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SonReal – Problems

[Verse 1]
I’ve met with the angels
Danced with the devil in my head, and that’s okay
I’ve tried to be the strongest
When I was the weakest inside, and that’s okay
[Pre-Chorus]
I will wake up, on my homies sofa
Weight all on my shoulders
All for this dream tonight, dream tonight
I would fake it, hide from my mistakes
But fears, I had to face them just to be here tonight
[Chorus]
We’ve all got something to offer
Everybody got a dream
Everyone’s got some problems, not just ones you see
Everyone’s got some falling, everybody needs to speak
Everybody’s got some problems, not just you and me
Everybody’s got some problems, problems
Everybody’s got some problems, problems
Everybody’s got some problems, problems
Everybody’s got some problems, problems
[Verse 2]
We’ve tried
There’s nothing wrong with being wrong sometimes
Just not me
Goodbye to all them L’s I took last year
I’m on mine, J-O-B

[Pre-Chorus]
I will wake up, on my homies sofa
Weight all on my shoulders
All for this dream tonight, dream tonight
I would fake it, hide from my mistakes
But fears, I had to face them just to be here tonight
[Chorus]
We’ve all got something to offer
Everybody got a dream
Everyone’s got some problems, not just ones you see
Everyone’s got some falling, everybody needs to speak
Everybody’s got some problems, not just you and me
Everybody’s got some problems, problems
Everybody’s got some problems, problems
Everybody’s got some problems, problems
Everybody’s got some problems, problems
[Pre-Chorus]
I will wake up, on my homies sofa
Weight all on my shoulders
All for this dream tonight, dream tonight
I would fake it, hide from my mistakes
But fears, I had to face them just to be here tonight
[Chorus]
We’ve all got something to offer
Everybody got a dream
Everyone’s got some problems, not just ones you see
Everyone’s got some falling, everybody needs to speak
Everybody’s got some problems, not just you and me
Everybody’s got some problems, problems
Everybody’s got some problems, problems
Everybody’s got some problems, problems
Everybody’s got some problems, problems

kirstin – Naked

Take off my heels, put on my shield
(For your eyes, your eyes only)
Then oh my god, showing my cards
(For your eyes, your eyes only)
Basking underneath your lips, I’m feelin’ it
Takin’ off my camouflage to let you in
All my dirty secrets, imma let you see tonight
[Chorus]
With you I’m naked baby even with my clothes off
It’s crazy how you keep on breaking these walls
You could strip away my fears and take it all off (all off)
(Your eyes, your eyes only)
With you I’m naked baby even with my clothes off
It’s crazy how you keep on breaking these walls
You could strip away my fears and take it all off (all off)
(Your eyes, your eyes only)
Whisper my name, tell me to stay
(Your arms, your arms hold me)
here in the dark, so close to my heart
(Your arms, your arms only)
Basking underneath your lips, I’m feelin’ it
Takin’ off my camouflage to let you in
All my dirty secrets, imma let you see tonight
[Chorus]
With you I’m naked baby even with my clothes off
It’s crazy how you keep on breaking these walls
You could strip away my fears and take it all off (all off)
(Your eyes, your eyes only)
With you I’m naked baby even with my clothes off
It’s crazy how you keep on breaking these walls
You could strip away my fears and take it all off (all off)
(Your eyes, your eyes only)
(With you I’m naked baby) hey
(With you I’m naked baby) ahhhh
(With you I’m naked baby) You naked baby yeah
[Chorus]
With you I’m naked baby even with my clothes off
It’s crazy how you keep on breaking these walls
You could strip away my fears and take it all off (all off)
(Your eyes, your eyes only)
With you I’m naked baby even with my clothes off
It’s crazy how you keep on breaking these walls
You could strip away my fears and take it all off (all off)
(Your eyes, your eyes only)

Silverstein – Secret’s Safe (Dead Reflection Album)

[Verse 1]
I dug myself out of my grave
A box of pine and dirt remain
And every insecurity I’ve left there with it
I laughed at every word you said
With sparking eyes, a handsome head
And confidence we’ll perfect
The things you see are nothing like me
[Chorus]
I’ll leave it all behind and justify it just between you and me
I buried all the misery, but it’s clawing back now
It’s every move and everything you do
You’ll never make me forget the things I’ve seen
I know my secret’s safe with me
[Verse 2]
I took the stairs, I climbed so high
On every floor I told a lie
And at the top I tried to fly
But stayed here with you
The door keeps opening
It brings a gust of cold and crawling skin
I’m comfortable but I just sinned silently
And that’s just like me

[Chorus]
I’ll leave it all behind and justify it just between you and me
I buried all the misery, but it’s clawing back now
It’s every way you move and everything you do
You’ll never make me forget the things I’ve seen
I know my secret’s safe with me
[Bridge]
Fail me, spill me
Leave this mess behind
You may not have a lot to give
But I’ll still take it
Make me, hate me
Bottle me up inside
It’s better there than where I’ve been
A perfect heart I never was
I lied to everyone I loved
It made them love me even more
And made me hate myself
[Chorus]
I’ll leave it all behind and justify it just between you and me
I buried all the misery, but it’s clawing back now
It’s every way you move and everything you do
You’ll never make me forget the things I’ve seen
I know my secret’s safe with me

