Bobby Pulido – Vive Lyrics

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Vive todos tus dias
Como si fuera tu ultimo dia
Porque no sabes cuando te toca
Tu despedida en esta vida loca

Juan se fue de su casa muy enojado
A su trabajo por una fuerte discucion
Con su familia..

Se fue de su casa lleno de coraje
Ciego y salvaje
Fue creciendo su ira a toda
Velocidad
Y se fue sin decirle a nadie ni un adios
Pisandole fuerte al acelerador
Mientras maldecia
A su familia por no comprenderlo
Y se fue
Por la carretera sin control
Y no vio al camion que se le atravezo
Que se lo llevo al otro mundo
Para nunca regresar….

CoRo**
Vive todos tus dias como si fuera tu ultimo dia
Porque no sabes cuando te toca
Tu despedida en esta vida loca

Por eso vive todos tus dias
Sin tus rencores y con una sonrrisa
Con alegria ama la vida
De una manera ke sea positiva
Porque al irte sin despedirte
Lloraran corazones tristes

Y se fue sin decirle a nadie ni un adios
Pisandole fuerte al acelerador
Mientras maldecia a su familia
Por no comprenderlo

Y se fue por la carretera sin control
Y no vio al camoin que se le atrevezo
Y se lo llevo al otro mundo

Para nunca regresar

CoRo**
Vive todos tus dias como si fuera tu ultimo dia
Porque no sabes cuando te toca
Tu despedida en esta vida loca
Por eso vive todos tus dias sin tu
Rencor y con una sonrrisa
Con alegria ama la vida
De una manera que sea positiva
Porque al irte sin despedirte
Lloraran corazones tristes

(Es un pedazo de mi vida
Escalando hacia la sima
Cuando escuches este consejo
No todo es como se mira
Soy un hombre de familia
Hay que vivir con alegria
Porque ayer por la noche
Mi amigo perdio la vida
Y yo no quiero morir
Y no es ke yo fuera un covarde
Quiero recompenzar a mi jefita y a mi padre
Y escucha lo que escribo
Es un lamento y un motivo
Si no me cres a mi preguntale a
Bobby pulido)

Por eso vive todos tus dias
Sin tus rencores y con una sonrrisa
Con alegria ama la vida
De una manera que sea positiva
Porque al irte sin despedirte
Lloraran corazones tristes

(Otra vez mas en el microfono
Hay esta el bobby pulido representando
Con mensajes bueno pa’ mi gente
Para el mundo entero
Agarren onda que no les cuesta nada)

Eman X Vlooper – Tout’nou Lyrics (feat. Papa T)

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Addicted to them, they want come rule the world (x8)

J’m’envais play hard, go hard
Jouer dur comme un hooligan
Mother f*ck the police, lâche mon bunda
Quand tu m’croises, haut les mains
Hold it down, f*ck les guns
Mon gars f*ck ton money, f*ck t’es conne
Quand tu joues aux échecs
Ça sent d’icitte jusqu’au Mont Sainte-Anne
Ça vient de chez nous, c’est rien d’autre comme la poutine
Jamais d’affaire à t’en aller quand on goal sur la routine
Les gars bâtissent des maisons low bow
What’chu know about it, gon’
Ball ‘til you fall, we gon’
Rise ‘til die we die mon gars
Bouge avec tes limites
No digits
Signaux de fumée mauves crépitent
No diss, on médite
J’suis s’ul bateau
Arigatô
J’suis pas venu icitte pour faire le beau
J’veux juste mon boute de gâteau, hmmm

Check it drapeau
It’s all blood
Vire s’ul capot
It’s all god
Quand j’écris des tracks
J’pas encore baptisé
Living good comme une plante de pot
Dans un poste de pompier mon gars
Qu’est-ce tu connais des G mon gars
Ceux là c’en est des G mon gars
Imagine pour une seconde que dans l’armée c’est toute des G mon gars

Hen
Car la loi c’est juste une manette sur une machine à sous

Addicted to them they want come rule the world, (x4)

Yo, deux piastres dans un parcomètre
Qu’est-ce qu’on a en commun avec ceux qu’y attendent encore après la comète ?
Pardonnez nous pour nos pêchés, dog
On est juste des américains qui vivent comme des superstars
Douze calottes, vingt paires de shoes
Drink that shit, smoke that goose
Fin du monde ça s’passe déjà, rien à voir avec 2012
Les autres smile c’est dans l’mall
S’tapper dans face sur un vendredi noir

Minceur c’est dans tête
Minceur c’est dans tête
Y’a absolument rien sur le marché
Qui s’vend pour rendre le bien-être
Minceur c’dans tête
Minceur c’dans tête
S’t’une idée si tu comprends ben
Tu sais qu’la minceur c’dans tête

Tout’nous, l’idée d’faire le changement
Juste en refusant de fermer nos esprits
Continuer d’espèrer mieux pour tout’nou
Refuser d’oublier pourquoi tout’nou
Poster dans un part du règne [?] (x2)

Addicted to them they want come rule the world, (x12)

Jordin Sparks – 100 Years Lyrics

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There’s nothing better than you babe
Can’t wait to kiss you every day
Can it really be, I got that special key
To lock your heart in place
What am I supposed to do?
Wishing when you’re in the other room
You’re the only one who can break through
All I think about is pleasing you

A hundred years is not enough time with you
I fantasize about all that we could do
I wish you knew how much I really love you
Don’t go nowhere, baby, yeah

All I need is more time, more time
Just a little more time, more time
Need a little more time, more time
With you, hey

This morning when we kissed
I felt everything you wanted to say
No words even needed to be said
You looked right in my eyes
And I knew

Let me catch you staring at me
Can’t begin to describe that feeling
Things are running through my mind
Chills go down my spine
You take me to bed
I can’t get enough of your smile
One day I’ll see it at the end of it now

You put your hand in mine
We’ll leave the past behind
And start our brighter days

A hundred years is not enough time with you
I fantasize about all that we could do
I wish you knew how much I really love you
Don’t go nowhere, baby, yeah

All I need is more time, more time
Just a little more time, more time
Need a little more time, more time
With you, hey

The seconds, the minutes, the hours
Are just too precious to waste
So when your arms are wrapped around me
I can take on anything
Can love transcend past this place?
Cause when we’re gone, I still think
I love you, let me say it again

A hundred years is not enough time with you
I fantasize about all that we could do
I wish you knew how much I really love you
Don’t go nowhere, baby, yeah

All I need is more time, more time
Just a little more time, more time
Need a little more time, more time
With you, hey

Jake Bugg – Feel What’s Good Lyrics

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(Verse 1)
As in the morning the days reflecting the sun
And on reflection I’m not proud of all I’ve done
Open my eyes and I’ll see all is good
Maybe these feelings are all misunderstood

(Chorus)
What will I find if I leave it behind, will I feel what’s good?
What will they say? Will they say all the things I thought they would?
Will they be kind? Let me leave it behind and feel what’s good…

(Verse 2)
As in the morning the days look how they should
And all of the people, the people, they all should
Open their hearts and they’ll find all that’s good
Maybe these feelings are all misunderstood

(Chorus)
What will I find if I leave it behind, will I feel what’s good?

