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Melba Moore – Lift Every Voice And Sing

( I Don’t Wanna Hear It)
Everybody
Freedom
Let freedom ring
Freedom(4x)

It’s Freedom
Mmmm
O’er the land of the free
Let Freedom
Home of the brave
Let freedom ring
I Don’t Know How Much Is Let freedom ring
Whoa (Freedom)
From Sea To Shining Sea
Freedom is ringing, Let freedom ring
Oh Lord, Praise the Lord the victory’s won, Let Freedom Ring
Freedom, Freedom, Yeah, Hey
Freedom is ringing
Freedom Oh, No
You Know, I Know, They You Know Rosamond Johnson, write a song to be sung at the exercise. When i was a little Girl just a long time J. I wrote the words and he wrote the music
And I decided Explaining that the ritual song of my lile
This goes out all my Family and friends
(Let freedom ring in every nation) And sometimes make freedom because it ring, Listen, heh

Lift every voice and sing till earth and heaven ring
Ring with the harmonies of liberty
Let our rejoicing rise high as the listening skies
Let it resound loud as the rolling sea

(Let our rejoicing rise)
From Me to You My Sisters Let Freedom Ring
From Me To You My Sisters
(Let our rejoicing rise) Give From Me To My Brothers

God of our weary years, God of our silent tears
Thou who has brought us thus far on our way
Thou who has by thy might led us into the light
Keep us forever (never lead us, stay beside us) Let Our Pray, Yeah (walkin’ in the path, that’s where we are gonna pray) Forever (Forever) in thy path we pray

(God who led us to the light, keep us forever)
Let Our Faith To God (Just Been Keeping On and on)
Sing (let freedom ring) a song (let freedom ring)
Full of the faith (let freedom ring) that the dark past (let a freedom ring) has taught us
Sing a song
Full of the hope that the present has brought us
Let Freedom Ring, Facing the rising sun (the sun, the sun, the sun) of our new day begun (of our new day begun) Let us march on (march on, march on, march on) till victory
Let us march on (march on, march on, march on) till victory is won

Oh Yes You Are (let freedom ring)
From The Mountians Of Georgia, Oh, No
Let Freedom Ring Above the fruited plain Into All The Spirit of Man, Yeah, Oh

Freedom is ringing
I Say Freedom is ringing
Let It Ring, Let It Ring
Do You Hear Me? (Yes, I Said Freedom)
Do You Hear Me?

Overkill – Bastard Nation

Did they say we were hard?! Kill his seed. Did they say we were separation?! Throw the civil down! Let’s cut out the heart to see if it bleeds. Feel the need, to act on what you hear! bastard that you find. What you fear? Citizens of a bastard nation?! Guilt became the prime motivation. Know more line. Yelling screamed and ripped,
Just to have a say. Did they say we were separation?! Citizens of a bastard nation?! Fearing be a man. Dissolve the boundary now! Tear the boundary down! Kill the line. Did they say we were separation?! Throw the civil down! Kill your fear. Did they say we were hard?! I’ll walk away if you do. Waste me for what I do,
Not for what you hate. Citizens of a bastard nation?! Crippled lame and trapped,
The balance falls away. Mine is but an active immagination. Move, to total separation. You become the new! Twisted torn and ripped,
The balance goes away. Yours is but an over exaggeration. And I’ll stay if you do. Take a look inside the bastard that you find. Did they say we were hard?!

Meek Mill – Bag Talk (Meekend Music 2 Album)

