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Nickelback – Dirty Laundry

Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em all around

I make my living off the evening news
Just give me something, something I can use
People love it when you lose
They love dirty laundry
Well, I could’ve been an actor, but I wound up here
I just have to look good; I don’t have to be clear
Come and whisper in my ear
Give us dirty laundry

Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em all around

We got the bubble-headed bleached-blonde
Comes on at five
She can tell you ’bout the plane crash
With a gleam in her eye
It’s interesting when people die
Give us dirty laundry
Can we film the operation?
Is the head dead yet?
And all the boys in the newsroom
Got a running bet
Get the widow on the set
We need dirty laundry

Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em all around

Dirty little secrets
Dirty little lies
We got our dirty little fingers in everybody’s pies
We love to cut you down to size
We love dirty laundry
We can do the innuendo
We can dance and sing
When it’s said and done, we haven’t told you a thing
We all know that crap is king
Give us dirty laundry

Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up
Kick ’em all around

A Tribe Called Quest – The Donald lyrics

Phife Dawg, whatagwan with the crew?
Nuff ting, that’s why me had to come through
Phife Dawg, you spit wicked every verse
The north said respect the Trini man first
Phife Dawg, I know you had the man shook up
Good shit ’cause you a mastermind that cook up
Phife Dawg, whatagwan with the crew?
Nuff ting, that’s why me had to come through
Phife Dawg, you spit wicked every verse
Them north said respect Trini man first
Phife Dawg, I know you honor wha nem choose
Give me that [?]
Phife Dawg, I know you don’t wanna choose
Give me a zugu zugu and do exactly what you do
Tribe Called Quest, you see them back with one another
Ayo, Busta Bust, them not want no problem, brother

Phife Dawg legend, you can call me Don Juice
I’m the shit right now, what, you need to see proof?
Recently on the internet they chatting
Taking polls, debating who could win in battle rapping
Let’s make it happen, these cyber thugs already par
No subliminals with me, you know who the fuck you are
Who wanna spar? ha ha, well, here I are
Unorthodox spitter orbing on the southpaw
No doubt, I’mma set it, dudes best be ready
Off top on the spot, no reading from your Blackberry
Leave the iPhones home, skill sets must be shown
I’mma show you the real meaning of the danger zone
I got its own, eights fit to all clones
Untouchable in my zone, watch the tone, leave em alone
Fuck your ass-cheek flows with bars sweeter than scones
Put down microphone

Yes, yes, he the wrong ones to fuck with
No matter what the day he could catch you on his plane
Or the one you on today
Visit niggas in their dreams, make them scream of bloody murder
He’s a Trini gladiator, ain’t no need to take it further
If you wanna take it further your huckleberry is here
Doctor of your holiday, wire up the computers like your kids
We gon’ celebreate ’em, elevate ’em, father had to levitate ’em
Give ’em reason, don’t debate ’em, top to bottom, the way to raid ’em

Don Juice, Don Juice, Don Juice
Phife Dawg whatagwan with the crew?
Phife Dawg, that’s why I had to come through
Phife Dawg, you spit wicked every verse
Phife Dawg, respect the Trini man first
Phife Dawg, I know you had the man shook up
Phife Dawg, ’cause your mastermind cook up
Phife Dawg, you know they back with one and another
Phife Dawg, them not want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother (Don Juice)
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Phife Dawg, Don Juice
Phife Dawg whatagwan with the crew?
Phife Dawg, that’s why I had to come through
Phife Dawg, you spit wicked every verse
Phife Dawg, respect the Trini man first
Phife Dawg, I know you had the man shook up
Phife Dawg, ’cause your mastermind cook up
Phife Dawg, you know they back with one and another
Phife Dawg, them not want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother (Don Juice)
Phife Dawg whatagwan with the crew?
Phife Dawg, that’s why I had to come through
Phife Dawg, you spit wicked every verse
Phife Dawg, respect the Trini man first
Phife Dawg, I know you had the man shook up
Phife Dawg, ’cause your mastermind cook up
Phife Dawg, you know they back with one and another
Phife Dawg, them not want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother (Don Juice)
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Phife Dawg

K’naan – We Get The Job Done lyrics

I got one job, two jobs, three when I need them
I got five roommates in this one studio but I never really see them
And we all came America trying to get a lap dance from lady freedom
But now lady liberty is acting like Hillary Banks with a pre-nup
Man I was brave sailing on graves
Don’t think I didn’t notice those tombstones disguised as waves
I’m no dummy, here is something funny you can be an immigrant without risking your lives
Or crossing these boarders with thrifty supplies
All you got to do is see the world with new eyes

Immigrants
We get the job done
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
We get the job done
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Immigrants
We get the job done

It’s a hard line when you’re an import
Baby boy it’s hard times
When you ain’t sent for
Racist feed the belly of the beast
With they pitchforks, rich chores
Done by the people that get ignored

Ya se armó
Ya se despertaron
It’s a whole awakening
La alarma ya sonó hace rato
Los que quieren buscan
Pero nos apodan como vagos
We are the same ones
Hustling on every level
Ten los datos
Walk a mile in our shoes
Abrochenze los zapatos

Immigrants
We get the job done
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
We get the job done
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Immigrants
We get the job done
Not yet

It’s Americas ghost writers the credit is only borrowed
It’s Americas ghost writers
It’s Americas ghost writers
It’s Americas ghost writers
It’s Americas ghost writers a credit is only borrowed
It’s Americas ghost writers a credit is only borrowed
It’s Americas ghost writers a credit is only borrowed
Immigrants
We get the job done

Ay yo aye immigrants we don’t like that
Na they don’t play British empire strikes back
They beating us like 808’s and high hats
At our own game of invasion, but this ain’t Iraq
Who these fugees what did they do for me
But contribute new dreams
Taxes and tools swagger and food to eat
Cool, they flee war zones, but the problem ain’t ours
Even if our bombs landed on them like the Mayflower
Buckingham Palace or Capitol Hill
Blood of my ancestors had that all built
It’s the ink you print on your dollar bill, oil you spill
Thin red lines on the flag you hoist when you kill –
But still we just say “look how far I come”
Hindustan, Pakistan, to London
To a galaxy far from their ignorance
Cos – immigrants, we get the job done

Por tierra o por agua
Identidad falsa
Brincamos muros o flotamos en balsas
La peleamos como Sandino en Nicaragua
Somos como las plantas que crecen sin agua
Sin pasaporte americano
Porque La mitad de gringolandia Es terreno mexicano
Hay que ser bien hijo e puta
Nosotros Les Sembramos el árbol y ellos se comen la fruta
Somos los que cruzaron
Aquí vinimos a buscar el oro que nos robaron
Tenemos mas trucos que la policía secreta
Metimos la casa completa en una maleta
Con un pico, una pala
Y un rastrillo
Te construimos un castillo
Como es que dice el coro cabrón?

[Chorus]
Immigrants
We get the job done
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
We get the job done
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Immigrants
We get the job done
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Look how far I come
Immigrants
We get the job done

Not yet

The Game – My Flag / Da Homies

[Hook Game :]
Maybe I should iron out my flag
Maybe I should put another crease in it
Maybe I should iron out my flag
If you gang banging who you beefing with?

[Verse 1: Game]
I Know your baby never hurt nobody, but he got his ass smoked at that Mustard party
OG Blood, everybody know me but I came in with the little homies

[Verse 2: Skeme]
Get out the way yo, get out the way yo
That nigga duke just moved a house in yayo
And you know i keep gunners on the payroll, i even fucked with Mitchy Slick down in Daygo
Young General these niggas gotta spray for
You Fuck around and catch 20 out this range fo
Mane that beef shit what a nigga made for, i open fire on her open mouth case closed
Came in this bitch with chuck taylors screaming fuck haters
Bad bitch ima fuck later tryna touch paper
In a 6 tray rag going brazy up the ave what I’m drinking got me thinking
Nigga Maybe I should iron out my –

[Hook: Game]
Maybe I should iron out my flag
Maybe I should put another crease in it
Maybe I should iron out my flag
If you gang banging who you beefing with?

