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Illuminati intro – Blac Youngsta lyrics

Lyrics Blac Youngsta – Illuminati intro

How you doing ladies and gentlemen. I go by the name of Blac Yougsta.
I rep them three letters C-M-G
And I name this project Illuminati because I felt like I sacrificed a
lot of s**t to get here. I had to sacrifice a lot of friendships
A lot of family members
The lifestyle, the streets, the b*tches, the drug dealing, the shootouts,
gangbanging and s**t you know I had to stop that s**t you know.
And you know this is the toughest thing to sacrifice.
Motherf*ckers you been with all your life you know.
And if you ever had to sacrifice something (Welcome to Illuminati intro) Thank God.

Tried to take my stripes, Almost lost my life
Watch my lil brothers struggle, fighting for his life
These niggas killed my brother he was dead wrong
Got the phone call I was heading home
Tried to rob him thought he had some money on him but my brother only had a cell phone
Runna B know I miss you brother know I never ever wanna forget you brother
Know I’m with you brother bought some shoes for you fore you died and I know they fit you brother
Lord knows I hate that bullet hit you brother
Lord know I hate that nigga killed you brother
And you see the pain I be going through
I be shedding tears in that foreign coupe
They just see me acting out in public
But they never know what I’m going through
They don’t really know how I’m stressed out
They don’t wanna know what I wanna go and do
I just wanna hang out the sunroof
I just wanna let go a gun or two
I already killed your killer baby brother
I just wanna kill your killers son too
I swear to god, Swear to god I ain’t gone let no lil nigga play me
Swear to god ima buy mama that new Mercedes
Swear to god I ain’t gone pay attention to no haters
I swear to god, I cross my heart
My fingers ain’t crossed (no no no) No
That’s on my life, that’s on my life baby
If you stay loyal, ill make you wife baby.

Seen a lot of things, Codeine fiends
Lost a lot of friends, I miss my dawgs
All these friends I done lost, all these cars, all these houses, all these jewels I done bought, but it still feel like I lost
Even though I live like a boss, I don’t really feel like a boss
Talk to my niggas every night man I wish they was here just to talk
I just wanna have a conversation with them
I just wanna tell em I done made it nigga
I just wanna tell em how these niggas hating
I just wanna tell em how they babies living
Oh, you gotta man up out here nigga
Run your bands up out here nigga
Is you on your knees, is you sucking dick is standing up out here nigga
If you ain’t gangsta better get the f*ck from out here nigga
Is your big Glock 27 30 round clip tucked out here nigga
I swear to god (Gang Gang)
f*ck with me ima let them killers come through nigga f*ck them b*tches ima let my lil niggas run through them b*tches
I done seen so many real niggas die
Seen so many real niggas cry
Seen a lot of fake real niggas switch sides
Oh, Lord can you forgive me, Oh lord i know you hear me
I know i did a lot of bad things i had to take care of my children
I know you understand lord what it take to be a man lord
I was gone get kicked out if i didn’t pay my landlord
Gone let me know girl versuri-lyrics.info
Is you gone stay down and hold me down girl
If i go to jail right now would you bail me out girl
If i go to hell right now would meet me out there
I swear to god, I talk to god every night
I miss my dawg, I pour my hear every night
I could’ve never made it off that flight
When i got shot i could’ve never fight, I could’ve died
I could’ve told my brother i love him before he died
I could’ve told my big cousin not to slide.(illuminati intro)

Without that
I don’t know what the f*ck i was thinking
You know what I’m saying i just wish i would’ve told craig like it ain’t even worth it f*ck that s**t homie
Rest in pea- Rest in peace Runna B I love you to death
I swear to goddd.(illuminati intro)
Blac Youngsta lyrics
Video intro

Sunt mare golan – Nicolae Guta versuri

Versuri Nicolae Guta – Sunt mare golan

Vai mama mia ce-i aici
Ce-i aici, ce-i aici
Auuu, este plin doar de gagici
Numai de gagici.(sunt mare golan)

Vai mama mia ce-i aici
Ce-i aici, ce-i aici
Auuu, este plin doar de gagici
Numai de gagici.

Ai ai ai sunt mare golan
Ai ai ai chiar de nu am bani
Face ce fac si fetele ma plac
La toate le pun capac. (x2)

Au ce ma doare inima
Inima, inima
Vai ca pe toate le-as lua
Si le-as saruta.

Auuu ce ma doare inima
Inima, inima
Versuri-lyrics.info
Vai ca pe toate le-as lua
Si le-as saruta.

Ai ai ai sunt mare golan
Ai ai ai chiar de nu am bani
Face ce fac si fetele ma plac
La toate le pun capac.

Ai ai ai sunt mare golaaan
Ai ai ai chiar de nu am bani
Face ce fac si fetele ma plac
La toate le pun capaccc.
Versuri Nicolae Guta
Video golan

Vem ca mozao – Mc Joao letra

Letra Mc Joao – Vem ca mozao

Eu falei para ela ahn, ahn
Que discussão
Não ajeita a situação
Vem ca Mozao
Que eu vou te passar a visão
Que a melhor parte
É quando “nóis” faz as pazes.

Vai sentando suave
Vem quicando suave
De ladinho suave
Vem amando suave.

Pego no seu cabelo
Versuri-lyrics.info
Desse jeito que tu gama
Que a melhor parte, dessa treta,
É “nóis” dois na camaaa.
Mc Joao letra
Video mozao

Dans le 13 – Jul paroles

Paroles Jul – Dans le 13

Et là on va tout niquer là heinnn
Eh mercii heinnn
135 Jujujul, eh merci hein
On va tout péter hein
2017 que tu t’y attends pas
Ca viendra dans la nuque.(dans le 13)

J’pense à mon avenir pendant qu’toi tu penses à tenir
On s’parle plus t’es mon poto, qu’es-ce que t’attends pour venir
Ca te jalouse les nerfs tout ça au lieu d’te soutenir
Sois-disant toi tu niques des mères, si j’ai bon souvenir
Vous m’avez pompé l’air, j’vais caller dans un coin pénard
J’pose des sandwichs au quartier
Pendant qu’vous posez des Ruinards
J’serais pas costaud comme Popey
Même si j’mange 2 kil’ d’épinards
Ils vont passer au XXX quand t’auras l’corps d’un Corbillard
J’suis rapta c’est le soir et j’fais un tour vers Corbières
Pas d’sous pour la chambre en chien j’la mettais entre 2 pierres
Tôt ou tard on s’reparlera ça sert a rien d’jouer l’fuyard
C’est pas les boules la c’est mes couilles, j’ai posé sur l’billard
J’ai misé sur l’attaque, j’vais renforcé la charnière
Que des embrouilles au quartier, y’avait l’Sheitan aux barrières
J’trainais à la pace ou au Prameaux
En bas d’la pente ou à la barrière
On m’dis Jul j’serais pas là si j’aurais eu ta carrière
J’ai mis l’s**t dans l’tabac, j’ai mis l’sirop dans la bière
J’insulte les flics comme un gamin
A 2 doigts d’leur jeter des pierres
On connait la galère toi la tomate pas ton gruyère
Les soirées quand y’a pas un pour récupérer la caisse à la fourrière
Au début j’faisais ça pour rire, un jour j’arrêterais ça s’pourrait
Les potos c’est comme les fruits on m’a dit des fois ça pourri
Tu l’esquive, il t’as secouru
Tu te caches dans un trou d’souris
Un pour tous, tous pour un mais y’a eu l’Akha on a tous courru (Akhaaaa)
J’ai d’l’inspi, pas besoin de tirer à 2 sur le spliff
J’suis triste comme l’instru
Fais le signe Jul, j’fais un screen
M’en veux pas j’m’exprime
Mets toi ça dans l’esprit
Ennemi public du game numéro 1, appelle moi Jack Mesrine
Quand j’zone dans la tess j’vois beaucoup d’têtes balafrés
Des dents cassés, des mecs qui t’sors le couteau, ou le pompe pas la vrai
Il fait tarpin beau on va passer l’été au quartier
J’connais l’travail de bon matin
J’en place une pour les gens au chantier
Ok, j’vais vraiment les choquer
J’vais tellement les f*ck, tu vas les voir suffoquer
Boulette sur siège baquet versuri-lyrics.info
J’ai qu’une ture’, veulent m’embarquer
En 6.3 AMG, tu vas m’voir débarquer
Il fait froid, j’ai mis la Parka, j’suis en Kalenji en Quéchua
J’vais les niquer, si tu peux empêche-moi
La vie c’est brutal comme un coup d’bates dans l’front
Ils font pas un, j’me sens coupable dans l’fond
Ca fait vous chauffe et on m’dis fait pas attention
Mais j’te mens pas là elle monte la tension
Mauvais garçon, dans la place
En contre-façon, j’ai pas la classe
Mais bon passons, faut qu’je brasse
T’es plein de façons mais c’est pas grave, ouais
Faut qu’je passe à l’acte
Ne dis pas à au B me raconte pas d’salade
Il est bizarre il dit même plus Salam
Ca l’a braqué il a rangé sa lame
Askiparait le phénomène s’éssouffle
Bientôt le 13ème album je te souffle
Et j’en ai 2 autres de prêt coffré
Au cas où tu voudrais faire l’sourd.

