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Xbishopx – Drama Head Lyrics

fools lie, a bigger fool believes. bullshit artist, you’re a f**king disease. a sucker desperate to make enemies. don’t kid yourself, you know chivalry is dead. XBISHOPXDrama Head Lyrics
its funny how serious you take your life. push your way through the crowd to decide what’s wrong
and right. use your brain, you’re so f**king naive. you have no place or right, you’re just a f**king
dramahead.

Built To Spill – Planting Seeds Lyrics

BUILT TO SPILLPlanting Seeds Lyrics
I’d hand it to time if I knew where the time had gone
The connoisseurs were wrong
And so was everyone else
I know what they’re saying cuz that’s all they talk
about
Just need to figure out
Some shit for myself
And just because it’s obvious doesn’t mean it’s even
true
Heard it all and I believe that we deserve another
point of view
We can make it if we try
And if we don’t it’s gonna still be alright
‘Cuz our minds are still alive
And we can decide what’s right
Make up your mind make up your own mythology
Afraid of finding me
And of defining you
Take what you want but you won’t want it where your at
I know this for a fact
Just because it’s so true
The first place my mind goes is where I never want it
to
Like where it hurts the most or all the stupid shit I
say and do
You can make it if you try
And if you don’ it’s gonna still be all right
‘Cuz our minds are still alive
And we can decide why
Telling me thousands of times what’s next to want
Just doing their job but you know that’s a dirty job
Can’t stand this game still we’re bullied to play along
When bullies grow up they get meaner
Yeah they really get it down
They think that they get it but they always get it
wrong
They’ll play your favorite song
Just to sell shit to you
I’ve heard that they’ll sell anything and I think they
might
I think Bill Hicks was right
About what they should do
And just because you love something doesn’t mean it’s
yours to buy
Been selling it so long that no one even knows the
reason why
You’ve been messing with our minds
Gettin’ rich wasting our time

Poe – Padre Fear Lyrics

Angel calling the angels here,
Angels calling the angels here,
Angels calling the angels here,
Are you an angel too? Are you (are you) afraid (afraid) of love (of love),
Are you (are you) afraid (afraid) of memory (of memory),
Are you afraid of what you cannot see,
Are you (are you) afraid (afraid) of love (of love),
Are you (are you) afraid (afraid) of me (of me),
Are you afraid of being free? And some midnight when I’m howling at the moon,
It’s midnight and I’m howling for you. Angels calling the angels here,
(I’m sorry. {…party has been disconnected.)
Are you,
‘Cause I would love but nobody’s home. It’s midnight…It’s midnight… Are you, (I’m sorry this number has been disconnected.)
‘Cause I would love but nobody’s home. Are you afraid of love,
Are you afraid of love,
Angels calling the angels here,
Angels calling the angels here,
Angels calling the angels here,
‘Cause I want love but nobody’s home. This number has been disconnected.)
Angels calling the angels here,
Angels calling the angels here,
Are you an angel too? POEPadre Fear Lyrics
(I’m sorry. The number you have reached has been disconnected.)
Are you afraid of love,
Are you afraid of me,
Are you afraid of love,
Is that why you retreat,
Are you afraid of me?

Battlefield Band – I Am The Common Man Lyrics

I am the dweller of slums. I am the filth and the scourge
When winter’s depression comes. I am the killer of men,
Not for a day or an age,
But again and again and again. I am the Common Man,
But, Masters of mine, take heed,
For you have put into my head
Oh! I am the hewer of coal. I am the fool, the despised,
From the cradle to the grave. I am the tiller of soil. Many a wicked deed. I am the fighter of wars. I am the brute and the slave. I am serf of the seas,
Born to bear and to toil. BATTLEFIELD BANDI Am The Common Man Lyrics
I am the Common Man. I am the builder of halls.

O.L.M.S

This ain’t child’s play got you crying over silverbacks
Oh, no I won’t change up nigga less is uniform
I address ’em enough they’d rather see my jeans torn
Family too strong I don’t ever write a wrong
You should always right your wrongs and never leave me alone
–Verse 5–
This shit is so Swayze, Swayze, Swayze, Sway, Sway, Sway
Average listeners will never comprehend this
Like the real reason Draymond Green was suspended
I stand by my words mama told me don’t amend shit
Been running for a long time a nigga still ain’t winded
But I’m blowing up either way y’all still blowing it Lyrics to ‘O.L.M.S’ by Rapsody:

