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

Kelsea Ballerini – LA

[Official video LA]

I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
Off the plane, paint my face in the car, park my heart at the valet
I watch the sun sink down over Santa Monica Boulevard
when I’m lonely and I’m missin’ home
But other times I feel like my blood is runnin’ Cali

I’ve got some famous friends that I could call
But I don’t know if I’m cool enough
And what’s worse than spendin’ time alone
Is one of them not pickin’ up
It’s hard to grow and time to go
But some days I wanna stay
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

I wonder if I’ll get invited to the party
Yeah and if I do, will I go
If I go, will I know somebody
I’m on my third glass of wine
tryin’ to find conversation in a room with bigger names
But other days I’m lookin’ up the real estate

Confetti’s fallin’, friends are callin’, saw me on the TV
But if I let down my hair in the ocean air, will Tennessee be mad at me
Yeah I know it ain’t a one-way road
But sometimes it feels that way
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

Sometimes it feels like it’s all real but nothin’ here is as it seems
I ask myself does it feed my soul or my anxiety
Carpet’s red, ego’s fed, but it’s myself that I have to face
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

Brunori Sas – Il Santo Morto Lyrics

Hanno riesumato il Santo morto a pancia in su
(Era Padre Pio, era Padre Pio, era Padre Pio, il pulcino Pio…)
E mia mamma in chiesa non ci vuole andare più
A questo punto forse preferisce Manitù
Pornopettegolezzi, pornoromanzi dentro ai palazzi
Mentre Brunori di canta storie d’amore e di cuori a pezzi
La spazzatura o la bruci o ti seppellirà

Giovanna D’Arco disse:
Come on baby light my fire
Everybody stand by me
Come on baby light my fire
And stand by me
Hanno ritrovato anche le uova di Cocoon

Non s’invecchia più, non s’invecchia più
Non s’invecchia più, non s’invecchia più
E la nonna Pina non cucina più il ragù
Vuole ballare e va a cercare marito alla TV
Para pippar la bamba se necessita un poquito de grana
Aaaaaah aaaaaah aaaaaaaaah aaaaaaah…
Shake it up baby, shake it up baby twist and cum

Giordano Bruno disse:
Come on baby light my fire
Everybody stand by me
Come on baby light my fire
And stand by me
Hanno ritrovato anche le uova di Cocoon

Non s’invecchia più, non s’invecchia più
Non s’invecchia più, non s’invecchia più
E la nonna Pina non cucina più il ragù
Vuole ballare e va a cercare marito alla TV

Giovanna D’Arco disse:
Come on baby light my fire
Everybody dance with me
Come on baby light my fire
Everybody dance with me
Come on baby light my fire
And stand by me

Sf9 – Play Hard Lyrics

Oh yeah!
Let me tell, let me tell, won’t you see that girl
Let me introduce myself, myself!
Are you ready? Woo!

Yeah, 정신을 풀어 친구들 불러
오늘은 낮이고 밤이고 땅에서 굴러
팔을 휘둘러, hey
눈앞에 현실을 비틀어, hey
시침 소리는 틱 켜진 PC
미리 해 리필 one pick, pick
뻔해 보이는 세상도 지금부턴 내가 다뤄
잡아놨던 이성은 버리고 하늘 날아 high

정신 차리고 보니
또다시 돌아온 조회시간
학교 숙제 과제 끝난 지
얼마나 됐다고 왔니 기말
월화수목금 퇼퇼퇼
자유는 없나요 bae bae bae
아 얘들아 난 모르겠다
동전 챙기고 가자 코노 코노 코노

Oh eh oh eh oh oh oh
이젠 더 화끈하게
Oh eh oh eh oh oh oh
나처럼 춤을 출래
Oh eh oh eh oh oh oh
모두 다 준비됐고
지금부터 burnin’ up
나처럼 groovy 하게

Hey! Ooh ooh!
오늘 같은 Friday night
Oh yeah, woo! No no!
화끈하게 Friday night

It’s my show time
No one can stop
오늘 이 밤
화끈하게 Friday night
나처럼 groovy 하게

지루해 따분해
내 phone 속엔 의미 없는 talk만 가득해
SNS에는 내 기분과 반대인 해시태그들로 가득해
Ring ring 전화 걸어 만나 약속 없이
TV 속 내가 아닌 you know what I mean
그냥 기분 따라 특별한 밤 아니어도
갑자기 분위기 화끈하게

정신 차리고 보니
또다시 돌아온 월요일병
넥타이 지긋지긋해
알바 면접 또 불합격 (hey!)
월급 들어오면 뭐 해
또다시 카드 빚 나가는 거
아 에라 모르겠다
그냥 풀어 재껴 오늘은 정신 놓게, hey!