[Verse 3: Jay 305]
Is anybody killing us, that’s for anybody nigga
Mainline, waistside, westside nigga
Fuck beasts, this for Crenshaw kings
Suckin’ out niggas, fuck is ya’ll mean?
Lowkey is on drop, give a fuck bout whatcho mama
When it’s song to song, pop it like a bottle of patron
Then lay back with a bitch, man this is westside Jay to your fifth
No gimmicks, God damn

[Verse 4: Mitchy Slick]
I won’t stop being a blood to gangland
To my dope then kicked in locked up in a strange land
So when they be like, “Slick, why we ain’t see you on TV or nothin’?”
Shit, I’m still tryin’ get off the gang injunction
Cause when it come to this been, I’m a monster to your leaf
You can do a whole damu documentary on just me
Call it “The Life of a Hundred Percent Real Whooper”
They did it for the grams, moves and the hush
Gah damn

[Hook: Game]
Maybe I should iron out my flag
Maybe I should put another crease in it
Maybe I should iron out my flag
If you gang banging who you beefing with?

[Verse 5: Joe Moses]
I put the woop in the woop like my DLB’s
All I know is VNG’s and FTB’s
I ran phase back to back, that’s on STB
And if you claimin’ you a blood, since you better know me
Big homie gave me a gun and said “It better be empty”
I was eleven years old with a motha’fuckin’ fifty
I got love for certain niggas, I’ve been doing this since Nehi
And you ain’t a real blood if you didn’t bang at the beehive

[Verse 6: AD]
Westside [?], back in the straight track
Mister LA back, free my A track
Middle of July, I’m just tryin’ bring a Maybach
Whole city riding, I ain’t even did a Dre track
Nigga this is Anthony, middle name [?]
So east coast niggas be like “Cuh, you crackin’.”
Niggas ain’t goin’ hard, as you should stop rappin’
I’ma be the street rider till the casket

[Hook: Game]
Maybe I should iron out my flag
Maybe I should put another crease in it
Maybe I should iron out my flag
If you gang banging who you beefing with?

Part II: Da Homies

[Intro : The Game & RJ]
The Game – What’s that shit we was doing the other day blood to that uh, to that Mustard beat when the homie was beating on his chest and shit?
RJ – Oh you talkin’ bout that uh, that uh
The homies in the cut that’s on E, niggas turnt up and we bout to hit the street (Mumbling)
The Game – Ay the blood, ay take blood drink. Give me that mutha’fuckin’ weed blood. Ay duke, do that shit blood

[Hook : RJ]
The homies in the cut that’s on E, niggas turnt up and we bout to hit the street
The homie on probation, make him sit up in the back
Bout to hit the weed spot and get another sack
I said, the homies in the cut that’s on E, down for whatever cuz the homies roll deep
Finger on the trigger, bandana round the Mac
Ride through the hood with a cup full of yack

[Interlude]
Ay nigga, lemme hit the Wraith
Where the fuck you get this bud from homie?
Ay, we about to run outta gas my nigga

[Hook : RJ & Ty Dolla $ign]
The homies in the cut that’s on E, niggas turnt up and we bout to hit the street
The homie on probation, make him sit up in the back
Bout to hit the weed spot and get another sack
I said, the homies in the cut that’s on E, down for whatever cuz the homies roll deep
Finger on the trigger, bandana round the Mac
Ride through the hood with a cup full of yack

[Verse 1?]
Im a real Compton creeper, help you niggas get the message
Leave them 16’s open, i’ll make them look battle records
Chuck Told me “I’m Good”, now I’m headed down to the seaters
After that, Straight to the hood where them tanners holding theme heaters
Look, sagging down the a line, War fuck it no play time
Hit my First tour i was still chucking up gang signs
Homies still cooking them cops hop out with K9
Lot of rappers’s calling out names, Nigga don’t say mine

[Verse 2?]
The homies in the cut that’s on E, some niggas bang the [?]
Some niggas bang in the P, I’m really in the streets
You other niggas is weak, On my mama and the hood Fuck around and Ya ass in peace
[?] When the homies in the cut that’s on E

[Hook : RJ & Ty Dolla $ign]
The homies in the cut that’s on E, niggas turnt up and we bout to hit the street
The homie on probation, make him sit up in the back
Bout to hit the weed spot and get another sack
I said, the homies in the cut that’s on E, down for whatever cuz the homies roll deep
Finger on the trigger, bandana round the Mac
Ride through the hood with a cup full of yack

[Outro Skit:]

A Tribe Called Quest – Mobius

[Verse 1: Consequence]
I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Dream about Bugattis and other four-wheels
They say Illuminati and other ordeals
Is how my lawyer got me to avoid a raw deal
And now it’s more real than it is for any other star
And that’s enough to have you tearing up the mini-bar
I should probably get awards when the Emmys are
For how I deal with the path like Remy Ma
I get in the car like a sniper’s on the roof now
But don’t confuse how you see me, have to move now
I got bars like the cypher’s in the booth now
Ooo, child, things are gonna get easier
‘Long as they get my page right on Wikipedia
‘Long as they say my name right in the media
If you don’t, that’s a sin like Cincinnati
‘Cause ever since I had the polo suit at the Grammys
I been spittin’ at the camera like Trick Daddy
So swag, he could have broke up with IG
I ain’t surprised that they broke up on IG
I got the game on IV
Might as well have a live feed
Keep a fresh cut from Aunt B
So I always match the picture in my ID
They packin’ Dub C and run with MAC 10
I was still a baby Similac then
And what the crack era did to black men
It had to be an error if you had a Cadillac then

[Vere 2: Busta Rhymes]
How I rock mine, I throw it up
Makin’ sure that you niggas all are on the same page
Powerful force, you better look both ways
Fuck that, I’m chokin’ niggas, it’s goin’ down
I’m from a different cloth, we the oracles of the sound
Skip town, hit ’em with impeccable pound
Lost, found, the way I flood it, niggas gon’ drown
Rip shit….oh, wait, wait, wait, wait….
I gotta do it again, I gotta do it again
You already know the script, roundhouse kick
She lookin’ at me, lickin’ her lip
Put my arm around her like a bowl of chip with the dip
With your bitch, what the fuck, niggas erupt
I got the half moon clip, that’s banana, a good planner
A new anger like a larger Bruce Banner, out the house
Nigga, if you open your mouth
Damn, nigga, if you open you mouth
Fuck the press, I’m leavin’ every room in a mess
Like herds of bulls with they aprons on and bakin’ soda
Keep it movin’, keep the convo short and bring a case of Henny
House of Pain, I control many
House of lies, where niggas go run, hide
Peep the way the scribe conflict with they real lives
(Nigga) Phonetic shit, we go bizarre
Bad news for niggas as I go emphatical, radical
Mention no animals, roamin’ like a czar
Every time I blah for the record, the shit splatter
The whole data, no bullshit, the boom bapper
I pull the gat up, whip the ship, come to bat up
When I pull up too niggas even your momma goin’ scatter

A Tribe Called Quest – Black Spasmodic

[Intro: Q-Tip]
Yo, y’all ready?
Yo, Phife, you ready?
Cons, you got that part right?
I dunno but it don’t matter who choose to set it off
ATCQ, no doubt my niggas is boss
Little half-ass rappers, y’all pissin’ me off
Time to dead ‘em all off, yo, no matter the cause

[Hook: Consequence]
(Black) They don’t make thugs of this calibre
(Spasmodic) Who kept up the buzz the whole calendar
(Black) Used to sell drugs out the Challenger
(Spasmodic) Used to keep guns with the silencers
(Black) They don’t make thugs of this calibre
(Spasmodic) Who kept up a buzz the whole calendar
(Black) Used to sell drugs out the Challenger
(Spasmodic) Now look what he does to any challenger

