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Tabby – Doozy (White Trash Album)

[Intro]
I cannot be fucked with
I cannot be fucked with
I cannot be fucked with
I cannot be fucked with!

[Verse 1]
Chrome dojo for the shogun
Ever since popo went and shown guns
Bogo for a soul. Clutch on a 4-0
Stow lows in the dough like some cold cuts
On the rug, gold dung from 4th horse
Folks scold Labrador. Older bro got away with it again
Scuffles squash beef with siblings so they put em up
Wendy watches, lost boys do not give a fuck
Dimes falling for me like school bully ankle holds
Woke to one’s tongue noogieing my pink cranium
90’s punk catered toward 90 punks skating worn rails
Hottest spot? Crimson dot noggin rocks
I’m that cracker Polly want. Swatted swamp water
Spotting posses pretty pompous but ya squad just polliwogs
Quick gander at your steeze
Cue laughter, cannot breathe
Woo gals out panties? Neat
Do that. I choose to breach
Through glass, the roof is weak
Hugh Jackman, Pool, and me
Heal fastest screwed and beat
Took Xanny, earned a seat with with the cool kids
Loot’s burning in my pocket
Two dollars feel heavy, view blurred. It’s only one
True turds ain’t getting flushed. Eww
Words could be different. Just loosened up the front
So boo the few who lust for unique stuff and bitch
Group up, form a new clique or cult
Who’s purpose is purse lips & suck my dick
Smalls, you’re killing me
Closed minds hold mouths open and fuck with chivalry
Purchase DirecTV, this is plastic vs. die-cast
Neither side ethers seeing legs through a wine glass
Craddle cries from nightstand ’cause your white ass
Doing lines fast like Flash now a dope fiend
Woke me chose flows slower than froze streams
Molting to composed monk, orange robe peeled
Stroking oak beads, spoke with the obese
Told me, "Dip a toe in the codene."
Fuck that
"Slip some shit in ’bout gold things."
Fuck that too
"Bum a stoge when you lonely."
Okay
Lymph nodes so active, throat sports a fitbit
Since the rope’s been slacking
Trunk kicking but the stool static
Your come up logic lacking like Kirk lost Spock
Average maestros go viral like their girl’s crotch
Sip molotov then lob. Yawn, nodding off
Jaws spout so on the nose, quotes popping nollies
Chunks of words churn in gut ’till worth hurled
Shucked from rural curb this stuck & stirred pearl
Paint absurd murals, make Bansky’s work curl
Ten piggies at the market. Woah
No one can stop him. Woah
Telling his conscience, "No!"
It’s like a toddler. Broke
Tossed all my dollars towards
LP’s, fuck Prada. Toast
To all I see, raise potion like a child
Dust off the prophecy
And soul rhymed the magnum opus
Oh shit, you comically endowed
Pipsqueak. Bic bleeds ink
Leaves sixteens indecent
Teased, stripped me of these? I’m Nissen
Eat kimchi, its heat I weave in
Strings of speech till seams start preaching
Keep up. Genius won’t help you
These beams from final Freiza zoom
Past dunce cap. PhD in doom
Your screen say Windows Vista? Dude
That’s antique. And he’s got the gaul to pan me?
Panties got firm hold on man meat. Actually
Man’s Ken bald, just plastic. Face it. Fact is:

[Beat Switch]

[Verse 2]
You’s a casket’s main attraction
Rappers aim high, then complain their lagging
Cut padawon braids, snip snip
To patch up rib cage of Adam
Dance break? Don’t have one
Spare change? I have none
Spare fucks? That’s cute, dude
Caught ya dressed in a too-too
In a personal session of FPS going "pew pew."
I’m a loose cannon like the suit’s off of Mewtwo
Popped a few ludes, Leo moves to my Uber
Driver looking real shook, saying, "we got a drooler."
Skit’s great but switch blade saying
"Humor gets neutered, dog. Not paying you to act
As my comical confidant like
Louis CK rapped Illmatic and fondled Nas
Fucking go! I’m cooped in this coupe." His response
"Good one, impressive set up. See–"
Woops. Interrupt the fuck with first Jetta vasectomy

[Outro: BIGQUINT]
Hahaha, well, it’s been a pleasure talking to y’all. Gonna pass it to the man himself, but before I go, I just wanna personally thank you for listening. And remember, clean your earbuds you nasty, dirty, waxy eared motherfuckers. Have a blessed day

Tabby – White Trash (White Trash Album)

[Intro]
Uh, yo, this is Tabby. Thanks for listening to the project. And I’d just like to preface this track by saying this is not white guilt or asking you to pity my privilege or some bullshit like that, nah, this is just me taking a step back and looking at things from a bigger prospective. So yeah

[Verse 1]
Kinda feel like a suburban mom
In Walmart with my cart horizontal blocking all
Surrounding shoppers. Ignore their scowls ’cause
Skype call with my daughter more important
Do not interrupt, please
Kinda feel them intersections with four octagons
These hand waves best Coachella
Screech! Breaks on tap till I scrape that Clinton sticker off
She lost! Damn, why so cynical? Stirring
Simply orange in the gin, take a sip till I’m slurring
Syllables. Feel like I voted for Trump
Now feeling up my cousin ’till she saying uncle
This good Christian dick be saving her soul
Once she swallows, I’mma chuckle at the Cable Guy
Cock the sawed off if hear a gay parade go by
I’ll blow em…
Away for basic rights
I am straight and white
Do not confuse me, gawd dangit, faggot die
Bumpin’ Bino in pink chinos on daddy’s yacht
Screaming every n-word
‘Cause my black friend say it’s aight
Mommy’s Beamer where I suck off profs in tweed
OMG. I’m cute as fuck in this puppy filter
With my bitches! Vodka shots in our groovy kitchen
Instagram them finger pistols
Proving we’re unique women
Got stink in my iris from a distance
Squeeze a grin on each visit. Jesus
Who ya really?
Who ya really?

[Hook]
I’m a honky
Spawn of the wrong tree
Bark shades: entrées. 3 K’s
Blondes carve Starbucks in a heart + I’m great
Misogyny massaged ’till the knots break
Ties chopped till an arm free
Gull raised from my palm pink as Eve’s offspring
Quite brash
That’s just life buddy
White trash

[Verse 2]
I wish I felt this New Era, I barely wear it
My crib’s musk: asbestos dust & dung of ferrets
Not embarrassed at all, Monster syrup my blood
And turnt as fuck with my buds
Off Ronny D & skunk bud
Honestly, I’m triggered
My guns got heat on Tumblr
These bullets reach for culture
Protect oppressed with my words
But save money cuz Urban Outfitters comes first
Girl, I’m feeling euphoric
My fedora be a Halo. I’m your savior, I know it
Fabio kinda flow under chin, kept it growing
Like our love. Wait, you’re zoning me?
I told you you’re gorgeous, ya fucking whore! FUCK YOU!
Jk, could we please have some coitus?
I’m not racist but *beep* so annoying
Cannot wait till that wall collapse on unemployment
Shotgun Nattys with posse
Lob roofies like Cosby ’till target unconscious
If caught, bond is paid by my college
Come February my collagen get no attention
Step in brethren dressed in
Dunce caps, revving cherry confederate Chevrolets
And start popping like me with excedrin. smh
I do not fuck with my race
Raw white split from yolk; it’s better for health
Save the skillet for Shkreli taking Tang for himself
But caucasians take a lot
So I’m thanking the lot for
Saving my spot right up
Next satan’s buttox
‘Cause uhhh!

