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Ice Cube – Givin’ Up The Nappy Dug Out (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

Yeah
CUmm, uhh is Cheryl here?
Well who are you?
Tell her Ice Cube is here
WHO?!
Ice Cube!
ICE CUBE?! Man I ain’t lettin my damn daughter go out with no damn Ice Cubes man! Man what the hell you talkin’ about man? I brought my daughter up man in a Catholic school, private school. Man what you want with her? I’m sick of this bullshit!
Yo man, let me tell you somethin’:

Your daughter was a nice girl, now she is a slut
A queen treatin’ niggas just like King Tut
Gobblin up nuts, sorta like a hummingbird
Suckin up the Lench Mob crew, and I’m comin’ third
Used to get straight A’s, now she just skippin’ class
Oh my, do I like to grip the hips and ass
Only seventeen, with a lot of practice
On black boys jimmies and white boys cactus
Sorry sorry sir, but I gotta be brief
A lotta niggas like bustin’ nuts in her teeth
Drink it up, drink it up, even though she’s Catholic
That don’t mean shit, cause she’s givin’ up the ass quick
Quicker than you can say, "Candy,"
The bitch is on my Snicker… and oh man she
Can take on three men – built like He-Men
Her little-bitty twat got gallons of semen
Fourteen niggas in line ready to bang your
Pride-and-joy, I mean daddy’s little angel
Tell the little bitch to bring her ass out the house
Cause your daughter’s known, for givin’ up the nappy dug out

I got a big old ding-a-ling, and if that bitch can hang
I’m gonna do my thing, with your dauuuughter!
Givin up the nappy dug out!
[x2]

Look motherfucker you better get from in front of my house with that old god damn bullshit, you girlie-ass motherfucker. You better get out of here witcho’ fine ass. Man, youse a little fine motherfucker

Mister, mister, before you make me go
I’m here to let you know your little girl is a ho
Nympho, nympho, boy is she bad
Get her all alone and out comes the kneepads
I know she is a minor and it is illegal
But the bitch is worse than Vanessa Del Rio
And if you decide to call rape
We got the little hooker on tape, now:
Tell the fuckin’ slut to please hurry up
And wear that dress that’s tight on her butt
So I can finger-fuck on the way to the bed
Been in so many rooms, she got a dot on her forehead
Face turnin’ red from grabbin’ them ankles
Fuck and get up is how I do them stank-hoes
You should hear how she sounds with a cock in her
Boots get knocked, from here to Czechoslovakia
Two are on top, one on the bottom
First nigga got the boots; man, you shoulda shot him
Cause after I got ’em it was over
Now niggas get lucky like a four-leaf clover
On daddy’s little girl
She keeps nuts in her mouth like the bitch was a squirrel
So tell Cheryl to bring her ass home
Cause the line at my house is gettin loooooooong, ay!

I got a big old ding-a-ling, and if that bitch can hang
I’m gonna do my thing, with your dauuuughter!
Givin up the nappy dug out!
[x2]

I got a big old ding-a-ling, and if that bitch can hang
I’m gonna do my thing, with your dauuuughter!
Yeah, yeah, bitch, bitch givin up the nappy dug out!
I got a big old ding-a-ling, and if that bitch can hang
I’m gonna do my thing, with your dauuuughter!
Yo

Little motherfucker!
Daddy, where did he go?
I’ll tell you where he went, god damnit!
Mercy!

Givin up the nappy, givin up the nappy dug out" [x2]
Givin up the nappy dug out [x2]
Givin up the nappy, givin up the nappy dug out [x2]
Givin up the nappy dug out
Givin-givin up the nappy dug out
Mercy!

Warning: when having sexual intercourse with a female like Cheryl
You must use, jimmy hat condoms

We’re called jimmy hats, have you ever seen us?
Most guys wear us round rolled up on your penis
If you’re real smart, you will always use us
Put me in your wallet, ‘fore some dummy screws us
And goin bare back, without the bare facts
‘ll have creepy crawlers crawlin on your nutsac!
So get the JIMMY to the hats
It’s me and two brothers in a pack

Run out and get your jimmy hats
Small, and extra large
Run out and get your jimmy hats

Or this might happen to you!

Ice Cube – Look Who’s Burnin’ (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

I went to the free clinic, it was filled to capacity
Now how bad can a piece of ass be?
Very bad, so I had to make the trip
And thank God, I didn’t have the drips
I was there so a hoe couldn’t gimme that
Just to get, twenty free jimmy hats
Now look who I see
Ain’t that, yeah, that’s the bitch from up the street!
With the big fat tail
Who always told Cube to go to hell
She thought she was wiser
Now she’s sittin in the waitin room, burnin like heat-mizer
Yeah I see ya
First Miss Thang, now Miss Gonorrhea
Man it’s a trip how the world keeps turnin
It’s 1991, and look who’s burnin

"Does it get you hot?"
"It’s got me hot!"
"This is a girl playin hard to get"
"Burnin up, burnin!"
"What have I, done stuck my duck in?"
"Does it get you hot?"
"It’s got me hot!"
"This is a girl playin hard to get"
"Burnin up, burnin!"
"What have I, done stuck my duck in?"

Now everybody is a victim, you can go see ’em
And you’ll hear more claps than the Coliseum
Sittin there all quiet and embarrassed
Whup, there go that bitch who was careless
I remember, she wouldn’t give the cock
To anybody who lived on the block
Now hoe, look what you got
Bend that big ass over for the shot
Cause somebody is pipin hot
Drippin like a faucet, I’m glad I didn’t toss it
Got you a college boy, who was worse than me
And he probably fucked the whole university
Still wanted him to dick you down, kick you down
With some bucks, now who got fucked?
With a nigga for the money he’s earnin
But ask for some water bitch, and look who’s burnin

"Does it get you hot?"
"Can you get that?"
"This is a girl playin hard to get"
"Burnin up, burnin!"
"Why is my thing-thing burnin like this?"
"Does it get you hot?"
"Can you get that?"
"This is a girl playin hard to get"
"Burnin up, burnin!"
"Why is my thing-thing burnin like this?"

Yo, it ain’t my fault you got the heebie-jibbies
But you still try to act like you didn’t see me
So I walk over, and say "Hi
Bitch, don’t try to act surprised!"
You shoulda put a sock on the pickle
And your pussy wouldn’t be blowin smoke signals
Man, this is gonna kill ’em
Guess who got a big fat dose of penicillin?
They’ll ask, "Who?", and I tell ’em you
The new leader of the big booty crew
And after the day, I’m sorry to say
You come through the neighborhood, you couldn’t give it away
To a nigga, who’s out to get major paid
But you’ll have him, pissin out razorblades
But a bitch like you’ll be returnin with the H-I-V, R.I.P.

"You can’t trust a big butt and a smile"
"I’m burning up!"
"You can’t trust a big butt and a smile"
"You can’t trust a big butt and a smile"
"I’m burning up!"
"What have I, done stuck my duck in?"
"You can’t trust a big butt and a smile"
"I’m burning up!"
"You can’t trust a big butt and a smile"
"You can’t trust a big butt and a smile"
"I’m burning up!"
"What have I, done stuck my duck in?"

"Done stuck my duck in?"
"I’m burning up!"
"It’s hot, I’m burning up!"

