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Dylan Scott – Sleeping Beauty (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

[Verse 1]
You pulled the covers off the bed
Pillow stuck between your legs
Oh, what a beautiful mess
My t-shirts never looked so good
I’m laying here like I could stay here forever next to
[Chorus]
Sleeping Beauty
You got no idea what you do to me
I hope your dreams come true
Last night was perfect
We stayed up too late, but it was worth it
To wake up seeing you
Sleeping Beauty
[Verse 1]
The sun hurts coming through the blinds
I guess I poured us too much wine
Put the blame on me
No I ain’t gonna wake you up
You don’t need it, but go on
Get your beauty sleep
[Chorus]
Sleeping Beauty
You got no idea what you do to me
I hope your dreams come true
Last night was perfect
We stayed up too late, but it was worth it
To wake up seeing you
Sleeping Beauty

[Chorus]
Sleeping Beauty
You got no idea what you do to me
I hope your dreams come true
Last night was perfect
We stayed up too late, but it was worth it
To wake up seeing you
Oh, Sleeping Beauty

Dylan Scott – Do You Think About Me (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

"Strawberry Wine, " we were seventeen
And that was our song all summer long
And to this day, every time it comes on
I think about you
Do you think about me? "Strawberry Wine, " we were seventeen
And that was our song all summer long
And to this day, every time it comes on
I think about you
Do you think about me? Cause I still think about you
Do you think about me? I still go back in my mind sometimes
It puts me back under that July sky
Riding around with you, girl, my, my, my
I wonder why, why, why
We said goodbye
Some things are meant to go together
That’s me and you
But some things aren’t meant to last forever
That’s me and you too
I still think about you
Do you think about me? You roll into town around 9:15
Hang out with all of our friends
On the hood of our cars
In a Walmart parking lot
Everybody in the town knew
That was our spot
But what they didn’t know
Is where we would go
And kill the headlights
On a back road
And turn the radio to something real slow
I still think about you
Do you think about me? I still think about you
Do you think about
Picking you up
Taking you out
Holding your hand
And driving around
We’d park that truck
I’d taste those lips
Get caught up
In that midnight bliss
I think about you and the way you’d look
And the way you’d laugh
And the way you’d sit there in my lap
We’d talk about forever at seventeen
People change, leave their town
Life goes on, the world goes ’round
But I still think it’s meant to be
I still think about you
Do you think about me? "Strawberry Wine, " we were seventeen
And that was our song all summer long
And to this day, every time it comes on
I think about you
Do you think about me?

Dylan Scott – Rules (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

Reckless is the feeling that you’re giving me
Like a hideout heartbeat I’m on the edge
Your kiss got me losing all my sanity
Every red light’s for running
Gas for gunning
Our skin touching
Backseat, church parking lot
Ooh, I’m breaking all the rules with you
I’m breaking all the rules with you
Two weeks in, your tooth on my countertop
I even cleared a space
In my nightstand for you
Your friends say we move too fast
They don’t know what we’ve got
Tell them it feels like magic
When a no trespassing sign is behind you
And you’re running from the blue lights
Ooh, I’m breaking all the rules with you
I’m breaking all the rules with you
I’m gonna hold you girl, so tight
Like I’m not letting go
If loving you ain’t right
I guess we’re criminals
Ooh, I’m breaking all the rules with you
I’m breaking all the rules with you
Keep doing that thing you do
I’m breaking all the rules with you

Dylan Scott – Living Room (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

A milk crate coffee table
A ragged, worn out La-Z-Boy
From the Goodwill store
Not much more
This twenty-two inch TV
Curtains made of bed sheets
And a bucket on the floor
When it rains and pours
Front to back it’s four hundred square feet
That’s what you get when you tell her you need
A little living room
Some space to breathe
I can spend my Friday nights
Doing what I please
It’s mine all night
But honestly
I can’t figure out just what to do
With all this living room
First week felt like freedom
But lately I ain’t sleeping
I just wait by the phone
Trying not to call
Last night the boys came over
We played a little poker
But when they went home
I never felt so alone
I miss you and me on our old couch
What made me think I couldn’t do without
A little living room
Some space to breathe
A Friday night ain’t nothing like
It’s cracked up to be
It’s mine all night
But honestly
I can’t figure out just what to do
With all this living room
It’s mine all night
But what you can’t see
Just feels more like I’m dying without you
In this living room
Alone in this living room

