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Lil Jon – In The Pit (feat. Terror Bass)

rfuckin’ closely
And do exactly what I say

[Pre-Drop]
Make a motherfuckin’ big-ass circle
Everybody in this bitch, spread the fuck out
Make a motherfuckin’ big-ass circle
Everybody in this bitch, spread the fuck out
Fuck out, fuck out, fuck out, fuck out
Fuck out, fuck out, fuck out, fuck out
Now act a goddamn fool

[Drop]
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker
Push a motherfucker
Push a motherfucker
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit

[Verse 2]
Hold on, hold on
Everybody calm the fuck down
Y’all too motherfuckin’ turnt up in here
Everybody back the fuck up, back up
I hope y’all ready for round motherfuckin’ two
If you was lit on the first round
Get even more lit on this motherfuckin’ second round

[Pre-Drop]
Make a motherfuckin’ big-ass circle
Everybody in this bitch, spread the fuck out
Make a motherfuckin’ big-ass circle
Everybody in this bitch, spread the fuck out
Fuck out, fuck out, fuck out, fuck out
Fuck out, fuck out, fuck out, fuck out
Now act a goddamn fool

[Drop]
Push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker
Push a motherfucker
Push a motherfucker
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker

Iggy Azalea – Switch (feat. Anitta) (Aazar Remix)

[Intro: Iggy Azalea]
What you want
Look, look

[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
Kick in the door, wavin’ the four fizzy
They already know they can’t fuck with Iggy
True’s cost more than the rent do, you know that
All black on when I come through, it’s Kodak
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Is Iggy the ziggy-iggy the baddest of ’em all?
Why you come through, shut down the mall?
All that ass deserve an applause

[Pre-Chorus: Anitta]
Change the game
Switchin’ up the game
There I go again
Play your role, play you ro-o-ole
Fantasy
Turns reality
Right in front of me
I can have it anyway I want

[Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch!
This is ’bout that time you recognize that I’m that bitch
This is all that sauce your mama said you couldn’t get
Red light, yellow light, green (here we go, here we go)

[Post-Chorus]
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch

[Verse 2: Iggy Azalea]
Me and my boo on a worldwide hustle
You know what it is when I flex that muscle
I don’t even know what a real one do
Talk that talk, I can back it up too
Got yo dessert, call me the waiter
I’m flirtin’, you get it later
You could get it from the inside out
No hands, you could put it in your mouth

[Pre-Chorus: Anitta]
Change the game
Switchin’ up the game
There I go again
Play your role, play you ro-o-ole
Fantasy
Turns reality
Right in front of me
I can have it anyway I want

[Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch!
This is ’bout that time you recognize that I’m that bitch
This is all that sauce your mama said you couldn’t get
Red light, yellow light, green (here we go, here we go)

[Post-Chorus]
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch
Switch, switch, switch, switch

[Verse 3: Iggy Azalea]
Switch it up, the Lamb, the Bentley truck
He don’t love you, that ring ain’t big enough
If they talkin’ that money I’m showing up
My account getting bigger, it’s growing up
And I’m still a ma’fuckin’ rockstar
Popstar but I roll with the mobsters
Yacht club on the shore eating lobster
While I’m stunting in Geneva with my top off

[Outro: Iggy Azalea & Anitta]
Red light, yellow light, green light
This is ’bout that time you recognize that I’m that
This is all that sauce your mama said you couldn’t
Red light, yellow light, green light

G-Eazy – Just Friends (feat. Phem)

[Chorus: Phem]
You could leave it all behind
Sometimes being blind is fine
If all you want is nothing at all
You could always try again
It hurts too much to know we’ve reached the end
(Cause we’ll never be just friends x2)

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
And when I look around I see you everywhere
I punched a hole in my wall and I just left it there
To remind me of that time I really took it there
And remind me not to start again cause nothing’s there
Cause if I call you that’ll probably lead to something
Cause we’ll probably meet to talk and then we’ll probably end up fucking
We’ll probably end up fighting, it’s gon’ be a lot of cussing
And shit can get disgusting and we’re right back here at square one
And we could try be homies, but that shit ain’t gon’ work
Not trying to sell a dream to you, for what the fuck it’s worth?
I did a lot of shit, I’m dying with my dirt
But you still holding on, you still sleepin’ in my shirt
Cause if we open back then someone will get hurt
And shit could get dark
You ain’t Courtney I’m not Kurt
Look
Life’s a bitch and father time is undefeated
Tryna’ live, it’s better off to leave it
You know

[Chorus: Phem]
You could leave it all behind
Sometimes being blind is fine
If all you want is nothing at all (I said it all)
You could always try again
It hurts too much to know we’ve reached the end
(Cause we’ll never be just friends x2)

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
How you go from inseparable to not attached
From havin’ fun to these days, you don’t like to laugh
Always wreck shit when you give me something I could crash
Patrick Bateman American Psychopath
Murder you in cold blood shit is over with
I lose myself in my work it’s how I cope with it
I find solace in a mansion whipping foreigns
I don’t know what’s on the other side the door if I don’t open it
But yesterday you crossed my mind, then it hit me
You was down as fuck, did anything to benefit me
It’s kinda fucked up, you never got to live it with me
I finally start soft and cross my mind with drinking whisky
Fucking alcohol, it’s crazy we don’t talk at all
I keep thinking bout’ reaching out to you to till I’m like knock it off
Cause when I put the business first I started poppin’ off
But if I kept it then which way would I be better off?

[Chorus: Phem]
You could leave it all behind
Sometimes being blind is fine
If all you want is nothing at all
You could always try again
It hurts too much to know we’ve reached the end
(Cause we’ll never be just friends) x2

[Outro: G-Eazy]
From top shaped to becoming tainted
Sharing everything to strangers living unacquainted
Yeah
You prolly should await it
Untill we find out where we wanna take it
You know, Yea

A$ton Matthews – Night To Remember (feat. Da$H)

[Intro: A$ton]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hol’ up
Zipper gang shit
Hol’ up
You wanna play rough?
OKAY

[Verse 1: A$ton]
Boy, we was raised from them shoulders
Turn you to victims or soldiers
You smell the death ’round the corners
But baby we used to the odors
You better pay what you owe us or you’ll be a gift to the Lords
Ou baby, thugging it costs, summertime, block in the shorts
I’m ‘posed to die tonight, see if they stick to the course
I get the brrrt from the source
I put the lock in her jaws
100’s and 50’s all over them titties, but please baby keep all the locks off my doors
Dropping a 5 in a liter, drop from the top like she Lita
She got the throat of a diva and got a face like Aaliyah
Treat her like I don’t need her, dismissed
Bending corner, wig shopping, ay
Put you on a shirt and get a day
Zipper gang, we pull up, leave a stain
1Up, 2Up, 3Up, beat the case
Youngin’s thirsty, lurking for a name
Close or open casket for the fame
All depending how you wanna play

[Interlude: A$ton Matthews & (Da$H)]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we need all that (yeah, so)
All that, bitch, you smacked (yeah, so)
Headshot, face shot, neck shot, all that (yeah, so x2)
Flatline, you dig? (yeah, so x2)
Well

[Hook: A$ton Matthews x2]
I’m ‘posed to die tonight
I’m ‘posed to die tonight
But it look like a night to remember
But it look like a night to remember

[Interlude: Da$H]
You already know who the fuck it is man
You already know who the fuck it be
Mr. Stop Fucking Playing With Me, man
Pull up, hop out, take your bitch, get knocked the fuck out
No type time, I’m on no type time, we on pussy

[Verse 2: Da$H]
Walked in, I looked like the man of the hour
The one with the pistol, the one with the power
Your bitch suckin’ dick cause her nigga a coward
Got paid off it all, from the pills to the powder
Doing business so they hatin’ it
If we want it then we takin’ it
Chalk line, yellow tape and shit
Smut her out, you probably datin’ it
Got the package and I made it flip
He got hit, then we arrangin’ it
Shells in faces, we in enragin’ it
Diamonds dance like a Jamaican bitch
Dirty Whine on the necklace
DUI, I’m ridin’ reckless
Uh, yeah, she on ya line for the textin’
And she in my spot for the sex, nigga
Yeah, So, No
Gang member, flame sender
Bad man, mad man
Red ragging, toe tagging
Rack stackin’, no lackin’, nigga
Keep it bool or else we uppin’ toolies
Clips on clips, it ain’t no fuckin’ movie
Don’t associate with fuckin’ goofies

[Hook: A$ton Matthews x2]
I’m ‘posed to die tonight
I’m ‘posed to die tonight
But it look like a night to remember
But it look like a night to remember

Samuel – Sixteen (feat. Changmo)

Hey what’s your name girl
널 좀 더 알기를 원해
Wanna get to know ya
My eyes on you already
Let’s talk about us lady
By the way 내 이름은 (Samuel)
And I’m sixteen
Whoa 어디서 본 것 같아
Whoa 네가 사는 곳은 어딘지
Whoa 너의 나이
Tell me everything about you
Oh my God 너도 열여섯

Sweet sixteen sixteen sixteen
Sweet sixteen sixteen sixteen
넌 꽃보다 아름다워
나만 바라볼 순 없겠니
Feel이 잘 통하는 그녀와 나
우리 만남은 destiny
잡고 싶어 네 예쁜 손이
도망 갈 생각하지 말아
널 이미 인스타 follow
어린아이 취급하지 마
I’ll make you sweet sixteen

처음 동네 속의 너를 보았을 땐
구레나룻 때문에 쌤에 혼났을 때
시간이 지나 넌 아가씨야
지금도 예쁜 건 똑같은데
나의 기억나니 랩 잘 하던 애
피아노 대회 나가 상 타던 애
어느새 서울도 아는 랩스타가 된
나라지만 네겐
아마도 바보로 기억이 될듯해

그때 용기를 낼 걸
허나 그래서 음악이 있어
비트가 시작된 후
우린 열여섯 들이 되었고
Girl Ima make you sweet sixteen
봐 신발상자서 빼온 돈 벌어

