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Yes Indeed | 3 | Intro-
(Huh yea slatt slatt)
(you know)
(yea ooh)
(yea, icy wit it)
(yea)
Chorus-
Coming next to me (yea)
You are fat but i am lean (lean)
Moonwalk Billie Jean (MJ)
Yes, yes indeed
You pull up you a B (blood) throwing signs yes i'm a C (slatt)
You my son yea you my seed (you know)
Yes, yes indeed (big fax)
Verse 1-
Yes yes indeed got my whole gang with me cashing racks catching mac's popping slatt's get the bag (slatt)
Yes, yes indeed
(yea)
(ooh)
(check me)
(check me)
I don't understand why you've been staying by my side
I'm a hella bad influence better leave me by tonight
Yea you know that's facts
Yea you know i'm bad
So why the hell in the world are you stilling calling me dad?
I'm a crazy man
With a plan
To destroy the world with my self conscious is the plan
Bridge-
I said yes yes indeed (uh huh)
Yes yes indeed (okay)
Yes yes indeed (ay ayyy)
Verse 2-
You know that i'm a star so why you act like we ain't start
Maybe cause i got hurt messing with all these love scars
What you doing to me?
All these problems carried on my back is really hurting my spleen
But you taking knives and stabbing all the pain gon' make me bleed
Now i'm talking metaphorically but probably gon' happen to me
(yea yea)
(slatt slatt)
Chorus-
Coming next to me
You are fat but i am lean
Moonwalk Billie Jean (yea)
Yes, yes indeed (yea yea)
You pull up you a B throwing signs yes i'm a C
You my son yea you my seed
Yes, yes indeed
Verse 3-
Get away from me
I don't need you
I don't even wanna be you
You be staring at me mad weird like i'm see through
I don't need you (oooh)
You a ho
That's for sho
Dumb to know
(yo)
(check me)
(look look)
I got me so i don't need you
Chillin with El Juan and we eating on Burritos
(yo i'm playing i'm playing)
(you suck)
(yo yo chill bro)
(shut up)
(i'm just playing)
(shut up)
(damn)
(yea)
Heal me
Heal me (uh huh)
I can't deal with all this pressure that you putting on me (me)
(me)
Outro-
(ayyyy)
(yes yes indeed)
(you pull up you a B)
(signs yes i'm a C)
(son yea you my seed)
(young threat)
(young threat)
(yes yes indeed) |
The Ceremony | 3 | [Produced by No Luck]
[Chorus: Toch-UQ]
Welcome to the ceremony
No longer feeling lonely
The moving moon is moving slowly
She wanna get to know me, (yah yah yah)
Welcome to the ceremony
Kicking it like Iwobi
We pray to ball like Kobe
And tell the testimony, (yah, yah, yah)
[Hook: Toch-UQ]
She wanna fuck, (she wanna fuck ay)
Wanna fuck then I'll give it up, (we give it up ay)
Bill it up, till the ceiling touched (we bill it up ay, ay)
Hella liquor loading up cup, she
[Verse 1: Toch-UQ]
Existing in the distance,(in the distance)
She knows a nigga never listen, (nigga never listen)
The victim of a venerable vision, (venerable vision)
In addition to militant mission (militant mission)
Wisdom works its way through my system
I finally feel like I'm proud, (proud)
Imma make a celebration go down (down)
Tell Timi.b, nigga roll that loud, (can you roll it?)
Pillow in the clouds, looking like a silhouette
Cos I'm next to the sun and I'm watching it set
I don't wanna flex and yet
I can't control my chest getting bigger by the sec
But bitch imma be humble
And act like we stumbled upon our blessing/
And ended upon Everest/
With a bulletproof vest, for my legacy/
Cos imma see it rest in your head/
[Chorus: Toch-UQ]
Welcome to the ceremony
No longer feeling lonely
The moving moon is moving slowly
She wanna get to know me, (yah yah yah)
Welcome to the ceremony
Kicking it like Iwobi
We pray to ball like Kobe
And tell the testimony, (yah, yah, yah)
[Verse 2: Timi.B]
She was digging on my vibes, (digging on my vibes)
I swear that pussy got me high, (I swear that pussy got me high)
Tell me if you’re down to ride, (tell me if you're, tell me, tell me)
I won’t be taking any lies, (won't be taking any lies)
Niggas like me don’t play, listen to the words i say
Got a bad b like jay rapping that sweet cocaine
Cold but my lyrics will melt your brain
I’m blowing on a new damn strain
Niggas ain't in my lane
I don't really need no fame
Tryna free my own chains
While levelling up I won’t lose this game
[Pre-Chorus: Timi.B]
Ahh elevate, come and ride the wave
No tripping, no trippling
Ima set the stage
Ahh elevate, come and ride the wave
No tripping
It gets colder every time I spray
[Chorus: Toch-UQ]
Welcome to the ceremony
No longer feeling lonely
The moving moon is moving slowly
She wanna get to know me, (yah yah yah)
Welcome to the ceremony
Kicking it like Iwobi
We pray to ball like Kobe
And tell the testimony, (yah, yah, yah)
[Outro: Toch-UQ]
Get to know me
Testimony
Welcome to the ceremony, (get to know me)
Welcome to the ceremony, (testimony) |
Purified In Carnage | 2 | Oh Lord, I shall not whisper
Of the sights you showed me
Your humble servant
Bides his time
Oh Lord, but I shall scream out
All the sights you showed me
I'm not your servant
You are mine |
Black | 3 | BLACK
Aeon The Ace
Written by Ronald Aeon Lewis
Produced By Flawless Tracks
Mixed by Jonathan (DJ DLYFE) Coutrier-Owens
Intro: Drop… Uhh
Chorus:
Black is beautiful brilliant black is resilient black is appealing, Black as black as the Oil rich as the feeling of black sea but its deeper than black. Its deep but its deeper than black. (It’s so deep)
Verse 1:
I used to always adjust the light on my skin when I taking a pic. Fascinated with light skin women chasing the wigs. I was a few shades deeper than most. My nappy hair and black fist pic patted always keeping it low. I was the butt to all your dark skin jokes. Had me like damn why I got this dark skin for? I was taught that light was beautiful and every dark was ugly. Told to stay indoors cuz you know you get darker when it’s sunny. Brushed it off like it was funny thinking money solves it. Wore all designer clothes. Superficial caught in all it
Scarring my mental Self-hatred drawn Pardon my pencil. Following stencils. Tracing each step was sort of sequential. How could I grow? Immature and loud on my own even caught myself saying what I wouldn’t condone….. Like “you so pretty for a dark skin girl” my cousin hated how they separated beauty citing color or tone. Cuz black is beauty, Nubian goddesses draped in rubies and duly deserving truly emerging stand with a purpose superb and imperfectly perfect God draft the body in cursive. Wondering purpose deeper than skin shown on the surface aye
Chorus:
Black is beautiful brilliant black is resilient black is appealing, Black as black as the Oil rich as the feeling of black sea but its deeper than black. Its deep but its deeper than black. (It’s so deep)
Verse 2:
I'm as African as they come, son of Sierra Leoneans, black as tar on the lungs of a 90 year old chain smoker! A brave soldier can't help it it's in my blood. Descendant of Sir Samuel Lewis the beloved
The chosen one. Voice of the youth I'm raising and molding them. Coaching them. Weather the storm I march toe and toe wit them. For all of them ashamed of their culture now as I was. Embrace it at the end of the day it really defines us. Cuz
Black is beauty nappy happy phenomenal powerful with a vision the rarest of precious jewelry. This for the ignorant always poking they fun just lost in their misconception they judged me but never knew me. Cuz black is beauty. Nubian goddesses draped in rubies and duly deserving truly emerging stand with a purpose superb and imperfectly perfect God draft the body in cursive. Wondering purpose deeper than skin shown on the surface aye
Chorus:
Black is beautiful brilliant black is resilient black is appealing, Black as black as the Oil rich as the feeling of black sea but its deeper than black. Its deep but its deeper than black. (its so deep) |
Red Tube | 3 | I was 14 when I seen big booty bitches
Knew then I wasn’t coming out the house
Grab a bottle a lotion and go into the shower
Jack off for whole hour
Now my kids are running down my hand
I looked shocked and
Collected the babies then I put it in my sock then go to sleep thinking’s bout what I just did
This is the first time I seen my own kids
Couldn’t sleep so I watched another thick bitch this time she was getting trained by big dicks
Had super fun until I ran out of kids
My nuts looked like raisins dried in the sun
Picked up my toy and I fucked it for fun
Cum stains everywhere I said it was tooth paste
Socks stuck together they were dusty like the blue ray movies I played in the background And pretend I was sleeping
I was so horny I’d fuck my own sister
Cream pie my pillow , turn it over go to sleep
Wake up next morning then repeat it again
Finally found a solution for a goodnight sleep
Now it’s a new day i took my talents to school
I was happy because nobody knew that
I discovered Red tube on my kindle tablet
I brought it to class just to stare at the girls wearing plaid skirts
Playing kickball everybody knew they were ass at sports
But I had on jean shorts to hid my erection
Watching Alexis texas poked my dick at Nicole
Across the classroom she seen me beating off to porn
She questioned me asked me what I was watching
Finding Nemo like dory I explore
Go home pick up the phone go to backpage
Call up a whore convince her to give me head
Asking me questions like
Can you shit on my head
Check my piggy bank bitch how much for the head
She said $5 so I snatched a few quarters from my head board hurried up and I left home |
Nascar | 3 | Let's go
Coming from the Nextlane
She just want the guap and the cash huh
Once you broke she gone like Nascar
Why you mad now what's the matter (what's up)
When we blow we gon blow up like NASA
She just want the guap and the cash huh
Once you broke she gone like Nascar
Why you mad now what's the matter (what's up)
When we blow we gon blow up like NASA(Grrrt)
Aye hold up
Yeah we gon blow up
30 gang yah yah and we on go
VVS diamonds mix it with the gold
Mix the BB simmons wit da Gucci got my waist so cold
I don't know why everybody tryna steal my flow
We invented it but everyone tryna copy
Starting the trend, man that's my hobby
We at a point where only God can stop me
I'm just confident, I ain't even cocky
And i got my drip, I feel like Asap Rocky
My neck so cold, feel like we playing Ice hockey
And I ain't scared of nobody cause God got me
She just want the guap and the cash huh
Once you broke she gone like Nascar
Why you mad now what's the matter (what's up)
When we blow we gon blow up like NASA
She just want the guap and the cash huh
Once you broke she gone like Nascar
Why you mad now what's the matter (what's up)
When we blow we gon blow up like NASA(Aye)
I know yall gonna hate, yeah
Hate i don't really go rate that
I just dropped a hunnid k on a Maybach
My day ones wit me from WAYBACK
Run Away, Hunnid K
Make a hit like Home and Away
My boys grind to the end of the day
If you want a handout all you gotta do is say
Shoot my shot like Trae
Diamonds ice tray
On my bae I just spent a hunnid k
Iced out like my boi Gucci Mane
She just want the guap and the cash huh
Once you broke she gone like Nascar
Why you mad now what's the matter (what's up)
When we blow we gon blow up like NASA
She just want the guap and the cash huh
Once you broke she gone like Nascar
Why you mad now what's the matter (what's up)
When we blow we gon blow up like NASA(Banger) |
Pretty Girlz | 3 | Pretty Girlz
Intro:
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Aye aye aye aye
Pretty girls, Pretty girls...
E...Lit
Pre-Chorus
Pretty girl who are you
Aphrodite way too much
I ain’t never seen such
In your eyes I get lost
You a goddess in your prime
Start gazing in Lacoste
Don’t care what it cost
Chorus:
You so gorgeous, You so flawless (x2)
You too pretty (x2)
Verse:
I see you, you see me
I need you, you want me
Love story, I can tell
Where do I even start
Tenth grade when you first stole my heart and you never gave it back
Now I’m stuck in the past tryna get it back
Thinking bout the good days can’t forget the good days and the long nights
Phone calls till 3 AM, reminisce from the sound of your voice
Is it love or fate or is love a choice
I can’t make up my mind, I just can’t decide
I’m stuck on the cross roads to move on or go on I don’t know
You were pretty as a picture, I needed a Mona Lisa
We were picture perfect but nobody perfect (x2)
Thought it was working out, Now I’m stuck in the present tryna play it out,tryna work it out, tryna see where did I lose out
Tell me, Do you think about me? Do you dream about me? See life without me?
Even though we’ve parted ways girl I think about you, day dream about you, I just can’t forget you
It’s gone take some time, I can’t make you mine but ghadamn you fine
Time to let go, gotta live life divine, pretty girls that’s all I see, they all for me and they loving me
Young pretty nigga watch em fall for me
Paradise they offer me
Forbidden fruit mahn I need to see
Forbidden fruit mahn I need to see
Chorus:
Aphrodite way too much
I ain’t never seen such
In your eyes I get lost
You a goddess in your prime
Start gazing in Lacoste
Don’t care what it cost
Outro:
Pretty girls....
Pretty pretty, pretty pretty
Pretty girls... |
BACK AT IT | 3 | [Hook]
Damn
CaloMyers back at it again
My niggas green like Ben 10
Where is my money ? My yen
She said I fucked her, I said when ?
Seven shooters in back, Jeremy Lin
Sorry nigga, but I do not make amends
Codeine dreaming, now I need me a cleanse
[Verse]
Wait
This shit forever like 8
New Glock, straight out the case
I’m not gon’ save her, no cape
Who tryna’ make sum’ shake ?
I just wanna fuck, you ain’t bae
I’m the man, throwing bullets like pate
Big dank, this shit gon’ stank
Big gas, this shit gon’ reek
We up in the field, with no cleats
Watch this money increase
Im a big dog, straight up off the leash
What I’m smokin’ got me lookin Vietnamese
Big .40, I’m a make this ho sneeze
Freddy Kruger, I’m a see him in his dreams
Mask on like Mike, gut him open for the cheese
[Hook]
Damn
CaloMyers back at it again
My niggas green like Ben 10
Where is my money ? My yen
She said I fucked her, I said when ?
Seven shooters in back, Jeremy Lin
Sorry nigga, but I do not make amends
Codeine dreaming, now I need me a cleanse |
Just A Touch Live In Toronto 1983 | 5 | [Verse 1]
What in the world? Women in black
Don't you remember? Sonny's packed
A day in the life, nobody laughed
Look to the days, how long can this last? Huh
[Chorus]
Kevin heard it on the radio, Hugh informed word of mouth
Carla read it in the news, caught it all, just a touch
Touch
[Verse 2]
You set the pace, what was to come
You have to carry on now that you're gone
A day in the life, nobody laughed
Look to the days, how long can this last? Oh
[Chorus]
Kevin heard it on the radio, Hugh informed word of mouth
Carla read it in the news, caught it all, just a touch
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
[Bridge]
There's someone in our dreams, in our pre-assemblеd dream
[Verse 3]
What in the world? Women in black
Don't you rеmember? Sonny's packed
A day in the life, nobody laughed
Look to the days, how long can this last? Huh
[Chorus]
Kevin heard it on the radio, Hugh informed word of mouth
Carla read it in the news, caught it all, just a touch
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
A touch, a touch, a touch |
The Fruit of the Tree Chap. 1.2 | 1 | When Justine Brent emerged from the Hope Hospital the October dusk had fallen and the wide suburban street was almost dark, except when the illuminated bulk of an electric car flashed by under the maples.
She crossed the tracks and approached the narrower thoroughfare where Amherst awaited her. He hung back a moment, and she was amused to see that he failed to identify the uniformed nurse with the girl in her trim dark dress, soberly complete in all its accessories, who advanced to him, smiling under her little veil.
"Thank you," he said as he turned and walked beside her. "Is this your way?"
"I am staying in Oak Street. But it's just as short to go by Maplewood Avenue."
"Yes; and quieter."
For a few yards they walked on in silence, their long steps falling naturally into time, though Amherst was somewhat taller than his companion.
At length he said: "I suppose you know nothing about the relation between Hope Hospital and the Westmore Mills."
"Only that the hospital was endowed by one of the Westmore family."
"Yes; an old Miss Hope, a great-aunt of Westmore's. But there is more than that between them—all kinds of subterranean passages." He paused, and began again: "For instance, Dr. Disbrow married the sister of our manager's wife."
"Your chief at the mills?"
"Yes," he said with a slight grimace. "So you see, if Truscomb—the manager—thinks one of the mill-hands is only slightly injured, it's natural that his brother-in-law, Dr. Disbrow, should take an optimistic view of the case."
"Natural? I don't know——"
"Don't you think it's natural that a man should be influenced by his wife?"
"Not where his professional honour is concerned."
Amherst smiled. "That sounds very young—if you'll excuse my saying so. Well, I won't go on to insinuate that, Truscomb being high in favour with the Westmores, and the Westmores having a lien on the hospital, Disbrow's position there is also bound up with his taking—more or less—the same view as Truscomb's."
Miss Brent had paused abruptly on the deserted pavement.
"No, don't go on—if you want me to think well of you," she flashed out.
Amherst met the thrust composedly, perceiving, as she turned to face him, that what she resented was not so much his insinuation against his superiors as his allusion to the youthfulness of her sentiments. She was, in fact, as he now noticed, still young enough to dislike being excused for her youth. In her severe uniform of blue linen, her dusky skin darkened by the nurse's cap, and by the pale background of the hospital walls, she had seemed older, more competent and experienced; but he now saw how fresh was the pale curve of her cheek, and how smooth the brow clasped in close waves of hair.
"I began at the wrong end," he acknowledged. "But let me put Dillon's case before you dismiss me."
She softened. "It is only because of my interest in that poor fellow that I am here——"
"Because you think he needs help—and that you can help him?"
But she held back once more. "Please tell me about him first," she said, walking on.
Amherst met the request with another question. "I wonder how much you know about factory life?"
"Oh, next to nothing. Just what I've managed to pick up in these two days at the hospital."
He glanced at her small determined profile under its dark roll of hair, and said, half to himself: "That might be a good deal."
She took no notice of this, and he went on: "Well, I won't try to put the general situation before you, though Dillon's accident is really the result of it. He works in the carding room, and on the day of the accident his 'card' stopped suddenly, and he put his hand behind him to get a tool he needed out of his trouser-pocket. He reached back a little too far, and the card behind him caught his hand in its million of diamond-pointed wires. Truscomb and the overseer of the room maintain that the accident was due to his own carelessness; but the hands say that it was caused by the fact of the cards being too near together, and that just such an accident was bound to happen sooner or later."
Miss Brent drew an eager breath. "And what do you say?"
"That they're right: the carding-room is shamefully overcrowded. Dillon hasn't been in it long—he worked his way up at the mills from being a bobbin-boy—and he hadn't yet learned how cautious a man must be in there. The cards are so close to each other that even the old hands run narrow risks, and it takes the cleverest operative some time to learn that he must calculate every movement to a fraction of an inch."
"But why do they crowd the rooms in that way?"
"To get the maximum of profit out of the minimum of floor-space. It costs more to increase the floor-space than to maim an operative now and then."
"I see. Go on," she murmured.
"That's the first point; here is the second. Dr. Disbrow told Truscomb this morning that Dillon's hand would certainly be saved, and that he might get back to work in a couple of months if the company would present him with an artificial finger or two."
Miss Brent faced him with a flush of indignation. "Mr. Amherst—who gave you this version of Dr. Disbrow's report?"
"The manager himself."
"Verbally?"
"No—he showed me Disbrow's letter."
For a moment or two they walked on silently through the quiet street; then she said, in a voice still stirred with feeling: "As I told you this afternoon, Dr. Disbrow has said nothing in my hearing."
"And Mrs. Ogan?"
"Oh, Mrs. Ogan—" Her voice broke in a ripple of irony. "Mrs. Ogan 'feels it to be such a beautiful dispensation, my dear, that, owing to a death that very morning in the surgical ward, we happened to have a bed ready for the poor man within three hours of the accident.'" She had exchanged her deep throat-tones for a high reedy note which perfectly simulated the matron's lady-like inflections.
Amherst, at the change, turned on her with a boyish burst of laughter: she joined in it, and for a moment they were blent in that closest of unions, the discovery of a common fund of humour.
She was the first to grow grave. "That three hours' delay didn't help matters—how is it there is no emergency hospital at the mills?"
Amherst laughed again, but in a different key. "That's part of the larger question, which we haven't time for now." He waited a moment, and then added: "You've not yet given me your own impression of Dillon's case."