Dylan Scott – I Lost You (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

There’s a line drawn across this bar
Here I am and there you are
Like two strangers in the dark
With all the same frames
I’m gonna act like I don’t care
Like you don’t catch my stare
Cause what’s the point of going back to where
We’ve already been
Baby, I put all I had in it
I held a good hand
But I just couldn’t win it
You wanted my love
Up until you didn’t
And that’s just the truth
It was good
So good till it wasn’t
And it’s gonna hurt like hell till it doesn’t
So I’m gonna drink like I’ve got nothing
Nothing to lose
Cause I lost you
I’m gonna order up another round
Cause I’ve got your memory to drown
Funny how the hard stuff goes down
So easy, too easy
And I know just what you’re thinking
Cause I know you when you’ve been drinking
And girl, that’s the only reason
You’re saying you need me
Baby, I put all I had in it
I held a good hand
But I just couldn’t win it
You wanted my love
Up until you didn’t
And that’s just the truth
It was good
So good till it wasn’t
And it’s gonna hurt like hell till it doesn’t
So I’m gonna drink like I’ve got nothing
Nothing to lose
Cause baby, I lost you
Baby, I put all I had in it
I held a good hand
But I just couldn’t win it
You wanted my love
Up until you didn’t
And that’s just the truth
It was good
So good till it wasn’t
And it’s gonna hurt like hell till it doesn’t
So I’m gonna drink like I’ve got nothing
Nothing to lose
Cause baby, I lost you
Girl, I lost you
Oh, I lost you

Dylan Scott – Freak Show (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

[Verse 1]
Sophisticated in a black dress
Sipping red wine and looking her best
Meet the folks, she’ll pass that test
Any apprehension
Yeah, she’ll put it to rest
[Verse 2]
She’s a pageant queen
Been that way since she was seventeen
Better looking than the girls on the silver screen
Everyday is like a movie scene
She gives her free time to charity
All my friends think she’s too good for me
[Pre-Chorus]
But when we’re home
And we’re alone
Oh, you’d never know
[Chorus]
It’s a freak show
She’s a wild one
A whole lot of crazy when the sun goes down
A whole different woman comes out
It’s a freak show
Like you wouldn’t believe
Even when she hasn’t had a thing to drink
It’s her style, hide something beneath that smile
Our own little secret, nobody knows
You should see her when the doors close
It’s a freak show

[Verse 3]
She talks politics, art history
How she does it, it’s a mystery
Cause when the girl starts talking to me
It’s enough to drive a man crazy
[Verse 4]
She’s Jekyll, she’s Hyde
She’s day, she’s night
There’s no blurring the lines
She’s one or the other
But whenever we’re together
[Chorus]
It’s a freak show
She’s a wild one
A whole lot of crazy when the sun goes down
A whole different woman comes out
It’s a freak show
Like you wouldn’t believe
Even when she hasn’t had a thing to drink
It’s her style, hide something beneath that smile
Our own little secret, nobody knows
You should see her when the doors close
It’s a freak show

[Pre-Chorus]
But when we’re home
And we’re alone
Oh, you’d never know
[Chorus]
It’s a freak show
She’s a wild one
A whole lot of crazy when the sun goes down
A whole different woman comes out
It’s a freak show
Like you wouldn’t believe
Even when she hasn’t had a thing to drink
It’s her style, hide something beneath that smile
Our own little secret, nobody knows
You should see her when the doors close
It’s a freak show

Dylan Scott – Beer Buddies (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