이젠 더 화끈하게
나처럼 춤을 출래
모두 다 준비됐고
지금부터 burnin’ up
나처럼 groovy 하게

Hey! Ooh ooh!
오늘 같은 Friday night
Oh yeah, woo! No no!
화끈하게 Friday night

Let’s go
Oh my God
Uh, my turn
And now, listen up!

Say hello to my homie, going on and on
I will set you free, yes it can be
원치 않았니
네가 보낸 지난 5일간은
꿈 또는 악몽이었으니 (no no!)
그게 꿈이라고 말을 해 (no no!)
이제 꾸미라고 말을 해
대체 뭐를 불안해해 내가 말했잖아
내가 끝이 나도 오늘 불태우고 끝나

Oh eh oh eh oh oh oh
이젠 더 화끈하게
Oh eh oh eh oh oh oh
오늘 같은 Friday night
Oh eh oh eh oh oh oh
다 같이 춤을 출래
Oh eh oh eh oh oh oh
Say 화끈하게 Friday night

It’s my show time
No one can stop
오늘 이 밤
화끈하게 Friday night
나처럼 groovy 하게

Futurebirds – Hotel Parties Lyrics

I wound up drinking backstage alone
And wondering why
We booked a show in Toronto
On the 4th of July
In a three day coma from the border flush
They’re trying to make an example out of us

Gotta find a place to unload the last 3 weeks
Try to get tired enough for me to go to sleep
Hotel parties are exactly what we need
Hotel parties always get the best of me

Because the company I keep
They all live in my TV
Sometimes they lie with me while I sleep

Episodes and seasons
Without money, love, or reaosn
My heart’s leaving

Another freezing 5 hour post-show drive
And cars don’t pass like ships sailing in the night
Hotel parties making everything alright
Hotel parties always leave me feeling light

They’re having hotel parties even in my dreams
What went to sleep as a whisper just woke up as a scream
I think they’re pumping something poison through the hotel vents
But I’m not sure just who I’m trying to convince
Because the company I keep
They all live in my TV
Sometimes they lie with me while I sleep

Episodes and seasons
Without money, love, or reason
My heart’s leaving

All these different names for the exact same thing
I lost some friends in the van but at least I can sing
Just give me some gold that I can turn into silence
While the towns slow-fade into the haze behind them

Hotel parties
Hotel parties
Hotel parties

Hotel parties
Hotel parties
Hotel parties

Blood – Economic Cancer Lyrics

See what the blind faith led to:
Goliath – like industrial complexity: the multinationals
Exploiting 3rd world workers and earth’s resources
Taking hold of their energy – intensive technologies

Producing things no one really needs
Waking the desire by nice TV – spots
Paying politicians to represent their interests
ECONOMIC CANCER, ECONOMIC CANCER
ECONOMIC CANCER, ECONOMIC CANCER

Ruel – Don’t Cry Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
You’ve been on and on again
And this time, I’m not listening
It’s been minutes since we’ve spoken last
Already talking to my friends
You can’t admit it that you lied, that I lied
Yeah, I’ve been upset, but I’ve tried, tried, I have tried
But boys don’t cry

[Verse 2]
You’ve been writing novels
I’m the inbox to your problems every weekday
We don’t talk much in real life
We fake fight and that’s all we do, do
But if it’s over, then it’s over
Doesn’t have to be a TV drama
If it’s over, then it’s over

[Verse 3]
You’ve been off and on again
I’ve always been your therapist
And you can’t say anymore, oh yeah
You’ve lost the right to be my friend
I know you’re drinking every night, night, night, night
Yeah I’ve been upset, but I’ve tried, tried, I have tried, oh

[Chorus]
But if it’s over, then it’s over
Doesn’t have to be a teenage drama
If it’s over, then it’s over
If it’s over, then it’s over
Doesn’t have to be a TV drama
If it’s over, then it’s over
But boys don’t cry
No, boys don’t

[Outro]
If it’s over, then it’s over
You don’t have to go and make this harder
If it’s over, then it’s over

Post Malone – A Thousand Bad Times Lyrics

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[Intro]
Yeah, oh, whoa, ooh
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Said you needed a ride, but you wanted my car
Without that face, girl, you wouldn’t get far
I really like you, despite who you are, oh (Who you are)
You see me on TV, you know I’m a star
You say you don’t know me, but I know that’s false
I’ll pay the price, girl, whatever that cost, oh (What it cost?)

