Funny Snakes Can Be So Cute – Pets Videos Compilation


Break Time on YouTube thinks that all funny snakes aren’t always evil and bloodthirsty creatures. Some snakes certainly can make great pets. They are fascinating funny long length animals. They can also be cute when they are drinking water, watching TV, yawning or trying to dig into carpets. These funny animals do amazing exciting things. For those who suffer from ophidiophobia, your fear of snakes will probably float away when you see these adorable little faces. Some funny snakes can be extremely beautiful.

Ak – Silence Is Violence Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah
I need a second to reflect on what I'm seeing in the news
I see weapons intercepting, thoughts of people wearing blue
Clearly not though, hatred in their face is premeditated
We got phones recording moments, proving some law enforces are outlaws
I say some, not every cop abusing power
But look from out of perspectives and biases and think about it
The way it looks is more corruption than rebuilding
So much killing got me feeling up with feelings I've been concealing
'Cause I'm afraid to say it wrong, but f*ck it, this ain't about me
This about the people they got laying down pleading
Begging to breath, pressing they knees against they necks
Even the Devil sees this and contemplates therapy, yes
That's why they see marching in these streets
Screaming names of all the people that's are wrongfully deceased
That should never be this common at the arms of the police
Don't tell me "All Lives Matter", all your arguments are weak
Tell me how you would feel if you got pulled over and Mr. 12
Gets up out his car, he approaching and screaming loud
"Roll the f*cking windows down", If you don't then you know it's blauh
You peep the side mirror, he close and gun's already out
What to do? I don't have any clue
Never had to fear the man that wears a badge to shoot
Shit is sad but it's true, we need compassion, we do
No more victims, let the past be the last thing we have to lose
[Pre-Chorus]
I just wanna get away from the past
Thinking 'bout a life where the hate don't last
Feel like people scared of moving forward, so attached
And what they know is wrong and some of us still get a badge
I don't wanna say I'm on, that'd be wrong
Feel like this been going on for way too long
Of course we gon' be fired up, we tired of
Seeing people have to fight for help, we've cried enough
Oh yeah

[Chorus]
Silent, don't be silent
If you are, you're just as violent
They can try to keep us quiet
They can't hide from the one that's highest, no

[Verse 2]
Let me tell you what happened to me last night
I was with a few homies and had a drink around 9
At 11:30, I was try'na sleep, said "Bye"
To the guys and their parents, said I'm sober so I can drive
In the whip now, headed home, bumping unreleased shit
Good vibes on the highway, I'm feeling free then
Boom, see the lights, red and blue all over me, shit
Something ain't right but I pull off and I hear creeping
He at my window, shining light up in my face
Had aggression in his tone before I even said a thing
He said "Where you coming from? And tell me, how much did you drink?"
I told the truth, I said "A beer out a SOLO cup from a keg"
And he said "Bullshit, exit the vehicle and let's talk"
I complied and now I'm sitting on the hood of my car
Young dude probably try'na make a name as a cop
I understand the game, but I couldn't believe this at all
He takes a pen out his pocket and told me "Look at the cap"
"Austin don't take your eyes off it", I'm talking to me in my head
He started moving and I'm glued to it, I know that I've passed
He puts the pen away and said "I want you to take a few steps

Go heel to toe, count 'em out, nine forward then back"
This on 287 so there's trucks and shit flying past
Did nine flawless so I turn around and do nine back
I see my car, his behind, and now seven more behind his now
I got all these pigs around me, felt like I was on a farm
Shoulders back and chest out, I can tell they try'na look strong
One comes over, turns me around after grabbing my arm
Slaps the cuffs and does the search and finds nothing because they wrong
Still they left me in cuffs even though I did nothing
Now he walks me to his car and I'm like "Nah, bro"
I little shaky in my legs, I was nervous, I ain't faking
Started reading my Mirandas like Cosgrove
"You under arrest for D-W-I" I said "Huh?"
He said "Son, don't make me have to say it twice"
Then it hit me, at this point, I ain't even been breathalyzed
I'm in the car, he started driving, bumping Em the whole ride
He was blasting it, pull up to the station and I'm mad as shit, what's happening?
Brings me to my cell and then he slams that shit
My anger is through the f*cking roof, my dude imagine
If you sober and get pulled over and this is where it lands you at
Talking to me through the cell, pressing me to tell 'em that
I sipped more than I did, but the truth is they wasn't having it
Want me to admit shit I ain't did, 'cause they harassing me
In two hours, the breathalyzer's set up and he hands me it
I deep breath of fresh air, I exhale and waited
The results are printed, he stands there and reads it
Me mad, I can't wait 'cause he has to say it
0.00, bitch that's what I've been saying
I told you, now I'm free to go, the homie Jordan picked me up
Shit I'm on my way home and now my mind is going nuts
Moment to reflect my thoughts, I oughta openly discuss
But what I asked myself is valid so let me open up
What if I was black?
What would've went differently? Tears, I'm holding 'em back
'Cause I done told the cops the truth from the jump but they still harassed
But then I think of all the videos I've seen
And now I have a first hand experience that they would probably see and laugh
What they go through day to day is not comparable' what happened to me
And it's evident, it's true, we all got access to see
The Twitter videos they never show on actual TV
Hug the ones you love, express it while you can
Know that no one is above, we all humans at the end
Different backgrounds is a blessing, teach each others what we can
If you listen, then I love you and forever I'll be here
[Pre-Chorus]
I just wanna get away from the past
Thinking 'bout a life where the hate don't last
Feel like people scared of moving forward, so attached
And what they know is wrong and some of us still get a badge
I don't wanna say I'm on, that'd be wrong
Feel like this been going on for way too long
Of course we gon' be fired up, we tired of
Seeing people have to fight for help, we've cried enough
Oh yeah

[Chorus]
Silent, don't be silent
If you are, you're just as violent
They can try to keep us quiet
They can't hide from the one that's highest, no

50 Cent Declares Jackie Long Debt Free Following Power Book II Finale Appearance

50 Cent says Jackie Long is debt-free in his book.

It’s been a minute since 50 Cent indulged in his ‘Money Monday’ madness on Instagram. The rapper-turned-TV mogul became notorious for outing his debtors on social media and demanding to have his money by “Monday” on each occasion. Back in 2019, he called out Jackie Long for owing him thousands of dollars, and the actor said he paid Fifty a quarter million already.

“This punk a** n***a @jackielong better give me my money. You on BET now you can have mine by Monday fool,” 50 Cent wrote at the time. Now the TV and music producer is letting it be known that Long no longer owes him. Though some fans already guessed as much after the actor made his debut in the first season finale of Fifty’s TV series Power Book II: Ghost as the show’s highly anticipated character Rico Barnes.

Fifty took to Instagram to share a picture of Jackie Long and Mary J. Blige wrapped in designer drip. With that, the TV producer announced that Jackie had settled his debts. Alongside the selfie of the Power franchise co-stars, Fifty wrote, “here’s a picture of @jackielong debt free,” he declared. “D*mn Gucci, LV, the f**k are we trying to win. the best dressed shoot out award,” he added.

Curtis ’50 Cent’ Jackson just wrapped up the first season of his first Power spin-off Power Book II: Ghost and is gearing up for the premiere of the second, Power Book III: Raising Kana. Afterward, fans can still look forward to the spin-off with Power’s Tommy and Fifty’s production of Black Mafia Family, also on STARZ, which is based on its notorious namesake. It seems in between shows is just enough time for Fifty to get his debt-collecting business up and running again. Do you think it really took Jackie almost two years to recompense or was Fifty just adding a little “nota bene” to a public post of his show’s stars?

