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Elliott Trent – Up Now Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Oh no no
Aye

[Chorus]
You see these bitches
Steddy fuck em’ now
All this [?] I’ll be coffin out
Liquor you can’t tell me nothing now
Because I had to get it from the fucking ground
We up now (Nigga we up now)
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)

[Verse 1]
You know I got that dope swag (You know I got it)
I be flying’ up in first class (goddman)
I’m the shit and yeah she knows that (she knows that)
So I cook up a nigga’s bitch
I know that hurts bad
Aye you know I gotta come beat it
[?] let’s ride
Aye It ain’t my fault that your niggas don’t know how to grind
I grind and I get it [?]
I’m loving this life
It’s after everynight, getting right

[Pre-Chorus]
Cuz’ I’m going of for that liquor
Rolling blunts for that killa
If she right she might get the pipe
If this D she like I might give her
Don’t she just fucking with a nigga cuz’ he famous
She know I’m the man
Don’t gotta say shit

[Chorus]
You see these bitches
Steddy fuck em’ now
All this [?] I’ll be coffin out
Liquor you can’t tell me nothing now
Because I had to get it from the fucking ground
We up now (Nigga we up now)
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)

[Verse 2]
I only keep it real
I don’t get with fakes
If you try to cuffy me
Then you’ll get disgraced
Shawty keep working and twerking
Like she tryin’ to get this grace
And if she fall in love with me
That’s a thing to stay
Yeah rolling around with my clique tryin’ get this cake
Cuz’ me and all my niggas
Been throught it all
Between the rise and the fall
So tonight we gonna ball
So turn up we gonna ball

[Pre-Chorus]
Cuz’ I’m going of for that liquor
Rolling blunts for that killa
If she right she might get the pipe
If this D she like I might give her
Don’t she just fucking with a nigga cuz’ he famous
She know I’m the man
Don’t gotta say shit

[Chorus]
You see these bitches
Steddy fuck em’ now
All this [?] I’ll be coffin out
Liquor you can’t tell me nothing now
Because I got to get up from the fucking ground
We up now (Nigga we up now)
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)

[Bridge]
Drugs got me numb
I can’t even [?] it
Young having fun
Don’t give up before I got it
Drugs got me numb
I can’t even [?] it
Young having fun
Don’t give up before I got it
Don’t give up before I got it
Young having fun
Don’t give up before I got it

[Chorus]
You see these bitches
Steddy fuck em’ now
All this [?] I’ll be coffin out
Liquor you can’t tell me nothing now
Because I got to get up from the fucking ground
We up now (Nigga we up now)
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)
We up now (Nigga we up now)
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)
We up now

Bethel Music – History Lyrics

[Chorus]
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back

[Verse 1]
For eons I thought about you
Before I ever made you
I wrote every moment down
You were all my idea
Above all I created
You are my most precious crown

[Chorus]
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back

[Verse 2]
I saved words just to say to you
Before you ever met me
So take some time and hear them now
I gave you my greatest gift
My love cannot be measured
You’re my treasure, You’re my child

[Chorus]
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back

[Interlude]

[Bridge 1]
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will!

[Bridge 2]
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us, oh!
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us, oh!

[Chorus]
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back

[Interlude]

[Bridge 1]
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will

[Bridge 2]
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us, oh!
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us, oh!
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us, oh!

[Chorus]
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back

[Chorus+]
You always had my back
You always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You always had my back
You always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
Oh-ooh, You always had my back
You always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back

[Spontaneous]
Before the beginning of time
You’ve always had my back
From the garden to the cross
You’ve always had my back
From here and beyond
You’ve always had my back
Oh, You’ll never gonna let me down, no
You’ll never gonna let me down

[Chorus]
‘Cause You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back

Lil Baby – In My Bag Lyrics

[Chorus]
She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga
She gon’ get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas
We gon’ keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
They thinkin’ I lost it, remind them niggas
I can get flyer than niggas
Hundred thousand in a Gucci bookbag
They thinkin’ I signed them niggas
I’m living my life up, this Rollie I got on don’t tick tock
Still on that bullshit, if you pull up on me, let the stick talk

[Verse]
I’m in LA with the vibes, Dane in the cut getting high
She tryna get in my ride, she tryna turn up tonight, yeah
I was running up cash, yeah, I done ran up a bag
And they started gettin’ mad, yeah
But I didn’t get mad, I just kept getting cash, yeah
And I’m in my bag, yeah, now I’m in my bag, yeah
She wanna get with me, she know that I’m sticky, but I’m in my bag now
She wasn’t fucking with me, she didn’t come around, she wishing she had now
‘Cause I’m in my bag now
I’m in the bag, the Goyard to be exact
Three hundred racks inside it, ain’t no cap
I could’ve bought a Wraith today, yeah yeah
I ran it up, they supposed to hate
I’m digging this lifestyle
Water drippin’ on me like I’m a faucet
The crew with me right now
You can play, just proceed with caution
I popped the wrong pill, now I’m nauseous
I need to get off this drank, it’s a problem
I took a Tesla and landed on Mars​
Lord please wake me up tomorrow
Louis V Tesla, the bang
I want them bucks out the bank, yeah
She gonna suck me, you thank

Beck – It’s All in Your Mind Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Well it’s all in your mind
It’s all in your mind
Well it’s all in your mind

And I wanted to be
I wanted to be
Wanted to be your good friend

[Verse 2]
Well I cannot believe
You got a devil up your sleeve
And he’s talking to me
And I cannot believe

And I wanted to be
I wanted to be
I wanted to be your good friend

[Verse 3]
You’re all scared and stiff
A sick stolen gift
And the people you’re with
They’re all scared and stiff

And I wanted to be
I wanted to be
I wanted to be your good friend

HRVY – Hasta Luego lyrics

You got them Juliet eyes
And I can be your Romeo tonight
Star crashed with love at first sight
And it’s like a movie
She dance like you never gon’ die
Blowing up the floor like she dynamite
No one can tell her goodbye
But it’s only one night

Ooh he got me
Ooh he got me
Ay ay ay ay
Ooh he told me
Ooh he told me
Ay ay ay ay

Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know what I know
Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know my name
I say bailamos
I say bailamos
I say bailamos
Can we dance?
Hasta luego
She don’t know what I know

No pasa nada, esta bien
Haria lo que sea para verte
Y al tenerte a mis pies
Esto se pone caliente
Bailando quiero probar
Pero me Corazon sabe esperar
Tengo para enamorar
Yo tengo lo que tu quieres

Ooh she got me
Ooh she got me
Ay ay ay ay
Ooh she told me
Ooh she told me
Ay ay ay ay

Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know what I know
Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know my name
I say bailamos
I say bailamos
I say bailamos
Can we dance?
Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know what I know

I’m like
Ohhh ohhh
Ay ay ay
Me tienes
Ohhh ohhh
Ay ay ay
I’m like
Ohhh ohhh
Ay ay ay
Me tienes
Ohhh ohhh
Ay ay ay

Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know what I know
Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know my name
I say bailamos
I say bailamos
I say bailamos
Can we dance?
Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know what I know

Serena Kern – I Got You lyrics

You look in my eyes
I’ll admit I’m scared sometimes
It’s true
I got you

Don’t be afraid
Nothing in this world I wouldn’t do
I got you

Baby
You’re driving me crazy
I’m going insane
When you look at me like that
I put up a wall
You’re breaking it down now
Don’t want it to fall
But it’s dirt on the ground now

One touch from you in the dark
Is a touch too much
When I close my eyes
All I see is the two of us
Oh Oh
When you’re with me
I am at ease
And I know
There’s no place I’d rather be

You look in my eyes
I’ll admit I’m scared sometimes
It’s true
I got you
Don’t be afraid
Nothing in this world I wouldn’t do
I got you

Darling
I’ll admit it I’m falling
Come here to me now
We don’t need to be stalling
You don’t want to be hurt
So you put up a wall and
I’m breaking it down
Trust me baby I’m all in

Been alone on my own in the dark
Now I see light
And I don’t know what it is that I feel
But I know that it feels right
Inside this time
Because
We found this love
So have no fear girl
It’s all about us

You look in my eyes
I’ll admit I’m scared sometimes
It’s true
I got you
Don’t be afraid
Nothing in this world I wouldn’t do
I got you

I can’t hide from you
Exactly how I feel
Always be around
Anything you need
I am truly yours
You’re so beautiful
And I fall deeper for you
Every single day

You look in my eyes
I’ll admit I’m scared sometimes
It’s true
I got you
Don’t be afraid
Nothing in this world I wouldn’t do
I got you

You look in my eyes
I’ll admit I’m scared sometimes
It’s true
I got you
Don’t be afraid
Nothing in this world I wouldn’t do
I got you

Bre Michael – Outro / It’s Okay lyrics

There’s a girl in the black and white striped shirt
With a stare that can make any toes curl
Oh my God with a grip that makes me trip
Oh Yeah
Let’s be real, a cheap meal in the parking lot
And it’s cool if you’re scared to get on top
There’s a time and a place for everything
But it’s okay
It’s okay
Cause

She just wants to live a life that she deserves
And that’s okay baby you just want to be heard
I’m just tryna live a different way yeah
I’m just tryna see a different way yeah
Cause we all want to live a life that we once knew
And that’s okay baby you can just go be you
I’m just tryna live a different way yeah
I’m just tryna see a different way yeah

It’s okay
It’s okay

Robert Barnett – Hello Mister Kerr lyrics

I wake up in the morning
With the sunlight in my eyes
The promise of a new day
Makes me smile
But in a matter of minutes
A wave comes over me
Leaving me awash in anger
And anxiety

Hello Mister Kerr
It’s good to see you today
Hello Mister Kerr
There’s wine on the table
Why don’t you stay

