Brate si piept – Nosfe feat. Gojira & Planet H versuri

Versuri Nosfe – Brate si piept

Stiu o gramada de baieti din cartier,
Care au bratu’, capu’, si inima de fier,
Care ar-fi vrut sa plece pana mai ieri,
Da-n fiecare zi stau si trag la brate si piept,
Jaf Mahal, cand ii prinzi p-astia in asa hal,
Dau pe dropu’ asta si umplem o hala,
Mai umple-mi o halba, pune-i pe f**d shot-u’,
Tequilla, tequilla, vezi ca fac bratu’ cat capu’,
Sari-ti-ar lamaia, e perfect,
Fac brate si piept.

Brate si piept. (x4)

Un Cuba, doua Cuba, sapte Cuba, bate cuba,
Vreau sa fac cu barmanita asta, alcoolsutra,
Check it, check it, check it, cum imi varsa fata suta,
Si cum ma priveste-n ochi, de sus, am pus-o in tavan,
Sultan, sutana-i peste capu’ ei, ca americanca,
Puttana, puttana, se misca bine, italianca,
Din an in Pasti ma vezi la sala, mai degraba in casa,
Am o halba cat capu’, beau din ea whiskey, e groasa,
Dozaju-i perfect,
Cand beau,
Fac brate si pieeept!

Brate si piepttt. (x8)
Versuri Nosfe
Video piept

Boss – Lil Pump lyrics

Lyrics Lil Pump – Boss

Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, yeah
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeah
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeahhh
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeah
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeah
Walk in the trap like a boss, ooh
Walk in the trap like a boss
Walk in the trap like a boss, oooh
Walk in the trap like a boss
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, ooh
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, oohhh.

Walk in the trap, Ric Flair, ooh
f*ck a nigga b*tch don’t care, damn
Throwin’ up racks in the air, damn
Told that b*tch Lil Pump yeah, ooh
Damn, I just broke my wrist
100 on my wrist, can’t tell me s**t
Pop 4 xans then I f*cked a nigga’s b*tch
Never wearin’ slippers, I always flippin’ bricks
Aye, yeah I came up with the sauce damn
Damn, yeah I sold crack in the halls, damn
Lil Pump, bands on top
Gave my mom 2 Glocks
Versuri-lyrics.info
Damn, everybody do wanna be me
Lookin’ at my neck and its Fiji, ooh
Damn, everybody do wanna be me
Lookin’ at my neck and its Fiji, ooh.

Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, yeah
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeah
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeah
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeah
b*tch, I flex Rick Ross, yeahhh.
Lil Pump lyrics
Video Lil Pump

100 shots – Young Dolph lyrics

Lyrics Young Dolph – 100 shots

Yeah, it’s Dolph
Hey, bring me some Backwoods up outta there, homie and a cup of ice
And some rubber bands up outta there too, homie, yeah
It’s 3 PM, 80 degrees outside
I’m in somethin’ that go real fast, sittin’ outside the cornerstore
Six figure client, got no business in this area.(100 shots)

If it ain’t one thing, it’s a motherf*ckin’ ‘nother
We trapped together than that’s my motherf*ckin’ brother
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don’t love her
She just play her part when it’s time to smuggle
I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper
I f*cked her in rush hour traffic, Chris Tucker
Everybody screamin’ gang gang gang
Them folks come and get you, you gon’ tell on the whole gang
She said can she f*ck me with my diamond chains?
If I ain’t in the bank, then I’m on the plane
‘Bout to go get some money or go spend some money
They stopped me in the airport, had too many benjis on me
They don’t want you to live, they don’t want you to ball
Them pussies smile in your face, yeah, then they pray for you to fall, hey
Young nigga stay focused versuri-lyrics.info
But I really want to crash
Think about where you at
Then think about your past
Yeah, I really came from s**t
But I won’t change for s**t
My b*tch say I’m stuck in my ways
My wrist say I been getting paiddd.

A hundred shots, a hundred shots
Me and my niggas pull up in a hundred drops (skrrt)
My role model used to get a hundred blocks (hey)
Street niggas in a tuxedo, we the mob (yeah).

She looked at my watch too long, now she see stars (blow, blow)
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars (woo)
Your b*tch ate my d*ck, I caught her on them bars (Xanax)
My pinky ring extra large (yeah)
Foreigns all in the garage
Remember my first menage (yeah)
Yeah, Tori and Brittany (yup)
I’m shoppin’ for diamonds at Tiffany’s (Tiffany’s)
No, I don’t got no sympathy (nah)
She blew my whistle like a referee (wet)
Broke black nigga, remember me? (Hey)
Until I found out that recipe (yeah, woo)
Started getting about ten a week (yeah)
Finger on the trigger when I sleep (yup)
Yeah, nigga, I rather you than me (yeah)
Backseat, smokin’ good weed (gelato).

A 100 shots, a hundred shots
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shots?

You not welcome at my trap if you don’t shop (ayy, get out, bro)
Before you come through that back door you better knock (ayy, get the door)
They been waitin’ on this gangster s**t to drop (bulletproof)
Even them f*ck niggas that wish I could be stopped (hey, hey)
How many d*cks you sucked to get that couple million? (Hahaha)
Self made millionaire, oh what a feelin’ (yeah, yeah)
My niggas came from dealin’ (ayy)
f*ck nigga get out your feelings (ayy)
Your b*tch gave me sexual healin’ (woo)
Guess who just walked in the buildin’? (It’s Dolph)
Came out with six b*tches (wet)
My uncle said that’s pimpin’
My diamonds always hittin’ (uh)
You lookin’ for your b*tch, she with me nigga, she ain’t missin’ (nah)
I told you f*ck nigga stay out my way, but you didn’t listen (stupid a*s niggas, yeah)
Big rocks, in my watch (hey, hey, in my watch)
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks.

A 100 shots, a 100 shots
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shots?
Yeah, it’s Dolph
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shotsss?
Young Dolph lyrics
Video shots

ELLIE GOULDING – President lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hold back, the grudge, won’t let you be the judge
There’s no room for it
Just throw some love on it
You watch me, my walk, my I don’t give a
If I get enough of it
I’ll throw some love on it

Uh uh uhhhh, uh uh uhhhh
Don’t hold back, go throw some love on it

[Pre-Chorus]
On it, on it, on it
Throw it, throw it, throw it
Get it, get it, get it
I do it like I, I-I got it

[Chorus]
I remember what they used to say
I remember what they used to say
Why they always tryin’ to talk me straight
No sir, no sir, no way way way
There is nothing that this heart can’t do
There is nothing that this heart can’t do
Why they always tryin’ to talk me straight
No sir, no sir, no way way way

[Verse 2]
My make up, my cut, my innocent
They tough enough they throw me off
I throw it back at them
Slap back, like ah, like really, really off
Put a lid on it
I’ll throw some love on it

Uh uh uhhhh, uh uh uhhhh
Don’t hold back, go throw some love on it

[Pre-Chorus]
On it, on it, on it
Throw it, throw it, throw it
Get it, get it, get it
I do it like I, I-I got it

[Chorus]
I remember what they used to say
I remember what they used to say
Why they always tryin’ to talk me straight
No sir, no sir, no way way way
There is nothing that this heart can’t do
There is nothing that this heart can’t do
Why they always tryin’ to talk me straight
No sir, no sir, no way way way

[Post-Chorus]
Her call, her princess call, her president, president
Don’t call her princess, call her president, president

[Bridge: Spoken]
Everyone used to tell me to get my shit together
But did I get my shit together?
Ehm, (laugh)

[Chorus]
I remember what they used to say
I remember what they used to say
Why they always tryin’ to talk me straight
No sir, no sir, no way way way (way, ay ay)
There is nothing that this heart can’t do
There is nothing that this heart can’t do
Why they always tryin’ to talk me straight
No sir, no sir, no way way way

[Outro]
Way, ay ay
Way, ay ay
Way, ay ay

PARAMORE – Hard Times lyrics

All that I want, is to wake up fine
Tell me that I’m alright, that I ain’t gonna die
And all that I want, is a hole in the ground
You can tell me when it’s alright for me to come out

Hard times
Gonna make you wonder why you even try
Hard times
Gonna take you down, and laugh when you cry
These lives
And I still don’t know how I even survive
Hard times
Hard times

And I gotta get to rock bottom!