Babe relax your mind
Breathe out
목 타면 한잔 들이켜
우리 인연에 감사하며 let’s cheers
We’re on the same vibe
I feel you 뭘 말하던지
느낄 수 있어 that’s crazy

Whoa 이건 말도 안 돼
이미 알던 사이처럼
Whoa 척하면 척
술술 풀리는 우리 대화 속에서
Whoa 부정할 수 없는 chemistry
왜 일까 둘 다 열여섯

Sweet sixteen sixteen sixteen
Sweet sixteen sixteen sixteen
넌 꽃보다 아름다워
나만 바라볼 순 없겠니
Feel이 잘 통하는 그녀와 나
우리 만남은 destiny
잡고 싶어 네 예쁜 손이
도망갈 생각하지 말아
널 이미 인스타 follow
어린아이 취급하지 마
I’ll make you sweet sixteen

Dance dance dance dance dance dance
I’ll make you sweet sixteen
Dance dance dance dance dance dance
I’ll make you sweet sixteen

세상에 존재하는 모든 열여섯을
전부 다 통틀어
제일 행복한 여자로 만들어 줄게
날 만난 올해를
You can’t never forget
You’ll be the sweetest one
So come and take my hand

Sweet sixteen sixteen sixteen
Sweet sixteen sixteen sixteen
넌 꽃보다 아름다워
나만 바라볼 순 없겠니
Feel이 잘 통하는 그녀와 나
우리 만남은 destiny
잡고 싶어 네 예쁜 손이
도망 갈 생각하지 말아
널 이미 인스타 follow
어린아이 취급하지 마
I’ll make you sweet sixteen

MoneyBagg Yo – Lately (feat. Fabolous & Yo Gotti)

[Chorus: MoneyBagg Yo]
Just had a fallout with my nigga so it’s been fuck him lately
Tryna make everybody happy, shit gonna rub me crazy
I’m still prepared for the worst, keep a strap on me daily
It’s just me against the world, how a nigga been feeling lately
Lately, I ain’t been lettin’ nothin’ faze me
Lately, I been countin’ money on the daily
Lately, I been fuckin’ bitches that ain’t basic
Lately, I been servin’ patients, ducking cases

[Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo]
As soon as I walk in, don’t do the talkin’
I’m knowin’ she gon’ be ready
I’m livin’ the thug life
Scarf tatted around my head like 2Pac Makiavelli
My pockets on fat, I’m playin’ with them racks
So I’m feelin’ extra heavy
I’m surrounded in ice, plus I got the stick on me
You can call me Wayne Gretzky
Lately, lately, I been drippin’ that sauce like gravy
Quarter mil on me, two eighty
Ain’t a thing on me fugazi, yeah
Lately, lately, ain’t gon’ lie, man shit been crazy
Broke the news to my bitch, I just had another baby yeah

[Chorus: MoneyBagg Yo]
Just had a fallout with my nigga so it’s been fuck him lately
Tryna make everybody happy, shit gonna rub me crazy
I’m still prepared for the worst, keep a strap on me daily
It’s just me against the world, how a nigga been feeling lately
Lately, I ain’t been lettin’ nothin’ faze me
Lately, I been countin’ money on the daily
Lately, I been fuckin’ bitches that ain’t basic
Lately, I been servin’ patients, ducking cases

[Verse 2: Fabolous]
Look, lately I have had the strangest feelings, word to Jodeci
Lately I been lowkey but my jewelry make you notice me
Lately I’m a movie everybody wanna go to see
Lately I go foreign, everything I got from overseas
Stop runnin’ ’round sayin’ that you used to date me
Like Janet say, what have you done for me lately?
Show them niggas love then they turn around and hate me
But can’t break me, ’cause they ain’t make me
I give them niggas what they ask for
They ain’t even gotta say please
Got gorillas that’ll wash you
I be where them bathing apes be
Got a bad bitch, she shapely
Fuck me like she tryna rape me
My wrist cold like Minnesota, she comin’ through with that AP
Run it up

[Chorus: MoneyBagg Yo]
Just had a fallout with my nigga so it’s been fuck him lately
Tryna make everybody happy, shit gonna rub me crazy
I’m still prepared for the worst, keep a strap on me daily
It’s just me against the world, how a nigga been feeling lately
Lately, I ain’t been lettin’ nothin’ faze me
Lately, I been countin’ money on the daily
Lately, I been fuckin’ bitches that ain’t basic
Lately, I been servin’ patients, ducking cases

[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]
Lately I been gettin’ to the money on these niggas
I been so one hundred on these niggas
I ain’t gotta try to do it, I done did it on these niggas
Yeah, ugh, shitted on these niggas
Case dismissed, acquitted on these niggas
Yeah, truck, Bentley on these niggas
Yeah, go hard, I’m from Memphis
I ain’t never put faith in these hoes, had feelings on these niggas
Homeboy with the shit so it’s been fuck him lately
Homegirl super thick, fuck around have my baby
Watch queen of the south, wishing that was my lady
CMG the new Cash Money, I guess I’m Baby
Lately, I been feelin’ super antisocial
Been paranoid, don’t you speak to me if I don’t know you
Baby, ain’t paying for no pussy, I don’t owe you
Extort me, that will never happen, I done told you
I ain’t fuckin’ with you right now

[Chorus: MoneyBagg Yo]
Just had a fallout with my nigga so it’s been fuck him lately
Tryna make everybody happy, shit gonna rub me crazy
I’m still prepared for the worst, keep a strap on me daily
It’s just me against the world, how a nigga been feeling lately
Lately, I ain’t been lettin’ nothin’ faze me
Lately, I been countin’ money on the daily
Lately, I been fuckin’ bitches that ain’t basic
Lately, I been servin’ patients, ducking cases

Lil Wayne – Like A Man

What’s up baby?

I ain’t trying to do nothing but get me grown man on

I ain’t trying to hurt you

Only if you want me to (haha)

Yea, something like that

Yea, What’s happenin’ baby I’m Lil Wayne from New Orleans
Fresh out the navy now the captain of my own team
Hop in this, machine, vanish from the scene
Goddamn it I’m so mannish
Handle it like a standard
So put yo panties and yo pants my the trash can
Romance on the floor plans (yea)
We hold hands while we rollin’, just trying to keep up wit the program
Just trying to sneak up on ya, like how you doing maam
I’m a old soul, and a young man, we got to it and
We didn’t stop ’til the birds hit the block
And she ain’t never had it like that

Girl… you are… so fine
I wish that I could get you over here, girl
Tonight… so I… can get my grown man on wit you
[x2]

You don’t know about it, how I’m a grown man
You don’t know about it, how I’m a grown man
You don’t know about it, how I’m a grown man
You don’t know about it, how I’m a grown man

Now I don’t really hit the club but tonight I’ll make an exception
For some reason I can’t seem to keep my eyes out your direction
I’m lookin’ at you so hard, I could probably catch a charge
Feelin’ the way you walk when you move yo booty applaud (damn)
I gotta keep my composure
I gotta attack my mission and handle business like a soldier
Young man, young money but the money long currency the hot spitta so grown
And yo perception of me is so wrong
Don’t worry bout what you heard bout me and them other birds
Might have done a little dirt and left a few of them hurt
But whatever has occurred they all got what they deserved
And you don’t rock like that, um I can see it in yo eyes
If you ain’t good for me then you wearing a disguise
Cause tonight you lookin’ like miss right
And I swore to be a player for life, but I’ll change for you

Girl… you are… so fine
I wish that I could get you over here, girl
Tonight… so I… can get my grown man on wit you
[x2]

You don’t know about it, how I’m a grown man
You don’t know about it, how I’m a grown man
You don’t know about it, how I’m a grown man
You don’t know about it, how I’m a grown man

You ain’t no woman you a baby girl, living in the ladies world
And I’m a grown man, the women understand
See what I go through, is what I owe you
So you should throw that ass back to me right now (yea)
Fly boy baby sit back relax and, cruise wit a nigga destination satisfaction
Whose is it baby she say weezy fucking baby
I say yes in-fucking-deed, she say don’t you ever leave
I say, I say but I got money on my mind
Then I tell her never mind and we do it one more time
For a large amount of time, long and won’t stop ’til daytime come home (yea)

Girl… you are… so fine
I wish that I could get you over here, girl
Tonight… so I… can get my grown man on wit you
[x2]

You don’t know about it, how I’m a grown man
You don’t know about it, how I’m a grown man
You don’t know about it, how I’m a grown man
You don’t know about it, how I’m a grown man

Damn, look, that.. o that right there, that’s the sunset girl, get your visor, where those Chanell shades I get you, you always losing things,
and I’m always buying new things (haha), I come a long way huh remember… remember that block, look at you, you think you all grown

You ain’t no woman you a baby girl, living in the ladies world
And I’m a grown man, the women understand
See what I go through, is what I owe you
And you should throw that ass back to me right now

Cheat Codes & Nicky Romero – Sober

[Verse 1]
It’s been a while since I thought about you
It’s been a while, have you thought about me too?
I’m meeting him at the place that we used to
It’s been a while since I thought about you
God, he almost looks like you in the dark
Sitting in the same corner at the bar
Yeah, we took so many shots we went too hard
God, he almost looks like you in the dark
He ordered a drink before I could notice
That Jack and Coke brought us into focus
I took a sip, it tasted just like it used to
It’s been a while since I thought about you

[Chorus]
I wouldn’t say it sober
But the truth is coming out
I didn’t miss you until now, until now
In my right mind, it’s over
But the drinks are talking loud
I didn’t miss you until now, until now

[Verse 2]
Being here without you doesn’t feel right
His lips are moving and I’m tryna be too nice
He’s looking at me but he doesn’t have your eyes
Being here without you doesn’t feel right
Your song just came on and now it feels hopeless
Jukebox is playing old Guns ‘N Roses
I put a dollar in it just like you used to
It’s been a while since I thought about you

