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Chevy Woods – Forever

[Verse 1]
I just made a play on your bitch she in love with my watch, yeah yeah ooh
I ain’t finish school from the school of hard knocks make more money than the teachers too
Got some cousins I ain’t seen in a while when they ask me how I’m doing I just tell em cool
Taylor Gang and I put that on everything if you get to tripping I’m a fucking fool
Yea I’m way up way up way up
Tell them pussy niggas I ain’t tripping ’cause I’m way up
Balling on you niggas this a motherfucking layup
I remember all the nights that a nigga had to stay up
If you owe a nigga gotta make sure you pay up
Handle all my business then I go and roll a J up
She was on gold, don’t you never try and play us
Tell your baby daddy yea it’s cool that he hate us
Cause we getting rich

[Chorus]
We getting rich we got money forever
Not just right now boy I want this forever
Cooking up O’s and it’s taking forever
She got it once now she want it forever

[Verse 2]
Got the iPhone jumping I ain’t missing no calls Imma answer every one of ’em
My homies said he want a half of one come to the crib and Imma cook it right in front of him
Your baby daddy he a fuck up
He be fucking up the pack every time I be fronting him
I hit the block, throw the testers in the air
Hit the ground, fiends pick up every one of them
Put that on me I be running up numbers
Fucking up checks ’bout to fuck up the summer
Fucking your bitch but you swear that you love her
You can’t fool me boy I smile undercover
Champagne coming by the case load
Hit your baby momma with a face load
She my señorita bring me Pesos
Chicken with the cheese I need queso

[Chorus]
We getting rich we got money forever
Not just right now boy I want this forever
Cooking up O’s and it’s taking forever
She got it once now she want it forever

ASAP Mob – Crazy Brazy (On The Late Show With Stephen Colbert) (Live)

Woah, woah, yo
Woah, woah, woah
I got a lot on my head
Gucci rag tied on my head
Put a red dot on your head
I put that guap on your head
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
I got a lot on my mind
I put that guap on my mind
I got a lot on my mind
I put that nine to your mind
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
I don’t want no conversation
I don’t need explanation
Shoot with no hesitation
They do it for a reputation
They don’t play me on the station
Press ’em like detonation
Want more jelly than a Mason
Man I’m rocky like a caveman
We rock I’m a rockstar
Try to cuff me like a cop car
Try to play me like a popstar
That’s how you get not far
All my cus, niggas crazy
All my bloods, niggas brazy
Might just drop in on a Wednesday
Been the shit designer wavy
Don’t talk back, just give me face
I got nines on my waist
Hide them lines in the place
I don’t care
I’m with Flacko, you on flakka
You got guns but won’t pop ’em
I send niggas to the doctor
I don’t care
Sandman tan money bag, drag, slash bag man
Baghdad land
Talk back, get back slapped with a back hand
Black man, black hand side
Anti everything since Yams died
In dodge van by NY
No who, what, where, why, when
I got a lot on my head
Gucci rag tied on my head
Put a red dot on your head
I put that guap on your head
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
I got a lot on my mind
I put that guap on my mind
I got a lot on my mind
I put that nine to your mind
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
Hundred thousand dollar nightmare
If I wanna take a flight there
Man fuck it spend a life here
Young thuggin in some Nike Airs
Bicken Back Being Bool, baby
Layin’ back by the pool, baby
Bumpin’ that shit too wavy
Counting stacks shit too brazy
Walk around with a bag on me
Walk around with a flag on me
Bickin back I got mad homies
Joey Fatts might blast for me
Tote the tecs I got cash homie
Take it back I got crack on me
This and that got that on me
Where you from?
Where you at homie?
I got a lot on my head
Gucci rag tied on my head
Put a red dot on your head
I put that guap on your head
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
I got a lot on my mind
I put that guap on my mind
I got a lot on my mind
I put that nine to your mind
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy

Breaking Benjamin – Never Again

Carry me under, make me abandoned
Show me what’s left, show me what’s left
Beautiful anger, breaking the pattern
Show me what’s left, show me what’s left

Take the colour from your eyes
I bleed for you, I bleed for you
Bring the broken back to life
We’ll make it through, we’ll make it through

Empty and perfect, shattered and worthless
Show me what’s left, show me what’s left
Dragging me further, forget to remember
Show me what’s left, show me what’s left

Take the colour from your eyes
I bleed for you, I bleed for you
Bring the broken back to life
We’ll make it through, we’ll make it through

Never again, never again
Time will not take the life from me
Never again, never again
Time will not take the life from me

And after this world is out of reach
Sober and silent, faded and violent
Hopeless, I fight to fall between
Never surrender, out of the embers
Save a space inside for me

Take the colour from your eyes
I bleed for you, I bleed for you
Bring the broken back to life
We’ll make it through, we’ll make it through

Never again, never again
Time will not take the life from me
Never again, never again
Time will not take the life from me

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Proud Of Me Now (feat. Lil Bibby)

[Intro: A-Boogie]
Are you proud of me now?
Are you proud of me now?

[Hook: A-Boogie]
Look down on me now
Talk down on me now
Oh, you my homie now?
Hold it down, hold it down
Don’t look out for me now
You a clown on me now
Are you proud of me now?
Are you proud of me now?

Look down on me now
Talk down on me now
Oh, you my homie now?
Hold it down, hold it down
Don’t look out for me now
You a clown on me now
Are you proud of me now?
Are you proud of me now?

[Verse 1: A-Boogie]
I was just tryin’ to be honest
I was in debt now I’m Johnny
Pull up in matching Ferraris
Don’t act like you never saw me
I was just shopping at Barneys
Now they be sending me garments
Keepin’ that fly shit on me
New Chanel now when they call me
On the road rollin’ spliffs
Never fold, never switch
If you broke hit a lick
If he told he a bitch
I know hoe’s think I’m rich
They so nosy and shit
You can’t smoke with my clique
We smoke O’s in the whip
Have you ever drove a Wraith nigga?
Make you feel like you in space nigga
Do you wanna get paid nigga?
Know these streets ain’t safe nigga
So much money, got a bank with us
So much money, got a safe with us
We ain’t playin’, they afraid of us
Come thru and make it rain nigga
I came up of a tape, you got nothin’ on the table
I don’t know what you think, nigga I’m with High Bridge The Label
They want me to be on top being on cable
They just want me to be on the block, back where I came from

[Hook: A-Boogie]
Look down on me now
Talk down on me now
Oh, you my homie now?
Hold it down, hold it down
Don’t look out for me now
You a clown on me now
Are you proud of me now?
Are you proud of me now?

Look down on me now
Talk down on me now
Oh, you my homie now?
Hold it down, hold it down
Don’t look out for me now
You a clown on me now
Are you proud of me now?
Are you proud of me now?

[Verse 2: Lil Bibby]
See, I never changed up
Lookin’ hard, yeah I stayed up
Same niggas used to hate us
Tryin’ to kick it ’cause I came up
I guess it just come with the fame
Tryin’ to throw dirt on my name
I was just poppin’ them Xans
That’s how I dealt with the pain
I channeled the thoughts of my brain
I did it all for the gang
I went and brought me some chains
I just been stacking my change, told my lil’ brother don’t change
Just treat me the same
Never worry ’bout them niggas sneak dissing, ’cause hate never paid you
They weren’t with you shootin’ in the gym, but they round talkin’ ’bout they made you
Niggas don’t love you, they hate you
I went and flooded the Haysoos
We was just dodging the state’s troops
Now bitches coming in 8 groups
Niggas clowns to me now
Tell ’em niggas talk down on me now
See me in the hood, you can’t get a dap or a pound from me now

[Hook: A-Boogie]
Look down on me now
Talk down on me now
Oh, you my homie now?
Hold it down, hold it down
Don’t look out for me now
You a clown on me now
Are you proud of me now?
Are you proud of me now?