Tu verras des groupes sur la moto, dans le 13
Ca répond pas ça fait pas les lotos, dans le 13
Je sors ça me rafale de photos, dans le 13
Je fais tranquille dodo, dans le 13.
Jul paroles
Video 13

Pierce The Veil – Coming Clean Lyrics

[Green Day cover]

Seventeen and strung out on confusion
Trapped inside a roll of disillusion
I’ve found out what it takes to be a man
Now mom and dad’ll never understand

Secrets collecting dust but never forget
Skeletons come to life in my closet
I’ve found out what it takes to be a man
Now mom and dad’ll never understand
What’s happening to me

Seventeen and coming clean for the first time
I finally figured out myself for the first time
I’ve found out what it takes to be a man
Now mom and dad’ll never understand
What’s happening to me

Famous Dex – Big Blue Lyrics

[Intro]
What’s up J
Ou, ou, Dexter!
Ah-Yeah ah-what!

[Hook]
Pouring up a wock and the Big Blue (I did)
Don’t want to sip but your bitch do (Lil Bitch)
Looking at your diamonds so fufu (Ah-What)
A pussy ass nigga wear hola-hoop (Wait)

If they tell me get them I got them (What)
I pint sit call it Rocket (Lil Rocket)
Run in your house till I’m dropping
Don’t want that bitch man I tell her to stop it

Pouring up a wock and the Big Blue (I did)
Don’t want to sip but your bitch do (Lil Bitch)
Looking at your diamonds so fufu (Ah-What)
A pussy ass nigga wear hola-hoop (Wait)

If they tell me get them I got them (I got em)
I pint sit call it rocket (Lil Rocket)
Run in your house till I’m driving
Don’t want that bitch man I tell her to stop it

[Verse]
Run in your house till I’m droppin’
Open the safe boy you better not lock it
Don’t want that bitch she ain’t poppin’ huh
She fuck for the fame, I’m not rockin’ (Dexter)

Fly-S-L like my nick name is Peter
I just might buy a new freezer (What)
Don’t want that bitch she a eater huh
You wifing that bitch don’t believe her (Dexter)

Wait, wock, huh sippin’ that wock I don’t stop
Sippin’ that wock fill my heart (ou)
My diamonds shine in the dark huh, wait, huh
I just pull up in a Bentley coup huh
Pussy ass nigga wear tutu (bitch)

A diamond color like some fruit
Call up Gino you know he gon’ shoot (Dexter)

[Hook]
Pouring up a wock and the Big Blue (I did)
Don’t want to sip but your bitch do (Lil Bitch)
Looking at your diamonds so fufu (Ah-What)
A pussy ass nigga wear hola-hoop (Wait)

If they tell me get them I got them (What)
I pint sit call it Rocket (Lil Rocket)
Run in your house till I’m dropping
Don’t want that bitch man I tell her to stop it

Pouring up a wock and the Big Blue (I did)
Don’t want to sip but your bitch do (Lil Bitch)
Looking at your diamonds so fufu (Ah-What)
A pussy ass nigga wear hola-hoop (Wait)

If they tell me get them I got them (I got em)
I pint sit call it rocket (Lil Rocket)
Run in your house till I’m driving
Don’t want that bitch man I tell her to stop it

Eric Bellinger – Ganja Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
It’s Eazy

[Chorus]
I’m in love with marijuana
I’m in love with marijuana (I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love)
I’m in love with marijuana (yeah)
I’m in love with marijuana (yeah, yeah, sheesh)
I be smoking on that ganja (we be lighting it up)
I be draped in that designer (so player, player)
I’m in love with marijuana (sheesh)
I’m in love with marijuana (yeah)
I be blazing with Obama (blaze it)
My crew look like double hanna
I’m in love with marijuana (yeah)
Please don’t tell my mama
I’m in love with marijuana (I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love)
My chick higher than a sauna (woah)
I’m in love with marijuana (I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love)
But I don’t do no Madonna (that white)
I hate Dolce & Gabanna (I do)
Used to go to Tijuana (for real)
Your bitch riding in a Honda (skrrt)
My chick Maybach seat recliner (yeah)
I’m in love with marijuana (yeah)
I’m in love with marijuana (I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love)
I’m in love with marijuana (yeah)
Please don’t tell my mama (yeah, yeah)

Eric Bellinger – Flight Lyrics

[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]
If you was my girl
I would give you everything
Possibly a wedding ring
But it ain’t that deep though
I just really fuck with you
I’m rolling up some good tree
And I got enough so two
So come and smoke it
Tonight’s the night, it’s going down
You the only one I want around
As I roll sativa, break it down
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
You should come hop up on this jet, baby
Hurry up, before you get lift
I just wanna take a flight with you
Can I catch a flight with you? Yeah, yeah, yeah
I just wanna chill and smoke
Baby, I just wanna chill and smoke, yeah
Said that I just wanna chill and smoke, uh
You know this night is overdue, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I just wanna chill and smoke, yeah
Baby, I just wanna chill and smoke, yeah
Said that I just wanna chill and smoke, yeah
I wanna catch a flight with you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Candace Boyd & Eric Bellinger]
I’m about to light one up
I’m about to, I’m about to light one up with you
Light it up, light it up, baby, you
Spark it up, spark it up, yeah
Everything you’re doing’s off the record right now
So I ain’t tripping if we in the making right now
Do what you do
I’ll follow you
Ooh yeah, ain’t worried ’bout no bitches, no way
So you shouldn’t be worried ’bout them niggas, no way
‘Cause I’m here with you
Baby, all I wanna do, all I wanna do is

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger & Candace Boyd]
You should come hop up on this jet, baby
Hurry up, before you get lift
I just wanna take a flight with you
Can I catch a flight with you? Yeah (you already know)
I just wanna chill and smoke (I just wanna chill and smoke)
Baby, I just wanna chill and smoke, yeah (smoke)
Said that I just wanna chill and smoke, uh (chill and smoke, chill and smoke)
You know this night is overdue, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (chill and smoke, chill and smoke)
I just wanna chill and smoke, yeah
Baby, I just wanna chill and smoke, yeah
Said that I just wanna chill and smoke, yeah
I wanna catch a flight with you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro: Eric Bellinger]
Light it up, light it up
Spark it up, spark it up

Norah Jones – Flipside

[Verse 1]
I tried to get high, but you wanted me low
Good things are happening, but happening slow
It’s some kind of mystery from long ago

I finally know who I’m supposed to be
My mind was locked but I found the key
Hope it don’t all slip away from me

[Pre-Chorus]
Hard times, fine lines
Moments pass by and I cry
Rewind, step behind
It’s hard to find the flipside

[Chorus]
I can’t stand when you tell me to get back
If we’re all free, then why does it seem we can’t just be?

