title
stringlengths 1
127
| lyrics
stringlengths 6
95.9k
|
|---|---|
a lheure ou je me couche | Un jour, on est venus au monde
Depuis, on attend qu'le monde vienne à nous
Tant mieux si la route est longue
On pourra faire un peu plus de détours
L'avenir appartient à ceux qui s'lèvent à l'heure où j'me couche
L'avenir appartient à ceux qui s'lèvent à l'heure où j'me couche
J'affronte la vie comme un aveugle avec un walkman
Comme une anomalie dans leur programme
Vos rêves sont mes cauchemars
J'aurai vingt ans toute ma vie, rien n'est jamais trop tard
Quitte à perdre le nord
Pas sûr qu'la nuit porte conseil quand on traîne dehors
Laisse-moi faire c'que j'fais de mieux
J'continuerai mes conneries jusqu'à c'qu'ils m'prennent au sérieux
Un jour, on est venus au monde
Depuis, on attend que le monde vienne à nous
Tant mieux si la route est longue
On pourra faire un peu plus de détours
L'avenir appartient à ceux qui s'lèvent à l'heure où j'me couche
L'avenir appartient à ceux qui s'lèvent à l'heure où j'me couche
Ne m'demande pas c'que nous réserve l'avenir, j'sais pas
Ça va faire une éternité qu'j'suis pas sorti d'chez moi
Le moral dans un triste état
À vivre au jour le jour comme si l'suivant n'existait pas
Marre d'observer le monde de loin
J'dois fuir ma ville et ses recoins, savoir à quoi ressemble demain
Personne ne m'souhaite bonne chance
Mais j'passerai pas ma vie à m'demander quand elle commence
Un jour, on est venus au monde
Depuis, on attend que le monde vienne à nous
Tant mieux si la route est longue
On pourra faire un peu plus de détours
L'avenir appartient à ceux qui s'lèvent à l'heure où j'me couche
L'avenir appartient à ceux qui s'lèvent à l'heure où j'me couche
Comme la gueule de bois du lundi matin
Envie d'faire demi-tour à la moitié du chemin
Quand toute la ville te répète que t'iras nulle part
Comme un somnambule au bord du ravin
Envie d'appeler à l'aide, qu'on vienne te tenir la main
Quand, tout c'que tu sais faire, c'est remettre à plus tard
À l'heure où j'me couche, quand les oiseaux chantent
La voisine part au travail pendant qu'j'm'endors avec l'amertume et l'angoisse au ventre
La vie file, moi, j'en peux plus d'l'attendre
Et si, à force, j'restais bloqué à tout jamais entre les murs d'ma chambre
Y'a rien à comprendre quand on grandit dans un scaphandre
On s'lève, on glande, on trompe l'ennui dans une galerie marchande
J'veux plus être absent d'ma propre vie
À regarder nos p'tites histoires passer à côté d'la grande
Un jour, on est venus au monde
Depuis, on attend que le monde vienne à nous
Tant mieux si la route est longue
On pourra faire un peu plus de détours
L'avenir appartient à ceux qui s'lèvent à l'heure où j'me couche
L'avenir appartient à ceux qui s'lèvent à l'heure où j'me couche
Un jour, on est venus au monde
Depuis, on attend que le monde vienne à nous
Tant mieux si la route est longue
On pourra faire un peu plus de détours
L'avenir appartient à ceux qui s'lèvent à l'heure où j'me couche
L'avenir appartient à ceux qui s'lèvent à l'heure où j'me couche
D'où l'on vient, loin de tout
Pour demain, rien ne bouge
D'où l'on vient, loin de tout
Pour demain, rien ne bouge
D'où l'on vient, loin de tout
Pour demain, rien ne bouge
D'où l'on vient, loin de tout
Pour demain, rien ne bouge |
youre never over | The days are cold, livin' without you
The nights are long, I’m growin' older
I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you
You may be gone, but you’re never over
If Proof could see me now, I know he’d be proud
Somewhere in me deep down, there’s somethin' in me he found
That made him believe in me, now no one can beat me now
You try, it’ll be them doors on Dre's Phantom, believe me, clowns
That means "suicide," homie
You’ll never throw me off of this course, blow me!
Bitch, I do this all for the sport only
But I want it all, I’m not just talkin' awards, homie
And the ball's in my court and it’s lonely
On top of the world, when you’re the only one
With the balls in your shorts
To leave their jaws on the floors with no remorse
'Member that when they get to doggin' you boy, homie
So y’all can just get to bloggin' about bologna
I’m not gonna stop, the saga continues, no stoppin' the force, Obi
I’m moppin' the floors with 'em
I keep tryna pass it, but they keep on droppin' the torch
And it won’t be long 'til this sport is O-V-E-R
Just Blaze and me, we are knockin' on doors
And no, we ain’t pumpkins on Halloween
But we’ll show up on your porch, so be
Careful what you say, there ain’t no punks over here, so follow me
Through the fog like I’m S-N-double-O-P
Let me guide you through the smoke, G
If only I wasn’t travelin' down this road by my lonely
No one who knew me like you will ever know me
I don’t think you understand how much you meant to me
The days are cold, livin' without you
The nights are long, I’m growin' older
I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you
You may be gone, but you’re never over
And it don’t stop, oh-oooh
And it don’t quit, oh-oooh
And it don’t stop, oh-oooh
And it don’t quit, oh-oooh
And I miss you, oh-oooh
I just miss you, oh-oooh
I just miss you, oh-oooh
And homie, I’ll never forget you, nooo
For you, I wanna write the sickest rhyme of my life
So sick it’ll blow up the mic, it’ll put the "dyna" in mite
Yeah, it’ll make the dopest MC
Wanna jump off a bridge and shit himself
Tap dancin' all over the beat, it’ll jump off the page and spit itself
Guess that the best thing I can do
Right now, Doody, for you is to rep
So I’m gonna fuck 'til I die, yeah, I'ma do it to death
And instead of mournin' your death
I’d rather celebrate your life, elevate to new heights
Step on the gas and accelerate, I'ma need two mics
'Cause the way that I’m feelin' tonight
Everything I can just do right
There’s nothin' that I can do wrong
I’m too strong and I’m just too hype
Just finish the rhyme and I bust it
Excuse the corny metaphor, but they’ll never catch up
To all this energy that I’ve mustard
So God, just help me out while I fight through this grievin' process
Tryna process this loss is makin' me nauseous
But this depression ain't takin' me hostage
I’ve been patiently watchin' this game
Pacin' these hallways, you had faith in me always
Proof, you knew I’d come out of this slump
Rise from these ashes, come right back on their asses
And go Mike Tyson on these bastards
And I'ma show 'em, blow 'em out the water, slaughter 'em, homes
I’ma own so many belts, only place they can hit me is below 'em
Homie, I know I’m never gonna be the same without you
I never woulda came in this game, I’m goin' insane without you
Matter fact, it was just the other night
Had another dream about you
You told me to get up, I got up, I spread my wings and I flew
You gave me a reason to fight, I was on my way to see you
You told me, "Naw, Doody, you’re not!"
Layin' on that table, I knew
I was gonna make it soon as you said, "think of Hailie", I knew
There wasn’t no way that I was ever gonna leave them babies
And Proof, not many are lucky enough
To have a guardian angel like you, Lord, I’m so thankful
Please don’t think that I don’t feel grateful, I do
Just grant me the strength that I need
For one more day to get through
So, homie, this is your song, I dedicate this to you
I love you, Doody
The days are cold, livin' without you
The nights are long, I’m growin' older
I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you
You may be gone, but you’re never over
And it don’t stop, oh-oooh
And it don’t quit, oh-oooh
And it don’t stop, oh-oooh
And it don’t quit, oh-oooh
And I miss you, oh-oooh
I just miss you, oh-oooh
I just miss you, oh-oooh
And homie, I’ll never forget you, nooo |
what in the world | You're just a little girl with grey eyes
Never mind, say something
Wait until the crowd cries
Oh, wait until the crowd cries
You're just a little girl with grey eyes
So deep in your room
You never leave your room
Something deep inside of me
Yearning deep inside of me
Talking through the gloom
What in the world can you do?
What in the world can you do?
I'm in the mood for your love
For your love
For your love
For your love
I'm just a little bit afraid of you
'Cause love won't make you cry
But, wait until the crowd goes
Oh, wait until the crowd goes
I'm just a little bit afraid of you
So deep in your room
You never leave your room
Something deep inside of me
Yearning deep inside of me
Is talking through the gloom
What in the world can I do?
What in the world can I do?
I'm in the mood for your love
For your love
For your love
Oh, what you going to say?
Oh, what you going to do?
Ah, what you going to be?
To the real me
To the real me |
interstellar | Yeaaah
Akon & G. Pequeno
La mia poesia, sporca, nata in mezzo a una via
L'asfalto qui scotta, la città in avaria
Ero davvero vicino alla follia
All'inferno, un fermo di polizia
Cancellarmi come un amnesia
Credevo di essere una stella, ero solo in mezzo alla polvere della sua scia
Là fuori una guerra, ho scaricato le armi
Quindi vieni a salvarmi, o no?
Se non c'è Marte senza Venere
Non ci sono io senza te, non c'è fumo senza cenere
Portami lontano da sta Terra, Interstellar
Se riesci a fare reagire ogni particella
Taglia il cordone che dalla strada arriva al mio ombelico
Prima che sia impazzito per diventare ricco
Lo sai soltanto quando hai quello che non si compra coi soldi
Forse insieme saremo assolti…
Uh, uh, uuuh
Give me a reason to love
Baby, uh, uh, uuuh
Give me a reason to love
Uh, uh, uuuh
Give me a reason to love
Baby, uh, uh, uuuh
Then give me a reason
Then give me a reason to love
The reason, yeah
È difficile tra i falsi rimanere vero
Io lo sono più nel male che nel bene, credo
Pensavo di essere immortale come questo cielo
La mia coscienza morta avvolta dentro a un telo nero
Amore sembra una parola troppo grossa
Il nulla mi stressa, mi affossa
E mi dimentico la mia famiglia
Correndo dietro a una bottiglia
E in effetti, prego santi imperfetti
E tu, dammi un motivo per rialzarmi domani
Non ho leggi né futuro se mi leggi le mani
Una ragione per farmi uscire da sta prigione
Soltanto tu in mezzo a un milione di altre persone
Per cambiare le sorti, uscire dai giorni storti
Piangerei mille notti, morirei mille morti
Dormo per questi incubi, non sogno mai
Aspetto il giorno che mi sveglierai…
Uh, uh, uuuh
Give me a reason to love
Baby, uh, uh, uuuh
Give me a reason to love
Uh, uh, uuuh
Give me a reason to love
Baby, uh, uh, uuuh
Then give me a reason
Then give me a reason to love
The reason, yeah
Cause you are the one that make me go crazy
You are the one … (?)
And i show you the role you play in my life
Give me a reason to love, you’re the reason why…
Uh, uh, uuuh
Give me a reason to love
Baby, uh, uh, uuuh
Give me a reason to love
Uh, uh, uuuh
Give me a reason to love
Baby, uh, uh, uuuh
Then give me a reason
Then give me a reason to love
Yeeah, cause you are the one
Give me the reason
To love |
the next best american record | My baby used to dance underneath my architecture
To the Houses of the Holy, smokin' on them cigarettes
My baby used to dance underneath my architecture
He was cool as heck
He was cool as heck
And we were so obsessed with writing the next best American record
That we gave all we had ’til the time we got to bed
'Cause we knew we could
We were so obsessed with writing the next best American record
'Cause we were just that good
It was just that good
Whatever’s on tonight‚ I just wanna party with you
Topanga's hot tonight‚ I'm taking off my bathing suit
You make me feel like
There's something that I never knew I wanted
My baby used to dance underneath my architecture
He was '70s in spirit‚ '90s in his frame of mind
My baby used to dance underneath my architecture
We lost track of space
We lost track of time
And we were so obsessed with writing the next best American record
That we gave all we had 'til the time we got to bed
'Cause we knew we could
We were so obsessed with writing the next best American record
’Cause we were just that good
It was just that good
Whatever’s on tonight, I just wanna party with you
Topanga's hot tonight, I’m taking off my bathing suit
You make me feel like
There's something that I never knew I wanted
We play the Eagles down in Malibu and I want it
It's you‚ all the roads lead to you
Everything I want and do, all the things that I say
It's true, all the roads lead to you
Like the 405 I drive through
Every night and every day
I see you for who you really are
Why the thousands of girls love
The way Bill plays guitar
Whatever’s on tonight‚ I just wanna party with you
Topanga's hot tonight, I'm taking off my bathing suit
You make me feel like
There's something that I never knew I wanted
We play the Eagles down in Malibu and I want it
There's something that I never knew I wanted |
she had the world | She held the world upon a string
But she didn't ever hold me
Spun the stars on her fingernails
But it never made her happy
'Cause she couldn't ever have me
She said she'd won the world at a carnival
But she could never win me
'Cause she couldn't ever catch me
I, I know why
Because when I look in her eyes, I just see the sky
When I look in her eyes
Well, I just see the sky
I don't love you, I'm just passing the time
You could love me if I knew how to lie
But who could love me? I am out of my mind
Throwing a line out to sea to see if I can catch a dream
The sun was always in her eyes
She didn't even see me
But that girl had so much love
She'd wanna kiss you all the time
Yeah, she'd wanna kiss you all the time
She said she'd won the world at a carnival
But I'm sure I didn't ruin her
Just made her more interesting
I'm sure I didn't ruin her
Just made her more interesting
I, I know why
Because when I look in her eyes, I just see the sky
When I look in her eyes
Well, I just see the sky
I don't love you, I'm just passing the time
You could love me if I knew how to lie
But who could love me? I am out of my mind
Throwing a line out to sea to see if I can catch a dream |
kos determination | So many emcees focusin' on black people extermination
We keep it balanced with that (knowledge of self), determination
It's hot, we be blowin' the spots, with conversations
C'mon let's smooth it out like Soul Sensation
We in the house like Japanese in Japan, or Koreans in Korea
Head to Philly and free Mumia with the Kujichagulia (True)
Singin' is swingin' and writin' is fightin', but what
They writin' got us clashin' like titans it's not excitin'
(No question), bein' a black man is demandin'
The fire's in my eyes and the flames need fannin'
(The fire's in my eyes and the flames need fannin')
(The fire's in my eyes and the flames need fannin')
With that what? (Knowledge of self) determination
With that what? (Knowledge of self) determination
With that what? (Knowledge of self) determination
With that what? (Knowledge of self) determination
With that what? (Knowledge of self) determination
Things I say and do, may not come quite through
My words may not convey just what I'm feelin'
Yes yes come on, yes yes
Knowledge of self is like (life after death)
With that you never worry about your last breath
Death comes, that's how I'm livin', it's the next days
The flesh goes underground, the book of life, flip the page
Yo they askin' me how old, we (livin' the same age)
I feel the rage of a million niggas (locked inside a cage)
At exactly which point do you start to realize
That (life without knowledge is death in disguise?)
That's why, knowledge of self is like life after death
Apply it, to your life, let destiny manifest
Different day, same confusion, (we're gonna take this
Hip-hop shit and keep it movin'), shed a little light
Now y'all bloomin' like a flower with the power of the evident
Voices and drums original instruments
In the flesh presently presentin' my representation
With that what? (Knowledge of self) determination
With that what? (Knowledge of self) determination
With that what? (Knowledge of self) determination
With that what? (Knowledge of self) determination
With that what? (Knowledge of self) determination
Things I say and do, may not come quite through
My words may not convey just what I'm feelin'
Things I say and do, may not come quite through
My words may not convey just what I'm feelin'
The most important time in history is, (now), the present
So count your blessings cause time can't define the essence
But you stressin' over time and you follow the Roman calendar
(These people into cloning like Gattaca), you can bet
They tryin' to lock you down like Attica, (the African diaspora
Represents strength in numbers), a giant can't slumber forever
I know you gotta get that cheddar whatever
Aiyyo I heard you twice the first time money, get it together
You must be history, you repeatin' yourself out of the pages
You keepin' yourself depleatin' your spiritual wealth
That quick cash'll get your ass quick fast in (houses of detention)
Inner-city concentration camps where no one pays attention
Or mentions the ascension of death, (till nothing's left)
The young, gifted and Black are (sprung addicted to crack)
All my people where y'all at cause, y'all ain't here
And your hero's using your mind as a canvas to paint fear
With broad brush strokes and tales of incarceration
You get out of jail with that (knowledge of self determination)
Stand in ovation, because you put the hue in human
Cause and effect, effect everything you do
And that's why I got (love in the face of hate)
Hands steady so the lines in the mental illustration is straight
The thought you had (don't even contemplate)
Infinite like figure eight there's no escape
With that what? (Knowledge of self) determination
With that what? (Knowledge of self) determination
With that what? (Knowledge of self) determination
With that what? (Knowledge of self) determination
With that what? (Knowledge of self) determination
Things I say and do, may not come quite through
My words may not convey just what I'm feelin'
Things I say and do, may not come quite through
My words may not convey just what I'm feelin'
(This the funky singing by Miss Vinia Mojica
This the funky singing by Miss Vinia Mojica
Knowledge of self)
Things I say and do, may not come quite through
My words may not convey just what I'm feelin'
What I'm feelin, what I'm feelin, ooooh, what I'm feelin' |
redblue | Uh, red blood, red blood drops
Red was a young light skin nigga from the block
Red blood he thug he was a product of his pops
Pop a lock pop a pop-pop-pop a nigga for some guap
Red blood drops, red blood drop
Red dropped right out of school he's a lefty with the Glock
Red got into the usual maneuvering the block
Red, white, green, blue, red, next steady watching
Red blood drops, finally got shot
But he didn't die it only made him wilder
And revenge is an easy way for him to gain power
Game over, gunpowder, women crying holding flowers for dead, Red, roses are red, violets are blue
Violence beget violence annihilate your crew
Silence among tyrants terrorising
Y'all niggas banging on your web browser, we can't allow ya
To infiltrate the shit that we been kickin' since the slaves
Still better than my demons tryna lock us in a cage ok, ok, ok
I see how we gon play lists
Said that they reserved a seat for who play for mayhem
D-d-dayum, in the nighttime, and the AM anybody red it's slay 'em
Fuck the red, the white, the blue, only areas are grey
Red never drop his flag and he banging to this day or to the day he D.O.A
Even if he pray he probably won't be ok but fuck it
But fuck it (fuck it)
You read my mind, he probably won't live a day past 28, 29
Legally drinks, in a wink roller-rink date propose, and she break down crying, toast red wine
Count down the days 'till the baby's a full-blown now
Momma's a grand-momma she proud, look at her child
Watching this child grow up, kiss your wife when she come home from work
Dream job, best friend's still involved, hanging late nights
Reminiscing 'bout the red, blue blue, red red
Ok but daddy's still got life, child first game, first name, he is every milestone 'till he grown, graduating
And he vacationin', after retirement
With his wife alone somewhere in North Ireland
That's your life I know that everyone desire it
But how we gon' live long as they keep firing
That red blue, blue red pill, pill real real
Do you live reality or are you in the matrix still?
Man nah, nah, nah, rap you gotta come harder than that man
Stop playing with these niggas man, go ahead and give it to em
Really rap it
Uh, when you confident, fuck compliments nigga I got so much esteem I don't ever iron facts
I came out my momma not a wrinkle on me nigga, when you straight as me, fuck niggas can't understand that
Talk a lot'a shit but they ain't talkin' bout shit watch me scare the shit out these niggas, toilet's in the back
Wash my hands of niggas yo I'm really done with niggas if you got a problem then I hope it come with luck
Can't make a couple diamonds without the homie cuz
We already been the future without the gram bruh
I'm back in L.A on my bullshit like cops that pull quick on niggas who just happen to be black
I don't believe you like we don't believe that, get so much respect I could rock a blue L.A cap
Welcome home, baby girl where you been at? Out dodging bullshit, matador, they mad at that
But I just laugh at these niggas, hahahahahaha |
exogenesis symphony part ii cross pollination | Rise above the crowds
And wade through toxic clouds
Breach the outer sphere
The edge of all our fears
Rest with you
We are counting on you
It's up to you
Spread our codes to the stars
You must rescue us all
Spread our codes to the stars
You must rescue us all
Tell us, tell us your final wish
Now we know you can never return
Tell us, tell us your final wish
We will tell it to the world |
404error | Searching for file
Always talk about money, like it mean something you way too funny
Hope you get it in abundance spend it like you want it
Go and tell me how you does it
Salute me R.I.P. Stack Bundles
See me play now they calling for a huddle
I don't fight I don't get into a tussle
I don't ever gotta flex no muscle
Adrenaline running around my tracks
No don't tell Bones to relax
My feet up reclining rewinding to the day that we scrapped that cab
3 A.M, snow on the grass
3:06, we made them tracks
Don't know how we made it back its a fact that all I know's a regretful past
Frostbite, cover my hands up to my face I don't feel a thing
Frostbite, cover my hands up to my face I don't feel a thing
Wait!
Sitting in the back seat, where we going?
I can't recognize one face anymore
I don't know no one everything foreign
Fuck it all somebody help me out |
active kings | Aye yo man
That shit lookin too TD
That mean Turned down
Lets get this shit active
You want to get active
I don’t really care lil' mama, what’s the deal?
You got a nice body
I’m hungry now, baby tell me how you feel
Because if you ain’t there we can do foreplay
Girl let's kick it like soccer like Jorge
Have fun in this house, call it horseplay
She like a nigga with some cake like a birthday
Not a little scrawny little nigga doing four days
But don’t get me wrong, I’m skinny with a dope shape
This girl tell me skinny niggas got the bigger dicks
Cause I pulled out mine and I was big as shit
I never speak high league on you little kids
And when I say little, I’m talking big kids
Ya bitch let you talk shit you wear lipstick
Your girl call me ice cream cause that big stick
You wonder why I got a nickname and you didn’t
She said she you barely even hit it, I give her the business
Man you live for this chick, you feel for this chick
But when I come around her crib, I go in on this chick
You want to get active, or want to get chill
I don’t really care Lil mama what’s the deal
You got a nice body, looking like a Meal
I’m hungry now baby tell me how you feel?
She trying to run from me, then she brought it back to me
She trying to run from me, then she brought it back to me
She trying to run from me, then she brought it back to me
She trying to run from me, then she brought it back to me
Shit bang bitch, active
Pigeon fly in the coupe, money in the mattress
Can’t fuck this chick, cause she crazy like my last bitch
Might let you get a taste, Go on tell your girlfriend
So icky wet, really really she a fan
I really want to put her on, but it’s no hands
Overnight celebrity off the slow jam
Bad to the bone, bone baby you want it
So famished, eat it if its Spanish
No bandana, bang my hammer
Girls getting gooey and the Gucci all wow
Carrera and Louie fuck you in your all gown
Owww, Ayyy, pass on to Ben J
In the rose red mirror, she a devil with a waist
Last King Pharaoh , motherfucker in the game
These niggas ain't thorough throw it up in your face, Ayee
You want to get active, or want to get chill
I don’t really care Lil mama what’s the deal
You got a nice body, looking like a Meal
I’m hungry now baby tell me how you feel?
She trying to run from me, then she brought it back to me
She trying to run from me, then she brought it back to me
She trying to run from me, then she brought it back to me
She trying to run from me, then she brought it back to me
Woah she got to watch it if she skeet on me
I got that underrated dick cause she sleep on me
I close the curtains she go nuts, no common sense
She going German on the blowjobs like "Khhh" and shit
If you gotta go, we can do it in your car
She said my pipe is meaner then the comments on WorldStar
Of course I’m wearing latex, but first I made her taste it
I went down and did the same shit, make the kitty purr like trey pens
My mouth be getting all riddle on her clit real tongue licking
Tony, I’m a pharaoh on the head, “Well Done” get it
I made it rain, bitch, now get a hommie something
She said her name was Paris, and this that Dirty Money!
Please don’t be without a sleeve
'Cause you might get burned like Cleveland 23
Rule blind scissors to the eye, blind sight bastard
YM, 100, West Side, Active
You want to get active, or want to get chill
I don’t really care Lil mama what’s the deal
You got a nice body, looking like a Meal
I’m hungry now baby tell me how you feel?
She trying to run from me, then she brought it back to me
She trying to run from me, then she brought it back to me
She trying to run from me, then she brought it back to me
She trying to run from me, then she brought it back to me |
green goblin | (Jahlil Beats, holla at me!)
Turn me up, I'm good now, leggo
Leggo, she call me daddy but you can call me Millz (haha)
Breezy, what up? Hahaha
Uh, one time for B.I.G, wave a finger front to back
I ain't gotta tell you where I'm from, you see it on my cap
501's on my leg, Polo men on my tee
Jordan ain't no kin to me but I keep 'em on my feet
I like a big ghetto booty on a P.Y.T
With a Fifth Ave. S.W.A.G
Somethin' just like me, YSL, Gucci
I like them girls in Louis V, red bottoms, Lou B's
Two fingers to the G's, what it is? What it be?
If you ballin', raise ya bottle and yell, "Free Tunechi"
Free, Free Tunechi 'til they free Tunechi
I'm Q-Vision in the club, watch me make a movie (now leggo)
I got money, money my problem (leggo)
Love doin' math so it's money I'm solvin'
Never, ever stoppin', but these niggas steady coppin', haha
So I'm ugly with the money, ugly, ugly, Green Goblin
Fuck them other haters 'cause I'm down for my niggas
I got money in my pockets so there's no room for your digits
I be in and outta state, err'day a different place
And I be hittin' home runs while you still on second base
Ya boy be poppin' them bottles of Rosé
Fuckin' models in every single damn way
No offense to ugly women but I need a pretty face
If you skinny or eat plenty, it don't matter either way
'Cause I'ma get it, hit it, quit it then I pass you off to Jae... Millz
Speed racer on the track, call me Hot Wheels
Them bullets long like fries, get a Happy Meal
Black Card, red Chucks, Batman & Robin
Spider-Man eatin' up the money, Green Goblin
I got money, money my problem
Love doin' math so it's money I'm solvin' (Breezy, I see you, boy)
Never, ever stoppin', but these niggas steady coppin'
So I'm ugly with the money, ugly, ugly, Green Goblin (Young Money, leggo)
I got money, money my problem (uh, leggo)
Love doin' math so it's money I'm solvin' (uh, I said leggo)
Never, ever stoppin', but these niggas steady coppin'
So I'm ugly with the money, ugly, ugly, Green Goblin
'Til I die, I'm uptown and dead Presi's what I'm countin' in
Cut milli-mountains, nigga, what you know about 'em? (What?)
So Harlem 'til I go, fuck a stylist, I be stylin' (huh?)
Comin' down 125th, paper plated, drop wildin'
He screamin' 'til it's easy, but love me or leave me (uh, word)
For New York, free Remy and for YM, free Weezy (yes)
Me and C. Breezy, Chubby Chuck TZ's (hold up)
We on that cherry carpet while you watchin' us on TV (leggo)
Trust me, I'm mountain clean, if the boy in my regime
On stage, I'm poison, Hot Tub Time Machine, y-yeah
The all doubtin' but they favorite slouchin'
And all I got for these niggas is flames, douse 'em
Who want test me? Get off the expressway (uh, Breezy)
This is not an Esther, nigga, it's an XJ (no, mean)
Swag freakin' American, tatted like an esé
Take your ass directly to the morgue is what my chest say (uh-huh)
Yes Jay, yes Jay, stunt like Harlem taught ya (leggo)
My diamonds stupid bright, V-Violet Ultra (yeah, wild)
They all counted me out, they thought Millz was over (yup)
But look who's talkin' now motherfuckers, John Travolta
I got money, money my problem (leggo)
Love doin' math so it's money I'm solvin' (Millz)
Never, ever stoppin', but these niggas steady coppin' (I said leggo)
So I'm ugly with the money, ugly, ugly, Green Goblin (so I'm ugly with the money, ugly, ugly, Green Goblin)
I got money, money my problem (Millz, that's me)
Love doin' math so it's money I'm solvin' (C. Breezy, that's him)
Never, ever stoppin', but these niggas steady coppin' (YMCMB)
So I'm ugly with the money, ugly, ugly, Green Goblin (CBE)
ENT
Let me say that one more time
I said um, okay
It's YMCMB, CBE, ENT
Leggo
Lil good lookin'
Leggo, uh
I said
Leggo |
diary | If I told you I wanted to talk to you
You know, you think I'm tryna holla at you
And maybe I am but
You wouldn't hear me out anyway's would you?
