Montana of 300 – Souvenir Lyrics



Play this song

[Verse 1]
We ask for God’s forgiveness but don’t ask for God’s permission
I’m your brother, not your opposition, please don’t block the vision
Yeah, yeah
The disappointment of seeing one of your soldiers fold
He chose that path, he burned that bridge, he’s on his own
The land of leeches make you wonder if the love’s real
I’ve been through that pain and that rain, I know how the mud feels
Not fill enough, try to knock me and then his blood spills
See when it comes to taking out jokers, I let my gun deal
Yeah everyone with me toting, don’t play with these niggas
You never know who gon’ shoot it, 3-man weave, nigga
They know we fresh and we spraying shit like Febreze, nigga
They say life’s a bitch and I know ’cause I made her leave niggas
Got your favorite faded, Hip-Hop’s Ali, I’m the greatest
And when you speaking the truth, I hope your prepared to be hated
The wind whispers in the ears of the listening skys
Our unity’s the biggest threat inside the enemies eyes
The futures, present, both effected due to histories lies
Here’s the key, set yourself free, stop being mentally blind
Pick up the jewels that I’m dropping ’cause we was meant to be wise
Beware of family and friends, especially the envious kind
My kids will mourn when I pass, but I won’t witness these cries
I hope when they need my guidance, they can remember these lines
Don’t stress when life when life gets you down, I been there too many times
Just let your energy drive, that’s how the misery dies

[Chorus]
Before I didn’t know a gangsta could die
Just cause you going through a dark chapter that don’t mean it’s the whole book
Lately I been looking for rain in the sky (Mhm)
Is this only rain I can have?
Everybody gets their share of the rain, but the sun will shine on you again
All this pain up inside, but I’m trained to survive
Before I didn’t know a gangsta could die
Lately I been looking for rain in the sky (Mhm)
Is this only rain I can have?
All this pain up inside, but I’m trained to survive

[Verse 2]
I told my sons, “You’re future kings and always try your fucking best”
Told my daughter, “You’re a queen, don’t ever accept nothing less”
Life’s a bitch that’s short and fast, so she’ll be down like “just a sec”
Always be cautious when it’s work by someone that’s of the flesh
I’m sorry if it’s too debonair for your jealous ears
I had the drip way before the drip, blood, sweat and tears
They wanna trip, I know that road, I let ’em steer
They’ll get exposed, they always fold when death is near
Fly guy with that hammer, bitch I was Thor for real
Wet niggas up, yeah I made ’em pay, no water bill
No man alive with a set of ears can ignore the skill
We are not the same, you’re like Jermaine, I’m more Shaquille
G-O-D’s my sword and shield, ignore the fake, absorb the real
And when I’m riding with my daughter, I’m gon’ bump some Lauryn Hill
This writer’s blessed and giving messages that’s deep as Jordan Peele’s
And it’s not spiritual if the slave owners had to force the field

[Chorus]
Before I didn’t know a gangsta could die
It’s not spiritual if there’s anything in between
Lately I been looking for rain in the sky (Mhm)
Spiritual is a connection between the creator and what he created
Is this only rain I can have?
Everybody gets their share of the rain, but the sun will shine on you again
All this pain up inside, but I’m trained to survive
You can’t tell a tree how to be a tree
Before I didn’t know a gangsta could die
In order for it to grow, all it needs is God’s rain
Lately I been looking for rain in the sky (Mhm)
Is this only rain I can have?
All this pain up inside, but I’m trained to survive
Don’t let ’em break your branches

[Verse 3]
Stood firm when hope was gone, trap house, no home alone
Mom’s couldn’t leave coke alone, I snap hard like broken bones
Each line is dope alone, haters can’t over throw ’em
They might pop up for my bread, I keep that toaster on
My AK blast, it spit so fast, you’ll think it wrote for Bone
Fuck shit I don’t condone, life just goes on and on
Watch how you talk to your children, try not to mold ’em wrong
I try and coach my own, poppa’s no Rolling Stone
If you love life then maybe you should chill, bitch I’m too for real
I keep that iron like a Caddy, I can’t lack, no Coupe DeVille
If I come down and strike yo’ ass, man they gon’ swear that Zeus was here
When you’re a king, it ain’t no room for tears, for one, I’m too sincere
And through the years, I never moved with fear, so I’m not used to tears
Y’all saying, “Jesus take the wheel”, God gave you that, so you should steer
I pray to God and he never responds, but Lord, if you can hear
When I die please take my soul and keep it like a souvenir



