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Viki Miljkovic – Mogu Mogu (On TvDmSat Novogodisnja Zurka 2018) (Live)

Nije mi lako al hteo si tako
na kraju ostaćeš sam
ja kada odem nikad se istim
putem ne vraćam

Sve što si mi učinio
neka ti se vrati
ako ikad ja te sretnem
neću te ni pogledati

[Refren] x2
Mogu mogu da ti oprostim
al ne mogu da zaboravim
mogu mogu osmeh da ti dam
al u sebi zaplakaću znam

Malo si dao al biće ti žao
što nismo uspeli mi
ja kada odem videćeš šta je
život bez ljubavi

Sve što si mi učinio
neka ti se vrati
ako ikad ja te sretnem
neću te ni pogledati

[Refren] x2
Mogu mogu da ti oprostim
al ne mogu da zaboravim
mogu mogu osmeh da ti dam
al u sebi zaplakaću znam

[Refren] x2
Mogu mogu da ti oprostim
al ne mogu da zaboravim
mogu mogu osmeh da ti dam
al u sebi zaplakaću znam

Viki Miljkovic – Rodjendan (On TvDmSat Novogodisnja Zurka 2018) (Live)

Mislila sam da si Bog
ti me prodao zbog tog
nosiš ti lica tri

Jedno kad si varao
drugo kad si lagao
treće je kad kaješ se

Bolje da sam ničija
kad već nisam jedina

Refren
Živim život kao da mi je
svaki dan rodjendan
pa ga proslavljam

Živim život nemam vremena
sad mi je svaka noć
kao poslednja

Ti si lep i mlad i lud
dobar izgled loša ćud
ne može ovaj put

Ljubav kad se podgreva
bude lošeg ukusa
život lep volim ja

Bolje da sam ničija
kad već nisam jedina

Refren 3x
Živim život kao da mi je
svaki dan rodjendan
pa ga proslavljam

Živim život nemam vremena
sad mi je svaka noć
kao poslednja

Vuk Mob – E Pa Neka (On TvDmSat Novogodisnja Zurka 2018) (Live)

[Verse 1: Vuk Mob]
Ona kaže da sam bolestan, odlazi i kaže: "Ozdravi"
Ma videlo se izdaleka, idi, idi, neka, neka
A ja gubim tlo pod nogama, hoću opet da se napijem
Od tvoje ljubavi izdrogiran, pitaju me: "Šta mi je?"

[Hook: Vuk Mob]
Bolestan sam (e pa neka), čaše lomim (e pa neka)
Nema leka, apoteka, (e pa neka, e pa neka)
Bolestan sam (e pa neka), čaše lomim (e pa neka)
Nema leka, apoteka, (i tuga je za čoveka)

[Verse 2: Vuk Mob]
Mala vuče me na glavne tetovaže na ramenima, tata kiti je sa najjačim parfemima
Njena gola noga radi poput besnila, gazi, ne gleda, crna štikla – desetka
U klubu kao da je pljačka banke, bacamo pare na narodnjake
Policija nas juri noći svake, ona neće sa mnom, kaže strah je!

[Hook: Vuk Mob]
Bolestan sam (e pa neka), čaše lomim (e pa neka)
Nema leka, apoteka, (e pa neka, e pa neka)
Bolestan sam (e pa neka), čaše lomim (e pa neka)
Nema leka, apoteka, (i tuga je za čoveka)

[Outro]
E pa neka, e pa neka
E pa neka, e pa neka
E pa neka, e pa neka
I tuga je za čoveka

Mikky Ekko – Come Out and Die Lyrics

[Chorus]
Would you come out and die
And die for me?
If your living is all inside a dream
Well there’s a dirty cop comin’
Dirty cops don’t come clean
So would you come out and die
For me?

[Verse 1]
Keep my song my song alive
Where everybody’s happy
Oh, come and die
The least you could do is come out

[Chorus]
Would you come out and die
And die for me?
If your living is all inside a dream
There’s a dirty cop comin’
Dirty cops don’t come clean
So would you come out and die
For me?

[Verse 2]
Oh, woah woah
Come and die
Stuck in the sun for a while
Busy pushing me just ’cause the pushes stay long(?) and
Don’t take calls, ’cause we’ll belong
‘Cause we’re still young animals;
Fun being cannibals
Stuck in the bad way of life

[Chorus]
Won’t you come out and die
And die for me?
If your living is all inside a dream
We’re just two animals(?)
Lovin’ on, loving it(?)
So won’t you come out and die?

[Bridge]
Nothing’s coming out
‘Cause I’m still not allowed
You know, or don’t you?
What you know, don’t you?
What you know

[Chorus]
Would you come out and die
And die for me?
If your living is all inside a dream
Well there’s a dirty cop comin’
And dirty cops don’t come clean
Oh, would you come out and die
And die for me?

Lloyd Banks – Mighty Healthy Freestyle Lyrics

[Intro]
You know who the fuck it is
2018
Two thousand and make cream
At Your Request

[Verse: Lloyd Banks & Ghostface Killah]
Masked up on my last case
Figured no face, no karma
Throwin’ salt at me
Prefer my shade by Dolce Gabbana
Rideable, bet the dough gets some kinda rotation out her
Stand for nothin’ fall for anything, prada replace the dollar
Havin’ 70s gettin’ bent out of shape and I’m in tip-top
Want this shit? Gotta fight to get on like Love & Hip Hop
Mary Jane’ll tie me up, fell in love with the Ziploc
I done seen your true colors for green niggas’ll flip-flop
Hope you take your best shot followed by something tragic
Have to show you Cs and I’ll spit in your face like a battle rapper
Shit, I only hit the weed slow, came up a rabbit clapper
Prayed on the God, glow and he gave it to me, tabernacle
Never really liked y’all, hate you, know to my next feed
Baguette sleeve
A loyal my begger’s my pet peeve
Time for me to jet, heavy time on the jet skis
The dopest supplier, you trippin’ to let the connect leave
Audacity dissin’ veterans puttin’ up tanking numbers
Ain’t no deuce deuce in yo’ boot, them fuckin’ ankle huggers
When we hug these mics we get busy
I’m thinkin’ “Who is he?”
A stupid motherfucker truck is moving, dumping free work all over to feed the customers
Settin’ the soundtrack for the realer kind of greatest hustlers
Haters to fuel up the fire, doubters to act astounded
Smoke for the watches, gorilla glue with the wax around it
Dollars to rev up the ops and ammo to back them down with
Double bottoms for ass kickin’, the black and brown shits
Certifications debatable, take a fall stay quiet
Your fan base ain’t gone save you, you hit the floor stage divin’
Fire trail from me flying
You takin’ off? Brave pilot
You makin’ moves? Stay silent
You crossed the crew’s gray island
Don’t box me into your categories I’m alien
Them records, I hear nothin’ but fear in ’em
Break a chair on ’em
I see a nigga dye one more color I disappear again
Y’all breedin’ bitches
My blade’ll give a cesarean
I give it everything I had, another high speed choice
Thinkin’ “what more do you want from me?” in Tyrese voice
All we do is make it stack the homicide green boys
Unnecessary altercations keep the concrete moist
I hate makin’ shit, disciplinary jab though
Limited edition lab coat, Louie Supreme collabo’

