Author: Azlyrics


Lil Yachty – Whew’ Chile Lyrics


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[Intro]
This shit sound like motherfuckin’ Final Fantasy, goddamn
Zelda, some shit like that
Nintendo 64 type shit, no cap, ha
Go

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna be friends, that’s the old me (Uh-uh), ayy
Diamonds in my ears like anchovies (Ice)
My big brother by my side like Ginobli (Uh-uh, boom)
He a shooter, his percentage just like Kobe (Uh-uh, perfect)
Whew, child (Uh-uh)
She was suckin’ my dick like wow (Uh-uh)
Bein’ broke never was in style (Uh-uh)
Lil’ boy, go get your ass a job right now (Uh-uh)
Uh-uh

[Verse 1]
Niggas tryna stop my grind
Sixty racks into number nine’s (Number nine’s)
And I renegade y’all like Columbine (Columbine)
I be paranoid, move wisely (Oh)
Now my brothers got my back like Isley (Oh)
Just like ice box, got my brother’s new ice piece (Oh-woah)
Now hundred horses in that whip, it’s like lightnin’ (Skrrt)
Ooh, so enticing (Oh no)
Got that bitch up on her knees like the dice game
Got the money in a chokehold, no fightin’ (No fightin’)
Diamonds bitin’, I know these niggas hidin’

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna be friends, that’s the old me (Uh-uh), ayy
Diamonds in my ears like anchovies (Ice)
My big brother better by my side like Ginobli (Uh-uh, boom)
He a shooter, his percentage just like Kobe (Uh-uh, perfect)
Whew, child (Uh-uh)
She was suckin’ my dick like wow (Uh-uh)
Bein’ broke never was in style (Uh-uh)
Lil’ boy, go get your ass a job right now (Uh-uh)

[Verse 2]
It’s automatic (Auto), transcending (Tran—)
My bitch know that I am back bendin’ (Bend)
Rack spendin’, Bentley slingin’ (Slingin’)
Often totin’, quick to cause commotion (Commotion)
Rob from my brother like the last time
Play with me, he flashin’ red like a stop sign (Frrp)
Fuck a bad bitch, don’t care her skin tone like I’m colorblind (Frrp)
Don’t make ’em suffer, bro, spare that lil’ boy, he ain’t know

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna be friends, that’s the old me (Uh-uh), ayy
Diamonds in my ears like anchovies (Ice)
My big brother better by my side like Ginobli (Uh-uh, boom)
He a shooter, his percentage just like Kobe (Uh-uh, perfect)
Whew, child (Uh-uh)
She was suckin’ my dick like wow (Uh-uh)
Bein’ broke never was in style (Uh-uh)
Lil’ boy, go get your ass a job right now (Uh-uh)
Uh-uh

[Outro]
Whew, child (Uh-uh), whew, child (Uh-uh)
Whew, child (Uh-uh), number nine, whew, whew, child (Uh-huh)
Don’t go (Uh-uh), whew, child, whew, child (Uh-uh)
Whew, child (Uh-uh), I let it be, whew, whew, child
Whew, child (Let me be), I’m not your friend, don’t call me so (Uh-uh, whew, child)
Whew, child (Uh-uh), oh, no, whew, whew child (Uh-uh)
Child (Uh-uh), whew, child (Uh-uh)
Whew, child (Uh-uh), whew, child (Uh-uh)

Lil Wayne – Happen to You Lyrics


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[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t ever think that it can’t happen to you, you
You gotta stand on your own two, win or lose
And if it gets too hard to face the truth
You got to grow through what you go through, yeah

[Chorus]
I need a bandage for the damage I’ve been through
I’ve been knocked down but I managed to improve
Only real competition is myself

[Verse 1]
She’s stuck in my brain storm, trying not to get rained on
I put all these rings on and it look like I’m flame throwing
And I put all my chains on and it look like I snakecharm
I was down on my dick, everybody was hissing
Now I’m trying to keep them snakes up out my garden
Put your ear up to my safe, the money snoring
Carolina blue sorta look like Jordan’s
Let’s get high for Nipsey and pop a blue dolphin
And yes I gotta keep them snakes up out my garden
But keep that Mamba Mentality regardless
‘Cause I know harder times are waiting for me in the future
All I can do is stay in my lane and put my gear in neutral

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t ever think that it can’t happen to you, to you
You gotta stand on your own two, win or lose
And if it gets too hard to face the truth
You got to grow through what you go through, yeah

[Chorus]
I need a bandage for the damage I’ve been through
I’ve been knocked down but I managed to improve
Only real competition is myself, myself
Yeah you need a bandage for the damage you’ve been through
You’ve been knocked down but you managed to improve
Only real competition is in you

[Verse 2]
I’m caught in a thunderstorm
I look up and it’s fuckin’ pouring
I’ma need me a lucky charm
I need it easy as Sunday morning
I keep me a firearm ’cause I always think I’m at harm
But it ain’t no smokin’ over here without ringing my fire alarm
On gang, on God, on moms
This life will break you down to crumbs
I was floating on the cloud, I jumped
And when I hit the ground I sunk
Yeah they thought I was down, I’m up
I was lost now I’m found, what’s up
I came too far around to give up
When I was down on my dick
Everybody was missing, they thought I would miss them
But I got in that kitchen and cooked up this wisdom
I started a system
If you really love your niggas you’d never risk them, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t ever think that it can’t happen to you, yeah
You gotta stand on your own two, win or lose, yeah
And if it gets too hard to face the truth
You got to grow through what you go through, yeah

[Chorus]
I need a bandage for the damage I’ve been through
I’ve been knocked down but I managed to improve
Only real competition is myself, myself
You need a bandage for the damage
I’ve been knocked down, knocked down but I manage yeah
Only real competition is myself
Only real competition is myself