Walking around
With my little rain cloud
Hanging over my head
And I ain’t coming down
Where do I go, where there’s some sort of sun
You hit me with lightning
Maybe I come alive

Hard times
Gonna make you wonder why you even try
Hard times
Gonna take you down, and laugh when you cry
These lives
And I still don’t know how I even survive
Hard times
Hard times

And I gotta get to rock bottom!

Tell my friends I’m coming down
We’ll kick it when I hit the ground
Tell my friends I’m coming down
We’ll kick it when I hit the ground

When I hit the ground
When I hit the ground
When I hit the ground
When I hit the ground

Hard times
Gonna make you wonder why you even try
Hard times
Gonna take you down, and laugh when you cry
These lives
And I still don’t know how I even survive
Hard times
Hard times

Hard times
Gonna make you wonder why you even try
Hard times
Gonna take you down, and laugh when you cry
These lives
And I still don’t know how I even survive
Hard times
Hard times

And I gotta get to rock bottom!

Chris Webby – Twist Again (La La La) lyrics

[Verse 1]
See
We been on that La La La since ’08
Combine strains and taste
Lebron james of vaping
Volcano blazing bongs with no breaks
Edibles on place til I’m beyond baked
And I be on and it g-g-got me gone
Got that wax that you can’t feel your body on
Yeah
That shit that you moving slow is a zombie on
High as a cosmonaut never gon catch me not smoking
The best hit my chest and I take the whole rip
Fuck a 20 bag I’ll take the whole zip
Even if the federal government oppose it
I say fuck it and grab another nugget and puff it in public
Weed maps on my back like a Snorlax
Highest alien bouncing off of the ceiling
I need it up in my system the minute that I record that
Loud pack in a wall rat
Yeah

[Hook]
Lets twist again
Like we did last summer
Lets twist again
Until we all get high
I still remember when “I got the weed mans number”
So lets twist again
Til we learn to fly
Yeah
Let’s twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)

[Verse 2]
Still rollin to the diner with my half off coupon
Bacon grilled cheese and you know I get my soup on
Still up on that Jimmy Neutron
Got the boost on in my spaceship
Lean back in a futon
Whoa
Even when I’m seeing the cops
I chief pot whether they gon make it legal or not
Cause see I smoke for recreation before it was recreational
Take a pull
Now the euphoria is undebatable
My terpene so aromatic
Yeah
You can smell it from my parents attic to the basement
To they say
“Chris, light an incense, or use some of that spray shit, fuck I can’t take this! For Christ sake you’re 28, give me a break!”
(Alright mom)
Then I go bake to getting baked
Higher than Towelie up on a balcony
And smoking hourly and burning the Sour D like a calorie

[Hook]
Lets twist again
Like we did last summer
Lets twist again
Until we all get high
I still remember when “I got the weed mans number”
So lets twist again
Til we learn to fly
Yeah
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)

[Verse 3]
When that wax pen is in action
And the smoke fill the room like Mad Men
With those hash blends
I’m like Captain Kirk
When I get the purp I am blasting off
Til I’m lost in the stars
Never come down
Light my blunts with the sun now
Snuffing out the bud like a blood hound
I’m chemically imbalanced roll a doobie and I puff now
So I’m saying “Who got the lighter, who got the lighter”
Say “Who got the lighter, who got the lighter”
Yeah “Who got the lighter, who got the lighter”
No, for real, who got my fuckin lighter
I need that fire from the Bic just to calm me
And the chronic goes so strong
Hoodie smelling like it’s Snoop Doggs Laundry
Twist like Chubby Checker
There’s nothing better on Gods green
Roll the palm trees
And I’m gone
Peace

[Hook]
Lets twist again
Like we did last summer
Lets twist again
Until we all get high
I still remember when “I got the weed mans number”
So lets twist again
Til we learn to fly
Yeah
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Let’s twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)
Lets twist again
(la la la la la la la)

Young Thug – Lil One Lyrics

[Intro}
Yeah Aye
Ayyyeee yeah yeah
Hey!

{We got London On Da Track}

Thugger!

[Pre hook]
Lil one
I want to know how you feelin’ lil one
Tell thugger how you feelin’ lil one
Aye i need to know just how you feel, feel, feel
How you feel lil one, how you feel lil one
How you feelin lil one, how you feelin’ lil one
I wanna know how you feel lil one
Tell me just how you feel lil one
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
(I just want you to tell me)
(I just want you to tell me)
Im listenin’
(I just want you to tell me yeah)
Go ‘head
(i just want you to tell me)
(i just want you to tell me)
Yea yeah!
Go head and tell me how you feel
Hey im [?] just like a field
(go head)
I got more syrup than uncle Phil
Im on more syrup than uncle Phil
Heyyyyy

[Hook]
Screwed to the max
I swear to God I got that fully automatic
(glah glah)
I ran up my bands up [?]
She could never be a gnat
Im not talking bout a [?]
But lil mama gotta sit back
She workin’ on it
She get on top of me and work me homie
Actin’ childish in this phantom
Lay back the curtains on it
She trynna show em that
She ridin’ round with me
And they trash no curby homie woah

[Verse 1]
We got that strong we ain’t trynna roll
I just wanna enjoy every second
She get out control
I be like oo, oo, oo, oo woah
Im not talkin'[?]
But she got vintage on her toes

[Bridge]
I just want you to feel it
I just want you to feel it
I just want you to feel it
Yeahh yeahh
How you feel lil one
I wanna know just how you feel lil one
Please tell thugga just how you feel lil one
How you feel
How you feel
How you feel lil one
How you feelin’
How you feelin’
Just how you feel
I just want you to feel it
I just want you to feel it
Ysl when we feel it
Please
Babygirl i feel it
Please tell me im feelin it
Please tell me im feelin it for real

[Verse 2]
She not a crip but her[?] blue
She got the blood [?]
[?] yo body[?]
Nigga screamin free [?]
[?]
Got the top back like thats what i told ya
Im ridin with the yappa like i come from magnolia
I just wanna bang bang like chief soulja
Its the same [?]

[Verse 3 (birdman)]
Stunna Man!
Tell me how you feel nigga
Tell me how you feelin nigga
Tell me how you feelin nigga for real
Show you how we dealin’ nigga
Show you how this feelin nigga
Show you how we killing niggas for real
Its chop chop and bang bang
Its bang bang and chop chop
Its blood gang we kill niggas for real
Its chop chop and bang bang
Its cash money, its rich gang, its ysl
We kill niggas for real
I thought i told ya
Born stunnas we on high rollers
Bang bang for ya [?]

