Paul Van Dyk – Music Rescues Me Lyrics

[Verse 1]
From the belly of the city
The sky spills over us
And the streets snake through the earth
I’m switching off
Into a billion ones and zeros
Where everything is fixed
And I’m wrapped up in your song

[Verse 2]
From the inside of the moment
To the outside of a thought
From the order of ourselves
It’s all layed out
Inside the DNA of living
Where nothing can go wrong
And I’m in the arms of this song

[Refrain 1]
All the stars and planets are aligned
Your music rescues me
Your music rescues me again
A giant supernova in the night
Your music rescues me
Your music rescues me again

[Refrain 2]

All the stars and planets are aligned
Your music rescues me
Your music rescues me again
We’re taller than the surface of the sky
Your music rescues me
Your music rescues me again

Your music rescues me

[Instrumental Break]

[Refrain 1]
All the stars and planets are aligned
Your music rescues me
Your music rescues me again
A giant supernova in the night
Your music rescues me
Your music rescues me again

[Refrain 1]
All the stars and planets are aligned
Your music rescues me
Your music rescues me again
We’re taller than the surface of the sky
Your music rescues me
Your music rescues me again

Soulchef – Deal With It Lyrics

Intro: Hydroponikz
Making music that you feelin from New York to New Zealand

Verse 1: Hydroponikz
Yeah, they greet me with a ”how do you do?”
My day job political news, one day I’m jaded
One day I’m like the only way I can deal is get faded
Why the rich sittin somewhere shaded in this sorted peak
This assorted creak from the back to the front of my mind
Trust me I’m not only in agony some of the time
It’s always my heart on ache
Friends out here turn out to be a lesson on dodging snakes
It’s bug from the Empire to the guarded state who knew I’d turn to
I used to have this rap thing to spit my concerns
To the response I get, was to support my fans sponsorships
Now it’s f**king up my conscious
Now I don’t feel it like I used to
Lookin for a new tool of outlet, these news crews ain’t about shit
If they pushin agendas over the dead, helplessness in my head
This the world that I’m supposed to raise kids in
Raise awareness when the first thing they see is your skin
Fairness, they wanna feel the texture of your hearings
Take your paycheck apparent, how could I afford marriage?
All we ever needed was love, f**k a politician
And anybody making decisions, if it’s not that
If your answer is to buy em back then you already lost
What you can’t heal with music instead of comedy dog
Asked us to remain silent, alcoholic begone
Hardly breath for some suicide is the only release
But suicide by police, man that shit is so work
Can’t believe our society bred them
Cannot create a person new to that fate, go ahead in head first
Maybe you’ll fix it, maybe you don’t, maybe you won’t
For your next verse maybe you’ll grow
Don’t lose sight I love my wife, my mom, my stepdad like he my own DNA
And yet I still feel this way

Hook: Hydroponikz
Surveillance so watch your crowded neighbors
And doubt your flight attendant will tell you watch your head but my head got too high
Tryna deal with it, tryna deal with it, tryna deal with it
Man forget it
Thinkin I’ll be goin back, days a simple slow relax
But nights are really cold so these days now I know that
I can deal with it, I can deal with it, I can deal with it

Verse 2: Hydroponikz
I did it before so what’s so hard now it’s gun to these fakers that’s in this odd town
None of these bumps is at my job now calm down
Ain’t no balls they just try to suppress me
Some I’m out here making the rest with my own hands and keys in my right
Smokes in my left so of course they don’t stress me
A lost little rejectee that was trying to rep
Not quite the right skin and hype try to relax
It was about that, we was all supposed to come up, uh
Regardless, without graph the bars just to bounce back
Out the rat race the waited, betrayed God it’s just a mouse trap
The true essence is through lessons
So what I learned then, that stress is a waste
If that’s the case ain’t worth the money, just to get with the fakes
And then my flow is probably the best in the place
So I put the work in, we already made it for certain
How long can I keep cursing till it’s curtains? (curtains)

Hook: Hydroponikz
Surveillance so watch your crowded neighbors
And doubt your flight attendant will tell you watch your head but my head got too high
Tryna deal with it, tryna deal with it, tryna deal with it
Man forget it
Thinkin I’ll be goin back, days a simple slow relax
But nights are really cold so these days now I know that
I can deal with it, I can deal with it, I can deal with it (deal with it)

Hannah Marcus – Hairdresser In Taos Lyrics

Six o’clock when I left the house
Storm brewing over San Gabriel mountains
I closed the door but I didn’t lock it
I threw the keys right out

Drove on through the central valley
And all the way to a dead end alley
Walked into a warehouse
Saw him coming down the stairs
And I didn’t eat or sleep for nearly

The housekeeper with the Kandinsky tattoo
Said the pains in her stomach were ulcers or flu
But when she had the baby she swore it was his…
He said: “Honey, there ain’t no chance. That it is.”
But the DNA proved she conceived with that liar
Turned out to be true about the night
With popsicle and the blow dryer

We drove fourteen hours on only a quarter
He’d snorted it all by the New Mexican border
Said he wanted to tell his folks by himself
So he asked if I’d please spend the night somewhere else

And that’s where I met that hairdresser in Taos
He said he’d dye it for free
If I followed the van back to this house
So I shadowed him down a road thin grey and still
To his home in the desert. He called it “Blueberry Hill”

There was nothing in it but a big barber chair
He stuck my head in the sink
And put red dye all over my hair
And when I sat up it ran into my eyes
And I looked in the mirror and started to cry

I ran out of the house with the red dye still on
I even left him my only copy of “Blonde On Blonde”
And it seemed I’d parked the van in the middle of someon’s lawn
And the neighbors were all starring to turn their lights on

I looked around there was no exit in sight
I scanned to the left and I scanned to the right
And looked overhead at the furious stars in the night

Burning red blue white. Red blue white
Burning red blue white. Red blue white
Burning red blue white. Red blue white
Burning red blue red blue red blue white

Just like all my dreams they’re all tossed and scattered
Where it seems had I lost what mattered
Lord, if I could only find a road
Lord, if I could only find a road
Lord, if I could only find a road
I’d take it

Just like all my dreams they’re all tossed and scattered
Where it seems have I lost what mattered
Lord, if I could only find a road
Lord, if I could only find a road
Lord, if I could only find a road
I’d take it

If I could only find a road
If I could only find a road
If I could only find a road
I’d take it

I’d take it…

Lauv – Modern Loneliness Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout my father lately
The person that he made me
The person I’ve become
And I’ve been tryna fill all of this empty
But, f**k, I’m still so empty
Yeah, I could use some love

[Pre-Chorus]
And I’ve been trying to find a reason to get up
Been trying to find a reason for this stuff
In my bedroom and my closet
The baggage in my heart is still so dark

[Chorus]
Modern loneliness
We’re never alone, but always depressed, yeah
Love my friends to death
But I never call and I never text ’em
La-di-da-di-da
Yeah, you get what you give and you give what you get, so
Modern loneliness
We love to get high, but we don’t know how to come down

[Verse 2]
If I could break my DNA to pieces
Rid of all my demons
If I could cleanse my soul
Then I could fill the world with all my problems
But, shit, that wouldn’t solve them
So, I’m left here alone

[Pre-Chorus]
And I’ve been trying to find a reason to get up
I’m trying to find a reason for this stuff
In my bedroom and my closet
The baggage in my heart is still so dark

[Chorus]
Modern loneliness
We’re never alone, but always depressed, yeah
Love my friends to death
But I never call and I never text ’em
La-di-da-di-da
Yeah, you get what you give and you give what you get, so
Modern loneliness
We love to get high, but we don’t know how to come down

[Post-Chorus]
Down, down, down, down, down
We don’t know how to come down
Down, down, down, down, down
We don’t know how to come down
Down, down, down, down, down
We don’t know how to come down
Down, down, down, down, down
We don’t know how to come down

[Chorus]
Modern loneliness
We’re never alone, but always depressed, yeah
Love my friends to death
But I never call and I never text ’em
La-di-da-di-da
Yeah, you get what you give and you give what you get, so
Modern loneliness
We love to get high, but we don’t know how to come down

[Post-Chorus]
Down, down, down, down, down
We don’t know how to come down
Down, down, down, down, down
We don’t know how to come down
Down, down, down, down, down (I’m prayin’, I’m prayin’, I’m prayin’)
We don’t know how to come down
Down, down, down, down, down (I’m prayin’, I’m prayin’, I’m prayin’)
We don’t know how to come down

[Outro]
Modern loneliness
We’re never alone, but always depressed, yeah

Anly – Manual Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Joushiki ya ruru ni torawarete
Kataku natta nou wo ugokashite
Manyuaru ningen wa toki ni
Kowai koto wo iidashite hito wo kizutsukeru
Kimari goto ha mamori nasai
Koko ni kaite aru no ga mamieru desho?
Kaminoke wa kuro ni some na
Chairo no kimi wa tokuni medatsu kara
Souiu koto ka na? Iitai koto wa
Sono handobukku ni kakareteiru
Ii ko chan ni narette iu koto?
Sukin heddo ni shiteyarou ka?
Nee nee kizuite
Why why why can’t you see?

[Chorus]
Anta no
Kuroi kami mo hada no iro mo
Sei no taka sa mo namaru kotoba mo
Hontouni suteki yo
Konoyo de hitori shika inai itsuzai na sonzai
Uza iko to wa iwazu ni
Me wo korashitemi tara dou nano?
Wazawaza soroe nakute mo
Juubun sekai wa utsukushii

[Verse 2]
Atarimae ni donkan na kachi kan
Rupu suru ruru kara nukedasezu ni iru
Manyuaru ningen wa kawaisou ni
Kangaeru koto sae mo wasure chatta no ne
Jirojiro miru no yamete yo
Iraira suru kara
Shoumei sho ga iru da toka
Joudan mo hodo hodo ni shite hoshii
Shitagau dake sonna yatsura ni
Atama no teppen wo misete mo
Mada watakushi no DNA ni monku iu tsumori narasa
Nee nee yoku mite
Why why why can’t you see?

