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Philthy Rich – Make A Living (Remix) (feat. G-Eazy & Iamsu!)

[Intro: IamSu!]
She gotta have some money she could spend on
I made this beat
Shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook: IamSu!]
You just gotta tell me what you into
We could take a trip and bring your friends too
I’ll do this shit forever if I wanted
You just gotta have some money you could spend on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You gotta have some money you could spend on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You just gotta have some money you could spend on

[Verse 1: Philthy Rich]
Look, me and Su run the same chicks
East Oakland to the Rich no look assist
Curry for the three in the clutch time
In high school you was eatin’ free in the lunch line (broke nigga)
Your main bitch in my DM (is that right?)
She said she like the candy paint on my BM (foreign)
Single baby mother like Blacc Chyna (like Blacc Chyna)
Fuck her so good make her forget Tyga
Break your main bitch, Heart-Heartbreak Gang
She covered up the tattoo of her baby daddy name (lame nigga)
A hundred thousand large on my rockstars
I done come a long way from duckin’ cop cars

[Hook: IamSu!]
You just gotta tell me what you into
We could take a trip and bring your friends too
I’ll do this shit forever if I wanted
You just gotta have some money you could spend on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You gotta have some money you could spend on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You just gotta have some money you could spend on

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
I put a new McLaren in my driveway (skrrt, skrrt)
There’s no cell service up where I stay
Some M’s in the bank what they all say
She just want dick, a new purse, and a latte
I got her, now she just wanna hold me again
Attracted to all this gold on my skin
They say, "Boy, you rappin’ like the old Eminem"
This took me 5 minutes, I’m just phonin’ it in
Listen, once I live this way, I can never switch
In my 20’s but I’m livin’ like I’m Richie Rich
5 star dinners, you can order any dish
Young Gerald, young Suzie, young Philty Rich

[Hook: IamSu!]
You just gotta tell me what you into
We could take a trip and bring your friends too
I’ll do this shit forever if I wanted
You just gotta have some money you could spend on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You gotta have some money you could spend on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You just gotta have some money you could spend on

[Verse 3: IamSu!]
Big Suwop got bops on deck
In the penthouse gettin’ top to the neck
I’m just tryna make a little money, can you feel me?
She was fuckin’ with me now she play for Team Philthy
Now she got the Heartbreak tatted on her
She ain’t talkin’ ’bout no money so I catted on her
Took her out her element, she hit the panic button
Renegade alert, my homies get it out her purse
All I do is live it then I put it in reverse
I be killin’ everything, I needa buy a hearse
This shit is not rehearsed, it’s realer than you know
We could fly wherever, baby, where you tryna go? Let’s get it

[Hook: IamSu!]
You just gotta tell me what you into
We could take a trip and bring your friends too
I’ll do this shit forever if I wanted
You just gotta have some money you could spend on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You gotta have some money you could spend on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You just gotta have some money you could spend on

Matt Champion – Mansions

TV screen in your living room
Stereo on high
Dreaming of a famous love
Dancing high above

Driving to your mansion
We can let it all out
I’m too dirty for the sidewalk
You’re too clean for the South

These people are the same
These houses are the same
I’m glad I’m not alone
I’m glad your not at home
I’m glad I’m not alone

So many calls to your old cell phone
Too many walks to the park
So many knocks on your childhood home
Too many drags on your [?]

No one home for the weekend
Girls [?]
You call me up slowly and hop in your Bentley
Meet me at the hills

Driving to your mansion
We can let it all out
I’m too dirty for the sidewalk
You’re too clean for the South

These people are the same
These houses are the same
I’m glad I’m not alone
I’m your not at home
I’m glad I’m not alone

Key!, Uno The Activist & Madeintyo – Left Hand

[Hook: Key!]
A bottle of Ace, now I’m feelin’ like Kobe
I’m shootin’ with my left hand, Ginobili
You think you might know but, you don’t know me
I remember everythin’, this is over
I make a little money and I stunt it with the gang
I put a nigga on ‘fore I buy me a chain
These niggas takin’ shots, they ain’t even got range
I want it, I cop it, I want it, I cop it
I’m playin’ with bands, I’m playin’ with bands
I’m playin’ with bands, I’m playin’ with bands
I’m playin’ with bands, I’m playin’ with bands
I’m playin’ with bands, I’m playin’ with bands

[Verse 1: UnoTheActivist]
I’m playin’ with bands, I’m playin’ with bands
I get so, I get so high, I don’t think I can land
I’m all in the zone, I feel like the man
When did I kick in my shit, I’m in a karate stance
I’m pullin’ up, crack it, then I go buy it
All of my niggas all love this shit like a video game
And I just bought my shooter a chain
I cannot stop ’cause they gonna watch and I am the man
And they all say I’m the man, I’m with the lean with the Xan
What you say now? I got plans, baby should give me a chance
I told her I wish I had words, you should do shit for the worse
Told her I think that I’m cursed, then I go and pop a Perc

[Hook]
A bottle of Ace, now I’m feelin’ like Kobe
I’m shootin’ with my left hand, Ginobili
You think you might know but, you don’t know me
I remember everythin’, this is over
I make a little money and I stunt it with the gang
I put a nigga on ‘fore I buy me a chain
These niggas takin’ shots, they ain’t even got range
I want it, I cop it, I want it, I cop it
I’m playin’ with bands, I’m playin’ with bands
I’m playin’ with bands, I’m playin’ with bands
I’m playin’ with bands, I’m playin’ with bands
I’m playin’ with bands, I’m playin’ with bands

[Verse 2: MadeinTYO]
She rockin’ the ice, lovin’ her life
Pipe you up quick, switchin’ my fish
Make it up quick, thick as a bitch
Make it up quick, thick as a bitch
Yeah, love with a bag, makin’ her mad
Poppin’ up tags, rackin’ ’em up
Invitin’ her friends, your nigga’s a fan
Hop in the Benz, touch down when I land
Yokohama with a Gucci, Pocahontas, she’ll do me
You don’t wanna make a movie, she don’t wanna make a movie
Margiela’s, no umbrella, splash on these hoes
Get so used to smash on these hoes

[Hook]
A bottle of Ace, now I’m feelin’ like Kobe
I’m shootin’ with my left hand, Ginobili
You think you might know but, you don’t know me
I remember everythin’, this is over
I make a little money and I stunt it with the gang
I put a nigga on ‘fore I buy me a chain
These niggas takin’ shots, they ain’t even got range
I want it, I cop it, I want it, I cop it
I’m playin’ with bands, I’m playin’ with bands
I’m playin’ with bands, I’m playin’ with bands
I’m playin’ with bands, I’m playin’ with bands
I’m playin’ with bands, I’m playin’ with bands