You got them friends
That you’ll have to the very end
They tell it like it is
Even if you don’t like it
No matter what kind of bind you’re in
Call them up and they’ll all come running
Ain’t no doubt
You can count on them
They’re your Friday night brothers
From another mother
Buzzing on a week gone by
Drinking about girls
Drinking about life
Drinking cause it tastes so right
They can get you in
Or get you out of trouble
But you ain’t got nothing
If you ain’t got a couple of them
Beer buddies
I laugh about it now
But I was scared as hell that night
When they double dog dared me
I wouldn’t outrun them blue lights
And I remember when granddad died
I had my boys right by side
Saying, "It’s alright, he had a hell of a life"
Gonna raise one for him tonight
With my Friday night brothers
From another mother
Buzzing on a week gone by
Drinking about girls
Drinking about life
Drinking cause it tastes so right
They can get you in
Or get you out of trouble
But you ain’t got nothing
If you ain’t got a couple of them
Beer buddies
Yeah, a couple of them
Beer buddies
If you ain’t got none
Go get you some right now
Cause God only knows what I’d do without
My Friday night brothers
From another mother
Buzzing on a week gone by
Drinking about girls
Drinking about life
Drinking cause it tastes so right
They can get you in
Or get you out of trouble
But you ain’t got nothing
If you ain’t got a couple of them
Beer buddies
Yeah, a couple of them
Beer buddies, beer buddies

Dylan Scott – Ball Cap (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

Baby got a ball cap on, sure knows how to pull it off
Sun out of them hazel eyes, looking so good when she don’t try
It was just an old worn out hat, I always wore turned back
Man, I couldn’t help but laugh when she took it away from me
She don’t know a thing about the Braves, she could care less about the game
But if you saw her right now you’d think, it never belonged to me
Baby got a ball cap on, sure knows how to pull it off
Sun out of them hazel eyes, looking so good when she don’t try
Acting like it’s no big deal, smiling underneath that bill
Looking so right it’s wrong, baby got a ball cap on
Yeah, got a ball cap on
It’s seen a lot of crazy nights, got a barbwire tear down the side
Yeah, I wear it all the time, but it’s never been worn like that
Baby’s got a ball cap on, sure knows how to pull it off
Sun out of them hazel eyes, looking so good when she don’t try
Acting like it’s no big deal, smiling underneath that bill
Looking so right it’s wrong, baby got a ball cap on
Yeah, got a ball cap on
Gotta love her when she’s in a dress, always looking her best,
But I tell you what I can’t resist
Baby’s got a ball cap on, sure knows how to pull it off
Sun out of them hazel eyes, looking so good when she don’t try
Acting like it’s no big deal, smiling underneath that bill
Looking so right it’s wrong, baby got a ball cap on
Yeah, got my ball cap on

Dylan Scott – Crazy Over Me (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

She said "Honey, do you think I’m smart?"
I said "Of course you are
aint you lying here in my arms?"
She smiled, "Well does this shirt make me look fat?"
I kinda leaned back and laughed
and I said, "Honey, what kind of question is that?"
You’re crazy
There ain’t a girl in this whole wide world that could ever make me
feel the way I do about you, baby
Yeah, you’re crazy
But you can be as crazy as you wanna be
As long as you’re crazy over me
You can fuss about your hair
Say you ain’t got no clothes to wear
And when you finally make up your mind,
you go and change one more time
We can go out on Friday nights
A pretty girl could walk on by
If you really think I’d check her out
Come on now
You’re crazy
There ain’t a girl in this whole wide world that could ever make me
feel the way I do about you, baby
Yeah, you’re crazy
But you can be as crazy as you wanna be
As long as you’re crazy over me
and all my stubborn ways
Putting up with the messes I make
I even ruined our first date
Girl, for goodness sakes! You’ve gotta be crazy
to ever let a boy like me call you "baby"
I thank God every day that you’re my lady
Now that’s a little crazy
So go on and be as crazy as you wanna be
As long as you’re crazy over me
Crazy over me

Dylan Scott – Back (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

[Verse 1]
It’s the end of the night
I find myself kissing you goodbye
Trying like hell to pull this truck out of your driveway
If I make it down the street
And that red light is almost green
Just a couple left turns
And I’ll be flying down the highway
[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, can’t stop thinking about you
I know I’m gonna end up
[Chorus]
Back standing on your front porch
Back knocking on your front way
Back into those save me arms
Only you could make me feel like that
Back getting all twisted up
Back with it on the tip of my tongue
About to say something, say something
Something I can’t take back
[Verse 2]
There ain’t no way to know
What you’re gonna say when I let it go
But my heart’s finally talked my head into letting me
Say what’s been running ’round my mind
Each and every time
I get my arms around you
You got a way of getting me