Also, are you looking forward to 50 Cent’s often disagreeable way of promoting, or is the G-Unit Film and Television boss’s tactics played out? Either way, it’s Fifty’s season right now so we ought to expect his original forms of social media trolling to make a comeback. Soon we’ll be regularly told to get the strap, hear about the entries on his 2021 Debtors ledger, and who could forget – the memes.

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Articolo 31 – Pere Lyrics

[Strofa 1]
Signori e signore questa non è una canzone
Ma l'inizio di un servizio di informazione
Su come la si butta visto che siamo alla frutta
E non ci interessa il sapore, ma solo la buccia
E ci fidiamo dello yogurt more e lampone
Lo mangiamo come le modelle alla TV
Vogliamo la repubblica delle banane
Ci basta che ci sia un bollino blu

[Ritornello]
Ma le pere non basta farle vedere
Bisognerebbe toccare per sapere se son vere
Pere

[Strofa 2]
Da quando Sabrina Ferilli portava la prima
Vediamo ciliegie e mirtilli nella vetrina
Per la fragola e la susina si suda
Ma la vita si denuda e ci mostra una zucchina cruda
Abbiamo un clima buono per l'anguria fuori stagione
Ma i noccioli chissà chi l'ingoierà
Le arance le beviamo da dentro un cartone
Pagando una cassiera che ci mostrerà…

[Ritornello]
Le pere non basta farle vedere
Bisognerebbe toccare per sapere se son vere
Pere
Le pere non basta farle vedere

Bisognerebbe toccare per sapere se son vere
Pere
[Strofa 3]
In prima visone con mele e melone
Puntuale come mandarini a Natale
La donna sul mio calendario appare
Si spoglia mese dopo mese
Una foto tira l'altra come le ciliegie
Ma alcune pesche sono tese
Non vedi che la pelle tira, sembra troppo dura
Dici che è normale? Non mi fido per natura
E tocco tutto quello che mi danno
L'uomo del monte dice: “Sì!”, ma qui la confezione troppo trae in inganno
E sono prugne e rape se chiediamo albicocche
E una carota fatta a fette dentro nei boxer
Per le fragole e champagne devi fare i milioni
Però 'sti peperoni non li mando giù
E anche se sono nato nel tuo supermercato
Se non sono sicuro non le compro più

[Ritornello]
Le pere non basta farle vedere
Ora vogliamo toccare per sapere se son vere
Pere
Le pere non basta farle vedere
Ora vogliamo toccare per sapere se son vere
Pere

Jake La Furia – Musica Commerciale Lyrics

[Strofa]
Permettete una parola che è da un po’ che ho nella gola
Tanto parlo come mangio, sono andato poco a scuola
Rappo e so di cosa parlo, ciò che scrivo è ciò che ho visto
Quando io ho iniziato a farlo, voi eravate al catechismo
Oggi è di moda, zio, dire “Fallito” all’unico che ci è riuscito
Io voglio tutto da che sono nato, mi prendo il braccio tieniti il dito
Oggi è di moda, zio, fare gli artisti, scrivere zero, zio, come Battisti
Prendere meno, ma con zero rischi e dire che è figo non vendere i dischi
Io faccio musica commerciale perché mi piace farvi incazzare
Però resto un genio al soldo del male perché al contrario di voi so rappare
Sono una fabbrica di successo, sul palco, non sul PC
E non ho mai venduto me stesso, però io ho venduto i CD
Ce l’ho fatta senza TV, zio, senza la radio e senza YouTube
Ho fatto i mixtape, i dischi in cantina, io sono il motivo per cui esisti tu
Sciacquate la bocca se per nominarmi, è grazie a me che potete insultarmi
Quando in Italia l’hip hop era morto, ho fatto un disco che ancora ne parli
Se il quartiere rendesse più vero, zio, farebbero tutti il rap di lavoro
Poi se ti metti due grammi in più d’oro pensano che non sei più uno di loro
Zio, sono sempre campato da solo al mondo e forse è meglio così

Perché se la gente ti volta le spalle, chi non ti tradisce è il microfono e il beat
Zio, puoi odiarmi, questa è la democrazia, l’attico contro la via
Però sei speciale soltanto ad odiare che è meglio, il rap è sempre cosa mia
Posso rappare del cazzo che voglio, zio, fare i muscoli al mio portafoglio
Se tu continui ad averlo nel culo, zio, non insistere e comprati l’olio
Se la gente non viene ai concerti, se i CD non li vuole pagare
Non è che l’Italia è un paese di merda, siete voi che fate cagare
Frate’, non è che ho un messaggio nascosto, frate’, non è che ho paura, piuttosto
Vorrei fare i nomi, ma ho detto che fate cagare, fra’, e quindi manco vi conosco
Zio, faccio musica commerciale perché la gara non c’è, non è qui
Perché mentre voi siete a casa ad odiare, io sono a farmi un culo così
Perché in questo mondo di numeri, zio, devi essere il numero uno
E sarà solo Dio a giudicarmi, ora per me puoi andare a fanculo

[Outro]
Rappagli una bomba a ‘sti rapper con la fotta
Tappagli la bocca, Jake tappagli la bocca
Musica commerciale, musica commerciale
Mu-musica commerciale, musica commerciale

Kongos – Autocorrect Lyrics

[Verse 1]
In the future
Will I need my mind?
Or will Google
Take over this grind?

I’m so tired
Of using my head
Just wanna be wired
Directly into this grid

[Pre-Chorus]
I wanna get f*cked up
And then hit undo
Get my head hooked up
To download some kung fu
I wanna be free
Of all responsibility
I want a TV
Right on my retina please

[Chorus]
And if it looks like shit’s about to go down
I don’t think twice, it’s alright
And if, and if it looks like I’m about to hit the ground
I know that I won’t pay the price
I don’t care, I don’t care if trouble feels like coming around
Cause I got Autocorrect (for life)
Autocorrect for life

[Post-Chorus]
I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna
I wanna get f*cked up
Get my head hooked up
I wanna be free
I want a TV

[Verse 2]
So in the future
Will my attention span
Hey, in the future
Think we’ll still do it by hand?

What is happening
To the length of my thought?
What is that crackling?

I think my brain’s about to short

[Pre-Chorus]
I wanna get f*cked up
And then hit undo
Get my head hooked up
To download some kung fu
I wanna be free
Of all responsibility
I want a TV
Right on my retina please

[Chorus]
And if it looks like shit’s about to go down
I don’t think twice, it’s alright
And if, and if it looks like I’m about to hit the ground
I know that I won’t pay the price
I don’t care, I don’t care if trouble feels like coming around
Cause I got Autocorrect (for life)
Autocorrect for life

[Post-Chorus]
I wanna, I wanna
I wanna get, wanna get, wanna get….
I wanna get f*cked up
Get my head hooked up

[Chorus]
And if it looks like shit’s about to go down
I don’t think twice, it’s alright
And if, and if it looks like I’m about to hit the ground
I know that I won’t pay the price
I don’t care, I don’t care if trouble feels like coming around
Cause I got Autocorrect (for life)
Autocorrect for life

Joy Crookes – You & Me Song Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Always when we fight
I kiss you once or twice
And everything’s forgotten, I know you hate that
I love you, Sunday sun
The week’s not yet begun
And everythin’ is quiet

[Chorus]
And it’s always you and me, always
And forever, you and me, always
And forever, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba
It was always you and me, always

[Verse 2]
You tell me “I’m a real man”
Try to look impressed
Not very convincing, but you know I love it
And then we watch TV until we fall asleep

Not very exciting (Ooh)

[Chorus]
But it’s you and me
And we’ll always be together
You and me, always and forever
You and mе, always and forever, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba
It was always you and me, always
And forеver, you and me, always
And forever, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba
It was always you and me, always

[Outro]
And forever, you and me, always
And forever, you and me, always
And forever, ba-ba-ba, ba-ba
It was always you and me, always

