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Chief Keef – Go (Two Zero One Seven Album)

[Intro: FTR Drama]
Ballin’ like I’m Michael, cuz Sosa from Chiraq
Keep that GG and that rifle, that chopper from Iraq
BSG, we 3Hunna, we be thuggin’ peep my tats, You be fuckin’ with them ho niggas
Get blown off the map. FTR shit nigga, GBE shit nigga, Chiraq to Clipsburg Sosa in this bitch (Sosa Baby)

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I be shining, cus all my diamonds, I spent a dub on
I got plenty Louis and Fendi, yo bitch she love it
My lil niggas hot, they knock ya top off
Indicted for sellin’ out my house and doin’ drop-offs
I get so high, swear I be so high I feel like Top Dog
Im from 300 O’Block, you a real nigga, knock-off
Glock 40, clip hold fifty boy don’t shot down
That Mac hold a hunnid shots, don’t get shot down in yo’ town
I make it rain 100’s and 50’s, on all these stripper hoes
No feelings but I’m addicted, to all these stripper hoes
My shooters, tote K’s and rugers, look like a gun show
Talk outside of yo’ mouth, boy you gone get gunned down

[Hook: FTR Drama]
Hittin’ licks and movin’, bricks I’m servin’ all the white folks
Shawty wanna fuck with me, she heard that I might blow
Ballin’ like im Michael, shining like some white gold
Got some hittas in the midst, loadin’ up them rifles
Go (2x) she heard that I might blow
Go (2x) I’m ballin’ like I’m Michael
Go (2x) I’m shinin’ like some white gold
Go (2x) They loadin’ up them rifles

[Verse 2: FTR Drama]
This 40 I keep it on me, like it’s hoey
She on me, she wanna fuck me, but she don’t know me
Its Drama, I’m ’bout that drama, I do the troopin’
I’m ballin’, bitch I’m ballin’ but I ain’t hoopin’
My dog gone, my car do 1 5 we ’bout that shootin’
We winnin’, ain’t no prentendin’, You niggas losin’
He tryin’ me, somebody found ’em, with his eyes shut
You bitch niggas try and diss niggas, you will get lined up
Foreign, my gun is foreign, these Gucci’s foreign
GG, through the GG, boo and its borin’
Strip club I threw ’bout ten up
I had it pourin’, Harm he
Bitch at the body, my niggas scorin’

[Hook]
Hittin’ licks and movin’, bricks I’m servin’ all the white folks
Shawty wanna fuck with me, she heard that I might blow
Ballin’ like im Michael, shining like some white gold
Got some hittas in the midst, loadin’ up them rifles
Go (2x) she heard that I might blow
Go (2x) I’m ballin’ like I’m Michael
Go (2x) I’m shinin’ like some white gold
Go (2x) They loadin’ up them rifles

Chief Keef – Telling It All (Two Zero One Seven Album)

[Intro]
Runnin’ to the cheese, lil’ nigga, I ain’t fuckin’ round
Them hit-men with me lil’ nigga, they will hunt you down
Sosa was never ’bout that life, how the fuck you sound
Put the red dot on your nose, you’s a fuckin’ clown

[Hook]
I’m in the foreign ass truck at the stoplight
We leave your ass left if you’re not right
I’m in traffic, pull up and steal your spotlight
Red insides, white out, that’s a stop sign
And the truck look like a dump ’cause it’s sittin’ tall
Break his ankles, take the shot, ball nigga, ball
Gucci jackets, both pockets filled with it all
And these diamonds and my jewelry tellin’ it all

[Verse 1]
I hit Gucci just to stunt
I just poured me up a cup
I’ve been in it since a pup
I’m gonna get it, wish me luck
We in that tinted car, you fucked
Nah in Tunechis voice, you trucked
Rollin’ dope up like a cluck
So much dope, it got me stuck
I swear I be high as fuck
In the mall just buyin’ stuff
Ring me up, I’m cashin’ out
Ain’t with all that trying’stuff
And I got that iron tucked
I just started chargin’ up
Ain’t with all the fussin’ stuff
In that vrrrrm cuttin’ up

[Hook]
I’m in the foreign ass truck at the stoplight
We leave your ass left if you’re not right
I’m in traffic, pull up and steal your spotlight
Red insides, white out, that’s a stop sign
And the truck look like a dump ’cause it’s sittin’ tall
Break his ankles, take the shot, ball nigga, ball
Gucci jackets, both pockets filled with it all
And these diamonds and my jewelry tellin’ it all

[Verse 2]
I’m in the diamond, district kickin’ big shit
Bank roll, on me, poppin’ big shit
Me and the crew, in your city we got big sticks
Big TV, middle toilet, I take big shits
I had your bitch, in my office, now she dismissed
No attention, especially when she throwin’ big fits
Forty pointers, and a watch, that’s that big shit
A couple shows, my pockets fatter than a big bitch
Whole pint, now I gotta take a big piss
Triple A, I always got a-fuckin’-ssistance
Peter Parker, I always knew I had a sixth sense
And the opps, is always on my fuckin’ hit-list

[Hook]
I’m in the foreign ass truck at the stoplight
We leave your ass left if you’re not right
I’m in traffic, pull up and steal your spotlight
Red insides, white out, that’s a stop sign
And the truck look like a dump ’cause it’s sittin’ tall
Break his ankles, take the shot, ball nigga, ball
Gucci jackets, both pockets filled with it all
And these diamonds and my jewelry tellin’ it all

Chief Keef – Stand Down (feat. Tadoe) (Two Zero One Seven Album)

[Hook: Chief Keef]
Bitch, I ball hard like Cailou
Ballin’ so hard might foul you
Money in my pocket, might buy you
Start gettin’ cash, they love you
Life that I live not for you
You fuck niggas in trouble
What comes with bein’ loyal
That mothafuckin’ royal
I’m a real fuckin’ nigga, I don’t care now
All that tough, talk get your man slammed
Swear I be feelin’ like Bank Roll
Around these fuck niggas, can’t stay ’round
Slide on your block, that’s a man down
Fuck around and get your fuckin’ mans drowned
Woo-Woo, that’s that ambulance sound
I got the shooters ridin’ with me nigga, stand down

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
These lame ass niggas can’t stand me
These niggas can’t feed of my energy
They ain’t puttin’ shit under my Christmas tree
Make the work stretch out like a centipede
Put a couple tracks down for my mini-mes
More bulls like I’m about to hit a Fendi
Get low ’cause I’m ’bout to hit a enemy
You turned ’cause you about to hit a penalty
I got the eyes of a lion, don’t I?
I am the shit I am the fliest, aren’t I?
See what I like, I’ma buy it, aren’t I?
I’m part of them breeds that are dyin’, aren’t I?
I don’t wanna drive, bitch, I wanna fly
Blue cheese on me, .40 on the side
You not down to ride
Niggas gonna die
This a homicide
We ain’t gonna lie
Bankroll on me like P.J
Hoppin’ on a PJ
Hunnid band bands for a speed race
Baby, I’m sorry for the delay
I was on the phone buyin’ hundred band shit off eBay
You know when we on tour
We gotta make a stop for some snacks
On the mothafuckin’ speedway
You know when we on tour
We gotta make a stop for some snacks
On the mothafuckin’ speedway

