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J Cole – Change lyrics

[Intro]
My intuition is telling me there’ll be better days
Yeah
My intuition is telling me there’ll be better days
I like this tone—

[Verse 1]
Yeah, my intuition is telling me there’ll be better days
I sit in silence and find whenever I meditate
My fears alleviate, my tears evaporate
My faith don’t deviate, ideas don’t have a date
But see I’m growing and getting stronger with every breath
Bringing me closer to Heaven’s doors with every step
As we speak I’m at peace, no longer scared to die
Most niggas don’t believe in God and so they terrified
It’s either that or they be fearing they gon’ go to Hell
Asking the father for forgiveness—God, I’m overwhelmed (Please God, I want to go to Heaven)
As if he’s spiteful like them white folks that control the jail
See I believe if God is real, he’d never judge a man
Because he knows us all and therefore he would understand
The ignorance that make a nigga take his brother’s life
The bitterness and pain that got him beating on his wife

[Hook]
I know you desperate for a change let the pen glide
But the only real change come from inside (come from inside)
But the only real change come from inside (come from inside)
But the only real change come from—
In cemeteries or in chains I see men cry
But the only real change come from inside (come from inside)
But the only real change come from inside (come from inside)
But the only real change come from—

[Verse 2]
Yeah, my chosen religion: Jesus piece frozen from sinnin’
Doin’ dirt hoping to God, He know my intentions
To see a million ‘fore I see a casket
I got a baby on the way know he gon’ be a bastard
I’m living fast like I’m in a drag race, how that cash taste
When I was a senior I was ballin’ on my classmates
Niggas put three bullets in my car one hit the gas tank
Know I got a angel cause I’m supposed to have a halo
Right now, my lifestyle destined for a federal facility
For my ability to make them birds fly
Fiends wanna get higher than a bird’s eye view
And who am I tell a nigga what to do?
I just supply, it’s economics
My business ain’t got the suit and tie
Keep a pistol at all times, niggas want what’s mine
I can’t oblige dog, I work too hard
So reach for it, get referred to God; I’m going hard nigga

[Hook]
I know you desperate for a change let the pen glide
But the only real change come from inside
But the only real change come from inside
But the only real change come from—
In cemeteries or in chains I see men cry
But the only real change come from inside
But the only real change come from inside
But the only real change come from—

[Verse 3]
Yeah, prodigal son, got a new gun, this one
Don’t run out of ammo lately been working on my handles
Can I ball, become a star, and remain my self
If I fall, dust it off and regain my self
Fuck ’em all, they don’t know all the pain I felt
I’m in awe, after all the fame I felt I evolve
I no longer bury demons, I be a vessel for the truth
Until I’m barely breathing, I’m singing

[Bridge: Ari Lennox & J. Cole]
Life is all about the evolution
I give up, I give in, I move back a little
I live up, I look up, now I’m back for more
You can dream but don’t neglect the execution
I give up, I give in, I move back a little
I live up, I look up, now I’m back for more
Time is short that’s what somebody told me
I give up, I give in, I move back a little
I live up, I look up, now I’m back for more
Too short to keep following your homies
I give up, I give in, I move back a little
I live up, I look up, now I’m back for more

[Verse 4]
I reminisce back to a time where niggas threw they hands
All of a sudden niggas pop a trunk and then we scram
Finger on trigger make a little nigga understand
What it’s like to finally be the motherfuckin’ man
Eyes wide that’s from the power that the coward feels
Niggas die over bitches, disrespect, and dollar bills
Bloodshed that turned the city to a battlefield
I call it poison, you call it real (pop, pop, pop, pop)
That’s how you feel?

[Verse 5]
Pistols be poppin’ and niggas drop in a heartbeat
Scattered like roaches, a body laid on the concrete
Body laid on the concrete
Look, somebody laid on the concrete
No time for that, ain’t no lookin’ back, cause I’m running too
I made it home, I woke up and turned on the morning news
Overcame with a feeling I can’t explain
Cause that was my nigga James that was slain, he was 22
(Last night at around…) He was 22
(22 year old black male, suspect, poor…)

[Outro]
(I swear to God bruh)
We’re gathered here today…
(I swear to God)
To mourn the life of James McMillan Jr
(I swear to God—nigga, I’mma kill them niggas man)
A tragedy, another tragedy in the black community
(I promise you bro…)
We got to do better, people
22 years old, this boy was too young
(I promise you bro, I’mma kill them niggas yo…)
Our condolences go to his family, our prayers
(I’mma kill them niggas myself…)
We know he’s in a better place
We know he’s in a better place
But this has got to end, ladies and gentleman
We’ve got to come together, this is—this is beyond words
Now I’d like to open this ceremony with a verse fro—

J Cole – Neighbors lyrics

[Intro]
I guess the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope
Okay, the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope
Sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I don’t want no picture with the president
I just wanna talk to the man
Speak for the boys in the bando
And my nigga never walkin’ again
Apologized if I’m harpin’ again
I know these things happen often
But I’m back on the scene
I was lost in a dream as I write this
The team down in Austin
I been buildin’ me a house
Back home in the South, ma
Won’t believe what it’s costin’
And it’s fit for a king, right?
Or a nigga that could sing
And explain all the pain that it cost him
My sixteen should’ve came with a coffin
Fuck the fame and the fortune—well, maybe not the fortune
But one thing is for sure though, the fame is exhaustin’
That’s why I moved away, I needed privacy
Surrounded by the trees and Ivy League
Students that’s recruited highly
Thinkin’ you do you and I do me
Crib has got a big ‘ol back ‘ol yard
My niggas stand outside and pass cigars
Filled with marijuana, laughin’ hard
Thankful that they friend’s a platinum star
In the driveway there’s no rapper cars
Just some shit to get from back and forth
Just some shit to get from back and forth
Welcome to the Sheltuh, this is pure
We’ll help you if you’ve felt too insecure
To be the star you always knew you were
Wait, I think police is at the door

[Hook]
Okay, the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope
Hm, I guess the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope sellin’ dope
The neighbors think I’m—neighbors think I’m—
(Don’t follow me, don’t follow me…)
I think the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope
(Don’t follow me, don’t follow me…)
I guess the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope
Sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope
Well motherfucker, I am

[Verse 2]
Some things you can’t escape; death, taxes, and a ra-
-cist society that make every nigga feel like a candidate
For a Trayvon kinda fate, even when your crib sit on a lake
Even when your plaques hang on a wall
Even when the president jam your tape
Took a little break just to annotate
How I feel, damn it’s late
I can’t sleep cause I’m paranoid
Black in a white man territory
Cops bust in with the army guns
No evidence of the harm we done
Just a couple neighbors that assume we slang
Only time they see us we be on the news, in chains, damn
Don’t follow me, don’t follow me
Don’t follow me, don’t follow me

[Hook]
Okay, the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope
Hm, I guess the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope
The neighbors think I’m…neighbors think I’m—
(Don’t follow me, don’t follow me…)
I think the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope
(Don’t follow me, don’t follow me…)
I guess the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope
Sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope
Well motherfucker, I am

[Outro]
I am, I am, I am, I am
Well motherfucker, I am
I think the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope
I am, I am, I am
Well motherfucker, I am
So much for integration
Don’t know what I was thinkin’
I’m movin’ back to Southside
So much for integration
Don’t know what I was thinkin’
I’m movin’ back to Southside

J Cole – Foldin Clothes lyrics

[Hook]
I wanna fold clothes for you
I wanna make you feel good
Baby I wanna do the right thing
Feels so much better than the wrong thing
I said I wanna fold clothes for you
I wanna make you feel good
Baby I wanna do the right thing
Feels so much better than the wrong thing
I wanna fold clothes for you

[Verse 1]
I wanna fold clothes for you
Woke up this morning
Feeling like the best version of me, so happy
I, walked in the living room
And saw you all alone on the couch, just napping
I—I see a lot on your plate
9 months with that weight
I know you tired so I wonder how I can help
I get the basket and grab your clothes out the dryer
Oh, I wanna fold clothes for you

[Hook]
I wanna fold clothes for you
I wanna make you feel good
Baby I wanna do the right thing
Feels so much better than the wrong thing
I said I wanna fold clothes for you
I wanna make you feel good
Baby I wanna do the right thing
Feels so much better than the wrong thing
I wanna fold clothes for you

[Verse 2]
Listen, this is a meditation for me
A practice of being present
There’s no where I need to be
Except right here with you
Except right here with you
Foldin’ clothes, watching Netflix
Catching up on our shows, eating breakfast
Raisin Bran in my bowl
With bananas and some almond milk
I never thought I’d see the day
I’m drinking almond milk (“You soft!”)