Danny Gonzalez – Help Let Me Go Lyrics

[Verse 1]
He was just a dolphin (dolphin), swimming in the sea
With his dolphin friends (friends), happy as can be
Until one day he went (ohhh) and ventured onto land
And he got bitten by a radioactive man
Now he's Dolphin Man (man), half dolphin, half man
Hear him screech at night, cause he just wants a friend
There'll be quite a fright (Jesus Christ) if you run into him
In the dark, abandoned house where he lives (Ohh)

[Bridge]
You know he may come off strong, but he's not what he seems
If he ever catches you, you can bet that you'll scream

[Chorus]
Like help, let me go, help, let me go
Help, let me go, let me go tonight
You'll scream, help, let me go
Help, let me go, help, let me go, stop kidnapping me

[Verse 2]
She was just a lady, not a care in the world
'Till she saw some grown men (grown men), kidnapping a girl

She said "Help, let me go", so she sprung into action
Then she looked right at a necklace
And became Scarlett Johansson
Then she kicked all their asses, Varli, savior of the masses
Don't know where that necklace came from
Love more, hate less, that's the message
Dolphin Man saw her on TV and gave her a call
They formed the best crime-fighting team in the world (Ohh)
[Bridge]
Then they saved the president from an alien race
It was all over the news, he was screaming in space

[Chorus]
Like, help, let me go, help, let me go
Help, let me go, let me go tonight
He said, help, let me go, help, let me go
Help, let me go, stop kidnapping me
Help, let me go, help, let me go
Help, let me go, let me go tonight
He said, help, let me go, help, let me go
Help, let me go, stop kidnapping me

Stoney Larue – Worry Be Gone Lyrics

Well, give me just one more puff of that worry-be-gone
Well, I’m planning on feeling much better before too long
I got a world of trouble I need to forget
I’m on my way but I ain’t there yet
So give me just one more puff of that worry-be-gone

Everywhere I look, trouble is all I see
I can’t listen to the radio, and I hate TV
We got trouble with the air, we got trouble with the water
And people ain’t treatin’ one another like they oughta
Gimme just one more puff of that worry-be-gone

I don’t wanna hear no preachers preaching

And no more politician bitchin’
And all them songs about a love gone wrong
Got me wonderin’ where my baby’s gone
I can’t suffer fools wastin’ my time
Don’t give me no advice that rhymes
Hey, give me just one more puff of that worry-be-gone

Hey, don’t give me no shit, just give me a hit
I’ve been smoking all day and I can’t get lit
Don’t give me no guff, just give me a puff
You know how I love that stuff
Give me just one more puff of that worry-be-gone
Hey, give me just one more puff of that worry-be-gone

Joey Fatone – Radio Lyrics

Good Morning, Jane
Oh, wait, don't touch that dial
I've got something to say
Just lay there and listen for awhile

Do you still write that guy?
The one who took my place in our bed
I wrote a song
It's one you can't get out of your head

You always said you loved hearin' me sing
Always said I didn't amount to anything

Well I'm on your radio
Someone you used to know
I'm on your radio
Straight up the charts I'll go

Do you think of me now?
Oh, baby, just you wait and see
I'm sellin' out

I'm pushing soft drinks on TV

Come to my show
Tell you what
I'll put you plus one on my list
Don't get too close
One of my handlers might get pissed

I used to think that we were forever
In a way girl we're still together

I'm on your radio
Someone you used to know
I'm on your radio
I'm future Tokyo

They say money can't buy you happiness
Lies, lies, lies, lies

I'm on your radio
Someone you used to know
I'm on your radio
I'm on your radio

Yeah!

Jack The Smoker – Non Mi Va Lyrics

[Testo di “Non mi va”]

[Strofa 1]
Faccio come la tipa: “Il tipo non mi va”
Come un vecchio vestito, non mi va
Oggi sono preso male, giuro, non mi va
Se tu mi chiami per parlare dico: “Non mi va”
Non mi devi più cercare perché non mi va
Non è mica perché il cellulare non mi va
Non mi va di fare niente, giuro, non mi va
Chiuso in casa sempre, no, non è una novità
Il mondo è la casa dei matti, sì
Tuo figlio cresce pazzo se l’allatti alla TV
Non mi va di farmi pare per un beef in più
Ma non mi va più di rollare, quindi falla tu
Non mi va la connessione, non potrò vedere
Le tue cazzate in rete, minchia, poi che dispiacere
Non mi va di andare a casa perché ancora è presto
Ma non mi va di uscire in un ambiente come questo
Ti giuro, non mi va

[Ritornello]
Non svegliarmi anche se tardi, oggi non mi va
Stai con gli altri, non chiamarmi tanto non mi va
Sono in hangover, non mi va, fuori c’è il sole ma non mi va
Mi fai pressione ma non mi va, non mi va, non mi va

[Strofa 2]
Non chiamarmi per la cena perché non mi va

Andare a sushi anche stasera, giuro, non mi va
Mangiare fino ad essere pieni, cazzo, non mi va
Che poi la felpa che ho comprato ieri non mi va
Se la storia l’ho chiusa dopo non mi va
Inventerò una scusa tipo l’auto non mi va
È inutile che mi stai dietro perché non mi va
Se vuoi te lo ripeto: non mi va, non mi va
No, non mi va di stare al mare, costume Tom Ford, montagna con il Bob
Bello il mare, bello il fiume ma mi manca un tot lo smog
Non mi va di fare il vago o usare un diversivo
Tu hai un problema e poi non vieni a parlare dal vivo
Non mi va di dire “questo qua che fine fa”
Non mi va, ‘sto scemo è sempre in rete che fa il cinema
Non mi va di far la star in una vita selfie
Io preferisco stare al bar con granita ai gelsi

[Ritornello]
Non svegliarmi anche se tardi, oggi non mi va
Stai con gli altri, non chiamarmi tanto non mi va
Sono in hangover, non mi va, fuori c’è il sole ma non mi va
Mi fai pressione ma non mi va, non mi va, non mi va

Ruel – ​courage Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Wet paper on my doorstep, rainin’ all night
It’s okay, I don’t wanna read it anyway
Turn the TV just to hear the voices talkin’, maybe

[Pre-Chorus]
Sofa’s so uncomfortable
When I jam the door and leave it open
But I’ve been thinkin’

[Chorus]
If I try again, I know I’d run
Droppin’ the words through the back of my tongue
Poisonous is what I’ve become
I’d try again, but I don’t have the courage (Courage)

[Verse 2]
Facin’ the sun from the rooftop playin’ a sad song
Feelin’ bad for myself
All of my friends back home say I should be happy, maybe

[Pre-Chorus]
Sofa’s so uncomfortable
When I jam the door and leave it open
But I been thinkin’
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[Chorus]
If I try again, I know I’d run
Droppin’ the words through the back of my tongue
Poisonous is what I’ve become
I’d try again, but I don’t have the courage, oh (Courage)

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, oh (Courage)

[Bridge]
It hurts so good, bad nights feel the same as they did then
I wish someone had told me how it ends
I’m not so good at tryin’ my words, in my defense
I wish someone had told me, told me

[Chorus]
If I try again, I know I’d run
Droppin’ the words through the back of my tongue
Poisonous is what I’ve become
I’d try again, but I don’t have the courage (Courage, yeah; courage)

[Outro]
Oh, I’m poisonous
(Courage)
If I try again
If I try again
Oh, no (Courage)
Yeah
(Courage)

Mike Cooley – Pulaski Lyrics

She was fresh out of college
First one in her family to go
And California seemed like heaven
Pulaski, Tennessee was her home

She worked on losing her southern accent
Turned her back on her Baptist ways
Bought some clothes that barely covered her fair-skinned body
Went to Nashville and caught a plane