[Hook: Chief Keef]
Bitch, I ball hard like Cailou
Ballin’ so hard might foul you
Money in my pocket, might buy you
Start gettin’ cash, they love you
Life that I live not for you
You fuck niggas in trouble
What comes with bein’ loyal
That mothafuckin’ royal
I’m a real fuckin’ nigga, I don’t care now
All that tough, talk get your man slammed
Swear I be feelin’ like Bank Roll
Around these fuck niggas, can’t stay ’round
Slide on your block, that’s a man down
Fuck around and get your fuckin’ mans drowned
Woo-Woo, that’s that ambulance sound
I got the shooters ridin’ with me nigga, stand down

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
You and your motherfuckin’ boy lame
Me and them boys totin’ things
And that right there is a sure thing
And I am smokin’ that cure thing
I know you’re smellin’ this pure thing
You don’t be movin’ that pure ‘cane
This cash that I’m spendin’ is lil’ change
A quarter the size of my earrin’

[Verse 3: Tadoe]
Gettin’ to the guap don’t stall dog
Pass me the ball I’m a ball hog
Doin’ more numbers than a call log
Smokin’ on dope, it’s a fog log
And I just poured me a eight
And I just copped me a SRT8
Sosa just copped that Wraith
Who wanna bet that cake?

[Hook: Chief Keef]
Bitch, I ball hard like Cailou
Ballin’ so hard might foul you
Money in my pocket, might buy you
Start gettin’ cash, they love you
Life that I live not for you
You fuck niggas in trouble
What comes with bein’ loyal
That mothafuckin’ royal
I’m a real fuckin’ nigga, I don’t care now
All that tough, talk get your man slammed
Swear I be feelin’ like Bank Roll
Around these fuck niggas, can’t stay ’round
Slide on your block, that’s a man down
Fuck around and get your fuckin’ mans drowned
Woo-Woo, that’s that ambulance sound
I got the shooters ridin’ with me nigga, stand down

Chief Keef – Running Late (Two Zero One Seven Album)

[Hook]
One for the money, two for the drugs
Three for my pistol, four for the slug
One, two, comin’ for you
Three, four, knockin’ on your door
Five, six, comin’ through your gate
Seven, eight, we was runnin’ a little late

[Verse 1]
Nine, ten, I’m ridin’ with extendeds
Eleven, twelve, Forbes on my hit list
Thirteen, fourteen, karats on my pinky
Fifteen, sixteen, tattoos bitch, I’m inky
Seventeen, eighteen, chains got me iced out
Nineteen, twenty, fuckin’ bands to get you sniped out
Little case, twenty-one bands will get you right out
Free Cdai, a .22 shotter’s on me right now
Twenty-three’s on the car, twenty-four’s on the truck
Twenty-five times 2’s in my motherfuckin’ Glock
I got twenty-six pumps for a motherfuckin’ thot
I’m sendin’ twenty-seven shots at a motherfuckin’ opp

[Hook]
One for the money, two for the drugs
Three for my pistol, four for the slug
One, two, comin’ for you
Three, four, knockin’ on your door
Five, six, comin’ through your gate
Seven, eight, we was runnin’ a little late

[Verse 2]
Twenty-nine, thirty, I was posted with them .30’s
Thirty-one, thirty-two, I’m so gone like a birdy
Thirty-three, thirty-four, call me Sosa Paul Birdy
Thirty-five, thirty-six, I got my ball all dirty
Thirty-seven, thirty-eight, Tony Tiger bitch, I’m great
Thirty-nine, forty, I can sense these niggas fate
Forty-one, forty-two, I want it from them in the coupe
I’m goin’ 143 and 144 too
Forty-five for my jacket, aw man!
Forty-six in them and we givin’ out ten
Forty-seven of them bands
Big racks like I wear a 48 in pants
BANG BANG

[Hook]
One for the money, two for the drugs
Three for my pistol, four for the slug
One, two, comin’ for you
Three, four, knockin’ on your door
Five, six, comin’ through your gate
Seven, eight, we was runnin’ a little late

Chief Keef – Anything Gets You Paid (Two Zero One Seven Album)

[Verse]
Remember what they say, you can rule the world
I’m blingin’ thanks to my jeweler, girl
I ain’t worried about you, girl
I ain’t chasin’ no stupid girls
I know I can hit it any day I want
Fuck your friends, baby, just say I won’t
I’m sittin’ here at Cryo, therapy for my muscles
You got cash for me? Put it in my duffle
I like to get it, count it, in a money machine
I cannot trust you, that’s my honesty
How many times you said you’re down with me?
All of these times you thought you were on to me
I don’t love you, I know baby, I’m so wrong
You called me, like Monica, I’m so gone
You leavin’ voicemails like, "Nigga please, answer your phone"
Slammin’ my doors sayin’ I ain’t goin’ home
Scratchin’ my cars with keys
Hitting my Balmain’s with bleach
Broke the glass all in my seat
I’m leavin’ girl, you awful to me
Don’t want me to see my shawty
That’s that shit my mama taught me
For all the shit my mama bought me
I owe her a million times for all it

Substantial – Mlk (Dream Big) 2.0 (feat. See King & Matthew Shell) (The Past Is Always Present In The Future Album)

[HOOK]
Back stateside on MLK riding
Low in the whip look like no one’s driving (Repeat 3x)
Whether 395 or 704
Dream big baby stay steady on course

[VERSE 1] (See King)
I grace these peasants with my presence King Martin Luther
The streets with his namesakes the perfect place to find a shooter
A civil rights mover turning left up in a Cougar
Watching the revolution on TVs took by a looter
On fire like H Street, tongue twerks on a break beat
History maker tell spectator to take seat
Enjoy the experience of this social experiment
Send shots at Cyclops; close the eye on the pyramid
I’m too dope it’s no legalizing this lyricist
Father MC and your baby mother’s the surrogate
Hip Hop’s in my heritage, save it from the culture vultures and
The poet poachers, still not a player though I’m dressing like the coaches
Most of us fell victim, to well-placed pitfalls got my dawgs in the system
The chocolate city now suffers from vitiligo
The dream died on that balcony pray it wakes up tomorrow

[VERSE 2] (Substantial)
Mike King like the minister’s initial name
Fighting imprisonment and those with wicked aims
Who administer pain, but we navigate the baddest fate
Like our ancestors did use our head to carry weight
Many chose to move it so now they facing the music
Misguided warriors can’t find their place amongst the movement
So you know the guns stay shooting ‘cause the streets blind niggas
Don’t see their a budding Nobel Peace Prize Winner
Tryna’ eat my dinner like what’s mine is yours…
Really what’s mine is ours, need to combine our power
Why shine for hours we can reflect eternally
For y’all to take me seriously, they’d have to murder me
No respect like the mascot in gold & burgundy
But certainly spitters this ill belong in infirmaries
Still dreaming temporary setbacks be deferring me
But my Corretta know betta she ride for eternity

[VERSE 3]
(See King)
Lost my sight at the podium, blinded by diabetes
A diet with too much sodium still writing this opium
Claim country in crisis gain control of petroleum
Dreamt big as a kid, grew to be a custodian
Mass media frenzy, beamers Benzes and Bentleys
Before we party’d with panthers but now the venue is empty
Still penny pinching while the devil’s Willie lynching
Guess my brother was too poor to pay attention…Overstand!