[Chorus]
Back standing on your front porch
Back knocking on your front way
Back into those save me arms
Only you could make me feel like that
Back getting all twisted up
Back with it on the tip of my tongue
About to say something, say something
Something I can’t take back
Oh, something I can’t take back
[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, can’t stop thinking about you
[Chorus]
Back standing on your front porch
Back knocking on your front way
Back into those save me arms
Only you could make me feel like that
Back getting all twisted up
Back with it on the tip of my tongue
About to say something, say something
Something I can’t take back
Right here in your save me arms
About to say something I can’t take back

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, can’t stop thinking about you

Dylan Scott – My Girl (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

[Verse 1]
She looks so pretty with no makeup on
You should hear her talking to her mama on the phone
I love it when she raps to an Eminem song
That’s my girl
Man, her eyes really drive me crazy
You should see her smile when she holds a baby
I can honestly say that she saved me
My girl
[Chorus]
Yeah, that’s my girl in the passenger seat
Windows down, dancing around, causing a scene
That’s my girl, sipping Crown and Sprite
In a ball cap, turned back, ooh, she got me like
Yeah, baby girl, you gone and done it again
Making all the guys wish that you were with them
But I bet they don’t see what I see when I see my girl

[Verse 2]
Every night when she goes to bed
She hits her knees and bows her head
Thanks the Lord for another day
I just thank Him for my girl

[Chorus]
Yeah, that’s my girl in the passenger seat
Windows down, dancing around, causing a scene
That’s my girl, sipping Crown and Sprite
In a ball cap, turned back, ooh, she got me like
Yeah, baby girl, you gone and done it again
Making all the guys wish that you were with them
But I bet they don’t see what I see when I see my girl
Oh, my girl
[Bridge]
Yeah, that’s my girl
In my truck, in the songs that I sing with the radio up
My girl
In my heart, in my soul and the air that I breathe every day
That’s my girl
Yeah, everything
My girl
[Chorus]
That’s my girl in the passenger seat
Windows down, dancing around, causing a scene
That’s my girl, sipping Crown and Sprite
In a ball cap, turned back, ooh, she got me like
Yeah, baby girl, you gone and done it again
Making all the guys wish that you were with them
But I bet they don’t see what I see when I see my girl
Oh, my girl
Yeah, that’s my girl

Dylan Scott – Passenger Seat (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

Do you listen to the same old songs? Do you sing along like we did? Keep your shades in the center console? Maybe I should sell this truck
I’m thinking it’s about that time
Cause every time I climb on up
I see you sitting on the other side
You’re putting your make-up on
Getting ready for a Friday night
Girl, I know you’re really gone
But every time I close my eyes
You’re back in my passenger sear
Just like you were when you rode with me
Feet out the window
Floating on the breeze
My little shotgun queen
Smiling back at me
No, it wasn’t that long ago
We were revving and loving
On an old backroad
Holding you in the moonlight
Kissing goodnight
Every other memory
Girl, you’re back in my passenger seat
When the sun hits windshield
Does he see your little bitty toe prints? Does he let you roll the windows down? Well, girl if he don’t
Then pick up the phone
I’ll pick you up in a minute or so
Come on and climb in my passenger sear
Just like you were when you rode with me
Feet out the window
Floating on the breeze
My little shotgun queen
Smiling back at me
No, it wasn’t that long ago
We were revving and loving
On an old backroad
Holding you in the moonlight
Kissing goodnight
Every other memory
You’re back in my passenger seat
Girl you looked so happy
When you rode past me
Out on the town tonight
Your eyes were shining
You were smiling
At the guy on the drivers side
Yeah, it kinda looked like
When you were in my passenger sear
Back in the day when you rode with me
Feet out the window
Floating on the breeze
My little shotgun queen
Smiling back at me
No, it wasn’t that long ago
We were revving and loving
On an old backroad
Holding you in the moonlight
Kissing goodnight
Every other memory
Girl, you’re back in my passenger seat
Oh, but you ain’t in my passenger seat
Maybe I should sell this truck
I’m thinking it’s about that time

