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B.o.B – Pow Wow (Elements Album)

[Intro]
We will ensure that our government never opens the door to the use of cloning… for human reproduction. It is dangerous, profoundly wrong and has no place in our society or any society. This order is an important step in advancing–

But when everything comes out it’s going to blow the lid off of everything, because this is the biggest damn story in human history, and it’s simply this: You are not alone and you have never been alone

[Verse 1]
Bobby Ray, Bandz
Bobby Ray ha-ha
Show your belly button if you ain’t a clone
Show your belly button if you ain’t a clone
Show your belly button if you ain’t a clone
If you a surrogate you homegrown
Why you still got them damn panties on?
Why you still on your damn camera phone?
Bobby Ray Bandz on Genghis Khan
Walking in with the damn Daniels on
Haters on my dick, no I ain’t alone
Airports sell too much damn cologne
State niggas wear too much damn cologne
Pack so loud smell it through the phone
Bob when you gonna write a book for shits sake?
But niggas don’t read so I keep making mixtapes
I keep making mixtapes
Everyone I meet shop a beat or a mixtape
See they plan to enslave
And make a billion dollars just off inmates
Clone meat your intake
Chicken look like it do nothing but lift weights
And you just fixed the big plate
Kids looking grown by fifth grade
Other day I saw a baby in a stroller
Little nigga had a goatee and a temp fade
Goatee and a temp fade, goatee and a temp fade, goatee and a temp fade
If chemtrails are clouds when I pee it’s lemonade
Over and out, air force flying over my house
Helicopters flying over the crib
We get it, you know where I live
No fucks, you know what I give
No chill, fuck Neil he’s a shill
Cornrows, my Achilles heel
Get harder than malaria still
Get harder than surgical steel
I give it to her she like, ‘Hercules real’
Word to the tower I’m a modern day seal
Verbally kill, I hurt you for real
I’m from the city where the goons often lurking the field
And if the cops don’t kill then the murderers will
Can’t hire these stripes, gotta earn them for real
How you gon’ search for whats real
When all the preachers that you worship be perverted for real
And this will never play on syndicated radio
Cause that’s just the way it goes

[Hook]
Yeah, in my bloodline, uh
Cherokee in my bloodline, yeah
Cheekbones in my bloodline, yeah
Weed shows in my bloodline, yeah
In my bloodline, in my bloodline, in my bloodline
Wanna cross me out like a plus sign, uh

[Verse 2]
What’s behind a supernatural, is it actual?
I blow your mind like explosives in a cantaloupe
A stick of dynamite in your cantaloupe
Astral project, I astral catapult
What the fuck you laughing for?
Chain hang from my clavicle
You were inside of my admiral
Eat you like an enzyme or a cannibal
Like I’m holding election with Hannibal Lecter
Tied up in the stretcher hitting on a professor
Man I roll up the lettuce
Get stoned like Rosetta
Too faded tryna hold it together
You’ve been demoted a letter
You slow enough to trigger motion detector
You could lead a horse to water but you can’t make him drink
You can lead someone to knowledge but you can’t make him think, Bandz

[Hook]
Yeah, in my bloodline, uh
Cherokee in my bloodline, yeah
Cheekbones in my bloodline, yeah
Weed shows in my bloodline, yeah
In my bloodline, in my bloodline, in my bloodline
Wanna cross me out like a plus sign, uh

B.o.B – Break The Rules (Elements Album)

[Intro: B.o.B & Police Officer]
How you doing sir?
Hey how you doing?
Good. Real quick man, reason why I stopped you, you know it’s a 55, you’re doing 91
Uh, I-
What’s the hurry man?
I’m taking my girl out on a date tonight
You don’t got any more marijuana in the car do you?
Nah
No, you smoke it all?
Yup
Alright, what I’m gonna get you to do, is just uh, don’t- don’t touch that gun, alright man?
Alright
Will you just step on out here real quick with me, okay?
Alright

[Hook]
I don’t make the rules
I just break the rules
Best stay in tune
Cause I’m breaking news
I pay my dues
I done paid my dues
Can’t tell me shit
Don’t know you dudes

[Verse 1]
I’m so Un-Traditional, you so regular, you so basic, you so unoriginal
Not a second go by that I’m not offending you
They say "Bob ain’t Hip-Hop" I don’t know why, I guess it must be the stage name
Now put me on the track with any M.C., motherfucker know you better bring your A-Game
And they say I need to clean my lyrics, to a child it sounds suggestive
Okay, I do that when the fucking government stops harbouring child molestors
In a time when you could be face down arrested, and get shot if you sound aggressive
And here I go
Trying to break through to the troubled youth but I guess I can’t cause your child was sheltered
How protective is too protective
How neglected is too neglected
How every year it’s a new Flu Epidemic
How every year it’s a new terrorist group with nuclear weapons
Can’t be coincidental, orchestrated like an instrumental
If you use your mental, life ain’t complicated, this shit is usually simple

[Hook]
I don’t make the rules
I just break the rules
Best stay in tune
Cause I’m breaking news
I pay my dues
I done paid my dues
Can’t tell me shit
Don’t know you dudes

[Verse 2]
Owe you shit? I don’t owe you shit
And you know that shit, and you know that shit
I won’t Coexist with no bogus bitch
Poof, be gone, Hocus Pocus bitch
Got no time for clown ass niggas
[?] full of gossip niggas
Word on the street, you a bottom nigga
Old private party illuminati member
Bobby don’t give no fucks, oh no
Talk all that shit on the photo, Top all that shit on the timeline
When they see me they still want a photo
I call that free promo
This shit is amazing, this is the awakening
History in the making
They want me to behave but I can’t cause I can not be bought
There is not a journey that can not be sought
I plan to embark
Is there light at the end of the ship (?)
How can we evolve?
A nation of children that can not be taught
They say this shit is just cannabis talk, but without it my thoughts are just crammed in a vault

[Hook]
I don’t make the rules
I just break the rules
Best stay in tune
Cause I’m breaking news
I pay my dues
I done paid my dues
Can’t tell me shit
Don’t know you dude

[Outro:]
No ticket?
Nope
Aw
Praise the lord!

B.o.B – They Live (Elements Album)

[B.o.B]
On the weekday
Don’t be surprised, don’t be surprised
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)

Walk like us
They even talk like us(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Walk wa-walk like us
But they are not like us(Ha, ha, ha, ha)

On the weekday
You can see the signs, you can see the signs
They wear the disguise

Look into the mind’s eye
There’s nowhere to hide, ah
Frosting covered lies, ah-a-a-aah
Whispers from afar
We know who you are, ah
Windows to the stars, ah a-ah aaah

Walk like us
They even talk like us(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Walk wa-walk like us
But they are not like us(Ha, ha, ha, ha)

On the weekday
You can see the signs, you can see the signs
Don’t be surprised
On the weekday
Read between the lines, read between the lines
They wear the disguise

Look into the mind’s eye
There’s nowhere to hide, aah
Frosting coated lies, ah-a-a-aah
Whispers from afar
We know who you are, a a aah
Windows to the stars, aha a ahah

Aha ha-aaha-a-aah-aaaaah x8

(Ha ha ha ha…) x4

B.o.B – Earthquake (Elements Album)

