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Bruno Mars – 24K Magic letras

[Intro]
Tonight
I just want to take you higher
Throw your hands up in the sky
Let’s set this party off right

[Chorus]
Players, put yo’ pinky rings up to the moon
Girls, what y’all trying to do?
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe soul player
Uh, look out!
[Verse 1]
Pop pop, it’s show time (Show time)
Show time (Show time)
Guess who’s back again?
Oh they don’t know? (Go on tell ’em)
Oh they don’t know? (Go on tell ’em)
I bet they know soon as we walk in (Showin’ up)
Wearing Cuban links (ya)
Designer minks (ya)
Inglewood’s finest shoes (Whoop, whoop)
Don’t look too hard
Might hurt ya’self
Known to give the color red the blues

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh shit, I’m a dangerous man with some money in my pocket
(Keep up)
So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket
(Keep up)
Why you mad? Fix ya face
Ain’t my fault y’all be jocking
(Keep up)

[Chorus]
Players only, come on
Put your pinky rings up to the moon
Girls, what y’all trying to do?
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe soul player
Uh, look out!

[Verse 2]
Second verse for the hustlas (hustlas)
Gangstas (gangstas)
Bad bitches and ya ugly ass friends (Haha)
Can I preach? (Uh oh) Can I preach? (Uh oh)
I gotta show ’em how a pimp get it in
First, take your sip (sip), do your dip (dip)
Spend your money like money ain’t shit (Whoop, whoop)
We too fresh
Got to blame in on Jesus
Hashtag blessed
They ain’t ready for me

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m a dangerous man with some money in my pocket
(Keep up)
So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket
(Keep up)
Why you mad? Fix ya face
Ain’t my fault y’all be jocking
(Keep up)

[Chorus]
Players only, come on
Put your pinky rings up to the moon
Hey girls
What y’all trying to do?
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe soul player
Uh, look out!

[Bridge]
(Wooh)
Everywhere I go they be like
Ooh, soul player ooh
Everywhere I go they be like
Ooh, soul player ooh
Everywhere I go they be like
Ooh, soul player ooh
Now, now, now
Watch me break it down like (Uh)
24 karat, 24 karat magic
What’s that sound?
24 karat, 24 karat magic
Come on now
24 karat, 24 karat magic
Don’t fight the feeling
Invite the feeling

[Chorus]
Just put your pinky rings up to the moon
Girls, what y’all trying to do?
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe soul player
Put your pinky rings up to the moon
Girls, what y’all trying to do? (Do)
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe soul player
(24 karat)
Uh, look out

[Outro]
(24 karat magic, magic, magic)

T.I. – Black Man (feat. Quavo, Meek Mill & Rara) letras

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

JoJo – Music. letras

[Verse 1]
I used to hear the voices through the thin walls
Tension building up and I’d feel so small
Some nights I’d hide under the pillows ’cause I didn’t know what else to do
Started singing just to get some attention
A melody to cut through the addiction
And every song I made turned into wishes
Some of them came true

[Pre-Chorus]
Everyone rises, everyone falls
Everyone spends some nights alone
Rich or for poor
I’m always yours
You never left me on my own
[Chorus]
Tell me who, who would I be without you?
No matter how much we lose
Every time I bet my life on you

[Verse 2]
We were never rich not even thousands
Mom was on her knees cleaning houses
I used to go to work with her some days
And dream and dance in the big hallways

[Pre-Chorus]
Everyone’s scared, everyone’s scarred
Everyone spends some nights alone
But every high, every low
You never left me on my own

[Chorus]
Tell me who, who would I be without you?
No matter how much we lose
Every time I bet my life on you

[Post-Chorus]
Tell me who, would I be without you?
Nothing I’d rather do
Every night I bet my life on you
Who would I be without you?

[Bridge]
Went on the road to make my daddy proud
But I lost him and then I sang to the crowd
My only hope is that he’s looking down thinking
“Oh my God, my daughter’s doing it now”

[Chorus]
Tell me who, who would I be without you?
No matter how much we lose
Every time I bet my life on you

[Post-Chorus]
Tell me who, would I be without you?
Nothing I’d rather do
Every night I bet my life on you
Who would I be without you?

Afrojack – Gone (feat. Ty Dolla $ign) letras

[Intro]
Yeah, Dolla $ign
Afrojack, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, yeah, oh yeah, woo

[Verse 1 – Ty Dolla $ign & Afrojack]
If I give you what you wanted, can you keep it off the record?
And when I turn on the camera, tell me, can you take direction? Perfection
You know the suite is presidential, you bout to get elected
Yeah, in the morning we can sip champagne
And I’mma eat you up for breakfast, delicious, let me give it to ya

[Pre Chorus – Ty Dolla $ign]
Two times, you know I love that, love that, love that
Thick thighs, you know I love that, love that, love that
Talk nasty, girl I love that, love that, love that, love that
Back up on me, I love that, love that, love that

[Chorus – Ty Dolla $ign]
All around the world, it’s your turn
We can take our time, this is slow burn
Pop another pill, never sober
Baby, planning on leaving your life round midnight
Gone, gone, gone already
Baby we’ll be gone, gone already
Gone already

[Post Chorus – Ty Dolla $ign]
In the morning we’ll be gone
In the morning we’ll be gone
You already know
In the morning we’ll be gone

[Verse 2 – Ty Dolla $ign & Afrojack]
Baby I don’t wanna rush you, you know you control the tempo
Yeah, bet you like it when I touch ya
I do, blow your mind just like a whistle, official
No we ain’t gotta complicate things
Just keep it nice and simple, nice and simple, nice and simple
That’s how we do it, how we do it all day
Baby girl you got potential
If you want the info, I’mma give it to ya

[Pre Chorus – Ty Dolla $ign]
Two times, you know I love that, love that, love that
Thick thighs, you know I love that, love that, love that
Talk nasty, girl I love that, love that, love that, love that
Back up on me, I love that, love that, love that

[Chorus – Ty Dolla $ign]
All around the world, it’s your turn
We can take our time, this is slow burn
Pop another pill, never sober
Baby, planning on leaving your life round midnight
Gone, gone, gone already
Baby we’ll be gone, gone already
Gone already

[Post Chorus – Ty Dolla $ign] x2
In the morning we’ll be gone
In the morning we’ll be gone
You already know
In the morning we’ll be gone