Part 1: The President
–Verse: Rapsody & backup–
God please watch out for my bae
He out in these streets in these woop-woops going crazy
We just tryna eat, no receipt cause they ain’t pay me
Tell me mind my business, well then maybe I could do that
If you let me muthafuckas Hey
If you let me muthafuckas Hey
I could do that for my brothers Hey
You can do that for my brothers? Hey
Well let me see you muthafuckas
They don’t know what we gonna do
And they don’t show what we gonna do
And they don’t care what we gonna do
Whoa
Well let me see you muthafuckas
They don’t know what we gonna do
And they don’t show what we gonna do
And they don’t care what we gonna do
Whoa
Part 2: O.L.M.S
–Verse 1–
This shit is so Swayze, Swayze, Swayze, Sway, Sway, Sway
This shit is so Swayze, Swayze, Swayze, Sway, Sway, Sway
Feet up on the sofa so I always got a leg up
I was born with the force now you’ll never never catch us
Mind on the money, watch doors open like Teslas
I walk in the White House with a strut like George Jefferson
Looking at George and Jefferson, look at us now
Having round tables, these power moves you don’t see around
It’s just us talking justice, the POTUS been down
Making history, the union representing for the south now nigga
I’m still southbound, ain’t a noun could describe me
A pill they could prescribe me, appeal like I’m Cosby
Caught up by the higher ups, they all wanna hire us
My appeal is astounding
9th Wonder found me in a little white house
And a little school crew by way of a little white dude
I paid my ten years of dues
Ain’t paid a dime on the loan I took to get into school nigga
Wolf pack remember who was woofing at me back then
–Verse 2–
This shit is so Swayze, Swayze, Swayze, Sway, Sway, Sway
This shit is so Swayze, Swayze, Swayze, Sway, Sway, Sway
Your acclaim temporary, [?] Joseph
Know you ain’t known without Mary
Know some niggas who won’t rap with Rap cause Rap is too scary
I fit the stereotype of radio, one don’t hear me
Now back to Mary tell the story of the wise men
9th, Jay, Gu they all know that I’m a godsend
Call them all sandman
Tell em bring a dream back
Shout to Spanish Ran, account ran when I whipped my P’s
Down in Jo’burg
I’m tough as ten leathers nigga, four furs
Ain’t gotta save up four words
Obama like my shit
I made my whole career off unusual politics
In a game full of politicians
I was never scared of risk
Cold cold world my rise was in my blitzens
They yellin’ me the reindeer, never cut the rude off
I’mma talk shit, can’t help you niggas built so soft
So soft, yea
–Verse 3–
This shit is so Swayze, Swayze, Swayze, Sway, Sway, Sway
Back again this the incredible
You ain’t eligible to speak my name
Gotta put respect on it, I ain’t playing with you man
This ain’t Michael Keaton nigga, Birdman, Birdman
Chris Anderson mohawk been praying on everyone
Who been praying on my fall
I told you I’m more hawk, be Tony get on board
Either way you swimming with the sharks
I went to your crib and turned all your power off nigga
–Verse 4–
This shit is so Swayze, Swayze, Swayze, Sway, Sway, Sway
I got my guard up, 30 on my back
Looking back on my twenties and they all turning black
I put 50 tubs on it, where my real G’s at?

Joan Armatrading – Everybody Gotta Know Lyrics

JOAN ARMATRADINGEverybody Gotta Know Lyrics
I’ve done it myself
I’ve done things
I never thought I would do
We all make mistakes
And I’m no exception
Sometimes
I think I’ve told it all so plainly
But there’s no one there
To hear the words I say
Sometimes
It all sounds so crazy
Your version of the story
That I know
Oh, when your memory fails you
Everybody gotta know this feeling
Everybody gotta know
Everybody gotta know this feeling inside
I’ve been there myself
I have been some place
I never would go to
It’s just not my style
But persuasion made me
Open my mind
Sometimes
I think I know it all so clearly
But then someone comes
And shows another way
Sometimes
I think that I am going crazy
My character changes
For one day
Oh, when your habits fail you
Everybody gotta know this feeling
Everybody gotta know
Everybody gotta know this feeling inside
Everybody gotta know this feeling
Everybody gotta know
Everybody gotta know this feeling inside
Everybody gotta know this feeling
Everybody gotta know
Everybody gotta know this feeling inside
Everybody gotta know this feeling

Mr. Easy – Ah Who Lyrics

EASYAh Who Lyrics
Intro:
Dem a one dem a two
dem nuh more than you
Dem a fight dem a screw
Caan walk inna yuh shoe
Cho
Man a seh a who
People seh a you
Big tings a gwaan
Dem nuh have a clue
Seh dem inna fashion but da fashion deh boo
tell dem fi move and bow yah
who a get di G
yuh fi seh a me
And yuh naw live like swarmy and flee
From yuh know yuh ready to the highest degree
tell dem fi move and bow yah Heh
1. Since a dem put on yuh pot
mek dem tek it off
since a dem alone hot
gwaan guh show off
dem a trouble yuh alot
dem tink yuh soft
nuff a dem a choke and a cough
CHO
From Top True dem under pressure dem nuh wah yuh around
Anytime dem si yuh dem a block pure sound
A nuh dat dem fi duh dem fi come box wi dung
Anytime dem reddi
Nuf a dem hate yuh fi di clothes yuh a wear
some a dem nuh like wi fi di car we wi steer
If a fi dem own mek dem tek mi out there
Anytime dem reddi
Dem hear seh wi buy 2 big house over south
nuf a dem nuh got so now a pure mad mouth
tell di whole a dem say fi come put wi out
anytime dem reddi
CHO
2. MR.