"You shall have it, if you saw that letter. Dillon will certainly lose his hand—and probably the whole arm." She spoke with a thrilling of her slight frame that transformed the dispassionate professional into a girl shaken with indignant pity.
Amherst stood still before her. "Good God! Never anything but useless lumber?"
"Never——"
"And he won't die?"
"Alas!"
"He has a consumptive wife and three children. She ruined her health swallowing cotton-dust at the factory," Amherst continued.
"So she told me yesterday."
He turned in surprise. "You've had a talk with her?"
"I went out to Westmore last night. I was haunted by her face when she came to the hospital. She looks forty, but she told me she was only twenty-six." Miss Brent paused to steady her voice. "It's the curse of my trade that it's always tempting me to interfere in cases where I can do no possible good. The fact is, I'm not fit to be a nurse—I shall live and die a wretched sentimentalist!" she ended, with an angry dash at the tears on her veil.
Her companion walked on in silence till she had regained her composure. Then he said: "What did you think of Westmore?"
"I think it's one of the worst places I ever saw—and I am not unused to slums. It looks so dead. The slums of big cities are much more cheerful."
He made no answer, and after a moment she asked: "Does the cotton-dust always affect the lungs?"
"It's likely to, where there is the least phthisical tendency. But of course the harm could be immensely reduced by taking up the old rough floors which hold the dust, and by thorough cleanliness and ventilation."
"What does the company do in such cases? Where an operative breaks down at twenty-five?"
"The company says there was a phthisical tendency."
"And will they give nothing in return for the two lives they have taken?"
"They will probably pay for Dillon's care at the hospital, and they have taken the wife back as a scrubber."
"To clean those uncleanable floors? She's not fit for it!"
"She must work, fit for it or not; and there is less strain in scrubbing than in bending over the looms or cards. The pay is lower, of course, but she's very grateful for being taken back at all, now that she's no longer a first-class worker."
Miss Brent's face glowed with a fine wrath. "She can't possibly stand more than two or three months of it without breaking down!"
"Well, you see they've told her that in less than that time her husband will be at work again."
"And what will the company do for them when the wife is a hopeless invalid, and the husband a cripple?"
Amherst again uttered the dry laugh with which he had met her suggestion of an emergency hospital. "I know what I should do if I could get anywhere near Dillon—give him an overdose of morphine, and let the widow collect his life-insurance, and make a fresh start."
She looked at him curiously. "Should you, I wonder?"
"If I saw the suffering as you see it, and knew the circumstances as I know them, I believe I should feel justified—" He broke off. "In your work, don't you ever feel tempted to set a poor devil free?"
She mused. "One might...but perhaps the professional instinct to save would always come first."
"To save—what? When all the good of life is gone?"
"I daresay," she sighed, "poor Dillon would do it himself if he could—when he realizes that all the good is gone."
"Yes, but he can't do it himself; and it's the irony of such cases that his employers, after ruining his life, will do all they can to patch up the ruins."
"But that at least ought to count in their favour."
"Perhaps; if—" He paused, as though reluctant to lay himself open once more to the charge of uncharitableness; and suddenly she exclaimed, looking about her: "I didn't notice we had walked so far down Maplewood Avenue!"
They had turned a few minutes previously into the wide thoroughfare crowning the high ground which is covered by the residential quarter of Hanaford. Here the spacious houses, withdrawn behind shrubberies and lawns, revealed in their silhouettes every form of architectural experiment, from the symmetrical pre-Revolutionary structure, with its classic portico and clipped box-borders, to the latest outbreak in boulders and Moorish tiles.
Amherst followed his companion's glance with surprise. "We have gone a block or two out of our way. I always forget where I am when I'm talking about anything that interests me."
Miss Brent looked at her watch. "My friends don't dine till seven, and I can get home in time by taking a Grove Street car," she said.
"If you don't mind walking a little farther you can take a Liberty Street car instead. They run oftener, and you will get home just as soon."
She made a gesture of assent, and as they walked on he continued: "I haven't yet explained why I am so anxious to get an unbiassed opinion of Dillon's case."
She looked at him in surprise. "What you've told me about Dr. Disbrow and your manager is surely enough."
"Well, hardly, considering that I am Truscomb's subordinate. I shouldn't have committed a breach of professional etiquette, or asked you to do so, if I hadn't a hope of bettering things; but I have, and that is why I've held on at Westmore for the last few months, instead of getting out of it altogether."
"I'm glad of that," she said quickly.
"The owner of the mills—young Richard Westmore—died last winter," he went on, "and my hope—it's no more—is that the new broom may sweep a little cleaner."
"Who is the new broom?"
"Westmore left everything to his widow, and she is coming here to-morrow to look into the management of the mills."
"Coming? She doesn't live here, then?"
"At Hanaford? Heaven forbid! It's an anomaly nowadays for the employer to live near the employed. The Westmores have always lived in New York—and I believe they have a big place on Long Island."
"Well, at any rate she is coming, and that ought to be a good sign. Did she never show any interest in the mills during her husband's life?"
"Not as far as I know. I've been at Westmore three years, and she's not been seen there in my time. She is very young, and Westmore himself didn't care. It was a case of inherited money. He drew the dividends, and Truscomb did the rest."
Miss Brent reflected. "I don't know much about the constitution of companies—but I suppose Mrs. Westmore doesn't unite all the offices in her own person. Is there no one to stand between Truscomb and the operatives?"
"Oh, the company, on paper, shows the usual official hierarchy. Richard Westmore, of course, was president, and since his death the former treasurer—Halford Gaines—has replaced him, and his son, Westmore Gaines, has been appointed treasurer. You can see by the names that it's all in the family. Halford Gaines married a Miss Westmore, and represents the clan at Hanaford—leads society, and keeps up the social credit of the name. As treasurer, Mr. Halford Gaines kept strictly to his special business, and always refused to interfere between Truscomb and the operatives. As president he will probably follow the same policy, the more so as it fits in with his inherited respect for the status quo, and his blissful ignorance of economics."
"And the new treasurer—young Gaines? Is there no hope of his breaking away from the family tradition?"
"Westy Gaines has a better head than his father; but he hates Hanaford and the mills, and his chief object in life is to be taken for a New Yorker. So far he hasn't been here much, except for the quarterly meetings, and his routine work is done by another cousin—you perceive that Westmore is a nest of nepotism."
Miss Brent's work among the poor had developed her interest in social problems, and she followed these details attentively.
"Well, the outlook is not encouraging, but perhaps Mrs. Westmore's coming will make a change. I suppose she has more power than any one."
"She might have, if she chose to exert it, for her husband was really the whole company. The official cousins hold only a few shares apiece."
"Perhaps, then, her visit will open her eyes. Who knows but poor Dillon's case may help others—prove a beautiful dispensation, as Mrs. Ogan would say?"
"It does come terribly pat as an illustration of some of the abuses I want to have remedied. The difficulty will be to get the lady's ear. That's her house we're coming to, by the way."
An electric street-lamp irradiated the leafless trees and stone gate-posts of the building before them. Though gardens extended behind it, the house stood so near the pavement that only two short flights of steps intervened between the gate-posts and the portico. Light shone from every window of the pompous rusticated façade—in the turreted "Tuscan villa" style of the 'fifties—and as Miss Brent and Amherst approached, their advance was checked by a group of persons who were just descending from two carriages at the door.
The lamp-light showed every detail of dress and countenance in the party, which consisted of two men, one slightly lame, with a long white moustache and a distinguished nose, the other short, lean and professional, and of two ladies and their laden attendants.
"Why, that must be her party arriving!" Miss Brent exclaimed; and as she spoke the younger of the two ladies, turning back to her maid, exposed to the glare of the electric light a fair pale face shadowed by the projection of her widow's veil.
"Is that Mrs. Westmore?" Miss Brent whispered; and as Amherst muttered: "I suppose so; I've never seen her——" she continued excitedly: "She looks so like—do you know what her name was before she married?"
He drew his brows together in a hopeless effort of remembrance. "I don't know—I must have heard—but I never can recall people's names."
"That's bad, for a leader of men!" she said mockingly, and he answered, as though touched on a sore point: "I mean people who don't count. I never forget an operative's name or face."
"One can never tell who may be going to count," she rejoined sententiously.
He dwelt on this in silence while they walked on catching as they passed a glimpse of the red-carpeted Westmore hall on which the glass doors were just being closed. At length he roused himself to ask: "Does Mrs. Westmore look like some one you know?"
"I fancied so—a girl who was at the Sacred Heart in Paris with me. But isn't this my corner?" she exclaimed, as they turned into another street, down which a laden car was descending.
Its approach left them time for no more than a hurried hand-clasp, and when Miss Brent had been absorbed into the packed interior her companion, as his habit was, stood for a while where she had left him, gazing at some indefinite point in space; then, waking to a sudden consciousness of his surroundings, he walked off toward the centre of the town.
At the junction of two business streets he met an empty car marked "Westmore," and springing into it, seated himself in a corner and drew out a pocket Shakespeare. He read on, indifferent to his surroundings, till the car left the asphalt streets and illuminated shop-fronts for a grey intermediate region of mud and macadam. Then he pocketed his volume and sat looking out into the gloom.
The houses grew less frequent, with darker gaps of night between; and the rare street-lamps shone on cracked pavements, crooked telegraph-poles, hoardings tapestried with patent-medicine posters, and all the mean desolation of an American industrial suburb. Farther on there came a weed-grown field or two, then a row of operatives' houses, the showy gables of the "Eldorado" road-house—the only building in Westmore on which fresh paint was freely lavished—then the company "store," the machine shops and other out-buildings, the vast forbidding bulk of the factories looming above the river-bend, and the sudden neatness of the manager's turf and privet hedges. The scene was so familiar to Amherst that he had lost the habit of comparison, and his absorption in the moral and material needs of the workers sometimes made him forget the outward setting of their lives. But to-night he recalled the nurse's comment—"it looks so dead"—and the phrase roused him to a fresh perception of the scene. With sudden disgust he saw the sordidness of it all—the poor monotonous houses, the trampled grass-banks, the lean dogs prowling in refuse-heaps, the reflection of a crooked gas-lamp in a stagnant loop of the river; and he asked himself how it was possible to put any sense of moral beauty into lives bounded forever by the low horizon of the factory. There is a fortuitous ugliness that has life and hope in it: the ugliness of overcrowded city streets, of the rush and drive of packed activities; but this out-spread meanness of the suburban working colony, uncircumscribed by any pressure of surrounding life, and sunk into blank acceptance of its isolation, its banishment from beauty and variety and surprise, seemed to Amherst the very negation of hope and life.
"She's right," he mused—"it's dead—stone dead: there isn't a drop of wholesome blood left in it."
The Moosuc River valley, in the hollow of which, for that river's sake, the Westmore mills had been planted, lingered in the memory of pre-industrial Hanaford as the pleasantest suburb of the town. Here, beyond a region of orchards and farm-houses, several "leading citizens" had placed, above the river-bank, their prim wood-cut "residences," with porticoes and terraced lawns; and from the chief of these, Hopewood, brought into the Westmore family by the Miss Hope who had married an earlier Westmore, the grim mill-village had been carved. The pillared "residences" had, after this, inevitably fallen to base uses; but the old house at Hopewood, in its wooded grounds, remained, neglected but intact, beyond the first bend of the river, deserted as a dwelling but "held" in anticipation of rising values, when the inevitable growth of Westmore should increase the demand for small building lots. Whenever Amherst's eyes were refreshed by the hanging foliage above the roofs of Westmore, he longed to convert the abandoned country-seat into a park and playground for the mill-hands; but he knew that the company counted on the gradual sale of Hopewood as a source of profit. No—the mill-town would not grow beautiful as it grew larger—rather, in obedience to the grim law of industrial prosperity, it would soon lose its one lingering grace and spread out in unmitigated ugliness, devouring green fields and shaded slopes like some insect-plague consuming the land. The conditions were familiar enough to Amherst; and their apparent inevitableness mocked the hopes he had based on Mrs. Westmore's arrival.
"Where every stone is piled on another, through the whole stupid structure of selfishness and egotism, how can one be pulled out without making the whole thing topple? And whatever they're blind to, they always see that," he mused, reaching up for the strap of the car.
He walked a few yards beyond the manager's house, and turned down a side street lined with scattered cottages. Approaching one of these by a gravelled path he pushed open the door, and entered a sitting-room where a green-shaded lamp shone pleasantly on bookshelves and a crowded writing-table.
A brisk little woman in black, laying down the evening paper as she rose, lifted her hands to his tall shoulders.
"Well, mother," he said, stooping to her kiss.
"You're late, John," she smiled back at him, not reproachfully, but with affection.
She was a wonderfully compact and active creature, with face so young and hair so white that she looked as unreal as a stage mother till a close view revealed the fine lines that experience had drawn about her mouth and eyes. The eyes themselves, brightly black and glancing, had none of the veiled depths of her son's gaze. Their look was outward, on a world which had dealt her hard blows and few favours, but in which her interest was still fresh, amused and unabated.
Amherst glanced at his watch. "Never mind—Duplain will be later still. I had to go into Hanaford, and he is replacing me at the office."
"So much the better, dear: we can have a minute to ourselves. Sit down and tell me what kept you."
She picked up her knitting as she spoke, having the kind of hands that find repose in ceaseless small activities. Her son could not remember a time when he had not seen those small hands in motion—shaping garments, darning rents, repairing furniture, exploring the inner economy of clocks. "I make a sort of rag-carpet of the odd minutes," she had once explained to a friend who wondered at her turning to her needlework in the moment's interval between other tasks.
Amherst threw himself wearily into a chair. "I was trying to find out something about Dillon's case," he said.
His mother turned a quick glance toward the door, rose to close it, and reseated herself.
"Well?"
"I managed to have a talk with his nurse when she went off duty this evening."
"The nurse? I wonder you could get her to speak."
"Luckily she's not the regular incumbent, but a volunteer who happened to be here on a visit. As it was, I had some difficulty in making her talk—till I told her of Disbrow's letter."
Mrs. Amherst lifted her bright glance from the needles. "He's very bad, then?"
"Hopelessly maimed!"
She shivered and cast down her eyes. "Do you suppose she really knows?"
"She struck me as quite competent to judge."
"A volunteer, you say, here on a visit? What is her name?"
He raised his head with a vague look. "I never thought of asking her."
Mrs. Amherst laughed. "How like you! Did she say with whom she was staying?"
"I think she said in Oak Street—but she didn't mention any name."
Mrs. Amherst wrinkled her brows thoughtfully. "I wonder if she's not the thin dark girl I saw the other day with Mrs. Harry Dressel. Was she tall and rather handsome?"
"I don't know," murmured Amherst indifferently. As a rule he was humorously resigned to his mother's habit of deserting the general for the particular, and following some irrelevant thread of association in utter disregard of the main issue. But to-night, preoccupied with his subject, and incapable of conceiving how anyone else could be unaffected by it, he resented her indifference as a sign of incurable frivolity.
"How she can live close to such suffering and forget it!" was his thought; then, with a movement of self-reproach, he remembered that the work flying through her fingers was to take shape as a garment for one of the infant Dillons. "She takes her pity out in action, like that quiet nurse, who was as cool as a drum-major till she took off her uniform—and then!" His face softened at the recollection of the girl's outbreak. Much as he admired, in theory, the woman who kept a calm exterior in emergencies, he had all a man's desire to know that the springs of feeling lay close to the unruffled surface.
Mrs. Amherst had risen and crossed over to his chair. She leaned on it a moment, pushing the tossed brown hair from his forehead.
"John, have you considered what you mean to do next?"
He threw back his head to meet her gaze.
"About this Dillon case," she continued. "How are all these investigations going to help you?"
Their eyes rested on each other for a moment; then he said coldly: "You are afraid I am going to lose my place."
She flushed like a girl and murmured: "It's not the kind of place I ever wanted to see you in!"
"I know it," he returned in a gentler tone, clasping one of the hands on his chair-back. "I ought to have followed a profession, like my grandfather; but my father's blood was too strong in me. I should never have been content as anything but a working-man."
"How can you call your father a working-man? He had a genius for mechanics, and if he had lived he would have been as great in his way as any statesman or lawyer."
Amherst smiled. "Greater, to my thinking; but he gave me his hard-working hands without the genius to create with them. I wish I had inherited more from him, or less; but I must make the best of what I am, rather than try to be somebody else." He laid her hand caressingly against his cheek. "It's hard on you, mother—but you must bear with me."
"I have never complained, John; but now you've chosen your work, it's natural that I should want you to stick to it."
He rose with an impatient gesture. "Never fear; I could easily get another job——"
"What? If Truscomb black-listed you? Do you forget that Scotch overseer who was here when we came?"
"And whom Truscomb hounded out of the trade? I remember him," said Amherst grimly; "but I have an idea I am going to do the hounding this time."
His mother sighed, but her reply was cut short by the noisy opening of the outer door. Amherst seemed to hear the sound with relief. "There's Duplain," he said, going into the passage; but on the threshold he encountered, not the young Alsatian overseer who boarded with them, but a small boy who said breathlessly: "Mr. Truscomb wants you to come down bimeby."
"This evening? To the office?"
"No—he's sick a-bed."
The blood rushed to Amherst's face, and he had to press his lips close to check an exclamation. "Say I'll come as soon as I've had supper," he said.
The boy vanished, and Amherst turned back to the sitting-room. "Truscomb's ill—he has sent for me; and I saw Mrs. Westmore arriving tonight! Have supper, mother—we won't wait for Duplain." His face still glowed with excitement, and his eyes were dark with the concentration of his inward vision.
"Oh, John, John!" Mrs. Amherst sighed, crossing the passage to the kitchen. |
Purification of Fire | 5 | Dark shadows cast as the embers fly
Screams echo through the hollows
As ground turns white from the ashes
The purification of the fire takes place
All those who enter
Becomes cleansed
To hold the flame is the gift
For you are as empty, pure and bright as the flame
The burn of flesh to right your past
To sacrifice all that you have
The blood soaked ash absorbs the body
As cold winds howl in mourning
Dark shadows cast as the embers fly
Screams echo through the hollows
As ground turns white from the ashes
The purification of the fire takes place
As bones collect the fire grows
Cleansing all impurities
To end all this way is just
Providing grand eternal rest |
Bad Company Roy Blair Flip | 3 | [Intro]
Is it cool if I quote the baby bro one time?
BLAQKNOIZ
Word to Roy Blair
FLVKO Beats, bitch!
[Hook]
Yeah, I'm gonna lose my mind tonight
And no one in the world is gonna stop me
Seen our empty hands, but went for more!
And leave out everything that we gon' need, Bad Company!
Yeah, I'm gonna lose my mind tonight
And no one in the world is gonna stop me
Seen our empty hands, but went for more!
And leave out everything that we gon' need, you Bad Company!
[Verse]
I don't get depressed, it's my natural state
That's why I'm always stressed and I'm clocking in late
I got a date with death and I'm topping His plate
Preaching "more is less" while I'm brimming with hate
I hate y'all. I try to smile and nod
'Cause what do I got if I don't got a job?
Yeah, I'll work nights! I'll take the shifts that you give me
And I'll stay nice despite the shit that you give me
And I'm pissed if you with me
'Cause I'm gifted and miss me
With the pistols of the piggies
As the key to the city
You can catch the fists of Gritty
With your actionless pity
I'll just get all my riches
Sitting, tapping a MIDI
[Hook]
Yeah, I'm gonna lose my mind tonight
And no one in the world is gonna stop me
Seen our empty hands, but went for more!
And leave out everything that we gon' need, Bad Company!
[Verse]
I've been waiting for someone to take me out of slavery
Nothing less than 8 G's, fuck you, pay me
Good luck, Mabie!
Finding someone smart enough
To spare me from my responsibilities
Looking for a donor, but I don't want to give a piece
Yeah, I'm gonna take heed, Tribe said "shady"
Good luck, Mabie!
We all know you dumb enough
To stay broke for the entire century!
[Hook]
Yeah, I'm gonna lose my mind tonight
And no one in the world is gonna stop me
Seen our empty hands, but went for more!
And leave out everything that we gon' need, Bad Company!
Yeah, I'm gonna lose my mind tonight
And no one in the world is gonna stop me
Seen our empty hands, but went for more!