Ice Cube – A Bird In The Hand (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

Fresh out of school cause I was a high school grad
Gots to get a job ’cause I was a high school dad
Wish I got paid like I was rappin’ to the nation
But that’s not likely so here’s my application
Pass it to the man at AT&T
‘Cause when I was in school I got the A-E-E
But there’s no S-E for this youngsta
I didn’t have no money so now I have to punch the
Clock like a slave, that’s what be happenin’
But whitey says there’s no room for the African
Always knew that I would clock G’s
But welcome to McDonald’s can I take your order please
Gotta sell ya food that might give you cancer
‘Cause my son doesn’t take no for an answer
Now I pay taxes that you never give me back
What about diapers, bottles, and similac
Do I gotta go sell me a whole lotta crack
For decent shelter and clothes on my back?
Or should I just wait for help from Bush
Or Jesse Jackson, and operation Push
If you ask me the whole thing needs a douche
A masengel what the hell cracker sell in the neighborhood
To the corner house bitches
Miss porker, little Joe or Todd Bridges
Or anybody that he know
So I got me a bird, better known as a kilo
Now everybody know I went from po’ to a nigga that got dough
So now you put the feds against me
‘Cause I couldn’t follow the plan of the presidency
I’m never givin’ love again
But blacks are too fuckin’ broke to be republican
Now I remember I used to be cool
Till I stopped fillin’ out my W-2
Now senators are gettin’ high
And your plan against the ghetto backfired
So now you got a pep talk
But sorry, this is our only room to walk
‘Cause we don’t want to drug push
But a bird in the hand is worth more than the bush

Tell the politicians, the hustlers, live and let live (yeah)
Tell the politicians, the hustlers, live and let live (yeah)

Ice Cube – Man’s Best Friend (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

Here’s another topic I’m addressin
So learn a quick lesson, about your Smith and Wesson
Sit your ass back and comprehend
As I let you know about man’s best friend
Now remember: it used to be a dog like Lassie
But now in ninety-one it’s a gun if you asked me
Just like a jimmy hat’s used for protection
I use my nine when suckers start to flexin
Cause if you run up and try to play mine
I’d rather have a AK than a fuckin canine
Cause if you shot your gun, and my dog tried to fetch her
Me and the dog’s goin out on a stretcher
And I ain’t with that, so I gotta get that
Big black gat, aim and I hit that
Forget about a dog fool, he’ll shit in the den
Nowadays, a gat is man’s best friend

Here is the reason why Ice Cube pack
Just in case the little punks try to jack
I can’t put a motherfuckin pitbull
Under a coat, in the small of my back
So I gotta take my beretta, and I betcha
It’ll probably work, a 100 percent better
Cause it’ll keep me out of danger
With sixteen in the clip and one in the chamber
So this goes to all y’all intruders
Beware of the owner, cause the owner is a shooter
I don’t just wanna give your ass rabies
I’d rather have your ass pushing up daisies
And I can’t do that with Benji
Rin Tin Tin, or Spuds McKenzie
Forget about a dog fool, he’ll shit in the den
Nowadays, a gat is man’s best friend

Ice Cube – Alive On Arrival (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

Down at the best spot
It’s me and JD and they sellin more birds than a pet shop
The spot’s hot and everybody nervous
That’s when the blue car served us
Oh why did fools had to let loose
Heard six pops from a deuce deuce
Big Tom had to push us
13 niggas runnin’ straight to the bushes
For they gats so they could draw down
But why a motherfucker like me had to fall down
Not known why I dropped out
Fuck it, still can’t afford to get popped out
So now I gotta jet
Only ran one block, but my shirt soakin’ wet
Tryin’ to see if we got him
Looked down at my sweatshirt red at the bottom
Didn’t panic but I still looked cracked out
Yelled to the homies then I blacked out

Woke up in the back of a tray
On my way, to MLK
That the county hospital jack
Where niggas die over a little scratch
Still sittin’ in the trauma center
In my back is where the bullet entered
Yo nurse I’m gettin’ kind of warm
Bitch still made me fill out the fuckin’ form
Coughin’ up blood on my hands and knees
Then I heard "freeze nigger don’t move"
Yo, I didn’t do a thing
Didn’t want to go out like my man Rodney King
Still got gaffled
Internal bleeding as the bullet starts to travel
Now I’m handcuffed
Being asked information on my gang affiliation
I don’t bang, I rock the good rhymes
And I’m a victim of neighborhood crime

I need to see a MD
And y’all motherfuckers giving me the third degree
Look at the waiting room
It’s filled to the rim like the county jail day room
Nobody gettin’ help
Since we poor
The hospital move slow
Now I’m laid out
People steppin’ over me to get closer to the tv
Just like a piece of dog shit
Now will I die on this nappy ass carpet
One hour done passed
Done watched two episodes of MASH
And when I’m almost through
They call my name and put me on ICU
Halfway dead
No respect and handcuffed to the bed
Now the trauma starts
‘Cause the bullet must be just a hair from my heart
Then I begin the ass kissin’
Just to get looked at by an overworked physician
Got the chills, but my temperatures 103
Only got a band-aid and an IV
That’s when I start cussin’
Police steady askin’ me who did the bustin’

Why oh why can’t I get help
‘Cause I’m black, I gots to go for self
Too many black bodies the hospital housin’
So at 10 P.M. I was Audi 5000

Ice Cube – Death (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

[Dr. Khalid Muhammad:]
Let me live my life!
We can no longer LIVE OUR LIVES…
Then let us… GIVE OUR LIVES for the liberation…
And salvation of the Black Nation
Saints, saviors, soldiers, scholars… healers and killers
No longer dead, deaf, dumb and blind out of our mind!
BRAIN-WASHED with the white men’s mind
NO MORE HOMICIDE!
NO MORE FRATRICIDE!
NO MORE SUICIDE, INFANTCIDE AND… GENOCIDE!
Look that goddamn white man in his COLD… blue-eyes
Devil don’t even TRY… We Bebe’s Kids!
We DON’T die… we… MULTIPLY!
You heard the Death Side
Open your black eyes for the REBIRTH…
Resurrection… and rise!

Ice Cube – The Birth (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

[Heart monitor beeps in the background]

[Interlude:]
[Operator:] Dr. Bruce, telephone please, Dr. Bruce, telephone, please. [footsteps]
[Mother:] [screaming] [crying]
[Nurse:] C’mon. C’mon, honey, push a little harder. It’s not all that bad
[Doctor:] I see the head…
[Mother:] [screaming] [crying]
[Doctor:] Push! Push!
[Nurse:] C’mon!
[Doctor:] C’mon…push!
[Nurse:] C’mon, honey!
[Doctor:] PUSH!
[Newborn:] [crying]
[Doctor:] It’s a boy. [beat starts]

[Dr. Khalid Muhammad:]
The black man and black woman have no FURTHER!
No beginning and no ending…BEFORE Alpha, and AFTER Omega!
History and historians’ll record…
The black father and mother of morality, medicine, music and mathematics
The father and mother of all the nation of religion, philosophy, art, science and civilization!
NO FURTHER!
All they can say about the black man…
Is he WAS, he IS, and he SHALL BE!
Before HIM there were none
And after HIM, there will be NO MORE!
Before we can make a way for the peace maker…
We must KILL, and get rid, of the peace breaker. [beat fades-out]

Ice Cube – I Wanna Kill Sam (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

"the army is the only way out for a young black teenager
We’ll provide you with housing
We’ll provide you with education
We’ll provide you with everything you need to survive in life
We’ll help you to be the best soldier in the u.s. of a."

"Because we do more before 7 a.m
Than most niggas do in their whole lifetime

Huh-huh, huh-hah
"I’m comin!"
I’m comin!

I wanna kill him, cause he tried to play me like the trick
But you see, I’m the wrong nigga to fuck with
I got the a to the motherfuckin k, and it’s ready to rip
Slapped in my banana clip
And I’m lookin.. (lookin..)
Is he in watts, oakland, philly or brooklyn?
It seems like he got the whole country behind him
So it’s sort of hard to find him
But when I do, gotta put my gat in his mouth
Pump seventeen rounds make his brains hang out
Cause the shit he did was uncalled for
Tried to fuck a brother up the ass like a small whore
And that shit ain’t fly
So now I’m settin up, the ultimate drive-by
And when you hear this shit
It make the world say "damn! I wanna kill sam"

"do the niggas run this moth-er-fuck-er?"

