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All Star

rock

Smash Mouth

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Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb In the shape of an "L" on her forehead Well, the years start comin' and they don't stop comin' Fed to the rules and I hit the ground runnin' Didn't make sense not to live for fun Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb So much to do, so much to see So what's wrong with taking the backstreets? You'll never know if you don't go (W-w-wacko) You'll never shine if you don't glow Hey now, you're an all star Get your game on, go play Hey now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid (And all that glitters is gold) Only shootin' stars break the mold It's a cool place, and they say it gets colder You're bundled up now, wait 'til you get older But the meteor men beg to differ Judging by the hole in the satellite picture The ice we skate is getting pretty thin The water's getting warm so you might as well swim My world's on fire, how 'bout yours? That's the way I like it and I'll never get bored Hey now, you're an all star Get your game on, go play Hey now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid (All that glitters is gold) Only shootin' stars break the mold Go for the moon (W-w-wacko, w-w-wacko) Go for the moon (W-w-wacko, w-w-wacko) Go for the moon Go for the moon Hey now, you're an all star Get your game on, go play Hey now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid (And all that glitters is gold) Only shooting stars... Somebody once asked, "Could I spare some change for gas? I need to get myself away from this place" I said, "Yep, what a concept I could use a little fuel myself and we could all use a little change" Well, the years start comin' and they don't stop comin' Fed to the rules and I hit the ground runnin' Didn't make sense not to live for fun Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb So much to do, so much to see So what's wrong with taking the backstreets? You'll never know if you don't go (Go!) You'll never shine if you don't glow Hey now, you're an all star Get your game on, go play Hey now, you're a rock star Get the show on, get paid (And all that glitters is gold) Only shootin' stars break the mold (And all that glitters is gold) Only shooting stars break the mold

Look at Me Now

rap

Chris Brown

{"Lil Wayne","Busta Rhymes"}

I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club You can't even get in! Hahaha Leggo Yellow model chick, yellow bottle sippin' Yellow Lamborghini, yellow top missin' Yeah, yeah, that shit look like a toupée I get what you get in ten years in two days Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J If you get what I get, what would you say? She wax it all off, Mr. Miyagi And them suicide doors, hari-kari Look at me now, look at me now (Oh) I'm gettin' paper Look at me now (Oh), look at me now (Yeah) Fresher than a muh'fucka Lil' nigga, bigger than gorilla 'Cause I'm killin' every nigga that can try to be on my shit Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick Oops, I said "On my dick" I ain't really mean to say "On my dick" But since we talkin' about my dick All of you haters say hi to it I'm done Ayo, Breezy Let me show you how to keep the dice rollin' When you're doin' that thing over there, homie (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Let's go! 'Cause I'm feelin' like I'm runnin' And I'm feelin' like I gotta get away, get away, get away Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop 'Cause you know I gotta win everyday-day (Go) See, they really really wanna pop me (Blow) Just know that you will never flop me (Oh) And I know that I can be a little cocky (No) You ain't never gonna stop me Every time I come, a nigga gotta set it Then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it (Woo) Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta show that Any little thing a nigga think that he be doin' (Ooh-ooh) 'Cause it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm gonna da-da-da-da (Damn) Then I'm gonna murder everything and anything A ba-da-boom, a ba-da-bing, I gotta do a lotta things That make it clearer to a couple niggas That I always win and then I gotta get it again and again and then again And I be doin' it to death And now I move a little foul, a nigga better call a ref' And everybody know my style and niggas know that I'm the best When it come to doin' this and I be bangin' on my chest And I bang in the East and I'm bangin' in the West And I come to give you more and I will never give you less You will hear it in the street or you could read it in the press Do you really wanna know what's next? (Let's go!) See the way we on and then we all up in the race And you know we gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace And we strugglin' and hustlin' and sendin' in and gettin' And we always gotta do it, take it to another place Gotta taste it, and I gotta grab it And I gotta cut all through this traffic Just to be at the top of the throne Better know I gotta have it (Have it) Look at me now, look at me now (Oh) I'm gettin' paper Look at me now (Oh), look at me now (Yeah) Fresher than a muh'fucka Man, fuck these bitch-ass niggas, how y'all doin'? I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance I go stupid, I go dumb like the Three Stooges I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit No, I'm pollution, no substitution Got a bitch that play in movies in my jacuzzi, pussy juicy I never gave a fuck about a hater Got money on my radar, dressed like a skater Got a big house, came with an elevator You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter Marley said "shoot 'em", and I said "okay" If you wanted bullshit, then I'm like, "¡Olé!" I don't care what you say, so don't even speak Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil That's word to my flag, and my flag red I'm out of my head, bitch, I'm outta my mind From the bottom I climb, you ain't hotter than mine (Nope) Not on my time, and I'm not even tryin' What's poppin', slime? Nothin', five And if they trippin', fuck 'em, five I ain't got no time to shuck and jive These niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie CîROC and Sprite on a private flight Bitch, I been tight since Guiding Light And my pockets right, and my diamonds white And my momma's nice, and my daddy's dead You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild Been here for a while, I was like, "Fuck trial" I puts it down, I'm so Young Money If you got eyes, look at me now, bitch! Look at me now, look at me now (Haha! Oh) I'm gettin' paper Look at me now (Haha! Oh), look at me now (Yeah) I'm fresher than a muh'fucka Okay Okay Is that right? I'm fresher than a muh'fuc-!

Californication

rock

Red Hot Chili Peppers

{}

Psychic spies from China try to steal your mind's elation And little girls from Sweden dream of silver-screen quotation And if you want these kind of dreams, it's Californication It's the edge of the world and all of Western civilization The sun may rise in the East, at least it settled in a final location It's understood that Hollywood sells Californication Pay your surgeon very well to break the spell of aging Celebrity skin: is this your chin or is that war you're waging? First born unicorn Hardcore soft porn Dream of Californication Dream of Californication Marry me, girl, be my fairy to the world, be my very own constellation A teenage bride with a baby inside getting high on information And buy me a star on the boulevard, it's Californication Space may be the final frontier but it's made in a Hollywood basement And Cobain, can you hear the spheres singing songs off Station to Station? And Alderaan's not far away, it's Californication Born and raised by those who praise control of population Well, everybody's been there, and I don't mean on vacation First born unicorn Hardcore soft porn Dream of Californication Dream of Californication Dream of Californication Dream of Californication Destruction leads to a very rough road but it also breeds creation And earthquakes are to a girl's guitar, they're just another good vibration And tidal waves couldn't save the world from Californication Pay your surgeon very well to break the spell of aging Sicker than the rest, there is no test, but this is what you're craving First born unicorn Hardcore soft porn Dream of Californication Dream of Californication Dream of Californication Dream of Californication

Promiscuous

rap

Nelly Furtado

{Timbaland}

Am I throwin' you off? Nope Didn't think so How you doin', young lady? That feeling that you giving really drives me crazy You're dope, have a player 'bout to choke I was at a loss for words first time that we spoke You lookin' for a girl that'll treat you right? How you lookin' for her in the daytime with the light? You might be the type if I play my cards right I'll find out by the end of the night You expect me to just let you hit it? But will you still respect me if you get it? All I can do is try, gimme one chance (Chance) What's the problem? I don't see no ring on your hand (Hand) I'll be the first to admit it I'm curious about you, you seem so innocent You wanna get in my world, get lost in it? Boy, I'm tired of runnin', let's walk for a minute Promiscuous girl, wherever you are I'm all alone, and it's you that I want Promiscuous boy, you already know That I'm all yours, what you waiting for? Promiscuous girl, you're teasin' me You know what I want, and I got what you need Promiscuous boy, let's get to the point 'Cause we're on a roll, you ready? Roses are red, some diamonds are blue Chivalry is dead, but you're still kinda cute Hey, I can't keep my mind off you Where you at? Do you mind if I come through? I'm out of this world, come with me to my planet Get you on my level, do you think that you can handle it? They call me Thomas, last name Crown Recognize game, I'ma lay mine's down I'm a big girl, I can handle myself But if I get lonely, I'ma need your help Pay attention to me, I don't talk for my health I want you on my team -- So does everybody else Shh, baby, we can keep it on the low (Low) Let your guard down, ain't nobody gotta know (Know) If you with it, girl, I know a place we can go What kind of girl do you take me for? Promiscuous girl, wherever you are I'm all alone, and it's you that I want Promiscuous boy, you already know That I'm all yours, what you waiting for? Promiscuous girl, you're teasin' me You know what I want, and I got what you need Promiscuous boy, let's get to the point 'Cause we're on a roll, you ready? Don't be mad, don't get mean Don't get mad, don't be mean Hey, don't be mad, don't get mean Don't get mad, don't be mean Wait, I don't mean no harm I can see you with my t-shirt on I can see you with nothin' on Feelin' on me before you bring that on Bring that on?! -- You know what I mean Girl, I'm a freak, you shouldn't say those things I'm only trying to get inside of your brain To see if you can work me the way you say It's okay, it's alright I got something that you gon' like Hey, is that the truth or are you talking trash? Is your game M.V.P like Steve Nash? Promiscuous girl, wherever you are I'm all alone, and it's you that I want Promiscuous boy, I'm callin' ya name But you're drivin' me crazy the way you're makin' me wait Promiscuous girl, you're teasin' me You know what I want, and I got what you need Promiscuous boy, we're one in the same So we don't gotta play games no more

Work It

rap

Missy Elliott

{}

DJ, please pick up your phone, I'm on the request line This is a Missy Elliott one-time exclusive, come on Is it worth it? Let me work it I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup If you got a big-, let me search ya And find out how hard I gotta work ya Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup C'mon I'd like to get to know ya so I could show ya Put the pussy on ya like I told ya Give me all your numbers so I can phone ya Your girl acting stank, then call me over Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa Call before you come, I need to shave my chocha You do or you don't or you will or won't ya? Go downtown and eat it like a vulture See my hips and my tips, don't ya? See my ass and my lips, don't ya? Lost a few pounds and my waist for ya This the kinda beat that go ra-ta-ta Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta Sex me so good I say blah-blah-blah Work it, I need a glass of water Boy, oh boy, it's good to know ya C'mon Is it worth it? Let me work it I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup If you got a big-, let me search ya And find out how hard I gotta work ya Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup C'mon If you a fly gal, get your nails done Get a pedicure, get your hair did Boy, lift it up, let's make a toast-a Let's get drunk, that's gonna bring us closer (Okay) Don't I look like a Halle Berry poster? See the Belvedere playing tricks on ya (Ah) Girlfriend wanna be like me, never You won't find a bitch that's even better (Ah) I make you hot as Las Vegas weather Listen up close while I take it backwards sdrawkcab ti ekat ot ekil yssiM yaw eht hctaW I'm not a prostitute, but I could give you what you want I love your braids and your mouth full of fronts Love the way my ass go bum-bum-bum-bum (Huh) Keep your eyes on my bum-bum-bum-bum-bum (Okay) You think you can handle this badonka-donk-donk (Woo) Take my thong off and my ass go boom (Ugh) Cut the lights on so you see what I could do (C'mon) Is it worth it? Let me work it I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (Ooh) If you got a big-, let me search ya And find out how hard I gotta work ya Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (Huh) Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (C'mon) C'mon Boys, boys, all type of boys Black, White, Puerto Rican, Chinese boys (C'mon) Why-thai, thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai Rock-thai, thai-o-toy-o-thai-thai (C'mon) Girls, girls, get that cash If it's 9 to 5 or shaking your ass (Aha) Ain't no shame, ladies do your thing (C'mon) Just make sure you ahead of the game Just 'cause I got a lot of fame super Prince couldn't get me change my name, papa Kunta Kinte a slave again, no sir Picture Blacks saying, "Oh yes'a, massa" Picture Lil' Kim dating a pastor Minute Man, Big Red could outlast ya Who is the best? I don't have to ask ya When I come out, you won't even matter (Ugh) Why you act dumb like, uhhhh, duh? So you act dumb like, uhhhhh, duh As the drummer boy go ba-rom-pop-pom-pom (Ooh) Give you some-some-some of this Cinnabun (C'mon) Is it worth it? Let me work it I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (Ooh) If you got a big-, let me search ya And find out how hard I gotta work ya Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup C'mon To my fellas (Ooh, good god!) I like the way you work that (Uh-huh, la-la-la-la) To my ladies (Whoo! Good god!) You sure know how to work that Yeah, it's Missy Elliott! I hope y'all enjoying what y'all heard so far I was sittin' here thinkin' like Big Daddy Kane and Public Enemy Salt n Pepa, Lyte, EPMD, LL, Run-DMC KRS-One, Rakim Most of them artists used to dance And still get respected in the street Don't be scared to Bankhead or Bogo Or move as far as sold Michael Jackson 43 million Shoot, errbody have the zipper jacket And half of these thugs have the glove to match, ya feel me? Yo, it's ok though, if you wanna be hard and ice grill And Harlem Shake at the same time, whatever Let's just have fun, it's hip-hop man, this is hip-hop!

Yonkers

rap

Tyler, The Creator

{"Tyler / The Creator"}

Uh, Wolf Haley, Golf Wang, go I'm a fuckin' walkin' paradox, no, I'm not Threesomes with a fuckin' triceratops, Reptar Rappin' as I'm mockin' deaf rock stars Wearin' synthetic wigs made of Anwar's dreadlocks Bedrock, harder than a motherfuckin' Flintstone Making crack rocks outta pussy nigga fishbones (Haha) This nigga Jasper tryin' to get grown About five, seven of his bitches in my bedroom (Hey) Swallow the cinnamon, I'ma scribble this sin and shit While Syd is tellin' me that she's been getting intimate with men (Syd, shut the fuck up) Here's the number to my therapist (Shit) You tell him all your problems, he's fuckin' awesome with listenin' (Haha) Uh, Wolf Haley, uh, Golf Wang Uh, Wolf Haley, Golf fuckin' Wang Jesus called, he said he's sick of the disses I told him to quit bitchin', this isn't a fuckin' hotline For a fuckin' shrink, sheesh, I already got mine And he's not fuckin' workin', I think I'm wastin' my damn time I'm clockin' three past six and goin' postal This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock 9's This ain't no V. Tech shit, or Columbine But after bowling, I went home for some damn Adventure Time (What'd you do?) I slipped myself some pink Xannies (Yeah) And danced around the house in all-over print panties My mom's gone, that fuckin' broad will never understand me I'm not gay, I just wanna boogie to some Marvin (What you think of Hayley Williams?) Fuck her, Wolf Haley robbin' them I'll crash that fuckin' airplane that that faggot nigga B.o.B is in And stab Bruno Mars in his goddamn esophagus And won't stop until the cops come in I'm an overachiever, so how about I start a team of leaders And pick up Stevie Wonder to be the wide receiver? (Cool) Green paper, gold teeth, and pregnant golden retrievers All I want, fuck money, diamonds, and bitches, don't need 'em But where the fat ones at? I got somethin' to feed 'em It's some cooking books, the black kids never wanted to read 'em Snap back, green ch-ch-chia fuckin' leaves It's been a couple months And Tina still ain't perm her fuckin' weave Damn Uh, Wolf Haley, uh, Golf Wang Uh, Wolf Haley, Golf Wang, yeah Goddamn goblin Wolf Haley, uh, Golf Wang Uh, Wolf Haley, Golf Wang, yeah They say success is the best revenge So I beat DeShay up with the stack of magazines I'm in Oh, not again, another critic writing report I'm stabbin' any bloggin' faggot hipster with a pitchfork Still suicidal, I am I'm Wolf, Tyler put this fuckin' knife in my hand I'm Wolf, Ace gon' put that fuckin' hole in my head And I'm Wolf, that was me who shoved a cock in your bitch (What the fuck, man?) Fuck the fame and all the hype, G I just wanna know if my father would ever like me But I don't give a fuck, so he's probably just like me A motherfuckin' goblin (Fuck everything, man) That's what my conscience said Then it bunny-hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead Now the only guidance that I had is splattered on cement Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit Dead

Freaks and Geeks

rap

Childish Gambino

{}

Alright, Gambino is a mastermind, fuck a bitch to pass the time Mass appeal, orange rind, smoke your green, I'm spendin' mine The beat is witches brew, but beware, this shit is potent E.E. cummin' on her face, now that's poetry in motion Yeah, Gambino make it work, I'm the boss, move somethin' Yeah, this cool fuckin' suits me, swag two button Yeah, these girls be actin' crazy when they're dancin': Black Swan I ain't fuckin' at the club, put your clothes back on Yeah, this beat is a disaster, 9/11 this track Rappers wanna battle me, I have to mail their heads back And my clique make that dinero, so it's time to meet the fuckers I am runnin' this bitch, you are just a dog walker Leavin' with your girl when we last seen each other Yeah, you fuckin' with the baddest like we tag team Rihanna Fly girl on her knees, she don't wanna come near me Yeah, my dick is too big, there's a big bang theory Got her picture in my iPhone, what do y'all think? While y'all niggas masturbate, I'm in that Ariel Pink If I am just a rapper, man, you could've fooled me I'm the shit, when these dudes talk, they talkin' bull me, ah Yeah, rah, rah, okay Alright, I'm down with the black girls of every single culture Filipino, Armenian girls on my sofa Yeah, I like a white girl, sometimes we get together Need a thick chick though So it's black and yellow, black and yellow Love is a trip, but fuckin' is a sport Are there Asian girls here? Minority report Put your team on the map, Blake Griffin on the court Niggas bitin' off my tracks, need a knife and a fork We the illest, need a nurse, here's the check, grab your purse Unless we fuckin', then I'll pay for all the food on the Earth, man I got some pussy that was insane So insane, it's an enemy of Batman I'm dominant, niggas call me faggot 'cause they closeted I'm hot as shit, comin' out the backside of a rocket ship It's monster shit, you dudes are the opposite of Loch Nesses Respond to this, we can squash the beef right now like sausages Chillin' with my n-words, say it like a white kid Yes, your booty's big as hers, say that to my white bitch So she don't get embarrassed, my dick is made of carrots Bunnies wantin' to be fed it, I meant honeys, oh, forget it I have worked all winter, I will not fail summer In the back of a bush, like Gavin Rossdale's drummer Yeah, my stinger's in her flower, I hope she let me pollinate Workin' hard as shit, yeah, this beat is made from concentrate Nigga, can't you tell that my sample of Adele Was so hot, I got these hood niggas blowin' up my cell? Swag out the ass, I'm the man, fuck chico Took the G out your waffle, all you got left is your ego Think about it for a second Man, we eatin', where's your breakfast? Man, you hungry, have this sandwich Got my wallet, cheese, and lettuce An elephant never forgets, so my dick remembers everything Green inside your wallet is that pussy open sesame Runnin' the game, fuck am I sayin'? Runnin' the Earth, give me a month Told all you niggas I'm in it to win it 'Cause havin' an Emmy just wasn't enough You get sloppy drunk, I stay whiskey neat My clique should be cancelled: Freaks and Geeks

Killing in the Name

rock

Rage Against the Machine

{}

Killing in the name of Some of those that work forces Are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces Are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces Are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces Are the same that burn crosses Uh! Killing in the name of Killing in the name of Now you do what they told ya Now you do what they told ya Now you do what they told ya Now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya! Well, now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified For wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died By wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified For wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died By wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Some of those that work forces Are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces Are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces Are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces Are the same that burn crosses Uh! Killing in the name of Killing in the name of Now you do what they told ya Now you do what they told ya Now you do what they told ya Now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya (Now you're under control) And now you do what they told ya (Now you're under control) And now you do what they told ya (Now you're under control) And now you do what they told ya (Now you're under control) And now you do what they told ya (Now you're under control) And now you do what they told ya (Now you're under control) And now you do what they told ya (Now you're under control) And now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified For wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died By wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified For wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died By wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Come on! Ugh! Yeah! Come on! Ugh! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Motherfucker! Ugh!

Swim Good

pop

Frank Ocean

{}

That's a pretty big trunk on my Lincoln Town Car, ain't it? Big enough to take these broken hearts and put 'em in it Now I'm drivin' 'round on the boulevard, trunk bleedin' And every time the cops pull me over, they don't ever see them They never see them And I've got this black suit on Roamin' around like I'm ready for a funeral Five more miles 'til the road runs out I'm about to drive in the ocean I'ma try to swim from somethin' bigger than me Kick off my shoes And swim good, and swim good Take off this suit And swim good, and swim good, good Got some pretty good beats on this 808s CD, yeah Memory seats I'm sittin' on stay heated (Yeah) I woulda put tints on my windows, but what's the difference? If I feel like a Ghost, no Swayze Ever since I lost my baby I've had this black suit on Roamin' around like I'm ready for a funeral One more mile 'til the road runs out, out I'm about to drive in the ocean I'ma try to swim from somethin' bigger than me Kick off my shoes And swim good, and swim good Take off this suit And swim good, and swim good, good I'm goin' off (Oh, my pretty love) Don't try stopping me I'm goin' off (Throw me a line) Don't try saving (You broke my heart) No flares (You broke my heart) No vest (You drove my love) And no fear Waves are washin' me out I'm about to drive in the ocean I'ma try to swim from somethin' bigger than me Kick off my shoes And swim good, and swim good Take off this suit And swim good, and swim good, good Don't die

Novacane

rb

Frank Ocean

{}

I think I started something I got what I wanted Did-didn't I can't feel nothing, superhuman Even when I'm fucking, Viagra popping Every single record, autotuning Zero emotion, muted emotion Pitch corrected, computed emotion, uh-huh I blame it on the model broad with the Hollywood smile, ow Stripper booty and a rack like wow Brain like Berkeley Met her at Coachella I went to see Jigga, she went to see Z Trip, perfect I took a seat on the ice cold lawn She handed me a ice blue bong, whatever She said she wanna be a dentist really badly She's in school paying For tuition, doing porn in the Valley At least you workin' But, girl, I can't feel my face What are we smoking anyway? She said, "Don't let the high go to waste" But can you taste a little taste? Novacane, baby, baby Novacane, baby, I want you Fuck me good, fuck me long, fuck me numb Love me now, when I'm gone, love me none Love me none, love me none Numb, numb, numb, numb Sink full of dishes, pacin' in the kitchen Cocaine for breakfast, yikes Bed full of women, flip on a tripod Little red light on shootin' I'm feelin' like Stanley Kubrick This is some visionary shit Been tryna film pleasure with my eyes wide shut But it keeps on movin' I blame it on the model broad with the Hollywood smile Stripper booty with a rack like wow I'll never forget ya You put me on a feelin' I never had Never had, never had (Never) And ever since I've been tryna get it back And pick it up and put it back Now I'm something like the chemist on campus But there's no drug around Quite like what I found in you, you I still can't feel my face What am I smokin' anyway? (Ahh) She said, "Don't let the high go to waste" (Ooh) But can you taste a little taste? Novacane, baby, baby (Ohh) Novacane, baby, I want you Fuck me good, fuck me long, fuck me numb Love me now, when I'm gone, love me none Love me none, love me none Numb, numb, numb, numb Novacane, novacane, novacane Novacane, novacane (Ohh) Numb the pain, numb the pain, numb the pain Numb the pain, numb the pain (Ohh, ohh) Novacane, novacane, novacane Novacane, novacane For the pain, for the pain (Ohh, ohh, ohh) Novacane, novacane (Ooh) Pretty girls involved with me Making pretty love to me, pretty Pity, pity All the pretty girls involved with me Making pretty love to me, pretty Pity, pity I can't feel a thing, I can't feel, I can't feel a thing I can't feel a thing, I can't feel, feel, feel, feel her I can't feel, feel her Novacane, novacane, novacane I can't feel, feel her Novacane for the pain, for the pain I can't, can't feel her Feel her, feel her, ohh Novacane, novacane-cane

Mr. Brightside

rock

The Killers

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Coming out of my cage and I've been doing just fine Gotta, gotta be down because I want it all It started out with a kiss; how did it end up like this? It was only a kiss; it was only a kiss Now I'm falling asleep and she's calling a cab While he's having a smoke and she's taking a drag Now they're going to bed, and my stomach is sick And it's all in my head, but she's touching his Chest now, he takes off her Dress now, let me go And I just can't look; it's killing me They're taking control Jealousy, turning saints into the sea Swimming through sick lullabies, choking on your alibis But it's just the price I pay, destiny is calling me Open up my eager eyes, 'cause I'm Mr. Brightside I'm coming out of my cage, and I've been doing just fine Gotta, gotta be down because I want it all It started out with a kiss; how did it end up like this? It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss Now I'm falling asleep and she's calling a cab While he's having a smoke and she's taking a drag Now they're going to bed, and my stomach is sick And it's all in my head, but she's touching his Chest now, he takes off her Dress now, let me go 'Cause I just can't look, it's killing me They're taking control Jealousy, turning saints into the sea Swimming through sick lullabies, choking on your alibis But it's just the price I pay, destiny is calling me Open up my eager eyes, 'cause I'm Mr. Brightside I never... I never... I never... I never...

Alphabet Aerobics

rap

Blackalicious

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(Now it's time for our wrap up Let's give it everything we've got Ready? Begin) Artificial amateurs aren't at all amazing Analytically, I assault, animate things Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat Buildings are broken, basically I'm bombarding Casually create catastrophes, casualties Canceling cats, got their canopies collapsing Detonate a dime of dank daily doin' dough Demonstrations, Don Dada on the down low Eating other editors with each and every energetic Epileptic episode, elevated etiquette Furious, fat, fabulous, fantastic Flurries of funk felt, feeding the fanatics Gift got great, global goods gone glorious Gettin' godly in his game with the goriest Hit 'em high, hella hype, historical Hey holocaust hymns Hear 'em holler at your homeboy Imitators idolize, I intimidate In an instant, I'll rise in an irate state Juiced on my jams like Jheri curls jocking joints Justly, it's just me, writing my journals Kindly I'm kindling all kinds of ink on Karate kick-type Brits in my kingdom Let me live a long life, lyrically lessons is Learned lame louses just lose to my livery My mind makes marvelous moves, masses Marvel and move, many mock what I've mastered Niggas nap knowing I'm nice, naturally Knack, never lack, make noise nationally Operation, opposition, off, not optional Out of sight, out of mind, wide beaming opticals Perfected poem, powerful punchlines Pummeling petty powder puffs in my prime Quite quaint quotes keep quiet, it's Quannum Quarrelers ain't got a quarter of what we got-uh Really raw raps, risin' up rapidly Riding the rushing radioactivity Super scientifical sound search sought Silencing super fire saps that are soft Tales ten times talented, too tough Take that, challengers, get a tune up Universal, unique, untouched Unadulterated, the raw uncut Verb vice lord victorious valid Violate vibes that are vain make 'em vanish Why in my world would a wise wordsmith just Weaving up words, weeded up on my workshift Xerox my X-radiation holes extra large X-height letters and xylophone tones Yellow-back, yak mouth, young ones' yaws Yesterday's lawn yardsale, I yawn Zig-Zag zombies, zooming to the zenith Zero in, Zen thoughts, overzealous rhyme Zealots! (Good... can you say it faster?)