[Chorus]
I wouldn’t say it sober
But the truth is coming out
I didn’t miss you until now, until now
In my right mind, it’s over
But the drinks are talking loud
I didn’t miss you until now, until now

Wyclef Jean – What Happened To Love (feat. Lunch Money Lewis & The Knocks) (Lyric Video)

[Intro: Wyclef Jean]
Ladies and gentlemen
I’m just getting back from the tour
I got one thing to say, man
Guitar please
Bass man, are you with me?
How’s my drummer?
Get funky on ’em

[Verse 1: Wyclef Jean]
Looka looka here, your man’s right here
Celebrate tonight like New Year’s
Let’s cheers ’cause love’s in the air
Jealous girls looking at you with the hate stare
You still got slang, you’re my boogie bang bang
In the middle of the night when you do the wild thing
Baby baby love the way you ting-a-ling-a-ling
So hot, fire alarm, ring-a-ling-a-ling

[Pre-Chorus: Wyclef Jean & LunchMoney Lewis]
You never have to be alone
I swear that you’re the only one
You know with me you’ve found your home
(Let me get a little more keyboard please)
One day girl, we’ll be looking back
I’ll kiss you then you’ll kiss me back
You know you’ll never have to ask

[Chorus: LunchMoney Lewis]
What happened to love
Girl, it’s as good as it always was
What happened to love
Girl, it’s as good as it always was (Let’s do it)
But you gave on up it, up on it baby (Oh yeah)
But you’ve been feeling it, feeling it lately
What happened to love
Girl, it’s as good as it always was

[Verse 2: Wyclef Jean]
They don’t wanna love like this no more
They don’t serenade like this no more
They don’t wanna get no ring no more
All they want is a Cookie, no ex, no hoes
I ain’t gonna put you on the ‘Gram exposed
Call me mister big, we can keep it on the low
Bubble bath in the the tub and the lights get dim
My tongue speaks French when I tell you "Je t’aime"

[Pre-Chorus: Wyclef Jean & LunchMoney Lewis]
You never have to be alone
I swear that you’re the only one
You know with me you’ve found your home
One day girl, we’ll be looking back
I’ll kiss you then you’ll kiss me back
You know you’ll never have to ask

[Chorus: LunchMoney Lewis]
What happened to love
Girl, it’s as good as it always was
What happened to love
Girl, it’s as good as it always was (Let’s do it)
But you gave on up it, up on it baby (Oh yeah)
But you’ve been feeling it, feeling it lately
What happened to love
Girl, it’s as good as it always was
(If you’re having a good time right now, put your hands as high as I can see them)

[Bridge: Wyclef Jean]
Hands up like I stick up the place, yeah
Hands up like I stick up the place, yeah
Hands up like I stick up the place
All I do is bring that bass, let’s go
Hands up like I stick up the place, yeah
Hands up like I stick up the place, yeah
Hands up like I stick up the place
All I do is bring that bass, let’s go

[Pre-Chorus: Wyclef Jean & LunchMoney Lewis]
You never have to be alone
I swear that you’re the only one
You know with me you’ve found your home
(This is for you, for you and for you girl)
One day girl, we’ll be looking back
I’ll kiss you then you’ll kiss me back
You know you’ll never have to ask

[Chorus: LunchMoney Lewis]
What happened to love
Girl, it’s as good as it always was
What happened to love
Girl, it’s as good as it always was (Let’s do it)
But you gave on up it, up on it baby (Oh yeah)
But you’ve been feeling it, feeling it lately
What happened to love
Girl, it’s as good as it always was

[Outro]
My guitar please

Weezer – Feels Like Summer (Roses N’ Weezer Version)

Feels Like Summer

Lyricist:Rivers Cuomo
Composer:Rivers Cuomo

Climbing up the tower
Just a boy and his computer
I’m still in my bathrobe
Hiding in the shadows
I’m not used to losing
Bye, bye, sugar blue eyes
You’re home with the angels
Thank you for being so kind

I’m holding on and I don’t want to let you go
Yeah it feels like summer
Yeah it feels like summer to me
Yeah it feels like summer
Yeah it feels like summer to me
And she was a lover to me, to me, to me, to me

Which way is the graveyard?
I’m an iceberg with a warm heart
I’m spiritual, not religious
I’m a Libra, if it matters
Shattered by an email
Your words will fade away
Castle built in the sand
Will only last one day

I’m holding on and I don’t want to let you go
Yeah it feels like summer
Yeah it feels like summer to me
Yeah it feels like summer
Yeah it feels like summer to me
When she was a lover to me

June bride, shine so bright
Flowers in her hair, but it just ain’t right
June bride, shine so bright
Flowers in her hair, we look good together
We look good together

Yeah it feels like summer
Yeah it feels like summer to me
When she was a lover to me

Let me see the smile, stay with me awhile
I cried for you, you were the song in my life
Let me see the smile, stay with me awhile
I cry for you, you were the song in my life

Ugly God – No Lies (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

[Chorus: Ugly God]
Keep it real, what you doin’, where ya at
Don’t tell me no lies, don’t waste my time how ’bout that?
Come get what you deserve, what’s the word, what’s the catch?
Aye, what’s the word, what’s the catch? I’m at your neck
Keep it real, what you doin’, where ya at
Don’t tell me no lies, don’t waste my time how ’bout that?
Come get what you deserve, what’s the word, what’s the catch?
Aye, what’s the word, what’s the catch? I’m at your neck

[Verse 1: Ugly God]
Bass bumpin’, bitch I’m lit, say somethin’
Late night, early morning, cake thumbin’
What the fuck? What you mean I ain’t stuntin’?
I make cake like a easy bake oven
Look me face to face, don’t tell no lie
Get your shit together, please don’t throw me to the side
Don’t pay me no mind, if you just gon’ waste my time
You hear this all the time but I think you should be mine (with your sexy ass)
Ain’t no rush, take your time be patient
Tell the truth, save them lies goodness gracious
Lizard Man, Ugly God, Pussy Bacon
Booty Gang, underground sensation

[Chorus: Ugly God]
Keep it real, what you doin’, where ya at
Don’t tell me no lies, don’t waste my time how ’bout that?
Come get what you deserve, what’s the word, what’s the catch?
Aye, what’s the word, what’s the catch? I’m at your neck
Keep it real, what you doin’, where ya at
Don’t tell me no lies, don’t waste my time how ’bout that?
Come get what you deserve, what’s the word, what’s the catch?
Aye, what’s the word, what’s the catch? I’m at your neck

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Let’s go to catch, go to Bootsy’s, go to Vegas
Go to work, young Khalifa on your playlist
Go to church, but she still smoke papers
Go to Cannes, go to France, go to Jamaica
Eyes low it might look like I’m Korean
Diamond chain it look like somebody peeing
Hoes know, niggas know so they don’t try me
Keep it on me, never know these niggas grimy
Playstation, Dreamcast how I be ballin’
No games, fucked your bitch now she callin’
Six rings, I’m the best like I’m Jordan
No look, catch the pass then I’m scorin’

[Chorus: Ugly God]
Keep it real, what you doin’, where ya at
Don’t tell me no lies, don’t waste my time how ’bout that?
Come get what you deserve, what’s the word, what’s the catch?
Aye, what’s the word, what’s the catch? I’m at your neck
Keep it real, what you doin’, where ya at
Don’t tell me no lies, don’t waste my time how ’bout that?
Come get what you deserve, what’s the word, what’s the catch?
Aye, what’s the word, what’s the catch? I’m at your neck

Trivium – The Sin And The Sentence

[Verse 1]
I heard the passing bells calling out my name
I knew I’d never see another day
I couldn’t swim against the tides of blame
I knew there was no other way

[Pre-Chorus]
You better practice your lines
You better practice your words
I know that real monsters lie
Between the light and the shade
It doesn’t matter what you say or feel
When honest men become deranged, they’ll genuflect to a lie

[Chorus]
The sin and the sentence
Penance in the fire
(To a lie)
The sin and the sentence
The flames grip your throat
(They’ll genuflect to a lie)
The sin and the sentence
Penance in the fire
(To a lie)
The sin and the sentence
The flames grip your throat
(They’ll genuflect to a lie)

[Verse 2]
I saw the dagger eyes staring back at me
I knew I’d never have a chance to plead
Guilty, but in the sight of fallen men
They bury you before you speak
(The sin and the sentence)

[Pre-Chorus]
You better practice your lies
You better practice your words
I know that real monsters lie
Between the light and the shade
It doesn’t matter what you say or feel
When honest men become deranged, they’ll genuflect to a lie

[Chorus]
The sin and the sentence
Penance in the fire
(To a lie)
The sin and the sentence
The flames grip your throat
(They’ll genuflect to a lie)
The sin and the sentence
Penance in the fire
(To a lie)
The sin and the sentence
The flames grip your throat
(They’ll genuflect to a lie)

[Bridge]
Beware those who speak in tongues
For they may call your name
You condemn me
‘Cause you don’t understand me
You condemn me
‘Cause you don’t understand me

[Pre-Chorus]
They’ll genuflect to a lie

[Chorus]
The sin and the sentence
Penance in the fire
(To a lie)
The sin and the sentence
The flames grip your throat
(They’ll genuflect to a lie)
The sin and the sentence
Penance in the fire
(To a lie)
The sin and the sentence
The flames grip your throat
(They’ll genuflect to a lie)

[Bridge]
Beware those who speak in tongues
For they may call your name
You condemn me
Cause you don’t understand me
You condemn me
Cause you don’t understand me
You condemn me
Cause you don’t understand me
You condemn me
Cause you don’t understand me

Fuck!