G Herbo – Cap Guns Lyrics


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[Intro]
Oz, you’re big time

[Verse]
I was young and used to think of cap guns back when I was havin’ fun
Now I’m caught up in this rap shit, gamblin’ my life for one
Lookin’ back at shit from my past, it ain’t much I haven’t done
Tryna learn from mistakes like my last one ’cause I got a son
Started off just shootin’ baskets, then we was ditchin’ classes (Ayy)
Smokin’ gas and havin’ fistfights later turned to blastin’ (Bah)
Grew up, got immune to madness, you couldn’t even imagine
Broski ain’t get to see my mansion, I carried his casket (Damn)
Went and did time, until he got back, I carried his ratchet
I was trappin’, ain’t unwrap it, it stayed in the plastic
Tellin’ broski, “Wear a mask,” ’cause it played with his asthma (Woo)
Gage wasn’t even five foot seven, he carryin’ plasmas
Could’ve went to school in Dallas and played for the Mavericks
Instead, I adapted to Essex and stayed with the savages (Uh)
Mama said stay where I’m at, don’t come back, she ain’t havin’ it
Now when she ask for the racks, it’s five k on the average
Look at how they had us (They had us), look at all those tragedies
Hell yeah, we start trappin’ shit, look at all us raggedy
Thank my OG for havin’ me (For havin’ me)
Fried bologna when I had to eat (When I had to eat)
All of my teens, I was ridin’ the streets (I was ridin’)
Now we the richest they got over east (Ayy)
Never forgot who was laughin’ at me
Know before rap, I was strapped with the heat
Know all the niggas was clappin’ at me (Clappin’ at me)
Never told police what happened to me (What happened)
Ninety hollows when we clap at the G (Krah)
Never reply to who rappin’ to me (Uh)
Never was askin’ for drama
Just stayed in a spot where it’s that catch me lack, shit’ll squeeze
One to the back, he collapsed to his knees
Ain’t have to give him that extra fifteen (Grrah)
If I would’ve died in my prime, news would’ve said that he just was a teen
But I was a teen out doin’ some reckless things
I had a strap in my jeans
Shout out 2013 (Ayy)
That’s when I lost Kobe and Peewee (Kobe and Peewee, ayy)
I kept a Glizzy, a 23
Folks saw the opps with the 3D (Uh)
That’s my kinfolk, we ain’t GD (Uh)
My chain got rocks like BBs, Maybach seats got TVs
My C Money rose with VVS
The opp hoes know all my CDs (You know them)
The opps damn near wanna be me
Gotta go the other way when they see me
If a nigga broke, how he gon’ see me? (Pussy)
Gave niggas hope, why else they need me?
I be everywhere, probably Bahimi (Probably)
Bitches partyin’ all in bikinis
Baby, I don’t even drink martinis (Uh-uh)
Exotic pack, got a hat like a genie (Uh-huh, what?)
Smokin’ Backs for my stress, let it ease me (Ayy)
Gotta make this boss shit look easy
But you know it’s everything but easy (Everything)
Money over everything, it please me (Over everything)
Money go and everything gon’ leave me (Everything)
Where was they before my watch was freezy? (Huh?)
To get what they want, watch ’em deceive me (Watch ’em deceive me)
They don’t even know me, how they believe me? (How they believe?)
Sometimes I be thinkin’ from me to me, it be hard for somebody else bein’ me
Back and forth, tryna balance the Ms, my lovers and friends, I’m caught in a frenzy
Thinkin’ what my mama was sayin’ about all of my friends, now all of ’em dead (Damn)
Wishin’ I can call them again, do it all again, but it’s all in my head (Damn)
Was it really wrong what we did?
If we ain’t go as hard as we did, probably all’ll be dead
Lean on each other, came through for another, that’s all that we had
They don’t understand, so callin’ my lawyer again, that’s all that we said
Everywhere we stand, them people was on us for playin’ them corners again
But they don’t understand


Lil Yachty – Concrete Boys Lyrics


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[Intro]
30, you a motherfuckin’ fool, nigga

[Chorus]
Back against the wall, concrete boys up, uh
I enter the void, I be goin’ up
I shamed myself tryna fuck that bitch
Real estate, both houses on my wrist, yeah
Criss-cross my realm, Chrome Heart on my Timbs
Ten carat my earrings, them uncut gems
Jim Carrey that mask, it go up then
If’n it go up, then it’s stuck then (Slatt)

[Verse 1]
Oh, let me be
Trust me with the scope, it help me see (Help you see)
If she ain’t fuck bro then she fuck me (That’s a fact)
If she ain’t fuck me then she fuck bros (On my mom)
I just woke up, dreamin’ ’bout the rose (Oh my God)
They had niggas ’round me who don’t stand on toes (Hell nah)
Barely ever do I think about my foes
How much longer will I live? Only God knows

[Chorus]
Back against the wall, concrete boys up (Yeah)
I enter the void, I be goin’ up (Woo)
I shamed myself tryna fuck that bitch
Real estate, both houses on my wrist, yeah
Criss-cross my realm, come right out my DMs
Ten carat my earrings, them uncut gems (Whew)
Jim Carrey that mask, it go up then (Ayy)
If’n it go up, then it’s stuck then (Uh)

[Verse 2]
Real, real, real, real
I just fucked up on a bitch from Puerto Rico (Mwah)
Put that bitch on ice, yeah, play that Mac DeMarco
Had that babysitter, she was off a narco
And I’m by my dolo like Donnie Darko (Mwah)
Splurgin’ on that kitty cat, I’m such a sicko (Yeah)
Double-C, my bookbag hold a little pistol
Get them birdies out that nest ‘fore I call up Mitchell

[Chorus]
Back against the wall, concrete boys up (Yeah)
I enter the void, I be goin’ up (Woo)
I shamed myself tryna fuck that bitch
Real estate, both houses on my wrist, yeah
Criss-cross my realm, come right out my DMs
Ten carat my earrings, them uncut gems (Whew)
Jim Carrey that mask, it go up then (Ayy)
If’n it go up, then it’s stuck then (Up)

[Outro]
These bitches for everyone
Can’t give the game to everyone, no
I can’t lose myself tryna save them
I done took so many L’s, I ain’t goin’ back


Lil Yachty – Don’t Forget Lyrics


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[Intro]
30, you a motherfucking fool, nigga

[Verse 1]
I’m starting to feel like I don’t need love, that shit for the damn birds (Brr)
All this arguing get on my damn nerves (On God)
You forgot I put your mama in the suburbs (Don’t forget)
You forgot I put your wrist on a blizzard (Don’t forget)
You the reason I be moving like the wizard (Pluto)
Oh, so now you selling pussy, you a vendor (Oh, wow)
Tell your friends get out my DM ‘fore I bend her (Yes)
Oh, your brother want a verse? I need a ten first (Yes)
Times ten more (Yes)
Bitch, we be on and off since I was a sophomore (Yes)
Waiting for your move, Dr. Hawthorne
And I started touring (Uh-huh)

[Chorus]
So you ain’t fell in love with my money?
Bitch, I ain’t a dummy (Uh-huh)
You always seem to leave when it ain’t sunny
Back and forth ’bout forty times, you swear you love me
Now you need a round of applause, bravo like Johnny
You acting so damn much, you so phony (Uh-huh)
I don’t need that energy around me
But don’t forget who put you on, you was bummy (Uh-huh)

[Verse 2]
Don’t you dare forget who had bossed you up (Bossed you up)
Had you running ’round in a Bentley truck (Big Bs)
Paparazzi, snap, flash, middle fingers up (Fingers up)
Baby said I tried to fuck her then ring her up (Ring her up)
Call her up (Call her up), bring her here (Bring her here)
Bitches be so cap, they are not sincere (Not sincere)
I keep forty straps, gotta play it by ear (Play it by ear)
Won’t fall into your traps, I’m no longer near (Uh-huh)