Big Sean – Moves

[Intro]
Yeah
Sex game had her ass blowing me up (brrr)
Sex game had her ass texting me up
Yeah
Whoa

[Hook]
I got the moves
I got the moves
I’m making moves
You gotta move (you gotta move)
She make that back move (damn)
She made her titties move (goddamn)
I make the city move (like whoa)
I make the city move
I got the moves (I’m making moves)
I got the moves (I got the moves)
I’m making moves (I’m making moves)
You gotta move (you gotta)
She make that back move (damn)
She made her titties move (goddamn)
I make the city move (l do)
I make the city move (I do)

[Verse]
Look, give me the ball and I will have to pass it
I ain’t passing out until I’m asthma attacking
I take a plan and then I back to back it
Hit after hit, check the batting average
I take the work, flip it, acrobatic
Got a little time and a lot of talent
Do a little talking and a lot of action
Seen the competition, hmm.. not a challenge
I lean, I move, I walk through in this bitch
Packed out but I can count on my hands
Who I’mma talk to in this bitch
Girl’s from law school in this bitch
Yeah, they Paralegals, barely 21
That’s very legal, but they doing shit that’s probably barely legal
Awe man
It’s that nigga that you probably least expected
I just had a couple dots that need connecting
Now your top 5 getting redirected
From here on out it’ll be consecutive
We making moves like Tarantino, like J.J. Abrams
Moving like Channing Tatum
Moving like Jason Statham
Motherfuck the whole industry
Half of these niggas my mini-me’s
I got this bitch going off more than breaking and entering
You hot for a minute, me
I make the shit that last for infinity
Hop in the booth, man that shit like a gym to me
Don’t test the agility
Silly, silly, thinking that the negativity you talking could ever fuck up the tranquility
Okay, okay, okay, I’m on Rodeo for the day
If you owe me then you better pay your layaway, away
Stay away, or your ass might get K.O., kay today
Man that "pew! pew!" hit your ass from like way, oh ways, away

[Hook]
I got the moves
I got the moves (whoa)
I’m making moves
You gotta move (you gotta move)
She make that back move (damn)
She made her titties move (goddamn)
I make the city move (like whoa)
I make the city move
I got the moves (I’m making moves)
I got the moves ( I got the moves)
I’m making moves (I’m making moves)
You gotta move (you gotta)
She make that back move (damn)
She made her titties move (goddamn)
I make the city move (I do)
I make the city move (yeah I do)

[Outro]
Look, I’m a don, I’m a don, I’m a don (don)
I gave my whole family jobs and I take care of my mom
Me and my girl been through so much, that’s my partner in crime
Touch any of the above, now you’re harder to find
Gone

Ice Cube – Nobody Wants To Die (Mafia III Trailer)

[Intro]
Everybody wants to go to Heaven
Y’all thought I was soft as cotton
Everybody wants to go to Heaven
Messed around and forgot I was rotten
Everybody wants to go to Heaven
You know my resume
You tell ’em I’m on my way
But nobody (You tell ’em, I’m on my way)
Ah nobody wants to die

[Verse 1]
I keep my mind on my money, I keep my hand on my gunny
Don’t get to playin’ with sonny, unless you Playboy Bunny
I’ll put four in your tummy, tap two in your brain
See the man ain’t playing, if you think it’s a game
Haters whisper my name, suckers want what I slang
Arrogant and I’m vain, DA want me to hang
But let me explain, like Abel and Cain
That the black Grim Reaper is not my brother’s keeper
Revenge, revenge a killer’s on a binge of revenge
It depends if I can live with my sins
Lose family and friends (lost em all)
Now you got to lose life and limb, spit phlegm on them
Got the code of Rakim, homey, jokes ain’t allowed
And you boy ain’t scared to move the crowd with something loud
If you doubt what I’m about, go ahead an run your mouth
I’m the last thing you see when your time is running out, trick

[Hook]
Everybody wants to go to Heaven
I’ll send you fast boy, with a blast boy (first class, boy)
Everybody wants to go to Heaven
Messin’ with the wrong one, send you on that long run
Everybody wants to go to Heaven (I ain’t the one, son)
Pop you like a pro, now you good to go (yeah)
But nobody (Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody)
Ah nobody wants to die

[Verse 2]
You forgot where I come from, you forgot what I do
You forgot what you was sayin’, cuz I’m blockin’ your view
Now I got you on cue, you about to turn blue
Get around me now you actin’ like my little nephew
Boy what you wan’ do? You ain’t gon’ do ish
But go take a ish, is ’bout as funky as it get
Now I’ma have to admit, that I was prolly too nice
But take my advice or I’ll take your life
Now if you still wanna slice, let’s start with the fingers
Let’s move to the toes, and end with the penis
See men are from Mars, now you from Venus
How dumb you got to be tryin’ to think with the genius
It’s the big payback, you can’t clown James Brown
See a brother been down ever since Jamestown
You either swim or you’re drowned, you either gagged or you’re bound
Now you can’t make a sound, boy look at you now

[Hook]
Everybody wants to go to Heaven
I’ll send you fast boy, with a blast boy (first class, boy)
Everybody wants to go to Heaven
Messin’ with the wrong one, send you on that long run
Everybody wants to go to Heaven (I ain’t the one, Crip)
Pop you like a pro, now you good to go (Go on)
But nobody (Nobody, na)
Ah nobody wants to die

T.I. – Black Man (feat. Quavo, Meek Mill & Rara) (US Or Else: Letter To The System Album)

[Hook: Quavo]
Black man, drop top
There go the cops
There go the cops
There go the cops
Is it because of my people?
Is it because of my sneakers?
Is it because of my jersey?
It is because that I’m perfect?

