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Riot – Shine Lyrics

RIOTShine Lyrics
Speeding through space, I’m falling to fast
The present is fading away
Twisted and lost, I’m far from my home
Just hours of air left to breath
Into the void, I plunge into blackness
This mystery cones to an end
Searching and screaming and desperately pleading
In minutes my death will commence
I can’t let go
Nothing left to give me hope
Showering storms of fire and ice
I tumble from mountains of sand
My senses are dull, my body is weak
My ship is in destiny’s hand
Blazing with fire I call to my god
Glory to thee take my soul
Save me from pain, or raise me from hell
My body is in your control
And I can’t let go
Nothing left to give me hope
I just don’t know
Nothing left that I can see
Shine, on your light, see me through
Shine, end this fight, come to you
Shine, in your sun, my last hour
Shine, I can’t run, to your tower

Petula Clark – Downtown Lyrics

PETULA CLARKDowntown Lyrics
When you’re alone and life is making you lonely
You can always go, downtown
When you’ve got worries all the noise and the hurry
Seems to help I know, downtown
Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city
Linger on the sidewalk, where the neon signs are pretty
How can you lose? The lights are much brighter there
You can forget all your troubles, forget all your cares
So go
Downtown, things will be great when you’re
Downtown, no finer place for sure
Downtown, every thing’s waiting for you
Don’t hang around and let your problems surround you
There are movie shows, downtown
Maybe you know some little places to go
To where they never close, downtown
Just listen to the rhythm of a gentle bossa nova
You’ll be dancing with ’em too before the night is over happy again
The lights are much brighter there
You can forget all your troubles, forget all your cares
So go
Downtown, where all the lights are bright
Downtown, waiting for you tonight
Downtown, you’re gonna be alright now
Downtown
And you may find somebody kind to help and understand you
Someone who is just like you and needs a gentle hand
To guide them along so maybe I’ll see you there
We can forget all our troubles, forget all our cares
So go
Downtown, things will be great when you’re
Downtown, don’t wait a minute more
Downtown, everything is waiting for you
Downtown, downtown, downtown, downtown

Master’s Hammer – By The Misery Of Fate I’m Haunted Lyrics

He was sent to the Jilemnice castle to
prepare everything for the arrival of the real Satrapold, who is
expected All of sudden he starts to draw
thoughtlessly strange patterns on the wall of his dungeon with a
broken brick – medial drawings. This probably is the strongest of
the motives for his desperate suicide, committed by jumping into the
wild Jizera rapids from the Rieger’s path pn his way from Jelezny
Brod, UC. It is
in its substance a confession of a man of deformed character and dicey
morals. MASTER’S HAMMERBy The Misery Of Fate I’m Haunted Lyrics
This aria concerns the most tragical character of the operetta. Well – for his whole life
he has been accustomed to serving some master blindly, and so has life
suddenly lost all meaning for him. A praemurdial spirit reveals to him
that the man who poses as the Captain Satrapold is – just Satrapold’s
treacherous aide Poebeldorf, who devised a vile scheme with the
intention to steal jewels from the Jilemnice castle and to flee to
Cairo with enormous wealth. Kicked over and humilitated, Blether hurries from the castle
to Spiritus’ inn to offer his services to the spiritists. Since they
have already known him for some time, he leaves misunderstood for
Jelezny Brod, where he drinks like a fish. While Blether is killing himself, Atrament passes the boring time in
jail by means of somnambulous sleep.