Boyz-N-Tha Hood G-Mix

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Eazy-E

{Dresta}

"Yeah, Gangsta Dresta done stepped in this, motherfucker. And this one goes out to all the O.G.'s out there. And I can't forget the baby gangstas, what's up, niggas? My nigga they came back with some of that old school original west coast shit, nigga. That got all of y'all on his dick in the first place, yeah. So run that shit, E, yeah." Cruisin' down the street in my '64 Jockin' the freaks, clockin' the dough Went to the park to get the scoop Knuckleheads out there cold shooting some hoops A car pulls up, who can it be? A fresh El Camino rolling Kilo G He rolls down his window and he started to say It's all about making that GTA Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talking that trash, we'll pull your card Knowing nothing in life, but to be legit Don't quote me, boy, cause I ain't said shit Donald B's in the place to give me the pace He said, "My man JD is on freebase" The boy JD was a friend of mine 'Til I caught him in my car trying to steal a Alpine Chased him up the street to call a truce The silly cluck-head pulls out a deuce-deuce Little did he know, I had a loaded 12 gauge One sucker dead, LA Times front page Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talking that trash we'll pull your card Knowing nothing in life, but to be legit Don't quote me, boy, cause I ain't said shit Bored as fuck and I wanna get ill So I went to a place where my homeboys chill Niggas out there making that dollar I pulled up in my '64 Impala They greet me with a 40 and I start drinking And from the 8-ball my breath start stinking Left to get my girl to rock that body Before I left I hit the Bacardi Went to her house to get her out of the pad Dumb ho said something that made me mad She said something that I couldn't believe So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy ass weave She started talking shit, wouldn't you know? Reached back like a pimp, slapped the ho Her father jumped up and he started to shout So I bombed on pops, knocked his ol' ass out Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talking that trash we'll pull your card Knowing nothing in life, but to be legit Don't quote me, boy, cause I ain't said shit Now I'm rolling hard, now under control Then wrapped the '64 'round a telephone pole I looked at my car and I said, "Oh, brother Throw it in the gutter and go buy another" Walking home and I see the G ride Now Kat is drivin Kilo on the side As they busted a U, they got pulled over A undercover cop in a dark green Nova Now Kat got beat for resisting arrest He socked the pig in the head for rippin' his Guess Now G is caught for doing the crime Fourth offense on the boy, he'll do some time Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talking that trash we'll pull your card Knowing nothing in life, but to be legit Don't quote me, boy, cause I ain't said shit I went to get them out, but there was no bail My niggas caused a riot in the county jail Two days later in municipal court Kilo G on trial straight cut a fart Disruption of a court, said the judge On a six-year sentence, my man didn't budge Bailiff came over to turn him in Kilo G looked up and gave a grin He yelled out, "Fire," then came Suzy The bitch came in with a sub-machine Uzi Police shot the girl, but didn't hurt her Both upstate for attempted murder Cause the boys in the hood are always hard You come talking that trash we'll pull your card Knowing nothing in life, but to be legit Don't quote me, boy, cause I ain't said shit

Wing$

rap

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis

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I was seven years old when I got my first pair And I stepped outside, and I was like "Momma This air bubble right here, it's gonna make me fly" I hit that court, and when I jumped I jumped, I swear I got so high "I touched the net! Mom, I touched the net! This is the best day of my life" Air Max's were next, that air bubble, that mesh The box, the smell, the stuffing, the tread At school, I was so cool, I knew that I couldn't crease 'em My friends couldn't afford 'em, four stripes on their Adidas On the court, I wasn't the best, but my kicks were like the pros, yo Stick out my tongue so everyone could see that logo Nike Air Flight, book bag was so dope And then my friend Carlos's brother got murdered for his Fours Whoa See he just wanted a jump shot But they wanted his Starter coat, though Didn't wanna get caught from Genesee Park to Othello You'd get clowned for those Pro Wings, with the velcro, those were not tight I was tryna fly, without leaving the ground 'Cause I wanted to be like Mike, right, wanted to be him I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to touch the rim I wanted to be cool, and I wanted to fit in I wanted what he had, America, it begins I wanna fly, can you take me far away? Give me a star to reach for Tell me what it takes And I'll go so high, I'll go so high My feet won't touch the ground Just stitch my wings and pull the strings I bought these dreams that all fall down We want what we can't have The commodity makes us want it So expensive, damn, I just got to flaunt it Got to show 'em So exclusive, this is that new shit A hundred dollars for a pair of shoes, I would never hoop in Look at me, look at me, I'm a cool kid I'm an individual, yeah, but I'm part of a movement My movement told me "Be a consumer" And I consumed it They told me to just do it I listened to what that swoosh said Look at what that swoosh did See it consumed my thoughts "Are you stupid? Don't crease 'em! Just leave 'em in that box!" Strangled by these laces, laces I can barely talk That's my air bubble and I'm lost, if it pops We are what we wear, we wear what we are But see I look inside the mirror and think Phil Knight tricked us all Will I stand for change, or stay in my box? These Nikes help me define me But I'm trying to take mine off I wanna fly, can you take me far away? Give me a star to reach for Tell me what it takes And I'll go so high, I'll go so high My feet won't touch the ground Just stitch my wings and pull the strings I bought these dreams that all fall down They started out with what I wear to school That first day Like these are what make you cool And this pair, this would be my parachute So much more than just a pair of shoes Nah, this is what I am What I wore, this is the source of my youth This dream that they sold to you For a hundred dollars and some change Consumption is in the veins And now I see it's just another pair of shoes

The Morning

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The Weeknd

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I'm fucking gone right now I'm fucking gone right now "Listen, listen" From the morning to the evening Complaints from the tenants Got the walls kicking like they six months pregnant Drinking Alizé with our cereal for breakfast Girls calling cabs at dawn quarter to seven Sky's getting cold, we're flying from the north Rockin' with our city like a sold out show House full of pros that specialize in the ho'in' Make that money rain as they taking off they clothes Order plane tickets Cali is the mission Visit every month like I'm split life living Let the world listen If a hater's caught slipping Then my niggas stay tight Got my back like Pippen Fast life gripping Yeah, we still tippin' Codeine cups paint a picture so vivid Fakes try to mimic Get girls timid But behind closed doors they get poles so rigid All that money, the money is the motive All that money, the money is the motive All that money, the money she be folding Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work Girl, put in work Push it to the limit Push it through the pain I push it for the pleasure like a virgin to the game A virgin to that money A virgin to the fame So this my only chance And when I'm over only pray That I flow from the bottom Closer to the top The higher that I climb The harder I'ma drop These pussy ass niggas tryna hold on to their credit So I tell them use a debit Watch they image start to lessen I warn them like discretion Why these niggas testing? Always fucking testing Why these niggas testing? Shit that I got them on straight bar hopping To the music of the ambiance Get shit popping Zombies of the night (Zombies of the night) Niggas ain't talking if they hyping to the crew Get it in like pockets Downtown loving When the moon coming Only place to find bassheads and hot women All that money, the money is the motive All that money, the money is the motive All that money, the money she be folding Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work Girl, put in work Better slow down She'll feel it in the morning Ain't the kind of girl you'll be seeing in the morning Too damn raw, ain't no nigga with her rollin' Ain't no nigga that she holding Man, her love is too damn foreign Look at all that money The money is the motive (The money is the motive) All that money The money she be folding (The money she be folding) Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work All that money, the money is the motive All that money, the money is the motive All that money, the money she be folding Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work Girl, put in work

Wicked Games

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The Weeknd

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Woah, woah, ehh I left my girl back home I don't love her no more And she'll never fucking know that These fucking eyes that I'm staring at Let me see that ass Look at all this cash And I emptied out my cards too Now I'm fucking leaning on that Bring your love, baby, I could bring my shame Bring the drugs, baby, I could bring my pain I got my heart right here I got my scars right here Bring the cups, baby, I could bring the drank Bring your body, baby, I could bring you fame And that's my motherfucking words too Just let me motherfucking love you Listen, ma, I'll give you all I got Get me off of this, I need confidence in myself (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ohh, yeah) Ohh, listen, ma, I'll give you all of me Give me all of it, I need all of it to myself (Woah, woah) So tell me you love me (Only for tonight, only for the night) Even though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh) Just tell me you love me (I'll give you what I need, I'll give you all of me) Even though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh) (yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah) Let me see you dance I love to watch you dance Take you down another level And get you dancing with the Devil Take a shot of this But I'm warning you I'm on that shit that you can't smell, baby So, put down your perfume Bring your love, baby, I could bring my shame Bring the drugs, baby, I could bring my pain Oh, I got my heart right here Oh, I got my scars right here Bring the cups, baby, I could bring the drank Bring your body, baby, I could bring you fame And that's my motherfucking words too, ayy So let me motherfucking love you Listen, ma, I'll give you all I got Get me off of this (off of this), I need confidence (confidence) in myself (Ooh, eh, ehh) Listen, ma, I'll give you all of me (Ooh) Give me all of it, I need all of it to myself (I need all of it) So tell me you love me, yeah (Only for tonight, only for the night) Even though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh) Just tell me you love me (I'll give you what I need, I'll give you all of me) Even though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh) Ohh

No Diggity

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Blackstreet

{"Dr. Dre","Queen Pen"}

Yeah You know what? I like the playettes No diggity, no doubt, uh Play on, playette Play on, playette Yo, Dre, drop the verse It's going down, fade to Blackstreet The homies got at me, collab' creations bump like acne No doubt, I put it down, never slouch As long as my credit can vouch, a dog couldn't catch me **** out Tell me who can stop when Dre makin' moves Attracting honeys like a magnet Giving 'em eargasms with my mellow accent Still moving this flavor With the homies Blackstreet and Teddy The original rump shakers Shorty get down, good Lord Baby got 'em open all over town Strictly biz, she don't play around Cover much grounds, got game by the pound Getting paid is her forte Each and every day, true player way I can't get her out of my mind (Wow) I think about the girl all the time (Wow-wow) East side to the west side Pushin' phat rides, it's no surprise She got tricks in the stash, stacking up the cash Fast when it comes to the gas By no means average She's on when she's got to have it Baby, you're a perfect ten, I wanna get in Can I get down so I can win? I like the way you work it No diggity, I got to bag it up (Bag it up) I like the way you work it No diggity, I got to bag it up (Bag it up, girl) I like the way you work it No diggity, I got to bag it up (Bag it up) I like the way you work it No diggity, I got to bag it up (Get up) She's got class and style Street knowledge by the pound Baby never act wild Very low-key on the profile Catchin' feelings is a no Let me tell you how it goes Herb's the word, spin's the verb Lovers, it curves, so freak what you heard Rollin' with the phatness You don't even know what the half is You've got to pay to play Just for shorty bang-bang to look your way I like the way you work it Trump tight all day, every day You're blowing my mind, maybe in time Baby, I can get you in my ride I like the way you work it No diggity, I got to bag it up (Bag it up) I like the way you work it No diggity, I got to bag it up (Oh, yeah) I like the way you work it No diggity, I got to bag it up (Bag it up, babe) I like the way you work it No diggity, I got to bag it up (Get up) Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (Hey yo, that girl looks good) Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (Play on, play on, play on) Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (You're my kind of girl) Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (Hey yo) 'Cause that's my peeps and we rolls deep Flyin' first class from New York City to Blackstreet What you know about me? Not a **** thing Cartier wooden frames sported by my shorty As for me, icy gleaming pinkie diamond ring We bes the baddest clique up on the scene Ain't you getting bored with these fake-**** broads? I shows and proves, no doubt, I been diggin' you so Please excuse if I come across rude, that's just me And that's how a playette's got to be Stay kickin' game with a capital G Ask the peoples on my block, I'm as real as can be Word is bond, faking moves never been my thing So, Teddy, pass the word to your **** Chauncy I'll be sending the call, let's say, around 3:30 Queen Pen and Blackstreet, it's no diggity (No diggity, no doubt, baby) I like the way you work it No diggity, I got to bag it up (Girl, you got it going on) I like the way you work it No diggity, I got to bag it up (Play on, play on, play on) (Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo) I like the way you work it No diggity, I got to bag it up (Hey, ooh) (Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo) I like the way you work it No diggity, I got to bag it up (Hell, yeah, babe) Yeah, come on Becky in full effect (No doubt) Lisa in full effect (Right) Vicky in full effect (Uh-huh) Tamika in full effect (Yeah) Blaze in full effect (Right) Ain't nothin' goin' on but the rent (No doubt) Yeah, play on, playette (Play on, playette) Play on (Play on), play on (play on) 'Cause I like it (Right) No diggity, no doubt, yeah Blackstreet productions We out, we out (Right) We out, we out

Where Is the Love?

rap

Black Eyed Peas

{"Justin Timberlake"}

What's wrong with the world, Mama? People livin' like they ain't got no mamas I think the whole world's addicted to the drama Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma Overseas, yeah, we tryna stop terrorism But we still got terrorists here livin' In the USA, the big CIA The Bloods and the Crips and the KKK But if you only have love for your own race Then you only leave space to discriminate And to discriminate only generates hate And when you hate, then you're bound to get irate, yeah Madness is what you demonstrate And that's exactly how anger works and operates Man, you gotta have love just to set it straight Take control of your mind and meditate Let your soul gravitate to the love, y'all, y'all People killin', people dyin' Children hurtin', hear them cryin' Can you practice what you preach? And would you turn the other cheek? Father, father, father, help us Send some guidance from above 'Cause people got me, got me questioning Where is the love? (Love) Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love, the love, the love? It just ain't the same, old ways have changed New days are strange, is the world insane? If love and peace is so strong Why are there pieces of love that don't belong? Nations droppin' bombs Chemical gases filling lungs of little ones With ongoing sufferin' as the youth die young So ask yourself, is the lovin' really gone? So I can ask myself, really, what is going wrong With this world that we livin' in? People keep on givin' in Makin' wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends Not respectin' each other, deny thy brother A war is goin' on, but the reason's undercover The truth is kept secret, and swept under the rug If you never know truth, then you never know love Where's the love, y'all? Come on (I don't know) And where's the truth, y'all? Come on (I don't know) And where's the love y'all? People killin', people dyin' Children hurtin', hear them cryin' Can you practice what you preach? And would you turn the other cheek? Father, father, father, help us Send some guidance from above 'Cause people got me, got me questioning Where is the love? (Love) Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love? (Love) Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love? (The love) Where is the love, the love, the love? I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder As I'm gettin' older, y'all people gets colder Most of us only care about money-makin' Selfishness got us followin' the wrong direction Wrong information always shown by the media Negative images is the main criteria Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria Kids wanna act like what they see in the cinema Yo, whatever happened to the values of humanity? (Yeah) Whatever happened to the fairness and equality? (Yeah) Instead of spreading love, we spreading animosity (Yeah) Lack of understanding leading us away from unity That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' under That's the reason why sometimes I'm feelin' down It's no wonder why sometimes I'm feelin' under Gotta keep my faith alive 'til love is found Now ask yourself Where is the love? Where is the love? Where is the love? Where is the love? Father, father, father, help us Send some guidance from above 'Cause people got me, got me questioning Where is the love? Now sing with me, y'all (One world, one world) We only got (One world, one world) That's all we got (One world, one world) And something's wrong with it (Yeah) Something's wrong with it (Yeah) Something's wrong with the w-world, world, yeah We only got (One world, one world) That's all we got (One world, one world)

The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air

rap

DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince

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Now this is a story all about how My life got flipped turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air In West Philadelphia born and raised On the playground is where I spent most of my days Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin' all cool And all shootin' some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys who were up to no good Started makin' trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared And said "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air" I begged and pleaded with her day after day But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket I put my Walkman on and said "I might as well kick it" First class, yo, this is bad Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like? Hmm, this might be all right But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, and all that Is this the type of place that they should send this cool cat? I don't think so, I'll see when I get there I hope they're prepared for the Prince of Bel-Air Well, uh The plane landed and when I came out There was a dude, looked like a cop, standing there with my name out I ain't trying to get arrested yet, I just got here I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared I whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said 'Fresh' and it had dice in the mirror If anything I could say that this cab was rare But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air!" I pulled up to a house about seven or eight And I yelled to the cabbie "Yo', Holmes, smell ya later" I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air

Feel Good Inc.

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Gorillaz

{"De La Soul"}

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Feel good Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good (Change, change, change, change) Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good (Change, change, change, change) Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good City's breaking down on a camel's back They just have to go, 'cause they don't know wack So while you fill the streets, it's appealing to see And you won't get out the county 'cause you're damned and free You got a new horizon, its ephemeral style A melancholy town where we never smile And all I wanna hear is the message beep My dreams, they've got to kiss me 'cause I don't get to sleep, no (*beep*) Windmill, windmill for the land Turn forever, hand in hand Take it all in on your stride It is ticking, falling down Love forever, love is free Let's turn forever, you and me Windmill, windmill for the land Is everybody in? Laughin' gas, these hazmats, fast cats Linin' 'em up like ass cracks Play these ponies at the track It's my chocolate attack Shit, I'm steppin' in the heart of this here (Yeah) Care Bear repping in harder this year (Yeah) Watch me as I gravitate, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Yo, we gon' ghost town this Motown With yo' sound, you in the blink Gon' bite the dust, can't fight with us With yo' sound, you kill the Inc So don't stop, get it, get it (Get it) Until you're cheddar headed And watch the way I navigate, hahahahaha (Ha! Haha! Haha! Haha! Ha!) Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good Windmill, windmill for the land Turn forever, hand in hand Take it all in on your stride It is ticking, falling down Love forever, love is free Let's turn forever, you and me Windmill, windmill for the land Is everybody in? Don't stop, get it, get it, peep how your captain's in it (Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good) Steady, watch me navigate, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! (Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good) Don't stop, get it, get it, peep how your captain's in it (Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good) Steady, watch me navigate, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! (Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good) Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good (Hahaha!) Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good (Hahaha!) Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good (Hahaha!) Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca; feel good (Hahahahahaha!)

It Wasnt Me

rap

Shaggy

{Rikrok}

Yo, man Yo Open up, man Yo, what you want, man? My girl just caught me You made her catch you? I don't know how I let this happen With who? The girl next door, ya know? Man I don't know what to do Say it wasn't you Alright Honey came in and she caught me red-handed Creepin' with the girl next door Picture this, we were both butt naked Bangin' on the bathroom floor How could I forget that I had Given her an extra key? All this time she was standin' there She never took her eyes off me How ya fi give the woman access to your villa? Trespasser and a witness, all the hacklin' a yuh pillow You better watch your back before she turn into a killa Best review the situation that you caught up inna To be a true player, you haffi know how fi play If she say, "A night," convince her, say, "A day" Never admit to a word weh she say And if she claim a yuh, tell her, "Baby, no way!" But she caught me on the counter (Wasn't me) Saw me bangin' on the sofa (Wasn't me) I even had her in the shower (Wasn't me) She even caught me on camera (Wasn't me) She saw the marks on my shoulder (Wasn't me) Heard the words that I told her (Wasn't me) Heard the screams gettin' louder (Wasn't me) She stayed until it was over Honey came in and she caught me red-handed Creepin' with the girl next door Picture this, we were both butt naked Bangin' on the bathroom floor I had tried to keep her from what She was about to see Why should she believe me When I told her it wasn't me? Mek she know say that she really no have right fi vex A never you she see yah make the gigolo flex A smaddy else weh favor you inna di complex Seein' is believin', so you better change your specs You know she a go bring a whole heap a things up from the past All the likkle evidence, you betta know fi mask Quick 'pon yuh answer, know how fi talk But if she pack a gun, you know you betta run fast But she caught me on the counter (Wasn't me) Saw me bangin' on the sofa (Wasn't me) I even had her in the shower (It wasn't me) She even caught me on camera (Wa-wasn't me) She saw the marks on my shoulder (Wasn't me) Heard the words that I told her (Wasn't me) Heard the screams gettin' louder (Wasn't me) She stayed until it was over Honey came in and she caught me red-handed Creepin' with the girl next door Picture this, we were both butt naked Bangin' on the bathroom floor How could I forget that I had Given her an extra key? All this time she was standin' there She never took her eyes off me Gonna tell her that I'm sorry for the pain that I've caused I've been listenin' to your reasonin', it makes no sense at all Need to tell her that I'm sorry for the pain that I've caused You may think that you're a player, but you're completely lost That's why I sing Honey came in and she caught me red-handed Creepin' with the girl next door Picture this, we were both butt naked Bangin' on the bathroom floor How could I forget that I had Given her an extra key? All this time she was standin' there She never took her eyes off me

Bulls on Parade

rock

Rage Against the Machine

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Come wit' it now Come wit' it now The microphone explodes, shattering the mold Either drop the hits like de la O or get the fuck off the commode With the sure shot, sure to make the bodies drop Drop and don't copy, yo, don't call this a co-op Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' the thirst Of the power dons, that five-sided Fistagon The rotten sore on the face of Mother Earth gets bigger The trigger's cold, empty your purse Rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells Weapons, not food, not homes, not shoes Not need, just feed the war, cannibal animal I walk the corner to the rubble, that used to be a library Line up to the mind cemetery now What we don't know keeps the contracts alive and movin' They don't gotta burn the books, they just remove 'em While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells Rally 'round the family, pockets full of shells Rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells They rally 'round the family with a pocket full of shells Bulls on parade, uh Come wit' it now Come wit' it now Bulls on parade Bulls on parade Bulls on parade Bulls on parade Bulls on parade Bulls on parade

Circle of Life

pop

Carmen Twillie & Lebo M

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Nants ingonyama bagithi Baba Sithi uhm ingonyama Nants ingonyama bagithi baba Sithi uhhmm ingonyama Ingonyama Siyo Nqoba Ingonyama Ingonyama nengw' enamabala From the day we arrive on the planet And blinking, step into the sun There is more to see than can ever be seen More to do than can ever be done There is far too much to take in here More to find than can ever be found But the sun rolling high Through the sapphire sky Keeps great and small on the endless round It's the Circle of Life And it moves us all Through despair and hope Through faith and love 'Til we find our place On the path unwinding In the circle The Circle of Life It's the Circle of Life And it moves us all Through despair and hope Through faith and love 'Til we find our place On the path unwinding In the circle The Circle of Life

8 Mile: B-Rabbit vs Papa Doc

rap

Eminem

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Now, everybody from the 313 Put your motherfuckin' hands up and follow me! Everybody from the 313 Put your motherfuckin' hands up! Look, look Now, while he stands tough Notice that this man did not have his hands up This Free World's got you gassed up Now, who's afraid of the Big Bad Wolf? One, two, three, and to the four One Pac, two Pac, three Pac, four Four Pac, three Pac, two Pac, one You're Pac, he's Pac, no Pac, none This guy ain't no motherfuckin' MC I know everything he's 'bout to say against me I am white, I am a fucking bum I do live in a trailer with my mom My boy Future is an Uncle Tom I do got a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob Who shoots himself in his leg with his own gun I did get jumped by all six of you chumps And Wink did fuck my girl I'm still standin' here screaming, "Fuck the Free World!" Don't ever try to judge me, dude You don't know what the fuck I've been through But I know something about you You went to Cranbrook, that's a private school What's the matter, dawg? You embarrassed? This guy's a gangster? His real name's Clarence And Clarence lives at home with both parents And Clarence' parents have a real good marriage This guy don't wanna battle, he's shook 'Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks He's scared to death, he's scared to look At his fucking yearbook; fuck Cranbrook! Fuck a beat, I'll go a cappella Fuck a Papa Doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer Fuck everybody! Fuck y'all if you doubt me! I'm a piece of fucking white trash, I say it proudly And fuck this battle, I don't wanna win, I'm outtie Here, tell these people something they don't know about me Yo...

HiiiPoWeR

rap

Kendrick Lamar

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Everybody put three fingers in the air The sky is falling, the wind is calling Stand for something or die in the morning Section.80, HiiiPoWeR Visions of Martin Luther staring at me Malcolm X put a hex on my future, someone catch me I'm falling victim to a revolutionary song, the Serengeti's clone Back to put you backstabbers back on your spinal bone You slipped your disc when I slid you my disc You wanted to diss, but jumped on my dick Grown men never should bite their tongue Unless you eatin' pussy that smell like it's a stale plum I got my finger on the motherfuckin' pistol Aimin' it at a pig, Charlotte's web is gonna miss you My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise How to stay on beat, because our life's an instrumental This is physical and mental, I won't sugarcoat it You'd die from diabetes if these other niggas wrote it And everything on TV just a figment of imagination I don't want a plastic nation, dread that like a Haitian While you motherfuckers waiting, I be off the slave ship Building pyramids, writing my own hieroglyphs Just call the shit HiiiPoWeR Nigga, nothing less than HiiiPoWeR Five-star dishes, food for thought, bitches I mean this shit is Huey Newton going stupid, you can't resist his HiiiPoWeR Throw your hands up for HiiiPoWeR Visions of Martin Luther staring at me If I see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy Sorry, mama, I can't turn the other cheek They wanna knock me off the edge like a fuckin' widow's peak, uh And she always told me pray for the weak, uh Them demons got me, I ain't prayed in some weeks, uh Dear Lord, come save me, the devil's working hard He probably clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs Frightenin', so fuckin' frightenin' Enough to drive a man insane, I need a license to kill I'm standing on a field full of land mines Doin' the moonwalk, hopin' I blow up in time 'Cause 2012 might not be a fuckin' legend Tryna be a fuckin' legend, the man of mankind Who said a Black man in the Illuminati? Last time I checked, that was the biggest racist party So get up off that slave ship Build your own pyramids, write your own hieroglyphs Just call the shit HiiiPoWeR Nigga, nothing less than HiiiPoWeR Five-star dishes, food for thought, bitches I mean this shit is Bobby Seale makin' meals, you can't resist his HiiiPoWeR Throw your hands up for HiiiPoWeR Every day, we fight the system just to make our way We been down for too long, but that's alright We was built to be strong, 'cause it's our life, na-na-na Every day, we fight the system, we fight the system We fight the system (Never like the system) We been down for too long, but that's alright, na-na-na Who said a Black man in the Illuminati? Last time I checked, that was the biggest racist party Last time I checked, we was racin' with Marcus Garvey On the freeway to Africa 'til I wreck my Audi And I want everybody to view my autopsy So you can see exactly where the government had shot me No conspiracy, my fate is inevitable They play musical chairs once I'm on that pedestal Frightenin', so fuckin' frightenin' Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane The reason Lauryn Hill don't sing, or Kurt Cobain Loaded that clip and then said bang The drama it bring is crazy, product of the late '80s Tryna stay above water, that's why we shun the Navy Pull your guns and play me, let's set it off 'Cause a riot, throw a Molotov Somebody told me them pirates had got lost 'Cause we been off them slave ships Got our own pyramids, write our own hieroglyphs Just call the shit HiiiPoWeR Yeah, nothing less than HiiiPoWeR Five-star dishes, food for thought, bitches I mean this shit is Fred Hampton on your campus, you can't resist his HiiiPoWeR Throw your hands up for HiiiPoWeR Thug life Thug life

Viva la Vida

rock

Coldplay

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I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning, I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own I used to roll the dice Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes Listened as the crowd would sing "Now the old king is dead, long live the king" One minute I held the key Next, the walls were closed on me And I discovered that my castles stand Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing Roman cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason, I can't explain Once you'd gone, there was never Never an honest word And that was when I ruled the world It was a wicked and wild wind Blew down the doors to let me in Shattered windows and the sound of drums People couldn't believe what I'd become Revolutionaries wait For my head on a silver plate Just a puppet on a lonely string (Mmm, mmm) Oh, who would ever want to be king? I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing Roman cavalry choirs are singing Be my mirror, my sword and shield My missionaries in a foreign field For some reason, I can't explain I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-woah) (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-woah) (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-woah) (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-woah) (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-woah) Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-woah) Roman cavalry choirs are singing (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-woah) Be my mirror, my sword and shield (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-woah) My missionaries in a foreign field (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-woah) For some reason, I can't explain (Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-woah) I know Saint Peter won't call my name Never an honest word But that was when I ruled the world Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm Mmm, mmm