The Doppelgangaz – Beak Wet (Dopp Hopp Album)

Copped the whole hog from Rodney Scott
Touch the burnt ends, even friends get mollywhopped
Your body rock, Bugatti straight out the body shop
You’re fake cloaked out, you don’t embody Dopp
Stop, hit next, they never heard of it
A Ganga vexed, about to suplex my sex surrogate
One armed tourniquet in the vip, whip, swerving it
Hard to determine wit of a dip shit slurring it [Verse 1: Matter ov Fact]
A Ganga Known to be a Swinger to your pale spouse
Eating 20 Zingers at a Miller’s Alehouse yea
Negotiate the right amounts
And now, all the Sage butter got the braised quail doused agh
Bottom heavy girl Tennessee
Shorty always shaking something never tremor free
Top heavy shorty still attending Emory
I told her thanks for the mammaries I mean the memories
A set of g’s by her own admission
Listen, A Ganga moving of his own volition
I’m talking free range not the cage shit
Playing street fighter made a nigga rage quit
Shit we heavy on the sushi
Or in the shack watching blues brothers rest in peace John Belushi
Yeah, and I don’t need Louis Vuitton or Gucci
Just trying to get my beak wet, Don Fanucci
[Verse 2: EP]
Your nephews are pieces of shit and all your nieces are hit
Too egregious, hit them with the cease and desist
See a Ganga shoes talk, peep the crease in his kicks
Sex drive decreases, now she greases her slit
It, shit
Must mean I, be pinching the mushroom tip to Justine Skye
Made a crostini out of rye
She only want to see me on the side, why?

The Doppelgangaz – I’ve Been (Dopp Hopp Album)

[Verse 1: EP]
If these men could bellow
We’d tell you how we woke up in September
With shorty mouth on our member, that’s a “Brentwood Hello”
We three game parlay on Boston, Miami and Cleveland
Black cloak Cavalli, I floss with your mammy, she’s seasoned
Veteran status I pegged her instead of my baddest
‘Cus booties deflate and beauty fades, never stay as is
I’m in 1203 at Palace Station, got my shit calibrating
I’m growing wild impatient, you find my style abrasive
Scowl at my childish nature, you in my file, invasive
Check my profile its glacial, you know the nomenclature
Known for some home invasions, looking for stones and paper
You’re of the wrong persuasion, he might eradicate you
[Hook]
And I’ve been
Though it’s easy to tell
I’m still up in that Parts Unknown living that BCL
And I’ve been
Though it’s easily shown
I’m still living that BCL up in that Parts Unknown
And I’ve been
Though it’s easy to tell
I’m still up in that Parts Unknown living that BCL
And I’ve been
Though it’s easily shown
I’m still living that BCL up in that Parts Unknown

[Verse 2: Matter ov Fact]
Birkenstocks with purple socks never switching pairs
And for years his entire scalp was full of them kitchen hairs
Didn’t care type of nigga to take an ish in Sears
Not the lavatory the aisle by the fishing gear
Different tier and his ideal companionship
Is Shorties with happy trails that turn into landing strips
So Get the scouting report and go read the manuscript ‘cus
He’d rather walk the plank before he go abandons ship
Shit and I’ve been, Stealing loafer displays
Eating Stouffers and Lays
Taking in gophers and strays
And I’ve been, Pulled over in May
Field sobriety test I failed it sober as day
I ain’t the boys n blue but I still serve and protect
Working hard on the come up
Could have reverse effects
Fighting over some crumbs
Trying to conserve a spec
You looking for a Ganga, I’m on that Curves Connect
[Hook]
And I’ve been
Though it’s easy to tell
I’m still up in that Parts Unknown living that BCL
And I’ve been
Though it’s easily shown
I’m still living that BCL up in that Parts Unknown

And I’ve been
Though it’s easy to tell
I’m still up in that Parts Unknown living that BCL
And I’ve been
Though it’s easily shown
I’m still living that BCL up in that Parts Unknown

The Doppelgangaz – If It Wasn’t For The Cloak (Dopp Hopp Album)

Bernard hair fuck it
All my niggas got thousand yard stares out here
Tryna get a matching house and yard chairs
[Hook]
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been gone on a killing spree
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been jumped off the Tappan Zee
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been a threat to both you and me
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
Yo one more time if it wasn’t for the cloak

