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Liv Dawson – Searching

[Verse 1]
Every day, clouding up my mind
Every day, my world is redifned
In a way it’s better pushed aside
You’re astray and you left me behind

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been searching for too long
I can’t work out where you are
Where have you gone?
I’m falling, hope you hear my call
I put proposals on the wall
Have you missed them all?

[Chorus]
Oh it’s been some time since you ran away
But I still feel hope when I hear your name
They’re about to let you [?]
Before I even hear you coming
And it’s been so long since I held your face
When I felt those lips only I can taste
They’re about to let you [?]
Before I even hear you coming

[Verse 2]
For a time, I looked the other way
For a time, I tried to pass the blame

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been searching for too long
I can’t work out where you are
Where have you gone?

[Chorus]
Oh it’s been some time since you ran away
But I still feel hope when I hear your name
They’re about to let you [?]
Before I even hear you coming
And it’s been so long since I held your face
When I felt those lips only I can taste
They’re about to let you [?]
Before I even hear you coming

[Outro]
Why did you run away?
I hope I still hear your name
Don’t know where you’re running
I don’t care as long as you’re safe
Why did you run away?
I hope that’s hear your name
Don’t know where you’re running
And I don’t care as long as you’re safe

Trill Sammy – Sorry (feat. Pnb Rock & Sonny Digital)

[Intro: PnB Rock]
I ain’t never sorry

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I woke up today
Feelin’ good, I’m ballin’
I just copped a drop
Could’ve copped a ‘Rari
Feels like yesterday
Nigga I was starvin’
I just fucked yo’ bitch
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I just copped a drop
Could’ve copped a ‘Rari
I just fucked yo’ bitch
And I ain’t never sorry

[Verse 1: PnB Rock]
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I woke up today, feeling super saucy
Took yo’ bitch last [?]
Said she wanna party
I used to be broke but, nigga that’s another story
Now, I’m gettin’ money
You can’t tell me nothin’
All of my niggas is stuntin’
I might take a trip out the country
Damn it feels good to be paid
I just might move to L.A

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I woke up today
Feelin’ good, I’m ballin’
I just copped a drop
Could’ve copped a ‘Rari
Feels like yesterday
Nigga I was starvin’
I just fucked yo’ bitch
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I just copped a drop
Could’ve copped a ‘Rari
I just fucked yo’ bitch
And I ain’t never sorry

[Verse 2: Sonny Digital]
Look at me I’m winnin’, got my chains up
Salute to real niggas, never changed up
Remember when them bitches tried to play us
Now the money going out, them bitches praise us
Yeah, I’m on it, yeah, I want it
[?], why you clonin’?
Never winnin’, bitch we on it
Why you dreaming, wake up good morning

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I woke up today
Feelin’ good, I’m ballin’
I just copped a drop
Could’ve copped a ‘Rari
Feels like yesterday
Nigga I was starvin’
I just fucked yo’ bitch
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I just copped a drop
Could’ve copped a ‘Rari
I just fucked yo’ bitch
And I ain’t never sorry

[Verse 3: Trill Sammy]
Yeah, I woke up today
Today was a good day
I got [?] on my chain
I got money and the fame
My car ain’t got no top
You ain’t countin’ guap
Bring her to my spot, make the lil’ bitch give me top
‘Member I ain’t had no money, wore the same clothes
Now, I pull up in yo’ city in a Range Rove
Yeah, youngest in the game, I’ve been ballin’
Yeah, I just fucked yo’ bitch, why she keep callin’?
Gang!

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I woke up today
Feelin’ good, I’m ballin’
I just copped a drop
Could’ve copped a ‘Rari
Feels like yesterday
Nigga I was starvin’
I just fucked yo’ bitch
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I ain’t never sorry
I just copped a drop
Could’ve copped a ‘Rari
I just fucked yo’ bitch
And I ain’t never sorry

Passenger – Beautiful Birds (feat. Birdy)

Do you remember when we were two beautiful birds?
We would light up the sky, when we’d fly
You were orange and red like the sun when it sets
I was green as an apple’s eye
You said you loved all the songs that I’d sing
But nothing like you’d ever heard
And I said I loved you with all of my heart
When we were two beautiful birds
Do you remember when we were two beautiful birds?
We would say when the morning would come
You are silver and blue like the moon when it’s new
I was gold as the summer sun
But one day you asked for a different song
One that I just couldn’t sing
I got the melody sharp and the words all wrong
Those were the last days of spring
To build a nest we pecked feathers from our chests
Like a book tearing out every page
We want to know that these feathers would grow
Into a beautiful cage

Micah Banks – Want To (feat. Iamsu!, Jr Castro & AD)

[Hook: JR Castro]
We be goin’ up tonight
Smoke [?], seen me here
Gon’ feel it up tonight
We gon’ get this motherfucker [?]
I know you want to
Yeah I know you want to
Get high as you want to
Get lit as you want to
Yeah do what you gonna do
Do what you want to

[Verse 1: IamSu!]
What up? Aloha
Turn up and don’t stop
Straight out the park car
Me, Suzy Sosa
I just want a bag full of cash
Couple cribs, couple whips, chicks hella back
It’s not a racist american
Money very long, killin’ every song
Hit the city, gotta checking a fucking carry-on
And they sticking, it was over a [?]
Sexy mami, press me, further follow
Bless me with the back keys, save my hallow
Jet skis in white [?], watch me pull up on a beach sayin’ "Baby we can do it every weekend"

[Hook: JR Castro]
We be goin’ up tonight
Smoke [?], seen me here
Gon’ feel it up tonight
We gon’ get this motherfucker [?]
I know you want to
Yeah I know you want to
Get high as you want to
Get lit as you want to
Yeah do what you gonna do
Do what you want to

[Verse 2: AD]
Look, [?]
Yeah I be chasing hoes, shit out, pull up with a [?]
Good to harder look, California I’m rappin’
Baby I’m a gangster, I’m checking who was out stepping
I just wanna party, I don’t wanna fight now
Your baby daddy brokes, so tell a nigga pipe down
We gon’ turn this thang up and we gon’ turn this lights down
Let me see you right now, knock it at a bar round
Tell a little cocky, but fucking a girl [?]
Step into this section, no flexin’, girl don’t be nervous
Bouta hoes we takin’, no stressin’ [?] swervin’
Take you to the Telly, get ready and get to service
But I don’t wanna wife ya
Fuck what you think, get it bang like a Michael
Ass looking fat, then I probably want a nicer
Tell you all the hooks and I don’t never got a [?] way

[Hook: JR Castro]
We be goin’ up tonight
Smoke [?], seen me here
Gon’ feel it up tonight
We gon’ get this motherfucker [?]
I know you want to
Yeah I know you want to
Get high as you want to
Get lit as you want to
Yeah do what you gonna do
Do what you want to
We be goin’ up tonight
Smoke [?], seen me here
Gon’ feel it up tonight
We gon’ get this motherfucker [?]
I know you want to
Yeah I know you want to
Get high as you want to
Get lit as you want to
Yeah do what you gonna do
Do what you want to

[Outro: Micah Banks]
Micah Banks, AD, JR Castro, IamSu! and Lavengers
Pour it up, roll it up, light it up

Malcolm London – Westside In The Rain

[Hook]
Westside in the rain, no poncho for pain
Hardball played the way they bury saints
Dreaming in them alleyways, believing in a brighter day
Just to see Kedzie without caution tape
Westside in the rain, no poncho for pain
Hardball played the way they bury saints
Dreaming in them alleyways, believing in a brighter day
Just to see Kedzie without caution tape

[Verse 1]
All of my exes live on the Southside
Where only half the homicide make the headlines
Mama begging me to head home
I spent too many nights with the same clothes I had on
Hardheaded barely got my head on, but I take it head on
I am a cloud, I am a sound
I am a profound, pro-black pronoun
Malcolm X raised on that straight Motown
Pulaski be my mecca, Cicero – alpha, omega
Jumping caution tape like checkers
Mama King me when I mess up
They say we ain’t got grass, I’m leaving seeds all down the Ave
Not a preacher, I’m just praying out loud for myself