[Hook]
I’m a honky
Spawn of the wrong tree
Bark shades: entrées. 3 K’s
Blondes carve Starbucks in a heart + I’m great
Misogyny massaged ’till knots break
Ties chopped till an arm free
Gull raised from my palm pink as Eve’s offspring
Quite brash
That’s just life buddy
White trash

[Outro}
Bitch

Portugal. The Man – Number One (feat. Richie Havens & Son Little) (Woodstock Album)

[Intro: Richie Haven]
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long way from my home

Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone

[Verse 1: John Gourley]
When the morning came
Like another’s pain
But didn’t know to fade
Like the sound it made

Let’s go down the drain
With the falling rain
Wash away the stains
In the evening shade

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s that sufferin’
Don’t know why it brings
Such sweet memories
Will be the end of me

[Chorus]
But you’ll come out all right
(Yeah) I know it seems there’s no end in sight
(Yeah) But it doesn’t mean you can’t put up a fight
But ya don’t, no, no
But ya don’t, no, no

[Post-Chorus]
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no

[Verse 2: John Gourley]
All the trails we blazed
Have long since been paved
Leadin’ the modern age
On down memory lane

Can’t turn the page
Like it’s just a phase
Somehow still be amazed
That the leaves had changed

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s that sufferin’
Don’t know why it brings
Such sweet memories
Will be the end of me

[Chorus]
But you’ll come out all right
(Yeah) I know it seems there’s no end in sight
(Yeah) But it doesn’t mean you can’t put up a fight
But ya don’t, no, no
But ya don’t, no, no

But you’ll come out all right
(Yeah) I know it seems there’s no end in sight
(Yeah) But it doesn’t mean you can’t put up a fight
But ya don’t, no, no
But ya don’t, no, no

[interlude: Richie Haven]
Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone
When I need my brother (yeah)
Father (yeah)
Sister (yeah)
Mother (yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Outro: John Gourley]
It’s gonna be all right
Telling white lies
Of late nights
‘Til the sunrise
Cause when we rise up we rise up above
All of the chaos
To get lost
Don’t make me don’t make me wake up
Cause I’m gonna be like a drug
That never gets old
Or gives hope
But baby you make me feel loved

Portugal. The Man – Easy Tiger (Woodstock Album)

Good kid, bad brains
Livin’ for whatever
Tight rope, no chains
Holdin’ it together
But it’s hard to see clouds
When you’re 6 feet underground
Keep building a house
Then tearing it down
And it goes on. on
It goes on
Don’t call collect
Can’t break it open
Easy tiger
You’re only 16 goin’ on forever
Take it easy tiger
Don’t call collect
Can’t break it open
Easy tiger
Only 16 goin’ on forever
Easy tiger
You’re only 16 goin’ on forever
No rain, clear skies
At least I got the weather
Bought in, sold out
Finger up to heaven
‘Cause I still see your face
Getting lost in the crowd
And I still hear the sound
Of the pack when they howl
And it goes on, on
It goes on
Don’t call collect
Can’t break it open
Easy tiger
You’re only 16 goin’ on forever
Take it easy tiger
Don’t call collect
Can’t break it open
Easy tiger
Only 16 goin’ on forever
Easy tiger
You’re only 16 goin’ on forever
Gasping for air I’m chokin’
Running with no sign of slowin’
Till my legs are broken
Easy tiger
Gasping for air I’m chokin’
Running with no sign of slowin’
Don’t call collect
Can’t break it open
Easy tiger
You’re only 16 goin’ on forever
Take it easy tiger
Don’t call collect
Can’t break it open
Easy tiger
Only 16 goin’ on forever

Portugal. The Man – Live In The Moment (Woodstock Album)

My home
Is a girl with eyes like wishing wells
I’m not alone
But I’m still lone, lonely
When I was young
Always go below the midnight sun
Those days are done
But I’m still glowing

Ooh la la la la la
Let’s live in the moment
Come back Sunday morning
A lie, oh well
When you’re gone
Goodbye, so long, farewell

Ooh la la la la la
Let’s live in the moment
Come back Sunday morning
With that soul to sell
When you’re gone
Goodbye, so long, farewell

My home
Is a girl who can’t wait for time to tell
God only knows
We don’t need history
When your family
Swinging from the branches of a tree
God only knows
We don’t need ghost stories
Ooh la la la la la
Let’s live in the moment
Come back Sunday morning
A lie, oh well
When you’re gone
Goodbye, so long, farewell

Ooh la la la la la
Let’s live in the moment
Come back Sunday morning
With that soul to sell
When you’re gone
Goodbye, so long, farewell

Ooh I can’t believe it
Nothing’s gonna comfort me now

Ooh I can’t believe it
Nothing’s gonna comfort me now

Ooh la la la la la
Let’s live in the moment
Come back Sunday morning
A lie, oh well
When you’re gone
Goodbye, so long, farewell
Ooh la la la la la
Let’s live in the moment
Come back Sunday morning
With that soul to sell
When you’re gone
Goodbye, so long, farewell

Oh my god I can’t believe my eyes
Wake up everybody you know
Come and watch the garden grow
I’ll see you when you get there

Oh my god I can’t believe my eyes
Wake up everybody you know
Come and watch the garden grow
I’ll see you when you get there
I’ll see you when you get there
I’ll see you when you get there

Portugal. The Man – Feel It Still (Woodstock Album)

Can’t keep my hands to myself
Think I’ll dust ’em off, put ’em back up on the shelf
In case my little baby girl is in need
Am I coming out of left field?

Ooh woo, I’m a rebel just for kicks, now
I been feeling it since 1966, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
Ooh woo, I’m a rebel just for kicks, now
Let me kick it like it’s 1986, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still

Got another mouth to feed
Leave her with a baby sitter, mama, call the grave digger
Gone with the fallen leaves
Am I coming out of left field?

Ooh woo, I’m a rebel just for kicks, now
I been feeling it since 1966, now
Might’ve had your fill, but you feel it still
Ooh woo, I’m a rebel just for kicks, now
Let me kick it like it’s 1986, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still

We could fight a war for peace
(Ooh woo, I’m a rebel just for kicks, now)
Give in to that easy living
Goodbye to my hopes and dreams
Stop flipping for my enemies
We could wave until the walls come down
(Ooh woo, I’m a rebel just for kicks, now)
It’s time to give a little tip
Kids in the middle, move over ’til it falls
Don’t bother me

Is it coming?
Is it coming?
Is it coming?
Is it coming?
Is it coming?
Is it coming back?