[Outro]
For every blow, depends on breath control
So it’s the first thing you must learn
Fortunately it’s easy
You’ll soon learn

Gucci Mane & Lil Baby – The Load (feat. Marlo)

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Honorable C.N.O.T.E
Wop

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Well my day startin’ crazy, my pack ain’t fuckin’ make it
The feds investigating, some of my niggas turned fugazi
I keep gunners with me lately, they might gun you down for nathin’
El Gato is my code name, don’t ever call me Radric
Crystal coke and crystal meth, so icy entertainment
I’m gangster but I’m famous, bitch I’m armed and I’m dangerous
Diamonds on me blinkin’ mane, fuck what niggas thinkin’ mane
Guwop gon’ keep gettin’ it mane, long as they keep printin’ it mane
Play with me, regret it
This ain’t that synthetic
Y’all boys too pathetic
You don’t got it then go get it
Call tell, I’m connected
El Gato, respect it
Two Asian plugs with hella drugs
Call them Redman and Method

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
When the load gettin’ closer, hope they don’t pull him over
I know my bows over, sack ’em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, please don’t weigh it over
It’s losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch yola

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Fuck the police, that’s the code we honor
Your bitch on my drip, I poured it on her
Diamonds on fleek, I’m cold, pneumonia
Me and Wop sitting at the top
Millionaires out the cell block
I ain’t never gotta sell blocks
When I get bored I buy a new watch
Went to the lot and bought my bitch a drop
Now I’m on fire, I burn a nigga
They ain’t gave me shit, I earned it nigga
Me and Marlo really gettin’ them loads
Ask the streets, everybody know
Spend my show money on clothes
Trap stay bunking, we don’t close
Runnin’ with slime, they’ll wipe your nose
I’m from the gutter, throwing up fours
I’m back on my shit, I’m dripping waterfall
Did a bid, came back, then I brushed it off
Shooters, they gon’ shoot on my command
Pop a nigga noggin like a xan
All I ever needed was a chance
Now I got a whole lot of bands
Now I got a whole lot of fans
Tucking my strap in at my shows
Double Rollies, want a white one, a gold
Never stopping and I’m always on go
In the back of the back, I got the curtains closed
Trap spot, tryna get off the load
I’m like Luda, I been slanging them bows

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
When the load gettin’ closer, hope they don’t pull him over
I know my bows over, sack ’em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, please don’t weigh it over
It’s losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch yola

[Verse 3: Marlo]
I been having a real crazy day, but them packs man I’m gettin’ paid
Got G8 on the cell floor, he done poked a nigga with a switchblade
I done stayed down with my own, nigga I done came up with my own way
Zone 1 rebel, got more pistols than an arcade
And Marlo is my real name, don’t ever call me rude
Act a fool, and I been a damn gangster with them tools
Young nigga make the rules, break the rules
I been a gangster, I make the news
Do script and pack with Lil Baby food
Goose say we’re goin’ real crazy, ooh
And the load gettin’ real real closer
And I hope the dope just came up out the water
And I put that fish scale in that water
Make it double up and get real real harder
And if it [?] go real real farther, yeah

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
When the load gettin’ closer, hope they don’t pull him over
I know my bows over, sack ’em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, please don’t weigh it over
It’s losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch yola

Kodak Black – Poetical G

[Intro]
Aye, it’s two thousand eighteen hundred
1800 block
Free Jackboy
Sniper Gang

[Chorus]
We do the same thing, but won’t do it the same
I pray to God that I ain’t losing my brain
Made a lot of music to forget all of my pain
I just wanted money, but it came with some fame
I get on the beat, and I just be wanting to sing
Even though I wanted to it’s never gone change
All the love I got for you is never gone change
Shit ain’t never, never, ever gone be the same
Shawty say she love me, so she tatted my name
So I ever leave her then I’m leavin’ a stain

[Verse]
Leavin’ ’em all, tryna hide the scars
I can’t hide my cardinality, my personality
I am who I are
I’m sitting in the dark
All I want to do is shine, they throwing shade on me
I turnt that money clean off of living dirty
Can’t leave the streets alone
It left a stain on me
I get on this beat like it’s my testimony
We do the same thing, but won’t do it the same
And everything they do it’s like they all changed
I got skeletons in my closet by my Balmain
That’s my shooter coming around here
That’s my dawg, man
I promise we gone all ball, man
Just bought a mansion, you just bought a damn chain
I’m about wacking, hope you about the same thing
I tried to forgive you but something wouldn’t let me
I think about my woe, I just popped a xanny
I’m still fed up, but I’m countin’ fetty
I tried to forgive you but something wouldn’t let me
I be going too hard I might break something
I get retarded, boy, I shake something

[Chorus]
We do the same thing but won’t do it the same
I pray to God I ain’t losing my brain
Made a lot of music to forget all of my pain
I just wanted money but it came with some fame
I get on the beat, and I just be wanting to sing
Even though I wanted to it’s never gone change
All the love I got for you is never gone change
Shit ain’t never, never gone be the same
Shawty say she love me, so she tatted my name
So I ever leave her then I’m leavin’ a stain

Bodega Bamz – Diddy Bop

[Intro: Noname]
I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready
I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready
I’m ready, I’m ready

[Verse 1: Noname]
This sound like Mississippi sippy cup, daddy turn bibby up
Henny invented the catalyst for happiness in my cup
This sound like kiddies on the playground when mama was running up
Ooooooh, you about to get your ass beat
This sound like niggas complaining when their bitches like Raz-B
B2K in the stereo, we juke in the back seat
Or juke in the basement, in love with my KSWISS’s
This feel like jumping in a pool and I’m knowing I can’t swim
Ooooooh, you about to get your ass beat
For stealing that twenty dollars like ”baby, just ask me”
Mama say she love, love, loved us
When the lights was off we had to stay with cousins
Granny at the BBQ with petty ass husband
Summertime, city life, Chi-town, my town, my town
After school matters like I’m needing that stipend right now
Kennicott parking lot got caught with the blunt like “wow wow”

[Bridge: Noname]
Run, run, run, mama say come home before the streetlights do
Ice cream on my front porch in my new FUBU and my A1’s too
Watching my happy block my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop

[Hook: Cam O’bi]
This sound like growing out my clothes
With stars in my pocket, dreaming bout making my hood glow
This sound like every place I would go, if I could fly
This feel like every summertime
Fall asleep dreaming bout all the places I could go
And every one of them feels so close, still chasing time

[Verse 2: Raury]
And I am not a star
I am a meteor on a crash course towards Earth across the cosmos
Versus Perseus to the father
Of his birth to tell the truth, that I’m his real son
Get blocked, I’ma build one
Get blocked, I’ma build two
Hope that you see it’s a staircase
Still pray for a fair day where they give a fair race to the marinade
And the dogons and the eses and the fair faced
Keith Ape tryna pill paint
Rainbows with a pink blue and a sea foam type of green hue
Make a clear space
Stop overreacting, it’s past my curfew I’m out after 6
Happily making my accident
Mama gon’ whoop on my ass again
Pray that I’m making my way before 8 and I might have to sneak in the back again
Hope that Memorial traffickin’
Hope that she stopping for gas again
Girl I just want to relax again
Pray you gon’ bring that shit back again
Pray you gon’ bring that shit back again
I know