[Pre-Chorus]
You make my life so hard
But that’s what gets me off

[Chorus]
I had a thousand bad times
So what’s another time to me? (What’s that to me, yeah)
You try to burn my house down
But what’s another house to me? (What’s that to me, yeah)
‘Cause I can take anything that you give me (What you give me)
It’s gonna take a lot more to kill me, bitch
So thank you for the grave (Yeah)
I needed me a place to sleep (Place to sleep)

[Verse 2]
And I don’t wanna meet your mama (No)
She prolly crazier than you (She prolly crazier than you)
I’m gonna need some thicker armor (Armor)
To spend another night with you (And on and on and on)
Baby, I know just what to do
Every time you fuck me over, I’ll come back to you
Baby, I don’t want to know the truth (Know the truth)
I ignore them when they tell me all the shit you do (Shit you do)
I always get my heart broke like I needed the practice (Needed)
Foot on my throat ’til my world is collapsin’ (Damn)
But this what I chose, it’s the law of attraction, yeah (Attraction)
(And on and on and on)

[Pre-Chorus]
You make my life so hard (So hard, so hard)
But that’s what gets me off

[Chorus]
I had a thousand bad times
So what’s another time to me? (So what’s that to me, yeah)
You try to burn my house down
But what’s another house to me? (So what’s that to me, yeah)
‘Cause I can take anything that you give me (What you give me)
It’s gonna take a lot more to kill me, bitch (Kill me)
So thank you for the grave (Yeah)
I needed me a place to sleep (Place to sleep)

[Bridge]
I should get out, but I still want more
I should get out, what am I waitin’ for?
It’s all the same to me, it’s all a game to me
It’s all the same to me, it’s all the same

[Chorus]
I had a thousand bad times
So what’s another time to me? (What’s that to me)
You try to burn my house down
But what’s another house to me? (What’s that to me)
‘Cause I can take anything that you give me (What you give me)
It’s gonna take a lot more to kill me, bitch (Kill me)
So thank you for the grave (Yeah)
I needed me a place to sleep (Place to sleep)
We go there, oh

BONES – Knock On Wood Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I’m like a well-oiled, money-making lyric machine
It’s only beautiful things in life I quietly see
I admire the things that life silently brings
With little effort on my part, I acquired the means
Ain’t grow tired of blades, so watch how you come up to me
I yellow tape you then hastefully say there’s nothing to see
Do enough for the rain
Had up to here with the sleet
The game without me’s like the me without the ambition in me
The world itchin’ to see what SESH gon’ do next
It’s like a mission to me to be a stress-free mess
No one’s speaking to me
I’ve been turned on to many times
Like, what you see on the TV
Too many lies being told to my face
Like I’ve been shipped down a dead end
And this rapping [?] a waste
But I escaped, just by the skin of my teeth
Still got the heart of a peasant
I got the music of king
What?
SESH
Greaf

[Chorus]
Blind shades, brighter days, you know what you mean to me
Darker hues, I feel used
I don’t know what you see in me
I thought I told you that we won’t stop
I thought I told you that we won’t stop
I thought I told you that we won’t stop
I thought I told you that we won’t stop

[Verse 2]
The syllable killer, the illest of villains
I’m banana clip peelin’, if you tryna get near me
I got the MP with me and the Desert Eagle near me
Even if you found me sleeping
One sound and I’m up tweaking
I’m shooting at the wall, hoping that you fall
Screaming nothing at all, and hooping at the park
Like it’s just light work, but I’m ’bout to make it dark
It’s imminent when I spark, bullseye every target
You better plan on ending it, if you plan to start shit
I’m shooting up to Mars in the death star ship
I take it to different lengths, I bless and I pocket tanks
I’m good like no thanks, I brought my own things
Resources by the vault, I purchase no matter costs
I can say a whole lot without even having to talk