(Substantial)
Baby soldiers taken over never be an older man
Ain’t playing with a full deck, no one there to hold their hand
So they hold the steel like they wielding the wrath of God
Or hoping for a deal for their skill as a rapping God
….Hoping to give them chills with their catalog
Or hoop dreaming cuz they got skills with a basketball
Once you’re at the mall speaking to and for the people
Will you follow like sheep do or take a stance against evil while we’re…

[HOOK]
Back stateside on MLK riding
Low in the whip look like no one’s driving (Repeat 3x)
Whether 395 or 704
Dream big baby stay steady on course

Substantial – Follow The Master (The Past Is Always Present In The Future Album)

[Hook]
Follow the Master
Follow the Master
Follow the Master
Follow the Master

[Verse 1]
If you don’t move the crowd and ain’t a master of the ceremony
Or a microphone controller you are not an emcee
So don’t ever disrespect the homie
World class title holder born and raised in MD
Known to get the party poppin quicker
Then stripper with vodka in her so they gonna clap for me
But I ain’t talkin’ booty cheeks
Slick with the dudy speak, shit talk mastery
…I’m Mugen with a blue pen
Samurai Champloo be damned if I can lose
If I did, I put 2 L’s together and make a W
Dumb of you, comparing Substantial to a substitute
All I do is win but it’s clearly ain’t your thing
Then again you’re more T-Pain then painting
I’m art personified, all heart magnified
By ‘bout a 105, no doubt… come alive

[Hook]
Follow the Master
Follow the Master
Follow the Master
Follow the Master

[Verse 2]
Fuck off the stage bum
You ain’t doin shit no need to tell’em to save some
Crowd look well rested, had time to get adjusted
Copped food and drinks and had time to digest it
I’ma make’em feel like they were part of my live show
No voice, clothes moist it’s hotter than Cairo
Watch me blow the spot when I drop my payload
I got’em going wild, it ain’t raining no pesos
They do what I say so ‘cause my presence demands it
A veteran standard, man what’s better than Stan shit
I will sever they hand if they extend it to grab this
Shit on everything like I’ve never been pampered
Son’em like Frederick Sandford, been a G
But I don’t sale trash just so I can make a living, B
I’m art personified, all heart magnified
By ‘bout a 105, no doubt… come alive

[Hook]
Follow the Master
Follow the Master
Follow the Master
Follow the Master

[Verse 3]
I be ripping up the stage like I’m tearing up floor boards
You don’t keep’em engage they just lay on the floor bored
I have’em in a craze they gon’ leave with their core sore
Body crowds for days like a terrorist warlord
Light up the scoreboard, go hard as mug…
I’m a titan I throw swords, throat armed with a scud
If you mic’em he’s so raw but doper when unplugged
A sight sicker than cold sores, go for a dub
If you pay at the door, unless you pay in advance
This ain’t your regular show that’s right you even can dance
No need to hold up the wall, it got plenty of beams
You can throw up your arms and if you’re feeling it scream
2 turntables and a mic that’s what I call riot gear
Turn all the way up! It’s about to get live in here
I’m art personified, all heart magnified
By ‘bout a 105, no doubt… come alive

[Hook]
Follow the Master
Follow the Master
Follow the Master
Follow the Master

Substantial – Black Of All Trades (V2) (The Past Is Always Present In The Future Album)

[VERSE 1]
I can paint a picture with words or just brushes
Make something out of nothing ain’t nothing to make something
Cutting up samples while keeping the bass pumping
Nothing we can’t handle I will have this place jumping
Your tramp on lean, I’d rather have a queen
Of course I am a king so I can have a dream
Or be your worst nightmare at war never fight fair
If our freedom is right there take it by any means
Learn PEACE from the Gods but I still study violence
I fight for my serenity if anything challenge
Write dope on a tightrope trying to find balance
Build my skill with will plus talent
Slanger of the rhymes, training young minds
Painter of the times, Maker of designs
Sailor of the skies, pilot of the seas
Baker of the pies, refiner of the dreams

[HOOK]
…I do it (do it)
Black of all trades, I do it (do it)
Put art on a page I do it (do it)
I do it (do it), I do it (do it)
Make something out of nothing ain’t nothing to make something
If you want to do it… do it
Make something out of nothing ain’t nothing to make something
If you want to do it… do it

[VERSE 2]
Do it until it’s done and there ain’t nothin’ left to do
Do it under the sun can tell you did it from your hue
Doin’ it in the park after dark me & you
Different type of vibe but I’mma work it ‘til we’re thru
I’m a mover and shaker
Up at dawn, stumble strong
So my jaw stay about as smooth as sandpaper
This is for the chance takers, villains gave us lemon
Now we Lemonade makers don’t let any man break ya
…We’re def the most resilient yall seen bey
He don’t play but highly sought after as teammate
Nothing I can’t do, you should broaden your dreamscape
Food for thought you should be consuming what we bake
Teach, cook, write, love, speak good, fight, f**k
Seek, look, eyes shut, we must rise up
Often write rhymes, dark skin, bright mind
Lost winds, fly blind, fortunes I find…

[HOOK]
…I do it (do it)
Black of all trades, I do it (do it)
Shackle my brain can’t do it (do it)
Won’t do it (do it), can’t do it (do it)
Made something out of nothing ain’t nothing to make something
If you want to do it… do it
Made something out of nothing ain’t nothing to make something
If you want to do it… do it

[VERSE 3]
How you gonna tell me what I can’t do..
Sh*t… I probably did it first..
Ain’t nothin I can’t handle…
…Sure as hell can’t do it worse
So I’mma make it cooler. Add a little flavor
Take us to the future. Be a little greater
I ain’t scared to barter, skill more valuable than paper
Work a little harder put it down and make’em pay up
…I lay it down they tell me stay up
Then every time I turn around they talking ‘bout a pay cut
Trying to stop a baker who out here gettin his cake up
Skills surpassing his peers, wondering why I bring race up
Cuz average got us living under poverty lines
And good’s only good enough part of the time
…And great will make’em hate you from afar
In the comment section like “Who these niggers think they are?”

[HOOK]
Black of all trades, I do it (do it)
Carry the world’s weight I do it (do it)
I’ll be damned if I can’t I do it (do it)
I do it (do it), I do it (do it)
Make something out of nothing ain’t nothing to make something
If you want to do it… do it
Make something out of nothing ain’t nothing to make something
If you want to do it… do it

Substantial – Ptxd (The Past Is Always Present In The Future Album)

[VERSE 1]
I don’t even know’em
Don’t be saying it’s a wrap, when I ain’t flowing
…Though I am at the moment
Opposites attract and also can be opponents
I am what I am, didn’t plan to be chosen
Plus I can’t break what was already broken
But Mister Fix-it put a plan in motion
Yep, you was with it, Goddamn it’s potent
But still runnin your mouth ‘bout your your last
Compared and contrasted with his bumb ass
Must’ve come pass for the hit & cum pass
Got the booty, got lost and tossed the compass
Dumb fast now your hearts protected
Let the wrong playa play now I’m ejected
(Ghetto) Not what I expected
Dikem-Bae, why am I rejected