[Chorus]
So you ain’t fell in love with my money?
Bitch, I ain’t a dummy (Uh-huh)
You always seem to leave when it ain’t sunny
Back and forth ’bout forty times, you swear you love me
Now you need a round of applause, bravo like Johnny
You acting so damn much, you so phony (Oh)
I don’t need that energy around me
But don’t forget who put you on, you was bummy

[Outro]
30, you a motherfucking fool, nigga


Lil Wayne – Russian Roulette Lyrics


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[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, mula, uh

[Chorus: Leah Marie & Lil Wayne]
I pray so hard for my enemies
I wish them well with no other intentions (Amen)
Life is not promised, no guarantee
No guarantees, but you get what you get
It’s like Russian roulette (Yeah)
It’s like Russian roulette (Baow)
It’s like Russian roulette (Yeah, baow)
No guarantees, but you get what you get

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Yeah nigga, pistol to your ear nigga
Have my big homie kill your lil’ nigga
We heard the bricks comin’ on the boat
We at the dock, we at the pier nigga
You won’t even spot or hear niggas
But when they get here nigga
We gon’ pop up and appear nigga
On some DMX shit, we gon’ be like, “We right here, nigga”
Even though we right here, we far away, we light years, nigga
And my AK got diarrhea nigga
I’m promethazine, mixed with gasoline, mixed with antifreeze
And you just some light beer nigga
Sig Sauer spit a wig for ya
Sip oil better than an oil rig, dig?
All your buss downs sparklin’ like foil
And the coke got me sweatin’, keep a towel on my shoulder
Like I used to coach the Georgetown Hoyas
I would walk down and draw down on you
Tell your woadies pray for you
And your shooters better be some fuckin’ Golden State Warriors
I’m gettin’ older, other day I told my soldiers
Spare nothin’ except the strollers, but my heart used to be colder
Never sober so a nigga prolly higher when he sober
I be higher than the solar system
Get rich and control the system
I was servin’ it, like Anna Kournikova
From a Nissan Pathfinder, now I have to find a chauffer
I got alphabet bitches, I do numbers, I do digits
I hear gunshots at my door, hold on, who is it?

[Chorus: Leah Marie & Conway the Machine]
I pray so hard for my enemies
I wish them well with no other intent
Life is not promised, no guarantee
No guarantees, but you get what you get
It’s like Russian roulette
It’s like Russian roulette
It’s like Russian roulette (Hold on, right)
No guarantees, but you get what you get (Uh, look)

[Verse 2: Conway the Machine]
You niggas do anything for fame and clout
What would you do for your freedom? Might give a statement out
I’m from a city, nobody think they’d make it out
Got a key and a Glock, I took the paper route
Gave my people the block, straightened out
And I’ll be back by mornin’
Whip the bricks until your back side’s soarin’
I just bust the AP, that’s a fact, mind’s water for my bracelet
Dropped twenty like Jordan on a bad night, scorin’
‘Gnac pourin’, I just pulled up in a matte white foreign
Stick got a drum in the beam and the flashlight on it, yikes
Yeah, my shit’s bad like Lauryn, I ran a tour
On my last night tourin’, I’m a Mack, like, hol’ up

[Chorus: Leah Marie & BENNY THE BUTCHER]
I pray so hard for my enemies
I wish them well with no other intent
Life is not promised, no guarantee
No guarantees, but you get what you get
It’s like Russian roulette
It’s like Russian roulette
It’s like Russian roulette (Butcher comin’, nigga)
No guarantees, but you get what you get

[Verse 3: BENNY THE BUTCHER]
Bust it down ’til the scale break, did a buck thirty on the beltway
Caught a bomb, Travis Kelce, ‘fore we touch down, it’s a tailgate
Piece lookin’ like a milkshake, had to back up, give myself space
Fake statements and my health straight, I can’t give a fuck what no one else say
So deep it’s like a jailbreak when the coupe slide down MLK
That’s a bulletproof CLK, fire lands on the shelf case
Turned felons into executives, made a half a mil’ and it felt great
Y’all niggas just a lil’ late, got a big house on a lil’ lake
And we both know how the smoke go, shots peel straight through a steel plate
Never throw stones when you know you livin’ in a glass house like you Bill Gates
Good on both coasts like I’m LJ, Bape store out in LA
Bougie nigga even when I’m dead ’cause I’ma die and get to hell late, ugh

[Outro: Leah Marie]
I pray so hard for my enemies
I wish them well with no other intent
Life is not promised, no guarantee
No guarantees, but you get what you get


​BROCKHAMPTON – chain on / hold me Lyrics


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[Part I: chain on]

[Intro]
One, two

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell them boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say, tryna say somethin’, nigga
Tryna say
Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell them boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say, tryna say somethin’, nigga
Tryna say

[Verse: JPEGMAFIA]
Fifth string, Young Peggy ring, go
Slick with the ink, these melodies need Duolingo (Shit)
Same size as Dua Lipa, where the fuck my pen go?
Second fiddle to widows, you feel like Eddie Winslow
Street Fighter like Birdie, keep a stick like Rolento
Did you win if your purpose is just perfect potential?
Did you live up to it, is you just doin’ the minimum?
Used to get fifty views, now they need Peggy’s momentum (Yeah)
Let’s check the addendum
Switch the code, I’m speakin’ prophecies, like That’s So Raven
Bald headed with lil’ status, I feel like Maven
But I be dressed like Raven, up in the studio slavin’
Wonder how Peggy be- (Wait, wait)
Wonder how Peggy be cakin’? I be Easy Bakin’
My oven stay prepped and ready for the heat they takin’
Niggas that took this road and failed ain’t have proper placement
Some of you niggas don’t live well, does Peggy make you hate him?
Is it how I make the beats sound like Poltergeist? (Huh?)
Or when my homies bring my name up is it breedin’ spite?
It’s all talent, perfectly balanced, young supreme Kai
Who am I? Wake up every morning like it’s do or die
No surprise, dudes get jealous when you cut the ties
Livin’ life, Lance Armstrong at the finish line
Give it time, when we catch them cops on cam
I don’t need six seconds, you remember Vine
It’s nasty

[Part II: hold me]

[Intro: Method Man & KRS-One]
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dolla dolla bill y’all, y’all
Of course all the hardcore heads
This one goes out to you
Crank up the volume one time
Peace to all the real DJs out there
Cause I don’t send my music to no garbage DJs
They get me
Woop-woop, that’s the sound of da police
Woop-woop, that’s the sound of the beast
Woop-woop, that’s the sound of da police