Ali Vegas – From The Ghetto Lyrics

is off
Shed tears to get em’ off
I rep for all my brothers caught in the jam
Up north in the can, I know they keep forcin your hand
Play your cards right, Ain’t no more livin off the land
Then it’s back to dominos, I whistle at all kinds of hoes
If rhymes was clothes, I have ill designer flows
Like hilfiger and iceberg, Da ill nigga with trife words
Hook To Fade ALI VEGASFrom The Ghetto Lyrics
* Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, All My Ghetto Children, Com’on
Even, With no type of money
We still, Gotz to make it happen
Niggaz front, Then we get to scrappin
Let em’ know where ur from, I’m from the ghetto
Even, With no type of money
We still, Gotz to make it happen
Niggaz front, Then we get to scrappin
Let em’ know where ur from, I’m from the ghetto
Let me come to explain, How life is hardly the same
In the hood the baddest kids have the godliest names
Spider webs protect a large part of my frame
My moms bought me some ganes
Now they young god is insane
We party and hang, We load the car with them thangs
See it startin to vein, And make remarkable change
And ya’ll know for a fact, My flow is raw as crack
I can go on tour in back and front of corner stores and raps
Watch the crowd applaud and clap, They can’t ignore this cat
I’m here to fill a void in rap, Ain’t no avoidin that
Dream team give life the ????? checks
I give ya my all, Nothin less or more than that
Com’on chops, Bring the chorus back
Hook 2x
I’m from where they pop glocks and spit snubs
Grew up next door to chop shops and strip clubs
For me life was hell, I was twice as frail
Recievin ???? from jail, I was too nice to fill and sit inside a Rikkers cell
Brothers fight after 2 nights, Imagine how lifers feel
Sittin in a place where minor few survive to tell
I give ya my best, But still it aint good enough
Never rep the projects, My hood was just as tough
I played basketball with, Recovered alkaholics
Played baseball with those that sold 8 balls
Rap skills or crack skills, Whatever it take y’all
Pray to god the company dont see the roach on the wall (roach on the wall)
Hook
I’ve got 2 of the illest flows, Around today
So i can rap either way, Which way yall want
Check it, Look, Com’on
With all the pain and scrutiny, It’s hard to maintain in 2G
We ??????????, Police is trained to shoot me
Guess life is complicated, Wasn’t the type to conversate it
Ever since my cousin Fashion in 6, Got incarcerated
One love to all my villans down for life
In the ghetto you learn to count with dykes
And run from jakes on mountain bikes
We scared on blown whites, But dont respect the housing types
We sit on crates, And watch em slowly as they grabs the light
Just as they fear it all
They send my peers up north, If the top of the ?????

Dzeko ‒ Heart Speak Instrumental ft. Toka-J

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Dzeko ‒ Heart Speak Lyrics ft. Toka-J lyrics

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I was lost, have been afraid. I can be, so before we leave. I can be, so before we leave. I’m gonna let my heart speakkk. Are reflections of what I can be. Now is the time, turn off my mind. I’m gonna let my heart speak. I can’t let you get away. I’m gonna let my heart speeeak. Are reflections of what I can be. On a million faces all I see. I’m gonna let my heart speeeak. I can be, so before we leave. I keep wishing that I could change. I’ll say yes with my body. Toka-J lyrics
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Jazz Cartier – Make A Mess Instrumental ft. Ro Ransom

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Diane Coffee – Eclipse (Pink Floyd Cover)

[Verse: Roger Waters]
All that you touch
And all that you see
All that you taste
All you feel
And all that you love
And all that you hate
All you distrust
All you save
And all that you give
And all that you deal
And all that you buy, beg, borrow, or steal
And all you create
And all you destroy
And all that you do
And all that you say
And all that you eat
And everyone you meet
And all that you slight
And everyone you fight
And all that is now
And all that is gone
And all that’s to come
And everything under the sun is in tune
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon

[Outro]
(There is no dark side in the moon really
Matter of fact it’s all dark)

FOLLOW – Brockhampton

He had a shaved head
Well yeah he looks old. [Pre-Intro: Zack Beitel]
I saw Will Ferrell last night
Where? What movie was he in-
I forget
[Intro: Robert Otenient]
Me Ilamo Roberto, y este es el primer single de Saturacíon tres
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
Nineteen, I got my first boyfriend
Nineteen, I almost signed to Def Jam
I remember being younger watching Space Jam
Told my mama that I wanna be the bald man
Got older, goals changed, needed gods plan
Got older, got a chain, nigga goddamn
Shit is gold and it hurt me when I walk man
And I ain’t got it, but I just got my advance
So I might cop it, yeah nigga that’s my energy
I might tell these niggas that they ain’t no friends to me
‘Cause I’m tired that these niggas sucking clout up
Like a motherfuckin’ ‘squito in the trough, bruh

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]
I got dirty money, minutes on my tracfone
I just bought a scale, now err’where a traphouse
I got on TV, then I turned into an asshole
‘Cause I ain’t selling dope or running with them bad folk
I’m eating shrimp and lobster, sitting next to white folk
Now I’m in Trader Joes with Birkenstock of iPhone
My agent called said they want me in the movies now
They used to call me ugly, turned ’em into groupies now
Now I’m on Melrose, I’m ready for my closeup
They call me pretty, need to put me on the poster
I write my name, then I buy a Tesla Roadster
I kill my haters then I leave ’em for the vultures
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow

[Verse 3: Matt Champion]
Goddamn, man I think I need a therapist
Feel like a goldfish in the bowl with
Twenty other goldfish with the bowl switched
Bowl-cut or the mullet ’til I shaved it
Barely made it but I’m still here on my kickstand
Did the same shit that duffed Whitney Houston
They was boostin’ while I’m slurping from my sippy cup (sippy cup)
Need blue jeans, pulling out the pocket fluff (the pocket fluff)
Took it to myself like I hear my best friend (hello, hello, hello)
When I walk, see the arrogance flushing (hello, hello, hello)
Make the front page like Paris in the sex tape (oh)
Barely late to my first date with my therapist
[Verse 4: Merlyn Wood]
Trusty press wear the colors of the ocean
Skeetin’ sad in my Supreme clothing
Hit my line if you ever need an OZ
Don’t hit my line if you think you know the old me
Have gassed ass plans in the e-class
And I’m still getting head on public transit
And I’m still really sad about my last chick
And I’m still ’bout to cry outta both heads
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow And Woody Harrelson
Just in a restaraunt I was walking down the street on La Brea
Will Ferrell and Woody Harrelson are-
They look old.

Kirk Knight & Nyck Caution – Audiopium (feat. Pro Era)

King Cap, you gave us vision
Audiopium
We keep the dope fiends itching
This that crack y’all been missing
Audiopium
Shoot this through your veins and take a trip and
R.I.P. [Intro: Kirk Knight, CJ Fly & Joey Bada$$]
Sounds like another word
Yeah, Kirk, you gotta add your shit to this
Yo, my nigga, don’t even trip
I ain’t trippin’
You know we get the dollar slices for free
Too broke shit, bank rolls ya bitch
Know what I’m saying, we got them fiends round, all the way round the block twice, nigga
Pro Era
[Hook: Joey Bada$$ & CJ Fly]
Beast Coast stunna ’bout to feast this summer
Brand new pies, got the pizza coming
This dough man don’t need no oven
My dope-heads they need that
Audiopium, audio
Audiopium, audio
Beast Coast stunna ’bout to feast this summer
Brand new pies, got the pizza coming
This dough man don’t need no oven
My dope-heads they need that
Audiopium, audio
Audiopium, audio
[Verse 1: Nyck Caution & Dessy Hinds]
Yeah, I’m about to cop some more, it’s on me
Got the guap I’m toured
And cops circle ’round the block, know it’s time for sure
Ayo, keep that shit low nigga, lock the door
This shit pop when I got the chord

[Verse 2: Kirk Knight]
And I need more money yeah, por favor
And I sell a ton can’t wait, hold some more
Serve bass, got loud, got more in store
You ain’t do it like I do it, you ain’t popping boy
[Verse 3: Dessy Hinds]
Rap, no pop, record
They got fiend by the back up cause, backing off
With the price of crack, that could crack your jaw
Then running with the packs like I pack them all
[Verse 4: Aaron Rose]
And we running like a pack of dogs
Pack the floor, the pack blast heat, leave ’em lacking thoughts
They can feel it in the streets so we tax ’em off
I gotta break up all my piece let ’em blast it off, audiopium
[Hook: Joey Bada$$ & CJ Fly]
Beast Coast stunna ’bout to feast this summer
Brand new pies, got the pizza coming
This dough man don’t need no oven
My dope-heads they need that
Audiopium, audio
Audiopium, audio
Beast Coast stunna ’bout to feast this summer
Brand new pies, got the pizza coming
This dough man don’t need no oven
My dope-heads they need that
Audiopium, audio
Audiopium, audio

[Verse 5: Rokamouth]
Still adding up my epiphanies
I shall abide to apply with all my abilities
Took all my alibis, bye for they lies when they tryna belittle me
Bid on me, guess you wanna see the bitter me
[Verse 6: Dirty Sanchez]
Chilling with the don and yeah it’s war, put a hit on me
You can smoke all you want, all you want bitch, just don’t fuck with my purp
I’m not finna work for no white man
Put that on my heart with my right hand
Latino heat, I do my dance
Watch the money roll like that’s my plan
I only hang with a gang full of leaders
I earned my stripes, pledge of allegiance
Fuck all my teachers, I’m hoping you see this
And everyone else that was non-believers
Sunshine and that knife in
47 shit, for forever, shit
You ain’t fucking with mine, whatever bitch
[Verse 7: Nyck Caution]
Whatever, Nyck spit sounding like Beretta clips
It’s been a minute but the Era got it’s members together
I’m with the world, got that notice
STEEZ quick to the catch yeah, want you back
Remember what was missing from the game
Audiopium, I’ll probably be addicted forever