[Break]
I seen a lot of things on the Westside change
With tearstains on my brain through the Westside rain
I’m willing to show you the place where I growed up
Look over your shoulder, my city ain’t like yours, no
Take the green line train through the Westside rain

[Hook]
Westside in the rain, no poncho for pain
Hardball played the way they bury saints
Dreaming in them alleyways, believing in a brighter day
Just to see Kedzie without caution tape

[Bridge]
Westside, Westside
Westside, Westside
Bop to the left, bop to the right
Turn it all around, hey
Westside, Westside, worldwide, worldwide
Ah, ah
Westside, Westside, Westside, Westside
Worldwide, worldwide, worldwide, worldwide
Ay, ay
Bop to the left, bop to the right
Do it all around, hey
Westside, Westside, I am a town

[Hook]
Westside in the rain, no poncho for pain
Hardball played the way they bury saints
Dreaming in them alleyways, believing in a brighter day
Just to see Kedzie without caution tape
Oh, Westside, oh

Joey Bada$$ – Land Of The Free

[Intro]
Yeah
You know sometimes I don’t think they truly understand me you know, ’cause they don’t

[Hook]
Can’t change the world unless we change ourselves
Die from the sicknesses if we don’t seek the health
All eyes be my witness when I speak what’s felt
Full house on my hands, the cards I was dealt
Three K’s, Two A’s in AmeriKKKa
I’m just a black spade spawned out the nebula
And everything I do or say today is worthwhile
Will for sure inspire actions in your first child
I’ll begin my verse now

[Verse 1]
Sometimes I speak and I feel like it ain’t my words
Like I’m just a vessel channeling inside this universe
I feel my ancestors unrested inside of me
It’s like they want me to shoot my chance in changing society
But how do I go about it? Tell me where I start?
My destiny rerouted when I chose to follow heart
You told to follow suit, but tell me what it do for you?
Except weigh you down, now you trapped inside the cubicle they built for us
The first step into change is to take notice
Realize the real games that they tried to show us
300 plus years of them cold shoulders
Yet 300 million of us still got no focus
Sorry America, but I will not be your soldier
Obama just wasn’t enough, I just need some more closure
And Donald Trump is not equipped to take this country over
Let’s face facts ’cause we know what’s the real motives

[Bridge]
And the land of the free is full of free loaders
Leave us dead in the street to be your organ donors
They disorganized my people, made us all loners
Still got the last names of our slave owners
In the land of the free is full of free loaders
Leave us dead in the street then be your organ donors
They disorganized my people, made us all loners

[Hook]
Can’t change the world unless we change ourselves
Die from the sicknesses if we don’t seek the health
All eyes be my witness when I speak what’s felt
Full house on my hands, the cards I was dealt
Three K’s, Two A’s in AmeriKKKa
I’m just a black spade spawn out the nebula
And everything I do is and say today is worthwhile
Will for sure inspire action

[Verse 2]
Trickery in the system, put my niggas in prison
All our history hidden, ain’t no liberty given
We all fit the description of what the documents written
We been lacking the vision and barely making a living
We too worried to fit in while they been benefitin’
Every time you submittin’, we all guilty admit it
The lord won’t get you acquitted, but you still ask for forgiveness
Put opiates in syringes then inject his religion
How many times do I gotta tell you I’m a man on a mission
Many times I gotta tell you I don’t need no permission
A human with super vision, ain’t no livin’ condition
I’m reaching out to my children, just hoping that they will listen
Start a new coalition against corrupt politicians
It’s not enough pots to piss in, too many murder convictions
Another family evicted, another black man a victim
That’s as real as it’s getting, you should take recognition

[Bridge]
In the land of the free, it’s for the free loaders
Leave us dead in the street then be your organ donors
They disorganized my people, made us all loners
Still got the last name of our slave owners
In the land of the free, it’s for the free loaders
Leave us dead in the street then be your organ donors
They disorganized my people, made us all loners

[Hook]
Can’t change the world unless we change ourselves
Die from the sicknesses if we don’t seek the health
All eyes be my witness when I speak what’s felt
Full house on my hands, the cards I was dealt
Three K’s, Two A’s in AmeriKKKa
I’m just a black spade spawn out the nebula
And everything I do is and say today is worthwhile
Will for sure inspire action in your first child

Iggy Azalea – Can’t Lose

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Iggy Azalea]
I might pull up in the coupe, yeah
Yeah my car don’t got no roof, yeah
All that fake shit be killin’ my mood
I am a winner, can’t lose
Yeah, hey
I am a winner, can’t lose
Keep on winnin’, I can’t lose, yeah
I am not worried ’bout you
Winnin’, winnin’, winnin’, winnin’
Money stuffed inside the linen
Disrespect from the beginnin’
And I hope that you offended
Yeah, hey
Yeah I really cannot lose
I am a winner, can’t lose, yeah
I am a winner, can’t lose, yeah

[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
Dat way
You ain’t talkin’ ’bout the money? Go that way
If you late with the check, I need back pay
All these diamonds on my neck, I feel fancy
Strangé, on the cover of the front page lookin’ bomb, ayy
Yeah I got a couple houses and they all paid
Now I don’t need a stylist, I’m rockin’ Balmain
And I’m countin’ up the commas every time the phone ring

[Refrain: Iggy Azalea]
Hollup, stick
Pull up in the Jeep with the kick (woo)
Got new feet on the bitch (woo)
Lookin’ like a check ’cause I’m rich (rich)
Hollup, stick
Pull up in the Jeep with the kick (woo)
Got new feet on the bitch (woo)
Lookin’ like a check ’cause I’m rich (rich)

[Pre-Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
Can’t believe they try to play up
You could never ever fade up
Trust me, we don’t need no favors
And we got that paper way up

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Iggy Azalea]
I might pull up in the coupe, yeah
Yeah my car don’t got no roof, yeah
All that fake shit be killin’ my mood
I am a winner, can’t lose
Yeah, hey
I am a winner, can’t lose
Keep on winnin’, I can’t lose, yeah
I am not worried ’bout you
Winnin’, winnin’, winnin’, winnin’
Money stuffed inside the linen
Disrespect from the beginnin’
And I hope that you offended
Yeah, hey
Yeah I really cannot lose
I am a winner, can’t lose, yeah
I am a winner, can’t lose, yeah

[Verse 2: Iggy Azalea]
I just did a show, a couple million
Fuck opinions, yeah, fuck your feelings
Bitch I’m all about the better livin’
You ain’t even got a pot to piss in
I just rounded up another digit
Mathematics with the honor roll
Leprechaun with that pot of gold
Bet you wanna taste the rainbow
Really, I’m a fan favorite
Really I’m your man’s favorite
Always been above basic
Always been above the fake shit
Wax on, wax off (woo)
Karate chop with the sauce (woo)
Never worried ’bout the cost (what?)
I just get it like a boss, dat way

[Pre-Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
Can’t believe they try to play up
You could never ever fade up
Trust me, we don’t need no favors
And we got that paper way up

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Iggy Azalea]
I might pull up in the coupe, yeah
Yeah my car don’t got no roof, yeah
All that fake shit be killin’ my mood
I am a winner, can’t lose
Yeah, hey
I am a winner, can’t lose
Keep on winnin’, I can’t lose, yeah
I am not worried ’bout you
Winnin’, winnin’, winnin’, winnin’
Money stuffed inside the linen
Disrespect from the beginnin’
And I hope that you offended
Yeah, hey
Yeah I really cannot lose
I am a winner, can’t lose, yeah
I am a winner, can’t lose, yeah