She

rap

Tyler, The Creator

{"Tyler / The Creator","Frank Ocean"}

Golden rubbers in these denim pockets (Denim pockets) On my waist, there's a black Glock (Black Glock) New girl moved on the block (On the block) She been plottin' on my brown cock (Brown cock) Last night I slept over hers (Over hers) During sex, I overheard (I overheard) A sword sliced the air, I pulled out the na-na Rolled off the bed, then shot back, pow-pow Blood on the sheets, probably spillin' from my gash Looked out the glass, seen him sprintin' on the grass A real ninja, with the blade and the mask Had them gold ninja stars, and red Supreme nunchuks Now she tryna patch me up, but Girl, I was just tryna get a nut bust If that's your ex, you should probably own a pistol But I'm guessin' it's wiser to exit with dude The blinds wide open so he can See you in the dark when you're sleepin' Naked body, fresh out the shower And you touch yourself after hours Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom You're sleeping alone in bed But check your window (Swag) He's at your window Night light hits off, turnin' kisses to bites I'm a down to Earth nigga with intentions that's right You'll be down in Earth quicker if you diss me tonight But I'll be the happiest if you decide to kick it tonight We can chill and I can act like I don't wanna fuck You can tell me all your problems like I really give one (Nope) But I give two for us 'cause you're the one that I want Don't wanna seem like a punk pussy that simps over punk pussy See when I'm with my friends I just put on a front But in the back of my top, I'm writing songs about we We, as including I, and yourself, making three Little ones, the drums are hitting pretty hard if you ask me You're a pretty broad in the top three Of things that I've been waiting to come, so Meet me by the lake around 10 and skinny dippin' and then We can begin the pretend game, I wanna be Finn from Adventure Time The blinds wide open so he can See you in the dark when you're sleepin' Naked body, fresh out the shower And you touch yourself after hours Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom You're sleeping alone in bed But check your window He's at your window One, two; you're the girl that I want Three, four, five, six, seven; shit Eight is the bullets if you say no after all this And I just couldn't take it, you're so motherfuckin' gorgeous Gorgeous, baby you're gorgeous I just wanna drag your lifeless body to the forest And fornicate with it But that's because I'm in love with you, cunt I just wanna talk, and conversate 'Cause I usually just stalk you and masturbate And I finally got the courage to ask you on a date So just say yes, let the future fall into place (Cunt) I just wanna talk and conversate 'Cause I usually just stalk you and masturbate And I finally got the courage to ask you on a date So just say yes, let the future fall into place, cunt The blinds wide open so he can See you in the dark when you're sleepin' Naked body, fresh out the shower And you touch yourself after hours Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom You're sleeping alone in bed But check your window He's at your window The blinds wide open so he can See you in the dark when you're sleepin' Naked body, fresh out the shower You touch yourself after hours Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom You're sleeping alone in bed He's at your window One, two; you're the girl that I want Three, four, five, six, seven; shit Eight is the bullets if you say no after all this And I just couldn't take it, you're so motherfuckin' gorgeous Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous

In the End

rock

Linkin Park

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(It starts with one) One thing, I don't know why It doesn't even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme To explain in due time all I know Time is a valuable thing Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings Watch it count down to the end of the day The clock ticks life away, it's so unreal (It's so unreal) Didn't look out below Watch the time go right out the window Tryin' to hold on, didn't even know I wasted it all just to watch you go I kept everything inside And even though I tried, it all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually be A memory of a time when I tried so hard I tried so hard and got so far But in the end it doesn't even matter I had to fall to lose it all But in the end it doesn't even matter One thing, I don't know why It doesn't even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme To remind myself how I tried so hard In spite of the way you were mockin' me Actin' like I was part of your property Rememberin' all the times you fought with me I'm surprised it got so far Things aren't the way they were before You wouldn't even recognize me anymore Not that you knew me back then But it all comes back to me in the end You kept everything inside And even though I tried, it all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually be A memory of a time when I tried so hard I tried so hard and got so far But in the end it doesn't even matter I had to fall to lose it all But in the end it doesn't even matter I've put my trust in you Pushed as far as I can go For all this There's only one thing you should know I've put my trust in you Pushed as far as I can go For all this There's only one thing you should know I tried so hard and got so far But in the end it doesn't even matter I had to fall to lose it all But in the end it doesn't even matter

Worldwide Choppers

rap

Tech N9ne

{Twista,Yelawolf,"Busta Rhymes",Ceza,USO,D-Loc,"Twisted Insane",JL}

Sen kalk, bir minik mikrofonunu getir Bak jak burada, diktafonuna tak Kağıt, kalem bir de ilham alınacak Tam gaz choppers, havada düşman avına çıkalım Akalım, haydi bu battle'ı kazanalım We started in the Midwest (Midwest, Midwest) Now we 'bout to take it (Take it, take it, take it) all over the world, baby (Baby, baby) This is the pinnacle (Pinnacle, pinnacle) Yeah, Tech N9ne (Tech N9ne) Follow me all around the planet, I run the gamut on Sickology They can never manage, we do damage with no apology Pick 'em off they panic a little manic, 'cause I gotta be Frantic, I'ma jam it, 'cause I'm an oddity Gobble the track up like I'm grubbin' at Mama Nakas I can pop at you proper 'cause I'm partners of Waka Flocka Gimme the top of hip-hop And watch him make 'em rock with a show-stopper Chakras poppin' off the (Worldwide Choppers) If you anybody, you notice it Tech is the pinnacle, not a identical soul is it Loaded, cold as the polar get Wrote it quick and they quoted it Yo, it exploded the flow, behold it, 'cause when the motor spit Abdiea, bdiea, never to get free of the real Better get just kneel to me or ready to get near my heels Gimme the knock and I'ma chop But he came and he went tomorrow But I'ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas Hit 'em up and get 'em up I ain't done, I ain't did enough Trippin' when I rip it, I be the ish when I spit 'em up Sorta like I was liquored up and backin' up in the gut Everybody be knowin' I be actin' up when I bust From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin' the stamina If you never been a fan of the man, the brand is unanimous Can I cuss? Fuck anybody! Tech is calamitous Leave 'em in the dust ain't nobody tough when I'm standin' up Tech is hostile, he's awful And really be wicked when he be off in a bottle You wit' it, you dig it, you never lost the apostle He sick and he give it the Poe and toss in Picasso Killin' everybody off is the motto And I be the only chopper that's tossed in a brothel You said it's pathetic, my head is off in a taco I sped and you bled and you in a coffin when I go I'm light years ahead of my peers Want some, you can come bring it right here (Worldwide Choppers) Can't clown me, don't come 'round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me Check it, I'm ahead of 'em Chop it up with the veterans A legend developin' Ain't gotta tell him it's evident Gotta notice an elephant None of you niggas relevant You're delicate, but lovin' every second of this De vil alle tjekke, når vi ligger det Kommer ind og smækker det, beatet - jeg vækker det I ved hva', der kommer ud af min mund Hænger med de vildeste gutter Det minder mig om, vi stikker det af For de kalder mig alle fucking chopper What if I ran into you with a pogo stick Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah's Witness With a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet And I threw up more churches like I was playin' Hamlet Syllable burnin', that internal damage Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammock Under an oak tree like I was peelin' pecans But instead I'm peelin' rappers' heads, makin' a sand-a-wich Pick up a .22 and put a bullet inside of a Motherfucka from Westside, a 1987 box I'm headed up, yeah, headed for bucks Fuck 'em all, make them feel my dread like I had a head of locks Feel every bump like you had bad shocks But I hopped on the fuckin' beat and I worldwide chopped Wanna fuck with Tech N9ne, twist up the pine And smoke a beat with Mr. Busta Rhymes? Well sure, why not? Really don't need to show any more of my cock But I run across the stadium in a pair of your socks In a trench coat with the pencil and a watch Then drop a verse before you can focus to read the clocks Slumerican is out of control Heat it up, beat it up, then I gotta go But I'ma dump truck, just send another load Peter Piper dump a pile of peppers in your throats With an alien probe, I'm light years- I'm light years ahead of my peers Want some, you can come bring it right here (Worldwide Choppers) Can't clown me, don't come 'round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me Twista Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm or loosen the venom And hit 'em and give 'em astig-a-ma-tism And then I'ma spit 'em somethin' so full of vengeance That everybody'll wanna devour the pieces Of my enemies 'cause of cannibalism Breakin' them off into particles They get in a predicament that be never reversible 'Cause a nigga be too versatile, makin' you nervous You could never compete with the colonel I burn you, I'm an immortal, and that's the reason I murder you Focus on my hocus pocus and make a likkle magic After I wreck and check ya, then your respect I better have it 'Cause I'm an anomaly, then I'ma give a lobotomy To any motherfucker challengin' my astronomy Hoppin', I don't stop with the fire when the flames thrown I'm one of the most popular choppers and my name's known Throwin' it up in the air, takin' it there We WWC, if you can't keep up shoulda stayed home My alien knowledge be makin' other astronomers' Work look as ancient as a discovery of paleontology So play me and I'ma be shinin' on them haters I'm finna be usin' it as energy, watch how radiant I'ma be Like a helicopter when the words fly Entire families all the way out to you girl die If I catch you fuckin' with the most intricate lyricists Don't even try to stop us, 'cause we choppers and we worldwide And I'm- I'm light years ahead of my peers Want some, you can come bring it right here (Worldwide Choppers) Can't clown me, don't come 'round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me See, now they ask when I'ma stomp on my dude And when I'ma cock it and pop it and what I'ma drop on my dude Inevitably is that I'ma be the most incredible dude To ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude (Worldwide Choppers) And then they ask "What in the world is you provin' When you were already the best?" and "What the hell is he doin'?" Well, I'ma be choppin' and cuttin' And breakin' and beatin' and shakin' And fuckin' everything up 'til I make no further mistake and Bustin' everything up like a fuckin' angry Jamaican And shuttin' everything up, especially the ones who be hatin' They lovin' everything until I got 'em stutterin' stupid You hear 'em now? "D-d-d-d-don't do-do-do-do it! P-p-p-please, wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us? W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest" And now I'ma come and kill 'em Get 'em, hit 'em and finish 'em And bang 'em in the head and diminish them And then I'll hit 'em again at a minimum Repeat it, comin' to killin' 'em Then he be gotta be drillin' 'em Thinkin', "They gotta be feelin' him!" Spittin' lithium, see the way a nigga be spillin' 'em And gettin' 'em stupid to the point where there's no forgivin' him Hopin' you're listenin' and you're payin' attention And you're witnessin' the way that I be christenin' in the mic And gettin' in the zone, I be flattenin' and packin' in People from the front to the back and They got me actin' a fool, I'm black and, nigga, now I'm home! I'm light years ahead of my peers Want some, you can come bring it right here (Worldwide Choppers) Can't clown me, don't come 'round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me My fire annihilate make fighters retire instantly I'm choppin' 'em: call me Michael Myers in my vicinity The way I be killin' 'em with rhythm, it get illegitimate The Gilla will finish any in a predicament (Worldwide Choppers) Any enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack up They know they never can get with me whenever they mention me The history of a lyrical criminal more deadly than chemicals Check my resume, they said the Gillgod's biblical (Worldwide Choppers) I hit 'em with venom when I get up in 'em I bend 'em and send 'em and you can feel me Diggin' up in your brain and bringin' the pain They often wanna kill me Fillin' 'em with that fury, get up and hurry You can feel the real me Comin' up with that shit, I'm havin' a fit And you will never peel me Off of you when I'm on top of you, I got the drop on you And poppin' often, hit 'em up with a bullet to the (Brain) You can look into the eyes of a heathen, breathin' You're fiendin' and dreamin' to find a demon, name Insane I'm a worldwide (Chopper)

I’m On One

rap

DJ Khaled

{"Lil Wayne","Rick Ross",Drake}

I get 'em up! (I'm on one) I get 'em up! (Fuck it, I'm on one) I get 'em up! (I said, "I'm on one") DJ Khaled! Ugh, I'm getting so throwed I ain't went this hard since I was eighteen Apologize if I say anything I don't mean Like, "What's up with your best friend? We could all have some fun, believe me" And, "What's up with these new niggas? And why they think it all comes so easy?" But get it while you here, boy 'Cause all that hype don't feel the same next year, boy Yeah, and I be right here in my spot With a little more cash than I already got Tripping off you 'cause you had your shot With my skin tan and my hair long and my fans who been so patient Me and 40 back to work, but we still smell like a vacation Hate the rumors, hate the bullshit, hate these fucking allegations I'm just feeling like the throne is for the taking-watch me take it All I care about is money and the city that I'm from I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it 'til it's done I don't really give a fuck and my excuse is that I'm young And I'm only getting older, somebody should've told you I'm on one, yeah Fuck it, I'm on one, yeah I said, "I'm on one" Fuck it, I'm on one Two white cups and I got that drink Could be purple or could be pink 'Pending on how you mix that shit Money to be got and I'ma get that shit 'Cause I'm on one I said, "Fuck it, I'm on one" Huh! I'm burning purple flowers, it's burning my chest (Huh) I bury the most cash and burning the rest (Stuntin') Walking on the clouds, suspended in thin air (Yeah) The ones beneath me recognize the red bottoms I wear (Check it) Burner in the belt, move the kids to the hills (Boss) Bend shawty on the sink, do it for the thrill Kiss you on your neck and tell you, "Everything is great" (Right) Even though I'm out on bond and might be facing eight Still running with the same niggas 'til the death of me Never seen a million cash, gotta count it carefully (Haha) Ever made love to the woman of your dreams (Woo!) In a room full of money out in London as she screams? (Woo!) Huh! Baby, I could take it there Call Marc Jacobs personally to make a pair So, yeah, we on one, the feeling ain't fair (Khaled) And it's double MG until I get the chair, chyeah All I care about is money and the city that I'm from (Huh) I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it 'til it's done I don't really give a fuck, and my excuse is that I'm young And I'm only getting older, somebody should've told you I'm on one, yeah Fuck it, I'm on one, yeah I said "I'm on one" Fuck it, I'm on one Two white cups and I got that drink Could be purple or could be pink 'Pending on how you mix that shit Money to be got and I'ma get that shit 'Cause I'm on one I said, "Fuck it, I'm on one" I walk around the club, fuck everybody And all my niggas got that heat, I feel like Pat Riley Yeah, too much money ain't enough money You know the feds listening-nigga, what money? I'm a made nigga, I should dust something You niggas on the bench, like the bus coming Huh, ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers I'm focused, might as well say "cheese" for the pictures Ohh, I'm about to go Andre the Giant You a sellout, but I ain't buying Chopper dissect a nigga like science Put an end to your world like the Mayans This a celebration, bitches: Mazel tov It's a slim chance I fall: Olive Oyl "Tunechi" be the name, don't ask me how I got it I'm killing these hoes, I swear I'm tryna stop the violence All I care about is money (Yeah) and the city that I'm from I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it 'til it's done I don't really give a fuck, and my excuse is that I'm young And I'm only getting older, somebody should've told you I'm on one, yeah (Young Mula, baby) Fuck it, I'm on one (YMCMB) Yeah, I said, "I'm on one" (Uh-huh) Fuck it, I'm on one Two white cups and I got that drink Could be purple or could be pink 'Pending on how you mix that shit Money to be got and I'ma get that shit 'Cause I'm on one (Haha) I said, "Fuck it, I'm on one" I get 'em up I get 'em up I get 'em up DJ Khaled

Rolling Stone

rb

The Weeknd

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Ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah Now you're thinkin' 'bout it Girl you're thinkin' 'bout it What we got here How we fuckin' got here They recognized They just recognize I'm in a life without a home so this recognition's not enough I don't care about nobody else Cause I've been on these streets way too long, too long, too long Baby, I've been on this too long 'Cause getting faded too long Got me on this rolling stone So I take another hit Kill another serotonin With a hand full of beans And a chest full of weed Got me singing 'bout a bitch While I'm blowing out my steam Yeah, I know I got my issues Why you think I fuckin' flow? And I'ma keep on smoking 'til I can't hit another note Ooh, but until then I got you, ooh Baby, I got you, ooh Until you're used to my face And my mystery fades I got you, ooh So, baby, love me, oh Before they all love me Until you won't love me, oh Because they'll all love me, ooh I'll be different, oh I think I'll be different, ooh I hope I'm not different, oh And I hope you'll still listen But until then Baby, I got you, ooh I got you, oh, ohh Girl, I still got you, oh-ohh And I got you, ooh, woah

Marvins Room

rb

Drake

{}

Hello? Yeah, I just walked in Yeah, I'm good, you still working? Tonight, right now? Did I go out? Yeah, I went out, I went I went to a couple of clubs I never went to bed, shit Wine or water? Did you say something about a cold drink? I don't know I'm delirious Cups of the rosé Bitches in my old phone I should call one and go home I've been in this club too long The woman that I would try Is happy with a good guy But I've been drinkin' so much That I'ma call her anyway and say Fuck that nigga that you love so bad I know you still think about the times we had I say fuck that nigga that you think you found And since you pick up, I know he's not around, oh, oh Are you drunk right now? I'm just sayin' you could do better Tell me, have you heard that lately? I'm just sayin' you could do better And I'll start hatin' only if you make me Uh, cups of the XO All my people been here I see all of her friends here Guess she don't have the time to kick it no more Flight's in the morning What you doin' that's so important? I've been drinkin' so much That I'ma call you anyway and say Fuck that nigga that you love so bad I know you still think about the times we had I say fuck that nigga that you think you found And since you pick up, I know he's not around Are you drunk right now? I'm just sayin' you could do better Tell me, have you heard that lately? I'm just sayin' you could do better And I'll start hatin' only if you make me I think I'm addicted to naked pictures And sittin' talkin' 'bout bitches that we almost had I don't think I'm conscious of makin' monsters Outta the women I sponsor 'til it all goes bad But, shit, it's all good We threw a party, yeah, we threw a party Bitches came over, yeah, we threw a party I was just callin' 'cause they were just leavin' Talk to me, please, don't have much to believe in I need you right now, are you down to listen to me? Too many drinks have been given to me I got some women that's livin' off me Paid for their flights and hotels, I'm ashamed Bet that you know them, I won't say no names After a while, girl, they all seem the same I've had sex four times this week, I'll explain Havin' a hard time adjustin' to fame Sprite in there mixed up I've been talkin' crazy, girl, I'm lucky that you picked up Lucky that you stayed on I need someone to put this weight on Fuck, I'm sorry Are you drunk right now? I'm just sayin' you could do better Tell me, have you heard that lately? I'm just sayin' you could do better And I'll start hatin' only if you make me You not gon' come? I guess I'm 'bout to just kick it here then Just throw up while I hold your hair back Her white friend said, "You niggas crazy," I hope no one heard that Yeah, I hope no one heard that 'Cause if they did, we gon' be in some trouble, yeah If they did, we gon' be in some trouble, trouble, oh

Work Out

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J. Cole

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I want to see you work out for me, work out for me Ayy, we've got a good thing Don't know if I'ma see you again But is that a good thing? 'Cause girl, I can't be your man, no ma'am I know what's on your brain You probably hoped it never would end Like, "Is it the real thing Or is it just a one-night stand?" Well then Let me see you get high, then go low Now, girl, won't you drop that thing down to the floor? I'm here for one night, how far will you go? I wanna see you (Work out for me, work out for me) High, then go low Now, girl, won't you drop that thing down to the floor? I'm here for one night, how far will you go? I wanna see you (Work out for me, work out for me) She like them boys with the big ol' chains Ridin' around town in a big ol' Range I knew her when I rocked big ol' jeans Now the little nigga doin' big ol' thangs Would you look at that? I came back for her Just to give it to ya, like you asked for it Man, that thing in them jeans too fat for her Rebounds so I caught her off the backboard I told her: "Baby girl, come here Know I run the town even when I ain't from there." And I brag hardly, but just to show up at this party I made what yo' nigga make in one year That's unfair, but so is life, take a chance, roll the dice Money can't buy you love, 'cause it's overpriced Don't overthink, just hope it's right I'm only here for the night Ayy, we've got a good thing Don't know if I'ma see you again But is that a good thing? 'Cause girl, I can't be your man, no ma'am I know what's on your brain You probably hoped it never would end Like, "Is it the real thing Or is it just a one-night stand?" Well then Let me see you get high, then go low Now, girl, won't you drop that thing down to the floor? I'm here for one night, how far will you go? I wanna see you (Work out for me, work out for me) High, then go low Now, girl, won't you drop that thing down to the floor? I'm here for one night, how far will you go? I wanna see you (Work out for me, work out for me) Carolina Blue kicks, fresh on the scene Hottest nigga on the block Damn, girl, you're mean They be startin' shit, but it's yo' world On my Martin shit: "You go, girl!" She bad and she know it Some niggas save hoes, I'm not that heroic Could you be my escort? 'Cause just like them two door Fords Damn, they don't make 'em like you no more Cole World, real Cole World Them boys cool-me, I'm on fire Know what's on my mind Tryna see what's on yours tonight, tonight, tonight Move slow, 'cause you wanna live fast Up late so you'll probably skip class Life is a test so before the night pass, get right, get right Ayy, we've got a good thing Don't know if I'ma see you again But is that a good thing? 'Cause girl, I can't be your man, no ma'am I know what's on your brain You probably hoped it never would end Like, "Is it the real thing Or is it just a one-night stand?" Well then (Cole World) Straight up, now tell me Do you really wanna love me forever? (Oh oh oh) Or is it just a hit-and-run? (Well, hey) Straight up, I tell ya I just really wanna cut when we together (Oh oh oh) Come here, girl, let's get it on! (Work out for me) Straight up, now tell me Do you really wanna love me forever? (Oh oh oh) Or is it just a hit-and-run? Well straight up, I tell ya I just really wanna cut when we together (Oh oh oh) Come here, girl, let's get it on! (Work out for me)

Someone Like You

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Adele

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I heard that you're settled down That you found a girl and you're married now I heard that your dreams came true Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you Old friend, why are you so shy? Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light I hate to turn up out of the blue, uninvited But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it I had hoped you'd see my face And that you'd be reminded that for me, it isn't over Never mind, I'll find someone like you I wish nothing but the best for you, too Don't forget me, I beg I remember you said Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead You know how the time flies Only yesterday was the time of our lives We were born and raised in a summer haze Bound by the surprise of our glory days I hate to turn up out of the blue, uninvited But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it I had hoped you'd see my face And that you'd be reminded that for me, it isn't over Never mind, I'll find someone like you I wish nothing but the best for you, too Don't forget me, I beg I remember you said Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead Nothing compares, no worries or cares Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste? Never mind, I'll find someone like you I wish nothing but the best for you Don't forget me, I beg I remember you said Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead Never mind, I'll find someone like you I wish nothing but the best for you, too Don't forget me, I beg I remember you said Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead

Trust Issues

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Drake

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Uh Aw yeah, aw yeah Call up on drank and let's Let's call up and, uh All I care about is money and the city that I'm from I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it 'til it's done I don't really give a fuck and my excuse is that I'm young And I'm only getting older, somebody should've told you I'm on one (Ayy), fuck it, I'm on one (Yeah) I said I'm on one, fuck it, I'm on one, a strong one Two white cups and I got that drink It could be purple, it could be pink Depending on how you mix that shit Money to be got, and I'ma get that shit 'Cause I'm on one, fuck it, I'm on one Aw yeah, aw yeah You know what I'm Oh yes, oh yeah Oh yes, oh yeah Uh, oh yes, oh yeah Yeah, uh You know what I'm sipping, I'll teach you how to mix it But you're the only one 'cause I don't trust these bitches I don't, I don't trust these bitches, they might catch me slipping So you're the only one, 'cause I don't trust these bitches They might, they might catch me slipping and put in something different So you're the only one, 'cause I don't trust these bitches I don't, I don't trust these bitches, they might catch me slipping So you're the only one Oh-woah, trust issues Oh-woah, trust issues Oh-woah, trust issues Oh-woah, woah, woah, woah Yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah Let's call up on drank and let's all get wasted On drank and let's all get faded, yeah, uh Drizzy Drake, check me out Coming live from the motherfuckin' North Side Kick game, run game, run it real good But never ever have my bitches sitting courtside Same nigga that you knew way back when You acting like it's somebody you don't know Tell me, how the fuck we 'posed to stay friends When you got a bunch of feelings that you don't show? I could tell, I could tell, I could tell Certain people don't like me no more New shit don't excite me no more Guess that they don't really make 'em like me no more, uh You can look me in my eyes and see I ain't myself 'Cause if y'all what I created then I hate myself But still, let them girls in and tell 'em all Leave them cell phones on the table where we see them I'm all day with it, man, AM to the PM Niggas hating, I just wish that they would say it when they see him, oh That's that shit that drives me crazy And it's all that I've been getting lately And it's probably why I'm scared to put the time in Women want to fuck like they're me and I'm them Looking for some things and I think that I can find 'em in you, in you Oh-woah, trust issues Oh-woah, trust issues Oh-woah, trust issues Oh-woah, woah, woah, woah Yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah Let's call up on drank and let's all get wasted On drank and let's all get faded, yeah Aw yeah, aw yeah Call up on drank and let's Let's call up on, uh

Rigamortis

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Kendrick Lamar

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Alright, here we go, third take Real quick, Ali Mmm Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket, you bastard I'm Marilyn Manson with madness Now just imagine the magic I light to asses Don't ask for your favorite rapper (He dead), yes, sir (Amen), church (He dead), I killed him (Amen), bitch And this is rigor mortis and it's gorgeous when you die Ali recorded and I'm Morpheus, the matrix of my mind I'm out the orbit, you an orphan and a hairdresser combined I'm on the toilet when I rhyme, if you the shit, then I decline I climax where you begin and then I end on cloud nine And that's important when you morph into an angel in the sky And don't be forging all my signatures, my listeners reply And tell me that you biting style, you got a hell of an appetite And I'ma be here for a while, just buckle up before the ride Or knuckle up if you can fight, we always making 'em duck or die A suit and tie is suitable and usual in suicide CSI just might investigate this fucking parasite (He dead, amen) That's what they telling me Aim it at your celebrity, this is studio felony Ferragami so many and cool enough for the '70s Nigga, payback's a bitch, and bitch, you been livin' in debt with me Dead 'em all and especially Leave a call on his mother voicemail that say that he rest in peace Bigger chopper the recipe Wrestling? That's irrelevant, rather rest at your residence Whistling to the melody, couldn't think of a better D Better be on your P and Q, it's just me, Jay Rock, Soul, and Q Solar system and barbecue, nothing else you can do (He dead), yup-yup (Amen), I killed him (He dead, amen), amen Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket, you bastard I'm Marilyn Manson, don't ask for your favorite rapper (He dead), yup-yup (Amen), I know (He dead), for sure (Amen), amen Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket, you bastard I'm Marilyn Manson, don't ask for your favorite rapper I wrapped him and made him Casper, I capture the likes of NASA My pedigree to fly past ya, I'll pass the weed to the pastor We all are sinners, won't you send us to Bible study faster? Your hypocritist reaction a blasphemy, I assassin my casualty And it's casually done, and tell 'em my salary come In lump sum one hundreds, don't talk to me 'bout no money The sun is under my feet, and I come in peace to compete I don't run if you'd rather leap, my statistics go up in weeks And I go visit the nearest creek, and I get busy on many MC Really ballistic, anybody can see Any assistance, everybody deceased Some persistence, recognize I be Really too vicious, the permanent beast And the demolition breaking up the street Better partition, better dot your T And I gon' mention how the far you see Putting my dick in the rap industry Everybody bitching, getting mad at me Recognize Kendrick in the battery And I'm charged up, and the catastrophe Is charged up, and the audacity Of y'all fucks never could hassle me And y'all luck just ran out, you'll see (He dead), yup-yup (Amen), I know (He dead), for sure (Amen), amen Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket, you bastard I'm Marilyn Manson, don't ask for your favorite rapper (He dead), yup-yup (Amen), I know (He dead), for sure (Amen), amen

A.D.H.D

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Kendrick Lamar

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Uh-uh, fuck that Eight doobies to the face, fuck that Twelve bottles in the case, nigga, fuck that Two pills and a half-weight, nigga, fuck that Got a high tolerance when your age don't exist Man, I swear my nigga trippin' off that shit again Pick him up, then I set him in cold water Then I order someone to bring him Vicodin Hope that take the pain away From the feelin' that he feel today You know when you part of Section.80 You feel like no one can relate 'Cause you are, you are, a loner, loner Marijuana endorphins make you stronger, stronger I'm in the house party trippin' off My generation sippin' cough syrup like it's water Never no pancakes in the kitchen Man, not one of our lives is caught up In the daily superstition that the world is 'bout to end Who gives a fuck? We never do listen 'Less it comes with an 808 (A melody and some hoes) PlayStation and some drank (Technology bought my soul) Lookin' around and all I see is a big crowd that's product of me And they probably relatives relevant for a rebel's dream Yep, her president is Black, she Black too Purple Label on her back, but that tab is light blue She take it straight to the head, then she look at me She got ADHD Eight doobies to the face, fuck that Twelve bottles in the case, nigga, fuck that Two pills and a half-weight, nigga, fuck that Got a high tolerance when your age don't exist Like woah-woah, woah, woah-woah, woah (Don't got a limit, just give me some more with it) Woah-woah, woah, woah-woah, woah (Don't got a limit, just give me some more with it) (They always told me ADHD did it) Woah, woah-woah And then she started And then she started feelin' herself like no one else in this apartment "Beg your pardon? Oh, I rap, baby, how old are you?" She say twenty-two, I say twenty-three, "Okay, then we are crack babies," damn "Why you say that?" She said, "Where my drink at?" "I'ma tell you later, just tell your neighbors and the police relax" I stood up, shut the blind, closed the screen, Jumbotron Made to the back where she reside, then she said, "Read between the lines," yep Hope that I get close enough when the lights turn down And the fact that she just might open up when the Nuvo start to drown Her body, and I know the both of us really deep in the mood now It's nothin' we can do now, somebody walked in with a pound (Woah) Of that Bay Area kush, she looked at me, then looked At it, then she grabbed it, then she said, "Get it understood" "You know why we crack babies? Because we born in the '80s The ADHD crazy" Eight doobies to the face, fuck that Twelve bottles in the case, nigga, fuck that Two pills and a half-weight, nigga, fuck that Got a high tolerance when your age don't exist Like woah-woah, woah, woah-woah, woah (Don't got a limit, just give me some more with it) Woah-woah, woah, woah-woah, woah (Don't got a limit, just give me some more with it) (They always told me ADHD did it) Woah, woah-woah You can have all my shine, I'll give you the light Double cup, deuce, four, six, just mix it in Sprite Ecstasy, 'shrooms, blow, 'dro, hoes, whatever you like You can have all my shine, I'll give you the light