Regina Spektor – Small Bill$ letras

[Verse 1]
His destiny was just too big to spend
So he broke it into smaller bills and change
By the time he’d try to buy the things he needed
He had spent it all on loosies and weed and
He had spent it all on chips and Coca-Cola
He had spent it all on chocolate and vanilla
He had spent it all and didn’t even feel it
He had spent it all and didn’t even feel it

[Chorus] (x2)
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
[Verse 2]
All the poets in the alley coughing up blood
And their visions and their dreams are coming up red
They can neither wake up or go deeper
But it’s so dangerous to wake a deep sleeper
It’s like awakening a bear in winter
To feel the reckoning of hunger splinter
He’s gonna stretch his claws and feel his power
And you are gonna know your final hour

[Chorus] (x2)
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na

[Verse 3]
Better get a head start, start running
While you were skimming from the top was sunny
But all the weather ’bout to turn real crummy
Cause everybody gonna want their money
Yeah, everybody gonna want their money
Better get a head start, start running
Better get a head start, start running
Cause it’s about to get so unfunny
All the poets in the alley coughing up blood
And their visions and their dreams are coming up red
They can neither wake up or go deeper
But it’s so dangerous to wake a deep sleeper

[Chorus] (x4)
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na

Radiohead – The Numbers letras

It holds us like a phantom
The touch is like a breeze
It shines its understanding
See the moon smiling

Open on all channels
Ready to receive
And we’re not at the mercy
Of your shimmerers or spells
Your shimmerers or spells
Mmmhm

We are of the earth
To her we do return
The future is inside us
It’s not somewhere else
It’s not somewhere else
It’s not somewhere else

One day at a time

We call upon the people
People have this power
The numbers don’t decide
Your system is a lie
The river running dry
The wings of a butterfly
And you may pour us away like soup
Like we’re pretty broken flowers
We’ll take back what is ours
Take back what is ours

One day at a time

Machine Gun Kelly & Mod Sun – Sublime letras

[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly & MOD SUN]

(MOD SUN)
Man, Kellz, come ‘on, get off the bus, bro, lets go!
(MGK)
Bruhh, I’m tryin’ get chill and get high motherfucker

(MOD SUN)
Get high on the way bro! (laughs) You driving!

(MGK)
Ill catch ya’ll in a second

[MGK] Mad good vibes in this building!
[MOD SUN] Yea, that’s what’s up!

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
(Aye!)
I go to sleep in the morning, and wake up when I wanna
I am my own employer, I be high off marijuana
Shit I might start my day off at the crack of 6:00 PM
And spend per diem on 24 hour breakfast, look
8 plates, and you can’t have a taste
Only bosses keep a bong inside they work place
I just wanna eat some mushies in the Mercedes
Trippin’ down Venice like a menace cause of earthquakes
I need a dentist because I chipped all of my teeth on the tour
Probably from all them nights of passing out on the floor
Took some acid in Minneapolis, that was with Mod
And got locked in the freezer I swear to God

[Verse 2: MOD SUN]
I go to sleep in the morning, and wake up when I wanna
My name is MOD SUN (What?), and I’m a fuckin’ stoner
What you doin’ with your life if you ain’t gettin’ high
(what you doin’)
I don’t buy from anybody, I am the supply (Bitch!)
Hair longer than ya girl, but I am the guy (Bitch!)
Smokin’ in the car, riding, bumpin’ “Do or Die” (Ah!)
I’m so fuckin’ high (WHAT?!)
Who the fuck am I? (Bitch you MOD SUN!)
Oh that’s fuckin’ right!
Man Kellz I told you, I said that’s fuckin’ right!

[MGK]
(laughs) Yea, aye MOD SUN, I got to come in too

[Hook: Machine Gun Kelly]
I be like, I be like
If you smokin’ put them J’s in the sky, (Hands up!)
Put those motherfuckin’ hands up high
(Nah, fuck that) I be like
If you smokin’ put them J’s in the sky, (Aye! Yeah, uh)
Everybody in this bitch get high, (Yeah I like that)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (Whoa, Whoa!)
Everybody in this bitch gettin’ high
(I be like, I be like)
Me and Mod be like
If you smokin’ put them J’s in the sky
Everybody in this bitch gettin’ high, (Aye Kellz [?])
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (You hear this or what?)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (What?!)
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (Aye, aye)
(Man, bring that shit man!)
(Uh, we be like) If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (You out there or what?)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (Ah!)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (Aye, Aye)
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (I be like, I be like)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (Aye, Aye)
Me and MOD everyday gettin’ high (Ahh!)
I be like, I be like x3
(laughs)

[Outro: Machine Gun Kelly & MOD SUN]
Grouch, you want something to drink?
Yup! Here!
(muffled) It’s like uhh, earthy …
Goin’, goin’ healthy sucks! (laughs)

Kaskade & Deadmau5 – Beneath With Me (feat. Skylar Grey) letras

[Verse 1]
Can’t escape
All the fire burning bright
Water still is rising
Throughout the long nights

[Chorus]
Come take my hand
And focus on the light down at the end
Say words to comfort me
We still have time for hope, that’s all we need
Beneath with me
Beneath with me
Beneath with me

[Verse 2]
Morning grace
Enemies have come together
Miles have gone silent
In the arms of strangers

[Chorus]
Come take my hand
And focus on the light down at the end
Say words to comfort me
We still have time for hope
That’s all we need
Beneath with me
Beneath with me
Beneath with me

K Camp – Lyric Ave letras

[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

[Verse 1]
First off I am not a rapper, second off we are not the same
Third thing, all you bitch niggas on the internet, you should be ashamed
Closet full of Alexander Wang
Louis loafers, you can say I changed
Louis jacket just to block the rain
Eatin’ lobster bisk with some champagne
RIP to Bankroll
Shit all day been chasin’ bankrolls
I ain’t even change, I’m in the same clothes
Young wild nigga these hoes can’t expose
Young wild nigga that came in on fleek
Gotta get that lil bitch out my sheets
Uber outside, I see you next week
Mover XL, you know a nigga cheap
Pull up to your function ridin’ in that foreign car
Shawty fuck me off that co-co, feel like Pablo Escobar
Ain’t no pressure I’ma still accept your ass for who you are
Now just hop in my jacuzzi lose the panties and that bra