[Verse 2: EP]
Gangaz really out here, moving on excursions
Never not without beer, shawties ain’t no virgins
Living life without fear, ‘cus thats just a diversion
Money and the trout near so keep it on your persons
Whether she jerk Gherkins, shaped like a triangle or a pear
She’s well aware a Ganga lit off the angel’s share
Can be a real pain in the rear
Abstain from the brain but slain the derriere
Intriguing as it may be
A Ganga misinformed, sworn she had a butt baby
Played me, now your four tents missing
With the stored cents for your poor dentition Agh
Had too much rust at the prelim, trying to get a win
But much to his chagrin
Got two phones with dual sim
On a whim, sip a Moscow Mule but use gin
[Hook]
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been gone on a killing spree
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been jumped off the Tappan Zee
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
I swear a Ganga would’ve been a threat to both you and me
And if it wasn’t for the cloak
Yo one more time if it wasn’t for the cloak [Verse 1: Matter ov Fact]
A pair of shorts and grey Uggs
Down in Queensland snacking on some Moreton bay bugs yum
Permanently sport a Ye shrug
Sipping moonshine pour your ass a quart and say chug, ay
Usually stay smug
But today I think I might just go support a stray pug yea
Shorty with the big jugs
Said Matter ov Fact come give me a hug you big lug yo
A nigga valentine prone
Got shorties steady showing me they’re palatine bones agh
Keep it clandestine Joan
Nobody got to know we had the grandest time known
And she got the hardware
With the pube patch
Thicker than some St.

The Doppelgangaz – Strong Ankles (feat. Thonio) (Dopp Hopp Album)

She’ll make a post to remind to remind you
You can open them cheeks walk in and close them behind you
She be eating real fast but she give me head slowly
And when she get on top it’s looking like she’s in the bed doley
Not materialistic she give a fuck bout your Roley
See you rolling a spliff kehd but Can u roll a cannoli? Shorty sneeze guacamole and when she bleeding it’s Ragu
She got a reason to bag you, massaging beef like its waggyu I’m singing
[Hook]
I need somebody that’s twice my width now
She know her presence would be a gift now
Pushing 240, she come along, why thank you now
That’s just my shawty, she got the strong, strong ankles now

[Verse 2: EP]
Ayo fuck boy you see me I be the black cloak genie
I got 300 pounds on me squeezing all on my weenie
She thinks a Ganga done blew up, under three, but she two up
I never had no one text me at 4am saying “you up?”
016 we go sick, in 015 they done threw up
High and low shark a shawty and now we doing the bruk up
We done grew up from losers got a whip full of cougars
Hit the strip, go to Lugers then we chew dip and blow hookah uh
Big mama, big mama uh, he said “that’s what you like, yeah?”
Fuck up out my business, got me tight yeah
Slim broads, he paying just to pipe yeah
Got one from every type, but not tonight yeah

[Hook]
I need somebody that’s twice my width now
She know her presence would be a gift now
Pushing 240, she come along, why thank you now
That’s just my shawty, she got the strong, strong ankles now [Verse 1: Matter ov Fact]
Big momma there she’s the one that I’m picking ock
The flock sipping on that Ciroc mixed with chicken stock
6 o’clock I told them other chicks start kicking rocks
When be cheffing up in that wok you know she lick the pot
Who forgot?

The Doppelgangaz – Olympics (Dopp Hopp Album)

Aye, It’s like the words to a certain song
We steady mobbing ’til the day that the curtains drawn
My Word is born shorty bobbing and flirting strong
Four in the morn when my nigga Robin Lundberg is on
We gone [Verse 1: EP]
Cyn Santana with the dog filter’s everything honey
That’s food for the sharks, shit, ‘cus everything’s chummy
You big dummy, Scoobavelli we tricked her
Copped the Crab Louie, andouille and Celery Victor
Catch my good side in the flicks by Richter
We out in Woodside, smacked off the elixir
Picture a Ganga in some Dennis Busenitz
Own the building and we got tenants
Shit he copped a fleet of homes
Right next to Rashida Jones
To each is own, Kraft mac or Velveeta prone
We eat alone and make a toast to sobriety
Slurping bivalves of the east coast variety
The diet be, whatever we might be keen to bake
Himalayan rock salt topped with Tajima steak
Waiting ‘til its daybreak
You a day late, shit, protect the namesake
[Chorus]
And it boils, and it really takes not only a lot of people
Who have uh confidence in their area but
Genuine teamwork

[Verse 2: Matter ov Fact]
A-yo I roll up, Nissan Juke color of puke
Niggas that your mother rebuke, smothered in Duke
A fake alumni, shorty baking apple crumb pie
A big momma known to lap it up and leave a numb thigh
Push the Hyundai, high yella, she buys Stella’s
And recently got her prescription filled for the Kybella
Nah, just Leave your jowl the way it is
Your wattles ain’t hanging half as low as they say it is
Ok it is, couldn’t tell you what day it is or year it is
But If Dopp Hopp was a beer it’d be an IPA
Got a wipey and tray for the ABDL fetish
Is you changing my diapy bae?