Rather lose love than to move on never knowing what it feel like
Short days, long nights
By the phone, no call
Need a clear mind cause I been blind, got me goin' down that road
Heart made of stone
Far away from home
Black woman you cold
Every problem that you ever had with another man I gotta face
Started off on thin ice
I'm still here but I can't skate
Slow sink, can't breathe, no remorse, don't think
Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat
Queen, you deserve the title but she rejects what I give, while she nurse the wounds by them
Tried them didn't work
Got impossible standards
Nothing I'ma do is gon work
Diary of a black girl
I wonder why, I sit and cry
Wish I could shed all these tears
Im down and out
I'll keep on moving and tryna get out
I don't know how to move on
Where I went wrong
I wish I could live with no fear
So down and out
I'll keep it moving and tryna get out
Somehow
Raised by a momma who, who
Hates her baby father so, so
She don't have a problem with, with
Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick
I'm just tryna be the one who never run, but you run away from me
Your girlfriend's man cheat, cheat
Why not me the same thing
She can't see in me, what I see in her
This pain she inherit can't be reversed
I can't even stay living in the shade of all the motherfuckers that played ya
The irony in that is that I ain't even that, but you put it those pages
Wife, you deserve the label but, but you been hurt before so you sore and don't feel your able
Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing I ever do works
Diary of a black girl
I wonder why, I sit and cry
Wish I could shed all these tears
Im down and out
I'll keep on moving and tryna get out
I don't know how to move on
Where I went wrong
I wish I could live with no fear
So down and out
I'll keep it moving and tryna get out
Somehow
See all I ever wanna do is be relevant
Just tell me that I ever meant anything
Or that you could ever see me and you in another light
But it's like the dark women endures the darkest nights by the wrong man
And see mostly all of them have made you somewhat incapable of a first impression
What I do is I channel my aggression with no cable or antenna
Just intentions to impress you, if capable
Hoping that the material possessions can materialize to a better you
Cars, nothing I drive can drive you out of this frame of mind
With such an ugly picture in it and
Money, nothing I buy can buy me more time for your ears to tell your heart to listen to it
Diamonds, a girl's best friend is what they say, but believe me with the right allegiance shorty you gon shine anyways
And every day that goes by is a couple more lines in her diary
The day before is better than the present
So anyone presented in her presence endures these life sentences
No key for release
No reason to be around
Her minds in the clouds
She writes it all down
In her diary
I wonder why, I sit and cry
Wish I could shed all these tears
Im down and out
I'll keep on moving and tryna get out
I don't know how to move on
Where I went wrong
I wish I could live with no fear
So down and out
I'll keep it moving and tryna get out
Somehow |
just blowin in the wind | Blow, blow, blow, blowin' in the wind
I'm, I'm, I'm, just, just, blowin' in the wind
Wind, wind, I'm, I'm, just blowin' in the wind
Wind, blowin' in, blowin' in, blowin' in the wind
Wind, wind, wind
Stronger then the locomotive, duffel bags of explosive
Make a savage disappear, like it's magic, hocus pocus
Auto focus memory, like the Canon 7D
Sharing heaven with my brethren, laying up with seventy
Persian virgins made for splurging, for deserving worthiest
Swerving on the merging traffic, boy, I'm impervious
The flack attack cat, on crack-a-lack
And Real Steel, like Hugh Jackman, black man with two mac tens
And two white bitches who's computer hacking, when they menstruate, great
They take it through the back end
You got your advance, but I doubt you got your back end
They thought I was out, but they brought me back in
I'm sick like Colombiana, only dick, understands that
Keep a nickel plated hammer, bammer blast, bark fast
Faster than a camera, grenades and a canister
They fading these amateurs, Hip Hop, God body
Superman stamina, you better come clean like Jeru the Damaja
Who's your hype man, is he also your manager?
When you get sprayed, does he get paid to bandage ya?
Kid, I will vanish ya, you I know will challenge ya
The God will banish ya, to land far beyond our star spangled banner's up
Better get your manners up, you was just a fan of us
And you could never fuck with the Wu-Tang Clan and us
Dead walk and leaving foes in coffins
No man alive can bare the shit that I walked in
A brass instrument, vibration from the Iron Fist
Blood drip like rain, pouring amongst men
Walk with God, swing the, sword of a marksmen
Penetrate the seeds, exterminate and defeat
I'm obsolete and you plead, fear the hate I bring
Cremate like the steam of a kettle
Inhale the breath of the devil, inevitable what we bring
The pleasure, and the pain, the measures in the game
Infecting the world with methods, the chosen unrespected
The martyr, bomb the entire army of liars
Settle down, took it down, bring it down, just a notch
My pride over standing, your soul I'm demanding
Your heart filled with fear, I see it in your eyes
Zombie gang nigga, on the rise
Darkness, darkness, all I see is darkness
Flesh made of bronze, although I bleed I am heartless
Impenetrable, fucking, unbreakable
Leave you fake, the humble, overcoming, this is incapable
Cuz pain, is what I cater to, in war there are casualties
And I bring death to anyone from the free to the shackled feet
We rape and pillage, leave your town in ruins
I don't understand your tears, hate to me is an illusion
And so is fear as well, my reign will reach through different realms
And we feared in hell
Blood from the foes soak my tattered clothes
Beneath my toes lies the mountain pile of those
Who chose to go against the most, unstoppable foes
Thinking you can stop the unstoppable, think you just froze
I'm the light, I'm the dark, I'm the right, I'm the wrong
Man of Bronze, meets the Iron Arm
Premonition while I'm writing scriptures on the Iron Horse
Blow, blow, blow, blowin' in the wind
I'm, I'm, I'm, just, just, blowin' in the wind
Wind, wind, I'm, I'm, just blowin' in the wind
Wind, blowin' in, blowin' in, blowin' in the wind
Wind, wind, wind |
o come o come emmanuel | Coming to the stage now
Is our new singer, first time on television, though you've probably heard of him
He is the president of the Doris Day fan club
Actually I hear that Sinatra has a restraining order against him
Please, help me welcome him to the stage, Tyler Joseph
Oh no, no
O come, O come, Emmanuel
And ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appears
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel
No, no
Oh no
O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night
And death's dark shadows put to flight
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel
Oh no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, no
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel
Tyler Jefferson everybody, round of applause
Wow, that was dark
That was dark
You do realise that it's Christmas
The carol's great
Carol is great, but so is Betty but she doesn't make me want to cry
I hear you're going on tour
Yeah, my band and I
Oh your band, let me stop you right there
Elvis never needed a band
I'm not Elvis
You didn't need to tell me twice
Tyler Rae-Jepsen everybody
Thank you, so Merry Christmas Tyler
Get off the stage
Ma, I'm tryna
Bring back Tyler, he's got something, am I right |
mercury retrograde | Ask me if I give a fuck about a clique, ayy
Ask me if I give a fuck about a diss, yuh
Ask me if I give a fuck about fame, yuh
Recently I just don't give a fuck about a thing, yuh
Ask me if I give a fuck about a diss, ayy
Ask me if I give a fuck about a clique, yuh
Ask me if I give a fuck about fame, yuh
Recently I just don't give a fuck about a thing, yuh
Ayy, I just decided by the grace of the god Poseidon
That you're so dead to me I dug a hole for you to lie in
I'm sick and disowning, all the moments, and the key components
That led me to follow hollow promises from empty monads
It's 11 degrees and I can see my breath so I know I'm breathing
But I got no pulse, I swear to Thelema my heart ain't beating
I better get back to the black hole sun
Leaving my gun, I don't need it for this one
I'm finding the silver lining and I'm mining for hope
Tryna keep my wrists closed
You are toxic
My blood, your lips
You are toxic
My blood, your lips
I'm about to pass and I know I'm not (Know I'm not)
Not comin' back 'til I resurrect (I resurrect)
Scatter me so I don't ever come back
I was alone and I never wanna go back
Ask me if I give a fuck about a diss, ayy
Ask me if I give a fuck about a clique, yuh
Ask me if I give a fuck about fame, yuh
Recently I just don't give a fuck about a thing, yuh
Ask me if I give a fuck about a diss, ayy
Ask me if I give a fuck about a clique, yuh
Ask me if I give a fuck about fame, yuh
Recently I just don't give a fuck about a thing, yuh |
my niggas | Just cause I love my niggas, (Ruff Ryders)
I shed blood for my niggas. (Ryde or die)
Let a nigga holla, "Where my niggas?" (Get down or lay down)
All I wanna hear is, "Right here my niggas."
(We here nigga)
You won't take this from me baby!
You will not take this from me baby!
Ya know grrrrr
My niggas some niggas that you don't wanna try
My niggas some niggas that's really do or die
My niggas will have you cowards ready to cry
My niggas will fry
My niggas will rob
My niggas keep niggas on they fuckin' job
My niggas know what it's like when shit gettin' hard
My niggas stay pullin' you other niggas cards
My niggas It's God
My niggas we'll shine
My niggas just knew it was a matter of time
My niggas let me know to keep fuckin' with the rhymes
My niggas ain't no longer livin' with crime
My niggas is fine
My niggas is good
My niggas keep you niggas knocking on wood
My niggas know how to take it back to the hood
My niggas will put you down right where you stood
My niggas they could
My niggas they will
My niggas take you straight to the back & get ill
My niggas give it straight to the back when we kill
My niggas put niggas on ice til they chill
My niggas is still my niggas is dogs my niggas (echoes) |
picture me rollin | Getting lifted, feeling right
Double cup, dirty Sprite
Baddest bitch, you know she mine
But you know I don’t love ‘em, and you know I don’t cuff ‘em, no
On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna fuck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she loving, she loving
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I’m in the blood red Lambo, yeah the what up 5
Got the killers and the bitches that be ready to ride
Cause they loving, they loving
Picture me rollin' 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', aw yeah
Rolled my weed up for the night, I'm tryna smoke, aw yeah
See them clouds, you know we high, too fucked, woah yeah
If you don't smoke girl, it's alright, and I ain't worried 'bout a damn thing
That's more for me so I don't mind, I don't mind, oh
On the West side tryna feel the breeze
On a mission tryna fuck with OHB
She say she fell in love with the G in me
And she loving, she loving
You know I got the homies parked right outside
I’m in the blood red Lambo, yeah the what up 5
Got the killers and the bitches that be ready to ride
Cause they loving, they loving
Picture me rollin' 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', aw yeah
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
All night long, play it if this your song
Picture me rollin', Forgiatos on the Wraith, 64 sitting on track
Picture me rollin' from Virginia to the Bay, top down, switching lanes
Picture me rollin' private jet on the red eye, from VA to LA
Picture me rollin', 500, picture me rollin', aw yeah
Whole bunch of money in the safe
I got a chopper outside for a rainy day
I dirty, dirty, yeah keep it on my waist
Call me the baker man, I'm making all the cake
I got a bitch with an attitude problem
I know she crazy but I know that pussy awesome
Top down, riding round, nigga who are you?
I got ups bitch, what can Brown do for you? Picture me rollin', aw yeah |
the cave episode 6 | Woah, Kenny!
I been making moves, I done made the news
All the kids is brainwashed sippin' on the Kool
Crippin' like a fool, grippin' on the tool
I'm a sure shot when I shaka-laka boom
My gang not Boonk, my name not Fu-
-Gazi, I'm Jay Z from down, need a Suzannah baby
The money done changed me, gang bangin' out
But I'm still gang bangin' every time you hear my mouth
Caught a case from my .38, I was in and out
Bought a vase for my dinners place, bad bitch pretty couch
Why your neck look like a freezer but you sleepin' on Ikea?
Boy I wouldn't wanna be ya if the D.A. chucks me out
Dead homies, bread on me
And Kenny Beats is the police
Kenny Beats is the police
He's my one white homie
Dead homies, white homies
Kenny Beats is the police
If Kenny Beats is the police
Then I-
I don't fuck with the police, nigga |
okaga ca | Let's just run away from here (cause it's not, cause it's not)
Working out on Earth, my dear (cause It's not, cause it's not)
What you really want girl (ooh)
My heart stops pumping blood, when I see you (I see you, when I see you)
But try to play it cool because (I like you, I really like you)
Girl, you're so special
To me, to me
To me, to me
To me, to me
To me, to me
To me, to me
To me, to me
To me...
Let's move to California
Right now (pack your bags, go pack your bags)
I have wings on my back, so we don't (take the plane, have to take the plane)
Girl, I know you ready, I can see it in your eyes
(Boy, I know you're not, I can tell you're terrified)
Oh, nobody has to know and if they did, they wouldn't care
(When you rub my hands switching fifth gear)
Forget about it baby, let's not waste our afternoon (forget about it baby)
Cause we're gonna go fly to the moon (we're gonna go flyin' to the moon)
Yeah, but anyway (Pack your bags, did you pack your bags)
Leave your crew, bring your coat, cause it’s cold (leave your crew, bring your coat)
Girl, you're so special
To me, to me
To me, to me
To me, to me
To me, to me
To me, to me (ohh)
(Don't you wanna go girl)
(Let's go, let's go)
(Right now)
I think I believe you (Let me show you how girl)
It's nice that I need to
The earth is so rough I'm not calling your bluff
What, what, what (She would love that)
I think I believe you
Take me higher
Let's make our way over
To the Okaga cave
Today (today)
There we will stay, play it cool now
X-Y-Z how?
Welcome me in
Then we'll begin
Suckin' on my ears, fingers rubbing through your hair
Fastwind, slowwind, fuck yeah, we behaving bad, uh
Probably couldn't tell but I be blushing when you with me
When you kiss me, swear to God, blood was rushing to my Jimmy, oh
Laying on my trampoline, looking at the stars
From my fake space fog machine
Laying on my arm, it's dead
From the pressure of your head
I said I loved you, said it back
Like it was scripted, but you meant it
Like the flavor of that lemonade
That we was sippin on our sushi-ridden dinner date
Oh, you think you special now?
Other bitches trippin' now
Cause we're fleeing to the moon
Fuck Earth, man we sick of y'all
Wings on my backs and we ain't gotta cop a ticket, nah, nah, nah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, let's go to the moon!
Oh yeah, let's go to the moon!
Oh yeah (Let's go!)
Oh yeah, let's go to the moon!
Oh yeah, let's go to the moon!
(Watch this) Let's go to the moon!
Oh yeah
(Favorite director)
(Gonna be good)
Come on, baby
What you wanna do?
(I’ll be okay)
(I really like you)
Take me away
Fuck what they say
To another place
Another day
We in outer space
We'll waste our days
Sade, Sade, Sade (sade)
Oh, right now (fuck what they say)
Yes!
Let's go to the moon (Yes!)
(Alright alright let me do it, hold up, shhh)
(It's about to start) |
cupid carries a gun | Pound me the witch drums, witch drums
Pound me the witch drums
Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
I'm the curled up fists
Dead and hardened spiders
Like two mangled crowns
On the white heads of the meanest coiled snakes
Folks say that I
Look like Death
Lived in the hotel of my eyes
Blinds wide open like a whore
Paid in spit from that hearse between her thighs
Keep your halos tight
I'm your god or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine
Because now
Cupid carries a gun
Now, now
Cupid, Cupid carries a gun
Pound me the witch drums, witch drums
Pound me the witch drums
Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
She had those crow-black eyes
Starless, but she fucked like a comet
She laid as still as a Bible
And it felt like Revelations when I looked inside
Keep your halos tight
I'm your god or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine
Because now
Cupid carries a gun
Now, now
Cupid, Cupid carries a gun
Pound me the witch drums, witch drums
Pound me the witch drums
Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah |
feel that | Smokin' on that g-pen got me tweakin, yeah I feel that
INNANET done, it's traffic season and I feel that
My bitch say "Vic baby you crazy" yeah, I feel that
Them niggas fubu they fugazi lean got me lazy
I'm sippin' on that oil, they say they drillin' they don't do that
Say Vic the shit boy that's old news I thought you knew that
I'm in that paper you get you one I get two of that
I need that, big boy up in Nordstrom spend like three stack
I just bought my bitch three pairs of heels yeah she feel that
I might have a fefe on Ben Franklin yeah I'm throwin' that
Bitch I think I'm McNabb with the eagle I'm the quarterback, run it back
Throw a bullet at me bet I'm buckin' back
She drop down and pussy pop
I might put a Ben Franklin on top of that
I see a new watch I'm coppin' that
I'm off the liquor and the kill and I feel that
I feel that, I feel that
I feel that, I feel that
She on the phone she wanna fuck me and I feel that
I feel that, I feel that
I'm dope as shit, I deal that, I'm UPS, I mail that
Molly rock they feelin' it, brand new shit like everyday
My money train stay on the track, nana clip they peel back
Bill Russell shit got tall stacks, put your little bills away
Fuck pigs, bring home the bacon yeah I did that
I stashed them bundles in the basement where I hid that
Fly out Jamaica on vacation cause I live that, that's real talk
My poppa said be patient and it will crack
I think I'm legend in the making, yeah I feel that
She give me top, she give me skully, she don't wear a hat
I need my money paid in fully, you aware of that
Fuck you mean bitch I been that nigga and I'm still that |
resentment live at on the run tour | ORIGINAL LYRICS:
I'll always remember feeling like I was no good / Like I couldn't do it for you like your mistress could
Been ridin' with you for six years I gotta look at her in her eyes and see she's had half of me
NEW LYRICS:
I'll always remember feeling like I was no good / Like I couldn't do it for you like that wack bitch could
Been ridin' with you for twelve years I gotta look at her in her eyes and see she's had half of me. She ain't even half of me. That bitch will never be |
dtm awards 14 | When my daddy died I went through deep depression
T Ferg was on the run, he was a felon
My uncle dipping T up in the cell and
He was in them shackles since an adolescent
Now he out them jumpsuits and that's a blessin'
When it's tough I tell him never get discouraged
I'mma take you out the hood, uncle, don't worry
And now he first class at different telly's
And he love that shit, nigga love that shit
Cause your nephew made it
Now we on them tourbuses, getting faded
Eight band in that sock, fucking Asians
All she know is sucky, suck, fuck what I'm saying
I hope this cock'll fit, that's what I'm praying
And baby if you hear this song I'm playing
Japan was fun as hell, all that I'm saying
Kawaii to my pretty Asians
Shout outs to my mama, rest in peace to my daddy
Shout outs to uncle T, I'mma put you in a caddy
Shout outs to Pretty Flacko, Yamborghini and Jabari
I'mma let y'all ugly niggas know I love you
Ain't no rewards for that
Ugly ass niggas, I love y'all
Yeah, ain't no rewards for that
I swear
That verse right there, was for my momma
Shouts out to the lady, I'm thinking you did it
She grew me and raised me and tutored me daily
Cause school was crazy
And who would've knew that Ru would've made it
The blueprint you laid it and we conversated
Heated and debated on what I would do if school didn't make it
I dropped out of school and ooh you hated
You didn't want me to look foolish, nigga
Who would be bigger than Yohji Yamamoto
Fendi and Versace, blue is her favorite
You didn't want to take me
I get it, you didn't want to lose your baby
But now your friends say ''who your baby?
The one with the crew and them dudes is crazy''
Especially Marty and Lou be hazy
Illy be smoking like two in a day |
the 6th sense | The revolution will not be televised
The revolution is here
Yeah, it's Common Sense, with DJ Premier
We gonna help y'all see clear
It's real hip-hop music, from the soul, y'all
Yeah, check it, yo
The perseverence of a rebel I drop heavier levels
It's unseen or heard, a king with words
Can't knock the hustle, but I've seen street dreams deferred
Dark spots in my mind where the scene occured
Some say I'm too deep, I'm in too deep to sleep
Through me, Muhammad will forever speak
Greet brothers with handshakes on ghetto landscapes
Where a man is determined by how much a man make
Cop Cognacs and spit old raps with young cats
With cigarettes in their ear, niggerish they appear
Under the Fubu is a guru, that's untapped
Want to be in the rap race but ain't ran one lap
Ran so far from the streets that you can't come back
You tripping with nowhere to unpack, forgot that
"This is rap for real, something you feel"
"And you know, yes you know"
"Rap for the black people"
"Heeeeyyyy, heeeeeyyyy"
In front of two-inch glass and Arabs I order fries
Inspiration when I write, I see my daughter's eyes
I'm the truth, across the table from corporate lies
Immortalized by the realness I bring to it
If revolution had a movie I'd be theme music
My music, you either fight, fuck, or dream to it
My life is one big rhyme, I try to scheme through it
Through my shell, never knew what the divine would bring to it
I'd be lying if I said I didn't want millions
More than money saved, I wanna save children
Dealing with alcoholism and afrocentricity
A complex man drawn off of simplicity
Reality is frisking me
This industry will make you lose intensity
The Common Sense in me remembers the basement
I'm Morpheus in this hip-hop Matrix, exposing fake shit
"This is rap for real, something you feel"
"And you know, yes you know"
"Rap for the black people"
"Heeeeyyyy, heeeeeyyyy"
Somedays I take the L to gel with the real world
Got on at 87th, sat by this little girl
She recited raps, I forgot where they was from
In 'em, she was saying how she make brothers cum
I start thinking, how many souls hip-hop has affected
How many dead folks this art resurrected
How many nations this culture connected
Who am I to judge one's perspective?
Though some of that shit y'all bop to it, I ain't relating
If I don't like it, I don't like it, that don't mean that I'm hating
I just want to innovate and stimulate minds
Travel the world and penetrate the times
Escape through rhythms in search of peace and wisdom
Raps are smoke signals letting the streets know I'm with 'em
For now I appreciate this moment in time
Ball players and actors be knowing my rhymes, it's like
"This is rap for real, something you feel"
"And you know, yes you know"
"Rap for the black people"
"Heeeeyyyy, heeeeeyyyy" |
destination | I see the colors of the world are rearranging
The center sentinels are cunningly estranging, oh
I think a little about a lot and reach a verdict
You think a lot about a little never heard it
All of our energy
I bring these words to life
We stay up late and draw the lines
To every constellation
We live with all our sorrows tied
To age and separation
These are the days of love and life
These are our expectations
We stay up late to live tonight
This is our destination
I take me back to '91
I had the love life there, a loaded gun, alright
I see the colors of the world are rearranging
The center sentinels are leaving but I'm changing
All of our energy
I bring these words to life
We stay up late and draw the lines
To every constellation
We live with all our sorrows tied
To age and separation
These are the days of love and life
These are our expectations
We stay up late to live tonight
This is our destination
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
We stay up late and draw the lines
To every constellation
We live with all our sorrows tied
To age and separation
These are the days of love and life
These are our expectations
We stay up late to live tonight
This is our destination
Ohh-ohh-oh, ohh-ohh-oh
Ohh-ohh-oh, ohh-ohh-oh |
intro 300 days 300 nights | This is Durk
Better known on the Southside of Chicago
And throughout the midwest as Lil Durk's father
As it started out I had a life sentence
For the stool pigeon who told on me
And I been doing that time for 22 years now
Alhamdulilah by the grace of Allah
I got that blessing and won that appeal
And now I'll be out in a few years
To be with my boy, to be with my sons
To be where I'm supposed to be in life
And do the things I'm supposed to do as a father
As always, for those who in the struggle
For those who in this system
For those who in the state's system
Keep ya head, keep fighting
Cowards, rats, don't never win over real dudes
So keep ya head up soldier
And we gone keep on letting thing continue to flow
And we'll get out an do what we supposed to do as men
And hold our own
And be the fathers we supposed to be
Be the men of the community we supposed to be
Haha, I tried to get that in
Got JDR on the 1's and 2's
I want yall to follow this shit. Ya dig?
I put him in his glo, he put me in mine
You know how we do it. L's!
Got Juice in this bitch with me, Carlito
(shhhhhing)
Off the rage in Chicago to kill
Stay duckin' hollows, fu shit
On my block where it get too real
One nigga doing 2 drills
J-Money love the blue steel
L'A bussin' off 2 pills
My niggas too trill
300 niggas too real
300 niggas too real (Yeah)
Pluto be t'ed off the Remy
Think he a Migo off the Remy
I think I'm Nuski with the semi
He still got the strap, niggas trippin'
And I'm hard body, man I miss him
Chino dead not to mention
I was in the studio coolin' sippin'
And they told me stay in the kitchen
Don't be loafin' with these bitches
Don't put trust into these niggas
Beto gang will get you missin'
J-Rock keep saying he miss 'em
Iris dead that's my first cuz
My first blood
The one I love and I miss you
(Let's get it! Let's get it!)
Rest in piece to OD
O Block went OC
600 beef with Baldie
Get these lames up off me
And Tay and Buda shocked me
If I was there they would have shot me
(Yeah)
Day after day
Seems like I push against the clouds
(I need everybody to pour out some liquor out,)
They just keep blocking out the sun
(For everybody that y’all lost... Fuck it roll up! Haha!)
It seems since I was born
(I’m pourin’ my lean!)
I've waken every blessed morning
(Uhhhhhhh uh-woah!)
Down on my luck and up against the wind
They ain't deserve it
I'm out all night and ain't worried
Mama trippin' got a nigga nervous
I'm just sippin' drivin' steady swervin'
Bullets catch 'em quick
Hollows burn 'em
Twitter niggas steady talkin', Murder
Call my lawyer nigga, I ain't heard it
Call my lawyer nigga, I ain't heard it
You'll make the news where I come from
Rap but you get the Blues where I come from
Shoot a tec, you on a cruise where I come from
Get killed out the blue where I come from
Because, niggas ain't keep it too real
Niggas ain't keep it too trill
That's why I got me like 2 deals
I'm tryna chase me 2 mil
Free Rondo, his bond is 2 mil
And I got money I'm chillin'
3 Children
Get money invest into buildings
My nigga we got it we 'round each other
My nigga we buildin'
Niggas be tweakin' get money
Lil nigga chill out on that killin'
The murder capital so ridiculous
I swear I was grindin' for dimes and nickels
I swore I'd never drop a dime on a nigga
(Let's Get It! x3)
Want a war? I'll never waste time on a nigga
Let's Get It! let's get it
Day after day
(Let the beat talk to 'em, talk to 'em)
Seems like I push against the clouds
(I put my life in you!)
They just keep blocking out the sun
(Ohhh! Haha.)
It seems since I was born
(You're there when times are hard)
I've waken every blessed morning
(You're there when times are hard)
Down on my luck and up against the wind (L's) |
make it work for you | Boy let me show ya how to make that crack
How to spend that money how to make that back
Girl let me show how to hit that strip
How to get that grip don't give back lip
Go head do what you do make it work for ya
{*repeat 4X*}
Put the coke in the pots whip it over the rocks
Ship it over the blocks it's movin' movin'
I do the damn thang I get a brick, shit
I don't let it sit quick I move the damn thang
I can show you how to mix that shit
How to whip that shit how to twist that wrist
I can show you how to get back more
And the shit that you get back is just as raw
Girl I can show you how to hit that Ave
With that big fat ass and go get that cash
But you know you got to give back half
I'm somethin' like a pimp man go get that cash
Boy I don't play when it comes to money
I guess that's why I'm okay when it comes to money
I got two coups a truck and one four door
I can pick up all my hoes and have a one for all
Boy let me show ya how to make that crack
How to spend that money how to make that back
Girl let me show how to hit that strip
How to get that grip don't give back lip
Go head do what you do make it work for ya
{*repeat 4X*}
Copped ten sold five then I hide three
Baking soda residue I'm gone with the other two
Fuck a magic stick Jeezy got a magic wrist
David Copperfield on the stove all types of shit
Stack it up like Pringles all type of chips
AR-15 all type of clips
G.A. yeah Atlanta
Dipset Harlem World call Santana
Hit Jim on the hip Cam on the celly
Rico call Ace, I get 'em for R.Kelly
That's seventeen a chicken I know the birdman
140th and Lenox I know the birdgang
Boy let me show ya how to make that crack
How to spend that money how to make that back
Girl let me show how to hit that strip
How to get that grip don't give back lip
Go head do what you do make it work for ya
{*repeat 4X*}
Ugh, you can smell it through the wrapper
That's that shit nigga, sit it in a pamper
I still got two sittin' in the hamper
I let 'em sit and air out, or else you want them damper (Stupid)
My lil brother got piff on the campus (He do)
We call him the N.O. capo (Yeah)
We all in, this what we ride for (Yeah)
We got Cash Money on the table and underneath the floor
Shit it's like I got a pan how I heat the flow
Aye but I really got a pan when I heat the blow
Shit, Aye, DVLP this beat is so
Motherfuckin' G.I. Joe and the hydro
Got me high I can't see where I go
When the rap stop movin' you just follow the coke
And your bitch start choosin' she wanna ride with a pro
I'mma have that ho swallowin' coke
Birdman Jr
Boy let me show ya how to make that crack
How to spend that money how to make that back
Girl let me show how to hit that strip
How to get that grip don't give back lip
Go head do what you do make it work for ya
{*repeat 4X*} |
work | Walk a mile in these Louboutins
But they don't wear these shits where I'm from
I'm not hating, I'm just telling you
I'm tryna let you know what the fuck that I've been through
Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt
Sugar cane, back lanes
Three jobs, took years to save
But I got a ticket on that plane
People got a lot to say
But don't know shit about where I was made
Or how many floors that I had to scrub
Just to make it past where I am from
No money, no family
16 in the middle of Miami
No money, no family
16 in the middle of Miami
No money, no family
16 in the middle of Miami
16 in the middle of Miami
I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work-work-work-work-workin' on my shit
Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live
I've been work-work-work-work-workin' on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Workin' on my shit
You can hate it or love it
Hustle and the struggle is the only thing I'm trusting
Thoroughbred in a mud brick before the budget
White chick on that Pac shit
My passion was ironic
And my dreams were uncommon
Guess I gone crazy, first deal changed me
Robbed blind, basically raped me
Rose through the bullshit like a matador
Just made me madder and adamant to go at 'em
And even the score
So, I went harder
Studied the Carters till a deal was offered
Slept cold on the floor recording
At four in the morning
And now I'm passin' the bar like a lawyer
Immigrant, art ignorant
Ya ill intent was insurance for my benefit
Hate to be inconsiderate
But the industry took my innocence
Too late, now I'm in this bitch!