[Chorus]
Atashi no
Chairo no kami mo hitomi no iro mo
Sei no hikusa mo shima no kotoba mo
Hontouni suteki yo
Umaretsuki na jibun ga suki
Kawaranai kae rare nai
Uza iko to wa iwazu ni
Me wo korashitemi tara dou na no?
Wazawaza soroe nakute mo
Juubun sekai wa utsukushii

[Verse 3]
Kiyasuku sawaranaide yo
Soko kara itande ku desho
Jirojiro miru no yamete yo
Kami mo kokoro mo boroboro
Sorosoro ri fu jin no iu koto mo
Rikai dekiru you ni natta keredo
“Tadashii koto ga tadashii to wa kagiranai”

[Chorus]
Anta no
Kuroi kami mo hada no iro mo
Sei no taka sa mo namaru kotoba mo
Hontouni suteki yo
Konoyo de hitori shika inai itsuzai na sonzai
Atashi no
Chairo no kami mo hitomi no iro mo
Sei no hikusa mo shima no kotoba mo
Hontouni suteki yo
Umaretsuki na jibun ga suki
Kawaranai kae rare nai
Uza iko to wa iwazu ni
Me wo korashitemi tara dou na no?
Wazawaza soroe nakute mo
Juubun sekai wa utsukushii

Vic Rivers – Sometimes In April Lyrics

[Verse]
Maybe should of stayed in school get my MBA
Can’t escape your DNA, heard from NBA
Born on a bad sign, little faith in praying
Ask yourself, are you down to die for what you saying
If the truth hurts the words from my music kills
Trying to save my life, they struggle just to keep it real
This is Blade Runner, Mad Max, Tron 2
Revenge of the Synths, Stranger Things on Pro Tools
My ex from Friday The 13th finally married now
While I worry if my legacy will be carried down
Who the six to carry me when I take a bow
Hope it’s by my brothers, DNA we took a vow

[Verse]
Now these rappers on Fortnite and stream Twitch
Use to call us nerds look how quick their views switch
That’s an ammo pouch, not a shoulder bag
Russian Woods for months straight, that’s a colder brag
Some rappers say they spooky, act like Jack Nick Joker
This that Heath Ledge mixed up with Bram Stoker
Ain’t no emo rap this Nightmare trilogy horrific
Tales from the Crypt, with a pain that’s prolific
That’s word to my wrist yea I use to cut em
Almost died from the pills so I had to cut em
Now they all sad boys I don’t buy it
Now they all got loud, it smells quiet
Understand I’m just playing out my game plan
Don’t need a label sign me to Faze Clan

King Chip – Old English Lyrics (feat. Travi$ Scott)

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Tonight we live our lives
I’m gonna take you to heaven tonight
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Tonight we live our lives
I’m gonna take you to heaven tonight
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Dum da da dum da dum da dum

[Verse 1: King Chip]
Fresher than a bitch with the ratchet on me
Just case it get a little ratchet homie
Roll something up then pass it to me
King Chip so cold, bitch has to know me
Know a nigga, all I know it’s nothin’ mayne
Eatin’ pretty good while you lunchin’ mayne
Leather seat back so my nuts can hang
Don’t talk me to death, nigga f**k your name (Shut the f**k up)
Know a nigga in this bitch stuntin’ on them
Brand new tech I’m huntin homie
When I’m in my zone, give a f**k who know me
Bitch ass niggas got nothin’ on me
Know a niggas livin’ like I’m supposed to though
Every lane on the freeway, I’m supposed to hog
Hitting doughnuts in the middle of Melrose
Nigga black on black…

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Tonight we live our lives
I’m gonna take you to heaven tonight
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Tonight we live our lives
I’m gonna take you to heaven tonight
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Dum da da dum da dum da dum

[Bridge]
Holy father, please wash my sins
The holy grail has fallen over

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Tell me how I look
Got pharaoh blood in my DNA
Chardonnay, let it marinate
Paris hill sippin’ Perrier
Goo Goo Scott no Gaga
Might f**k around and just poke her face
Running red lights, you scurred?
Might f**k around and just swerve
(Wait, shut the f**k up), hallelujah
Bow down when I walk in this bitch
Ho remember that
That was just a modeling chick
9 bitches now wanna go
And tell their bitch screaming [Hallelujah]
f**king with the double x why’d you do it
Leave you hanging watch your momma mop the fluid
Now your casket close, screaming how they knew ya’

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Tonight we live our lives
I’m gonna take you to heaven tonight
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Tonight we live our lives
I’m gonna take you to heaven tonight
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Dum da da dum da dum da dum

Vic Rivers – Leaving Las Vegas Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m turning 26, I’m a man
Growing old, I’m a man
Gotta keep it moving, have to make a move
Do it for myself, so much more to prove
Four years, broken heart, nearly lost my mind
Enough about the past, all about the grind
Most these girls, all they see is dollar signs
I don’t see em either, I only see the time
You gotta make some change before you toss dimes
I might get a dance, but I won’t toss mines
You a bad one, cuz you bartend and lie?
She said u funny rapper, rehearsing lines?
Want a movie star, I can play that role
It’s Vinny Chase girl, I like you on that pole
I’m always getting faded, I’m always bent
With my Entourage, money well spent
That’s that fake rap, let’s get back to basics
I’m living right now, I’m not in the Matrix
You want to make money, you be patient
Fast money ain’t long money, I’m just saying
Plot power moves, kill songs in the booth
Share dreams, touch lives, make a lot of loot
Separated from money, it’s the root of sin
Music is my only love, that’s pure within
So I save money, when I’m older, spend money
In the end, it’s DNA, they can’t take that from me
Won’t sell my soul, you can’t pressure him
Vincent Chase, Season 8, I’m a gentlemen
Everything you need is here baby, have a toast
Let’s toast to the change, needed for our growth
Let’s toast to the days we didn’t have hope
Let’s toast to the things we gave up that was close

[Verse 2]
I miss Las Vegas, it felt like my 2nd home
You can’t stay in Paradise if you never grow
Have to chase my dreams, 8 years I been stuck
Been lost it all, been outta luck
Been seen death, angels on my bed
All those pills that I took, I swear I should of been dead
Passed out, my funeral playing in my head
Took it as a sign, you can live out dreams instead
Tired of being poor, money better for you
I need that Stringray, my brother copping one too
Drive past the haters, now we laughing at you
But don’t get it twisted, our intentions the truth

Ry23 – P.O.L.S.K.A Lyrics (feat. Lont)

[Refren: RY23 x2]
P – pazerność, O – odwaga
L – leserstwo, S – jak szatan
K – kłopoty, jak ich nie mieć w tym bagnie
A – alkohol, którego tu nie zabraknie

[Zwrotka 1: RY23]
Mam to co mam, choć nie pławię się w luksusach
Przyszłość trzymam w rękach, nie widzę jej w fusach
Pełen luzak, świt wita mnie słońcem
Więc chwytam te dni, bo znikają jak pieniądze
Jak mam to szpącę, nie mam staram się zdobyć
Zarobić, z targu dobić i się nie narobić
Tu trzeba opić każdy większy zakup
Taka już odwieczna tradycja Polaków
Nie znamy prawa ruchu i nie znamy znaków
Srać na allus, jesteśmy fanami kołpaków
Opary z baku, bo bena jest droga
Dziury w drogach, gdy blisko pójdę po nogach
Tu zima bywa sroga, lata czasami nie ma
Niechętnie wykonujemy służbowe polecenia
To Polska – nasza ziemia, ojczyzna i duma
I jaka by nie była każdy swój dom tu ma

[Refren: RY23 x2]

[Zwrotka 2: Lont]
Chyba mamy to w genach w kodzie DNA
Jedno jest pewne drugich takich jak my nie ma
Jak wielka Ziemia nie ma innego plemienia
Co piło by tyle piątek, świątek i niedziela
Tu gdy kręci się kariera pijesz Johnny Walker’a
Jak trudno Ci uzbierać to walisz denat
Wszystko na temat wokół otacza nas teatr
Typy w betach kontra bieda, ci drudzy to ściema
Bo dorobi do chleba ten kto na karku łeb ma
Mamy na to prosty schemat: coś zajebać, potem sprzedać
Zbyt umie na to wyżebrać, nie boimy się rąk brudzić
Niejeden w tym sztukmistrz nie ma co się łudzić
Tu kiedy chcesz coś kupić nie idziesz do sklepu
Bo znasz od tego ludzi, więc dzwonisz do kolegów
Którzy ogarną to w biegu, że nielegalnie to szczegół
Tak o Polaku: łatwy hajs, rozróby i alko

[Refren: RY23 x2]

Ry23 – Gen Championa Lyrics (feat. PeeRZet & DJ Liquid)

[Zwrotka 1: RY23]
Nie wiem dlaczego, ale czuję wielką chęć
Zrobienia czegoś wielkiego ziomuś przybij pięć
Chodźmy razem, nie ma dróg, których nie pokonam
Jesteśmy niezniszczalni, mamy w sobie gen czempiona
Mogą deptać po nas, ich sprawa
My nie tracimy czasu, nie czekamy na brawa
Idziemy dalej, chociaż sił już brak
Brat jeśli się poddasz pójdziesz na dno jak wrak
Ten świat to plansza gry, wchodzisz albo Cię nie ma
Nawija Ry, mieszkaniec planety Ziemia
Mówię krótko i na temat, w każdym z nas jest moc
Albo jesteś gruba ryba albo zje Cię płoć
Z nami chodź, jesteśmy pewni zwycięstwa
Klęska nie wchodzi w grę, to próba męstwa
Nie liczę na łut szczęścia, walczę o tytuł
Choć do pierwszego miejsca jest masa faworytów

[Refren: RY23 x2]
Mamy to DNA, które wybija z dna
Zmieniają się gracze, gra ta sama trwa
Zła karma znów nas omija
Wdychamy tlen, mamy ten gen, który zabija

[Zwrotka 2: Peerzet]
Po niepowodzeniach chleje, do śmietnika znoszę flaszki
I nie znoszę ich źle, źle znoszę porażki
Więc do nich nie dopuszczam nawet gdy nóż na gardle
Zmieniam prawa fizyki, stoję nawet gdy upadnę
Mam wyjebane na bzdety i opinie hejterów
Przybyłem z innej planety kilka tysięcy lat temu
Bohater z kości i krwi nadlatuje prędko
Wypierdalam Ci drzwi #Will Smith #Hancock
Kosmiczny gen czempiona, zwycięstwa rodzą gniew
Przegrane jak słabi MC’s w ogóle nie wchodzą w grę
Trzymam ice on the prize, V by powiedział “nice”
Jadę w kraj, robię blau blau i biorę swój hajs
Ich osiągnięcia są jak próżnia w świetle mych wyników
I to mnie właśnie odróżnia od tych śmiertelników
Przemuś i Ramona mają ten gen czempiona
Ślęczę ponad listą dokonań i za nas nie ręczę ziomal

[Refren: RY23 x2]

Rich Homie Quan – Probation Lyrics

[Chorus]
Pray my [?] don’t get that call ’cause she gon’ smell it on my piss
And my bitch know I’ve been f**king she can smell it on my dick
I ain’t gotta take no picture with money you can tell a nigga rich
Pay ten for this jacket in Milan look at the leather on this bitch
Look at that Plain Jane he got on now look at the bezzle on my shit
If I can’t get her nigga I don’t want her but never settle over no bitch
I ain’t never fell in love with no bitch who ain’t have my back like I had hers
Shorty show me mad love, step into the bag for her

[Verse 1]
I’ve been counting up for so long my finger get cramps
I got that water tucked under my shirt my shit getting dim
And I know my bitch ain’t pregnant she was having cramps
I don’t know none of these niggas over here but I’m gonna adapt
[?] trap to a cash room, setting up shop in a bathroom
Just like a [?] you bad news, everything around me cash rules
Talk to broke nigga I can pop it I just made a deposit I was with my dead dude
Don’t give me no respond if I ain’t ask you, naw little nigga I got her back too
A rich nigga still eating fast food, [?] dish with a little can food
Too rich to vacay to Cancun, I would’ve wifed her but she ran through
Shooters on go when the van moves, I’m a stand up guy need a standing ovation
I smoke too much I don’t know why I took a pee for probation

[Chorus]
Pray my [?] don’t get that call ’cause she gon’ smell it on my piss
And my bitch know I’ve been f**king she can smell it on my dick
I ain’t gotta take no picture with money you can tell a nigga rich
Pay ten for this jacket in Milan look at the leather on this bitch
Look at that Plain Jane he got on now look at the bezzle on my shit
If I can’t get her nigga I don’t want her but never settle over no bitch
I ain’t never fell in love with no bitch who ain’t have my back like I had hers
Shorty show me mad love, step into the bag for her

