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Austin Mahone – Dirty Work

[Verse 1]
Rolling my sleeves up to here
To make you smile ear to ear
Girl I’ve been hitting that, hitting that graveyard shift
You won’t find another one built for this, dirty work, ooh, dirty work
Baby I don’t need no help
I’d do it all by myself
Girl I been putting in, putting in over time
You ain’t gotta tell me what’s on your mind, dirty work, ooh, dirty work

[Pre-Chorus]
Cause when you do what you love
You’re gonna love what you do
You know I do it with love
Each night I do it for you

[Chorus]
It’s the dirty work, somebody’s gotta do it
Dirty work, so we’re getting into it
Dirty work, go and get your body moving
You know it ain’t no nine to five, we’re going sundown to sunrise
Dirty work
Dirty work

[Verse 2]
I’m filthy down to the core
Leave all your stress at the door
You know you need to stop scrubbing with Mr. Clean
Bring it right here, come next to me, dirty work, ooh, dirty work

[Pre-Chorus]
Cause when you do what you love
You’re gonna love what you do
You know I do it with love
Each night I do it for you

[Chorus]
It’s the dirty work, somebody’s gotta do it
Dirty work, so we’re getting into it
Dirty work, go and get your body moving
You know it ain’t no nine to five, we’re going sundown to sunrise
Dirty work
Dirty work

[Bridge]
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, dirty work
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, dirty work
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

[Pre-Chorus]
Cause when you do what you love
You’re gonna love what you do
You know I do it with love
Each night I do it for you

[Chorus]
It’s the dirty work, somebody’s gotta do it
Dirty work, so we’re getting into it
Dirty work, go and get your body moving
You know it ain’t no nine to five, we’re going sundown to sunrise
Dirty work
Dirty work

Hunter Hayes – Amen

[Hunter]
Oh, I was a wreck
(I hit my knees till they were bruised…!)
I’ve given up
It felt like all that I could do
I walked the line
Until the line was just a blur
And love was out of reach, and faith was just a word

Oh, I’ve been searching, I’ve been praying
I’ve been hurt, and I’ve been patient
I’ve been lost and found again,
Waiting for my Amen!
Looking at you now I believe
Someone up there is looking out for me
And I know how my prayer ends
Baby, you’re my Amen!

Hallelujah, you’re my Amen
Hallelujah, oh, you’re my Amen

I grew up going to church in a two-street town
I’d rather reverse
It never made sense until right now
You’re kissing like the healing wind,
Holy water on my skin
The way you saved me baby it makes me feel like
I’ve been touched by heaven

Oh, I’ve been searching, I’ve been praying
I’ve been hurt, and I’ve been patient
I’ve been lost and found again,
Waiting for my Amen!
Looking at you now I believe
Someone up there is looking out for me
And I know how my prayer ends
Baby, you’re my Amen!

Hallelujah, you’re my Amen
Hallelujah, oh, you’re my Amen

You’re my heart, you’re my home,
You’re my breath, you’re my song,
Amen
You’re the sun, and my seas,
And they answer the reason,
Amen
Oh, every night when I’m laying down to sleep
I pray to Lord that you’re mine to keep
Amen,
I say Amen!
Yeah, Amen!

Oh, I’ve been searching, I’ve been praying
I’ve been hurt, and I’ve been patient
I’ve been lost and found again,
Waiting for my Amen!
Looking at you now I believe
Someone up there is looking out for me
And I know how my prayer ends
Baby, you’re my Amen!

Hallelujah, you’re my Amen
Baby, you’re my Amen!
Hallelujah, oh, you’re my Amen

(Baby, you’re my Amen…!)

Blake – 99 Peons

Aye
Turn me up
Niggas always talking and shit
Don’t even know what the fuck they talking about
Aye

Drive on automatic
I flex out of habit
Dive in that pussy and swim in it reckless
I tick when i’m laughing
Ain’t need talking pack this
I pop out the cut and really let them have it
Came through plotting on you bitches real slick
Came through creeping like this yeah
Dumb ass racks got em sick
Leave me alone, leave me alone
Stupid lil bitch
I been here over and over my wrist was sick
Like that bitch got pneumonia
I don’t speak too often
My cash do the talking and you broke as fuck
So um I beg your pardon
Damn, I’m in LA blowing cookie
My nigga don’t push me
Do not overlook me
Look at this stack, no I’m no rookie
Anything less then a 20, i’m pussy
She said she needed that dick and it fat
Came through real quick and I’m [?] i’m black
Fucking that bitch then I hit from the back
Fucking that bitch and I don’t hit her back
Down, banging bitch down with the dick
Down, bring it back with a sneak diss
Down, you was focus on the wrong shit
Ah that’s the reason why you still a broke bitch
Somebody come get these niggas away from me
Please tell these niggas to leave me alone
How did this nigga end up in my phone
I’m telling my nigga to show me your song
Went to the jeweller and I copped that water
Put that shit in my ear that shit cost me 3k
I fell in love with them diamonds went back to the
Jeweller and spent 7 racks [?]

Them cubic zirconia and these heavy vs’s
Got two iPhone 7’s and I still can’t read a message
Riding we working with a couple of weapons
[?] behind us we cool call collected
She want to lay up and be cute
I told that lil bitch I ain’t a minute to cuddle
I spent these stacks, make it back, watch it double
Just busting a nut, hate to bust your bubble

Most of these niggas some fuck niggas
Wonder why we ain’t never fuck with em
Lil hating nigga get the fuck
Got 99 Peons on my nuts
Lil hating nigga get the fuck
1000 lil haters on my nuts
They don’t want to see me power up
You a broke nigga shut the fuck
Slide on that dick like a [?]
Let me borrow that bitch, you could keep her
Rolling off the gas im a geek
Rolling off the gas im a geek
Nigga how I’m living
Popping those molly [?]
You was on Instagram chasing broke bitches
Listen
That’s why you still in your position
Really about to drop 10 racks on a pendant
If she got the water racks bitch I’m gonna spend it
I ain’t have no time for pussy in a minute
You a broke nigga we ain’t in the same sentence

Why you always got something to say
Move your broke ass out the way
Why these niggas want to hate on lil Blake
Same niggas be the ones that will fake
I put my foot on the gas
I had to get me a bag
You get that check you get mad
(Never will I …)

You must be nigga some fuck nigga
Was wondering why a nigga never fuck with em
Lil broke nigga get the fuck
1000 Peons on my nuts
On some of you niggas some fuck niggas
Wondering why we ain’t never fuck with em
Lil broke nigga get the fuck
1000 Peons on my nuts
Fuck

Wiz Khalifa – Steam Room (feat. Chevy Woods)