And leave out everything that we gon' need, Bad Company! |
Spies For Life | 2 | [Verse 1]
I could be wrong, but I've seen your face before
Not sure which side you're on, but be sure this is war
Can you find me, can you find me, walking through the door?
I'm making plans with you
I'll be your downfall
We're on a mission, don't get in our way
God is the leader, it doesn't matter what you say
Lives that we save are worth any cost
A right to life for all that agree with us
[Verse 2]
Infiltrate blasphemous strongholds
Oh this is it, put 'em on death row
You can't find me, you can't find me
I'm right under your nose
We won't be finished 'til we force the clinics closed
[Chorus 1]
Oh no, we've seen the writing on the wall
The Lord has spoken
Oh no, we've seen the writing on the wall
How can you stop us?
[Verse 3]
Infiltrate blasphemous strongholds
Oh this is it, put 'em on death row
You can't find me, you can't find me
I'm right under your nose
We won't be finished 'til we force the clinics closed
[Chorus 2]
Oh no, we've seen the writing on the wall
The Lord has spoken
Oh no, we've seen the writing on the wall
How can you stop us?
[Breakdown]
We will take back our communities
From you perverted, homosexual, baby killing freaks
In the name of God and country and the right to bear arms
By any means necessary, we'll fight for what is ours
[Verse 4]
We've had enough of this liberal facade
Destroy the nuts & hippies, the anarcho-commie squads
Can you find us, can you find us, we're a moral majority
We've even got leaders on your leftist run TV
[Chorus 3]
Oh no, we've seen the writing on the wall
The Lord has spoken
Oh no, we've seen the writing on the wall
How can you stop us? |
Single | 2 | Drop that guy
He ain't no good
For you
And you don't know
What I'd do
You don't know the half of it
And who's the winner
In the loser's outfit
You can take it off
You can take it off
Why am I
Losing sleep
Over you and
You're not liftin' a finger
You're not liftin' a finger towards me
Guess I'm not happenin'
Who's the temptation?
Unstable and hell-bent
Take it off
You can take it off
What didn't I do?
What didn't I do?
What didn't I...
What didn't I do?
What didn't I do?
What didn't I...
What didn't I do?
What didn't I do?
What didn't I... |
The Weakest Shade of Blue | 2 | Won't you come away with me
And begin something we can understand
I'm as lonely as the Irish Sea
I'm as willing as the sand
Could it be so wrong, so wrong?
Could it be so wrong, so wrong?
Won't you come unbury me
Could you light me up like a lemon grove
I'll save you from this dreamy life
To the hardest love you could ever know
Could it be so wrong, so wrong?
Could it be so wrong, so wrong?
But don't cry baby
Please don't cry baby
I'll be tender 'til the day I die
This love I have for you is terrible and true
How this sheltered loveless life
Fades into the weakest shade of blue
It's ruinous and true
How this sheltered loveless life
Fades into the weakest shade of blue
Weakest shade of blue
Could it be so wrong, so wrong?
Could it be so wrong, so wrong?
But don't cry baby
Please don't cry baby
I'll be tender 'til the day I die
This love I have for you is terrible and true
How this sheltered loveless life
Fades into the weakest shade of blue
Weakest shade of blue
Weakest shade of blue
Weakest shade of blue
Weakest shade of blue
Weakest shade of blue
Weakest shade of blue |
Welcome Back Skit | 3 | Alright alright
If I could get everybody's attention please
Alright
Welcome back
It's the beginning of the school year
First semester
My name is Mr. Ruiz
Thank you for being in my class
I hope everybody had a great summer
And I hope everybody is here and ready to work
And ready to earn it
You know it's an interesting thing
I was thinking yesterday about how the word earn
Is the biggest part of the word learn
You know what I'm saying
You've got to do the work
And if you don't earn it
What do you do
You take earn away you just take the L
And I don't want anybody to take the L in my class
So let's get to work |
No Idea | 2 | [Chorus]
Another day without ideas...
Sitting here but there is no point!
Another day without ideas...
Another plan just went to trash bro!
[Verse]
I wanna record
I wanna make a song
This song is a hit
I know it’s gonna pop
This boy is a star (Dual!)
Pink Punk playing hard
Pink Punk heritage
Dual Boy on everything
It’s 2020
Not 2008
Fuck what you have
I wanna play!
Still no ideas
Are coming my way!
I think I'ma drop out
I wanna come back!
I wanna come back!
To the times when I
Cud write a fuckin' song
I wanna come back...
But these times will
Never come again no!
[Chorus]
Another day without ideas
Sitting here but there is no point
Another day without ideas
Another plan just went to trash bro
[Verse]
I wanna bе honest
Cus I know I can
Sing to the mic
Listen to what I say!
I’m in LA
Not in US
Loving Awarеness
This is where I’m at
Post me up in this bitch
Mothafucka!
I can fuck rock this beat
Like a sucka!
You think you’re better than me
Give no fucka!
Keep no locks shut on this shit
Open up now!
Open up now...
(Still no ideas, still have nothing
Like I been waiting six days without trying
Now I wanna push it harder
Should I be more smarter?)
[Chorus]
Another day without ideas...
Sitting here but there is no point!
Another day without ideas...
Another plan just went to trash bro! |
Mrs. Mashay | 2 | [Verse 1]
Mrs. Mashay, please come and see
The picture I made of you next to me
What do you say?
What do you think?
Could that be arranged?
(I say as I shoot her a wink)
Mrs. Mashay, who do you need?
Your husband's ok, but he's gone every week
Mrs. Mashay, please come along for the ride
[Chorus]
Who gets your heart beating?
Who gets your legs in the air?
Who knows how you're feeling?
Who loves you, Mrs. Mashay?
Mrs. Mashay
Mrs. Mashay
Mrs. Mashay
[Verse 2]
Call me your son
Come let me hold
I'm not too young
You're not too old
Yes I'm a child
Still I can teach
I bet you were wild
Before your degree
Mrs. Mashay, don't let me pass
Please let me stay
See me after class
Mrs. Mashay, please come along for the ride
[Chorus]
Who gets your heart beating?
Who gets your legs in the air?
Who knows how you're feeling?
Who loves you, Mrs. Mashay?
Mrs. Mashay
Mrs. Mashay
Mrs. Mashay
Who gets your heart beating?
Who gets your legs in the air?
Who knows how you're feeling?
Who loves you, Mrs. Mashay?
Mrs. Mashay
Mrs. Mashay
Mrs. Mashay |
Fence Down | 3 | [Intro]
You see there's the problem (what)
That if we manage to solve (uha)
We'll change all of This shit (oh really?)
[Hook]
Hey stop Complaining (stop)
Yo stop Complaining (stop)
Ey stop Complaining (stop)
You stop Complaining (stop)
This shit you be saying
Is really kinda draining
From my nerves none remaining
'fore swerves try some training
[Verse]
Do I need to explain
Why each time you complain
I put a finger in my ear
Guess you could say my mode is plane (fly)
Yo life is really plain
So you take yo savings and
Hope on a foreign plane
Just so you could say (what?)
My life is really bad
It makes me really sad
I've been going through shit
Have got me really mad
Nah shut the fuck up
Scoop yo brain A cup
You should really wake up
Count yo blessings
Count yo blessings
Uh
[Hook]
Hey stop Complaining (stop)
Yo stop Complaining (stop)
Ey stop Complaining (stop)
You stop Complaining (stop)
This shit you be saying
Is really kinda draining
From my nerves none remaining
'fore swerves try some training
[Verse]
Do you got a house (yup)
Do you got a spouse (yup)
When you go to sleep
Do you hear all them shouts (nope)
It's really not that deep
Don't think like sheep
Come to the fence and peep
Then you gone see
People that don't eat
Kids with naked feet
In the winter with no heat
Some of them in the street
With no cover they sleep
On the cold concrete
Dying from some disease
That yo doctor can treat
Sure you've known hard times
Cuz you've heard rhymes and lines
Thinking that we like crime
Was yo first telling sign
Why don't they get a job
Why don't you just swap
Shoes with the man living in the old swamp (why not)
[Hook]
Hey stop Complaining (stop)
Yo stop Complaining (stop)
Ey stop Complaining (stop)
You stop Complaining (stop)
This shit you be saying
Is really kinda draining
From my nerves none remaining
'fore swerves try some training
[Bridge]
Shit happening to us
Is the stuff legends
But we been living in it
For a minute twenty-four seven
You haven't really seen it
Not for a split second (nata)
Not for a split second (nata)
Not for a split second (nata)
[Verse]
There's a primeval evil
Tryna suppress the upheaval
Been there before the medieval
That's the fence between the people
Created a system where that's legal
I'm just here to pierce the needle
Coming from a small town
With the fence fence down
Breaking to the underground
Y'gone hear this sound
So stop fucking 'round
When y'hear the renowned
Jopé |
Sorry for my troubles | 2 | {verse 1} me
So you told me to go and i said im sorry i can't deal with this anymore ohhhhh i hate this if i could stop myself then i would ohhhhh so dont kill me even more then i am inside i feel so bad for doing that same day same time there is a drum in my heart beating just get on with it everyday because i can't im sorry for the pain and sorry for the blood that ran from me inside and out i never told nobody because i thought i would be running away from myself
{chorus} me
So you tell me to go and im sorry for everything i have done to myself im running away..... from everything i had and now to nothing as the blood is running faster im falling to the ground im going weaker because of you im sorry for my troubles ohhhhh im sorry for my troubles i never wanted it to end up this way i love this but at the same time i dread it it not life if im alone by myself
{verse 2} me
I never got be the girl you wanted then somebody pulled me out of the dark and took me and it wasn't you it was somebody else you never helped me so why dont you let me gooo with the bulliets through my skull it will never help me and neither will you i miss my old self and with the walls painted with my blood and soul out of the door it just wanted to go it was never to be ohhhhhh im sorry for my troubles if i ever let you go swimming in thoughts im sorry for my troubles
{chorus} me
So you tell me you hate me do you really hate me after all we been through its not fair on me and i hate this im done with the lies with the stress and deprsstion im done with myself are you ready to losee me
{verse 3} me
Jumping into my darkest thoughts its not fair im drowning because of myslf im not here anymore the pain is so hard for me to cope with the blood is running from my skin ohhh and now im gone its hard isnt it why dont you seeee meeeee nowww ohhhhhhhhhh im sorry for my troubles and everything i have done but now its your turn to cry my life away frommmm meeeee yeahhhh ohhhhhhh soooo justtt leave me alone i don care no more ohhhhhh goodbye my old lover goodbye |
Medellin Remix | 3 | [Verse 1: Raekwon]
Ay yo pastel Clarks
Between me and you its the darts
Full body cut ripped from a shark
I'm like a wide body Benz with no rims
Seats is python, feets is Nikon
Beats is pipe bombs, the leader, the icon
You sleep I might gon'
Your heats in bright armor
That's me, a delegate
Crush niggas like elephants
Irrelevence, I stay flexed and plus intelligent
Live for the paper
Acrobatic, Illmatic with a bat
Twist you right in front of your rat
Be a new chamber, Wu chamber, Wu banger, the zoo flamer
This is how we do shit stranger
I'm just as real as they come, the harder the martyr
Shallah cum thicker than lava
The author, blade sharper
The suede blazer
Wally washer
Slang roll up the Garcia
[Hook]
What wasn't meant to be could never be
The shit niggas say they do we never see
They love it when I turn this booth to medellin
Everything I speak is pure like medellin
The hist I move, shit this the real thing
I think its time to let the metal sing
They love it when I turn the booth to medellin
Everything I speak is pure like medellin
[Verse 2: (?)]
Ay yo this the remix, that New York street shit
That Lex Diamonds architects, Killa Beez shit
Get 40 belows on, the rose don
Snow beats, and purple tapes to zone on
Its Wu-Tang and Mpire, Doza be the beat supplier
Chop it up, break it down, its fire
This the move of the year, don't act up
You fuckin' gettin' smacked by a chair
Back when MPBs was ill
I was on the block banging dope for Cuban links for real
Whack niggas should chill
You wasting time, you taking space
We shoot to kill
Ka-ka plow
Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut
Rest in peace Dirty Bastard, rugged and uncut
Coming live from these New York slums who want some
Redrum, get done, enemies spare none
Its the mother fuckin' remix
[Hook]
What wasn't meant to be could never be
The shit niggas say they do we never see
They love it when I turn this booth to medellin
Everything I speak is pure like medellin
The hist I move, shit this the real thing
I think its time to let the metal sing
They love it when I turn the booth to medellin
Everything I speak is pure like medellin
[Verse 3: (?) & (?) ]
Yeah
This that raw phonetic gin
So pure its heaven sent
One snort you head'll spin
I'm just spitting my slang in quick lemon meringue
I lit the Mary Jane, effective medicine
Uh
Build with giants, the skills a science
Don't be fooled, dress like deers we kill like lions
Scale the violence, the men kill the mices
I'm ill decisive, the Catskills Tyson
We them dudes your chicks check for
Without trying I line 'em up like Connect Four
Whatchu expect, the only thing I respect the connect
When I check 'em when its time to collect more
Rae on the joint that's a bucket list check-off
(?) you lames, I break your neck off
Taught to protect that, don't forget that
Like giving a fiend credit you won't ever get your bread back
Pendajo
[Hook]
What wasn't meant to be could never be
The shit niggas say they do we never see
They love it when I turn this booth to medellin
Everything I speak is pure like medellin
The hist I move, shit this the real thing
I think its time to let the metal sing
They love it when I turn the booth to medellin
Everything I speak is pure like medellin |
Cant Wait | 2 | I can't wait to
Hold your hand to
Take you there to
Feel the vibe
I've been trying to
Make you mine to
In my arms to
See you smile
I can't force you
I can't lose you
Won't let go you
Not this time
You can love me
You can hate me
You can blame me
All the time
I can't miss my chances
Yeah I'll just keep facing on
I won't break my promise
Yeah I'll just keep holding on
Know that i'm shy and
Feel like i'm flying
You think I'm lying
All the time
I can't wait to
Hold your hand to
Take you there to
Feel the vibe
I've been trying to
Make you mine to
In my arms to
See you smile
I can't force you
I can't lose you
Won't let go you
Not this time
You can lovе me
You can hate me
You can blamе me
All the time
I can't miss my chances
Yeah I'll just keep facing on
I won't break my promise
Yeah I'll just keep holding on |
Letter To My Momma | 3 | [Intro]
Hellworld
Kankan on the beat
[Chorus]
This a letter to my momma, I know you tired of the struggle
One day we gon' bubble, just gotta stay out of trouble
Can't get caught up in the mix, I was runnin' around tryna hit
Cause I was schemin' on my dick, and no can not lay down for shit
I be totin' all them stolos, like when I'm totin' pistols
I can't let 'em change my life, rather see me in the system
This shit fucked up, fell victim
Wipe your tear and grab a tissue
Doing all this for you, so I can move you out the trenches
[Verse]
Babygirl I miss you
I really wanna kiss you
Got me locked behind these gates, don't dream about reminiscing
Got direct fouled at 16, [?]
They wanna see me fail steady wantin me in prison
Just a matter of time till a young nigga can even hug ya , you kept money on the phone so i can tell you that i love you
Just a Rugrat growing up Single mother 3 other brothers
Took care of us all, got tired of watching you struggle
Dropped my nuts, became a man wasn’t trynna hear what they was sayin
Made a vow to myself never to watch you struggle again
Drop my nuts became a man wasn’t trynna hear what they was saying
Made a vow to myself never to watch you struggle again
[Chorus]
This a letter to my momma, I know you tired of the struggle
One day we gon' bubble, just gotta stay out of trouble
Can't get caught up in the mix, I was runnin' around tryna hit
Cause I was schemin' on my dick, and no can’t not lay down for shit
I be totin' all them stolos, like when I'm totin' pistols
I can't let 'em change my life, rather see me in the system
This shit fucked up, fell victim
Wipe your tears and grab a tissue
Doing all this for you, so I can move you out the trenches |
Heart Sutra | 1 | Avalokiteshvara
while practicing deeply with
the Insight that Brings Us to the Other Shore,
suddenly discovered that
all of the five Skandhas are equally empty,
and with this realisation
he overcame all Ill-being.
Listen Sariputra,
this Body itself is Emptiness
and Emptiness itself is this Body.
This Body is not other than Emptiness
and Emptiness is not other than this Body.
The same is true of Feelings,
Perceptions, Mental Formations,
and Consciousness.
“Listen Sariputra,
all phenomena bear the mark of Emptiness;
their true nature is the nature of
no Birth no Death,
no Being no Non-being,
no Defilement no Purity,
no Increasing no Decreasing.
“That is why in Emptiness,
Body, Feelings, Perceptions,
Mental Formations and Consciousness
are not separate self entities.
The Eighteen Realms of Phenomena
which are the six Sense Organs,
the six Sense Objects,
and the six Consciousnesses
are also not separate self entities.
The Twelve Links of Interdependent Arising
and their Extinction
are also not separate self entities.
Ill-being, the Causes of Ill-being,
the End of Ill-being, the Path,
insight and attainment,
are also not separate self entities.
Whoever can see this
no longer needs anything to attain.
Bodhisattvas who practice
the Insight that Brings Us to the Other Shore
see no more obstacles in their mind,
and because there
are no more obstacles in their mind,
they can overcome all fear,
destroy all wrong perceptions
and realize Perfect Nirvana.
“All Buddhas in the past, present and future
by practicing
the Insight that Brings Us to the Other Shore
are all capable of attaining
Authentic and Perfect Enlightenment.
“Therefore Sariputra,
it should be known that
the Insight that Brings Us to the Other Shore
is a Great Mantra,
the most illuminating mantra,
the highest mantra,
a mantra beyond compare,
the True Wisdom that has the power
to put an end to all kinds of sufering.
Therefore let us proclaim
a mantra to praise
the Insight that Brings Us to the Other Shore: |
F | 2 | [Verse 1]
This is my open letter to you
Go fuck yourself (Go fuck yourself), go fuck yourself (Go fuck yourself)
I'm done with your bullshit
See this middle finger? Shove it up your ass (Oooh, shove it up your ass)
And if you're still crying, I'll shit in your mouth
I'll make you run a thousand miles just to piss in your yard
Then I'll laugh when you're dead so go fuck yourself
And then I'll laugh when you're dead so go fuck yourself
[Verse 2]
Oh my God, I can't take it no more
Go fuck yourself (Go fuck yourself), go fuck yourself (Go fuck yourself)
You son of a bitch
You got a small penis and it makes me laugh (And it makes me laugh)
You could use tweezers and nothing comes out
You're as useless as a cardiac arrest without a doubt
Because I'd laugh until you died, yeah, go fuck yourself
Because I'd laugh until you've died, yeah, go fuck yourself
[Bridge]
"Ohhhh, it's okay" Go fuck yourself
Stick them up your japseye, up your bum, and down your throat
Only for you!
Scibbadybibbadybap, dibbetybappatybap, fuck your parents
Scibbadybibbadybap, dibbetybappatybap, and fuck your dog
You can die, fuck yourself
Oh God, just please go die
[Verse 3]
This is my final warning for you:
Go fuck yourself (Go fuck yourself), go fuck yourself
(Go fuck yourself)
You pissed me off
For no particular reason than you are here (Oooh, you're such an ass)
I won't think of you when I go to sleep
And when I wake up in the morning, you best be ten foot deep
'Cus I ain't digging out your grave, hun, do that yourself!