What will they say? Will they say all the things I knew they would?
Will they be kind? Let me leave it behind to feel what’s good…

(Verse 3)
As in the morning the days reflecting the sun
And on reflection I’m not proud of all I’ve done
Open your eyes and you’ll see all is good
Maybe these feelings are all misunderstood

(Final Chorus)
What will I find if I leave it behind, will I feel what’s good?
What will they say? Will they say all the things I thought they would?
What will I find if I leave it behind, will I feel what’s good?
What will they say? Will they say all the things I knew they would?
Maybe they’ll be kind better leave it behind to feel what’s good…

Thompson Square – If It Takes All Night Lyrics

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Words fly like bullets
Each one aimed straight for the heart
And there’s no take backs
No no no once they start
Let’s lay down our pride
Put our anger aside
It doesn’t matter who’s wrong or right

[CHORUS]
If it takes
If it takes all night
If that’s what it takes
To make this thing right
Let’s take our time
If it takes all night

I just wanna hold you
And kiss you until we forget
It sounds good to me
Why don’t we put this thing to bed
I’ll fall into you
You’ll fall into me
Oh lets make love till we lose all our strength

[CHORUS]

I’ll fall into you
You’ll fall into me
Oh lets make love till we lose all our strength

[CHORUS x2]

Jimmy Ruffin – Lonely Lonely Man Am I Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Lonely, lonely man am I
As I sit here in my lonely room yeah
People now, nothing’s been the same since you said to me
We were all through
Now, my my telephone never rings anymore (never rings)
And no one ever knocks on my door
Lonely, lonely man am I

[Verse 2]
People now, sometimes I sit and I stare at her picture all day long oh yeah
Wondering how could a woman that I treated so good do me so wrong my my my
Now, no sense in me denying

Ever since she’s been gone I’ve been crying
Lonely, lonely man am I

[Verse 3]
Listen to me now I, haven’t been able to be all right
She said to me to try to sleep at night
Everywhere I look, our picture lies a-face
I’m just a lonely man with a tear-stained face
Lonely, lonely man am I

[Outro]
Oh yeah my life is filled with a whole lotta blue yeah
So lonely
I wanna say I’ll hardly ever leave my lonely lonely

Paul Thorn – Crutches Lyrics

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I like my artificial courage
A shot of whiskey and beer
It makes feel like superman
I been leaning on it for years

I take my morning “medication”
“Hair of the dog” and I’m fine
I swear I’m gonna lay my demons down
I really mean it this time

I’m gonna walk without my crutches someday
Yeah, I’m gonna walk without my crutches someday

The prettiest girl I went to school with
Has got a monkey on her back
She traded her husband and children for some crystal-meth and crack
She said I’m checking into rehab cause I can’t quit by myself

I’m gonna get back everything I lost
I’m gonna climb out of hell

I’m gonna walk without my crutches someday
Yeah, I’m gonna walk without my crutches someday

Stumbling block is just a stepping stone
It’s not as hard as it seems
A backbone is better than a wishbone
And nothing comes to a sleeper but a dream

I’m gonna walk without my crutches someday
Yeah, I’m gonna walk without my crutches someday
Yeah, I’m gonna walk without my crutches someday

Air Review – Rebel Lyrics

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When we were kids
We believed in everything
There’s only one thing left to believe in
Now that we’re old
And it’s the one thing I cannot ignore
That you’re always on my mind
And you’re always on my mind
My mind

And I can’t help

That this heart beats in my chest
And that the blood fills up
My bones and flesh like home
And it’s the one thing I cannot ignore
That you’re always on my mind
And you’re always on my mind
You’re always on my mind
My mind

Moodymann – Tribute Lyrics

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[Outro]
And you don’t tell me what to do
And you know what I like to do
You, you know how much i love you
You know I love you very much
[?]‚ much
And then‚ If I were to go out with you

You never tell me what I want
So get up off your butt
And dance to the music you hear
Suck it up your butt
[?]

Who’s your producer?
[?]
Where’s he at?
In the ghetto

Moonfall – Lost Lyrics

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Let me into your world
At the deep ends of time
I gave everything I owned
Your imperfections are mine
Just shine a light through the night
So far it seems the punishment won’t fit the crime

I can’t hear your voice tonight
I am trapped in this maze
But I’m still not afraid
The mistakes that made me
Are the mistakes that I made

I’ll follow you to the end of every start
And I’ll keep walking as it’s pulling me apart
I’m screaming

Lost in your heart
Lost in your heart

Lost in your heart
Lost from the start

Pulling me apart
Let me go
Let me go
Pulling me apart
Let me go

Every wall closing in
Breathing with a shudder
Why do sinners obsess over the sins of others?
So set me free
Set me free
I’m a sucker for rewriting histories

I will follow you to the end of every start
And I’ll keep walking as it’s tearing me apart
I’m screaming

Lost in your heart
Lost in your heart

Lost in your heart
Lost from the start

Pulling me apart
Let me go
Let me go
Pulling me apart
Let me go

Lost in your heart
Lost in your heart

I’ll follow you to the end of every start
And I’ll keep walking as it’s tearing me apart
I’m screaming

Lost in your heart
Lost in your heart

Lost in your heart
Lost from the start

Pulling me apart
Let me go
Let me go
Pulling me apart
Let me go

I can hear your voice
Lost in your heart
Lost in your heart
I can hear your voice
Lost in your heart
Lost in your heart

Lost in your heart

Meek Mill ‘Green Light’ DJ Akademiks, Says AK Wants Him To Jeopardize His Freedom

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Meek Mill is claiming that he put out a “green light” on DJ Akademiks as their beef intensifies.

It’s round 43 of DJ Akademiks and Tekashi 6ix9ine vs Meek Mill. DJ Akademiks has not taken lightly to Meek Mill’s attempt to cancel him on social media and has a few choice words for the “Otherside of America” rapper. Earlier this week, Meek once again made his distaste for Akademiks public by declaring that the Everyday Struggle host has done nothing for the culture and deserves to be canceled. “He also gassed a lot of beef that got people killed and hurt,” Meek wrote on Twitter.

In response, Ak retweeted the post with the comment, “You can’t cancel anyone Meek.” It may have seemed like that was the end of things, except that now Akademiks has decided to go on one of his classic tirades. “Meek, you can’t cancel anyone. Okay? Let’s be very clear. You’ve been mad at me since I posted that an EP of yours flopped!” he said in the IG clip captioned, “You’re raps biggest hypocrite.”

Meek Mill’s rant on Twitter continued into the July 4th weekend with a couple more shots at Akademiks. “Nah you online!! you just make money off the trenches … next phase is like green light,” Meek tweeted. He later accused Akademiks of making money off the culture while not supporting the culture. The Philly rapper also invoked George Floyd and Breyonna Taylor for which AK called him out for.

While the feud may have been influenced by a poor review from the journalist, Meek and Ak’s beef also has a lot to do with Ak’s good friend and Meek’s enemy, 6ix9ine. When posting his rant, Akademiks called on the Philly artist to respond to the “TROLLZ” rapper’s questioning of his character, and 6ix9ine jumped in on the virtual attack by pointing out the irony of Meek calling him a snitch for making a plea deal with the authorities, but being affiliated to Roc Nation Management which is headed by Desiree Perez who is a former police informant herself.

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@meekmill here’s my response to ur cancellation. Respond to @6ix9ine and @darealquilly questioning your CHARACTER. Before thinking bout tryna cancel someone else. You’re raps biggest hypocrite if u don’t. Until then we not hearing u #meekmandela

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Akademiks’ beef with Freddie Gibbs may have blown over, but it doesn’t seem like lightning is likely to strike twice.