[Verse 2]
[?] on my [?] look at all this Louie we just bought
Lawyer on retainer hope my shooter don’t get trialed
Heard that dope just locked up watch me loose it with a [?]
Need me to pull some strings I get acoustic with that guitar
Run it up, run it up, run it up [?]
Count it up, count it up, count it up [?]
[?]
Forensic can’t get no DNA but they outlined him in [?]
[?] my clothes that’s the G code, take a nigga hoe, yeah repo
The GPS lost with a [?], can’t tell a op [?] week long
A nigga get popped [?] home, cut the light out we gon’ creep slow
And I pray my probation officer don’t hear this song

[Chorus]
Pray my [?] don’t get that call ’cause she gon’ smell it on my piss
And my bitch know I’ve been f**king she can smell it on my dick
I ain’t gotta take no picture with money you can tell a nigga rich
Pay ten for this jacket in Milan look at the leather on this bitch
Look at that Plain Jane he got on now look at the bezzle on my shit
If I can’t get her nigga I don’t want her but never settle over no bitch
I ain’t never fell in love with no bitch who ain’t have my back like I had hers
Shorty show me mad love, step into the bag for her

Cadell – UK Lyrics

[Verse 1]
They ain’t ever been leveling up
Says that’s he’s boiling, sekkle it down
So many mugs, wanna act thug
Me, I get tickets, sell ’em all out
Get it? Tickets, sell ’em all out
Cherish the pounds and pennies it all counts
Won’t see my DNA up on no ounce
And you won’t see my name by none of your tunes
Always a story there’s more to
I can see the lies beneath your truth
Should I shut it down or not?
He ain’t hood, check if he’s around or not
It’s just music, on road, you won’t shoot it
Tell me when the shouting stops
Up and down the country, my Gs comfy
Trust me, we’ve seen a thousand blocks

[Hook]
So black ball who and live where?
Me, I’ve got a black long stick and it’s rare
Yeah, you’re the guy in your hood
But in the UK, I’m that guy around here
Bruddas in Wales, Scotland, Northampton
Out of towners, it’s your anthem
Might just go midlands for the cheese
Or I’m in Bedfordshire tryna leave
So black ball who and live where?
Me, I’ve got a black long stick and it’s rare
Yeah, you’re the guy in your hood
But in the UK, I’m that guy around here
Bruddas in Wales, Scotland, Northampton
Out of towners, it’s your anthem
Might just go midlands for the cheese
Or I’m in Bedfordshire tryna leave

[Verse 2]
And I bet them man are any can of soup ting man
On a “let’s invest on the yout dem” plan
Pick your side cause I ain’t two-faced
Up and down the UK recruiting man
Might hear a 16 bar
And tell a boy stick to the twelve-bar blue ting
So why do so many L plates
Act like they’ve got the 12-gauge shooting man? Nah
You don’t show no management character
If he’s got dough, I’ll wrap man’s manager
My team’s 300 but loyal and savager
Just for the right green, I’ll cabbage ya
And don’t get mad at me
If he’s on point, I’ll rap man’s salary
I stock bulk on my stack like calories
Man wanna act like they’ve never had a beef

[Hook]
So black ball who and live where?
Me, I’ve got a black long stick and it’s rare
Yeah, you’re the guy in your hood
But in the UK, I’m that guy around here
Bruddas in Wales, Scotland, Northampton
Out of towners, it’s your anthem
Might just go midlands for the cheese
Or I’m in Bedfordshire tryna leave
So black ball who and live where?
Me, I’ve got a black long stick and it’s rare
Yeah, you’re the guy in your hood
But in the UK, I’m that guy around here
Bruddas in Wales, Scotland, Northampton
Out of towners, it’s your anthem
Might just go midlands for the cheese
Or I’m in Bedfordshire tryna leave

Natalia Nykiel – Zagadka Pawiego Wzoru Lyrics

[Zwrotka 1]
Egzotyczne dywany, blady świt
Rozlane mleko czerwień zmienia w róż, cicho tu
Odcisk buta nieznany, jeden włos
Na ostrzu noża czas zatrzymał się, 6:02

[Refren]
Ktoś zadał cios, pierwszy cios
I trafił w ścianę, zapalił się lont
Stłoczonych zdarzeń odezwał się głos
Zza siedmiu gór i mórz
Ktoś oddał strzał, pierwszy strzał
Kulą w płot wycelował, a ta
Zmieniła lot i nie dało się już
Podzielić nic na pół

[Zwrotka 2]
Rozstrzelane talerze w pawi wzór
Podłoga trzeszczy pod naciskiem stóp, zimno tu
W popielniczce zastany biały jeż
Na grzbiecie dźwiga niewidoczny ślad, DNA

[Refren]
Ktoś zadał cios, pierwszy cios
I trafił w ścianę, zapalił się lont
Stłoczonych zdarzeń odezwał się głos
Zza siedmiu gór i mórz
Ktoś oddał strzał, pierwszy strzał
Kulą w płot wycelował, a ta
Zmieniła lot i nie dało się już
Podzielić nic na pół

[Most]
Ona i on tutaj byli
Wino wypili do dna
O co się tak pokłócili
Nikt się nie dowie i tak

[Refren]
Ktoś zadał cios, pierwszy cios
I trafił w ścianę, zapalił się lont
Stłoczonych zdarzeń odezwał się głos
Zza siedmiu gór i mórz
Ktoś oddał strzał, pierwszy strzał
Kulą w płot wycelował, a ta
Zmieniła lot i nie dało się już
Podzielić nic na pół

Cadell – World War Iii Lyrics

[Verse]
Enough of the mischief
Claim to be hotting me, you never did shit
I show no emotion
You’re only saying my name for promotion
And if you both make friends right now
You’d still be the one that got dosing
How you gonna be disappointed? Just phone him
I’m the reason you roll with 18 man to a show
King of the industry plants
And nobody wants your crown
Shoulda said “suck your mum”
But then you might suck your mum and go upside down
Knew it was fake, but suck your mum anyway
Don’t care if anyone comes for mum anyway
See me in the flesh, and I’ll up my gun anyway
You just run your gums
Didn’t wanna say none
Enough of your son anyway
Mum, why you never tell your son, “Stop lying”?
Wouldn’t even ride for your bredrin dying
Thinks that he’s got one ahead, alright
Just wanted to see you and your bredrin fight
But man put who in a rizzla?
Dad don’t care where your mum and her wigs are
Didn’t really take it there but I’m nasty
Now I’m letting off at your sister
She looks like she’s ready for a wrestling match
Be surprised if anyone dicked her
Be surprised if they ain’t looking at you and your friends at family mixtures
Good mental health won’t protect that girl
Being broken, but it’s an illness
How you gonna lie about G-check?
Anything to get mob ties
I’m sick of these niggas
Don’t know how I’m wrong or deserve it, someone explain
I’ll flip at these niggas
Right now Michael’s getting what’s coming to him
I heard that Jama got suttin’ from him
But if Michael swears on Abigail’s life that he hotted me up
God’s bugging on him
‘Cause he knows you make money off him
And you are not hard, just tryna blend in
I walked out, you was there tryna smoke
Told you try me and you won’t go home (Facts)
You just said you weren’t tryna diss me
Then you told your boy to lower his tone (Facts)
They let you in the 12
I only had a plus 3
Those went home
And still nobody done shit
I swear on your family and my own at home
Why do you tell MC’s stories?
Make the next one interesting for me
Speak on me but that man raps poorly
I’m his dad, someone tump for me
I murk you, the label here
If not, they don’t know your face is there
Hip Hop, you might have the status
It’s not the one for mum’s faking here
Welcome to East
Where your girl turns to freak
And you ain’t gotta pull ’round here
If you hide from you, then she cool ’round here
And you ain’t gonna lay down rules down here
So warring me? You best look R&B
Instead of telling lies on me
Because I know you
And better yet, I know me
And I could never hide from beef (Oi, Michael)
Stormzy, suck your mum
You don’t crash
G-check who? You was begging it, shush
He just had Jorja Smith in his face
Now he’s tryna do drill songs like Woosh
You love your mum so much then swear on her life that you won’t say nuttin’ [?] beef
If I hear anymore lies on roundhouse, you’ll get a roundhouse kick in your teeth (I’ll do that)
And I heard it was a crash at roundhouse
But the crash at roundhouse weren’t me
They believe anything they hear on machines
That’s why I don’t really care about memes
Everytimes talking shit on the 5th
Gonna be friendly by the 14th
Heard that they chat about me on the 14th
But, you could never test this corner
Just did a DNA test on Big Mike again, check I’m the MC’s father
And I’m gonna send for your mum
Don’t remember your mum
We could do remembering after
Last time I sent for you man coulda ended your mum
The people that dressed in [?]
All because I knew my pen was harder
And in the 02, your friends did nada
That’s right
Flipz didn’t flip
Your chick done a dick and blamed you and left in drama
I mean grime didn’t work, you floated to gospel
Praying I don’t get you after
Used to wake up and see your face and have to face the day after
So how could you hate your father?
Yo, Stormzy, nobodies scared of you
Don’t wanna be like [?] of you
People learnt to make grime like us
People learnt to be weird like you
And in my point of view
I never really saw the point of you
Like, Novelist fair enough, that was worth it
But, I could never heard Ghetts off you
And I always knew, I was better than you (Brap)
Crud? Done crud better than you
Dubs? Done dubs better than you
Your mum, and she spits better than you
You’re mad, you ain’t as hard as me
Or brave or got the same heart as me
I know many man that clarted Maya
But none of them could give clart like me (Clart like me)

[Outro]
And if you really want smoke, find me in the rasclart field
Suck your f**king mum, bruv
Ever, ever, ever make me come into the studio for you ever again
Yeah?
To tell people, that you ain’t better than me
Yeah?
And I swear to God, I will write to your f**king contract into the floor bruv
Warner will phone you and tell you they don’t want no parts of you bruv
Real talks

Yelawolf – Keep on Rollin Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
One, two, one

[Verse 1: Cub da CookUpBoss]
Salute me when you see me bitch, I’m the cook up boss
[?] life up in this bitch, now you gotta break me off
I party like a rockstar, you see me hoe
Henny where I put in work, best believe it hoe
See I am not a rapper, although, I’m something else
So I’ma turn it up a notch ’cause I don’t need these niggas help
Fuck y’all, not you, I mean all of y’all
I’m ESPN with this rappin’ shit, check my stats on how I ball
My elevator goin’ up, I’m never slowin’ up
‘Cause they gonna need a little more than lean
‘Cause I’m never givin’ up
I focused like I’m on some adderall
I got no review and no brakes, and I’m runnin’ out of patience

[Chorus: Yelawolf]
I don’t know where I’m goin’
I just know where I’ve been, I’ve been, yeah
I just keep on rollin’
Wherever the wind is blowin’, blowin’, yeah

[Verse 2: Big Henry]
Look at all this blood on my hands
Look at all these hands on my plate
Niggas that say that they real
They be the first ones to hate
Look at all the shit in my life
Did a lot of dirt to get stripes
But at the end of that night
Still need more than sacrifice
I’m the solo Orlando
Quartez [?] my family
We still goin’ commando, any business gets handled
Once the picture is painted, ain’t no way we can swerve
Get out what we put in, everything we deserve
Feelin’ good, feelin’ great, flights in and out of state
Must be in my DNA, the way I keep this shit straight
Fist full everyday, clips fool everyday
For whoever wanna play, boy I’m bustin’ out the gate