[Verse 1: Phife Dawg]
Now who want it with the Trini gladiator?
The finger to you haters, you biters not innovators
I take zero for granted, I honors my gift
Champion pen game, plus I’m freestyle equipped
You clowns be bum sauce, speak my name, it’s curtains
Hamdulillāh my crew’s back to workin’
Trash rap the dead pussy, kill the turban
Fuck boys, sit down, shit can only get worsen
How do you touch mic with flows uncertain?
Speak game tribal, that flow ain’t workin’
Folks doin’ items, dem vex and cursin’
Fuck made me wanna see these niggas in person
Third song in, muthafuckas dispersin’
Only to realize Gana loose in the buildin’
Big tune this for man, woman and children
Back on my bullshit, Busta bust then we kill them

[Hook: Consequence]
(Black) They don’t make thugs of this calibre
(Spasmodic) Who kept up the buzz the whole calendar
(Black) Used to sell drugs out the Challenger
(Spasmodic) Used to keep guns with the silencers

[Verse 2: Q-Tip]
My nigga’s spirit be talkin’ to me, let me explain
Not through evil mediums, tarot cards or Ouija games
But through mixing chords and boards and even drum machines
He be saying, “Nigga fuck awards, keep reppin’ Queens
And don’t be taking slack from these non-rapping niggas, man
That intellectual shit you spit, you better change your plan
Especially when you see them at the lobby of a label
And they don’t seem able to outstretch they hands and admit they fans
You better flame ’em in the J’s that they standing in
Ostracize they memory for not remembering
The articles reduce their body parts to particles
And dust the Dead Sea with their cremated molecules
I’m leaving, but nigga you still got the work to do
I expect the best from you, I’m watching from my heaven view
Don’t disappoint me, make sure that they anoint me
As the blue ribbon pedigree, the best of show five-foot-three
Speak of the legacy for short people around the world
Napoleonic bionic people who cause the world to twirl
Rip every stage with grace, look right dead in they face
Live the Tribe principle of havin’ impeccable taste
Enjoy that breath like that one was your last one left
If you don’t believe me, Tip, there’s truly life after death
So refer to the Biggie covers and shoutout my Trini brothers
And please check in on my mother,” Malik Izaak, call me shorty

[Hook: Consequence]
(Black) They don’t make thugs of this calibre
(Spasmodic) Who kept up the buzz the whole calendar
(Black) Used to sell drugs out the Challenger
(Spasmodic) Used to keep guns with the silencers
(Black)
(Spasmodic)

A Tribe Called Quest – The Killing Season

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Winter in America, never knew white Christmas
‘Cause elves said the squares is always making my shit list
Spring is in the air and all the flowers in bloom
The powers that be wanna devour the movement
Tears disappear when they fall in the summer rain
Bleedin’ through this mic, but they call it entertainment
Running across stages is a drug
It’s like a blunt that we crumple in raw papers
Call it the Lord’s name cause we taking it in our veins
Like the feeding us intravenous
It’s war and we fighting for inches and millimetres
Try to stall the progress by killing off all the leaders
If we don’t give them martyrs no more, they can’t defeat us
This lack of justice got us disgusted, look at our faces
All these soldiers hate but I saw military training
The force flags fly at a half mast this morning
Take a bow, this might be your last performance

[Hook: Kanye West]
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya

[Verse 2: Consequence]
The old lady saw us on the lawn with the Henny
Turn the pool party into the one from McKinney
Might’ve been racist like the waitresses up at Denny’s
So we had twelve gauges, automatics, and semis
Now they wanna condemn me for my freedom of speech
‘Cause I see things in black and white like Lisa and Screech
Presidents get impeached and others fill in the throne
But veterans don’t get the benefit of feelin’ at home
So maybe those projections out at Silicon
Over dro they getting injections made of silicone
I swear it’s the killing season
‘Cause killin’ is still in season yea

[Verse 3: Jairobi]
Louder than a three pound, voices screaming at ya boo
It must be killing season, on the menu, strange fruit
Whose juices fill the progress of this here, very nation
Whose states has grown bitter, through justice expiration
These fruitful trees are rooted in bloody soil and torment
Things haven’t really changed, been dormant for the moment
Marks and scars, we own it, only makes for tougher skin
Helps us actualize the actual greatness held within
Been on the wrong team so much, can’t recognise a win
Seems like my only crime is having melanin
Connection to the sun so strong the relationship is lusted for
Causes meant to suffocate, I can’t breathe no more
Settle the score sadly, need an abacus to tally
Through all the peaks and valleys, yo, I recognize them sadly
Black soul old enough, inner city holdin’ up
Watch me get all my goons, watch us get soldiered up

[Hook: Kanye West]
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya
They sold ya, sold ya, sold ya

A Tribe Called Quest – Lost Somebody

[Intro]
Yea, Phife
For your life

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Now, in the time when niggas wasn’t supposed to be gone
That’s the place left for dead, and cities end up war-torn
Vietnam going wrong, heroin going strong
Neighbors would whoop that ass just for running through their lawn
Watch that shallow shallow man walk
Trinidadian love sprout into the asphalt
Love was consummated and the angels registrated
Two were to be born but only one of ’em made it
Inside a cloud of sorrow, the silver lining and joy
It’s a bouncing baby boy, a king’s name they would enploy
And before he even squeaks it’s decided it’s Malik
Now, give him hope, give him care, raise him while his grandma there
Watch out mama, if you stare, live wide eyes will keep you there
Let’s progress the story just a little bit
Malik, I would treat you like little brother that would give you fist
Sometimes overbearing, though I thought it was for your benefit
Despite all the spastic shit and cinematic we documented
The one thing I appreciate, you and I, we never pretended
Rhymes we would write it out, hard times, fight it out
Made race face to face, made it right
And now you riding out, out, out, out
Damn

[Chorus]
Have you ever
Lost somebody
(Phife dawg, man)
Way before you
(Bow wow, woof woof)
Got to dream
No more crying
He’s in sunshine

[Verse 2: Jarobi]
Never thought that I would ever be writing this song
Hold friends tight, never know [?]
Soul so beautiful, [?] indisputable
Heart of the largest lion trapped inside the little dude
Took the grip to Granny’s house, now we eat the curry food
Talking hopes, dreams, plans leak, I’s never scared
Brand new pair of Nike Airs, avenue upstairs
Mailbox, bears, all our rhymes was never there
A nigga wanna battle, you know Phifey didn’t care
Jarobi with the beat, into new ass we tear
I’mma flash forward, well took a trip to ATL
Cooking in the kitchen making sure my nigga eating well
Wedding in Tobago, you know exactly where I’m at
Standing on the side of black, Malik Izaak

[Chorus]
Have you ever
Lost somebody
Way before you
Got to dream
No more crying
He’s in sunshine
He’s alright now
See his wings
Have you ever
Lost somebody
Way before you
Got to dream
No more crying
He’s in sunshine
He’s alright now
See his wings
Have you ever
Lost somebody
Way before you
Got to dream
No more crying
He’s in sunshine
He’s alright now
See his wings
Have you ever
Lost somebody
Way before you
Got to dream
No more crying

[Break]

[Guitar solo: Jack White]

A Tribe Called Quest – Movin Backwards

[Verse 1: Jarobi]
I hope my legendary style of rap lives on
Affixed to the earth like my feet that got kicks on
Moving backwards never, that was never the plan
Pushing shit along, weren’t the stillest in the quick sand
Asphalt jumpin’, lyrical concrete
My Jetta might be moving me throughout the many dark streets
Backwoods, boondocks, whatever terrain
Auf Wiedersehen, aloha, man, our feet ain’t the same
I won’t abuse these shoes ain’t made for reversing
Trudging through these motherfuckers first album footprint
Never ever ghostwritten, your shit free, bitten
Grab my shit with both hands
Iron grip, steel mitten
Bloviated, Jarobi ate it, and now it’s gone
Closed mouths don’t get fed or move ahead to my hustlers with customers
Amateurs are being petty
Trap lords with the fetty, don’t be no backwards, no
No backward ass nigga, don’t be no backwards, no
No backward ass nigga, don’t be no backwards, no
No backward ass nigga, don’t be no backwards, no
Don’t do it, nigga

[Verse 2: Anderson .Paak]
I spun around without a care, when I stopped, I felt lost
I’m two heels from the top tier, I really want to be boss
I figured out, I figured it out somewhere
Maybe the answer’s not up there
Maybe it’s on the ground somewhere
When I stopped, I felt lost
Do you ever feel lost?