[Verse: Kevin Abstract]
Stuck in the wild, murder with a smile
The only child to make it up out the mud (Yeah)
My fingers bloody, my tooth is kinda crushed (Uh-huh)
The rush I hate is the one that you love
Fingers crossed (Yeah), criss-crossed, applesauce
Rugrats, writin’ raps, quittin’ jobs, runnin’ laps
Who was that that found the coke in your bag?
I was hopeless, we would laugh, on the lawn doin’ math
Ayy, ayy, I need some new jeans, I admire your blue jeans
I admire your mood swings, I admire the whole thing
It’s gettin’ lonely in Cali’, yeah, it’s so sunny though
Still got hope for the bloke over there with the runny nose
If I could keep your eyes on me long enough
I could prolly trick you into thinkin’ that I’m right enough
Like I got it all together, tell your fam’ I’m bright enough (Nah)
Keep my crew tight enough (Nah), give me the time, I’m writing up
(Nah, yeah)

[Break: Gil Scott-Heron]
It stands out on the highway
Like a creature from another time

[Chorus: Joba]
Hold me by surprise (Hold me by surprise, surprise, yeah)
And try to remember yesterday (Yesterday, ah, you)
Hold me by my head (Hold me by my head, head, yeah)
And rinse away the pain of yesterday (Yesterday, ah you)
I lay, I pray, for you in this time (I lay, I pray, for you in this time)
I lay, I pray, for you in this time (I lay, I pray, for you in this time)
I lay, I pray, for you in this time (I lay, I pray, for you in this time)
I lay, I pray, for you in this time (I lay, I pray, for you in this time)

[Break: JPEGMAFIA & Gil Scott-Heron]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Like a creature from another time), yeah

[Chorus: JPEGMAFIA, JPEGMAFIA & Joba, Joba]
Hold me by surprise
Oh, yeah-yeah, yeah
Hold me by surprise
Yeah-yeah-yeah, no you won’t (See, you quick)
Hold me by surprise
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hold me by surprise (Yeah)
And try to remember yesterday
Hold me by my head (Ooh yeah)
And rinse away the pain of yesterday

[Outro: Joba, Method Man & DJ Bobbito Garcia]
Cash rules everything around me
I lay, I pray, for you in this time
Cash rules everything around me
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dolla dolla bill y’all, y’all
Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties


Lil Yachty – Love Jones Lyrics


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[Intro]
(Earl on the Beat)
(Lousy)
Gettin’ better and better at this shit
Ayy
I need my producer credit too
Ayy (Go)

[Chorus]
My bitch two-tone (Two-tone, woo)
And I’m with my dawgs like a chew bone (Like a chew bone)
Said I fuck her for ten minutes, then I get gone (Then I get gone), ayy
She want me around ’cause I’m her ringtone (I’m her ringtone), ayy
My bitch get that pack and she send it home (Send it home)
Your bitch spend your money and blow up your phone (Blow up your phone, bitch)
Ears blinging (Ice), teeth chrome (Yeah)
Me and my bitch got understandings, this ain’t Love Jones (This ain’t Love Jones)

[Verse]
I’m at the top of my building like I’m King Kong (Like I’m King Kong)
Why them niggas who hate on me always unknown? (Bitch)
Seventy racks on a chain, I don’t even wear it
You a bird, parrot (Brr)
I wear all carats (Carats)
I look better in real life, baby (Facts, facts)
Bitch hold me down, I’ll buy you a Mercedes (Skrrt)
Maybe

[Interlude]
Oh, oh
Oh, oh (Yeah-yeah)
Ayy (Yeah-yeah)
Ayy

[Chorus]
My bitch two-tone (Two-tone, go)
And I’m with my dawgs like a chew bone (Like a chew bone)
Said I fuck her for ten minutes, then I get gone (Then I get gone), ayy
She want me around ’cause I’m her ringtone (I’m her ringtone), ayy
My bitch get that pack and she send it home (Send it home)
Your bitch spend your money and blow up your phone (Blow up your phone)
Ears blinging, teeth chrome (VV’s)
I don’t wear no clusters, these is whole stones
From the back, I fuck, she love to moan


Lady Gaga – Stupid Love (Ellis Remix) Lyrics


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[Verse 1]
You’re the one that I’ve been waiting for
Gotta quit this cryin’, nobody’s gonna
Heal me if I don’t open the door
Kinda hard to believe, gotta have faith in me

[Refrain]
Freak out, freak out, freak out, freak out (Look at me)
Get down, get down, get down, get down (Look at me)
Freak out, freak out, freak out, freak out
Look at me now

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause all I ever wanted was love
Hey-ah, hey-ah (Ooh-ooh)
Hey-ah, hey-ah (Ooh-ooh)
Hey-ah, hey-ah
All I ever wanted was love
Hey-ah, hey-ah (Ooh-ooh)
Hey-ah, hey-ah (Ooh-ooh)
Hey-ah, hey-ah, hey-ah (Hey yeah, hey yeah)

[Drop]
I want your stupid love, love, love
Your stupid love, love, love
I want your stupid love, love, love
Your stupid love, love, love (Higher)
I want your stupid love, love, love
I want your stupid love, love, love

[Verse 2]
Now, it’s time to free me from the shame
I gotta find that peace, is it too late or
Could this love protect me from the pain?
I would battle for you (Even if we break in two)

[Refrain]
Freak out, freak out, freak out, freak out (Look at me)
Get down, get down, get down, get down (Look at me)
Freak out, freak out, freak out, freak out
Look at me now

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause all I ever wanted was love
Hey-ah, hey-ah (Ooh-ooh)
Hey-ah, hey-ah (Ooh-ooh)
Hey-ah, hey-ah
All I ever wanted was love
Hey-ah, hey-ah (Ooh-ooh)
Hey-ah, hey-ah (Ooh-ooh)
Hey-ah, hey-ah, hey-ah (Hey yeah, hey yeah)

[Drop]
I want your stupid love, love, love
Your stupid love, love, love
I want your stupid love, love, love
Your stupid love, love, love (Higher)
I want your stupid love, love, love
I want your stupid love, love, love

[Bridge]
I don’t need a reason (Oh)
Not sorry, I want your stupid love
I don’t need a reason (Oh)
Not sorry, I want your stupid love

[Drop]

G Herbo – 4am to 8am Lyrics


Play this song

[Intro]
Oh my God, who is this? An L Beat?