"momma!! some man at the front do’!"
"sit yo’ ass down"
"uhh hi I have reason to believe that someone in this household
Has just turned eighteen, am I correct?"

Here’s why I wanna kill the punk
Cause he tried to take a motherfuckin chunk of the funk
He came to my house, I let ’em bail in
Cause he said he was down with the l.m
He gave up a little dap
Then turned around, and pulled out a gat
I knew it was a caper
I said, "please don’t kill my mother, " so he raped her
Tied me up, took me outside
And I was thrown in a big truck
And it was packed like sardines
Full of niggas, who fell for the same scheme
Took us to a place and made us work
All day and we couldn’t have shit to say
Broke up the families forever
And to this day black folks can’t stick together
And it’s odd..
Broke us down, made us pray – to his god
And when I think about it
It make me say "damn! I wanna kill sam"

"I’m comin!"

Now in ninety-one, he wanna tax me
I remember, the son of a bitch used to axe me
And hang me by a rope til my neck snapped
Now the sneaky motherfucker wanna ban rap
And put me under dirt or concrete
But god, can see through a white sheet
Cause you the devil in drag
You can burn your cross well I’ll burn your flag
Try to give me the h-I-v
So I can stop makin babies like me
And you’re givin dope to my people chump
Just wait til we get over that hump
Cause yo’ ass is grass cause I’mma blast
Can’t bury rap, like you buried jazz
Cause we stopped bein whores, stop doin floors
So bitch you can fight your own wars
So if you see a man in red white and blue
Gettin chased by the lench mob crew
It’s a man who deserves to buckle
I wanna kill sam cause he ain’t my motherfuckin uncle!

"we’ve gone nowhere in 200 years?" "that’s correct"
"we-we-we’ve gone nowhere in 200 years?" "that’s correct"
"we-we-we’ve gone nowhere in 200 years?" "that’s correct"

Ice Cube – Horny Lil’ Devil (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

You are the prince of darkness
Arch enemy, father of evil
Hell born, demonic, savage, fierce, vicious, wild
Tame-less, barbaric, uncontrollable, obstinate beast

Horny little devil, you gotta back up
Horny little devil, you can’t bust a nut
Lookin’ at my girlfriend’s black skin
You wanna jump in, but she don’t like white men
So don’t throw that work you fuckin jerk
Or get your punk devil ass hurt motherfucker
She ain’t with the pale face
Cause y’all fuck at a snail’s pace
And you might get sprayed with mace
By the ebony
So when she’s doing her job you better let her be
Don’t try to pinch the gluterus
Thinkin’ that you about to knock out the uterus
Cause she’ll tell you to kiss her ass quick
And where I’m from, devils get their ass kicked
Mr. Sexual Harrasment
Asking for a blow while the answer is "fuck no"
Looks like you wanna terminate
But that’s when I go Psycho like Norman Bates
I wanna kill the devil for talkin’ shit
Cause he can’t get a taste of the chocolate
African breast; cause white bitches got no butt and no chest
Black women have bodies like goddesses
Sorta like Venus, but put away your penis
Cause the devil is a savage motherfucker
That’s why I’m lighter than the average brother
Cause you raped our women and we felt it
But it’ll never happen again if I can help it (me neither)
Cause nobody in my neighborhood has caught jungle fever yet
So horny little devil, you better listen
Before your ass comes up missin’
And it’s like that

Now you wanna get me
Horny little must be a F-A-G
Tryin’ to fuck me out my land and my manhood
Got broke eating Spam and canned goods
Locking down on my neighborhoods
Treat me less than a man cause right now you got the upper hand
But my ass is a virgin
You might have fucked the Indians
But you can’t surgeon me
And when I’m on top I wont be fuckin’ ya
I’d rather put a buck in ya
Cause I hate the devil with a passion
And when I see the whites of his eyes I start blastin’
Dig a hole and throw his ass in
And I won’t be happy til I’m down to my last ten
Get his fuckin’ pitchfork
Tie him up, and then feed the bitch pork
Little devil wanna fuck me out my pay
But horny little devil true niggas aren’t gay
And you can’t play with my Yo-Yo
And definitely can’t play with me you fuckin’ homo
Cause we’ll blow your head off
And turn that white sheet into a red cloth
Plus when they’re all dead
I can quit that jheri juice and get a bald head
Then let it nap up
Go down to the corner store and beat the Jap up
Clean all the crap up
Out my city
Now the whole block look shitty
Put his dick on a wood block
Swing swing swing, and chop chop chop
Now who’s the next to nut
Color Me Badd, but you can’t sex me up
So don’t even try to put a dick in a die
Because this is what why in 1991 I’ma get my gun
Put an end to the devil, so get a fucking shovel

Ice Cube – Black Korea (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

"Twenty D Energizers."
"Twenty see Energizer?"
"D not see D."
"be Energizer?"
"D motherfucker D! Learn to speak english first alright? D!"
"How many you say?"
"Twenty motherfucker twenty."
"Honey…"
"Mother fuck you!"

Everytime I want to go get a fuckin brew
I gotta go down to the store with the two
oriental one-penny countin motherfuckers
that make a nigga made enough to cause a little ruckus
Thinkin every brother in the world’s out to take
So they watch every damn move that I make
They hope I don’t pull out a gat and try to rob
they funky little store, but bitch, I got a job
("Look you little Chinese motherfucker
I ain’t tryin to steal none of yo’ shit, leave me alone!"
"Mother-fuck you!")
Yo yo, check it out
So don’t follow me, up and down your market
Or your little chop suey ass’ll be a target
of the nationwide boycott
Juice with the people, that’s what the boy got
So pay respect to the black fist
or we’ll burn your store, right down to a crisp
And then we’ll see ya!
Cause you can’t turn the ghetto – into Black Korea

"I do fuck you!"

Ice Cube – True To The Game (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

It’s the nigga ya love to hate with a new song
So what really goes on
Nothing but a come-up, but ain’t that a bitch
They hate to see a young nigga rich
But I refuse to switch even though
Cause I can’t move to the snow
Cause soon as y’all get some dough
Ya wanna put a white bitch on your elbow
Moving out your neighborhood
But I walk through the ghetto and the flavor’s good
Little kids jumping on me
But you, you wanna be white and corny
Living way out
"Nigger go home" spray-painted on your house
Trying to be White or a Jew
But ask yourself, who are they to be equal to?
Get the hell out
Stop being an Uncle Tom, you little sell-out
House nigga scum
Give something back to the place where you made it from
Before you end up broke
Fuck around and get your ghetto pass revoked
I ain’t saying no names, you know who you are
You little punk, be true to the game

When you first start rhyming
It started off slow and then you start climbing
But it wasn’t fast enough I guess
So you gave your other style a test
You was hardcore hip-hop
Now look at yourself, boy you done flip-flopped
Giving our music away to the mainstream
Don’t you know they ain’t down with the team
They just sent they boss over
Put a bug in your ear and now you crossed over
On MTV but they don’t care
They’ll have a new nigga next year
You out in the cold
No more white fans and no more soul
And you might have a heart attack
When you find out the black folks don’t want you back
And you know what’s worse?
You was just like the nigga in the first verse
Stop selling out your race
And wipe that stupid-ass smile off your face
Niggas always gotta show they teeth
Now I’m a be brief
Be true to the game