[Verse 2]
You saw your reflection all over the news
Your temperature’s well past a hundred and two
Put the guns away, or we’ll all gonna lose

[Pre-Chorus]
Stand by, or take flight
Eat or throw your piece pie
Walk on, or be mine
Moments fly by and I cry

[Chorus]
I can’t stand when you tell me to get back
If we’re all free, then why does it seem we can’t just be?
I can’t stand when you tell me to get back
If we’re all free, then why does it seem we can’t just be?

Skeme – Red Coupe (feat. London Jae)

[Hook: London Jae]
Red coupe, chanel boots (ooh)
Lil mama you fine, I had to tell you (ooh)
Girl I’m a hustler, I might just sell you (ooh)
Not here on a deal, I’m tryna nail you (ayy)
Stunt hard and you know it
I’m on them bars and you know it
I got ’em cars and you know it
In my garage and you know it
Red coupe, chanel boots (ooh)
Lil mama you fine, I had to tell you (ayy)

[Verse 1: Skeme]
There right here just me and London
I might take your hoe out to the London
Might just jump in that pussy no bungee
I not a last nigga who will get no money
Real blood like a vampire
I want nothin blue but them hunnids
And I need at least like a rack of those
I don’t know what the rap niggas actin’ fo’
Baby don’t fuck with nothin’ else but them real niggas
She allergic to fake shit
I give that dick to her back to back to back to back
I don’t need the brake shit
See i give the rollie a facelift
VVs flooding on the face bitch
Pull up in foreigns and just murk in the parking lots
And then i go beat the case bitch
Red Coupe with chanel boots
That’s type of girl i can call boo
She the type that you saw as ready for you
Everytime you tell her fall through
You don’t be giving me problems and nothin baby
That’s why I skip all the talking and get to the fucking baby

[Hook]
Red coupe, chanel boots (ooh)
Lil mama you fine, I had to tell you (ooh)
Girl I’m a hustler, I might just sell you (ooh)
Not here on a deal, I’m tryna nail you (ayy)
Stunt hard and you know it
I’m on them bars and you know it
I got ’em cars and you know it
In my garage and you know it
Red coupe, chanel boots (ooh)
Lil mama you fine, I had to tell you (ayy)

[Verse 2: Skeme]
Lil mama you know that you fly
You know that you fire
You know that you flyin
Girl let’s put tac on my wrist
Gotta tell that don’t you waste time
With the mimes
Baby you know that you fly
You know that you fire
You know that you flyin
And if you fuckin those broke niggas
I think there to stop for a change yeah
Benzie i m switchin my lane yeah
Rari i m switchin my lane yeah
Lambo i m switchin my lane yeah
Pour up and sip for pain ,yeah
Pour up just for pain ,yeah
Pint me a perk for the pain ,yeah
Sip on that remi(?) pour me molly
To come to and get you the thang yeah
(Hoooooh shit)
Don’t play with this plan
Because girl that’s a violation
Ain’t no time like the present baby
So what’s use of all that time wasting
VVS’s only shine crazy
I mean VVS’s only shine brazy
And I get that dick to her on that drank
And pour another line baby

[Hook]
Red coupe, chanel boots (ooh)
Lil mama you fine, I had to tell you (ooh)
Girl I’m a hustler, I might just sell you (ooh)
Not here on a deal, I’m tryna nail you (ayy)
Stunt hard and you know it
I’m on them bars and you know it
I got ’em cars and you know it
In my garage and you know it
Red coupe, chanel boots (ooh)
Lil mama you fine, I had to tell you (ayy)

[Outro: Skeme]
I just to had tell you something baby
Listen, stop playing around with all that bullshit baby
Because if you do that you slippin soon you know what I am saying
You need to turn around to see what you trying down baby
Because it’s real shit going all around this motherfucker
You didn’t knew now you do
TM88 you a fool for this shit nigga
S/o to my nigga Weezy going crazy brazy crazy
West side Inglez, I love this shit

Sylvan Esso – Radio

Gimme a new single Make me a new baby
Gonna eat all the candy while you straddle and lay me
Gonna to know all the words before you come on top
And I sing them back at you while you try to nap
While the world rides on, we’re so happy to be listening to our radio
Our savior, oh
While the world melts on down we’re so happy to be listening to our radio, now break it on down slow
Slave to the radio, slave to the radio, slave to the radio
Three point three oh
Slave to the radio, slave to the radio, slave to the radio
Three point three oh
Now don’t you look good sucking american dick
You’re so surprised they like you
You’re so cute and so quick
Singin’ I’ve got the moves of a TV queen
Folk girl hero in a magazine
Faking the truth in a new pop song
Don’t you wanna sing along
Slave to the radio, slave to the radio, slave to the radio
Three point three oh
Slave to the radio, slave to the radio, slave to the radio
Three point three oh
Highway blues and gasoline fumes, it’s all I seem to make while I’m playin’ my tunes
I know the rules I ask for it too
But I just keep on yelling, keep on running, never stopping
Do you got the moves to make it stick yeah to get the clicks yeah
Technicolor our every move
Can you keep them coming like a machine yeah
The old Blue Jean, yeah
What can we do to get you on the news?
Slave to the radio, slave to the radio, slave to the radio
Three point three oh
Slave to the radio, slave to the radio, slave to the radio
Three point three oh
Slave to the radio, wait till they forget you though, slave to the radio
Three point three oh
Slave to the radio, slave to the radio, slave to the radio
Three point three oh

TLC – Way Back (Lyric Video)

[Verse: T-Boz]
It’s been a long, long time comin’
Ain’t seen you around
Time keeps on passin’
But you still my bitch
Can’t tell us nothin’
And it’s nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
We go way back

[Verse: Snoop]
Twistin’ up a twenty sack
Fishin’, listen, reminiscin’ bout the days of way back
Aye, where the ladies at?
I need a fine one, top designer
Baby can you help me find one?
A real one, not a phony, I wanna homie
Never leave me lonely, be my tenderoni
One hour photo together, take a few flicks together, that’ll last forever
Whether, we do, you do? me too
See through it all, now creep with the Dogg
Don’t let the rain drops stop ya, I got ya
This is so evolutionary proper
Now what the future holds, no one knows
But the past is a blast, game overload
It’s like Good Times, my favorite episodes
I’m just the same OG, givin’ y’all a little TLC

[Verse: T-Boz]
I’d like to think, when we were growin’ (growin’)
And shit got tough, we kept it goin’ (goin’)
Out in the streets, no signs of slowin’ (yeah)
It’s still nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me

[Bridge]
We go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back (yeah)
Cause we go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back
We go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me

Minzy – 니나노 (feat. Flowsik)

어머나, 나 참 원
처음 듣는 멜로디
Turn up the lights
시선은 내 차지
요란한 my drum
새로운 fantasy
누가 어쩌던
나는 handle it
Show me show me what you got
오늘 밤 가식은 없지
Come on come on 바로 너
리듬에 맞춰서 step을
흥이 나면 네버 엔딩
감각적인 내 feeling
소스라치게 놀라긴
이게 난데

꿈에 그린 파라다이스
멈출 수 없는 춤을 춰
구름 위로 파라다이스
두 손을 올리고 let’s dance
너와 나의 파라다이스
닿을 수 없는 곳까지
하늘 위로 파라다이스
두 손을 올리고 let’s dance

