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Machine Gun Kelly – Golden God

Ay, red lights on in the boulevard
That means business
Ay, throw up in this bitch, I might
Corny bitches make me sick
I might throw up in this bitch, throw up in this bitch
Gunna
Made man like Joe Pesci
I need DeNiro or I’ll rob her
I had to skate Wayne Gretzky
Called an Uber helicopter
Bought a pound from a rasta
Bought the yayo from Miguel, though
Award shows need an Oscar
They need my merchandise on Melrose
David Bowie of my generation
Kill them all, we violent with no hesitation
Came from public education
Ramen noodles with the bacon
I was working at Chipotle, I was finna have a baby
Went from stealing out of Walmart to president of operations
Dub was working at the steel shop
Slim was working off of 1st block
We still roll together every day
Except we might be on a private plane
Why would you ever come from nothing
And not do whatever the fuck you wanted
Baby you’re asking why I’m such a legend
I took so much acid, I be forgetting
I’m a golden god, I’m a golden god
I’m on the roof of the party
Still almost famous, still all the way dangerous
Still dirty Chuck Taylors, still hanging with gangstas
The type to put the red beam on you, I ain’t talk about a laser
We the golden squad, we the golden squad
Double X, we the hardest
Need double mercy Marty
Should’ve never got it started
Motherfucker, I’m retarded
Do you know how I’m regarded?
King of underground, King of Cleveland town
King of marijuana gardens
I can’t stop myself from coughing
Four thousand dollar bong rip
Custom made for the new house
Can’t believe I never had shit
2012 was a good year, 2017 too lit
20/20 vision, see the future
Looks like the crown do fit
I am king of this new shit, seven rings and a pool stick
8 ball, let sway roll, rockstars don’t say no
This beat so flame, though, I forgot to say my name, though
Bitch, I’m G-U-double N-A, Gunna
Never like my mother, fighter, not a lover
Man, I’m wildin’ every summer
I ain’t like my daddy, he religious
I’m with bitches burning rubber
Yah I’m a desperado, whiskey bottles, .38 bang, bang, bang
Models be on the same thang, thang
EST, that’s the gang, gang, gang
I’m a golden god, I’m a golden god
I’m a golden god, I’m a golden god
I’m a golden god, I’m a golden god
I’m a golden god, I’m a golden god
I’m on the roof of the party
Bitch, I thought it was a drought
Bitch, I thought you had the clout
I’m a golden god, I’m a golden god
I’m on the roof of the party
Still almost famous, still all the way dangerous
Still all the way dangerous

Gwen Stefani – You Make It Feel Like Christmas (feat. Blake Shelton) (Lyric Video)

I want to thank the storm that brought the snow (uh uh)
Thanks to the string of lights that make it glow (uh)
But I wanna thank you, baby
You make it feel like Christmas
It barely took a breath to realize
We’re gonna be a classic for all time
I wanna thank you, baby
You make it feel like Christmas
Sweet gingerbread made with molasses
My heart skipped and I reacted
Can’t believe that this is happening
Like a present sent from God
Sleigh bells singing hallelujah
Stars are shining on us, too
I wanna thank you, baby
You make it feel like Christmas
Thought I was done for, thought that love had died
But you came along I swear you saved my life
And I wanna thank you, baby
You make it feel like Christmas
Sweet gingerbread made with molasses
My heart skipped and I reacted
Can’t believe that this is happening
Like a present sent from God
Sleigh bells singing hallelujah
Stars are shining on us, too
I wanna thank you, baby
You make it feel like Christmas
I never thought I’d find a love like this
But I found forever in that very first kiss
I wanna thank you, baby
You make it feel like Christmas
Oh oh (oh thank you baby)
I wanna thank you, baby
You make it feel like Christmas

Hopsin – Witch Doctor

[Intro]
Undercover Prodigy
Come on!

[Verse 1]
Look, I ain’t gon’ lie to you motherfuckers, I’m bad business
I ain’t that industry nigga who always ass-kissin’
I got mad disses for anybody who askin’ and
Y’all can sit and pout as you watch how I handle cash gettin’
And bitch, I made hits, day to day in the basement
Slavin’ away, playin’ the game, makin’ my name fizz
And lowkey I been checkin’ to see how Dame is
And without Hop, I’m sorry nigga, you ain’t shit
Do somethin’, got you goose bumpin’
Who fuckin’ with me? I’m rude, rugged and lovin’ intrude ruckus
Too stubborn, I got the motherfuckin’ juice chuggin’
You think you runnin’ shit but you really my cute puppet
Just danglin’ from a string, I was made to disrupt the peace
Don’t care if you poppin’, bitch, you basic as fuck to me
I’ve been labeled a fuckin’ beast, it’s a fatal corrupt disease
Don’t be callin’ tryna sit for a bagel and cup of tea, my nigga

[Hook]
Ooh, you don’t want the backlash
Why you actin’ like a badass? Slow down, nigga!
Fuck around and break you off proper
You gon’ need to see the fuckin’ witch doctor (sangoma)
Nigga, peep game, no shame, I won’t ever change
You don’t want the backlash
Why you actin’ like a badass? Slow down, nigga!
Savage!

[Verse 2]
I’m the dirty scoundrel, livin’ life on the down-low
I’ve been to Hell, I sat with the man of the household
My heart froze, but you don’t wanna know how cold
I feel like the one, but I ain’t what you should count on
Buckle up, nigga! Have a blast, I’m an avalanche
Mashin’ fans down on your master plan with a planned attack
It’s like a massive pack of elephants, charge you with cataracts
So call an ambulance, I’m the straw that just broke the camel’s back
You don’t want problems, I’m serious, I am too sick (yeah, yeah)
I promise I ain’t delirious, I can prove it (yeah, yeah)
Think twice, nigga, I’m eerie as Tyson’s toothpick
Undercover Prodigy, visualize the movement, nigga
This is a brand new side of me that’s emergin’
Evil and purgin’, I am more deceivin’ in person
Screamin’ and cursin’, fuck the world with penis insertions
I’ma feel this way until the day I’m leavin’ this Earth, man

[Hook]
Ooh, you don’t want the backlash
Why you actin’ like a badass? Slow down, nigga!
Fuck around and break you off proper
You gon’ need to see the fuckin’ witch doctor (sangoma)
Nigga, peep game, no shame, I won’t ever change
You don’t want the backlash
Why you actin’ like a badass? Slow down, nigga!
Savage!

[Chorus]
Soek jy ‘n sangoma, soek jy ‘n sangoma, a sangoma
I can show you the way if you want to know
Witch doctor, witch doctor
Soek jy ‘n sangoma, soek jy ‘n sangoma, a sangoma
Somebody better call the witch doctor (witch doctor)
Wi-wi-wi-witch doctor!

[Verse 3]
Listen, I ain’t gon’ pretend to be the best
I don’t give a fuck about ever being politically correct
Look at the fans that all my misery has blessed
As long as I’m breathin’ I ain’t gon’ give emcees a rest
Music can make a struggle seem cool — it’s not
Do you know what the fuck I’ve been through? A lot
There is an evil me that speaks to me every evening
I tried to get rid of him but he rules my thoughts

[Hook]
Ooh, you don’t want the backlash
Why you actin’ like a badass? Slow down, nigga!
Fuck around and break you off proper
You gon’ need to see the fuckin’ witch doctor (sangoma)
Nigga, peep game, no shame, I won’t ever change
You don’t want the backlash
Why you actin’ like a badass? Slow down, nigga!
Slow down, nigga!
Why you actin’ like a badass? Slow down, nigga!

[Chorus]
Soek jy ‘n sangoma, soek jy ‘n sangoma, a sangoma
I can show you the way if you want to know
Witch doctor, witch doctor
Soek jy ‘n sangoma, soek jy ‘n sangoma, a sangoma
Savage!
Somebody better call the witch doctor (witch doctor)
Wi-wi-wi-witch doctor!

