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Syd – Bad Dream / No Looking Back

[Verse 1]
Deeper than still waters
Explorin’ your peaks and your hills
You be fiendin’ the thrills
Cause you’re a freak on the low
Now go as deep as can go, as deep as can go
You let me know that it’s real
And you get mad on the phone
I be hatin’ the tone, there’s just a lot going on
I think you know that I’m missing you still
Though maybe you don’t
Don’t let me get you alone

[Chorus]
I can break you off and hold it down
Give you all the things your body’s asking for
You can get me off, you put it down
You ain’t gotta’ lie, I know you nasty
Said you ain’t gotta’ lie, I know you nasty
Had you screamin’ like a bad dream

No Looking Back:

[Chorus]
We only kiss when we fuckin’
So, we don’t get too attached
‘Cause if this turns into something, we know there’s no looking back
No looking back, nah baby
No looking back, nah baby

[Verse 1]
Pull up on you, "like what it do?"
I crack a brew, you turn on a movie
Nothing to do but lay under you
Roll something, play a little music
I take my time
If it go down, it go ’til the morning
If I go down, you won’t let me go
You gon’ love me girl before you know it
We don’t want that, no we don’t
We won’t commit, no we won’t
Just call me when you get done, call me when you get home

[Chorus]
We only kiss when we fuckin’
So, we don’t get too attached
‘Cause if this turns into something, you know there’s no looking back
No looking back, nah baby
No looking back, nah baby
We only kiss when we fuckin’
So, we don’t get too attached
‘Cause if this turns into something, you know there’s no looking back
No looking back, nah baby
No looking back, nah baby

[Verse 2]
Hit me up around eight or nine
Wanna come over, let’s watch a movie
I’m on my way, you tell me to wait, say your place is a mess
Doesn’t matter to me
Don’t waste your time
Be there in ten, better buzz me in
We say we don’t want no love in this, but [?] don’t resist
We might get lit in the moment, but I’m the shit and you know it
Just call me when you get done, call me when you get home

[Chorus]
We only kiss when we fuckin’
So, we don’t get too attached
‘Cause if this turns into something, we know there’s no looking back
No looking back, nah baby
No looking back, nah baby
We only kiss when we fuckin’
So, we don’t get too attached
‘Cause if this turns into something, we know there’s no looking back
No looking back, nah baby
No looking back, nah baby

BOOTS – Soon Be Gone

[Verse 1]
Soon be gone my mind
Soon be gone I hid my spine
Far beyond time

[Verse 2]
Soon be gone, I’m fine
Soon be gone, I made you mind
Far beyond time
Far beyond the line
Far beyond the days that gone away

[Bridge 1]
Bless my soul while I drain my mind
I’m gone away

[Chorus]
Soon be gone
Soon be gone
Soon

[Bridge 2]
Bless my soul while I separate
Bless my soul while I drain my mind
I’m gone away
Bless my soul while I separate
Metal in my mouth, baby baby I’m gone away
Bless my soul while I drain my mind
I’m gone away

[Chorus]
Soon be gone
Soon be gone
Soon

[Instrumental Outro]

Mobb Deep – Greatness

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Ain’t no mistaken on the position we placin’
We placed with a certain ambition that got’em amped and they wishin’
That these opportunities maybe served like dishes with some persistence
We made these misses into missions with no inter-missions
The vision is met precision precisely u cannot stop that collision
I’ll say it nicely like aright G my mic be my weapon of mass destruction
Or mass Construction while your ass on umption whether he’s about make
To make an eruption or is he gone stop no he’s gone pop and that’s word to MJ
He the king of that bring it back but I ain’t talking bout that line though
I’m talking bout the time I’m already let for the track na,na,na!gimme that
Lemme show you how I beat the beat now be decease I mean cease thee
Don’t let me bring the heat cause you could feel it even in the sea
So stop with ya A’s an B’s now watch me Double the these syllables
And kill these words like Disyllable Diabolical but enough with all
The dying we gotta live it up like the Mayans Da Prodigy is just tryin’
So this is just ah minor fraction of what I got in my mind and u niggas
Need to get your timing before u step to clock less now watch us just watch us!
Hold up I got this now pick it up pick pocket flow with it an don’t stop it
Don’t stop it cause if ya drop it you gone remember that ya had it
So just watch me have it Da Prodigy boy Team Infamous and we have this like

[Hook]
Uuuhhh this is greatness an you know it my team show it and we glowin’
Cause we focus like like uuuhhh this is greatness so be patient
Cause our patience is gone make it now watch me take it like like
Uuuhhh this is greatness an you know it my team show it and we glowin
Cause we focus like like uuuhhh this is greatness so be patient
Cause our patience is gone make it now watch me take it like like

[Verse 2]
You have no idea I spit it then I rip it and I gotta give it more
Catch me on the go try to catch a flow while I strike a pose that’s right
I’m hitting any poser if they come closer right in the nose then I gotta show
That I’m two of the best cause I’m too good for one of the best now watch me lay
The competition to rest because I’m restless or maybe that’s just my big ego
Cause he know I always win but I never really blow now that’s what we call dry air
And until I’m air to the throne I’mma just take my time be on my grind young
Gotta homie feeling like 99.1 I’m done

[Hook]
Uuuhhh this is greatness an you know it my team show it and we glowin’
Cause we focus like like uuuhhh this is greatness so be patient
Cause our patience is gone make it now watch me take it like like
Uuuhhh this is greatness an you know it my team show it and we glowin
Cause we focus like like uuuhhh this is greatness so be patient
Cause our patience is gone make it now watch me take it like like

[Outro]

Action Bronson – 9-24-7000 (feat. Rick Ross)

S**t, sweep you off your feet
Like Ryu in the corner
S**t, man, haha
Smooth, man
I’m a f*ckin’ smooth mover, ughhh.(9-24-7000)

Yo if I didn’t say it’s me you would probably think it’s Sting
My fish go bling, what, this old thing?
I never switch up, my brother need a biscuit
Then I’m gripped up, hangin’ off my shoulder, f*ck the bullshit
November rain came the same day versuri-lyrics.info
My daughter taught me how to do the Nae Nae to Calle 13
Only compare me to Kevin Spacey
Or Rubén Blades, the blunt fat like two tamales
Do a world tour and scoop some dollars
Come home and hit the pool hall
I’m fishbowlin’ new Impalas
Two Russian twins suck while I drive fast
It’s me, man.

I’m the one that takes the wolf head, wears it on my own head
Wisdom from the old heads, you ain’t gettin’ no head
You ain’t gettin’ no bread, you ain’t gettin’ no shows
You ain’t gettin’ no dough, you ain’t gettin’ no h**s
Dawg I hit the best of ’em, mothaf*ck the rest of ’em
Well now I’m nestled in the Tesla eatin’ pretzels, haaa?
I should prolly put a wetsuit on
I’ll be right back..

Young Renzel, line two
Young A.B., I got this you dig?
Yeah, yo
M-M-M-Maybach Music
I love my rude b*tches, end up as new b*tches
Skippin’ school b*tches, cookin’ me food b*tches
All my niggas down, we lookin’ like Fu-Schnickens
Got a few tickets for b*tches who truly digged us
College dormitories, fill ’em with smooth lyrics
Air Max 95s, grey sweats, true menace
Known as a Jonas, complex on the phoner
Simple individual, confident in the Lotus
Foreign ambitions, they go with my last wishes
As I open my eyes, surprised by 7 figures
Baking soda required, decided drug dealin’
Residents is divided amongst the feds and the children
Let him keep totin’ drugs if he willin’ to plead guilty
The star state witness, they’ll hit you up for that selfie
Dro can only help me, Backwood and I’m healthy
I’m the label owner, I’m the only one can shelf me, biggest
MMMMaybach Music
Boss.

Why are we letting things on the outside of our physical penetrate our soul,
penetrate our nuanced wiring system, our cerebral cortex, okay?
What really is a thought? Can you control when a thought arrives outside of the brain?
Can you or can’t you? Is free will a real thing or is it the philosophy of free will?
Seekin’ scripture, hahaaa.

Filatov & Karas – Time Won’t Wait (Lyric Video)

Don’t try to fight it
You know I’m here
Waiting for you
I know you like me
This moment here
Is slipping away

Just say what you want
Take what you need
Everything is yours
Only if you want it
Reach out for love
Don’t be afraid
Don’t, don’t be afraid
Trust me when I say that

Time won’t wait for us
I just want your kiss
I don’t wanna miss this moment
Time won’t wait for us
Open up your heart
Say that we won’t miss this moment
[x2]

I don’t wanna rush you
But time won’t stay still
Don’t ignore what’s between us
I just wanna love you
Don’t know if I will
Just take this chance and…

Say what you want it
Take what you need
Everything is yours
Only if you want it
Reach out for love
Don’t be afraid
Don’t don’t be afraid
Trust me when I say that

Time won’t wait for us
I just want your kiss
I don’t wanna miss this moment
Time won’t wait for us
Open up your heart
Say that we won’t miss this moment

Trust me when I say

Time won’t wait for us
I just want your kiss
I don’t wanna miss this moment
Time won’t wait for us
Open up your heart
Say that we won’t miss this moment

Time won’t wait
Time won’t wait for us
Time won’t wait
Time won’t wait for us
[x2]

Chip – League Of My Own (The Intro) (League Of My Own II Album)