[Bridge: Noname]
Run, run, run, mama say come home before the streetlights do
Ice cream on my front porch in my new FUBU and my A1’s too
Watching my happy block my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop

[Hook: Cam O’bi]
This sound like growing out my clothes
With stars in my pocket, dreaming ’bout making my hood grow
This sound like every place I would go, if I could fly
This feel like every summertime
Fall asleep dreaming bout all the places I could go
And every one of them feels so close, still chasing time

[Outro: Noname]
Watching my happy block my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop
Watching my happy, watching my happy ooh ooh
Watching my happy block my whole neighborhood hit the diddy bop

G-Eazy & Halsey – Him & I (On SNL) (Live)

[Chorus: Halsey]
Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I’d never lie
He said “be true,” I swear I’ll try
In the end, it’s him and I
He’s out his head, I’m out my mind
We got that love; the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it’s him and I
(Him and I)

[Verse 1: G-Eazy & (Halsey)]
My ’65 speeding up the PCH, a hell of a ride
They don’t want to see us make it, they just want to divide
2017 Bonnie & Clyde
Wouldn’t see the point of living on if one of us died, yeah
Got that kind of style everybody try to rip off
YSL dress under when she takes the mink off
Silk on her body, pull it down and watch it slip off
Ever catch me cheating, she would try to cut my (ha-ha-ha)
Crazy, but I love her, I could never run from her
Hit it, no rubber, never would let no one touch her
Swear we drive each other, mad, she be so stubborn
But, what the fuck is love with no pain, no suffer
Intense, this shit, it gets dense
She knows when I’m out of it like she could just sense
If I had a million dollars, or was down to ten cents
She’d be down for whatever, never gotta convince, no

[Chorus: Halsey & (G-Eazy)]
Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I’d never lie (I love you baby)
He said “be true,” I swear I’ll try
In the end, it’s him and I
He’s out his head, I’m out my mind
We got that love; the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it’s him and I

[Post-Chorus: Halsey]
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it’s him and I
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it’s him and I

[Verse 2: G-Eazy & (Halsey)]
We turn up, mobbin’ ’til the end of time
Only one who gets me, I’m a crazy fuckin’ Gemini
Remember this for when I die
Everybody dressed in all black, suits and a tie
My funeral will be lit if I-
Ever go down or get caught, if they identify
My bitch was the most solid, nothing to solidify
She would never cheat, you’d never see her with a different guy
Ever tell you different, then it’s a lie
See, that’s my down bitch, see that’s my soldier
She keeps that thang-thang, if anyone goes there
Calm and collected, she keeps her composure
And she gon’ ride for me until this thing over
We do drugs together (together)
Fuck up clubs together (together)
And we’d both go crazy (crazy)
If we was to sever
You know?
We keep mobbin’, it’s just me and my bitch
Fuck the world, we just gon’ keep getting rich
You know?

[Chorus: Halsey]
Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I’d never lie
He said “be true,” I swear I’ll try
In the end, it’s him and I
He’s out his head, I’m out my mind
We got that love; the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it’s him and I

[Post-Chorus: Halsey]
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it’s him and I
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it’s him and I

[Bridge: Halsey & G-Eazy]
Cross my heart, hope to die
To you, I’ve never lied
For you, I’d take a life
It’s him and I, and I swear (ayy)
‘Til the end I’m-ma ride wit’ you
Mob and get money, get high wit’ you, yeah (ayy)
Cross my heart, hope to die
This is our ride or die
You can confide in me
There is no hiding, I swear
Stay solid, never lie to you
Swear, most likely I’m-ma die wit’ you, yeah

[Chorus: Halsey]
Cross my heart, hope to die
To my lover, I’d never lie
He said “be true,” I swear I’ll try
In the end, it’s him and I
He’s out his head, I’m out my mind
We got that love, the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it’s him and I

[Post-Chorus: Halsey]
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it’s him and I
Him and I
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh
In the end, it’s him and I

Halsey – Bad At Love (On SNL) (Live)

Got a boy back home in Michigan
And it tastes like Jack when I’m kissing him
So I told him that I never really liked his friends
Now he’s gone and he’s calling me a bitch again
There’s a guy that lives in a garden state
And he told me that we make it ’til we graduate
So I told him the music would be worth the wait
But he wants me in the kitchen with a dinner plate

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
That we’re meant to be
But jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy
Get the best of me
Look, I don’t mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah I
Always make the same mistakes ’cause

I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin’ at my history
I’m bad at love

Got a girl with California eyes
And I thought that she could really be the one this time
But I never got the chance to make her mine
Because she fell in love with little thin white lines
London girl with an attitude
We never told no one but we look so cute
Both got way better things to do
But I always think about it when I’m riding through

I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
That I’m in too deep
And jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy
Get the best in me
Look, I don’t mean to frustrate, but I
Always make the same mistakes, yeah I
Always make the same mistakes ’cause

I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin’ at my history
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, you know, you know, you know (ooh-ooh)
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)

I know that you’re afraid
I’m gonna walk away
Each time the feeling fades
Each time the feeling fades
I know that you’re afraid
I’m gonna walk away
Each time the feeling fades

You know I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
But you can’t blame me for tryin’
You know I’d be lyin’ sayin’
You were the one (ooh-ooh)
That could finally fix me
Lookin’ at my history
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, you know, you know, you know (ooh-ooh)
I’m bad at love (ooh-ooh)
Oh, oh

Belinda Carlisle – I Get Weak (Single Edit)

When I’m with you
I shake inside
My heart’s all tangled up
My tongue is tied it’s crazy

Can’t walk, can’t talk, can’t eat, can’t sleep
Oh, I’m in love, oh I’m in deep ’cause baby

With a kiss you can strip me defenseless
With a touch I completely lose control
‘Til all that’s left of my strength is a memory, whoa

I get weak when I look at you
Weak when we touch
I can’t speak when I look in your eyes
I get weak when you’re next to me
Weak from this love
I can’t speak when I look in your eyes
I get weak

Convincing eyes, persuasive lips
The helpless heart just can’t resist their power

You know you’ve got a hold over me
You know you’ve got me where I want to be ’cause lover

Like a wave you keep pulling me under
How I’ll ever get out of this I don’t know
I just know there’s just no way to fight it, whao

I get weak when I look at you
Weak when we touch
I can’t speak when I look in your eyes
I get weak when you’re next to me
Weak from this love
I’m in deep when I look in your eyes
I get weak I get weak I get weak

Just a kiss you can strip me defenseless
Just a touch I completely lose control
‘Til all that’s left of my strength is a memory, whoa

I get weak when I look at you
Weak when we touch
I can’t speak when I look in your eyes
I get weak when you’re next to me
Weak from this love
I can’t speak when I look in your eyes
I get weak I get weak I get weak