Look down on me now
Talk down on me now
Oh, you my homie now?
Hold it down, hold it down
Don’t look out for me now
You a clown on me now
Are you proud of me now?
Are you proud of me now?

24hrs – You Know

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
I met this girl in Atlanta
She just be dancing and dancing
I know she ready to go, she wanna ride down the road
(Hey, well)

[Hook]
As long as you know
As long as you know
As long as you know
As long as you know
Baby you should really roll weed with me
Baby you should really throw it back for me
Baby you should really turn around for me
Baby you should really really take this dick
As long as you know
As long as you know

[Verse 2]
I met this girl out in Houston
She just be sipping and sipping
I strain her back like she lifting
Fuck I just wish you would listen

[Bridge]
How much you spend on that coat?
I think I might be your [?]
Bitch I don’t ever fly coach
I just don’t sit back and loaf
Bitch I just run through the loaf
Your boyfriend a motherfucking joke I put it all in your throat

[Hook]
As long as you know
As long as you know
As long as you know
As long as you know
Baby you should really roll weed with me
Baby you should really throw it back for me
Baby you should really turn around for me
Baby you should really really take this dick
As long as you know
As long as you know

[Verse 3]
I met this girl from Chicago she done flew in from Toronto
She got a voice like an angel
I beat her up like Kurt Angle
I swear that her pussy is dope
She got me hooked like she a coat

[Outro]
As long as you know
As long as you know
As long as you know
As long as you know

Rich The Kid & Famous Dex – So Mad

[Intro: Famous Dex]
Dexter, Dexter
Dexter, Dexter, Dexter
[?] me that bro, I mean
No, fuck it
Come here lil bitch sis
Wait, lil boy why you so mad?
Lil boy, why do you hate?
I get that money, I’m straight
I been kinda good too
Like I don’t care about a hater
You can say whatever you wanna say
Ah-Dexter!

[Hook: Famous Dex]
Ooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Fucking your bitch, I just bought her a bag
Ooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money, I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Fucking your bitch, I just bought her a bag

[Verse 1: Famous Dex]
Ooh, why you so mad?
Fucked your lil bitch, I just bought her a bag
I ain’t even gotta brag
You can just tell by my bag
30 on me, yeah I’m glad
Run up on him, swear to god you a fag
I don’t even need a mask, I just run right to the cash
Fat bitch, she suck me right when that jet land
I’m feeling good, I’m like Batman
And you now I got my gang man
You run up on me you a dead man
Ooh, why you so mad?
Lil boy, why you still hate?
I get that money I’m straight
Fuck your lil bitch in her face
Wait, I bust in her face
Ooh ooh, why you so mad?
Boy why you so mad?
Ooh ooh, why you so mad?
Fuck your lil bitch, I bought her a bag

[Hook: Famous Dex]
Ooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Fucking your bitch, I just bought her a bag
Ooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money, I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Fucking your bitch, I just bought her a bag

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
Why you mad?
Bad bitch, fuck and bought her a bag
Young nigga had to get to the cash
Rich Forever, put that shit on the dash
I fucked that bitch in a new coupe
I might just make her my new boo
Wrestle her, flex her
I put that ho in a stretcher
Money on the table, got money on the floor
Sippin’ lean, pour a four in the jones
She suck me up, make her Uber home
Why you so mad I flex on these hoes?
Money machine, fuck around, broke
Me and Jay Critch run up an O
Dexter, Rich Forever, whippin’ a bowl
White bitch throw the dope in her nose
I had a bitch named Sandy
Rollie gold like a Grammy
Might blind your bitch, that’s a diamond wrist
Pull up in a Rari, no Camry

[Hook: Famous Dex]
Ooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Fucking your bitch, I just bought her a bag
Ooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money, I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Fucking your bitch, I just bought her a bag

THEY. – U-Rite

[Verse 1]
I ain’t back before, I ain’t back before
Look at what you asking for, [?]
Pretty sure your man [?] a homie, ain’t that important
You ain’t really seen it like that before
Not like that before, you’re like

[Hook]
When you put it like that, like that, like that, like that, you right
Nigga think he got it like that when I act like that, alright
I’mma ’bout to have the back track, back track, track on crack, you right
You right, you right, you right, you right, girl

[Verse 2]
Already know what you want
Bitch, why you keep hittin’ my phone
Fuck with a nigga before
Just wait ’til I get in my zone
Fuck all this silly talk
Marvin told me never hit it raw
Certain shit a nigga pick up on
You cannot trick me the jig is up
Level up, bitch, like uh, evidently you don’t
Little boy ain’t no chump
Real niggas don’t say nothing
I’mma roll up my skunk, then I post up like done
When your nigga gonna give up?
Keep it real girl, could be fun

[Hook]
When you put it like that, like that, like that, like that, you right
Nigga think he got it like that when I act like that, alright
I’mma ’bout to have the back track, back track, track on crack, you right
You right, you right, you right, you right, girl

[Verse 3]
Never ever give a bitch a cool, what she really tryna get in to
Both her friends wanna come with me, tell ’em good things always come in threes
Can’t let you walk out that door ’til you show me what that pussy hintin’ for
Not tryna fuck up the vibe, but you gotta be out by a quarter to five
Said is she feeling my aura but never been with a nigga from Aurora
Think that she El Salvadorian, bitch said she work at Sephora
Everything going accordingly until she started feeling too important
I couldn’t do nothing for her, before shorty left out the door she said (Goddamn)

[Hook]
When you put it like that, like that, like that, like that, you right
Nigga think he got it like that when I act like that, alright
I’mma ’bout to have the back track, back track, track on crack, you right
You right, you right, you right, you right, girl
When you put it like that, like that, like that, like that, you right
Nigga think he got it like that when I act like that, alright
I’mma ’bout to have the back track, back track, track on crack, you right
You right, you right, you right, you right, girl

[Outro]
"Bitch, you right, bitch, I guess you right"
I be like, "Bitch, you right, bitch, I guess you right"
I be like, "Bitch, you right, bitch, I think you right
I be like, "Bitch, you right"
"Bitch, you right, bitch, I guess you right"
I be like, "Bitch, you right, bitch, I guess you right"
I be like, "Bitch, you right, bitch, I think you right
I be like, "Bitch, you right, bitch, I guess you right"
I be like

Sayaka Shionoya – Believing

I believe, I believe in True Love
Kimi ni deaeta kara
Dare ga nante iou to
Kokoro wa shitteru no
I believe, I believe in True Love
Eien ya chikai wo
Ima nara shinjite mo ii to omou kurai

Believe in what we have right here, oh

Ashioto soroete aruku kaerimichi
Suzushiku natte
Yorisoiau kage
Koushite zutto iretara ii ne tte
Tamerawanaide ieru hajimete no aite

Some people tell us we’re too young for Love
Kodomo ja naku otona de mo nai you na
Mikansei na futari ni mo
Wakaru hodo kanpeki na Love

I believe, I believe in True Love
Kimi ni deaeta kara
Dare ga nante iou to
Kokoro wa shitteru no
I believe, I believe in True Love
Kimi ga misete kureta
Mabushikute kumori no nai omoi no katachi
I know what we have is real
Ima nara shinjite mo ii to omou kurai

I know it’s real, True Love

Minna nee kiite tte
Sawagu no mo ii kedo
Sou iu ren’ai to wa chigau ki ga shitete
Taisetsu ni mamoru you ni
Shimaikonda mune ni
Itoshii, atatakai kimochi

Some people tell us we’re missing the fun
Mada mada shiranai sekai ga aru yo tte
Souda to shitara issho ni mitai
Hoka no dare to demo naku