Ooh woo, I’m a rebel just for kicks, yeah
Your love is an abyss for my heart to eclipse, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still

Ooh woo, I’m a rebel just for kicks, now
I’ve been feeling it since 1966, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
Ooh woo, I’m a rebel just for kicks, now
Let me kick it like it’s 1986, now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
Might’ve had your fill, but you feel it still

Portugal. The Man – Rich Friends (Woodstock Album)

Hey man I’m cool to lean on
But I’m not your property
See I’m crushin’ down these problems
Cuttin’ pain with poverty
I’m just tryna catch a free ride
From the temple to the tomb
I could really really really
Use a rich rich friend like you
I could really really really
Use a rich rich friend like you
Let me be your one-man army
I’ll campaign for anarchy
I been slippin’ through the cracks
Like I was clothed in Vaseline
Let me be your little sunshine
In all this gloom and doom
I could really really really
Use a rich rich friend like you
I could really really really
Use a rich rich friend like you
Crashin’ on chardonnay and Adderall
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
Every day holidays when daddy’s gone
Livin’ life like we’re the only ones that know we’re famous
From the Capetown coliseums
Cold disparity
Electric fences hummin’ like a hive without a queen
We’re all tryna catch a free ride
From the temple to the tomb
I could really really really
Use a rich rich friend like you
I could really really really
Use a rich rich friend like you
Crashin’ on chardonnay and Adderall
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
Every day holidays when daddy’s gone
Livin’ life like we’re the only ones that know we’re famous
Crashin’ on chardonnay and Adderall
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
Every day holidays when daddy’s gone
Livin’ life like we’re the only ones that know we’re famous
Crashin’ on chardonnay and Adderall
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
Every day holidays when daddy’s gone
Livin’ life like we’re the only ones that know we’re famous

Portugal. The Man – Keep On (Woodstock Album)

[Verse 1]
Keep on hangin’ on
Stuck here ’til I’m gone
Boys still throwin’ stones
Runnin’ till I’m wrong

I never listened
To tell the truth
I never knew
But nobody misses
What you did
Quite like I do

[Chorus]
Got me thinkin’ ’bout it
All day long
(’til we’re dead and gone)
All day long
(’til we’re dead and gone)

Bangin’ my head against the wall
All day long
Bangin’ my head against the wall
Dead and gone

[Verse 2]
But I’m seein’ a pattern
Fallin’ from a ladder
Must be trippin’ like a cartoon
Slippin’ on a banana

Looked up in the sun
Burned out but I ain’t done
Ice cream meltin’ down
Drippin’ on the ground

Young black and gifted
Never lose, gotta be the shoes
That old money privilege
Got me confused
What is it you do?

[Chorus]
Got me thinking bout it
All day long
(Bangin’ my head against the wall)
All day long
(Bangin’ my head against the wall)
All day long
(Bangin’ my head against the wall)
All day long
And it’s all and it’s all and it’s all day long
‘Til we’re dead and gone

[Verse 3]
Maybe I’m trippin’ to tell the truth
Don’t have a clue
(Maybe you’re not alone, that’s right)
Maybe I missed out on my youth
Playing it cool

Man in the mirror like
Grow up, be a winner
Blow up, be a winner

[Chorus]
All day long, ’til we’re dead and gone
(be a winner)
All day long, ‘tll we’re dead and gone
(grow up, be a winner)
All day long, ’til we’re dead and gone
Bangin’ my head against the wall
All day long
And it’s all and it’s all and it’s all day long
Bangin’ my head against the wall
‘Til we’re dead and gone
And it’s all day long ’til we’re dead and gone
Bangin’ my head against the wall

Portugal. The Man – So Young (Woodstock Album)

[1st verse: John Gourley]
So young, just begun
Don’t need to live to know
What I’ve become
When ya wake up
Still in your make up
You’ll make it home just
Fine without breaking down

[Spoken sample interlude]
Man that’s so young [Zoe Manville]
That’s so young [A$AP Rocky]

[Bridge: John Gourley]
Stay calm, we’ll all just get along
Sit around, pretendin’ like nothing’s wrong
So long, love letter
But you and I are gonna live forever

[Chorus John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
I don’t need to make amends
But I’m done going undercover
I just want to find a friend
I don’t need another lover
One day the world may end
But there’s still plenty to discover
‘Til then I’ll just pretend
I don’t need another lover

[2nd verse: John Gourley]
So young, loaded gun
Oblivious to what the trigger does
When you wake up
Never gonna make up
Got ammunition on a mission
We’re gonna shoot you down

[Spoken sample interlude]
Man that’s so young [Zoe Manville]
That’s so young [A$AP Rocky]

[3rd verse: John Gourley]
Knocked out with the Midas touch
A champion wearing golden gloves
Got you punch drunk, seeing stars
Little birdies singing "why’d ya fall so hard?"

[2nd Chorus: John Gourley and Zoe Manville]
I don’t need to make amends
But I’m done going undercover
I just want to find a friend
I don’t need another lover
One day the world may end
But there’s still plenty to discover
‘Til then I’ll just pretend
I don’t need another lover

[4th verse: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
My light burning bright
Everlong till the thrill is gone
Love’s my battle cry
It’s never wrong
How I stay so strong
I’ll fight all my life
I’m all like I can’t go on
When I can’t go on
We’re gonna live forever
We’re gonna live forever

[3rd Chorus: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
I don’t need to make amends
But I’m done going undercover
I just want to find a friend
I don’t need another lover
Today the world will end
You never know we may recover
No time left to pretend
I don’t need another lover

[Outro]
Oooh… it’s troubling
When the belly of the beast starts rumbling
Oooh… it’s getting too hot
Like the summer in the city that we’re living in
Oooh… it’s troubling
When the belly of the beast starts rumbling
Oooh… it’s getting too hot
Like the summer in the city that we’re living in

Portugal. The Man – Mr Lonely (feat. Fat Lip) (Woodstock Album)

[Verse 1: Muddled]
Are you living your teens in a shed?
Is growing up giving you the bends?
Is my little sunshine getting jealous
Of the moonbeams feeling gloomy
In your bed?
Left your friends
Where the pavement ends
Little broken bones begins
But can you hear me now?

[Verse 1: John Gourley]
There’s glitter falling
And a banner that says
"Welcome to Hell"
Make yourself at home
Leave behind free will
Can you feel me now?

[Chorus: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
You know I can’t feel this pain in my heart
Because it’s honestly been falling apart
Maybe I’m too blind to see
Why trouble finds me
But if it’s here I’d rather see where it leads
Call me Mr. Lonely

[Chorus: Zach Carothers & Zoe Manville]
You can call me anything
Call me if you know me
You can call me King
I don’t know if you think below me
You can call me anything
Call me if you know me
You can call me King
While they’re hanging out below me
You can call me King
I don’t think you wanna know me
Don’t call me
Call me Mr. Lonely

[Verse 2: John Gourley]
The stars are falling
And I bet they got some stories to tell
Been that long ago
When I knew you well
Listen for a change
Can you hear it now?