Father John Misty – Total Entertainment Forever

Bedding Taylor Swift
Every night inside the Oculus Rift
After mister and the missus finish dinner and the dishes
And now the future’s definition is so much higher than it was last year
It’s like the images have all become real
And someone’s living my life for me out in the mirror

No, can you believe how far we’ve come
In the New Age?
Freedom to have what you want
In the New Age we’ll all be entertained
Rich or poor, the channels are all the same
You’re a star now, baby, so dry your tears
You’re just like them
Wake on up from the nightmare

Come on
Oh ho oh
Oh
Oh ho oh

No gods to rule us
No drugs to soothe us
No myths to prove stuff
No love to confuse us

Not bad for a race of demented monkeys
From a cave to a city to a permanent party

Come on
Oh ho oh
Oh
Oh ho oh

When the historians find us we’ll be in our homes
Plugged into our hubs
Skin and bones
A frozen smile on every face
As the stories replay
This must have been a wonderful place

DVSN – Hallucinations

[Verse 1]
Having Hallucinations
I’m losing sleep every night
Keep trying to cover my eyes
My eyes, yeah
Is it my imagination?
I think I’m losing my mind
Still see your face all the time
All the time

[Pre-Chorus]
Tryna rewind ’til we’re back where we started
Yeah that’s all I want
Night after night after night I’m still haunted
I’m haunted, baby
I’m haunted by…

[Chorus]
You, you, fall asleep and dream of
You, you, late at night I scream for
You, you, waiting on a deja-vu
But until then

I live with Hallucinations
They’re just hallucinations
I’ll just hallucinate
Cause you’re not here
Hallucinations

[Verse 2]
Losing my concentration
Hearing your voice in my head
Seeing you when you aren’t there
You’re not there
And I can’t keep living like this
Something’s gotta give (give me you)
If I could make it all go away
Then I would

[Pre-Chorus]
Tryna rewind ’til we’re back where we started
Yeah that’s all I want
Night after night after night I’m still haunted
I’m haunted baby
I’m haunted by

[Chorus]
You, you, fall asleep and dream of
You, you, late at night I scream for
You, you, waiting on a deja-vu
But until then

I live with Hallucinations
Fall asleep and dream of you, you
They’re just hallucinations
Late at night I scream for you, you
I’ll just hallucinate
Waiting on a deja-vu
Cause you’re not here
Hallucinations

Noah Cyrus & Labrinth – Make Me (Cry) (At iHeartRadio Awards 2017) (Live)

I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
‘Cause all you ever do is make me

Gave you up ’bout twenty one times
Felt those lips tell me twenty one lies
You’ll be the death of me
Sage advice
Love, lovin’ you could make Jesus cry

When I hear you sayin’, "Darlin’, your kiss is like an antidote"
I’m fightin’ like I’m Ali
But you got me on the ropes

I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
‘Cause all you ever do is make me

Couldn’t hear the thunder, but I heard your heart race
Couldn’t see the rain, we’re too busy makin’ hurricanes
Love ain’t easy when it ain’t my way
But it gets hard, when you ain’t here makin’ me crazy

Baby, say the word, darlin’
You know just how to hold the sucker down
So I’ll see you in the morning
I can’t watch you walk out

I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
‘Cause all you ever do is make me

Cry, cry, cry

Hear the thunder, see the rain
Ooh, ooh, yeah, ooh
Keep on makin’ me cry
Yeah, hey, hey yeah, ooh
Keep makin’ me scream and holler
Keep on makin’ me cry
You don’t know what you do to me
Hey, hey, yeah

I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
‘Cause all you ever do is make me

The Chainsmokers & Coldplay – Something Just Like This (At iHeartRadio Awards 2017) (Live)

[Verse 1: Chris Martin]
I’ve been reading books of old
The legends and the myths
Achilles and his gold
Hercules and his gifts
Spiderman’s control
And Batman with his fists
And clearly I don’t see myself upon that list

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Martin]
But she said, where’d you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I’m not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts
Some superhero
Some fairytale bliss
Just something I can turn to
Somebody I can kiss

[Bridge: Chris Martin]
I want something just like this
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Oh, I want something just like this
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

[Chorus: Chris Martin]
Oh, I want something just like this
I want something just like this

[Verse 2: Chris Martin]
I’ve been reading books of old
The legends and the myths
The testaments they told
The moon and its eclipse
And Superman unrolls
A suit before he lifts
But I’m not the kind of person that it fits

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Martin]
She said, where’d you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I’m not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts
Some superhero
Some fairytale bliss
Just something I can turn to
Somebody I can miss

[Chorus: Chris Martin]
I want something just like this
I want something just like this

[Bridge: Chris Martin]
Oh, I want something just like this
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Oh, I want something just like this
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Martin]
Where’d you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I’m not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts
Some superhero
Some fairytale bliss
Just something I can turn to
Somebody I can kiss
I want something just like this

[Chorus: Chris Martin]
Oh, I want something just like this
Oh, I want something just like this
Oh, I want something just like this
Oh, I want something just like this

Shawn Mendes – Mercy (At iHeartRadio Awards 2017) (Live)

[Intro]
*humming*

[Verse 1]
You’ve got a hold of me
Don’t even know your power
I stand a hundred feet
But I fall when I’m around you
[Pre-Chorus]
Show me an open door
Then you go and slam it on me
I can’t take anymore
I’m saying baby

[Chorus]
Please have mercy on me
Take it easy on my heart
Even though you don’t mean to hurt me
You keep tearing me apart
Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart
Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart

[Verse 2]
I’d drive through the night
Just to be near you baby
Heart old and testified
Tell me that I’m not crazy

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m not asking for a lot
Just that you’re honest with me
My pride Is all I got
I’m saying baby

[Chorus]
Please have mercy on me
Take it easy on my heart
Even though you don’t mean to hurt me
You keep tearing me apart
Would you please have mercy on me
I’m a puppet on your string
And even though you got good intentions
I need you to set me free
Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart
Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart

[Bridge]
Consuming all the air inside my lungs
Ripping all the skin from off my bones
I’m prepared to sacrifice my life
I would gladly do it twice
Consuming all the air inside my lungs
Ripping all the skin from off my bones
I’m prepared to sacrifice my life
I would gladly do it twice

[Chorus]
Please have mercy on me
Take it easy on my heart
Even though you don’t mean to hurt me
You keep tearing me apart
Would you please have mercy on me
I’m a puppet on your string
And even though you got good intentions
I need you to set me free

[Outro]
*hmming*

Katy Perry – Chained To The Rhythm (feat. Skip Marley) (At iHeartRadio Music Awards 2017) (Live)

[Verse 1: Katy Perry]
Are we crazy?
Living our lives through a lens
Trapped in our white-picket fence
Like ornaments
So comfortable, we live in a bubble, a bubble
So comfortable, we cannot see the trouble, the trouble
Aren’t you lonely
Up there in utopia
Where nothing will ever be enough?
Happily numb
So comfortable, we live in a bubble, a bubble
So comfortable, we cannot see the trouble, the trouble

[Pre-Chorus: Katy Perry]
Aha, look so good
So put your rose-colored glasses on
And party on

[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion
Come on, turn it up, keep it on repeat
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie
Yeah, we think we’re free
Drink, this one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm
Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion
Come on, turn it up, keep it on repeat
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie
Yeah, we think we’re free
Drink, this one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm

[Verse 2: Katy Perry]
Are we tone deaf?
Keep sweeping it under the mat
Thought we can do better than that
I hope we can
So comfortable, we live in a bubble, a bubble
So comfortable, we can’t see the trouble, the trouble

[Pre-Chorus: Katy Perry]
Aha, look so good (so good)
So put your rose-colored glasses on
And party on

[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion
Come on, turn it up, keep it on repeat
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie
Yeah, we think we’re free
Drink, this one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm
Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion
Come on, turn it up, keep it on repeat
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie
Yeah, we think we’re free
Drink, this one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm

[Bridge: Skip Marley]
It is my desire
Break down the walls to connect, inspire
Ay, up in your high place, liars
Time is ticking for the empire
The truth they feed is feeble
As so many times before
They greed over the people
They stumbling and fumbling
And we’re about to riot
They woke up, they woke up the lions
(Woo!)

