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Kranium – We Can (feat. Tory Lanez)

[Intro: Kranium]
Hmm, hmm, hmmm
Yow girl child, girl child

[Verse 1: Kranium]
Gyal you tek man fi fool
Tek man fi eediat
Stop, chat, jump inna my car
Make me slap dat, you snap back
We a do we ting cause you know seh me no love chat
Breast dem well firm, plus you ass well fat gosh
You damn hot, round like a race track
Waist line small, me a wonder weh you get dat
Me no have no time fi a waste gyal
Come over me place
Let me tell you dis straight
[Hook: Kranium]
We can fuck if you feel like you want to
And we can do the tings weh you feel you need to
And we can run di place like you need fi dweet to
Cause me swear pon me life me girl seh me nah go leave you
Hmmm, hmmm, then again…

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Top down and I’m on the way now
We sippin Henny for the whole day now
She know wah me want to do
A little bit a me on you
And you know that I been rolling round
I go the round like Tyson
Know seh we deh pon a one night ting
No husband and wife ting

[Hook: Kranium]
We can fuck if you feel like you want to
And we can do the things weh you feel you need to
And we can run the place like you need fi dweet to
Cause me swear pon me life me girl seh me nah go leave you hmmm, hmmm, then again…

[Bridge: Kranium]
Hey
No more late night texting
Time for the sexing
Oh yea
I’ve been seeing your body naked
And I ain’t touch you yet to get you wet

[Repeat Verse 1: Kranium]
Gal you take man for fool
Take man for idiot
Stop, chat, jump inna the car
Make me slap that you snap back
We a do we thing cause you know seh me a no love chat
Breast them well firm plus you ass well fat gosh
You damn hot round like a race track
Waist line small, me a wonder where you get that
Me no have no time fi a waste gal
Come over me place let me tell you this straight

[Outro: Kranium]
Let me tell you this straight, oh yeah
Let me tell you this straight
Let me tell you this straight, oh baby
Let me tell you this straight
I’ve been waiting patiently
For your body
Calling your name
I been calling, calling your name, oh
Kranium

Justin Moore – Somebody Else Will

Been sittin’ here tippin’ back Crown straight
Workin’ up the nerve and the words to say
To turn those eyes and that smile my way
No time to waste
‘Cause you showed up and all eyes on you
Shinin’ like a diamond in a neon room
Every guy here wants to make a move
I better make a move

Somebody else will if I don’t
Walk up and ask you your name right now
Offer to buy you a drink
Sit down and tell you your looks could kill
Somebody else will if I don’t
Take a chance on your lips
Lean in slowly stealin’ your kiss like this
Makin’ your world stand still
Somebody else will
Somebody else will

Maybe you’re a little bit west coast
Maybe you’re a little bit down home
Either way girl I just gotta know
I just gotta know

‘Cause somebody else will if I don’t
Walk up and ask you your name right now
Offer to buy you a drink
Sit down and tell you your looks could kill
Somebody else will if I don’t
Take a chance on your lips
Lean in slowly stealin’ your kiss like this
Makin’ your world stand still
Somebody else is gonna hold you
Somebody gonna get to know you
If I don’t get there and sweep you off your feet
Girl somebody else will
Ohh somebody else will

Somebody else will if I don’t
Walk up and ask you your name right now
Offer to buy you a drink
Sit down and tell you your looks could kill
Somebody else will if I don’t
Take a chance on your lips
Lean in slowly stealin’ your kiss like this
Makin’ your world stand still
Somebody else will baby
Ohh somebody else will
Yeah somebody else will
Somebody else will

Calum Scott – Rhythm Inside

So many eyes, I can’t see
I’m static, and I can’t move my feet
From the moment, that you stood next to me
Feeling manic, I forgot how to speak

And there’s a rhythm inside
That I can’t slow down
In this moment in time
No, I won’t stop now
Give up, my hand’s up for love

And there’s a rhythm inside
That I can’t slow down
In this moment in time
No, I won’t stop now
Give up, my hands up for love

It feels like I can be the one for your love
Come, show me what you’re feeling
It feels like I can be the one for your love
Come, show me how you’re feeling
Come, show me
Come, show me what you’re feeling
Come, show me how you’re feeling (Show me what you’re feeling)

Time, only knows how to heal
Feels like magic, I don’t know if this is real
When the lights go out, and my feet don’t even wanna touch the ground
I feel the panic, of my world turned upside down

There’s a rhythm inside
That I can’t slow down
In this moment in time
No, I won’t stop now
Give up, my hand’s up for love

And there’s a rhythm inside
That I can’t slow down
In this moment in time
No, I won’t stop now
Give up, my hand’s up for love

It feels like I can be the one for your love
Come, show me what you’re feeling
It feels like I can be the one for your love
Come, show me how you’re feeling
Come, show me
Come, show me what you’re feeling
Come, show me how you’re feeling (Show me what you’re feeling)

Boogie – Sunroof (feat. Dana Williams)

[Intro: Boogie]
Woah, uh, you like my back wood when I got up, yeah yeah
Like a kickback throw that shit crack it ain’t shot up, yeah yeah
You like tacos on a drunk night
You a club night without a dumb fight
You like Roscoe’s on a next day
Skipping all the traffic know the best way
That’s why I..

[Chorus: Boogie + Dana Williams]
Love you like the Westside fingers out the sunroof
Won’t you let your wings loose, look at all your stress fly
Can’t take what’s inside me, even when I’m far away
Love you like the Westside fingers out the sunroof
Won’t you let your wings loose, look at all your stress fly
Can’t take what’s inside me, even when I’m far away
Love you like the Westside

[Verse 1: Boogie + Dana Williams]
Went from no piece now I know peace, yeah yeah
You a good day, you like a hood day with no police, yeah yeah
Now I’m breaking down all the hate, yeah
Leave the smoke clouds full of pain, yeah
Like let it fall and tell Tony Tony Tony that it’s cool if it rain here
Like oh just look at the benefits (look at the benefits)
Uh, despite knowing night your whole life
Know it’s future is bright as the city we living in
Bright like the city we living in
I got your attention now it’s my intention to take all that tension and shit not to mention..

[Chorus: Boogie + Dana Williams]
Love you like the Westside fingers out the sunroof
Won’t you let your wings loose, look at how your stress fly
Can’t take what’s inside me, even when I’m far away
Love you like the Westside fingers out the sunroof
Won’t you let your wings loose, look at how your stress fly
Can’t take what’s inside me, even when I’m far away

[Verse 2: Boogie]
Gotta shoot for your time and I know that you’re used to the vibes
The depth of your stress and the birth of your next oh my God what a beautiful crisis
You know that these girls in LA probably messy as shit so it’s cool that you’re private
You the sight that I see at my side and its crazy you turn round and still give me guidance
That shit so inspiring and I was gon’ say..

[Bridge: Boogie + Dana Williams]
You should give me a tour
I feel so safe in the midst of your war
Claim you and praise you know the city is yours
Ride on your wave, no I’m really sure, I’m really sure..

[Refrain]
Love you like the Westside, fingers out the sunroof
Won’t you let your wings loose, look at how your stress fly
Can’t take what’s inside of me, even when I’m far away

[Chorus: Boogie + Dana Williams]
Love you like the Westside, fingers out the sunroof
Won’t you let your wings loose, look at how your stress fly
Can’t take what’s inside me, even when I’m far away
Love you like the Westside..

[Outro: Dana Williams]
I love you like the Westside
I turned off my cell phone we can stay at home
I turned off my cell phone

Arcade Fire – I Give You Power (feat. Mavis Staples)

[Chorus: Win Butler]
I give you power, over me
I give you power, but now I gotta be free
I give you power, but now I say
I give you power, I can take it away
I can take it away
Woo!