Every day’s a new frustration
And an empty bottle of wine
Quiet down those racing thoughts
By living in a cloud to ease your mind
This is not at all how I expected it to be
A simple fall
Will solve it all
This is not living anyway

Hello Mister Kerr
It’s good to see you today
Hello Mister Kerr
There’s wine on the table
Why don’t you stay

Lately, things are looking up
I couldn’t have done it without your help
Why do you have to leave
Anyway
You say that I don’t need you
Why do you leave me this way
I’ll never forget you
For as long as I live

And the shoeboxes filled with memories
Can only take you to places tattered
By the hands of time

Goodbye Mister Kerr
We missed you today
Goodbye Mister Kerr
There’s wine on the table
We’ll drink to your name

Quinn XCII – Tourist lyrics

[Verse 1]
There’s a house over the hill that somebody died in
There’s a pool down in the backyard I would love to lie in
It’s the first time that I’m in the Hills, I kind of like it
So I hope you don’t leave me alone
You got celebs on your left and right working the night shift
Can’t tell if they lying to my face, they come off righteous
No way I could match the old days to what half this night is
So I pray you don’t leave me alone

[Chorus]
Pain dripping on my leather seats with windows down
‘Cause it hurts for me to know, hurts for me to know
Veins ripping, oh, don’t let them see how I changed the sound
Yeah, it hurts for me to know
I’m not a tourist no more, no more

[Verse 2]
Mercedes Benz on these narrow streets I’m tryna ride in
Drug dealers in their mansions that they love to hide in
Dog days, but melancholy nights, we start to like this
So I hope that you leave me alone

[Chorus]
Pain dripping on my leather seats with windows down
‘Cause it hurts for me to know, hurts for me to know
Veins ripping, oh, don’t let them see how I changed the sound
Yeah, it hurts for me to know
I’m not a tourist no more, no more
I’m not a tourist no more, no more, no

[Bridge]
10 years have gone by and I’m burning up, I’m burning up
Remind me now, why did I run out here?
Rumors on the side that I’m earning some, but not enough
Money and love from you is true

[Chorus]
Pain dripping on my leather seats as windows down
‘Cause it hurts for me to know, hurts for me to know
Veins ripping, oh, don’t let them see how I changed the sound
Yeah, it hurts for me to know
I’m not a tourist no more, no more
I’m not a tourist no more, no more
I’m not a tourist, no

J Cole – 1985 (Intro To “The Fall Off”) lyrics

1985, I arrived
33 years, damn, I’m grateful I survived
We wasn’t s’posed to get past 25
Jokes on you motherfucker, we alive
All these niggas popping now is young
Everybody say the music that they make is dumb
I remember I was 18
Money, pussy, parties, I was on the same thing
You gotta give a boy a chance to grow some
Everybody talkin’ like they know somethin’ these days
Niggas actin’ woke, but they broke, umm
I respect the struggle but you all frontin’ these days
Man, they barely old enough to drive
To tell them what they should do, who the fuck am I?
I heard one of em’ diss me, I’m suprised
I ain’t trippin’, listen good to my reply
Come here lil’ man, let me talk with ya
See if I can paint for you the large picture
Congrats ’cause you made it out your mama’s house
I hope you make enough to buy your mom a house
I see your watch icy and your whip foreign
I got some good advice, never quit tourin’
‘Cause that’s the way we eat here in this rap game
I’m fuckin’ with your funky lil’ rap name
I hear your music and I know that rap’s changed
A bunch of folks would say that that’s a bad thing
‘Cause everything’s commercial and it’s pop now
Trap drums is the shit that’s hot now
See, I’ve been on a quest for the next wave
But never mind, that was just a segue
I must say, by your songs I’m unimpressed, hey
But I love to see a Black man get paid
And plus, you havin’ fun and I respect that
But have you ever thought about your impact?
These white kids love that you don’t give a fuck
‘Cause that’s exactly what’s expected when your skin black
They wanna see you dab, they wanna see you pop a pill
They wanna see you tatted from your face to your heels
And somewhere deep down, fuck it, I gotta keep it real
They wanna be black and think your song is how it feels
So when you turn up, you see them turnin’ up too
You hit the next city, collect your money when it’s due
You gettin’ that paper, swimmin’ in bitches, I don’t blame you
You ain’t thinkin’ ’bout the people that’s lookin’ like me and you
True, you got better shit to do
You coulda bought a crib with all that bread that you done blew
I know you think this type of revenue is never endin’
But I wanna take a minute just to tell you that ain’t true
One day, them kids that’s listening gon’ grow up
And get too old for that shit that made you blow up
Now your show’s lookin’ light cause they don’t show up
Which unfortunately means the money slow up
Now you scramblin’ and hopin’ to get hot again
But you forgot you only popped ’cause you was ridin’ trends
Now you old news and you goin’ through regrets
‘Cause you never bought that house, but you got a Benz
And a bunch of jewels and a bunch of shoes
And a bunch of fake friends, I ain’t judgin’ you
I’m just tellin’ you what’s probably gon’ happen when you rappin’
‘Bout the type of shit you rappin’ ’bout
It’s a faster route to the bottom
I wish you good luck
I’m hoping for your sake that you ain’t dumb as you look
But if it’s really true what people sayin’
And you call yourself playin’ with my name
Then I really know you fucked, trust
I’ll be around forever ’cause my skills is tip-top
To any amateur niggas that wanna get rocked
Just remember what I told you when your shit flop
In five years you gon’ be on Love & Hip-Hop, nigga

J Cole – ATM lyrics

[Intro]
Life can bring much pain
There are many ways to deal with this pain
Choose wisely

[Refrain]
Will I fall? Will I fly?
Heal my soul
Fulfill my high
Cross my heart (Count, count, count, count it)
And hope to die (Count, count, count, count it)
With my slice (Count, count, count, count it)
Of Devil’s pie

[Chorus]
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

[Verse 1]
I know that it’s difficult
I’m stackin’ this paper, it’s sort of habitual
I blow the residual
And fuckin’ yo bitch like its part of my ritual
Pardon the visual
But money, it give me a hard-on it’s typical
I want it in physical
A million dollars, I count up in intervals
Without it I’m miserable
Don’t wanna fall off so I’m all in my bag
Thankin’ God like it’s biblical
I know it’s gon’ solve every problem I have
I balled on the principal
Remember the teachers was all on my ass
Now look all of them, pitiful
And all of a sudden I’m so good at math

[Chorus]
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Can’t take it when you die, but you can’t live without it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Can’t take it when you die

[Refrain]
Uno, dos, tres

[Bridge]
Big bills, big bills
I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills
My niggas runnin’ tip drills, can’t sit still
Don’t give a fuck if it kills, it mix well
I’m only countin’
Big bills, big bills
I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills
My niggas runnin’ tip drills, can’t sit still
Don’t give a fuck if it kills, it mix well
I’m only countin’…

[Refrain]
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro

[Verse 2]
Proceed with caution
I heard if you chase it only results in
A hole in your heart
Fuck it, I take the whole cake and I won’t leave a portion
It’s only an organ
Thank God mama couldn’t afford the abortion
The loneliest orphan
I flip my misfortune and grow me a fortune
My Rollie is scorchin’
Them niggas that hated is slowly endorsin’
Now Cole, he important
My niggas beside me like Tommy and Martin
We ball on your court and
Then skate with your bitch like we Tonya Harding
She don’t need her garments
She horny from all the money we countin’

[Chorus]
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Can’t take it when you die, but you can’t live without it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Can’t take it when you die
Uno dos

[Refrain]
Will I fall? Will I fly?
Heal my soul
Fulfill my high
Cross my heart
And hope to die
With my slice of Devil’s pie

J Cole – BRACKETS lyrics

[Intro: Richard Pryor]
Lotta shit happens, like, being in show business
A lot of shit happens, like, like, I make a lot of money, you know
And I’m really happy about it
And I’m not bragging, I just wanna say something
I make a so—fuck, it’s ridiculous
But wait, wait a minute, wait a minute
Hey, if my father was alive today, I would go home and say
“Dad, I wanna tell you how much money I made”
You know what he’d say? “You’s a lying motherfucker
Joe Louis didn’t make that much money
Come in here, get your ass out the house
Coming here with that bullshit,” hah

[Verse 1]
Niggas hating on me, I ain’t used to that
Know a couple people wanna shoot for that
I say “No, no, no, chill, it ain’t no need for that”
Them niggas tryna blow and ain’t need me for that
And if it work for them, well shit, I’m cool with that
‘Cause how they feel, I ain’t got shit to do with that
I just sit back on cool and watch my paper stack
And trip off how much bread them crackers take from that

[Chorus]
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Bridge]
It’s been a long time since I have felt this way
About something but now, but now
I’m controlling my mind, the days are warm
The nights are cold, the lost is found, I’m found
Lord knows I need something to fill this void
Lord knows I need something to fill this void
Lord knows I need something to fill this void
Lord knows I need something to fill this void

[Interlude]
Hell yeah boy, I’m a goddamn millionaire now
Hell yeah, nigga, they can’t tell me shit now, bro, hell no, fuck that
Bitch, got my first motherfuckin’ million dollar check nigga
I’m goddamn lit boy, you crazy as hell
Hold up, it’s my phone real quick, it’s my Unc’
Uncle Sam and shit
“What’s up Unc’? Yup. Hey, I told you that check was coming in, I gotchu when it came in. Goddamn, I’m a man of my word. Goddamn, I told you I’ma have it, and goddamn, I’ma have it for you. Hell, shit, damn right. Now, how much was it though? Uh huh. Huh? Half? Half nigga? You crazy, boy, you crazy. Bitch, you crazy as fuck. Bitch, bitch, you better suck half my dick!