Brrp Brrp

[Hook: Chevy Woods]
Mr. T, gold on my body, 6 chains
Niggas tryna copy, skrt skrt, switch lanes
Bad bitch with me, she don’t know you, you a lame
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change

[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]
Pocket full of money i don’t fuck with loose change
Your bitch look like dinner she a pray food chain
Stay up out your feelings, I don’t fuck with mood swings
I can save you baby look that’s just the truth hey
I go hard cause I got homies in the chain gang
We trynna’ get rich, we ain’t trynna maintain
Buss down Audemars, the whip plain jane’
Almost broke my wrist tryna whip cocaine

[Hook: Chevy Woods]
Mr. T, gold on my body, 6 chains
Niggas trynna’ copy, skrt skrt, switch lanes
Bad bitch with me, she don’t know you, you a lame
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change

[Interlude: Wiz Khalifa]
My old shit your new shit

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Just walked in my closet and got nauseous
Brand new designer shit so please proceed with caution
See people talking ’bout they got it
But they don’t rock it how I rock it, hold on
You see these Yves Saint Laurent pieces
Chains that I got on
Rings and shit thats made for me you won’t see in the store
A whole section of shit that I don’t even wear no more
Smoking
Pull up in that new Celine joint
Open

[Hook: Chevy Woods]
Mr. T, gold on my body, 6 chains
Niggas trynna’ copy, skrt skrt, switch lanes
Bad bitch with me, she don’t know you, you a lame
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change

[Interlude]
Yeah yeah ya know what it is
We still down here at the doober station
Waiting for ya to call on up
And get your free ride and Chevy Woods poster
We love all ya
So for a limited time only
The first 50 rides come with a free Rolling Papers 2 CD and a FaceTime from your boy Wiz Khalifa
So keep calling doober and we’ll keep picking y’all up high as fuck

[Hook: Chevy Woods]
Mr. T, gold on my body, 6 chains
Niggas tryna copy, skrt-skrt, switch lanes
Bad bitch with me, she don’t know you, you a lame
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
Boy, that’s just loose change, hey
You ain’t getting money, boy, that’s just loose change

Lil Pump – Molly

[Intro]
Huh?
Ooh, Bighead on the beat
Aye, Lil Pump, Lil Pump, Lil Pump
Ronny J, bitch

[Chorus]
I got designer from my head to my toe
I’m on a Xan and my bitch on that coke
I got Givenchy all over my coat
I’m off that X and I just poured a 4
I’m off the molly, I’m off the bean
I’m off the molly, I’m off the bean
I’m off the molly, I’m off the bean
I’m off the molly, I’m off the bean

[Verse 1]
Lil Pump rich, he finna get richer
I pop a bean, and fuck on your sister
Nut on her lip, and then you’ll kiss her
Ice on my neck, it lookin’ like glitter
I got designer from head to my feet
I pop a X, so you know I be geek
Rocking Balmains and they all on my jeans
I’m off the xans and I pour me some lean
I sell your mama some crack, she a fiend
I crash the Porsche and I just left the scene
Dripping designer, Burberry my sweater
Lil Pump pull up, he changing the weather
I pop a molly, I pop a bean
I fuck your bitch ’cause she down for the team
Jump in a car and hit you with the beam
I just got got pint and I just go to sleep

[Chorus]
I got designer from my head to my toe
I’m on a Xan and my bitch on that coke
I got Givenchy all over my coat
I’m off that X and I just poured a 4
I’m off the molly, I’m off the bean
I’m off the molly, I’m off the bean
I’m off the molly, I’m off the bean
I’m off the molly, I’m off the bean
I got designer from my head to my toe
I’m on a Xan and my bitch on that coke
I got Givenchy all over my coat
I’m off that X and I just poured a 4
I’m off the molly, I’m off the bean
I’m off the molly, I’m off the bean
I’m off the molly, I’m off the bean
I’m off the molly, I’m off the bean

T.Y.E – La La Land (32 Album)

[Intro]
I don’t wanna be here anymore
Livin’ in this place is such a bore
I’ve already been here for so long
And I know this place inside out, deep in it’s core
I daydream into oblivion
And I say things, and yes I’m serious
I don’t wanna be here anymore, I wanna go, I wanna go

[Chorus]
I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land
I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land
I wanna go where it never gets cold
And when the sun touches my body
While skin turns to gold
I wanna know if this place is so
And if so, I wanna go, yeah yeah, I wanna go
I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land
I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land
I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land
I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land

[Part 1]
I’m steady dealin’ wit killers, that’s steady busting dem triggers
I wanna go to la la land behind a gram and some rillos
I got so many bitches that be on the ‘gram with no filter
But when they see me in person they sugarcoat
I’m the middle
So many creepers crawlin’ like caterpillars
Niggas be cater-pillin’ but won’t even cap with the pistol
‘Cause they get butterflies, I hope you feelin’ the riddle
Niggas clean sleepin’ on me, wake up with dirty pillows
Man I feel like Yak The Mack, I wanna go go go go go
Yeah dem dealers choppin’ bricks, karate dojo on pro
Bitches comin’ at me fast, you need to slow mo’ yo hoe
Got so many bitches here, I need a go pro on four
Just to think of what I could get
If I found a technique to teach the hood wit
They say TYE, yo’ depression is makin’ the hood sick
I wanna billion dollars but y’all just wanna be hood-rich

[Bridge]
I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land
I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land
I wanna go to la la la la la la la la land

[Part 2]
Bitch I’m from the Cliff
Choppa on my hip
Empty out the clip
Fuckin’ on yo bitch
Pour the four and sip
All my niggas drip
All my niggas sauce and dab
All my niggas pistol grip
All my niggas with the shits
Shoutout Reeves
Choppa hit ya in the lungs
Fuck around and can’t breath
Draco hit ya in the lungs
Fuck around and can’t breathe
T up Og money lew, shout out 32 gs
Them niggas use to be my homies
Till I hit rock bottom like Jabronis
Them niggas use to be my homie
Homie told me better have that thang on me
I don’t take to well to threats
Draco aimed at yo’ neck
Come at me with disrespect
I’ll be with you in just a sec
Free my cousin Corey chalk
Golds make it hard to talk
They was flexin’ when I took a loss
Now I’m flexin’ on ’em like a boss
I hang around wit lots of bloods
I’ve kicked a door with my cuz
Ain’t never fucked with a lame
Ain’t never fucked with a scrub
Ain’t never fucked with a bitch
Ain’t never fucked with a hoe
My niggas smokin’ out the zip
That oil gon’ hit the bottom when I pour
Shoutout my youngings cliff boys
They young but play with grownup toys
My lil niggas never switched
Got them older niggas paranoid
I never listen when you talk
You talkin’ all kinds of lies
That yoppa got ya scared stiff
Them pussy niggas paralyzed
I contemplated suicide
But I ain’t never been a killer
I woke up when I thought I died
And started murderin’ you niggas