[Outro]
The sin and the sentence
Penance in the fire
The sin and the sentence
The flames grip your throat

Trippie Redd – Never Ever Land

[Intro]
Big-14 , know what the fuck goin’ on
Ooooooohhhh, yeah
A love letter to you, you lil’ lil’ lil’ bitch

[Hook]
Headed to the top, baby you and I
We in love baby, you and I
I think we gon’ be okay, baby you and I
‘Cause I don’t give a fuck unless it’s just you and I
We gone argue and break up, baby you and I
Then make up and make love, baby you and I
I’ma tell you how I feel when the time is right
Tell you how I feel when the time is right
Baby I love, you, ayy
Baby I love, you, ayy
You, you

[Verse 1]
Oh, be cool, shawty sippin’ Rozay with me
Girl you got my love lil’ baby, don’t play with me
Say you mine’s lil’ baby, don’t play with me
I play with heat, so never run game on me
And you know I keep a motherfuckin’ K on me
You talk down my lil’ baby she gon’ spray with me
Like A to Z, they love me ’cause my cadences
We gone make it to the top, baby wait and see, wait and see
Back on the scene with my baby
Countin’ all this guap with my baby

[Hook]
Headed to the top, baby you and I
We in love baby, you and I
I think we gon’ be okay, baby you and I
‘Cause I don’t give a fuck unless it’s just you and I
We gone argue and break up, baby you and I
Then make up and make love, baby you and I
I’ma tell you how I feel when the time is right
Tell you how I feel when the time is right
And I love

Trapo – Love Me Anyway (feat. Two Another)

[Intro]
Anyway, right
Act like this was way back when we used to date
Love me anyway
Right, right, uh

[Verse 1]
Tell me it’s real
That it’s more than my name
That it’s more than the dope we smoke
When we going through pain
Never wanted to meet the folks
Know they would be ashamed
Of the n***a you went and chose
You decided today
I decided today
That I’d be honest with my n****s
Throwing ganja in the Swisher
And I promise I’ll be different
For the moment I’m alone
At least I’m honest with my women
I do not just want a friendship

[Hook/Chorus]
Love me anyway
Act like this was way back when we used to date
Young boy rock a wave cap, used to misbehave
Act like this was way back, way back
Love me anyway
Act like this was way back when we used to date
Young boy rock the wave cap, used to misbehave
Act like this was way back, way back

[Verse 2]
Do you always look for the small things
I lost a rubber, it must’ve dropped in the hallway
But ain’t we talking, who else I’m rocking with nowadays?
You, true, right
And your type
Phone buzz, she sending the love back
Most of it drunk texts
A knock at the door, ignore it
Look forward to drunk s*x
Don’t have record it
This will be vivid for days
Flashes of humor and friendship
Sip ’til the room spin
Me and my groomsmen
Eventually, it’s mean to be a ceremony for this
You’re the only girl that I feel is important
Drink, take another sip of this here, feel good
It even tastes great, I wanna feel good
I need a smoke break “I need a smoke break”
So love me anyway
Act like this was way back, way back

[Hook/Chorus]
Love me anyway
Act like this was way back when we used to date
Young boy rock a wave cap, used to misbehave
Act like this was way back, way back

[Outro]
Used to run “run”
Way back, way back “way back”
When we used to “way back, way back”
Act like this was way back, way back
Way
When we used to date
Act like this was way back, used to misbehave
Young boy rock a wave cap, used to misbehave
Right, right
Love me anyway
When we used to date, when we used to date
Love me anyway
When we used to date, when we used to date

Tori Amos – Cloud Riders

[Verse 1]
Standing down the edge of the cliff
Didn’t think it would come to this
A dead calm before the storm
Not a sound from their engines
From the other side, saw a shooting star at 4:22am

[Verse 2]
A warning shot from the rhythm demons
Or from the guitar preacher
I’ve been touched by both
And by the Holy Ghost
From the other side, saw a shooting star at 4:22am

[Chorus]
Underneath the stars above
I said, "No, stop,"
I am not giving up on us
And I am not going anywhere soon
Any crap, your bass guitar
Help me bring in the October moon
And you shot, run for cover
I scream, rev the tramp’s engine
You say baby we’re too late
From the cloud riders, no escape
Darling, what’s the blanket for?
Riding out this storm
We’ll be riding out this storm

[Verse 3]
Carved a sain against the grain
At the nine doors to get
The secrets of dreams
The ones I could hear them singing
From the other side

[Verse 4]
Back then, the thunder gods
They used to cast out lights
But then I lost touch
Close to when her chariot
From the other side

[Verse 5]
A chariot pulled by cats
Purring will be returning
From the other side
Girl, it’s time you take back your light

[Chorus]
Underneath the stars above
I said, "No, stop,"
I am not giving up on us
And I am not going anywhere soon
Any crap, your bass guitar
Help me bring in the October moon
And you shot, run for cover
I scream, rev the tramp’s engine
You say baby we’re too late
From the cloud riders, no escape
Darling, what’s the blanket for?
Riding out this storm
We’ll be riding out this storm

[Outro]
Leaving here, this storm
Leaving here, this storm
Leaving here, this storm
Leaving here, this storm
Leaving here

Thomas Rhett – Unforgettable (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
It was the 14th of October
Had that t-shirt off your shoulder
I was drunk, said I was sober
And you said yeah right
We were talkin’ for a minute
Then some guy tried to cut in
You took my hand and we pretended
Like I was your guy

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, then I tried to guess your middle name
For 30 minutes bet we played that game

[Chorus 1]
That mango-rita you were drinkin’
And that Coldplay song that you were singin’
And I bet right now you’re probably thinkin’
That it’s crazy I remember every detail, but I do
From your blue jeans to your shoes
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable

[Verse 2]
We were dancin’, we were buzzin’
Takin’ shots like it was nothin’
Did the runnin’ man, you loved it
Yeah, you laughed out loud
You brushed away your blonde hair
And you kissed me out of nowhere
I can still show you the spot
Where everything went down

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, I told you I was gonna marry you
You probably didn’t think that it was true

[Chorus 2]
That mango-rita you were drinkin’
And that Coldplay song that you were singin’
And I bet right now you’re probably thinkin’
That it’s crazy I remember every detail, but I do
I can still smell your perfume
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable

[Bridge]
Oh, that night was just like you, baby
I can taste the mango-rita you were drinkin’
And it feels just like it was last weekend
That we jumped in
Right off the deep end

[Chorus 2]
That mango-rita you were drinkin’
And that Coldplay song that you were singin’
And I bet right now you’re probably thinkin’
That it’s crazy I remember every detail, but I do
I can still smell your perfume
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable

[Outro]
From your blue jeans to your shoes
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable

The Underachievers – Crescendo

[Verse 1: Solace]
I let the bass drop
Hit that nigga straight up off the glass
Yeah that’s a bankshot
Aaron Gordon soarin’ over niggas
You the mascot
Nigga hit my jack up for the tricks I brought the mask out
Jim Carrey with the mack out and spazz out
Uh, but all my niggas ‘bout the business
Harlem shakin’ to the bank and milli rockin’ out with chicken
I’m Matt Damon in that bullshit with a pistol on a mission
Like Bruce Willis tryna get it every move you see commitment
Nigga hustle for my piece of pie
Ain’t tryna see the pri-
Blow my smoke up to the city sky
We comin’ for the shine
Don’t approach me from behind
Know the gang is with it, try
Wolves is howlin’ at the night
Before it end I bet he cry

[Hook: Solace]
I’m addicted to the green
Yeah, that’s a strictly veggie diet
I’m what happens if 2Pac and Jay Elec ever collided
Hustle hard dodgin’ confinements see the chance to raise the climate
Hydroponic twisting now
Crescendo this shit go loud aye!

[Verse 2: AKtheSavior]
If a hater run his mouth, like tic tac toe we cross him out
Take control, the Golden Child
I lead a army, Colin Powell
Like a Marley, smoke a pound
That shit hardly make a sound
Harley David, grip the pavement huntin’ niggas hoppin’ out
I was brought up in the drop up in the car penning rhymes
With the product kick the block no bank deposit Nike box
Load the cartridge for the opps
My caller Doodie get the crop
My niggas moody with the choppa
Throw a tantrum shoot ya block up

[Hook: Solace]
I’m addicted to the green
Yeah, that’s a strictly veggie diet
I’m what happens if 2Pac and Jay Elec ever collided
Hustle hard, dodgin’ confinements see the chance to raise the climate
Hydroponic twisting now
Crescendo this shit go loud aye!

[Verse 3: Solace]
All my niggas chase the green we relay racin’ to the cabbage
We the nicest two to spit since Prodigy linked up with Havoc
It’s a knife no it’s a clip and the whole clique is livin’ savage
It’s a joint no it’s a spliff a couple rips will do you damage

[Verse 4: AKtheSavior]
Take two hits I’m off the planet
Fuck her raw I’m all organic
Play my cards just like I’m Gambit
Handicap ’em they can’t stand it
This that flow that sunk Atlantis
The Titanic make ’em vanish
Like Saitama, I got no challenge
Break your armor with an ad-lib
Most these artists need g-checkin’
They set trippin’ talkin’ loud
Frontin’ all up on a record ’till we run up and get foul
Like a bitch they throw the towel
Yo weak defense won’t make the trial
I’m descending straight from heaven but I still will knock you down, uh

[Hook: Solace]
I’m addicted to the green
Yeah, that’s a strictly veggie diet
I’m what happens if 2Pac and Jay Elec ever collided
Hustle hard, dodgin’ confinements see the chance to raise the climate
Hydroponic twisting now
Crescendo this shit go loud aye!