[Chorus: Yelawolf]
I don’t know where I’m goin’
I just know where I’ve been, I’ve been, yeah
I just keep on rollin’
Wherever the wind is blowin’, blowin’, yeah

[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
Uh, kinda like a Friday I feel
Kinda like a highway I feel, yeah
Hard white like a coke deal
Rollin’ with a spoke on the front wheel
Hardly in the wind, I’m tuned in
Let the grips underneath my rings, my teeth bling
Permanent pirate, slum to the dirt
Crown me king, imperial poet
Lace my bud with LSD
Picture me floatin’ at 16
Play with the ouija board ’til the Devil lost his focus
Mental wars, built me up
Veteran soldier, pistol totin’
Sharp as a sickle, drippin’, broken
Wish you would, I ain’t hopin’
Like a creek to an ocean eventually connects
I found my way into that wave and rode it with respect
Now some of these country boys are rappin’, but have no intellect
No introspective on the genre, just out there for that check
But fuck the world, I’m no lie detector
And if you’re conscious does not affect ya
[?] find investors
Monetize the lies you perfected
That’s a slippery slope to no end
But hey, that’s the way it goes then
After the show they close in
When you’re burning the wick at both ends

[Chorus: Yelawolf]
I don’t know where I’m goin’
I just know where I’ve been, I’ve been, yeah
I just keep on rollin’
Wherever the wind is blowin’, blowin’, yeah

[Outro]
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Jidenna – 85 to Africa Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Uh, yeah
I need a new conversation
I need a new obligation
Sick of niggas consumed by the matrix
And their white people rude allegations
I took my crew on vacation
[?], amazed them
Uh, now they gon’ do DNA shit
Most of y’all hopin’ you are from Lagos
Used to hope we were cool like Jamaicans
Barbancourt ’cause I grew up with Haitians
Mama wanna seduce my relations
Back in [?]
Who you thought juju out from Salem?
Churches told me that you are from Satan
In blue [?]
They sent my crew

[Chorus]
Yeah
Look at how I planned it, I had my hand in
Look at how I got these niggas acting up (Yeah)
Somethin’ in the land where niggas run the planet (Yeah)
And everybody that be white are packin’ up
Ridin’ through Atlanta, went and got abandoned
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
Look at how I planned it, I had my hand in
Look at how I got these niggas acting up (Yeah)
Somethin’ in the land where niggas run the planet (Yeah)
And everybody that be white are packin’ up
Ridin’ through Atlanta, went and got abandoned
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
Go hard, drop, baby, just back it up

[Verse 2]
Do it sound like a new conversation?
We still talkin’ ’bout Jewish and Asians
Talkin’ how to improve our relations
Nowaday nigga, who got the patience?
Let’s go vacate by the pool in Rwanda, right?
Ay, it’s a new propaganda
[?]

[Chorus]
Yeah
Look at how I planned it, I had my hand in
Look at how I got these niggas acting up
Somethin’ in the land where niggas run the planet
And everybody that be white are packin’ up
Ridin’ through Atlanta, went and got abandoned
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
Uh, look at how I planned it, I had my hand in
Look at how I got these niggas acting up (Yeah)
Somethin’ in the land where niggas run the planet (Yeah)
And everybody that be white are packin’ up
Ridin’ through Atlanta, went and got abandoned
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
Go hard, drop, baby, just back it up

[Outro]
Kiss my ass, yeah, kiss my [?], [?]

Louis Tomlinson – Two of Us (Acoustic) Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
It’s been a minute since I called you
Just to hear the answerphone
Yeah, I know that you won’t get this
But I’ll leave a message so I’m not alone
This morning I woke up still dreaming
With memories playing through my head
You’ll never know how much I miss you
The day that they took you, I wish it was me instead

[Pre-Chorus]
But you once told me, “Don’t give up
You can do it day by day”
And diamonds, they don’t turn to dust or fade away

[Chorus]
So I will keep you, day and night, here until the day I die
I’ll be living one life for the two of us
I will be the best of me, always keep you next to me
I’ll be living one life for the two of us
Even when I’m on my own, I know I won’t be alone
Tattooed on my heart are the words of your favourite song
I know you’ll be looking down, swear I’m gonna make you proud
I’ll be living one life for the two of us

[Post-Chorus]
One life for the two of us

[Verse 2]
I could feel your blood run through me
You’re written in my DNA
Looking back in every mirror
I know you’ll be waiting, I’ll see you again

[Pre-Chorus]
But you once told me, “Don’t give up
You can do it day by day”
And diamonds, they don’t turn to dust or fade away, fade away

[Chorus]
So I will keep you, day and night, here until the day I die
I’ll be living one life for the two of us
I will be the best of me, always keep you next to me
I’ll be living one life for the two of us
Even when I’m on my own, I know I won’t be alone
Tattooed on my heart are the words of your favourite song
I know you’ll be looking down, swear I’m gonna make you proud
I’ll be living one life for the two of us

[Bridge]
I promised you I’d do this
So all of this is all for you
Oh, I swear to God you’re living
Through everything I’ll ever do

[Chorus]
So I will keep you, day and night, here until the day I die
I’ll be living one life for the two of us
I will be the best of me, always keep you next to me
I’ll be living one life for the two of us
Even when I’m on my own, I know I won’t be alone
Tattooed on my heart are the words of your favourite song
I know you’ll be looking down, swear I’m gonna make you proud
I’ll be living one life for the two of us

[Post-Chorus]
One life for the two of us

[Outro]
We’ll end just like we started
Just you and me and no one else
I will hold you where my heart is
One life for the two of us

URLtv – T-Top vs. Geechi Gotti Lyrics

{Iron Solomon comes out and says he doesn’t have an opponent yet for Summer Madness 8 and will battle whoever wins this}

[Round 1: Geechi Gotti]
Ain’t you supposed to be on strike?
Heard you was mad at URL cause they wasn’t payin’ you right
But instead you up here rappin’, so there’s only one thing I gotta say here tonight
NIGGA YOU’S A BITCH
Enough witcha fake ass
This ratchet gettin’ dumped over the head like her face trashed
The face mask, and some gloves on, you know I’m not finna play
Put the gun in ya mouth
Now remember, if you choke Smack dockin’ ya pay
Yo Top where you stay?
I’ll show up to ya spot with the damn work
Y’all will see T get tied up in the front like a fag searched him
The Mag burst
A full clip, no bullshit
Bitch I ain’t stutter, a round cover ya top like The Chronic cover
Now y’all cover ya eyes, if you don’t wanna see the boy T be clapped
Back shot, his disc skippin’ like a CD scratch
Nigga we be strapped, with all kinda different Glocks
Catch you laid up wit’ ya bitch, you and her gettin’ shot
Soon as the trigger pop, they gon’ find her laid back with a head in her lap, look like she gettin’ top
Now look, I just got rid of a Shotgun, now a nigga owe me a pump
You sittin’ here lookin’, cause you just try to show me you tough
Baow, knock ya stomach over there, nigga go witcha gut
What the fuck?
Y’all got me battlin’ this nigga, he a shell of himself
Close range, shootin’ with the arm over the nose, look like I’m smellin’ myself
Nigga self made, ask around
They’ll tell you, “Gotti don’t care he trippin’.”
Head shot will turn Bizzy The Bear into Bizzy barely livin’
I live what I rap
Baow, they know I love them guns sounds, that’s how I know that he clapped
The homies like, “Chill, Gotti you makin’ way too much noise wit’ the strap. Put a silencer on it.”
Nigga for what? After he dead he get a whole fuckin’ moment for that
Nigga who got ya back?
DNA? K? Tell me what Shine ’bout
He get a leg shot, Smith fuckin’ up Cavs (calves) like JR ain’t call that timeout
The nine out, I’ma bust mines then
So much blood on cuz, all you gon’ see is Rain covering Shine like, “I’ma just tuck mines in.”
Nigga, that shit you did to R Streetz was wack, that’s when I knew you was weak
Typical sucker, got him a lil’ money then he turned his back on the Streetz
But see I fuck with R Streetz, so to me that shit was gay
Cause I remember that shit
You was walkin’ around that whole event like, “Buy my mixtape king.”
On Nutty
All of a sudden you got on stage and you ain’t got shit to say?
Well bitch let’s play
I’ll put this T in a box like it’s Desiigner or some shit
Then show up to your funeral like, “Aye Carolina in this bitch?!”
No! If Top get a round then Top get a round
Head shot, hospital gown
He paralyzed so now wheelchair is the only way Top get around (a round)
On the block I was found, now I’m the hottest in this shit
You can ask the people to vote, I got the hood shit on lock from the street shit I quote
I heard you brought yo’ mama to this battle…she must be proud to see you go to war with the Loc
Crackhead bitch only showed up cause she heard your opponent was dope
Bro you a joke
Ever since UFF, you been losin’ it Top
You went from Surf all the way to me, that ought to tell you somethin’ about you and your stock
Nigga you really flopped
See you supposed to be battlin’ niggas like Tay, nigga not me
But you been on that losin’ streak
I think he deserve to get that focused Top
Plus you might wanna spar wit’ ya mama befo’ that one
She can give you plenty tips about smokin’ Roc(k)
Yo bro just stop
The fo’ fo’ black; Barack Obama
I heard you got a baby on the way…that’s gonna bring all types of problems
Soon as she poke her head out, I’m airing her head out
She gettin’ smacked with a lot of shots
The good news, you ain’t gotta buy a casket, you can just stick that bitch back in her mama box
I lot of shots
Soon as we stop Top, he got God
Blaow, it’ll be mo’ blood on T(ee) than Rickey shirt when he got shot
The Glock hot, Top get twisted
Oh he the dread head, the coroner’s lookin’ at the body like “Ha ha. That nigga DEAD dead.”
And all these niggas, rockin’ this Yak Man shit, thinkin’ that that curse shit a joke
Rockin’ a cigarillo brand and wonder why y’all keep gettin’ smoke
Now look, Yak, just provide me the figures
It’s only right if Al Kapone (Capone) fuck wit’ a Mafia nigga
And when it’s real, y’all can tell, y’all can see it in they eyes
It’s yo’ turn see if you can make niggas believe them lies
Nigga time