[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion
Come on, turn it up, keep it on repeat
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie
Yeah, we think we’re free
Drink, this one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm

[Outro: Katy Perry]
Turn it up
Turn it up
It goes on, and on, and on
It goes on, and on, and on
It goes on, and on, and on
‘Cause we’re all chained to the rhythm

Bobby Raps – Purgatory

[Intro]
Life beyond the world
Escape past the stars
To reclaim what was there
N’ It’s dedicated
It’s dedicated

[Hook]
Now I’m snatching pills out of his hand
Now I can never talk to him again
But, I can still see that body on the bed
Only thing I can do now is keep it in my head

[Verse 1]
Is there Heaven for an addict?
Or is it just the feeling that they chase but, could never capture
I see the devil hidden in these capsules
They be hiding in plain sight and suffering but, acting natural
Heading down the path of self-destruction
But, I could not follow
Now I’m shadow boxing with my conscious
While my soul gets swallowed
Had a hard time letting go
But, I can’t worry bout the things I can’t control

[Verse 2] (shouting)
No!
Led this life, it wasn’t noble
Only hope is to stay hopeful
Destined for more than this existence
Put him on my neck, I won’t forget him
It was over in an instant
What could I have done different?
Granny passed a week before he died
Family thought I couldn’t even cry
After funeral can’t even lie
Sobbing, tears, asking reasons why?
Never see his face again
The darkest demons find the purest souls to place to rest
Catholic service left my nerves distorted
Already gone but, I can’t help but worry
Is he leaving in eternal glory?
Or forever floating stuck in purgatory?

[Hook]
Now I’m snatching pills out of his hand
Now I can never talk to him again
But, I can still see that body on the bed
Only thing I can do now is keep it in my head

Alan Walker – Sunday & Sing Me To Sleep (Live)

[Verse 1: Iselin Solheim]
Wait a second, let me catch my breath
Remind me how it feels to hear your voice
Your lips are movin’, I can’t hear a thing
Livin’ life as if we had a choice
Anywhere, anytime
I would do anything for you
Anything for you
Yesterday got away
Melodies stuck inside your head
A song in every breath

[Chorus: Iselin Solheim]
Sing me to sleep now
Sing me to sleep
Won’t you sing me to sleep now?
Sing me to sleep

[Breakdown]

[Verse 2: Iselin Solheim]
Remember me now, time cannot erase
I can hear your whispers in my mind
I’ve become what you cannot embrace
Our memory will be my lullaby

[Chorus: Iselin Solheim]
Sing me to sleep now
Sing me to sleep
Won’t you sing me to sleep now?
Sing me to sleep

[Breakdown]

[Outro: Iselin Solheim]
A-anytime
I would do do do do
Time away
Yesterday-day
A-anytime
I would do do do do
Time away
Yesterday-day

6LACK – Free

[Intro]
Okay
Okay

[Verse 1]
Why am I waking up out of my sleep
Thinking of ya babe
You had a hold on me
Now im feeling freer then I ever been
You been around love but you never been in

[Pre Hook]
Ay, running out of shit that I can say
Wishing you the best and so I pray

[Hook]
I’ve been waiting for the day
You knew it was coming either way
I know that you hate it
But I’m freer than I’ve ever been
Something that you’ve never been

[Verse 2]
You had just what you needed to be
Everything you want to be
But you’d rather run round these streets
Now you’re feeling freer than you’ve ever been
But really you feel trapped, no need to pretend

[Pre Hook]
Ay, running out of shit that I can say
Wishing you the best and so I pray

[Hook]
I’ve been waiting for the day
You knew it was coming either way
I know that you hate it but I’m freer than I’ve ever been
Something that you’ve never been

[Bridge]
I know you don’t wanna fuck nobody but me
You don’t wanna touch nobody but me
Nobody
Nobody
You wanna be

[Verse 3]
Saved, I’m hoping that you found a way
I’m moving around state to state
I’m living I know you can’t relate
Now I’m feeling freer than I’ve ever been
You know I was down
Now I’m on the fence
Ay, a lot of bitches wanna ride the wave
Most of them was out to take your place
You done went and gave that shit away

[Hook]
I’ve been waiting for the day
You knew it was coming either way
I know that you hate it
But im freer than I’ve ever been
Something that you never been

Mick Jenkins – Pressed For Time (feat. Goldlink)

[Intro: Mick Jenkins]
Do doo, do do do do do, doo…hmm

[Hook: Mick Jenkins]
You was on my mind
You had crossed my mind (hol’up)
Holla at me Jill
Lady I ain’t pressed for time, at all, yeah
We could take our time, or, you can take your time
I mean, I know what I want

[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]
Hella respect your disposition, you open my mind
It really makes me no difference if you don’t open your legs
More interested in introspective conversation instead
Been ahead, of most niggas my age for quite some time now
Don’t let me find out, that you crushin’ on a nigga at all
I’m steppin’ to you muthafucka, catcall
If ever in distress I’ll peep yo’ S.O.S like batcalls
No smoke in mirrors you ain’t even gotta hit the backwood

[Hook: Mick Jenkins]
You was on my mind
You had crossed my mind (hol’up)
Holla at me Jill
Lady I ain’t pressed for time, at all, at all, at all
Lady I ain’t pressed for time
At all, at all, at all

[Verse 2: Mick Jenkins]
Cause I don’t ever wanna be the one that rush you into something
Girl I got your back and I ain’t into fronting so I’m pennin’ something so you know that I ain’t thinkin’ with assumptions at all
Ain’t known you long enough to go through withdrawals, but often I have to pause, I’m recollectin’ your smile
I must confess I’m beguiled, enthralled, entranced
You fragrance is enchanting, I swoon and I dance
Such a sophisticate, damn
Yeah, you articulate style and we gon’ be so meticulous, this shit might take a while
I mean this might take some time, I mean you might need some time
I mean- I mean I know what I want

[Hook: Mick Jenkins]
You was on my mind
You had crossed my mind (hol’up)
Holla at me Jill
Lady I ain’t pressed for time, at all, yeah
We could take our time, or, you can take your time
I mean, I know what I want
You was on my mind
You had crossed my mind
Holla at me Jill
Lady I ain’t pressed for time, at all, at all, at all
Lady I ain’t pressed for time
At all, at all, at all
(doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo)
(doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo, doo doo)

[Verse 3: GoldLink]
Who can stop me baby? You know that I’m the best
Ain’t no no competition, so Linky collect the cheques
Remember when we were younger, we were so drunk in love
Still chasin’ better bitches, and then I ain’t get no fuck
But now dance with me naked, I make you feel less inferior
I’m just tryna rearrange and change your interior
So baby you know, you know that daddy he be feelin’ ya
Your ribs in your heart, that’s a good place to start and you know that I harness
Now take off your garments and don’t be shy, I’ll fuck you regardless
See all my partners know you got me buggin’
Fuck it, exalting me, you my shining star while singing Manhattan
Let’s make it happen, you be the co, I’m the captain

[Bridge: Mick Jenkins]
Yeah, I say
Co-captains
We can fly the ship as slow as molasses, break through the breeze
We can head in any which direction you want

[Outro]
H- h- y- y- y- y- you can take your ti- time
Yo- time
I mean I know what I w- want, want
You- you had crossed my mi-
You- you had crossed my mind
Holla at me Jill
Lady
You- you- you- you- you-
I ain’t pressed-
You- you had crossed my mind
Holla at me Jill
Lady
You- you- you- you- you-
I ain’t pressed for time

Juelz Santana – D-Up (feat. Jim Jones & Migos)

[Intro: Offset]
You know what I’m saying
Rich nigga shit
It’s the only way to go
Woo!
Hey!