Dizzee Rascal – Focus (Raskit Album)

[Intro]
Future
The future of your nation
The future of your world
The future of your existence
Will all be decided now
Will all be decided here
There will be no second chances
Know yourself

[Verse 1]
Trying to navigate through
Positivity I’m only trying to gravitate, to
Spit fire when I salivate, true
And if I fall from grace land flat on my face will it validate, you
Black man with an attitude, whats, new
Looking out for the boys in, blue
And the green eyed monster, too
Trust few, these fools wanna push my buttons get checked on a rebound, then sue
I’ve got other shit I’ve gotta, tend, to
On my backside like the rents, due
Never really knew what a pen, could, do
Pent up and my problems, grew
Put pen to the paper, then, blew
Can’t rush me like I just, blew
Got jet lag like I just, flew
In a pent house with a nuts, view
(?) said you bussed, who
I weren’t buskin on the bus or tube
Just another sus and dusty dude
I ain’t giving fucks so just, move
I ain’t in a rush I just, cruise
You’re a dumb fuck and you’re not (?)
You numbnuts had enough, clues
No patients wanna just, cut, cues
I’ll do anything, but, snooze
No ex-cuse, or such (?)
I’ll do anything, but, lose
Dont get it con-fused

[Hook]
I ain’t stush
Thats focus on my moosh
I don’t need no kush I push and one in the hand’s worth two in the bush
I ain’t stush
Thats focus on my moosh
I dont need no kush I push and one in the hand’s worth two in the bush

[Verse 2]
Im not needy
I got everything i want in the game so easy
Why be greedy, i know you see me
I never thought i’d see the end of the CD
I never thought i’d see social media replace the TV
I want a TV looking all steely, so they can’t read me
Whats the point if i can’t even be me
You won’t see me in the green mankini sipping a bellini
But wouldn’t it be dreamy if i had money like Chuck Feeney spending it freely
In Santorini
I dont drink martini
I’m not Martin Shkreli
But I’m a scheming meanie
Step on the scene blacked out in a beanie giving out orders like Mancini, routinely
Big man and im setting the scenery
Set up the place all set in my ways won’t let up the G in me
Sincerely
Got to keep it G thats the theory
No really
These breddas aing G i can see it so clearly
I swear on everything that i hold dearly
I try and keep all my nearest and dearest all cheery
You better hear me
I pay my taxes up-front yearly
Im from the L-D-N where the sky is dreary
Ive lost count of the times that i let it endear me
And all the locals cheer me
Its all love but you won’t see me getting all teary
Test me it will get very eerie

[Hook]
I ain’t stush
Thats focus on my moosh
I dont need no kush I push and one in the hand’s worth two in the bush
I ain’t stush
Thats focus on my moosh
I dont need no kush I push and one in the hand’s worth two in the bush

[Outro]
What’s Brexit?
Brexit
Na I don’t know whats that?
Sorry, you mean Brixton?

Dizzee Rascal – Wot U Gonna Do (Raskit Album)

[Verse 1]
Wot u gonna do when your money ain’t long?
Wot u gonna do when your name ain’t strong?
Wot u gonna do when they won’t play your records?
And you don’t get booked ’cause your buzz is all gone?
Sittin’ there tryna’ write the same old song
Tryin’ to work out where it all went wrong
Wot u gonna do when your fans don’t care
’cause they’re all grown up and they all moved on?
Wot u gonna do when it goes down hill?
Callin’ up girls, but they don’t wanna’ chill
Wot u gonna do when you wanna roll out?
But they don’t wanna know cause they ain’t no thrill
If looks could kill, how would it feel?
Ain’t on the guest list, ain’t on the bill
What you gonna do when you clock it was all your fault?
You were too busy keeping it real
Wot u gonna do when the walls close in?
Wot u gonna do when it all goes grim?
Wot u gonna do when it’s all on top and they still wanna know if you’re on this ting?
Everybody wants to take shots at the king
Wot u gonna do, sink or swim?
Wot u gonna do, theres a whole lot of love and a whole lot of hate and the line is thin?
Wot u gonna do when it ain’t all sweet?
Wot u gonna do now when your kids gotta eat?
Wot u gonna do, cause you got too far
You’re a star, you can’t go back to the streets?
Can’t disappear, kick back for a week
It’s actually peak!
Wot u gonna do, keep quiet or speak?
Ain’t nobody gonna shed no tears, get back on your feet

[Hook]
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do when it’s all on you?
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do when it ain’t all about you?

[Refrain]
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do when it’s all on you boy?
Boy wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do when it ain’t all about you?

[Verse 2]
Wot u gonna do, you don’t set no trends, drop no gems?
Wot u gonna do, you ain’t got not friends, no one to fend gotta make amends?
Wot u gonna do, when there’s no top tens
Wot u gonna do, when you gotta downgrade, no chauffeured Benz?
People lookin’ at it like "Raah, swear down what’s good? Never thought I’d see you in the ends"
Deep breath and takin’ a pause
Gonna end up breakin’ fools
Looks like nobody is down for the cause
Wot u gonna do, when the tax man is banging at your door and you know you’ve been breaking the rules?
Should have read that payment clause
Wot u gonna do, when the cheques don’t come and your lawyer dips out, stops takin’ your calls
Wot u gonna do, when the sun don’t shine?
Can’t unwind, when you’re online
Everybody sayin’ that "You’re past your prime."
Wot u gonna do, when you know MC’s keep cattin’ your flow but you can’t get signed?
Wot u gonna do, when you get locked up cause you ain’t got money for the parking fine?
Wot u gonna do, when it all goes sideways
Gotta work weekend shifts at Mac D’s, and you can’t party on a Friday
Wot u wanna do is just fly away
Wanna get ghost on the highway
Wot u gonna do, when you ain’t that guy and the girls don’t stop and say "Hi babe?"
Better just stay on the grind mate

[Hook]
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do when it’s all on you?
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do when it ain’t all about you?

[Refrain]
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do when it’s all on you boy?
Boy wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do? Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do?
Wot u gonna do when it ain’t all about you?

[Outro]
Everybody wanna take shots at the king

Dizzee Rascal – Space (Raskit Album)

[Intro]
"Discovery. Four computers now have primary control of critical vehicle functions."
"Roger roll, Discovery"

[Chorus: Dizzee Rascal]
Ain’t no point in playin’ it safe
Gotta know your role, better state your case
When it all falls down better know your place
Just gimme three feet and an ounce of
Space, space, space
Space, you should wanna embrace
Space, space, space
"Discovery. Go at throttle up."

[Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal]
Rip up and ravage, make it a habit for damage
Whole lotta baggage, you will not manage, I’m the full package
Why do they talk like I am not established? That is so callous, they are the saddest
Why are they so full of malice? Making up fallacies, I’m in my palace blazing up the chalice with Alice
‘Cause I’m a gyalist and I’m the baddest, it’s not a travesty
Call me "Your Majesty," sometimes it feels like world’s on my phallus
Push out my chest and I big up my status
Where’s all the trappers? Where’s all the clappers?
I am not shaken, no need for maracas
Or apparatus, put in the work and spend money on motors and slappers
Why are we frontin’ like it even matters?
Why do they make me feel guilty for gettin’ this money like my soul’s in tatters?
Sittin’ here tryna realign my chakras
Driving me crackers, you bloody spackers should get off my knackers
Give me the gas and the matches, I’ve been through hell and I swallowed the ashes, running this ting for so long as it happens, I’m knackered
All of my enemies broken and shattered, sprinkling hate, they’re all over the shop and they’re scattered
Chatting my name till this day and I’m flattered, I am not easily rattled
Don’t follow the cattle, so quiet your chatter or you will get battered
Can’t find enough time to dine on these rappers, all of these MCs are looking like tapas
Fuck all the swine and their bodily gases, roll with the rastas, Babylon’s calling me, nobody’s fooling me
I do not roll with the masses, but big up the Junglist massive
I am not timid and I am not passive, messing with me? You must be on some acid
Done with the racket, I will get erratic, all of my problems disappear like it’s magic
It’ll be tragic

[Chorus: Dizzee Rascal]
Ain’t no point in playin’ it safe
Gotta know your role, better state your case
When it all falls down better know your place
Just gimme three feet and an ounce of
Space, space, space
Space, you should wanna embrace
Space, space, space
Yeah, uh

[Verse 2: Dizzee Rascal]
Don’t pet or pander, leave ’em hanging
I’ll be damned, man to man
Hit him with an open hand, release the anger
WorldStar, you could get dealt with on camera
Understand my grammar, I don’t stutter, lisp or stammer
Watch me blaze the beat, I must admit it hit just like a hammer
It’s a banger for the mandem on the street and in the slammer
Bang your doors, bang your doors for the cause
Breaking laws, breaking jaws, open paws
Poker board, taking scores, and be sure
Never let a bredda get one over yours
Never put money over whores, maybe or it’s crazy flawed, it’s a myth, life’s a gift, made me pause, catch my drift, smoke a spliff and get in them draws
Paid the cost to be the boss, ball and floss, Jesus died, he nailed himself into the cross
Still couldn’t please these backwards shit cunts, why would I take a loss?
Giving a toss, know your worth, hold your turf, fuck the earth, and shake it off
Breddas on my line talkin’ ’bout, "Yo, Raskit, break me off"
They’re wafer soft, I’m taking off

[Sample]
"Three, two, one, zero, and lift off"
"Lift off of Kepler-41b. The first flight of the Orbiter Discovery and the shuttle has cleared the tower

[Chorus: Dizzee Rascal]
Ain’t no point in playin’ it safe
Gotta know your role, better state your case
When it all falls down better know your place
Just gimme three feet and an ounce of
Space, space
Space, you should wanna embrace
Space, space, space

[Sample]
Alright, lift off and the clock has started
Yes sir, reading you loud and clear
Roger, Zero-T, and I feel fine, capsule is turning around
We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard

Dizzee Rascal – I Ain’t Even Gonna Lie (Raskit Album)

[Hook]
If you wanna get by
You better not come shy
You can whinge and cry
Til’ your eyes get dry but it still won’t fly
They throw dirt on the sly
I ain’t even gotta try
And when they wanna know why
And they need a reply
I ain’t even gonna lie

[Verse 1]
I ain’t even gonna lie
I want a piece of the pie
They told me reach for the sky
I said each to their own if you wanna get high
Gonna get high on my own supply
I can’t rely on a guy
I don’t even wanna pry
And my pride’s at an all time high
Bare priors, an’ I’ll provide
Provide the vibe inside (inside)
And the vibe is wide
Worldwide, get down where the hell can I hide?
They can’t deny or divide the cypher
I’m so live I’m a survivor
Rough rider, east sider
Spit fire, saliva on ya
You know the runnins
Can’t be summin, I’m slummin
I done rolled through the slums in somethin’ stunnin’
Stunted once and the cops keep coming
What are you bunnin?
Flew to Jamaica
Tryin’ to have fun and get a little bit of sun in
Thugs at the entrance tryna get the gun in
Man are so wicked and cunning

