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RAG’N’BONE MAN – Skin lyrics

When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you

Seconds from my heart
A bullet from the dark
Helpless, I surrender
Shackled by your love
Holding me like this
With poison on your lips
Only when it’s over
Silence it’s so hard

‘Cause it was almost love, it was almost love
It was almost love, it was almost love

When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you

When I run out of air to breathe
It’s your ghost I see
I’ll be thinking about you, about you
It was almost love, it was almost…

We bleed ourselves in vain
How tragic is this game
Turn around, I’m holding on to someone
But the love is gone
Carrying the load, with wings that feel like stone
Knowing that we nearly fell so far now
It’s hard to tell

Yeah we came so close, it was almost love
It was almost love, it was almost love

When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About you

When I run out of air to breathe
It’s your ghost I see
I’ll be thinking about you, about you

While I reached out for your hand
When the walls were caving in
Well, I see you on the other side
We can try all over again

When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About you

When I run out of air to breathe
It’s your ghost I see
I’ll be thinking about you, about you

‘Cause it was almost love, it was almost love
It was almost love, it was almost love

Zayn & Taylor Swift – I Don’t Wanna Live Forever

Been sitting eyes wide open behind these four walls, hoping you’d call
It’s just a cruel existence like there’s no point hoping at all
Baby, baby, I feel crazy, up all night, all night and every day
Give me something, oh, but you say nothing
What is happening to me?
I don’t wanna live forever, ’cause I know I’ll be living in vain
And I don’t wanna fit wherever
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I’m sitting eyes wide open and I got one thing stuck in my mind
Wondering if I dodged a bullet or just lost the love of my life, oh
Baby, baby, I feel crazy
Up all night, all night and every day
I gave you something, but you gave me nothing
What is happening to me?
I don’t wanna live forever, ’cause I know I’ll be living in vain
And I don’t wanna fit (fit, babe) wherever (wherever)
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I’ve been looking sad in all the nicest places
Baby, baby, I feel crazy
I see you around in all these empty faces
Up all night, all night and every day
I’ve been looking sad in all the nicest places
Give me something, oh, but you say nothing
Now I’m in a cab, I tell ’em where your place is
What is happening to me?
I don’t wanna live forever, ’cause I know I’ll be living in vain
And I don’t wanna fit wherever
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
Until you come back home

Machine Gun Kelly – Dopeman

[Verse 1]
I just hung up wit the dope man
He just pulled up in the O van
Piece in my pocket click clack
Bi**h I don’t trust nobody get back
My tempo is slurred
Twist that hash wit my herb
Mix that soda and syrup
Holding my strap like The Purge
Undercovers is the undercovers
Run motherf**ker run motherf**ker
My homie Tone threw his 45 on the ground
Both got lost and they never get found
Cut through the park stay low, stay low
Hear the pitbulls bark there they go
I should’ve went to class this month
But I said f**k that I’m ghost, so
I just rolled up on the dope man
Ay, young gunna, OKAY

[Bridge]
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man

[Chorus]
I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man
I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man

[Verse 2]
I just got a scale by the way
Shout out Patty Cake by the way
Told me never put a whole gram in a dime
Give em point seven and them fools be fine
But how you gon sell by the way
You ain’t got a clientele by the way
I’ma hit Tri-C wit a couple packs
And if the motherf**kers selling I’ma double back
Phone ringing more than the operator
And the dealers who deliver getting all the paper
I spend Sunday trapping on Union
Serving my people like Communion
Can I front em a ten, no
I am not a friend, no
Give me money, take this, dope
Can I get an amen?
Kells!

[Bridge]
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man

[Chorus]
I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man
I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man

Masta Killa – Therapy (feat. Redman & Method Man)

[Verse 1: Masta Killa]
Yo, I gotta be around this music, it’s therapeutic
The first fresh thoughts of the day is so clear
When I walk, in my head, there’s a voice that talks
In my ear I can hear so clear, you think I’m buggin’ right?
I’m just contemplating the silent [?]
Out to the West Side my killer Cali gangstas
Ride and get the head right
Yo son, I’m on the next flight in
Twist some [?] I’m guaranteed the right of his psalm before we reach
Throw the instrumental on it, watch [?] pattern of speech
Man-formed military arm ready to swarm, get your party on
Drinks on the house tonight, ladies lookin’ right
Atmosphere nice and warm, we backstage like a hundred thieves strong
Ghost want the red light on before we get on
An hour’s too short to rock, we got a million songs

[Verse 2: Method Man]
Yo I gotta be around this music, it’s therapeutic
Like my first blunt of the day to start the movement
I’m sittin’ in the room with a view, there’s always room for improvement
So I grab my coat and go and prove it
Just me against the world, you can find me in the streets
She’ll spot me in the lobby, probably find me in the free
Cop a ‘Rari, the [?] in the lining of my seats
Tryna put me in a lineup til’ I wind up in the beast
That’s the belly, how dare they tryna tell me when to eat
With a plate of food barely in my reach
My team shoot dice, we used to shoot skelly in the streets
Wear the same Pelle-Pelle’s for a week
But now we livin’ life
A such a good life I wish that I could live it twice
I’d probably make the same wiz my wife
It’s Wu-Tang Clan, always collect cheddar
Proper education, always correct errors

[Verse 3: Redman]
Yo, bananas, Redman so gorilla
Chi-town know I’m pimping the mic, nigga
One hit, and chicks follow me like Twitter
Crack when I talk, I like the mic steam up
The fiends hit it, chicks swing with it
I’ll box niggas in like Don King did it
Sixteens I write, it’s seems so vivid
My notebooks I let the eBay did it
I get dough, bad pair for the sick flow
My weed more greener than Lou Ferrigno
My right-hand man hand on the pistol
I crack these squares up like Nabisco
Oh, look at me, I’m lightweight
But with the heart to peel back your white meat
Yo wifey want me to make her wifey
Hit it, make the bitch hyphy at high speed, Doc

LOCASH – Ring On Every Finger

I’ve got a pounding in my chest baby
Feels like I’m seventeen again
Got something burning a hole in my pocket lately
Done asked your daddy, done told your friends
I ain’t gettin’ down on one knee
Girl, I’m gettin’ on two
Might be over the top
But I tell you what I’m gonna do
I’ll put on a ring on every finger
Just to show that I’m legit
Gonna try my last name on ya girl
Just to see if it fits
If I could baby I would marry you a million times,
Put a ring on every finger
Just to show the whole world that you are mine
Show the whole world that you’re mine
Well señorita, can’t nothing be sweeter
Than you in that white wedding dress,
Even the church and white limousine
Girl, why you cryin’, it ain’t rocket science
All you gotta do is say yes
Spend the rest of your life with me
Don’t you know I ain’t gettin’ down on one knee
Until I’m gettin’ down on two
It might be over the top
But I tell you what I’m gonna do
I’ll put on a ring on every finger
Just to show that I’m legit
Gonna try my last name on ya girl
Just to see if it fits
If I could baby I would marry you a million times,
Put a ring on every finger
Just to show the whole world that you are mine
Show the whole world that you’re mine
Come on let’s spend this life together
Dropping f bombs like forever
With the whole world as a witness
Gonna flip that Miss to a Mrs.
Gonna spend this life together
Dropping f bombs like forever
With the whole world as a witness
Then I flip that Miss to a Mrs.
I’ll put on a ring on every finger
Just to show that I’m legit
Go ahead and try my last name on
Just to see if it fits
If I could baby I would marry you a million times,
Put a ring on every finger
Just to show the whole world that you are mine
I’ll put a ring on every finger
Just to show that I’m legit
Go ahead and try my last name on girl
Just to see if it fits
If I could baby I would marry you a million times,
Put a ring on every finger
Just to show the whole world that you are mine
Show the whole world that you are mine

