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Russ – Think Twice

[Chorus]
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say shit
So much fake shit ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
This ain’t no average Joe shit, this is everyday Russell
Joe got a day job, that’s an everyday struggle
This for all the slow rappers who subliminally diss
You can at it, you can text it but you’d rather be bitch
But it’s hard to hear the hate over these waves crashing
I think your time is up, I think your waves crashing
All that fade catching you promoting shit is all talk
The difference is my life is still lit when I log off, pussy go head

[Chorus]
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say shit
So much fake shit ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Fuck these fake alliances
I don’t be buying shit, it’s not in my interest
You be window shopping, I be buying it
I’m fly as shit
Just keep in mind what position you in
If you lucky I might make a song and diss you again
And when I say you, I meant you too
They call me Bono
Rappers sending subtweets, rappers stealing logos
Rappers feeling jumpy
Then bounce pussy, pogo
This gon’ get a billion streams
This for the rappers who need promo
This for rappers who need other rappers hooks to go bronze
This for rappers who need other rappers shows to go on
(Go off)
These for rappers who still suck still
Six years later you still stuck still
Still on the uphill
There’s some rappers who won’t be here by the next June
There’s some rappers who still asking for some leg room
I just give em half a bar like they give themselves
I kick back and watch these losers go and kill themselves

[Chorus]
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say shit
So much fake shit ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (yeah, yeah)

[Outro]
These junkie ass rappers basing brands off of drug addiction
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out?
You the one who got kids od’ing tryna be like you
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out?
Yeah, yeah

LeeSSang – Tears (Feat. Eugene of THE SEEYA)

니가 떠나고 늘 슬프다
아무리 슬퍼해도 슬픔이 모잘라
맘 놓고 아파할 곳을 찾아 숨는다
불 꺼진 집 앞에 멈춰진
차안에 너의 집 앞에
사랑 잃은 삶은 가난 남아
있는것은 그저 텅 빈 너와 난
마치 더이상 함께할 수 없는 낮과밤
우리가 나눠가진것은 그리움 하나
술에 취해 불쑥 찾아와 오늘은
오빠랑 잘꺼라며 떼를쓰고
베렛나루 만지며 내 품에
누워 보고싶었다며 말을하고
왜 오빠는 매일 바쁘나며
묻고 소리없이 울고
그냥해본 말이라며
자긴 항상 나를 믿는다고
내 옆을 항상 지켜주던
너와의 모든것이 다
이제는 그리움이 되고
좁은 골목길 사이 혼자 눈물
누가 볼까봐 몰래 훔친 눈물
약해 지지않으려 발버둥을 치려다
내 눈물

집앞 계단길 아래 혼자 눈물
니가 알까봐 몰래 훔친 눈물
약해지지않으려 발버둥을 치려다
내 눈물

우린 고운정보단 미운정이 더 많아
맨날 싸우고 몇일 동안 안봐
그렇게 우린 서로 원했던게 많아
사랑했으니깐 없으면
못 살았으니까
니 몸에 난 점 먹지 못하는 거
너와 싸우고 화해 키스하고 푼적
운전할때도 손을 꼭 잡았었던
그모든것이 다시 생각나
잠시라도 곁에 없으면 불안해
너를 보내고 툭하면 멍해
변해 가는 세상이 싫어
너의 기억을 억지로 꺼내
이름 얼굴 웃음 향기
니가 내게 남긴 추억이 너무 많아
니가 내게 남긴 영혼은 아직 남아
살아 숨쉬어 이렇게 나를 찾아와
사랑이란 두글자로 다 부숴

좁은 골목길 사이 혼자 눈물
누가 볼까봐 몰래 훔친 눈물
약해 지지않으려 발버둥을 치려다
내 눈물

집앞 계단길 아래 혼자 눈물
니가 알까봐 몰래 훔친 눈물
약해지지않으려 발버둥을 치려다
내 눈물

내 눈물 눈물 눈물
또 다시 눈물 눈물 눈물
소리없어 또 i dont wanna know
내 기억을 다 번지게해

좁은 골목길 사이 혼자 눈물
누가 볼까봐 몰래 훔친 눈물
약해 지지않으려 발버둥을 치려다
내 눈물

집앞 계단길 아래 혼자 눈물
니가 알까봐 몰래 훔친 눈물
약해지지않으려 발버둥을 치려다
내 눈물

Max Romeo – Three Blind Mice

I went to a party, last Saturday night
When I reached the party everything was right
Then Babylon raid, them raid, them raid
Me gets me ‘fraid, me gets me ‘fraid

It was like three blind mice
You could-a see how dem run
It was like three blind mice
You could-a see how dem run

Baddie sticks start flyin’, man start to bawl
Some jump de fence, some put off defense
But it gets me ‘fraid when Babylon raid

The police checked the deejay
Tell him to turn off sound
The crowd never like that
Them start gathering ’round

Let the music play
Let it play, let it play
Let the music play

It was like three blind mice
You could-a see how dem run
It was like three blind mice
No man no want go a jail

Let the music play
Let it play, let it play
Let the music play
Let the music play
Let it play, let it play

Fall Out Boy – Thinking About You lyrics

X

Jessie Ware – First Time lyrics

First Time is a song from Jessie Ware’s third studio album “Glasshouse”.

The last of the real ones – Fall Out Boy lyrics

Lyrics Fall Out Boy – The Last of the real ones

I was just an only child of the universe
And then I found you
And then I found you
You are the sun and I am just the planets
Spinning around you
Spinning around you
You were too good to be true
Gold plated
But what’s inside you
But what’s inside you
I know this whole damn city thinks it needs you
But not as much as I do
As much as I do, yeah.
(the last of the real ones)

‘Cause you’re the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I’m here in search of your glory
There’s been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You never walk away from
You’re just the last of the real oneees
You’re just the last of the real oneees
You’re just the last of the real oneees
(You’re just the last of the real oneees)
You’re just the last of the real oneees
(You’re just the last of the real onees)
You’re just the last of the real oneees

I am a collapsing star with tunnel vision
But only for you
But only for you
My head is stripped just like a screw that’s been tightened too many times
When I think of you
When I think of you
I will shield you from the waves
If they find you
I will protect you
I will protect you
Just tell me, tell me, tell me
I, I am the only one
Even if it’s not true
Even if it’s not true, yeahhh.