[Bridge: Kirk Knight & CJ Fly]
Audiopium
We keep the dope fiends itching
This that crack y’all been missing
Audiopium
Shoot this through your veins and take a trip and
R.I.P. Van Damme
Crushin’ strawberry, it’s the jam
So throw up both hands if you can
Ironic how I’m killin’ this shit, until they bury me
My volume is going in depth with longevity
Stupid King Cap, you gave us vision
[Outro: Capital STEEZ]
(Soul searchin’) ’till my flows are perfect
I ain’t trynna be a slave to grow old from workin’
Sorry BADA$$, you lucky that I peeped it second
Tell them niggas keep it steppin’ with they beat selection
Check the melodies, it’s so heavenly
That shit’ll get your hipster move with no 7D’s
Audi-opium, can I bust soliloquies
Got that shit mix and mastered both remedies
Grab a spoonful, we servin’ up a pot
And you know we gotta serve it while it’s hot
I’m flowin’ like a volcano, I’m drippin’ verses off the top
Dirty cops still swervin’ on the block
Lookin’ for black kids, that spittin’ up acid
It’s in my jeans so don’t worry what my pants is
Get with the script it’s that ignorant shit
And we bound to get sick of it quick and I ain’t sealin’ my lips
It’s the shift, I know you feel it man
We blowin’ up like a ceiling fan
Droppin’ off jewels like Killa Cam’s man
When it comes to kickin’ verses I’m Mr.

Thirty Seconds To Mars – Walk On Water (Lyric Video)

Walk on water
Do you believe? Do you believe? Bloodlust and a holy war
Listen up, hear the patriots shout:
"Times are changing"
In the end, the choice was clear
Take a shot in the face of fear
Fist up in the fiery light
Times are changing
[Chorus]
Do you believe that you can walk on water? D you believe that you can win this fight tonight? [Outro]
Do you believe? Walk on water Walk on water
Do you believe? [Bridge]
Do you believe? (Do you believe? Do you believe that you can win this fight tonight? [Intro]
(Do you believe?) Walk on water
[Verse 1]
Can you even see what you’re fighting for? (Do you believe? Do you believe that you can win this fight tonight? Walk on water)
Do you believe that you can walk on water? Walk on water)
Do you believe that you can win this fight tonight? Do you believe that you can walk on water? (Do you believe?)
[Verse 2]
Look at the sky, see a dying star
White lies, it’s a man on fire
Making love with the devil hurts
Times are changing
A thin line, the whole truth
The far right, the left view
Breaking all those promises made
Times are changing

[Chorus]
Do you believe that you can walk on water? Walk on water
[Chorus]
Do you believe that you can walk on water? Walk on water
Do you believe? Do you believe that you can win this fight tonight? Walk on water
Do you believe? Do you believe?

SZA – Normal Girl (At 2017 Black Girls Rock) (Live)

Normal girl, oh
I wish I was a normal girl
I’ll never be, no, never be uh
You like it, when I be, aggressive
You like when I say to you
"Get it if you got it, I’m ready and waitin’ for it
I’m callin’ to put it on", yeah
Like it, when I be aggressive
Love when I say to you
"Get it if you want it, I’m ready and I’m on fire
I’m burnin’ to put it on", yeah, yeah, yeah
Type of girl you wanna take home to mama
Wanna be the type of girl my daddy, he’d be proud of
Be proud of, be proud of, be proud, you know, you know
The type of girl you wanna take home right up to mama
The kind of girl, I know your fellas, they’d be proud of
I’ll be probably, I’ll be proud like, I’ll be probably a problem, oh
(No fantasy, no fantasy)
I really wish a was a normal girl
How do I be, how do I be a lady? How do I be a lady? You love the way I pop my top
Or how I lose my cool
Or how I look at you
Say why? It ain’t no fighting, no I can’t stop it
This took a while, yeah
For the way I pump my fist or how I bust my hip
For your affection, tryna be down
No fighting and no stoppin’
Stick around
Wish I was the type of girl you take over to mama
The type of girl, I know my daddy, he’d be proud of
Yeah, be proud of
Be proud of, be proud, you know, you know
Wanna be a type of girl, you take home to your mama
The type of girl, I know your fellas would be proud of
Be proud of, be proud of, be proud of, boy you know
Normal girl
I wish I was a normal girl, oh my
How do I be? Normal girl, oh
I wish I was a normal girl
I’ll never be, no never be, uh
This time next year I’ll be livin’ so good
Won’t remember your name, I swear
Livin’ so good, livin’ so good, livin’ so good
This time next year I’ll be livin’ so good
Won’t remember no pain, I swear
People got you figured out, I was just a normal girl
Normal girl, what do you say now? We own the world, ’cause we not going away now
Wait on yourself ’cause you can figure your way out
Normal girl
Why do you, babe?

Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike Vs. David Guetta – Complicated (feat. Kiiara)

Let’s not make it complicated
[Post-Chorus]
Let’s not make it complicated
Let’s not make it complicated

[Chorus]
Let’s not make it complicated
We can keep it simple, baby
Let’s not make it complicated
Labels are so overrated
Let’s not make it complicated
Rules are meant for breaking, baby
Let’s not make it complicated
Why don’t we just go get naked? Let’s not make it complicated
[Outro]
Let’s not make it complicated [Verse 1]
Pour another drink, I don’t wanna think
Oh, it’s been a long day
Get out of your head, smoking on my bed
Put that song on replay
[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t worry now, look what we found
We don’t have to go all-in
Head in the clouds, both looking down
Doesn’t mean that we’re falling, oh
[Chorus]
We can keep it simple, baby
Let’s not make it complicated
Labels are so overrated
Let’s not make it complicated
Rules are meant for breaking, baby
Let’s not make it complicated
Why don’t we just go get naked? Let’s not make it complicated
[Post-Chorus]
Let’s not make it complicated
Let’s not make it complicated

[Verse 2]
Skinny dip at night, I can see your eyes
Searchin’ through the shadows
You don’t have to fight, I’ll let you decide
I can help you let go
[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t worry now, look what we found
We don’t have to go all-in
Head in the clouds, both looking down
Doesn’t mean that we’re falling, oh
[Chorus]
We can keep it simple, baby
Let’s not make it complicated
Labels are so overrated
Let’s not make it complicated
Rules are meant for breaking, baby
Let’s not make it complicated
Why don’t we just go get naked?

Desiigner – Liife (feat. Gucci Mane)

Music but we make that hood music (han)
And we ain’t gotta brag ’cause we used to it (it’s Gucci!)
I’m on some real life, shit life, real life shit
Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
Throw a lot of money, put some bread on caskets
They don’t wan’ see you ball, they just want a draft pick
I’m on some real life, shit life, real life shit
Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
Throw a lot of money, put some bread on caskets
They don’t wan’ see you ball, they just want a draft pick
Finest (git, grrah)
Desiigner
Hard to find
Fill up the shooters
Man this boy gettin’ money
I’m in love with the money
[?]
Ayy, huh
I’m on some real life, shit life, real life shit
Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
Throw a lot of money, put some bread on caskets
They don’t wan’ see you ball, they just want a draft pick Taz countin’ all this fuckin’ money
CashMoneyAP
Git, git, grrah
Git, git, grrah
Desiigner
Let me tell you how it is
I’m on some real life, shit life, real life shit
Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
Throw a lot of money, put some bread on caskets
They don’t wan’ see you ball, they just want a draft pick
I’m on some real life, shit life, real life shit
Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
Throw a lot of money, put some bread on caskets
They don’t wan’ see you ball, they just want a draft pick
Told me stay away from the bullshit
Stay focused, here the rhymin’
Shout to Big Blood, fuck the police
Heard Trump in the county
I seen niggas Feds
When I pulled up, yeah and he’s frownin’
Yeah niggas get bounties here
Hit the ocean, (grrah) he drownin’
Bounce bitch, beat bouncin’
Hashtag, click, pound
Niggas talk shit or freestyle
Fuck them, everybody stylin’
Hot 97 turn to 9/11
When the MAC 11, streets rhymin’
Pop off these diamonds
Make a DJ get down with it
I’m on some real life, shit life, real life shit
Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
Throw a lot of money, put some bread on caskets
They don’t wan’ see you ball, they just want a draft pick
I’m on some real life, shit life, real life shit
Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
Throws a lot of money, put some bread on caskets (it’s Gucci)
They don’t wan’ see you ball, they just want a draft pick
I’m on some real life
Real ice, this my real wife
I did real time and I lost my mind twice
On the interstate, gamblin’ like I’m shootin’ dice
I’ll drive the whole night just to get that low price (skrrt)
Everybody rootin’ for the underdog
But when you on the top, they wanna see you fall (fall)
But fuck ’em all
I put my back against the wall (wall)
They hate to see you ball
They wanna see a nigga crawl (fall)
Shout out to Desiigner, he be killin’ shit (Desiigner)
You gotta be a hater, you not feelin’ it (fuck ’em)
G.O.O.D.