Hopsin – Fire Lyrics



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[Intro: Hopsin]
Fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire

[Verse 1: Hopsin]
Yo, I got the dopest flow cause I know how to rope the floor
I’m bombin’ shit like [?] cause it’s the way I’m ‘sposed to go
I’ll lift yo ass like smoking dro, this nigga ain’t got no control
I think I’m finna overload, I’m hot, give me a Coca Col’
Roll how a solider roll
Hey wait a minute, hold the phone
This rapper has a bogus dome, you’ll never be a Rolling Stone
Of course I’ll be a Rolling Stone, I’m finna be holdin’ chrome
We’re from the [?] forcing him to thrown me on
I got this hip-hop shit locked
You think when my shit drops I’ma be a big flop? Bitch, not
(Heh, ha) Yeah you got me gigglin’ like a fat kid who ticklish
Cause y’all gon’ buy the shit and that’s the end of it
Cause-

[Chorus: Hopsin]
I got that fire for ya, I feel like I can blow up
Fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire
I got that fire for ya, I feel like I can blow up
Fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire

[Post Chorus: SwizZz]
I got that fire, I’ll take you higher
I got that fire, I’ll burn it up

[Verse 2: SwizZz]
Hopsin let me hop in and drop shit
I drop kick whack emcees that talk shit
You thought if whether or not you could stop this
That hot shit, Hop rockin’ with is accomplished
It’s SwizZz mothafuckas, I don’t need no intro
Dutchin’ on the beat, I don’t walk, I tip-toe
Yell like a schizo when I get dough
Act up, I’ll put you on blast like pistols
I wanna be the one your girlfriend gossips about
Like when I stick my sock in her mouth
I mean, like when I stick my cock in her mouth
I got that (Fire!) ain’t no stompin’ it out, yeah

[Chorus: Hopsin]
I got that fire for ya, I feel like I can blow up
Fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire
I got that fire for ya, I feel like I can blow up
Fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire

[Verse 3: Hopsin]
Yeah, somethin’ like Lucifer
The shit I preach is new to ya homie, I’m fully suited up
Killin’ ’em like I’m nuclear, nigga Hopsin is truly a
Genius up in the studio, nigga I’m steady movin’ up
My gas prices leavin’ my cash lifeless
Gettin’ my assed hyped, I filled it up last night
I’m down to my last dime, I’m down to my last rhyme
And this is the last time the president snatched mine
I’m out of my mind, wait no, my mind is out of me
You not as hot as me, I sculpture the game like pottery
So just say “Hi” to me cause I’ma be here for a while
See but niggas robbin’ me when they get a deal when they rhymes is weak
And I ain’t with that shit, forget that shit, I’ll rip that shit
I’ll flip the script on any trick who think he spit that crazy shit
Crazy shit? You crazy bitch? You make me sick, I hate this shit
I got the mothafuckin’ fire for ya, yeah you cravin’ this

[Chorus: Hopsin]
I got that fire for ya, I feel like I can blow up
Fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire
I got that fire for ya, I feel like I can blow up
Fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire
I got that fire for ya, I feel like I can blow up
I got that fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire

Kanye West Settles $10 Million Lawsuit Over Canceled Tour

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Kanye West has settled the $10 million lawsuit over his canceled Saint Pablo Tour, according to reports.

The Grammy winner canceled the remaining dates of his Saint Pablo Tour back in November 2016. “The remaining dates on the Saint Pablo Tour have been canceled,” a rep for West told E! News in a statement at the time. “Tickets will be fully refunded at point of purchase.”