‘Cause you’re the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I’m here in search of your glory
There’s been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You never walk away from
You’re just the last of the real oneees
You’re just the last of the real oneees
You’re just the last of the real oneees
(You’re just the last of the real onees)
You’re just the last of the real oneees
(You’re just the last of the real oneees)
You’re just the last of the real oneees.

I’m here at the beginning of the end
Oh, the end of infinity with you
I’m here at the beginning of the end
Oh, the end of infinity with you
I’m done with having dreams
The thing that I believe
Oh, you drain all the fear from me
I’m done with having dreams
The thing that I believe
Versuri-lyrics.info
You drain the fear from me.

‘Cause you’re the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I’m here in search of your glory
There’s been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You never walk away from
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real oneees
(You’re just the last of the real oneees)
You’re just the last of the real oneees
(You’re just the last of the real oneees)
You’re just the last of the real onesss.
Fall Out Boy lyrics
Video ones

Word of mouth – Shotta Spence lyrics

Lyrics Shotta Spence – WOrd of mouth

Shotta Spence
Von Vuai
Take no talk from no boy
I’ll never live on my knees, I’m dying on my feet
I’ll never flee never flee.(word of mouth)

Everywhere I step I’m stepping with precision
Move in silence, all you hearing is the crickets
Spirit of Malcolm X, by any means I’m getting
Stirring the pot up ’til my wrist bone get to clicking
Stomach is growling, it sound like a hoopty engine
I’m praying to God but my actions ain’t so Christian
Gimme the throat, I don’t need no lip service from bitches
I told the b***h stop using your teeth, that’s cannibalistic
Work it work it ooh, pulling up on you versuri-lyrics.info
Where you at, give me your longitude and latitude
This a fucking coupe, ain’t no room for you
Tell your friends you gotta Uber back to the zoo
I’m a warrior, got some shooters on my team
I’m a player for life, bitches hanging off my jeans
Know I did some people wrong but that’s how it had to be
Lord lord lord, save some room for me.

Watch out
Gucci Timberlands, I slip my feet in them
2008 Bape and APC denim
Feel my palms itching like they got fleas in them
When I get them Rollies believe I’m freezin’ them
Ball out little homie, ball it out
Call out fake hustlers, call ’em out
Put your guard up, ain’t no time to talk it out
How do I know where you live, hmm, word of mouth
I might OD, might OD off this mighty weed
You take a pull you gon’ go, that’s some gasoline
You can count on me to count the green while they counting sheep
You want surf and turf, I’m too cheap, you get Mickey D’s
You know that your boys witcha, if they gon’ bleed witcha
If they get money witcha, if they don’t chief swishers
And they not team switching, whenever the plot thickens
And they would rather take a sentence ‘fore they start snitching
Wanna know who done got my homie shot
That s**t tied my gut in knots
Pull up on that pus*yclaat, put his face to the curb and stomp
Life is short and then you’re gone, so I keep my money long
Reason why I wrote this song, reason why I’m stunting on ’emmm.
Shotta Spence lyrics
Video mouth

Think twice – Russ lyrics

Lyrics Russ – Think twice

Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say s**t
So much fake s**t ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (think twice)

This ain’t no average Joe s**t, this is everyday Russell
Joe got a day job, that’s an everyday struggle
This for all the slow rappers who subliminally diss
You can at it, you can text it but you’d rather be b*tch
But it’s hard to hear the hate over these waves crashing
I think your time is up, I think your waves crashing
All that fade catching you promoting s**t is all talk
The difference is my life is still lit when I log off, pus*y go head.

Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say s**t
So much fake s**t ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this.

F*ck these fake alliances
I don’t be buying s**t, it’s not in my interest
You be window shopping, I be buying it
I’m fly as sh*t versuri-lyrics.info
Just keep in mind what position you in
If you lucky I might make a song and diss you again
And when I say you, I meant you too
They call me Bono
Rappers sending subtweets, rappers stealing logos
Rappers feeling jumpy
Then bounce pus*y, pogo
This gon’ get a billion streams
This for the rappers who need promo
This for rappers who need other rappers hooks to go bronze
This for rappers who need other rappers shows to go on
These for rappers who still suck still
Six years later you still stuck still
Still on the uphill
There’s some rappers who won’t be here by the next June
There’s some rappers who still asking for some leg room
I just give em half a bar like they give themselves
I kick back and watch these losers go and kill themselves.

Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say s**t
So much fake s**t ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this.

These junkie a*s rappers basing brands off of drug addiction
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out?
You the one who got kids od’ing tryna be like you
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out?(think twice)
Yeah, yeahhh.
Russ lyrics
Video twice

By your side – Stonebank lyrics

Lyrics Stonebank – By your side

Look up to the skies
Aim for the sun
Hold your head up high
No need to run, to run
Standing by your side
I will be, I will be
Standing by your side
Standing by your side
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
Standing by your sideee.

Standing by your sideee
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
Standing by your sideee
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
Standing by your sideee.

Look up to the sky
Aim for the sun
Hold your head up high
No need to run, to run.

Standing by your sideee
I will be, I will be
Standing by your sideee
I will be, I will be
Standing by your, standing by your
Standing by your, standing by your
Versuri-lyrics.info
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
Standing by your sideee.

Standing by your sideee
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
Standing by your sideee
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
Standing by your sideee.
Stonebank lyrics
Video side

Ela Chapou – Mc Luan letra

Letra Mc Luan – Ela chapou

Ela chapou de Jurupinga
E não lembra de nada
Vem me perguntar
Como parou na minha casa.

Eu vou te resumir Mozão
A noite passada
Te dei uma carona
E do nada ficou pelada.

