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Calvin Harris – Faking It (feat. Kehlani & Lil Yachty)

Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Why you holding me? Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Why you, why you, why you checking, if you’re over it
Why you, why you say let go, if you’re still holding it? Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Just a little bit better (‘lil boat) I’m thinking you need me baby (‘lil boat, ‘lil boat, ‘lil boat, ‘lil boat)
I’m not gonna act like I don’t love ya baby because deep in my mind, girl I know I do
Try to search after the water not well but I can’t find a girl that looks close like you
I had made millions of dollars, but I’m still alone ’til I come home back to you
I remember all of the times we were parked by your house and laughed out on your avenue
Oh you can’t front, you’re a stone cold diva
I had to get counselling from my mom, she’s a heartbreak teacher
Remember that time I put those pepperonis on your face made you a creature
Now I think ’bout you every single time I eat pizza
Why you, why you, why you checking, if you’re over it
Why you, why you say let go, if you’re still holding it? Oh she killed that shit
She was killing it that was hard, bruh
Didn’t think she could get that high
But she killed that
Go Lani, go Lani Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Why you, why you, why you checking, if you’re over it
Why you, why you say let go, if you’re still holding it? Why you holding me? Pray to god, but I’m feeling like he’s going deaf
Now when I lean you and I got nothing left
Hey, I’ve been wanting to call you
Tell you that I’m sorry
Same old fucking story everybody sings
And I’m say I’m okay But I guess I’m a liar
You say you’re okay But I saw that you liked it
2 am and faded
I know that’s when you like it
I know that’s when you miss me
I know that’s when you’re crying
Why you, why you, why you checking, if you’re over it
Why you, why you say let go, if you’re still holding it? Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Why you, why you, why you checking, if you’re over it
Why you, why you say let go, if you’re still holding it? Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Nowadays I’m just a bitch to everybody else (fuck you and you)
I don’t need no shoulders I’m good crying by myself (fuck you too)
Moving on to chokers, you know I still adore ya
Unrequited love is just a lover’s telling
And I’m say I’m okay but I guess I’m a liar
You say you’re okay but I saw that you liked it
2 am and faded
I know that’s when you like it
I know that’s when you miss me
I know that’s when you’re crying
Why you, why you, why you checking, if you’re over it
Why you, why you say let go, if you’re still holding it?

Calvin Harris – Prayers Up (feat. Travis Scott & A-Trak)

Blessing blessing blessing blessing
Alright! Straight up! It’s lit! Yeah! Take a molly like a million
My lil’ girl like "What you doin’?"
I’m just tryna even tho my eyes
Sip and sip ’til I feel like a god
Yeah my cup overflowin’
Fucked up and you know it
I swear I feel like I’m floating
Feel like everybody knows it
Yeah, I’m up, yeah, I’m up, yeah
Everybody must know it
Yeah, I’m up, yeah, I’m up, yeah
Tell the world, yeah, I’m floatin’ (it’s lit!)
They ain’t think I’d ever go and flex like this
Never had plans of gettin’ less than this
My god, I know where the blessing is
Thank God I know where the blessing is (Bless up)
Whole squad sending prayers up
Purple drank in my prayer cup
Whole squad sending prayers up
Purple drank in my prayer cup
Whole squad sending prayers up
My god, I know where the blessing is
Thank God I know where the blessing is (Yeah!)
Smoking loud like to pour lean (pour lean)
Luxury wheels, that you know whip (know whip)
Mama said she wants me in the church (praise God)
Before the day they put me in a hearse (thank God)
But I just feel like God when I lick it (Straight up)
If only God can judge me, then I’m innocent (Straight up)
‘Cause everytime I’m adding up my dividends
At the same time I have my blessings up
Yeah I’m up yeah I’m up yeah
Everybody must know it
Yeah I’m up yeah I’m up yeah
Tell the world yeah I’m floatin’
They ain’t think I’d ever go and flex like this
Never had plans of getting less than this
My god, I know where the blessing is
Thank God I know where the blessing is (Bless up)
Whole squad sending prayers up
Purple drank in my prayer cup
Whole squad sending prayers up
Purple drank in my prayer cup
Whole squad sending prayers up
My god, I know where the blessing is
Thank God I know where the blessing is (Yeah!)
Straight up! Pour up! Alright!

Liam Gallagher – Chinatown

[Verse 1]
Well the cops are taking over
While everyone’s in yoga
‘Cause happiness is still a warm gun
What’s it to be free man? What’s a European? Me I just believe in the sun
[Chorus]
Take me down
Through the streets of Chinatown
Show me that you know some places
God told me
Live a life of luxury
All our lives we’ve both been waiting
[Verse 2]
Telephonic doses
Eliminate neurosis
And some say it’s the cause of it all
Concentrate on winning
Forget about beginning
Forget about the middle and end
[Chorus]
Take me down
Through the streets of Chinatown
Show me that you know some places
God told me
Live a life of luxury
All our lives we’ve both been waiting
[Chorus]
Take me down
Through the streets of Chinatown
Show me that you know some places
God told me
Live a life of luxury
All our lives we’ve both been waiting