[Interlude]
Oh-oh-oh

[Verse 2]
Bitch I’m that dude
King of pro tool
I am so rude
Feel like Goku
Lunch and no boo
Don’t do tofu
Say he know me but I don’t know old dude
Why you trippin’ man I swear she old news
Stop that bitch and girl you know you mine
Rollin’ stone, get my Rollie on
Rollin’ raw cone, drinkin’ red wine
But these niggas still know what’s happenin’
I’m not just rappin’
Expressin’ my emotions through some God damn captions
Ridin’ through the city and I’m God damn packin’
Cause I wish a nigga would nigga I’m God damn lappin’
On my way baby wish me well
Young nigga finally came out that shell
I’m the motherfuckin’ truth bitch, if you can’t tell

[Hook]
I got my change up
I got my name up
I wish a nigga tried to tell me that I change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I’m famous
Bought a brand new foreign so I had to switch my lane up
Change up
I got my change up, I got my change up, I got my change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I’m famous
Tell me why you hatin’ cause a nigga switched his lane up
Let’s get it

[Verse 3]
Bitch I’m on, they can’t help but hate
Round table with a full plate
I be in here, finest night chef
Shoutout (?)
Hand be so swift
Tokyo drift
Now I’m ridin’
Green on me add a thousand dollars
Young nigga got his money pilin’
When I seen a mil bitch I started robbin’

[Hook]
I got my change up
I got my name up
I wish a nigga tried to tell me that I change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I’m famous
Bought a brand new foreign so I had to switch my lane up
Change up
I got my change up, I got my change up, I got my change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I’m famous
Tell me why you hatin’ cause a nigga switched his lane up
Let’s get it

[Outro]
When are we gonna do Lyric Ave again
That was crazy last week
See you soon, call us, bye

Justice – Randy letras

Get up and shake it off
It’s time that you listen up and hear the call
Bail out the water better not you’re on fire
Backed against the wall

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t stop, try to make your mark
And make your mind up
Don’t stop, work it out and try to make it
[Chorus]
Randy, get yourself together
Got to get it up to make it better
Randy, you don’t have to suffer
Step outside and find yourself a lover

When you know you’ve arrived
And it’s time, don’t shoot low
Aim at high
When you know you’ve arrived
And it’s time, take it slow
Shoot it high

Hold on to what you’ve got
And strike while the iron’s hot, put up a fight
Those days are good and gone
Keep up, keep on going strong all through the night

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t stop, try to make your mark
And make your mind up
Don’t stop, work it out and try to make it

[Chorus]
Randy, get yourself together
Got to get it up to make it better
Randy, you don’t have to suffer
Step outside and find yourself a lover

When you know you’ve arrived
And it’s time, don’t shoot low
Aim at high
When you know you’ve arrived
And it’s time, take it slow
Shoot it high

[Instrumental]

Feels like the latest version
Now that the wind is turning soft and cool
Next stop a new dimension
Find something fresh and someone just for you

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t stop, try to make your mark
And make your mind up
Don’t stop, work it out and try to make it

[Chorus]
Randy, get yourself together
Got to get it up to make it better
Randy, you don’t have to suffer
Step outside and find yourself a lover

When you know you’ve arrived
And it’s time, don’t shoot low
Aim at high
When you know you’ve arrived
And it’s time, take it slow
Shoot it high

Juanes – Fuego letras

(Hola, me matas cuando caminas…)
Con tu mirada me devoras
Tu sabes que me fascinas de esquina
A esquina de abajo a arriba
Con tu sabor a latina
Se siente que no pasan las horas
Me sacas de la rutina
Mi vida es mejor ahora

Quédate hasta el amanecer
Yo que he esperado tanto
Apágame

Este fuego fuego
Hasta las sabanas las prendemos
Mira lo bien que nos entendemos
Cuando lo hacemos

Quiero quiero
Que de la cama pasemos al cielo
Y no te vayas porque me muero
Mira lo bien que nos entendemos
Cuando lo hacemos
Nena me inspiras cuando caminas
Me pierdo en tus caderas
Eres la cosa más linda
De esquina a esquina de abajo a
Arriba

Quédate hasta el amanecer
Yo que he esperado tanto
Apágame

Este fuego fuego
Hasta las sabanas las prendemos
Mira lo bien que nos entendemos
(Cuando lo hacemos)

Young Jeezy – All There (feat. Bankroll Fresh) letras

[Intro]
Tre, Tre

[Verse 1: Bankroll Fresh]
Dope boy 95 air max on
Came from up the road boy you know we tax homes
You want a whole thing hit me on the black phone
Hood nigga Hot Cheetos what I snack on
Hood nigga it ain’t nothin to get you wack homie
Trap nigga, nigga serving back to back jawns
Rap nigga wanna be a trap nigga clone
Standing in the kitchen with my wife beater on
[Hook : Bankroll Fresh & Jeezy]
Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it’s all there
I just ran through the bag it’s all there
Pull Up if you wanna buy a half it’s all there
28, 36, a 1000, all there
Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it’s all there
I just ran through the check it’s all there
Pull Up if you wanna buy a half it’s all there
9 hundred in my pocket, big faces all there

[Verse 2: Jeezy & Bankroll Fresh]
Smoke up a blunt they ain’t seeing this shit
[?] I’ll whip a b in this bitch
Automatic I don’t need a key up in this bitch
Cartier don’t you see the ‘C’ up in this shit
In that yellow Bentley, bumblebee up in this bitch
When I wrote my first song, breaking down my first brick
That was ’05, I was in that ’06
In the GMC van, I’m selling fire doing tricks

[Hook : Bankroll Fresh & Jeezy]
Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it’s all there
I just ran through the bag it’s all there
Pull Up if you wanna buy a half it’s all there
28, 36, a 1000, all there
Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it’s all there
I just ran through the check it’s all there
Pull Up if you wanna buy a half it’s all there
9 hundred in my pocket, big faces all there

[Verse 3: Jeezy & Bankroll Fresh]
Pull Up look nigga mention y’all there
I just left Walters nigga I ball all player
Pull up to the spot, you might just see your dog there
Pull up on the unannounced you probably see your broad there
Dope jumping out the pot, like a frog yeah
Pyrex smoking looking like it’s fog yeah
You having plenty money she’ll suck you off yeah
You having blocks, nigga I’m having plenty guap yeah