[Chorus]
Blind shades, brighter days, you know what you mean to me
Darker hues, I feel used
I don’t know what you see in me
I thought I told you that we won’t stop
I thought I told you that we won’t stop
I thought I told you that we won’t stop
I thought I told you that we won’t stop

Rick Ross – Fascinated Lyrics

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[Intro]
Such a cloudy day, uh
Help  me‚ Lord
Yeah 
Oh‚ Lord
Oh‚ Lord
Hold  ya head, nigga
Hold  ya head, nigga
Lord‚ Lord
Oh,  Lord
What’s a hundred grand to a young nigga?
My dog doin’ twenty as a young nigga
I’m prayin’ for his son, he’s a young nigga
Strapped  with my gun as a young nigga

[Verse 1]
Hundred round‚ nigga, hangin’ out a Chevrolet (Huh)
Just a young nigga tryna see my fuckin’ pay (Ahh)
My daddy caught a bus, never lookin’ back
Got me standin’ in the rain, first fifty pack (Woo)
It’s never been the same, now I’m gettin’ stacks
Tattooed names on a nigga back (Black)
Rest in peace, nigga, to my lil’ niggas (‘Nut)
Rest in peace, dyin’ as a lil’ nigga (P-Nut)
Buried like a soldier, he’s a true nigga (P-Nut)
Throw the flag on his casket, he’s a true nigga (P-Nut)
You pussy niggas talkin’ like you knew niggas
Young niggas, y’all some new niggas

[Chorus]
Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
Gold watches fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga (Yeah)
They just wanna assassinate a young nigga (Woo)

[Verse 2]
They wanna give you five (Five), wanna give you ten (Ten)
Fifteen (Fifteen), send you back again (Damn)
Gave my dog life, said he was a killa (Killa)
Conspiracy for me ’cause I run with dealers (Whoa)
Gave a nigga thirty, he converted Muslim (Inshallah)
Top down, nigga, got them bitches lookin’ (Inshallah)
Real nigga, Gs on my belt buckle (Huh)
Huggin’ on my mama ’cause niggas don’t love ya (I love ya)
Cold pistol, nigga, cold bullets (I love ya)
Shout out to my dog, he gon’ pull it
I put that on my soul, that’s on everythang
I put that on my soul, that’s on everythang (Maybach Music)

[Chorus]
Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
TV fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
Yella hoes fascinate a young nigga
Hey, hey

[Verse 3]
I be cryin’ in my car, nigga
Nightmares of dyin’ in my car, nigga (I ain’t lyin’)
I just wanna stack my meatloaf
I just wanna keep my heat close (I got it)
I heard a nigga killed his self
I heard a nigga killed his self
I’ma ride ’til it’s all gone
Uh, I’ma ride ’til it’s all gone
Rest in peace to the trill
Rest in peace to the real
Straight from me, nigga will
And believe me, a nigga will

[Interlude]
Oh
Maybach Music
Oh
Whoa
I know you goin’ through some thangs, nigga
I got chills goin’ up my arm
My nigga gone

[Verse 4]
Pussy nigga, I’m independent
Pussy nigga, I want every pendant
Keep your business, keep your phones, nigga
I’m tryna do my own, nigga
Keep them pussy-boys from ’round me, nigga (Oh Lord)
Keep all pussy-boys from ’round me, nigga (Please, Jesus)
Keep all pussy-boys from ’round me, nigga (Please, Jesus)
I’m scared, these pussy-boys surroundin’, nigga
I’m so real, I’m so real
I’m so real, I’m so real
I feel alone, nigga, all alone (I’m so alone)
I feel alone, nigga, all alone

[Chorus]
Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Young nigga)
Gold watches fascinate a young nigga (I got ’em all)
Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga (I want ’em all)
They just wanna assassinate a young nigga

[Post-Chorus]
What’s a hundred grand to a young nigga?
My dog doin’ twenty as a young nigga
I’m prayin’ for his son, he’s a young nigga
Strapped with my gun as a young nigga

[Chorus]
Candy paint fascinate a young nigga
Gold watches fascinate a young nigga
Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga
They just wanna assassinate a young nigga