Jonas Platin – Submission (feat. Thaiyti, Dieser Gordon, Bruder Jakob, Captain Jenny, Mooon & Mc Baum) (Drogen Album)

– Submission (Submission)
Tags unterwegs? Es tut mir fast schon leid, dass du gegen uns schmal wirkst
Die Ringertrikots golden, nur Jonas is’ aus Platin
Breitgebaute Jungs, jeder Wrestlingchamp und Rapgott
Haben keine Kamera, doch machen mit dir einen Snapshot
Wenn du auf die Matte knallst, fühlt sich ‘s an, als könn’st du
Fliegen
Doch ich nehm dich in den Brock Lock und du bleibst liegen in der

[Hook: Thaiyti]
Submission, Submission (Ha)
Geld auf den Tischen, Welt in der Kitchen
Submission, Submission (Ha)
Geld auf den Tischen, Welt in der Kitchen
[Part 3: Bruder Jakob]
Submission, ich zwinge euch alle zum Aufgeben
Auf die Goldwaage tue ich nichts drauflegen
Ich werde auf dem Track nur für Promo rappen
Das Kokain ist weiß, wie ein Popozäpfchen
High Life, wenn wir am Spitten sind, Crack in dieser Kitchen drin
Ich habe Stacks, bin ein pretty Pimp, kaufe mich frei, weil ich in diese City will
Reich, ähnlich wie Kendrick Lamar, deshalb kauf ich ‘nen Handyvertrag
Warum hört deine Mom auf zu riden, ich steck ihr ‘nen Penny in ‘ Arsch
[Part 4: Captain Jenny]
Du fragst deine Jungs nach ei’m Bier
Die fragen mich und kriegen, statt ‘ner Antwort, einen Spear
Ihr schiebt euch auf Klo Poppers, deine Boys sind bloß Opfer
Und genau aus diesem Grund verpass ich euch ein’ Showstopper
Submission, ich pin dich, meine Leute sind illest
Denn die Jungs sitzen im Kitchen, deine Jungs sind alle Bitches
Tombstone Piledriver, du bloß ein kleiner
Bastard. – Submission (Submission)
Nachts unterwegs? Ich mach ‘ne Clothesline
Denn du standest im Weg, wie kann man nur so doof sein? Ein Armbar und ihr seid nicht, ihr wart mal

[Hook: Thaiyti]
Submission, Submission (Ha)
Geld auf den Tischen, Welt in der Kitchen
Submission, Submission (Ha)
Geld auf den Tischen, Welt in der Kitchen
[Part 5: MoooN]
Du willst in mein Glas keinen Saft schütten (in mein Glas) – direkt Submission
Du stehst mir grad gegenüber, willst kein Fuck given (keine Fucks given) – direkt Submission
Hast du Steit mit der Frau? [Hook: Thaiyti]
Submission, Submission (Ha)
Geld auf den Tischen, Welt in der Kitchen
Submission, Submission (Ha)
Geld auf den Tischen, Welt in der Kitchen
[Part 1: Jonas Platin]
Tune meinen Tesla mit dem Imbusschlüssel
Suche nur das Geld und du suchst im Bus Schlüssel
Man sah mich zuletzt meinen Louis V Pyjama tragen
Ich ficke jetzt eine Groupie-Bitch im Babawagen
Und ich habe Druckmittel, aber nicht von HP
Von mir gedisst zu werden, das tut hart weh
Weil du am Scheitern bist, kommst du auf den Scheiterhaufen
Ich und meine Gang – ein gescheiter Haufen
[Part 2: Dieser Gordon]
Was is’ los, Slime? – Submission (Submission)
Streit mit dem Kind? – Nachtvision (Nachtvision)
Ihr macht bei euch Ringen und Raufen
Ich hab ‘ne Submission am Laufen
[Part 6: MC Baum]
Deine Crew posed im Video vor ‘nem Benzer
Meine Crew, die hat große Schwänze
Du bist kein Rapper, mach dir da nix vor
Und wirst geschlagen, joa, vom Prenzelberger Knabenchor
Ich zerstör dich mit ‘nem Codebreaker – Jericho
Und ess zum Mittag dann bloß eine Currywurst
Ich habe Sex und die Bitch ist blutig
Das ist kein Rap, das ist Sweet Chin Music