[hook]
Screwed to the max
I swear to God I got that fully automatic
(glah glah)
I ran up my bands up [?]
She could never be a gnat
Im not talking bout a [?]
But lil mama gotta sit back
She workin’ on it
She get on top of me and work me homie
Actin’ childish in this phantom
Lay back the curtains on it
She trynna show em that
She ridin’ round with me
And they trash no curby homie

Prince – Deliverance Lyrics

[Intro]
Oooh, oooh
Oooh, oooh
Ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh

[Verse 1]
This is not religion, but common sense
It’s time for you to get down, get down
Get off the fence
No son shall die, no mother shall cry
All in favor, say “aye” (Aye)
Because time’s so hard to deal with
Deliverance is at hand, at hand, at hand

[Chorus]
Oooh, oooh
Oooh (deliverance, hey, hey) oooh
Ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh
(Understand)

[Verse 2]
Who are they (They)
That would turn a deaf ear to the peaceable ones who bring good news? (Good news?)
With time there will be no wars (Wars)
And the way in which to achieve it
Who got the blues? (Blues)
You can ease the pain of a few (pain) until God intervenes
Ain’t nothin’, nothin’ man can do (can do)
‘Cept ’cause each other injury
Somebody say (somebody say)
Katrina levies, oh, oh

[Chorus]
Oooh, oooh (Ayy, [?])
Oooh, oooh
(You got to understand)
Ahhh, ahhh
That you’ll never [?]
Ahhh, ahhh
[?]
Yeah, you…
Woo! Come on

[Outro]
Because time’s so hard to deal with, now understand
Your deliverance is at hand
Because time’s so hard to deal with, now understand
Your deliverance is at hand
Oh, oh Lord

Zedd & Alessia Cara – Stay

Waiting for the time to pass you by
Hope the winds of change will change your mind
I could give a thousand reasons why
And I know you, and you’ve got to

Make it on your own, but we don’t have to grow up
We can stay forever young
Living on my sofa, drinking rum and cola
Underneath the rising sun
I could give a thousand reasons why
But you’re going, and you know that

All you have to do is stay a minute
Just take your time
The clock is ticking, so stay
All you have to is wait a second
Your hands on mine
The clock is ticking, so stay

All you have to do is
All you have to do is stay

Won’t admit what I already know
I’ve never been the best at letting go
I don’t wanna spend the night alone
Guess I need you, and I need to

Make it on my own, but I don’t wanna grow up
We can stay forever young
Living on my sofa, drinking rum and cola
Underneath the rising sun
I could give a million reasons why
But you’re going, and you know that

All you have to do is stay a minute
Just take your time
The clock is ticking, so stay
All you have to is wait a second
Your hands on mine
The clock is ticking, so stay

All you have to do is
All you have to do is stay

All you have to do is stay
So stay, yeah

All you have to do is stay a minute
Just take your time
The clock is ticking, so stay
All you have to is wait a second
Your hands on mine
The clock is ticking, so stay
All you have to do is stay

Kendrick Lamar – DNA.

[Verse 1]
I got, I got, I got, I got
Loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
Cocaine quarter piece, got war and peace inside my DNA
I got power, poison, pain and joy inside my DNA
I got hustle though, ambition, flow, inside my DNA
I was born like this, since one like this
Immaculate conception
I transform like this, perform like this
Was Yeshua’s new weapon
I don’t contemplate, I meditate, then off your fucking head
This that put-the-kids-to-bed
This that I got, I got, I got, I got
Realness, I just kill shit ’cause it’s in my DNA
I got millions, I got riches buildin’ in my DNA
I got dark, I got evil, that rot inside my DNA
I got off, I got troublesome, heart inside my DNA
I just win again, then win again like Wimbledon, I serve
Yeah, that’s him again, the sound that engine in is like a bird
You see fireworks and Corvette tire skrrt the boulevard
I know how you work, I know just who you are
See, you’s a, you’s a, you’s a—
Bitch, your hormones prolly switch inside your DNA
Problem is, all that sucker shit inside your DNA
Daddy prolly snitched, heritage inside your DNA
Backbone don’t exist, born outside a jellyfish, I gauge
See, my pedigree most definitely don’t tolerate the front
Shit I’ve been through prolly offend you
This is Paula’s oldest son
I know murder, conviction
Burners, boosters, burglars, ballers, dead, redemption
Scholars, fathers dead with kids
And I wish I was fed forgiveness
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, soldier’s DNA
Born inside the beast
My expertise checked out in second grade
When I was 9, on-sale motel, we didn’t have nowhere to stay
At 29, I’ve done so well, hit cartwheel in my estate
And I’m gon’ shine like I’m supposed to
Antisocial, extrovert
And excellent mean the extra work
And absentness what the fuck you heard
And pessimists never struck my nerve
And that’s a riff, gonna plead this case
The reason my power’s here on earth
Salute the truth, when the prophet say

[Bridge]
I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
This is why I say that hip hop has done more damage to young African Americans than racism in recent years
I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
I live a better life, I’m rollin’ several dice, fuck your life
I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
I live a better, fuck your life
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
This is my heritage, all I’m inheritin’
Money and power, the mecca of marriages

[Verse 2]
Tell me somethin’
You mothafuckas can’t tell me nothin’
I’d rather die than to listen to you
My DNA not for imitation
Your DNA an abomination
This how it is when you’re in the Matrix
Dodgin’ bullets, reapin’ what you sow
And stackin’ up the footage, livin’ on the go
And sleepin’ in a villa
Sippin’ from a Grammy and walkin’ in the buildin’
Diamond in the ceilin’, marble on the floors
Beach inside the window, peekin’ out the window
Baby in the pool, godfather goals
Only Lord knows, I’ve been goin’ hammer
Dodgin’ paparazzi, freakin’ through the cameras
Eat at Four Daughters, Brock wearin’ sandals
Yoga on a Monday, stretchin’ to Nirvana
Watchin’ all the snakes, curvin’ all the fakes
Phone never on, I don’t conversate
I don’t compromise, I just penetrate
Sex, money, murder—these are the breaks
These are the times, level number 9
Look up in the sky, 10 is on the way
Sentence on the way, killings on the way
Motherfucker, I got winners on the way
You ain’t shit without a body on your belt
You ain’t shit without a ticket on your plate
You ain’t sick enough to pull it on yourself
You ain’t rich enough to hit the lot and skate
Tell me when destruction gonna be my fate
Gonna be your fate, gonna be our faith
Peace to the world, let it rotate
Sex, money, murder—our DNA

[Outro]
DNA
Gimme some ganja, gimme some ganja
DNA
Gimme some ganja
Real nigga in my DNA
Ain’t no ho inside my DNA
Drippin’ gold inside my DNA
Power shows in my DNA
DNA
Gimme some ganja, gimme some ganja
Real nigga in my DNA
Ain’t no ho inside my DNA

Mac Miller – Cinderella (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

Uh, sign
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Sign
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I already know you got expensive taste
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Girl I got a plan for the whole night
Okay your legs like a store they open up
And you got people in the aisle
Been here every night for weeks at a time
You in my dreams that’s why I sleep all the time
Just to hear you say I love you, just to touch you, just to leave you behind
I told you, you don’t have to worry, you’ll be fine
This the type of thing I heard it happen all the time
Yeah, I just wanna see you fly
Because your fragrance got me faded, you be keepin’ me high
Said nothin’ better than the first time
I’ll be at your service like the check-in at the curbside
You don’t have to spend another second on this Earth dry
Wet you like a fresh group second and a third time, left you up a verse mind
And when you hungry I can shut you up with stir fry
Get you some dessert wine, elevate this third eye
First prize, Nobel, get a piece
Your clothes off, turn around, let me see
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I already know you got expensive taste
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Girl I got a plan for the whole night
Yeah, okay I came up with a plan it was
Take you by the hand
And bring you somewhere where the sand is
Two nights, we landed
We went straight into the room
And played the music and started dancing
You was taking off your pants
It look like Dorothy ain’t in Kansas anymore
I do you like a chore
We started on the bed and then we moved onto the floor
You started getting crazy, told me fuck you like a whore
I thought you was an angel now you yellin’ to the Lord
You used to tell me all the time I ain’t your type
Now you always wanna spend the night
Now I’m doing everything you like
When I’m inside your pussy, damn it feels so right
Yeah, but I still respect the game
Every time I’m out of line you always set me straight
The sex is great, and your sex I need it every day
I yell your name, sinner, rebel
Never gonna find nobody better
All my life
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I already know you got expensive taste
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Girl I got a plan for the whole night
Hey now, I’m saying
My only way out is way in
I won’t stop ’til you’re mine, no way
Well all my days now, they changin’
I got angels, no more Satan
Looks like God’s on my side
This time
I been meanin’ to tell you
You lookin’ better every day
Write you letters
It’s only right that right after love I write my name, yeah
If it’s forever or never it’s all the same
Under the weather
Feel much better when that weather isn’t rain
Ooh Cinderella don’t you run out of time
It feels like you’ve been taking all day
Wherever you came from, wherever you going
I promise I’m not far behind
So don’t you dare throw this away
I been meanin’ to tell you
You lookin’ better every day
Write you letters
It’s only right that right after love I write my name
And if it’s forever or never it’s all the same
Under the weather
Feel much better when that weather isn’t rain