Troy Ave – On My Birthday (Style 4 Free Issue 1 Album)

[Intro]
Ay who celebratin a birthday?
A one two, a one two
Countin millions
Not bad for a nigga from the mud
I’m a pretty rich thug
Word

[Hook] x2
On my birthday looking like I hit the lotto
Free money, free my dawgs out the yall know
God is great and the paper straight
If you ain’t seen a real nigga let me demonstrate

[Verse 1]
Troy Ave the wave, all these niggas shores
Biting styles, flows all across the board
Why I can’t find friends like me Lord?
Genuine love, loyal like a dog
I ain’t got a roof on a few Vs
I ain’t got no loot, spent it on a few keys
Real dealers know work worth more than cash
300K for Coke, 400 bagged
Traffic out of state for the bigger flip
In a small town buyin bigger clips
Runnin down on niggas with a fuckin 30
Make sure they feel it, ya fuckin heard me
Blowin on these (ballies?), headin out the door
Before I leave baby ask me what you tryna know
My favourite thing is dough, favourite word is "no"
Favourite colour white, it represent the blow

[Hook] x2
On my birthday lookin like I hit the lotto
Free money, free my dawgs out the yall know
God is great and the paper straight
If you ain’t seen a real nigga let me demonstrate

[Verse 2]
Dope Boy Troy a real gun clapper
Don’t ask me bout no bum rappers
I only listen to my heart and my intuition
I’m only hearin valid shit, I ain’t on no fiction
Getting women like ya boy gofer
Then I drive em crazy so I’m wearin loafers
My newest boo like to wear a lot of Fendi
She like the Grand Marnier that I mix with Henny
Legs match the ass she for real thick
Hoppin out my whip, hoppin on my dick
Ride for me baby, ride til you cum
Don’t stop when you tired, stop when I’m done
Versace sweatsuit on me it’s velour
I ain’t sweatin though, I’m finessin boy
Fuckin with some gangsta shit the long way
All about the money like my song say

[Hook] x2
On my birthday looking like I hit the lotto
Free money, free my dawgs out the yall know
God is great and the paper straight
If you ain’t seen a real nigga let me demonstrate

[Verse 3]
Big bread and the big heart in my chest
My pop gone now I’m shootin like Russell West
Guarantee I’m scorin, young nigga ballin
You’ll hear about it one of these mornings
And ain’t no real niggas mournin
Let one come see me even when I’m tourin
Ain’t the first time, I been through it often
Immersed in the shine, still issue coffins
Troy Ave…

Rory Fresco – Lottery (Teen Spirit Album)

[Hook]
Last night, we had spent bands, didn’t slow down
Last night, got a strip dance, I’m on a roll now
Last night, yeah I went up, it was so wild
Last night, yeah I went up, I’m like whoa now

Last night, I just hit the lottery, whoa now
Last night, now she all on top of me, whoa now
Last night, we just blowing dollars, keeping no count
Last night, we just throwing dollars, please slow down

Last night, spent bands
Last night, strip dance
Last night, so wild
Last night, whoa now

[Verse 1]
Why they acting like they know us?
It ain’t shit to get it cracking
I just hopped outside the casket
I’m that nigga with the fashion
I’m that nigga in the fast whip
I was broke as hell like last year
Now I got a little cash, yeah
I’m that nigga with the magic
I’m the nigga that’s gon’ throw it
Throw it all up in one night
I’m the nigga that’s gon’ blow it
‘Cause you only get one life
I’m the nigga throwing green rain
I’m baby boy like Ving Reigns
I’m the nigga throwing blue rain
And I’m kicking shit up like I’m Liu Kang

[Pre-Hook]
If you ain’t got no bread then you ain’t poppin’
Why theses niggas flexing like they got it?
Why they tryna count whats in my pockets?
Every night I’m making that deposit

[Hook]
Last night, we had spent bands, didn’t slow down
Last night, got a strip dance, I’m on a roll now
Last night, yeah I went up, it was so wild
Last night, yeah I went up, I’m like whoa now

Last night, I just hit the lottery, whoa now
Last night, now she all on top of me, whoa now
Last night, we just blowing dollars, keeping no count
Last night, we just throwing dollars, please slow down

Last night, spent bands
Last night, strip dance
Last night, so wild
Last night, whoa now

[Verse 2]
Imma spend it ’cause I’m workin’
Imma spend it ’cause I earned it
They’ve been telling me to slow down
I’m the nigga they concerned with
I’m that nigga in the current whip
Went to school but wasn’t learning shit
Now I’m getting all these dubs now
You would think I won a tournament
Nigga went and hit the lottery
Niggas wishing they was hot as me
Now they hoping that I fall off
And I see how much a dollar mean
I’m with them girlies that be popping beans
I’m think I’m Khaled how I got the keys
Niggas wishing they was stopping me
See I got my bread and now I got the team

[Pre-Hook]
If you ain’t got no bread then you ain’t poppin’
Why theses niggas flexing like they got it?
Why they tryna count whats in my pockets?
Every night I’m making that deposit

[Hook]
Last night, we had spent bands, didn’t slow down
Last night, got a strip dance, I’m on a roll now
Last night, yeah I went up, it was so wild
Last night, yeah I went up, I’m like whoa now

Last night, I just hit the lottery, whoa now
Last night, now she all on top of me, whoa now
Last night, we just blowing dollars, keeping no count
Last night, we just throwing dollars, please slow down

Last night, spent bands
Last night, strip dance
Last night, so wild
Last night, whoa now

Frankmusik – June 17Th (Ss17 EP)

[Verse]
You hold my remedy
I’ll give you the stars over the sea
Found the start to love you endlessly
You paint all the color into me

[Chorus]
You’re like no one else I’ve know
You make my love still grow
Girl, I’ll give you my last breath
In this heartbeat from my chest

[Verse]
I never thought that it would come to this
When life depended on a person’s care
I stand before you on the [?], only you make sense
Even if galaxies collide, you’ll be there by my side

[Bridge]
We should disappear forever now
We should disappear forever

Frankmusik – Shanghai (Ss17 EP)

[Verse]
Your love is something else
It’s nothing I have seen
You stole from myself
And showed me all my dreams

[Pre-Chorus]
So don’t leave me now
Don’t leave me now
‘Cause I can’t [?]