Rich Brian – Kids Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Ayy, uh
I’m puttin’ numbers on the board and blowin’ more digits
I haven’t started, man, these are just the before pictures
Shout out my parents, my mother gave birth to four winners
All of the players in the game, it’s always cold benches
Been in the studio, I forgot how to sleep
Not tryna make an album they forget ’bout in a week
They said the fruit never gon’ fall far from the tree
I used to be the kid, now the kids wanna be me
Trippin’ ’bout my future like way before there was cameras
Hella plans on my calendar ‘fore I went all professional
Less souls to trust, man, these people makin’ me cynical
More copycats and less people soundin’ original
Same destination, we just took different routes
Fuck bein’ one the greatest, I’m tryna be the greatest one
I ain’t sayin’ I ain’t grateful for everything I’ve become
But the throne is more comfortable than this chair I’m sittin’ on
My name is Brian, cold bars is what I’m known for
If my vision is scarin’ me, then I don’t go for it
‘Member my first days here when it was all foreign
Now I’m on TV with James Corden, that shit was crazy
Just got a place with a backyard, I feel amazing
Nothin’ can get between me and the dreams I’m chasin’
Ain’t got the time for partyin’, no more gettin’ wasted
Unless you got the 1942, man, then get the chaser
You hatin’ on me, but you know I gotta
You big in your city, I’m the king of a continent
These rappers tryna make the trendin’ topic
Why the state of music goin’ south?
But I don’t even want to talk about it
Let’s talk about it, nah, let’s talk about it
Before all these folks decide it’s cool to give a fuck about it
Everyone’s tryna make hits, I’m just tryna make music
You know, the kind that makes you feel when you listen to it?
I’m the youngest child, I don’t need more attention
You writin’ some bullshit, I write the lyrics meant for the captions
I’m makin’ songs that’ll probably outlive us for generations
Started off as the sailor, look at me, now I’m the captain
I won’t lie, this shit is fun
Tell these Asian kids they could do what they want
Might steal the mic at the GRAMMYs just to say we won
That everyone can make it, don’t matter where you from

[Bridge]
Can’t forget about the day that Sean called me
Talkin’ ’bout a vision called 88 that he’s dreamin’
Man, I love him like a brother, if we fall, we gon’ recover
Just a man with a vision who mastered in causin’ trouble (You can’t see)
Man, I can’t see the finish line
Fall back, fall back, I ain’t fuckin’ ’round this time (Anymore)
Did God know he created a legend in ’99? (Anymore)
Fuck pretendin’ on a track, man, I mean every single line

[Verse 2]
Touched down, never holdin’ back
Shinin’ like some bustdown, sailin’ ’round without a map
Been a underdog, now it’s time to let me quarterback
Killin’ shit in uncharted territories, man this shit get hella gory
Whole country of people proud, so I’m never worried
Glad you’re sittin’ through the credits, man, this is my story
The type of shit that make me cry when I record it
This the type of shit that still gon’ make me cry even when I’m 40
R.I.P. Nipsey, R.I.P. Mac
These inspirations always gon’ motivate me to rap
Let’s celebrate their lives and the people that they impact
The marathon continues, ain’t no way we lookin’ back
Amazon Prime flow, you know I’ll always deliver
We crossed oceans for a chance just to feel somethin’ better
Generations to sacrifice, that we’ll always remember
It’s that circle of life shit, they hold me up like I’m Simba
They told me I ain’t welcome, I’m here to stay, and my visa says so
Just wait and see who’s songs they gon’ blast up in they headphones
Come back like every couple years to destroy like tornadoes
Victorious tropical flow comin’ straight from Indo’
These plants only grow to just get cut and disposed
Their spotlight is dimmin’, my future’s so bright that it glows
You want the blueprint for impossible, I’ll let it show
Remember when Pac said, “The concrete grows a rose”

Jaden – Riot Lyrics

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[Chorus]
I can’t breathe when you’re not with me
Say your body on fleek, but I need to see
Girl, this an odyssey
All these problems in these sheets
Girl, said you’d never leave
But I never would believe, girl