[Hook: Anderson .Paak]
They wanna see my downfall
Turn a good day into a downpour
Thorns in the crown and the cross I bear
Why they wanna see me hangin’ like a towel somewhere
One eye, two meals, three tears, a heart still
How I’m feelin’ in my mind right here
I think I’m moving but I’m going nowhere, nowhere
Better not feel lost
How I’m supposed to know how home feels, I ain’t even on my home field
Better not feel lost
It’s not a cruise that brought us here
I’m gone for long
And I refuse to be stuck right here
I’m going to it backwards, and oh
Can somebody just give me, can somebody just give me, can somebody just give me direction?
I don’t want to move backwards, no
Can somebody just give me, can somebody just give me, can somebody just give me direction?
I don’t want to move backwards
Can’t go backwards
I don’t want to move backwards

[Verse 3: Q-Tip]
Moving backwards never, that was never the plan
Can I vent? I was content being my own man
Up until that night, ill faded, walking home, I was faded
Cocos races on my wrist like he was clapping his hands
How demeaning y’all, who could be blind to racism
[?] girl wrote to me for the brotherly baptism
Instead of slaps give ’em, the dose of ab wisdom
He’ll make it out of the jungle some way
Hey, it’s figurative, not a real place you stay
Ayy, it’s mind scape, filled with fucking malaise
I got direction without using Waze
Submitting myself to praying these days
We walking backwards, it’s only for stage

[Verse 4: Anderson .Paak]
Feds coming out, with riot gear
And everybody’s hands in the air
Four-fives get your ass ’round somewhere
Come between and jump in the spare
Say it loud, with a different ring my niggas listen
(somebody just give me, somebody just give me, somebody just give me)
Cool out, chill out nigga, I’m cool
Cool out nigga, nah, nigga I’m through
Head down, ain’t no tellin’ what you gon’ do
(somebody just give me, somebody just give me, somebody just give me directions)
I don’t want to move backwards, and oh!
Cops, killing us niggas everywhere, maybe we should get some guns too
She come around every now and a few
Man I hope she really loves you
Living high ain’t hard to do
She’ll be in the clouds somewhere
Feel fresh, I strut your bitches out of here
Might even take your broad too
Oops, I’m ’bout to get kicked out here
Tell mama I’mma slide through
Still I, I’m trying to get out of here, but stuck up in the same room
Too many open miles in here, sick of eating out at drive thru

[Outro]
Hahaha
(Look at this motherfucker)

A Tribe Called Quest – Conrad Tokyo

[Verse 1: Phife Dawg]
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio
Just young national
Dog is on sabbatical
[?] watching [?]
Fall attention, fallin’ in
CNN and all this shit
Why y’all cool with the fuckery
Trump and SNL hilarity
Troublesome times kid, no times for comedy
Blood clout, you doing
Bullshit you spewing
As if this country ain’t already ruined
And look at these he’s mumbling, fumbling, swearing
They degrade us
Online they debate us, if we different, then we’re haters
We ended our hiatus as dogs looking for food
The nucleus is here now (ooo)

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Toleration for devastation, got a hunger for sin
Every nation, Obama nation, let the coroner in
Crooked faces, red and blue laces for the color of men
Just embrace it and die alone, song, a Revelation
Reverends and cattles racing
Devils and demons and Deuteronomy
Fumigate all economy, illuminate broken dreams
And manifest all this sanity
Look around, sayonara tomorrow, he’s just blood on the ground

[Hook: Kendrick Lamar & (A Tribe Called Quest)]
Sayonara tomorrow, he’s just blood on the ground
(Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio)
Sayonara tomorrow, he’s just blood on the ground
(Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio)
Sayonara tomorrow, he’s just blood on the ground
(Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio)
Sayonara tomorrow, he’s just blood on the ground
(Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio)
Sayonara tomorrow, he’s just blood on the ground
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio)

[Outro: A Tribe Called Quest]
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio
Conrad Tokyo, a far road, pistachio

A Tribe Called Quest – Ego

[Chorus: Q-Tip]
Ego, ego
Skip it, trippin in my mind
Ego, ego
Skip it, trippin in my mind
Ego, ego
Trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy, trippy
Ego
Ego

[Intro: Q-Tip]
I got one, you got one, and now we equal
Sometimes it makes you trip out on your people
Sometimes it has connotations of evil
Sometimes niggas call on it when they need to
It’s called the ego

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Ay, it’s hard to really make the subject positively stated
Some may hate it and some might overrate it
It’s a top story and you rarely see a trend
So all you psychoanalysts, pull out your pad and pen, it’s called the ego
Come up with an idea, and no one seems to get it
Then every time you mention it, they stare like you’re two-headed
But one day in your cubicle your idea really comes to view
Your boss is walking by, he sees it too and he takes it from you
She put you on the aces of all the stripper places
That has the kinda clientele where niggas trickle very well
You beg her and you plead her and you tuck away your ego
She knows you need the dicking and she knows you need the people
They call you fat and lazy, your commentary crazy
They photoshop your face on a box of McCormick gravy
And now that inner voice, the ego, making you get wavy
Change your diet, hit the gym and say “What were you saying to me?”
The ego makes you do it, it makes you face the music
Or run away from life so fast that you’ll outsprint Carl Lewis
That has you think your deceptive ways of being untruest
Had the prettiest brown eyes but you change them shits to bluest
It’s the ego

[Bridge: Q-Tip]
Ooo, Jack White
Ooo, Jack White

[Verse 2: Q-Tip]
A celebrated genius, my dick game’s the meanest
I’ll take the girl that’s augmented, new me is invented
I’ll take the biggest house in Calabassas
Anyone for Michael Phelps swimming classes?
You need it when you’re balling, equally when you’re falling
Or when those kids in school on your locker they get to scrawling
Epithets is racist are stupid and mean in nature
Something that can make you feel stronger when people hate ya
Ego make you violent, or govern like a tyrant
Or switch ya dictionary’s word from vibrant to vivrant
Fool the thirsty people, selling tap water in bottles
Fooled a girl with NYU scholarship, now she models
Ego has no ending, has people pretending
Religious zealots get jealous ’cause guys want their defending
This is the last Tribe and our ego hopes that you felt us
And closing for our ego, we know only God can help us

[Outro]
Ego, ego
Spit the truth right in my mind
Ego, ego
Spit the truth right in my mind
Ego, ego
[?]
Ego, ego
Spit the truth right in my mind
Ego, ego
Spit the truth right in my mind
Ego, ego
Spit the truth right in my mind
Ego, ego
Spit the truth right in my mind
Ego, ego
Spit the truth right in my mind

A Tribe Called Quest – The Donald

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Phife Dawg, whatagwan with the crew?
Nuff ting, that’s why me had to come through
Phife Dawg, you spit wicked every verse
The north said respect the Trini man first
Phife Dawg, I know you had the man shook up
Good shit ’cause you a mastermind that cook up
Phife Dawg, whatagwan with the crew?
Nuff ting, that’s why me had to come through
Phife Dawg, you spit wicked every verse
Them north said respect Trini man first
Phife Dawg, I know you honor wha nem choose
Give me that [?]
Phife Dawg, I know you don’t wanna choose
Give me a zugu zugu and do exactly what you do
Tribe Called Quest, you see them back with one another
Ayo, Busta Bust, them not want no problem, brother

[Interlude]