Prince – Deliverance

[Intro]
Oooh, oooh
Oooh, oooh
Ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh

[Verse 1]
This is not religion, but common sense
It’s time for you to get down, get down
Get off the fence
No son shall die, no mother shall cry
All in favor, say "aye" (Aye)
Because time’s so hard to deal with
Deliverance is at hand, at hand, at hand

[Chorus]
Oooh, oooh
Oooh (deliverance, hey, hey) oooh
Ahhh, ahhh
Ahhh, ahhh
(Understand)

[Verse 2]
Who are they (They)
That would turn a deaf ear to the peaceable ones who bring good news? (Good news?)
With time there will be no wars (Wars)
And the way in which to achieve it
Who got the blues? (Blues)
You can ease the pain of a few (pain) until God intervenes
Ain’t nothin’, nothin’ man can do (can do)
‘Cept ’cause each other injury
Somebody say (somebody say)
Katrina levies, oh, oh

[Chorus]
Oooh, oooh (Ayy, [?])
Oooh, oooh
(You got to understand)
Ahhh, ahhh
That you’ll never [?]
Ahhh, ahhh
[?]
Yeah, you…
Woo! Come on

[Outro]
Because time’s so hard to deal with, now understand
Your deliverance is at hand
Because time’s so hard to deal with, now understand
Your deliverance is at hand
Oh, oh Lord

Paramore – Hard Times

[Verse 1]
All that I want
Is to wake up fine
Tell me that I’m alright
That I ain’t gonna die
All that I want
Is a hole in the ground
You can tell me when it’s alright
For me to come out

[Chorus]
Hard times
Gonna make you wonder why you even try
Hard times
Gonna take you down and laugh when you cry
These lives
And I still don’t know how I even survive
Hard times
Hard times
And I gotta get to rock bottom

[Verse 2]
Walking around
With my little raincloud
Hanging over my head
And it ain’t coming down
Where do I go?
Gimme some sort of sign
Hit me with lightning!
Maybe I’ll come alive

[Chorus]
Hard times
Gonna make you wonder why you even try
Hard times
Gonna take you down and laugh when you cry
These lives
And I still don’t know how I even survive
Hard times
Hard times
And I gotta get to rock bottom

[Bridge]
Tell my friends I’m coming down
We’ll kick it when I hit the ground
Tell my friends I’m coming down
We’ll kick it when I hit the ground
When I hit the ground

[Chorus]
Hard times
Gonna make you wonder why you even try
Hard times
Gonna take you down and laugh when you cry
These lives
And I still don’t know how I even survive
Hard times
Hard times
And I gotta get to rock bottom

Towkio – Tear Drop (For Colors Berlin)

[Verse 1]
I wonder when it will stop
Promise I get so high
Have you ever seen God?
Have you ever seen God?
Wonder when it will stop
I take another pill until I feel hot
I up the dose, my tolerance on Woodstock
I wonder when it will stop
The cops, yeah they kill kids
Then act unfamiliar
Then cover up the case like it’s makeup concealer
Damn, why that hate so built up?
The truth is in your face, no filter
If we didn’t have this hip hop
How would we all get by?
Would we just move them Ziplocs?
Our only get rich plot
‘Fore all of them try to get mine
Until the day I flatline
My tía play that lottery I pray she win that jackpot
I wonder when it will stop
Someone call Dr. Philip
Tell ’em all those prescription bottles need to get filled up
Turning them into zombies in the street, no "Thriller"
Suppression ain’t the cure, something that they ain’t consider

[Hook]
I wonder when it will stop
Wonder when it will stop
Wonder if it will stop
I don’t think it will stop
World gone mad so for that I let a tear drop
World gone mad so for that I let a tear drop

[Verse 2]
I wonder when it will stop
One day I got so high
To the point I seen God
Fill my eyes with tear drops
I’m sitting on a gold mine
I learnt about the re-rock
We boom until it’s all gone and then we go and restock
I wonder if it will stop
They tell us that that door’s locked
So we gon’ kick it down, hit them stains like Chlorox
We out here and we on that
So picture it like Kodak
But no election, shorties out here asking where that pole at
They need that for protection
We pay for education
So who are you in debt with?
That money, if you make it
You probably have to hold back
So really you ain’t make shit
So tell me what’s the problem if we ever find time
I said I’m worth a whole life so I guess I made a killing
And if I made enough then I could pass on to my children
She tell me who’s the villain
Then why you got them chains on?
Same reason that I’m here tryna write the same song

[Hook]
I wonder when it will stop
Wonder when it will stop
Wonder if it will stop
I don’t think it will stop
World gone mad so for that I let a tear drop
World gone mad so for that I let a tear drop

[Verse 3]
For that I let these tears drop
Swear it’s been a long time
Let me let these tears dry
Now I’mma make this song cry
Lay it all on the line
Had to watch some friends pass
Man, that shit fuck me up
Turn me into Mad Max
And I got some homies out here tweaking off that Xanax
Amongst other products we import, sweat a jab like a grab bag
Damn, that shit fucking with my conscience
But that’s the price you pay when just tryna see that profit
I said wonder when it will stop
I swear that I’m a good guy
But to my girl I still lie
Until we say our goodbyes
So tell me who’s the victim
Don’t tell me ’bout statistics
They turn us to some numbers, then just add them to the system
And don’t tell me that we stuck here
Don’t tell me it’s just physics
Don’t tell me ’bout them problems
Just find a way to fix it
We doomed from the beginning
I know that makes us all scared
Really at this point I know that we do not belong here

[Hook]
I wonder when it will stop
Wonder when it will stop
Wonder if it will stop
I don’t think it will stop
World gone mad so for that I let a tear drop
World gone mad so for that I let a tear drop

T.Y. – They Know

[Chorus](x2)
Nigga know how I’m coming
Nigga know how I play it
Nigga know I ain’t scared
You go against me and I got ya’
You know I’m bout my bread
Short me I’ll bust ya’ head
Don’t bring me on the edge, ’cause I promise you ain’t gon’ like me

[Verse 1]
I be coolin’ but get me out there then I act a fool
I’m a real go getter let T.Y. show you what to do
Hundred after hundred how I like ’em, keep them blues comin’
Me and X show them hoes no love, we the Blues Brothers
Riding by myself all day, me and the K
Broke the safety off that bitch so it’s easier to spray
Really ’bout you business? Huh, then come and fuck with me
Learned to love the game even though it showed no love to me
All the gangsters thug with me, strapped in the club with me
Clip full of hollows for the nigga that keep on muggin’ me
Left the spot with a dub on me, to the paper I be runnin’
Gettin’ to it like it’s nothing
I look around and I see all these hoes wana fuck me