[Chorus: Win Butler + Mavis Staples]
I give you power
I give you power
Over me
Over me
I give you power
I give you power
But now I gotta be free
But I gotta be free
I give you power
I give you power
But now I say
But now I say
I give you power
I give you power
I can take it away
I can take it away
I can take it away

[Verse 1: Win Butler + Mavis Staples]
Watch me
Take it away
Watch me
I can take it away
Watch me
Take it away
Watch the night

[Chorus: Win Butler + Mavis Staples]
I give you power
I give you power
Over me
Over me
I give you power
I give you power
But now I gotta be free
But I gotta be free
I give you power
I give you power
But now I say
But now I say
I give you power
I give you power
I can take it away
I can take it away
I can take it away

[Verse 2: Mavis Staples]
I give you power, over me
I give you power, but I gotta be free (gotta be free)
I give you power, now I say
I can’t watch you take it away
Woo!

[Chorus: Win Butler + Mavis Staples]
I give you power
I give you power
Over me
Over me
I give you power
I give you power
But now I gotta be free
I gotta be free
I give you power
I give you power
But now I say
But now I say
I give you power
I give you power
I can take it away
I can take it away
I can take it away

[Bridge: Mavis Staples]
Well, oooooh, oooh
Oooooh, oooh

[Verse 3: Win Butler + Mavis Staples]
I give you power (power)
Where do you think it all comes from? Huh?
Who gives you power? (Power)
Where do you think it all comes from?
I give you power

[Outro: Mavis Staples + Win Butler]
I can take it all away
I can take it away
Watch me
Take it away
Watch me
Take it away
Watch me now
Take it away
Watch me

Wale – Running Back (feat. Lil Wayne)

[Hook: Wale]
Bitches want money stacks, I just want my percent
She told me to hit the hole, I used to play running back
You niggas be fumbling, don’t you give ’em no gun again
These bitches be flying out, yeah, ’cause money be coming in
Said the money be coming in, the money be coming in
The money be coming in, the money be coming in
See you niggas just run your mouth, yeah
My niggas, we run this shit
The money be coming in, the money be coming in

[Verse 1: Wale]
Look, my bitch is on Tumblr, your bitch need a tummy tuck
Since Jesus and Nazareth, the realest you’ve come across
I be with killers just coming home
They only hope is me and the Quran
They only wish is for a new chain
But they stuck up in the ankle bracelet
I get the money stacked, see the moon’s where it’s sunny at
And I move where the realest be
And the quickest, see baby, you gettin’ lapped
Yeah, the DMV on the map
That’s a city, two states if you can count
I’m as real as I say, I never lie
So whenever I go, know I’m runnin’ back

[Hook: Wale]
Bitches want money stacks, I just want my percent
She told me to hit the hole, I used to play running back
You niggas be fumbling, don’t you give ’em no gun again
These bitches be flying out, yeah, ’cause money be coming in
Said the money be coming in, the money be coming in
The money be coming in, the money be coming in
See you niggas just run your mouth, yeah
My niggas, we run this shit
The money be coming in, the money be coming in

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
These bitches want money stacks
Me? I want a hundred stacks
These bitches selling their soul
Well, I want my money back
She bounce it like jumping jacks, but she got a funny ass
Look what them booty shots done to that
That bitch need her money back, Lord
She like the finer things, she said I sent her a diamond ring
She say I buy her all kinds of things
She lie about everything
I put her on time out and everything
I cut the bitch off like a thread of string
These hoes’ll say about anything
‘Cause they know that y’all believe everything
That’s why I get high about everything
All of this fog like the weather change
Turn the strip club to a hurricane
We got that cocaine, snow flurry gang
And we do not play games ’bout money, mane
She do something strange for money, mane
Yeah, I used to play running back
I turnt that football to a money bag, I’m gone

[Hook: Wale]
Bitches want money stacks, I just want my percent
She told me to hit the hole, I used to play running back
You niggas be fumbling, don’t you give ’em no gun again
These bitches be flying out, yeah, ’cause money be coming in
Said the money be coming in, the money be coming in
The money be coming in, the money be coming in
See you niggas just run your mouth, yeah
My niggas, we run this shit
The money be coming in, the money be coming in

[Outro: Lil Wayne & (Wale)]
We balling, we balling
Balling (balling), hey darling (hey darling)
Sweet darling (hey darling), you know we ballin’
We balling, Wale, fuck with me
Mula baby!
Yeah, Blue Moon, yeah
We gon’ ball all season, whole season and post-season
For no reason, fuck with me

Tinie Tempah – Text From Your Ex (feat. Tinashe)

[Hook: Tinashe]
I got a text from your ex, boy
She said to look through your texts, boy
I’m not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling to
And now I’m looking for my next boy
See, I got a text from your ex-girl
And she was telling me where you were, last night
I was chilling on my own, thinking you’re alone
You were having sex with your ex-girl
I got a

[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah & Tinashe]
Yeah, one text from my ex
You know I always flex on my ex
You know I got a rep to protect
You know I never let it get to my head (I got a)
No, never gettin’ vexed when you’re wet
My DJ bring his decks on the jet
Came out when you put me on the sofa
I know you wanna get my respect (I got a)
I don’t know why you moved to mess
Point you tryna prove again?
Ah, there you go, gettin’ lose again, but ya
Try win, but you lose again, and ya (I got a)
Hanging ’round those bougie ants
Got girls, but you’re usin’ them
But you’re gettin’ high, gotta lose the chance
Gotta love you long time, but you was a ten

[Hook: Tinashe]
I got a text from your ex, boy
She said to look through your texts, boy
I’m not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling to
And now I’m looking for my next boy
See, I got a text from your ex-girl
And she was telling me where you were, last night
I was chilling on my own, thinking you’re alone
You were having sex with your ex-girl
I got a

[Verse 2: Tinie Tempah & Tinashe]
Life ain’t is what seems to be
Tryna work it out what it means to me
Nowadays everybody want a piece of me
Notorious, south, west and east, yo (I got a)
That’s why I look to seas and the seeker reef
Used to check the Tinie man for the DVD
He and I reminisce sometimes
Peace in east, LA gettin’ lean with Dee (I got a)
I don’t why you moved to mess
Who you are, from who’s your friends, I’ve got
Space for you, and two in the Benz
Ain’t no night stand, if you do it again (I got a)
But now me in amnesia
Brandy or Moësha
After referendums
Yeah, I’ve still got that visa

[Bridge: Tinashe & Tinie Tempah]
I can’t believe you’ve done this
I told you I take no shit
And you were supposed to love me
Then I got a text from your ex
All summer night, reachin’ for nine
On stand by, three sixty five
You get high and you testify
Who’s that girl? You let me lie
All summer night, reachin’ for nine
On stand by, all at a time
You get high, and you testify

[Hook: Tinashe]
I got a text from your ex, boy
She said to look through your texts, boy
I’m not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling to
And now I’m looking for my next boy
See, I got a text from your ex-girl
And she was telling me where you were, last night
I was chilling on my own, thinking you’re alone
You were having sex with your ex-girl
I got a

[Outro: Tinie Tempah]
All summer night, reaching for nine
All summer night, reaching for nine

Tinie Tempah – Chasing Flies (feat. Nea)

[Intro: Man & Nea]
I make hits, not the public. I tell the DJ what to play. Understand?
We is the original of our time
We is the original of our time
I make hits, not the public. I tell the DJ what to play. Understand?

