Exclusive is the second studio album by American recording artist Chris Brown. It was released on November 6, 2007, by his independently-owned record label CBE, along with Jive Records; distributed by Zomba Group. The album was serving as the follow-up to his multi-platinum selling debut album Chris Brown (2005).
The album was critically and commercially successful, debuting at number 4 on the US Billboard 200, selling 295,000 copies in the first week. The album was supported by five singles; including three Billboard Hot 100, which successfully entered in the music markets, entering the top 20 amongst other charts worldwide. The album has earned double platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) in the United States, and the album sales it stands at three million copies in the worldwide. The album ranked number 34 on Rolling Stone's list of the Top 50 Albums of 2007.
On June 3, 2008, Exclusive was re-released, when it has expanded into a double-disc deluxe edition; including a counterparts from the DVD, which was also released, which features the behind the scenes footage and music videos from his tour.
Down is an album by the Chicago band The Jesus Lizard. It was their last album for Touch and Go records and the last to be produced by Steve Albini.
The song "Horse" was labeled as "Pony Beat" on set lists for live shows. David Wm. Sims plays an organ on the album version.
The painting on the cover is "Falling Dog" by Malcolm Bucknall, for which Bucknall asked no pay and offers no explanation for the falling dog image. Bucknall also did the cover art for the Puss/Oh, the Guilt split single with Nirvana and the Jesus Lizard's Liar album.
All songs written and composed by The Jesus Lizard, except where noted.
Down, released in November 1996 on Century Media records, is the fourth album by Sentenced. It is also the first album including the vocalist Ville Laihiala. This album marks the band's progression from melodic death metal to gothic metal.
Bottom may refer to:
In the technical analysis of security prices, a bottom is a chart pattern where prices reach a low, then a lower low, and then a higher low.
According to some technical analysis theories, the first low signifies the pressure from selling was greater than the pressure from buying. The second lower low suggests that selling still had more pressure than the buying. The third higher low suggests that buying pressure will not let prices fall as low as the previous low. This turning point from selling pressure to buying pressure is called a bottom.
A valley is a low area between hills, often with a river running through it.
In geology, a valley or dale is a depression that is longer than it is wide. The terms U-shaped and V-shaped are descriptive terms of geography to characterize the form of valleys. Most valleys belong to one of these two main types or a mixture of them, (at least) with respect to the cross section of the slopes or hillsides.
A valley in its broadest geographic sense is also known as a dale. A valley through which a river runs may also be referred to as a vale. A small, secluded, and often wooded valley is known as a dell or in Scotland as a glen. A wide, flat valley through which a river runs is known in Scotland as a strath. A mountain cove is a small valley, closed at one or both ends, in the central or southern Appalachian Mountains which sometimes results from the erosion of a geologic window. A small valley surrounded by mountains or ridges is sometimes known as a hollow. A deep, narrow valley is known as a cwm (also spelled combe or coombe). Similar geological structures, such as canyons, ravines, gorges, gullies, and kloofs, are not usually referred to as valleys. See also: "chine". A valley formed by erosion is called an erosional valley; a valley formed by geologic events such as drop faults or the rise of highlands is called a structural valley.
Oh, damn now bop to this oh
Yeah y'all know what this is
Flame on Juvenile Drag-On flame on
And now swizz, swizz beatz, yeah
Me and my niggaz done licked shots, even done hit cops
Bet y'all niggaz can't wait till my shit drop
Treat you like your moma given' lip to pop
Nigga you don't want my paper drop
'Cause that means I'm empty, and your full of it
Check what the bullet did, missiles gonna hit you get you
Rip through tissue, should have never rhymed this 'cause I miss you
I make plus cash y'all little niggaz can't fuck wit drag
Got the chain out so it's bust and grab
Nigga fuck that you better bust back
'Fore ya nigga ask back where the vest at
Rock like a girl but you can't trust cash
Spit like a fire but you can't touch black
All you can do is cuss back and read back
How you bust gats nigga we don't need that
I don't care about your feed back, y'all niggaz don't feed drag
Tell a motherfucker pull out bust a bullet out in ya safe house
Nigga where the keys at nigga?
Where the stash at nigga? Where the weed at?
Nigga pass that 'fore I pull my trigger
Mater fact where the ass at? 'Cause I got the Ruff Ryders
And I aint talkin' bout my niggaz
Nigga we can go hoe for hoe, toe to toe, blow for blow
And when you fell your nose crack
That mean I broke that I'm fittin' to po-po
Wit a flame thrower like I told yo' befo', ya know
You can't handle it you can put me on wax but my fire burn candles
And who that nigga ruff rydin' Drag-On y'all niggaz and south siders
Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck them 'till they cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, head west
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggaz who rides the best
Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck them 'till they cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, head west
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggaz who rides the best
In the late night, we be cockin' high givin' you stage fright
Yo' head might explode when I bust with the lead pipe
And I say right, Juvenile hey tight, stay hype, now page mike
And make sure he got all the yeah, aight?
I'm tired of niggaz be thinkin' that you usin' me
Runnin' with them petty ass niggaz lookin' like fools to me
I'm workin' wit some change, yeah
And ain't afraid to put 50 up on ya brain, yeah
You 'bout warin' over ya people I'm the same, yeah
Look, I'ma have some body sayin' thats the shame game
But if them people come they ain't gonna give no names, yeah
Playin' with the number one son don't play no games, yeah
Come outside don't see nothin' but camouflage and bricks
Yo' get some boys strapped with bandannas tryin' knock off yo' shit
Ya stankin' bitch, I ruff ryde your ass then
Cashin' for money Juve ain't gettin' nothin', that shit is funny
Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck them 'till they cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, head west
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggaz who rides the best
Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck them 'till they cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, head west
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggaz who rides the best
When my niggaz get knocked we gonna bail them out
When it come to my gun my shells is out
You better get the message 'cause I done mailed it out
I'ma bang like a hammer and I'ma nail us out
East, west the right this for my niggaz up north
My guns made in China so you better dust off
'Cause when they getcha you gonna be ketchup
I always got chedder I never ass bet ya'
And I won't even sweat ya' we roll much larger and better
My dough is never low but if drag is down on his last
I'ma reach in my sweater bet my baretta
Make a nigga feel heat in cold weather
Can't stand a nigga hype throw me his bitch
Bitch come to my shit you betta come get her
Be like a dog with a bone I run with her
Y'all make me so tired y'all niggaz still rappin'
Like y'all don't know my flows fire
Y'all ain't got y'all boots ain't got y'all suits
Probaly got a gun that ain't never shoot
When they come you better hope they don't name you
'Cause like two sticks rubbin' I'll flame you
Don't try to be me 'cause I ain't you
'Fore I have your spirits with the angels
My shorty keep a gun on the ankles
Wanna fuck, watch out she will bang you
'Cause I taught her well, y'all players better haul to hell
But you niggaz couldn't borrow a belt
Who evers wit you is gonna jail
Is you niggaz bustin' guns or you ain't bustin' none, ha
You want to fuck'em till they cum, ha
Drag-on Juvenille double up what you want, ha
Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck them 'till they cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, head west
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggaz who rides the best
Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck them 'till they cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, head west
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggaz who rides the best
Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck them 'till they cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, head west
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggaz who rides the best
Do y'all niggaz bust y'all guns, hell, yeah we bust our guns
Do you fuck them 'till they cum, damn right we make them cum
It's for the north, head south, head east, head west