[Chorus: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
You know I can’t feel this pain in my heart
Because it’s honestly been falling apart
Maybe I’m too blind to see
How trouble finds me
Well if it’s here I’m gonna see where it leads
Call me Mr. Lonely

[Chorus: Zach Carothers & Zoe Manville]
You can call me anything
Call me if you know me
You can call me King
I don’t know if you think below me
You can call me anything
Call me if you know me
You can call me King
While they’re hanging out below me
You can call me King
I don’t think you wanna know me
Don’t call me
Call me Mr. Lonely

[Verse 3: Muddled]
Whisper our dreams to the dark (hello?)
You know that song in your head
The bitter past sleeps
And the pity on believers
And we’re lookin’ for the way
Under there
We left our friends
Where the pavement ends
Little broken bones begin
But can you hear me now?

[Verse 4: Fat Lip]
Broken promises
Alcohol anonymous
Inducted in the hall of fame for vomitin’
I’ve puked round the world
I’m the Duke of Hurl
I used to have a girl
But she wasn’t happy
She left me naturally
She left with Natalie
They left in the back of a taxi
They was laughin’ at me
So I lit the club
Bottles up, poppin’ shit
False sense of happiness
Perhaps I’ll take what I get
I guess it’s better than nothing, right?
At least I got this blunt to light
I’m doin’ what I want tonight
Tomorrow I might fuck my life
Laugh once, cry twice
I’m bad at takin’ good advice
Man this lonely life ain’t nothin’ nice

Portugal. The Man – Tidal Wave (Woodstock Album)

I can see it in your eyes
See it in your face
Banging on your chest
Acting tough looking unfazed
Tripping over landlines
Cutting deep with a dull blade (blade)
Running out of unrest
Goin’ out of your mind
Lonely days will follow
Days will follow
And the gaze that stuck
The halls will know your name
Hit me like a tidal wave
Triggered by the aftershock
Hit me like a tidal wave
Triggered by the aftershock
Hit me like a tidal wave
Triggered by the aftershock
Aftershock
Aftershock
Triggered by the aftershock
I can see it with my own eyes
The tracks down your face
It can’t be easy tryna unwind
Sleepin’ on your day dreams
I’m not tryna role play
I keep thinkin’ break us take the wheel
These days can break
But I’m gonna take the wheel
Hit me like a tidal wave
Triggered by the aftershock
Hit me like a tidal wave
Triggered by the aftershock
Hit me like a tidal wave
Triggered by the aftershock
Aftershock
Aftershock
Triggered by the aftershock
Bet on the winners
Worst of you’s born to lose
Bed with no dinner
The rest of you’s born to lose
Better than zero
Worst of you’s born to lose
Bet on the winners
Hit me like a tidal wave
Triggered by the aftershock
Hit me like a tidal wave
Triggered by the aftershock
Hit me like a tidal wave
Triggered by the aftershock
Aftershock
Aftershock
Aftershock

Portugal. The Man – Noise Pollution (feat. Mary Elizabeth Winstead & Zoe Manville) (Version A, Vocal Up Mix 1.3) (Woodstock Album)

[Verse 1: John Gourley]
Hello, I’m, hello, I’m, hello, I’m
Hello, I’m introducing
Hello, I’m introducing
Live leak the revolution
Go stream it now on demand
New world distribution
Let’s make low resolutions
Let’s reverse evolution
Let’s leave behind this dry land
Crawl back to the ocean

[Pre-Chorus 1: Zoe Manville]
Act like you’re over it, still be upset
Naturally gifted or losing it
Act like you’re over it, still be upset
Naturally gifted, down for heavy lifting

[Chorus 1: John Gourley]
I know my rights, je t’aime Paris
Live or die like c’est la vie
With my fist in the air, "Je suis Charlie"
Can’t ya see I’m feeling magnifique?

[Post-Chorus 1: Zoe Manville]
So down, is there no hope?
I can’t believe in no one
So down, is there no hope?
I can’t believe in no one

[Interlude: John Gourley]
Out for me, out for me, out for me, out for me
They got it out for me, out for me, out for me, out for me

[Verse 2: John Gourley]
Broke out the institution
Got lost in the confusion
Not mad, man, I’m a big fan
I love that noise pollution
It’s in my constitution
Forever disillusioned
So, go on, keep on talking
Y’all can’t take my bullshit
Can’t take my bullshit
Can’t take my bullshit

[Pre-Chorus 2: John Gourley]
Act like you’re over it, still be upset
Naturally gifted, down for heavy lifting

[Chorus 1: John Gourley]
I know my rights, je t’aime Paris
Live or die like c’est la vie
With my fist in the air, "Je suis Charlie"
Can’t ya see I’m feeling magnifique?

[Post-Chorus 2: Zoe Manville & Mary Elizabeth Winstead]
So down, is there no hope? (C’est la vie)
I can’t believe in no one (I’m still feeling magnifique)
So down, is there no hope?
I can’t believe in no one

[Bridge: Mary Elizabeth Winstead]
Tu cries, tu souffres, et tu souris
Tu broies du noir, et tu rougis
Tu cries, tu souffres, et tu souris
Tu broies du noir et tu serais

[Chorus 1: John Gourley]
I know my rights, je t’aime Paris
Live or die like c’est la vie
With my fist in the air, "Je suis Charlie"
Can’t ya see I’m feeling magnifique?

[Chorus 2: John Gourley]
I know my rights, je t’aime Paris
Live or die like c’est la vie
Even when the world has it out for me
I’m still feeling magnifique

[Post-Chorus 3: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
So down, is there no hope?
I can’t believe in no one
So down, is there no hope? (C’est la vie)
I can’t believe in no one (Magnifique)
So down, is there no hope?
I can’t believe in no one

Seven Lions – Freesol (feat. Skyler Stonestreet) (Where I Won’t Be Found Album)

Didn’t see the warning
Hits me in the morning
Puts me in the moment
The moment
Didn’t find a reason
Hits me in the evening
Catch me when I breathe in, I breathe in.(freesol)

Feel the way that I do about you
Don’t let anyone know that I know
Hits me in the morning
Puts me in the moment.

Just look at me know
The sun setting gold
Look at me now
I’m freesol

Look at me now.

Didn’t see the warning
Hits me in the morning
Puts me in the moment
The moment
Didn’t find a reason
Hits me in the evening
Catch me when I breathe in, I breathe in.

Feel the way that I do about you
Don’t let anyone know that I know
Hits me in the morning
Puts me in the moment.

Just look at me know
The sun setting gold
Look at me now
I’m freesol.