[Hook: Thaiyti]
Submission, Submission (Ha)
Geld auf den Tischen, Welt in der Kitchen
Submission, Submission (Ha)
Geld auf den Tischen, Welt in der Kitchen

Jonas Platin – Wir Bleiben Hier (feat. Bruder Jakob & Kanye East) (Drogen Album)

[Video Intro: Kanye East & دريس gnuoY (Deutsches Skript)]
"Ich hab jetzt das iPhone 6."
"Warum das denn?"
"Das habe ich doch vom Staat gekriegt."
"Aber warum denn das iPhone 6?"
"Wie meinst du das?"
"Na, es gibt doch schon das iPhone 7!"
"Ach, so ein Dreck…"
[Hook: Kanye East]
Wir kriegen eure teuren Handys
Und euch bleibt nicht mal ein Penny
Und wir gehen nicht zur Arbeit
Doch werden für die nächsten Jahre da sein
Und keiner wird mehr wegseh’n
Wir werden rich mit dem Rapgame
Und die deutsche Hoffnung stirbt
Aber is’ egal, denn wir bleiben hier
[Part 1: Kanye East]
Okay, ernst jetzt, ich bin zwar ein Asylant
Doch Deutschland is’ kein Asi-Land
Wir suchen Arbeit, aber wollen keinen Stress
Eine gute Ausbildung wäre mega fresh
Yeah, wir sind back im Gebäude
Viele Deutsche sind uns’re Freunde
Manchmal gibt es Krach, aber is’ mal Streit
Wird es schnell geklärt, wie mein Abwasser

[Part 2: Jonas Platin]
Bitch, guck mich an, fick dieses Land
Alle Nazi-Hurensöhne ham ‘ne Bild drin im Schrank
Wir komm’ in deine Crib, Skimaske sitzt
Nehmen deine Frau und den Mietwagen mit
Fettes Boot ist die Army, Refugees, kommt an Deck
Gebt uns Samstag Hundert Kilo Gras, es is’ Sonntag weg
Das Volk hat Angst, doch jetzt komm’ wir an
Mit der Monstergun und den lila Stacks
[Bridge: Jonas Platin]
Shoutout Deutschland, für die Waffenlieferung
Sind unbeugsam, wenn wir kommen zieht man um
Yo, wir cruisen mit der Yacht, das Skudio an Board
Flüchtlingsheime sind ein Penthouse und kein dubioser Ort
Alles Gucci oder Korse, Designer-Shit der ersten Welt
Guck, du hast kein Geld, merkste selbst
[Hook: Kanye East]
Wir kriegen eure teuren Handys
Und euch bleibt nicht mal ein Penny
Und wir gehen nicht zur Arbeit
Doch werden für die nächsten Jahre da sein
Und keiner wird mehr wegseh’n
Wir werden rich mit dem Rapgame
Und die deutsche Hoffnung stirbt
Aber is’ egal, denn wir bleiben hier

[Part 3: Kanye East]
Wir gehen pumpen – Magerquark
Und haben Money – Vater Staat
Keine Schule, Penner, was nutzt mir der Dreck? Deutsche Rapper sind jetzt arbeitslos
Ey, Silvester war so lit, der Bitch an die Clit
Alle Homies an dem Abend machten mit