[Chorus]
Oh, show me who I am
Cause I don’t understand
When love, love’s a mystery
But you know [?]
Woah, yeah

[Verse]
I’m hanging on the line
But trust me, I can help
I’m dying for your time
I’m begging for your love
I’m needing you now
I’m needing to have you right by my side

[Chorus]
Oh, show me who I am
Cause I don’t understand
When love, love’s a mystery
But you know [?]
Woah, yeah

SKANDAU & Deo – От Юни До Август

Лято, от юни до август
не губим давност
на гребена на вълната, на вълната
Лято, от юни до август
не губим давност
с бирата в ръката, в ръката

Искаш ли масло, аре че изгоря
Побий го малко, той сам ще ти даде
Ела да те опъна много си крива
Не знам аз, аз не ползвам такива
Е, за тая ли не знам как не ме набиха
Тя е дебела ще се видим на тепиха
Ало, обаждам ти се да те мотивирам
По-добър съм от Ice Cream
Гледай как вибрирам
С таз си имахме туй и онуй
И туй в онуй, и тоя туй се оказа моя ***
Познати са ми, те са силиконови
Па дедо ти Део се чудеше ще експлодират ли
До снощи пиех текила, но вече не
Тя е красива, след малко ще отече
Но за дядка останаха за мен нейните очи
Не ги видех нямаше ги по бедрата й

Лято, от юни до август
не губим давност
на гребена на вълната, на вълната
Лято, от юни до август
не губим давност
с бирата в ръката, в ръката

Големия и малкия мерак
дебелия и тънкия баджак
Аре пак да си кажем истината на ташак
Ти си другия смисъл на думата брак
Виж го как хвали, хвали, хвали но себе си
Ще питам гларуса ще дойде ли на себе си
Дебелия ми ланец е само за украса
Fuck off рап пусни ми май нагапаса
Остави го пясъка, ела седни в мен
Да сме тяло в тяло или тен в тен
Не съм готвач, но запомни от мен това
На плажа има сладки в солена вода
Нов каталог с нови снимки и сума
От дума на дума надувай моята гума
До тук стига твоя краен апогей
Верно ли дошъл си до морето с тролей

Лято, от юни до август
не губим давност
на гребена на вълната, на вълната
Лято, от юни до август
не губим давност
с бирата в ръката, в ръката

Картофки и бира
Не спря да ме имитира
А на плажа ми е такова яко чио
И съм доволен, че три сезона съм се мъчил
Преследват я от НСО и БАН
Защото тя е кифла и си търси кроасан
А пък Криско гадината стана диско гранда
Хайде да ме вземете и мене на бригада
Цялото село е взело бело една камара
Газара на бара мастурбира на буба мара
Еми, той е фаса аз съм цигара стотарка
Бе той е паса аз съм 33 на сварката
Песента е за сезона, не за дините
Сезона е вече на Део, увисват с годините
Не ми е зле и бутилката на половина
Party animal? Не! Диско гадина

Лято, от юни до август
не губим давност
на гребена на вълната, на вълната
Лято, от юни до август
не губим давност
с бирата в ръката, в ръката

skandau – Мафия

[Интро][Лъчо и Тото]
Иска бум, бум ,бум, бум.
Говори на ум, ум, ум.
Не вдигай шум, шум, шум.
Мафия еее…!!!

[Първи Куплет] [Лъчо]
Каквото и да ми направи ще ѝ го простя.
Няма с коя да я сравня.
Без нея не започва и свършва нощта.
Трябва ми за хиляди неща.
Тя е real shit madafaka,
а ти що решил си, че точно теб чака?
Може да бъде слънцето и мрака,
и да ти отградне душата като сврака.
Щом реши ще си тръгне.И ако пожелае ще се върне.
Тя е оня кактус, който всеки иска да прегърне.

[Лъчо и Тото] [x2]
Всяка вечер с теб е сякаш на наркотици.
Винаги има други, но с теб е… наркотици.

[Припев][Лъчо и Тото] [х2]
Иска бум-бум, тя е мафия!
Говори на ум, тя е мафия!
Не вдигай шум, тя е мафия!
Мафия, мафия, мафия еее…!!!

[Втори Куплет] [Тото]
Аз съм само част от играта ѝ.
До мен остава само аромата ѝ.
А тя е последен етаж – те са партер,
че любов не разменяла на бартер.
Пие женшен, знае цяла Кама Сутра.
Тя е real gangsta, Брахмапутра.
Тя си ги купува и продава.
Дори и да не иска пак е права.
Но истината винаги около нея скита.
По-добре си я избирай сам, да нема дразги,
че златната кака под корито скрита,
а пък черната кака, чичи, кон язди.

[Лъчо и Тото][x2]
Всяка вечер с теб е сякаш на наркотици.
Винаги има други, но с теб е… наркотици.

[Припев][Лъчо и Тото] [х2]
Иска бум-бум тя е мафия!
Говори на ум тя е мафия!
Не вдигай шум тя е мафия!
Мафия, мафия, мафия еее…!!!

[Лъчо и Тото] [х2]
Иска бум, бум, бум бум.
Говори на ум, ум, ум.
Не вдигай шум, шум, шум.
Мафия еее…!!!

[Лъчо и Тото] [х2]
Иска бум-бум, тя е мафия!
Говори на ум, тя е мафия!
Не вдигай шум, тя е мафия!
Мафия, мафия, мафия еее…!!!

SKANDAU, LEO & IGRATA – Сега Сме Други

[Лео]
Дай ми да запаля и после няма гаснене
Дай ми да запаля и набързо да го фаснеме
Тя ми вика да дойда (бързо)
Вика искам на твойта (бързо)
Кажи бързо на свойта
че ще я превърна на мойта (бързо)

[Играта]
Selfmade манафи – брат
Selfie photo във Raffy – брат
Свирки с афтографи – брат
Чаршафни хореографии – брат
Живота пълен майтап
чалга, house, рап или trap
железни "ръки" за скрап
и всеки бой е handicap

[Припев]
Били сме точно там където ти не би желал
Били сме ниско на земята целите във кал
Макар и луди да бяхме в техните очи
сега сме други – какви сме вече си личи

И долу и горе – не ги порязахме
видяха сами го можем даже по-добре
И долу и горе – не се отказахме
не спряхме дори когато все каза – НЕ

[Тото]
Горещи сме като ТЕЦове
без да носиме скъпите кецове
В рапа сме спецове
отваряме умове – шперцове
Изневерявам на стила си – Tiger Woods
ти във всеки стил си куц
Имам повече разходи от GOODSLAV & БУЧ
има ли ключалка има и ключ

[Лъчо]
Лъчо – ей ме на
не питаш за други имана
Успеха ми си е моя вина
любовта ми към рапа е бащина
Вие сте пасмина – зомби
пепелянки, анаконди
Ролекси, златни пломби
накрая сме със двайсе в комби

[Припев]
Били сме точно там където ти не би желал
Били сме ниско на земята целите във кал
Макар и луди да бяхме в техните очи
сега сме други – какви сме вече си личи

[Бридж]
Няма да трая
но накрая
ще се справя
Напук

[Припев]
Били сме точно там където ти не би желал
Били сме ниско на земята целите във кал
Макар и луди да бяхме в техните очи
сега сме други – какви сме вече си личи

UpsurT – Този Танц

Не искаш по-младички, не
За кво ми е по-млада?Ше я пребия от секссс

Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.
Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.
Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.
Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.

Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.
Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.
Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.
Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.

Клати дупето, дупето, дупето клати.
Клати дупето, дупето, дупето клати.
Клати дупето, дупето, дупето клати.
Клати дупето, дупето, дупето клати.

Леле кво стана, не вечеряхме
с оная дупестата по-така се заиграхме
Иска на клубче, пъчи, пъчи дупара.
Играе бесна секретарка, тя е правена с буквара
Не заспива щом не е изяла неколко шамара
Вече спи и имам лична работа с Мара.
За закуска дроби хляб за попара
Пляс по дупето
Чао, нека да разправя с пичага за награда
за еди кво си, големи мечти
Растат като печурки, миди, мозъци.
Найш кво те чака, я пак се нагъзи.
Смееш ли, аре пак говори ми на френски
Много мацки тая вечер, а аз все още съм ергенче.
Кво дупенце вади тая, тоя бронз тенче…
Тя пък се напи и изведнъж като запече.
Кара ме пиян, от смях откачам, човече.

Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.
Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.
Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.
Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.

Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.
Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.
Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.
Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.

Пак познайте с кой **** влизам във втори куплет.
Влизам с две големи ма дебели дупета.
Влизам с бутилки студени, студени моета
Майката на майката, няколко пакета.
Nota bene, дупето ше се клати пред мене.
Nota bene и този танц няма да мине без мене.
Бързо нагоре, надолу първото дупе е голо.
Нека да бъдат големи, бързо да падат сутиени много.
Диво, талантливо ти си кино на живо.
I’m madafaking старо куче популиво.
Как не те е срам…нека ти го дам
Ам-ам, всичките ше ги изям
Алкохола побеждава, тялото ми пада.
Но края на купона никога не се дава.

Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.
Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.
Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.
Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.

Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.
Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.
Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.
Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.

Клати дупето, дупето, дупето клати.
Кво ме гледаш все едно те гонят папараци?
Млади и дъртаци, богати и бедняци.
Произведе цела дискотека баджанаци.
Черни, бели, дебелите и релефите.
Кефи те в хотели, кефи те и в кенефите.
24/7 силикона пружинира
и не спира тоя чичо, фантазира и рапира
Гримирана си много леко, oh no!
Май пак са те водили на paintball.
Идвай бързо до мене и сядай…къв е проблема
Просто губа контрол, когато мене ме нема.
Гъзи бузи, моцуни, леле каква маймуна.
Твоя пич е много готин – цункай му клюна.
Той обува калцуни, той не ходи бос.
Познавам го отдавна, не е много прост.

Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.
Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.
Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.
Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.

Клати дупето, дупето, дупето клати.
Клати дупето, дупето, дупето клати.
Клати дупето, дупето, дупето клати.
Клати дупето, дупето, дупето клати.

Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.
Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.
Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.
Гъзи бузи, боцуни, боцуни, гъзи бузи.

Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.
Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.
Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.
Големо дупе, мамо, ме гони , големо дупе.

Azis – Мотел

Леле сякаш пред църквата някой оставил бебе… Леле така ми се плаче за тебе… Леле като на малко момиченце вързали току що кърпа.. Леле мисля си ще се побъркааам..леле… Добър вечер двойна стая има ли.. ? Да избавя да отмива спомени.. колко взимате за час два или три.. заплащането става ли срещу сълзи.. срещу сълзи..?! Добър вечер бърза стая има ли?! Нали тук е мотел за бързо влюбени.! За закуска не сервирайте храна.. ще закуся със моето чувство за вина..за вина. Леле като разкъсана дреха съм, грозен, издран, разпокъсан леле така жив а ,но не се чувствам.. Леле като оплискан от ловка мокър.. безпомощен мръсен хей ле ле ле лей. Чувствам се толкова скъсан.. леле Добър вечер двойна стая има ли .. ? да избавя да отмива спомени колко взимате за час два или три заплащането става ли срещу сълзи срещу сълзи Добър вечер бърза стая има ли..?! нали тук е мотел за бързо влюбени.! за закуска не сервирайте храна.. ще закуся със моето чувство за вина.. за вина

Boris Dali – Някой богат (feat. Emiliya)

Бягаш от мен, помага ли? Спомените избягали
Където и да отидеш ти съм в главата ти
Дори да смениш държавата, дори да смениш планетата
Каквото със теб сме имали, ще ти липсва винаги
Винаги!

Трябва ти някой богат да ти купи целия свят
Закуска в Дубай, вечеря в Париж, на корици да блестиш
Трябва ти някой богат да ти купи целия свят
И обратно да си го вземе, за да видиш, че имаше всичко със мене

Забрави ли как си трябвахме, забрави ли как се радвахме
Забрави ли как ти стигаше, че ме имаше
Дори да смениш държавата, дори да смениш планетата
Каквото със теб сме имали, ще ти липсва винаги
Винаги!

Трябва ти някой богат да ти купи целия свят
Закуска в Дубай, вечеря в Париж, на корици да блестиш
Трябва ти някой богат да ти купи целия свят
И обратно да си го вземе, за да видиш, че имаше всичко със мене

Ще ти липсва винаги
Винаги

Трябва ти някой богат да ти купи целия свят
Закуска в Дубай, вечеря в Париж, на корици да блестиш
Трябва ти някой богат да ти купи целия свят
И обратно да си го вземе, за да видиш, че имаше всичко със мене

Cindy Bullens – Too Close To Home (Lyrics On Screen)

Where did you get that information?
Why did you plan this infiltration?
I just take for granted
That I come across so cool
You’re not supposed to know

[Chorus]
Ooh, you’re hitting me
Too close to home
Trying to take my heart away
Ooh, you’re hitting me
Too close to home
(I don’t even know myself)

There’s not supposed to be anybody loving me
I don’t want to know
I don’t want to hear, I don’t want to see
Oh, baby, try to understand it
You’re driving me insane; you’re never gonna win

[Chorus]
Ooh, you’re hitting me
Too close to home
Trying to take my heart away
Ooh, you’re hitting me
Too close to home
(I don’t even know myself)

Average White Band – Schoolboy Crush

Meet me in the playground at a quarter to four
Wait ’til everybody’s long gone
There must be so many things that we can explore
Maybe I can walk you home
If it starts to rain we can take some shelter
I’d like to hold your little hand
My heart is spinning like a helter-skelter
We’ll get to know each other if we can

She said hey wait a minute hold on
She said hey just a little bit hold on
When ever I try to think of what it feels like to feel it
For the first time, and was it really such a thrill
She said look, boy but don’t you touch
That ain’t much only a school boy crush

