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Lil Peep – Benz Truck (Come Over When You’re Sober, Pt. 1 Album)

Pretty soon you gonna hate me (GothBoiClique)
Gettin’ to the cake now
All the hate don’t phase me
All the money that I make now
I’ll never let it change me

I don’t wanna wait now
But I know you gon’ make me
Who you wanna hate now? Pretty soon you gonna hate me
Gettin’ to the cake now
All the hate don’t phase me
All the money that I make now
I’ll never let it change me
[Chorus]
Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch
In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique
Iced out teeth on an iced out whip
With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick
Friends switch up when you in a Benz truck (skrrt)
Always wanna fuck, tell a bitch, "Good luck"
Always wanna fuck ’cause it just came up
Drugs in my nose, good drugs in my cup
[Outro]
Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch
In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique
Iced out teeth on an iced out whip
With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick [Intro]
Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch
In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique
Iced out teeth on an iced out whip
With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick
Friends switch up when you in a Benz truck (skrrt)
Always wanna fuck, tell a bitch, "Good luck"
Always wanna fuck ’cause I just came up, yeah
(GothBoiClique)
[Chorus]
Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch
In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique
Iced out teeth on an iced out whip
With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick
Friends switch up when you in a Benz truck (skrrt)
Always wanna fuck, tell a bitch, "Good luck"
Always wanna fuck ’cause I just came up
Drugs in my nose, good drugs in my cup
[Verse]
I don’t wanna wait now
But I know you gon’ make me
Who you wanna hate now?

Chip – Loop (The Outro) (League Of My Own II Album)

Who’s snapping? I can strap a whole album about fake friends
Rhythm after rhythm, yeah I’m nice on the beats still
When I when I’m in room I listen more than I speak still
Sign what for 100 bags? Don’t pop me for the pop me
I got a mic and some wifi and nobody can stop me
Ermm you feeling froggy don’t leap here
Niggas thought they left me behind, this the leap year
Visionary, see clear
I pray for these years
Niggas hear more in silence, I don’t speak bare
Came through in the era where you had to be yourself
It was alright to touch mic and sound like someone else
So sorry if I liked him before I heard you
And you just bite a mans style, I ain’t tryna hear you
You can old school or new school or didn’t go school
Don’t know what they told you but Chippy’s no fool
And no women gets time like my vocals
You tryna snuggle with your bae, I sleep next to protools
And voodoo ain’t working on me, thats on God
New levels, new devils, new door, new knobs
Ain’t no fortune tellers or reading palms
Reassurance of my paths, just read two Psalms
Zoot after zoot when the pain hits
How I’m I feeling but my life has been amazing
Came to do music, never came to be famous
Big Brother offer just under a mill, I didn’t take it
Thats no offence to whoever who did
Go ask any spitter in England "Like who’s Chip?"
Don’t care about the industry and dumb ruthless
Have me dishing out community payback like Whoo Kid
Whos in? They know me I’ll risk it for more than a biscuit
Love Grime, love Rap, Pop I just pimped it
Look at what they making now? Thats a cheap deal
You was bubbling and now you’re flat boy keep still
Said when I was younger I would be colder when I’m older
I’m zoned Im a stoner, cold blooded I’m a revolver
Not a nigga she can cry on, get d and not a shoulder
Tryna drink some more water, madting I’m never sober
I don’t wanna skip dude, just suttin’ I gotta skits to
Told my engineer we gotta go and get his kid soon
Or maybe give it time, thats a good plan
But Bells when you hear this know your daddy was a good man
I hope your Mumzy hears this, I hope she’s listening
Cause theres more to life than just bickering
Sam thats my brother, held me down through all the mix up
Bells listen you got a uncle called Chipmunk
And my life behind the scene gets challenging
Done these nigga nuttin’, they just mad I’m still talented
Battling, I was trying write my way to happiness
I bounce back exactly how I imagined it
Yeah, just tryna to touch you with the pen
Guns are bussin’ where I grow up, need my brothers off the ends
Tryna top on these bars one to one, gimme credit
Need the house with no neighbours, I ain’t stopping till I get it
It’s man like trust me, I’m not a little boy now
Neighbours friends wanna buy my pad to keep the noise down
And they talking cash too, cool I like pinkies
If I shot that quickly, one flip, one fifty
What the fuck? I’ve been farda with the pen, look I can son them all
If I believed everybody I’d be gullible
Angels on my side, I ain’t tryna get touched
Flipped it on its head, look I got haters showing love
Was a team rocking chains, paw shining in the game
I know niggas that ain’t happy for me I don’t give fuck
Burning pictures, I ain’t tryna keep the memories
Theres no developing when focusing in negatives
Young boy grown up now, so I what i changed then? Who’s gassing? [Verse]
Ok I spruced up, used clean my boots with a toothbrush
Flash-forward coming out clean going through mud
Christmas wasn’t that lit as yout cuz
Still got the gift of the gab, how are you blud? Who’s strappng? Shit miss me
Told T I’m going ghost on these niggas, beg you hit my yard to trim me
Dying over bullshit that can’t be my destiny
In Haringey it’s grimy, summers looking eski
Times I ain’t know where I was going fam
I prayed when it was going good, I prayed when it was going bad
Swervin’ into my lane , ‘llow it where you going man? Who’s lying? Who’s shooting Who’s rapping? Who’s out? I know where I’m coming from and know where I’m going fam
It’s Chippy

Chip – Family (feat. Loick Essien) (League Of My Own II Album)