You don't know the half
This shit get real
Valley girls giving blowjobs for Louboutins
What you call that?
Head over heels
No money, no family
16 in the middle of Miami
No money, no family
16 in the middle of Miami
No money, no family
16 in the middle of Miami
16 in the middle of Miami
I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work-work-work-work-workin' on my shit
Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live
I've been work-work-work-work-workin' on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Workin' on my shit
Pledge allegiance to the struggle
Ain't been easy
But cheers to Peezy for the weeks we lived out of duffle
Bags is all we had
Do anything for my Mama, I love you
One day I'll pay you back for the sacrifice
That ya managed to muscle
Sixteen, you sent me through customs so
All aboard my spaceship to Mercury
Turn first at the light that's in front me
'Cause every night I'ma do it like it's my last
This dream is all that I need
'Cause it's all that I ever had
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Workin' on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Workin' on my shit |
gorgeous | Ain't no question if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Not for nothing I've foreseen it, I dream it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
No more chances if you blow this, you bogus
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Penitentiary chances, the devil dances
And eventually answers to the call of Autumn
All of them fallin' for the love of ballin'
Got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin
Inter-century anthems based off inner-city tantrums
Based off the way we was branded
Face it; Jerome get more time than Brandon
And at the airport they check all through my bag
And tell me that it’s random
But we stay winning, this week has been a bad massage
I need a happy ending and a new beginning
And a new fitted, and some job opportunities that's lucrative
This the real world, homie, school finished
They done stole your dreams, you dunno who did it
I treat the cash the way the government treats AIDS
I won't be satisfied til all my niggas get it, get it?
Ain't no question if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Is hip-hop just a euphemism for a new religion?
The soul music of the slaves that the youth is missing
But this is more than just my road to redemption
Malcolm West had the whole nation standing at attention
As long as I'm in Polo smiling, they think they got me
But they would try to crack me if they ever see a black me
I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me
If a nigga ain't shootin' a jump shot, running a track meet
But this pimp is, at the top of Mount Olympus
Ready for the World's game, this is my Olympics
We make 'em say ho 'cause the game is so pimpish
Choke a South Park writer with a fishstick
I insisted to get up offa this dick
And these drugs, niggas can't resist it
Remind me of when they tried to have Ali enlisted
If I ever wasn't the greatest nigga, I must have missed it!
Ain't no question if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
I need more drinks and less lights
And that American Apparel girl in just tights
She told the director she tryna get in a school
He said, "Take them glasses off and get in the pool"
It’s been a while since I watched the tube
'Cause like a Crip set, I got way too many blues for any more bad news
I was looking at my resume feeling real fresh today
They rewrite history, I don't believe in yesterday
And what's a black Beatle anyway, a fucking roach?
I guess that's why they got me sitting in fucking coach
My guy said I need a different approach
'Cause people is looking at me like I'm sniffing coke
It's not funny anymore, try different jokes
Tell 'em hug and kiss my ass, X and O
And kiss the ring while they at it, do my thing while I got it
Play strings for the dramatic ending of that wack shit
Act like I ain't had a belt in two classes
I ain't got it I'm coming after whoever who has it
I'm coming after whoever; who has it?
You blowin' up, that’s good, fantastic
That, y'all, it's like that, y'all
I don't really give a fuck about it at all
'Cause the same people that tried to black ball me
Forgot about two things, my black balls
Ain't no question if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
I done copped Timb's, lived in lenses, kid
Armani suits, fresh fruits, Bally boots and Benzes
Counting up, smoking, one cuff
Live as a red Jag, a Louis bag, grabbing a blunt, fuck it
Steam about a hundred and one L's
Kites off to jails, buying sweats, running up in Stetson
Nigga hat game was special
It matched every black pair of Nikes, throwing dice for decimals
The older head, bolder head, would train a soldier head
Make sure he right in the field, not a soldier dead
That meant code red, bent off the black skunk
The black dutch, back of the old shed
If you can't live, you dying, you give or buy in
Keep it real or keep it moving, keep grinding
Keep shining, to every young man, this is a plan
Learn from others like your brothers Rae and Kanye
Not for nothing I've forseen it, I dream it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
No more chances if you blow this, you bogus
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down |
attempted murder | If you owe me money Ima have six niggas right in front of yo momma house
You don't want these problems
Been stackin' in the attic don't make me bring the money down
Got nuts on the 223, so you know this muthafucker shoot a hunnit rounds
Come around my hood thinkin' shit sweet, guns loud like the thunder sound
Funny now allot of niggas hatin, must mean that these niggas got plenty time
Momma pround cause I moved out that hood and I lived to see 25
Obama style, presidential kush gotta smoke everyday just to get me high
Love me now, when I make my first 10 mill ain't nun to talk about
Walk it out like DJ Unk, go DJ, talkin' bout DJ Fresh
Macaulay Culkin, home alone with yo bm and she gettin' naked
Know she the best, pussy finger lickin' HA we the best
Preacher sly deacons confess
Lead em' got me in the traffic
Pull up my pants, roll up my sleeves
Cut off my hair grow it back like Eve
Surveillance at the house boy I spent like three
I grind in the day, ion't know what night bring
White tee shirt ooh I think they like me
You might get hurt if you ever try me
Pull up on em out skirt, two trucks, nine deep
Yo spot hoot it up Ia in't talkin' IV
My swagg is contagious
I prayed to God for courage (what did he do)
He made courageous
I swear, I still ain't told half of my story
Demons be ragin' off through my brain, they say I'm insane but I know I'm straight
I just take percocets to relive pain, take it away I know I'm straight
I gotta eyewatch and I know I'm late, ain't ate in days so I gobbled the cake
She wanted love so I slaughtered the bait
Paid off my lawyer I caught a lil case
My heart and my soul give you all that it take
Stack my first ten mill it's all in the making
See eye to eye cause it's all in relations
Niggas who cowards we callin' em Ms. Daisy
I got this Glock on my waist like a beeper
Got yo hoe callin' my spot like a teacher
Make these lil niggas respect me Aretha
I got a machete they say its illegal, I cut these lil niggas up into pieces
I need my money I don't do no freebies
Do it for my kids and my nephews and nieces
I already done it, you have it yeah keep it
I'ma shine til I die gotta keep me a purpose
When I'm flyin' by see lease and I purchased
I'm higher than high like I'm leaving this earth
If I'm drivin' by leave the scene and hearse
Phaphapha, fire up any nigga who lurkin'
Drop you in water better hope you surf
And you would've died if it wasn't for them nurses, that's what you call an attempted murder
Yeaaahhh, yeaahhh, yeaahh, yeahhh, yeahhh
Yeaaahhh, yeaahhh, yeaahh, oh yeah, oh yeah
I got away with it, I got away with it, I got away with attempted murder, murder murder murder
I got away with it I did, I got away with it I swear I did
I got away with attempted murder, murder murder murder |
sex in crazy places | I wanna do you at yo Mama house, on the couch
Do you in the bathroom of the airplane
Do you on a balcony, in the taxi
Cause I can’t get enough of that thing
Let's do up in Disney at the Magic Kingdom
You can tug on my Giuseppes and my Bagley Mischkas
I'm a ba ba ba, I'm a bag of fun
I'm a pro with them balls like And 1
Now lets go, Mexico that's where we next to go
Do him like his momma make him eat his vegetables
Can call me a stage mom, boy you best to blow
Or you can even call me Wanda cause I'm "ret ta go"
You know I'm spoiled little daddy, stomps the floor
We can do it on Fifth Ave in the Department store
We can do it in Tokyo, we do it in Taiwan
All my Harajuku girls say I am they icon
Don't compare me to your X-man, baby he a local joker
I'll take you to six-flags and drill you on the roller coaster
Call your girlfriends over, we can have a sleepover
Buy your ass a Jeep so I can fuck you in your Range Rover
Pictures in the nude, on the cruise, we gonna make the news
Sex great, sex tape, ready for a Youtube
Damn, it turn me on we do it in your momma home
Father long gone but Gucci be you daddy baby
I can fly you anywhere. We can sex in crazy places
Airport, train stations, going up the escalator
At the Dome, on the 50 I'mma throw it, you da center
When you hike it, Ima spike it
Girl dont act like you don't like it
How bad you wanna do me on a scale of 1 to 10?
You like the way I bend, now you asking where I've been
If I'm doing him, now you starting that again?
I dont wanna sex ya friend. He don't got enough to lend
Plus he was doing Lynn and she ain't nothing like amazing
Her stuff run deep and he don't have a occupation
I'm known across the nation, Trina's that chick
Bow-legged, red bone, long hair, real thick
Do me at my mama house? No, I don't think so
I got too much class, but you can try San Pedro
I need the biggest mansion, ocean backyard
With the newest Maybach and inside a black card
Tonight, I'll touch you in ya favorite spot (oh yeah)
Promise to get ya body so hot (we can do it anywhere)
So baby, don't be scared, if they see us baby I don't care
We can do it in the Gucci store
Close down the mall girl you just don't know
In front of the police, in front of your daddy, girl it's you and me
And I don't give a damn that's why they call me Bobby V |
stoopid | Y'all already know it be the boy Yung Gordon
And you rockin' with Take Money Promotions
Ayy, Take Money Promotions
Give 'em that new shit, no fool shit
Oh yeah, let's go
DJ NekoLito (Rough Rider)
TMP954WELIVE
Take Money Promotions
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Bitch, I'm silly
Up them choppers, shoot your shit up, let's get busy
Drinkin' Henny, goin' brazy, poppin' pillies
Sex Money Murda, shout-out all my blazing Billies (All my Billies)
We in yo' city (We in yo'—)
Shoutout my apes in the fuckin' zoo (Filayo)
Filayo, they gon' shoot
Spin a hoop, who the fuck is you?
Who the fuck you know, nigga? No, nigga
Niggas killed your cousin, you want smoke, nigga? (Stupid)
Glo nigga, rollin' up your cousin in a blunt, nigga
Bozo, bitch, are you dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb? (Stupid)
Bitch, I'm Nick Cannon with this drum-dr-drum-drum-drum
(Brra-pum-pum)
Pull up with semis, no Lil Pump-pr-ump-Pump-pumps
(No esskeetit)
We goin' dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb
Bitch I'm stupid (Bitch I'm dumb)
I be tweakin', I be wildin', I be booted (Bitch, I be drunk)
I be stealin', I be robbin', I be lootin' (You don't wanna die)
Your boyfriend dumb, he get no money, bitch, he stupid (Is he dumb?)
Oh, bitch, he, oh, bitch, he stupid
Damn, homie, in high school you was the man, homie (2012)
What the fuck happened to you? (Stupid)
I'm just sayin', homie
Now you smokin' Black & Milds, smokin' reg, homie
Ah-ah-ahh, what's up? Shmurda on the motherfuckin' set
Nigga 6ix9ine what's poppin' cuz?
Tell him shut up, suck a dick
Tell him fuck him, I'm the shit
Bitch, I'm drunk recording this
I'm getting money, I'm the shit
Shout-out my Bloods, shout-out my Crips
That nigga, Ebro, he a bitch
Just another old nigga on a young nigga dick
Bitch I'm lit on the 'Gram, a million likes, you see my shit
A bitch DM for the dick, but I probably wouldn't hit
VVS, Cuban hit, shout-out Jimmy for the drip
Your baby daddy mixtape wasn't shit, he a bitch
Free Bobby, free Rowdy, free Cueno, free the 9
Shout-out Jay Dee, shout-out Kooda, Dee Savv, those my guys
FOA they gon' ride, GS9 they gon' slide
When I woo, woo back, ah-ah, those my guys
She give me neck until I burst out
She use her teeth, she get cursed out
And all these suckers with they fucking feelings
Always got these bitches with they purse out
We on the blast nigga bow down
I count bricks put the word out
You know you like a nigga Shmoney Dance
You gon' love a nigga when I swerve out
Bitch, I'm silly
Up them choppers, shoot your shit up, let's get busy
Drinkin' Henny, goin' brazy, poppin' pillies
Sex Money Murda, shout-out all my blazing Billies (All my Billies)
We in yo' city
Hold up, hold up, hold up, gang
Run that shit back |
the deer hunter | Yeah yeah
Uh yo yo, yo yo yo, Jedi Mind yo yo
Yo, my words sojourn, spread em like a slow germ, infected
Disease is collected and quarantined from my method
The borderline where the animal and divine become separate
I'm Def Leppard, case of beautiful hell on a record
Compel the skeptic when Kamachi unveil the epic
It's needed and requested
Brought to you like Elijah in the message
A jury of ancestors was sequestered
To decide my fate, for conductors of viscous vespers
Candlelight death is extras
Is usually hollow point flesh presses
Until they skin caress stretchers
I'm the best to finesse textures
My rhyme fabric, is elaborate, scrolls kept in a gold cabinet
Open the book to the chapter of this old soul magic
Juju tongue to voodoo come, behold this untold havoc
Up north grab it, then I hit the south pole with a magnet
East and west avid, now my name on all four points of the square
It's firmly established, the language is lavish
First to rock Roshashannah's and African pajamas
Swear before I die to be there with the best of the rhymers
Music for different ears, hears in different spheres
Global ink like the mobile link, make sure the pitch is clear
K-A-M-A-C-H-I be the dopest in here
*Vocal sample*
"Too much...I'm tired"
"In the company of those that fear..."
"In the company of ...fear"
Yo we smash mics, but y'all wanna build
But in the face of death, you can't kill
And that's real, we fear what we feel
But y'all mo'fuckers can't overstand skill
If y'all stalk me, we Buck like Milwaukee
But y'all, y'all just do a lot of talkin
And maybe that's why you fear what the devil does
Maybe that's the appeal of a metal slug
You ain't a ghetto thug, you an actress
That's unnatural, like love between faggots!
"In the company of ...fear"
I burn leaf with Ikon and the Chief nigga
This next bud is not for you
Watching you made me land a clenched hand to your nostril
Stopping you from giving the god cold stares
Beware, my flares put poets in rolling chairs
None are prepared when the holocaust begins
You'll have the roach smoked down to the sole of your Timbs
Now I'm, holding your gems, you're holding for dear life
Any motherfucker holding the heat can have ice
You're just like a bitch with no top on
At the Houston five, you lay down to get shot on
Double check, you're dead, plugged twice in your mug
I'm high off the weed, drunk off the cop's blood
"Too much...I'm tired"
"In the company of those that fear"
"In the company of....fear"
"Above all, there was fear
Fear of today, fear of tomorrow
Fear of our neighbors, and fear of ourself"
"We came from distant space and even what some might call
Another dimension...and we're about to return" |
pass that dutch | More modest than most mouse
But your style’s honestly gotten me grossed out
Don't know how many a cocks run your mouth
And the copies of your album you're buying, they don’t count
Low-brow talent is profound
Brolic-y bro, yeah my body of work is so stout
No doubt, organically grown, sold out
When my own sound make for a properly worn crown
Yeah, my language it low languish
It’s so strange it makes aliens learn English
It’s so strange just like the pants on the Lone Ranger
It’s so strange just like the cankles on Bojangles
So dangerous, Ringo had met Rambo
Drank a handle of Jame, when we taught ‘em how to tango
Way I’m slinging my ammo, think I could light a candle
When standing up on a banister and landing on a mantle
Mickey, Minnie, spitting Riperton
I’m kicking shit exquisite cause I’m sick of looking in
Just in case you missed it I’m gon’ rip this shit again
So all the haters listening gotta listen to him again
Mary Kate taught me S&M in the LES
Hell, he’d body, yes, let’s begin
Equestrian, call a quest to Questlove
To get drums, but guess what? Request snubbed
Gut check, regret less, regress none
Best bet is to get dressed and get some
(Time to get out of bed man, gotta rock and roll… let's go!)
A phenomenon is what I be on
Doin' shotty rips with hottie chicks and talking body armor
Got an awesome arsenal, I don’t need a bodyguard
With some Vince Lombardi in him, but I got a car alarm
(Woop woop!)
Time to make the party start
Yeah, but once we start the party, sorry kids, we party hard
Already barred, I’ve been blacklisted from the bar
Yeah, but disregard the part about pissing in Clinton’s yard
I’m a track star, I’m faster than Pat Stark
That has to grab a stash after crashin' his dad’s car
On par when the city has gone dark
It ain’t selling tickets, the visitors gon' starve
En garde, kids wanted an encore
Bong guard, get bitches in on tour
OnStar, the commissioners on board
When I asked for permission to ditch and he said sure (Yeah, sure)
See y’all be going to war
I’m ordering more Porsches on the Bora Bora shore
While the girls explore sorta like Dora Dora
More curls, more curves, obviously more grown up
Yeah but hold up, won’t ever compromise
Even if it means the end of me and leaves them outta…
Outta time, outta line, I’m outta limelight
Need to pour my gin and tonic right before I rhyme
Got my manager on hold
Get rid of all the Styrofoam on the radio
Adios batty boy, yo you gotta go
Me and the hot shit, we stay simpatico
While I’m riding my exotic animal, Amalfi coast
(Wheee!)
Giddy up, getting up with Olivia with the pretty butt
Get enough before I give it up
Getting stuck, thinking ‘bout how I'mma finish up
When there’s really no limit to how much I don’t give a fuck
For the love, I’m only doing this just because
With a little sense of humor to loosen, but who's the judge?
Who’s the rush? Aww, who was the last to touch?
Man you ruining my groove, move it and pass the dutch |
paradise | Lil' nigga you gotta light a fire
This is far, far from the East my G
You far far away
A real man, be really getting his fuckin' money, my nigga
Why you stressed?
Life is not that sad baby bro
Get up and get off of your ass and get this fuckin' money
I gotta make something for myself, myself
Don't forget you chose this life
Welcome to your paradise
Lay in your bed, reap what you sow
Welcome to your paradise
I used to stand on the rocks, I used to stand on the rock
On the Rock of Gibraltar
Father told me I faltered
Picking fights with my pops
He asked forgiveness a lot
But I don't need God's forgiveness
Can I get me a witness
I could cry, but I gotta pick my battles tonight, tonight
I could cry, I'll be fighting for the rest of my life, my life
Don't forget you chose this life
Welcome to your paradise
Lay in your bed, reap what you sow
Welcome to your paradise
Do you wanna be your father? Or do you wanna take it farther
Leave the woman that you'd break your heart for at the altar
'Cause you were offered a life that you would trade your heart for
Ain't gotta die to see heaven, I got your heaven nigga
Would rather rev on an engine than ever reverend, nigga
Black sheeps packing weapons in 911's, nigga
How could worship be worth it?
You love your God like yourself
So you deserve to be perfect
You deserve for your car to skrrt and your girl to be skirtless
Fuck on a Saturday nigga, miss Sunday service
You made you a hundred verses, a hundred verses
That's why you need you a hundred virgins, a hundred virgins
Yeah, you wear your crown with a frown sometimes
You can't help but feel down at times
You were raised in the basement
You used to pray on your spaceship
I gotta make something for myself, myself
If you want to get this money, come and join me
If you want to get this money, come and join me
If you want to get this money, come and join me
If you want to get this money, come and join me |
young niggas | I keep a MAC-11 on my fucking seat
Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King
I used to have a dream something like doctor King
Bought a Mac 90 with a fucking beam
Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B
These young niggas killing for the letter C
These young niggas killing for the letter P
These young niggas killing for the letter V
I got money, pounds and bullets like my nigga Wee
I put my faith in God, I know he believe in me
R.I.P. my nigga Dunk, I see you in my sleep
Remember when I used to sell like 50 bricks a week
I got some shooters and my shooters don't shoot at the knee
If you get caught with all that 3 don't say you copped from me
They gave my nigga 30 year, couldn't even cop for plea
You wanna take it to the street, we can keep it street
I grab a nigga in the street, they found him on the beach
The richest street nigga living, go call Robin Leach
I straight ace sittin' on sixes with a Georgia peach
Now reverend run you better run, I practice what I preach
I knew that I could never teach or be the damn police
I keep a MAC-11 on my fucking seat
Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King
I used to have a dream something like doctor King
Bought a Mac 90 with a fucking beam
Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B
These young niggas killing for the letter C
These young niggas killing for the letter P
These young niggas killing for the letter V
T5DOA, I'm back up on the street
Probably blowing sour cuz ain't nothing sweet
I show you my power if you fuck with me
If you dead in an hour, that's just what it be
For the love of me
Killing for the letters, better get your cheddar
Cuz it usually gets worse, before it gets better
I ain't a body shooter, I'm what you call a "header"
And I hope they remember you, cuz I'm tryna forget ya
You ain't even gotta flex, I'm still tryna stretch ya
Prayin' ain't gon' help you, just hope I don't catch ya
Stay the fuck out of my way, that's all I suggest ya
They killin' for the letter P, yeah that's that pressure
I keep a MAC-11 on my fucking seat
Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King
I used to have a dream something like doctor King
Bought a Mac 90 with a fucking beam
Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B
These young niggas killing for the letter C
These young niggas killing for the letter P
These young niggas killing for the letter V
Young niggas drilling everything they see
Young niggas juuging just to fucking eat
Young niggas dying screaming "rest in peace"
It's a cold, cold world in these fucking streets
It's a lot of young niggas that just love to beef
40 with the drum, nigga, I can't wait to squeeze
When you see the Zoo comin', watch these niggas freeze
Young niggas getting money, money all I see
All I do is hear money, money all I free
It's a smooth 50k in these Robin jeans
It's a Zoovier with Gucci Mane, the fuck you mean?
I'm a young nigga living out my fucking dreams
SQUAD!
I keep a MAC-11 on my fucking seat
Can't let them beat me up like Rodney King
I used to have a dream something like doctor King
Bought a Mac 90 with a fucking beam
Cuz these niggas killing for the letter B
These young niggas killing for the letter C
These young niggas killing for the letter P
These young niggas killing for the letter V
Yeah
What nigga you know get you 8-9 mixtapes while he locked up, nigga? And he bout to come home and shut this shit down
It's too late now, nigga, don't strategize, nigga
Don't strategize now, nigga, it's too late, let's go! |
long gone | Cardo got wings
Now we cookin' up, hey
Yeah
Leave her in the past but I know I'll miss her
I kept all of her paraphernalia
Left her makeup and her panties on my bedroom dresser
Think about the days when I used to undress her
Long gone, long gone, long gone (Ayy)
Long gone, long gone, long gone (Ayy)
Long gone, long gone, long gone
Long gone (Yeah, ayy)
Sorrow and sadness next to me
Old hoes see that I'm mournin' , so they textin' me
Ex-bitch tryna finesse me, she won't get a damn thing
Listen to my story, it's depressing
Heartbreak mixed with the drugs, not the best thing
The devil tryna test me I'm failing, inhaling
You took it all back
All that heartbreak, that was a year ago
Wanted you back, so bad, but that's...
Long gone, long gone, long gone (Ayy)
Long gone, long gone, long gone (Ayy)
Long gone, long gone, long gone
Long gone
What you don't seem to understand is
You really took my love for granted
You really had me feeling helpless, that's so selfish
Haven't been in love in a long while
Wait until my next girl finds out
Then I'm scared we gon' break up and fall out
Drownin' in my thoughts, baby, looking for a lighthouse
Ain't no sleep, I've been feeling like a night owl
Music turnt up, neighbors telling me to pipe down
On the other hand, I think I found my future wife
But she not here with me, so it get lonely at night, ayy
I hope, her love doesn't go away
I hope this ain't a phase
One more heartbreak and I'll be...
Long gone, long gone, long gone (Ayy)
Long gone, long gone, long gone (Ayy)
Long gone, long gone, long gone
Long gone
Long gone, long gone, long gone (Ayy)
Long gone, long gone, long gone (Ayy)
Long gone, long gone, long gone
Long gone
Leave her in the past but I know I'll miss her
I kept all of her paraphernalia
Left her makeup and her panties on my bedroom dresser
Think about the days when I used to undress her |
turn on the lights mike will remix | © Universal Music Publishing Group / Michael Len Williams / Marquel Middlebrooks / Nayvadius Demun Wilburn / Ciara Harris
I’m lookin’ for ‘er (Mike WiLL Made It)
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
The official remix
CiCi and Future on the remix yeah, yeahh
Is that her in the VIP-line
With the Vuitton and Yves saint Laurent
Used to drive the Nissan, now she in a Beamer
I don't want 'er cause she from the corner
And I heard that Beamer was a loner
Her old man, the owner
And I don't even drink Corona's
What type of drink you want bruh
I'm champagne forever
I'm dirty Sprite forever
You can come sit with me
If you'd like to change the weather
If you wanna live better
We can buy a crib, wherever
Don't get too thirsty, get used to this cheddar
I wanna tell the world about you just so they can get jealous
And if you see 'er 'fore I do tell 'er I wish that I've met 'er
Turn on the lights
I'm lookin' for 'er too
I heard she keep her promises and never turn on you
I heard she ain't gone cheat and she gon never make no move
I heard she be there anytime you need 'er, she come through
Turn on the lights
I'm lookin' for 'er
I'm lookin' for 'er
I'm lookin' for 'er
Turn on the lights
I'm lookin' for 'er
I'm lookin' for 'er
I'm lookin' for 'er
I'm lookin' for 'er
Ow! Turn Up!
You know I don't play
So if you wanna play
Betta bring your "A" game
I'm looking for a boss
Who know how to maintain
If you wanna win my heart
Don't be in it for the fame
I'm down for whatever
Yeah, you know that I'm a rider
And if he got my back
He know that I'm right there beside him
And if I ever need it, you the one that I be dialing
Ohhhhh
Where you at?
I'm trynna find ya
You know
I'mma stay down
Always 'round through the highs, through the lows
Down to ride anyway it goes
You know
I'm hard to find but I'm right here
Even when I'm far, I'm always near
All you gotta do is
Turn on the lights
I'm looking for you too
I heard you got composure
And you never lose your cool
He treat me like a goddess
He won't ever treat me wrong
And I know that I when I call him
Ain't a thing that he won't do
Turn on the lights
I'm looking for ya
I'm looking for ya
I'm looking for ya
Turn on the lights
I'm looking for ya
I'm looking for ya
I'm looking for ya
Turn on the lights
Tell her I skate
And shawty down to earth but bitch I need my space
And she gon' ride this dick, I had a long day
She say cum anywhere you want, I give her Santa Clause face
We gon' turn up tonight
That pussy feel new
But we been fucking way before I went to Rikers Island
And now she got a man I think he gayer than a stylist
I wish we were both single like a couple dollars
And when we get together she be on that Miley Cyrus
So we eat each other up, like some Somalians
She know I got a girl but she keep this shit a thousand
Whenever we together she don't ever ask about her
She just be like
This pussy for you
I say come and eat this bone and stop eating dog food
And she got that nigga name covered that's a war wound
And she lay me on my back and then she blow me like vroom
Then I turn on the lights, yeah
Then look in her eyes
Girl that pussy too tight, you need a pussy massage
She got a body like a mermaid, she a plus, first aid
I put her in her place and that's first place
Tunechi
Tell her I skate
I ain't got no worries, no Frank Ocean I'm straight
Tunechi, tell 'em I'm straight
Tunechi
She a hood girl
But she a good girl
She been misled
Now she ready for the world
I want your energy
To take control of me
I've tried to go to sleep
And seen 'er in my dreams
I want your energy
To take control of me
I’ve tried to go to sleep
And seen ‘er in my dreams
Just in case I run across her today I'mma stay clean
Just in case you recognize her face, send ‘er to me
And tell ‘er I’ve been lookin’ for ‘er with a flashlight
You can't tell a nigga nothin because I got my cash right
And tell ‘er if she honest I promise to stay true
Make sure, when you tell ‘er, tell ‘er we goin past the moon
Turn on the lights
I’m lookin’ for ‘er too
I heard she keep her promises, and never turn on you
I heard she ain’t gon cheat and she gon never make no move
I heard she be there anytime you need ‘er, she come through
Turn on the lights
I'm looking for ya
I'm looking for ya
I'm looking for ya
Turn on the lights
I'm looking for ya
I'm looking for ya
I'm looking for ya
Turn on the lights
Turn on the lights
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
Turn on the lights
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
See, you deserve a night off and I know what to do with it |
black star | I get home from work
And you're still standing in your dressing gown
Well, what am I to do?
I know all the things around your head
And what they do to you
What are we coming to?