[Intro]
Yo, Jahmaal, wagwan? What’s going on? Dad
I’m just here right now to give you some positive inspiration, okay?
So, I’m prayin’ on a level for you and your team
Ermm, to push forward, you know?
There’s all kind of negativity goin’ on in the world right now
So let me give you some positive vibration on a spiritual level
Just put on your spiritual armour
Uh, there’s a passage in The Bible that I like
Because it talks about spiritual wickedness in high places
But when you got on the full armour of God
Nobody can do anything to you
So just keep goin’ and pray
Because who God bless, no man can curse
You’re in a league of your own, son

[Pre-Verse]
Yeah (Dready)
League of My Own II

[Verse]
Yeah, hop on tracks and just spin them
Smash awards or just win them
The Lord put the powers in them
Go on then, trust your gut, do your ting then
I’m on family and business
Fuckboy, you ain’t fam, mind your business
This one’s out to those who lost interest
Payback ain’t enough, I want interest
So bun A.M. or P.M., it’s CM
Where them devils gone? I can’t see ’em
I’m one hell of a spiritual bein’
With my eyes closed, see you preein’
You see a track, to me that’s MCin’
But MOBO just got a key in
I been bookin’ flights, need to book a VO
Cuh I miss my brudda, need to see him
It’s some baby boy cradle, dawg
Cash Motto, we stable, dawg
I got a buff ting lickin’ my balls
I ain’t lickin’ no label’s arse
I’m in west with Hollow and Clark
I’m on a success journey, dawg
Lines crossed when you go too far
Try and holla back, it’s a par
Cookin’ that hocus pocus again
Went off track, gotta focus again
Ounce just landed, I’m rollin’ again
Dropped that chick, now I’m zonin’ again
Twelve years man been studyin’ me
Nah, just-come youts not studyin’ them
School of grime, you wasn’t there
Me, I’m class, study again, mm
Lightin’ up this jetpack
Other side of bare setbacks
Talk on the level that my intellect’s at
Dumb youts comin’ at me, I expect that
Might not tek that errupt ting if I let that
Kick my finger, you’ll get that burst (boom)
Sticks and stones will bruk up bones
When my words fly, they hurt
‘Nough of these youts just talk loads about roadman
You bred award shows (dead)
Fuckin’ wit’ dem man, you fuckin’ wit’ dem man?
You fuckin’ wit’ dem man? You all hoes (‘llow it)
Wait, demanem don’t like me
All of a sudden, they all bros?
Fuck it, man, that’s how the game goes (‘llow it)
I knew his circle, he changed, woes
Evil climate, dawg (mad)
I sit with my Buddha heads, light a candle
Then write some violent bars
Grind it, bill it, and spark
I may take time on the album same way
Make a bomb and drop it on the same day
If any fuckin’ spitter thinks I’m playin’ games
You could check my history, I ain’t sayin’ names (brrah)
Smoke weed till my eye, dem bleed (red)
Can’t bury me, I’m a seed (never)
And I’m blossomin’, how ya mean? (Ya vexed, ya vexed)
When you see the paw lookin’ clean (gang)
And I threw out four, that’s a team (squad)
It’s Cash Motto, how ya mean? (Soft)
Ten years since League of My Own
Core fans still feelin’ the flow
Are you feelin’ me though? (Huh?)
Yes or no? Still doin’ me, wah blow (trust)
Planet of the Apes in my hood so I move like a monkey
I know when to hold on and when to let go (yeah)
When to be seen and when to be ghost
I am not on keepin’ enemies close
Cuh my dawgs, dem ’round me only (rah)
And we’re like "Bun dem man, they phoney" (rah)
Haven’t known man longer than I knew man for
So I don’t why they think they know me (why?)
When I let go, scotch bonnet only (rah)
Already proved that I’ll be in my own league (yeah)
‘Llow me, I’m back in my zone, dawg (zone)
Just tryna outdo my own bars (ayo)
Man might hear this and think that I’m chattin’ ’bout dem (rah)
But nah, I’m not chattin’ ’bout you (rah)
So how about you focus on you and stop preein’ my ting? (Rah)
Cuh I don’t wanna pop off on you (rah)
In front of your followers, boom
When I’m live in the booth, give up who’s followin’ you
Cuh the lies get borin’, true
Got shankin’ bars, right now man are borin’, true (yeah)
Stitch up the beat when I leave the booth (mad)
Kill a MC, that ain’t shit to do (nuttin’)
Cut a gyal off, you ain’t shit to me (nah)
Come of my line, I got shit to do (tsk)
Man pree my career and tek this ting for stick and move
So no more spittin’ like I ain’t got shit to lose
Them MCs with shit to prove (done)
I’m a lyrical prof (God sent)
I might diss myself in a minute
And see if I take off like my lyrical opps (why not?)
How many lyrics do you got? Who’s a lyrical boss? (Huh?)
Burn that bridge, can you mend it?
New year’s resolution: no sendin’
Fuckboys will never see my endin’
League of My Own II, album pendin’

[Outro]
Yeah (Dready)

Chip – Gets Like That (feat. Ghetts) (League Of My Own II Album)

[Chorus: Chip]
Yeah, it gets like that
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Yeah, trust me, I can’t take a cheque like that
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Yeah, trust me, I can’t take a cheque like that
On a hype to me, I’m on a hype right back (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Yeah, trust me, I can’t take a cheque like that
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Yeah, trust me, I can’t take a cheque like that (mm)

[Verse 1: Chip]
You’re not a vet like that (nah)
You can’t pull up on a set like that (nah)
Mic check, yeah, I cut cheques like that (yeah)
Spud me, nah, we ain’t bless like that (wagwan)
Man get me vexed like that (uh)
Didn’t wanna smoke, got stressed like that (yeah)
Mez like that, get the cess like that
Everyting irie and blessed like that (yeah)
Oi, Chipmunk, how you shine like that? (How?)
Come through, have your time twice like that (yeah)
Gyal on my Ericsson, gyal on my Nokia
Still got girls on my line like that (hmm hmm)
Sometimes I write technical bars
I’m still nice when I one line like that (yeah)
Vibes, you ain’t stepping on mine like that (nah)
Nice on the field, I’m a mine like that (bye bye)

[Chorus: Chip]
Yeah, it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Yeah, trust me, I can’t take a cheque like that (nah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Yeah, trust me, I can’t take a cheque like that
On a hype to me, I’m on a hype right back (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Yeah, trust me, I can’t take a cheque like that (nah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Yeah, trust me, I can’t take a cheque like that (mm)

[Verse 2: Chip]
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
When it gets like that, I go Ghetts like that (rah)
When I’m in the lab like decks like that
It won’t be collar at your neck like that (rah)
You ain’t got the tricks of the trade like that
Shit I’ve been through, diamonds get made like that (yeah)
Try and apply press’ my way
Apply press’ my way and apply press’ right back
When I don’t wanna do but I do it the best way
I was through it, yeah, I find my way like that (yeah)
Old school man know my ways like that (yeah)
New school man felt my pain like that (yeah)
Before them man had money and fame
Don’t chat shit, never got girls like that (bait)
How you make man take your girl like that?
No MJ, I’ll rock your world like that (hmm, ha ha ha ha)
These MCs don’t scare me (nah)
If who dares wins, don’t dare me (don’t)
Wicked spirits can’t get near me (never)
Good guy make a bad guy weary (yeah)
Bloody Mary (yeah), sweet Jesus
I’ve took stones word to Christ
Put on my life, man’s live when you put me on the mic
When it gets like that, man’s nice (hmm hmm)

[Bridge]
Make sure you get straight to the point
With every dubplate, everything that gets played

[Chorus: Chip]
Yeah, it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Yeah, trust me, I can’t take a cheque like that (nah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Yeah, trust me, I can’t take a cheque like that (mm)

[Verse 3: Ghetts]
It gets like that
No safety 38 spec like that (yah)
45 on each side
When I’m in the gym, man bench like that (yah)
I tell a girl you ain’t gonna find nobody better
I get back my ex like that (ha ha ha)
I’ve won when the odds are against me
So don’t place a bet like that (nah)
I’m on a whole ‘nother level to MCs
We ain’t no regular MCs
I went to the mountain (what?) with a fountain
None of you niggas don’t pen like that (none of them)
You some biro niggas (ah)
Payback, I owe niggas (rah)
Don’t get no bright ideas
‘Cause I aim at light bulb niggas (rah-gyah-gyah-gyah-gyah, go)
Reflectin’
I don’t like those mirrors
My name’s Justin
But I don’t cry no rivers
(Fuck’s sake)
Ice cold, I don’t shiver
You ain’t got a murderer in you
Continue, I know killers
16 bars but I just told Chip I can’t end like that
There’s no cards when I stack (ooh)
No talk when I rap (ooh)
When I sell, I
Red dot on anybody lookin’ red eye (bang)
Headshot from the semi (bang)
Oh well, I don’t give a fuck and you can tell I don’t
It’s so hard to pretend, N-L-I (woah)

[Chorus: Chip]
Yeah, it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Yeah, trust me, I can’t take a cheque like that (nah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Yeah, trust me, I can’t take a cheque like that (nah)
On a hype to me, I’m on a hype right back (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Yeah, trust me, I can’t take a cheque like that (nah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that (yeah)
Didn’t wanna do it but it gets like that
Yeah, trust me, I can’t take a cheque like that (mm)

Chip – Honestly (feat. 67) (League Of My Own II Album)