[B.o.B]
Born into competition
With a feeling that something’s missing
Bred in a corn addiction
With a synthetic composition
On the brink of a civil war
Or the forming of one religion?
I wonder what came first
Dinosaurs or Darwinism?
Pledging allegiance to a flag
Since elementary
Writing curses in cursive and casting spells
Stung by the spelling bee
And they says congratulations
You graduated
From slavery
To paid slavery
You actually made it!
Here! Take this gown and cap and wave it
Like a celebration of going to school just to get a job to pay for it
Like a nation that traded it’s minerals in exchange for paper payment
Here, these are your gods, you have to praise ’em
I wonder who we’d worship if we weren’t captured and traded
Consider this my affidavit
Yo, It’s the ruling class
Here to rule yo ass
Prescription drug thug cocaine mule yo ass
Agricultural skills sure would suit yo ass
But they say, living off the land is a useless path
Here, work for dead Presidents, HA! fooled yo ass
Any revolutionaries, they remove yo ass
Fast, click clack, quick blast, in a flash
Whiplash from the kickback of the impact
Push yo shit back
As long as my head is intact
I’ll be as political as I want
Because I get taxed
Nah, this ain’t no fuckin diss track, to distract
Or useless chit chat, or syntax, or
Who’s ass is this fat and who has a six pack
Who’s batting this average, or
Compare his passes to his passes
There’s a thousand sports channels
You can get this package, or this package
Who’s this savage?
Hey, let’s compare your emotional baggage to my emotional baggage
And see who calls each other bitch fastest
Haters go out they way to fuck up my day
But I ain’t even worried about your bitch asses
And it’s quite the optic, hard to take your eyes off it
They make the sky toxic
Prescribe the antibiotic
Make a high profit, divide the margin
You could die off it
If you do, they hide the autopsy
What the fuck are you supposed to do?
Morgellons in your kosher food
What the fuck is even kosher food?
Third generation crops won’t produce
Be careful who you keep close to you
I’m from Atlanta, but shots out to my Oakland crew
They say, "Bobby Ray, the older you is overdue"
I say hey, sorry I got a little caught up exposing truths
I used to think, what would Hova do?
Now I think, what the fuck would Macho Man and Hulk Hogan do?
Now, if Steve Austin was America, and the Rock was Afghanistan
Then Russia and China would be Triple HHH
And the Illuminati would be Vince Macmahon
Now when the haters are The Undertaker
The crowd doesn’t stand a chance
When the international bankers are walking through the stands
Slide yo ass some Xan
You think you a fan but you really just a lamb
Niggas start trends every day but don’t never get no pair of Vans
What the fuck is an advance?
Niggas live on colored people time
What the fuck is in advance?
Tsh, I don’t fucking understand
I just want my fucking bandz
I’m a walking talking human conundrum
Like a Muslim going HAM
Looking for the promised land
False stories of Christopher Columbus
Holding Pocahontas’ hand
Black History is the shortest month
I just hope you understand, when the
Native Indians don’t get shit but
Thanksgiving and some yams, like
Here, here’s a few casinos, huhh, sorry we took all your land, huhh
Well, let’s just move on, because, America’s great!
Man I fucking love it
Democratic or Republic
Lightning rod, change the subject
All of these religions, I’m glad I found one
All of these beliefs and mine’s the right one
Trying to process all this info you hide from
Till you wake the fuck up out on the advice son
Culture and religion condition your mind hon’
Whatever’s prohibited, imma defy them
The smell of freedom is making my eyes run
To authority, i’m the antithesis
I’m not a pacifist, or a philantropisist
I don’t got all the answersises
I just got a louder mic, and better stanzasas, bitch
Oh i’m sorry, did I offend you?
What the fuck you think goes on in schools you send your kids to?
What the fuck you think they serve for lunch, what’s on the menu?
That’s why only ratchet shit is what these kids is into
A language comprehendable
Friends do what they friends do
People act so fucking hard but really they just gentle
Psychological children
Grownups with issues
Grownups with children
Who grow up with issues
Cancer tissues
Abandonment, misuse
Subliminal marketing screaming, "Here, let me fix you
I have the cure
I have the remedy
I am the savior
I am not the enemy
But give me your money, give me your money, give me your money!"
Everybody’s in debt
But this is a free country!
They dock your pay, what a mockery
Why you on the clock
Hickory, dickory, dockery
They want cable, they want coffee, they want comedy
Anything to take they mind off being property
Trying to say it properly
Working on my tact
But I am the anomaly
They know i’m the shit like a elio-colonoscopy
They know i’m the shit by just looking at my discography
They know i’ve been sent to awake this idiocracy
Mass media, hipocrisy
Turn you into a worker bee
Harvest the honey tree
I’m just being honest, b
Mother Earth quakes underneath
Father Sky, up above the sea
God the father, the sky
Son of God, the Sun
Amun Ra, the Eye
No more Amen
No more folding hands goodbye
Adios, au revoir, bandz

B.o.B – Fingerprint (Elements Album)

[Newscast Intro]

[He’s Got The Whole World In His Hands – Sample]
You and me brother, in his hands
He’s got a you and me sister, in his hands
He’s got you and me brother, in his hands
He’s got the whole world in his hands

(aaww, aww)

[Chorus: B.o.B]
This world is not what you think it is
This world is not what you think it is
(Aaw aw)
This world is not what you think it is
Am I the hand that moves or the fingerprint?

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Ahh
Fingertips
World is at my fingertips
Reefer in my cuticles
Police want my fingerprints
Count the fucks I give, on my left hand if I was fingerless
Middle finger shit
Tell the hookah girl to bring some tips, uh
Fingerprints identical to a geniuses’
Blame my temper, I don’t say it unless I mean the shit
What’s the difference between the critics and the hypocrits?
Same difference between the re-blood-blicans and demo-crips
Bandz

[Chorus]
This world is not what you think it is
This world is not what you think it is
This world is not what you think it is
Am I the hand that moves or the fingerprint?

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
Why the cost of living so overpriced?
Keep my lawyers on retainer like an overbite
When you the stoner type
A lot of weed be overhyped
Half a pound of more, a quarter won’t suffice
You see what my composures like
Been on the road for forty nights
Never make a ho your wife
But these days heaux is life
Always got something in the air like Poltergeist
There’s your want
An activity, paranormal
I feel it in every corner, aroma of marijuana
By now this shit should be legal on every corner
That’ll happen once they get profits off every grower
Madness, I see Babylon and it’s crashing
I’m asking, why this was crafted, who is the admin?
The masses, feel like we’re captive in this contraption
I’m spazzin
I’m Captain Stabbin
Salute the savage
Bandz

[Hook]
You and me brother, in his hands
He’s got the whole world in his hands

(Aww aw)

[Chorus]
This world is not what you think it is
This world is not what you think it is
This world is not what you think it is
Am I the hand that moves or the fingerprint?

B.o.B – Air Bender (Elements Album)

[Intro]
Too real
Yeah, Yeah

[Verse 1]
Rush hour, fresh out the dealership
Me and my homies eat gefilte fish
I ain’t even worried about a silly bitch
Tell the feds chill with the censorship
Members only, I’m the only member with a membership
Trying real hard not to conversate with pessimists
Who always want to see you fall down like The London Bridge
Same song sung by a bunch of kids, can I live?
Tabloids watching which crib
Competition and the bitches got my name on they lips
Takin’ shots like 1 8 7 is they favorite offense
Real dawg, should’ve came with a fence
Smokin’ tree, baby I could pitch you a tent
Alot of windows don’t be selfish baby call you a friend
I should make ’em box for Benihana, wake up in the mornin’ feed em left over Benihana
Eatin’ sushi off her body no karate I’m the [?]
3 ninjas, Tum Tum, Colt, & Rocky
Bloodsport Van Damme
Polo can’t manage
Even with my eyes shut, I would never take damage.(Too Real)
You should build a room for the panic
Switch my whole style up
Capoeira fight dancing
Not to say I’m Bobby gettin’ fancy
I should probably change my name to Jamie
Soo Young lead me in a winehouse
Juntao kidnap her, throw her in the ‘cedes
Now the asian enjoyin them some dim sum
You don’t know about it need to get one
How the car new but the rims young?
You got the foreign whip? so what I’m on my 10th one

[Verse2]
Yeah, niggas we deep in this bitch, right?
Stacking on them niggas like ‘Jitsu
I’m a Great White you’re fish food
We should talk face to face like men do
But you too used to makin’ moves how a bitch move
Probably wear the same pad that your bitch use
I’m just tryna show you what you been through
Spinnin’ in the same circle like a rim do
OG in the game, strokes beard like Rick Rub’
Tokyo, they whippin’ in the caddy, we can drift too
When I drift through, bad bitch mixed with hindu
She got every shoe except issues
Bag full of money, MAC makeup and a Shih Tzu
Or sake shots for my little Geisha
She’d rather die than give up our location
She gone turn to Chun-Li in any altercation
I ain’t gon lie that kinda turn me on, fuck her in the ‘cedes
Jitsu, Jitsu, Jitsu, Jitsu

[Outro]
This is only the beginning, the road gets tougher, now that you’re a ninja, and if I told you that, I guess it would ruin the moment
So I’ll tell you later

B.o.B – Negative Space (Elements Album)

[Hook]
The things that we think but don’t really say
The feelings beneath, that never escape
We all try so hard to be something great
Sometimes we just need some negative space, some negative spac-Ehh, Ehh, Ehh, Ehh

[Verse]
And she said
You don’t love me like you used to
You don’t call me like you used to
You should do it like you used to
(Space)
We always knew this end in bad blood
Who thought the end would be so close
We always know this never add up
The watered gardens that don’t grow
We always knew this end in bad blood
Who thought the end would be so close
We always know this never add up
The watered gardens that don’t grow