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Ridin’ down 85, three in the morning
Why you pull me over sayin’ you smell marijuana? (Smellin’ the gas)
I said I got a ID, I got glaucoma (I got ID)
He said, "We ain’t in Cali nigga, get out, put your hands up"
Runnin’ real hard shook the taser (shook the taser)
Runnin’ real hard shook the taser (shook the taser)
I told him can we split it, we gon’ shake ’em
Nigga hit my phone when you made it (brrp)
Out of here, PJ to Jamaica
Naw I ain’t tell ya wrong, get the paper
Been fightin’ too long against haters
My attitude, yeah I’m going for the shaders

[Verse 2: Rara]
Live from the cracks of the concrete
12 try to take a nigga off the street
Make the gun sound off for Mike Brown
Take a nigga life when you face down
Hoodie gang strong like Trayvon
Gun by the window like Detroit Red
Bring that shit by the neck of my woods
And bet a nigga ass end up dead
Pig in a blanket, fuck was you thinkin’?
Free that nigga Boosie, runnin’ at the police
Left him with a slow leak, right outside VC
Tryna keep a Phantom like DC
Hangout the G like free Meek
Kill a nigga reachin’ for a cell phone
Hurt to tell his mama he ain’t comin’ home
That’s why I stay strapped all summer long
And you know it

[Hook: Quavo]
Black man, drop top
There go the cops
There go the cops
There go the cops
Is it because of my people?
Is it because of my sneakers?
Is it because of my jersey?
It is because that you nervous? (damn)

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Black man
Running from the law like Pac-Man
Try and throw the raw all in the trash can
Got smoked by a cop on the dash cam
Mug shot on the news, he a mad man
When all he did was hustle to run the cash in
He feedin’ kids in jail if he wasn’t crackin’
Too many felonies on my jacket
All of my brothers turn to assassins
We seen too many brothers get put in caskets
Too many young baby mothers and baby daddies
In the graveyard back then
I went from sittin’ on clubs to the cashmere
You shoulda seen how I flossed on ’em last year
Two Maybachs and I had a bad year
Young nigga countin’ money like a cashier
White man wanna pay me like I’m U-N-O
Niggas wanna see me at my funeral
Neither of my own homie wanna do me though
Layin’ on my dog crib like I’m Snoopy though
That’s my nigga, I ain’t even wanna do it though
If I don’t do it, shit I know he gon’ do me though
Cause he broke and he trippin’ ’bout stupid hoes
But I’m a Don just like motherfuckin’ Julio
Black man

[Hook: Quavo]
Black man, drop top
There go the cops
There go the cops
There go the cops
Is it because of my people?
Is it because of my sneakers?
Is it because of my jersey?
It is because that I’m perfect?

[Verse 4: T.I.]
Police see I got my hands up
Still wanna kill me, they don’t understand us
They be lookin’ for a reason just to shoot me
And wanna do me how they do us in the movies
Or how they do it out in Baton Rouge
Or Ferguson, or Florida, or Baltimore, they make excuses
Like I did cause I thought he had a pistol
Or I did it cause I thought he was a Muslim
My message to America, felon or death here
The liquor we die, we just substances left here
First you put us in a small hood
And then you beat us and you treat us like it’s all good
And then shoot us and you screw us economically, mentally
Killin’ nigga, no penalty, they can do that shit legally
Bet I can make that ass think ‘fore you shoot
You kill me, man there gon’ be more of some riotin’ and lootin’
We say black lives matter, you say all lives
But y’all ain’t the ones gettin’ hogtied
Persecuted, executed, one day it gon’ be time for retribution
Hope you don’t ever see your son in an institution
I know karma is constant and God ain’t no nonsense
You doin’ wrong just to run shit
One day the time gon’ run out for the dumb shit
Ain’t no deception, tryna get in Heaven
You gettin’ nailed, bet it’s on your Mary
And you know what you did for who how much you really care
And what you really felt, he gon’ deny the opportunity to unify
With people who look similar to you and I
Cause he don’t wanna have a

[Hook: Quavo]
Black man, drop top
There go the cops
There go the cops
There go the cops
Is it because of my people?
Is it because of my sneakers?
Is it because of my jersey?
It is because that I’m perfect?
Black man, drop top
There go the cops
There go the cops
There go the cops
Is it because of my people?
Is it because of my sneakers?
Is it because of my jersey?
It is because that I’m perfect?

T.I. – Warzone (US Or Else: Letter To The System Album)

[Hook]
Can’t you see we livin’ in a war zone?
Guess you don’t notice when you livin’ in it
Like every weekend it’s a man down
Ain’t got no pity for the innocent so I’ma represent it
Dedicated, tell ’em,"Hands up, can’t breathe
Hands up, can’t breathe
Hands up, can’t breathe"
Hands up, can’t you see we livin’ in a war zone?

[Verse 1]
They left his body swangin’ down in Piedmont
At a Klan rally the day before, but that ain’t mean nothing
What they say "a suicide", I say it’s genocide
Hey what you got a gun for? Boy you ain’t finna ride
They run up on you like Baton Rouge, bet you finna hide
That’s the difference ‘tween us, I’ll die to save a million lives
Appointed leader when nobody couldn’t think of shit
I’ll be a martyr if my great grandaughter benefit
They pull you over, ask you where your license at
Be careful reachin’ for it, you know you can die for that
And this ain’t nothin’ new, just got cameras so you can see the shit
Got Dr. King and Abe Lincoln askin’ where the freedom at
This ain’t no equality
Man you ain’t have no justice on your mind when you shot at me
But fuck it, this the way it gotta be
Hey listen, you won’t shoot at them then shoot at me?
Boy you are not a G
Imagine Trayvon askin’ why you followed me
Feel threatened, hit him and whip him, that’s when he shot him down
Do that to a grown fuckin’ man, drop where you stand
Tell my grandma go on with all that prayin’
If it’s a God and he in the sky, he looking down, he understand
I’m just a man, and I’m wrong for revenge
But I don’t get ’em it’s like tellin’ him to gon’ kill again
Keep fucking around, it’s going to be on in a minute

[Hook]
Boy we livin’ in a war zone
Guess you don’t notice when you livin’ in it
Like every weekend it’s a man down
Ain’t got no pity for the innocent so I’ma represent it
Dedicated, tell ’em,"Hands up, can’t breathe
Hands up, can’t breathe
Hands up, can’t breathe"
Hands up, can’t you see we livin’ in a war zone?