A$AP Ferg & Ski Mask The Slump God – ILoveYourAunt

Your bitch on my dick and she kissin’ the tip
Diamonds is blue, repping the Crip
I’m in Dior, rockin’ that Rick
Getting her top, rubbin’ her clit
Fuck a lil broad, she with the clique
Hammer go off, I’ma go click
Still live in Harlem, but I’m so rich
I go retarded, where my helmet? I gave her wood, just like a stump
Just like a camel, her back have a hump
Got dick on her head, just like a lump
Just like a honey she suck on my cum
How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood? Perfecto! How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood? I gave her wood, just like a stump
I hit your head with the back of the pump
Nigga you dead, you is a bum
Back in the day, would’ve tooken your lunch Pearl, I’m with Lil Boat
Want a damn big boat, Burberry peacoat
Flow like Pandico, matter fact Diesel, yup
Gas, diamonds illegal, yuh
Digital dash, he still in that Beetle, yup
Nigga be fly, just like a beetle, yuh
Paula McCartney, your girl like Atari, no
Your bitch is my darling, eat dick like she starving, yep
Just like she Britney, she wanna clean my dick head like
I’m in her kitty, but I still treat pussy like I’ll go broke
Bobby and Whitney, smoking that dick she addicted to pipe
Death always near me, like Billy, Mandy, Grim Reaper and a scythe
[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God & A$AP Ferg]
How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood? Ayy ayy ayy, huh, huh
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Been in the booth for days
I’m in a coupe with Dave
Roof on the ‘Rari gone
Hit it like Barry Bonds
I’m like a deadly arm
Spit it like d-d-d-d-d-d-dit! How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood? How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood? I gave her wood, just like a stump
I hit your head with the back of the pump
Nigga you dead, you is a bum
Back in the day, would’ve tooken your lunch

[Verse 2: Ski Mask the Slump God & A$AP Ferg]
I put pearls all on my easy breezy cover lover girls
Lavagirl, way you look upon my bitch’s magnificent curls
Smell like hurl, [?]
Smokin’ on a Backwood pearled
And like Mrs. Diamonds is froze, I need a mint
[Chorus: Ski Mask the Slump God & A$AP Ferg]
How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood? [Intro: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Rassclaat, big tunes selector! How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood? I gave her wood, just like a stump
Just like a camel, her back have a hump
Got dick on her head, just like a lump
Just like a honey she suck on my cum
How much wood would your auntie suck
If I act like a stump and show wood?

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – D.A.R.E. (feat. Young Dolph)

[Chorus: A Boogie] x2
I dare a nigga
Look around, all I see dead niggas, yeah
I dare a nigga
Look around, all I see dead niggas
Blood on the money, don’t care, nigga
Blue faces turn into red niggas
Dot on your nose, you a dead nigga
I cannot fuck with no weird niggas
Face on the Rollie, it’s still, nigga
Come take it off me, I dare a nigga
[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
(Aye, aye!)
All of my friends, they dead
All of my brothers, my dogs
Motherfuck a snitch, motherfuck the law
My niggas came from hustling
My niggas came up from nothing
I know they don’t like it, so I’m gone keep on stunting
Go sell some dope, pimp a bitch, hit a lick or something
Remember Grandma asked me, "boy, you must be rich or something"
This shiny piece of shit on my wrist, that’s another hundred
The type to introduce you to your bitch, then take her from you
Nah, we don’t do no drive-bys over here, we walk up on you
Doctor said all this ice got me coming down with pnuemonia
If it don’t come with two commas, nigga, I don’t want it
If it ain’t foreign and go 200, nigga, I don’t want it
[Chorus: A Boogie] x2
I dare a nigga
Look around, all I see dead niggas, yeah
I dare a nigga
Look around, all I see dead niggas
Blood on the money, don’t care, nigga
Blue faces turn into red niggas
Dot on your nose, you a dead nigga
I cannot fuck with no weird niggas
Face on the Rollie, it’s still, nigga
Come take it off me, I dare a nigga
[Verse 2: A Boogie]
I know a killer, he kill niggas
I know the difference, yeah, I know the difference
You don’t gotta tell me you real, nigga
I gave her the dick, now she feel better
I gave her the dick and she told everybody
You heard about it and you still with her
She lick on the tip and I told that bitch, "copy"
I feel like you probably would still kiss her
I make a lot
Instead of talking about how much, I just talk about the shit I got
I play the block
Instead of saying what I did, I just tell ’em I did not
They out of pocket
I gotta take off my pinky ring to fit my hand in my pocket
I know they watching
That’s why these Cartier’s cost a thousand, so they can block ’em
Bitch, I’m a doctor, I got the medicine for you
Hope that you planning on stopping
I got a problem
All of my friends are zombies, ’cause I ain’t feeling nobody
Bitch, you wyling
I got tricks with thotties
I got pink with Molly
In Toronto, I love Ethiopians and Samolians
[Chorus: A Boogie] x2
I dare a nigga
Look around, all I see dead niggas, yeah
I dare a nigga
Look around, all I see dead niggas
Blood on the money, don’t care, nigga
Blue faces turn into red niggas
Dot on your nose, you a dead nigga
I cannot fuck with no weird niggas
Face on the Rollie, it’s still, nigga
Come take it off me, I dare a nigga

