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Kanye West – Fade (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro: Rare Earth]
Your love is fadin’
Your love is fadin’
Your love is fadin’
I feel it’s fadin’

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign + Rare Earth]
When no one ain’t around
I feel it’s fadin’
I think I think too much
I feel it’s fadin’
Ain’t nobody watchin’
I feel it’s fadin’
I just fade away

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign + Rare Earth]
I feel it…
Fade away
I feel it…
I feel it…
Fade away-ay-ay-ay
I think I think too much
I feel it…
Your love is fadin’
I feel it…

[Verse 1: Kanye West + Rare Earth]
Roll up, roll up
Hold up, hold up
Po’ up, po’ up
I feel it
I love to
I wanna
I’m tryna
I feel it
I’ma rock the boat
Work the middle ’til it hurt a little
I feel it
Your love is fadin’
I feel it

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign + Rare Earth]
Fuckin’ with a real ass nigga
I feel it
Fuck how you feel ass nigga
I feel it
Bitch better act like you know better
I feel it
Woah

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign + Rare Earth]
When no one ain’t around
I feel it’s fadin’
I think I think too much
I feel it’s fadin’
Ain’t nobody watchin’
I feel it’s fadin’
I just fade away
I feel it’s fadin’

[Verse 3: Post Malone]
You don’t even know
I’ve been so far gone
I feel it
I’ve been so led on
I’ve been runnin’ ’round
I feel it
I’ve been on my shit
Whole world on my dick
I feel it
I just need to know
I can feel it

[Bridge: Ms. Barbara Tucker + Rare Earth]
Oh, deep inside
Deep, deep, down inside
I feel it
Yes, deep inside
Deep, deep, down inside
I feel it
Oh, deep inside
Deep, deep, down inside
I feel it
Yes, deep inside
I get lifted, yes
Deep, deep, down inside
I can feel it
Oh, deep inside
Oh, I get lifted, yes
Deep, deep, down inside
I feel it
Yes, deep inside
Oh, I get lifted, yes
Deep, deep, down inside
I feel it
Oh, deep inside
Oh, I get lifted, yes
Deep, deep, down inside
I feel it
Yes, deep inside
Oh, I get lifted, yes
Deep, deep, down inside
I get
I feel it’s fadin’
Oh, I get lifted, yes

[Outro: Rare Earth]
I feel it’s fadin’
I feel it’s fadin’
I feel it
I feel it’s fadin’

Kanye West – Facts (Charlie Heat Version) (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro]
Dirt and grime and filth inside
The story of my lifetime
Of cheating, stealing, never feeling
Pain of a brother, your dirty mother
Ha, ha, ha, look how far we are, are, are, are, are, are, are
(Perfect!)

[Hook]
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman
(You!)

[Verse 1]
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, I feel so accomplished
I done talked a lot of shit but I just did the numbers
Herzog and Adidas, man you know they love it
If Nike ain’t have Drizzy, man they wouldn’t have nothin’, woo!
If Nike ain’t have Don C, man they wouldn’t have nothin’, ooh!
But I’m all for the family, tell ’em, "Get your money"
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, they line up for days
Nike out here bad, they can’t give shit away
I stuck to my roots, I’m like Jimmy Fallon
I ain’t dropped the album but the shoes went platinum (Woo!)
Every time I talk they say I’m too aggressive
I was out here spazzin’, now y’all get the message?
On the field I’m over-reckless, on my Odell Beckham
2020, I’ma run the whole election, yah!
I’ve been trending years, y’all a couple days
Yeezy in the house and we just got appraised
Nike, Nike treat employees just like slaves
Gave LeBron a billi’ not to run away (You!)
Ten-thousand dollar fur for Nori, I just copped it (You!)
Your baby daddy won’t even take your daughter shoppin’ (You!)
I done wore designers I won’t wear again
Make ’em niggas famous, they get arrogant

[Hook]
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman, ah!
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman
(Sonic boom!)

[Verse 2]
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, this is pure luxury
I give ’em Grey Poupon on a DJ Mustard, ah!
If you ain’t poppin’ shit then why you rap for? Haaan?
Plus Kimoji just shut down the app store, ah!
And we made a million a minute, we made a million a minute
(We did)
Yeah, we made a million a minute, we made a million a minute, ah!
Do anybody feel bad for Bill Cosby?
Did he forget the names just like Steve Harvey? (You!)
Tell Adidas that we need a million in production (You!)
I done told y’all, all I needed was the infrastructure (Boom!)
Now we hottest in the streets, it ain’t no discussion
James Harden, Swaggy P runnin’ up the budget (Yoga flame!)
Keep the work at my baby mama’s mama’s house
I’m a jerk, you need to work, you need to call my spouse
Yeezy, Yeezy, take a picture with me on Rodeo
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, I might do my own hotel
Couches, couches, couches, couches, which one should I pick?
I need extra deep, I like my bitches extra thick (sonic boom!)
Every time I see the news, man it bring me home
Call up DJ Mano, shout out Twilite Tone
We just blessed to be alive, yeah ain’t that the truth?
So let’s celebrate the life of Timbuck2
Timbuck2, Timbuck2

[Outro]
Ha, ha, ha, look how far we are, are, are, are, are, are, are
(Perfect!)

Kanye West – No More Parties In La (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro: Johnny "Guitar" Watson & Junie Morrison]
La di da da-a, da-a (I like this flavor)
La da da da di da da-a, la-a
Let me tell you, I’m out here
From a very far away place
All for a chance to be a star
Nowhere seems to be too far

[Hook: Kanye West]
No more parties in L.A
Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh
No more parties in L.A
Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh
No more (Los Angeles)
Please (shake that body, party that bod-)
Please (shake that body, party that body)
Please (shake that body, party that body)

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar & Kanye West]
Hey baby you forgot your Ray Bans
And my sheets still orange from your spray tan
It was more than soft porn for the K-man
She remember my Sprinter, said "I was in the grape van"
Uhm, well cutie, I like your bougie booty
Come Erykah Badu me, well, let’s make a movie
Hell, you know my repertoire is like a wrestler
I show you the ropes, connect the dots
A country girl that love Hollywood
Mama used to cook red beans and rice
Now it’s Denny’s, 4 in the morning, spoil your appetite
Liquor pouring and niggas swarming your section with erection
Smoke in every direction, middle finger pedestrians
R&B singers and lesbians, rappers and managers
Music and iPhone cameras
This shit unanimous for you, it’s damaging for you, I think
That pussy should only be holding exclusive rights to me, I mean
He flew you in this motherfucker on first class
Even went out his way so you could check in an extra bag
Now you wanna divide the yam like it equate the math?
That shit don’t add up, you’re making him mad as fuck
She said she came out here to find an A-list rapper
I said baby, spin that round and say the alphabet backwards
You’re dealing with malpractice, don’t kill a good nigga’s confidence
Just cause he a nerd and you don’t know what a condom is
The head still good though, the head still good though
Make me say "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo"
Make a nigga say big words and act lyrical
Make me get spiritual
Make me believe in miracles, Buddhist monks and Cap’n Crunch cereal
Lord have mercy, thou will not hurt me
Five buddies all herded up on a Thursday
Bottle service, head service, I came in first place
The opportunity, the proper top of breast and booty cheek
The pop community, I mean these bitches come with union fee
And I want two of these, moving units through consumer streets
Then my shoe released, she was kicking in gratuity
And yeah G, I was all for it
She said K Lamar, you kind of dumb to be a poet
I’mma put you on game for the lames that don’t know they’re a rookie
Instagram is the best way to promote some pussy

[Hook: Kanye West]
Scary
Scary
No more parties in L.A
Please, baby, no more parties in L.A