[Chorus](x2)
Nigga know how I’m coming
Nigga know how I play it
Nigga know I ain’t scared
You go against me and I got ya’
You know I’m bout my bread
Short me I’ll bust ya’ head
Don’t bring me on the edge, ’cause I promise you ain’t gon’ like me

[Verse 2]
Stuck to the plan now I’m the man
Got diamonds on both my hands
I hope you payin’ attention to what I’m sayin’
I need that bag to be filled up with cash
Hoes on the boat, prolly had cost a hundred grand
Don’t know why this bitch still tryna get my attention
Only thing I got on my mind is running up them digits
Had enough time to play around now I’m handling business
Imma show the world how Son of a Gangsta get busy
Roll that special feel with the carrots in the middle of it lookin’ like a salad
Money could make anybody happy
A chopper could turn anything tragic
In the Lac’ with that blue magic
The hustle only thing that really matter
‘Bout to make my bank account fatter
And these pictures don’t need a caption

[Chorus](x2)
Nigga know how I’m coming
Nigga know how I play it
Nigga know I ain’t scared
You go against me and I got ya’
You know I’m bout my bread
Short me I’ll bust ya’ head
Don’t bring me on the edge, ’cause I promise you ain’t gon’ like me

SEVDALIZA – Hubris

Oh, my man
I hold your heart
Oh, pretend
You ain’t my fault
And oh, I don’t love you
Anymore
And oh, I don’t love you
Anymore
No, I never did

Oh, my man
I hold your heart
Oh, pretend
You ain’t my fault
And oh, I don’t love you
Anymore, anymore
Uh

Oh, my friend
I hope you’re here
Oh, pretend
You ain’t my [?]
And oh, I don’t love you
Anymore
And oh, I don’t love you
Anymore

Oh
You and me
We fail
To see
(And oh) and I
We fail
To fly

The autopsy report read
The insides were beautiful

Sam Outlaw – Everyone’s Looking For Home

How’s the road been lately?
How’s the love that you left?
Are you living each moment, just thinking about the next?
Well I recall a man who seeks adventure
And a story of his own
So if you find yourself, but you still feel restless
It’s ’cause everyone’s looking for home

And how’s the road been lately?
And how’s the love that you left?
Are you looking for answers, just to say you asked?
Well I recall a man in search of treasure
And a kingdom of his own
But if you find your calling and you still feel senseless
It’s ’cause everyone’s looking for home

And I recall a man who won’t wait for pleasure
In a garden that won’t grow
So if your journey ends, but the road seems endless
It’s ’cause everyone’s looking for home
And everyone’s looking for home

Royal Blood – Lights Out

[Verse 1]
Every time I’m with it alone
It picks me up
You just send me down
I can feel it rushing under my skin
You’re a cage won’t you let me in?
On my toes
Lock the door
Pretty face
Through the walls
Don’t know if I’d be so sure again

[Chorus]
My eyes are still burning red
So turn the lights out
You’re not so hard to forget
With all the lights out

[Verse 2]
Every time I’m stuck in the ground
Spin me round, won’t you spin me round
You’re a void, a crack in the mirror
See me now, if you could see me now
You slipped through
The night
Then walked out
Skin tight
But you don’t matter that much to me
No you don’t matter that much to me

[Chorus]
My eyes are still burning red
So turn the lights out
You’re not so hard to forget
With all the lights out
So turn the lights out
Just turn the lights out

My eyes are still burning red
So turn the lights out
You’re not so hard to forget
With all the lights out

Lady GaGa – The Cure

[Verse 1]
I’ll undress you, ’cause you’re tired
Cover you as you desire
When you fall asleep inside my arms
May not have the fancy things
But I’ll give you everything
You could ever want, it’s in my arms

[Pre-Chorus]
So baby tell me yes
And I will give you everything
So baby tell me yes
And I will be all yours tonight
So baby tell me yes
And I will give you everything
I will be right by your side

[Chorus]
If I can’t find the cure, I’ll
I’ll fix you with my love
No matter what you know, I’ll
I’ll fix you with my love
And if you say you’re okay
I’m gonna heal you anyway
Promise I’ll always be there
Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)

[Verse 2]
Rub your feet, your hands, your legs
Let me take care of it, babe
Close your eyes, I’ll sing your favorite song
I wrote you this lullaby
Hush now baby, don’t you cry
Anything you want could not be wrong

[Pre-Chorus]
So baby tell me yes
And I will give you everything
So baby tell me yes
And I will be all yours tonight
So baby tell me yes
And I will give you everything
I will be right by your side

[Chorus]
If I can’t find the cure, I’ll
I’ll fix you with my love
No matter what you know, I’ll
I’ll fix you with my love
And if you say you’re okay
I’m gonna heal you anyway
Promise I’ll always be there
Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)

[Bridge]
I’ll fix you with my love
(I’ll fix you with my love-lo-love)
I’ll fix you with my love
(I’ll fix you with my love-lo-love)

[Chorus]
If I can’t find the cure, I’ll
I’ll fix you with my love
No matter what you know, I’ll
I’ll fix you with my love
And if you say you’re okay
I’m gonna heal you anyway
Promise I’ll always be there
Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)
Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)

[Outro]
I’ll fix you with my love

Incubus – State Of The Art (Lyric Video)

You were the first in flight
Now a modern relic
Nearly a payphone on a 1 a.m. sidewalk

We’re all cast aside
And we’re antiquated
Right as we start to finally figure out what we are

Look at you so bright
State of the art
You’re new, you’re young, your blissful ignorance
Is everything they like, but the years have teeth
And sometimes they bite (sometimes they bite)

Look at you, you’re falling apart
Built to spill, you’re state of the art
Now look at you, well look at you now

Now do you see that smile
At the foot of the ladder
Ain’t it familiar that you was only yesterday

But this justice feels
More like a poison apple
And inevitably everyone will bite into it

Now look at you so bright
State of the art
You’re new, you’re young, your blissful ignorance
Is everything they like, but the years have teeth
And sometimes they bite

Look at you, you’re falling apart
Built to spill, you’re state of the art
Now look at you, well look at you now

State of the art

I’m falling, I’m falling apart
The state of, the state of the art

Look at you, you’re falling apart
Built to spill, you’re state of the art
Now look at you, well look at you now

Look at you, you’re falling apart
Built to spill, you’re state of the art
Ya look at you, well look at you now

State of the art
State of the art

Look at you so bright
State of the art

Gabriel Garzón-Montano – My Balloon

Just a little thin around the ribs
Wondering why did it have to be like this
Tried to have you fall in love with me
Held you up for a while but you proved too tough baby, baby
Let you off with a smile never asked too much baby, baby
I’ll get back on my balloon
And meet my baby on the moon
Hanging flowers in her room
And dancing just to keep my cool, to keep my cool
Chased you up to the sky and my wings fell off baby, baby
Held my paws up and cried and you watched me fall baby, baby
I’ll get back on my balloon
And meet my baby on the moon
Hanging flowers in her room
And dancing just to keep my cool, to keep my cool
I’ll get back on my balloon
And meet my baby on the moon
Hanging flowers in her room
And dancing just to keep my cool, to keep my cool, ooh
I’ll get back on my balloon
And meet my baby on the moon
Hanging flowers in her room
And dancing just to keep my cool, to keep my cool
Just a little thin around the ribs
Wondering why did it have to be like this
Just a little thin around the ribs
Wondering why did it have to be like this
I’ll get back on it soon
And meet you on the moon baby, baby
Do it right in your room
‘Cause your love is so good baby, baby
I’ll get back on it soon
And meet you on the moon baby, baby
Do it right in your room

Famous Dex – Big Blue

[Intro]
What’s up J
Ou, ou, Dexter!
Ah-Yeah Ah-what!