Eli Sostre – Not Right Now

[Verse 1]
Get go
Some of my dogs on the streets they sellin’ blow
Say it’s problems but they never want no smoke
I can’t stunt, I rather give my brothers hope (Yeah, yeah)
From the projects we just tryna stay afloat
Rent that Rari, crash this shit and now you broke (Swooo)
In Miami with some hassadity hoes (Swooo)
Off this addy baby I won’t get exposed
Ain’t no pictures, please put down yo fuckin’ phone
[Hook]
Bitch I’m gon roll that blunt
Bitch I might roll one up
Bitch I might call you back
Fuck it I just might stunt
Fuck it that’s not my style
Said that’s hot last year
Nigga that’s not right now
Nigga that’s not right now
[Verse 2]
Mama know I been through hell
Pretty bitches with me smellin’ like Chanel (Yeah)
Know they hatin’ from the cribbo I could tell (Yeah)
Say they made me but I did this by myself
Hum, hum, hum, hum

[Hook]
Bitch I’m gon roll that blunt
Bitch I might roll one up (Ay)
Bitch I might call you back (Ay)
Fuck it I just might stunt (Ay)
Fuck it that’s not my style (Yeah)
Said that’s hot last year
Nigga that’s not right now (Yeah)
Nigga that’s not right now
Bitch I’m gon roll that blunt
Bitch I might roll one up
Bitch I might call you back
Fuck it I just might stunt
Fuck it that’s not my style
Said that’s hot last year
Nigga that’s not right now
Nigga that’s not right now
[Instrumental Outro]

Russ – The Game

Oh wait, politics
Playing at these colleges, getting paid more to perform than any scholarship
I’m lit, I’m gassed, I’m me, I’m me
Two platinum singles, two years they were free
As I’m writing this, I know that this ain’t accurate no more
By the time that all y’all hear this I will most likely have more
I really did eight tours, headlined them all
Your contacts were bullshit, we redlined them all
I spent time in awe, on some amazed shit
Then an O.G. [Intro]
Yeah
Now you can hear the gold just jangling
But, its still about the take over
[Chorus]
It’s like everything changed
But I still feel the same
I’m just tryna run the motherfucking game
I’m on that
Yeah I’ll always be on that
It’s like everything changed
But I still feel the same
I’m just tryna run the motherfucking game
I’m on that
Yeah I’ll always be on that, yeah
[Verse 1]
Where do I start damn, man my mind is racing
Hip hop awards getting chosen by some racists
I’m in the yo, with a bottle of some clear shit
You don’t know the truth, you just hear shit
Homie’s on a Learjet, upgrade from the block
If you too big, fuck fades they gon’ use the Glock (use the Glock)
I do a lot for everyone around me, y’all don’t see it
I’m in the club for half an hour then I’m probably leaving
I got paid, dip off with the gang
Got Bugus in the Bentley, got Herb in the Wraith
Got Tim in the Ghost, got a gun on his waist
Life or death, ain’t no time to start reaching for the safe
So I play it safe
Real ones that would really go hit for me
Low overhead, no-one ever wrote a hit for me
I be making history, bigger when I’m dead
I’m so on (on)
But it’s off with they head
Fuck MTV, y’all really snubbed me
How you choosing people with numbers that ain’t above me? told me to embrace this
I will never waste this, never get complacent
Lotta these rappers got rich and got jaded
I’m still on the same shit, take over the game shit
I just can’t relate to your wavelength

[Chorus]
It’s like everything changed
But I still feel the same
I’m just tryna run the motherfucking game
I’m on that
Yeah I’ll always be on that
It’s like everything changed
But I still feel the same
I’m just tryna run the motherfucking game
I’m on that
Yeah I’ll always be on that, yeah
[Verse 2]
I get everything for free, from your girl to my wardrobe
Half a million dollars smiling on my torso
I buy property, you just got foreclosed
Money running low, you gon’ have to do more shows
But you know no one shows for your shows
So you do club hostings but you drink what you gross
Then you go back home, fall asleep frustrated
Girl laying next to you, whispering "Russ made it"
You asleep, you don’t hear her so she sneaks out
And she pulls up on me and brings the freak out
I send her back before your eyes open
I’m her fix ’cause your life’s broken
She might try chokin’
On something you don’t wanna kiss after
Lifestyle of a young handsome rich rapper
It’s all laughter, it’s all big bucks though
Call the buzz "Vegas" ’cause it stays on a bus though
Girls gone wild, rich like Rothschild
I’ma make you sign an NDA, now you’re on file
I’m the President, the CEO
People that I’ve never seen, tryna see me go (uh)
Billionaire minds in my circle that’s a fact
Faded off Clooney liquor we don’t know, how to act
If it’s based off of fans, y’all should really do the math
If it’s based off of sales, y’all should really count the plaques
If it’s based off of pussy, y’all should really count the ass
If it’s based off of money, y’all should really count the cash (uh)
Move around with duffle bags like Floyd does
Sometimes nothing makes more noise than poise does
Coin us the best movement of all time
Dreams too big to think small time
I’m just on the same shit, take over the game shit
I just can’t relate to any B-level wave length