YoungBoy Never Broke Again – GG (Remix) (feat. A Boogie With The Hoodie)

[Intro]
Free my niggas out the can
Nigga, this that crazy man
I ain’t even put no effort, crazy man

[Verse]
Draw down with that Glock, bitch don’t make no sound
Say somethin’ and get shot, bitch face down to the ground
I ain’t got no respect, you might think I’m dumb
I’m just 17, with a whole lotta money
Fuck you, bitch I hopped up out that coupe
Tell me hoe, if you don’t like me why you worried about what I do
See the car I pulled up in so you might think I flew
(Tell me why you say that Youngboy?)
Cause bitch I’m flyer than your dude
If you think I fuck with that lil hoe, then you a fool
I ain’t got no education, I dropped out of school
No security with me so I’m strapped up with that tool
Try to take my jewelry off and you gon’ make the news
Cuban links around my neck, it cost me 22
Audemar Piguet, coulda’ went and bought a school
Went to Neiman Marcus for my pants and my shoes
Five thousands dollars, what I paid for the whole fit
I just took a loss so I’m goin’ on a heist
Hold a tool in yo face like chino do a bike
Too much money on me for to raise my hands and fight
Thunder in my clip, fuck around get hit with light

Draw down with that Glock, bitch don’t make no sound
Say somethin’ and get shot, bitch face down to the ground
I ain’t got no respect, you might think I’m dumb
I’m just 17, with a whole lotta money
Fuck you, bitch I hopped up out that coupe
Tell me hoe, if you don’t like me why you worried about what I do
You ain’t see the car I pulled up in so you might think I flew
(Tell me why you say that Youngboy?)
Cause bitch I’m flyer than your dude

21 Savage, Offset & Metro Boomin – Ghostface Killers (feat. Travis Scott)

[Chorus: Offset]
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Trappin’ the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man

[Verse 1: Offset]
Yeah, put on the Patek, poppin’ xannys, I’m an addict
Break the mattress with a baddie on the addy
Diamonds flashing, need some glasses for the flashing, yeah
Michael Jackson with this fashion, bitch I’m dabbin’, yeah
All of this shit on purpose got these bitches slurpin’
All your pockets on hurting, nigga you can be my servant
Go to the lot and young nigga don’t lease it, I purchase
After I cut off a thot I give her some money for service (here)
Wherever I go the whole gang gon’ go, yeah (gang)
You cannot tame the ho because you want fame for sure (tame)
You think that you rich ’cause you got a hundred or more
I got an over overload like I just sold my soul
I, pour up a four, a liter, I got the stripes, Adidas
I got a foreign mamacita and I been known to beat it (mama)
Niggas ain’t goin’ defeated, we get the guns immediate
Don’t burn in the coupe, it’s an Italy
These niggas is broke and it’s pitiful

[Chorus: Offset]
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Trappin’ the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Yeah, Kim Jong, yeah big bombs (21)
Wonder Bread man, make your bitch lick crumbs (yeah)
Audemars Piguet flooded, got my wrist numb (bling)
Grab the hitstick, nigga tryna blitz some’
Dope boy, dope boy, I sell coke boy (21)
You broke ass rappers food, it’s a po boy (21)
Everybody the same, all these niggas sound alike (dick riders)
Fox 5 gang, turn you to a candlelight
Bitch boy I’m a mobster, shrimp in my pasta
Jamaican Don Dada, hang ’round the shottas
Mad Max nigga, yeah I hang with the killers (21)
Planet of the Apes, yeah I hang around gorillas (on god)
I got AK, SK, HK, broad day (21)
You a fuckboy, we ain’t with the horseplay (bitch)
Shrimp ass nigga, did you do your chores today? (21)
Do you wanna take a ride with the coroner today? (21)

[Chorus: Offset]
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Trappin’ the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man

[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
Drop from the heavens straight in the wild (yeah)
Trunk in the front, top gotta slide
Ride suicides, we keep this shit alive (yeah)
Jumping out the public houses, don’t you come outside
(Straight up)
Private status, tryna land the jet at Magic (how you goin’?)
Goin’ way up, on my way to cut through traffic (what you poppin’)
Pop the seal and pop the bean, I need the balance (pop it, pop it)
Bloody ass is what I’m seeing, it’s way too graphic
Watch your fingers ’cause the cactus dangerous (yeah)
Broke, you ain’t us, we don’t speak that language
On the couches
Tom Cruise, I’ma make her see, she snort a mountain
Rackades on the outfit will make her bounce it
Good drank my life yeah, CPR my pipe, yeah
Please need the energy, only got a night, yeah (it’s lit)
Nike boys, we don’t do three stripes (yeah)
I’m living for my niggas that do life, yeah

[Chorus: Offset]
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Trappin’ the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man

Kodak Black & Plies – Too Much Money (Uncensored)

[Intro: Kodak Black]
Like you niggas ain’t even doing shit
You niggas running around here
Talking about a nigga hating on you
But real shit though dog it’s too much money out here to be hating

[Hook: Kodak Black]
Too much money out here
Too much money out here to be hating (yea)
Peep but I dont speak, I see that shit but I don’t say none (yea)
Come through with that ray
Come through, come through with that ray gun
Free cologne baby, you dig what i’m saying, she love my fragrance (ay)
Too much money out here
Too much money out here to be hating (yea)
Peep but i dont speak, I see that shit but I don’t say none (yea)
Come through with that ray
Come through, come through with that ray gun
Free cologne baby, you dig what i’m saying, she love my fragrance

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
You know Ima keep it 1k bruh
One hunnid, it ain’t in there
You ain’t real, don’t say none
Who let fooly in here?
You been shooting that tooly
Peeling, wheeling and tooling
I get stupid stupid
I might keep that woolley
I just got the bag and ran through it
Got it back and threw it
All of the young niggas know what’s winning
I’m trynna watch my man do it
He’s a track star, I just ran into him
She’s a fast broad, I just ran into her
He’s a bastard, where’s his dad going
Bust his ass son, you your daddy son
That’s a Nascar, watch him blast off
That’s a fast car, I hop out Jaguar

[Hook: Kodak Black]
Too much money out here
Too much money out here to be hating (yea)
Peep but i dont speak, I see that shit but I don’t say none (yea)
Come through with that ray
Come through, come through with that ray gun
Free cologne baby, you dig what i’m saying, she love my fragrance (ay)
Too much money out here
Too much money out here to be hating (yea)
Peep but i dont speak, I see that shit but I don’t say none (yea)
Come through with that ray
Come through, come through with that ray gun
Free cologne baby, you dig what i’m saying, she love my fragrance

[Verse 2: Plies]
[?]
Y’all hating I’m at the cliff boy
I already made the money
They cave me the way
I don’t even know why you dissing for
Everyone know I got 16 cars
I don’t even know why you tripping for
You already know I’m fucking your lady
I don’t even know why you hit me for
I keep money in all four of my pockets
Fake real clean I don’t award nobody
Why I keep the bag, I don’t short nobody
Pill kicked in I got Xan in my body
I can buy a Bugatti now
I swear I’m a savage lil nigga, you know I don’t care
I got so many clothes, don’t know what I would wear
I’m on the one-way [?]
Hoes fuck around like TMZ
All white on me like CMG
Everyday I’m living like PNB
Got a Benz in the yard that’s a AMG
Pick a nigga bitch on INT
Ball on your ass like CP3
Everyday know me, don’t need a ID
You the police like CPD

[Hook: Kodak Black]
Too much money out here
Too much money out here to be hating (yea)
Peep when Ion speak, I see that shit but I don’t say none (yea)
Come through with that ray gun
Come through, come through with that ray gun
Free cologne baby, you dig what i’m saying, she love my fragrance (ay)
Too much money out here
Too much money out here to be hating (yea)
Peep when Ion speak, I see that shit but I don’t say none (yea)
Come through with that ray gun
Come through, come through with that ray gun
Free cologne baby, you dig what i’m saying, she love my fragrance

Kygo – Permanent (feat. JHart)

You just
You made it look easy
It’s like you didn’t feel it

Not like I do
I followed
I followed the pieces
I tried to receive it
To when it was good