[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
Ba ba black sheep, rock star, rap G
Make enough dough to own a black car, that’s speed
I been gettin’ blow, fuckin’ friendly with the banks, man
And I don’t mean Phil Carter, Hillary or Astley
Packs see me up in the vicinity and flash me
I’m the definition of definitive and catchy
The only thing that’s bigger, quicker, slicker
More black and more upper London is a taxi
Bitch, I’m so sick I need a motherfuckin’ vacine
Pinky ring shine like so motherfuckin’ vastly
Center of attention like a bank anthem, lost ’em
HDB, reachin’ for a flat screen
The only other time I see you niggas on kisses
Is like 2AM or when you go to fuck her up
Look, 60 m4, baby, need to buckle up
All my wheelers so zoo, all my wheelers go nuts, yeah

[Hook: Tinie Tempah & Nea]
Don’t say that I didn’t ever warn ya
Swear down, I told ya
We is the original of our time
Don’t cross the line
Don’t make me have to show ya
Don’t say that I didn’t ever warn ya
Stop lyin’, I saw ya
We is the original of our time
Don’t cross the line
Don’t make me have to show ya

[Verse 2: Tinie Tempah]
So raw and uncut, no fuckin’ edit
So won’t even get her hype, she made no fuckin’ effort
And all you silly singers and you ringtone rappers
Like school dinner currys, don’t fuckin’ get it
My car is unleaded, yard ripper terrace
She call me chauvinistic, bet she can’t even spell it
I don’t wanna hear another nigga say you fly
If you ain’t never been on business class on the Emirates
I’m a racket, I’m tennis, I’m Dennis, I’m a menace
Call me Robert Pattinson, I got a lot of niggas jealous
Out my mental, minted like [?]
That’s tic tic tic tic, boom to you fellas
Some boy, nigga, Martin Margiela
Ain’t littin’ if her name ain’t Remy or Stella
Got a big back of tricks, Mary Poppins umbrella
‘Cause ’bout to rain on them like London weather, yeah

[Hook: Tinie Tempah & Nea]
Don’t say that I didn’t ever warn ya
Swear down, I told ya
We is the original of our time
Don’t cross the line
Don’t make me have to show ya
Don’t say that I didn’t ever warn ya
Stop lyin’, I saw ya
We is the original of our time
Don’t cross the line
Don’t make me have to show ya

[Outro: Tinie Tempah]
Tinie Tempah, Chase & Status

[Intro: Man & Nea]
We is the original of our time
We is the original of our time
I make hits, not the public. I tell the DJ what to play. Understand?

Big Sean – Halfway Off The Balcony

[Intro]
I am ready right now
Uh huh
I look up, I don’t even…
I think it’s funny how it go down
I don’t even know no more
Official shit

[Hook]
I’m hangin’ halfway off the balcony
Overthinkin’ ’cause my job is way more than a salary
Everything around me gold like I just practiced alchemy
I realized when it comes to girls
That chemistry means way more than anatomy
She mad at me, she been mad at me

[Verse 1]
I’m the livin’ proof that you don’t need a master’s just to be a masterpiece
People passin’ faster than I’m passin’ weed
My daddy tell me, "Stay strong, son and be the man you have to be
Holdin’ ship down, don’t crash at sea"
Brrrr Paper on my phone line
It’s on my phone like fax for me, that’s facts to me
But I don’t want it if it can’t change shit drastically, dramatically
‘Cause actually, I realized time’s the most valuable, actually
So I’ma call my favorite girl and she gon’ bring that ass for me
And as for me, I’ma text the room number right now
So you ain’t gotta hit the front desk and go ask for me
Don’t ask for me, don’t ask for me
Don’t ask for me
Lot of shit been goin’ on, things goin’ wrong
So don’t ask for me

[Hook]
I’m hangin’ halfway off the balcony
Overthinkin’ ’cause my job is way more than a salary
Everything around me gold like I just practiced alchemy
I realized when it comes to girls
That chemistry means way more than anatomy
She mad at me, she been mad at me

[Verse 2]
She been mad, I’ve been on the go, on a roll
On a roll more than a roller coaster
They can’t throw me off track or slow
If I did, I got a long list of hoes on hoes
I quote unquote say I told you so
Heaven on earth, every night is paradise
I pray I didn’t die or overdose, never that
I kept it a hundred, never change, not even for five 20s
Still smokin’ that 520 like it’s 420
On a quest for more money, more hungry
Just got my fortune read, she said it’s more comin’
Yeah I got the force but never force nothin’
Do it for the love, I’m Forrest Gumpin’
In my city I’m Warren Buffett, I mean business, the shirt is tucked in
The gun’s tucked in, fuck it, I’m who not to fuck with
Who the bad bitches gon’ fuck with and lames just don’t fuck with
My stock’s risin’, I’m goin’ public
If I write it, it’s gon’ publish
You’re fuckin’ with the best, no discussion

[Interlude]
So disgusting
It’s that 3 and a third shit
Straight up

[Hook]
I’m hangin’ halfway off the balcony
Overthinkin’ ’cause my job is way more than a salary
Everything around me gold like I just practiced alchemy
I realized when it comes to girls
That chemistry means way more than anatomy
She mad at me, she been mad at me
She been mad

[Outro]
Man 1: Yo, yo your mom callin’ you
Man 2: Um, I’ma call her back
Man 1: You sure dawg? She keep callin’
Man 2: Yeah for sure, for sure, bruh, I’ma call her back

AAA – Yell

あと少しで届かない時
進むことを諦めそうな時
いつも君の声が聴こえた
ずっとそばにいるような気がした

無数にある夢の欠片
覚悟決めて僕が選んだ道
行くとこまで行くしかないだろう
限界すらまだ見ていないから

諦めない強さで君に勇気を送れるかな

夢の咲く場所はここにある
後悔はない 胸が踊ってるから
確信の旗をなびかせて
運命に何度でも飛び込もう
固唾(かたず)を飲んでる世界中が
朝焼けを待ちながら
高く突き上げたこの拳が信じた僕の誇り

自分のこと乗り越えた時
見上げていた星がつかめた時
涙声の君が聴こえた
この気持ちは繋がり合えたよね

答えのない手さぐりの中
何度となくうつむいたこともある
だけどずっと誰かのエールが
心の火を灯してくれていた

大切な誰かのこと 照らせる明かりになれるかな

笑顔射す空はここにある
雨の後にかかる虹を見よう
越えた壁から見る景色は
何より幸せ溢れる
塗り替えられるさ世界中を
小さな自分だけど

一歩進む度に震える心臓
アクセル踏み出発進行
怖さも乗り越えたら
きっと道の先で待つ君に届く
I don’t fear いつだって僕は正気さ
自分に誓うフロンティア
支えるのは燃える闘志だ

大地に根を張り少し辛抱
悔しさは成功へのヒント
チャンスだほら空に手伸ばそう
太陽目掛けて今芽を出そう

Follow me Follow me
ゴールは遠い
勝利に続く道はどっち?
大丈夫 戦う君の元に
いつか燦然と輝くトロフィー

夢の咲く場所はここにある
後悔はない 胸が踊ってるから
確信の旗をなびかせて
運命に何度でも飛び込もう
固唾(かたず)を飲んでる世界中が
朝焼けを待ちながら
高く突き上げたこの拳が信じた僕の誇り

Eminem – I Need A Doctor

[Chorus]
Im about to lose my mind
You’ve been gone for so long
I’m running out of time
I need a doctor
Call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
To bring me back to life

[Eminem]
I told the World one day I would pay it back
Say it on tape, and lay it, record it
So that one day I could play it back
But I don’t even know if I would leave it when I’m saying that
Ya’ll start to creep in, everyday its so grey and black
Hope I just need a ray of that
Cause no one see’s my vision when I play it for em
They just say its wack
Thye don’t know what dope is
And I don’t know if I was awake or asleep
When I wrote this,
All I know is you came to me when I was at my lowest
You picked me up, breeding life in me
I owe my life to you
Before the life of me, I dont see why you dont see like I do
But it just dawned on me you lost a son
See this light in you, it’s dark. let me turn on the lights and brigthen me and lighten you
I dont think you realise what you mean to me
Not the slightest clue
Cause me and you were like a crew
I was like your sidekick
You gon either wanna fight me when I get off this f-cking mic
Or you gon hug me
But I’m not an option, theres nothing else I can do cause…

[Chorus]
Im about to lose my mind
You’ve been gone for so long
I’m running out of time
I need a doctor
Call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
To bring me back to life