A message to the oreo cookie
Find a mirror and take a look, G
Do you like what you see?
But you’re quick to point the finger at me
You wanna be the big fish, you little guppy
Black man can’t be no yuppie
You put on your suit and tie and your big clothes
You don’t associate with the Negroes
You wanna be just like Jack
But Jack is calling you a nigger behind your back
So back off genius
I don’t need you to correct my broken English
You know that’s right
You ain’t white
So stop holding your ass tight
Cause you can’t pass
So why you keep trying to pass?
With your black ass
Mister Big
But in reality, you’re shorter than a midge
You only got yourself to blame
Get a grip, oreo and be true to the game

Ice Cube – Color Blind (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

Here’s another day at the stoplight
I’m looking in my mirror so I can see who can see me
South Central is putting Ice Cube to the test
With four brothers in the SS
I can’t go around and can’t back up
So I gotta peep game laying in the cut
Is this a jack or a kidnap?
Since I’m never ever slipping I fully strapped
I grab my gat out the glove
Now, do these fools got a problem with me?
Or do they got love?
So when the light turns green, I don’t bone out
I want to see what these black men are all about
‘Cause if it’s my time, I’m just short
If not, I’m plugging they Super Sport
First they get behind my ride,
Then they switch lanes to the left side
I’m scoping out the one smoking indo
Coming up fast, rolling down his window
He threw up a sign, I put away my nine
Fool, ’cause I’m color blind

Killer Cali, the state where they kill
Over colors ’cause brothers don’t know the deal
And they’ll cap you, not if they have to
But if they want to, first they might confront you
But every nigga on my block can’t stop
And he won’t stop and he don’t stop
Not to the bang bang boogie, but they like to gang bang
And rookies ain’t the only ones that drop
Some say the little locs are getting a little too loc’ed
And when it comes to dust, they kick up the most
Say the wrong word
Then whistle down the street to your homies like a bird
Bust a you-turn, come back and get served nigga
For the women, it don’t matter how loud they blouse get
But men, the wrong color outfit, could get your mouth split
It’s a shame, but it ain’t no thang to me
‘Cause I slang these things like a G
It’s on, is anybody killing for the summertime
I gotta get another nine, even though I’m colorblind

I’m fresh outta county on bail
And no sooner do I get out, seems like I’m right back in jail
For some gang related activity
‘Cause everyday, different fools try to get with me
For no more than a color, or territory
Can’t rehabilitate ’em, that’s the sheriff’s story
So what’s left, the judge goes deaf
When you try to tell your side
And you ain’t blue eyed
Boy you better duck ’cause the book is comin’
And just hand your car keys over to your woman
Because it ain’t no sunshine where you headed
And the shit’ll drive you crazy if you let it
But now, I got time to think
Because they hit me with everything but the kitchen sink
And I ain’t even shed a tear
‘Cause believe it or not, they got more love for me here
Now picture that, but on a black and white photograph
‘Cause brothers, you don’t know the half
On the streets I was damn near outta my mind
But ever since I’ve been down
I’m colorblind

Now here’s the game plan, yo, at a quarter to nine
I was told to peel a cap on the other side
Yo, young and dumb, full of come up, a baby loc
I gotta put in work for the hood and that ain’t no joke

Stable and able but I’m not ready and willing
‘Cause I’m only 13 and I ain’t never did a killing
Grabbed the A.K. and jumped in the G ride
Started up the bucket and headed for the other side

Yo, spotted the enemies, now I’m on a creep tip
Hit the 5 dollar stick and then I put in my clip

So, I jumped out the car and no matter what the cost
I had my mind set on sending niggas to Harrison Ross

Caught one from the back and I looked in eyes
Thinkin should I peel his cap, or should I let him survive
Yo, I’m trapped in the plan designed by another side

I ain’t contributing to genocide (why?)
‘Cause I’m colorblind

Niggas in the hood ain’t changed
And I’ve finally figure out that we’re not in the same gang
‘Cause, I walk the alleys of Compton with nowhere to turn
Every which way I get burned baby
Lou wears blue, Big Fred wears red
Put ’em together and we color ’em dead
Dead, dying, getting smoked like part of the fun
They get smoked just to show how many come to the funeral

I understand how all my homeboys feel
‘Cause I was shot and to this day, I pack my steel
‘Cause I was born in a certain territory
Where you don’t talk only the streets tell stories
With blue and red bandannas on the street
And if you slipping, you’ll be six feet deep
‘Cause me and T-bone, we pay it no mind
And for the rest of the mob, we stay color blind

Ice Cube – Doing Dumb Shit (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

O’Shea! O’Shea!
Get your ass in here boy
You hear me calling you?
O’Shea!

When I was young I used to hang with the seventh graders
Little bad motherfucker playing Space Invaders
Fucking with the girls in the fourth grade
Either feeling on they butts or pulling on they braids
Walking with the schoolhouse bully
By doing that I had a lot of pull G
Cheating on tests making a mess
Cussing like a sailor at recess
It must a been a half moon
Cause you’ll catch me running out the little girls’ bathroom
Chewing on Good and Plenties
Got my gamble on at lunch pitching pennies
Yo I was living like the class clown
Pulling all the hokes, making all the jokes man
When you young it’s hard to see
That it’s wrong throwing rocks at the RTD
Popping out your window with a BB gun
Better yet knocking on your door and run
Playing hide-and-go-get-it for a little stank
Even though I was still shooting blanks
As soon as the dark hit
I was stealing candy out the corner market
Until I got my ass whipped
Cause I was ten years old, doing dumb shit

Thirteen, that’s how old I was
When my jimmy started getting a little peach fuzz
And I was looking at any butt and ass
Me and my homies started cutting class
Going up to the high school
Looking for any bitch I could lie to
Tell em I was older than I really was
Smoked my first joint and got really buzzed
That’s what a mack’s made of
But when I got my first piece of pussy I fell in love
Hard as a rock the long way
And then I put the rubber on the wrong way
But I still gotta have it
Overexcited and fucking like a jackrabbit
Goddamn I was hot
A virgin but I still knew how to lay pipe
Even though the hoe worked me
I still knocked the boots from here to Albuquerque
Then the shit got strange money
I started shaking and jimmy felt funny
Then the nut came gushing
I jumped up got dressed and start pushing
Cause I thought the bitch broke my dick
Cause I was still young doing dumb shit

At 17 got my first Volkswagon
And mastered the life-long art of dragging
To the women in college
Hung out with the OG’s and got some street knowledge
Breaking in cars and all that
Hitting punk fools with a baseball bat
Fucking at a real fast rate
Til they said that I might not graduate
Then I said fuck the dumb shit
Cause Pops’ll fuck me up quick
If things continued
So I start rapping about shit I been through
And I got real good
Now I look at all the kids in the neighborhood
Trying to be baby macks
Doing shit that I did seven years back
Going through a stage
But before they can grow up they on the front page
And they mommas is having a fit
Cause they died young doing dumb shi

Ice Cube – Us (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

[Verse 1]
Could you tell me who unleashed our animal instinct?
And the white man sittin’ there tickled pink
Laughin’ at us on the avenue
Bustin’ caps at each other after havin’ brew
We can’t enjoy ourselves
Too busy jealous… at each other’s wealth
Comin’ up is just in me
But the Black community is full of envy
Too much back-stabbin’
While I look out the window I see all the Japs grabbin’
Every vacant lot in my neighborhood
Build a store, and sell their goods
To the county recips
You know, us po niggas; nappy hair and big lips?
Four or five babies on your crotch
And you expect Uncle Sam to help us out?
We ain’t nothin’ but porchmonkeys
To the average bigot, redneck honky
You say comin’ up is a must
But before we can come up, take a look at US

