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ALEX GARDNER – Yesterday’s News lyrics

Little lady,
Keep your head low.
There is a someone,
That your don’t know.
Out of the darkness,
Him you will see.
Don’t turn around now,
To run is the key.

Little lady,
Learn to let go.
But I won’t stop you, no,
When you go.
It’s all up to you now,
Do you pick me?
Don’t disappoint me,
I don’t want to leave.

I hear, what you say,
What it means, when you cry.
But nobody said, it was good..

But oh,
Where’s my darlen?
Cuz I feel like,
Maybe I’m yesterday’s news.
Cuz you do,
This to me.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah.
Now,
Where’s my darlen?
Cuz I need her,
I’m starting to feel like I’m used.
And you said,
Be with me.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah.

Oh and lateley,

LIL’ WAYNE – Prome Queen lyrics

[VERSE 1:]
I love the fancy underwear
I sit behind her every year
Waiting for the chance to get
To tell her Im the one she should be with
Shes popular with all the guys
So innocent in my eye
I could see her in my life
She wouldve had the perfect sweet man
But
See she had other plans
I could not understand
Her and her stupid friends
Varsitys biggest fans

[CHORUS:]
Never forget the day
She laughed and walked away
And I couldnt stop her
I guess she had it all
She had it all figured out
But she left me with a broken heart
Fucked around and turned me down
Cuz she didnt think I could play the part
But now the prom queen the prom queen
Is crying sittin outside of my door
See you never know how
How everything could turn around

[VERSE 2:]
Uhh
They loved her fancy underwear
Every boyfriend every year
She tried to keep em entertained
When they can hardly remember her name
She did everything she could just to
To make him love and treat her good
She found herself alone
Askin herself where did she go wrong
She didnt realize
She chased the type of guys
That dont believe in ties
Tryin to apologize
CHORUS:]
Never forget the day
She laughed and walked away
And I couldnt stop her
I guess she had it all
She had it all figured out
But she left me with a broken heart
Fucked around and turned me down
Cuz she didnt think I could play the part
But now the prom queen the prom queen
Is crying sittin outside of my door
See you never know how
How everything could turn around

She had it all figured out
But she left me with a broken heart
Fucked around and turned me down
Cuz she didnt think I could play the part
But now the prom queen the prom queen
Is crying sittin outside of my door
See you never know how
How everything could turn around

ED SHEERAN – Supermarket Flowers lyrics

I took the supermarket flowers from the windowsill
I threw the day old tea from the cup
Fucked up the photo album Matthew had made
Memories of a life that’s been loved
Took the get well soon cards and stuffed animals
Poured the old ginger been down the sink
Dad always told me, “Don’t you cry when you’re down”
But mum, there’s a tear every time that I blink

Oh I’m in pieces, it’s tearing me up, but I know
A heart that’s broke is a heart that’s been loved

So I’ll sing Hallelujah
You were an angel in the shape of my mum
When I fell down you’d be there holding me up
Spread your wings as you go
And when God takes you back we’ll say Hallelujah
You’re home

I fluffed the pillows, made the beds, stacked the chairs up
Folded your nightgowns neatly in a case
John says he’d drive then put his hand on my cheek
And wiped a tear from the side of my face

I hope that I see the world as you did cause I know
A life with love is a life that’s been lived

So I’ll sing Hallelujah
You were an angel in the shape of my mum
When I fell down you’d be there holding me up
Spread your wings as you go
And when God takes you back we’ll say Hallelujah
You’re home
Hallelujah
You were an angel in the shape of my mum
When I fell down you’d be there holding me up
Spread your wings as you go
And when God takes you back we’ll say Hallelujah
You’re home…

RYAN LESLIE – Your Not My Girl lyrics

Thats right.
Rock with me now, uh.
Give it to me like, Awh
Hey, hey, hey, c’mon thats right

I hear them talkin’ cuz they seen us around
Got them guessin’ bout what’s really going down yeah
And if they found out that we do what we do huh
Well I doubt if they believe it was true yeah

So Im thinkin’ that we should just be good friends
If we continue this way we’ll only just hurt each other
So Im thinkin’ that we should just be good friends
Go through the motions so we don’t blow our cover yeah

You can call my phone, You can swing over my way
All yo nights alone, You can come over my place
If he treats you wrong, Let me give it to you my way
Just remember that your not, your not my girl!

Indiscretion makes this love affair sweet
Without the secrets it would feel so incomplete yeah
So we should keep our quiet nights between us
So wen we chain our urgency wen we touch

So Im thinkin’ that we should just be good friends
If we continue this way we’ll only just hurt each other
So Im thinkin that we should just be good friends
Go through the motions so we dont blow our cover yeah

You can call my phone, You can swing over my way
All yo nights alone, You can come over my place
If he treats you wrong, Let me give it to you my way
Just remember that your not, your not my girl!

Now you can rap to the rhythm of the beat now dont stop
And as long as you do yourself do my job
Cuz I really like this the thing that we got, so we just
Keep a secret baby, your not my girl!

So Im hopein’ that we should just be good friends
If we continue this way we’ll only just hurt each other
So Im hopein’ that we should just be good friends
Lets just keep it a secret baby, Your not my girl!

You can call my phone, You can swing over my way
All yo nights alone, You can come over my place
If he treats you wrong, Let me give it to you my way
Just remember that your not, your not my girl!

You can call my phone, You can swing over my way
All yo nights alone, You can come over my place
If he treats you wrong, Let me give it to you my way
Just remember that your not, your not my girl!
{Fade Out}

{Lyrics by Ebaby C.}

ED SHEERAN – Tenerife lyrics

You look so wonderful in your dress
I love your hair like that
The way it falls on the side of your neck
Down your shoulders and back

We are surrounded by all of these lights
And people who talk too much
You’ve got that kind of look in your eyes
As if no one knows anything but us

And should this be the last thing I see
I want you to know it’s enough for me
Cause all that you are is all that I’ll ever need

I’m so in love, so in love
So in love, so in love

You look so beautiful in this light
Your silhouette over me
The way it brings out the blue in your eyes
Is the Tenerife sea

And all of the voices surrounding us here
They just fade out when you take a breath
Just say the word and I will disappear
Into the wilderness

And should this be the last thing I see
I want you to know it’s enough for me
Cause all that you are is all that I’ll ever need

I’m so in love, so in love
So in love, so in love

Lumiere, darling
Lumiere over me [x6]

And should this be the last thing I see
I want you to know it’s enough for me
Cause all that you are is all that I’ll ever need

I’m so in love, so in love
So in love, love, love, love,
So in love

You look so wonderful in your dress
I loved your hair like that
And in the moment I knew you best

SATURDAYS – Work lyrics

Baby the harder you work
The further you get with me, with me
I think you can, I think you can

Turn up, prepare and make sure
That you can keep up with me, with me
I think you can, I think you can

But be aware I always get what I deserve
Keep your focus, keep your nerve
Ready, set, go

Pick up the pace and step on it
Rip up the place if you want it
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

I got the goods and I want you
Put your boots on, baby get to
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

I tend to get what I want to
Are you starting to see, to see?
I think you do, I think you do

It’s time for you to step up
If you want to be with me, with me
I think you do, I think you do

But don’t go slow, that is not the way we play
Slowly ain’t my kinda game
Ready, set, go

Pick up the pace and step on it
Rip up the place if you want it
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

I got the goods and I want you
Put your boots on, baby get to
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

Well, it’s up to you how far we take this
Yes it’s up to you so take the lead
And it’s up to you so tell me what I gotta sign
Waiting at the finish line, baby ready, set, go

Pick up the pace and step on it
Rip up the place if you want it
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

I got the goods and I want you
Put your boots on, baby get to
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

Pick up the pace and step on it
Rip up the place if you want it
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

I got the goods and I want you
Put your boots on, baby get to
Work, work, you know you gotta work, work

Work, work, you know you gotta work, work
You know you gotta work, work

JORDAN PRUITT – What A Feeling lyrics

Ooh…

I can feel your eyes from across the room
Like a magnet pulling me close to you
And I can’t fight back
All that I can do is give in

You can catch my breath as you reach for me
No I won’t hold back any piece of me
‘Cause we’re face to face
Can you feel the beat of my heart?