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I pay taxes, so much taxes, shit don’t make sense
Where do my dollars go? You see lately, I ain’t been convinced
I guess they say my dollars supposed to build roads and schools
But my niggas barely graduate, they ain’t got the tools
Maybe ’cause the tax dollars that I make sure I send
Get spent hirin’ some teachers that don’t look like them
And the curriculum be tricking them, them dollars I spend
Got us learning about the heroes with the whitest of skin
One thing about the men that’s controlling the pen
That write history, they always seem to white-out they sins
Maybe we’ll never see a black man in the White House again
I’ll write a check to the IRS, my pockets get slim
Damn, do I even have a say ’bout where it’s goin’?
Some older nigga told me to start votin’
I said “Democracy is too fuckin’ slow”
If I’m givin’ y’all this hard-earned bread, I wanna know
Better yet, let me decide, bitch, it’s 2018
Let me pick the things I’m funding from an app on my screen
Better that than letting wack congressman I’ve never seen
Dictate where my money go, straight into the palms of some Money-hungry company that make guns that circulate the country And then wind up in my hood, making bloody clothes
Stray bullet hit a young boy with a snotty nose
From the concrete, he was prolly rose
Now his body froze and nobody knows what to tell his mother
He did good at the white man schools unlike his brother
Who was lost in the streets all day, not using rubbers
So right now, he got two on the way
Still sleep on covers in his mama house
She can’t take this shit no more, she want him out
On the morning of the funeral, just as she’s walking out
Wiping tears away, grabbing her keys and sunglasses
She remember that she gotta file her taxes, damn

[Chorus]
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Kendrick Lamar – BLOOD. lyrics

[Intro: Bēkon]
Is it wickedness?
Is it weakness?
You decide
Are we gonna live or die?

[Verse: Kendrick Lamar]
So I was takin’ a walk the other day
And I seen a woman—a blind woman
Pacin’ up and down the sidewalk
She seemed to be a bit frustrated
As if she had dropped somethin’ and
Havin’ a hard time findin’ it
So after watchin’ her struggle for a while
I decide to go over and lend a helping hand, you know?
“Hello ma’am, can I be of any assistance?
It seems to me that you have lost something
I would like to help you find it.”
She replied: “Oh yes, you have lost something
You’ve lost… your life.”

{Gunshot}

[Bridge: Bēkon]
Is it wickedness?

[Outro: Eric Bolling & Kimberly Guilfoyle]
(Lamar stated his views)
(Lamar stated his views)
(Lamar stated his views)
(Lamar stated his views)
Lamar stated his views on police brutality
With that line in the song, quote:
“And we hate the popo, wanna kill us in the street fo’ sho’.”
Oh please, ugh, I don’t like it

Kendrick Lamar – DNA. lyrics

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
I got, I got, I got, I got—
Loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
Cocaine quarter piece, got war and peace inside my DNA
I got power, poison, pain and joy inside my DNA
I got hustle though, ambition flow inside my DNA
I was born like this, since one like this, immaculate conception
I transform like this, perform like this, was Yeshua new weapon
I don’t contemplate, I meditate, then off your fucking head
This that put-the-kids-to-bed
This that I got, I got, I got, I got—
Realness, I just kill shit ’cause it’s in my DNA
I got millions, I got riches buildin’ in my DNA
I got dark, I got evil, that rot inside my DNA
I got off, I got troublesome heart inside my DNA
I just win again, then win again like Wimbledon, I serve
Yeah, that’s him again, the sound that engine in is like a bird
You see fireworks and Corvette tire skrrt the boulevard
I know how you work, I know just who you are
See, you’s a, you’s a, you’s a—
Bitch, your hormones prolly switch inside your DNA
Problem is, all that sucker shit inside your DNA
Daddy prolly snitched, heritage inside your DNA
Backbone don’t exist, born outside a jellyfish, I gauge
See, my pedigree most definitely don’t tolerate the front
Shit I’ve been through prolly offend you, this is Paula’s oldest son
I know murder, conviction
Burners, boosters, burglars, ballers, dead, redemption
Scholars, fathers dead with kids and
I wish I was fed forgiveness
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, soldier’s DNA (soldier’s DNA)
Born inside the beast, my expertise checked out in second grade
When I was 9, on cell, motel, we didn’t have nowhere to stay
At 29, I’ve done so well, hit cartwheel in my estate
And I’m gon’ shine like I’m supposed to, antisocial extrovert
And excellent mean the extra work
And absentness what the fuck you heard
And pessimists never struck my nerve
And Nazareth gonna plead his case
The reason my power’s here on earth
Salute the truth, when the prophet say

[Bridge: Kendrick Lamar & Geraldo Rivera]
I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
This is why I say that hip hop has done more damage to young African Americans than racism in recent years
I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
I live a better life, I’m rollin’ several dice, fuck your life
I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
I live a be-, fuck your life
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
This is my heritage, all I’m inheritin’
Money and power, the maker of marriages

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Tell me somethin’
You mothafuckas can’t tell me nothin’
I’d rather die than to listen to you
My DNA not for imitation
Your DNA an abomination
This how it is when you in the Matrix
Dodgin’ bullets, reapin’ what you sow
And stackin’ up the footage, livin’ on the go
And sleepin’ in a villa
Sippin’ from a Grammy and walkin’ in the buildin’
Diamond in the ceilin’, marble on the floors
Beach inside the window, peekin’ out the window
Baby in the pool, godfather goals
Only Lord knows I’ve been goin’ hammer
Dodgin’ paparazzi, freakin’ through the cameras
Eat at Four Daughters, Brock wearin’ sandals
Yoga on a Monday, stretchin’ to Nirvana
Watchin’ all the snakes, curvin’ all the fakes
Phone never on, I don’t conversate
I don’t compromise, I just penetrate
Sex, money, murder—these are the breaks
These are the times, level number 9
Look up in the sky, 10 is on the way
Sentence on the way, killings on the way
Motherfucker, I got winners on the way
You ain’t shit without a body on your belt
You ain’t shit without a ticket on your plate
You ain’t sick enough to pull it on yourself
You ain’t rich enough to hit the lot and skate
Tell me when destruction gonna be my fate
Gonna be your fate, gonna be our faith
Peace to the world, let it rotate
Sex, money, murder—our DNA

[Video Outro]
DNA, DNA
Real nigga in my DNA
Ain’t no ho inside my DNA
Drippin’ gold inside my DNA
Power shows inside my DNA
DNA
Real nigga in my DNA
Ain’t no ho inside my DNA

Kendrick Lamar – DUCKWORTH. lyrics

[Intro: Bēkon & Kid Capri]
It was always me vs the world
Until I found it’s me vs me
Why, why, why, why?
Why, why, why, why?
Just remember, what happens on Earth stays on Earth!
We gon’ put it in reverse

[Bridge: Ted Taylor (Sampled)]
Darling, I told you many times
And I am telling you once again
Just to remind you, sweetheart
That my—

[Verse: Kendrick Lamar]
Oh Lamar, Hail Mary and marijuana, times is hard
Pray with the hooligans, shadows all in the dark
Fellowship with demons and relatives, I’m a star
Life is one funny mothafucka
A true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him
I might be buggin’, infomercials and no sleep
Introverted by my thoughts; children, listen, it gets deep
See, once upon a time inside the Nickerson Garden projects
The object was to process and digest poverty’s dialect
Adaptation inevitable: gun violence, crack spot
Federal policies raid buildings and drug professionals
Anthony was the oldest of seven
Well-respected, calm and collected
Laughin’ and jokin’ made life easier; hard times, Momma on crack
A four-year-old tellin’ his nanny he needed her
His family history: pimpin’ and bangin’
He was meant to be dangerous
Clocked him a grip and start slangin’
Fifteen, scrapin’ up his jeans with quarter pieces
Even got some head from a smoker last weekend
Dodged a policeman, workin’ for his big homie
Small-time hustler, graduated to a brick on him
10,000 dollars out of a project housing, that’s on the daily
Seen his first mil twenty years old, had a couple of babies
Had a couple of shooters
Caught a murder case, fingerprints on the gun they assumin’
But witnesses couldn’t prove it
That was back when he turned his back and they killed his cousin
He beat the case and went back to hustlin’
Bird-shufflin’, Anthony rang
The first in the projects with the two-tone Mustang
That 5.0 thing, they say 5-0 came
Circlin’ parking lots and parking spots
And hoppin’ out while harrassin’ the corner blocks
Crooked cops told Anthony he should kick it
He brushed ’em off and walked back to the Kentucky Fried Chicken
See, at this chicken spot
There was a light-skinned nigga that talked a lot
With a curly top and a gap in his teeth
He worked the window, his name was Ducky
He came from the streets, the Robert Taylor Homes
Southside Projects, Chiraq, the Terror Dome
Drove to California with a woman on him and 500 dollars
They had a son, hopin’ that he’d see college
Hustlin’ on the side with a nine-to-five to freak it
Cadillac Seville, he’d ride his son around on weekends
Three-piece special with his name on the shirt pocket
‘Cross the street from the projects, Anthony planned to rob it
Stuck up the place before, back in ’84
That’s when affiliation was really eight gears of war
So many relatives tellin’ us, sellin’ us devilish works
Killin’ us, crime, intelligent, felonious
Prevalent proposition with 9’s
Ducky was well-aware
They robbed the manager and shot a customer last year
He figured he’d get on these niggas’ good sides
Free chicken every time Anthony posted in line
Two extra biscuits, Anthony liked him and then let him slide
They didn’t kill him; in fact, it look like they’re the last to survive
Pay attention, that one decision changed both of they lives
One curse at a time
Reverse the manifest and good karma, and I’ll tell you why
You take two strangers and put ’em in random predicaments
Give ’em a soul so they can make their own choices and live with it
Twenty years later, them same strangers, you make ’em meet again
Inside recording studios where they reapin’ their benefits
Then you start remindin’ them about that chicken incident
Whoever thought the greatest rapper would be from coincidence?
Because if Anthony killed Ducky, Top Dawg could be servin’ life
While I grew up without a father and die in a gunfight