What are we gonna do?
Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite
That beams me home
The troubled words of a troubled mind
I try to understand what is eating you
I try to stay awake, but it's 58 hours
Since that I last slept with you
What are we coming to?
I just don't know anymore
Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite
That beams me home
I get on the train and I just stand about
Now that I don't think of you
I keep falling over, I keep passing out
When I see a face like you
What am I coming to?
I'm gonna melt down
Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite
That beams me home
Ah, this is killing me
Ah, this is killing me |
would you | Would you ride for me?
Lie for me?
Die for me?
Vibe with me?
I don't want this to end
But i'm not your man
So when this hits the fan would you?
I've got a girl on my way and she looks like Rihanna
Babygirl, I'm legit, I'd probably wife up your momma
Catch me rolling to the spot in my blacked out Honda
My main girl is foreign and she tastes like designer
Netflix and chillling so get out of your feelings
If you never do business, leave the building
I want a bad girl with a little bit of class
Drop the attitude, just leave the frustration in the past
1, 2, 3 to the 4
Counting down the time until our bodies hit the floor
Just a young dude, don't know why i'm feeling you
But i don't want a relation so
I got a girl on my way and she look like Rihanna
Babygirl, I'm legit, I'd probably wife up your momma
Catch me rolling to the spot in my blacked out Honda
My main girl is foreign and she tastes like designer
Netflix and chillling so get out of your feelings
If you never do business, leave the building
I want a bad girl with a little bit of class
Drop the attitude, just leave the frustration in the past
Netflix and chillling so get out of your feelings
If you never do business, leave the building
I want a bad girl with a little bit of class
Drop the attitude, just leave the frustration in the past
Would you ride for me?
Lie for me?
Die for me?
Vibe with me?
I don't want this to end
But i'm not your man
So when this hits the fan would you ride for me?
Netflix and chillling so get out of your feelings
If you never do business, leave the building
I want a bad girl with a little bit of class
Drop the attitude, just leave the frustration in the past
Netflix and chillling so get out of your feelings
If you never do business, leave the building
I want a bad girl with a little bit of class
Drop the attitude, just leave the frustration in the past
Would you ride for me?
Lie for me?
Die for me?
Vibe with me?
I don't want this to end
But i'm not your man
So when this hits the fan would you ride for me? |
the number none | Alright
Baby listen, they playing our song
You want to slow dance with me? C'mon
You can just say no
You ain't gotta be a douche about it
I was just a kid, she was just a kid
Lost in the mix, it didn't matter what we did
She used to baby me, I was her baby doll
I used to chase her around, she was my basketball
I guess it had to fall, I should've known
No model to follow, we were both from broken homes
But we used to laugh about acting grown up
And I could hear her mom in the back yelling hang the phone up
A teenage love, a teenage love
Keep up the crush on what it means to us
It's okay girl, we don't even need to fuck
I was the first one to show her what a penis was
We used to sit on the park bench and hold hands
Staying out past dark to feel the romance
Summer time I was waking up early
Bounce out the flat little worm, get the birdy
Walk to her house and watch a couple movies
Kissing on her nipples, playing with the coochy, whoo!
That's as far as it ever got, pet the spot
Get her all wet and hot, and then it stopped
Frustration, soon after that
She broke up with me like boom it's a wrap
She said that we were moving too fast
No seducing the ass, she needed room to relax
But hold up now, I don't understand
All I really wanted was to be your lover man
We can wait, no pressure, I'll be patient
She said stop calling me, I'm taking a vacation
So there it was decorated with the wordplay
I'm at school and I'm tryna hide my hurt face
She started seeing others but it got worse, wait
She let my homeboy hit it on the first date
Oooh!
Sorry dude
Makes me wanna sing, I wanna sing, c'mon
{Hook: x4}
I don't miss you, but I remember you
You taught a lesson and for that I give you gratitude
I'm such a mess with love and sex
But I don't fuck around with my best friend's ex, nah |
new york shit | DJ Scratch you sick for this one
WOO! Come on! New York we back!!! (Swizzy!!!)
If you from New York stand up right now!
If you from New York hands up right now!!!
Get it up, get it up, get it get it get it up!!! {*4X*}
Yeah! Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
Hat to the back on my New York shit
(WOO! WOO!) Yeah, I'm on my New York shit (Oh!)
Timbs with the shorts on my New York shit (Come on!)
I'm on my New York shit
Ridin on the train on my New York shit
Burner in the club on my New York shit
Razor in my mouth on my New York shit (Ladies and Gentlemen!!!)
Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
Got the world followin the New York script
Hustle with Timbs and hoodies on my New York flip
Rubberband stack money with my New York click
Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
I rep the Giants, the Jets, New York Knicks
Tailor-made clothin with my New York stitch
My chick bangin don't you see my New York bitch
Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
You niggas know we deserve the props we get
Ridin up in the range I'm in my New York whip
International chicks on my New York dick
Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
See how I kill it with my New York spit
Thanks to the boroughs now I'm New York rich
The way I flood 'rm thoro with my New York hits
Yeah! Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
Kid Capri on my New York shit (Come on!)
DJ Red Alert on my New York shit (Bounce!)
Funkmaster Flex on my New York shit (Shit!)
WOO! I'm on my New York shit
B.I.G. on my New York shit
(WOO!) Big Pun on my New York shit
Jam Master Jay on my New York shit
BVD's and durags nigga
Stand on the corners, God build on five percent lessons
Got a nickel crack hand on hand niggas
On a hustle rebellin, while the D's calculatin who sellin
Sell drugs right in front of the deli
Pancho know what we doin and while we bubblin our corner be brewin
Introduce you to the new walk nigga, and the new talk nigga
That's how we do when we in New York niggas
Yeah! Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
Every hood love me for my New York skill
I got alot of money on that New York strip
Gully rock a scully with a New York fit
Yeah! I'm on my New York shit
Run up in The Tunnel catch a New York vick
O.D.B. reppin New York sick
Shit you want the truth take a New York trip
Yeah! I think it's about time for y'all to give New York there shit back
Y'all know where the crown belong, y'all know we started this shit
You know we gave birth to all of this shit
Don't get it confused nigga, Flipmode bitch!!! Full Surface bitch!!!
To the family that helped me get rich since day one
Chris Lighty, James Cruz, Mona Scott, the whole Violator family bitch!!!
Big up to Nas, big up to Jay-Z, big up to Roc-A-Fella, big up to Ruff Ryders
DMX, EPMD, Jazzy Joyce, Cocoa Chanelle, Green Lantern, Mister Cee, DJ Enuff
DJ Camilo, DJ Envy, Clue, Kay Slay, the voice of New York Angie Martinez
Grandmixer DST, yeah, Grandwizard Theodore
Grandmaster Flash, I'm a take it all the way back
Run-D.M.C., LL Cool J, Ralph McDaniels
Cold Crush Brothers, Fab 5 Freddy, Funky Four Plus One More, Zulu Nation
Spoonie Gee, Five Percent Nation Of Islam, Yeah! Wu-Tang, Treacherous Three and all of that
Busy B whattup!!! Brucie B, Luv Bug Starski ya nah mean, Big Daddy Kane, Rakim, Kool G. Rap
We 'gon keep it goin, Public Enemy, B.D.P. I wanna big up producers like Pete Rock, Marley Marl
Premo, Eric "Vietnam" Sadler, Keith Shocklee, Large Professor, Easy Mo Bee, Diamond D
Howie T, Mantronix, yeah, Awesome Two, hey y'all I can't forget my nigga Biz Markie
Just Ice, Lord Finesse, MC Shan, Cutmaster DC, UTFO, Whodini, Doug E. Fresh, Slick Rick
Ultramagnetic, X-Clan, Nice N Smooth, yeah, aiyyo, let me big up my ladies!!!
My ladies and mothers of hip hop, MC Lyte, Salt N Pepa, Latifah, Sha Rock
All the Roxannes, The Real Roxanne, Roxanne Shante, yeah, Pebbly Poo
Yeah yeah we fuckin y'all head up boy, we takin it back nigga!!!!
NEW YORK YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS STAND UP NEW YORK!!!!
Yeah! I ain't finshed yet! Mr. Magic, Chuck Chillout, Audio Two
A Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul, Black Sheep, Jungle Brothers
Leaders Of The New School nigga! P. Diddy and the whole Bad Boy!
Brand Nubian nigga! A ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!! I ain't forgettin shit!
Kool Herc, Afrika Bambaata, the fathers of this shit, thank y'all |
hit it in the morning | Can I hit it in the morning?
All of my niggas steady snoring
While we still drunk off some Patron and
Baby easy on the moaning
Can I hit it in the morning?
All of my niggas steady snoring
Baby easy on the moaning
Let me get up in my zone and
Can I hit in the morning?
All of my niggas steady snoring
Baby easy on the moaning
Let me get up in my zone and can I hit it in the
Can I hit it the morning?
Still feels like its nighttime
Move a little to the left
I wait until the right time
All my niggas dead asleep
We up in the AM
I know it's hard to keep the silence
But who's really saying ooooh baby
I know you really wanna say ooooh baby |
strobelite | Momentary pain
Can be pleasure lain
Millisecond change
Magic lantern strange
Are we just too far, to be as one again?
Are we obsidian?
Is this how it ends?
Girl, your life will turn
Just like a strobe
'Cause your daddy's vain
And your mother won't
And your heart engages into heartless throes
Are we obsidian?
Is this how it goes?
If when your private life is dreaming
You're living the strobe light
And you will find the life you're needing
You're living the strobe light
Slide the light off you
You may find some peace
All will come to you
If you come with me
Are we just too far to be as one again?
Are we obsidian?
Is this how it ends? (Yeah)
If when your private life is dreaming (when your private)
You're living the strobe light (living the strobe light)
And you will find the life you're needing (when your private life is dreaming)
You're living the strobe light (strobe light)
Oh yeah
And when your private life is dreaming
You're living the strobe light (you're living the strobe, when your private life is dreaming)
And you will find the life you're needing (you'll find the life you're needing)
You're living the strobe light
And when your private life is dreaming (when your private life is dreaming)
You're living the strobe light (living the strobe, living the strobe)
And you will find the life you're needing (you will find the life you're needing, yeah)
You're living the strobe light
Pa-pa-pa-pa-ra
And when you got it
And then you dreaming
(You living the strobe light)
You hit the light
(When your private life is dreaming)
Pa-pa-pa-pa-ra
You've got to find it
You know you need it
(Like you need it)
(You're living the strobe light)
Pa-pa-pa-pa-ra
(When your private life is dreaming)
And then you're dreaming
(You living the strobe light)
(You living the, living the)
You've got to find it
You know you need it
(You living the strobe light) |
freestyle 4 remix | This that rap god shit nigga
I rip every one of these mothafuckas down
Aye
Rah, (yeah), rah, rah, (uh)
Rah, rah (yeah)
Closed eyes (uh), see things
Fire up (yeah), tweaking
You in my (uh) freak dreams
You in my (yeah) freak dreams
Bad bitch, you dig that
Get stacks, drive cars
Whip out, bitch out
Tits out, oh shit (yeah)
(My dick out)
Lately, I been fuckin' thin broads
Who pussy get wet off Anna Wintour
Yeezy season girls so bad
Might pull my dick out and fuck the whole cast
I'm ménage-in' at the garden
Pussy juice on my beard, James Harden
I'm the meanest don that I walk in (that I walk in)
(I'm the realest coming out of Harlem)
Might pull up with Louis Farrakhan
In a Bentley coupe blacker than Akon (yeah)
Might hit the club with The Nation
If I make it rain it take a day long (yeah)
Might fuck your bitch on vacation (yeah)
New Gosha all my clothes A1 (yeah)
I'm the reincarnated Trayvon
With a BAPE hoodie that zip up to my face, gone (right)
Sway I got all the answers (right)
Yams, Is chilling with my grandma (right)
They can have it with Donda (right)
R.I.P to Ye mama (right)
Why they crucify Cosby? (yeah)
Why they scrutinize my peeps? (yeah)
Blew the noises off my sphinx
Why they keep fuckin' with Yasiin?
Why they break all of our leaders? (yeah)
To make us all non-believers? (uh)
To make us all non-believers? (uh)
This ain't all for no reason (yeah)
They try to fuck up our lineage(right)
They think we dumb, they not seeing it (right)
The news is bull, I ain't reading it (right)
Hood Pope, I'm the new Jesus (right)
I'm the new Jesus (right)
I'm the new Jesus (right)
I'm the new Jesus (right, yeah)
(Hood Pope, I'm the new Jesus)
I tell a bitch quit playing
Stick to the plan (uhh)
Then I take you out the dirt and turn it into sand
Just trust in what I'm saying (and quit)
Quit asking what's gotten into me
You don't need a nigga with them tender tendencies
I think you need a lil' more Hennessy
Fuck your man, I'll be your sensei
I could teach you how to keep the rent paid
Got the schedule boomin', I mean poppin'
Poppin' to the point the phone die in mid-day (brrt)
But I call you late night just to fall through
Bust a nut and then regret it like a nigga always do
But don't I always hit you with the hit back
And if I ever fucked another bitch I pretended it was you
I admit that, not saying that I did that
Chill, chill, chill, take it easy, Yeezy, don't be going all Kill Bill
Show respect to the whole squad and Yeezy Yeezy
I'ma give you everything you fucking needed
Believe it
Straight up
Whoa, whoa, whoa |
forever | Look around never been here before
Never had a beer before
Hustling like it's Thibodeau coaching
I'm rolling up grain 'till the pendulum swings
To the center of frame, hope you get it in focus
I got a little lady lurking, she just be rolling me dope
You never dropped 80 on 'em, never went Kobe before
I had to cop from my new nigga today is hopefully smoking
Wizzle Wiley be the fucking guy how we supposed to be smoking
I been called a lot of things
I done broke a lot of things
I've been known to slaughter things
Fuck that bitch like ba-da-bing
Don't give fucks, it's not a thing
My new bitch be spazzing out think that's a fucked up father thing
Told bitch don't be bothering me I'm singing
I just wanna stay forever
Every night I pray for everyone
I just wanna stay forever and ever
Man I been tryna keep it potent
Uh, the team divided but we forever be riding for the people pay attention to the quotient
Uh, it's such a mixture of talent and knowledge and people and purpose and polish all in a potion
Uh, my people blind and they thirsty, they hungry, they hurting, they searching for water I brought an ocean
Uh, but if you think that it looks hopeless yo shit is out of focus don't ever think it's sweet
Because my wrist is not as froze give a fuck about the gold I just do it for the free
Been tryna give you all this truth, I don't mean to be so blunt, I can offer you some tree
Some ginger ale for your ho's, glass of water for your soul, come and hit this THC
I swear one sip is all you need |
never gonna get it | I'm from the hard knock academy, automatically had to be
Carryin' automatics, sprayin' sporadic, inaccurate
Clips to the back of it, barrel cockin' immaculate
Learn to move packages in and out of Los Angeles
We savages, bustin' off rounds, sprayin' banana clips
Knockin pounds off 'em like Anna Nicole Smith
Shit, I'm in the hood, walkin' with choppers
Cockin' and poppin' at coppers, Glocks be talkin' like
Blockedie block, block
I probably popped Hoffa and possibly just forgot where I tossed 'em
This nigga's obnoxious, me and Top got your bitch in the cockpit
She want a pit stop, just see how the cock spit
These bosses deposit the profit, they watch as we cop it
On top of the ostrich and foxes (That's right)
I used to be a little bastard of stress
Now I'mma boss where I'm from
With Alaska on my chest (Yes!)
See I know you'll like my swagger
No strap when I come through
Chain hangin' like Ali Baba
Know me, ya know how I do
The way that I move, nigga
(Ya never gon' get it)
Cause I'm too smooth, nigga
(Ya never gon' get it)
I thought you knew, nigga
(Ya never gon' get it)
But you ain't got a clue, nigga
(Ya never gon' get it)
Who in the hell left the gate open?
I put it down for the wild, wild west
Like the 1800s in 'em stage coaches
If I ain't strapped then my blade's pokin'
If it ain't a 600 big body, then the '64, honey, is spokin'
The drama spokesman, streets endorsed 'em
I rather be opening up my nine, then closed in my coffin
I'm from West Covina, this ain't Compton
Still money passed around like we takin' a offerin'
I'm somethin' like a phenomenon
When they see the sad happy faces, they know the drama's on
It's the west coast back at your front door
We up close and personal, we ain't done till the curtains close
Could be friend or foe, love it or hate it
I'm the king but I play with the aces
Run up to find out I keep it loaded like bases
Get wise and your mouth and knees need braces (Hey!)
See when I walk through the door
I wonder why these fake niggas jackin' me for?
On display, like I came from the store, you know
I'm posin' like a mannequin in front of your ho
Up front block runnin' 50 deep now
Convicts surroundin' the whole compound
Cause you don't really want what you're starin' at
Clip full of bullets, don't mind sharin' that (That) |
my darkness | Контрольный им в череп
Те эмси как щели
Два бланта на моем теле
В саваннах или в фавеле
Я не знаю за их рэп
С ними мне не по пути
Если еще не харвест, тогда лучше не буди
Когда слышу этих лохов, начинает воротить
Ведь он читает так, словно в клюве стоматит
Пойми, что я зол
Зажигалка и джоинт
Все они на сезон
Смотри, как мы с природой снова дышим в унисон
Мне не нужно колесо
Мне не нужно твоих слов
Только я и белый мрамор в сочетании хромосом
Здесь только я и мой мрак
Они хотят мой контракт
Иметь их всех я так рад
Здесь только я и мой мрак
Здесь только я и мой мрак
Они хотят мой контракт
Иметь их всех я так рад
Здесь только я и мой мрак
Они танцуют шеей в петле
Я курю Грейп, палю массакре
Кровь на руке, демоны в деке
Кости хрустят, будто бы крекер
Она забудет их имена
Скрученный блант и литры вина
Я встану с могилы, что холодна как кубики льда
(Только тьма и только тьма!)
Охладит мою цепь, она была в огне
Курим доуп, чтобы жить в этой темноте
В этот день за тобой едет катафалк
Моя тень за спиной вынимает Глок
Тут только я и мой мрак, они выкупают мой план
Мы на высоте косяка
Тебе не убежать, твое тело я кину в овраг
Мой мрак
Мой мрак
Мой мрак
Мой мрак
Мой мрак
Мой мрак
Мой мрак
Мой мрак
Мой мрак
Мой мрак
Мой мрак
Здесь только я и мой мрак
Они хотят мой контракт
Иметь их всех я так рад
Здесь только я и мой мрак
Здесь только я и мой мрак
Они хотят мой контракт
Иметь их всех я так рад
Здесь только я и мой мрак |
these days album art | Front Cover:
Back Cover: |
hummingbird heartbeat | You make me feel like I'm losing my virginity
The first time, every time when you're touching me
I make you bloom like a flower that you never seen
Under the sun, we are one buzzing energy
Let's pollinate to create a family tree
This evolution with you comes naturally
Some call it science (science), we call it chemistry
This is the story of the birds and the bees
And even when seasons change
Our love still stays the same
You give me that hummingbird heartbeat
Spread my wings and make me fly
The taste of your honey is so sweet
When you give me the hummingbird heartbeat
Hummingbird heartbeat
Ah ah, hummingbird heartbeat
Ah ah, hummingbird heartbeat
I've flown a million miles, just to find a magic seed
A white flower, with the power to bring life to me
You're so exotic, get my whole body fluttering
Constantly craving for a taste of your sticky sweet
Always on the brink of a heart attack
You keep me alive and keep me coming back
I see the sun rise in your eyes, your eyes
We've got a future full of blue skies, blue skies
And even when seasons change
Our love still stays the same
You give me that hummingbird heartbeat
Spread my wings and make me fly
The taste of your honey is so sweet
When you give me that hummingbird heartbeat
Hummingbird heartbeat
Ah ah, hummingbird heartbeat
Ah ah, hummingbird heartbeat
You love me, you love me
Never love me not, not, oh no
When we're in a perfect harmony
You make me sound like, like a symphony, oh
Spread my wings and make me fly
The taste of your honey is so sweet
When you give me that hummingbird heartbeat
Hummingbird heartbeat
Hummingbird heartbeat
Oh, spread my wings and make me fly
The taste of your honey is so sweet
When you give me that hummingbird heartbeat
Hummingbird heartbeat
Ah ah, hummingbird heartbeat
Ah ah, hummingbird heartbeat
Ah ah, hummingbird heartbeat
Ah ah, hummingbird heartbeat |
i need love | Oh, oh
Every girl that I met on tour
I knew none of them would last
Cause it wouldn’t work, nah it wouldn’t work
A hundred chick contacts in my phone
About half of them I smashed
I put in work, oh, I put in work
But there's something missin' there though
Feels like I've gotta lambo with no gas to go
And I've got all the world, nothing to show
That girl just let me know
I need love
Yeah, I need you, yeah, I need you
I need love
Yeah, I need you, oh I need
I need love in the morning
In the afternoon
I need love all night, all night
I need love, need love, need love, need love
Need love
Two weeks ago
I would've never admit I had it bad, oh
I wouldn't do it, nah, no
Cause fifteen days ago
Never knew you, so never knew how this felt
Had no clue, I was too cool
But now I can't go a day without ya'
I wake up eating breakfast thinking 'bout ya'
We'll go around the world, don't ever go
No, don't ever leave me 'lone
I need love
Yeah, I need you, yeah, I need you
I need love
Yeah, I need you, oh I need
I need love in the morning
In the afternoon
I need love all night, all night
I need love, need love, need love, need love
Need love
I wanna wake up from this dream
No sleep full of dreams, I'll stay
And I know it'll work girl
There's no where I'd rather be
Because I need
I need love
Yeah, I need you, yeah, I need you
I need love
Yeah, I need you, oh I need
I need love in the morning
In the afternoon
I need love all night, all night
I need love, need love, need love, need love
Need love
Baby in the night
Oh |
25 | They felt like they were laying tracks, for the generation to come. I think my mother knew that freedom wouldn't come in her lifetime, just like I know it won't come in mine. It's a matter of, either we stay like this or somebody sacrifice, somebody laying tracks, so we can stay in a 360 degree. Deadly circle, somebody used to break out and risk, you know losing everything and being poor and getting deep down. Cause someone has to do something, had I had a father, had I had some of these opportunities. I would be able to handle my mother more
I was taught never trust a nigga, far as you can see him
Teach a nigga how to fish, as apposed to try'na feed him
Look a man in the eyes, that's the best way to read him
Cause faces they change, but point of views remain
I got a strange feeling, that I'm a lil bit different
Beyond the customs and tradition of a project living
My Korean war vet, grandfather's affliction
Was stress and I inherited his heart condition
And Van Arthur's addiction, was heroin needles
Petty hustling, d'evils, that street men lust
So I'm mixed with that lethal combination but trust
I've only scratched the surface, what's underneath this verse is
The feeling of a young boy lost, without a purpose
Still waters run deep in the street we were submerged in
Police lurking, try'na catch a nigga serving
He ain't going back to jail, so he bust a verse
This is for my everyday young nigga
It don't really matter where you from niggas
Before you leave the house, kiss your moms nigga
Cause you don't know when that day'll come nigga
Cause only Lord knows that I know how you feel
What we gotta do just to live
Is try not to get our cap peeled, try not to get your cap peeled
It's hard to get to know me, unless you hear between bars
Tortured soul self contained on my childhood scars
I was involved from a far, affected by the street laws
Concrete walls, not even earthquakes could shake them brick walls
Nickerson garden projects this is me y'all
Where Dope dealers have it all and then freefall
Caine numbs the pain up and down the ghetto seesaw
The voice of the youth, they hear me and they see y'all
They don't see a diamond in the rough, they see flaws
They should see how we was raised and they would be in awe
Against all it gets hard not to kill niggas
It's like a full-time job not to grab the semi-auti
And go kamikaze on somebody who plotting
Probably on my body laying lifeless, ungodly sacrifices
To the streets, this is the trinity
Money malice and murder the hood's deity
They say the average black man only lives to 25
Well I made it past that and a nigga still alive
Which means I'm in the red, I'm indebted to death
That's the wages that sin pay, I'm still tracing my steps
Leaving my footprints in the sand, the concrete rose
That grew on infertile land and blossomed to a grown man
My only fear is pops holding moms hand
Dripping tears on my casket, I refuse to let it happen
By any means avoiding the city traffic
Shooters got the green light, they blocking your right of passage
A young kid turned savage, city madness
A picture painted on the street's canvas, excuse my brashness
I'm trying to live to see past this
Staring at the world and my rear view past tense
In no particular fashion, I'm on borrowed time I'mma grind with a passion
Generation to generation to come
They won't come in mind
Sacrifices, sacrifices, sacrifices
Deadly circle, deadly circle |
damage | (Say peace) Peace!
Dirty, Ol' Dirty Bastard
(Say it, say it again)
The Genius! Genius (The Genius)
The Genius, the Genius
I'll grab the mic and I'll damage ya
Crush your whole stamina
Here comes the medical examiner
One verse then you're out for the count
Bring the ammonia, make sure he sniffs the right amount
Wake him up and then ask him
Why did he attend this --
Competition to get ass kickin' so tremendous
Boy you know you shouldn't bother this
Leave me alone like the son said G or he'll be fatherless!
I got the asiatic flow mixed with disco
Roll up on the scene like the Count of Monte Cristo
And MCs start to vanish
I stepped up to a jet black kid, started speakin spanish!
Yo he wasn't from Panama
Asked him how he get so dark, the nigga said suntanama!
He responded so fast, he made me laugh
Ha-ha-ha, HARARRRH then I scared-his ass!
Kicked the hundred strongest rhymes
I brought out the punk in him
Caught him with a strong five deadly venom
Told him enter the Wu-Tang
Witness the Shaolin slang, that'll crush the shit you bring
And watch your ass take a big fall, why?!
My Main Source is like a friendly game of stickball
And as you step up to bat man and I play the riddler
Try to do me for a rhyme and I'll change to Hitler
Go out like a Nazi; you'll be wishin your fuckin' ass stayed home and played Yahtzee!
Or watchin' Happy Days sweatin' Potsie
With Ralphie and Richie Cunningham, Joni and Chachi
Wu, who? Me gettin' wrecked so I'm through
Like a ten and a half foot gettin' in a seven shoe
Now picture that with a Minolta
Have your ass doin some Night Fever shit like John Travolta
I come strong, I make knowledge born, I flip the script
And rock on from P.M. past the fucking Dawn
Pass the Hammer you're broke down, English grammar, what, what
Can't understand it here's the panorama
A complete view of how I defeat you
Should've stepped to those fuckin' kids who tried to beat you
Yeah, I bust that ass before
You ran to Texas and came back but forgot the chainsaw!
And when I perform a massacre
Better be coming with some motherfucking shit that's spectacular
Crush the personal vendetta, well you just better
Start stepping to your raggedy ass jetta
Put the pedal to the metal
You and your DJ change your name to Ma and Pa Kettle
As I pass the bone, kicks your every measure
It's not a Newport but it's still live with pleasure
C'mon don't be silly, just a bag of sensimilli
Rolled up in a Motown Philly
I used to write all the time when I smoked
Grab the mic, then I like kinda went for broke
With visually concepts strongest rhymes and biceps
Lyrically speakin', three to four rhymes a choke
Some think they be harmin' this, claimin' they be bombin' this
But they still remains anonymous
I pull strings like Jimi Hendrix
Rhyme on beats that go backs to the days of Eddie Kendricks
I teach the truth to the youth, I say, "hey youth
Here's the truth, better start wearing bulletproof"
Arm yourself with a shield
'Fore you get trapped up just like the children in the cornfield |
running out of time root | Pain (Pain) (What is it?)