Robert Palmer – You’re My Thrill Lyrics

ROBERT PALMERYou’re My Thrill Lyrics
You’re my thrill
You do something to me
You send chills right through me
When I look at you
’cause youre my thrill
You’re my thrill
How my pulse increases
I just go to pieces
When I look at you
’cause you’re my thrill
Nothing seems to matter
Here’s my heart on a silver platter
Where’s my will
Why this strange desire
That keeps mounting higher
When I look at you
I can’t keep still
You’re my thrill
Where’s my will
Why this strange desire
That keeps mounting higher
When I look at you
I can’t keep still
You’re my thrill

Violent Femmes – Happiness Is Lyrics

VIOLENT FEMMESHappiness Is Lyrics
I don’t know what one means by happy
I’m happy spasmodically
If I eat a chocolet turtle I’m happy
When the box is empty I’m unhappy
When I get another box
I’m happy again
Happiness is a word for amatures

Luther Allison – Life Is A Bitch Lyrics

LUTHER ALLISONLife Is A Bitch Lyrics
Life is a bitch, it’s hurting me
Yes I said life is a bitch you’all, it’s hurting me
You know my life is rough living in the street
Life is a bitch you’ll, life is a bitch, is a bitch on me
Called my job, they might lay me off
Yes gonna call my job, they might lay me off
Can’t go home with nightmares, driving me crazy
To many worries, to many bills I gotta pay
Is a bitch you’all
Called my president, I need a little help
Yes I’m gonna call on the president, I can’t a help
myself
Don’t give me no more worries, money’s what I need
Life’s like this ain’t funny, it’s a bitch it’s a bitch
it’s a bitch on me
It’s a bitch on, it’s a bitch on
Life is a bitch
It’s a bitch, it’s a bitch, it’s a bitch, it’s a bitch,
it’s a bitch, it’s a son of a bitch
It’s a bitch, it’s a bitch, it’s a bitch, it a bitch,
it’s a bitch if you live like this

Jason Molina – Alone With The Owl Lyrics

JASON MOLINAAlone With The Owl Lyrics
Alone with the owls howling “pain, pain, pain”
Alone with the owls howling “pain”
Alone with the owls howling “pain, pain, pain”
You don’t have to live this way
While I lived was I a stray black dog (x2)
While I lived was I anything at all
Did I have to live this way
I stood beside the ocean not a single wave
Beside the ocean not a single wave (x2)
Not a single left to say
With the owl howling “pain, pain, pain”
With the ocean howling the same
With my life howling the same
Did I have to live this way

