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Dove Cameron – So Good Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Pop the champagne
I’m feeling elevated
Feeling motivated
Oh there’s something happening in my brain

I guess
It’s just one of those days
I’m waking up to someone
Feeling fucking awesome
I’m not sad when I’m watching him leave

[Chorus]
Low to high
Oh my my
I’m feeling so fucking good right now
I just wanna get drunk right now
I feel so damn alive
I don’t wanna come down
I’m feeling so fucking good right now

[Verse 2]
I can’t contain it
Maybe it was the breakup
Maybe I just woke up
On the right side of my empty bed

Maybe it’s nothing
Increase the dopamine
That keeps on stoking me
But I like what it’s done to my head

[Chorus]
Low to high
Oh my my
I’m feeling so fucking good right now
I just wanna get drunk right now
I feel so damn alive
I don’t wanna come down
I’m feeling so fucking good right now

[Bridge]
And I can’t explain it
But I hope it stays here
No I can’t explain it
But I hope it stays here

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m feeling so fucking good right now
I just wanna get drunk right now
I feel so damn alive
I don’t wanna come down
‘Cause I’m feeling so fucking good right now

[Outro]
Right now, right now, right now, right now
Right now, right now, right now, right now

Highly Suspect – Snow White Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall
I don’t like anything that I see at all
The harder I stare, the harder I fall
Mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall

[Chorus]
Why did you wait so long?
To admit that something is wrong
But you knew all along
That you’re turning into something that you hate
On God, I swear that I can be strong
I’ll kick as soon as it’s gone
‘Cause I don’t wanna be something I hate

[Verse 2]
Mirror, mirror, mirror up in the sky
I’m upside down watching myself fly
I feel a little better
‘Cause I’m super high
Mirror, mirror, please, just let me die

[Chorus]
Why did you wait so long?
To admit that something is wrong
When you knew all along
That you’re turning me into something that you hate
On God, ’cause I swear that I can be strong
I’ll kick as soon as it’s gone
‘Cause I don’t wanna be something I hate

[Bridge]
I feel like a Snow White
Everybody’s watching over me
This white light (White light) is too bright (Too bright)
Because it helps me sleep (Helps me sleep)
So if I die (I die), please don’t cry
‘Cause I (I), I’ll find my way
I’ll find my way

[Outro]
Mirror, mirror on the wall
I don’t look at anything to see at all
The harder I stare the harder I fall
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Mirror on the wall
I don’t look at anything to see at all
The harder I stare the harder I fall
Mirror, mirror on the wall
On God, I swear that I can be strong
I’ll kick as soon as it’s gone
‘Cause I don’t wanna be something I hate
Wake up

Highly Suspect – SOS Lyrics

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[Intro: Joe Duplantier]
I’ve been trapped
Desperation
Eternal life
Lies before you
What I owe
I want it back
Running on
In a past life

[Verse 1: Johnny Stevens]
It comes in waves but I play head games with myself
It’s no surprise the only prize is mental health
But you’ve got me trapped like an animal, no control
I’m used to being somebody else
I’ll take a big drink, it’s inevitable
But it never seems to help

[Chorus: Joe Duplantier, Johnny Stevens]
When we die (It’s happening to me)
The only thing we leave behind is memories (FInally over)
(Is it the start or is it the end?)
(I’m stuck in a violent dream)
(But I’ve been told)
The only time we need to think about is now
But how?
Time is running out

[Verse 2: Johnny Stevens]
So welcome to the show
It’s free to come but not to go
And please, no flash photography
Just let me captivate your soul
Gotta take my patient’s heart
So let me focus on the task
You’ll see I start by cutting deep
And then I take another bask
She found me when I was acting predictable
And now my time is running out
I just found out that I wasn’t invincible
And that I could use your help

[Chorus: Joe Duplantier, Johnny Stevens]
When we die (It’s happening again)
The only thing we leave behind is memories (Finally over)
(Is it the start or is it the end?)
(I’m stuck in a violent dream)
But I’ve been told (I’ve been told)
The only time we need to think about is now (Think about)
But how?
Time is running

[Bridge: Joe Duplantier]
No one knows
What happens
When we die
Do we remain
When we’re out
In outer space
In the void
Or die in flames?

[Outro: Joe Duplantier]
Now I stand
Desperation
Empty lie
Lying for you
Wanted out
Wanted out
Wanted out

Noah Cyrus – ​fuckyounoah Lyrics

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[Intro]
We got London On Da Track

[Verse 1]
I’m a narcissist
I can’t co-exist
One plus one equals me
And truth is I’m in love with it
‘Cause I’m a narcissist
That’s just what it is
No one fucks with me
‘Cause no one ever fucking loves a bitch

[Pre-Chorus]
I ain’t no good at love
I always fuck it up
I keep on going and going
Until they’ve had enough
I ain’t so good at love
I always fuck it up
I keep on going and going
Until they’ve given up

[Chorus]
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart
‘Cause I’m the one that’s leaving all your scars and
I can’t revive you ‘less I say bye to you
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I’m a hypocrite
I’ll probably never quit
I never practice what I preach
I do the opposite
Yeah, I’m a piece of shit
It makes me hard to miss
No one wants to be around
Another fucking hypocrite

[Chorus]
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart
‘Cause I’m the one that’s leaving all your scars and
I can’t revive you ‘less I say bye to you
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart

[Pre-Chorus]
I ain’t no good at love
I always fuck it up
I keep on going and going
Until they’ve had enough
I ain’t so good at love
I always fuck it up
I keep on going and going
Until they’ve given up

[Chorus]
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart
‘Cause I’m the one that’s leaving all your scars and
I can’t revive you ‘less I say bye to you
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart
‘Cause I’m the one that’s leaving all your scars and
I can’t revive you ‘less I say bye to you
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart

Highly Suspect – The Silk Road Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
(Eh, yeah)
I guess I gotta draw another line in the sand (Ha)
‘Cause there’s blood on American hands
And now you’re telling me it’s just God’s plan?
Well fuck that, fuck shit, and fuck God’s plan (Fuck)
Ashes to ashes to ashes to ashes
I could burn it down with a couple of burnt matches (Woo)
Madness, I keep a rifle underneath the mattress
With a blade just in case I gotta stab shit

[Chorus]
I feel the whole world scream like, “What the fuck?”
(Tearing up, I’m tearing up)
So I go out alone on the dance floor
And tear shit up (Tear it up)

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
Favorite number seven, seven-seven what I’m reppin’ (Gang)
Police tryna lock a nigga up and block my blessings (Damn)
Wonder what’s their method to the madness, ayy
I’ve been fighting all my life I feel like Cassius Clay (Ali)
If I had a fire-breathing dragon (What would you do?)
I would have him burn this whole shit to ashes (For what?)
Public schools ain’t worth shit, the media distract us
If it don’t pertain to them, they won’t report what’s tragic (That’s a fact)
But it’s happening in the academy
Police teaching officers to shoot you if you African
Tell you the truth, they pull me over, I ain’t having it
I’m packing it, they already look at us like savages
No, I’m not gon’ look the other way (No way)
Let me tell you ’bout this shit I seen the other day (What happened?)
Would keep my mouth closed, but this is not okay (No)
Baby girl slain and the killer got away (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Johnny Stevens]
Yeah, face it, there’s no love for the cops
Sick of all the innocent kids that get shot
Thinking of the innocent people behind bars
Systemic division designed to break hearts
And why not? It all come from the top
The modern day slavery business is hot
You’re basically racist if you say it’s not
I’ll say it like it is and, no, will not stop
These old dudes, they can’t keep an erection
Forced raped women to listen without question
Saying incest is just natural selection (Huh?)
You wanted tax cuts so you gave them the election (Woo)
They still send guns overseas (Pop, pop)
They still let veterans freeze
They have a Mar-a-Lago underneath the palm trees
Middle fingers up to you zombies