[Verse 2]
This goes to the white boy that ran in the old church
I hope you get slow murked, and they torture you slow first
Ran in our place of worship to slaughter our grandma
Won’t go kamikaze for that, well what would you die for?
Hold up… I’ll wait, I’ll wait
Heard it from buddy who took for the fall for Watergate
The war on drugs was just a war on us
Give us all these guns, give us all this dust
Change all them laws, lock all of us up
Went from Freeway Ricky, on to BMF (free Meech)
Then hip hop came, that’s when we got rich
Cause white kids gravitated to it like all us did
And that’s when they got slick
Invented the technology to take our shit
Diluted all of the artistry
Pardon me, somebody tell me what happened to Alton
Sterling, killed Philando right in front of the girl
And the world saw
Everybody’s reaction was, "Hell naw"
This modern day slavery, the prison publicly traded
And the jig’s up
The Constitution and Emancipation Proclamation’s just a fuckin’ piece of paper

[Hook]
Can’t you see we livin’ in a war zone?
Guess you don’t notice when you livin’ in it
Like every weekend it’s a man down
Ain’t got no pity for the innocent so I’ma represent it
Dedicated, tell ’em,"Hands up, can’t breathe
Hands up, can’t breathe
Hands up, can’t breathe"
Hands up, can’t you see we livin’ in a war zone?

[Outro]

T.I. – We Will Not (US Or Else: Letter To The System Album)

[Intro]
Ugh
No we will not
Ugh, no

[Verse]
No we will not stand here in silence
While they take the lives of our brothers and sisters and partnas
We will not turn a blind eye to the murder with no repercussions
Oh no, we will not
We will not live on our knees, we will die on our feet
This ain’t no lie that I speak
All you youngin’s out here in the streets only wanna shoot people who look like you
You can stay home, you too weak
Oh no, we will not go and repeat the mistakes of the past
Ignorin’ the snakes in the grass
Payin’ you cash
Still we pray and we fast
‘Til one day that’s your ass
We will not ask for no war
No-no-no-no-no-no, but we will be prepared for one
Hopin’ not with a gun
With the unity, using the same shit you did to destroy me
We sick of the garbage you kickin’ and teachin’
And lynchin’ us, lockin’ us up for no reason
And killin’ us, no consequences, convictions, you serious?
Lyin’ about what you show in the media
Assassinate all the leaders who leadin’ us
Leave us with ones who misleadin’ us
Then go and reward all the ones who mistreat us
And leave us in projects and give us these poisonous products
On top of narcotics to push to our sisters and brothers
Like them ain’t our sisters and brothers
No we will not be run amuck, led astray
Or bamboozled, the buck’ll be stoppin’ today
See what happen when athletes’ll no longer play for you
Tell them accountants to pray for you
On respect or just respect what that paper’ll do
Look up, it too late for you
Droppin’ you off
Turnin’ them profits to loss
When we won’t go shop in the mall
United we all, stuck in this bullshit together
Showin’ these folk we just won’t take whatever
Or else they just roll up and shoot up whatever
Just like they’ve been doin’ forever
The niggas swear they hard be huffin’ and puffin’
But ain’t gon’ do nothin’
The enemy try ’em
They wait behind enemy lines
Why you tryna be so friendly now?
Handle your business now
And we won’t fear nothin’ but judgement from God
Standin’ there lookin’ at me sayin’ you ain’t do nothin’
I bless you when you ain’t invested in nothin’
Just kept up the cycle of death and destruction
Ignornin’ your neighbor won’t help him but helpin’ yourself
Just like the devil himself, hmm
Promote all that fornication
All that baby makin’, ain’t no baby raisin’
For a generation
Now they trapped in systems cause incarceration
Was inevitable due to education
Substandard institution never cared
J’s drop, buyin’ every pair
Crack rock, crip, blood, all the 80
GDP and whatever else separate us
Hip-hop, king you finally made it
Your time to take it
Pass Martin Luther
All that money and you still blew it
Didn’t save and you feel stupid
ITunes came and they bootleggin’
What you get for bein’ hard headed
God damn nigga
Might as well gon’ and go to hell nigga
Cause I tried as hard as I can nigga
I know you only a man but God damn nigga

[Outro: Malcolm X]
They don’t scare negros today with no badge, or no white skin, or no white sheet, or no white anything else. They police the same way, they put their club upside your head and then turn around and accuse you of attacking them. Every case of police brutality against a negro follows the same pattern — they attack you, bust you all upside your mouth and then take you to court and charge you with assault. What kind of democracy is that?

T.I. – Switchin Lanes (feat. Big Krit & Trev Case) (US Or Else: Letter To The System Album)

[Intro: T.I.]
Make sure what you ride for
Is somethin’ you would die for
Make sure what you ride for
Is somethin’ you would die for

[Verse 1: T.I.]
All my nigga wanna do is hit a lick and flip some raw
Boy you better prepare yourself, them people finna set it off
What you oughta wanna do is get this money too with me
Even if you Bobby Seal, you gon’ need a Huey P
I’m doin’ me, international fluently
Speak the lingo my people talk
Don’t disrespect my people, dog
Or turn the other cheek, that ain’t the shit that we were taught
Arm yourself, defend yourself, they try you get to squeezin’ off
We’ve been out crazy
Do you like it in them jeans dawg?
Season dog, leave me out know they don’t want me involved
I’m dodgin’ 12, they be on watch
But I’m just ridin’ with my home boys

[Hook: Trev Case]
Switchin’ through lanes like hey-ey-ey
Paint drippin’, swing with this .30 on me
Drivin’ real slow, ridin’ with my Tec
Drivin’ real slow, ridin’ with my Tec
Switchin’ through lanes like hey-ey-ey
Paint drippin’, swing with this .30 on me
Drivin’ real slow, ridin’ with my Tec
Drivin’ real slow, ridin’ with my Tec

[Verse 2: Big KRIT]
We talkin’ high life, listenin’ to UGK
Ridin’ dirty mean you clean on swangers
If them law pull up then that means thanks
Turn up the changer, bangin’ out the whip
They muffle the signs, all the hoe shit that we were dealin’ with
Cause we be young and in the hustle
Partna sellin‘ whole, but no food in the cupboard like damn
I really wanna be a millionaire one day, one day
My nigga say yeah
We dyin’ out here for a little bit of neck but the government just don’t care
So I’m talkin’ Multi to the fullest
As long as I’m livin’, fuck the ones
When I was young, they let me ride shot gun
And show me how to get it
And you can ball all you want in the paint for the digits
But you gotta learn how to pivot
For the score, never speak, bet the goal that you want
Gotta keep it slow mo when you outchea creepin’
Watch for the lows when your head up high
Head in the sky and you’re outchea tippin’
All you’ve got is your word and your bond
Prepare for the hate when you’re switchin’ suites