Well the clouds, they rushed beneath her
The L.A. smog filled the air
And she smiled when the airlock opened
And the Pacific breeze blew through her hair

She thought about the boys from Alabama
Who came into town every Friday night
And drank beer out of great big glass quart bottles
And left their trail of blood and tears behind

She thought the men from California would be different
She'd grown up watching them on her TV
But the men she came to know in California
Left her longing for Pulaski, Tennessee

Good ideas always start with a full glass
And just breathing here can make a girl's nose bleed
Dreams here live and die just like a stray dog
On a dirt road somewhere in Tennessee
Well the storefronts are all filled up with eyeballs
As the policemen clear out the street
For a line of cars with their headlights burning
Driving slow through Pulaski, Tennessee

Nova Art – Lost In Dreams Lyrics

Sad and broke you sit alone
Cry and choke you didn’t know
Throat is blocked with pain and sorrow
You know there won’t be tomorrow
Past is flashing in your eyes – you can not believe
You exhume long-buried lies – an undead memory
Feel the cold winter rains
Flow like ice through your veins
Swept away by the flood
Lost in dream made of Mud!
Tortured with unwanted dreams
Nightmares aired on your TV
Wake up in a pool of sweat
Your skin is so cold
Try to go back down to sleep

Nightmares yet to give you creeps
Can’t wake up you’re sinking deeper
Your own self is now gone!
Past is flashing in your eyes – you can’t believe
You exhume long-buried lies – an undead memory
Nailed with staples of your dreams down to your bed
Chained and locked in your own dreams you wake up dead

Feel the cold winter rains
Flow like ice through your veins
Swept away by the flood
Lost in dream made of Mud!

Just wake up from this dreams!

Fosca – Assume Nothing Lyrics

Did I tell you I applied to the Uni of Life?
I was measured for my gown… and I promptly got turned down
I’m not a bit surprised this time. It’s just like you to dote
On someone who sleeps to 4pm and isn’t even registered to vote
Well, you’re in the same boat
That the peripheral vision of a dull 28-year-old
Can run rings around a bright teenage mind
Is a rule you shamelessly uphold, as your sole foothold
Now the toothpaste round the basin has lost its childish glee
And your friends reek of cocooning, saying
“life must be taken seriously.”
Well, you could have fooled me…

And if there was no praise or blame
Would you ever be quite the same?
When will you assume nothing? Guess at nothing

Try to make do with unfurling yourself

I’ll take you to the rooftop. On a clear day you can see
The company cars being half-inched
And policemen hawking their pilots for TV
At night you want for sleeping, but it’s not easy to do
When the very one you dream of is the one who won’t dream of you
And it still holds true

On some days you’re just all Hate
And on every other, you ingratiate
So when will you assume nothing? Guess at nothing
Try to make do with unfurling yourself
With unravelling yourself, with unpacking yourself

You’re watching rugby, for all the wrong reasons
Your knees are hurting, for all the wrong reasons

Ernia – Puro Sinaloa Lyrics (feat. Lazza, Rkomi & Tedua)

[Testo di “Puro Sinaloa” ft. Tedua, Rkomi & Lazza]

[Intro: Ernia]
Milano
Tredici anni dopo, una generazione dopo
Vai Joe, andiamo
Do-Do-Do-Do-Don Joe

[Strofa 1: Ernia]
Trovami ancora seduto sul corner
Mentre racconto qualche storia forte
Poetica fatta di fumo, di asfalto, di pare e di morte
Spacco solo io, fra’, no te
Tipa, fra’, nuova di pacca
Quanto c’ho speso per ‘sta nuova giacca
Uova dal culo, son uova di Pasqua
Una borsa al collo che, fra’, non è una borsa, è il Nasdaq
Il sogno era di farli ASAP
Dandoti la pelle d’oca alle braccia
La scritta “ACAB”, tutti nei club, fra’
Metti le mani sul culo, c’hai le mani in faccia
La paura fa novanta, la novantuno paura, certo
Andrebbe scritto alle fermate per qualche inesperto
Ed è così che la vera Milano suona, ah
Per questo arrivo da Bo-Bo-Bonola

[Strofa 2: Tedua]
Gallaratese, circonvalla in gara schiaccia il taser
Quando chicco balla, dice al tipo chi comanda
Vede chi comanda, si fotte dell’ambiente
Della scena adiacente
Per piacere, genovese, babe
Non è che vado giù in ferie
Siamo su in tele, quel che succede
Ad oggi la censura è ancora sui rapper che parlan sul premier
(Tedua) Vedo gente lamentarsi: Dark o FSK, ma (Ma dai)
Abbiamo ascoltato coca-rap prima dei rapper ad Atlanta
Ed io quanti ne imbosco, chili sotto al cruscotto
Parla al riocontra se, se ti incontra un poliziotto
Tutti bravi a fare i viaggi, personaggi
Poi nel video porti il ferro con cui va a caccia tuo nonno
Ah, ah, credevi fosse un gioco
Ma io ho il micro nel conflitto fuoco a fuoco
Okay, mi hai convinto ma confido poco a poco
Ho il mito di Al Pacino ed il tapiro te lo tiro (Addosso)
In bocca ho una torcia più grossa di quella di uno sbirro

[Ritornello: Ernia, Rkomi, Lazza & Tedua]
Tu sei VIP su IG, noi VIP al TG

Noi visti in TV, voi distintivi
Picchia come Gohan
Uova in pancia, boa
Da Milano a Doha, puro Sinaloa
Tu sei VIP su IG, noi VIP al TG
Noi visti in TV, voi distintivi
Picchia come Gohan
Uova in pancia, boa
Da Milano a Doha, puro Sinaloa

[Strofa 3: Rkomi]
Allerta sempre, gira la giacca
Dopo un furto serve un cambio targa
Cambiare è un attimo, lo so
Ma ho solo tredici anni e ho solo cinque euro
Devono diventare cento, dopo centomila, un milione
Bomber nero, dentro un pon pon
Puro Bogo’, bon bon, tredici anni dopo
Giro la giacca dopo un furto, con la trancia nello zaino
Avevo tredici anni, il punto dentro il doppio dei miei anni
Ed io copiavo i grandi, parlavo come loro
Come Leo, come [?]
Con mia madre che urlava: “È pronto”
È agosto e mi sento solo, Milano, come ti odio
Dal palco a Piazzale Cuoco, mi faccio bastare il poco

[Strofa 4: Lazza]
Rimo da quando non mi chiamavano Zzala
Sulla novanta, senza un euro in tasca
Sognavo un palco come un’ora d’aria
La nuova generazione era paga
E, fra’, mi sentivo solo
Ricordo ma’ che piangeva, mi hanno bocciato di nuovo
Oggi che quelli che ascoltavo, fra’, si ascoltano me
Sorridi a ventiquattro denti e la mia faccia sul Duomo
E yes, yes, yoh, forse mi batti a yes, yes, Pro
Non so chiedere per favore, né permesso
E so che oggi, fra’, per prendere il mio
Ho fatto contento il diavolo e fatto offendere Dio

[Ritornello: Ernia, Rkomi, Lazza & Tedua]
Tu sei VIP su IG, noi VIP al TG
Noi visti in TV, voi distintivi
Picchia come Gohan
Uova in pancia, boa
Da Milano a Doha, puro Sinaloa
Tu sei VIP su IG, noi VIP al TG
Noi visti in TV, voi distintivi
Picchia come Gohan
Uova in pancia, boa
Da Milano a Doha, puro Sinaloa

Punchnello – Boiling Point Lyrics (feat. Simon Dominic & Tabber)

[펀치넬로 (Feat. 사이먼 도미닉) – Boiling Point 가사]