[Chorus]
I feel the whole world scream like, “What the fuck?”
(Tearing up, I’m tearing up)
So I go out alone on the dance floor
And tear shit up (Tear it up)
And when I look down at my hands, they are covered in blood
(Covered in blood, covered in blood)
I feel the whole world scream like, “What the fuck?”
(Tearing up, I’m tearing up)

[Outro]
Single, light a single candle in the window
Window, window (I’m losing my mind, yeah)
Single, let it burn, candle in the window
Window, window
One soul is a soul, a candle in the window
Window, window (Oh yeah, go)

Sheck Wes – YKTS Lyrics

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[Intro]
Fa-fa
Fa-fa-fa (Bitch)
Fa-fa-fa (Fa-fa)
Yeah, uh, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Still in this bitch with the same niggas I came with
I’ma be honest, I don’t feel no pain
I can’t even see you through my shades, bitch
On the West Coast with a bad bitch in my coupe
She’s used to the gangbangers
On the East Coast with the Less gang
On the block plottin’, thinking ’bout what we takin’, yeah
On the road though, gettin’ checks, uh
What a young nigga makin’, uh
I’ve been close to the angels, running away from Satan, uh
As-salamu alaykum, uh
I bring home the bacon, young Sheck Wes
I do not do Haram, uh, I eat the halal, uh
Pork, I ain’t never taste it
Never had a nine-to-five or had the late shift
Moms had to work so I had to raise me, uh
‘Cause shit was really hard, uh, it’s different for us
Anything I wanted, had to take it

[Break]
Yeah
Damn

[Verse 2]
I gotta go and get mine (Bitch)
I catch planes and catch flights (Catch flights, bitch)
I just copped a new ride (New ride)
Used to finesse MTA for the swipe (Swipe me)
Now it’s different foreigns when I slide (Slide, bitch)
Put this shit down, bitch, I’m stife
Gang got guns and knives (Lost Boys)
I’m from New York, baby, you’ll get sliced (Knife gang)
Buck fifty, baby, on sight (On sight, ow)
I want horsepower, I don’t want the ice (Want the ice)
I used to lust and do bad crime (Lust gang)
Now they put me in the New York Times (New York Times)
Bring tears right to my mother eyes
Play with my mother feelings, you’ll die (You’ll die pussy)
Gettin’ that chicken, Popeyes (Popeyes)
Green like spinach, Popeye (Popeye)
Pull up, Sheck Wes pop eyes
I don’t touch bitches, but I pop guys (I pop ’em)
Light up my blunt and get high (Higher)
If shit get crunk, I’ma rise (I’ma rise)
I pull up on arrival (Arrival)
You know the scouts with the guys
Whole lotta guns like Condoleezza Rice (Yeah)
I call the shots like Condoleezza Rice
I was in the projects eatin’ that rice (Rice)
Now a young nigga order wagyu (Bitch)
And I got beans up in my rice (My rice)
They want me to do the deal
If you ain’t got the millions, we can’t sign (I’ll wait)
Tell David, they got that chicken (Chicken)
We can’t pay the price, ain’t right (At all)
Cactus Jack, baby, I been winnin’ (Jack)
Man, that done changed my life (Facts)
Always keep a bad bitch, we got to hide (Got to hide)
Got a whole lotta worms in my colon (In my colon)
Deer shades all on my eyes (My eyes)
Can’t pull up on arrival (Yeah)
And you know the scouts with the guys
You know the scouts with the guys
You know the scouts with the guys
You know the scouts with the guys

[Outro]
Bitch

Highly Suspect – These Days Lyrics

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[Intro]
Something’s going on these days
I don’t belong here anyways
Something feels wrong these days
I hate  these days

[Chorus]
Woah, I hate these days
It doesn’t even matter anyways
Woah, I hate these days
Yeah, I hate these days

[Verse 1]
Hello
Is there a reason why you’re still breathing at all?
I don’t feel good, so
I don’t think I’ll pick up your call, no
You’re so stupid

[Chorus]
Woah, I hate these days
It doesn’t even matter anyways
Woah, I hate these days
Oh, I hate these days

[Verse 2]
What?
I don’t wanna hear it ’cause you think I’m just a slut
But I loved you
Trust
I never lied to you, I told you what was up
And now I can’t stand you
Sometimes, I need to bust a nut
That doesn’t mean I don’t love you
So what?
You’re saying that you wish that I was playing with your butt
I guess you can come over

[Chorus]
Woah, I love these days
It doesn’t even matter anyways
Woah, I hate these days
But nothing even matters, it doesn’t matter
Woah, I hate these days
It doesn’t even matter anyways
Woah, I hate these days
Hey, I hate these days

Frank Ocean – In My Room Lyrics

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[Verse]
No sleeper seats, that’s a mattress
No sleeper seats, that’s a mattress
You ain’t stingy split your tablets with me
You won’t flex when camera’s flashing, flashing
Not fake laidback no it’s natural
And I don’t think you made for the life I lead
I’m not fake patient, I don’t fake sick
That kinda coughin’ don’t need lean, rest in peace
Got this lust for life in me
Horny for the game
First they kiss then they bite soft
Then that bitch wanna play it off
Fuck it, I’m pretty still in a pit of snakes
Where serpents shake some brand new scales
I need a new face, I’m tired of these bills
Asking for millions, sleep with a rocket
Turn out the pocket, think that they Elvis
Plenty ungrateful, they don’t say thank you
They don’t say grace, not even for meals, not even for millions
Fuck it I’m pretty still, look at my grill
Richard Mille, look at my ears, flooded with diamonds
Look at my skills, running through blocks like 49ers
Forty-nine diamonds, they’re for my bracelet
That cost a wop, that cost a whopper
And it ain’t new, I had to knot it, John Ehret in my locker
Pretty still, and it ain’t no pretty pill
It’s either real or real
Real easy on the eyes, green like a soccer field
Skin hot, when they try me like how poppers feel
Hands shaking, norepinephrine level sky, rocket fuel

[Bridge]
Quit being violent with me
Quit being violent with me
Quit being violent with me
You make me violent

[Outro]
My room, my room, my room with me
Every night you were in my room
My room, my room with me
I guess I can’t state my feelings too soon
I don’t know you
And I can’t put no threats in the air

NLE Choppa – Forever Lyrics

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[Intro]
DrumDummie
CashMoney  AP
NLE 
Mook Got The Keys Jumpin’
Yeah
Yeah,  yeah, yeah

[Refrain]
I  see the way you looking, got a smile like your momma
And you make a nigga happy through my pain and my drama
And  we cruising up in traffic got the top down in the summer
I got this Glock up in my lap, ’cause you know we in the jungle
(I pull the trigger, let it run)
I can’t let a nigga take me from you
She  said these niggas can’t do it like you
That’s why a nigga all into it with you
And baby what’s on your mind, what’s your mood

[Verse 1]
I don’t like your attitude but I love how you move your body
Tell me everything, swear to God I won’t tell nobody
Real street nigga, ziplock, I’ma keep it silent
Get up in that pussy, I’ma kill it, I ain’t never stoppin’
I don’t know love but I love you
I got some trust issues but I trust you
I knew that pussy was gon’ be mine the first time that I fucked you
And I’m jumpin’ in your fight if a pussy hoe touch you
Sometimes I get up in my feelings I’m like “Damn, do she love me?”
Fine on the outside, inside I think she ugly
Baby girl I take my time, I ain’t doin’ no rushin’
I put my tongue on your neck, on your cheek you be blushy

[Chorus]
They say forever ain’t forever, oh-oh
But I know it’s gonna last ’cause I found my treasure