E veio me agarrando
Eu entendendo nada
Vi que tava de maldade
Versuri-lyrics.info
Aí te trouxe pra minha casa.

Então, vai
Tum, tumtuuum
Joga o bumbum
Tum, tumtum, tumtum
Desce com buuumbuuum
Tum, tumtum, tumtum
Arrasta o bumbummm.
Mc Luan letras
Video chapou

Dum surfer – King Krule lyrics

Lyrics King Krule – Dum surfer

Dum surfer is giving me his cash
Won a bet for fifty and now I need a slash
Man this band that’s playing, is playing f*cking trash
Skunk and onion gravy, as my brain’s potato mash
He came across the back of a bureaucratic stash
Shot the lot for credit and never got it back
He’s mashed, I’m mashed, we’re mashed
That cat got slashed in half like that
As venus completes orbit, I’m feeling slightly mashed
The stir fry didn’t absorb it, I need another slash
She spoke in English, it was low lit where we sat
Remembering her face but that’s the end of that
I’m a step from madness as I puke on pavement slabs
Got a bit embarrassed, need to get back to the lab
In the depths of traffic, I was feeling like we crashed
With a girl from Slovak in a European cab
From a set of habits, I can see momentums mashed
If we were commuting, this train would f*cking crash
Now my brain’s diluting, I suffer from whiplash
Getting lashed, getting lashed by all of the gods
By all of the gods, by all of the gods.

As my brain’s diluting, I suffer from whiplash
This girl’s now screaming, I think we’ve gone and crashed
The driver’s speaking and the car is still intact
It was only minor, well that’s the end of that
Girl, that’s the end of that as I know
Girl, some things you don’t know.

Dum surfer, don’t suffer
Dumb surfer, don’t suffer
Dumb surfer, don’t suffer
Dumb surfer, don’t suffer
Versuri-lyrics.info
Ay, some things won’t change for a while
Keep me, keep me as the villain
But my prayer, you don’t ownnn.
King Krule lyrics
Video surfer

NADINE COYLE – Go To Work lyrics

Go to work, work, work, work, work, work

[Verse 1]
Sunlight wakes me up
Say good morning
Then I’m rolling
I’m still holding on to you
Seven forty five
The day is dawning

[Pre]
Tell me what I gotta do to
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Tell me what I gotta do to
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Tell me what I gotta do to

[Chorus]
Why don’t you go to work, do your nine to five
Gotta treat me right, you need to earn your stripes
Why don’t you do your thing
Bring the money home just like mama done
Why don’t you go to work
Why don’t you go to work
Do your nine to five
Gotta treat me right
You need to earn your stripes
Why don’t you do your thing
Bring the money home just like mama done
Why don’t you go to work

[Hook]
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
What I gotta do
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
What I gotta do

[Verse 2]
Now you’re acting up
I think it’s stalling
Appreciation boy
That’s all I need from you
Don’t apologise
Just give me something

[Pre]
Tell me what I gotta do to
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Tell me what I gotta do to
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Tell me what I gotta do to

[Chorus]
Why don’t you go to work, do your nine to five
Gotta treat me right, you need to earn your stripes
Why don’t you do your thing
Bring the money home just like mama done
Why don’t you go to work
Why don’t you go to work
Do your nine to five
Gotta treat me right
You need to earn your stripes
Why don’t you do your thing
Bring the money home just like mama done
Why don’t you go to work

[Hook]
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
What I gotta do
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
What I gotta do

[Outro]
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home (what I gotta do)
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home (what I gotta do)
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home (what I gotta do)
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home
What I gotta do

Gucci Mane – Curve Lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane & The Weeknd]
Huh, Gucci
XO (yeah)
1-0 (yeah)
1-7 (yeah)
Brrr! Brrr! Go!

[Verse 1: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
The kid back on the whiskey
Virginia Black got me tipsy
I’m in L.A. like I’m Nipsey
Spanish girls wanna kiss me
A nigga wanna come and diss me
And put a hex like a gypsy
They kill themselves, no wrist bleed
Got suicides on my SV
She do it all for the Fendi
She do it all for the Gucci (Gucci!)
Baby girl wanna choose me
She wanna use and abuse me
I know she wanna text me (wow)
I know she wanna sex me (damn)
50 thou’ make her neck freeze
Fuck her once like “next, please” (brrr, brrr)
My nigga, who would’ve thought? (Huh?)
My nigga, who would’ve thought now? (Now)
I’ll be right back at the top now
I’ll be right back at the top now
I got your girl on my finger
Blowin’ my phone like she’s single
Blowin’ my phone like I’m Cee-Lo (damn)
Somebody needs to come get her (like damn)

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
Like, “Woo!”
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I know you want the Birkin
Baby, are you worth it?
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (brrr)
I need to know for certain (it’s Gucci!)
Tell me, are you worth it?

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Say I, a star was born last night
Way you showed out on that dick, girl, you performed last night
That’s why you deserve that first class flight
Bye bye, ’cause I just quenched your thirst last night
I’m in Dubai
Somebody tell the prince that the kingpin has arrived
If I lived over here, I’d prolly have one hundred wives (damn!)
Walkin’ in the club and they like, “Gucci just arrived” (Gucci!)
I ordered up a dub and then I threw it in the sky
I told her I’m iight, now she look like she surprised (I’m iight)
She look like a model, but a devil in disguise
All these chains on me, I look like Dion in his prime
You know you came to fuck, so why the fuck we wastin’ time?
I got the kind of wood that make a woman lose her mind
I’m young, rich and handsome, baby, I’m one of a kind
Just keep it real with me, baby, it won’t cost you a dime (Gucci!)
I know you got expensive taste and I don’t even mind

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
Like, “Woo!”
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (got that work)
I know you want the Birkin
Baby, are you worth it?
With the curve (with the curve, it’s Gucci!)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work
I need to know for certain
Tell me, are you worth it? (You know Wop)