[Hook: Kanye East]
Wir kriegen eure teuren Handys, Handys, Handys
Eure teuren Handys
Und euch bleibt nicht mal ein Penny
Und wir gehen nicht zur Arbeit
Doch werden für die nächsten Jahre da sein
Und keiner wird mehr wegseh’n
Wir werden rich mit dem Rapgame
Und die deutsche Hoffnung stirbt
Aber is’ egal, denn wir bleiben hier
[Outro: دريس gnuoY]
(Persischer Gesang) Wir zieh’n durch die Straßen und ihr werdet fett
Deutsche Waffen in der Heimat, danke Merkel
Politik macht sich zum Affen, alle sterben
Wir werden reich, bevor die Währung verfällt
Bruder Jakob, was is’ los? Ich will mehr Geld
[Part 4: Bruder Jakob]
In Afghanistan wird Rap nicht gut finanziert
Sie wollen Money haben, deshalb sind sie jetzt hier
Mit den Luxusyachten über’s Mittelmeer
Gegen diese Taktik habt ihr keine Mittel mehr
Yo, wir fluten euch, im Gegensatz zu Flüchtlingsbooten
Poppen Bitches jeden Tag und tüchtig Drogen
„A“ zu dem „Syl“, Gras, Fentanyl
Steigere meine Substanzen, weil ich gar nichts mehr fühl
[Bridge: Bruder Jakob]
Fly, wie ein Storch – Beatrix
Drive-By aus dem Ford – Ledersitz
Diese Line geht ins Ohr – Megahit
Wenn wir uns treffen, nenn es Mord – Jägerwitz
Sie nehm’ eure Jobs weg, glaubt ihr wir labern blos?

Destruction – Hate Is My Fuel Lyrics

DESTRUCTIONHate Is My Fuel Lyrics
A poisoned culture – Based on lies, war & deceit
Slaughterhouse philosophy – Cruel butchers are hard to beat
The law of the game – Is the law of the bloody blade
Dictated by lunacy – It’s the fail death serenade
[Bridge:]
War – As the essence of a painful life
Decay – The stream of death agony will ride
[Chorus:]
Hate – Hate is my fuel
The mob is just tool
Hate – Hate is my fuel
I’m the lord of misrule
Death brings us together as one – The feel to be second to none
Shameful should be the gluttonous – What makes a real genius? Erases all the treasures – Wipes out all fame, affluence and wealth
Recognize the afterlife freedom – Won’t be based on stealth
[Bridge:]
War – As the essence of a painful life
Decay – The stream of death agony will ride
[Chorus:]
Hate – Hate is my fuel
The mob is just tool
Hate – Hate is my fuel
I’m the lord of misrule
Insanity – We do rape, wreck and then – We search for an excuse
Decay – We all gonna rot, we’re all the same on the final cruise
Modesty – Is so hard to find, is this a curse – Is this real? Consistency – Is a gift of life, education is the deal
[Chorus:]
Hate – Hate is my fuel
The mob is just tool
Hate – Hate is my fuel
I’m the lord of misrule

Andrew W.K. – Mark My Grace Lyrics

ANDREW W.K.Mark My Grace Lyrics
Mark My Grace
Mark My Grace
Mark My Grace
Should I Hold On To
What I Thought
Was On Point And Never Not
I Thought That I Thought
As Though I Actually Knew
About It All
Mark My Grace
He Keeps On Working
He Keeps On Quitting
He Keeps On Stealing
But Keeps On Working
Mark My Grace
He Keeps On Working
He Keeps On Quitting
He Keeps On Stealing
But Keeps On Working
Mark My Grace
About What’s Next
And What’s Not, I Thought
He Keeps On Working
He Keeps On Quitting
He Keeps On Stealing
But Keeps On Working

Jackpot

Before he check me, let them bangers squeeze, babe
I hit the season like pound a week, baby
They keep it real, you gon’ have to leave
Before your dope bitch take two of these
I brush it off, it ain’t nothin’ to me, baby
These niggas hard to try and box with me
Baby, ain’t no dog fight, ain’t no referee (squad)
–Chorus: Red Cafe–
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jackpot
–Verse 5: Fabolous–
Oh, jackpot, jackpot
Lil’ baby feel the jewels
Dealer dealt me a good hand
Got me dancin’ like Uzi
Shawty think she a baddy
She be bangin’ to the Boosie
She be twerkin’ to the RiRi
See my lifestyle in 3D
Gon’ get it, gon’ get it
‘Bout to check, I’m all with it
Girl, you got a lil’ sauce with ya
I like that, I’m all with it (splash)
Hold up, shawty sex so good that she don’t fuck for free, baby
But she gon’ bust that thing for me, baby, ooh
–Chorus: Red Cafe–
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jackpot Lyrics to ‘Jackpot’ by Fetty Wap:

–Verse 1: Red Cafe–
I be in them foreigns like I got the bonus
I just hit a lick, yeah, I got the bonus
Shawty fuck with me, you just got the bonus
You just got the bonus, squad, ayy
–Chorus: Red Cafe–
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jack
–Verse 2: Red Cafe–
Jackpot, jackpot, yeah
Rolls-Royce, that time, yeah
Blackjack, blackjack, woo
Money team, dope team, ooh
I been gettin’ paper all day
I ain’t seen a hater all day
I been goin’ hard, I don’t play
If you want the wave, you gon’ pay
–Verse 3: Fabolous]–
Hol’ up, fuck how you feel, you can’t stay
Take your boujee back to LA
Rolled up, then she hit the J
Splash brother, had to hit your bae
Jackpot, jackpot, damn
Baby got back, goddamn
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Hard head but the ass soft, woo, hol’ up
–Chorus: Red Cafe & Fetty Wap–
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (Zoovier, we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jackpot (1738)
–Verse 4: Fetty Wap–
Ayy, she give extendos out the window, babe
Ayy, you see the wings wherever we go, babe
Ayy, they can’t control me, ain’t no remote, baby
They pop out and cut a hater, freethrow, baby
Ayy, it’s Zoovie, zoovin’ like what you mean?

Bandgeek Mafia – It’s Still Bleeding Lyrics

BANDGEEK MAFIAIt’s Still Bleeding Lyrics
does it have to be this way? How many times I have to pray? I don´t feel free! I know you cannot stay
In this world there is no place, for you and me,
Have you learnt from our mistakes, tell me are you feeling free? I´m not the one who´s left to choose, cause it´s just you it´s just you it´s just you
And I can´t stand it the shadows of you, the shadows of you, all because of you
this is my time, I gave you all I had to give
You make it bleed you make it bleed I don’t want you back
this is my time , I gave you all I had to give
I´m gone for good, I´m gone for good
too many times I was waiting for,
your f**kin´ call but I´ve been just ignored
With my dignity and pride on the floor
There´s no point in trying anymore
I´m not the one who´s left to choose, cause it´s just you it´s just you it´s just you
And I can´t stand it the shadows of you, the shadows of you, all because of you
this is my time, I gave you all I had to give
You make it bleed you make it bleed I don’t want you back
this is my time , I gave you all I had to give
I´m gone for good, I´m gone for good

Def Leppard – Forever Young Lyrics

DEF LEPPARDForever Young Lyrics
The cracks are starting to show
‘cos you’ve had it real bad
You’ve had it real bad
Your mind is starting to blow
‘cos you want it real bad
You want it real bad
Your heart is such a deep divide
And your love is just a love denied
And you want to be
Forever young forever young
You got a hunger for lust
But the high is too much
It’s always too much
The world gets in your face
It’s throwing you round
It’s pushing you down

Climax Blues Band – One For Me And You Lyrics

I’m still missing you
So it’s one for the ladies, one for the crazies
And one for my friends back home
I’m gonna drink to the Devil, stay on the level
One for the road I’m still missing you
So it’s one for the ladies, one for the crazies
And one for my friends back home
I’m gonna drink to the Devil, stay on the level
One for the road and another for me and you
Well, I ain’t got time to write a letter to you
Ain’t got no money for a phone
What am I gonna do? Girl, I’m missing you
Ain’t got the money for a ticket back home
Ain’t got no wings that I can fly
What am I gonna do? I’m so far from you
You’re on my mind every step of the way
Ain’t got no way to let you know
What am I gonna do? CLIMAX BLUES BANDOne For Me And You Lyrics
Well, I ain’t got time to write a letter to you
Ain’t got no money for a phone
What am I gonna do? I’m so far from you
So it’s one for the ladies, one for the crazies
And one for my friends back home
I’m gonna drink to the Devil, stay on the level
One for the road and another for me and you
Gotta keep travelling every day
Keep on moving up the road
What am I gonna do?