[Verse 2]
I say baby girl hold me, can you hold me? (Can you hold me?)
I be feelin’ so lonely, I be feelin’ so lonely (Lonely)
Feelin’ like I ain’t got nobody but you always beside me (You beside me, beside, yeah)
Me and you versus everybody, can’t nobody stop me
Can’t nobody stop me (Can’t nobody stop me)
Wake up in the mornin’ grab my stick then I kiss you
Make a couple plays then you know a nigga miss you
Soft spot for you like a nigga was some tissue
But I’m hard on a nigga, 7.62’s gon’ hit you
Every time I pop a perc I think about my past
Reminisce about these bitches that I dogged in the past
But I’m doin’ right by you, ’cause I want this shit to last
And if you get another nigga, I’ma put him in a bag
Real spill, a real thug I was taught to kill
Seen my nigga get wacked, I ain’t shed a tear
Tired of the fake love, I really want somethin’ real
Damage up inside but somehow you made a nigga heal
The way you look and got a smile like you momma
How you make a nigga happy through my pain and my trauma
And we cruisin’ up in traffic with the top down in the sun

[Refrain]
I see the way you looking, got a smile like your momma
And you make a nigga happy through my pain and my drama
And we cruising up in traffic got the top down in the summer
I got this Glock up in my lap, ’cause you know we in the jungle
(I pull the trigger, let it run)
I can’t let a nigga take me from you
She said these niggas can’t do it like you
That’s why a nigga all into it with you
And baby what’s on your mind, what’s your mood

[Chorus]
They say forever ain’t forever, oh-oh
But I know it’s gonna last ’cause I found my treasure

[Outro]
Know this shit gon’ last ’cause I done found my treasure

Krept & Konan – Cheating on Wifey Lyrics

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[Chorus: Mostack]
If I sleep with my gun is that cheating on wifey
I have to these niggas don’t like me
I don’t mind a likkle bus or a likkle drama
Pull up with your gang I do it how you want tah
See I don’t really spake I just mmm hmm hmm
You ain’t really street but mmm hmm hmm
My gyal wanna get the hmm hmm hmm
Give her that lit like mmmm hmm

[Verse 1: Krept]
Gyal what gives, sorry not bank
One question, are you gunna off pant
Man’s hot topic
Adam, Ishmael, Ibrahim sorry I’m just counting the profit
Big long coat when I enter, wait
I think I’m the black Arsène Wenger
Aim at your centre, tell me where your friends are
The ting went rrrah bet them man can’t rrremember
Got a couple marlis that don’t do raggar
Got no patience, big fucking hammer
And they always ask me the same damn question
Should I stab with dagger or shoot make splatter
Something dangerous in the night bag
I came with the crazy looking white lad
He looks kinda Irish, straps for a fivish
And he’s from joints Arthritis, Ay
Tell that gyal this is mint get your hand off
Real like Ramos, Gris like Cavos
Swap your flat from her jewels if I knock a couple grand off
Stones in my hand got me feeling like Thanos
Just a young nigga getting rich
Money like Mitch
Hussle like Nip
Used to have a big stick in the crib now I got a big crib in the sticks Ay

[Chorus: Mostack]
If I sleep with my gun is that cheating on wifey
I have to these niggas don’t like me
I don’t mind a likkle bus or a likkle drama
Pull up with your gang I do it how you want tah
See I don’t really spake I just mmm hmm hmm
You ain’t really street but mmm hmm hmm
My gyal wanna get the hmm hmm hmm
Give her that lit like mmmm hmm

[Verse 2: Konan]
Got-got something under the puffer
Red devil but I came with a gunner
Diors in the Spring double Gs in the Summer
Channels on your feet all I see is a runner (ooh)
Akhi in a dinger tryna find opp (scrr)
That big banger have you tryna find God
Came for the riches, taking your mrs
Jay 1 told you he’s joking but I’m not
Gold diggers looking for a pot of gold
Ice on my neck they don’t know if I’m hot or cold (crazy)
They keep telling me that I’m a role model but I’m here telling models roll (ay yo babes where you going?)
Right back to the suit if I sleep with my flicky does it mean I’m a G? ( am I a G?)
I can’t lie I fell in love with the beat but there’s not future she belongs to the street

[Chorus: Mostack]
If I sleep with my gun is that cheating on wifey
I have to these niggas don’t like me
I don’t mind a likkle bus or a likkle drama
Pull up with your gang I do it how you want tah
See I don’t really spake I just mmm hmm hmm
You ain’t really street but mmm hmm hmm
My gyal wanna get the hmm hmm hmm
Give her that lit like mmmm hmm
If I sleep with my gun is that cheating on wifey
I have to these niggas don’t like me
I don’t mind a likkle bus or a likkle drama
Pull up with your gang I do it how you want tah
See I don’t really spake I just mmm hmm hmm
You ain’t really street but mmm hmm hmm
My gyal wanna get the hmm hmm hmm
Give her that lit like mmmm hmm hmm

Yelawolf – Keep on Rollin Lyrics

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[Intro]
One, two, one

[Verse 1: Cub da CookUpBoss]
Salute me when you see me bitch, I’m the cook up boss
[?] life up in this bitch, now you gotta break me off
I party like a rockstar, you see me hoe
Henny where I put in work, best believe it hoe
See I am not a rapper, although, I’m something else
So I’ma turn it up a notch ’cause I don’t need these niggas help
Fuck y’all, not you, I mean all of y’all
I’m ESPN with this rappin’ shit, check my stats on how I ball
My elevator goin’ up, I’m never slowin’ up
‘Cause they gonna need a little more than lean
‘Cause I’m never givin’ up
I focused like I’m on some adderall
I got no review and no brakes, and I’m runnin’ out of patience

[Chorus: Yelawolf]
I don’t know where I’m goin’
I just know where I’ve been, I’ve been, yeah
I just keep on rollin’
Wherever the wind is blowin’, blowin’, yeah

[Verse 2: Big Henry]
Look at all this blood on my hands
Look at all these hands on my plate
Niggas that say that they real
They be the first ones to hate
Look at all the shit in my life
Did a lot of dirt to get stripes
But at the end of that night
Still need more than sacrifice
I’m the solo Orlando
Quartez [?] my family
We still goin’ commando, any business gets handled
Once the picture is painted, ain’t no way we can swerve
Get out what we put in, everything we deserve
Feelin’ good, feelin’ great, flights in and out of state
Must be in my DNA, the way I keep this shit straight
Fist full everyday, clips fool everyday
For whoever wanna play, boy I’m bustin’ out the gate

[Chorus: Yelawolf]
I don’t know where I’m goin’
I just know where I’ve been, I’ve been, yeah
I just keep on rollin’
Wherever the wind is blowin’, blowin’, yeah

[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
Uh, kinda like a Friday I feel
Kinda like a highway I feel, yeah
Hard white like a coke deal
Rollin’ with a spoke on the front wheel
Hardly in the wind, I’m tuned in
Let the grips underneath my rings, my teeth bling
Permanent pirate, slum to the dirt
Crown me king, imperial poet
Lace my bud with LSD
Picture me floatin’ at 16
Play with the ouija board ’til the Devil lost his focus
Mental wars, built me up
Veteran soldier, pistol totin’
Sharp as a sickle, drippin’, broken
Wish you would, I ain’t hopin’
Like a creek to an ocean eventually connects
I found my way into that wave and rode it with respect
Now some of these country boys are rappin’, but have no intellect
No introspective on the genre, just out there for that check
But fuck the world, I’m no lie detector
And if you’re conscious does not affect ya
[?] find investors
Monetize the lies you perfected
That’s a slippery slope to no end
But hey, that’s the way it goes then
After the show they close in
When you’re burning the wick at both ends

[Chorus: Yelawolf]
I don’t know where I’m goin’
I just know where I’ve been, I’ve been, yeah
I just keep on rollin’
Wherever the wind is blowin’, blowin’, yeah