[Hook]
I wanna fold clothes for you
I wanna make you feel good
Baby I wanna do the right thing
Feels so much better than the wrong thing
I said I wanna fold clothes for you
I wanna make you feel good
Baby I wanna do the right thing
Feels so much better than the wrong thing
I wanna fold clothes for you

[Bridge]
If I can make life easier, the way you do mine
Save you some time, alleviate a bit of stress from your mind
Help you relax, let you recline babe
Then I should do it, cause Heaven only knows
How much you have done that for me
Now I see it’s the simple things
It’s the simple things, it’s the simple things
That say, “I love you”—it’s the simple things
It’s the simple things, it’s the simple things

[Outro]
Niggas from the hood is the best actors
We the ones that got to wear our face backwards
Put your frown on before they think you soft
Never smile long or take your defense off
Acting tough so much we start to feel hard
Live from the city where they pull cards
I got a Glock 40 and a little nine
Ready for the day a nigga pull mine
Niggas from the hood is the best actors
Gotta learn to speak in ways that’s unnatural
Just to make it through the job interviews
If my niggas heard me, they’d say:
“Damn, what’s gotten into you?”
Just trying to make it dog, somehow
Peaking through the blinds, I see the sun now
I see you’re still sleeping and it feels like maybe
Everything is gon’ be alright

J Cole – She’s Mine, Pt. 2 lyrics

[Intro]
Catch me, don’t you
Catch me, don’t you
Catch me, I’ve fallen in love
For the first time
For you I drop the tough guy shit
On this bus I sit

[Bridge]
Thinking ’bout you, thinking ’bout you
Thinking ’bout you, thinking ’bout you
Thinking ’bout you, thinking ’bout you
Thinking ’bout you, thinking ’bout you
Damn it feel good to have you
Damn it feel good to have you
Damn it feel good to have you
Damn it feel good to have you
Needin’ me, wantin’ me, givin’ me a chance to feel special to somebody in a world where they not lovin’ me

[Verse 1]
Handcuffs keep huggin the, wrists of my niggas
And I wish stuff was different here
But if I had a magic wand to make the evil disappear
That means that there would be no Santa Claus no more
To bring you Christmas cheer
Cause what he represents is really greed
And the need to purchase shit from corporations
That make a killin’ because they feed
On the wallets of the poor
Who be knockin’ on they door every Black Friday
Just to get some shit they can’t afford
Even with the discount, write a check, that shit bounce
But as long as we got credit, it don’t matter, the amount
We just swipin’ shit here, we don’t love, we just likin’ shit here
What’s that smell, where’s your diaper shit here
Lay on your back, don’t pee right now
Or else I’ll have to get you back
One day when you gon’ want to get your way
Yeah I’ll have fun with that
Reminisce when you came out the womb
Tears of joy I think filled up the room
You are now the reason that I fight
I ain’t never did nothing this right in my whole life
Got me thinking…

[Bridge]
Am I worthy of this gift
Am I strong enough to lift, into a place that I can see
Someone more important than me?
Am I worthy of this gift? (Am I worthy of this gift?)
Am I strong enough to lift (Am I strong enough to lift)
Into a place that I can see (Into a place that I can see)
Someone more important than me? (Someone more important than me)
Am I worthy of this gift?

[Verse 2]
Ib gon’ ask me how I did this shit
I’m gon’ do a humble stunt act like I meant this shit
Thats the ego taking credit for what God made
Fuck this album shit, hey mama look what God made
(She’s mine) Catch me
(She’s mine) Don’t you, catch me
(She’s mine) Don’t you, catch me
I’ve fallen in love for the first time
I wanna cry, and I ain’t even tryna fight it
Don’t wanna die, cause now you’re here
And I just wanna be right by your side
On any night that you be cryin’ baby
I dry your eyes, I dry your eyes

[Outro]
There is a God, it is a God
Yeah, it is a God
I never felt so alive
I never felt so alive
I never felt so alive
I never felt so alive
Catch me, don’t you—
Catch me, don’t you—
Catch me, I’ve fallen in love for the first time

J Cole – 4 Your Eyez Only lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah (For your eyes)
For your eyes only (For your eyes)
For your eyes only, for your eyes only
(For your eyes, for your eyes)
For your eyes only

[Verse 1]
Hey, niggas be dying on the daily
It seems my dreams faded for far too long
The consequences deadly
Can’t visualize myself as nothing but a criminal
Control the block, serving up rocks and stay subliminal
‘Cause young niggas is hardheaded, they letting off
Full of adrenaline, ignorant to what death can cause
Ain’t no coming back, family dressed in black
Plus it’s hot now, the cops outside, it’s hard to flip a pack
And my daughter gotta eat, her mama be stressing me
Like I ain’t the one who put them Jays on her feet
Like I ain’t out in the field like that
I might be low for the moment but I will bounce back
Despite the charges, back to the wall, I fight regardless
Screaming, “Fuck the law,” my life is lawless
That’s what you call it, ain’t got to be no psychic
To see this is like the farthest thing from heaven
This is hell and I don’t mean that hyperbolic
I try to find employment even if it’s wiping toilets
But these felonies be making life the hardest
Resisting the temptation to run up and swipe a wallet
Or run up on your yard, snatch your daughter bike and pawn it
That’s why I write this sonnet
If the pressure get too much for me to take and I break
Play this tape for my daughter and let her know my life is on it
(For your eyes) Let her know my life is on it
(For your eyes) For your eyes only

[Hook]
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes, do you understand me?
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes, do you understand me?
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes, do you understand me?
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes only—

[Verse 2]
You probably grown now so this song’ll hit you
If you’re hearing this, unfortunately
Means that I’m no longer with you in the physical
Not even sure if I believe in God but because you still alive
He got me praying that the spiritual is real
So I can be a part of you still, my pops was killed too
So I know how part of you feels
Maybe you hate me, maybe you miss me, maybe you spite me
Life goes in cycles, maybe you’ll date a nigga just like me
I hope not—I’m tired of dope spots
And fiends that smoke rocks
I’ve seen far too many niggas’ hopes rot
I’m writing this because me and the devil had a dance
Now I see death around the corner, ‘pologizing in advance
Don’t know if I ever had a chance, at a glance, I’m a failure
Addicted to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam once
Innocence disappeared by the age of eight years
My Pops shot up—drug-related—mama addicted
So Granny raised me in projects where thugs was hanging
Blood was staining the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked like they was above
Maintaining a time sheet, that slow money
Picked up the family business by the age of thirteen
Six years later was handed sentence
‘Round the same time is when you came in this world
Me and your mama thinking:
“What the fuck we naming this girl?”
I told her “Nina”, the prettiest name that I could think of
For the prettiest thing my eyes had ever seen, I was nineteen
Took me two felonies to see the trap
This crooked ass system set for me
And now I fear it’s too late for me to ever be
The one that set examples that was never set for me
I’m living fast, but not fast enough
Cause karma keeps on catching up to me
And if my past becomes the death of me
I hope you understand—

[Hook]
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes, do you understand me?
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes, do you understand me?
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes, do you understand me?
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes only—

[Verse 3]
It’s several ways I could’ve went out, too many to count
Was it the trigger happy crackers that the badges give clout?
Was it the young niggas, blasting frustrated
Cause the cash running out?
Niggas don’t know how to act in a drought
See, baby girl, I realized
My definition of a real nigga was skewed
My views misshaped by new mixtapes
That confirmed the shit I learned in the streets was true
That real niggas don’t speak when they beef with you
They just pull up on your street, let the heat achoo
And if a real nigga hungry, he gon’ eat your food
I was a fool, spent all my time ducking school, ducking cops
Ducking rules, hugging blocks that don’t love you
I pray you find a nigga with goals and point of views
Much broader than the corner, if not it’s gon’ corner you
Into a box, where your son don’t even know his pops
And the cyclical nature of doing time continues
My worst fear is one day that you come home from school
And see your father face while hearing ’bout tragedy on news
I got the strangest feeling your daddy gonna lose his life soon
And sadly if you’re listening now it must mean it’s true
But maybe there’s a chance that it’s not
And this album remains locked
In a hard drive like valuable jewels
And I can teach you this in person
Like I’m teaching you to tie your own shoes
I love you and I hope to God I don’t lose you
For your eyes only

[Hook: CharGuax & J. Cole]
For your eyes, for your eyes only
For your eyes, for your eyes only
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes only—

[Verse 4]
One day your daddy called me, told me he had a funny feeling
What he’d been dealing with lately, he wasn’t telling
I tried to pick his brains, still he wasn’t revealing
But I could feel the sense of panic in his voice
And it was chilling, he said:
“Jermaine, I knew you since we was children
I never asked for nothing when times was hard
I never had discussions with you begging you to help me
I dealt with the repercussions of my actions
I know you tried to steer me ‘way from that shit
But that shit was in my blood, you know my life
I know your Momma, nigga; send my love
In case I never get a chance to speak again
I won’t forget the weekends spent sleeping at your crib
That’s the way I wished my family lived
But my granny crib was in the ‘jects—”
I had to interject like:
“Nigga what you talking ’bout? Fuck is you getting at?”
He said, “Listen, I got no time to dive into descriptions
But I’ve been having premonitions
Just call it visions from the other side
I got a feeling I won’t see tomorrow
Like the time I’m living on is borrowed
With that said, the only thing I’m proud to say, I was a father
Write my story down and if I pass
Go play it for my daughter when she ready”
And so I’m leaving you this record for your eyes only
Don’t you ever scratch or disrespect it
This perspective is a real one, another lost ‘Ville son
I dedicate these words to you and all the other children
Affected by the mass incarceration in this nation
That sent your pops to prison when he needed education
Sometimes I think that segregation would’ve done us better
Although I know that means that I would never
Be brought into this world cause my daddy was so thrilled
When he found him a white girl to take back to Jonesboro
With ‘lil Zach and Cole World, barely one years old
Now it’s thirty years later, making sure this story’s told
Girl, your daddy was a real nigga, not cause he was cold
Not because he was the first
To get some pussy twelve years old
Not because he used to come through
In the Caddy on some vogues
Not because he went from bagging up
Them grams to serving O’s
Nah, your daddy was a real nigga, not ’cause he was hard
Not because he lived a life of crime and sat behind some bars
Not because he screamed, “Fuck the law”
Although that was true
Your daddy was a real nigga cause he loved you
For your eyes only

Wiz Khalifa feat. Juicy J & Chevy Woods – Bombay & Lemonade Lyrics

(Intro – Juicy J)
Right here, let’s get ratchet, uh huh

(Verse 1 – Juicy J)
Trippy like bombay paper planes
Pints of codeine, pounds of Mary Jane
If I didn’t have my dope, I would go insane
24/7 high, I will never change
Need my vicadin, I need my loyal tabs
I need a bad bi**h with enormous a$$
Every day I’m throwed my ni**a
When you making this money, this how it goes my ni**a

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(Verse 2 – Wiz Khalifa)
Rolling and blowing it by the O, my ni**a
Sipping and smoking, that’s how I get it in motion
Smoking the loudest and give you ni**as the roaches
Shows and after parties for all the pictures, be posing
Don’t you doubt all that s**t, so that ni**a be pouring
Slowing down, weed going round
I’m lighting up, it’s going down

(Verse 3 – Chevy Woods)
Lemonade and gin, I be pouring up
Roll another one cause I ain’t never high enough
TGOD, that’s how we live it up
For some real ni**as, yeah you gotta give it up
It’s like a joy stick, yeah my ni**as play us too
Do or die, I be smoking on a J or 2
That’s some pimp type s**t me and my ni**as do
Yeah, we f**ked up, what you heard is true