Russ – Think Twice Lyrics

[Chorus]
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say shit
So much fake shit ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
This ain’t no average Joe shit, this is everyday Russell
Joe got a day job, that’s an everyday struggle
This for all the slow rappers who subliminally diss
You can at it, you can text it but you’d rather be bitch
But it’s hard to hear the hate over these waves crashing
I think your time is up, I think your waves crashing
All that fade catching you promoting shit is all talk
The difference is my life is still lit when I log off, pussy go head

[Chorus]
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say shit
So much fake shit ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Fuck these fake alliances
I don’t be buying shit, it’s not in my interest
You be window shopping, I be buying it
I’m fly as shit
Just keep in mind what position you in
If you lucky I might make a song and diss you again
And when I say you, I meant you too
They call me Bono
Rappers sending subtweets, rappers stealing logos
Rappers feeling jumpy
Then bounce pussy, pogo
This gon’ get a billion streams
This for the rappers who need promo
This for rappers who need other rappers hooks to go bronze
This for rappers who need other rappers shows to go on
(Go off)
These for rappers who still suck still
Six years later you still stuck still
Still on the uphill
There’s some rappers who won’t be here by the next June
There’s some rappers who still asking for some leg room
I just give em half a bar like they give themselves
I kick back and watch these losers go and kill themselves

[Chorus]
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say shit
So much fake shit ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (yeah, yeah)

[Outro]
These junkie ass rappers basing brands off of drug addiction
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out?
You the one who got kids od’ing tryna be like you
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out?
Yeah, yeah

The Game – Heaven 4 A Gangster Lyrics

[Intro]
Can’t forget about my OG Heron
My nigga’ Montreal
My nigga’ 2Pac
Hussein Fatal
And Kadafi

[Verse 1]
It’s like riding down Greenleaf
Dre Day, smokin’ green leaf (uhh)
Draco’ in the front seat
And just to think, I made all this off one key
Hurricane
Two feet in Compton, one deep
Can’t ride with me, ‘less I’m Pimp C and you Bun B
My flag ain’t got no stars on it, fuck my country
Get your toupée knocked off tryin’ Donald Trump me
I’m the OG to the YG’s
You ain’t seen what I seen
My cousin Tasha shot in the stomach, pregnant at 19
She died, but the baby kept stompin’
That how hard us little niggas come up
Born and raised in Compton
We earned this shit, learnt this shit
City used to be all white
Look how we turnt this shit
2Pac turning in his grave from all this nonsense
A little soldier ain’t from Bompton
I put that on the homies

[Bridge]
God said in the last days there would be times of difficulty. For people would become lovers of self, lovers of money, proud, too arrigant, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, heartless, unappeasable, slanderous without self-control. Lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God. This calls for wisdom. Let the one who has understanding calculate the number of the beast. fuck Donald Trump, homie

[Chorus]
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)

[Verse 2]
God, forgive me for my sins
World full of bitch niggas
Lord, keep me out the pen
Keep my sons on the right track
My daughter on her momma side
Let the wind hit my baby face, its gonna be homicide
You don’t father like I father, nigga
I father kids and I father niggas
I done been on Lil’ Yachty
Shot crips with Lil’ Uzi
Got bricks from the Migos
And my is bitch bad and boujee
Every time I turn around
Somebody trying to sue me
And old friends turn colors
Like Notorious B.I.G., Coogi
I promise this ain’t a movie, my nigga
This ain’t on Netflix
This is every time you in the club, we gonna set trip
Another dead body on the dance floor
That’s what them hood niggas do, when them bands low
Red rag on my head, I’m still Rambo
Fuck a pistol, what these hands for?

[Chorus]
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)

Justin Bieber – Going Down Lyrics

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately

[Verse 1: Justin Bieber]
Yes I’ll give you the low down, baby
Just take it nice and slow, now, baby
Tell me, can you feel the vibrations?
‘Cause I can feel so many sensations right now

[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber]
No, no, no, no regrets
I’ll take control of it
I’ll give you all of it, when I say that, I mean all of it
All of it, yes I will
All of it, yes I will
Ooooh, oh

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately

[Verse 2: Justin Bieber]
I love it when I feel your sexy body layin’ next to me
Woah, oh, oh
When we look into each other’s eyes I’m feelin’ like it’s destiny
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
No one can feel the love that I feel right now
It’s like a drug and I can’t slow down
I wanna tell you, but I don’t know how
So I turn the lights down ’cause it’s feelin’ right now

[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber]
No, no, no, no regrets
I’ll take control of it
I’ll give you all of it, when I say that, I mean all of it
All of it, yes I will
All of it, yes I will
Ooooh, oh

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
How it’s goin’, how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how, that’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
Goin’, how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
How it’s goin’, how it’s goin’ down

[Verse 3]
I wanna do it in the right time
Yeah I only wanna see you in your right mind
I don’t really wanna see you in the night time
Yeah I wanna be the one to make your light shine
I wanna do it in the right time
Yeah I only wanna see you in your right mind
I don’t really wanna see you in the night time
Yeah I wanna be the one to make your light shine

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
How it’s goin’ down, that’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
How it’s goin’, how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how, that’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
Goin’, how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
How it’s goin’, how it’s goin’ down

King Krule – Dum Surfer Lyrics

Dumb Surfer is giving me his cash, won a bet for fifty and now I need a slash
Man this band that’s playing, is playing fucking trash
Skunk and onion gravy, as my brains potato mash
He came across the back of a bureaucratic stash
Shot the lot for credit
And never got it back
He’s smashed im mashed we’re mashed
That cat got slashed in half like that
As venus completes orbit
I’m feeling slightly mashed
The stir fry didn’t absorb it I need another slash
She spoke in English it was low lit where we sat
Remembering her face but that’s the end of that

I’m a step from madness as I puke on pavement slabs
Got a bit embarrassed need to get back to the lab
In the depths of traffic I was feeling like we crashed
With a girl from Slovak in a European cab

From a set of habits I can see momentums mashed
If we were commuting this train would fucking crash
Now my brains diluting I suffer from whiplash
Getting lashed getting lashed by all of the gods

By all of the gods

As my brains diluting I suffer from whiplash
This girl’s now screaming
I think we’ve gone and crashed
The driver’s speaking
And the car is still intact it was only minor well that’s the end of that

Girl that’s the end of that as we know
Girl some things you don’t know

(Dumb surfer)
(Dont suffer) X2?