[Verse 1]
I’m livin’ proof that you can do it, too
By time I turned twenty-two I had a M or few
Get it? Had a M or few, ain’t say a M or two
Spread wealth with your nigga, why you think it’s him or you?
Why you think it’s not enough out here for him to get it, too?
It’s bad enough we limit us, we all criminals
And I woulda said “they”, but this shit mental, dude
The system been designed for self to let it get to you
I’m talkin’ self-destruction, traps for individuals
But I’ma dumb it down, I’ma humble down, I’ma mumble now
I been in the ring with Satan, had to rumble hours
I guess I had to go through pain to make another album
My mind thinkin’ ’bout so much shit I be smokin’ ounces
I need inspiration, in the Matrix, hella hours
I love the studio, been in there for eleven hours
Its four a.m. today, this goin’ on my seventh hour

[Interlude]
Put everything in perspective of what they’re goin’ through
And the PTSD that must come with that
And also why it’s so important to get this story out here
And offer opportunity to these kids so these kids have somethin’ to leave the streets for
It’s like, “Oh, get out the streets ’cause you gon’⁠—
You either gonna die or go to jail”
Everybody knows that, they know that
But, like, leave the streets? Like, what opportunity do I really have?
To do what? Leave the streets to what?
Go work at McDonalds?
So the people that was tryna kill me last week can see me? Like, what you want me to do?

[Verse 2]
Herbo, where you see yourself in ten years? It’s hard as shit
Everyday I’m gettin’ sharper, I been smart as shit
And for some reason I feel like this still my hardest shit
Never seen a gangster like this, gotta pardon it
Hoppin’ out a foreign, valet parkin’ it
Used to be a tourist, broad day, sparkin’ it
It ain’t shit for me to rap about my life ’cause I’m a artist
I get personal and burn this bitch down like a arsonist
Shine bright ’cause I survived a lot of darknesses
When I walk I shake the ground like Parkinson’s
Since fourteen, on my back, it been a target
It just make me go harder ’cause I’m knowin’ why you started this shit
You just wanna be a part of this shit
I should’ve left the streets sooner, I got smart at this shit
Played your cards wrong, your disloyalty, I spotted it
Could have had smoke with whoever, ain’t nada, I got in it
Now they change the weather, through the rain, whatever
Supposed to stay forever, we could have changed together
Got that butterfly effect, it’s like I changed for the better
I ain’t got no friends in here, nigga, I came for the cheddar
I came with Berettas, uh, Glocks, etcetera
And we’ll pop the messenger, you try and stop from tellin’ us
I rose from the cellar, in the bank more than regular
Still got some killers with me that’ll rob the register
Mansions, marble floors, penthouses everywhere
Been inside the dealership a few, but you ain’t ever there
Man, I worked my ass off for this shit, I’m tellin’ ya
Granny house was rats on the rug like Angelica
How the fuck you jealous? Why the fuck you yellin’?
You ain’t up no millions? Why the fuck you chillin’?
And you ain’t securin’ ’em? Why the fuck you trippin’?
You ain’t got security? How the fuck you livin’?
How the fuck you think I did it? By my lonely, don’t forget it
Wops and leave the stu’, it’s 8 a.m. but I just woke up finished
Every time they told me I couldn’t, that just woke a menace
Blessed, I got a million dollar mouth, but I don’t know a dentist


Tommy Lee Sparta Drops Gritty Cinematic Clip “Rich Badness”


Tommy Lee Sparta drops off a cinematic clip for “Rich Badness.”

Dancehall fans can expect to be ‘under vibes’ all weekend long as Tommy Lee Sparta drops the eagerly awaited video for ?”Rich Badness.” ?The “?Hard Ears?” ?hitmaker left clips and clues all week, filling his fans (and comments) with anticipation and excitement including fellow artiste Gaza Slim and selector Tony Matterhorn. The video premiere was a massive success with all that momentum, and the Everton Gentles/ Heavy Films directed piece clocked 76K views overnight, with fans predicting another trending hit.

Heavy Films has helped the ‘buddup’ king bring previous concepts for ?”Psycho”? and “B?uss A Blank?” to life, and with the feedback currently flooding in it’s not hard to see why they’re back again. His faithful following is clearly impressed with the storyline and cinematic settings the artiste chose to put his own spin on the slang.

“Tommy Lee is undoubtedly the king of music videos, this epic!” commented one fan while another wrote, “Sparta don alone can entertain me wid him music video dem, dah video yah wicked!”

The ?Spartan Soldier? is known for controversy and intrigue, so ordinary visuals wouldn’t do for this fan favourite. What we get is a rich movie sequence with standoffs, shoot outs, a musical score and even a hot damsel in distress for Tommy Lee to save. In between clips, he puts his money where his mouth is, flashing plenty of jewels and all the custom made perks of the rich badness lifestyle. While we’re stuck in quarantine, Tommy Lee is as chill as the ice on a “criss Rolex” or a “pinky ring”.

We get to watch as the Flanker man does some serious stunting and find out what it takes to get into those blinging big leagues. His Instagram followers who had been hyped up all week were quick to comment their ratings and approval. “Rate d video bro g, it look like a real movie…Jah know” was among the feedback from the attentive fans who also noted the cameo by Desha Ravers. It seems that this favorable video debut just shy of June could set the tone for Tommy Lee’s summer.

With his mysterious persona and dark, spitfire lyrics, Tommy Lee Sparta has been on a winning streak since being exonerated of criminal charges in 2019. Promising a new outlook on life and approach to his craft, Sparta’s recent tracks “?Blessing,” “Shallow Grave” ?and “?Under Vibes” ?have since become massive mainstream hits.


Cardi B Is In Good Hands Says Atlantic Records, Responds To Joe Budden


Cardi B is in good hands, according to a representative of her record label.

Fans of Cardi B will know that it has been two years, one month, and 22 days since the “I Like It” rapper released her debut studio album. 255,000 album-equivalent units were sold during the week that “Invasion of Privacy” dropped, and it was the top female rap album of the 2010s, according to the Billboard 200 decade-end chart. Ever since fans and critics have looked forward to what the lady from The Bronx would next have up her sleeve, but the wait has been long and is still on-going.

Rumors began to circulate as to why the Bronx rapper had not dropped album number two, with it emerging that a dispute with her label may have been the cause. Cardi signed her first major recording contract with Atlantic Records in February 2017. The multi-million dollar deal came about while the now Grammy Award-winning rapper was still known for being a star on “Love & Hip Hop: New York.”

According to reports, Cardi B is in the midst of renegotiating her contract, which is causing the delay, but Atlantic executive, Mike Kyser, has told followers not to worry. Kyser told Joe Budden on his podcast that any alleged negotiations will not affect Cardi’s future releases and that she is in good hands. “Cardi is a superstar and we’re gonna treat her as such. Okay? Period. She will be well taken care of. That’s my word,” he promised.

Earlier this week, Cardi B told fans on IG Live that she’ll be putting out new music “very, very soon”. Although the 27-year-old didn’t offer a date, it is the first hint of new music since she released “Press” in May last year, which surely gives the Bardigang hope.