[Outro]
No more ifs, ands, or buts, you can fuck your, fuck your
Please, please, please, please, please, please
Fuck yourself
Die! |
The Broken Minor | 2 | We've broken down
Fading out
And you fall on your knees
And stand defeat
Just when it feels like hell is freezing over
Hold on, embrace, this symphony
Let's play the very first line
It feels much better, and it's all in time
It's coming together
When the drums come in, the keys get louder
Now I'm building a collision of chords
This time it's not tiny voices
It's a chorus of noise
We're surfing a sea of places
Now, now, now, we're singing
A fanfare of sound, pulled out from within
We fly through the broken minor
Whoa, whoa, whoa we've come back down
When you've been let down
It's a bitter end
Everyone stands off, you know you're lost again
The lights are fading and we're still escaping
The city and twilight that marks and fills the sky
Let's play the very first line
It feels much better, and it's all in time
It's coming together
When the drums come in, the keys get louder
Now I'm building a collision of chords
This time it's not tiny voices
It's a chorus of noise
We're surfing a sea of places
Now, now, now we're singing
A fanfare of sound, pulled out from within
We fly through the broken minor
Whoa, whoa, whoa we've come back down
This is not the last time, I can't stay
I can't stay away
It's not the last time
Let's play the very first line
It feels much better
And it's all in time, you know it's coming together
When the chords start progressing
We wait for the ending
This time it's not tiny voices
It's a chorus of noise
We're surfing a sea of places
Now, now, now we're singing
A fanfare of sound, pulled out from within
We fly through the broken minor
Whoa, whoa, whoa we've come back down
(Whoa oh... whoa oh... whoa oh)
A fanfare of sound, pulled out from within
We fly through the broken minor
Whoa, whoa, whoa we've come back down |
Keep On Breathing | 5 | I wonder if he knows the pleasure that he shows
I can't seem to hide from the sounds around me
I wonder where she goes dressed up in those clothes
We just watch her drive away
A woman sees her friends: continuous distraction
She fills up her days while shes waits for phone calls
A life in evidence is evidently lonely
We all need a tale to tell
Just another list of consequences of things that we do
Just another hit of happenings that we have to live through
In and out of all the reasons and all the 'whys' and 'wherefores'
We just want to keep on breathing
My view is compromised with undernourished eyes
They watch and they wait for an altercation
These boxes on the row, these overpriced abodes
Will somebody give them life?
We occupy a space with barriers and fences
There's no line of sight into this protection
Forgive us all a cheat, it's just another symptom
We all need a tale to tell
Just another list of consequences of things that we do
Just another hit of happenings that we have to live through
In and out of all the reasons and all the 'whys' and 'wherefores'
We just want to keep on breathing
We just want to keep on breathing
We will watch and learn
We will watch you perform
Waiting behind the scenes
Telling the tale
I wonder if he knows how far his pleasure goes
It all comes apart at the stroke of midnight
I wonder where she goes, now she's in some clothes
We just hear here drive away
Just another list of consequences of things that we do
Just another hit of happenings that we have to live through
In and out of all the reasons and all the 'whys' and 'wherefores'
We just want to keep on breathing
Life is just a list of consequences of things that we do
Just another hit of happenings that we have to live through
In and out of all the reasons and all the 'whys' and 'wherefores'
We just want to keep on breathing
We just want to keep on breathing
We just want to keep on breathing
We just want to keep on breathing |
Insomnia | 3 | [Intro]
Can't sleep
Nigga can't sleep
I can't sleep
I can't sleep lawd
[Hook x7]
I'm wide awake
I can't sleep and
[Chorus]
I can't sleep still wide awake
And I can't sleep still wide awake
And I think I lost my fucking mind
Cause I swear to God I wanna die today (2x)
[Verse 1]
Now take it back to the motherfucking days
When a young nigga didn't have any fucking problems
Where do you go and who do you call?
When you feel like you ran out of every fucking option
And I'm a pill pop till a nigga feel nauseous
Suicide on my mind got me mentally exhausted
Fell in love with the pain of cutting my own wrist
And watching the blood drip, don't nobody give a shit
Until that motherfucker trip
Gone postal
Loco
Damn a nigga lost it
What does everybody think that I am finna do?
Here's something you can never understand
Is the way I kill a man
Make a life seem minuscule
Been a fool
Tried to OD back in middle school
Losing my composure
I'm dosing but tryna keep it cool
Cause if it don't make money
Than it don't make sense
In the land where a handful of cash rules
Dirt broke
The way that niggas are re-tenant
Complacent with being tenant
The problem never lieutenant
In a system where ownership depended on profession
Confessin' that I'm obsessed
With the craft that I've adapted
To write a spiritual doctrine
I back it up by conflict I deal with on the constant
Skeletons in my closet
Place sins on my conscience
Does anybody ever listen when a young nigga speak?
My god!
What?
You ain't got a voice in your head
That tell you to leave 'em dead
Turn the white wall red, nigga
Cut a motherfucker throat
I sit and I watch 'em choke
Suffocate upon your last fucking breath, nigga
Schizophrenic yes I am
Another young black man
With a whole lot of pain
I have nothing to lose
And everything to obtain
Going crazy with these suicidal thoughts in my brain
[Chorus]
I can't sleep still wide awake
And I can't sleep still wide awake
And I think I lost my fucking mind
Cause I swear to God I wanna die today (2x)
[Verse 2]
Now I personally feel you should never get involved
With a psychopathic killer that's living closer to God
In a blacked out room with a demon on the wall
Already hallucinating from a handful of acid
Crashed the damn van inside of the mad casket
Cultivated the vision re-visual whiplashes
Premonitions of death, I've seen through thick glasses
I'm runnin' outta time but preaching to big masses
Sanctifying a mind of a lost atheist bastard
Covenants of the woman that's battin' her eyelashes
Blacked out the aesthetics I'm grabbin' a whore faster
Retract and attack of the motherfuckin' master
Servin' an hors d'oeuvre of blood, pain and disaster
Painted a perfect picture of bodies gettin' disfigured
I started off with a pen until I'm slicin' the cartilage
Cuttin' yo body open like a fuckin' cardiologist
I'm just an epithet with an appetite
Not a mothafucka that another nigga wanna aggravate
Hand on a blade, it's shaky whenever agitated
Not exaggerated it's factual when elaborated
I collaborated with the spirit of every serial killer
With a couple John Does that were found by the river
Just a few random thoughts you can find in my mind
The greatest of all time ah! |
Trust In You | 2 | When I am found upon my knees
And all want is you to be with me
I know you show yourself so true
My hope is found in you
When I walk through the valleys though
If I am weary of the narrow road
I know you show yourself so strong
I know you're faithful
All my days I will trust
I will trust in you
And Though my heart and flesh may fail
Jesus I will trust in you
When I am found upon my knees
And all I want is you to meet with me
I know you show yourself so true
My hope is found in you
All my days I will trust
I will trust in you
And Though my heart and flesh may fail
Jesus I will trust in you
Hallelujah my soul will sing your praise |
Strung Out | 2 | [Verse]
Nothing ever holding me down
I'm going in 'till they carry me out
Going in 'till they carry me out
Going in 'till they carry me out |
Headache | 3 | [Intro]
Yaah, you give me a (yeyeayeaaaah)
You give me a (yeyeee uhhhh)
[Chorus]
You give me a headache (yeah)
Hittin' with my headache (yeah)
Wonder what the checks say
You always wonder what the checks say
You give me a headache
Tell you you give me a headache (yeah)
Always wonder what the checks say
Always wonder what the checks say
[Verse 1]
(Look) I've been flexin' I'm honest
Smoke loud I smoke Sonic
Everything in my lungs so toxic
It's black now some exhausted
Blacked out boy in the coffin
Black out no losses
Hanging with the bosses
Smoking gas in the coffin
I don't see what I don't want to see
Let me go girl you just let me free
Feeling like your always testing me
Want to go but your the best with me
[Chorus]
You give me a headache (yeah)
Hittin' with my headache (yeah)
Wonder what the checks say
You always wonder what the checks say (yeah)
You give me a headache
Tell you you give me a headache (yeah)
Always wonder what the checks say
Always wonder what the checks say
[Verse 2]
Ridin' my own wave
Gettin' my own pay
Doin' my own way
Can't hear what they all say
I'm on me by my own by my own shit
I'm on me by myself like I'm homeless
I'm on me by my own by my own shit
I'm on me by myself like I'm homeless |
You Cant Go home Again | 5 | You might believe in heaven
But most of our days were in hell
You might say that you could blow me away
Well I know that only too well
Young love is the cruelest
We would lie like a rug
In a funny way I'm a fool for the game
They call the love from above
They call the love from above
Now I know that's not needed
As it cuts like a knife
Now I feel like I'm healing
When I break down and cry
And that's more than money can buy...
I want beautiful and more?
To even out the scorе
When the future nеver lasts
When you can't go home again
I grew up in the suburbs
And I learned to be on my own
The I came to the city I blame
Where I fell in love with a girl
Now I'm right back where I started
Trying to figure it out
I'll never know where I'm gonna go
But I'll keep on trucking
And follow my lucky star
Now I know that she's needed
When she turns out the light
Now I feel like I'm healing
Pretty soon I'll take flight
And that's more than money can buy...
I want beautiful and more?
To even out the score
When the future never lasts
Then you can't go home again
Then you can't go again
When you can't go home again... |
Attica State Live | 2 | What a waste of human
Power
What a waste of human lives
Shoot the prisioners in
The towers
Forthy-three poor widowed
Wives
Media blames it on the
Prisioners
But the prisioners did not kill
"Rockefeller pulled the trigger"
That's what the people feel
Attica, Attica state, we're all
Mates with Attica state
Free the prisioners, free
The judges
Free all the prisioners everywhere
All they want is truth
And justice
All they need is love and care
They all live in suffocation
Let's not wathc them die
In sorrow
Now's the time for revolution
Give them all chance to grow
Attica state......
Come together join the movement
Take a stand for human rights
Fear and hatred clouds
Our judgement
Free us all from endless
Night
Attica state....
We are all mattes...
We all live in......
Attica, Attica, Attica state |
Panic Becomes Despair | 2 | Rotted fruit bleeding
Spilling over their wooden tables
Gritting teeth, rusty forks raised, betrayal smile
River over wood falls towards the floor
Flesh falls
Where once there was, there is no more
Tastes odours flattened stretched
Strobing panic increases
In the flesh that's eternally falling
Through the cracks
Dying to capture that which is lost
Lost beneath the ground
Panic becomes despair
Sinking
Scratching
Flowing
In the cracks
Unreachable
Panic forever becoming despair |
Speak | 2 | All the hollow voices
Come like a storm
No voice of reason
I'm too tired to try again so
Speak
Listening for the answer in the fire
I didn't hear the whisper
And I'm getting it wrong once again
I'm growing tired of the pain
I was looking for signs of the rain
But we all got it wrong once again
You have spoken
Come like a whirlwind
Come like the fire
Come shake the earth and we will
Miss you once again so
Speak
And I'm getting it wrong once again
Didn't want it to be all the same
I'm growing tired of the pain
Reckless absence of shame
I was hoping the answer was rain
Take the mystery away
I was looking for something to gain
And I'm getting it wrong once again
You have spoken |
Shock Horror | 2 | [Verse 1]
Chuck me in the trash bin
Consume like a Kardashian
Disposable is all the rage
The world is shut for roadwork
With a jam of oil truck
Stopping you from getting that new bag smell
[Verse 2]
Hello, hello how could it be
I'm just playing out my part in the hypocrisy
Oh no, oh no, it don't make sense
Well vacuum wrap and FedEx my ignorance
[Chorus]
Everybody's out to get you
And you're acting like it's strange
'Cus being human is so peculiar
Too scared to make change
Shock Horror
Shock Horror
Shock Horror
[Verse 3]
Well throw me in the trash bin
With everything else
From silicone to brussel sprouts
Cut down in their prime
And off the shelf
[Bridge]
It's all burning
It's all burning down
[Chorus]
Everybody's out to get you
And you're acting like it's strange
'Cus being human is so peculiar
Too scared to make change
Shock Horror
Shock Horror
Shock Horror
[Pre-Chorus]
It's all burning
It's all burning
[Chorus]
Everybody's out to get you
And you're acting like it's strange
'Cus being human is so peculiar
Too scared to make change
Shock Horror
Shock Horror
Shock Horror |
I’ll Sigh | 1 | [Intro: Kalen & Lexie]
Uno, dos
[Verse 1: ZaedynMusic]
He's got work, he’s got time
That doesn't matter, I'm a lie
Cancel me, what I deserve
I can’t write a good verse [???]
[Refrain: ZaedynMusic & MONSTER]
Dad, dad, dad, dad, dad, dad
[Verse 2: ZaedynMusic, MONSTER & Both]
Passenger, that's not fair
I'm the one that doesn't share
Take your time, take my life
That's it, I'll sigh
[Outro: passenger10 & MONSTER]
That dad is unfair cause he wants to do stuff with him
I'll smack him, yell at him, yell in his ear, get in trouble
Double bubble, double trouble |
I Want to Drag You Around | 2 | I wanna drag you around
I wanna drag you around
I can't be worried 'bout everything you do
Nobody knows the places you get to
I want to drag you around
I'm gonna find ya
Just look behind you
I wanna drag you around
When you're not looking
Boy I'm closing in
I can't be worried bout everything you do
Can't know the places you get to
The details they don't matter to me now
It's you and everything about you oh
And others scream and shout I need you no
Cause that's just not the way we go
Way we go
I can't be worried bout everything you do
Can't know the places you get to
I want to drag you around
Knuckles flying
Boy give up your fighting
I want to drag you around
I'll keep repeating
You know I'll never stop
I wanna drag you around
I wanna drag you around
I wanna drag you around
I wanna drag you around
I wanna drag you around
I wanna drag you around |
I Wish I Was My Boyfriend | 2 | [Verse 1]
Last night got a little dark
Say something sweet might regret
Last night, I had to change your heart
Tired of giving you my best
[Pre-Chorus]
Say you'd put me first and promised me heaven
Laid me down just like I expected
Try and you try but you still can't compete
Nobody knows me like me
[Chorus]
I wish I was my boyfriend, boyfriend
'Cause if I was my boyfriend, boyfriend
I would never hurt me, never desert me
If I was my boyfriend
If I was my boyfriend, boyfriend
I'd show all my emotions, emotions
Not just had to touch me but always lovе me
If I was my boyfriend
[Verse 2]
Dear friеnd, if you didn't lie
Maybe we could still be friends
Missing but I'd rather be alone
Then faking it again
[Chorus]
I wish I was my boyfriend, boyfriend
'Cause if I was my boyfriend, boyfriend
I would never hurt me, never desert me
If I was my boyfriend
If I was my boyfriend, boyfriend
I'd show all my emotions, emotions
Not just had to touch me but always love me
If I was my boyfriend
[Pre-Chorus]
Say you'd put me first and promised me heaven
Laid me down just like I expected
Try and you try but you still can't compete
Nobody knows me like me
[Chorus]
I wish I was my boyfriend, boyfriend
'Cause if I was my boyfriend, boyfriend
I would never hurt me, never desert me
If I was my boyfriend
If I was my boyfriend, boyfriend
I'd show all my emotions, emotions
Not just had to touch me but always love me
If I was my boyfriend |
MISFIT | 3 | [Chorus]
Exes blowing up my phone
Sorry that I keep on ghosting but I'm done with fucking hoes
Gotta keep on grinding till these labels want me signed as flow
Spitting fire like I'm zuko so no need to sell my soul
Imma do this on my own
Imma do this on my own
[Verse]
Yeah they hate what I'm doing
They ashamed when they're loosing
That's your fate boy I'm proving
Bitch don't say shit just do it
All these pussies act out
Exes blowing bags now
If your girl is down with you then why she wants to pass out
I got turned into a misfit now I turn them into dust
You been talking shit so why the fuck you wanna hit me up
Said I'll always be a noone but I never gave a fuck
Numbers growing, homies changing so I'm loosing all my trust
[Chorus]
Exes blowing up my phone
Sorry that I keep on ghosting but I'm done with fucking hoes
Gotta keep on grinding till these labels want me signed as flow
Spitting fire like I'm zuko so no need to sell my soul
Imma do this on my own
Imma do this on my own |
Run It Up | 3 | [Chorus]
Run it up
Add it up
Count it back
Clock it in
Check it out
Double that
Run it up
Add it up
Count it back
Clock it in
Check it out
Double that
Run it up, run, I run it
Run it up, run, I run it
Add it up, add, I add it
Run it up
Yea
Hey
[Verse 1]
I done had too many broke nights
My hustle wasn't right
All I want to do is live the life
But that comes with a price
You ain't getting money whose fault is that
I've been getting bread no salt with that
From the sidelines they watching that
Tahoe taking off no stopping that
Yeah
They going to have to give the kid the gold
Had to dig it out the snow
I ain't here to fit the mold
No
Who's got my back
I'mma bet it all
Y'all watch it stack
[Chorus]
Run it up
Add it up
Count it back
Clock it in
Check it out
Double that
Run it up
Add it up
Count it back
Clock it in
Check it out
Double that
Run it up, run, I run it
Run it up, run, I run it
Add it up, add, I add it
Run it up
Yea
Hey
[Verse 2]
I ain't gotta say much
I'vе been getting paper
And I know you noticed
It's timе I go in
You ain't getting doe who's fault is that
Why you so broke, who taught you that
Wallet stays empty, your pockets flat
Dollar or a penny, you can't borrow that
Real bout my business
Still bout my business
Adding up all the interest
Run it up for the fitness
Huh, whoa
Double back a bank roll
Gotta clock in for the profit
Lets go
You know I
[Chorus]
Run it up
Add it up
Count it back
Clock it in
Check it out
Double back
Just to do it again
I run it up, run, I run it
Run it up, run, I run it
Add it up, add, I add it
Run it up
Yea
Hey
[Verse 3]
I need my check
Uncle sam wants us to stay in debt
But I don't wanna
Everything I'm buying, goes in my name
Credit score higher than a aero plane
Rap money filling up my piggy bank
Trips out the country all expenses paid
Dang
If you try to hit me for a loan
I'mma tell you get your own
I've been broke without a home
Whoa
Now I'm counting up stacks
Hard work and dedication how I got me all that
[Chorus]
Run it up
Add it up
Count it back
Clock it in
Check it out
Double that
Run it up
Add it up
Count it back
Clock it in
Check it out
Double that
Run it up, run, I run it
Run it up, run, I run it
Add it up, add, I add it
Run it up
Yea
Hey |
Crying Out for Help | 3 | [Intro]
Roddy Beats (Roddy Beats)
The Heroes
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
[Chorus]
I ain't got nobody but myself (Oh-oh)
They left me cryin' out for help (Oh-oh)
No, I ain't got nobody else (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
[Verse 1]
Had to learn to play the cards that I was dealt
I went hard and I got scarred for doin' right when shit went left
Big AR rip up your car, let's go to war, don't cry for help
We in charge, them some lil' boys, they don't sling raw, they never step
I don't know who there for me
Don't know how much more left in me
Got steppers who go step for me
But had a snake right left of me
Remember nights that I ain't eat
Stomach hurt, my shit was weak
But now I do this shit with ease
Might run a check up in my sleep (All in my sleep, like, oh-oh)
I stand on what I believe
Live by respect, that's what I need
Can't give me that, won't let you breathe
Them pussy boys try to squash beef
But you know me, I don't cop pleas
Tryna make opps drop to they knees
You better now sleaze, bitch, you gon' bleed
And that's on me, big 23
[Chorus]
I ain't got nobody but myself (Oh-oh)
They left me cryin' out for help (Oh-oh)
No, I ain't got nobody else (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
[Verse 2]
Can't get no sleep, I'm still up, four in the mornin'
Got my Glock up in my hand, bitch, I ain't playin', I'm like a warden
Catchin' bad, bitch, I be strapped out on the stage while I'm performin'
If you reach, get put to sleep, my niggas squeeze without no warnin'
Catch me solo with a .44, I don't really need a army
Bitch, we really in that field, damn near like a drill when we get borin'
They been askin' me bout shit I cannot speak on, so I'm ignorin'
Bitch, keep trippin', watch me finger-fuck the Glizzy like it's horny (Like it's horny)
Came to conclusion I don't really need nobody but myself
Ain't do shit for me, but I was there for them when they need help
Caught a right there by the left, the Glock was right there by the belt
Don't try to step and lose your breath, bitch, you gon' melt and bleed to death, who the best now?
[Chorus]
I ain't got nobody but myself (Oh-oh)
They left me cryin' out for help (Oh-oh)
No, I ain't got nobody else (Oh-oh, oh-oh) |
Mind Wont Behave | 3 | Hook:
I try hard not to think of you
But my mind won't behave
To find a piece of love I can save
[Verse 1 - Natti]
There you are in your car, blowing breeze through your hair
We ain't even met yet, so for no reason you there
Riding on my mind with your seat on recline
Looking fine as wine, sitting in a cellar with time
I engage ways to exchange names in your gaze
Minutes became days, watching sun glaze in your face
Step out your ride, guys hinting at hitting what shakes
But I'm wrapped up in your thighs, complimenting your waist
And can taste that strange fruit, no make-up you plain cute
Define you as a dime? That's a crime, that ain't loot
That buys gumdrops and blow-pops for cheap cravings
You diabetic sweet, I need shots for behaving
I wonder, are you a figment of slumber?