Originally penalty physically or mentally sensations
You feel when you hurtin' distressed
A bit of anguish can bring you closer to your death
'Cause of the lack of success now
Time, ain't on my side
'Cause I'm tryin' to find my piece of mind and rhyme
But the catch is you got to have the paper to shine
If we don't I'm sorry, we might have to do capers do crime
'Cause my mom is sick doc I'm grid-locked
Epilepsy and Lupus, Alfred Hitchcock
Couldn't write the suspense and shit on this block
Fist-cocked when I'm walking my lips locked
IRS and the child division they wanna
Shut a nigga down to the ground, gotta make this shit pop
Times a-running out (Running out)
Time keeps on tickin', tickin' (We got to keep it movin')
Times a-running out (Running out)
Time keeps on slippin', slippin' (We got to keep it movin')
Times a-running out (Running out)
Time keeps on tickin', tickin' (We got to keep it movin')
Times a-running out (Running out)
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' (We got to keep it movin')
Runnin' like a cheetah for the cheddar
Whatever we gotta do to make it better 'cause I'm (Running out)
Mama gotta get a better livin'
I got the power to bust (We got to do it movin')
Tryin' to get a milli and really I been silly
The pill in me killin' me the devil (Comin' out)
Lookin' for love and the demon never lookin' for love
I'm in lust (I guess I'm truly ruined)
No matter what I ever do, N9na always gotta deliver
Never comin' out on top as the winner
Might have to take it back to November
'71 when I was the heavenly son
Now we run with killers who carry the guns
Marry the bum now I gotta marry the one
But the one sick of carryin' the chrome, done
The root of the problems is the root of all evil
The ones that hiss are the enemy
And the ones that root are my people
After all this time, after all this rhyme
Still comin' to see me the fans
Takin' in all this all this N9ne
And that's positive 'cause everything
Is negative I need a sedative
You get her preg-a-nent they levy shit
Takin' more money than you'll ever get
I'm ready as ready get
For the capital out for your stack
I'll attack for your fetti, bitch
But that's petty shit
And if I grind I wonder how much time they gon' make me sit
Times a-running out (Running out)
Time keeps on tickin', tickin' (We got to keep it movin')
Times a-running out (Running out)
Time keeps on slippin', slippin' (We got to keep it movin')
Times a-running out (Running out)
Time keeps on tickin', tickin' (We got to keep it movin')
Times a-running out (Running out)
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' (We got to keep it movin')
It's like it's a trap - Rap
When you spend your scratch
And you get with a partner on the coast
And somehow you never get it back
And you can't go get him with a gat
'Cause if you do that
The state will separate you from your brats
Chillin' with the killers and rats
I'm in a race for time
They wanna replace my mind
Skinheads, cops, gangbangers
And it's all in the devil's design
Just to get me, gotta get the money quickly
Before my mother is a wonderful history
If I can't make it before that
I will never ever forgive me
Racin' for happiness for that sunshine euphoria
But it's melancholy
And it's dim-foggy and dark like Fangoria
But I'm tryin' to pick up the pieces
That are broken beast is my species
So I hope my mother's alive and me too when this album releases
But the time is tickin' and my kids
Are growin' up I ain't blowin' up
I guess the bass in my music ain't hittin' low enough
Fuck that shit nigga 'cause my tone is tough
Shit that I'm doing is rough
Meetings with Atlantic, Jive and TVT can't come soon enough
Times a-running out (Running out)
Time keeps on tickin', tickin' (We got to keep it movin')
Times a-running out (Running out)
Time keeps on slippin', slippin' (We got to keep it movin')
Times a-running out (Running out)
Running out (We got to keep it movin')
Times a-running out (Running out)
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' (We got to keep it movin')
We do too much, will we make it?
We make money and they take it
Time (Time, time, time) (Running out)
For me and you what is we gonna do? |
745 | Real talk nigga
It's your boy Gucci
Ay
745 baby
745 nigga
For all my niggas out there handling their business
All my niggas handling their mothafuckin business
NY to A dog I'm in New York right now
Came out of
Came out of jail on a monday morning
Whole world watchin' like I was performing
745 with the Gucci interior
I see a rich nigga when I look in the mirror
6 months ago I was sitting my cell
Now I'm sittin in a new V12
Niggas always said that I wouldn't blow up
I touched rock bottom can't go but up
Left Big Cat and I signed Mac Breezy
Word on the street that I don't like Jeezy
But fuck that I'm tryna rape the budget
Beat them other rap niggas change the subject
Jumpin' out the plane with the Louis V luggage
Yellow diamonds same color as mustard
Blue diamonds same color the tarheels
Red diamonds like the section where Game live
745 with the Gucci interior
I see a real nigga when I look in the mirror
745 with the Gucci interior
I see a rich nigga when I look in the mirror
745 with the Gucci interior
I see a real nigga when I look in the mirror
745 with the Gucci interior
I see a rich nigga when I look in the mirror
Niggas scared to sign me cause I beef too much
And they heard that I stay in the streets too much
Knee deep in the game
I'm ahead of my time
60 Gs I spent just for tellin' the time
I'm the hood homeboy
The ghetto trophy
Niggas hatin' on me so I can't stay focused
I smoke a nigga like a pack of them newports
Middle of the mall right in front of the food court
I might look gravy, but I'm smokin' that kushy
I'm not a killer, but you pussies done pushed me
I'm tryna live I ain't tryna die
So I'd rather your momma cry then my momma cry (bitch)
745 with the Gucci interior
I see a real nigga when I look in the mirror
745 with the Gucci interior
I see a rich nigga when I look in the mirror
745 with the Gucci interior
I see a real nigga when I look in the mirror
745 with the Gucci interior
I see a rich nigga when I look in the mirror
Now what would you do if a nigga tried you?
And you chillin' with a bitch
And some niggas came through
Would you run like a chick or stand like man?
Nigga tell me when you piss do you sit or do you stand?
See my momma bring the drama
My daddy tote a llama
I learned from my momma so I hit him with the thunder
I coulda been dead, but im still breathin'
Do I smell pussy? Naw that's Jeezy!
You ain't a snowman, you more like a snowflake
Cupcake cornflake, nigga you too fake
Beyoncé, oh thats your fiancé?
Jeezy is the appetizer, you'll be the entrée
2 Glocks shawty, ay let's party
I'm at the 40/40 lookin' for Sean Cartay (uh)
Man I love to beef
Couldn't wait to get home cause I love the streets
745 with the Gucci interior
I see a real nigga when I look in the mirror
745 with the Gucci interior
I see a rich nigga when I look in the mirror
745 with the Gucci interior
I see a real nigga when I look in the mirror
745 with the Gucci interior
I see a rich nigga when I look in the mirror
(repeats 2x) |
enjoy west coastin | Yeah give respect to the trigger finger
I’ve been pushed that line since grade school of fools
Since I touch down bitches they wanna fuck now
But they can’t get it she got ass with a nose like
Pippen, my Pimpin it ain't never scared
My Pimpin it ain't never scared
Got real estate over there and hustle over here
Dare a nigga try to take it he gonna fake it till he make it
Shawty break em like a bracelet that's real talk
Shit don’t you snitch if you get caught
You already know if you do then you dead
And now niggas in the hood trading cush for your baby mama throat
But suck it up bitch deal with it huh
Ain't no glitch in my computer
Bangin beats for the gudda paper planes no hookahs yeah
I'm the driver and the shooter and the taxi
I dare you motherfuckers get at me
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I dare you motherfuckers get at me
(But I take it real back to 1994 listen to me)
See I grow up with the blue team before there was a ustream
Seen a lot of niggas knocked out over shoe strings
Rhyming on these beats since the 90s I’m a factor
Here with this career until i’m in the here after
Classic With this mic like Mike when he was blacker and you
You and remind of me when I was wacker
I read lines and bring drama like a actor
But I’m so Hollywood that you would think that I’m a rapper
You think I got it backwards but It really doesn’t matter
Producer meets the rapper he’s the former I’m the latter
Spacing out this bar so you niggas cloud climb on
I'm proof that you could still make loot and keep your rhymes strong
Burn out the industry as hot as my performance be
The mainstreams dream meets the nightmare of normalcy
The anti of every thing cool
Still most likely to succeed cuz there ain't no rules
My nigga we out here, four door Cutlass
Ain't enough room for your luggage
Don't trip
You fabricate to the public we don’t believe shit
Believe it or not call your bluff then leave your ass wit knots
The juggernaut is in your rectum, call Pac and resurrect him
I'm sure to cause a spectrum
Especially with my mental telepathy start to f' em aka fuck'em
Aka nothings in my way once I start b-b-bucking
Fuck up your function and your house party my life's shortly about fortune and vice
If the feds caught me I tread softly the judge toss me life
And your autopsy and my posse came through properly right
Everyone's watching me all right if you're not watching me like
Sent my big cousin a kite got my shit buzzing when there wasn't even a doorbell, a insect or light year in sight
Amen now won't you be a man and pay respects
Enjoy as we progress destroy ya baby steps
Enjoy Son Enjoy son
Enjoy Son Enjoy son
Enjoy Son |
9am in dallas | These are my One St. Thomas flows
Me, my niggas and some Madonna hoes
That look just like virgins but trust they down to go
Discussing life and all our common goals
Smart kids that smoke weed, honor roll
Look how the champagne diamonds glow
Fine dining pour another glass when the wine is low
I'm in the crib stacking money from here to the ceiling
Whatever it is I got, it's clearly appealing
These other rappers getting that inferior feeling
I hope you feel it in your soul, spiritual healing
Take a look at yourself, the mirror's revealing
If you ain't got it, you ain't got it the theory is brilliant
People ask how music is going, I heard it pays
I just came off making two million in 30 days
Damn, "I guess it does" is what the message was
Sometimes I feel I be spending my money just because
With Weezy I'm just out here repping us
'til I get to shake the hand of the man that's blessing us
Yeah, I know these niggas miss the mean lyrics
Kush got the room smelling like teen spirit
I ask kindly if no one out here would bring defeat up
Until I lose, for now I'm the game's single leader
I fly private so no one tells me to bring my seat up
And book a suite where me and your favorite singer meet up
Who you like, tell me who it is
I'mma make sure that that woman is the next one on my list
I should call it a night, but fuck it I can't resist
This one is for all the niggas from my city trying to diss
Without a response from me you really fail to exist
And I love to see you fail, that feeling there is the shit
I swear, pussy nigga get your bread up
Enjoy the seat that the stewardess just forced your ass to let up
Why your scary ass looking down, pick ya head up
No one told you your disguise was the most ridiculous get-up?
With nose-plugs in now, I can smell the set-up
So you just wasting your time, you only making me better, yeah
I try to tell them don't judge me because you heard stuff
Chase N. Cash that's my brother from the Surf Club
Damn, that nigga always kept it so hood
Back when we would smoke good at the Oakwoods
And have girls fall through like coins in the couch
Now we just fucking all the bitches they warned us about
Scared for the first time, everything just clicked
What if I don't really do the numbers they predict?
Considering the fact that I'm the one that they just picked
To write a chapter in history, this shit has got me sick
But if I really do it don't expect to get a split
Cause this truly is some shit I don't expect for y'all to get
I'm nervous but I'mma kill it cause they 'bout to let the realest team in
Throwing up in the huddle nigga, Willie Beamen
But still throwing touchdown passes
In tortoise frame glasses, hopin' that someone catch it
People say that old Drake, we startin' to miss it
But they need to be a little more specific
Is this what y'all want? In my best Chris Tucker impression
Ducking your questions, fuck your suggestions
Money gets all of my love and affection
Cars all black like the cover of Essence
I'm allergic to coming in second but I never sneeze
Y.M.O.E. nigga, yeah
Uh, yeah, this what yall want
Octobers Very Own
Young Money
ATF
Thank me later in this bitch wasssup
Free Weezy in this bitch wasup
June 15th in this bitch wasup
Noel That’s it Ahhhhhh |
zoom freestyle | Weezy bad, nah really I'm good
Sound like a T-Rex live under my hood
And you better know the Tec live under my seat
Put you in the ground, now you live under my feet
All white diamonds on the front of my teeth
And you better put the O in front of my G
The bullshit they talking doesn't come to my knee
I'm like a linebacker, don't run it by me
My two best friends will accompany me
And right now they are in my dungarees 'sleep
One named Mack, one named Nina
They hit you, make you do the Macarena, where your tool?
You gon' need it like a muhfucker
And I am so New Orleans like a muhfucker
Its Young Money and we eating, get your own supper
Make me go off in the trunk, get that bone crusher
Tec's, AK's, I leave the scene ugly
Chest, head, face, arms, legs, stomach
I never been afraid, I ain't scared of nothin'
Cause I got my thing, my thing, my thing
And that bitch go boom, boom boom
Boom, boom, boom
You hear them girls like ooh, ooh ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
They like the way I ball, they call me hot sauce
They know I keep that toaster, you can be my Pop-Tart
I never had height, but boy I got heart
And I ain't gotta speak, I just let my car talk
I got more clips than any movie you saw
I pull up on you like I need some Grey Poupon
Hard hat? No, but I got the tool on
And you should be my paper if ever the tool is drawn
Flow retarded, when I spit, I get my drool on
I don't rap, I just shit like a newborn
I don't write, I just spit like a tooth gone
So tell them haters cut it out like a coupon
How come that chopper sound like a nuke bomb?
Little nigga gotta hold that bitch with two arms
I got the heat, the fire, and the lukewarm
I'm on your heels like a shoe horn |
go loko | Mustard on the beat, ho
My bitch go loco (Go loco, go loco)
María, María, María
Slide on a nigga with the .44 (With the .44, with the .44)
Yeah, yeah, slide, slide, fo'
My bitch so loco (Go loco, go loco, go loco)
She bounce that ass like a lolo (Bounce that ass, bounce that ass)
Bounce that ass like a lolo (Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce that ass)
My bitch go loco (Go loco, go loco)
María, María, María
Slide on a nigga with the .44 (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
Slide, slide, fo' (Go loco)
I'll put you in a chokehold
(Go loco, go loco, go loco)
I'll pull a track out, fo' sho
(Fo' sho-sho, fo' sho-sho, fo' sho-sho)
I like it when you touch the floor
(Get low-low, get low-low, get low)
Call me for dick, not Geico
(Not Geico, call my phone when you're horny)
Hey mamacita, hey mamacita, hey (Hey, hey)
Drip too hard, don't drown on this wave (Drip)
She told me to handcuff her, give her no escape
Bad lil' haina, puta behave
Red lipstick, black outliner on it
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You be leavin' clues when we fuckin' and you're blowin'
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You want a real nigga who got real shit in motion
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I want me a Wilhelmina bitch to bust it open
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
My bitch go loco (Go loco, go loco)
María, María, María
Slide on a nigga with the .44 (With the .44, with the .44)
Yeah, yeah, slide, slide, fo'
My bitch so loco (Go loco, go loco, go loco)
She bounce that ass like a lolo (Bounce that ass, bounce that ass)
Bounce that ass like a lolo (Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce that ass)
My bitch go loco (Go loco, go loco)
María, María, María
Slide on a nigga with the .44 (With the .44, with the .44)
Slide, slide, fo' (Go loco)
I'm a badass mofo
(Go loco, go loco, go loco)
She wanna get wifed, that's a no-no
(That's a no-no, big no-no, big no-no)
I don't need the police at my front door
(No po-po, no po-po at my front door)
House party go until six-somethin'
(House party go until six in the morning)
My cup got lipstick on it (Yeah)
Bitches wanna put they lips on it (Damn)
And it's sweet, wanna lick on it (Ahh)
Wanna taste, eat it up like a strawberry
Ice in your mouth, let it melt like Ben & Jerry
That tongue so fire, fire (Woo)
She want me to herself, said it's all mine
Left, out of town, said I'm always on your mind
You don't wanna fly alone, next time can I come?
My bitch go loco (Go loco, go loco)
María, María, María
Slide on a nigga with the .44 (With the .44, with the .44)
Yeah, yeah, slide, slide, fo'
My bitch so loco (Go loco, go loco, go loco)
She bounce that ass like a lolo (Bounce that ass, bounce that ass)
Bounce that ass like a lolo (Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce that ass)
(Yi, viajo sin ver)
My bitch go loco (Go loco, go loco)
María, María, María (María, Marina)
Slide on a nigga with the .44 (Yi, with the .44, with the .44)
Slide, slide, fo' (Yi, viajo sin ver, go loco)
Ese culo me tiene bien loco
Bien loco, bien loco (Yi, yi-yi)
Mezclo la' pastilla' con la code' y Four Loko (Yi)
Four Loko (Yi), Four Loko
Me lo mama hasta que se le salen lo' moco' (Ugh)
Lo' moco', lo' moco'
En el carro me chinga y por poco yo choco (Skrrt)
Yo choco (Sk-krt), yo choco
Tyga & YG wanna Boricua pussy
Yo quiero una gringa, una hoe ass bitch
No huelas perico, ma'i, mejor huele tusi
Desnu'a en el jacuzzi me mama el bich'
María, Juanita, Latina Morenita
Tiene el toto negro, pero por dentro es rosita
María, Juanita, Latina Morenita
Tiene el toto negro, pero por dentro es rosita
My bitch go loco (Go loco, go loco)
María, María, María
Slide on a nigga with the .44 (With the .44, with the .44)
Yeah, yeah, slide, slide, fo'
My bitch so loco (Go loco, go loco, go loco)
She bounce that ass like a lolo (Bounce that ass, Bounce that ass)
Bounce that ass like a lolo (Bounce that ass, Bounce that ass, Bounce that ass)
My bitch go loco (Go loco, go loco)
María, María, María
Slide on a nigga with the .44 (With the .44, with the .44)
Slide, slide, fo' (Go loco)
My bitch go loco (Go loco, go loco)
María, María, María
Slide on a nigga with the .44 (With the .44, with the .44)
Slide, slide, fo'
My bitch so loco (Go loco, go loco, go loco)
She bounce that ass like a lolo (Bounce that ass, bounce that ass)
Bounce that ass like a lolo (Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, bounce that ass) |
imperial tyranny | Turn the other way cause you wants no part of that
I'm disgusted and dissatisfied, I don't need to fucking advertise
I'm a thief, I don't read the fucking classifieds
I like beef, I don't chitchat and fraternize
With police, pastors, or rabbis
I'm one of the bad guys, I never apologise
I don't just walk around with rocks and pocketknives
When it comes to homicide I'm not occupied
Murder's like oxygen to carbon dioxide
I don't know a lot about science and chemistry
My enemies take a lot of time and energy
When I'm not shooting I get iron deficiency
And I don't wanna have the guys look at me differently
I would rather have a gun than an epiphany
Can't really rely on tricks and wizardry
When I get irrational, that'll be practical
Niggas don't believe shit it's serendipity
(x4)
Southpaw verbal jabs to the mouth y'all
Turn the other way cause you wants no part of that
Y'all in the presence of divine science
We don't subscribe to y'all theory of non-violence
I rule with an iron fist, I define tyrants
I went down the wrong path, that's despite guidance
Yeah and y'all are soon to bleed
And I'm from the house of wisdom Haroon Rashid
A goon indeed, ras-clat, Junior Reid
Y'all overstayed y'all welcome, y'all refused to leave
Refuse to see that the universe is deathless
I define rhyme with divine mind efforts
It's grind time, I design rhyme methods
It's high time y'all enshrine my records
And I don't know why y'all would fuck with the team
That's like standing on the block with no junk for the fiends
Pazienza is in love with the deen
I would jump in front of bullets, shed fucking blood for my team
(x4)
Turn the other way cause you wants no part of that
I know what violence begets, timeless regrets
Silently sweat bullets when you ride for respect
Rivalry met (blam!) with the vibe you'd expect
Four-pounder makes you flounder only live on the net
You know the Internet thuggery, Internet fuck with me
Long enough to see my company sucker-free luckily
Paz heard me then scooped me, spaz earned me this two-piece
Clash surely not rufees smashed girlies is groupies
The last rapper to move me, Ras Kass what he doing
Rap after the blood bath half of the movie
Gats strapped to my blue jeans, back smack to Djibouti
Backpack is with Uzis, Black Sabbath and Kool G
Point made like I'm sharper than a shiv
Stab wound when you think you sharper than you is
Charlotte's Web with the kids, only time we talk to pigs
I ain't talking courage when I say you getting jigged
(x4)
Cause you wants no part of that |
yet | Nigga play with me, get his ass busted
Blowin’ cash and I’ve got cash I ain’t touched yet
I’m tryna fuck every bitch I ain’t fuck yet
Haven’t met a motherfucker I can trust yet
You out here stuntin, lyin’ and…
Before you know it, they’ll be IDing your body
Layin’ dead in the morgue, we don’t play that shit
Catch your car at the mall, we gon’ spray that shit
And them niggas that’s with ya can’t do nothin’ but miss ya
AK47, boy, that shit shoots missiles
Got my whole hood with me – king of the city
I drink like a redneck, and smoke like a hippy
Put a price on your head, maybe your brother will kill ya
For that money, it could be any one of your niggas
And he throwin’ more bullets than the Super Bowl
Nigga, if you don’t shoot to kill, what’re you shootin’ for?
You niggas shakin’ – you niggas scared
We takin’ head shots, you shoot the legs
Bitch-ass nigga, you ain’t ’bout that life
You may come from the streets, but you ain’t got no stripes
Keep on payin’ these hoes – one gon’ set you up
Lay you down, and not even Life Alert can help you up
Niggas killin’ every day, over a couple of bandz
So what you think they gon’ do for a hundred grand?
Nigga play with me, get his ass busted
Blowin’ cash and I’ve got cash I ain’t touched yet
I’m tryna fuck every bitch I ain’t fuck yet
Haven’t met a motherfucker I can trust yet
Nigga play with me, get his ass busted
Blowin’ cash and I’ve got cash I ain’t touched yet
I’m tryna fuck every bitch I ain’t fuck yet
Haven’t met a motherfucker I can trust yet
You bitches out here lyin’ like you movin’ juices
A nigga fronted your ass a bomb, now you’ve got excuses
Now you tryna hide, dodgin’ our phone calls
A nigga’ll catch up with your ass, knock your dome off
Put a hole in your head, what’d you expect?
Playin’ with a nigga money, that’s disrespect
Fuck around and get your baby mama tied up
A nigga’ll pull up on you sprayin’ like a fire truck
Set your mama house on fire, nail the door shut
Ain’t nobody gettin’ out, it’s over, bruh
And over what? Niggas ain’t takin’ shit
These niggas really ’bout that life, you out here fakin’ it |
all night long | Yeah.. wanna feel the vi-ah-hi-hibe
Wanna feel the vibe, wanna feel the vi-ibe!
Uhhh.. wanna, what? Yeah
Wanna, what? Uhh, yeah (come on)
Every-bod', c'mon, uhh
Yo, yo.. (all night long)
During divine hours, I use mind power to refine
Flower girls, and make 'em feel like black pearls
Get they minds off acryllic nails and the rap world
It's a lot you can find in the lost black girl
Ma-sons build in lodges, we be in garages
Discussin' who we boned and who God is
Pro-black like Craig Hodges with my dashikis in the cleaners
I kick it for the Chevy ridin' head to backstreet leaners
Allllll.. (uhh) niiiiiight.. (yea yea, what?)
Allllll.. niiiiiight.. (whatcha say now Bee, what?)
Allllll.. (yeah, yeah yeah) niiiiiight..
(to freak it with the) Allllll.. (now let me get a piece of this)
(let me get a piece Bee) niiiiiight..
Check it, check it
I was born underwater with three dollars and a cocktail
Tryna make the Garden of Eden, out of Auckdale and Rockwell
Locked in this Grid like a 2Pac tale
Wild hair and rock smells make the cops tail
My third eye is my rail, on this L of thought
With afrocentric stamps I'm mailin' thoughts to my Gods held in court
I dwell where rebellion's taught, and emotions seldom walk
I try to walk like an Egyptian, but Hieroglyphics fail to talk
I guess the hustlin is the unspoken Gospel
Love that I'm an apostle, feel the holy spirit of Chicago
E Bottom, here's the bottle
I think I, need a cup of a tea, because I'm novel
(come on bay-bayyy) Bust it
Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you
Alllllll night looooong
Allllllll (come on bay-bayyy)
All night long.. all night long..
All night long.. on and on and on and onnnn (come on bay-bayyy)
Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you (all night long)
Alllllll night looooong (all night long)
Allllllll (on and on and on and onnnn)
Iahhhhh (all night long) jus' wanna rock you (all night long)
Alllllll night looooong (all night long)
{what? yo-yo, yo-yo yo-yo check it, check it}
On and on and on and onnnn
A portrait of the Artist, formerly known as Sense
The brain-wash, with my vocal tones I rinses
Opportunity and the beat knocks
Women, give me rhythm like beatbox, but it's the year
Of completion, I want a Queen to complete Rash'
Who's flavored from stacks, to Reeboks
Send blessings to the family of Ice Mike
Shit like that, don't help me write right, but I got site/sight
Like a construction worker, when it's time to build
Get off like Sam Jack' and it's time to kill
In perserverence I'mma find a meal, and provoke
My Gramps used to trick off big papers at the Riverboat
It go..
Allllll.. niiiiiight.. all night
Allllll.. niiiiiight.. you got it goin all night
Allllll.. niiiiiight.. y'know, y'know it all night
Allllll.. niiiiiight.. oahahhhoahhohhhhhh (yea, yeah)
Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you (one more time)
Alllllll night looooong, oahhhhohhh (ebb in feelings)
Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you (I ain't sleeping)
Alllllll night looooong (all night long)
On and on and on and onnnn
Check it
I walk downtown to tempos and never lose the beat
Some people got ignorance confused with bein' street
On the, street of desire my body and soul meet
Arguin over thick broads and meals with no meat
Had the cold feet for a second
Mega-niggas in my box throwin suggestions
Had me checkin' myself and double checkin', I popped the resurrection
In the mirror I only heard my reflection
Let me hold mics, while you hold dicks and CD collections
And at MusicLand and Coop's, we can make connections
I meditate with confidence, to not chomp on cents
Outspoken like 30's but yet I guard my lips
Writin niggas with stripes, I hold posture with
Poppin shit to fat broads, wearin os-trich
Givin em voicemail, tracks are like County
To them I voice-jail/gel, if you believe in Heaven
Why is the choice Hell? Why is this choice Hell?
Why is this choice Hell?
Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you
Alllllll night looooong, oahhhhohhh (keep goin)
Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you (keep goin, keep goin, keep on)
(and don't you give up) Alllllll night looooong (ah keep on, ah keep on)
Ooahhhoahhhhh (ah keep on, ah keep.. ah don't you give up)
Iahhhhh (all night long) jus' wanna rock you (all night long)
Alllllll night looooong (if you want it you can have it lay upon my rest)
On and on and on and onnnnnnnnnn (keep it goin baby)
(if you want it you can have it lay upon my rest)
Iahhhhh jus' wanna rock you (all night long)
Alllllll night looooong (if you want it you can have it lay upon my rest)
(all night long) On and on and on and onnnnnnnn
Alllllll (if you want it you can have it lay upon my rest) niiiiiiiight
Alllllll (and if you want it you can have it lay upon my rest) niiiiiiight
Alllllll niiiiiiiiight
Alllllll niiiiiiiiight
Alllllll niiiiiiiiight
Alllllll (don't stop now) niiiiiiiiight (no no no, no, uh-uh)
Alllllll (you bet' not stop) niiiiiiiiight
Alllllll niiiiiiiiight
Yeahhhhhh.. Common Sense, and Baduuuu |
hero | Yeah, yes, I'm on top
I'm going this hard, and no I won't stop
Yeah, yes, I'm on top
I'm going this hard, and no I won't stop
Cheezy wassup!
Let me hear you holla, bitch
Actor, writer, rapper, nigga, I do all of it
Lactose tolerant; addicted to cheddar
And I spent it on a jacket, man, I don't know no better
Yeah, it's Childish Gambino, yeah I'm fly as a feather
Yeah, my nigga be suburban but my flow keep it ghetto
Keep my swagger Polaroid, you can watch it develop
Ain't it funny? In a year, I went from different to special
Yeah I got it together, yeah, I took those chances
Labels on me like I might cause cancer
Yes a nigga flow went from Camry to Phantom
I'm just talking real shit, hoping you can handle
Sleeping on the jet like "lier" like chandle
Flyer than a jet women, hoping they can land him
How we turn everything to gold that they hand 'em?
I am just different, that's the only answer
Yeah, yes I'm on top
I'm going this hard, and no I won't stop
Yeah, yes I'm on top
I'm going this hard, and no I won't stop
I'm a hero, I'm a hero
I'm a hero, I'm a hero
I'm a hero, I'm a hero
I'm a hero, I'm a hero, yeah
Back on my grind, nigga I'm a skater
She just think I'm fine, nigga you's a hater
Style with no name, they just want to label me
They should call it what these other niggas are afraid to be
APC store walkin' out with eight bags
Yeah I'm killin' paper, call it poppin' tag
You ever spend three grand on designer vision
When you should really spent it on your little sis tuition?