(Chorus – Wiz Khalifa)
I’m on that Bombay and lemonade
That’s what be sipping on
Riding clean and sitting low
Rolling all my weed til it’s gone
I’m on that Bombay and lemonade
That’s what be sipping on
Riding clean and sitting low
Rolling all my weed til it’s gone

(Verse 4 – Chevy Woods)
I’m playing that eight track and that seven deuce
With a whole cup of that Taylor juice
Your bi**h all around, we call that on the loose
With her hair blown and weave off the roof
My jewelry clean, that jar full
She got good brain, that’s law school
Wanna get high, trippy, f**ked up ni**a
Oh you wanna get high, might as well pull with ya

(Verse 5: Wiz Khalifa)
I’m drinking, I’m smoking
I’m faded, I’m loaded
Got weed smoked, got a bottle of gin
Got a bank roll, brought it all to spend
Got some pre rolls, brought all of em in
And we getting smokey

(Verse 6 – Juicy J)
I’m the money man with the money team
Your money talk, well my money sing
I’m a rock star, bi**h I’m a Memphis king
Out in Hollywood, living every ni**a dream
With a bunch of white girls in a limousine
Bout to pass the f**k out on this cup of lean
Hey white girl, have a couple of beans
Now let’s make a movie full of f**king scenes

(Chorus – Wiz Khalifa)
I’m on that Bombay and lemonade
That’s what be sipping on
Riding clean and sitting low
Rolling all my weed til it’s gone
I’m on that Bombay and lemonade
That’s what be sipping on
Riding clean and sitting low
Rolling all my weed til it’s gone

Wale – Black Is Gold Lyrics

(Intro)
It’s shine season, yeah
Black, the black

(Chorus)
The black is beautiful, baby, black is bold
Black is black, true, but black is gold, ay, hey, yeah, look
I say black is beautiful, shawty, black is bold
Black is black, true, but black is gold
Ay, let’s do it

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(Verse 1)
Look, black is beautiful, shawty, that you should know
Don’t let American standards damage your African soul
Natural hair, oh with a weave under
I buy you Givenchy rags and…for ya
I’ll rap a feature and buy you pieces from people that you love
Celine Dion pay for that Céline that you got on
Yeah, is you single? Is you good?
Can I get into ya, India) with Game cause your finger licking good
Ooh, you so sweet when you put on
I don’t mind your body shy cause you can sleep in my cologne
Woo, yeah, okay, Wale on that other s**t
That grown man, build up your mind, slide in your stomach shit
Hold hands rarely in public, they never notice us
They might as well tell you we on, we got the golden touch
Get it? F**k with it
They might as well tell you we on, we got the golden touch, right

(Chorus)
Black is beautiful, baby, black is bold
Black is black, true, but black is gold, ay, hey, yeah, look
I say black is beautiful, shawty, black is bold
Black is black, true, but black is gold

(Verse 2)
Uh, look, hey Miss Lupita
Hope you know you inspired the future women for us
Don’t know your vibe really, just know that your mother Kenyan
Just know that that melanin mesmerizing in every picture
God true, hey miss ducky, hey
I think your hair is amazing but brain is even greater
Don’t ever let what people say ever convince you ain’t bae
Knowing hella actors black facing trynna play us
God true, hey Viola darling
I see you shining with Shonda, thought I should rhyme about you
Cause you body the monologues and you care bout us
Get away with murder every time you red carpet
God true, hey miss Issa Rae
Beautiful Senegalese, leader with s**t to say
We should meet today, maybe out at Best Buy
LawerenceHive, still I’m proud, Issa’s a savage
Actually Issa Knife, right

(Chorus)
Black is beautiful, baby, black is bold
Black is black, true, but black is gold, no, ay, hey, yeah, look
I say black is beautiful, shawty, black is bold
Black is black, true, but black is gold, shine, yeah

(Outro)
I got tired of that
This for every beautiful queen listening
That may sometimes think we forget you dude to this bulls**t system
This for every India Arie, young Justine Skye
And please don’t go cut out on us now young SZA
Let’s celebrate the awsomeness that is our sisters
My affinity is infinity and I wish you everything that gives you better energy
So be prouder, be flier
And like my auntie Michelle told me, we gotta do our job to reach high, holla, Folarin

The LOX feat. Infa-Red & Gucci Mane – Secure The Bag Lyrics

(Intro – DJ Khaled)
Secure the bag
It’s a cold world, bundle up
You better protect the bag
Don’t ever play yourself
Make sure that Y hit
Make sure that safe is safe
Key word, make sure
Brace yourself as I introduce yourself to The LOX
Secure the bag alert

(Chorus – Infa-Red)
Secure the bag, secure the bag
You ain’t never seen money like this ni**a
Secure the bag, secure the bag
Never going broke long as I can sell dope ni**a

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(Verse 1 – Jadakiss)
Yeah, I’m just waiting for that coke to dry up
I need that first half before I even post to fly it
It ain’t nothing worse than dealing with these fake promoters
All these….out here tryna make they quota
Need a slice and I’m good for the day
It’s in my blood so I was naturally good with the yay
You can lose your life in the hood for a game
You know me, I count it twice then I put it away
Yeah, bring some woods and some vanillas through
We chain smoking, haze cookies and guerilla glue
Money right, they glad that it’s pure
Nothing else matters as long as the bag is secure

(Chorus – Infa-Red)
Secure the bag, secure the bag
You ain’t never seen money like this ni**a
Secure the bag, secure the bag
Selling dope you ain’t buying with no broke ni**a

(Verse 2 – Sheek Louch)
My flow is strong so my money long, you can tell the way I wear it
I ain’t work this hard to give you my bread, f**k out of here I don’t wanna hear it
My show’s lit, I gots houses s**t, I got more than sneaker money on me
I just stack my bread and use my head, you can ask the ni**as that know me
But I pop for my bottom line, bang, and I don’t even wear no flag
I just wait outside till you come home drunk just to secure that bag
Rubber grip on my Glock, shells all in my pump
I look good as s**t but I’m an old head, who the f**k you talking to chump?
I got 10 bi**hes that’s bad, so tell em why you mad
You broke as f**k and you watching me, ni**a that ain’t chasing no bag
You don’t instagram and brag, you ain’t never had jet lag
You ain’t make it home and gotta leave back out just to secure that bag hah

(Chorus – Infa-Red)
Secure the bag, secure the bag
You ain’t never seen money like this ni**a
Secure the bag, secure the bag
Never going broke long as I can sell dope ni**a

(Verse 3 – Gucci Mane)
It’s Gucci Mane and D-Block and we really sell dope
But don’t quote me bi**h cause I might slit your damn throat
I’m like Scarface on a banana boat, I’m tryna stay afloat
And I won’t never, ever, ever, ever go broke
I take the good with the bad, I can even sell trash
I’m a magician with the chopper, I cut your body in half
I got balls made of brass, she got a basketball ass
And I gotta secure the bag, I got a 20 foot stash
And I’m laughing with the money bi**h, she finer than me
The money that they think they getting, that ain’t no money to me
I gotta shout out my connect, that s**t was fronted to me
I had to run the money back, that s**t was punted to me, Wop

(Chorus – Infa-Red)
Secure the bag, secure the bag
You ain’t never seen money like this ni**a
Secure the bag, secure the bag
Selling dope you ain’t buying with no broke ni**a

(Verse 4)
Bag coming, secure the s**t
Caught a nice lick knocking off the purest s**t
That man…on some torah s**t
Waiting for the plug to come just so I can score some s**t
Jefe come, jefe go
Let my little esse know we gon go hit Mexico
We gon get this bag like it’s gas, like it’s Texaco
Got a stash house in BK, right on
JFK, bag landing
Laguardia, it’s a bag landing
You can be the man but not the last standing
Ni**as wild as Taliban, all my ni**as black skinned

(Chorus – Infa-Red)
Secure the bag, secure the bag
You ain’t never seen money like this ni**a
Secure the bag, secure the bag
Never going broke long as I can sell dope ni**a

Yo Gotti feat. Kodak Black – Weatherman Lyrics

(Chorus – Kodak Black)
So much cheese on that cover man
We just hit a lick for 10 bands
But now I need 100 grand
Got cookie like the gingerbread man
All these hunneds on my rubber bands
Shut up, you’re irrelevant
Make it rain, call me thunder man
Damn it, where the weatherman at?

(Verse 1 – Yo Gotti)
Trap money, made my mark
250 in my pocket, I can buy a rari
I’m young, black and rich, I know I’m a target
If I put my hands up, they gon shoot regardless
I just bought my sister that new Benz
This money turn your enemies to friends
Lil bi**h tryna chop me for the pu**y
So I would never fuck that hoe again
Audemaur, nig, been a star, just bought another car
I been selling bricks, so white Adidas would have to charge
Cocaine had a ni**a far, all my dogs know who they are
All my plugs gon bring they pack, all my hoes gon play they part
I’m the weather man, whatever man
Make it rain, make it snow, tell a hoe
I’ma change her
Like f**k her then tell her she gotta go
They like Gotti, where the forecast at?
I predict a lot of snow coming in, with a little Kodak

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(Chorus – Kodak Black)
So much cheese on that cover man
We just hit a lick for 10 bands
But now I need 100 grand
Got cookie like the gingerbread man
All these hunneds on my rubber bands
Shut up, you’re irrelevant
Make it rain, call me thunder man
Damn it, where the weatherman at?

(Verse 2 – Kodak Black)
You run up, I’m gon bust you then ask
That Kodak, he got so much damn swag
You always out your lane, your pants sag
Lil boy, you need to go to damn class
I just bought my mom a Louis handbag
I just run a target for 10 bands
Lil ni**as getting all the damn cash
So that why all you ni**as getting mad
No government a ni**a can’t cheat
I was in the trap since elementary
20 caps, can call me Ali
Might take another trip to Larry
50 bi**h, look at your damn feet
He come behind me on the banshee
Did I tell you what I hit for 10 G?
Me and Jackboy like Ed and Eddy

(Chorus – Kodak Black)
So much cheese on that cover man
We just hit a lick for 10 bands
But now I need 100 grand
Got cookie like the gingerbread man
All these hunneds on my rubber bands
Shut up, you’re irrelevant
Make it rain, call me thunder man
Damn it, where the weatherman at?