Is my brain a mess, do you exist in the flesh?
Are you front row at the show with breasts that peak through your dress?
If you don't let me know, I'll go and speak to the rest, because...
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Deacon The Villain]
Girl I was caught up, soon as you entered my line of sight
Flashed that ass, I'm like bass, hooked to shining light
A bright quasar, all on my radar, like a twister
Should have ran for shelter, but I'm storm chasing sister-
Girl, Mrs. Curls from a different world
Like Dwayne Wayne and Whitley, couldn't claim dame with hickies
We was young, dumb, I'm full of cum, yup, we all been
On phones late as fuck with a love on, through yawning
Till morning came, walked home alone in the rain
Smiling, cause I just put my finger all off in her thang
You was a gift Ms. Delicious, non-malicious
My interest, aged with interest
Fine as fuck, caught a fine for finding my luck
Can't really combine in one rhyme, understand it be tough
But I can't really have you walk away from family blood
And if I promise I'm your man to be, that's vanity, cause
I love you, I need you, I just can't let you go
But to keep you's to mistreat you, and I'm thinking only heaven knows that...
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Mr. SOS]
Yes, it's time to unfasten my belt cause I've been eating with my eyes again
Before you I wasn't receiving all my vitamins
Adoring you forced me to paint the town, now my mind is red
But now my eyes are red as love is nearly lying dead
This is a body that, I used to lay beside it and
Time & time again, head first diving in
Swimming I was sure this was a gift that God had sent
Then drowning became a song I don't want inside my head and
Can't get it out, what an unfortunate mishap
To grab a new spouse would be an uncordial mismatch
But everyday she places razor blades where her wrists at
My boo-boo's got a boo boo, to kiss that cannot fix that
Regardless I try, cause removing her outta my life
Would be like removing a part of the sky
Harder, but if I don't bother to try
I have to keep watching her die, and I don't want to..
(So... so..)
[Hook] |
Fingers Crossed | 2 | [Verse 1]
In the middle of the night
I'm calling you up
I know I said that I wouldn't
Maybe I'm just drunk
I'll call you a cab
Cause I don't wanna be alone
Ooh, get off in a hurry
Forget the shit I've done
[Pre-Chorus 1]
I've been talking to myself since I don't call you anymore
I say it's fine most of the time, but it's not the same
We probably should be moving on
For now we're shadows in the night
We have inhibitions, but we never listen, no
[Chorus]
If we have to say goodbye to the love we lost
We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed
Acting like you're mine, knowing that you're not
We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed
[Verse 2]
Yeah
In the middle of the night (middle of the night)
You were calling me up (calling me up)
You're the one who said not to
But you don't give a fuck
You're closing your tab
And you're on the way over
Said you're looking for something
One last time for closure
[Pre-Chorus 2]
I know you're talking to yourself since I won't call you anymore
You say it's fine most of the time, but you're not insane
We probably should be moving on
We probably should be moving on
Still we're shadows in the night
We have inhibitions, you know we never listen, no
[Chorus]
If we have to say goodbye to the love we lost
We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed
Acting like you're mine, knowing that you're not
We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed
[Post-Chorus]
Ooh-ooh, aah-aah
We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed
Ooh-ooh, aah-aah
We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed
[Refrain]
Come on!
Woo!
Aah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
If we have to say goodbye to the love we lost
We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed
Acting like you're mine, knowing that you're not
We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed
[Outro]
Ooh-ooh, aah-aah
We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed
Ooh-ooh, aah-aah
With our fingers crossed
Ooh-ooh, aah-aah |
Against The World | 2 | I know I get caught up
In my life, my problems
And I can be distant sometimes
And you say you’re okay
And act like you’re busy
But I can see that you’re
Not fine
Just let me know, just tell me so
When you feel hurt, when you’re feeling low
Remember that, that I’m always gon try
Ya I’m always gon try
Wherever you go, you ain’t alone
I’ll be right here with an open door
Promise that
Imma always be right by your side
Ohhh (oh)
You should know (you should know)
With us girls (with us girls)
Ya it’s us against the whole world
Ohhh (oh)
You should know (you should know)
With us girls (with us girls)
Ya it’s us against the whole world
You and me
Against the world
You and me
Against the world
It's you and me
Against the world
It’s you and me against the world
You and me
Against the world
You and me
Against the world
It's you and me
Against the world
It’s you and me against the world
You’re second to none
You’re my day one
And I’m somebody you can always count on
Promise that I won’t leave you behind
No I won’t leave you behind
Take it from me, you can count on one thing
Imma be there anytime you need
Talking 'bout any day or any night
Ohhh (oh)
You should know (you should know)
With us girls (with us girls)
Ya it’s us against the whole world
Ohhh (oh)
You should know (you should know)
With us girls (with us girls)
Ya it’s us against the whole world
You and me
Against the world
You and me
Against the world
It's you and me
Against the world
It’s you and me against the world
You and me
Against the world
You and me
Against the world
It's you and me
Against the world
It’s you and me against the world |
Everlasting | 5 | At dawn you left without a goodbye
I felt you slip through my fingers as I
Watched you fade away
Fragile you fought till the bitter end
I felt my heart sink it happened so quickly like a blur
All I know is in that moment I had nothing left to live for
I felt the world collapse on top of me at goodnight
My whole life has no meaning
These walls are falling around me
It was all for you just to make you proud
Now it's fucking gone and I am lost without you
Your face the soft sound of your voice I'll never hear again
Is this real or is this the longest nightmare cause
Cause it seems so unreal to ever feel like this
And on that day that curtain closed I felt the air drain from my lungs
As half my world left in that breath
At dawn you left without a goodbye
I felt you slip through my fingers as I
Watched you fade away
My whole life has no meaning
These walls are falling around me
It was all for you just to make you proud
Now it's gone
Fuck
And on that day that curtain closed I felt the air drain from my lungs
As half my world left in that breath
And I fear of what's to come
And on that day that curtain closed I felt the air drain from my lungs
As half my world left in that breath
And I fear of what's to come |
Intro | 4 | Turn up your radio
Let the music
Take control
Make sure you don't touch that dial
Let it stay there for a little while
Fresh fm |
Buena Vista | 3 | [Intro]
Said do you eat yo veggies?
So I met this girl at this party we were vibin' we were dancing right
She was the only one that I was really messing with like that
Then she, then she left
She said, you gon' walk me home
So you know I'm gon' walk her home
So we just walking down the street
And everything she was telling me was just so like, so fascinating
And I'm like man I gotta get to know this girl but then
My boy pulls up in his car and he blocks me
[Verse 1]
I got a cold snow-bunny on my lap
Just migrated to the south from Penn State
She just wanna get a bite to eat
I said do you eat yo veggies
She said boy give me steak
We ain't tryna make no more mistakes
She said if we just stack our cubes of cheese we gon' be grate
Someone tell our friends we on the way (hey)
Naw I'm just playin' we gon' be late
[Pre-Chorus]
Cause I'm still here workin on the playlist
And I love it when she dance like David
Her ex-man, best friend gon' hate it
Cause right now girl you lookin' like you're taken
[Chorus]
You got that nice dress I love to see ya
Baby that a good look (Buena Vista)
Now, who my ex-girl I think I got amnesia
Baby that's a good look (Buena Vista)
You got that nice dress that right dress I love to see ya
Baby that a good look
A good look
[Verse 2]
I don't need a side piece, I look for entrees
But she dangerous my Ariana Grande
We burn the floor like Pompeii
Take me to your Moms place
Girl I'm tryna meet her
Who made this bonita (Buena Vista)
I'ma gas her up in liters
Baby girl so foreign
Take me to you leader
You look like a challenge
I'm an overachiever
Take her on a ride to Jimmy Fallon
The kids needa' see her (Buena Vista)
I got this excellent habit of makin' it happen
You just happened to be here
I got a feeling if you really wanna make a change
You gotta do something drastic
Baby girl you're not a passenger you are an asset
Am I making you happy (Pharrell)
You're my favorite girl come here baby girl
Everybody want love on the dance floor
You made it girl, you gon' make me famous girl
Whoop whoop Amous girl
Cause you so A-list girl
Tell em' be patient girl (Na-na-na
[Pre-Chorus]
Cause I'm still here workin on the playlist
And I love it when she dance like David
Her ex-man, best friend gon' hate it
Cause right now girl you lookin' like you're taken
[Chorus]
You got that nice dress I love to see ya
Baby that a good look (Buena Vista)
Now, who my ex-girl I think I got amnesia
Baby that's a good look (Buena Vista)
You got that nice dress that right dress I love to see ya
Baby that a good look
A good look
[Bridge]
I said I love it when she dance like David
I love it when she dance like David
(Yeah) I said I love it when she dance like David
(Na-na) said I love it when she dance like David
Said I love it when she dance like David
I see em' lookin and they watchin' and they hate it
[Chorus]
I see that that nice dress girl I love to see ya
Baby that a good look (Buena Vista)
Now, who my ex-girl I think I got amnesia
Baby that's a good look (Buena Vista)
You got that nice dress that right dress I love to see ya
Baby that a good look (Buena Vista)
Now who my ex-girl I think I got amnesia
Now baby that's a good look a good look
Buena Vista |
Pretty Face | 2 | Pretty face got the best of me
And she knew what she was doin
Didn't even try to keep it discrete
She really set out to ruin
All the respect and reputation we build
Now amounting down to nothing
Loyalty and love was just somethin she played
Like a wolf in sheep's clothing
Have you ever been in a situation like that
Where you thought your character was under attack
Didn't know anything until you heard the facts from everybody else
The way she played you like puppet on a string
Your ignorance just overshadowed your instincts
And now you're finding out the hard way bout to flee
Even the promise of a diamond ring, oh what about mum
Pretty face got the best of me
And she knew what she was doin
Didn't even try to keep it discrete
She really set out to ruin
All the respect and reputation we build
Now amounting down to nothing
Loyalty and love was just somethin she played
Like a wolf in sheep's clothing
Oh, cause she not answering her phone as usual
Tellin you she running late, real casual
Everything she do, everything she say now that she not goin she-a too busy in-a rayray
'ell me why I choose the girl with a 'ickle heart
Somebody's sticking by me when times are hard
Never won fe leave, follow where I lead, strictly down for me with R.E.S.P.E.C.T
But not she
Pretty face got the best of me
And she knew what she was doin
Didn't even try to keep it discrete
She really set out to ruin
All the respect and reputation we build
Now amounting down to nothing
Loyalty and love was just somethin she played
Like a wolf in sheep's clothing
That's how you live with your mistakes now
You just got up and around
Easier said than done is the advice we give to you
A real man grew up in-a no rayray business
Keep your heart clean and forsake all the wickedness
When she go bad you knew she bad to di bone
That's why you do di right thing and leave her alone
Pretty face got the best of me
And she knew what she was doin
Didn't even try to keep it discrete
She really set out to ruin
All the respect and reputation we build
Now amounting down to nothing
Loyalty and love was just somethin she played
Like a wolf in sheep's clothing
-=[2WORDZ]=- |
When It Rains | 4 | [Intro]
No, I can't believe it
No, no, no
I can't believe it
No, no, no
I can't believe it
No, no, no
[Verse 1]
More than a lover, more than a friend
She was my everything
It wasn't even possible to see it end
I was so wrapped up and I didn't care
About the things in her past
Just as long as our love was promised to last
I could've sworn it was written
She was perfect, she was made for me
But I didn't know
I came up the stairs
I had a feeling someone else was there
I got on my knee
Looked through the hole to see what I could see
[Chorus]
I can't take no more
Couldn't believe my eyes when I opened the door
When it rains, it pours
I could cry enough to cover up the floor
Can't believe this shit
Bitch, you just don't know just how hard it hit
When it rains, it pours
I could cry enough to cover the floor
[Verse 2]
Three years of my life wasted
Given all my love to her
I still think about my heart racing
As I watched her pick her clothes up off the floor
I could've killed her, could've really hurt her
But I was dazed and so confused
I Had to really sit back and ask myself
"Have I been a fool? Am I crazy?"
By jumping on the bed
Got in her face to make her hear what I said
Thinking this ain't what it seems
Thought a little more, then I started to scream
[Chorus]
I can't take no more
Couldn't believe my eyes when I opened the door
When it rains, it pours
I could cry enough to cover up the floor
Can't believe this shit
Bitch, you just don't know just how hard it hit
When it rains, it pours
I could cry enough to cover the floor
[Bridge]
Honey, I don't really understand
What were you motives? What were your plans?
Too many times I've played the fool
It's gonna come back to you
How do you feel? Can you look at me?
What's wrong, baby? Can't you speak?
You had my trust, my love, my everything
If you had waited, could've even got the ring
How could you do it, baby?
How could you do it?
How could you do it, baby? (it's gonna come back to you)
How could you do it?
How could you do it, baby?
How could you do it?
How could you do it, baby? (it's gonna come back to you)
How could you do it?
It's gonna come back to you
It's gonna come back to you
It's gonna come back to you, baby (it's gonna come back to you)
It's gonna come back (it's gonna come back to you)
It's gonna come back to you, baby
It's gonna come back
It's gonna come back to you
(To you, to you, to you, to you)
To you, to you, to you, to you
(It's gonna come back to you
It's gonna come back to you, to you, to you, to you)
To you, to you, I can't believe it, no
[Outro]
When it rains, it pours, pours, pours, pours, pours, pours
When it rains, it pours, pours, pours, pours, pours, pours, pours, pours |
Red Dog | 3 | You wanna feel the indigo?
Na
Big Clifford Red Dog Looking ass
Really feel your fame finna last
When you have a bomber like me going for your title
You best know when to stay idle
I ain't finna act like this ain't personal but you know you can't get your ass into intercol
Too tall to run and too big to last, Guess no bitch gunna want your ass
Oh wait, you had one right
Sad thing she got stolen by a nigga less than half your height
Make a diss track back
We both know your channel needs that
So take off the shitty snap back hat
Your dream bitch be sending me pics of her breastesses on my snapchat
How bow dat
There's no wait for this music because my talent is of levels most exclusive
Bitch you know I'm Repping Lucid
Now can we take a moment to talk about Carol
That bitch's ass be so fine like her casserol
She almost be as nice as Rachel
Remember when she played with my sachel |
Scrape | 3 | [Chorus: Evil Pimp]
He's now another victim of a fucking deadly stang
Deadly stang, deadly stang, of a fucking deadly stang
He's now another victim of a fucking deadly stang
Of a fuckin' d-, of a fuckin' d-
[Verse 1: LIL CUT THROAT]
Get all my dope for the low, double cup in the Benzo
Feeling like I am Big Moe, screw head 'til my hearse
So watch this
I pour that wok and that lean in her mouth while she throat
Demons crawlin' through my mind
Feel like I'ma flash out, pass out, ducked out
Pills under my tongue now
Smokin' on some OG, wow
Psychosis kickin' in, time to make a fuckin' stain
Wake up and my sweat has dripped
It was all a fucking dream (Motherfucker, yeah)
[Chorus: Evil Pimp & YUNG $NOW]
He's now another victim of a fucking deadly stang
Deadly stang, deadly stang, of a fucking deadly stang
He's now another victim of a fucking deadly stang
Of a fuckin' d-, of a fuckin' d-
(Ayy, Yung $now be drivin' these hoes
Yung $now be drivin' these hoes, ayy)
[Verse 2: YUNG $NOW]
Yung $now be drivin' these hoes up the wall
Never froze, fuck 'em all
Tagging toes, let 'em thaw
Flexing my flaws while I'm texting your broad
Still getting pussy, have sex in the hall
Next to the bed that y'all have slept in since fall
Got a call from your mom, saying "Meet at the mall"
Gonna fuck her behind the counter at Aéropostale
Ruby the ho slayer, later, I'm gone
Fuck boy feel some type of way, sayin' Ruby the opps
Me and $lick stay flodgin' in the Dodge, we always dodgin' cops
Let the block begin the flock, they wanna watch him top my Glock |
Okay... | 1 | IM broken shatter missing left lost forgotten
okay ummmmmm lets think i dont want to give up or give in |
Weight Of The World | 2 | What am I hear for?
It doesn't make much sense
When it's all said and done, this world means nothing
With weight of the world, on my shoulders
I still try to find reason in my life
The ultimate goal is to get ahead
While all these things are left unsaid
May the cool waters of heaven wash away my sin
Burned away this disease
And heal these wounds of life
Take away my breath forever
Guide me to the light
And I...
I still try to find reason in my life
And in my life I can't find a way to heal myself
Weight of the world
May the cool waters of heaven wash away, my sin |
Bestie | 3 | [Chorus: Marley Waters and Dame D.O.L.L.A.]
I can't be your man, I'll be your sex friend
Look, we got nothin' on but the Netflix
Bust a bag, I cut my check, Pateks
Pull up with the stick just to protect, yeah
Uh, that's my bestie with with benefits
You could be my bestie with benefits
Your girl my bestie with benefits
Girl, you're just my bestie with benefits
Bestie with benefits
That my bestie, yeah, that my bestie
That my bestie, yeah, that my bestie (Ayy)
Yeah-ah
[Verse 1: Dame D.O.L.L.A.]
Mm, even though we rock tough, you know my situation
Focused on myself and I ain't really datin'
Girl, you know we focused, I know you from the basement
Treat you to the finer things and give you penetration (Get it in)
Uh, I'm always here for you (I'm always here for you)
If you gotta vent I'll always be an ear for you (I'm listenin')
In the club I be offended when they holler (When they holler)
'Cause I keep you in that Fendi and Gabbana (I do)
We take trips and I keep groceries in your condo (Okay)
If a sucker push his line, I pull up on him pronto (You don't want it)
Pronto, pull up on him pronto
'Cause these paws on Hector "Macho" Camacho (Uh)
[Chorus: Marley Waters]
I can't be your man, I'll be your sex friend
Look, we got nothin' on but the Netflix
Bust a bag, I cut my check, Pateks
Pull up with the stick just to protect, yeah
Uh, that's my bestie with with benefits
You could be my bestie with benefits
Your girl my bestie with benefits
Girl, you're just my bestie with benefits
Bestie with benefits
That my bestie, yeah, that my bestie
That my bestie, yeah, that my bestie
Yeah-ah
[Verse 2: Dame D.O.L.L.A.]
You my homie, lover, friend, my bestie (Best friend)
And them little benefits gettin' messy
If I show a little interest, you tryna check me (You tryna check me)
Ridin' shotty and on the back of the jet skis (You on the back with it)
Ooh, girl you somethin' else (You somethin' else)
We only friends, but you tryna keep me from someone else (For what?)
I never curve you or treat you like a runner-up (Never)
These other girls only seein' me when the summer comes (That's the only time)
'Cause you my bestie with benefits (Right)
They can get your loyalty or sentiment (They can't)
My bestie with benefits
And we made it this far, what a coincidence
[Chorus: Marley Waters]
I can't be your man, I'll be your sex friend
Look, we got nothin' on but the Netflix
Bust a bag, I cut my check, Pateks
Pull up with the stick just to protect, yeah
Uh, bestie with with benefits
That my bestie, yeah, that my bestie
That my bestie, yeah, that my bestie
Yeah-ah |
The Puritan | 5 | [Verse 1]
Now, are we institutionalised
By the demands of today?
In our regalia, are we okay?
Because the flash of a blade
Is one less getting paid there in the lines
And the ice and the gold
It's just a double code, it's a paradigm
[Chorus]
For every little thing that fashion gives you
Yeah
[Verse 2]
So the puritan on a Monday morning
Said, "Happy sad melody"
I'm waltzing on an amazing pulse
In a pornographic sea
Where an absent blade
Is one less in parade to throw overboard
And the ice and the gold
Is just a double code, it's a metaphor
[Chorus]
For every little thing that fashion gives you
Yeah
[Verse 3]
I'm falling into something
That play upon the metronome in your heart
It's smoke and it's mirrors
Until the auto-cue starts
Then the dry ice comes
And we start sucking our thumbs on the TV
And the joy of people
Spirited away so merrily
[Chorus]
It's part of every little thing that fashion gives you
Yeah
[Post-Chorus]
Here we go
[Outro]
La la la, la, la la la, la
La la la, la la...
(Hey puritan, hey puritan)
La la la, la, la la la, la...
(What you gonna do about it?)
La la la la la...
(It's all smoke and mirrors)
La la la, la, la la la, la...
(What you gonna do about it?)