니나노 니나노
니나노 니나노
니나노 니나노

뭘 원하던
기대이상이지
Won’t you burn it up
아직도 멀었니
모두 내겐 yes
전부 끝내주지
아무도 못 할 걸
따라올 수 없지

Show me show me what you got
오늘 밤 가식은 없지
Come on come on 바로 너
리듬에 맞춰서 step을
신이 나면 네버 엔딩
창의적인 내 feeling
소스라치게 놀라긴
이게 난데

꿈에 그린 파라다이스
멈출 수 없는 춤을 춰
구름 위로 파라다이스
두 손을 올리고 let’s dance
너와 나의 파라다이스
닿을 수 없는 곳까지
하늘 위로 파라다이스
두 손을 올리고 let’s dance

니나노 니나노
니나노 니나노
니나노 니나노

Yo fresh out the 이발소
깔끔한 치아 터져가는 지갑 속
내 힙합 flow 위인들의 집합소
톡 씹는 이유 지나치게
바뻐 가만히 있어
시작 내가 들어오면 누워있던
놈들의 자세는 직각으로 인사
I got it from my 아버지가 그러셨지
제시간에 도착했다는
자체부터가 인마 지각 지각
몸으로 니나노 니나노 yah
입술로 Figaro Figaro yah
민지 not MC 하지만 난 진지
게임오버 밥 먹자 GG bae

꿈에 그린 파라다이스
멈출 수 없는 춤을 춰
구름 위로 파라다이스
두 손을 올리고 let’s dance
너와 나의 파라다이스
닿을 수 없는 곳까지
하늘 위로 파라다이스
두 손을 올리고 let’s dance

Sarah Close – Perfect After All

You have never been much of a follower
You have drawn and crossed the line
You mirrored me to give a little
Then you moved on with life

And left with me are wisps of you
A scent in the air
It catches me on weekdays mostly
And holds me there

For a moment we are back to when
You were here as mine
When we would let our hearts dictate when we ran out of time

The pictures of you are fading
It’s harder to recall
I’ve painted a new one lately
We’re standing ten feet tall
Memories and dreams
Far away it seems like we never put a foot wrong
I’m starting to think that just maybe it was perfect after all
Maybe we were perfect after all

Lorde – Homemade Dynamite (At Coachella 2017) (Live)

[Verse 1]
A couple rebel top gun pilots
Flying with nowhere to be
Don’t know you super well
But I think that you might be the same as me
Behave abnormally

[Pre-Chorus]
Let’s let things come out of the woodwork
I’ll give you my best side, tell you all my best lies
Yeah, awesome right?
So let’s let things come out of the woodwork
I’ll give you my best side, tell you all my best lines
Seeing me rolling, showing someone else love
Dancing with our shoes off
Know I think you’re awesome, right?

[Chorus]
Our rules, our dreams, we’re blind
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite

[Verse 2]
Might get your friend to drive, but he can hardly see
We’ll end up painted on the road
Red and chrome
All the broken glass sparkling
I guess we’re partying

[Pre-Chorus]
So let’s let things come out of the woodwork
I’ll give you my best side, tell you all my best lies
Seeing me rolling, showing someone else love
Hands under your t-shirt
Know I think you’re awesome, right?

[Chorus]
Our rules, our dreams, we’re blind
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Now you know it’s really gonna blow

Our rules, our dreams, we’re blind
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite

[Outro]
Our rules, our dreams, we’re blind
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite

Kiiara – Whippin (feat. Felix Snow)

Whippin. (x6)

Don’t hit me past one ’cause I might come
Poppin’ on your voicemail goin’ dumb
If it’s past two, I can’t look at you (f*ck it)
But I will ’cause you’re too true
Too real for the waters, how you make me puke
No-no-no-no, hey, I still f*ck with you
It’s good luck, when I’m like, “Oh, what’s up with you?”
Wrist, wrist, wrist, whippin’ in the car with you.

Whippin’ in the car with you, you, you. (x10)

Phone lit, past three, see you say what’s up
F*ckboy, thought I told you not to hit me up
I got a problem and it sucks, boy
Versuri-lyrics.info
O.T., I’m in love with the f*ckboys
I’m just bein’ real, can I keep it real?
Way too many feels, way too many feels
Chanel bag, cop it, I don’t f*ckin’ want it
I don’t need that bullsh*t in your wallet.

Whippiiin’ in the car with you, you, you. (x10)

Whippiiin’ in the car with you, you, you
You, you, you, youuu.

Jacquees – B.E.D.

I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
Ay, what it is what you wanna know?
I done ripped about a hundred shows
You’ll be coming back to me
Ay, you’ll be coming back to me
Always worried ’bout them other hoes
And you’ll be on me when the money flows
And they be looking out for Quees
And they be looking out for Quees
Bitch bad, no Kanye
When we do it, do it our way
2015 Wanya
I don’t give no damn ’bout what ya mom say
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit
Twenty one with no kids
‘Bout to rain on a bitch (what)
I’ma rain on a bitch
I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
Baby girl, she the action
Don’t know why you actin
She on ready-set-go, she will never let go
Need it all, fuck a fraction
Know she think I’m Michael Jackson
Billie Jean, moon walk
I need the front and the back end
She in love with the fashion
But she in love with the flashin’
Bitch, this ain’t ya money
Bitch, I spend it on you ‘cause you know I have it
With my woes in the six
Ex hoes, yeah, they sick
I’ma rain on a bitch
Let me rain on a bitch
I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit
Twenty one with no kids
I’ma rain on a bitch
‘Bout to rain on a bitch
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit
Twenty one with no kids
I’ma rain on a bitch
‘Bout to rain on a bitch
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit
Twenty one with no kids
I’ma rain on a bitch
‘Bout to rain on a bitch
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit
Twenty one with no kids
I’ma rain on a bitch
‘Bout to rain on a bitch

Rick Ross – She On My Dick (feat. Gucci Mane) (Uncensored)

[Intro: Rick Ross]
Who at the door?
Put the money up
I’ma be done kilt one of these niggas ’round here man
Who dat is?
Uhhhhh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I had to wet the donkey, get some pillow seats
Parkin’ bean projects where the killers be
Can’t be talkin’ out loud or niggas gettin’ shot
Homicide, died in the line of hip hop
All my niggas out the scott snagged the quick slop
Swear to god I’ma die for this wristwatch
Growing up at risco they called us piss poor
Realest nigga in the city, let a bitch know
Red bottoms all white just to shoot dice
Rick Brown leave ya, do it like I’m Big Mike
Jabar home, going on his fifth Rolls Royce
I drop the top and let him wave at the dope boys
Fake golds, niggas front with these dracos
Walk up on ’em with the forty and the case closed
Double M the label with the most pesos
I bought a condo and that bitch got eight floors

[Hook: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick
Richest nigga in the city so she on my dick
It make sense, she on my dick
Making moves in the city so she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
I’m making moves, she on my dick

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I get a rush when I see these bitches watching me
It’s like a high when I see these bitches jocking me
She on my dick like she heard what I’m ordering
Drop top Mulsanne, it’s just one of these
She on my dick like she seen some’ she shouldn’t’ve seen
Two hundred thou’, one hundred’s crammed in my Givenchy jeans
And she just wanna make a scene, tryna join the team
And I just wanna paint her face like it’s Maybelline
Bill Belichick, I just got another ring
Bust another check and I just bought a new machine
And like the Chargers I’m about to move the team
You bought a Charger, well Gucci bought a Lamborghin’

[Hook: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
Richest nigga in the city, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She see my moves, she on my dick
The richest nigga, yeah she on my dick

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Baby girl do your thing in your Vera Wang
Ever dealt with a nigga still dealing cocaine
Never made it to the game before it’s halftime
Ten stacks for the seats or you can have mine
Never seated by a snitch, they give me bad vibes
Pop a bottle every time you niggas flatline
Lot of bitches but I focus on my fab five
Made her count a half a ticket on the cab ride
Bitch ass nappy girl, you need that rich shit
It take real heart to wanna be a rich bitch
She was the youngest and her mama had six kids
Called her a dummy but she turned into a rich bitch
Run with a nigga with some money out in Memphis
She was posting pictures of the gifts that he would gift her
But the pussy goes to the richest nigga
And guess what? Rozay is that nigga!