[Verse 2]
And all y’all dope-dealers…
You’re as bad as the po-lice- cause ya kill us
You got rich when you started slangin’ dope
But you ain’t built us a supermarket
So when can spend our money with the blacks
Too busy buyin’ gold an’ Cadillacs
That’s what ya doin’ with the money that ya raisin’
Exploitin’ us like the Caucasians did
For 400 years – I got 400 tears- for 400 peers
Died last year from gang-related crimes
That’s why I got gang-related rhymes
But when I do a show ta kick some facts
Us Blacks don’t know how ta act
Sometimes I believe the hype, man
We mess it up ourselves and blame the white man
But don’t point the finger you jiggaboo
Take a look at yourself ya dumb nigga you
Pretty soon hip-hop won’t be so nice
No Ice Cube, just Vanilla Ice
And yall sit and scream and cuss
But there’s no one ta blame- but US

[Verse 3]
US … will always sing the blues
Cause all we care about is hairstyles and tennis shoes
And if ya step on mine ya pushed a button
"Cause I’ll beat you down like it ain’t nothin’"
Just like a beast
But I’m the first nigga ta holler out {PEACE, BLACK MAN}
I beat my wife and children to a pulp
When I get drunk and smoke dope
Got a bad heart condition
Still eat hog-mogs an’ chitlin’s
Bet my money on the dice and the horses
Jobless, so I’m a hope for the armed forces
Go to church but they tease us
Wit’ a picture of a blue-eyed Jesus
They used to call me Negro
After all this time I’m still bustin’ up the chiffarobe
No respect and ignored
And I’m havin’ more babies than I really can afford
In jail cause I can’t pay the mother
Held back in life because of my color
Now this is just a little summary
Of US, but yall think it’s dumb of me
To hold a mirror to ya face, but trust
Nobody gives a fuck about…

Ice Cube – No Vaseline (Death Certificate 25Th Anniversary Edition Album)

Got damn I’m glad y’all set it off.
Used to be hard now you’re just wet and soft.
First you was down with the AK
And now I see you on a video with Michelle?
Lookin’ like straight bozos.
I saw it comin’ that’s why I went solo.
And kept on stompin’
When y’all motherfuckers moved straight outta Compton.
Livin’ with the whites one big house
And not another nigga in site.
I started off with too much cargo,
Dropped four niggas now I’m makin’ all the dough.
White man just rulin’.
The Niggas With Attitudes, who ya foolin’?
Y’all niggas just phony,
I put that on my mama and my dead homeys.
Yella Boy’s on your team, so you’re losin’
Ay yo Dre, stick to producin’.
Callin’ me Arnold, but you Been-a-dick,
Eazy E saw your ass and went in it quick.
You got jealous when I got my own company,
But I’m a man, and ain’t nobody helpin’ me.
Tryin’ to sound like Amerikkka’s Most,
You could yell all day but you don’t come close.
’cause you know I’m the one that flown,
Ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go.
With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and ya’ll disgrace the see-P-T.
’cause you’re gettin’ fucked out your green by a white boy,
With no Vaseline

The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin’,
Who gives a fuck about a punk-ass villain?
You’re gettin’ fucked real quick,
And Eazy’s dick, is smellin’ like MC Ren’s shit.
Tried to tell you a year ago,
But Willie D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, so
I couldn’t stop you from gettin’ ganked,
Now let’s play big-bank-take-little-bank.
Tried to dis Ice Cube, it wasn’t worth it
’cause the broomstick fit your ass so perfect.
Cut my hair and I’ll cut them balls,
’cause I heard you’re, like, givin’ up the drawers.
Gang-banged by your manager, fella,
Gettin’ money out your ass, like a motherfuckin’ Ready Teller.
Givin’ up the dollar bills,
Now they got the Villain with a purse and high-heels.
So don’t believe what Ren say,
’cause he’s goin’ out like Kunte Kinte,
But I got a whip for ya Toby,
Used to be my homey, now you act like you don’t know me.
It’s a case of divide-and-conquer,
’cause you let a Jew break up my crew.
House nigga gotta run and hide,
Yellin’ Compton, but you moved to Riverside.
So don’t front, MC Ren, ’cause I remember when you drove a be 2-10.
Broke as a mothafuckin’ joke.
Let you on the scene to back up the Verse Team.
It ain’t my fault, one nigga got smart,
And they rippin’ your asshole apart.
By takin’ your green, oh yeah,
The Villain does get fucked with no Vaseline.

I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
And when I see your ass again, I’ll be hesitant.
Now I think you a snitch,
Throw a house nigga in a ditch.
Half-pint bitch, fuckin’ your homeboys.
You little maggot, Eazy E turned faggot.
With your manager, fella,
Fuckin’ MC Ren, Dr. Dre, and Yella.
But if they were smart as me,
Eazy E would be hangin’ from a tree.
With no Vaseline, just a match and a little bit of gasoline.
Light ’em up, burn ’em up, flame on,
Till that Jheri curl is gone.
On a permanent vacation, off the Massa plantation.
Heard you both got the same bank account,
Dumb nigga, what you thinkin’ bout?
Get rid of that Devil real simple, put a bullet in his temple.
’cause you can’t be the Nigga 4 Life crew
With a white Jew tellin’ you what to do.
Pullin’ wools with your scams, now I gotta play the Silence of the Lambs.
With a midget who’s a punk too,
Tryin’ to fuck me, but I’d rather fuck you.
Eric Wright, punk, always into somethin’, gettin’ fucked at night.
By Mista Shitpacker, bend over for the gotdamn cracker, no vaseline

Young Chop – Cut Like That (8417 Album)

[Intro]
You ain’t cut like that
You ain’t cut like that
You ain’t cut like that
You ain’t cut like that, my nigga
You ain’t cut like that

[Hook]
20 on my wrist
30 on my neck
These niggas be saying they getting money
But you ain’t cut like that
Pull up drop top benz
With the choppa in the back
Niggas try to snatch my chain
But you ain’t cut like that
He ain’t cut like that
No he ain’t cut like that
He ain’t cut like that
Nah he ain’t cut like that
He ain’t cut like that
He ain’t cut like that
He ain’t cut like that, my nigga
He ain’t cut like that

[Verse 1]
Bitch I been getting money
He ain’t cut like that
All that flexing you doing
Watch bitch you ain’t looking that
My niggas take you down for packs bitch
You ain’t cut like that
Yall niggas talking on the twitter
That’s the internet
These niggas get robbed for their chain, bitch
We ain’t giving it back
And we ain’t got no big homies
Who the fuck is that?
Real gangstas move in silence
So we ain’t talking back
And if it’s about some money then hit my jack

Jack ohhhhhh
You ain’t cut like that
You ain’t cut like that
You ain’t cut like that
You ain’t cut like that
You ain’t cut like that
You ain’t built like that, nahh

[Hook]
20 on my wrist
30 on my neck
These niggas be saying they getting money
But you ain’t cut like that
Pull up drop top benz
With the choppa in the back
Niggas try to snatch my chain
But you ain’t cut like that
He ain’t cut like that
No he ain’t cut like that
He ain’t cut like that
Nah he ain’t cut like that
He ain’t cut like that
He ain’t cut like that
He ain’t cut like that, my nigga
He ain’t cut like that

[Verse 2]
AK lodged in my duffle bag
These niggas want to smoke
But we ain’t having that
Niggas steady tweeting
I got it on me for a reason
Click clack boom you squeezing
I did my wrist in [?]
I fuck these bitches in two’s
I fuck your bitch by the pool
Please don’t try me fool
I’m a loose screw
Cuz you ain’t cut like that
You ain’t built like that
You ain’t cut like that
Nah you ain’t built like that

You ain’t cut like that
You ain’t cut like that
You ain’t cut like that
You ain’t cut like that
You ain’t built like that