[Intro: TTC Subway Announcer]
The next station is Don Mills
Don Mills Station

[Chorus: Chip]
You should be honest, G (you should be honest, G)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Admit it, you’re onto me (admit it, admit it)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
What made you turn on me? (What made you turn on me?)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Cash Motto policy (policy, policy)
Honesty, honesty (yeah, yeah)
I got a pack on me (I got a pack on me)
I got a stack on me (I got a stack on me)
Get money by honest means (money, more money)
Honestly, honestly (yeah, yeah)
She used to front on me (she used to front on me)
But now she in front of me (now she in front of me)
It’s funny how things have changed (ever so funny)
Honestly, honestly

[Verse 1: Chip]
I got the world on me (I got the world on me)
I got your girl on me (I got your girl on me)
Yo, what’s that smell on me? (Yo, what’s that smell on me?)
Could be Chanel on me (could be Chanel on me)
Could be the weed on me (could be the weed on me)
Green be my scenery (green, green)
You rollin’ cigaweed (you rollin’ cigaweed)
You ain’t as lean as me (lean, lean)
I got the quality (I got the quality)
I got the quantity (I got the quantity)
I’m way too sure in me (I’m way too sure)
And nobody hot for me (no, no)
They took their shots at me (they took their shots at me)
But that wasn’t stoppin’ me (that wasn’t stoppin’ me)
Honestly, honestly (oh, God)
It’s over, don’t bother me (leave me alone)
Labels wan’ talk to me (labels wan’ talk to me)
But what you wan’ offer me (what you wan’ offer me)
Right now, I sign myself (Cash Motto)
Ain’t nobody droppin’ me (own boss)
Deal with me properly (deal with me properly)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
If I ain’t your cup of tea (I ain’t your cup of tea)
Still ain’t no muggin’ me (yeah)

[Chorus: Chip]
You should be honest, G (you should be honest, G)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Admit it, you’re onto me (admit it, admit it)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
What made you turn on me? (What made you turn on me?)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Cash Motto policy (policy, policy)
Honesty, honesty (yeah, yeah)
I got a pack on me (I got a pack on me)
I got a stack on me (I got a stack on me)
Get money by honest means (money, more money)
Honestly, honestly (yeah, yeah)
She used to front on me (she used to front on me)
But now she in front of me (now she in front of me)
It’s funny how things have changed (ever so funny)
Honestly, honestly

[Verse 2: Dimzy]
Alright, honestly, honestly (honestly)
These hookers don’t bother me (bother me)
Got a rusty spinners and [?] with bells
I will smoke man, honestly (bah, bang)
Man’s fuckin’ up the music ting
But feds wanna lock me properly (wanna lock me)
My nigga spent racks on his wrist
Just so he can see the time properly (flexin’)
Honestly, honestly
These niggas rat for a bit of cheese (snitchin’)
My nigga put Luger nines in the MAC
And he crashed that properly (grrah, grrah)
Walk in the club and they clockin’ me (clockin’ me)
Bare iPhones snapshottin’ me (flash)
Ciroc in my cup and I’m faded
Tell bro roll up the broccoli (oi, bill it for me)
I got shooters and we serious
Machinery that’s on deck (big ones)
From a dotty to a mock
Man’s street-sweepin’ in sets (grah)
So we’re chartin’, got an award
But the feds wanna put it to an end (fuck ’em)
I want big bags of that bread
Gotta give mum slices of bread (money)

[Chorus: Chip]
You should be honest, G (you should be honest, G)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Admit it, you’re onto me (admit it, admit it)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
What made you turn on me? (What made you turn on me?)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Cash Motto policy (policy, policy)
Honesty, honesty (yeah, yeah)
I got a pack on me (I got a pack on me)
I got a stack on me (I got a stack on me)
Get money by honest means (money, more money)
Honestly, honestly (yeah, yeah)
She used to front on me (she used to front on me)
But now she in front of me (now she in front of me)
It’s funny how things have changed (ever so funny)
Honestly, honestly

[Verse 3: LD]
Beg gemmin’ it
Wanna act like you bang for the girls
You’re a fraud and a damn shame (gem)
I still lurk, I still serve
I still get harassed by these damn jakes (these pigs)
Approach this G with caution
Know how to stand in a man’s face (trust)
But it’s calm, we can all be rude (we can do it)
I just smash man up in my Loubs (smash)
Keep thinkin’ that you’re safe at these shows
And awards ’til my 67 gang intrude (gang)
I make mum so proud (mum)
She used to hate all the things that I do (trust)
She don’t even know what I rap about
But it’s legally payin’ my dues (legally payin’ my gang)
I get love from the bluefoots
Cocos, lighties, and Asians too (yeah, all of dat, all of dat)
They’re in love with my violent past
And the music too (yeah, all of dat, all of dat)
I get Ps from the boxes I bruk down
And the show life too (aight)
And honestly I’m still in the field
Two Ls with a four four two (let’s lurk, gang)

[Chorus: Chip]
You should be honest, G (you should be honest, G)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Admit it, you’re onto me (admit it, admit it)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
What made you turn on me? (What made you turn on me?)
Honestly, honestly (honestly, honestly)
Cash Motto policy (policy, policy)
Honesty, honesty (yeah, yeah)
I got a pack on me (I got a pack on me)
I got a stack on me (I got a stack on me)
Get money by honest means (money, more money)
Honestly, honestly (yeah, yeah)
She used to front on me (she used to front on me)
But now she in front of me (now she in front of me)
It’s funny how things have changed (ever so funny)
Honestly, honestly

Chip – Snap Snap (League Of My Own II Album)

[Intro]
(FaNaTiX)
Ayo, FaNaTiX
Say ya ah gwan, yo

[Chorus]
Snap snap, ya love take picture
But you still don’t get the picture
Girl, you live your life in a filter
It’s not everyday Insta
Snap snap, ya love take picture
How you still don’t get the picture?
Girl, you live your life in a filter
But it’s not everyday Insta

[Verse 1]
Pretty and you know it so mi act like mi nuh notice
Ya have how many man deh pon your line? (Ah bag ah man)
Chip, I need a gyal wah say she cyan’t live without me
Not cyan’t live without no Wi-Fi, so tell me gyal
How your nails done and ya cyan’t cook? (Mad)
You’re too entising, mi cyan’t look (mad)

[Refrain]
Block and garn, it’s too late
Nuh badda put me ‘pon your Gram, you’re too bait becah

[Chorus]
Snap snap, ya love take picture
But you still don’t get the picture
Girl, you live your life in a filter
It’s not everyday Insta
Snap snap, ya love take picture
How you still don’t get the picture?
Girl, you live your life in a filter
But it’s not everyday Insta

[Verse 2]
The way she whine make me stand suh
Mi nuh understand how she nuh give a damn suh
Mi never know a gyal wah love a cam suh
Mi never know a gyal wah love a man suh (Lord)
So me and certain gyal cyan’t relate (nah sah)
Mi want a home cook meal, she want date (nah sah)

[Refrain]
Block and garn, it’s too late
Nuh badda put me ‘pon your Gram, you’re too bait becuh

[Chorus]
Snap snap, ya love take picture
But you still don’t get the picture
Girl, you live your life in a filter
It’s not everyday Insta
Snap snap, ya love take picture
How you still don’t get the picture?
Girl, you live your life in a filter
But it’s not everyday Insta
Snap snap, ya love take picture
But you still don’t get the picture
Girl, you live your life in a filter
It’s not everyday Insta
Snap snap, ya love take picture
How you still don’t get the picture?
Girl, you live your life in a filter
But it’s not everyday Insta
But it’s not everyday Insta

Chip – Normal (feat. Donae’o) (League Of My Own II Album)

[Intro: Chip & Donae’o]
Normal (Donae’o)
Chippy (Donae’o)
Cash Motto inside (Donae’o)
Normal vibe (Donae’o)
Yeah (ah)

[Chorus: Donae’o]
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Pussy on my mind and it’s normal
Money on my mind and it’s normal
Niggas on a hype and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Chilling on my ends and it’s normal
Dem man a bust skeng and it’s normal
Do it, baby — dirty? That’s normal
Do it, baby mama, that be normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal

[Verse 1: Chip]
Yeah, every day I’m high and it’s normal (normal)
Pussy on my mind and it’s normal (normal)
Had to repeat that, normal (normal)
But I keep it real, normal (yeah)
Fuck how you feel, normal (fuck how you feel)
Cuh that’s how I feel, normal (normal)
Tek man’s wifey, normal (ayy)
So niggas don’t like me, normal (mad)
And she wants it bareback, normal (yeah)
‘Cause she’s on the pill, normal (yeah)
Ratchet for real, normal (normal)
Oh, that’s how you feel? Normal (yeah)

[Refrain: Chip]
Henny in my system, normal (normal)
Grade in my cranium, normal (normal)
Fuck the system, normal (straight)
Fuck the system, normal (yeah) (ah)

[Chorus: Donae’o]
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Pussy on my mind and it’s normal
Money on my mind and it’s normal
Niggas on a hype and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Chilling on my ends and it’s normal
Dem man a bust skeng and it’s normal
Do it, baby — dirty? That’s normal
Do it, baby mama, that be normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal

[Verse 2: Chip]
Niggas wanna clash, that’s normal (normal)
Put that in a casket, normal (straight)
Gassed wanna lash, that’s normal (normal)
Put that in a casket, normal (straight)
Body-bagged it, normal (yeah)
MCs body-snatchin’, normal (rah)
Three dubs, hat trick, normal (rah)
Cash show, bagged it, normal (woo)
Bruddas on ends, that’s normal (normal)
Brother in pen, it’s not normal (mad)
Stuntin’ on my daddy on the normal (normal)
Drop Ps to my mum on the normal (ayy)