Rag’n’Bone Man – Skin

Album Human
SKIN LYRICS
[Chorus]
When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About you

[Verse 1]
Seconds from my heart
A bullet from the dark
Helpless, I surrender
Shackled by your love
Holding me like this
With poison on your lips
Only when it’s over
The silence hits so hard

[Refrain]
‘Cause it was almost love, it was almost love
It was almost love, it was almost love

[Chorus]
When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About you

[Post Chorus]
When I run out of air to breathe
It’s your ghost I see
I’ll be thinking about you, about you
It was almost love, it was almost…

[Verse 2]
We bleed ourselves in vain
How tragic is this game?
Turn around, I’m holding on to someone
But the love is gone
Carrying the load, with wings that feel like stone
Knowing that we nearly fell so far now
It’s hard to tell

[Refrain]
Yeah we came so close, it was almost love
It was almost love, it was almost love

[Chorus]
When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About you

[Post Chorus]
When I run out of air to breathe
It’s your ghost I see
I’ll be thinking about you, about you

[Bridge]
While I reached out for your hand
When the walls were caving in
When I see you on the other side
We can try all over again

[Chorus]
When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About you

[Post Chorus]
When I run out of air to breathe
It’s your ghost I see
I’ll be thinking about you, about you

[Refrain]
‘Cause it was almost love, it was almost love
It was almost love, it was almost love

Norah Jones – Peace (Live)

There’s a place that I know, where the sycamores grow
And daffodils have their fun
Where the cares of the day seem to slowly fade away
And the glow of the evening sun
Peace, when the day is done

If I go there real late, let my mind meditate
On everything to be done
If I search deep inside, let my conscience be my guide
Then the answers are sure to come
Don’t have to worry none

When you find peace of mind, leave your worries behind
Don’t say that it can’t be done
With a new point of view, life’s true meaning comes to you
And the freedom you seek is won
Peace is for everyone
Peace is for everyone
Peace is for everyone

Yasutaka Nakata – 「Crazy Crazy (feat. Charli Xcx & Kyary Pamyu Pamyu) 」

I’m crazy going crazy feet are lifting off the ground
I’m crazy going crazy head is spinning in the clouds
I’m crazy going crazy feet are lifting off the ground
I’m crazy going crazy head is spinning in the clouds

You’re the sun and I’m the moon
Sticking as one like glue
You’re in pink and I’m in blue
When you’re around go crazy with you

Tattoo your name all over the room
You make me feel brand new
Tears I cry for you
When you’re around go crazy with you

Up down and running round I’m going crazy with you
Feet lifting off the ground I’m going crazy with you
Head spinning in the clouds I’m going crazy with you
We’re crazy, going crazy crazy crazy me and you

You’re the one it’s true
You make my heart go boom
Moving close on zoom
When you’re around go crazy with you

Driving me wild it’s true
Dynamite blows off the roof
Tears I cry for you
When you’re around go crazy with you

Up down and running round I’m going crazy with you
Feet lifting off the ground I’m going crazy with you
Head spinning in the clouds I’m going crazy with you
We’re crazy, going crazy crazy crazy me and you

Oh wo ohhhh
Crazy crazy me and you

Matt Martians – Dent Jusay (feat. Syd & Steve Lacy)

[Hook]
Didn’t you say you wanna fly away someday
So won’t you come with me then
Didn’t you say you wanna fly away someday
So won’t you come with me then
Didn’t you say
Didn’t you say
Didn’t you say
Didn’t you say

[Verse 1: Syd]
Why you keep flexin’ on me
Like I’m just anybody
The view from here’s a sight to see
You don’t know what your missing
You might lose my attention
Darling our flight’s about to leave

[Verse 2: Steve Lacy]
So you say you wanna fly
But you say no
You’re scared of heights
We don’t keep you satisfied
But now I be hearing you sigh

[Hook]
Didn’t you say you wanna fly away someday
So won’t you come with me then
Didn’t you say you wanna fly away someday
So won’t you come with me then
Didn’t you say
Didn’t you say
Didn’t you say
Didn’t you say

[Outro: Group + Woman on phone]
…Sneaking it into my titties but then I don’t know—
Don’t
If one of those kind of shows where people be smoking in the crowds
Dang, you know—do-don’t sneak the weed into your titties bro, like we’ll be there in a second just put it- you can smoke with us too-just put it one of our like instrument cases and you’ll be straight
So don’t leave it in the car? ‘Cause we said we walking right now to go to the place
I mean you could leave it in the car ’cause we don’t perform until midnight so we can always go back and get it
And I can apply it now Rosa—yeah we already got weed anyway—yeah we got hella weed too so and you got all access so you can like some back-in the back with us
Alright, we here-we just parked, we just gonna walk in
Alright shawty
Alright, see y’all

Major Lazer – Run Up (feat. Partynextdoor & Nicki Minaj) (Lyric Video)

[Intro: Nicki Minaj]
Barbie

[Verse 1: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Yeah
They thought that you was a shy girl
Until I made you my girl
Girl you pushed me like a big button
‘Til I cuffed you like you did somethin’
You ain’t gotta wait for it
You ain’t gotta wait for me to give you my love
You ain’t gotta wait for it
Things are gettin’ sticky, girl I think that I’m stuck

[Pre-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’ll admit I’m wrong when I know that you gon’ come for me
When you gon’ come for me, yeah
Never gonna not not hit that, your lovin’ is drugs to me
When you gon’ come to me, yeah
And every time you hit my phone, when you say you need company, oh
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you

[Verse 2: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Girl you used to bein’ quiet
‘Til I brought that loud
You say your dollars is a mountain
And your mama your accountant
You watch your figure ’cause you a big deal
Got your fresh prince and a big whip
Polo mink coat, that’s a big kill
Put you on a phone like a windshield

[Pre-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’ll admit I’m wrong when I know that you gon’ come for me
When you gon’ come for me, yeah
Never gonna not not hit that, your lovin’ is drugs to me
When you gon’ come to me, yeah
And every time you hit my phone, when you say you need company, oh
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Major keys, I’m the boss
Don’t Griselda go off?
Left from the loft and went to Bergdorf
Most of these dudes is really quite soft
45 special, this is my cloth
‘Bout to drop a album, this is my fourth
I don’t put sugar in my spaghetti sauce
Drop a freestyle and get these hoes parched
Fire burn the obea man church
Pretty girls, when my girls get right
‘Cause it’s another day, let ya light shine bright
Ain’t none of them in your lane
True mi have di game pon lock, dem wah code
Just link wit some hot gyal out ah road
True mi have di waist small, pretty, bus whine
Rolex nah deh pon uno dutty gyal time?
Yo, I told ’em pull up on me faster than Danica
That’s on the low I’m tryna blow him like harmonicas
He call me queen, he know "Nicki" is the moniker
He want a mix between Hillary and Monica
I switch it up, I switch it up
Rip the beat, then I, I stitch it up
Travel, then I bounce, I ball-Sinead, Sir
Barbie a link up Major Lazer