We’re from a good home
And daddy couldn’t be there anymore, If he could bro
Education that’s the key, we were told
And you and him ain’t blood but he still to raised you like his own
So fuck a half brother, you my full one
And one time for dad, cause that’s a real one
At 17 or 20, should be young and taping jezzies
Got me sittin’ here just thinking, mum just had us too young
And water thick as blood, yeah it can be
But listen to me close you got a family
Luigi, I’m your brudda til’ the end
You see Mario, that’s more than just a friend

[Hook: Loick Essien]
Don’t know why they call me fam
‘Cause they don’t treat me like we’re family
People use the word so casually
They say I’m petty, yeah I can be
Lord knows I’ve got my family
I just want to see them happy
So if I bring you around my…
Just hope you treat me right like we’re
Lord knows I love my family
[Verse 2: Chip]
No time for a wifey, I don’t need stress
Crown for Jahnay, that’s my princess
Worry about having a sister when I came in the game
Jahmal and Jahnay, we both got Jah in our names
I love you likkle sister, more than just a sibling
I haven’t seen mum and dad as happy since your christening
It’s love and guidance for you on the track
Situations change, so don’t get too attached
No offence to your boyfriend, ‘cah I like him
Trust issues in me, when I’m writing
Fucking with my sister, just know I love her
So that means that you’re her lover, then treat her good forever and I will treat you like my brother (uh)
Cah blood is thick as water, yeah it can be
Cash motto photographer, keep it in the family
Mum had locs like Lauryn Hill, you got lots like mummy year
Mario, Luigi and there’s Princess

[Hook: Loick Essien]
Don’t know why they call me fam
‘Cause they don’t treat me like we’re family
People use the word so casually
They say I’m petty, yeah I can be
Lord knows I’ve got my family
I just want to see them happy
So if I bring you around my
Just hope you treat me right like we’re
Lord knows I love my family
[Verse 3: Chip]
Got another brother, if you didn’t know
Aiden Fyffe, he’s only one years old
Boy, you got me strappin’ three verses
Like my dastehan is still workin’
Addition to the family, yo
Can’t wait to see you grow
Chillin’ in your cousins arms, like yeah you got the families nose
And you got C in life, I got you brother
All I don’t even really know your mother
Mummy got two baby dads
Daddy got two baby mums
Seen marriage, seen divorce
Trust me I ain’t on it blud
But course I’m still a family man
One day when you hear this, I hope you understand
As thick as water
Yeah it can be
Bloods makes you relatives
Loyalty makes…
I don’t use the word casually
We ain’t grow together, but you family

[Hook: Loick Essien]
Don’t know why they call me fam
‘Cause they don’t treat me like we’re family
People use the word so casually
They say I’m petty, yeah I can be
Lord knows I’ve got my family
I just want to see them happy
So if I bring you around my…
Just hope you treat me right like we’re
Lord knows I love my family
[Outro: Mario] [Hook: Loick Essien]
Don’t know why they call me fam
‘Cause they don’t treat me like we’re family
People use the word so casually
They say I’m petty, yeah I can be
Lord knows I’ve got my family
I just want to see them happy
So if I bring you around my…
Just hope you treat me right like we’re
Lord knows I love my family
[Verse 1: Chip]
I pray at night like farda help me
Focussed on my dream, Its got me feelin’ selfish
My brothers gone, they said he’s banked his rights
When they said kidnap, I said Lord have mercy
Like how the fuck?

Chip – Settings (League Of My Own II Album)

[Chorus]
Pre-roll hit the road, thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
Pick up by the O, thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
6 Bottles of Moet, thats my Settings (Settings, settings, settings)
That Nectar best be Rose , thats my settings
Book that flight and go, thats my Settings (That’s my settings)
We take them hoes like clothes, thats my Settings (Settings, settings, settings)
Country doing Views thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
Buff ting in the room thats my Settings
[Verse 1: Chip]
I got bad habits I ain’t stressing though
Sex and weed thats good for my depression though
So fuck your fella and let him go
Sometimes I want a wife, sometimes I’m pressing hoes
My Bruddas getting cash, yeah we collectin’
Cos hitting raves is dead thats not my Settings
We dishing back at bruddas disrespectin’
You pussys love to dish, Can you tek it? Just tryna get this money with my bredrins
You switch up over p’s thats not my Settings no
Them man put the pre in pretending
A bag of man and no gyal thats not my Settings no
[Chorus]
Pre-roll hit the road, thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
Pick up by the O, thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
6 Bottles of Moet, thats my Settings (Settings, settings, settings)
That Nectar best be Rose , thats my settings
Book that flight and go, thats my Settings (That’s my settings)
We take them hoes like clothes, thats my Settings (Settings, settings, settings)
Country doing Views thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
Buff ting in the room thats my Settings