You can't cancel anyone meek. https://t.co/8mAh7l6DPf

— DJ Akademiks (@Akademiks) June 30, 2020

You a dickhead lol you post about me doing something to everybody ..you want me to throw away my freedom dummy lol don’t bring breyonna Taylor or George Floyd up now it’s a problem with you clown lol it’s about you and your place in the culture! https://t.co/pWnIOsUZvM

— Meek Mill (@MeekMill) July 4, 2020

Nah you online!! you just make money off the trenches … next phase is like green light ?? https://t.co/J9js0Di4YH

— Meek Mill (@MeekMill) July 4, 2020

And now justice for breyonna Taylor and George Floyd since we got ya attention!

— Meek Mill (@MeekMill) July 4, 2020

I’m not a activist .:I’m one of the chairman of reform https://t.co/dtpINFopqa I been green lighted the system I just did it with the billionaires! Your just a bad cop who instigate and get people to crash lol you think you can post rappers and tell me to do something lol

— Meek Mill (@MeekMill) July 4, 2020

Andrea Bocelli – Sueno Lyrics

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Ve, te esperaré
la flor en el jardin diseña el tiempo
lo dibujaré el dia después de tu regreso
Si estaras segura de mi amor que te lo llevas para ti,
preso entre tus manos llega hasta tu cara vuelves a pensar en mi

De qué te servira mostrarle al mundo que
No sé que vida ve
un corazón que se destruye ausente
No sé que vida ve
un corazón que nunca miente, siente
No sé

Y te esperaré
le robaré besos al tiempo

tiempo que no puede cancelar con el recuerdo aquel deseo que…
apresado entre tus manos llevas a tu cara vas pensando en mi
y te acompañara pasando la ciudad

Por mi
por mi que estoy ahora aqui
y sueño cosas cosas que no sé de ti
¿dónde estaras? ¿qué calle andaras?
en tu retorno
sueño

Y te esperaré
le robaré besos al tiempo, sueño
Un rumor el viento me despierta
y aqui estaras.

Pop Smoke – Mood Swings Lyrics (feat. Lil Tjay)

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[Pop Smoke (Lil Tjay):]
(Mood swings)
Oh, you ain’t know I could sing? (Oh, oh, oh)
Hahaha (Yeah)

Shorty a lil’ baddie (She a lil’ baddie)
Shorty my lil’ boo thing (Boo thing)
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I f*ck without a rubber
I nutted on the covers
And I kept it undercover
‘Cause I don’t kiss and tell (Kiss and tell)

Every time I f*ck, she call me daddy
My lil’ mama nasty
I see the p*ssy through the panties (Whatever you want)
She taste like candy
She a queen, like Nefertiti
Uh oh, my lil’ mama sittin’ pretty
And we be shoppin’ through the city (Oh, oh)
I gave her keys to the Bentley (Woah, woah)
Get off your knees, you don’t gotta cry to me
I’m your best friend, baby, you don’t gotta lie
I’ll get you everything that you want and that you need from Chanel to Celine
It’s on you to decide
Valentino, yeah, I put you in the best
Start liftin’ up your dress, start kissin’ on your neck (Oh no, no)
Start rubbin’ on your butt, start massagin’ your breasts
I ain’t wanna give you a baby just yet, so I backed out and nutted on your breasts
I put you in an Uber (Uber) and sent you to your bed (Oh)
The very next day (Oh), you sent me a text (Oh)
You pulled up to the crib and we did it again (Oh, oh)

Shorty a lil’ baddie (She a lil’ baddie)
Shorty my lil’ boo thing (Boo thing)
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I f*ck without a rubber
I nutted on the covers
And I kept it undercover
‘Cause I don’t kiss and tell (Ooh)

[Lil Tjay (Pop Smoke):]
You know, I never found love until I looked between your eyes (Between your eyes)

First time blushin’, I ain’t even gon’ lie (Ain’t even gon’ lie)
Full round ten, leavin’ bruises on your thighs
You the only bitch could make me spin off on the guys
And the only bitch that make me wanna nut when I’m inside
It’s your vibe, leave with me you gettin’ high
Plenty bitches f*ckin’ with you even if they tried
p*ssy on tsunami, I ain’t never felt it dry
Close my eyes while I sleep, hope you be there while I wake
Honestly, I feel the vibe we have is great
And if there’s something in your mind, you can tell me
And if I told you what’s on mine, would you help me?
See the bigger picture, it’s just gon’ take time
That’s because you mine
I’ma keep you lookin’ like a dime
Ain’t no imperfections, girl, you fine
Baby, what’s your sign?
Hope you went and guessed, just slow down
(Work, work, it’s me and you) Me and you
Keep it silent, there ain’t nothin’ we can’t do
Through the storm, baby, we can make it through
Why you actin’ brand new? You know you my lil’ boo, yeah
Got up on my Birkin, it’s workin’
She said she a virgin (It’s hurtin’)
She my biggest fan, she always lurkin’
She know I’m a man, I’ma put that work in
I know she can’t stand me, I’m fancy
So I’ma bring her out when I get my Grammy
Late night sex, she can’t find her panties
Couldn’t hold it in, now she need a plan B

[Pop Smoke (Lil Tjay):]
(Shorty a lil’ baddie)
(She my lil’ boo thing)
And shorty got the fatty (Shorty got the fatty)
Shorty be catching mood swings
(Every time I f*ck without a rubber)
(I nutted on her covers)
And I kept it undercover
‘Cause I don’t kiss and tell

Pop Smoke – Snitching Lyrics (feat. Future & Quavo)

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So, you got the job doing what?
Bro, I get payed to snitch now, nigga
It’s really classified, I can’t really talk about this shit, my nigga
Oh, my God
Only reason I’m tellin you this, ’cause you my boy
But don’t f*ck with me, you see what I did to Roger
You seen what I did to Roger
Forty years
He had forty years?
Forty years, bitch, you don’t wanna sign that plee
Forty years
Damn
Don’t f*ck with me
Buddah blessed this beat
Huncho

[Quavo:]
Look at my status (Status)
No, I’m not braggin’, I’m not average (Average)
My bitch want a Patek (Patek)
I bought her a whip and I told her to stop naggin’ (Skrr)
Too much jewelry, my diamonds is blastin’ (Bling)
I bought it back in (Shinin’)
The club is packed in (Packed in)
Step in your city we goin’ in (Goin’ in)
Drop the top, let’s blow the wind (Drop top)
f*ck the cops, we goin’ big
Niggas out here hate the kid, ’cause I’m runnin’ up when supposed to be dead, uh
Bitch, I’m a player (Player)
Nigga we’re trappin’, and checkin’ the mail, yeah
Look at my layers, designer my jacket, I’m handin’ out bills, yeah
These niggas dead, soon as I said it, they wanna go tell, yeah
The way that you playin’ (Ayy), niggas out here workin’ with 12

Damn, snitchin’
Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
Damn, snitchin’
Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
Snitchin’
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh (Snitchin’)
Damn, snitchin’
Niggas be out here snitchin, uh (Snitchin’)

They workin’, they clockin’, they watchin’
No stoppin, no options, we ballin’, we poppin’
We goin’, let’s go, get money, get mo’ for sure
I got it, and there’s plenty mo’ on the boat (Uh)
Nigga we came from the bottom
Yes, it’s time for the bosses to toast (Toast)
Me and the dog got collars
We puttin’ diamonds on top of the chokers (Ice)
f*ck nigga, come in the lane
Shit, we droppin’ him off like a floater (Float)
I ain’t gon’ mention his name
But if he do, then it’s like that and it’s over (Snitch)