I believe, I believe in True Love
Kimi ni deaeta kara
Dare ga nante iou to
Kokoro wa shitteru no
I believe, I believe in True Love
Kimi to kanjiru kono
Massugu de itsuwari no nai omoi no katachi
I know what we have is real
Ima nara shinjite mo ii to omou kurai

Mirai no koto wakaranai to
Itte shimau no wa iya na no
Imagine you and I
Ima made ni nai, kakushin ni chikai,
Kono kimochi shinjiteru no

I believe, I believe in True Love
Kimi ni deaeta kara
Dare ga nante iou to
Kokoro wa shitteru no
I believe, I believe in True Love
Kimi ga misete kureta
Mabushikute kumori no nai omoi

I believe, I believe in True Love
Kimi ni deaeta kara
Dare ga nante iou to
Kokoro wa shitteru no
I believe, I believe in True Love
Kimi to kanjiru kono
Massugu de itsuwari no nai omoi no katachi
I know what we have is real
Ima nara shinjite mo ii to omou kurai

You showed me, you showed me
Mabushii kurai
Junsui ni, junsui ni, kumori no nai
Now I believe, now I believe
Hontou no ai
Ima nara shinjite mo ii to omou kurai
You showed me, you showed me
Itsuwari no nai Love, True Love
Now I believe, now I believe
Hontou no ai Love, True Love …

Neil Young – Show Me

Do you see people being led by the righteous hand,
Taking care of everyone like they’re on a piece of land.

Show me.
Show me.
Show me.
Show me.

Do you see people’s lives being lost on the sacred land,
and the battle over water being fought for the baby’s hand.

Show me.
Show me.
Show me.
Show me.

When the women of the world are free to stand up for themselves,
and the promises made stop gathering dust on the shelf.

Show me.
Show me.
Show me.
Show me.

Well I hear you out there when you say what you have to say.
I know how you feel ‘cus that’s what made me this way.
When heaven on earth is improved by the hand of man,
and people everywhere get together and join their hands.

Show me.
Show me.
Show me.
Show me.

Show me.
Show me.

Taylor Swift – Hey Stephen

Hey Stephen, I know looks can be deceiving
But I know I saw a light in you
And as we walked we would talk
And I didn’t say half the things I wanted to
Of all the girls tossing rocks at your window
I’ll be the one waiting there even when it’s cold
Hey Stephen, boy you might have me believing
I don’t always have to be alone
‘Cause I can’t help it if you look like an angel
Can’t help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain, so
Come feel this magic I’ve been feeling since I met you
Can’t help it if there’s no one else
Mmm I can’t help myself
Hey Stephen, I’ve been holding back this feeling
So I’ve got some things to say to you
I’ve seen it all, so I thought
But I’ve never seen nobody shine the way you do
The way you walk, way you talk, way you say my name
It’s beautiful, wonderful, don’t you ever change
Hey Stephen, why are people always leaving
I think you and I should stay the same
Cause I can’t help it if you look like an angel
Can’t help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain, so
Come feel this magic I’ve been feeling since I met you
Can’t help it if there’s no one else
Mmm I can’t help myself
They’re dimming the street lights, you’re perfect for me
Why aren’t you here tonight?
I’m waiting alone now so come on and come out
And pull me near and shine, shine, shine
Hey Stephen, I could give you fifty reasons
Why I should be the one you choose
All those other girls, well they’re beautiful
But would they write a song for you?
Cause I can’t help it if you look like an angel
Can’t help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain, so
Come feel this magic I’ve been feeling since I met you
Can’t help it if there’s no one else
I can’t help myself if you look like an angel
Can’t help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain, so
Come feel this magic I’ve been feeling since I met you
Can’t help it if there’s no one else
Mmm I can’t help myself
myself
Mm
I can’t help myself
I can’t help myself
Oh, Oh,
Mm
Mm

Suneohair – Warutsu / Waltz lyrics

Akanai mabuta kosutte mieru
Pasuteru moyou no mirai ni
Chiribamerareta kigou wo tadoru
Taguriyoseta hyoujou

Nee, nan dakke sagashite ita mono
Are ha, sou ne itsu dakke
Bokura ga inryoku ni sakarainagara deatta koro

[Chorus]
Sore ha warutsu no you da ne fushigi sa
Sasayaku you na komorebi no kousaten de
Futari warutsu no you ni ne mawarinagara
Egakidashite yuku mono

Atatamesugita omoi wo zenbu
Hakidashite mieru randosukeepu
Hantoshi ijou kusuburaseteru
Imeeji ni hi wo tomoshite

Nan dakke nakushite shimatta mono
Soredemo iinda tte
Bokura no inryoku de hikiai motomeau no darou

[Chorus]
Sore ha warutsu no you da ne suteki sa
Tsubuyaku you na saezuri kikinagara
Marude warutsu no you ni ne futari ga
Egakidashite yuku mono

[Bridge]
Aa, toboketa genjitsu mo genshoku de nurikaete shimae
Hikiyosete ageru kara nee
Soko kara odoritsudzukeyou
Futari dake no warutsu

[Chorus]
Sore ha warutsu no you da ne fushigi sa
Sasayaku you na komorebi no kousaten de
Futari warutsu no you ni ne mawarinagara
Egakidashite yuku mono

Olle Burefors – The End lyrics

“I’m terrified of joining all the stars up in heaven
Feel my cold heart, it’s sensing through the edge of our whole lives
Notice me, I’m flying with the others above you
Don’t you see the light? I’m sending out towards you, my lover?”

You know I’m never leaving you

Nurse, I think that there is something wrong
Her body hasn’t shifted even slightly for some time
And I haven’t felt pressure from her gripping hand
The doctor takes his coat off and records the date and time

“I’m terrified of joining all the stars up in heaven
Feel my cold heart, it’s sensing through the edge of our whole lives
Notice me, I’m flying with the others above you
Don’t you see the light? I’m sending out towards you, my lover?”

You know I’m never leaving you

Nujabes – Perfect Circle lyrics

[Hook 1]
Three hundred and sixty five days in a daze
Spent up in a screen of purple haziness
My affair with this lady named laziness
Laissez-faire mon frère, au revoir les enfants
And… on and on it goes like a marathon
On and on it goes till the break of dawn of a new era
Who better to usher in the age of extras, et cetera, et cetera?

[Verse 1]
The one and only almighty and holy
Omnipresent and potent to show thee
The jubilee of free will at work for food for thought
Who would have could have should have said and done this and that
After the fact and fiction blended like a broken dictionary
Are we supposed to carry on all alone
By any means necessary, act tough when it’s scary?
Fair enough, the moon has a dark side
The sun shines like there’s not another day to waste in haste
A hot sec since the last time it got kinda cold to the bone
O Mi Deo Gloria, when the mind expands the body finds a temple
Inner area in which to flip the scripture
Dip the pen and picture in my heart, a scene apart
It’s a perfect circle
It’s a perfect circle

[Hook 2]
Three hundred and sixty degrees in a breeze
Sitting on top of the world it sure feels
Like a million souls are trying to eat
Off a plate worth a buck and nobody gives a nut yeah
Round and round it goes like a Merry-go and
Round and round it goes like a Ferris wheel and
Everybody knows that this earth is round but
Most of us still live like the world is flat

[Verse 2]
Clap, clap your hands to this beat
Celebrate word, life, and friends soon to be
All city, all state, then come across home plate
Talk about life mission on the journey to make
Hate and love, shove and hug, mate and fun, fate and luck
Break and bake the bread and cheese and let the day pass by
Fade into the past like an old calendar page
Chilling like barrels, taste finer with age
All the blessings on this planet disappear when taken for granted
You see the writing on the granite, understand it?
Follow though the steps till we meet before we’re obsolete
Even it it’s oblique to me, it’s a perfect circle
It’s a perfect circle
It’s a perfect circle

Olle Burefors – I Dream Once Again lyrics

As cosmic tails lits in your room,
In patterns across the wall
Your fingertips sleeps beneath your dreams
…and shapes every hour of dark
Tired feet drags your heart into the kitchen,
That sways in the faded light
Shaping a question that bother’s a mothers mind:
“How can I shake off this love?”