Niggas in Paris

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JAY-Z & Kanye West

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We're gonna skate to one song, one song only Ball so hard, motherfuckers wanna fine me So I ball so hard, motherfuckers wanna fine me But first niggas gotta find me What's fifty grand to a motherfucker like me? Can you please remind me? (Ball so hard) This shit crazy Y'all don't know that don't shit faze me The Nets could go 0 for 82 And I'd look at you like this shit gravy (Ball so hard) This shit weird We ain't even 'posed to be here (Ball so hard) Since we here It's only right that we'd be fair Psycho, I'm liable to go Michael, take your pick Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6 (Ball so hard) Got a broke clock Rollies that don't tick-tock Audemars that's losing time Hidden behind all these big rocks (B-ball so hard) I'm shocked too I'm supposed to be locked up too You escaped what I escaped You'd be in Paris getting fucked up too (B-ball so hard) Let's get faded Le Meurice for like six days Gold bottles, scold models Spillin' Ace on my sick J's (Ball so hard) Bitch, behave Just might let you meet Ye Chi-Town's D. Rose I'm moving the Nets, BK Ball so hard, motherfuckers wanna fine me That shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray B-ball so hard, motherfuckers wanna fine me That shit cray, that shit cray, that shit cray She said, "Ye, can we get married at the mall?" I said, "Look, you need to crawl 'fore you ball" Come and meet me in the bathroom stall And show me why you deserve to have it all (Ball so hard) That shit cray, ain't it, Jay? (B-ball so hard) What she order, fish fillet? (B-ball so hard) Your whip so cold, this old thing? (Ball so hard) Act like you'll ever be around motherfuckers like this again Bougie girl, grab her hand Fuck that bitch, she don't wanna dance Excuse my French, but I'm in France, ahah, I'm just sayin' Prince Williams ain't do it right, if you ask me 'Cause I was him, I would have married Kate and Ashley What's Gucci, my nigga? What's Louis, my killer? What's drugs, my dealer? What's that jacket, Margiela? Doctors say I'm the illest 'cause I'm suffering from realness Got my niggas in Paris and they going gorillas, huh I don't even know what that means No one knows what it means, but it's provocative No, it's not, it's gross Gets the people going Ball so hard, motherfuckers wanna fine me B-ball so hard, motherfuckers wanna fine me You are now watching the throne Don't let me get in my zone Don't let me get in my zone Don't let me get in my zone These other niggas is lyin' Actin' like the summer ain't mine (I got that hot bitch in my home) You know how many hot bitches I own? Don't let me get in my zone Don't let me get in my zone Don't let me get in my zone Don't let me get in my zone The stars is in the building They hands is to the ceiling I know I'm 'bout to kill it How you know? I got that feeling You are now watching the throne Don't let me into my zone Don't let me into my zone (I'm definitely in my zone)

Otis

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JAY-Z & Kanye West

{"Otis Redding"}

It makes it easier, easier to bear You won't regret it, no, no, no Some girls, they don't forget it Love is their only happiness Squee'- Squee'- Squee'- (Sounds so soulful, don't you agree?) Squeeze her, don't tease her, never leave her Uh, I invented swag Poppin' bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab Proof I guess I got my swagger back, truth New watch alert, Hublots Or the big-face Rollie, I got two of those Arm out the window, through the city, I maneuver slow Cock back, snapback, see my cut through the holes, Hov Damn, Yeezy and Hov, where the hell you been? Niggas talking real reckless, stuntmen I adopted these niggas, Phillip Drummond them Now I'm 'bout to make 'em tuck they whole summer in They say I'm crazy, well, I'm 'bout to go dumb again They ain't seen me 'cause I pulled up in my other Benz Last week, I was in my other, other Benz Throw your diamonds up 'cause we in this bitch another 'gain Photoshoot fresh, looking like wealth I'm 'bout to call the paparazzi on myself Uh, live from the Mercer Run up on Yeezy the wrong way, I might murk ya Flee in the G450, I might surface Political refugee, asylum can be purchased Uh, everything's for sale I got five passports, I'm never going to jail I made "Jesus Walks," I'm never going to hell Couture-level flow is never going on sale Luxury rap, the Hermès of verses Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive I get it custom, you a customer You ain't accustomed to going through customs, you ain't been nowhere, hah? And all the ladies in the house got 'em showing off I'm done, I'll hit you up maña- nah Welcome to Havana Smoking Cubanos with Castro in cabanas Viva México, Cubano Dominicano, all the plugs that I know Driving Benzes with no benefits Not bad, huh, for some immigrants? Build your fences, we diggin' tunnels Can't you see we gettin' money up under you? Can't you see the private jets flying over you? Maybach bumper sticker read, "What would Hova do?" Jay is chillin' (Uh), Ye is chillin' (Uh) What more can I say? We killin' 'em Hold up before we end this campaign As you can see, we done bodied the damn lames Lord, please let them accept the things they can't change And pray that all of they pain be champagne Scream it Give it Scream it

No Church in the Wild

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JAY-Z & Kanye West

{The-Dream,"Frank Ocean"}

Human beings in a mob What's a mob to a king? What's a king to a god? What's a god to a non-believer Who don't believe in anything? Will he make it out alive? Alright, alright No church in the wild Tears on the mausoleum floor Blood stains the Colosseum doors Lies on the lips of a priest Thanksgiving disguised as a feast Rolling in the Rolls-Royce Corniche Only the doctors got this, I'm hiding from police Cocaine seats All white like I got the whole thing bleached Drug dealer chic I'm wondering if a thug's prayers reach Is Pius pious 'cause God loves pious? Socrates asked whose bias do y'all seek? All for Plato, screech I'm out here balling, I know y'all hear my sneaks Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy laid beats Hova flow the Holy Ghost, get the hell up out your seats Preach Human beings in a mob What's a mob to a king? What's a king to a god? What's a god to a non-believer Who don't believe in anything? Will he make it out alive? Alright, alright No church in the wild I live by you, desire I stand by you, walk through the fire Your love is my scripture Let me in through your encryption Yeah, yeah Coke on her Black skin made it stripe like a zebra I call that jungle fever You will not control the threesome Just roll the weed up until I get me some We formed a new religion No sins as long as there's permission And deception is the only felony So never fuck nobody without telling me Sunglasses and Advil Last night was mad real Sun coming up, 5 a.m. I wonder if they got cabs still Thinking 'bout the girl in all leopard Who was rubbing the wood like Kiki Shepard Two tattoos, one read, "No apologies" The other said, "Love is cursed by monogamy" That's something that the pastor don't preach That's something that a teacher can't teach When we die, the money, we can't keep But we'll probably spend it all 'cause the pain ain't cheap Preach Human beings in a mob What's a mob to a king? What's a king to a god? What's a god to a non-believer Who don't believe in anything? Will he make it out alive? Alright, alright No church in the wild No church in the wild No church in the wild No church in the wild

Gotta Have It

rap

JAY-Z & Kanye West

{}

Turn my headphones up Louder Uh-huh, uh-huh What you need, what-what you need I got what you need, what-what you need What you need, what-what you need I got what you need Hello, hello, hello, hello, white America, assassinate my character Money matrimony, yeah, they tryna break the marriage up Who gon' act phony or who gon' try to embarrass ya? I'ma need a day off, I think I'll call Ferris up Bueller had a Muller, but I switched it for a Mille 'Cause I'm richer, and prior to this shit, was movin' free base Had a conference with the DJs (Yeah?), Puerto Rico, three days Poli with the PDs, now they got our shit on replay Sorry I'm in pajamas, but I just got off the PJ And last party we had, they shut down Prive Ain't that where the Heat play? (Yup) Niggas hate ballers these days (Yup) Ain't that like LeBron James? Ain't that just like D-Wade? Wait What you need, what-what you need I got what you need, what-what you need What you need, what-what you need I got what you need What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up, motherfucker? Where my money at? You gon' make me come down to your house where your mommy at Mummy wrap the kids, have 'em cryin' for they mommy back Dummy that your daddy is, tell him I just want my racks Racks on racks on racks (Racks) Maybachs on 'Bachs on 'Bachs on 'Bachs on 'Bachs Who in that? Oh shit, it's just Blacks on Blacks on Blacks Hundred stack, how you get it? Nigga, layin' raps on tracks I wish I could give you this feeling, I'm planking on a million I'm riding through your hood, you can bank I ain't got no ceiling Made a left on Nostrand Ave, (Right), we in Bed-Stuy Made a right on 79th, I'm coming down South Shore Drive I remain Chi-Town, Brooklyn 'til I die Take 'em on home I got what you need, what-what you need Take 'em on home What you need, what-what you need I got what you need, what-what you need Take 'em on home Tryna hurt my name, huh?

Halo

pop

Beyonc

{Beyoncé}

Remember those walls I built? Well, baby, they're tumblin' down And they didn't even put up a fight They didn't even make a sound I found a way to let you in But I never really had a doubt Standin' in the light of your halo I got my angel now It's like I've been awakened Every rule I had you breakin' It's the risk that I'm takin' I ain't never gonna shut you out Everywhere I'm lookin' now I'm surrounded by your embrace Baby, I can see your halo You know you're my savin' grace You're everything I need and more It's written all over your face Baby, I can feel your halo Pray it won't fade away I can feel your halo, halo, halo I can see your halo, halo, halo I can feel your halo, halo, halo I can see your halo, halo Halo Hit me like a ray of sun Burnin' through my darkest night You're the only one that I want Think I'm addicted to your light I swore I'd never fall again But this don't even feel like fallin' Gravity can't begin To pull me back to the ground again It's like I've been awakened Every rule I had you breakin' The risk that I'm takin' I'm never gonna shut you out Everywhere I'm lookin' now I'm surrounded by your embrace Baby, I can see your halo You know you're my savin' grace You're everything I need and more It's written all over your face Baby, I can feel your halo Pray it won't fade away I can feel your halo, halo, halo I can see your halo, halo, halo I can feel your halo, halo, halo I can see your halo, halo I can feel your halo, halo, halo I can see your halo, halo, halo I can feel your halo, halo, halo I can see your halo, halo Halo Halo Ooh Everywhere I'm lookin' now I'm surrounded by your embrace Baby, I can see your halo You know you're my savin' grace You're everything I need and more It's written all over your face Baby, I can feel your halo Pray it won't fade away I can feel your halo, halo, halo I can see your halo, halo, halo I can feel your halo, halo, halo I can see your halo, halo Halo, oh oh I can feel your halo, halo, halo I can see your halo, halo, halo I can feel your halo, halo, halo I can see your halo, halo Halo

Headlines

rap

Drake

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I might be too strung out on compliments Overdosed on confidence Started not to give a fuck and stopped fearin' the consequence Drinkin' every night because we drink to my accomplishments Faded way too long, I'm floatin' in and out of consciousness And they sayin' I'm back, I'd agree with that I just take my time with all this shit, I still believe in that I had someone tell me I fell off, ooh, I needed that And they want to see me pick back up, well, where'd I leave it at? I know I exaggerated things, now I got it like that Tuck my napkin in my shirt 'cause I'm just mobbin' like that You know good and well that you don't want a problem like that You gon' make someone around me catch a body like that No, don't do it (Ayy), please don't do it (Ayy) 'Cause one of us goes in and we all go through it (Ayy) And Drizzy got the money, so Drizzy gon' pay it Those my brothers, I ain't even gotta say it That's just something they know They know, they know, they know They know, they know, they know They know, they know, they know Yeah, they know, yeah That the real is on the rise Fuck them other guys I even gave 'em a chance to decide Now it's something they know They know, they know, they know (Yeah) I be yellin' out, "Money over everything," money on my mind Then she wanna ask when it got so empty Tell her I apologize, happened over time She says, "They miss the old Drake," girl, don't tempt me "If they don't get it, they'll be over you That new shit that you got is overdue You better do what you supposed to do" I'm like, "Why I gotta be all that?" But still, I can't deny the fact that it's true Listening to you expressin' all them feelings Soap-opera rappers, all these niggas sound like all my children And that's who you thinkin' is 'bout to come and make a killin'? I guess it really is just me, myself, and all my millions You know that they ain't even got it like that You gon' hype me up and make me catch a body like that 'Cause I live for this, it isn't just a hobby like that When they get my shit and play it, I ain't even gotta say it, they know They know, they know, they know They know, they know, they know They know, they know, they know Yeah, they know, yeah That the real is on the rise Fuck them other guys I even gave 'em a chance to decide Now it's something they know They know, they know, they know I be yellin' out, "Money over everything," money on my mind Mind, mind-mind Tell 'em I apologize, it happened over time Time, time-time They know They know, they know, they know They know, they know, they know They know, they know, they know (Yeah)

Smells Like Teen Spirit

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Nirvana

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Load up on guns, bring your friends It's fun to lose and to pretend She's over-bored and self-assured Oh no, I know a dirty word Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello With the lights out, it's less dangerous Here we are now, entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now, entertain us A mulatto, an albino A mosquito, my libido Yeah, hey, yay I'm worse at what I do best And for this gift, I feel blessed Our little group has always been And always will until the end Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello With the lights out, it's less dangerous Here we are now, entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now, entertain us A mulatto, an albino A mosquito, my libido Yeah, hey, yay And I forget just why I taste Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile I found it hard, it's hard to find Oh well, whatever, never mind Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello With the lights out, it's less dangerous Here we are now, entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now, entertain us A mulatto, an albino A mosquito, my libido A denial, a denial A denial, a denial A denial, a denial A denial, a denial A denial

Bonfire

rap

Childish Gambino

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Okay, it's Childish Gambino, homegirl drop it like the NASDAQ Move white girls like there's coke up my asscrack Move black girls 'cause, man, fuck it, I'll do either I love pussy, I love bitches, dude, I should be runnin' PETA In Adidas, with some short shorts, B-O-O all over me My green is where it's supposed to be, your green is in my grocery This Asian dude, I stole his girl, and now he got that Kogi beef My dick is like an accent mark, it's all about the over E's Hot like a parked car I sound weird like "nigga" with a hard 'R' Fly like the logo on my cousin's 440 Eatin' Oreos like these white girls that blow me Vodka for my ladies, whiskey for a grown man Hangin' in the islands, lookin' for Earl like Toejam I made the beat retarded, so I'm callin' it a slow jam Butcher and I know it, man, kill beef, go ham These rappers are afraid of him 'Cause I'm a beast, bitch, "grrr", Invader Zim Gambino is a call girl, fuck you, pay me Brand new whip for these niggas like slavery Told me I was awful and that shit did not faze me Tell me how I suck again, my memory is hazy "You're my favorite rapper now", yeah, dude, I better be Or you can fuckin, kiss my ass, Human Centipede You wanna see my girl? I ain't that dumb You wanna see my girl? Check Maxim "Man, why does every black actor gotta rap some?" I don't know, all I know is I'm the best one It's a bonfire, turn the lights out I'm burnin' everything you mothafuckas talk about It's a bonfire, turn the lights out I'm burnin' everything you mothafuckas talk about You know these rapper dudes talk shit, start killin' Fuck that, got goons like an archvillain I'm from the South, ain't got no accent, don't know why So this rap is child's play, I do my name like Princess Di Yeah, they say they want the realness, rap about my real life Told me I should just quit, "First of all, you talk white Second off, you talk like you haven't given up yet" Rap's stepfather, yeah, you hate me but you will respect I put in work, ask Ludwig Put my soul on the track like shoes did Played this for my cousin, now he can't even think straight Black and white music? Now, nigga, that's a mixtape Shoutout to my blerds, they represent the realness Shoutout to Gambino Girls, my dick is in the building I know you hate me 'cause your little cousin play me out I like black girls who nerdy but when they dance they be sayin' "Ow" I'm sorry for who followed me Chillin' with a Filipina at your local Jollibee Yeah, I'm in her ass like sodomy So if you see my hand under the table, don't bother me I don't talk soft, that's that other guy I'm screamin' "What the fuck is up?" like I ain't seen the sky The shit I'm doin' this year? Insanity Made the beat then murdered it, Casey Anthony These rappers don't know what to do 'Cause all I did was act me, like a Looney Tune And I'll give you all of me until there's nothing left I swear this summer will be summer Camp, bitch

Thinkin Bout You

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Frank Ocean

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A tornado flew around my room before you came Excuse the mess it made, it usually doesn't rain in Southern California, much like Arizona My eyes don't shed tears, but boy, they pour when I'm thinkin' 'bout you, ooh no, no, no I've been thinkin' bout you, you know, know, know I've been thinkin' bout you, do you think about me still? Do ya, do ya? Or do you not think so far ahead? 'Cause I been thinkin' bout forever, ooh Or do you not think so far ahead? 'Cause I been thinkin' bout forever, ooh No, I don't like you, I just thought you were cool enough to kick it Got a beach house I could sell you in Idaho Since you think I don't love you, I just thought you were cute That's why I kissed you Got a fighter jet, I don't get to fly it though, I'm lying down Thinkin' 'bout you, ooh no, no, no I've been thinkin' bout you, you know, know, know I've been thinkin' bout you, do you think about me still? Do ya, do ya? Or do you not think so far ahead? 'Cause I been thinkin' bout forever, ooh Or do you not think so far ahead? 'Cause I been thinkin' bout forever, ooh Yes, of course, I remember, how could I forget (How could I forget?) how you feel? (How you feel) You know you were my first time, a new feel It won't ever get old, not in my soul, not in my spirit, keep it alive We'll go down this road 'til it turns from color to black and white Or do you not think so far ahead? 'Cause I been thinkin' bout forever, ooh Or do you not think so far ahead? 'Cause I been thinkin' bout forever, ooh

Drank In My Cup

rap

Kirko Bangz

{}

I done came down, hold up Grip the grain, roll up And your girlfriend want a nigga like me Cause I ain't tryin' to control her She call me when she wants a change Black diamond, my pinky ring And she know you weak and we ain't the same You hit the scene, I make the scene I'm in her head like Maybelline H-Town so I'm made for lean I'm in her soul, I make her scream I don't ride the toll, don't pay the change I'm EZ tag like Peter Pan She want a man, don't need a man I'm flying down your boulevard She cookin' dinner with your pans Draped up, dripped out Your bitch know what I'm taking 'bout Pulls up, pull out We get it poppin' in the parking lot She like to do it with the lights on Don't matter to me if it's dark or not I'm G'd up, East up Fossil pants, I'm hard as rock Girl I know how much you really want somebody Want somebody that don't really need you Girl I know how much you really want somebody Want somebody that ain't trying to keep You heard what I said, that could put you to bed That ain't tryin' to love you baby, just fuck you instead And don't tell 'em nothing baby, you know that I'm comin' baby Just hit up my phone whenever you need you some company Got this drank in my cup, oh yeah I got this drank in my cup I got this drank in my cup, cup, cup I done came down, came up Slow pitch, change up Same hood, same style, same drink, same cup She call me when she wanna fuck I never call, she knows what's up Same page, same book, different song, same hook Everytime her nigga trippin', she on the phone with the same crook And everytime I pull up, she hit me with that same look Lips bitin', hips right She left her man for that get right I'm in the middle, like midnight Only if you got that sit tight Only if you got that wine fine Only if you got that sip type Only if you got that mind bomb Only if you got that zip tight Eat that shit like wonton Jokin' baby, I'm pimp tight I'm used to bein' that one and done But girl you got that g-get right [Girl I know how much you really want somebody Want somebody that don't really need you Girl I know how much you really want somebody Want somebody that ain't trying to keep You heard what I said, that could put you to bed That ain't tryin' to love you baby, just fuck you instead And don't tell 'em nothing baby, you know that I'm comin' baby] [Got this drank in my cup, oh yeah I got this drank in my cup I got this drank in my cup, cup, cup] H-Town, oh yeah, I got this drank in my cup I got this drank in my cup I came down, hold up, hold up, I said hold up Hold up, I done came down like hold up Hold up, hold up, fuck, 'chea

Doing It Wrong

rap

Drake

{}

When a good thing goes bad, it's not the end of the world It's just the end of a world that you had with one girl And she's the reason it happened, but she's overreacting And it's all because she don't want things to change So cry if you need to, but I can't stay to watch you That's the wrong thing to do Touch if you need to, but I can't stay to hold you That's the wrong thing to do Talk if you need to, but I can't stay to hear you That's the wrong thing to do 'Cause you'll say you love me, and I'll end up lying And say, "I love you too" But I need someone different You know it, oh, you know it Oh, you know it, we both know it I need someone different You know it, oh, you know it Oh, you know it, we both know it Something's been missing You know it, oh, she knows it Oh, I know it, we all know it I need someone different Oh, oh We live in a generation of not being in love and not being together But we sure make it feel like we're together 'Cause we're scared to see each other with somebody else So cry if you need to, but I can't stay to watch you That's the wrong thing to do Touch if you need to, but I can't stay to hold you That's the wrong thing to do Talk if you need to, but I can't stay to hear you That's the wrong thing to do 'Cause you'll say you love me, and I'll end up lying And say, "I love you too" But I need someone different You know it, oh, you know it Oh, you know it, we both know it I need someone different You know it, oh, you know it Oh, you know it, we both know it Something's been missing You know it, oh, she knows it Oh, I know it, we all know it I need someone different Oh, oh

She Will

rap

Lil Wayne

{Drake}

Young Money! Yeah Four Ahem! I tell her, "Now go and pop that pussy for a real nigga" I already know that life is deep, but I still dig her Niggas is jealous, but really I could care less I'm in Hell's Kitchen with an apron and a hairnet Devil on my shoulder, the Lord as my witness So on my Libra scale I'm weighin' sins and forgiveness What goes around comes around like a hula hoop Karma is a bitch? Well, just make sure that bitch is beautiful Life on the edge, I'm danglin' my feet I tried to pay attention but attention paid me Haters can't see me: nose-bleed seats And today I went shoppin' and talk is still cheap I rock to the beat of my drum set I been at the top for a while and I ain't jump yet But I'm Ray Charles to the bullshit Now jump up on that dick and do a full split! Uh, she just started to pop it for a nigga And looked back and told me, "Baby, it's real." And I say, "I ain't doubt you for a second." I squeeze it and I could tell how it feel I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here Baby, you know the deal And she bad, so maybe she won't, ugh But shit, then again, maybe she will, yeah Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now She will, yeah Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now She will, she will, she will, ugh Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now She will, she will, she will (Ugh) Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now She will Yeah I tell her, "Now go and pop that pussy for me!" Haters can't see me, but them bitches still lookin' for me And you could take that to the bank and deposit that Put your two cents in and get a dollar back Some people hang you out to dry like a towel rack I'm all about I, give the rest of the vowels back I like my girl thick, not just kinda fine Eat her 'til she cry-call that "whine 'n' dine" Try to check me and I'ma have 'em checkin' pulses They say, "Choose wisely," that's why I was chosen Rockin' like asphalt, it's the cash fault Looked in the face of Death and took its mask off Now, I like my house big and my grass soft I like my girl face south and her ass north But I'm Ray Charles to the bullshit Now hop up on that dick and do a full split! Uh, she just started to pop it for a nigga And looked back and told me, "Baby, it's real." And I say, "I ain't doubt you for a second." I squeeze it and I could tell how it feel I wish we could take off And go anywhere but here, baby, you know the deal 'Cause she bad so maybe she won't Uh, but shit, then again, maybe she will Do it for the realest niggas In the fuckin' game right now, she will Do it for the realest niggas In the fuckin' game right now, she will Maybe for the money and the power And the fame right now, she will Do it for the realest niggas In the fuckin' game right now, she will Uh, she just started to pop it for a nigga And looked back and told me, "Baby, it's real." And I say I ain't doubt you for a second I squeeze it and I could tell how it feel (I feel like the sky is opening, and I am entering) I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here baby you know the deal (Feel like like the world is falling and I am rising) 'cause she bad, so maybe she won't Uh, but shit then again maybe she will Carter 4 Tunechi Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now She will Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now She will, she will, she will Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now She will, she will, she will Do it for the realest niggas in the fuckin' game right now She will, she will, she will I think I love her

Skinny Love

rock

Bon Iver

{}

Come on, skinny love, just last the year Pour a little salt, we were never here My my my, my my my, my my Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer I tell my love to wreck it all Cut out all the ropes and let me fall My my my, my my my, my my Right in this moment, this order's tall And I told you to be patient And I told you to be fine And I told you to be balanced And I told you to be kind And in the morning I'll be with you But it will be a different kind And I'll be holding all the tickets And you'll be owning all the fines Come on, skinny love, what happened here? Suckle on the hope in light brassieres My my my, my my my, my my Sullen load is full, so slow on the split And I told you to be patient And I told you to be fine And I told you to be balanced And I told you to be kind And now all your love is wasted And then who the hell was I? And I'm breaking at the britches And at the end of all your lines Who will love you? Who will fight? Who will fall far behind?