[Verse 1]
‘Cause I can’t breathe when you’re not with me
Girl, hottest in the street, need to turn off your TV, girl
I took too many shots and they all get it now
I shot all of the cops, yeah, they ain’t dealing with us
That was six o’clock but I had to call myself in, on the run
Lil’ mama, she was done, she couldn’t deal with the grudge
Your parents didn’t mind, explain your love
Need to feel more touch, let the windows roll up
Let my niggas roll up, then we all roll up, oh

[Verse 2]
Though I fucking told ya, ooh
ERYS with the soldiers, ooh
No Land Rovers, ooh
‘Bout to call Elon Musk
Going nuts in the club
Six blunts, six ****
Got umbrellas in the cloud, ooh
In case they tryna keep up, ooh
They face looks stuck
They face fake as fuck
And my girl caked up
Wearing no make up, ooh

[Verse 3]
It’s a vibe, it’s a vibe, it’s a vibe
Hypnotized by the moon and the sky
I just flew in from the six, no lie
Hit a swish we ain’t even have to try
Man, okay, pull up to the party, put the party on a wave
And I got the posse with me, partners and the gang
Niggas said we playing but we do a lot of things
Know your boy J got a seven tier race
Diamonds too Dubai, sipping fly, same same
Get it every time and we try same-same
Teaspoon of vision make the pain go away
Got a beef with a nigga, please just say it to my face

[Non-Lyrical Vocal Interlude]

[Chorus]
I can’t breathe when you’re not with me
Say your body on fleek, but I need to see
Girl, this an odyssey
All these problems in these sheets
Girl, said you’d never leave
But I never would believe, girl

[Breakdown]
I can’t breathe when you’re not with me
Man, you’re out this world
[? 3:19]

[Verse 4]
Label called said they want a hit, I give a fuck
Got some demons on my chest, I gotta get ’em off
Say you want no problems you not even in no pub
When it’s night out you’ve been talking
When you wouldn’t know when it’s dark

[Outro]
We’re lost, we’re lost, we’re lost, we’re low
When I’m with you, you make me feel at home
I care about you so much more than you know
I’m calling girl, but you don’t answer the phone
I’m falling girl, my life is dominoes

Pouya – Talk to Me Before I Die Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Pouya]
It’s hard to feel, easy to kill, hard to deal, easy to give up
Hard to build, easy to break down
[?] put my feet up in the [?]
[?] in my tank top
And I can’t stop and I can’t move
When I wake up and I break up
And I say stuff I was never meant to say to they, like
I realized that I demonized you when I blamed my problems on you
It was always me, I’m uncomfortable in my skin when I’m not with you
I feel like I’m walkin’ in circles, what’s my purpose?
Brand new [?] and purses
Beggin’ my baby “don’t hurt me like I hurt you,” yuh

[Chorus: CUCO & Pouya]
Send to me a lullaby, talk to me before I die
[?] my emotions, I’m so sick from all the notion
And ending is so easy, maybe I’ll end up on TV
I can’t seem to find the meaning
I can’t seem to find the meaning
I wanna feel alive, I do it to these lies, I do
I look at you and tell you that I feel alright
Don’t wanna hurt this way, do I deserve to stay?
Do my apologies mean anything to you today? (Yuh)

[Verse 2: Pouya]
It’s hard to feel alive
It’s easy to wanna die
It’s hard to look at my reflection
Easy to grip that Smith N’ Wesson
Easy to fuck that bitch, no question
Easy to get my dick hard
It’s easy to get real pissed off
It’s hard to quit my day job
It’s easy to pop pills, get meals
Get fucked up tucked under covers
Never leaving my dojo where I stay solo
Where I feel safest and I’m less anxious
Begging for someone to save me
‘Cause most of the homies around me forsake me, lately
Creepin’ on me when the sun go down, so shaded
No surprise it don’t faze me, yuh

[Chorus: CUCO]
Send to me a lullaby, talk to me before I die
[?] my emotions, I’m so sick from all the notion
And ending is so easy, maybe I’ll end up on TV
I can’t seem to find the meaning
I can’t seem to find the meaning
I wanna feel alive, I do it to these lies, I do
I look at you and tell you that I feel alright
Don’t wanna hurt this way, do I deserve to stay?
Do my apologies mean anything to you today?