[Hook : Bankroll Fresh & Jeezy]
Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it’s all there
I just ran through the bag it’s all there
Pull Up if you wanna buy a half it’s all there
28, 36, a 1000, all there
Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it’s all there
I just ran through the check it’s all there
Pull Up if you wanna buy a half it’s all there
9 hundred in my pocket, big faces all there

Becky G – Mangú letras

[Chorus]
Me dijo echa pa’ acá me gustas tú
Aquí se va a bailar con poca luz
Me dijo echa pa’ acá me gustas tú
Aquí se va a bailar con poca luz

[Post-Chorus]
Él quiere una Americana loca, loca, loca, loca
De esas que le gustan las fiestas, fiesta, fiesta, fiesta
Pero yo no soy una de esas, de esa’, de esa’, de esa’
Lo dejo con la camisa hecha, hecha, hecha, hecha
[Verso 1]
Hey, anoche estaba en un lugar de esos que voy para bailar
Y el tipo se pegaba y yo lo despegaba
Yo no soy así, yo no soy así (ven), yo no soy así, yo no soy así (Mmm..)
Yo no soy así, yo no soy así, pero él insistía

[Chorus]
Me dijo echa pa’ acá me gustas tú
Aquí se va a bailar con poca luz
Me dijo echa pa’ acá me gustas tú
Aquí se va a bailar con poca luz

[Post-Chorus]
Él quiere una Americana loca, loca, loca, loca
De esas que le gustan las fiestas, fiesta, fiesta, fiesta
Pero yo no soy una de esas, de esa’, de esa’, de esa’
Lo dejo con la camisa hecha, hecha, hecha, hecha

[Bridge]
Me gustas tú, tú, no me gustas tú
Me dijo hecha pa’ acá me gustas tú
Aquí se va a bailar con poca luz
Él quiere una latina bien loca
(Que ritmo, que ritmo, que ritmo, que momento
Que ritmo, que ritmo, que ritmo, que momento
Que ritmo, que ritmo, que ritmo, que momento)
Quiere una latina bien loca, loca, loca, loca
De esas que bailando se sueltan, suelta, suelta, suelta
Pero yo no soy una de esas, de esa’, de esa’, de esa’
Lo dejo con el plato en la mesa, mesa, mesa, mesa

[Verse 2]
Hey, anoche estaba en un lugar de esos que voy para bailar
Y el tipo se pegaba y yo lo despegaba
Yo no soy así, yo no soy así (ven), yo no soy así, yo no soy así (Mmm…)
Yo no soy así, yo no soy así, pero el insistía

[Chorus]
Me dijo hecha pa’ acá me gustas tú
Aquí se va a bailar con poca luz
Me dijo hecha pa’ acá me gustas tú
Aquí se va a bailar con poca luz

[Outro]
Él quiere una Americana loca
(Que ritmo, que ritmo, que ritmo, que momento
Que ritmo, que ritmo, que ritmo, que momento
Que ritmo, que ritmo, que ritmo, que momento
Que ritmo, que ritmo, que ritmo, que momento)

Anouk – Burn letras

[Verse 1]
Burn motherfucker, burn motherfucker, burn in hell
The rage was in my soul and I can tell
I want you to burn motherfucker, burn motherfucker, burn in hell
Cause bringing me down and popping my car was shit

[Pre-Chorus]
You are taking up too much space
[Chorus 1]
Cold and heartless
Like I won’t behave
I was worth your guidance
Being used to a slave
But I can’t live in a lie
Do you really wanna this?
Oh, and fake it till we die
Fake it till we die, oh

[Verse 2]
Burn motherfucker, burn motherfucker, straight to hell
Pretend to be my lover, lover, but it don’t sleep well, yeah
Burn motherfucker, burn motherfucker, burn in hell
I’m amazed how many keep fooling themselves

[Pre-Chorus]
You are taking up too much space

[Chorus 1]
Cold and heartless
Like I won’t behave
Was your guidance
Being used to a slave
We could leave behind a lie
Do you really wanna this?
Oh, and fake it till we die

[Bridge]
I can’t anymore
You really never had my back
The one [?]
And then he all turned to black
Now I know I should’ve never
Trust an innoscent space
Cause it will never give me
Satisfaction that I crave

[Chorus 2]
Do you really
Do you really wanna do this?
Do you really
Do you really wanna do this, do this?
Do you really
Do you really wanna do this?
(Fake it till we die)
Do you really
Do you really wanna do this, do this?
(Burn in hell)
Do this, do this
Do you really wanna my love, oh
Do you really wanna do this?
Do you really wanna do this?
Do you really wanna do this, do this?
Do you really wanna do this?

[Outro]
I said no, no
No, it will never, never, never give me
I said no, no way
It will never give the satisfaction that I crave
So let’s fake it till we die
Fake it till we die

Amber Coffman – All To Myself letras

[Verse 1]
I can’t just sit around feeling upset
Dwelling on my loneliness
Maybe if I step out
Go get some sun
Maybe today I’ll get something done
Kick off the covers
But I don’t move
Even though I know what to do

[Chorus]
I gotta sing it out, sing it all to myself
There’s no one to run to
There’s a voice inside of me
And it’s time to listen
[Verse 2]
I wanna be swallowed up
An ocean of love
That’s all I keep thinking of
But I can’t make the water move
Water moves on its own
Gotta be okay for a while alone
Look out the window, feeling nothing
Wish I knew how to come up for air
But when I can’t see the light
And I wanna hide
When I feel like I’m losing my mind

[Chorus]
I gotta sing it out, sing it all to myself
There’s no one to run to
There’s a voice inside of me
And it’s time to listen

[Bridge]
I’m so tired and I know why I spent too long
Trying to change all these thing I can’t control
And now I finally let it go
Watch the sky open up and turn the fall into a dive
See that I’m gonna be just fine

Al I want is to feel strong
Well I know who I can count on

[Chorus]
I gotta sing it out, sing it all to myself
There’s no one to run to
There’s a voice inside of me
And it’s time to listen

[Chorus]
You gotta sing it out, sing it all to yourself
There’s no one to run to
There’s a voice inside of you
And it’s time to listen

Young Dolph – What Yo Life Like (feat. 2 Chainz) letras

[Intro]
(Zaytoven)
Oh you say you can’t do hoops?
Oh you say from where? Oh
Used to do what? Okay
Used to have what?