La la la la la...
(Hey puritan, hey puritan)
La la la, la, la la la, la...
(What you gonna do about it?)
La la la la la...
La la la, la, la la la, la
(What you gonna do about it?)
La la la la la...
La la la, la, la la la, la... |
Gospel | 3 | [Intro: Lil Kapow]
Pistol whip you two times 'cause I brought two sticks
I fucked her so good she thought that I had two dicks
I could violate you out in public, you won't do shit
Bitch, you could see I'm rich by how I'm fuckin' cruisin'
[Verse 1: Lil Kapow]
Pop five bars and I started speaking Hebrew
Fucked up pissin' in the middle of casinos
Runnin' from the cops, I hid my whip at the Sea World
Sunday masked, getting necked in the cathedral
Ooh, I'm back on my street shit
House cleaner in this bitch, how I sweep shit
Dance Dance Revolution on your face, now you're leakin'
Sold him K2, now we're geekin', uh
I told him to lack
I'm fuckin' his bitch in the front and the back
I'm runnin' a train, I think that I can
Both thumbs in her ass then she takin' a cab
If I didn't hit you, I'm takin' a lap
You was talkin' that shit, now you takin' it back
I just sold you some shit, now I'm takin' it back
Keep suckin' my dick or you gon' make me mad
Ugly bastard, I gеt pussy, I'm poundin'
I just popped a perc, I'm tired of rappin'
[Interlude: Lil Kapow & XANAKIN SKYWOK]
Ayo Xanakin
Yo, Xanakin
Oh, it's my turn
[Verse 2: XANAKIN SKYWOK]
Your shootеr, he cappin'
He livin' it lavish
My troopers are savage
[?] takin' Advil
You poppin' them pills while you listen to sad shit
Most of these niggas don't know how to gas shit
Her pussy [?]
I fuck on her [?]
[?] after I pass it to Fat Joe
Bitch, you don't really want that hoe
I be the bars when I gospel
[?] he gettin' head in the neck thot hoe
She be an eater, then she thought she got post
More like [?], fuckin' her taco
I ain't no medium, we smokin' thrax and it's premium
Like John Cena, not seein' 'em
Choppas gon' spray while I'm cleanin' up
Bitches suck dick in the meeting room, ooh
Oh, it's still my turn
[?], nigga, get the chop, he got fast roll
Body got more fuckin' damage than a Glock does
I shoot bitches in they neck with my cock cum
[?] then they top run
[?] on my dinner plate
I love the chops side more than a Tinder date
Nigga [?], suck my dick up for a feature, ayy
I'ma let [?] for a cheaper rate |
Every Day | 3 | Every day I wake up
I just gotta get my cake up
I be fucked up
All through the day
Let me keep my foot on they neck
Know they upset
I have no regrets
All these hoes
They on go
You fell in love with a insta hoe
Nigga killing niggas thinking they more clout though
Goofy
Always move it no hesitation
Every day wake up
Gotta get
I be fucked up
All through the day
Let me keep foot on they neck though
Know they upset
Play with me get hit with tec
Young nigga but my mindset
OG status
Can’t nothing get pass me
Feeling like everything happen for reason
Maybe why I’m leaning
Gotta get this cake
No matter what day
I’m go get the bag
Know they mad
Kick my old hoes to the curb
I’m just about my bag
Fuck who mad
Know you wish you never put me last
Now I’m flexin' on they ass
All it take is hard work and dedication
Fuck who hating
Every day I wake up
I just gotta get my cake up
I be fucked up
All through the day
Let me keep my foot on they neck
Know they upset
I have no regrets
All these hoes
They on go
You fell in love with a insta hoe
Nigga killing niggas thinking they more clout though
Goofy
Always move it no hesitation
Every day wake up
Gotta get
I be fucked up
All through the day |
Last Day In Hell | 5 | [Intro]
We got three minutes to blow this place
And it's all Dave needs, gonna melt your face
Finna rock this house, send it into space
Our last day in hell, give 'em one last fave
[Verse]
We've been isolated for too long
Time has come to rock you all
Bye, Toronto, it's been fun
It's time for Dave to fly into the sun
We're gonna rock until it gets us paid
Work it, work it, minute made
Spotify don't get no plays
We're Nova Scotia, born and paid
[Chorus]
Last day in hell
We got two tickets to Halifax, baby
Last day in hell
Gonna pour one out for the GTA, yeah
[Verse]
S'been three years, we've had two EP's
We got four nеw fans, and we made twelvе G's
We sold our first merch, gigged for CBC
Streamed our songs so much it bought one grocery
Told you vote for Jeb, but you told us no
And in those three years only played one show
So, Toronto, thanks, yeah we wish you well
But our bank accounts tell a different tale
[Chorus]
Last day in hell
We got two tickets to Halifax, baby
Last day in hell
Gonna pour one out for the GTA, yeah
Last day in hell
We got two tickets to anywhere else
Last day in hell
We will not accept refunds at this time, no
[Verse]
We've been isolated for too long
Time has come to rock you all
I am not sure what is worse
The money spent, or this third verse
Dave will rock another day
Maybe then we will get paid
Dave 2 will be coming soon
Please buy it soon, it's coming soon
[Chorus]
Last day in hell
We got two tickets to Halifax, baby
Last day in hell
Gonna pour one out for the GTA, no
Last day in hell
We got more stress than we know what to do with
Last day in hell
My overdraft has overdraft, yeah |
Rebels on the Run | 2 | Me and Ace and Billy Joe
"Born To Run" on the radio
Doin' 95 down Rock Springs road
Racin' the Tennessee sun
We stuck it on the hometown games
And played chicken with midnight trains
Oh, time is slow
We were insane
Rebels on the run
And we made a beer bottle pact
Behind Burley's store
That we would always be one for all
And all for one
Rebels on the run...
Heather Reed was our sheriff's kid
It was me and her and a half pint of gin
Went further than we'd ever been
Right there in my shotgun
I was country boy
She was country club
Her momma said I'd never measure up
We left that town in a trail of dust
Like rebels on the run
We made a class ring pact in a Motel 6
That we were gonna stay in that crazy love
And be forever young
Rebels on the run...
Now Billy Joe sells ATV's
Old Ace wound up marrying Heather Reed
And every now and then they give me a ring
And ask me if I'm ever gonna grow up
No, I'm a rolling stone and a ramblin' man
On the road with some boys in a band
Ain't nothin' out there I'd rather be than a
Rebel on the run
We made a beer bottle pact
Behind Burley's store
That we would always be one for all
And all for one
Rebels on the run
Rebels on the run |
Overflow interlude | 4 | Monday through Sunday
Every time of day
I’m tryina play
I’m tryina play
Monday through Sunday
Any time of day
I’m tryina play
I’m tryina play
You forgot what you came looking for
I won’t ever leave you anymore
You forgot what you come looking for
I won’t ever leave you anymore
[???]
Any time of day
(I gotta play, I gotta play, I gotta play)
I know got what you came
I’m tryina play
I’m tryina play
Monday through Sunday
Any time of day
Tell the truth |
Empty | 3 | [Intro]
She know me, so I'm careful how I speak
For the last time, the last time that I tried
[Chorus]
Baby don't leave, you can put the blame on me
I'm empty, so empty, watch me bleed
She know me, so I'm careful how I speak
For the last time, the last time that I tried
Baby don't leave, you can put the blame on me
I'm empty, so empty, watch me bleed
She know me, so I'm careful how I speak
For the last time, the last time that I tried
[Verse 1]
This the last time that I tried, I told you all those lies
The boy who is lost, I just wish I could die
I just wish I could fly, I will fly away from here
Why you only see me when I'm going out bad, going out bad?
Tryna make it through the day without my dope sack
Out my dope sack
Why you only see me when I'm going out bad, going out bad?
Tryna make it through the day without my dope sack
Out my dope sack
[Chorus]
Baby don't leave, you can put the blame on me
I'm empty, so empty, watch me bleed
She know me, so I'm careful how I speak
For the last time, the last time that I tried
Baby don't leave, you can put the blame on me
I'm empty, so empty, watch me bleed
She know me, so I'm careful how I speak
For the last time, the last time that I tried |
Feel the Vibes Stay Alive | 5 | Once upon a time
I was lost, but now I'm found
Smooth like similac going down
While I'm flipping this, like a coin toss
'Cause I'm the boss, in brown skin
And when I go, I do not tiptoe
"Cause when I go, I go all in
And friends get left, 'cause bros go right along
If you think a hip hop song, can't be live
Then you're wrong
'Cause taking a dive, in a pool of plunder
Thinking your stuff, is from the under
Gets me worked up, just like a plunger
But I saw through all the residue
'Cause the minute, that your whole crew left you
All those fools got brand new
So I'll see your ass, on the other side
'Cause I do not slide electric
I'm not an android, with my systems void
And rejected, so expect it to rain
When I dance, 'cause chances are
Got gravitational pull, like a neutron star
Seeing all that I spy, throughout the universe
And others wanna claim my stake
But I claimed it first, so gotta relax
And don't stare and dare yourself to treachery
'Cause I bet you we won't scrap but a second
'Cause when I wreck it
And when it's wrecked
There will only be a faint reminder of disrespect
So what's next, next time might be your last
'Cause a blast from my fists of fury
And lyrics of fire
Burn you like skin cancer
And advance the pun
'Cause I'm the sun, of the solar fusion
Bringing order to confusion
And you're not winning
You're losing and bruising your own head
When you said
"Oh My God"
'Cause you saw my head nod
And the odds, got even
Dangerous
I'm second to none
I won the race, before I ran it
From planet to planet
I handle it like a pro
So if you know, act accordingly
'Cause I'm simply recording the
Life and times, of a Godfather Rhymer
On a rhythm and percussion discussion
Discussing what's envogue
So I never have to ask
'Cause I already rode
And told the story back in the first millennium
Packing many in at my show
At the arena, so tell me have you seen her
My finger is homesick
'Cause I'm quick to grasp that last part
Before I depart, 'cause I never took a toke
I was dope from the start
Getting smart on the regular
Eliminating competitors
With clever techniques
Through weeks, months and years
Decades and centuries
My full capabilities, shadow all the others
Walking with the soil
Under my boots, with my brothers
'Cause I'm the prodigal, illogical, erotical son
Making orgasmic noise, from the G-spot
'Cause I'm not a Glock-totting fool
Quoting plots, of murder and mayhem
'Cause I slay them and lay them to rest
With less than a gat or any of that nonsense
'Cause gangstas be looking from the other side
Of an electric fence
Up the river, like a giver of bad news
'Cause the shoes fit and were wit it
But did it work, I think not (no)
'Cause you got served what you deserved
Swift and severe (Yeah)
And that's why you're over there
And I'm over here
Fool
A-ha Yeah
Feel the vibes (feel the vibes)
Stay alive (feel the vibes)
'Cause once upon time, I was lost
But now I'm found
Smooth like similac going down
So expect it to rain, when I dance
'Cause chances are, got gravitational pull
Like a neutron star
Expect it to rain, when I dance
'Cause chances are, got gravitational pull
Like a neutron star
Got gravitational pull
Like a neutron star
Feel the vibes
Expect it to rain, when I dance
'Cause chances are, got gravitational pull
Like a neutron star
Feel the vibes (feel the vibes)
Stay Alive |
Poetry In Motion | 3 | Its poetry in motion
The way you got me feeling is devotion
Got me moving with no hesitation
Rushing got me feeling the sensation
Its poetry in motion
Feelings running deeper than the ocean
Got me moving with no hesitation no
Rushing got me feeling the sensation
Its poetry in motion
Its poetry in motion
Poetry in motion
Its poetry in motion
The way you got me feeling is devotion
Got me moving with no hesitation
Rushing got me feeling the sensation
Its poetry in motion
Feelings running deeper than the ocean
Got me moving with no hesitation no
Rushing got me feeling the sensation
Its poetry in motion
Its poetry in motion |
Matter of Time | 2 | Mama said relax boy
Lighten up your load
Don't bring too much down life's
Long hard road
Just do what you can
Move a little more down the line
You're gonna make it where you're going in
A matter of time
People gonna try and build you up
Others know you down
But most just kinda smile and nod
When you're comin' round
So just do what you can
Move a little more down the line
You're gonna make it where you're going in
A matter of time
Open up the paper
See its all just one big mess
Turn and talk to anyone that you meet and they'll
Tell you whats best or just
Do what you can
Movе a little more down the linе
You're gonna make it where you're going in
A matter of time
Cuz you might know just where you were on the
Day that you were born
But lord knows where you're gonna be
When old gabriel blows his horn so just
Do what you can
Move a little more down the line
You're gonna make it where you're going in
A matter of time
Mama said relax boy
Lighten up your load
Don't bring too much down life's
Long hard road
Just do what you can
Move a little more down the line
You're gonna make it where you're going in
A matter of time |
Touchdown | 3 | Verse: Shawty yeah she got me
We ride like roller coaster
The chain I got her icy
She rock like she supposed to
Issues come in magazines
Her ass should be on posters
Way you look tonight
I’m tryna’ get a little closer
If we take these xans
Will you trust in me
Tryna’ do you right deep down
Oh yeah i still believe (I believe I believe)
Tryna’ give you what you want
What you want and need
Little less talk and a little more action
Satisfaction guaranteed
Hook: When I pull up on you
Touchdown touchdown
Right now right now
Lights down lights down
When I pull up on you
Touchdown touchdown
Ass up face down
Right now right now
When I pull up on you
Touchdown touchdown
Right now right now
Lights down lights down
What I want from you
Ass up face down
Right now right now
Bridge: Sliding
Caught up on a play
And now we vibing
Need you home tonight so what you callin’
For oh woah
Let’s go let’s go
Let’s go let’s go let’s go yeah
Verse 2: Whole lotta drip on me
Slide when i’m inside
You sing like do re mi
And you know it’s perfect time
I caught you in my eye
But you know that this
Don’t come around as a surprise
Cause i’m fly guy
Let’s dance in time
With the moon and lights
Drive on by like their flashing lights
Would you crash on by
Gotta keep that in mind
True love is hard to find
And I can’t waste no time (oh no no no)
Let’s rock let’s roll
Let’s just get throwed
I got you all alone
So don’t be scared oh no no no
Yeah let’s just go away
Somewhere far from home
LSD take you there
You know that you want to coast
Hook: When I pull up on you
Touchdown touchdown
Right now right now
Lights down lights down
When I pull up on you
Touchdown touchdown
Ass up face down
Right now right now
Let’s go right now
Refrain: Take me to a place that you
Want from me I want from you
Wonderland please just take me to your wonderland
To your wonderland take me to your wonderland
To your wonderland yeah
Outro: Let’s rock let’s roll
Let’s rock let’s roll
Could you take me to your wonderland
Can you take me to your wonderland
Please just take me to your wonderland |
Fear in Non Fiction | 5 | We'll pack up the wish, check
Lash, check
Not much else
Recite the prayers from the pages lost
In the thoughts
Searching
Everyone (Everyone)
Has lost their minds
Air, check
Rain, check
I've checked out
This part where I say we'll figure it out
How the universe had to plagiarize
My draft on "This World..."
Now realized
Everyone (Everyone)
Has lost their minds
Survive
If we lose interest
We have lost
Survive
If we lose interest
My life was your decision
Made by the ICU
Led to this destination
Where I decide on you
The fear is losing fiction
In a coma of our choice
Take to the moral compass
In the vortex of every voice
Survive
If we lose interest
We have lost
Survive
If we lose interest
We have
We're sick with conversation
My heart, the ICU
This time, the eyes are open
This time, I can't see through
The fear is losing fiction
In a coma of our choice
Check engine expedition
I'll see you when this is all done
We're mourning over
This need to know where
All these pieces lost their placement
Find me if you feel like your place is taken
Weigh down on me like you've crowned
And it's hard to tell
In the end, will we love ourselves?
And was it all worth it?
Who's the doctor here?
Who has my interest?
(Go home) Pictured it just like this
Just as I imagined
Love, love
(Losing you was the end of me)
(I can't sleep-) |
Hip Hop Saved Me | 3 | We arrived on the rise on the ride to excellence
The 'ignit' get with it , as well as the intellegnet
Cause nowadays they playing tricks with yo gas
Thats funkin' with yo food
Which means yo ass
If we don't get organized and switch the conversation
Not applied to you , I mean ya babies generation
Then we mine as well stop reproducing
But that'll be the day when JG stops producing....
Never, never comes
Be careful with ya tounge
It's deadly like a machine gun
Where Im from? and probably ya hood too
It's always the fakest that portray to be the true
So what you do?
Keep ya life separate
Let them be salty while we sprinkle the peppers
You don't need the fake necklace
Just take it to ya essence and God will be present! yea!
Chorus:
Milwaukee raised me, Hip Hop saved me
They say we crazy but they can't fade me
Vivafidel is more than a name
Consider me a weapon i spit wit aim
Pushing through the poltricks, I don't side step
Self-made vet
I warn you bout the threats
And do a dilligent delivery
The spirits talk to me so I know that they hear me
And clearly I'm drove by a bigger cause
So I'm speedin past while ya stuck lookin lost
We knowing bout banging and slangin since the 70s
The world waiting on something new, check out my melody
You fresh off the slave ship , talkin that slave shit
Our job is to uplift and take you higher
I take you higher than the average cat
I'm more like a Black Panther
With that 10 point answer
Talk innerlude:
YO and we already know
Milwaukee is just a small piece of the planet
Its not where you're from, its where you're at
And we not talking about physically
Cause we keep it moving & we keep it grooving!
Chorus:
Milwaukee raised me, Hip Hop saved me
They say we crazy but they can't fade me
Vivafidel is more than a name
Consider me a weapon i spit wit aim
Yea, this is the business fa sho
I got plenty mo
We 414
Survival of the fittest
You better hope you got a witness
Cause MPD is evil as the devil
No matter ya level
We in this together
Since before the beginning fightin for life
Now we fightin this system of oppression on site
I write to incite the original warriors
I'm something like a forienger to a loser enviornment
If I ain't winning , I ain't trying it
You gonna see riots and choas
But who gonna who gone be prepared
Stop, look & listen don't get scared
Just roll with me and be revolutionized
Then take it back to ya people and change some lives
Now is our time
The truth steal the shine
Cause we straight up dying with the blind leading the blind
Chorus:
Milwaukee raised me, Hip Hop saved me
They say we crazy but they can't fade me
Vivafidel is more than a name
Consider me a weapon i spit wit aim |
Club Skit | 3 | [Angel:] child come on
[Trina:] I know he ain't coming over here?
[Angel:] come on let's go over there ray ready
[Trina:] I know but child look at him look
[Trina:] look at hi shoes girl
[Angel:] let's go over there
[Trina:] I hope he don't come over here he is so tired honey
[Angel:] he is real tired
[Trina:] I don't think so!
[Angel:] what the fuck is that on his grill
[Trina:] he is definitely a fashion statement honey
[Angel:] what the fuck is that on his grill
[Trina:] I don't know but it's shonuff blinding me. I know he better not come over here
[Man:] yo baby whats up can I buy you a drink?
[Trina:] yeah what ever
[Angel:] you shouldn't have told him yeah now he gonna think he all that
[Trina:] oh shit! here he come
[Man:] here you go baby. you got the finest glass off champagene j. rogie I've been
Watching you all night. hold on let me sit right here
[Angel:] we did not invite yo ass to sit down
[Trina:] see that's why you can't be nice to niggas in da club now
[Man:] what you mean baby?
[Trina:] first of all I'm not your baby ([Angel:] ok) so get your tired cell rag
Iceberg wearing foggy diamond cheap champagene buying ass out my face
Nigga you must be don't know who the fuck I am hold on angel buy dis nigga a
Bottle of cris
[Angel:] ok! broke scrub ass nigga
[Man:] gimme back my drink then bitch!