[Verse 2: Chip]
London’s always cold, thats not my Settings
Trinidad lets go, lets switch the Settings
Niggas preein’ snaps, they preein’ settings
Girls don’t like your crew, you’re too depressing
Chippy’s back and flexing, they did not expect this
I’ve been doing settings, you look so upsetting
Searching for new melodies, cut off all my frenemies
Found out half these niggas weren’t as real as they pretend to be
Just tryna get this money with my bredrins
You switch up over p’s thats not my settings no
Them man put the pre in pretending
A bag of man and no gyal thats not my Settings no
[Chorus: Chip & Varren Wade]
Pre-roll hit the road, thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
Pick up by the O, thats my Settings (That’s my Settings yeah)
6 Bottles of Moet, thats my Settings
That Nectar best be Rose , thats my settings
Book that flight and go, thats my Settings
We take them hoes like clothes, thats my Settings (Settings, settings, settings)
Country doing Views thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
Buff ting in the room that’s my Settings
Pre-roll hit the road, thats my Settings (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Pick up by the O, thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
6 Bottles of Moet, thats my Settings (Settings, settings, settings)
That Nectar best be Rose , thats my settings
Book that flight and go, thats my Settings (That’s my settings yeah)
We take them hoes like clothes, thats my Settings (Settings, settings, settings)
Country doing Views thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
Buff ting in the room thats my Settings (Oh yeah)

[Outro: Chip & Varren Wade]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
We rolling (That’s my settings)
We rolling, oh yeah (That’s my settings)
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Chip – About Time (feat. Kojo Funds) (League Of My Own II Album)

I want your time like all of the time so
Every time you pull up, I’m like it’s about time

[Chorus: Chip]
Last night you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She ring my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time
Last night you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She ring my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time
[Verse 2: Kojo Funds]
Me no go lie, yeah
Seen you the other night
Me no care mama too fine
[?]
Me no lie, ay ay
Bitches will say what they wanna say
But baby if you come my way
Baby man I’m here to stay day by day
[?]
Take your time, ayy
[?]
Me know you want to feel it all the time ayy
Me know you want it in your belly everyday aye
Me no play no games ay
Ay ay ay
[?]
Me know want the pipe everyday aye
Hey ay

[Chorus: Chip]
Last night you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She rang my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time
Last night you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She rang my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time
[Verse 3: Chip]
Busy girl yeah she work, work, work
I take my time on your body like a verse
I skr skr, pull up on you in the Merc
Cos if the beats on me, Me haffi merk
Nice in a tracksuit or Nice in a skirt
Whine as she twerk, Yeah she bad from she birth
Girl the way you lick me, you make me toes dem curl
So if you ever left me, that will lick me where it hurts (Lord oh mercy)
So I’m in your mouth, hm shh dat
In me, I’m gon’ push dat
Yeh me push, Yeh she push back
Always tryna read me, library where the books at
I’m the youngest OG like baby where that kush at
Cuh you met Mr wolf rise under the moonlight
Sometime chills time, sometime shine
I want your time like all the time so
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time

[Chorus: Chip]
Last night you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She rang my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time
Last night you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She rang my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time
[Chorus: Kojo Funds]
And Last night you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She rang my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time
Last time you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She rang my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time [Intro: Chip & Kojo Funds]
Yeah
Ay Where’s my lighter? Gotta get that vibe right
Aye Kojo and Chipmunk
Hm
[Verse 1: Chip]
I cock back yeah, Buss mine (Boom)
See your cock back (Yeah)
You my star nine (Boom)
I bill a zoobie just to pass time (Ganja man)
Do it every time like it’s the last time
(Come here)
When you smell my neck
What’s that, Chanel Bleu
I smell your neck
What’s that, Chanel too
Whisper in your ear, got things to tell you
I smell my bedsheets, I can smell you
Oh I like it, I like it
Plumber Chippy I fix the piping
Close my eyes and I see you
Gyal, you have to come out of my eye lids
Come in and let her play play when it’s fun time nah
Come time, when you come mine, come by cuh
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Chip – Hit Me Up (feat. Ella Mai) (League Of My Own II Album)

Helped you know yourself, you know it
Feeling things and never show it
Feelings growing, now you’re going
I’ve been drinking round in holy smokes
This ain’t how it really goes
You’re the one I felt to phone

[Hook: Ella Mai]
You don’t ever hit me, up, up, up
Why you think I give no fucks
Fucks, fucks naah
How come you don’t pick me? [Hook: Ella Mai]
You don’t ever hit me, up, up, up
Why you think I give no fucks
Fucks, fucks naah
How come you don’t pick me? I got options couldn’t wait on you
Sleeping or stayed awake on you
Up
How come you don’t hit me? Thinkin’ that my world would change for you
Tables turned, I’m running games on ya
Trust, cause you don’t ever hit me
[Verse 2: Chip]
All the years amount to nothing
Going nowhere, why you rushing
Buff as fuck your DM’s poppin’
I’ll still be here when you drop him
Praying you get back
How am I fronting on you
He’s got nothing on me
She’s got nothing on you
Chillin’ with my dons I’m lean, I’m thinking of you
Sleeping with me thinking that I’m sleeping on you
But now I’m open for discussion
You took the gamble, I was bluffin’
I guess I wasn’t with the cuffin’
I’ve been drinking round in holy smokes
This ain’t how it really goes
Cause you’re the one I’m suppose to phone

[Hook: Ella Mai]
You don’t ever hit me, up, up, up
Why you think I give no fucks
Fucks, naah
How come you don’t pick me? I got options couldn’t wait on you
Sleeping or stayed awake on you
Up
How come you don’t hit me? I got options couldn’t wait on you
Sleeping or stayed awake on you
Up
How come you don’t hit me? Thinkin’ that my world would change for you
Tables turned, I’m running games on ya
Trust, cause you don’t ever hit me I got options couldn’t wait on you
Sleeping or stayed awake on you
Up
How come you don’t hit me? Everything you said you’d do
He’s doing it
And that’s what makes you call me up
With your fake laugh
That you believe, you’re good enough for
I can see myself falling
I love what your sayin’, hypnotized

