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Bring Me the Horizon – Doomed (At The Royal Albert Hall) (Live) letras

Cut off my wings and come lock me up,
Just pull the plug yeah, I’ve had enough.
Tear me to pieces, sell me for parts,
You’re all vampires so here,

You can have my heart (my heart, my heart),
You can have my heart (my heart, my heart),
You can have my heart (my heart, my heart),
You can have my heart (my heart, my heart).
You can have my…

The world’s a funeral, I run with ghosts,
No hint of movement, no sign of pulse.
Only an echo, just skin and bone,
They kick the chair but we, we help tie the rope.

You can have my heart (my heart, my heart),
You can have my heart (my heart, my heart),
You can have my heart (my heart, my heart),
You can have my heart (my heart, my heart).
You can have my…

So come rain on my parade,
Cause I want to feel it.
Come shove me over the edge,
Cause my head is in overdrive.
I’m sorry but it’s too late,
And it’s not worth saving.
So come rain on my parade!
I think we’re doomed,
I think we’re doomed,
And now there’s no way back.

You must of made some kind of mistake,
I asked for death, but instead I’m awake.
The devil told me "No room for cheats",
I thought I sold my soul, but he kept the receipt.

So leave the lights on I’m coming home,
It’s getting darker but I carry on.
The sun don’t shine but it never did,
And when it rains, it fucking pours,
But I think I like it.
And you know that I’m love with the mess,
I think I like it.

So come rain on my parade,
Cause I want to feel it.
Come shove me over the edge,
Cause my head is in overdrive.
I’m sorry but it’s too late,
And it’s not worth saving.
So come rain on my parade!
I think we’re doomed,
I think we’re doomed,
And now there’s no way back.
I think we’re doomed,
I think we’re doomed,
And now there’s no way back.

So come rain on my parade,
Cause I want to feel it.
Come shove me over the edge,
Cause my head is in overdrive.
I’m sorry but it’s too late,
And it’s not worth saving.
So come rain on my parade!
I think we’re doomed,
I think we’re doomed,
And now there’s no way back.

Taylor Gang – Sleep At Night (feat. Wiz Khalifa & Tuki Carter) letras

[Intro: Tuki Carter]
Yo what up, what up
This is Tuki Toker A.K.A. Tuki Taylor A.K.A. Tuki Carter
A.K.A. Taylor Gang Volume 1, all up in your momma living room nigga
Yea, you know that, Gang Gang

[Verse 1: Tuki Carter]
Who time, my time, my time
My life is your timeline, look
All my hoes is way fine, I’m so dope you smell mine
Like them hipsters and them coke lines
I buy zips of Danny Glover call me Mr. You Can’t Blow Mine
So high new name Skyline
I love my time so don’t waste mine
We gon’ smoke and we gon’ fuck
Quickie, Quickie please no hickies
I got a bitch this shit is risky, look
To keep it player you’s a hater, look
Pillow talking with a bitch we sharing?
Doesn’t add up calculator
Doesn’t add up calculator, look
Pimping, pimping good with women
Silly Simpson sipping women
Taylor Gang, a gang of bitches
Say my name it equal riches
Who’s your man this niggas tripping
Baller fishing, rats rats [?] this niggas dipping
Pap his ass and take his woman
Got some more and kept it pimping
Roll a J and smoke a J, count some bread and went to bead

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Sleep at night, help me sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night
Sleep at night, sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night
Baby mama say that I ain’t living right
But all this counting money help me sleep at night
Sleep at night, help me sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Driving in a foreign and I got a warrant
Smoking on that dope I ain’t got no hope
A bitch hit the dope now she gotta choke
Riding in that Porsche like it’s a roller coaster
I done rode a train, I done flown to Spain
I done a rolled a plane, smoked some Mary Jane
I dont changed the game, I done changed the game
Now they know my name, now they know my name
Came and stole my style they ain’t got they own
Came and stole my style cuz it had they mind gone
Smoking on that strong, smoking on that strong
On my iPhone, your bitch trynna bone

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
All this counting money help me sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night
Baby mama say that I ain’t living right
But all this counting money help me sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night
All this counting money help me sleep at night

Pharrell – Runnin’ (From “Hidden Figures”) letras

[Verse 1]
Summertime in Virginia was a oven(oven)
All the kids eating ice cream with their cousins (cousins)
I was studyin’ while you was playing the dozens (dozens)
Don’t act like you was there when you wasn’t

[Refrain 1]
Runnin’ from the man (man) runnin’ from the badge (badge)
Don’t act like you was there when you wasn’t
Runnin’ toward our plans (plans) and the judges hands (hands)
Don’t act like you was there when you wasn’t

[Pre-Chorus]
I know they say you crawl for your own
But in my mind I already jog
If I stand still I cannot get far
They want the Moon, I’m on Mars

[Chorus]
Sometime my mind dives deep
When I’m runnin’
I don’t want no free ride
I’m just sick and tired of runnin’
Some nights I cry
Cause I can see the day comin’
Together we fight
Oh, but no more runnin’

[Verse 2]
You and I are not different from each other (other)
Shut our eyes, when we slumber I see numbers (numbers)
Black and white, we’re computers, I am colored (colored)
Don’t act like you was there when you wasn’t

[Refrain 2]
From runnin’ to exams (exams) to jobs for a man (man)
Don’t act like you was there when you wasn’t
In the law of the land (land) the women were often banned (banned)
Don’t act like you was there when you wasn’t

[Pre-Chorus]
I know they say you crawl for your own
But in my mind I already jog
If I stand still I cannot get far
They want the Moon, I’m on Mars

[Chorus]
Sometime my mind dives deep
When I’m runnin’
I don’t want no free ride
I’m just sick and tired of runnin’
Some nights I cry
Cause I can see the day comin’
Together we fight
Oh, but no more runnin’

[Pre-Chorus]
I know they say you crawl for your own
But in my mind I already jog
If I stand still I cannot get far
They want the Moon, I’m on Mars

[Chorus]
Sometime my mind dives deep
When I’m runnin’
I don’t want no free ride
I’m just sick and tired of runnin’
Some nights I cry
Cause I can see the day comin’
Together we fight
Oh, but no more runnin’

Montana of 300 – Wifin You letras

[Hook]
I cut off all my bitches, only thing on my mind is you
And whenever I’m hittin’ it, I’m thinkin’ ’bout spending my life with you
Swear, while I be pipin’ you
Swear, I’m thinkin’ ’bout wifin’ you
I make lots of money, but I still make time for you
You’re sweeter than honey, and these other bitches ain’t fly as you
Swear, while I be pipin’ you
Swear, I’m thinkin’ ’bout wifin’ you

[Verse 1]
You be my woman, my wife, I promise to love you for life
You got more juice than Sunny Delight
I’ll be your plumber, give you pipe
See, she make me think I can sing, make me forget that I rap
She cook me breakfast on the stove, I slide my dick in from the back
I’m in love with this bitch
While she ride this dick, I be rubbin’ her tits
Sometimes I can’t help it, I think to myself
Man, this pussy so good, I might cum in this bitch
Say yes or say no, the decision is yours
Was gettin’ lots of bitches, now mission abort
I cut bitches off like umbilical cords
Now come ride this dick cause it’s yours
I’m ridin’ with you to wherever God take us
The haters can’t break us, girl let’s stack this cake up
I feel on your booty while you do your makeup
I make time for you just like my name was Jacob
I don’t ever worry cause I think you worthy
Like, James up the game, and I hung up my jersey
It’s DBC gang, yeah that’s why I talk dirty
And every time we bangin’, you bust like my .30

[Hook]
I cut off all my bitches, only thing on my mind is you
And whenever I’m hittin’ it, I’m thinkin’ ’bout spending my life with you
Swear, while I be pipin’ you
Swear, I’m thinkin’ ’bout wifin’ you
I make lots of money, but I still make time for you
You’re sweeter than honey, and these other bitches ain’t fly as you
Swear, while I be pipin’ you
Swear, I’m thinkin’ ’bout wifin’ you