Mario – Let Me Help You Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Girl, I know you got weight on your shoulders
And I can tell that it’s pushing you lower
You got me sitting right here
But you’d rather struggle so your conscious remains clear

(Pre Chorus)
Cause you don’t wanna owe nobody, nobody
But girl, I want some of your body, your body
Tell me what I gotta do to show you that I’m different
And whatever I give to you, don’t come with no conditions

(Chorus)
Girl, let me help you
I know you can do it on your own
But let me help you
Give me a try, girl, you’ll never know
Let me help you
Help you, help you
You don’t have to love on your own
Let me help you

(Verse 2)
Let me know when you want me to come over, mmm
I can tell you need someone there to hold ya
I don’t wanna hear the truth so I’m gonna wait til you ask me
But baby, soon as you do, I’ma be over there to set your body free

(Pre-Chorus)
Cause you don’t wanna owe nobody, nobody
But girl, I want some of your body, your body
Tell me what I gotta do to show you that I’m different
And whatever I give to you, don’t come with no conditions

(Chorus)
Girl, let me help you
I know you can do it on your own
But let me help you
Give me a try, girl, you’ll never know
Let me help you
Help you, help you
You don’t have to love on your own
Let me help you

(Bridge)
Whatever you need, girl, you got it
I’m here to fill your desires
Eating things up like a fire
Baby, use all I require
No hidden agendas, no way
Baby, I’m in the open
So let me help you
Help you

(Chorus)
Girl, let me help you
I know you can do it on your own
But let me help you
Give me a try, girl, you’ll never know
Let me help you
Help you, help you
You don’t have to love on your own
Let me help you

(Outro)
I gotta help you
I gotta help you
I gotta help you
I gotta help you
Help you, yeah
You don’t have to love on your own

Sevdaliza feat. A$AP Ferg – That Damaged Girl Lyrics

(Chorus)
He never knew what I was made of
Heat couldn’t melt me, cold couldn’t waver me
He never knew my form or shape
His heart couldn’t melt me, water couldn’t leave me
Caught in Camden with a stare
He took me all the way in despair
Operating from another world
I want to be that other girl

(Verse 1 – A$AP Ferg)
Well tell me how you feel about me now
Gold Rollie on the wrist
Finna run off with up with the pound
Finna run off on the plug
I wanna fuck she want hug
Got a couple models with the dogs
Pop a couple bottles in the club
You ni**as don’t get no love
You all on me in the club
All her friends got up the drugs
Wait a minute let me finish
Let me put my gold grill in
Cause you wanna

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(Chorus)
He never knew what I was made of
Heat couldn’t melt me, cold couldn’t waver me
He never knew my form or shape
His heart couldn’t melt me, water couldn’t leave me
Caught in Camden with a stare
He took me all the way in despair
Operating from another world
I want to be that other girl

(Outro)
Wanna be, wanna be, wanna be
Wanna be, wanna be, wanna be
I want to be that other girl X3

Lupe Fiasco – N.E.R.D. Lyrics

(Verse)
Too many best rappers, not enough best rhymes tho
Guess I’m delusional, used to doing it all the time so
Maybe I’m just jaded, out of touch and unrelated
Unable to connect greatness based on the person who makes it
Or maybe I just hate it
And that would make me hater
Maybe it is great but that don’t mean it’s greater
Having your profile raised doesn’t make you a raiser
Being ambiguous with assertions, isn’t making you safer
What you mean tho?
Line us up, paddling us on the back
Like we steamboat you, president of the frat
You going sling toast, like you Ringo
And you think Doc Holliday’s
Just going tolerate and too sick to let that thing go
It’s just a matter of returns
Ashes to ashes, scattered them from the urns
To start a fire shaky to gather them from the burned
And reassemble these ashes, the blackness is something firm
Then moving blackness backwards in the bread of some other s**t
Any deep we spreading wheat seeds from a bucket s**t
McDonald had a farm and he loving it
Rolls Royce of the scented voice against the arms of the government
Artist getting robbed for their publishing
By dirty Jewish execs that think his alms from the covenant
I’ll retire when I’m tired, that’s a Firestone death
Easy to say when nobody’s there, like a microphone check
They wanna hear what I’m gon say before the microphone check
Make me sign an NDA before the microphone test
Let you face that type of faith, institutional opposition
Then with all due respect, you are not my competition
Nah

Hodgy feat. Lil Wayne – Tape Beat Lyrics

(Verse 1 – Hodgy)
Yeah, yeah
Born in antagonism, sometimes I can’t even fathom
Hopes man, I don’t even have em
Burning ladders, bridges
Can’t wait to get to a chapter where I’m laughing and living
For what I’m stuck in a…indirect precision
Digging through old folders for what I feel I’m missing
This liquor, nine months ago swear I’d make better decisions
I would drink by the liter of kittens
My liver bleeds while I’m checking out instead of seeing the difference
I’m…at the deceased, horse leaving an imprint
While trying to beat the dead, you’re just feeding existence
Sometimes you need to take a step back and breathe for a minute
Before you overreact to the heat and intenseness
You were weak and defenseless once you preceded the limit
Then it’s not a scrimmage, the game’s to ruin your self seeking image
All the chaos in the day lies the region for tenants
You’ll go to jail and pay bail then the judge reads you a sentence

(Verse 2 – Lil Wayne)
Hello honey, I’m home
I’m kicking out the weak and the timid ni**as
They keeping it pimping, Weezy baby to an infant
I’m growing
You ni**as snoring cos you sleep with the fishes
You’ll be like sheep to a grizzly, put my bare feet on them bi**hes
And I keep a bitch with me, yellow as pee that I spit in
I’ma breeze to the finish and I’ma weep when I win it
I’ma sleep with the semi and never let people get near me
When the reaper come get me that’s when I reap what I’m knitting
So, you say you’re gangsta I’ma need some convincing
Blood gang, creme de la creme is the Crimson
F**k the pigs all day, even the guineas
F**k the system, pull out
And skeet on the titties
It’s Lil Tunechi
Started from a league now we swimming
Put this hot red revolver to your cheek while you’re grinning
I could cheat Roger Clemens

(Verse 3 – Hodgy & Lil Wayne)
Catch a ni**a riding deep in your women
Beep goes the Jeep so we winning
Friendless, compete with no ni**a but myself
White sand and the beach towels hitting
White man let my peeps outta prison
I’m just saying what I’m saying
But I’m saying, I don’t repeat I’m repentant
Cut off the hand to hand out a sentence
Ugh

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J. Cole – For Whom the Bell Tolls Lyrics

(Intro)
I see the, I see the
I see the, I see the
I see the rain pouring down
Before my very eyes
Should come as no surprise
I see the, I see the rain pouring down
Before my very eyes
Should come as no surprise

(Verse)
I’m searching and praying and hoping for something
I know I’m gon see it, I know that it’s coming
Lord, Lord
But what do you do when there’s no place to turn?
I have no one, I’m lonely, my bridges have burnt down
Lord, Lord
The bells getting loud, ain’t nowhere to hide
Got nowhere to go, put away my pride
Tired of feeling low even when I’m high
Ain’t no way to live, do I wanna die?
I don’t know, I don’t know
Bells getting loud, ain’t nowhere to hide
Got nowhere to go, put away my pride
Tired of feeling low even when I’m high
Ain’t no way to live, do I wanna die?
I don’t know, I don’t know

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(Outro)
Bells getting louder, louder
I see the rain pouring down

J. Cole – Immortal Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Now I was barely seventeen with a pocket full of hope
Screaming, dollar and a dream with my closet looking broke
And my ni**a’s looking clean, getting caught up with that dope
Have you ever served a fiend with a pocket full of soap?
Ni**a I can tell you things that you probably shouldn’t know
Have you ever heard the screams when the body hit the floor?
Flashbacks to the pain, waking up, cold sweats
Six o’clock in the morning, gotta hit the BowFlex
Get my weight up on the block, keep watch for the cops
God they love to serve a ni**a three hots and a cot
Nowadays crime pays like a part time job
And the drought got me praying for a Carl Thom vibe
Summer Rain come again
Numb the pain cause it’s hard for a felon
In my mind I been crying, know it’s wrong but I’m selling
Eyes welling up with tears
Thinking bout my ni**as dead in the dirt
Immortalized on this shirt

(Chorus)
Real ni**as don’t die
Forward with the plot
One-Seven-Forty-Five
For him at the plot
Real ni**as don’t die
For him on the block
Real ni**as don’t lie
For him in the plot
My ni**as don’t die
For him on the block
Real ni**as don’t die
For him on the block
Real ni**as don’t die
Real ni**as don’t die

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(Verse 2)
Have you ever seen a fiend cook crack on the spoon?
Have you ever seen a ni**a that was black on the moon?
Have you ever seen your brother go to prison as you cry?
Have you ever seen a motherf**king ribbon in the sky?
Nope, all I see is that cream ni**a, that green
I’m a black king, black jeans on my black queen
And her ass fat, too fat for a flat screen
I’m the type of ni**a make the whole f**king trap lean
Kingpin ni**a, put wings on a crack fiend
If they want a ni**a, they gon have to send a SWAT team
And I’m going out like Scarface in his last scene
A legend, what that mean?