[Hook: Rick Ross]
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
Richest nigga in the city, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She on my dick, she on my dick
She see my moves, she on my dick
The richest nigga, yeah she on my dick

Hopsin – Bus That

[Intro]
I’m on the road right now
Back of the tour bus, chillin’ (Kato on the track bih)
Just wanted to drop some shit
You know

[Verse 1]
Okay, a wise man told me
That niggas that you beef with will probably be your best pals
(Is that right?) Got my ear to the streets
And I notice everybody dropping shit, I feel left out
(Is that right?) If you in it for the cheese
This is real trap music, yeah, you go be a dead mouse
(Is that right?) You on a oneway street
Either collab or turn it around, that’d be your best route
Listen, y’all need to stop with the dissing
No one pays attention, so quit with the chitchat
Listen, y’all niggas steadily fishing
You riding me hard and my girl want my dick back
Listen, these niggas play like it’s cool
And then run their mouth soon as I’m leaving, why is that?
Listen, I’ve been touring off an album
I ain’t even dropped, you prolly think I rigged that (Nice)
I’m the plate, nigga, you just the dish rack
The whole Ill Mind series, I done did that
Niggas double taking, getting whiplash
How you tryna school me when I skip class
Confrontation with you is just quick cash
What the fuck you gon’ do when your shit crash?
I got the juice, don’t get caught in the splish splash
We don’t fit in together, we mismatched
I am the misfit that nobody likes
I am colder than ice, I will hold up your life
You bigging you up, you were so overhyped
You were no good with mics, you’ll be gone overnight
I saw my window and I dove on it right
Plus the flow is precise, I’m just rolling the dice
You claim that you got the shit on lock
Thinking you safe, but homie, I done broken it twice
Alright

[Chorus]
All around the fucking planet
Niggas on my shit, dog
West side, east side, north side, south side
Bitches on my dick, dog
Snatch yo’ freak, I’m that nigga
Cash on fleek, I’m that nigga
Past O.D., I’m that nigga
As for me, I’m that nigga
All around the fucking planet
Niggas on my shit, dog
West side, east side, north side, south side
Bitches on my dick, dog
Snatch yo’ freak, I’m that nigga
Cash on fleek, I’m that nigga
Past O.D., I’m that nigga
As for me, I’m that nigga

[Verse 2]
Look, got a brand new chick
She a law student working real hard out in Cape Town
(Cape Town, Cape Town) I became ill
When I hit the beat raw, it was ass up, facedown
(Facedown, facedown) Homie, you ain’t shit
You tryna shine, I’ma turn your sunlight into a gray cloud
(Rain, rain) Had to hit you with a new flow
Saying that I sound like Slim Shady during 8 Mile
You signed your life away to record labels
While I’m signing big ol’ voluptuous titties
I run through the city, the ladies are comfortable with me
They’re wet and I want to go swimming
A wonderful feeling (Woo)
I strike that pussy like a thunderbolt hitting (Woo, woo)
Ladies say "Oh my god, papi
It’s all in my hair now, your cum is so sticky" (Yikes)
Am I a sellout or prodigy?
Word on the street is the question is suss
(Suss) Niggas threw dirt on my name
It’s ironic that they just got left in the dust
(The dust) You got your head in the clouds?
I am convinced that your head is just stuck
Hmm, don’t make me go through my files
And pull all of your dirty evidence up
(Oh no) Niggas it’s been on, my pen strong
If one shot fires I’m Kim Jeong, so bitch, run
I sent bombs like ISIS from Islam
You drenched on with a light mist of piss, son
Who you know could get it like this? There is none
Rip your limbs, gone from a sick collision
See my nuts hang low, you can’t miss the big ones
I’m coming, nigga, here, tell your chick to sip some

[Chorus]
All around the fucking planet
Niggas on my shit, dog
West side, east side, north side, south side
Bitches on my dick, dog
Snatch yo’ freak, I’m that nigga
Cash on fleek, I’m that nigga
Past O.D., I’m that nigga
As for me, I’m that nigga
All around the fucking planet
Niggas on my shit, dog
West side, east side, north side, south side
Bitches on my dick, dog
Snatch yo’ freak, I’m that nigga
Cash on fleek, I’m that nigga
Past O.D., I’m that nigga
As for me, I’m that nigga

Dua Lipa – Genesis (Acoustic)

[Verse 1]
In the beginning
God created Heaven and Earth
For what it’s worth, I think that he might’ve created you first
Just my opinion
Your body is the one paradise that I wanna fly to
Every day and every night

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been sick and tired of running
Chasing all of the flashing lights
These late nights don’t mean nothing
So I just wanna apologize
I’m sorry, so sorry
I’m sorry, yeah

[Chorus]
I need your love
And I’m dying for the rush
‘Cause my heart ain’t got enough
I need your touch
This is getting serious
Tell me that it’s not the end of us
How can we go back to the beginning?
How can we go back to the beginning?
Without you, I’ve got no air to breathe in
How can we go back to the beginning?

[Verse 2]
Don’t matter what’s written
We can start all over again, all over again
Oh, how can I get you all over my skin?
My deep intuition tells me that I’m doing you wrong
If I don’t come home
Just say you forgive me and don’t let me go

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been sick and tired of running
Chasing all of the flashing lights
These late nights don’t mean nothing
So I just wanna apologize
I’m sorry, so sorry
I’m sorry, yeah

[Chorus]
I need your love
And I’m dying for the rush
‘Cause my heart ain’t got enough
I need your touch
This is getting serious
Tell me that it’s not the end of us
How can we go back to the beginning?
How can we go back to the beginning?
Without you, I’ve got no air to breathe in
How can we go back to the beginning?

[Bridge]
You know, I roar like a lion
For you, you know I’ll keep trying ’til the sun stops rising

[Chorus]
I need your love
And I’m dying for the rush
‘Cause my heart ain’t got enough
I need your touch
This is getting serious
Tell me that it’s not the end of us
How can we go back to the beginning?
How can we go back to the beginning?
Without you, I’ve got no air to breathe in
How can we go back to the beginning?

Breakbot – Mystery

[Instrumental]

[Pre-Chorus]
Looking for the mystery of love
With you
Everyday
Walking on the clouds above
In the sky
Far away
Sailing through the sea of love
With you
Everyday
Digging diamonds in the grove
In this land
Far away

Looking for the mystery of love
With you
Every day
Walking on the clouds above
In the sky
Far away
Sailing through the sea of love
With you
Every day
Digging diamonds in the grove
In this land
Far away

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
Come with me
Share the mystery
This was meant to be
It’s up to you and me

Come with me
Share the mystery
Love can set us free
Close your eyes and you will see

Come with me
Share the mystery
This was meant to be
It’s up to you and me

Come with me
Share the mystery
Love can set us free
Close your eyes and you will see

Bleachers – Hate That You Know Me

[Verse 1: Jack Antonoff]
I’ve been talking to strangers
Acting like I’m a stranger
Look like I’ve been up all night
And you know what? I hate it

I put my things into boxes
Carry all of my old lies
Rubber band in my past time
And you know what? I hate it

[Pre-Chorus: Jack Antonoff]
Oo-oo-ooh
Long way down
You’re such a heart attack
But it feels like oo-oo-ooh
Pressure points
They pressure you right back
Come on, think about it

[Chorus: Jack Antonoff & Carly Rae Jepsen]
Sometimes I hate that you know me so well (so well)
Sometimes I, I hate that you know me so well
Some days I, I wish that I wasn’t myself
No luck!
And I hate that you know me so well

[Verse 2: Jack Antonoff]
Washed the fear from my hands off
Caught mistakes in the sidewalk
Act like I’ve been up all night
And you know what? I hate it

So I keep talking about eighteen
‘Cause I can’t let go of the same dream
Rubber band in my past time
And you know what? I hate it!