[Verse 2]
I used to have lots of hoes, shawty thought I was a pimp
See, she fell in love with my stroke, she ain’t know that I could swim
She throw that ass back for a G, she know she fuck with a boss
I love when she cum on my D, hop up and she lick it all off
Got me gravitatin’ with infatuation
Had to cut em’ off, baby, amputation
Made that cancellation for a damn queen
Now my hands clean, baby, sanitation
Colder than winter, don’t wanna lose her
She a winner, my favorite place is up in her
Slide in like a splinter, might treat that pussy like dinner
Legs in the air like antennas
Then climb up on top like a wrestler, she down for the count
Hold her leg up whenever I pin her
I cut like a dealer, my baby cum, I cum with her
Take care of that box, I deliver, she wet like a river
She drippin’, we lit like a candle
I’m thumbin’ the clit like I’m flickin’ through channels
We switch positions, I spank her with no paddle
I came on her back like a camel, she shake and I rattle

[Hook]
I cut off all my bitches, only thing on my mind is you
And whenever I’m hittin’ it, I’m thinkin’ ’bout spending my life with you
Swear, while I be pipin’ you
Swear, I’m thinkin’ ’bout wifin’ you
I make lots of money, but I still make time for you
You’re sweeter than honey, and these other bitches ain’t fly as you
Swear, while I be pipin’ you
Swear, I’m thinkin’ ’bout wifin’ you

Young Jeezy – G-Wagon letras

[Intro]
Uh, yeah
Uh, whoop-whoop, trey
Aye this one right here ain’t even about the money bruh
Already know, yeah
Let’s do this shit one more time on these niggas man
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

[Hook]
Uh, I said I hopped up out that g-wagon
Glock got my Balmain jeans sagging
Uh, and my wrist look like a disco
Uh, translation I’m the shit ho
Uh, half a ticket at your mama house
Uh, in all 20’s in your mama couch
Uh, we drop them bitches in the microwave
Uh, I made a million with that microwave

[Verse 1]
Trey right back to shining on these pussy niggas
Uh, been a minute, perfect timing on these pussy niggas
Uh, ask about me state to state, bitch ain’t nothing to fake
Uh, they know my new estate, yeah it got a lake
Bitch got a camera phone and she taking pictures
Bitch I’m shell shocked, it’s making me suspicious
Right outside the spot, I’m like "fuck em"
And if I cut the nigga off you know I didn’t trust him

[Hook]
Uh, I said I hopped up out that g-wagon
Glock got my Balmain jeans sagging
Uh, and my wrist look like a disco
Uh, translation I’m the shit ho
Uh, half a ticket at your mama house
Uh, in all 20’s in your mama couch
Uh, we drop them bitches in the microwave
Uh, I made a million with that microwave

[Verse 2]
These bitches on me, huh
These bitches want me, huh
They ain’t gonna holler at you niggas cause you phony, huh
Well you ain’t never lie
Yeah bitch I’m certified
I lost a million ran up, shit left me traumatized
You out here ball capping you like them rap niggas
I’m in the zone wrapping, I’m like them trap niggas
I’m sitting on new leather, I’m screaming "who better?"
You came with that nigga? Bitch you should do better
What’s happening?

[Hook]
Uh, I said I hopped up out that g-wagon
Glock got my Balmain jeans sagging
Uh, and my wrist look like a disco
Uh, translation I’m the shit ho
Uh, half a ticket at your mama house
Uh, in all 20’s in your mama couch
Uh, we drop them bitches in the microwave
Uh, I made a million with that microwave

[Verse 3]
Arm and hammer, here we go, here we go
He gon’ be mad at him (why?) water on the floor
Told my jeweler "go make it flow", that water on my wrist
Canary diamonds in that motherfucker, I like yellow piss
Uh, glass handle, glass pot
Bounce back, yeah, I’m sir miss a lot
Looking at my Rollie, that bitch say 6 o’clock
That duffle bag from Wal-Mart that bitch hold 60 blocks, trey

[Hook]
Uh, I said I hopped up out that g-wagon
Glock got my Balmain jeans sagging
Uh, and my wrist look like a disco
Uh, translation I’m the shit ho
Uh, half a ticket at your mama house
Uh, in all 20’s in your mama couch
Uh, we drop them bitches in the microwave
Uh, I made a million with that microwave

[Outro]
I just want to give a shoutout to all the niggas that turned their back on me. All the niggas that switched sides on me. All the niggas that ran to the other side like the grass is greener. Haha I want to shout out you pussy niggas, you’ll see me ball. You will see me ball, you bitch ass niggas what’s happening?

ItsTheReal – Dave Matthews Bands letras

[Chorus] x2
Disrespectful money
Paper keep cuttin’ my hands
Countin’ white faces
I got Dave Matthews Bands
(Bands’ll make her Dancing Nancies)
Dave Matthews Bands
(Bands’ll make her Dancing Nancies)
Dave Matthews Bands

[Jeff]
Bought a yacht, but I need a lot to park it in
Fran Tarkenton, all-over carpeting
In a black cardigan, I’m outta the red
Booking info in the bio just to get outta bed
Gotta slander Lin Miranda, I’m tired of seeing Hamiltons
Too many digits in a row, my money rambling
My house is tore up; put another floor up
Searching por the oro, I’m Dora the Exploro
Throwing stacks of paper, gonna send me to detention
Piles to the ceiling, I might need an intervention
Two heavy wrists, arms can’t lift
Neck all broke because of my necklace

[Chorus] x2
Disrespectful money
Paper keep cuttin’ my hands
Countin’ white faces
I got Dave Matthews Bands
(Bands’ll make her Dancing Nancies)
Dave Matthews Bands
(Bands’ll make her Dancing Nancies)
Dave Matthews Bands

[Eric]
Money silly, courtside Trippin billies
Entrepreneur, I make a killing
Moved all my shoeboxes full of cash outta my room to my car
Because my car ain’t got no motherfucking ceiling. Ya feel me?
Whippin’ work and now I’m rolling in dough
Whippin’ foreigns like I’m Indiana Jones
Plural euros when in Rome. Hansel and Gretel
Dropping guap so I can find my way home
Money keep calling, gotta get a second line
Make it rain, Morris Day and the Time
You can’t hold a candle. My house Dave Matthews Bando
Trappin’ and hacky sackin’ in my sandals

[Chorus] x2
Disrespectful money
Paper keep cuttin’ my hands
Countin’ white faces
I got Dave Matthews Bands
(Bands’ll make her Dancing Nancies)
Dave Matthews Bands
(Bands’ll make her Dancing Nancies)
Dave Matthews Bands

(saxophone solo)

High Klassified – Gold (feat. Mick Jenkins) letras

[Chorus]
Gold all in our skin
Water in our eyes
They say melanin is sin
I just can’t see why
‘Cause you love our style ‘cause you love our skin
‘Cause you love our food but there ain’t no love within
I got gold all in my skin
Water in my eyes

[Verse 1]
Don’t get complacent with me
Got my shorty on my side
She go places with me
Got my back
Even when she face to faces with me
Got this water she throw back a couple cases with me
Couple cases, won’t you take it back to basics with me
White rabbits everywhere yeah you know we in the matrix
Might need lasik if you can’t see
Feel like I met Banksy
The truth is in the pictures we be painting
And sometimes I’m distracted by your dainty love

[Chorus]
Gold all in our skin
Water in our eyes
They say melanin is in
I just can’t see why
‘Cause you love our style ‘cause you love our skin
‘Cause you love our food but there ain’t no love within
I got gold all in my skin
Water in my eyes

[Chorus]
Gold all in our skin
Water in our eyes
They say melanin is sin
I just can’t see why
‘Cause you love our style ‘cause you love our skin
‘Cause you love our food but there ain’t no love within
I got gold all in my skin
Water in my eyes

Eearz – Showin Love (feat. Slim Jxmmi & Jim Jones) letras

[Intro: Slim Jxmmi]
(Ear Drummers)
Ay E, we ain’t worried bout no haters this year
Sremmlife, E to the streets

[Hook: Eearz]
Oh they showing all this love, they showing all this love
I can’t forget my thugs and all of us is thugs
I do this shit for y’all, they showing all this love
They showing all this love, they showing all this love
I can’t forget my thugs and all of us is thugs
I do this shit for y’all, they showing all this love
They showing all this love, they showing all this love