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Friday night tryna make it into the city
Breakneck speeds, passenger seat something pretty
Thinking back to how I got here in the first place
Second class bitches wouldn’t let me on first base
A backpack nigga with luxury taste buds
And the Louis Vuitton store, got all of my pay stubs
Got pussy from beats I did for niggas more famous
When did I become A list? I wasn’t even on a list
Strippers get invited to where they only get hired
When I get on my Steve Jobs, somebody gon’ get fired
I was uninspired since Lauryn Hill retired
And 3 Stacks, man, you preach it to the choir
Any rumor you ever heard about me was true and legendary
I done got Lewinsky and paid secretaries
For all my niggas with babies by bitches
That use they kids as meal tickets
Not knowing the disconnect from the father
The next generation will be the real victims
I can’t fault ’em really
I remember Amber told my boy no matter what happens she ain’t going back to Philly
Back to our regularly scheduled programmin’
Of weak content and slow jammin’
But don’t worry, this one’s so jammin’
You know it, L.A., it’s so jammin’
I be thinkin’ every day
Mulholland Drive, need to put up some god damn barricades
I be paranoid every time
The pressure, the problem ain’t I be drivin’
The problem is I be textin’
My psychiatrist got kids that I inspired
First song they played for me was ’bout their friend that just died
Textin’ and drivin’ down Mulholland Drive
That’s why I’d rather take the 405
I be worried ’bout my daughter, I be worried ’bout Kim
But Saint is baby Ye, I ain’t worried ’bout him
I had my life threatened by best friends who had selfish intents
What I’m supposed to do?
Ride around with a bulletproof car and some tints?
Every agent I know, know I hate agents
I’m too black, I’m too vocal, I’m too flagrant
Something smellin’ like shit, that’s the new fragrance
It’s just me, I do it my way, bitch
Some days I’m in my Yeezys, some days I’m in my Vans
If I knew y’all made plans I wouldn’t have popped the Xans
I know some fans who thought I wouldn’t rap like this again
But the writer’s block is over, emcees cancel your plans
A 38-year-old 8-year-old with rich nigga problems
Tell my wife that I hate the Rolls so I don’t never drive it
It took 6 months to get the Maybach all matted out
And my assistant crashed it soon as they backed it out
God damn, got a bald fade, I might slam
Pink fur, got Nori dressing like Cam, thank God for me
Whole family gettin’ money, thank God for E!
I love rockin’ jewelry, a whole neck full
Bitches say he funny and disrespectful
I feel like Pablo when I’m workin’ on my shoes
I feel like Pablo when I see me on the news
I feel like Pablo when I’m workin’ on my house
Tell ’em party’s in here, we don’t need to go out
We need the turbo thots, high speed, turbo thots
Drop-dro-dro-dro-drop it like Robocop
She brace herself and hold my stomach, good dick’ll do that
She keep pushin’ me back, good dick’ll do that
She push me back when the dick go too deep
This good dick’ll put your ass to sleep
Get money, money, money, money
Big, big money, money, money, money
And as far as real friends, tell all my cousins I love ’em
Even the one that stole the laptop, you dirty motherfucker

[Bridge: Larry Graham]
I just keep on lovin’ you, baby
And there’s no one else I know who can take your place

[Hook: Kanye West]
Please, no more parties in L.A
Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh
No more parties in L.A
Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh
No more parties in L.A
Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh
No more (Los Angeles)

[Outro: Junie Morrison]
I’m out here from a very far away place
All for a chance to be a star
Nowhere seems to be too far
SWISH

Kanye West – 30 Hours (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro]
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go

[Verse 1]
You say you never saw this comin’, well you’re not alone
Million dollar renovations to a happy home
My ex says she gave me the best years of her life
I saw a recent picture of her, I guess she was right
I wake up, assessin’ the damages
Checkin’ MediaTakeOut
Pictures of me drunk walkin’ out with a bitch
But it’s blurry enough to get the fake out
I wake up, all veggies no eggs
I hit the gym, all chest no legs
Yep, then I made myself a smoothie
Yeah, then me and wifey make a movie
Chicago – St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago
Ándale Ándale E.I, E.I, oh, oh
You had me drivin’ far enough to switch the time zone
You was the best of all time at the time though
Yeah, you wasn’t mine though

[Hook]
But I still drove 30 hours
But still drove 30 hours to you

[Verse 2]
I remember rapping for Jay and Cam
Young producer just trying to get his flows off
I remember being nervous to do Victoria Secret
‘Til I pictured everybody with they clothes off
Expedition was Eddie Bauer edition
I’m drivin’ with no winter tires in December
Skrrt skrrt skrrt like a private school for women
Then I get there and all the Popeye’s is finished girl
You don’t love me, you just pretendin’
I need that happy beginnin’, middle and endin’
Chicago, St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago
It’s gettin’ hot in hurr, that’s all that I know
Got a hotel room, 3 stars for you
You call down for an omelet
Girl it’s 5 in the morning
You realize we at the DoubleTree, not the Aria
Only thing open is Waffle House, girl don’t start with me
I used the Western Union for you like it’s no prob
Cause you was in college complainin’ about it’s no jobs
But you were suckin’ a nigga’s dick the whole time
Well I guess a blowjob’s better than no job

[Hook]
And I drove back 30 hours

[Bridge]
Were remains that long to lose sad
Better unsaid
Always turn, oh

[Outro]
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go

Kanye West – Silver Surfer Intermission (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Max B]
Yeezy, Yeezy, what’s good?
It’s your boy Max B, what’s going on?
Just checking in on you
Appreciate the love and support
The wave is here
You a wavey dude anyway, so you already know
Ain’t no problem, man, the game…
You already know how this game thing goes
Do your wave nigga
You got the official wave man
Just, just doing you…
Doing you, doing your wave
And keep it loopy, I know you’re going to keep it loopy man
Shoutout, just shout you out
Hollering at you man, it’s all love
I appreciate the… the energy
And we here, hit the town, we do something big
We gonna make a big tsunami up in the joint
You already know what it is, ahh

[French Montana]
Silver Surfer
Silver Surfer in the flesh
[Max B laughing]

[Max B]
Silver surfer in the flesh
Max B shoutout to Yeezy
What’s good, I see you
It’s love, appreciate it
It’s honor, appreciate it
Ugh, wavey, baby, yeah

Kanye West – Wolves (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Hook: Kanye West]
Lost out, beat up
Dancin’, down there
I found you, somewhere out
‘Round ’round there, right right there
Lost and beat up
Down there, dancin’
I found you, somewhere out
Right down there, right ’round there

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Lost and, found out
Turned out, how you thought
Daddy, found out
How you turned out, how you turned out
If mama knew now
How you turned out, you too wild
You too wild, you too wild
You too wild, I need you now
Got to love you
Found you, found you
Right now, right now
Right now, right now
If your mama knew how
You turned out, you too wild
You too wild, you too wild
You too wild, and I need you now
Lost and found now

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
You gotta let me know if I could be your Joseph
Only tell you real shit, that’s the tea, no sip
Don’t trip, don’t trip, that pussy slippery, no whip
We ain’t trippin’ on shit, we just sippin’ on this
Just forget the whole shit, we could laugh about nothin’
I impregnate your mind, let’s have a baby without fuckin’, yo
I know it’s corny bitches you wish you could unfollow
I know it’s corny niggas you wish you could unswallow
I know it’s corny bitches you wish you could unfollow
I know it’s corny niggas you wish you could unswallow
I know it’s corny bitches you wish you could unfollow
I know it’s corny niggas you wish you could unswallow
You tried to play nice, everybody just took advantage
You left your fridge open, somebody just took a sandwich
I said baby what if you was clubbin’
Thuggin’, hustlin’ before you met your husband?
Then I said, "What if Mary was in the club
When she met Joseph around hella thugs?
Cover Nori in lambs’ wool
We surrounded by the fuckin’ wolves"
"What if Mary was in the club
‘Fore she met Joseph with no love?
Cover Saint in lambs’ wool
We surrounded by the fuckin’ wolves"

[Outro: Frank Ocean]
The rings all ring out
Burn out, cave in
Blackened to dark out
I’m mixed now, fleshed out
There’s light with no heat
We cooled out, it’s cool out
Life is precious
We found out, we found out
We found out

Kanye West – Real Friends (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Real friends, how many of us?
How many of us, how many jealous? Real friends
It’s not many of us, we smile at each other
But how many honest? Trust issues
Switched up the number, I can’t be bothered
I cannot blame you for havin’ an angle
I ain’t got no issues, I’m just doin’ my thing
Hope you’re doin’ your thing too
I’m a deadbeat cousin, I hate family reunions
Fuck the church up by drinkin’ after communion
Spillin’ free wine, now my tux is ruined
In town for a day, what the fuck we doin’?
Who your real friends? We all came from the bottom
I’m always blamin’ you, but what’s sad, you not the problem
Damn I forgot to call her, shit I thought it was Thursday
Why you wait a week to call my phone in the first place?
When was the last time I remembered a birthday?
When was the last time I wasn’t in a hurry?