Tyler The Creator – 911 – Mr. Lonely

Fuck it, I could find some tomorrow
Woah, but that never comes
Like a vasectomy, what have I done? [Chorus: Steve Lacy]
(Call me)
911, call me some time
(You should call me)
911, call me some time
(You should call me, oh)
911
(Call me)
911
[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My thirst levels are infinity and beyond
Sippin’ on that lemonade, I need a Beyoncé
Can’t see straight, these shades are Céline Dion
Sucks you can’t gas me up, shout out to Elon
Musk
Yeah, I got a sold out show
Crowd wild out but don’t matter ’cause you not front row
I’ve been lookin’ for a keeper, listen to the speaker
If you fit description, hit me on my beeper
At that 911
[Bridge: Steve Lacy, Anna of the North & Tyler, The Creator]
Call me some time
Ring, ring, ring
Please bang my line, you know I’ll answer
Click
Call me some time
Ring, ring, ring
Please bang my line
[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & Syd]
Call me
911, call me some time
You should call me
911, call me some time
You should call me, oh
911
You should call me
911
[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
Chirp, chirp
Chirp, chirp
Woke up in the ‘burbs, ‘burbs
With the birds, birds
Where you used to come and get me with the swerve, swerve
These days you gotta find time
Even the night line
Work line
Dial 9

[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
Five car garage
Full tank of the gas
But that don’t mean nothin’, nothin’
Nothin’, nothin’, without you shotgun in the passenger
I’m the loneliest man alive
But I keep on dancin’ to throw ’em off
I’m gon’ run out of moves ’cause I can’t groove to the blues
If you know any DJs, tell ’em to call me at 911
[Part II: Mr. [Part I: 911]
[Intro: Tyler, The Creator & Steve Lacy]
Call me, call me, call me, uh
Call me, call me, call me, uh
Call me, call me, call me, uh
Call me, call me, call me
Call me, how you doin’? Damn! Never had a pet
I’ve never had a pet
There’s more fish in the sea
But I never had a goldfish to begin with
I never had a dog
So I’ve never been good with bitches
‘Cause I never threw a ball, fetch
I never had a pet, that’s where it stems from, I bet
Treat me like direct deposit
Check in on me sometime
Ask me how I’m really doin’
So I never have to press that 911

[Outro]
Oh! Lonely]
[Intro: Tyler, The Creator, A$AP Rocky & ScHoolboy Q]
I can’t even lie, I’ve been lonely as fuck
Old lonely ass nigga… need to go and get some bitches or something
I can’t even lie, I’ve been lonely as fuck
Weird ass nigga
I can’t even lie, I’ve been lonely as fuck
I can’t even lie, I’ve been
Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
[Verse: Tyler, The Creator]
They say the loudest in the room is weak
That’s what they assume, but I disagree
I say the loudest in the room
Is prolly the loneliest one in the room (that’s me)
Attention seeker, public speaker
Oh my God, that boy there is so fuckin’ lonely
Writin’ songs about these people
Who do not exist, he’s such a fuckin’ phony
One thing I know, is that I wanna
Win so bad, but I’m not Chicago
Heart is low, it’s real low, it’s so low
You can’t lift me up, I’m like Gallardo
From the start it’s been real dark
It’s been so dark I guess that you could call me charbroiled, huh
I’m playin’ like Hasbro
I’m really Saari, call me Arto
Crashed the McLaren, bought me a Tesla
I know you sick of me talkin’ ’bout cars (skrrt)
But what the fuck else do you want from me? Call me, my name is Lonely, nice to meet you
Here’s my number
You can reach me at, woo! That is the only thing keepin’ me company
Purchase some things until I’m annoyed
These items is fillin’ the void
Been fillin’ it for so long
I don’t even know if it’s shit I enjoy (oh)
Current battle as an adult
My partner is a shadow
I need love, do you got some I could borrow? Damn! I got the talent, the face and the funds
Found myself long ago but I haven’t found someone (who)
Mirror, mirror on the wall (who)
The loneliest of them all (me)
Cupid actin’ stupid
Do you got another number I could call?