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you

Jay Critch – Did It Again (feat. Rich The Kid)

[Hook: Jay Critch]
Came up on some bands
Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants
He did it again
Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted again
Juuging again, that boy juuging again
Did he just hit another lick? damn
Did he just run off with your shit? damn
Did he just pull up in a whip? damn
Did he just fuck another bitch? yup
And she just did one hundred tricks, damn
She a freaky lil bitch
Smoking dope, hide the breeze out the whip
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands

[Post-Hook: Jay Critch]
Wear the Balmain like a Nike Tech
I be ballin’ like Mike and them
I got two TECs like I fight the ref
Pussy boy know it’s on sight for him
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands

[Post-Hook: Jay Critch]
Wear the Balmain like a Nike Tech
I be ballin’ like Mike and them
I got two TECs like I fight the ref
Pussy boy know it’s on sight for him
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands

[Verse 1: Jay Critch]
I seen that cash from afar
I go to work for them bands, see the scars
My weed make you dance with the stars
Supersize my pockets, I’m living large
McQueen gold on the scarf
My shooters come out after dark
I been 730 from the start
It’s KD, yeah that young boy go hard
I came through it all in designer
These bitches on me like piranhas
My bitch a G, she’ll align ya
They like goddamn where you find her
Ass so fat gotta climb her
Ass so fat gotta climb her
I’ma fuck that girl then go rewind her
I got hoes poppin’ up like reminders
Niggas folding up like a binder
Ain’t no holding up, I’m on fire
I be ballin’ out, 49ers
I be boolin’ out like recliners
We gon’ shoot it out when we find ya
I’ma stack it up like a diner
I’ma stack it up like the diner
No I stack it up like the waffle house
With this ho we got nothing to talk about
I’ma hit it then tell her to walk it out
I wanna talk to this guap when I’m talking now
All my niggas keep yops and we walk around
All my niggas talkin’ them digits
Baby I talk it, I live it
How he ballin’, girl he moving his pivot
Told Vic pull up with some bitches
Got the Henny in my cup, got a couple lil sluts
They gon’ do it for the buzz
I know she gon’ give it up

[Hook: Jay Critch]
Came up on some bands
Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants
He did it again
Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted again
Juuging again, that boy juuging again
Did he just hit another lick? damn
Did he just run off with your shit? damn
Did he just pull up in a whip? damn
Did he just fuck another bitch? yup
And she just did one hundred tricks, damn
She a freaky lil bitch
Smoking dope, hide the breeze out the whip
Bitch I’m smoking weed in the six
Some of my niggas bloods, some of ‘em crips

[Post-Hook: Jay Critch]
Wear the Balmain like a Nike check
I be ballin’ like Mike and them
I got two TECs like I fight the ref
Pussy boy know it’s on sight for him
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
Bitch I be ballin’ like Mike and them
Way too much Act, get a Sprite for him
Fuck her one time, bought the ho a Benz
I’m breaking her off, tell her bring her friends
Fuck up a check, I got plenty
You mad cause your pockets is empty
Brooklyn, pull up in a Bentley
She suckin’ me up and I bust on her titty
The roof went missing again
Racks on me, walk around with a ten
They hating on you, they don’t want you to win
Rich forever, we done did it again

[Hook: Jay Critch]
Came up on some bands
Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants
He did it again
Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted again
Juuging again, that boy juuging again
Did he just hit another lick? damn
Did he just run off with your shit? damn
Did he just pull up in a whip? damn
Did he just fuck another bitch? yup
And she just did one hundred tricks, damn
She a freaky lil bitch
Smoking dope, hide the breeze out the whip
Bitch I’m smoking weed in the six
Some of my niggas bloods, some of ‘em crips

[Post-Hook: Jay Critch]
Wear the Balmain like a Nike check
I be ballin’ like Mike and them
I got two TECs like I fight the ref
Pussy boy know it’s on sight for him
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands

Anderson .Paak – Am I Wrong (On Ellen) (Live)

[Intro: Anderson .Paak]
Well I
Well I
Yeah

[Verse 1: Anderson .Paak]
I’m only comin’ out to play
Nothin’ more that I hate in this life
The wrong impression, I only have one to make
You can open your palm
Waiting to catch a break
The cards will fall where they may
And what about me?
I believe in fate
They wanna know where I’ll be in five
What about today?
What about tonight?

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
Only one at a time
So precious, is yours, is mine
Only one at a time
My life, my life
Yeah

[Bridge: Anderson .Paak]
Am I wrong to assume
If she can’t dance, then she can’t ooh?
Am I wrong to say
If she can’t dance, then she can’t ooh?

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
Hey, I never wanna waste your time, my life
So precious, is yours, is mine
And look at the time, my God
So precious, is yours, is mine
Only one at a time
So precious, is yours, is mine
Only one at a time
My life, my life

[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
Smiles around the clock
Dance around the globe to Disco 54
I stare at you in the eyes and spin you on your toes
Music ain’t music without soul
Feelin’ the top row
Shut the blindfolds, pass the nitro
Rock the love boat, get high or get low
Chill the Merlot, steady your fast pour
You pick up, we go low
Make love once or more, we rest then encore
Do that-that-that
Break you off in your Kit-Kat-Kat
Never seen a one this gorgeous
Pay your whole damn mortgage
Will you look at the time, hey?
Still you the one on the mind, hey
Still you the top of the rhyme, hey
Thank God that it’s Friday
Tonight let’s be the life of the party
It’s nothing to me
Get up and move your feet

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
I never wanna waste your time, my life
So precious, is yours, is mine
And look at the time, my God
So precious, is yours, is mine

I never wanna waste your time, my life
So precious, is yours, is mine
And look at the time, my God
So precious, is yours, is mine

Zara Larsson – So Good (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro: Zara Larsson]
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is

[Verse 1: Zara Larsson]
My love is more potent than anything in the cup that you’re holdin’
One little taste will have you open
Aye, I know you want some, you want some
Too strong, no limits
It’s not official, so take your time with it
It go straight to your head, control your mind with it
Aye, I know you want some, you want some

[Pre-Chorus: Zara Larsson]
You know that I’m the only one that gets you higher
Gets you higher, babe
And you ain’t gotta worry ’cause you know I got it
Know I got it, babe

[Chorus: Zara Larsson]
You be, stuck on it ’cause my love so good
So you, keep comin’ back to get some more
Got you in your feelings, all emotional
My love, my love
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is

[Verse 2: Zara Larsson]
My love, ain’t running out
Got a endless supply, there’ll never be a drought
I put you to sleep, you’ll never leave your house
Aye, I know you want, know you want some