Oh look, I don’t wanna feel like somebody
While nothing else ever feels like your body
‘Cause we held the world, we were turning it
For a moment there, it was permanent
I drive the streets, when you told me your secrets
We made mistakes, but we both we didn’t mean it
And we held the world, we were turning it
For a moment there, it was permanent

I’ll bet
I’ll bet you’re in Seoul
Dancing in slow-mo
With someone new
I cared I
I hope you’ll never forget it
The night’s just too weary
Like all your tattoos

Oh look, I don’t wanna feel like somebody
While nothing else ever feels like your body
‘Cause we held the world, we were turning it
For a moment there, it was permanent
I drive the streets, when you told me your secrets
We made mistakes, but we both we didn’t mean it
And we held the world, we were turning it
For a moment there, it was permanent

Permanent
Permanent
Permanent
For a moment there
It was permanent

Kylie Minogue – Dreams

[Verse 1]
To have any man but to love only one
To wake with the moon and sleep with the sun
To be a sinner, a saint, a lover and friend
To know a beginning but never an end
To fly in the ocean, swim in the skys
Believer in truth, defendant of lies
To be of purest love, the deepest pain
To be lost and found again and again and again

[Chorus]
These are the dreams
Of an impossible princess
These are the dreams
Of an impossible princess

[Verse 2]
To know the power of wealth and poverty
To taste every moment and try everything
To be hailed as a hero, branded a fool
Believe in the sacred and break every rule
To give in to pleasure with no boundaries
Living in chaos and harmony
To feel the touch of a man, a woman’s caress
To know the limits of torture and tenderness

[Chorus]
These are the dreams
Of an impossible princess
These are the dreams
Of an impossible princess

[Bridge]
Man and woman, boy and girl
They want to escape this world
Man and woman, boy and girl
They want to escape this world

[Chorus]
(These are the dreams)
Of an impossible princess
(These are the dreams)
Of an impossible princess
It’s a way of dealing with all the feeling
Keep believing in dreams
Of an impossible princess
It’s a way of dealing with all the feeling
Keep believing in dreams
Of an impossible princess

Lil Wop – Sinister

[Intro]
Ahhh, ayyy
Evil Haze
Black Money Boyz Deathrow, fuck nigga
Ayy, Wop
It’s Wop, it’s Wop
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
Wake up take a piss, ayy
Then I grab my trip, ayy
Wake up, hit a lick, ayy
Turned into a hit, ayy
Lookin’ for your bitch, she in the kitchen whipping bricks, ayy
I don’t fuck with niggas ’cause these niggas ain’t legit, ayy
Xan is all I eat, ayy
Ain’t got sleep this week, ayy
I can’t keep the peace, ayy
I stay with my piece, ayy
Chopper in the passenger, your bitch in the backseat, ayy
Poppin’ percs and poppin’ xans until I hit the seats, ayy

[Break]
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 2]
Bitch, it’s Wop, I feel like I’m the shit, ayy
That’s your bitch, I took your bitch, she gave me top up in the whip
I ain’t got no heart, so I can’t love a bitch for shit, ayy
You gon’ kiss that bitch and she was sucking on my dick, ayy (you whore)
Got it out the pot, ayy, Wopster got it off the block
A convertible or drop, we skrt up off the lot, ayy
[?] getting hot, I got rocks up in my socks, ayy
[?] working, had the Glock, [?] still back at the spot, ayy (you whore)

NO1-NOAH – Stuck On Stupid

Baby you hiding, baby misguided
I just know how to find her
Say you about it, but you so quiet
Round like how do you hide it
Bumpin’ and grindin’
Ride it, slide it, grind it
I keep it silent, think that you got me
I cannot fight it, baby, think that I like it
I can’t one night it
I’m not the type to but I think I gotta wife her
Nobody like her, it’s perfect timing
Tell me, how did I find this
Can’t go without it, can’t go without it
Baby, can’t go without it
Stop with the hiding
Stop with the hiding, just be about it, oh
My friends telling me get rid of you
Try and find somebody new
But I can’t just get away from you
But

I ain’t good at taking advice
I ain’t accept that at all
I ain’t good at taking advice
But I’m good at taking falls
I just wonder what you did to me
To make me fall in love
To make me feel like I need you
And I can’t have no one else
I say

Triple 1, 11102
11102, 2 for deuces if you say we’re thru
I say
Triple 1, 11102
11102, 2 for deuces if you say we’re thru
Triple
Triple 1, 11102
11102, 2 for deuces if you say we’re thru
Triple
Triple 1, 11102
11102, 2 for deuces if you say we’re thru
Triple

Say that shit
Got a problem, then say that shit
You know I don’t play that shit
Girl, you know I don’t take that shit
Don’t hide then say those things
Girl, now you played my shit
And now another nigga knows
And I can’t erase that shit

I ain’t going to your message
I ain’t going to your house
Cause there’s always some regret
When I’m on my way walking out
I ain’t going to your message
I ain’t going to your house
Cause there’s always some regret
When I’m on my way walking out

You got me open wounded
You got to me the soonest
Your charm is undisputed
You got me hating Cupid
You’ll probably make me lose it
My friends would not approve this
Your love is necessary
It got me stuck on stupid
And it seems like you think that it’s a joke
Do you know about feelings at all, I feel you don’t
You the reason why I always gotta keep a coat
You the reason why this young boy over here so cold

I thought that I would be able to get thru this
Thought that I’d be able just to do this
Never thought that I could be so clueless
If only someone told me I would notice
These girls out here living in the moment
I don’t gotta tell you that I’m broken
You’re the only one that ever noticed, noticed
And I notice, now you’re someone that I don’t notice
Don’t need nobody, be the motive
But I don’t wanna be on some alone shit
On some alone shit, yeah

You got me open wounded
You got to me the soonest
Your charm is undisputed
You got me hating Cupid
You’ll probably make me lose it
My friends would not approve this
Your love is necessary
It got me stuck on stupid

I remember you would leave
Always wanna talk
But never talk to me
Remember losing sleep
Remember losing peace
In the middle of it all
I remember losing me

Triple 1, 11102
11102, 2 for deuces if you say we’re thru
I say
Triple 1, 11102
11102, 2 for deuces if you say we’re thru
Triple
Triple 1, 11102
11102, 2 for deuces if you say we’re thru
Triple
Triple 1, 11102
11102, 2 for deuces if you say we’re thru
Triple

Need somebody who’s there from time to time
Somebody who cares from time to time
Somebody who will blab from time to time
Somebody who will laugh from time to time
Somebody with a ton of relation
Somebody that I don’t have to talk
To feel communication
Somebody to have a deep conversation
Give me vibrations and be my motivation

And go on
And we on
You so wrong
I don’t need you

smokepurpp – Bless Yo Trap

[Intro]
Huh?

[Chorus]
Bless yo’ trap
Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap, Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap
Bless yo’ trap
Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap, Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap
Bless yo’ trap
Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap, Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap
Bless yo’ trap
Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap, Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap

[Verse]
We can get into it boy, what you waitin’ for?
I got 4s to pull, Os to smoke
Bitch it’s Lil Purpp, I might fuck your hoe
Diamond chain, diamonds on my teeth, diamonds on my ring
For the gang, bitch it’s Gucci Gang, and we blowin’ brains
You can’t see my eyes I got designer frames
Pulled up in a foreign skirtin’ everything
Off the lean like a kickstand, can’t feel anything
Got a full clip I’m bustin’ everything
And I keep a choppa bitch I make it say
Pulled up to the club I’m throwin’ everything
Pulled up on your brother then I hit a stain
I need his weed, I need his Xans, I need his everything

[Chorus]
Bless yo’ trap
Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap, Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap
Bless yo’ trap
Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap, Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap
Bless yo’ trap
Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap, Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap
Bless yo’ trap
Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap, Lil Purpp bless yo’ trap

Vic Mensa – Karma Police (Radiohead Cover) (On BBC Radio 1’s Piano Sessions) (Live)