{Gunshot}

[Outro: Kendrick Lamar]
{Reversed Audio}
So, I was takin’ a walk the other day…

Kendrick Lamar – LOYALTY. (feat. Rihanna) lyrics

[Intro: Mr. Talkbox]

[Pre-Chorus: DJ Dahi & Kendrick Lamar]
I said I’m geeked and I’m fired up (fired, fire)
All I want tonight is just get high (high, high, high)
Girl, you look so good, it’s to die for (die for)
Ooh, that pussy good, it’s to die for (on fire)

[Chorus 1: Kendrick Lamar & Rihanna]
It’s a secret society
All we ask is trust (all we ask is trust)
All we got is us
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Kung Fu Kenny now
My resume is real enough for two millenniums
A better way to make a wave, stop defendin’ them
I meditate and moderate all of my wins again
I’m hangin’ on the fence again
I’m always on your mind
I put my lyric and my lifeline on the line
And ain’t no limit when I might shine, might grind
You rollin’ with it at the right time, right now
(Only for the dollar sign)

[Verse 2: Rihanna]
Bad girl RiRi now
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, leave it now
On your pulse like it’s EDM
Gas in the bitch like it’s premium
Haul ass on a bitch all in the fast lane
Been a bad bitch way before any cash came
I’m established, hundred carats on my name
Run the atlas, I’m a natural, I’m alright

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar & Rihanna]
I’m a savage, I’m a asshole, I’m a king
Shimmy ya, shimmy ya, shimmy ya rah (yeah)
You can tell your nigga he can meet me outside (yeah)
You can babysit him when I leave him outside
Ain’t no other love like the one I know
I done been down so long lost hope
I done came down so hard I slowed
Honestly forever, all a real nigga want

[Pre-Chorus: DJ Dahi & Kendrick Lamar]
I said I’m geeked and I’m fired up (fired, fire)
All I want tonight is just to get high up (yeah)
All I want is, all I want is

[Chorus 2: Kendrick Lamar & Rihanna]
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
10-4, no switchin’ sides
Feel somethin’ wrong
You actin’ shifty, you don’t ride
With me no more, I need
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

[Verse 4: Kendrick Lamar]
Tell me who you loyal to
Is it money? Is it fame? Is it weed? Is it drink?
Is it comin’ down with the loud pipes in the rain?
Big chillin’, only for the power in your name
Tell me who you loyal to
Is it love for the streets when the lights get dark?
Is it unconditional when the ‘Rari don’t start?
Tell me when your loyalty is comin’ from the heart

[Verse 5: Rihanna & Kendrick Lamar]
Tell me who you loyal to
Do it start with your woman or your man? (Mmm)
Do it end with your family and friends? (Mmm)
How you loyal to yourself in advance?
I said, tell me who you loyal to
Is it anybody that you would lie for?
Anybody you would slide for?
Anybody you would die for?
That’s what God for

[Pre-Chorus: DJ Dahi & Kendrick Lamar]
I said I’m geeked and I’m fired up (fired, fire)
All I want tonight is just to get high up (yeah)
All I want is, all I want is

[Chorus 2: Kendrick Lamar & Rihanna]
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
10-4, no switchin’ sides
Feel somethin’ wrong
You actin’ shifty, you don’t ride
With me no more, I need
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

[Outro: Rihanna]
It’s so hard to be humble
It’s so hard to be
Lord knows I’m tryin’
Lord knows I’m dyin’, baby

Kendrick Lamar – XXX. (feat. U2) lyrics

[Intro: Bēkon & Kid Capri]
America, God bless you if it’s good to you
America, please take my hand
Can you help me underst—
New Kung Fu Kenny

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Throw a steak off the ark
To a pool full of sharks, he’ll take it
Leave him in the wilderness
With a sworn nemesis, he’ll make it
Take the gratitude from him
I bet he’ll show you somethin’, whoa
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, “Bitch, I did that!”
X-rated
Johnny don’t wanna go to school no mo’, no mo’
Johnny said books ain’t cool no mo’ (no mo’)
Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin
Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin’
God bless America, you know we all love him

[Verse 2]
Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101
Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds
He was sobbin’, he was mobbin’, way belligerent and drunk
Talkin’ out his head, philosophin’ on what the Lord had done
He said: “K-Dot, can you pray for me?
It been a fucked up day for me
I know that you anointed, show me how to overcome.”
He was lookin’ for some closure
Hopin’ I could bring him closer
To the spiritual, my spirit do know better, but I told him
“I can’t sugarcoat the answer for you, this is how I feel:
If somebody kill my son, that mean somebody gettin’ killed.”
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch
I’ll wait in front a nigga’s spot and watch him hit his block
I’ll catch a nigga leavin’ service if that’s all I got
I’ll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, “Bitch, I did that!”
Ain’t no Black Power when your baby killed by a coward
I can’t even keep the peace, don’t you fuck with one of ours
It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour
Ghetto bird be on the street, paramedics on the dial
Let somebody touch my momma
Touch my sister, touch my woman
Touch my daddy, touch my niece
Touch my nephew, touch my brother
You should chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Matter fact, I’m ’bout to speak at this convention
Call you back—

[Break: Kendrick Lamar]
Alright, kids, we’re gonna talk about gun control
(Pray for me) Damn!

[Chorus: Bono]
It’s not a place
This country is to me a sound
Of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look around

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Hail Mary, Jesus and Joseph
The great American flag is wrapped in drag with explosives
Compulsive disorder, sons and daughters
Barricaded blocks and borders
Look what you taught us!
It’s murder on my street, your street, back streets
Wall Street, corporate offices
Banks, employees, and bosses with
Homicidal thoughts; Donald Trump’s in office
We lost Barack and promised to never doubt him again
But is America honest, or do we bask in sin?
Pass the gin, I mix it with American blood
Then bash him in, you Crippin’ or you married to blood?
I’ll ask again — oops, accident
It’s nasty when you set us up
Then roll the dice, then bet us up
You overnight the big rifles, then tell Fox to be scared of us
Gang members or terrorists, et cetera, et cetera
America’s reflections of me, that’s what a mirror does

[Chorus: Bono]
It’s not a place
This country is to me a sound
Of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look ar—

Kendrick Lamar – LOVE. (feat. Zacari) lyrics

[Digital Intro: Kendrick Lamar]
Damn, love or lust
Damn, all of us

[Physical Intro: Kid Capri]
We still lettin’ it spin, y’all
Here we go!

[Chorus: Zacari & Kendrick Lamar]
Give me a run for my money
There is nobody, no one to outrun me
(Another world premiere!)
So give me a run for my money
Sippin’ bubbly, feelin’ lovely, livin’ lovely
Just love me
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Just love me, just love me, just love
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Love me
I wanna be with you
Love me, just love me

[Refrain: Kendrick Lamar & Zacari]
If I didn’t ride blade on curve, would you still love me?
If I made up my mind at work, would you still love me?
Keep it a hundred, I’d rather you trust me than to love me
Keep it a whole one hund’: don’t got you, I got nothin’

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Ayy, I got somethin’
Hol’ up, we gon’ function, no assumptions
Feelin’ like Tyson with it
Knock it out twice, I’m with it
Only for the night, I’m killin’
Only for life, yeah, only for life, yeah
Only for life, let’s get it
Hit that shoulder lean
I know what’s comin’ over me
Backstroke oversea
I know what you need
Already on ten, all money come in
All feeling go out, this feeling don’t drought
This party won’t end

[Refrain: Kendrick Lamar & Zacari]
If I didn’t ride blade on curve, would you still love me?
If I made up my mind at work, would you still love me?
Keep it a hundred, I’d rather you trust me than to love me
Keep it a whole one hund’: don’t got you, I got nothin’

[Chorus: Zacari & Kendrick Lamar]
Give me a run for my money
There is nobody, no one to outrun me
So give me a run for my money
Sippin’ bubbly, feelin’ lovely, livin’ lovely
Just love me
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Just love me, just love me, just love
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Love me
I wanna be with you
Love me, just love me

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar & Zacari]
I’m on the way
We ain’t got no time to waste
Pop in your gum on the way (love me)
Am I in the way?
I don’t wan’ pressure you none
I want your blessing today (love me)
Oh, by the way, open the door by the way
Told you that I’m on the way (love me)
I’m on the way, I know connection is vague
Pick up the phone for me, babe
Dammit, we jammin’
Bad attitude from yo’ nanny
Curves and your hips from yo’ mammy
Remember Gardena, I took the studio camera
I know Top will be mad at me
I had to do it, I want your body, your music
I bought the big one to prove it
Look what you made
Told you that I’m on the way
I’m like a exit away, yep

[Refrain: Kendrick Lamar & Zacari]
If I didn’t ride blade on curve, would you still love me?
If I made up my mind at work, would you still love me?
Keep it a hundred, I’d rather you trust me than to love me
Keep it a whole one hund’: don’t got you, I got nothin’

[Chorus: Zacari & Kendrick Lamar]
Give me a run for my money
There is nobody, no one to outrun me
So give me a run for my money
Sippin’ bubbly, feelin’ lovely, livin’ lovely
Just love me
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Just love me, just love me, just love me
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Love me
I wanna be with you
Love me, just love me

Post Malone – Deja Vu lyrics

[Intro]
Oohh, ooh

[Pre-Verse: Post Malone]
Cause I can’t take it no more
No you ain’t like them bitches
Tell them hoes adios
And you can drop your panties
Leave them shits at the door
Dior falls on the floor
I swear we been here before
[Verse 1: Post Malone]
I’m tryna see you from my own perspective
You all in my section tryna come to my session
We runnin’ a pressure, you know that we flexin’
We bought all the bottles, we came with the models
Girl this a confession, I’m not like your exes
I came up from Texas, and now that we textin’
You can fly in whenever, now you undressin’
Panties on the dresser, your hair gettin’ messed up
The feelin’ we catchin’, my love is a blessin’
Made love in that Lexus, made love in that Lexus
I know you remember

