Alkaline Cast Fatboy SSE In “Pretty Girl Team” Video: Watch




Fatboy SSE stars in Alkaline new video “Pretty Girl Team.”

The social media personality has been in Jamaica over the past week doing a number of projects that he is working on. Seems one of the gigs he did in reggae land was a roll in Alkaline new video for his dancehall banger “Pretty Girls Team.” The Young Chang-directed cut features Fatboy and Alkaline going up against each other with their all girls football teams.

The cut starts out with the Instagram star warming up his ladies while Alka strolls into the ball park like a real boss. The Vendetta “Pretty Girl Team” eventually win the match but all the ladies on both sides win in my eyes because they are all banging. Alkaline made headlines today for a different reason, his beef with longtime rival Tommy Lee Sparta. The two deejays have been going in on each other on Instagram since last night and now some dancehall fans are calling it a publicity stunt to bring more attention to their music.

Watch Alkaline new video “Pretty Girl Team” below.



Vybz Kartel Drops New Mama Anthem “Thank You Mama”




Vybz Kartel dedicates his new single to his mother, “Thank You Mama.”

The mama anthem was produced by Jones Ave Record, the same producer behind his viral hit “Mhm Hm.” “She cook me food that make me stronger / I got to testify that mommy I love you / Gave me all woh whats the charge / She said no cost, she said I love you you / Thank you mama,” Kartel deejay over an upbeat dancehall riddim.

Vybz Kartel told his fans at the end of the summer that he would be dropping a ton of new music leading up to the holiday season and he has been making good on his promise, dropping an average of two songs per week. He currently has around three songs in the top ten dancehall songs in Jamaica right now and this new track sounds like another hit for the Gazanation deejay.

Listen Vybz Kartel new song “Thank You Mama” below.

Chronixx Calls For Buju Banton Concert Promoted By Government


If Chronixx has his way then the government would promote a massive concert for Buju Banton when he is released next year.

The young reggae act made a surprised performance at Dubwise in St. Andrew last weekend where he calls for the Jamaican government to support reggae music, as well as, to host a massive concert for Buju Banton. “It is the number one export in this country,” Chronixx said about reggae/dancehall music.

“It’s the only thing that we export all year round. The city of London invite me the city of Kingston neva invite me to do a show yet, enuh,” the singer added. “They don’t think it’s worth it to say we are going to put in our budget $20 million for Buju Banton and Sizzla to perform.”

Buju Banton is a legend in reggae and dancehall music after starting out his career doing hardcore dancehall and later transitioned into Jamaica’s more conscious musical art form. The Grammy-winning reggae singer is currently serving a 10 year prison sentence for drug trafficking and will be released from prison at the end of next year. Buju was convicted in 2011 for three counts of drug trafficking and filed numerous appeals which he lost.

Do you think that the Jamaican government should fund a Buju Banton benefit concert when he is released?

Chronixx Building Schools In Jamaica and Ghana


Chronixx is using his own resources and his star power for a worthy cause.

The reggae singer announced on Instagram this week that he is building a school in Ghana and refurbishing another school in his homeland Jamaica. “We are now working with some of our elders of the Rastafari community and sisters like [Donisha] to make this into a possibility by JULY 2018,” he wrote.

Chronixx will be teaming up with Chakabars and Fuzeodg to raise $500,000 for the cause. “I’m teaming up with @chakabars and @fuseodg to raise $500,000,” he added. “We are building a school in #Ghana and launch a major refurbishing project at our Haile Selassie High School here in #payneland #jamaica. We are now working with some of our elders of the Rastafari community and sisters like @iamdonisha to make this into a possibility by JULY 2018. Visit @chakabars ig for more details…and stay tuned as we engage ourselves deeper into this noble initiative. All people within our global Rastafari and cultural community…Mek wi build some school…all a mi artiste and athlete and creative bredrin dem worldwide. Half a mil. #WeWillRiseTogether.”

You can contribute to the funds at Gofundme.com here. So far they have raised over 12,000 pounds.

Swipe left I’m teaming up with @chakabars and @fuseodg to raise $500,000. We are building a school in #Ghana and launch a major refurbishing project at our Haile Selassie High School here in #payneland #jamaica. We are now working with some of our elders of the Rastafari community and sisters like @iamdonisha to make this into a possibility by JULY 2018. Visit @chakabars ig for more details…and stay tuned as we engage ourselves deeper into this noble initiative. All people within our global Rastafari and cultural community…Mek wi build some school…all a mi artiste and athlete and creative bredrin dem worldwide. Half a mil. #WeWillRiseTogether

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Vanessa Bling On Cardi B Cosign “She always support my music”


Cardi B gave Vanessa Bling a big cosign last month when Offset drop a half a million dollar engagement ring on her finger.

Shortly after getting her ring, Cardi B posted a video showing off her 8-karat rock while listening to Vanessa Bling 2011 dancehall banger “Everything Fi Hold Him.” Bardi got a lot of shoutout from her Jamaican fan base for posting the clip and now she is getting some major props from Vanessa Bling herself.

“Cardi B always support my music even before she buss and get big in the music business,” Bling said. “I rate her and love how she’s a true hustler. She’s a real girl and I’m glad for her. I love how she never give up and always kept pushing for greatness.”

Cardi B is currently working on a collaboration with Vanessa Bling’s former mentor Vybz Kartel. The “Bodak Yellow” rapper was in Jamaica last week shooting a new music video with Rvssian and doing some recording for her upcoming album. Do you think Cardi B and Vanessa Bling should work on a collaboration?

Bling has been touring extensively Europe and Africa over the past couple of weeks and so far she said the journey has been great. She posted a pic of herself yesterday in Jerusalem praying. “Today is a happy day for me #Jerusalem this is where my Father was put to rest I only see this place on TV Christmas time. Now am here DEAR LORD I THANK YOU,” she wrote.

#cardib endorses #vanessabling #dancehall ?

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Vybz Kartel and Cardi B Collaboration Coming Soon Says Rvssian


Vybz Kartel and Cardi B dropping a new collaboration, producer Rvssian confirmed.

The “Bodak Yellow” rapper was in Jamaica last week to shoot a music video for the famed producer but seems that was not all she did in reggae land. There were some rumors floating around claiming that she visited Vybz Kartel in prison, but sources told us that did not happen. Instead, she spends some time at GeeJam villa where there is a studio and record some new music.

Over the weekend, Cardi B wrote on Instagram that Vybz Kartel is her favorite artist of all time. “I can cry @vybzkartel is my favorite artist of all time Me and my friends teenagehood was all about dancing to @vybzkartel #FreeVybz,” she wrote. She didn’t mention the new collaborative single, but what artist don’t want to work with their idol.

Rvssian and Vybz Kartel are again working on new music. Last week the longtime collaborators released the new hit single “Kremlin” featured on the producer’s new project, Moscow Riddim. The incarcerated deejay has cranked up the dial in the past two months by releasing a flurry of new singles including “Mhm Hm,” “Don’t Come Back,” and “Kremlin.”