“I don’t feel it…
The crowds all line up just to laugh at my mess
I’m breathing my feelings,
It’s all that I can”

“I don’t feel it…
‘Cause inside me is a winter of frostbitten death
With stars in the ceiling,
I dream once again.

I dream once again
I dream once again

“How it hails”, she said.
“Someday the pressured glass finally breaks
And I want you to love and I love that you do
But I need you to be loved, my dear, as well
…just like I love you”

Keys to the street – Trey Songz lyrics

Lyrics Trey Songz – Keys to the street

You ever been lookin’ for your keys and they’re
right there in your pocket? See that’s what wrong,
like, sometimes people lookin’ for everybody else to
give them the keys, and they’re right there.
See all you gotta do is kick it with your homie,
or kick it with your shorty and see if they got
their own keys to success or if they still lookin’
for somebody else to give them the keys to the street.

I got money way before the deal
Put my b*tches in new pair of heels
I might f*ck your hoe and pay her bills
Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
I got your hoe on a leash
Got a plug, he Vietnamese
We the niggas they wanna be
‘Cause we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets.

I got the keys to your girl, I got the keys to her friend
I got the keys to the Beemer, I got the keys to the Benz
She got the keys to the condo, she got the keys to the crib
She pullin’ up on me pronto, I’m diggin’ up her arrears
I got the keys to the freaks, I got the keys to the freaks
I got the keys to that pussy, drippin’, drippin’, f*ckin’ up all of the sheets
Suckin’ up all of the D, ooh babe, don’t you waste that
Drinkin’ every drop when you taste that
Pussy all on my tongue, all on tongue, yeah yeah
I’ma make you cum, make you cum, yeah yeah
Dick goin’ down, what you runnin’ from, from? Yeah yeah
Beat it like a drum, beat it like a drum, beat it, yeah yeahhh.

I got money way before the deal
Put my b*tches in new pair of heels
I might f*ck your hoe and pay her bills
Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
I got your hoe on a leash
Got a plug, he Vietnamese
We the niggas they wanna be
‘Cause we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the key to the streets.

Look, you wanna be on your feet or you cool with bein’ a leach?
Not tryna be on repeat, not tryna be here and preach
You tryna be out and eat or you tryna be on a leash?
If you gonna be in the streets, focus on bein’ on Meech
I’m tryna be in the lead, I’m tryna be in that sheesh
I’m tryna be in the suite, telly that b on the beach
Shorty been bein’ too sweet, want me to be on her peach
Her friend wanna be under me, might end up bein’ in each
Stop talkin’ like that when you be on them beats
Make sure the name never be in your speak
We get at you, we ain’t bein’ discrete
And you know hammers gon’ be in the reach
Your chain got no ice like no drink bein’ neat
Presi and real nigga should be impeached
That’s why I don’t get snatched
Oh you want some shit patched?

I got money way before the deal
Put my b*tches in new pair of heels
I might f*ck your hoe and pay her bills
Yeah we was taught to get it how we live, yeah
I got your hoe on a leash
Got a plug, he Vietnamese
We the niggas they wanna be
‘Cause we got the key to the streets
We got the key to the streets
Hey, we got the keys to the street
We got the keys to the street
Hey, we got the key to the streetsss.
Trey Songz lyrics
Video street

Mafiot american – Nicolae Guta versuri

Versuri Nicolae Guta – Mafiot american

Am plecat de ani de zile
Cu familie cu tot
Si m-am dus cu avionul
Si m-am dus cu avionul
Smecherie la New York
Smecherie la New York.(mafiot american)

Vila bani masini luxoase
Si carduri la banci de firma
E greu sa se nasca altii
Sa ne ajunga din urma.

Am legitimatie de smecher european
Si am ajuns in cativa ani mafiot american.

Nici intr-o mie de ani
N-o sa se mai nasca vreunul
N-o sa se mai nasca vreunul
Sa faca ce am facut eu
Sa ajunga numarul unu.

Vila bani masini luxoase
Si carduri la banci de firma
E greu sa se nasca altii
Sa ne ajunga din urma.

Am legitimatie de smecher european
Si am ajuns in cativa ani mafiot american.

Am copii langa mine vai
O familie distinsa
Toti tremura cand ne vad
Dinastia lu’ Radu niciodata nu e invinsa
Niciodata nu e invinsa.

Vila bani masini luxoase
Si carduri la banci de firma
E greu sa se nasca altii
Sa ne ajunga din urma.

Am legitimatie de smecher european
Si am ajuns in cativa ani mafiot americannn.
Versuri Nicolae Guta
Video american

Scarface clique – Soufian songtexte

Songtexte Soufian – Scarface clique

Tony Sosa, Tony Sosa, Tony Sosa
Azzlack dreht ab, misch es, misch es, Pep wird Koka
CL in mattschwarz, voll Hase aus Amsterdam, Niederland’
Tankstellenrastplatz
Kilogramm tausend, akhi, Indica
Jacky Pur, 83′ Garage
Treffpunkt auf dem Weg, klär mal ‘nen Wagen
Flieg durch die Gossen mit Power
Legt sich die Spur für die Nasen, da baut er Jibbit, Jibbit
Scheiss drauf, wollte schon immer Geld zählen
Wollte viel, viel mehr als nur ‘ne Breitling
Solche packt sich der Teufel
Checkt er erst nach vier Jahren Wiesbaden
Träume platzen in dieser Stadt
Hochgepokert, die Hand verbrannt
Nicht jeder ist Gangster mit Scharfer an Zip, du brauchst Eier aus Stahl
Mainhatten Gangs, klasse, Versace und Rolex
Rapper tragen Primark, Kik, H&M wer ist Tony Sosa?(scarface clique )

Scarface Clique, Tony Sosa (manulu, manulu). (x4)

Tony Sosa, Tony Sosa, Tony Sosa
Azzlack dreht ab, aus’m Range Rover GT, dicker, gib Gas
Flex intus, auf locker drei Liter Jack und ‘ne Tüte mit fünfzig Gramm Gras in der Hand
Schnapp macht Azzlack, dicker
Schnapp macht Azzlack, dicker
Musik bringt Day-Dates und viel Kohle
Keine Sorgen, dir besorg’ ich morgen die Dosis
Akhi dreht ab auf Damenfahrrad
Drück’ weg wöchentlich
Hundert Gramm miese Nark, ja easy
Machen Flouz auf der Straße
Augenmaß, ohne Waage
Bring es an den Mann, Abiat, Koka.

Scarface Clique, Tony Sosa (manulu, manulu). (x4)

/Scarface Clique, Tony Sosa./ (x7)
Scarface Cliqueee.
Soufian songtexte
Video clique

So schon kaputt – SDP songtexte

Songtexte SDP – So schon kaputt

Wir sind vom Leben gezeichnet in den buntesten Farben
Und wir tragen sie mit Stolz, uns’re Wunden und Narben
Wir sind vom Leben gezeichnet mit Dreck und mit Schmutz
Doch es glänzt wie Perlmutt, wir sind so schon kaputt
So schon kaputt!

Wir sing’n diesselben Lieder, sind aus demselben Holz
All unsere Fehler, wir hab’n sie selbst gewollt
Wir teil’n die beste Zeit bis zum letzten Tag
Teil’n das letzte Glas, sind komplett im Arsch
Wir sind für immer jung, doch bleiben immer die Alten
Wir sind so krass drauf, nichts kann uns halten
Wir sind so schon kaputt, doch wir sind nicht allein
Wir sind nicht perfekt und wollten’s nie sein.