[Chorus: Justin Bieber + Post Malone]
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause baby it ain’t nothing new, no
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause baby this ain’t nothing new, no

[Verse 2: Justin Bieber]
Oh you actin’ reckless
I told you that I need affection
So let me point you in the right direction
It’s so important that you get the message
Yeah, I gotta say, gotta say somethin’ to you, you, you
I’m on a roll, I’m gonna roll out in that new, new, new
If you wanna do what I wanna do
Well uhm-uhm-uhm
Well I guess that’s just deja vu

[Chorus: Justin Bieber + Post Malone]
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause baby it ain’t nothing new, no
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause baby it ain’t nothing new, no

[Bridge: Justin Bieber + Post Malone]
Tell me if you want it baby
Cause I know I can drive you crazy
I just wanted you to know now
Oh-oh, oh-ohhh
Show up in that new MercedesYou already know I’m faded
Girl I’ve been thinkin’ about you lately
Oh-oh, oh-ohhh

[Chorus: Justin Bieber + Post Malone]
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause baby it ain’t nothing new, no
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause you want me and I want you
Tell me is that deja vu?
Cause baby it ain’t nothing new, no

[Outro: Post Malone]
Cause I can’t take it no more
No you ain’t like them bitches
Tell them hoes adios
And you can drop your panties
Leave them shits at the door
Dior falls on the floor
I swear we been here before

Kendrick Lamar – ELEMENT. lyrics

[Intro: Kid Capri & Kendrick Lamar]
New Kung Fu Kenny
Ain’t nobody prayin’ for me
Y’all know, what happens on Earth stays on Earth
Here we go!
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t give a fuck
I don’t give a, I don’t give a, I don’t give a fuck

[Verse 1]
I’m willin’ to die for this shit
I done cried for this shit, might take a life for this shit
Put the Bible down and go eye for an eye for this shit
D-O-T my enemy, won’t catch a vibe for this shit, ayy
I been stomped out in front of my momma
My daddy commissary made it to commas
Bitch, all my grandmas dead
So ain’t nobody prayin’ for me, I’m on your head, ayy
Thirty millions later, know the feds watchin’
Auntie on my Telegram like, “Be cautious!”
I be hangin’ out at Tam’s, I be on Stockton
I don’t do it for the ‘Gram, I do it for Compton
I’m willin’ to die for this shit, nigga
I’ll take your fuckin’ life for this shit, nigga
We ain’t goin’ back to broke, family sellin’ dope
That’s why you maney-ass rap niggas better know

[Chorus]
If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I’ma make it look sexy
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I’ma make it look sexy
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy
They won’t take me out my element
Nah, take me out my element

[Verse 2]
I’m allergic to a bitch nigga, ayy
An imaginary rich nigga, ayy
Seven figures ho, that’s slimmer than my bitch figure, ayy
Goin’ digital and physical on all y’all, ayy
Bunch of criminals and money in my phone calls, ayy
We okay, we let the A1 fly
Relocate, jump on the same G5
Checkin’ for me heavy ’cause I go yeah, I go yeah
They never been ready, yeah, I know yeah, know yeah
100K spread across the floor, ‘cross the floor, yeah
None of y’all fuckin’ with the flow yeah, the flow yeah
Years in the makin’, and don’t y’all mistake it
I got ’em by a landslide, we talkin’ about races
You know this’ll never be a tie, just look at their laces
You know careers take off, just gotta be patient
Mr. One through Five, that’s the only logic
Fake my death, go to Cuba, that’s the only option

[Chorus]
If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I’ma make it look sexy
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I’ma make it look sexy
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy
They won’t take me out my element
Nah, take me out my element

[Bridge]
Damned if I do, if I don’t (yuh)
Goddamn us all if you won’t (yuh)
Damn, damn, damn, it’s a goddamn shame
You ain’t front in line, get out the goddamn way

[Verse 3]
Niggas thought they wasn’t gonna see me, huh?
Niggas thought that K-Dot real life
Was the same life they see on TV, huh?
Niggas wanna flex on me and be in L.A. for free, huh?
Next time they hit the 10 freeway, we need a receipt, huh?
‘Cause most of y’all ain’t real
Most of y’all gon’ squeal
Most of y’all just envy, but jealousy get you killed
Most of y’all throw rocks and try to hide your hand
Just say his name and I promise that you’ll see Candyman
Because it’s all in your eyes, most of y’all tell lies
Most of y’all don’t fade, most of y’all been advised
Last LP I tried to lift the black artists
But it’s a difference between black artists and wack artists

[Outro: Kendrick Lamar & Kid Capri]
If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I’ma make it look sexy
It’s the one and only, the world’s greatest, the Kid Capri
If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I’ma make it look sexy
I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy
They won’t take me out my element
Nah, take me out my element

Kendrick Lamar – FEAR. lyrics

[Intro]
Poverty’s paradise
I don’t think I could find a way to make it on this earth
I’ve been hungry all my life

[Voicemail: Carl Duckworth]
What’s up, family?
Yeah, it’s your cousin Carl, man, just givin’ you a call, man
I know you been havin’ a lot on yo mind lately
And I know you feel like, you know
People ain’t been prayin’ for you
But you have to understand this, man, that we are a cursed people Deuteronomy 28:28 says, “The Lord shall smite thee with madness And blindness, and astonishment of heart”
See, family, that’s why you feel like you feel
Like you got a chip on your shoulder
Until you finally get the memo, you will always feel like that…

[Bridge: Charles Edward Sydney Isom Jr. & Kendrick Lamar]
Why God, why God do I gotta suffer?
Pain in my heart carry burdens full of struggle
Why God, why God do I gotta bleed?
Every stone thrown at you restin’ at my feet
Why God, why God do I gotta suffer?
Earth is no more, won’t you burn this muh’fucka?
I don’t think I could find a way to make it on this earth
(Reversed)

[Verse 1]
I beat yo ass, keep talkin’ back
I beat yo ass, who bought you that?
You stole it, I beat yo ass if you say that game is broken
I beat yo ass if you jump on my couch
I beat yo ass if you walk in this house
With tears in your eyes, runnin’ from Poo Poo and Prentice
Go back outside, I beat yo ass, lil’ nigga
That homework better be finished, I beat yo ass
Your teachers better not be bitchin’ ’bout you in class
That pizza better not be wasted, you eat it all
That TV better not be loud if you got it on
Them Jordans better not get dirty when I just bought ’em
Better not hear ’bout you humpin’ on Keisha’s daughter
Better not hear you got caught up
I beat yo ass, you better not run to your father
I beat yo ass, you know my patience runnin’ thin
I got buku payments to make
County building’s on my ass, tryna take my food stamps away
I beat yo ass if you tell them social workers he live here
I beat yo ass if I beat yo ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon’ fear me if you don’t fear no one else

[Chorus]
If I could smoke fear away, I’d roll that mothafucka up
And then I’d take two puffs
I’m high now, I’m high now
I’m high now, I’m high now
Life’s a bitch, pull them panties to the side now
I don’t think I could find a way to make it on this earth

[Verse 2]
I’ll prolly die anonymous, I’ll prolly die with promises
I’ll prolly die walkin’ back home from the candy house
I’ll prolly die because these colors are standin’ out
I’ll prolly die because I ain’t know Demarcus was snitchin’
I’ll prolly die at these house parties, fuckin’ with bitches
I’ll prolly die from witnesses leavin’ me falsed accused
I’ll prolly die from thinkin’ that me and your hood was cool
Or maybe die from pressin’ the line, actin’ too extra
Or maybe die because these smokers are more than desperate
I’ll prolly die from one of these bats and blue badges
Body-slammed on black and white paint, my bones snappin’
Or maybe die from panic or die from bein’ too lax
Or die from waitin’ on it, die ’cause I’m movin’ too fast
I’ll prolly die tryna buy weed at the apartments
I’ll prolly die tryna defuse two homies arguin’
I’ll prolly die ’cause that’s what you do when you’re 17
All worries in a hurry, I wish I controlled things

[Chorus]
If I could smoke fear away, I’d roll that mothafucka up
And then I’d take two puffs
I’ve been hungry all my life
I’m high now, I’m high now
I’m high now, I’m high now
Life’s a bitch, pull them panties to the side now
Now…

[Verse 3]
When I was 27, I grew accustomed to more fear
Accumulated 10 times over throughout the years
My newfound life made all of me magnified
How many accolades do I need to block denial?
The shock value of my success put bolts in me
All this money, is God playin’ a joke on me?
Is it for the moment, and will he see me as Job?
Take it from me and leave me worse than I was before?
At 27, my biggest fear was losin’ it all
Scared to spend money, had me sleepin’ from hall to hall
Scared to go back to Section 8 with my mama stressin’
30 shows a month and I still won’t buy me no Lexus
What is an advisor? Somebody that’s holdin’ my checks
Just to fuck me over and put my finances in debt?
I read a case about Rihanna’s accountant and wondered
How did the Bad Girl feel when she looked at them numbers?
The type of shit’ll make me flip out and just kill somethin’
Drill somethin’, get ill and fill ratchets with a lil’ somethin’
I practiced runnin’ from fear, guess I had some good luck
At 27 years old, my biggest fear was bein’ judged
How they look at me reflect on myself, my family, my city
What they say ’bout me reveal if my reputation would miss me
What they see from me would trickle down generations in time
What they hear from me would make ’em highlight my simplest lines