[HOOK]
Girl I’m not your ex man
Though I might be your best man
But the question is…
Are you gonna let your past fuck with your present
And future (so what you really want bae?)
Loser (or start something with a real man?)
Sooner (or later, maybe even today)
You gon’ (have to make the right move bae)

[VERSE 2]
Switch up the tune
From dysfunctional to give us the true you ooh
Never let the past rule you
Bout to miss out on a good dude
Don’t get too comfortable
‘Cause, when I come for you
Ain’t nothing like what you use to do
Purple skies and blue moons
Scale it back if it’s too soon
Switch up the pace
Don’t need another man try’na put you in your place
If we ridin’, why be behind me, stand beside me
Journey to the top we can take turns driving
Never be a prop this a pure alliance
Never gotta crop any picture I’m in (no)
No shade, so vibrant
Rock ’till my breathin’ stop but know that

[HOOK]
Girl I’m not your ex man
Though I might be your best man
But the question is…
Are you gonna let your past fuck with your present
And future (so what you really want bae?)
Loser (or start something with a real man?)
Sooner (or later, maybe even today)
You gon’ (have to make the right move bae)

[BRIDGE]
You should be with me but you got PTXD
Don’t let your past hold your future hostage that’s LL not me
Escape that hell and be free
Don’t have to forget just please leave
All that deep shit aside… he ain’t got a damn thing to do with me
What I’m saying is…

[HOOK]
Girl I’m not your ex man
Though I might be your best man
But the question is…
Are you gonna let your past fuck with your present
And future (so what you really want bae?)
Loser (or start something with a real man?)
Sooner (or later, maybe even today)
You gon’ (have to make the right move bae)

Substantial – It Could Happen (The Past Is Always Present In The Future Album)

[Hook]
Will it happen? Could it happen? I don’t know
Signs are around me, everywhere I go
From P.G. County to Tokyo
Everywhere I go, the people wanna know…
How will it go down?!

[Verse 1]
I had a nightmare that I hope don’t come true (Talk about it, bruh!)
Black blood on the streets ‘cause they’ve blacklisted our hue (So ironic, huh?)
Thought it was a dream until I turned on the tube (What you seein’ mang?)
Murder, hate and sadness all I see on the news (Can’t believe it, mang!)
S‘pose to be the future but it look like the past (Seen it all before)
Master’s boot still on our throat when it ain’t up our ass (Time to go to war)
Bracelets come with collars, kept on a very short leash (Get it off of me)
Homes are now are cages, called animals by the beast (The hypocrisy)

[Hook]
Will it happen? Could it happen? I don’t know
Signs are around me, everywhere I go
From P.G. County to Tokyo
Everywhere I go, the people wanna know…
How will it go down?!

[Verse 2]
I had a daydream while I was wide awake (Oh word?)
Opponents try to put a rack of shit upon our shoulders, they ain’t know it
But we just could not break (No sir!)
Had our community and businesses in order, we supported
Ourselves our own way (Indeed)
Greater schools within our zoning, our creations never stolen
Taught and owned what we made (No greed)
S’pose to be future but it could to be today (Talk about it)
Soon as you see your destiny is linked to ours
And acknowledge that these scars will not fade (Ain’t forgot about it)
And stop the whitewashing of our Gods far too long you been
Controlling our faith and fate
I pray, one day, we work together
Or lay to waste this world forever!

[Hook]
Will it happen? Could it happen? I don’t know
Signs are around me, everywhere I go
From P.G. County to Tokyo
Everywhere I go, the people wanna know…
How will it go down?!

Substantial – Lasting Impression (feat. Wayna) (The Past Is Always Present In The Future Album)

[Chorus]
Maryland, yall got me cuz (Yeah!)
Sub & The Stuy come rock with us (Yeah!)
DC, yall got me cuz (Yeah!)
HiPNOTT in the spot come rock w/ us (Yeah!)
Eh, VA yall got me cuz (Yeah!)
You know this joint ji crank come rock with us (Yeah!)
Worldwide get live with us (Yeah!)
Turn the volume way up come rock with us (Yeah!)

[Verse 1]
Can’t end before it begins
No one does it alone and we too old to play pretend
This is for my supporters fans family and friends
Wifey for sticking by me like we was Siamese twins
Last line was generic, my status ain’t that’s apparent
Came up on the low like I be shopping in clearance
And I do, ‘cause my biz more important than my appearance
Shouldn’t judge by the cover but you can tell this shit serious!
The past is always present in the future!!!
I ain’t going nowhere but up
Was naming your favorite rapper ‘fore you was lookin’em up
Advising some legends ‘fore you acknowledge my presence
Marathoning these sprinters while minimizing my effort
Maximizing my gains a rapper thats gots some brains
Flew my family out the country for $200 and some change
I be stacking them miles I’m frequently on them fliers
When you stay above the clouds it’s easy to take it higher
Lets go… go… go… go… go… eh!
Battle tested and approved
Yall were bodied in your party, asphyxiated your crew
Kinda shit we use do when dudes battled over rhythms
Beatbox, lunch table or a trash radio system
Handclaps, DJ… but eventually I moved on
‘Cause unlike bammas nowadays I make pretty good songs
I never shuck and jive for muthaphucas live
I make the type of music that help people reconstruct their lives
I know yall love right, so keep it on repeat…
Still climbing like I don’t know a peak
Flowing like you disabled, you sounding like you don’t know a beat
Rockin the ark when paired with loops dirtier than Noah’s feet
Couldn’t pay’em to notice me, now they pay ‘cause they know it’s me
Heads turning like rotaries, knowin’ he’s awesome totally
Exes who still ain’t over me realigning their ovaries
Respected globally, now they lovin me locally
Urban legend, surely reppin MD you better know it, we here!

[Bridge: Wayna]
How lucky to be
Apart of legacy
Now you can come with me
And we could be…
Legendary!

[Verse 2]
These songs are one part of my legacy
But time will tell what will come from these youngins that met me
Tan, yellow, white, red, ebony, armed with verbal weaponry
Topple obstacles that stand between them and destiny
Haters, fakers and shottas, light takers and coppers
Who wanna eff up your chakras but don’t let none of that stop ya
Gotcha…
Live our dreams while we’re awake now that’s the mantra
When you carried the weight remember who was there to spot ya!
(Keep pushing… take it from tippy!)

[Chorus]
Wayna, you got me cuz (Yeah!)
I appreciate you, Queen for rocking with us (Yeah!)
Kokayi, you got me cuz (Yeah!)
My brother from another mother be rockin’ w/ us (Yeah!)
QN5, yall got me cuz (Yeah!)
Still holding me down, they rockin’ with us (Yeah!)
Worldwide get live with us (Yeah!)
Let The Stuy take us home come ride with us! (Yeah!)