[Hook: Ella Mai]
You don’t ever hit me, up, up, up
Why you think I give no fucks
Fucks, fucks naah
How come you don’t pick me? Thinkin’ that my world would change for you
Tables turned, I’m running games on ya
Trust, cause you don’t ever hit me
[Verse 1: Chip]
I admit that I’m a prick at times
Sorry if I make you sick at times
I’ve been switching countries, switching lines
Playing for me, now you’re switchin’ sides
Had a couple lovers there for you
Waiting for you, while you cared for me
On the ends you’re hearing bare stories
Leave the bed and you don’t hear from me
Tell me where you think you’re going? Thinkin’ that my world would change for you
Tables turned, I’m running games on ya
Trust, cause you don’t ever hit me
[Verse 3: Ella Mai]
All the same
I can see myself falling
I don’t change, I took all your bullshit away
All I ever needed was some honesty
That good lovin’
Why you wanna complicate the simple things?

Chip – #YSN (League Of My Own II Album)

[Verse 1]
Wave tune, durag on I keep my wave smooth
She on a wave too, she a wave at me I wave too
Smooth young brudda, summer wearing colours
Fire over nuttin, puffin on my ganja
Who’s having shots, take a double
Smooth nigga me no want no trouble
I’m like what’s with all the violence
But the mandem got me if your wilin’
I know they don’t want to see me smilin’
But I’m smilin’ cuh im shinin’
[Bridge]
DJ’s haffi run it, it’s a big tune
Sky windows down with my big zoot
Listen I ain’t trying to make no diss tune
How they got me clashing when i’m this smooth
[Chorus]
Man im just a young smooth nigga
Do this for my young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise with her
Sexy gyal they want to move with us
Cuh Man we just young smooth niggas
Do this for the young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise
Sexy gyal they want to move

[Verse 2]
Nigga’s know I had it back in school
Even make my uniform this small
Tie slick, pradas for my shoes
Ask my nigga Rambo how we do
They hardly see me out I’m in the booth
Or I’m booking flights I’m on the move
I dunno why they all wanna be goons
Have you ever tried being smooth
Niggas dropping tunes I been listening
When I was doing Bashment they were listening
Maybe they just never had the visioning
One bag of bash might have my prisining
[Bridge]
DJ’s haffi run it, it’s a big tune
Champagne popping with a big zoot
Listen I ain’t trying to make no diss tune
How they got me clashing when i’m this smooth
[Chorus]
Man im just a young smooth nigga
Do this for my young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise with her
Sexy gyal they want to move with us
Cuh Man we just young smooth niggas
Do this for the young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise
Sexy gyal they want to move

[Chorus]
Man im just a young smooth nigga
Do this for my young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise with her
Sexy gyal they want to move with us
Cuh Man we just young smooth niggas
Do this for the young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise
Sexy gyal they want to move
[Chorus with friends]
Man im just a young smooth nigga
Do this for my young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise with her
Sexy gyal they want to move with us
Cuh Man we just young smooth niggas
Do this for the young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise
Sexy gyal they want to move

Chip – Scene (feat. Jammer, D Double E, Jme, Miraa May & Wiley) (League Of My Own II Album)

Blood, sweat, and years in the game
Everything’s changed but man look the same
You preheat the oven, I preheat the whip, fam, stay in your lane
[Bridge: Miraa May]
Flower in my hand
You can’t stop me and my friends
All that hype and all that bullshit
Paranoia can make you lose it
Always had this, who you foolin’? That’s a good thing to say because if you say "grime’s dead" Everyone will sorta think "Oh, is grime dead?"
Some people who’ll know it ain’t dead will say "No, it’s not dead" Some people will go along and think "Yeah, it is dead"
And in that case, that will flush out the people
Who shouldn’t even be there
And then the people who should be there will remain
So when I look at them "grime’s dead" T-shirts
Sometimes I think "Yeah, it is dead
Grime’s so dead that it’s not dead!"
[Chorus: Jammer]
Yo, wide awake in the scene
Me and my circle shapin’ the scene
Dem man try bring fake to the scene
We clock that they can’t partake in the scene
You didn’t drop no tape in the scene
Ain’t got a reload, ain’t in the scene
Dem man there try takin’ the dream
Think that they are but they ain’t in the scene
[Verse 1: Chip]
Seen us standin’, so outstandin’
Light this amm’ ting, I’m not landin’
You’re no bandit, stand like raskit
Had myself when no one backed it
Mandem skankin’, they’re on a dab ting
UK ting, go home, black cab ting
Bore up what? (Brrah)
Mek a man shake just like tambourine
Push a operation like the Marine
Take dem out, take dem out of the scene
Cuh dem man there don’t add to the scene
Just study and steal and grab from the scene, just nah