(Chorus)
Real ni**as don’t die
Forward with the plot
One-Seven-Forty-Five
For him at the plot
Real ni**as don’t die
For him on the block
Real ni**as don’t lie
For him in the plot
My ni**as don’t die
For him on the block
Real ni**as don’t die
For him on the block
Real ni**as don’t die
Real ni**as don’t die

(Outro)
To die a young legend or live a long life unfulfilled
Cause you wanna change the world
But while alive you never will
Cause they only feel you after you gone, or I’ve been told
And now I’m caught between being heard and getting old
Damn, death creeping in my thoughts lately
My one wish in this bi**h make it quick if the Lord take me
I know nobody meant to live forever anyway
And so I hustle like my ni**as in Virginia
They telling ni**as sell dope, rap or go to NBA, in that order
It’s that sort of thinking that been keeping ni**as chained
At the bottom and hanged
The strangest fruit that you ever seen
Ripe with pain, listen

Dec 10, Jahmiel – Real Father Lyrics

Before me creep and know how fi walk

Teach mi a few words when mi no know how fi talk
Couldn’t explain myself mi just know how fi bawl
Yu de beside mi throughout this all
So mi haffi salute you daddy
Yu show what a father is
Yu never lef when di belly a mi mother big
When yu a plan yu think bout mi future to
When nuff no have youth dem talk a bag a good things dem wuda do
But yu see when the child born
Him never tek di bicycle ride gone
Fi mummy no see him again
Him know bout school and all mi teacher dem
Mi say mi respect goes out
To di real father dem
Yu see everything you did for me
Whole heap a thanks mi give daddy
Yeah, my respect goes out
To di real father dem
Yu see everything you did for me
Whole heap a thanks mi give daddy
And every Christmas and every birthday
Still a get a gift even when it’s the worse day
I remember seeing pictures of my first cake
Yu call mi winner even when I’m not the first place
Yu teach mi fi count
Yu no easy fi doubt
Yu believe ina mi
Yu really support
Yu tell me sky is the limit
Yu tell me reach fi di clouds
Mi say mi respect goes out
To di real father dem
Yu see everything you did for me
Whole heap a thanks mi give daddy
Yeah, my respect goes out
To di real father dem
Yu see everything you did for me
Whole heap a thanks mi give daddy
How di daughter fi born
Father quit
Hear say she sick
Nah visit
Years after she get a scholarship
Pity yu never know
A karma this
That’s my girl you proud fi say
The sound she state that was the only way
Har life never sweet like honey from no hive
Nuff no know how dem youth survive
Mi say mi respect goes out
To di real father dem
Yu see everything you did for me
Whole heap a thanks mi give daddy
My respect goes out
To di real father dem
Yu see everything you did for me
Whole heap a thanks mi give daddy
Repeat 1
Before me creep and know how fi walk
Teach mi a few words when mi no know how fi talk
Couldn’t explain myself mi just know how fi bawl
Yu de beside mi throughout this all
So mi haffi salute you daddy
Yu show what a father is

Yu never lef when di belly a mi mother big

Dec 10, Ding Dong & Shenseea – Rock The Floor Lyrics

Feel good music now, heh

Feel good music now, heh
Come on, Ding Dong, Shenseea

Say I like to know if
You got the motion
Said I like to know if
You got the motion
So rock the floor
Just rock the floor baby
Rock the floor, turn the club over
Rock the floor, rock the floor baby
Rock the flooooorrrrrr

The vibes nice and am feeling good
Happy and bless as the way I should
Dancing the way I never thought I could
Am captured in the riddim like a fowl in a cub
Plus when am dancing everybody knows am a different person
Lost in the melody like a missing person
Not rich but in fun am a wealthy person
On the floor I move lighter as a curtain

Say I like to know if
You got the motion
Said I like to know if
You got the motion
So rock the floor
Just rock the floor baby
Rock the floor, turn the club over
Rock the floor, rock the floor baby
Rock the flooooorrrrrr

Hold on like am a little light headed
Wonder if am a seeing double or she need fi check the weight
Anyway in a due time me we get the link
Me just a sign up the floor with me dancing team
Music control me like a puppet pon a string
The riddim by the rope and me body just a swing
Everybody deh yah fi a purpose
This a my calling
Pretty girl join me inna di dancing ring

Boi, I like the way you move your body
I love the way you move it
I love the way you grooving grooving, yea yea
I like the way you move it…..

Say I like to know if
You got the motion
Said I like to know if
You got the motion
So rock the floor
Just rock the floor baby
Rock the floor, turn the club over
Rock the floor, rock the floor baby
Rock the flooooorrrrrr

So lets move it move
So lets move it move
MOVE IT MOVE

Feel good music now
Feel good music now

Dec 10, Tiana Cheater Lyrics

Boy me nuh waah you

Boy me nuh waah you

Say you fall in love
You better climb out
Nuh explaination weh you lie bout
Yuh think a little time you cheat and me find out
Money done… time out
Ring yuh buy a dat you pick, why now
Nuh like yuh profile so me sign out
Nah spend another minute inna you life now
A wah di, a wah di fuk you deh cry bout

You are nothing but a cheater
And nuh matter weh you say me nuh believe yuh
Old dutty crosses me nuh need you
Bye bye pack yuh tings me a leave you
Boy, You are nothing but a cheater
And nuh matter weh you say me nuh believe yuh
Old dutty crosses me nuh need you
Bye bye pack yuh tings me a leave you

Ehhh boy nuh bother come chat back to me
Go weh, nuh bother come tell me yuh sorry
Go weh, you love trace like mumma lashie
All the draws weh me buy you wah tek dat from me
Boy you make me feel it inna me heart, you make me cry
Boy you know me love you but me done try
Tell you dutty gal me a di wife type
And the whole world done know why

Boy, You are nothing but a cheater
And nuh matter weh you say me nuh believe yuh
Old dutty crosses me nuh need you
Bye bye pack yuh tings me a leave you
Boy, You are nothing but a cheater
And nuh matter weh you say me nuh believe yuh
Old dutty crosses me nuh need you
Bye bye pack yuh tings me a leave you

Boy me nuh wah you
Boy me nuh waah you
Boy me nuh waah you
Boy me nuh wah you
Boy me nuh waah you

Boy, You are nothing but a cheater
And nuh matter weh you say me nuh believe yuh
Old dutty crosses me nuh need you
Bye bye pack yuh tings me a leave you
Boy, You are nothing but a cheater
And nuh matter weh you say me nuh believe yuh
Old dutty crosses me nuh need you
Bye bye pack yuh tings me a leave you

Dec 10, Tiana Kushi Lyrics

A me have it

A me have it
A wah happen to har
She nuh understand
A me have it
A me have it
Me say a me have it
A me have the bestest

A me have the bestest Kushi round here
Every man a mad over dah body yah
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
Every man a mad over dah body yah
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
Every man a mad over dah body yah

Him watch kushi but dis a nuh CVM
You say you own the man, so him look me den
This a nuh days of our lives so you can stop pretend
Stop brag bout the man
When a me a drive the benz
Cause, yuh nuh inna my league gal a wah do you
Bout you a champion gal, red card fi you
One don, one man, gal me have ambition
Yuh deaf, him say him nuh memba you

A me have the bestest Kushi round here
Every man a mad over dah body yah
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
Every man a mad over dah body yah
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
Every man a mad over dah body yah

A nuh my fault mek him love me body
So the tru wud ting it nuh necessary
Inna di streets dem a talk say yuh body salt
A nuff man you mek go a cemetary
Me thank go say, you nuh inna my league gal a wah do you
Bout you a champion gal, red card fi you
One don, one man, gal me have ambition
Yuh deaf, him say him nuh memba you

A me have the bestest Kushi round here
Every man a mad over dah body yah
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
Every man a mad over dah body yah
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
Every man a mad over dah body yah

A me have it
A me have it
Me say a me have it
A me have the bestest
A me have it
A me have it
Me say a me have it
A me have the bestest

A me have the bestest Kushi round here
Every man a mad over dah body yah
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
Every man a mad over dah body yah
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
A me have the bestest Kushi round here
Every man a mad over dah body yah

Dec 10, Charly Black Big Bumper Lyrics

12-9 Records

Now this one is for the real bumper girls
Yuh pay fi yuh bumper baby
A weh you come from

Big bumper gal time now
Real bumper gal time now
Me nuh wah see no little bumper gal inna di party
Wooooowoooo

Cock up yuh bumper gal
Fling up yuh bumper gal
Come whine, come whine pon me
Take your time and reverse pon me
Look pon dah bumper deh
Look pon dah bumper deh
Come brace it up pon me
Baby it big and yuh bumper real
Yuh bumper real

Take your time and touch your bumper
Put your hand up pon your bumper
Gal yuh bumper real real real
Bumper real real real

Hey gal yuh nuh pay fi yuh bumper
Take yuh time and shake up yuh bumper
Di gal dem a get on inna di dance and hot
Dah bumper deh fake, why it slack
Some gal bumper full a liver spot
From yuh bumper real walk out and squat
Squat squat squat squat squat
Straight down a ground and get up back
Dem gal yah spark up me life
12-9 records look at dat

Cock up yuh bumper gal
Fling up yuh bumper gal
Come whine, come whine pon me
Take your time and reverse pon me
Look pon dah bumper deh
Look pon dah bumper deh
Come brace it up pon me
Baby me baby sit

Put yuh hand pon yuh knee
Put yuh hand pon yuh knee
Make me brace it up pon yuh
Inna yuh short up short
When you push out yuh bumper
Baby me wah yuh
Some gal pay fi dem bumper
Dem nuh badder dan yuh
Gal a me a your artiste
Come inna me room and later me draw you
Your skin so smoothe me ready fi go touch it up
When me and you inna di club gal you tun it up
Cock up yuh foot pon someting firm and me we hold it up
Just know say a me have di key fi yuh door open up

Cock up yuh bumper gal
Fling up yuh bumper gal
Come whine, come whine pon me
Take your time and reverse pon me
Look pon dah bumper deh
Look pon dah bumper deh
Come brace it up pon me
Baby me baby sit

Straight down a ground now get up back
Straight down a ground now get up back

Cock up yuh bumper gal
Fling up yuh bumper gal
Come whine, come whine pon me
Take your time and reverse pon me
Look pon dah bumper deh
Look pon dah bumper deh
Come brace it up pon me
Baby me baby sit

Big bumper gal time now
Real bumper gal time now
Me nuh wah see no little bumper gal inna di party
Wooooowoooo

Cock up yuh bumper gal
Fling up yuh bumper gal
Come whine, come whine pon me
Take your time and reverse pon me
Look pon dah bumper deh
Look pon dah bumper deh
Come brace it up pon me
Baby me baby sit