Ay
Some things won’t change for a while

So keep me as the villain
But my prayer, you don’t own

Chief Keef – Gotta Sack (Remix) Lyrics

[Hook: Chief Keef]

I got a sack now
Try us, it’s mac rounds
Call us 30 clips, shawty blow your back down
You can’t turn me down
‘Cause this is that loud
I ain’t the mans, bitch?
Shit, how that sound?

Just for a fact, now
I got a sack now
I love to stunt, bitch
I act a ass, now (x2)

[Verse 1: Jay J]

If you call that loud, please invest in something louder/
Red beam you can see it from the Eiffel Tower/
But that’s only if you disrespect me while I’m getting allowance wit my niggas/
Why y’all be smoking that midget?/

Getting this high, don’t attempt it/
ASAP this shit can get rocky/
I’m getting that paper, come watch me/
My nigga come watch me/

Bitch nigga I ain’t tryna match/
For a fact that shit you smoking is trash/
Weed smell all in my bag/
On my homies dash, ashes and wraps/

Won’t you go head’ and just turn up the bass/
I mean the bass/
You think your shit’s hot
But really it ain’t/

Hearing you rap is like spit in the face/
I’m wrapping this up with some glue and some tape/
Breaking it down so you can relate/
So high that I’m in a daze/

Orange hairs glisten with the crystals on the face/
Ghost OG right now’s my favorite/

Popcaan – El Chapo Lyrics

[Intro]
Yo yo
El-El Gringo, El Gringo, El Chapo, El Chapo
Boy violate and the chopper dem chop you
Unruly fucking boss

Me ova dweet
Put the ‘K pon repeat
Bullet inna face, anuh feet
Lef’ shell pon the street
Make pure squady see it
Boy gone with the worm fi go sleep

[Verse 1]
Empty the MAC19 inna your face and gone
So real badman kill dem
Police come find dem dead pon the street like dog
M1 rifle a sting dem
Bere one stepper boy give you 1
Pussy, man a bad from day one
Buss out dem head, me no spare man
When mi rifle a spray like Baygon, dawg
Gunshot connect like three way
Slap out dem head pon the freeway
Boy body drop inna middle day
When Grabba Dawg squeeze up the mini ‘K
Pussy dem think dem evil yet
Empty the Intratec inna your pee pee breath
Killy step up inna dem place, bullet inna dem face when dem a watch stage show pon internet
Mmm
Watch the boy neat, and send him home
Down a Madden, pon the ice him chilling out
Coffin and wreath dem picking out
You love chat, gunshot never miss your mouth
Him friend dem a yap a lot
True dem a lack a Glock
Wha’ dem a do?…
If the pussy dem bad, tell dem, “Run in!”
A gunshot a burn him, yeah

[Chorus]
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
Evil head, evil head
Evil medz, evil medz
Evil head, evil head
Man a real Killy Killy
Killy Killy, mmm
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
Evil head, evil head
Evil medz, evil medz
Evil head, evil head
Killy Killy
Killy Killy

[Verse 2]
Pull up pon dem ends inna the Honda Stream
White line just a beat up the laser beam
With the M16, it’s a page me give him
Buss him head inna the traffic, everybody a see him
Double tap, fully auto grains a beat off
No pussy can’t call Unruly weak heart
Shot a knock inna your chest, no shoot no knee part
If you don’t mean it, no make no cheap talk
3 West, Braeton, Naggo Head
Killy dem no ‘fraid fi lef’ a clip inna dem dread
30 inna clip, and me got one inna the head
And anytime me buck dem up, a ten inna dem head
Big MAC90 me lift up
Pussy dem see the fire ball and shit up
Boy a run fi him life and trip up
Iron dog bark, volcano a erupt
Oh!

[Chorus]
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
Evil head, evil head
Evil medz, evil medz
Evil head, evil head
Man a real Killy Killy
Killy Killy, mmm
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
Evil head, evil head
Evil medz, evil medz
Evil head, evil head
Killy Killy
Killy Killy

[Outro]
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
Evil head, evil head
Evil medz, evil medz
Evil head, evil head
Man a real Killy Killy
Killy Killy…

Fergie – You Already Know (feat. Nicki Minaj)

[Chorus: Fergie]
Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking

[Verse 1: Fergie]
Let it go, get rolled, I just can’t hold
Back and forth ’cause I’m the girl with soul
Ain’t controlling effects, so what the heck
Rock the discotheque ’cause this groove is up next
Tease on the camera, freeze while I animate
I’m no amateur, I’m a laminate
I’ma assassinate all the imitates
Then I’ma take a break, and meditate
Hmm, let me think about it
Put my little noodle on the problem, then I drink about it
Drink a little, swig a little, sip a little, spill a little
Feel a little loopy when I get a little tipsy
Beez got me feeling like a gypsy
Smoking on a hookah got me feeling like a hippie, trippy
Gone for a minute and you missed me
Now Fergie back with a bag full of tricksies, what

[Chorus: Fergie]
Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking

[Post-Chorus: Fergie]
This is how I do, this is how I do
This is how I do, this is how I do

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, ayo, let it go, let’s go
I keep a bar like Esco
I wanna ball, where the nets go?
I’m on stage, you can stand where the guests go
Bitches is my sons, they don’t wanna leave the nest, though
They like, aw, where the ref go?
I-I got these hoes scared to pass, I got that intercept flow
I made a movie like Seth Rog’
And since I came in the game, they careers on death row
Damn, they ain’t seen young Nicki in a week
Five shows, made three millie in a week
You are now looking at the the best, the elite
Too bad you can’t go and invest in critiques
I’m thick and petite, tell ’em quick, pick a seat
I pull up in a Ghost, no sheets, trick or treat
I know they on E, but I don’t give a F, though
Bad attitude, but my pussy is the best, though