[Intro: Punchnello]
Yeah, flip it, flip it, flip it, flip-
Uh yea

[Verse 1: Punchnello]
Yeah, I’ve got bubble, bubble, bubble gum
다른 hater 들의 말은 전부 다 씹고 있어
그래, pocket full of money
또 내가 원하는 데로 열심히 돈 벌고 있고
그냥 kick back, 또 flip 해
니들이 바라는 데로 개소리는 쉿했어
힘 뺐지, 인마 go for it 네가 자신 있다면
굴려 인마, 네가 자신 있다면
내가 분명하게 그어줄게
음악으로 돈 벌어 먹고살려 생각하는 놈들
너희 방식으론 안된다니까
여기서 배운 게 있다면 머리를 비우는 거야
이런 삶에 쫓겨 살면서도
너는 바퀴를 굴리지 않으니 뒤집힌 거야
나는 뒤집었어, 전부 뒤집었지
그래, 그때도 말했지 Tory 처럼, yah, yah

[Hook: Tabber]
I stay up late at night
Feel like I’m never tired
Did I sharpen a knife
Things will happen at night
I think they gotta run now
Yeah, run until when I’m not around
‘fore we go loud, ‘fore we go loud

[Verse 2: Simon Dominic]
나 일하라고 부추긴 백수들은
요즘 뭐 하고 살아? 어, 그래, 너 look
랩퍼들 욕하는 댓글엔 대부분이
랩퍼들 yeah, I know who you are
근데 ironic 내 몸값을 키워주는 건 them 아주 고맙게도
고맙긴한데 내 머리 위에 올라타 있는 듯 굴지 말래 좀
을이 되고 나서 check my 정산서
두 달 연속 억 소리가 3 times
f*ck that 트로피의 그립감
f*ck your 10k 도금 텅 빈 crown
내 조카 태어난 지 한 달 가까이 됐어
난 걔를 위해 앞으로 살아가려 해
존경은 니 형한테나 많이 줘라
난 내 돈만 받아가면 돼
Rap money, TV money
내 가족을 위한 거라면 그 출처가 어디든 뭐
이제는 그거 하나만 생각하게 다 비워놨지
머리를 넬로처럼

[Hook: Tabber]
I stay up late at night
Feel like I’m never tired
Did I sharpen a knife
Things will happen at night
I think they gotta run now
Yeah, run until when I’m not around
‘fore we go loud, ‘fore we go loud

[Verse 3: Punchnello]
They used to be, 내게 고개 들고 말했지
“너는 왜 그렇게 발전없어?”
그런놈들 몇쯤은 사뿐하게
발밑에 깔아두고 추고있지 망치 춤을
넌 뭐했어? 야, 뭐했어? 야

밥이라며 난 뭐했어? 야
니가 발전 없다던 놈은 벌써
수많은 respect 으로 목욕하고 있어
야, 니가 바라는 데로 하는 게
제일 좋은 방법 이라면서
너는 지금 어디 갔니 hol’ up
멍청한 짓이나 하고 있겠지
어린 애들 놀리지 마 걔네보다 어린 마인드 가진 게
걍 엎어버려, 또 엎어버리지
어버버 대다 끝나는 게임인데
뭔 힘을 빼냐, 걍 비켜, 저기에 난 goal
Over, 쉬워, 웃기게, I’m gone

[Hook: Tabber]
I stay up late at night
Feel like I’m never tired
Did I sharpen a knife
Things will happen at night
I think they gotta run now
Yeah, run until when I’m not around
‘fore we go loud, ‘fore we go loud

Maria Gadu – Trovoa Lyrics

[Verso 1]
Minha cabeça trovoa
Sob o meu peito eu te trovo e me ajoelho
Destino canções pros teus olhos vermelhos
Flores vermelhas, Vênus, bônus
Tudo que me for possível, ou menos
Mais ou menos
Me entrego, me ofereço
Reverencio a sua beleza
Física também, mas não só, não só

[Verso 2]
Graças a Deus você existe
Acho que eu teria um troço
Se você dissesse que não tem negócio
Te ergo com as mãos, sorrio mal, mal sorrio
Meus olhos fechados te acossam
Fora de órbita
Descabelada, diva, súbita, súbita

[Verso 3]
Seja meiga, seja objetiva
Seja faca na manteiga
Pressinto como você chega, ligeira
Vasculhando a minha tralha
Bagunçando a minha cabeça
Metralhando a quinquilharia que carrego comigo
Clipes, grampos, tônicos
Toda dureza incrível do meu coração feita em pedaços

[Verso 4]
Minha cabeça trovoa
Sob teu peito eu encontro a calmaria e o silêncio
No portão da tua casa no bairro
Famílias assistem TV
(Eu não)
Às oito da noite
Eu fumo um Marlboro na rua
Como todo mundo e como você, eu sei
Quer dizer, eu acho que sei, eu acho que sei

[Verso 5]
Vou sossegado e assobio
E é porque eu confio em teu carinho
Mesmo que ele venha num tapa
E caminho a pé pelas ruas da Lapa
“Logo cedo, vapor? Não acredito!”
A fuligem me ofusca
A friagem me cutuca
Nascer do sol visto da Vila Ipojuca
O aço fino da navalha que faz a barba
O aço frio do metrô
O halo fino da tua presença

[Verso 6]
Sozinha na padoca, em Santa Cecília

No meio da tarde, soluça
Quer dizer, relembra
Batucando com as unhas coloridas
Na borda de um copo de cerveja
Resmunga quando vê
Que ganha chicletes de troco

[Verso 7]
Lembrando que um dia eu falei
“Sabe, você tá tão chique
Meio freak, anos setenta
Fique
Fica comigo
Se você for embora eu vou virar mendigo
Eu não sirvo pra nada
Não vou ser seu amigo
Fique, fica comigo”

[Verso 8]
Minha cabeça trovoa
Sob o teu manto eu me entrego
Ao desafio de te dar um beijo
Entender o teu desejo
Me atirar pros teus peitos
Meu amor é imenso
Maior do que penso
É denso
Espessa nuvem de incenso
De perfume intenso
E o simples ato de cheirar-te
Me cheira a arte, me leva a Marte
A qualquer parte, a parte que ativa a química, química
Ignore a mímica e a educação física
Só se abastece de mágica, explode uma garrafa térmica
Por sobre as mesas de fórmica de um salão de cerâmica
Onde soem os cânticos
Convicção monogâmica
Deslocamento atômico
Para um instante único
Em que o poema mais lírico
Se mostre a coisa mais lógica
E se abraçar com força descomunal
Até que os braços queiram arrebentar
Toda a defesa que hoje possa existir
E por acaso queira nos afastar
Esse momento tão pequeno e gentil
E a beleza que ele pode abrigar

[Verso 9]
Querida, nunca mais se deixe esquecer
Aonde nasce e mora todo o amor

Lil’ Yachty – Till The Morning Lyrics (feat. Young Thug & Lil Durk)

(DY Krazy)

[Lil Durk:]
Von beat his body, they think he Illuminati
I’m talkin’ Gucci Gucci ’cause we don’t do Huaraches
Can’t wife no thotty thotty, man, she want X and molly
And she caught two new bodies, I’m talkin’ Thug and Yachty
I told her call me when she horny
Why you put the feds on me?
I cover the tats with Gucci long-sleeves
They got my back forever, broski, yeah

[Lil Yachty:]
All she do is geek until the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the