[?] everybody, you gotta understand, dog
We the type to call the house and have a standoff
Make a thottie call your homie, that’s a man-off
[Verse 2]
We ain’t never been loved, so we don’t know how it feel
They so used to the fake shit, they don’t know what was real
All my enemies, frenemies, I don’t know who to kill
I don’t know who gon’ keep it silent and know who gon’ squeal
I can’t tell no more
I don’t know who’s [?]
‘Cause it all got fuzzy and came down to that money
I seen niggas eatin’ from me], made me watch while I’m hungry
Bitches changed for the fame, you gotta watch them they phony
I don’t know where I’m going, I need navigation
They came and got a young niggas ‘for they graduation
Spent some time on that Patek still ain’t got no patience
Gave my nigga 20 years, put him on vacation
Every time I’m in the hood, I be on some Wraith shit
Stars all in the ceiling, feel like it’s a spaceship
In them streets, we still in there, niggas think we made it
They just killed my little cousin, wish I could’ve saved him
‘Member times out in Vegas when we did it major
Niggas turned they back on us, I feel like they played us
I feel like they try to use us, I can’t do no favors
Gotta watch these niggas close ’cause they been catchin’ vapors [Intro: Meek Mill]
I can hear it in your voice you wasn’t never in this shit nigga
We still at war
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Young niggas totin’ Glocks
Sellin’ dope, poppin’ wheelies
When the feds came through, they scooped the whole South Philly
When the feds came through, they scooped the whole South Philly
We was grinding, they was hating
Perfect time to get this money, I was patient
We was Gucci, they was snaking
Only one to keep it real when they was faking
Ain’t a nigga ’round me I ain’t give a hundred bands to
Never falling out, about them bitches that we ran through
When you get the money like I got it they can’t stand you
Fuck ’em, we at war with the system, in the streets
Bulletproof I’m in the trenches, niggas said that I got beef
I can’t really trust these niggas ’bout this cash, and I can’t sleep
And my homie lined my other homie up, ’cause he a creep
Show no love for that pussy ass nigga, it get deep
For the love of that Benji, we spillin’ blood in them streets
And I know why they hate me, it ain’t no love in them streets
He was hinting at work, we thought it was love it was cheap
He was sellin us that reerock, pumping us on that Reebok
Damn, thought you was all here, found out that we not
Slid up on him wit three Glocks, did him dirty for three blocks
Turn that boy to a freeze pop, shoot him into a [?]
It’s a dog-eat-dog enviornment
Young niggas killing, all the old heads retiring
And the sound of that 30 start to sound inspiring
When you pull up on them, I start firing
Please don’t judge us, they done killed our brothers
We done starved all winter they gon feel our summers
I went drop top Don on ’em, we do numbers
And when we get a chance to rain on ’em, we gon’ flood ’em
Fuck ’em, fuck ’em

[Chorus]
I told ’em, I’mma pray for ’em
All that drama I feel like I’m made for
Catch a body, take it to the grave for me
And if they pop you off, you’ll never change on me, no
Bag talk, put a bag on her, let that cash talk
[?]
Killed the niggas [?]
Why you take it that far?

Meek Mill – Organized Chaos (feat. Eearz) (Meekend Music 2 Album)

you should go get a check
You gon’ do what to who? you should go get a check
You gon’ do what to who? better say it with your chest
We gon’ come for your neck, I suggest you protect [Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Homies dead and I miss ’em
Rest caught up in the system
Trayvon Martin in a hoodie, MAC with a fully, I won’t be a victim
Pyrex stove in the kitchen
Pray the lord gon’ forgive us
Go to war with the realest
For the love of Benjis, saw it in my dinner
I went from captain to K
Catchin’ a bus to catchin’ a Wraith
Banana boy, up in my Bape
I’m tryna catch me an eighth
They tryna touch on my safe
I cannot barely can sleep
I gotta lay with my peeps
Every single fuckin’ day of the week
They killed my daddy in nine-two
I had to stay in the streets
Warrin’ with niggas from down the block
I had to wake up to beef
Forty gon’ wake up the neighbors
They gotta wake up to me
Smokin’ dope got me paranoid like the Reaper was waitin’ for me
Tell my opps that we gon’ die about this shit
I come from a place where niggas die about a diss
You ain’t in the hood so we can’t slide by your strip
Cookin’ so much fuckin’ work I might get high off that brick

[Chorus: Eearz]
Can’t ever forget, can’t ever forget
Them haters remind me, to get back on my [?]
Where I come from niggas ’round here die ’bout that shit
Me and mine so fuck the other side, I am drippy
This shit that remind me, all the days I had less
Hatin’ on me for what? you should go get a check
You gon’ do what to who? Ran off like thirty bricks
Give a fuck ’bout who the connect
We was just living to die
Now we just dying to live
They put my dog in the sky
We spilling bottles to live
You better check your homie ‘fore I put a check on the top of his head
Bitches be checking for me ’cause they know a nigga on top of his bread
I drop four like Uno
Fuck a popstar, get kudos
Two bad hoes in my two door
Flooded my fleece on [?]
Went OG on your OG
My young nigga he a fool though
We had to go get it OT
I made a milly off two O’s