[Verse 1]
Karma police
Arrest this man, he talks in maths
He buzzes like a fridge, he’s like a detuned radio
Karma police
Arrest this girl, her Hitler hairdo
Is making me feel ill and we have crashed her party

[Chorus]
This is what you’ll get
This is what you’ll get
This is what you’ll get
When you mess with us

[Verse 2]
Karma police
I’ve given all I can, it’s not enough
I’ve given all I can, but we’re still on the payroll

[Chorus]
This is what you’ll get
This is what you’ll get
This is what you’ll get
When you mess with us

[Outro]
For a minute there
I lost myself, I lost myself
Phew, for a minute there
I lost myself, I lost myself
For a minute there
I lost myself, I lost myself
Phew, for a minute there
I lost myself, I lost myself

Vic Mensa – We Could Be Free (On BBC Radio 1’s Piano Sessions) (Live)

[Intro]
We could be free
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
One thing I believe I could learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, truly
And love could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed
If it means, we’ll make them better today not tomorrow

[Verse 1]
One day I dream of telling my momma
"You ain’t gotta work no more"
Same for my father, born in Ghana, down on that dirt road floor
As far as he came I can’t complain, but pain is so subjective
Spend so much time countin’ issues, I forget to count
My blessings
Watch my cousins back at home, getting water out a well
While I watch my brother stacking stone, whippin’ water by the scale
Tryna’ get a mill’ on the other side
They ain’t got a meal, we don’t recognize we in heaven
So we think we live in hell
It’s been getting kinda hard to tell
But

[Bridge]
Sometimes I wake up and I look up at the sky
Asking why I’m alive when the realest niggas died
And my pride won’t let me give up, lord as hard as I try
In those times I try to remember

[Hook]
That we could be free
If we only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
One day, I believe I’d learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, truly
And love could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed
If it means, we’ll make them better today not tomorrow

[Verse 2]
I don’t want to wait for the afterlife
I don’t want a vigil by candle light
I don’t want to be the new sacrifice
I don’t want to turn into a poltergeist
Be a ghost at night full of broken dreams
Momma cryin’ at an open casket
Cold as ice in a suit, 3 piece
All dressed up for Sunday masses
Pastor said put faith in God
But faith alone can’t make things right
Who the fuck is you to patronize
Somebody’s son whose daddy died?
Why they flood Baton Rouge?
Why the city singing Alton’s blues?
Why, why, why, why?
I feel like Jadakiss every time I watch the news
What the fuck I got to lose?
So I’m down to bleed if it means things improve
You fools, saying "all lives matter"
But it’s black lives you refuse include
Blocked from the polls
Locked in the hood, trying to stop you from voting and stop you from growing
And cops keep blowing and blowing
Keep black people locked into cotton
They don’t want you to own, but

[Bridge]
Sometimes I wake up and I look up in the sky
Asking why I survived all the days that I could have died
Who am I in my place
To contemplate suicide?
In those times I try to remember

[Hook]
That we could be free, truly
If we’d only knew we were slaves to the pains of each other
But I believe I’d learn
To see my enemy as my brother
Then we could be free, you and me
And we could wash away our sorrows
I’m not afraid to bleed, if it means
We’ll make them better today not tomorrow

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign and Vic Mensa]
Love (love)
Love (love)
To love my enemy as my brother
(yeah yeah yeah)
Make my enemy my brother
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Enemy my brother

Wiki – Stick Ball

[Verse 1]
The label say that they want me
Tell me that they can sell me
I ain’t a product
I produce honest shit
Using wise guy talk and ebonics
Using some chronic
To get me to the level where i only settle for the rawest
The flaws what makes it flawless
What I see what’s recorded
The Gods show up in bombers
Whether brawling or warring
I’m just a bard with bars not the type that you swallow
The type I spit till I’m hollow
Ohh I’m hollow
I’m a long goner
Death seems farther
Put it in perspective bruh it’s right upon us
That’s how I always saw it
So even if it’s just a couple bucks coming out my wallet
Boy we balling
From the day we started
To the day we call it
Call it what you call it
But nah I’m not an artist
But I do broad strokes on broads that’s gorgeous
If you fuck with it bump with it till it’s boring
We’ll be touring coming back for more and more and
Coming back for more

[Hook]
I’ve seen the seas the snow
The heat the cold
Dreams untold
Sometimes swear man I seen it all
The schemes unfold with these kids
Reminisce playing ball with a stick

[Verse 2]
We the ones it ain’t honorable mention, It’s done
Ain’t not calling to question none
We pretty young to be balling and spending
Every dollar that enters my pocket gets swallowed and spent
And the rest gets balled up and sent
To the tall grass
Why can’t i make my own bread it ain’t called cash
Appalled at fuckers in awe like I’m off crack
Off bat you off track
Bark at you if you cough at
Me in some funny ass way like I ain’t saw that
Pardon?
Nah pa been all in
Y’all slim with your offerings
Your offspring are things
My offspring gods kings contenders
All things considered
All same type bullshit in this ball game
Prefer stickball, hand ball hear the wall rang
Y’all lames
Im partial to draw string bags with a spalding
Why you mad at my calling
Y’all think what y’all think
We gonna rap raw
My dog just dapped paws with a rat claw
Cat call
Shorty mad saw that it’s pat nah
That’s all focus on basketball
Get to the league
See me I just get me some tree
Sit back get me to read books see crooks
Make raps that need hooks
A&R’s re look
Fuck all that I casually cook kicks
Walked from the Bronx to the Battery took trips
Ain’t no fucking salary need to get booked quick
Y’all mad at me caput quick
Then you smile at me like look Wik
You still a child b
You can’t be proud of me
You gotta be foul b
Yeah i see your style

[Hook]
I’ve seen the seas the snow
The heat the cold
Dreams untold
Sometimes swear man I seen it all
The schemes unfold with these kids
Reminisce playing ball with a stick

Mick Jenkins – Vampire In Brooklyn

[Verse 1]
I was nodding my head to your style ‘fore you took your first breaths
You still taking your very first steps with this rap shit
I’m past that
I’m out in traffic, exchange the paper for the plastic
We needed some glam rap for the bodies I’ma lay down
I be with playwrights, nah we don’t play ’round
Where we hear action, improv niggas all up in my faction
And we don’t know no fiction, only facts
Whole numbers, we ain’t doing fractions
You niggas capping
What you pillage? You know Cappadonna?
Claim pimp, You jump ship if a mac was on ya
Talking loud we can’t smell no pack on you, I do not believe it
Chest out, but you dry heaving
And you couldn’t even try leaving
Bite marks on your neck
Sucking dick for respect
You would flip for a check
I ain’t never fucked with Jesse white
Politicians is politicians
My nigga, miss me with the politicking

[Chorus]
Scoop up a nigga ‘fore he learn the ropes
Take from that nigga when he look away
Working real hard, he gon’ earn his broke
Spread love, it’s the Brooklyn way
Spread love, it’s the Brooklyn way
Spread love, it’s the Brooklyn way
Take from that nigga when he look away
Spread love, it’s the Brooklyn way

[Verse 2]
Flipping shit like spatulas
I’m talking six months in ‘fore I knew I was fucking with Dracula
Immediately withdrawn
I watched them niggas you pissed on
Two weeks prior was kissing they ass
Couldn’t even tolerate you twisting the grass
Hit it and dash
Like, if it ain’t the gas, I’ma blast, my g
Stay in a cut ’til it’s a gash, my g
From out south, done seen whole lot of blood, like my ass, YG
Guard down, dodging blows Ali-esque
Tryna’ drop the waters, I’m just getting my feet wet with the business
Who knew I’d be in bed with the snakes
Taking off, and I’m already on my breaks
Ain’t seen no cake yet with chains on
They tell me that that’s just the brakes
So I copped a chainsaw
I’m on my leather face now
Like, fuck your pepper spray
I do it way too fly for featherweights
And almost Kyrie when I hesitate
Know this shit gon’ resonate
I just put my ten in a collection plate and pray about it
It really ain’t much else to say about it
I’m on my drug dealer chic
Moms got the pocket rocket
I just copped a old school to roll through the streets
Now I’m plotting on 26 acres, fuck a lease
Tryna’ raise a pack of dogs, fuck a leash
I be with my bitch, she be on her shit
And she keep me on mines
I don’t own no watch to keep me on time
Know exactly where I’m supposed to be
I know exactly who this close to me
I know my wrist is exact
Fuck a list, even when I’m doing grocery shopping
Crisco flow boy, I’m supposed to be popping
And damn near wavy as the ocean be