Got to keep this secret can’t take no chance
Don’t want nobody else to know
There is nothing wrong with trying to start a romance
But we should take it rather slow
If we play it cool it’ll be all right
Don’t let the teacher see us talking
But after school we will be out of sight
Everybody gonna think we just gone walkin’

She said hey wait a minute hold on
She said hey just a little bit hold on
When ever I try to think of what it feels like to feel it
For the first time, and was it really such a thrill
She said look, boy but don’t you touch
That ain’t much only a school boy crush

Average White Band – Queen Of My Soul (On Soul Train – December 11, 1975) (Live)

I’ve loved you for as long as I remember
And I know I’ll love you all of my life
I’ll try to stay with you
Oh, yes, I’ll try

‘Cause you got the power to satisfy me
But there’s always something new about you out of reach, oh

Music, sweet music
You’re the queen of my soul, oh
Music, sweet music
You’re the queen of my soul

Ah, you’re a lady, you’re my world
Come on and speak to me
Ah, you gotta help me now
To find the right key

Major to minor
Keep it in step
Let me hear, you got to teach me
Your sweet harmony, oh

Music, sweet music
You’re the queen of my soul, oh
Music, sweet music
You’re the queen of my soul

All over the world there are so many you have gifted
And they give me inspiration every day
You’re my way of life, yeah, oh

I know that we will always stay together
And I will love you strong
‘Cause you’ve got me flyin’

On the wings of a song, hey

Look on the floor now, take me higher
Give it to me one more time and let me pass it on, oh

Music, sweet music
You’re the queen of my soul, woo
Music, sweet music
You’re the queen of my soul, woo

Music (Whoa’), sweet music
You’re the queen of my soul

Woo’ooh’

Music (Music), sweet music (Sweet music)
You’re the queen of my soul
Music (Music), sweet music (Sweet music)
You’re the queen of my soul (Yeah’yeah’)

Music, sweet music (Oh’)
You’re the queen of my soul (The soul music)
Music (Yeah’hey’), sweet music
You’re the queen of my soul

Music (Yeah, yeah), sweet music (Oh’yeah’yeah’)
You’re the queen of my soul (Queen of my soul)
Music, sweet music (Sweet, sweet music)
You’re the queen of my soul (Music, you gotta pass it on)

Music, sweet music (Don’t you keep your music to yourself)
You’re the queen of my soul
Music (Music), sweet music (Ooh, hoo)
You’re the queen of my soul (Ooh’ooh’hoo’yeah’yeah’)

Average White Band – Cloudy

Cloudy
It used to be so easy just to love you
Now babe
You seem to have a million problems on your mind
At the one time
Cloudy, don’t you drift away, no
Cloudy, don’t you drift away
Said I feel like I’m loosin’ you
Slowly but surely

Oh babe, oh babe
Maybe
I could be the one to help you
Solve all those things
Just try
All you have to do is
Open that door
What are you waiting for?

Cloudy, don’t you drift away, no, baby
Cloudy, don’t you drift away
Said I feel like I’m loosin’ you
Slowly but surely
Oh babe, oh babe, yeah
Whatcha tryin’ to prove by turnin’ me away
You’re killin’ my love
Oh oh oh oh

What we had
Is it really dead?
is it really dead?
Cloudy, don’t you drift away
Cloudy, don’t you drift away
Said I feel like I’m loosin’ you
Slowly but surely
Oh babe, oh babe

Nesuferita mea – Edy Talent versuri

Versuri Edy Talent  – Nesuferita mea

Probleme, imi faci numai probleme
Destule am, pe ale mele
Doar tu ma faci sa imi pierd capul
Nu cred ca iau nici bacul.(nesuferita mea)

Cu toate astea dor tu ai fost si esti
Nesuferita mea, nesuferita mea…

Mi-ai dat lumea peste cap
Si stiu ca bine nu ma mai fac
Nesuferita meaaa, nesuferita meaaa…

Nu stiu cum s-o mai dau cu tine
Ca m-ai mancat cu zile
Nu vreau sa mai iau doi in teza
Sau sa raman la engleza.

Cu toate astea dor tu ai fost si esti
Nesuferita meaaa, nesuferita meaaa..

Mi-ai dat lumea peste cap
Si stiu ca bine nu ma mai fac
Versuri-lyrics.info
Nesuferita meaaa, nesuferita meaaa..

Probleme, imi faci numai probleme
Destule am, pe ale mele
Doar tu ma faci sa imi pierd capul
Nu cred ca iau nici bacul.

Cu toate astea dor tu ai fost si esti
Nesuferita meaaa, nesuferita meaaa..

Mi-ai dat lumea peste cap
Si stiu ca bine nu ma mai fac
Nesuferita meaaa, nesuferita meaaa.
Versuri Edy Talent
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Stii tu – La Familia feat. Baxter versuri

Versuri La Familia – Stii tu

Fratele tau o face de drag pentru fratii care trag
Pentru fete ce ma plac, pentru alea care-mi plac
Si pentru orice baiat, pentru copii din parc
Pentru cei care au plecat, pentru cei care au stat.(stii tu)

Stii tu ca noua nu ne place hitu’
Ne place beatu’ ala tampitu’
Hai nu mai fa pe ipocritu’
Versuri-lyrics.info
Iti place beatu’.

Fratele tau o face de drag, o face mereu cu cap
Inca nu s-a terminat pentru cei care au sperat cei care nu ne-au uitat
Cei care iubesc hip-hop si-au fost cu noi de la start
Pentru cei de la oras, pentru cei de pe la sat.

Rup un strop si iar o fac cu pasiune ca 2Pac
Pentru mine ca sa scap, nu vreau sa fiu angajat
Nu te lasa inselat, chiar daca banii imi plac
Stii c-o fac mereu cu drag.

Stii tu ca noua nu ne place hitu’
Ne place beatu’ ala tampitu’
Hai nu mai fa pe ipocritu’
Iti place beatu’.

Stii c-o fac mereu de drag pentru fratii care trag
Pentru fete ce ma plac, pentru alea care-mi plac
Si pentru orice baiat, pentru copii din parc
Pentru cei care au plecat, pentru cei care au stat.

Pentru cei care au visat, pentru fratii care cred
Pentru fratii care cad, pentru fratii care striga
Pentru fratii care tac, stii c-o fac mereu de drag
Pentru tara, pentru steag, pentru scena ca sa sparg.

Stii tu ca noua nu ne place hitu’
Ne place beatu’ ala tampitu’
Hai nu mai fa pe ipocritu’
Iti place beatuuu’.
Versuri La Familia
Video tu

To the moon – Phora lyrics

Lyrics Phora – To the moon

Take me to the moon
I wanna be with the stars
Send me, send me into orbit
Take me to the moon
I wanna be with the stars
Send me, send me into orbit.