#cardib and #rvssian in #Jamaica shooting a video

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Cardi B Flew To Jamaica To Shoot Video With Rvssian & Ozuma


Cardi B was in Jamaica this week to shoot a video with Rvssian and reggaeton artist Ozuma.

The “Bodak Yellow” rapper touched down in Jamrock on Wednesday via a private jet and we’re told that she was staying at the secluded GeeJam villa in Portland. Sources told us that the trio were shooting the video for the single “Sooner.” Cardi B announced via Instagram Live on Wednesday that she is on her way to Jamaica. “On my way to Jamaica!” she wrote sending her Jamaican fans into a frenzy.

On Friday, Rvssian posted a video clip on IG of himself and Cardi B hanging out on set the video shoot. “We in Jamaica,” Cardi B said. “We doing this video for sooner and its hotter than a motherf****.” In October, Rvssian posted a photo of himself, Card and Ozuma in the studio recording the new single.

“We shooting the video with Cardi B and Ozuna in Jamaica, so we bringing the culture to Jamaica,” the producer said. “And the song is a dancehall song. On the dancehall scene, I have two new juggling rhythms dropping in the next two weeks.”

Cardi B will be making a club appearance in New Orleans tonight.

#cardib and #rvssian in #Jamaica shooting a video

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Chris Brown – I Love Her Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh yeah

[Verse 1]
Baby, I know you gon’ blame me for every problem (na na no, yeah)
Know everybody got some skeletons in their closet (oh yeah, huh)
You’re always saying I don’t love you right? (I know you would, huh)
And now you looking for somebody that’s gon’ do you better
I know you fuck with bitches, hope they get you wetter
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I hope you niggas get some bitches in Jamaica
Me no gon’ deal with fuck freaky, just paper
I know you better, when we all alone
Fuck a text message or a letter, bitch, we grown
Bein’ sneaky and fuckin’ with a lame nigga
Live your life, bet you, you won’t be the same nigga

[Pre-Chorus]
They say haters be in they feelings
I’ve been a sucka for the love, gotta let it go
‘Cause I see that you love different
My homies always tryna tell me nigga, let her go

[Chorus]
But I love, I love her, I love her, I can’t let it go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I love, I love her, I can’t let it go (oh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’ma do what I got to do, baby
But I love, I love, I love her, I can’t let her go

[Verse 2]
When I lick the pussy, don’t hear talkin’
I’m not gonna, I’m gon’ haffi find a way out
You want that boxer right now, get me vexed, turn the lights down
Don’t let these girls fuck your head up
I wanna lick it so you tell your bitches I did my thing
Even though you said you wouldn’t say nothin’
Tryna get your bitches away from me
Pour up a eight up, I just light some

[Pre-Chorus]
They say haters be in they feelings
I’ve been a sucka for the love, gotta let it go
‘Cause I see that you love different
My homies always tryna tell me nigga, let her go

[Chorus]
But I love, I love her, I love her, I can’t let it go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I love, I love her, I can’t let it go (oh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’ma do what I got to do, baby
But I love, I love, I love her, I can’t let her go

Beenie Man Says Spice Is Not The New Queen Of Dancehall


Beenie Man says Spice is not the new queen of dancehall music at least not yet.

Earlier this tear, Spice crowned herself the new reigning queen of Jamaica’s dominant music genre, dancehall, a title previously held by Lady Saw who is now a gospel artist and a pastor. In 2015, Lady Saw relinquished her crown to become a Christian and she never looked back. She struggled with the transition for years before finally making her break-through. Since then no one stepped up to set on the throne at least not until this year when Spice stepped up to the plate.

There is no doubt that Spice has been a force in dancehall for the past few years, but is it enough to wear the crown for the queen of the dancehall? Beenie Man answered that question during an interview with Winford Williams on OnStage last weekend. “Well the queen of dancehall baptized now… Marion Hall [Lady Saw], the queen of dancehall baptized,” Beenie Man said. “So I am here to see the next queen to come.” When asked about Spice crowning herself, Beenie said, “Well she is the one that stepped up to the plate but that’s not how you become the queen.”

“Because if you’re going to take Lady Saw crown then you have to do what Lady Saw did like no disrespect, you can’t do less work and [want to be the queen],” Beenie added. The dancehall king lamented that Spice will have to elevate her career to the same heights as Lady Saw in order to gain the respect of the fans. “Becomes that artist that you know… she is Spice in Jamaica, she is Spice everywhere Jamaicans is, she is Spice everywhere Caribbean people is, she needs to be Spice where American and British people meet,” the Doc continues. “I am not talking about watching Instagram and talking about song, reaching the people ears the right way, being that artist that we can sit down in Jamaica and look on you on MTV and look on you on VH1 and say alright she has done it and she has reached that point. Because Lady Saw did it and she reached that point.”

Beenie Man added that Spice is more like the queen-elect, but still has more work to do to elevate her career to the next level.

Vybz Kartel “Kremlin” Lyrics


(Intro)
How them mean mi naan voice fi Rvssian (lough)
Yow Tarik yo hear the pu**y them?

(Verse 1)
Me and the toll alone a lock the road
Lyrics by the the factory load
Who borrow me style fi know say dem owe me pon the loan
We a mega star, so everything we do it haffi show
“Look he put in braces, look he just went to court”
It’s on entertainment report
How dem wah fi test the best weh eva come from Jamaica?
Dawg, that’s just a figment of unno imagination
Addi bad before father time a f**k mother nature
So me bad before the very beginning of creation
Gyal a gi me p*ssy, so me haffi bun the panty raper
Dawg, if you love the red so much, mek you no buy tomato
If you dream fi run the place, me tell you try no wake up!

(Chorus)
Kremlin a get dem out, Rvssian inna town
Addi have the crown, that’s how dynasties evolve
Represent a weh you from, Waterford enuh
Portmore a our drugs, Waterford enuh
Kremlin a get dem out, Rvssian inna town
Addi have the crown, that’s how dynasties evolve
Represent a weh you from, Waterford enuh
Portmore a our drugs, Waterford enuh

(Verse 2)
Cairo get a almanac, bet unno say Adidja
A go run the place all when me 50, what a caliber
Higher than the Dutch inna the coffee shop
So me trick the trickster with the dove inna the magic hat
Huh, see say dem a copy cat!
A no nothing that me a the prototype, the quintessential
Nuff a go drop out, the flex alone a gi dem indigestion
Peptobismal lock the pharmacy inna the pu**y section
While you there, wash yuh dutty heart with some disinfectant
Nah go tek you more than bout a hour, sixty, sixty seconds
Addi a the king, the boss, the don, me nah fi run election
Fittest of the fittest, call it natural selection

(Chorus)
Kremlin a get dem out, Rvssian inna town
Addi have the crown, that’s how dynasties evolve
Represent a weh you from, Waterford enuh
Portmore a our drugs, Waterford enuh
Kremlin a get dem out, Rvssian inna town
Addi have the crown, that’s how dynasties evolve
Represent a weh you from, Waterford enuh
Portmore a our drugs, Waterford enuh

(Repeat Verse 1)
Me and the toll alone a lock the road
Lyrics by the the factory load
Who borrow me style fi know say dem owe me pon the loan
We a mega star, so everything we do it haffi show
“Look he put in braces, look he just went to court”
It’s on entertainment report
How dem wah fi test the best weh eva come from Jamaica?
Dawg, that’s just a figment of unno imagination
Addi bad before father time a f*ck mother nature
So me bad before the very beginning of creation
Gyal a gi me p*ssy, so me haffi bun the panty raper
Dawg, if you love to red so much, mek you no buy tomato
If you dream fi run the place, me tell you try no wake up!