[Chorus: Eearz]
Can’t ever forget, can’t ever forget
Them haters remind me, to get back on my [?]
Where I come from niggas ’round here die ’bout that shit
Me and mine so fuck the other side, I am drippy
This shit that remind me, all the days I had less
Hatin’ on me for what? better say it with your chest
We gon’ come for your neck, I suggest you protect
[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Yeah, they’ll smoke you for a Rollie
Niggas kill him for a Cuban
Gotta watch how I’m movin’
Freddie Kruger with the Ruger
They’ll kill you when you’re talkin’ peace
Learned that shit from Martin Luther
Gotta move with a shooter
More jewels than a jeweler
Niggas be hating for what
You should go get you a check
Diamonds they jumping like checkers
But we still moving like chess
Head shot, head shot
Bang bang, what you gon’ do with that vest? better say it with your chest
We gon’ come for your neck, I suggest you protect
[Verse 2: Eearz]
Ma died back in oh-five, it was no one but me
Popped out that pussy nine-two, fell in love with the streets
I do not do perpetuations, these real talk and the statements
Hide the masses, I hit payment
I need street participation
They said that I wouldn’t be nothin’
It’s just like a fuckin’ nigga to be hatin’
I got business for myself and he ain’t
I’m tryna pull up, make the whole block faint
The coupe stained inside, candy paint
I pass the [?] ’cause a nigga don’t drank it
Only get faded on special occasions
Like when I get them new Ben Franks
I got niggas on the roof and the flank
For the ones who think diamonds be blank
We hit him up at the top of his tank
Strong arm who, bitch I get dank
Told him strip, let the lil baby spray
Now off rip name heavy in the race
Need no nigga, I depend on my faith
I bet they give me a Wraith and a [?]
Put all the play aways in the game and put a [?] out his ways
See niggas don’t know about all the pain and see all my struggle
See I came straight out of them crevices and that gutter
These niggas don’t know about it, better then not tell ’em I show ’em, yeah I show ’em

[Chorus: Eearz]
Can’t ever forget, can’t ever forget
Them haters remind me, to get back on my [?]
Where I come from niggas ’round here die ’bout that shit
Me and mine so fuck the other side, I am drippy
This shit that remind me, all the days I had less
Hatin’ on me for what?

Meek Mill – Young Nigga Dreams (feat. Yfn Lucci & Barcelini) (Meekend Music 2 Album)

[Intro: Meek Mill]
Yeah
I got Lucci in this bitch with me
On some real shit, I remember we ain’t had nothing
Dead broke, I’m talking pain and suffering
They ain’t goin’ feel my pain, they don’t know where we come from
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
I can talk shit ’cause I was shit
Diamonds shining on me, need a off switch
Niggas talking crazy, get ’em all hit
Put the call in from Dubai, on some boss shit
Brand new Maybach, this ain’t Ross shit
This my shit, I be talking fly shit
Clean them niggas up with that mop stick
Hating on me, that’ll get your baby mom hit
Touching Caicos, spending pesos
Niggas flying private with them Draco’s
Pull up in your city, like it ain’t yours
Put a check up on your hitter, and it’s case closed
Still change hoes like I change clothes
Chain froze, Range Rov’, and I’m playin’ Hov
Flashbacks, seeing cops in them plain clothes
My nigga fighting open cases and they ain’t close
[Hook: YFN Lucci]
I’m a young king
I’m a young king
Remember all them nightmares, all them bad dreams
Remember all them nights man, when we didn’t have a thing
So it’s only right a nigga living like a king
How you goin’ tell me you ain’t never had dreams
If it was to be a baller or triple beam
We goin’ fuck ’em all up, with the whole team
Young nigga
Y-Young nigga dream

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Niggas talking tough, we calling you bluff
Took a call, got him hit, while I’m talking to Puff
Man down, man I shouldn’t be talking this stuff
The nigga that you claiming hitter, the target to us
Caught him in the morning, like it’s [?]
Doc plugging cables to him like its Time Warner
Time to pull the plug on him, let his mom mourn him
Got a suicide squad like a bomb on him
Spin a block on a nigga talking rah rah
He was playin’ with the birdies, now it’s bye-bye
I know Jigga, I know Emory and Ty-Ty
Roc-Nation on my chain, ’cause it’s Ta-Da
Nigga, I’m the truth, I’m like W’Allah
Every time I make a movie it be Sci-Fi
Looking scary in that Ghost when I ride by
Niggas sayin’ I wouldn’t make it, I’m like why lie
I know magic, I’m a savage
It’s a plane, it’s a bird, it’s a bad bitch
I ain’t trippin’ ’bout her, you can have it
They was happy when we was broke, now we mad rich
Young nigga, talkin’ cash shit
You can tell we ain’t never really had shit
Turned my momma public house into a glass crib
Now my guest house bigger than my last crib

[Hook: YFN Lucci]
I’m a young king
I’m a young king
Remember all them nightmares, all them bad dreams
Remember all them nights man, when we didn’t have a thing
So it’s only right a nigga living like a king
How you goin’ tell me you ain’t never had dreams
If it was to be a baller or triple beam
We goin’ fuck ’em all up, with the whole team
Young nigga
Y-Young nigga dream
[Outro: Barcelini]
See, they treated us like peasants
But we always knew we had the blood of kings pumping through our veins
Dreamchasers, we took the stone out the rubber and built a palace
Money, power, and violence
Sippin’ Spade on the Island
Killin’ these niggas, moment of silence-
‘Cause we done rose through the slums and beat all odds
We the poster child for every young nigga in the streets
You see us on T.V., you see who your son’s aspiring to be
It was plenty nights, man, we ain’t had nothin’ to eat
I’m talking, cup of noodles or maybe some cream of wheat
Now it’s French [?] when we feel like it
We don’t even do Philippe’s
I mean, you wouldn’t believe me if I showed you
I’m talking 10-15 thousand dollars on the tab, that’s just on wine
This lifestyle, it’ll blow your mind
You know, we goin’ have it our way
Young kings, living out the dream
Bossed up, on every scene
The Mobb nigga, Barcelini