She played my album when nobody else out there would listen
I'm comin' harder than these girls that you would swear were pissin'
Davinci-esque, I'm the real deal
The only thing I don't know is how fake feel
I'm living everything these other niggas lyin' bout
Bitches don't believe me, to prove it to em I fly 'em out
She say that I'm her everything, I'm better than those other guys
I say, "I'm just a rapper" She tell me, "That's a fuckin' lie"
Yeah, yes I'm on top
I'm going this hard, and no I won't stop
Yeah, yes I'm on top
I'm going this hard, and no I won't stop
I'm a hero, I'm a hero
I'm a hero, I'm a hero
I'm a hero, I'm a hero
I'm a hero, I'm a hero, yeah
They said me rappin' was like MJ and baseball
But that would make me MJ, so motherfuck all of y'all
Trippin' on this fame shit, drinking like a fuckin fish
Listen to the next track, "I be on that other shit"
Yes I sound weird, nigga, take it as a compliment
Guess who's in the house and representing like a congressman
Anything I put my mind to I accomplish it
From writing scripts with Tina Fey to laying down the hardest shit
Who else is doing what I'm doing? No one
And I mean girls too, intended no pun
I'm on the road son, busy like I'm Bone Thug
Comment left anonymous cause ain't nobody want none
She laying in my bed she gotta be bi-curious
Barf on the track, be amazing and rap-furious
Damn bloggers argue whether or not I'm serious
It's Nas' Illmatic, not Eddie Murphy's Delirious
Got the limelight, you stupid you think I'm sharing this
Showing up late, promoters wondering where he is
Got some nightmares, but failing's gotta be scariest
But I would never fail, I'm a hero one of the best there is
Yeah, yes I'm on top
I'm going this hard, and no I won't stop
Yeah, yes I'm on top
I'm going this hard, and no I won't stop
I'm a hero, I'm a hero
I'm a hero, I'm a hero
I'm a hero, I'm a hero
I'm a hero, I'm a hero, yeah |
shes leaving home | Wednesday morning at five o'clock as the day begins
Silently closing her bedroom door
Leaving the note that she hoped would say more
She goes down the stairs to the kitchen clutching her handkerchief
Quietly turning the backdoor key
Stepping outside, she is free
She (We gave her most of our lives)
Is leaving (Sacrificed most of our lives)
Home (We gave her everything money could buy)
She's leaving home after living alone (Bye-bye)
For so many years
Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown
Picks up the letter that's lying there
Standing alone at the top of the stairs
She breaks down and cries to her husband, Daddy, our baby's gone
Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly
How could she do this to me
She (We never thought of ourselves)
Is leaving (Never a thought for ourselves)
Home (We struggled hard all our lives to get by)
She's leaving home after living alone (Bye-bye)
For so many years
Friday morning at nine o'clock she is far away
Waiting to keep the appointment she made
Meeting a man from the motor trade
She (What did we do that was wrong)
Is having (We didn't know it was wrong)
Fun (Fun is the one thing that money can't buy)
Something inside that was always denied (Bye-bye)
For so many years
She's leaving home (Bye-bye) |
what they hittin foe | Fucking around in a crap game
Niggas think I'm soft cause now I'm in the rap game
And I don't hang out as much, bang out dope cuts
Standing on stage and I'm grabbing my nuts
But when it comes to getting in a circle
I'm hitting sevens turning broke niggas purple
Looking for Little Joe and the dumb nigga scream and choke
When deuce-deuce hit the floor yo
Now which of ya wanna fade the twenty?
I'm turnin your fat pockets skinny
Ah yeah I'm shaking the ivory
And boom it's like they die for me
Fool you can get loud, get mad, hit the joint
But don't forget my point
There it is yo
I put my Nike on the bet so it won't slide
Money gone cause I'm never hitting deuce-five
I'm never hitting four-trey no way
You wanna leave but come on ho stay
Nigga fever that’ll work
Poppa needs brand-new shoes and a sweatshirt
Fool you can't even fuck with that
And now that I'm winning I gots to get my gat
Cause I see your homies starting to look
And broke motherfuckers they make the best crooks
And I'm feeling like a baller
Bucking fools now the circles getting smaller
Now you wanna go and scheme
Punk niggas like you just love to triple-team
So I pick up my money and start walking
Cause now I let the gat start talking
Now since ya'll lost you wanna go out like a sucker
Take that motherfuckers |
suicide season | Burr, I'm gon' slurp her, like a Go-GURT, ayy
Yeaaah, ayy
Whatchu say? Whatchu say? (Yeah)
Whatchu say? Whatchu say? (Yeah)
Natra
Said I'm older and I'm sober in the middle of October
Living like I wanna die but it feel right (Yeah)
Met a bitch a little older
Like a bucket, knock her over
Made me forget about thoughts of suicide (Ayy)
So throw that pussy at me baby
Throw that pussy at me baby
Made them legs go up like doors on suicide
(Made them legs go up like doors on sui- oh)
Throw that pussy at me baby
Throw that pussy at me baby (Throw that, throw it)
Living life like I wanna die but it feel right, yah (Yeah, ayy)
Bitch I'm smooth like grape in juice, okay
You smooth like pulp in O and J (Oh)
I killed that pussy like O and J (Oh)
Like A-okay (Oh), Like A-okay (Oh)
My hunting rifle, A-okay
I'm hunting down the KKK (Phew-phew-phew, phew)
Tell their mothers and aunties that I am free today (Ayy)
I'm free today (Ayy), I'm free today (Ayy)
Fuck it up, fuck is up, niggas always nuttin' up
Man, I'm never shutting up, collared shirt with buttons up
The world don't give out love enough, I will be the light of us
Truths only confinin' us and I will be the guide of us (Yeah)
Fall back to the basics, ayy
Getting top from two bitches and it is gracious, ayy
What's the location? Great Wall up out in Asia, ayy
And I'm wondering if her daddy is racist, ayy (Hey, hey)
Guns up in designer denim (What? What?)
I think they be Ksubis (Ho-wee)
Your bitch Icky Vicky (Ho-wee)
That hoe got the cooties (Ho-wee)
Only time that I would touch her (Ho-wee)
When I give her noogies (Ho-wee)
Either that or when I'm tryna rub off one my boogies (Ho-wee)
So throw that pussy at me baby (Ho-wee)
Throw that pussy at me baby (Ho-wee)
Made them legs go up like doors on suicide
(Made them legs go up like doors on sui- oh)
Throw that pussy at me baby (Ho-wee)
Throw that pussy at me baby (Ho-wee, throw that, throw it)
Yeaaah, ayy |
opps want me dead | CashMoneyAP
Du-du-dun-dun-dun, ayy
Du-du-dun-dun-dun, yeah
Ayy
You can miss me with that fake shit
How you real but writin' statements?
I’ma change the world, lil' nigga, I'm not basic
Money in my hands, spend it all then I replace it
She know I’m the man, why she in here gettin' naked?
My gang in the buildin', we came up from dirty basements
Nigga try to beef with us, we left him in the pavement
Take a puff and all my feelings go away, I'm painless
Opps want me dead, we gon' hit 'em with the stainless
Off a addy pill, I'ma fuck her 'til she brainless
House up in the hills, all of my neighbors are famous
Foreigns in the front, you would think a nigga racing
Crack another blunt, now I’m higher than a spaceship
I ain’t goin' out bad, I’m destined for greatness
Thought you was my mans, now I see you on some lame shit
Not part of the plan, always knew that you were hatin'
Smoke a ton of grams, I'm in love with bein' faded
Stand on top of everything I do, yes, I believe
I set the bar higher, I be workin’ to achieve
There's not too many people out here doin' it like me
My town behind my back, I got these kids chasin' their dreams
You can miss me with that fake shit
How you real but writin' statements?
I'ma change the world, lil' nigga, I'm not basic
Money in my hands, spend it all then I replace it
She know I'm the man, why she in here gettin' naked?
My gang in the buildin', we came up from dirty basements
Nigga try to beef with us, we left him in the pavement
Take a puff and all my feelings go away, I'm painless
Opps want me dead, we gon' hit 'em with the stainless
Where you at? And where you been?
The money changin' all your friends, now you cavin' in
Hard to say, not like it hurts, they can't comprehend
Feel like I been through the worst and they don't understand
Know they want me in the ground with the dirty sand
But it's not happenin'
I know you niggas cappin' when it comes down to this rappin'
My whole life been a savage, never been the one for actin'
Out in Cali, Calabasas, eatin' sushi with a bad bitch
Run my money up, now I'm livin' way better
This exclusive drip, I can wear in any weather
Fly like a bird, why they tryna pluck my feathers?
A band on my shoes and 3000 on a sweater
You can miss me with that fake shit
How you real but writin' statements?
I'ma change the world, lil' nigga, I'm not basic
Money in my hands, spend it all then I replace it
She know I'm the man, why she in here gettin' naked?
My gang in the buildin', we came up from dirty basements
Nigga try to beef with us, we left him in the pavement
Take a puff and all my feelings go away, I'm painless
Opps want me dead, we gon' hit 'em with the stainless
Opps want me dead, we gon' hit 'em with the stainless
Hi-hit 'em with a stainless |
super boo | Look at her she could be ma super boo
In a room crazy, sexy, cool
Intellectually sexy, her body is sick, her face is dope
Somethin like a eye candy photo
Hope to God the broad ain't a ho though
The way she walks is in slow-mo
Yep, ma mind got Tee-Vo
Every punk truck around
Plotting and scheming, wishing and dreaming
Jus for a little nano second to holla at her quick
Tryin' to holla for her name
Yellow bone with a tan like damn
Smile at me, so I smile right back
She move so effortless complimentin' her looks
I be commentin' up in her book
You can be my super boo-oo-oo
You can be my super boo, I need you
To come and chill wit me c'mon
One, Two, Check it
Mad views on her myspace shit
Just stoppin by, showing her love, while she sits
And all her friends are hot, but not like her she the number one spot
All I wanna do is really introduce Scott
Let her know my dreams and struggles to the top
Show her, that it feels good in a drop top
Rollin down sunset niggas can't stop
I can tell that she really got her mind right
Let me make that move when the time's right
Hope she don't mind a little limelight
You can't go wrong let's get right
And we gon let them other niggas stomp it out
Next step ye we gon' talk it out
I hop hotels 'til the next flight
I think about you cause your so right
You can be my super boo-oo-oo
You can be my super boo, I need you
To come and chill wit me c'mon
One, Two, Check it
(Lalalaalaaalaaa)
I know you probably like a lil stand offish
But just take my hand though
And save my world baby
Come ride with me
Let me get it, okay I got it she's so hot move so erotic
Take her to Cancun fly supersonic
Grown and sexy love Gin & Tonic
Askin questions like where you from?
I ain't gonna tell you you should just come
Take that journey beyond the clouds
Let's leave reality truth be told
Yeh baby girl this the code
Come be ma roadie backstage at shows
I can tell that them other niggas did you cold
But am a hot nigga with the heat for sure
I ain't fittin like a scarf in the summer
Am misemplyin and I need you in the summer
Layin on top me enjoying your company
Am runnin out of issue (Can't understand) when I kiss you
You can be my super boo-oo-oo
You can be my super boo, I need you
To come and chill wit me c'mon
One, Two, Check it |
la la land | Oh shit, you live in the canyon
How big is your mansion? Yeah
Fresh out of school
Now you working and focus on fashion
Pretty girl, and you let go
Got time, but you got goals
Hey baby, waste your time with me in California
Hey baby, waste your time with me in California
La la la la la
Yeah, I met her at a 1 OAK
La la la la la
Now we at the same house party
La la la la la
If you wanna waste time
Baby, waste your time with me in California
Hey baby, waste your time with me in California (California)
Oh shit, you born in the Hamptons
I heard that's expensive
Damn, and you famous on Insta
Your pics is a blessing
I think you could be a centerfold
No need for the money, though (No need for the)
Hey baby, waste your time with me in California
Hey baby, waste your time with me in California (California)
La la la la la
Yeah, I met her at a 1 OAK
La la la la la
Now we at the same house party (Ayy)
La la la la la
If you wanna waste time
Baby, waste your time with me in California (Uh)
Hey baby, waste your time with me in California (Uh)
I'm a California N-I-G-G-A
Fuck wit' me, girl, I look like bae
My grass is greener, girl, without no snakes
Them other niggas full of games, girl, this not no prank
Just broke up wit' yo' man, it’s the right time (Right time)
We throwin’ money at a stripper, that’s the right vibe (Right vibe)
I come alive at night time (Night time)
She said all she really wanna do is fuck, I said, "Likewise" (Ayy)
I like you on top like cilantro (Like cilantro)
You like it in your mouth like blanco (Like blanco)
I run the city, come fuck wit' a Pablo (Fuck wit' a)
I want you, not the code to your iPhone (Ayy)
Straight player (Straight player)
Your friends said don’t fuck wit' me, straight hatin’ (Straight hatin’)
Wasting time in Cali, ain't really wastin' time
'Cause you meet a ball player, that’s a come up, right?
La la la la la
Yeah, I met her at Coachella
La la la la la
Why you acting like you don't remember?
La la la la la
If you wanna waste time
Baby, waste your time with me in California
Hey baby, waste your time with me in California |
miracle | I've gone for too long living like I'm not alive
So I'm gonna start over tonight
Beginning with you and I
When this memory fades, I'm gonna make sure it's replaced
With chances taken, hope embraced
And have I told you?
I'm not going
Cause I've been waiting for a miracle
And I'm not leaving
I won't let you
Let you give up on a miracle
When it might save you
We've learned to run from anything uncomfortable
We've tied our pain below
And no one ever has to know that inside we're broken
I try to patch things up again
To count my tears and kill these fears
But have I told you, have I?
I'm not going
Cause I've been waiting for a miracle
And I'm not leaving
I won't let you
Let you give up on a miracle
When it might save you
It's not faith if, if you use your eyes
You'll lie
We'll get it right this time
Let's leave this all behind
Oh, I will get it right this time
It's not faith if you're using your eyes
Oh, I
Well I've gone for too long living like I'm not alive
So I'm gonna start over tonight
Beginning with you and I
Don't want to run from anything uncomfortable
I just want, no
I just need this pain to end right here
I'm not going
Cause I've been waiting for a miracle
And I'm not leaving
I won't let you
Let you give up on a miracle
Cause it might save you
Yeah, it might save you
Oh, it might save you
It's not faith if, if you use your eyes
If you use your eyes
If you use your eyes |
bubblegum bitch | Got a figure like a pin-up, got a figure like a doll
Don't care if you think I'm dumb, I don't care at all
Candy bear, sweetie pie, wanna be adored
I'm the girl you'd die for
I'll chew you up and I'll spit you out
'Cause that's what young love is all about
So pull me closer and kiss me hard
I'm gonna pop your bubblegum heart
I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips
Hit me with your sweet love, steal me with a kiss
I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips
I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch
I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch
Queentex, latex, I'm your wondermaid
Life gave me some lemons so I made some lemonade
Soda pop, soda pop, baby, here I come
Straight to number one
Oh, dear diary, I met a boy
He made my doll heart light up with joy
Oh, dear diary, we fell apart
Welcome to the life of Electra Heart
I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips
Hit me with your sweet love, steal me with a kiss
I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips
I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch
I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch
I think I want your, your American tan
Oh, oh, oh
I think you're gonna be my biggest fan
Oh, oh, oh
I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips
Hit me with your sweet love, steal me with a kiss
I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips
I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch
I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch
I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips
Hit me with your sweet love, steal me with a kiss
I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips
I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch
I'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch |
hello kitty | Minna saikō, arigatō, ka-ka-ka-kawaii
Ka-ka-ka-kawaii
Mom's not home tonight
So we can roll around, have a pillow fight
Like a major rager, OMFG (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Let's all slumber party
Like a fat kid on a pack of Smarties
Someone chuck a cupcake at me
It's time for spin the bottle
Not gonna talk about it tomorrow
Keep it just between you and me
Let's play truth or dare now
We can roll around in our underwear
How every silly kitty should be
Come, come, kitty, kitty
You're so pretty, pretty
Don't go, kitty, kitty
Stay with me
Come, come, kitty, kitty
You're so silly, silly
Don't go, kitty, kitty
Play with me
Ka-ka-ka-kawaii
Hello kitty, hello kitty
Hello kitty, you're so pretty
Hello kitty, hello kitty
Hello kitty, you're so silly
Wake up, got a secret
Pinky swear that you're gonna keep it
I've got something you need to see (oh, woah, woah, woah)
Let's be friends forever
I wanna do everything with you together
Come and play with kitty and me
Come, come, kitty, kitty
You're so pretty, pretty
Don't go, kitty, kitty
Stay with me
Come, come, kitty, kitty
You're so silly, silly
Don't go, kitty, kitty
Play with me
Ka-ka-ka-kawaii
Hello kitty, hello kitty
Hello kitty, you're so pretty
Hello kitty, hello kitty
Hello kitty, you're so silly
Minna saikō, arigatō, ka-ka-ka-ka-kawaii
Minna saikō, arigatō, ka-ka-ka-ka-kawaii
Ka-ka-ka-ka-kawaii
Ka-ka-ka-ka-kawaii
Ka-ka-ka-ka-kawaii
Ka-ka-ka-ka-kawaii
Meow!
Ka-ka-ka-kawaii
Hello kitty, hello kitty
Hello kitty, you're so pretty
Hello kitty, hello kitty
Hello kitty, you're so silly
Come, come, kitty, kitty
You're so pretty, pretty
Don't go, kitty, kitty
Stay with me
Come, come, kitty, kitty
You're so silly, silly
Don't go, kitty, kitty
Play with me
Hello kitty, hello kitty |
trench coat | Ridin' 'round town with no lights on
Bumpin' DarkThrone out my Audi A4
Pentagram on my shawty torso
Nails on my neck 'bout blood-soaked
I ain’t got no heart, it’s still in Moscow
You must not be flame if you got smoke
Blood so cold, where my trench coat?
Wait until they see what’s in my—
Wait until they see what’s in my trench coat
Wait until they see what’s in my trench coat
Wait until they see what in my trench coat
Wait until they see what’s in my—
Ever since I was a fetus, I knew that I could be this reincarnated elated Crowley
I’m misunderstood and I’m proud about it now
I’m roundin' up all the calloused and malice and puttin' em all up in a palace
Call it the White House, no power balance
Now let me get another shot at living, and I’ll never take it for granted again
I swear to what? None!
Hallway greeted with a gun
How has it come to this? Everybody run!
Police will put you in a wooden box in the ground if you look at 'em wrong in the wrong part of town
But a motherfucker with a gun at a campus blastin' away at the staff and masses you’ll—
Let, live on again, with no regrets
Oh, bet
Who the fuck let you paint the land all red?
It’s all a mess, I’m just a guest
Go blast, your local press
And kill 'em all, kill 'em all
Wait until they see what’s in my trench coat
Wait until they see what’s in my trench coat
Wait until they see what up my trench coat
Wait until they see what’s in my trench coat
Wait until they see what’s in my trench coat
Wait until they see what’s in my trench coat
Wait until they see what’s in my trench coat
Wait until they see what’s in my— |
jupiter | Cześć! To jest pierdolony certyfikowany banger
Przybujane pod warzywniakiem, styl, właśnie tak
Wchodzę do studia ubrany cały na czarno
Nie dygaj, czasem to wkurwia, to tu nie umarło
Weź się nie niepokój, ziomuś, jaka solidarność?
Znam paru was, stówa, chcecie, żebym nie ogarnął?
Jupiter na mnie, właśnie, pogaście światła
Wciąga mnie rapgra, zaczynam granie, dokładnie
Jebane dziewiętnaście lat mam
Budowałem tą karierę, co mi podupadła w trakcie
Teraz patrzcie, taka prawda, dzisiaj bangla mi po maksie
Żyć życia górną półka, na balangach ponad pół go
I nieśmiertelna wyliczanka w kółko: scena, klub, studio
Ten rap tak wiele dał mi, ten rap tak wiele wziął mi
Ale to nie mnie wziął za kark i nie powiedział "ciągnij"
To prawda, nieźle mnie przeczołgał, wiesz, że to są fakty
Ale nikomu go nie oddam, za żadne skarby!
Mamy coś, czego nie zabiorą nam
Cały ten hajs! - Rap dał bejbi, rap dał bejbi, rap dał
Wszystko co mam! - Rap dał bejbi, rap dał bejbi, rap dał
Cały ten fejm! - Rap dał bejbi, rap dał bejbi, rap dał
Więcej, nie mniej! - Rap da bejbi, rap da bejbi, rap da
Rap dał mi mnie i rap dał mi rozgłos
Rap mnie mi zabrał i rap dał mi sos, ziom
Rap mnie ubabrał i rap dał mistrzostwo
Rap ranił mnie i rap dał mi rozkosz
To prawda i rap dał mi poczuć tą wolność
I rap dał mi godność i zabrał mi godność
I tak parę lat brał i rat parę rap dał
To bangla dziś głośno, odpalę szampan
Rap dał mi pić go, rap dał hajs, licz go!
Rap dał mi, rap dał mi, rap dał mi wszystko
I jak nie być piczką, mi program rap wgrał
I wszystko mi, wszystko mi, wszystko mi zabrał
Cały ten hajs! - Rap dał bejbi, rap dał bejbi, rap dał
Wszystko co mam! - Rap dał bejbi, rap dał bejbi, rap dał
Cały ten fejm! - Rap dał bejbi, rap dał bejbi, rap dał
Więcej, nie mniej! - Rap dał bejbi, rap dał bejbi, rap mi dał
Liczyli na to, że się zachlam, czy zaćpam
A prawda taka, że rap dalej grać mam
I będę łapać, ile mieści się w garściach
Debile sami mi przynieśli to na tacach
Mówią: "Jaca farciarz"
I znowu robię tu rozgardiasz, ogarniasz follow?
Do teraz ta sama opera, aria solo?
I pozdro dla menagera - alias olo?
Jedziemy szybciej i dalej, jak zwalnia sporo
Rap mnie nauczył nie oglądać się na innych
Jak się nie poddać i w głowie być silnym, tak!
My odgrywamy tu tak różne filmy
Inne tripy, podróże i nagrywamy inny rap
Coś mnie w tym urzec musiało, te temu życia pół
I to nie siano dało moc Tedemu bycia tu
I nie odwidzi człowiek tego, co raz widział już
Dzieciaku, co drugiego ciecia tu do pieca włóż
Cały ten hajs! - Rap dał bejbi, rap dał bejbi, rap dał
Wszystko co mam! - Rap dał bejbi, rap dał bejbi, rap dał
Cały ten fejm! - Rap dał bejbi, rap dał bejbi, rap dał
Więcej, nie mniej! - Rap dał bejbi, rap dał bejbi, rap mi dał |
flaws | One to eleven shit, you know I rock the shit, you know I rock
999, 999, ho
G Money, we getting money right
Huh, ya dig
She in love with my flaws, put Versace on my draws
That bitch know that I'm a boss
I'ma catch like Randy Moss, ayy
I ain't ever off, yeah
All I do is floss, yeah
Double G my outfit, 'cause it cost to be the boss
Racks up, racks up
I don't fuck with nobody I hate y'all
I'm a killer at heart, like Adolf
Boy that shit dead, like Nate Dogg
Say you want beef trouble, like Steak Sauce
Migos in the trap, like Takeoff
Big guns, they'll take yo face off
Can't see these fuck niggas like Ray Charles
A hunnid bands, spend all that shit
She looked at my whole team, then fucked on them
He say he want smoke
We'll up on him, and we'll bust at them
They don't want no static
Rock my choker, and tote my ratchet
Do a drill, listenin' to Lenny Kravitz
Off a pill, I dunk Shaquille
Tight jeans, bankrolls for sex appeal, yeah
She in love with my flaws, put Versace on my draws
That bitch know that I'm a boss
I'ma catch like Randy Moss, ayy
I ain't ever off, yeah
All I do is floss, yeah
Double G my outfit, 'cause it cost to be the boss
Racks up, racks up
I don't fuck with nobody I hate y'all
I'm a killer at heart, like Adolf
Boy that shit dead, like Nate Dogg
Say you want beef trouble, like Steak Sauce
Migos in the trap, like Takeoff
Big guns, they'll take yo face off
Can't see these fuck niggas like Ray Charles
She in love with my flaws, put Versace on my draws
That bitch know that I'm a boss
I'ma catch like Randy Moss, ayy
I ain't ever off, yeah
All I do is floss, yeah
Double G my outfit, 'cause it cost to be the boss
Racks up, racks up
I don't fuck with nobody I hate y'all
I'm a killer at heart, like Adolf
Boy that shit dead, like Nate Dogg
Say you want beef trouble, like Steak Sauce
Migos in the trap, like Takeoff
Big guns, they'll take yo face off
Can't see these fuck niggas like Ray Charles |
no bad vibes | Yuh, woah, hey, hey, hey, hey, yuh
Yuh, yuh
Ayy, look at life like it's so amazing
Half famous but I knew the fame wouldn't change us
Lil Skies what they call me yeah that's what my name is
And niggas still want beef but where the fuck an angus
I'm peepin' all the fake shit, I got my eyes open
They see I play for keeps like I got the wooden token
My life fast, I'm outgoing, guess that's why I'm open
I'm single for a reason, fuck havin' my heart broken
I turned nothin' to somethin' it's crazy how it goes
From same clothes, to now I'm fuckin' the baddest hoes
From bein' lazy, to now I'm focusin' on my goals
From bad grades, to finally makin' honor roll
I made my mom proud it feels good
My chest hurts, guess I smoked too many backwoods
I'm tryna blow up do an interview with West wood
Until then I'm workin' hard because I know I should (Nigga)
(Yuh, yuh) It's okay, and it's alright (Yuh, yuh)
I made my way and still I fight (Yuh, yuh)
All the pain and all the lies (Yuh, yuh)
I spread my wings and still I fly (Yuh, yuh)
Tell my momma, yuh, tell her, yuh, no bad vibes (No bad vibes, yuh, no bad vibes)
Look, fuck your feature I don't need your clout
'Cause to be honest I'm the greatest thing comin' out
I work hard when I say it I don't have no doubts
I took chances when they told me we was in a drought
My little brother looks up to me, gotta be cautious
I brought the wave to you niggas, made you all nauseous
My dad got himself a girl, glad he doin' well
Remember six years ago when he went through hell
As times change and my little sister is growin' up
It hurts my heart knowin' that I'm not around as much
Remember when she was little, was playin' barbies with her
Perfect Kodak moment, I wish I could paint the picture
But life's short so I'm livin' mines day by day
I'm askin' God to look over me so that's why I pray
And people look at my tweets like is that really you
Actions speak louder than words and here's my fuckin' proof
(Yuh, yuh) It's okay, and it's alright (Yuh, yuh)
I spread my wings and still I fly (Yuh, yuh)
All the pain and all the lies (Yuh, yuh)
(Oh shit I fucked it up) No bad vibes
No bad vibes, all summer '16, no bad vibes |
observer | Кто сугубо наблюдатель, наблюдай, я поедатель
Ваших страхов без идей, как пожестче наебать их
Я же дядя не предатель, я лежу на хате в вате
Меня кроет как скотину, рядом докторша в халате
Я в ней вижу биксу в платье и тащу её в кровать
Всё сложив как математик я решил, что нахуй хватит
Щас Депоша аккуратен, позвонил по скайпу бате
Всё в поряде, я у Кати, сам в Уфе, в неадеквате
Я исчез меня искать бесполезно, не петляйте
Щеголяй, кури, бухай, те кто хочет нас найти
Что киваете я помню вы та леди на закате
На пиздатом аппарате, что тащила VIP
Я лечу щеночков в байте, так что, братья, улыбайте
В гангстеритос не играйте - молча щи лохам ломайте
А меня прокапайте, ведь я под Орбакайте
Ухожу в отрыв ребят, время упускаете
С того света вытащив, мэри в бланте дайте....
Я сижу по середине, рядом наблюдатели...
С того света вытащив, мэри в бланте дайте...
Я сижу по середине, рядом наблюдатели...
Паром лёгкие лечу и лечу как истребитель
Нева бин, в толпу кричу, мне дайте жара удивите
Наблюдателей обидел, мозги не ебите
На тусовках не вафлите, в сотик не орите
Все мои метафоры, как ножницы в руках
Мои пальцы на курках, острие вонзил в твой пах
Наши арки на кусках, парни в парке на бровях
Разлагаются в кустах, это ненависть и страх
Это зависть и моча паранойя по ночам
Злобным матом с горяча, я отвечаю двум грачам
Что в попытках доебаться, заебались, не начав
Дело в том, что их девчатам на спины кончал я
Так что зря ты так ворчал, выпей чаю, чао
Респектуха, кто качал плеер уши застращал
NBC пиздюлин жирных вашим буковкам вкачал
Я сижу по середине наблюдатели молчат... |
kings never die | Here to stay
Even when I'm gone
When I close my eyes
Through the passage of time
Kings never die
I can hear the drummer drummin'
And the trumpets, someone's tryna summon someone
I know something's comin'
But I'm runnin' from it, to be standing at the summit
And plummet, how come it wasn't what I thought it was?
Was it too good to be true?
Have nothin', get it all but too much of it
Then lose it again, did I swallow hallucinogens?
‘Cause if not, where the hell did it go?
‘Cause here I sit in Lucifer’s den by the dutch oven
Just choosing to sin, even if it means I'm sellin' my soul
Just to be the undisputed again
Do whatever I gotta do just to win
‘Cause I got this motherfuckin' cloud over my head
Crown around it, thorns on it
Cracks in it, bet you morons didn't think I'd be back, did ya?
How 'bout that? I’m somehow now back to the underdog
But no matter how loud that I bark
This sport is somethin' I never bow-out at
I complain about the game, I shout and I pout, it's a love-hate
But I found out that I can move a mountain of doubt
Even when you bitches are countin' me out
And I appear to be down for the count
Only time I ever been out and about
Is drivin' around town with my fuckin' whereabouts in a doubt
‘Cause I been lost tryna think of what I did to get here
But I'm not a quitter; gotta get up, give it all I got or give up
Spit on, shit on, stepped on, but kept goin'
I'm tryna be headstrong
But it feels like I slept on my neck wrong
‘Cause you're moving onto the next, but is your respect gone?