[Pre-Chorus: Zara Larsson]
You know that I’m the only one that gets you higher
Gets you higher, babe
And you ain’t gotta worry ’cause you know I got it
Know I got it, babe

[Chorus: Zara Larsson]
You be, stuck on it ’cause my love so good
So you, keep comin’ back to get some more
Got you in your feelings, all emotional
My love, my love
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl, your love so good, girl
Got me comin’ back for seconds, what’s good, girl?
Got me clearin’ out my schedule, tryna link up
Girl you know you ’bout to get that thang beat up
When I pull up, you know what I came for
Dolla lay the pipe, keep some dope D for you
Put your body straight to sleep
I got you wakin’ up thankin’ me

[Chorus: Zara Larsson + Ty Dolla $ign]
You be, stuck on it ’cause my love so good
You got me stuck on that, your love so good
So you, keep comin’ back to get some more
Got you in your feelings, all emotional
Oooh yeah
My love, my love
My love
So good, so good, so good, so good
So good
You know my love is
Yeah
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is

Missy Elliott – I’m Better (feat. Lamb)

[Hook: Lamb]
I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

[Verse 1: Missy]
He say I’m hot, I’m so fuego
Pull up on him in my vehicle
He say I’m pretty, I’m pretty
You must be from Brazil, it must be from Me-hico
Roll up on him in my Lambo
Jump out like skrrrt, yeah bro
You need a chick like me to make you wanna leave them other broads, you don’t know nann hoe

[Bridge: Missy]
Yeah he got bands in the Bando
Missy got dudes in Orlando
Plus I got cars that he paying for
Man I be too much to handle
Watch what I do, when I get up on you
Pop potential in my room and zoom in the poom
He watching my body like he watching Scandal
But I’m just here, with my girls

[Hook: Lamb]
I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

[Verse 2: Missy]
Missy so hot, I’m from VA
The car that I drive be Ferr-ar-i
My clique is so thick and the broads be hollin’ and whistlin’
That be like damn bae
Man I’m 3000, I’m André
Yo Missy talk big, I’m so grande
Bruce Lee on the beat, I don’t compete with none of these geeks
I just rant like I’m Kanye

[Bridge 2: Missy]
Yeah he got bands in the Bando
Missy got dudes in Orlando
And I be driving cars he paying for
He say I’m too much, I’m a handful
He watching my body like watching Scandal
But I’m just here, with my girls

[Hook: Lamb]
I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

[Verse 3: Missy]
Brand new flow when I rap
DJ, bring that back
You ain’t ever heard a track like that
Shit might slap, booty go clap
Roll up in the Benz
Looking like a ten, stack
When I rock, make it bop, in my car
And it bang-bang-bang like (tune-out noise) go blap-blap-blap

[Bridge 3: Missy]
Yeah he got bands in the Bando
Missy got dudes in Orlando
Buying me bags and new shoes and new cars and everything I know that he paying for
Yeah he be hooking me up
Yeah he be looking me up
Watch what I do, when I get up on you
Pop potential and zoom in the poom

[Hook: Lamb]
I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

Rick Ross – I Think She Like Me (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro: Rick Ross]
This the fliest shit ever
This that rich forever part 2
Uh, uh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Layin’ in my bed, I’m under these gold chandeliers
Can’t say too many names in here these kinda years
Night sweaters and these icy diamonds on my wrist
Ice cube lookin’ nigga, you know life a bitch
I once got no allowance, now I got the crown
I said I was the boss, nobody made a sound
Really had to see them things, this level story tellin’
Who else could flip a chorus into 40 million
Out in Cannes with Leonardo DiCaprio
While out on bond, pray I go to trial rapido
8 felonies, tellin’ me wanna give me life
Every nut I bust really, gotta do it twice
Ricky Ronaldo, really when I’m in Portugal
I pull a yacht out this weekend, I’m fuckin’ so and so
Cameras flash, paparazzi layin’ in the grass
Tom Brady my new nig but you can tell ’em that

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Uh, I think she like me
Oh, I think she like me
I know her nigga don’t like me
With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be
Sippin’ this right now, yeah, we might be
Might hit her from the back, let her ride me
Girl, you never meet another nigga like me
Girl, you never meet another man like me

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I’m sexin’ women, I don’t fish her out
I gas her up and let her lick me down
I may name my daughter Hermes
Get my jeweler to decorate the new birds nest
20 million up in Merrill Lynch
I met his chick, he haven’t seen her since
Through the city, I’m still floatin’ like a magic carpet
She stop me for a selfie, I just want the knowledge
It’s special once you thinkin’ send your kids to college
Or be a geechi nigga just to keep the Bentley polished
Do it for the dear departed, fuck up Ben Carson
And [?], you made a nigga a target
Only one that’s smokin’ up in Goldman Sachs
When I’m the only one that’s rollin’ like a quarter back
And I never put it in my government
‘Cause I never put on for the government

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Uh, I think she like me
Oh, I think she like me
I know her nigga don’t like me
With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be
Sippin’ this Sprite now, yeah, we might be
Might hit her from the back, let her ride me
‘Cause you never meet another nigga like me
Girl, you never meet another man like me

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
You caught the case, you gotta post a bond
I’m rathful lemon mixed with young Wale, Folarin
Starin’ in my safe, I’m rather safe than sorry
Diddy, Jigga, only two niggas comin’ for me
I park the caddy in my livin’ room
Pussy niggas lookin’ for me, I’ma give it to him
Santorini, Greece, sex in the swimmin’ pool
If her pussy dry, call her beetle juice
I’m baby makin’ in the Malvides
Put up all the yachts, pulled out the jet skis
Khaled hit me on the FaceTime
I’m the fliest nigga on his bassline
She see the sneakers and she see the stones
Fat boy run the city, seated in the throne
I’m cashin’ in like the Kardashians
My paralysed homie snuck a ratchet in

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Uh, I think she like me
Oh, I think she like me
I know her nigga don’t like me
With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be
Sippin’ this Sprite now, yeah, we might be
Might hit her from the back, let her ride me
‘Cause you never meet another nigga like me
Girl, you never meet another man like me