[Hook] (x2)
Pouring up a wock and the Big Blue (I did)
Don’t want to sip but your bitch do (Lil Bitch)
Looking at your diamonds so fufu (ah-what)
A pussy ass nigga wear hoola-hoop (wait)

If they tell me get them I got them (what)
I pint sit call it Rocket (Lil Rocket)
Run in your house tell em’ drop it
Don’t want that bitch man I tell her to stop it

[Verse]
Run in your house tell em’ drop it
Open the safe boy you better not lock it
Don’t want that bitch she ain’t poppin’ (huh)
She fuck for the fame, I’m not rockin’ (Dexter)

Fly as hell like my nickname is Peter
I just might buy a new freezer (what)
Don’t want that bitch she a eater (huh)
You wifing that bitch don’t believe her (Dexter)

Wait, wock, huh sippin’ that wock I don’t stop
Sippin’ that wock fill my heart (ou)
My diamonds shine in the dark huh, wait (huh)
I just pull up in a Bentley coup (huh)
Pussy ass nigga wear tutu (bitch)

A diamond color like some fruit
Call up Gino you know he gon’ shoot (Dexter)

[Hook] (x2)
Pouring up a wock and the Big Blue (I did)
Don’t want to sip but your bitch do (Lil Bitch)
Looking at your diamonds so fufu (Ah-What)
A pussy ass nigga wear hola-hoop (Wait)

If they tell me get them I got them (What)
I pint sit call it Rocket (Lil Rocket)
Run in your house tell em’ drop it
Don’t want that bitch man I tell her to stop it

Jay 305 – Yuck It Up (Uncensored)

[Hook]
Both Hands /on your knees/ Gone Head / Fuck it up
Left Cheek / Right cheek /Gone head / Fuck it up
Not you but her / come here / Fuck it up
Tongue out / oowww
I like that / fuck it up (5x)
Not you on yo knees / gone head / fuck it up (5x)
Both hands on yo knees Ooowww

[Verse 1]
Thigh tat / pussy fat/ I like that / ohh
Work that/ twerk that/ throw it back/ ooohh
Look at that / I want that / Gimmie that Ah/ oh / ah/ yea / Look I made this song for you baby/ I’m comin after you/
I seen yo instagram page / I had to follow you…You heard that my dick game is crazy / Dr.D With the ladies/ I see you ridin Mercedes & baby/ ya bomb

[Hook]
Both Hands /on your knees/ Gone Head / Fuck it up
Left Cheek / Right cheek /Gone head / Fuck it up
Not you but her / come here / Fuck it up
Tongue out / oowww
I like that / fuck it up 5x
Not you on yo knees / gone head / fuck it up (5x)
Both hands on yo knees Ooowww

[Verse 2]
All the / Bad bitches / in the city / they know me
Want me/ they owe me/ gone head/ Fuck it up
AOD, Kod, magic city , Stadium/ stacks on me/ 26 inch weave oh baby wuz hannin/ I can see yo nipple ring /
Oooh you nasty/ pussy poppin / I like it sloppy/ oooh you classy/ ooooh I’m daddy/ Play house in yo mouth/ I like it freaky / stick it out / ooooowwww

[Hook]
Both Hands /on your knees/ Gone Head / Fuck it up
Left Cheek / Right cheek /Gone head / Fuck it up
Not you but her / come here / Fuck it up
Tongue out / oowww I like that / fuck it up (5x)
Not you on yo knees / gone head / fuck it up (5x)
Both hands on yo knees Ooowww

Blac Youngsta – Illuminati Intro

[Intro]
How you doing ladies and gentlemen. I go by the name of Blac Yougsta. I rep them three letters C-M-G
And I name this project Illuminati because I felt like I sacrificed a lot of shit to get here. I had to sacrifice a lot of friendships
A lot of family members
The lifestyle, the streets, the bitches, the drug dealing, the shootouts, gangbanging and shit you know I had to stop that shit you know. And you know this is the toughest thing to sacrifice. Motherfuckers you been with all your life you know. And if you ever had to sacrifice something (Welcome to Illuminati) Thank God

[Verse 1]
Tried to take my stripes, Almost lost my life
Watch my lil brothers struggle, fighting for his life
These niggas killed my brother he was dead wrong
Got the phone call I was heading home
Tried to rob him thought he had some money on him but my brother only had a cell phone
Runna B know I miss you brother know I never ever wanna forget you brother
Know I’m with you brother bought some shoes for you fore you died and I know they fit you brother
Lord knows I hate that bullet hit you brother
Lord know I hate that nigga killed you brother
And you see the pain I be going through
I be shedding tears in that foreign coupe
They just see me acting out in public
But they never know what I’m going through
They don’t really know how I’m stressed out
They don’t wanna know what I wanna go and do
I just wanna hang out the sunroof
I just wanna let go a gun or two
I already killed your killer baby brother
I just wanna kill your killers son too
I swear to god, Swear to god I ain’t gone let no lil nigga play me
Swear to god ima buy mama that new Mercedes
Swear to god I ain’t gone pay attention to no haters
I swear to god, I cross my heart
My fingers ain’t crossed (no no no) No
That’s on my life, that’s on my life baby
If you stay loyal, ill make you wife baby

Seen a lot of things, Codeine fiends
Lost a lot of friends, I miss my dawgs
All these friends I done lost, all these cars, all these houses, all these jewels I done bought, but it still feel like I lost
Even though I live like a boss, I don’t really feel like a boss
Talk to my niggas every night man I wish they was here just to talk
I just wanna have a conversation with them
I just wanna tell em I done made it nigga
I just wanna tell em how these niggas hating
I just wanna tell em how they babies living
Oh, you gotta man up out here nigga
Run your bands up out here nigga
Is you on your knees, is you sucking dick is standing up out here nigga
If you ain’t gangsta better get the fuck from out here nigga
Is your big Glock 27 30 round clip tucked out here nigga
I swear to god (Gang Gang)
Fuck with me ima let them killers come through nigga fuck them bitches ima let my lil niggas run through them bitches
I done seen so many real niggas die
Seen so many real niggas cry
Seen a lot of fake real niggas switch sides
Oh, Lord can you forgive me, Oh lord i know you hear me
I know i did a lot of bad things i had to take care of my children
I know you understand lord what it take to be a man lord
I was gone get kicked out if i didn’t pay my landlord
Gone let me know girl
Is you gone stay down and hold me down girl
If i go to jail right now would you bail me out girl
If i go to hell right now would meet me out there
I swear to god, I talk to god every night
I miss my dawg, I pour my hear every night
I could’ve never made it off that flight
When i got shot i could’ve never fight, I could’ve died
I could’ve told my brother i love him before he died
I could’ve told my big cousin not to slide

[Outro]
Without that
I don’t know what the fuck i was thinking
You know what I’m saying i just wish i would’ve told craig like it ain’t even worth it fuck that shit homie
Rest in pea- Rest in peace Runna B I love you to death
I swear to god

XXXTENTACION – Slipknot

[Intro]
Members only…Volume, Volume 3

[Hook: Xxxtentacion]
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
I won’t be dead, misled, ahead, I never break uh
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
I won’t be dead, misled, ahead, I never break uh