Saba – How You Live (feat. MFnMelo)

[Verse 1- Saba]
Guess who is back in effect
I push this rap to the next
Level the lap I get check
Catch a body on [?] like a cannibal neck
I’m from where Hannibal at
They try to silence me
You cannot [?]
That’s their plan of attack
But I speak and then leave em with panick attacks
And I dont mean the disco
Get ’em at the barber, Brisco
I sip the tea like the [?] cold
I turn your stage to a shit-show
Mosh pit, pop shit, missle
Mosh pit, pop shit, missle
Get em out the [?] like Swindle
Niggas steady talk and I ignore

[Chorus- Mfn Melo]
Shawty told me I was [?] em what it is
That’s the-
Get down how you live
Get down how you live
Get down how I live
Get down how I live
Get down how I live
Get down how I live
I think I’m in love with this shit
Imma get down how I live
Get down how I live
Get down how I live
Get down how I live
Get down how you live
Get down how you live

[Verse 2- Saba]
Independant like a politician
Who [?] republican
Still I’m droppin’ wisdom like a dentist
Finger fuck the game I’m never with it
Riddlin’ you should really pay attention
Gimme dis shit I don’t need a gimmick
Put me in a guiness, afterall
They tried to put me in a box
And I don’t mean to ship it
This shit way too easy
Listen to my last year cd
I don’t hear a difference
Between what these niggas spittin’ now
‘Cause [?] what I been about
I done hide and check my whereabouts
Dumb it down, he did it for the clout
Hundred round [?] and air it out
Same Chicago that yall hear about
Champion my name up in the banner
Tell ’em I’m going great like David Banner
All this shit organic on my grandma
Let me talk my shit like on the panel
Panama these niggas wanna trade
My life lookin’ different everyday
Oh I’m up next like I got a bouqet
I can’t pay attention what they say
I can’t let it get to me (No)
This shit don’t mean shit to me
They waitin’ on me to blow up as if I am chemistry
But I see it differently
‘Cause me and my niggas we got it out the mud
And I mean that literally
And I’m major, even without a major
This is not the little league
Fuck

[Chorus- Mfn Melo]
Shawty told me I was [?] em what it is
That’s the-
Get down how you live
Get down how you live
Get down how I live
Get down how I live
Get down how I live
Get down how I live
I think I’m in love with this shit
Imma get down how I live
Get down how I live
Get down how I live
Get down how I live
Get down how you live
Get down how you live

[Verse 3- MFn Melo]
Better know that life you livin’ change
You can bet I got it different ways
Been a day
Churnin’ lemonade
Blessin’ pour it never Minute Maid
Uncle, Daddy know he [?] the kids
Uncle [?] OG pivotin’
Showin’ love make a hater quit
Ware him out like your latest fear
Niggas get finessed they call it ‘biz
I cut back off finesse and [?]
They thought I learned my lesson ’till was quized
Filled it up, graded on the bitch
Rhyme [?] made it my niche
I remember workin’ early shifts
No more retail, shop my buisness
Time will tell how they witness
Boxes was stackin’
As soon as I’m freed
Then it’s back to the beef with no slackin’, man
[?]
I’ll never go back again (Uh)
Came dropped the ball with this hit
‘Cause you know pivot what it is
I’ma get down how I live (Aye)

[Chorus- Mfn Melo]
Shawty told me I was [?] em what it is
That’s the-
Get down how you live
Get down how you live
Get down how I live
Get down how I live
Get down how I live
Get down how I live
I think I’m in love with this shit
Imma get down how I live
Get down how I live
Get down how I live
Get down how I live
Get down how you live
Get down how you live

U2 – Get Out Of Your Own Way (feat. Kendrick Lamar)

[Chorus: Bono]
Get out of your own way, hey, hey
Get out of your own way, hey, hey

[Verse 1: Bono]
Love hurts
Now you’re the girl who’s left with no words
Your heart’s a balloon, but then it bursts
It doesn’t take a cannon, just a pin
Your skin’s not covering
And resistance
Love has got to fight for its existence
The enemy has armies for assistance
The amorist, the glamorous, the kiss
A fist, listen to this, oh

[Chorus: Bono]
Get out of your own way, oh, I
Get out of your own way, oh, I

[Post-Chorus: Bono]
I could sing it to you all night, all night
If I could, I’d make it alright, alright
Nothing’s stopping you except what’s inside
I can help you, but it’s your fight, your fight

[Verse 2: Bono]
Fight back
Don’t take it lyin’ down, you got to bite back
The face of liberty’s starting to crack
She had a plan up until she got smacked in the mouth
And it all went south
Like freedom
The slaves are lookin’ for someone to lead them
The master’s lookin’ for someone to need him
The promised land is there for those who need it most
And Lincoln’s ghost said…

[Chorus: Bono]
Get out of your own way, oh, I
Get out of your own way, oh, I

[Post-Chorus: Bono]
I could sing it to you all night, all night
If I could, I’d make it alright, alright
Nothing’s stopping you except what’s inside
I can help you, but it’s your fight, your fight

[Chorus: Bono]
Get out of your own way
Get out of your own way

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Chorus: Bono]
Get out of your own way
Get out of your own way
Get out of your own way

[Outro: Kendrick Lamar]
Blessed are the arrogant
For there is the kingdom of their own company
Blessed are the superstars
For the magnificence in their light
We understand better our own insignificance
Blessed are the filthy rich
For you can only truly own what you give away
Like your pain

Frank Zappa – I’m Not Satisfied

Yeah!
Got no place to go
I’m tired of walking up and down the street all by myself
No love left for me to give
I try and try but no-one wants me the way I am

Why should I pretend I like
To roam from door to door
I guess that I’ll just kill myself
I just don’t care no more

I’m not satisfied
Everything I tried
I don’t like the way
Life has been abusing me

Yeah! Yeah!

Who would care if I was gone?
I never met no-one who’d care if I was dead and gone
Who needs me to care for them?
Nobody needs me, why should I just hang around?

Why should I just sit and watch
While the others smile?
I just wish that someone cared
If I was happy for a while

I’m not satisfied
Everything I tried
I don’t like the way
Life has been abusing me

Yeah!

N.E.R.D – Lemon lyrics

[Intro: Pharrell Williams]
The truth will set you free
But first, it’ll piss you off

[Verse 1: Pharrell Williams]
Hate! Bad bitches wanna be my bae
Hate! Hold me down like the C.I.A
Hate! Side of my car, tryna see my face
Hate! Want me to beat it like the T.I. case
Oh (hate!) and if it’s heated I’ma feed my face
Hate! And best believe, it’s gon’ be outrageous
Hate! Hatin’ niggas can’t believe my race
Hate! Niggas hit you with the Eli face, oh

[Refrain: Pharrell Williams]
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Scrunchin’ their eyes with your name in their mouth and
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’

[Verse 2: Pharrell Williams]
Hate! You keep askin’ me where I’m from
Hate! About the borders and did I run?
Hate! Keep askin’ how I feel ’bout guns
Hate! It’s a light and dark army, which side you choose? Oh
Hate! If not now then when?
Hate! And if not me then who?
Hate! Don’t drink the Kool-Aid, my friends
Hate! I tried to tell y’all about this dude

[Refrain: Pharrell Williams]
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Hate supplements are found right in their couches
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’

[Interlude]
Wait, wait a minute
Shout out to them people, people
Wait, wait a minute
P-p-p-people, people
Wait, wait a minute
Mad ethnic right now