[Trina:] we gonna show you how to ball playboy |
Apocalypse | 3 | Chorus:
She don’t love me she love me some
Girl thats not enough
She smoke my tree then say its weak
What she lying for
I’m tryna find peace she won’t let me
She got me tired af
She got that wet so ill sit back and let her fuck me up
Verse:
Think about this all day, all night
Trying to figure out my life
Wondering if the end would come on by
Heard there’s a place you live twice
I’m locked and loaded, my head imploding
Another tall nigga with a gat for sure then
I wrote my dawg, told the boy “stay strong man”
He might get paroled but I’ll be 34 then
Yea
This my vice, yeah good pussy
Can’t drink milk if I ain’t got cookies
If the world were to end
Would you still give it to me
Lost in my thoughts this can't be good
I said I’m lost in my thoughts this can’t be good
Chorus:
She don’t love me she love me some
Girl thats not enough
She smoke my tree then say its weak
What she lying for
I’m tryna find peace she won’t let me
She got me tired af
She got that wet so ill sit back and let her fuck me up
Verse:
One too many motherfuckers I know
Still chasing that green like the light at go
Get the money in the bag and the cash gon flow
But I’m starting now to think that we really on dope
This material life got me feeling all broke
But I still fiend for it when I get paid do’
I don’t know if we trapped or we just standing close
But I just copped Gucci and some Louis at the store
But if all I want is money, where does all of mine go
If it ain’t bout clothes then I’m entertaining hoes
And with more money coming I just tend to feel alone
Success means wealth but the problems still yours
Success means wealth but the problems still yours
Think of suicide then open suicide doors
Money bring you happiness I buy the bitch Michael Kors
Chorus:
She don’t love me she love me some
Girl thats not enough
She smoke my tree then say its weak
What she lying for
I’m tryna find peace she won’t let me
She got me tired af
She got that wet so ill sit back and let her fuck me up |
KABOOM | 5 | Life is like a game
We gotta choose a side
And try to play
Before you lose your mind
And fade away
But you could soon be gone (gone, gone, gone)
Who's it gonna be?
You gotta tell yourself
It's them or me
And you can justify
Most anything
So whose side are you on? (on, on, on)
(On)
Well, one day they'll drop the bomb
Who knows who they'll drop it on
Maybe someone that you love
So before they get to you
Do what you gotta do
KABOOM! KABOOM!
Don't try to say
That we could win it all
Some other way
Our pride will never fall
And never change
You better toe the line
Cause in the end
The only thing on which
You can depend
To attack is safer
Than defend
But not for army line
Line!
Well, one day they'll drop the bomb
Who knows who they'll drop it on
Maybe someone that you love
So before they get to you
Do what you gotta do
KABOOM! KABOOM!
Pick which side you're on, drop the bomb
Pick which side you're on, drop the bomb
Pick which side you're on, drop the bomb
Pick which side you're on, drop the bomb
Pick which side you're on, drop the bomb
Pick which side you're on, drop the bomb
Well, one day they'll drop the bomb
Who knows who they'll drop it on
Maybe someone that you love
Don't wait for the evidence
No one's really innocent
Send the judgement from above
And before they get to you
Do what you gotta do
KABOOM! KABOOM! KABOOM! KABOOM! |
The Bones Of Generations | 2 | I got a suit
I got a black suit
You got horns but I got a black suit
I got a band
I got a black band
You got thorns and I got a black band
You got a shield
You got a black shield
I got a point but you got a black shield
I got a wish
I got a death wish
You got a badge but I got a death wish
The truth I know can not be bent, oh no
It has been raised as a monument to the dead
The truth they say is stated in the Book of Revelations
The truth I know is mounted on the bones of generations
I got a mark
I got a black mark
You got a book
At least you've got a book |
Haters | 3 | [Intro]
Yeah it’s Maggz, L-Tido
Keep talking about us man
You only making us more famous
We getting more chicks you dig
Let’s get ready Glitz Gang
[Verse 1: L-Tido]
These haters smile in my face and talk cheap behind my back
Don’t wanna see me grind and stack
They rather see me lying flat
On the ground getting pound I ain't lying that’s fact man
I’m shining on my neck, and got the J behind my back
And now I run in clubs and rip these chicks
Stay fresh and switch these kicks
Lace tracks and spit the spiff
Chase cheques and get these chips
I don’t give a fuck y’all can hate me
That shit just motivate me, keep my things or debate me
Do my shit and ignore the envy
I’m focused on my chips dude
I’m grinding like the Glitz crew
While you mutha fuckaz gossip like chicks do
[Chorus]
These haters talking
These haters keep on talking
These haters talking
These haters keep on talking
About me… me…
Keep on talking about me… me… me…
[Verse 2: Maggz]
When your money weak no one will come around
When you money heaps watch out oh wanna be down
So I keep cooking, they keep looking
Doubt our style but we keep on pushing
Sweet something how we crooking
These lively shows we booked in
So haters love haters smile never ever could they shook him
Or steal him when he moves hater I depend on you
To keep my fire burning, till I reach a higher earning
Till I keep heat wire burning, till you dudes retire learning
I ain't nothing to be fucked with no
From this rap to the budget no
So haters you can dub this flow,or I make moves upon that dough
Your squad is wack, I’m the heart of rap
While you waiting to get connected like a starter pack
I see these blazing and circulating like that karma black
So we invading fuck you hating you and your ghost track
[Chorus]
When paper talk haters walk but keep turning heads
They keep on watching while like ovens I keep burning bread
So save your talk for your broads what you earn instead
It’s not my fault that I floss and I’m firmer head
Forget your man baby ghetto son gon’ chill
You know I’m extra hot, hotter than that nandos meal
More kicks than the drum roll still
Still from the hood where the guns blow ill
More hits when I run these skills
And I dream big coz I run these hills
[Chorus]
Don’t give a damn about haters
Haters haters haters … yeah
I don t give a damn about them damn haters
No… no… no…
Haters haters.. |
Rag Top Love Affair | 3 | [Chorus]
What you mad 'bout now?
I'm parked outside the house with my rag top down
I'm just tryna ride around with you
I ain't tryna argue 'bout why I ain't been calling you
What you mad 'bout now?
I'm parked outside the house with my rag top down
I'm just tryna ride around with you
I ain't tryna argue 'bout why I ain't been...
[Verse]
You know I adore you
You know I would do anything for you
Realize that you loyal, baby I applaud you
Yeah I got more than a few
But they know the difference between them and you
Yet you still tripping, what else can I do?
Ain't I had something with me when I first met you
And I still get you
Put forth the effort
Shows you I was better
But you still stressing my acquaintances
First class flight attendant
Five star restaurant, waitresses, supermodels dancing with crazy chips
Strippers who count up their bucks while they play my shit
Rolling up all of that I've done
And I'm probably not done
But still in my heart girl, I feel like you the one
Yeah I guess I'm selfish
I want them when I want 'em
But I need you every evening, every night, every morning
Said you want a nigga to keep it real
Yet you cry your eyes out any time I tell you how it is
How it really is
[Chorus]
What you mad 'bout now?
I'm parked outside the house with my rag top down
I'm just tryna ride around with you
I ain't tryna argue 'bout why I ain't been calling you
What you mad 'bout now?
What you sad 'bout now?
[Outro] |
H You want me dead | 5 | Hospital bed, all white in my eyes. You see the doubt in my eyes
I'm not to far gone. I see you there for me. You fall asleep inside my mind. Don't you lie don't you
I'm not far from what you want me to be. Hospital room oh it's heroine in my sleep |
Dont Know What Im Gonna Do | 2 | [Intro]
This is what I'm going to do
When I think of you
I concentrate my love for you
[Verse 1]
And I start to hear
You say that you love me
And woah-oh-oh
[Verse 2]
Oh, darling
I would love to hear
You say la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
[Pre-Chorus]
Because I love to be
With you to want me
Woah-oh-oh
[Chorus]
And our love will grow with time and greatest thrill
I've found the love that never will grow old
I know it's hard to find the love that's true
But I found the universe in you, hey hey
[Verse 3]
Oh darling
I, I still hear
You say la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
[Pre-Chorus]
Because I love to be
With you to want me
Woah-oh-oh
[Chorus]
And our love will grow with time and greatest thrill
I've found the love that never will grow old
I know it's hard to find the love that's true
But I found the universe in you, hey hey
[Outro]
Oh darling, I
Oh, I
I want to know thee
And I'm all down on my knees
Oh-oh |
Been Meaning To Tell You | 2 | [Verse 1]
You've been on my mind
And I know it's bad timing
To say anything I feel
And it's probably surprising, oh yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
It's been too long and I heard that you moved on
But I just need to let you know
I pushed you away when your heart was right here
And now it's haunting me
[Chorus]
I've been meaning to tell you
Oh na na na na
I've been meaning to tell you
Oh, but now you're gone
[Post-Chorus]
I know that she loves you
But I know that you know that
And now you're gone
Now you're gone
I know that she loves you
But I had these feelings for you all along
Now you're gone
[Verse 2]
Been wanting to tell you
But it was too easy to live in a lie
I thought that I brought it out
'Til the train finally tipped on its side
That's when I knew I couldn't hide
That's when the trouble arrived
Thanking the bitter reminder
That you're no longer mine
[Pre-Chorus]
It's been too long and I heard that you moved on
But I just need to let you know
I pushed you away when your heart was right here
And now it's haunting me
[Chorus]
I've been meaning to tell you
Oh na na na na
I've been meaning to tell you
Oh, but now you're gone
[Post-Chorus]
I know that she loves you
But I know that you know that
And now you're gone
Now you're gone
I know that she loves you
But I had these feelings for you all along
Now you're gone
[Bridge]
It's been too long and I heard that you moved on
But I just need to let you know
I pushed you away when your heart was right here
And now it's haunting me
[Chorus]
I've been meaning to tell you
Oh na na na na
I've been meaning to tell you
Oh, but now you're gone
[Post-Chorus]
I know that she loves you
But I know that you know that
And now you're gone
Now you're gone
I know that she loves you
But I had these feelings for you all along
Now you're gone |
Microphone Fiend | 3 | [Verse: Rakim]
I was a fiend before I became a teen
I melted microphones instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated so when hip hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated
'Cause I grabbed the mic and try to say, "Yes y'all"
They tried to take it and say that I'm too small
Cool 'cause I don't get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker pull the plug then I jet
Back to the lab without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the other one, then I make another one
To this the opposite then ask if the brother's done
I get a cravin' like I fiend for nicotine
But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean?
I'm ragin', rippin' up the stage and
Don't it sound amazin' 'cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, 'cause it's sort of an addiction
Magnetized by the mixing
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you're stuck in
The mic is a Drano, volcanoes eruptin'
Rhymes overflowin', gradually growin'
Everything is written in the cold, so it can coincide
My thoughts to guide
Forty eight tracks to slide
The invincible, microphone fiend, Rakim
Spread the word 'cause I'm in
E-F-F-E-C-T, a smooth operator operating correctly
But back to the problem, I got a habit
You can't solve it, silly rabbit
The prescription is a hyper tone that's thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like heroin
Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
Give me a stage and a mic and a mix
And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of
Unawareness, beware, it's the re animatora menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin'
You see a part of me that you never seen
When I'm fiendin' for a microphone, I'm the microphone fiend
After twelve, I'm worse than a Gremlin
Feed me hip-hop and I start tremblin'
The thrill of suspense is intense, you're horrified
But this ain't the cinemas of ,'Tales From the Darkside'
By any means necessary, this is what has to be done
Make way 'cause here I come
My DJ cuts material, grand imperial
It's a must that I bust any mic you hand to me
It's inherited, it runs in the family
I wrote the rhyme that broke the bull's back
If that don't slow 'em up, I carry a full pack
Now I don't wanna have to let off, you should of kept off
You didn't keep the stage warm, step off
Ladies and gentleman, you're about to see
A pastime hobby about to be
Take it to the maximum, I can't relax see, I'm
Hype as a hypochondriac 'cause the rap be one
Hell of a antidote, somethin' you can't smoke
More than dope, you're tryin' to move away but you can't, you're broke
More than cracked up, you should have backed up
For those who act up need to be more than smacked up
Any entertainer, I got a torture chamber
One on one and I'm the remainder
So close your eyes and hold your breath
And I'ma hit you with the blow of death
Before you go, you'll remember you seen
The fiend of a microphone, I'm the microphone fiend
[Outro]
The microphone fiend
The microphone fiend
The microphone fiend |
Be Yourself | 1 | You can't ever look past the way that you yourself felt
Talk to yourself, well, that's the meaning of self-help
And don't beat yourself up in the pursuit of self-happiness
'Cause half the battle's asking passionately just what "happy" is
Take some time off to self-reflect and self-measure
Sometimes you need to be self-centered
To understand yourself better
I'm feeling self-possessed without the selfishness of self-obsession
But if I do this for myself and no one else, then it is self-expression
Self-confident, in that I'll never let myself forfeit
Every word I write, I'm certain I'm just painting a self-portrait
And to all the self-destructive people
Who feel they'll never be themselves again
Just know I understand that self-inflicted pain is self-defense
So don't sell yourself short or label yourself as stupid
Because when you've hit rock-bottom,
Every movement is a self-improvement |
Until We Collide | 2 | Hear me completely
Enough's enough today
At last I recognize
You're only in my way
And I
I can't take anymore
Your holding onto hope
It's the same as before
So don't you waste anymore of our time
We'll hover close to safety
Until we collide
Break me completely
Keep me to yourself
That way understand
That time takes time itself
And I
Rewind
I can't take anymore
Your holding onto hope
It's the same as before
So don't you waste anymore of our time
We'll hover close to safety
Until we collide
This is a glimpse of my absolute best
This is me with nothing left to confess
Clean slate
Fresh start
Drive me out of control
There'll be no changes here
I wish you'd leave it alone
You were the one desire
A perfect liar
Keeping me haunted at home
I can't take anymore
Your holding onto hope
It's the same as before
So don't you waste anymore of our time
We'll hover close to safety
Until we collide |
A White Kid From the Burbs | 3 | A white kid from the 'burbs, asserts that he's hard
He's pissed off with his parents, I guess they pushed him too far
Got mixed up with a crowd, he had no business cooling with
Cutting class at his prep school, though he'd never admit to it
Confessing to being privileged would get him stomped and spit on
This honky was into rock and roll, here they listen to hip hop
Being something he is not, rocking rags and baggy jeans
It seems he's out of his element, doing this for the hell of it
Getting back at mom and dad for taking away his tennis racket
From a different bracket where the taxes bought him a Lexus
Picking up all of the lingo, fucking like he was single
While his girls alone in her room, crying into her pillow
Wishing that he would come home and come back to his senses
But Tupac's got him brainwashed, he's a menace and he's reckless
It's thug life in a Cutlass, yet he's yellow belly and gutless
Praying that his new homies don't figure out, he's above this
(Hook) X2
Nas said it was street dreams, Pac said it was thug life
Hov was choppin' O's, while Biggie was rolling dice
It's blunts, 40's and bitches and they market it to the masses
While one's trying to better themselves, the others are trying to have it
A white kid from the 'burbs, assures you he's hard
But when you hand him the Glock, his hands tremble a lot
It's like the weight of the world, it just rests in his palms
For the first time, he's armed, his arms threaten to drop
And fall to the floor, fuck it, that's the decision he made
And now he's robbing a liquor store, clerks gun in his face
A renegade, running away from the scene of the crime
With nothing to show for it, doing his best not to cry
Ditch the gun in the bushes, he feels the burn in his lungs
But the adrenaline pumps as the cops start to come
Louder and louder, as the tension it builds
Praying to God in the silence, you put your faith in his will
Now comes the moment of truth, distinguish men from the youth
Either you're walking away, or getting cuffed by the blue
And it was his lucky day, they went flying right past
And that's when he realized, he had piss in his pants
(Hook) X2
A white kid from the 'burbs, once thought he was hard
He left home for a minute, he felt like breaking the law
Saw it glorified on TV and he thought he could cut it
But the reality of it all was something he just couldn't stomach
When he was thugging, he loved it, 'til it wasn't just acting
Down to roll with the crew, until he had to do bad things
But what he didn't understand was that this wasn't a game
He had a home to go back to where everything was the same
As it was when he left, no hoods, free of theft
Where you can walk in the park and you don't gotta be strapped
Or run the risk of attack, because you're wearing a colour
That some people don't like, 'cause it's the shade of another
This kid was pampered and placed, in a spot to succeed
The silver spoon that he ate from, was plated in dreams
That were born in the street, just trying to make their escape
Not glorified by white boys who could never relate
(Hook) X2 |
Eden | 3 | [Chorus: The Delfonics]
You're the same old girl
That lived across the street
And you're the same old girl, yeah
That I was dying to meet
Well, now you're running around
[Verse One: Six The Don]
(Uh-Uh)
P.S.A. for the evening
Preaching from the cement
Perched outside of Eden
Down the block from heathens
Mingle with the demons
Make a movie like I’m Steven
Spielberg
Keep a steel bird
That’s for the schemers
Snakes slither
Through the streets
A nigga sleeps in
Big Apple bleeding
My kids thеy barely teething
A nigga heart freezing
To feed them
I seek thе freedom
If there’s some green greed
In this garden
I got to see it
Word to Pope Pius
I can’t be driving no Prius
For them Benz on BB’s
For sheezy
I’m with the BS
Girls dressed in cheetah print
Meet with us to deceive us
You’d give a rib to see her
Deliver my ass from Eva
Fuck your union
They’ll drive a wedge in between it
Man they don’t give a shit
As long as your car is keyless
Temptation it be fierce
But only God I fear
Reclining in a lear
My vision is crystal clear
(Uh)
We need a resolution like Aaliyah
Indeed the revolution could be here
I dream of a solution with my peers
Devil whispers in their ear
Guaranteed to leave them seared
(Uh)
The loss of innocence
Forbidden fruit
That’s the fall of the ignorant
You’re free to choose
All the pure Cain I was
Able to move
Doesn’t ever add up
To the wealth I’ve accrued
(Uh)
Sins of a father
That’s
Passed through the roots
So I
Changed my moves
Can’t be
Acting no fool
Got to
Rewrite the rules
Got to
Follow the moons
It’s the fall for most
But me
I kept it cool
[Chorus: ATM, The Delfonics]
You're the same old girl
That lived across the street
(This the garden)
And you're the same old girl, yeah
That I was dying to meet
(This where the snakes dwell)
Well, now you're running around
[Verse Two: ATM]
As the world turns
And the paradise burns
The slurs can be heard
At the footsteps of the church
That’s dirt
But what’s a church
If not the congregation?
If not the spoken word
Them things that build nations
If not embodied truth
Truth is your only savior
In The Garden, where in the dark
They hide the slave ships
I fear no man
In the celestial city
Swinging my gonads
And God got my whole back
So know that
Nigga I rest my case with you
I’m seeing through, everyone
What stands up to truth?
Lucifer son of the morning
Fuck is you?
Them lies just won’t do
Disguised as false truths
I done mowed through this garden
With lack of better tools
I done plucked through lotuses
Stole a heart or two
I ate the forbidden fruit
Cause who follows rules?
Even when I make them
I break them, so no excuse
I rise just to fall again
My ugly truth
Knock me down nine times
I get up ten
As Kings do
My Queens jewels
Supreme Being
With Supreme McGriff views
Nigga vision all skewed
I Madison Squared the Garden
The Mecca
Hallelu-jah demons clashing with mine
Truth marches with my troops
See the divine
Flows in my bloodline
Meet the Tribe of the Gods
Still tied to the mob
Brick laying, boot strapped
Created my own job
Planted a field of dreams
So my kids can run around
Yeah
We building paradise boys
And you in line to be Chief
So keep ya poise
[Outro: ATM]
We gon’ brush everything off
(Uh)
As long as you know who you are
You know whose you are
You know where you're going
And you remember where you from
We gon’ be ok
(Uh) |
Bishop Of Babel | 2 | No one comes from here and so i'm not afraid
Everyone's the same as me
We don't talk the same so we don't talk at all
And our hosts just look on with glee
I'm the bishop of babel now
So it's low, yes it's low you must bow
Though my flock may sneer and mock
I'm the bishop of babel now
You'll see me in the street in golden hat and cape
And blessing all the waifs and strays
In the [hail and] shine, smiling, resigned
And abandoned to foolish ways
For i'm the bishop of babel now
As even stray dogs will allow
The poor folks flock around and remark
"look, the bishop of babel's down!"
Oh, i'm the bishop of babel now
And my [audience] don't count in this town
[if relic] and flock here set to rot
I'm the bishop of babel now
Sad old bishop of babel now |
Muthafucka Up | 3 | [Verse 1: Tyga]
YMCMB, rawest niggas doing it
School for the blind, I don't see these niggas doing it
I’m doing it and doing it and doing it well
Niggas wanna test me boy, who wanna fail?