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Tell me you want your tickets when it’s gametime
Even to call your daughter on her FaceTime
Even when we was young I used to make time
Now we be way too busy just to make time
Even for my…

[Hook: Kanye West + Kanye & Ty Dolla $ign]
Real friends
I guess I get what I deserve, don’t I?
Word on the streets is they ain’t heard from him
I guess I get what I deserve, don’t I?
Talked down on my name, throwed dirt on him

[Verse 2: Kanye West + Ty Dolla $ign]
I couldn’t tell you how old your daughter was
Couldn’t tell you how old your son is
I got my own Jr. on the way, dawg
Plus I already got one kid
Couldn’t tell you much about the fam though
I just showed up for the yams though
Maybe 15 minutes, took some pictures with your sister
Merry Christmas, then I’m finished, then it’s back to business
You wanna ask some questions ’bout some real shit?
Like I ain’t got enough pressure to deal with
Please don’t pressure me with that bill shit
Cause everybody got ’em, that ain’t children
Oh you’ve been nothin’ but a friend to me
Niggas thinkin’ I’m crazy, you defendin’ me
It’s funny I ain’t spoke to niggas in centuries
To be honest, dawg, I ain’t feelin’ your energy
Money turn your kin into an enemy
Niggas ain’t real as they pretend to be

[Verse 3: Kanye West + Ty Dolla $ign]
Lookin’ for all my real friends
How many of us? How many of us are real friends
To real friends, ’til the reel end
‘Til the wheels fall off, ’til the wheels don’t spin
To 3 A.M., callin’
How many real friends?
Just to ask you a question
Just to see how you was feelin’
How many?
For the last you was frontin’
I hate when a nigga text you like, "what’s up, fam, hope you good"
You say, "I’m good" then great, the next text they ask you for somethin’
How many?
What’s best for your family, immediate or extended
Any argument, the media’ll extend it
I had a cousin that stole my laptop that I was fuckin’ bitches on
Paid that nigga 250 thousand just to get it from him
Real friends
Huh?

[Hook: Kanye West + Kanye & Ty Dolla $ign]
Real friends
I guess I get what I deserve, don’t I
Word on the streets is they ain’t heard from him
I guess I get what I deserve, don’t I
Talked down on my name, throwed dirt on him

Kanye West – Fml (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
I been waiting for a minute
For my, lady
So I can’t jeopardize that for one of these hoes
I been living without limits
As far as my business
I’m the only one that’s in control
I been feeling all I’ve given
For my children
I will die for those I love
God, I’m willing
To make this my mission
Give up the women
Before I lose half of what I own
I been thinking
About my vision
Pour out my feelings
Revealing the layers to my soul, my soul
The layers to my soul
Revealing the layers to my soul

[Hook: The Weeknd]
They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up
Can’t let them get to me
And even though I always fuck my life up
Only I can mention me

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
See, before I let you go
One last thing I need to let you know
You ain’t never seen nothing crazier than
This nigga when he off his Lexapro
Remember that last time in Mexico
Remember that last time, the episode
Asking me why the hell I text in code
Four times that you say don’t text me hoe
Told you four times, don’t test me, hoe
Now we finna lose all self-control
But you ain’t finna be raising your voice at me
Especially when we in the Giuseppe store
But I’mma have the last laugh in the end
Cause I’m from a tribe called check a hoe
Yeah, I’mma have the laugh in the end
Cause I’m from a tribe called check a hoe
And I…

[Hook: The Weeknd]
They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up
Can’t let them get to me
And even though I always fuck my life up
Only I can mention me
They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up
Can’t let them get to me
And even though I always fuck my life up
Only I can mention me

[Outro: Section 25 & Kanye West]
See through the veil
And forget all of your cares
Throw them, throw them away
Don’t stop your loving
Don’t stop for nothing
No, not for nothing
They don’t wanna see me love you
Nah, don’t stop it
They always love it
They always wanna
They don’t wanna see me love you
They don’t wanna see me love you
They don’t wanna see me love you
They don’t wanna see me love you
See through the veil
And forget all your cares
Throw them, throw them away
Oh, life’s a feeling
Oh, the body’s a feeling

Kanye West – Waves (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro]
Turn it up!

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Step up in this bitch like (turn it up!)
I’m the one your bitch like
Yeah I’m the one your bitch like
And I be talkin’ shit like
I ain’t scared to lose a fistfight
And she grabbin’ on my dick like
She wanna see if it’ll fit right
That’s just the wave

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Waves don’t die
Let me crash here for the moment
I don’t need to own it
No lie
Waves don’t die, baby
Let me crash here for a moment
Baby I don’t, I don’t need to own…

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Sun don’t shine in the shade (turn it up!)
Bird can’t fly in a cage (turn it up!)
Even when somebody go away (turn it up!)
The feelings don’t really go away
That’s just the wave (yeah)

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Waves don’t die
Let me crash here for the moment
I don’t need to own it
No lie
Waves don’t die, baby
Let me crash here for a moment
Baby I don’t, I don’t need to own you

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
No lie
No lie
No lie
You set the night on fire
I’m still gon’ be here in the morning
No lie

[Outro: Chris Brown & Theophilus London]
No lie
Ooh baby, ooh baby
You set the night on fire
I’m still gon’ be here in the morning
No lie

Kanye West – I Love Kanye (The Life Of Pablo Album)

I miss the old Kanye, straight from the ‘Go Kanye
Chop up the soul Kanye, set on his goals Kanye
I hate the new Kanye, the bad mood Kanye
The always rude Kanye, spaz in the news Kanye
I miss the sweet Kanye, chop up the beats Kanye
I gotta to say at that time I’d like to meet Kanye
See I invented Kanye, it wasn’t any Kanyes
And now I look and look around and there’s so many Kanyes
I used to love Kanye, I used to love Kanye
I even had the pink polo, I thought I was Kanye
What if Kanye made a song about Kanye
Called "I Miss The Old Kanye," man that would be so Kanye
That’s all it was Kanye, we still love Kanye
And I love you like Kanye loves Kanye

Kanye West – Freestyle 4 (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro: Kanye West]
This that rap god shit nigga
I rip every one of these motherfuckers down
Aye, rah, rah, rah
Rah, rah

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Close eyes, see things
Fire up, tweaking
You’re my freak dreams
You’re my freak dreams
Bad bitch, you dig that
Get stacks, drive cars
Whip out, bitch out
Tits out, oh shit
My dick out, can she suck it right now?
Fuck, can she fuck right now?
I done asked twice now
Can you bring your price down?
Lil Boosie with the wipe down
A little woozy but I’m nice now
What the fuck right now?
What the fuck right now?
What the, what the fuck right now?
What if we fuck right now?
What if we fucked right in the middle
Of this motherfuckin’ dinner table?
What if we just fucked at the Vogue party
Would we be the life of the whole party?
Shut down the whole party
Would everybody start fuckin’?
Would everybody start fuckin’?
Would everybody start fuckin’? They don’t want nothin’
You motherfuckers living like half of your level, half of your life
I smack her on her ass if she ghetto, I ain’t gon’ lie
We be in the bathroom fucking like baby don’t get too loud
I can, I can sing it, yeah

[Hook: Desiigner]
I want it right now
All of my niggas gon’ get it in Chi now
You get hit with the pie now
Rolls with killer money nigga get by now
Right now, right now
I’m with niggas that have been to your side now
Side now, side down

Kanye West – Highlights (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro: Young Thug and Kanye West]
High lights
Tell my baby I’m back in town
High lights
Tell everybody I’m back in town
High lights
Tell my baby I’m back in town
High lights
We only makin’ the highlights
Tell my mama, tell my mama, that I only want my whole life to only be highlights
We only makin’ the highlights
Tell my mama, tell my mama, that I only want my whole life to only be highlights
Can we play that back one time?
And after that night I’m gon’ wanna play shit back, I don’t know
Sometimes I’m wishin’ that my dick had GoPro
So I could play that shit back in slo-mo
I just shot an amateur video; I think I should go pro
We only makin’ the highlights
We only makin’ the highlights
Tell my mama, tell my mama, that I only want my whole life to be mine