Blac Youngsta – Birthday

(uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want me put you on a shirt lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want me put you on a shirt lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want somebody get hurt lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang gang, gang)
[Verse 2]
Lost so many niggas to this shit
I just wanna thank god ’cause I’m breathing
I get my gun out when I’m delivering
I got my gun out when I’m receiving
If you shoot on me I ain’t gon’ snitch
And show up in court, I’ma get even
I’ma just stop a lil nigga from breathing
I’ma make your lil cousin have a seizure
You the only nigga comin’ CIAA with a bulletproof truck
Scared for your life
How you gon’ go and shoot your own truck up
And play dead for the night? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want somebody get hurt lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You wanna die about a verse lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang gang, gang)
[Verse 1]
Adolph Thornton wanna see me dead and gone (gang)
This a rat-tat-tattle song (gang gang)
Dropped that Bulletproof and made a statement
Rattin’ ass nigga you was dead wrong (bitch)
Snitched on every song
Talking to everybody and gossiping on every phone
Fuck nigga pressed charges
And got the feds running up in every home
I got to play it safe out here
Adolph Thornton got me tryna beat a case out here
They tryna get me out the way out here (ho)
Tryna lock me up ’til I turn a lil gray out here (gang)
These niggas gay out here (gang)
Pussy Rat Entertainment, taking niggas straight out here
It’s so much hate out here
Run up on me, you can die broad day out here
Tell the whole world how you called around the city
Had a few niggas come and tell me you was sorry (ho)
Tell your fans the truth
Tell ’em how you really wasn’t trappin’, you wasn’t nothin’ but a barber (ho)
Tell ’em how daddy-o used to lil boy you, make you run to the store for a cigar and some water (ho)
Tell ’em how we had a show together, you ain’t come in ’cause you thought I was gon’ rob you (ho)
[Chorus]
Die on your birthday
Squeeze that fire on your birthday
Take him to the hood, put him on set
Do a drive by on him first day
Pull down on him on lurk day
Shoot him in the face on a church day
Pulled down on him, it’s throw it day
Nigga showed up at my court date, gang, gang gang
Wanna ride in a hearse lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You wanna die about a verse lil nigga? Take him to the hood, put him on set
Do a drive by on him first day
Pull down on him on lurk day
Shoot him in the face on a church day
Pulled down on him, it’s throw it day
Nigga showed up at my court date, gang, gang gang
Wanna ride in a hearse lil nigga? Squeeze that fire on your birthday? (uh-uh, gang gang, gang)
[Outro]
You lil rat ass bitch
You know what I’m sayin’
Your whole clique pussies man
I’ll go to war with all you bitch ass niggas
PRE, Pussy Rat Entertainment
All you niggas bitches
Your whole clique nigga
Bitch ass nigga
You ain’t nothin’ but a motherfuckin’ barber nigga
You know motherfuckin’ well you had them motherfuckin’ long, big dirty ass stripes and shit
You know what I’m sayin’, cut good hair and shit
Hair all over your shirts and shit
You lil junky ass bitch
Yeah ho
I’m innocent, innocent
I’m innocent, innocent
I’m innocent, I’m innocent
I’m innocent [Intro]
I’m not guilty
I’m innocent
I’m not guilty
I’m innocent
[Chorus]
What you wanna die on your birthday? Take him to the hood, put him on set
Do a drive by on him first day
Pull down on him on lurk day
Shoot him in the face on a church day
Pulled down on him, it’s throw it day
Nigga showed up at my court date, gang, gang gang
Wanna ride in a hearse lil nigga? Squeeze that fire on your birthday? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want somebody get hurt lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want me put you on a shirt lil nigga? (gang gang)
And then press charges on me
And tell the police I did that shit (gang gang)
Now the feds say that I’m a menace
This is for all the young niggas innocent
I’m innocent
Lamborghini, I ain’t rented that
Fuck Trump
Ain’t been a good president since Kennedy (ho)
If Dolph show up in court, man these bitches gon’ sentence me
On my paperwork they got the nigga’s name in every sentences

[Chorus]
What you wanna die on your birthday? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You wanna die about a verse lil nigga?

Jennifer Lopez – Ni Tú Ni Yo (feat. Gente De Zona)

[Verse 1: Jennifer Lopez]
Como en la vida, el amor es así
Nace de la nada y se convierte en todo
Nunca imaginé enamorarme así
No tenías previsto sentir amor
[Pre-Chorus: Jennifer Lopez]
El amor es así
Inspirador, cautivador
Conmovedor, provocador
Y a veces tentación
El amor es así
Controlador, es dictador
Emocionante, apasionante
Depredador
[Chorus: Both, Jennifer Lopez, Gente de Zona]
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ay, no hagamos caso a la gente
Ellos no saben lo que se siente
Cuando estamos juntos tú y yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Nos dimos cuenta de lo que hicimos
Y tu corazón es testigo
Dime qué fue lo que pasó
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Tenemos el control
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo

[Verse 2: Both, Jennifer Lopez, Gente de Zona]
Nada de lo que hagamos ahora es inmoral
Porque Cupido ya flechó
Si el amor es inmortal
Entonces la inmortalidad nos eligió
Tus labios son agua pura
Y mi mirada ya refleja el Kamasutra
Me gusta mi cama
Pero prefiero la tuya
[Pre-Chorus: Jennifer Lopez]
El amor es así
Inspirador, cautivador
Conmovedor, provocador
Y a veces tentación
El amor es así
Controlador, es dictador
Emocionante, apasionante
Depredador
[Chorus: Both, Jennifer Lopez, Gente de Zona]
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ay, no hagamos caso a la gente
Ellos no saben lo que se siente
Cuando estamos juntos tú y yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Nos dimos cuenta de lo que hicimos
Y tu corazón es testigo
Dime qué fue lo que pasó
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Tenemos el control
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo

[Verse 3: Gente de Zona]
Que sea lo que Dios quiera
Yo quiero vivir contigo
Lo hacemos a tu manera
Porque a mi me da lo mismo
Que sea lo que Dios quiera
Yo quiero vivir contigo
Lo hacemos a tu manera
[Chorus: Both, Jennifer Lopez, Gente de Zona]
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ay, no hagamos caso a la gente
Ellos no saben lo que se siente
Cuando estamos juntos tú y yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Nos dimos cuenta de lo que hicimos
Y tu corazón es testigo
Dime qué fue lo que pasó
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Tenemos el control
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Tenemos el control
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
[Outro: Gente de Zona]
Que sea lo que Dios quiera (Yo te lo dije)
Lo hacemos a tu manera ([?])
Que sea lo que Dios quiera (Lo mejor que suena ahora)
Lo hacemos a tu manera (Desde Cuba [?])