Lil Nas X – Kick It Lyrics

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[Intro]
Bizness Boi

[Chorus]
Run to, to me, for three
See, if you need weed, get it from me
It’s good
See if you want it, Nas, I got it, nigga, we should go and kick it
See you on the move, but we was cool, now don’t forget it
Oh come, get weed from me
It’s good

[Verse 1]
Now you all over the place
Sexy, yeah, I see your face
You just the nigga these days
My brother showed me your wave
Seen you on the TV, heard that Billboard took your chartin’ place
Heard your snippets on IG, man, tell me what’s the droppin’ dates
My big sister love you nigga, you the G.O.A.T., my uncle say
New pack just came in, my nigga, this that cookie funnel cake

[Chorus]
Run to, to me, for three
See, if you need weed, get it from me
It’s good
See if you want it, Nas, I got it, nigga, we should go and kick it
See you on the move, but we was cool, now don’t forget it
Oh come, get weed from me
It’s good

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Verse 2]
Oh, you just that nigga, now, can’t pick up, cool, then let me know
You ain’t got no talent, nigga, more up in my pinky toe
I just thought that we could kick it, why not let me know?
You’ll fall off, I’ll give it, oh
Two months, give or take a whole

[Chorus]
Run to, to me, for three
See, if you need weed, get it from me
It’s good
See if you want it, Nas, I got it, nigga, we should go and kick it
See you on the move, but we was cool, now don’t forget it
Oh come, get weed from me
It’s good

Charli XCX – Blame It On Your Love Lyrics

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[Intro: Charli XCX & Lizzo]
Hey, listen! (Hahaha)
I blame it on you, I blame it on you
Yee!

[Verse 1: Charli XCX]
I just wanna drink you up
Pour you in a silver cup
You know I like to party
But you know I love your body
So many things I shouldn’t do
I hate myself for hurting you (Yeah)
Honestly, I’m reckless
I’m sorry if I’m selfish

[Pre-Chorus: Charli XCX]
Every time you get too close I run, I run away
And every time you say the words, I don’t know what to say
Back, back to the beginning, really wish that I could change
I do, I do, I do

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
I blame it on your love
Every time I fuck it up
I blame it on your love, I do
I blame it on your love
I can’t help it, I can’t stop
I blame it on your love, I do

[Post-Chorus: Charli XCX]
Blame it on your love
(Whoa-oh, I blame it on your love)

[Verse 2: Charli XCX]
Sorry I’m a little scared
But no one ever really cared (Uh-huh)
I took you for granted (Yeah, I did)
Just a big misunderstanding
I just want to spend the night (One night)
Sleeping in your bed tonight (Yeah)
Or watch a little TV
I love it when you need me

[Pre-Chorus: Charli XCX]
Every time you get too close I run, I run away (I run away)
And every time you say the words I don’t know what to say (Say)
Back, back to the beginning, really wish that I could change
I do, I do, I do

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
I blame it on your love (Yeah, yeah)
Every time I fuck it up (Fuck it up, man)
I blame it on your love, I do
I blame it on your love
I can’t help it, I can’t stop
I blame it on your love, I do

[Post-Chorus: Charli XCX & Lizzo]
Blame it on your love
Blame it on your love (Ya-ya-ee)
I don’t know what’s wrong with this girl Charli, she crazy

[Bridge: Lizzo]
Gotta blame it on the, blame it on the
Blame it on the juice (Blame it on the juice)
Looking at my booty like you don’t know what to do
Baby, I know that you can’t control it (Control it)
But my body like a swisher, just roll it (Roll it)
I’m give you one chance to fall in love
Give you one chance, don’t fuck this up (Uh)
Ah, ah, oh (Uh-oh, Uh-oh)
I’m tryna catch millions, I ain’t tryna catch feelings (Bitch)

[Chorus: Charli XCX & Lizzo]
I blame it on your love (Yeah, yeah)
Every time I fuck it up (Fuck it up, man)
I blame it on your love, I do (I do)
I blame it on your love
I can’t help it, I can’t stop (Yeah)
I blame it on your love, I do
I blame it on your love
Every time I fuck it up (Every time I fuck it up)
I blame it on your (Every time I fuck it up) love, I do (I do)
I blame it on your love (Yeah, I blame it on your, blame it on your)
I can’t help it, I can’t stop
I blame it on your love, I do (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hahahaha, okay, that’s it