And I feel your lust
I can feel your loneliness within your touch
I just wanna know how do we say trust
To make these empty promises that don’t mean much
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook]
The things that we think but don’t really say
The feelings beneath, that never escape
We all try so hard to be something great
Sometimes we just need some negative space, some negative spac-Ehh, Ehh, Ehh, Ehh

I feel your lust
And I can feel your loneliness within your touch
I just wanna know how do we say trust
To make this empty promises that don’t mean much
Yeah

B.o.B – Mercy Me (Elements Album)

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Yo, I don’t care who listening
I find it kind of sickening
We send billions to Israel
But shit on Flint, Michigan
A country founded off of immigrants
Now we want to build a wall to keep out all the immigrants
What you witnessing
Military exercises demonstrated on citizens
Anti-war petitioning
Drone strike incoming
Homeless vets decorate the street, can’t get no income in
How do you save a world that can’t be saved?
How do you raise a child that won’t behave? (Preach)
Waking up from the lies, I feel betrayed
I’m guessing the rabbit hole we dug was actually just a grave
Skeletons in the closet, they fossilized
Niggas want the truth sugar coated and carmelized
Life is like a science fiction book where the author dies
Well I ain’t dead yet cuz the hit hadn’t been authorized

[Chorus]
I hear freedom ringing but I won’t answer the phone
Because the people on the other end will not leave us alone
Mr. Officer I come in peace, just know I brought my piece
And if we can’t settle this peacefully, the violence will increase, yeah
I don’t condone racial divide, I won’t be cloned
I will survive, I walk alone
Look in my eye
So give me justice, give me peace
Or give my freedom back at least
So we can meet up in the street, you decide

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
Who you bow to?
Elected councils, full of scoundrels
Who now rule, the world around you
While wearing houseshoes
They clown you
You wear your house, or your whole house full
Regimes don’t die; they change they name and the accounts move
Life goes on with or without you
Words fall on deaf ears, I think they soundproof
The sound of justice makes us cringe
But how can we stand the sound?
You can’t even stand your ground
A noose around your neck, the sharpest minds will cut them down
Caught inside the web, the internet is tightly wound
Every day a hundred k feel more like a couple thou’
What’s a dollar to a pound?
What’s a pound to the crown?
Look, ay
I’m sick of waiting, man this flag i’m sick of waving
No more participating
Time to form our own nation
You call it integration, I call that discrimination
They say it’s risk i’m taking
I call it decision making

[Chorus]
I hear freedom ringing but I won’t answer the phone
Because the people on the other end will not leave us alone
Mr. Officer I come in peace, just know I brought my piece
And if we can’t settle this peacefully, the violence will increase, yeah
I don’t condone racial divide, I won’t be cloned
I will survive, I walk alone
Look in my eye
So give me justice, give me peace
Or give my freedom back at least
So we can meet up in the street, you decide

[Verse 3: B.o.B]
You not an activist, you’re more like a re-activist
False flags, crisis actors trying to re-enact some shit
Stories don’t match, I never believe half the shit
While they’re sneaking pass a law we’re easily distracted, ay
Trying to get through to these dense fucks
You’re too stupid to insult
I say the shit anybody can prove
I don’t know, guess if it rhymes it’s got to be true
Look, cheap tricks and fabricated speeches
Blonde hair, blue eyes – they even fabricated Jesus
Just look at the salary paid to teachers
It’s obvious they don’t want us to graduate into leaders
Clearly, in court videos don’t prove much
Why is news cameras in the courtroom, huh?
Even if it’s just a game, I hear the signal louder
I think I got the message, they don’t really care about us

[Chorus]
I hear freedom ringing but I won’t answer the phone
Because the people on the other end will not leave us alone
Mr. Officer I come in peace, just know I brought my piece
And if we can’t settle this peacefully, the violence will increase, yeah
I don’t condone racial divide, I won’t be cloned
I will survive, I walk alone
Look in my eye
So give me justice, give me peace
Or give my freedom back at least
So we can meet up in the street, you decide

[fade to interlude]
Oohh, oohh, ooh[x4]

B.o.B – Masters Of War (Elements Album)

Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin’
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it’s your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
While the young people’s blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You’ve thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain’t worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I’m young
You might say I’m unlearned
But there’s one thing I know
Though I’m younger than you
That even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could?
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death’ll come soon
I will follow your casket
By the pale afternoon
And I’ll watch while you’re lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I’ll stand o’er your grave
‘Til I’m sure that you’re dead

B.o.B – Bobby Neutron (Elements Album)

[Intro: B.o.B]
It watches me, It always watches me
It watches me, It always watches me
What I see, what I see
What I see, what I see

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Lookin’ ass
All them cameras, what you looking at?
With your crooked ass
I see you fuckers and I’m lookin’ back
What you think I’m a terrorist?
Shit I thought I was American
Shit you niggas hilarious
Shit I’m intelligent enough to know that I don’t need a president
The problems we face, whoever’s elected will never take care of’em
Why every country we ever invade speak Arabic?
I got to say, how many politicians does it take?
How many prayers does it take for grace?
Look it’s a war going on
It really don’t matter what country you from
It’s more than just bombs
The rich get the steak
The poor get the crumbs
It’s more going on
Life is horror for many but joyful for some
Blood on the corporate song
Where you think they get the bread to pay mortgages from?

[Chorus: B.o.B]
It watches me, It always watches me
It watches me, It always watches me
Wide eyes, Wide eyes
Wide eyes, Wide eyes

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
They say nothing is more important than winning
Even if you gotta forfeit your winnings
What That Make The Rap Game If Extortion Is Business
Is That Why All The Legends Have Unfortunate Endings
Of Course I’m Relentless
Lil’ Hoe, Of Course You Offended
It’s More Than The Conspiracy You See
Of Course It’s Intended
I’m Doing More Than Just Venting
They Doing More Than Just Killing, Shit
They Poison Everything That’s Why The Poor Get The Sickest
Now If You gargle raw Cranberry Juice For More Than 2 Minutes
(Haw Tew)
Spit It Out, You ‘Gon Have Morgellons in it
Of Course There’s No Indictment
Shit they endorse all the killings
The metamorphosis of mankind
The story’s tremendous
Bandz

[Chorus: B.o.B]
It watches me, It always watches me
It watches me, It always watches me
What I see, what I see
What I see, what I see

B.o.B – Stanley Kubrick (Elements Album)

[Hook]
Giant steps are what you take, walking on the moon
I hope my legs don’t break, walking on
Walking on the moon

[Verse 1]
B.o.B, what the hell you doing?
What the fuck does Stanley Kubrick have to do with
Astronauts and moon men
Who the hell you fooling?
Fuck you and this whole stupid flat Earth movement
Well, if you don’t like it sue, even science proves it
You’re a college student, shouldn’t be assuming
Green screen, sound stage, sound proofing
Time to film a movie shoot
Gotta use my tools in the glass case
Astronaut suit footprint don’t match the boot
Been to the moon once and ain’t been back since
And I’m just trying to figure out where the tax dollars went
NASA

[Hook]
Giant steps are what you take, walking on the moon
I hope my legs don’t break, walking on
Walking on the moon

[Verse 2]
Not a huge fan of the award for the best rapper
But they give the moon man award to the best actor
Guess we must go straight to the source and let’s ask NASA
Uh, how do you explain the occurrence of lunar waves?
Why do we only see one half of the lunar face?
How do you explain air bubbles if you in space?
Why is it so important to lie to the human race?
Million mile internet that travels light years
But they can’t show a space shuttle re-enter the atmosphere, okay
To blast off you gotta practice Freemasonry
An acronym that stands for Not A Space Agency

[Hook: B.o.B]
Some may say, I’m wishing my days away, no way
And if it’s the price I pay, some say
Tomorrow’s another day, you’ll stay
Walking on, walking on the moon

B.o.B – Vultures (Elements Album)

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
I See Savages, I Seen Savages
Battered Children, Shattered Families
Shots Fired Off So Quick So Fast You Would Think It’s On Accident
All Done For The Red For The White and The Blue, Like
Wait Who’s Flag Is This ? (USA)
And I Ask You Was It An Act Of Valor Or a Strange Reality (Huh)
And They Make Us Free Thinkers Feel Like We The Radicals (Huh)
But The World Is A Battlefield
And Right Now We The Establishment (Woo)
When It Comes To War There’s No Real Parameters
American Pie As The Sweet Distraction
From What’s Really Happening