Wir sind vom Leben gezeichnet in den buntesten Farben
Und wir tragen sie mit Stolz, uns’re Wunden und Narben
Wir sind vom Leben gezeichnet mit Dreck und mit Schmutz
Doch es glänzt wie Perlmutt, wir sind so schon kaputt
So schon kaputt!

Die coolen Kids von damals, das war’n wir
Und das erste Mal blau war ich mit dir
Es ist so lange her und so viel passiert
Doch wir sind immer noch hier und wir sind immer noch wir
Ein Leben wie ein Gemälde – kaputt und verschmiert
Doch Erinnerungen bleiben wie eintätowiert
Wir haben Ecken und Kanten wie ein rollender Stein
Wir sind nicht perfekt und wollten’s nie sein.

Wir sind vom Leben gezeichnet in den buntesten Farben
Und wir tragen sie mit Stolz, uns’re Wunden und Narben
Wir sind vom Leben gezeichnet mit Dreck und mit Schmutz
Doch es glänzt wie Perlmutt, wir sind so schon kaputt
So schon kaputt!

So-o so-o-ooo
Wir sind so schon kapuuutt
So-o so-o-ooo
So schon kapuuutt.

Wir sind vom Leben gezeichnet in den buntesten Farben
Und wir tragen sie mit Stolz, uns’re Wunden und Narben
Wir sind vom Leben gezeichnet mit Dreck und mit Schmutz
Doch es glänzt wie Perlmutt, wir sind so schon kaputt
So schon kaputt!

So-o so-o-o
Wir sind so schon kapuuutt
So-o so-o-o
So schon kapuuutt
So-o so-o-o
Wir sind so schon kaputt
So-o so-o-o
So schon kaputtt.
SDP songtexte
Video kaputt

Proud of me now – A boogie wit da hoodie lyrics

Lyrics Lil Bibby – Proud of me now

Are you proud of me now?
Are you proud of me now?

Look down on me now
Talk down on me now
Oh, you my homie now?
Hold it down, hold it down
Don’t look out for me now
You a clown on me now
Are you proud of me now?
Are you proud of me now?

Look down on me now
Talk down on me now
Oh, you my homie now?
Hold it down, hold it down
Don’t look out for me now
You a clown on me now
Are you proud of me now?
Are you proud of me now?

I was just tryin’ to be honest
I was in debt now I’m Johnny
Pull up in matching Ferraris
Don’t act like you never saw me
I was just shopping at Barneys
Now they be sending me garments
Keepin’ that fly shit on me
New Chanel now when they call me
On the road rollin’ spliffs
Never fold, never switch
If you broke hit a lick
If he told he a bitch
I know hoe’s think I’m rich
They so nosy and shit
You can’t smoke with my clique
We smoke O’s in the whip
Have you ever drove a Wraith nigga?
Make you feel like you in space nigga
Do you wanna get paid nigga?
Know these streets ain’t safe nigga
So much money, got a bank with us
So much money, got a safe with us
We ain’t playin’, they afraid of us
Come thru and make it rain nigga
I came up of a tape, you got nothin’ on the table
I don’t know what you think, nigga I’m with High Bridge The Label
They want me to be on top being on cable
They just want me to be on the block, back where I came from.

Look down on me now
Talk down on me now
Oh, you my homie now?
Hold it down, hold it down
Don’t look out for me now
You a clown on me now
Are you proud of me now?
Are you proud of me now?

Look down on me now
Talk down on me now
Oh, you my homie now?
Hold it down, hold it down
Don’t look out for me now
You a clown on me now
Are you proud of me now?
Are you proud of me now?

See, I never changed up
Lookin’ hard, yeah I stayed up
Same niggas used to hate us
Tryin’ to kick it ’cause I came up
I guess it just come with the fame
Tryin’ to throw dirt on my name
I was just poppin’ them Xans
That’s how I dealt with the pain
I channeled the thoughts of my brain
I did it all for the gang
I went and brought me some chains
I just been stacking my change, told my lil’ brother don’t change
Just treat me the same
Never worry ’bout them niggas sneak dissing, ’cause hate never paid you
They weren’t with you shootin’ in the gym, but they round talkin’ ’bout they made you
Niggas don’t love you, they hate you
I went and flooded the Haysoos
We was just dodging the state’s troops
Now b*tches coming in 8 groups
Niggas clowns to me now
Tell ’em niggas talk down on me now
See me in the hood, you can’t get a dap or a pound from me now.

Look down on me now
Talk down on me now
Oh, you my homie now?
Hold it down, hold it down
Don’t look out for me now
You a clown on me now
Are you proud of me now?
Are you proud of me now?

Look down on me now
Talk down on me now
Oh, you my homie now?
Hold it down, hold it down
Don’t look out for me now
You a clown on me now
Are you proud of me now?
Are you proud of me nowww?
Lil Bibby lyrics
Video now

So mad – Famous Dex feat. Rich the Kid lyrics

Lyrics Famous Dex – So mad

Dexter, Dexter
Dexter, Dexter, Dexter
.. me that bro, I mean
No, f*ck it
Come here lil b*tch sis
Wait, lil boy why you so mad?
Lil boy, why do you hate?
I get that money, I’m straight
I been kinda good too
Like I don’t care about a hater
You can say whatever you wanna say
Ah-Dexter!

Ooooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
f*cking your b*tch, I just bought her a bag
Ooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money, I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
f*cking your b*tch, I just bought her a bag.

Ooh, why you so maaad?
f*cked your lil b*tch, I just bought her a bag
I ain’t even gotta brag
You can just tell by my bag
30 on me, yeah I’m glad
Run up on him, swear to god you a fag
I don’t even need a mask, I just run right to the cash
Fat b*tch, she suck me right when that jet land
I’m feeling good, I’m like Batman
And you now I got my gang man
You run up on me you a dead man
Ooh, why you so mad?
Lil boy, why you still hate?
I get that money I’m straight
f*ck your lil b*tch in her face
Wait, I bust in her face
Ooh ooh, why you so maaad?
Boy why you so maaad?
Ooh ooh, why you so maaad?
f*ck your lil b*tch, I bought her a bag.

Ooh, why you so maaad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
f*cking your b*tch, I just bought her a bag
Ooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money, I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
Ooh, why you so maaad?
f*cking your b*tch, I just bought her a bag.

Why you mad?
Bad b*tch, f*ck and bought her a bag
Young nigga had to get to the cash
Rich Forever, put that shit on the dash
I f*cked that b*tch in a new coupe
I might just make her my new boo
Wrestle her, flex her
I put that ho in a stretcher
Money on the table, got money on the floor
Sippin’ lean, pour a four in the jones
She suck me up, make her Uber home
Why you so mad I flex on these hoes?
Money machine, f*ck around, broke
Me and Jay Critch run up an O
Dexter, Rich Forever, whippin’ a bowl
White b*tch throw the dope in her nose
I had a b*tch named Sandy
Rollie gold like a Grammy
Might blind your b*tch, that’s a diamond wrist
Pull up in a Rari, no Camry.

Ooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
f*cking your b*tch, I just bought her a bag
Ooh, why you so mad?
Wait watch ’em just hate
I get that money, I’m straight
I’m running right to the cake
I just bought me a Wraith
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
Ooh, why you so mad?
f*cking your b*tch, I just bought her a baggg.
Famous Dex lyrics
Video mad

Pink Heart – Y.C.F Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh yeah
Yeah I ain’t checking for em
First up to the plate
Pitcher fast, I’m swinging on em
Got my girls up in the dug out, they ready for it
Jackie Robinson swag
42 stunting on em
Caught a Major League, MVP
You looking at a queen G
Chain on my neck
Chain on my neck
With the J’s up on my feet
Tell em to cash a check
I live in the bank and got a Condo for my money
I ain’t even grown but I’m spending like I’m 30
All the boys want to see me
All the girls want to be me
Killing the game, stunting like my name is Nicki Nicki
Yeah, I’m a hot topic, check my name is always trending
And I got an empire, ask my team, we always winning

[Hook]
This is for all the girls, all the girls
All the pretty independent young thangs
And every single time we step out, we on ten
We do it up, do it up, no filter
This is for all the girls, all the girls
All the self made beauties on fleek
Who always got their hair match face beat
Show the world that we all so killah
Young, classy, fresh, fresh
Young, classy, fresh, fresh
Young, classy, fresh, fresh
Young, classy, fresh, fresh
We shut it down whoa
Shut it down whoa
We shut it down, we always shut it down
We put it down whoa
We put it down whoa
We put it down, yeah we put it down

[Verse 2]
When I walk by, I’m breaking necks
I put a player on my leash and treat him like he is my pet
I don’t accept a cheater on no disrespect
Nor the amateur boys across town to the vet
I keep a couple baddies on my main top
We think we cover girl models when we walk in the spot
Like a paparazzi, all eyes on me
They go click, click, flash, I go straight to the top
We about that Y.C.F
Young classy Fresh
Yeah I’m a future Icon standing here in the flesh
Google my name, it will tell you I’m the king
It’s not a arrogant thing just know I reign supereme

[Hook]
This is for all the girls, all the girls
All the pretty independent young thangs
And every single time we step out, we on ten
We do it up, do it up, no filter
This is for all the girls, all the girls
All the self made beauties on fleek
Who always got their hair match face stay beat
Show the world that we all so killah
Young, classy, fresh, fresh
Young, classy, fresh, fresh
Young, classy, fresh, fresh
Young, classy, fresh, fresh
We shut it down whoa
Shut it down whoa
We shut it down, we always shut it down
We put it down whoa
We put it down whoa
We put it down, yeah we put it down

[Hook]
This is for all the girls, all the girls
All the pretty independent young thangs
And every single time we step out, we on ten
We do it up, do it up, no filter
This is for all the girls, all the girls
All the self made beauties on fleek
Who always got their hair match face stay beat
Show the world that we all so killah
Killah
Killah
Killah
Killah
Killah
Killah
Killah
Killah
Killah

Cassidy on Flex | Freestyle #034 Lyrics

Yo look
I ball but I ain’t got a locker
I just got a lot of work
A lot of perks got wild loud and a lot of choppas
I got a shotta on my call list
I seen akee eat some akee and the eyeballs out the saltfish
That boy sick
He will grip the jon and fire at your grill till it’s hot enough to make some jerk chicken on
Before the spliff is gone, I’m gon stop at the buzz spot
This J making me feel Jamaican
What the bloodclatt
I’m from a drug block where niggas let them slugs pop
Mean mug cops
Catch a case, get the judge shot
I love gwop, I use to hug blocks
Now I’m the plug Ack
Like the shit that make the water in the tub stop
Flex, we play robbers and robbers with never love cops
You rat, cats will shoot you in your face like a mug shot
Turn you to a ghost when them slugs shot
Oh the doc got to use stitches and bolts to make the blood stop
I’m married with children, I need hella money
That’s why my work is moving Kelly Bundy by the dub rock
Just got in some loud and I’ll make the bud pop
It got red hair like peggy
My eyes blood shot
I got a zip in the glove box
A streak piff that’s prettier than Vivica before she got the face lift
I cook street bricks
Took out of state trips
Hustled, did it on some muscle on some get in shape shit
I look great, push weight
But I ain’t never weight lift
I exercise rocking that heavy, watching that bracelet
My outta date shit is on some out of space shit
To find somebody doper, hope a nigga got a spaceship
Banana shape clip
Food for a 8 clip
You assed out like a Baboon if I go ape shit
My gorillas on some punch you in the face shit
Street fist, right now and they prolly beating down on somebody
When they found your body you was kinda drowsy
Cuz I got a man to knock your ass out even quicker than Ronda Rowsey
When swizz say it’s show time, I’m ready
Cuz I put in time already
2017 mine already, facts

Funkmaster Flex starts talking

Hold on, Funkmaster Flex
I’m cooking like a master chef
If fift or floyd give Cass a check?
I’ll beat a boy half to death
Grab his neck, punch him with the hand fast as heck
Until he bleed and he can’t breathe, tryna gasp for breathe
Off top, get shot or stabbed to death
The only favor that I’m giving out to haters is a fast to death
You gon need to pass the next
Your body is what the paster blessed
Bastard, now you in a casket dressed the way the paster dressed, ha
You a nut tryna float around
So when I see you dick heads it’s going down
Like after sex
I bought the Bentley before I cashed the check
Now I’m tryna decide if Imma buy the Bimmer, bendz or Aston next
Shut down the parking lot, before I drove it off the lot
I told em take off the top
That bitch half undressed
Gambling with your life, a nasty bet so play your cards right
Or you know the deal
I’ll cut you like half the deck
You better have a shuffle game or knuckle game
I’m only like a buck and change
But I don’t play no fucking games
We ain’t cut the same
Your hoe told me we don’t fuck the same
I got my dick sucked, came
Left a couple cover stains
ha

Funkmaster Flex starts talking

Yo
I told you I got my dick sucked, came
Left a couple cover stains
Every flow on the radio sound the fuck the same
Yup young such and such
Sound like lil what’s a name
But with us ain’t nothing changed
I’m about to level up
Got back with swizz, that nigga lit my whole bezzle up
Yo when it snow, tryna shovel suck
Cuz all I see is dead rappers every time I pick a shovel up
Dig me? I shine like the sun do
Son I been sonned you, plus I look younger than your son do
The all the war I was taught before by sun tzu
I hold bread and hang around old heads who guns knew

Funkmaster Flex starts talking

I don’t fight for it, you get left there just like a one two

Funkmaster Flex starts talking

Or I could tell e like this flex,
I signed my first deal in 2000 I was 17
Now it’s 2017, that was 17 years ago
You hear the flow
I put together schemes
Your life a movie, my life a movie
It just got better scenes
Sometimes the dirtiest people could seem very clean
The doc cheated on Coretta Scott we could better bean

10 Toes Down Challenge (AKover) Ash K Lyrics

[Verse]
I walked inside the room, she got the knife up to her wrist
She said don’t try and change my mind
She said I swear I’m finna slit it
I ain’t smart, I can’t sing, we can’t all be like you
I did’t go away to college and then graduate from school
And get a good job with my degree hanging on my wall so I can smile and show it off to the people in my office, that’s what you did
But life for me has been so different
You have no idea of all the shit I done witnessed
God hates me, why did he create me
My momma beat me every day I pray that he will save me
And come down to the earth, turn me into an angel
I said calm down and look at life from different angles
She said nahh I ain’t hearing you miss goody two shoes
Always tryna save me, like you always do but not this time ash, I can’t take it anymore
I think that I’ll be better off bleeding out onn the floor
And then I said, do you want to, do you want to be happy
Do you, do you want to be free
I said I know you, I know you want to be happy
I said I know you want to, I know you want to be free
Free from pain, free from scars
Free from heartache
Free from pain, free from tears
Free from heartbreak
I know you want to, I know you want to be happy
I know you want to, I know you want to be free

Black Coast – Feel Something feat. Remmi Lyrics

Chest bones fall and rising like a million times
a million mornings waking to you in this light
Ahhh
And everything lies asleep in these streets
But the sun is rising and it can redeem you and me

Don’t you want to feel something?
Oh I miss loving you
But I need to live my own truth
I wanna feel it all brand new
I found a little something from Miss Angelou