[Refrain: Chip]
Henny in my system, normal (normal)
Lord, forgive me, normal (normal)
Fuck the system, normal (straight)
Fuck the system, normal (woo) (ah)

[Chorus: Donae’o]
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Pussy on my mind and it’s normal
Money on my mind and it’s normal
Niggas on a hype and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Chilling on my ends and it’s normal
Dem man a bust skeng and it’s normal
Do it, baby — dirty? That’s normal
Do it, baby mama, that be normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal
Every day I’m high and it’s normal

Chip – Confirmed (League Of My Own II Album)

[Verse 1: Chip]
Let ’em know the man’s bossy
Victory laps in my own league
Just took the badge off my stoney
Teenagers rocking rollies, that was my gang
You don’t wanna try man, nah
Yo, I don’t like people approaching me (nah)
Step with the gang and F1
They won’t let you get close to me (nah)
I don’t need closure with people I cut off (nah)
The closure’s in the cutoff (gone)
If you don’t love me just fuck off
Who nah hear, must feel and who nah listen will learn
Cash Motto pull up in the place
Whole team to confirm
And we ain’t overwriten ’til you’re under it
Cuh man will bun ya bridge and swim under it
Breast stroke and that, free smoke and that, you want som’?
Big smile on my face when I’m dishin’ out pain (Pain, bruv)
Old cells can’t save you when lyrics get aimed
So what, you really wanna do this
Come on let’s not be stupid
You know I nip it in the bud quick
Man turn up and get muted (Shut up)
Silent, that’s how i like it
I tell Ashley I’ll do an album, it’s just timing (Summer)
Gyal in my bed naked but I’m vibsing
She wants dick but she’s gotta wait, man’s writing (Chill)
Priorities straight, put no babe before papes (None)
Put icing on rose gold, tell that bitch keep your cake
Safe
And you don’t work like me, I’m a fucking beast (monster)
I got bangers for pagans, unreleased (just chillin)
Cuh there’s bare nobodies tryna be somebody
So you can’t be too proud to slew somebody
Gas mark 9 when I slew somebody (cook that down)
About kill an MC, you ain’t got no bodies

[Hook]
Pull up in a Merc, absolutely confirmed
Pull up and just merk, absolutely confirmed
On my own, cause a hearse, absolutely confirmed
Could feelings hurt from a verse? Absolutely confirmed
Go again…

[Verse 2]
Chipmunk haters, all MCing (Mad)
10 years back they were all broke and preein’
10 years later, I’m still MCing
10 years time, nah I just can’t see it
Pen doing armor and weaponry
Mind bomb flow, don’t step on me
My name will ring in your legacy, pussy
You havi go drown if you tread on me
Just have a think before you step to me
Dem man are young and lost, me?
I’m young and legendary
No point to prove when I’m writing
Just the depends on what gets you excited
Bruce Lee or everyone tryna fight him
A lil’ competition, alright then
No wrestling, when I pin down, let the pins down, I’m striking
You’re thinking bowling I’m on lightning
You’ll think he’s a match ’til I light him up
I get tired of these man claiming they ‘ard
Crash into me, get no courtesy, dawg
So don’t write a verse for me, dawg
Puffin’ on trees, took it back to my roots
And made it work for me dawg (Safe)
You man are new to deals, like why you talkin’?
Man are doing more now with less resources
HP, man are brown saucin’
You think you’re levels but you’re out of orbit
You’re a baby boy, you’ll get a straight abortin’
Been having plaques on the wall from time (long time)
Little fuckboy, where’s your award from grime?
Danielle, man wanna catch me outside? (catch me outside)
But the team’s too tight, Cash Motto inside

[Hook]
Pull up in a Merc, absolutely confirmed
Pull up and just merk, absolutely confirmed
On my own, cause a hearse, absolutely confirmed
Could feelings hurt from a verse? Absolutely confirmed
Pull up in a Merc, absolutely confirmed
Pull up and just merk, absolutely confirmed
On my own, cause a hearse, absolutely confirmed
Could feelings hurt from a verse? Absolutely confirmed

Chip – 34 Shots (League Of My Own II Album)

[Intro]
Swifta production (production, production)
(Production, production)

[Chorus]
Nah, I don’t wanna hurt no one
Chat about bars like guns, it’s fun
I pap-pap-pop-pap-pap just for fun
So carry on until your skin gets bun
Nah, I don’t wanna hurt no one
Chat about bars like guns, it’s fun
I pap-pap-pop-pap-pap just for fun
So carry on, you’ll get…

[Verse]
One shot, two shot, three shot, four
Bus’ shot ’til you can’t tek no more
One got three in the face, one got three in the chest
Both left dead on the floor
I just aim and shoot with a pen
Bun a MC and shoot him again
He ain’t dead yet, shoot him again
We laugh and bun zoots when you’re dead
Man a murderer (yeah)
Fuck around and I’ll murder ya (yeah)
I take shots in the booth, no chaser but I ain’t too burst
To burst a bar (boom)
So fuck around and I’ll burst ya, darg (brr)
It’s Cash Motto, ain’t you heard of us? (Yeah)
Last year, they had me lettin’ off them
Boom, bam, one pad, one pen, what we sayin’ then? (Ayy)
‘Cause he was on it, now look at him runnin’
He had guts ’til I blew out his stomach
I’m on a MAC ting, MACin’ him up
Stop when I want, I don’t run outta rounds
Zone, brilliant flow (woo)
Shoot at my plaque for a million sold (baow)
Kill a MC on the net, was gold
Took shots, never hit a crossbar or post
Just me (Chip), shoot a sniper, call me Bob Lee
Swagger aimin’ properly
And if he’s ‘llowed in grime, it’s ’cause me
Drop the ‘munk, C-H-I-P (yeah)
Still in the booth with liquor and weed (burst)
Hit man but I don’t do it for the Ps
I just lick man down for the Cs
Better than me (huh)? In your dreams (ayy)
Original Beyblade spinner (rah)
My man’s two faced, who’s that nigga? (Mm)
You’re just a artist, you’re not a killer (no)
67 man, one song, what a driller (baow)
Gyaldem sugar (yeah), Zim Zim Zimmer (yeah)
See me ’round town with smirks in the Bimmer (skrr)
These likkle man wanna try get bright
‘Til I dish out the waps, dim dimmer
Spit for the skrilla, backstrap biller (yeah)
Household name, still wanna get bigger (trust)
One Direction when I pop boys, nigga
Actor, you shoulda been on Top Boy, nigga
Blows on, Incredible Hulk (wow)
Costco, yeah, man get it in bulk (blaow)
Just got a brand new Macbook Pro
But it’s called MAC-10 when the shots upload
Yeah, I let that go, the kick back (woah)
Pick a MC like tic-tac-toe
Or ching chang chong, I hit that bong (yeah)
Blast my head off and get the blastin’ on becuh (sheesh)
Right now, man a run for the money (ayy)
I give your top five a run for their money (mm)
Try MCs on a wave, goodbye, MCs
I blukubyebye MCs

[Chorus]
Nah, I don’t wanna hurt no one
Chat about bars like guns, it’s fun
I pap-pap-pop-pap-pap just for fun
So carry on until your skin gets bun
Nah, I don’t wanna hurt no one
Chat about bars like guns, it’s fun
I pap-pap-pop-pap-pap just for fun
So carry on, you’ll get…

[Outro]
I don’t wanna hurt no one
Bars like guns, it’s fun
Just for fun
Carry on, bun
I don’t wanna hurt no one
Bars like guns, it’s fun
Just for fun
Carry on, bun

Chip – Good For You (League Of My Own II Album)

[Hook]
We ain’t gotta go out to eat
Kick back, I cook food for you
Everyday I’m in the mood for you
You make a bad boy good for you
Faithful, I don’t know how to be
But imma’ try learn how for you
See I ride through the hood for you
You make a bad boy good for you

[Verse 1]
Yo, studio this evening
Heartless, to catching feelings
Mani’s or pedi’s, I’ll get you treatments
Come we hit a spa for the week
Tower long, fresh out the shower
Me and you tugether, thats powers
I want your company for life gyal
Baby, we can start for some hours
I think you
Should be mine to the end of time
Had too many selfish nights
But you make me wanna’ share my life
Cus’ I don’t wanna be a playa no more
I wanna’ try here
Something you can think, that makes you wanna whine
What you sayin’, you ain’t ready baby, we give it time
I still see it in your eyes

[Hook]
We ain’t gotta go out to eat
Kick back, I cook food for you
Everyday I’m in the mood for you
You make a bad boy good for you
Faithful, I don’t know how to be
But imma’ try learn how for you
See I ride through the hood for you
You make a bad boy good for you

[Verse 2]
Yo, blast from the past tryna creep
You want me wanna’ block and delete them
I said its [?]
But you should be at mine for my reachin
And we dance and we whine it to cartel
Truth say I took you (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Come baby dance now
No is not the answer
I just wanna’ hear ya say (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know I disappear but forgive me
10 years later, reappear did you miss me?
Single bed in my mums yard, you would lift me
My heart is an iceberg but we got a history
Don’t wanna be a playa no more
I wanna’ try here
Something you can think, that makes you wanna whine
Baby you ain’t ready for me, cool give it time
I still see it in your eyes

[Hook]
We ain’t gotta go out to eat
Kick back, I cook food for you
Everyday I’m in the mood for you
You make a bad boy good for you
Faithful, I don’t know how to be
But imma’ try learn how for you
See I ride through the hood for you
You make a bad boy good for you