[Hook: Young Dolph]
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I fucked up a couple sacks until I got it right
When your money them bitches beg to spend a night
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I turned into a superstar over night

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
What your life like?
Every day I’m catchin’ flights
Every day I pray to God tryna get my life right
The way my bracelet and my watch hittin’ I think they wanna fight
I put that bitch on top and let her ride me like a bike
Bitch said that she fucked me? She just lyin’ for promotion
I just smoked a blunt, a lemon tree on the ocean
She listenin’ to my music, I’m caught up in her emotions
I just spent 50,000 on an iced out emoji
I don’t socialize because I’m not really that social
I’m from where you stack them M’s up and try not to get noticed
My OGs keep on tellin’ me, young nigga just stay focused
Remember I used to pull up with 60 pounds in the Focus

[Hook: Young Dolph]
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I fucked up a couple sacks until I got it right
When your money them bitches beg to spend a night
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I turned into a superstar over night

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
7th grade I sold my first nickel sack of reefer
Vogues on the Chevy got it tall as Wiz Khalifa
Back had the work, Chi had a little cheaper
South side with an F, my joggin’ suit was FILA
I’m a D-boy, I had the silk shirt and all
Very therapeutic when I step in the mall
Got my Cali plug, one night I went to pin ups
Started doin’ kush-ups when your ass was doin’ chin-ups
Had the Tec-9, Steph had the Mac-11
Used to charge a nigga 150 for a seven
All the way up, it’s 96 for a pound
Made it rain so long I almost made a bitch drown

[Hook: Young Dolph]
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I fucked up a couple sacks until I got it right
When your money them bitches beg to spend a night
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I turned into a superstar over night

Phantogram – Funeral Pyre (Three Album) letras

Light in the sky
Day into night
On the sea
Paralyzed
All I see
Is your eyes

My funeral pyre
My ship of fire
As it sinks, I rise
All I see
Is your eyes

Your eyes
Your eyes

Light in the sky
In the sky

Phantogram – Same Old Blues (Three Album) letras

[Intro]
O yes, my Lord
He will surely bring you peace
O yes, my Lord
He will surely bring you peace

[Verse 1]
And this is nothing new
It’s just the same old blues
And like a devil on my shoulder
And nothing left to lose
You can never break my heart
Everything will fall apart
And you can never save my soul
I think it’s time to let me go

[Chorus]
I keep on having this dream
Where I’m stuck in a hole and I can’t get out
There’s always something that’s pulling me down, down, down

[Hook]
And this is nothing new
It’s just the same old blues
And this is nothing new
It’s just the same old blues

[Verse 2]
Today I lost my future to the past
I got nobody left, I’m going nowhere fast
Never getting far away enough
Like a shadow on the sidewalk I can’t shake it off
You can never change my mind
I think I’m running out of time
You can never save my soul
I think it’s time to let me go

[Chorus]
I keep on having this dream
Where I’m stuck in a hole and I can’t get out
There’s always something that’s pulling me down, down, down
My heart is down on its knees so I try, oh, I try
But it’s too late now
There’s always something that’s pulling me down, down, down

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Chorus]
I keep on having this dream
Where I’m stuck in a hole and I can’t get out
There’s always something that’s pulling me down, down, down
My heart is down on its knees
And no one is hearing me screaming
There’s always something that’s pulling me down, down, down

[Hook]
And this is nothing new
It’s just the same old blues
And this is nothing new
It’s just the same old blues

Phantogram – You Don’t Get Me High Anymore (Three Album) letras

I don’t like staying at home
When the moon is bleeding red
Woke up stoned in the backseat
From a dream where my teeth fell out of my head
Cut it up, cut it up, yeah
Everybody’s on something here
My godsend chemical best friend
Skeleton whispering in my ear
Walk with me to the end
Stare with me into the abyss
Do you feel like letting go?
I wonder how far down it is
Nothing is fun
Not like before
You don’t get me high anymore
Used to take one
Now it’s takes four
You don’t get me high anymore
Runnin’ through emergency rooms
Spinning wheels and ceiling fans
My hand shake cellophane landscape
Mannequin (fakin’ it) the best I can.
It’s Cadillac, Cadillac red
No hands on the steering wheel
I’m crashing this save-a-ho
Puppet show
UFO
Obliterate the way I feel
Walk with me to the end
Stare with me into the abyss
Do you feel like letting go?
I wonder how far down it is
Nothing is fun
Not like before
You don’t get me high anymore
Used to take one
Now it’s takes four
You don’t get me high anymore
You don’t get me high anymore
You don’t get me high anymore
Walk with me to the end
Stare with me into the abyss
Do you feel like letting go?
I wonder how far down it is
Nothing is fun
Not like before
You don’t get me high anymore
Used to take one
Now it’s takes four
You don’t get me high anymore
You don’t get me high anymore
(high anymore)
(you don’t get me, you don’t get me high anymore)
You don’t get me high anymore

Phantogram – Cruel World (Three Album) letras

[Verse 1]
I’m putting you out of your misery
Cause darling you’re dragging me down
I wish I could say that I’m sorry
But I’m over that, now I’m taking you out
It’s a cruel, cruel world

[Verse 2]
I used to see beauty in people
But now I see muscle and bones
You know I never wanted to hurt you
But I’m sorry, my friend, this is the end
So I’m saying my goodbyes

[Chorus]
It only ever got me hurt
And I finally learned
It’s a cruel, cruel world

[Bridge]
Erase you from my mind
I’m sorry, but I’m cutting all the ties
So I’m saying my goodbyes
Good bye to my good side

[Chorus]
It only ever got me hurt
And I finally learned
It’s a cruel, cruel world

Phantogram – Barking Dog (Three Album) letras

Head on the bathroom floor
Talking in my demon voice
Millions of years go by
Memories of peace and love
Killing to reconstruct
And what will the label do?