[Outro]
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yelawolf – Here I Am Lyrics

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[Intro]
I’m the dude
I’m the dude

[Verse 1]
Catfish Billy’s on, premium gas
I’m fuckin’ heavin’ with cash
I spray the ceiling with louie
Gave the ceiling a bath
Oh you catchin’ feelings homie, ease it on back
Catch smoke from a young gun
You gonna have to breathe in a mask
Trap boy, are you in need of an ass whoopin
‘Cause the way you lookin’ makes me helium laugh
Even a grad student tryna be prudent will get tossed even as trash
Top of the morning to you
Oh I’m so different to you
Hopin’ you prayed this morning
That you said “Hallelujah”
Malcolm you in the middle your algorithm is screwed up
Yeah Mark Zuckerberg I’m tattooed up
Here I am

[Chorus]
Here I am
Sittin’ here
In my chair
Mindin’ my own business, this ain’t even fair
What you said
I don’t care
I don’t want no problems

[Post-Chorus]
I’ma whoop whoop, I’ma whoop, I’ma whoop
This motherfuckers ass I swear
I’ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I’ma tear this bitch up, I’ma throw a fuckin’ chair
I’ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I’ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I’ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I’ma tear this bitch up, I’ma throw a fuckin’ chair
I’ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear

[Verse 2]
You done woke up a sleeping giant, a heap of lions
You done stuck your hand on a pot that’s still fryin’
I done been down this road so many times that I could drive it blindfolded
Drunk, drop keys and hill climbin’
Bitch when I yell out uh-oh!
Slumerican squad up, motherucker uh-oh!
Salute the low lifes
You all up on me you gamblin’ that’s it no price
To be game, ’cause I got snake eyes on both dice
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
I’m still hungry but humble, so let me buy you dinner
Swipe that black card over your shoulder, goddamn
These conservative fucking yuppies, man but here I am

[Chorus]
Here I am
Sittin’ here
In my chair
Mindin’ my own business, this ain’t even fair
What you said
I don’t care
I don’t want no problems

[Post-Chorus]
I’ma whoop whoop, I’ma whoop, I’ma whoop
This motherfuckers ass I swear
I’ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I’ma tear this bitch up, I’ma throw a fuckin’ chair
I’ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I’ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I’ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear
I’ma tear this bitch up, I’ma throw a fuckin’ chair
I’ma whoop this motherfuckers ass I swear

[Outro]
Get up
Better tighten your lip up
I don’t give a damn about none of your crew
I’m about to do what daddy used to do and whip ya
Uh-oh, got a belly full of liquor, uh-oh
And I don’t give a damn about none of your crew
I’m about to do what daddy used to do
Get up
Better tighten your lip up
I don’t give a damn about none of your crew
I’m about to do what daddy used to do and whip ya
Uh-oh, got a belly full of liquor, uh-oh

Yung Bans – Partna In Crime (PIC) Lyrics

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[Intro]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
Better run, better run
Faster than my gun

[Chorus]
Woke up with money on my mind (Woke up with money on my mind)
No nine to five (No nine to five)
I think I’m ’bout to rob today (I think I’m ’bout to rob today)
I got that Nina on my side (On my side), partner in crime
Don’t wanna have to blow ya brain (Don’t wanna have to blow ya brain)
I love my main bitch and my side (I love my main bitch and my side)
They blow my line (They blow my line)
I told ’em both I need some space (I told ’em both I need some space)
Feel like Allah (Feel like Allah), I feel like God (I feel like God)
I wonder why (I wonder why)
These niggas say my name in vain (These niggas say my name in vain)

[Post-Chorus]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, faster than my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, faster than my gun

[Verse]
Faster than my gun (Yeah)
Blasted him for fun (Brrt)
Went from rags to rich as fuck
Bet the baddest bitch gon’ suck some
Pull up on her, bet she suck some
Hit her and her friend, that’s a plus one
I promise I came from nothin’
He ain’t rappin’, that nigga be bluffing
Draco came with a drum (Drum)
And that motherfucka got kick
Got it in the duffle, only way it’s gon’ fit
Still lookin’ for the nigga who been leakin’ my shit
Real niggas move in silence, if you ’bout it, keep it silent (Shh)
I got Dior on my visor ’cause the streets is gettin’ hotter (Pff)
I can’t sleep right now I’m grindin’
I been shinin’, look at these diamonds
Hope lil’ shawty don’t take it personal when I’ma bad timin’
Got a little bitch, she from Nevada
Shawty lil’ Spanish like Piña coladas
I woke, up told her, “Let’s get this money”
Her nigga done had too much [?] (Woo, woo, woo)

[Chorus]
Woke up with money on my mind (Woke up with money on my mind)
No nine to five (No nine to five)
I think I’m ’bout to rob today (I think I’m ’bout to rob today)
I got that Nina on my side (On my side), partner in crime
Don’t wanna have to blow ya brain (Don’t wanna have to blow ya brain)
I love my main bitch and my side (I love my main bitch and my side)
They blow my line (They blow my line)
I told ’em both I need some space (I told ’em both I need some space)
Feel like Allah (Feel like Allah), I feel like God (I feel like God)
I wonder why (I wonder why)
These niggas say my name in vain (These niggas say my name in vain)

[Post-Chorus]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, faster than my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, faster than my gun

Highly Suspect – Fly Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Don’t like the way that I look
I don’t like the way that I feel
I’m acting like everything’s cool but maybe it’s time I start keeping it real
I’ve thought about killing myself
I’ve thought about ending it all
I’ve thought about standing on top of my building in Brooklyn and seeing how long it would take me to fall
I’m scared
And I’m losing my patience
I wanna feel weightless
I hate this
What’s up?
Ayy, don’t know why I’m so fucked up
It sucks
Ayy, maybe I’m over-dramatic
But I’m just keeping it real
I’m not always okay
I don’t know how to deal
I wish I had someone to give me some love
I wish I had someone to give me a hug
I’m sick of the liquor and sick of the drugs
I wish I could just stop fucking up

[Chorus]
Dear Johnny, be honest
You can change if you wanted
And let me tell you something else that’s true
There’s no one else that’s just like you
Dear Johnny, be real
It’s okay to feel
One day you’re gonna hear this song
And laugh because you stayed so strong

[Verse 2]
Got a brother I know that I don’t call enough
“Hey baby boy, what’s up? I miss you so much”
Got a father that raised me when shit got tough
But we don’t really know how to talk about stuff
Got a mother I ain’t seen in 18 years
Just know that I forgive you, there’s been too many tears
I hope I don’t get any older
With this chip up on my shoulder
I think it’s time I switched it all up

[Chorus]
Dear Johnny, be honest (Yeah)
You can change if you wanted
And let me tell you something else that’s true (True)
There’s no one else that’s just like you
Dear Johnny, be real
It’s okay to feel (Yeah)
One day you’re gonna hear this song
And laugh because you stayed so strong

[Bridge]
I’m falling away
From everything that’s ever brought me down
I am the sound
Now
I’m falling away
From everything that’s ever brought me down
I am the sound
Now

[Chorus]
Dear Johnny, be honest (Yeah)
You can change if you wanted
And let me tell you something else that’s true
There’s no one else that’s just like you
Dear Johnny, be real (Oh)
It’s okay to feel (Yeah)
One day you’re gonna hear this song
And laugh because you stayed so strong

[Outro]
Hahahaha
I feel better already
Yeah
Think I just needed to get some shit off my chest
Wow
Thank you for listening
Thank you for being a part of our life
Shout out to Studio G
Shout out to Brooklyn
Shout out to Venice Beach
Shout out to Pam the cat
Shout out to Jolene the dog
And word to Eleven
Yeah, love you
This is a family
This is MCID
Hahahahaha