Nick Cave – Where The Wild Roses Grow lyrics

They call me The Wild Rosebut my name was Elisa Daywhy they call me it I do not knowfor my name was Elisa Dayfrom the first day I saw I knew she was the oneas she stared in my eyes and smiledfor her lips were the colour of the rosesthat grew down the river, all bloody and wildwhen he knocked on my door and entered the roommy trembling subsided in his sure embracehe would be my first man, and with a careful handhe wiped at the tears that ran down my facechoruson the second day I brought her a flowershe was more beautiful than any woman I’d seeni said, “Do you know where the wild roses growSo sweet and scarlet and free?”On the second day he came with a single red rosesaid, “Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?”I nodded my head, as I lay on the bedhe said, “If I show you the roses will you follow?”choruson the third day he took me to the riverhe showed me the roses and we kissedand the last thing I heard was a muttered wordas he knelt smiling above me with a rock in his fiston the last day I took her where the wild roses growand she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thiefas I kissed her goodbye, I said “All beauty must die”Lent down and planted a rose between her teethchorus

Pokemon – I’ll Always Remember You lyrics

I’ll always remember you
Carry your dreams
Until they come true
Each breath that I take
Each moment away
I’ll always remember you

Everywhere I walk, I see your shadow
And when I close my eyes, I see your face
Every song I sing, I hear your melody
Because not a moment that goes by
And you’re not on my mind

You will always be my hero
Never scared, braver than us all
Guiding light for me to follow
Always showing me the way
Right beside me everyday

I’ll always remember you
Carry your dreams
Until they come true
Each breath that I take
Each moment away
I’ll always remember you

Oh oh yeah, I remember
Hey yes yes, I remember

Oh, for the sacrifice you made
And all the gifts you gave

I’ll always remember you
Carry your dreams
Until they come true
Each breath that I take
Each moment away
I’ll always remember you you you

I’ll always remember you
I’ll carry your dreams
Until they come true
Each breath that I take
Each moment away
I’ll always remember
Always remember
I’ll always remember you

Nikita – Seperti Yang Kau Ingini lyrics

Bukan dengan barang fana
Kau membayar dosaku
Dengan darah yang maha
Tiada noda dan celah

Bukan dengan emas perak
Kau menebus diriku
Oleh segenap kasih
Dan pengorbananMu

Reff:
Ku telah mati dan tinggalkan
Jalan hidupku yg lama
Semuanya sia-sisa
Dan tak berarti lagi

Hidup ini kuletakkan
Pada mesbahMu ya Tuhan
Jadilah padaku seperti
Yang kau ingini

Bukan dengan emas perak
Kau menebus diriku
Oleh segenap kasih
Dan pengorbananMu

Somos Elefantes – Sum Ol’ Bow lyrics

You’re looking out on all your people
Waiting on the hand you once sought to bite
You lie not far from where you are
What lies ahead we doubt you’ll find

You’re coughing up on all your country
Competent enough to start a war
You are, you find, you come undone
You are, you find, you call me out

You left someone and now you’re on your own
You’re waiting on someone to let you know
You left someone and now you got to go

You’re lashing out on all your concrete
Smash it in and out like this no more
We share a child, but don’t be scared
If you feed alone, we won’t prevail

You’re breaking out on all your secrets
So let me get the cops let me start a fire
You run your words, and all we feel
This sides is alone, your god can kill

You left someone and now you’re on your own
You’re waiting on someone to let you know
You left someone and now you got to go

Courtney Fortune – Ojai lyrics

Bags are packed in the morning
Got an ETA in the evening
Your friends are in the back still sleeping
It’s been half of this ride

I hold your hand cause I wanna
As we’re making plans for the summer
Boy looking at you I know it’s gonna
Be all alright

Cause I’m gonna get to you
And you’re gonna get to me
Honey I’m gonna get to you
And you’re gonna get to me

I’ll meet you in Ojai, Ojai
Those California stars
They never looked so bright
I’ll meet you in Ojai Ojai
Those California stars
And nothing, nothing but sky

Could you put a dollar on a feeling
Or give a name to a reason
Cause we’ve all got the families we were given
And the ones that we’ve made

So let’s stay up dreaming all night
Be the first to see the sunrise
You can hold onto me in this life
And if we only had one more day

I’ll meet you in Ojai, Ojai
Those California stars
They never looked so bright
I’ll meet you in Ojai, Ojai
Those California stars
And nothing, nothing but sky

Well I’m gonna get to you
And you’re gonna get to me
Honey I’m gonna get to you
And you’re gonna get to me

I said I’m gonna get to you
And you’re gonna get to me
Honey I’m gonna get to you
And you’re gonna get to me

I’ll meet you in Ojai, Ojai
Those California stars
They never looked so bright
I’ll meet you in Ojai, Ojai
Those California stars
And nothing but sky
California stars
And nothing but sky
Those California stars
And nothing but sky

Alicia Keys – That’s What’s Up lyrics

You want me to give you a testimony about my life
And how good he’s been to me
I don’t know what to tell you about him
I love him so much with all my heart and my soul
With every bone in my body I love him so much
Because he’s done so much for me

Ladies and Gentleman allow me my testimony
I’m so blessed, I’m so blessed
And it feels so good, it feels so good
So good to be free
Oh keep your prayers
Keep your prayers in someway

Let all your innovations lead the world
Can nobody leave me
Can nobody leave me like you
I want to thank you Lord
For all the love
Your love
Time after time you lifted me up
No no, you never let me down
Now that’s what’s up
That’s whats up

Cashmere Cat & Camila Cabello – Love incredible

I forgot the feeling
The feeling of being alone, but not lonely
I guess when you touch me
My fears and my secrets belong to you only
Close the door behind you
Just let me love you, show you, hold you
My mind stays on you
So does my body let me show you

But I wanna come through
And I wanna need you
Could you be my muse?
Lately all I think about is you
I’m never sick about it
This love’s incredible-credible
Have a little mercy on me, baby you got me
Wanting more, wanting more
Of your love-ove’s incredible-credible
Have a little mercy on me, baby, you got me
Wanting more, wanting more
Of your love-ove

I know you’ve been hurt
By the way that you look away
From me too early
You don’t like to talk about it
But it was fun, I get it
So don’t worry

But I wanna come through
And I wanna need you
Could you be my muse?
Lately all I think about is you
I’m never sick about it
This love’s incredible-credible
Have a little mercy on me, baby, you got me
Wanting more, wanting more
Of your love-ove’s incredible-credible
Have a little mercy on me, baby, you got me
Wanting more, wanting more
Of your love-ove

Wanting more, wanting more
Of your loooove
Wanting more, wanting more
Of your loooove

This love…
Wanting more
Wanting more

Nicoleta Nuca – Cand Pleci

Stau in slapi de casa, la balcon cu o cafea amara
As fuma, dar mi-a ramas doar o tigara
Undeva mai jos la bloc se aude sunet de chitara
Si as iesi pe afara, dar afara ploua iara

Nu-i nimic, noi am iubit mereu ploile de vara
Cand eram copii, ne ascundeam de ele in scara
Imi aminteste de tine tot ce ne inconjoara
Ai plecat de un sfert de ora, dar eu deja te astept cu dor
Sa vii diseara

Cand pleci, multe, multe sarutari sa-mi dai
O sa le pastrez pe buze, sa ai ce lua cand vii
Cand pleci, multe, multe sarutari sa-mi dai
O sa le pastrez pe buze, sa ai ce lua cand vii

Nu dori ce simte o fata, tu stiind ca sunt a ta
Iubeste-ma cumva anume, anume cum vreau eu, nu cum te-a invatat fosta
Am o parere si parearea mea e ca cine minte judeca alte iubiri, dar eu nu
Astept pe oricine, astept sa vii tu

Imi aminteste de tine tot ce ne inconjoara
Ai plecat de un sfert de ora, dar eu deja te astept cu dor
Sa vii diseara

