i think thiz song will do very well and ere r d lyrics to it. Jay Z:Guilty Until Proven Innocent
Jay-Z]
I thought this was America people!
Uhh, yeah, guilty until proven innocent huh?
That's how we workin huh? Okay
Before me there was many; after me there will be none
I am the one
Uh-huh, okay, I see how we playin

Yeah, I get it down - anxiously the public can't wait
Niggaz had to have it way before it's release date
Jigga get irate, press get it fucked up
Took me one point eight but I had to get it straight
Get the CD, twelve inch vinyl, get the tape
Jigga give out food for thought dog, get a plate
I get it down, get it krunk when I get in the state of mind
that what's mine is mine, nobody get to take
I don't bend, break, fold, scratch, go down
My mental rolodex see these words? I just don't know
I know stress, drama, niggaz upsettin my mama
Arrested, put in the lineup, tryin to put dents in my armor
But I'm a survivor, plus I'm liver than most
Out on bail, fifty thou', still ridin with toast
I ain't tryin to collide with folk,
but I don't want folk takin Jigga for joke
I guess you niggaz just woke - good morning!

[Chorus - R. Kelly]
You can't touch me, no you can't touch me
Jigga, Kelly, not guilty
Try to charge me but I'm not guilty
I got, all, my mamis
I've got all of my mamis
Tell me, what you, want from me
Tell me.. what y'all want from me?
I'm not guilty

[Jay-Z]
I see how you comin at me now, I'm cool

I'm not the snitch I don't go to the cops to get rich
.. I go to the block and pitch
I go with the glock and click, I go with the pop I'm sick
I go with you hard; I ain't gon' stop for shit
Look in my eyes dog, right in my pupils
If I'm your rival, why would I have to do you?
Press try to throw dirt on my name, disturbin my game
Seemed happy when they heard he was arraigned, glad he's indichted
Got big money, big lawyers to fight it
Just like Cochran, cocksuckers you never see me boxed in
Y'all all knnow it, Jigga's a fighter
Plus I'm clausterphobic, back on the streets before you know it
And my word niggaz, I heard you niggaz
I'm address each and every one of you cocksuckers
Fuck the white press, the block love us, hip-hop forever
B.I.G. is here, the soul of Tupac hovers - above us

[Chorus - R. Kelly]
You can't touch me, no you can't touch me
Jigga, Kelly, not guilty
Try to charge me but I'm not guilty
I got, all, my mamis
I've got all of my mamis
Tell me, what you, want from me
Tell me.. (I am the one)
What you want from me? Not guilty

[Jay-Z]
Uhh, okay, you on my radar, I got you too bitch

Got lame bitches tryin to fuck with my case
Same lame bitch I bust in her face
Honey just mad I got her fuckin replaced
Plus a birthday pass without me even touchin my safe
But I ain't gon' lie, the head was sick
But what we need to do, is put that mouth on a betta bitch
You heart the rhetorhic, Jigga hit me over the head
with a champagne bottle at the bar, can he buy me a car?
Naw, how do y'all equate your pain
Would it all go away if I bought you a Range?
I got one or two of those, nothin gon' change
For nothin else, you gotta live with yourself
Try and lie on Hov' cause I ride on the road
in what, most would describe as a Rolls
NO, that's that Continental T
The only car that fit intercontinental me, not guilty

[Chorus - R. Kelly]
You can't touch me, no you can't touch me
Jigga, Kelly, not guilty
And you wanna charge me, when I'm not guilty
I got, all, my mamis
(I am the one) I've got all of my mamis
Tell me, what you, want from me
Tell me.. what you want from me?
Not guilty

[Jay-Z]
I, am, the, one
[R] Y'all, cats, can't touch me
Holla!

[R. Kelly]
So you can't touch me nigga, you can't touch me
Jigga, Kelly, not guilty
Said Jigga, Kelly, not guilty
I got, all, my mamis
And I got, all my, mamis
Tell me, what you, want from me
I don't, know why, y'all can't see that
Y'all, cats, can't touch me
Y'all, dudes, can't touch me
Jigga, Kelly, not guilty
Jigga, Kelly, not guilty
I got, all, my mamis
I got, all my, mamis
Tell me, what you, want from me
So tell me, what you, want from me
Y'all, cats, can't touch me
Y'all, niggaz, can't touch me
Jigga, Kelly, not guilty
Jigga, Kelly, not guilty
I got, all, my mamis
And I got, all my, mamis
Tell me, what you, want from me
So tell me, what you, want from me
Y'all, cats, can't touch me

Jigga, Kelly, not guilty
I got, all, my mamis
Tell me, what you, want from me
Y'all, cats, can't touch me

i heard thiz song a lil while ago lil Romeo:my baby i think it will do well
[Deejay] Hotline
[caller] Can I request a song?
[Deejay] Sure
[caller] "My Baby" by Lil' Romeo {*giggling*}
[Deejay] You got that

[Chorus: Lil' Romeo and a girl singing]
G: Oh Romeo give me a chance
R: Uh uhh too young I don't need a girlfriend
G: Walk me home from school anyway
R: (Heheh) O-kay
G: Oh Romeo the cutest boy I know
R: I know, I know
G: So let me be your.. girlfriend

[Lil' Romeo]
They call me Lil' P I represent the CP3
Calliope ya heard me? Straight from New Orleans
I got an uncle named Silkk and an uncle named C
I been dribblin the ball since the age of 3
I got game like Kobe dunkin like Poppa P
Cause I'm in the zone, ain't no stoppin me
Cause you can jump a baby hummer, girls be jockin me
Them Miller boys wear No Limit Gear from head to feet
It's like that Whodi? (You got me crazy)
It's like that Whodi? (I want to be your lady)
It's like that Whodi? (Why won't you be my baby)
It's like that Whodi? (Can't no girl fade me)
Meet me at the skatin rink

[Chorus]

[Lil' Romeo]
Eleven years old, makin A's and B's
And these little mami's can't keep they hands off me
If you see me in the streets holla "What's up Doc?"
I got a Bugs Bunny chain with a matchin watch
I make ya'll jump like Kris Kross, bounce like Bow
I'm the next generation I came to lock it down
I'm a little boy but I live a big man's life
Got girls passin notes tryin to be my wife
Got grown women, wantin to be in my life
By the time I'm 18 I'm not gon' be nothin nice
I'm that R-O, M-E-O
After high school, I'm goin' straight to the pros (bounce, bounce)

[Chorus]

[Girl singing]
Soldier boy I want you to myself, I don't want them girls around
You're the flyest thing up in here boy and that's why it's goin down
I heard they call you Romeo, well I'm you're Juliet
You must be playin hide and seek, cause boy your hard to get

[Chorus]

[Various people]
Romeo! (fire boys make them elbows swing)
Romeo! (fire boys make them elbows swing,
fire girls make them elbows swing)
Fire boys make them elbows swing, Fire girls make them elbows swing
Fire boys make them elbows swing, Fire girls make them elbows swing
Fire boys make them elbows swing, Fire girls make them elbows swing
Romeo boy do that thing, Romeo boy do that thing
Romeo boy do that thing, Romeo boy do that thing
This is for the fire girls from uptown(?)
this is for the fire boys that don't care
This is for the fire girls from uptown(?)
this is for the fire boys that don't care
(haha)

That's all folks!

if ya dont want those lyrcs on ere ya can email me and i will put on d ones ya want