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This is one of my favorite running songs…

You feel like a candle in a hurricane
Just like a picture with a broken frame
Alone and helpless like you’ve lost your fight
But you’ll be alright, you’ll be alright

Cause when push comes to shove
You taste what you’re made of
You might bend ‘til you break
Cause it’s all you can take
On your knees you look up
Decide you’ve had enough
You get mad, you get strong
Wipe your hands, shake it off
Then you stand, then you stand

Life’s like a novel with the end ripped out
The edge of canyon with only one way down
Take what you’re given before it’s gone
And start holdin’ on, keep holdin’ on

Every time you get up and get back in the race
One more small piece of you starts to fall into place

Cause when push comes to shove
You taste what you’re made of
You might bend ‘til you break
Cause it’s all you can take
On your knees you look up
Decide you’ve had enough
You get mad, you get strong
Wipe your hands, shake it off
Then you stand, then you stand…

This one always puts a smile on my face....

Uh uh uh
I just gotta bring it to they attention dirty, that’s all..

[nelly]
You better watch who you talkin bout; runnin your mouth, like you know me
You gon’ around and show why the "show me" get called the "show me"
Why one-on-one you can’t hold me if your last name was haynes
Only way you wear me out is stitch my name on your pants
No resident of france; but you swear I’m from paris
Hundred-six karats - total? naw that’s per wrist
Trying to compurr this - my chain to yo’ chain
I’m like sprint or motorola - no service, out of your range
You out of your brains, thinkin i’ma shout out your name
You gotta come up with better ways than that to catch your fame
All that pressure you applyin it’s time to ease off before I hit you from the
Blindside takin your sleeves off
As much as we’s floss, still hard to please boss
Don’t be lyin bitchin and cryin - suck it up as a loss
Cause your, acts is wack, your whole label is wack
And matter fact, eh eh-eh eh a-hold that

[chorus: nelly]
I.. am.. number one - no matter if you like it
Here take it sit down and write it
I.. am.. number one
Hey hey hey hey hey hey - now let me ask you man
What does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers (hey)
What does it take to be number one?
Hey hey hey hey..

[unknown girl]
Do you like it when I shake it for ya, daddy? move it all around?
Let you get a peep before it touches the ground?

[nelly]
Hell yeah ma I love a girl that’s willin to learn
Willin to get in the driver’s seat and willin to turn
And not concerned about that he say, she say, did he say
What I think he said? squash that, he probably got that off ebay
Or some, internet access some, website chat line
Mad cause I got mine, oh don’t wind up on the flat line
Ohh if my uncle could see me now
If he could see how many rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulatin my style right to the "down down"
Can’t leave out the store now better wait ’til they calm down
I got hella shorties, comin askin, "yo, where the party? "
Ohh lordy - I’d like to continue to act naughty
Mixing cris’ and bacardi, got me thinkin fo’ sho’
I’m not a man of many words but there’s one thing I know - pimp

[chorus]
I.. am.. number one - no matter if you like it
Here take it sit down and write it
Hey i.. am.. number one
Hey hey hey hey hey hey - now tell me now dirty
What does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
Tell me - what does it take to be number one?
Hey hey hey hey..

[nelly]
Check it, uhh, check, yo
Aiyyo I’m tired of people judgin what’s real hip-hop
Half the time you be them niggaz who album flop
You know! boat done sank and it ain’t left the dock
C’mon! mad cause I’m hot; he just - mad cause he not
You ain’t gotta gimme my props, just gimme the yachts
Gimme my rocks, and keep my fans comin in flocks
’til you top the superbowl, keep your mouth on lock
Shhhhh.. {*crickets* (I’m awake, ha ha ha!)
I’m cocky on the mic but I’m humble in real life
Taking nothin for granted blessin e’rything on my life
Trying to see a new light at the top of the roof
Baby name not sigel but I speak the truth
I heat the booth - nelly actin so uncouth
Top down shirt off in the coupe, spreadin the loot
With my family and friends, and my closest of kin
And I’ll do it again if it means i’ma win

[chorus]
Dirty i.. am.. dirty, number one - no matter if you like it
Here take it sit down and write it
Hey i.. am.. number one
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Dirty what does it take to be number one? whoo!
Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
Ey! - what does it take to be number one?
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