Damn, snitchin’
Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
Damn, snitchin’
Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
Snitchin’
Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
Damn, snitchin’
Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)

[Pop Smoke:]
Said I pull up in Amiri, got ninas attached
Walk in the buildin’, I shake up the room
f*ck on your lady, no feelings attached

Don’t talk out your mouth ’cause she holdin’ the room
Yeah, yeah, walk in (Walk in), then walk up out it
There’s never a day I don’t walk without it (Ssh)
Shoot a nigga, never talk about it
‘Cause these niggas be rats, yeah (Rats)
I had to shoot it in class (Class)
I had the ninas attached
f*ck and run, see I had the bitch badge (Woo)
If Quavo told me get him, then I’ma do the dash (I’ma do the dash)
Yeah, dash (Dash), I take off like a rocket (Yeah)

[Quavo:]
Damn, snitchin’
Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
Damn, snitchin’
Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
Snitchin’
Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
Damn
Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)

[Future:]
Bobby Brown, Bobby Brown
Pick a town, I get down
Chrome hearts, chrome hearts
Bitches love my style
Look at how my wrist glow, huh
Two-fifty just for the watch, uh
Posted on the block, I was servin’ for dollar
I caught a wave, it’s amazing, Margiela
Audemar, water, Beretta, vendetta
Tell a McCartney, you came with the bezel
Takin’ off just like a rocket and got racks in my pocket
I’m havin’ my way with these hoes
Shawty in love with my diamonds
She love how they twinkle
She love how they glisten, they glow
Pour up a four like I’m young Tony Stoke
One in the head, 99 more to go
Went in a winner, pull up like a GOAT
Trippin’ and spillin’, now that shit on the floor
Came from the gutter, that’s word from the bro
I’m Evel Knievel, these niggas some divas
I’m really havin’ more hits than The Beatles
I was out trappin’ with keys like Alicia
I be finessin’ my plug, got it cheaper
Bought some new killers, I bought some new choppers
Hey
I’m on the block with the Devil, I hang with the robbers
Any hood we go, they treat me like God, huh
Switch up the flow for the visual
Just so you know that I’m spiritual
All of my money identical
Bluefaces, bluefaces keep me one hundred
They on the woo shit
Niggas gon’ shoot your shit
You ain’t no woo, nigga
You ain’t gon’ do shit

[Quavo:]
Damn, snitchin’
Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
Damn, snitchin’
Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
Damn, snitchin’
Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)
Damn, snitchin’
Niggas be out here snitchin’, uh (Snitchin’)

Pop Smoke – Got It On Me Lyrics

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Look

Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Don’t let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Don’t let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death ‘pon me
Yeah, I don’t cry no mo’
I don’t look to the sky no mo’
‘Cause I got it on me
I got it on me (Talk that shit)
I got it on me
You can run up if you want (f*ck is you talking ’bout?)

Look
It’s Pop Smoke, niggas know me
Keep two fours like I’m Kobe
Is you ridin’ or you hidin’?
If you slidin’, then you owe me (Owe me)
Run up, catch cold feet
Niggas act tough then call police
I don’t make friends, yeah, I make bands
Want some Ray-Bans ’cause I’m a OG
This AR be my trophy
Shoot first, nigga, shoot back
09, niggas woo back
Nigga automatic when the woo clap
Shoot first, nigga, shoot back
09, niggas woo back
Nigga automatic when the woo clap
(Automatic when the woo clap)

Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Don’t let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Don’t let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on many men

Many, many, many, many men
Wish death ‘pon me
Yeah, I don’t cry no mo’
I don’t look to the sky no mo’
‘Cause I got it on me
I got it on me
I got it on me
You can run up if you want

Fifty shots up in this Glock, I won’t let up
XD, niggas totin’ Berettas
Shoot first and do yourself a favor
Report like I’m Craig Sager
Back out, niggas ain’t with the bluffin’
Dread Woo, a nigga shoot you for nothin’
Ten toes on your block like I’m drummin’
SK’ll have a blicky runnin’ (It’s Pop Smoke)
It’s that nigga from the Floss, your bitch right back
And I don’t politic ’cause niggas ain’t like that
I drop a slip or two and get a light pack
And I don’t care if you losin’, still fight back

Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Don’t let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul
Don’t let my heart turn cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death ‘pon me
Yeah, I don’t cry no mo’
I don’t look to the sky no mo’
‘Cause I got it on me
I got it on me
I got it on me
You can run up if you want

Mercy on me

Leagues – Pass My Way Lyrics

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If I saw you on the street
Would you try to look at me with strangers eyes
And all the secrets that you’ve told
I kept them hid and held them close
Would come alive

And what was sleeping springs awake
Summer sun would shine its way into the night
And nothing more than seeing you
And seeing you and nothing more
Is all it takes
Still feels so right

What would I do
What would I say
What would I do if you ever passed my way
What would I do
What would I say
What would I do if you ever passed my way

When the day is at its end
When all my thoughts begin to bend

There way to you
No matter what I try to do
Shake it loose or shake it free
It’s of no use

What would I do
What would I say
What would I do if you ever passed my way
What would I do
What would I say
What would I do if you ever passed my way

It’s just a matter of
It’s just a matter of
It’s just a matter of time
It’s still inside of our
It’s still inside of our
It’s all inside of our heart

What would I do
What would I say
What would I do if you ever passed my way
What would I do
What would I say
What would I do if you ever passed my way

Pop Smoke – For The Night Lyrics (feat. Dababy & Lil Baby)

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[Pop Smoke:]
CashMoneyAP
Get ’em, get ’em, get ’em, oh
Oh (I’m tryna f*ckin’ get ’em), oh (I’m tryna f*ckin’ get ’em)
Oh, oh (Get ’em), oh
Oh (Gettin’ big on this), oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
What do you want? Won’t tell you twice, yeah
I’m a thief in the night (Thief in the night), oh

I did some wrong (Oh, oh), but I’m always right (Oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot (Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
If I tell you once, won’t tell you twice
I’m real discreet, like a thief in the night (Look)

If I call you bae, you bae for the day
Or a bae for the night, you not my wife
She want a killer to f*ck all night
I wanna f*ck on a thot, gimme head all night
AP, big rocks, in the hood with the ‘rillas
Five K on the dinner, bring three hundred thou’ to the dealer

I did some wrong (Oh, oh), but I’m always right (Oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot (Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
If I tell you once, won’t tell you twice
I’m real discreet, like a thief in the night (Baby)

[Lil Baby:]
I’m rich but I’m ridin’, I’m low on exotic, I’m ’bout to fly out and go get me some
Nothin’ ain’t seen, all this money on me, hunnid racks in the bag, that’s honey bun
Baby OG, I been runnin’ these streets, got the game from Lashawn, I’m my mama’s son
Learned ’bout the triple cross when I was young and I know I ain’t goin’ so I keep a gun
I flew to Paris just to buy some Dior
She beggin’ for attention, I don’t see her
See, I peeped Pop out, wish that you could see us

Me and Cash plus whenever I go re-up
I got some niggas in the street, won’t beat me
I got the industry tryna be me
I just go Ray Charles, they can’t see me
I’m in a Rolls-Royce with a RiRi

[Pop Smoke:]
I did some wrong (Oh, oh), but I’m always right (Oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot (Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
If I tell you once, won’t tell you twice
I’m real discreet, like a thief in the night (Yeah)

