Artist: Angie Stone

Title: In the Air Tonight

Duration: 04'05"

Quarantine: 80 days

Genre: pop/rock

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang: en

Role: F

Likes: 1; Dislikes: 0

Year: 2016

Classification: 7A–6–110

Last play: 13/09/2019 at 04:04:13

Artist: Angie Stone

Title: Pissed Off

Duration: 04'39"

Quarantine: 80 days

Genre: rb

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang:

Role: F

Likes: 1; Dislikes: 0

Year: 2001

Classification: 8A–7–87

Last play: 11/10/2019 at 03:33:07

[Intro]
Uh, yeah, try to be cool
Tired, feeling all that, you know what I'm sayin'?
Positive, you know what I'm sayin'?
Check it

[Chorus]
So pissed off
Lookin' at life through the glass that you shattered
Little shit like love doesn't matter anymore
Baby, what's up?
Nigga, you so ticked off
Can't let up long enough to get over it
Brotha can I live? Can a sister live? Goddamn
So pissed off (so pissed off)
Lookin' at life through the glass that you shattered
Little shit like love doesn't matter anymore
Baby, what's up?
Nigga, you so ticked off
Can't let up long enough to get over it
Brotha can I live? Can a sister live? Goddamn

[Verse 1]
I tried to find a tree where we could lay happily
In the shade, gradually there were things revealed to me
I can't even hold down a job, tryna follow up and behind me
You're over-protective and you're jealous
Change when you're around the fellows
Every man I speak to, something's goin' on
Look at you, look at you, running around like a damn fool
So busy accusing me when it's your insecurity

[Chorus]
So pissed off (so pissed off)
Lookin' at life through the glass that you shattered
Little shit like love doesn't matter anymore
Baby, what's up?
Nigga, you so ticked off (so ticked off)
Can't let up long enough to get over it
Brotha can I live? Can a sister live? Goddamn

[Verse 2]
You need an inner appeal so your anger just relieve
I never meant to cause you pain
But it was there before I came
Makin' crazy accusations, tracing all of my footsteps
For overreactin', got me packin'
Tryna get out before you get back in
Look at me, look at me, I can't allow you to live rent free
In my heart or in my head, can't let you back in my bed

[Chorus]
So pissed off (so pissed off)
Lookin' at life through the glass that you shattered
Little shit like love doesn't matter anymore
Baby, what's up?
Nigga, you so ticked off (so ticked off)
Can't let up long enough to get over it
Brotha can I live? Can a sister live? Goddamn
So pissed off (so pissed off)
Lookin' at life through the glass that you shattered
Little shit like love doesn't matter anymore
Baby, what's up?
Nigga, you so ticked off (so ticked off)
Can't let up long enough to get over it
Brotha can I live? Can a sister live? Goddamn

[Bridge]
Baby, what's wrong with you?
What's got you so pissed off?
Can't get along with you
Love, I got to move on
My love, gotta get him outta my life
Can't let you go on with it
Now 'cause you pissin' me off
I don't wanna be stressed out
I don't wanna be stressed out
My life, back in my life

[Chorus]
So pissed off (so pissed off)
Lookin' at life through the glass that you shattered
Little shit like love doesn't matter anymore
Baby, what's up?
Nigga, you so ticked off (so ticked off)
Can't let up long enough to get over it
Brotha can I live? Can a sister live? Goddamn
So pissed off (so pissed off)
Lookin' at life through the glass that you shattered
Little shit like love doesn't matter anymore
Baby, what's up?
Nigga, you so ticked off (so ticked off)
Can't let up long enough to get over it
Brotha can I live? Can a sister live? Goddamn
So pissed off (so pissed off)
Lookin' at life through the glass that you shattered
Little shit like love doesn't matter anymore
Baby, what's up?

Artist: Angie Stone

Title: Gotta Get to Know You Better

Duration: 03'50"

Quarantine: 80 days

Genre: rb

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang:

Role: F

Likes: 1; Dislikes: 0

Year: 2005

Classification: 4A–4–85

Last play: 27/09/2019 at 21:36:26

I got my feelings bubblin' under for you
I'm not too sure just yet of what I should do 'bout you
My mama raised me to be careful
Daddy said, 'Baby girl, you gotta look out for yourself'

But right now, I'm at a loss for words, got a crazy urge
Somethin' 'bout you makin' me wanna merge, get it too
But I better take my time, check the warnin' signs
Slow it down if I'm gonna make you mine
Don't wanna be a fool, I don't know

What you want, how you live
Where you go and where you've been
Gotta get to know you better