[Hook: Trev Case]
Switchin’ through lanes like hey-ey-ey
Paint drippin’, swing with this .30 on me
Drivin’ real slow, ridin’ with my Tec
Drivin’ real slow, ridin’ with my Tec
Switchin’ through lanes like hey-ey-ey
Paint drippin’, swing with this .30 on me
Drivin’ real slow, ridin’ with my Tec
Drivin’ real slow, ridin’ with my Tec

[Verse 3: T.I.]
I’m either out or I’m all in it
This shit creek and we all in it
One false move and we all finish
We come together, we all winnin’
But you’d rather go and get your dogs in it
Either rob for the money, hit the mall with it
Then to the club, pull the broad with it
Then wylin’ chopper in it, I’m goin’ down with it, no lie
You get a chance, go to Dubai
You see your money ain’t as much as you thought
Matter of fact motherfuckers so rich
Make nigga feel petty and ashamed just for showin’ it off
100 thou for the outfit
A billion dollars worth of sun plugged in the outlet
You put your money where your mouth at
You won’t be talkin’ much would ya
If you was weren’t about shit
Revolutionary do it for the niggas that wish they were there to do it
Gotta chance to do me boy you better do it
Nigga comin’ back and shootin’ very good
Speakin’ better than a felon would
Got me property up in Ellenwood
And my position, I just fell into it
Devil want my soul and I ain’t sell it to him

[Hook: Trev Case]
Switchin’ through lanes like hey-ey-ey
Paint drippin’, swing with this .30 on me
Drivin’ real slow, ridin’ with my Tec
Drivin’ real slow, ridin’ with my Tec
Switchin’ through lanes like hey-ey-ey
Paint drippin’, swing with this .30 on me
Drivin’ real slow, ridin’ with my Tec
Drivin’ real slow, ridin’ with my Tec

[Outro: T.I.]
Make sure what you ride for
Is somethin’ you would die for
Make sure what you ride for
Is somethin’ you would die for

T.I. – 40 Acres (feat. B. Rossi & Killer Mike) (US Or Else: Letter To The System Album)

[Verse 1: B. Rossi]
She done put her reparations in a handbag
He done spent his reparations on his swag, swag
A black nigga, put your fortunes in a sandbag
Laugh at your misfortune then we put it in a hashtag
Ain’t no leaders only leisure, only reapers, ain’t no sowers
They get higher, we get lower, damn it’s over
If racism ain’t in color then it’s damn sure in the class
Got the races on each other, you got niggas then there’s blacks
You got crackers then there’s whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president the black guy
It ain’t no reason why you shouldn’t have success, right?

[Hook: B. Rossi]
Forty acres and a Muller
I spent my reparations on the jeweler
I bought a timepiece, now ain’t no lookin’ back
Now ask them muthafuckas what the fuck they lookin’ at
Uh, forty acres and a mule, forty acres and a mule
These niggas actin’ fuckin’ fools for forty acres and a mule

[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
Anybody interrupt freedom, kill ’em
Word to Robert F. Williams, feel ’em
Devil got me sick to my stomach, boo
Word to Elijah Muhammad, ooh
I don’t give a damn what the preacher ever tell y’all
Jesus, Muhammad, ain’t comin’, woo
I’mma tell y’all what the ancestors shoulda done did when they seen the first boat comin, yeah
Killed every man, child, woman, yeah
Killed every damn thing on it, yeah
Killed everything if it looked European, send it back to the Queen like, ho
You ever step your foot in Kemet, bitch we slit your throat
We send them funny fuck boy preacher types back to the Pope
Fuck is you? Fuck your Zeus or fuck Medusa
This the school of Shaka Zulu
Fast forward to the future, choppa do you
We done dyin’ and they cryin’ and we screamin’ hallelujah
When them crackas ask why say we did it for Lumumba, fucker

[Hook: B. Rossi]
Forty acres and a Muller
I spent my reparations on the jeweler
I bought a timepiece, now ain’t no lookin’ back
Now ask them muthafuckas what the fuck they lookin’ at
Uh, forty acres and a mule, forty acres and a mule
These niggas actin’ fuckin’ fools for forty acres and a mule

[Verse 3: T.I.]
Load up my clip off a Zimmerman
Filling my pocket with Benjamins
Who the fuck are you? I been a man
Them crackers see me "oh not him again"
Take your ass out the trap middle finger to Trump
Fuck the police, they crooked as they come
They pull you over and know you legit
Ask you for your license, when you reach then they dump
Now the prison yard like the cotton field
House nigga’s snitchin’, that’s what got ’em killed
Nigga thought he made it cause he got a deal
First album suppo’ been outta here
Not quite dude, back to selling blow
On some 24s I’mma send it here, learn to stay silent
Learn more on these streets then they did in they college
I’m certified, don’t murder guys
But my niggas still far from civilized
Kill for anything but civil rights be the murder case
Cause a nigga like, they heard it from the king, from the king
What you mean, bitch?
Trade my forty acres from my mule and my necklace, yeah

[Hook: B. Rossi]
Forty acres and a Muller
I spent my reparations on the jeweler
I bought a timepiece, now ain’t no lookin’ back
Now ask them muthafuckas what the fuck they lookin’ at
Uh, forty acres and a mule, forty acres and a mule
These niggas actin’ fuckin’ fools for forty acres and a mule

Tony Bennett – The Lady Is A Tramp (Tony Bennett Celebrates 90 Album)

She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight (I am starving)
She loves the theater, but she never comes late
I never bother, with people that I hate
That’s why this chick is a tramp

She doesn’t like crap games, with barons and earls
Won’t go to Harlem, in ermines and pearls
And I definitely won’t dish out dirt, with the rest of those girls (Thank-you)
That’s why the lady is a tramp

I love the free, fresh wind in my hair
Life without care, oh I’m so broke, it’s old
I hate California, it’s crowded and damp
That’s why the lady is a tramp (I am a tramp)

Sometimes I go to Coney Island, oh the beach is divine
And I love the Yankees, Jeeter’s just fine
I follow Rogers and Heart, she sings every line
That’s why the lady is a tramp

I love a prizefight, that isn’t a fake (no fakes)
I love to row boat with you and your wife on Central Park lake
She goes to Opera and stays wide awake (yes, I do)
That’s why this lady is a tramp

She likes the green (green) grass (grass) under her shoes
What can I lose, ’cause I got no dough (oh no?)
I’m all alone when I lower my lamp
That’s why the lady is a tramp

Go!