(Chorus)
Kremlin a get dem out, Rvssian inna town
Addi have the crown, that’s how dynasties evolve
Represent a weh you from, Waterford enuh
Portmore a our drugs, Waterford enuh
Kremlin a get dem out, Rvssian inna town
Addi have the crown, that’s how dynasties evolve
Represent a weh you from, Waterford enuh
Portmore a our drugs, Waterford enuh

Watch Vybz Kartel “Mhm Hm” Video


Vybz Kartel drop three music videos this weekend but perhaps the most anticipated of all of them is “Mhm Hm.”

The single went viral following its released last month and triggered a massive sales boast for oatmeal, peanuts and Suppligen in Jamaica, that’s the power of Vybz Kartel. The cut was directed by Dameon Gayle of Terminal 4 Media. Since round the end of the summer this year, Kartel released more than a dozen new singles, but this is a fan favorite. He also released another video for his single “Don’t Come Back.”

Vybz Kartel received some criticisms over the summer from some dancehall fans for not releasing enough new music. Now that he has responded to fans plea for more new material, they can’t get enough. “Mhm Hm” received close to 3.5 million views on YouTube in the first month of being released, clocking roughly 1 million views per week.

Yanique Curvy Diva responds To Christian Backlash


Yanique ‘Curvy Diva’ Barrett is defending herself amidst growing backlash from the Christian community.

The dancehall deejay/TV host has been getting some hear from Christians who are calling on her to change her lifestyle. Barrett says that this is not the first time that the Christian community is turning its attention towards her. In her defense, she is simply asking for a word of prayer rather than more judgments. “I had on clothes so for them to go so hard and tell me I need to find Jesus is too much,” she said. “Is weh dem know bout me and God.”

The Curvy Diva added that the not because she is a sex symbol means that she is lacking morals doesn’t have a relationship with god. She said regardless of the criticism, she will maintain her faith in god. “Sometimes, they just need to give me a break,” she added. “They are too hard, and sometimes things nuh called for. I have a relationship with God. I grew up Adventist, so regardless of being a dancehall artiste, I’ll always have that connection with God. I go to Church, but it’s not even about going to Church, it’s more about having a relationship with God. I pray before I go on a dancehall stage, and knowing that I have a relationship where I can call on God is more important to me than saying I’m a Christian or not.”

Yanique ‘Curvy Diva’ Barrett is currently getting ready to release the music video for her debut single “Lifestyle.” The video was shot in Jamaica last month and will premiere on Dancehallhiphop.com sometime soon.

Alkaline Accused Of Stealing Popcaan Style In New Song


Alkaline is being accused of stealing Popcaan‘s flow for his new song “Hard Tackle.”

Dancehall HipHop reported this week that Alkaline new song “Hard Tackle” is the top trending dancehall song on YouTube. The anti-haters anthem was released on Saturday and already it’s stirring up some controversies with Popcaan fans going on the attack claiming that the Vendetta boss bites his style from his 2016 hustle anthem “Nah Idle.”

Poppy injected a catchy line in the chorus “You cyaa just a idle, a idle, a idle, a idle / Granny tell mi say yo mouth need waan bible.” Fans are comparing that line to Alkaline’s chorus “That’s why me say hard tackle, hard tackle, Hard tackle, hard tackle / Life everyday is a hard battle.” Listening to the two songs you will hear a distinct difference, but the Unruly fans are adamant that their artist’s style was used by the Vendetta leader.

Alkaline fans are pushing back saying he would never copy Popcaan or any artists. “Alkaline on a different level from everyone and that is the truth about this music and some Jamaica people they are so fool,” one fan wrote. “Alkaline do everything in is own way to please his self and the vendetta families who show him love in everything that he do in music.”

Some fans are saying that there are more similarities between “Hard Tackle” and an old Mavado song “Gun Battle” than with Popcaan “Nah Idle.” In fact, Popcaan was widely criticized by Vendetta fans last year for stealing Alkaline’s “New Level Unlocked.” Listen to the two songs below and make your own judgment.

Rick Ross – TipToe’N Lyrics


(Chorus)
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
Hope you don’t speak to me, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
Hope you don’t speak to me, hope you don’t speak to me

(Verse 1)
Flowers for the b**ches, bottles for my dawgs
I got coupes in the yard, so I f**k ’em all
I got Bally’s on my feet, the money on my mind
All year we run around like it’s the summertime
Ship my Bentley to Jamaica, “what the bumbaclot?”
My b**ch dressed to the floor, that pu**y Rastafari
Top shotta told me, “(shut it for a batty boy)”
Kidnapping charges, walk up in the with John Gotti’s lawyer
I’m tiptoe’n out the court, hope you don’t speak to me
Just respect a ni**a name or die peacefully
I don’t f**k with sucka’ ni**as, that’s the other side
And they still do B&E, that’s on my brotha side

(Chorus)
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
Hope you don’t speak to me, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
Hope you don’t speak to me, hope you don’t speak to me

(Verse 2)
The b**ches for the playas, guns for the goonies
I’m addicted to this way, I’m accustomed to movie
Cigars in the mornin’, lobsters and the omelette
Your vibe not the vibe if money not the topic
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hop in the 650
Got another young ni**a gettin’ rich with me
I’m flossing just to floss, I hustle to the core
I said the biggest boss, I always wanted more
Real estate, you gotta’ see a ni**a gates
(?) in the pen, cell phones on his waist
You know the streets will come all hell up in the ‘fits
I went and got the stick, they said it’s hit or miss
I’m still f**kin’ b**ches out the magazine
Better log-on young ni**as havin’ things
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, ni**a
I bumped into Carmelo in the Wraith, ni**a

(Chorus)
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
Hope you don’t speak to me, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
Hope you don’t speak to me, hope you don’t speak to me

(Verse 3)
Touch a couple dollars, time to pay your taxes
Keep another seven figures in a pissy mattress
Forbes list, five years, ni**as started clappin’
Feds indicted half the city so I started rappin’
Her baby-daddy went to prison, shorty started strippin’
Then I got a pint of sirrup and we started sippin’
I pull up in a Wraith, them b**ches saw the difference
Stop dissin’ pu**y ni**as, ain’t no competition
When you pull up to the crib you see the waterfalls
You would think that I produced TLC Waterfalls
Them boys was sellin’ crack while they was smokin’ speed
This only type of profit come from overseas

(Chorus)
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
Hope you don’t speak to me, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
I’m tiptoe’n out the bank, hope you don’t speak to me
Hope you don’t speak to me, hope you don’t speak to me

Vybz Kartel Previews Videos For “Mhm Hm” & “Don’t Come Back”


Vybz Kartel gave fans a preview of his upcoming music videos “Mhm Hm” and “Don’t Come Back.”