Look at me nowww

Seven Lions – Where I Won’t Be Found (feat. NÉONHÈART) (Where I Won’t Be Found Album)

[Verse]
Take a breath I can feel it now
Raise my head I’m not looking down
Everything is shining out in the woods
Where I won’t be found
Take a breath I can feel it now
Raise my head I’m not looking down
Everything is shining out in the woods
Where I won’t be found(x8)
In the woods where I won’t be found

[Chorus]

I feel the sun I feel the sound but I’m
Walking on the wire(x2)
And I can fly and I can run but I’m
Walking on the wire(x2)
I feel the sun I feel the sound but I’m
Walking on the wire(x2)
And I can fly and I can run but I’m
Walking on the wire(x2)

[Drop]

Walking on the wire(x8)

In the woods
Where I won’t be found

[Chorus]

In the woods
Where I won’t be found
I feel the sun I feel the sound but
I’m walking on the wire
And I can fly and I can run but
I’m walking on the wire(x2)

[Drop]

Walking on the wire

[Outro]

I feel the sun I feel the sound(x5)

Seven Lions – Sun Won’t Rise (Where I Won’t Be Found Album)

Like the moon shines
But fades in the daylight
Will fade in your eyes
Like a sun shines
Embrace its last light
Have a doubt in your mind
And like the fall lines
Break from the inside
Have we broken this time?

Like the moon shines
But fades in the daylight
Have we reached the sunlight?
Give me a heart so I could bleed
Give me the stars so I could dream
Who will I be without you?
Who will I be without you?
Give me a heart so I could bleed
Give me the stars so I could dream
Who will I be without you?
Who will I be without you?

Hoping this sun won’t rise
Hoping this sun won’t rise
I’m hoping the sun won’t
Sun won’t, sun won’t rise
I’m hoping this sun won’t
Hoping this sun won’t
I’m hoping the sun won’t
Sun won’t, sun won’t rise

Who will I be without you?
Who will I be without you?
Who will I be without you?
Who will I be without you?

Seven Lions – Rescue Me (Where I Won’t Be Found Album)

[Verse 1]
Running ’round in circles, don’t need know which way to go
Caught up in the motion with feelings I-I can’t control

[Pre-Chorus]
Tried to contain all this overflow
Watch me spill over and float
A million pieces, a million pieces

[Chorus]
Know I can’t be trusted to wear it on my sleeve
Know I can’t be trusted to say just what I mean
All that I am asking for
You don’t rescue me
All that I am asking for
You don’t rescue me
All that I am asking for
You don’t rescue me
All that I am asking for
You don’t rescue me
All that I am asking for

[Drop]
All that I am asking for
All that I am asking for
All that I am asking for
All that I am asking for
All that I am asking for
All that I am asking for
All that I am asking for
All that I am asking for

[Verse 2]
Caught up in the moment of what I want
Can’t let go, ’til I got a motive
It’s what you want, what you’re waiting for

[Pre-Chorus]
Tried to contain all this overflow
Watch me spill over and float
A million pieces, a million pieces

[Chorus]
Know I can’t be trusted to wear it on my sleeve
Know I can’t be trusted to say just what I mean
All that I am asking for
You don’t rescue me
All that I am asking for
You don’t rescue me
All that I am asking for
You don’t rescue me
All that I am asking for
You don’t rescue me
All that I am asking for

[Post-Chorus]
You don’t rescue me
You don’t rescue me
You don’t rescue me
You don’t rescue me
All that I am asking for

[Drop]
All that I am asking for
All that I am asking for
All that I am asking for
All that I am asking for
All that I am asking for
All that I am asking for
All that I am asking for
All that I am asking for

Seven Lions – Without You My Love (Where I Won’t Be Found Album)

[Verse 1]
I said I’d be right here
I’d keep for all our years a ship through time
Your eyes betray all your fears, flood with all our tears
The tides were high

[Chorus]
I can’t be without you my love
Oh I can’t be without you my love
Without you my love (without you my love)
Without you my love (without you my love)
Oh I can’t be without you my love
Without you my love (without you my love)
Without you my love (without you my love)
Oh I can’t be without you my love

[Post-Chorus]
Without you my love
Without you my love
Without you my love
Without you my love
Oh I can’t be without you my love

[Chorus]
I can’t be without you my love
Oh I can’t be without you my love
Without you my love (without you my love)
Without you my love (without you my love)
Oh I can’t be without you my love
Without you my love (without you my love)
Without you my love (without you my love)
Oh I can’t be without you my love

[Post-Chorus]
Without you my love
Without you my love
Without you my love (Oh I)
Without you my love (Oh I)
Oh I can’t be without you my love

Crooked Colours – Flow (Vera Album)

[Verse 1]
I took off from paradise
And I landed in the jungle
I’ve spent the whole time lost in the clouds

[Verse 2]
I lost my body in the Summer storm
Somewhere over the ocean
I think my mind may also be gone

[Verse 3]
Something more than a steady hand
Is what I need to borrow
Just to level it out and make a new plan

[Verse 4]
Seems of me just to fall apart
To tremble and cower
So, I pray my eyes and ears will be last
Now flow us through

[Pre-Chorus 1]
See nobody go anymore
When colours start to bleed on the floor

[Chorus]
Now flow us through
Now flow us through
Now flow us through
Now flow us through

[Verse 5]
I took off in paradise
And I landed in the jungle
And I spent the whole time watching my back

[Verse 6]
I see your colour in the morning Sun
Somewhere over the ocean
And I swear it means more now that I’m done
Flow us through

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I see nobody go anymore
When colours start to bleed on the floor
So, flow us through, be strong, go on girl
I see nobody go
Flow us on

[Chorus 2]
Now flow us through
Now flow us through
Now flow us through
Now flow us through
Now flow us through
Now flow us through

Crooked Colours – Plymouth (Vera Album)

[Verse 1]
Hey, you still cool about it?
‘Bout me staying a while?
Girl, I’ll add some style to this home
Not a first date yet
You can fix all your phones
Until you’re pretty known

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Oh my, oh my god
I’ve been here for a minute
And it looks like you’re in it for the long…
Oh my, oh my god
Yeah, you’ve been known for pleasure
But you’ll stick with bad weather

[Instrumental Chorus]

[Verse 2]
How can you be so sure?
Nothing more than a few smooth words
A warm embrace when I saw you hurt
How can you be so sure?
When nothing more than a three short years
I think on when I see you here

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Oh my, oh my gosh
I’ve been here for a minute
And it seems like you’re in it for the long…
Oh my, oh my gosh
Yeah, you’ve been known for pleasure
But you’ll stick with bad weather

[Instrumental Chorus]

[Outro]
Hey, you still cool about it?
‘Bout me staying a while
Girl, I’ll add some style to this home
‘Bout me staying a while
Girl, I’ll add some style to this home
I’ll add some style to this home (Oh my)
I’ll add some style (Oh my)
I’ll add some style to this home (Oh my)
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my

Crooked Colours – I Hope You Get It (Vera Album)

[Verse 1]
Can’t escape your shackles of time
We [?] prison into our old mind
Don’t forget it now
Sunshine after shrouded behind
Total darkness, closed venetian blinds
I hope you get it now

[Pre-Chorus]
I hope you get it now
Feelin’ like there’s no way out
Lead me by the hand
Show this man there’s a greater route
I hope you get it now
Feelin’ like there’s no way out
Lead me by the hand
Show this man there’s a greater route