Dec 12, Alkaline – Badness It Name Lyrics

Yow murda

After dis mi nuh wah hear nothing from none a uno yuh hear dat
Murda, Murda mi ting deh
Yuh hear dat
Yow dawg yuh naw nuh body fi fling weh
Fling weh
Yow frass push alright den

Murda gwaan Ruger get di blame
Did fi guh fi one but everybody get di grain
A wi guh duppy dem a nuh like si shame
Guh infront di judge an tell har a badness it name
Wah fi change if a man get detain
People still a missing hog a nyam dem remain
Gun a nuh sittin detta brandish fi fame
Push nuzzle up under him chin and slam out him, push

Meager man wid a gloc inna waist
Big rifle me up fi mi skin
Ehh body and mi lack inna weight
Shub up one inna di gloc incase a man run on
Mi tun on hollow point a rock face
223 a tackle yuh straight wen dat lick yuh
Yuh levitate
Pick yuh up an fling yuh back in the days
Car left on just a trackle a wait
Catch up pon him, mummi never hear him weh him a rackle the gate
Calm down boy a wah do yuh
Shot a deal wid yuh chest rougher dan how di grabba do yuh
Smith and Wesson a buss as a duo
Clap it inna di left, mi clap inna right and stagger yuh goh

Bruk eh hand dem weh yuh madda gi yuh
Coulda send a man fi buss out yuh head but mi da rather kill yuh
White sheet body bag a fi yuh
Tough chat pon di internet a d’even know a wah dat yuh do

Soh di father soh di son dead di same
Life unno wah but a badness it name
Beg fi it now dem wah complain
Nobody nuh seh nothing a badness it name.. push
Put mi in a catergory wid a hurricane
Anybody defend it a sorrow and pain
Badness it name, tell dem a badness it name
Guh infront di judge and tell har a badness it name

Nuh finger print

wen di clip dem a load
Nuh face, nuh face, nuh case mi still deh a road
Start wid di Tarrus den after mi get the colt
Soh from mi young mi never fraid a soul
Caps lock mi name, mi bold
Gi mi gal di mac 11 fi hold
Babylon a circle di place a patrol
If mi get catch wid dis
Five years inna di hole
Magazine fulla story weh never been told..hey
Left dem a tremble and di time nuh cold
War head jump out, spent shell a slide a road
Nowadays yuh live fi si 25 dats old
And if me get a penalty mi agoh strike a goal.. push

Dem disrespect dem nuh deserve fi live
Weh mi come from non a we nuh know di word fi give
Bury dem ina cement
Shot a mince di rib
Mek dem nyam gunshot till it get insipid

Soh di father soh di son dead di same
Life unno wah but a badness it name
Beg fi it now dem wah complain
Nobody nuh seh nothing a badness it name.. push
Put mi in a catergory wid a hurricane
Anybody defend it a sorrow and pain
Badness it name, tell dem a badness it name
Guh infront di judge and tell har a badness it name

Man dead, another man just dis
Wid him gun inna him waist, wah a man worthless
Weh dem have gun fah, dem fi have cutlass
Mi guh slug eeh witness, not a damn justice
Yow dawg yuh nah nobody fi fling weh
Dem feel a tralalala ting, A murda mi ting deh
Murda, murda mi ting deh

Di man a bawl like a big big gyal
Guh wash yuh face, stop move like a big sissy gal
Dawg, a nuh me dem fool yah wah gi chat
You’d hear seh man wicked if mi gi him gunshot
Think bout dat, a nuh nothing fi mi fling dung dat
Hammer belt cross mi shoulder coulda be one ash
Lee Miller dem nuh bad, just a sing bout strap
Mek dem know Dj Frass alright

Dec 12, Christopher Martin – Magic Lyrics

I can see that your hair is well done

Don’t tell me that you’re coming from the hair saloon
You know that’s a no no… girl
Yea, thats a no no
You call my phone when you’re man is at home
Whats going on, is the respect gone
You know thats a no no, girl
Girl thats a no no

Whooaaa
You go mess around and let him find out
what we doing, doing, doing
You say you nuh care cause him have other gal weh him screwing
Screwing, screwing, screwing
So you say lay down pon the bed nuh please
See you crawling to me pon yuh knees
Say you ago gi me everything me need
Watch you slip it cross and me just slip it eeen

You grip the sheets and broke off your nails
Sweat out your hair, baby
Call yuh job and tell your boss say yuh sick
Cause i’ve got you hook on my magic

You tell yuh friend say you don’t feel right
Cah you wah we lock down and fuk all night
Baby, tell you man you gone pon business trip
Cause I’ve got you hook on my magic

You can’t get enough, no
You can’t get enough
You can’t get enough, no
You can’t get enough

We don’t talk in the days when we see each other
But we come alive in the night we’re alone together
This thing we got is good
Lets keep it under cover
Just gwaan like you don’t know me, you don’t know me
Me don’t know you, me don’t know you

Feel so good to be wrong
Can we leave me and you to go home
You’re the melody to my song

You grip the sheets and broke off your nails
Sweat out your hair, baby
Call yuh job and tell your boss say yuh sick
Cause i’ve got you hook on my magic

You tell yuh friend say you don’t feel right
Cah you wah we lock down and fuk all night
Baby, tell you man you gone pon business trip
Cause I’ve got you hook on my magic

You can’t get enough, no
You can’t get enough
You can’t get enough, no
You can’t get enough

Baby grin on me, grin on me
grin on me, grin on me
Love me, love me, baby
Baby grin on me, grin on me
grin on me, grin on me
Love me, love me, baby

You grip the sheets and broke off your nails
Sweat out your hair, baby
Call yuh job and tell your boss say yuh sick
Cause i’ve got you hook on my magic

You tell yuh friend say you don’t feel right
Cah you wah we lock down and fuk all night
Baby, tell you man you gone pon business trip
Cause I’ve got you hook on my magic

You can’t get enough, no
You can’t get enough
You can’t get enough, no
You can’t get enough

Ab-Soul – God’s a Girl? Lyrics

G- “Hey Soul”
Ab-Soul- “Wassup G G”
G- “I Finally Figured Out…”
Ab-Soul- “Thank God for girls”
Ab-Soul-“God’s a girl”

(God’s a girl, God’s a girl, God’s)
I ain’t gon’ lie, you got me cryin’ with a hard dick
How I love you so much that I hate this shit?
I get it get it, I (don’t stop)
You ain’t doin’ your job if you don’t say (oh, my god)
Come have sex with Jesus
Come have sex with Jesus (Soulo)
Come have sex with Jesus
You ain’t doin’ your job if you don’t say (oh, my god)

Every single time, yeah
And all I got is goddesses, I’m a heroine addict-
That’s it, that’s it
Yeah cause I.. I really wanted to talk about like
You know, it’s crazy how you know like you know, how Jesus is in the bible and he don’t get no pussy at all
A 33 year old virgin
Yeah it’s crazy
Like all the drugs are girls
Mary, Molly
Yeah for real, they’re all named after girls
And they’re really like female plants and shit

Yes Lord (Black Lip Pastor)
We in Frankies castle with the pack though
Motherfucking pack
Top want me to go to rehab
Told him I would go too
Probably just relapse
Cause that’s what ill niggas do
Won’t even pop a bottle without poppin a pill
Can’t have a meal without picking up the bill
Should be more concerned with my health
But I’m gonna die trying to get this wealth
Pay attention nigga
I’ve been going platinum, they just trying to take it
Fuck boys acting up, like an adult film audition
I’m just eating these rappers up
Sending artists to the mortician
I’m just with my niggas hanging, case of champagne
Need some water but I’d rather me a martyr for the cause
Nigga y’all niggas still don’t get it
Juvenile never went to juvenile hall
It was 400 degrees on terminals
The homies playing with the strap off safety
And my lady at the time she stayed on gun lock
The irony in that alone is crazy
I come up with shit like that that’s why they say I’m crazy
Maybe
I’m with the shits, I’m off the shits
(YMF)
Rockstar lifestyle might not make it
But I guarantee she make it to the penthouse naked
You niggas been outdated
Like the bitches I dated way way way way back when
Now I’m getting brain in the tenant’s Maybach Benz
It’s rented but I’m in it nigga
I didn’t pay back
More insufficient funds in the last 5 months than you gonna make in this whole year
On the mountain top about to cry cause it gets so lonely up here
Is anybody out there?
Can anybody hear me?
In this jaded generation of complacency siri don’t even take us seriously
But thats some other shit just being honest with you
Right hand on the bible with you
My ancestors came on the mothership
So I got to take it farther nigga that makes sense

My head in the clouds
Getting head in the clouds
By an angel in disguise
She an angel in disguise
D’evils gonna be my demise
I swear that God’s a girl, bitch

Ab-Soul – Portishead in the Morning /// HER World Lyrics

[Part 1 – Portishead in the Morning]

I’m the brightest silver lining
‘Cause I’m the brightest silver lining
Don’t make, make me take my life back

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Demigod with a record deal
Everything’s puny to me, you a newbie
I’m from Niburu, microphone check 1, 2, 3
Master of ceremony no matter the territory, I’m cozy
Oz a OG, my brain playing ring around the rosy
The fried egg in my head defies science
I’m Bill Nye, going to great heights to stay the highest
Call me Soulo hoe the prophet, but do you really comprehend it?
Is it prophet meaning messenger, or prophet meaning expenses?
Pick it… ah, forget it

I’m the brightest silver lining
‘Cause I’m the brightest silver lining
Don’t make, make me take my life back

[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]
The philosopher getting stoned
It’s no doubt in my mind I found the philosopher’s stone
Thought these were just songs that I write? You’re wrong
Move my mouth and move a mountain with ease as well
Dead ass, I’ma live forever like the HeLa cell
My nigga [?] said “Ab you a genius but you gotta go stupid
Sometimes in order to win you gotta lose it”
My goal was to hit the hitters to glitches in the system
Do we really want to go to heaven? Ain’t no bitches mentioned (this is a man’s world)
I ain’t a sexist, I enlighten sisters too
Oh yes, it’s Bohemian Grove baby, not
One time for the women, two times….
I’m from another galaxy, I’m actually an android
Look me up on your galaxies and your androids
The devil was created, he is not a creator
An energy can neither be created or destroyed
It’s YMF nigga, YMF nigga
If I ain’t the messiah, I’m a mess nigga
YMF nigga, YMF nigga
If I ain’t the messiah, I’m the brightest silver lining
Don’t make, make me take my life back