I love your free fresh, I love your handkerchief in my hair
Life without care, but I am so broke, that’s oak
Hates California it’s cold and it’s damp
That’s why the lady is a tramp
That’s why this lady is a tramp
That’s why the lady is a tramp

Tony Bennett – The Good Life (Tony Bennett Celebrates 90 Album)

Oh, the good life, full of fun seems to be the ideal
Mm, the good life lets you hide all the sadness you feel
You won’t really fall in love for you can’t take the chance
So please be honest with yourself, don’t try to fake romance

It’s the good life to be free and explore the unknown
Like the heartaches when you learn you must face them alone
Please remember I still want you, and in case you wonder why
Well, just wake up, kiss the good life goodbye

Tony Bennett – I’ve Got The World On A String (Tony Bennett Celebrates 90 Album)

I’ve got the world on a string, sittin’ on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
What a world, what a life, I’m in love!
I’ve got a song that I sing
I can make the rain go, anytime I move my finger
Lucky me, can’t you see, I’m in love
Life is a beautiful thing, as long as I hold the string
I’d be a silly so and so, if I should ever let go
I’ve got the world on a string, sittin’ on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
What a world, what a life, I’m in love
Life is a beautiful thing, as long as I hold the string
I’d be a silly so and so, if I should ever let go
I’ve got the world on a string, sittin’ on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
What a world
Man this is the life
And now I’m so in love!

Tony Bennett – New York State Of Mind (Tony Bennett Celebrates 90 Album)

Some folks like to get away,
Take a holiday from the neighborhood.
Hop a flight to Miami Beach or to Hollywood.
But I’m takin’ a Greyhound on the Hudson River line.
I’m in a New York state of mind.

I’ve seen all the movie stars in their fancy cars and their limousines.
Been high in the Rockys under the evergreens.
I know what I’m needin’, and I don’t want to waste more time.
I’m in a New York state of mind.

It was so easy livin’ day by day
Out of touch with the rhythym and blues
But now I need a little give and take
The New York Times, the Daily News.

It comes down to reality, and it’s fine with me cause I’ve let it slide.
I don’t care if it’s Chinatown or on Riverside.
I don’t have any reasons.
I left them all behind.
I’m in a New York state of mind.
Oh yeah.

It was so easy living day by day
Out of touch with the rhythym and blues
But now I need a little give and take
The New York Times, the Daily News.
Who, oh, oh whoa who.

It comes down to reality, and it’s fine with me cause I’ve let it slide.
I don’t care if it’s Chinatown or on Riverside.
I don’t have any reasons.
I left them all behind.
I’m in a New York state of mind.

I’m just taking a Greyhound on the Hudson River line.
Cause I’m in a, I’m in a New York state of mind.

Tony Bennett – I Can’t Give You Anything But Love (Tony Bennett Celebrates 90 Album)

[Lady Gaga]
I can’t give you anything but love, baby
That’s the only thing I’ve plenty of, baby
Dream awhile, scheme awhile, you´re sure to find
Happiness and I guess, all those things you’ve always pined for

Gee, I’d like to see you looking swell, Tony
With Diamond bracelets Tiffany’s doesn’t sell, baby
Till that lucky day you know darn well
Oh I can’t give you anything but love

[Tony Bennett]
I can’t give you anything but love, Lady
That’s the only thing I’ve plenty of, Lady
Dream a while, scheme awhile, you’re sure to find
Happiness and I guess, all the things you’ve always pined for

How’d you like to see me looking swell, Lady
Diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn’t sell, Gaga

[Duet]
Till that lucky day, you know darn well, Baby
Oh, I can’t give you anything
I don’t want just anything
Oh, I can’t give you anything but love

Tony Bennett – A Kiss To Build A Dream On (Tony Bennett Celebrates 90 Album)

Give me a kiss to build a dream on
And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss
Sweetheart, I ask no more than this
A kiss to build a dream on
Give me a kiss before you leave me
And my imagination will feed my hungry heart
Leave me one thing before we part
A kiss to build a dream on
When I’m alone with my fancies…i’ll be with you
Weaving romances…making believe they’re true
Give me your lips for just a moment
And my imagination will make that moment live
Give me what you alone can give
A kiss to build a dream on
When I’m alone with my fancies…
I’ll be with you
Weaving romances…making believe they’re true
Give me a kiss to build a dream on
And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss
Ah sweetheart, I ask no more than this
A kiss to build a dream on

Tony Bennett – Visions (Tony Bennett Celebrates 90 Album)

People hand in hand
Have I lived to see the milk and honey land?
Where hate’s a dream and love forever stands
Or is this a vision in my mind?

The law was never passed
But somehow all men feel they’re truly free at last.
Have we really gone this far through space and time
Or is this a vision in my mind?

I’m not one who make believes
I know that leaves are green
They only turn to brown when autumn comes around
I know just what I say
Today’s not yesterday
And all things have an ending

But what I’d like to know
Is could a place like this exist so beautiful
Or do we have to find our wings and fly away
To the vision in our mind?

I’m not one who make believes
I know that leaves are green
They only change to brown when autumn comes around
I know just what I say
Today’s not yesterday
And all things have an ending

But what I’d like to know
Is could a place like this exist so beautiful
Or do we have to take our wings and fly away
To the visions in our minds?

Tony Bennett – La Vie En Rose (Tony Bennett Celebrates 90 Album)

Hold me close and hold me fast.
This magic spell you cast;
This is la vie en rose.

When you kiss me, heaven sighs.
And though I close my eyes
I see la vie en rose.
When you press me to your heart,
I’m in a world apart.
A world where roses bloom.

And when you speak,
Angels fly from above.
Everyday words seem to turn
Into love songs.

Give your heart and soul to me.
Babe, it’s gonna be
La vie en rose.

Mm, when you press me to your heart,
I’m in a world apart.
A world where roses bloom.

And when you speak,
Angels fly from above.
Everyday words seem to turn
Into love songs.

Give your heart, your soul to me.
Babe, it’s gonna be
La vie en rose.

Tony Bennett – Autumn Leaves (Tony Bennett Celebrates 90 Album)

The falling leaves
Drift by the window
The autumn leaves
Of red and gold

I see your lips
The summer kisses
The sunburned hands
I used to hold

Since you went away
The days grow long
And soon I’ll hear
Old winter’s song

But I miss you most of all
My darling
When autumn leaves
Start to fall

Tony Bennett – Who Cares? (Tony Bennett Celebrates 90 Album)

Let it rain and thunder,
Let a million firms go under.
I am not concerned with
Stocks and bonds that Ive been burned with!