[Bridge: El Debarge]
One life, one night
High lights
Livin’ the life ’til I die

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
I bet me and Ray J would be friends
If we ain’t love the same bitch
Yeah, he might have hit it first
Only problem is I’m rich
Uh
21 Grammys, superstar family
We the new Jacksons, I’m all about that action
I’m about that Farrakhan
Life is a marathon
I’ma shift the paradigm
I’ma turn up every time
I’ma bust a coach’s head open on some Diddy shit
If he ever talk to my son like an idiot
One time for a nigga really gettin’ it
Two times cause we got the whole city lit
Advice to all my niggas, impregnate Bridget
Soon as she have a baby she gon’ make another nigga
Got the Fruit of Islam in the trenches hah?
Even though they know Yeezus is a Christian hah?
She spent her whole check on some Christians
And that girl ain’t even religious
Walkin’, livin’, breathin’, girl you know my past well
Hard to believe in God, your nigga got killed
Blac Chyna fuckin’ Rob, help him with the weight
I wish my trainer would, tell me what I overate
So when I’m on vacay, I need to kick back
What you want?
You want a boss or an R&B nigga with a six pack?
I need every bad bitch up in Equinox
I need to know right know if you a freak or not
I need every bad bitch up in Equinox
I need to know right know if you a freak or not

[Outro: The-Dream]
I need every bad bitch up in Equinox
I want to know right know if you a freak or not
I need every bad bitch up in Equinox
I want to know right know if you a freak or not
Oh lord, oh lord
I need every bad bitch up in Equinox
I want to know right know if you a freak or not
Bad bitch up in Equinox
I want to know right know if you a freak or not
Oh lord, oh lord

Kanye West – Low Lights (The Life Of Pablo Album)

You want me to give you a testimony about my life, and how good he’s been to me. I don’t know what to tell you about him, I love him so much with all my heart and my soul with every bone in my body I love him so much because he’s done so much for me.

Every morning, every day of my life. I won’t always be crying tears in the middle of the night, and I won’t always have to wake up by myself wondering how I’m gonna get through the day. I won’t always have to think about what I’m gonna do and how I’m gonna, how I’m gonna make it, how I’m gonna get there, because he… he’s gonna be there for me. Some day the sky above will open up and he will reach out his hand and guide me through, oh yes he will. I won’t always be crying these tears. I won’t always be feeling so blue. Some day, he will open up the door for me and call my name. Some day he will. I don’t know if anybody understands what that feels like.

No matter what you’ve been through or where you’ve been he’s always there, with his arms open wide accepting me for who I am and I love him so much, I couldn’t do it without him I wouldn’t want to. I’m crying now, it feels so good to be free, to be accepted for who you are and loved no matter what, oh lord thank you, you are the joy of my life.

Kanye West – Feedback (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Hook]
Ayy, y’all heard about the good news?
Y’all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze?
Wake up, nigga, wake up
We bout to get this paper

[Verse 1]
Money never made me
Make me do something? Nah, can’t make me
Even if the money low, can’t pay me
Even if the money low, can’t play me

[Hook]
Ayy, y’all heard about the good news?
Y’all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze?
Wake up, nigga, wake up
We bout to get this paper

[Verse 2]
Pablo bought a Roley and a rottweiler
Seem like the more fame, I only got wilder
Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us
Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us
I’ve been outta my mind a long time
I’ve been outta my mind a long time
I’ve been saying how I feel at the wrong time
Might not come when you want but I’m on time

[Hook]
Ayy, y’all heard about the good news?
Y’all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze?
Wake up, nigga, wake up
We ’bout to get this paper

[Verse 3]
I can’t let these people play me
Name one genius that ain’t crazy
Follow our father
You borrow our motto
I’m a Chicago south sider
I’m a Chicago south sider

[Hook]
Ayy, y’all heard about the good news?
Y’all sleeping on your boy, had a good snooze?
Wake up, nigga, wake up
It’s time to get the paper

[Verse 4]
I’ve been outta my mind a long time
I’ve been outta my mind a long time
I know, I know, I shouldn’t even bother
With all these gossiping, no-pussy-getting bloggers
Fashion show in Gotham, I need another costume
PETA’s mad cause I made a jacket outta possum
Awesome, Steve Jobs mixed with Steve Austin
Rich slave in the fabric store picking cotton
If Hov J then every Jordan need a Rodman
Man, Jay, they don’t really want no problems
Driving in the same car that they killed Pac in
Driving in the same uh that they killed Pac in
Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us
Hands up, hands up, then the cops shot us

[Outro]
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Wait a second, everybody here, I’m the ghetto Oprah
You know what that mean? You get a fur! You get a fur!
You get a jet! You get a jet! Big booty bitch for you! Woo!

Kanye West – Famous (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro: Rihanna + Kanye West]
Man I can understand how it might be
Kinda hard to love a girl like me
I don’t blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know
Swizz told me let the beat rock

[Verse 1: Kanye West + Swizz Beatz]
For all my Southside niggas that know me best
I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex
Why? I made that bitch famous (God damn)
I made that bitch famous
For all the girls that got dick from Kanye West
If you see ’em in the streets give ’em Kanye’s best
Why? They mad they ain’t famous (God damn)
They mad they’re still nameless (Talk that talk, man)
Her man in the store tryna try his best
But he just can’t seem to get Kanye fresh
But we still hood famous (God damn)
Yeah we still hood famous

[Hook: Rihanna + Swizz Beatz]
I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From the very start
I don’t blame you much for wanting to be free
Wake up, Mr West! Oh, he’s up!
I just wanted you to know

[Verse 2: Kanye West + Swizz Beatz]
I be Puerto Rican day parade floatin’
That Benz Marina Del Rey coastin’
She be Puerto Rican day parade wavin’
Last month I helped her with the car payment
Young and we alive, whoo!
We never gonna die, whoo!
I just copped a jet to fly over personal debt
Put one up in the sky
The sun is in my eyes, whoo!
Woke up and felt the vibe, whoo!
No matter how hard they try, whoo!
We never gonna die

[Hook: Rihanna]
I just wanted you to know

[Bridge: Sister Nancy + Swizz Beatz]
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
‘ey what a bam bam
How you feeling right now? Let me see your lighters in the air
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam eh
Bam bam, bam bam
Let me see your middle finger in the air
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Let me see you act up in this motherfucker
‘ey what a bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
How you feelin’, how you feelin, how you feelin’ in this mother fucker, god damn
Bam bam
One thing you can’t do is stop us now
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
You can’t stop the thing now
‘ey what a bam bam
Man it’s way too late, it’s way too late, it’s way too late you can’t fuck with us
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
To the left, to the right
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
I wanna see everybody hands in the air like this
‘ey what a bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam

[Outro: Nina Simone]
I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From the very start
I don’t blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know

Kanye West – Father Stretch My Hands (Pt. 2) (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro]
(Perfect)
Ohhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhh
Ohhhhhhh

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
I go, I go, ay ay, I go
Up in the morning, miss you bad
Sorry I ain’t called you back
The same problem my father had
All his time, all he had, all he had
In what he dreamed
All his cash, market crashed
Hurt him bad, people get divorced for that
Drops some stacks pops is good
Momma pass in Hollywood
If you ask, lost my soul
Driving fast, lost control
Off the road, jaw was broke
‘Member we all was broke
‘Member I’m coming back
I’ll be taking all the stacks

[Verse 2: Desiigner]
I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean, and the Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Hitting off licks in the bando
Black X6, Phantom
White X6 looks like a panda
Going out like I’m Montana
Hundred killers, hundred hammers
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Selling bar, candy
Man I’m the macho like Randy
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga, pull up ya panty
Hope you killas understand me

[Bridge: Kanye West]
I just want to feel liberated, I, I, I
I just want to feel liberated, I, I, I
Taking all the stacks, oh
Stacks, oh
Taking all the stacks, oh

[Verse 3: Desiigner]
I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean, and sipping Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Wake up Versace, shit life Desiigner
Whole bunch of lavish shit
They be asking round town who be clappin shit
I pullin up stuff in the Phantom ship
I got plenty of stuff of Bugatti, whip look how I try this shit
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, killing on camera

[Bridge: Caroline Shaw]
How can I find you?
Who do you turn to?
How do I bind you?