[Hook]
We ain’t gotta go out to eat
Kick back, I cook food for you
Everyday I’m in the mood for you
You make a bad boy good for you
Faithful, I don’t know how to be
But imma’ try learn how for you
See I ride through the hood for you
You make a bad boy good for you

Chip – Little Black Book (The Interlude) (League Of My Own II Album)

[Rambo]
Yeah, you know what yeah
I was even gonna have a deeper reasoning with you about
You know the litty commitee gang that come up, come around
When it’s Litty commitee but you over stand the ting so I know that there’s certain things
If I say, like you ready
No
You know them ones there
Just to touch on it whilst we’re on the subject
Like, I don’t know if you remember
Like way back, when you were like um
Them times where you were drilling yeah
It was, I was just like see make sure you keep a little black book
For these mo’fuckers that are tryna’ wrong you in the time of need
You know them ones there
There the guys that I can’t stand
You know like obviously, man you were building up to your ting
You know dem ones there
You know people they try to pull you down and
Even if they’re not tryna pull you down
They’re just not tryna give us positive guidance
You know them ones there
But now they probably have all the positivity words in the world fam
And again, it goes without saying
I’m sure you’ve got the black book secured in your head
And just take note, cuz not even to bring negativity to the board
But certain people get too much easy rides around here
You know them ones there
And I know you feel it sometimes as well so
I’m glad that you’re conscious about that
But yeah man, just get back to fucking business fam
Face off in the city, get all that city type of energy
It will do you good man, and just good luck with the meeting
I seen the picture so, I knew things were moving steady
You know them ones there
But yeah man, just a quick check in
Everythin’ kriss, everythin’ bless

Chip – Amazing Minds (feat. Giggs) (League Of My Own II Album)

[Intro: Chip & Giggs]
Yeah, oi turn up my mic a little bit
Let me feel the power (SN1)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (CM)
Yeah (yeah)
Aaaah, aaaah
We’re inside, what you saying? It’s time

[Verse 1: Giggs]
Push up the mic, pull out my light, light it
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, vibsing
Man ain’t on hype, we came polite, mm (yeah)
Man ain’t them cats that’s chasing mice (nah)
Man grab some veg, some steak and rice
Driving, man can’t invest in wasted lives
Timing, man can’t get back that wasted time
Chipmunk and Giggs, amazing minds
So real duh, nigga can’t fuck with the midfielder
Chill? Nah, nigga can’t fuck with the big builder
Man got the pussy I just killed her (yeah)
Man grab my Nicki and Meek Mill’d her (jheeze)
And I got money but cheap thrilled her
Want every penny, I keep silver (keep silver)
Ain’t got the money for this meal, cah
Give all my money to this rooter

[Hook: Giggs]
Chipmunk and Giggs straight back to back, light that
Burn down the place, man struck the match
Right back, heat up the place, just brush the MAC
Dun dun dun dun, might just attack
Man hit the ground, man just collapse
WhatsApp, my man done discuss the acts
Man just dropped the albz, it’s up for wrap (jheeze)

[Verse 2: Chip]
(Let me get ’em from here Giggs)
Came in, look amazing, smell the fragrance
Brown eyes but they look red, I been blazing
Your eyes, yeah they look red, you been hating
No time for you fuckboys, where’s the papers? (money)
M’s around the corner, I can smell them
Cut you off, yeah I sever ties, fuck it, dwell them (move)
Up time on a late night, hit your girlfriend
She said I got a big head, make it swell then (yeah)
Polite but ‘raged, tryna balance my ways
You’re tackling what? I got balance for days (fam)
You calling your dargs, I attack on my Js (ones)
Atlanta with Giggs, from 2008
Decade in the game, like how am I still under 30?
You know I never quit so don’t you ever try and murk me (no!)
Living in my bubble, I had niggas wanna burst me (why?)
Ay allow it man, you thirsty, you sucking off my energy (allow it)
Essential, I got the remedy
Own boss, what the fuck is you niggas telling me?
Seattle gold, neck drippin’ in rose word to Spen
Before diamonds I had gems
Independent on racket, yeah I love tennis (swing it)
I’m a landlord, straight, I can have tenants
See them likkle man, them nuh above man
This the sounds of Chip and Hollowman
Ay, it is done

Chip – Scene (feat. Jammer, D Double E, Jme, Miraa May & Wiley) (League Of My Own II Album)

[Intro: Wiley]
Because, y— d’you know what?
That’s a good thing to say because if you say "grime’s dead" Everyone will sorta think "Oh, is grime dead?"
Some people who’ll know it ain’t dead will say "No, it’s not dead" Some people will go along and think "Yeah, it is dead"
And in that case, that will flush out the people
Who shouldn’t even be there
And then the people who should be there will remain
So when I look at them "grime’s dead" T-shirts
Sometimes I think "Yeah, it is dead
Grime’s so dead that it’s not dead!"

[Chorus: Jammer]
Yo, wide awake in the scene
Me and my circle shapin’ the scene
Dem man try bring fake to the scene
We clock that they can’t partake in the scene
You didn’t drop no tape in the scene
Ain’t got a reload, ain’t in the scene
Dem man there try takin’ the dream
Think that they are but they ain’t in the scene

[Verse 1: Chip]
Seen us standin’, so outstandin’
Light this amm’ ting, I’m not landin’
You’re no bandit, stand like raskit
Had myself when no one backed it
Mandem skankin’, they’re on a dab ting
UK ting, go home, black cab ting
Bore up what? Chat shit, stop actin’
Man might fling that shield like Captain
Defensive tool used when attackin’
I’m not new to sends or clashin’
Never been sets, on sound you’re slackin’
Swing rounds till man down, no lackin’
Ask ’round in my scene, I’m active
Blast rounds on MCs for acting
Konnichiwa flow I’m stampin’
Born champion, long before "Champion"
Verse not ending, got more pendin’
This one here nasty, MAC 10 ting
‘Llow me, you’re not real, you’re pretendin’
You’re on what I’m off, I’m on a next ting
Beats impactin’, no relaxin’
Cop work and shot that, get stacks in
My pad, no fiction, just facts in
Your tracks should be the soundtrack for Catfish (yeah)

[Chorus: Jammer & D Double E]
Wide awake in the scene
Me and my circle shapin’ the scene
Dem man try bring fake to the scene
We clock that they can’t partake in the scene
You didn’t drop no tape in the scene
Ain’t got a reload, ain’t in the scene (oh, my God)
Dem man there try takin’ the dream
Think that they are but they ain’t in the scene (ooh)

[Verse 2: D Double E]
I’ve been rippin’ the scene to bits from sixteen
And I’m still me (yeah), ten times better than when I was sixteen
Man couldn’t test when I was sixteen
Even man that was older than sixteen
Didn’t believe that I was younger than sixteen
Always here, always been
Always fresh, always clean
That’s me (mre, mre)
Nah, you ain’t been where I’ve been
Or seen what I’ve seen
Dem time there you weren’t on the scene
I was always clean in the scene
Pushed to fulfill my dream in the scene
Cuh man a mek money and man a mek plans
And man a mek money and badabupbup
That’s what I’m on right now, see? (Ching-ching)
Badabupbup
Don’t mek a man bring the machine (brrah)
You can’t squash it like tanger— tsk! (Brrah)
Mek a man shake just like tambourine
Push a operation like the Marine
Take dem out, take dem out of the scene
Cuh dem man there don’t add to the scene
Just study and steal and grab from the scene, just nah

[Chorus: Jammer & Jme]
Wide awake in the scene
Me and my circle shapin’ the scene
Dem man try bring fake to the scene
We clock that they can’t partake in the scene
You didn’t drop no tape in the scene
Ain’t got a reload, ain’t in the scene
Dem man there try takin’ the dream (serious)
Think that they are but they ain’t in the scene

[Verse 3: Jme]
Trust me, bare arseholes
Man try come with some bravado
I’m from the days of no videos
Just mic, lyrics, blud, hold your own
These times man was walkin’ on road
Buildin’ a scene and I didn’t even know
Same ting we done on the radio
Is what we do now on big stage shows
We’re doin’ it ’cause we done it
You can’t ruin it ’cause we run it
Live it while you hate, we will create
You’re losin’ it ’cause we bun it
Kill it, we love it, innit?
Blood, sweat, and years in the game
Everything’s changed but man look the same
You preheat the oven, I preheat the whip, fam, stay in your lane

[Bridge: Miraa May]
Flower in my hand
You can’t stop me and my friends
All that hype and all that bullshit
Paranoia can make you lose it
Always had this, who you foolin’?
Make your movie, tell your story
It’s a celebration

[Verse 4: Wiley]
I’ve been in the scene since MRC 60s
Born late 70s, not 60s
I know about music from the 60s
Gyaldem are black, white, Asian, and mixies
I’ll be makin’ beats in my 60s
Head screwed on, that’s why you gotta pick me
Bro, I took the risk, it was risky
Won’t get offended if anybody diss me
Ayy, talk is cheap and we know that
Pass the gelato, fam, and let me roll that
Everybody’s new hat, looking at my old hat
New pics looking like old ones I took with a Kodak
Throwaway, throwaway
If you don’t know style then go away
I came in the game for a reason
I don’t last a game, I last seasons
Energetic, I leave the dance paralytic
If anybody’s got any talk, then direc’ it
If anybody’s got any talk, please projec’ it
Wireless, I got the vibe-us
Looking for the rose wine-us
I’m the definition of grime-us
They can’t divide us
If you can’t breathe it, unblock your sinus