Is there a wife, have you done a bit
Are you spiritual, do you have kids?
Gotta get to know you better

You got me open, now that I'm yearnin' for love
You the only one lately I'm thinkin' of
Could this be the moment I've waited for all my life?
One of God's miracles, a small sacrifice

I'm at a loss for words, got a crazy urge
Somethin' 'bout you makin' me wanna merge, get it too
But I better take my time, check the warnin' signs
Slow it down if you're gonna be mine
Don't wanna be a fool, got to know

What you want, how you live
Where you go and where you've been
Gotta get to know you better

Is there a wife, have you done a bit
Are you spiritual, do you have kids?
Gotta get to know you better

What you want, how you live
Where you go and where you've been
Gotta get to know you better

Is there a wife, have you done a bit?
Are you spiritual, do you have kids?
Gotta get to know you better

What you want, how you live
Where you go and where you've been
Gotta get to know you better

Is there a wife, have you done a bit?
Are you spiritual, do you have kids?
Gotta get to know you better, better

What you want, how you live
Where you go and where you've been
Gotta get to know you better

Artist: Angie Stone

Title: What U Dyin' For

Duration: 04'59"

Quarantine: 80 days

Genre: rb

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang: en

Role: F

Likes: 1; Dislikes: 0

Year: 2001

Classification: 2A–6–99

Last play: 03/07/2019 at 10:41:34

[Intro]
Talk about it
Talk about it
It's a shame, yes a crazy crazy
Tell it to 'em

Heard you thought about comitting suicide
Was it your pride that made you wanna die
Leave your momma, wonder why
And your baby here to cry
And was it over a jilted lover
Trusted brother, operating undercover
Make you turn your back on your God

Tell me what you cryin' for, let him go
He don't want you no more

[1] - What you dyin' for, stupid
You'll never know
Cuz once yo' eyes are closed
That's all she wrote

Hey hey, bro' man, with the masterplan, craving in pain
Doing all you can to win your prima-donna
Sexy brown, coochy down
Thought the love you had was iron clad
But here you caught chillin' at your homeboy's pad
And now you wanna put a bullet in your cap
Are you mad

[2] - Tell me what you cryin' for
Let her go
She don't want you no more

[Repeat 1]

Messin' with your mental, tearing out your central
Focusing on that kinda stuff that don't amount to anything
I'm pressing you to enter into an agenda
Altered state of mind
That allows you to control your pain

Tell me what you crying for, let it go
He don't want you no more
Sugar, what you dying for (You'll see)
You'll never know
Cuz once your eyes are closed
That's all she wrote

[3] - What you crying for
Let it go
She don't want you no more

What you dyin' for stupid
You'll never know
Cuz once yo' eyes are closed
That's all she wrote

Listen see

[4] - Messin' with your mental, tearing out your central
Focusing on that kinda stuff that don't amount to anything
I'm pressing you to enter into a agenda
That state of mind
That allows you to control the pain

[Repeat 4]

[Repeat 2]
[Repeat 2]

Artist: Angie Stone

Title: Bottles & Cans

Duration: 03'50"

Quarantine: 80 days

Genre: rb

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang: en

Role: F

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Year: 2001

Classification: 4B–6–136

Last play: 01/11/2018 at 04:13:12

Everybody wants some type of success in life
Like every woman wants to they′ll be a wife
Success is measured, but to a degree
All the money in the world don′t add up to you and me.

I′d rather be picking up bottles and cans if you can′t be my man
I′d rather be homeless in the streets with no food to eat
I′d rather be facing 20 to life if I can′t be your wife.
Now I know that it seems like I′m crazy for you 
but that′s what love can do.

Look at what you started there′s no way this can end
Falling in love how deep I fall in
If anything should ever stand in my way
I wouldn′t wait ′til tomorrow, but I′d throw it away today.

I′d rather be picking up bottles and cans if you can′t be my man
I′d rather be homeless in the streets with no food to eat
I′d rather be facing 20 to life if I can′t be your wife.
Now I know that it seems like I′m crazy for you
but that′s what love can do.