[DaBaby:]
Like a thief in the night (Thief)
I pull up, give her D for the night (Uh-huh)
Tryna f*ck in the V, it’s aight (Let’s f*ck)
We can’t f*ck up my seats ’cause they white (That’s my seats, watch my motherf*ckin’ seats)
I’m livin’ like "Thriller", I only come out at the night time
She don’t f*ck with liquor, don’t like bein’ tipsy
She don’t do the Henny, just white wine (What she do?)
Pop the cork on some new Pinot Grigio (Yeah)
I pull up in the Porsche wit’ a freaky ho (Zoom)
Park the Porsche and pull up in a Lambo (Hmph)
I hop out, Major Payne, rockin’ camo (Yessir)
Think she cute, make her f*ck, watch her man go (She cute)
Like to shoot, light you up, bitch, I’m Rambo
Cuban link full of rocks, it’s a choker (Oh)
Rest in peace to the Pop, make me smoke ya

[Pop Smoke:]
I did some wrong (Oh, oh), but I’m always right (Oh, oh)
Said I know how to shoot (Oh, oh) and I know how to fight
If I tell you once, won’t tell you twice
I’m real discreet, like a thief in the night

Lil’ Kim – Off The Wall Lyrics

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[Lil’ Cease]
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now do it!

[Puffy] (Kim)
Queen Bee, Bad Boy baby
(Uh, uh, uh)
Let’s go!

[Lil’ Kim]
Ah! Ready or not here I come
I’m a Bentley y’all something like a Hyundai
Win more skins than a crack without dunja
Tasty like a sundae (Take that!)
(Mmm-da-da)
Eat it like a Kit Kat
Forge a climax, replay back
Lil’ Kim records hit the streets
DJ’s wanna spend that back like
Me and Lil’ Cease is the real tag-team
While most of y’all broads is just drag queens
It’s gonna take years before you match our cream
And only in your dreams can you see what we see

[Lil’ Cease]
Now lend me your ear, listen closely
I wear these jewels like a rosary
This is how the rap game is supposed to be
One king, one queen things supposed to be

Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now do it!

[Lil’ Kim]
Niggas lean left
Bitches lean right
Come on, you gotta ride ’em baby
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Mmm-da-da, mmm-do-do
Mmm-da-da, mmm-do
Mmm-da-da, mmm-do-do
Mmm-da-da, mmm-do

It’s the years 2G, things about to change
Trade in that Range, get a motherf*ckin’ plane
Your girl is lame, huh what?
Want a bitch like me what, huh?
If it’s diamonds you want
Baby I got ’em
Money in a briefcase
Who needs a wallet?
Be a pigeon nigga you sound retarded
I’m the girl with more cream than St. Patrick’s Day
A house by the bay so what do you say?
Me and you, nigga like running Roulette
The game is strip poker, is you ready to play?
Make it last all night and I’m ready to stay
Put your money and your jewels up one at time
And if you lose this game all this shit is mine
What you got?

Full house, triple ace and two kings
Royal flush beats ten jack, here give me
I win give it up!

[Lil’ Cease]
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now do it!

[Lil’ Kim (Puffy)]
Niggas lean left
Bitches lean right
Come on, you gotta ride ’em baby
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Mmm-da-da, mmm-do-do
Mmm-da-da, mmm-do
Mmm-da-da, mmm-do-do
Mmm-da-da, mmm-do

When it comes to status call me Dr. Ruth
I ain’t a prostitute I just speak the truth
Dicks I like ’em fat like a pickle
Hard like nickel, juicy like a Popsicle
Niggas mention me for a sexual reference
Lil Kim’s everybody’s sexual preference
A bitch like me gives it on the first date
Why hesitate? I ain’t got time to wait!
Cause uh y’all know how I get down
(How you get down?)
Niggas from the East know how I get down
(That’s right!)
Cats from the West know how I get down
(West Side!)
From the North to South say can you get down!

[Lil’ Cease]
Now lend me your ear, listen closely
I wear these jewels like a rosary
This is how the rap game is supposed to be
One king, one queen things supposed to be

Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now get your back up off the wall
Dance come on
Now do it!

[Lil’ Kim]
Niggas lean left
Bitches lean right
Come on, you gotta ride ’em baby
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Mmm-da-da, mmm-do-do
Mmm-da-da, mmm-do
Mmm-da-da, mmm-do-do
Mmm-da-da, mmm-do

[Puff Daddy]
Queen Bee, 2000
Get your backs up off the wall
Dance come on
Dance come on yeah
Dance come on
Notorious K.I.M.
J.M. come on
B.I.G. come on forever come on
(Just dance) Come on
(Just dance) Come on
(Just dance) I see you come on yeah
Come on

Pop Smoke – Gangstas Lyrics

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Them niggas gotta hear what the f*ck I’m talkin’ ’bout (Woo, woo)
(I be in New York)
Feel me, Lil’ Z? (I be in New York with the gangsters)
On your set with some real shit, nigga (Gangsters)
(Swerve)
I don’t want none of that extra loud shit
This ain’t none of that rainbow hair shit
Know what I’m sayin’? (I be in New York with the gangsters)
This the real streets shit, yeah, nigga
(I be in New York with the gangsters)
f*ckin’ voice of the streets, man
It’s like Jesus walkin’ (Oozin’ automatics)
More like Christopher Walking, eh? (I be with the straights and the apes)
Y’all know what’s up (Talkin’ stone to stone)
(Runnin’ backs, we don’t wanna hear nothin’ ’bout it)
Free all my niggas, free all the streets

I be in New York with the gangsters
Know a nigga that’ll shoot you for a tandem (Grrt)
If my opps chillin’ in the foreign (Bah)
Then my niggas shootin’ up the Phantom (Bah, bah, bah)
I be in New York with the gangsters (Woo)
Know a nigga that’ll shoot you for a tandem (Bah)
If my opps chillin’ in the foreign (You lackin’ ass niggas)
Then my niggas shootin’ up the Phantom (Grrt)

.44 got a kickback (Bah)
Click-clack, get back (Bah)
Shots at your rib pack (Grrrt)
Or you can get chin checked (Woo)
Them trollin’ niggas actin’ up (Actin’ up)

So niggas packed him up (Pack him up)
Brazy was actin’ tough
‘Til niggas slapped him up (p*ssy)
Pop Smoke on top (Haha)
Niggas mad as f*ck (Mad)
Six by six, big Benz on my wrist (Grrt)
If you don’t got your nails done, you are not it (Woo)
Automatically on the blocked list (Blocked, bitch)
Niggas talkin’ ’bout they guns (Guns), but never shot shit (Cap)
Might as well put a cap on it, all over with a chopstick (p*ssy)
Run up and I’m brandin’ them, take a nigga shoppin’ (Bitch)
Reach and I’m branchin’ it ’cause I don’t know who watchin’ (I’m on point)
It’s a Ginger Ale and Henny day, eased up on the crème brûlée (Hahaha)
38’s on the block (Block), a nigga won’t hesitate (Bah)
Had to move these bitches up (Move up) ’cause they was in the way
I wouldn’t want them to get shot by an enemy

I be in New York with the gangsters (And what’s up?)
Know a nigga that’ll shoot you for a tandem (Tandem, grrt)
If my opps chillin’ in the foreign (Bah)
Then my niggas shootin’ up the Phantom (Bah, bah, bah)
I be in New York with the gangsters (Woo)
Know a nigga that’ll shoot you for a tandem (Bah)
If my opps is chillin’ in the foreign (You lackin’ ass niggas)
Then my niggas shootin’ up the Phantom (Grrt)