[Round 1: T-Top]
I said yo
You right bro
When I heard Smack made 2.5 bitch, it was one of my worst nights
Brizz said, “Top I got my machete I’m on the first flight.”
Now I know why Nu Jerzey Twork had to go and steal a purse twice
Found out what Tay Roc was makin’ and not know why he use the word “light”
Beasley said, “Top this is the world’s most respected, but this is not the way you earn stripes.”
I told him, “Nigga, ante up befo’ you find out a purge like.”
Y’all see me front page of the paper
Some of my niggas still have to serve life
So I could give a fuck about URL I’m tryin’ to avoid my third strike
Nigga, you heard right
Free my niggas in the halfway house
That mean they half way in but they half way out
I remember cribs, we was makin’ [?] blaze out
I wanted an ounce but seein’ how a hand plays out
I make you do it or find out what my stab game ’bout
I made him turn himself in like his last day out
Bitch, speakin’ of last day out, you said in January you was goin’ to prison for a year, we was countin’ too
I guess he got a five minute sentence, then got out in two
Y’all Locs really be pullin’ strings, huh? Well why y’all gotta keep us out the loop?
It seem like every time a Crip go to jail they come straight home…out the blue
First it was the blogs, like, “Yo, I’m ’bout to battle for my life.”
Then his jail sentence went bye, faster than my strike
Ain’t that a bitch?
For that reason, we can never sell bricks with each other
If you can’t sit and do ya time, nigga we can’t even sit with each other
Nigga, it make sense why him and Tsu Surf dissin’ each other
Niggas prolly wanna battle so they can snitch on each other
And that ain’t the type of bullshit that we let slide
If you ain’t snitchin’ than let me see ya PSI
And PS, I, ain’t met a group of solid Crips since the GS9
So even though he ain’t do his time, and as funny as it looks
I was the one who offered to put money on ya books
Don’t forget it
I know this a battle so don’t admit it
Cause bitch niggas like you worry about ya image
Like when he did his Gangland show, we wanted to see where them pistols at
Nigga scrap that, at least let us know how they pitchin’ packs
But Geechi bitch ass was the tour guide, picture that
I nigga from the Mafia turnin’ into the biggest rat
Aye, he said, “This alley right here cuz is where we fuck the bitches at
Right here by the [?] is where we do our Crippin’ at
Last week at the dice game we blew a nigga’s biscuit back-”
Snitchin’ ass, you let ’em mic you up like the shit was SMACK
Then you had them niggas behind you like, “Cuz spittin’ facts.”
Shit was sad, if we was the Nuttys we would’ve whipped ya ass and took ya flag
That’s how I know he was a decoy walkin’
Cause if he was really puttin’ in work
They would’ve had his face blacked out with the deep voice talkin’
We’ve seen those often, it would’ve went like, “Yo this Bae Loc. I was the man in ’09
Big trapper, everything from grams to whole pies
My bundles? Came with a stamp on both sides.”
But they showed ya face cause you was talkin’ ’bout hair the whole time
Bro, you really sell hair weave bro?
Aight, I guess it’s all a grind
But tryin’ to take yo’ talent to prison, boy you done lost yo’ mind
He said, “Listen up everybody. I ain’t gon’ take up all ya time
But you can get the Pusha T’s the Iverson’s, I do all designs.”
A nigga yelled out from his cell, “I like stars in mine.”
He said, “Come, fall in line. You know we do those all the time.”
And that’s the reason Gotti shouldn’t be glorified
He a bitch, I seen more man in his daughter eyes
You saw them guys, what he starin’ at son?
He was yellin’ “Criiiiip” until some damage get done
My man backed out, I said, “Hand me that gun.”
Next time he throw a sign up in his whip, it gon’ be a handicap one
I will handicap son, this as real as it get
Expose him kissin’ a pop like Gilly Da Kid
I hope I get the same thing they gave Bill for the shit
(Why?)
Cause I can do a 3 to 10 just for peelin’ (pillin’) a bitch
I’m really convinced
When we found out Twork was fuckin’ Coffee Brown in Vegas you were salty
I mean, you ain’t say no hatin’ shit, but ya face did all the talkin’
Twork said soon as he fell asleep that bitch ate it on a softy
I said, “Nigga we watched DNA fold ya (Folgers)”
He said, “Yeah, the best part was wakin’ up to Coffee.”
The best part of waking up is Coffee in yo’ cup
Aye, I’m just shakin’ up his coffin to make sure he don’t sleep right
I break his hand to pieces, the nigga can’t even peace right
Chopper on me, Geechi Gotti better learn to weave right
Or his head tapped like he ain’t do a bitch weave right
Concrete nigga!

[Round 2: Geechi Gotti]
You gonna talk some gang shit to me? Like you really ridin’ or somethin’
“Geechi should’ve blurred his face out” only niggas doin’ that must be hidin’ from somethin’
He said I need to have home games to win
Stop it clown until Smack throw an event in my hood, all my battles is out of town
I’m from Compton, I don’t feel comfortable unless the Glock around
Cause the same niggas that’ll lift you up, will turn around an knock you down
Let’s get down to the truth
Cause the moment you joined NWX, Brizz joined Cave Gang and you was mad about that
So pretendin’ that you not is what we not gon’ do
You and cuz came in together, you was like damn Brizz
You was mad, why he could not go witchu
It instantly reminded you of the relationship witcha mother
Cause now another person that you love chose Roc(k) over you
You a fuck boy Top, let the truth be told
Any nigga that’ll sell is moms a rock will prolly sell his soul
You not even a drug dealer, you just a nigga that dealt drugs befo’
Had a couple of double ups, prolly graduated to an ounce but nothin’ mo’
So all that king pen shit in ya raps, you just stuntin’ wit’ that
You ain’t had no boats, bricks, bundles of crack
Enough wit’ the cap, cause you ain’t seen no real money til you start fuckin’ wit’ SMACK
Nigga, Smack made you, but you ungrateful
So they pay me to kill The Bear
Up here talkin’ all this shit, that’s why I don’t feel The Bear
Cause if it wasn’t for them niggas, cub wouldn’t be shit
Be basically showed us how to Build-A-Bear
They gave you the platform to build ya brand, but you ungrateful
Up here actin’ like, “Niggas need me”
Smack, that’s exactly why you shouldn’t have fed The Bear, them bitches greedy
You was up there on AngryFan, soundin’ straight soft
Followin’ Hitman, when every time he got booked, it was big plates
That nigga ate off (Adolf)
Can you not see (Nazi) y’all in different tax brackets?
That’s not the nigga you should talk through
He gassed you up, you ain’t even realize all the bread you was gonna let Holla cost (Holocaust) you
I should off you, but I know you niggas, they hoe you niggas
Got you signed to them slave deals
Worried about that 2.5, get that shit out ya mind
Cause unless Smack take ya bitch ass to dinner, you ain’t gettin’ a paid meal
I stay real, now right about now I feel like spittin’ on you
Cause you started to strike for these niggas, now it’s time to get ya casket, see which one of them will pick it (picket) for you
Nigga you been disloyal, I could never shit on URL
They done did mo’ fo’ me than any of these leagues since a nigga been rappin’
Especially you, you low key one of the bummiest battle rappers
So befo’ this little bit of money I can only imagine
He literally made you from the dirt like God did Adam
EVEn if you don’t believe this yo’ daddy, we do
That’s some shit we don’t gotta go to Maury for
How come you always opening ya mouth sayin’ some shit, then you gotta turn around and say “sorry” for?
You know why? Cause he disrespected Kenneka
They made ya bitch ass apologize
Then you disrespected URL, niggas made ya bitch ass apologize
But he want y’all to believe, that nigga was sellin’ dope to the fiends
Late night he had to stand on the curb
Nigga please, you can’t even stand on ya word!
Word up
Anything I say I can stand on it
I learned from a kid you gotta stay down
I found out every bird don’t fly, once I took the work on a Greyhound
You niggas is straight clown, fake beefin’
I should call you niggas actors
Make sure it was sealed tight enough so a dog couldn’t smell it
My only issue with a (w)rapper
You not a factor
Ever since 12 years old, I’ve been gang bangin’
I’m thankin’ God I ain’t gotta spend my life in prison
You arguin’ with Smack and Beasley tryin’ to make a deal
Nigga, in court we had to take a deal
Strikes is different
Nigga, our lives is different
I’m good anywhere, just ask any of the street niggas I know
Answer me this, how cuz a Bear but he can’t step foot in Chicago?
Drago, I’ll put a hit on Melvin, close range wit’ the red dot
Baow, got Melvin lickin’ the bald head like you got Jodie in a headlock
Nigga the FEDS hot, so I gotta watch how I act T
They said his back against the wall, you might finna black T
Relax T, you came here to lose ya life T
Ya mama put ya face on a shirt, now you a white tee
You light T(ea), you a Diet Brisk, this a hired hit
Matter of fact, I’m comin’ straight to ya do’, I ain’t ask you
Think TLC: code word: No Scrubs
(What that mean?)
If you see me hangin’ out the passenger side of my best friend ride, I ain’t tryin’ to holla at you
The Llama splash you, when you got that gun in yo’ hand you feelin’ like you got more than power
Baow, now them shells in you fat boy ain’t corn or flower
Them hollow tips, man I’m a real life robber, I done hit about 50 licks
You even tried to spend $100,000 amongst 50 Crips?
The .50 clip, so when I bear arms, the strap’s beside his Bear arms
BAOW! BAOW! I ain’t never shot it like this, guess I’m in rare form
And when it’s real, y’all can tell, y’all can see it in they eyes
Go ‘head, it’s yo’ turn to dance around see if they can believe them lies
Nigga time

[Round 2: T-Top]

Giggs – Smacked With The Butt Of The Gun Lyrics

[Intro: Fix Dot’M]
Uh, we’re gonna steam roll ‘em on this one, real talk
Jheez, Fix, wow, What you don’t know my name?
Fix Dot’M

[Verse 1: Fix Dot’M]
Ah, I can take your pain way
Like Sylar remove your headtop, take your brain away
Fuck a rainy day, cuz I blatantly rave
I was made to stay
I be getting it hard, so I’m spending it, DNA chain
My God, they frozen my blood in my necklace
We roll up, me, buck and eff’ing Giggs
Start dumping, pitch niggas, sever wigs
And if you bitch niggas ever snitch
I’ve got something that’ll take the tip off the Everest
Look, I’ll take the piss out of everything
Spit ‘til the shit click, spit ‘til I’ve emptied it
Slip something out, then slip something in again, raaah
Tooly’ll injure him
This ain’t a movie try picturing
Look, but don’t try pitching me
‘cause this shit buss like 63 (get it), come on stick with me
Listen my punches are insane, they drop nice on your ear like an earring
Mind I take you to the streets where I grind work
I can tell you how to eat, not on my turf
Show you how a 9 work
Show you how 1 shot will let a nigga float like an iceberg
Jheez

[Chorus: Giggs & Fix Dot’M]
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Had to get one in your lung
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Had to get one in your lung

[Verse 2: Giggs]
Jheez!
These niggas know my partner, colt 4 fizzy’s my devoted barker
Talked up first, Ima load it after
Have your white tee looking like a squashed “tomatah”
Roll through gaza, phone on charge
Buck boys ringing me, told me park up (skrrt)
Sluts eyes digging me, loads of laughter
Make moves and my pockets will be bulging after
MMM!
Right now Im cane’in the underground
Me, Hollowman, coz I came with another sound
Yea I got straps, but I ain’t one of them loud mother fuckers that be waving a gun around
Jheez!
When my shotty raise up, and you spot gets sprayed up
It will make your little pussio posse wake up
I’ll lock it and pop it, then blow out, chill out
With a zoobie while sipping convousier cups, ooo
Violent squad, silent shot, and Im fresh of the island what
Walk in a stylish top and the bird on its looking kinda Lyle and Scott, what
Hand on my knife, YG left, Spen stands on the right
And I got my gang on a hype
Rolling round to Movado screaming out “Gangsta Fi Life”

[Chorus: Giggs & Fix Dot’M]
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Had to get one in your lung
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Had to get one in your lung

Damian Marley – Patience lyrics

Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkontê
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kiye ni kêra môgô
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkontê
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kagni ni kêra môgô

Some of the smartest dummies
Can’t read the language of Egyptian mummies
An’ a fly go a moon
And can’t find food for the starving tummies
Pay no mind to the youths

Cause it’s not like the future depends on it
But save the animals in the zoo
Cause the chimpanzee dem a make big money
This is how the media pillages

On the TV the picture is savages in villages
And the scientist still can’t explain the pyramids, huh
Evangelists making a living on the videos of ribs
Of the little kids, stereotyping the image of the images

And this is what the image is, you buy a khaki pants
And all of a sudden you say a Indiana Jones
An’ a thief out gold and thief out the scrolls
And even the buried bones
Some of the worst paparazzis I’ve ever seen and I ever known

Put the worst on display so the world can see
And that’s all they will ever show so the ones in the west
Will never move east and feel like they could be at home
Dem get tricked by the beast

But a where dem ago flee when the monster is fully grown?
Solomonic linage whe dem still can’t defeat
And them coulda never clone, my spiritual DNA
That print in my soul and I will forever own Lord

Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkontê
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kiye ni kêra môgô
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkontê
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kagni ni kêra môgô

Huh, we born not knowing, are we born knowing all?
We growing wiser, are we just growing tall?
Can you read thoughts, can you read palms?
Huh, can you predict the future, can you see storms, coming?