What a feeling (what a feeling, feeling)
What a feeling (what a feeling, feeling)
I feel the passion
Let it happen tonight
What a feeling, feeling
What a feeling, feeling

Yeah we’ve come so far that we can’t stop now
There’s a fire inside that we can’t put out
And you take me high
So I can’t touch down anymore

What a feeling (what a feeling, feeling)
What a feeling (what a feeling, feeling)
I feel the passion
Let it happen tonight

What a feeling (what a feeling, feeling)
What a feeling (what a feeling, feeling)
I feel the passion
Let it happen tonight
What a feeling, feeling
What a feeling, feeling

Yeah the beats so hot that we just let go
And I’m so far gone I could lose my soul
So close your eyes
Let the music take control

What a feeling (what a feeling, feeling)
What a feeling (what a feeling, feeling)
I feel the passion
Let it happen tonight

What a feeling (what a feeling, feeling)
What a feeling (what a feeling, feeling)
I feel the passion
Let it happen tonight
What a feeling, feeling tonight
What a feeling, feeling tonight

Yeah the beats so hot that we just let go
And I’m so far gone I could lose my soul
What a feeling, feeling tonight

ED SHEERAN – Happier lyrics

Walking down 29th and park
I saw you in another’s arms
Only a month we’ve been apart
You look happier

Saw you walk inside a bar
He said something to make you laugh
I saw that both your smiles were twice as wide as ours
Yeah, you look happier, you do

Ain’t nobody hurt you like I hurt you
But ain’t nobody love you like I do
Promise that I will not take it personal, baby
If you’re moving on with someone new

‘Cause baby you look happier, you do
My friends told me one day I’ll feel it too
And until then I’ll smile to hide the truth
But I know I was happier with you

Sat on the corner of the room
Everything’s reminding me of you
Nursing an empty bottle and telling myself you’re happier
Aren’t you?

Ain’t nobody hurt you like I hurt you
But ain’t nobody need you like I do
I know that there’s others that deserve you
But my darling, I am still in love with you

But I guess you look happier, you do
My friends told me one day I’d feel it too
And until then I’ll smile to hide the truth
But I know I was happier with you

Baby, you look happier, you do
I know one day you’d fall for someone new
But if breaks your heart like lovers do
Just know that I’ll be smiling here for you…

NICOLE SCHERZINGER – Say Yes lyrics

Tell me yes, tell me yes
Tell me you like it boy
Tell me I make it good
I wanna hear you say yes yes yes
I’m the only one
That you’re thinking of
I wanna hear you say

When the lights go down
Feelings come around
Do you think of me
Do you picture me
Do you like it baby
Call me boy, daddy
All up in your ear, ear
What you wanna hear

Boy I’m not afraid to give everything
Take it like it’s yours
Do you want mylove as much as I want yours
Baby tell me if I
If I’m doing you right
Cuz I need to hear it boy

Tell me yes, tell me yes
Tell me you like it boy
Tell me I make it good
I wanna hear you say yes yes yes
I’m the only one
That you’re thinking of
I wanna hear you say
Tell me I’m the one that you love
Tell me I’m your one and only
I’m your one and only

I let you feel on me
Let that your fantasy put you in control
Pleasure to your soul, soul

Boy I’m not afraid to give everything
Take it like it’s yours
Do you want my love as much as I want yours
Baby tell me if I
If I’m doing you right
Cuz I need to hear it boy

Tell me yes, tell me yes
Tell me you like it boy
Tell me I make it good
I wanna hear you say yes yes yes I’m the only one
That you’re thinking of
I wanna hear you say
Tell me I’m the one that you love
Tell me I’m your one and only
I’m your one and only

Baby, just keep on loving me right
Never let go of me
Baby, you keep this fire alive
I’m giving you all of me

Tell me yes, tell me yes
Tell me you like it boy
Tell me I make it good
I wanna hear you say
Say, say, say I’m the only one
That aint thinking of
I wanna hear you say
Tell me I’m the one that you love
Tell me I’m your one and only
I’m your one and only
Tell me I’m the one that you love
Tell me I’m your one and only
I’m your one and only

Yung Lean – Vendetta Lyrics

[Chorus]
Chop a vendetta

Leandoer shawty
Stars on my face I’m letting go of my old ways
Chop a vendetta
I’m blown she want my whole brain

[Verse 1]
Fendi bags upon my back
Italian
Standin with my brother on a roof
I think I see the storm

Stars upon my neck I’m sipping bourbon

When they see me all scream my surname (Leandoer)

[Chorus]
Chop a vendetta

Leandoer shawty
Stars on my face I’m letting go of my old ways
Chop a vendetta
I’m blown she want my whole brain

[Bridge]
They all wanna
They all wanna know
How I pull up in

[Verse 2]

[Chorus]
Chop a vendetta

Leandoer shawty
Stars on my face I’m letting go of my old ways
Chop a vendetta
I’m blown she want my whole brain

Bruno Mars – That’s What I Like

Hey, hey, hey
I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby girl, what’s hatnin’?
You and your ass invited
So gon’ and get to clappin’
Go pop it for a pimp, pop-pop it for me
Turn around and drop it for a pimp, drop-drop it for me
I’ll rent a beach house in Miami
Wake up with no jammies (nope)
Lobster tail for dinner
Julio serve that scampi
You got it if you want it, got, got it if you want it
Said you got it if you want it, take my wallet if you want it, now

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewel be shining so bright
Strawberry champagne all night
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

I’m talkin’ trips to Puerto Rico
Say the word and we go
You can be my freaka
Girl, I’ll be a fleeko, mamacita
I will never make a promise that I can’t keep
I promise that your smile ain’t gon’ never leave
Shopping sprees in Paris
Everything twenty-four karats (twenty-four karats)
Take a look in that mirror (take a look)
Now tell me who’s the fairest
Is it you? (is it you?) is it me? (is it me?)
Say it’s us (say it’s us) and I’ll agree, baby

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewel be shining so bright
Strawberry champagne all night
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

You say you want a good time
Well here I am baby, here I am baby
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, tell me what’s on your mind
What’s on your mind
If you want it, girl, come and get it
All this is here for you
Tell me baby, tell me, tell me baby
What you tryna do

Cool jewel be shining so bright
Strawberry champagne all night
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Life of Dillon – Rocks

[Intro]
Oh rocks, I got lots of them
They keep throwing and missing me
It said "I’ve been building castles [?] since I was seventeen"

Lord, knows I still ain’t rich, and I’ll wear the same old jeans
But the rocks that they keep throwing, are not the ones that built my dreams
The rocks that they keep throwing, are not the ones that built my dreams, yeah

Hey!
The rocks that they keep throwing, are not the ones that built my dreams, yeah (hey!)