[Pre-Chorus: Jack Antonoff]
Oo-oo-ooh
Long way down
You’re such a heart attack
But it feels like oo-oo-ooh
Pressure points
They pressure you right back
Come on, think about it

[Chorus: Jack Antonoff & Carly Rae Jepsen]
Sometimes I hate that you know me so well (so well)
Sometimes I, I hate that you know me so well (and I hate ya)
Some days I, I wish that I wasn’t myself (No)
No luck! (No)
And I hate that you know me so well
Sometimes (Sometimes) I hate that you know me so well (I hate that you know me)
Sometimes (Sometimes) I hate that you know me so well
Some days I, I wish that I wasn’t myself (myself)
No luck! (No!)
And I hate that you know me so well

[Bridge: Carly Rae Jepsen]
And I hate that you know me so well (yeah)
And I hate that you know me so well

[Chorus: Jack Antonoff & Carly Rae Jepsen]
Sometimes I hate that you know me so well (so well)
Sometimes I, I hate that you know me so well (and I hate ya)
Some days I, I wish that I wasn’t myself (No)
No luck! (No)
And I hate that you know me so well
Sometimes (Sometimes) I hate that you know me so well (I hate that you know me)
Sometimes (Sometimes) I hate that you know me so well
Some days I, I wish that I wasn’t myself (myself)
No luck!
And I hate that you know me so well

wifisfuneral – 2 Step

[Verse 1]
It’s the brown demon relax
Off 3 xanax
Had to relax
And I’m turned up with my nina
[?] and my body bleeding
Diamonds dancing on my wrist like a stripper
Bitch money’s gleamin
Compressive [?] xans on my life
That shit was no reason (ay)
Fuck up out my way
I feel posessed and in a maze
If I’m dancing with the devil
Hold me tight and then we stray
Black play running through my fucking veins
And these niggas sleepin’ on me
[?] young nigga pay
I ain’t with that bitch and listen
I fuck up the pot
Betty Crocker in the kitchen
And if this gets disrespectful Rich Life
Comin’ through the building
I’mma swing up on that pussy
Boy I’m eight round with that ridged
Money long just like Rapunzel
Watch him grip a fucking
Future Trunk up in that bitch
I’m cutting shit like it’s Freeza
Hold up, fuck nigga, test it
He ain’t makin’ it to the next sequel
Hold up, fuck nigga, test it
He ain’t makin’ it to the next sequel
Future trunks in that bitch boy
I’m cutting shit like it’s

[Hook]
Bounce with that check to step it with my best (ay)
Bounce with that check to step it with my best (ay)
Bounce with that check to step it with my best (ay)
Bounce with that, bounce with that, we get pounce with that (ay, ay)
Bounce with that check to step it with my best (ay)
Bounce with that check to step it with my best (ay)
Bounce with that check to step it with my best (ay)
Two step it with my (ay, ay)

[Verse 2]
She want that, I don’t think she told me that (ay)
Can’t control me now
I’m in that same position, never left (ay)
Can’t control me now
She want that, I don’t think she told me that (ay)
Can’t control me now (ay)
Can’t control me now (damn, ay)
Can’t control me now
She want that, I don’t think she told me that (ay)
Can’t control me now
I’m in that same position, never left (ay)
Can’t control me now
She want that, I don’t think she told me that (ay)
Can’t control me now
I’m in that same position, never left (ay)

Nyck Caution – Look At Me (Remix)

[Intro]
Playing some ball with my friends
Fucked up my pinky again
Doctor popped it back in place
I got a cast on my hand

[Verse 1]
Say a lot you talk a lot
We heard a lot you not certified
You don’t work a lot
You not down to ride
I heard your catalog that shit trash
Speed through the lane Westbrook on the glass
Throw a left hook at your mask
All of y’all fake got another face for a pass
Just to ride in that wave till that wave gonna crash
Bitch I’m a pro with the film
Changing the flow up again
They cannot box us no more
Square up I’m throwing a jab
My girl was tripping about gram
So I took trip to Japan
Changing my life through the internet
I got the world in my hands
Shouts out I need a masseuse
"Nyck at Knight" dropping in June
People that fronted on us
Hear the new shit and they acting confused
Hear the bullshit and I got in my bag
Spazzing out they say I got to relax
AABA describes where America at
Who knows if we’ll get America back
Damn there go my life again
Just another casualty of righteousness
I been ghost but the poltergeist
Is back, things are getting frightening
Snap like I popped another Vicodin
I face L’s like I ain’t like to win
When I cyph’ take time to decipher it
Y’all already know what kind of life I live

[Bridge]
Shout out X, shout out, yeah yeah
I got to spazz out one time
Beast Coast team back on top baby
Throat fucked that little bitch got her throat fucked

[Verse 2]
Switching up the sound and the flow
Killing it all around when we go
Hold it down for the pros
Already rounding the globe
Legendary beginning the story being told
Can you walk that path?
I don’t think so, you don’t walk that fast
Break a stack then you blow all that cash
Pop another Xan, smoke all that gas
Life of the young, dumb and unaware
They caught sipping when they unprepared
Act raw cause someone wasn’t there
To show them how to eat
So they learn from the streets
Nice little kid switched, turned to a beast
This is the reflection of me
Nobody had a lesson to teach
So I learned from myself
I don’t want no rest
Till I’m resting in peace

[Outro]
Get it right, Nyck at Knight
Coming soon
Get it right, Nyck at Knight
Good things come in two’s
Get it right, Nyck at Knight
Got shit to prove
Get it right, Nyck at Knight
See y’all in June

Flatbush Zombies – Still Palm Trees (feat. Snoop Dogg) (G-Mix)

[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
This is the G-Mix
Flatbush Zombies, Big Snoop Dogg
Palm Trees

[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]
Yeah still I palm trees in the calm breeze
Pardon me, Dogg, Meech
Only get my D if she sing R&B
My lyrics send shivers, no way you can feel this
Got quadriplegics tappin’ they feet, snappin’ they fingers
My team gets higher than the voice of Weeknd
My chronic louder than what preachers and deacons be speaking (hallelujah)
Infinity stoned
My neck and teeth lit, glow like a beacon
I’m rollin’ reefer
She frontally thick, you know I’m chiefin’
Picture Meech not rollin’ up
That’s like Magic Johnson donatin’ blood
Picture Meech not rollin’ up
That’s like Magic Johnson donatin’ blood
She loves them rappers but only niggas like me
I love them bitches
I only eat that pussy if she’s spiritual (yum yum)
Something in your blouse got me feelin’ so aroused
Hittin’ blunts til I’m knocking out
Wet Meowth for that cotton mouth

[Hook: Meechy Darko & Snoop Dogg]
So much grams, y’all blew my high the first time so I had to do it again
But still palm trees
So when you throw shade, nigga never harm me
It be Zombie Gang and the D-O-double G