Highly Suspect – Freakstreet Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Be the shit you talk about
Or shut your stupid drama mouth
It’s sunny out, I’m runnin’ out
Of time to care about what you think
You’re the only one who’s never really havin’ fun
You’re all in my face, runnin’ in place
Get out of my way
And will the left side move over?
Will the right side move over
I’m comin’ down the middle today (Hey)
And I’m not about to share my lane (Hey)

[Chorus]
I’m washin’ all my history away
I don’t ever want to feel the same
I’m hopin’ that these memories will fade
Hallelujah
I’m washin’ all my history away
You can change or you can stay the same
I’m hopin’ that these memories will fade
Hallelujah

[Verse 2]
The change will come eventually
Nothing lasts eternally
Except for the changing tides
Nothing ever mattered, my love
A dream is all it ever was
Please take your time to cry

[Chorus]
I’m washin’ all my history away
I don’t ever want to feel the same
I’m hopin’ that these memories will fade
Hallelujah
I’m washin’ all my history away
You can change or you can stay the same
I’m hopin’ that these memories will fade
Hallelujah

[Verse 3]
(What was that?)
You ain’t ever heard of a boy that’s this bad
Your kids are callin’ me “dad” (Dad?)
I’m in love with the beat
I love to be free, I love bein’ me
I love the damn streets, I love the dance freak
My left foot broke and I can still kick heat, easy
Look how I do
Look at me travel the world with my crew
Look at me travel the world on my own
I’m in my zone, I do it all while I’m stoned

[Bridge]
Stoned, all while I’m stoned, stoned
I’m stoned, stoned, I’m stoned
I’m stoned, stoned…

[Chorus]
I’m washin’ all my history away
I don’t ever want to feel the same
I’m hopin’ that these memories will fade
Hallelujah
I’m washin’ all my history away
You can change or you can stay the same
I’m hopin’ that these memories will fade
Hallelujah

Kane Brown – For My Daughter Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Someone to play catch with out in the backyard
To pick up the pieces of your first broken heart
Someone to say slow down when you turn sixteen
Yeah, I grew up without a dad, I’m gonna be the best one I can be

[Verse 2]
Someone to scare the monsters, when it’s dark in your room
Someone to put their foot down when you want a tattoo
And not just say I love you, but show you what it means
Yeah, I grew up without a dad, I’m gonna be the best one I can be

[Chorus]
They say dads are supposed to shape you and in a way I guess mine did
I knew what I wouldn’t do if I ever had a kid
They say history repeats itself
Well, I guess that’s up to me
I grew up without a dad, I’m gonna be the best one I can be

[Verse 3]
Someone to let you fall down and teach you how to get back up
Teach you how to be sweet like mamma and how to be tough
Yeah, I’ll never be perfect, but sure as those lines are pink
Yeah, I grew up without a dad, I’m gonna be the best one I can be

[Chorus]
They say dads are supposed to shape you and in a way I guess mine did
I knew what I wouldn’t do if I ever had a kid
They say history repeats itself
Well, I guess that’s up to me
I grew up without a dad, I’m gonna be the best one I can be

Yeah, I can’t change the past, but the past has sure changed me
I grew up without a dad, I’m gonna be the best one I can be
I said I’m gonna be a dad and I’m gonna be the best one I can be

[Outro]
The best one I can be
Love you, baby girl

Earl Sweatshirt – 4N Lyrics

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[Intro: Mach-Hommy]
Uh-huh
Send me the invoice for all that shit
Bet we can pinpoint all that shit
Then we can enjoy all that bread
Send me the invoice
Send me the invoice for all that shit
Bet we can pinpoint all that shit
Then we can enjoy all that bread
Send me the invoice
Send me the invoice for all that shit
Bet we can pinpoint all that shit
Then we can enjoy all that bread
Send me the invoice
Send me the invoice for all that shit
Bet we can pinpoint all that shit
Then we can enjoy all that bread
Send me the invoice
Send me the invoice for all that shit
Bet we can pinpoint all that shit
Then we can enjoy all that bread
Send me the invoice
Send me the invoice for all that shit (Uh-huh)
Bet we can pinpoint all that shit
Then we can enjoy all that bread (My nigga)
Send me the invoice (Okay)

[Verse 1: Mach-Hommy]
Too much resin, resin, not enough resin
Too much 77, not enough 7
Too much Evanescence, wake you up inside with a Wesson
Too much dereliction, nosedives for the wretched
Shoot a Mac .11, take a vote ridin’ on the jet
And do a chapter 7, chapter 11
Session for session, foot in your ass like lederhosen
Suppose that, allegedly
I was chosen to keep your speakers broken
Allegedly bespoke and smokin’ we keep the beacon glowin’
Serrano, ham leg, hangin’ in the window
Arrested Development Mr. Wendal
Surreptitious niggas would miss a info
[?] sicko
Or catch me at no awards ceremony
Perish the hegemony horse feathers homie
Delicatessen hoagie, pressure on me, never lonely
Tenderonie, skeleton extra boney
Never phony, relish the testimony

[Spoken Word]
And I began to riot

[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-uh
Bend we don’t break, swing we don’t miss
We just might might be okay, the same voltage
Hold the charge like the phone lit
No regards for the bullshit
Who all in? who got the cards flipped?
Who on shit, who get the target split
Who on your marksman’s bad side
Going in landmines, don’t count steps
The old chest said it’s about time
Slow breathe, cold flesh made her mouth cry
We know death, alright let’s go left
Hand signs, still with the bands like lead singers
Niggas remember them camp fires
I dip when they capsize
And swift hit the roads kickin’ cans like chivalry dead
You really dead, but we still ahead
Couple clips left, couple lips cleft
Hammer and nail, Hommy and Earl
Spotting, got ’em from the top of the hill
Wrote it on the foggiest mirror
The quality thorough, ill
It’s all I could spill
There’s more I could do
Ooh ooh ooh ooh

[Instumental Outro]

Earl Sweatshirt – EAST Lyrics

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[Verse]
Double back when you got it made
Thirty racks and weed, no fat in the collard greens
Off top was me, no cap, I don’t bottle things
Flashin’ grandmama rings on her fingers and fondle the thing
Hollow with glee
Not ominous but James Harden D
Weak niggas guarding will peak
Followers just like me
I lost my phone and consequently
All the feelings I caught for my GF
My hands was on her wings
I took ’em off, had a story careen against the bars
My canteen was full of the poison I need
The trip as long as steep
My innocence was lost in the East
Amidst the thick exhaust
Ahki hit the horn, it beep
Mention my sentence is strong
We all that we need
But don’t call me brother no more
I keep my sentences short
Stack Pendleton keep me warm in the winter
Ksubi’s cuff done hit the floor
Doobie Brothers where the city morgue
Who would truly love a visit from us?
My soul and my heart
All in it, keep fishing
Gone, the macabre finish
And miss my Pop dukes, might just hit me
Depending how I play my cards
The wind whispered to me, “Ain’t it hard?”
I wait to be the light shimmering from a star
Cognitive dissonance shattered and the necessary venom restored
As if it matters if you think it matters anymore
‘Cause shit be happening with quick results
They couldn’t fathom all the damage that had to get done
Piglets in a barrel we cookin’ up
Don’t get a sparrow, no harrowed runics in that there tomb
And a share of deadly flowers bloom
Holler rabidly, we stare at you
And say a prayer
Let’s take it there like carrier pigeon
50,000 roots, none of ’em rigid
Some of them wicked how they grew