[Verse 1]
I could barely singing, but I just [?]
Met some dudes from out of town
Shotgun a couch where’s top the floor
Couldn’t afford a studio
So I used up all my student loan
Turned the attic into a starship, but I call it home

[Pre-Chorus: 0:53 – 1:10?]
Say we don’t rent a ship
Don’t know we buy and we build
Like star glows
But left behind something real in
[?]
She’s stolen the only key
That cuts me open

[Chorus 1]
Rocks, I got lots of them
They keep throwing and missing me
It said "I’ve been building castles [?] since I was seventeen"

Lord, knows I still ain’t rich, and I’ll wear the same old jeans
But the rocks that they keep throwing, are not the ones that built my dreams
The rocks that they keep throwing, are not the ones that built my dreams, yeah

Hey!
The rocks that they keep throwing, are not the ones that built my dreams, yeah(hey!)

[Verse 2: 1:40 – 2:00?]
[?] , now you want in
She’s funny to me
[?], like it’s nothing
Hit the ground running

‘Cause I remember how it started out
Three of us sitting on a couch
Chop in the studio, [to the la-a-and?]
Both members wanted me out

[Chorus 2]
Oh-ohh rocks I got lots of them
But they wanna see me drowning
With my hands above the water
Our head’s above average

[Verse 3]
I know it ain’t the safe place
But we come from the same place
I wish you were here but our time is fa-a-ast
And I’m so far away (oh-oh-ohh)

[Chorus 1]
Rocks, I got lots of them
They keep throwing and missing me
It said "I’ve been building castles [?] since I was seventeen"

Lord, knows I still ain’t rich, and I’ll wear the same old jeans
But the rocks that they keep throwing, are not the ones that built my dreams
The rocks that they keep growing, are not the ones that built my dreams, yeah

[Outro]
Hey!
The rocks that they keep throwing, are not the ones that built my dreams, yeah (hey!)

Hey!
The rocks that they keep throwing, are not the ones that built my dreams, yeah …

Gallant – Talking To Myself

I’ve been talking to myself lately
I’m asking for advice, oh
I’ve been slowly loosening my grip on this reality
Tongue-tied, the dominoes break
So won’t you lend me your faith?
I’ve been talking to myself lately, ooh
I’ve been talking to myself, ooh
Earthbound, and scatter-brained
Can I thrive on pocket change?
I’ve been talking to myself lately, ooh
I’ve been whispering to ghosts lately
I’m begging for more time, oh
Before I’m buried deeper in the trenches of insanity
Oh, feed me a piece of my mind
I’ve been talking to myself lately, ooh
I’ve been talking to myself, ooh
Earthbound and scatter-brained
Can I thrive on pocket change?
I’ve been talking to myself lately, ooh
Oh, how’d my own molecules forsake me?
Atoms chained behind my back
I should be bold, I should be bold in my logic and reasoning
But I just calculate my intentions
I hope that won’t follow me to my old age
I’m a moss-covered stone on a foothill
And I’m tumbling, tumbling
I’ve been talking to myself lately, ooh
I’ve been talking to myself, ooh
Earthbound and scatter-brained
Can I thrive on pocket change?
I’ve been talking to myself lately, ooh

Sean Paul – Tek Weh Yuh Heart (feat. Tory Lanez)

[Intro: Sean Paul & Tory Lanez]
Tek weh yuh heart girl, I got your call
Yeah you know I don’t waste no time
Tek weh yuh heart girl, I got your call
Put it on so nothing change your mind

[Verse 1: Sean Paul]
I, I
If you need I can stay, stay for tonight
Leave your keys, can you please turn off these lights?
I’m lovin’ you for the moment and oh, good life

[Pre-Chorus: Sean Paul & Tory Lanez]
I lay with you, make myself at home
Make you feel like you’re in control
Take my time, I’m gon’ take it slow
Make you feel like I’m in control
I’m on it, keepin’ you ’til the mornin’ time
I make you want it, sexy ladies

[Chorus: Tory Lanez & Sean Paul]
Slow baby, when you wine pon it
Slow baby, when you wine pon it
Woah baby, when you wine pon it
Slow baby, when you wine pon it
Come next to me
Love when you next to me
You’re gonna be the death of me
Be your destiny, flex with me
Slow baby, when you wine pon it
Tek weh yuh heart girl, I got your call
Tek weh yuh heart girl, me a tell you from start
Slow baby, when you wine pon it
Tek weh yuh heart girl, I got your call
Tek weh yuh heart girl, me a tell you from start

[Verse 2: Sean Paul]
I’ma tell you what I promise
Come with me, I’ll leave it so weak
Girl, you know I’m the novice
Gotta get you before you get me

[Pre-Chorus: Sean Paul & Tory Lanez]
I lay with you, make myself at home
Make you feel like you’re in control
Take my time, I’m gon’ take it slow
Make you feel like I’m in control
I’m on it, keepin’ you ’til the mornin’ time
I make you want it, sexy ladies

[Chorus: Tory Lanez & Sean Paul]
Slow baby, when you wine pon it
Slow baby, when you wine pon it
Woah baby, when you wine pon it
Slow baby, when you wine pon it
Come next to me
Love when you next to me
You’re gonna be the death of me
Be your destiny, flex with me
Slow baby, when you wine pon it
Tek weh yuh heart girl, I got your call
Tek weh yuh heart girl, me a tell you from start
Slow baby, when you wine pon it
Tek weh yuh heart girl, I got your call
Tek weh yuh heart girl, me a tell you from start

[Verse 3: Tory Lanez & Sean Paul]
I, I been on this for more than I wanted, you know I’m on
If it’s on ’til the morning, let me know, I’m on
Baby, you know I don’t wanna waste no time (Baby girl)
But it don’t take nothing to say you’re mine again
I wanna take all the time that I got with you
I could change your mind
My girl, I’m on it, keeping you ’til the morning time
I make you want it
Sexy ladies

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Slow baby, when you wine pon it
Slow baby, when you wine pon it
Woah baby, when you wine pon it
Slow baby, when you wine pon it
Come next to me
Love when you next to me
You’re gonna be the death of me
Be your destiny, flex with me
Slow baby, when you wine pon it

Jason Aldean – Any Ol’ Barstool

I guess you heard I was pedal to the metal on a downhill slide
Girl, you know those rumors get to flyin’ in a town this size
No, I didn’t feel a thing when you threw that ring and slammed the door
If you wanna know the truth you gotta go straight to the source