The Doppelgangaz – E.W.W. (Dopp Hopp Album)

We be going sick now, every which way

[Bridge]
Every which, way
Every which, way
Every which, way
Every which, way
[Verse 2: Matter ov Fact]
As I reminisce, and sprinkle hash up in my hash browns
Having flash backs of nearly drowning at the splash down
In Poughkeepsie, a Ganga was a class clown
With some Nudie flix, but never got his stash found nah
Fast forward to now, I’m still around
Still Dumpster diving and digging through them trash mounds agh
Former miss Orange County up in the ash crown Vic
Said she only fornicates wearing the sash, gown, sick
I Come through in the Petrovic
With no dental coverage, just chewing on some Dentastix
Living like some kids, yo fuck a bunch of saloons
All I need is a bagged lunch from mom duke and a bunch o balloons
Agh some Cap’n Crunch and a spoon
See I’m a simple man hunched over watching toons
Or chilling with Mandy, off the path of the meadow trail
While I’m getting a handy with some clip on stiletto nails
[Hook]
Heavy on the mix down, heavy on delay
We be going sick now, every which way
Bevy of the grip, wow, bevy and array
We be going sick now, every which way
Aye, how that shit sound get you ixnay-ed
Doppel got to skip town to your dismay
Oh, you got a rift now? We be going sick now, every which way

[Bridge]
Every which, way
Every which, way
Every which, way
Every which, way [Verse 1: EP]
When a Ganga had the Tommy John’s, boy he couldn’t do shit
But watch Blue Chips and Jumpoff battles with Hommy Hom
Spill a 90 Chave, off the Hill of Hermitage
For the dead homies, got the urn up in the lodge
Black cloak, upon the tuxedo, don a corsage
Meat print up in the Speedo, libido for the menage
Is dwindling quick, shit, he finna hit a lick
Took this chicks Kindle and sold it, she scolded “You swindling prick”
Set tripping off the Grant with PartyMan and Marty
A die hard Walter McCarty fan
And your so called fam, your dun Avery, in fun knavery
Said shit that was unsavory
I smacked him open hand, now we got a schism
He sport the True Religion but a Ganga rock Twism
Tell your wisdom, lay off the dust and blush worn
A Ganga could have sworn she do animal crush porn
[Hook]
Heavy on the mix down, heavy on delay
We be going sick now, every which way
Bevy of the grip, wow, bevy and array
We be going sick now, every which way
Aye, how that shit sound get you ixnay-ed
Doppel got to skip town to your dismay
Oh, you got a rift now? what ya got to say? what ya got to say?

The Doppelgangaz – Roll Flee (feat. Tnava) (Dopp Hopp Album)

[Verse 1: EP]
Woe is me, focus in on the lotus feet
Claiming she’s not preggers but notice the foetus be
All up in the photos she pose with the rosary
Trying to make the quotas exposing the coterie
Dopp Gang, MoF & EP
Never let a she control with cajolery
French breed, be calling me monamie
Bumping that Jodeci, got weed and potpourri
See, shit he might flee if my son got her
Gangaz brung 151 and Rum Chata
Police blotter, even though I ain’t done nada
Ayahuasca, cloaked out in Minnewaska
Your posture, keep it upright so you can prosper
A Ganga not bit by mites, he got zoster
A pet fossa, omekase from Masa
Dipping on the bill, for real cause a disaster
[Hook]
Parts Unknown everybody low key
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC
Cloaked out G’s, homies and co-d’s
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC
You know me, you know me
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC
Shit, you know me, you know me
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC

[Bridge]
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak
[Verse 2: Matter ov Fact]
Ayo I’m zoning watching PBA bowling
Laughing uncontrollably that’s just the PBA trolling
See they want to stop us when we rolling
Gotta Stolen PBA card for coppers that’s patrolling
Cus they want to put they boot up in your colon
Next time shake n bake ‘em like my name was Jimmy Dolan
And that’s with or without a Porsche
I’m fully dressed with a big momma having outercourse
Sipping Borcht, game sour like bilimbi
Trying to build your shit up got to watch out for the nimbys
Not in my back yard, they lack nards and act jarred
Spreading through your town like its black tar agh
Known to leave a man marred
In the same cloak, hit the after party for the Vanguard
Then I caught a shuttle with an actress
King size Craftmatic with the cuddle mattress

[Hook]
Parts Unknown everybody low key
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC
Cloaked out G’s, homies and co-d’s
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC
You know me, you know me
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC
Shit, you know me, you know me
A Ganga roll flee OC to OC
[Bridge]
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak
Until we croak
Said we live by the cloak so we die by the cloak

The Doppelgangaz – Boston Beard (Dopp Hopp Album)

[Verse 1: EP]
Ain’t from the six side, so ain’t no Junos that were given
Hide in disguise, making pruno up in prison
Now you dick ride ‘cause the crew shine like a prism
Now i’m fish fried, got a bish wide
I, got an Arabic chick out of Mamaroneck
Play the skin flute, recorder and the clarinet
Yet, she don’t trust him, keep her purse near
And said “did I cook a ribeye with reverse sear?”
Said it like it was her worst fear
Told her fall back, Gangaz put in work here
Got the smear and pate from Cesare
Shit, "You Gotta Be" good like Des’ree
Aye, but he don’t say much to flatter dates
Spent the last Saturday on Chaturbate
Wait, and did some shit that’ll cost him years
So now he walk around with a Boston beard
[Hook]
Ignore the warning that my momma gave
Accidently caused a tidal wave
Now we laying low inside a cave
Looking like we ain’t got not time to shave aye
Ignore the warning that my momma gave aye
Accidently caused a tidal wave aye
Now we laying low inside a cave
Looking like we ain’t got not time to shave aye