‘Cause someone told me that…
Kings never die
Don't give me that sob story, liar, don't preach to the choir
You ain't never even had to reach in the fire to dig deep
Nobody ever handed me shit in life, not even a flyer
Wouldn't even take shit into consideration
Obliterate anyone in the way
I think I see why a lot of rappers get on these features
And try to show out on a track with me
But it'd actually have to be
A fuckin' blow-out to get me to retire
Tell these new artists that kings never die
I know shit has changed in this age, fuck a Twitter page
Did it just say I've been upstaged?
Why am I online? It's driving me crazy
I'm ridin' shotgun tryna get a gauge
On what's hot, but I'm not one to conform
But as days pass in this shit
And opinions sway, I can hear 'em say
If I stay passionate maybe I can stage a miraculous
Comeback, as if I went away
But detractors just say so much for the renegade
Someone's gonna make me blow my composure
Here I go again, center stage, and I feel like I'm in a cage
They so want a champion to fall
It's no wonder why I laugh at 'em
‘Cause why can't we win 'em all?
So fuck what these cynics say!
It just goes to show that when my back's against the wall
And I'm under attack again, that I'll act as if I'm 'posed ta
With this pent-up rage, ‘cause all these plaques in my office
On the floor stacked against the door
Are they just metaphors for the odds of me comin' back again?
‘Cause all the accomplishments, accolades, awards
And trophies just don't mean jack anymore
If I'm here today and gone tomorrow, and I'm not gonna be…
Here to stay
Even when I'm gone
When I close my eyes
Through the passage of time
Kings never die
I want it, I'm comin' to get it
So you son of a bitches don't duck
You’re gonna get Riddick Bowe’d
Critics'll end up in critical
Think your shit is dope, all you're gonna get is smoked
And I ain't stopping 'til I'm on top again
All alone and on a throne, like a token of respect
Or a homage poem, or an ode I've been owed
Tossed in the air by my own arm
And launched so hard it broke my collarbone
And when it's my time to go
I'm still not leaving, stop for no one, I don't know
But I've been told, an obstacle that blocks your road, ya
Knock it over, time to go for the pot of gold, ‘cause…
They say kings never die
Just ask Jam Master Jay
They just grow wings and they fly
So, hands up, reach for the sky!
Try to hold on and prolong these moments
‘Cause in a blink of an eye
They'll be over
So you're tryna secure your legacy like Shakur
And ensure nobody's ever gonna be what you were
So before you're leavin' this Earth
You want people to feel the fury of a pure evil cerebral, berserk
Deacon of words, syllable genius at work
Plus, I'm thinkin' that they're mistakin' my kindness for weakness; kill 'em with meanness
I went from powdered milk and Farina
To flippin' burgers on the grill for some peanuts
At Gilbert's to arenas, call me Gilbert Arenas
Still appeal to the dreamers
I made it to the silverscreen
But Rocky's still what the theme is
Khalil on the beat, ‘cause makin' the beat
Ain’t the same feelin' to me as killin' the beat is
Or fulfillin' to me is what fillin' a seat is
It's that sound-bombing, Thirstin Howl
Common, underground, Diamond D, Outsidaz
Stomach growl, throbbin' hunger, out-rhymin' everyone
God, just give me one shot, I swear that I won't let you down
I'ma be around forever-and-a-day, even in the ground
You ain't never ever gonna hear 'em say I ain't…
Here to stay
Even when I'm gone
When I close my eyes
Through the passage of time
Kings never die
Kings never die |
danse pour moi | ! AVERTISSEMENT !
Certaines explications ont un CONTENU DÉCONSEILLÉ aux moins de 16 ans
Public AVERTI seulement
__________________________________________________
Danse pour moi izi
Danse pour moi izi
Et sois sexy, sur le son flexible
Sur la vibes, excite-toi à en perdre ton lexique
C’est Don Miloudzi l’ambianceur rarement ambiancé
Souvent adossé au mur, verre à la main, dans Highlander, je serai le guetteur
Pendant des heures sans m'épuiser, sans regretter, je pourrai te guetter
Te prêter à aucun des ces pédés, à moi t'es la Belle, j’ai tué la te-bê
C'est ça, danse pour moi, ce soir t’es la ne-rei
Moi, le roi du haut de sa tour près du bar toujours beurré
C’est ça Lady, fais toi plaisir
Sur le son du 92izi, sexy sexy baby
Dans la rythmique et le booty ok ! Sexy lady
Sexy sexy lady ok ! Sexy lady
Danse pour moi izi
Danse pour moi
Danse pour moi izi
Danse pour moi izi
Regarde ma liasse, danse pour moi biatch
Quoi ? Tu n’en es pas une ? Oh, au temps pour moi biatch !
Tire sur mon bang, sauvée par le gong
Big Boss depuis le Big Bang, monte le son, monte monte, tu feras le tour du monde
Ma montre brille, illumine tes grosses fesses
Ton mec travaille à Monoprix, viens ici, ne sois pas grotesque
Allons rejoindre Milou A.K.A. Don Miloudzi
Oublie tous ces soucis, t'as la classe de Monica Bellucci
Danse pour moi izi
Danse pour moi izi
Sois à l'aise et sous tise, soutif
Ton spliff ? Range ton biff ! J'te l’ai déjà dis, c’est pour Maza
Ton corps s'lève en catalepsie quand il parle à Mala le psy
Tu rends folles les nanas mais chut sexy sexy lady
Danse sur l’ambiance du 9-zedou
Ton équipe, ton ami, sa fe-meu, je veux voir les tops, les seufs gé-bou, c'est pour Don Miloudzi
Réfléchis pas, vas danser, rafraîchis-toi à ma santé
Fais-toi zizir sexy sexy lady
Danse pour moi izi
Danse pour moi
Danse pour moi izi
Danse pour moi izi
__________________________________________________
Explain pour VOUUUUUUS izi
Paroles rédigées et expliquées par la communauté RapGenius France |
evolve | Yes, how many gorillas who actually killas really rhyming
Artists that actually signed still killing
And when it comes to killing the mic, they're not willing
And I'm supposed to be shook; that's the shit that kill me
Take the bullet for Barack on the balcony, then vanish
Extinguish the sun when I drool, play pool with the planets
We are renegades, the movement outlandish
My shit straight from the soul, goddammit
It's the one time only, vernacular original
Miraculous spectacular flow computer digital
I piss upon the pitiful, ridicule the minuscule
Pharoahe Monch need to park that ass like municipal
And listen to an enigma
The anomaly your momma nominated me phenomenal
I dominated without a 6-pack abdominal
You could get 19 put through that like Amadou
So what I'm a do is separate the false from the truest
You've amassed nothing trying to ball like U Mass
So phenomenal with mics I don't like myself
Sadomasochist MC, I bite myself
But not cameo though, there's no Grammy to show
For the love that people hand me on the street now overstand
Grade school mathematics examining thugs
They discuss bloods, crips, techs, jammin' and drugs
I speak of world peace, war, famine, and flood
Watching Pan's Labrynth while I'm unraveling bud
Gambling on the next rapper to die in the hood
If God shall choose that artist to be me
Let one verse of a song be a reflection of a pedigree
Better than your back catalog recipe
The legacy by which the entire world remembers me
Quote, do not edit me; let it be said
I'm top 5 all time (alive or)
We know that's misstated and so overused
So here's an overview of why I'm 6 feet over you
And a million fans think this statement is so overdue
And pardon if it sounds a little wheezy
Not Wayne, motherfuckers I got asthma; it's not easy
Shotgun lyrical; cock back, squeeze me
Women case my anatomy; touch me, tease me
Please seize the moment in the struggle against Lucifer
Renegade 13 the Executioner
Spit with a crucifix
So that you can expect a rant from Pharoahe Monch like Mucinex
Get used to it, get used to wisdom
Get used to usage of a backward euphemism |
stalking you | And I feel like I'm
By accident
I feel like I'm stalking you, I swear
I keep on watching your snaps, I'm stuck on your Instagram
And girl, I don't even follow you, I can't
Too busy calling you back, sometimes I don't understand
But girl, I feel like I walk past you, flexed on you by accident
I hopped in a Bentley, I don't plan on crashing it
I told you that I love you baby, I was gassin' it
Gold blunts rolled up, I ain't mashing it
Before you was my baby baby you was just a friend
And know that I was just in the streets hustlin'
They threw me in the jungle so I started bussin' licks
I ran into a mic and then I said, "Fuck the shit"
They call me young Mike, 'bout to get the glove and shit
Two diamond rings yea I paid a dub for it
Throw subs at me bet I don't respond to it
I'm countin' up money while you niggas commenting
Stuck on your ex and I can get you over it
VVS on my neck, let's come and see how cold it get
Before I sent you that message I was on my thirtieth sip
I was drinking a Sunkist and then I put the dirty in it
And I swear, that's why I'm watching your snaps
I'm stuck on your Instagram
And girl, I don't even follow you, I can't
Too busy calling you back, sometimes I don't understand
I feel like I'm stalking you, I swear
I keep on watching your snaps, I'm stuck on your Instagram
And girl, I don't even follow you, I can't
Too busy calling you back, sometimes I don't understand
I feel like I'm
Should pick you up in my spaceship
You're way too good for me
I ran out of shit to say, she ask me questions all day
I can't keep making up stories
She said goodbye and left me in the cold
If I can't take it, I'm sorry
I need good vibes, if not, leave me alone
I swear I hate to see you walk away
But you look so damn good when you walk away
Do you ever think about stalkin' me
Cause I do just in case you been wondering
And I swear, that's why I'm watching your snaps
I'm stuck on your Instagram
And girl, I don't even follow you, I can't
Too busy calling you back, sometimes I don't understand
I feel like I'm stalking you, I swear
I keep on watching your snaps, I'm stuck on your Instagram
And girl, I don't even follow you, I can't
Too busy calling you back, sometimes I don't understand
I feel like I'm |
we can | Hmm, hmm, hmmm
Yow girl child, girl child
Gyal you tek man fi fool
Tek man fi eediat
Stop, chat, jump inna my car
Make me slap dat, you snap back
We a do we ting cause you know seh me no love chat
Breast dem well firm, plus you ass well fat gosh
You damn hot, round like a race track
Waist line small, me a wonder weh you get dat
Me no have no time fi a waste gyal
Come over me place
Let me tell you dis straight
We can fuck if you feel like you want to
And we can do the tings weh you feel you need to
And we can run di place like you need fi dweet to
Cause me swear pon me life me girl seh me nah go leave you
Hmmm, hmmm, then again...
Top down and I'm on the way now
We sippin Henny for the whole day now
She know wah me want to do
A little bit a me on you
And you know that I been rolling round
I go the round like Tyson
Know seh we deh pon a one night ting
No husband and wife ting
We can fuck if you feel like you want to
And we can do the things weh you feel you need to
And we can run the place like you need fi dweet to
Cause me swear pon me life me girl seh me nah go leave you hmmm, hmmm, then again...
Hey
No more late night texting
Time for the sexing
Oh yea
I've been seeing your body naked
And I ain't touch you yet to get you wet
Gal you take man for fool
Take man for idiot
Stop, chat, jump inna the car
Make me slap that you snap back
We a do we thing cause you know seh me a no love chat
Breast them well firm plus you ass well fat gosh
You damn hot round like a race track
Waist line small, me a wonder where you get that
Me no have no time fi a waste gal
Come over me place let me tell you this straight
Let me tell you this straight, oh yeah
Let me tell you this straight
Let me tell you this straight, oh baby
Let me tell you this straight
I've been waiting patiently
For your body
Calling your name
I been calling, calling your name, oh
Kranium |
legendary | You know, I've seen some things
(Keyshia Cole)
It's important to stay strong
(Chris Brown)
What's up DJ Khaled?
It's your girl KC
(Ne-Yo, legendary, let's go)
If not they, then who
Will carry on the weight of this world?
If not they, then who
Will make sure all the people know how it feels to be legendary? (Get 'em)
Baby. don't cry no more
'Cause I'm here to show you the way
I know you got some fight in you, oh
So don't make losing so easy, oh, woah
Everybody's gonna fight and everybody's gonna fall
But the ones that get up are always the strongest
Oh, I can't imagine if I never went through nothing
I wouldn't be a fighter and I wouldn't last the longest, no
If not they, then who
Who will carry (Let's go), will carry on the weight of this world?
If not they, then who, then who (Come on)
Will make sure all the people know how it feels to be legendary? (Legendary)
Legends are born and created
And nothing's free, so I take it
It takes the determination
(We going in) Above, above, the nation
Everybody's gonna fight and everybody's gonna fall
But the one's who get up (Get up) are always the strongest (Strongest)
Oh, I can't imagine if I (Yeah) never went through nothing (Nothing)
I wouldn't be a fighter (Oh, woah) and I wouldn't last the longest (Oh)
If not they, then who
Who will carry, will carry on the weight of this world?
If not they, then who
Will make sure all the people know how it feels to be legendary? (How it feels, We The Best!)
Oh, on right now, I promise I'ma do it better than anybody's ever seen (Let's go)
In this battle, that I will be everything that everybody told me I would never be, no
Won't go down, got my feet on the ground, the wind at my back, my head to the sky
Won't stop now, no, not ever, you can see in my eyes, I will be legendary
If not they, then who
Who will carry, will carry on the weight of this world?
If not they, then who
Will make sure all the people know how it feels to be legendary? (How it feels)
I remember when they told me no
I looked 'em right in their eyes and I told 'em yes
Don't let nobody stop your dreams
Keep winning, rise to the top
Keep your head up
Young world, the world is yours
We The Best, YMCMB |
track 99 | Go ahead and build a better messiah
We can dig another grave
This is your calling
If you are hearing this
There is nothing I can do
Something has grown in my chest
And I have seen it
It is hard and cold
It's been dormant for many years
I have tried to save you, but I cannot come to save you
But this is what you deserve
This is what we deserve
This is something that we have brought upon ourselves
We are not a victim, you are not a victim
We are not a victim, you are not a victim
God will grovel before me
God will crawl at my feet
These are the dying years
These are the dying years
When you are suffering, know that I have betrayed you |
conflict diamonds | Diamonds are forever (yeah)
They won't leave in the night
I've no fear that they might desert me
Uh, F&F, yeah
You know what I'm saying
I figure, I feel like I should just
You know, show people other side that weren't aware
You know what I'm saying
They are presently unaware
They don't know about it
You know what I'm saying
You know just show 'em there's an other side to this thing right here
We call it bling
Yeah
Allow me to break down the game
Behind the bracelets, earrings, chains, watches and rings
The bling
The crystal encrusted, princess flooded
Canary studded, blue coloured and blood stained
Yeah, the older brother of the drug game
The giver of fame, the take awayer of lame
The empowerer of the kings that came with claims and disease
To leave where the native peoples were staying
Believe, my engagement ring received
And flossed at the cost of a bonded child minus pain
Long ago kings used to wear 'em in their armor when they fought other armies
Because it used to scare 'em
If you wasn't rich, couldn't wear 'em
Witches used to marry 'em
They'll shoot you before they share 'em
The gift and the curse, the venom and the serum
Most hated lady's best friend, get murked for a clear one
Diamonds are forever (yeah)
You know what I'm saying
(Diamonds are forever)
Now I ain't comin' down on nobody
You know what I'm saying
I ain't trying to judge nobody and nothin' like that (Forever)
You know what I'm saying
I floss too, I might go get me a pinky ring tomorrow
You know what I'm saying
But, I just want you to see man
You know what I'm saying
Just see man
Uh, Cecil Rhodes sowed war and genocide
Into the countryside just to get his shine on
I fear what De Beers and his peers used to do
Before the world really knew, just to get their mine on
Making paper with slave labor
And hitting little kids with life time bids making them cut and shine stones
Inflating the price and making them look nice
And I wasn't thinking twice when I was putting mine on
About a young shorty in Sierra Leone
Or other conflict countries that people call home
I figured I would never go to Angola
So it never did affect me there, maybe indirectly
That my neck leash was funding a rebellion or a military coup
Started by militias that don't believe in following none of Geneva's rules
I was brushing off the haters, trying to be cool
Didn't have a clue that the rapper was helping the rapers
Raiders of the villagers, pillagers of the schools
Shooters of the innocents, torturers of the witnesses
Burners of the businesses and my bracelet was the fuel
Uh, I ain't pushing an agenda, homie
I'm just pushing the facts, fuck Bush
'Cause there's people doing worse on this earth and they're black
I took it there, yeah, now let me bring it back
We all know on foreign shores that they finance wars
But ask yourself do they finance yours
When I first got mine I took them out on tour
Didn't know they lost half the value when I took 'em out the store
Or it was full of moissanites and cubits
But the jeweler knew I was stupid
And that I couldn't prove it
Feeling like I need it because I do music
To impress the groupies and the interviewers
So I didn't appraise it, nor did I loupe it
Even gave them to my girl, thinking I was cupid
Homies was all hate, hoping they could make me lose it
Creeping through my own hood, knew I had to remove it
I see the Russian Mafia, the Jewish Mobsters
The undercover terrorists and the traps for the hustlers
Homie, it's a wrap for the nonsense rhyming
Props to Kanye I call this Conflict Diamonds
Diamonds are forever (yeah)
You know what I'm saying
I felt like I should just let you all know that
You know what I'm saying
Make you all aware, so many people
Do things to glorify 'em
I felt like it was time for somebody to do somethin'
That would horrify 'em
You know what I'm saying
Bet you never thought that
That 20 karat ring or 20 karat chain or bracelet that you got on
Is fundin' some little war somewhere
Got some little kid murderin' a whole family somewhere
You know what I'm saying
But hey! Just think, now you know
You know what I'm saying
You gotta know to be a hypocrite, baby (haha!)
Hollaback, F&F up! (Forever)
Chi-town, Lupe! |
92 explorer | Ooh-ooh, wow
Ahh, yeah-yeah (Wow)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
We got London On Da Track
Hunnid and twenty, come catch me
Forties inside of my belly
Shouldn't be drivin', I'm faded (Skrt, yeah)
Rock that Nirvana, my favorite
Damn, I forgot what her name is
She in the front seat, head-bangin' (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, money counter sound somethin' like a chopper, chopper (Chopper, chopper)
Speaker system bumpin', fuck your fuckin' block up (Fuck your block up)
Used to mock him, now it's custom Bentley mock-ups (Mock-ups)
Killer drop, a call from lockup
If you buy that Echo, why you lyin'? You broke
Got a nine in my tote, get you smoked like a stoge
Keep on ridin' my coat, your new shit is a joke
Why you bitin' my flows? What you tryna be, Post?
Yeah
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin'
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'
Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas' glancin'
When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin' (Skrt)
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin'
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'
Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas' glancin'
When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin'
(Ooh)
She used to shoppin' at the mall (Ooh)
I'll teach lil baby how to ball
I hit Rodeo, spent like 40 G's (Wow)
Four hunnid pairs of Gucci socks (Socks)
I lost all my friends, made a lot of foes
Made a lot of M's, made a lot of moves
Open up the safe (Ooh), I'm just with the bros
Cop the 458, cost me 250 (Yeah)
Man, look at all my ice (Ice)
I hit your main thing twice (Your main thing twice)
Take a word of advice (A word of advice)
Break up with that ho (Ho)
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin'
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin' (Ohh)
Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas' glancin' (Ahh)
When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin' (Skrt)
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin' (Skrt)
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin' (Skrt)
Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas' glancin'
When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin'
Cold wrist frozen
Got sacks, Goldman
Bought the bar, Roseanne
No joke, deadpan
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin'
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin'
Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas glancin'
When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin' (Skrt, skrt)
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, guap keep expandin' (Skrt)
Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin' (Skrt)
Ooh, baby, I see these muhfuckas glancin' (Skrt)
When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin'
Ooh (Ooo-ooo)
Yeah, haha (Ooo-ooo)
Ooh (Ooo-ooo)
(Ooo-ooo)
We got London On Da Track |
in a world of my own very good advice from alice in wonderland | If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, everything what it is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would
Cats and rabbits would reside in fancy little houses
And be dressed in shoes and hats and trousers
In a world of my own
All the flowers would have very extra special powers
They would sit and talk to me for hours
When I'm lonely in a world of my own
There'd be no birds
Lots of nice and friendly howdy-do birds
Everyone would have a dozen bluebirds
Within that world of my own
In a world of my own
In a world of my own, my own
In a world of my own, in a world of my own
In a world of my own
I could listen to a babbling brook and hear a song that I could understand
I keep wishing it could be that way
I keep wishing it could be that way
I keep wishing it could be that way
Because my world would be a wonderland
Well, when one's lost I... I suppose it's good avice to stay where you are until someone finds you. But who'd ever think to look for me here. Good advice
I give myself very good advice
But I very seldom follow it
That explains the trouble I'm always in
"Be patient" is very good advice
But the waiting makes me curious
And I love the change
Should something strange begin
Well, I went along my merry way
And I never stopped to reason
I should've known there'd be a price to pay some day
I do give myself very good advice
But I very seldom follow it
Will I ever learn to do the things I should?
I do give myself very good advice
But I very seldom follow it
Will I ever learn to do the things I should?
In a world of my own
In a world of my own |
believe dat | Testicles, one, two
Testicles, one, two
Think we found a LoopHole
This a motherfucking PSA
We calling all the motherfucking ballers and shotcallers
Bring that motherfucking cash out
No broke niggas allowed
We ain't dealing with that shit, you heard?
Young Keisha, I'm on fire, you better believe that (Believe that)
Type of bitch pull up on you, ask you where the weed at (Where the weed at?)
Pussy wet, soakin' wet, yeah, drip on the dick (Drip on the dick)
Acrobatic little bitch, I'll flip on the dick (Flip on the dick)
I brought the Wraith out tonight, yeah, I'm nice, yeah (Woo)
Type of bitch that could fight, yeah, not a wife, yeah (Woo)
Face down (Down), ass up, masked up (Ass up)
Either way, make a nigga get that cash up
Get the fuck up out my DM if you got a BM (BM)
I do my talkin' with my hands, you don't wanna see them (See them)
I'm callin' plays like Curry, shoot it by the thirty (Shoot it)
I roll with niggas and gorillas 'cause these bitches dirty
I'm out the country with your nigga, baby, what you thought? (What you thought?)
He took me shoppin' with no limit, yeah I'm going off (Goin' off)
I got some Prada, Chanel, Fendi, and Gucci
Christian Louboutin, and Emilio Pucci
Didn't even have to fuck the nigga, he was too thirsty (Too thirsty)
Fuck the weekend, I'ma send him back to you Thursday (You Thursday)
Purchase all kinds of purses, I got Birkins (Uh)
Geeked up on them Perkys, too wavy, surf it (Come on)
Slurp it, give that good top, good service (Good service)
Nervous, fuck up that bankroll and curve him
Persian, hair down my back, keep it a buck (Woo)
LightSkinKeisha been up, bitch, you know what's up
Young Keisha, I'm on fire, you better believe that (Believe that)
Type of bitch pull up on you, ask you where the weed at (Where the weed at?)
Pussy wet, soakin' wet, yeah, drip on the dick (Drip on the dick)
Acrobatic little bitch, I'll flip on the dick (Flip on the dick)
I brought the Wraith out tonight, yeah, I'm nice, yeah (Woo)
Type of bitch that could fight, yeah, not a wife, yeah (Woo)
Face down (Face down), ass up, masked up (Ass up)
Either way, make a nigga get that cash up
Yeah, I'm a bad little bitch with an attitude (Attitude)
Got your nigga catchin' us like a fucking alley-oop (Like a alley-oop)
Blowin' up my motherfucking phone like a psycho (Brrt, brrt)
Type of nigga try to eat the pussy on my cycle (Ew, ew)
What I'ma do with your nigga? You don't even want his ass (You don't even want his ass)
Put the nigga out once a week, he a trash bag (Garbage)
Tryna get a bag up out him, a brand new coupe (Uh-huh?)
I like Moschino, Givenchy, and brand new boots (Let's go)
If he rich, I might fuck him just to spend his cash (Spend his cash)
I'm on the 'Gram poppin' shit, these bitches stealin' swag (Stealin' swag)
Know they hatin', fuck 'em, I just got a bigger bag (Fuck 'em)
Fuck around and make me spend it on a bigger ass (Bigger ass)
Yeah, all these broke ass cheap ass bitches in here (Bitches in here)
With they balled-up stomach and these cheap ass heels (Cheap ass heels)
I been the shit since I jumped off the porch, lil' bitch (Lil' bitch)
Fuck a bottle, I'ma pop my shit, lil' bitch (Lil' bitch)
Young Keisha, I'm on fire, you better believe that (Believe that)
Type of bitch pull up on you, ask you where the weed at (Where the weed at?)
Pussy wet, soakin' wet, yeah, drip on the dick (Uh-huh)
Acrobatic little bitch, I'll flip on the dick (Uh-huh)
I brought the Wraith out tonight, yeah, I'm nice, yeah (Uh)
Type of bitch that could fight, yeah, not a wife, yeah (Woo)
Face down (Face down), ass up, masked up (Ass up)
Either way, make a nigga get that cash up
Make a nigga get that cash up
Make a nigga get that cash up
Yeah, make a nigga get that cash up
Yeah, it's Beisha
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, where my rich niggas at? Uh |
wtf where they from | (Shorty what?)
The dance that you doing is dumb
How they do it where you from? (Ayy!, Triflin'!)
Stickin' out your tongue
Girl, but you know you're too young
A bunch of girls do it and the shit look fun
That's how they do it where we from (Ayy!)
You know it don't start till one
That's how they do it where they from
I'm so faded, no exaggeration (What?)
Backs breakin' like a percolation (What?)
Boys to the yard for some hip spankin'
Where you make it drop down like you in the matrix (Yeah!)
Can't take it, them chicks been fakin' (What?)
Y'all still sleep, better stay awakened (What?)
Hot new dance for the hood to make it
Make the donk move fast, make them think you drinkin' (Yeah!)
Head to the floor don't collect that though (What?)
You better huddle up cause the beat's so cold (Huh?)
Pop that, pop that, cock and reload (Huh?)
This another hit, I got an ace in the hole (What?)
Boys on my back, playa, did you peep that?
You got a small stack, playa, you can keep that (Huh?)
I'm a Big Mac make you wanna eat that
Like m-m-m-m-m, yak it to the yak (Yeah?)
Junk in the trunk make you pumps in the bump
Girls wanna have fun make you stickin' out your tongue (What?)
Shorty what?
The dance that you doing is dumb
How they do it where you from?
Stickin' out your tongue girl
But you know you're too young
A bunch of girls do it and the shit look fun
That's how they do it where we from
You know it don't start till one
That's how they do it where they from
I come into this bitch like liquid
Drip, drip, then the business
Click, click, get your picture
Hermés Trismegistus
Witness and get lifted
Basic, nigga I was born in the basement
Shape shift, nigga, I think like a spaceship
False, oh-nah-nah-nah
I am so different than y'all, so far apart
The way that I balance the bars
I never fall, and if I do I just call
The almighty yellow star, God
Lyrically I'm Optimus Prime
The car I drive; La FER-RAR-I
When I go by, smoke in your eyes
So open your eyes, the joke's on you guys
And you ain't gotta be a mason to see through
Some of this shit on occasion
Shorty what?
The dance that you doing is dumb
How they do it where you from?
Stickin' out your tongue, girl
But you know you're too young
A bunch of girls do it and the shit look fun
That's how they do it where we from
You know it don't start till one
That's how they do it where they from
I'm like kak-a-rak-a-rak-rak-a-rak-a-rak
Make a new track, make 'em fall on they crack
Give 'em a slap, appetizer and smack
I'm so fat in the back, make the boys all collapse
Yeah, when I rap they be all on my jack
Boys wanna jump on this pussy cat (Prrrr)
Got a new idea, let me switch it
Man, I'm so futuristic
Big lips and big, big, big hips
Body be thick like a biscuit
Different, rippin' shit, microphone grippin' it
Gettin' these Benjamins, new car, whippin' it
Uh, I'm so far ahead of ya'll, man I'm on top of the stars
I don't care none of you are, blah-blah-blah-blah
You best to go rewrite your bars
Shawty what?
How they do it where you from? (Triflin'!)
How they do it where you from?
That's how they do it where we from
That's how they do it where they from
Shawty what?
How they do it where you from? (Hey!)
How they do it where you from?
That's how they do it where we from
That's how they do it where they from |
tony montana scarface | Fucking cockroaches
Muthafuckin’ freebands
Want me to be the bad guy?
Wanna fuckin play?
Cartel nigga!