Ask any ol’ barstool in this town
Ask my new found party crowd
Sure I take more Jack in my coke now
A little more high in my smoke now
Sure I stay ’til they’re all long gone
And I take the long way home
But I ain’t sittin’ ’round
Tryin’ to drown the thought of you
Ask any ol’ barstool

I can finally stretch out in our king size bed if I make it that far
But fillin’ in all these blanks you left isn’t all that hard
No, I ain’t wonderin’ where you been or who you been with
I guess you didn’t hurt me half as bad as you think you did

Ask any ol’ barstool in this town
Ask my new found party crowd
Sure I take more Jack in my coke now
A little more high in my smoke now
Sure I stay ’til they’re all long gone
And I take the long way home
But I ain’t sittin’ ’round
Tryin’ to drown the thought of you
Ask any ol’ barstool

Yeah, you think I’m down and out, hidin’ out, hell-bent crazy
But that ain’t me, baby

Ask any ol’ barstool in this town
Ask my new found party crowd
Sure I take more Jack in my coke now
But I’m a long way from broke down
Sure I stay ’til they’re all long gone
And I take the long way home
But I ain’t sittin’ ’round
Tryin’ to drown the thought of you
Ask any ol’ barstool
Ask any ol’ barstool

I guess you heard I was pedal to the metal on a downhill slide

wifisfuneral – Hell On Earth

[Hook]
Hide my face from the world
I disappear like a magician
Now my world had done swirled
I fade to black look where I’m at this hell on earth is a curse
I stage diving ghost riding the whip then right in reverse ya, look

[Verse]
Excuse me mama I ain’t mean to ball
I ain’t mean to sell Xans but the bands was calling
Late night on the creep till my demons call me
Jesus called me please get off me
Boy karma ain’t a bitch she just breathing softly
Wait but I can’t disrespect so led me to sorry ay
I apologize I just need a conscience man
Lost in your sauce so the deeper I get into
Shit I can’t recall the last time I was forgetful
Falling on a thin line I might hurt you
Praying for the best open chest with a flesh wound
Color of my dream with a beam looking red too
Friends turning to a faded page when I met you
Oh please don’t make me feel regretful
My pride won’t let me run up in you
But my gosh nigga please don’t feel testful
Empty out my schedule
Making plans? Wow so I guess we down to earth too
Down to Earth man, these roots gonna hurt you
Praying five times so I hope that it will bless you
Sitting contemplating on my life in a restroom
Coming live vibe I just die so regretful
I said coming live vibe I just die so regretful

[Hook]
Hide my face from the world
I disappear like a magician
Now my world had done swirled
Fade to black look where I’m at this hell on earth is a curse
I stage diving ghost riding the whip then right in reverse

watt – Burning Man (feat. Post Malone)

[Chorus: watt]
Baby, got the beat that won’t stop the feeling, get stronger
Baby, got the hand that keeps feeding me, no more hunger
Get high, get lost in paradise
This feeling’s all we got tonight
Baby, I’m a burning man, baby
Burning man, baby

[Verse 1: Post Malone]
I felt something I never had before
I’m paranoid, I keep peaking out the peephole
On the mothership, sippin’ on some Pinot
In the mirror, I see a mess of people
I sped off and landed in Nevada
What happened next just don’t really matter
Can’t take everything, seems so scattered
Taste hold in my breath like asphalt
Hey, and I’m all out of tequila
And me and little mama drop more acid than a beetle
I’m trippin’ too hard I had to ditch out on the dealer
Hop in the El Dorado, I’mma see you señorita

[Chorus: watt]
Baby, got the beat that won’t stop the feeling, get stronger
Baby, got the hand that keeps feeding me, no more hunger
Get high, get lost in paradise
This feeling’s all we got tonight
Baby, I’m a burning man, baby
Burning man, baby

[Verse 2: watt]
I didn’t want it, but fuck it, I guess I’m really in it
Blood is rushing, my heart is going a mile a minute
My beastin’ mojo is rising, forever 27
I say hello to heaven, yeah yeah
Five days in and I lost my soul
All these women and all these drugs
Find myself when I lost control
Who knew a bad trip could be beautiful?

[Chorus: watt]
Baby, got the beat that won’t stop the feeling, get stronger
Baby, got the hand that keeps feeding me, no more hunger
Get high, get lost in paradise
This feeling’s all we got tonight
Baby, I’m a burning man, baby
Burning man, baby

[Break]

[Refrain: watt]
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: watt]
Baby, got the beat that won’t stop the feeling, get stronger
Baby, got the hand that keeps feeding me, no more hunger
Get high, get lost in paradise
This feeling’s all we got tonight
Baby, I’m a burning man, baby
Burning man, baby

Termanology – Looking Back

[Hook: CrushBoys]
All alone I stay in my room, waiting for something
Waiting for someone
To bring me out this misery I call home
But it’s not there problem
I stare in the mirror
I’m looking back
I’m looking back, I’m looking back

[Verse 1]
Sitting in this room, playing on my Nintendo
Stomach rumbling cuz my mother’s family been broke
She left me with my grandma, she’s schizophrenic and mental
And she smoked three packs, and she ain’t open up the window
Struggling with asthma, one room apartment
Room full of smoke while grandma talked to the wall
And she would scream at the air
So everybody laughed, but I held her by the hand cuz she was all that I had
And this was Lawrence, Mass
My toilet seat filled with napkins
Cuz it’s only one bathroom to share with the crackheads
Holes in the mattress, my clothes is disastrous
Hallway smelling like crack and burnt plastic
Even though this the past, the memories still vivid
Getting kicked out of school and getting whipped in the kitchen
And none of this is fiction, different or false written
Just the autobiography of a man on a mission

[Hook]
All alone I stay in my room, waiting for something
Waiting for someone
To bring me out this misery I call home
But it’s not there problem
I stare in the mirror
I’m looking back
I’m looking back, I’m looking back

[Verse 2]
Thinking back to 9 years old, I can remember
Flashbacks of this pimp O, beating my Aunt Heather
Jeans in a small sweater, she would creep thru the hall fed up
Looking to smoke a rock so she could feel all better
Now I’m all grown and more hungry than ever
More humble and cleaver
It’s all coming together
Been thru the storm weather
Consistent by all measures, but sick of this small cheddar
I’m here for the lost treasure
Tryna stay on my grind while praying all of the time
Each day I’m making a climb but taking it as a sign
Your only given one life, make it something divine
Have faith & take the design of satan out of ya mind
Snakes and fake friends, know how to hate & pretent
Thats why I got me some plans
To save up hundreds of bands
Buy me some properties, some businesses and some land
And bust it down to my fam
I hustle hard as I can

[Hook]
All alone I stay in my room, waiting for something
Waiting for someone
To bring me out this misery I call home
But it’s not there problem
I stare in the mirror
I’m looking back
I’m looking back, I’m looking back

Lud Foe – In & Out

[Intro:]
Aye, Bitch
Outwest 290 Shit nigga
You know how im rocking nigga
Get yo guns up, Get yo funds up
You on that opp shit, Get mop stick Bitch
No Hooks, Aye
4CH Solid Gang, Catch a body gang
Aye, Aye, Aye