[Chorus 1]
Take me to a place where the quiet’s found
Take me to a place where there ain’t no sound
I know it exists, only seen a glimpse
Feel your soul drift, feel your soul drift
Feel your soul drift

[Verse 2]
Pull me up, set me free
Let my conscience be around this world that I can’t see
Been gallopin’ with Binky so long it’s quite hard to believe
I finally made it from beneath, this air’s much fresher to breathe
Those trials and tribulations convinced me on occasion
Where I belong was somewhere better than this civilisation
So, I was waitin’, waitin’ with a telescope and some dough
Hopin’ to hit you [?] before I learn a bit more

[Chorus 2]
Take me to a place where the quiet’s found
Take me to a place where there ain’t no sound
I know it exists, only seen a glimpse
Feel your soul drift, feel your soul drift

[Chorus 3]
Take me to a place where the quiet’s found
Take me to a place where there ain’t no sound
I know it exists, only seen a glimpse
Feel your soul drift, feel your soul drift
Feel your soul drift, feel your soul drift
Feel your soul drift, feel your soul drift

[Post-Chorus]
I hope you get it, I hope you get it now
I hope you get it
I hope you get it, I hope you get it now
Feel your soul drift, feel your soul drift
I hope you get it, I hope you get it now
I hope you get it, I hope you get it
I hope you get it, I hope you get it now
Feel your soul drift, feel your soul drift
I hope you get it, I hope you get it now
I hope you get it
I hope you get it, I hope you get it now
Feel your soul drift, feel your soul drift

Crooked Colours – Come Back To You (Vera Album)

[Verse 1]
I missed you not giving everything to high
But going out alone
I won’t turn my back, I won’t look to the side
In the shadows
How’s it feeling inside? Keeps on pulling to provide
But won’t I survive?
I won’t turn my back, I won’t look to the side
I won’t crawl through the shadows

[Pre-Chorus]
Bring me down
Cut me loose
I still can’t quite
Get over you

[Chorus]
I’m crawling home
Bring me to
I wish to
Come back to you
Whole body stoned
Dive into
I always do
Crawl back to you

[Verse 2]
How can’t you see that I won’t just run up high?
Girl, let’s watch the light
I won’t come back this time, keep an open mind
Don’t just watch me fly

[Pre-Chorus]
Bring me down
Cut me loose
I still can’t quite
Get over you

[Chorus]
I’m crawling home
Bring me to
I wish to
Come back to you
Whole body stoned
Dive into
I always do
Crawl back to you

[Chorus]
I’m crawling home
Bring me to
I wish to
Come back to you
Whole body stoned
Dive into
I always do
Crawl back to you

[Outro]
Body stoned
Bring me to
I wish to
Come back to you
Crawling home
Bring me to
I always do
Come back to you

Crooked Colours – Running Blind (Vera Album)

[Verse 1]
I’m so cruel
Look how bad I need you
Falls through, you’re so good
My shadow of you

[Verse 2]
I’m alright
Call a ceasefire
A pressed time, a shoreline
A tick on my side

[Chorus]
I’m so cruel
I need you
I’m alright
Just called a ceasefire

[Chorus]
I’m so cruel
I need you
I’m alright
Just called a ceasefire

[Verse 3]
Come inside, make yourself at home
Tell me why your body shows
I stick on, I keep my flow
Lead me to the shadow

[Verse 4]
Think I know [?]
It only took a second call
Now and then I push your hair
I creep along your narrow

[Chorus]
I’m so cruel
I need you
I’m alright
Just called a ceasefire

[Chorus]
I’m so cruel
I need you
I’m alright
Just called a ceasefire

[Verse 5]
Are you sure you need to know?
Come on in, come in close
Don’t doubt, I won’t let go
Baby, I just need to know

[Verse 6]
Are you sure you need to go?
Deep down, I know you know
Baby, I’m the loving kind
Take my hand, I’m running blind

[Refrain]
I’m running blind, take my hand
I’m running blind

[Verse 6]
Are you sure you need to go?
Deep down, I know you know
Baby, I’m the loving kind
Take my hand, I’m running blind

[Chorus]
I’m so cruel
I need you
I’m alright
Just called a ceasefire

[Chorus]
I’m so cruel
I need you
I’m alright
Just called a ceasefire

Crooked Colours – All Eyes (Vera Album)

[Verse 1
I know the deal you gotta do
Something that’s real, that only you can do
I hope you go into that storm
I’m sad I gotta stay and watch you fly alone

[Verse 2]
I’ll be right here, I won’t look down
[?] make it worse [?]
We can’t turn back, we can’t rewind
Well baby now we’re closer to the other side

[Chorus 1]
You want it now
So, I want you for it
All this time
So, I want you for it

[Refrain 1]
I’m all eyes, I wanna see you more
And realise what this is gonna do

[Verse 2]
I’ll be right here, I won’t look down
[?] make it worse [?]
We can’t turn back, we can’t rewind
Well baby now we’re closer to the other side

[Refrain 2]
Stay on the line, make a move
Call the shots, make up your mind

[Chorus 1]
You want it now
So, I want you for it
All this time
So, I want you for it

[Chorus 2]
[?]
So, I want you for it
All this time
So, I want you for it

[Refrain 2]
Stay on the line, make a move
Call the shots, make up your mind

[Refrain 1]
I’m all eyes, I wanna see you more
And realise what this is gonna do

[Refrain 2]
Stay on the line, make a move
Call the shots, make up your mind

Crooked Colours – Show Me (Vera Album)

[Verse 1]
Tell me, babe, I’ve got to know
Can you show me how to, can you show me how to?
Tell me, babe, I’ve got to know
Can you show me how to, can you show me how to?
Tell me, babe, I’ve got to know

[Chorus 1]
Show me how to, show me how to
Show me how to, show me how to
Show me how to, show me how to

[Verse 2]
Tell me, babe, I’ve got to know
Can you show me how to move, can you show me how to move and shuffle?
I don’t think you’ve got to go
Can you stay with me tonight, can you stay with me and drink this bottle?

[Interlude]
Come on, won’t you show it?
Don’t you think I know it?
It’s crazy, all this ghost shit
Oh my god, I’m still lit

[Chorus 2]
Show me how to, show me how to, show me how to
Show me how to, show me how to, show me how to
Show me how to

Crooked Colours – Perfect Run (Vera Album)

[Verse 1]
It’s breaking my heart
Every time you’re coming through
Falling apart
Didn’t think that I could lose
I wouldn’t really care for something more
But you woke me up, yes, you woke me up
And I don’t need myself to start a storm
I just need you, you

[Verse 2]
You’re breaking my heart
Every time you’re coming through
You pull me apart
Everytime your love breaks through
And we’ll hit the mart, doing smething tragic
I know where to start, we’ll find some magic there
We’ll find some magic there

[Outro]
Walk with me, take my hand
These colours will never stray, so, understand
It’s a perfect run straight through the tar
And we’re almost done, but we’ll never stop
It’s a perfect run straight through the tar
And we’re almost done, but we’ll never stop

Jarren Benton – The God Intro (The Mink Coat Killa Lp)