[Verse 2: Zombie Juice]
Every day, me and Mary Jane
If you ain’t talking terps well homie what you say
I be swimmin’ in the clouds, so high I can’t come down
With D-O-double G, A-R-C, and Meechie
Yeah so much grams, vacuum sealer in the hotel
So much ass I had to hit it in the hotel
Till 6 in the morning like that R. Kelly song
Probably fucked your baby momma green with my ice on
See I’m on some new shit
They stole my swag, they can have it
But I’m on some magic shit
Jordan at the garden lit
Brooklyn made me this, Bronx Tale, I’m on some sunny shit
Flatbush screaming till I die, still they hate on the messiah
Medicate I’m on some other shit, my weed is just too fire
Flossin’ just because I wanna, I can see that you despise
So I’m grindin’ everyday tryna be the top five
And it’s still palm trees everybody, let’s get high

[Hook: Meechy Darko & Snoop Dogg]
So much grams, y’all blew my high the first time so I had to do it again
But still palm trees
So when you throw shade, nigga never harm me
It means Zombie Gang and the D-O-double G

[Verse 3: Erick Arc Elliot]
They still hating the genius
Zombies been taking over
This time we recruit the g-est
I’m known to smoke one up until we approach the zenith
If it’s OG I steam it
Only promote the cleanest and the passenger too
Then I pass it to Snoop
Wrap away is too is to match it and
If you master this rule, lighters next time we in the cypher
I’ll pass it to you
Passions for that in school
Smoking good like 222
Don’t we say they shoot at you
Shout at my niggas, who [?] in the view
I’m certified with the smoke, inhaling the dope fumes
Smellin’ pack
Got offended like a groupie though
Listen to me, this that killer that’ll make you lose it though
[?]
Baby baby don’t cry
Ain’t no place we can’t smoke [?]
This is the G-Mix baby
Cali NY
Baby baby don’t cry
Ain’t no place we can’t smoke it, right Snoop
Worldwide

[Hook: Meechy Darko & Snoop Dogg]
So much grams, y’all blew my high the first time so I had to do it again
But still palm trees
So when you throw shade, nigga never harm me
It be Zombie Gang and the D-O-double G

[Outro: Snoop Dogg]
Recognize game when it’s in your face
One thing about me and these trees
We have an unbreakable bond
We’re connected from the roots to the seeds, to the leaves, to the trees
Feel me, please
We plan to disperse to the earth
What is it worth
Whether you’re last, whether you’re first
From the date of your birth
We smoke trees cause trees was delivered from the earth
Dig that
See a lot of y’all don’t know
So said Snoop Dogg
Flatbush Zombies
Blaze one for the nation

Dizzy Wright – Wanna Remind You

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Yo, proceed to reminisce
Think about my early goes
This journey’s been legit
Look at how I touched these souls
Look at how I always handle myself
This don’t come lucky, no
Sensitive about my shit
Soul food for the country folks
I was in this funky boat
They like "God dammit, he happy"
Spreading that world peace while they throwing their monkey wrenches at me
No love lost, no monthly distractions we come cross
Wasn’t waiting for nothing to jump off
But I took that leap though
We come from zero, nothing, [?], nada so God is my hero
The black sheep of my family but even family can have the biggest egos
Watch out youngsters, I see you
From Flint to Vega on my P’s & Q’s as I keep meeting peaceful
Yeah I’m blessed and peaceful
Be humble, K. Dot style
You wait too long and next thing you know life starts weighs you down
I believe that praying counts
So count your blessings podna
My voice symbolic
Ask my rasta, I’ve always be silent
‘fore I’m forgotten, I just…

[Hook]
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something, something podna
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something
You ain’t the only one, you ain’t
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something
Better yet when your lifestyle change
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something, something podna

[Verse 2]
Let me make this crystal clear
I’m coming strictly fitted
Like fuck them dress codes, they could miss me with it
I do my thing and them ladies fall down for them hippy spirits
I hop on stage and do my 60 minutes, pushing that independence
Good weed is all I need
That [?] shit gon’ get y’all where y’all need to be
I see exactly where I fucked around with make believe
Never take it hard, I just find different ways to take the lead
Doing bad business is a sunken place for me
Never hypnotized unless it’s life after death and that’s a Biggie album
One time for all of the greats
Sometimes I can’t imagine how y’all lived without the space
And I’m not talking about the bigger houses
Sometimes it scares me that the bigger you get, you locked away
But I got a lot to say so they gon’ always have a Dizzy album
They gon’ remember that I was a man of my word
It’s not what you gained or you earned
It’s about what you came and you learned
Telling the little homies like…

[Hook]
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something, something podna
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something
You ain’t the only one, you ain’t
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something
Better yet when your lifestyle change
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something, something podna

[Verse 3]
Yo, I hope you see me God
You taught me that holding the throne won’t be no easy job
They throwing their sticks and stones but still I remain so peacefully calm
Living in these creepy times
They sleepy, I get noisy
No nigga, you can’t avoid me
I’ll be there shortly
Flying under the raider, right around the corner
From another brother’s story, wishing you glory
I see y’all shining though
Like diamonds on these new age rappers that’s been trying to flow
Y’all like my little brothers that looked up and hit the lottery
And that’s not being logical
I been connecting the dots like dominos
Gotta count it up yourself yo, or you could be held accountable
This ain’t a history lesson nah, more like victory down the road
Keep it real, never fade
Who cares as long as they can relate
It’s too many people in this world to go one way
The human race is mixed up like liquor
Thinking about it when I wake up tryna get ’em all with us
I know that me and all the homies…

[Hook]
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something, something podna
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something
You ain’t the only one, you ain’t
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something
Better yet when your lifestyle change
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something, something podna

From Kid – Freak (Favorite Storm Album)

[Verse 1]
Looking back
I remember we were kids, alone
Entangled in
These beach towers
Just kids alone

[Pre-Chorus]
Time is passing
Every second counts, yeah

[Chorus]
Remember the time I
Drove around with you
Remember the time I
Know you felt it too

[Verse 2]
Looking back
I remember we were kids, in love
Wine-stained sheets and
Full of color
Kids in love

[Pre-Chorus, Variation]
Time is passing
Every second counts, yeah
Memories flashing
Like Polaroids

[Chorus]
I remember the time I
Drove around with you
I remember the time I
Know you felt it too

Tech N9ne – Drama (feat. Krizz Kaliko) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

[Intro: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (Strange Music!)
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (New shit!)
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (Tech N9ne!)
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (Let’s go!)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Anybody can get it
When it’s coming at me, I am with it
Best keep it off of my fam
Bring it this way, then you pay, make you say "God damn!"
K-C-M-O is the place that I’m from
If you live in my city, you grippin’ a gun
And we ready for them, who like killin’ for fun?
And we get ’em before they get us and they done
I’ll be damn if a devil is taking me from
My lil’ babies, two ladies, or breakin’ thee son
Deep in necropolis they can become
All of your drama is making me (dumb)
I’m in the thick of it, cause they plottin’ on me
Not gonna be fistin’ it, cause I’m popping only
Better watch your vocals
Cops, politicians, white folks, niggas going postal
Lot of people on some scavenger shit
Now in Missouri, for a gun, I ain’t gotta have a permit
Wanna feel that chrome?
I can peel that dome
Just like me, everybody left their chill at home

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
(Drama!)
I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill
(Drama!)
I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill

[Post-hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Yeah, bring that if you got it to bring
I get it, admit it, we on the same thing
I swear that I just wanna ball
But I can end it all with a call if there’s drama
That’s on my mama nigga