[Verse 2: Matter ov Fact]
I’m feeling myself In a pair of brothel creepers and they size twelve
Known to look a little deeper when the eyes delve
And I’m coming through your speakers with the wise elf
He ain’t reaching high shelves, nah
Catch Matter ov Fact riding through France on a hog
Back of the bike is a ballet dancer from Prague
She like it when he’s taking a stance on his blog
Living off of Apple teeth and some ants on a log
Agh and all my niggas push Toyota Venzas
Looking for some shorties suffering from affluenza
Yeah and if you see one tell her "holla holla"
Tony stark? nah a nigga need T’challa dollars agh
They Tried to play him like he’s not a scholar
Did some dirt and now he’s hiding out in Guatemala
Had to Learn to travel wit a lightened load
Neck beard on him looking like he’s writing code
[Hook]
Ignore the warning that my momma gave
Accidently caused a tidal wave
Now we laying low inside a cave
Looking like we ain’t got not time to shave aye
Ignore the warning that my momma gave aye
Accidently caused a tidal wave aye
Now we laying low inside a cave
Looking like we ain’t got not time to shave aye

The Doppelgangaz – Rapamycin (Dopp Hopp Album)

[Verse 1: Matter ov Fact]
A-yo, I’m paying dues and making moves with whiney Frank
Stopping every hour because he has got the tiny tank
Getting yanked, shorties who wanna get they hiney spanked
She said fuck a shower, just hit me with the briny shank
Then threw the movie Tangled in
Angling towards a Ganga
Then the curtains were dangling
Looking like they done withstood a mangling
And even though she’s gangling
She cuter than baby pangolins
Listen, we’ve arisen from like a dozen falls
Lost winnings from Powerballs
Seen it all, done it all with the best
We tatted on dozens of chests
Kissing lushes with bad breath
Plenty brushes with death, agh
My heathens, we done even survived a bungee drop
Telly to telly, we living off of sundry shops
Niggas plot, praying and hoping that we leak it
How your ticker is still ticking
They wanna know the secret, peep it
[Hook: Matter ov Fact]
Twenty pills up in the Dyson (in the Dyson)
We in the lab like Neil Degrasse Tyson (Agh)
Making sure we live forever (We living forever)
Rappers who taking rapamycin

[Verse 2: EP]
Ask Rosario where’s Gerardo Barrios Square
Be at your patio, stare, while you eat haricot vert
She said nobody goes there, she got no body no flair
Robert Mondavi is paired with the kohlrabi and pear
Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, uh, what’s the big idea? Gangaz bound to live forever, wherever in Zaire
Got no quips to share, split the fare, allotted sums
Arms and clips to bare, he quick to care for potted mums
You might’ve got at them or hot at one for knots of funds
Drinking schnapps and rum, dun, more than a modicum
High strung on safety breaks, Five Gum and Tastykakes
Gangaz getting paid in Retin-A and HGH
Safe, the British frenzy off the troubled stars
Jack the Spirit of Ecstasy up off the double R
Allahu Akbar, they found the treatment
How your ticker is still ticking
They wanna know the secret, peep it

The Doppelgangaz – Dopp Hopp (Dopp Hopp Album)

[Verse 1: EP]
Told the homie Tobias go against grain
Same thing in the rap game, cut it on a bias
Open mic circuit had to work it with the flyers
See it’s never not worth it, even certain quagmires
Leave much to be desired, all about how u wired
For tastes that be acquired
Rappers u admired looking tired
No longer inspired, career done expired, fired
Not a luck thing, it’s an I don’t give a fuck thing
Rotator cuff sprain, driving in the truck lane
It’ll make you worry worse
You don’t make it back, first, for the currywurst mukbang
Made him eat the box, she don’t suck wang
Dang
Transform into an Autobot Mustang
‘Cus its gang
[Verse 2: Matter ov Fact]
Catch the nigga Matter ov Fact up in Friday’s
Flip phone in his belt clip turned sideways
In a haze with his eyes glazed
Nigga sticking out his leg
Putting out the bait for the accidental thigh graze woo
Salivating for a raise
Nah dog we ain’t waiting for the praise
Not phased, never saying it’s a wrap
Got no Waze app, no map, navigating thru the maze, it’s a trap
At the Grand Hyatt, showed the bell hop Wyatt a few tracks
And he Got a little taken back by it
Took a seat and sat quiet
Sick to his stomach, now the little brat need a Brat Diet agh
Came to give you what you need
In the Powerglide two speed
Playing Lou Reed
French shorty in the blue tweed
Know the right temp for sous vide