[Verse 1: Eearz]
Fuck the po’s from my Jersey
Just gon’ make ’em wanna murk me
But that big one won’t let ’em hurt me
Y’all niggas oh shit
Y’all niggas do not make me nervous
I stood up on all the curbs
I swear I done seen worse
Y’all niggas don’t want the work
I’m bout to show y’all boys the worst
Until they lay me in a hearse
And you can label me as first, uh
Icon in your eye
Champagne on they face
Every table I’ma stand
Ragtag with my mans
Damn we gon’ ride till the casket
Drummer need a bigger plot
To fit the jewels and the rocks
I better reach the climax
Walking and I made a (?)
At the top boy I’m locked on
Top chart, Billboard
I keep putting on where I’m from
And they show me so much love

[Hook: Eearz]
Oh they showing all this love, they showing all this love
I can’t forget my thugs and all of us is thugs
I do this shit for y’all, they showing all this love
They showing all this love, they showing all this love
I can’t forget my thugs and all of us is thugs
I do this shit for y’all, they showing all this love
They showing all this love, they showing all this love

[Verse 2: Jim Jones]
These bitches niggas help me throw it off
Cop the foreign then show it off
Riding shotty, no sawed off
Hopping out of them four doors
My bitch packing that .44
Told the plug I need more raw
Cop cars you never saw before
Pop bottles in Audemar
Got the big crib, six rooms, AKs in my corridor
60k for that Audemar, bad bitches like Bora Bora
Uptown always had the work but I got it cheaper from Florida
Sold rugs from shore to shore
All facts, I’m sure, I’m sure
Whew look at my dab
Nah bitch look at this bag
200,000 look at the cash
Half of that bag I will put on your ass

[Hook: Eearz]
Oh they showing all this love, they showing all this love
I can’t forget my thugs and all of us is thugs
I do this shit for y’all, they showing all this love
They showing all this love, they showing all this love
I can’t forget my thugs and all of us is thugs
I do this shit for y’all, they showing all this love
They showing all this love, they showing all this love

[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]
I ain’t even from the city but they treat me like I own it
Breakfast in bed, good head in the morning
They showing all this love, they showing all this love
Put that on my mama, I’ll never be a scrub
Fucking bitches, popping bottles, smoking what I love
Bend it over, let me see it, like my name Bun
I said bend it over, let me see it, like my name Bun
You don’t wanna lose your bitch to a nigga this young
Feeling like I’m at the crib how they showing all this love
All the money that I’m getting, gotta thank the Man above
Everybody dapping, everybody want a hug
This one for my city, this one for my day ones
I say everybody dapping, everybody showing love
And this one for my city, this one here for my thugs

[Hook: Eearz]
Oh they showing all this love, they showing all this love
I can’t forget my thugs and all of us is thugs
I do this shit for y’all, they showing all this love
They showing all this love, they showing all this love
I can’t forget my thugs and all of us is thugs
I do this shit for y’all, they showing all this love
They showing all this love, they showing all this love

R. Kelly – Home For Christmas (12 Nights Of Christmas Album) letras

I’ll be home for Christmas
You can count on me
Please have snow and, and mistletoe
And presents under the tree

Christmas Eve will find you
Where the love light gleams
I’ll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams

Oh
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love light gleams
Well, I’ll be home for, for Christmas
If only in my dreams

R. Kelly – Mrs. Santa Claus (12 Nights Of Christmas Album) letras

I just came back from a lovely trip along the Milky Way
Stopped off at the North Pole to spend a holiday
I called on dear old Santa Claus
To see what I could see
He took me to his workshop
And told his plans to me, so

[Chorus]
You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
He’s making a list and checking it twice
Gonna find out who’s naughty and nice
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
He sees you when you’re sleepin’
He knows when you’re a wake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
Oh! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town

With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
And curly head dolls that toddle and coo
Elephants, boats, and kiddie cars too
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
Then kids in Girl and Boy land will have a jubilee
They’re gonna build a Toyland all around the Christmas tree
So! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town

Now Santa is a busy man, He has no time to play
He’s got millions of stockings to fill on Christmas day
You’d better write your letter now
And mail it right away
Because he’s getting ready
His reindeer’s and his sleigh. So

[Chorus]
You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
He’s making a list and checking it twice
Gonna find out who’s naughty and nice
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
He sees you when you’re sleepin’
He knows when you’re a wake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
Oh! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town

With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
And curly head dolls that toddle and coo
Elephants, boats, and kiddie cars too
Santa Claus is comin’ to town
Then kids in Girl and Boy land will have a jubilee
They’re gonna build a Toyland all around the Christmas tree
So! You better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is comin’ to town

R. Kelly – Once Upon A Time (12 Nights Of Christmas Album) letras

[ INTRO: Ganxta are?dd ]
It was a cold night
All the homies was kickin it in the g-rides
K.O.D. would load in the M-1
O.M.B. had the bass turned up loud
E.K.A. had the Uzi
Roscoe was holdin the A.K.
The phone rang
It was the Godfather
Givin us another issue
We got strapped, packed into the ride and ready to roll
(Roll) (roll) (roll)
And there they all go
I said "[Name], go up to that third block and flip a you-turn
Lyric clips ready? (ready) (ready)"

[ VERSE 1: Ganxta are?dd ]
Hit the gas, put on a ski mask, right when we pass…
(So what you think, are?dd?) smoke that ass
This ain’t a game, straight up reality
Made by the streets, done by insanity
Drive-by, yes, it’s the season
When the Ganxta kills for no reason
When an MC is slippin on the front porch
Stick em like a pitch fork, this is not New York
This is a concept comin from L.A.
The West Coast comin with the war braids
So you know we’re ready, Roscoe, is the hit squad ready?
Yes, they’re ready
It’s a clip to an Uzi that I insert
And at the show I unload at the concert
Yes, you just got tagged
Rolled to the bodybag is like rollin up a zig-zag
I can go on and on, tellin you war stories
About gangstas dyin for a territory
We claim the stage like the boulevard
It’s only for those who are hard
Hardcore, we give you more
Cause the bass is bumpin from the third floor
So you look up and all you see is the T.R.I.B.E.
You have a teardrop tacked to your eye
25 to life, so you better get with it
You ask who did it, the Ganxta are?dd did it

[ CHORUS: The Godfather Rock TE ]
Once upon a drive-by it was me and the Ganxta are?dd
MC’s try to sweat the dawg, this is what he did
[ singing ]
Time is tickin, the world’s gone bad
You ain’t with it, you better step back
Feel the wrath of the Ganxta are?dd
[ Ganxta are?dd ]
Damn, that’s a hard-ass lyric!
[ Godfather singing ]
Time is tickin, the world’s gone bad
You ain’t with it, you better step back
Feel the wrath of the Ganxta are?dd

[ Ganxta are?dd ]
That’s how it is in the streets of L.A.
People gettin killed today
You smile now and later you die
By a drive-by, you only have time to see the bullets fly
On the news it was televised
An Astrovan on Daytons strolled by
You think I lie? O.M.B. supplies the R.I.-
P. to the busters in front of me
Sweat that ass every time he sees me
Cause I hold the mic and stomp
Cuttin your head on a tree stump, watch the crowd I pump
When it’s quiet on the set E.K.A. gets upset
Fuck that shit, Ganxta are?dd’s up next
And this is a death threat
Time after time you forget
That this is a drive-by hit
Fuck a Dayton-stealer
Don-L the K.O.D. is the walk-by ladykiller
Then I turn to the R…
Rock, Roscoe, Rob and Rook
And the are?dd, yeah, he’s the microphone crook
O is the left hook
Like when Brooklyn comes to L.A., you get took
So analyze the outlook
The old days a drive-by was heavy
Cause it was done by Machinegun Kelly
The new days this game is to live or die
In L.A. once upon a drive-by

[ CHORUS: The Godfather Rock TE ]
Once upon a drive-by it was me and the Ganxta are?dd
MC’s try to sweat the dawg, this is what he did
[ singing ]
Time is tickin, the world’s gone bad
You ain’t with it, you better step back
Feel the wrath of the Ganxta are?dd
[ Ganxta are?dd ]
Damn, that’s a hard-ass lyric!
[ Godfather singing ]
Time is tickin, the world’s gone bad
You ain’t with it, you better step back
Feel the wrath of the Ganxta are?dd

[ *DJ EZ Mike scratches* ]