[Verse 1: Lud Foe]
I dropped out of school
Started selling dog food
Catch the biggest pistol even though i was a small dude
I’ll get your block hot
50 Shots out this AK
You diss on my name, you get smoked on the same day
We do a hit, We hit your block the same way
You niggas broke, Tell me how yall wanna gang bang
Ridin’ Round with two baby ninas
I feel like Max Payne
Serving Caine, Baby i’m trapping
I’m selling everything
I gotta watch my back
I know these niggas out to get me
So i bought a mac
You better know i got it with me
Bag on ya head, On ya head
It’s a mill ticket
Stuntin’ On these niggas
They don’t like it gotta deal with it
He pillow talked the bitch
You know she still let me hit it
Pistol to the party
Security let me in with it
I [?] The Glock, Bitch i’m heuy
With this F&N
I cruise up the block, While im listening to many men
If you a opp, we gone put this hot shit on you
I got 30 shots, Make me put this mop stick on you
Laser beam, Make you think chicken pox was on you
You get robbed, Now we going in them pockets on you
He a plug but he snitching
He put sockets on you
I love fucking thick bitches
I fuck skinney bitches too
Love riding 26’s, Ride 24’s too
Homicide would you take a life?
Would you really shoot?
You on some tough shit, We on some young shit
Let us through
100 niggas jump you
Thats 200 feet stomping you
Treat a nigga like he ricky, Make me put this pump to you
Went from recording out the closet room
And using Fruity Loops
Me and Kid Wonder [?]
Always had juice
Let this tec loose
All up in your head like moose
I got my [?] ’45 catch you on some drunk shit
I collect checks from these hoes
On my don Juan Shit
Got that check fucked it off, like it really wasn’t shit
Alot of niggas run they mouth
They dont really run shit
You ain’t did what i did
Bitch you never done shit
I’m smoking goat piss
That shit that have me high in one hit
You wanna rap beef, and tell fairy tails bout me
Real street nigga, i got all the killers round me
Fake ass nigga, how could you be real aroud me
And if im hungry bitch
You better not eat a meal aroud me
Hard shells hit your Soft Shells, now you ground beef
Flipping work, It do cartwheels when its round me
She can’t swim
She gone fuck around and drown round me
Im the center niggas can’t get a rebound round me
Alot of Pussy niggas tryna’ smile
When i come around
But they smiles turn upside down when im not around
Cruising tough behind the ’10
Load the pistol in my reef
Better hustle like your broke
If you don’t chew a leash
Put some muscle in your grind, down the line you’ll see
I was young, always kept a [?] On the side of me
Leaving school every second, just to go and serve a P
I had good grades cuz i used to sell my teacher weed
Put the Dre Beats on, Then i hit the studio
Spitting straight dope
[?] On a blow
Baby imma pimp
I break out the laws on a hoe
Fuck her once then get ghost
Go AWOL on a hoe
Heavy traffic, so i put some berkeley bars on the door
’22 Glock loaded up with 22 shots
For this knot
Bitch i scrapped up every angle in the pot
All these rap niggas actors
Always claiming shit they not
Picked my boogers
So my bankroll covered up with snot
She ain’t love me, But She love me now
Cuz im getting Guop
Since in getting funds
Hoes say i’m acting funny now
All my niggas rob, boy you better not pull your money out
Reached in and had them thought i was gone pull the bunny out
It’s a hot car
Only drive it when its sunny out
They was laughing at me
I dont think they think its funny now
Black and yellow bumble bee
I parked it at my honey house
Bitch i’m from chicago, I be all across the country now
Sleeping on a palet when i lived in granny house
I had ambition and tuition to make it out
It was rough for me
Other rappers took the safter route
Being Hard Headed really Made me wanna listen now
Thinking bout the shit i could’ve had but i was missing out
Old heads lay some knowledge on you, if you hear it out
Say the game should be sold
But to me they give it out
Call my plug for the birds, he gone bring the pigeons out
Used to have a girlfriend
I fuck plenty women now
Im not a many men
I won’t give a hoe a minute now
At my trap house, dope feinds running in and out

John Mayer – Still Feel Like Your Man (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

[Intro]
I still feel like your man
I still feel like your man
I still feel
I still feel
I still feel like your man

[Verse 1]
The prettiest girl in the room she wants me
I know because she told me so
She says come over
I’d like to get to know you
But I just don’t think I can

[Chorus]
‘Cause I still feel like your man
Still feel like your man
I still feel like your man
Still feel like your man
I still feel like your man

[Verse 2]
I still keep your shampoo in my shower
In case you wanna wash your hair
And I know that you probably found yourself someone somewhere
But I do not really care
‘Cause as long as it is there

[Chorus]
I still feel like your man
Still feel like your man
I still feel like your man
Still feel like your man

[Bridge]
Still like the letters in your name and how they feel, babe
Still think I’m never gonna find another you
Still like to leave the party early and go home, babe
And don’t you know, babe
I’d rather sit here on my own and be alone, babe

[Chorus]
‘Cause I still feel like your man
Still feel like your man
I still feel like your man
Still feel like your man

Reo Cragun – Peso

[Verse 1]
I put the work in on the Monday to the Sunday
When you do it with the passion all the money comin’
I’ve been shufflin’ the offers I ain’t stressin’ nothin’
Now my brother hit me : "Nigga when you album comin’?"
On the way, I’m on my way
You gotta love it
[?] post it up
I get the buckets
Now overtime [?] used to love me but it’s hard to trust it
I just got here you would think I had the easy button
That’s off top, nigga benzel rock
Put me in a ring I’ll make ’em tap out like The Rock
If you talkin’ bands I need that in advance
Pull up with my partners and they all do dance

[Hook]
Yeah they go crazy over pesos
They need it now that cannot wait up
Yeah they go crazy for the pesos
They lose their brain over bankroll
Yeah they go crazy over pesos
They need it now that cannot wait up
Yeah they go crazy for the pesos
They lose their brain over bankroll (Yeah)

[Verse 2 ]
Keep it comin’ yeah I love when my pockets [?]
Runnin’ runnin’ then I cut the money with my brothers
I need the [?] give a fuck about a nigga [?]
22 I had the winter feeling like the summer
Oh Lord labels ringin’ searching out the man
[?]
Hit the burners he from another planet
God damnit don’t pen it
You know a nigga plan it
I just got here you would think a youngin’ been around it
That’s off top they threw the kid the love
Put me in the ring they better throw the kid the guap
If we talkin’ cash, we blow the money fast
Pull up with the whole team, all do dance

[Hook]
Yeah they go crazy over pesos
They need it now that cannot wait up
Yeah they go crazy for the pesos
They lose their brain over bankroll
Yeah they go crazy over pesos
They need it now that cannot wait up
Yeah they go crazy for the pesos
They lose their brain over bankroll (Yeah)

[Bridge]
Now we done sleep until we get the buggin’
We chase the money like it’s runnin’ from us
I need a 100, need a 100 racks
Oh, yeah-yeah, oh yeah-yeah
Oh my goodness yeah I love it, love it
No, don’t you ever try to take it from us
I need a 100, need a 100 racks
Need a 100 pesos

[Hook]
Yeah they go crazy over pesos
They need it now that cannot wait up
Yeah they go crazy for the pesos
They lose their brain over bankroll
Yeah they go crazy over pesos
They need it now that cannot wait up
Yeah they go crazy for the pesos
They lose their brain over bankroll (Yeah)