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
We don’t have them blades
We go in the trunk for what I have then spray
Gonna have to grab them graves
That’s what you’re gonna get after you catch them (fades)
Everywhere you hear the gunshots
Drama be on everyone’s block
Now we be up in the gun shop
Target practice trying to make your lungs stop
Better stack up on your sunblock
Cause the light from the heat that I brung’s hot
Kill my fam, I hope that everyone rots
And your family goody goody gumdrops (yeah)
I’m in the thick of it, ’cause she lying on me
If she send them to get me, everybody dying homie
But not me, not me
Got my shooters for any intruders that I see
House alarm is red, been wanting a set
I was born to bless so nobody harms the Tech
So come one, come all, you want us to numb y’all
Making everyone fall dead up on their gun law

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
(Drama!)
I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill
(Drama!)
I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill

[Post-hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Yeah, bring that if you got it to bring
I get it, admit it, we on the same thing
I swear that I just wanna ball
But I can end it all with a call if there’s drama
That’s on my mama nigga

[Outro: Tech N9ne]
Strange Music
E-S-T 2000
2017, we still
We Still
Kill everything
Tech
N9ne

Tech N9ne – Casket Music (feat. Ces Cru & Wrekonize) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

[Intro]
Casket music
Casket music

[Verse 1: Godemis]
Yeah, uhuh
It’s killer city, anyone’ll run up
You from around here, I ain’t gotta tell you to duck
With very little unity, it’s really never enough
People in the community don’t band together enough
We all aware that it sucks, the hood resembles a pigsty
Even your baby mama tripping, kid got a twist-tie
And look at the list why
Niggas are not feeling me
Tryna live free and take zero accountability (Hold on)
Ya lie to kick it, you’re probably wicked as Hillary
And she who does not feel me is just not real to me, dick tease
The nicest on the mic, tell the bitch please
Would you be kind enough to shut the fuck up and twist trees?
I’m on a high, I might be flyer than Chris Breez’
And I would never try to strike a chick with my fist, geez
I’m wise enough to know to just let a chick leave
And use the time to find and grind the methods to getting cheese

[Hook: Wrekonize]
I got a couple buddies that’ll cross on ya border
And turn you into slaves for the new world order
Snake and bat’s flying up inside close quarters
You can’t keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
This isn’t for the radio, this single won’t be popping
This is true grit, it’s lived for you to bash to it
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music

[Verse 2: Ubiquitous]
U-B-I, bitch
Yo, I crush a rhyme and when busting my flow is customised
They plagiarise when I’m writing it, so it’s justified
And say goodnight if I ever switch into double time
They’re sleepy, dusting their eyes, they listen to lullabies
Rubbing their eye while I’m running, wish I could shut an eye
So don’t sit back and unwind, this isn’t the summer time
It’s duck and cover, if ever I pull your number time
It’s sit for dinner and serve a sucker for supper time
My state of mind is transcending the space and time
You played a side so I am taking your place in line
Day in the life of the long winded, I stay alive
Only the strong survive in this game, I made it my
Bitch when I’m winning they’re bitter, really what matters most
I learned the twist of these catacombs while I sat alone
My DNA incompatible with an average Joe
I catapult and I’m flying into the battle zone
Rep for the roster, partner pushing for proper pay
Chakras align while I’m oscillating like Doctor Strange
They cock and aim, lose nerve, but never drop a name
We are not the same, same difference is how we operate (Yeah)

[Hook: Wrekonize]
I got a couple buddies that’ll cross on ya border
And turn you into slaves for the new world order
Snake and bat’s flying up inside close quarters
You can’t keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
This isn’t for the radio, this single won’t be popping
This is true grit, it’s lived for you to bash to it
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Astonishing, I can still hear my mama sing, upon a dream
Then Obama brings some no no things from the drama king
I want a fling but with mama singing its wronger thing
So I’ma keep fondling this honor queen from the conjuring
Dude’s crazy, he’s who’s baby
Maude Sue lady through Hades fools made me lose faith
We bruise fugazis
Who played me like ukulele, too shady, who’s roots gravy
Out your noodle, you pussy punk, you’s a poodle
I push your peanut to Pluto, and then pack your parents in a Peugeot
Better yet in a Yugo, yes y’all a eulogy shoe know
After killing like Cujo
I’m catching a wave nouveau
Eh-Eh
To the rancid area this belong to
Eh-Eh
Drink away my pain and then piss it on you
Give the song new meaning, eat it up, beat it up
If it’s wrong you bringing, fuck you!
Here’s new N9na to rock to

[Hook: Wrekonize]
I got a couple buddies that’ll cross on ya border
And turn you into slaves for the new world order
Snake and bat’s flying up inside close quarters
You can’t keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
This isn’t for the radio, this single won’t be popping
This is true grit, it’s lived for you to bash to it
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music

Tech N9ne – Put Em On (feat. Darrein Safron, Tech N9Ne & Stevie Stone) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

[Hook: Darrein Safron]
I just gotta put ’em on
My city askin’ me to put ’em on
My day ones gotta put ’em on
Family I gotta put ’em
Shawty askin’ me to put her (on)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Feeling like I’m one of the best and erbody ain’t trippin’
Like an Aventador on full flats but the paint’s drippin’
To the people making it up and sayin’ that I’m done, I can’t slippin’
I’ma taint this with not a saint mission with the imagery to make you faint, Christian
I’m a killa, for my city, nigga
It ain’t only me, it’s so many grittas
Serving weak cats, makin’ ’em take a seat in they kitty litter
Keep something pretty with us
And that’s dames and dumpers
They shame to bump us
‘Cause we’re upper echelon
Yes, I’m dark, I am Megatron, go Decepticon
Whenever Tech is on
Steady reppin Misou ha
That’s right, that’s right, I can’t think of nothing better to do ha
Yes I, yes I gonna be the one say the Soo
Stretch all the way to the loo
So you careful when speaking ill of my crew ha

[Pre-hook: Darrein Safron]
We all came up from nothing
We all lookin’ for something, yeah
You want them finer things in life
Don’t act like you don’t want this

[Hook: Darrein Safron]
I Just gotta put ’em on
My city askin’ me to put ’em on
My day ones gotta put ’em on
Family I gotta put ’em
Shawty askin’ me to put her
On

[Verse 2: Stevie Stone]
Workin’? I’ve been workin’
I’ve been locked in, I been workin’
I done clocked in, and the pots in, and when we pop in we jerkin’
I got family dependin’ on me
Hatin’ niggas bring envy on me
Get the game and I get the homie
Got plenty on me
Wanna give a shoutout to my A ones
Better view from my day ones
Win or lose, there’s a bitter feud
Nigga, I’ma be the liaison
Talk now, I’m delegated
Hept outed, then elevated
Call the fam like "Hey we made it"
Buy ma the crib with a elevator like
They know, came up with like no dough
Prayed up I never changed up, I start the game up I got bank roll
Head forth, get mo’
Me and my niggas keep it lit so
Buy my mama that new Benzo
Now my ends low

[Pre-hook: Darrein Safron]
We all came up from nothing
We all lookin’ for something, yeah
You want them finer things in life
Don’t act like you don’t want this

[Hook: Darrein Safron]
Just gotta put ’em on
My city askin’ me to put ’em on
My day ones gotta put ’em on
Family I gotta put ’em
Shawty askin’ me to put her
On

[Verse 3: Darrein Safron]
Damn, where did my bros? I started broke
Ill in the mind and sicker than most
You gotta fly to see what I’m on
Baby I’m just tryin’ to get low
Uh, I got the star
Hop in the rover
Cup runneth over
I got this started
Baby you know
That’ll you’ll be on it
St. Louis on up

[Pre-hook: Darrein Safron]
We all came up from nothing
We all lookin’ for something, yeah
You want them finer things in life
Don’t act like you don’t want this

[Hook: Darrein Safron]
Just gotta put ’em on
My city askin’ me to put ’em on
My day ones gotta put ’em on
Family I gotta put ’em
Shawty askin’ me to put her
On

[Outro: Tech N9ne]
KC and St. Louis stand up