P. Reign – Prescription Freestyle

[Verse]
Today I had to pinch myself to wake up, boy wake up
Be thankful that you got your weight up
Be thankful that the woman layin’ next to you is bad even without no makeup
Be thankful that her momma made her, yeah
I stare at that pretty bitch as I reminisce about [?] in a world that ain’t gimme none
Shoutout Kobe and the Lakers, I learn from my favorite players
Like never shoot the 3 when there’s a layup
Roy Jones Jr. taught me my left hook
Resilience from Westbrook, waiting to see what my brother KD and the chef cooked
Meanwhile I been cookin’ up, shit is finally lookin’ up
Don’t look down, ’cause being good ain’t good enough
When they hear us talk they say it feel like rap
I heard your new shit and all I thought was it sound like trash
Pussy is power, she got a nigga hooked like crack
And got an onion, wanna cry when you peel that back
Like this can’t be life I must be dreamin’
I wake up and hit the gym to exercise my demons
Nowadays these niggas switchin’ up just like the seasons
Reps Up, with a punishment that’s there for treason, they won’t even
This is for the ones who doubted
Fuck rapping I’m shoutin’, I’m boomin’, you bouncin’, now witness the movin’ of mountains
Always knew I had this shit to a science
Back when me, Drizzy and Voice, recorded at Bryan’s
Before we called Toronto the six, and Carty was the only nigga from the city puttin’ out hits
Had a list for all the shit I want when I get rich, boss
And this gon’ be the year that the lines get crossed, off
Fuck informants, fuck law enforcement, I wanna fuck four hoes and call it a quartet
Scar from my childhood, I’m scared of divorces
And ’cause of that reason I cannot be yours yet
I wanted to forfeit, I pray to the pulpit
I could of just lost it, I’m fucking exhausted
There’s no more loyalty, gotta be cautious
Not enough soldiers and too many bosses
I paid my part nigga, never been ashamed to say I love my dogs
So where’s your heart nigga? Been there, done that, still rollin’ like I’m on run flats
Minor setback are just setups for major comebacks
Talkin’ bout the six, boy, we built that city
I show the real niggas love, and I got that clearly
I’m slavin’ while you was hatin’ boy, we call that envy
Want that drop can’t stop ’till I cop that Bentley
Stay quiet, boy you livin’ out your broke down Chevy
Gotta lightweight with me but he hold that heavy
Comin’ from where’s [?] and the foes ain’t friendly
Handle like AI and shoot like Reggie
Who gon’ check me

[Outro]
Rather die than live the way you livin’
If we ride ’em ride, that’s on my chariot
Eye for an eye and I ain’t kiddin’
Put on a suit and tie and handle business
And way before Meek switched up I was the realest
In the city, my city still on my fitted
I just want a ménage with all my women
Just wanna touch the stars with all my niggas
And this could be yours, all yours, but you ain’t trippin’
They tryna knock me off, but I ain’t slippin’
All I know is how to get it, all we know is how to win it
Went and copped a Porsche, and wrote this for all my niggas

Lupe Fiasco – Tranquillo (feat. Rick Ross & Big K.R.I.T.)

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Peace
No material possessions shall cloud my judgement
As I reach, in an ethereal direction to provide my substance
Love is not found but resides insides me, I manifest this
I will respect myself and wear serenity as my necklace
I will replace what I take and have tranquility as my breakfast
Shed a new light on a new path
I will gain rhythm lose wrath
Attain wisdom and refuse graph
And build upon what I built on
And wisely regulate ’til I do have
‘Cause what is defeat?
But just the evidence of my haste
Lack of preparedness, in my waste
So I wait…
Surround myself with nutrition, wholesomeness and true livin’
Use natural codes of conduct to remove the schism when the roof’s missing
I will pursue felicity, find value in simplicity
Altruism and empathy will be the first thing extended to my enemy
Clarity will be the trademark of my friendships
Just invest in my business
And appreciative of the rarity of my existence

[Hook: Lupe Fiasco]
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout them drugs
I’m talkin’ ’bout that love
For myself and all my niggas
All my bitches and all my thugs, what’s up?
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout that work
I’m talkin’ ’bout that worth
Of myself and all my niggas
Every diamond came out the dirt, nigga

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I got bitches on bitches, all my dreams and my visions
I remember me fishin’ out of canals in the trenches
Now a nigga be flossy, Rolls Royce lookin’ glossy
Quick to put down a demo to get these haters up off me
I like to smoke to myself, I just try to improve
Let my son hold my strap while I swim laps in the pool
Told my daughter the rules which we all must abide
Your daddy was far from perfect, things we did to survive
I just wanted to fly, they always lookin’ down on us
School district full of killers, I mean these niggas ferocious
Only violence and drugs, there was nothin’ for us
All I had was this music, I couldn’t afford to do much

[Hook: Lupe Fiasco]
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout them drugs
I’m talkin’ ’bout that love
For myself and all my niggas
All my bitches and all my thugs, what’s up?
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout that work
I’m talkin’ ’bout that worth
Of myself and all my niggas
Every diamond came out the dirt, nigga

[Verse 3: Big K.R.I.T.]
Young nigga say… ball
‘Cause he ain’t really livin’ life ‘less he’s down to roll the dice
Put it all on the line for a couple dollars
And a bad bitch that only think about him if he… call
Is it really worth the time and the effort?
Chasin’ wood grain and the leather
Puttin’ pressure on the pedal, I don’t want the devil
Hopin’ he fall
Feed him to his nonsense, mothafuck a contract
You don’t need a handout, they gon’ bring the bands out
Choppas make ’em stand down, good lord
But you don’t wanna be another nigga
Chase the figures that never really add up
White folk pass your face
Dyin’ in the grass ’cause they wouldn’t call the…. law
‘Cause you’re hooded, Black and they think you’re sellin’ crack
Maybe so, you don’t give a fuck in a rut, nigga
[?] in the street got you stuck, nigga, what, nigga?
Buck, buck, nigga
Buried your partner just the other day knowin’ he was too young
Had a tool, tryna roll on the folk
Let it go on the folk
But he wasn’t down to shoot one
Though the time dead and gone
Is YOLO what we on?
I heard different, it’s never too late to listen
And be reborn
Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga
Go be reborn
Peace and understanding is what you should be on

[Hook: Lupe Fiasco]
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout them drugs
I’m talkin’ ’bout that love
For myself and all my niggas
All my bitches and all my thugs, what’s up?
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout that work
I’m talkin’ ’bout that worth
Of myself and all my niggas
Every diamond came out the dirt, nigga

Jacquees – B.E.D. Pt. 2 (feat. Quavo & Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro]
Aye, aye we only drinkin’ GTV when we a Stunna ya digg what I’m sayin’?
(so much water on me like I’m gettin’ sea sick, It’s the remix)
Jacquees, Huncho, so many chains on me, ‘Dolla $ign
(Nash B chillin’)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
I know you wanna ride
It’s just you and me (skrt)
So wet I wanna dive
Like I’m in the sea (splash)
We livin’ comfortably (yeah)
She get addicted to the palm trees (palm trees)
Imma keep it honestly (honest)
Pull up and the horn beep
She get sting like a bumble bee (sting!)
But she rather be under me
We go to Barbados, we makin’ tornados
She fuckin’ up all the sheets
I ask if she smoke
She told me no
I’m smokin’ up all the weed
The first day I hit it, she tell all her friends
And now they on to me

[Verse 2: Jaquees]
Well I say what it is, whatcha wanna know?
These hoes fallin’ out like dominos
I got diamonds in my piece
Yeah, I got diamonds in my piece
Couple bands from another show
Do it on her now she want some more
They still be lookin’ out for ‘Que
They still be lookin’ out for ‘Que
Broke niggas miss the old me (keep flexing’)
Yeah lil’ shawty couldn’t hold me
I been fucked on the homies
Think it might be the Rollie
Remix on a bihhh
Quavo sangin’ to the bitch
‘Dolla sangin’ to the bitch
I’m Jacquees, I’m tryna hit

[Hook: Jacquees] x2
I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B.E.D, grinding slowly
(Ty Dolla Sign)

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla Sign]
Know you wanna ride it
Know you want me deep inside it
Know I be strokin’
Just might motor boat ya
Baby oil
Rub you down in baby oil
Now you shinin’
Look just like a diamond
Young nigga and I’m rich
‘Dolla need a bad bitch
‘Dolla need that new Rolls
With the stars in the ceiling
She promise she can take the D
Promise she won’t catch feelings
"Dolla I can take the D!"
And I won’t tell Jacquees

[Hook: Jacquees & Ty Dolla Sign] x2
I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B.E.D, grinding slowly
(fast life gettin’ faster, Jacquees say what?)