[Verse 2: Phife Dawg]
Phife Dawg legend, you can call me Don Juice
I’m the shit right now, what, you need to see proof?
Recently on the internet they chatting
Taking polls, debating who could win in battle rapping
Let’s make it happen, these cyber thugs already par
No subliminals with me, you know who the fuck you are
Who wanna spar? ha ha, well, here I are
Unorthodox spitter orbing on the southpaw
No doubt, I’mma set it, dudes best be ready
Off top on the spot, no reading from your Blackberry
Leave the iPhones home, skill sets must be shown
I’mma show you the real meaning of the danger zone
I got its own, eights fit to all clones
Untouchable in my zone, watch the tone, leave em alone
Fuck your ass-cheek flows with bars sweeter than scones
Put down microphone

[Verse 3: Q-Tip]
Yes, yes, he the wrong ones to fuck with
No matter what the day he could catch you on his plane
Or the one you on today
Visit niggas in their dreams, make them scream bloody murder
He’s a Trini gladiator, ain’t no need to take it further
If you wanna take it further your huckleberry is here
Doctor of your holiday, wire up the computers like your kids
We gon’ celebreate ’em, elevate ’em, father had to levitate ’em
Give ’em reason, don’t debate ’em, top to bottom, the way to raid ’em

[Interlude]

[Outro]
Don Juice, Don Juice, Don Juice
Phife Dawg whatagwan with the crew?
Phife Dawg, that’s why I had to come through
Phife Dawg, you spit wicked every verse
Phife Dawg, respect the Trini man first
Phife Dawg, I know you had the man shook up
Phife Dawg, ’cause your mastermind cook up
Phife Dawg, you know they back with one and another
Phife Dawg, them not want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother (Don Juice)
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Phife Dawg, Don Juice
Phife Dawg whatagwan with the crew?
Phife Dawg, that’s why I had to come through
Phife Dawg, you spit wicked every verse
Phife Dawg, respect the Trini man first
Phife Dawg, I know you had the man shook up
Phife Dawg, ’cause your mastermind cook up
Phife Dawg, you know they back with one and another
Phife Dawg, them not want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother (Don Juice)
Phife Dawg whatagwan with the crew?
Phife Dawg, that’s why I had to come through
Phife Dawg, you spit wicked every verse
Phife Dawg, respect the Trini man first
Phife Dawg, I know you had the man shook up
Phife Dawg, ’cause your mastermind cook up
Phife Dawg, you know they back with one and another
Phife Dawg, them not want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother (Don Juice)
Step back, them don’t want no problem, brother
Phife Dawg

Bibi Bourelly – Untitled

Oh no, I…

Fuck everybody else
I put you above myself
Ain’t a single thing that I won’t do
I’d jump in front of moving cars
I’d let you tear my heart apart
I’d jump off a shooting star
For you

Liquor, rum and Jack on deck
You don’t even try to flex
You ain’t got a single thing to prove
You’re mine…you’re mine…
He, he

The lights are dim
The sun is down
Love you more when no one’s around
You mean so much to me

And when the world is at our feet
You’re the only thing I need, ah
I can’t breathe…
You’re mine, you’re mine…
Cool
Yeah, yeah
Oh no…
I’d…

DMC – Nu iubim la fel feat. Kristina

Noi nu, noi nu iubim la fel
Inima mi spune asa
Decat c-un suflet rece,
Mai bine cu-altcineva
Noi nu iubim la fel
Imi tot spune inima
Decat s-avem regrete,
Mai bine cu-altcineva

Dragostea e un joc, tu poti sa risti sa pierzi tot
Sunt inconjurat de suferinta, simt cum ma sufoc
Si can mu maiputeam tot te voiam pe veci a mea
Credeam ca stiu cine esti, dar nu a fost deloc asa
M-am lasat purtat de valul dragostei ca mai apoi
Sa aflu ca din noi doi tot ce-a ramas e doar razboi
Stii si tu ca e-n zadar daca-ncercam sa reparam
Ce nu va merge iar
Sunt constient de amalgam, te urasc, te iubesc, te urasc, te iubesc in zadar
Ca nici destinul nu ne-a vrut impreuna
Viata joaca cartile, mie imi miroase a furtuna
Te am, mi-ai intrat adanc in sufletul meu
Singurul antidote pentru rana e zambetul tau
Singurul motiv de fericire sunt doar ochii tai
Acum inspire doar durere ca tu n-ai vrut sa fim noi
Zic ca trec peste tot, ca sunt puternic, ca pot
Ca poate asta-i destinul, ca poate o sa te-ntorci
Poate, ca acum doare ca-s calcat in picioare
De tot ce am iubit in viata si tot ce ma facea mai tare

Noi nu, noi nu iubim la fel
Inima mi spune asa
Decat c-un suflet rece,
Mai bine cu-altcineva
Noi nu iubim la fel
Imi tot spune inima
Decat s-avem regrete,
Mai bine cu-altcineva

Nu iubim, nu iubim la fel
Nu iubim, nu iubim la fel
Nu iubim, nu iubim la fel
Nu iubim, nu iubim la fel

Stii, poate ca inima simtea ca ceva nu e okay
Si te gandesti la cineva
Dar acum inteleg semnele pe care le dai
Si timpul neacordat, si zambetul ce il ai
Am vrut sa cred ca ce-i intre noi e pe bune
Ca va fi de durata, ca vei purta al meu nume
Dar nu a fost asa, tu voiai altceva
Tu ma vrei altcineva, dare u nu ma pot schimba
Eu nu pricep cum din iubire e ura,
Nu pricep cate tampenii mai poti scoate pe gura
Si nu-nteleg ce bariera poate fi intre noi
Ce ziduri tre’ sa dobor sa fim din nou amandoi
Dar fiecare om isi are rolul lui in viata
Rolul tau in viata mea a fost de-a-mi face viata grea
Tu vedeai trecator, eu vedeam de durata
Eu te voiam aproape, tu ma tineai la distanta
Zic ca trec peste tot, ca sunt puternic, ca pot
Ca poate asta-i destinul, ca poate o sa te-ntorci
Poate, ca acum doare ca-s calcat in picioare
De tot ce am iubit in viata si tot ce ma facea mai tare

N-am de ce sa stau in doi
Cand sunt doar lacrimi, sunt doar lacrimi intre noi
Ai pierdut dragostea mea
Ratacind prin foi ai ars ceva candva

Noi nu, noi nu iubim la fel
Inima mi spune asa
Decat c-un suflet rece,
Mai bine cu-altcineva
Noi nu iubim la fel
Imi tot spune inima
Decat s-avem regrete,
Mai bine cu-altcineva

Nu iubim, nu iubim la fel
Nu iubim, nu iubim la fel
Nu iubim, nu iubim la fel
Nu iubim, nu iubim la fel

Morandi – Keep You Safe

In this sound, you will never be afraid
In this town, I will always keep you safe
You know, you will never be alone
No more

La-la-la-la-la
I’m gonna keep you safe
La-la-la-la-la
I’m gonna keep you safe

[Teaser]

Belly – Die Alone

[Intro]
Good Evening, it would be uncivilized to bring you this presentation without fair warning
You are about to discover the world of horror
Look no further than one’s own mind
To find the very place where demons, even monsters hide
If you wish to vacate the premises please do so now
Well then, you’ve been warned

[Chorus]
I don’t have the heart to hurt you
I don’t have a heart at all
Don’t you let your feelings steer you
Steer you straight into the wall
If you’re still here by tomorrow
I’ll forget about your past
She said hold me like the first day
I said fuck me like the last
Cause you know I’m gon’

[Hook]
Die alone, die, die alone
(Possibly)
Die alone, die, die alone
(Probably)
Die alone, die, die alone
(Possibly)
Die alone, die, die alone

[Verse 1]
I stayed away for days and months
Till the pain was numb
You see, I became the one I had to save you from
Everybody wanna tell you what you can’t become
But wait, even the Devil was an angel once
I ain’t the one, del toro with a loaded gun
Fear of unloading in the Vegas sun, like it’s ’71
You said I’m better when I’m sober but that’s when we conflicted
I was never sober around you, couldn’t see the difference
I told her maybe I’m just mad at myself
I think thats why I love everything that’s bad for my health
Why am I dying to see Heaven when I was happy with Hell
Somebody take this pack of shells and put em’ back on the shelf (I mean)
Insomnia turn me into a zombie
I’m coming for all the moment they rob me of
Now it’s obvious, since you made it a hobby of watching us
I be popping up, and coping all my ops binoculars like its the opera ugh!