[Hook]
If you wanna get by
You better not come shy
You can whinge and cry
Til your eyes get dry but it still won’t fly
They throw dirt on the sly
I ain’t even gotta try
And when they wanna know why
And they need a reply
I ain’t even gonna lie

[Refrain]
I ain’t even gonna lie
I ain’t even gonna lie
I ain’t even gonna lie
Why lie? I’m the guy
One finger in the sky
I ain’t even gonna lie
I ain’t even gonna lie
Top guy, I don’t beg no bly

[Verse 2]
Bookie
Stay on duty they can’t spook me
Salue they can’t mute me
And the beg friend ting don’t suit me
They can say what they want but they can’t uproot me
I’m en route in a coupe going loopy
And I’m in it for the booty
I said I’m in it for the loot, I ain’t talkin’ bout a groupie
Excuse me, cos I refuse to lose and these girls are choosy
Suzie got a little woosie had a little booze and a doobie
Movin’ unruly, had a little boogie
Suzie’s a little too boujee but she wants to move with the goonies
She don’t want a smoothie
Truthfully, she don’t wanna go to the movies
Wanna get a million views on her boobies
Oi
Don’t get lost in the sauce
Get caught off course
Of course I’ve mastered the force
Hop of the porch, I’m horseless off in a Porsche
I’m often soaring abroad
Boppin’ aboarder, lord of the world explorin’ the shore
Sure I’m a baller, all in boy in da corner
I don’t gotta warn ya

[Hook]
If you wanna get by
You better not come shy
You can whinge and cry
Til your eyes get dry but it still won’t fly
They throw dirt on the sly
I ain’t even gotta try
And when they wanna know why
And they need a reply
I ain’t even gonna lie

[Refrain]
I ain’t even gonna lie
I ain’t even gonna lie
I ain’t even gonna lie
Why lie? I’m the guy
One finger in the sky
I ain’t even gonna lie
I ain’t even gonna lie
Top guy, I don’t beg no bly

Dizzee Rascal – The Other Side (Raskit Album)

[Verse 1]
Tell the barber stop fuckin’ with my hairline
Got mine fitted to the side when I wear mine
Why these boys keep reachin’ for my plate knowin’ I don’t wanna share mine?
Why these boys keep lyin’ when they swear blind?
Why they talking like I never made bare grime?
Talk tools like I never had a spare 9
Why they reachin’ for my pockets like it’s their grind?
They better recline
Don’t don’t need a co-sign from the mayor cos I got a pretty penny, I ain’t beggin’ in my spare time
Why these bitches wanna hit me with the bare whine?
Tell me hit it bareback, these bitches ain’t even worth the airtime
Why these singers always gotta use Melodyne?
Why these rappers on their phone on the radio, they ain’t got prepared lines?
Why you gotta keep gassin’ up their dead rhymes?
Why I gotta be a hater when I tell the truth?
Why I gotta like your shitty fire in the booth?
If you’re really spittin’ fire where’s the bloody proof?
I ain’t hatin’ on the youth, if you ain’t got the juice
What’s the bloody use?
Cos I’m used to the true spitters on the roof
East side of the river that’s the bloody roots
Had to put in work like a pair of muddy boots
Too big for my boots that’s the truth
No excuse for you new recruits
Bunch of dilutes, and a few flukes
I’ve been out of the loop
Gotta pepper MCs with a few nukes
Bunch of fashion MCs think they’re too cute
Bunch of rubbish MCs stick em in a chute
Chuck em out of a helicopter with no parachute
I had to jump through hoops
I’m a true brute
It ain’t up for dispute

[Hook]
How bad do you want it?
Do you really, really want it?
How bad do you want it?
Do you really, really want it?
How bad do you want it?
Do you really, really want it?
Do you really, really want it?
If you want it then I’m on it

[Verse 2]
Why these bredders beggin’ a re-union?
Why’s the Godfather touchin’ on the kids?
Why you actin’ like you never knew and he’s movin’ new again?
There ain’t ever gonna be another crew again
So tell Willy that I don’t need a pen pal
Stop writin’ me these letters cos I don’t know what to do with them
It ain’t ever gonna be ’03 or ’02 they don’t do it how I did it
Somebody tell me what I’ve gotta prove again
I was runnin’ round the manor like a hooligan
I was linkin’ up with Gavin he was slewin’ them
Would have been a mad ting if he blew all these little grime kids ain’t got a clue
I ain’t even got a problem with the newer gen
But all these rappers that you’re begging I will ruin them
And tell Mega he can make all the noise that he wants but I’ll put him on his arse in a swamp with a few of them
They’re still talkin’ about my old wars
Folklore still talkin’ bout my old bars
Got my thinkin’ that it’s all I’m really known for
I ain’t runnin’ from no-one I fought my own wars
C1 NORTHSTAR, thats a war lord
If they only knew the way, flip the scoreboard
And tell Wes that he’s pukka and a mukka, he’s still a mad man, and a nutter and the heat I just can’t afford
Coz I’m on tour, they want an encore
Yeah sure that’s what I’m on for
Tell the promoters that they gotta put me on more
I’m like an elevator stoppin’ at the wrong floor
I ain’t got no regrets, if I did have a set
It would be that I never flew Concorde
Now my flow is complete ‘cah I don’t want no raasclaat beat

[Hook]
How bad do you want it?
Do you really, really want it?
How bad do you want it?
Do you really, really want it?
How bad do you want it?
Do you really, really want it?
Do you really, really want it?
If you want it then I’m on it

Dizzee Rascal – Make It Last (Raskit Album)

[Verse 1]
You ain’t from the ends, boy, don’t get me vexxed
Represent the east side everytime I flex
What you know ‘bout EQ, Stratford Rex?
Murder Mile, Palace P, murder on them steps
Deja 92, murderin’ them sets
Can’t forget Mak 10 murderin’ them decks
He’d just drop the ting we didn’t even know what’s next
I was with Reggie, never even heard of Ghetts
What you know about them real south London vets?
Imperial Gardens I was way out of my depth
Brickie on the right, Pecknam on the left
All I see is shooters it’s about to be a mess
All I see is shooters I don’t know about the rest
Can’t forget them ghetto boys servin’ up that stress
Bunch of blue borough boys turnin up La’Fez
Turnin’ up with heads
Someone’s gonna turn up dead, yeah
I was on the grind north, east, south and west
I was in the dance with no vest on my chest
Bredders lickin’ shots just to vent and express
Bredders lickin’ shots just to let me know I’m blessed

[Hook]
But that’s all in the past
So just settle off your arse
Reminisce and raise your glass
Nowadays I have a blast
And I’m in a different class
I’m just tryna make it last
But that’s all in the past
So just settle off your arse
Reminisce and raise your glass
Nowadays I have a blast
And I’m in a different class
I’m just tryna make it last

[Verse 2]
No regrets
Before I got a cheque I was workin’ up a sweat
I was on that north side, you better come correct
T town, Heat FM live and direct
I was from the east they coulda been comin’ at my neck
For the ends I rep, Instead I got respect
Coulda just been wet, didn’t know what to expect
Weren’t no speculation if they had the tings on deck
Thinkin’ what the heck
Might as well take heed
Take time and breathe
I ain’t tryna bleed
Love is all we need
Seems like they agreed
But you know know about peak unless you went Rumble Stampede
Real peak indeed
And if you’re lookin’ beef then I suggest you take the lead
And roll up your sleeves
Or get jooked with speed
I’ve seen the hardest, coldest bredders beg, holler and plead
Like you won’t believe
And North West is greaze
Hotter than Belize
I went to Tudor Rose thinkin’ it would be a breeze
But all I saw was G’s
Bredders on their knees
Screaming "Why d’you take my boy away?
God help him, please!"

[Hook]
But that’s all in the past
So just settle off your arse
Reminisce and raise your glass
Nowadays I have a blast
And I’m in a different class
I’m just tryna make it last
But that’s all in the past
So just settle off your arse
Reminisce and raise your glass
Nowadays I have a blast
And I’m in a different class
I’m just tryna make it last

Dizzee Rascal – Ghost (Raskit Album)

[Hook]
Close, close, wanna get close on the coast
Ghost, ghost don’t pose and I don’t post
Close, close, wanna get close on the coast
Ghost, ghost

[Verse 1]
Pickin’ me a winner
Picky hair an’ I was a little bit thinner
3310 with a customised ringer
I was tryna holla at Lavinia
But she weren’t ina
Cos I was a sinner
Thought I was a minger
Never had a Bimmer
Rollin’ through the ends on a stolen aprillia
Waiting for the Dominos guy to deliver
For a free dinner
Thought I knew it all I was just a beginner
Never was a singer
I was on pirate radio way before I heard Mike Skinner
Wagwan killer
Yeah that’s my nigga
Talk about race but its just way bigger
I ain’t gonna waste no time on Twitter
Done with the jibba
Cry me a river
Say it to my face or say it to my trigger
You go figure, or reconsider
Indian giver
Lookin’ for a chocolate girl with a hint of vanilla
And she can bring a Indian with her
I just want a bosom for a pillow
An’ I got a little bit o skrilla
We can get a boat and we can get a villa
Or we can be on South Beach real nigga liver
All killer, no filler

[Pre-Hook]
I don’t wanna brag or boast
I don’t cater and I don’t host
When they ask what I do I say I do the most
Then I get ghost, on the coast like I am supposed
Don’t pose and I do not post
And that’s why these girls wanna play me

[Hook]
Close, close, wanna get close on the coast
Ghost, ghost don’t pose and I don’t post
Close, close, wanna get close on the coast
Ghost, ghost