Lil Pump – Trap Jumpin (feat. Juicy J)

[Intro: Lil Pump]
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, got the trap jumpin’
Ooh, ayy, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Pump & (Juicy J)]
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Made one phone call, got the trap jumpin’
Made two phone calls, got the trap jumpin’
Made three phone calls, got the trap jumpin’
Made four phone calls, got the trap jumpin’
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Goddamn, ooh, trap goin’ stupid
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Yuh, ayy, trap goin’ stupid
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Yuh (yeah), trap goin’ stupid (yeah)
Trap goin’ stupid (yeah), trap goin’ stupid
(Let’s get it)

[Verse: Juicy J]
Yeah, I count my own money
Yeah, I ain’t ever been no dummy (no dummy)
Movin’ them Ps, let me be
That shit sweet like honey (shit sweet)
Yeah, trap goin’ stupid, don’t be foolish
Don’t try to stay at home, I do this (don’t do it)
Whole bread, I got new shit (new shit)
My wrist cost me two whips (cash)
I ain’t ever been no fool (no fool)
Always fed my crew (my niggas)
I’m from the jungle, them wolves don’t eat
Then they might turn on you (we eat)
Nigga, I paid my dues (dues)
Nigga can’t clock my moves (uh-uh)
It look like a Bar Mitzvah on my neck
I’m rockin’ so many jewels
Made one phone call, now I gotta load in
Twenty-four hours, trap still open
How you gettin’ money all day if you’re closin’?
Kick all the good girls out, let the hoes in
Damn, ooh, this what I do
I can teach you some shit you can’t learn in school
Drop it in the pot, let it steam, let it brew
Same old Juice, it ain’t nuttin’ new
I just

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Got the trap jumpin’, got the trap jumpin’
Made one phone call, got the trap jumpin’
Made two phone calls, got the trap jumpin’
Made three phone calls, got the trap jumpin’
Made four phone calls, got the trap jumpin’
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Goddamn, ooh, trap goin’ stupid
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Yuh, ayy, trap goin’ stupid
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid
Yuh, trap goin’ stupid
Trap goin’ stupid, trap goin’ stupid

Lloyd Banks – Mighty Healthy Freestyle

[Intro]
You know who the fuck it is
2018
Two thousand and make cream
At Your Request

[Verse: Lloyd Banks & Ghostface Killah]
Masked up on my last case
Figured no face, no karma
Throwin’ salt at me
Prefer my shade by Dolce Gabbana
Rideable, bet the [?] and kinda rotation out of Stamford
Nothin’ fall for anything
Prada replace the dollar
Havin’ 70s gettin’ bent out of shape and I’m a tip-top
Want this shit? Gotta fight to get on like Love & Hip Hop
Mary Jane’ll tie me up, fell in love with the Ziploc
I done seen your true colors for green niggas to flip-flop
Hope you take your best shot followed by something tragic
Have to show you Cs and I’ll spit in your face like a battle rapper
Shit, I only hit the weed slow, came up a rabbit clapper
Prayed on the God, glow and he gave it to me, tabernacle
Never really like [?], hate you, know to my next feed
Baguette sleeve
A loyal my begger’s my pet peeve
Time for me to jet, heavy time on the jet skis
The dopest supplier, you trippin’ to let the connect leave
Audacity dissin’ veterans puttin’ up tanking and numbers
Ain’t no deuce deuce in yo’ boot, them fuckin’ ankle huggers
When we hug these mics we get busy
I’m thinkin’ "Who is he?"
A stupid motherfucker [?] smooth and dumping free work all over to feed the customers
Settin’ the soundtrack for the realer kind of greatest hustlers
Haters to fuel up the fire, doubters to act astounded
Smoke for the watches, gorilla glue with the wax around it
Dollars to rev up the ops and ammo to back them down with
Double bottoms for ass kickin’, the black and brown shits
Certifications debatable, take a fall stay quiet
Your fan base ain’t gone save you, you hit the floor stage divin’
Fire trail from me flying
You takin’ off? Brave pilot
You makin’ moves? Stay silent
You crossed the crew’s gray island
Don’t box me into your categories I’m alien
Them records, I hear nothin’ but fear in ’em
Break a chair on ’em
I see a nigga dye one more color I disappear again
Y’all breedin’ bitches
My blade give a cesarean
I give it everything I had, another high speed choice
Thinkin’ "what more do you want from me?" in Tyrese voice
All we do is make a it stack the homicide green boys
Unnecessary altercations keep the concrete moist
I hate makin’ shit, disciplinary though
Limited edition lab coat, Louie Supreme collabo’

[Outro]
For every blow, depends on breath control
So it’s the first thing you must learn
Fortunately it’s easy
You’ll soon learn

Marlo – Thinking Out Loud

[Intro]
Bring that money counter baby
I’m just thinking out loud
I’m just thinking out loud

[Chorus]
I’m having thoughts in my head, it’s only one way to get this bread
Throwing rocks at the feds, fuck the narcs and the pigs
I’ma get money by any means necessary
I got a big load, I gotta carry
I hope I miss the drought in February
These niggas gon’ be down, it’s never worried
And I hope you niggas know I’m never worried
I take a perc then I please all my pain
Got me walking through the mud and the rain
I feel my soul going through my damn veins
I’m just thinking out loud
Got my head to the cloud
I wish C could see me now
I know he’d be proud
I scream free Lil Tay
I wish he were still here
And I’m lowkey sharing the Rari whippin’, yeah

[Verse 1]
And I do this for my Bourne Home niggas
I know we still the realest
And my hood birthed a whole lot of killers
And I still wish that Lo was still living
And we still say that he the king nigga
So it’s shouts out to Lo, he my nigga
And I’m still repping NDC nigga
You know I’m still NDC nigga
You know I’m down to ride for my niggas
You know I’m down to slide with my niggas
I don’t give a fuck ’bout none nigga, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m having thoughts in my head, it’s only one way to get this bread
Throwing rocks at the feds, fuck the narcs and the pigs
I’ma get money by any means necessary
I got a big load, I gotta carry
I hope I miss the drought in February
These niggas gon’ be down, it’s never worried
And I hope you niggas know I’m never worried
I take a perc then I please all my pain
Got me walking through the mud and the rain
I feel my soul going through my damn veins
I’m just thinking out loud
Got my head to the cloud
I wish C could see me now
I know he’d be proud
I scream free Lil Tay
I wish he were still here
And I’m lowkey sharing the Rari whippin’, yeah

[Verse 2]
They gave bird a long time for that iron
He didn’t snitch on none nigga, he took his time
He stood up like a man and took the ride
And I’m still thinkin’ about how Marlo died
AndI answer for my question deep inside
And that nigga Black Dog he one thousand
And a nigga Steve took off project housing
Put the bricks all in the wall and the house
So you know them birds flying down South
Came up in the game, my frown
Get in by the time it’s goin’ down