[Eminem]
It hurts when I see you struggle
You come to me with ideas
You say there pieces so I’m puzzled
Cause the shit I hear is crazy
But your either getting lazy or you don’t believe in you no more
Seems like your own opinions, not one you can form
Cant make a decision keep questioning yourself
Second guessing and its almost like your begging for my help
Like I’m your leader
Your susposed to be my f-cking mentor
I can endure no more,
I demand you remember who you are
It was YOU, who believed in me

When everyone was telling you dont sign me
Everyone at the f-cking label, lets tell the truth
You risked your career for me
I know it as well as you
Nobody wanted to f-ck with the white boy
Thats why I’m crying in this booth
You saved my life, now maybe its my time to save yours
But I can never repay you what you did for me is way more
But I aint giving up faith and you aint giving up on me
Get up Dre, I’m dying I need you, for f-cks sake

[Chorus]
Im about to lose my mind
You’ve been gone for so long
I’m running out of time
I need a doctor
Call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
To bring me back to life
Bring me back to life
Bring me back to life

(I need a doctor, doctor
To bring me back to life)

[Dr Dre]
It literally feels like a lifetime ago
But I still remember the shit like it was yesterday though
You walked in, yellow jump suit
Whole room, cracked jokes
Once you got inside the booth, told you, like smoke
Went through friends, some of them I put on
But they just left, they said was riding to a death
But where the f-ck are they now
Now that I need them I dont see none of them
All I see is Slim
F-ck all you fair-weather friends
All I need is him
F-cking backstabbers
When the chips were down you just laughed at us
Now you bout to feel the wrath of aftermath, faggots
You gon see us in our lab jackets and ask us where the f-ck we been?
You can kiss my indecisive ass crack maggots and the crackers ass
Little crack a jack beat making wack math,
Backwards producers, Im back bastards
One more CD and then I’m packing up my bags and as I’m leaving again
I’ll guarantee they scream Dre don’t leave us like that man cause…

[Chorus]
Im about to lose my mind
You’ve been gone for so long
I’m running out of time
I need a doctor
Call me a doctor
I need a doctor, doctor
To bring me back to life
Bring me back to life
Bring me back to life

Kyary Pamyu Pamyu – Harajuku Iyahoi (Live)

A ichi shigeki motome te ranran to shi taku te
kumorikake ta sora ja dame karafuru ni kae te
minna atsumeyo u waiwai suteki na SHOW
otona ni wa ki zuke nai toride

shai ni nara mou nariaki ta wodoro u
hai ni nare ano kousaten kara hajimatta
puriizupuccha e nzuappu
wantowu
kimi no rakuen made ima nobori tai no

harajuku de iya hoi harajuku de iya hoi
toriaezu iya hoi
hoihoihoihoihoihoi
1.2. iya hoi
hoihoihoihoihoihoi
1.2. iya hoi

ā riaru na michi wa ranuei to 違 ku te
demo ne sonna toki mo hora
chikara rafuru ni kaeru
minna atsume te waiwai suteki de shiyo u
kodomo demo kizuke nai hitori ji ya

shai ni nara mou nariaki ta wodoro u
hai ni nare ano kousaten kara hajimatta
puriizupuccha e nzuappu
wantowu
minna de kazoeru no

harajuku de iya hoi harajuku de iya hoi
toriaezu iya hoi
hoihoihoihoihoihoi
1.2. iya hoi
hoihoihoihoihoihoi
1.2. iya hoi

μ’s – Wild Stars (Live)

隠して→開いて→隠して まだこれは恋じゃないの
開いて→隠して→開いて 覚悟決めて追いかけて
始まりたい…WILD STARS

気まぐれな光で あなたを見つけるよ
刺激にさらわれてしまえ こんな夜は

退屈を抱えた 僕の胸を揺らす
突然の嵐は熱い野生の風だった

出会うための場所を ずっとずっと探してた
ここに君と私来たよ
今からふたり 今から輝くよ

隠して→開いて→隠して まだこれは恋じゃないの
開いて→隠して→開いて 覚悟決めて追いかけて
始まりたい…WILD STARS

星座を抜けだして あなたと踊りたい
優しいその笑顔 私だけに見せて

瞳が燃え上がる 誰にも譲れない
感じた衝撃に僕はかなり無茶な気分

出会いたいと願う きっときっと伝わるさ
そして君と私来たよ
今だよふたり 今だよ輝いて

動いて→開いて→動いて さあこれが恋になるの
開いて→動いて→開いて 恋の扉の前だと
囁いたら…WILD LOVE

孤独の空を離れたい
あなたとならできると解る
闇は消えるよ 闇の向こうに
眩しい場所がある ある ある 見える

動いて→開いて→動いて さあこれが恋になるの
開いて→動いて→開いて 恋の扉の前だと
囁いたらどうする? WILD STARS

μ’s – No Brand Girls (Live)

(Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!
一進一跳!(いっしんいっちょう))
(Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!
ほら負けないよね?)

悔しいなまだ No brand
知られてないよ No brand
なにもかもこれから 熱い気分

楽しいよでも No brand (Do you know?)
張りきってるんだ No brand (Do you know?)
だから(おいで)ここで出会うために (Yes,I know!)

目指す場所は(高い)
いまより高く(どこまで?)
チャンスの前髪を
(持って)はなさないから
(ぎゅっと)はなさないから
(Oh yeah!)奇跡の虹を渡るんだ

壁は Hi Hi Hi 壊せるものさ Hi Hi Hi 倒せるものさ
自分からもっとチカラを出してよ
Hi Hi Hi 壊せるものさ Hi Hi Hi 倒せるものさ
勇気で未来を見せて
(Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!
うん負けないから!)

傷つけあっちゃ No good
仲違(たが)いは No good
だいすきの誤解は つらい気分

苦しい胸は No good (hurry-up!)
あきらめたら No good (hurry-up!)
そうさ(つよく)なれば叶う想い (Yes,I go!)

願う場所は(遠い)
まだまだ遠く(どこかな?)
ジャンプで近くなれ
(今日の)背伸びのキミと
(ぐっと)背伸びのボクで
(Oh yeah!)あの日の誓い探すんだ

闇を Hi Hi Hi 吹き飛ばそうよ Hi Hi Hi 追い払おうよ
自分からいまを変えればいいのさ
Hi Hi Hi 吹き飛ばそうよ Hi Hi Hi 追い払おうよ
勇気で未来を見せて
そうだよ覚悟はできた

(Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!)
(Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!)

壁は Hi Hi Hi 壊せるものさ Hi Hi Hi 倒せるものさ
自分からもっとチカラを出してよ
Hi Hi Hi 壊せるものさ Hi Hi Hi 倒せるものさ
勇気で未来を見せて
そうだよ覚悟はできた

(Oh yeah! 全身全霊!)
(Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!)

Jefe – Errywhere (The World Is Yours Album)

[Intro]
Bitch I’m on now
I’m in a foreign now
We don’t make it rain no more
No, bitch it’s pouring down
I can get my own now
Bitch I’m grown now
I’m in my zone now
Yeah it’s going down

[Hook]
Nigga I be everywhere
You ain’t never there
Every time I look up see the same bitches everywhere
Can’t wait to get this money, I’m gon’ take my niggas everywhere
Take them pistols everywhere, I got hitters everywhere
I got bitches everywhere, take them bitches everywhere
Every time I look up see the same bitches everywhere
Bitch I come from DC, ask about us, we ain’t scary here
Take them pistols everywhere, I got hitters everywhere

[Verse 1]
I’m on top of the mountains and I’m screaming fuck the world
My bitch so bad she look just like a powderpuff girl
1942, come and take shots ‘til you hurl
I wake up like “who you?”, I got some missed calls from my girl
Chain lighting up the room like I’m a damn electrician
I got some little buddies tryna see wassup witcha
And one thing that I learn is that ya never trust niggas
And if I have a daughter she can’t fuck with fuck niggas
They be like “ay Glizzy, why you still ain’t mainstream?”
I’m loyal to my niggas, bitch we got that same dream
Underground king, rest in peace to Pimp C
Bitch I am a boss, can’t let a nigga pimp me