[Chorus: Jammer & Jme]
Wide awake in the scene
Me and my circle shapin’ the scene
Dem man try bring fake to the scene
We clock that they can’t partake in the scene
You didn’t drop no tape in the scene
Ain’t got a reload, ain’t in the scene
Dem man there try takin’ the dream (serious)
Think that they are but they ain’t in the scene
[Verse 3: Jme]
Trust me, bare arseholes
Man try come with some bravado
I’m from the days of no videos
Just mic, lyrics, blud, hold your own
These times man was walkin’ on road
Buildin’ a scene and I didn’t even know
Same ting we done on the radio
Is what we do now on big stage shows
We’re doin’ it ’cause we done it
You can’t ruin it ’cause we run it
Live it while you hate, we will create
You’re losin’ it ’cause we bun it
Kill it, we love it, innit? Chat shit, stop actin’
Man might fling that shield like Captain
Defensive tool used when attackin’
I’m not new to sends or clashin’
Never been sets, on sound you’re slackin’
Swing rounds till man down, no lackin’
Ask ’round in my scene, I’m active
Blast rounds on MCs for acting
Konnichiwa flow I’m stampin’
Born champion, long before "Champion"
Verse not ending, got more pendin’
This one here nasty, MAC 10 ting
‘Llow me, you’re not real, you’re pretendin’
You’re on what I’m off, I’m on a next ting
Beats impactin’, no relaxin’
Cop work and shot that, get stacks in
My pad, no fiction, just facts in
Your tracks should be the soundtrack for Catfish (yeah)

[Chorus: Jammer & D Double E]
Wide awake in the scene
Me and my circle shapin’ the scene
Dem man try bring fake to the scene
We clock that they can’t partake in the scene
You didn’t drop no tape in the scene
Ain’t got a reload, ain’t in the scene (oh, my God)
Dem man there try takin’ the dream
Think that they are but they ain’t in the scene (ooh)
[Verse 2: D Double E]
I’ve been rippin’ the scene to bits from sixteen
And I’m still me (yeah), ten times better than when I was sixteen
Man couldn’t test when I was sixteen
Even man that was older than sixteen
Didn’t believe that I was younger than sixteen
Always here, always been
Always fresh, always clean
That’s me (mre, mre)
Nah, you ain’t been where I’ve been
Or seen what I’ve seen
Dem time there you weren’t on the scene
I was always clean in the scene
Pushed to fulfill my dream in the scene
Cuh man a mek money and man a mek plans
And man a mek money and badabupbup
That’s what I’m on right now, see? [Intro: Wiley]
Because, y— d’you know what? Make your movie, tell your story
It’s a celebration
[Verse 4: Wiley]
I’ve been in the scene since MRC 60s
Born late 70s, not 60s
I know about music from the 60s
Gyaldem are black, white, Asian, and mixies
I’ll be makin’ beats in my 60s
Head screwed on, that’s why you gotta pick me
Bro, I took the risk, it was risky
Won’t get offended if anybody diss me
Ayy, talk is cheap and we know that
Pass the gelato, fam, and let me roll that
Everybody’s new hat, looking at my old hat
New pics looking like old ones I took with a Kodak
Throwaway, throwaway
If you don’t know style then go away
I came in the game for a reason
I don’t last a game, I last seasons
Energetic, I leave the dance paralytic
If anybody’s got any talk, then direc’ it
If anybody’s got any talk, please projec’ it
Wireless, I got the vibe-us
Looking for the rose wine-us
I’m the definition of grime-us
They can’t divide us
If you can’t breathe it, unblock your sinus
[Chorus: Jammer]
Wide awake in the scene
Me and my circle shapin’ the scene
Dem man try bring fake to the scene
We clock that they can’t partake in the scene
You didn’t drop no tape in the scene
Ain’t got a reload, ain’t in the scene
Dem man there try takin’ the dream
Think that they are but they ain’t in the scene (Ching-ching)
Badabupbup
Don’t mek a man bring the machine (brrah)
You can’t squash it like tanger— tsk!

Chip – Amazing Minds (feat. Giggs) (League Of My Own II Album)

Seattle gold, neck drippin’ in rose word to Spen
Before diamonds I had gems
Independent on racket, yeah I love tennis (swing it)
I’m a landlord, straight, I can have tenants
See them likkle man, them nuh above man
This the sounds of Chip and Hollowman
Ay, it is done Nah, nigga can’t fuck with the big builder
Man got the pussy I just killed her (yeah)
Man grab my Nicki and Meek Mill’d her (jheeze)
And I got money but cheap thrilled her
Want every penny, I keep silver (keep silver)
Ain’t got the money for this meal, cah
Give all my money to this rooter

[Hook: Giggs]
Chipmunk and Giggs straight back to back, light that
Burn down the place, man struck the match
Right back, heat up the place, just brush the MAC
Dun dun dun dun, might just attack
Man hit the ground, man just collapse
WhatsApp, my man done discuss the acts
Man just dropped the albz, it’s up for wrap (jheeze)
[Verse 2: Chip]
(Let me get ’em from here Giggs)
Came in, look amazing, smell the fragrance
Brown eyes but they look red, I been blazing
Your eyes, yeah they look red, you been hating
No time for you fuckboys, where’s the papers? I got balance for days (fam)
You calling your dargs, I attack on my Js (ones)
Atlanta with Giggs, from 2008
Decade in the game, like how am I still under 30? (money)
M’s around the corner, I can smell them
Cut you off, yeah I sever ties, fuck it, dwell them (move)
Up time on a late night, hit your girlfriend
She said I got a big head, make it swell then (yeah)
Polite but ‘raged, tryna balance my ways
You’re tackling what? [Intro: Chip & Giggs]
Yeah, oi turn up my mic a little bit
Let me feel the power (SN1)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (CM)
Yeah (yeah)
Aaaah, aaaah
We’re inside, what you saying? You know I never quit so don’t you ever try and murk me (no!)
Living in my bubble, I had niggas wanna burst me (why?)
Ay allow it man, you thirsty, you sucking off my energy (allow it)
Essential, I got the remedy
Own boss, what the fuck is you niggas telling me? It’s time
[Verse 1: Giggs]
Push up the mic, pull out my light, light it
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, vibsing
Man ain’t on hype, we came polite, mm (yeah)
Man ain’t them cats that’s chasing mice (nah)
Man grab some veg, some steak and rice
Driving, man can’t invest in wasted lives
Timing, man can’t get back that wasted time
Chipmunk and Giggs, amazing minds
So real duh, nigga can’t fuck with the midfielder
Chill?