[Chorus]
It’s like everything changed
But I still feel the same
I’m just tryna run the motherfucking game
I’m on that
Yeah I’ll always be on that
It’s like everything changed
But I still feel the same
I’m just tryna run the motherfucking game
I’m on that
Yeah I’ll always be on that, yeah

Dave East – Found A Way (Paranoia Album)

[Tag]
CashMoneyAP
[Intro]
I found a way
It was so hard to get what I wanted, I found a way
I had to sacrifice for this life, I found a way
(Switch my whole life up)
[Chorus]
I found a way
It was so hard to get what I wanted, I found a way (found a way)
I had to sacrifice for this life, I found a way (found a way)
Got sick and tired of wearin’ the same clothes, I found a way (found a way)
Got tired of seein’ the same hoes, I found a way (found a way)
I found a way
Any drug, any plug on deck, if you come around the way
I got dimes on the way
Ain’t got time for no games
Just wanna shine like a chain
I’m out my mind, out my brain (brain)
From the grind came the fame (fame)
20-thousand in my back pocket, sorry nigga, I ain’t got the change
(I ain’t got it)
Niggas that I grew up with, hate me more than ever
Charge it to the game (uh)
I just play the back seat, gettin’ top, while the driver switch lanes

[Bridge 1]
It was so hard to get what I wanted, I found a way (found a way)
I had to sacrifice for this life, I found a way (found a way)
Got sick and tired of wearin’ the same clothes, I found a way (found a way)
Got tired of seein’ the same hoes, I found a way (found a way)
I found a way, I found a way
Any drug, any plug on deck, come around the way
I got dimes on the way
Ain’t got time for da’ games (no time)
Just wanna shine like a chain (shine)
I’m out my mind, out my brain
From the grind came the fame
20-thousand in my back pocket, sorry nigga, I ain’t got the change
[Verse 1]
Run up on me, must be out your brain
You and I, we are not the same
Ain’t say a word, when the cops a’ came
Money comin’, shit you gotta change
Hardest young nigga out the game
Watch my aim, got a hundred clip
Movin’ like I’m on the wanted list
I’m on a yacht, with a hundred Crips
I ain’t bitchin’, shit, I wanted this
Jump out in Louis Vuitton
White tee, black leather jacket, like I’m cool with The Fonz
Fuck the ring, kiss the shoe of a don
Hundred p’s, I could move ’em tomorrow

[Bridge 2: Dave East & D’anna Stewart]
It was so hard to get what I wanted, I found a way
(found a way)
I had to sacrifice for this life, I found a way
(found a way)
Got sick and tired of wearin’ the same clothes, I found a way
(I-I-I-I-I)
Got sick and tired of seein’ the same hoes, I found a way
(y-e-e-a-a-a-h)
I found a way
(found a way, found a way)
Any drug, any plug on deck, if you come around the way
I got dimes on the way
Ain’t got time for no games
Just wanna shine like a chain
I’m out my mind, out my brain
From the grind came the fame (find a way)
20-thousand in my back pocket, sorry nigga, I ain’t got the change
Niggas that I grew up with, hate me more than ever
Charge it to the game
I just play the back seat, gettin’ top, while the driver switch lanes
Pull up, new Maserati
I ain’t touch her body, but the bitch came
20-thousand in my back pocket, sorry nigga, I ain’t got the change
Niggas that I grew up with, hate me more than ever
Charge it to the game
I just play the back seat, gettin’ top, while the driver switch lanes
Pull up, new Maserati
I ain’t touch her body, but the bitch came

[Outro: Dave East]
I found a way
It was so hard to get what I wanted, I found a way
I had to sacrifice for this life, I found a way
Got sick and tired of wearin’ the same clothes, I found a way
Got sick and tired of seein’ the same hoes, I found a way
I found a way
I found a way
I found a way
It was so hard, I found a way
It was so hard to get what I wanted, I found a way
I found a way