Earl Sweatshirt – EL TORO COMBO MEAL Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Mavi]
Man
Lost my dawg to the staircase, took the highest spot on the podium
Ghostin’ niggas, probably smokin’ to the thought of knowin’ us
They loss a part of growin’ up
Spurned is learned, I had to keep a wedge to get out of the rough
Fuses clipped for nuisance, disrespect ’cause we carried enough
I promised I’d bury the grudge, preparing the carrion grub
Larry Oops, I was lost in the alley, in the air but not stuck
I spun ’til the lost of my grandmama buried the dunk
Send ’bout a prayer a month, through the above
Niggas moody but imbued with the funk
Better shit to do than play with food
The rhyming Rubik’s for fun
But I do what I want, ayy
And I rue what it was later, a looter as such
Confusingly up with paper
I’m shootin’ ones with the judge if he sentence my brother
Been with him, muzzled us from the cradle
So we goin’ to the grave with this shit
If we join the second line
The ancestors’ll hand us a drum to load the second time
Somethin’ scary ’bout airin’ out the shit I compressed
The fare gettin’ fairer now, the cost is
An arm, leg, an arm, leg, and a head
In all bread, the conquest for text, I’m pawnin’ the rest
My Bompton partner spawn when donning the red
I’m all on they neck ’til my car park is pardoning French
Spar with a few niggas, sparkin’ at the larger percentage
What’s alternate when the losses come as often as wins?
An imposter clique thick
Don’t got a job, I only ball off pick-six
I’m fraught with friction, in July, we had shit lit as Christmas
Hollins been sensed niggas been lyin’, but we ain’t gon’ mention
Boo hit the stu’ and started sweating’, told her this the kitchen
You knew the rules
And we knew how to shoot the loopholes, jugo, beaucoup loot
And my kin and ‘nem got the cannon, you gon’ juke or boogaloo?
I been spinnin’ around the answer
Non-definitive, I just crammed it
Outward gifted, inward feel damned
I took my lumps, my bruises, grooves
What the fuck are you to do?

[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
Every time a nigga didn’t spot me
I had to figure out my own thing
Now we at the precipice droppin’
Harry Potter with the Dub-D’s
Magic hands, nigga, what cheese?
Had a chance, didn’t crush me
We gon’ get it by all means
Rest in piece to my Ras G
Raw Fruit in the box, seeds
Let go, then I got wings
I’m seein’ red, I’ma charge
You seein’ red ’cause you salty
I keep the tears out my mind reach
I put my fears in a box like a prayer that you won’t read
Spirited Away the whole thing
Peerin’ away, I won’t leave
See you starin’ into old beefs
Ticket booths where they told me
Thickest thorns on the roses
Pistons roarin’ like I’m Rasheed
Pistons roarin’ like I’m Ben Wallace
Pistons roarin’ like Chauncey
Fill up somethin’ ’cause I been drivin’
Every time a nigga didn’t spot me
I had to figure out my own thing
Now we at the precipice droppin’

Eminem – Everything Lyrics

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[Intro]
CD’s ain’t selling no more anyways man…
Look at SoundScan
I really don’t think it matters if…

[Chorus]
Everything I do is number one that makes you two
And that spells trouble for me and you
‘Cause that’s how beef starts between crews
And I don’t mind if I debut at number two
So why do you? If we make money
And why can’t you be satisfied with what you do?

[Verse]
It’s like our legacy’s pregnant, we’re planting eggs every record
They’re beggin’ me to release a CD every other second
But don’t expect it, ’cause every time I get hit with that question
I just deflect it, get Cashis or 50’s record and check it
And Buck is out like get these motherfuckers out ‘fore I smack ’em
Plus T.I. just dropped an album now, go out and get that one
And I got a whole stable of artists who’s able and fully capable
Of holdin’ a label ’til I figure out when I’m ready to drop
Or maybe not, Shady, look how hot you were on top
You were pop, you were so popular, now you’re not
You’re all washed up entrepreneur, how’s it possible?
Well, it’s not, if your little fickle minds would’ve caught on, but you didn’t
See, I don’t rap for the green, I mean, I ain’t greedy
But I also know what it’s like to be needy, and I will never
Go back to poverty, see, it ain’t easy to try to step
Away from entertainment, separate it from CDs
And everyday it just seems like we’re beefin’, even the media’s
Meat eaters, they gotta give you something to read
Or you won’t buy it, believe what you wanna believe
Let ’em feed to you the BS, P.S., peace to T.I
You gon be ‘aight and we out

[Chorus (fading)]
Everything I do is number one that makes you two
And that spells trouble for me and you
‘Cause that’s how beef starts between crews
And I don’t mind if I debut at number two
So why do you? If we make money
And why can’t you be satisfied with what you do?

[Spoken Outro]
Peace!
Hold your head up on ’em!
You know how we do what we gonna do
When we do it and we don’t give a fuck what you’re doin’
We gon’ touchdown! Back up in the private charter plane!
We gon’ touchdown! You know we gon’ get it crackin’ man!
We gon’ touchdown! I told you ain’t no way to keep ’em quiet
With T.I. and Shady, baby, they gon’ make a bigger riot
When we touchdown!

Earl Sweatshirt – OD Lyrics

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[Intro]
Give it up, we—

[Verse]
Somebody tooted in the student commons
The bell rang, he went home then argued in the comments
I watched the doppler move
I watched a child get introduced to violence
I beat you to the point, my noose is golden
True and livin’, lonesome, pugilistic moments, riveting
Come get to know me at my innermost
My family business anguished, now I need atonement
I set the goals, half my wings is broken
I spread the other for my brodie OD
Tiptoeing too much love, my sister showed in a rut
We getting over sinning up
Living in the moment, you been corrupt
Have some ginabut
Since a jit I figured what’s the use in giving up
I can’t give enough, shilajit in my sippy cup
Healing cuts, but real-really
I’m refilling the pump, no concealing it
Enemy up in arms bearing snubs
They just freakin’ see the cub
My memory really leaking blood, it’s congealing, stuck
Pieces in slums, one, peaking in the dust, weaving
I remember woods
I remember endo when he wasn’t remembering much
I remember love healing the ruptures
Feeling rushed, grew up quick
Trip around the sun, this my 25th, give it up
Gin and rum
We wasn’t supposed to be alive, no funny shit

[Outro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Give it up

Earl Sweatshirt – TISK TISK / COOKIES Lyrics

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[Part I: TISK TISK]

[Intro]
Shit
Fuck, nigga
Promise I’ll never forget
And I promise I knew what it is
When I knew you, you wasn’t a snitch, snitch
Tisk-tisk, nigga, snitch
Shit
Fuck, nigga
Promise I’ll never forget
And I promise I knew what it is
When I knew you, you wasn’t a snitch
Tisk-tisk, nigga

[Part II: COOKIES]

[Chorus]
Run for your life
I took the cookies, put ’em to the side
Sunny day, but I’m cooking inside
Muddy path, but I’m taking my time

[Verse]
I need cash money, baby, we live
I remember they ain’t save me a slot
Back up when niggas hit the jackpot
I got sense, I’m tryna get me some guap
I need the tint
Just like my daddy skin, dark
I see your nigga, too bad he a mark
I see real niggas just jab, they don’t bark
I see you tryna rekindle the spark
Reelin’ from loss, yeah
Inner remorse, divorce your spirit and corpse, corpse
I tell you I’m hearing it all
The wisdom that’s in your remarks
The silliness in you, I mourn
The moments that’s tender and soft
I’m in ’em, the memories got strong
But some of ’em lost
The silliness in you, I mourn
The moments that’s tender and soft
I’m in ’em, the memories got strong
But some of ’em long gone

[Chorus]
Run for your life
I took the cookies, put ’em to the side
Sunny day, but I’m cooking inside
Muddy path, but I’m taking my time
Run for your, run for your life
I took the cookies, put ’em to the side
Sunny day, but I’m cooking inside
Muddy path, but I’m taking my time

Yelawolf – So Long Lyrics

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[Intro]
You was just a baby girl looking for a new job
I was typhoon, cartoon for you to watch
Took you by the belt loop, said “How can I help you?”
How can I assume you would tie me in two knots?
How can I assume you would tie me in two knots?
How can I assume you would tie me in two knots?