Way up – Yfn Lucci lyrics

That chopper got a full a*s drummer kit
My neck and wrist ear and my momma lit
Tryna cop another Benz before the summer hit
Now a nigga way, waaay up like a motherf*ckin’ blimp
We done had to came up, blowed up, got a grip
We done f*ckin’ blowed up, ayy, now we waaay up like a blimp
We done f*ckin’ blowed up, ayy, do it
Pull up in the coupe with the doors up, nigga
I done f*cked your b*tch with my homeboys, nigga
Got these h**s sewed up like a overall, nigga
Yeah and overall still I’m over y’all niggas
Uh, bank first place later, save now f*ck later
Get the p***y, boy, gon’ now f*ck later
I’ma get the money now then f*ck later, yeah. Niggas talk s**t but they quiet when they see meee. What nigga want war with us? Uh, uh, I won’t stop until I win
I don’t f*ck with no fake friends
Niggas talkin’ blocks then we want in
Kick ’em off the block if he ain’t comin’ in
I remember when I came home vert
Remember puttin’ change in my baby mama purse
I’m glad thangs changed and it ain’t get worse
Them niggas tellin’ names but that ain’t gone work, yeah
Uh, I’m a motherf*ckin’ stoner
Whole hunnit to my mama, gave her a whole hunnit
That’s a whole hunnit versuri-lyrics.info
Lil’ nigga, I’m a roadrunner
Bust down on me, 50 whole pointers
Them niggas takin’ swag, yeah, they stole from us
When we out of grass then the snow comin
I ain’t gotta brag ’cause my numbers gon’ show for me
Clearport, every time we flyin’
Know we get ’em 10 times 10 at a time
Them niggas talkin’ mad, get my mans on the line
You know when my mans mad then everybody dyin’
Uh, now a nigga way, waaay up like a motherf*ckin’ blimp
We done f*ckin’ came up, blowed up
You a shrimp, they don’t bring my name up
Niggas know they ain’t us, yeah, ayy, uhhh. Uh, uh what nigga want war with us? Everybody gon’ hate when you waaay up
I ain’t at the top yet, I’m on the waaay up
On the waaay up, waaay up, yeah
I done came far I’m on the waaay up
Tryna get there I’m on the waaay up
I ain’t at the top yet, I’m on my waaay up, yeah. Yfn Lucci lyrics
Lyrics up Nigga talk s**t but they quiet when they see me
I’m in that new thang, out ridin’ like a genie
This a 450, this is not a Lamborghini
And they know that we gon’ eat, we want business
Know that we gone beef ’bout a penny
Know if we don’t eat, we don’t sleep
Ain’t no peace, we gon’ creep with them semi’s
That judge put a nigga in that chair like a dentist
Who you know on one leg still runnin’ s**t? Uh, uh, you know we waaay up
I done lost my man on the waaay up
Lost a couple bands on the waaay up
Had to change the plans on the waaay up
Now I’m on my waaay up, can’t wait to wake up, yeah
Every day a nigga on his waaay up
Tryna get there, when I get there, I’ma stay up
Yeah, I’m on my waaay up, yeah
Yeah, when you waaay up
What they gon’ say when you waaay up? Uh, uh, you know we waaay up
I done lost my man on the waaay up
Lost a couple bands on the waaay up
Had to change the plans on the waaay up
Now I’m on my waaay up, can’t wait to wake up, yeah
Every day a nigga on his waaay up
Tryna get there, when I get there, I’ma stay up
Yeah, I’m on my waaay up, yeah
Yeah, when you waaay up, what they gon’ say when you waaay up? Everybody gon’ hate when you waaay up
I ain’t at the top yet, I’m on the way up
On the waaay up, waaay up, yeah
I done came far I’m on the waaay up
Tryna get there I’m on the waaay up
I ain’t at the top yet, I’m on my waaay up, yeahhh. Niggas talk s**t but they quiet when they see
Uh, uh, what nigga, what nigga? Everybody gon’ hate when you waaay up
I ain’t at the top yet, I’m on the waaay up
On the waaay up, waaay up, yeah
I done came far I’m on the waaay up
Tryna get there I’m on the waaay up
I ain’t at the top yet, I’m on my waaay up, yeah. Lyrics Yfn Lucci – Way up
Uh, uh, you know we way up
I done lost my man on the way up
Lost a couple bands on the way up
Had to change the plans on the way up
Now I’m on my way up, can’t wait to wake up, yeah
Every day a nigga on his way up
Tryna get there, when I get there, I’ma stay up
Yeah, I’m on my way up, yeah
Yeah, when you way up
What they gon’ say when you way up?

Laura – Alex Lustig lyrics

Everything about her is addictive,
Versuri-lyrics.info
Even when she’s standing still I can feel her spinning,
Colours in her eyes, I’m feeling dizzy,
Her glances keep me hypnotised, come look at me now Laura. Alex Lustig lyrics
Video Alex Lustig Something ’bout the way she raises makes me feel so fineee. Come look at me now Laura. Something ’bout the way she moves makes me wanna cry. Something ’bout the way she raises makes me feel so fine. Lyrics ALex Lustig – Laura
Glitter in the air as we are dancing,
Hovering above the ground and sticking to my eyelid,
Somewhere in between fluorescent colours, I can see her dance alone. Something ’bout the way she moves makes me wanna cry.

Louis Tomlinson – Back To You (feat. Bebe Rexha & Digital Farm Animals)

You got me cornered and my hands are tied

[Pre-Chorus 2: Louis Tomlinson & Bebe Rexha]
You got me so addicted to the drama
I tell myself I’m done with wicked games
But then I get so numb with all the laughter
That I forget about the pain
[Chorus: Louis Tomlinson]
Whoa, you stress me out, you kill me
You drag me down, you fuck me up
We’re on the ground, we’re screaming
I don’t know how to make it stop
I love it, I hate it, and I can’t take it
But I keep on coming back to you (back to you)
Oh, no, no, I just keep on coming back to you (back to you)
Oh, no, no, I just keep on coming back to you
[Bridge: Louis Tomlinson & Bebe Rexha]
And I guess you’ll never know
All the bullshit that you put me through
And I guess you’ll never know, no
Yeah, so you can cut me up and kiss me harder
You can be the pill to ease the pain
‘Cause I know I’m addicted to your drama
Baby, here we go again
[Chorus: Bebe Rexha & Louis Tomlinson]
Whoa, you stress me out, you kill me
You drag me down, you fuck me up
We’re on the ground, we’re screaming
I don’t know how to make it stop
I love it, I hate it, and I can’t take it
But I keep on coming back to you (back to you)
Oh, no, no, I just keep on coming back to you (back to you)
Oh, no, no, I just keep on coming back to you (back to you)
I just keep on coming back to you [Verse 1: Bebe Rexha]
I know you say you know me, know me well
But these days I don’t even know myself, no
I always thought I’d be with someone else
I thought I would own the way I felt, yeah
[Pre-Chorus 1: Bebe Rexha]
I call you but you never even answer
I tell myself I’m done with wicked games
But then I get so numb with all the laughter
That I forget about the pain
[Chorus: Bebe Rexha]
Whoa, you stress me out, you kill me
You drag me down, you fuck me up
We’re on the ground, we’re screaming
I don’t know how to make it stop
I love it, I hate it, and I can’t take it
But I keep on coming back to you
[Verse 2: Louis Tomlinson]
I know my friends, they give me bad advice
Like move on, get you out my mind
But don’t you think I haven’t even tried?