[Bridge: Jacquees] x4
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit (say yeah)
22 wit no kids (say yeah)
Imma rain on a bitch (say yeah)
Really rain on a bitch (say yeah)

[Outro]
I got diamonds on my Rolex (say yeah)
I got diamonds on my chain (say yeah)
Give her the big dick baby (say yeah)
I’m gon’ pour the champagne (say yeah)
GTV with the Sprite (say yeah)
Tryna put a lil’ ice (say yeah)
I didn’t want you ’till I had ya (say yeah)
Made the bitch a bath (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)

Audio Push – Letter2U

[Verse 1: Oktane]
How do the good girls go bad ?
Do we blame the ex-nigga or the dad ?
Or do we blame the next nigga? Like an ass
Saying everythin you like for a night
Then he hit it, out of sight
Or do we blame the girl that don’t know how to listen?
The one that got hurt, lied, and says she forgives him
Then he work his ass off to see that she don’t trust him
And he becomes an ex because he sees that she don’t love him
Ain’t no love without trust and we know that, that’s fact
Nobody wants a hundred texts asking "Where you at?"
You working and you cooking up cause that’s gon’ get us rich
Hits a switch and turn a good women to a bitter bitch
There were nights I wanted to die and nobody called
I forgot that love hurts every time you fall
One day if you even think about this shit at all
Fuck a fourth bar it don’t even matter
You shattered my soul, I admit it it’s cold
Even though we get older, feeling never gets old
I guess that’s just a letter to you I wrote it in bold
You’ll probably never hear this shit but I gotta let go
I hope you know I love you
No matter how far I am, I’m always thinkin’ of you
Shit, how we get this far apart? I guess I’ll never know
‘Cause you got too much pride to let emotion ever show
One day you’ll let it go
‘Til then I don’t wanna be the one that watch you self-destruct
And I’d be lying if I say that I don’t give a fuck
So I just pray for you, yup, even when it hurts
Still at 5:30 am before you go to work
That kinda love stupid, that kinda love
Now-take-care-of-you-after-rap kinda love
"My-girl-calling-bro-I’ll-hit-you-back" kinda love
Not the bullshit the guys you’re thinking ’bout remind you of
Remember that
I hope you’ll always remember that
You took this shit for granted you can’t get it back
I’ma pull up in that black and you can’t get it back
Yeah, like that

[Verse 2 : Price]
Thinking ’bout waking up to scrambled eggs and turkey bacon grease
Kirk Franklin on full-blast, my granny making me
Clear the table, take the trash out, them was her basic needs
And basically, I was glad to fufill ’em
I guess it’s just a letter to you, I’m missing your soul
Missing you wanting a sip of brew so I got sent to the store
Family trips and barbecue chicken or we go fishing
But if the cash was up we on them late casino missions
I’m on the craps, you was on the slots
I got hit for my cash, you give me another knot, real nigga
Your heart had nothing but love in it
I miss your birthday cards with them two doves in it
Miss you telling me not to let my anger take me over
Or to never quit rapping cause one day I’ll take it over
Want you to know I finally got John on payroll
And Lee Lee had to move again but she okay though
And me and wifey straight, she whipping up alfredo
It his us all pretty hard but we taking the day slow
We gon’t be straight though
Just writing this letter got all of my thoughts clouded
But these beats and this mic is my only outlet
School closed from the Cabazon Outlets, so nostalgic
You said I’m a king and don’t doubt it
I’ma make you the proudest

Prodigy – Broken Rappers (Hegelian Dialectic (The Book Of Revelation) Album)

Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

[Verse 1]
She said she don’t like that old shit
She wanna hear some new shit
The game that these lames be runnin’ so stupid
Juvenile and foolish, she long for a change
Yeah, that would be refreshin’ for her brain
Her ears are deaf to all the nonsense
She wanna hear some progress
It’s too easy for her, you gotta make it complex
Provoke her thoughts, take her to another level
Engage her intelligence, make her feel special
She a fan of rap music, she love the way I do it
She said she missed me while I was gone
These other dudes been droppin’ fast food shit
Microwave songs, it’s time for somethin’ different
Somethin’ prepared with love
People say she too bougie, finicky, choosy
But she a Pisces, indecisive when she do things
She wanna make her she make the right choice
Well baby girl, you smart as hell if you can hear my voice

[Verse 2]
Yeah, lil homie said music ain’t the same
He said it’s the business, the artists are to blame
He only listen to Eazy-E and Too $hort
‘Cause these new fools too flashy, too much floss
Too much conceit, not enough consistence
Too much beefin’ instead of makin’ hits
They all take they fans for granted
They unappreciative of they God-given talent
He said he like the rappers when they broke
‘Cause when they get that money
They looks touch with the folks
Back up in the hood that made him famous from the getty-up
Forgot about the ghettio, that’s why you keep gettin’ stuck
That’s what the first joint is always so doubtin’
Now they can’t give away albums
He only 14, but little shorty know his shit, he do his homework
I value your point of view, kid

Prodigy – Tyrrany (Hegelian Dialectic (The Book Of Revelation) Album)

[Intro]
No, this is not a Hollywood blockbuster
Planes crashing into these towers are real
And these buildings crash to the ground
Including one that wasn’t hit by anything at all
The American population was terrorized, hypnotized, and traumatized
By repetitive showings of the devastation
With the media repeating, over and over
That it was a terrorist attack
Yeah-yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
My confidence is up, I believe with all my soul
I could do anything that I put my heart into
I spend all of my time focused in the lab
Comin’ up with these songs, masterin’ my craft
‘Cause I’ma need that boat or one of them aircrafts
God gave me a life and I’ma live this shit
So, wassup? Don’t get your head bust up
You’re in my way, young brother
Get out my way, young brother
Or I’ma run you down
You should have accepted my offer
Brush me off like it’s nothin’
I understand, no it’s okay
Run along now, you interrupting
The illest rapper still active
Move dope, then all of my past shit
I was just a boy, I was only 19
But by mind be on some old lex shit

[Hook]
Race don’t matter
Your faith don’t matter
The enemy is government tyranny
All that other shit don’t matter

[Verse 2]
My confidence like armor
I know with all my being
That I coul do anything
I just work hard and I achieve it
Now watch me create money
For the next 300 years
So my great grand kids’ll eat food
Off of these words I’m saying here
Yeah, I wrote this with you in mind
I’m so far ahead of my time
My body will never catch up to where my brain is at
Sometime I gotta slow down and pace myself
I’m going too much over ya’ll head
My school of thought like the Essenes
And some secrets are best kept sacred
It’s one big religious war with these old books
Who’s wrong or right, who cares?
Wake up, they diverting our attention
From what’s really going on right here, right now
Toxic food, it’s causing cancer, you don’t have to smoke
Toxic politicians, the system is rigged but go ‘head and vote