[Hook]
Nigga I be everywhere
You ain’t never there
Every time I look up see the same bitches everywhere
Can’t wait to get this money, I’m gon’ take my niggas everywhere
Take them pistols everywhere, I got hitters everywhere
I got bitches everywhere, take them bitches everywhere
Every time I look up see the same bitches everywhere
Bitch I come from DC, ask about us, we ain’t scary here
Take them pistols everywhere, I got hitters everywhere

[Verse 2]
I’m in the back of the back, I’m moving through Hollywood
Remember way back in the slums like Bollywood
I take an L and get that shit right back, that’s on my hood
Me and all my niggas got straps, I wish you would
Two racks for my [?], bitches better not get it scuffed
Bitch you know I’m up, when you see me say wassup
I keep ‘em in a tuck, you should see my runner up
All my bitches bad and all my bitches got a butt
Come on with bands here, nigga we ain’t playin’ fair
I was really on the block, boy you couldn’t stand there
Came up with a plan yeah, turned up with my mans yeah
Watch how I go ham if they just give me a chance yeah

[Hook]
Nigga I be everywhere
You ain’t never there
Every time I look up see the same bitches everywhere
Can’t wait to get this money, I’m gon’ take my niggas everywhere
Take them pistols everywhere, I got hitters everywhere
I got bitches everywhere, take them bitches everywhere
Every time I look up see the same bitches everywhere
Bitch I come from DC, ask about us, we ain’t scary here
Take them pistols everywhere, I got hitters everywhere

Jefe – One (The World Is Yours Album)

[Intro]
Hey Zay
Young Jefe Homes
Whoa

[Verse 1]
Remember back when all I used to do was hit licks
All a nigga really wanted was to get rich
Oh you ain’t fucking with the gang?, then suck a full clip
Fuck what they talking bout, I’m really with that bullshit
Fresh Prince, I walk up in this bitch like Will Smith
Foreign Swag, I took your bitch out on a field trip
Glizzy Glizzy, bitch I’m back up on my hood shit
Look like a model, but lil’ shawty she a hood bitch
She got a million dollar body and her ass soft
She call me over there, know it won’t be the last call
You better not be no broke nigga, she going spazz off
I fuck with boss bitches, only like them cash dolls

[Hook]
I found this lil’ bitch, think she the one
But I know I can’t be the only one
Tell them niggas that they got the one
They treat you better when you number one
These bitches wanna fuck me because I’m arrogant
New watch on my wrist, look at the clarity
Put this chain around my neck so you can stare at it
Everything I do is so extravagant

[Verse 2]
As long as Im alive, bitch I gotta keep that felon on me
Niggas hated on me so I got to keep the pressure coming
Murder, murder, murder, if I ever see you or your mommy
How you hating on a young nigga getting money
Don’t be telling on me
Don’t be telling on me
Imma come and see you nigga, so be ready for me
And she going come back, she can’t find a nigga better than me
Streets hotest younging, ain’t another nigga litter than me

[Hook]
I found this lil’ bitch think she the one
But I know I can’t be the only one
Tell them niggas that they got the one
They treat you better when you number one
These bitches wanna fuck me cause I’m arrogant
New watch on my wrist, look at the clarity
Put this chain around my neck so you can stare at it
Everything I do is so extravagant

Jefe – Give It Up (feat. 3 Glizzy) (The World Is Yours Album)

[Intro: Jefe]
I used to run up on them niggas, make ‘em give it up, yeah

[Hook: Jefe]
I heard you chasin’ that lil slut, you need to give it up
Soon she get a lil somethin’ she gon’ give it up
Boy watch them niggas who around ya, they gon’ give you up
So keep that jealous shit from ‘round me, go and get the fuck
You never thought I’d get this far, come on and give it up
I used to run up on them niggas, make ‘em give it up
I made a promise to my mama, we gon’ live it up
So if a nigga run up on me gotta hit ‘em up

[Verse 1: Jefe]
Why these niggas playin’ like they ain’t heard how I ride
Heard some pussy niggas talking, wasn’t never outside
Bitch I talk that plug talk and I got mob ties
I put fifty on his head and his whole fucking mob die
Fucked up fast, I hope it don’t come back to haunt me
Remember back then, the little hoes they didn’t want me
Well now I’m getting money and I rock that damn Givenchy
Them bands got me limping, I’m so motherfucking clumsy
14 years old, I went to juvie for an O
16 years old, I stuck my dick in my PO
18 years old, I was whipping up the dope
By 20 years old I was getting 20 for a show

[Hook: Jefe]
I heard you chasin’ that lil slut, you need to give it up
Soon she get a lil somethin’ she gon’ give it up
Boy watch them niggas who around ya, they gon’ give you up
So keep that jealous shit from ‘round me, go and get the fuck
You never thought I’d get this far, come on and give it up
I used to run up on them niggas, make ‘em give it up
I made a promise to my mama, we gon’ live it up
So if a nigga run up on me gotta hit ‘em up

[Verse 2: 3 Glizzy]
Get your bitch ass on the ground, shut the fuck up
Came too far, before I go back everybody gettin’ stuck up
That bitch got you fooled, I could never fall for no slut
These niggas nothing like us, I live by code of conduct
I done seen it all, it’s kind of hard for me to trust
She seen the way I ball, it wasn’t hard for me to fuck
Ever since I was at juvie I been cutting up
Pull up on a nigga’s ass, hop out and hit him up
Do my dirt by myself cause these niggas might give me up
Lil nigga, you talk too much, you ain’t no G, you a bluff
This shit come from the heart, I couldn’t make none this up
Any nigga play with GG, I’ma come and spray your shit up

[Hook: Jefe]
I heard you chasin’ that lil slut, you need to give it up
Soon she get a lil somethin’ she gon’ give it up
Boy watch them niggas who around ya, they gon’ give you up
So keep that jealous shit from ‘round me, go and get the fuck
You never thought I’d get this far, come on and give it up
I used to run up on them niggas, make ‘em give it up
I made a promise to my mama, we gon’ live it up
So if a nigga run up on me gotta hit ‘em up

Jefe – Take It Off (The World Is Yours Album)

Young Jefe Holmes

[Hook: Jefe]
You might had her yesterday but today she want a boss
She say Jefe I can’t fuck with broke niggas I swear to God
She don’t want no fuck nigga
She want a nigga with some heart
I say girl fuck them niggas
You straight, you fuckin’ with the mob, ay!
Girl, I want it all, girl, girl I want it all
Girl, take it off, girl, girl take it off
I say girl we gon’ ball, girl, girl, we gon’ ball
Girl, take it off, girl, girl take it off

[Verse 1: Jefe]
She wanna fuck with me because I’m super duper cool
She wanna fuck with me cause I’m a shooter, shooter, shooter
Young nigga comin’ through looking like I hit a lick on the jeweler
Young nigga comin’ through your old ass better hide your cougar
I could have bought a mansion but I went and bought a condo
My young boy keep that 9 on him he bang that bitch like Rondo, bang bang
And baby when you with me you get anythin’ that you want too
Come on and pass my Backwood I don’t smoke no fucking fonto
I came to make it rain? Little bitch you see my motto
Come on lets take shots yeah I can not have some fucked up
I told her bring her friend too I like my hoes in combos
Do it all night ’til the morning like Alonzo

[Verse 2: Jefe]
You might had her yesterday but today she want a boss
She say Jefe I can’t fuck with broke niggas I swear to God
She don’t want no fuck nigga
She want a nigga with some heart
I say girl fuck them niggas
You straight, you fuckin’ with the mob, ay!
Girl, I want it all, girl, girl I want it all
Girl, take it off, girl, girl take it off
I say girl we gon’ ball, girl, girl, we gon’ ball
Girl, take it off, girl, girl take it off