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E! News later learned that exhaustion was to blame and according to an insider, West was working around the clock on various projects including fashion designs while also trying to make sure to spend time with family.

Months later in summer of 2017, West and his touring company, Very Good Touring, filed a $10 million lawsuit against Saint Pablo Tour insurers Lloyd’s of London.

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In court documents obtained by E! News in August, West’s team alleged breach of contract and breach of good faith and fair dealing.

“More than eight months later, the insurers have neither paid on the multi-million dollar claim nor denied the claim,” Kanye’s team stated in court documents. “Nor have they provided anything approaching a coherent explanation about why they have not paid, or any indication if they will ever pay or even make a coverage decision.”

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The attorney representing West’s touring company in the lawsuit, Howard King, told Rolling Stone in a statement Wednesday that “the dispute has been amicably resolved.”

Did Vybz Kartel Confirmed He Is Recording Music In Prison

Vybz Kartel is either just trolling us or confirming that he has been recording music in prison.

Since December, Kartel has been very active on Instagram, a tool he used to keep his fans up-to-date with his new music and post new photos of himself and his kids. On Monday, he shared a meme which pretty much expressed how he feels about his haters. “When badmind a wait fi hear seh Vybz Kartel stop voice inna prison,” the meme reads. In short, he is taking shots at his haters who want to see him stop recording music behind bars.

In 2016, Vybz Kartel broke his silence about the controversial issue of him recording music in prison. Not only did he dismissed the claims, he also said electronic devices are not permitted in prison which begs the question how is he able to be on Instagram so frequently?

“I’ve always been a prolific songwriter, and I record at breakneck speed as well, so I have a lot of surplus material to choose from,” the dancehall deejay told Rolling Stone. “There is a recording studio at another correctional facility [in Jamaica] but none here … cellphones, laptops, or any Internet-capable instrument are prohibited items.”

That same year, the National Security Minister ordered the department of corrections to conduct an investigation to determine if Vybz Kartel and other musicians are illegally recording music in prison. The investigation came up empty-handed, but the prison reinforced its security operation while also installing cellphone jamming devices. It’s also illegal for Vybz Kartel to be recording music in prison and if caught, he could be sent to solitary confinement and faced other penalties.

Nevertheless, he has been dropping more music than even artists who are free and his team has been saying that his slew of new music s from previously recorded unreleased material. That still doesn’t explain how Kartel has been deejaying about things that are happening now and he has been incarcerated since 2011. Unless he is a time traveler.

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Kendrick Lamar’s ‘Damn.’ Tops Rolling Stone Best Albums Of 2017

Kendrick Lamar is soaring high on Rolling Stone list of 50 Best Albums of 2017.

There are very little folks who would disagree that Kendrick Lamar drops one of the best, if not the best, albums this year, DAMN. So it should come as no surprise that Rolling Stone named the project the best album of the year. The LP sold 603,000 album-equivalent units in its first week to open at the top of the Billboard 200 chart in April of this year. It went on to top the chart for four non-consecutive weeks and has since sold over 800,000 traditional album units and over 2 million album-equivalent units.

The album DAMN. has already picked up an American Music Award for Favorite Album Rap/Hip-Hop Album and a BET Hip Hop Award for Album of the Year. The project is also one to watch for the upcoming Grammy Awards. With the release of DAMN, Kendrick Lamar cemented his place as one of the top five rappers of this generation, a topic that is a constant debate in hip hop culture.

Further down on Rolling Stone’s list of 50 Best Albums of 2017, Migos album Culture ranked number nine following an impressive run this year as trap music begins to gain more traction in the mainstream. JAY-Z’s critically acclaimed new album 4:44 ranked number twelve and some of the rap legend’s fans are not too happy about that and think the project should at least be top five this year. “Hov’s 4:44 is easily top five albums this year, no way some of these pop artists drop a better project that Hov please revise this list,” one fan wrote.

SZA’s Ctrl came in at number twenty, while Drake’s More Life came in at number 27 just one place higher than Vince Staples’ Big Fish Theory. Chronixx is the only reggae artist to make the list with his Chronology album ranking 48.