[Chorus: Fergie]
Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking

[Post-Chorus: Fergie]
This is how I do, this is how I do
This is how I do, this is how I do

[Verse 3: Fergie]
Come get some, you little bums
Dudes want the cake, but they can’t get a crumb
From the original, sexual, visual dope chick and all that good shit
Charismatic when I’m at it
When I add it up, I’m mathematic, baby
Top game, I’m out the attic
There you have it, no dramatics, hold the static
Pose for the camera, daddy, I’m vogueing
Baby, I’m glamorous, and I’m folding
Grammys and AMAs, I’m holding
Amazing the way I keep shit frozen
Cool, that’s true, got new shoes and a new attitude
Got my hair did, got a new hairdo
Come and see me at a venue near you

[Bridge: Fergie]
I said watch me, I said watch me when I drop it
Just watch and learn, baby, watch and learn, baby
It’s hot, it burns so I drop it
Oh baby, watch me when I drop it
You didn’t know I could drop it like that, did you?
You didn’t know I could drop it like that, did you?

[Chorus: Fergie]
Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking

[Post-Chorus: Fergie & Nicki Minaj]
This is how I do, this is how I do
This is how I do, (yeah) this is how I do (yeah)
This is how I do, this is how I do
This is how I do, this is how I do

[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
Make some noise for my girl Fergie Ferg

Rudimental – Sun Comes Up (feat. James Arthur)

[Verse 1]
I wonder, maybe they’d never find me
I’ve been waitin’ such a long, long, long time to feel it
Swallowed by the waters around me
Though I took so many wrong, wrong, wrong turns to see it, woah

[Pre-Chorus]
But I dance through the blisters at night
And I laughed ’til I cried and cried and
I ran ’til my feet couldn’t run no more (no more, no more)
And I sat ’til my lungs were burnin’
‘Til I know I’m alive, alive, yeah
I’ll sit ’til I can’t hear words no more

[Chorus]
Suddenly the sun comes up
And I feel my love floodin’ back again, yeah
Until the sun goes up
And I feel my love comin’ up again
Suddenly the sun comes up
And the dark is gone
We made it to the dawn
And I don’t miss you anymore
When the sun comes up
I can feel my love comin’ back again

[Verse 2]
It wasn’t easy tryin’ to run with these handcuffs
I had to sleep through such a cold, cold, cold night to see it
Green flashes hit me right where I’m standing
Sunlight cut into your bones, bones, bones, started to heal it

[Pre-Chorus]
But I dance through the blisters at night
And I laughed ’til I cried and cried and
I ran ’til my feet couldn’t run no more (no more, no more)
And I sat ’til my lungs were burnin’
‘Til I know I’m alive, alive, yeah
I’ll sit ’til I can’t hear words no more

[Chorus]
Suddenly the sun comes up
And I feel my love floodin’ back again, yeah
Until the sun goes up
And I feel my love comin’ up again
Suddenly the sun comes up
And the dark is gone
We made it to the dawn
And I don’t miss you anymore
When the sun comes up
I can feel my love comin’ back again

[Bridge]
Give a little light
To get a little love back
Give a little light
To get a little love back
Give a little light
To get a little love back
Won’t you give it
Give a little love back
Give a little light
To get a little love back
Won’t you give it
Turn your light on me
Give a little light
To get a little love back
Give a little, to get a little love
Give a little light
To get a little love back
To get a little love back

[Pre-Chorus]
Dance through the blisters at night
I laughed ’til I cried and cried and
I ran ’til my feet couldn’t run no more (no more, no more)
And I sat ’til my lungs were burnin’
I’m alive, alive
I can’t hear words no more

[Chorus]
Suddenly the sun comes up
And I feel my love
Sun comes up again, my love
Until the sun comes up
And I feel my love comin’ up again
I can feel my love, I can feel my love

[Outro]
Sun comes up
I can feel my love comin’ back again

Liz Huett – STFU & Hold Me

[Verse 1]
You’re telling me to be more honest
Thinking I should be a bit more polished
But I’m coming from a line of problems
I was born and I became a product
Feel you think about it when we’re touching
When I only want you to trust in me

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, sour candy and whiskey
Oh, on the first night you kissed me
Oh oh, that’s when falling was easy

[Chorus]
This is what you get, you gotta love me
Gave you all I got if you could trust me
I ain’t got the heart to feel lonely
Telling me you wanna take it slowly
Shut the fuck up and hold me
Shut the fuck up and hold me

[Verse 2]
Started with a bang went all in
With a little reckless abandon
We were smoking in the canyon
Now we’re broken and crash landing
If we focus will you back to standing
Focus we’ll get back

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, sour candy and whiskey
Oh, on the first night you kissed me
Oh oh, that’s when falling was easy

[Chorus]
This is what you get, you gotta love me
Gave you all I got if you could trust me
I ain’t got the heart to feel lonely
Telling me you wanna take it slowly
Shut the fuck up and hold me
Shut the fuck up and hold me
Shut the fuck up

[Bridge]
Baby why you gotta talk so much?
Why you gotta complicate this love?
Just shut up, shut up oh
Just shut up, shut up
We go in circles till I’ve had enough
I think the problem is you talk too much
Just shut up, shut up

[Chorus]
This is what you get, you gotta love me
Gave you all I got if you could trust me
I ain’t got the heart to feel lonely
Telling me you wanna take it slowly
Shut the fuck up and hold me
Shut the fuck up and hold me

This is what you get, you gotta love me
Gave you all I go if you could trust me, trust me
I ain’t got the heart to feel lonely
Telling me you wanna take it slowly
Shut the fuck up and hold me
Shut the fuck up and hold me
Shut the fuck up and hold me