Yeah she real propoer she a real show stopper
You better have that bag cause she a motherfuckin’ shopper
I make her feel safe and she like riding with that chopper
She rock a silk dress that bitch a motherfuckin’ shocker
She slim all in her waist, she’s a 10 all in her face
Told my bitch, she better be loyal
Bitch dont want me catch a case
That’s my ace, we pop ace, we go all way, you go on dates
Lil nig don’t know what it take so fuck all that shit they say

[Verse 3]
Fuck ’em
Bitch I’m fluent
Gangster rapper not a poet
Realest nigga and you know it
Ain’t tryna dance get off the floor
I’m a ninja with my squad
If you love me won’t you show it
I get money when I’m bored
Took my shot bitch I scored

[Hook]
You might had her yesterday but today she want a boss
She say Jefe I can’t fuck with broke niggas I swear to God
She don’t want no fuck nigga
She want a nigga with some heart
I say girl fuck them niggas
You straight, you fuckin’ with the mob, ay!
Girl, I want it all, girl, girl I want it all
Girl, take it off, girl, girl take it off
I say girl we gon’ ball, girl, girl, we gon ball
Girl, take it off, girl, girl take it off

Young Jefe homes

Jefe – Love Me (feat. Ralo) (The World Is Yours Album)

[Intro: Jefe & Ralo]
Jefe!
FamGoon
Let’s get it
I just want you to love me
You know they ain’t gotta love you nigga
You know I love you

[Hook: Jefe]
GG, that’s my kin
Yeah forever we thuggin’
Go and ask my bitch
I bet she don’t want for nothing
We load up with them sticks
When we go out in public
How the fuck could you hate me
When I came up from nothing?
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
This shit can get ugly
I just want you to love me

[Verse 1: Jefe]
See I’m a big dog, you lil niggas is puppies
You better get to know me before you try to trust me
Just cause he shake your hand that doesn’t mean he your buddy
Young man respect man or else it gotta get bloody
I been rocking my jewelry, been totin’ my tooly
Cause I heard some pussy niggas talkin’ ‘bout they gon’ shoot me
They call me Jefe, no lil nigga [?]
Go check my resume, them motherfuckers salute me
Remember when I had faith and nobody didn’t
Boy that’s ok, now they can be my assistants
I’m on blue hill avenue, I’m feeling like Tristan
I got money, got bitches
And I got ammunition

[Hook: Jefe]
GG, that’s my kin
Yeah forever we thuggin’
Go and ask my bitch
I bet she don’t want for nothing
We load up with them sticks
When we go out in public
How the fuck could you hate me
When I came up from nothing?
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
This shit can get ugly
I just want you to love me

[Verse 2: Ralo]
They gon’ L-O-V me from Atlanta to DC
FamGoon, GG, told my niggas we all eat
They try to take another chain then we gon’ take a nigga’s life
We in the club every night and I dare a nigga to strike
I get that cash, I can’t get enough
I just want all of my niggas up
If he fall I’ma pick him up
I give him my all but ain’t givin’ up
They hit the [?] when they hear from us
Ain’t none of these niggas the shit for us
I thank god for that prison bus
This for the niggas that dissing us
I gave my heart to my bitch, she got more heart than these niggas
Just because them niggas wishin’
Don’t really mean they be witcha
I don’t have nothing to give
If you leave I won’t miss ya
Tell them they out of the picture
Ain’t none of them niggas official

[Hook: Jefe]
GG, that’s my kin
Yeah forever we thuggin’
Go and ask my bitch
I bet she don’t want for nothing
We load up with them sticks
When we go out in public
How the fuck could you hate me
When I came up from nothing?
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
This shit can get ugly
I just want you to love me

Jefe – Over The Hills (feat. Kash Doll) (The World Is Yours Album)

[Verse 1: Jefe]
I can’t fuck up this money, no I gotta keep stackin’ it
Nobody’s perfect but girl I think you’re immaculate
I just want them Ms
Tell them lil niggas they can keep them racks and shit
Cause I really blow racks and shit
I ain’t with no coppin’ shit
I ain’t with no rapper shit
I be with them choppers bitch
Niggas really really got that work
Make that shit do backwards flips
Lil bitch ain’t got no hips she so immaculate
And they say I like bad bitches only that’s so accurate
Yeah my bitch so fine, young nigga I’m on my grind
If it ain’t bout no dime, nigga ain’t got no time
I don’ ran my bands up high
You see that shit yeah that’s mine, Glizzy Gang CEO
Tell me who tryna get signed?

[Hook: Jefe] x2
Now baby be real with me
Will you step in the field with me
I want you to win with me
Yeah come get a mil with me
And yeah she gon’ kill with me
Designer her bag and her heels with me
My dick game amazin’ she good with me
She gon’ go over the hills for me

[Verse 2: Kash Doll]
Now nigga be real with me
Will you kill for me?
If shit got too real will you steal for me
If I’m hungry would you share your last meal for me
Come and sign on this million dollar deal with me
Cause you good with me if I’m good with you
Show these niggas how the real fuckin’ bosses do
I’m a winner but I still take a loss with you
Cause you ain’t just about word play nigga Langston Hughes
Everyday feel like a birthday when we coming up
If I say I want that he gon’ run it up
And the pipe so right make you fall in love
All mine yeah he hard to get a hold of
Keep me in that designer bag
I ain’t never gotta ask where them diamonds at
I ain’t never gotta ask if the bills is paid
So I never let another nigga infiltrate
Cause I’m rocked up niggas know I’m solid too
Hold every secret until my face is blue
Ride shotgun in the wraith with you
And I dare a groupie bitch try and make a move
Cause I, I’ma ride for mine
I’ma stand in the field with him every time
If that nigga need a boost I’ma help him climb
If he say he that one I’m his 99, get it?

[Hook: Jefe] x2
Now baby be real with me
Will you step in the field with me
I want you to win with me
Yeah come get a mil with me
And yeah she gon’ kill with me
Designer her bag and her heels with me
My dick game amazin’ she good with me
She gon’ go over the hills for me

Jefe – Congratulations (The World Is Yours Album)

Young Jefe Homes
Congratulations

[Hook]
Pocket full of blue faces they still motherfuckin’ hatin’
I came from the bottom had to motherfuckin’ take it
No I ain’t never trippin’ if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin’ too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standin’ on them couches with them motherfuckin’ aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin’ funny faces
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations

[Verse 1]
Look here I’m a boss my nigga you all fraud
For ten grand large my nigga he take you off
Young Jefe I’m a God them bitches they praise the lord
I’m really from the trap you grew up in your garage
Boy you need to stop yeah put that shit in park
Monday I’m in Off-white, Tuesday Saint-Laurent
But this ain’t what you want nah this ain’t what you want
Bitch got mad at me wanna hit it from the front
Everything I do now yeah, I do it for my son
I do it for my lil bro, I do it for my mum
They wanted me to lose but look at me bitch I won
A nigga play with Glizzy he get hit with Glizzy gun

[Hook]
Pocket full of blue faces they still motherfuckin’ hatin’
I came from the bottom had to motherfuckin’ take it
No I ain’t never trippin’ if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin’ too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standin’ on them couches with them motherfuckin’ aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin’ funny faces
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations

[Verse 2]
Yeah its Glizzy season
Fuck whoever your team is
Pussy ass niggas always hating for no reason
I be with them demons they kill you for no meanin’
War zone in my hood they got blood all over the cement
Nigga we ain’t beefin’
I come through your hood squeezin’
Right around the time when the lil ones should be sleepin’
Late night I be creepin’, police always geekin’
These niggas big and bad ’til they bitch ass hit that precinct
Or they 6 feet in, you niggas gonna see then
It’s Glizzy Glizzy baby, know you niggas wanna be him
I’m on another level that these niggas don’t be reachin’
If you ain’t talking money then what language is you speakin’

[Hook]
Pocket full of blue faces they still motherfuckin’ hatin’
I came from the bottom had to motherfuckin’ take it
No I ain’t never trippin’ if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin’ too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standin’ on them couches with them motherfuckin’ aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin’ funny faces
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations

[Outro]
Ya, congratulations
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations
Ya, GG
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations
Congratulations

Pink Guy – Hot Nickel Ball On A Pussy (Pink Season Album)

[Verse 1]
Let me lick that pussy
(Let me) Let me lick that pussy (x3)
Let me lick that little wittle tiny pussy
I like the tiny pussy
Let me lick that tiny pussy
I just wanna pussy gimme let me lick that tiny pussy
I just wanna lick that tiny pussy please
Let me lick that pussy
I just want to lick that pussy (x4)

(Let me) let me lick that pussy
Let me lick that little pussy
(Let me) let me lick that little pussy

Let me lick that little pussy
Let me lick that little pussy
Let me lick that little little little pussy
(yeah)
Let me lick that pussy (x4)
(Let me) let me lick that pussy (x5)

[Chorus]
Ooh
I wanna see a hot nickel ball on a pussy
I just wanna see a hot nickel ball on a pussy (x3)
I know I just see a hot nickel ball on a pussy every day
All day hot nickel balls all over my pussy
All over little twats
Little coin slot axe wounds
Little coin slot axe wounds

[Verse 2]
Ooooh–ooh
I just wanna lick that little little cute little pussy
Cute little cunt cute little twant cute little cunt
Gimme that cute little slit girl
Gimme that cute little twant little cunt little twant
With your cute little cunt little twant
Gimme let me that little pussy
I just wanna lick that little pussy
I just wanna lick that cunt
I just wanna lick that little twat

Hot nickel ball on a pussy
I just wanna see a
Hot nickel ball on a pussy
I just wanna see a cute little twat
Shaking round like a bat
Let me shake it little pussy
Let me shake that little twat
Gimme (gimme) little cunts
(Let me) let me see your cummies man
I just wanna see a little slit, little axe-wound
I just wanna see a little cummy cunt
Cummy little cumming on the cummy on the cummy cunt
Cummy cunt
(Cum)

[Chorus 2]
Ooh
I wanna see a hot nickel ball on a pussy
I just wanna see a hot nickel ball on a pussy (x3)
I know I just see a hot nickel ball on a pussy every day
All day hot nickel balls all over my pussy
All over little twats
Little coin slot axe wounds
Little coin slot axe wounds

Pink Guy – Nickelodeon Girls (Pink Season Album)

[Intro]
(Hello, Nickelodeon headquarters)
Hi, sorry to disturb you this late in the night
I have a serious inquiry directed toward Nickelodeon
My question is WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?
You know y’all used to have some fire bitches
When I turn on the TV I’m trying to see my favorite bitches
Zoey101? Jennette McCurdy? Oh my God
And now all you got is these preteens
Bruh, I’m not a pedo
I’m not trying to look at these little kids and get aroused
Now I can’t watch Nickelodeon with my dick in my hand anymore
Now I’m fucking upset
This is some fucking bullshit

[Verse]
Dan Schneider
Bring all my bitches back
I need all my bitches, I need all my bitches
The new shit you put out is wack
Dan Schneider
I’m just trying to get an erection
But now that these kids looking 13 and under
My penis will suffer

Dan fucking Schneider (Schneider)
This ain’t a fucking game, bitch
I wanna watch a sitcom
With my hand on my dick
I wanna see a titty (titty)
Not fucking kid shit
Return all the hot chicks
Or you gon get it bitch

ICarly, iCarly
I don’t care if you look like Michael Jackson
As long as you giving me action
And Freddy gon’ film the reaction
Sam gonna join in
And suck me a fat one
Nickelodeon girls
Can’t live without ’em (whew)

Ariana Grande
I know I drive a Hyundai
I can put you in a coma
Have brunch on a Sunday (fancy)
My dick put you in a coffin
All night screaming and tossing
Victoria Justice
I know you tryna touch this

Lizzie McGuire is tight
But I bet Zoey’s tighter
You can find me in her bed
Digging through that vaginer
Amanda Bynes, you a little bit crazy
But you can still have my babies (whew)
Go down like a dog with the rabies
Y’all can’t save me

Uh, a little bit of weed, hard liquor for the ladies
Got me feeling like a young Dan Schneider from the 80’s
With a Jewish law firm and an all black Mercedes
She playing with the balls like Brady (ay)
Fuck off with the shitty little kids with their stupid shit
I only wanna see the ones with a body fit
And I don’t want to be the one to be a little bitch about it
But I’m just saying what everybody is thinking (hahahahaha)
Where the titties at?
Dan Schneider why you ruining your business?
You realize I’d probably buy cable if you keep all the girls
And the ratings all stable
Cuz I ain’t tryin to see a young baby in the cradle
Cuz I’m not a pedophile
I’m not trying to see that shit (c’mon man)

The girls I have sexualized are all in their 20’s and 30’s
(Disclaimer!)
I’m not saying you should change all the bitches
But at least something after 10:30 (30!)

Dan Schneider
Bring all my bitches back
I need all my bitches, I need all my bitches
I need all my bitches back

I love you Dan Schneider, just please bring them back

Pink Guy – Stfu (Pink Season Album)

[Chorus]
Shut the fuck up
You’re a fucking cunt
Shut the fuck up
You’re a stupid cunt, suck my dick
Shut the fuck up
Stop being a fucking cunt
Shut the fuck up
Nobody even wants you here

[Verse 1]
What?
I just want to let you know, you’re a stupid fucking cunt
Go ahead and run your mouth, pussy, I don’t give a fuck
You’re a stupid piece of shit, you’re a stupid fucking bitch
Get the fuck up off my dick, get the fuck up off my dick, like
Please end your fucking life, please end your fucking life
I really gotta emphasise, no one cares if you’re alive
You’re a fucking penis-hole, grab a dick and eat it whole
I need to know if you were dropped when you were just a fetus though
You’re so fucking ugly and your face is fucking foul, jeez
You’re so fucking loud, can you shut your fucking mouth, can you

[Chorus]
Shut the fuck up
You’re a fucking cunt
Shut the fuck up
You’re a stupid cunt, suck my dick
Shut the fuck up
Stop being a fucking cunt
Shut the fuck up
Nobody even wants you here

[Verse 2]
Yeah
Close your fucking mouth, you’re just really fucking dense
If you hate me, why you talking? You don’t make no fucking sense
Got a sad life, sad life, go to fucking hell
Are you stupid or disabled, man, I can’t fucking tell
Meh
You’re a fucking dumb shit, you don’t even run shit
Get the fuck up out of my face and go to hell and eat a dick
Come and catch these hands, boy
Come and match these bands, boy
I’m not crazy, I just do it all because I can, boy
I hope you fucking die in a high-speed car crash
I hope you fucking fall head-first and get your neck cracked
I hope you have some beautiful children that die from cancer
I hope you catch Zika when your wife gets pregnant
I hope you win the lottery and die the next day
And your daughter has to see you getting lowered in your grave

[Outro]
Like, uh, ooh- that was a little dark
I’m sorry. Tha-that was a little dark. Very poor taste
Shut the fuck up
I shouldn’t have said that
You’re a fucking cunt
Actually, no, I should have
Shut the fuck up
Actually, I didn’t say enough
You’re a stupid cunt, suck my dick
Shut the fuck up
Stop being a fucking cunt
Shut the fuck up
Nobody even wants you here

Pink Guy – Gays 4 Donald (Pink Season Album)

[Intro]
I hate blacks, I hate spics
I hate Jews, I hate chinks
I hate Arabs, I hate mongoloids
I hate lesbians

[Chorus 1]
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump, I’m voting for Donald Trump
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump, I’m voting for, voting for Donald Trump