[Hook]
D-O-P-P H-O-P-P x8

Angel Haze – No Limits

Power! [Verse 1]
I’m all about love
And synergy focus the energy
[?] Face what’s been hindering all of my gifts
Like I’m trapped in my centerpiece
Life was just peaches well fuck it
I’m Jiminy Crickets
Whenever I ask who contending me
I’ve been the best for what feels like infinities
Feels like my heart was mountain with wildebeests
Start cutting the weeds and now its anemone
God its a feeling b nothing can limit me
Handle my gifts now im brazen not timidly
I emit glory when u in my vicinity
And i just went xena start murking my enemies
I got the plans, God is my mans
Fuck making friends and fuck making amends
Yall gotta pay for the days that you lost in ur race
Cuz you niggas just wanted advances
Fuck you! No limits, no limits, I say
Power! Feel it! I do my work wit my hands in
Never got hand outs
Never got pension
But i am a beast when i get on my pen shit
I spit in cursive u niggas is scribblin’
I swear to God I been searching for peace
Nobody scratches the surface for free
Cuz all that pretense n pretending defense for pennies
That shit wasn’t working for me, so I

[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Now im like
Who did it whose is it
I need some proof with it
I tie yo laces myself if the shoe fit it
I got my shooters outside & the coupe tinted
I put them chickens right back in the coop with it
Hotter than houston i chop u like screw did it
Back on my bullshit back in the blue fitted
I said i was shaking hands with the devil
A rock in a hard place being thrown like a pebble
Gave all you niggas the chance to make history
Now u just kinda gotta sit back and witness me
Changing the tides of what u thought the shit would be
Glory to god!!! My ego. Crutches, all of my crutches. Spirit! (Love)
That’s no limits, that’s no limits ahh! [Intro]
I asked you the other day to give me five major things that you are willing to let go in order to claim your victory over your life. A young bitch got the victory
U could too if u knew what this game would do to you
Gotta have faith in what you do
K? Negativity. (Love)
Heal it! Dot dot like doo doo doo
Im just tryna drop knowledge
Ain’t go to college
Shouldn’t have dropped it
Now im at the bank withdrawing deposits
I want the statements i read the clauses
This congregation needed a profit
Now that they got one this is the offering (yeah!)
I just decided to bet on me
And im thankful cuz i couldve lost it all

[Outro] Fear. And my past
[Chorus]
Risk being uncomfortable to become unstoppable
I’m just different (I’m just) I’m just different
I risk all of my fake friends just to go handle my business
Yeah I’m just different
Ay y’all bear with me, bear with me
I risk ego, pride, fear, disguise and days spent pretending
Yeah I’m not different, but I’ve got ambition
And I risk everything that I got
Just to make sure y’all get it
That I’m so different (I’m so different)
I don’t have to fit in
What the fuck is that? Healing! What are the five things you are willing to let go of? Uh…attachment to toxic things in my life.

Euroz – It All Depends

It all depends
Ion’t know I swear this shit all depends It all depends
Ion’t know I swear this shit all depends
[Verse 2]
Niggas be high as the Himalayas
For some this shit hard the hymn a layer
Don’t get it now you gon get it later
All indy but this shit is major
From the bottom this shit you can’t top though
I got the title I’m not Hov
Fuck what you heard I’m the honcho
Like sliding doors they behind homes
Ain’t no hoes in my storage
But throughout it you can tell that it got holes
Paradise on Earth while I’m here
Is there a heaven? It don’t cost shit to pay attention
Even though they hate to see us
Niggas up less this shit a straight legend
[Pre-Hook]
Oh now it makes sense, wooh
I finally put it together
Bad times call for great weed
Nigga feeling good living better
I been through too much not to win
I need somewhere wet to fall up in
The fuck shit, I can’t get caught up in
I swear this shit day to day it all depends, man

[Hook]
It all depends
If I’ma blow a bag it all depends
If I’m blowing gas it all depends
Who I’m going at it all depends, yeah
If I’ma fuck something it all depends
Did I do enough stunting? [Verse 1]
Pull up looking like a lit
Still left with all my shit
I be all in the VIP
Nigga downing Henny ion’t take sips
Wondering how I got here
Don’t take a guess, take a risk
See a little how I’m living, get a glimpse
Niggas swear they hot I am not convinced
Kicking back, blunts rolled all piff
If it ain’t the Forbes fuck y’all list
Velcro on my RPM door that’s how I’m coming off the rip
Nigags can’t see him but it an’t no tint
Talking reckless till I see you now you tense
Niggas know who the ruler is
Ain’t I still ain’t gave no boys an inch
It’s just really me, it ain’t an act
Still sticking to the script
King got his hands all on the game
When I leave you see my prints taking over
Why them niggas take offence? Hell if I know
Keep bells on me like a bible
Live on my term that’s final
Lord knows where I’m heading
Might mean going to war with my idols
And I did the sentence way back
No you can’t erase that typo
Smoke and drive all these streets
Yeah I’ll forever take the high road
They say for the weak, only the strong survive
Live by AI code
You can get cash and keep it lowkey
They still hate on the high note

[Pre-Hook]
Oh now it makes sense, wooh
I finally put it together
Bad times call for great weed
Nigga feeling good living better
I been through too much not to win
I need somewhere wet to fall up in
The fuck shit, I can’t get caught up in
I swear this shit day to day it all depends, man
[Hook]
It all depends
If I’ma blow a bag it all depends
If I’m blowing gas it all depends
Who I’m going at it all depends, yeah
If I’ma fuck something it all depends
Did I do enough stunting?