Chip – Little Black Book (The Interlude) (League Of My Own II Album)

[Rambo]
Yeah, you know what yeah
I was even gonna have a deeper reasoning with you about
You know the litty commitee gang that come up, come around
When it’s Litty commitee but you over stand the ting so I know that there’s certain things
If I say, like you ready
No
You know them ones there
Just to touch on it whilst we’re on the subject
Like, I don’t know if you remember
Like way back, when you were like um
Them times where you were drilling yeah
It was, I was just like see make sure you keep a little black book
For these mo’fuckers that are tryna’ wrong you in the time of need
You know them ones there
There the guys that I can’t stand
You know like obviously, man you were building up to your ting
You know dem ones there
You know people they try to pull you down and
Even if they’re not tryna pull you down
They’re just not tryna give us positive guidance
You know them ones there
But now they probably have all the positivity words in the world fam
And again, it goes without saying
I’m sure you’ve got the black book secured in your head
And just take note, cuz not even to bring negativity to the board
But certain people get too much easy rides around here
You know them ones there
And I know you feel it sometimes as well so
I’m glad that you’re conscious about that
But yeah man, just get back to fucking business fam
Face off in the city, get all that city type of energy
It will do you good man, and just good luck with the meeting
I seen the picture so, I knew things were moving steady
You know them ones there
But yeah man, just a quick check in
Everythin’ kriss, everythin’ bless

Chip – Good For You (League Of My Own II Album)

[Hook]
We ain’t gotta go out to eat
Kick back, I cook food for you
Everyday I’m in the mood for you
You make a bad boy good for you
Faithful, I don’t know how to be
But imma’ try learn how for you
See I ride through the hood for you
You make a bad boy good for you
[Verse 1]
Yo, studio this evening
Heartless, to catching feelings
Mani’s or pedi’s, I’ll get you treatments
Come we hit a spa for the week
Tower long, fresh out the shower
Me and you tugether, thats powers
I want your company for life gyal
Baby, we can start for some hours
I think you
Should be mine to the end of time
Had too many selfish nights
But you make me wanna’ share my life
Cus’ I don’t wanna be a playa no more
I wanna’ try here
Something you can think, that makes you wanna whine
What you sayin’, you ain’t ready baby, we give it time
I still see it in your eyes

[Hook]
We ain’t gotta go out to eat
Kick back, I cook food for you
Everyday I’m in the mood for you
You make a bad boy good for you
Faithful, I don’t know how to be
But imma’ try learn how for you
See I ride through the hood for you
You make a bad boy good for you
[Verse 2]
Yo, blast from the past tryna creep
You want me wanna’ block and delete them
I said its [?]
But you should be at mine for my reachin
And we dance and we whine it to cartel
Truth say I took you (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Come baby dance now
No is not the answer
I just wanna’ hear ya say (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know I disappear but forgive me
10 years later, reappear did you miss me? Single bed in my mums yard, you would lift me
My heart is an iceberg but we got a history
Don’t wanna be a playa no more
I wanna’ try here
Something you can think, that makes you wanna whine
Baby you ain’t ready for me, cool give it time
I still see it in your eyes

[Hook]
We ain’t gotta go out to eat
Kick back, I cook food for you
Everyday I’m in the mood for you
You make a bad boy good for you
Faithful, I don’t know how to be
But imma’ try learn how for you
See I ride through the hood for you
You make a bad boy good for you
[Hook]
We ain’t gotta go out to eat
Kick back, I cook food for you
Everyday I’m in the mood for you
You make a bad boy good for you
Faithful, I don’t know how to be
But imma’ try learn how for you
See I ride through the hood for you
You make a bad boy good for you

Chip – 34 Shots (League Of My Own II Album)

(Mm)
You’re just a artist, you’re not a killer (no)
67 man, one song, what a driller (baow)
Gyaldem sugar (yeah), Zim Zim Zimmer (yeah)
See me ’round town with smirks in the Bimmer (skrr)
These likkle man wanna try get bright
‘Til I dish out the waps, dim dimmer
Spit for the skrilla, backstrap biller (yeah)
Household name, still wanna get bigger (trust)
One Direction when I pop boys, nigga
Actor, you shoulda been on Top Boy, nigga
Blows on, Incredible Hulk (wow)
Costco, yeah, man get it in bulk (blaow)
Just got a brand new Macbook Pro
But it’s called MAC-10 when the shots upload
Yeah, I let that go, the kick back (woah)
Pick a MC like tic-tac-toe
Or ching chang chong, I hit that bong (yeah)
Blast my head off and get the blastin’ on becuh (sheesh)
Right now, man a run for the money (ayy)
I give your top five a run for their money (mm)
Try MCs on a wave, goodbye, MCs
I blukubyebye MCs