Chris Brown Gets Royalty The Perfect Birthday Gift She Wanted


Chris Brown has put his hand up for Daddy of the Year.

There is little doubt that Chris Brown would go to the ends of the earth for his little girl. Royalty Brown turned 6-years-old on May 27th, and the doting dad made sure she got just what her heart desired. It turns out the young girl wanted some flying friends, and amidst all the presents and birthday, fanfare were two little winged creatures that Royalty could welcome into her kingdom.

The birthday girl’s mom, Nia Guzman, posted all the festivities on the Instagram account under the handle @missroyaltybrown, which showed off the gigantic smile caused by her new pocket bike, balloons, and multi-colored tutu dress. But it was the “Say You Love Me” singer’s gift that made her happiest. “Daddy gave me my wish… I wished for new pet birds,” read the IG caption alongside a clip of RoRo blowing out her candles on her massive pink “R” cake while Chris holds her and helps her blow.

Earlier in the day, the 31-year-old paid tribute to his firstborn in an Instagram post that showed the two spending daddy and daughter moments together. “YOU ARE THE BEST PART OF ME!!!! DA QUEEN…. WE GOING UP….. I WANT THE WHOLE WORLD TO KNOW! HAPPY BIRTHDAY,” wrote the Grammy Award winner.

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Daddy gave me my wish…I wished for new pet birds! ???? ||

A post shared by Royalty Brown Official (@missroyaltybrown) on May 27, 2020 at 12:55am PDT

Chris Brown also shared four professional photos of his princess — including her sitting on a throne — and one of him giving Royalty a kiss at her party. Based on the pictures all over Insta, the celebration was a colorful affair that included a birthday parade, “Happy birthday RoRo” spelled out in big block letters, and friends driving by to drop off gifts.

But, if you asked the birthday girl herself, she would probably call her new birds the highlight of the day.

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I got my pocket bike! #RoRoTurnsSix #BigRoRo || @kidseyecandy

A post shared by Royalty Brown Official (@missroyaltybrown) on May 27, 2020 at 12:41pm PDT

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Mommy and Daddy had me the best parade! #RoRoTurnsSix || thank you everyone who came out! || @ajscreations1

A post shared by Royalty Brown Official (@missroyaltybrown) on May 27, 2020 at 8:54pm PDT


Lil Wayne Offered YBN Cordae A Feature Of A Lifetime For New Album


YBN Cordae might be getting a feature from Lil Wayne soon.

American rapper YBN Cordae appeared as a guest on Lil Wayne’s Young Money Radio on Apple Music’s Beats 1 this weekend. During the interview, Cordae revealed that he has been working on his sophomore album while in quarantine. When Wayne asked about the specific details of his project, the YBN rapper disclosed that he is in the initial stages and doesn’t even have a name for it yet. “Honestly, man, I’m so early in it, I don’t really know nothing,” the rapper told Wayne.

He also shared that the album could be out this year and that he has already recorded about 50 songs. However, he hasn’t figured out the tracklist or features as yet. “Probably later this year,” he said about his album’s arrival. “I’ve just been working on it… Ain’t sh*t else to do, but work.” Lucky for YBN Cordae, Lil Wayne is a fan and he offered to collaborate with him on the upcoming project. “All you gotta do is text me the song,” Tunechi offered. “I’ll murder it and send you the finger so you know it’s dead.” The generous proposal was welcomed by YBN Cordae, who responded, “Say less, say no more.”

YBN Cordae began his music journey at a young age and he has had some successes in his early career. Namely, he’s gained attention from rappers like Lil Wayne, Eminem, and much more. During a recent Young Money Radio interview, Em told Wayne that Cordae was one of the young rappers that he’s messing with right now. “He’s so young still. I feel like he keeps getting better every song it seems like,” Eminem said about the 22-year-old rapper. “You gotta give him an ear. You can’t just hear him, you gotta listen to him, he be spittin’,” Wayne added.

YBN Cordae’s debut studio album The Lost Boy got a Grammy nod to further validate what these legendary rappers see in him. The album was nominated for ‘Best Rap Album’ and ‘Best Rap Song’. The YBN rapper has already worked with some greats in the rap sport, including Pusha T, Meek Mill, and Chance The Rapper. It seems that Cordae is now set to collaborate with one of the most influential hip-hop artists of his generation, Lil Wayne.

With multiple Grammy nominations at such a young age, YBN Cordae is fixing to scribe his name among the legends of hip-hop later on in his career if he keeps it up. The rapper told Lil Wayne that when he met Kobe, the late basketball legend told him to keep going for more and more Grammy nominations and other achievements, and we hope he does just that.

Would you be pumped for a Lil Wayne feature on YBN Cordae’s sophomore album?


Bounty Killer Saw Increase In Music Sales & Instagram Followers Since Verzuz


Bounty Killer saw a huge increase in music sales and followers on Instagram since his Verzuz clash.

The first Jamaican staging of the Verzuz challenge has come and gone, and like jolly St Nicholas during Christmas, it has left a ton of goodies. In keeping with the analogy, organizers Swizz Beatz, Timbaland, and Solid Agency presented a truly wonderful feast fit for the nearly half a million viewers that tuned in.

While Bounty Killer and Beenie Man should never be referred to as food, their performance last Saturday was truly sweet and satisfying. Both men pulled out some of their best getups, played and sung some of their biggest hits, and even showed off some of their best dance moves while battling each other in a small studio space. At the end of the battle, there was one clear winner, soundclash culture, and by large reggae and dancehall music.

Bounty Killer expounded on the topic while conducting a post-clash interview with CVM TV. “Jamaican’s started this clash thing, the rappers had battles but sound system spinning music is a Jamaican thing, so this is really the Jamaica vibes.” However, that was not the only good to emerge from the clash, as during the interview, Bounty Killer mentioned that he got a significant boost in Instagram followers since being listed as a contender.

The Warlord’s official Instagram page that can be found at @grunggaadzilla currently has almost 666k followers.

“The amount of followers I got since Swizz Beatz advertise me and Beenie I know what it was gonna be like,” mentioned Bounty while responding to a question about what it was like deejaying for a virtual audience.

He then revealed the staggering jump his account made in terms of followers, “I get 25,000 followers in 3 days, that’s history on Instagram, I never get 2000 people in less than a week. So I know the impact Verzuz TV has, so this is something big.”

The official Verzuz TV Instagram account also recorded a spike in its followers count when it moved from under 400,000 followers when the clash was first announced, to over a million followers approximately a day after the Jamaican showdown. Verzuz organizers celebrated the moment by sharing a poster similar in design to the one used to promote the clash between Bounty and Beenie.

Along with the boost in popularity, both men could see their visa revocations lifted, that is if the powers that be at the US Embassy heed to the cry of their fans both locally and overseas.