Kartel dropped the catchy single “Mhm Hm” last month and immediately he gripped dancehall with his infectious flow. The track shot to number one in Jamaica the first day of it’s released and quickly reached three million views on YouTube in three weeks with having an official video.

The single “Don’t Come Back” arrived two weeks after “Mhm Hm” and that track too was an instant hit. “Don’t Come Back” is a track about his baby mama Shorty although Vybz Kartel never confirmed the rumors. The video for “Mhm Hm” was directed by Terminal 4 Media and produced by Jones Ave Records, who also produced the track. The clip stays true to the theme of the song. “Get the oats, mhm / Get the Supligen, mhm hm / Get the nuts, mhm / Get the nutmeg, mhm hm / Blend it up, mhm / Turn it a your head, mhm hm,” Kartel deejay.

Vybz Kartel is currently dropping around a song per week and so far almost all of them have been hits.

#vybzkartel new video #mhmhm coming this weekend

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#vybzkartel don’t come back video coming soon

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Gucci Mane’s Wife Keyshia Ka’Oir Shot Back At Critics


Gucci Mane‘s wife Keyshia Ka’Oir is already feeling the hate on social media.

The couple tied the knot in a lavish wedding ceremony on Tuesday night in Miami. The $1.7 million wedding was broadcast live on BET and millions of fans tuned in. The couple are now on their honeymoon but Keyshia Ka’Oir had to deal with some social media trolls who started rumors about her having three kids in Jamaica. One female even posted a video on Twitter claiming that she is her sister and did not get an invitation to her wedding.

“I do not have three kids in Jamaica,” she tweeted, before adding in a second tweet, “I do not have a sister !!! I’m the only girl! I have 3 brothers and one is dead!.” Ka’oir was born in St. Thomas, Jamaica before migrating to the United States. Before she started dating Gucci Mane, she was a video model and head of her own cosmetic company.

Gucci Mane and Keyshia Ka’oir also landed their own reality TV show on BET and the wedding night premier of the show is now the number one cable series premiere so far this year. Guwop has been showering his new bride with gifts including a Rolls Royce Wraith and some expensive jewelries. Gucci proposed to Ka’oir last year at a Atlanta Hawks NBA game. The rapper planned the whole thing out including the time when the pair would appear on the jumbotron. The past year has been hugely successful for Gucci Man who has released four albums already since his release from prison last year. He also released his auto-biography last month to rave reviews.

I DO NOT HAVE THREE KIDS IN JAMAICA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

— Keyshia Ka'oir Davis (@KeyshiaKaoir) October 19, 2017

I DO NOT HAVE A SISTER !!! I'M THE ONLY GIRL! I HAVE 3 BROTHERS & ONE IS DEAD!

— Keyshia Ka'oir Davis (@KeyshiaKaoir) October 19, 2017

Say what nowwwwwwww? pic.twitter.com/O2J4lnGDPb

— Keyshia Ka'oir Davis (@KeyshiaKaoir) October 19, 2017

Vybz Kartel’s “Mhm Hm” Hit 3 Million Views In Less Than A Month


Vybz Kartel single “Mhm Hm” is the hottest new single in dancehall currently and has already hit three million views in less than a month.

It’s been three weeks since Vybz Kartel drop the infectious new single and already it’s the most popular song in dancehall both in Jamaica and overseas. The track is currently clocking around a million views on YouTube per week and showing no signs of slowing down. Kartel’s team is currently shooting the visuals for the song which will arrive later this month.

“We are shooting that video now so you can expect it late October,” sources told Dancehallhiphop.com. “The video will be fun just like the single is fun and catchy. Right now ‘Mhm Hm’ is the most requested song in parties and on radios. You can say that this will be the biggest dancehall song of the year. No other have a song that gain so much traction so fast this year.”

Aidonia fans might not agree with that assessment since his single “Yeah Yeah” is also a monster hit this year and gain a lot of traction in dancehall very fast.

Bunny Wailer to be Honored With Order Of Merit


On October 16th, Bunny Wailer is slated to receive the Order of Merit at Kings House in Kingston for his influence in pioneering reggae music.

This is Bunny Wailer’s third National Honor by the Jamaican government, however, this is more significant since it is the third highest honor granted in Jamaica by the state. In an interview with the Observer, Wailer expressed his gratitude. “I did not expect it, but knew it was something that ones spoke to me about being due based of the vastness of my contribution and my focus on preserving the legacy of The Wailers, not only to the music but to the Rastafari culture and community,” he said. “It is growing on me as my greatest recognition. It’s like getting that final PhD.”

Peter Tosh, Bob Marley along with Wailer formed The Wailers in 1963, but it wasn’t until 1972 that the group got their big break and landed a contract with Island Records. Some of The Wailers top songs includes “Natty Dread,” “I shot the Sheriff,” and “Get Up Stand Up.” Bunny Wailer left the group in 1974 and went on to acquire the surname Wailer.

The reggae legen went on to win Grammy awards for his 1996 for the album Time Will Tell: A Tribute to Bob Marley,’ 1995 ‘Crucial! Roots Classics’ and 1997 ‘Hall of Fame: A Tribute to Bob Marley ‘s 50th Anniversary (RAS).’ Some of Bunny Wailer’s most popular singles includes ‘Jammins’, ‘Collyman’, ‘Dancing Shoes’ and ‘Bald Head Jesus’.

As one of the founding member of the Wailer and only Survivor of the group Bunny has contributed a lot to Jamaica music. The group began in a time when political warfare’s was on the rampage and their songs spoke a lot about equal rights and justice which had a huge impact socially in Jamaica back then. Their message of peace and love in their music would help them to become global icons in music.

Vybz Kartel “Mhm Hm” Gave Foska Oats and Suppligen Big Sales Boost

Vybz Kartel currently has a grip on dancehall with his new single “Mhm Hm” and now Foska Oats and Suppligen are getting a big sales boost from the single.

Since dropping the single last month, “Mhm Hm” became an instant hit for Vybz Kartel and a couple lines in the single got corporate Jamaica beaming. “Get the oats, mhm / Get the Supligen, mhm hm / Get the nuts, mhm / Get the nutmeg, mhm hm / Blend it up, mhm / Turn it a your head, mhm hm / Get a gyal and just go get your children,” Karyel deejay over a beat produced by Jones Ave Records.

Dancehall fans have been posting images of their Foska Oats and Suppligen on Instagram in reference to the lyrics of the song. “Right now Foska and Nestle owe Vybz Kartel millions for this big sales boost,” a rep for the incarcerated deejay told Dancehall HipHop. “The only reason why corporate Jamaica is not going for Kartel right now is because he is behind bars. This is the one man who can get your products sell and they know that, but hopefully we can win this appeal and make the boss do road.”