[Verse 4]
I’m talkin’ fear, fear of losin’ creativity
I’m talkin’ fear, fear of missin’ out on you and me
I’m talkin’ fear, fear of losin’ loyalty from pride
‘Cause my DNA won’t let me involve in the light of God
I’m talkin’ fear, fear that my humbleness is gone
I’m talkin’ fear, fear that love ain’t livin’ here no more
I’m talkin’ fear, fear that it’s wickedness or weakness
Fear, whatever it is, both is distinctive
Fear, what happens on Earth stays on Earth
And I can’t take these feelings with me, so hopefully they disperse
Within fourteen tracks, carried out over wax
Searchin’ for resolutions until somebody get back
Fear, what happens on Earth stays on Earth
And I can’t take these feelings with me, so hopefully they disperse
Within fourteen tracks, carried out over wax
Wonderin’ if I’m livin’ through fear or livin’ through rap
Damn

[Bridge: Bēkon]
God damn you, God damn me
God damn us, God damn we
God damn us all

[Outro: Carl Duckworth]
Verse 2 says, “You only have I known of all the families
Of the Earth, therefore I will punish you for all your iniquities”
So until we come back to these commandments
Until you come back to these commandments
We’re gonna feel this way, we’re gonna be under this curse Because He said He’s gonna punish us
The so-called Blacks, Hispanics, and Native American Indians
Are the true children of Israel
We are the Israelites, according to the Bible
The children of Israel, He’s gonna punish us for our iniquities
For our disobedience, because we chose to follow other gods
That man chasten his son, so the Lord, thy God, chasten thee
So, just like you chasten your own son
He’s gonna chastise you because He loves you
So that’s why we get chastised
That’s why we’re in the position that we’re in
Until we come back to these laws, statutes, and commandments And do what the Lord says, these curses is gonna be upon us We’re gonna be at a lower state in this life that we live
Here in today, in the United States of America
I love you, family, and I pray for you
God bless you, Shalom

Kendrick Lamar – FEEL. lyrics

[Intro: Kendrick Lamar & Chelsea Blythe]
Ain’t nobody prayin’ for me
(Ain’t nobody prayin’ for me)
(Ain’t nobody prayin’ for me)
Ain’t nobody prayin’ for me
(Nobody prayin’ for me)
Ain’t nobody prayin’ for me
(Ain’t nobody prayin’ for me)
(Nobody prayin’ for me)

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
I feel like a chip on my shoulders
I feel like I’m losin’ my focus
I feel like I’m losin’ my patience
I feel like my thoughts in the basement
Feel like, I feel like you’re miseducated
Feel like I don’t wanna be bothered
I feel like you may be the problem
I feel like it ain’t no tomorrow, fuck the world
The world is endin’, I’m done pretendin’
And fuck you if you get offended
I feel like friends been overrated
I feel like the family been fakin’
I feel like the feelings are changin’
Feel like my thought of compromise is jaded
Feel like you wanna scrutinize how I made it
Feel like I ain’t feelin’ you all
Feel like removin’ myself, no feelings involved
I feel for you, I’ve been in the field for you
It’s real for you, right? Shit, I feel like—

[Hook: Kendrick Lamar]
Ain’t nobody prayin’ for me
Ain’t nobody prayin’ for me
Ain’t nobody prayin’ for me
Ain’t nobody prayin’

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
I feel niggas been out of pocket
I feel niggas tappin’ they pockets
I feel like debatin’ on who the greatest can stop it
I am legend, I feel like all of y’all is peasants
I feel like all of y’all is desperate
I feel like all it take is a second to feel like
Mike Jordan whenever holdin’ a real mic
I ain’t feelin’ your presence
Feel like I’ma learn you a lesson
Feel like only me and the music though
I feel like your feelin’ ain’t mutual
I feel like the enemy you should know
Feel like the feelin’ of no hope
The feelin’ of bad dope
A quarter ounce manipulated from soap
The feelin’, the feelin’ of false freedom
I’ll force-feed ’em the poison that fill ’em up in the prison
I feel like it’s just me
Look, I feel like I can’t breathe
Look, I feel like I can’t sleep
Look, I feel heartless, often off this
Feelin’ of fallin’, of fallin’ apart with
Darkest hours, lost it
Fillin’ the void of bein’ employed with ballin’
Streets is talkin’, fill in the blanks with coffins
Fill up the banks with dollars
Fill up the graves with fathers
Fill up the babies with bullshit
Internet blogs and pulpit, fill ’em with gossip
I feel like this gotta be the feelin’ where ‘Pac was
The feelin’ of an apocalypse happenin’
But nothin’ is awkward, the feelin’ won’t prosper
The feelin’ is toxic, I feel like I’m boxin’ demons
Monsters, false prophets schemin’
Sponsors, industry promises
Niggas, bitches, honkies, crackers, Compton
Church, religion, token blacks in bondage
Lawsuit visits, subpoena served in concert
Fuck your feelings, I mean this for imposters
I can feel it, the phoenix sure to watch us
I can feel it, the dream is more than process
I can put a regime that forms a Loch Ness
I can feel it, the scream that haunts our logic
I feel like say somethin’, I feel like take somethin’
I feel like skatin’ off, I feel like waitin’ for ’em
Maybe it’s too late for ’em
I feel like the whole world want me to pray for ’em
But who the fuck prayin’ for me?

[Outro: Kendrick Lamar]
Ain’t nobody prayin’ for me
Who prayin’ for me?
Ain’t nobody prayin’

Kendrick Lamar – GOD. lyrics

[Chorus]
This what God feel like, huh, he-yeah
Laughin’ to the bank like, “A-ha!”, huh, he-yeah
Flex on swole like, “A-ha!”, huh, he-yeah
You feel some type of way, then a-ha!
Huh, he-yeah (a-ha-ha, a-ha-ha)

[Verse 1]
Ever since a young man (since a young man)
All I wanna be was a gunman (was a gunman)
Shootin’ up the charts, better run, man
Y’all gotta see that I won, man
Slick as El DeBarge with the finger waves, work it, JT
Handle bars like a fade, watch me work it, JT
I’m at large, runnin’ plays like a circuit, JT
I’m sellin’ verses, JT, watch me work it, JT
Look, look… hol’ up!
Don’t judge me! My mama caught me with a strap
Don’t judge me! I was young, fuckin’ all the rats
Don’t judge me! Aimin’ at your head for a stack
Don’t judge! Don’t judge me! Now my home got a Valley peak
Don’t judge me! If I press your line you a freak
Don’t judge me! Won’t you tell a friend? Y’all gon’ see—

[Chorus]
This what God feel like, huh, he-yeah
Laughin’ to the bank like, “A-ha!”, huh, he-yeah
Flex on swole like, “A-ha!”, huh, he-yeah
You feel some type of way, then a-ha!
Huh, he-yeah (a-ha-ha, a-ha-ha)

[Verse 2]
Fuck is you talkin’ to?
Ayy, do you know who you talkin’ to?
Slide on you like fallen drapes
God toss full of carnivals
I kill ’em with kindness
Or I kill ’em with diamonds
Or I put up like fifteen hundred
Get yo’ ass killed by the finest
Everything in life is a gamble
Nothin’ in life I can’t handle
Seen it all, done it all, felt pain more
For the cause, I done put blood on sword
Everything I do is to embrace y’all
Everything I write is a damn eight ball
Everything I touch is a damn gold mine
Everything I say is from an angel

[Bridge]
I don’t rush shit, fuck shit, always your shit, my shit
Cannonballs to ignite shit, morning to the night shift
I’m on, I ain’t sorry for it
Ask for a piece of mine, you charged me for it
I wanna see sometimes if you ignore it
I’m in the streets sometimes and can’t afford it
I got a bad habit, levitatin’, duckin’ haters
Oh my! My heart is rich, my heart is famous

[Chorus]
This what God feel like
Huh, he-yeah (this what God feel like)
Laughin’ to the bank like, “A-ha!”
(This what God feel like)
Huh, he-yeah (this what God feel like)
Flex on swole like, “A-ha!”
(This what God feel like)
Huh, he-yeah (this what God feel like)
You feel some type of way, then a-ha!
(This what God feel like)
Huh, he-yeah (this what God feel like)
This what God feel like

Kendrick Lamar – HUMBLE. lyrics

[Video Intro]
Wicked or weakness?
You gotta see this
Waaaaay (yeah, yeah!)

[Album Intro]
Nobody pray for me
It’s been that day for me
Waaaaay (yeah, yeah!)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances
Finesse a nigga with some counterfeits, but now I’m countin’ this
Parmesan where my accountant lives, in fact I’m downin’ this
D’USSÉ with my boo bae tastes like Kool-Aid for the analysts
Girl, I can buy yo’ ass the world with my paystub
Ooh, that pussy good, won’t you sit it on my taste bloods?
I get way too petty once you let me do the extras
Pull up on your block, then break it down: we playin’ Tetris
A.M. to the P.M., P.M. to the A.M., funk
Piss out your per diem, you just gotta hate ’em, funk
If I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes, funk
If I quit this season, I still be the greatest, funk
My left stroke just went viral
Right stroke put lil’ baby in a spiral
Soprano C, we like to keep it on a high note
It’s levels to it, you and I know

[Chorus]
Bitch, be humble (hol’ up, bitch)
Sit down (hol’ up, lil’, hol’ up, lil’ bitch)
Be humble (hol’ up, bitch)
Sit down (hol’ up, sit down, lil’, sit down, lil’ bitch)
Be humble (hol’ up, hol’ up)
Bitch, sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’ bitch)
Be humble (lil’ bitch, hol’ up, bitch)
Sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up)
Be humble (hol’ up, hol’ up)
Sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’, hol’ up, lil’ bitch)
Be humble (hol’ up, bitch)
Sit down (hol’ up, sit down, lil’, sit down, lil’ bitch)
Be humble (hol’ up, hol’ up)
Bitch, sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’ bitch)
Be humble (lil’ bitch, hol’ up, bitch)
Sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up)