[Chorus: Rihanna]
I get it how I live it
I live it how I get
Count the mothaf*ckin’ digits
I pull up with a lemon
Not ’cause she ain’t livin’
It’s just your eyes get acidic
And this here ain’t a scrimmage
Mothaf*cka, we ain’t finished
I told you we won’t stop
A nigga ’bouta business
Like yours, but you rent it
Wave hello to the top
Nigga the Veyron glide
Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
Got the window down, top, blowin’ la
Got the hazards on, only doin’ five
You can catch me, Rih, in the new La Ferrar’

[Verse 3: Rihanna]
And the truck behind me got arms
Yeah, longer than LeBron
Just waitin’ for my thumb like The Fonz
Woo! This beat tastes like lunch
But it’s runnin’ from veneers and it’s runnin’ from the fronts
But everyday, hey, wasn’t lemonade
I was afraid, once a nigga graduate
Would I be okay?
So I prayed and I prayed
It’s Rihanna, nigga
My constellation in space
Warp speed, Doctor Spock couldn’t chase, nigga

[Bridge: Pharrell Williams]
Nigga, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
I get it how I live it
I live it how I get
Count the mothaf*ckin’ digits
I pull up with a lemon
Not ’cause she ain’t livin’
It’s just your eyes get acidic
And this here ain’t a scrimmage
Mothaf*cka, we ain’t finished
I told you we won’t stop
A nigga ’bouta business
Like yours, but you rent it
Wave hello to the top
Nigga the Veyron glide
Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
Got the window down, top, blowin’ la
Got the hazards on, only doin’ five
You can catch me…

[Refrain: Pharrell Williams]
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’

[Outro: Pharrell Williams]
You can catch me
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute

FABOLOUS – Stand Up lyrics

[Hook: Future] + (Fabolous)
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up
Heard you caught them bodies, and you kept it silent
Get more money than a nigga graduatin college
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up
Put your hands up in the air, if you never fold
Death before dishonor, yeah we stickin to the code

[Verse 1: Fabolous]
Yeah.. yeah..
Yeah, them people ran up on me, asking me do I know something
Looked them in they eyes and said if I knew something
I wouldn’t know nuthin (facts)
Heard a lot about me
You ain’t never heard that I told nuthin (facts)
If I’m hungry I go huntin, I ain’t doin no go fundin
In the (?) at four sumthin (lit), drink up, smoke sumthin (lit)
Big boys, no youngins (no)
Run it up, no Runyon (no)
Big rings, no Funyuns (no)
Lamb chops with no onions
And a bad bitch that knows money
She so cold, have your nose runnin (HA!)
Lost friends when I found stacks (yeah)
Lost it all and then bounce back (yeah)
Only countin on my niggas, any other time I count stacks
But money don’t make real niggas
Real niggas make money
Money come and go, real, you can’t take from me

[Hook: Future] + (Fabolous)
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up
Heard you caught them bodies, and you kept it silent
Get more money than a nigga graduatin college
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up
Put your hands up in the air, if you never fold
Death before dishonor, yeah we stickin to the code

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Yeah, HA-HAAAEEH!! Uhh
Lips sealed, I can do sign language and order a ki
What I look like being thirsty, when water is free?
I ain’t bring them people to you, you bought them people to me
Still I never said a word, I just knocked off every bird
All them bundles on the benches, on the front line in the trenches
All them Bentleys, all them Benzes
Shit you was doin was senseless
On the road, we was cakin
The code, you was breakin
Get exposed when you fakin
Let you tell it, I’m just hatin
Not the case, I do the safe (yeah)
You rather do the mall first
Lord forbid they ever pick you up
Who you gon’ call first? (who?)
Yeah, you know how I’m gettin down (you know)
Nah, I hold it on the strength
I don’t know ’bout sittin down, all my… what?

[Hook: Future] + (Fabolous)
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up
Heard you caught them bodies, and you kept it silent
Get more money than a nigga graduatin college
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up (stand up)
Real niggas stand up
Put your hands up in the air, if you never fold
Death before dishonor, yeah we stickin to the code

Kodak Black – Halloween

[Hook]
Gemini, woke up on the wrong side of the sheets
Like really I shoulda been born on halloween
I ain’t no demon semen but I do evil deeds
My daddy won’t ever see me
I ain’t no devil’s seed
I don’t remember his ass try checking up on me
Why you drop another album in a week
I’m a wolf but I be dressing like a sheep
Put on my monkey suit and go orangutan

[Verse 1]
Poppin monkeys, popping bottles
Make me swing
Who the fuck you walkin in and out my dreams
I know I’m smart, you make me do some crazy things
Monkey on my back, let a nigga be
Please, niggas free out here but they ain’t free
You out here physically, locked up mentally
Bout everywhere I go, I gotta bring the ski
No face, no case, live everyday like Halloween

[Hook]
Gemini, woke up on the wrong side of the sheets
Like really I shoulda been born on halloween
I ain’t no demon semen, but I do evil deeds
My daddy won’t ever see me
I ain’t no devil’s seed
I don’t remember his ass try checking up on me
Might drop another album in a week
I’m a wolf but I be dressing like the sheep
Put on my monkey suit and go Oranga-T

[Verse 2]
I’d trade so much individuals for a treat
K boogie wit a hoodie best believe
It’s hot he got the hoodie on to hide the heat
And he got so much tricks up his sleeve
All the nights I had to mask up on the scheme
My subconscious got me fighting in my sleep
I can’t forget about it I see it in my dreams
I’m kicking in yo door, but I don’t want no sweets
I’m giving you what I came for so I can leave
You know I’m serious don’t you feel my energy
No this not a joke, everybody on they knees
Don’t try to buck jack, you get buckeyed back

[Hook]
Gemini, woke up on the wrong side of the sheets
Like really I shoulda been born on halloween
I ain’t no demon semen, but I do evil deeds
My daddy won’t ever see me
I ain’t no devil’s seed
I don’t remember his ass try checking up on me
Might drop another album in a week
I’m a wolf but I be dressing like the sheep
Put on my monkey suit and go Oranga-T

[Outro]
You ain’t gotta be scared just respect a nigga please
I’m starting to think my cranium got a disease
They be like yo Kodak I just seen you on the scene
They be like I ain’t approach you though, cuz you was looking mean
Don’t need no friends gotta big family
I’m a G, it’s in my genes
Glock 23, it’s in my jeans
You playing freeze tag but I got that beam
Sorry baby I lied, you was just a fling
I don’t love ya, I just wanna get in yo jeans
Tricked her for her treat, tricked her out her panties
I can’t get romantic
No I’m not satanic

No Malice – Let’s Die

This I beg of thee;
Miss not ye forest for the tree
Melanin of the skin was never to supersede
Or undermine the fact it is He who chose to bleed
I don’t do lucky charm rabbit feet or rosaries
‘I’m the new Death Row’ by myself no reprieve
It’s like I can’t wait to die for these beliefs
Ooh careful you don’t wanna speak death upon ya
Unless the Spirit like a dove has come to rest upon ya!
Fear not but I’m scared for those who hear not
Any and everyone who fall within earshot
Henceforth the proverbial BUCK here stops
At least wit me see I’m all out of tear drops
3 o’clock all types of demonic ish
The spirit cookin bumpin heads wit Abramavic
Never mind a snitch cause here where da problem is
All you drug dealers think you anonymous
Ya give em Truth but they rather live a lie;
Got me feelin like why I even try?
The Blood’s against you!
I only hope to see em’ on the other side but if not tell me why I ain’t surprised
The Blood’s against you!
The truth come for everyone even I
But some things I ain’t lettin’ slide
The Blood’s against you!
Let em run all they want they can’t hide
Now all I got to say is Let’s Die!
Read my lips
When I say hell is forever; won’t til I tried to tell niggas gotta do better
That the snake came for my head Donatella
Will of God for my life I can’t beat it’s acapella
It’s all a set up, everything that we idolize
Up to our necks in that all white like a bride
Million dollar deals and still I ain’t bat an eye
Makes me the Realest Rapper Alive!
You new guys I understand ya pain
You Went so long without now this world handing you fame
If you don’t know cause we ain’t teach you all of us to blame
Since they so well dressed let em wear some of this shame
That explain a day & age with no leaders
Had to do it by myself; no features
All I’m sayin is don’t die for no sneakers
That’s from remakin album covers w/ no Jesus!
Ya give em Truth but they rather live a lie;
Got me feelin like why I even try?
The Blood’s against you!
I only hope to see em’ on the other side but if not tell me why I ain’t surprised
The Blood’s against you!
The truth come for everyone even I
But some things I ain’t lettin’slide
The Blood’s against you!
Let em run all they want they can’t hide
Now all I got to say is Let’s Die!