Back in 2009, Vybz Kartel triggered a massive boost in sales for Clarks shoe when he released a song titled “Clarks” with Popcaan and Vanessa Bling. That track went on to become a massive global hit for the deejay and triggered the biggest growth in sales that the British shoe brand has ever seen. Unfortunately, it didn’t earn him any endorsement deal from Clarks, but it was enough to push him to launch his own ventures such as a line of rum and other products like condoms and deodorant.

Trippie Redd – Rack City-Love Scars 2 (feat. Foreverantipop & Chris King)

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Ooh, ayy
14, 14, 14, babe yeah

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd}
In rack city counting up a four
I was trapping, getting it by my ‘lone
Rocket got them pints for the low
Chris got the rocket, he gon’ blow
Murder what she wrote
We came through and took her soul
She want that dick then she get boned
Rack city blowing dope, bitch
She off the molly and the coke, bitch
You wan’ touch then you get poked, bitch
Run my hood like the pope pope, bitch

[Verse 2: FOREVER ANTi PoP]
They thought I was dead but I’m still alive
I just needed time to relax bitch
I just needed time, now I’m back bitch
The money coming faster than it ever did
Please play this at my funeral
If I die tomorrow tell my mama that I’m sorry for the life I chose
But this the life I chose
Mama I’m sorry
This is the life for me
Nobody loves me but me
Nobody loves me but me
I fucked my girl last week
Told her get on her knees
Then she sucked on my D
Then that bitch hit the streets, she ain’t fuckin’ with me

[Interlude: Trippie Redd & FOREVER ANTi PoP]
No more, no more, no more, no more
No more, no more, no more, no more

[Verse 3: Chris King]
I see more tombstones than the undertaker
And if we fuck now we can’t cuddle later
The chopper make roaches scatter, fuck a huddle breaker
This MAC, I aim it at your face, I cannot make up
Brrat, I got the pounds and that ain’t from Jamaica
Smoke, this thing I’m shooting fuck up god’s creation
Ah, you the best, who am I replacing
Woah, oh that’s a vest? well it’s your mind I’m aimed at
Scars of love from warfare with automatics
Bullets burn like lava, chopper spitting volcanic
Codeine and percocets, spend a kidney and a liver
Stupid bitch fuck me over, I get it, I still miss her woah

[Outro: Trippie Redd]
In rack city counting up a four
I was trapping, getting it by my ‘lone

Busta Rhymes – Girlfriend (feat. Tory Lanez & Vybz Kartel)

[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayo this shit sound like
This shit sound like the welcome music when you just landed in Kingston, Jamaica on a private nigga!
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let it go girlfriend
Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air ( show em!) and let em’ know girlfriend

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Mommy on the dance floor she shake for me
Okra , steam fish prepare for me
Introduce her to my mother in another country (Fuck no!)
Make sure you never test me
Two branch chop off
Boil up the sensi
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Selector dem a play tune and me a MC
Or nah! Or nah! a Or nah me say Or nah !
All a the gyal them weh a dance u need fi go slow
Yeah yeah
Mom inna me section she a undress for me
In case you don’t, everything bless for me, Yeah!
Boof Baaf! beat a little boy carefully Koof Kaaf!
Beg you to watch here for me
Shoot that!
Gyal pull down your brazier for me
A you that ?

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let it go girlfriend
Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air ( show em!) and let em’ know girlfriend

[Verse 2: Vybz Kartel]
Nicki Minaj booty squeeze it
Bet you say you love stew peas
Riri she have a fat coochie
Beyonce, big up Jay-Z
Ten gyal inna me Benz
Is a Sex-UV
Fuck pan the seat make the bedroom sleep
Plug in me matic fi go on the street
Look out the window, fucking police
Dawg oh no, who called the po-po that’s a no no
Me soon know who dweet
Loud with the weed me nuh care who see it
Busta which gyal that ? Who she ?
Babes ya forward ?

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let it go girlfriend
Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air ( show em!) and let em’ know girlfriend

Verse 3: Tory Lanez

[]

Chorus (Busta Rhymes):
Now let it go girlfriend
Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air ( show em!) and let em’ know girlfriend

[Verse 4: Busta Rhymes]
[]

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let it go girlfriend
Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air ( show em!) and let em’ know girlfriend

[Outro: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
You can’t tell me this shit don’t feel like vacation
This shit feel like vacation nigga!

President Trump Uses Usain Bolt To Justify Beef With NFL Players Over National Anthem

President Trump is now using the great legend Usain Bolt as a means to justify his beef with NFL players over the national anthem.

In case you have been living off the grid for a while, last weekend Trump ignite another firestorm at a political rally when he bashed NFL players who kneel during the playing of the national anthem, calling them SOBs. There has been widespread backlash over his statement and he has been tweeting about it since last weekend.

His latest tweet is a video of Usain Bolt at The London 2012 Summer Olympics where he was doing an interview after winning a gold medal. Bolt stopped the interview while the national anthem of the United States was being played so he could stand and pay respect. “Even Usain Bolt from Jamaica, one of the greatest runners and athletes of all time, showed RESPECT for our National Anthem!” Trump wrote on Twitter in his latest campaign against the NFL players who take a knee during the national anthem.

Usain Bolt immediately became a trending topic on Twitter and a lot of his fans are saying that he shouldn’t be dragged into this.

Even Usain Bolt from Jamaica, one of the greatest runners and athletes of all time, showed RESPECT for our National Anthem! ???? pic.twitter.com/zkenuAP9RS

— Donald J. Trump (@realDonaldTrump) September 27, 2017

During an interview with ESPN last year September, Usain Bolt spoke about Colin Kaepernick who started the take a knee protest movement in the NFL. “Everyone has the right to their own opinion,” Bolt said. “If you feel strongly about something and you want to voice your opinion, I feel it’s your right, so, that’s how I look at it because that’s how life is.”

Internet: "What does Usain Bolt have to do with protesting against US police brutality?"

Trump: "Uh, he's a black athlete?" ????

— Jake Watt (@JakeChatty) September 27, 2017

94 degrees in Puerto Rico. 44% of these people have no water.

Donald Trump is tweeting about Usain Bolt respecting the US national anthem.

— Michael (@Schmutzie_) September 27, 2017

Another fun fact about Usain Bolt: he was able to win without help from the Russians!

— Magic (@mmagic_mman) September 27, 2017

Damian Marley Talks JAY-Z Singing Jacob Miller On “BAM” Demo

Damian Marley got a chance to be a part of history when JAY-Z contacted him to be a part of his landmark “4:44” album.

The dancehall legend appeared on the single “BAM” which sampled Sister Nancy classic dancehall banger “Bam Bam” and Jacob Miller’s classic “Tenement Yard.” Speaking with VLAD, Junior Gong said when JAY-Z played him the hook he didn’t even know it was him. “Jay has the hook already he knew what he wanted for it, his voice was the demo,” Marley said. “I didn’t even realize it was him because I was like who is that and he said it’s me and I was like really.”