[ VERSE 3: Ganxta are?dd ]
It can’t be stopped, and it’s comin like a blindside
Once upon a drive-by came from the westside
Yes, all you can do is wet your lips
Hopin you don’t get hit by the next lyric clip
I turn down the bass so I can feel ya
Ganxta are?dd is the microphone killer
You just got smoked cause the gangsta in me is loc’ed
Stop jackin for spokes
Or else you get picked on O. Mobsta Bass bomb
Another gangsta from the funk farm
This one is created
By the are, muthafucka, who stated
That this jam is rated are
That was the last seminar
We witness a murder on the boulevard
Yes, we just been spotted, spotted on the radar
Soldiers sent from the ?????
Cause we’re comin in too hard
Too hard (too hard) (too hard)

R. Kelly – It’s Christmas Day (12 Nights Of Christmas Album) letras

Day One
Dear Nuala,
Thank you very much for your lovely present of a partridge in a pear-tree
We’re getting the hang of feeding the partridge now,
Although it was difficult at first to win its confidence
It bit the mother rather badly on the hand
But they’re good friends now and we’re keeping the pear-tree indoors in a bucket
Thank you again
Yours affectionately, Gobnait O’Lúnasa

Day Two
Dear Nuala,
I cannot tell you how surprised we were to hear from you so soon again and to receive your lovely present of two turtle doves
You really are too kind
At first the partridge was very jealous
And suspicious of the doves and they had a terrible row the night the doves arrived
We had to send for the vet but the birds are okay again
And the stitches are due to some out in a week or two
The vet’s bill was 8 but the mother is over her annoyance now
And the doves and the partridge are watching the telly from the pear-tree as I write Yours ever, Gobnait

Day Three
Dear Nuala,
We must be foremost in your thoughts
I had only posted my letter when the three French hens arrived
There was another sort-out between the hens and the doves,
Who sided with the partridge, and the vet had to be sent for again
The mother was raging because the bill was 16 this time
But she has almost cooled down
However, the fact that the birds’ droppings keep falling down
On her hair whilen she’s watching the telly, doesn’t help matters
Thanking you for your kindness
I remain, your Gobnait

Day Four
Dear Nuala,
You mustn’t have received my last letter when you were sending us the four calling birds There was pandemonium in the pear-tree again last night and the vet’s bill was 32
The mother is on sedation as I write
I know you meant no harm and remain your close friend
Gobnauit

Day Five
Nuala,
Your generosity knows no bounds
Five gold rings! When the parcel arrived I was scared stiff that it might be more birds, because the smell in the living-room is atrocious
However, I don’t want to seem ungrateful for the beautiful rings
Your affectionate friend, Gobnait

Day Six
Nuala,
What are you trying to do to us? It isn’t that we don’t appreciate your generosity
But the six geese have not alone nearly murdered the calling birds
But they laid their eggs on top of the vet’s head
From the pear-tree and his bill was 68 in cash !
My mother is munching 60 grains of Valium a day
And talking to herself in a most alarming way
You must keep your feelings for me in check
Gobnait

Day Seven
Nuala,
We are not amused by your little joke
Seven swans-a-swimming is a most romantic idea but not in the bath of a private house
We cannot use the bathroom now because they’ve gone completely savage
And rush the door every time we try to enter
If things go on this way, the mother and I will smell as bad as the living-room carpet Please lay off It is not fair
Gobnait

Day Eight
Nuala,
Who the hell do you think gave you the right to send eight,
Hefty maids-a-milking here, to eat us out of house and home?
Their cattle are all over the front lawn
And have trampled the hell out of the mother’s rose-beds
The swans invaded the living-room in a sneak attack
And the ensuing battle between them and the calling birds,
Turtle doves, French hens and partridge make the battle
Of the Somme seem like Wanderly Wagon
The mother is on a bottle of whiskey a day, as well as the sixty grains of Valium
I’m very annoyed with you
Gobnait

Day Nine
Listen you looser!
There’s enough pandemonium in this place night and day without nine drummers drumming, while the eight flaming maids-a-milking are beating my poor, old alcoholic mother out of her own kitchen and gobbling everything in sight
I’m warning you, you’re making an enemy of me
Gobnait

Day Ten
Listen manure-face,
I hope you’ll be haunted by the strains of ten pipers piping
Which you sent to torment us last night
They were aided in their evil work by those maniac drummers
And it wasn’t a pleasant sight to look out the window
And see eight hefty maids-a-milking pogo-ing around with the ensuing punk-rock uproar
My mother has just finished her third bottle of whiskey,
On top of a hundred and twenty four grains of Valium
You’ll get yours!
Gobnait O’Lúnasa

Day Eleven
You have scandalized my mother, you dirty Jezebel,
It was bad enough to have eight maids-a-milking dancing to punk music on the front lawn but they’ve now been joined by your friends the eleven Lords-a-leaping
And the antics of the whole lot of them would leave
The most decadent days of the Roman Empire looking like Outlook
I’ll get you yet, you loud bag!

Day Twelve
Listen slurry head,
You have ruined our lives
The twelve maidens dancing turned up last night
And beat the living daylights out of the eight maids-a-milking,
‘Cause they found them carrying on with the eleven Lords-a-leaping
Meanwhile, the swans got out of the living-room,
Where they’d been hiding since the big battle,
And savaged hell out of the Lords and all the Maids
There were eight ambulances here last night, and the local Civil Defence as well
The mother is in a home for the bewildered
And I’m sitting here, up to my neck in birds’ droppings, empty whiskey
And Valium bottles, birds’ blood and feathers,
While the flaming cows eat the leaves off the pear-tree
I’m a broken man

Demi Lovato – Stone Cold (Sub Español) letras

[Demi]
Stone cold, stone cold
You see me standing, but I’m dying on the floor
Stone cold, stone cold
Maybe if I don’t cry, I don’t feel anymore

Stone cold, baby
God knows I tried to feel
Happy for you
Know that I am redefined
And I understand, I’ll take the pain
Give me the truth, me and my heart
We’ll make it through
If happy is her, then I’m happy for you

Stone cold, stone cold
You’re dancing with her, but I’m staring at my phone
Stone cold, stone cold
I was your amber, but now she’s your shade of gold

Stone cold, baby
God knows I tried to feel
Happy for you
Know that I am redefined
And I understand, I’ll take the pain
Give me the truth, me and my heart
We’ll make it through
If happy is her, then I’m happy for you

Don’t let me be stone cold, stone cold
I wish I could whisper but here’s my pain
Know I’m happy for you
Know that I am redefined
And I understand
If happy is her, then I’m happy for you

Common – Red Wine (feat. Syd & Elena) letras

[Verse 1: Syd]
Red wine time on the couch
Happy you agreed to hang out
Keep my head in the clouds
Keep them old names out your mouth
I can make you laugh out loud
We the only ones in the house
I can help you body wind down
Make this bottle disappear right now
Get comfortable, comfortable
Get comfortable, comfortable
Get comfortable, comfortable
Let’s stay in for the night
Maybe take a walk outside
Let’s distance your pride
Me fall in love with your mind
If I look deep in your eyes
I can guess your zodiac sign
We ain’t got nothing but time
We can just chill and unwind
Get comfortable, comfortable
Get comfortable, comfortable
Get comfortable, comfortable

[Verse 2: Common]
Freedom is the road less traveled by the multitude
The mood, it’s the mode, it’s the culture
Where there’s food there’s vultures
More Tony now, back then I was Sosa
I was sent like a penny in a loafer
The 2Pac Deepak Chopra
On a plane drinking wine with Oprah
When I missed the dap I ain’t mean to insult her
Black Caesar, ey o amo roma
Tuto biene vino rosa
My dominican girl she loves soca
Take her to Minetta take her to the MOCA
Most of my friends at home that I’m close to
When they talk, put it on stone like a sculpture
Used to be a hooper, now I’m a hoper
Thoughts I bring to life like an ultra sound
I’m bound to the underground
Breaking walls down for the black and brown
A activist is active now
How far will you go for exposure?
Little homie in the paint tryna post up
Don’t make me have to put you on a poster
Posterized by what I vocalize
Weathered the storm like I know the skies
Yea we wear the mask but I know no disguise
These signs of the times are notarized
Written by the lord of the skies mortalized
In us, I got cold through cruel winters
Grandmas, defenders, Fred Hamptons agenda
Never been good with pretenders
They lying on the king like Simba
Dinner, branzino and red wine
Quality shared time
Fucking and laughing ’til its bed time
[Verse 3: Elena]
Red like my lips
Blue like past thoughts
Brown like your eyes
Just enough time
I can’t think now
You’re too close and I…
Might be too nice
These New York nights
Got me taking chances
I think your hands
Might look just right
If they held mine
Get comfortable, get comfortable
Get comfortable, get comfortable
Get comfortable, get comfortable
Get comfortable, get comfortable
Get two glasses
Now I’m swimming
Off the deep end
Heightened senses
No pretending
Make my head spin
I like dancing
In my bedroom
It’s just me and you
Put that tape on
Tell me what you want
Let’s just make time feel, long
Get comfortable, get comfortable
You could just stay for the night
Here, let me turn down the lights
Get comfortable, get comfortable
You can let go
Passion comes from down below
We go together like so
Get comfortable, get comfortable
Let’s make a toast
That we both can make the most of this time
Red wine