Jay-Z – Bam (feat. Damian Marley)

[Chorus: Damian Marley and Jay-Z]
Now greetings to the world
Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard
Rude boy nuh live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Too much su, su, su, su, su
Them chatty, chatty, chatty
Them su, su, su, su, su
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV
[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
Shawn was on that gospel shit
I was on the total fuckin’ opposite
Shit, stuff a million dollars in the sock drawer
That’s a war chest in case you need your chest knocked off
Y’all be talkin’ crazy under them IG pictures
So when you get to hell you tell ’em Blanco sent ya
I can’t take no threats, I got a set of twins
Those were just the words you’ll never hear again
For the final time you don’t believe these fools
I’ve never seen a worker rock so many jewels
I’ve never seen the runner with so many cars
Y’all couldn’t stop me, you’re not as tough as you say you are
My advice is just don’t be too nice to niggas
Just set the price so niggas’ll live your life, my nigga
Once upon a time in the projects
Shawn was in flight mode, I bought a Pyrex
I was in fight mode and now it’s "fuck me, mijo"
I was movin’ them kilos, help you move your peoples
Sometimes you need your ego, gotta remind these fools
Who they effin’ with, and we got FN’s too
Before we had A&R’s, we had AR’s too
We the only ones really movin’ like y’all say y’all do
We still movin’ like y’all niggas say y’all did
Emory passed you niggas and he did a bid
Ty Ty jumped over niggas and he’s like 5’6"
Got the heart of a giant, don’t you ever forget
Don’t you never forget, Jigga got this shit poppin’
I pulled out the pot when we was outta options

[Chorus: Damian Marley and Jay-Z]
Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard
Rude boy nuh live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Them su, su, su, su, su
Too much chatty, chatty, chatty
And them su, su, su, su, su
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV
[Verse 2: Jay Z]
Put that drum in your ear, don’t get Srem’d
I’ll Bobby Shmurda anybody you heard of
Niggas could not be further, I fathered your style
Birth of a Nation, Nat Turner style
Uh, y’all make me turn up all this talkin’ down
Uh, niggas is skippin’ leg day just to run they mouth
I be skippin’ leg day, I still run the world
I pressed ahead of your team with one finger curled
I’ll line you all up with one finger wave
Make niggas weave, niggas is out here fake
Laced front to the back, don’t front
Y’all gonna make me wig, I’ma give y’all what you want
[Chorus: Damian Marley and Jay-Z]
Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard
Dreadlocks nuh live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
And them su, su, su, su, su
Too much chatty, chatty, chatty
And them su, su, su, su, su
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV

[Outro: Damian Marley]
Can’t you see it’s my ambition
I come to nice up the whole nation
What a bam bam yeah, Lord
And mi seh what a bam bam (Do it, Jay!)
Can’t you see it’s my ambition
I come to nice up the whole nation
What a bam bam
What a bam bam
I don’t give a God damn
I don’t give a God damn
When mi come a dance and mi spliff and Guinness
Yow, crowd of people–go and mind yuh business
This a hunting season
Mek I tell you hunting season
Well, I tell ya something season
Yow this a hunting season
Cake and dumpling season
Spinners and dumpling season
Don’t play by the king
Love is all I and I bring you know
Voice of the one pon gully banking
Top ranking, keep it skanking
Ooh wee, huh
Hear me now