[Verse 1: Offset]
Foreign (foreign), Bugatti’s (yea)
Dirty pistol havin’ bodies (brrt)
Don’t know what it cost I just buy it (how much?)
She a whole ‘nother bitch on the molly (woo)
Havin’ them racks, I been havin’ them racks (racks)
Young nigga playin’ monopoly (monopoly)
The devil keep tryna jump all on my back
But I’m the man, ain’t stoppin’ me (nah)
Fuckin’ that bitch, she got too attached
She won’t get a call or text from me (brr)
These niggas takin’ my recipe (recipe)
Money on the right and the left of me (racks)
Gossippin’ just like a bitch my nigga (gossip)
I’m in the trap cookin’ fish my nigga (trap)
You poppin’ so fuck it let’s hit my nigga (hit)
Surrounded by dawgs, they pits my nigga (errr)
I’m stayin’ away from the lames and thotties, I’m bout to get me a profit (profit)
I’m swervin’ the lanes, my engines is ‘Rari, 488 a ‘Rari
Excuse me pardon, colorful diamonds like I been playin’ sorry (sorry)
Look at my bitch she a barbie (barbie)
Double cup sippin’ on bar (mud, drank, drank)
Gotta survive, the coolant it come with the TEC (brrt)
Run up your check, then you go buy a Patek (run up a check, hey)
Watery diamond, drippin’ splash, wet (drip, splash, splash)
We got them choppers on deck when we boardin’ them jets (aye)

[Hook: Quavo]
I can not fuck up the reup, coco, ski up
Yeah, I got high paid shooters (high paid)
I’m tellin’ them niggas to D up (D up)
Drop off, hardball
Grandpa got a sawed-off (grandpa)
Can’t no work be stepped on (nah)
None of my niggas gon’ fall off
Jumpin’ out the trees with the ski’s (with them ski’s yeah)
Pull up on the plug with the fees (with them fees yeah)
Make her pop a perky on her knees (on her knees yeah)
I hook-shot that pot like Kareem (hook-shot)

[Verse 2: Takeoff & Juelz Santana]
Championship on my ring
I make my bitches trap out of Céline
I put that ice in my watch, Mr. Freeze
And I’m takin’ the P’s just to go to Belize
I need that big gun, I’m talkin’ machine
These pussy niggas just blowin’ out steam
I get it lit 500 degrees
Chopper hit everything, bada boom bada bing
Beat the pot with the stamina (beat it)
Fucking your bitches on cameras (smash)
I got a bag of that Pamela
Put it right in the trunk of my tarantula
That’s a spider for you dumb fucks
Money comin’ by the dump trucks
Bodies lay by the dumpsters
It’s real mobsters amongst us
Knots, trap out the bando it’s hot
Fuck it invade the spot (spot)
Wrist watch, I put the wrist in the pot (pot)
I had to seize the lot
Tick tock, bitch still on the clock now go get that money for daddy
Whip rocks, soon as my work hit the block fiends line up for the package
I need that money, give me the loot
Play with my money, how silly is you?
I go to the dealer, I pick and I choose
I look like Mister T with all my jewels
If you try take it, I pity the fool
I take your honey, you Winnie the Pooh
My niggas got sticks that’s bigger than you
Can’t swim with the sharks, then stay in the pool

[Hook: Quavo]
I can not fuck up the reup, coco, ski up
Yeah, I got high paid shooters (high paid)
I’m tellin’ them niggas to D up (D up)
Drop off, hardball
Grandpa got a sawed-off (grandpa)
Can’t no work be stepped on (nah)
None of my niggas gon’ fall off
Jumpin’ out the trees with the ski’s (with them ski’s yeah)
Pull up on the plug with the fees (with them fees yeah)
Make her pop a perky on her knees (on her knees yeah)
I hook-shot that pot like Kareem (hook-shot)

[Verse 3: Jim Jones & Quavo]
I was hanging with the dealers then
Still hanging with the dealers now
They know I just signed a deal, so they ask how I’m feelin’ now
I still run around and them phone calls
Pull up, pull the ceiling down (Skrt skrt)
I bought the crib in Miami though, had to drop a quarter million now
So, what really talkin’ ’bout and New York bring Porsches out
I be thinkin’ the days, that I was stuck in trail ’til the judge had to toss out it
Summertime bring Forces out
No socks, with the powder in ’em
Got my jewels on and my tank-top, big blunts with the loud up in ’em
Skinny bells with the locks on it
Soft top with the top on it
Master piece with the rocks on it
Big broom with a mop on it
Extendo clip, put a Glock on it (graow)
Hotbox, got the cops on me
Good dope, put a sock on it (dope)
Try the gang, get popped on it

[Hook: Quavo]
I can not fuck up the reup, coco, ski up
Yeah, I got high paid shooters (high paid)
I’m tellin’ them niggas to D up (D up)
Drop off, hardball
Grandpa got a sawed-off (grandpa)
Can’t no work be stepped on (nah)
None of my niggas gon’ fall off
Jumpin’ out the trees with the ski’s (with them ski’s yeah)
Pull up on the plug with the fees (with them fees yeah)
Make her pop a perky on her knees (on her knees yeah)
I hook-shot that pot like Kareem (hook-shot)

Eric Bellinger – Make You Mine

[Intro]
This gon’ be your favorite song

[Verse 1]
Yeah, they say you no good for me, baby
Your love too wicked and bad
The way you drop, whine it, wiggle it
Girl, it might break my back
So gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme that good thing, oh
Sit down pon my lap
And we could start a conversation

[Pre-Chorus]
Girl, I wanna kiss and caress, say yes
Put down all my loving, no one contest
When I need a freak, if you freak, say yes
One wicked and bad, bad girl
Tell me, does your mother know?
You’re a bad, bad, bad girl
Tell me, does your father know?
You’re a bad, bad, bad girl

[Chorus]
If you give me the wickedest whine
I might take you out sometime
Get back, I won’t get behind
Girl, I’ma make you mine
Girl, I might make you mine
Girl, I’ma make you mine
Girl, I might make you mine
Girl, I’ma make you mine, it’s Eazy

[Verse 2]
She say she don’t do it for the money
She do it ’cause she want my love
If you want it, you gotta work for it
Show me you can play rough
If I give her the jiggy, jiggy
She comin’ back with me, can’t get enough
There won’t be no hesitation

[Pre-Chorus]
Girl, I wanna kiss and caress, say yes
Put down all my loving, no one contest
When I need a freak, if you freak, say yes
One wicked and bad, bad girl
Tell me, does your mother know?
You’re a bad, bad, bad girl
Tell me, does your father know?
You’re a bad, bad, bad girl

[Chorus]
If you give me the wickedest whine
I might take you out sometime
Get back, I won’t get behind
Girl, I’ma make you mine
Girl, I might make you mine
Girl, I’ma make you mine
Girl, I might make you mine
Girl, I’ma make you mine

[Bridge]
I wanna make you fall in love
I wanna make you be my ting
You’re my favorite, you’re the one
The way you shake it is everything
I wanna make you fall in love
I see you naked in my dreams

[Pre-Chorus]
Girl, I wanna kiss and caress, say yes
Put down all my loving, no one contest
When I need a freak, if you freak, say yes
One wicked and bad, bad girl
Tell me, does your mother know?
You’re a bad, bad, bad girl
Tell me, does your father know?
You’re a bad, bad, bad girl

[Chorus]
If you give me the wickedest whine
I might take you out sometime
Get back, I won’t get behind
Girl, I’ma make you mine
Girl, I might make you mine
Girl, I’ma make you mine
Girl, I might make you mine
Girl, I’ma make you mine, it’s Eazy

[Outro]
Wanna make you, make you, make you mine
Wanna make you, make you, make you mine

Pouya & Fat Nick – Undecided (Drop Out Of School Album)

[Verse 1: Fat Nick]
These perkys got me living now
If 5 figures try to book me, nah
Down three oxys I can feel it now
Pop shot out the uzi, blood gon’ hit the ground
Who could’ve picture all this, hoe
My diamonds are shinin’ they glow, woah
Fucking her sister, let’s go, low
I’m smoking, I’m sippin alone, choke
Remixing on bricks I drink clone, foam
Call up my plug he bring more, smoke
Pint after pint hit the road, moan
[?]