[Chorus]
All the shit that we went through
Wasn’t worth holding on
And you said “So long”
And I said “So long”
All the shit that we went through
Wasn’t worth holding on
And you said “So long”
And I said “So”…

[Verse 1]
You must’ve been sick of my shit and I never seen it
You must’ve saw the demon that slipped and then got between us
I thought I was invincible [?]
I told you to leave but you know I never really mean it
Now good idea, a fucking genius
Leave the one person behind whose love for you is the cleanest
Or to see whose trash is clinging to my bullshit
When in fact my grass was the greenest
But me and that bottle was a repeat song
I drug you down that road and the road was long
But I’m about as wrong as one man can be wrong
And all I wanna do now is come back home
‘Cause I love you

[Chorus]
All the shit that we went through
Wasn’t worth holding on
And you said “So long”
And I said “So long”
All the shit that we went through
Wasn’t worth holding on
And you said “So long”
And I said “So”…

[Verse 2]
99 bottles of pain killers all gone
99 reasons I gave you to leave me alone
99 days in a slump, three months and no call
I got 99 problems and I’m the reason for them all
Still the son of a bitch you met, still drinking myself to death
Still stuck tryna find my father, the search isn’t helping yet
I sent you a seldom text at night when I seldom rest
But you closed the curtain on me, now I’m just a silhouette
I felt like an animal, but an animal’s not a pet
Yeah it’s all fun and games until water’s running red
I don’t know why I had to hurt myself just to feel regret
But I need you that your love isn’t finished yet, damn

[Chorus]
All the shit that we went through
Wasn’t worth holding on
And you said “So long”
And I said “So long”
All the shit that we went through
Wasn’t worth holding on
And you said “So long”
And I said “So”…

[Outro]
You was just a baby girl looking for a new job
I was typhoon, cartoon for you to watch
Took you by the belt loop, said “How can I help you?”
How can I assume you would tie me in two knots?
How can I assume you would tie me in two knots?
How can I assume you would tie me in two knots?

Highly Suspect – Arizona Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Rich Meyer]
Touch down in Arizona
Red eyes like stones
Bags heavy on the floor
Sex on the telephone
Still searching high and low
Somewhere for you in my dreams
I thought I was closer
But I was only losing
My sense of touch and
We never did it sober
Time has a wounded heel
Only the feeling

[Chorus]
Maybe our love
Maybe our love won’t pass us by
What you’ve been through
What you’ve done too
No one can deny
But now I’m gonna try

[Verse 2]
Here lies another number
Etched in the wall of stones
Field of broken hearts
Power lines and creosote
Caught in a certain state
Where I thought I was closer
I was only losing
My sense of touch and
We never did it sober
But time has a wounded heel
Only revealing

[Chorus]
Maybe our love
Maybe our love won’t pass us by
What you’ve been through
What you’ve done too
No one can deny

[Outro]
And I could never be
What you want from me
So we’ll die
I’ve still got to try

Yelawolf – Box Chevy 7 Lyrics

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[Intro]
Oh, oh
Get it, get it, get it
Oh, oh
Get it, get it, get it
Oh, oh
Get it, get it, get it
Yeah

[Verse 1]
If I see two Maybachs, I’ma park it in the middle
Throw my keys at the butler and then get ’em
No ID, I’ma walk up through the middle
Candy-coated whip like a pocket full of Skittles
Money in my pocket but I don’t know how to act right
Glock in the glove box like a flashlight
Cub in the mop-top in the backlight
Zilla Gorilla he’s a killer, that’s night night
Legends in the fog
Got me a Chevy, baby, and I’ma let it crawl
Got me a pack ready, and I’ma make a call
Gettin’ your racks ready and maybe we can talk, y’all
Know we get down motherfuckers in niche, Nashville done got beat up, yeah
Talkin’ shit on the Woozy got crack
Left him on his back, left his fucking feet up

[Pre-Chorus]
We just bad motherfuckers
Bad motherfuckers
Some bad motherfuckers better listen to the song
Tryna be good but they wanna do me wrong
So give me that Loc in the tone
Ghetto cowboy stay ready
All night long let ’em mop

[Chorus]
I hear ’em talkin’, gawkin’, when they see me walkin’
To my 1979, 1979 (Box!)
I see you stalkin’, hawkin’, with your coffin
Over my 1979, 1979 (Box!)
You mad I can tell it, tell it, ’cause you jealous
Over my 1979, 1979 (Box!)
I pop that trunk and nail it, send it sailin’
From my 1979

[Verse 2]
If I get drunk I’ma leave her, pick her up tomorrow
Don’t get behind the wheel if I’m pickin’ up a bottle
Never roll the dice but, yeah I hit the lotto
Swung to the dirt yeah livin’ by the motto
Catfish Billy trappin’ out the Yamaco
Rebel, I’m a rebel like David Allen Coe
Kickin’ in a red pan, cooking that dough
Brenda does your dog bite, no child no
Legends in the fog
Never go back to being broke not at all
Gotta gold plaque up on the studio wall
I had to go back to get it from my Papa, uh
Alabama, Georgia, Tenenssee
A recipe for disaster, put the beat up
Me and the Chevy’s like pastors to Jesus
A haystack, I’m that needle, we just

[Pre-Chorus]
We just bad motherfuckers
Bad motherfuckers
Some bad motherfuckers better listen to the song
Tryna be good but they wanna do me wrong
So give me that Loc in the tone
Ghetto cowboy stay ready
All night long let ’em mop

[Chorus]
I hear ’em talkin’, gawkin’, when they see me walkin’
To my 1979, 1979 (Box!)
I see you stalkin’, hawkin’, with your coffin
Over my 1979, 1979 (Box!)
You mad I can tell it, tell it, ’cause you jealous
Over my 1979, 1979 (Box!)
I pop that trunk and nail it, send it sailin’
From my 1979 (Box!), 1979 (Box!)
I hear ’em talkin’, gawkin’, when they see me walkin’
To my 1979, 1979 (Box!)
I see you stalkin’, hawkin’, with your coffin
Over my 1979, 1979 (Box!)
You mad I can tell it, tell it, ’cause you jealous
Over my 1979, 1979 (Box!)
I pop that trunk and nail it, send it sailin’
From my 1979 (From my, from my, from my)

[Outro]
Oh, oh
Get it, get it, get it
Oh, oh
Get it, get it, get it
Oh, oh
Get it, get it, get it
Oh, oh
Get it, get it, get it
Oh, oh
Get it, get it, get it
1979
Oh, oh

Miguel – Funeral Lyrics

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[Chorus]
Send my regards to the mother and father
‘Cause somebody’s daughter I just fucking slayed
Blood on the carpet, it came from my heart
Once I start, I can’t stop it, and now we are prey

[Verse 1]
I wanna dive in you tonight
Wouldn’t that be special? (Special)
‘Cause you’re so fucking special (Special)
And I think we ain’t a rental (No)
I wanna get you so high (High)
‘Til you feel it in your mental (Mental)
Do you feel me in your mental? (Mental)
I’m fucking drilling in your dead soul(Woah oh)

[Pre-Chorus]
I lost my mind, yeah
So I made y’all’s mind up
Two souls and a dance with the de-
And only one comin’ alive

[Chorus]
Send my regards to the mother and father
‘Cause somebody’s daughter I just fucking slayed
Blood on the carpet, it came from my heart
Once I start, I can’t stop it, and now we are prey

[Post-Chorus]
(Aah, twerk)
Go until you see the light
(Yeah)
Baby, do you see the light?
(That’s right)

[Verse 2]
Call the coroner tonight (Tonight)
Blacked-out girl it’s a funeral (Funeral)
She was dead on arrival (Arrival)
Heart crossed, hand on the Bible (Alright)