LOGIC – Take It Back

And I’m gonna tell you about how
All this young boy ever wanted was happiness
All he ever wanted was positivity
All he ever wanted to do was entertain
And this boy went through hell
You gotta understand, his mother was racist, which is crazy
‘Cause how in the fuck is you gonna have
All these black babies with black men but you racist
Like bitch, that don’t make no sense, but it is what it is
You know, he grew up, her callin’ him a nigger
The kids at school callin’ him a cracker
Identifying as black, looking as white
Being told what you can or can’t be
This kid went through everything
He went through…
He saw narcotics in the household
Violence, murderers, drug dealers, he was kidnapped
There was crazy shit that happened to this kid
And he persevered while the whole world said
What they said? Masta deep down inside of me
The plantation deep down inside of me
Everybody fuck like sodomy
‘Cause one or the other what it gotta be
Tell me why my momma gotta lie to me
Unity for everyone that lied to me
Peace on Earth what I try to be
I just wanna spread the message of equality
And yes, I got to gift to gab fo sho
Will I have to get the gat? [Chorus]
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man
Could paint the black man with a gun in his hand
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first white man
At the very moment when they looked around and said
"Fuck it, I’ma steal this land"
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man
Could paint the black man with a gun in his hand
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first white man
At the very moment when they looked around and said
"Fuck it, I’ma steal this land"
[Outro]
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to about 1990
Shady Grove Hospital in Rockville, Maryland
7:36 a.m., where a biracial baby was born
To a black father and a white mother
Father that wasn’t there
Addicted to crack cocaine, alcohol, and various other drugs
Same as his mom
(Way, way back)
So I’m gonna tell you about that, right? No, no
Yes, I got to gift to gab fo sho
But will have to get the gat, get the gat, get the, get the gat? Mothafucka, little mothafucka no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no
Ya nigga, ya cracka, ya white boy, ya black mothafucka
No-no! [Chorus]
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man
Could paint the black man with a gun in his hand
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first white man
At the very moment when they looked around and said
"Fuck it, I’ma steal this land"
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man
Could paint the black man with a gun in his hand
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first white man
At the very moment when they looked around and said
"Fuck it, I’ma steal this land"
[Verse 1]
Everybody wanna tell me what I am, what I am not
"You ain’t black, you a mothafuckin’ white boy
Shut ya mouth, do it right boy, a’ight boy? Said you wouldn’t be shit! You ain’t gon’ be nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
Nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothing
And I, and he, he said fuck that, I’ma persevere
And that’s why the message is always peace, love and positivity
See, he always saw things from two sides
He always saw things from two sides
He always knew that the message
Everybody was born equal
Regardless of race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation
He knew that because he saw that
(Take it back, take it way back
Take it way)
Because he was stripped and torn down
By his black brothers and sisters that were uneducated
And that did not know
And he was stripped and he was torn down
By his white side that did not know
These people that are ignorant
That cannot see the bigger picture
That must fight and kill and murder each other
But once again, all he ever wanted to do
Was spread a message of equality
For every man, woman, and child
Regardless of race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation
(Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first)
Now imagine this child growing up
And seeing the craziest shit
Being a part of the craziest shit
Running around with the wrong people
Running around with guns and knives
And fighting and stealing and, and all this
Because he didn’t know, he didn’t know! No, no
Yes, I got to gift to gab fo sho
But will have to get the gat, get the gat, get the, get the? But he knew deep down in his heart that it wasn’t right
And he knew that he needed to get away from it
Now I want you to also imagine, that at 17 years old
This child, okay, leaves home and gets two jobs to support himself
Two jobs that he works in the morning and the evenings
And then he would then come home
To about eight or nine hours of sleep
But spend four, five, six hours of that
Working on music, persevering
Grabbing the remote control and looking in the mirror
And pretending to see thousands and thousands and thousands of people
Just chanting his name
Hoping that it would happen
But the, but the, but the world said no! (Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first)
And he said fuck that
He said peace, love, and positivity
He said equality for all man
Regardless of race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation, yeah
Now I want you to also imagine
People telling him that he did not live this life
“You just a white boy
You ain’t never experienced that shit
You from Gaithersburg, Maryland, nothing happens there
Oh no, no, we know, we weren’t there
We didn’t live with you, we didn’t live in your Section 8 household
We didn’t live with the narcotics and violence in your household
We just saw it from the outside, outside, outside, outside
Outside, outside, outside, outside
And since you white, you gotta have money, right?”
(Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first black man)
And this young man persevered in spite
Of what people told him he was, wasn’t, and would never be
(Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first black)
And that man is here today, proud
A lover of all human beings
Regardless of race, religion, color, creed, sexual orientation, yeah, yeah
And he’s here to say:
Even though we’re all born and created equal
We are not treated equally
There’s extremists on every side
And you should just do your best to live life
And let other people believe whatever they wanna believe
As long as they’re not hurtin’ anybody
You can believe they’re going to hell
You can believe it’s not right
You can believe you’re superior, fine
Just stop killing each other Skin too white, nigga fuck that"
Everything you talk about, cut that
That door you trying to open, you could shut that
Grip the gat, yeah that’s how I’ma buck back
Tell me what I am and what I know now
All this prejudice has got to go
Life is moving fast, it need to slow down
Come and see me when I am in yo’ town
Practice what we preach before it go down
Practice what we preach before it go
Yes, I got the gift to gab fo sho
Will I have to get the gat? Man, why you such a hype boy?"
"Why you always talk about being black?