[Chorus: Jammer]
Wide awake in the scene
Me and my circle shapin’ the scene
Dem man try bring fake to the scene
We clock that they can’t partake in the scene
You didn’t drop no tape in the scene
Ain’t got a reload, ain’t in the scene
Dem man there try takin’ the dream
Think that they are but they ain’t in the scene

Chip – #YSN (League Of My Own II Album)

[Verse 1]
Wave tune, durag on I keep my wave smooth
She on a wave too, she a wave at me I wave too
Smooth young brudda, summer wearing colours
Fire over nuttin, puffin on my ganja
Who’s having shots, take a double
Smooth nigga me no want no trouble
I’m like what’s with all the violence
But the mandem got me if your wilin’
I know they don’t want to see me smilin’
But I’m smilin’ cuh im shinin’

[Bridge]
DJ’s haffi run it, it’s a big tune
Sky windows down with my big zoot
Listen I ain’t trying to make no diss tune
How they got me clashing when i’m this smooth

[Chorus]
Man im just a young smooth nigga
Do this for my young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise with her
Sexy gyal they want to move with us
Cuh Man we just young smooth niggas
Do this for the young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise
Sexy gyal they want to move

[Verse 2]
Nigga’s know I had it back in school
Even make my uniform this small
Tie slick, pradas for my shoes
Ask my nigga Rambo how we do
They hardly see me out I’m in the booth
Or I’m booking flights I’m on the move
I dunno why they all wanna be goons
Have you ever tried being smooth
Niggas dropping tunes I been listening
When I was doing Bashment they were listening
Maybe they just never had the visioning
One bag of bash might have my prisining

[Bridge]
DJ’s haffi run it, it’s a big tune
Champagne popping with a big zoot
Listen I ain’t trying to make no diss tune
How they got me clashing when i’m this smooth

[Chorus]
Man im just a young smooth nigga
Do this for my young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise with her
Sexy gyal they want to move with us
Cuh Man we just young smooth niggas
Do this for the young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise
Sexy gyal they want to move

[Chorus]
Man im just a young smooth nigga
Do this for my young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise with her
Sexy gyal they want to move with us
Cuh Man we just young smooth niggas
Do this for the young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise
Sexy gyal they want to move

[Chorus with friends]
Man im just a young smooth nigga
Do this for my young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise with her
Sexy gyal they want to move with us
Cuh Man we just young smooth niggas
Do this for the young smooth niggas
Grab a gyal and book a cruise
Sexy gyal they want to move

Chip – Hit Me Up (feat. Ella Mai) (League Of My Own II Album)

[Hook: Ella Mai]
You don’t ever hit me, up, up, up
Why you think I give no fucks
Fucks, fucks naah
How come you don’t pick me?
I got options couldn’t wait on you
Sleeping or stayed awake on you
Up
How come you don’t hit me?
Thinkin’ that my world would change for you
Tables turned, I’m running games on ya
Trust, cause you don’t ever hit me

[Verse 1: Chip]
I admit that I’m a prick at times
Sorry if I make you sick at times
I’ve been switching countries, switching lines
Playing for me, now you’re switchin’ sides
Had a couple lovers there for you
Waiting for you, while you cared for me
On the ends you’re hearing bare stories
Leave the bed and you don’t hear from me
Tell me where you think you’re going?
Helped you know yourself, you know it
Feeling things and never show it
Feelings growing, now you’re going
I’ve been drinking round in holy smokes
This ain’t how it really goes
You’re the one I felt to phone

[Hook: Ella Mai]
You don’t ever hit me, up, up, up
Why you think I give no fucks
Fucks, fucks naah
How come you don’t pick me?
I got options couldn’t wait on you
Sleeping or stayed awake on you
Up
How come you don’t hit me?
Thinkin’ that my world would change for you
Tables turned, I’m running games on ya
Trust, cause you don’t ever hit me

[Verse 2: Chip]
All the years amount to nothing
Going nowhere, why you rushing
Buff as fuck your DM’s poppin’
I’ll still be here when you drop him
Praying you get back
How am I fronting on you
He’s got nothing on me
She’s got nothing on you
Chillin’ with my dons I’m lean, I’m thinking of you
Sleeping with me thinking that I’m sleeping on you
But now I’m open for discussion
You took the gamble, I was bluffin’
I guess I wasn’t with the cuffin’
I’ve been drinking round in holy smokes
This ain’t how it really goes
Cause you’re the one I’m suppose to phone

[Hook: Ella Mai]
You don’t ever hit me, up, up, up
Why you think I give no fucks
Fucks, naah
How come you don’t pick me?
I got options couldn’t wait on you
Sleeping or stayed awake on you
Up
How come you don’t hit me?
Thinkin’ that my world would change for you
Tables turned, I’m running games on ya
Trust, cause you don’t ever hit me

[Verse 3: Ella Mai]
All the same
I can see myself falling
I don’t change, I took all your bullshit away
All I ever needed was some honesty
That good lovin’
Why you wanna complicate the simple things?
Everything you said you’d do
He’s doing it
And that’s what makes you call me up
With your fake laugh
That you believe, you’re good enough for
I can see myself falling
I love what your sayin’, hypnotized

[Hook: Ella Mai]
You don’t ever hit me, up, up, up
Why you think I give no fucks
Fucks, fucks naah
How come you don’t pick me?
I got options couldn’t wait on you
Sleeping or stayed awake on you
Up
How come you don’t hit me?
Thinkin’ that my world would change for you
Tables turned, I’m running games on ya
Trust, cause you don’t ever hit me

Chip – About Time (feat. Kojo Funds) (League Of My Own II Album)

[Intro: Chip & Kojo Funds]
Yeah
Ay Where’s my lighter?
Gotta get that vibe right
Aye Kojo and Chipmunk
Hm

[Verse 1: Chip]
I cock back yeah, Buss mine (Boom)
See your cock back (Yeah)
You my star nine (Boom)
I bill a zoobie just to pass time (Ganja man)
Do it every time like it’s the last time
(Come here)
When you smell my neck
What’s that, Chanel Bleu
I smell your neck
What’s that, Chanel too
Whisper in your ear, got things to tell you
I smell my bedsheets, I can smell you
Oh I like it, I like it
Plumber Chippy I fix the piping
Close my eyes and I see you
Gyal, you have to come out of my eye lids
Come in and let her play play when it’s fun time nah
Come time, when you come mine, come by cuh
????
I want your time like all of the time so
Every time you pull up, I’m like it’s about time

[Chorus: Chip]
Last night you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She ring my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time
Last night you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She ring my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time

[Verse 2: Kojo Funds]
Me no go lie, yeah
Seen you the other night
Me no care mama too fine
[?]
Me no lie, ay ay
Bitches will say what they wanna say
But baby if you come my way
Baby man I’m here to stay day by day
[?]
Take your time, ayy
[?]
Me know you want to feel it all the time ayy
Me know you want it in your belly everyday aye
Me no play no games ay
Ay ay ay
[?]
Me know want the pipe everyday aye
Hey ay

[Chorus: Chip]
Last night you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She rang my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time
Last night you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She rang my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time

[Verse 3: Chip]
Busy girl yeah she work, work, work
I take my time on your body like a verse
I skr skr, pull up on you in the Merc
Cos if the beats on me, Me haffi merk
Nice in a tracksuit or Nice in a skirt
Whine as she twerk, Yeah she bad from she birth
Girl the way you lick me, you make me toes dem curl
So if you ever left me, that will lick me where it hurts (Lord oh mercy)
So I’m in your mouth, hm shh dat
In me, I’m gon’ push dat
Yeh me push, Yeh she push back
Always tryna read me, library where the books at
I’m the youngest OG like baby where that kush at
Cuh you met Mr wolf rise under the moonlight
Sometime chills time, sometime shine
I want your time like all the time so
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time

[Chorus: Chip]
Last night you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She rang my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time
Last night you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She rang my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time

[Chorus: Kojo Funds]
And Last night you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She rang my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time
Last time you spent the night round mine
Today I just can’t get you off of my mind
She rang my door and text ‘I’m outside’ yeah
Every time she pull up, I’m like it’s about time

Chip – Settings (League Of My Own II Album)

[Chorus]
Pre-roll hit the road, thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
Pick up by the O, thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
6 Bottles of Moet, thats my Settings (Settings, settings, settings)
That Nectar best be Rose , thats my settings
Book that flight and go, thats my Settings (That’s my settings)
We take them hoes like clothes, thats my Settings (Settings, settings, settings)
Country doing Views thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
Buff ting in the room thats my Settings

[Verse 1: Chip]
I got bad habits I ain’t stressing though
Sex and weed thats good for my depression though
So fuck your fella and let him go
Sometimes I want a wife, sometimes I’m pressing hoes
My Bruddas getting cash, yeah we collectin’
Cos hitting raves is dead thats not my Settings
We dishing back at bruddas disrespectin’
You pussys love to dish, Can you tek it?
Just tryna get this money with my bredrins
You switch up over p’s thats not my Settings no
Them man put the pre in pretending
A bag of man and no gyal thats not my Settings no

[Chorus]
Pre-roll hit the road, thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
Pick up by the O, thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
6 Bottles of Moet, thats my Settings (Settings, settings, settings)
That Nectar best be Rose , thats my settings
Book that flight and go, thats my Settings (That’s my settings)
We take them hoes like clothes, thats my Settings (Settings, settings, settings)
Country doing Views thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
Buff ting in the room thats my Settings