Felly – Hotel Room

Turn up everything in my headphones please
[Verse]
Gone with the beat, gone with the motherfucking beat
Gone with the motherfucking bag in the street, bag in the street, bag in the street
Pffft, ah
Gone, gone through the day
Going, think I hada make pace
I ain’t got much but I like it that way
I was sad one day then everything change
Pffft, fake
Fake as the snakes
Y’all thinkin’ that a boy Drake
I ain’t got stress yo I’m makin’ shit bang
I ain’t got mills but I sure can sang
Man I sure can-
Pfff, fresh
Fresh as the breeze
Cold as my chick when she leave
Hoes wanna roll when I spit a 16
And the kid gon’ ball don’t you worry ’bout me
But the boy so-

Tttt, tight
Tight with the mic
Thinkin that im wrong when im right
They be gettin’ off to songs I don’t like
And I hop off the plane askin’ if this is real life
Man this is real? Pshhh, black
Black as the night
As sweet as a peach when it ripe
You could get a feature they gon’ pay you no mind
And the touch down real this is who I like
[Chorus]
I keep an all-star bitch in my arms
I fell in love, I’m like what have I done
And I’ll be gone by the morning sun
I leave it all in the hotel room

I keep an all-star bitch in my arms
I fell in love, I’m like what have I done
And I’ll be gone by the morning sun
I leave it all in the hotel room, in the hotel room
Stuck in these hotels
Lovin’ on these hoes still
Swear these ones know me so well
?… Psshh, cold
Cold as the breeze
Y’all like summer ’16
Bitch lookin’ bad and she all on her knees
She got hit a g, she got hit a g?

Lil Wayne – Dinnertime (Unreleased)

[Verse 3]
Yes, this is dessert
For his and hers
I’ll take his her
Kiss her
Make her pussy purr
Wet zipper
Never tip her
Never fall in love with a stripper
Like strawberries I dip her
In whip cream, I whip her
I let her melt then sip her
Like sizzurp, I’m trying to quit the sizzurp
Cuz moms say quit the sizzurp
But my auntie mom trippin, she’s a tripper
And I can eat you quicker
But I’m gonna take my time with it
Like a 3 legged cake I gotta climb in it
But ain’t shit sweet when I’m in it
When im in it, I told her you gonna miss me
If i hit it
I’m done with it
And can’t one else can do what I done with it
Not what I done did it
My tongue drippin
Feed me rappers or feed me beats

[Digests]
Young Mula Baby [Verse 1]
Okay, come be my appetizer
My fruit, my apple cider, my colada
My papaya, how you want it? I told the waiter what i wanted
I told him don’t bring me a plate
If it dont have a rapper on it
Chef ancient on the beat
And me im just snacking on it
Yeah, im eating with my hands
Im gonna need a napkin, homie
You looking like a glazed pig
With an apple on it
Imma need a snapple, homie
And another after, homie
Snap crackle, homie
There goes another rapper
Consider that bologna
You are just a macaroni
In my tuna casserole
Im getting fat and you bony
You looking like nicole
Richie call me biggie
I got faith and soul
Bowl of french of fries
Tellem bonjour
Boy, I eat your food
Hot and cold
And im no where near full

[Verse 2]
Good cuz I’m bout hungrier than a motherfucka
Finger lickin good never been a thumb sucker
I eat your ass good never leave a crumb sucka
Never been a club hopper I’m a club jumper
That mean I get the club jumping I’m grubbin
Rappers say hello wayne I reply what up supper
I could fry your ass up a saute
Marinade ya all day
I like my shit saute
Cuz all the rappers salty
Cuz all the rappers fault me
For being the best of all thee
Rappers call on me
Cuz I’m the best rapper rappin
Rappers you can call me
Thee best rapper rappin
I’m a dog I’m a beast
I’m a feast
Carter get it in order
Order me I oughta be an artery
Cuz im a bloody buzzin b
Im a beast I at least
Should get a piece of that pie
Before I die
Because I if no one else deserve
Where is my dessert?

CupcakKe – Barcodes

Aw damn that’s messed up
Well now I’m on my period, whole time it’s ketchup
Call me a hoe on the go tryna get my dough
I don’t handout pussy that’s like handing out gold
Cause a twat could sellout just like my shows
Might auction this pussy the highest bidder it’s sold
[Chorus]
Pussy ain’t free I might have to charge more
Check numbers gotta be looking like barcodes
Pussy ain’t free I might have to charge more
Check numbers gotta be looking like barcodes
Pay the damn price or go home to your wife
I bet her pussy drier than a phone in rice
Pay the damn price or go home to your wife
I bet her pussy drier than a phone in rice
Let’s go
[Verse 2]
Can’t fuck me for nothing man I gotta get something
Tryna gas my head up I told him “keep on pumping”
Not coming unless he come with plenty, plenty commas
Take me to the Bahamas, and let’s eat Benihana’s
Until then naw, raise up your drawers
Money gotta be longer than a White House hall
Just to get close to me
That’s how it’s supposed to be
I’m tryna fuck for a buck not make love to Jodeci
Got money but I wanna multiply it with yours
Clean a nigga wallet out like I’m doing my chores
Play niggas or get played, bitch I always score
Walk yo ass around my car and come and open my door