Rema – Woman Lyrics

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Another banger

I’m in love with plenty women
I no mind marry all of them
E no matter the shape or color
I go make sure say I must collect
I get one wey be my sponsor
I get one wey dey call me honey
One wey dey do me witchy-witchy
She dey do like Patience Ozokwor

Wole ka lo
Get in my room make you la tan
Body dey move like a python
Love wey dey give me iron
Wole ka lo
After the room to the parlour
Bend make you pose for my cannon
Love wey dey boost my iron

I too like woman
I too like woman
Me I no dey gboran
Me I no dey gboran
I too like woman
I too like woman
Me I no dey gboran
Me I no dey gbo-

Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
Ikebe wamé jar (Jar one, jar two, jar three)
Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
Ikebe wamé jar (Jar one, jar two, jar three)

Too many girls in my DM
Uganda to London to Benin
I pray make I no go reply them
Never to be an olobe Oo
Lobe Oo
Kpakoro back to the matter Oo
Since I dey look all your picture Oo
Girl you go finish my data Oo (Asampeteprokotomakule)

Hmm I dey see girls for my explore
Dem many wey me I adore
If they no do no be by force
Plenty wey dey wey go concur
Dey wey go concur
Enter the room gimme your phone
Make dem no go see me for blog

Wole ka lo
Get in my room make you la tan
Body dey move like a python
Love wey dey give me iron
Wole ka lo
After the room to the parlour
Bend make you pose for my cannon
Love wey dey boost my iron

I too like woman
I too like woman
Me I no dey gboran
Me I no dey gboran
I too like woman
I too like woman
Me I no dey gboran
Me I no dey gboran

I too like woman
I too like woman
Me I no dey gboran
Me I no dey gboran
I too like woman
I too like woman
Me I no dey gboran
Me I no dey gboran

Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
Ikebe wamé jar (Jar one, jar two, jar three)
Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
Sa koloweko eh (Oweko)
Ikebe wamé jar (Jar one, jar two, jar three)

You see, as a man
I just want to relax and be taken care of
Is it too much to ask?

I too like woman
Woman

Nef The Pharaoh – Mac Of The Year Lyrics

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Yeah
Nigga, I’m the motherf*ckin’ mac of the motherf*ckin’ year of the motherf*ckin’ motherf*ckin’ year, motherf*ckin’ year, nigga

I’m a mac, M-A-C and your bitch know it
She can’t relax, nigga the bag and all he did was grow it
Ain’t shit like this rap and this trap money
Either way, I’ma get paid, that’s why I act funny
I’ll be dead off the mud ’til she tap my pockets
I woke up out my sleep and took off like rockets
That’s your big brother bag, that is not your wallet (Cap)
My youngest son just turned one, I could put him through college (Facts)
I bought the Benz off the lot with the low mileage (Facts)
All cash, no L’s, f*ck a co-signer (Facts)
Somebody tell these motherf*ckers, I’m the big timer (Shit)
I’m the reason why these niggas think they big timing
My bitch bring me blues, your bitch bring you problems
You be on that hoe back like a dirty condom (Ha)
I never trip on a bitch I’m a real mobster
I crack a nigga on the field like I’m Shaq Thompson (Mobster)
You ain’t get the mud from the doc? I do not want it
All my enemies is dead, I don’t got opponents
I drop a bag on your head and watch somebody blow it (Boom)
Yeah, my Perc’ just kicked in, that bitch got me goin’
Quarterback with the pack, gold tee, I throw it (Go long)
We ain’t never shut down, my trap always rolling (Bitch)
I shopped so much at Barney’s, they went extinct

Flyest niggas on two feet, it’s Chang and SB
Passed up on your bitch, she was tryna molest me
I rock ice and keep a stick like I’m Wayne Gretzky
When I first met the ho, "Can I get the check please?"
Sike, I’m really not that nice, you shoulda went and got a geek
I’m the nigga in my hood, I should have my own street
I send your nigga to the store for some chips and a drink
And he better come back with my change and a receipt
Tellin’ Nef he never ran outta gas, they on E
f*ck your grandma that’s sick and your partner that’s deceased (f*ck that nigga)
His headstone a Porta Potti, we gon’ piss where he sleep
I was rich before Roddy and I still keep a gleek
Got so much game, the blind bitch wanna see
Like an inmate, fresh out the hoe, I got mail now (Money)
If you don’t see them niggas with me then we fell out
She love when I hop in the booth and go beast
I know the real shooter gang, your friends the police
You be giving them statements, and me? I don’t speak
If she ride with the chain, the ho finna work her cleats
I bought a little twenty ounce just so I could drop a three
Beat the p*ssy up for hours, I got stamina for weeks
Feelin’ like I’m Austin Powers on this groovy ass beat (Groovy baby)
I can make a square one lady into a freak
I’ma independent P, f*ck this rap industry
The ho told me she ran away ’cause you weak

Idris Elba – One Fine Day Lyrics (feat. Tigga Da Author)

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[Intro]
What a day
What a long, long day
What a day
What a long, long day

[Verse 1]
I wake up in the early morning, sun is in my eyes
Feelin’ like a champion, I’m never losin’ a fight
I was runnin’ wild and chasin’ down all the tings I did not need
Did a smile, you bring it out, this life got the mandem sweet

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh my God, I am blessed
And you know it’s my time
Oh my days, no more stress
And I’m gonna get my shine
Runnin’ round, I’ve been runnin’ round
I’ve been fearless on that road
It’s been up and down, been up and down
I’m here to let you know

[Chorus]
And on that one fine day
We will take it there
And on that one fine day (And on that one fine day)
We will make it there (What a long, long day)

[Verse 2]
One fine day and we’ll get that, get that
No one can stop me, man, I can’t let that, let that
No one can take these dreams from my net back, no
The day it will come, it will come (Will come)
And I ain’t leavin’ ’til I get that (No way)
My mama told me I’m the one (I’m the one)
And I ain’t leavin’ ’til I be that

[Pre-Chorus]
I said, oh my God, I am blessed
And you know it’s my time
Oh my days, no more stress
And I’m gonna get my shine
Runnin’ round, I’ve been runnin’ round
I’ve been fearless on that road
It’s been up and down, been up and down
I’m here to let you know

[Chorus]
And on that one fine day (And on that one fine day)
We will take it there (We will take it there)
And on that one fine day (And on that one fine day)
We will make it there (We will make it there)
And on that one fine day (What a day)
We will take it there (What a long, long day)
And on that one fine day (What a day)
We will make it there (What a long, long day)

[Outro]
And on that one fine day
We will make it there (Ooh, yeah)
We’ll be there, yeah
What a day
What a long, long day
What a day (Lets go, lets go)
What a long, long day
(Yeah, yeah)
On that one fine day we will be there (Oh, yeah)
On that one fine day we will be there
On that one fine day we will be there (Oh, no)
On that one fine day we will be there (Oh, no)
On that one fine day we will be there

Cian Ducrot – Hurt So Bad Lyrics

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It’s harder alone when she feels this way
To hearts is no home she’s so afraid
And she knows it was hard for him to stay in when he feels this pain
But she really needs someone to hold her
A part of her life was just ripped away

She feels empty always but she knows she can hold it
Had her beautiful eyes so full only she can know it
And she said