Lykke Li – Unchained Melody

Oh, oh, my love, my darling
I’ve hungered for your touch
A long lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine? I need your love, I need your love
Godspeed your love to me I need your love, I need your love
Godspeed your love to me
Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the sea
To the waiting arms of the sea
Lonely rivers cry, wait for me, wait for me
To the open arms, wait for me
My love, my darling
I’ve hungered for your kiss
Are you still mine?

NAV & Metro Boomin – Perfect Timing

[Intro: Future & Young Thug]
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
[Pre-Chorus]
Me and Metro don’t need help
Mail a pint to myself
Flew a pornstar to ATL
Louis Goyard belt
5 star hotels
Buy everything on the rack (cash)
Buy everything on the shelf (cash)
I make you mad, I can tell
[Chorus]
Perfect timing, yeah
Watch full of diamonds, yeah (bling)
Chart climbing, yeah
Foreign car driving, yeah (skrt)
Perfect timing, yeah
Diamonds shining, yeah
Stars aligning, yeah
It’s perfect timing, yeah
[Verse 1]
Double styrofoam cup (lean)
Big dog, you a pup
Since me and Metro made "Up"
All these bitches acting like sluts
You’re not the type I can trust
Feel your energy through your touch
Follow feelings in my gut
Choppa turn your body into dust
She don’t wanna listen to you
Your girlfriend listening to me
She on the phone with you
While she sucking on me
Off-white and Supreme
VLONE Vs, double Gs
Molly, liquor, bush, weed
These bitches so easy to please

[Pre-Chorus]
Me and Metro don’t need help
Mail a pint to myself
Flew a pornstar to ATL
Louis Goyard belt
5 star hotels
Buy everything on the rack (cash)
Buy everything on the shelf (cash)
I make you mad, I can tell
[Chorus]
Perfect timing, yeah
Watch full of diamonds, yeah (bling)
Chart climbing, yeah
Foreign car driving, yeah (skrt)
Perfect timing, yeah
Diamonds shining, yeah
Stars aligning, yeah
It’s perfect timing, yeah
[Verse 2]
Bust down rollie, flood it with diamonds
Can’t tell what the time is, still know it’s perfect timing
See It, want it, then I buy it, yeah
Lambo roar like a lion, yeah
Private jets is what I’m flying, yeah
Watch your rap careers dying, yeah
Won’t come to your wedding ’cause I don’t want to wear a suit
Walking through the snow, I’m wearing YSL boots
9AM I’m off the Addys, still up in the booth
These other brown boys corny
They love me ’cause I’m the truth

[Pre-Chorus]
Me and Metro don’t need help
Mail a pint to myself
Flew a pornstar to ATL
Louis Goyard belt
5 star hotels
Buy everything on the rack (cash)
Buy everything on the shelf (cash)
I make you mad, I can tell
[Chorus]
Perfect timing, yeah
Watch full of diamonds, yeah (bling)
Chart climbing, yeah
Foreign car driving, yeah (skrt)
Perfect timing, yeah
Diamonds shining, yeah
Stars aligning, yeah
It’s perfect timing, yeah

Run The Jewels – Down (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

[Verse 1: Killer Mike]
I hope (I hope)
I hope with the highest of hopes
That I never have to go back to the trap
And my days of dealing with dope
So I, I only spit fire and dope
So later on you can go quote
My lines to your people and folk
And they say damn (damn, damn, damn)
That boy be spitting that pressure (pressure)
And he be smoking that pressure (pressure)
And he smart as a professor, yes sir
25 lighters on dresser, pound of that pressure
Sittin right next to, next to
Next to a book and a gun
Ballot or bullet, you better use one
One time for the freedom of speeches (speeches)
Two time for the right to hold heaters (heaters)
Just skip to the fifth if the cops in your house
Close your mouth and pray to your Jesus
Ask why cause the Devil a lie (lie)
So I stay holy and high (high)
May never get rich, but I never bitch
‘Cause I made it here by and by
[Hook: Killer Mike & Joi Gilliam]
My my, y’all
I coulda died, y’all
A couple times I took my eyes off the prize, y’all
I know a few people pray for my demise, y’all
But like cream, I had to rise, I had to rise, y’all
Who am I, y’all
I coulda died, y’all
A couple times, I took my eyes off the prize, y’all
I know a couple people pray for my demise, y’all
But even birds with broken wings want to fly, y’all

[Verse 2: El-P]
RTJ
You’re gonna need a bigger boat, boys, you’re in trouble
Aye, gonna need a little hope, boys, on the double
Aye, you muckin’ with a G here, see, talk to me
Or maybe listen to the man that barely dodged his own lobotomy
Pop the tape in, baby, we got shit we wrote for you (for you)
Came from feeling what a pure absence of hope can do
Only to leap through flaming rings and break the nose of crews
Still in their wings’ll be them darlings, hope they’ve broken you
Yeah, they better hope that
I’m a full force and a cold fact
See the cold floor where I licked dirt
When the dough dried and the pride died
Had a dumb max, had to shop right
Gimme two meals and the lights on
I’ma do right, get a new crew
Make a new life, never boo hoo
Never lose sight, I’m a voodoo
With a burst heart from an old soul
Better stop, drop when the squad’s hot, we don’t stop a lot
We don’t talk a lot about it, we just pop it off a lot
I’m high, man, I’m a cosmonaut
Scream, "Fuck ’em," ’til they lop our bloody noggins off
I promise y’all