Gorillaz – Garage Palace (feat. Little Simz)

[Intro: Little Simz]
Oh, Palace Flows
Rain falls from the heavens
To my palace rooftop
When the light shines through it
I feel more exposed
Will it ever change here?
We’ll just never know
Stimulation I’m in need of
See the time is of the essence
And this clock doesn’t own a home
Rain falls from the heavens
To my palace rooftop
When the light shines through
I feel more exposed

[Verse 1: Little Simz]
In tune
By myself
On it, my mind is my weakness
Wear your strength, you might surprise yourself
Never deny yourself
I live in the space is my thesis
I know you need this
I know you need this
I’m prone to run out of pieces
That might connect to something bigger
All in your mind, could follow me
You should consider
Look at the time, I’m probably later than ever
What did you find?
Well come in here, and lit them with pressure
I look to the heavens and I saw open gates
I walked up and then I pause
What the fuck did you do this for?
Wish me luck when that midnight falls
Memories of a past life
Can this be this is our time?
Can this be this is our time?
Come on

[Verse 2: Little Simz]
In stillness
Known to the world, do you feel this?
Trapped in my mind
Hope I can find solitude
I’m connecting all of these pieces
I know you need this
I know you need this
I’m folding, unleash the beast
Unknown is what I would be
If my whole purpose here wasn’t to speak
Now look at the time
I know that I’m early today
What did you find?
You giving up or running away?
I gazed to the stars
And this view can’t be shared
There are no other eyes in this room
Mean the words when you sing your tune
Free as a bird when I intake fumes
Memories of this past life
Can it be this is our time?
Can it be this is our time?
Come on

Steve Aoki – If I Told You That I Love You (feat. Wale)

Ey, if I (Steve Aoki), if I
If I told you that I love you
Ey, if I told you that I love you
Would you think I’m lyin’?
Tell you that I love you
Niggas that been through it all
Catch me a body on many a song
I like a bitch with a body and mind
I climb in her eyes to get to them draws
Hot as July on a Wimbledon court
How ’bout a ride? The windows go up
Holler or holla?
Then call the promoter
Pull up and I go and then turn that bitch up
Caught me a body in many a club
Want a Bugatti, I’m spending too much
Wanna do Molly then holla at Bari
But trust me you want it you gonna be up
Handle my business get rid of these boys
Ask all my haters come gimme some more
Never was trapping but I got that crack and that
Bando was jumping like instrument stores
If I told you that I love you, love you
Would you think I lied?
If I told you that I love you
‘Cause I will fall with you
If I told you that I love you, love you
If I tell you that I love you, love you, love you
‘Cause I will fall with you
‘Cause I will fall with you
And you, and you, and you, and you
(I love you, I love you)
‘Cause I will fuck with you
(I love you, I love you)
Ey, nigga who’s been through it all
Catch him a body I give him a call
Catch me somewhere with that positive vibe
The moon and the sky, I’m stunnin’ ’em all
Trust me Lil youngin’ the summer is odd
Fucking with the pop in plug and record
Stunting, stunting, stunting, stunting so hard
Think I’m finna get my body insured, yeah
Stop being jealous, no, I’m not a killer but I got me a gun, yeah
I’m shining forever the prodigal son of the diamond I’m from
I’m just a chip from the diamond I’m from
Got popular young when rapping was fun
Show off my nigga, go show off my nigga
You show out enough, they clap and applaud
If I told you that I love you, love you
Would you think I lied?
If I told you that I love you
‘Cause I will fall with you
If I told you that I love you, love you
Would you think I lied?
If I tell you that I love you, love you, love you
‘Cause I will fall with you
‘Cause I will fall with you
And you, and you, and you, and you
(I love you, I love you)
‘Cause I will fuck with you
(I love you, I love you)

Ty Dolla $ign – Ex (feat. YG) (On Jimmy Kimmel Live)

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & YG]
(4 Hunnid), oh yeah, oh yeah
[?]
Yeah
[?] (so)

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign & Bongo By The Way]
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her, I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
Bongo By The Way

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Mixing Henny with the Bombay (Bomb’)
Fuck it, I done had a long day (oh)
I done linked up with my old thing
Right time, but the wrong place
Yeah
Riding ’round with it on me (oh)
Got me thinking about all my old days (old days)
I been getting money four ways (four ways)
R. Kelly to a play with the foreplay
I know (know), I be up to no good
Baby, I know (know), I’m just misunderstood

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her, I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
I just text my main chick (yeah, main)
I told her, I ain’t coming home tonight (home)

[Verse 2: YG]
(Ooh), how you living, nigga, how you living? (skrt)
I’m on jet ski’s with naked bitches
Give my last city naked bitches (yeah)
Leave your main squeeze for these naked bitches, yeah
That’s how, you know, when it’s all bad (all bad)
She call me or text, I could call back (I could call back)
But she imagine in her head I’m doing all that
I tell her I’m not, she like, YG, you a thot

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign & YG]
I know, I be up to no good (sing that shit, Ty)
Baby, I know (4 Hunnid, ah), I’m just misunderstood (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: YG]
Yeah, yeah
A hundred times, told her, I was gon’ stop
But it’s kind of hard, when every night them bottles pop
Yeah, yeah
It’s kind of hard, when you’re making your watch
Make all them nines and tens flop
Yeah

[Hook]
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home tonight (home)

24hrs – Address (Uncensored)

[Intro]
Ayy Twenty
Hella kush with this Louis V du-rag
Blue Benz, I just pulled off with the paper tags
This for my day shift and my night shift girls
This for my day shift and my night shift girls
24hrs…
And… hold up, hold up, hold up

[Chorus]
Address, she keep askin’ for the address
Address, she keep askin’ for the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
Address, she keep askin’ for the address
Address, she keep askin’ for the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address

[Verse 1]
Light wrist, right wrist my shit like a crisis
Diamonds on my left flooded, hope that you can swim, bitch
And we make a movie every time so you should film this
Me and Oscar in Vancouver riding in a limo
I don’t wanna hear your SoundCloud or your demo
I just got to hip to Twenty, damn lil’ bitch you super late
Everything a film to me, my lifestyle like a Super 8
Twenty, Twenty, Twenty, hold up you know he gon’ eat the beat
Paul, Paul, Paul, Paul, you know he gon’ sit with me
She gon’ throw it back for me
I hit your ho, look back for me
Throwed her like it’s cee-lo, touch down in the T.O
She said, "Twenty you ain’t no good, saw you brought out Roy Wood$"

[Chorus]
Address, she keep askin’ for the address
Address, she keep askin’ for the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
Address, she keep askin’ for the address
Address, she keep askin’ for the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address

[Verse 2]
Put her in an Uber, she ain’t never got the address
Dropped 5 bands on the YSL leather dress
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, they know Twenty is a customer
We went to Coachella, man hurry, all the drugs with her
Pop back, pop back, know a young nigga gon’ play this
She said, "Twenty, oh my God, my favorite
I think you might make it in my playlist"
Turn up, turn up, put a young nigga in the playlist
Turn up, turn up, put a young nigga in the playlist
Turn up, turn up, fuck a young nigga to the playlist
Turn up, turn up, shawty just work that day shift
Turn up, turn up, put a young nigga in the playlist

[Chorus]
Address, she keep askin’ for the address
Address, she keep askin’ for the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
Address, she keep askin’ for the address
Address, she keep askin’ for the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address
She mad pressed, that mean she can’t get the address