[Outro: Pastor T. L. Barrett]
If I don’t turn to you
No other help I know, I stretch my hands

Kanye West – Ultralight Beam (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro: Natalie is Great (Mother)]
(Yes, God)
We don’t want no devils in the house, God (Yes, Lord)
We want the lord (Yes, Jesus)
And that’s it (Yes, God)
Hallej- hand over Satan (Yes, Jesus)
Jesus praise the Lord (Yes God)
Hallelujah, God (Yes, God)
We don’t want no devils in the house, God (Yes, Lord)
We want the lord (Yes, Jesus)
And that’s it (Yes, God)
Hallej- hand over Satan (Yes, Jesus)
Jesus praise the Lord (Yes, God)

[Hook 1: Kanye West & The-Dream]
I’m tryna keep my faith
We on an ultralight beam
We on an ultralight beam
This is a God dream
This is a God dream
This is everything
This is everything
Deliver us serenity
Deliver us peace
Deliver us loving
We know we need it
You know we need it
You know we need it
That’s why we need you now, oh, I
Pray for Paris
Pray for the parents
This is a God dream
This is a God dream
This is a God dream
We on an ultralight beam
We on an ultralight beam
This is a God dream
This is a God dream
This is everything
Everything (Thing, thing, thing)

[Refrain: The-Dream & Choir]
I’m tryna keep my faith
But I’m looking for more
Somewhere I can feel safe
And end my holy war
I’m tryna keep my faith

[Verse 1: Kelly Price (Choir)]
So why send depression not blessings?
Why, oh why’d you do me wrong? (More)
You persecute the weak
Because it makes you feel so strong
(To save) Don’t have much strength to fight
So I look to the light
(Lord) To make these wrongs turn right
Head up high, I look to the light
Hey, cause I know that you’ll make everything alright
And I know that you’ll take good care of your child
Oh, no longer am afraid of the night
Cause I, I look to the light

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
When they come for you, I will shield your name
I will field their questions, I will feel your pain
They don’t know, they don’t
They don’t know, they don’t know
Foot on the Devil’s neck ’til they drifted Pangaea
I’m moving all my family from Chatham to Zambia
Treat the demons just like Pam
I mean I fuck with your friends, but damn, Gina
I been this way since Arthur was anteater
Now they wanna hit me with the woo wap the bam
Tryna snap photos of familia
My daughter look just like Sia, you can’t see her
You can feel the lyrics and spirit coming in braille
Tubman of the underground, come and follow the trail
I made Sunday Candy, I’m never going to hell
I met Kanye West, I’m never going to fail
He said let’s do a good ass job with Chance three
I hear you gotta sell it to snatch the Grammy
Let’s make it so free and the bars so hard
That there ain’t one gosh darn part you can’t tweet
This is my part, nobody else speak
This is my part, nobody else speak
This little light of mine
Glory be to God, yeah
I’mma make sure that they go where they can’t go
If they don’t wanna ride I’mma still give them raincoats
Know what God said when he made the first rainbow
Just throw this at the end if I’m too late for the intro
Ugh, I’m just having fun with it
You know that a nigga was lost
I laugh in my head
Cause I bet that my ex looking back like a pillar of salt
Ugh, cause they’ll flip the script on your ass like Wesley and Spike
You cannot mess with the light
Look at lil Chano from 79

[Hook 2: Kanye West]
We on an ultralight beam
We on an ultralight beam
This is a God dream
This is a God dream
This is everything
Everything

[Refrain: The-Dream (Natalie Is Great) & Choir]
(Yes, God
Hallelujah)
I’m tryna keep my faith
(Yes, Jesus)
But I’m looking for more
Somewhere I can feel safe
And end my holy war

[Outro: Kirk Franklin & Choir]
Father, this prayer is for everyone that feels they’re not good enough. This prayer’s for everybody that feels like they’re too messed up. For everyone that feels they’ve said "I’m sorry" too many times. You can never go too far when you can’t come back home again. That’s why I need…
Faith, more, safe, war

Kanye West – Father Stretch My Hands (Pt. 1) (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro: Pastor T.L. Barrett]
You’re the only power
You’re the only power that can
You’re the only power
You’re the only power that can, ohhhh
Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh

[Future]
If young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot you

[Hook: Kid Cudi]
Beautiful morning, you’re the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted
Beautiful morning, you’re the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted

[Bridge: Kanye West]
Just want to feel liberated, I, I, I
I just want to feel liberated, I, I, I
If I ever instigated I’m sorry
Tell me who in here can relate, I, I, I

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Now if I fuck this model
And she just bleached her asshole
And I get bleach on my T-shirt
I’mma feel like an asshole
I was high when I met her
We was down in Tribeca
She get under your skin if you let her
She get under your skin if you-uh
I don’t even want to talk about it
I don’t even want to talk about it
I don’t even want to say nothing
Everybody gon’ say something
I’d be worried if they said nothing
Remind me where I know you from?
She looking like she owe you some
You know just what we want
I want to wake up with you in my eyes

[Hook: Kid Cudi]
Beautiful morning, you’re the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted
Beautiful morning, you’re the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted

[Bridge: Kanye West]
Just want to feel liberated, I, I, I
I just want to feel liberated, I, I, I
If I ever instigated I’m sorry
Tell me who in here can relate, I, I, I

Fergie – M.I.L.F. $ (Sub Español)

[Fergie]
You got that
(You got that)
You got that MILF money!
I got that
I got that
I got that MILF money!
You got that
You got that
You got that MILF money!
I got that
I got that

I got that MILF money
I got that MILF money
I got that MILF money
I got that MILF money
I got that MILF money…

Heard you in the mood for a little milkshake
Welcome to the dairy dutchess love factory
I could whip it up, fix you up straight away
Come on in the front door, love in the back door
Whip it, flip it, hey!

Been working extra service to give it to ya
Didn’t mean to make you nervous you motherfucker

You got that
(You got that)
You got that MILF money!
I got that
I got that
I got that MILF money…
I got that MILF money…
I got that MILF money…

Me and the girls, up in the club
Hating ass hoes but I don’t give a fuck
Running them up
I been working all week, now where the hell is my drink?
Hair and nails is on fleek
All my girls on fleek

I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T
Do you know what that means?
Can’t see me, D-O-R-K
I’m P-A-I-D
You heard about me, I’m saying

You got that
You got that
You got that MILF money!
I got that
I got that
I got that MILF money!
You got that
You got that
You got that MILF money!
I got that
I got that
I got that MILF money!

I’ve been wearin’ this up
I’ve been tippin’ this cup
I’ve been waiting my turn
I’ve been working so hard
Got my spirit turnt up and I can’t stop now
I’ve been running so long
I been vibing so strong
I want it, I need it, I got it for real
I love it, I want it
I feel it, it’s real
And mama I did it, it’s time to hear me
Man I did it, don’t forget it, motherfucker I’m ill

Now lemme see you milkshake
I got that MILF money
I got that MILF money
I got that MILF money
Lemme see you milkshake
I got that MILF money
I got that MILF money

(I got that MILF money…)

Been working extra service to give it to ya
Didn’t mean to make you nervous
To give it to ya

(You motherf*cker…)

METRICKZ – Raw (Raw EP)

[Part 1]
Sie gaben mir ’ne Kick, Drum und Snare, Geigen in Staccato
Synthesizer wie Tornados
Denn ich kam aus dem Nichts bis hier her im weißen Murciélago
Und suche Streit wie die NATO
Du denkst, du bist wie ich und machst auf Indie, aber nada
Denn ich war schon ganz vorne, als noch niemand von euch da war
Ich bin wie die Sonne, meine Stimme Intifada
Junge, jeder meiner Feinde wird vernichtet von der Lava
Es wird endlich wieder RAW, endgegen jeder Norm
Kämpfen wie ein Löwe, aber leben wie ein Lord
Und ich hebe mich empor, Genetik Mesomorph
Schon damals sah’n die größten der Propheten es hervor
Mann, sie könn’n nicht unterscheiden zwischen Wahrheit oder Lüge
Keinem zu vertrauen, ist meine Art der Attitüde
Designe meinen Sound in einer atomaren Wüste
Und zermalme euch zu Staub durch meine Nanokatalyse
Bin der Anfang einer rabenschwarzen Ära, Nostradamus
Deutscher Rap bis dato noch im pränatalen Status
Vergleiche mich mit Plato oder jemandem wie Pablo
Die epochale Warnung vor der zehnten Offenbarung

[Hook]
Es wird endlich wieder RAW
Kä-Kämpfen wie ein Löwe, aber leben wie ein Lord, ich-ich zeige keine Reue (keine Reue)
Es wird endlich wieder RAW
Kämpfen wie, wie ein Löwe, aber leben wie ein Lord