[Hook]
20 on my wrist
30 on my neck
These niggas be saying they getting money
But you ain’t cut like that
Pull up drop top benz
With the choppa in the back
Niggas try to snatch my chain
But you ain’t cut like that
He ain’t cut like that
No he ain’t cut like that
He ain’t cut like that
Nah he ain’t cut like that
He ain’t cut like that
He ain’t cut like that
He ain’t cut like that, my nigga
He ain’t cut like that

Christina Grimmie – Sublime (All Is Vanity Album)

[Verse 1]
You
You make me wanna fall in love (fall in love)
You (you)
It’s all or nothing, I know
Gettin’ lost in your blue skies
All my senses come alive
Every second amplified tonight

[Chrous]
Gonna be sublime
So so sublime
Feel your love all over me
Can’t stop thinking we could be sublime
Sublime

[Verse 2]
Feel
I feel your aura in my veins
Surreal, you’re breaking through my chains
Gettin’ lost in your blue skies
All my senses come alive
Every second amplified tonight

[Chrous]
Gonna be sublime
So so sublime
Feel your love all over me
Can’t stop thinking we could be sublime
Sublime

[Verse 3]
Getting so high it’s celestial
Never come down to terrestrial
When you speak every decibel
It’s making me feel so sublime
Vulnerable but invincible
Lucid but so irrational
Spontaneous but intentional
You’re making me
Feel so sublime

[Chrous]
So so sublime
I feel your love all over me
Can’t stop thinking we could be sublime (oh)
Sublime
Oh no
Sublime

[Outro]
I feel your love all over me
Can’t stop thinking we could be sublime
Oh
Sublime

Christina Grimmie – Steady Love (All Is Vanity Album)

[Verse 1]
Hit me like the big bang
Raining like a flash flood
Throw me like a hurricane
You I got you in my blood
Wouldn’t fall like, ever
Knew was life without you
And I would have nothing to lose

[Pre-Chrous]
When the ocean meets the sky
It settles on the crimson tide
I’m gonna give you steady love
And love you ’til the storm subsides

[Chrous]
And when the water fills your lungs
And your soul begins to die
I’m gonna give you steady love
I’m gonna bring you back to life

[Verse 2]
Life onto the other side
Images I’ve never seen
Technicolor real life
Baby, what you do to me?
Wouldn’t fall like, ever
Knew was life without you
And I would have nothing to lose

[Pre-Chrous]
When the ocean meets the sky
It settles on a crimson tide
I’m gonna give you steady love
And love you til the storm subsides

[Chrous]
And when the water fills your lungs
And your soul begins to die
I’m gonna give you steady love
I’m gonna bring you back to life

[Verse 3]
I’ll be your lifeline
I’ll be the first to jump in
There ain’t no current
Strong enough to hold me back
I’ll pull you up from
From the wreckage
Know that I’m never giving up, never giving up
Oh no
Oh
Oh yeah

[Bridge]
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

[Pre-Chrous]
When the ocean meets the sky
It settles on a crimson tide
I’m gonna give you steady love
And love you til the storm subsides

[Outro]
And when the water fills your lungs
And your soul begins to die
I’m gonna give you steady love
I’m gonna bring you back to life

Christina Grimmie – Invisible (All Is Vanity Album)

[Verse 1]
I’m solid, not apparition
Better check your vision, see what you’re missing, boy
I don’t need your permission
To go on existing with or without you, boy
I ain’t gonna let it go, ’cause this been going on too long

[Chorus]
I won’t be another ghost
No, I won’t be invisible
See me everywhere you go
No, I won’t be invisible, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Invisible
Invi-visible

[Verse 2]
I had my suspicions, you kept me at a distance
I ain’t disappearing, boy
I thought you were worth it
Pulling back the curtain
I see why I was hurting boy
I ain’t gonna let it go
Now you see me with the lights on

[Chorus]
I won’t be another ghost
No, I won’t be invisible
See me everywhere you go
No, I won’t be invisible, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Invisible
Invi-visible

[Bridge]
I won’t be diminished, eclipsed, or hidden
You’re gonna see my light blaze back to life
Like the phoenix rise
I won’t be diminished, eclipsed, or hidden
You’re gonna see my light blaze back to life
Like the phoenix rise

[Outro]
Invisible
Invisible
Invisible, tonight

Christina Grimmie – Crowded Room (All Is Vanity Album)

[Intro]
Yeah-eah-yeah
Oh
Hey

[Verse 1]
How many times?
How many nights?
Wasted on trying to fit in
A different dress
Same old regrets
Vanity’s wearing me thin
And this exposure
Over and over
Who is that girl in my skin?
In my skin

[Chrous]
Here in this crowded room
Under the pale white moon
Blinded and lost in the lights
Looking for somewhere to hide
Surrounded by faces
Laughter and voices
Alone here with everyone else
Here in this crowded room
I found everyone but myself
Oh yeah-yeah

[Verse 2]
I dance in the dark
Hiding my cards
Don’t want you to know who I am
Act like I don’t care
Pretend I’m not scared
I buried my head in the sand
The hand of a stranger
Makes me feel safer
Lonely but not on my own
On my own, yeah

[Chrous]
Here in this crowded room
Under the pale white moon
Blinded & lost in the lights
Looking for somewhere to hide
Yeah-yeah
Surrounded by faces
Laughter and voices
Alone here with everyone else
Here in this crowded room
I found everyone but myself

[Verse 3]
Carry on
Move along
Holding on
To anyone
Get through the night
Just get through the night
Walk away
Never fade
Never break
Stay away
Get through the night
By the end of the night
Still here by myself

[Chrous]
Here in this crowded room
Under the pale white moon
Blinded and lost in the lights
Looking for somewhere to hide

[Outro]
Oh here in this crowded room
Under the pale white moon
Blinded and lost in the lights
Looking for somewhere to hide
Surrounded by faces
Laughter and voices
Alone here with everyone else
Here in this crowded room
I found everyone but myself
But myself, oh

Christina Grimmie – Everybody Lies (All Is Vanity Album)

[Chrous]
Everybody lies sometimes
Nothing in the world’s as it seems on the outside
Just when you think you got something real
Still, you know
Everybody lies sometimes

[Verse 1]
We all got friends we think we can trust
Tell them all the secrets kept inside us
You wake up and find a knife in your back
Be careful what you think
It’s better not to blink
We all want to believe in the perfect person
Reality don’t care about that

[Pre-Chrous]
We always wanna cast the blame
Always waiting for the world to change
Maybe we should start with ourselves

[Chrous]
But everybody lies sometimes
Nothing in the world’s as it seems on the outside
Just when you think you got something real
Still, you know
Everybody lies sometimes

[Verse 2]
We build our walls up and close ourselves off
And before we really like what we become
Will we hide our hearts in a masquerade?
I don’t wanna look in the mirror one day
And not even recognize my own face
Why gain the world, if I lose myself?

[Pre-Chrous]
We always wanna cast the blame
Always waiting for the world to change
Maybe we should start with ourselves

[Bridge]
Oh just stop
Take a look around you
You got one chance to get it right
Don’t be afraid
To take a couple chances now
Cause everybody lies
Ooh yeah
Yeah-yea-eah

[Chrous]
‘Cause everybody lies sometimes
Nothing in the world’s as it seems on the outside
Just when you think you got something real
Still, you know
Everybody lies sometimes

[Outro]
You are an extremely unique and individual person
And I’m telling you, don’t let those invalid opinions of others
Just bring you to the pits, okay?
You’re strong, so own it
Love, me

Christina Grimmie – Pressure (All Is Vanity Album)

[Intro]
Hey
Hmm
Ooh
Hey

[Verse 1]
They only see me if I look a certain way
They only love me til I’m gone
They only hear me if I say the right things
Am I wrong?
Hmm
Or is there too much pressure?
Yeah-yeah
Too much pressure
Yeah
They only see me if I look a certain way
They only love me til I’m gone
They only hear me if I say the right things
Am I wrong?
Wrong

[Pre-Chrous]
Or is there too much pressure? (hey!)
Too much pressure (Hmm)
Is there too much pressure? (Yeah-yeah)
Too much pressure
(She thinks she’s an anime character, who is she?)