[Hook]
Race don’t matter
Your faith don’t matter
The enemy is government tyranny
All that other shit don’t matter
You wish, don’t matter
You broke, don’t matter
The enemy, they threaten our liberties
All that other shit don’t matter

[Outro]
This time, vote like your whole world depended on it

Prodigy – Mafuckin U$A (Hegelian Dialectic (The Book Of Revelation) Album)

Everything not Illuminati, everything not a evil plot, nah
Everything not the black bulet, sometime people just get shot
Caught up in a random act of violence
Murder over dumb shit
Everything’s not connected
Some things are, but you buggin’
You takin’ it too far
Stop starin’ up at space
Pay attention to life on Earth
You worried about the wrong things
Let’s talk legislation, all these laws changin’
Foreign bankings, let’s talk Proposition 37
Let’s practice the First Amendment
She say she love when I speak my truth
She search for me her whole life
I tell her, “Go ‘head, keep searchin’
‘Cause you ain’t never gon’ find
Another with my balance, my vibration, I resonate”
My pull is magnetic, I’m attractive
But I give more than I hold

Get some 350s, nine millis, extendo 47s
They want us to all disarm, but we ain’t givin’ up our weapons
It’s the USA, mafuckin’ USA, the US of A
We’re black and beautiful, black is powerful
And we all here to stay
Right here, nigga, United States
Mafuckin’ USA, the US of A
Look, we are all beautiful, all powerful
All one human race

Big up to sistren and brethren around the globe
To sleeping Janes ever-walkin’
Life to us is like Play-Doh
We just shape the shit how we want it
Come graduate from that old school
This is higher learning, we past that
Take a leap of faith and just let go
We waitin’ for you in the aftermath
Behind the wizard’s curtain
This ain’t cages for certain
We live in living color
Backstage at the Truman Show
Everything not three dimensions
There’s so much more to be seen
Open up your third eye or you gon’ miss everything
Then in the middle of all this
I got people with larceny in they heart for me
I must hold down the fortress
Stay alive and stay out the penitentiary
Better wisely choose your battles
Try not to think so small
It’s a big psychedelic picture
Better turn your hatred to love, maybe not though

350s, nine millis, extendo 47s
They want us to all disarm, but we ain’t givin’ up our weapons
It’s the USA, mafuckin’ USA, the US of A
We’re black and beautiful, black is powerful
And we all here to stay
Right here, nigga, United States
Mafuckin’ USA, the US of A
Look, we are all beautiful, all powerful
All one human race
One love

Prodigy – Snakes (Hegelian Dialectic (The Book Of Revelation) Album)

Bright gangsta, I’m a cool brotha
Smart mothafucka, and I still shoot guns
For the life of me, can’t figure these people out
I try to love them, but they pull the hatred out
From inside of me, the lion was tryin’ to sleep
Yeah you fucked up now, you just woke up the beast
Now it’s skull and bones all over the turf
I take the show on the road, that’s all over the earth
It’s P, not Diddy and the Family
I dry mop niggas up, it won’t even be
One drop of blood, no trace for the forensics
I clean up nice when I take a devil head
And Lord knows, I’m a godsend, I’m anti
Satan and you antichrist, ism in the eyes, chico
They the windows to the soul
And I can see fake people with my eyes closed
I done told you

But y’all niggas still got the nerve
To try to hustle a hustler, it don’t work
Cold blooded nigga, city of cold hearts
It’s no fear out here, we not scared of y’all
But y’all niggas still got the nerve
To try to hustle a hustler, it don’t work
Cold blooded nigga, city of cold hearts
It’s no fear out here, we not scared of y’all

Arabian sword cut the head off of snakes
You 10 thousand years old, you need to have a seat
And let the young Gs rise up and take power
We tryin’ heal the world, you tryin’ devour
The earth and its resources, killin’ babies
Poison in the water and synthetic seeds
We a new breed of kids, we on some shit
We don’t believe your books, we got our own connection
With the universal life force, they pass laws
But the law of the land is not maritime law
I’m talkin’ etymology, see what I’m tryna say
We not really free, we just are new slaves
Yeah, we still slaves, we still slaves
They took the chain off our wrists and put it on our brains
I’ll take this gun off my hip and put it to your brains
You try to stop me from bein’ great, it won’t happen

But y’all niggas still got the nerve
To try to hustle a hustler, it don’t work
Cold blooded nigga, city of cold hearts
It’s no fear out here, we not scared of y’all
But y’all niggas still got the nerve
To try to hustle a hustler, it don’t work
Cold blooded nigga, city of cold hearts
It’s no fear out here, we not scared of y’all

Prodigy – The Good Fight (Hegelian Dialectic (The Book Of Revelation) Album)

Grandmama taught me how to run my own business
Granddad taught me how to write my own lyrics
My pops taught me violence, my moms taught me peace and love
That made a great balance, my positive and negative charge
Will blow the gauge
I’m off the meter, I’m a creature unlike anything you’ve seen
Stop lyin’, you ain’t ever heard of nothin’ like P
Been jockin’ my style since I was 15
I’m groundbreakin’, I should have my own genre
You sound like every other rapper, you washed up
The streets taught me how to spot fraudulence
Like as soon as I see it I already peeped it
You ain’t low, mothafucka, roaches I put the lights on
You should be yourself more, get you more far
The pragmatic life, get a grip on it
Yeah Fatima gave birth to a warrior

And I’m fightin’ the good fight
Rather die swingin’, everybody dies
Man life too quick
I need more time to live ’cause I ain’t done yet
I’m fightin’ the good fight
Rather die swingin’, everybody dies
Man life too quick
We got a lot of things to do, we ain’t done yet, no

Grandmama taught me how to lead
Granddad taught me to produce my own beats
Pops taught me to smile, my moms show me how to roll a joint
Then she gave me Malcolm X to anoint me with Black pride
That Black power of our ancestors
Strike a nerve when I speak those words
I’ve got Irish blood
Put these bare knuckles on you, welcome to the Fight Club
Shoot your gun ’cause you scared of me
I’m not afraid of that
Time to go, time to go and embrace the next
Plane of existence, but I ain’t finished
I serve a higher purpose, don’t become nervous
Writers listen to my music and criticize me
But they ain’t have to survive the shit that I’ve been
Subjected to, they on the outside
Where it’s safe to watch and look alive

And I’m fightin’ the good fight
Rather die swingin’, everybody dies
Man life too quick
I need more time to live ’cause I ain’t done yet
I’m fightin’ the good fight
Rather die swingin’, everybody dies
Man life too quick
We got a lot of things to do, we ain’t done yet

Prodigy – Spiritual War (Hegelian Dialectic (The Book Of Revelation) Album)

I see you got your spin, careful with that shit
Quiet on the set, police on our neck
Your head, light that up, let me get that Ace
Unholy water, my cup
In this mental, physical, spiritual war
Yeah it’s a spiritual war
It’s an actual, factual, supernatural war