The earth was flat if you went too far you would fall off
Now the earth is round if the shape change again
Everybody woulda start laugh
The average man can’t prove of most of the things
That he chooses to speak of

And still won’t research
And find out the root of the truth that you seek of
Scholars teach in Universities
And claim that they’re smart and cunning

Tell them find a cure when we sneeze
And that’s when their nose start running
And the rich get stitched up, when we get cut
Man a heal dem broken bones in the bush with the wed mud

Can you read signs, can you read stars?
Can you make peace, can you fight war?
Can you milk cows, even though you drive cars
Huh, can you survive, against all odds, now?

Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkontê
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kiye ni kêra môgô
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkontê
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kagni ni kêra môgô

Who wrote the Bible, who wrote the Qur’an?
And was it a lightning storm
That gave birth to the earth
And then dinosaurs were born? Damn

Who made up words, who made up numbers?
And what kind of spell is mankind under?
Everything on the planet we preserve and can it
Microwaved it and try it
No matter what we’ll survive it

What’s hu, what’s man, what’s human?
Anything along the land we consuming
Eatin’, deletin’, ruin, trying to get paper
Gotta have land, gotta have acres

So I can sit back like Jack Nicholson
Watch niggas play the game like the lakers
In a world full of 52 fakers
Gypsies, seances, mystical prayers

You superstitious? Throw salt over your shoulders
Make a wish for the day
‘Cause like somebody got a doll of me
Stickin’ needles in my arteries but I can’t feel it

Sometimes it’s like ‘pardon me
But I got a real big spirit’, I’m fearless, I’m fearless
Don’t you try and grab hold of my soul
It’s like a military soldier since seven years old

I held real dead bodies in my arms
Felt their body turn cold, oh
Why we born in the first place
If this is how we gotta go? Damn

Calum Scott – If Our Love Is Wrong lyrics

[Verse 1]
I don’t know how I should say it
In my mind, it’s every word, that they don’t wanna hear
I don’t know how they might take it
Maybe you can take the pressure, and make it disappear
Throw out the inhibition
You make me feel a feeling that I’ve never felt before
I don’t know if they’re gonna like it
But that only makes me want it more

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’m nobody’s but yours

[Chorus]
If it’s me, and if it’s you
And if our love is wrong
Then I don’t ever wanna be right
I don’t ever wanna be right
If it’s real, and if it’s true
And if our love is wrong
Then I don’t ever wanna be right
I don’t ever wanna be right

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, yeah, oh
I just want you to be mine

[Verse 2]
Why would I need their permission
Skin and bones, I’m only human
It’s in my DNA
Suffocating just to fit in
Why do I care what people say

[Pre-Chorus]
Cause I’m nobody’s but yours

[Chorus]
If it’s me, and if it’s you
And if our love is wrong
Then I don’t ever wanna be right
I don’t ever wanna be right
If it’s real, and if it’s true
And if our love is wrong
Then I don’t ever wanna be right
I don’t ever wanna be right

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, yeah, oh
I just want you to be mine

[Outro]
Oh, yeah, oh
I just want you to be mine

Kendrick Lamar – DNA. lyrics

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
I got, I got, I got, I got—
Loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
Cocaine quarter piece, got war and peace inside my DNA
I got power, poison, pain and joy inside my DNA
I got hustle though, ambition flow inside my DNA
I was born like this, since one like this, immaculate conception
I transform like this, perform like this, was Yeshua new weapon
I don’t contemplate, I meditate, then off your fucking head
This that put-the-kids-to-bed
This that I got, I got, I got, I got—
Realness, I just kill shit ’cause it’s in my DNA
I got millions, I got riches buildin’ in my DNA
I got dark, I got evil, that rot inside my DNA
I got off, I got troublesome heart inside my DNA
I just win again, then win again like Wimbledon, I serve
Yeah, that’s him again, the sound that engine in is like a bird
You see fireworks and Corvette tire skrrt the boulevard
I know how you work, I know just who you are
See, you’s a, you’s a, you’s a—
Bitch, your hormones prolly switch inside your DNA
Problem is, all that sucker shit inside your DNA
Daddy prolly snitched, heritage inside your DNA
Backbone don’t exist, born outside a jellyfish, I gauge
See, my pedigree most definitely don’t tolerate the front
Shit I’ve been through prolly offend you, this is Paula’s oldest son
I know murder, conviction
Burners, boosters, burglars, ballers, dead, redemption
Scholars, fathers dead with kids and
I wish I was fed forgiveness
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, soldier’s DNA (soldier’s DNA)
Born inside the beast, my expertise checked out in second grade
When I was 9, on cell, motel, we didn’t have nowhere to stay
At 29, I’ve done so well, hit cartwheel in my estate
And I’m gon’ shine like I’m supposed to, antisocial extrovert
And excellent mean the extra work
And absentness what the fuck you heard
And pessimists never struck my nerve
And Nazareth gonna plead his case
The reason my power’s here on earth
Salute the truth, when the prophet say

[Bridge: Kendrick Lamar & Geraldo Rivera]
I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
This is why I say that hip hop has done more damage to young African Americans than racism in recent years
I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
I live a better life, I’m rollin’ several dice, fuck your life
I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
I live a be-, fuck your life
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
This is my heritage, all I’m inheritin’
Money and power, the maker of marriages

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Tell me somethin’
You mothafuckas can’t tell me nothin’
I’d rather die than to listen to you
My DNA not for imitation
Your DNA an abomination
This how it is when you in the Matrix
Dodgin’ bullets, reapin’ what you sow
And stackin’ up the footage, livin’ on the go
And sleepin’ in a villa
Sippin’ from a Grammy and walkin’ in the buildin’
Diamond in the ceilin’, marble on the floors
Beach inside the window, peekin’ out the window
Baby in the pool, godfather goals
Only Lord knows I’ve been goin’ hammer
Dodgin’ paparazzi, freakin’ through the cameras
Eat at Four Daughters, Brock wearin’ sandals
Yoga on a Monday, stretchin’ to Nirvana
Watchin’ all the snakes, curvin’ all the fakes
Phone never on, I don’t conversate
I don’t compromise, I just penetrate
Sex, money, murder—these are the breaks
These are the times, level number 9
Look up in the sky, 10 is on the way
Sentence on the way, killings on the way
Motherfucker, I got winners on the way
You ain’t shit without a body on your belt
You ain’t shit without a ticket on your plate
You ain’t sick enough to pull it on yourself
You ain’t rich enough to hit the lot and skate
Tell me when destruction gonna be my fate
Gonna be your fate, gonna be our faith
Peace to the world, let it rotate
Sex, money, murder—our DNA

[Video Outro]
DNA, DNA
Real nigga in my DNA
Ain’t no ho inside my DNA
Drippin’ gold inside my DNA
Power shows inside my DNA
DNA
Real nigga in my DNA
Ain’t no ho inside my DNA

Pries – Deuce Deuce

[Intro]
(CashMoneyAP)

[Hook: Lil Johnnie]
I just dropped a deuce deuce in the Fanta
Swear that extended clip look like a banana
I just dropped a deuce deuce up in the Fanta
And I don’t fuck with 12 so don’t read a miranda
I just dropped a deuce deuce in the Fanta
Swear that extended clip look like a banana
I just dropped a deuce deuce up in the Fanta
And I don’t fuck with 12 so don’t read a miranda

[Verse 1: Lil Johnnie]
I don’t fuck with 12 so don’t read a miranda
And I don’t give a fuck about your fuckin’ nana
All my brothers on the block stay with them hammers
They ain’t buildin’ houses, they pull up and blam ya
You ain’t talkin’ money there ain’t shit to say
Callin’ up the plug, I need a zip a day
Holdin’ out your knock well that’s a give-a-way
You a pussy bitch it’s in your DNA
I feel I’m Pac the way I turn that deuce to a dub
I feel I’m Pac the way I hit that lean with the cut
Hit that lean with the cut
This a swamp in my cup
I just got a pint through the mail man
I’ve been smokin’ dope with my mail man
I’ve been livin’ shit with like a mail man
Got that cookie-cookie by the bail man

[Hook: Lil Johnnie]
I just dropped a deuce deuce in the Fanta
Swear that extended clip look like a banana
I just dropped a deuce deuce up in the Fanta
And I don’t fuck with 12 so don’t read a miranda
I just dropped a deuce deuce in the Fanta
Swear that extended clip look like a banana
I just dropped a deuce deuce up in the Fanta
And I don’t fuck with 12 so don’t read a miranda

[Verse 2: Slim Jesus]
I just dropped a deuce in a pineapple soda
Then I called up Lil Johnnie on his Motorola
Told him I need a couple ounces of OG yoda
Said he on his way and we finna roll up
Then it’s back to the trap and I’m countin’ yola
I don’t play bout my money, no remote controller
I got shooters on call and they stay poured up
They pull up on ya, kill you quicker than ebola
Yeah I be with the savages where it’s dangerous
And we don’t fuck with 12 they ain’t scarin’ shit
Funk we do a lot of flexin’ he just movin’ licks
We run up in his house and we takin’ shit
Say he got a bad bitch, he just talkin’ shit
My bitch bad, your bitch fat, you call her thick
And I sold you cut lean cause you a straight lick
Go ahead, run up on me, you gon’ eat this clip

[Hook: Lil Johnnie]
I just dropped a deuce deuce in the Fanta
Swear that extended clip look like a banana
I just dropped a deuce deuce up in the Fanta
And I don’t fuck with 12 so don’t read a miranda
I just dropped a deuce deuce in the Fanta
Swear that extended clip look like a banana
I just dropped a deuce deuce up in the Fanta
And I don’t fuck with 12 so don’t read a miranda

Eminem – Revival: Remix Lyrics

[Intro: Eminem]
Yeah, shout to everybody
Who’s been on this trip with me
You don’t have to, agree
But if you feel like me

[Verse 1: Eminem]
Started from the bottom like a snowman
Oh man, put that in your corncob pipe and smoke that
But my battery’s low, I’ma need a boost to my pack
And I know that I always got Proof at my back
I called you “Proof” because I knew for a fact
My ace in the hole, homie, I’m callin’ on you
‘Cause I think I’m slowly startin’ to lose faith in it, so
Give me that apron and mo–
–tivation to go, Hussein with the flow
Fake fans left you two-faced at the show
Let heartbeats loop, produce hate in my soul
Layin’ vocals two days in a row
True statement, hate to go down this road
But there’s only one route to cross this bridge
So I walk in this bitch with loose change
‘Cause all my dues paid, but this booth’s takin’ its toll
But it’s never too late to start a new beginnin’
That goes for you too, so what the fuck you gon’ do?
Use the tools you’re given!
Or you’re gon’ use the cards you’re dealt
As an excuse for you to not do shit with ’em?
I used to play the loser/victim
‘Til I saw the way Proof was driven
I found my vehicle and I haven’t ran out of gas yet
And when they stacked decks, turn handicaps into assets
Fanny packs, hourglasses
If time was on my side, I’d still have none to waste
Man, in my younger days
That dream was so much fun to chase
It’s like I’d run in place
While this shit dangled in front of my face
But how do you keep up the pace
And the hunger pangs once you’ve won the race?
When that dual exhaust is coolin’ off
‘Cause you don’t got nothin’ left to prove at all
‘Cause you done already hit ’em with the coup de grâce
Still you feel the need to go full tilt
That Bruce Willis, that Blue Steel, that true skill
When that wheel’s loose, I won’t lose will
Do you still believe?