[Chorus]
Nah, I don’t wanna hurt no one
Chat about bars like guns, it’s fun
I pap-pap-pop-pap-pap just for fun
So carry on until your skin gets bun
Nah, I don’t wanna hurt no one
Chat about bars like guns, it’s fun
I pap-pap-pop-pap-pap just for fun
So carry on, you’ll get…
[Outro]
I don’t wanna hurt no one
Bars like guns, it’s fun
Just for fun
Carry on, bun
I don’t wanna hurt no one
Bars like guns, it’s fun
Just for fun
Carry on, bun In your dreams (ayy)
Original Beyblade spinner (rah)
My man’s two faced, who’s that nigga? (Ayy)
‘Cause he was on it, now look at him runnin’
He had guts ’til I blew out his stomach
I’m on a MAC ting, MACin’ him up
Stop when I want, I don’t run outta rounds
Zone, brilliant flow (woo)
Shoot at my plaque for a million sold (baow)
Kill a MC on the net, was gold
Took shots, never hit a crossbar or post
Just me (Chip), shoot a sniper, call me Bob Lee
Swagger aimin’ properly
And if he’s ‘llowed in grime, it’s ’cause me
Drop the ‘munk, C-H-I-P (yeah)
Still in the booth with liquor and weed (burst)
Hit man but I don’t do it for the Ps
I just lick man down for the Cs
Better than me (huh)? [Intro]
Swifta production (production, production)
(Production, production)
[Chorus]
Nah, I don’t wanna hurt no one
Chat about bars like guns, it’s fun
I pap-pap-pop-pap-pap just for fun
So carry on until your skin gets bun
Nah, I don’t wanna hurt no one
Chat about bars like guns, it’s fun
I pap-pap-pop-pap-pap just for fun
So carry on, you’ll get…
[Verse]
One shot, two shot, three shot, four
Bus’ shot ’til you can’t tek no more
One got three in the face, one got three in the chest
Both left dead on the floor
I just aim and shoot with a pen
Bun a MC and shoot him again
He ain’t dead yet, shoot him again
We laugh and bun zoots when you’re dead
Man a murderer (yeah)
Fuck around and I’ll murder ya (yeah)
I take shots in the booth, no chaser but I ain’t too burst
To burst a bar (boom)
So fuck around and I’ll burst ya, darg (brr)
It’s Cash Motto, ain’t you heard of us? (Yeah)
Last year, they had me lettin’ off them
Boom, bam, one pad, one pen, what we sayin’ then?

Walk on water – Thirty Seconds to Mars lyrics

Walk on waaater
Do you believe? Do you believe that you can win this fight tonight? Bloodlust and a holy war
Listen up, hear the patriots shout:
“Times are changing”
In the end, the choice was clear
Take a shot in the face of fear
Fist up in the fiery light
Times are changing. (Do you believe? Do you believe? Do you believe that you can walk on water? Do you believe? Lyrics Thirty Seconds to Mars – Walk on water
(Do you believe?) Walk on water
Can you even see what you’re fighting for? Do you believe? Walk on waaater)
Do you believe that you can walk on waaater? Walk on waaater
Do you believe? D you believe that you can win this fight tonight? Walk on waaater
Do you believe? Do you believe that you can walk on water? Do you believe? Do you believe that you can walk on waaater? Thirty Seconds to Mars lyrics
Video water Walk on waaaterrr. (Do you believe? Do you believe that you can win this fight tonight? (Do you believe?)
Look at the sky, see a dying star
White lies, it’s a man on fire
Making love with the devil hurts
Times are changing
Versuri-lyrics.info
A thin line, the whole truth
The far right, the left view
Breaking all those promises made
Times are changing. Do you believe that you can walk on waaater? Walk on waaater
Do you believe? Do you believe that you can win this fight tonight? Walk on waaater)
Do you believe that you can win this fight tonight? Walk on waaater.

Broken glass – Rachel Platten lyrics

So I’m tied to the tracks
I’m gonna dance on broken glass
And here I go, ya here I go. Through to the other side, baby I’ll survive
Cause you know I’m a fighter versuri-lyrics.info
Through to the other side, baby I’m on fire (on fire). So what? So I’m tied to the tracks
I’m gonna dance on broken glaaass
And here I go, here I go. I’m gonna dance on broken glaaass
On broken glass
And I’m gonna make that ceiling crash (uh)
That ceiling crash
So what? So what? So I’m tied to the tracks
I’m gonna dance on broken glass
And here I go, here I go
(Oh, oh, oh) Yeah here I go, here I go
(Oh, oh, oh) Yeah here I go, here I go. Rachel Platten lyrics
Video glass Still got knives in my back
So what? Still got knives in my back
So what? Yea here I go, here I go
And here I go, here I gooo. Still got knives in my back
So what? (Oh, oh, oh) Yeah here I go, here I go
(Oh, oh, oh) And here I go, here I go. Lyrics Rachel Platten – Broken Glass
I’m on a highway full of red lights
I lost so many long nights
Felt words that cut like knives
I know I know they’re gonna
Say what they wanna
I know they’re gonna
Say what they want (broken glass)
But I feel it changing
I can taste it, I’m on the wave and
I won’t waste it
I have been patient
But I’m not waiting anymore
Not anymore, no. So I bet on me and my own heartbeat
When all the odds are piling
Like bricks around my feet
You know you know it’s more than
More than just for me
You know it’s worth it
I still believe, yeah yeah. I’m gonna dance on broken glass
On broken glass
And I’m gonna make that ceiling crash (uh)
That ceiling crash. I’m gonna dance on broken glass
On broken glass
And I’m gonna make that ceiling crash
That ceiling crash. Through to the other side, baby I’ll survive
Cause you know I’m a fighter
Through to the other side, baby I’m on fire
Cause you know I’m a survivor.