[Verse 1: Xxxtentacion]
Lost in the pessimistic
State of perception, it’s been
Hard to participate in
Natural instances, it is
Due to my history, I
Don’t know what’s next for me but
Keep my composure, fuck over anyone next to me
If dean detriment told me love was for negligent
Motherfuckers that can’t seem to keep wearin’ their head
I’m not self-aware, I’m misled, I’m a hypocrite like the rest
I will kill myself if it benefit all of my fucking friends
I’m sorry mama, I didn’t mean to fucking hurt you
If I had to test my worth, I’ll show you heaven on this earth
So if alive or in the dirt
I swear to God, you’ll be my first priority
Before the hurt, that mean for better or for worse I said
I didn’t mean to fucking hurt you
If I had to test my worth, I’ll show you heaven on this earth
So if alive or in the dirt
I swear to God, you’ll be my first priority
Before the hurt, that mean for better or for worse I said

[Hook: Xxxtentacion]
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
I won’t be dead, misled, ahead, I never break uh
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
I won’t be dead, misled, ahead, I never break uh

[Verse 2: Kin$oul]
Through the soulless pit, I never slip, I get a grip
My mind drift to a place, where the devil lives
My soul rise to the sky, made of abyss
With the evidence, that I made with the elements
Fuck your settlement, let’s settle this now
We tearing it down, we make these incredible sounds
We cherish them now
The pain that was never announced, we singin’ it out
They look around confused like they ain’t figure it out

[Outro: Killstation]
Oh you can’t run away from everything you made
You try to erase, memories will fade

Troy Ave – Never Switch (Nupac Album)

[Intro]
Kept it gang gang and I didn’t switch
Dope boy troy, nigga word, word

[Hook]
See my mind fam get it, gettin’ rich
I kept it gang gang and I didn’t switch
You said I had no paper hater yeah you wish
I’m never fallin’ see me ballin’ baby swish
See my mind fam get it, gettin’ rich
I kept it gang gang and I didn’t switch
You said I had no paper hater yeah you wish
I’m never fallin’ see me ballin’ baby swish

[Verse 1]
On the road to riches sliding in the coupe
I fucked your bitch and on the way I ain’t say oops
Where I go shit always be equipped with hoops
I’m a baller gaterade my favorite juice
Hater-ade what you sipping on
Get some money, quit the chirping for I get you gone
I be whipping, I be dipping, I be in my foreign
Every time I get the money back I call it scoring
And you got no shots
Even if you had a draco it’ll be no shot
I’m a certified Billy you had no blocks
I came in this game rich you had no guap
Facts about me, word

[Hook]
See my mind fam get it, gettin’ rich
I kept it gang gang and I didn’t switch
You said I had no paper hater yeah you wish
I’m never fallin’ see me ballin’ baby swish
See my mind fam get it, gettin’ rich
I kept it gang gang and I didn’t switch
You said I had no paper hater yeah you wish
I’m never fallin’ see me ballin’ baby swish

[Verse 2]
Don’t count on me for favors cause it’s getting boring
I go from looking out for ’em to looking for ’em
Keep the pans you niggas can’t even touch my hands
I’m doing the MC hammer dance while I’m touching bands
Only ones I’m showing love to is my fans
Just because we are related that don’t make you fam
I’m in the game you on the bench riding all that wood
Niggas want me dead or worse broke in the hood

[Hook]
See my mind fam get it, gettin’ rich
I kept it gang gang and I didn’t switch
You said I had no paper hater yeah you wish
I’m never fallin’ see me ballin’ baby swish
See my mind fam get it, gettin’ rich
I kept it gang gang and I didn’t switch
You said I had no paper hater yeah you wish
I’m never fallin’ see me ballin’ baby swish

[Outro]
Ay, all you niggas coming round me I’m starting you off on fucking 0. I used to start niggas off wit 100 but now I got no faith in them. They don’t make no sense, they always let you the fuck down. Niggas do not be 100. They don’t even be 85
I be like "Ay nigga you short, go get the rest"
Mo’fuckers always looking for a handout
But the new shit the way they front
Be like "I ain’t looking for no handout I’m looking to work for mine whatever you got, put me on"
Nigga that’s a motherfucking handout
I need help nigga, matter of fact I need help helping myself
You go from looking out for a nigga to now you got to look for ’em
You give a nigga some shit
"Yo remember that shit I gave you?
"Ite cool"
"You ready for me to come pick that up?"
"Yeah baby come through I got that no problem"
You get there nigga give you all type of story
Yeah you know I had to go here and then you know I had to pay this and then you know I had a little bitch the other night
Man I’m not fronting these fronting ass niggas, no more

Talib Kweli & Styles P – Poets And Gangstas (The Seven Album)

[Intro]
The number 7 is the seeker, the thinker, the searcher of truth. The Seven doesn’t take anything at face value, it is always trying to understand the underlying hidden truth. The Seven knows that nothing is exactly as it seems and that reality is often hidden behind illusions

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Welcome to the conscious of the nation on hard beats
I rap to my heart beat
Keepin’ time as my feet hit the concrete
These dark streets blacker than the color of charred beef
The dark meat falling off like the flesh of a zombie
This freedom, that they dangle in front of us like some car keys
Snatch it back and peel out like a car thief
I’m sharper than shark’s teeth
They prayin’ cause the bars is godly
I’m a black star like Marcus Garvey
I’m rocking with Styles P, the ghost
‘Cause most these rappers is mouthy
Firewater got them feening like alkies
The streets need a mouthpiece
My niggas is just trying to live
No I ain’t talkin’ Sundays on South Beach
I’m talkin’ some days the fridge is empty as the shelves in Bodegas that only sell weed, coke and cigars with the flavors
As far as the neighbors, we at each others throats for the paper
The government gangster so people put they hope in a savior, nope

[Hook: Talib Kweli]
Now that’s that shit that you ain’t know that you need
The gangstas and the poets, yeah we know what it be
Plantin’ these fields of reality, we sowin’ the seeds
There’s no games like Atari, cause we not playin’ with niggas
Now that’s that shit that you ain’t know that you need
Grow somethin’, smoke somethin’ cause we rolling the trees
I got the ghost as a quarterback, he throw it to me
It’s no games like Serani, cause we not playin’ with niggas

[Verse 2: Styles P]
Wanna chat with ghost fuck a Ouija
Only board you need is the engineer’s
Armageddon and Venom here
Lyrical warfare dies if you send ’em here
MC graveyard the lyrical pallbearer [?]
If I’m there I bet you the Lord hear us
Or maybe the angels, maybe a few demons
Channel my ancestors when doing my deep breathin’
The light from the darkness giving the mic spark
With deep soul, deep brain wave and an ice heart
Get the weed in the paper and watch how the flight start but
You should get away if ever the fight start
One love but first blood drawer to get it drawn from me
They gon’ throw the peace sign but bet you they put the horns to me
Yeah I drop science of writing in Orion
On the ride with God but he letting me co-pilot
Jet until I die if you ever to profile him

[Hook: Talib Kweli]
Now that’s that shit that you ain’t know that you need
The gangstas and the poets, yeah we know what it be
Plantin’ these fields of reality, we sowin’ the seeds
There’s no games like Atari, cause we not playin’ with niggas
Now that’s that shit that you ain’t know that you need
Grow somethin’, smoke somethin’ cause we rolling the trees
I got the ghost as a quarterback, he throw it to me
It’s no games like Serani, cause we not playin’ with niggas

[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
(Niggas) sell their souls to Mephistopheles
Fuck the fourth estate, cause the devil got a monopoly
Egyptology the philosophy, fuck Socrates
How you, possibly stoppin’ me when you flow so sloppily?
Rappers, try to copy me just to prove they a man to me
Just a fan to me, standin’ right under the Kweli canopy
(it’s nice here)
Protected from ego and vanity
These culture vultures claim they like rap but be acting like Sean Hannity understanding me?