Peso

rap

A$AP Rocky

{"A\\$AP Rocky"}

I be that pretty mothafucka, Harlem's what I'm reppin' Tell my niggas quit the bitchin', we gon' make it in a second Never disrespected plus I'm well connected With this coke that I imported, just important as your President Swagger so impressive and I don't need a necklace But these bitches get impressed when you pull up in that 7 Them 6's, them Benzes, I gets get the freshest Raf Simons, Rick Owens usually what I'm dressed in Blowing blunts rolling doobies up, smoking sections Groupies rush hold they boobies up, in my direction Quit with all the fronting, you ain't 'round my clique for nothing 'Cause our presence is a present, just to kick it is a blessing This is the way it goes, this is the way we roll 'Cause every day we on our pesos (Pesos) This is the way it goes, this is the way we roll 'Cause every day we on our pesos (Pesos) (Gun cock, gunshot, gun a likkle bwoy) (Gun cock, gunshot, gun a likkle bwoy) (Gun cock, gunshot, gun a likkle bwoy) 'Cause every day we on our pesos Yo, yo, yo, your bitch just said I'm hot, man, I told her I agree She gon' really think I'm hot if I told her my degrees Pull up in that hard-top, showing off my keys Graduate school of hard-knocks, I can show you my degrees Couple A, B, C's, bad bitch, double D's Popping E, I don't give a F, told you I'm a G A.S.A.P., Stevie got it on his sleeve But I got it on my chest, my nigga, this is what I breathe Inhale, exhale, cocaine, X pills Import, export, Harlem catching rec still So mami, show me how that neck feel (Feel) Later show me how the rest feel, for now just chill This is the way it goes, this is the way we roll 'Cause every day we on our pesos This is the way it goes, this is the way we roll 'Cause every day we on our pesos (Gun cock, gunshot, gun a likkle bwoy) (Gun cock, gunshot, gun a likkle bwoy) (Gun cock, gunshot, gun a likkle bwoy) 'Cause every day we on our pesos 'Cause every day we on our pesos 'Cause every day we on our pesos

Dont Stop Believin

rock

Journey

{}

Just a small-town girl, livin' in a lonely world She took the midnight train goin' anywhere Just a city boy, born and raised in South Detroit He took the midnight train goin' anywhere A singer in a smoky room The smell of wine and cheap perfume For a smile, they can share the night It goes on and on and on and on Strangers waitin' Up and down the boulevard Their shadows searchin' in the night Streetlights, people Livin' just to find emotion Hidin' somewhere in the night Workin' hard to get my fill Everybody wants a thrill Payin' anything to roll the dice Just one more time Some will win, some will lose Some are born to sing the blues Oh, the movie never ends It goes on and on and on and on Strangers waitin' Up and down the boulevard Their shadows searchin' in the night Streetlights, people Livin' just to find emotion Hidin' somewhere in the night Don't stop believin' Hold on to that feelin' Streetlights, people Don't stop believin' Hold on Streetlights, people Don't stop believin' Hold on to that feelin' Streetlights, people

The Zone

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The Weeknd

{Drake}

Ooh ahh Ooh ahh, ahh Ohh yeah, yeah Ooh ahh, ahh Why you rushing me, baby? It's only us, alone I don't want to die tonight, baby So lemme sip this slow I'll give you what you called for Just let me get in my zone I'll be making love to her through you So let me keep my eyes closed And I won't see a damn thing I can't feel a damn thing But I'ma touch you right I won't see a damn thing I can't feel a damn thing But I'ma touch you right (Oh yeah) I'ma touch you right (Ooh yeah) (Just let me sip this slow) I'ma touch you right (Let me get inside my zone) I'ma touch you right (Oh yeah) (Just let me) Ohh ahh, ahh Ooh yeah And I'ma lean, 'til I fall, ooh yeah And I don't give a damn I felt the ground before I left it all behind, baby I didn't need no one But I'm in need tonight baby I've been alone for too long Ohh, oh yeah So, I won't say a damn thing I can't feel a damn thing But I'ma touch you right (Ooh, yeah) Oh, I can't see a damn thing I can't feel a damn thing But I'ma touch you right (Ooh) I'ma touch you right (Ohh yeah) (Just let me sip this slow) Ooh, I'ma touch you right (Let me get inside my zone) Ooh, I'ma touch you right (Just let me) Ohh ahh, ahh Ooh, yeah Whoa, all these broken hearts on that pole Man, if pole dancing's an art, you know how many fuckin' artists I know? Got some new bills in the mail, got some big favors I owe Got some good things ahead of me when these bad bitches let go Well girl let's go, walk your broken heart through that door Sit your sexy ass on that couch Wipe that lipstick off of your mouth I take it slow She in love with my crew She said make enough so I can try some I thought taking drugs just ain't you, be you Yeah girl, just be you And I do this shit for my hometown, it been going down, it ain't new That's that north north, that up top That OVO and that XO Your girlfriend at our next show But it's all good, don't stress though First night fuck, never really planned it Take a deep breath, no one need to panic Lips so French, ass so Spanish She don't really like attention, I don't know if she gon' manage out here But she got me all up in my zone Said she like the view I got in this place, shit I did all of that on my own Aw yeah

Mirror

rap

Lil Wayne

{"Bruno Mars"}

Uh, with everything happening today You don't know whether you're coming or going, but You think that ya on your way Life lined up on the mirror, don't blow it Woah, look at me when I'm talking to you You looking at me but I'm looking through you I see the blood in your eyes I see the love in disguise I see the pain hidden in your pride I see you're not satisfied And I don't see nobody else I see myself, I'm looking at the Mirror on the wall (Woah) Here we are again (Yeah) Through my rise and fall (Uh) You've been my only friend (Yeah) You told me that they can Understand the man I am So why are we here Talking to each other again? Uh, I see the truth in your lies I see nobody by your side But I'm with you when you're all alone And you correct me when I'm looking wrong I see the guilt beneath the shame I see your soul through your window pane I see the scars that remain I see Wayne, I'm lookin' at the.. Mirror on the wall Here we are again (Yeah) Through my rise and fall (Uh-huh) You've been my only friend (My only friend) You told me that they can't Understand the man I am (They can't understand) So why are we here (Misunderstood) Talking to each other again? (Woah) Looking at me now I can see my past Damn, I look just like my fucking dad Light it up, that's smoke and mirrors I even look good in a broken mirror I see my mama smile, that's a blessing I see the change, I see the message And no message coulda been any clearer So I'm starting with the man in the... Mirror on the wall (MJ taught me that) Here we are again Through my rise and fall (Uh) You've been my only friend (Take 'em to Mars, man) You told me that they can Understand the man I am So why are we Talking to each other again? (Uh) Mirror on the wall (Woah) Here we are again (Yeah) Through my rise and fall You've been my only friend (Any questions?) You told me that they can (I come to you) Understand the man I am (You always have the answer) So why are we here Talking to each other again? Mirror on the wall Hey B.P, looks like I did take 'em to Mars this time So why are we Talking to each other again?

Nobodys Perfect

rap

J. Cole

{"Missy Elliott"}

Hey, oh yeah Uh, Cole world Uh, oh yeah Yeah, this is for all the fans that waited, the bitch niggas that hated Old hoes we dated, look, Mama, we made it Your son out in Barbados, cheese, eggs, and potatoes Smokin' weed on the beach as my mind workin' like Plato's Analyzin' the world, fantasizin' 'bout girls I'm handin' diamonds and pearls, and vandalizin' her curls Sweatin' her weave out, moans as she breathes out Fuck I'm doin' in parties with Hova and Steve Stoute I step over piranha, death over dishonor They killin' niggas for J's, that's death over designer Hey, Cole heatin' up like that leftover lasagna Remember when I used to be stressed over D'wana Now a nigga only text and get stressed over Rihannas I'm talkin' tens and better, hood bitches in Timbs and sweaters And we always argue 'bout the same thing And tell me, why we gotta argue about the same thing, same thing Well Nobody's perfect, uh Nobody's perfect, ay ay, uh Hey, but you're perfect for me Nobody's perfect, uh (Ay, ay, ay) Nobody's perfect, ay Hey, but you're perfect for me We rollin', we ridin' He like to go inside and I love to go all night and We rock the boat, Poseidon I love to call your name, name, name Yeah, baby, I love to call your name, name, name, ay Oh yeah, to my college girl: Take the weekend off and come home soon I graduated way too long ago to be sneakin' all in your dorm room But that thing tight like Fort Knox So I call you when the tour stops But baby, where your roommates? Did you make sure the door's locked? She love it when we get together Smoke a little weed but her shit together Now that I'm on I can pick and choose Only fuck with hoes who got shit to lose Yeah, I heard the stories 'bout different dudes Her man on campus, but it's fine by me She say she only fucked like four-five niggas So you know you gotta multiply by three Nobody's perfect, uh Nobody's perfect, ay ay, uh Hey, but you're perfect for me Nobody's perfect, uh (Ay, ay, ay) Nobody's perfect, ay Hey, but you're perfect for me We rollin', we ridin' He like to go inside and I love to go all night and We rock the boat, Poseidon I love to call your name, name, name Yeah, baby, I love to call your name, name, name, ay

The Real Her

rap

Drake

{"Lil Wayne","André 3000"}

People around you should really have nothing to say Me, I'm just proud of the fact that you've done it your way And the weekend's here, started it right Even if you only get part of it right Live for today, plan for tomorrow Party tonight, party tonight Dying to meet your girlfriends that you said you might bring If they're the ones that tell you that you do the right thing, ooh Houston girls love the way it goes down Atlanta girls love the way it goes down Vegas girls love the way it goes down But I gotta say, oh, baby, oh, baby, why is this so familiar? Just met her, already feel like I know the real her You must've done this before, this can't be your first time We must've been here before, it's still fresh on my mind You got that shit that somebody would look for, but won't find You must've done this before, this can't be your first time They keep telling me don't save you If I ignore all that advice, then something isn't right Then who will I complain to? But the weekend's here, started it right Even if I only get part of it right Live for today, plan for tomorrow Party tonight, party tonight You got your guards up, I do too There's things we might discover 'Cause you got a past and I do too We're perfect for each other Houston girls love the way it goes down Atlanta girls love the way it goes down Vegas girls love the way it goes down But I gotta say, oh, baby, oh, baby, why is this so familiar? Just met her, already feel like I know the real her You must've done this before, this can't be your first time We must've been here before, it's still fresh on my mind You got that shit that somebody would look for, but won't find You must've done this before, this can't be your first time (Woah) 'Cause to her, I'm just a rapper and soon, she'll have met another So if tonight's an accident, tomorrow, we'll recover And I know I'm not supposed to judge a book by its cover I don't wan' be in the blind, but sometimes I Stevie Wonder About her And she with it if I'm with it, and I'm with it I know what makes her smile, but I wan' know what makes her different Or should I just be realistic? Lipstick on the glass See, I know this ain't your first, but it's better than your last, Tunechi You must've done this before, this can't be your first time We must've been here before, it's still fresh on my mind You got that shit that somebody would look for, but won't find You must've done this before, this can't be your first time (Woah) Shower her with dollar tips, shawty went and bought a whip Guarantee the city remember your whole name, you throw that ho a scholarship All of them ain't all equipped And this saddens me, I see the pecking order Quote-unquote bad bitches work the whole floor Those that get laughed at sit off in a corner Like a lab rat, nobody want her Niggas that are married don't wanna go home But we look up to them, they wish they were us They want some new trim, we lust for some trust Now the both of us are colorblind 'cause the other side looks greener Which leaves your turf in a Boise state Can't see a play or the team, 'cause Everybody has an addiction, mine happens to be you And those who say they don't, souls will later on say to them, "That ain't true" All of them will have an opinion But y'all know what y'all can do with them But if you unsure, I'll take you on tour To a place you can stick that in Well, sitting here sad as hell Listening to Adele, I feel you, baby "Someone Like You," more like someone unlike you Or something that's familiar maybe And I can tell that she wants a baby And I can yell, girl, that you're crazy Oh, what the hell? Nope, can't be lazy Please be careful, bitches got the rabies

Shot for Me

rap

Drake

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I can see it in your eyes, you're angry Regret got shit on what you're feelin' now Mad 'cause he ain't like me Oh, you mad 'cause nobody ever did it like me All the care I would take All the love that we made Now you're trying to find somebody to replace what I gave to you It's a shame you didn't keep it Alisha, Catya, I know that you gon' hear this I'm the man, yeah, I said it Bitch, I'm the man, don't you forget it The way you walk, that's me The way you talk, that's me The way you got your hair up, did you forget that's me? And the voice in your speaker right now, that's me That's me And the voice in your ear, that's me Can't you see that I made it? Yeah, I made it First I made you who you are and then I made it And you're wasted with your latest Yeah, I'm the reason why you always gettin' faded Take a shot for me (Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh) Take a shot for me (Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh) Take a shot for me (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) A shot for me (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) A shot for me Okay, look, I'm honest, girl, I can't lie, I miss you You and the music were the only things that I'd commit to I never cheated, for the record, back when I was with you But you believed in everything but me, girl, I don't get you She says, "I know you changed I never see you 'cause you're always busy doin' things" I really wish she had a different way of viewin' things I think the city that we're from just kinda ruined things It's such a small place, not much to do but talk and listen The men are jealous and the women all in competition And all your friends tellin' you stories that you often misinterpret And taint all the images of your Mr. Perfect I could tell that you been cryin' all night, drinkin' all summer Prayin' for your happiness, hope that you recover, uh This is one I know you hated when you heard it And it's worse because you know that I deserve it Take a shot for me (Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh) Take a shot for me (Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh) Take a shot for me (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) A shot for me (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) A shot for me Yeah May your neighbors respect you Trouble neglect you Angels protect you And Heaven accept you

Come Together

rock

The Beatles

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Shoot me Shoot me Shoot me Shoot me Here come old flat-top, he come groovin' up slowly He got ju-ju eyeball, he one holy roller He got hair down to his knee Got to be a joker, he just do what he please Shoot me Shoot me Shoot me Shoot me He wear no shoeshine, he got toe-jam football He got monkey finger, he shoot Coca-Cola He say, "I know you, you know me" One thing I can tell you is you got to be free Come together, right now Over me Shoot me Shoot me Shoot me Shoot me He bag production, he got walrus gumboot He got Ono sideboard, he one spinal cracker He got feet down below his knee Hold you in his armchair, you can feel his disease Come together, right now Over me Shoot me Shoot me Right! Come, come, come, come He roller-coaster, he got early warnin' He got muddy water, he one mojo filter He say, "One and one and one is three" Got to be good-lookin' 'cause he's so hard to see Come together, right now Over me Shoot me Shoot me Shoot me Shoot me Ugh! Come together, yeah Come together, yeah Come together, yeah Come together, yeah Come together, yeah Come together, yeah Come together, yeah Come together, yeah Come together, yeah Come together

Lotus Flower Bomb

rap

Wale

{Miguel}

Let me rap to you real quick I wanna enjoy the luxury of like Not knowing each other for real, hold up Lotus flower bomb, firefly When I'm low, she take me high I can teach you all the sounds of love Flower bomb, let me guess your favorite fragrance And you got that bomb, huh, I'm tryna detonate you No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile Try to keep my spirits up, that's why I lays it down Try to keep your spirits up, lil' vodka, whatever Took you forever to get dressed, I acknowledge your effort So I clap for her, she deserves an applause Shawty working so hard, she deserve that Vuitton Shawty, where your baton? Racing through my mind like She heard that I got that work, I heard that she been on strike Care to tell? I read your mind, she been on them dollars first Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work I can be your boyfriend, be your nigga or a friend with perks I'm just tryna work that, huh, they just tryna work your nerves I'm just tryna read your mind, I'm just tryna feed you mine I'm just tryna give you light, they just tryna leave you blind We're living in a fantasy I feel it when you dance with me It's feeling like you need to be My lady, my baby, yeah Can't you see I'm talking about eternity? Tell me, would you care to be My lady, my baby? Flower bomb, can I blow up on your mind? This is not no Sandra Bull', but you're Potion #9 Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs And I hate to tell you too much 'cause I stay with too much pride And we way too young to know love, maybe not, but we don't need no rush Don't believe in love at first sight, but I believe in love at first, huh Can I be with you just one night? I could wear you out inside I could tell you like persistence, but I make you cum in tris I just think we need one night, can't decide if I came right Easy, baby, my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right I ain't thinking, I ain't right, can't decide, but I can't fight Easy, baby, you the bomb and all but I be damned if I do not land mine Or at least try, can I speak up? Was it peace out? Can we eat lunch? Can we take shots? What's your flavor? Flat drinks we call A cups I just think I need one night, slightly more if it's done right With that gorgeous face, I don't know your name It ain't important babe 'cause I'ma call you mine We're living in a fantasy (Haha, Ralph) I feel it when you dance with me It's feeling like you need to be My lady, my baby, yeah Can't you see I'm talking about eternity? Tell me, would you care to be My lady, my baby? 'Cause I don't know you, you don't know me The clock keeps ticking, baby, what's it gon' be? I don't know you, you don't know me Let me teach you all the sounds of love Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, eh-eh-eh-eh-eh Ee-ee-ee-ee-ee, I, O, U Baby, this was for you (For you) Lotus

Dance A$$ Remix

rap

Big Sean

{"Nicki Minaj"}

Ass ass ass ass ass Ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass Ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass Stop! Now make that motherfucker hammer time like Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid Wobble-dy wobble-dy wa wobble wobble I'm st-stacking my paper my wallet look like a bible I got girlies half naked that shit look like the grotto How your waist anorexic and then your ass is colossal Drop that ass make it boomerang Take my belt off, bitch I'm Pootie Tang Tippy tow tippy tay you gon' get a tip today Fuck that you gonna get some dick today I walk in with my crew and I'm breaking they necks I'm looking all good I'm making her wet They pay me respect they pay me in checks And if she look good she pay me in sex (do it) Bounce that ass (ass) it's the roundest You the best, you deserve a crown bitch, right on that ass Ass ass ass ass ass Ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass Ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass Stop! Now make that motherfucker hammer time like Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid Wobbledy wobble, wo-wo-wobble, wobbin' Ass so fat, all these bitches' pussies is throbbin' Bad bitches, I'm your leader, Phantom by the meter Somebody point me to the best ass eater Tell 'em "Pussy clean" I tell them "Pussy squeaky" Niggas give me brain 'cause all of them niggas geeky If he got a Mandingo, then I buy him a dashiki And bust this pussy open in the islands of Waikiki Kiss my ass and my anus, 'cause it's finally famous And it's finally soft, yeah, it's finally solved I don't know, man, guess them ass shots wore off Bitches ain't poppin', Google, my ass Only time you on the net is when you Google my ass Y-y-you fuckin' little whores, fu-fuckin' up my decors Couldn't get Michael Kors if you was fuckin' Michael Kors B-B-Big Sean, b-boy, how big is you Give me all your money and give me all your residuals Then slap it on my ass, ass, ass Ass ass ass ass ass Ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass Ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass Stop! Now make that motherfucker hammer time like Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid H-h-h-h-h-hammer time Woah, white girls, black girls, tall girls, fat girls Shake that ass shake that ass, shake that ass Shake that ass, shake that ass, shake that ass Go, go Short girls, small girls, skinny girls, all girls Shake that ass shake that ass, shake that ass Shake that ass, shake that ass, shake that ass And I want all of that Ass ass ass ass ass Ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass Ass ass ass ass ass ass ass ass Stop! Now make that motherfucker hammer time like Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid Go stupid!

American Pie

rock

Don McLean

{}

A long, long time ago I can still remember How that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey 'n rye Singin', "This'll be the day that I die" "This'll be the day that I die" Did you write the book of love And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock 'n roll Can music save your mortal soul? And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie" Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey 'n rye And singin', "This'll be the day that I die" "This'll be the day that I die" Now, for ten years we've been on our own And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen In a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lennon read a book on Marx The quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie" Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey 'n rye And singin', "This'll be the day that I die" "This'll be the day that I die" Helter skelter in a summer swelter The birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and fallin' fast It landed foul on the grass The players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now, the half-time air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died? We started singin', "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie" Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey 'n rye And singin', "This'll be the day that I die" "This'll be the day that I die" Oh, and there we were, all in one place A generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in hell Could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died He was singin', "Bye-bye Miss American Pie" Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey 'n rye And singin', "This'll be the day that I die" "This'll be the day that I die..." I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store Where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And there I stood alone and afraid I dropped to my knees and there I prayed And I promised Him everything I could give If only He would make the music live And He promised it would live once more But this time one would equal four And in five years four had come to mourn And the music was reborn And they were singin', "Bye-bye Miss American Pie" Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey 'n rye Singin', "This'll be the day that I die" "This'll be the day that I die" They were singin', "Bye-bye Miss American Pie" Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey 'n rye Singin', "This'll be the day that I die..."

Cant Hold Us

rap

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis

{"Ray Dalton"}

Hey, hey, hey Good to see you Come on, dude, let's go Yeah! Let's go! Ha-ha-ha-ha alright Alright, okay Alright, okay Alright, okay Return of the Mack Get 'em, what it is, what it does, what it is, what it isn't Looking for a better way to get up outta bed Instead of getting on the Internet And checking on who hit me, get up Thrift shop, pimp-strut walkin' Little bit of humble, little bit of cautious Somewhere between like Rocky and Cosby Sweater game, nope nope, y'all can't copy, yeah Bad, moonwalking, this here is our party My posse's been on Broadway, and we did it our way Grown music, I shed my skin and put my bones Into everything I record to it and yet I'm on Let that stage light go and shine on down Got that Bob Barker suit game and Plinko in my style Money, stay on my craft and stick around for those pounds But I do that to pass the torch and put on for my town Trust me on my I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T shit, hustlin' Chasing dreams since I was fourteen With the four-track, bussin' Halfway cross that city with the back (back) pack (pack), fat (fat) cat (cat), crushin' Labels out here, now they can't tell me nothin' (Hey, hey, hey) We give that to the people, spread it across the country (Hey, hey, hey, oh) Labels out here, now they can't tell me nothin' (Hey, hey, hey) We give it to the people, spread it across the country (Hey, hey, hey, oh) Can we go back? This is the moment Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over So we put our hands up Like the ceiling can't hold us Like the ceiling can't hold us Can we go back? This is the moment Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over So we put our hands up Like the ceiling can't hold us Like the ceiling can't hold us Now, can I kick it? Thank you Yeah, I'm so damn grateful I grew up really wanting gold fronts But that's what you get when Wu-Tang raised you Y'all can't stop me Go hard like I got a 808 in my heartbeat And I'm eating at the beat like you gave a little speed To a great white shark on Shark Week, raw! Time to go off, I'm gone Deuces, goodbye, I got a world to see And my girl, she wanna see Rome Caesar'll make you a believer Nah, I never ever did it for a throne That validation comes from giving it back to the people Now sing a song, and it goes like Raise those hands, this is our party (Hey, hey, hey) We came here to live life like nobody was watching (Hey, hey, hey, oh) I got my city right behind me, if I fall, they got me (Hey, hey, hey) Learn from that failure, gain humility (Hey, hey, hey) And then we keep marching, I said Can we go back? This is the moment Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over So we put our hands up Like the ceiling can't hold us Like the ceiling can't hold us Can we go back? This is the moment Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over So we put our hands up Like the ceiling can't hold us Like the ceiling can't hold us And so we put our hands up And so we put our hands up Whoa, whoa, whoa Let's go! Na na na na, na na na na (Uh-huh) Hey (And all my people sing) Na na na na, na na na na (Hey, hey, that's right) Hey (Here we go, all right, uh) And all my people sing Na na na na, na na na na (You do it, Ray) Oh (Ha-ha, let's go) And all my people sing Na na na na, na na na na Mack-le-e-e-e-e-more! Can we go back? This is the moment Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over So we put our hands up Like the ceiling can't hold us Like the ceiling can't hold us Can we go back? This is the moment (Ooh) Tonight is the night, we'll fight 'til it's over (Ooh) So we put our hands up (Ooh) Like the ceiling can't hold us (Ooh) Like the ceiling can't hold us (Ooh)

212

rap

Azealia Banks

{"Lazy Jay"}

Hey, I can be the answer I'm ready to dance when the vamp up And when I hit that dip get your camera You could see I been that bitch since the Pamper And that I am that young sis the beacon The bitch who wants to compete and -I can freak a fit that pump with the peep and -You know what your bitch become when her weave in -I just wanna sip that punch with your peeps and Sit in that lunch if you're treatin' -Kick it with your bitch who come from Parisian -She know where I get mine from, and the season -Now she wanna lick my plum in the evenin' -And fit that ton-tongue d-deep in -I guess that cunt getting eaten I was in the 212 On the uptown A Nigga you know what's up Or don't you? Word to who made ya I'm a rude bitch nigga What are you made up of? I'm a eat your food up boo I could bust your 8 I'm-a do one too Fuck ya gon do? When you do make bucks I'm a look right nigga Bet you do want to fuck! Fuck him like you do want to cum You're gay to get discovered in my 2 1 deuce Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou Caught the warm goo In your du-rag too son? Nigga, you're a kool-aid dude Plus your bitch might lick it Wonder who let you come to 1 2 With your doo-doo crew son Fuck are you into, huh? Niggas better oooh-run-run You could get shot homie If you do want to put your guns up Tell your crew don't front I'm a hoodlum nigga You know you were too once... Bitch, I'm bout to blew up too I'm the one today I'm the new shit boo Yung Rapunzel Who are you bitch, new lunch? I'm a ruin you cunt A-yo, A-yo I heard you ridin' with the same tall, tall tale Tellin' em you made some Sayin' you grindin' but you ain't goin' nowhere! Why procrastinate girl? You got a lot, but you just waste all yours and They'll forget your name soon And won't nobody be to blame but yourself, yeah What you gon' do when I appear? W-W-when I premiere? Bitch the end of your lives are near This shit been mine, mine! Bitch I'm in the 212 With the fif cocked nigga It's the 2 1 zoo Fuck ya gon do When ya goon sprayed up Bet his bitch won't get him Betcha you won't do much! See, even if you do want to bust Your bitch'll get you cut and touch your crew up too, Pop You playing with your butter Like your boo won't true Cock the gun, too Where you do eat poom, hun I'm fuckin' with ya cutie q What's your dick like homie? What are you into? What's the run dude? Where do you wake up? Tell your bitch keep hatin' I'm the new one two, huh? See I remember you when you were The young new face but you do like to Slumber don't you? Now your boo up too hun I'm-a ruin you, cunt! What you gon' do when I appear? W-W-when I premiere? Bitch the end of your lives are near This shit been mine, mine!

Heartbeat

rap

Childish Gambino

{}

I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak I know what your boy like Skinny tie and a cuff type He go and make breakfast You walkin' round naked I might just text you Turn your phone over When it's all over, no settlin' down My text go to your screen, you know better than that I come around when you least expect me I'm sittin' at the bar when your glass is empty You thinkin' that this song's comin' on to tempt me I need to be alone like the way you left me You start callin'; you start crying I come over; I'm inside you I can't find you, the girl that I once had But the sex that we have isn't half bad Text say that "It's not fair" That's code for "He's not here" And I'ma flirt with this new girl And I'ma call if it don't work So we fuck 'til it come to conclusions All the things that we thought we were losin' I'm a ghost, and you know this That's why we broke up in the first place, 'cause I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak It's late-night Thursday I know that you heard me But you don't want the same thing Hmm, well, two can play that game So I'm chillin' with my girlfriend But she not my real girlfriend She got a key to my place but She not my real girlfriend Stupid, so dummy Say the wrong thing, and wrong girls come runnin' I'm paranoid that these girls want somethin' from me And it's hard to make a dime go one-hunnid And my dude freakin' out over a worse fate She on time, but she late for they first date 'Cause he went and tried out a new condom Slipped off in a threesome, good problems? Right? Wrong Askin' 'em if she'd wanna play games We the Super Smash Brothers, but none of 'em you I miss the sex where you kiss whenever you through Sixty-nine is the only dinner for two I was wrong, but would you have listened to you? Uh, you were crazy I got a heart, but the art of choking's Only thing girls want when you in that smoke and light I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak So we're done? This the real shit? We used to hold hands like field trips I'm a jerk, but your dude is a real dick I read his posts on your wall, and I feel sick He ain't cool, he ball and all that But he just a fake nigga who blog in all caps You couldn't wait to date I'm goin' straight for your thighs like the cake you ate I give a fuck about the niggas that you say you ate You know that I'm the best when I'm a-fake-tionate I'm the best that you had, face it J. and Keyshia are related: racist I give you money; then you burn me (Bernie), then you made off (Madoff) She ain't a killer, but she'd fuckin' blow your head off I know he wonderin', "What the fuck you hidin'?" That we dated like raps about Bin Laden; ayo, fuck this Are we datin'? Are we fuckin'? Are we best friends? Are we somethin' In between that? I wish we never fucked, and I mean that But not really You say the nastiest shit in bed, and it's fuckin' awesome

The Motto

rap

Drake

{"Lil Wayne"}

I'm the fuckin' man, y'all don't get it, do ya? Type of money, everybody acting like they knew ya Go Uptown, New York City, bitch Them Spanish girls love me like I'm Aventura Tell Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami too Clubbin' hard, fuckin' women, there ain't much to do Wrist bling, got a condo up on Biscayne Still gettin' brain from a thang, ain't shit changed How you feel, how you feel, how you feel? Twenty-five, sitting on twenty-five mil', uh I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself Rest in peace Mac Dre, I'ma do it for the Bay, okay Gettin' paid, we'll holler whenever that stop My team good, we don't really need a mascot Tell Tune light one, pass it like a relay YMCMB, you niggas more YMCA Me, Franny, and Mally Mall at the crib-o Shout goes out to Niko, J, and Chubbs, shout to Gibbo We got Santa Margherita by the liter She know even if I'm fucking with her, I don't really need her Aww, that's how you feel, man? That's really how you feel? 'Cause the pimpin' ice cold, all these bitches wanna chill I mean maybe she won't, then again, maybe she will I can almost guarantee she know the deal, real nigga, what's up? Now she want a photo, you already know, though You only live once, that's the motto, nigga, YOLO And we 'bout it every day, every day, every day Like we sittin' on the bench, nigga, we don't really play Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say Can't see 'em 'cause the money in the way, real nigga, what's up? One time, fuck one time I'm callin' niggas out like the umpire Seven grams in the blunt Almost drowned in her pussy, so I swam to her butt It's Eastside, we in this bitch Wish a nigga would like a tree in this bitch And if a leaf fall, put some weed in that bitch That's my MO, add a B to that shit I'm fucked up, tore down I'm twisted, doorknob Talk stupid, off with your head Nigga, money talks, and Mr. Ed, yeah I'm so Young Money Got a drum on the gun, Energizer Bunny Funny how honey ain't sweet like sugar Ain't shit sweet, niggas on the street like hookers I tongue-kiss her other tongue Skeet, skeet, skeet, water gun Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt, Tunechi Now she want a photo, you already know, though (Yeah) You only live once, that's the motto, nigga, YOLO And we 'bout it every day, every day, every day Like we sittin' on the bench, nigga, we don't really play Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say Can't see 'em 'cause the money in the way, real nigga, what's up? Real nigga, what's up? Now she want a photo, you already know, though You only live once, that's the motto, nigga, YOLO And we 'bout it every day, every day, every day Like we sittin' on the bench, nigga, we don't really play Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say Can't see 'em 'cause the money in the way, real nigga, what's up?