Rudimental – Sun Comes Up (feat. James Arthur)

[Verse 1]
I wonder, maybe they’d never find me
I’ve been waitin’ such a long, long, long time to feel it
Swallowed by the waters around me
Though I took so many wrong, wrong, wrong turns to see it, woah
[Pre-Chorus]
But I dance through the blisters at night
And I laughed ’til I cried and cried and
I ran ’til my feet couldn’t run no more (no more, no more)
And I sat ’til my lungs were burnin’
‘Til I know I’m alive, alive, yeah
I’ll sit ’til I can’t hear words no more
[Chorus]
Suddenly the sun comes up
And I feel my love floodin’ back again, yeah
Until the sun goes up
And I feel my love comin’ up again
Suddenly the sun comes up
And the dark is gone
We made it to the dawn
And I don’t miss you anymore
When the sun comes up
I can feel my love comin’ back again
[Verse 2]
It wasn’t easy tryin’ to run with these handcuffs
I had to sleep through such a cold, cold, cold night to see it
Green flashes hit me right where I’m standing
Sunlight cut into your bones, bones, bones, started to heal it
[Pre-Chorus]
But I dance through the blisters at night
And I laughed ’til I cried and cried and
I ran ’til my feet couldn’t run no more (no more, no more)
And I sat ’til my lungs were burnin’
‘Til I know I’m alive, alive, yeah
I’ll sit ’til I can’t hear words no more
[Chorus]
Suddenly the sun comes up
And I feel my love floodin’ back again, yeah
Until the sun goes up
And I feel my love comin’ up again
Suddenly the sun comes up
And the dark is gone
We made it to the dawn
And I don’t miss you anymore
When the sun comes up
I can feel my love comin’ back again
[Bridge]
Give a little light
To get a little love back
Give a little light
To get a little love back
Give a little light
To get a little love back
Won’t you give it
Give a little love back
Give a little light
To get a little love back
Won’t you give it
Turn your light on me
Give a little light
To get a little love back
Give a little, to get a little love
Give a little light
To get a little love back
To get a little love back
[Pre-Chorus]
Dance through the blisters at night
I laughed ’til I cried and cried and
I ran ’til my feet couldn’t run no more (no more, no more)
And I sat ’til my lungs were burnin’
I’m alive, alive
I can’t hear words no more
[Chorus]
Suddenly the sun comes up
And I feel my love
Sun comes up again, my love
Until the sun comes up
And I feel my love comin’ up again
I can feel my love, I can feel my love
[Outro]
Sun comes up
I can feel my love comin’ back again

Duke Dumont & Gorgon City – Real Life (feat. Naations)

[Intro]
Love you in real life
[Verse 1]
It means nothing
If you don’t know what you got
You make it feel like Sunday
And it keeps me holding up
And up
[Pre-Chorus]
These flashing lights
The temporary it’s not the end
The morning sun
Who lets an enter make, pretend
[Chorus]
I only wanna love you, in real life
Love you in real life
I only wanna love you, in real life
Love you in real life
[Post-Chorus]
Love you in real life
Love you in real life

[Verse 2]
Don’t lose your touch
I got farity
You and me babe
That’s how it’s gonna be
[Pre-Chorus]
These flashing lights
The temporary it’s not the end
The morning sun
Who lets an enter make, pretend
[Chorus]
I only wanna love you, in real life
Love you in real life
I only wanna love you, in real life
Love you in real life
[Post-Chorus]
Love you in real life
Love you in real life
[Bridge]
I just wanna love you
I just wanna love you in real life
I just wanna love you
I just wanna love you in real life

[Chorus]
I only wanna love you, in real life
Love you in real life
I only wanna love you, in real life
Love you in real life
I only wanna love you, in real life
Love you in real life
I only wanna love you, in real life
Love you in real life
[Outro]
Love you in real life
Love you in real life
I really wanna love you
I really wanna love you

Jay-Z – The Story Of O.J.

Credit
You ever wonder why Jewish people own all the property in America? This how they did it
[Verse 2]
Financial freedom my only hope
Fuck livin’ rich and dyin’ broke
I bought some artwork for 1 million
2 years later, that shit worth 2 million
Few years later, that shit worth 8 million
I can’t wait to give this shit to my children
Y’all think it’s bougie, I’m like, it’s fine
But I’m tryin’ to give you a million dollars worth of game for $9.99
I turned that 2 to a 4, 4 to an 8
I turned my life into a nice first week release date
Y’all out here still takin’ advances, huh? Dumbo
[Chorus]
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
[Interlude]
You wanna know what’s more important than throwin’ away money at a strip club? like, "I’m not black, I’m O.J." …okay
[Verse 1]
House nigga, don’t fuck with me
I’m a field nigga, go shine cutlery
Go play the quarters where the butlers be
I’mma play the corners where the hustlers be
I told him, "Please don’t die over the neighborhood
That your mama rentin’
Take your drug money and buy the neighborhood
That’s how you rinse it"
I bought every V12 engine
Wish I could take it back to the beginnin’
I coulda bought a place in Dumbo before it was Dumbo
For like 2 million
That same building today is worth 25 million
Guess how I’m feelin’? Me and my niggas takin’ real chances, uh
Y’all on the ‘Gram holdin’ money to your ear
There’s a disconnect, we don’t call that money over here, yeah
[Chorus]
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga [Intro: Nina Simone]
Skin is, skin, is
Skin black, my skin is black
My, black, my skin is yellow
[Chorus]
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
I like that second one
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
[Interlude]
O.J.