This path is difficult we travel on
Knowing when it’s time to move along
No we can’t stay in the same place
Where the light fades away
A little every day

Take the good and hold it near to you
And let go of all the burdens you
No w can’t stay in the same place
Yeh it’s brand new oh it’s gonna be ok

Desert air the hot despair of summer time
Dreams that kept you warm through all those winter nights
Ahhhh
And everything is moving
But the dust settles on
On you and me me
Lose control to this LA heat

Don’t you want to feel something?
Oh I miss loving you
But I need to live my own truth
I wanna feel it all brand new
I found a little something from Miss Angelou

This path is difficult we travel on
Knowing when It’s time to move along
No we can’t stay in the same place
Where the light fades away a little everyday
Take the good and hold it near to you
And let go of all the burdens you
No we can’t stay
In the same place
Yeah it’s brand new
But it’s gonna be ok

N.O.R.E. – Issues / Check Ya Posture Feat. Yung Reallie, City Boy Dee & Sanogram Lyrics

[Hook]
You see they hate to see us winning
So I know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues
You see they hate to see us winning
So I know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues
You see they hate to see us winning so I know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues
You see they hate to see us winning so I know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues

[Verse 1]
Ayo
I was feeling back litty
I feel like 98 again
Real gonna love it and the fake gonna hate again
Other niggas fronting acting like they making more than me
Million dollar meetings in jeans
I dress accordingly
Bogomil upgrade from hoggi
Original slime and hip hop, they all owe me
And uh
My city needed me, I read the hoodpedia
Killed it on the music and started killing the media
Spilla rilla fill, indica, sativia
Yeah that nigga sick like they run with leukaemia

[Hook]
You see they hate to see us winning
So I know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues
You see they hate to see us winning
So I know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues
You see they hate to see us winning so i know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues
You see they hate to see us winning so I know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues

[Verse 2]
Who you know illa than Reallie Riddle me that
All my real niggas know where I’m mentally at
Wake up drinking pain what’s the issue with that
Malibu in the hills is where I physically at
Checking in with the hood conversations is wack
I don’t think I’m too good, I’m just stating the facts
Four door or the coup, I’m debating with that
Flying in and out of town, people hating on that
Yeah they tell me Imma a star, I’m just tryna get these cars
Niggas telling me to rap, I’m just tryna move the [?]
Sweat pants and the Rollie, I don’t do Balenciaga
[?] start out the mouth, like I’m blowing out the cartridge

[Hook]
You see they hate to see us winning
So I know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues
You see they hate to see us winning
So I know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues
You see they hate to see us winning so i know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues
You see they hate to see us winning so I know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues

[Verse 3]
Aye yo they hate to see us winning so I heard we got some issues
No problem, they trip so Imma blow em like some issues
Riding with the OG 16 by the hip like a whole pea
Nigga violate?
Imma OD
Shooting forever like Ginobili
I don’t believe nothing mother fuckers got to show me
Tryna level up but the streets want the old me
Keep it to myself, I did 3 for my code [?]
That nigga told
Hit feens with the give and go
Grease on crisco
Gas on sitco
And I let my shit go
They know what it is hitting for
Heard what I get it for
Imagine what I’m sitting on

[Hook]
You see they hate to see us winning
So I know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues
You see they hate to see us winning
So I know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues
You see they hate to see us winning so i know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues
You see they hate to see us winning so I know they got some issues
Issues, issues, issues

[Verse 4]
[?] on that maggianos, I’m eating pasta
I’m use to eating noodles in the trenches like it’s Lobster
Playing with my cheese and we gon pull up like a mobster
When you getting money, you gon learn to change you posture
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
I only got time to convo if it is about the check
Money don’t grow on trees, how you figure nigga
Off that tree, I am still a six figure nigga
Shout out Reallie, shout out Dee, shout out Bizzle nigga
Shout out Nore and alli
How you living nigga
Don’t let that hammer on your waist have you feeling bigger
Where I’m from you know they really got to kill a nigga
credit card on my room handle incidentals
I’m balling out on purp, this ain’t no accidental
You pillow talk but act like you ain’t having issues
And always wonder why i’m never vibing with you
More money more problems, got alot of issues
I’m feeling like everybody artificial
[?] on that maggianos, I’m eating pasta
I’m use to eating noodles in the trenches like it’s Lobster
Playing with my cheese and we gon pull up like a mobster
When you getting money, you gon learn to change you posture
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
I only got time to convo if it is about the check

[Verse 5]
The plug out in cali niggas tryna get it
All this money on my mind I ain’t tryna kick it
All this weight in the room gonna be hard to lift it
silencer on the pound sound like it’s spitting
I never let these funny niggas front on me
If I really get it going, they gon run on me
A boogie got a bag, I got a gun on me
Been getting money, bought a bendz when I was 23
niggas can’t tell us about this flex shit
They be on this, we on to the next shit
Out in Cali
Sun shinning off my necklace
Speeding in the Bent, almost missed the exit
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
I only got time to convo if it is about the check
[?] on that maggianos, I’m eating pasta
I’m use to eating noodles in the trenches like it’s Lobster
Playing with my cheese and we gon pull up like a mobster
When you getting money, you gon learn to change you posture
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
Get money, flex
I only got time to convo if it is about the check

THE XX – Naive lyrics

That’s the wrong thing
That’s the wrong thing to
That’s the wrong thing to do
That’s the wrong thing
That’s the wrong thing to
That’s the wrong thing to do

I turned a blind eye
Let the borders get wavy
Nothing touches me lately
Shouldn’t I be having fun?
That’s the wrong thing to
That’s the wrong thing to do
It’s hard to define
When my memory’s hazy
Everyone’s trying to save me
Can’t they see I’m having fun?
That’s the wrong thing to
That’s the wrong thing to do

Something’s wrong, but I choose to be naive
Can’t tell no one what it means to me
Something’s wrong, but I choose to be naive
And the longer that I leave it, I can feel it taking over me

Shy away and hide out
When it’s calling me out
When it’s weighing me down
I’ll play it down
When all the trouble I’ve found
Comes back around
If it’s catching me now
That’s the wrong thing
I’ll play it down
That’s the wrong thing to
That’s the wrong thing to do

Something’s wrong, but I choose to be naive
Can’t tell no one what it means to me
Something’s wrong, but I choose to be naive
And the longer that I leave it, I can feel it taking over me
Something’s wrong, but I choose to be naive

Something’s wrong, but I choose to be naive

That’s the wrong thing

Either way, I play it down
Either way, I play it down
Either way, I play it down
I play it down

That’s the wrong thing
That’s the wrong thing
That’s the wrong thing
That’s the wrong thing

Either way, I play it down
Either way, I play it down
Either way, I play it down
I play it down [Oliver]
Either way, I play it down
Either way, I play it down
Either way, I play it down
I play it down
Can’t they see

That’s the wrong thing
That’s the wrong thing

LUPE FIASCO – Jump lyrics

Gold medals, them my role models
Rollin’ old models, lowered old schools
Flowin’ cold and goin’ gold follows
Flower bearin’, call it petals to the floor
Power sharin’, call it devils to the door
Power, power, ’til ain’t no devils anymore
Flower, flowers, they be droppin’ at the feet of my sun
Move a thousand miles per hour down the street of my slum
And who do I meet, to the beat of my drum
It was little Susie Uzi, she sold crack and was a killer
All bitch dope tip, wasn’t trappin’ with no niggas
Had a long money, minor do that action for them figures
Her influence fully automatic, crackin’ off the Richter, yeah
Walked up to my ride, asked me could she get inside
She pointed at her pistol so I properly replied
Told me, out here in the streets, she ain’t have no competition
And with me up on them beats, then we shared the same description
With a blunt between her lips, she said, “Now here’s my proposition:
You just write a bunch of raps for me and I’ma go and spit ’em
Then we take ’em to the radio, the DJ better spin ’em
Then we take ’em to the record store and sell a couple million”