Blac Youngsta – Lil B*tch letras

[Intro]
Ay-ay-ay ay nigga-nigga-nigga
I go to war with anybody nigga
You know fuck nigga
923 beat by wall shit shit, gangsta shit, gang shit
If you ain’t gangsta, stay your lil busta ass on the porch
Fuck nigga, lil nigga

[Hook]
Bitch, uh, bitch
Aye, Lil bitch
Suck my dick
And my clique
I need a lick
Ate the pussy
Never bitch
I’m rich
Young nigga shit
Kill the shit
30 on my clip
I got quarter mil shit
Ice glist
Take a rest
Put a hit

[Verse 1]
Got my gun with the drum
Killers lay in your lawn
Bitch you better run
If I go to jail right now I’ma make my bond
I got what you want
I sell crack to cops
Gang bang, twist your hands
Big C, bigger B
Big Vice Lord, big GD
Hit a block
Scope the spot
Kill the cop
Whack an opp
Gang bang

[Hook]
Bitch, uh, bitch
Aye, Lil bitch
Suck my dick
And my clique
I need a lick
Ate the pussy
Never bitch
I’m rich
Young nigga shit
Kill the shit
30 on my clip
I got quarter mil shit
Ice glist
Take a rest
Put a hit

[Verse 2]
They want me dead
Got money on my head
I’m tryna duck the feds
They got me runnin’ scared
Cock my Glock
50 shots
Knock him out his socks
Body drop
Chopper talk
Rob you for your watch
Strip search on the block
Want everything you got
You ain’t never took a life nigga
You ain’t no red light killer
You don’t wanna go to war
You ain’t got your bread right nigga
Gang bang

[Hook]
Bitch, uh, bitch
Aye, Lil bitch
Suck my dick
And my clique
I need a lick
Ate the pussy
Never bitch
I’m rich
Young nigga shit
Kill the shit
30 on my clip
I got quarter mil shit
Ice glist
Take a rest
Put a hit

WATSON – Drama letras

[Verse]
I see you girl , sitting quietly
Act like you don’t know nobody
Drinkin drinking thinking
You can’t trust nobody
I popped like way too many
I can’t feel my body
I fucked like way to many bitches at this party
I don’t wanna talk to them
I just wanna talk to you
New bitch from outa space
La niggas fuck witchu I fuck witchu
La niggas fuck witchu I fuck witchu

[Pre]
Shawty off the juice
And I just wanna chill
She just wanna dance
But I just popped a pill
Shit is is getting real
I can’t feel my face
Don’t know what I’m drinking
Don’t know what I’m thinking

[Hook]
But I know what u like
I know what u hate lil mama
I don’t trust nobody i don’t need dat drama
I don’t love nobody i don’t need dat drama
I won’t fuck nobody else
Girl I want you

[Mini bridge]
Oh my
These Women
Really out here tryna get the pipe yuh
Oh Lord forgive her
She’s been drinking every night yah

[Verse 2]
But she gone hold me down yeah
Let’s me drown yeah
Make yo hips go up and down yah
Lick around yeah
You getting loud
I am so proud yeah
Tasting like ur pussy is the sweetest thang around yeah look atcha now yah
OOOO
She my little dirty bitch
Dirty night
Long day dirty Sprite
Gimmie head swallow life
Every drop outs site
New phone
No time for old hoes
New flows
More drops
More shows
More money
More dog

[Pre]
Shawty off the juice
And I just wanna chill
She just wanna dance
But I just popped a pill
Shit is is getting real
I can’t feel my face
Don’t know what I’m drinking
Don’t know what I’m thinking

[Hook]
But I know what u like
I know what u hate lil mama
I don’t trust nobody i don’t need dat drama
I don’t love nobody i don’t need dat drama
I won’t fuck nobody else
Girl I want you

Vic Spencer – Love For Vic letras

I’m the worst rapper yo..
How the worst rapper is the most hated tho?
Whatever…

Agh
Vic Spencer: the worst rapper from Chicago
They want me out the city as far as the chi-go
But im out here posted on dangerous blocks
With niggas that miss school and love slangin’ the Glock
Agh
Changing the plot, rearranging the flock
The circle has changed, now i get to aim at the box
Agh
This is World War Ten, i got bombs for ya’
See it in ya’ video lookin’ like Tom Sawyer (haha!)
Look how i came out the dirt and emerged
To be one of the greatest to ever do it without leaving the curb
Seein’ chicks curve niggas, and end up crashing
Seein’ one opinion turn the whole earth to bat-shit
Niggas that once knew me call me an angry uncle
I’m lookin’ at these niggas like "what the world has come to?"
(ugh?)
Very passionate about who I’m rappin’ with
So all of this loyal shit, I ain’t havin’ it
Agh
Bumping freight by Amy
Nothing changed me except for death
But either way, I’ll die the same
So many times I could’ve hide the pain
But you hear it in my voice every time i rhyme again
Sittin’ in the jewish restaurant with Dr. Mind Bender
And he from Belize blowin’ weed, look what time get ya’
Me and my wife havin’ a hard-time finding babysitters
Argument everyday, look what time get ya’ (agh)
Fixin’ the plot, i’ve been liftin’ a lot
Not the waste acquiesce when I’m skippin’ your block
In 98′ we was sippin’ ciroc, before the manufacture
I seen niggas come n’ go, look what life got ya’
Bars sound like I should never sit behind ’em
Spit a couple lines at ’em then they blind faster
Sometimes the mind matter if you fuck with me
But you point the finger at the wrong guy in the truck with weed
Posted in that bitch smokin’ out the backseat
No fucks to them rappers out here showing ass-cheecks (ew!)
Rafe ceiling lights in the tahoe
I’m safe in the hood over downtown Chicago
See some protesters, I don’t fuck with that shit
I be killin’ the role, petal wall stroll with the kicks
Ten years ago, at the taste in the see-thrus
Got me some pussy off wearin’ then 350 V2s
(agh)
I ain’t in to that lifestyle, I write wild
Tazmanian devil how I react now
The microphone I can hug on the spot
Appreciate all the love that I got, muhfucker
(oooh!)
That’s it… no more
Lyrical exercise
Death out of VI, right?

Tory Lanez – Time letras

[Verse]
Can’t believe I fell in love with her
Now I don’t even wanna fuck with her
Feel like nothing’s ever enough with her
Barely checking to see what’s up with her
Cause I had some player traits that I let you take away
You said you’ll stay the same and look how you changed your ways
And I feel like it’s half way my fault cause I’ve just…
I fell in love with her, knowing exactly what it was with her
Knowing nothing could ever ever be enough with her
I split up with her
And when I feel like I need it and she come up again
Back it up, again
Then we fight and we fuss and then we love, we lust
And then we kiss, we touch and we fuck again
We used to fuck all day
We’d rotate them blunts all day
You were down to hit that lick
We would split that shit both ways, ohh
But you don’t know
If it ain’t love what we come for?
Let them hoes be in the front rooms
While you and me count these hundos

Tory Lanez – Look No Further letras

[Intro]
Woah, woah
One more time, one time, one time
Woah, woah
One more time, one time, one time
Yeah, for real look, look