[Part 2 – HER World]
She’s got the whole world in her hands
She’s got the whole world in her hands
She’s got the whole world in her hands
She’s got the whole world in her hands
She’s got the whole world in her hands
She’s got the whole world in her hands
Ay man, there’s more than one reason why there is only one
Remember that first or end before you’ve begun
I rhyme like I’m God’s only begotten son
She so loved the world she gave Soul the world
That’s why I just have fun, and use my third eye like I just had one
God gotta be a thot, the blood from your erection come from your brain and your feet, so you can’ think and you can’t run

J. Cole – 4 Your Eyez Only Lyrics

[Intro]
For your eyes only, for your eyes only
(for your eyes)

[Verse 1]
Hey
Niggas be dying on the daily
It seems my dreams faded for far too long, the consequences deadly
Can’t visualize myself as nothing but a criminal
Control the block, serving up rocks and stay subliminal
Cause young niggas is hard headed, they letting off
Full of adrenaline, ignorant to what death can cause
Ain’t no coming back, family dressed in black
Plus it’s hot now, the cops outside it’s hard to flip a pack
And my daughter gotta eat, her mama be stressing me like I ain’t the one who put them Jays on her feet
Like I ain’t out in the field like that
I might be low for the moment but I will bounce back
Despite the charges, back to the wall I fight regardless, Screaming “fuck the law”, my life is lawless
That’s what you call it
Ain’t got to be no psychic to see this is like the farthest thing from heaven
This is hell and I don’t mean that hyperbolic
I try to find employment even if the swiper chargeless
But these felonies be making life the hardest
Resisting the temptation to run up and swipe a wallet
Or run up on your yard, snatch your daughter bike and pawn it
That’s why I write this sonnet
If the pressure get too much for me to take and I break
Play this tape for my daughter and let her know my life is on it
Let her know my life is on it
(For your eyes)
Let her know my life is on
For your eyes only

[Hook]
For your eyes do you understand
For your eyes do you understand me
For your eyes do you understand
For your eyes do you understand me
For your eyes do you understand
For your eyes do you understand me
For your eyes do you understand
For your eyes do you understand me

[Verse 2]
You’re probably grown now so this song’ll hit you
If you’re hearing this unfortunately means that I’m no longer with you
In the physical, not even sure if I believe in God
But because you still alive
He got me praying that the spiritual is real
So I can be a part of you still, my pops was killed too
So I know how part of you feels
Maybe you hate me, maybe you miss me, maybe you spite me
Life goes in cycles, maybe you’ll date a nigga just like me
I hope not, I’m tired of dope spots
And fiends that smoke rocks, I’ve seen far too many niggas hopes rot
I’m writing this because me and the devil had a dance
Now I see death around the corner, apologizing in advance
Don’t know if I ever had a chance
At a glance I’m a failure, addicted to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam once
Innocence disappeared by the age of eight years
My Pops shot up, drug related
Mama addicted
So Granny raised me in projects where thugs was hanging
Blood was staining the concrete
Older niggas I loved talked like they was above maintaining a time sheet
That slow money, picked up the family business
By the age of thirteen, six years later was handed sentence
Round the same time is when you came in this world
Me and your mama thinking, what the fuck we naming this girl?
I told her Nina, the prettiest name that I could think of
For the prettiest thing my eyes had ever seen
I was nineteen, took me two felonies to see the trap, this crooked ass system set for me
And now I fear it’s too late for me to ever be the one that set examples that was never set for me
I’m living fast, but not fast enough cause karma keeps on catching up to me
And if my past becomes the death of me, I hope you understand

[Hook]
For your eyes do you understand
For your eyes do you understand me
For your eyes do you understand
For your eyes do you understand me
For your eyes do you understand
For your eyes do you understand me
For your eyes do you understand
For your eyes do you understand me

[Verse 3]
It’s several ways I could’ve went out, too many to count
Was it the trigger happy crackers that the badges give clout
Was it the young niggas, blasting frustrated cause the cash running out
Niggas don’t know how to act in a drought
See baby girl I realized, my definition of a real nigga was skewed
My views misshaped by new mixtapes
That confirmed the shit I learned in the streets was true
That real niggas don’t speak when they beef with you
They just pull up on your street, let the heat achoo
And if a real nigga hungry he gon’ eat your food
I was a fool, spent all my time ducking school, ducking cops
Ducking rules, hugging blocks that don’t love you
I pray you find a nigga with goals and point of views
Much broader than the corner, if not it’s gon’ corner you
Into a box, where your son don’t even know his pops
And the cyclical nature of doing time continues
My worst fear is one day that you come home from school and see your father face while hearing ’bout tragedy on news
I got the strangest feeling your Daddy gonna lose his life soon
And sadly if you’re listening now it must mean it’s true
But maybe there’s a chance that it’s not
And this album remains locked in a hard drive like valuable jewels
And I can teach you this in person like I’m teaching you to tie your own shoes
I love you and I hope to God I don’t lose you
For your eyes only

[Hook]
For your eyes
For your eyes only
For your eyes
For your eyes only
For your eyes do you understand

[Verse 4]
One day your daddy called me, told me he had a funny feeling
What he’d been dealing with lately, he wasn’t telling
I tried to pick his brains, still he wasn’t revealing
But I could feel the sense of panic in his voice and it was chilling
He said “Jermaine, I knew you since we was children I never asked for nothing
When times was hard I never had discussions with you begging you to help me
I dealt with the repercussions of my actions
I know you tried to steer me ‘way from that shit
But that shit was in my blood, you know my life
I know your Momma nigga, send my love
In case I never get a chance to speak again
I won’t forget the weekends spent sleeping at your crib
That’s the way I wished my family lived
But my granny crib was in the ‘jects
I had to interject like, “Nigga what you talking ’bout? Fuck is you getting at?”
He said “Listen, I got no time to dive into descriptions
But I’ve been having premonitions, just call it visions from the other side
I got a feeling I won’t see tomorrow, like the time I’m living on is borrowed
With that said the only thing I’m proud to say I was a father
Write my story down and if I pass go play it for my daughter when she ready
And so I’m leaving you this record for your eyes only, don’t you ever scratch or disrespect it
This perspective is a real one, another lost Ville son
I dedicate these words to you and all the other children
Affected by the mass incarceration in this nation
That sent your pops to prison when he needed education
Sometimes I think this segregation would’ve done us better
Although I know that means I would never be brought into this world ‘cuz my daddy was so thrilled when he found him a white girl to take back to Jonesborough with
‘lil Zach and Cole World barely one years old, now it’s thirty years later making sure the story’s told
Girl your daddy was a real nigga, not ‘cos he was cold
Not because he was the first to get some pussy twelve years old
Not because he used to come through in the Caddy on some vogues
Not because he went from bagging up them grams to serving O’s
Nah your daddy was a real nigga, not ‘cos he was hard
Not because he lived a life of crime and sat behind some bars
Not because he screamed fuck the law, although that was true
Your daddy was a real nigga ‘cuz he loved you”
For your eyes only

Ab-Soul – Beat the Case /// Straight Crooked Lyrics

[Part 1: Beat the Case]

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Doeburger!
Head swingin’ like Rambo, he be spittin’ like he pullin’ triggers
Make a enemigo an example
(And I bet I beat the case)
Lot of guys with the gavels, look em’ right up in they face
While a nigga under oath, plead the fifth, then ask if I can smoke
Burnin’ dirty money but I keep a little something for the clean escape
And the rainy day after
Don’t forget a nigga live where the heat wave at ya
And ya safe ain’t safe
And heat don’t wave back but life is cold that way
Ay man

[Hook: Ab-Soul]
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat it, beat it, beat it
Like a runaway slave
Get your king popped, MJ, I’m dangerous, keep away
The doctors say what an odd autopsy
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
I ain’t never go to jail
I ain’t never gon’ tell
All I do is beat the case

[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
Got my cHopper went to (?), bullets flying out tHe case
Only witnesses are gay, notHing sneaking on tHe tape
All I do is get tHe– uH, yeah
SHoot you grabbin’ in tHe bag
SHit you makin’ it ain’t Half, of wHat I made up in tHe past
Groovy Tony with tHe moves, uH
My bank account done ate a moose, uH
WHy the car ain’t got a roof, uH
Crib still ain’t got a boost, uH
Black Hippy witH tHe caps lock, wHen my album came..
Best album out in HipHop and I’m still Heatin’ up tHe crockpot
Platinum plaques tHat I ain’t Hung yet
You got opinions no acHievements
Type of niggas make me laugH, uH
Hit tHe gas and turn to flasH, uH
Palms itcHing like a rash, uH
My trigger finger be tHe stasH, uH
BitcH I’m blankin’ out tHe face, uH
(All I do is beat the case)

[Hook: Ab-Soul]
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat it, beat it, beat it
Like a runaway slave
Get your king popped, MJ, I’m dangerous, keep away
The doctors say what an odd autopsy
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
I ain’t never go to jail
I ain’t never gon’ tell
All I do is beat the case

[Verse 3: Ab-Soul]
Let me set the record straight
You got 10 commandments, 33 amendments over 20,000 laws
Raise your hand if you think you’ll beat the case
Motherfuck a Bill of Rights
I need a bill of Miller’s ?
Phenergan up in my sprite
I ain’t sippin’ Miller Lite
I like to say my lighter white
Lit the spliff and went to space
Then I’m playin’ with the white
What an interracial day
I made her write a different light
Got gerped up by the jakes
Had the work tucked, guns in the truck
Licenses suspended, but remember–

[Hook: Ab-Soul](x2)
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat it, beat it, beat it
Like a runaway slave
Get your king popped, MJ, I’m dangerous, keep away
The doctors say what an odd autopsy
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
All I do is beat the case
I ain’t never go to jail
I ain’t never gon’ tell
All I do is beat the case