[Young Thug:]
Yeah, oh, oh (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, oh, oh, oh (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah
Hide you got it, hide you want it, how you get it, baby
Never stop it, get it poppin’ every f*ckin’ day
Kawasaki, Maserati, only rockin’ Giuseppe Zanotti
You want problems, don’t you?
Baby, don’t play-play, this your payday
Baby, don’t play-play, this your payday
I got swan, not baguettes where my neck lay
Thirty carat VVS’s when you’re ready
I take care of your body like you RiRi, baby
Play the marriage all night on your TV, baby
R.I.P. Biggie and f*ck the NYPD
Chicago polices, Atlanta, and all PCs (Woo)
f*ck the police, and they’ll lock you up for decease-‘cease (Yeah)
It don’t matter, I got bitches at the DMV (Woo)
Roll with me, flood your neck with rosary (Yeah)
Rollin’ me like a rolly-polly please, woo

[Lil Durk:]
Von beat his body, they think he Illuminati
I’m talkin’ Gucci Gucci ’cause we don’t do Huaraches
Can’t wife no thotty thotty, man, she want X and molly
And she caught two new bodies, I’m talkin’ Thug and Yachty
I told her call me when she horny
Why you put the feds on me?
I cover the tats with Gucci long-sleeves

They got my back forever, broski, yeah

[Lil Yachty:]
All she do is geek until the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the (Let’s go)

Almost there (There), oh, you ready now? (Ready)
I just paint the coupe redder than spaghetti now
f*ck her so good, think about it in her sleep (Ew)
She call me Freddy now (Woo)
She rock baguetties now
She wanna f*ck the Pendergrass, Teddy loud
She got a thumb in her ass, pull it out (Boop)
I might get her higher than a blimp (Woo)
She said her last nigga was a shrimp (Oh)
None of my business
Baby girl, let me help you open your business (Go)
Baby girl, can I please f*ck on your friendses?
If you say yes, I might buy you a Benzes (Go), you a lil’ princess (Yeah)
She go downtown in 1942
It’s her birthday, she gon’ shake somethin’ (Alright)
Bitch try, she beat her up the worst way (Boom)
My lil’ gutter bitch, she can’t wait to shake somethin’ (Yeah)

[Lil Durk:]
Von beat his body, they think he Illuminati
I’m talkin’ Gucci Gucci ’cause we don’t do Huaraches
Can’t wife no thotty thotty, man, she want X and molly
And she caught two new bodies, I’m talkin’ Thug and Yachty
I told her call me when she horny
Why you put the feds on me?
I cover the tats with Gucci long-sleeves
They got my back forever, broski, yeah

[Lil Yachty:]
All she do is geek until the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the

Uncle Trey – P E $ C I Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Who you niggas listen to?
Name another and the difference in between the two
Can you really? Ain’t nobody individual
Well I’m here, everybody else invisible
I don’t see y’all‚ can’t see me
All my role models blind‚ couldn’t lead me
I ain’t lookin’ at these niggas on the TV
Turn it off till I turn it on and see me
5’5 nigga‚ still big homie
I’m the cable for the gas, big bills on me
Landlord of my city, can’t a muhf*cka live unless approved by the committee
Pay homage nigga rent due
Yeah I’m taking back the swag that we lent you
And my man got heat and utilities
He’ll evict you from ya seat and ya jewelry

[Chorus x2]
My crew‚ made men
I’m on, they win
Ain’t no, new friends
Mob ties‚ loose ends

[Verse 2]
Stand up nigga tryna’ get paid
But 9-5’s where the 99 get played
So what’s a nigga gotta lose?
The devil’s offer’s getting harder to refuse

None better, no contest
Call me Pesci but only the bars complex
An academic still down for the stupid shit
So cross me and that’s something that my crew should fix
Tell these other niggas that’s that
Tryna’ give the real niggas bad raps
Callin’ up ya girl, where that ass at?
Callin’ for the work, where the cash at?
Have it asap
Rush the game, face covered in a wave cap
Said I’m comin’ for it all, this is payback
Heard you once, you will never get a playback

[Chorus x2]

What’s funny? I amuse you?
Well I’m laughing to the bank, I’m amused too
I see to it that every bar is C-2
With ease too and every broad I breeze through
Can be excused, I send em home with knees bruised
A flee dude, forever till I decease dude
I speak flu, I’m moving with an elite crew
A beast dude, kill em, never I cease to

[Chorus x2]

Nadia Reid – Get The Devil Out Lyrics

I gotta get the devil out of me
I’m searching for the permanence
So that I can breathe again

You took that razor through your skin
Not enough there to [?] die
Just enough so that you can breathe again

I’m making friends with who I used to be
She was a little shorter
She was a little lighter

I am only one woman
You are only one man
I tried to find religion, mmm
I am right as I am

I’ve always taken a little longer
Little further out to some deserted sea
It was a good time for freedom
You watched me dancing in front of your TV

I am only one woman
You are only one man
They will try to take it from you, mmm
Right as I am

They will never take it from me
They will never take it from me
They will never take it from me
They will never take it from me

Attaque 77 – Dame, Dame, Dame (Gimme, Gimme, Gimme) Lyrics

El reloj ya marco medianoche
Y otra vez encontré que tan solo
Me acompaña la TV
El soplar de ese viento
Y afuera vive la desolación
Que me oprime con angustia el corazón
No hay mas que soledad, nadie ni por piedad
Dame, dame, dame tu amor esta noche
Alguien que me ayude a las sombras borrar
Dame, dame, dame tu amor esta noche

Hasta que amanezca y ver el día estallar
Nada es como se muestra en el cine
Siempre hay un final feliz
Es distinto lo que tengo que vivir
Aburrido me encuentro esta noche
Y la densa oscuridad es mi único aliado en verdad
No hay mas que soledad, nadie ni por piedad

Okta Logue – River Street Lyrics

Acid rain on River Street
Red lights flashing in the midnight heat
He changed your name, he stole your sleep
Seems we all have to make ends meet

Lonely nights and TV screens
Black lights shimmer on a satin sheet

Hey Joana
The signs in the alleys still glow
And you hope that the rain washes away the dirt and the blow
While you see your dreams on display on a board by the road
From the room where you’re waiting alone

The liquor store on River Street
Sells shiny travel magazines
By the parking lot A3
Bobby’s going down for E

Lonely nights and TV screens
Black lights shimmer on a satin sheet

Hey Joana
The signs in the alleys still glow
And you hope that the rain washes away the dirt and the blow
While you see your dreams on display on a board by the road
From the room where you’re waiting alone

As it’s raining on
The lights still not turning down low
And you ask yourself if they come on and off by remote
Like the strangers down at the bar who just show up and go
To a room with a number unknown

For years to come
Come undone

Ansiktet – Regn Lyrics

[Vers]
Jag har längtat efter nån som du sen dagarna man ringde en signal
Och hade Comviq Kompis
Nån som dyker upp och knackar på mitt fönster efter jobbet mitt i natten
Ey, så romantiskt
“Komma upp till mig” blev “komma upp till oss”
Kryper ned, rullgardinen åker aldrig upp
Regnet ligger på
Kläder åker av
Det är du och jag som det inte fanns nån morgondag

[Brygga]
Ögonlocken är för tunga för att öppna
Jag tror jag väntar några timmar till
Men vi behöver inte somna, kan inte tröttna när du ligger här bredvid
Båda tycker det är för varmt men det viktigare att ligga nära, benen flätade som i en kringla
Fosterställningen har vart min favorit ända sen 1985 och innan

[Refräng]
Det spelar ingen roll att regnet faller ned
Igår var vi på moln, nu vaknar vi försent
Vi kollar på en film, men hänger inte med
Jag tänker på nåt annat: du ligger här bredvid