Minelli – Empty Spaces

Tell me why you’re crying
As I can see the faith in your eyes
And I feel that you’ll be fallin’
Don’t you know you’re not alone now

Crying
Now I can see the faith in your eyes
And I feel that you’ll be fallin’
Tell me where you wanna go

Sometimes you hide
You slide to empty spaces
Coz you don’t know who you are
To find, to find the light

Sometimes you hide
Sometimes you search for places
Tryin to find out who you are
Just find, to find the light

Sometimes you hide
Sometimes you hide

And now the day is dawning
You gotta break the silence
Coz I, I don’t wanna see you fallin’
Don’t you know you’re not alone now

Risin’, you gotta break the silence
Coz I, I don’t wanna see you fallin’
Don’t you know where you wanna go

Sometimes you hide
You slide to empty spaces
Coz you don’t know who you are
To find, to find the light

Sometimes you hide
Sometimes you search for places
Tryin to find out who you are
Just find, to find the light

I Prevail – Alone (Animated Music Video)

We used to have it all
It was us against the world, but now
I’ve been sleeping on my own
Spending all these nights alone knowing you’re not coming home
‘Cause you’re running through my dreams
It’s like you’re on repeat
Feels like eternity, and I can’t believe
I let you in, you left me out
You left me on my own, you left me all alone
I let you in, you bled me out
You left me skin and bone, you left me all alone
You left me all alone
You left me all alone
I would’ve gave it all
Truth be told I can’t believe you’re gone
Like a dream I can’t recall
Now I gotta face the fact that you’re never coming back
‘Cause you’re running through my dreams
It’s like you’re on repeat
Feels like eternity, and I can’t believe
I let you in, you left me out
You left me on my own, you left me all alone
I let you in, you bled me out
You left me skin and bone, you left me all alone
You used to run, run through my veins
And to be honest, I know I’ll never be the same
I let you in, you left me out
You left me on my own, you left me all alone
You left me all alone
I see you in my dreams
I can’t believe you’re gone
When it’s too dark to see, I’ll leave the light on
I’ll leave the light on
I’ll leave the light on
When it’s too dark to see
I let you in, you left me out
You left me on my own, you left me all alone
I let you in, you bled me out
You left me skin and bone, you left me all alone
You used to run, run through my veins
And to be honest, I know I’ll never be the same
I let you in, you left me out
You left me on my own, you left me all alone

Bryson Tiller – Run Me Dry

[Verse 1]
I think she love me, ’cause I got the check on me
Wan’ spend the day and flex on me
Put a curse and hex on me
Scratch out my name, put the X on me
You should come check on me
Talk dirty and caress on me
Fuck it, might as well get undressed for me
Love how you get that pussy wet for me
Put a lot of stress on me
You used to obsess for me
Call the station and request for me
You done went and got a big head on me

[Chorus]
You’re running me dry
Oh girl, you’re running me dry
Cried my last tear drop
Saw bad when I told her "Bring it here"
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go
Drop that, down, Imma pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go
Oh, you tryna roll
Let’s go
Let’s go, oh yeah
Oh, you’re the reason I even
Saw bad when I told her "Bring it here"
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go
Drop that, down Imma pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go

[Verse 2]
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Used to break my neck for you
Spend my paycheck on you
Put my account in the red for you
Damn near put myself in debt for you
You made me obsessed for you
Thought I had the same effect on you
Couldn’t see I was the best for you
Now you gotta figure out what’s next for you
Now you feel regret, oh, do you?
Baby, I could care less for you
Trust, I’m not even sweating you
You ran me dry, bet it gets to you (Oh yeah)
Out of respect for you
I curved bitches on the internet for you
I lost all respect for you
Baby, it’s my turn to flex on you

[Chorus]
You’re running me dry
Oh girl, you’re running me dry
Cried my last tear drop
Saw bad when I told ’em bring it here
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Drop that, down, Imma pick it up, up, up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Oh, you tryna roll
Let’s go
Let’s go, yeah
Oh, you’re the reason I even
Saw bad when I told her bring it here
Drop down, pick it up, up, up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Drop that, down Imma pick it up, up, up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go

Bhad Bhabie – From The D To The A

[Verse]
Fuck the ops, run a lil hoe out her socks
I got money like I’m trappin’, but I been left the block though
Bitches hear I’m laying where they stay
Now they scared, wanna lock doors, runnin’ up this place
I ain’t worried bout no mad hoes, I ain’t worried bout no hoe
All these brands wanna give me checks, I put something on it 50 bands, not a penny less
Why you bitches penniless, you rode a Bentley yet?
You still riding coach now bitch, I’m on the private jet

Down with the win now I’m getting to it
Got deals on the line (pssh!) bitch you stupid 600 hundreds, what’s that 60 bands?
Keep adding up now this knot can’t fit in my hands
You cannot relate, I been eating good
You can’t find a plate
Talking shit off in my comments
But my bank account is straight
Somebody tell these hoes to get a life
I’m on my spend whatever shit
So I don’t pay attention to the price

Like, ten bands, fifty bands got all kind of dough
Garage feelin’ haunted ain’t no spirits I just copped a ghost
Hair stand up on my arm cause my wrist cold
Take my Rollie off before the fame make that bitch fold
Sit these hoes pockets just for talking reckless
She a finesse, easy for her to cop a check bitch
Smack her down then it’s over, yeah that neck done
Lesson learned, now to tell your friends, I’m not the one
I was 6 figure rich now, I’m 7 up
Broke hoe, your record deal worth 11 bucks

You scared while I’m in town
Here’s the addy, you should pop up
Spend the money like I never lift the peddle up
Got popped for blowing gas after court
People tryna violate me so I keep my convo short
I don’t know you hoes, I ain’t tryna hang with ya
I’m just tryn get these bands
Ain’t here to play no games wit ya
Tats in my skin, racks in my purse
He was talkin’ down, I made his girl put it in reverse