[Chorus]
I’m having thoughts in my head, it’s only one way to get this bread
Throwing rocks at the feds, fuck the narcs and the pigs
I’ma get money by any means necessary
I got a big load, I gotta carry
I hope I miss the drought in February
These niggas gon’ be down, it’s never worried
And I hope you niggas know I’m never worried
I take a perc then I please all my pain
Got me walking through the mud and the rain
I feel my soul going through my damn veins
I’m just thinking out loud
Got my head to the cloud
I wish C could see me now
I know he’d be proud
I scream free Lil Tay
I wish he were still here
And I’m lowkey sharing the Rari whippin’, yeah

YFN Lucci – Street Kings (feat. Meek Mill)

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Uh, young street nigga tryin’ make some millions
I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
These niggas talk about it but they never did shit
And we ain’t really smelling that shit
When you made it out the slums then you the trillest
Running with yo’ day ones, yeah, you the realest
Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
Young street nigga tryin’ make some millions

[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
Uh, know I’m from the projects
In the hood know I still got on all my shit
100k on my neck
Die for my respect
Tryin’ ride on the kid, fuck around and wreck
Play you, die, you next
Uh, true number one got ’em upset
I’ve been on my young fly shit since a lil’ jet, true shit
A whole lot of broomsticks what we move with
Don’t be jumping in shit you ain’t got nothin’ to do with
Sweep yo’ block like a house sweep, y’all all sweet
Never been the type to call all beef, don’t call me
Nigga talkin’ ’bout he gon’ off me, they lost me
They tryin’ do me like Jeezy, they tryin’ cross me
I’ma give a nigga the full clip ’til it’s all E
After bloodshed ain’t no sorry, I’m sorry
We was all broke now we all kings
Gotta get the fuck up out the hood by any means
We all G’s

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Uh, young street nigga tryin’ make some millions
I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
These niggas talk about it but they never did shit
And we ain’t really smelling that shit
When you made it out the slums then you the trillest
Running with yo’ day ones, yeah, you the realest
Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
Young street nigga tryin’ make some millions

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Shout out my niggas that stayed down
That’s why they still with me I came up
Got some money and look what they sayin’ now
But they tell you them niggas stand up, I manned up
And I turned a dollar to a thousand, turned a thousand to a million, moved my mom’s to public housing
Had to put her in that mansion, for the hood I got a Audi
And they tell me that I’m losin’, man you niggas fuckin’ wildin’
When they killed Lil’ Snupe, I took a L
Young trap niggas from the bottom, we prevailed
We had got expelled before they taught us how to spell
We ain’t never go to math but knew them numbers on that scale
Busting’ bricks sellin’ bails, I ain’t never tell
Only thing a nigga takin’ from me is a shell
Hood of broken dreams, we was to raising hell
If you was from my hood, then you would never get a cell
Fuck nigga!

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Uh, young street nigga tryin’ make some millions
I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
These niggas talk about it but they never did shit
And we ain’t really smelling that shit
When you made it out the slums then you the trillest
Running with yo’ day ones, yeah, you the realest
Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
Young street nigga tryin’ make some millions

Zoey Dollaz – Mula (Remix) (feat. Lil Wayne)

[Intro: Zoey Dollaz]
Got that Remedy, yeah
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula

[Chorus: Zoey Dollaz]
I cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)
Took her to the mall, then I took her to the jeweller (yeah)
I might fuck around, then go put her in the bank (yeah)
When you gettin’ money, give a fuck ’bout what they think (yeah)
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)

[Verse 1: Zoey Dollaz]
I done fell in love, with some money (yeah, some money)
I done left my girl, I ain’t sorry (yea, sorry)
Nigga, think about when I was broke (yeah, I’m broke)
Fuck that, I ain’t goin’ back no more (yeah, no more)
Fuck around and found some dope (some dope)
I ain’t finna hit no licks no more (no more)
I’ma take Mula to the jeweller
Diamonds on my neck, freezin’ like a cooler
Like woah, woah, damn my nigga, froze
Nigga, gettin’ money now (money now)
Look at all these hoes (hoes)
Where the fuck, was you was at?
When I was broke?
Only stickin’ with my day ones
Yeah, my bros (Mula)

[Chorus: Zoey Dollaz]
I cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)
Took her to the mall, then I took her to the jeweller (yeah)
I might fuck around, then go put her in the bank (yeah)
When you gettin’ money, give a fuck ’bout what they think (yeah)
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula
Mula on my mind, on my mind, brain tumor
So addicted to her, faithful and restricted to her
I know she been around but a lot of niggas blew her
I’ma take good care of her
Make sure you aware of her
Put her on the table, break her down like a skeleton
Sippin’ on the gelatin
Smokin’ on the melatin
It’s just me and my girlfriend, Makaveli-in’
I told wifey she too pricey
And then I went got icy
A nigga get poltergeist-y for the Breitling
If you baller blocking, invite me
I cheated on my girl, she still recuperating
It’s Weezy Baby and Mula
But our friends call us Mula Baby
I’m gone

[Chorus: Zoey Dollaz]
I cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)
Took her to the mall, then I took her to the jeweller (yeah)
I might fuck around, then go put her in the bank (yeah)
When you gettin’ money, give a fuck ’bout what they think (yeah)
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)

[Outro: Zoey Dollaz]
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)

6ix9ine – Keke (feat. Fetty Wap & A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie)

[Intro: 6ix9ine]
Scum Gang!

[Chorus: 6ix9ine]
I be on the block on the regular
With my niggas busting at the cops, on the regular
Bitches sucking dick, giving top, on the regular
Catch me water whipping straight drop, on the regular
Yeah you know I run up with the shit on the regular
Bare faced, I’ma hit a lick, on the regular
Posted with the drop, gun cocked, on the regular
Yeah I’m 6ix9ine with the nine, on the regular

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
Niggas want war yeah, kick the door yeah
Niggas want the sauce, yeah, shake ’em off yeah
I’m still in the hood yeah, bussin’ juggs yeah
Rollin’ through the city, yeah, with my niggas yeah
Niggas want that bitch back, I don’t chit-chat
Rubber band, click clack, blow your shit back
Baby I ain’t a hot boy, Imma block boy
Roll up to the block, make him Diddy Bop nigga

[Verse 2: Fetty Wap]
Nigga we be busting at the opps, on the regular
Nigga we be ducking from the cops, on the regular
Bitches sucking dick and giving top, on the regular
Shit that’s on my wrist, it cost a lot, it ain’t regular
Nigga if you schemin’ for my spot it ain’t regular
Someone be controllin’ from the top on the regular
You can get the money when you die, it ain’t regular
Nigga with me ready to die on the regular
Pull up to the door yeah, get on the floor yeah
Pull up, we gon’ shoot, checkin’ out the store yeah
Different colored coupes, money on the floor yeah
And I got the juice, drippin’, drippin’ sauce, yeah
Pull up to the door yeah, get on the floor yeah
Pull up, we gon’ shoot, checkin’ out the store yeah
Different colored coupes, money on the floor yeah
And I got the juice, drippin’, drippin’ sauce, yeah
And they know what we’re all about
[?] drip ’til we stop
Let a nigga drip in his socks
Makin’ money flip for the mob