[Verse 2: Pouya]
I just came through with the fully loaded magazine
To blow everyone’s brain on the wall
My friends don’t fuck with your friends at all
Fuck the world, we gon’ break the law
Fuck your momma, gon’ break her jaw
Stay in my corner like a loner
Money longer, Pistol up
Hold up, fuckboy I’m on it
Lay a fuckboy on his coffin
For talking, too loud in my office
Gotta’ be cautious, when I’m walking
Can’t trust another man too often
You can’t fix a mind
As fucked up as mine
You can get your life taken any time

[Verse 3: Fat Nick]
Tommy spraying, keep them bullets raining
All my diamonds dancing, boy I know you hatin’
I don’t need no bitch, Purrp thirty taking
Now six figures, your bitch faded
Rick owens step, I just blew a check
VVS hang
Spending check, come fuck my neck
No, no, can’t come close
[?]
Your bitch on some dick
CAL load and don’t spit
Uzi loaded, my bands folded
She plugged a perc and this bitch goin’
This suicidal, my damn mind
You ain’t got money, I ain’t got time

[Chorus: Pouya]
I see through that smile, I know you dead inside
Diamonds on my neck and labels on my line
I see demons in your eyes, you got me crucified
Do we want money, pussy, power?
We cannot decide
I see through that smile, I know you dead inside
Diamonds on my neck and labels on my line
I see demons in your eyes, you want me crucified
Do we want money, pussy, power?
We cannot decide

Pouya & Fat Nick – Boom (Drop Out Of School Album)

[Hook: Fat Nick]
My diamonds are drippin’ yours don’t
You say you gon’ fuck but she won’t
My plug got it boomin’ back home
I go stuntin’ just flooded the moon
Boom, boom, boom
Made the Audi zoom
Boom, boom, boom
Made the Audi zoom
My diamonds are drippin’ yours don’t
You say you gon’ fuck but she won’t
My plug got it boomin’ back home
I go stuntin’ just flooded the moon
Boom, boom, boom
Made the Audi zoom
Boom, boom, boom
Made the Audi zoom

[Verse 1: Fat Nick]
Big ol’ dick extended, come in hot we hittin’ shit
Poppin’ oxys they all blues, bitch I’m with the shits
All these Robins, got bankrolls Margiela on my toes
Pussy open up the pit and blood gon’ hit the floor
Pull up flexin’ BOOM BOOM BOOM
Come meet my A.K boy
You gon’ hear the Uzi drop the bodies pussy boy
I can pull up, foreign coupe
Your bitches they love me, it’s true
Six figures extended are new
Remixing your pint, you drink glue

[Hook: Fat Nick]
My diamonds are drippin’ yours don’t
You say you gon’ fuck but she won’t
My plug got it boomin’ back home
I go stuntin’ just flooded the moon
Boom, boom, boom
Made the Audi zoom
Boom, boom, boom
Made the Audi zoom

[Verse 2: Pouya]
Came from the dirt and now we boomin’ through the city boy
Hating on me but you still the one listening to my C.D boy
You see me boy, wanna be me boy
Fat Nick on this thing [?] your talkin’ and bitching lil’ boy
I wanna know what you got in your soda
That got you stuck on your sofa
Pull out the dick out the holster
Pull up in a Range Rover
Still got the devil on my shoulder, yeah
Get out my face and move over, yeah
I don’t got time for these rappers no more
Cause these rappers they paying homage to my flow

[Hook: Fat Nick]
My diamonds are drippin’ yours don’t
You say you gon’ fuck but she won’t
My plug got it boomin’ back home
I go stuntin’ just flooded the moon
Boom, boom, boom
Made the Audi zoom
Boom, boom, boom
Made the Audi zoom

[Outro: Fat Nick]
My diamonds are drippin’ yours don’t
You say you gon’ fuck but she won’t
My plug got it boomin’ back home
I go stuntin’ just flooded the moon
Boom, boom, boom
Made the Audi zoom
Boom, boom, boom
Made the Audi zoom

Pouya & Fat Nick – Drop Out Of School (Drop Out Of School Album)

[Hook: Fat Nick (x2)]
Xanax by two, I keep taking
Brand new, A.K it keep sprayin’
Rush in my trap, make it raining
Bentley can skrrt on the pavement
Taking, spraying, raining, pavement
Taking, spraying, raining, pavement

[Verse 1: Pouya]
Take a gamble with life, a young drop-out
Momma told me I was never gonna make it
Now I got a hundred women tryna get me naked
911 swerving in the I-95
I’m going too fast, I’m losing my mind
I guess I’m ahead of my time
My pockets been talking like never before
I can’t understand what you saying to me
We’re not in the same bracket of taxes
Your squad full of faggots, and crackheads
Your hoes in my phone for my squad to get access to their assets
I don’t need a rubber, baby pass me a mattress
Don’t be surprised bitch I’m still living lavish
Got a 45 in my lap we can manage

[Hook: Fat Nick (x2)]
Xanax by two, I keep taking
Brand new, A.K it keep sprayin
Rush in my trap, make it raining
Bentley can skrrt on the pavement
Taking, spraying, raining, pavement
Taking, spraying, raining, pavement

[Verse 2: Fat Nick]
Rari passed, smashed, turnt up, might crash
Drink a whole pint, Hi-Tech real blast
She don’t even want it
[?]
Pull up and smoke out the roof
I just dropped your whole check on my white Audi Coupe
[?]
[?]
Margiela my toes when I walk
You sippin’ on Quali, got wock
[?]
Pop shot, yeah the uzi gon’ pop
All of my bankrolls they heavy
You jealous, you crumby, you petty
Sippin’ on [?] stay hefty
I wouldn’t get sober, she left me

[Hook: Fat Nick (x2)]
Xanax by two, I keep taking
Brain you, A.K it keep spraying
Rush in my trap, make it raining
Bentley can skrrt on the pavement
Taking, spraying, raining, pavement
Taking, spraying, raining, pavement

Pouya & Fat Nick – Torch (Drop Out Of School Album)

[Hook: Pouya]
Sleeping on the couch, just trying to get it how I live
I got a few dollas on me, man I gotta get on my shit
Selling weed to my boys, to get a lease on a Porsche
All these rappers know that the Underground Underdog hold the torch
Don’t play with my money, don’t you make a stupid choice
You ain’t bout that business, you ain’t dyin’ for your boys
Pull up to the show, they hear my voice, the crowd rejoice
I’m a god baby, praise me, kiss my feet, get on your fours
Sleeping on the couch, just trying to get it how I live
I got a few dollas on me, man I gotta get on my shit
Selling weed to my boys, to get a lease on a Porsche
All these rappers know that the Underground Underdog hold the torch
Don’t play with my money, don’t you make a stupid choice
You ain’t bout that business, you ain’t dyin’ for your boys
Pull up to the show, they hear my voice, the crowd rejoice
I’m a god baby, praise me, kiss my feet, get on your fours

[Verse 1: Fat Nick]
Drink a pint a night, so all my nightmares getting worse
Pussy boy don’t want it man, this uzi dick gon’ burst
Triple six forever be my lonely soul is cursed
And I’m only gettin’ money swervin’ Porsches on the road
Bitches are twisted, keep [?]
I love when a bitch I don’t know in the game
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?] vacant
No fuck bitch I owe you no payments
For the sure, till’ there’s blood in the pavement