Hurt people hurt people too
I’m sorry for what I’ve done
Head on the bathroom floor
Talking in your demon voice
Millions of years go by
Memories of peace and love
Talking to the barking dog
Never mind the barking dog
Never mind the barking dog

Millions of years go by
Head on the bathroom floor
Talking in your demon voice
Millions of years go by
Memories of peace and love

I’m sorry for what I’ve done
And hurt people hurt people too
Hurt people hurt people too

Never mind the walking dog
Never mind the walking dog
Never mind the walking dog

Phantogram – You’re Mine (Three Album) letras

[Verse 1]
You don’t talk to no one, don’t you look at nothin’
Focus on me, look into my eyes
Come a little closer, let me tell you somethin’
Eat your ego, honey, swallow your pride
You don’t talk to no one, don’t you look at nothin’
Focus on me, look into my eyes
Come a little closer, let me tell you somethin’
You ain’t goin’ anywhere, ’cause you’re mine

[Chorus]
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
[Verse 2]
I used to be a rifle, yeah I had my distance
Whistling like a bullet in the sky
I used to be a psycho, yeah I had my demons
Crawling like a spider up my spine
I spotted you the second I walked in the building
I knew that you would let me get you high
I wanna hear the things you say when no one’s listening
But that don’t matter anyway, ’cause you’re mine

[Chorus]
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine

[Bridge]
No one’s gonna love you
No one’s gonna touch you
No one’s gonna look at you the way I do
No one’s gonna save you
Build you up and break you
I’m the one you pray to every night ’cause you’re mine

[Chorus]
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine

[Outro]
You don’t talk to no one, don’t you look at nothin’

Phantogram – Answer (Three Album) letras

And you can’t hold me down
Because I need an answer
Because I need an answer, love
And you say way too much
But still I need an answer, love
But still I need an answer, love

Kindly be kind, wipe all the dirt from my eyes
I need an answer
I need an answer
Been up until dawn and all of my heroes are gone, babe
But I know they’re out there
They say be with the one that you love
Be with the one that you love
I need an answer
I need an answer

They say be with the one that you love
Be with the one that you love
I can’t make you stop, can’t make you stop
Can’t make you stop when you’re already gone

And you can’t hold me down
Because I need an answer
Because I need an answer, love

And you say way too much
But I still need an answer, love
But I still need an answer, love

Kindly be kind, wipe all the dirt from my eyes
I need an answer
I need an answer

Phantogram – Run Run Blood (Three Album) letras

[Verse 1]
Hey wolf, there’s lions in here
There’s lions in here, there’s lions in here
Hey wolf, just see there’s no fear
Just see it’s no fair, there are lions in here
Hey wolf, there’s lions in here
There’s lions in here, there’s lions in here
Hey wolf, just see there’s no fear
Just see it’s no fair, there are lions in here

[Verse 2]
Extra, extra, read all about it
You think you slow me down? I highly doubt it
I own the paperboys, and you’re the buyer
Your world is my world now to live and die in

[Pre-Chorus]
Does anybody need to eat?
Does anybody need to breathe?
Got you blindfolded on your knees
Run, run, run
Run, run, blood

[Chorus]
Follow me into a swarm of bees
Swallow everything you don’t believe
Drink away all of your memories
Say goodbye to your family
It’s bigger than life
It’s bigger than love
It’s bigger than us
Bigger than all
It’s bigger than life
It’s bigger than love
It’s bigger than us
Bigger than all

[Verse 3]
Hey wolf, there’s lions in here
There’s lions in here, there’s lions in here
Hey wolf, just see there’s no fear
Just see it’s no fair, there are lions in here

[Verse 4]
Quicksand, quicksand
What’s so surprising?
Make your decision, man
Sinking or rising?
Sew up your eyelids
Now you’re divided
Money for loyalty, that’s how I like it

[Pre-Chorus]
Does anybody need to eat?
Does anybody need to breathe?
Got you blindfolded on your knees
Run, run, run
Run, run, blood

[Chorus]
Follow me into a swarm of bees
Swallow everything you don’t believe
Drink away all of your memories
Say goodbye to your family
It’s bigger than life
It’s bigger than love
It’s bigger than us
Bigger than all
It’s bigger than life
It’s bigger than love
It’s bigger than us
Bigger than all

Follow me into a swarm of bees
Swallow everything you don’t believe
Drink away all of your memories
Say goodbye to your family
It’s bigger than life
It’s bigger than love
It’s bigger than us
Bigger than all
It’s bigger than life
It’s bigger than love
It’s bigger than us
Bigger than all

[Outro]
Hey wolf, there’s lions in here
There’s lions in here, there are lions in here
Hey wolf, just see there’s no fear
Just see it’s no fair, there are lions in here
Hey wolf, there’s lions in here
There’s lions in here, there are lions in here
Hey wolf, just see there’s no fear
Just see it’s no fair, there are lions in here

Phantogram – Destroyer (Three Album) letras

[Verse 1]
Empty, heavy eyes
Drift away to my heaven
Whatever waits inside
I’m just a ghost you think you know
Was there something that you wanted to say?
Goodbye

[Chorus]
My time has come
My head is falling off
I can kill you all
And finally be alone
[Verse 2]
Keep you here a while
And if I’m never forgiven
You can’t say I didn’t try
I tried, I tried to save so many lives
I guess my heart got carried away
I guess the dark turned off the light
Was there something that you wanted to say?
Goodbye

[Chorus]
My time has come
My head is falling off
I can kill you all
And finally be alone

[Outro]
I am alone
Destroyer
Destroyer

Phantogram – Calling All (Three Album) letras

[Intro]
You got 20s, 5s, 10s
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it, oh

[Verse 2]
Calling all the call girls
Lookin’ fresh and pretty
We gon’ wear the night out
‘Til our hands and nose bleed
Let me know what’ll break you
Let me know what to pay you
Come along little angel
You gotta do what you gotta do
[Refrain]
We all got a little bit of ho in us
We all got a little bit of ho in us
We all got a little bit of ho in us
Take it, take it, take it like you love it now
We all got a little bit of ho in us
We all got a little bit of ho in us
We all got a little bit of ho in us
Take it, take it, take it like you love it now

[Chorus]
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Keep, keep goin’ now, keep, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Keep, keep goin’ now, keep, keep goin’ now

[Refrain]
We all got a little bit of ho in us
We all got a little bit of ho in us
We all got a little bit of ho in us
Take it, take it, take it like you love it now

[Verse 2]
Calling all the lost boys
With your bellies aching
Meet me down by the boat docks
I know what you’re craving
I can satiate it
You can almost taste it
Love is overrated
Love is overrated

[Chorus]
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Keep, keep goin’ now, keep, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Keep, keep goin’ now, keep, keep goin’ now

[Bridge]
Whatever we do to get by
It’s alright, it’s alright
Whatever we do to get by
It’s alright, it’s alright

[Chorus]
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Keep, keep goin’ now, keep, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Keep, keep goin’ now, keep, keep goin’ now