[Verse 2]
They ain’t put food on my table
I rock the cradle
Big dirty stinkin’ logo I rock the label
I’ve been doin’ this since cable
I was on the graveyard shift in the studio
Only popped out for a salt beef bagel
I was on the roads when it was unstable
I’m not an angel
Beef had more than a plate full
But I ain’t hateful
Born in the 80s
Year of the able
Come back 18
Could’ve been a facial
Would’ve been painful
Raised in the 90s
It was still racial
Bloody disgraceful
Why are these yutes so bloody ungrateful
Talk about grime like I ain’t a staple
I was on the mic when you was in play-school
Stabbed six times yo it could have been fateful
Would have been 6 foot deep on my bredrin’s T-shirt lookin’ distasteful
Would have been wasteful
Never would have seen the Caribbean in April
Shackin’ up with Rachel
Givin’ her a face-full
Never would have been seven figures deep walkin’ down the street with a gorgeous freak in a chief screamin’ "come out the way fool"

[Pre-Hook]
I don’t wanna brag or boast
I don’t cater and I don’t host
When they ask what I do I say I do the most
Then I get ghost, on the coast like I am supposed
Don’t pose and I do not post
And that’s why these girls wanna play me

[Hook]
Close, close, wanna get close on the coast
Ghost, ghost don’t pose and I don’t post
Close, close, wanna get close on the coast
Ghost, ghost

Dizzee Rascal – Business Man (Raskit Album)

[Intro]
Ayy!
You know what they say
They say God helps those who help themselves and the Devil makes work for idle thumbs
Fuck it

[Verse 1]
No boy can’t run me, sun me
Any given Sunday
Move like Crocodile Dundee
Daggar in my undies
Lookin’ for a chick like Chun-Li
Thick in the hips not dumpy
Bumpers bumpy
Ready for the Rumpy Pumpy
Pum pum junkie
Side guys lookin’ all grumpy
Thinkin’ I’m cunt
Lookin’ at me stuntin’
Wishin’ they could jump me
Leave me all lumpy
Crooked and stumpy
Bet you any money that you wouldn’t get 1p
You silly monkey
MTV gotta punk me
Don’t be a numpty
Don’t get comfy
Try me it’ll get funky
Couldn’t take me for a flunky
Now I just slump in the country
Country bumkin
Lookin’ all chunky
I ain’t got a monthly
Done with the mortgage
Coulda had a bigger house
But I got it figured out
So I bloody bought it
I ain’t gotta forfeit
They ain’t got a audit
But I’ll endorse it
Stay in your lane rudeboy
Don’t force it
Runnin’ on ice when you know you gotta walk it
I walk the walk and I talk it
Talk is cheap everybody could afford it
You can still kill a fine wine if you cork it
Tastes like horse shit
I call the bullshit, sort it
I don’t report it
Won’t see me in the dock or on the pulpit
See me in the tinted whip with a sport kit
No spare tire an’ the boots in the front with a tool kit
Didn’t import it
I ain’t gotta make no noise
If I want something done I will sort it

[Hook]
I’m a business man
I got a business plan
I got the wickedest brand
I’m so gifted and
You just sit and jam
I keep the business ran
You got it twisted fam
Go handle your business man
I’m a business man
I got a business plan
I got the wickedest brand
I’m so gifted and
You just sit and jam
I keep the business ran
You got it twisted fam
Go handle your business man

[Verse 2]
Don’t take no losses
Roll with the bosses
I’m my own boss and I don’t sit sippin’ on coffee in a office
Cuttin’ across, cuttin’ them costs
Sittin’ on profit
Plus I’m a pro and a prophet
Who’s gonna stop it?
Custom whistle I cop it
I’m lookin’ stocky and they do not stock it
Raisin’ the stock and I’m off like a rocket
All kinda P in my pocket
Back in the day had a bee in my bonnet
Moronic
Nowadays companies comin’ to me and I tell ‘em my fee and they’re on it
Take it or leave it or I do not want it
Spare me the sonnet
If you could pree what I pree you would probably vomit
Gotta admit it’s ironic
Gotta iron out all the pros and dosy sheep
Dressed in wolf’s clothing
Only keep cool and composed I’m rollin’ so
Cold I feel frozen
Chosen now my ego is swollen
Head above shoulders
Tryna keep a hold of my soul
While holdin’ on to my goals
My goal is go, go and unload
And holdin’ on to old flows a no go
Pogo, not me I stay low I’m solo
All my foes are so old and over
I ain’t even involved I’m global
Good as gold I don’t phone up soldier
No gold in my molar
Older, bigger, bolder, bipolar, owner
All I know is I don’t owe ya

[Hook]
I’m a business man
I got a business plan
I got the wickedest brand
I’m so gifted and
You just sit and jam
I keep the business ran
You got it twisted fam
Go handle your business man
I’m a business man
I got a business plan
I got the wickedest brand
I’m so gifted and
You just sit and jam
I keep the business ran
You got it twisted fam
Go handle your business man

Dizzee Rascal – Bop N Keep It Dippin (Raskit Album)

[Hook]
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
In the manor I ain’t slippin’, nah
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Cos these man are always flippin’ (switchin’)
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ I ain’t flippin’ over no chicken (no)
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ cos the manor’s unforgivin’ (trust)

[Verse 1]
Jack the lad
Jack an’ nab
Had to snatch and grab
I was black and sad
Couldn’t even catch a cab
Sittin’ in the pad
Thinkin’ I was bad
Like a chav
I was savvy
Had the gab
I was shabby
Never had the swag
GAP jacket turned into a bag
It was fab
Just a slightly dodgy fad
At the time it was the greatest swag I had
Old dear used to nag
Every time I brought a slag into the pad
I was glad
Caught the clap I couldn’t blag
I wave the flag
Now I wrap it when I shag
Listenin’ to makaveli
Thinkin’ I was rags
With my rag
Sippin Alizé
Not the Hennessey
It made me gag
Now I’m older Thug Passion really sounds like just a dodgy porno mag
That is not a jab
Let the critics take a stab
Birds tellin’ me I’m drab cos I don’t dab
Thought by now I’d be a dad
With a WAG
Caught me cheatin’ on my stag
Still it’s better than a bucket full of angry crabs

[Hook]
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
In the manor I ain’t slippin’, nah
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Cos these man are always flippin’ (switchin’)
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ I ain’t flippin’ over no chicken (no)
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ cos the manor’s unforgivin’ (trust)

[Verse 2]
Jammin’ at Jalil’s
With his brother Bills
Back when rap was all about the skills
Cannabis, sticky fingers, Eminem and Cyprus Hill
Had the time to kill
Sit and chill
Debate about who had the sickest verse
Who your favourite was and who was ill
Strictly for the thrill
Yeah I’m Dylan but they used to call me Dyl
Before the the deal
Mr Mills fell in love with Natalie
She had a wavy pair of lils
Gave me chills but she was crazy
Always all up in my grill
No she wasn’t from the grill
She was beige and then occasionally
Brought her bredrin down from Gypsy Hill
Who I really didn’t feel
If I had to keep it absolutely real
Then she didn’t feel me either
Doubt she’ll leave me in her will
Went to PFC and watched my bredrin jump up on the counters
Stab the boss across the till
It was probably over nil
Overkill
Must have dropped a dodgy pill
This is not a bloody drill
Somebody call the ambulance
The bloods about to spill

[Hook]
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
In the manor I ain’t slippin’, nah
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Cos these man are always flippin’ (switchin’)
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ I ain’t flippin’ over no chicken (fam)
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ cos the manor’s unforgivin’ (trust)

[Verse 3]
Petty crimes
Peak times
Back when creed and unknown MC Pied Piper went to number one with good rhymes
So Solid next it was a good sign
More Fire blew
But Heartless crew they had the good vibes
I was in my boiler suit
On the grind
Cookin’ grime
On the champagne dance shoot
Thinkin’ I was lookin’ fine
Saw the rise and the decline
The extortion and the devils on the sidelines
Bitchin’cos they couldn’t get the shine
It was deep and I could [?]
They tried to creep up from behind
Talkin’ ‘bout they want a piece
So I went and bought a piece
It was a (nine)
Told myself nobody’s ever takin’ mine
I’ll go blind if they ever cross the line
But I never wanted pressure from the swine
Got me thinkin’ bout my struggles
And the mountain that I had to climb
I will not rewind
Plus I’m barely in my prime
Got me switchin’ up my line
Relocated off the ends
I was bored but got my piece of mind

[Hook]
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
In the manor I ain’t slippin’, nah
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Cos these man are always flippin’ (switchin’)
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ I ain’t flippin’ over no chicken (it’s long)
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ dippin’
Bop ’n keep it dippin’ cos the manor’s unforgivin’ (trust)

Dizzee Rascal – She Knows What She Wants (Raskit Album)

[Intro]
She don’t wanna play no games with me
Coz she knows what she wants

[Hook]
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She dont beg no pardon and she dont beg no response
She dont beg no pardon and she dont beg no response
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She dont beg no pardon and she dont beg no response
She dont beg no pardon and she dont beg no response

[Verse 1]
She knows what she wants
She don’t want a nonce
Play her own way
She is not a ponce
Looking nonchalant
Looking confident i wanna be her confident
With a big badonk-a-donk
The ba-donkas looking tonk
I’ll give her the wonky bony
But not before i take her to a boujee restautant
Yeah a boujee restautant
With the fancy condiments
And get her what she wants
Coz she knows what she wants
She wants a fancy fella with the manners and the charm
She wants a fancy fella in the new designer garms
She wants a fancy fella that’ll be boppin arm-in-arm
Be her knight in shining armour and she’ll never come to harm
He’ll get a private jet and take her shopping in Milan
Or fly her to Dubai and have her staying at The Palm
She wants a fancy fella who’s a gentleman and calm but I’m not a fancy fella so i’ll tell her wagwan

[Hook]
She said she knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She don’t beg no pardon and she don’t beg no response
She don’t beg no pardon and she don’t beg no response
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She don’t beg no pardon and she don’t beg no response
She don’t beg no pardon and she don’t beg no response