[Bridge: Ed Sheeran]
I’ve been a liar, been a thief
Been a lover, been a cheat
All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
Well, little one, I don’t want to admit to something
If all it’s gonna cause is pain
The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain
So let the river run

[Chorus: Alice and the Glass Lake]
I’ve drowned in high from the ashes
Now I can’t recall your laughter
The smoke of everything go grasp
At ends of what’s left over
And the lights in every broken
Blown-out window screaming, laughing
I hope to feel it coursing out
This is our revival

[Verse 2: Eminem]
Eight-year-old with the wordplay
Girl, take this pole like a survey
Today wasn’t my birthday
But I’m caked up like a dessert tray
So we’re in shape, ’cause you’re in a slurrin’ state
I’m a ten, you’re an eight
Like what I do before, after and durin’ rape!
You wanna get into a pissin’ contest and find out who’s better?
And be made a fool out of when I pull on ’em?
R. Kelly with a full bladder
Non-high school grad, I’m not a scholar
But I’m so cold when I’m droppin’ knowledge
My degrees is the same as I got in college (zero)
But nobody’s hotter, you owe me my respect
I owe you nada like Haloti, partner
Blow me, told you I’m so dirty, homie
You can throw me in some holy water
With some floaties on and get the soap and try to
Get the Pope to hold me while you hose me off
And nope, I won’t be washed
You hope to God I don’t explode
I gotta blow this spot up though, I got a lotta mo’
I won’t put the sugar coating on it though
‘Cause sometimes you can feel like your energy’s expired
Rap’s got you drained, dead tired, zapped
You feel like a wet pile of crap
But look, man, like the feds buggin’ my phone
Uh huh, I get why you’re tapped
But you gotta get your fire back
Catch fire, get upset and fire back
Is what I tell myself when times get bad
‘Cause sometimes I might get sad
But I take the same advice I had
And tell myself like I used to tell Hailie when life’s a drag
Told her to do like her dad: don’t cry, get mad
‘Cause little baby powders belong in diaper bags
I’m hyper, by the time you see this side of me
I’m right in your ass (sodomy!)
Foot up it, I stood up for the kid
Who had to put up with the bullies at his school (at his school)
You ain’t have to have no money
Or go shoppin’ just to cop a fuckin’ attitude (attitude)
Now my dough’s amountin’ to a mountain
It’s rised too high to count it
Never asked to be rich, all I did was wish
I had a dime for every time that I was doubted
But then I think about it, then I’m enraged
‘Cause I just figured out that if I was paid
For the time I spent to put the pen to the page
It’d be minimum wage
But it’s embedded in my head I never
Hunted for the bread and butter
What I wanted was to be the one that they was scared of but
I’m never gonna get the credit for the sweat and blood
I put up in the pen, and when I’m dead I wonder
Will they put me on a pedestal
Or forget I was ever this incredible
I guess I better go harder than ever ’cause
I’ll never get another mothafuckin’ opportunity again
To offend as many people with this I can simply because I can

[Bridge: Beyoncé & Eminem]
I walk on water
But I ain’t no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes (fuck)

[Chorus: Alice and the Glass Lake]
I’ve drowned in high from the ashes
Now I can’t recall your laughter
The smoke of everything go grasp
At ends of what’s left over
And the lights in every broken
Blown-out window screaming, laughing
I hope to feel it coursing out
This is our revival

[Verse 3: Eminem]
Now if you found these letters, I guess I better try to explain
A lot’s happened in between them since I rised to this fame
I’ve said your name but always tried to hide your face
This game is crazy, I wanted to claim my love for you, but dang
I never knew it’d be like this, if I did I wouldn’t have done it
You ain’t asked for none of this shit, now you’re being punished?!
Things that should’ve been private with me and your mother is public
I can’t stomach, they can take this fame back, I don’t want it
I’ll put out this last album then I’m done with it
One-hundred percent finished
Fed up with it, I’m hanging it up, fuck it
Excuse the cursing, baby, but just know
That I’m a good person, though they portray me as cold
And if things should worsen, don’t take this letter I wrote
As a goodbye note, ’cause your dad’s at the end of his rope
I’m sliding down a slippery slope
Anyways sweetie, I better go
I’m getting sleepy, love, Dad… shit, I don’t know

*Ingesting drugs* – *body falling*

[Bridge: PHresher & Eminem]
I’m at your throat like chloraseptic, ‘septic
And you got strep, I’m too complex with, ‘plex with
This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
I’m at your throat, I’m feelin’ reckless, reckless, yeah (bitch!)

[Chorus: Alice and the Glass Lake]
I’ve drowned in high from the ashes
Now I can’t recall your laughter
The smoke of everything go grasp
At ends of what’s left over
And the lights in every broken
Blown-out window screaming, laughing
I hope to feel it coursing out
This is our revival

[Verse 4: Skylar Gray]
I’m stumbling, I can’t see straight
And it’s my fault I got this way
I got my hands on something great
And found a way to mess it up
I did my best, I tried to change
But it’s just in my DNA
I got my hands on something great
And found a way to fuck it up again

[Bridge: Eminem & Joan Jett & The Blackhearts]
Said can I take you home, where we can be alone?
Shorty, you the shit, girl, I ordered you to sit
I know you’re probably feelin’ me more than you admit
Pull up a chair, sweetie, let me order you a drink
I only go to meetings court-ordered from a shrink
So from the bottom to the top, floor to ceilin’
You ain’t run of the mill, you’re one in a million
‘Cause real tits are still fun
But everybody knows fake tits are still better than real ones

[Chorus: Alice and the Glass Lake]
I’ve drowned in high from the ashes
Now I can’t recall your laughter
The smoke of everything go grasp
At ends of what’s left over
And the lights in every broken
Blown-out window screaming, laughing
I hope to feel it coursing out
This is our revival

[Bridge: Eminem]
But hey man, I was framed
I know what this looks like, officers
Please just give me one minute
I think I can explain
I ain’t murdered nobody
I know these words are so nutty
But I’m just here to entertain
How come your shirt is so bloody?
There’s a missing person, so what? He’s
Got nothin’ to do with me
I’m almost certain I was framed

[Outro: Eminem & Mark Wahlberg]
On the ones and twos, to three or four in the mornin’
Rick’s on the cut like Neosporin (Girls!)
He’s mixin’ it up for me and Lauren
A teddy like short for Theodore
We’re outtie, five thousand
I wanna fuck, it’s my big dick
So everybody get ready fucking now!

Cozz – “Ignorant Confidence” Lyrics

(Intro)
Ay man forget all that conscious sh*t, n*gg*
You see these motha f*cking shoes, n*gg*? hah
That’s how you hit a lick, boy
Told you that sh*t would work, n*gg*
Ay, you know you need to holla at our girl today now that we got all this fly sh*t, n*gg*
Wish somebody would try today, the way I’m feelin myself

(Verse 1)
Yeah, look
Trust me, I don’t like you for a lot of reasons
n*gg* stop the greens
You don’t f*ck with me or my feelings either
Man pledge allegiance to the ‘mittee flag
f*ck ’em all if they envy that
I ain’t f*cking if she isn’t bad
Nah f*ck that let them titties sag
Stomach looking like a henny bag
Truck bigger than Jennie’s *ss
Full a block like Deny’s *ss
But I’m tryna get that Diddy cash
So I stick with the pen and pad
You’re just a penny when we in the lab
Yeah, you’re nearly trash, n*gg* no lie
You was doubting me the whole time
Stupid n*gg*, I’m a gold mine
White girls got a whole line
Got a main b*tch and a side b*tch
But honestly dog they both mine
The status grow, and the *sses show
No money but I have to have the gold
Man, you gotta do what you got to
We stole because we got to
That’s what n*gg*’s on the block do
At the mall the bus stops too
All the older n*gg*’s got tools
I was only like 5′ 5″
I remember on the way to School
They was always tryna test mine
Uh uh, Imma eat today
Try me, you gon’ see today
Uh uh, I’m clean today
You gon’ have to meet the beast today

(Bridge)
Uh uh b*tch n*gg* you ain’t touchin’ me today
I’ve been stacking up my motha f*ckin money, see these J’s
You ain’t taking nothing from me, ask my size I’ll tell you mine
Momma didn’t raise no dummy you can never take what’s mine
Uh uh, b*tch n*gg* you can’t f*ck with me today
I’ve been stacking up my money, yeah I’m feeling clean today
Finally got the girl I wanted, yeah that girl she hella fine
And she mine, and she super thick
Got her singing like

(Verse 2)
Aaliyah-liyah-liyah-liyah that’s my little chick
But in my DM DM DM DM’s got a lot of strippers
Got your BM BM BM BM trying to sleep with him today
Who’d ever thought it’d be this way
I guess it’s in my DNA
I’m quiet but belligerent
Respectful but I’m with the sh*ts
I talk it ’cause I lived in it
When I talk they be listenin
Lately I’ve been feeling it
I want it, Imma get this sh*t
My ego different
I gain my confidence from ignorance

(Bridge)
I got a little bit of change switch my old jeans
f*ck a piece of pie, I want to whole thing
The way I see it going, only going up (up)
Naw we not invited, we don’t give a f*ck

(Verse 3)
Still gon’ show up with a pack
Still gon’ show up with that black liquor
Throwin’ up in the back
Imma throw up to come back
And go’ pour up some more Jack with ya
Roll up and get blacked, f*ck it
Hold up on that wax, n*gg*
I’m far from sober, infact
I ain’t even tryna go back, n*gg*
Been broke, so wack
I ain’t even tryna go back, n*gg*
If your soul intact, then ya
Don’t wanna be that n*gg* that steal and waving your gun around
Giving innocent people the run around
Demons on my mind, I’m tryna dumb it down

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Cozz – Ignorant Confidence Lyrics

[Intro]
Ay man forget all that conscious shit, nigga
You see these motha fukin shoes, nigga? hah
That’s how you hit a lick, boy
Told you that shit would work, nigga
Ay, you know you need to holla at our girl today now that we got all this fly shit, nigga
Wish somebody would try today, the way I’m feelin myself