[Chorus: B.o.B]
I Can See The Vultures, Fly Over Me
Watching Me All The Time
With Blood On Their Wings
I Feel ‘Em Getting Closer, Closer
I Feel ‘Em Getting Closer, Closer

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
See The Plan Is To Eradicate The Planet
Anyone Who Apposes Mysteriously Will Vanish
The Travesties Are Endless
The List Is Gigantic
The Stakes Have Been Raised
Time To Wheel In The Cannons
It’s Propaganda
And All They Gotta Do Is Turn On The Cameras
And They’ll Say Anything To Make It All Look Random (Make It All Look Random)
As They Hide The Keys To Unlock The Answers
Last Time I Check The Double Standard Is Not A Standard At All
And We Fall And We Struggle Just To Get Right Back Up And Then Fall
But We Climb And We Crawl And We Fight ‘Til It’s Off
And We Search Through The Dark
Trynna Make Sense Of These Dolls Just To Figure Out That It’s Flawed

[Chorus: B.o.B]
I Can See The Vultures, Fly Over Me
Watching Me All The Time
With Blood On Their Wings
I Feel ‘Em Getting Closer, Closer
I Feel ‘Em Getting Closer, Closer

[Outro: B.o.B]
Watching Over Me, Over Me
Trying To Get a Hand And Control Of Me (Contolling Me)x2
Trying To Get a Hand And Control Of Me

B.o.B – Escape (Elements Album)

[Verse 1: B.o.B.]
You feel that?
That’s the sound of the kids…
With no fucks to give
With no luck for shit because they didn’t grow up as rich
That’s the sound… That’s the sound
That’s the sound of niggas locked up in pen. Doing a bid with more time then they should give
That’s the sound of a oppressed nation, tired of chasing villains that don’t got no faces
That’s the sound of a nation that got no patience for faux proclamations
Warlocks in churches in sacred location
The sheriff’s a klans man and the judge is a mason
But how do I trust my own country and state that is more loyal to Satan then they are occupation?
The system is rigged if I vote will I change it?
Greed with consumers with no moderation
Blame for a beast I am not sure I created
I’m not sure I’m created, like I’m inside a game I am not sure that I am playing
It’s a whole operation
Whether it’s real or whether they staged it
Shit get so tense when I go out to places if I fuck around and sneeze in the air I can break it
And people feel so violated, you feel what I’m feeling before I can say it
Before I can step in the studio to lay it
I know what my role is I know I ain’t basic
But I guess the truth must hurt, I guess that’s why they are butt-hurt, all the secrets that I unearthed no stone left unturned
To learn to fly you have to jump first
I touched the sky that’s why I’m sunburned
I change a life in only one verse
Welcome to the 7th pinnacle
Somewhere between the metaphysical and hella spiritual
I’ve seen hell and hell is digital as well as visual
Hell is how they did the aboriginals
Hell is when the innocent get murdered and they don’t arrest the criminal
Oh my, oh my, oh my god, oh my god take the steering wheel for I have done something I didn’t intend to do! No interviews!
Pacing in my living room!
B.o.B. what has gotten into you
You wil’n dude you [censored] like you are invincible!
People asking me geese why you still living dude?
Shit I wonder why I’m living too!

[Verse 2: B.o.B.]
Why I’m living too
Why I’m living too
Say whats wrong with me? Shit whats wrong with you?
Cuz’ me I’m feeling good
Me, I’m in my zone I look up in the sky, and I know this can’t be home And I know I ain’t alone
They try to take your homie
They trying to sway the weak, and they try to break the strong. Huh
But I’m not a quitter
God’s child not God’s dinner
On God I’m godzilla
Try to plot, I’ll make the plot thicker Huh
See the middle class got a lot slimmer, and the upper class got a lot richer
They want a revolt
They want you to riot
They want you to try it
They want to provoke us to keep us divided, but the people are no longer quite
They say B.o.B. they are going to take you out if you keep rhyming this way!
Huh, I say fuck it we all going to die anyways

Noah Cyrus – Make Me (Cry) (feat. Labrinth) (Lyric Video)

[Chorus: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth & (Both)]
I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
(‘Cause all you ever do is make me)

[Verse 1: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth]
Gave you up ’bout 21 times
Felt those lips tell me 21 lies (yeah)
You’ll be the death of me
Sage advice
Love, lovin’ you could make Jesus cry

[Pre-Chorus: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth]
When I’m here you’re sayin’ "darlin’
Your kiss is like an antidote"
I’m fightin’ like I’m Ali
But you got me on the ropes

[Chorus: Both]
I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
Cause all you ever do is make me…

[Verse 2: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth]
Couldn’t hear the thunder
But I heard your heart race
Couldn’t see the rain
We’re too busy makin’ hurricanes (yeah)
Love ain’t easy when it ain’t my way
But it gets hard, when you ain’t here makin’ me crazy

[Pre-Chorus: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth]
Baby, say the word, darlin’
You know just how to hold the sucker down
So I see you in the morning
I can’t watch you walk out

[Chorus: Both]
I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
Cause all you ever do is make me

[Post-Chorus: Labrinth]
Cry
Cry
Cry

[Bridge: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth]
Hear the thunder
See the rain
Yeah
Keep on makin’ me cry
Yeah
Hey, hey yeah
Keep makin’ me scream and holler
Keep on makin’ me cry
You don’t know what you do to me
Hey, hey yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Both]
I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
Cause all you ever do is make me

Cheat Codes – Queen Elizabeth (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
Elizabeth
Elizabeth, she’s the girl next door
But she’s a little bit
Yeah, to me, she’s a little bit more
When I’m with her, then I feel like a king
Yes, I feel like a king
To be in her grace, I would do anything
I would do anything

[Pre-Chorus]
I would go down on my knees, down on my knees
Down on my knees, down on my knees, down on my knees
Down on my knees, down on my knees, down on my knees
Down on my knees, down on my knees, down on my

[Chorus]
Oh, Queen Elizabeth
You’re the one that I wanna be with
My Queen Elizabeth
Give it up, give it up, give it up just a little bit
Oh, Queen Elizabeth
You’re the one that I wanna be with
You’re the one that I wanna be with now

[Verse 2]
Elizabeth
I am here at your begging call
And in a little bit, I’ll have you climbing the castle walls
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
Can’t keep me away, keep me away
I’ll be you knight any time of the day
Any time of the day

[Pre-Chorus]
I will go down on my knees, down on my knees
Down on my knees, down on my knees, down on my knees
Down on my knees, down on my knees, down on my knees
Down on my knees, down on my knees, down on my

[Chorus]
Oh, Queen Elizabeth
You’re the one that I wanna be with
My Queen Elizabeth
Give it up, give it up, give it up just a little bit
Oh, Queen Elizabeth
You’re the one that I wanna be with now
You’re the one that I wanna be with now

[Bridge]
I’ll give you the world with diamonds and pearls
No other girl I want to hold on to
I confess I’d like to undress and make a princess
A prince if you want to
Lay with me, we can rule the world together
You’re royalty in my eyes

[Chorus]
Oh, Queen Elizabeth
You’re the one that I wanna be with
My Queen Elizabeth
Give it up, give it up, give it up just a little bit
Oh, Queen Elizabeth
You’re the one that I wanna be with now
You’re the one that I wanna be with now

[Outro]
You’re the one that I wanna be with now
You’re the one that I wanna be with now

M.O. – Drum

When I’m up in the morning
When I’m up at dawn
I miss you
When I’m up in the morning
When I’m up at dawn
I miss… all yours

Have no cares in the world, have no fears, have no money, ah
Live the life like we’re rich, super rich, and the honey, ah (hey…!)
What we had, was it good, I will always remember, ah!
And now we’re changing direction, I’ll never forget ya (hey…!)