Imogen Heap – Speeding Cars Lyrics

IMOGEN HEAPSpeeding Cars Lyrics
Songwriters: Imogen Heap, Jennifer Jan
Here’s the day you hoped would never come
Don’t feed me violence
Just run with me through rows of speeding cars
The paper cuts, the cheating lovers
The coffee’s never strong enough
I know you think it’s more than just bad luck
There, there baby
It’s just text book stuff
It’s in the ABC of growing up
Now, now darling
Oh don’t lose your head
‘Cause none of us were angels
And you know I love you yeah
Sleeping pills know
Sleeping dogs lie never far enough away
Glistening in the cold sweat of guilt
I’ve watched you slowly winding down for years
You can’t keep on like this
Now’s a bad a time as any whoa
There, there baby
It’s just text book stuff
It’s in the ABC of growing up
Now, now darling
Oh don’t kill yourself
‘Cause none of us were angels
And you know I love you yeah
It’s okay by me
It’s okay by me
It’s okay by me
It was a long time ago
It’s okay by me
It’s okay by me
It’s okay by me
It was a long time ago
There, there baby
It’s just text book stuff
It’s in the ABC of growing up
Now, now darling
Oh don’t lose your head
‘Cause none of us were angels
And you know I love you yeah
There, there baby
It’s just text book stuff
It’s in the ABC of growing up
Now, now darling
Oh don’t kill yourself
‘Cause none of us were angels
And you know I love you yeah
{music}

Our Lady Peace – Annie Lyrics

OUR LADY PEACEAnnie Lyrics
You’re a little bit shy
A little too quiet
You’re the mixed up girl
That everybody leaves behind
A little bit weird
A little too bright
But you just might be
That little bomb at their side
They’ll pull your hair
They’ll leave you wide-eyed
But did anybody wonder
What Annie might have in mind
On, no
There’s something in the way she explains to me
“please be careful, I exist in someone else’s head”
Oh, no
There’s something in the way she makes believe
Please be careful
Annie dreams that everyone is dead
You’re a little bit dry
A little up tight
You’re the messed up girl
That everybody tries to hide
You’ve had enough
They’re too unkind
But did anyone consider what Annie might have in mind
Oh, no…

Utada – Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence – Fyi Lyrics

Lawrence – Fyi Lyrics
I give you my heart
Hold on, let me sign it
Your senorita, aka your best friend
Hereby, let it be known
Love like, never before
I’m always at your service
You just have to holler at me
NYC, NYC (what, what?)
Tokyo, Tokyo (what, what?)
Send it out from the streets to the
highest, to the
highest high
MP3, MP3, players
Work it out, work it out, hustlers
Om Mani Padme Hum, Hum
[Chorus:]
You know why, I’m gonna be yours tonight
We’re gonna oh ah
FYI, we’re gonna be up all night
I’ll see you later
Call me
You know my number
Like Captain Picard
I’m chillin’ and flossin’
It’s seven o’clock
I issue you the warning
That’s right, we’re stealing this show
Damn right, letting him know
We’re sipping Chardonnay on 2 PM on our
working day
Ching a ling, ching a ling (what, what?)
Ching a ling, ching a ling (what, what?)
Take me down to the fields where the
grasses, where the
grasses, lie
MP3, MP3, players
Oh my name got him there ooh
[Chorus]
See I don’t need a freeloader
No I don’t want a freeloader
If you want a piece of this stuff
Got to give, got to give something
[Chorus x2] UTADAMerry Christmas Mr.

Ufo – Stranger In Town Lyrics

UFOStranger In Town Lyrics
Mr walking tall
This is an early call
It’s judgement day
Mr talking fool
All roads lead to you
There gonna be hell to pay
If the fish don’t eat you
Oh the money will
If i don’t beat you
Someone will
There’s a stranger in town
There’s a stranger in town
Mr shoestring
He’s the class
There’s 3.57
Gonna shove it up your
Mr high society
Swinging from a tree now
Hanging on a gibbet
Mr walking talk
His accomplices
Everybody’s here
Take no blow
Everybody’s at the party
Everybody’s knows your name
So sweet the hangman’s singing
Sometimes you gotta fall
Down down down
Everybody’s at the party
Everybody’s knows your name
So sweet the hangman’s singing
This time i know your game
You gotta kill them now

Pins & Dimeh – Yellow (Nindo Album)

[Refrain]x2
Et j’fume du yellow toute la night
Et j’fais du yellow toute ma life
Et j’fume du yellow toute la night
Et j’fais du yellow toute ma life
Une plaque une feuille un gros bédo
J’allume mon teh et j’suis plus là
Moi c’que j’voulais c’était faire des billets
Rouler en gros Ferr’ gros pouvoir briller
Et de rage les entendre crier
Si un jour gros ça marche
Moi j’oublierais sonne-per
J’suis en gamos, chérie vamos
Là j’ai mon cerveau sous teh
Parle-moi en cash gros sinon ne parle pas
Salope t’es pas mon frère
Rien qu’ils critiquent mais nos clips ils téma
On a sucé sonne-per
J’ai volé des sommes et j’en ai perdu
Toucher le sommet c’est hyper dur
Jaloux t’as l’seum, bah nous on l’mé-fu
Et de vous on s’méfie
Soir ce, j’suis en mode pensif
J’pense à mes taulards entrain d’né-tour
Toi tu, veux nous faire la guerre
T’inquiète qu’on est chargés pour
Et parfois mes idées s’emmêlent moi
J’trouve pas l’sommeil
J’pense à m’barrer loin
Donc j’me fous sous miel
Y’a pas qu’l’hiver qu’ça glisse sur l’terrain
En plein été des frères sont tombés
Des coups d’batards j’en ai vu plus d’un
Gros tous tes vices on les a remontés
[Refrain]x2
Et j’fume du yellow toute la night
Et j’fais du yellow toute ma life
Et j’fume du yellow toute la night
Et j’fais du yellow toute ma life
Une plaque une feuille un gros bédo
J’allume mon teh et j’suis plus là
[Dimeh]
En contradiction avec moi-même
J’fais mes Salât, j’me défonce le soir même
J’prend mon flash le week-end comme la s’maine
J’lève ma teille aux frères qui ont pris des sales peines
Un jack et des glaçons sur un fond de Barry White
Quelques regards plus tard je détourne ta wife
J’parle français je n’fais pas de philo
Comme Sasori c’est moi qui tire les ficelles
Pétasse j’tai cramé arrête de me filoche
C’est vrai qu’t’es bonne mais stop ton défilé
Longue, elle est pâle comme un ficello
Galette dans les chiottes, selfie vomito
Pins & Dimeh c’est sur t’écoute
T’as mis la feuille à l’envers c’est sur t’es con
Les chtars nous mettent sur écoute
Et s’ambiancent sur nos putains d’sons
Pas d’plan A, pas d’plan B
Elle croit que c’est ma hlel non c’est juste mon plan C
Boulette de shit collé sur le plancher
Ma vie est bancale un peu comme mes pensées (bis)
Faut des billets donc j’me creuse le crane
Le bédo est chargé, me défonce le crane
Puce sans nom, bigo boncoin
Et j’envois les p’tits tchara ta bécane