YFN Lucci – Ammunition (feat. Trae Pound)

[Hook: YFN Trae Pound & YFN Lucci]
Ok you know I’m with it
On every mission you know we ain’t missing, yeah
And you know we having ammunition
Know my finger itching
Know I keep that pistol on me like it’s a tradition
I swear we barely had a pot to piss in
We were barely living
We were tryna get it
Anybody get it
Yeah, now we havin’ a whole lot of ammunition, yeah
Now we having a whole lot of hammers with me, yeah

[Verse 1: YFN Trae Pound]
Ok that draco with that drum will leave a nigga numb, huh
Hundred rounds get it done, all kinds of guns, huh
Like a pawn shop, thought I was with Jada way my trunk rocked up
Big called, cook it up, he say it’s all locked up
All heavy artillery, very high up at the embassy
The paralyzed feeling me
Who is he? Pound a fly nigga in town
Play ‘round with me at 12, by 3 he was found
Two two three take a tree down, we smoke a tree down
Let your bitch catch my kids, yeah that’s a rebound
Caught her on the rebound

[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
Might smoke a pound with Pound
A hundred rounds out of town
Like fifty thou for my crown
I told him boy better not play some’
Get your face done
All black, looking like Akon
With more than eight guns
Said these bullets bigger than [?]
Living wet as a pond
Pull out that problem, give ‘em something to hate on
My nigga better to beat the trial yeah, they gon’ hate on ‘em
And if I want you dead I get my boys to lay on ‘em
Where I come from niggas got a lot of hunger
If you got it they gon’ want you
So you gotta keep it on you

[Hook: YFN Trae Pound & YFN Lucci]
Ok you know I’m with it
On every mission you know we ain’t missing, yeah
And you know we having ammunition
Know my finger itching
Know I keep that pistol on me like it’s a tradition
I swear we barely had a pot to piss in
We were barely living
We were tryna get it
Anybody get it
Yeah, now we havin’ a whole lot of ammunition, yeah
Now we having a whole lot of hammers with me, yeah

[Verse 3: YFN Lucci & YFN Trae Pound]
Drum, draco holding a drum
Nigga we got plenty drums
Two two three got drums nigga
We pull up with drums, where you from nigga?
Yeah if you ain’t from ‘round here you better not come nigga, yeah
Balmain with them shines in ‘em
Know we riding with ‘em
Probably never ride rental, only if we slidin’ in ‘em, yeah
We got so many Glocks, three fifty-seven blocks
Three fifty-seven pops, and everybody drops
You already know what’s happening ho
Pull up with like twenty MACS like we robbed the Apple Store
Fill a nigga up with the pump like we in Amoco
Rapper of the year, slayin’ trapper of the year
I get that pack, it disappear
See this the fastest one right here
And I don’t like to front, but yeah my engine in the rear
If I get mentioned in you killed
Big fence around the crib, I got your pension in my ear
Keep your distance, I don’t feel ya
Aye Pound got that AR, and that R8
Know I’m in that I8 with that 308, don’t violate
Broad day, shootout broad day
We can go all day
I go to sleep, wake up the same way

[Hook: YFN Trae Pound & YFN Lucci]
Ok you know I’m with it
On every mission you know we ain’t missing, yeah
And you know we having ammunition
Know my finger itching
Know I keep that pistol on me like it’s a tradition
I swear we barely had a pot to piss in
We were barely living
We were tryna get it
Anybody get it
Yeah, now we havin’ a whole lot of ammunition, yeah
Now we having a whole lot of hammers with me, yeah

[Outro: YFN Lucci]
Drum, draco holding a drum
Nigga we got plenty drums
Two two three got drums nigga
We pull up with drums, where you from nigga?
We pull up with drums, where you from nigga?

Snoop Dogg – Promise You This

[Intro]
Say man that nigga promised me a record deal man
That nigga promised me he was gon’ come over man and do some things with me man
That nigga Snoop Dogg promised me, man the nigga promised a whole lotta stuff man
But he didn’t come through man
Look nigga, I’ma promise you this

[Hook]
One thing I never do is promise motherfuckers shit but I’ma promise you this
With your hand up you need to man up, lil’ bitch
I’ma promise you this

[Verse 1]
Nigga had to walk ’bout four days
These niggas actin’ like hoes nowadays
When I was young I used to hustle for my own shit
A 20 nigga slanging with them insane crips
I made my way out they call me Snoop Eastwood
Didn’t forget where I came from, went back to the hood
Signed niggas, gave jobs and I made bail
And kept a lot of motherfuckers from goin’ back to jail
Retail, [?] OG’s won’t tell
Oh yeah they will, oh yeah they will
But I paid no mind I get back on my grind
I had a football dream to have a football league and I did that

[Hook]
One thing I never do is promise motherfuckers shit but I’ma promise you this
With your hand up you need to man up, lil’ bitch
I’ma promise you this
One thing I never do is promise motherfuckers shit but I’ma promise you this
With your hand up you need to man up, lil’ bitch
I’ma promise you this

[Verse 2]
Niggas said somethiing outta place, dawg
I’ma let it go, I can’t catch a case dawg
These motherfuckers prayin’ on my downfall
I run the paint when it comes to this roundball
See I’m a legendary nigga doin’ legendary shit
Smoking on the blunt with your temporary bitch
One thing’s for certain, two thangs for sho
I’m a Long Beach nigga everywhere that I go
If I do, if I don’t, if I will, if I won’t
See time is money and it’s the first of the month
Quit actin’ funny my nigga
And go get your money my nigga
He do, 3, 2

[Hook]
One thing I never do is promise motherfuckers shit but I’ma promise you this
With your hand up you need to man up, lil’ bitch
I’ma promise you this
One thing I never do is promise motherfuckers shit but I’ma promise you this
With your hand up you need to man up, lil’ bitch
I’ma promise you this

[Outro]
Say man (I’ma promise you this)
Look I don’t even promise my wife or my kids nothin’
So what I look like promising you something nigga (I’ma promise you this)
Look here you need to get a get something

[Hook]
One thing I never do is promise motherfuckers shit but I’ma promise you this
With your hand up you need to man up, lil’ bitch
I’ma promise you this

Meek Mill – King

Money make the world go round
And all the pretty girls go down
And I still roll round through my old hood in my new whip
All white ghost I call it my cool whip
Hundred on my neck lookin’ like I move bricks
My life is like a movie, every day a new script
And ain’t it funny how this money make a mood switch
`Cause they be talkin’ beef, I be up in Ruth’s Chris

Who is this at the door, I think it’s the devil don’t let him in
Just rap and take my niggas to places we never been
And when it comes to cake I get it like Entenmann’s
With the heart of a lion, no lyin’ I never been
No folks for these fuck boys
On my second mil and I ain’t talkin’ lunch boy
Glock 30 ridin’ dirty in this tuck boy
`Cause I could treat you like a prison get you touched boy
No homo
Before I had a deal I was poppin’, no promo
All of a sudden all these bad bitches want a photo
M’s in my account and M’s in the logo
So every time I spend a hundred K I scream YOLO