I, I wanna elevate
Wanna drive into the night
You always going left
And I’m always going right
We, we gotta take a break
And I promise it’s alright

It’s your life
And it’s all yours
Dance to the beat of your drum
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your…

If you know me then I’m here if you want it, ah (hey)
Got my phone when you’re low, got the pain in your stumach, ah (hey)
Cause what we had, was it good, I will always remember, ah (hey)
And now we’re changing direction, I’ll never forget ya
Hella, hella, hella, hey

I, I wanna elevate
Wanna drive into the night
You always going left
And I’m always going right
We, we gotta take a break
And I promise it’s alright

It’s your life
And it’s all yours
Dance to the beat of your drum
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your…

Hella, hella, hella, hey
No I don’t know what the fuck I really wanna nowhere (hey)
Hella, hella, hella, hey
Like anyone knew real stuff that I’m gonna ey ey (hey), gonna ey ey
Hella, hella, hella, hey
Let my hair flow hat I like is the summer, yeah, yeah
It’s gonna be alright, be alright

It’s your life, it’s all yours
Dance to the beat of your drum (hey)
To the beat of your drum (hey)
To the beat of your drum (hey)
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your drum (hey)
To the beat of your drum (hey)
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your drum (To the beat of your drum)
To the beat of your drum (To the beat of your drum)
To the beat of your drum (To the beat of your drum)
To the beat of your heart (To the beat of your heart)
To the beat of your drum (To the beat of your drum)
To the beat of your drum (To the beat of your drum)
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your heart

(To the beat of your drum)

Yo Gotti – Ooouuu (Remix)

[Intro]
They just called a nigga out of retirement
I’m a product of my environment
All I heard was gunshots and sirens
All I heard was gunshots and sirens
Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu

[Verse 1]
Fresh up off a tour, I’m in grind mode
Walk in new Chanels, where you find those?
And I can count a million with my eyes closed
And quit postin that bitch nigga to my hoes
Niggas own they jewelry and they lease it
Niggas getting too high, they out here tweaking
And I still get head from a chubby chick
And every now and then I hit an ugly bitch

[Hook]
Ooouuu, Ooouuu
I just keep this shit real, uh
And I still get head from a chubby chick
And every now and then I hit an ugly bitch

[Verse 2]
Spent 250 out in Paris
That’s your bitch? I hope you don’t get married
Don’t ask me but I know why
We just flew your bitch out to Dubai
Not just me but the squad though
On the real, your bitch be going hard though, Ooouuu
Young millionaires, that’s the squad goes
And we ain’t into rumors or who start those, Ooouuu
And yo Youngsta, where them choppers at?
Since everybody beefing on the internet
We gon’ go shoot up the Apple store
So we don’t gotta see the beef no more, Ooouuu
We just got a seven, that’s a chopper
I got a number of killers on the roster
I got a number of dealers in the family
And I’ma catch a body ‘fore a Grammy

[Hook]
Ooouuu, Ooouuu
Faker, faker, faker
I got a number of dealers in the family
And I’ma catch a body ‘fore a Grammy

[Verse 3]
He be on his cycle, he a ho for real
He just out here rapping, touched no dope for real
Why would I beef with one of you locals, I got global skills
The ones that listen to me don’t even know you steal
I’m from the trap but I be with Ye and Jay now
I might drop my album any day now
Feds might come and get me any day now
But I’m prepared mentally to go and lay it down, Ooouuu
I’m a hater cause I hate these rappers
Faker than a gold candy wrapper
But you be rapping, no I don’t yo
I just talk for niggas in the ghetto
100,000 in my school house
Niggas had it rough, I had a smooth draft
And every time they dropped, I broke the shoes out
I ain’t doing no more joints, I brought the Loubs out

[Hook]
Ooouuu, Ooouuu, aye

[Verse 4]
I went platinum with no features
Whole team mean it ain’t no leaches
And you ain’t in the game, you in the bleachers
You cheering for a nigga, where your pom-poms?
LA Reid gave me that check and I went dumb-dumb
Went and signed a lot of gangsters where I’m from-from
Oh, I got these haters sick, where your Tum-Tums
If he ain’t talking money, he ain’t saying nothing

[Outro]
Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu
Beep, beep, beep, beep
I am

Tory Lanez – Dope Man Go (In Canada) (Live)

[Bridge]
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go

[Hook]
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
All in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby

[Verse]
Bought the Wraith I said fuck the Ghost
Flew a brand new bitch across the coast
She from Mexico right off the blow
She not just the bitch [?]
Dirty and I’m servin’ up the bando
I got all the bitches and that my bitches can’t know
Money in my [?]
I just met another bad [?]
I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the digits baby
My baby is cookin’ and flippin’, she doin’ the dishes baby
Mac 11 like I’m Michael [?], nigga doin’ the digits baby
Two in extensions baby, we doin’ the digits baby
Bustin’ out the lows
I got all the bad bitches fuckin’ wit my bros
I dropped outta school couldn’t pass the SATs
Now I got two bad bitches passin’ me the weed
I just shot [?] from eleventh grade, bustin’ low
I just lost bets went told them niggas I don’t know
Now the CEO, I’m thanking God I’m out the program
Someone please find me the dope man

[Bridge]
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go

[Hook]
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
All in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby

Tee Grizzley – First Day Out

[Hook:]
These niggas prayed on my downfall
These niggas prayed on my downfall
On all ten bitch I stood tall
Show these disloyal niggas how to ball

[Verse 1:]
Go get the thermometer for the pot, I need this shit cooked right
Lets keep this water four hundred degrees Fahrenheit
You ever been inside a federal court room?
Nigga you ever went to trial and fought for yo life?
Being broke did something to my spirit
I asked niggas to plug me that acted like they couldn’t hear me
Look at me now driving German engineering
You don’t want yo baby mama fucked, keep the hoe from near me
Kilroy remember I used to use yo L’s to hit the road and hit the O and make them big boy sells?
Moo remember when you had them green things mailed, with vacuum seals, trying not to have them green things smelled
Feds was on me, what you know about related through money
I don’t know nothing, I just used to see ’em walk to the coney
I fuck with bitches my body count go from Pershing to Cody
Any further questions, you can take that up with the lawyer
My nigga Fenkell J Money, Brightmo Lo, Project Joe
A tell you everyday before school I sold a half bowl
How you think I won best dressed with no support?
And had them paid lawyers coming in and out of court
Aye Won though, aye Theo ain’t it a blessing
We made it out Kentucky, after all that happen
After the pre-trials, after the status
After them impact statements, after the castle
Aye JR nigga ain’t it a blessing
We made it out of Lansing after all that happen
After Michigan State, after Hubbard when our mans told on us, them bands they took from us

[Verse 2:]
Joy road bitch but the money long as six mile
Brick mile, knock yo bitch down, pick her up knock her back down
Pull her tracks out, yes I slap girl, yes I slap dog, yes I slap loud
Yes I’ll slap a pussy nigga if he act out
Yes I caught cases on that road with them killers
Bro would kill me if I snitch, so if you snitch I’m gone kill you
Spent a lot of time on that yard with them gorillas
Stood tall, did I let niggas hoe me, quit being silly
I know for a fact yo bitch pussy get wet for a nigga
Cause I do it better, plus I’m doing better than niggas
I’m at home when I’m down there in Lexington nigga
Bout the king they gone drop you and who next to you nigga
Unc said Lil T get ahead of them niggas
When you take off don’t look back and try to rescue them niggas
Kill his mans to make sure you get the rest of them niggas
Don’t let them get the best of you, just go get the revenue nigga
So let me know what you can handle
OK come grab it. Here go some extras, so if im busy you can manage
Fiends happy, bling dancing, eating $60 salad
Get it there and back, tell the Feds I need a challenge
My first offer was 30 years, not a day lower
I told them crackers holla at me when they sober
On parole, I’m a felon you think I ain’t got that blower?
Yeah you right bro take his head off his fucking shoulders (boom x3)
You hear me? Hit the roley store with the roley on
What was our get away car a Jag Portfolio (You hear me)
Aye I heard I had some sneakdissers
Whoever feeling hot that AR got a heat sensor
Cuz said don’t entertain them hungry niggas
I wish I would pay attention to these homeless niggas
Don’t call my phone, I don’t want to do no song with niggas
And tell yo bitch to tighten up before I bone her, nigga
I don’t know you niggas, fuck wrong with niggas?
Through these white buffs, I can see the hoe in niggas
Free my nigga Perico that boy be hoeing niggas
Shoot the smile off yo face I don’t joke with niggas
Boy I cain’t trust you with that strap if you don’t got no bodies
Boy I cain’t take you on no lick if you ain’t robbed nobody
You ain’t no shooter, you can’t do that shit without no molly
I came home and had the hoes wetter than Kalahari
Thirty months ago niggas ain’t think I was coming home
Shout out to them niggas freaks that I been cumming on
Get em to the crib, bust em down now bitch run along
This SK a get to shaking like its something wrong
30 bands 2 times watch this money clone
The Feds say my name hot like when the oven on
Bitch I came home to my lil brother gone
Niggas say they looking for me pull up in the Skuddy zone
Who said I’m a snitch? You just heard a lie from him
Better check the black and white that paperwork will vouch for him
Zero toleration for that nigga take his life from him
He don’t want that pistol play? OK I’ll Tyson him
I ain’t hear from bitches when I had them blues on
So soon as I’m done fucking put yo shoes on
I’m on parole in two states, I cain’t move wrong
The Feds trying to build a case, I cain’t move wrong
I went to trial back to back, bitch I’m 2 and 0
The state of Kentucky banned me from every Jewelry store
Say I cain’t even be in public with my hoodie on
Michigan State don’t want him here, they don’t know what he on