[Verse 2: Chip]
London’s always cold, thats not my Settings
Trinidad lets go, lets switch the Settings
Niggas preein’ snaps, they preein’ settings
Girls don’t like your crew, you’re too depressing
Chippy’s back and flexing, they did not expect this
I’ve been doing settings, you look so upsetting
Searching for new melodies, cut off all my frenemies
Found out half these niggas weren’t as real as they pretend to be
Just tryna get this money with my bredrins
You switch up over p’s thats not my settings no
Them man put the pre in pretending
A bag of man and no gyal thats not my Settings no

[Chorus: Chip & Varren Wade]
Pre-roll hit the road, thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
Pick up by the O, thats my Settings (That’s my Settings yeah)
6 Bottles of Moet, thats my Settings
That Nectar best be Rose , thats my settings
Book that flight and go, thats my Settings
We take them hoes like clothes, thats my Settings (Settings, settings, settings)
Country doing Views thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
Buff ting in the room that’s my Settings
Pre-roll hit the road, thats my Settings (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Pick up by the O, thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
6 Bottles of Moet, thats my Settings (Settings, settings, settings)
That Nectar best be Rose , thats my settings
Book that flight and go, thats my Settings (That’s my settings yeah)
We take them hoes like clothes, thats my Settings (Settings, settings, settings)
Country doing Views thats my Settings (That’s my Settings)
Buff ting in the room thats my Settings (Oh yeah)

[Outro: Chip & Varren Wade]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
We rolling (That’s my settings)
We rolling, oh yeah (That’s my settings)
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Chip – Family (feat. Loick Essien) (League Of My Own II Album)

[Hook: Loick Essien]
Don’t know why they call me fam
‘Cause they don’t treat me like we’re family
People use the word so casually
They say I’m petty, yeah I can be
Lord knows I’ve got my family
I just want to see them happy
So if I bring you around my…
Just hope you treat me right like we’re
Lord knows I love my family

[Verse 1: Chip]
I pray at night like farda help me
Focussed on my dream, Its got me feelin’ selfish
My brothers gone, they said he’s banked his rights
When they said kidnap, I said Lord have mercy
Like how the fuck? We’re from a good home
And daddy couldn’t be there anymore, If he could bro
Education that’s the key, we were told
And you and him ain’t blood but he still to raised you like his own
So fuck a half brother, you my full one
And one time for dad, cause that’s a real one
At 17 or 20, should be young and taping jezzies
Got me sittin’ here just thinking, mum just had us too young
And water thick as blood, yeah it can be
But listen to me close you got a family
Luigi, I’m your brudda til’ the end
You see Mario, that’s more than just a friend

[Hook: Loick Essien]
Don’t know why they call me fam
‘Cause they don’t treat me like we’re family
People use the word so casually
They say I’m petty, yeah I can be
Lord knows I’ve got my family
I just want to see them happy
So if I bring you around my…
Just hope you treat me right like we’re
Lord knows I love my family

[Verse 2: Chip]
No time for a wifey, I don’t need stress
Crown for Jahnay, that’s my princess
Worry about having a sister when I came in the game
Jahmal and Jahnay, we both got Jah in our names
I love you likkle sister, more than just a sibling
I haven’t seen mum and dad as happy since your christening
It’s love and guidance for you on the track
Situations change, so don’t get too attached
No offence to your boyfriend, ‘cah I like him
Trust issues in me, when I’m writing
Fucking with my sister, just know I love her
So that means that you’re her lover, then treat her good forever and I will treat you like my brother (uh)
Cah blood is thick as water, yeah it can be
Cash motto photographer, keep it in the family
Mum had locs like Lauryn Hill, you got lots like mummy year
Mario, Luigi and there’s Princess

[Hook: Loick Essien]
Don’t know why they call me fam
‘Cause they don’t treat me like we’re family
People use the word so casually
They say I’m petty, yeah I can be
Lord knows I’ve got my family
I just want to see them happy
So if I bring you around my
Just hope you treat me right like we’re
Lord knows I love my family

[Verse 3: Chip]
Got another brother, if you didn’t know
Aiden Fyffe, he’s only one years old
Boy, you got me strappin’ three verses
Like my dastehan is still workin’
Addition to the family, yo
Can’t wait to see you grow
Chillin’ in your cousins arms, like yeah you got the families nose
And you got C in life, I got you brother
All I don’t even really know your mother
Mummy got two baby dads
Daddy got two baby mums
Seen marriage, seen divorce
Trust me I ain’t on it blud
But course I’m still a family man
One day when you hear this, I hope you understand
As thick as water
Yeah it can be
Bloods makes you relatives
Loyalty makes…
I don’t use the word casually
We ain’t grow together, but you family

[Hook: Loick Essien]
Don’t know why they call me fam
‘Cause they don’t treat me like we’re family
People use the word so casually
They say I’m petty, yeah I can be
Lord knows I’ve got my family
I just want to see them happy
So if I bring you around my…
Just hope you treat me right like we’re
Lord knows I love my family

[Outro: Mario]

Chip – Loop (The Outro) (League Of My Own II Album)

[Verse]
Ok I spruced up, used clean my boots with a toothbrush
Flash-forward coming out clean going through mud
Christmas wasn’t that lit as yout cuz
Still got the gift of the gab, how are you blud?
They know me I’ll risk it for more than a biscuit
Love Grime, love Rap, Pop I just pimped it
Look at what they making now? Don’t pop me for the pop me
I got a mic and some wifi and nobody can stop me
Ermm you feeling froggy don’t leap here
Niggas thought they left me behind, this the leap year
Visionary, see clear
I pray for these years
Niggas hear more in silence, I don’t speak bare
Came through in the era where you had to be yourself
It was alright to touch mic and sound like someone else
So sorry if I liked him before I heard you
And you just bite a mans style, I ain’t tryna hear you
You can old school or new school or didn’t go school
Don’t know what they told you but Chippy’s no fool
And no women gets time like my vocals
You tryna snuggle with your bae, I sleep next to protools
And voodoo ain’t working on me, thats on God
New levels, new devils, new door, new knobs
Ain’t no fortune tellers or reading palms
Reassurance of my paths, just read two Psalms
Zoot after zoot when the pain hits
How I’m I feeling but my life has been amazing
Came to do music, never came to be famous
Big Brother offer just under a mill, I didn’t take it
Thats no offence to whoever who did
Go ask any spitter in England "Like who’s Chip?"
Don’t care about the industry and dumb ruthless
Have me dishing out community payback like Whoo Kid
Whos in? Who’s out? Who’s strappng? Who’s snapping?
Who’s shooting Who’s rapping? Who’s lying? Who’s gassing?
I’ve been farda with the pen, look I can son them all
If I believed everybody I’d be gullible
Angels on my side, I ain’t tryna get touched
Flipped it on its head, look I got haters showing love
Was a team rocking chains, paw shining in the game
I know niggas that ain’t happy for me I don’t give fuck
Burning pictures, I ain’t tryna keep the memories
Theres no developing when focusing in negatives
Young boy grown up now, so I what i changed then?
I can strap a whole album about fake friends
Rhythm after rhythm, yeah I’m nice on the beats still
When I when I’m in room I listen more than I speak still
Sign what for 100 bags? Thats a cheap deal
You was bubbling and now you’re flat boy keep still
Said when I was younger I would be colder when I’m older
I’m zoned Im a stoner, cold blooded I’m a revolver
Not a nigga she can cry on, get d and not a shoulder
Tryna drink some more water, madting I’m never sober
I don’t wanna skip dude, just suttin’ I gotta skits to
Told my engineer we gotta go and get his kid soon
Or maybe give it time, thats a good plan
But Bells when you hear this know your daddy was a good man
I hope your Mumzy hears this, I hope she’s listening
Cause theres more to life than just bickering
Sam thats my brother, held me down through all the mix up
Bells listen you got a uncle called Chipmunk
And my life behind the scene gets challenging
Done these nigga nuttin’, they just mad I’m still talented
Battling, I was trying write my way to happiness
I bounce back exactly how I imagined it
Yeah, just tryna to touch you with the pen
Guns are bussin’ where I grow up, need my brothers off the ends
Tryna top on these bars one to one, gimme credit
Need the house with no neighbours, I ain’t stopping till I get it
It’s man like trust me, I’m not a little boy now
Neighbours friends wanna buy my pad to keep the noise down
And they talking cash too, cool I like pinkies
If I shot that quickly, one flip, one fifty
What the fuck? Shit miss me
Told T I’m going ghost on these niggas, beg you hit my yard to trim me
Dying over bullshit that can’t be my destiny
In Haringey it’s grimy, summers looking eski
Times I ain’t know where I was going fam
I prayed when it was going good, I prayed when it was going bad
Swervin’ into my lane , ‘llow it where you going man?
I know where I’m coming from and know where I’m going fam
It’s Chippy

Lil Peep – Benz Truck (Come Over When You’re Sober, Pt. 1 Album)

[Intro]
Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch
In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique
Iced out teeth on an iced out whip
With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick
Friends switch up when you in a Benz truck (skrrt)
Always wanna fuck, tell a bitch, "Good luck"
Always wanna fuck ’cause I just came up, yeah
(GothBoiClique)

[Chorus]
Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch
In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique
Iced out teeth on an iced out whip
With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick
Friends switch up when you in a Benz truck (skrrt)
Always wanna fuck, tell a bitch, "Good luck"
Always wanna fuck ’cause I just came up
Drugs in my nose, good drugs in my cup