[Part 2]
Ich schlage wie ein Blitz um mich her, sie biten meinen Typus
Doch ich bleib’ für sie ein Mythos
Ich bin aufm Trip zu den Stern’n und steiger’ mich im Zyklus
Verfasse Reime auf Papyrus
Mann, wegen mei’m Charakter kollabier’n sie in der Cypher
Niemand der mich packen, kontrollier’n oder sign’n kann
Alles, was ich mache, absolvier’ ich im Alleingang
Und mich zu überschatten, ist wie Schießen auf ’ne Steinwand
Sie woll’n Liebeslieder, doch ich bin nicht Justin Bieber
Mann, alle bleiben häng’n auf meiner Single „Valentina“
Ich steig’ aus dem Inferno und verändere das Klima
Denn ich lass’ die Atmosphäre hier verbrenn’n wie Gasolina
Wenn du denkst, wir wären Freunde, ist das pure Blasphemie
Ich zeige keine Reue, lad’ die Kugel nach und schieß’
Sie bauen mir ein Gebäude vor dem Louvre in Paris
Denn ich bin sowas wie ein Gott für diese Huren von MCs
X-Plosive, gib den Beat, denn ich zerbombe diese Enemies
Und wenn noch einer von euch Opfern wieder Welle schiebt
Haltet ihr Krüppel euren Kopf hin so wie Kennedy
Denn ich bin ein Verbrecher wie die Rockefeller-Family

[Hook]
Es wird endlich wieder RAW
Kämpfen wie ein Löwe, aber leben wie ein Lord, ich-ich zeige keine Reue (keine Reue)
Es wird endlich wieder RAW
Kämpfen wie, wie ein Löwe, aber leben wie ein Lord
Es wird eindlich wieder RAW

METRICKZ – Stadt Ohne Skyline (Raw EP)

[Hook] (2x)
Und ich laufe durch die Slums dieser Eiszeit
Ich kam aus dem Nichts, ohne Sunset und Nightlife
Meine Gegend fourty-nine und ich bleib’, bleib’
Immer noch der Junge aus der Stadt ohne Skyline

[Part 1]
In jeder Nacht, in der ich wach bin und nicht schlafen kann
Schreib’ ich paar Reime, so hat praktisch alles angefangen
Ich saß alleine da, fanatisch im Gedankengang
Und aus der Armut wurd’ ein Traum wie durch ein Anagramm
Mann, dass ich Indie bin, verwechseln sie mit Schwäche
Weil ich mich niemals verbiege und mit Rappern nicht connecte
„Keine Liebe für die Faker“, ist im Endeffekt die Message
Und du kriegst immer noch kein Feature, weil du wack bist
Weißt du noch „Weil sie uns lieben“ auf CD?
Das allererste Mal ’nen lila Schein im Portemonnaie
Zu der Zeit wusste keiner, was da eigentlich noch geht
Ultravio, Kamikaze, Mann, dein Neid ist schon okay, yeah
Auf meinem Weg hab’ ich die Aussicht von nem Jetpilot
Doch unterschreibe keine Klauseln in dei’m Chefbüro
Denn was ich mach’, geht automatisch durch die Decke, Bro
Sneaker sind so weiß wie das Haus von einem Eskimo

[Hook] (2x)
Und ich laufe durch die Slums dieser Eiszeit
Ich kam aus dem Nichts, ohne Sunset und Nightlife
Meine Gegend fourty-nine und ich bleib’, bleib’
Immer noch der Junge aus der Stadt ohne Skyline

[Part 2]
Ich kaufte mir mein erstes Mikrofon auf Raten
Und heute fragen mich die Wichser, wie wir uns vermarkten
Denn damals dachte wirklich niemand, dass wir charten
Jetzt hab’ ich ein Domizil mit einem riesengroßen Garten
Den schwarzen Beamer in der Tiefgarage parken
Mann, ich reise von Berlin über Paris nach Kopenhagen
Zum nächsten Meeting und kann wieder mal nicht schlafen
Vierzigtausend Euro Netto für ein Video in den Staaten
Man könnte sagen die Erfolge sprechen Bände
Denn wenn ich wollte, wär’ ich wie mein Vater schon in Rente
Ich brauch’ kein Deal und keine goldverzierten Wände
Mein Leben anthrazit ohne die farbigen Akzente
So viele Rapper schmier’n mir Honig um das Maul
Timberwolf-Teppich vor der Wohnzimmercouch
Kripo observiert und nimmt Phantombilder auf
Doch wir knipsen deine Lichter mit ’ner Schrotflinte aus, yeah!

[Hook] (2x)
Und ich laufe durch die Slums dieser Eiszeit
Ich kam aus dem Nichts, ohne Sunset und Nightlife
Meine Gegend fourty-nine und ich bleib’, bleib’
Immer noch der Junge aus der Stadt ohne Skyline

[Outro]
Immer-immer-immer noch der Junge aus der Stadt ohne Skyline
A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-aus der Armut wird ein Traum wie durch ein Anagramm
I-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i immer noch der Junge aus der Stadt ohne Skyline
A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-aus der Armut wird ein Traum wie durch ein Anagramm

METRICKZ – Everest (Raw EP)

[Part 1]
Ich passe zu dir, du passt zu mir
Nur die Vernunft nicht so zu uns
Spielerisch leicht und jugendlich dumm
Geh’n wir zu weit und dreh’n uns nicht um
Immer auf Streit nachts um halb drei
Schrei’n wie verrückt, bis die Nachbarn uns hör’n
Die Wände sind dünn, doch das ist dir gleich
Solang’ bis wir all uns’re Sachen zerstör’n
Ich sehe dich an und sehe dir an
Dass du nicht so cool bist wie du grade denkst
Denn diese Distanz, sie geht dir zu nah
Und lässt dich so tun als ob du mich nicht kennst
Ich bin nur an Orten, an den’n du nie bist
Doch rede mit Freunden fast nur über dich
Und sage zu all’n, dass ich dich nicht vermiss’
Obwohl ich so Angst hab’, dass du mich vergisst
So langsam begreif’ ich, was mit uns passiert
Wir sind dabei, uns ein Stück zu verlier’n
Ich geh’ auf dich zu und ich rücke zu dir
Doch du drehst dich nur mit dem Rücken zu mir
Sag mir nie wieder, „Wir halten zusamm’n!“!
Sag mir nie wieder, „Wir bleiben zusamm’n!“!
Sag mir nie wieder, „Wir beide zusamm’n
Gegen die Welt!“ Und reich mir nicht die Hand!
Ich glaube, für dich war „für immer“ nicht ewig
Ich glaube, für mich war „für immer“ zu wenig
Fühl’ mich gefangen im silbernen Käfig
Obwohl ich seit Tagen fast nur unterwegs bin
Und wenn ich sage: „Es ist schon erträglich!“
Lüg’ ich mich an, aber scheiter’ vergeblich
Kann nicht so tun als ob alles okay ist, denn (denn) …

[Hook]
Dich zu vergessen ist mein Everest
Du siehst mich an und ich stürz’ achttausend Fehler tief
Ich fall’ zu Boden, denn im Endeffekt
Krall’ ich mich fest an einem Konjunktiv mit allem, was wir sein hätten könn’n
Du bist mein Everest
Nur wegen dir war ich trotz Höhenangst auf Wolke sieben
Ich fall’ zu Boden, denn im Endeffekt
Halt’ ich mich fest an trüben Konjunktiven und hör’ nicht auf, in meinem Träum’n zu fliegen

[Part 2]
Keine Wärme, du bist außer dir
Und jedem geht es gut damit, außer mir
Wo wir stehen, kann ich kaum kapier’n
Denn ich steh’ neben mir und du bist kaum noch hier
Mann, ich wünsche mir die Zeit umzukehr’n
Dass du bei mir bist und alles wie in Zeitlupe wär’
Was wir tun, ist nicht leicht zu erklär’n
Wie wir sind, ist für kein’n von uns fair
Früher war da einma’ mehr zwischen uns, doch
Mittlerweile liegt ein Meer zwischen uns
Wie lange geht das hin und her zwischen uns noch?
Ich glaube wir beide komm’n nie mehr zur Vernunft
Jeden Tag unterwegs ohne dich
Und ich weiß nicht, mit wem du dich triffst
Deine Art ist ein Rätsel für mich
Denn ich kann schon zu lang’ nicht versteh’n wie du bist
Sag mir nicht, dass du mich nicht vergisst
Schreib mir nicht, dass du mich nicht vermisst
Ist schon gut, doch behalt das für dich
Denn das Bett zwischen uns beiden ist einfach zu trist
Wenn du meinst, du bist nicht mehr mit mir
Kann es sein, dass ich das akzeptier’
Und ich werd’ wegen dir keine einzige Träne
Mehr wein’n und die Fassung verlier’n
Denn für dich war „für immer“ nicht ewig
Und für mich war „für immer“ zu wenig
Bin gefangen im silbernen Käfig
Obwohl ich seit Tagen fast nur unterwegs bin
Wenn ich sag’: „Das ist für mich erledigt!“
Will ich’s glauben, doch scheiter’ vergeblich
Kann so tun, als ob alles okay ist, doch (doch) …