[Outro:]
I know they prayed on my downfall
I know they prayed on my downfall
On all ten bitch I stood tall
(All ten toes nigga)
Show these disloyal niggas how to ball
(Ahh)

Rapsody – Crown

[Verse 1]
Hey, hey you there
Where’s your crown?
You didn’t leave the house without your crown did you?
Just as sure as the earth is round we bounce back up when they throw us down
So don’t forget your crown
And hold your head high, like you caught a glimpse of God through the clouds and you stuck in awe
Don’t worry we got y’all
Mind and body, body and mind, tell ’em homies
The world is bigger than your street and mine and that colour and this
And every shade of our skin is rich
Knowing your future depends on our involvement
So, block boys, block boys, it’s in our hands more than Parliament
The gun can kill or the gun can save, rather congratulate a stage than carry him to a grave
That’s responsibility, my brother’s keeper, my sister’s big sister
Life full of limits we just gotta add a little sugar to, to those sweet dreams
You can be anything, go further than me, be better than him, climb higher than her
And never ever let em knock your crown, that’s my word
All hands on deck
Making queens and kings of all cards we delt
Jam, Roc Nation
Let’s go

[Beat Change]

[Verse 2]
I lied to momma one time when I was eleven
Riding in the car she told me "Summer won’t forget it
Truth ‘gon chase the light no matter what night that you set it"
It make me feel so low she peeled my feelings back like lettuce
With no salad told me save all of the carriage for the ballads
Now I’m dropping jewels as if we gave up on the marriage
I know it’s hard to handle we ain’t came here in no carriage
The hood is for the rain and where they throw us is the barracks
Where we learn to master beats without a panther or a ferret
It came out in the ’80s same as me I was a baby
And what I learned ’bout life is: Lord is sure is not the fairest
If your skin ain’t as fair as all the Beckys, Tiffanys, and Sarahs
Black don’t crack, Obama ain’t flinch
I sat inside The White House having conversations
How boys turn to men if we show ’em more than the rims
If they jumping high for the rims, ain’t a goal that we cannot win
I’m setting peaks for you and them I hope you roll off
Million black graduates, woo! Just go and show off
Reaching out to everyone from the top of the block y’all
Eliminate pitchers we grew up with, what’s the curve ball?
I made something out of nothing, better out of worse
Take care of your own I know I gotta do that first
I know there’s power in my time I know there’s power in a verse
Tell a kid good job and tell him go hard on the work
You know the world you grew up in is very small compared to Earth
It’s the worst they lied and told you your limits on the future
Y’all can brush it off though, came back around and groom ya
Me, Alicia, Talib, Busta, everyone and you ya, agh!
If life ain’t a ruse, rule whatever you dream you can do, do
They tell me I’m a king!
They tell me I’m a queen!
If life ain’t a ruse, rule whatever you dream you can do, do
They tell me I’m a king!
They tell me I’m a queen!

Jimmy Wopo – Back Door (feat. Sonny Digital)

[Verse 1: Jimmy Wopo]
Skinny nigga, but I play with them choppers nigga
What’s the haps? What’s popping nigga?
You gonna meet your match, keep talking nigga
You gonna meet that MAC, we’re talking with ya
We gonna bust these bullets ’till your body give up
Try me in the mall I pull a hottie nigga
First let me hop up out that Rari, Illuminati
Money baby she massaging my Versace
Nigga, extra antes feed the family
XD 40 come in handy
Popping Xannys, smoking granny
Bitch we trapping out the bandy
Cruising, blew one out the van he hit a nigga Karlos Dansby
Cleaned the block up yesterday, we back today
Any left over niggas getting thrown away
Woke up on that money drinking Hennessy
Aye ay, plus I popped a perc, but you gon’ learn today
Popped the carbon, let that bitch do karate
Popped a band, now them hundreds sitting sloppy
Popped your mans, let you identify the body
Ooh, bitch I think I’m John Gotti

[Hook: Jimmy Wopo]
You ain’t getting money, you ain’t making noise
Pull up on them big wheels like some little boys
Grown men but we play with toys
I’m that problem that you should avoid
What happened to that boy?
What happened to that boy? Heard it was a back door
What happened to that boy?
What happened to that boy? Heard it was a front door

[Verse 2: Sonny Digital]
We let the money through the front door
Ay, then let them bitches out the back door
Ay, when you keep that shit a hundred nigga
Aye, you ain’t never gotta act broke
Ay, let go
Blue hundreds, I keep it on me nigga
Ay, you know, not to run up on me nigga
Ay, you know, I keep it by me nigga
Stop the violence, keep the peace, but please don’t try me nigga
Ay, lord save ’em lord save ’em
Ay, why they acting like they love ’em but they hate ’em
Ay, I see you stealing all the sauce that we created
Ay, I don’t deal the cards, my nigga I just play ’em
Hey!

[Hook: Jimmy Wopo]
You ain’t getting money, you ain’t making noise
Pull up on them big wheels like some little boys
Grown men but we play with toys
I’m that problem that you should avoid
What happened to that boy?
What happened to that boy? Heard it was a back door
What happened to that boy?
What happened to that boy? Heard it was a front door

Freddie Gibbs – All Day

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Cause I’m repping you all day
(La musica de Harry Fraud)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Slammin’, kush and pills help me pass out
Nigga hit my line for a stain, bought a half ounce
The homie’s low, want some change, pull that mask out
Gonna hit this stick for these things in the stash house
Was some young niggas, some dumb niggas
Stuff a gram of killa in the swisher, I puff it with ya
This is way before the syrup sipping, just hard liquor
Underprivileged niggas hard bitches
Heavy sinning, pray God be with us
(?) and I’m too dirty for church
But I catch that bullet then I found out it’s too late to convert
Sometimes I wish I could shift gears and throw my life in reverse
But I live this shit with no regrets, I thug it out till the dirt

[Hook]
Gotta get the 20s, 50s, 100s
Used to ride them hoopties, now I’m in the Benzes, Beamers, stunting
Really from the roaches to that Rolex, it’s nothing
That brand new drop top for my nigga homecoming, yeah
Cause I’m repping ya all day, yeah
They all shined now we shine cause we grind
Now we grind the hard way, yeah
Dropping cash on the line for my niggas doing time like all day
Yeah, they all shined now we shine cause we grind
Now we grind all day, yeah
Dropping cash on the line for my niggas doing time like all day

[Verse 2]
Yeah, brought my nigga home, threw him a sack
A few months later them detectives was taking him back
Known to fuck it up, violating probation
Them people got you by the nuts when you stuck on the paper
Money for your lawyer and your bail G
Used to run through bitches with my niggas in hotel suites
Now it seems the only place we dress up is the court room
Feeling like I’m lying when I tell you, you’ll be home soon
Really should be sitting witcha
But you kept it solid, didn’t wanna put them problems on your nigga
If I was a snitch, couldn’t ever look myself up in the mirror
That’s what he told me then he showed me
Taking two clips together then rip it, flip it, reload it

[Hook]
Gotta get the 20s, 50s, 100s
Used to ride them hoopties, now I’m in the Benzes, Beamers, stunting
Really from the roaches to that Rolex, it’s nothing
That brand new drop top for my nigga homecoming, yeah
Cause I’m repping ya all day, yeah
They all shined now we shine cause we grind
Now we grind all day, yeah
Dropping cash on the line for my niggas doing time like all day
Yeah, they all shined now we shine cause we grind
Now we grind all day, yeah
Dropping cash on the line for my niggas doing time like all day

[Outro]
They all shined now we shine cause we grind
Now we grind all day, yeah
Dropping cash on the line for my niggas doing time like all day
They all shined now we shine cause we grind
Now we grind all day, yeah
Dropping cash on the line for my niggas doing time like all day
They all shined now we shine cause we grind
Now we grind all day, yeah
Dropping cash on the line for my niggas doing time like all day

Troy Ave – Chuck Norris

[Hook]
You the type of low I ain’t feeling
The type that don’t take care of they children
I never, ever let a nigga play me
If you get caught, don’t say me
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