[Verse 1]
You gotta know I want you
I’m tryna be better than
Nigga making cars, this girl talkin’ my Letterman
Jacket, I pack it up on this motherfucking avenue
You know what I had to do
Was selling a pack or two
The money was all there, wasn’t a fortune
Tenets talking eviction, she stepping all on our doorstep
So I hit the corner, hustling out for Jordans
You up on my trap phone talking these abortions
Baby you know that all of this shit is for you
Baby I hit that broad up for us
Though I be bummy and scummy
Through wires and fire you know I be on it for us
Shawty when I’m in that there
I’ma win that there
I wear a king’s struggle till I’m sitting in that chair, yeah
So just promise that you’ll never forget me
And when you see me you better accept me
Remember the crew on the glo up
Everything on the show up
Selling till the door up tryna get all the dough up
I can take you care better, we can fuck a floater
Came a long way from tryna hustle a four up
Picture you sitting up in that kitchen
You cooking doing the dishes
I’m in the room wearing dope up
Shit’s changed, I done came from the pain
So when you see me promise that you’ll do the same shawty

[Hook]
And when the things change you’ll still be the same
And when things change you’ll still call my name
As a nigga shawty I’m just tryin, tryna change
You know things change, things change yeah

[Verse 2]
And I’m just tryna be better
With this nine in my sweater
I hit the avenue and grind for the cheddar
For that bread, for that beef, that lettuce I’m working
Even when it ain’t worth it I bring you that burger
Gotta know that we be flipping dope
The coppers is on corners watching so we getting ghost
But it’s you on top of my mind when I’m in the corner hustling
With all of my niggas you gotta know I got to hit the folks
But look you knew the vision, I got a hustle the dream
My niggas hustle and scheme
It’s tryna hustle something
And that’s adjustments it seems all of us from the bottom
So when we got it, got it, know it’s hustle over everything nigga
Old time nigga, old time nigga
Shawty fuck me like I’m your long time nigga
Make ’em all forget you, they got alzheimer’s nigga
And they say they want you, it’s a long lie nigga
If they don’t see you then they all blind niggas
I mean it’s either that or I’m a sharp eyed nigga
Cause I see you and I think baby we a duo
Selling shadow get our pockets fatter than a sumo
NWO, that’s the way we team up
You deserve an award then get your body link up
You ain’t scared to check me on corners where I be on it
And you know it’s where the bodmon but I link up
Man I (?) tings up but it ain’t about that
It’s about you and nothing else cause I’m about that
You ain’t just pop out the sky, had to scout that
Just a few reasons why you should never doubt that

[Outro]
Fargo, and it’s no one better
Used to show up in your house in that shogun leather
Used to push a Honda Accord in the 01 weather
Now me and you and that Wraith feel so much better, don’t it?
We came up together
It’s only right we Rolls Royce the lane up together
It’s only right we VVS the chain cuts together
And promise me you gon’ give me that same love forever
I swear I ain’t tryna play musical chairs
I ain’t here judging, I’m tryna come through in the clear
Fuck you, put two in the air
Fingers all through in your hair, tell me you love it
End of the day I’m just a TO nigga
I’m just tryna do better for ya
Tryna be the best so there ain’t nothing better for ya
Know how I feel, Fargo

Run The Jewels – Talk To Me letras

[Verse 1: Killer Mike]
We return from the depths of the badland
With a gun and a knife in our waistband
Went to war with the devil and shaytan
He wore a bad toupee and a spray tan
So high now, hoping that I land
On a Thai stick moving through Thailand
On the radio heard a plane hijack
Government be in debt while they cook crack
I move in a world of conspiracies
Obey no rules, I’m doing me
Smoke kush, transport to the airport
Customs found a joint in my passport
Pull cash and I gave him what he asked for
God damnit it’s a motherfucking miracle
Small bribe, made it back into America
Hit Uber and maneuvered out the area
Rhyme animal, pitbull terrier
Rap terrorist, terrorize, tear it up
Brought gas and the matches to flare it up
Militant Michael might go psycho
On any ally or rival
Born black, that’s dead on arrival
My job is to fight for survival
In spite of these AllLivesMatter ass white folk

[Interlude]
This is spiritual warfare that you have been dealing with. This is not a fight that you have been dealing with flesh and blood but this is a fight against principalities and evil doers and unclean spirits. (RTJ3 motherfuckers)
[Verse 2: El-P]
Brave men didn’t die face down in the Vietnam muck so I could not style on you
I didn’t walk uphill both ways to the booth and back to not wile on you
You think baby Jesus killed Hitler just so I’d whisper?
When you’re safe and sound and these crooks tap your phone and now have a file on you?
What me worry? Nah buddy, I’ve lost before, so what?
You don’t get it, I’m dirt, motherfucker, I can’t be crushed
Fuckers open the books up and stop bullshitting the kid
My dick got a Michelin star, I’m on par with the best ever took the gig
I’m a super cat, from don dada to dusk, don’t bother to touch
I got firm clutch on the grip and the bucks
I might ghost ride a tank, take a ride to the bank
I’m the son of Rick Rubin rushing full-thrust
Don’t flash weak shit to the Shark Tank judge
Talk real good cause I’m smart and stuff
We a good crew to fuck with, better to love

[Interlude 2]
I told y’all suckers, I told y’all suckers. I told y’all on RTJ1, then I told ya again on RTJ2, and you still ain’t believe me. So here we go, RTJ3

[Outro]
Talk to me
RTJ, Talk to me

RiFF RaFF – F*ck Em All (feat. Quavo & DJ Paul) letras

[Intro]
This is a TY exclusive

[Hook: DJ Paul]
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all

[Verse 1: RiFF RAFF]
Cheap shots gon’ get you thrown in the trash can
I only fuck with girls with a spray tan
I rock gazelle, you be rocking Ray Bands
I stay away from haters and I stay away from drama
I might ball for 8 years like Obama
I might sing more hooks than Madonna
1999 I was swimming with pirañas
Used to do coke with killers on my doorstep
Used to play football like Tony Dorsett
I was 8th grade but I wanna get paid
16 years old talking bout candy sprayed
Fuck how you live and fuck all of your traditions
23 inches and I’m thinking Expedition
I’m talking bout a Ford and my life’s getting bored
I already had it all but I still wanna ball
2016 and I’m still doing drugs
Still ready to die that’s why my papa pulled the plug
Fuck this life I’m sipping syrup in my Sprite
I ain’t got one but my brother got a 6 pack
Fuck around with me and your head getting cracked
Never been a gangster or in a gang
But I can AR-15 with perfect aim

[Hook: DJ Paul]
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all

[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
I don’t fuck with these haters this fuck ’em all
Stick the K up they anal then fuck ’em all
They always braggers, I’m always up in the mall
Trigger ball, daily shopping sprees for me? That’s a law
Knocking back with a pound of green? That’s a law
Glass tables, razor blades cut the strong
I’m staying raw, staying raw, I’m staying raw
DJ Paul is a dog, live like an outlaw
Fuck your broad like a dog while she tickle my balls
Skeeted all in her jaws while she licked on my balls
I done kinda done it all
Dirty south nigga been breaking laws
Been rich like I been hit the ball
Ball sold over 30 million, [???]

[Hook: DJ Paul]
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all

[Verse 3: Quavo]
I shoulda played for the Georgia Bulldogs
Little dirty country nigga playing with the hogs
When I’m in the kitchen get a million missed calls
Big boy strapped running from the red dogs
I’m havin extras
Play with the block like Tetris
If she want some extras
I gotta fuck all on her bestie
The way I be balling, somebody give me an ESPY
Your favorite rapper, he be calling my phone begging for the recipes
Yeah, that way, I told ’em get it off of Ebay
Yeah, that way, your bitch favorite album 3 Way
I’m in game like EA
High life when the replay
Bought a bitch a brand new back now she walk around thinking it’s a free day

[Hook: DJ Paul]
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all
Fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all, fuck ’em all

Remy Banks – Money. (feat. Slayter) letras

[Hook: Remy Banks & Slayter]
Nigga ain’t no money like show money
No money like blow money
Snow money like no money
Who the fuck is you? I don’t know, money
Got new money
Got old money
Got drug money
Got ho money
Fuck this rap shit that shit slow money
Rather hit the block and get fasho money
Fasho money
Couple dollars you looking hungry
Funny money got ’em laughing
Cause you looking crummy
Got bloody money
Circumstances got ’em running from me
No matter how far they get
It comes right back to me
Back to me
Get the paper then I blow money
Blow money
Snow bunny with her nose runny
Throw her twenty
Make her ass hit the store for me
Drive the whip city-to-city
On the road money