[Outro]
Whatever you do to get by
Alright, alright

Game – Savage Lifestyle (1992 Album) letras

[Intro]
Can you pan over a little bit? Look at this right here, this is a suburban type jeep with a sharp shooter peering outside of the sunroof with an automatic rifle. It appears to be a scene you might see in Operation Desert Storm and we’ve been seeing this all night

[Verse 1]
It’s a trap, it’s a trap
Why they ain’t tell us red and blue don’t matter when you black
Matter of fact we in blindfolds
Bunch of lost souls
Kids shot dead in the streets now they eyes closed
How you call the angels when it’s kings getting beat up
And Gil Garcetti in his office with his feet up
No way to dodge police brutality
Selling crack cocaine, making a teacher’s salary
Mexicans hopping the borders in the thousands
Become cholos, one button pendleton and they styling
Crips on the corner in Dodger blue with they gold chains
Bloods sporting corn rows and Chucks with the red strings
Sun going down so them Chevys about to roll out
Fiends scratching themselves, stumbling out the dope house
Niggas tying bandanas, bout to put the drum on
Make it home ‘fore street lights come on

[Bridge]
The way we living savage
The way we living savage
The way we living savage
The way we living savage

[Verse 2]
So grab that gun, load that clip
Grab that torch, light that shit
Grab that stick, grab that brick
Throw it
It’s time to riot if you don’t see black owned in the window
It’s on fire
Start here, end up over there
The smell of gun powder in the air
And just so we clear
This is pain and despair
We burn our own shit and we aware
And don’t care
Tell the national guards to disappear
We got guns too and we ain’t scared
So fuck the man, fuck the President Bush and his legislation
Shit gotta change and we ain’t waiting, fuck patience
The government corrupt, I can prove it
Martin, Malcolm, Huey P. Newton
And that’s why the whole city out here looting
How can we stand here and not do shit?
All this smoke over the hood looking like low clouds
Cars with no miles on fire, they broke down
White people wishing that they was at home
Asians fronting like they business is black owned
Far from stupid, we coming in the stores tripping
Running in swap meets for they Jordans and they Pippins
Crowbars, bats, anything that break glass
They fucked Rodney King up and now it’s they ass
So it’s bottle rockets through the window
Kids that would never smoke indo
Fiends kicking in doors, steeling Nintendos
Niggas robbing liquor stores with taped up duck hunt guns
City burning but it’s fucked up fun
National guards on the corner
They don’t know the hood, they foreigners
We was busting at the cops before Chris Dorner
Ghetto birds flying over the hood, they see us
Showing the fuck out, cleaning the trucks out
Niggas mobbing down the streets pushing big screens and baskets
Staring straight into the cameras
No ski mask, just pandemonium
Niggas looting what they homies in
Running around with Scarface guns like they was Tony and them
Who, what, where, when, how the fuck they gonna stop us?
When the last 50 years we accustomed to window shopping
So we taking lighters to the tip of magazines
Dip ’em in gasoline

[Hook]
And set this motherfucker on (fire)
The whole world watching, Los Angeles is on (fire)
Yeah, yeah, (fire)
1992, was you here for the (fire)
Uh-huh

[Verse 3]
Standing on the corner with a brick in my hand
When my mother told me sit in the van, nah fuck that
Footlocker chained up, wire cutters cut that
Niggas crip walking where Reginald Denny’s truck at
Police cars, driving by niggas in slow mo
If you white don’t stop at the light, cause that’s a no-no
Running through the malls, give us everything polo
The first time niggas ain’t have beef with the cholos
’92 fire lit the skyline
And why loot? To capture that forbidden troop
Cause Adam never ate the fruit
Fuck your blue suits, your badge, and them high beams
We out here selling chronic, we ain’t have no Jimmy Iovines
Shit burning, you gon’ need more than Visine
We making a movie better than anyone that I’ve seen
Should be on ShowTime, HBO, Cinemax

[Hook]
Get a match, we gon’ make sure that y’all remember that (fire)
The whole world watching, Los Angeles is on (fire)
Yeah, yeah, (fire)
1992, was you here for the (fire)
Uh-huh

[Outro]
Make me wanna holla
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holla
The way they do my life
This ain’t living, this ain’t living
No-no baby, this ain’t living
No, no, no, no
Inflation, no chance
To increase

Game – True Colors / It’s On (1992 Album) letras

Part 1 – True Colors

[Intro]
This ain’t nothin’ nigga. All this gang bangin’ shit? It ain’t nothin’ homie, it ain’t nothin’. I’d give it up, I’m in this shit for a purpose man. I got a reason dude to get up out of this shit nigga. All that shit ain’t nothin’ homie. Ask yourself what color is the flag? (Red, white, and blue). Yup, red, white, and blue. Now what two colors did we pick? I’m talkin’ bout we as black people, what two colors? Think about it, we picked red and blue, what’s left? White. Damn right nigga we killin’ each other homie
[Sample: Ice T]
I am a nightmare walking, psychopath talking
King of my jungle just a gangster stalking
Living life like a firecracker quick is my fuse
Then dead as a deathpack the colors I choose
Red or blue, cuz or blood, it just don’t matter

[Verse 1]
My daddy was from Nutty Blocc
My uncle was from Nutty Blocc
My mama was from Hoover, how she end up here cuttin’ rock?
Four year old on her lap, that was my older sister
Photos of Tookie and my father, now you get the picture
Cutlass outside on D’s, you think it wasn’t
15 inches, had Computer Love, subbin’
My parents bout to see Rocky at the Compton Drive In
Halfway through the movie her stomach start throbbin’
My pops start panicin’, moms in the passenger seat
Scared of contractions so she’s stiff as a mannequin
Pops put the car in reverse and then skrt’d out
“Drive motherfucker” them the words my mom skrt’d out
80 down Wilmington, pull up at Killer King
Rush my mama to her room and let the doctor do his thing
Was a whole lotta blood, yeah I was born in it
Gang banging my family got torn in it, all over

[Hook]
Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My colors, colors, colors, colors, colors