Hit you like a bully bitch, yeah saved by the bell
If you scared, go to church I’ll see you in hell
And your girl, she a flip, give me heads or tails
Everybody fake so I got real for sale
Gunpowder fill the air
Rappers shittin’ on theyself, you could smell the fear
And these bitches laying flowers cause the king is near
T-Raw this is the new flavour in ya ear
Niggas softer than baby hair
Why you acting tough, heard you work at Build-A-Bear
I’m a dealer all my girls come in deuce and pairs
I’m in the building I construct so crank this muthaf-cker up
What the funk you beezy’s want
I’m ready to hump the car I call it ele-phunk
Trunk in the front
Man she give me good brain till she feel dumb
I just keep going like the bunny till I feel numb
Yeah these bitches want it
I put my man’s on it
That 110 Sup’, and that Ferrari California
Niggas want beef, call me Tony Roma
You potatoes on the sofa
Lazy motherfuckers, why you ain't even try yet?
Rich or die trying, why you niggas ain't died yet?
Wings tattoo yeah forever on some fly shit
And I’m with the business, get (pyoom!) with a tied clip
Stay on the flight yeah I’ma trip
Probably up in Paradise chillin like Parliaments
Flow got a boner, you could say I’m on some harder shit
Bout to make the speaker buss’
[Hook]
(Crank this muthafucka up)
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Okay, really, I get money
I get money like a bitch
She ain't going nowhere but swear that bitch a trip
You see how the diamonds get to dancing
Yeah, ya money short, get some pants and shit
I be with a nigga with a big ol’ dick
Yeah I like them balls you be shooting them bricks
Fuck you in the game for?
Bitch we up three-zip and it's Game 4
Tell ‘em listen, couple bad bitches’s
Out in Kingston kicking up bricks and shit
Intervention bitch I pay ya pension
Oh you say what? I don’t pay attention
Yeah these niggas want it
I put my bitches on it
You know the tattoos got Nicki initials on it
I put the pussy on ‘em, cook ‘em a pot roast
Then pull off in the Ghost
Bitch I do the most
[Verse 3: Tyga]
What the funk you beezy’s want?
It ain't your turn, better have my money
Friday like Big worm
Can’t see you niggas, you like a little germ
Bitches know I’m excellent like Mr. Burns
See my dick like butter churn
Baby churn and ya girl with me fo’shure
That ain't your concern
She forgot about her man, she will never learn
On a mic 'til I die, RIP Chick Hearn
Yessir, colder than the Pittsburgh winter
Fresher than a Will Smith T-Shirt
Disperse coming through Last King and a hearse
Ask later, shoot first, got shooters like Dirk
When it hurts leave you losers bruised up
Bruce Lee nunchucks
Toe from the floor up though
Duck, rubber duck now you like oh shucks
Tell the neighbours I don’t give a fuck
[Hook] |
What You Need | 3 | (Verse- Yxng Plagxe )
Let me tell you what I need
Yeah I’m lost up in these streets
Yeah I’m lost without you
Let me tell you how it be
When I think about you
Man I feel like a fool
Why you gotta be cruel
Whys it gotta be you?
Let me tell you what I need
Maybe time to just breath
Maybe time so we see
If it’s you or it’s me
I don’t know what to do
When my heart feels like two
Hope it’s me and not you
When my heart feels so blue, yeah
I feel so broken, my heart feels so jaded
I want to escape why’s my mind feel so faded
I loved you I promise, I wish we had waited
But now it just hurts me, this time feels so wasted
I feel so broken, my heart feels so jaded
I want to escape why’s my mind feel so faded
I loved you I promise, I wish we had waited
But now it just hurts me, this time feels so wasted |
Send Em Up | 3 | [Intro]
(Grrr)
(Mmhh)
I'm in my bag
(Ay)
[Pre-Chorus]
No lovin' these bitches cause I swear that most of these women are always gon' come and go
This year I ran me up a half a ticket and I'm gon' need me a hunnid mo' (bow)
He wanna talk, but watch what you say to me nigga before I get my gun involved (grr)
Swim with the sharks, so you know that it's nothin' to me to go ahead and done 'em all
[Chorus]
We gon' (huh)
Send 'em up
We gon' (huh)
Bend 'em up
We gon' fuck on his sister if she treat a nigga like he's somethin' regular
I'm in my bag (my bag, yeah)
I need the cash (for certain)
[Verse 1]
I need thе money
I could never bе a simp for these bitches, your boy ain't a dummy (bow)
Nothin' was sunny
I made it out of the struggle where ramen noodle filled the tummy (grr)
Summer was bloody
I seen a lot of niggas die
I seen a lot of mothers cry
Look at the sky and wonder why
But we from the town
Boy we ain't fuckin' around, 40 could knock off your crown (grr)
Huntin' 'em down
If we don't make it then I hit up Tommy to get me a pound
Came from the ground
I seen a lot of niggas die (bow)
I seen a lot of mothers cry
Look at the sky and wonder why
[Pre-Chorus]
No lovin' these bitches cause I swear that most of these women are always gon' come and go
This year I ran me up a half a ticket and I'm gon' need me a hunnid mo'
He wanna talk, but watch what you say to me nigga before I get my gun involved
Swim with the sharks, so you know that it's nothin' to me to go ahead and done 'em all
[Chorus]
We gon' (bow)
Send 'em up
We gon' (huh)
Bend 'em up
We gon' fuck on his sister if she treat a nigga like he's somethin' regular
I'm in my bag (my bag, yeah)
I need the cash (for certain)
[Verse 2]
(Yeah) (ay)
She want a bag, a Birkin
She got an ass I cannot believe, man, I had to see it in person (bow)
I'm in the lab, did ten in a week, man, I never leave, I'm workin'
You know the vvs from Mazza
She wanna fuck with the guyzers
Head game on scholar (grrr)
Still ain't no lovin' these bitches
I'm only fuckin' these bitches
It's been a minute since I been in love, cause I'm busy runnin' these digits
Still ain't no lovin' these bitches
I'm only fuckin' these bitches
It's been a minute since I been in love, cause I'm busy runnin' these digits (bop bop bop bop)
[Pre-Chorus]
No lovin' these bitches cause I swear that most of these women are always gon' come and go
This year I ran me up a half a ticket and I'm gon' need me a hunnid mo'
He wanna talk, but watch what you say to me nigga before I get my gun involved
Swim with the sharks, so you know that it's nothin' to me to go ahead and done 'em all
[Chorus]
We gon' (huh)
Send 'em up
We gon' (huh)
Bend 'em up
We gon' fuck on his sister if she treat a nigga like he's somethin' regular
I'm in my bag (my bag, yeah)
I need the cash (for certain) (grrrrrrr)
[Pre-Chorus]
No lovin' these bitches cause I swear that most of these women are always gon' come and go
This year I ran me up a half a ticket and I'm gon' need me a hunnid mo' (grr)
He wanna talk, but watch what you say to me nigga before I get my gun involved
Swim with the sharks, so you that it's nothin' to me to go ahead and dun 'em all
[Chorus]
We gon' (bow)
Send 'em up
We gon' (huh)
Bend 'em up
We gon' fuck on his sister if she treat a nigga like he's somethin' regular
I'm in my bag
I need the cash
[Outro]
(yeah)
They gon' need big on us
We ain't fuckin' around
(yeah)
(grr) |
Gravity feat. Jana Hunter | 2 | Gravity
Has a hold on you
See it as a way out
Sink into it
Lay
(down) Let
It pass over you
Let
Let pass
The grinding stone (grinding stone)
Let nothing stop you
From being alone
We
Never spoke again
It was never the same
You
Stayed
I kept
(On) Let
It pass over you
Let
Let pass
The grinding stone (grinding stone)
Let nothing
Stop you
From being alone
Gravity
Has a hold on you
See it as a way out
Sink
Into it
Lay down
Let
It pass over you
Let, Let pass the grinding stone
Let nothing stop you
From being alone |
Half hearted apology | 2 | Herd about it in a truck stop in Bristol
Called a friend that we both used to know
How you met him and you soon would be married
You hoped I'd show
I know what you meant what you said
I wish I meant what I did
Anyway I'm sorry
Any way I'm sorry
Anyway I'm sorry
So sorry now
17, had a truck and your trust in me
I drove them both 'bout as far as they'd go
Lookin' back I can see how I hurt you
Just cause I could
I wouldn't take back the years
I've already cashed in your tears
Anyway I'm sorry
Any way I'm sorry
Anyway I'm sorry
So sorry now
I had a plan to get all dressed up
And all messed up
And take you down
Seven years holding tight to a memory
They're bleeding scars from a fist like a rose
Looking back I can see how I hurt you
Just cause I wanted to
My sister says I should heal
You said I stole your idea
Wasn't it your idea?
I'm sorry
Any way I'm sorry
Anyway I'm sorry
So sorry now
Anyway I'm sorry
Any way I'm sorry
Anyway I'm sorry
So sorry now |
It Was A Very Good Year | 2 | [Verse 1: Jaye Bartell with Emily Easterly]
When I was seventeen, it was a very good year
It was a very good year for small town life and soft long nights
I'd hide from the lights and it's all some sheen
When I was seventeen
[Verse 2: Jaye Bartell]
When I was twenty-one, it was a very good year
It was a very good year for city life and living under stairs
In the perfumed air I came undone
When I was twenty-one
[Verse 3: Jaye Bartell]
When I was thirty-five, it was a very good year
It was a very good year for breaking things like mirrors and machine
Here comes the white limousines that the medics drive
When I was thirty-five
[Verse 4: Jaye Bartell]
But now my days are short, I'm in the autumn of the year
And now I think of my life as vintage wine from fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs, it poured sweet and clear
Get me out of here |
Breaking Up Somebodys Home | 2 | Laying round home alone
On a rainy night like this
Starving for your love
Hungry for just one kiss
Heavy rains up ahead
On my window pane
Beats so loud and clear
Words just spelled your name
I got nowhere to turn to
Tired of being alone
I feel like breaking up somebody's home
I know it's useless
Hanging on when you belong to someone else
Can't fight the feeling
Oh after all I didn't make myself
Last night I cried so hard
I believe I caught a chill
Can't control the vibrations
Oh my heart just won't stand still
Got nowhere to turn
Tired of being alone
Feel like breaking up somebody's home
I know it's useless
Hanging on when you belong to someone else
Can't fight the feeling
Oh after all I didn't make myself
I got nowhere to turn to
Tired of being alone
Feel like breaking up somebody's home
I got nowhere to turn to
Tired of being alone
Feel like breaking up somebody's home
Here I come, baby...
Like breaking up somebody's home... |
Life of Leisure | 2 | [Chorus]
Why you want to waste away
Lover of the life of leisure
Lover of the life of leisure
Why you want to waste away
Lover of the life of leisure
Lover of the life of leisure
[Verse]
Time moves along
You don't have to worry anymore
Time moves along
You don't have a job, I got four
[Chorus]
Why you want to waste away
Lover of the life of leisure
Lover of the life of leisure
Why you want to waste away
Lover of the life of leisure
Lover of the life of leisure
[Bridge]
Lover of the life of leisure
Love to love you but I'm not leave ya
Lover of the life of leisure
Love to love you but I'm not leave ya
[Chorus]
Why you want to waste away
Lover of the life of leisure
Lover of the life of leisure
Why you want to waste away
Lover of the life of leisure
Lover of the life of leisure
[Verse]
Time moves along
You don't have to worry anymore
Time moves along
You don't have a job, I got four |
MIND ARIES INTRO | 3 | Tell me how you see it
Tell me what it be tell me how you see it
Half of your reality a fallacy
I use my eyes to look and use my mind to see
And I don't mind if you lie cause I can tell the difference
I don't mind if you lie cause I ain't really listening
I don't mind if you lie just look me in the eye
I don't mind just keep in mind you scarred for life
You feel the presence of my spirit nigga that's the difference
God body
All my pleasures in life simple
Like I said I'm wealthy it's time to get rich
You scared to take risks my resonation different
Tell me how you dream say what you believe
A Martian like this you ain't ever seen it
And what you see is what you getting baby come and see
I got royalty pumping through my bloodstream
Lot of y'all niggas looking like you scared to die
You wanna know what it's like look me in the eye
Life or death nigga like me could tell the difference
It's 1s and 0s nigga tell me how you really living
And I don't mind if you lie cause I can tell the difference
I don't mind if you lie cause I ain't really listening
I don't mind if you lie just look me in the eye
I don't mind just keep in mind you scarred for life
I said if you scared to die you ain't alive
Nigga vibing hard I feel like Osiris
Well dressed jaab keep the zootie polished
I feel like the greatest rapper under 25
Sun hitting on her skin she looking mighty fine
I feel this gold on my skin feeling mighty fine
That's sunlight on my wrist sipping lemon lime
Simplicity is how you transcend time
True stories only |
Amour Bijoux Bijoux | 2 | My soul
My heart
Are still in the dark
I'm here so lost
I don't wanna be a ghost
Phantoms, vampires and witches in the fire
Dance it's all I wanna do
Amor bijoux bijoux...
La discothèque is calling you
Dance somebody it's always on my body
Dance somebody it's always on my body
Dance somebody it's always on body
Dance it's all I wanna do
Amour bijou bijou the diskotek is calling you
(Grazie a Marco per le correzioni, e ad Alice per ancora altre) |
Black White Red All Over | 2 | I wish you took back what you said...it's in my head...it's all over town in the papers to be, red...is you favorite color...and choice of flower...and the scent hangs heavy of a girl that lost her power...over me...you lost it all...
Is there anything worth...fighting for
So much times been wasted...all on you
Chorus: i won't let you bring me down...cause your
Way too much for me to carry
So take your lieing eyes and leave
Cause it's all over town now...it's all over town
2nd vs
Your beauty is just skin deep...not where it counts
Go on and pour a glass but i will not drink one ounce...of your pain...you brought it all...theres no excuses and no one to take the fall |
Hit Me First | 3 | [Verse 1]
Yeah I'm a prick like a cactus they threw me on the black list
Right next to some fat bitch talking bout she's an actress
Yo check out my track list
Ya think I need practice?
I think you need yo ass kicked for asking (uh uhh)
[Hook]
I hit the bottle like it hit me first (hit me first yea)
She say her man ain't shit I bet I'm worse (I bet I'm worse yeah)
I'm kinda tryna pull up out her purse (her purse yea)
I took her to the track and told her work (I told her work yeah)
I popped a perc I popped a perc and smirked (popped a perc)
Like Papa Smurf I let my kids play in the dirt
You my son and you grounded
I'm taking your allowance (uhh)
I parked all retarded my shit got impounded
The police said the place surrounded fuck nigga I doubt it
My bitch drive a Audi which means I drive a Audi
I been to hell before nigga that shit wasn't even crowded
I missed Satan's announcement nigga I'm higher than Towelie
[Hook]
I hit the bottle like it hit me first (hit me first yea)
She say her man ain't shit I bet I'm worse (I bet I'm worse yeah)
I'm kinda tryna pull up out her purse (her purse yea)
I took her to the track and told her work (I told her work yeah)
Lets go
I gave that bitch a perc - Oh now you tryna flirt?
She let me watch her twerk she wanna rock my merch
She gave me sloppy toppy in a Jeffery shirt (jeffery)
She wanna tie me down gon' get her feelings hurt (definitely)
I know I'm going to hell give a fuck so what (uh)
You niggas wanna hand out - y'all wanna shortcut
They put me in on the short bus with a fuck haircut (uh)
Thats why I'm hard on these hoes give a fuck if they nut (yo)
Since police like donuts Ima do some donuts
I turn the radio up to shut the hoe up
Now who you wanna be like when you niggas grow up?
God sent me to hell I ain't fucking show up (uh) |
On Site | 4 | (Hook Drinkwatershane)
What it do, baby are you down to cruise
Yeah it’s late night and you know I got my eyes on you
On sight she gonna fuck me on site
And you know she throw it back
Yeah shawty ride it right
(X2)
(Verse Drinkwatershane)
We got no time, yeah shawty no time
And you know it’s not a movie so we can’t rewind
Unwind yeah baby unwind I don’t wanna be the one who made you leave it all behind
Imma hella of a guy, girl I want you on my side and the way you move your body yeah you got me hypnotized
Memorized when you look me in the eyes
Run your fingers through my hair when I’m gripin on your thigh
(Hook)
What it do, baby are you down to cruise
Yeah it’s late night and you know I got my eyes on you
On sight she gonna fuck me on site
And you know she throw it back
Yeah shawty ride it right
(X2)
(Verse 2 Crick)
What it do, imma pull up in the coupe
Why you stay in baby wanna do this all for you
Talk is cheap unless you talkin truth
We can end it right now, but that’s just not me and you
Cause I got dreams of taking you to places you ain’t never seen look into your eyes I know you destined for the better things
I text you what it do, you always ask me what we’re tryna be I just hit you back with this mp3 and let’s it say
(Hook)
What it do, baby are you down to cruise
Yeah it’s late night and you know I got my eyes on you
On sight she gonna fuck me on site
And you know she throw it back
Yeah shawty ride it right |
Bury Bury Pink Gril | 2 | Sometimes I can't find the right words
And that's when I know it hurts
That I can't find what I should
Very Nice is what you would
Say if I asked what to do
And I know that's you'd come through
Pink tones light more than your skin
What should I say?
Bury bury pink grill
Come to say hello
Maybe someday I can
Finally let you know
Bury bury pink grill
Let me in your life
Show me how to live so
Very very nice
Bury bury pink grill
More than just a friend
Even if it's bad board
Love can never end
Bury bury pink grill
Come into my dreams
Stay with me forever
Fantasy supreme
Maybe if I call you nice
I can finally have my
Desires with grill I do love
Like an angel from above
Say if I asked what to do
Will I know that you'd come through
Pink grill, if you say yes
What should I say? |
Jesus Everyday | 2 | Aw blacks and blondes wild in the street
Six o'clock news half the world's got nothing to eat
But you were a young man, fought in a good war
Now you look around and wonder
Who you were fighting for
Still there is one thing that can't be denied
Reach out your hand he will walk by your side
From the hell we have made here all
The way to Peter's gate
Talk about Jesus, Jesus everyday
Got a place down in Florida, been
There since fifty two
Now it's practically a foreign
Country, all the spics and jews
Niggers and ingrates, that's what taxes are for
White shoes, welfare, Cadillacs, every kind of whore
Still there is one thing they can't take away
You've got your bible, you've got your faith
In the fire of this time, some will be saved
I'm talkin' 'bout Jesus, Jesus everyday
Jesus everyday
Thank God there is one thing that can't be denied
Reach out your hand he will walk by your side
From the hell we have made here all
The way to Peter's gate
I'm talkin' 'bout Jesus, Jesus everyday
Jesus everyday
I'm talkin' 'bout Jesus, Jesus everyday
Jesus everyday
Talkin' 'bout Jesus
Talkin' 'bout Jesus
Jesus
Talkin' 'bout Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus |
Breakdown | 5 | [Intro]
Do you wanna' breakdown?
[Verse 1]
You're a rockstar
And the media got your name
You can't blame the claim of the rich and famous
But I got something in my back pocket
That I think'll stop that [?]
[Refrain]
Breakdown, breakdown
[Verse 2]
Do you think you got it so bad
I want it bad like you
And all the money you made and all the meat you screwed
And listen to and maybe I'll walk you through
I'm a loser with nothing left to lose
[Refrain]
Breakdown, breakdown
Breakdown, breakdown
[Chorus]
Me and my shadow
We like to pretend
You be my lover
Baby, I'll be your friend
What started confused
And now is starting to bend
But you can't break me down
[Verse 3]
You save a message of me through the TV
I'll probably add it to you, you didn't believe me
After fifteen minutes come to me
And tell me do you believe me now?
[Refrain]
Breakdown, breakdown
Breakdown, breakdown
[Chorus]
Me and my shadow
We like to pretend
You be my lover
Baby, I'll be your friend
What started confused
And now is starting to bend
But you can't break me down
You finally found me under your skin
And all the world will know who I am
The one who makes you break
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
Me and my shadow
We like to pretend
You be my lover
Lover, I'll be your friend
The world is amused
And the critics are panned
You can't break me
Break me down
[Outro]
Breakdown, breakdown
Breakdown, break me down
Break me down, break me down
You can't break me
Break me down |
Falsely Undaunted | 2 | [Instrumental]
[Outro]
I want y'all to sing that song again at the end, okay?
We go home on that song right there
Don't forget, your jobs depend on it |
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