Tekashi 6ix9ine Take Shots At G Herbo As “Gooba” Gets Gold Certification


Tekashi 6ix9ine is trolling rapper G Herbo after “Gooba” gets certified Gold.

Tekashi 6ix9ine has been beefing with quite a few rappers since his early release from prison, including G Herbo, who recently said that the rainbow-haired rapper pleaded guilty and also ratted people out, which means he didn’t beat his case. “Lol but he didn’t beat it he told,” Herbo said, “he plead guilty too.”

Though Tekashi had clapped back with some slight about Herbo having an STD, he also came for the rapper’s certifications, stating that G Herbo has never had a platinum record. “Let’s name a gherbo song that’s platinum Akademiks post it I’ll delete my gram,” 6ix9ine said. G Herbo’s response is what 6ix9ine is now using to troll him amidst his song “Gooba” reaching Gold status. “I went platinum in the streets somewhere you really wanna be but a never be able to go,” G Herbo wrote. “& I got rich on my own nobody never made me cool & stole from me lol you basically paid to be cool you @nickcannon be safe.”

That comment was brought up again when DJ Akademiks recently shared the announcement that Tekashi 6ix9ine’s latest song, “Gooba,” has officially been certified Gold by the RIAA after just two weeks. While many people would be elated with the good news and perhaps show some appreciation in the comments, 6ix9ine converted into his troll form when he commented on the post. “@nolimitherbo imagine tranna be platinum in the streets,” the rapper wrote. Clearly 6ix9ine has no intention of letting G Herbo live that down.

There is no denying the fact that G Herbo has not yet received platinum certification, and while it’s true that he as more street cred that Tekashi 6ix9ine right now, that’s not a high bar anymore. Do you think G Herbo will respond to 6ix9ine again?

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#6ix9ine ain’t letting #gherbo forget about his “platinum in the streets” comment especially after his song “GOOBA” just went Gold in 2 weeks.

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Boulevard Depo – No Hook No Hoes Lyrics (feat. Yung Hurn)


[Текст песни “NO HOOK NO HOES”]

[Интро]
Эй, эй

[Куплет 1: Boulevard Depo]
Малышка зовёт на свидание
Ёбнулась. До свидания!
Я в красной книге, давай не стреляй в меня
Редкий среди своих мест обитания
Не шипери это! Где воспитание?
Весь этот цирк не достоин внимания
Выйди и снова зайди, только правильно!
Я без злодейства — ты без комментариев
Я на фристайле живу, ау!
Иду на rush, не читая задание
Но я себя берегу — труд!
Зверь полевой, но танцую с богами тут
Выплеснул злобу подальше от знаний
Я выплеснул воду на золото. Wow!
Выплеснул суку подальше от здания!
Я не пригрею тебя, змея!
Нет, это не рандеву с незнакомкою
Как твоё имя? А стоп! Да мне похую!
Видели, плавали, но я не вспомню их!
Тупая сука вне зоны комфорта тут, да!
Тупая сука вне зоны комфорта тут, да!

[Куплет 2: Yung Hurn]
Kleine Fotze, glaub nicht, du bist cool oderso (Aha)
Kleine Opfer haten mich auf YouTube und so (Aha)
Ich war ganzen Tag heute nur im Studio
Ich hab keinen Kopf fur deine Scheiße du Trottel
Wir chillen in Wien oderso
Auf Kokain oder so (Aha)
Da vorne Pislik und auch Jonny rauchen Weed oderso

Und Leute, die noch nie mit mir geredet haben und so
Die sagen aller Ernstes auch über mich Sachen und so
Ich will ein Bentley fahren
Ich will kein Polo haben (Nein, nein)
Sie ist ein Yoga-Baby, schau dir mal ihren Popo an
Ich will ein’ Bentley fahren
Die Farbe weißt du auch (Aha)
Kein Rot
Kein Schwarz
Kein Gelb
Sondern die Farbe Babyblau
(Ok!)

[Аутро: Yung Hurn]
(Ok!)
Diamant-Bebi ist da Diamant-Bebi ist da Diamant-Bebi ist da Diamant-Bebi ist da


Make Them Suffer – Soul Decay Lyrics


Soul decay

You cry yourself an ocean
And corrode your empty heart
You break what isn’t broken
Then pretend to fall apart

So now you’re smiling ear to ear
So proud to be wasted, down and out
Until you face your fears
You’ll never find yourself

I watched you fall from grace
I watched your soul decay

You play the perfect victim
You built yourself this prison
Your soul decay
Buried in bad decisions
But they’re all self inflicted
You bare the blame
(You bare the blame)
Soul decay

You speak what isn’t spoken
To fill your empty heart
Reading into every omen
Like you were doomed from the start

Now you’re smiling ear to ear

So proud to be wasted, down and out
Until you face your fears
You’ll never find yourself

You play the perfect victim
You built yourself this prison
Your soul decay
Buried in bad decisions
But they’re all self inflicted
You bare the blame
(You bare the blame)

I watched you fall from grace
You built yourself this prison
Tear it down
Burn it to the f*cking ground

Burn it to the f*cking ground

You play the perfect victim
You built yourself this prison
Your soul decay
Buried in bad decisions
But they’re all self inflicted
You bare the blame
(You bare the blame)
Soul decay

Soul decay

Alina Baraz – My Whole Life Lyrics


Is it me, is my intuition wrong?
Or does it feel like coming home?
‘Cause it’s almost like you speak my language
Like I know, that we’ve been right here before
As I’m watching this unfold
And I gotta say it, baby

Sunsets, sunsets
Never been so bright
When you, when you
Look into my eyes
You gotta say it’s true
And I gotta say it too

I do
I can see my whole life when I’m with you
Whole life when I’m with you
Whole life when I’m with you
Whole life
See my whole life when I’m with you
Whole life when I’m with you
Whole life when I’m with you
Whole life

In a moment, when the world is passing by

I don’t mind the sleepless nights
If I got you by my side

Sunsets, sunsets
Never been so bright
When you, when you
Look into my eyes
You gotta say it’s true
And I gotta say it too

I do
I can see my whole life when I’m with you
Whole life when I’m with you
Whole life when I’m with you
Whole life
See my whole life when I’m with you
Whole life when I’m with you
Whole life when I’m with you
Whole life

(Take it home, just gotta take me home)
(Gonna take it home, gotta take me home)
(Take it home, just gotta take me home)
(Gonna take it home, gotta take me home)

Jacob Banks – Like You’ll Never See Me Again Lyrics


[Verse 1]
If I had no more time
No more time left to be here
Would you cherish what we had?
Everything that you were lookin’ for
If I couldn’t feel your touch
And no longer were you with me
I’d be wishin’ you were here
Everything that I’d be lookin’ for