Heyyyy i.. am.. number one
I.. am.. number one
What does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
What does it take to be number one?
Hey hey hey hey hey hey

I..i.. am.. number one
Uhh uhh uh, uh uh uhh-uh uh
Listen I i, I i i-i number one..yeah, yeah, yeah
I i, I i, number one..
The two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
.. number one
Cause two is not a winner and three nobody remembers

Son's Gonna Rise by Citizen Cope

Rollin' down the highway
Like a rocket
God, I'm headed to town now
You can't stop it
Got wheel in my hand
As I stand
On the floor
Of the board
Of this car
On the road
Got this woman in the back seat
Yeah she's my wifey
In the middle of the delivery
Man she saves me
To this day I don't know why
She picked me up
When i was down on the road
With the wind when it blowed

Well a son's gonna rise in a mile
In a mile
You'll be feeling fine
In a mile you will see
After me
You'll be out of the dark, yeah
You'll get your shot

Edited by KenyonTri 2007-06-26 8:49 AM

I thought we weren't supposed to be running with iPods!??

Number One Spot by Ludacris
Whoa! Don't slip up or get got! (Why not man?)
I'm comin for that number one spot! (Alright)
Rappers swearing they on top! (Nuh uh, uh uh)
But I'm coming for they number one spot! (Alright man)
Scheme scheme, plot plot (say WHAT?)
I'm coming for that number one spot! (Woo, hey)
Keep it going it won't stop! (What you doing man?)
I'm comin for that number one spot!

Jesus Walks by Kanye West
Jesus Walks
God show me the way because the Devil trying to break me down
(esus Walks with me
The only thing that I pray is that me feet don't fail me now
Jesus Walks

Loose Yourself by Eminem
[Chorus:]
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

Lose Yourself by Eminem.... my favorite running song EVER... I actually usually run to his music... it's not that I'm a huge Eminem fan but the beat motivates me (I tried to bleep out the cuss words)

Look, if you had one shot, and one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted in one moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?

Yo
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out
He’s chokin, how, everybody’s jokin now
The clock’s run out, time’s up, over, blau!
Snap back to reality, Oh, there goes gravity
Oh, there goes rabbit, he choked
He’s so mad, but he won’t give up that
easy, No
He won’t have it , he knows his whole back's to these ropes
It don’t matter, he’s dope
He knows that, but he’s broke
He’s so stagnant he knows
When he goes back to this mobile home, that’s when it’s
Back to the lab again yo
This ol' rap sh*t
He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him

HOOK:
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
Cause opportunity comes once in a lifetime...yo

This soul’s escaping, through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order
A normal life is borin, but superstardom’s close to post mortem
It only grows harder, homie grows hotter
He blows it's all over, these h*es is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he’s known as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He’s grown farther from home, he’s no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water, these h*es don’t want him no mo, he’s cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
And so the soap opera is told and unfolds
I suppose it’s old partna, but the beat goes on
Da da dum da dum da da

HOOK

No more games, I’ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothaf**kin roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin in the beginning, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin and stepped writin, the next cipher
Best believe somebody’s payin the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can’t get by with my 9 to 5
And I can’t provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these godd**n food stamps don’t buy diapers
And it’s no movie, there’s no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it’s getting even harder
Tryin to feed and water my seed, plus
Teeter-totter caught up between bein a father and a primadonna
Baby mama dramas screamin on her
Too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point, I’m like a snail
I’ve got to formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothaf**kin option, failure’s not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem’s Lot
So here I go it's my shot.
Feet fail me not this maybe the only opportunity that I got

HOOKx2

You can do anything you set your mind to man

I am definitely onboard with this one. Always can get a little extra adrenaline punch when this comes on. However, I've got to say that I don't think I can pick out a favorite, because there are a bunch. I mean, "F*** YOU I WON'T DO WHATCHYA TELL ME!!!" And then there is that intro to the Disturbed track off the first albulm...I think it's the 4th track...killer bass beat and he goes..."Aww sh**...d'you feel that?"

I am with you Jersey, anything by Rage Against The Machine or Linkin Park does the job...