I love you and you love me
And that’s how it will always be
And nothing else can ever mean a thing

Who cares what the public chatters
Loves the only thing that matters

Who cares if the sky cares to fall in the sea
Who cares what banks fail in Yonkers
Long as you’ve got a kiss that conquers?

Why should I care?
Life is one long jubilee,
So long as I care for you
And you care for me!

Who cares how history rates me
As long as your kiss intoxicates me?

Why should I care?
Life is one long jubilee,
So long as I care for you
And you care for me!

Tony Bennett – The Best Is Yet To Come (Tony Bennett Celebrates 90 Album)

Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum
You came along and everything’s startin’ to hum
Still, it’s a real good bet, the best is yet to come
The best is yet to come and babe, won’t that be fine?
You think you’ve seen the sun, but you ain’t seen it shine
Wait till the warm-up’s underway
Wait till our lips have met
Wait till you see that sunshine day
You ain’t seen nothin’ yet
The best is yet to come and babe, won’t it be fine?
The best is yet to come, come the day you’re mine
Come the day you’re mine
I’m gonna teach you to fly
We’ve only tasted the wine
We’re gonna drain the cup dry
Wait till your charms are right for these arms to surround
You think you’ve flown before, but you ain’t left the ground
Wait till you’re locked in my embrace
Wait till I draw you near
Wait till you see that sunshine place
Ain’t nothin’ like it here
The best is yet to come and babe, won’t it be fine?
The best is yet to come, come the day you’re mine
Ohh
Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum
You came along and everything’s

Tony Bennett – I Left My Heart In San Francisco (Tony Bennett Celebrates 90 Album)

The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gray
The glory that was Rome is of another day
I’ve been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan
I’m going home to my city by the Bay
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars
The morning fog may chill the air, I don’t care
My love waits there in San Francisco
Above the blue and windy sea
When I come home to you, San Francisco
Your golden sun will shine for me

Tony Bennett – How Do You Keep The Music Playing? (Tony Bennett Celebrates 90 Album)

How do you keep the music playing?
How do you make it last?
How do you keep the song from fading too fast?

How do you lose yourself to someone
And never lose your way?
How do you not run out of new things to say?

And since we know we’re always changing
Why should it be the same?
And tell me how year after year
You’re sure your heart will fall apart
Each time you hear the name?

I know the way you feel for her
It’s now or never
The more I love the more that I’m afraid
That in her eyes I may not see forever

Forever
If we can be the best of lovers
Yet be the best of friends

If we can try with everyday to make it better as it grows
With any luck, then I suppose
The music never ends

I know (How do you keep the music playing?)
The way I feel for her, it’s now or never
(How do you make it last)
The more I love the more that I’m afraid
That in your eyes I may not see forever

Forever
If we can be the best of lovers
Yet be the best of friends

If we can try with everyday to make it better as it grows
With any luck, then I suppose
The music never, never, never ends

Bon Jovi – This House Is Not For Sale (Live From The London Palladium/2016) (This House Is Not For Sale Album)

These four walls have a got a story to tell
The door is off the hinges, there’s no wish in the well
Outside the sky is coal black and the streets are on fire
The picture windows cracked and there’s no where to run
I know, I know
This house is not for sale
I set each stone and I hammered each nail
This house is not for sale
Where memories live and the dream don’t fail
This house is not for sale
Coming home
I’m coming home
Drove a spike into the ground and I staked my claim
Standing on the dirt where they’ll dig my grave
Now what built these walls is in my veins
No time for looking back, the wolf is at the door
This heart, this soul
This house is not for sale
I set each stone and I hammered each nail
This house is not for sale
Where memories live and the dream don’t fail
This house is not for sale
Coming home
I’m coming home
This house was built on trust
That’s what it is and always was
No wrecking ball could knock it down
This house was built on higher ground
I set each stone and I hammered each nail
This house is not for sale
Where memories live and the dream don’t fail
This house is not for sale
Coming home
I’m coming home
Coming home
I’m coming home (this house is not for sale)
Coming home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home (this house is not for sale)

Bon Jovi – Living With The Ghost (Live From The London Palladium/2016) (This House Is Not For Sale Album)

Marry me to the blue sky
Bury me in that long last drop of hard rain
Meet me where they stop time
That’s you to me on the shovel that’s digging this grave
Till I can waltz on a moonbeam
Till I can find a way to return all tears into wine
I’ll hitch my ride to a day dream
Can’t unkiss the lips that love is leaving behind
I ain’t living with the ghost
No future living in the past
I’ve seen that hate has done to hop
Tomorrow wasn’t built to last
I ain’t living with the ghost
How can I scream, I’m scared to breathe
I wrote each word, you gave the toast
But we were fire and gasoline
I ain’t living with the ghost
I set my sails over wheat fields
Rode waves of amber let a new sun shine on my face
I dropped the sword, put down my shield
I left your scars for the stars guiding my way
I traded hurting for healing
I must admit that I was reeling now I’m feeling just fine
Traded nightmares for dreaming
Go tell your shadows that I got out alive
I ain’t living with the ghost
No future living in the past
I’ve seen what hurt has done to hope I found the tree I cut the rope
Tomorrow wasn’t built to last
I ain’t living with the ghost
How can I scream, I’m scared to breathe
I wrote each word, you gave the toast
But we were fire and gasoline
I ain’t living with the ghost
Last night I had this dream
I saw a man wash his feet in the church holy water
He worked up to his knees
From his arms to his neck said I’m over in my head
He was crying trying to get some relief
Lord, I’m just trying to get some relief
I had this dream
That man was me
I ain’t living with the ghost
No future living in the past
I’ve seen what hurt has done to hope
I found the tree I cut the rope
Tomorrow wasn’t built to last
I ain’t living with the ghost
How can I scream, I’m scared to breathe
I wrote each word, you gave the toast
But we were fire and gasoline
Now I ain’t living with the ghost

Bon Jovi – Knockout (Live From The London Palladium/2016) (This House Is Not For Sale Album)

Everyday I wake up with my back against the wall
Anytime you get up someone wants to see you fall
If you’re afraid to lose it all, you’re never gonna win
I’ll be giving you the finger
Sticking out my chin
Boom, boom, boom
Here comes the boom, boom, boom