GoldLink – Pray Everyday (Survivor’s Guilt)

[Hook]
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam

[Verse 1]
Hold my black nina in the sky shoot it high
Maybe hit an angel watch it fall down, fam
Free the whole posse, free the guys
All my life been addicted to the pussy that’s my vice, yeah
Drinkin’ drinkin’ drinkin’ all my problems
I don’t need nobody, I just need my bottle that’s for certain
Put the pussy on the pedestal
I don’t got no industry friends, cause I’m rude
So I told myself

[Hook]
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam

[Verse 2]
Momma pray everyday, head straight
Kept my head right, round my whole state
You know you gon’ have to keep a bad bitch
You know that the younger niggas look at you
Ride with a nigga, yeah they feel you
Cactus for my Citron, know I had to
But the music business think that you gon’ take our chance nigga
Pass Kanye, and be the man, cool
DC, yeah you know they fucking proud of you
Wilding out, shout out Luciano, yeah we’re fine now
Out this motherfucking, prolly be up in the White House
White bitch talking ’bout she love her niggas blacked out
From the north than begin the south
Went to Penthouse suite from sleeping up on momma couch on momma house
And momma gave him momma slave and now her son is getting paid
And papa was a rolling stone now his son on Rolling Stone
And all I said was shit

[Hook]
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons, keep the haters
Keep ’em, keep ’em

[Outro]
Lord I pray for wealth and power over all these motherfuckers
For the DMV to reign for many moons
Fuck these rappers. Fuck these labels
Fuck these bitches. Fuck these bitches, you hear me
They killed my nigga and I pray for revenge
Control me and use me the way you would allow me to
Amen

Good Charlotte – I Just Wanna Live

I need an alarm system in my house
So I know when people are creepin’ about
These people are freakin’ me out (these days)
It’s getting hectic everywhere that I go
They won’t leave me alone
There’s things they all want to know
I’m paranoid of all the people I meet
Why are they talking to me?
And why can’t anyone see?
I just want to live
Don’t really care about the things that they say
Don’t really care about what happens to me
I just want to live
I rock a law suit when I’m goin’ to court
A white suit when I’m getting divorced
A black suit at the funeral home
And my birthday suit when I’m home alone
Talking on the phone
Got an interview with the Rolling Stone
They’re saying, â??Now you’re rich, now you’re famousâ??
Fake ass girls all know your name and
Lifestyles of the rich and the famous
Your first hit aren’t you ashamed
Of the life, of the life, of the life
We’re living
I just want to live I just want to live
Don’t really care about the things that they say
Don’t really care about what happens to me
I just want to live
Stop your messing around boy
Better think of your future
Better make some good plans boy
Said everyone of our teachers
Look out, you better play it safe
Never know what hard times will come your way
We say, where we’re comin’ from
We’ve already seen the worst that this life can bring
Now we expect it everywhere that we go
All the things that they say
Yeah we already know
I just want to live
I just want to live
Don’t really care about the things that they say
Don’t really care about what happens to me I just want to live

Leon Russell – If The Shoe Fits

Can you get us in free
My girlfriend and me
We like the songs, but we hate to pay
Can I have your guitar
Can I ride on your car
Can you give me a role to play

Can I have an autograph
Can I sit in your lap
Are you really into witchcraft like they say
Can I follow you home
Can I use your telephone
Can we crash here for just a few day
We’re from Rolling Stone so it’s okay

Oh, What was your name
You’re someone I’ve seen
Has anyone said that you look like James Dean
Can I sit in your lap
Can I give you the clap

Can we rap but don’t have much to say

Can I have your guitar
Can I ride on your car
Can you give me a role to play
Can I follow you home
Can I use your telephone
Can we crash here for just a few days
We’re from Rolling Stone so it’s okay, Ah ha!

Can you do a benefit
Have you got any shit
Have you made your peace with Jesus yet today
Would you like to be a monk
C’mon lets go get drunk
Do you think Paul McCartney is okay
Can we crash here for just a few days
Ah, we’re from Rolling Stone so it’s okay