[Pre-Chorus]
I lost my mind, yeah
So I made y’all’s mind up
Two souls and a dance with the de-
And only one comin’ out alive

[Chorus]
Send my regards to the mother and father
‘Cause somebody’s daughter I just fucking slayed
(Call the coroner tonight)
Blood on the carpet (It’s a funeral tonight)
It came from my heart (My condolences tonight)
Once I start, I can’t stop it (Go until you see the light)
And now we are prey

Yelawolf – Ghetto Cowboy Lyrics

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[Intro]
3, 2, 1, jump (Ohhhhhhh)
3, 2, 1, jump (Ghetto, ghetto)
3, 2, 1, jump (Ohhhhhhh)
3, 2, 1, jump (Ghetto, ghetto)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, back from the dead motherfucker
Hold up, back from the dead motherfucker
Guilty for killin’ these stale motherfuckers
Look straight at the judge that’s what I said motherfucker
Fell in the pit and bumped my head motherfucker
Bounced back on two legs motherfucker
Got shot with a silver bullet, ate the lead motherfucker
Sleepin’ on me, go back to bed motherfucker
Shoot ’til the water runs red motherfucker
I’m the son of a gangster, you scared motherfucker
Take a shovel up out the shed motherfucker
This planet could trimmin’ the hedge motherfucker
All the celebrity wed motherfuckers
Better leave the talkin’ to TED motherfucker
I ride dolo in that sled motherfucker
M.W.A., yeah motherfucker

[Chorus]
Ghetto cowboy
Ghetto cowboy (Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
Ghetto cowboy
Ghetto cowboy (Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
Ghetto cowboy

[Verse 2]
Yeah, and now I’m feelin’ great motherfucker
Prime steak is on the plate motherfucker
Went from sellin’ that mixtape motherfucker
To headlinin’ 100K motherfucker
808s motherfucker
I serve the bass motherfucker
Tell hip-hop it’s a new day motherfucker
At that rock and roll pace motherfucker
Outlaw, yeah that way motherfucker
Hold up, yeah, that way motherfucker
I’m an animal if my heart breaks motherfucker
That’s why I’m hard to shake motherfucker
Blood, sweat and pain makes motherfuckers
Well I must be a made motherfucker
Down here with no breaks motherfucker
M.W.A., yeah motherfucker

[Chorus]
Ghetto cowboy
Ghetto cowboy (Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
Ghetto cowboy
Ghetto cowboy (Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
Ghetto cowboy

[Instrumental Outro]

Bea Miller – THAT BITCH Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I been runnin’ my mouth around the corner
Chasin’ it down the street
I cash in my words like I’m a billionaire
But I don’t have food to eat
And I keep talkin’ like I’m taller than the trees
But my eyes never see much higher than five feet
And I keep on tellin’ everyone the truth
But maybe that’s not the move
And everyone wants to hear a strong opinion
If it’s the same as you
And they say honesty is the best policy
If that were true, don’t think all of my friends would hate me

[Chorus]
Society is suckin’ on your dick
And since I got a pussy, I’m a bitch
And since you are a dude, yeah, you can tell the truth
But as soon as I do, I’m a bitch
Society is suckin’ on your dick
And since I got a pussy, I’m a bitch
And since you are a dude, yeah, you can tell the truth
But as soon as I do, I’m a bitch

[Verse 2]
There was a time, this guy, he tried to tell me
“Men can cheat, women can’t”
Then he proceeded to ask me out on a date
And I fuckin’ laughed
If you’re a woman, you were made to pleasure me
But out in public, hide them shoulders underneath

[Chorus]
Society is suckin’ on your dick
And since I got a pussy, I’m a bitch
And since you are a dude, yeah, you can tell the truth
But as soon as I do, I’m a bitch
Society is suckin’ on your dick
And since I got a pussy, I’m a bitch
And since you are a dude, yeah, you can tell the truth
But as soon as I do, I’m a bitch

[Bridge]
(If I have to be, I’ma be that bitch)
I’m that motherfuckin’ bitch
(If I have to be, I’ma be that bitch)
You should be suckin’ on my clit
(If I have to be, I’ma be that bitch)
I said, I’m a, I’m a, I’m a bitch
(If I have to be, I’ma be that bitch)
I dare you, stop me

[Chorus]
Society is suckin’ on your dick (On your dick)
And since I got a pussy, I’m a bitch (I’m a bitch)
And since you are a dude, yeah, you can tell the truth
But as soon as I do, I’m a bitch
Society is suckin’ on your dick (On your dick)
And since I got a pussy, I’m a bitch (I’m a bitch)
And since you are a dude, yeah, you can tell the truth
But as soon as I do, I’m a bitch

[Outro]
(If I have to be, I’ma be that bitch)
Watch me
(If I have to be, I’ma be that bitch)
I said, I’ll be that bitch
So stop me
Well, that song’s done
Song’s done, you’re done
Fuck! Fuck!
Oh my god! A banger!

Labrinth – Where the Wild Things Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
We live that Vegas life
With a face like Krugger and Jason
We made some friends that night
There was rum, red wine, there was Jameson’s
Taking no prisoners, right
Yeah, we own the sky like spaceships

[Pre-Chorus]
We float on air
So high off the ground
We float on air

Hey, don’t you know
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh, yes it’s gonna happen tonight
Hey, don’t you know
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
[?] with Snow White

[Chorus]
It’s where the wild things are
It’s where the wild things are
It’s where my heart’s gon’ start
It’s where the wild things are
Put your fucking glasses up

Animals, animals
Put your fucking glasses up

[Verse 2]
Look ma, I’m flying now
The young, the rich, and the reckless
She took my hand and she let me down
To the powder room and the necklace
You can’t bring us back to earth
‘Cause the poison’s got us in heaven

[Pre-Chorus]
We float on air
Don’t fuck with my heart
I’ll float on air

Hey, don’t you know
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh, yes it’s gonna happen tonight
Hey, don’t you know
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
[?] with Snow White

[Chorus]
It’s where the wild things are
It’s where the wild things are
It’s where my heart’s gon’ start
It’s where the wild things are
Put your fucking glasses up

Animals, animals
Put your fucking glasses up
[?]

[Outro]
Put your fucking glasses up

Quando Rondo – Just Keep Going Lyrics

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[Intro]
Me equals you
I ain’t worried bout it
You could do what you do

[Verse]
I say, [?] holds brain problems
They prolly will be coz am not a trending topic
Money full dose so who woulda I call on
She only ride for the dollar in your pocket

[Bridge]
A thousand dollars, swear to God thats all I need
I learned how to count a guala for I can read
That pussy wet like the Pacific Ocean deep
I swear to God she so terrific on her knees

[Chorus]
And I just wanna know why
Is so hard for a girl to realize
All this pain I’m going through
And I speak on real life
I just wanna know why
They don’t notice all the love I’m showing
And I just wanna know why
They don’t notice that it’s hard
But I just keep going, I just keep going

[Verse]
Am getting so [?] for a mil am on the block
What ya tenses
Just [?]
Pay attention watch out the gang
You get target, you the gun shoot

[?]its so expensive
30 shots on my extensions bitch these Mike Ameri demins
If the rules ain’t ever break you doing wrong trynna bend em
I couldn’t make em get a dollar I only convince them
I humble my emotions and ’em haters don’t make me saying

[Bridge]
A thousand dollars, swear to God thats all I need
I learned how to count a guala for I can read
That pussy wet like the Pacific Ocean deep
I swear to God she so terrific on her knees

[Chorus]
And I just wanna know why
Is so hard for a girl to realize
All this pain I’m going through
And I speak on real life
I just wanna know why
They don’t notice all the love I’m showing
And I just wanna know why
They don’t notice that it’s hard
But I just keep going, I just keep going