[Verse 2]
Jordan got drafted to the Bulls, ’85 here
My Uncle Greg sniffin’ cocaine off my high chair
Mama in the kitchen cookin’, pops on the couch baggin’
Cousin’s loadin’ Louie Vuitton duffles in the Station Wagon
Fiends walkin’ in and out my house in old Nikes
Pops used to tell me: “Son, don’t you ever be like me
The Bloods want to kill me, the cops’ll never catch me
And when you gang bangin’ life’s shorter than Joe Pesci”
Then one night my pops came home off heroin
Shit changed, I’m glad my mama didn’t marry him
Molested my sister that night cause she was scared
I was too young to help her and my brothers wasn’t there
It was late night, 2AM, my mother at work
My sister came back up the stairs and it was blood on her shirt
Blood on her face, blood on her hands, blood on her legs
Turned on the light and everything was red
I’m surrounded by

[Hook]
Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My colors, colors, colors, colors, colors

[Verse 3]
Seven years passed, now a lil nigga seeing things
Playin’ with the birds like Magic, we was the dream team
Posted up on the block, I had that Hakeem lean
Watchin’ ’64s hop my nigga, no green screen
Walkin’ from the Tanas to the Cedars with my eyes closed
Red bandanna in my pocket, how you hide those?
Larry Nickles crack spot, my brother got me servin’
Couldn’t cook, burnin’ holes in my Dennis Rodman jersey
Then a nigga turned Pippen on these niggas
40 sippin’ on these niggas
If you Crippin’, we was trippin’ on you nigga
But the Crips would never lay down
They thought that it was they town
We thought it was ours so we would empty out the trey pounds
Ditched school especially since it was an all Crip school
I’m lucky I’m alive, but would you be if bullets hit you?
26 dead homies and 2 dead brothers
Compton is a cold motherfucker
Niggas dyin’ over

[Hook]
Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My colors, colors, colors, colors, colors

Part 2 – It’s On

[Hook]
If someone took the flag out my pocket
Wrap it around my knuckles, make a fist and lock it
If someone took the flag out my pocket
Wrap it around my knuckles, make a fist and lock it
If someone took the flag out my pocket
Wrap it around my knuckles, make a fist and lock it
If someone took the flag out my pocket
Wrap it around my knuckles, make a fist and lock it

[Verse: Osbe Chill]
These rappers gimmicks, fuck an image
Straight out of Baldwin Village
If it’s any real activity I’m in it in the midst of the fiction
Still had a vision, look I never gave up
Game put me on this song and I fucked around and came up
I’m Jungles, most my niggas gone so I’ma do it for them
Antman, Nightmare, B.S.I.P., Tiny M
It’s struggle first, blessin’ last
Like I’ve been hittin’ licks all my life and I passed
Kept it active for my son he know his daddy ain’t a bitch
Been bangin’ all my life now I’m just tryna get rich
This shit is drastic, my flow bashin’
On rappers I’m flowin’ after
The cabbage is all that matters
I’m laughin’, these niggas cowards
It’s Osbe, gang bangin’ is my hobby
Except my model cars it’s a fuckin’ dead body
I’m from The Jungles, all the homies call me Barzan
Loadin’ up the clips and hoppin’ out them stolen cars and

[Hook]
If someone took the flag out my pocket

Game – Bompton (1992 Album) letras

[Intro]
(?)

[Verse 1]
Six in the morning, police at my door
Woulda seen them niggas coming but the cameras is broke
My nigga Ant in the kitchen cooking up for a week
And my lil homie Pooh on my mama couch sleep
We cooking base, we cooking base
We cooking base, we cooking base
50 grams on the table, a key in the couch tucked
And it’s time to break it down cause everything getting flushed
Looking out the window tryna find a way out
Seen the SWAT team creeping on the side of the house
They threw a canister through the window, it shattered the glass
So I went into the closet and pulled out my gas mask
[Hook]
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
And I die before I go back to jail, tell them niggas this is
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton, Bompton
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton, Bompton
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky

[Verse 2]
Nigga fuck the cops
They’re supposed to have my house surrounded but it’s not
So I’m hopping over the back gate with my Glock
Crossing Wilmington with 1500 in my sock
Look across the street, they running in and out my spot
Ant on the curb in cuffs
And Pooh don’t know what’s going on cause he just woke up
Till my Cincinnati fitted walked in and out the store
Ain’t find no drugs or guns so they let my niggas go
We supreme, we mix that Sprite with that Promethazine
Hop in that Cutlass, hit the switch and flee the scene
Euro coming up the block looking like a monster
Chucking up P’s when we riding through

[Hook]
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton, Bompton
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton, Bompton

[Verse 3]
Riding down Alameda, everything was straight
Until we stopped at a light, and ran into the grapes
My heart beating like a 15 inch with bass
Cause I reached for my strap and it wasn’t on my waist
I’m a fool
What kind of nigga go to work without his tools?
And you often watch wearing red like it’s bool
It’s usually on sight with the crips
My guns stuck between the seats and them niggas ain’t trip
Bust a left on Imperial, sliding on gold rims
Empty the guts out the swisher then hop on the 110
Look around, I don’t see one black and white
So we rolled the windows up and hotboxed at the light, yeah

[Hook]
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
Watch Kobe score 60 on the Jazz, now we heading back to
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton, Bompton
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton, Bompton
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky

[Outro]
Don’t push me cause I’m close to the edge
I’m trying not to lose my head, ha-ha-ha-ha

Game – F*ck Orange Juice (1992 Album) letras

[Hook]
You see these white people vote for Trump but they don’t give a fuck about OJ
I watch the nigga whole TV show and still don’t give a fuck about OJ
And don’t go out like OJ
Beat a murder, went to jail for some football cards, I can’t go out like OJ

[Verse]
White Bronco through the city like El Chapo
I get my dick sucked as I pulled up in Del Taco
It’s the coach, you the presence of the ghost
Nigga say he can outrap me? I DOC his throat, fuck him
Guns, I tuck ’em, bitches I bust ’em
My niggas kidnap kids like Ciara and Russell, uh
That ain’t no future for me, now come and touch mine
Your whole family tree’ll get flatlined
Face off, twin Desert Eagles crack spines
I ain’t joking so keep playing on the batline
This ain’t Gotham, this is Compton nigga
We mix Red Bulls with vodka nigga
We blow chronic and sleep with monsters nigga
Try to be conscious, get left unconscious nigga
And we got rocket launchers nigga
Ain’t never been to Iraq, the government sponsor niggas

[Hook]
You see these white people vote for Trump but they don’t give a fuck about OJ
I watch the nigga whole TV show and still don’t give a fuck about OJ
And don’t go out like OJ
Beat a murder, went to jail for some football cards, I can’t go out like OJ