Cand pleci, multe, multe sarutari sa-mi dai
O sa le pastrez pe buze, sa ai ce lua cand vii
Cand pleci, multe, multe sarutari sa-mi dai
O sa le pastrez pe buze, sa ai ce lua cand vii

Cand pleci, cand pleci
Cand pleci, cand pleci

Alicia Keys – That’s What’s Up

[Talking: ]
You want me to give you a testimony about my life
And how good he’s been to me
I don’t know what to tell you about him
I love him so much with all my heart and my soul,
With every bone in my body
I love him so much because he’s done so much for me

Ladies and gentleman,
Allow me my testimony
I’m so blessed, I’m so blessed
Snow your blessings upon me
and it feels so good, it feels so good
So good to be free
Oh, keep your prayers,
Keep your prayers in someway

Uuh uuuuh uuuuh (x2)

Let all your innovations leave the world
Can nobody leave me?
Can nobody leave me like you?
I, I, I, I want to thank you Lord
For all the love, yeah
Time after time you lifted me up
No, no, you’ve never let me down
Now that’s what’s up
Uuh uuuuh uuuuh
That’s what’s up
Uuh uuuuh uuuuh

Citizen Shade – Break my fall

Feat. KENZ

A beauty queen with nowhere to be
All inside my head, all inside my head
She fights the trees, and rest a stream
It’s all inside my head, all inside my head

And I fell into a deep, deep sleep
And I fell into a deep, deep sleep

[KENZ:]
Oh, won’t you break, b-b-break, b-b-break my fall?
Oh, won’t you break, b-b-break, b-b-break my fall?

[KENZ:]
Under the hand never been a man,
It’s all inside my head, all inside my head
Peter Pan lost his Neverland
All inside my head, all inside my head

And I fell into a deep, deep sleep
And I fell into a deep, deep sleep

[KENZ:]
Oh, won’t you break, b-b-break, b-b-break my fall?
Oh, won’t you break, b-b-break, b-b-break my fall?

I don’t know anymore than I used to
If I’d had one choice, I would choose you
I don’t know anymore than I used to
If I’d had one choice, I would choose you

[KENZ:] (x2)
Oh, won’t you break, b-b-break, b-b-break my fall?
Oh, won’t you break, b-b-break, b-b-break my fall?

Chris LaRocca – Closer

Closer, yeah
Closer to me now
I feel closer
I feel closer to you now
The weight upon my shoulders
The weight upon my shoulders
Is gone
And I’ve been moving forward
And I’ve been moving forward
Further from you now
Don’t wake me till it’s over
When it’s over I wait a round
You’ve been getting colder
You’ve been getting colder
Since I came around
But only I am closer

Uh, uh babe
To me now
My eyes are closed,
Lost in the rain
Every like the [?]
Let me to flame
One day you’ll be closer to me
One day you’ll be closer to me now
My eyes are closed,
Lost in the rain
Every like the [?]
Let me to flame

Closer, not close enough
Moving closer to it now
I’ve been scratching at the surface
I was tangled in a perfect view
Fading in and out,
My heart of stone
Left my body vacant, I was gone
Broken all the pain, sticks and stones
Been waiting for the same dream all along

(x2)
One day you’ll be closer to me
One day you’ll be closer to me now
My eyes are closed,
Lost in the rain
Every like the [?]
Let me to flame

Nu am sa te las – Florin Salam versuri

Versuri Florin Salam – Nu am sa te las

Ce ai facut, da ce ai facut?
Tu mi-ai mancat zilele, zilele.
Toate zilele, zilele.
Si noptile.(nu am sa te las)

Ce ai facut, da ce ai facut?
Tu mi-ai mancat zilele, zilele.
Toate zilele, zilele.
Si noptile.

Nu am sa te las.
Sa moara lumea de necaz.
Nu am sa te laaas.
Sa moara lumea de necaz.

Iarta-ma, da’ iarta-ma.
Recunosc, recunosc ca te-am suparat.
Iarta-maaaa.
Si te .. din inima.

Iarta-ma, da’ iarta-ma.
Recunosc, recunosc ca te-am suparat.
Iarta-maaaa.
Si te .. din inima.

Nu am sa te laaas.
Sa moara lumea de necaz.
Nu am sa te laaas.
Sa moara lumea de necazzz. (x2)
Versuri Florin Salam
Video las

Die Jungs dabei – Estikay songtexte

Songtexte Estikay – Die Jungs dabei

Meine Jungs sind da in allen Lebenslagen
Da kannste jeden fragen, ob sie mich ma’ ohne wen gesehen haben
Jungs, die mich auf Händen durch die Gegend tragen
So ‘ne Jungs, die dir ein Loch in deinen Schädel schlagen
Besoffen sein jeden Abend
Weil wir Gott sein’n Segen haben, an der Ecke steh’n und warten
Auf der Jagd wie Leoparden
Ich sprech’ von mein’n Jungs, denn deine Jungs gehen blasen
Wo wir sind, bleibt kein Stein auf dem ander’n
Lad uns ein und wir nehm’n dein Heim auseinander
So wie zwei, drei Tausend Punker auf ‘nem Panzer
Wer’s glaubt, dass wir es zu weit treiben, braucht ‘nen Anker
Meine Jungs sind die Besten für mich
Deine Jungs sind wie Schwestern für dich
Und ich kann euch nicht erwähn’n, das wären zu viele Nam’n
Doch ich möchte, dass ihr wisst, wenn ihr ruft, bin ich da für die Jungs.(die jungs dabei)

Der Eintritt ist heut frei, am Türsteher vorbei
Immer mindestens plus drei, ich hab’ die Jungs dabei
Es tut mir leid, Herr Polizei, ich bin wieder viel zu high
Denn ich bin nicht allein, ich hab’ die Jungs dabei.

Ich bin selten allein, egal, wo du mich triffst
Die Homies sind mit, alle todesbekifft
Ob vom Kiosk an der Ecke oder Sternehotel
Ist scheißegal, für meine Jungs verprass’ ich gerne mein Geld
Der Kuchen wird geteilt und zwar in gleich großen Stücken
Mit allen Leuten, die mich seit Tag eins unterstützen
Wir sind unterwegs und machen keine halben Sachen
Haben Scheine in den Taschen und wollen feiern – hol die Flaschen!
Am Türsteher vorbei, wir steh’n auf Liste plus zehn
Wir kommen mit Horde, machen Action ohne Rücksicht zu nehm’n
Und ab und zu wird etwas übertrieben unterm Strich
Doch jeder meiner Brüder würde für mich lügen vor Gericht
Und glaub mir, wenn ich sage, dass es andersrum das Gleiche ist
Durch euch bewahr’ ich Gleichgewicht und ja, dafür verneig’ ich mich
Ich kann euch nicht erwähn’n, das wären zu viele Nam’n
Doch ich möchte dass ihr wisst, wenn ihr ruft, bin ich da für die Jungs.

Der Eintritt ist heut frei, am Türsteher vorbei
Immer mindestens plus drei, ich hab’ die Jungs dabei
Es tut mir leid, Herr Polizei, ich bin wieder viel zu high
Denn ich bin nicht allein, ich hab’ die Jungs dabei.