[Verse]
I don’t wanna wait now
But I know you gon’ make me
Who you wanna hate now?
Pretty soon you gonna hate me (GothBoiClique)
Gettin’ to the cake now
All the hate don’t phase me
All the money that I make now
I’ll never let it change me

I don’t wanna wait now
But I know you gon’ make me
Who you wanna hate now?
Pretty soon you gonna hate me
Gettin’ to the cake now
All the hate don’t phase me
All the money that I make now
I’ll never let it change me

[Chorus]
Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch
In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique
Iced out teeth on an iced out whip
With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick
Friends switch up when you in a Benz truck (skrrt)
Always wanna fuck, tell a bitch, "Good luck"
Always wanna fuck ’cause it just came up
Drugs in my nose, good drugs in my cup

[Outro]
Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch
In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique
Iced out teeth on an iced out whip
With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick

Lil Peep – U Said (Come Over When You’re Sober, Pt. 1 Album)

Part 1: Poppin’ Pills Thinkin’ Bout U

[Chorus]
Runnin’ away from you takes time and pain
And I don’t even want to
So I’m gettin’ high all week without you
Popping pills, thinking about you
Runnin’ away from you takes time and pain
And I don’t even want to
So I’m gettin’ high all week without you
Popping pills, thinking about you

[Bridge]
I wish I didn’t have a heart to love you
(I wish I didn’t have a heart to love you)
I wish I didn’t play a part to break you
(I wish I didn’t play a part to break you)
I wish I didn’t do a lot of the shit I do
(The shit I do)
And I wish you didn’t too

[Chorus]
Runnin’ away from you takes time and pain
And I don’t even want to
So I’m gettin’ high all week without you
Popping pills, thinking about you

[Bridge]
I wish I didn’t have a heart to love you
(I wish I didn’t have a heart to love you)
I wish I didn’t play a part to break you
(I wish I didn’t play a part to break you)
I wish I didn’t do a lot of the shit I do
(The shit I do)
And I wish you didn’t too

Part 2: Sometimes Life Gets Fucked Up

[Chorus]
Sometimes life gets fucked up
That’s why we get fucked up
I can still feel your touch
I still do those same drugs
Sometimes life gets fucked up
That’s why we get fucked up
I can still feel your touch
I still do those same drugs

[Verse]
That we used to do
I was used to you
"What have you been through?"
She asked me
Every fucking kind of abuse
If you love me too
You would give me you
Lock me in your room
Don’t tell me the truth
Everything you said
Stared inside my head
All the shit you said
All the blood I bled

[Chorus]
Sometimes life gets fucked up
That’s why we get fucked up
I can still feel your touch
I still do those same drugs
Sometimes life gets fucked up
That’s why we get fucked up
I can still feel your touch
I still do those same drugs

Lil Peep – Better Off (Dying) (Come Over When You’re Sober, Pt. 1 Album)

[Hook]
Chains on shining, you can see me riding
Cocaine lined up, secrets that I’m hiding
You don’t wanna find out, better off lying
You don’t wanna cry now, better off dying
Chains on shining, you can see me riding
Cocaine lined up, secrets that I’m hiding
You don’t wanna find out, better off lying
You don’t wanna cry now, better off dying

[Post-Hook]
Baby, I’ma dive in, I don’t put the time in
Even if I try hard, I ain’t gonna make it
We ain’t gonna make it, we ain’t gonna make it
Baby i’m dive in, I don’t put the time in
Even if I try hard, I ain’t gonna make it
We ain’t gonna make it, we ain’t gonna make it

[Verse]
I ain’t gonna make it
But I love it when you fake, yeah
I got her little heart in my hand
And I don’t wanna break it
I ain’t gonna make it
But I love it when you fake, yeah
I got her little heart in my hand
And I don’t wanna break it

[Hook]
Chains on shining, you can see me riding
Cocaine lined up, secrets that i’m hiding
You don’t wanna find out, better off lying
You don’t wanna cry now, better off dying
Chains on shining, you can see me riding
Cocaine lined up, secrets that I’m hiding
You don’t wanna find out, better off lying
You don’t wanna cry now, better off dying

[Outro]
Baby, I’ma dive in, I don’t put the time in
Even if I try hard, I ain’t gonna make it
We ain’t gonna make it, we ain’t gonna make it
I ain’t gonna make it
But I love it when you fake, yeah
I got her little heart in my hand
And I don’t wanna break it

Lil Peep – The Brightside (Come Over When You’re Sober, Pt. 1 Album)

[Verse]
I know that you want me, you know that I want you
The memories haunt me, I know that they haunt you too
But it’s alright, you’ll be fine
Baby, it’s alright, you’ll be fine
As long as you’re mine, take a look at the time
It gets cold at night, when you’re alone outside
But it’s fine, I’ll be fine
Pay me no mind, girl, pay me no mind

[Pre-Hook]
Just look at the brightside (just look at the brightside)
Just look at the club lights (rolling under the club lights)
I gotta look at the brightside (look at the brightside)
I guess she wasn’t the one, right
This isn’t what love’s like
That’s for sure

[Hook]
Help me find a way to pass the time (to pass the time)
Everybody telling me life’s short, but I wanna die (I wanna die)
Help me find a way to make you mine (make you mine)
Everybody telling me not to, but I’m gonna try
Now I’m getting high again, tonight

[Verse]
I know that you want me, you know that I want you
The memories haunt me, I know that they haunt you too
But it’s alright, you’ll be fine
Baby, it’s alright, you’ll be fine
As long as you’re mine, take a look at the time
It gets cold at night, when you’re alone outside
But it’s fine, I’ll be fine
Pay me no mind, girl, pay me no mind

[Pre-Hook]
Just look at the brightside (just look at the brightside)
Just look at the club lights (rolling under the club lights)
I gotta look at the brightside (look at the brightside)
I guess she wasn’t the one, right
This isn’t what love’s like
That’s for sure

[Hook]
Help me find a way to pass the time (to pass the time)
Everybody telling me life’s short, but I wanna die (I wanna die)
Help me find a way to make you mine (make you mine)
Everybody telling me not to, but I’m gonna try
Now I’m getting high again, tonight

[Outro]
Just look at the brightside (just look at the brightside)
Just look at the club lights (rolling under the club lights)
Just look at the night life (just look at the night life)
Watching the sun rise by my side
We gotta look at the brightside (just look at the brightside)
Rolling under the club lights (rolling under the club lights)
I gotta look at the brightside (just look at the brightside)
I guess she wasn’t the one, right
This isn’t what loves like
That’s for sure

Lil Peep – Problems (Come Over When You’re Sober, Pt. 1 Album)

[Chorus]
Spent a lot of time in the background
I know I spent a lot of time in the background
Everytime that we together, I black out
Everytime that we together, she tap out
I remember, but she part of my past now
I remember all this shit from the past now
Took a pill and we passed out
I made a deal with the devil

[Bridge]
You know I got my problems
Know you got yours too
Hold on to my revolver
They ain’t looking for you
Oh, girl, don’t even bother
Why she act brand new?
Take what the devil offers
I got nothing to lose

[Chorus]
Spent a lot of time in the background
I know I spent a lot of time in the background
Everytime that we together, I black out
Everytime that we together, she tap out
I remember, but she part of my past now
I remember all this shit from the past now
Took a pill and we passed out
I made a deal with the devil

[Bridge]
You know I got my problems
Know you got yours too
Hold on to my revolver
They ain’t looking for you
Oh, girl, don’t even bother
Why she act brand new?
Take what the devil offers
I got nothing to lose

Pavell & Venci Venc’ – Момичето от квартала

Имаш мек приятел лек вкус, все едно съм в лексус
Лице като картина, тя отваяна от глина
Слушаш RnB и черно , от преди да е модерно.
Твоят най-голям и луд фен
ти казва "Имаш да от мен"
Имаш, имаш да от мен

Никога не си била кралицата на бала
Не си видяла Рим и в Париж не си живяла.
Не си била модел по подиуми не си вървяла
Ти си много по-добра, момичето от квартала
Ти си черна, ти си бяла
Момичето от квартала
И две и двеста си видяла
Момичето от квартала

Истински шедьовър, десерт преди ордьовър
С теб превъртаме нивото.
Другите са game over.
Аутфити не подбираш, семпло се гримираш.
Няма нужда да си искам, само с поглед ме разбираш.
Кецове обичаш, в мойте дрехи се обличаш
Момиче от квартала, горда си да се наричаш

Никога не си била кралицата на бала
Не си видяла Рим и в Париж не си живяла
Не си била модел по подиуми не си вървяла
Ти си много по-добра, момичето от квартала
Ти си черна, ти си бяла
Момичето от квартала
И две и двеста си видяла
Момичето от квартала

Melih Aydogan – Some Day (Original Mix)

I thought someday, our thoughs
I fall in love
I thought someday, our thoughs

I fall in love
I thought someday

I thought someday

I thought someday, our thoughs
I fall in love
I thought someday
I, i fall in love

I thought someday, our thoughs
I fall in love
I thought someday
I, fall in love

I thought someday

I thought someday

I thought someday, our thoughs
I fall in love
I thought someday

I thought someday, our thoughs
I fall in love
I thought someday
I, i fall in love

I thought someday

I thought someday

I thought someday

I fall in love

Melih Aydogan – For You

My love…
My love…

My love for you is something I’m not afraid…
My love…
Afraid…

My love for you is something I’m not afraid…
My love…
Afraid…

My love…
My love…
Afraid…

My love for you is something I’m not afraid…
My love…
Afraid…

My love for you is something I’m not afraid…
My love…
Afraid…

My love…
My love…