[Vers]
Jag drömde att jag poppade popcorn, men det var regnet som slog emot glaset i mitt fönster
Vi vaknade med kläder på och våra armar om varann som två koalor
Yeah
Skiter i att kolla klockan
Ställer in våra planer ikväll
Vi kan ta täcket från sängen ut till soffan
Käka frukost och somna om igen
Vaknar svettiga, ditt huvud på min arm
Klistrade på varandra så båda två får plats
Det är som om vi sitter fast, att det kan kännas såhär bra att bara ligga och [?]
Och på TV:n rullar någonting som verkar intressant
Men så länge du är i min famn så är det inte intressant

[Refräng]
Det spelar ingen roll att regnet faller ned
Igår var vi på moln, nu vaknar vi försent
Vi kollar på en film, men hänger inte med
Jag tänker på nåt annat: du ligger här bredvid

[Refräng]
Det spelar ingen roll att regnet faller ned
Igår var vi på moln, nu vaknar vi försent
Vi kollar på en film, men hänger inte med
Jag tänker på nåt annat: du ligger här bredvid

[Refräng]
Det spelar ingen roll att regnet faller ned
Igår var vi på moln, nu vaknar vi försent
Vi kollar på en film, men hänger inte med
Jag tänker på nåt annat: du ligger här bredvid

[Refräng 2]
Det spelar ingen roll att regnet faller ned
Igår var vi på moln, nu vaknar vi försent
Och fönstrena är öppna, men låt det regna in
Det skiner säkert imorrn, men vi stannar en dag till

Suricato – Not Yesterday Lyrics

[Verso 1]
Hoje eu fiz uma canção pra melodia que eu sonhei
Mas não era “Yesterday”, nem tampouco “Your Song”
Fiz sem medo de errar, pois eu fiz para você
E não era “Yesterday”, nem do Chico ou Djavan

[Verso 2]
Quando o dinheiro não dá e aquele trabalho não vem
Faço uma nova canção sobre o que eu sinto por você

[Refrão]
Não sou poeta ou escritor, PhD ou seu doutor
Nem tão moderna ou démodé, é só canção para você
Aceite os versos que eu lhe fiz para te fazer feliz
A rima é pobre, mas quando o coração é nobre toca na TV

[Verso 3]
Hoje eu fiz uma canção pra melodia que eu sonhei
Mas não era “Yesterday”, nem tampouco “Your Song”

[Refrão]
Não sou poeta ou escritor, PhD ou seu doutor
Nem tão moderna ou démodé, é só canção para você
Aceite os versos que eu lhe fiz para te fazer feliz
A rima é pobre, mas quando o coração é nobre toca na TV

Jesse Jagz – Nigerian Gangster Lyrics

[Intro – {Mr. Wallace & Min. Farrakhan}]
{Mr. Wallace: You go to Nigeria, which is, if not the most corrupt nation in Africa and it is, it could be the most corrupt nation in the world, Minister Farrakhan

Min. Farrakhan: Oh now, Mr Wallace ..

Mr. Wallace: It is the most corrupt nation that I have ever covered, I have been there 25 years ago and I’ve been there as recently as last year.}

[Verse 1]
He walks into the spot
See us pimping every stops, Cranberry and ciroc
Shots chilling on them rocks
He listens for the cops, he can hear the ticking of the clocks
Its a tale of a chicken and a fox
Hands still shaking from the Shotgun
Each and every stops, intuition on top
Kitchen is at locks, still listen if anybody knocks
Vision never stops how he never listen to his Pops
But now, he wishing he was ready for the mission
He was too young to listen
Guns gone missing
He on the Television, from New York to Briston
One hell of a mission, even on the intermission
Now, give it up for that Nigerian Gangster
You move too fast, they might blast ya
Streets is after, Police they might catch ya
It’s a fact, the next man be your actor
Too hard to capture, back-door contractor
Cruise in a Mazda, chased by the LASTMA
Pace getting faster, plate say Alaska
Registration is a fake from Madagascar
Ungrateful .. He unfaithful
Do anything he paid to
When everybody hates you
It’s a wonder how he make-do
They too late to underrate you
I’m talking M, talking Ice, talking Wizzy
Too hot for TV, believe me is easy
I’m talking Jazzy .. I’m talking Banky
I’m talking Nigerian swag, I’m talking Swanky
Now, eff you, this is the chapter
The Captain and Master, Nigerian Gangster
Can’t see me, all you hear is my laughter
Gold is what I’m after, silver and alabaster
I’mma bastard, I’mma goon, I’mma Pastor
See I’m a real G, I’mma actor
Contractor, we move bricks like a tractor
I’mma singer, producer and I’m a rapper
I’m talking VEC, I’m talking Phyno
I’m talking Olamide, I’m talking Gino
I’m talking English, I’m talking Nigerian Lingo
I ain’t fvckin’ around, baby girl, I’m talking Mandingo

[Bridge]
Uhn, Let it bounce, let it breathe
Eh, I’m talking real shady business, uh
Too hot for TV, Believe me
Motherfvcker, pimping ain’t easy

[Verse 2]
Here’s to the dream, to the green-white-green
All hail the machine, and pray to the queen, yea
Urh! From Saudi Arabia to Greece, peace
I pray, let your favour increase
And chains on our feet, slaves from the east
Stay for the feast and make way for the beast
Mary Jane that I keeps, is AK for the streets
I’mma lay in my sheets, everyday plenty weeks
It’s murder, O.J. when I creeps
Dre on the beats, it’s okay for the Fruits
I hustle in my dreams, no play when I sleep
Monday to Sunday, I need more days of the week
Now, here’s still the dream, I’m awake when I sleep
I ache in my feet and I’mma take, I’mma keep, urhn!
Now tell me, are you fake or you deep?
Are you great, are you weak, are you ape, or you sheep? yea
Uh! Now, get ready for the beast, uh
The whole earth gon’ shake when I speaks, whoo!
There’s a earth-quake in my sheets
The earth bakes from the snakes and the creeps
Heard, they was waiting for Jacob’s defeat, yea
I heard it was a major retreat at bay on my bay just to age in your fleet
For, I am made stronger he was made to be weak
I came to scorch him, I tamed the scorpion
Million thanks to Compton, Spain to Austin
Ukraine to Boston, God damn I’m awesome
My flow smoother than Johnson’s and Johnson
Now, here’s to the Captain and the Master
To e-very Nigerian Gangster
As love gets colder, light shine all over
It’s a story of a Soldier, five stars on my shoulder
Born in a vision, a extra celestial life form is living in the foetal position
Mama always told me, said life is a mission
But it’s my decision, I was too young to listen
I read what was written, surely it was forbidden
For loving in its religion, it came down in the form of a dove and a pigeon
See, I’m in a prison, conscripted in the system
I rose to the division, oh fvck it

[Outro]
“Shout out to all the Nigerian Gangsters worldwide
That’s what it is”

{Farrakhan: Fine! So what? 35 years old, that’s what that nation is; now, here is America 226 years old, you love Democracy? But there in Africa, you trynna force these people into a system of government that you just have accepted 30 years ago; black folk got the right to vote ..
You’re not in any moral position to tell anybody how corrupt there are. You should be quiet, and let those of us who know our people, go there and help them get out of that condition, but America should keep her mouth shut where ever there’s a corrupt regime as much hell as America has raised on the earth.}

Tempa T – Warming Up Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah man
Big up Flarve
It’s different now

[Hook][x2]
It’s warming up now, it’s warming up now
The game’s all hot, I’m gonna warm up now
Stepping in the game and I warm up
Just a little while long until my tour now cus’
Warming up now, warming up now
f**k this shit, I’m gonna warm up now
Rate these guys, they’re tryna fly flags
Gonna take over and warm up now

[Verse 1]
I’m like the sun in this season, I’m moving real warmer
At day time it’s peakest, scorching hot and it’s torture
Guess I’m on the news, a heat wave’s coming so send a reporter
So get your sun screen on, your UV lotion, I’ve come to scorch ya
Everyone’s getting got
I touch mic, get side hot
Wanna act funny, what what
Like [?] see a man get boxed
I’ve been out, I’ve been back
It’s about time I start changing attack
Come around me and start lighting ’em up with a blowtorch, I’ll throw flames at your [?]