Alunageorge – Supernatural Lyrics

Resuscitated too many times
I circle way too many sites
Must be a gift from a future crime
Supernatural, Supernatural, Supernatural
Light this up, better save our money
All hands up in a big finale
Is this dream state or awake? Create the science that we make
The perfect innovation
So close to real, we can’t tell it’s fake
Supernatural, Supernatural, Supernatural
Light this up, better save our money
All hands up in a big finale
Like our interplanetary
Boy, your touch is haunting to me
It’s so extraordinary when you’re simply holding me
I go interplanetary
Boy, your touch is haunting me
It’s so extraordinary when you hold me
Like our interplanetary
Boy, your touch is haunting to me
It’s so extraordinary when you’re simply holding me
I go interplanetary
Boy, your touch is haunting me
It’s so extraordinary when you hold me
Supernatural ALUNAGEORGESupernatural Lyrics
Is this dead, or is it alive?

Billie Eilish – Bellyache Lyrics

BILLIE EILISHBellyache Lyrics
Sitting all alone
Mouth full of gum
In the driveway
My friends aren’t far
In the back of my car
Lay their bodies
Where’s my mind
Where’s my mind
They’ll be here pretty soon
Looking through my room
For the money
I’m biting my nails
I’m too young to go to jail
It’s kinda funny
Where’s my mind
Where’s my mind
Where’s my mind
Where’s my mind
Maybe it’s in the gutter
Where I left my lover
What an expensive fate
My V is for Vendetta
Thought that I’d feel better
But now I got a bellyache
Everything I do
The way I wear my noose
Like a necklace
I wanna make ’em scared
Like I could be anywhere
Like I’m reckless
I lost my mind
I don’t mind
Where’s my mind
Where’s my mind
Maybe it’s in the gutter
Where I left my lover
What an expensive fate
My V is for Vendetta
Thought that I’d feel better
But now I got a bellyache
Maybe it’s in the gutter
Where I left my lover
What an expensive fate
My V is for Vendetta
Thought that I’d feel better
But now I got a bellyache

Tristania – Lost Lyrics

TRISTANIALost Lyrics
Lost
Hard…
I’m harder than the life I’ve lived
Strong…
I’m stronger than the pain you give
It’s lost…
So lost
The world you’re in
The life you live
I see the lies
The darkside of the smiles you give
I’m one
I’m anyone you like me to be
I’m gone
Whenever you would like to be free
Old…
I’m older than the years I’ve lived
Cold…
I’m colder than the smile you give
My life has been the dreams you say I’m living in
How long will you be lost, my dear
When will you give in?

Rocco Deluca & The Burden – How Fast Lyrics

ROCCO DELUCA & THE BURDENHow Fast Lyrics
Pull yourself from the room
Walk into the afternoon
Did you think you`d be fit for machines and perfume
How fast can you run
How fast can you run
How fast can you run
Crawl into a narrow cave
All the things you tried to say
On your arm it`s engraved that the world has come apart
How fast can you run
How fast can you run
How fast can you run
How fast can you run
How fast can you run
How fast can you run

Abusadamente – Mc Gustta feat. Mc Dg letra

Abusadamente
Ela vai batendo
Bumbum
Ela vai sentando
Bumbum
Ela vai quicando
Bumbum. E a partir desse momento
Taca em um por um
O bumbum, bumbum. Letra MC Gustta – Abusadamente
Abusadamente
Bum, bum, bum, bum. Vou ter que assumir
Que tu é fod.. Bumbum
Que tu é brava
Com a jogada de bunda
Toda recalcada páraaa. Olha o tamanho dessa raba
Versuri-lyrics.info
Ela joga na cara
Bumbum
Joga na cara
Dos quebrada
Bum. Olha a Maria
Jogando a bunda
Olha a Carlinha
Jogando a bunda
Olha a Fernanda
Jogando a bunda
Essas meninas
Tão doida e maluca
Ela joga a bunda pro alto
Caiu, deixa bater
Ela joga a bunda pro alto
E cai no Gustta e no Dggg
Mc Gustta letras
Video Mc Gustta Abusadamenteee
Ela vem batendo
Bumbum
Ela vem quicando
Bumbum
Ela vem tremendo
Bumbum.

Stai langa mine – Vunk feat. Irina Rimes versuri

Versuri Vunk – Stai langa mine
Tu te joci in parul meu
Eu ma joc in mintea ta c-asa sunt eu
Fiecare dintre noi stie bine
Ca astazi ne iubim dar n-o sa stim ce va fi maine
Tu te joci in parul meu
Eu lovesc in sufletul tau mereu
Si vreau in inima ta sa stau
Tu sa ma iubesti si eu in inima ta sa stau.(stai langa mine)
Poate ca e doar privirea ta
Poate doar imaginatia mea
Nu stiu ce-ai facut cu mintea mea
Dar imi place sa ma simt a ta
Stai langa mine. Poate ca e doar privirea ta
Poate doar imaginatia mea
Nu stiu ce-ai facut cu mintea mea
Dar imi place sa ma simt a ta
Stai langa mineee. Tu te joci in parul meu
Tu nu stii nici pe departe ce vreau eu
Sa nu crezi ca ma cunosti atat de bine
Astazi ne iubim dar n-o sa stim ce va fi maine
Tie iti place sa ma alinti versuri-lyrics.info
Mie imi place sa te scot din minti
Si vreau in inima ta sa stau
Tu sa ma iubesti si eu in inima ta sa stau. Versuri Vunk
Video mine