[Chorus]
Pussy ain’t free I might have to charge more
Check numbers gotta be looking like barcodes
Pussy ain’t free I might have to charge more
Check numbers gotta be looking like barcodes
Pay the damn price or go home to your wife
I bet her pussy drier than a phone in rice
Pay the damn price or go home to your wife
I bet her pussy drier than a phone in rice
Let’s go
[Bridge]
P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-pussy
P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-pussy
P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-pussy
P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-pussy
P-p-pussy
P-p-pussy
P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-pussy
Pussy ain’t free
Pussy ain’t free
[Chorus]
Pussy ain’t free I might have to charge more
Check numbers gotta be looking like barcodes
Pussy ain’t free I might have to charge more
Check numbers gotta be looking like barcodes
Pay the damn price or go home to your wife
I bet her pussy drier than a phone in rice
Pay the damn price or go home to your wife
I bet her pussy drier than a phone in rice
Let’s go [Verse 1]
Pay for the day if you wanna play
In the room it’s a bed and Febreeze spray
Use protection when I sell it like my doctor say
This man all in my ear like some Dr Dre’s
He said “when can I get that wet stuff?”
I said “when can I get that check stub?”
Next week?

Sal Houdini – Games (Rose Album)

[Chorus]
How does it feel to lose me
‘Cause I would hate to lose me
(no no no no)
If I were you
How does it feel to break me
Knowing no one can make me
Not anymore, not anymore
[Verse 1]
Always thought you were the right one with a quiet one
You’re the loudest but you made a noise breaking my arms
So selfish, you so selfish you the white one
Sometimes I’m so glad you ain’t the right one
Still take you back in a heartbeat no questionin’
Let me know when you’re tired of listening
I’m still down to change your name to my name
But this time you can’t play with cards ’cause it’s my game
[Chorus]
How does it feel to lose me
‘Cause I would hate to lose me
(no no no no)
If I were you
How does it feel to break me
Knowing no one can make me
Not anymore, not anymore

[Verse 2]
Tell me could he have given you everything I could
Tell me would he treat you right just like I would
Yeah I doubt it, I so doubt it yeah I should
Be the nigga that was worrying you but you lied so
Fuck you and your fake feelings I don’t really care now
You’re the only one that ain’t tryin’ to break now
[?] gotta lay down
All I do is pray now yeah I pray now
[Chorus]
How does it feel to lose me
‘Cause I would hate to lose me
(no no no no)
If I were you
How does it feel to break me
Knowing no one can make me
Not anymore, not anymore
[Verse 3]
Fight for me, lie for me, die for me
You wouldn’t do any of that
Don’t lie to me, fight for me, die for me
Prove to me you’re worth everything I’ve done
Give the greenlight to go girl
Your love was an ocean
[?] niggas no no (no, no)

[Chorus]
How does it feel to lose me
‘Cause I would hate to lose me
(no no no no)
If I were you
How does it feel to break me
Knowing no one can make me
Not anymore, not anymore

Sal Houdini – Always Been You (Rose Album)

[Verse 1]
LOL on the same shit
I can’t even have a normal conversation
With you this is why I never say shit
Understand the way you talk I think I ain’t shit
You keep on [?] me causing me to say shit
You keep on dying out the convo I complain shit
Want me to come to you I’ll be right on the plane shit
But you don’t want me to and I think that I ain’t shit
Someone’s def keepin’ you company
That someone definitely has me
But if you see him why you textin’ me
And when I go you still textin’ me
I don’t like your mess keeps stressing me
You’re miles away and even next to me
But best believe if you were next to me
I’d carve your name into the galaxy infinity
[Chorus]
This is something you should know, you should know
I will never ever let go, never let go
At the end it’s always you, it’s always you
No matter who ever comes through
My life it’s always you
It’s always been you, It’s always you
It’s always been you, It’s always been you
It’s always been you, It’s always been you

[Verse 2]
This is why I stay away from love
‘Cause there’s women out there like you
I would never put nothing above
Even though you broke my heart in twos
Tell me how I’m not supposed to love
If I keep on getting treated like this
You just lost your real fucking one
And you know I never mean it like this
But this time I really mean it like this
And what we had you told me you didn’t like it
How’d you forget those two weeks like this
You said you cared but you didn’t mean it like this
I gave you things, I gave you love, I gave you all my heart
I gave you time, I gave you space, I gave you tears I bought
I’m hurting ’cause your broken baby girl what is that cause
I loved you baby girl, I loved you so much, loved all your flaws
[Chorus]
This is something you should know, you should know
I will never ever let go, never let go
At the end it’s always you, it’s always you
No matter who ever comes through
My life it’s always you
It’s always been you, It’s always you
It’s always been you, It’s always been you
It’s always been you, It’s always been you