Under Ground Kings

rap

Drake

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Yeah Bridge over troubled water, ice in my muddy water Rich off a mixtape, got rich off a mixtape Probably shouldn't be driving, it just got so much harder Can't even see it straight, I can't even see it straight, ah Fuck with me, I buy the shots Live a little, 'cause niggas die a lot And lie a lot, but I'm the truth, that's right, I fuckin' said it The living proof that you ain't gotta die to get to heaven You, girl, you right there, you look like you like this shit How'd I know? How'd I know? That's me on some psychic shit I could tell a lie if you askin' me my whereabouts But I might talk that real if you ask me what I care about Rap and bitches, rap and bitches, bitches and rappin' Rappin' and bitches until all of it switches, I swear It's been two years since somebody asked me who I was I'm the greatest, man, I said that before I knew I was That's what's important, what really happened before this When me and my crew was all about this rapper from New Orleans Singing, "Walking like a man, finger on the trigger I got money in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga," ah With fame on my mind, my girl on my nerves I was pushing myself to get something that I deserve That was back in the days, Acura days I was a cold dude, I'm gettin' back to my ways People always ask how I got my nice things Take my crown to the grave, I'm an underground king I bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever told 'Cause I'm down to spend whatever, lately, I've been on a roll And I do it for the city 'cause you know the city love a nigga Do it for the city 'cause you know the city love a nigga Do it for the city 'cause you know the city love a nigga Do it for the city (UGK, fuck these other niggas) Sometimes I need that romance, sometimes I need that pole dance Sometimes I need that stripper that's gon' tell me that she don't dance Tell me lies, make it sound good, make it sound good Do me like the women from my town would Leather with that woodgrain, Persian rugs on wood floors Talking all them good things, that's all I'm really good for Memphis, Tennessee know, see, I start to go deep back In Ridge Crest with my seat back with Yo Gotti and E-Mack And these niggas got them diamonds glowin' in they mouth And they rockin' furs like it's snowin' in the South And every pretty girl tell me that's the shit that she like So why am I in class if this is who I'm tryna be like? So I drop out, lessons I was taught are quick to fade Soon as I realize that turnin' papers in won't get me paid And if I don't do nothing, I'ma ball I'm countin' all day like the clock on the wall, yeah, I need that Making major changes to the life I'm livin' I had no choice, I had to prove I made the right decision That was back in the days, Acura days I was a cold dude, I'm gettin' back to my ways People always ask how I got my nice things Take my crown to the grave, I'm an underground king I bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever told 'Cause I'm down to spend whatever, lately, I've been on a roll And I do it for the city 'cause you know the city love a nigga Do it for the city 'cause you know the city love a nigga Do it for the city 'cause you know the city love a nigga Do it for the city (UGK, fuck these other niggas)

Cameras

rap

Drake

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No, no, no I been callin' on, callin' on you No, no, no Yeah I been callin' on, callin' on you Uh Word on road is the clique about to blow You ain't gotta run and tell nobody, they already know We've been living on a high, they've been talking on the low But it's cool, know you heard it all before That's why I asked you How you mean? How you mean? Thought you knew about the team, ayy, yeah That's why I asked you, how you mean? How you mean? Thought you knew about the team, ayy, yeah, heh, uh How you mean? How you mean? What you know about the team? Man, these niggas need to stop it, they be crowding up the scene Baby girl, you need to stop it, all that pride and self-esteem Got you angry about this girl I'm with in all them magazines Baby, she look like a star, but only on camera Only on camera, only on camera It look like we in love, but only on camera Only on camera, only on camera Don't listen to the lies, I swear they all lies You know, I could be your knight in shining Armor All tires Trying to tell you I'm the one, come and holla at me Before I'm on the next ting, YMCMB, ah Ooh, finally got you right here (Said I finally got my baby) Tonight, I'll ease your mind (Tonight, I'll ease your mind) That's why I'm callin' on you (Why I'm callin' on you) And, ooh, oh Soft, you're love's desire (Soft, you're love's desire) It's hard to stay away (Stay away) You keep me callin' on you (You keep me callin' on you) How you mean? How you mean? Thought you knew about the team, ayy, yeah How you mean? How you mean? Thought you knew about the team, ayy, yeah, heh How you mean? How you mean? What you know about the team? You just know what you get told, girl, I see behind the scene She spilled whiskey on her shirt, she gon' have to get it cleaned She been going way too hard, someone has to intervene Baby, she look like a star, but only on camera Only on camera, only on camera It might look like I care, but only on camera Only on camera, only on camera Don't listen to the lies, I swear they all lies You know, I could be your knight in shining Armor All tires Girl, they love me like I'm Prince, like the new king with the crown Bunch of Underground Kingz, thought you knew how we get down, huh? Ooh, finally got you right here (Said I finally got my baby) Tonight, I'll ease your mind (Tonight, I'll ease your mind) That's why I'm callin' on you (Why I'm callin' on you) And, ooh, oh Soft, you're love's desire (Soft, you're love's desire) It's hard to stay away (Stay away) You keep me callin' on you (You keep me callin' on you) How you mean? How you mean? Thought you knew about the team, ayy How you mean? How you mean? Thought you knew about the team, ayy, yeah Ah, call on you Just mail me my ring back Oh, I wanna call on you, baby Can't keep that shit Oh, I wanna call on you, baby She said I could call on you, baby (Hahaha) Ayy La, da, da, da, da, la, da, da, da, da, baby

HYFR Hell Ya Fucking Right

rap

Drake

{"Lil Wayne"}

Gotta do what I gotta do Yeah Uh All my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait Or they go to Georgia State where Tuition is handled by some random nigga that live in Atlanta That she only see when she feels obligated Admitted it to me the first time we dated But she was no angel and we never waited I took her for sushi, she wanted to fuck So we took it to go, told 'em don't even plate it And we never talked too much after I blew up Just only "hello" or a "happy belated" And I think I text her and told her I made it And that's when she text me and told me she prayed it And that's when I text her and told her I love her Then right after, texted and told her I'm faded She asked what have I learned since getting richer? I learned workin' with the negatives could make for better pictures I learned Hennessy and enemies is one hell of a mixture Even though it's fucked up, girl, I'm still fuckin' with ya, damn Is it the fall? Time for me to revisit the past There's women to call, there's albums to drop, there's liquor involved There's stories to tell, we been through it all, damn Interviews are like confessions Get the fuck up out my dressing room, confusing me with questions like Do you love this shit? Are you high right now? Do you ever get nervous? Are you single? I heard you fuck your girl, is it true? You gettin' money? You think them niggas you with is with you? And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright Uh, so much for being optimistic They say love is in the air, so I Hold my breath 'til my face turn purple Keep a few bad bitches in my circle My nuts hang like ain't no curfew Bitch, if you wave, then I will surf you I flew jet, she flew commercial But we still met later that night After my session, she came over I was aggressive and she was sober I gave her a pill, she started confessin' And started undressin' and asked me to hold her And so I did, but that was last month And now she's texting me asking for closure, damn She say this shit gon' catch up to me, I keep tissue paper We eat each other whenever we at the dinner table She say she hate that she love me and she wish I was average Shit, sometimes I wish the same and I wish she wasn't married Promises, I hope I never break 'em Met a female dragon, had a fire conversation But interviews are like confessions Get the fuck up out my bedroom, confusing me with questions like Do you love this shit? Are you high right now? Do you ever get nervous? Are you single? I heard you fuck your girl, is it true? You gettin' money? You think them niggas you with is with you? And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah Fuckin' right, damn right, alright And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah Fuckin' right, fuckin' right, alright And we say hell yeah, yeah, yeah, hell yeah Fuckin' right, damn right, alright, aw, yeah Yeah Yeah Aw, yeah, aw, yeah Aw, yeah, aw, yeah

Take Care

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Drake

{Rihanna}

I know you've been hurt by someone else I can tell by the way you carry yourself If you let me, here's what I'll do I'll take care of you (I'll take, I'll take) I've loved and I've lost I've asked about you and they told me things But my mind didn't change and I still feel the same What's a life with no fun? Please don't be so ashamed I've had mine, you've had yours, we both know, we know They won't get you like I will, my only wish is I die real 'Cause that truth hurts and those lies heal And you can't sleep thinkin' that he lies still So you cry still, tears all in the pillowcase Big girls all get a little taste, aw Pushing me away so I give her space, aw Dealin' with a heart that I didn't break I'll be there for you, I would care for you I keep thinking you just don't know Tryna run from that, say you done with that On your face, girl, it just don't show When you're ready, just say you're ready When all the baggage just ain't as heavy And the party's over, just don't forget me We'll change the pace and we'll just go slow You won't ever have to worry You won't ever have to hide And you've seen all my mistakes So look me in my eyes 'Cause if you let me Here's what I'll do I'll take care of you (I'll take, I'll take) I've loved and I've lost (Yeah) It's my birthday, I'll get high if I want to Can't deny that I want you, but I'll lie if I have to 'Cause you don't say you love me To your friends when they ask you Even though we both know that you do, you do One time, been in love one time You and all your girls in the club one time All so convinced that you're followin' your heart 'Cause your mind don't control what it does sometimes We all have our nights, though, don't be so ashamed I've had mine, you've had yours, we both know, we know You hate bein' alone, well, you ain't the only one You hate the fact that you bought the dream and they sold you one You love your friends, but somebody should've told you somethin' To save you, instead, they say Don't, tell me, I don't care if you hurt I don't, tell you, you don't care if you're true Don't, tell me, I don't care if you hurt I don't, tell you, you don't care if you're true I know you've been hurt by someone else I can tell by the way you carry yourself If you let me, here's what I'll do I'll take care of you (I'll take, I'll take) I've loved and I've lost

Look What Youve Done

rap

Drake

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Yeah Yeah Man It's like '09 in your basement and I'm in love with Nebby And I still love her, but it fell through because I wasn't ready And your back hurt, and your neck hurt and you smokin' heavy And I sit next to you, and I lecture you because those are deadly And then you ash it, and we argue about spendin' money on bullshit And you tell me I'm just like my father, my one button, you push it Now it's fuck you, I hate you, I'll move out in a heartbeat And I leave out and you call me and you tell me that you sorry And you love me and I love you and your heart hurts, mine does too And it's just words and they cut deep, but it's our world, it's just us two I see painkillers on the kitchen counter, I hate to see it all hurt so bad But maybe I wouldn't have worked this hard if you were healthy and it weren't so bad, uh Maybe I should walk up the street And try and get a job at the bank 'Cause leave it up to me, J, and Neeks We'll probably end up robbin' a bank Then Wayne calls up my phone Conversation wasn't that long Gets me a flight to Houston in the morning Oh, it's my time, yeah, it's on He's thinkin' of signin' me, I come home We make a mixtape with seventeen songs And almost get a Grammy off of that thing They love your son, man, that boy gone You get the operation you dreamed of And I finally send you to Rome And get to make good on my promise It all worked out, girl, we should've known 'Cause you deserve it Is this shit real? Should I pinch you? After all the things that we been through, I got you, yeah Look what you've done, look what you've done Look what you've done for me now, yeah You knew that I was gon' be somethin' When you're stressed out and you need somethin', I got you, yeah Look what you've done, look what you've done Look what you've, look what you've It's like '06 in your backyard, I'm in love with Jade And I'm still in love 'cause when it's that real is when it doesn't fade And my father living in Memphis now, he can't come this way Over some minor charges and child support that just wasn't paid, damn Boohoo, sad story, Black American dad story Know that I'm your sister's kid, but it still don't explain the love that you have for me I remember sneaking in your pool after school dances Damn, your house felt like the Hamptons For all of my summer romances I never really had no one like you, man, this all new shit Made the world I know bigger Changed the way that I viewed it Had all this fightin' going on at the crib You would calm me down when I lose it Told you I think I'm done acting Now I'm more in touch with the music You said, either way, I'd be a star, I could go so far Talked to me, then you got to me Then you'd toss the keys and loan me your car, yeah Just a young kid in a drop-top Lexus hopin' that I don't get arrested Just another kid that's going through life so worried that I won't be accepted But I could do anything You said that, and you meant that You took me places, you spent that They said no, we went back Checks bounced, but we bounced back I put all the money in your accounts back And I thank you, I don't know where I'd really be without that It worked out, man, you deserve it Is this shit real? Should I pinch you? After all the things that we been through, I got you, yeah Look what you've done, look what you've done Look what you've done for me now, yeah You knew that I was gon' be somethin' When you're stressed out and you need somethin', I got you, yeah Look what you've done, look what you've done Look what you've, look what you've Hi Aubrey I'm here sitting with my son having a little talk And he knew, knows how to get in touch with you now To let you know how grateful I am for your help in keeping me in this In this comfortable place All I can say, Aubrey, is I remember the good times we had together And the times I used to look after you And I still have wonderful feeling about that So God bless you And I hope I'll see you

Crew Love

rap

Drake

{"The Weeknd"}

Ooh, ooh Woah, yeah Ooh (Yeah) Take your nose off my keyboard What you bothering me for? There's a room full of niggas What you following me for? This ain't no fuckin' sing-along So, girl, what you singin' for? It's 'cause we blowing like a C4 Got my whole crew blowin' like a C4 Twenty, keep the bar rollin' Fake IDs in the trash, we goin' Straight to the top, rooftop glows With a handful of girls and they all so foreign Brain so poisoned, rainbows flowin' Light-skinned chick, first flight from Poland A whole lotta friends, first flight from Poland A whole lotta cash comin' straight from Poland Why? 'Cause they loving the crew They loving the crew They loving the crew Oh, they loving the crew Oh, they loving the crew They loving the crew They loving the crew They loving the crew, woah Yeah Smokin' weed under star projectors I guess we'll never know where Harvard gets us But seein' my family have it all Took the place of that desire for diplomas on the wall And really, I think I like who I'm becoming There's times where I might do it just to do it like it's nothing There's times where I might blow like 50K on a vacation For all my soldiers, just to see the looks on all they faces All it took was patience I got a lotta friends to come up off the strip for me The same ones that'll come up off the hip for me The realest niggas say, "Your lyrics do shit for me" I told my story and made history Tell them I'ma need reservations for twenty I've never really been one for the preservation of money, nah I'd much rather spend it all while I'm breathin' That OVO and that XO is everything you believe in, I know They loving the crew Oh, they loving the crew Oh, they loving the crew Loving the crew, oh Oh, they loving the crew They loving the crew They loving the crew They loving the crew Woah 'Cause we blowin' like a C4 Got my whole crew blowin' like a C4 (If you broadcast swag, nigga, we the news in your city)

Hate Sleeping Alone

rap

Drake

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She says, "Kiss me like you miss me Fuck me like you hate me And when you're fuckin' someone else Just fuck her like she ain't me" Damn, those words are scary Those words are scary, Virgin Mary I just tell her to spare me I was in love two years ago and gave the baggage to my ex It's all for her to carry, bags she deserve to carry I hate that ho, I make it so hard just to talk, don't I? I get off-topic, don't I? I get it poppin', don't I? I'll end up stoppin', won't I? And by the time I end up stoppin' You'll be rockin' one of the rings that you pointed out while shoppin' with a nigga, don't lie Uh, she's losin' it right now 'Cause if I wasn't who I am, she would've been movin' in by now But instead we're movin' slow, I guess she's used to it by now And she gives me all her trust and I'm abusin' it right now But this money comin' in is just confusin' shit right now You just told me I ain't shit, I guess I'm provin' it right now, oh I say I'd rather be with you, but you are not around So I'ma call somebody up and see if they'd be down 'Cause I hate sleepin' alone, I hate sleepin' alone Half the time, we don't end up fucking, I don't ask her for nothing You leave me in the morning, I don't see her for months But I just hate sleepin' alone, I hate sleepin' alone So she's here and we're both so gone Hotel to hotel, girl, I could use your company Full name and birthday, I book a flight and you come to me But she don't want a weekend, she wants all of me or none of me If she can't work with all of me, then she says she done with me You say that you're over me, you always end up under me You know how it goes, don't be crazy, don't play dumb with me Don't start with your shit, I put you back in your place She tells me, "I bet you won't, you won't say that to my face" And hangs up, yeah, how dare you tell me it's tougher for you? Like I don't hear about the niggas you fucking with too? And whoever I be with, they got nothing on you That's just something to do when there's nothing to do Yeah, but she's losing it right now She has choices she should make, I think she's choosing it right now One more chance to make it right, I think I'm using it right now You just said I never learn, I guess I'm proving it right now, oh I say I'd rather be with you, but you are not around So I'ma call somebody up and see if they'd be down 'Cause I hate sleepin' alone, I hate sleepin' alone Half the time, we don't end up fucking, I don't ask her for nothing You leave me in the morning, I don't see her for months But I just hate sleepin' alone, I hate sleepin' alone So she's here and we're both so gone Oh, oh She's here, we're so gone Oh Oh

Over My Dead Body

rap

Drake

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How I'm feeling, it doesn't matter 'Cause you know I'm okay Instead, I ask myself, "Why do you worry?" When you know, you know I'm the same I know, I know you don't love me, baby They're trying to take you away from me Only over my dead body I think I killed everybody in the game last year Man, fuck it, I was on, though And I thought I found the girl of my dreams at the strip club Mmm-mmm, fuck it, I was wrong, though Shout out to all my niggas livin' tax-free Nowadays, it's six figures when they tax me Oh well, guess you lose some and win some Long as the outcome is income You know I want it all and then some Shout out to Asian girls, let the lights dim some Shots came, I don't know where they was sent from Probably some bad hoes I'm 'bout to take the hint from Yeah, you know me well, nigga, yeah I mean you ain't the only real nigga They got me on these white women like Seal, nigga Slave to the pussy, but I'm just playin' the field, nigga, yeah Are these people really discussin' my career again? Askin' if I'll be goin' platinum in a year again? Don't I got the shit the world wanna hear again? Don't Michael Jordan still got his hoop earring in? Man, all of your flows bore me, paint dryin' And I don't ever be trippin' off of what ain't mine And I be hearin' the shit you say through the grapevine But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time, yeah It's been that way from the beginnin' I just been playin', I ain't even notice I was winnin' And this is the only sound you should fear Man, these kids wear crowns over here and everything is alright Oh, I know you don't love me, baby They're trying to take you away from me Only over my dead body You say I'm old news, well, who the new star? 'Cause if I'm goin' anywhere, it's probably too far Just performed at a bar mitzvah over in the States Used half of the money to beat my brother's case Red wine over fed time But shout out to the niggas that's doin' dead time And shout out to the bitches there when it's bedtime And fuck you to the niggas that think it's their time Yeah, don't make me take your life apart, boy You and whoever the fuck gave you your start, boy Oh, you wanna be a motherfuckin' funny guy? Don't make me break your Kevin Hart, boy Yeah, it's whatever You know, feelin' good, livin' better I think maybe I was numb to it last year But you know I feel it now more than ever My city love me like Mac Dre in the Bay Second album, I'm back pavin' the way The backpackers are back on the bandwagon Like this was my comeback season back, back in the day And I met your baby moms last night We took a picture together, I hope she frames it And I was drinkin' at the Palms last night And ended up losin' everything that I came with, yeah Feel like I've been here before, huh? I still got ten years to go, huh? And this is the only sound you should fear Man, these kids wear crowns over here and everything is alright Oh, I know you don't love me, baby They're trying to take you away from me Only over my dead body Three in the morning, still going down

Im Yours

rock

Jason Mraz

{}

Well you done done me in; you bet I felt it I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted I fell right through the cracks Now I'm trying to get back Before the cool done run out I'll be giving it my bestest Nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some But I won't hesitate no more, no more It cannot wait, I'm yours Well open up your mind and see like me Open up your plans and damn you're free Look into your heart and you'll find Love, love, love, love Listen to the music of the moment, people dance and sing We're just one big family And it's our God-forsaken right to be Loved, love, love, love, loved So I won't hesitate no more, no more It cannot wait, I'm sure There's no need to complicate Our time is short This is our fate, I'm yours Do you want to come on scootch on over closer, dear And I will nibble your ear I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer But my breath fogged up the glass And so I drew a new face and I laughed I guess what I be saying is there ain't no better reason To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons It's what we aim to do Our name is our virtue But I won't hesitate no more, no more It cannot wait - I'm yours Well open up your mind and see like me (I won't hesitate) Open up your plans and damn you're free (No more, no more) Look into your heart and you'll find (It cannot wait) The sky is yours (I'm sure) So please don't, please don't, please don't (No need to complicate) There's no need to complicate (Our time is short) 'Cause our time is short (This is) This oh, this oh, this is our fate (our fate) I'm yours

Smooth Criminal

pop

Michael Jackson

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Ow! Cha! Shoo-cha-choo-cha! As he came into the window Was a sound of a crescendo He came into her apartment He left the bloodstains on the carpet She ran underneath the table He could see she was unable So she ran into the bedroom She was struck down, it was her doom Annie, are you okay? So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? Annie, are you okay? So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? Annie, are you okay? So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? Annie, are you okay? So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? Annie, are you okay? Will you tell us that you're okay? There's a sound at the window Then he struck you - a crescendo, Annie He came into your apartment Left the bloodstains on the carpet And then you ran into the bedroom You were struck down It was your doom Annie, are you okay? So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? Annie, are you okay? So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? Annie, are you okay? So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? You've been hit by- You've been hit by- A smooth criminal Ow! So they came into the outway It was Sunday, what a black day Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation Sounding heartbeats, intimidations Annie, are you okay? So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? Annie, are you okay? So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay? Are you okay? Annie, are you okay? So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? Annie, are you okay? So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? Annie, are you okay? Will you tell us that you're okay? There's a sound at the window Then he struck you - a crescendo, Annie He came into your apartment Left the bloodstains on the carpet And then you ran into the bedroom You were struck down It was your doom Annie, are you okay? Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie? You've been hit by- You've been struck by- A smooth criminal Choo-cha, choo-cha Ow! Okay, I want everybody to clear the area right now! Ow! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Ow! Annie, are you okay? (I don't know) Will you tell us that you're okay? (I don't know) There's a sound at the window (I don't know) Then he struck you, a crescendo, Annie? (I don't know) He came into your apartment (I don't know) Left bloodstains on the carpet (I don't know why, baby) And then you ran into the bedroom (Help me) You were struck down It was your doom Annie (Dag gone it) Annie are you okay? (Dag gone it, baby) Will you tell us that you're okay? (Dag gone it, baby) There's a sound at the window (Dag gone it, baby) Then he struck you, a crescendo Annie (Hoo! Hoo!) He came into your apartment, (Dag gone it) Left bloodstains on the carpet (Hoo!) And then you ran into the bedroom (Hoo! Hoo!) You were struck down (Dag gone it) It was your doom Annie (Ow!) Ow! Ow! Shoo-cha-choo, shoo-cha-choo! Ow! Ow!