Here comes the knockout
My time is right now
Turning your lights out
I’m throwing down
Here comes the knockout
Until the last round
I’m throwing down
Go start a fire, go start a fight
No regrets, this is your life
Here comes the knockout
My time is right now
I’m throwing down

Are you living in a nightmare
Are you living in a dream?
Do you stand for something
Will you fall for anything
It’s easier to count me out but you can count me in
Cause I’m giving you the finger
Sticking out my chin
Boom, boom, boom
Here comes the boom, boom, boom

Here comes the knockout
My time is right now
Turning your lights out
I’m throwing down
Here comes the knockout
Until the last round
I’m throwing down
Go start a fire, go start a fight
No regrets, this is your life
Here comes the knockout
My time is right now
I’m throwing down, down, down
Down, down
Throwing down, down, down
Down, down

Did you really live your life
Or did it pass you by?
What’s it take to tell yourself
You really were alive
Look me in the eye

Here comes the knockout
My time is right now
Turning your lights out
I’m throwing down
Here comes the knockout
Until the last round
I’m throwing down
Go start a fire, go start a fight
No regrets, this is your life
Here comes the knockout
My time is right now
I’m throwing down

Bon Jovi – Born Again Tomorrow (Live From The London Palladium/2016) (This House Is Not For Sale Album)

If you were born again tomorrow

You’ve seen it, that’s not what you wanted
Ain’t gonna say the sky is falling
You gotta read between the lines
Stop waiting for a sign
Who’s gonna live your life?

Yeah, you don’t have to look back to see where we are
The future’s looking brighter than a handful of stars
You gotta hold on, hold on, be strong

If you were born again tomorrow
Would you live your life like yesterday?
If you were born again tomorrow
I wouldn’t live my life any other way

Don’t have to end up where you started
Heaven loves the broken hearted
You learn from your mistakes
Bones grow stronger when they break
Who said the scars don’t fade?

Yeah, you don’t have to look back to see where we are
The future’s looking brighter than a handful of stars
You gotta hold on, hold on, you gotta be strong

If you were born again tomorrow
Would you live your life like yesterday?
If you were born again tomorrow
I wouldn’t live my life any other way

Would you relive every moment?
Would you tear out any page?
If you were born again tomorrow
I wouldn’t live my life any other way
Any other way, hey, hey, hey
Any other way, hey, hey

If you were born again tomorrow
Would you live your life like yesterday?
If you were born again tomorrow
I wouldn’t live my life any other way

Would you relive every moment?
Would you tear out any page?
If you were born again tomorrow
I wouldn’t live my life any other way

Any other way
Born again tomorrow
If you were born again tomorrow
Born again tomorrow

Bon Jovi – Roller Coaster (Live From The London Palladium/2016) (This House Is Not For Sale Album)

[Verse 1]
I see you thinking twice
Wish I could read your mind
Move up or out of line
Too late for praying
I know we might lose our breath
We might be scared to death
This chance is like a step
Just got to take it
Countdown to here we go

[Chorus]
Hold on tight, slide a little closer
Up so high stars are on our shoulders
Time flies by, don’t close your eyes
Kiss by kiss, love is like a thrill ride
What goes up might take us upside down
Life ain’t a merry go round

[Post-Chorus]
It’s a roller coaster
It’s a roller coaster

[Verse 2]
Can’t lie and won’t pretend
I know what’s ’round the bend
Too late to start again
Won’t take it slower
Let’s slip right off these tracks
We’ll fly or we might crash
Don’t look down, don’t look back
‘Cause it ain’t over

[Chorus]
Hold on tight, slide a little closer
Up so high stars are on our shoulders
Time flies by, don’t close your eyes
Kiss by kiss, love is like a thrill ride
What goes up might take us upside down
Life ain’t a merry go round

[Post-Chorus]
It’s a roller coaster
It’s a roller coaster

[Bridge]
Countdown to here we go

[Chorus]
So hold on tight, slide a little closer
Up so high the stars are on our shoulders
It’s a roller coaster
Kiss by kiss, love is like a thrill ride
What goes up might take us upside down
Life ain’t a merry go round

[Post-Chorus]
It’s a roller coaster
It’s a roller coaster
Roller coaster
It’s a roller coaster

Bon Jovi – New Year’s Day (Live From The London Palladium/2016) (This House Is Not For Sale Album)

The midnight bells are ringing
A ship is setting sail
A newborn baby’s crying
As lovers say farewell

I’m singing hallelujah
Amen, the angels say
Let’s hope tomorrow finds us
It’s New Year’s Day

Let’s toast to new beginnings okay
Raise up a glass and say
For all of our tomorrows
And what was yesterday come on

I’m singing carpe diem
I’m saying seize the day
Come on, let’s live forever
It’s New Year’s Day

Where does the time go
Just watch the wind blow
Sha la la la
It’s New Year’s Day
Green does the grass grow
Outside my window
Sha la la la
It’s New Year’s Day

This message in a bottle
The wisdom of the wine
It’s just a rainy Monday
This isn’t Auld Lang Syne

I’m singing hallelujah
Amen, the angels say
Let’s hope tomorrow finds us
It’s New Year’s Day

Bon Jovi – The Devil’s In The Temple (Live From The London Palladium/2016) (This House Is Not For Sale Album)

[Verse 1]
This was a church
A house full of prayer
It ain’t that now
I could tear it down
There’s thieves at the altar
A snake wears the crown
Handing you coal, swearing it’s gold

[Chorus]
Look what they’ve done to this house of love
It’s too late to turn the river to blood
The savior’s come and gone, we’re all out of time
The devil’s in the temple and he ain’t no friend of mine

[Verse 2]
I’d turn things around
I would if I could
Crash through the gates
Break every chain
Jail for the jailers
Sing freedom’s song
Amazing grace
Burn down this place

[Chorus]
Look what they’ve done to this house of love
It’s too late to turn the river to blood
The savior’s come and gone, we’re all out of time
The devil’s in the temple and he ain’t no friend of mine

[Bridge]
Look what they’ve done to this house of love
Look what they’ve done to this house of love
The devil’s in the temple and he’s making a mess
Got the Mona Lisa, got his hands up her dress
The gun is in his hand but he ain’t gonna confess
He lies

[Chorus]
Look what they’ve done to this house of love
It’s too late to turn river to blood
The saviors come and gone, we’re all out of time
The devil’s in the temple and he ain’t no friend of mine
The devil’s in the temple and he ain’t no friend of mine
The devil’s in the temple and he ain’t no friend of mine