[Verse 2]
She knows where its at brought the t-shirt and the hat
She don’t chat a lot of crap always snapping on the app
Got me shaggin’ in the flat
She ain’t lackin’ in the back
Keeps the kitty cat intact
Yeah the kitty cats a rap
I can rap about her baps or
I can rap about the way she tries to hit me with the facts
Trying to hit me with the stacks
Trying to hit it then relax
Take a cheeky little nap
Im a cheeky chap but if if ever cheat I’ll get a slap
She wants a fancy fella who is loyal and is true
Who takes her out for strolls and can forget about the crew
She wants a fancy fella that her parents can approve
And can make a brave suggestion when she don’t know what to do
She wants a fancy fella that’ll treat her like a boo and not treat her like a bird coz she’s had a cock or two
She wants a fancy fella that’ll properly pursue but my name is Dizzee Rascal and I’m just passing through

[Hook]
She said she knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She don’t beg no pardon and she don’t beg no response
She don’t beg no pardon and she don’t beg no response
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She knows what she wants
She don’t beg no pardon and she don’t beg no response
She don’t beg no pardon and she don’t beg no response

[Outro]
Yeah
She knows what she wants
Don’t wanna’ playa like me
No, no, no, no
She don’t wanna’ rebel like me

Dizzee Rascal – Dummy (16 For The Juice) (Raskit Album)

[Verse 1]
Doing it for the family
It don’t really matter if you say you’re not a fan of me
Telling me that you’re myffed they’ll having trouble understanding me
Telling me that I’m this and that I’m questioning my sanity
Wondering why my attitudes so shabby its a tragedy
Wonder why I always use profanity, randomly
Telling me there ain’t no need for me to be so angry
I should be a happy chap and put my feet upon a canopy
Can it be I’m just another rapper with an attitude
Telling me that I need to settle down and show some gratitude
Telling me that I ain’t the only rapper on the map thats from the manor matter fact theres been a couple that its happened to
And they’ve made a stack or two
Now I’ve got to battle through
And I’m like (?)
I ain’t got no worries I ain’t even in a hurry
If I thought I couldn’t do it I would pick another avenue
Haven’t you heard its not a sprint its a marathon
Every now and then you’ve got to let a bredda tag along
Used to wear it like a badge of honour now I think about tomorrow am I gonna and I gotta sing a sadder song
Looking in the mirror all I see is the dapper don
Telling me that I need to leave the leaches and the hangers on
Devil is a liar and its got me running through the fire on my 22 inch tyres so I’m cracking on

[Hook]
I’m doin’ it, I’m doin’ it
I ain’t preein’ or pursuing it
Two two man are slewing it
Don’t watch me who are you in it
I’m don it I’m doing it
Won’t let them pussy boys ruin it
They say I love what i do with it
But whats love got got to do with it
Money money money got these breddas acting like I got these bitches being funny
Money money money got these breddas acting like I got these bitches being funny
Money money money got these breddas acting like I got these bitches being funny
I ain’t being funny I would be another dummy if it wasn’t for the money

[Verse 2]
Doing it for the legacy
Been had the flavour look at everybody eating off my recipe
Coz they know my style is a necessity
Now its getting messy its unnecessary that I hang around
I think that people should see less of me
I ain’t saying that I’m ready to accept a lesser fee
Im talking bout a hysterectomy
I’ve been birthing all these little breddas and i must admit i got to quit before I split its over-stretching me
Put the pride aside
They told me thats a better vibe when it is applied
But i can’t decide
The enemy can only conquer what he can divide
You can deny it if you want they’ll have you looking like a plonker if you let it slide
You take em for a ride run and hide
And I consider myself a monster (?) consequences (?) i’ll survive
I’ll never take a dive
So heres a high five
And you’ll be on your way
And have a great day
What can i say that would be great and make my day I would appreciate if you just go astray and stay away ok
Or you can blaze a J
You’ll never see the day that Dizzee Rascal fade away
I’ll always have another clever play on the way clear as day never grey
I will never sway
Everybody want a piece of the fillet till they gotta pay

[Hook]
I’m doin’ it I’m doin’ it
I ain’t preein’ or pursuing it
Two two man are slewing it
Don’t watch me who are you in it
I’m don it I’m doing it
Won’t let them pussy boys ruin it
They say I love what i do with it
But whats love got got to do with it
Money money money got these breddas acting like I got these bitches being funny
Money money money got these breddas acting like I got these bitches being funny
Money money money got these breddas acting like I got these bitches being funny
I ain’t being funny I would be another dummy if it wasn’t for the money

[Outro]
Money money money got these breddas acting like I got these bitches being funny
Money money money got these breddas acting like I got these bitches being funny
Money money money got these breddas acting like I got these bitches being funny
I ain’t being funny I would be another dummy if it wasn’t for the money

Dizzee Rascal – Everything Must Go (Raskit Album)

[Hook]
Everythin’ must go
Everythin’ must go
Everythin’ must go
No squares in the circle
Everything must roll
What’s the plan when the smoke clears
An’ it all takes its toll?
I don’t know

[Verse 1]
Uh
Futurist
Ludicrous
Like the news except my views are true and I cut through the mist
Scrupulous
I’ll dismiss if you persist
Deep down I’m a youthanist
Still ruthless
Bitter sweet
Neutralist
Not new to this
I can see the world dwindlin’
Got my spider sense tinglin’
I’m just out here minglin’
All I see is politicians runnin’ round tryna keep their pockets jinglin’
Sounds like I’m singlin’
Can’t forget about the back scamps and the swindlin’
No point in lingerin’
Everybody’s gotta eat
Somebody’s gonna cheat
Out here on a tightrope tryna stand on their two feet
Kids are tryna be street
It’s peak
Get swept off of their feet before them condos are complete
Yeah it’s deep

[Refrain]
Everythin’ must go
No squares in the circle
Everything must roll
Rollin’ up that crow
It’s gettin’ out of control
What’s the plan when the smoke clears
An’ it all takes its toll?
I don’t know

[Hook]
Everythin’ must go
Everythin’ must go
Everythin’ must go
No squares in the circle
Everything must roll
What’s the plan when the smoke clears
An’ it all takes its toll?
I don’t know

[Verse 2]
Uh
Bottle poppers and socialites
Gassed up and over-hyped
No oversight
Really puttin’ on a show tonight
Not me
I’m overtight
Girl told me I’m miserable
She said why you gotta over analyse
Why can’t you just let lose and have fun like them other guys?
Jumpin’ round like orangutans on the table
With their sparklers
And their champagne all publicised
Why you always gotta sumarise
Why can’t you just live life in the moment?
And act like this glamour life ain’t just a bunch o lies?
But I’m wide awake I can’t fake no more
Wide awake I can’t take no more
It was fun while it lasted
But it’s the kind of shit I can’t rate no more
Kind of shit you get carried away and start movin’ lose
And get posted up on your Instagram and fans hate you for
Cos the excess just vexes
The world’s more complex than being first name on the guest list
Or sexist, being reckless with a dancer in Texas
Named Lexus I’m restless
Textin’ all my exes like

[Hook]
Everythin’ must go
Everythin’ must go
Everythin’ must go
No squares in the circle
Everything must roll
What’s the plan when the smoke clears
An’ it all takes its toll?
I don’t know

[Outro: Boris Johnson]
The last thing we want to have in our city is a situation like a-such as Paris where erm the less well off are pushed to the suburb, that is not going to happen in London
I will emphatically resist any attempt er to-to-to recreate a London in which the rich and poor can’t live together

Dizzee Rascal – Slow Your Roll (Raskit Album)

[Verse 1]
Tell them boys to stop over-fussin’
Tell them boys there ain’t no discussion
Tell them boys I heard it all before
It ain’t new to me you gotta show me suttin’
Act up fore I blow or suttin’
Blow for blow
Toe to toe
I run my own show
But I am not known for duckin’
Tell my homeboys to roll me suttin’
Standin’ out in the cold is cuttin’
Reminiscing on back in the day before Isle of Dogs and E3 was shootin’ broad day and riskin’ lives over nothin’
Them boys were like older cousins
Went away I came back I heard it went mad but I could not speak cos it was too peak I had to just hold my tongue in
Shoulder shruggin’
Lookin’ over my shoulder
Told ‘em slow your roll when the roads are gunnin’
On top and the show was runnin’
These times it was over-numbin’
Alls fair when it’s love and war
Bredders actin’ all cold an’ cunnin’
I was focussed on my dough was comin’
Deep down I knew my soul was bunnin’
Sting a bee in a sling they stung him
Couple shots came through went wrong
Held one, he survived the stunnin’
Payback gotta at least gotta get one in
No point tryna talk ‘em down
Can’t tell these negros nuttin’
Like

[Hook]
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
And let the foolishness go
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
There’s more to life than you know
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
And let the yout dem grow

[Verse 2]
Youngers takin’ up arms
Youngers out to do harm
Like it’s Afghanistan
Switchin’ up garms
Kickin’ up drama
Gotta handle these qualms
Chip at the top of their arm
Someone ring the alarm
Ringin’ shots on the calm
Nothin’ left in their eyes
Lost the love and the charm
Ain’t no Quran
And they’re mentally scarred
They ain’t wishin’ on stars
They ain’t readin’ no psalms
Or prayin for peeps, they’re playin’ for keeps
Futures bleak
They keep the heat in their palms
Compete and beef for postcodes and streets they don’t even own yards
Best believe they go hard
So bredders got locked up
Cos there ain’t no pot luck
The developers rocked up
Settin’ up shop got the whole place locked and it all went and it all got copped and the hood got chopped and the natives cropped and the ends got boxed up, then the price got knocked up
Foreign investment raising the stock up
So the rent got propped up
And it kept gettin’ topped up
So the heart got ripped out and rinsed out
Some got shipped out, got kicked out
Few of them stayed but the rest just dipped out
Took the quick route
Power, money and big clout is what it’s about

[Hook]
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
There’s more to life than you know
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
Slow your roll and get dough
And let the yout dem grow