[Chorus]
I don’t have the heart to hurt you
I don’t have a heart at all
Don’t you let your feelings steer you
Steer you straight into the wall
Cause you know I’m gon’

[Hook]
Die alone, die, die alone
(Possibly)
Die alone, die, die alone
(Probably)
Die alone, die, die alone
(Possibly)
Die alone, die, die alone

Belly – Trap Phone

[Verse 1: Belly]
Used to sell me dreams ’bout a milligram
Chasin’ highs whenever feel again
I told her bring it back and make it real again
I told her bring it back and make it real again
Still got your number in my trap phone
I hit the push and get the same high
I know you home girl waitin’ for you back home
I pull up and fuck you at the same time
I won’t ever hit you from the main line
Got some nerve blowin’ up my land line
Bitch you must be out your damn mind
Bitch you must be out your damn mind
Locked inside the room just the two of us
What made us love each other is what ruined us
I almost overdosed in the hills again
Tell her bring it back and make it real again
I only hit you from the trap phone
Come pull up and get your back blown
Close the door and put the latch on
Won’t save her but she hit me on the bat phone
Bitch you got me poppin’ pills again
Hittin’ Vegas with a mil to spend
You got the wave baby I just want to swim again
Ooh, bring it back and make it real again
Phone blingin’ my phone blingin’
Phone blingin’ my phone blingin’
I could sell this loud for like a quarter million
I could sell this loud for like a quarter million

[Break: Belly & Jadakiss]
Trap phone
Trap phone
Trap phone

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Know we got whatever what you tryna spend God
I don’t pay the bill I just change the sim card
They tomorrow ain’t promised so I’mma live it up
If I don’t got your number saved I don’t give a fuck
I’m in the sky gettin’ high my crew is the hardest
A hundred K every day as soon as I charge it
And I pray that them people don’t people properly get me
If get bagged I’m keepin’ it on my property with me
Whole lotta bad bitches that’s plottin’ to hit me
I can’t wear your shoes dawg they not gonna fit me
The heart of the city yea I’m the backbone
And I’m ready to die over my trap phone

[Verse 3: Belly]
I only hit you from the trap phone
Come pull up and get your back blown
Close the door and put the latch on
Won’t save her but she hit me on the bat phone
I’m too numb to ever feel again
Trying to find out where the feeling went
Told her bring it back and make it real again
Told her bring it back and make it real again
Used to sell me dreams ’bout a milligram
Chasin’ highs whenever feel again
Told her bring it back and make it real again
Told her bring it back and make it real again
I only hit you from the trap phone
Come pull up and get your back blown
Close the door and put the latch on
Won’t save her but she hit me on the bat phone
Phone blingin’ my phone blingin’
Phone blingin’ my phone blingin’
I could sell this loud for like a quarter million
I could sell this loud for like a quarter million

[Outro: Belly]
Trap phone, trap phone
Trap phone, trap phone
Trap phone
Bitch you trying fuck stop tryna act grow

Belly – Frozen Water

[Refrain: Future]
Yeah, yeah, all my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
I got chains and they flooded like New Orleans, yeah, yeah

[Hook: Belly]
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, frozen
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, border

[Refrain: Future]
Yeah, yeah, all my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
I got chains and they flooded like New Orleans, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Future]
Girl I get back in that Lamb
Yellow diamonds like a cab
These nigga’s nothin’ but some crabs
I been duckin’ from the pap
Get some head on the Snap
Bought the Lamb just to trap
The main bitch kidnap
Five milli on my neck, I’m good, yeah
Drinkin’ Codeine like it’s Robitussin
Water on me like a water challenge
Drippin’, drippin’ I got frozen diamonds
I’mma never need a co-signer

[Hook: Belly]
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, frozen
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, border

[Refrain: Future]
Yeah, yeah, all my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
I got chains and they flooded like New Orleans, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Belly]
She mix the lies with the truth, I mix the batch with the juice
I’m tellin’ Hennessy lies, I’m tellin’ Actavis truths
I thin I’m relapsin’ and shit, I just fell asleep in the shower
I’m feelin’ weak, need some power
The plug gon’ be back in an hour
She found a bag full of powder, “Oh no baby, that ain’t flour”
Told her jump up on the table, make that pussy get devoured

[Refrain: Future]
Yeah, yeah, all my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
I got chains and they flooded like New Orleans, yeah, yeah

[Hook: Belly]
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, frozen
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, border

[Outro: Future]
All my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
All my diamonds flooded like its from New Orleans, yeah, yeah
First you take the Codeine, mix it in some Sprite
When that drink turn pink, that’s what I like
We gon’ kill these pussy niggas on sight
We gon’ fuck you main bitch on sight
We ’bout to pop a hundred bottles like it’s water
You want that good batch, meet me at the border
You want that good batch, meet me at the border, border, border….

Belly – Re Up

[Hook: Belly]
You must have heard about the re-up
Call me real, ain’t you know I be up?
That’s the only time you ever free up
I’m not tryna fuck the energy up
She said, baby, please don’t get the wrong idea
Roll the tree and fuck this Hennessey up
I come down and start to get ideas
All my demons keep on waking me up

[Verse 1: NAV]
Born alone, die alone
I let the drugs take my soul
First time I bought some weed I was sold
If I get 40.000 for a show I’m scared I spend 20.000 on dope
Either RAF or Ricky on my toes
In high school I never made the honor roll
Poppin’ mollies, I’ve been on a roll
Hope the highway doesn’t take a toll
Smokin’ blunts, burnin’ sheet in the Rolls
No, I’m not the same NAV from before
I don’t know who I am anymore
Woke up somewhere I ain’t been before
Half a pill ain’t enough anymore
They rappin’ about drugs they never did before
What’s fake and what’s real? I don’t know anymore
Takin’ 4 bars, I should really split ’em
Fell on my face, had to really quit ’em
My broski up north whippin’ in the kitchen
My uncle just lost his kidney
That won’t stop me from poppin’ and sippin’
You can tell that I’m down from a distance
Poppin’ prescriptions without a prescription
Tell Santa, all I want is molly for Christmas

[Hook: Belly]
Re-up
Call me real, ain’t you know I be up?
That’s the only time you ever free up
I’m not tryna fuck the energy up
She said, baby, please don’t get the wrong idea
Roll the tree and fuck this Hennessey up
I come down and start to get ideas
All my demons keep on waking me up

[Verse 2: Belly]
Got a hell of a habit, take another tablet out the cabinet
It’s a heaven for a savage, it’s a heaven for a savage
I’m poppin’ pills like an addict
The trap – how I learned mathematics
It’s a heaven for a savage, it’s a heaven for a savage
Bags under my eyes cause I go hard
Probably cost more than the Goyard
Probably why I got a cold heart
Probably why I got to shine cause my life has been so dark, man
Pull up, bring your friend – that’s a trio
Show up on the nines like my PO
You know the deal, the price made her bend over backwards like Neo
I’m crazy but maybe I’m torn aside
I’m talkin’ ’bout drugs like I glorify it
The truth is that I’m fuckin’ horrified
I only slept twice in like 40 nights
Man, I’m on the back, she on the poltergeist
Man, I should just takin’ my own advice
This nine a day love is just overpriced, man

[Hook: Belly]
You must have heard about the re-up
Call me real, ain’t you know I be up?
That’s the only time you ever free up
I’m not tryna fuck the energy up
She said, baby, please don’t get the wrong idea
Roll the tree and fuck this Hennessey up
I come down and start to get ideas
All my demons keep on waking me up