[Verse 2]
Who dat nigga thinkin’ that he frontin’ on Man-Man? (Man-Man)
Get the fuck off my stage, I’m the Sandman (Sandman)
Get the fuck off my dick, that ain’t right
I make a play fucking up your whole life
I’m so fuckin’ sick and tired of the Photoshop
Show me somethin’ natural like afro on Richard Pryor
Show me somethin’ natural like ass with some stretch marks
Still will take you down right on your mama’s couch in Polo socks
Ayy, this shit way too crazy, ayy, you do not amaze me, ayy
I blew cool from AC, ayy, Obama just paged me, ayy
I don’t fabricate it, ayy, most of y’all be fakin’, ayy
I stay modest ’bout it, ayy, she elaborate it, ayy
This that Grey Poupon, that Evian, that TED Talk, ayy
Watch my soul speak, you let the meds talk, ayy
If I kill a nigga, it won’t be the alcohol, ayy
I’m the realest nigga after all

[Chorus]
Bitch, be humble (hol’ up, bitch)
Sit down (hol’ up, lil’, hol’ up, lil’ bitch)
Be humble (hol’ up, bitch)
Sit down (hol’ up, sit down, lil’, sit down, lil’ bitch)
Be humble (hol’ up, hol’ up)
Bitch, sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’ bitch)
Be humble (lil’ bitch, hol’ up, bitch)
Sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up)
Be humble (hol’ up, hol’ up)
Sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’, hol’ up, lil’ bitch)
Be humble (hol’ up, bitch)
Sit down (hol’ up, sit down, lil’, sit down, lil’ bitch)
Be humble (hol’ up, hol’ up)
Bitch, sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, lil’ bitch)
Be humble (lil’ bitch, hol’ up, bitch)
Sit down (hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up)

J Cole – FRIENDS lyrics

[Intro: J. Cole]
Cop another bag and smoke today
Cop another bag and smoke today
Cop another bag and smoke today
Cop another bag and smoke today
Cop another bag and smoke today
Cop another bag and smoke today
Cop another bag and smoke today
Cop another bag and smoke today

[Chorus: kiLL edward]
I got thoughts, can’t control
Got me down, got me low
Rest my mind, rest my soul
When I blow, when I blow
Am I wrong, let them know
Feels so right to let things go
Don’t think twice, this is me
This is how I should be

[Bridge: J. Cole]
But I’m aggravated without it
My saddest days are without it
My Saturdays are the loudest
I’m blowing strong
Some niggas graduated to powder
I dabble later, I doubt it
My database of narcotics
It’s growing long
But I’m aggravated without it
My saddest days are without it
My Saturdays are the loudest
I’m blowing strong
Some niggas graduated to powder
I dabble later, I doubt it
My database of narcotics
It’s growing long

[Verse: J. Cole]
I wrote this shit to talk about the word addiction
To my niggas — I hope you listening
— and —, I hope you listening
This is for the whole fucking Ville, I hope you’re listening
Smoking medical grade, but I ain’t got prescription
All the way in Cali where they ain’t got precipi-
-tation, feeling like the only one that made it
And I hate it for my niggas ’cause they ain’t got ambition
Fuck did you expect, you can blame it on condition
Blame it on crack, you can blame it on the system
Blame it on the fact that 12 got jurisdiction
To ride around in neighborhoods that they ain’t ever lived in
Blame it on the strain that you feel when daddy missing
Blame it on Trump shit, blame it on Clinton
Blame it on trap music and the politicians
Or the fact that every black boy wanna be Pippen
But they only got twelve slots on the Pistons
Blame it on the rain, Milli Vanilli with the disk skip
What I’m tryna say is the blame can go deep as seas
Just to blame ’em all I would need like twenty CD’s
There’s all sorts of trauma from drama that children see
Type of shit that normally would call for therapy
But you know just how it go in our community
Keep that shit inside it don’t matter how hard it be
Fast forward, them kids is grown and they blowing trees
And popping pills due to chronic anxiety
I been saw the problem but stay silent ’cause I ain’t Jesus
This ain’t no trial if you desire go higher please
But fuck that now I’m older I love you ’cause you my friend
Without the drugs I want you be comfortable in your skin
I know you so I know you still keep a lot of shit in
You running from yourself and you buying product again
I know you say it helps and no I’m not trying to offend
But I know depression and drug addiction don’t blend
Reality distorts and then you get lost in the wind
And I done seen the combo take niggas off the deep end
One thing about your demons they bound to catch up one day
I’d rather see you stand up and face them than run away
I understand this message is not the coolest to say
But if you down to try it I know of a better way
Meditate

[Pre-Chorus: J. Cole]
Meditate, meditate, meditate, meditate
Don’t medicate, medicate, don’t medicate, medicate
Meditate, meditate, meditate, meditate
Don’t medicate, medicate, don’t medicate, medicate

[Chorus: kiLL edward]
I got thoughts, can’t control
Got me down, got me low
Rest my mind, rest my soul
When I blow, when I blow
Am I wrong, let them know
Feels so right to let things go
Don’t think twice, this is me
This is how I should be

[Outro: J. Cole]
Cop another bag of smoke today
Cop another bag of smoke today
Cop another bag of smoke today
Cop another bag of smoke today
Cop another bag of smoke today
Cop another bag of smoke today
Cop another bag of smoke today
Cop another bag of smoke today

J Cole – KOD lyrics

[Intro]
Go, go, go
Go, go, go
Go, go, go
Go, go, go

[Chorus]
This is what you call a flip
Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama’s whip
K.O.D., he hard as shit
This is what you call a flip
Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama’s whip
K.O.D., he hard as shit
This is what you call a flip
Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama’s whip
K.O.D., he hard as shit
This is what you call a flip
Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama’s whip
K.O.D., he hard as shit

[Verse 1]
Wow, niggas been crampin’ my style
Blowin’ my high, they want a reply
The number one question is, “How?”
How does it feel now that you on?
How much you worth? How big is your home?
How come you won’t get a few features?
I think you should? How ’bout I don’t?
How ’bout you just get the fuck off my dick?
How ’bout you listen and never forget?
Only gon’ say this one time, then I’ll dip
Niggas ain’t worthy to be on my shit
Haven’t you heard? I’m as cold as the tip
Tip of the iceberg that tipped the Titanic
No tip-toein’ around it, my shit is gigantic
As big as the fuckin’ Atlantic, I’m lit, bitch

[Chorus]
This is what you call a flip
Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama’s whip
K.O.D., he hard as shit
This is what you call a flip
Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama’s whip
K.O.D., he hard as shit
This is what you call a flip
Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama’s whip
K.O.D., he hard as shit
This is what you call a flip
Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama’s whip
K.O.D., he hard as shit

[Verse 2]
How I grew up, only few would’ve loved
‘Member I got my first view of the blood
I’m hangin’ out and they shoot up the club
My homie got pharmaceutical plug
I smoke the drug and it run through my vein
I think it’s workin’, it’s numbin’ the pain
Don’t give a fuck and I’m somewhat insane
Don’t give a fuck and I’m somewhat insane
Yeah, at this shit daily, sipped so much Actavis
I convinced Actavis that they should pay me
If practice made perfect, I’m practice’s baby
If practice made perfect, I’m practice’s baby
Platinum wrist ridin’ in back like Miss Daisy
Platinum disc and I own masters, bitch, pay me
Y’all niggas trappin’ so lack-sical-daisy
My nigga sell crack like it’s back in the ’80s
Know a young nigga, he actin’ so crazy
He serve a few packs and he jack a Mercedes
He shoot at the police, he clap at old ladies
He don’t give a fuck if them crackers gon’ hang him
Bitches been askin’, “What have you done lately?”
I stacked a few M’s like my last name was Shady
My life is too crazy, no actor could play me
My life is too crazy, no actor could play me

[Chorus]
This is what you call a flip
Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama’s whip
K.O.D., he hard as shit
This is what you call a flip
Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama’s whip
K.O.D., he hard as shit
This is what you call a flip
Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama’s whip
K.O.D., he hard as shit
This is what you call a flip
Ten keys from a quarter brick
Bentley from his mama’s whip
K.O.D., he hard as shit

[Outro]
Power, greed
Money, Molly, weed
Percs, Xannys, lean, fame
And the strongest drug of them all
And the strongest drug of them all
Love

Kendrick Lamar – LUST. lyrics

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
I need some water
Somethin’ came over me
Way too hot to simmer down
Might as well overheat
Too close to comfort
As blood rush my favorite vein
Heartbeat racin’ like a junkie’s
I just need you to want me
Am I askin’ too much?
Let me put the head in
Ooh, I don’t want more than that
Girl, I respect the cat
I promise just a touch
Let me put the head in, if it’s okay
She said, “It’s okay.”

[Interlude: Kendrick Lamar & RAT BOY]
Yeah, I need everybody’s motherfuckin’ hands up right now
I need everybody’s motherfuckin’—
Door and his Nike Air Rattles
Rush the fire exit, no time for battles
Well I, I never expected
This that new shit
This that new, new shit

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar & RAT BOY]
Wake up in the mornin’, thinkin’ ’bout money, kick your feet up
Watch you a comedy, take a shit, then roll some weed up
Go hit you a lick, go fuck on a bitch
Don’t go to work today, cop you a fit
Or maybe some kicks and make you—
Door and his Nike Air Rattles
Rush the fire exit, no time for battles
Well I, I never expected
Wake up in the mornin’, thinkin’ ’bout money, kick your feet up
Watch you a comedy—hol’ up!
Wake up in the mornin’, thinkin’ ’bout money, kick your feet up
Watch you a comedy, take a shit, then roll some weed up
Go hit you a lick, go fuck on a bitch, don’t go to work today
Cop you a fit or maybe some kicks and make it work today
Hang with the homies, stunt on your baby mama
Sip some lean, go get a pistol, shoot out the window
Bet your favorite team, play you some Madden
Go to the club or your mama house
Whatever you doin’, just make it count (I need some water)
Wake up in the mornin’, thinkin’ ’bout money, kick your feet up
Hop in the shower, put on your makeup, lace your weave up
Touch on yourself, call up your nigga, tell him he ain’t shit
Credit card scam, get you a Visa, make it pay your rent
Hop on the ‘Gram, flex on the bitches that be hatin’ on you
Pop you a pill, call up your bitches, have ’em waitin’ on you
Go to the club, have you some fun, make that ass bounce
It’s whatever, just make it count

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
I need some water
Somethin’ came over me
Way too hot to simmer down
Might as well overheat
Too close to comfort
As blood rush my favorite vein
Heartbeat racin’ like a junkie’s
I just need you to want me
Am I askin’ too much?
Let me put the head in
Ooh, I don’t want more than that
Girl, I respect the cat
I promise just a touch
Let me put the head in, if it’s okay
She said, “It’s okay.”