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Fuck it up, I fuck it up, hum yeah
Smack a lot, I smack a lot, hum yeah
I hit it on the tour bus, hum yeah
If I’m a player, you a slut, ooh yeah
I told my .38 "I love you,"
That my baby, when I pull up she pull up, too
See the, Hermes on the buckle ooh, then I
Light a band, on the duffle ooh yeah
Leave ’em wetter, make it rain, nigga
Put the thirty to your motherfuckin’ brain nigga, uh
I run around with the same niggas
Same niggas that’ll take a nigga chain, nigga

21 Savage & Metro Boomin – Pause

[Intro]
Aye
Hunnid K spent on a whip
Hunnid K spent on a whip
Hunnid K spent on a whip
Young Metro
Hunnid K spent on a whip, Metro
Hunnid K spent on a whip, Metro
If young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you

[Hook]
Hunnid K spent on a whip, pause
Hunnid K spent on my bitch, pause
Hunnid K spent in the VIP, pause
Pause
Whipping up dope in the pot, pause
30 round clip on my Glock, pause
Pull up then somebody shot, pause
Pause

[Verse 1]
Niggas callin’ 12, yeah, niggas callin’ 12 (21)
We keep it in the street (bitch), we don’t want your ass in jail (bitch)
I got clientele (skrrt) off that triple beam scale (skrrt)
Got his ass killed tryna run off with a bale (21)
I just spent 15 hunnid on a belt (belt)
15 hunnid on my main bitch hair (21)
Yeah I’m real right, I took a oath not to tell
If you try the gang, we gon’ shoot you like Adele (pop-pop-pop)
I was runnin’ up with fifties, man, one-five for a fifty, man
I got a four hunnid, man, AK hold a hunnid, man
AK hold two hunnid, man, pull up in a mini-van (ooh)
Suckin’ on her titties, man, she gon’ fuck me an’ my man (what?)
I just walked up out the bank, fold my money, bitch, I can’t
I just drunk a hunnid pints, I just smoked a pound of dank

[Refrain]
Yeah, pause, yeah, pause
Yeah-yeah, pause, yeah, pause
Yeah-yeah, pause, yeah, pause
Wow, pause, wow, pause

[Verse 2]
Hit the dope, pause (skrrt)
Hit your ho, pause (skrrt)
Whip the bowl, pause (skrrt)
Rob the stove, pause (skrrt)
That was back in the day (the day)
But I still walk ’round with K’s (the Ks)
But I still catch me a case (a case)
Shot to the head, to the face (the face)
Bitch, I’m gon’ stay in your place (your place)
Bitch, I might nut on your face (your face)
Bitch, I might nut on your buddy (your buddy)
Bitch, ain’t no lovin’, no cuddlin’ (no cuddlin’)
Bitch, I’m gon’ shoot like I’m Butler (Butler, pow)
Young Savage shoot like D Rose, pause
Young Savage cuffin’ these hoes, (nah)
I ain’t got nothin’ but dick (but balls)
I be on syrup like i cough
Young Metro know that he hot, sauce
Wanna see me, then it’s gon’ cost
Went from the projects to a loft
Since I was young, I done broke laws
Since I was young, I done broke jaws
She suck the dick like she got four jowls
Bitch I’m a dog with no pause

[Refrain]
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Hol’ up, bitch, hol’ up
What you talkin’ bout?
Bitch, bitch, it ain’t ’bout no check
Bitch, bitch, I don’t wanna hear that shit
Bitch, bitch, Young Savage in this bitch, bitch
Bitch, trynna nut on all on your main bitch
Bitch, bitch, I’m still with the gang, bitch
Bitch, better stay in your lane, bitch

[Outro]
Yeah, better stay in your lane, ho
Ayy, I got gas like Rainbow
Ayy, I got choppers like Rambo
Ayy, they just freed my nigga, Rambo
Ayy, Slaughter Gang, bitch, and we got ammo
Ayy, I don’t wear no mother-fuckin’ camo
Ayy, I just bought a mother-fuckin’ Lambo’
Ayy, I just popped the roof and popped the [?]
Fuck it, keep all that shit

Leo Ieiri – Relax

Machi no hitogomi no naka de
Dare mo kare mo ga tsumannai kao wo shiteru
You ni mieru no wa kitto watashi no sei ne

Nandemo naru you ni naru you na
Kanji wo zujou no kyodai na MONITAA ga utau
Mimi ni mo hairanai kara

Sotto watashi wo tsuredashite
Hoshizora to kotoba to NEON
Kataribe wa anata ga ii
Ima sugu ima sugu ni
Machi tsudzukete ita no
Tenohira ga hora tsumetai
Relax Relax Relax Relax
Demo ochitsuku nante muri yo

Machi no hitogomi no naka wo
Anata no senaka ni notte teikuu hikou shite
Nandaka betsu no kuni ni iru mitai na kibun
Dare hitori oitsuku koto ga dekinai
Anata wa ichimankai no KISU wo suru
Subete wasure arai nagashi
Marude tsuyoi ARUKOORU mitai ni

Kitto watashi wo tsuredasu wa
Bachigai na iro ni naru
Izure wa sameru yoi demo
Ima sugu ima sugu ni
Doko he demo yukeru yo
Tenohira wa anata no mono
Relax Relax Relax Relax
Hora ochitsuku nante muri yo

Up Up Up hoshi ni te ga tsuita (yozora)
Down Down Down anata to yoko ni naru (kusamura de)
Up Up Up hoshi ni te ga tsuita (furete)
Stay Stay Stay konya mo mata (soba ni ite)

Sotto watashi wo tsuredashite
Monogatari no PEEJI wo
Te wo soe mekutte yo
Ima sugu ima sugu ni
Namida ga dete kuru wa
Subete ga anata no mono
Relax Relax Relax Relax
Dame ochitsuku nante muri yo

Nik Kershaw – I Won’t Let The Sun Go Down On Me

Forty winks in the lobby, make mine a G&T
Then to our favorite hobby, searching for an enemy
Here in our paper houses, stretching for miles and miles
Old men in stripy trousers rule the world with plastic smiles

Good or bad, like it or not
It’s the only one we’ve got

I won’t let the sun go down on me
I won’t let the sun go down
I won’t let the sun go down on me
I won’t let the sun go down

Mother nature isn’t in it, three hundred million years
Goodbye in just a minute, gone forever, no more tears
Pinball man, power glutton, vacuum inside his head
Forefinger on the button, is he blue or is he red

Break your silence if you would
Before the sun goes down for good

I won’t let the sun go down on me
I won’t let the sun go down
I won’t let the sun go down on me
I won’t let the sun go down

I won’t let the sun go down on me
I won’t let the sun go down

I won’t let the sun go down on me
I won’t let the sun go down
I won’t let the sun go down on me
I won’t let the sun go down