[Chrous]
I’d rather be hated for who I am
Than loved for who I’m not (Too much pressure)
(What is she stupid?) Yeah-yeah
(I hear she’s broke)
I’d rather be hated for who I am
Than loved for who I’m not (Too much pressure)
Yeah-yeah

[Verse 2]
They only want me if I got something to give
They only feel me til I shade
They only need me til they find the next thing
Am I wrong?

[Pre-Chrous]
Or is there too much pressure? (hey!)
Too much pressure (Hmm)
Is there too much pressure? (Yeah-yeah)
Too much pressure (yeah-eah)

[Chrous]
I’d rather be hated for who I am
Than loved for who I’m not (Too much pressure)
Yeah-yeah
I’d rather be hated for who I am
Than loved for who I’m not (Too much pressure)
Yeah-yeah

[Bridge]
Ooh, pressure!
(She doesn’t even drink) (Who is she?)
Too-oh-oh-oh much pressure! (yeah-yeah)
(It’s like she thinks she’s Zelda) (Who is she?)
Ooh, pressure!
(Like I’m not kidding she thinks she’s Zelda) (Who is she?)
Too-oh-oh-oh much pressure!
(But she thinks she’s an anime character. Who is she?) (Who is she?)
(Ew)

[Outro]
I’d rather be hated for who I am
Than loved for who I’m not (Too much pressure)
Yeah-yeah
I’d rather be hated for who I am
Than loved for who I’m not (Too much pressure)
Yeah-yeah
Oh
Hated for this I am
Than loved for who I’m not (Too much pressure)
Yeah-yeah
I’d rather be hated for who I am
Than loved for who I’m not (Too much pressure)
Yeah-yeah
Yeah

Christina Grimmie – Maybe I (All Is Vanity Album)

[Verse 1]
Struggle just to breathe, yeah
Living in a concrete color floor, oh
Everything that you see here
Is just a dirty little plastic crust for your soul
Take a look at the clocks in the room
Like they break each of your heart
Where the lover goes?
And If you can’t love yourself
Then your never gonna rise above

[Chrous]
No magic words you can say
Maybe I’m, not alone
But up in this great unknown
You know, maybe I’m the crazy one
Going, going, gone
Maybe I’m, not afraid
I’m already temp to fade (oh)
This is what I want, so bring it on, and on, and on

We just can’t get enough
No, we just can’t get enough
We just can’t get enough
No, we just can’t get enough

[Verse 2]
I’m tryna find a balance
But I stop, I’m standing on a tilt-a-whirl
Always looking down when
Everything around me starts to crumble and fold
Now you leave
There’s a merry-go-round
And it feels so good til you hit the ground
And if you can’t love yourself
Then you’re never gonna rise above

[Chorus]
No magic words you can say
Maybe I’m, not alone
But up in this great unknown
You know, maybe I’m the crazy one
Going, going, gone
Maybe I’m, not afraid
I’m already temp to fade (oh)
This is what I want so bring it on, and on, and on

We just can’t get enough
No, we just can’t get enough
We just can’t get enough
No, we just can’t get enough
We just can’t get enough
No, we just can’t get enough
We just can’t get enough
No, we just can’t get enough

[Bridge]
And it’s a high when you’re low
It’s a yes but then it don’t
It ain’t what you think, it’s what you know
And I know
Yeah-eah-yeah

[Chrous]
Maybe I’m, not alone
But up in this great unknown
You know, maybe I’m the crazy one
Going, going, gone
Maybe I’m, not afraid
I’m already temp to fade (oh)
This is what I want so bring it on, and on, and on

[Outro]
We just can’t get enough
No, we just can’t get enough
We just can’t get enough
No, we just can’t get enough
We just can’t get enough
No, we just can’t get enough
We just can’t get enough
No, we just can’t get enough
We just can’t get enough
No, we just can’t get enough

Christina Grimmie – Echo (All Is Vanity Album)

[Verse 1]
Boy I don’t understand your drama
Thought we were having fun, should I not have called you
Should I be sorry for being me?
I’m just trying piece together your mind
You and me were cool when I saw you last night
Now we’re in this state of emergency
Oh yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
You say you have half a dozen
But I don’t care
‘Cause I know they ain’t nothing like me, babe
Ain’t nothing like me baby
Hey!

[Chorus]
You keep telling me lies, you know I find out
I don’t keep it inside
I just let it echo, echo
Ricochet like an echo, echo
Hey!

I won’t lay down and die
It’s over this time
XO goodbye
Can you hear it echo, echo
Ricochet like an echo, echo

[Verse 2]
You can keep all the hearts you’re holding
‘Cause I don’t need you where I’m going
I’ll just be myself and live for me
Yeah-yeah
Hey!

[Pre-Chorus]
You say you have half a dozen
But I don’t care
‘Cause I know they ain’t nothin like me, babe
Ain’t nothin like me baby
Hey!

[Chorus]
You keep telling me lies, you know I find out
I don’t keep it inside
I just let it echo, echo, echo
Ricochet like an echo, echo
Hey!

I won’t lay down and die
It’s over this time
XO goodbye
Can you hear it echo, echo?
Ricochet like an echo, echo
(XO goodbye)

[Bridge]
I know, I know you know
There’s more than what you show
You can’t hide, you can’t hide it, no
The truth will echo
Hey!
I know, I know you know
There’s more than what you show
You can’t hide, you can’t hide it, no
The truth will echo
Hey!

I won’t lay down and die
No, no, no
XO goodbye
I let it echo (echo, echo)
I let it echo (yeah!)

[Chorus]
You keep telling me lies, you know I find out
I don’t keep it inside (telling me lies baby!)
I just let it echo, echo
Ricochet like an echo, echo (Ricochet let it echo)
Hey!
I won’t lay down and die
It’s over this time
XO goodbye
Can you let it echo, echo?
Ricochet like an echo, echo
XO goodbye

[Outro]
I know, I know you know
There’s more than what you show
You can’t hide, you can’t hide it, no (You can’t hide it babe)
The truth will echo
Hey!
I know, I know you know
There’s more than what you show
You can’t hide, you can’t hide it, no
The truth will echo

Christina Grimmie – I Only Miss You When I Breathe (All Is Vanity Album)

[Intro]
Hmm
Hey-ey-yeah
Hoo

[Verse 1]
Love is a strange thing
It sets you on fire
It keeps you burning day and night
There’s no doubt that you’re alive
Love is a cold thing
Suddenly frozen
Tearing your heart into a million
Piece by piece

[Pre-Chorus]
All my friends say It wasn’t true love
I shouldn’t waste my tears on you but
They don’t know that I
I only miss you when I breathe

[Chorus]
Oh oh
I only miss you when I breathe
Oh
I only miss you when I didn’t think I’d say but I
Only miss you when I breathe
Oh

[Verse 2]
Love is delusion
Often to see things
It’s magic how it feels when you fall head over heels
Leaving you broken, leaving you bruised
But love is a power
Making you stronger
So why do I always?