[Hook: Pouya]
Sleeping on the couch, just trying to get it how I live
I got a few dollas on me, man I gotta get on my shit
Selling weed to my boys, to get a lease on a Porsche
All these rappers know that the Underground Underdog hold the torch
Don’t play with my money, don’t you make a stupid choice
You ain’t bout that business, you ain’t dyin’ for your boys
Pull up to the show, they hear my voice, the crowd rejoice
I’m a god baby, praise me, kiss my feet, get on your fours

[Verse 2: Pouya]
She told me to go to hell, I told her I’m already on my way over there
Ain’t nobody care
Keep a gun on me cause life ain’t fair, I swear
These hoes wanna get to my share
Got cash on me, I’m no square
Underground Underdog, better beware when I geeked on these rappers right under their chair
Fuck you and yo mama bitch
I cannot relate little bitch
I’m sick of these faces, bitch
Everyone wanna be famous, bitch
FTP, bitch, suck my dick
Fuck around, get hit with the stick
Underground Underdog run around with a gun deep in my drawers

[Hook: Pouya]
Sleeping on the couch, just trying to get it how I live
I got a few dollas on me, man I gotta get on my shit
Selling weed to my boys, to get a lease on a Porsche
All these rappers know that the Underground Underdog hold the torch
Don’t play with my money, don’t you make a stupid choice
You ain’t bout that business, you ain’t dyin’ for your boys
Pull up to the show, they hear my voice, the crowd rejoice
I’m a god baby, praise me, kiss my feet, get on your fours

Pouya & Fat Nick – Save Me (Drop Out Of School Album)

[Chorus: Fat Nick]
Movin way too fast on my drug shit
Take another Xan, take another Perc can’t feel shit
I am all alone with a bad bitch
See my bankrolls stack up it’s far from average
Movin way too fast, I’m a drunk shit
Take another Xan, take another Perc can’t feel shit
I am all alone with a bad bitch
See my bankrolls stack up it’s far from average

[Verse 1: Pouya]
Ive been thinking about my past and how my life is rearranged
Everything from the women and the diamonds on my chain
Now they talk to me wit
R -E- S -P- E C- T
You can mirror all my styles but you cannot be me
Baby don’t play me,I need you to save me now
Dont say my name unless you want me right now
I can’t even stand myself
How could I stand up to you
Underground Underdog look at my eyes you can tell when I’m telling the truth

[Chorus: Fat Nick]
Movin way too fast on my drug shit
Take another Xan, take another Perc can’t feel shit
I am all alone with a bad bitch
See my bankrolls stack up it’s far from average

[Verse 2: Fat Nick]
My bitch she loves drugs, she can’t love me
All I got are VVSes dancin they all on me
I just dropped a check cause designer helped my feelings
I dont wait on time, man these Percys do the healing
All alone, counting money this is my shit
I won’t wife no thot, I’ll just go beat my own dick
9th grade dropped out bitch I’m just flexin’ on my own shit
I remember when I kissed you, yeah just fuck that shit

[Chorus: Fat Nick]
Movin way too fast on my drug shit
Take another Xan, take another Perc can’t feel shit
I am all alone with a bad bitch
See my bankrolls stack up it’s far from average

Pouya & Fat Nick – Middle Of The Mall (Drop Out Of School Album)

[Hook: Fat Nick]
Been with the shit, stash a hundred in the walls
All my diamonds flooded, ain’t no middle of the mall
My steps, they cost a grit, Fiji crystals drip
Stupid little bitch gon’ put them lips up on my dick
Been with the shit, stash a hundred in the walls
All my diamonds flooded, ain’t no middle of the mall
My steps, they cost a grit, Fiji crystals drip
Stupid little bitch gon’ put them lips up on my dick

[Verse 1: Pouya]
She think she dancin’ on my dick, but that’s my Glock
Take my wallet out my ass and run around and watch ’em flock
To the kid with the tattoo and a flat toot 5’5
And he mad too with a bad attitude
All my bank payments overdue, I’m screwed
Fuck it, I’m buzzin’ out the fuckin’ roof
Can you please go stream me or bootleg my latest CD?
Help me get my bands up, help me get a Benz truck
I’m sick of this Honda, no A/C, turned to a sauna
Tell me how the fuck I just sold out The Fonda

[Hook: Fat Nick]
Been with the shit, stash a hundred in the walls
All my diamonds flooded, ain’t no middle of the mall
My steps, they cost a grit, Fiji crystals drip
Stupid little bitch gon’ put them lips up on my dick
Been with the shit, stash a hundred in the walls
All my diamonds flooded, ain’t no middle of the mall
My steps, they cost a grit, Fiji crystals drip
Stupid little bitch gon’ put them lips up on my dick

[Verse 2: Fat Nick]
Fuck, I crack the seal, drink it all, I can’t get up
These drugs, they got my vision fucked
I’m skirting out these Beamer trucks
30 milligrams of oxy, bitch I’m fuckin’ stuck
She suck my dick and then complain I’m too fucked up to nut
I got big bankrolls, Giuseppe prints on floors
I got percs and weed and lean behind my trap door
Curved a hundred hoes, ain’t got time for those
Pussy boy come over here, this fuckin’ blinkie blow

[Hook: Fat Nick]
Been with the shit, stash a hundred in the walls
All my diamonds flooded, ain’t no middle of the mall
My steps, they cost a grit, Fiji crystals drip
Stupid little bitch gon’ put them lips up on my dick
Been with the shit, stash a hundred in the walls
All my diamonds flooded, ain’t no middle of the mall
My steps, they cost a grit, Fiji crystals drip
Stupid little bitch gon’ put them lips up on my dick

Pouya & Fat Nick – Run It Up (Drop Out Of School Album)

[Hook: Fat Nick (x2)]
Syrup inside of me hitting
Prada my step when I’m tipping
Knots in my pockets I’m limping
[?]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, flip it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, flip it up

[Verse 1: Pouya]
Looking at me like I’m some crazy wack ass rapper
You can’t even keep up
9-11 with the heats up
Broke boy better ease up
Come through, I’ll show you how to get your cheese up
Now I got my feats up, Now I got my feet up
No lie, ran through your 5, toe tagging any rapper that feed my fire
Crumby ass hoe, you a piece of the pie
Only fuck with the whole thing
No half-ass hoes under my wing
Just real-ass women that hold me down
Maybe back in the day, but you can’t fool me now
Underground Underdog run it up, flip it up, pile it up

[Hook: Fat Nick (x2)]
Syrup inside of me hitting
Prada my step when I’m tipping
Knots in my pockets I’m limping
[?]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, flip it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, flip it up

[Verse 2: Fat Nick]
I just popped some pills, these Vicodins we fucked it up
223 extended aiming out the Hummer trucks
If he acting up gon’ grab a dick and let it bust
I ain’t ever need a bitch, come over, catch a nut
Lexus skrrt, got a 40 on me
Fendi top, we dropping bodies
Percs and molly, eyes glossy
Diamonds dancing, that be the hobby
I just wanna smoke on this boof
[?]
Rick Owens I step, be the truth
[?]