Dave East – On God

[Verse]
My niggas got grams, my bitches got checks
Just counted another hundred
You niggas look stressed
Imma smoke a pound and bring down the rest
Niggas iffy got my glizzy, I just found a vest
I pray to god that I don’t die tonight
We gone make somebody cry tonight
Them niggas with you they ain’t riding right
Ain’t got no time to hate on nobody I got a life
Bitch I’m on the Forbes list for real
Mazzetti or the Porche just to chill
Honestly, I could have bought niggas deals
Traumatized I know how a corpse really feel
I stand over your casket make sure that you gone
We flocked and run in houses when nobody home
If you put out a hit, they gone copy your song
If you diss me on a record we follow you home
Uh, what it do?
What’s goodie?
I ain’t got to pull it out, I throw this shit right through my hoodie
I be on the stage with the fully
I got grams all in my pocket
Getting jail calls from bully
30 side trapping, I’ll never forget bush
Cocaine on my side forever gone get cooked
Promoter with the Yolla forever gone get booked
Kidnapped ’em for that paper
Whoever gone get took, on God
Threw my hood up on the freshman cover
Real niggas by me, I can’t stand next to suckers
I just found out Gucci got a leather bubble
Go to sleep with my chain on
I need an extra cover

I’m the one [?] Lex coupe
Jump out in a sweat suit
Hoodie strings tied tight
Run up i’ma stretch you
The plug tried to call me
Hanged up like imma text you
I’ll be on my own shit
I don’t care what the rest do
These niggas be coffin
Don’t be shocked if they arrest you
Bullets like you going scuba diving
Get a wetsuit
These niggas be thinking them the best
Shit, I’m the best too
Fuck who got the best crew
Stand still when the tech move
Drake you my nigga but this penthouse got the best views
Flush out the product
And wash my hands like it’s a restroom
Ddb wilding like DC styling that’s my best goon
The levels of power teach you don’t let ’em know your next move
Imma motivate the streets if I don’t do nothing else
Hit my old bitch, she said young boy you something else
I’m here for the money for the cash
I don’t want nothing else
I do it for the struggle and all the pain that my mother felt
Now I’ll just be blowing money
I just bought another belt
Feds had the block hot, I thought I was gonna melt
I was 17 when I found out how that money felt
Everybody had grams that shit made me want to sell
I’ma motivate the streets if I don’t do nothing else
Hit my old bitch, she said young boy you something else
I’m here for the money for the cash
I don’t want nothing else
I do it for the struggle and all the pain that my mother felt
Now I just be blowing money
I just bought another belt
Feds had the block hot, I thought I was gonna melt
I was 17 when I found out how that money felt
Everybody had grams that shit made me want to sell
On God

[Outro]
That shit made me want to sell
Everybody had grams
That shit made me want to sell
I’ma motivate the streets
If I don’t do nothing else
Everybody had grams
That shit made me want to sell

Justine Skye – Heaven

[Verse 1]
Whoever said I need a halo
To make it out alive
Don’t think I’ll ever be an angel
I’m floating in the sky, I might have never been this high

[Pre-Chorus]
Paradise ain’t for
When you got someone who lights your dark

[Chorus]
You make me feel like heaven all the time
All the time, all the time, all the time, yeah
You make me feel like heaven all the time
All the time, all the time, all the time, yeah
You got me feeling like I’m finally here
But it’s no wonder you gon’ leave me hurt
‘Cause you make me feel like heaven all the time
All the time, all the time, all the time, yeah

[Verse 2]
I always feel like I’m forsaken
With you I feel saved, yeah
My heart has always hit the pavement
I’ve never been a saint but maybe that’ll change

[Pre-Chorus]
Paradise ain’t for (ain’t for, no)
When you got someone who lights your dark (lights your dark)

[Chorus]
You make me feel like heaven all the time
All the time, all the time, all the time, yeah
You make me feel like heaven all the time
All the time, all the time, all the time, yeah
You got me feeling like I’m finally here
But it’s no wonder you gon’ leave me hurt
‘Cause you make me feel like heaven all the time
All the time, all the time, all the time, yeah

[Bridge]
Slowly fading, drifting deeper
Take me home, I’ve waited for this moment
Don’t you know that love still catch you any far?
Don’t you know that love shots better in the dark?
I’ve been slowly fading, hmm

[Chorus]
You make me feel like heaven all the time
All the time, all the time, all the time, yeah
You make me feel like heaven all the time
All the time, all the time, all the time, yeah
You got me feeling like I’m finally here
But it’s no wonder you gon’ leave me hurt
‘Cause you make me feel like heaven all the time
All the time, all the time, all the time, yeah, yeah

Panache! – Reincarnation

Kureru yuuhi ni subete somatteku
Anata omoikaeshiteru watashi

Boyakete shimau rinkaku nazori
Egao dake wo saisei suru
Aitai yo

Kuzurete iku koborete iku
Kiokutachi awa no you ni kiete iku

Hana ga maichiru yoru ni michita tsuki furiaoida
Hoho wo tsutau shizuku no riyuu wo oshiete
Kanau koto wo shinjita anata he no koigokoro ga
Seishi shita kuukan ni munashiku hibiku

Konna mirai wo dare ga omottarou
Anna ni soba ni ita no ni
Nakusu nante

Azayaka datta omoidetachi
Ironaku shi tomeru koto sura dekinai

Hi wo sematte yoru ga kite kakete yuku tsuki oshiete
Byoushin no oto dake ga hibikiwatatta
Suimen ni utsuru hoshi wa ano toki to onaji na no ni
Watashi no tonari ni ita anata wa inai

Sotto hitomi wo tojite yureru hana no koe wo kiku
Setsunasa ga nijimu uta wo utau
Soshite kurikaeshiteku

Hana ga maichiru yoru ni michita tsuki furiaoida
Hoho wo tsutau shizuku no riyuu wo oshiete
Kanau koto wo shinjita anata he no koigokoro ga
Seishi shita kuukan ni munashiku hibiku

Mata meguriau toki mo zutto soba ni ite hoshii
Nakushite mo shiawase na no afureru omoi
Anata wo omou toki wa michite kakeru tsuki no you ni
Nando mo koi ni ochiru susunde ikeru
Anata no soba made

Eminem – Walk On Water (feat. Beyonce)

[Chorus: Beyoncé & Eminem]
I walk on water
But I ain’t no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes (fuck)

[Verse 1: Eminem]
Why are expectations so high? Is it the bar I set?
My arms, I stretch, but I can’t reach
A far cry from it, or it’s in my grasp, but as
Soon as I grab, squeeze
I lose my grip like the flyin’ trapeze
Into the dark I plummet, now the sky’s blackening
I know the mark’s high, butter–
flies rip apart my stomach
Knowin’ that no matter what bars I come with
You’re gonna harp, gripe, and
That’s a hard Vicodin to swallow, so I scrap these
As pressure increases like khakis
I feel the ice cracking, because—

[Chorus: Beyoncé & Eminem]
I walk on water
But I ain’t no Jesus
I walk on water (shit)
But only when it freezes

[Verse 2: Eminem]
It’s the curse of the standard
That the first of the Mathers discs set
Always in search of the verse that I haven’t spit yet
Will this step just be another misstep
To tarnish whatever the legacy, love or respect
I’ve garnered? The rhyme has to be perfect, the delivery flawless
And it always feels like I’m hittin’ the mark
’Til I go sit in the car, listen and pick it apart
Like, "This shit is garbage!"
God’s given me all this, still I feel no different regardless
Kids look to me as a god, this is retarded
If only they knew, it’s a facade and it’s exhaustive
And I try not to listen to nonsense
But if you bitches are tryin’ to strip me of my confidence
Mission accomplished
I’m not God-sent, Nas, Rakim, Pac, B.I.G., James Todd Smith
And I’m not Prince, so…