[Verse 1]
I’m out here just to flourish
Kicking that shit like Chuck Norris
Saint Laurent, stand firm though
Close your motherfucking mouth, you can learn hoe
Real ones know to be quiet
I’m getting money, you should try it
Eating off a digi-scale, fish diet
I don’t do drugs, let the bitches try it
She get high on the fucking low
She get by so I fuck ’em both
Now they kissing in the strip club
A few dollars make ’em do the most

[Hook]
You the type of low I ain’t feeling
The type that don’t take care of they children
I never, ever let a nigga play me
If you get caught, don’t say me
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

[Verse 2]
Fake niggas stop acting like you know me
We ain’t cool, we ain’t friends, we ain’t homies
Yousa Kit Kat, gimme a break
I’m head to toe in Versace but don’t fuck with snakes
Medusa, all this Medusa
I’m a pretty fly nigga that’ll shoot ya
Catch a bitch eyeing niggas, then manuver
Getting head in the Benz, it’s a Supra

[Hook]
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

[Verse 3]
In the streets with the top off
Giving niggas every chance just to pop off
They frauds, they knock offs
They a Charmin, they are Scott soft
Tissue, what’s really the issue?
Unofficial niggas always hate on the official
I ain’t that kind when I blow it, ain’t a whistle
I am that kind that stand over you with pistols
It is what it is and I feel no remorse
Been married to the game and we still ain’t divorced
Harry with the cane, got the powder, get the cost
Doing Business, doing fitness, so I floss, of course

[Hook]
You the type of low I ain’t feeling
The type that don’t take care of they children
I never, ever let a nigga play me
If you get caught, don’t say me
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

Britney Spears – Slumber Party (feat. Tinashe)

[Britney]
I think I see confetti from this potion
Pillow fights and feathers, overdosin’
Smells like a cologne and candy lotion
Like a slumber party…
Sheets all on the floor just like an ocean
Building up your fortress like a mountain
Neighbors say we’re causing a commotion
Like a slumber party…

No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonigh-igh-ight
Oh baby, no, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonight

‘Cause we got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, oh
Go crazy, oh
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party

Let’s fill up this clawfoot bath with bubbles

Loving me so hard it’s causing trouble
If there’s seven minutes in heaven make it double, triple
Like a slumber party

No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonigh-igh-ight
Oh baby, no, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonight

‘Cause we got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, oh
Go crazy, oh
Like a slumber party
We got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, oh
(Crazy, oh) Go crazy, oh
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
A slumber party, yeah

Like a slumber party
No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonight
Like a slumber party

Cause we got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos (oh, videos)
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, oh
Go crazy, oh
Like a slumber party
We got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, oh
(Go crazy, yeah) Go crazy, oh
Like a slumber party (a slumber party)
Like a slumber party (I go crazy for you)

(Like a slumber party…)

Highly Suspect – Wolf

You think you know me
I wish I did too
’cause everything’s changing
And I am changing too

It’s not a question
This shit is real
And it’s hard to look back
But it’s harder to move on
Funny, it’s a good time
For a timeless song

I gave you my heart
Gave you my soul
Yeah, but baby, I was born to rock and now I gotta roll
I’m moving on, yeah I gotta let go
Yeah, ’cause baby, I was born to rock and now I gotta roll

No one pretends the way I do
It’s so hard to hear the truth
You’ve got your reasons, so do I
I like to dream, ’cause dreams don’t lie

I’ll play along, like nothing’s wrong
Baby I love you, But the moon is blue

Do you remember, we were young?
Imagination filled our lungs
Wolf, don’t make a helpless move
You see me and I see you

So play along, like nothing’s wrong
Baby I love you, But the moon is blue

Let’s play along
Oh, until I’m gone
Is it in my head?
Sometimes I wish that I was

Flatbush Zombies – Aries (feat. Deadcuts)

[Hook]
I feel so tired of the lights
Fill the tank with gasoline
One match to burn these chains with ease
I feel so tired of the lights
Fill the tank with gasoline
One match to burn these chains they weave

[Verse 1: Zombie Juice]
It’s like we stuck in a prison
Suffering from lack of wisdom
Suffering from lack of substance
The systems lacking some ism
Since it’s killing the misery
Hope my children remember me
Since I sing songs of symphony
Somethings just gotten into me
Message don’t kill the messenger
Message travel through seven seas
Ghetto passion is classic, been getting lashes for centuries
Aided by mostly separated by color deficiency
Free to you free the shackles my mental strain from my ancestry

[Hook]
I feel so tired of the lights
Fill the tank with gasoline
One match to burn these chains with ease
I feel so tired of the lights
Fill the tank with gasoline
One match to burn these chains they weave

[Verse 2: Meechy Darko]
Emancipation, castration, mass-hating, white washing
Black shaving patience, that I’m demonstrating, ugh
Segregation, separation, take my people, chain my people, ship them out, build a nation, picket lines, demonstration
Kill switch, detonation, this takes dedication
Guess that NBA our reparation governmental medication
The reverse of levitation, they put fluoride in our water
Guess they trying to kill our babies
Hearts racing, cops and robbers car chasing

[Hook]
I feel so tired of the lights
Fill the tank with gasoline
One match to burn these chains with ease
I feel so tired of the lights
Fill the tank with gasoline
One match to burn these chains they weave

[Verse 3: Erick Arc Elliot]
Whatever your purpose is
Hone in and hold your kids
All of this is distractions and nobody notice it
Feeble for knowledge we still in chains
Power tripping for digits we growing it every day
Fighting for freakom ? service with student aid
Can’t afford to be sitting order pills to get paid
Taught to follow the system that institution be prison
These coppers turn me to zombie
I’m walking dead while I’m living

[Hook]
I feel so tired of the lights
Fill the tank with gasoline
One match to burn these chains with ease

[Outro: Erick Arc Elliot]
Break the chain, break the chain
Why the violence is killing our kids and our brother man
Break the chain, break the chain
How police war with no recourse and you on your way
Break the chain, break the chain
Still identify with those who’s have nothing still live in fear
Break the chain, break the chain
Been distracted by the glamor but don’t question why we even here
Break the chain, break the chain
Why the violence is killing our kids and our brother man
Break the chain, break the chain
How police war with no recourse and you on your way
Break the chain, break the chain
Still identify with those who’s have nothing still live in fear
Break the chain, break the chain
Been distracted by the glamor but don’t question why we even here

Nelly Furtado – Pipe Dreams

[Chorus]
Don’t sell me no pipe dreams
I wanna live with you through everything
Don’t sell me no pipe dreams
I wanna life in a kaleidoscope
Don’t sell me no pipe dreams
Will I be the one to spin the wheel?

[Verse 1]
I know that we can only give
When we have hope
I don’t wanna live
Without any goals
Can’t protect me from nothing
Can’t save me from the truth
You can’t even save me from
You

[Chorus]
Don’t sell me no pipe dreams
I wanna feel the good and vile in everything
In many hearts, in many hearts

[Verse 2]
I know that we can only give
When we got a little hope
But I don’t like the burden
Of living with these goals
Yes I will hold my head high
When I walk in your parade
But I will always check my gates
I will always wash my gate

[Bridge]
Pipe dreams
Pipe dreams
Pipe dreams
Pipe dreams
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
Walk on, walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
Walk on, walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
Walk on, walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
Walk on, walk on

Joe Budden – I Wanna Know (feat. Stacy Barthe)

[Intro: Joe Budden]
How’s everybody feeling out there? We good? Let’s talk to the sample right quick. I always pictured we’d be. It go like this. Listen

[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
Let me tell you how I pictured this
A few houses, a couple businesses
Striving for greatness, we would be each other’s witnesses
And during beef, we both would put aside our differences
Where I ain’t flinch a bit making you insignificant
Maybe kids and shit, perfect arithmetic
Meaning we could build our own world and co-exist in it
She a synergy, sharing energy
Let our souls mate in the air if you remember me
Now here’s what I did with it
Went out my way to fuck these stripper chicks
Lost good girls making them mistresses
Just savages, missed marriages
They all was my babies, I needed those miscarriages
My worthless self when Joe felt hurt
I went out and targeted women who had no self worth
I relate to praying nightly feeling no spell work
When you can do it, but a stranger gotta go help first
I called moms on the phone, here’s what I told her real quick
I said my 20s flew by with no control of the shit
Her next sentence swear that I’ll forever hold with a grip
She said it go by even faster as the older you get
I wanna never dumb down, I’d have to lower my wit
Ain’t gotta post this on the Gram for you to know what it is
A partner to trust, I’m thinking even bigger for us
Mom should’ve told me this when we had shit to discuss
Now neither one of us is how we figured we’d be
Sometimes the thought of what if still lives here with me
I always pictured we’d be