Yeah, she said she never been in love
All she ever did was give her love
Everyone, they only take her love
So you scared of love, I don’t blame you, love
Let me be the one to show you love
That “need somebody just to hold you” love
That “show you off like a trophy” love
Can I be your one and only love?
I just want to be
I think you’re the one
Girl, you shouldn’t be so scared to fall in love.

Yeah, let me love you
Show me how
Lift me up, I’ll hold you down
My love is real
I know you need it
I know you crave it
I know you fiend it
It’s not your shape
Not your size, not your curves, not your thighs
Not your lips ,not your eyes
It’s your soul and everything inside
That makes me feel, the way I feel
My love for you was always real
Early mornings, later nights
We never sleep
Let me stay the night
My love for you, it never fades
My love for you, it never dies
You take me to another place
Just because you breathing don’t mean you alive.

Yeah, she said she never been in love
All she ever did was give her love
Everyone, they only take her love
So you scared of love, I don’t blame you, love
Let me be the one to show you love
That “need somebody just to hold you” love
That “show you off like a trophy” love
Can I be your one and only love?
I just want to be versuri-lyrics.info
I think you’re the one
Girl, you shouldn’t be so scared to fall in love.

Yeah, take me far, far away
Find a place, we’ll find a way
Don’t let me leave, just tell me “stay”
And tell me everything you wanna say
My love for you is like a rose
That never dies but only grows
You pushed away, I held you close
Baby, you an angel, heaven knows
Broken hearts, broken dreams, broken trust and broken wings
I know you hurt but let me fix it
Show me every scar and let me kiss it
We follow dreams, they take us far
To the moon, to the stars
All we want, the world is ours
Through all the pain and all the scars
The world is mine, what’s mine is yours
Your love is true, your heart is pure
Always ready but never sure
When I get lonely, baby, you’re the cure
My love for you, it never fades
My love for you, it never dies
I never wanna drift away
‘Cause I was never good at goodbyes
I think you’re the one.

Yeah, she said she never been in love
All she ever did was give her love
Everyone, they only take her love
So you scared of love, I don’t blame you, love
Let me be the one to show you love
That “need somebody just to hold you” love
That “show you off like a trophy” love
Can I be your one and only love?
I just want to be
I think you’re the one
Girl, you shouldn’t be so scared to fall in love
Phora lyrics
Video moon

Made in Turkiye – Alpa Gun songtexte

Songtexte Alpa Gun – Made in Turkiye

Sie machen Politik, weil ich Türke bin, ja
Egal, ob Kurde oder Arab, wir sind Viertelkinder
Ich grüße alle meine Jungs, wir sind harbi
Alle meine Homies, von Ankara bis Mardin
Ihr macht Party, während mich die Bull’n jagen
Ich bin im Schusswechsel, ziel’ auf jeden Bullenwagen
Ich bin Straße, genau wie meine Walther-P
Jetzt wollen sie wissen, was für Sachen dieser Alpa dreht
In meiner Gun hab’ ich immer ‘ne Mermi drin
Immer am Tekti, jeder Zeit bereit für eure Filme
Ich zähl’ die Batzen, Caney, auch wenn ich dertli bin
Ihr zählt die Takte, doch für euch brauch’ ich nur eine Silbe
Scheiß auf deine Königskette
Sie lieben es, so wie ich bin und feiern es, wenn ich mal eine Line auf türkisch rappe
Bizi çekemiyorlar Caney türk diye
Doch Alpa Gun ist echt – made in Turkiye.

Made in Türkiye, made in Türkiye
Wir sind Kanacken
Caneys oder black Kafas
Bizi çekemiyorlar Caney türk diye
Made in Türkiye
Made in Türkiye, made in Türkiye
51, ON, Ghettospalast
Bizi çekemiyorlar Caney türk diye
Made in Türkiye.

Europa, Vaters Traum ist geplatzt
2016 kommt der Sohn aus dem Knast
Ilahis auf Mevlüt
Push’ die Mucke bis irgendwann meine Familie Geld küsst
Aggressionen wegen Haze auf Türkis
Alpa Gun, Sami – made in Türkiye
Stell nicht in Frage, wie Assi ich bin
Imperators .. Marke á Fatih Terim
Kontrolle geht Verloren, die Lage, sie spinnt
Gib ihm Batak-Runde, ich geh’ auch bei Karten auf King
Bol Chance, Bruder, ja, hero mero
Yani .. Männer sind vor Richter auf Belo-Belo
Verrückte Welt, wir leben schnell
Besitzen manchmal nur Esel, aber lenken Mercedes Benz
Wenn die Schminke abgeht, siehst du Vieles
Köln-Berliner .., pure Realness.

Made in Türkiye, made in Türkiye
Wir sind Kanacken
Caneys oder black Kafas
Bizi çekemiyorlar Caney türk diye
Made in Türkiye
Made in Türkiye, made in Türkiye
51, ON, Ghettospalast
Bizi çekemiyorlar Caney türk diye
Made in Türkiye.

Alpa Gun ist back, ich bin bereit, Genjo
Sitze im Benz, verteile Schüsse wie John Rambo
F**k mal Death Row, ich lebe auf ‘nem Schlachtfeld
Gun in der Hose, geh’ da raus und mache nachts Geld
Für uns beginnt der Tag erst um null Uhr
Das Auto mit dem Stern-Logo – meine Kultur
Wir tragen .., Boss oder ..
Morgen bei Madam Tussauds meiner Skulptur
Mörder, Mörder, Suge Knight, yanımda bok yemiş
Ein paar Schüsse und danach ist auch dein Block fällig
Guck, wie mich die Cops jagen, doch ich bin undercover
Und bediene jeden Tag Kunden, die mich nach Ott fragen
Ich will keine Probs haben, boxe eure Pezevenks
So geht es weiter, bis mich jeder von der Presse kennt
Black Kafas in Aktion bis dein Hof brennt
Schöneberg 30, 51, ON.