Belly – Consuela

[Verse 1: Belly]
She hit the plane with half a kilo
She turned around and said tranquilo
Tomorrow meet me at mi casa
Just call me when you know que pasa
I think I’m falling for consuela
She’s from the slums of Venezuela
No I can’t wait until mañana
I fly to meet you in Havana
I’m dressed in black just like mi gente
Like es el dia de la muerte
She’s only loyal to el jefe
I bet she taste just like tres leches

[Hook: Belly]
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela

[Verse 2: Young Thug + Zack Kharbouch]
I gave a ‘Rari to my brother (skrt-skrt-skrt)
I bought a mansion for my mother (for my mother)
I got like 20 xans, all colors (xannies and percs)
I’ma get these hoes in love with (?)
Turned to a boss, I’m writing checks (writing checks)
Got 20,000 VV’s on my neck (on my neck)
Turned to a monster, I’m T-Rex
I’m with your wife, no I don’t kiss her, hey
She got me running like El Chapo
I took my other bitch to Cabo
All she call me is el jefe
Feds asking questions, no comprende

[Hook]
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela

[Verse 3: Belly + Zach Kharbouch]
She love to argue papa fuera
Gave her love but she no quera
She used to sing guantanamera
Diamonds dancing, Macarena
I’m tryna be a caballero
I think she only love dinero
She have some beef and dropped some pesos
That’s hamburguesa with the queso

[Hook: Belly]
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela
I think I’m falling for consuela

Belly – Outkast

[Intro: Belly]
Gain the world or lose it all
Gain it back again
Bounce back

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce back
Bitch I run the whole check up then I bounce back
My lil’ baby like to get on top and bounce it
Run it back up on that ass when she bounce it
You know I brought a whole pound
Bitch I’m the man in my town
Bitch I spent that whole check then I bounce back
I run this back up on that ass

[Verse 1: Belly]
All we had was thorns in the rose garden
No come before the storm warning
Cold mornings made us cold hearted
My dawg can whip a fuckin’ brick on a George Foreman
The shit that drives me would drive you crazy don’t try to save me
Rock fly [?] and drive Mercedes the modern 80s
I’m kinda crazy, paranoid my driver shady
I’m at the lowest and my highest lately
I was dodgin’ evictions
Couldn’t afford my addictions
With my father in prison
Family poverty stricken
Felt like we all got convicted
No one bothered to visit
Livin’ in awful conditions
Still put my dawgs in position, like woah woah
We worship money like this shit was religion but no no
Cause once I got it felt like something was missin’ my whole soul
Three stacks for a loud pack
No bad for a outcast
Pulled up in that big boy
Never thought I would bounce back

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce back
Bitch I run the whole check up then I bounce back
My lil’ baby like to get on top and bounce it
Run it back up on that ass when she bounce it
You know I brought a whole pound
I’m the man in my town
Bitch I spent that whole check then I bounce back
I run this back up on that ass

[Verse 2: Belly]
My bitch pull up like Joan of Arc, the coldest heart
Barely boner park my dawgs’ll pick your fuckin’ bones apart
To ride this wave you need Noah’s Ark and his golden heart
Wait, I bear the holy mark although my soul is dark
A sleepless for every promise I would never keep
Ten thousand on sheets although I never sleep
I’m havin’ day dreams of eatin’ you out
My face is the best fuckin’ seat in the house
Wait, no sympathy we take it religiously
I took your bitch to Tiffany she had an epiphany
Trips to Tripoli don’t trip we do this shit differently
The sound of victory, I also drowned in the symphony
Now tell these fuckin’ house rats, me I got the mouse trap
Load and cock it back and tell ’em all to meet me out back
Three stacks for a loud pack
No bad for a outcast
Pulled up in that big boy
Never thought I would bounce back

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce back
Bitch I run the whole check up then I bounce back
My lil’ baby like to get on top and bounce it
Run it back up on that ass when she bounce it
You know I brought a whole pound
I’m the man in my town
Bitch I spent that whole check then I bounce back
I run this back up on that ass

Belly – Hollywood Interlude

[Hook]
She would do for a pair of shoes or a row of pearl
With these superficial girls
In this artificial world
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
If you knew what it would take to love me down
You would turn back around
And I’d return to this two-faced town
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood

[Verse 1]
I take this bottle form the shelf go straight to bottom where all my demons dwell
She said welcome to Hell where you can scream but they won’t hear you yell
On the first train to Hollywood
Train to Hollywood
To go find someone else
Baby I can be what you need
Be what you need
Cause I don’t feel like myself
La la la la la la
Oh no, I don’t feel like myself
La la la la la la

[Hook]
She would do for a pair of shoes or a row of pearl
With these superficial girls
In this artificial world
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
If you knew what it would take to love me down
You would turn back around
And I’d return to this two-faced town
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood
La la la la la la la
Hollywood

Belly – Seven Day Love

[Verse 1: Belly]
You used to hit my phone to make a dick appointment
Used to tell me he was nothing but a disappointment
Used to watch him suffer for your own enjoyment
And he would send you checks for nothing like its unemployment
Back to the streets that I roam like Caesar’s home
I sleep alone don’t need a throne to each his own
She’s cold my sheets cold I dream alone
Invested in her but now she’d rather be alone
I keep a black rose that in the back of a black Rolls
That I use like a black hearse no church just black clothes
Hold up, I lay back and took the last sip
I told her my dick taste like the last bitch
Pic reveal, this shit is real
And if these drugs don’t kill me I swear these bitches will
Your picture on my window sill I just get the chills
But somethings missin’ from the picture still

[Hook: Belly & Ashanti]
Layin’ in this bed I don’t even sleep
Summer come around we don’t even speak
Say you goin’ away I don’t even reach ya
Seven day love got me feelin’ weak
Oh lord
Oh lord, oh lord, oh lord
Oh lord

[Verse 2: Belly]
I used dream about her even fiend about her
Bad bitches she got a team around her
I was the plug when she needed power
I show up and her leaning like the Pisa tower
Life’s a bitch and you can’t play in fate
Then she broke my heart and left a band-aid
I wish we fell in love with our eyes closed
Say the word and I’ma show up with the blindfolds
Flexin’, you always flexin’ fuck all your exes
You in the baller section tryna teach us all a lesson
So I don’t bother calling you don’t bother textin’
Ironically I think I get the message

[Break]
Hey
I haven’t heard from you in a while
I just want to say
I just pray that you stay safe

[Hook: Belly & Ashanti]
Layin’ in this bed I don’t even sleep
Summer come around we don’t even speak
Say you goin’ away I don’t even reach ya
Seven day love got me feelin’ weak
Oh lord
Oh lord, oh lord, oh lord
Oh lord
Layin’ in this bed I don’t even sleep
Summer come around we don’t even speak
Say you goin’ away I don’t even reach ya
Seven day love got me feelin’ weak
Oh lord
Oh lord, oh lord, oh lord
Oh lord

[Outro]
To answer your life goals before anything else
I love you

[Hook: Belly & Ashanti]
Layin’ in this bed I don’t even sleep
Summer come around we don’t even speak
Say you goin’ away I don’t even reach ya
Seven day love got me feelin’ weak
Oh lord
Oh lord, oh lord, oh lord
Oh lord

Belly – Actin Different

[Verse 1]
I say I’m going ham but it’s against my religion
Came in this bitch, never ask for permission
Try to think it over and you prolly overthinking
Am I tripping, grown man talking like bitches
These days I can barely even tell the difference
Hate in their blood like a motherfucking sickness
Wet pussy dripping, got lil ma slipping
And you wanna act livid cause we all living
There’s enough to go around, we can all get it
And they small world [?]
I’m a savage I’ve been acting viscous
All this money got me acting different
I just need a pack of bad bitches, that’ll blasphemy like they sacrilegious