[Verse 1]
It’s East Side until my ashes in a gold vase
Ride downtown in my city bumpin’ Ghostface
Fuck the police, bitch
I feel like I’m O’Shea
Mental health problems nigga I know I’m not okay
Spillin’ Pinot Grigio while I count up this bread
I like my bitches pussy bald and my presidents dead
I shit in the booth, these hoes gon’ lick my dick in the coupe
I got these niggas scared to drop like that Bishop in Juice
I wear the mask with the butterfly knife don’t let me fuck up your life
I put your heart in a bucket of ice
I might be in a five star with a couple of dykes
It’s Lord Benton, ill nigga cuffin’ the mic
Niggas get shot everyday
He be aight, B
Gold Jesus piece hid over the polo white fleece
Fly niggas stay laced in vintage Versace
Need a stronger aerosol to mask the scent of the body
It’s the God nigga

[Verse 2]
Money over bitches
Power over cowards
Niggas plottin’ so I bathe with the shotty in the shower
Homicide investigate a body every hour
Paranoid like smoke’ll prolly buy an 8th of sour
The soundtrack to a killa’s last breath
Up at Follies blowin’ bread ’til ain’t no fuckin’ cash left, nigga
Never let no wet pussy fuck your dough up
Toast to the dead niggas, pour up
Blood money in the ziplock so it don’t mold up
I feel like Mitch in the cherry red Beamer bumpin’ Cold Crush
Second childhood, niggas grow up
The God in [?] bitches go nuts
I’m stuntin’ like Money Mayweather
The cash is way better than being broke
Get topped in the back of the grey Tesla
Lord have mercy the wolves are hungry and thirsty
Screw the barrel on the mouth of the 30, arrivederci
It’s the God, nigga

Jarren Benton – C.R.E.A.M. ’17 (feat. Nick Grant) (The Mink Coat Killa Lp)

[Intro: Jarren Benton]
Yeah
Uh
Cash rule everything around me

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
My momma must have did crack in the 80’s
Came out the pussy hole acting this crazy
Shit they put you in the pages for smackin’ your babies
Keep starin’ I draw the weapon like Keith Haring
It’s apparent these niggas wildin’ they need parents
Bitch I’m ruthless, I’m fucked and I make excuses
Then throw the deuces I told you bitches we ain’t exclusive
I’ma black activist on Actavis your math don’t add up
These niggas bad at calculus I never close the Maybach curtains
Wipe the prints off the cage that merked ’em
Circle the block and hit the lane that’s smirkin’
Ain’t nothing funny ay
Money talks and niggas is dummies
It’s a wrap, the stick left you stiff as a mummy
These niggas bleedin’, don’t front like your ass is Christopher Reeves
Ain’t no fuck this Superman you get wet up in your jeans (erghh)
I can’t sleep cuz I ain’t count a billion yet
I got killas on payroll, let me feelin’ a check ay
How you broke when you just had a million net
They say black’s bad with money can’t get rid of his debt
Damn
Pistol on me
Marinara with rigatoni
I eat like Tony Soprano
Don’t front you niggas know me
You can’t win when you got haters on the team
They did that nigga Eric Garner like he Radio Raheem (blerghhh)
No D batteries they train ’em at academies
No empathy for niggas just wet up their whole anatomy
Sadly another casualty
Too many niggas wanna be rappers, trappers, and athletes

[Verse 2: Nick Grant]
Okay I’m back in business
But never slack I’m stuck in the era of trap pretenders
Who would’ve known the underworld was filled with Master Splinters
Life is a bitch
My biggest distraction, the baddest women
My momma told me, "Nigga focus on academics"
I’m pistol totin’ the biggest bang could slap a chemist
I’m Maury Povich, Mama cryin’ cuz Daddy missin’
I’m back with vengeance the label gave me no rapper image
I’m too authentic, I’m too much for the avid listener
The back, the center, stick up niggas like Robin Givens
I’m from the city, they blow out brains, we optimistic
No competition, I’m droppin’ wisdom, the hottest nigga
I’m ridin’ Phantom with your bitch, that’s a Goblin visit
I went from no pot to piss in to a pile of vicious
It feel like a [?] of princes with a pinch of Catholicism
The modern Jigga, the Nas, mixed with the album Thriller
You dancin’ with the stars, the cosmos are outta rhythm
These niggas hatin’, my patience thin as these model bitches
I balls out, my cash straight, I’m Skylar Diggins
I balls out, cash straight, you gotta dig it
I’m hotter than a lot of niggas, fuck it, all ’em niggas
I’m going nuts George Carver nigga pause a nigga
Fresh like a Harlem nigga man what’s wrong with niggas
Tell your baby mama she should call an awesome nigga
Ferrari Spider shit just looks like it’s crawlin’ nigga
I’m the man, did that shit with no father figure
My shooter cold with the Tommy like watchin’ Martin nigga
I’m so for real, my jokes are deep, the sharks’ll giggle
I’m talkin’ riddles, the game’s a jungle I’m Robin Williams
What’s poppin’ Benton we eatin’ it’s time to starve them niggas
We eatin’ it’s time to starve them niggas
If niggas won’t smoke we gon get to coughin’ nigga

Jarren Benton – $30K Mink (The Mink Coat Killa Lp)

Verse 1
Yeah, uh
Too many dickriders, not enough trendsetters, I spend cheddar
On Coogi men sweaters, rugers for the vendettas
These niggas been hatin’ so pussy they menstruating
Fly nigga with thin patience, Ben Franklins
Rain on bitches when they droppin’ their thongs
It’s the god, when they play this, Flex drop me a bomb
Never joined a band but I went and got me a drum
Hunnid rounds to your face when the ox in my palm
Salute to statin’, If they ain’t heard of Benton, you should slap ’em. Man, woman and child go buy the fucking album
Sneaker addict, I stay killing shit, Grim Reaper at it
Pardon me, don’t mean to be dramatic
Y’all niggas fake like the easter rabbit
A line of coke will make me see sporadic
Detail the whip tell ’em to clean the fabric
Uhh, I’m going back to Cali
She too ghetto for that five star, took that hoe to Rallys
I got that bitch the number 2
Mink Coat Killa tell them pussy ass niggas that they summer’s through
I might perform at bonnaroo
Ooh, Piss on your grave, real niggas will never honor you
Blaow, Sarah connor let the llama loose
Ay rest in peace niggas salute pour out 100 proof

Interlude
Yeah, I’m just talking my shit, fuck this shit, let me go again

Verse 2
My goons rip the draco
Blunts top me off a Winnebago
I take my bitch shoe shopping on Rodeo
It’s all about the pesos, money talks case closed
Real niggas never break O’s
Death threats will make ’em holler’ peace
Tommy wearing breakers cream wallabies
Fuck y’all apologies
Bullets in the back of the king’s head
I don’t respect a nigga that would steal from his family because he need bread
The people still need water in Flint
And they worry bout’ the border, nigga, Karma’s a bitch
Bless the kid that gotta grow up like, "My father’s a snitch."
King Benton, I probably got your broad on my dick
Ugh, I’m slick like Micheal Jackson’s loafers
Mud on my kicks this motherfucking sofa
I walk out the crib like "Where the fuck the chauffeur?"
[?] and hold a pistol like motherfuck the holster, nigga