[Hook: Fat Nick (x2)]
Syrup inside of me hitting
Prada my step when I’m tipping
Knots in my pockets I’m limping
[?]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, flip it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up, flip it up

Pouya & Fat Nick – Remember Us? (Drop Out Of School Album)

[Hook: Fat Nick (x2)]
I’m too rich for that
Spent it, too much cash
Blew it, blew it back
Poppin’ 2, 2, 2 more xans
Syrup overfull
My chain is too, too cool
Too, too high she drool
Bitch I’m too too hot for you

[Verse 1: Fat Nick]
Skrrt, skrrt blowing wind
The 30 made them bodies drop
I got money, I got drugs and I got lots of thots
Designer stepping, when I walk I got the Glock hot
Codeine overflow, my kidneys gone, my liver shot
All of my diamonds they flooded on me
I got percs and that lean and got smoke by the P
If you want it, you get it, the uzi by me
And my bankrolls are heavy they covering me
Prada step, flex
Lexus on my neck
Your checks on percs, I spent
She suck me, fuck me then I left

[Hook: Fat Nick (x2)]
I’m too rich for that
Spent it, too much cash
Blew it, blew it back
Poppin’ 2, 2, 2 more xans
Syrup overfull
My chain is too, too cool
Too, too high she drool
Bitch I’m too too hot for you

[Verse 2: Pouya]
Kick me to the curb, I don’t need no one but myself
I got a Glock in my backpack and I will kindly take your health
And that’s word to Shakewell
And it occurs to me that I’m undefeated
Took a xanax and I missed a panic
‘Cause I couldn’t manage, started stumbling
Don’t shake my hand when you come up to me
I’m not really the talkative type
Baby stop trippin’, start doing that thing with your tongue
That you know that I like
These backwards rappers, going forward with my style
There’s inspiration, then there’s plagiarism my little child

[Hook: Fat Nick (x2)]
I’m too rich for that
Spent it, too much cash
Blew it, blew it back
Poppin’ 2, 2, 2 more xans
Syrup overfull
My chain is too, too cool
Too, too high she drool
Bitch I’m too too hot for you

Pouya & Fat Nick – All On Me (Drop Out Of School Album)

[Hook: Fat Nick]
I know you see my foreign zoomin’, skrrtin’ down the street
I know you see these big bankrolls, they weighing out on me
All on me, all on me
I got every type of bitch from A to Z on me
I know you see my foreign zoomin’, skrrtin’ down the street
I know you see these big bankrolls, they weighing out on me
All on me, all on me
I got every type of bitch from A to Z on me

[Verse 1: Pouya]
I got everything I think I ever wanted
Baby girl I’m begging you don’t leave me lonely
Underground Underdog never a phony
Cooling in the studio, rolling dice with my homies
Life is simple when you just come fuck with me
I can make your pussy wetter than you thought that it could be
Used to be neglected, now respected overseas
My therapist said I should never roll without my G’s

[Hook: Fat Nick]
I know you see my foreign zoomin’, skrrtin’ down the street
I know you see these big bankrolls, they weighing out on me
All on me, all on me
I got every type of bitch from A to Z on me

[Verse 2: Fat Nick]
I gon’ pull up flexing, bitch I got them dicks on me
They hate on me, they envy me
I’m spending what they make in weeks
They look at me, and jealousy
Rick Owens step they cry and weep
Got a pistol tucked in packs and we gon’ hit the street
I eat these percs and got this syrup all inside of me
223 gon’ blow your brains, sweep you off your feet
Skrrt off the Rover, it’s true
Smokin’ that 93 glue
I’m richer than you, get a clue
Diamonds so wet that they drool

[Hook: Fat Nick]
I know you see my foreign zoomin’, skrrtin’ down the street
I know you see these big bankrolls, they weighing out on me
All on me, all on me
I got every type of bitch from A to Z on me

Pouya & Fat Nick – Perfect (Drop Out Of School Album)

[Verse 1: Fat Nick]
Crashin’ dirty Rari, poppin’ percs at parties
Swervin’ Kawasaki, 30 flip a body
Keep me feeling muddy, perkys in my tummy
I don’t need no bitch, I leave my dick running
40 clip jerk out the 30
Smashing the gas, it gon’ skrrtie
VVS bleeding, they on me
Shorty keep sucking all on me
AK verging, blast, swish a pint at last
Smoke a pound of gas, Panamera smash
Diamond keep dancing real clean
Ex bitch, she ain’t over me

[Hook: Fat Nick (x2)]
40 on me, I pop it
Ate a tec, I’ma drop it
Audi Coupe, yeah I swerve it
My diamonds they dancing so perfect

[Verse 2: Pouya]
I don’t relate to nobody
The violence, the sirens, they get you excited
Never let ’em see the other side
Of me and my mind, it get deeper with time
If you jump out the line, you get back in that hoe
Underground Underdog pull out a hundred racks
Just to flex at my old high school, run it back
Get in line bitch, everybody hate
Rappers wanna run around and talk on me daily
Saying no names, yeah they talking real vaguely
Lately my mood has been bitch you can’t phase me

[Hook: Fat Nick (x2)]
40 on me, I pop it
Ate a tec, I’ma drop it
Audi Coupe, yeah I swerve it
My diamonds they dancing so perfect

Horrorshow – My Time (Bardo State Album)

[Intro: Solo]
This is my time
This is my, this is my, this is my time
Spitting my rhyme
Spitting my, spitting my, spitting my rhyme
Yeah I’m hitting my stride
Hitting my, hitting my, hitting my stride
Yeah, this is my time
This is my, this is my, this is my (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Solo]
Ain’t a damn thing funny
Some of these dudes seem to print money but they’re counterfeit
But I don’t really blame ‘em
It’s all in the game man, shit, that’s just how it is
But it do piss me off
When they run around town and they flaunt like they’re proud of it
Well you can catch me with the clique
Holding up two fingers while I tell ‘em snap out of it
Like I was being rude to the waiter
As if I’d do that, I’m a smooth operator (Operator)
None greater this side of the equator
Never cater to lowest common denominator
And we prolly never gonna make the top ten
Thinking that’s the object, then you’re wrong then
They got us locked out, so we got it locked in
So come and pop in, we can get it poppin’
Now my body filling up with the toxins
Running out of time, running out of options
Sooner or later I’ma be up in a coffin
But this is now homie, not then

[Pre-Chorus: Turquoise Prince (Solo)]
‘Cause this is my time
I can feel it weighing on my mind
Knowing it will only slow me down
(I don’t wanna wait) I don’t wanna wait
(For another day) Not another day
(I don’t wanna wait) I don’t wanna wait
‘Cause I’ve got

[Chorus: Turquoise Prince]
One foot in the grave
One foot in the car
One accelerates
And one takes me too far
One step towards the light
Still blinded by the dark
One foot in the grave
I’m right back at the start

[Verse 2: Solo]
Look
I ain’t like these rappers (I ain’t like these rappers)
They just take the easy way out
Me, I like a challenge (Me, I like a challenge)
Put the grey disc in, then I hit spin, ever since
I been tryna find a balance (Tryna find a balance)
Hoping that it all weighs out (Weighs out)
But if you’re thinking anybody gon’ remember
Where they were on the day when your CD came out?
No way, sending shots like I’m buying José
Oh word, it’s your year? You don’t say
Gotta watch out for the fakes
They just do a good impression like a Monet
In the zone like I’m throwing strikes
But it ain’t happen overnight, did it?
We been putting in the overtime
Hoping that it coincide
So I’ma start where I am
Use what I have, do what I can
And when the road zigzag, whiplash
I’ma just stick to the plan
Supply and demand, I wanna be king of New York
I wanna be big in Japan
I want the world playing this shit saying
"This right here is my jam"
See this is my time, this is your time
Can’t nobody stop you from speaking your mind
You ain’t small time, you are all time
But we could all do with a little more time
This is your time, this is my time
Come and roll up, see the dead star shine
Till all round the world, they feel the vibrations
Toast the libations, ’cause time’s a wasting

[Chorus: Turquoise Prince]
One foot in the grave
One foot in the car
One accelerates
And one takes me too far
One step towards the light
Still blinded by the dark
One foot in the grave
I’m right back at the start

[Outro: Solo]
From the front to the back and the side to the side
Everybody in the house raise your hands, get ‘em high
‘Cause the hands on the clock never stop ticking by
And say this is my time, say this is my time