[Hook]
Lately I’ma savage I’ve been acting viscous
They say this money got me acting different
They say this money got me acting different
They say this money got me acting different
I fell in love with this shit, got myself addicted
You can’t complain about the pain, when it’s self inflicted
I’m talking jealous friends, these selfish bitches
They say this money got me acting different
Oh Lord

[Verse 2]
You most be from Hell for Heaven sake
She make holy water evaporate
I might eat the pussy if I have a date
Revenge got a better aftertaste
24/7 my mama pray
12 never ever cracked a case
I’m cracking cases just to celebrate
Money is all I will ever chase
Taking birds, ooou you say that you selling weight
You know we call that shit feather weight
I snap on everything realest made
Opportunity knock, I answer the door in my robe and socks
She take some shoes for the pussy
You sell your soul for the box

[Hook]
Lately I’ma savage I’ve been acting viscous
They say this money got me acting different
They say this money got me acting different
They say this money got me acting different
I fell in love with this shit, got myself addicted
You can’t complain about the pain, when it’s self inflicted
I’m talking jealous friends, these selfish bitches
They say this money got me acting different
Oh Lord

Belly – Can’t Feel A Thing

[Verse 1: Belly]
Screaming until we overdose
I almost did the other day
You can’t handle what you’re seeing, baby
You should look away
I was laying in the kitchen
Shit, I didn’t even pray
Smile all on my face
This the shit that I embrace
Boy I blow a quarter million
Got it just the other day
So addicted to prescriptions
And these dirty concentrates
I been popping, I been sipping
I been smoking, all day
Half a trip away, I’m a doctors slip away

[Hook: Belly]
Why do you feel so different to me
Something feels so different to me
(You know, you know)
Maybe you’re just drifting with me (I know, I know)
Honestly I can’t feel a thing (you know, you know, you know)
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me

[Verse 2: Belly]
[?], baby
Bitches come and go
You don’t even love me when the batch is running low
Nevermind, you were never mine
That’s a lie
Money made you blind
I can see it in your eyes
Getting high every 45 minutes
[So nice]
Pop a couple Adderalls
Wash it down with percocet
Think I need some padded walls
Leaning just in case I fall
Only cheap liquor left
Smell like rubbin alcohol

[Hook: Belly]
What are you facing different to me?
Different to me
So different to me
(You know, you know)
[Maybe you’re just drifting with me] (I know, I know)
Honestly I can’t feel a thing (you know, you know, you know)
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me
Different to me

OnCue – Boy On the Come Up

[Intro]
Simply barbaric, barbaric
Barbaric!
Let that word resound, from hill to hill, from valley to valley, across the broad land
Hear me!

[Verse 1]
Yeah I’m big headed but you small minded
I try and get it, hey, whole team grinding
Fuck what they say, yeah I put my time in
Aw, I need a Louis lining, Michelin star dining
Imma be honest
I was eating Little Caesar’s with the buffalo ranch
Fuck all you geezers, yeah, you fuckin’ old men
Flow barbaric, let my fam come then
Guess she know all my lyrics so she taking off her pants
Cuey be that next shit, Imma cop a X6
Flex on my exes, they already think I’m sexist
All that corny shit you call your raps don’t impress us
Better pay attention, watch how I finesse this
Goddamn, all you rappers are lucky that I fell off
Better switch plans, next six months Imma go the hell off
Yeah, I’m dropping all these records like it’s motherfucking light work
You’re dropping all your records, praying, hoping that it might work
Yeah, I’m showing now like Ds in a tight shirt
Wanna get like this? Then you better fix your life first

[Bridge]
I’ve been on a wave, mama asking how its going
Told her I don’t play, she said the fuck boy’s are fake cause my boy on the come up
I’ve been on a wave bitch, know you see me glowing
You stuck on that same shit, so save it (yeah, your boy on the come up)

[Chorus]
You already know, hey, you already know, hey
Yeah, your boy on the come up
It was written in stone, yeah, everything will go, oh
Yeah, your boy on the come up
You already know, yeah, you already know
Yeah, your boy on the come up
It was written in stone, yeah, shit’s about to blow, oh

[Verse 2]
Said fucking shit, my shit been booming
And money talk, talk that I be fluent
If it’s not, then please keep it moving, I’ont got the time
Yeah, you wasn’t there, wasn’t there when I was losing, all starving then
I mean, barely no food, and I swore to god
I’ll come back to prove I was always right
I see your name in my missed calls now
Hey, girl, you got me pissed off now
I lift off, so you criss cross now
Thinking that you Kylie, you my Rick Ross now
Imma go from summer to the winter, hey
Born a loser but I turned into a winner, hey
Learned it by the finger, if you’re tryna take my dinner, hey
Look what I spit, I repent, I’m a sinner, oh
Ain’t no option when your back against the wall
Break down the motherfucker, hammer or a saw
I keep going ham, oh baby, I keep going off
Go grab your camera, cause your boy about to ball
This persisistence, talent – that’s a win (?)
Way back when, when I put you on my shit
You turned up your nose, but I stiffed up my lip
Can’t hold it in, baby, goddamn I’m the shit

[Bridge]
I’ve been on a wave, mama asking how its going
Told her I don’t play, she said the fuck boy’s are fake cause my boy on the come up
I’ve been on a wave bitch, know you see me glowing
You stuck on that same shit so save it (yeah, your boy on the come up)

[Chorus]
You already know, hey, you already know, hey
Yeah, your boy on the come up
It was written in stone, yeah, everything will go, oh
Yeah, your boy on the come up
You already know, hey, you already know
Yeah, your boy on the come up
It was written in stone, yeah, shit’s about to blow, oh

OnCue – Eat Your Heart Out

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Here we go again
We’re not the same as we were back then
Thought I told ya that we prolly better off as friends
To keep it buck I can’t stand ya
I don’t wanna to pretend
I don’t know where to begin, ay
I ain’t really fuckin’ with you
But I love fuckin’ you
That must be my problem
I was born with a dick, girl
Wrote some songs
Paid some some dues
Now I’m the fucking shit, girl
Used to be blood, no Piru
Now it’s all hit girl
Swear on everything
You don’t need me
Your idea of a good weekend is PJ’s, TV
I ain’t creepin’ but everytime we get back together I look in the mirror and I don’t see me
That’s a problem
That’s a problem I got a lot of ’em and I stay inside ’em
And I don’t leave them for much (Much!)
Shit I told you from the jump (Jump!)
That I’m broken all inside
Baby I don’t like to front
But my plan is to take the world over
Sit on top and just stunt
I ain’t worried about them other guys
My hunch is that they lunch, oh yeah

[Bridge]
We should let this go, girl
I swear that you don’t listen
Won’t you take my word, yeah
I promise you’re not missing out on anything
Say you trippin’ and bitchin’ at me, oh

[Hook]
Go and eat your heart out
Oh, go and eat your heart out
Go, go, go, go , and eat your heart out
Go, go, go, go and eat your heart out, now
Go and eat your heart out, now

[Verse 2]
You used to be the one who took the pain away
Kept it real with me, always set me straight
I used to hit it hard like an 808
Now your life is DVR and gaining weight
God damn it, wrong places
Walk around the crib like it was filled with hot sand
If I say a wrong statement
My stance is always sorry
But you won’t take it
Please, can you, candor?
Girl, you filled with hatred
You don’t even realize
You got a season pass to this dick
And you still ridin’
You pry and you ask
Pick a bitch and you still fight it
You swear that you love me up and down and you stand by it
I think you on auto pilot, honestly
Yeah, your boy taking over
Been plottin’ on this shit since I cut toys and the sodas
Oh, yeah, damn I’m a soldier
So give me a fucking Rover and a Anna Kournikova
Yeah, I’m good

[Bridge]
We should let this go, girl
I swear that you don’t listen
Won’t you take my word, yeah
I promise you’re not missing out on anything
Say you trippin’ and bitchin’ at me, oh

[Hook]
Go and eat your heart out
Oh, go and eat your heart out
Go, go, go, go and eat your heart out
Go, go, go, go and eat your heart out, now
Go and eat your heart out, now

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