[Verse 1]
You’re looking kinda sexy, Donnie (SKRRT)
You make me kind of hard (SKRRT,SKRRT), Donnie
Donald is the best, I wanna suck his dick
I love his red face and I love his juicy tits (SKRRT)
Wanna cuddle up on the couch with you Donald Trump
Maybe watch a couple movies (or some Hulu)
I want to text you every day and night, Mr. Donald Trump
Maybe send a couple nudies (Hey, watcha doin’)
I wanna lick ya down, head to toe
But I promise I won’t touch the hole (unless you want me)
I saw you for the first time on the TV
I thought me and you could get kinda freaky (yeah)
Hit that G-spot
Stick your pinkie up my asshole
And if you like it maybe you could try it too (SKRRT)
If one finger ain’t enough we can go for two
Maybe use a gerbil or a gopher too
Donnie, drill my ass with a strap on
Make me cum without using my hands on
I love you Donnie, you make me cry
Cum in my mouth, cum in my eyes
(Chuckle) Cum in my ass, cum on the tip
Cum on my back, cum on my tits

[Chorus 2]
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump, I love you Donnie
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump

[Verse 2]
Let me see that ass, Donnie [*Tongue Roll* x3]
I just want to feel your pulse
With my pinkie in your asshole
You can be my pinkie ring from the Dollar Store

[Outro]
Donald, I know you want me
I know we’re perfect for each other
I know you’re alone and you need somebody who understands you and I understand you, Donnie
You also someone who knows how to hit that G-spot
That wife ain’t doing shit

Pink Guy – Dumplings (Pink Season Album)

Yo… PinkOmega
Yo PinkOmega

[Chorus]
One bad chef In a kitchen full of dough
Three bad bitches with their hands on the stove
Making home movies with a hand full of stoges
I’m cooking all the dumplings
I’m cooking all the dumplings

[Verse]
Motherfuckers want to act funny
Trying to be a man when your nose is all runny
Go to Pre-K, put your bag in your cubby
Motherfucking gimmick like your man Jeff Dunnie
But who am I to talk. Making preteens laugh for the money
Act dumb, slicker than honey, whoops!
Rapping in the kitchen but got no silver spoon
Got to feed on the bitches, bitches
Bad to the bone, prone to the home grown
Girls moan when I come home, dick like an ozone
Want to step in the ring?
Just skin and a sack of shitty meat like dumplings
Boy I don’t wear Gucci
Still classy but rotten like blue cheese
We’re about to make a movie
With a hand held Sony, puffing on a loosie
"Cooking the dumplings all day"
Is the only thing I say when I mind my business
Get the fuck out of my kitchen!
I’m cooking up a storm boy. None of that beef shit
They say I’m the man in your nightmares
Your girl in the bed screaming "right there!"
I’m high on the weed and the xany
I find it uncanny there’s so much poonani
They found me the lab doing stem cell research
I was trying to grow you some balls
The police came but I explained about your bitching
Now they want to pitch in and support the cause
Hate my ways? That’s a personal issue
Because you’re thinking about me, put down the tissues. (Ew!)
Why you still yapping to me?
Didn’t mommy tell you not to converse with a stranger?
Are you crying in the stall with a belt and a razor?
Are you really that mad or just a bad imitator?
Oh, because I never heard of your dumb ass. (Nope!)
Go fuck yourself in the mouth with a taser. (whoop!)

Because I’m cooking all the dumplings (x4)

[Chorus]
One bad chef In a kitchen full of dough
Three bad bitches with their hands on the stove
Making home movies with a hand full of stoges
I’m cooking all the dumplings
I’m cooking all the dumplings

Pink Guy – Meme Machine (Pink Season Album)

It’s gon’ get nasty
…yes

[Hook]
Meme machine
Meme machine
I’m a motherfucking meme machine
Meme machine
Meme machine
Without memes, I will die

[Chorus]
Give me the memes
I need the memes
I smell the memes
I need all the memes, the memes to survive
I need the memes
I breathe the memes
I smell the memes
I need all the memes, the memes to survive

[Verse]
They call me the meme machine
I catch the memes, I spread the memes
I eat the memes, I shit the memes
Without memes, I will die
Inhale the memes
Exhale the memes
Inject the memes into my bloodstream
There are good memes, and there are bad memes
Why has God abandoned us? (help me)
Smoke the memes, snort the memes
Take the memes until you OD
If you borrowed my memes then you owe me
A new fresh pair of memes

[Hook]
Meme machine
Meme machine
I’m a motherfucking meme machine
Meme machine
Meme machine
Without memes, I will die

[Chorus]
Give me the memes
I need the memes
I smell the memes
I need all the memes, the memes to survive
I need the memes
I breathe the memes
I smell the memes
I need all the memes, the memes to survive

Pink Guy – Hand On My Gat (Pink Season Album)

[Intro:]
Yea, it’s PolitikZ up in this mothafucker, yea
I’m about to go in on these motherfuckers

[Hook:]
I got a hand on my gat
I got a hand on my gat
I got a hand on my gat
A hand on my gat
I got a hand on my gat
Hand on my gat
I got a hand on my gat
I got a hand on my gat

[Verse:]
I got a hand on my gat
I got a hand on my mat
I got a hand on my sack
I got a hand on my cat
I got a hand on my (what)
I got a hand on Iraq
I got a hand on my crack
I got a hand on my sack
I got a hand on my mac
I got a hand on a bat
I got a hand on my sack
I got a hand on the rat
I got my hat on the (unintelligible)
I got my hand in the grass
I got my hand on the cab
I got my hand on the mask
The government’s corrupt
The government’s corrupt
Open your third eye
The government’s corrupt (yo)
Open your third eye
Open your third eye
Real Hip-Hop
Open your third eye

[Bridge:]
I got a hand on my gat
And I don’t give a fuck
I’m a real motherfucking gangster from the streets
And I don’t give a fuck
I got a hand on the gat
I got my real motherfucking hand on the gat
And I don’t give a fuck
Fuck the government

Pink Guy – Flex Like David Icke (Pink Season Album)

[Intro]
Flex like David Icke
Flex like David Icke
I think I know the truth
I flex like David Icke
I think I’m David Icke
I flex like David Icke
I think I know the truth
I think I know the truth
I flex like David Icke, man
I think I know the truth, man
These UFOs are real
And these documents are proof, man

[Verse]
Aliens are here, man
The aliens are here, man
The reptilians are here, man
The Illuminati’s listenin’
Hitler never died
The Holocaust’s a lie
Six million Jews?
Show me the proof
The moon landing’s fake
They never went to space
Our president’s a clone
He always gets replaced
When he fuck up
The Jews are reptilians
Funding Israel to kill the Palestinians
Man, when you wake up
I hope you know the truth, man
‘Cause David Icke was right
‘Cause David Icke was right
Flex like David Icke
I think I’m David Icke, man
I flex like David Icke
I think I’m David Icke, man
I know I’m David Icke
‘Cause I know the truth
And he knows the truth

[Bridge: David Icke]
Back in the [records] they just believed s–s-ctually that The ancients and the accounts of the ancients, these entities form different names. Some people call them a serpent race, some people call them demonic. In the Islamic culture they call them djinns. All different names

[Outro]
Stay woke
Stay woke
Stay woke
Stay woke
Stay woke
Stay woke
Flex like David Icke
Flex like David Icke
I think I’m David Icke
I think I’m David Icke
I think I’m David Icke
I think I’m David Icke
I think I’m David Icke
I think I’m David Icke
I think I’m David Icke, man
I think I’m David Icke, man

Pink Guy – High School Blink193 (Pink Season Album)

[Intro]
High school sucks
High school sucks

[Bridge]
High school sucks
Everybody called me a faggot

[Chorus]
High school sucks
(Give me all your change kid)
High School sucks
(Meet me after school faggot)

[Bridge]
High school sucks
Everybody called me a faggot

[Verse]
Jocks beat me up
Cause I’m a total whiny little faggot

[Chorus]
High school sucks
(4PM in the park, be there or be square)
High school sucks
(I’m gonna give you a swirlie)

[Bridge]
High school sucks
Everybody called me a faggot

[Chorus]
High school sucks
(Give me all your change kid)
High School sucks
(Meet me after school faggot)

[Outro]
High school sucks
(How bout a knuckle sandwich)
Everybody called me a faggot