I already got the money, already got the bitches
I see these other niggas, I’ma do it how they did it
From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapper
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen

Tell me call up Soundtrakk, have him send a couple beats
Not that “Superstar” shit, she wanted somethin’ for the streets
Said it might take ’bout a month, she said it better take a week
Gave my arm a little punch and then she pointed at her heat
Said, “I saw that thing the first time, you don’t gotta do it twice
But I need a lil’ more info on exactly what I write
Some details ’bout a female, ’bout your life and what you like”
She said, “My life is like a bitch, and I’m just like my life”
Then pow-pow-pow-pow-pow, yeah them niggas started bussin’
Like that boycott was over and that we had overcome it
She said, “Nigga hit the gas,” went from zero to a hunnid
Now we runnin’ from some killers, I was so sick to my stomach
She was hangin’ out the window with that thumper she was dumpin’
Had a look upon her face that made me think that she was cummin’
We was swervin’, jumped the curb
And ditched the whip and started runnin’
Tried to jump over a wall, but it was a little tall
So we ducked behind a bush and that’s how we got overlooked
I was shook and breathin’ hard
And she was sittin’ there smokin’ kush
Then we both started to glow, we looked around like “What is this?”
And then we looked up and a light came down
And pulled us to a ship, like, “What the fuck?”

I already got the money, already got the bitches
I see these other niggas, I’ma do it how they did it
From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapper
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen

Well now this the shit I’m talkin’ ’bout, the shit that I’ve been on
Yeah lightyears outer space, but still a bitch feel right at home
Now where the bitches?
Get them intergalactic asses to clappin’
Break down some of that candy and roll it up in a wrapper for a rapper
Now I could never go back to trappin’
And who needs Atlanta when you’re on Saturn gettin’ a lapdance
With a lit match in your left hand, and your right hand is a gas can
And at any given moment, I could burn this shit up
Why you standin’ there just lookin’, nigga? Turn that shit up
Hop in some of this alien pussy, let me know how it work
I’m just sayin’, I’m gon’ be there and I ain’t in no rush
Nah, nigga, nah nigga
I ain’t in no rush

Ayy I thought you couldn’t rap, when’d you learn how to do that?
Then what you need me for if you already know how to flow?
Ayy fuck that, we gotta go, wouldn’t even be in this ho
If you told me from the jump we wouldn’t be on this UFO
But I think that I can fly us, stole a key so I can try it
Never thought that I would ever be a flyin’ saucer pilot
But first thing’s gon’ be first, when we get back to that earth
I’ma go back to them raps and you can go back to that work, nigga

I already got the money, already got the bitches
I see these other niggas, I’ma do it how they did it
Nigga we’re goin’ home, home!
From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapper
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen
You can kill me, I don’t care—No!

Ayy look, the basic thing is, you can do whatever you wanna do. Like I ain’t ’bout to pass up on all this shit, you see this? Like we time jumpin’ and shit. You wanna go back and do what, just rap? You can rap up here!
Yeah nigga, just rap. No you can’t, nigga, this is space. You can’t, fuck that, we goin’ home. DROGAS!

THE XX – Seasons Run lyrics

Here comes the rain again
It always has an effect on me
Don’t know how the seasons run
I always feel like I’m in between

Do I stay inside ’til I see the sun?
Once again, let the seasons run
Or do I step outside?

I’m somewhere in between
Lightning and the distant crash of thunder
Knowing that it’s the coming
Doesn’t make me any braver

My fears, my doubts
They’re slowly creeping out
And they’re intensified
The first drop hits my windowpane
And the emotions start flooding in

I recognize it in the air
The fading light it my precursor
But how do I prepare?
I slowly fade as the sky worsens

Here comes the rain again
It always has an effect on me
Don’t know how the seasons run
I always feel like I’m in between

Do I stay inside ’til I see the sun?
Once again, let the seasons run
Or do I step outside?

TIESTO – On My Way lyrics

I ain’t no millionaire, but I’m on my way
Can’t find love, but hell, I’m on the way
When the world gets heavy, you might hear me say
I’m on my way, on my way, way
On my way, on way, way

There’s a little devil in us all
Swear everybody in this town just wants to see you fall
Baby, it’s no fun, so know it’s just a game, yeah
Oh, keep running outta love
And I don’t go giving up
When I’m running outta love, love
No, let’s say I’ve had enough
And I don’t go giving up
I said it all before

I ain’t no millionaire, but I’m on my way
Can’t find love, but hell, I’m on the way
When the world gets heavy, you might hear me say
I’m on my way, on my way, way
I ain’t no millionaire, but I’m on my way
Can’t find love, but hell, I’m on the way
When the world gets heavy, you might hear me say
I’m on my way, on my way, way
I ain’t no millionaire, but I’m on my way
Can’t find love, but hell, I’m on the way
When the world gets heavy, you might hear me say
I’m on my way, on my way, way
On my way, on way, way
I ain’t no millionaire, but I’m on my way
Can’t find love, but hell, I’m on the way
When the world gets heavy, you might hear me say
I’m on my way, on my way, way
I ain’t no millionaire, but I’m on my way
Can’t find love, but hell, I’m on the way
When the world gets heavy, you might hear me say
I’m on my way, on my way, way

PnB Rock – Range Rover Lyrics

[Hook]
Pulled up to the scene in that new Range Rover
I was landing first class, you still on that layover
I just fucked your bitch, she keep tryna stay over
Off weed, off lean, I don’t ever stay sober
All in my whip, [?]
Smoking weed my the zip, whole squad yeah we lit
Pulled up to the scene in that new Range Rover
Off weed, off lean, I don’t ever stay sober

[Verse 1]
All these hooks, all these bottles
All these jugs, all these models
We get to that money nigga can’t nothing stop us
You can do what you want nigga when you know you poppin’
Diamonds they dancing all up over chain
These bitches they see me, they going insane
I take his bitch, I know that he sick
And he can’t do shit cause I know your lane
I’mma skkrt off in the Range
I just got offered some brain
I’m getting all of this change
My new bitch: she came from Spain

[Pre-Hook]
Flexin’, I be flexin’ and finessin’
They hating, niggas hating, I got them stressed
I’m ballin’, I’ve been ballin’ for a while now
I came up super fast and they wonder how now

[Hook]
Pulled up to the scene in that new Range Rover
I was landing first class, you still on that layover
I just fucked your bitch, she keep tryna stay over
Off weed, off lean, I don’t ever stay sober
All in my whip, [?]
Smoking weed my the zip, whole squad yeah we lit
Pulled up to the scene in that new Range Rover
Off weed, off lean, I don’t ever stay sober

[Verse 2]
I ain’t ever sober, super late, yeah that’s my lifestyle
Fucked a bitch last night, she tryna be my wife now
Niggas hating, try to rob, they see all my ice now
Hitters will be right now, they ain’t taking life now
I was broke, now I’m rich, I could buy a new whip
Now I could fuck any bitch, taking hoes on trips
I’m throwing it up how I wanna
I move to LA for the summer
I smoke on the bus, marijuana
I feel like the number one stunter

[Pre-Hook]
Flexin’, I be flexin’ and finessin’
They hating, niggas hating, I got them stressed
I’m ballin’, I’ve been ballin’ for a while now
I came up super fast and they wonder how now

[Hook]
Pulled up to the scene in that new Range Rover
I was landing first class, you still on that layover
I just fucked your bitch, she keep tryna stay over
Off weed, off lean, I don’t ever stay sober
All in my whip, [?]
Smoking weed my the zip, whole squad yeah we lit
Pulled up to the scene in that new Range Rover
Off weed, off lean, I don’t ever stay sober