[Verse 1: Remy Banks]
I done seen money turn righteous niggas evil
Hit the switch up on they people for a slice of the pie
I don’t know how you let that paper chase deceive you
Cause I could never let a dime disturb my brothers and I
We moving towards longevity dough
Got our eyes on the prize
Treasure chest full of rubies and gold
Smoking on a charter island
Bags of money parachuting from the sky
The life I’m trying to live ’til I go
You feel me though?
[Verse 2: Slayter]
I ain’t been able to write lately
I’ve been lacking passion
Seeing things happen but I kept writing
My bitch heard my song was about her
She got excited
Whatever drugs I pass to her
She gonna hide it
I need that richer-than-your-father money
Crib near Fordham where I hide the money
We multiply the money
Me and my niggas we divide the money
So much paper we might die with money
And you can’t take it from me

[Hook: Remy Banks & Slayter]
Nigga ain’t no money like show money
No money like blow money
Snow money like no money
Who the fuck is you? I don’t know, money
Got new money
Got old money
Got drug money
Got ho money
Fuck this rap shit that shit slow money
Rather hit the block and get fasho money
Fasho money
Couple dollars you looking hungry
Funny money got ’em laughing
Cause you looking crummy
Got bloody money
Circumstances got ’em running from me
No matter how far they get
It comes right back to me
Back to me
Get the paper then I blow money
Blow money
Snow bunny with her nose runny
Throw her twenty
Make her ass hit the store money
Drive the whip city-to-city
On the road money

Nipsey Hussle – The County Jail letras

[Verse 1]
Baby on the way then I caught my case
I went on the run and gave myself some time to think
Sitting in my cell, all I did was pray
Call home once a week and tell my people I’m okay
Ask me if I’m stressing I say hell naw I’m straight
But you can tell the difference cause it’s written on my face
I’ve been working out, I’ve been gaining weight
I been having dreams about the day they crack the gate
Ain’t send me no mail, pregnant with my baby girl
Planned to take over the world I just ended up in jail
Writing down my plans hoping I don’t hit the pen
Drop a thousand on my books and trust me I’ll be back again
[Hook]
Shit ain’t looking good, still I keep the faith
Sittin’ in this county jail tryna fight my case
Running through these fades, I just miss my daughter face
They bring me out my cell sixty minutes everyday
Back and forth to court, bank on niggas in these tanks
Laughin with my homies bout them days when we was raised
You only down the street but seem so far away
As I’m sitting in this county jail tryna fight my case
Shit ain’t looking good, still I keep the faith
Sittin’ in this county jail tryna fight my case
Running through these fades, I just miss my daughter face
They bring me out my cell sixty minutes everyday
Back and forth to court, bank on niggas in these tanks
Laughin with my homies bout them days when we was raised
You only down the street but seem so far away
As I’m sitting in this county jail tryna fight my case

Crooked I – Shoot Back (Dear Officer) (feat. Tech N9Ne) letras

[Intro: KXNG CROOKED]
{New-born citizens. You have violated the anti-protest coordinates. We are authorized to use deadly force. We are authorized to use deadly force. You have violated the anti-protest coordinates. We are authorized to use deadly force.}

Once upon a time in the slums a group of people stood up to a corrupt system. And they were all slaughtered. So what did the next generation do? Shoot back
[Hook: KXNG CROOKED]
To the police, what kind of beast do you have to become
To kill a child so young? He was just having some fun
Dear officer, would you shoot if that was your son?
You pull us over, now we contemplating capital one
You shoot me in my back and plant a weapon after it’s done
How much time you get for killing me? The answer is none
You ain’t from around here
So why don’t you just go back where you’re from?

[Interlude]
Two little boys came and knocked on my door and said, "the police just shot your son twice in his stomach". So my..

[Verse 1: KXNG CROOKED]
Hey, yo, them robocops just tear-gassed a protest
And you don’t wanna fight back
Congratulations, my nigga, you passed the hoe test
Just another male in need of some Kotex
You’ll be fitted for the rope next
They gon’ hang you up just like coat checks
They killed your people in front of you, what you wanna do?
You already know what I’m gonna do, pick up a gun or two
You picking up your sneakers like runners do, but where you running to?
Ain’t nowhere to hide when your own cowardice is hunting you
Take a look at yourself, man, your mirror got the W
You got the L, you motherfucker you
We was sitting in church praying the Lord may forgive us
But an agent of the puppet master was there praying with us
Little did we know this disloyal snake was coiled on our own grass, plotting on different ways he could kill us
Then he walked to his vehicle, came back and sprayed major pillars of the community
The act was a lunacy
He knew just what he was doing, true indeed
He was carrying out a mission to kill you or me
Mission accomplished to a tee
Unity and all the hope it brings
Just became a nightmare in the reflection of our broken dreams
See, we welcomed you with open arms then you opened fire
So it seems we can’t trust a soul by no means, nah
The enemies out here training to hold his chopper right
Meanwhile shooting at each other, that taught us how to fight
Damn shame we put each other under the doctor’s knife
In surgery fighting for this punk-ass shit we call our life
We supposed to be smoking them robocops
That’ll make the big picture look better like photoshop
I know you hope it stop, I know it’s not, I’m loading shots
In a .357 three minutes before 4 O’clock
I know, to keep a gun in my waist, never fearing snakes
Tears dried up on my face, my spirit aches
Sitting here in wakes for people who irreplacable
We get bad luck whether the mirrors breaks or not
Imagine coming fresh out the womb
And the system already got your name written across your tomb
You a flower, you just wanna bloom
Unassuming that the government’s mad villains, them MF’ers want your doom
So you’re disproportionally incarcerated
After all these years, still the most hated

[Hook: KXNG CROOKED]
To the police, what kind of beast do you have to become
To kill a child so young? He was just having some fun
Dear officer, would you shoot if that was your son?
You pull us over, now we contemplating capital one
You shoot me in the back and plant a weapon after it’s done
How much time you get for killing me? The answer is none
You ain’t from around here
So why don’t you back where you’re from?

[Outro: Tech N9ne]
If you ain’t a rebel you ain’t shit. If you ain’t fight the love of your family, what the fuck are you here for? If you ain’t gripping and grinding and building for your loved ones to protect them from the evil people who run this motherfucker, get the fuck out of the way. Real niggas take it [?]. Listen to CROOK. The cigar-smoking boss. Man up

Curren$y – For Nothin letras

I get fly as fuck for nothin’
I get fly as fuck for nothin’
I get fly as fuck for nothin’
I get fly as fuck for nothin’
All my cars at least a 100
Barely get the chance to run ’em
Rosé popping ’round the club
Baby girl, you know I ain’t coming

[Verse]
7 chains on, walking ’round my house I ain’t going out
Wash my car left the park drive
I get fly as fuck for nothin’
I get fly as fuck for nothin’
I get fly as fuck for nothin’
I get fly as fuck for nothin’
Smoked out in the coffee shop

Hit that bitch with the LSY
This shit I drop
They figure I

Skating on Dayton chrome to show I made it, homes

Not a motherfucking thang, homes
On the couch with

Britney Spears – Make Me… (feat. G-Eazy) (Sub Español) letras

[Verse 1: Britney Spears]
Friday, I’m dreaming a mile a minute ’bout somebody
This feeling, I wanna go with it, cause there’s no way
We’re hiding away from this tonight, oh, this tonight
Can tell you want me
By the way I see you starin’ ‘cross the room, babe
No shame in the game
Just cut the shit, be honest
Yeah, you know what you gotta do tonight, do tonight

[Pre-Chorus 1: Britney Spears]
I just want you to make me move
Like it ain’t a choice for you, like you got a job to do
Just want you to raise my roof
Something sensational (oh yeah)
[Chorus: Britney Spears]
And make me oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh
And make me oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh

[Verse 2: Britney Spears]
No rules
From the bar to the car, let’s take it back to my room
Igniting the heat of the moment; let the sparks fuse
Blowing up to the ceiling, we’re burning bright
When we cross the line

[Pre-Chorus 2: Britney Spears]
Cause you’re the flame I can’t do without
The fire comes in the sapphire sun
There’s no way I’m gonna be fighting this tonight, this tonight

[Pre-Chorus 1: Britney Spears]
I just want you to make me move
Like it ain’t a choice for you, like you got a job to do
Just want you to raise my roof
Something sensational (oh yeah)