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
I walk on water
But I ain’t no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes

[Post-Chorus: Beyoncé]
‘Cause I’m only human, just like you
Making my mistakes, oh if you only knew
I don’t think you should believe in me the way that you do
‘Cause I’m terrified to let you down, oh

[Verse 3: Eminem]
It’s true, I’m a Rubik’s — a beautiful mess
At times juvenile, yes, I goof and I jest
A flawed human, I guess
But I’m doin’ my best to not ruin your ex–
pectations and meet ’em, but first
The "Speedom" verse, now Big Sean
He’s goin’ too fast, is he gonna shout or curse out his mom?
There was a time I had the world by the balls, eatin’ out my palm
Every album song I was spazzin’ the fuck out on
And now I’m gettin’ clowned and frowned on
But the only one who’s looking down on me that matters now’s DeShaun — am I lucky to be around this long?
Begs the question though
Especially after the methadone
As yesterday fades and the Dresden home
Is burnt to the ground, and all that’s left of my house is lawn
The crowds are gone
And it’s time to wash out the blonde
Sales decline, the curtains drawn
They’re closin’ the set, I’m still pokin’ my head from out behind
And everyone who has doubt, remind
Now take your best rhyme, outdo it, now do it a thousand times
Now let ’em tell ya the world no longer cares or gives a fuck about your rhymes
And as I grow outta sight, outta mind, I might go outta mine
‘Cause how do I ever let this mic go without a fight
When I made a fuckin’ tightrope outta twine?
But when I do fall from these heights though, I’ll be fine
I won’t pout or cry or spiral down or whine
But I’ll decide if it’s my final bow this time around, ’cause—

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
I walk on water
But I ain’t no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes

[Post-Chorus: Beyoncé]
‘Cause I’m only human, just like you
I’ve been making my mistakes, oh if you only knew
I don’t think you should believe in me the way that you do
‘Cause I’m terrified to let you down, oh
If I walked on water, I would drown

[Outro: Eminem]
‘Cause I’m just a man
But as long as I got a mic, I’m godlike
So me and you are not alike
Bitch, I wrote "Stan"

Oleg Gazmanov – Вперед, Россия!

Так было в России с далеких времен
Чем выше давление, тем крепче бетон
И если опасность державе грозит
Становится Родина, как монолит
В горниле победы сегодня как встарь
Опять закаляется Родины сталь

[Припев]
Россия, Россия — в этом слове огонь и сила
В этом слове победы пламя
Поднимаем России знамя
Россия, Россия — в этом слове огонь и сила
В этом слове победы пламя
Поднимаем России знамя

Пусть время нас бурным потоком несет
За нами Россия, за нами народ
Традиции святы и тысячи лет
Продолжится летопись наших побед
А если врагов налетит воронье
Их снова Отечество встретит мое

[Припев]
Россия, Россия — в этом слове огонь и сила
В этом слове победы пламя
Поднимаем России знамя
Россия, Россия — в этом слове огонь и сила
В этом слове победы пламя
Поднимаем России знамя

В этом слове источник силы
Повторяем -Вперед Россия

[Припев]
Россия, Россия — в этом слове огонь и сила
В этом слове победы пламя
Поднимаем России знамя
Россия, Россия — в этом слове огонь и сила
В этом слове победы пламя
Поднимаем России знамя

Tozovac – Prazna Casa Na Mom Stolu

[Ref.]
Prazna casa na mom stolu
iz te case ti si pila
ako je sreca ispijena
nek’ bude casa razbijena.

Aaaaaj, kafana je puna sveta
svako se za pesmu sprema
tako zelim da si samnom
ali tebe samnom nema.

Aaaaaj, moje oci tebe traze
dok u casi vino drema
muzika mi pesmu svira
a ja patim sto te nema.

Galena – Утешителна Награда

Все попадам на неподходящи-
в това ми е таланта!
Все на мен съдбата ми изпраща
най-тъжното от любовта.
Празник е, но аз не съм до тебе,
трябва да си бъдеш вкъщи ти!
Макар да знам, че мислено си
с мене в сърцето ми болката крещи:

Не тръгвайте с женени,
самотата с вас да си лекуват.
Обичат ви, желаят ви,
ала празниците не с вас празнуват!
Не тръгвайте с женени,
па макар и всичко в тях да страда.
Не тръгвайте с женени,
не бъдете утешителна награда!

Все попадам на неподходящи,
зная, че такъв си и ти.
Боли от тази луда обич наш’та
сърцето ми, сърцето ми!
Не че за това те обвинявам-
радвам се на всеки миг с теб,
но никого не пожелавам това,
което чувствам аз!

Jethro Tull – We Used To Know

Whenever I get to feel this way
Try to find new words to say
I think about the bad old days
We used to know
Nights of winter turn me cold
Fears of dying, getting old
We ran the race, the race was won
By running slowly
Could be soon we’ll cease to sound
Slowly upstairs, faster down
Then to revisit stony grounds
We used to know
Remembering mornings, shillings spent
Made no sense to leave the bed
The bad old days they came and went
Giving way to fruitful years
Saving up the birds in hand
While in the bush the others land
Take what we can before the man
Says it’s time to go
Each to his own way I’ll go mine
Best of luck with what you find
But for your own sake remember times
We used to know

The Shacks – Follow me

[Indie-pop music]

I hear a sound
Makes my head blur
we’re spinning fast
But time’s moving slow
We’re walking around
you’ve seen what I’ve seen
We ‘re already friends
So I take the lead

I hope you follow me
I hope you follow me
I hope you follow me

We’re up on that hill
it all looks so blue
My drink make me think
It’s so good for you
So, I’ll be alright
till i hear ??
I’ll follow you
if you follow me.

I hope you follow me
I hope you follow me
I hope you follow me
(x2)

Liza Anne – Small talks

[Indie-pop music]

I’m frustrated, I think I hate it
I can’t even look interested
I think the older I get, the harder it gets
Maybe I’m fine, maybe I’m dying
Oh, maybe I’m just tired
Tired of trying the oldest conversation together
it means nothing at all

Small talks small talks
We don’t talk enough
Small talks too much
Somebody get me out of here

Are we friends? did i miss it?
Cause you’re talking to me like we’re connecting
Why should we pick it up?
we never left it
I’m too passive-aggressive
Maybe it’s mean, maybe I don’t wanna do these conversation
But I I I I just can’t do it.

Small talks small talks
We don’t talk enough
Small talks too much
Somebody get me out of here
(x2)

I used to go and talk to everyone I see
But now when I go out
It’s just keeping me from sleep
(x2)

I don’t wanna be rude
I don’t wanna be rude
I don’t wanna be rude
No, I don’t wanna try these (small talks)

Small talks small talks
We don’t talk enough
Small talks too much
Somebody get me out of here
(x2)