Outro
Goddamn man
I’m just talkin’ my shit, man
Mink Coat Killa man
I appreciate y’all niggas for tuning in
8Track on the beat
Spitzwell on the muthafuckin buttons and shit
It’s the God baby
You see the way this muthafuckin mink fit
And you never met a nigga with hundred thousand dollar minks on his bad bitch
30 thousand dollar minks bitch
You know what I’m saying, bitch?
Do something with yourself you funky dog-faced bitch
Lord Benton
Church

Jarren Benton – The One (feat. Demrick) (The Mink Coat Killa Lp)

[Intro
*Sample*

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
Yeah, bitches, the king grimy like i’m prince akeem [?]
These niggas talk sideways like they gon’ lynch my team
Bitches throw the pussy thinking they gon’ spend my CREAM. These hoes can’t even get the lint that’s sitting in my jeans
Tec In The church
I bet they want, the second it burst
My white bitch a dead head so i get neck in the hearse, Get it? Such into hootie swag pistol in the Gucci bag
[?] handle covered up with the Louie rag
Praise the lord benton 911 porsche spinnin
Wine from Italy pop corks with divorced women
Send a prayer to all incarcerated Scarfaces
Niggas turn to tracks star winning Narcs’ chase us
God shining like for brothers stuck in dark places
[?] Get shanked up with sharp razors
Gators’ fit me like the pimp of the year
I throw a nigga off the plane and watch him flip from the [?]
Labels raping niggas, started waking niggas, bitch, i came for dinner
I watch these rappers turn to bitches like they Kaitlyn Jenner
I need a bitch with a Kardashian ass
Hit that ass flat she better have Kardashian cash
When i smash, why these bitches wanna crash in the pad?
I got money to make, bitch, you better grab you a cab
Salute to stat and i be [?} in my army jacket lining
Grim reaper marking all these corny faggots rhyming, Motherfucker

[Hook: Demrick]
[?]
No mercy for those who wanna see they enemy
Head is the bread it’s the perfect recipe
Count my blessing every night before i sleep
Cause i’m the one

*Scratches* I’m the one
*Scratches* I’m the one
*Scratches* I’m the one

[Verse 2: Jarren Benton]
Ladies, rub your titties if you love hip-hop
I give a bitch the world if she know how to ride a stiff cock
Gucci ski-mask i make the coward run his wristwatch
OG Kush inside the ziplock we ’bout to twist Pac’ Grady baby, poverty make me crazy
Loan and disabilities mama could hardly raise me
My niggas like a chemist in the kitchen
These bitches acting different and they feelings you don’t fuck with Mr.Benton
Expensive mix, puking liquor in the kitchen sink
Gold on my teeth. I make these peasants kiss these feet Everything i drop is fire i don’t miss a beat
I’m out in Cali with my nigga Flick, Twist and Keith
My niggas hustle cuz’ they job is ‘Care for family’ [?]
“I’m with your BM in the Caiman Islands parasailing
Gold on me like Rick the Ruler i get the Moolah
Niggas [?] Wool loco on the front of my hoodie
Boogeyman benton, rappers better run from the bully
Click, click, blaow, Told that nigga to catch me outside
I’m Negan with Lucille, i’m bout’ to bash out his eyes
Still Eastside, drugs got my brain refried
It’s that Wu killer shit swarming out the beehive
I bring the motherfucking rockets, let the stainless touch ’em. These niggas softer than the center of a danish muffin

[Hook: Demrick]
[?]
No mercy for those who wanna see they enemy
Head is the bread it’s the perfect recipe
Count my blessing every night before i sleep
Cause i’m the one

*Scratches* I’m the one
*Scratches* I’m the one
*Scratches* I’m the one

Jarren Benton – Tears (feat. Big Cheeko) (The Mink Coat Killa Lp)

After laughter, comes tears
After laughter, comes tears

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
Uh, Yeah
Shed tears for my niggas that perished
Sippin’ red wine in Paris, get topped on a terrace
Spent a night on the carouse
These bitches flock when you wear it
Faggots knockin’ your marriage
Then go and plot with a sheriff
Rats, blowin’ kush in a Cubano Cigarillo
If the pussy good I let the bitch go buy a few stiletto’s
It’s the god, bon voyage niggas is frauds
You ain’t hard, I’ll pull up, take a shit in your yard
These faggots yappin’ with the captain and Sarge’
The killas pull up with the straps and then they clap at your car
It’s a homicide, likely you traumatized
God bless the kid that really lived that shit that you personify
Started lord’s best work through a sonogram
Murder rappers, the Son of Sam
I put ’em under the sand, ugh
Niggas passing and we pour more beers
Still grieving so we pour more tears
What the fuck?

After laughter, comes tears
After laughter, comes tears

[Verse 2: Big Cheeko]
Yo, Yo, uh
Niggas forget to mention when you break em off with digits
Put ’em up in position, get ’em high as a ceilin’
I’mma chase the feelin’
And I won’t let up on these niggas till I count a million
I won’t be specific
See I came from the bottom I ain’t seen enough
Bitches further on my dick when I clean it up
This the mind call me ‘papa’ is you in or what?
I live the life that these niggas just wanna rap about
Haters fold like money and keep they hands out
I got niggas locked down tryna stand out
You said you bossed up my nigga whats your plan ’bout
Free all my niggas from them cells when I make it out
Seen a nigga shot dead in my younger years
So when I’m cryin’ on a track, boy, these hunger tears
They sayin’ Biggie is back but now he backpackin’
And if your soul is dead I get it back crackin’

After laughter, comes tears
After laughter, comes tears

[Verse 3: Jarren Benton]
Uh
Niggas kill and tat a tear on his face
And then appear at the wake
And hug his enemy’s mama and didn’t break, damn
I need the rake, the money and tractor
Snakes and the bitches with the fat ass tits and small waists
Baby girl just wanna be a Kardashian, I ain’t mad at them
Lames getting lost in that pussy just like a labyrinth
Girl, that shit hot, she probably burn down the Vatican
Lord Benton in that Benz wagon, looking ravishing, nigga
Cartier frames cover his pain
Bodies on that pistol, serial got scuffed from the paint
Another black death, heard he caught a slug to his brain
After his death, his brother wasn’t the same
Ain’t no love in this game
Cried so much he dried his tear ducts up
Now he want revenge, lurkin’ with the AR tucked
It’s on sight, like Blaow, bout to spray y’all up
Ay why the devil always prey on us?
It’s more tears, nigga

After laughter, comes tears
After laughter, comes tears
(After laughter comes tears)
I’ll try to hold back my, my, my tears
But they keep saying
(After laughter comes tears)
After your laughter oh, oh, oh
I’ll try to hide, hide my sorrow
I wonder, can I hold them till tomorrow