Rolling in the Deep

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Adele

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There's a fire starting in my heart Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark Finally, I can see you crystal clear Go ahead and sell me out and I'll lay your shit bare See how I'll leave with every piece of you Don't underestimate the things that I will do There's a fire starting in my heart Reaching a fever pitch, and it's bringing me out the dark The scars of your love remind me of us They keep me thinkin' that we almost had it all The scars of your love, they leave me breathless I can't help feeling We could've had it all (You're gonna wish you never had met me) Rolling in the deep (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) You had my heart inside of your hand (You're gonna wish you never had met me) And you played it to the beat (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) Baby, I have no story to be told But I've heard one on you, now I'm gonna make your head burn Think of me in the depths of your despair Make a home down there, as mine sure won't be shared (You're gonna wish you never had met me) The scars of your love remind me of us (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) They keep me thinkin' that we almost had it all (You're gonna wish you never had met me) The scars of your love, they leave me breathless (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) I can't help feeling We could've had it all (You're gonna wish you never had met me) Rolling in the deep (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) You had my heart inside of your hand (You're gonna wish you never had met me) And you played it to the beat (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) Could've had it all Rolling in the deep You had my heart inside of your hand But you played it with a beating Throw your soul through every open door (Ooh woah, oh) Count your blessings to find what you look for (Woah) Turn my sorrow into treasured gold (Ooh woah, oh) You'll pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow (You're gonna wish you never had met me) We could've had it all (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) We could've had it all, yeah (You're gonna wish you never had met me) It all, it all, it all (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) We could've had it all (You're gonna wish you never had met me) Rolling in the deep (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) You had my heart inside of your hand (You're gonna wish you never had met me) And you played it to the beat (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) Could've had it all (You're gonna wish you never had met me) Rolling in the deep (Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep) You had my heart inside of your hand (You're gonna wish you never had met me) But you played it, you played it, you played it You played it to the beat

Montreal

rb

The Weeknd

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Laisse tomber les filles Laisse tomber les filles Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera Laisse tomber les filles Laisse tomber les filles Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera Oui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là Non, je ne pleurerai pas Non, je ne pleurerai pas Oui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là Je ne pleurerai pas Je ne pleurerai pas I guess you had no idea that you could have persuaded me Girl, you could have had me doing anything you pleased Girl, you should have took your time and thought of what to say to me 'Cause I'm not as hard as I make it seem to be And it could have went so many ways So many ways it can go 'Cause ain't nobody feels the way that I feel when I'm alone So if I said that I won't call The lying comes natural to me You probably could have had it all You could have been that lonely star If we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles) If we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera) If we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles) If we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera) Happiness exists when you don't know a thing So I hope you don't think this song is about you And only I can know how close you came But baby I'm a pro at letting go I love it when they come and go It could have went so many ways So many ways it can go 'Cause ain't nobody feels the way that I feel when I'm alone So if I said that I won't call The lying comes natural to me You probably could have had it all You could have been that lonely star If we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles) If we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera) If we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles) If we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera) If we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles) If we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera) If we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles) If we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera) Laisse tomber les filles Laisse tomber les filles Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera Laisse tomber les filles Laisse tomber les filles Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera Oui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là Non, je ne pleurerai pas Non, je ne pleurerai pas (Je ne pleurerai pas) Oui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là Je ne pleurerai pas Je ne pleurerai pas (Je ne pleurerai pas)

I Miss You

rock

blink-182

{​​blink-182}

I miss you, I miss you Hello, there The angel from my nightmare The shadow in the background of the morgue The unsuspecting victim Of darkness in the valley We can live like Jack and Sally if we want Where you can always find me And we'll have Halloween on Christmas And in the night, we'll wish this never ends We'll wish this never ends I miss you, I miss you I miss you, I miss you Where are you? And I'm so sorry I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight I need somebody and always This sick, strange darkness Comes creeping on, so haunting every time And as I stare, I counted The webs from all the spiders Catching things and eating their insides Like indecision to call you And hear your voice of treason Will you come home and stop this pain tonight? Stop this pain tonight Don't waste your time on me, you're already The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you) Don't waste your time on me, you're already The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you) Don't waste your time on me, you're already The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you) Don't waste your time on me, you're already The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you) Don't waste your time on me, you're already The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you) Don't waste your time on me, you're already The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you) I miss you, I miss you I miss you, I miss you I miss you, I miss you I miss you, I miss you

House of Balloons / Glass Table Girls

rb

The Weeknd

{}

Uh, oh, ayy, yeah, yeah Been on another level since you came, no more pain You look into my eyes, you can't recognize my face You're in my world now, you can stay, you can stay But you belong to me, ooh, you belong to me If it hurts to breathe, open a window (Woo-ooh) Oh, your mind wants to leave (Leave), but you can't go Oh, this is a happy house (A happy house) We're happy here (We're happy here) In a happy house Oh this is fun, fun, fun, fun Fun, fun, fun, fun Fun, fun, fun, fun Music got you lost Nights pass so much quicker than the days did Same clothes, you ain't ready for your day shift This place will burn you up But, baby, it's okay, them my niggas next door And they working in the trap, so get naughty if you want So don't blame it on me that you didn't call your home So don't blame it on me, girl, 'cause you wanted to have fun If it hurts (Woo) to breathe Open a window (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, your mind wants to leave but you can't go (Ooh) This is a happy house We're happy here in a happy house Oh this is fun, fun, fun, fun (This is fun) Fun, fun, fun, fun (This is fun to me) Fun, fun, fun, fun (Ooh) Bring the 707 out Bring the 707 out Bring the 707 out Bring the 707 out Bring the 707 out Bring the 7 Two puffs for the lady who be down for that Whatever, together Bring your own stash of the greatest, trade it Roll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, taste it Then watch us chase it With a handful of pills, no chasers Jaw clenching on some super-sized papers And she bad and her head bad Escaping, her van is a Wonderland And it's half-past six Read skies 'cause time don't exist But when the stars shine back to the crib Superstar lines back at the crib And we can test out the tables We got some brand new tables All glass and it's four feet wide But it's a must to get us ten feet high She give me sex in a handbag I get her wetter than a wet nap And no closed doors So I listen to her moans echo "I heard he do drugs now" You heard wrong, I been on it for a minute We just never act a fool, that's just how we fuckin' live it And when we act a fool, it's probably 'cause we mixed it Yeah, I'm always on that okey dokey Them white boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony Big O know the deal, he the one who showed me Watch me ride this fucking beat like he fuckin' told me "Is that your girl, what's her fucking story?" "She kinda bad but she ride it like a fucking pony" I cut down on her man, be her fuckin' story Yeah, I'm talking 'bout you, man, get to know me Ain't no offense, though, I promise you If you a real man, dude, you gon' decide the truth But I'm a nice dude with some nice dreams And we could turn this to a nightmare: Elm Street La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables (Ooh, ooh) Bring the 707 out La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables (Ooh, ooh) Bring the 707 out La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) (Ooh, ooh) Bring the 707 out La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'm so gone, so gone Bring out the glass tables Bring the 707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) Bring the 707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) Bring the 707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) Ooh, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Blessed

rap

ScHoolboy Q

{"Kendrick Lamar"}

What is life for a nigga like me? Living out his backpack every night Needed a new place to sleep But this is now, nigga One's for the money, two for the bitches Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished Turn that mothafucka to a critic Man, I got so much shit up on my plate, dog I was hanging on them corners late Pockets wasn't straight, bitch I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dog, know what I'm saying? Nigga praying up to God just hoping that he hear a nigga I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest To all my niggas I would die for, load my pistol up, go out and war for To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak To all my niggas first time stepping in the pen Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today Take our hats off, bow our heads and let us pray, just wanna say Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga Really think about it, could be worse my nigga Don't stress my nigga, yes, my nigga We all blessed my nigga Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga Really think about it, could be worse my nigga Don't stress my nigga, yes, my nigga We all blessed my nigga, ah Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this? You see my nigga just lost his son While I'm here hugging on my daughter, I grip her harder Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit Thinking of some bullshit to tell him Like "It'll be okay, you'll be straight, it'll be aight" Well, fuck that shit Whatever you need, yo, I got it! Whether it's money or some weed or putting in work Fuck it, then I'm riding You know what's up, but now a nigga couldn't stick around Told myself that after y'all moved That I'd be a fuckin' fool, to be living by the street rules "Fuck police" tattoos, that happens when you ditch school But anyway, keep the faith Stay strong, bruh, remain solid, bruh Keep playing ball, cuz It's the only way up out it, bruh, a nigga proud of ya Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed I'll have whatever he needs, we the last of a dying breed Live life, smoke trees See how far we've come but most, I'm sorry for your son Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga Really think about it, could be worse my nigga Don't stress my nigga, yes, my nigga We all blessed my nigga Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga Really think about it, could be worse my nigga Don't stress my nigga, yes, my nigga We all blessed my nigga, ah And you ain't gotta shed no tear I'll be everywhere but I'ma always be right here I ain't forgot those years I'll be everywhere but I'ma always be right here Living in a premature place, wait Never grow to see the pearly gates, break Every time a bullet detonate, dates Of obituary carry crates Of a scary picture with a family member that relate to ya In December you was finna pin another case On your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe As the record spinning, you was hearing angels entertain Every pun intended, that was wicked, coming from your brain Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again That's because the minute after you had knew you would be slain Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change Everybody ain't blessed, my nigga Yes, my nigga, you're blessed, take advantage, do your best, my nigga Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet Anything you imagine, you possess, my nigga You reject these niggas that neglect your respect For the progress of a baby step, my nigga Step-step my nigga, one, two, skip-skip Back-back, look both ways, pull it off the hip Blast at anybody say that you can't flip This crack into rap music every other zip is a track Get used to it, get it off quick Come back, give back to the city you've built That's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dog It ain't nothing but a bunch of fuck niggas, dog In a minute everybody gon' be winning Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all Blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga Really think about it, could be worse my nigga Don't stress my nigga, yes, my nigga We all blessed my nigga, ah

Stay Schemin

rap

Rick Ross

{Drake,"French Montana"}

R.I.P. to all the real niggas worldwide! Salute! Real shit I ride for my niggas, dawg I ride for my niggas I slide for my niggas, dawg (Dawg) I ride for my niggas Stay schemin', niggas tryna get at me, dawg I ride for my niggas Stay schemin', niggas tryna get at me, dawg I ride for my niggas Damn, life's so short Fuck it, I don't wanna go to court (Huh!) Fuck it, got a budget for the lawyer, though Fuck it, I'm on the run for the month (Woo!) I'm in the bucket, paid 200 for it My lil' niggas thuggin', even got me paranoid (Huh!) I'm gettin' money, that's in any nigga category Double M, I got Gs out in California (Huh!) Maybach Music I ride for my niggas, dawg I ride for my niggas I slide for my niggas, dawg (Dawg) I ride for my niggas Stay schemin' (Yeah), niggas tryna get at me, dawg (Young Frankie Geechi Liberace, yeah) I ride for my niggas It bothers me when the gods get to actin' like the broads Guess every team doesn't come complete with niggas like ours That's why I see no need to compete with niggas like y'all I just ask that when you see me you speak up, nigga, that's all Don't be duckin' like you never wanted nothin' It's feelin' like rap changed, it was a time it was rugged Back when if a nigga reached it was for the weapon Nowadays niggas reach just to sell they record Spaghetti bolognese in the Polo Lounge Me and my G from D.C., that's how I roll around Might look light, but we heavy though You think Drake will pull some shit like that? You never know Million-dollar meetings in a Polo Lounge Me and my man Oliver North, that's how I roll around Shawty wanna tell me secrets 'bout a rap nigga I tell that bitch it's more attractive when you hold it down Kobe 'bout to lose a hundred fifty Ms Kobe my nigga, I hate it had to be him Bitch, you wasn't with me shootin' in the gym (Huh! Bitch, you wasn't with me shootin' in the gym) Tell Lucian I said "fuck it," I'm tearin' holes in my budget Bag her like we in Publix, and take her ass out in public Ordered her the filet, told 'em, "Butterfly it, she'll love it." She used to soda and nuggets, she really just out here thuggin' I'm just hittin' my pinnacle, you and pussy identical You like the fuckin' finish line; we can't wait to run into you But let me get my mind off that Young rich motherfucker gettin' mine off rap, with my niggas (Huh!) I ride for my niggas, dawg I ride for my niggas (Maybach Music) I slide for my niggas, dawg (Dawg) I ride for my niggas Stay schemin', niggas tryna get at me, dawg I ride for my niggas From the hoopty coupe to that Ghost, dawg (Huh) Pigeons on the roof like Ghost Dog (Huh) Dwight Howard on the post, dawg (Huh) My niggas got the powder through the post, dawg (Huh) Watch the body tilt when you hit the head (Huh) Niggas lost mills tryna beat the feds (Huh) Ten grams off my last 250 now (Huh) Big-ass crib, 250 down, damn! Gave my nigga Max 7-5 (Huh) Then gave my nigga Penthouse another 30 (Huh) Fuck it, got me thinkin' like I'm 7-5 (Huh) Damn, nigga ain't even seen 30 Huh, I ride for my niggas, dawg I ride for my niggas (Maybach Music) I slide for my niggas, dawg (Dawg) I ride for my niggas Stay schemin', niggas tryna get at me, dawg I ride for my niggas Maybach Music

Say It Aint So

rock

Weezer

{}

Oh, yeah Alright Somebody's Heine Is crowding my icebox Somebody's cold one Is giving me chills Guess I'll just close my eyes Oh, yeah Alright Feels good Inside Flip on the telly Wrestle with Jimmy Somethin' is bubblin' Behind my back The bottle is ready to blow Say it ain't so Your drug is a heartbreaker Say it ain't so My love is a life taker I can't confront you I never could do That which might hurt you So try and be cool When I say "This way Is a water slide away from me that takes you further every day" So be cool Say it ain't so Your drug is a heartbreaker Say it ain't so My love is a life taker Dear daddy, I write you In spite of years of silence You've cleaned up, found Jesus Things are good, or so I hear This bottle of Stephen's Awakens ancient feelin's Like father, stepfather The son is drowning in the flood Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Say it ain't so Your drug is a heartbreaker Say it ain't so My love is a life taker

Imagine

rock

John Lennon

{}

Imagine there's no heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us, only sky Imagine all the people Living for today I Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too Imagine all the people Living life in peace You You may say I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will be as one Imagine no possessions I wonder if you can No need for greed or hunger A brotherhood of man Imagine all the people Sharing all the world You You may say I'm a dreamer But I'm not the only one I hope someday you'll join us And the world will live as one

Hands on the Wheel

rap

ScHoolboy Q

{"A\\$AP Rocky"}

Crush a bit, little bit, roll it up, take a hit Crush a bit, little bit, roll it up, take a hit Crush a bit, little bit, roll it up, take a hit Feeling lit, feeling light, 2 a.m., summer night Hands on the wheel, uhh, fuck that Hands on the wheel, uhh, fuck that Hands on the wheel, uhh, fuck that Hands on the wheel Life for me is just weed and brews See the hoes flock to you when your name is Q Am I over-faded? Hell yeah it's true Turn a beat on, ain't no limit to what I can do See this Top Dawg in heat, but I'ma fuck the world I'ma be on tunes 'til God re-furls You sat me down, I'm still tryna get higher You looked at me stupid when I twisted the fire Meanwhile my nigga drunk as fuck A nigga fucked up, we all fucked up You done fucked up, I brought more blunts Smoke back to up, you niggas know what's up Too damn high, can't stand myself I love drunk driving, man I'm something else Heat on my side, you're more than welcome to melt I'm 'bout to finish a pound, you're more welcome to help Weed and brews, weed and brews Life for me is just weed and brews Weed and brews, weed and brews Life for me is just weed and brews I fucked her once, then I could fuck her twice Yeah, you heard me right, I might fuck tonight I fucked her once, then I could fuck her twice Yeah, you heard me right, I might fuck tonight Hands on the wheel, uhh, fuck that Hands on the wheel, uhh, fuck that Hands on the wheel, uhh, fuck that Hands on the wheel Wait hold up, back in this mothafuckin' bitch once again It's the pretty mothafucka with a 40 ounce of brew My nigga Q and we drunker than a bitch We getting millis mothafucka, yeah, uh Nigga, weed and brews, unbelievable Got a freak or two, in my vehicle Got the purple drink, got the yellow drink Then we mix it up, call it Pikachu With a little bit of crack, little bit of dope Little bit of smoke, little coke, little weed, when they on them (pills) Little bit of E, little bit of shrooms Little bit of deuce, what it do, hands on the (wheels) And I keep the illest, trillest bitches while I'm swagging it (Crush a bit, little bit) that's my pursuit of happiness Weed and brews, weed and brews Life for me is just weed and brews Weed and brews, weed and brews Life for me is just weed and brews I fucked her once, then I could fuck her twice Yeah, you heard me right, I might fuck tonight I fucked her once, then I could fuck her twice Yeah, you heard me right, I might fuck tonight Hands on the wheel, uhh, fuck that Hands on the wheel, uhh, fuck that Hands on the wheel, uhh, fuck that Hands on the wheel If I fucked her once, then I could fuck her twice If I fucked her twice, I might change her life If I change her life, she might hit my weed We could have a some and we could round it off with three Her, Mary and me, I'll keep it strictly G My philosophy upon living right Nigga weed and brews, and head every night Hope the pussy nice, cause I'ma fight the bitch Beat it down and shit, I be clowning with Black Hippy crew, how swag am I Be the reason why, she wanna drown my dick But I soon realized, she was super dry No paper planes, the Vegas will fly Don't act surprised, too much Loc inside Let's get stupid high, to where I can't reply Love smoking dope, I won't compromise Weed and brews, weed and brews Life for me is just weed and brews Weed and brews, weed and brews Life for me is just weed and brews I fucked her once, then I could fuck her twice Yeah, you heard me right, I might fuck tonight I fucked her once, then I could fuck her twice Yeah, you heard me right, I might fuck tonight Yeah Bitch, gimme the disc

We Are Young

pop

fun.

{"Janelle Monáe",​fun.}

Give me a second I, I need to get my story straight My friends are in the bathroom Getting higher than the Empire State My lover, she's waiting for me just across the bar My seat's been taken by some sunglasses asking 'bout a scar And I know I gave it to you months ago I know you're trying to forget it But between the drinks and subtle things The holes in my apologies You know, I'm trying hard to take it back So if by the time the bar closes And you feel like falling down I'll carry you home Tonight We are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter Than the sun Tonight We are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter Than the sun Now I know that I'm not All that you got I guess that I, I just thought Maybe we could find new ways to fall apart But our friends are back So let's raise the glass 'Cause I found someone to carry me home Tonight We are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter Than the sun Tonight We are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter Than the sun Carry me home tonight Just carry me home tonight Carry me home tonight Just carry me home tonight The moon is on my side I have no reason to run So will someone come and carry me home tonight? The angels never arrived But I can hear the choir So will someone come and carry me home? Tonight We are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter Than the sun Tonight We are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter Than the sun So if by the time the bar closes And you feel like falling down I'll carry you home tonight

Time

rock

Pink Floyd

{}

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown Waiting for someone or something to show you the way Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today And then one day you find ten years have got behind you No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking Racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older Shorter of breath, and one day closer to death Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say Home, home again I like to be here when I can And when I come home cold and tired It's good to warm my bones beside the fire Far away across the field The tolling of the iron bell Calls the faithful to their knees To hear the softly spoken magic spells

Summertime Sadness

pop

Lana Del Rey

{}

Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness I just wanted you to know That, baby, you the best I got my red dress on tonight Dancin' in the dark in the pale moonlight Done my hair up real big, beauty queen style High heels off, I'm feelin' alive Oh, my God, I feel it in the air Telephone wires above are sizzlin' like a snare Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere Nothin' scares me anymore (One, two, three, four) Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness I just wanted you to know That, baby, you the best I got that summertime, summertime sadness Su-su-summertime, summertime sadness Got that summertime, summertime sadness Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh I'm feelin' electric tonight Cruisin' down the coast goin' 'bout 99 Got my bad baby by my heavenly side I know if I go, I'll die happy tonight Oh, my God, I feel it in the air Telephone wires above are sizzlin' like a snare Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere Nothin' scares me anymore (One, two, three, four) Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness I just wanted you to know That baby, you the best I got that summertime, summertime sadness Su-su-summertime, summertime sadness Got that summertime, summertime sadness Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Think I'll miss you forever Like the stars miss the sun in the mornin' sky Later's better than never Even if you're gone, I'm gonna drive (drive), drive I got that summertime, summertime sadness Su-su-summertime, summertime sadness Got that summertime, summertime sadness Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness I just wanted you to know That, baby, you the best I got that summertime, summertime sadness Su-su-summertime, summertime sadness Got that summertime, summertime sadness Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Comfortably Numb

rock

Pink Floyd

{}

Hello? (Hello, hello, hello) Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me Is there anyone home? Come on (Come on, come on), now I hear you're feeling down Well, I can ease your pain And get you on your feet again Relax (Relax, relax, relax) I'll need some information first Just the basic facts Can you show me where it hurts? There is no pain, you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying When I was a child, I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons Now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain, you would not understand This is not how I am I have become comfortably numb I have become comfortably numb Okay (Okay, okay, okay) Just a little pinprick There'll be no more But you may feel a little sick Can you stand up? (Stand up, stand up) I do believe it's working, good That'll keep you going through the show Come on, it's time to go There is no pain, you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse Out of the corner of my eye I turned to look, but it was gone I cannot put my finger on it now The child is grown, the dream is gone I have become comfortably numb

Cartoon Cereal

rap

Kendrick Lamar

{Gunplay}

I wanna hit line drives... Wanna lose weight and keep eating... For you... Hey, whats up doc? Now I was raised in a sandbox, next to you and her You was holding the handgun, she was giving birth To a baby boy to be just like you, I-I wonder what's that worth I-I wonder if you ever knew that you was a role model to me first The next day I-I woke up in the morning, seen you on the news Looked in the mirror, then realized that I-I-I had something to prove You told me, "Don't be like me, just finish watching cartoons" Which is funny now cause all I see is Wile E. Coyotes in the room And I run it (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) And I run it (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) And I run it (Yeah! Blow!) And I run it (Yeah! Blow!) That's ironic (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) Ironic (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) That's ironic (Y-Yeah! Blow!) Ironic (Yeah! Blow! Yeah!) Salt all in my wounds Hear my tears all in my tunes Let my life loose in this booth Just for you, mothafucka, hope y'all amused And I run it (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) And I run it (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) And I run it (Y-Yeah! Blow!) And I run it (Yeah! Blow!) That's ironic Liberation... Leader... Popular pie plant pictured here... Wile E. Coyote! Wile E. Coyote! This shit make a nigga just wanna write Reminisce when I had the morning appetite Apple Jacks and after that I hit the TV Guide Animaniac the only thing that gave me peace of mind I'm a maniac when aiming at the enemy that lied Tell a story that I'll never grow to 25 Not to worry, every warrior will come and see euphoria And that's a covenant I put on every tribe Ain't nobody gon' tie your shoe Nobody gon' abide by your rule Nobody holding your gun How come your tongue say, "killa" then kill my mood Light speed living in the world you know Little old me, feeling like a live wire Bet I put some new tires on a lightning bolt 'Til I wreck into a pole, like a right to vote I'm from the bottom of the jungle Living in the bottom of the food chain When you get a new chain, nigga take it from you A new name, want stripes, and you a zebra look-alike Hope another homicide don't numb you a nun do Things we will never learn soon In the era where we wanna earn soon That's a error, you can smell it in the air And everybody really doomed That's why I'm backdooring you motherfuckas All y'all can suck my dick All them days at the county building I'm 'bout to make my mama rich Cartoons and (Cereal!) I ain't felt this (Good since!) Scrooge McDuck (Here we go!), elementary hood shit Now I was raised in a sandbox, next to you and her You was holding the handgun, she was giving birth To a baby boy to be just like you, I wonder what's that worth I-I wonder if you ever knew that you was a role model to me first The next day I-I woke up in the morning, seen you on the news Looked in the mirror, then realized that I-I-I had something to prove You told me, "Don't be like me, just finish watching cartoons" Which is funny now cause all I see is Wile E. Coyotes in the room And I run it (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) And I run it (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) And I run it (Yeah! Blow!) And I run it (Yeah! Blow!) That's ironic (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) Ironic (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) That's ironic (Y-Yeah! Blow!) Ironic (Yeah! Blow! Yeah!) Salt all in my wounds Hear my tears all in my tunes Let my life loose in this booth Just for you, mothafucka, hope y'all amused And I run it (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) And I run it (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!) And I run it (Y-Yeah! Blow!) And I run it (Yeah! Blow!) That's ironic This shit make a nigga just wanna shit on everybody Even with a pot to piss in I'ma aim sloppy at a loud mouth, discharge Dismiss any business of yours Discounts never did amount to a check That ya ass couldn't cash when the shit bounce Everything dismounts, niggas gon' flip that car AKs for the whole hood House lick went down perfect Two shots to the head he deserved it I overheard it hit my bed with a bowl and remote control Dark Wing Duck lost service Mama said I'd better duck, she's nervous Drama all up in the cut, hit the curtains I mean don't intervene with no gun machine This block stay jerking, the feds stay lurkin' Emerging on everbody corner (Dash for it) Get a toe tag when you play tag With a task of a new (Task force) Everybody wanna know my life How did I make it (Past yours) Well let me tell you like this I've been running this shit since I (Asked for) Cartoons and cereal Now I was raised in a sandbox, next to you and her You was holding the handgun, she was giving birth To a baby boy to be just like you, I wonder what's that worth I-I wonder if you ever knew that you was a role model to me first The next day I-I woke up in the morning, seen you on the news Looked in the mirror, then realized that I-I-I had something to prove You told me, "Don't be like me, just finish watching cartoons" Which is funny now cause all I see is Wile E. Coyotes in the room And I run it Salt all in my wounds Hear my tears all in my tunes Let my life loose in this booth, just for you Muhfucka, hope y'all amused! I did wrong, karma came Crackers gave me ball and chain Friends, enemies all the same State, fed, both can hang Nobody can't mute me But I never said nobody can't shoot me Just another stat to the white folks Still whip work to the white yolk, absolutely! Everyday feel like the one before Hunt the money, don't hunt the ho If you do what you always done Then you get what you always got You dumb buffoons! I ain't seen the back of my eyelids For about the past 72 hours Hand on my heart, face to the hood I pledge every word you ever heard was honest Yeah, this me, no mic No cameras, no lights, just pain Mama, how much trauma can I sustain? Dirty money come with lots of stains Road to riches come with lots of lanes Just another player with lots of game Never had shit, got lots to gain... Just another player with lots of game Never had shit, got lots to gain (To be continued)

Somebody That I Used to Know

pop

Gotye

{Kimbra}

Now and then I think of when we were together Like when you said you felt so happy you could die I told myself that you were right for me But felt so lonely in your company But that was love, and it's an ache I still remember You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness Like resignation to the end, always the end So when we found that we could not make sense Well, you said that we would still be friends But I'll admit that I was glad it was over But you didn't have to cut me off Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing And I don't even need your love But you treat me like a stranger, and that feels so rough No, you didn't have to stoop so low Have your friends collect your records and then change your number I guess that I don't need that though Now you're just somebody that I used to know Now you're just somebody that I used to know Now you're just somebody that I used to know Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over But had me believing it was always something that I'd done But I don't wanna live that way Reading into every word you say You said that you could let it go And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know But you didn't have to cut me off Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing (Ahhh) And I don't even need your love (Oooh) But you treat me like a stranger, and that feels so rough (Ahhh) No, you didn't have to stoop so low (Oooh) Have your friends collect your records and then change your number (Ahhh) I guess that I don't need that though (Oooh) Now you're just somebody that I used to know Somebody (I used to know) Somebody (Now you're just somebody that I used to know) Somebody (I used to know) Somebody (Now you're just somebody that I used to know) (I used to know) (That I used to know) (I used to know) Somebody

We Belong Together

pop

Mariah Carey

{}

Sweet love, yeah I didn't mean it when I said I didn't love you so I shoulda held on tight, I never shoulda let you go I didn't know nothing, I was stupid, I was foolish I was lying to myself I couldn't have fathomed I would ever be without your love Never imagined I'd be sitting here beside myself Guess I didn't know you, guess I didn't know me But I thought I knew everything I never felt The feeling that I'm feeling now that I don't hear your voice Or have your touch and kiss your lips 'cause I don't have a choice Oh, what I wouldn't give to have you lying by my side Right here, 'cause, baby (We belong together) When you left, I lost a part of me (Together) It's still so hard to believe Come back, baby, please (Come back, come back, come back, come back) 'Cause we belong together Who else am I gonna lean on when times get rough? (Who else) Who's gonna talk to me on the phone 'til the sun comes up? (Who else) Who's gonna take your place? There ain't nobody better (Who else) Oh, baby, baby, we belong together I can't sleep at night, when you are on my mind Bobby Womack's on the radio Singing to me, "If you think you're lonely now" Wait a minute, this is too deep (Too deep) I gotta change the station So I turn the dial, tryin' to catch a break And then I hear Babyface, "I only think of you" And it's breaking my heart I'm tryna keep it together, but I'm falling apart I'm feelin' all out of my element Throwin' things, cryin' Tryin' to figure out where the hell I went wrong The pain reflected in this song Ain't even half of what I'm feeling inside I need you, need you back in my life, baby (My life, my life) (We belong together) When you left, I lost a part of me (Together) It's still so hard to believe Come back, baby, please (Come back, come back, come back, come back) 'Cause we belong together Who else am I gonna lean on when times get rough? (Who will?) Who's gonna talk to me on the phone 'til the sun comes up? (Who will?) Who's gonna take your place? There ain't nobody better (Who will?) Oh, baby, baby, we belong together, baby (We belong together) (Who will?) When you left, I lost a part of me (Who will?) It's still so hard to believe (Who will?) Come back, baby, please (Come back, come back, come back, come back) 'Cause we belong together Who am I gonna lean on when times get rough? (Who will?) Who's gonna talk to me 'til the sun comes up? (Who will?) Who's gonna take your place? There ain't nobody better (Who will?) Oh, baby, baby, we belong together (Who will? Who will? Who will?) We belong together

Some Nights

rock

fun.