[Hook]
Dich zu vergessen ist mein Everest
Du siehst mich an und ich stürz’ achttausend Fehler tief
Ich fall zu Boden, denn im Endeffekt
Krall ich mich fest an einem Konjunktiv mit allem was wir sein hätten können
Du bist mein Everest
Nur wegen dir war ich trotz Höhenangst auf Wolke sieben
Ich fall zu Boden, denn im Endeffekt
Halt ich mich fest an trüben Konjuktiven und hör nicht auf in meinen Träumen zu fliegen

METRICKZ – Burj Khalifa (Raw EP)

[Intro: Metrickz]
J-j-j-j-jetzt ist Schluss mit lustig!
K-K-Kampfansage

[Part 1: Metrickz]
Ich bin ein Indie-Phänomen, das Star sein in den Gen’n
Mehr Cash als du je haben wirst in meinem Portemonnaie
Bitches im BMW, im schwarzen Gran Coupé
John Gotti, Chapo, El Diablo, Frank Sinatra B
Will so viel Macht, dass mir nie wieder jemand widerspricht
Will so viel Macht, dass ich dir sag’, ab wann du wieder sprichst
Bin niemals down mit einer Hoe wie deiner Mutter
Bitches aus Moskau mit ’ner Haut so weiß wie Zucker
Dicka, Multi, Mios, frag die GEMA
Immer mit der Gang und ich jag’ das Paper
Attentäter, Shots auf Hater
Muskelbepackt, so wie Dark Vegeta
Kein Plan, wer du Bastard bist
„Schick ma’ kein’ Part ein!“ – denn ich mach’ da nicht mit
Immer getarnt wie die Mafia, du Bitch!
Keiner kommt klar auf mein’n Angebertrip
Paparazzi werfen Blicke durch die Jalousie
An­ti­pa­thie für deine Clique und alles, was du liebst
Du machst dein Job und ich dein Mädchen klar – Nymphomanie
Nur Hits in meiner Wikipedia – Diskographie

[Hook: Metrickz] (2x)
Mein Hype ist größer als der Burj Khalifa
Mehr Vermögen als ein Bundesligafußballspieler
Deutsche Rapper sind nur unbeliebtes Ungeziefer
Genau deswegen kriegst du Hurensohn auch nie ein Feature, yeah

[Part 2: Richter]
Lass mich in Ruh’ mit dei’m Gelaber, ich und du hab’n nix gemeinsam
Bei mir läuft wie Usain Bolt, deine Crew versinkt im Treibsand
Ihr seid alle down mit jedem, der gerade bisschen Hype hat
Und verkauft dafür die Menschen in den Straßen eurer Heimat
Mein Talent ist nicht mehr greifbar, ich kann das, woran du scheiterst
Wenn’s drauf ankam und es Streit gab, stand ich meistens ganz allein da
Vor ein paar Jahren dachten Neider, ich und David kommen nicht weiter
Dicka, heute wär’ die Eins mit ’ner Kollabo viel zu einfach
Mann, ich fick die Welt, Attentäter
Iimmer noch ich paar Jahre später
Killershit Richter, keine Gegner
Ficke das Biz mit einer Feder
Habe keine Zeit für das Interview
Du bist in der Juice, ich bin in der Booth
Und mach’ Raptraks
Doubletime perfekt – du schaust behindert zu
Wir geh’n auf iTunes auf die Eins mit uns’rer Dancerline
Du stehst am Treffpunkt für das Meeting, ich bin längst daheim
Leg’ mich ins Bett, wenn meine Feinde brav zur Arbeit fahren
Yeah, jetzt ist Schluss mit lustig – K-K-Kampfansage

[Hook: Metrickz] (2x)
Mein Hype ist größer als der Burj Khalifa
Mehr Vermögen als ein Bundesligafußballspieler
Deutsche Rapper sind nur unbeliebtes Ungeziefer
Genau deswegen kriegst du Hurensohn auch nie ein Feature, yeah

METRICKZ – Villa (feat. Raf Camora) (Raw EP)

[Hook: RAF Camora]
Seul dans ma villa (seul dans ma villa)
Personne l’avait cru, mais pourtant je l’avais dit
Seul dans ma villa (seul dans ma villa)
La famille m’a dit de rester, mais qui reste à la ville ?
Seul dans ma villa (seul dans ma villa)
Si je les avais écoutés, j’serai encore en train de traîner
Seul dans mon block, calibre dans les poches

[Part 1: Metrickz]
Als Kind hab’ ich geträumt von ‘nem nagelneuen Beamer
Heute lass’ ich mir komplette Wagenhäuser liefern
„Ich warte nur auf Streit“ galt schon damals in der Kita
Und sagte: „Tut mir leid, wir vertragen uns nie wieder!“
Dicka, du machst auf der Schule mit dein’ Airmax auf cool
Ich habe ein paar Schuhe, die mehr wert sind als du
Ich trage eine Uhr, die mehr wert ist als du
Und sogar meine Frisur ist zehnmal mehr wert als du
Man ich laufe mit Kapuze durch die Wüste von Nevada wie Assassin’s Creed
Und mach mehr Kohle als ein Zahnarzt, nur mit Rapmusik
Alles Nutten die jetzt blasen beim Geschäftstermin
Man ich fühl mich wie Obama – Präsidentensuite
Sneaker blenden wie ein Leuchtfeuerstrahl
Ich kauf’ Häuser während, du für deinen Volkswagen sparst, Junge
Wir überfall’n dich in voll Camouflage
Wenn ich sterbe dann im Gold Sarkophag

[Hook: RAF Camora]
Seul dans ma villa (seul dans ma villa)
Personne l’avait cru, mais pourtant je l’avais dit
Seul dans ma villa (seul dans ma villa)
La famille m’a dit de rester, mais qui reste à la ville ?
Seul dans ma villa (seul dans ma villa)
Si je les avais écoutés, j’serai encore en train de traîner
Seul dans mon block, calibre dans les poches

[Part 2: Metrickz]
Keine Sympathie, deswegen mach ma’ nicht auf Bruder
Immer wutgeladen so als wär’ mein Name Glurak
Treib mit mir kein’ Schabernack, du hijo de la puta
Sonst hol’ ich deine Freundin nach der Arbeit ab von Douglas
Denn ich war schon als Kind so ignorant wie die Yakuza
Checke nach dem Meeting ein paar Schlampen ab bei Hooters
Weil jede bei mir landen will als wäre ich ein Flugplatz
Sei ma’ nicht beleidigt weil du nicht in meine Crew passt
Denn ich komm’ in Club und sie erkenn’ mich an der Aura
Bin immer mit der Family und häng’ nicht mit dir V-Mann
Du und deine Freunde machen Welle wie ein Staudamm
Doch eure schwul’n Allüren enden heute mit ‘nem Trauma
Das Ultravio-Geld ist investiert in Immobilien
Jedes Video von mir ist wie ein Spielfilm
Niemand da, der mit mir streiten oder Krieg will
Vertreibe Merchandise mit meinem Zeichen auf Textilien

[Hook: RAF Camora]
Seul dans ma villa (seul dans ma villa)
Personne l’avait cru, mais pourtant je l’avais dit
Seul dans ma villa (seul dans ma villa)
La famille m’a dit de rester, mais qui reste à la ville ?
Seul dans ma villa (seul dans ma villa)
Si je les avais écoutés, j’serai encore en train de traîner
Seul dans mon block, calibre dans les poches