[Part 2: Straight Crooked]

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Ruffled up a couple feathers when I called Barack a puppet show
Now that Trump is POTUS I know this election is just another Muppet Show
That ain’t even none of my business though
Whatever’s your cup of tea
Even lil’ Niemah voted for Hillary
I’m a entity, never mind my identity
My king Slim hit me with a quote that sticked with me
A criminal’s best asset is his liability
(That was crazy, lie-ability)
Do What Thou Wilt nigga (Soul!)
Cause these niggas a have you swim across a ocean just to drown you in a lake
I had to be a little crooked just to make sure I was straight
Word, word yea
Make sure I was straight
I had to be a little crooked just to make sure I was straight
Don’t (?)
The righteous will remain righteous and the filthy will remain filthy
In a sense, we all guilty

Futuristic – Futuristic or Die Lyrics

[Chorus (x7)]
It’s Futuristic or die, nigga

[Verse 1]
Futuristic or die, no lie
Nigga fuck with the gang or get hanged by your own tie
Skydive with no parachute
I dare a nigga or his crew to ever say he so fly
Did it by myself, know why?
Independent nigga with a really cold mind
Hit the goal line
When it’s showtime I show out, it’s sold out
Lyrics, everybody knows mine
Snow White don’t kiss hoes just bros
Niggas couldn’t see me even if they on they tiptoes
Crisp flow so cold that my lips froze
Never took shortcuts, niggas using CliffsNotes
Been broke for a minute should forget it
I’m living off of this music, I swear to God I’m a young Sean
WTF gang apparel had a Rocawear so I said I’m never sporting Sean John
Get it, got it, good
I ain’t in the hood
I’m riding around and I’m getting it with white friends
They see the kid, reckon that’s what I did
I swear that I get it in til the motherfucking night end
5’5 but I’m 9’6
Kids looking up to me because they see how I rhyme with it
I took my time perfected my only passion
No spazzing when I be rapping man I’m so out of my mind with it
I be going berzerk
Ya’ll suck, I bet your knees hurt
Like teen mom’s you’re so dumb
I’ve seen your ass with [?]
Could you get any weaker?
I kill shit and don’t try
It’s Futuristic or bungee jump with dental floss and die

[Chorus (x7)]
It’s Futuristic or die, nigga

[Verse 2]
It’s Futuristic or OD
I am not your homie, nigga
The one and only so please don’t act like you know me
I’m the truth you ain’t nothing but a phony nigga
You say you cold bro show me, nigga
Your chick wanna blow me, nigga
I’ve been rising from the bottom I got ‘em
I be the hottest on top you below me, nigga
Ya’ll cracking me up
I try not to say shit
All I do is let my damn talent show
You on stage with a whole bunch of lames cuffing the mic looking like a high school talent show
Let my talent grow
I’m the one taking these hits ain’t that a bitch
Fuck the nigga who made it, most underrated
No debating, I’m slaying your operation
You so famous and I ain’t even made it, nigga
I’m not hating or maybe I am
There’s some things I just don’t understand
Elementary lyrics that you be spitting I’m not really feeling
So please tell me how the fuck you got fans
I was in the band crowd surfing in the stands
You rapping about the liquor and moving a couple grams
But I’m rapping about my life on this mic
How I do so nice so I can take care of all of my fam, nigga
Futuristic that young dude that’s making moves without a thing to lose
Pay my dues and I bang a thing or two in this fucking booth
That’s all I do
Ask about it in the future that’s all I knew
See the benefits but I do it all for you
Or die be the line and all that’s true

[Chorus (x7)]
It’s Futuristic or die, nigga

Tech N9ne – Hold On Me Lyrics

[Hook: Kate Rose]
Gimme some of that good stuff I need so much
I can’t handle life without it, it’s become my crutch
I don’t need anything else
I’m just gonna use it for myself
Been craving it tonight so it’s good I’ve got plans
Soon I’ll be flying, oh so high

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
All my life whenever I got into a relationship
Couldn’t take the nagging of women never be taking tips
When they said I just needed one of them in my stable
But never would I listen I wasn’t able they say to me
I know you got other chicks, and I’m sick of this shit
You think I’m asleep when you go sneak away for a bit
I hear you talking to her why do you treat me like this
Why do you make it so hard to admit
Player would never show his hand
I become something they can’t stand
In the long run they on one, our song’s done
Get they bags and they bounce
And they say I’m sick and need a little counseling
You are the king, but don’t know how to treat a queen
I hear the words you speak about her when you dream
Thought that we were a team, how could you let her intervene
Guess you got me
Really got some feelings for this one you can’t stop me

[Hook]
Gimme some of that good stuff I need so much
I can’t handle life without it, it’s become my crutch
I don’t need anything else
I’m just gonna use it for myself
Been craving it tonight so it’s good I’ve got plans
Soon I’ll be flying, oh so high

[Bridge: Kate Rose]
Cause it will have it’s, hold, on me
Her blood is coursing through my veins
I need to hold on tight just let it take the reigns

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Don’t get in the game
If there’s a feeling you can’t hang
Women tell me that I should be loyal to one dame
It’s a shame, they say I’m a playa and i never change
I remain, how we start out the same
And I can never get with it, you can give it to whomever wanna get it
Now that I’m seeing vivid you come at me I’mma pivot and
Get up out of your room, treat me like a buffoon
I can see you love her to the moon
I cannot lie I’m hella busted, they say I can’t be trusted
I ain’t got time to love shit but this does it
Loving her even when out in public goes with me wherever I tug it
I’m really done with you yes I had a lot of fun with you
But your many will soon be none with you
So what you gonna do?
Its only one and without it I might lose it
I cannot keep a woman cause time with my music

[Hook]
Gimme some of that good stuff I need so much
I can’t handle life without it, it’s become my crutch
I don’t need anything else
I’m just gonna use it for myself
Been craving it tonight so it’s good I’ve got plans
Soon I’ll be flying, oh so high

[Bridge: Kate Rose]
Cause it will have it’s, hold, on me
Her blood is coursing through my veins
I need to hold on tight just let it take the reigns

J. Cole – She’s Mine, Pt. 2 Lyrics

[Intro]
Catch me, don’t you
Catch me, don’t you
Catch me, I’ve fallen in love
For the first time
For you I drop the tough guy shit
On this bus I sit

[Bridge]
Thinking bout you
Thinking bout you
Thinking bout you
Thinking bout you
Thinking bout you
Thinking bout you
Thinking bout you
Thinking bout you
Damn it feel good to have you
Damn it feel good to have you
Damn it feel good to have you
Damn it feel good to have you
Needin’ me, wantin’ me, givin’ me a chance to feel special to somebody in a world where they not lovin’ me

[Verse 1]
Handcuffs keep huggin the, wrists of my niggas
And I wish stuff was different here
But if I had a magic wand to make the evil dissapear
That means that there would be no Santa Claus no more
To bring you Christmas cheer
‘Cause what he represents is really greed and the need
To purchase shit from corporations that make a killin’
Because they feed on the wallets of the poor
Who be knockin’ on they door, every Black Friday
Just to get some shit they can’t afford
Even with the discount, write a check, that shit bounce
But as long as we got credit, it don’t matter, the amount
We just swipin’ shit here, we don’t love, we just likin’ shit here
What’s that smell, where’s your diaper shit here
Lay on your back, don’t pee right now or else I’ll have to get you back
One day when you gon’ want to get your way
Yeah I’ll have fun with that
Reminisce when you came out the womb
Tears of joy I think filled up the room
You are now the reason that I fight
I ain’t never did nothing thats right in my whole life
Got me thinking…

[Bridge]
Am I worthy of this gift
Am I strong enough to lift, into a place that I can see
Someone more important than me?
Am I worthy of this gift?
Am I strong enough to lift, into a place that I can see
Someone more important than me?
Am I worthy of this gift?

[Verse 2]
People ask me how I did this shit
I’m gon’ do a humble stunt act like I meant this shit
Thats the ego taking credit for what God made
Fuck this album shit hey mama look what God made
She’s mine
Catch me
Don’t you, catch me
Don’t you, catch me, I’ve fallen in love for the first time
I wanna cry, and I ain’t even tryna fight it
Don’t wanna die, cause now your here
And I just wanna be right by your side
On any night that you be cryin’ baby
I dry your eyes, I dry your eyes

[Outro]
There is a God
It is a God
Yeah, it is a God
I never felt so alive
I never felt so alive
I never felt so alive
I never felt so alive
Catch me, don’t you
Catch me, don’t you
I’ve fallen in love
For the first time

J. Cole – She’s Mine, Pt. 1 Lyrics

[Intro]
I never felt so alive
I never felt so alive
I never felt so alive (I never felt so alive)
I never felt so alive (I never felt so alive)

[Interlude]
Catch me, don’t you
Catch me, don’t you
Catch me, I’ve fallen in love
For the first time
I wanna cry
And I ain’t even tryna fight it
Don’t wanna die (I don’t wanna die no more)
Cause now you’re here and I just wanna be
Right by your side
On any night that you be crying baby
I’ll dry your eyes, I’ll dry your eyes

[Verse]
Every time you go to sleep you look like you in heaven
Plus the head game is stronger than a few Excedrin
You shine just like the patent leather on my new 11’s
You read me like a book like I’m the Bible, you the Reverend
Yea, I wanna tell the truth to you
I wanna talk about my days as a youth to you
Exposing you to all my demons and the reasons I’m this way
I would like to paint a picture, but it’ll take more than a day
It would take more than some years to get all over all my fears
Preventing me from letting you see all of me perfectly clear
The same wall that’s stopping me from letting go and shedding tears
From the lack of having father, and the passing of my peers
While I’m too scared to expose myself
It turns out, you know me better than I know myself
Better than I know myself
Well how about that

[Outro]
She gets him, you get me
She hugs him, you kiss me
You tell me, you miss me
And I believe you, I believe you
She gets him, you get me
She hugs him, you kiss me
You tell me, you miss me
And I believe you, I believe you
Catch me, don’t move
Catch me, don’t you—
Catch me, I’ve fallen in love
For the first time