Who knew that it could hurt this bad
Losing something that she never knew you had
The heart beats like yours in my head
But who knew that it could hurt this bad
Who knew that it could feel this way
There’s a lot of what-ifs and empty space
And don’t ever know their face
But who knew that it could feel this way

It’s harder to explain if she’s feeling
This grieve, pain, no sometimes even
Was the blue eyes like hers a golden brown like his
She never felt like this

She feels empty always but she knows she can hold it
Had her beautiful eyes so full only she can know it
And she said

Who knew that it could hurt this bad
Losing something that she never knew you had
The heart beats like yours in my head

But who knew that it could hurt this bad
Who knew that it could feel this way
There’s a lot of what-ifs and empty space
And don’t ever know their face
But who knew that it could feel this way

Put your hand in mine
Cover up my eyes
You got a smile like mine
You’ll always be by my side
My life, all my life
You got a smile like mine

Put your hand in mine
Cover up my eyes
You got a smile like mine
You’ll always be by my side
My life, all my life
You got a smile like mine

Put your hand in mine
Cover up my eyes
You got a smile like mine
You’ll always be by my side
My life, all my life
You got a smile like mine

Who knew that it could hurt this bad (hurt this bad)
Losing something that she never knew you had (never knew you had)
The heart beats like yours in my head (in my head)
But who knew that it could hurt this bad (oh…)
Who knew that it could feel this way (feel this way)
There’s a lot of what-ifs and empty space (space)
And don’t every know their face
But who knew that it could feel this way

Aime Simone – Strange Inside Lyrics

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Tell me a lie to adore
As subtle as
I won’t know anymore
Ailment
Say it now
Imagine days of future

I can live a life inside
If only our love’s allowed
No demons unknown
Aware of what I hide
No I don’t mind alone
But I do feel strange inside

It’s getting in my head
Down in heaven lit
My heart is
Riot and spirit
And I can’t hold no
Secret devil

Give me a high to adore
As sweet as
I’ve ever known before
Ailment
Play it now
Imagine days of future

I can live a life inside
If only our love’s allowed

No demons unknown
Aware of what I hide
No I don’t mind alone
But I do feel strange inside

Yeah leave it in the past
Hold on and see
All the signs in the dark
Slow down
Put it out and stay
The dawn
New life
Anywhere I find

Oh
It’s getting in my head
Down in heaven lit
My heart is
Riot and spirit
And I can’t hold no
Secret devil

Whoa
It’s getting in my head
Down in heaven lit
My heart is

Riot and spirit
And I can’t hold no
Secret devil

Westside Gunn – Michael Irvin Lyrics

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Conductor
Ayo

Ayo, everybody think they fly now, but ain’t nobody flyer (Ah)
You ever cooked a half a brick in the air fryer? (Ah)
Shootin’ out the Lambo truck ’til I was tired (Brr, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Cases everywhere, burned a hole in the tire
Made his whole face lock up, my shit fire (Ah)
Forties in the buffs, but today, I wore the wires (But today, I wore the wires)
Don’t talk too loud, lord, he got the wire (He got the wire)
China flea market aprons on, baggin’ China (Ah)
Niggas got the Mike Tyson bags here to spite us
Call a [?] in, I need two niggas snipin’
(Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
FLYGOD, everybody wanna be like him
Back of the back, but I still like to drive it (Skrrt)
Nothin’ hurt worse than ChineGun dyin’
Nightmares my whole bid, I’m at the showers with the knifers (Ah)
P Murda ’bout two cells down, he real righteous
Respected by the one-to-one niggas to the lifers (Ah)
We got niggas wearin’ shitbags and the diapers

Stomach full of staples, on the f*ck nigga diet
Knee on a neck, now everybody riot (f*ck the police)
The bin killin’ niggas, do the math, peep the science (Do the science)
You want my autograph, kiss the hand, I’m your highness (I’m your highness)
Taste the work, better turn to, I’m a psychic (Ah)
My niggas shoot your whole block down for excitement (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
FLYGOD, the one who made thunder and lightning (Uh)
Who made water wet, I need Sly out confinement
My coke positive, you drop yours, the shit minus
Woke up, middle of the night, my celly cryin’
Nigga got a L, he realized he gon’ die there

Dallas Cowboy Michael Irvin was indicted on two counts of drug possession Monday
He faces up to twenty years in prison if convicted
This stems from a March 4th incident in which police found Irvin
Former teammate Alfredo Roberts, and two female companions in an Irving
Texas motel room along with substantial amounts of marijuana and cocaine

Sufjan Stevens – America Lyrics

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Play this song

Is it love you’re after?
A sign of the flood or one more disaster
Don’t do to me what you did to America
Don’t do to me what you did to America

I have loved you, I have grieved
I’m ashamed to admit I no longer believe
I have loved you, I received
I have traded my life
For a picture of the scenery
Don’t do to me what you did to America
Don’t do to me what you did to America

I give it all up in laughter
The sign of the cross awaiting disaster
The dove flew to me like a vision of paranoia
The dove flew to me like a vision of paranoia

I have loved you like a dream
I have kissed your lips like a Judas in heat
I have worshiped, I believed
I have broke your bread for a splendor of machinery
Don’t look at me like I’m acting hysterical
Don’t look at me like I’m acting hysterical

I have worshiped, I have cried
I have put my hands in the wounds on your side
I have tasted of your blood
I have choked on the waters, I abated the flood
I am broken, I am beat
But I will find my way like a Judas in heat
I am fortune, I am free
I’m like a fever of light in the land of opportunity

Don’t do to me what you did to America
(Don’t do to me what you do to yourself)
Don’t do to me what you did to America
(Don’t do to me what you do to yourself)
Don’t do to me what you did to America
(Don’t do to me what you do to yourself)
Don’t do to me what you did to America
(Don’t do to me what you do to yourself)

Don’t do to me what you did to America
Don’t do to me what you did to America
Don’t do to me what you did to America
Don’t do to me what you did to America

Gucci Mane – Rain Shower Lyrics

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Play this song

[Intro: Young Thug]
(Wheezy outta here)
My bitch a, uh, Richard Mille rocker (Yeah)
1017 for life, you know what I’m saying, no cap
No extras on it
Real nigga shit
And this, and this is just facts (Yeah)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Rain shower (Rain), rain shower (Rain)
My bitch got more jewelry than your partners (Yeah, yeah)
My bitch got Rolexes by the thousands (Rollies)
My bitch got APs, no apologies
Ranned up a million dollars then I iced out her
I turned to Austin Powers, then I copped a Spur, yeah
Her neck on Eiffel Tower, do she bite? Yes, sir, yeah
I fucked ’round and put diamonds on her goddamn purse, yeah

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Plain jane AP (Yeah), fuck me, baby (Hey)
Fuck me and my friends, I’ll buy you a pink Mercedes (Skrrt)
So many diamonds on my neck, got me feeling lazy (Yeah)
She bought me a Rollie with baguettes, it cost a eighty
My bitch keep turnin’ up on baddies, yeah, yeah (Mwah)
Used to flip burgers out a Caddy, yeah, yeah (Used to flip)
She suck that dick without me asking, yeah, yeah
Stuff a ho with wood like a cabinet (Yeah)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Rain shower (Rain), rain shower (Rain)
My bitch got more jewelry than your partners (Yeah, yeah)
My bitch got Rolexes by the thousands (Rollies)
My bitch got APs, no apologies
Ranned up a million dollars then I iced out her
I turned to Austin Powers, then I copped a Spur, yeah
Her neck on Eiffel Tower, do she bite? Yes, sir, yeah
I fucked ’round and put diamonds on her goddamn purse, yeah