[Part 3: RAF Camora]
Ah! RA!
Familie ist safe, Schwester ist safe
Geld für die Besten der Besten ist safe
Alfa ist safe, Mama ist safe
Den Porsche bald in der Garage ist safe
Geld ist im Safe, hab’s selten gezählt
Denn es kommt und es geht (und es geht)
Mein Sex immer safe, die Welt ist auf Aids
Abhängig von Werbebudgets, ah
Am Mexico-Space check’ ich die Mails
Feature mit Metrickz am Track ist gesavt
Hässliche Baes woll’n mir etwas erzähl’n
Alle hab’n die Wahrheit gefressen, doch seht
Wo ich bin, wieder am Kiez
Sitze am Balkon, komponiere, mach’ Hits
Liege im Bett, schreib’ Parts, pick’ Beats
Und fick’ diese Welt, bis die Slut mich liebt

[Hook: RAF Camora]
Seul dans ma villa (seul dans ma villa)
Personne l’avait cru, mais pourtant je l’avais dit
Seul dans ma villa (seul dans ma villa)
La famille m’a dit de rester, mais qui reste à la ville ?
Seul dans ma villa (seul dans ma villa)
Si je les avais écoutés, j’serai encore en train de traîner
Seul dans mon block, calibre dans les poches

Martin Garrix – Hold On & Believe (feat. The Federal Empire) (Seven EP)

[Verse 1]
I thought my heart was gone
After I lost it all
Felt I was falling down
Still I chose to be proud
Until I hit the ground

[Pre-Chorus]
You got me back on my feet again
You said that lovers come and may go
You said that time will pass but I’ll stay your friend
I’ll help you up when you feel alone

[Chorus]
I was lonely
But after all you told me I’d be okay
Cause friends are worth a whole lot more than money
Hope that everyone has felt like me
Hold on and believe

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
I was lonely
But after all you told me I’d be okay
Cause friends are worth a whole lot more than money
Hope that everyone has felt like me
Hold on and believe

[Instrumental]

[Verse 2]
I started looking back
At all I used to have
I never felt so low
Where did everyone go
When I need them most

[Pre-Chorus]
You got me back on my feet again
You said that lovers come and may go
You said that time will pass but I’ll stay your friend
I’ll help you up when you feel alone

[Chorus]
I was lonely
But after all you told me I’d be okay
Cause friends are worth a whole lot more than money
Hope that everyone has felt like me
Hold on and believe

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
I was lonely
But after all you told me I’d be okay
Cause friends are worth a whole lot more than money
Hope that everyone has felt like me
Hold on and believe

[Instrumental]

Martin Garrix – Together (Seven EP)

[Verse 1]
Diamonds in the dust
That is all we are
Some of us give up
Some dream of the stars

[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a change in the wind that’s blowing
And I’ve still got blood in my heart
Though we might not know where we’re going
I promise we’ll never be apart

[Chorus]
Just pick me up
And never let me go
We don’t need much
As long as we’re together, together, together
(Together, together, together)
(Together, together, together)
We don’t need much
As long as we’re together, together, together

[Post-Chorus]
As long as we’re together, together, together
As long as we’re together, together, together

[Verse 2]
Heads under the sun
Wait for night to fall
Some get what they want
Some they lose it all

[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a change in the wind that’s blowing
And we’ve still got blood in our hearts
Though we might not know where we’re going
I promise we’ll never be apart

[Chorus]
Just pick me up
And never let me go
We don’t need much
As long as we’re together, together, together
(Together, together, together)
(Together, together, together)
(Together, together, together)
(Together, together, together)
(Together, together, together)
(Together, together, together)
We don’t need much
As long as we’re together, together, together

[Post-Chorus]
As long as we’re together, together, together

Martin Garrix – Make Up Your Mind (Seven EP)

Hey girls be boys superstar DJs There we go
Hey girls be boys superstar DJs There we go
Hey girls be boys superstar DJs There we go
Hey girls be boys superstar DJs There we go

[Instrumental]

Make up your and make up your soul

[Instrumental]

Make up your and make up your soul
Make up your and make up your soul

[Instrumental]

Make up your mind and make up your soul
Make up your mind and make up your soul
Make up your mind and make up your soul
Make up your mind and make up your soul
Make up your mind and make up your soul
Make up your mind and make up your soul
Make up your mind and make up your soul
Make up your mind and make up your soul
Make up your mind and make up your soul
Make up your mind and make up your soul
Make up your mind and make up your soul
Make up your mind and make up your soul
Make up your mind and make up your soul
Make up your mind and make up your soul

Make up your and make up your soul

[Instrumental]

Kate Voege – Free & Wild (Canyonlands Album)

[Verse 1]
I’m running faster than I ever have in my life
But I don’t know where to
My reckless heart is beating hard, ain’t got no idea why
Why should I have to?

[Pre-Chorus]
Sticks and stones and open roads roll beneath my feet
But you and me that’s how we’ll always be

[Chorus]
We’re free and wild, time is on our side
The sweet, sweet music of laughing till we cry
The road is always long, but one step at a time
We’ll keep on dreaming till everything’s alright
We’re free and wild

[Verse 2]
Woke up with flowers in my hair
I feel like a child again
I breathe in the canyon air, let the wind whisper in my ear
Cause it knows where I’ve been

[Pre-Chorus]
I walk the map and magic happens rambling through this land
So all I know on holy ground we stand

[Chorus]
We’re free and wild, time is on our side
The sweet, sweet music of laughing till we cry
The road is always long, but one step at a time
We’ll keep on dreaming till everything’s alright
We’re free and wild

[Pre-Chorus]
Sticks and stones and open roads roll beneath my feet
But you and me that’s how we’ll always be

[Chorus]
Free and wild, time is on our side
The sweet, sweet music of laughing till we cry
The road is always long, but one step at a time
We’ll keep on dreaming till everything’s alright

We’re free and wild, time is on our side
The sweet, sweet music of laughing till we cry
The road is always long, but one step at a time
We’ll keep on dreaming till everything’s alright
We’re free and wild, free and wild, we’re free and wild

Kate Voege – Not The Only One (Canyonlands Album)

[Verse 1]
I see you throwing your hands up
Putting your head down, letting the air out
I see you’re burning that bridge now
Wishing you’d turn round, I’m not the only one

[Pre-Chorus]
You gotta know, gotta know tonight
You gotta know, gotta know tonight
You gotta know, gotta know, gotta know, that I

[Chorus]
I’m someone who loves you, someone who loves you
And I’m not the only one
Said, I’m someone who loves you, someone who loves you
And I’m not the only one

[Verse 2]
You’re someone that I can’t lose
I want what’s best for you and I know the day will come
When you finally believe it
You’ll look up and see that I’m not the only one

[Pre-Chorus]
You gotta know, gotta know tonight
You gotta know, gotta know tonight
You gotta know, gotta know, gotta know, that I

[Chorus]
I’m someone who loves you, someone who loves you
And I’m not the only one
Yeah, I’m someone who loves you, someone who loves you
And I’m not the only one

[Bridge]
We’re in this thing together

[Chorus]
I’m someone who loves you, someone who loves you
And I’m not the only one
I’m someone who loves you, someone who loves you
And I’m not the only one, I’m not the only one

Kate Voege – Sun Will Rise (Canyonlands Album)

[Verse 1]
I felt the ocean closing in around me
I was lost and I was drowning
I could hear the water pounding, surrounding me

[Pre-Chorus]
I was swallowed up in my despair, a pain I’ve never known
Oh, I’m sinking but I’m not made of stone

[Chorus]
And I hold onto hope, I’m not alone
I know my faith will take me home
And I’m going to fight harder than I cry, yeah

Love is enough, I won’t give up
I’m going to hold my head above
I believe that even through the darkest night
The sun will rise, oh

[Verse 2]
I get the no sign
Now and then that it’s too late, oh
And the world can be a cruel place
But I’m holding out for new days, yeah and I break the chain, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
Cause I can feel the darkness lift, the truth is going to shine
And until then, I know that I’ll survive

[Chorus]
And I hold onto hope, I’m not alone
I know my faith will take me home
And I’m going to fight harder than I cry, yeah

Love is enough, I won’t give up
I’m going to hold my head above
I believe that even through the darkest night
The sun will rise, oh, oh, oh

[Bridge]
When I open up my eyes, and I’m looking to sky
And I know that it’s about that time, oh

[Chorus]
And I hold onto hope, I’m not alone
I know my faith will take me home
And I’m going to fight harder than I cry, yeah

Love is enough, I won’t give up
I’m going to hold my head above
I believe that even through the darkest night
The sun will rise, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh yeah, the sun will rise, oh, oh, oh