Listen, I’ve got a diamond heart, 24 karat blood
My body is my temple, bitch, I am the plug
Whole universe is my outlet, I and I, we are one
Respect the flower of life, or get your petal plucked like
She love me or she love me not?
You love me or you love what I got?
It’s okay if you’re scared, turn your fear into power
We got serpents in the garden, some of those apples are sour
GMO

Careful with that shit
Quiet on the set, police on our neck
Your head, light that up, let me get that Ace
Unholy water, my cup, a little Henny
In this mental, physical, spiritual war
Yeah it’s a spiritual war
It’s an actual, factual, supernatural war

I’ve got a diamond heart, 24 karat blood
My body is my temple, bitch, I am the plug
Whole universe is my power source, I stay on, I stay lit
At 1.21 gigawatts, I brainstorm, start rainin’
Start rainin’, startin’ rainin’
At 1.21 gigawatts, I brainstorm and start rainin’
On you warriors, we not scared
We stand in front your tanks like Tiananmen Square

I see you got your spin, careful with that shit
Quiet on the set, police on our neck
Your head, light that up, let me get that Ace
Unholy water, my cup
In this mental, physical, spiritual war
Yeah it’s a spiritual war
It’s an actual, factual, supernatural war
I see you got your spin, careful with that shit
Quiet on the set, police on our neck
Your head, light that up, let me get that Ace
Unholy water, my cup
In this mental, physical, spiritual war
Yeah it’s a spiritual war
It’s an actual, factual, supernatural war

Prodigy – No Religion (Hegelian Dialectic (The Book Of Revelation) Album)

Yeah that’s right!

My raps scare the fuck outta people, but I’m just misunderstood
But if you were to listen real good
Then you wouldn’t mistake me for being crazy
You would learn to love and appreciate me
Now! hear me clearly
The reason I am how the I am, they don’t scare me
I’m not under the spell, I’m not trapped in the cycle
They can’t pull the wool
Over my eyes, I see the truth
For all of our lives, we’ve been lied to
And I know, it’s hard to accept
So we drink away the pain and party to death
Have so much sex, smoke so much weed
We just wanna have fun, we don’t wanna think
We just wanna make dollars, we don’t wanna make sense
We don’t wanna pay attention, we just wanna pay the rent

Young niggas that blast for me, no religion
Young niggas that blast for me, no religion
Young niggas that blast for me, no religion
Young niggas that blast for me, no religion

I don’t wanna hear about your spiritual eiphannies G’s
I’m not a role model, I just care about what make me
More money and celebrity power
More sex, drugs and fame, a star for my fame
On that L.A. sidewalk, that’s how you want me to be ain’t it?
‘Cause when I do good you hate it
Bit when I’m evil and reckless you love it
Fanatics, y’all a bunch a sick motherfuckers
You need to grow up and open your minds
I put truth in the song, but you want lies
I put real in rap music, but you want fake
By the time you understand me it’ll be too late
You’re so caught up in fantasy land, you’re so under the spell
I wish you luck, I wish you well
Real men drink water
We stay with our women, and raise our daughters
And our little men too
And teach them the things they won’t teach ’em in school
Like ancient Black history and how to survive in these modern times
It’s no games being played, no kiddin’ no bullshittin’ and
It’s no games being played, no kiddin’ no bullshittin’ and
No religion

Young niggas that blast for me, no religion
Young niggas that blast for me, no religion
Young niggas that blast for me, no religion
Young niggas that blast for me, no religion
Ooh rev ain’t right
Young niggas that blast for me, no religion
Young niggas that blast for me, no religion

WSTR – Featherweight (Red, Green, Or Inbetween Album)

With all my friends in the same place
It’s safe to say we’re fucking great at being basic
There’s nothing I can do to change this
Now it’s half past 3 and I can’t see the opportunities ahead of me
I’m drunk as fuck again
No cells between my head

We really should’ve thought this through
Told my mother I would start a new
She told me i should grow up and to work on my attitude

We got a broken leg and a cracked screen
Another party’s gonna be the death of me
I feel my blood getting thin outside clubs we can’t get in
Unfortunate events on a Saturday
Is anybody gonna show me a better way?
I’ll see myself in a state just like a featherweight

Dunno where I am
Or what the fuck was in that cup I just got handed
Scaled the fence but we crash landed (for fuck sake)
Dunno if I can stand
I’m out the picture
I’m heavy hearted and empty handed
You caught me out as if you planned it

And I really should’ve thought this through
Told my mother I would start a new
Need to play a little growing up
Stop breaking stuff and work on my attitude

We got a broken leg and a cracked screen
Another party’s gonna be the death of me
I feel my blood getting thin outside clubs we can’t get in
Unfortunate events on a Saturday
Is anybody gonna show me a better way?
I’ll see myself in a state just like a featherweight

WSTR – Footprints (Red, Green, Or Inbetween Album)

Lately I’ve felt the ice brush off your shoulder
It’s slowly getting colder
There’s a thousand things you do to test my patience
Mistaken for ghosts who knelt before her
Turned her back and left them in the corner

Embraced it
I tabled all my aces but I can’t seem to break ahead
(Can’t seem to break ahead)
I’m anxious
It’s fucking with my chances of redemption
(Redemption)

I’m still that kid you don’t remember
Still got hot rocks in my jeans
Amongst the others speaking parseltongue
And I still don’t know what it means
I held back my keep safes
The difference a day makes
I held more than my lungs could take
And now we’re stalked by trails of vapour

Embraced it
I tabled all my aces but I can’t seem to break ahead
(Can’t seem to break ahead)
I’m anxious
It’s fucking with my chances of redemption
(Redemption)
Footprints embedded in my skin
Lovestruck so I can never win
It’s pulling me back
Take everything I have

WSTR – Gobshite (Red, Green, Or Inbetween Album)

I smell the blood of bitter bastards
The smell of getting caught up in your own self admiration
Left in stitches from your ignorance
Familiarise yourselves ‘cause we’re not going anywhere

I saw you at the front row miming all the words
You pretended you didn’t know
It’s all for show (miming all the words)
It’s all for show (miming all the words)
It’s all good though

I heard you had it figured out
I’m glad we got to talk it out

WSTR – Lonely Smiles (Red, Green, Or Inbetween Album)

I’m a scatter brain I’m a mess
I’m a loose cannon I’m a wreck
Sat on the floor I lost the war
These pills just make me upset
The doctor’s irrelevant for glassy eyes
And lonely smiles

You spun a web and caught me out
I’ll rot and die here no doubt

And she said tell me what’s the fucking problem
No exaggerations
Take a break
Wind your neck in
Step back ease off the medication

It’s hard to get out of bed
The will to live escaped my head
Lost my direction
Did I fall for deception
Could I sit an dwell on texts unread

I made the wrong decision
Lost all my inner vision

And she said tell me what’s the fucking problem
No exaggerations
Take a break
Wind your neck in
Step back ease off the medication
You’ll find me swinging from the rafters
Happy ever after

Don’t shut me down
Can’t throw stones ‘cause I live in a glass house
Just hear me out
I’ll be everything you wanted me to be now

And she said tell me what’s the fucking problem
No exaggerations
Take a break
Wind your neck in
Step back ease off the medication
You’ll find me swinging from the rafters
Happy ever after