[Outro]
Clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it
Like I knew you would
Clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it
Show me somethin’ good
Clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it
I’ma throw these ones
Clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it, clap it
You the chosen one

G Herbo – Man Now

[Intro]
Uhh
You know I come from a city of sorrow, man
Ugly introduction, red snow
Heartaches, heartbreaks, headache, look

[Verse 1]
Growin’ up it wasn’t no joke, ‘member all we had was hope
Nigga all we did was soak, no detergent, wasn’t no soap
I caught on to my environment, I had to, I had to grow
Thought she asked if could see, but she really want some smoke
I’ve been stepped on, pushed over, pissed at, shot
I’ve been bitch slapped, only by the police with my handcuffs
I’ve been spit at, smell the piff’ all on me, know you got it
Where that shit at?
In the back seat of the Crown, thinkin’ ’bout my homie Kobe
Why you walk off from the crowd? Bro you let me down
‘Member mornings, I’d call you ’til you pour me up
Even though I’m broke as fuck, bro know you never let me down
Why you let me down? (why you let me down?)
See me countin’ all these racks, you lookin’ at me now
See me fuckin’ off at Sak’s, in and out Maybachs
Most of all ain’t like these actors, lying in all they raps
Ooh I’m nothing like these rappers, lining all the acts
I spit all the facts

[Chorus]
I put some ice on my wrist, everywhere I pop out it’s dancing
I hit the crowd with some shit, soon as I walk out they standin’
I had to be patient for this, I’m the man now, was the man then
I have my way with a bitch, I’m the man now, was the man then
I put some ice on my wrist, everywhere I pop out is dancin’
I hit the crowd with some shit, soon as I walk out they standin’
I had to be patient for this, I’m the man now, was the man then
I have my way with a bitch, I’m the man now, was the man then

[Verse 2]
I’m that nigga’ now, don’t roll no Swishers now
I’ma spend at least 250 when I’m gettin’ high
‘Member drinkin’ up six ounces just to get me by
I stopped sippin’ on the deuce, that shit wasn’t gettin’ me high
Now I’m riding to the clip, jumpin’ on G5’s
‘Member puttin’ on the 15, rollin’ up three fives
‘Member doing shows and features, splittin’ it with my guys
Stickin’ to the G-code, didn’t see nothin’ wrong in my eyes
I looked the devil right in the eyes and saw my niggas die
Can’t get caught at the light, I wrote that song and I cried
I ain’t emotional, you know me, that’s another joint for Kobe
Smokin’ 50 grams of OG, 420 just for brodie
I’ma wish you happy b-day, tell the world to smoke the dodi
Look like everyday our birthday, Dolce, Louie, ‘Sace, Balmain
Bitches wanna’ tag alongside, your little hoe got all the jaw game
She want me to fuck it raw, gang, I ain’t trying fuck at all, gang

[Chorus]
I put some ice on my wrist, everywhere I pop out is dancing
I hit the crowd with some shit, soon as I walk out they standin’
I had to be patient for this, I’m the man now, was the man then
I have my way with a bitch, I’m the man now, was the man then
I put some ice on my wrist, everywhere I pop out is dancing
I hit the crowd with some shit, soon as I walk out they standin’
I had to be patient for this, I’m the man now, was the man then
I have my way with a bitch, I’m the man now, was the man then

Lil Xan – Far

[Intro]
Yeah, ooh
Yeah, damn

[Chorus]
Poppin’ a bean (ooh, yeah)
I lost my spleen (oh, yeah)
You ever been so fucked up? (damn)
I lost all my friends, they broke trust, yo (yeah, yo)
Never saw myself up in the limelight
Switched up, too fly, oh naw hater
Crashed the whip, I’ll see you later
My whip red, it stay Darth Vader
I been telling all y’all this
So y’all gon’ act like I’m not big
Like how the fuck I get this far?
How the fuck I drive this car?

[Verse]
Heartbreak soldiers
Xanarchy militia
And I’m coming vicious
Come and take a picture
Yeah, you know I’m up
Now you say you know
What’s up or down
Yeah, ayy, yeah
I might just run up a check on a bitch though, yeah
That bitch suck dick, she go down, she go deep-throat
I’m tired of y’all people telling me evil things
Xanarchy, Xanarchy

[Chorus]
Poppin’ a bean (ooh, yeah)
I lost my spleen (oh, yeah)
You ever been so fucked up? (damn)
I lost all my friends, they broke trust, yo (yeah, yo)
Never saw myself up in the limelight
Switched up, too fly, oh naw hater
Crashed the whip, I’ll see you later
My whip red, it stay Darth Vader
I been telling all y’all this
So y’all gon’ act like I’m not big
Like how the fuck I get this far?
How the fuck I drive this car?

Sam Smith – Burning (At The Hackney Round Chapel) (Live)

[Intro]
I’ve been burning, yes, I’ve been burning
Such a burden, this flame on my chest
No insurance to pay for the damage
Yeah, I’ve been burning up since you left

[Verse 1]
I’ve been smoking, oh
More than twenty a day
Blame it on rebellion
Don’t blame it on me
Wish I was younger
Back to the nineteenth of May
I had an open mind
Swore to never change

[Pre-Chorus]
Funny how time goes by
Had respect for myself
That river ran dry
You reached the limit
I wasn’t enough
It’s like the fire replaced all the love

[Chorus]
I’ve been burning, yes, I’ve been burning
Such a burden, this flame on my chest
No insurance to pay for the damage
Yeah, I’ve been burning up since you left

[Verse 2]
Oh, have you ever called
I will burst straight back
Give you my forgiveness
And the shirt off my back
No friends to turn to
Yeah, I messed up that
Wish we could smoke again
Just for a day, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
Funny how time goes by
Had respect for myself
That river ran dry
You reached the limit
I wasn’t enough
And it’s like the fire replaced all the love

[Chorus]
I’ve been burning, yes, I’ve been burning
Such a burden, this flame on my chest
No insurance to pay for the damage
Yeah, I’ve been burning up since you left

[Outro]
Yeah, I’ve been burning up since you left
Oh, I’ve been burning up since you left

Chris Brown – Last All Night

[Intro]
Oh, baby, ooh
Ooh, baby

[Verse 1]
Candlelight, get the mood right
Oh, baby, pick out your favorite wine, let go, no need to hide
I’m ready to tear it up
So baby, let me inside and just look me in my eyes, oh woah, oh woah
Girl, I don’t give a damn, ain’t no other man taking my place
He can’t hit your spot like I can, making your legs shake, oh
Licking your lips, girl, I love the way you taste
Yeah, you know I love that kinky shit
I’m all over your body
I’m tryna lay you on your stomach on that freaky shit
Be submissive when I dive in
Yeah, she think I’m freaking on her, I’ma rub it in
Ooh baby, I’ma fuck it up
I see the moon, loving ’til the sun come up
It’s too good, I’m trying not to bust a nut
Too fast, I’m tryna last

[Chorus]
I can’t even lie, lie, lie
It’s too damn good, I can’t handle it, babe
But I’ma try to last all night
Ooh woah, I’ma try to last all night
It’s alright, I hope I can last all night
I can’t even lie, lie, lie, ooh
I can’t even lie, lie, lie
I hope I can last all night

[Verse 2]
Yeah, if you knew right, you would do right
And just make love to me, only me
Don’t give my love away, girl
It ain’t for everybody ’cause you’re mine
Baby, don’t even get me started, that pussy mine, ooh Lordy, Lordy
Your hands in my pockets, huh, she know I’ma give her anything she ever wanted
Skrrt, skrrt, she driving, key in her ignition, here’s the real difference between bitches and women
Ooh, baby, know I love that, how you take that, how you throw it back
Baby, you know just what you’re doing, I ain’t stupid, yeah

[Chorus]
I’ma try my best to last all night
Ooh woah, I’ma try to last all night
It’s alright, I hope I can last all night
I can’t even lie, lie, lie, ooh
I can’t even lie, lie, lie
I hope I can last all night, huh