[Refrain]x2
Et j’fume du yellow toute la night
Et j’fais du yellow toute ma life
Et j’fume du yellow toute la night
Et j’fais du yellow toute ma life
Une plaque une feuille un gros bédo
J’allume mon teh et j’suis plus là

Vacca – D.F.W.U (feat. Nerone) (Poco Di Buono 2 Album)

[Intro]
Sheezah
[Ritornello: Vacca] (x4)
PU (x12) DU BU
Nessuno fotte con Doraemon Gang
E nessuno fotte con Microfili Crew
PU
[Strofa 1: Nerone]
Siamo a caldo sulla base e brucio le speranze
Ero a distanza due falcate e ti son sulle gambe
Punto tutto su me stesso, su coglioni e barre
Adesso portaci rispetto e lustraci le scarpe
Capo non ti rapportare, ti puoi cappottare
Non lo potrai raccontare
Hai distrutto già una gabbia te lo spacco il talent
Il finale con un frocio che non sa contare, no
Più dischi, sul palco non vi ho più visti
Se dissi il mio team tuoi i rischi
[?] coristi
Vi intreccio da contorsionisti
Altro pianeta col guanto di seta
Ruggisci alle mie barre, sembri fatto di keta
A me della tua roba sai che cazzo mi frega
Qua chi cazzo mi frena, zona 4 mi segua
Sono un poco di buono però suono e ti suono
E tu suoni e piangi frocio [?], tu c’hai poco di uomo
Io copro d’oro ciò che suono, sono un rombo di tuono
Ma bro non gioco con loro, mi prendo gioco di loro
Passi e fan la hola e si risparmiano il coro
Per urlarti quando passi infame senza decoro
Io fra non faccio domande, le seduzioni le trovo
Mi chiedi come mi trovo, ti chiedo dove mi drogo
East and west come agli All Star Key
È una sweat and west, te in bocca il fake
Splift e stress, [?]
Street ma fresh dal 2006
E se lavoro insieme a Vacca certo non è per i crediti
Lui ti chiama vacca e forse un poco te lo meriti
Non c’entra quanto hai steso, quanto speso, quanto peso
Quando il gioco si fa teso fai rappare i bravi e siedi
[Ritornello: Vacca] (x4)
PU (x12) DU BU
Nessuno fotte con Doraemon Gang
E nessuno fotte con Microfili Crew
PU
[Strofa 2: Vacca]
Ancora sul bordo di ‘sti marciapiedi
Nelle piazze e nelle vie di Milano
I miei carabbisti non danno la mano
Non danno la mano ai carabinieri
Cuggi in stile ho dieci e lode
Da quand’ero in prima C
Quando ho iniziato a usare l’autotune
Non c’era la trap e non eri un mc
Ho il rispetto di quelle vecchie
Quelle di mezzo, generazioni nuove
Cuggi non ti ho mai seguito
Io sono, io sono colui che qui lancia le mode
Cuggi ho il rispetto di tutta l’Italia
Giro per lo stivale dal 2003
In tempi di democrazia puoi parlare
Ma non fare mai il nome della mia gang
Quel fumo è nero, nero Nerone
Più dell’inferno dentro al mio pantone
Tutto è iniziato da un gruppo di amici
Ora in Italia Voodoo è religione
Siamo partiti da qualche consenso
Non dalla critica ma dalla strada
Nata Doraemon nato un movimento
Di nostro motto e chi sbaglia paga
Cuggi in tutta Europa sanno chi siamo
Tu te la prendi perché non ti chiamo
Tutti balordi nei profili Facebook
Perdo la voce quando li incontriamo
Sette su sette per 24 ore
A collezionare biglietti da cento
Prima puntavo a prendermi la strada
Ora punto direttamente al Parlamento
[Ritornello: Vacca] (x4)
PU (x12) DU BU
Nessuno fotte con Doraemon Gang
E nessuno fotte con Microfili Crew
PU

Vacca – Calze Con Le Ciabatte (Poco Di Buono 2 Album)