Die Berliner immer ready für ‘ne Session
Meine Jungs in Berlin sind die Besten
Ich darf meine Jungs in Hamburg nicht vergessen
Meine Hamburger Jungs machen Action
Das sind die Jungs aus dem Pott, Bak Sana
Meine Jungs aus dem Pott sind hammer
Wenn wir in München sind, brennt die ganze Stadt
Alle meine Jungs in München reissen ab.

Der Eintritt ist heut frei, am Türsteher vorbei
Immer mindestens plus drei, ich hab’ die Jungs dabei
Es tut mir leid, Herr Polizei, ich bin wieder viel zu high
Denn ich bin nicht allein, ich hab’ die Jungs dabeiii.
Estikay songtexte
Video Jungs

Mister Dardy – Dardan songtexte

Songtexte Dardan – Mister Dardy

Mister Dardy.

Kappe weg, mache Tracks
Was Fame? Habe immer noch die Drugs im Handgepäck
Hustle Packs, was ist jetzt?
Habt ihr gedacht, dass ich irgendwie jetzt anders rapp?
Mister Dardy, will sechs Ferraris
Mir gehört die Welt, ich will ein’n Aston Martin
Oder Benzer, Maserati, gib gib gib gib gib gib Bra
Ich hol’ mir den Pott
Dardy, verteile das Darbi
Mache meine Scheine mit Smartphones und Navis
Bleibe Nummer Eins denn ich flow’ wie ein Kranker
Warte bis ich die Rolex in der Hand hab’
Pass mal den Blunt man
Heftige Superskunker ballert wie ne Pumpgun, Bam Bam Bam Bam
Mister Dardy macht Action, komm’ auf deine Party mit Haze und Blättchen
Bugs Bunny in den Päckchen
Über Wasser halten, mach’ Money mit Geschäft
(mach Money mit Geschäft)
Massari hab’ ich stecken, bunker die Waage und Zwannis in Ecken.

Mister Dardy auf Kawasaki, sein Rap bombt so wie Nagasaki
Immer high wie ein Rastafari, hier sind die Cops meine Paparazzi
‘Ne DayDay und ‘ne Lexus, ich gegen du, AK gegen Schreckschuss
Sie labbern zu viel, ich jage das Ziel
Mister Dardy bleibt real
Mister Dardy Twisler-Party
Ich fick’ deine Abis, Mister Dardy
Mister Dardy Twisler-Party
Ich fick’ deine Abis, Mister Dardy.

Mister Mister Dardy Dardy sitzt bald im Bugatti-gatti
Verteilt Crystal auf der Party, hauptsache die Patte stimmt
Mister Mister Dardyyy Dardy 1-8 für Zwanni Zwanni
Mach’ jetzt mein Money Money, bruder früher hatt’ ich nichts
Mister Mister Dardyyy Dardy sitzt bald im Bugatti-gatti
Verteilt Crystal auf der Party, hauptsache die Patte stimmt
Mister Mister Dardyyy Dardy 1-8 für Zwanni Zwanni
Mach’ jetzt mein Money Money, bruder früher hatt’ ich nichts.

Ich zeig wer ich bin, ja du kennst mein Gesicht
Ich rippe dein Geld, dein Benz, deine Bitch
Deine Welt ist gefickt, ja wir helfen dir nicht
In meiner Welt sind keine Helden in Sicht
Mach keine Faxen, Verrat wird bestraft, das ist wichtig
Komme rein in dein Cafe, Airmax gegen Kopf a lá ish ish ish
Guck’ ich start’ ein Blitzeinbruch
Danach ist mein Arsch heiß wie bei Sitzheizung
Ey Bra, der Albaner macht Schlagzeilen
Ich geb’ dir nen Schlag und er trifft wie ein Dartpfeil
Mit den Bras im Cafe oder auf dem Rücksitz im Cabriolet
Guck ich starte extrem, keiner von euch Pissern hat die Straße gesehen
Komme mit dem Flow, chill’ in meinem Kiez
Weil ich Scheine lieb’ tick ich Baba Cannabis auf der Street
Mach Biz auf der Street, mach richtig Profit
Richtige G’s sind nicht im Blitzlicht aktiv
In der Cappy von Flexfit mach’ ich Flex fit
Homes, mich hält das Flex fit
Jiggy, dieser Flow ist heftig
Fick Fame, ich will nur die Millionen auf Esstisch.

Mister Mister Dardeey Dardy sitzt bald im Bugatti-gatti
Verteilt Crystal auf der Party, hauptsache die Patte stimmt
Mister Mister Dardy Dardy 1-8 für Zwanni Zwanni
Mach’ jetzt mein Money Money, bruder früher hatt’ ich nichts
Mister Mister Dardeey Dardy sitzt bald im Bugatti-gatti
Verteilt Crystal auf der Party, hauptsache die Patte stimmt
Mister Mister Dardyee Dardy 1-8 für Zwanni Zwanni
Mach’ jetzt mein Money Money, bruder früher hatt’ ich nichtsss.
Dardan songtexte
Video Dardy

Ala ba ba – Capital Bra feat. Ufo 361 songtexte

Songtexte Capital Bra – Ala ba ba

Die Scheine sind lila, ich schnapp’ mir die Batzen; Bratan, ich hab’ mich verliebt (wuff)
Fahr’ im Mercedes, gemietet von Arkan, im Kofferraum vier Kilo Weed (Bra)
Ich hab’ immer noch Hunger, ihr könnt mich nicht ändern; Bratan, die Narben sind tief (ja)
Trotzdem bleib’ ich ein Dieb und ficke sie alle – nur aus Prinzip (Bra)
Egal, was sie reden, ich lass’ mir nix sagen, baller mit Kalash, sie renn’n (Bra)
Die Akte ist dick, der Anwalt ist gut, ich zahle den Bratan mit Schem
Ficke sie alle, egal, wen sie kenn’n, mache das alles hier nur für die Fam
Mein Wort hat Gewicht, Bra, mein Wort hat Gewicht – so viel kannst du nicht stemm’n, ah
Es gibt keine Zeugen, es gibt nix zu reden – Bratan, wir stellen sie stumm
Verräter, die reden, ich kann nicht vergeben – Bratan wir bringen sie um
Kripos im Kombi, eklige Blicke, der Hurensohn hat nix zu tun (Bra)
Geh mal beiseite, Berlin lebt, Bratan, das ist die Ruh’ vor dem Sturm.(ala ba ba)

Braa, komm’n im gelben Lambo, so wie Ribéry
Beiseite, du Pico, renn vor der Kripo im knallroten Trikot wie Alaba Baba (Ala ba Ba ba, Alaba Baba)
Komm’n im gelben Lambo, so wie Ribéry
Beiseite, du Pico, renn vor der Kripo im knallroten Trikot wie Alaba Baba.