[Chorus]
Only miss you when I breathe
Oh oh
I only miss you when I breathe
Oh
I only miss you when I didn’t think I’d say it but I
Only miss you when I breathe
Oh oh

Ooh-ooh-ooh (ooh-ooh)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh (ooh-ooh)
Ooh-ooh-ooh

[Pre-Chorus]
All my friends say It wasn’t true love
I shouldn’t waste my tears on you but
They don’t know that I
Only miss you when I breathe
Yeah

[Chorus]
I only miss you when I breathe (oh)
I only miss you when I breathe
Oh oh

[Outro]
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh (I only miss you when I breathe)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh (I only miss you when I breathe)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh

Christina Grimmie – The Game (All Is Vanity Album)

[Intro]
Hmm
Yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah-yeah
Yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah-yeah
Hmm

[Verse 1]
I called and I wait and a wait went around
And cry with the sound of my heart
Beating for someone that just doesn’t pay attention anyway
And I smile when it hurts
To take a breath that day
When you held me and touched my face
Said you wanted to sleep by my side
So I pray
You’re just a busy bee
And can’t get to the phone right now
‘Cause you’re playing your game

[Pre-Chrous]
And I hate the sound that it makes
When your heart is sick and tired of palpitating to his stupid play
And just because of you
I laugh and cry at the same time
It’s never any other way

[Chrous]
I laugh and cry at the same time
It’s never any other way
Just because of you
I laugh and cry at the same time

[Verse 2]
His game he was a pro
He knew all the rules
Had me wrapped tightly around his dirty finger
What I don’t understand is that I’ll fall for a man
Who really ain’t a man at all
If you know what I’m talking about then
I’m not even gonna complain
Cause I’m sick and tired of palpitating to his stupid play

[Pre-Chrous]
And just because of you
I laugh and cry at the same time
It’s never any other way

[Chrous]
I laugh and cry at the same time
It’s never ever gonna change
Just because of you
I laugh and cry at the same time
It’s never any other way
Oh

[Bridge]
I throw my hands up in the air because I care
I throw my hands up in the air cause it’s not fair
You don’t care
It’s not fair
Yeah

[Outro]
I laugh and cry at the same time
It’s never ever gonna change
And just because of you
I laugh and cry at the same time
It’s never any other way
I laugh and cry at the same time
It’s never ever gonna change
Just because of you
I laugh and cry at the same time
It’s never any other way

Yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah
Yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah

Allie X – Paper Love (Collxtion II Album)

[Verse 1]
I believe, I believe in the things you do
And I wanna believe you believe that too
All the noise in my ear that I hear about you
Pray it can’t, pray it don’t, pray it won’t come true

[Pre-Chorus]
I know you were thinking
Bad things when you kissed me, oh
Your tongue told me every lie
Sad song, warm occasion
Last week, swear no matter what
I’ll be stretching out the time

[Chorus]
Oh, I know that boy’s gonna rip me up
‘Cause he ain’t that nice, he won’t do right
He’ll leave a nasty cut
Oh, I cry until I just dissolve
Come on watch my heart turn to pulp
Like paper (paper-paper)
Paper Love
(Paper, paper love)

[Verse 2]
I believe, I believe in a line so thin
There’s a light, there’s a light and it pulls me in
Going down, going down ’til I chip my chin
Take my head in your hands, pop it with a pin
(With a pin)

[Pre-Chorus]
I know you were thinking
Bad things when you kissed me, oh
Your tongue told me every lie
Sad song, warm occasion
Last week, swear no matter what
I’ll be stretching out the time

[Chorus]
Oh, I know that boy’s gonna rip me up
‘Cause he ain’t that nice, he won’t do right
He’ll leave a nasty cut
Oh, I cry until I just dissolve
Come on watch my heart turn to pulp
Like paper (paper-paper)
Paper Love
(Paper, paper love)

Allie X – Vintage (Collxtion II Album)

[Chorus]
We got the classic image
We got the glossy finish
Bringing back all that good shit
Our love is vintage, uh huh
We’re driving through the moonlight
Touching you just like you like
Every kiss is timeless
Our love is vintage, uh huh

[Verse 1]
In a fast car on a late night
And I’m staring at your jawline
You’re killing me slowly
(You’re killing me slowly)
Now you lean me on the sofa
In a cloud of marijuana
You’re getting to know me

[Pre-Chorus]
I need someone to love me right
Who will give me peace of mind
Who gon’ be there day and night
Alright, uh huh

[Chorus]
We got the classic image
We got the glossy finish
Bringing back all that good shit
Our love is vintage, uh huh
We’re driving through the moonlight
Touching you just like you like
Every kiss is timeless
Our love is vintage, uh huh
Our love is vintage, uh huh
Our love is vintage, uh huh

[Verse 2]
Feel the bassline on the speaker
And my waistline on your fingers
You’re killing me slowly
(You’re killing me slowly) Uh huh
Now we’re dancing on the border
So romantic, pull me closer
And right there you told me, uh huh

[Pre-Chorus]
You need someone to love you right
Who will give you peace of mind
Who gon’ be there day and night
Well alright, uh huh

[Chorus]
We got the classic image
We got the glossy finish
Bringing back all that good shit
Our love is vintage, uh huh
We’re driving through the moonlight
Touching you just like you like
Every kiss is timeless
Our love is vintage, uh huh
Our love is vintage, uh huh
Our love is vintage, uh huh

[Bridge]
I need someone to love me right
Who will give me peace of mind
Who’s gon’ be there day and night
Alright!

[Chorus]
We got the classic image
We got the glossy finish
Bringing back all that good shit
Our love is vintage, uh huh
We’re driving through the moonlight
Touching you just like you like
Every kiss is timeless
Our love is vintage, uh huh
Our love is vintage, uh huh
Our love is vintage, uh huh

Allie X – Need You (feat. Valley Girl) (Collxtion II Album)

[Verse 1: Allie X]
Hey, where’d you go?
We used to be friends
We used to be close
Hey, why’d you leave?
I used to need you
You used to need me

[Pre-Chorus 1: Allie X]
Sitting here with a fist full of ashes
And a heart that I can’t even use
Just keep telling myself, over and over and over till

[Chorus: Allie X]
I don’t need you
I don’t need you
I don’t need you
Anymore (anymore, anymore)

[Verse 2: Valley Girl]
And now that you’re gone
Days are wasted, way too long
Nights feel like years
Felt your body next to mine without you here

[Pre-Chorus 2: Valley Girl]
Toss and we turn with a fist full of ashes
And a heart that I don’t even use
I’ll just keep telling myself, over and over and over till

[Chorus: Valley Girl]
I don’t need you
I don’t need you
I don’t need you
Anymore (anymore, anymore)

[Bridge: Allie X & Valley Girl]
Missing you is like second nature
Parts of you and so many layers
I’m mishing now that I could erase you
But I don’t know what to do (oh)
I miss the calm and your nirvana
I miss the fire and all your drama
I’m whispering like it’s a mantra
But that don’t make it true

[Chorus: Allie X & Valley Girl]
I don’t need you
I don’t need you
I don’t need you
Anymore (anymore, anymore)

[Outro: Allie X & Valley Girl]
No, I don’t need you
No, I don’t need you
No, I don’t need you
No, I don’t need you

Ace – How Long lyrics

How long has this been going on?
How long has this been going on?

Well, your friends with their fancy persuasion
Don’t admit that it’s part of a scheme
But I can’t help but have my suspicion
‘Cause I ain’t quite as dumb as I seem

And you said you was never intending
To break up our scene in this way
But there ain’t any use in pretending
It could happen to us any day

How long has this been going on?
How long has this been going on?

Oh, your friends with their fancy persuasion
Don’t admit that it’s part of a scheme
But I can’t help but have my suspicion
‘Cause I ain’t quite as dumb as I seem

Oh, you said you was never intending
To break up our scene this way
But there ain’t any use in pretending
It could happen to us any day

And how long has this been going on?
How long has this been going on?
(How long?)
How long has this been going on?
(How long has this?)

How long has this been going on?
(How long?)
How long has this been going on?