[Interlude: Joe Budden]
Nah’mean? That’s how I see it in my head though. Ain’t quite pan out like that. Word up. Let me tell you about some more of God’s work though

[Hook: Stacy Barthe]
I wanna know what this life’s supposed to be like
I wanna know, wanna know, ah
I wanna know what this love’s supposed to be like
I wanna know, wanna know

[Interlude: Joe Budden]
Nah, I like it just like that, Parks, let it run
Lemme go right here, right here, right here
Look, Look

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
A love that’s tideful, never prideful
If you’re truly better without me how can I spite you?
As I yearn for the greatest love I ever had
Pardon me, kid, I’m still learning how to be a dad
We be in spots you shouldn’t be in ’till you grown
I was absent so long I’m just not leaving you home
So nah, too much to learn, too much world out there
Let me teach you about these hoes, too many girls out there
I respect your mom’s tutelage
But that’s my weird and my brain, what’s she gon’ do with this?
Watch and learn, foolish kid
Eyes light up with surprise, you’re just like I am
I think that you’re enjoying this ride just like I am
Look, same pedigree, theoretically
Cut from a cloth that was gone, that’s just genetically
One job in life to make you a much better me
Greater feeling than I imagine this shit would ever be
You be feeling strong when you diss me in songs
I did the same my whole career, would never tell you it’s wrong
Whatever works out, whatever the price, get that embedded
Even if at my expense, I’ll pay it, you take the credit
Had a power struggle when I thought your mom abused it
My hands were in bondage, useless
Beyond the excuses, calm through it
It’s crazy, our bond music
And we do it beautifully for our beautiful conduit
So right now I stand in a place I never stood before
Finally filled the void in my life, I wasn’t good before
Fucking with these hoes, that energy I was putting forth
God, this was more like the fucking love I was looking for
Now it’s better than we pictured it’d be
And the supervised visits, we’ll never have to relive it
Little nigga we’ll be

[Interlude]
This is greater than us. Greater than me. Greater than anything I could ever imagine, man. I ain’t talking to everbody. Trey, what up though? What up? What up?

[Hook: Stacy Barthe]
I wanna know what this life’s supposed to be like
I wanna know, wanna know, ah
I wanna know what this love’s supposed to be like
I wanna know, wanna know
I wanna know what this life’s supposed to be like
I wanna know, wanna know, ah
I wanna know what this love’s supposed to be like
I wanna know, wanna know

Rich The Kid – Blessings

[Hook]
I had to learn a lesson
Lose it all in a second
I made it here that’s the blessing
Get the money not stressin’
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
I had to learn a lesson
Lose it all in a second
I made it here that’s the blessing
Get the money not stressin’
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings

[Verse 1]
Thankin’ God for the breakfast
Pockets stuffed I got extras
Your own friends they’ll hate you
Play a bitch like a Sega
Gotta thank God for the dinner
Neck on froze like the winter
Broke niggas still runnin’ they mouth
Back then used to brick in the house
Look what these bitches a do
Niggas hatin’ on me too
Know they see me in the coupe
You better count yo’ blessings
I had to learn a lesson
Bet she gon’ call on me
These bitches is all on me
Can’t forget about the struggle
In the streets gotta get it ya hustle
Walkin’ red bottoms flexin’ the muscle
Yeah I gotta get it regardless
Red bag bih run like a Harley
In kitchen I’mma whip it the hardest
Bring it back to the trap where it started

[Hook]
I had to learn a lesson
Lose it all in a second
I made it here that’s the blessing
Get the money not stressin’
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
I had to learn a lesson
Lose it all in a second
I made it here that’s the blessing
Get the money not stressin’
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings

[Verse 2]
I was jugging in a Lexus
Bitches switch up in a second
I pull up in a i8, she blowin’ up my i7
Yeah my red bottoms drippin’ the wrong way
Thank God for a new day
Goyard on the suitcase
I’m in her mouth like toothpaste
Workin’ hard and I’m flexin’
Big diamonds on my necklace
Ya boyfriend he drivin’ a Lexus
I stack the money like Tetris
Fuck her one time and its over shit
She (?) I’m sober
She thick so I’m bendin’ it over
Yea, I like to trap with the percocets
Get it out the dirt
You can make it but you gotta work
Puttin’ money in my grandma purse
She pray for me sunday at church
Say a prayer shoutout to my haters
Workin’ hard I got new paper
My hoes be comin’ in flavors
I told that bitch I’mma a playa

[Hook]
I had to learn a lesson
Lose it all in a second
I made it here that’s the blessing
Get the money not stressin’
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
I had to learn a lesson
Lose it all in a second
I made it here that’s the blessing
Get the money not stressin’
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings

E-40 – Savage (feat. B-Legit & Jazze Pha)

[Hook: Jazze Pha]
Pulled up in the drop with a bad bitch
Actin’ like a nigga never had shit
Pocket full of cash bitch, I’m rich
‘Cause I’m a savage
Treat a bad bitch like she average
All up in her face with a bad bitch
See a new chick, try to bag it
‘Cause I’m a savage

[Verse 1: E-40]
I was born with a rusty spoon
Now I’m a tycoon
I’ve been drinkin’ all afternoon
Ain’t finna stop, no time soon
Bad bitches matter
She want me to scoop her up like a spatula
She wanna get attached like an adapter
She think I’m a trash compactor, she want me to smash her
I’m a savage about my cabbage
All my life I been mannish
Establish practice what you preach
A barbarian, I’m a beast
Know how to manuever in these streets
How to wiggle, get to the Gouda
Straight shooter
I’m super solid from the rooter to the tooter
Cali-foo-ya’ll do ya
Don’t let the palm trees fool you
They play with street instruments
And they’ll bring the noise like a tuba
Pushin’ [?], travel the planet
Hard made the granite
Tax a bitch like a W9
Bitch I’m a savage

[Hook: Jazze Pha]
Pulled up in the drop with a bad bitch
Actin’ like a nigga never had shit
Pocket full of cash bitch, I’m rich
‘Cause I’m a savage
Treat a bad bitch like she average
All up in her face with a bad bitch
See a new chick, try to bag it
‘Cause I’m a savage

[Verse 2: Jazze Pha]
Y’all motherfuckers really need to hol’ up
Fins out, got the world like controlla
Open my pockets, they swole up
Everywhere we go motherfuckers know us
Bitch you don’t know nobody like me
I know your boyfriend wanna fight me
But you droppin’ that ass on my IG
In the club, makin’ movie like Spike Lee
Pull out with a [?]
Nigga lookin’ like, "Who did it?"
At the telly with the door closed
From the back like, "Who’s is it?"

[Hook: Jazze Pha]
Pulled up in the drop with a bad bitch
Actin’ like a nigga never had shit
Pocket full of cash bitch, I’m rich
‘Cause I’m a savage
Treat a bad bitch like she average
All up in her face with a bad bitch
See a new chick, try to bag it
‘Cause I’m a savage

[Verse 3: B-Legit]
If I’ma do it, I’ma run through it by tonight
Yellow bitch super thick in that all white
Ass so fat, need a lap dance
Maybe later on I’ma give her pipe
I’m the type to get it in the ladies room
Bathroom stall by the toilet paper
And she can make it to the green room
It’s goin’ down in the elevator
Trust me, touch me, she fuck with B-Le
Work the day shift, she tuck my heater
Savage ’bout mine, we smoke the ether
Put her in a Uber, I don’t trust her either
Pull up in a drop with a rocket on
B-Lit smokin’ jello outta loud bag
If she ever out of pocket homie
They ain’t just somethin’ you can pimp past

[Hook: Jazze Pha]
Pulled up in the drop with a bad bitch
Actin’ like a nigga never had shit
Pocket full of cash bitch, I’m rich
‘Cause I’m a savage
Treat a bad bitch like she average
All up in her face with a bad bitch
See a new chick, drop the baggage
‘Cause I’m a savage
Pulled up in the drop with a bad bitch
Actin’ like a nigga never had shit
Pocket full of cash bitch, I’m rich
‘Cause I’m a savage
Treat a bad bitch like she average
All up in her face with a bad bitch
See a new chick, try to bag it
‘Cause I’m a savage
‘Cause I’m a savage
‘Cause I’m a savage