[Hook][x2]
It’s warming up now, it’s warming up now
The game’s all hot, I’m gonna warm up now
Stepping in the game and I warm up
Just a little while long until my tour now cus’
Warming up now, warming up now
f**k this shit, I’m gonna warm up now
Rate these guys, they’re tryna fly flags
Gonna take over and warm up now

[Verse 2]
Warm on radio, warm on shows
Warm in the airways, warm on roads
Man better know that it’s warm out here ’cause I’ve been through the blitzing snow
Fifteen inch TV and a bed, few tracksuits in one wardrobe
Some days didn’t really see no sense
Didn’t have a 8-ball for the cro’
I’ve been through some f**ked up shit, I think back on life, I just wanna stop
These people don’t love me, they hate my life, do you just wanna block?
They don’t wanna see me grow, they all just wanna put me down, better know I’m King Kong on the block
See me come through on my warm up now

[Hook][x2]
It’s warming up now, it’s warming up now
The game’s all hot, I’m gonna warm up now
Stepping in the game and I warm up
Just a little while long until my tour now cus’
Warming up now, warming up now
f**k this shit, I’m gonna warm up now
Rate these guys, they’re tryna fly flags
Gonna take over and warm up now

[Verse 3]
Trust me, you’re gonna see me next time
Dun kno you’re gonna see me get by
Always putting me down, it’s not right
Always got something to say, I don’t like
Move from me when [?] patting around
Don’t come around and try patting the pattern
I’ll come around and start patting ’em down
All of them boys got pat down then, still them boys will get pat down now
[?] 34 then, still get [?] from the 35 now
Any time, any test, which rest?
I come with the [?] chest
Greezy in here, what’s up, who’s next?
Ring round everywhere, no rest

[Hook][x2]
It’s warming up now, it’s warming up now
The game’s all hot, I’m gonna warm up now
Stepping in the game and I warm up
Just a little while long until my tour now cus’
Warming up now, warming up now
f**k this shit, I’m gonna warm up now
Rate these guys, they’re tryna fly flags
Gonna take over and warm up now

Otm Frenchyy – I Need A Lick Lyrics (feat. Gee)

[Intro: OTM Frenchyy]
Yeah
I need a lick
Huh?

[Verse 1: OTM Frenchyy]
I need a lick, I’m down bad, I’m on my dick
I came up from selling dimes and selling nicks
.40 Glock it got a beam with a dick
Kick down your door, run in your house, and take your shit
I was broke, ain’t have nothing, I had to hustle
Got it out the mud, got it off the muscle, I’m from the gutter
I got a plug, his name Pedro, he got them zones
He plugged in with Perico in Medellin
I need a lick, I’m down bad, I’m on my dick
He in that stolo with no tint, look like a fish
Going viral, OTM shooters, Call up Lil Ruger
Cock back that pistol and pop his medulla, call him Medusa
I was trappin’ selling four-dollar sacks off at the school
Remember Khari got caught up with that fire, was on the news
I was thuggin’, jumped off the post, and hit the North
Pulling doors and jacking cars ’cause I was broke

[Chorus: OTM Frenchyy]
I need a lick, I’m down bad, I’m on my dick
I need a zip so I can flip and stack my chips
I need a lick, I’m down bad, I’m on my dick
I need a zip so I can flip and stack my chips
I need a lick

[Verse 2: Gee]
We slang cutters (What?), nigga, I ain’t no buster (Bitch)
Diamonds dancing like Usher, try to touch me, bro gon’ bust you
Them white folks got behind us, we was rolling marijuana
Bitch, I smoke on that ganja, f**k the daughter, f**k the mama (Gas)
And bitch we ’bout the drama, f**k boy you know that (f**k boy)
I’m chain swinging, diamonds blinging, bopping just like Kodak
I’m in my Dickies with my fitted and a f**king throwback
I’m getting litty, she gon’ lick me when she bring my dope back (Bitch, I’m lit)
I gave my young nigga two pounds and told him bring me four back (My young, young nigga)
And if my money all together, I might throw a four pack (It’s goin’ down, nigga)
Climb through your window for your TV, I was only 16 (Your Samsung, nigga)
I called my buddy. said I’m coming, meet me at the Celine (f**kin’ bitch, nigga)
I pull up on you, windows drop, and turn your shit into a scene
Extended clip that’s hanging out, them bullets at where you dream
I made a thirty piece, when I was in that Mustang
I bought a dirty stick, and spent 2K on a ring
I’m insane, make it rain, bitches f**king for change
I do my thing with them trees, and do my thing with that ‘caine (That white)
I’m switching lanes, French just turnt up so you know we gon’ bang (French)
And I’m from 3800, that BBG, that’s my gang (3800)

Brunori Sas – Una Domenica Notte Lyrics

Sono le 4 del mattino
Guardi la TV
Abbracciato ad un cuscino
Che cos’è che vuoi di più?
Lei che dorme lì al tuo fianco
Chissà cosa sta sognando
Le accarezzi un po’ i capelli
Poi cerchi il telecomando

E la conosci questa sensazione
Questo senso di vuoto senza una ragione?

C’è un frigorifero più grande
Ma la bottiglia è sempre quella lì
Sembra una moglie paziente
Che non ti rinfaccia mai niente
E non ti chiede dove sei stato, cosa hai fatto
La trovi sempre lì
Tra una carota e una cipolla
Ti dice: “Amore vieni a prendermi”

E la conosci quella tentazione
Quella voglia di fuggire senza una ragione?

E hai lasciato quel pacchetto
Dentro alla valigia blu
Avrai smesso cento volte
E cento volte e adesso una in più
E c’è gente che lavora
Aspettando un altro lunedì
Mentre il cielo si colora
E riesce anche a sorprenderti
Perché quest’alba è una benedizione
È un bacio, una carezza, una consolazione

E ritorni a letto
Spegni la TV
Lei si poggia sul tuo petto
Che cos’è che vuoi di più

E la conosci bene questa sensazione?
È una specie di ottimismo senza una ragione

Brunori Sas – Bruno Mio Dove Sei Lyrics

Bruno mio, dove sei?
Scusami se ti chiamo sempre
Che senza di te non riesco a combinare niente
I figli sono peggio di te
Sempre fuori, sempre in movimento
Fanno sogni più grandi di me
Che lo ammetto a volte mi lamento

Il punto è che mi manca trovarti addormentato alla TV
Cercarti fuori dalla chiesa, andare insieme a fare la spesa
Le sigarette sul comodino, il cruciverba poco più in là
Mica l’avevo capito che era quella la felicità

Eh, ma come è ingiusto il buon Dio
Dovevo esserci io al posto tuo
Te la saresti cavata certo meglio di me
Che non so neanche ridere senza di te

Bruno mio, ma lo sai
Che i nipoti stanno crescendo?
Ogni tanto mi chiedon di te
Se dal cielo tu li stai guardando
E ogni sera cento Ave Marie
Quel rosario lo sto consumando
E mi sento una bambina anche io
Quando sogno che mi dormi accanto

Perché non è facile
Sapere che non tornerai mai più
Che questa casa enorme
Ha poco senso se non ci sei tu

Su questo vecchio divano
Guardo una foto e non lo ammetterai
Mi hai amato da sempre
Anche se non me l’hai detto mai

Eh, proprio assurdo il buon Dio
Dovevo esserci io al posto tuo
Te la saresti cavata molto meglio di me
Che non so neanche vivere senza di te

Bruno mio, dove sei?
Scusami se ti chiamo sempre