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
I wake in the mornin’, my head spinnin’ from the last night
Both in the trance, feelings are dead—what a fast life!
Manager called, the lobby called, it’s 11:30
Did this before, promised myself I’d be a hour early
Room full of clothes, bag full of money: call it loose change
Fumbled my jewelry, 100k, I lost a new chain
Hop on the bird, hit the next city for another M
Take me a nap and do it again
We all woke up, tryna tune to the daily news
Lookin’ for confirmation, hopin’ election wasn’t true
All of us worried, all of us buried, and our feelings deep
None of us married to his proposal, make us feel cheap
Still and sad, distraught and mad, tell the neighbor ’bout it
Bet they agree, parade the streets with your voice proudly
Time passin’, things change
Revertin’ back to our daily programs, stuck in our ways
Lust

[Bridge: Kendrick Lamar]
Lately, I feel like I been lustin’ over the fame
Lately, we lust on the same routine of shame
Lately, lately, lately, my lust been heightened (lately)
Lately, it’s all contradiction
Lately, I’m not here
Lately, I lust over self
Lust turn into fear
Lately, in James 4:4 says
Friend of the world is enemy of the Lord
Brace yourself, lust is all yours

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
I need some water
Somethin’ came over me
Way too high to simmer down
Might as well overheat
Too close to comfort
As blood rush my favorite vein
Heartbeat racin’ like a junkie’s
I just need you to want me
Am I askin’ too much?
Let me put the head in
Ooh, I don’t want more than that
Girl, I respect the cat
I promise just a touch
Let me put the head in, if it’s okay
She said, “It’s okay.”

J Cole – Motiv8 lyrics

[Intro]
You really wanna know who Superman is?
Watch this, pow!
I like him
I think he’s pretty cool
He’s my idol

[Verse 1]
I can’t have no sympathy for fuck niggas
All this shit I’ve seen done made my blood thicker
Spill promethazine inside a double cup
Double up my cream, now that’s a Double Stuff, yeah
Please don’t hit my phone if it ain’t ’bout no commas
Keep the peace like Dali Lama, big body Hummers
Backin’ out the parkin’ spot and though the law be on him
He exempt, Shawn Kemp, he keep that .40 on him
Go!

[Chorus]
Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Motivate (motivate), motivate (mo-)
Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Motivate (motivate), moti-get money
Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Motivate (motivate), motivate (mo-)
Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Motivate (motivate), moti-get money

[Refrain]
Too many times I swallowed my pride
Get money
I’m crackin’ a smile, I’m dyin’ inside
My demons are close, I’m tryin’ to hide
I’m poppin’ a pill, I’m feelin’ alive
I’m feelin’ alive, I’m feelin’ alive
I’m feelin’ alive, I’m feelin’ alive
I’m feelin’ alive, I’m feelin’ alive
I’m feelin’ alive, I’m feelin’ alive
I’m

[Verse 2]
Woah, suddenly, I feel like takin’ a PJ
Get money
Fly to D.R. on a weekday, eatin’ ceviche
With like half of a mili’ inside of my briefcase
A couple of freaks play
And they don’t speak Ingles
But the money is somethin’ that they could comprende
And I got bread like I’m Green Day
Get money
I come around and their heads turn
Used to like bitches with hair permed
Now I like it “natural, actual, factual”
Naps and shit, bougie, still do ratchet shit
Not afraid to pass the clip
Before I make the ratchet spit, blaow!

[Chorus]
Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Get money
Motivate (motivate), motivate (mo-)
Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Motivate (motivate), moti-get money
Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Get money
Motivate (motivate), motivate (mo-)
Motivate (motivate), motivate (motivate)
Motivate (motivate), moti-get money

[Refrain]
Too many times I swallowed my pride
Get money
I’m crackin’ a smile, I’m dyin’ inside
My demons are close, I’m tryin’ to hide
I’m poppin’ a pill, I’m feelin’ alive
I’m feelin’ alive, I’m feelin’ alive
I’m feelin’ alive, I’m feelin’ alive
I’m feelin’ alive, I’m feelin’ alive
I’m feelin’ alive, I’m feelin’ alive
I’m

[Outro]
Get money
Get money

Post Malone – No Option lyrics

[Refrain]
Ho, I look so clean and them motherfuckers just talkin’
Show up at the spot and now everyone, they all watchin’
Don’t wanna prove you wrong but, shit, you leave me with no option, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Everybody asking, “Post, when is the album droppin’?”
Ever since the very first day at it, I been poppin’
Don’t wanna prove you wrong but shit, you leave me with no option, yeah, yeah
Ooh, swingin’ in a four-door
Now they takin’ photos
Bottles, we need more of those, ooh
Say she been to every show
Even on the road
And she always be in front row, oh yeah
Everything that I worked for
Waited so long to get on
The Caddy just sits on the chrome
I swang through on dubs on the four

[Chorus]
Baby, wanna get in this S-Class
Little mama, she just wanna go fast
You know, baby, you don’t get a free pass
So I told her, “Ass, gas or grass”
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shinin’
Gotta have perfect timin’ when I’m ridin’
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage
Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah

[Refrain]
Ho, I’m so clean and them motherfuckers just talkin’
Show up at the spot and now everyone, they all watchin’
Don’t wanna prove you wrong but shit, you leave me with no option, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Now she hoppin’ in a old-school
Swimmin’ in the carpool
Everything is all cool, ooh
Yeah, she told me not to tell
‘Bout the rumors that I heard
She said, “Everything was all true”, yeah

[Chorus]
Baby, wanna get in this S-Class
Little mama, she just wanna go fast
You know, baby, you don’t get a free pass
So I told her, “Ass, gas or grass”
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shinin’
Gotta have perfect timin’ when I’m ridin’
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage
Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah

[Bridge]
Just me and lil’ mama, yeah
Ridin’ around LA
Just me and lil’ mama, yeah
We own the city, yeah

[Chorus]
Baby, wanna get in this S-Class
Little mama, she just wanna go fast
You know baby you don’t get a free pass
So I told her, “Ass, gas or grass”
Rolex with the diamonds keep me shining
Gotta have perfect timin’ when I’m ridin’
Brand new Aston Martin with no mileage
Oh, oh

[Outro]
So come hop in that, ooh
What do you wanna do?
Put that dime in my coupe
With that gold on my tooth, oh, yeah

J Cole – Once An Addict (Interlude) lyrics

[Intro]
Right, right, right, right
Something’s got a hold on me
Right, right, right, right
Sometimes I think pain is just a lack of understanding
If we could only understand it all, would we feel no pain?
God must feel no pain
Something’s got a hold on me
Only joy
Does this mean even our suffering pleases him?

[Verse]
Lost in a cloud of marijuana
Young Carolina nigga, fish out of water
Step-daddy just had a daughter with another woman
Mama ain’t recover yet
Callin’ me at 12 at night
She drunk as fuck and I’m upset
‘Cause why she always using me for crutch?
Growin’ up I used to always see her up
Late as shit, cigarette smoke and greatest hits from Marvin Gaye
She kill a whole bottle of some cheap chardonnay
I gotta leave this house ’cause part of me dies when I see her like this
Too young to deal with pain
I’d rather run the streets than see her kill herself
So ‘Ville became my escape from a feelin’ I hate
Mama cursing me out
Depression’s such a villainous state
I used to stay out later on purpose
Subconsciously I was nervous that if I came home early then what would surface was her inner demons
And then I’d have to end up seein’ my hero on ground zero
Tears flow while Al Green blow
Love and happiness
I wish that I could say the right words to cheer her up
I wish her son’s love was enough
I tell her, “Mama, go to sleep”
She tell me “Boy, hush. You better pray to God you never get your heart crushed”
I shake my head in frustration
Head to my room and I can still hear the tunes with my door shut
Fuck it though, a couple more months I’ll be gone
Off to college and dorms
Foolin’ myself, thinkin’ problems are gone
But now it’s 1 AM and my mama dialin’ my phone
I know she intoxicated and soon this high that I’m on comes crashin’ down
She lit, talkin’ drunk shit, I’m pissed
But I’m still all ears like Basset Hounds
Thinkin’ to myself, “Maybe my mama need help
Don’t she got work in the morning?
Why she do this to herself?
Hate how she slurrin’ her words
Soundin’ so fuckin’ absurd
This ain’t the woman I know, why I just sit and observe?
Why don’t I say how I feel?
When I do, she’s defensive for real
Well maybe things get better with time, I heard it heals
Little did I know how deep her sadness would go
Lookin’ back, I wish I woulda did more instead of runnin’

[Outro]
Something’s got a hold on me
I can’t let it go
Out of fear I won’t be free
Something’s got a hold on me
I can’t let it go
Out of fear I won’t be—
No!
Something’s got a hold on me
I can’t let it go
Right
Life can bring much pain
There are many ways to deal with this pain (right)
Choose wisely (right)