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Rain shower, rain shower
My bitch ass in Birkins, not flowers (Well, damn)
My bitch got more ice than these cowards
Like spinach, her pussy is power
Rain shower, rain shower
So wet, we had laid down a towel
So nasty, sweaty that we shower
Fuck doggystyle so long, she growl (Grr)
She suck ’til I skeet, then I’m proud
Front desk just called up, said we loud
I was locked up, my bitch held me down
Nigga play, then I’m gon’ send him flowers

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Rain showers (Rain), rain shower (Rain)
My bitch got more jewelry than your partners (Yeah, yeah)
My bitch got Rolexes by the thousands (Rollies)
My bitch got APs, no apologies
Ranned up a million dollars then I iced out her
I turned to Austin Powers, then I copped a Spur, yeah
Her neck on Eiffel Tower, do she bite? Yes, sir, yeah
I fucked ’round and put diamonds on her goddamn purse, yeah

Offset Fights For Daughter With Shya L’Amour To Get His Last Name

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Offset, whose real name is Kiari Kendrell Cephus, is fighting for his daughter with upcoming rapper Shya L’Amour to get his last name.

Offset is a proud father of four and wants his child to know it by name. Although he may now be married to Cardi B and raising their child Kulture, the Migos rapper first became a dad eight years ago when his son Jordan was born. Three years after that, he had a baby with Nicola Algarin — also known as Shya L’Amour — named Kalea. Shya and Offset have been locked in a legal battle over their daughter for a long time, with the Migos star first denying paternity.

His genetic link to Kalea was eventually established in court and Offset later issued an apology to his little girl on the song “Father of 4”, with the lyrics, “Kalea, you my first, first daughter / I missed the first years of your life, I’m sorry / Tell the truth, I ain’t really know if I was your father / Tell the truth, I really don’t even know your mama.”

These days, Offset is not only proud to declare that Kalea is his blood — he wants her to share his last name, too. The 5-year-old’s legal name is Kalea Marie Algarin, and he would like to add his own surname, Cephus, to that title. The “Need It” rapper has filed court documents requesting the change and is also seeking joint custody of Kalea.

Shya took Offset to court back in April, alleging that the Atlanta artist, who is reportedly worth $16 million, is only providing limited financial support and that she, Shya, is struggling to make ends meet amidst the COVID-19 pandemic as she is an hourly wage worker.

Koffee Gets Big Mad At Driver After Getting Into Car Accident In Her Benz

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Koffee wasn’t too thrilled after getting into a minor car crash in Jamaica while driving her Benz

Jamaican artist Koffee was involved in a minor collision on Mountain view avenue on Friday evening in which, thankfully, no one was injured. The ‘grateful’ Grammy kid was driving her white Mercedes Benz along a section of the road when it seems she was suddenly cut off by the driver of a white Honda. Based on a short clip recorded by a spectator, Koffee was seen outside her vehicle, speaking with the driver of the motor car before climbing back into her SUV, slamming the door, and reversing out of the intersection.

While she has not posted or commented on the situation, she’s no doubt singing her usual song of gratitude for what ended up being a fender bender in these bizarre times.

Koffee—real name Mikayla Simpson—has been passing her time during the pandemic at home in Spanish Town as the entertainment industry continues to reel from social distancing directives. Though unharmed in Friday’s mishap, she did appear shaken according to the audio on the clip of the incident—”di artist look like she well brew.” Although her Mercedes-Benz might have sustained a few buffs and scratches, the humble hitmaker is clearly blessed. We’re glad she was able to literally walk away from this accident, which given her gratitude mantra, may have inspired a song that she’ll soon share with the world.

Koffee has kept busy with music while in quarantine, making a cameo in Buju Banton’s new video “Blessed” and has been sighted with Popcaan, Skillibeng, and Dre Island on the set of an upcoming project. Fans have reacted to the near miss with light humor and hints of concern, feeling for the “Raggamuffin” crooner who “just got” her new car. “Koffee come in like a rapture Whole a the Benz bumper fracture,” teased one Instagram user while another added “Young driver she new to it” in an empathetic view.

Some fans have been weighing in blaming the “Rapture” singer for the minor car crash. “It nuh matter what is what she going to get wrong she lick beyond the backdoor she can’t contest to say she not wrong,” one fan wrote.

Other folks were more sympatheic towards her and left her some supporting words. “Oh my sooo happy ntn happened to her tho.. Material things can gwan,” one female fan wrote while another added, “So it go ya @originalkoffee , we all have a first fender bender or scrape, blessings, some people dont make it out from it, learn, live on.”

An obviously furious Koffee jumped back in her car and backed up but unfortunately the video wasn’t long enough to show us what happened next.

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Faser – Fingere Lyrics

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[Intro]
“Noi che diamo la caccia al prossimo per vocazione in realtà vogliamo solamente parlare di com’è
Di quello che è successo e di tutta la perversione della cosa
È come se lavorassi al mattatoio col bestiame: si ammutoliscono tutti”
“Certo, capisco”
” Non è facile massacrare la gente è un lavoro duro fisicamente e mentalmente… non credo che lo capiscano… devi sfogarti”
[Strofa 1]
Quando entro sono come dentro l’occhio del ciclone
Attorno a me lascio scie di morte, distruzione
Rispetta il mio nome, sono come una maledizione
Scompaio e riappaio a comando, mai con la luce del sole
Ma col favore delle tenebre ho imparato
Meglio non concedere a ste bestie
Fino a quando stavo in disparte alle feste
Sognando stragi di teenager e coppiette
Talmente dolci da far venire il diabete

[Ritornello]
E ho provato a fingere di sopportare tutto questo
Ma sono sempre poco credibile
Sarà che la pazienza non è nelle mie virtù
Ma certe stronzate non mi vanno giù
Non mi vanno giù, non mi vanno giù
Ma certe stronzate non mi vanno giù
Non mi vanno giù, non mi vanno giù

[Strofa 2]
Odio le stronzate da rapper, le dirette

Tutti sti capelli tinti, testi che non dicon niente
Testi come perdi sempre, perdi sangue serve un assorbente
Vi scambio per donne con tutte queste borsette
Io pazzo come Dexter sperando di morire a ventisette
Come Cobain, al massimo ventotto come Heath Ledger
Manco fosse una gara a chi tira prima le pene
Non ne esci indenne, come da casa mia
Questa ventenne, occhi rossi smalto nero lucente
Pensa di essere seducente
Penso a lei solo quando non penso a niente
Difficile tenere anche solo il suo nome a mente

[Ritornello]
E ho provato a fingere di sopportare tutto questo
Ma sono sempre poco credibile
Sarà che la pazienza non è nelle mie virtù
Ma certe stronzate non mi vanno giù
Non mi vanno giù, non mi vanno giù
Ma certe stronzate non mi vanno giù
Non mi vanno giù, non mi vanno giù

[Outro]
E ho provato a fingere di sopportare tutto questo
Ma sono sempre poco credibile
Sarà che la pazienza non è nelle mie virtù
Ma certe stronzate non mi vanno giù
Non mi vanno giù, non mi vanno giù
Ma certe stronzate non mi vanno giù
Non mi vanno giù, non mi vanno giù