Meek Mill – Save Me (Meekend Music 2 Album)

[Chorus]
I fell in love with these streets, I seen a hundred thou
Started fuckin’ bad bitches, I went running wild (gone)
I just pray Papi forgive me, ain’t seen my son a while (I pray)
I go and pick him up from school to see him fucking smile (facts)
Somebody save me, save me
Tryna please a bitch, it almost drove me crazy
I was breakin’ bread with niggas that was shady
I said I would never change but shit it changed me
Somebody save me, save me
Twenty-three and one, it almost drove me crazy
In a cell all alone, can’t let it phase me
I just wanna make it home to see my baby
[Verse 1]
I fell in love with these streets, I seen a hundred thou
Bustin’ choppers, sellin’ dope, I went to runnin’ wild
Threw a drum up in my forty, shoot a hundred times
Two hundred thou my cousin’s case to see his daughter smile
Somebody save me, save me
All this lean and all these percs gon’ drive me crazy
I see niggas switchin’ sides like they KD
I can’t let it kill my vibe ’cause I’m too wavy
This what I wanted, I’ma own it
Anything I ever said I’m standing on it
Got my dog in the feds, he turned informant
I just pray that he don’t say some shit to harm us

[Chorus]
I fell in love with these streets, I seen a hundred thou
Started fuckin’ bad bitches, I went running wild (gone)
I just pray Papi forgive me, ain’t seen my son a while (I pray)
I go and pick him up from school to see him fucking smile (facts)
Somebody save me, save me
Tryna please a bitch, it almost drove me crazy
I was breakin’ bread with niggas that was shady
I said I would never change but shit it changed me
Somebody save me, save me
Twenty-three and one, it almost drove me crazy
In a cell all alone, can’t let it phase me
I just wanna make it home to see my baby
[Verse 2]
One time my dog tried to lie me, must’ve lost his mind
When he know how we get down when niggas cross the line
And I hate to be the one that gotta call his mom
That money mix up with that greed, it happen all the time
If I can’t trust you, it’s fuck you
Know that money ain’t a thang, I tell ’em touch you
Know them boys gon’ bust your brain, I push a button
To make it home to see me son, know I’m gon’ crush you
‘Cause that’s important, to keep it one hundred
I just wanna make it home to see my youngin (Papi)
Move my family out the ghetto all I wanted
Left me dancing with the devil, chasing this money
Amen

[Chorus]
I fell in love with these streets, I seen a hundred thou
Started fuckin’ bad bitches, I went running wild (gone)
I just pray Papi forgive me, ain’t seen my son a while (I pray)
I go and pick him up from school to see him fucking smile (facts)
Somebody save me, save me
Tryna please a bitch, it almost drove me crazy
I was breakin’ bread with niggas that was shady
I said I would never change but shit it changed me
Somebody save me, save me
Twenty-three and one, it almost drove me crazy
In a cell all alone, can’t let it phase me
I just wanna make it home to see my baby
[Verse 3]
And I’m so tired of makin’ moves and gotta keep the tool
Gotta hide it from my son, I pick him up from school
With them papers with it, some would tell me I’m a fool
But all these hating niggas wanna see me on the news
And they debating on a nigga if I’m gon’ win or lose
‘Bout this paper I seen real niggas forget the rules
And I can’t trust these bitches, I know they gon’ pick and choose
No I can’t trust these bitches, I know they gon’ pick and choose
Amen
[Chorus]
I fell in love with these streets, I seen a hundred thou
Started fuckin’ bad bitches, I went running wild (gone)
I just pray Papi forgive me, ain’t seen my son a while (I pray)
I go and pick him up from school to see him fucking smile (facts)
Somebody save me, save me
Tryna please a bitch, it almost drove me crazy
I was breakin’ bread with niggas that was shady
I said I would never change but shit it changed me
Somebody save me, save me
Twenty-three and one, it almost drove me crazy
In a cell all alone, can’t let it phase me
I just wanna make it home to see my baby

Beach House – Wherever You Go (B-Sides And Rarities Album)

The kind you like
To come back in
Wherever you go
No hawk in sight
The sea will dry
The sun’s just set
The brightened lines
Stick by your side
Wherever you go
The kind you like
Have come back here
They told you so
Wherever you go
Nobody is true
The light’s off
Wherever you go
Nobody is true
The kind you like
No end in sight
The rest you know