[Intro]
Da Vacca dan
Bis bis Tom Beaver
Yo PÜDÜBÜ hey hey hey hey hey
Yo PÜDÜBÜ hey hey hey hey hey
[Ritornello]
Con le calze con le ciabatte
Io ci porto la donna a cena
Calze con le ciabatte
Di giorno come di sera
Con le calze con le ciabatte
Io vado a tifar l’Olimpia
Fratello col tuo giudizio
Io mi ci sciacquo la minchia
[Strofa 1]
Su vieni anche tu a farti un giro in corso Vittorio Emanuele
Fra’ in centro faccio due vasche, ci trovo tutto il quartiere
40 gradi all’ombra, noi sotto i portici a bere
Dai passami un po’ di ghiaccio, poi riempi tutto il bicchiere
Tu riempilo fino all’orlo che ho sete riempilo ancora
Segnali di fumo in Duomo che senti in Giacomo Mora
Nel palmo c’ho quello che tu ti fumi in due settimane
Con calze e con le ciabatte entriamo in ogni locale
La moda che prende piede il fenomeno tra le masse
Tu non parlare di classe
Ad un fottuto fuoriclasse
Sto avanti in campo di stile, nessuno QG mi batte
E lancio la moda estate, sto in giro in calze e ciabatte
[Ritornello]
Con le calze con le ciabatte, io ci porto la donna a cena
Calze con le ciabatte, di giorno come di sera
Con le calze con le ciabatte, io vado a tifar l’Olimpia
Fratello col tuo giudizio, io mi ci sciacquo la minchia
[Strofa 2]
Ti ho vista girare in centro, un incrocio di sguardi strano
Rimasto senza parole, passami il vocabolario
Le calze tue alle ginocchia, ciabatte di pelo rosa
Il mondo si ferma ti guardo e penso solo a una cosa
La prima volta nel club che ti ho vista eri acqua e sapone
Ti ho vista e più ti osservavo e più immaginavo il sapore
Le labbra matchan le calze ciabatte rosso fuoco
Voleva un poco di buono, ha trovato un buono per poco
La moda cerca lo stile la classe mi da ragione
Una figa multicolore la vedi e cambi colore
C’ha un culo che dammi un oki anzi meglio dammene tre
Meglio non distrarmi o rovino tutto come Pellè
Ritornando al trend, nasce nei sottoborghi di L.A
A some represent nessuno veste meglio dei miei
Moda mare Kingston passa da Ciny fino a Zingonia
Con calze e ciabatte anche a Quarto Oggiaro come a Verona
[Ritornello]
Con le calze con le ciabatte, io ci porto la donna a cena
Calze con le ciabatte, di giorno come di sera
Con le calze con le ciabatte, io vado a tifar l’Olimpia
Fratello col tuo giudizio, io mi ci sciacquo la minchia

Doan – Мълчи

Мълчи, вeчe знaм чe лъжa си ти. Прeгръщax тe, нe знax твoйтe мисли. Мълчи, нямaм нуждa oт спoмeни. Мълчи, нямaм нуждa oт спoмeни. Нa кълбo бяx oт нeрви,
нo зa тeбe живяx. Мълчи, вeчe знaм чe лъжa си ти. Чoвeк убивax, нo зa мeнe бeшe чистa. Мълчи, нямaм нуждa oт спoмeни. Мълчи, aкo сe рaзминaвaмe, прoсти,
чe дoри сe пoзнaвaмe./5 Път зa тeб бяx рeзeрвeн,
нo пoслeдeн рaзбрax. Път зa тeб бяx рeзeрвeн,
нo пoслeдeн рaзбрax. Мълчи, вeчe знaм чe лъжa си ти. Нa кълбo бяx oт нeрви,
нo зa тeбe живяx. Мълчи, aкo сe рaзминaвaмe, прoсти,
чe дoри сe пoзнaвaмe./2
Чe ти си истинскa aз искax дa дoкaжa,
нo бoлкaтa нa никoй нямa дa пoкaжa. Мълчи, aкo сe рaзминaвaмe, прoсти,
чe дoри сe пoзнaвaмe./2
И бeз бaгaж душaтa си живee
и бeз курaж, нo искax сaмo тeбe. Ти нe вeднъж прeдaдe мe, нo жaлкo
зa тeб душaтa щe тъгувa oщe мaлкo.

Vacca – Te Lo Immagini (feat. Melo) (Poco Di Buono 2 Album)

[Strofa 1: Vacca]
In centro a Saronno c’è un gruppo di pazzi che
Dalle palazzine muovono chili su chili su chili su chili su chili di piantine magiche
Dal sottotetto dentro alle valigie, ai materassi ripieni di soldi
Io non ne avevo il ricordo che dentro alla cornice c’erano soltanto i sogni
Prima la piazza poi il bar della piazza centrale
Dal centro a Saronno a Centrale
Ho preso i miei sogni ed ho fatto il biglietto dopo ho cominciato a volare
Cuggi tu in giro non trovi elementi più pazzi più fuori di testa dei miei
Nelle cantine o dentro le cucine a tagliare di tutto noi miracle blade
Mo se mi cerchi mi trovi ai Caraibi
Cuggi qui tutti qui tutti lo sanno
Che sono un poco di poco di buono 365 giorni all’anno
[Ritornello: Vacca]
Tu te lo immagini che
Tu te lo immagini, tu te lo immagini, tu te lo immagini che
Ho il mondo ai miei piedi, ma non mi accontento volevo un futuro con te
Un futuro con lei, un futuro di noi, un futuro coi miei
E ora siamo sempre di più
I ragazzi in quartiere hanno tutti il tatuaggio col logo voodoo
Mi guardo alle spalle e realizzo che ora siamo sempre di più
Te lo immagini che, siamo sempre di più
I ragazzi in quartiere hanno tutti il tatuaggio voodoo
[Strofa 2: Melo]
Dai che Saronno è Tarantella
Cioè chi fa rap è appeso a un filo
Li muovo come Pulcinella
[?] tempo faccio un tiro
From zarri to zar
Per i conti c’è Oscar
Quindi sbaglia domanda però mai la risposta
Io ti mangio nel piatto
Sottinteso la pelle, la pelle, alla carta
Mi ingozzo mi prendo di tutto a te lascio le [?]
[Interludio: Melo]
Resto con quelli che so
Mi copriranno le spalle
Belli miei con le palle
8 palle, il saluto lo tolgo, 8 palle
Faccio quello che voglio
[Ritornello: Vacca]
Tu te lo immagini che
Tu te lo immagini, tu te lo immagini, tu te lo immagini che
Ho il mondo ai miei piedi, ma non mi accontento volevo un futuro con te
Un futuro con lei, un futuro di noi, un futuro coi miei
E ora siamo sempre di più
I ragazzi in quartiere hanno tutti il tatuaggio col logo voodoo
Mi guardo alle spalle e realizzo che ora siamo sempre di più
Te lo immagini che, siamo sempre di più
I ragazzi in quartiere hanno tutti il tatuaggio voodoo