[Verse 1]
Yeah, look
Trust me, I don’t like you for a lot of reasons
Nigga stop the greens
You don’t fuck with me or my feelings either
Man pledge allegiance to the ‘mittee flag
Fuck ’em all if they envy that
I ain’t fucking if she isn’t bad
Naw fuck that let them titties sag
Stomach looking like a henny bag
Truck bigger than Jennie’s ass
Finna [?]
But I’m tryna get that Diddy cash
So I stick with the pen and pad
You’re just a penny when we in the lab
Yeah, you’re nearly trash, Nigga no lie
You was doubting me the whole time
Stupid nigga, I’m a gold mine
White girls? got a whole line
Got a main bitch and a side bitch
But honestly dog they both mine
The status grow, and the asses show
No money but I have to have the gold
Man, you gotta do what you got to
We stole because we got to
That’s what nigga’s on the block do
At the mall the bus stops too
All the older nigga’s got tools
I was only like 5′ 5″
I remember on the way to School
They was always tryna test mine
Uh uh, Imma eat today
Try me, you gon’ see today
Uh uh, I’m clean today
You gon’ have to meet the beast today

[Bridge]
Uh uh bitch nigga you ain’t touchin’ me today
I’ve been stacking up my motha fuckin money, see these J’s
You ain’t taking nothing from me, ask my size I’ll tell you mine
Momma didn’t raise no dummy you can never take what’s mine
Uh uh, bitch nigga you can’t fuck with me today
I’ve been stacking up my money, yeah I’m feeling clean today
Finally got the girl I wanted, yeah that girl she hella fine
And she mine, and she super thick
Got her singing like

[Verse 2]
Aaliyah-liyah-liyah-liyah that’s my little chick
But in my DM DM DM DM’s got a lot of strippers
Got your [?]
Who’d ever thought it’d be this way
I guess it’s in my DNA
I’m quiet but belligerent
Respectful but I’m with the shits
I talk it ’cause I lived in it
When I talk they be listenin
Lately I’ve been feeling it
I want it, Imma get this shit
My ego different
I gain my confidence from ignorance

[Bridge]
I got a little bit of change switch my old jeans
Fuck a piece of pie, I want to whole thing
The way I see it going, only going up (up)
Naw we not invited, we don’t give a fuck

[Verse 3]
Still gon’ show up with a pack
Still gon’ show up with that black liquor
Throwin’ up in the back
Imma throw up to come back
And go’ pour up some more Jack with ya
Roll up and get blacked, fuck it
Hold up on that wax, nigga
I’m far from sober, infact
I ain’t even tryna go back, nigga
Been broke, so wack
I ain’t even tryna go back, nigga
If your soul intact, then ya
Don’t wanna be that nigga that steal and waving your gun around
Giving innocent people the run around
Demons on my mind, I’m tryna dumb it down

Cozz – Ignorant Confidence

[Intro]
Ay man forget all that conscious shit, nigga
You see these motha fukin shoes, nigga? hah
That’s how you hit a lick, boy
Told you that shit would work, nigga
Ay, you know you need to holla at our girl today now that we got all this fly shit, nigga
Wish somebody would try today, the way I’m feelin myself

[Verse 1]
Yeah, look
Trust me, I don’t like you for a lot of reasons
Nigga stop the greens
You don’t fuck with me or my feelings either
Man pledge allegiance to the ‘mittee flag
Fuck ’em all if they envy that
I ain’t fucking if she isn’t bad
Naw fuck that let them titties sag
Stomach looking like a henny bag
Truck bigger than Jennie’s ass
Finna [?]
But I’m tryna get that Diddy cash
So I stick with the pen and pad
You’re just a penny when we in the lab
Yeah, you’re nearly trash, Nigga no lie
You was doubting me the whole time
Stupid nigga, I’m a gold mine
White girls? got a whole line
Got a main bitch and a side bitch
But honestly dog they both mine
The status grow, and the asses show
No money but I have to have the gold
Man, you gotta do what you got to
We stole because we got to
That’s what nigga’s on the block do
At the mall the bus stops too
All the older nigga’s got tools
I was only like 5′ 5"
I remember on the way to School
They was always tryna test mine
Uh uh, Imma eat today
Try me, you gon’ see today
Uh uh, I’m clean today
You gon’ have to [?]

[Bridge]
Uh uh bitch nigga you ain’t touchin’ me today
I’ve been stacking up my motha fuckin money, see these J’s
You ain’t taking nothing from me, ask my size I’ll tell you mine
Momma didn’t raise no dummy you can never take what’s mine
Uh uh, bitch nigga you can’t fuck with me today
I’ve been stacking up my money, yeah I’m feeling clean today
Finally got the girl I wanted, yeah that girl she hella fine
And she mine, and she super thick
Got her singing like

[Verse 2]
Aaliyah-liyah-liyah-liyah that’s my little chick
But in my DM DM DM DM’s got a lot of strippers
Got your [?]
Who’d ever thought it’d be this way
I guess it’s in my DNA
I’m quiet but belligerent
Respectful but I’m with the shits
I talk it ’cause I lived in it
When I talk they be listenin
Lately I’ve been feeling it
I want it, Imma get this shit
My ego different
I gain my confidence from ignorance

[Bridge]
I got a little bit of change switch my old jeans
Fuck a piece of pie, I want to whole thing
The way I see it going, only going up (up)
Naw we not invited, we don’t give a fuck

[Verse 3]
Still gon’ show up with a pack
Still gon’ show up with that black liquor
Throwin’ up in the back
Imma throw up to come back
And go’ pour up some more Jack with ya
Roll up and get blacked, fuck it
Hold up on that wax, nigga
I’m far from sober, infact
I ain’t even tryna go back, nigga
Been broke, so wack
I ain’t even tryna go back, nigga
If your soul intact, then ya
Don’t wanna be that nigga that steal and waving your gun around
Giving innocent people the run around
Demons on my mind, I’m tryna dumb it down

Lil Wayne Previews A Fire Remix To Kendrick Lamar Classic “DNA”

Kendrick Lamar‘s single DNA is already a classic and now Lil Wayne wants to make it better.

Lil Wayne will be dropping his highly anticipated new project Dedication 6 on Christmas Day, but before the mixtape arrives, the rap legend previews a remix to Kendrick Lamar’s song “DNA” and it sounds fire. In a video posted on SnapChat on Thursday, Weezy previewed the upcoming song while getting his fans hyped up over D6. You can listen to the preview below and you will hear “DNA” instrumental playing in the background.

“#D6 I might just release some early,” Lil Wayne captioned the video. Weezy announced earlier this month that his new mixtape Dedication 6 is set for a December 25th release date, so while your enjoying your Christmas parties you can bump some new music from Lil Wayne. “It’s time! Sign up for updates and music before drop date! To My fans, I do this for y’all! #D6 MERRY CHRISTMAS,” he wrote on Twitter.

We don’t have a tracklist for Dedication 6 yet so its hard to tell if there will be any guest features on the project, but Drake did hinted last week that he might have a guest. “There is a good chance that Drizzy will be on D6 and it will be a banger,” sources said. D6 will be the first project from Lil Wayne in a while since his music has slowed down significantly due to his fallout with Cash Money Records and Birdman. At the top of 2017, both he and Birdman briefly made peace and promised his fans that his long awaited album Tha Carter 6 will be arriving sometime in the year, but it has not been forthcoming and Weezy is still suing the label and his former friend and mentor for $51 million.

Listen to a preview of Lil Wayne’s remix to Kendrick Lamar’s single “DNA” below.

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EMINEM – Tragic Endings lyrics

[Intro: Skylar Grey]
I’m stumbling, I can’t see straight
And it’s my fault I got this way
I got my hands on something great
And found a way to mess it all up
I did my best, I tried to change
But it’s just in my DNA
I got my hands on something great
And found a way to f*ck it up again
Now I’m the one thing
You couldn’t hate more
But you’re the one thing
That I would die for

[Verse 1: Eminem]
All my life, I was told, I was never nothing special
I don’t need to be reminded of it every other second
‘Specially when all my self-esteem’s already shot the hell up
Falling helplessly, I’m embarrased, I don’t want no one else to see
’Cause I feel like I’m a piece of sh*t, every time she yells at me
Selfishly indeed, but definitely doesn’t help that she
Makes me feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven, but makes life a living hell for me
She does that thing with her lip, now she’s melting me
I’m putty in her palms, I’m wrapped around her finger
A yo-yo on a string, she lets me sit there and just dangle
Until something better comes along, and she’ll just drop me like a hot potato
I look like I’m in pain, but I’m okay, though
‘Cause I know she loves me, my friends, what do they know?

[Chorus: Skylar Grey]
It’s like I’m drowning at sea
Hoping that you reach for me
I know you’re there but I can’t see
‘Cause I’m so drunk off tragic endings
I’m dying to breathe
And all you do is strangle me
Such a beautiful relief
‘Cause I’m so drunk off tragic endings
Drunk off tragic endings

[Verse 2: Eminem]
In my moments of weakness, I openly admit this sh*t, I wouldn’t normally
I’m extremely self-conscious and enormously
Insecure and she uses it to torture when she torments me
It only turns to ammunition for her in this war when she
Gets going, she don’t stop, when I’m up, she’s like a downer
When I found her it was love at first encounter
Plus, somehow, she must’ve took the carton of eggs off the counter
Cracked them and placed all the shells on the ground for me to walk on when I’m around her
But there’s just something ’bout her
That makes me not able to function without her
How can I get out of it when I don’t know how to?
I’m a doubter, I’m a pessimist
Make a believer out of me
And show me the way now
Or stay the f*ck out of my cloud of rain
‘Cause I’m going straight down the drain
I’m drowning

[Chorus: Skylar Grey]
It’s like I’m drowning at sea
Hoping that you reach for me
I know you’re there but I can’t see
‘Cause I’m so drunk off tragic endings
I’m dying to breathe
And all you do is strangle me
Such a beautiful relief
‘Cause I’m so drunk off tragic endings
Drunk off tragic endings

[Bridge: Skylar Grey]
Now I’m the one thing
You couldn’t hate more
But you’re the one thing
That I would die for

[Verse 3: Eminem]
It took a while for me to get it, but I think I’ve figured it out
She don’t want me, she just don’t wanna see me with someone else
The idea of seeing me happy destroys her in itself
To see me falling to pieces brings her joy, brings her hell
But it annoys her to see me get this straight, then say “screw her”
I threw up on myself, I’m dumb sick, I’m addicted to her
She’s tryna block the door, so here’s how I do her
Since I’m manure, she’s a sewer
This time, this piece of sh*t’s running through her
I can see that right now, I’m running to it
What the f*ck? Shoulda knew it
Who would think she’d actually have the balls to do it?
As soon as I hopped in it, she gassed the car with lighter fluid
She’s standing there with a rag, ’bout to put the lighter to it
Lit the f*cking thing on fire, then she threw it

[Chorus: Skylar Grey]
It’s like I’m drowning at sea
Hoping that you reach for me
I know you’re there but I can’t see
‘Cause I’m so drunk off tragic endings
I’m dying to breathe
And all you do is strangle me
Such a beautiful relief
‘Cause I’m so drunk off tragic endings
Drunk off tragic endings