He did admit that JAY-Z is definitely not a singer but he was impressed. Damian Marley also said that Hov played the entire “4:44” album for him in the studio and he was very impressed just like the rest of the hip hop community was when the project finally dropped. The two music legends then went to Jamaica to shoot the visuals for the single and Damian Marley detailed how JAY-Z sent a private jet to him in Africa to fly him back to Kingston for the video.

“We did the song out in Los Angeles and then, of course, he wanted visuals to support it,” Gong added. “I was actually in Africa on tour, I was in Ethiopia and he actually sent a plane to come get and fly me straight from Ethiopia to Jamaica, so that was kind of cook. It was a great experience I had fun showing him around we were in Jamaica for two days really showing him around Trench Town, took him to Hellshire Beach and we spent an evening at Tuff Gong Studio in Jamaica so it was cool.”

Damian Marley said the people in Trench Town where his father Bob Marley grew up loved JAY-Z. Junior Gong new album Stony Hill is currently available.

Watch Kyla & Popcaan New Video “You Ain’t Mine”

R&B singer Kyla travels to Jamaica to link up with her collaborator Popcaan for the “You Ain’t Mine” video.

The track has been doing well among dancehall fans overseas since it’s release earlier this month. The Philippines singer travels to Jamaica recently to shoot the video with director Lil Internet. The cut shows some breathtaking video of the island mountain side and the ocean. The clip starts out with Kyla showing off her banging body before linking up with Popcaan later in the night. Some local dancers also show off their dance moves.

Kyla career has been blowing up since last year when Drake sampled her 2008 funky single “Do You Mind?” for his dancehall banger “One Dance.” That track was one of the biggest song on the planet last year and could go down as one of the biggest hits of both their careers. Her newest hit “You Ain’t Mine” is with dancehall great Popcaan and we will be watching this track closely to see how well is does. This marks the second time that the R&B singer is working with the Unruly Boss.

AZEALIA BANKS – Chi Chi lyrics

Hands up, it’s a hold up
Keep them pies hot nigga, pack the heater in the holster
Slip the clip in and pop it, they tried to G me on the quota
I could picture ya noggin’ rockin’, you peasy on the corner
I stretch it with the soda
Whip the cream to the top, pot Betty with the shoulder
Got the keys to the drop top, but I’m in the Rover
Keep them fiends on that clock, clock, came to get the dough up

Niggas, I be wildin’ for that cheddar, for that paper
Island hoppin’ in Bahamas, helicopter to Jamaica
Puerto Rican papi got that product and that peso
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo
You know I’m about it, every dollar on the pay roll
Tell ’em niggas we be grindin’ till the motherfuckin’ day o’er
Bet you read about it, bet you plottin’, bet you hatin’
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the –

Hear my Lexus purr, I just crept to jers
Got genuine leather interi and my texture fur
Icy bezel, I’m freezy and my necklace splurge
Watch me run up on them niggas with that tech and burst
Now niggas wreck their dough for my X and O
La Perla provocateur lace, I feed ’em sex and blow
Chi Chi got it from some gualas in Calexico
Click-c-click, blam, you be next to go

Sittin’ in the drop-top
Got money in my pocket, drugs in the glove box
I don’t even like ya
(Don’t wanna be nothin’ near like ya)
All of my bitches get money they made
All of my niggas is handsome with waves
All of these rappers is pussy
You heard they be stuntin’ on wax but they really afraid
You a hi-top with a cut on your fade
Harlem shake in the midde with a fuckin’ parade
Told you to put some respect on my name
And stop talkin’ that shit, put that check on my name
Uh, put the check in my name
Weather advisor, we can’t stop the rain
I do not have time to entertain lames
Won’t say no names ’cause I won’t give you fames
Gang-gang-gang-gang, bang-bang-bang-bang
My niggas gorillas and orangutans
Live from the zoo, this the new 212
When I move with the crew, y’all bird niggas can’t hang

Niggas, I be wildin’ for that cheddar, for that paper
Island hoppin’ in Bahamas, helicopter to Jamaica
Puerto Rican papi got that product and that peso
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo
You know I’m about it, every dollar on the pay roll
Tell ’em niggas we be grindin’ till the motherfuckin’ day o’er
Bet you read about it, bet you plottin’, bet you hatin’
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo

Azealia Banks – Chi Chi lyrics

Hands up, it’s a hold up
Keep them pies hot nigga, pack the heater in the holster
Slip the clip in and pop it, they tried to G me on the quota
I could picture ya noggin’ rockin’, you peasy on the corner
I stretch it with the soda
Whip the cream to the top, pot Betty with the shoulder
Got the keys to the drop top, but I’m in the Rover
Keep them fiends on that clock, clock, came to get the dough up

Niggas, I be wildin’ for that cheddar, for that paper
Island hoppin’ in Bahamas, helicopter to Jamaica
Puerto Rican papi got that product and that peso
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo
You know I’m about it, every dollar on the pay roll
Tell ’em niggas we be grindin’ till the motherfuckin’ day o’er
Bet you read about it, bet you plottin’, bet you hatin’
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the –

Hear my Lexus purr, I just crept to jers
Got genuine leather interi and my texture fur
Icy bezel, I’m freezy and my necklace splurge
Watch me run up on them niggas with that tech and burst
Now niggas wreck their dough for my X and O
La Perla provocateur lace, I feed ’em sex and blow
Chi Chi got it from some gualas in Calexico
Click-c-click, blam, you be next to go

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Sittin’ in the drop-top
Got money in my pocket, drugs in the glove box
I don’t even like ya
(Don’t wanna be nothin’ near like ya)
All of my bitches get money they made
All of my niggas is handsome with waves
All of these rappers is pussy
You heard they be stuntin’ on wax but they really afraid
You a hi-top with a cut on your fade
Harlem shake in the midde with a fuckin’ parade
Told you to put some respect on my name
And stop talkin’ that shit, put that check on my name
Uh, put the check in my name
Weather advisor, we can’t stop the rain
I do not have time to entertain lames
Won’t say no names ’cause I won’t give you fames
Gang-gang-gang-gang, bang-bang-bang-bang
My niggas gorillas and orangutans
Live from the zoo, this the new 212
When I move with the crew, y’all bird niggas can’t hang

Niggas, I be wildin’ for that cheddar, for that paper
Island hoppin’ in Bahamas, helicopter to Jamaica
Puerto Rican papi got that product and that peso
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo
You know I’m about it, every dollar on the pay roll
Tell ’em niggas we be grindin’ till the motherfuckin’ day o’er
Bet you read about it, bet you plottin’, bet you hatin’
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo

The heart part 4 – Kendrick Lamar lyrics

Lyrics Kendrick Lamar – The heart part 4

Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you.(the heart part 4)

Thirty millions later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Travel ’round the atlas in this spaceship
Candy-coated, my day shift’s
Been devoted to f*ckin’ up bundles of paper
Pi equals three-fourteen
The devil’s pie is big enough to justify the whole thing
Wait up, lampin’ in Jamaica versuri-lyrics.info
The clouds turnin’, my thoughts turnin’
Burnin’ castor oil, I been determined to make an earnin’
This seed in this soil is classified
I’m satisfied when I strategize my kid’s future
I ain’t sanctified enough to say that I won’t shoot ya
I done vandalized the industry full circuit
The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you know versus this
Scum of a land that transcend two surfaces
The richer the poorer, the bigger the picture
The more blood pours, but..(the heart part 4)

Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you.