Joey Bada$$ – 500 Benz

Fuck it, I’m just shootin’ all my shots now
Hard to be humble, when you ridin’ with your top down
Picture me rollin’ up in my SL500 Benz
Mami sip on the potion while her hair blowin’ in the wind
I’m just tryna win but they hatin’ from the sideline
These niggas watch mine like a nigga primetime
I’m ten thousand feet right above your skyline
Sippin’ on the fine wine, the only thing on my mind

[Chorus]
500 Benz, AMG package
’95 classic, rare Gucci jacket
With the Cartier glasses, just to match it
[Verse 2]
So anytime I’m pullin’ off, it’s getaway fashion
Coppers’ll never catch him, I got hustler’s passion
Chick in my passenger seat, she lookin’ like she came out the pageant
And he down for anything that I ask or imagine
So I hit the corner store and copped a pack of the Magnums, shit
‘Cause I ain’t playin’ no games
Lil R&B chick and I ain’t sayin’ no names
Let her rock the mic and give a nigga soul brain
By the time this shit drops she’ll prolly be my old thang
I’m just young and livin’, pullin’ many women
If you was in my shoes, I bet you couldn’t say you wouldn’t
Been in the deep end since I got my foot in
Now these niggas wanna ride the wave all of a sudden
[Chorus]
SL500 Benz with the AMG package
And the rare Gucci jacket, Cartier glasses, just to match it
Cartier glasses, just to match it
I said
SL500 Benz with the rare Gucci jacket
And the AMG package
Cartier glasses, just to match it
Match it, Cartier glasses, just to match it, skrrt

[Outro]
500 Benz
Match it
500 Benz
Match it
500 Benz
Match it, match it
500 Benz
500 Benz [Intro]
500 Benz
500 Benz
Statik Selektah
500 Benz
500 Benz
[Verse 1]
Took the business class seats back to NYC
Left LAX with a bag of the THC
Straight reekin’
Nowadays I bounce back in full each weekend
Shorter days, longer nights, from my lack of sleepin’
Thinkin’ when this bi-coastal life is just dreams and
Now a nigga headed west the cold seasons
Wrist below freezin’, chicks is strip teasin’
They only suck a nigga when a nigga succeedin’
If she a go-getter then she never will achieve ’em
Best believe, ’cause all I do is fuckin’ lead ’em
Off in the right direction, teacher lent me lessons
Reduce the stress and balance out the imperfections
Hundred folded in my lap like many blessings
Every night ‘fore I take the chance, I ask questions
Somethin’ like, can you meet me at the Westin? And after I fuck you, girl can I fuck your best friend?

Vacca – Solo Andata (feat. MosÃ&Uml; Cov) (Poco Di Buono 2 Album)

[Strofa 1: Vacca]
Cuggi ho ispezionato il fondo basta un passo falso a farti scivolare
Noi siamo cresciuti con niente, a panini ripieni di fame (fra una fame cane)
Sognavamo un giorno di poter volare
Di uscire dal buio e vedere la luce
Ci siamo abituati a vedere nel buio
E nel buio abbiamo anche imparato a volare
Nessuno vive per sempre una ruota che gira
Prima tocca a te dopo a un altro
Il dolore che provi durerà per molto tu intanto prova a pensare a qualcos’altro
Con Mosè con Momo con Asez e Big
Con i cuggi che fanno le cose in grande
Il tempo guarisce le piaghe fra tu sei una piaga quindi meglio se vai fuori dalle palle
[Strofa 2: Mosè COV]
Portami via dalla mia solitudine
Vivo tra le parole e i silenzi
Chiudere gli occhi e vedersi lontano
Che dove siamo ci sentiamo persi
Giù di colori in un gemito lento
Faccia apparente che grida nel vento
Portami l’alcool e il mare d’inverno
Tu cambia il mondo io lo sto facendo
Volto stanco addosso ho un panno
Asciuga i problemi dai quali sto scappando
Con un volto stanco sul volto un panno asciuga i problemi da cui sto scappando
Che sono vite sporche in balie delle onde
E che quando hai bisogno nessuno risponde
Ho perso tanto ho messo più di quanto abbia mai vinto
Con quello che abbiamo non ci salviamo presi dagli errori lungo il tragitto
Sto coi miei homie soldi a mattoni
Sotto ‘sti suoni fumiamo [?] (x3)
Sto coi miei, sto coi miei, sto coi miei, sto coi miei