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
Check up out my ears
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
I’m about to cop the Porsche
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
You leave me no choice, take em to
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
I take over the streets, Fresh off the banana boat
I come straight from the east
Where niggas split your canteloupe
You tell me where you want to meet
I’m coming with a gang of dope
My cigar full of loud
I’m laced up to the fucking fo’
A Porsche Carrera, Panamera, 911
I do the whole dash
Dropping all cash
Gutter to the death of me
I’m sticking to the recipe
Slug, deal with Colombians
I know Sosa
All I got is my balls
And my word, fuck the roaches
Everything we do, we put
Versace on the sofas
The money got me geeked
Like I took a hit of coca
My life is a movie
I gotta stay focused
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
Check up out my ears
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
I’m about to cop the Porsche
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
You leave me no choice, take em to
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
Another shot of Quelo
She'll be coming back to pesos
When your blood in Pedro
It’s hard for hoes to let go
See AK’s ain't no pitch
Nigga I’ll split your tato
Ain’t nothing about me ordinary
I come with the yayo
I move like a mob boss
It’s gonna take an army
The world is mine, nigga
You get it if you want it
You fuckin with me, you’ll
Move to Alaska by the morning
You want me to be the bad guy?
Ok, it's on then
Champagne spilling, crab cakes everywhere
My white bitch trippin
She say I ain't playing fair
I’m about to cop a tiger
And put it in the castle
Freebandz accompany it
So nigga it don't matter, aye!
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
Check up out my ears
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
I’m about to cop the Porsche
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
You leave me no choice, take em to
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
Helicopter in bolivia hundred round banana
25 cameras I done broke the knob off
All white Porsche you leave me no fuckin choice
Peruvian flight im on the way to see my jewler
Walk inside the bank with so much cash they gone refuse us
Dont nun round dis bitch move unless you get approval
I need a driver to drive me around how I maneuver
Im so fuckin high right now feel like im in Jerusalem
You hollin A1 A1 cause ain't nun of this gone lose it
Anytime you see me smoking low or smoking super
I would keep it real I can tell you who the shooter
All this fuckin sauce I really think I come from cuba
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
Check up out my ears
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
I’m about to cop the Porsche
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
You leave me no choice, take em to
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
Wanna Play? |
beautiful pain | I can feel the heat risin'
Everything is on fire
Today is a painful reminder
Of why we can only get brighter
The further you put it behind ya
But right now I'm on the inside
Lookin' out, ‘cause—
I'm standin' in the flames
It’s a beautiful kind of pain
Settin' fire to yesterday
Find the light, find the light, find the light
I'm standin' in the flames
It’s a beautiful kind of pain
Settin' fire to yesterday
Find the light, find the light, find the light
Yesterday was the tornado warning, today's like the morning after
Your world is torn in half, you wake in its wake to start the
Mourning process, and rebuilding, you're still a work in progress
Today's a whole new chapter, it's like an enormous ass, uh
Thunderstorm has passed ya, you weathered it
And poked its eye out with the thorn bush that you used to smell the roses
Stopped to inhale, can't even tell your nose is
Stuffed, so focused on the bright side then you floor the gas pedal
And hit the corner faster, more assertive, never looking back
May hit the curb, but every day is a new learning curve as you
Steer through life, sometimes you might not wanna swerve, but you have to
To avert a disaster, lucky no permanent damage
‘Cause they hurt you so bad it's like they murdered your ass
And threw dirt on your casket but you've returned from the ashes
And that hurt that you have, you just converted to gasoline
And while you're burning the past standing at inferno and chant
I'm standin' in the flames
It’s a beautiful kind of pain
Settin' fire to yesterday
Find the light, find the light, find the light
I'm standin' in the flames
It’s a beautiful kind of pain
Settin' fire to yesterday
Find the light, find the light, find the light
You're so familiarized with what having to swallow this pill is like
It happens all the time, they take your heart and steal your life
And it's as though you feel you've died ‘cause you've been killed inside
But yet you're still alive, which means you will survive
Although today you may weep ‘cause you're weak
And everything seems so bleak and hopeless, the light that you're seekin'
It begins to seep in; that's the only thing keepin'
You from leapin' off the mothafreakin' deep end
And I'm pullin' for you to push through this feeling
And with a little time that should do the healing and by tomorrow
You may even feel so good that you're willing to forgive 'em
Even after all the shit you been put through, this feeling of resilience is building
And the flames are burning quick as fire would through this building
You're sealed in, but you're fireproof, flame retardant, you withstood it
And as you climb up to the roof, you're just chillin', you look down
‘Cause you're so over 'em you could put the heel of your foot through the ceiling
As time passes, things change every day
But wounds, wounds heal, but scars still remaining the same
But tomorrow, today's going down in flames
Throw the match, set the past ablaze
So feel the fire beneath your feet as you barely even
Perspire from the heat, exhale deep and breathe a sigh of relief
And as you say goodbye to the grief it's like watching the walls
Melt in your prison cell, but you've extinguished this livin' hell
Still, a little piece of you dies as you scream—
I'm standin' in the flames
It’s a beautiful kind of pain
Settin' fire to yesterday
Find the light, find the light, find the light
I'm standin' in the flames
It’s a beautiful kind of pain
Settin' fire to yesterday
Find the light, find the light, find the light
I feel the burn, watch the smoke as I turn
Rising, a phoenix from the flames
I have learned from fighting fights that weren't mine
It's not with fists, but with wings that I will fly
And I'm standin' in the flames
It’s a beautiful kind of pain
Settin' fire to yesterday
Find the light, find the light, find the light
I'm standin' in the flames
It’s a beautiful kind of pain
Settin' fire to yesterday
Find the light, find the light, find the light |
420 in london | Murda, Murda, Murda shit
Ayy
420 up in London
I'm a problem, call the ombudsman (hello?)
Me and Murda, we up to somethin'
I was on the hound and almost caught me in Fort Nelson
Mr. Hustle hard, now they claimin' they my cousin
I fuck your bitch, now she thinkin' I'm her husband
I'm in some Balmains, these jeans cost a dozen
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin'(ice)
Remember days when I was on the run
Couldn't leave my house without a gun
Told Mama wouldn't make them take your son
I moved her out the hood now a nigga shoot for fun(let's get it)
Fuck a friend I just do this for my loved ones
We came far from sleeping in the dungeon
Air contamination I ain't breath right since hustlin'
Started off with coins now I'm run-in' up the hundreds
Mama found my strap in my room while she cussin'
Neighbor was a traphouse cuz' I had it pumpin'
Plottin' on the mansion
Views by the sunset
Cookin' up my dinner
Never ate my lunch yet
Pressa got you mad, huh?
30 clip mad long
Chip it till' the pack gone
Business was my thing
Gotta keep a structure
Shots up to Taurus
His lungs were punctured
Diamonds were my first name
Jewellery part of culture
Ran out of minutes
Think I need a voucher
I was on the molly, bitches out in Boston
Fucked the bitch in Follies, her pussy was awesome
Rockstar life Jeff Hardy, do tricks like Mat Hoffman
She just wanna party, she do that shit often
She gon' suck my dick until she start gaggin' and coughin'
Am I scared? No, hardly, I deserve a heart lift
My new crib, it's so big, this shit got a office
I was off a thirty, this shit made me nauseous
My new car on derbies, automatic parking
Ballin' in my jersey, in the streets I'm Jordan
12 checked me, then they took my gun
Me, no trippin' 'cause I got a whole 'nother gun
If she leave me, yeah I've got a whole 'nother one
I put that on my son and I ain't even got a son
Red green, beam green, bitch I never miss
She sucked the lines up out my dick like it's a peppermint
I get the cheese, like I work for the government
I'm an alien lookin' for your mother ship
420 up in London
I'm a problem, God, yeah, I'll bust 'em (on god)
Me and Murda, we up to somethin'
I was on the the hound they almost caught me at Fort Nelson
Mr. Hustle hard, now they claimin' they're my cousin (my cousin)
I fuck your bitch, now she thinkin' I'm her husband
I'm in some Balmains, these jeans they cost a dozen (12)
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin' (uh)
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin'
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin'
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin'
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin'
Yeah! |
grow up | She ride my dick 'til I slow up (yeah!)
Drink Hennessy 'til she throw up
Yeah, she 'bout to go up (ugh)
Hey, she really tore up (damn, mil')
I got my dough up (yeah, yeah)
Say I took your style
Nigga just grow up (oh well)
She ride my dick 'til I slow up (yeah!)
Drink Hennessy 'til she throw up
Yeah, she 'bout to go up (ugh)
Hey, she really tore up (damn, mil')
I got my dough up (yeah, yeah)
Say I took your style
Nigga just grow up (oh well)
She ride my dick 'til I slow up (yeah!)
Drink Hennessy 'til she throw up
Yeah, she 'bout to go up (ugh)
Hey, she really tore up (damn, mil')
I got my dough up (yeah, yeah)
Say I took your style
Nigga just grow up (oh well)
(Lil Uzi!)
Yeah, no cake
In your pockets, no cake
In your pockets, no bank
No big bank, you ain't
Got no wallet, no bank
In your what?
I got bank in my pocket, no hoes
On your roster, you niggas, y'all is imposters
Yeah, kicked it one time with your girl
And I swear we play soccer
Damn, I do not keep her
Hey, 'cause that girl, she is a bopper
Yeah, pass her right to my friend Zay
Yeah, I turn that girl to a hopper
Hey, she jump on top in the back
Hey, I told that girl she a topper
Hey, Alexander and McQueen
Yeah, pants so clean they look like some Dockers
Ride it four stroke and I crank the Dorado
This shit so sturdy I wheelie through potholes
Somewhere in the Philippines
Yeah my new girl, she look just like a model
Don't know if she feelin' me
Oh she really, I'm just chasin' it
She ride my dick 'til I slow up (yeah!)
Drink Hennessy 'til she throw up
Yeah, she 'bout to go up (ugh)
Hey, she really tore up (damn, mil')
I got my dough up (yeah, yeah)
Say I took your style
Nigga just grow up (oh well)
She ride my dick 'til I slow up (yeah!)
Drink Hennessy 'til she throw up
Yeah, she 'bout to go up (ugh)
Hey, she really tore up (damn, mil')
I got my dough up (yeah, yeah)
Say I took your style
Nigga just grow up(oh well)
Why do these boys hate?
Oooh, yeah, but they don't know me
Yeah, ballin' like Kobe (I'm ballin')
Yeah, flooded my Rollie, yeah
Diamonds on solar
Diamonds got colder
Other words: diamonds got polar
Chopper on shoulder
Got range like Rover (woah)
If she don't wanna stay I won't hold her (I won't)
But first better give me brain 'til your throat hurt (yeah)
I'm young enough for your daughter
Young enough for your daughter
Yeah, diamonds look like water
The water in Bora Bora (hey)
Got money all on the floor
My baby galore, she look like Laura
Yeah, had to cut her off, feelin' like Zoro
I'm just playin', I'll see her tomorrow (I'll see her)
Yeah my diamonds hittin' like stars
Yeah my diamonds hittin' like stars
24 karat, see in the dark
Yeah, last night it was dark (hey)
Had your girl in my car
Didn't make it to my crib, that thing, it was parked
Yeah, I hit that thing in the park (ooh)
Yeah, heard her last man was a narc
Yeah, he really don't got no heart
Yeah, sabre my tooth like a shark
She ride my dick 'til I slow up (yeah!)
Drink Hennessy 'til she throw up
Yeah, she 'bout to go up (ugh)
Hey, she really tore up (damn, mil')
I got my dough up (yeah, yeah)
Say I took your style
Nigga just grow up (oh well)
She ride my dick 'til I slow up (yeah!)
Drink Hennessy 'til she throw up
Yeah, she 'bout to go up (ugh)
Hey, she really tore up (damn, mil')
I got my dough up (yeah, yeah)
Say I took your style
Nigga just grow up (oh well) |
i just wanna party | Mustard on the beat, ho!
Mama ain't raised no fool (No)
Daddy told me never leave the house without my tool (Oh)
Grandpa told me never trust a sucka nigga from the streets (Streets)
Grandma said she love me and she always praying for me (Ugh)
But I just wanna party, I don’t wanna hurt nobody
I just wanna party, I don't wanna hurt nobody
I just wanna party, I don't wanna hurt nobody
But I’ll beat the fuck out of a nigga, why you bullshittin'?
I'm drunk off Hennessy, hope I don't run into my enemies
That dark liquor give you energy
Now I ain't rich, but I'm finna be
Your baby mama's a flip, she wanna hit a G (Aww, shit!)
I'm back on that bullshit
If she ain't fuckin' then that's bullshit
I can't die, I got too much to live for
I'm getting money, that's what niggas rob and kill for
Fucking with Tenisha and Keisha
But when Keisha see Tenisha, she gon' whoop her ass, ugh
All my homies gangbangers
They dry their clothes on hangers, ugh!
All these hoes fuckin', but they don't wanna seem like a ho
So you gotta hit 'em on the low (Hit em' on the d-low!)
West side, gettin' money gang
Socked him out for trippin', he lost his watch and earrings
Mama ain't raised no fool (No)
Daddy told me never leave the house without my tool (Oh)
Grandpa told me never trust a sucka nigga from the streets (Streets)
Grandma said she love me and she always praying for me (Ugh)
But I just wanna party, I don’t wanna hurt nobody
I just wanna party, I don't wanna hurt nobody
I just wanna party, I don't wanna hurt nobody
But I’ll beat the fuck out of a nigga, why you bullshittin'?
Nigga, I'm from Hoover Street (Yeah, yeah)
Dirty pictures in my cellphone (Ugh, nigga)
On 52nd Street I'm well-known (groove)
Hoover stompin' 'til the cops come
Silver satan get the job done
Money ain't everything, but still I'm rich (Okay)
Money ain't everything, I'm still gon' crip (Figg side!)
From Figueroa to Harv Side where we sock on lips
We break on jaws, niggas since VCR's, nigga (Bitch ass nigga)
We hop out cars, nigga (Nigga!)
I be groovin' 'til I die, smokin' weed until I'm fried (Ohh)
I could sell a key to God (Ooh, ooh)
Pants saggin' with the Glock, I ain't wanna pick the box, uh
(Yeah, ugh) All my homies gangbangers
We keep a thumb between our two fingers, mm!
We trippin' off the Henny
So don't let me catch you slippin' in the 50s; Ricky
Mama ain't raised no fool (No)
Daddy told me never leave the house without my tool (Oh)
Grandpa told me never trust a sucka nigga from the streets (Streets)
Grandma said she love me and she always praying for me (Ugh)
But I just wanna party, I don’t wanna hurt nobody
I just wanna party, I don't wanna hurt nobody
I just wanna party, I don't wanna hurt nobody
But I’ll beat the fuck out of a nigga, why you bullshittin'?
It's Rock! Nigga, I'm from Bounty Hunters, East Side lunatic
Gangbang, step a bitch, I ain't with the extras
I ain't got a stunt double
You ain't got no hands so they might let the gun touch you
Is you bangin' or you ballin', nigga?
You a fax machine: we can't call it, nigga
Everybody ain't a friend, reason why I keep a fo'
You wanna gamble with your life?
Bet that on the ten or four, nigga!
She bouncing that ass, go 'head, shake it
And if she give me that back, bitch, I'ma break it
Shit, that pussy is overrated, some niggas'll chase it
She acting like she be nuttin', some bitches'll fake it
You fightin' and savin' these hoes, know that you losin'
These bitches the reason why some niggas be snoozin'
YG, dawg, you heard how they left his brains hangin'?
Shouldn't have chunked them fingers up if he ain't bangin'
I'm sayin'!
Mama ain't raised no fool (No)
Daddy told me never leave the house without my tool (Oh)
Grandpa told me never trust a sucka nigga from the streets (Streets)
Grandma said she love me and she always praying for me (Ugh)
But I just wanna party, I don’t wanna hurt nobody
I just wanna party, I don't wanna hurt nobody
I just wanna party, I don't wanna hurt nobody
But I'll beat the fuck out of a bitch
Why you bullshittin'? |
kill everything | Every fucking thing that crawls, is going to pay
The following is a DJ Skee presentation
Datpiff.com world premiere
Yo killa B, drop it right here, c'mon
Operation kill everything, kill everything
Married to myself, fuck a wedding ring
Tried that shit twice, gave that girl everything
She a good woman, she got good goals
Love her to death but can't be in that fishbowl
Niggas gotta live and what the fuck does it matter if I take care of my kids
I got three of them little niggas
And every time they smile I see me in them little niggas
I get my heart I get my soul and nobody fucking with me till Harlem 20 years old
And that day I'm gon' retire, look back at my career
Like I started from the bottom, Now I'm mofuckin' here
Look back at my career like I started-
Started to do something, shit I've been working out for two summers
In the gym Ipod on Cruel Summer
When everybody dope in your clique you do numbers
But I ain't got no clique
Still got the same cars, and broads sucking my dick
Still fuck the same stars that (uh) up in my six
Still finding old panties and bras up in my whip
This bitch got my dick hard as Roc Nation
That's like Cole and Hov at a show keeping fans waiting
And you know they ain't go do that
Girl go and do that
Guess it's time to turn up
I got a whole lot of marijuana to burn up
And I ain't mean to make you stop
But it ain't a party without Aquahydrate and Ciroc so
"You are now logged on to Datpiff.com
Hey yo, what up Game
What's up, it's your boy Diddy man
I'm just gettin' back from Vegas
Yeah man, party was off the chain
Well, I'm back in sunny California
And it never rains in southern California
Yeah yeah yeah all that man
So I decided to throw this white party man
So I'm up at the mansion right now
I just emptied out the pool, filled it up with Aquahydrate
So you know when the chicks is in the pool, they correctly balanced
And also, we got the Ciroc fountains overflowin'
Blue dot, red dot, white dot
Man I want you to come and bring the whole crew
Bring that west coast love, the all white party man
And we goin' to leave colors at home, I know you wanna wear all red man
But you gotta wear all white to this one man
And tell Snoop that too, he gotta wear all white to this one man
I see ya'll at the white party at the mansion man
Hey yo, let's get it
Love
Hey yo, Chuck for real, wear all white
Lucky this Ash, I got this fire ass kush from my cousin
I'mma come over and smoke it later, aight? Aight
Hey Lucky, this Andrea
Just comin' from this bitch Ashley house
I'm bout to suck the skin off yo dick, and she ain't e'en know it
Fuck she just say?!
Hey Lucky, this Andrea
Just comin' from this bitch Ashley house
I'm bout to suck the skin off yo dick, and she ain't e'en know it
I guess we going to Diddy's
It ain't a party without the king of the fucking city
Handsome ass nigga these bitches is fucking with me
Woke up in that new Bugatti these pigs ain't fuckin' with me
I'm like Dr. J with his fro
Something like Boston George with the blow
Pumping white how I got it just so you know
Slummer light how I'm zipping up all this dough
Summer nights we at Toxic with all these hoes
Then we back at the mansion take off them clothes
I let my niggas hit it first I'm in and out
Just as quick as niggas spit a verse then they out
Then I'm back to the booth
Rollin' up sipping some 80 proof
And I dont chase the liquor or these hoes
Heard Jordan got some new shit out, Boog order those
Just bought me a Ghost like where the Rolls
Perrier Jouët, supperclub with all my bros
Can't get none of my bitches to wear they clothes
Plus I sit back and still get paid like Derrick Rose
Stat, we done started somethin'
Stat, we done started somethin'
Stat, we done started somethin'
Ready To Die, Illmatic or Tha Carter somethin'
Wanna see that Louie duffle? Go buy a car or something
We done started somethin'
Stat, we done started somethin'
Ready To Die, Illmatic or Tha Carter somethin'
Kill everything |
wind up | Check, check
Check, hol' up, hol' up, 1-2, 1 motherfuckin' 2
Check, Keke, check
Check, hol' up, hol' up
Hardwerk
When I see when I wanna, I get down on 'em
See when I wanna, I get down on 'em
See when I wanna, I get down on 'em
See when I wanna, I get down on 'em (Keke)
Wind up, wind up, tell 'em old bitches
Line up, li-line up
'Fore I put her in the grinder, grinder (Keke)
All my boss bitches wind up, wind up
Simply
I don't pull up, Uber came to get me
Flash bulbs everywhere, paparazzi sic me
I guess I owe everythin' home to Mudville-y
Pardon me if my eyes kinda low, I can't see ya
So tell 'em stop bitching, and motherfucker listen
Since 9 years old, I been in the kitchen
Family gotta eat (eat), that mean I gotta get that cake
And I ain't sittin' down for no nigga, feel me
All the way to California in the caravan
It was me and my mama, my motherfuckin' fam
From the gutter, gutter
So you mad 'cause I came up, came up, bitches
When I see when I wanna, I get down on 'em
See when I wanna, I get down on 'em
See when I wanna, I get down on 'em
See when I wanna, I get down on 'em (Keke)
Wind up, wind up, tell 'em old bitches
Line up, li-line up
'Fore I put her in the grinder, grinder (Keke)
All my boss bitches wind up, wind up
Simply
Quavo Tony Hawk, I grind ya (grind ya)
But you cross the world like find ya (find ya)
I like your style, who designed ya? (Style)
Now bring that ass back, rewind ya
Quavo fire like arson (ayy)
Shoot her down like marshal
She don't do this often (no)
But she know it's poppin'
I'm goin' to find her
I found her on the island
She look like she from China
Her best friend her stylist (her best friend)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
But tell me, your problems, I promise we can solve 'em
I promise, baby, I promise, baby
You think that I won't put it on the line, yeah, I doubt it
I promise, baby, I promise, baby
I bought my mom a Benz but you say you want this Audi (mama, skrrt)
Ayy, ayy
Roll one and smoke one, I can't live without it
When I see when I wanna, I get down on 'em
See when I wanna, I get down on 'em
See when I wanna, I get down on 'em
See when I wanna, I get down on 'em (Keke)
Wind up, wind up, tell 'em old bitches
Line up, li-line up
'Fore I put her in the grinder, grinder (Keke)
All my boss bitches wind up, wind up
Simply
Then she say I can't handle it (huh)
Took her to the room and mounted it (smash)
She havin' relationship goals (huh)
Money and fame, I balanced it (woah)
We livin' in mansions and palaces (uh)
She love my trap analysis (ayy)
Her pussy so wet, need a towel (splash)
Her pussy watercolor fountain
Get that bag now
Plus I heard she workin' (workin')
Get that, get that bag now
It better be that Birkin (Birkin)
Ain't know for certain (certain)
Ain't know your purses (purses)
Is she worth it?
Is it worth it? (Worth it)
I'm James Worthy (Worthy)
I'm at your service (service)
Favorite color pink (pink)
I call her Kirby (Kirby)
Taste like ice cream (ice cream)
Her flavor sherbet (sherbet)
Put that money on lil' baby
She deserve it
When I see when I wanna, I get down on 'em
See when I wanna, I get down on 'em
See when I wanna, I get down on 'em
See when I wanna, I get down on 'em (Keke)
Wind up, wind up, tell 'em old bitches
Line up, li-line up
'Fore I put her in the grinder, grinder (Keke)
All my boss bitches wind up, wind up
Simply |
good time | Are you having a good time
Cause I'm having a good time
And I might be a bit tipsy
But that's okay cause you're with me
Are you having a good time
Cause I'm having a good time
And I might be a bit tipsy
But that's okay cause you're with me
I came here just to party
Oh please, don't you hate on me, yeah
Got my sexy girls with me
Oh, I love it
Wo-oh, let's party
Yeah, let's party, and have a good time
Wo-oh, let's party
Yeah, let's party, and have a good time
There go the paparazzi
I really don't give a fuck
Who got in my way
Cause I came to party rock
Good times are here
And you know they're here to stay
If you're not here to party
Move and get out of the way
Wo-oh, let's party
Yeah, let's party, and have a good time
Wo-oh, let's party
Yeah, let's party, and have a good time
Are you having a good time
Cause I'm having a good time
And I might be a bit tipsy
But that's okay cause you're with me
I'm fucked up, I can't tell you what's what
All she know is suck fuck
I walked up to a big butt, and ask her ass "Butt What?"
Tunechi never slacks without a button up , I rolled the dice and lucked up
I'm all in, I'm all in
More money more problems
More money will solve them
It's YMCMB bitch
Paris, do you speak french? I get special treatment
Girl turn over, good defense! We turned down for what
Tomorrow isn't promised
Tonight is all we got
And times like these are timeless
She fucked me like she love me
Love is such a science, do you think it's love? Thanks for not replying
It's Paris Hilton BITCH!
Lick it, lock it, it's the last day to party
Don't just, don't stop moving
Cause we're having a good time, having a good
Time
Are you having a good time
Cause I'm having a good time
And I might be a bit tipsy
But that's okay cause you're with me |
a week straight | No, I believe nothing in art is inappropriate. I paint what I see
We're going to have to insist that the face be removed
Absolutely not
Look, you son of a bitch
Same clothes on me for a week straight
Pray the Lord help me for my peep's sake
When my mama died, I became a soldier
Papa couldn't save him, I was out there gettin' paper, hol' up
Same clothes on me for a week straight
Pray the Lord help me for my peep's sake
When my mama died, I became a soldier
Papa couldn't save him, I was out there gettin' paper, hol' up
MAC-11, barcodes in my arsenal
Lil' nigga Lost Cause, Arg Fargo
Pray to Lord every night, repentin' every weekend
We was really in the beef and I was really reachin'
Colt .45, bands from my younger peers
See my older niggas die up in they younger years
Ask my brother what the fuck I'm supposed to tell his mother
Know his sister and his cousin, plus his little brother
So we ride for him, caravan slide door
Just the team, just some beef my mother cry for
Copin' with the pain, smokin' in the rain
Movin' Macaulay Culkin, hopin' that it chain
Same clothes on me for a week straight
Pray the Lord help me for my peep's sake
When my mama died, I became a soldier
Papa couldn't save him, I was out there gettin' paper, hol' up
Should we ride 'til the wheels fall
Pay these tickets for your biscuit if it's will call
And when this thief come and tell you I'ma lil dog
Stone cold, we just wanted that control, lil nigga, hold up
I'm with my niggas rollin' in this whip, it's stolen
Off a fifth of Hogan, if you chick is scoldin'
The whip get open and your bitch get open
Shit, this shit is sinister, ain't it ironic
My pops was a minister, nigga
For that side, I will ride, I will finish a nigga
Catch them how I rolled 'em
Shootin' photos of the job, hold it
Young Fargo, I'm just tryna let it all go, listen
Same clothes on me for a week straight
Pray the Lord help me for my peep's sake
When my mama died, I became a soldier
Papa couldn't save him, I was out there gettin' paper, hol' up
Lil sister cryin', she got multiple structures
Takin' needles every night just to hold a discussion
You don't know that pain nigga you don't know that rain
Beggin' niggas for they change, you don't know that shame
You never fucked up on a re-up you don't know that change
Walkin' in The Dot, nigga, you ain't show that chain
You ain't sleep in no park, you had a home to stay
I was down and dirty, tryna get a pound of 30
Niggas hated on me, threw dirt on my name
There's hurt in my veins, lightin' this purple the flame
I'm confused in this lost world
My daddy's daughter was a lost girl
And she my sister, she love me when I was younger
And told me fuck with the music
Instead of holdin' my gun up
She told me that maybe if I prayed
He gon' bring the sun up for me
Tryna switch the situation with this gun up on me |
blame it on me | I used to say I was free
Now all these people wanna keep on takin' pieces of me
They take away everything, had everything that I needed
They held me down, let me drown
They spit me out, right through the teeth
I can't pretend, ash in the wind, won't blow again
It was a breeze for you (Breeze for you)
These hurricanes inside of my brain, let it rain, made it look easy Can't look away, you love the pain, you love the pain
Watchin' me bleed
You cut me down on my knees
No matter what you believe
I think we both can agree
That you can't blame it on me (Ayy)
It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault
Blame it on me (Ayy)
It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault
I couldn't breathe
Almost lost myself, couldn't stop myself, I did it all
You can't blame it on me (Ayy)
It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault
Every day's the same, yeah, I just watch 'em go
As I scrape away through the impossible
Yeah, I played the game but it was all for show
Tryna find my way, I nearly lost it though
Now I see dead people, most have no faith
Where did the time go? A watch with no face
They hit the ceilin', but my roof likes space
I took my chances so won't you
Blame it on me (Ayy)
It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault
Blame it on me (Ayy)
It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault
I couldn't breathe
Almost lost myself, couldn't stop myself, I did it all
You can't blame it on me (Ayy)
It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault, not my fault
It's all my fault that I'm addicted to the clothes
It's all my fault, I paid the cost, yeah
It's all my fault that I ain't givin' up my soul
It's all my fault
Watchin' me bleed (Watchin' me bleed)
You cut me down on my knees (You cut me down on my knees)
No matter what you believe
I think we both can agree
That you can't blame it on me (Ayy)
It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault
Blame it on me (Ayy)
It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault
I couldn't breathe
Almost lost myself, couldn't stop myself, I did it all
You can't blame it on me (Ayy)
It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault
It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault
Blame it on me, yeah
It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it's not my fault |