Made in Türkiye, made in Turkiye
Wir sind Kanacken
Caneys oder black Kafas
Bizi çekemiyorlar Caney türk diye
Made in Türkiye
Made in Türkiye, made in Türkiye
51, ON, Ghettospalast
Bizi çekemiyorlar Caney türk diye
Made in Türkiyeee.
Alpa Gun songtexte
Video Turkiye

John Denver – Rocky Top lyrics

Wish that I was on old Rocky Top
Down in the Tennessee hills
Ain’t no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top
Ain’t no telephone bills

Once I had a girl on Rocky Top
Half bear, the other half cat
Wild as a mink but sweet as soda pop
I still dream about that

Rocky Top, you’ll always be
Home, sweet home to me
Good ‘ol Rocky Top
Rocky Top, Tennessee

One time two strangers climbed ‘ol Rocky Top
Looking for a moonshine still
Strangers ain’t come down from ‘ol Rocky Top
Reckon they never will

Corn won’t grow at all on Rocky Top
Dirts to rocky by far
That’s why all the folks on Rocky Top
Get their corn from a jar

Rocky Top, you’ll always be
Home, sweet home to me
Good ‘ol Rocky Top
Rocky Top, Tennessee

I’ve had years of cramped up city life
Trapped like a duck in a pen
All I know is it’s a city life
Can’t be simple again

Rocky Top, you’ll always be
Home, sweet home to me
Good ‘ol Rocky Top
Rocky Top, Tennessee

Bow Wow Wow – Mario (Your Own Way To Paradise) lyrics

Mario was a halfbreed man, he used to make out, he was poor
Mario’s mum had him under her gun, cause her white side did him more
Torn between two loyalties, leaving dad alone at home
Torn between two loyalties, leaving dad alone at home
Chorus:
There’s only one thing I say, you’ve got to live day by day
You got to find your own way to throw the dice
You got to prove that you’re tough, to take the smooth with the rough
There’s only one way you’ll get to paradise
Mario and his mother ran so far, so far away
Daddy got out his shotgun and went to hunt them the very next day
Finally caught up with them, said “I’m gonna shoot you down, my boy”
Mother said, “No, don’t do that, pa, you’re gonna kill my only joy”
Anger flew and shot in two, their only son, their little boy
Anger flew and shot in two, their only son, their little boy
Chorus repeats 4x
There’s only one thing I say, you got to find your own way to throw the dice
There’s only one thing I say, you got to find your own way to paradise
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Bow Wow Wow – Lonesome Tonight lyrics

Cause my baby doesn’t want me, doesn’t want me anymore
I’m so lonesome tonight, I’m so lonesome tonight
I’m so lonesome tonight, whoah-oh-oh
Cause my baby doesn’t want me, doesn’t want me anymore
I’m so hungry for love, I’m so hungry for love
I’m so hungry for love now, whoah-oh-oh
Cause my baby doesn’t want me, doesn’t want me anymore
He don’t phone me no more, no, he don’t knock on my door
He don’t want me no more, no, I’m so hungry for love now, whoah-oh-oh
Cause my baby doesn’t want me, doesn’t want me anymore
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David Lee Murphy – Dust On The Bottle lyrics

Creal Williams lived down a dirt road
Made homemade wine like nobody I know
Dropped by one Friday night and said can you help me Creal
Got a little girl waitn’ on me and I wanna treat her right
And he said I got what you need son
As we stepped down in the cellar
He reached through the cobwebs
And as he turned on the light he said
There might be a little dust on the bottle
But don’t let it fool ya ’bout what’s inside
There might be a little dust on the bottle
It’s one of those things that gets sweeter with time
You were sittin’ in the porch swing as I pulled up the driveway
My ol’ heart was racin’ as you climbed inside
You slid over real close and we drove down to the lake road
Watched the sun fade in that big red sky
I reached under the front seat and said
Now here’s something special
It’s just been waitin’
For a night like tonight…. But,
There might be a little dust on the bottle
But don’t let it fool ya ’bout what’s inside
There might be a little dust on the bottle
It’s one of those things that gets sweeter with time
You’re still with me and we’ve made some memories
After all these years there’s one thing I find
Some say good love well it’s like a fine wine
It keeps getting better as days go by…. But,
There might be a little dust on the bottle
But don’t let it fool ya ’bout what’s inside
There might be a little dust on the bottle
It’s one of those things that gets sweeter with time
There might be a little dust on the bottle
But don’t let it fool ya ’bout what’s inside
There might be a little dust on the bottle
It’s one of those things that gets sweeter with time
Don’t let it fool ya.

Bow Wow Wow – Tommy Tucker lyrics

Dear Lord
Little Tommy Tucker used to sing for himself
Because he never had no mommy to take care of him each day
Found a way of living, though each day it was as poisy
Thought the Lord could save him from the perils of the world
Chorus:
Save me, save me, Lord, I love you, won’t you save me please
Save me, save me, Lord, I love you, won’t you save me please
There’s one day when Tommy met his love, her name was Mary
Said she and her mommy had some money he could have
Took him to her bedroom and proceeded to initiate
Mommy came and early caught young Tommy jack the love
Save me, save me, Lord, I love you, won’t you save me please
Save me, save me, Lord, I love you, I’m on bended knees
Please rescue me, dear Lord, and plead me save
Find the way, dear Lord, for me to make money
Finally young Tommy found a way of being happy
Merry Jilly had a son with fine boys like his dad
Earned some cash to keep them save, the Lord made Tommy famous
Now he sings for everyone, gets paid like all the rest
Chorus repeats 3x
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Rammstein – Spieluhr lyrics

Ein kleiner Mensch stirbt nur zum Schein
Wollte ganz alleine sein
Das kleine Herz stand still fьare Stunden
So hat man es fьare tot befunden
Es wird verscharrt I’m nassen Sand
Mit einer Spieluhr in der Hand

Der erste Schnee das Grab bedeckt
Hat ganz sanft das Kind geweckt
In einer kalten Winternacht
Ist das kleine Herz erwacht

Als der Frost ins Kind geflogen
Hat es die Spieluhr aufgezogen
Eine Melodie I’m Wind
Und aus der Erde singt das Kind

Hoppe Hoppe Reiter
Und kein Engel steigt herab
Mein Herz schlдgt nicht mehr weiter
Nur der Regen weint am Grab
Hoppe Hoppe Reiter
Eine Melodie I’m Wind
Mein Herz schlдgt nicht mehr weiter
Und aus der Erde singt das Kind

Der kalte Mond in voller Pracht
Hцrt die Schreie in der Nacht
Und kein Engel steigt hinab
Nur der Regen weint am Grab

Zwischen harten Eichendielen
Wird es mit der Spieluhr spielen
Eine Melodie I’m Wind
Und aus der Erde singt das Kind

Hoppe Hoppe Reiter
Und kein Engel steigt herab
Mein Herz schlдgt nicht mehr weiter
Nur der Regen weint am Grab
Hoppe Hoppe Reiter
Eine Melodie I’m Wind
Mein Herz schlдgt nicht mehr weiter
Und aus der Erde singt das Kind

Am Totensonntag hцrten sie
Aus Gottes Acker diese Melodie
Da haben sie es ausgebettet
Das kleine Herz I’m Kind gerettet

Hoppe Hoppe Reiter
Eine Melodie I’m Wind
Mein Herz schlдgt nicht mehr weiter
Und aus der Erde singt das Kind
Hoppe Hoppe Reiter
Und kein Engel steigt herab
Mein Herz schlдgt nicht mehr weiter
Nur der Regen weint am Grab