My fans can’t wait for me to son ya punk-ass
And crush ya whole lil’ shit
I’ll Big Pun ya punk-ass, you a scared little b*tch
Tiptoein’ around my name, nigga, you lame
And when I get at you, homie
Don’t you just tell me you was just playin’
Oh, I was just playin’, K-Dot
C’mon, you know a nigga rock with you, bro
Shut the f*ck up, you sound like the last nigga I know
Might end up like the last nigga I know
Oh, you don’t wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, head on the floor
Hoppin’ out before the vehicle crash, I’m on a roll
Yellin’, “One, two, three, four, five
I am the greatest rapper alive!”
So damn great, motherf*cker, I’ve died
What you hearin’ now is a paranormal vibe
House on the hill, house on the beach, nigga (facts)
A condo in Compton, I’m still in reach, nigga (facts)
I’m fresh out the water, I’m ’bout to breach, nigga
The five-foot giant woke up out of his sleep, nigga
Oh yeah, oh yeah, mo’ cars, mo’ leers
Mo’ bars, no peers, no scars, no fear—f*ck y’all, sincere
I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers
You know what the risk is
Earthed in ditches, your body revertin’ to stiffness
The whole world gone mad
Bodies is addin’ up, market’s about to crash
Niggas is fake rich, b*tches is fake bad
Blacks that act white, whites that do the dab
Donald Trump is a chump
Know how we feel, punk? Tell ’em that God comin’
And Russia need a replay button, y’all up to somethin’
Electorial votes look like memorial votes
But America’s truth ain’t ignorin’ the votes
It’s blasphemy, how many gon’ blast for me?
I prophesized on my last song, you laughed at me
Oh, when the shit get brackin’, don’t you ask for me
How many leaders gon’ tell you the truth after me?
G Malone big bro, kudos to him
I was two O’s from a M, tryna be big as Em
Thirty millions later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, fame and lawsuits
You lookin’ at me in Chucks, I’m lookin’ at y’all suits
Me and Top Dawg playin’ rock-paper-scissors in court
A real hustler lose money just to go get some more
I said it’s like that, drop one classic, came right back
‘Nother classic, right back
My next album, the whole industry on the ice pack
With TOC, you see the flames
In my E-Y-E’s; it’s not a game
And the whole world is goin’ mad, daddy, it’s sad, daddy
My only advice? Go and get you a bag, daddy
Lee Baca on trial, tryna portray a boxer
Beatin’ up on my niggas while the CO’s watch him
Tables turned, lesson learned, my best look
You jumped sides on me, now you ’bout to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate with your team and let victory vouch you
Just know, the next game played I might slap the shit out you
Technical foul, I’m flagrant, I’m foul
They throwin’ me out, you throw in the towel
Look at the crowd, they— (Nah, I don’t like that)
Look at my smile, I’m smirkin’
Calm but urgent (That ain’t the style, f*ck!)
So many verses, you live in denial (f*ck!)
So many verses, I never run out (What?)
You makin’ him nervous, the music is loud
Ho, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit yo’ punk ass down!
(Sit yo’ punk ass down!)
So that means you ain’t bigger than rapping (What else?)
So that means no more playin’ the back scenes (What else?)
My spot is solidified if you ask me (What else?)
My name is identified as “That King”
I’ll let y’all worry about a list, I’m on some other shit
A difference between accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y’all got ’til April the 7th to get y’all shit together.(the heart part 4)

Let’s get it
Look, look
On foenemmm.
Kendrick Lamar lyrics
Video part 4

KENDRICK LAMAR – The Heart Part 4 lyrics

Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

30 millions later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Travel round the atlas in this spaceship candy-coated
My day shift’s been devoted to fuckin’ up bundles of paper
Pi equals 3.14
The devil’s pie is big enough to justify the whole thing
Wait up
Lampin’ in Jamaica, the cloud’s turnin’, my thought’s turnin’
Burnin’ castor oil, I been determined to make an earnin’
This seed in this soil is classified
I’m satisfied when I strategize my kid’s future
I ain’t sanctified enough to say that I won’t shoot ya
I done vandalized the industry full circuit
The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you know versus this
Scum of a land that transcends two surfaces
The richer the poorer, the bigger the picture
The more blood pours, but…

Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

My fans can’t wait for me to son ya punk ass and crush your whole lil shit
I’ll Big Pun ya punk ass, you a scared little bitch
Tiptoein’ around my name, nigga ya lame
And when I get at you homie don’t you just tell me you was just playin’
Oh I was just playin’ with you K-Dot, c’mon
You know a nigga rock with you, bro
Shut the fuck up, you sound like the last nigga I know
Might end up like the last nigga I know
Oh you don’t wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, head on the floor
Hoppin’ out before the vehicle crash, I’m on a roll
Yellin’, “1, 2, 3, 4, 5
I am the greatest rapper alive”
So damn great motherfucker I’ve died
What you hearin’ now is a paranormal vibe
House on the hill, house on the beach nigga (facts)
A condo in Compton, I’m still in reach nigga (facts)
I’m fresh out the water I’m ’bout to breach nigga
The five foot giant woke up out of his sleep nigga
Oh yeah, oh yeah, more cars, more leers
More bars, no peers, no scars, no fear, fuck y’all, sincere
I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers, you know what the risk is
Earth indigenous, ya body reverting to stiffness
The whole world goin’ mad
Bodies is adding up, market’s about to crash
Niggas is fake rich, bitches is fake bad
Blacks that act white, Whites that do the dab
Donald Trump is a chump, know how we feel, punk
Tell ’em that God comin’
And Russia need a replay button, y’all up to somethin’
Electorial votes look like memorial votes
But America’s truth ain’t ignorin’ the votes
It’s blasphemy, how many gon’ blast for me?
I prophesied on my last song, you laughed at me
Oh when the shit get brackin’, don’t you ask for me
How many leaders gon’ tell you the truth after me?
G Malone big bro, kudos to him
I was 2 Os from an M, tryna be big as Em
30 millions later my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, fame and lawsuits
You looking at me in Chucks, I’m looking at y’all suits
Me and Top Dawg playing rock, papers, scissors in court
And real hustler lose money just to go get some more
I said it’s like that, drop one classic, came right back
‘Nother classic, right back
My next album, the whole industry on the ice pack
With TOC
You see the flames and my E-Y-E’s
It’s not a game and the whole world is going mad, daddy
It’s sad, daddy
My only advice? Go and get you a bag daddy
Lee Baca, on trail tryin’ portray a boxer
Beatin’ up on my niggas while the COs watch ’em
Tables turn, lesson learned, my best look
You jumped sides on me, now you ’bout to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate with your team and let victory vouch you
Just know the next game played, I might slap the shit out you
Technical foul, I’m flagrant, I’m fouled
They throwin’ me out, you throwin’ the towel
Look at the crowd, they (nah, I don’t like that)
Look at my smile, I’m smirking
Calm but urgent (that ain’t the style, fuck)
So many verses, you live in denial (fuck)
So many verses, I never run out, what?
You making him nervous, the music is loud
Hoe, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit your punk ass down (sit yo’ punk ass down)
So that means you ain’t bigger than rapping (what else?)
So that means no more playing the backseats (what else?)
My spot is solidified if you ask me (what else?)
My name is identified as “that king”
I’ll let y’all worry about a list, I’m on some other shit
A difference between accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y’all got till April the 7th to get ya’ll shit together