[Verse 4: Styles P]
Architect the anarchy, insanity
Humble but I’m feignin’ in vanity
Pain bringer to families
That boy is a rapper, he dead
Understanding me?
Protocol call all the pros that be flowin’
I’ll embarrass them
Rollin’ down my lane like a bowling ball
No-one know nothin’, still in awe, I’m a know-it-all
Know I kill these rappers, fuck if I know ’em y’all
Ghost and Kweli this is MC glowing y’all

[Hook: Talib Kweli]
Now that’s that shit that you ain’t know that you need
The gangstas and the poets, yeah we know what it be
Plantin’ these fields of reality, we sowin’ the seeds
There’s no games like Atari, cause we not playin’ with niggas
Now that’s that shit that you ain’t know that you need
Grow somethin’, smoke somethin’ cause we rolling the trees
I got the ghost as a quarterback, he throw it to me
It’s no games like Serani, cause we not playin’ with niggas

Talib Kweli & Styles P – Brown Guys (The Seven Album)

[Verse 1: Styles P]
I am a brown guy
But don’t call me nigga, please
Nigga please, you see that white boy, that’s a nigga b
Nigga ain’t a color, it’s a mindstate, you diggin’ me?
Maybe not, I get it tho
But all them white boys blowin’ weed they some niggas too
The difference is they got white privileges
Cops will kill me but I doubt that they kill ’em too
This ain’t a stab or a jab
But I’m feeling kinda mad they ain’t treated like a villain too
His weed is good as mine, his gun bigger than mine
And he motherfucking chilling too
Now if my color make you hate me then I hope you go blind
And can’t see what your children do
Now that sound kinda harsh
But you would feel like I feel if you had black children too
Racism make you sayin’ and I shoulda have your man
Sittin’ there with the sick face
A dickface, you a dickhead
And what you gonna to with all the people from a mixed race
America is a sick place (you know)
But we paint it to be good
This is big city talk that we spreadin’ worldwide
Coming from a humble nigga coming out a poor hood, ghost

[Bridge]
Styles P, Talib Kweli, The Seven

[Verse 2: Talib Kweli]
Life of a brown guy
Travel ’round the would with the name of a Muslim man
Now there are some up- and some downsides
The downside is niggas get their spinal cord shattered in police vans
I ain’t a Muslim but my friends is
Grew up Christian now I’m sorta spiritual I know it’s cliché
I see colors in the music
We switch it up, you see the gods mix it up like a DJ
You say you’re hating based on race, huh
And that you’re colorblind and you like Hip-Hop
Like that’s some kind of call like you can’t get punched in the face, huh
That’s why the Hindus and the Sikhs being abused by Islamophobes
Extremism is ugly no matter what or where
People who don’t believe in god kill all the time
The Bible more violent than the Quran, you see what’s in there?
Ain’t no belief system got a monopoly on all the crime
I judge a man by his actions and by his enemies
But they don’t show themselves without a good reason
This ain’t a TV show, nigga
They think they know the hood cause they seen The Wire, the good seasons
I don’t need your sympathy
I don’t need your empathy your opinion is not required here
That’s why you’re hidin’ on the Internet
‘Cause all that ‘Nigga’-shit you’re writin’ will probably get you fired, yeah
Fucked up, too

Talib Kweli & Styles P – Nine Point Five (feat. Sheek Louch, Jadakiss & Niko Is) (The Seven Album)

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
That’s the best way to keep everybody blind
When the truth is in the building all these lives gon’ die
Cause like my man Chaz Van, eh the vibes don’t lie
Man, get your hands up in the sky, wave ‘em from side to side
Cause I’m twenty years plus, still killin’ it right
This Marco Polo off the Richter, man it’s 9.5
You make the earth quake, shakin’ to death like fault line
Now when I talk about vibe, what I mean is organic
We planting seeds for the trees, we need to breathe on the planet
Indeed we really take the planet for granted
Bulldoze the granite at Standing Rock
We plundered and we wonder why the planet hot
Made in His image, are we worshipping the man or not?
Get an uncomfortable feeling every time I hear “Planet Rock”
Disappointed in the leadership, hand to God
Evidence is more than the images the cameras shot
You follow blind faith it make you seem unclean
But faith in only evidence of things I’ve seen
Cause information make it harder for us to follow discussions
But educated guesses beat wild assumptions
Information lead to knowledge, knowledge lead to wisdom
Wisdom lead to understanding, once you have all that
You start demanding justice
Justice is what love look like in public
I ain’t just writing for it, I’m out here fighting for it

[Hook: NIKO IS]
We some real muthafuckas on the rise
Under pressure but over the lies
Stand up, hands up close to the skies
‘Bout to shake the world up on a nine-point-five
We some real muthafuckas on the rise
Under pressure but over the lies
Stand up, hands up close to the skies
‘Bout to shake the world up on a nine-point-five

[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
Contemplating, I be hating how we coming up short
Filling up court, my skin pigment new black thought
Telling me lies, ain’t nothing about you moving no pies
Fabricating on your Instagram, listen fam you a king
But you carry yourself way too weak
Songs I sing is prophesized, modern day Haile Selassie
Coke bars singing young papi
Now, who want this four-pound of knowledge I shoot?
Still wavy Rolex on, bitch calling me cute
Hands up for some real niggas, when I rise, you rise
Right now I ain’t got no more tries
Mom’s chillin’ watching over me, no more cries

[Verse 3: Jadakiss]
No more tears, right now no more years
And we could throw a million protests, no one cares
‘Cause we just get all out of character and throw some chairs
Eventually they burn us out and tell us “go somewhere”
But the love is too genuine and wholesome here
That’s why the light ain’t too bright but the road look clear
Yea, personally I got my bread as a crook
But once I finish with the work I dip my head in a book
There’s room in the bed, either at the head or the foot
I tell you this, Hip Hop ain’t as dead as it looks
Naw, diversions to cover up the lies
We some real muthafuckas on the rise

[Hook: NIKO IS]
We some real muthafuckas on the rise
Under pressure but over the lies
Stand up, hands up close to the skies
‘Bout to shake the world up on a nine-point-five
We some real muthafuckas on the rise
Under pressure but over the lies
Stand up, hands up close to the skies
‘Bout to shake the world up on a nine-point-five

[Verse 4: Styles P]
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
You won’t hear a tear drop when a young child cries
Made in God’s image but tell me do God lie?
You’re deceiving, is it racism in the sky?
I believe in God, but [?]
Yea I got my third eye, wish I had my third ear
Seventh sense, I got my sixth sense in third gear
On a highway to hell, learn how to swerve fear
It’s deep talk or street talk
It’s war talk or it’s peace talk
Get the hemp paper, tear the leaf off
Spoke like you woke but you actin’ all sleep dog
The wolves give a fuck about sheep talk
The rich give a fuck about cheap talk
How figuring angles, ways to knock the beast off
This is Satan’s house but we plannin’ to break the lease off
Me and Kweli on the rise
Ghost, but you see some Ali in his eyes
Pressure bust pipes but it still make diamonds
Shining, see the silver lining in the sky
I don’t ride waves cause I’m my own tide
Learn to be peaceful, dealt my own pride
Ego, the feeble will always make the stride to take the strong out
Know hard work, took the long route
And I could do it two more times
Or matter of fact, a few more times
Tell your favorite emcee to make a few more rhymes
Then meet us on the Seven tour
What he feelin’ threatened for?
We gon’ kill ‘em lyrically, what he bring his weapons for?
Hands up, stand up, what you think we reppin’ for?
We some real muthafuckas, don’t you know that?
Lyrically, you gon’ get this picture like a Kodak