Young kings, young kings
I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
Rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame

Crowns on my wrist and my head
And Ima ball hard in this bitch ‘til I’m dead
It’s money on my mind, make me put it on your head
And have your own homies lookin’ at you like you’re bread
Tryna eat nigga, I’m from Philly so you know I play for keeps nigga
Six pallbearers, six feet deep nigga
No insurance you been sitting six weeks nigga
Big 40 knock you right up out your sneaks nigga
Young kings, all I know is one thing
Live life, one dream, started in the drug game
Where they never make it out unless you got a gun gang
Walkin’ through my city but it’s lookin’ like I run things
Runnin’ shit, diarrhea
And ever since my dad died I ran out of fear
G5 through the sky boy we outta here
Sippin P&J fresh from out the PJ

Young kings, young kings
I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
Rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame

I still wake up go and get it, youngin’ on a mission
‘Cause when niggas was eating they left me to do the dishes
But I’m different, I still put ‘em on just to show ‘em right
I used to be the dark child but now I glow at night
I keep a milli by my side because we both alike
Try and keep that nigga out the field `cause he be throwin’ white

Dishin’ d, tryna get rich as me
I’m worth a couple million man that shit was meant to be
20 gold chains on, shit I think I’m Mr. T
If I could live my life again I wouldn’t do it differently
Prolly bring my father back, just so he could witness me
Back up in my zone I swear my haters is history
Bitches say they missin’ me, I never fall for it
`Cause they just miss the money, they know I go hard for it
And if my niggas need it, I tell ‘em come for it
‘Cause when it comes to me, they shootin’ like a small forward, swish

Young kings, young kings
I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
Rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame

Kid Ink – High Signin’ (feat. Jay 305, Ad, & Jay Ant)

[Intro]
Lil Rece produced it, Lil Rece produced it

[Hook: Jay Ant]x2
Yeah, keep on shinin
Yeah, keep on shinin
Keep, keep on gridin
Keep keep on gridin
Yeah, high sign, high sign, high signin

[Bridge: Jay Ant]
Yeah, the more money that I make, the more these niggas hate
More money that I make, more hoes I gotta shake
More money that I make

[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
I swear all the shit I gotta face now
A nigga shine, get the shades out
You know how my eyes look when the haze out
I’m just trying with the fakes out
Reporting from the west-side
Bat-gang got it tatted by my left-side
Know you couldn’t fuck with me on your best night
Now watch me screw these niggas like its test time
Hold up, flex on these niggas , hold up
Put the city on my shoulder
Came up from the noodles
Know they thought we’d be losers

[Hook: Jay Ant]x2
Yeah, keep on shinin
Yeah, keep on shinin
Keep, keep on gridin
Keep keep on gridin
Yeah, high sign, high sign, high signin

[Bridge: Jay Ant]
Yeah, the more money that I make, the more these niggas hate
More money that I make, more hoes I gotta shake
More money that I make

[Verse 2: Jay 205]
Just moved the whole thang
On the west side, niggas gangbang
Icy fresh, high signin’
Bust down, looking like lightning
Call the friends, got diamonds
Feeling like baby big tyming
But it take a lot of grinding
Project baby private flying
Made it out the jungle, I’m a lion
Y’all selling bullshit, I ain’t buying
You should sell cocaine
Now a nigga rich off the rap game

[Hook: Jay Ant]x2
Yeah, keep on shinin
Yeah, keep on shinin
Keep, keep on gridin
Keep keep on gridin
Yeah, high sign, high sign, high signin

[Bridge: Jay Ant]
Yeah, the more money that I make, the more these niggas hate
More money that I make, more hoes I gotta shake
More money that I make

[Verse 3: AD]
Look, was a top ramen nigga, now its [??] on the regular
She used to call me, now she blowing up my cellular
[??] tried to play me, now I’m twenty steps ahead of ’em
Still independent, we just laughing at competitors
Worry ’bout a deal? We just ’bout these [??]
I get it every time I shoot ’em, Steph Curry off the pill
If she tripping get the [??], we don’t tolerate complaining
I told my nigga [??] Fuck these niggas if they hating (Uh)
Keep on shining, we gon end up with the [??]
Hide your baby daddy, fuck I think he need a [??]
A little here [??] hit ’em with the python, wait a minute

[Hook: Jay Ant]x2
Yeah, keep on shinin
Yeah, keep on shinin
Keep, keep on gridin
Keep keep on gridin
Yeah, high sign, high sign, high signin

[Bridge: Jay Ant]
Yeah, the more money that I make, the more these niggas hate
More money that I make, more hoes I gotta shake
More money that I make

Ace Hood – Give Thanks

[Intro]
Devil get off me
Blessed up
Count up
Nation
Woo

[Hook]
Rollie with the new face
Pocket full of blue faces
Over-feelin’ my safe
Over-workin’ my faith
I just got to give thanks
I just got to give thanks
We just havin’ our way
I just gotta give thanks
Everything champagne
VVS’s my change
Way too blessed to complain
Way too blessed to complain
Give thanks, give thanks

[Verse 1]
I’m in the end zone
Fuck it’s a field go
I know the real zoe’s
You know the weirdos
I’m on some fly shit
I like a fly bitch
Used to see cockroaches
When I hit the light switch
Young nigga came up
How could they blame us
Know when the money arrived we never decided to change up
Unless it’s the whip game
Or maybe the wrist game
I’m with the big thing
We all on risk game
Rolling cookies in the papers
Ballin’ like I’m in the majors
Chosen one I got the favor
Did it all without a label
Money calling got the money calling like an alcoholic, I’m an addict
My niggas with me automatic
I was never going static
Blame the money and the status
Turned a nigga to a savage
Turned a nigga to a beast
Competition get deceased
Blessings on me nigga, sheesh
Young nigga better preach
Balmains on the feet
Grindin’ seven days a week

[Bridge]
Bless, bless, bless
Hallelujah, thank God, amen

[Hook]
Rollie with the new face
Pocket full of blue faces
Over-feelin’ my safe
Over-workin’ my faith
I just got to give thanks
I just got to give thanks
We just havin’ our way
I just gotta give thanks
Everything champagne
VVS’s my change
Way too blessed to complain
Way too blessed to complain
Give thanks, give thanks

[Verse 2]
I’m in the Benzo (skrr, skrr)
I smell like a check tho
This what they mad for?
Look how the neck glow
I’m with the lit gang
You with them lame lames
Four, three, two, one, call it a ball game
Counting blessings, since an adolescent, I’ve been really destined for the greatest
I just give ’em motivation
I be speaking revelation
Nigga started in the basement
I handle bars like a waitress
People tell me I’m the chosen, gotta keep it focused, runnin’ outta patience
HN on the logo
Real ones, no pretendo
No games, no nintendo
Don’t you open up the window
God damn, I’m fresh
God damn, she sexy
You for certain that she yours?
I bet tomorrow she text me

[Hook]
Rollie with the new face
Pocket full of blue faces
Over-feelin’ my safe
Over-workin’ my faith
I just got to give thanks
I just got to give thanks
We just havin’ our way
I just gotta give thanks
Everything champagne
VVS’s my change
Way too blessed to complain
Way too blessed to complain
Give thanks, give thanks