Lets get it!
Look look, on foenem…

Kendrick Lamar – The Heart Part 4

[Chorus]
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

[Verse 1]
30 millions later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Travel round the atlas in this spaceship candy-coated
My day shift’s been devoted to fuckin’ up bundles of paper
Pi equals 3.14
The devil’s pie is big enough to justify the whole thing
Wait up
Lampin’ in Jamaica, the cloud’s turnin’, my thought’s turnin’
Burnin’ castor oil, I been determined to make an earnin’
This seed in this soil is classified
I’m satisfied when I strategize my kid’s future
I ain’t sanctified enough to say that I won’t shoot ya
I done vandalized the industry full circuit
The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you know versus this
Scum of a land that transcend two surfaces
The richer the poorer, the bigger the picture
The more blood pours, but…

[Chorus]
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

[Verse 2]
My fans can’t wait for me to son ya punk ass and crush your whole lil shit
I’ll Big Pun ya punk ass, you a scared little bitch
Tiptoein’ around my name, nigga, ya lame
And when I get at you, homie, don’t you just tell me you was just playin’
Oh I was just playin’ with you K-Dot, c’mon
You know a nigga rock with you, bro
Shut the fuck up, you sound like the last nigga I know
Might end up like the last nigga I know
Oh, you don’t wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, head on the floor
Hoppin’ out before the vehicle crash, I’m on a roll
Yellin’, "One, two, three, four, five
I am the greatest rapper alive"
So damn great, motherfucker, I’ve died
What you hearin’ now is a paranormal vibe
House on the hill, house on the beach, nigga (facts)
A condo in Compton, I’m still in reach, nigga (facts)
I’m fresh out the water I’m ’bout to breach, nigga
The five-foot giant woke up out of his sleep, nigga
Oh yeah, oh yeah, more cars, more leers
More bars, no peers, no scars, no fear, fuck y’all, sincere
I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers, you know what the risk is
Earth indigenous, ya body reverting to stiffness
The whole world goin’ mad
Bodies is adding up, market’s about to crash
Niggas is fake rich, bitches is fake bad
Blacks that act white, whites that do the dab
Donald Trump is a chump, know how we feel, punk
Tell ’em that God comin’
And Russia need a replay button, y’all up to somethin’
Electorial votes look like memorial votes
But America’s truth ain’t ignorin’ the votes
It’s blasphemy, how many gon’ blast for me?
I prophesied on my last song, you laughed at me
Oh, when the shit get brackin’, don’t you ask for me
How many leaders gon’ tell you the truth after me?
G Malone big bro, kudos to him
I was 2 Os from a M, tryna be big as Em
30 millions later my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, fame and lawsuits
You looking at me in Chucks, I’m looking at y’all suits
Me and Top Dawg playing rock-paper-scissors in court
And real hustler lose money just to go get some more
I said it’s like that, drop one classic, came right back
‘Nother classic, right back
My next album, the whole industry on the ice pack
With TOC
You see the flames and my E-Y-E’s
It’s not a game and the whole world is going mad, daddy
It’s sad, daddy
My only advice? Go and get you a bag, daddy
Lee Baca, on trial tryna portray a boxer
Beatin’ up on my niggas while the COs watch ’em
Tables turned, lesson learned, my best look
You jumped sides on me, now you ’bout to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate with your team and let victory vouch you
Just know the next game played, I might slap the shit out you
Technical foul, I’m flagrant, I’m foul
They throwin’ me out, you throw in the towel
Look at the crowd, they (Nah, I don’t like that)
Look at my smile, I’m smirking
Calm but urgent (That ain’t the style, fuck)
So many verses, you live in denial (Fuck)
So many verses, I never run out, what?
You making him nervous, the music is loud
Hoe, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit your punk ass down (Sit yo’ punk ass down)
So that means you ain’t bigger than rapping (What else?)
So that means no more playing the backseats (What else?)
My spot is solidified if you ask me (What else?)
My name is identified as "that king"
I’ll let y’all worry about a list, I’m on some other shit
A difference between accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y’all got ’til April the 7th to get ya’ll shit together

[Outro]
Let’s get it!
Look look, on foenem

Snow – Informer

[CHORUS:]
Informer
You know say daddy me snow me-a (gonna) blame
A licky boom-boom down
‘Tective man he say, say Daddy Me Snow me stab someone down the lane
A licky boom-boom down

Police-a them-a they come and-a they blow down me door
One him come crawl through through my window
So they put me in the back the car at the station
From that point on I reach my destination
Well the destination reached in down-a East detention
Where they whip down me pants look up me bottom

[CHORUS]

Bigger they are they think they have more power
There on the phone me say that on hour
Me for want to use it once and-a me call me lover
Lover who me callin’-a the one Tammy
And me love her in my heart down to my belly-a
Yes say Daddy Me Snow me I feel cool and deadly
Yes the one MC Shan and the one Daddy Snow
Together we-a love ’em(?) as a tornado

[CHORUS]

Listen to me ya better listen for me now
Listen to me ya better listen for me now
When-a me rock-a the microphone, me rock on steady-a
Yes-a Daddy Me Snow me are the article don
But the in an a-out (?) a dance an they say, "Where ya come from?"
People them say I come from Jamaica
But me born and raised in Etobicoke I want ya to know-a
Pure black people man thats all I man know
Yeah me shoes are-a tear up an-a my toes used to show-a
Where me-a born in-a the one Toronto

[CHORUS]

Come with a nice young lady
Intelligent, yes she gentle and irie
Everywhere me go me never lef’ her at all-ie
Yes-a Daddy Snow me are the roam dance man-a
Roam between-a dancin’ in-a in-a nation-a
You never know say Daddy Me Snow me are the boom shakata
Me never lay-a down flat in-a one cardboard box-a
Yes-a Daddy Me Snow me-a go reachin’ out da top

[CHORUS]

Why would he? [repeat]

[MC Shan:]

Me sittin round cool with my jiggy jiggy girl
Police knock my door, lick up my pal
Rough me up and I cant do a thing
Pick up my line when my telephone ring
Take me to the station, black up my hands
Trail me down ’cause I’m hanging with the Snowman
What an I gonna do, I’m backed and I’m trapped
Smack me in my face, took all of my gap
They have no clues and they wanna get warmer
But Shan won’t turn informer

[CHORUS]