[Chorus: Britney Spears]
And make me oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh
And make me oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh

[Post-Chorus: Britney Spears & (G-Eazy)]
Baby, cause you’re the spark that won’t go out
My heart’s on fire when you’re around
Make me oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh
(Yeah, Eazy)

[Verse 3: G-Eazy]
I don’t care if it’s a random person or the biggest star
Out in Vegas or little bars
Really not a difference if it’s near or far
Listen, here we are; need you
I’ve always wondered what was off limits
Staring at you til I’m caught in this
Back and forth like this was all tennis
I’m all jealous, you came with someone
But we could tell that there’s changes coming
See I could tell that you’re a dangerous woman
That means you’re speaking my language, come on
Now follow me, let’s go
Like Penelope in "Blow"
Well worth the stealing you, it’s a felony, yeah I know
That’s why they keep on telling me to let go, yeah

[Bridge: G-Eazy]
But I need you and I can take you
All the way and I’m able
To give you something sensational, so let’s go, yeah
Said I need you and I can take you
All the way and I’m able
So follow me and I can make you

[Chorus: Britney Spears & (G-Eazy)]
And make me oooh (move), oooh, oooh (yeah), oooh
And make me oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh

[Post-Chorus: Britney Spears & (G-Eazy)]
Baby, cause you’re the spark that won’t go out
My heart’s on fire when you’re around
Make me oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh
Yeah, you make me oooh

Cakes da Killa – New Phone (Who Dis) (Hedonism Album) letras

[Verse]
Really thought you was the Ken to my Barbie
I see I gotta dead you like Onika did Safaree
Quick to save face when we pumped through the lobby
Sucks that we couldn’t keep it buck, I’m sorry so…
Goodnight, booked flight, redeye on the West Coast
Promoters got my money so it’s on to the next show
All bark no bite, digging on my mental
Why you always fronting, keep it real it’s a essential
A smoking gun, razor blade on tongue
Mind games just for fun, should’ve hit it and run
Caught out on a limb, we should have kept it at done
Now I’m sitting in my feelings with my face on numb
Who’s that peeking in my window?
I guess they got the word out cause now your boy is single
I’ma hit the city up and I’m down to mingle
Player talking fly shit, I wonder what that mouth do

[Verse]
You think this shit is sweet like honey to a bee
I been attracting ballers and actors around me
I been here already, Jersey bred like Fetty
My come up is kinda steady so groupies be flocking heavy
The thirst is so cute, chickens up out the coop
They perched up on a roof just waiting on me to swoop
And here come my ex, he sitting there looking stressed
I’m moving on to the next, he calling and send a text like

[Interlude]
Yo it’s Cakes, if you got something sweet to say just leave your name and number after the beat, alright

[Pre-Chorus]
New phone, who dis?
New phone, who dis?
New phone, who dis?
New phone, who dis?

[Chorus (2x)]
New phone, who dis? Cutthroat ruthless
Don’t appreciate my love then I leave you looking stupid
You know how I do this, I switch up so clueless
Could catch me getting wasted doing jello shots with Cupid

[Post-Chorus]
New phone, who dis?
I’m moving on to the next, he calling and send a text like
New phone, who dis?
He calling and send a text like
New phone, who dis?
I’m moving on to the next, he calling and send a text like
New phone, who dis?

[Verse]
High maintenance, very little patience
The moves I be making wipe the smiles off niggas faces
Gotta serve it up gutter keep him tied up like my laces
Keep a killer roster just to cover all my bases
High maintenance, very little patience
The moves I be making wipe the smiles off niggas faces
Gotta serve it up gutter keep him tied up like my laces
Keep a killer roster just to cover all my bases
Tummy getting flatter, ass getting fatter
Watch me serve it up, lil’ hex on a platter
And I’m blocking fools in my Gmail with the chatter
Watch me whip it up, top chef with the batter
New phone, who dis? Switch up my blueprints
Twist up my body on the ceiling leaving footprints
The best you ever had, had to re-up on some new shit
Feelings get you hurt coming at me on some rude shit

[Chorus]
New phone, who dis? Cutthroat ruthless
Don’t appreciate my love then I leave you looking stupid
You know how I do this, I switch up so clueless
Could catch me getting wasted doing jello shots with Cupid

[Post-Chorus]
New phone, who dis?
I’m moving on to the next, he calling and send a text like
New phone, who dis?
He calling and send a text like
New phone, who dis?
I’m moving on to the next, he calling and send a text like
New phone, who dis?

Korn – Insane (The Serenity Of Suffering Deluxe Edition Album) letras

[Intro]
Life!

[Verse 1]
Things keep ending up this way (come and get off)
Another notch is carved away
In the thoughts of mass decay
Funny how things end up this way

[Chorus]
Beaten down, dominated by its sound
Growing deep within my head
Softly dying, its soul is shed
Eating me all up inside
This cancer finds everything I hide
Living my life horrified
Nothing will keep this pacified and out my life
(Life) That’s not right out insane!

[Verse 2]
Satisfaction is delayed (come and get off)
Its motivation is displayed
Finding its misogyny
Funny how I die and go away (come and get off)

[Chorus]
Beaten down, dominated by its sound
Growing deep within my head
Softly dying, its soul is shed
Eating me all up inside
This cancer finds everything I hide
Living my life horrified
Nothing will keep this pacified and out my life
(Life) That’s not right out insane!

[Bridge]
I’m constantly beat up inside
And I’m the one to blame
No one can relate to me
That’s not right out insane!

[Pre-Chorus]
Beaten down, dominated by its sound
Living my life horrified
Nothing will keep this pacified and out my life

[Chorus]
Beaten down, dominated by its sound
Growing deep within my head
Softly dying, its soul is shed
Eating me all up inside
This cancer finds everything I hide
Living my life horrified
Nothing will keep this pacified and out my life
(Life) That’s not right out insane!

Korn – Rotting In Vain (The Serenity Of Suffering Deluxe Edition Album) letras

[Verse 1]
I wouldn’t be angry if you’d just fucking cry
Your tears would arouse me
Refreshing my supply
The suffering is fading
I scream into the sky
Repulsion invades me
I say goodbye

[Chorus]
Digging deep inside of me
Getting past this agony
I can’t seem to get away
Another day rotting in vain

[Verse 2]
I wouldn’t be angry if things would stay the same
You’re fighting the torment that helps me feed my pain
The suffering is fading
I scream into the sky
Repulsion invades me
I say goodbye

[Chorus]
Digging deep inside of me
Getting past this agony
I can’t seem to get away
Another day rotting in

[Bridge]
I can’t take this
[scatting]
I can’t fuck this
[scatting]
I can’t fake this
[scatting]

[Chorus]
Digging deep inside of me
Getting past this agony
I can’t seem to get away
Another day rotting in
Digging deep inside of me
Getting past this agony
I can’t seem to get away
Another day rotting in vain

Korn – Black Is The Soul (The Serenity Of Suffering Deluxe Edition Album) letras

[Verse 1]
As it all falls down, do I walk away
Or do l stand my ground and accept my fate

[Pre-Chorus]
And there is the faceless cries, that twist my every dream
And almost every night I hear the demon sing

[Chorus]
Why are we going on this way?
Why do we play these games in vain?
Nothing’s gonna break it down and build us back again
So why did the path have to lead this way?
Black is the soul that’s led astray
You’re leading me to places I can never follow

[Verse 2]
Happiness is found in darkest ways
And as I searched around, I’ve made nothing but mistakes

[Pre-Chorus]
And there is the faceless cries, that twist my every dream
And almost every night I hear the demon sing

[Chorus]
Why are we going on this way?
Why do we play these games in vain?
Nothing’s gonna break it down and build us back again
So why did the path have to lead this way?
Black is the soul that’s led astray
You’re leading me to places I can never follow

[Verse 3]
And when you scream you push me so much further end
And when I leave, I always would walk back again
And when you cry the tears are cleansing bitterness
I’m out of time, I’m slowly dying give me back my LIFE!

Just give me back my life x4

[Chorus]
Why are we going on this way?
Why do we play this game
Nothing’s gonna break it down and build us back again
So why did the path have to lead this way?
Black is the soul that’s led astray
You’re leading me to places I can never follow

[Verse 4]
As it all falls down, you will walk away
Or you will stand my ground, there’s nothing left to say