[Outro]
Devil get off me
Devil get off me

FUNKIST – Snow Fairy

Fairy, where are you going
光 全部集めて
君の明日照らすよ

Oh イェー 聞こえてんのかこの声は?
Oh イェー 嗄れたって叫ぶから
Oh イェー 聞こえるまで君の心が
Oh イェー Oh イェー

月と太陽のハイタッチ
忘れ物はないですか?
おかしいな君がいないと
欲しい物さえ見つからない

Snowing 素直に
笑顔になれたのは
2人 寄り添い
重ね合った「時間」があるから
Fairy, where are you going
光 全部集めて
君の明日照らすよ

Ohイェー 波打ち際に浮かべた感情
いつの間にかオレンジさえ
白く変わってく季節
Ohイェー 僕ら2人見つめてたレインボー
今は思い出の中で
七色が雪に変わる

不思議だな君が笑うと
僕は少しだけ強くなれるんだ

Snowing こんなに
1人震えてる君の
そばに寄り添い
包み込むことも出来ずに
Fairy, slowly but surely
you’re walking your way,
hang in there!

笑うことさえ
忘れてた僕に
魔法をかけて
笑顔一つで
全てを変えた
君は僕のFairy

Snowing 素直に
笑顔になれたのは
2人 寄り添い
重ね合った「時間」があるから
Fairy, where are you going
光 全部集めて
君を照らすよ

Snowing 素直に
笑顔になれたのは
君だから
君とだったから
Snowing Fairy
君がくれた光
全部集め叫ぶよ
Snow fairy

Don’t say goodbye

The Who – Won’t Get Fooled Again (feat. Noel Gallagher) (At Royal Albert Hall) (Live)

We’ll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgment of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song

I’ll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I’ll get on my knees and pray
We don’t get fooled again

The change it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the fold, that’s all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain’t changed
‘Cause the banners, they all flown in the last war

I’ll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I’ll get on my knees and pray
We don’t get fooled again
No, no!

I’ll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left half alive
I’ll get all my papers and smile at the sky
For I know that the hypnotized never lie
Do ya?

Yeah!

There’s nothing in the street
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are replaced, by-the-bye
And the parting on the left
Is now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight

I’ll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Get up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I’ll get on my knees and pray
We don’t get fooled again
Don’t get fooled again
No, no!

Yeah!

Meet the new boss
Same as the old boss

Roc Marciano – Here I Am (Rosebudd’s Revenge Album)

[Intro]
Chef up for this nigga
Why don’t you throw me some baking soda
Some haze too
Yeah nigga
Hm

[Verse 1]
Uh, we chef’ing up
Who you think you impress when you dressing up? (Uh)
Stick your chest out you get your breast cut
Get off my left nut
I pull a 7 up
Ya’ll ain’t said much
My young niggas head hunt
Have your shit looking like egg foo young (mmmm)
Ya’ll finished or ya’ll done?
??I might done you with the small bun??
My man brung the drum
Let’s give the drummer some
Rum-pum pum pum
I let a hot one run in your cummerbund
Blood was all on his tux buttoned up
His buddies thought he might eat a few, he was muscular
But he didn’t, finish
I had the mask on
I had to just lift it to let him know who did this (I did this)
I ate your food, it was delicious
My Haitian bitch, she doing voodoo with the chickens
Pinky ring and Cartier ingot king shit
Full length mink shit, [?] (yeah)
Fly shooters in from Kingston with the things gripped
Itchy trigger finger tips, two Gucci wingtips
All my jewlery clean bitch
You see this shit?

[Interlude]
You see me?
Check me out
Check me out bitch
Nigga I’m back
Marc Baby
Charge for interviews too
Yeah, five bands
Just to sit down
And bust it up
Fuck out of here

[Verse 2]
Uh, hate it or love it I’m just laying in comfort
I made the punches in the rubber Timb Duck Ends
I did my numbers while you was in the tub with rubber ducklings (uhhh)
I was on some rubber glove shit
Pumping fish, pockets lumpy like pufferfish
The pump was in the truck, my leather looking like pumpkin skin
We hustled in the Comfort Inn, I still got one foot in
This is my life, look how wonderful it is
Bulletproof the Benz, this Rosebudd’s Revenge
This where your road ends, I put that on my gold Rolex
Who knows what’s next
I’m here with moguls sniffing coke on the desk
I never copped my blow compressed, it stretched, it stretched
Silk windbreakers and BM’s racing
Maybe they ???? like Jason Statham
Paper chasing, Ducati shades for aviation, out the atrium
They say he a pimp, get money out a bitch off a corner like a ATM (hahaha)
Get money out a bitch out the corner like a ATM (hahaha)

[Outro]
Yeah boy, can’t make no shit up
Don’t ever get it fucked up boyee
Pimpstead boyee
Shit is jewlery nigga
Could wear this nigga
Could wear my rhymes boyee

Roc Marciano – Already (Rosebudd’s Revenge Album)

[Verse 1]
Titanium timepiece, dimepiece between the sheets with body heat
Maserati’s not leased
Cock the pump shottie, it make your body leak
Not your main hottie, she kinda knock-kneed
Mahogany woodgrain all in the five speed
Silk lay on me, pray for me
8 million stories in the naked city
The humidity it made the titties oil
Skin is salty, it’s sultry, can’t fault me
For all this ice on me I’m tryna stay frosty
Smokin’ lah out in Bogotá
The focus, niggas lookin’ like smokers in the eyes
You poked and left immobilized where the vultures fly
I’m bout to cop a home in Oceanside
Sky Dweller’s frozen in time, my mind’s a goldmine
You washed and left to dry on the clothesline
Hoes on your vines look like Kanye clothing line
Bring you closer to God, caught you laying low out in Omaha
Oh my god
Don’t start me [?]
Omar scar [?]
Send your family a nice postcard

[Chorus]
Pimpstead (already), get the bag (already)
New whips (already), all my hoes (already)
See my team (already), I been a G (already)
Light the weed (already), nigga we (already)
Yeah nigga (already, already)
How the fuck we get down boy (we already, already)

[Verse 2]
Kiss the ring, million dollar ding-a-ling swing
I’m just gettin’ back in the swing of things
My jeans fit me like Springsteen
Bring M16s I might need a spring cleaned
I’m tryna hear these niggas sneakers squeak
Think it’s sweet get your street sweeped
Sweep you off your feet, that’s off GP
Squeeze three at your Bentley GT
With the drum my queen Sheila E
The whips ceiling-free, rip the brick up like cream of wheat
We the team to beat
The fans demand new work, but I’m a man of few words
Your tool don’t burst if so then who heard, your view’s blurred
I couldn’t speak, the OG said chew your food first
Spoon was burnt, my shoes is worth an MF DOOM verse
Niggas they claim they ain’t rappers doin’ all the rappin’ (how that work?)
Niggas sayin’ they got cash and I’m saying they catfish
Ain’t none of that shit off Saks Fifth
No respectable establishment carries this
Save yourself the embarrassment, you shallow
When it comes to this apparel, you not parallel
You still in my shadow, ho nigga stealin’ my swag though
Now I know just how Satchmo felt