{​fun.}

Some nights, I stay up cashing in my bad luck Some nights, I call it a draw Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off But I still wake up, I still see your ghost Oh, Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for, oh (Oh-ooh-woah) What do I stand for? (Oh-ooh-woah) What do I stand for? Most nights, I don't know anymore Oh-woah, oh-ooh-woah-oh Oh-ooh-woah-oh, oh-oh Oh-woah, oh-ooh-woah-oh Oh-ooh-woah-oh, oh-oh This is it, boys, this is war (Oh-woah, oh-ooh-woah-oh) What are we waiting for? (Oh-ooh-woah-oh, oh-oh) Why don't we break the rules already? I was never one to believe the hype (Oh-woah, oh-ooh-woah-oh) Save that for the black and white (Oh-ooh-woah-oh, oh-oh) Try twice as hard, and I'm half as liked But here they come again to jack my style And that's alright (That's alright) I found a martyr in my bed tonight She stops my bones from wondering Just who I, who, I, who I am Oh, who am I? Mmm, mmm Well, some nights, I wish that this all would end 'Cause I could use some friends for a change And some nights, I'm scared you'll forget me again Some nights, I always win (I always win) But I still wake up, I still see your ghost Oh Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for, oh (Oh-ooh-woah-oh) What do I stand for? (Oh-ooh-woah-oh) What do I stand for? Most nights, I don't know (Oh, come on) So this is it? I sold my soul for this? Washed my hands of that for this? I miss my mom and dad for this? (Oh, come on) No, when I see stars, when I s- When I see stars, that's all they are When I hear songs, they sound like a swan So come on, oh, come on, oh, come on Oh, come on Well, that is it, guys, that is all (Oh-woah, oh-ooh-woah-oh) Five minutes in, and I'm bored again (Oh-ooh-woah-oh, oh-oh) Ten years of this, I'm not sure if anybody understands This one is not for the folks at home (Oh-woah, oh-ooh-woah-oh) Sorry to leave, Mom, I had to go (Oh-ooh-woah-oh, oh-oh) Who the fuck wants to die alone All dried up in the desert sun? My heart is breaking for my sister And the con that she called "love" And then I look into my nephew's eyes Man, you wouldn't believe The most amazing things That can come from Some terrible nights Oh-woah, oh-ooh-woah-oh Oh-ooh-woah-oh, oh-oh Oh-woah, oh-ooh-woah-oh Oh-ooh-woah-oh, oh-oh The other night, you wouldn't believe The dream I just had about you and me I'd called you up, but we both agreed It's for the best you didn't listen It's for the best we gave our distance, oh For the best, you didn't listen It's for the best we get our distance, oh

Survival Tactics

rap

Joey Bada$$

{"Joey Bada\\$\\$","Capital STEEZ"}

Niggas don't want war, I'm a martian with an army of Spartans Sparring with a knife in a missile fight Get your intel right, your intelligence is irrelevant But it's definite, I spit more than speech impediments Brooklyn's the residence, the best and it's evident We got 'em niggas P.E. nuts, like they elephants Throw 'em in a trunk if they hate, though We don't give a fuck as long as we collect our pay, so Y'all collect pesos, your money ain't right here I got them girls next to the wood like they Lightyear, I'm right chea Tryna get a buzz, tryna pollinate STEEZ got that presidential shit, time to inaugurate My P.E. conglomerates, 'bout to P-E-E on any wanna-B-E, weak MC Air 'em out or leave 'em empty, congratulate the semi-auto Fire flame spitter like komodo No time for fake people, they be Simmin' like Kimora I'm the empor-ah in search of Theodora My heart go, "ba-boom, ba-boom, ba-boom-boom" It's panic like Dora when shots blast See I was raised that way, I'm from the place where they raised that 'K Like every day in every way, and everywhere you go just ain't safe The only thing that I can say to you is, "Pray" 'Cause when niggas start equippin', and throw the clip in Your blood drippin', and catch you slippin' Another victim, don't know what's hit them-through his spinal Just another man who defeated by survival That's your biggest rival, in your whole life These bars you can't handle, you better hold tight They sayin' I'm the best, I'm like, "You're so right" Still ain't got enough shine to last the whole night, nigga Yo, fuck the police, nigga Fuck every ass-corrupt politician on Wall Street P.E., public enemy, assassinate us, bitch! Fuck that! Fuck everything, son Fuck government, fuck listenin' and shit You want fuckin' energy? Dickheads It's like 6 milli' ways to die, my nigga, choose one Doomsday comin', start investin' in a few guns New gats, booby traps, and bazooka straps Better play your cards right, no booster packs Everybody claim they used to rap But these ain't even punchlines no more, I'm abusing tracks Leaving instrumentals blue and black I'm in Marty McFly mode, so tell 'em that the future's back Riding on hoverboards, wiping out motherboards Start spitting fire, 'cause my motherfuckin' lung is scorched King Arthur when he swung his sword A king author, I ain't even use a pen in like a month or four I had a hard time writing lyrics Now I'm way over heads, science fiction You can try and get it, I been the flyest with it Wouldn't mind a feign of interest for your finest interest They say hard work pays off Well tell the Based God don't quit his day job 'Cause P.E.'s about to take off With protons and electrons, homie, that's an A-bomb Ugh, fuckin' ridiculous Finger to the president screamin', "Fuck censorship!" If Obama got that president election Then them P.E. boys 'bout to make an intervention Fuck what I once said, I want the bloodshed 'Cause nowadays for respect, you gotta pump lead I guess Columbine was listenin' to Chaka Khan And Pokémon wasn't gettin' recognized at Comic-Con It's like we've been content with losin' And half our students fallen victim to the institution Jobs are scarce since the Scientific Revolution And little kids are shootin' Uzis 'cause it's given to 'em Little weapon, code name: Smith and Wesson And you'll be quick to catch a bullet like an interception If your man's tryna disrespect it Send a message and it's over in a millisecond, nigga

Over the Rainbow

pop

Judy Garland

{}

Somewhere over the rainbow Way up high There's a land that I heard of Once in a lullaby Somewhere over the rainbow Skies are blue And the dreams that you dare to dream Really do come true Someday I'll wish upon a star And wake up where the clouds are far Behind me Where troubles melt like lemon drops Away above the chimney tops That's where you'll find me Somewhere over the rainbow Bluebirds fly Birds fly over the rainbow Why, then, oh, why can't I? If happy little bluebirds fly Beyond the rainbow Why, oh, why can't I?

Oldie

rap

Odd Future

{}

Yo, shout out to everybody that worked on the album, you feel me, son? Yo, shouts out to Ty Dollas Shouts out to Hodgy Daddies, shouts out to Left Brizzle Shouts out to Domyen, shouts out to Frankie Ocean Shouts out to Syd the Dude Shouts out to L-Boy, awwwwk I told you The big-eared bandit is tossin' all his manners In a bag and wrappin' them in Saran wrap bandages Tossin' 'em in baskets with the rest of those sandwiches So when he says, "Catch up, nigga," it looks like an accident Um, flowing like my pad is the maxiest My bitch white and black like she's been mimicking a panda It's the dark-skinned nigga, kissing bitches in Canada Then kicking all out like Mr. Lawrence did Pamela Put her in the chamber all against her Wilt Chamberlain I never had a reason, nigga, I was just Ableton Not a fucking Logic-contradicting dickhead (Not a Logic) Flyer than an ostrich moshing in a tar pit Semen-scented cheetah printed tee In that 'Preme five-panel, I'll repeat it for the season (Hahaha) Previous items in the present With the normal-ass past like I cheated on my team It's me (Tried to get that nigga, but, Golf Wang see, he did come back, though) To have some type of knowledge that is one perception But knowin' you own your opponent is a defeatin' bonus I'm Zeus to a Kronos, cartilage cartridge is boneless Smiles of cowards in lead showers, dead spouses in red blouses Children who fled houses on Mustang horses and went joustin' I'm on my Robin Hood shit, robbing in the hood Whips, drugs, jewels and your pet, I'm stealin' your rims Coke diamonds and your Vette, soldiers lace the fuckin' boot And salute like the troop, when they shoot, you gon' brrrooop It's KILLHodgy, nigga, stay the fuck off my stoop And out my Kool-Aid, Juice What's up, bitch? Hodgy got the juice, I got the gin Jasper got the Henny, my nigga, we get it in Wolf Gang party at the hotel I call a ho, you call a ho, and all the hoes tell You know Left Brain need a freak (Yeah) I need a bitch to go down like a Nitty beat Yup, uh, and her ass fat Don't be surprised if I ask where the hash at Nigga, I'm tryna smoke, bitch, get higher (What up, what up, what's up, smoke) Domo, where that Flocka Flame? Talking 'bout a lighter Still bang salute me or just shoot me 'Cause if you don't salute me then my team will do the shooting Yeah, my nigga Ace will pull the black jack The king Mike G is in the cut with the black mac We like the mafia, bitch, don't get to slacking up And if these haters acting up, throw 'em in the aqueduct Free my nigga Earl, yo, I don't really ask for much But two bad bitches in front of me cunnilingus (We out here) What the fuck is caution? Often I leave 'em flossing in KAWS, exes next to coffins Lost in translation, the dreams you chase Got you diving for the plates like you stealing home base That's great, I'm home alone dreaming of two on ones With Rihanna and Christina Milian, bring it on And Travis is in the closet organizing and hanging the tramp Three lettermans that Ace has been making him No strays while we catching matinees, huh? I'm getting blazed thinking 'bout those days I had the top off the GT3 like toupees One finger in the air, all's fair when crime pays My grand scheme of things is to be attached To the game like bitches to their wedding rings And you don't even need to look 'cause we gleam obscene In the light, ride slow to my yellow diamond shining Like the Batman logo over Gotham, rock LA to Harlem If you say, "Get 'em, Mike G," then I got 'em One man squadron, nigga, I'm a problem From Briggs, I got bars and plans to Pimp these Polish bitches into pop stars Humanity kills, we all suffer from insanity still And if I said it then it is or it's gonna be real OF 'til I OD and I probably will, uh It's still Mr. Smoke-a-Lotta-Pot, get your baby mommy popped With my other snobby bop, do I love her? Probably not Know your shit is not as hot as anything I fuckin' drop Bitch, I'm in the zone, stand alone, like Macaulay Culk I've been runnin' blocks since a snotty tot Big wheel was a big deal with the water Glocks Now I'm all grown, same song, just a different waltz Fire what I talk, but still cooler than an Otter Pop Op, Dom next shit in your wish list Mad sick shit, mad dick for your bitches On some slick shit, your mistress on my hit list And I'm lifted 'til I'm stiff outta this bitch Odd in your motherfuckin' area (Motherfuckin' area) Blood clots give me five feet 'fore I bury ya ('Fore I bury ya) Suicide flow, let the big wave carry ya (Suicide flow, let the big wave carry ya) Tyler got the mask like he held Jim Carrey up And fuck your team, ho, nigga, wassup? (Wassup?) Wolf Gang so you know we not givin' no fucks You know me dog, I'm a chill in the cut So I can cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up Get me a Persian rug where the center looks like Galaga Right, right Rent a supercar for a day Drive around with your friends, smoke a gram of that haze Bro, easy on the ounce, that's a lot for a day But just enough for a week, my nigga, what can I say? I'm high and I'm bi, wait, I mean I'm straight I'ma get you this wine, the runner just brought the grapes My brother give it some time, Morris, and Day Course you know the vibe's just as fly as the rhymes On the song, cut and you could sample the feel Headphone bleed, make this shit sound real Used to work the grill, fat burger and fries Then I made a mil' and them psychics was liars Now, how many fucking crystal balls can I buy and own? Humble old me had to flex for the folks Down in Muscle Beach pumping iron and bone Bumping oldies off my cellular phone Yeah, bumping oldies off my cellular phone Bumping oldies off my cellular phone Goddammit! Rapping is stupid and it's hard Gotta do it over and over and over again but here it go Hey, it's Jasper, not even a rapper Only on this beat to make my racks grow faster Got a TV show, so I guess I'm an actor Pothead, half-baked, lookin' like Chappelle Rollin' up a blunt with that fire from hell (Woo) Still ignorant, still hit a bitch (Wow) Wolf Gang, nigga, so I still don't give a shit (Woo) Catch me in the back with Miley's on my lap (Shit) Bong rips as I feel on that little bitch cat (Cat) Hah, nigga came through with a 9-bar real quick Just for the bitches, little bit of money in my pocket Fuck it, Wolf Gang Yeah, fuck that Look, for contrast, here's a pair of lips Swallowin' sarapin, settin' fire to sheriff's whips (Whoops, whoops!) Fuckin' All-American terrorist Crushin' rapper larynx to feed 'em a fuckin' carrot stick And me? I just spent a year Ferrisin' And lost a little sanity to show you what hysterics is Spit 'til the lips meet the bottom of a barrel, so that sterile piss Flow remind these niggas where embarrassed is Narrow, tight line, might impair him since I made it back to Fahrenheit, grimey get dinero type Feral, fuckin' ill-apparel-wearin' pack of parasites Threw his own youth off the roof after paradise La di da di, back in here to fuck the party up Raidin' fridges, tippin' over vases with a tommy gun Never dollars, poppa make it rain hockey pucks And sixty-day chips from fuckin' awesome anonymous Call him bloated 'til he show 'em that the flow deluxe Off the wall loafers, Four Loko in a cobra clutch Vocals bold and rough, evoke a ho to pose as drum And let me hit and beat it with a stick until the hole is numb The culprit of the potent punch Scoldin' hot as dunkin' scrotum in a Folgers cup Or Nevada, drivin' drunk inside a stolen truck And shittin' like his colon bust Belly full of chicken and a fifth of old petroleum Supernova, I'm rollin' over the novices And roamin' through the forest and spittin' cold as his porridge is Stay gold 'til the case closed and the story end Post mortem porkin' this rap shit and record it To escort it to the morgue again, lord of lips Bored of this, forklift the tippy top, best under 40 list Stormin' the gate, ensurin' the bass Scorchin', leave these motherfuckers sore in torso and face (Ugh) Get at me, we savages, half a pack of Apache Indian pack of niggas who don't give a fuck if we nasty as flatulence As a matter of fact, your swagger is tacky So see me, you can't, like Crunchy Black catchin' a taxi Uh, back like lateral passin' With that motherfuckin' gladiator manner of rappin' As an addict, I let Percocet and Xannies relax me Fall back if your paddies is Maxi, please OF, shit, that's all I got From my bigger brother Frankie to my little brother Tac From that father figure Clancy to that skatey nigga Nak Shreddin' down 'Fax, Wolf Gang run the fuckin' block Storefront, knee tat Book cover is the same lettering on lettermans and cotton socks And grip tape... and my shoes Um, I was fifteen when I first drew that donut Five years later, for our label, yeah, we own it I started an empire, I ain't even old enough To drink a fucking beer, I'm tipsy off this soda pop This is for the niggers in the suburbs And the white kids with nigga friends that say the n-word And the ones who got called weird, fag, bitch, nerd 'Cause you was into jazz, kitty cats and Steven Spielberg They say we ain't actin' right Always try to turn our fuckin' color into black and white But they'll never change 'em, never understand 'em Radical's my anthem, turn my fuckin' amps up So instead of critiquing and bitchin', bein' mad as fuck Just admit, not only are we talented, we're rad as fuck, bitches OFM, banging on your FM Gnaw, 2011, yeah Golf Wang

Beez In The Trap

rap

Nicki Minaj

{"2 Chainz"}

Yo Man Man Uh Bitches ain't shit and they ain't sayin' nothing A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap Bitches ain't shit and they ain't sayin' nothing A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap Uh, man, I been did that, man, I been popped off And if she ain't tryin' to give it up, she get dropped off Let me bust that U-ie, bitch, bust that open Might spend a couple thou' just to bust that open Rip it off, no joking, like your name Hulk Hogan Niggas move weight in the South, but live in Hoboken Bitch, I spit that crack, like I'm in that trap So if you need a hit, then I'm with that bat (Bow!) Bitches ain't shit and they ain't sayin' nothing A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap Bitches ain't shit and they ain't sayin' nothing A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing (Tru!) I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap (Yeah) I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap (2 Chainz!) Okay, now, Nicki, Nicki, Nicki, put it in your kidney Got a new LS 450, ain't no keys in this doohickey If I weren't rapping, I'd be trapping If I weren't trapping, I'd be pimping If I weren't pimping, I'd be getting it, period I don't smoke no Bobby, but my denim be from Ricky (Ricky) Got your girl on Molly, and we smokin' loud and drinkin' (Drinkin') Got my top back so you can see what I been thinkin' (Thinkin') I-If you know me then you know I've been thinking Franklin (Franklin) Money (Money), thousands (Thousands) True Religion trousers (Tell 'em!) Got a private home, started from them public houses (Damn) Hair weave killer (Killer), causing her arousal (Tru) Audi A8, told them "outtie 5000," uh! Bitches ain't shit and they ain't sayin' nothing A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap Bitches ain't shit and they ain't sayin' nothing A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap Damn, damn, what they say about me? I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch I don't know man, I'm shittin' on your whole life Damn, damn, what they say about me? I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch I don't know man, I'm shittin' on your whole life Bitches ain't shit and they ain't sayin' nothing A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap Man, I'm out in Texas, man, I'm out in A-town Then I'm up in Chi-town or Miami shuttin' it down It's that New Orleans, it's LA or The Bay It's New York, Philly, and the whole DMV I'm a Detroit player, man, it's North-South Cack Ohio, Pittsburgh, got St. Louis on deck It's Delaware, Connecticut, it's New Jersey got hella bricks It's Queens, Brooklyn, and yeah, they wildin' Bronx, Harlem, and Staten Island Bitches ain't shit and they ain't sayin' nothing A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap Damn, damn, what they say about me? I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch I don't know man, I'm shittin' on your whole life Damn, damn, what they say about me? I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch I don't know man, I'm shittin' on your whole life

The Recipe

rap

Kendrick Lamar

{"Dr. Dre"}

(Smokin' weed with you 'Cause you've taught me to Smokin' weed with you 'Cause you've taught me to) Every morning when I wake up, uh Money on my mind, good time to get caked up, uh Sunshine coming through my blinds, I'm living, but Really though, it's never enough, ten million, that's a must Living in California, everybody wanna visit for Women, weed and weather They come for women, weed and weather For the women, weed and weather From all around the world for the women, weed and weather These niggas'll kill for that, put it in your grill for that Still everybody gotta build for that, me? I make mills off that How the fuck y'all can't see I ride, when I drive Down the block and you look outside H-A-T-E in your eyes, I enter big money for the enterprise It's a beautiful day, I guess, for a bitch to roll with Andre, I guess Roll it up, baby, come and lift that dress Then roll it up for me when I'm stressed You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York Texas, I be screwed up, Chi-Town, I be really pimpin' But nothing like my hometown, I'm forever livin' Women, weed and weather They come for women, weed and weather For the women, weed and weather From all around the world for the women, weed and weather Got that women, weed and weather Don't it sound clever? Come and play Wh-what more can I say? W-welcome to LA Uhh, my nigga said he wanna fly out to get him some Three W's only for a three-day run, bitch Take them mothafuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes "Ribbon In The Sky" on the radio 'cause Stevie know I control Let it breathe, I control, California living 'til I am old You want to be on to peak on the charts So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts She in the coupe, she in the Neon 'Cause she on the BS before we can start Fuck with a nigga, ride with a nigga Let 'em know I'm priority, order me Hennessy and, for my niggas, OG Killa Call it Jason Voorhees, boy, he's on his job Boy, he sure be having the marks on they mark Pretty bitches and tire marks, let 'em inhale them pipe exhausts Let 'em reveal how much it cost for this life, controlling my price? No way, hell no, uh-uh If I'm wrong, I don't wanna be right We want to be on to peak on the charts So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts Women, weed, weather, it's not my fault That it's 82 degrees and my top peeled off You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York Texas, I be screwed up, Chi-Town, I be really pimpin' But nothing like my hometown, I'm forever livin' Women, weed and weather They come for women, weed and weather For the women, weed and weather From all around the world for the women, weed and weather Got that women, weed and weather Don't it sound clever? Come and play Wh-what more can I say? W-welcome to LA Known for that homegrown where I come from Smoke one, palm trees, double D's got 'em topless in the sun I shall proceed, that's me, mothafuck your opinion Huh, how many ways am I killing 'em? Shit, right around a billion We on it, that mean we living for the moment That mean she'll fuck 'til the morning, time and I got time And I know that I'm in a position of controlling Anything out by that ocean I'm a boss, I'll buy that ocean, ain't nobody fucking with this They want that shit, they often fiend I give it to 'em, but in between My time, I gotta tie shoestrings Life's a trip when you want these things I often slip and then I lean Toward three W's in life You know blow job need an application Eating pussy make appetite And yeah, my type, I like 'em brown Just like my drink, the fuck you think? I don't fuck with no hand-me-downs See if you fuck, then it's after me You know how much I'ma make it work? You know her dress livin' in her purse When you discuss your love for lust Just make sure you visit here first: Cali You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York Texas, I be screwed up, Chi-Town, I be really pimpin' But nothing like my hometown, I'm forever livin' Women, weed and weather They come for women, weed and weather For the women, weed and weather From all around the world for the women, weed and weather Got that women, weed and weather Don't it sound clever? Come and play Wh-what more can I say? W-welcome to LA (Smokin' weed with you In the leaves, in the fall I smoke with you 'Cause you've taught me to Smokin' weed with you In the leaves, in the fall I smoke with you 'Cause you've taught me to Smokin' weed with you 'Cause you've taught me to Smokin' weed with you 'Cause you've taught me to Smokin' weed with you 'Cause you've taught me to Smokin' weed with you 'Cause you've taught me to Smokin' weed with you 'Cause you've taught me to Smokin' weed with you 'Cause you've taught me to Smokin' weed with you)

Cold

rap

Kanye West & DJ Khaled

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Uhh, can the headphones go louder? Kanye West! Yup, Swag King Cole, yup DJ Khaled! Can't a young nigga get money any more? Tell PETA my mink is dragging on the floor Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws Come to meet me without no drawers? Dinner with Anna Wintour, racing with Anja Rubik I told you motherfuckers it was more than the music In the projects one day, to Project Runway We done heard all that loud-ass talking, we're used to it I'm from where shorties fucked up, double-cupped up Might even kill somebody and YouTube it To whoever think their words affect me is too stupid And if you can do it better than me, then you do it! We flyer than a parakeet, floatin' with no parachute Six thousand dollar pair of shoes, we made it to the Paris news! Don't talk about style cause I embarrass you Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrass you Can't a young nigga get money any more? Tell PETA my mink is dragging on the floor Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws Come to meet me without no drawers? And the whole industry want to fuck your old chick Only nigga I got respect for is Wiz And I'll admit, I had fell in love with Kim Around the same time she had fell in love with him Well that's cool, baby girl, do ya thang Lucky I ain't had Jay drop him from the team La Familia, Roc Nation We in the building, we still keep it basement Flyer than a parakeet, floatin' with no parachute Six thousand dollar pair of shoes, I made it to the Paris news Don't talk about style cause I'll embarrass you Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrass you G.O.O.D. Music, we fresh, we fresh Anything else, we detest, detest Bitch-ass niggas got ass and breasts All that said, let me ask this quest' Can't a young nigga get money any more? Tell PETA my mink is dragging on the floor Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws Come to meet me without Don't talk to me 'bout style, nigga, I'll mothafuckin' embarrass you Talking 'bout clothes, I'll mothafuckin' embarrass you Hollering 'bout some hoes, I'll mothafuckin' embarrass you Way too cold, I promise you'll need some Theraflu (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) Get the Theraflu (Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh) Get the Theraflu (Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh) (Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh) Get the Theraflu This Chicago, nigga South Side, we in this bitch East Side crazy, blow that loud Low End, 39th, The Ickes 47th Street, Garfield Park, 79th Stony Island, K-Town, Wild 100's This Chi-Town, Dro City, The Village Harvey World, O Block, 64th and Normal 64th and King Drive, what up? 83rd, Cottage Grove, the Gardens This Chicago nigga! The Dearborns, 55th, Cabrini-Green Terror Town, West Side, Pocket Town This Chicago! Halsted to the Ida B. Wells New York City, Atlanta, London Town Chiraq Drillinoise This DJ Pharris, fuck around and get embarrassed

Mercy

rap

Kanye West

{"Big Sean","Pusha T","2 Chainz"}

Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' and a gnashin' of teeth It is a weepin' and a moanin' and a gnashin' of teeth It is a-when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound Believe, believe O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Believe) O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo With your girl, she tryna jerk me O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve) Your chick, she so thirsty (Swerve) I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Woah, believe) O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty (Boy) I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (Boy) With your girl, she tryna jerk me Okay, drop it to the floor, make that ass shake (Shake, shake) Woah, make the ground move: that's an ass quake Built a house up on that ass: that's an ass-state Roll-roll-roll my weed on it: that's an ass tray Say, Ye, say, Ye, don't we do this every day-day? (Huh?) I work them long nights, long nights to get a payday (Huh?) Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay And niggas still hatin' So much hate, I need a AK (AK) Now we out in Paris, yeah, I'm Perrierin' White girls politickin': that's that Sarah Palin Get-get-get-get-get-gettin' hot, Californicatin' I give her that D, 'cause that's where I was born and raised in O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve) Your chick, she so thirsty (Swerve) I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (Swerve) With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Swerve, believe) O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve) Your chick, she so thirsty (Swerve) I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (Swerve) With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Swerve) Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' (Swerve) And a gnashin' of teeth (Swerve) It is a weepin' and a mournin' (Swerve) And a gnashin' of teeth (Swerve) It is a-when it comes to my sound (Swerve) Which is the champion sound (Swerve) Believe, believe (Swerve) Believe, believe (Swerve) Yuugh! It's prime time, my top back, this pimp game, ho I'm red leather, this cocaine, I'm Rick James, ho I'm bill-droppin', Ms. Pac-Man, this pill-poppin' ass ho I'm poppin' too, these blue dolphins need two coffins All she want is some heel money All she need is some bill money He take his time, he counts it out I weighs it up, that's real money Check the neck, check the wrist Them heads turnin': that's exorcist My Audemars like Mardi Gras That's Swiss time, and that's excellence Two-door preference Roof gone, George Jefferson That white frost on that pound cake So your Duncan Hines is irrelevant, woo Lambo Murciélago She go wherever I go Wherever we go, we do it pronto, it's like- O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve) Your chick, she so thirsty (Swerve) I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (Swerve) With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Swerve, believe) O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve) Your chick, she so thirsty (Swerve) I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (Swerve) With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Swerve) Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' (Swerve) And a gnashin' of teeth (Swerve) It is a weepin' and a mournin' (Swerve) And a gnashin' of teeth (Swerve) It is a-when it comes to my sound (Swerve) Which is the champion sound (Swerve) Believe, believe (Swerve) Believe (Swerve) Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' And a gnashin' of teeth in the dancehall And who no have teeth gwan rub pon dem gums Cuh when time it comes to my sound Which is the champion sound The bugle has blown fi many times And it still have one more time left Cuh the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder Let the suicide doors up I threw suicides on the tour bus I threw suicides on the private jet You know what that mean, I'm fly to death I step in Def Jam buildin' like I'm the shit Tell 'em gimme fifty million or I'ma quit Most rappers' taste level ain't at my waist level Turn up the bass 'til it's up-in-yo-face level Don't do no press but I get the most press, kid Plus, yo, my bitch make your bitch look like Precious Somethin' 'bout Mary, she gone off that molly Now the whole party is melting like Dalí Now everybody is movin' they body Don't sell me apartment, I'll move in the lobby (Yah) Niggas is loiterin' just to feel important You gon' see lawyers and niggas in Jordans (2 Chainz) Okay, now catch up to my campaign Coupe the color of mayonnaise I'm drunk and high at the same time Drinkin' champagne on the airplane (Tell 'em) Spit rounds like a gun range (Baow) Beat it up like Rampage Hundred bands, cut your girl Now your girl need a Band-Aid (Damn) Grade A, A1 Chain the color of Akon Black diamonds, backpack rhymin' Co-signed by Louis Vuitton (Yep) Horsepower, horsepower All this Polo on, I got horsepower Pound of this cost four thousand Now I make it rain, she want more showers Rain (Rain) pourin' (Pourin') All my cars is foreign (Foreign) All my broads is foreign (Foreign) Money tall like Jordan O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve) Your chick, she so thirsty (Swerve) I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (Swerve) With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Swerve) O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve) Your chick, she so thirsty (Swerve) I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (Swerve, believe) With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Swerve, believe) Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' (Swerve) And a gnashin' of teeth (Swerve) It is a weepin' and a moanin' (Swerve) And a gnashin' of teeth (Swerve) It is a-when it comes to my sound (Swerve) Which is the champion sound (Swerve) Believe, believe (Swerve) Believe, believe (Swerve) Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' and a gnashin' of teeth It is a weepin' and a moanin' and a gnashin' of teeth It is a-when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound Believe, believe, believe, believe

Born in the U.S.A.

rock

Bruce Springsteen

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Born down in a dead man's town The first kick I took was when I hit the ground You end up like a dog that's been beat too much 'Til you spend half your life just coverin' up Born in the U.S.A I was born in the U.S.A I was born in the U.S.A Born in the U.S.A Got in a little hometown jam So they put a rifle in my hand Sent me off to a foreign land To go and kill the yellow man Born in the U.S.A I was born in the U.S.A I was born in the U.S.A I was born in the U.S.A Come back home to the refinery Hiring man says, "Son if it was up to me" Went down to see my V.A. man He said, "Son, don't you understand" I had a brother at Khe Sanh Fighting off the Viet Cong They're still there, he's all gone He had a woman he loved in Saigon I got a picture of him in her arms now Down in the shadow of the penitentiary Out by the gas fires of the refinery I'm ten years burning down the road Nowhere to run ain't got nowhere to go Born in the U.S.A I was born in the U.S.A. now Born in the U.S.A I'm a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A. now Born in the U.S.A Born in the U.S.A Born in the U.S.A I'm a cool rockin' Daddy in the U.S.A. now