Dealing with probation, got no life
And shit it could be worse
5 lawyers handling my case, it keep me free to work
My ex bestie leaked my number and my addy sharing info with the courts
Tryna partner with my daddy
But I’m still roaming free bitch when you see me bitch don’t dap me
Or I’ll be running on your heels
You better run it like a track meet

Harry Styles – The Chain (Fleetwood Mac Cover) (In The Live Lounge) (Live)

Listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise
Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies

And if, you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)

And if you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)

Listen to the wind blow, down comes the night
Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies
Break the silence, damn the dark, damn the light

And if you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)

And if you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)

And if you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)

Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)

In Real Life – Eyes Closed

[Verse 1: Chance Perez]
Hey, love
What you doing later?
‘Cause I’ve got a great place to take you
I’ll be on, on my best behavior
‘Cause I want you illuminated

[Pre-Chorus: Drew Ramos]
There’s something ’bout the way your mind works
It might be how you’re looking at the world
It’s deeper than your looks and your curves
There’s something ’bout you

[Chorus: All]
I can feel it in your heart
I can hear it in your tone
I can see it in the dark
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
I can hear it in your words
And it feels so good, it hurts
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
I wish you could see what, see what I’m seeing
Feel what I’m feeling
I can feel it in your heart
I can hear it in your tone
I can see it in the dark
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful

[Verse 2: Brady Tutton]
God, help me
I’m wrapped around your finger
My friends think I’m hallucinating
When you’re gone, all I do is think of you, lady
So, God, help me

[Pre-Chorus: Sergio Calderon]
There’s something ’bout the way your mind works
It might be how you’re looking at the world
It’s deeper than your looks and your curves
There’s something ’bout you

[Chorus: All]
I can feel it in your heart
I can hear it in your tone
I can see it in the dark
Even with my eyes closed you’re beautiful
I can hear it in your words
And it feels so good, it hurts
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
I wish you could see what, see what I’m seeing
Feel what I’m feeling
I can feel it in your heart
I can hear it in your tone
I can see it in the dark
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful

[Verse 3: Michael Conor]
Holy smokes, I’m lucky
She the homie, she so funny
Watch her racing to the money
We just crashing on these dummies
From a princess to a queen
To the finer things to impress her
She a real one so I never gotta question

[Bridge: Drew Ramos]
I can feel it in your heart
I can hear it in your tone
I can see it in the dark
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
Even with my eyes closed

[Chorus: All]
I can feel it in your heart
I can hear it in your tone
I can see it in the dark
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
I can hear it in your words
And it feels so good, it hurts
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
I wish you could see what, see what I’m seeing
Feel what I’m feeling
I can feel it in your heart
I can hear it in your tone
I can see it in the dark
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful

[Outro]
Even with my, even with my, even with my eyes closed (even with my eyes closed)
Even with my, even with my, even with my eyes closed
Even with my eyes closed

Jimmy Wopo – Came Home

[Chorus]
Came home wit’ a check
I spent like 4 on my neck
Came home with a tech
I put that all on lil deck
Came home doin’ good
There ain’t a reason to stress
Came home to the hood
I put that shit on the Nets

[Verse]
I’m on the stoop gonna take one
This not rerun
She watchin’ wovies like Morgan
This ain’t a Freeman
Watchu gon’ do when you blow up?
Put paint and some rims on a Nissan
Got young shootas outta D-1
I got this juice like Capri Sun
I’m in the game like the superdome
Get posted on like Karl Malone
Take down the beef and we eat the bones
You betta run the hyena home
Shittin’ on niggas I’m Mr. Jones
Fuck signin’ deals I don’t need a loan
I’m up so high I’ma need a drone
(Lean got me shinin’ in downtown)
First day I spent more bands
On a nigga head before he hit the can
Eatin ‘hana soon as I land
Steak and shrimp do the Beni dance
Probation on me so I need the xans
I’m fallin’ over can’t keep my stance
I’m [?] like fuck durant
I’m on the cheese like a Packers fan
We got the gun from out pakistan
I’m on the chicken no pack of ranch
I pick the bass and it’s underhand
With the [?] in my other hand
All this color money in my rubber band
Like young niggas in the soccer van
Banana clips on Tarzans
100 shots in my car band

[Chorus x2]
Came home wit’ a check
I spent like 4 on my neck
Came home with a tech
I put that all on lil deck
Came home doin’ good
There ain’t a reason to stress
Came home to the hood
I put that shit on the Nets

Nipsey Hussle – Grindin All My Life

[Hook]
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life

[Verse 1]
Look, I’m married to this game, that’s who I made my wife
Said I’ll die alone, I told that bitch she prolly right
One thing that’s for sure, not a stranger to this life
Got a safe that’s full of Franklins and a shoulder full of stripes
I don’t know a nigga like myself
I say self made, meanin’ I designed myself
County jail failed, you can pull my file yourself
Bar raised, swallow rocks, I’m gettin’ high myself
Damn right, I like the life I built
I’m from west side, 60, shit, I might got killed
Standin’ so tall, they think I might got stilts
Legendary baller, like Mike, like Wilt
’96 Impala thug, life on wheels
Up against the walls, squabble at Fox Hills
Like a motherfuckin’ boss, ask me how I feel
Successful street nigga touchin’ his first mil

[Hook]
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life

[Verse 2]
Look, I got everythin’ I said I was gon’ get on my kid
In addition to that fact, I went legit on that shit
Now accordin’ to the way that I’m positioned in this biz
It look like I’m just gon’ keep on gettin’ rich
I know that west side, RSC’s is us
LAPD on my dick, I’ma squeeze and bust
If a rap nigga dead, switch cheese and bust
All this rap money, nigga, look I need too much
Money, loyalty and love, in the dream we trust
You be switchin’ up the players on your team too much
Tiny copy, that’s my loc, yo supreme, what up
And we travel round the world gettin’ cream and what
Ain’t you get off on whoever hustle, seem to rush
Las Vegas, strip pop, yeah, you creep them punks
After all that lookin’ tough, all he see was stumps
50 Cent and Mayweather flee the scene with us, true story

[Hook]
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life