(Thalita Francelino)

Artist: Angie Stone

Title: U-Haul

Duration: 03'50"

Quarantine: 80 days

Genre: rb

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang: en

Role: F

Likes: 1; Dislikes: 0

Year: 2004

Classification: 5A–7–148

Last play: 18/07/2019 at 13:46:20

Bet you realize this time that when you see my friends sitting outside they were, there to help me pack my bags and tell me don’t listen to you if you’re beggin
Cause they know I’m coming straight back home to you, and they know I’m a constant fool for you – so I’m putting my things on a U-haul and I’m blockin out your number when you call
No conversation you can keep your words, cause 90% I done already heard, how long did you think that I would sit here for, I’m letting you know it’s not exceptional
No conversation you can save the games, and anything you say I will remain the same. How long did you think that I would sit here for, destroying my soul, it ain’t exceptional
I can’t believe you even tried to blame me, cause you’re the one who changed I’ve been the same me
And I been by your side like a 2 way and like a pager with no clamp that’s how you lose me
So my friends come to help me get over you – cause they’re sick and tired of seeing what I’m going through 
I put all of my things on a U-haul and I wont’ accept at all whenever you call.
No conversation you can keep your words, cause 90% I done already heard, how long did you think that I would sit here for, I’m letting you know it’s not exceptional
No conversation you can save the games, and anything you say I will remain the same. How long did you think that I would sit here for, destroying my soul, it ain’t exceptional
I should have left your ass long time ago, I was too scared to be out on my own

You made me feel there was no other way

And I wont find love I would be lonely -- ??

You made me feel so damn low

Now take a look at what’s happening, this is tragic like when Michael left the Jackson’s, I told you you should be careful what you’re askin’

You wished I would have left you with some quiet time, but now you got more time than anytime

I know you never thought that I could jet out, but I left before you could tell me get out

No conversation you can keep your words, 90% I done already heard, how long did you think that I would sit here for, I’m letting you know it’s not exceptional

No conversation you can save the games, and anything you say I will remain the same. How long did you think that I would sit here for, destroying my soul, it ain’t exceptional

Artist: Angie Stone

Title: Time of the Month

Duration: 04'07"

Quarantine: 80 days

Genre: rb

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang:

Role: F

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Year: 2001

Classification: 9B–4–112

Last play: 05/10/2019 at 15:09:56

It's 3:00 in the morning
Tell me where you been
See I'm in pain, these migraines
And my cramps are getting near
Don't wanna hear your stories
Don't wanna hear your lies
Let me go to bed
Swallow my pride
Cuz you be sleeping outside

[1] - It's that time of the month
Don't even mess with me
It's that time of the month
Don't even mess with me

I go to work all week
Overtime I'm puttin' in
Now here's a mess
Cuz I get my check and there's money missin'
So many things to do and now I'm wondering how
They tell me wait 'till they get it straight
But my bills are due right now, right now

[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 1]

Oh, let's keep it real
People don't care how you feel
Every little thing
(Everything) God may heal it
Where's a piece of mind when you need it, oh Lord
When does it
I can't be bothered, not even with my friends
There's alot of things going through my head
Just wanna go home and go to bed

[Repeat 1 w/ad libs until fade]

Artist: Erykah Badu/Queen Latifah/Angie Stone/Bahamadia

Title: Love Of My Life Worldwide

Duration: 05'27"

Quarantine: 80 days

Genre: pop/rock

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang:

Role: F+

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Year:

Classification: 10A–8–98

Last play: 10/10/2019 at 02:26:44

Artist: Angie Stone

Title: Since I Lost My Baby

Duration: 05'15"

Quarantine: 80 days

Genre: rb

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang:

Role: F

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Year: 2005

Classification: 4B–3–132

Last play: 21/07/2019 at 22:12:11

Artist: Angie Stone/Anthony Hamilton

Title: Stay for a While

Duration: 03'56"

Quarantine: 80 days

Genre: rb

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang: en

Role: FM

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Year:

Classification: 5A–6–80

Last play: 27/02/2019 at 15:55:26

Artist: Angie Stone

Title: Grits

Duration: 03'37"

Quarantine: 80 days

Genre: rb

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang:

Role:

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Year: 2019

Classification: 10B–5–146

Last play: 04/10/2019 at 11:50:51

Artist: Angie Stone

Title: Same Number

Duration: 03'46"

Quarantine: 80 days

Genre: rb

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang:

Role:

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Year: 2019

Classification: 2A–7–103

Last play: 16/08/2019 at 09:10:18

Artist: Angie Stone/Jaheim

Title: Gonna Have to Be You

Duration: 04'02"

Quarantine: 80 days

Genre: rb

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang:

Role:

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Year:

Classification: 9A–6–116

Last play: 24/08/2019 at 07:29:10

Artist: Angie Stone

Title: No More Rain (In This Cloud)

Duration: 04'48"

Quarantine: 80 days

Genre: soul

Locomotive: false (-1)

Lang:

Role:

Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0

Year:

Classification: 7B–5–142

Last play: 06/09/2019 at 17:49:10