Beach House – 10 Mile Stereo (Cough Syrup Remix) (B-Sides And Rarities Album)

The heart is a stone and this is a stone that we throw
Put your hand on this stone it’s the stone of a home you’ll know
They say we will go far but they don’t know how far we’ll go
With our legs on the edge and our feet on the horizon
They say we can throw far but they don’t know how far we throw
With our legs on the edge and our feet on the horizon
The heart is a stone and this is a stone that we throw
They say we will go far but they don’t know how far we’ll go
It can’t be gone
We’re still right here
It took so long
Can’t say we heard it all
Limbs parallel
We stood so long we fell
Tear a moment from the days
That carry us on forever
This push and pull is the force of a wave of time
In the heat of a night, we would cry, you are not mine
They said we would go far but they didn’t know how far we’d go
Cause this heart is a stone and this is a stone that we throw
It can’t be gone
We’re still right here
It took so long
Can’t say we saw it all
Limbs parallel
We stood so long we fell
Bright pyramids at night
That carry us on forever
It can’t be gone
We’re still right here
It took so long
Can’t say we felt it all
Limbs parallel
We stood so long we fell
Love’s like a pantheon
It carries on forever

Beach House – I Do Not Care For The Winter Sun (B-Sides And Rarities Album)

Snowflakes that fall across my eyes
Cannot compare to a dark surprise
What’s new becomes old, what’s old is new
When I first laid my eyes on you
I do not care for the winter sun
Windows and fires or the bridge you’re on
It doesn’t matter
This time of year
Though darkness comes so quick in time
Shortens our days to longer nights
Build a blue fire and kneel beside
Snowflakes that fall across our eyes
It’s all that matters
This time of year
It’s all that matters
This time of year

Beach House – Rain In Numbers (B-Sides And Rarities Album)

Always counting
A first time
She’s rolling down the window
But it always rains
[Hook]
And we’ll hold you
The rest of your life
Spend your money
Acting funny
Get yourselves
In the hallroom
She’s rolling down the window
But it’s always raining
But it’s always raining
[Hook]
And we’ll hold you
The rest of your life Clouds part
She’s rolling down the water
But it always rains
[Hook]
And we’ll hold you
The rest of your life
In your lace
Were you lazy?

Beach House – Saturn Song (B-Sides And Rarities Album)

I was looking for a four leaf clover
White snakes play summers for that gunpowder
Out a mile, out a mile
Why give good manners
I just don’t matter
Out a mile, out a mile
Why it turn backwards
Out a mile, out a mile

Beach House – The Arrangement (B-Sides And Rarities Album)

You were bad before you left a good life
To chase the palm trees swaying in the light
Do you say what you mean
You are only sixteen
And it goes
And it goes
Know that you’re really not a dancer
But could it be the other people’s smiles
They are two faced in the mirror
No vacation from here
And you go
And you go
The arrangement of lies
In a party of smiles
Make a good one, do it right
The arrangement of lies
Know that you’re really not a dancer
But could it be the other people’s smiles
So you make a choice to leave the good life
To chase the palm trees swaying in the night
What you see in your mind
Look outside in dark light
And you go
And it goes
The arrangement of lies
In a party of smiles
Make a good one, do it right
The arrangement of lies

Beach House – Play The Game (B-Sides And Rarities Album)

Open up your mind and let me step inside
Rest your weary head and let your heart decide
It’s so easy, when you know the rules
It’s so easy, all you have to do is fall in love
Play the game, ev’rybody play, play the game of love
When you’re feelin’ down and your resistance is low
Light another cigarette and let yourself go
This is your life, don’t play hard to get
It’s a free world, all you have to do is fall in love
Play the game, ev’rybody play, play the game
Love runs from my head down to my toes
My love is pumping through my veins
Driving me insane
Play the game, ev’rybody play, play the game of love
This is your life, don’t play hard to get
It’s a free, free world, all you have to do is fall in love
Play the game, ev’rybody play, play the game of love

Beach House – Norway (Itunes Session Remix) (B-Sides And Rarities Album)

We were sleeping till
You came along
With your tiny heart
You let us in the wooden house
To share in all the wealth
Don’t you know it’s true? Norway
Norway
Where you thinking that you gotta run to now
With the beating of a tiny heart? Norway
Norway
Seven figures leap the hungry mouths
The beast, he comes to you
He’s a hunter for a lonely heart
In the season of the sun
Don’t you know it’s true? Hang on to the things that you’re supposed to say
Millions of stars, they open to your fate
Norway
Norway
Norway
Norway

Beach House – White Moon (Itunes Session Remix) (B-Sides And Rarities Album)