[Hook: Killer Mike & Joi Gilliam]
My my, y’all
I coulda died, y’all
A couple times I took my eyes off the prize, y’all
I know a few people pray for my demise, y’all
But like cream, I had to rise, I had to rise, y’all
Oh my, y’all
I coulda died, y’all
A couple times, I took my eyes off the prize, y’all
I know a couple people pray for my demise, y’all
But even birds with broken wings want to fly, y’all
[Outro: El-P]
R-T-J..! R-T-J..! R-T-J..! R-T-J..!

Run The Jewels – Panther Like A Panther (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

[Hook: Trina w/ El-P & Killer Mike]
I’m the shit
Looking at the money like it’s mine to get
I’m the shit bitch
Everybody down, throw the pistol and fist
I’m the shit
We looking at the money like it’s ours to get
I’m the shit bitch
Everybody live throw the pistol and fist
I’m the shit [Hook: Trina w/ El-P & Killer Mike]
I’m the shit
Looking at the money like it’s mine to get
I’m the shit bitch
Everybody down, throw the pistol and fist
I’m the shit
We looking at the money like it’s ours to get
I’m the shit bitch
Everybody live throw the pistol and fist
[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
We the grimy and gritty, made it the Grammy committees
Got told that we spit it too vicious and would never see victory
And I refuse to play humble as though my dick itty bitty
I got banana dick, your bitch go apeshit if she hit it
Meanwhile, you’re too nervous, pervis, that’s why you never get service
And me, I caught the preacher’s wife workin’ ‘fore Sunday service
I put my hand up her skirt and then we prayed for a purpose
I baptized her in Jesus name, left her shakin’ and squirtin’
Ooh, I shocked the Sunday school and did that shit there on purpose
See, I’m a pervert with purpose that make you question your purpose
Run the Jewels’ll arrive at arenas, bunch of blood thirsty hyenas
To get revenge on the kingdoms that killed the dreams of the dreamers
Drank alcohol for the demons, sip lean with all of the schemers
You see he groove with the people, move with the mind of a genius
You see, he workin’ the angles so he ain’t never an angel
They wanna get you to hang him, well give them fuckers a finger

[Hook: Trina w/ El-P & Killer Mike]
I’m the shit
Looking at the money like it’s mine to get
I’m the shit bitch
Everybody down, throw the pistol and fist
I’m the shit
We looking at the money like it’s ours to get
I’m the shit bitch
Everybody live throw the pistol and fist
[Verse 3: El-P]
Welcome to fuckyoupalooza, we bruisin’ any who movin’
Who wanna stan’ for these douches, you raise a hand and you lose it
I hold the door for old ladies, run into fires and save babies
I went to school in the eighties, taking the train with the crazies
New York, New York is the mothership where I used to smoke dust and shit
Now, I’m crop dustin’ fuckers, suck it up and you’ll love the shit
No more games, I’m above the shit, butter me up for nothing
I’m taking all of your ducats ’cause I can call when you’re bluffing
[Verse 4: Killer Mike]
Who thought the son of Denise would be the leader of people? [Intro: El-P]
I’ll flood the speakers with heat seekers
And keep sneakers cleaner than nunnery pussy evening of Easter
I’ll leave my prints on her keister, I suck the clit and release it if it will please her
I’ll kneel to her, best believe make a meal of her…
Thank you
*Snapping*
(Yes, yes, brilliant)
[Verse 1: El-P]
Told the preacher I love her, he said that God was her lover
I said if he really loves her then he would love that we’re lovers
I walk around in a bubble, a fucking scoundrel in trouble
In every town, make a rumble, the venue ground into rubble
Give me a ten, and I’ll double, I’ll split your face like some aces
I got a fragrance I’m wearing called, "I will shit on you basics."
The money wants me to have it, I have a hunger for data
I’m crunching numbers and crack unbreakable safes while I’m at it
I’m doing more than just rapping you have to grant me that dap
When you around where I’m at just know that it is not where you at
I’m not on your map, I’m a mystery to you captains of industry
If the ‘matic is missing me automatic, it’s victory
Hey! When he was your house at Morehouse, slangin’ pounds of the reefer
Sat with potential presidents and said the p should be legal as reparations
For what this nation has done to my people
I’m a pervert, a poet, I ain’t a saint, and I know it
Been a crook and cooked the books but never shorted no whores
Promoters comp me the Moet, I’m the man and I know it
I’m the shit, Bitch, tell me, how could I not show it?