Ja; egal, was du brauchst, von Otti bis Staub, ich hab’ immer alles dabei
Die Stimmung ist down, ich bin schlecht gelaunt, doch trotzdem bin ich immer high
Ich schnapp’ deine Frau, und lasse sie kau’n, die kleine Bitch findet mich geil
Ja, sie wollte ein Kind, doch es sollte nicht sein, ja, sie wollte ein Kind, doch es sollte nicht sein(nein)
Tausend Ketten, so wie Mr. T
Ja, ich komm’ in den Club und sie gucken schief
Ja, schmeißen Batzen, ja, sie fragen, wie, ja, wir schmeißen Batzen und sie fragen, wie
Komm’n im gelben Lambo, so wie Ribéry, ey
Ja, jetzt steigt deine Schlampe ein, sie will ballern, ich geb’ ihr den ganzen Stein
Hab’ ‘ne Schraube locker, Dicker – Frankenstein, jajajajaaa
Komm’ im Porsche mit Albanern
Tragen Dolce und Gabbana, ja, ermorden dich für Para.

Braa, komm’n im gelben Lambo, so wie Ribéry
Beiseite, du Pico, renn vor der Kripo im knallroten Trikot wie Alaba Baba (Alaba Baba, Alaba Baba)
Komm’n im gelben Lambo, so wie Ribéry
Beiseite, du Pico, renn vor der Kripo im knallroten Trikot wie Alaba Baba
Braa, komm’n im gelben Lambo, so wie Ribéry
Beiseite, du Pico, renn vor der Kripo im knallroten Trikot wie Alaba Baba (Alaba Baba, Alaba Baba)
Komm’n im gelben Lambo, so wie Ribéry
Beiseite, du Pico, renn vor der Kripo im knallroten Trikot wie Alaba Babaaa.
Capital Bra songtexte
Video Capital Bra

Sam Hunt – Body Like A Back Road lyrics

Body like a back road
Driving with my eyes closed
I know every curve like the back of my hand
Do a 15 in a 30
I ain’t in no hurry
I’m gonna take it slow just as fast as I can

Chris Lane – For Her lyrics

She got a smile that makes your worst day
Feel like it’s your birthday
She’s got a laugh like confetti
Would change her name if she’d let me

She’s got a way of changing the game
The way that you play, it’s never the same

She’s the kind that makes you wanna
Ride around, windows down
Yell with the radio
She’s the kind that makes you wanna
Drop your plans, drop a grand
Hell where the money goes
She make you wanna fight for her
She make you wanna die for her, yeah
She make you wanna fall
Make you want it all, make you wanna call
She make you wanna die for her

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The way that she moves
Is like a soft glow, flicker of a candle
She turns my cool into disaster
Heart is pumping faster

She’s head to toe, body and soul
So beautiful, she don’t even know

She’s the kind that makes you wanna
Ride around, windows down
Yell with the radio
She’s the kind that makes you wanna
Drop your plans, drop a grand
Hell where the money goes
She make you wanna fight for her
She make you wanna die for her, yeah
She make you wanna fall
Make you want it all, make you wanna call

She make you wanna die for her
Yeah-eh, yeah
Yeah-eh, yeah
Yeah-eh, yeah
She make you wanna die for her
Yeah-eh, yeah
Yeah-eh, yeah
Yeah-eh, yeah

For her, I would walk a straight line
Wear out the soles in my shoes
For her, I would run through the night
Just to kiss her one more time
If she wanted me to

She’s the kind that makes you wanna
Ride around, windows down
Yell with the radio
She’s the kind that makes you wanna
Drop your plans, drop a grand
Hell where the money goes
She make you wanna fight for her
She make you wanna die for her, yeah
She make you wanna fall
Make you want it all, make you wanna call

She make you wanna die for her
Yeah-eh, yeah
Yeah-eh, yeah
Yeah-eh, yeah
She make you wanna die for her
Yeah-eh, yeah
Yeah-eh, yeah
Yeah-eh, yeah

Jon Pardi – Dirt On My Boots lyrics

Been up since the crack of dawn
Just trying to paid
Been hotter than a thousand suns
I can’t find no shade
Just two more roads and I’m good to go
Yeah, I’m shutting this tractor down
Get me a half an hour for a shave or a shower
And I’ll be outside your house

Might have a little dirt on my boots
But I’m taking you uptown tonight
Might have a little mud on my wheels
But they’re gonna shine with you’re up inside
Gonna hit the club, gonna cut a rug
Burn it up like neon lights
Might have a little dirt on my boots
But we’re gonna dance the dust right off them tonight
Got a little dirt on my boots

Hard as I worked all day
I’m gonna work harder loving on you
Spin you all over that dance floor
Right out of them high heel shoes
And when you’re ready to quit
Baby, we can slip right out of that barroom door
And when I take you home, don’t worry babe
I’m gonna kick them off on the porch

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Might have a little dirt on my boots
But I’m taking you uptown tonight
Might have a little mud on my wheels
But they’re gonna shine with you’re up inside
Gonna hit the club, gonna cut a rug
Burn it up like neon lights
Might have a little dirt on my boots
But we’re gonna dance the dust right off them tonight
Got a little dirt on my boots

A little dirty dancing, blue collar romancing
I can get cleaned up if you ask me
But I can only get so fancy

Might have a little dirt on my boots
But I’m taking you uptown tonight
Might have a little mud on my wheels
But they’re gonna shine with you’re up inside
Gonna hit the club, gonna cut a rug
Burn it up like neon lights
Might have a little dirt on my boots
But we’re gonna dance the dust right off them tonight
Got a little dirt on my boots
Got a little dirt on my boots
Got a little dirt on my boots

Travis Scott – Goosebumps lyrics

Yeah
7:30 in the night
Ooooh ooh

I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
Worry about those comments
I’m way too numb, yeah, it’s way too dumb, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich
Throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, when you’re not around
When you throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah

7-1-3 to the 2-8-1, yeah I’m riding
Why they on me? Why they on me? I’m flyin’
Sippin’ lowkey I’m sipping lowkey in Onyx
Rider, rider when I’m pullin’ up right beside ya
Popstar, lil’ Mariah
When I text a cute game, wildness
Throw a stack on the Bible
Never Snapchat or took molly
She fall through plenty, her and all her ginnies
Yeah, we at the top floor, right there off Doheny
Oh no, I can’t fuck with y’all
Yea, when I’m with my squad I cannot do no wrong
Yeah, saucing in the city, don’t get misinformed, yea
They gon’ pull up on you (brr, brr, brr)
Yeah, we gon’ do some things, some things you can’t relate
Yeah, cause we from a place, a place you cannot stay
Oh, you can’t go, oh, I don’t know
Oh, back the fuck up off me (brr, brr, brr)

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I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
Worry about those comments
I’m way too numb, yeah, it’s way too dumb, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich
Throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, when you’re not around
When you throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time

I want to press my like, yeah, I wanna press my
I want a green light, I wanna be like
I wanna press my line, yeah
I want to take that ride, yeah
I’m gonna press my lime
I wanna green light, I wanna be like, I wanna press my
Mama, dear, spare your feelings
I’m reliving moments, peeling more residual
(I can) buy the building, burn the building, take your bitch, rebuild the building just to fuck some more
(I can) justify my love for you and touch the sky for God to stop, debating war
Put the pussy on a pedestal
Put the pussy on a high horse
That pussy to die for
That pussy to die for
Peter, piper, picked a pepper
So I could pick your brain and put your heart together
We depart the shady parts and party hard, the diamonds yours
The coupe forever
My best shots might shoot forever like (brr)

I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
Worry about those comments
I’m way too numb, yeah, it’s way too dumb, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich
Throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, when you’re not around
When you throw that to the side, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time