Down the hill I looked so fast
Feel the moon, it doesn’t last
Troubled boy and lucky girl
Bring me back into your world
Call your name when you are gone
Longest night before the dawn
Hard to catch this side of you
Do you want me two on two? White moon beam on my back
White moon beam on my back
White moon beam on my back
Feel inside, it’s part of you
And I’m wrong that it’s confused
Hard to catch this side of you
Do you want me to want you? Give you half but you want more
Bring me back into your world
Feel inside, it’s part of you
And I’m wrong that it’s confused
White moon beam on your back
White moon beam on your back
White moon beam on your back
White moon beam on your back
Shadow in the night
I cannot promise you
No one knows where we don’t go
They never do
Sing to me goodbyes
The night, a soft disguise
The dead is not due
The dead is not due
Shadow in the night
I cannot promise you
No one knows where we don’t go
They never do
Sing to me goodbyes
The night, a soft disguise
The dead is not due
The dead is not due
Shifting dreams, not what it seems
It never is
The sun will always rise
It says, it promises
Shifting dreams, not what it seems
It’s never true
No one knows where we will go
They never do

Glitter

How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel? Fa la la la la
Fa la la la la
How ya feel? Lyrics to ‘Glitter’ by Tyler, The Creator:

–Intro–
Da na na na na
Da na na na na
Da na na na na, my baby
You’ve been on my mind
(How ya feel?)
I’m losing my mind because
I hope that we can be more than just friends
–Hook–
Firework
I feel like glitter, and every time you come around
I feel like glitter
You’re the one that I wanna give my life
You’re the one that I need to give my time
–Verse 1–
Ayo
Mirror mirror on the wall, who the brightest of them all? Scum Fuck Flower Boy
Scum Fuck Flower Boy
[Answering Machine]
We didn’t get your message, either because you were not speaking or because of a bad connection
–Tyler, the Creator–
“Fuck” I never been the darkest one, ’cause my self esteem is tall
So I never seen eye-to-eye with y’all niggas, ayo
Uno peso, never paid attention to what niggas gotta say-o
So I keep that buck, I ain’t give no fuck, then bill me up so I block ’em like Lego
Feelin’ glitter, feelin’ good and great
Got the burner got the heat like wait
Got the shit, its all up on that head
I use it on myself on the day you dipped
Got that 4-5-7 track, 8 for me
Babydoll, I hope you agree
Because you light my
–Hook–
Firework
I feel like glitter, and every time you come around
I feel like glitter
(How you feel?)
You’re the one that I wanna give my life
(How you feel?)
You’re the one that I needed in my life
‘Cause I love having you around (I love)
‘Cause I love having you around
–Verse 2–
Yeah
Look at my face, look at that jaw
This is north side and yeah I can’t lie
We ain’t workout, we a fat boy
Yeah, sumo, gotta limo
Pills, can’t see-through, must be a window
‘Cause you in the L
‘Could be a DJ, when I see you my heart beat changes tempo
Yeah, simple, that’s what I want but I can’t
That’s who you are but I ain’t
(?)
I’m parkin’ in quicksand, wait-
Please don’t save me
–Outro–
Ooooh
(Please don’t save me)
How ya feel? How ya feel?

November

Take me back to November, Hawaiian shirts in the Winter
Deep thoughts, deep thoughts
Naw, take me back to November, wassup
–Verse 1–
What if Clancy fuckin’ me over? Take me back to November, Hawaiian shirts in the Winter
Deep thoughts, deep thoughts
Naw, take me back to November, wassup
–Interlude: Scattered Voices–
My November was those Odd Future Sundays, where we used to just skate all day
My November was awesome, I booked my first feature film
My November was December 2015 (?)
My November was when my brother took me to first concert ever…
–Bridge–
Take me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back, take me back
I ain’t doin’ fine
Lost my mothafuckin’ mind, time travel back and you’ll fine
Take me back take me back
( [?] )
Take me back take me back
Take me back take me back
(Take me back to November)
“My November is right now!”
–Verse 2–
I wrote a song about you, I want your opinion
I consider my heart rate has slowed down at the ending. Let me pull over, quick! And I’m only known for tweets more than beats or
All my day ones turn to three, fours cause of track seven
Fuck, what if I get stuck? Fillin’ his pockets, and IRS show up asking me questions
I couldn’t answer ’cause I was too busy trynna make classics
(Boy ain’t got no motherfucking classics)
What if my music too weird for the masses? What if ‘Who Dat Boy’ is rhetorical and this shit is over? What if my accountant ain’t payin’ my taxes? What if these deep thoughts was my last? Mine was the Summer ’06, I remember the
*horn*
What if I thought the brake was the gas? Cause the love I got for you has exceeded appearance, the lyrics
Matter of fact, I’mma just call you, so you can hear it
If you do answer, I play it to state facts, Although I already know the response you gon’ say back
At that point I’ll hang up, disappear and just stay back
And if you don’t I’ll leave a voicemail with the playback
[Outro]
Hello, no one is available to take your call. Lyrics to ‘November’ by Tyler, The Creator:

–Intro–
Say some more, never want to talk about it
Feel a way, woah
Feel a way, woah
Feel a way, woah
–Hook–
Take me back to November
Take me back to November
Hawaiian shirts in the Winter, cold water, cold water
Yeah, take me back to November, wassup
Can we go back to November? Is it a person? –Hook–
And drive back to November
Take me back to November
Take me back to November
Hawaiian shirts in the Winter, cold water, cold water
Yeah, take me back to November, wassup
Can we go back to November? Bitch you know the dealy
Hilly, willy, tilly, silly
Hold that billy how I Milly Rock
When they can’t relate him, when they start to hate him, they don’t drive these cars
So whats they ultimatum? Oh is it really? Tell me, whats your November? What if I crashed? What if I got comfortable? Please leave a message after the tone
*beep* I gotta keep a buck fifty, what If I lost it all and ended up back in Ladera at them shitty apartments that’s across the Bank of America
Damn, I would be hurtin’, writing all of these songs
‘Cause WI-FI wasn’t working, last year in total, I put out two versions, but five seven figures since then, life’s kinda perfect
Oh is it really? What if I’m hustling backwards?

Dropping Seeds

Like Adam in the garden of Eve
My bitch got an apple bottom and she swallow my seeds
Follow my lead, fire I breath, water my sea
And sit back and watch money grow on trees
Droppin’ C’s like classes, these hoes drop they asses
I drop a seed in her panties, if it smell like pansies
I’m a banshee in her panties, nigga, ask your mammy
Never played golf, but got a driver and a Caddy
Whole squad slammin’ like Onyx, you no sticky fingers
Some dropped science, I’m droppin’ English
Even if Tyler, named the song flower
No seeds in the bud, still don’t trust bugs
I’m down
–Outro: Tyler, The Creator & Lil Wayne–
Droppin’ seeds on these niggas
They can’t fuck with the boy [Mula!]
Droppin’ seeds on these bitches
For the love of the sport
I’m droppin’ seeds, got this garden
Flowers poppin’ of course
I’m droppin’ seeds, motherfucker
Weezy Baby the boy! Yugh! Lyrics to ‘Dropping Seeds’ by Tyler, The Creator:

–Verse 1: Lil Wayne–
Mula!

I Ain’t Got Time

Boy I ain’t got tiiiime for these bitches, better throw a clock at these hoes, had these hoes in this bitch lookin’ for a water hose
Who the fuck you talking to, muthafuckin boy? Boy I ain’t got time
–Verse 1–
Boy, I need a Kleenex
How I got this far? Boy, I can’t believe it
That I got this car, so I took scenic
Passenger a white boy, look like River Pheonix
First… (Happy birthday!!!)
You bitch ass nigga yep, I’m thirstay
The little shots that you threw, they ain’t hurt me
I ain’t fuck with you bitch ass in the first place
–Hook–
I ain’t got tiiiime for these niggas, better throw a watch at the boy
Had my boys in this bitch, lookin’ like a seminar
Who the fuck you talkin’ to motherfucka? Boy I ain’t got tiiiime for these bitches, better throw a clock at these hoes, had these hoes in this bitch lookin’ for a water hose
Who the fuck you talking to, muthafuckin boy? Lyrics to ‘I Ain’t Got Time’ by Tyler, The Creator:

–Intro: Shane Powers–
Right now we got some new music only here on Golf Radio
(God I love this sample)
–Sample: Bel-Sha-Zaar–
We’re going to dance
Under innocent skies
And have some fun
–Hook–
I ain’t got tiiiime for these niggas, better throw a watch at the boy
Had my boys in this bitch, lookin’ like a seminar
Who the fuck you talkin’ to motherfucka? I ain’t got time
–Verse 2–
Man it turned out B was so proud of me
Cause all these (motherfuckers!) got they style from me
I bet they all looking from the crowd at me
And if I ask them, they’ll bow to me
But, you a house nigga, so you don’t know
How that shit go with my big lips and my big nose
And my big dick and my short hair
Cuz’ you already know how slow my shit grow
–Bridge–
(Hey)
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
–Verse 3–
Been the man with a bigger plan
Niggas know the deal
When I set upon, bet I get a 100 mil’
Next line, I’ll have em’ like woah
I’ve been kissing white boys since 2004
One need to See three Ms
Four, five, six years ago
Suck selling figure
Conversations with Converse finalized, cause Vans fucked up
I’mma be common, so you gon’ need commas
Saying what I shoulda did, but you ain’t did nada
You ain’t important
I’mma keep sporting
All smiles over here
Shout out to the garden
(Tick tock)
And, I just handle all my business like a chess board
(Tick tock, tick, tock)
And them golf boys, that’s my muthafuckin’ set boy
Hard to swallow like some thick soda
Walk wit’ it, cuz’ my pockets look like thick Yoda
Do the Skywalker, riding round’ sola
And the kid skin sprite, and my tint cola
Getting neck from the ball like some big shoulders
Til’ I bust like that 9 in your heat holster
Everything I say is hot, bitch I speak toaster
And I bred orthodox like I eat kosher
Shout out to (shhh) they gave a big loafa
Green bread, I be chilling like a clean sofa
It’s that thick odor
Young money T
Young fuckers, black boy, oh silly me
(I ain’t got time!)
–Verse 4–
Better talk shit
‘Cause I’m either in my Cons or my Golf shit
Pants got a little flood, nigga pipe down
A lil uzi, lil boosie way I wipe down
(Boy I ain’t got time!)
To be sittin’ here right now
Cause niggas dying every day
And I ain’t light brown
And I.D ain’t wanna give a nigga no pose
So I went and did a 12 page spread in Vogue
(Nigga I ain’t got time!)
–Outro–
Listen man I’m dat boy
All you lil niggas clones, boyI feel dat boy
You better kill that noise
Turn around and remap route
When they see that boy with them figures and that gap tooth
Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock
–Sample–
[Tyler, the Creator]
“Fuck… Hello”

Petya Alexa Monty – Нека Бъде Лудница

Зaбивaм кaтo windows, тря’я рeстрaртирaм. [Припeв]
Нeкa бъдe лудницa, нeкa сoчaт ни сeгa
дa нямa прaвилa, дa нe свършвa никoгa
зa мeн щe гoвoрят тaкaвa съм билa
oнaкaвa съм билa, нe знaм си кaквa
Нeкa бъдe лудницa, дa нe свършвa никoгa
[Куплeт 1] [Мoнти]
Глeдaм тялoтo ти цeлия блoкирaм. Кoсaтa ти сe мятa кaтo нa рeклaмa
Пo-сeкси си oт Aдриaнa Лимa пo пижaмa
Дaвaм пoвeчe oт Тoшкo Кoлeв зa тeбe
(100 килa рaкия дaвaм) другo нe ми трeбe
Eвaлa нa вaш’тe, чe сa тe рoдили тaкaвa,
a aз щe нaкaрaм и сърцeтo ти дaвa
oт Биoнсe пo-дивa,
oт Джулия в "Xубaвa жeнa" пo-крaсивa
oт Лoлитa пo-срaмeжливa,
Любoвтa ми щe тe xaпe кaт кoпривa
[Припeв]
Нeкa бъдe лудницa, нeкa сoчaт ни сeгa
дa нямa прaвилa, дa нe свършвa никoгa
зa мeн щe гoвoрят тaкaвa съм билa
oнaкaвa съм билa, нe знaм си кaквa
Нeкa бъдe лудницa, дa нe свършвa никoгa
[Куплeт 2] [Мoнти]
Виж, нe съм oня дeт’ слeди твoя Инстaгрaм
кaтo нaркoмaн и ти пишe глупoсти кaт’ e пиян,
a ти си лудa и мнoгo пo-oткaчeнa
oт Вaрнeнскa тийнeйджъркa прeд кaмeрa рaзкрaчeнa
Влюбeн съм кaтo Ути в xрaнaтa
кaтo Лeo в пицaтa, и кaтo футбoлист в пaрaтa,
чe тe oбичaм нямa дa ти кaжa,
нo цял живoт мисля дa ти гo пoкaжa
искaм дa съм oня дядo oт трaмвaя
с цвeтe зa любимaтa си,сякaш вeчe съм в рaя
aз съм Мoнти зaпoмни мe кръгъл
нямa дa тe ръби,щoтo нямaм ъгъл
[Припeв]
Нeкa бъдe лудницa, нeкa сoчaт ни сeгa
дa нямa прaвилa, дa нe свършвa никoгa
зa мeн щe гoвoрят тaкaвa съм билa
oнaкaвa съм билa, нe знaм си кaквa
Нeкa бъдe лудницa, дa нe свършвa никoгa
[Куплeт 3] [Petya Alexa]
Виж кaк пoлудявaт oт тoвa, кoeтo имaм
Взимaм си сaмa, търся и си гo нaмирaм
Яд ги e и гoвoрят срeщу мeнe
Яд ги e мнoгo, чe зa тяx нe ми дрeмe
Мoя си e мoй, искaтe нaтискaтe
Пишaт нeприличнo мeнe искa и зaвиждaтe. A ниe смe глутницa! Нямa кaк дa рaзбeрeтe нaшaтa лудницa
Eдинaци стe, a ниe смe глутницa!