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t wanna forget the present, it’s a gift
I don’t wanna take for granted the time you may have here with me
Lord only knows, another day is not really guaranteed

[Chorus]
So every time you hold me
Hold me like this is the last time
Every time you kiss me
Kiss me like you’ll never see me again
Every time you touch me
Touch me like this is the last time
Promise that you’ll love me
Love me like you’ll never see me again, no

[Post-Chorus]
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh
Woah-oh, oh-oh
Love me like you’ll never see me again

[Verse 2]
I may not really know what love is
Millions never will

Do you know until you lose it?
Everything that we are lookin’ for
When I wake up in the mornin’
And you’re beside me
I’m so thankful that I found
Everything that I’ve been lookin’ for

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t wanna forget the present, it’s a gift
I don’t wanna take for granted the time you may have here with me
Lord only knows, another day is not really guaranteed

[Chorus]
Every time you hold me
Hold me like this is the last time
Every time you kiss me
Kiss me like you’ll never see me again
Every time you touch me
Touch me like this is the last time
Promise that you’ll love me
Love me like you’ll never see me again, no

[Post-Chorus]
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh
Woah-oh, oh-oh
Love me like you’ll never see me again
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh
Woah-oh, oh-oh
Love me like you’ll never see me again

Mirah – Don’t Lyrics


( Ragazza Pop Compilation )

There’s no sense in breaking up with you
But is it what I gotta do
Because you hurt me bad
You’re running around
You made me so sad
And everybody in town knows she’s not worth you losing me

You know that i love to be your own sweet baby
To ruin you up with every song i’ll play
That you’re never gonna leave won’t you please, please say
I want you by my side until the rivers and the seas run dry

I need you bad (so bad)
Without you (oh no)
I don’t know what i’ll do
Don’t make me do it (la la)

Come back (la la)
Don’t make me say what i don’t wanna say

There’s no sense in breaking up with you
But is it what I gotta do
Because you hurt me bad
You’re running around
You made me so sad
And everybody in town knows she’s not worth you losing me

I need you bad (so bad)
Without you (oh no)
I don’t know what i’ll do
Don’t make me do it (la la)
Come back (la la)
Don’t make me say what i don’t wanna say to you

No no
You’re gonna break my heart in two
Don’t make me do it
(repeat x6 and fade)

Celeste – I Can See The Change Lyrics


I can see the change
Come what may, I won’t regret today
I can see the change
Feel the pace of everything

Who am I teary-eyed?
Who are you in your life?
Are you dumb enough to pass the time?
Oversold and out of lies

No, it’s not for me anymore
No, it’s not for me anymore
No, it’s not for me anymore
Anymore

I can see the change
Better than I ever could before
I am what remains
Different in the same frame that I was

No, it’s not for me anymore
No, it’s not for me anymore
No, it’s not for me anymore

Anymore

Standing out (Standing out)
Like I need it now (Like I need it now)
Like a fool does (Like a fool does)
It doesn’t mean I’ll adjust (It doesn’t mean I’ll adjust)

Standing out (Standing out)
Like I need you now (Like I need you now)
Like a fool does (Like a fool does)
Let the world adjust

I can see the change
Come what may, I won’t regret today
I am what remains
Standin’ here in spite of everything

No, it’s not for me anymore
No, it’s not for me anymore
No, it’s not for me anymore
Anymore

Natanael Cano – Gracias Lyrics


Mano arriba a to’a mi gente
Ahora todo se ve diferente
Desde que estás
Me miran bailando de repente
Cantando y gritando con ambiente
Desde que estás

Prende, prende, prende el vuelo
Mirando humito en el cielo
Tirando las penas al viento
Prende, prende, prende el cerro
Tomando codeína con la clica
No lo vi venir
El tiempo se ha agotado y se puso sólo pa’ mí
La esperanza que tenía la dejé vivir

Mano arriba a to’a mi gente
Ahora todo se ve diferente
Desde que estás
Me miran bailando de repente
Cantando y gritando con ambiente

Desde que estás

Oh, jeje
Gracias todos por dejarme soñar lo que fue
Y darme voz que tengo para que Dios me escuche
Y darle gracias por todo lo que me hizo aprender
Y darle gracias por todo lo que me hizo tener
Y eres lo mejor que me ha pasado
Me llegan momentos de hace un año
Para bien o para mal, es algo
No me arrepiento, no hice na’ malo

Prende, prende, prende el vuelo
Mirando humito en el cielo
Tirando las penas al viento
Prende, prende, prende el cerro

Boulevard Depo – Moonwork Lyrics (feat. Basic Boy)


[Текст песни «MOONWORK» ft. Basic Boy]

[Интро: Basic Boy]
Я мог бы выкрасить луну

[Припев: Boulevard Depo & Basic Boy]
Я мог бы выкрасить луну в твой любимый цвет
Я многое бы мог, да только нынче толку нет
Ведь все, что происходит с нами — это полный бред
А я опять кручу, хоть это и приносит вред (Ложь)

[Куплет: Boulevard Depo & Basic Boy]
Ответ на твой вопрос  — мой кивок, вода в глазах
Нахуй тебя посылав, небрежно разбросал слова
Не буди во мне азарт, нервы, как стальной канат
Ты рискуешь зацепиться шеей, вряд ли был бы рад я
Да, я правду обнажал, как по острию ножа
Бежал к тебе, моя пантера, даже госпожа
И да, возможно, обижал, сменил ярость на улыбку
Мои тусклые глаза против теплоты в открытках
Хуже пытки виселицы, вся эта бессмыслица
В голове твоей, малыш, трезвый взгляд не числится
И спокойно не живётся, из проблем готовишь мусс
Скормишь Максу — он ведётся, добавляешь слёз по вкусу
С головой моей ебётся госпожа червовый туз
Да откуда что берётся? Я понять не тороплюсь
Этот чёртов крест и груз, я боюсь, тащить не в силах
Дай мне выдохнуть, вдохнуть. Отдохнуть тебя просил я
Ссора, шум и гам — в отношениях бедлам
Ты нащупала клыки — полетело всё к хуям
Леопард исчез в тенях, а пантера пригрустила
В одеялах простынях, исчезает запах стия

[Бридж: Basic Boy]
Ты настойчиво звонишь, но никто не отвечает (чает-чает-чает-чает)
Отрубаю телефон, я не весел, не печален ( чален-чален-чален-чален)
Мысли – для прогулок фон, на район с центров причалил
Дома рэп и гидропон, вспомнил, как мы повстречались
Но, увы, закончен бал, интерес к тебе пропал
Я купал тебя в любви, чем тебя же подкупал
Я звоню тебе в час ночи, в адеквате, но не очень
Говорю тебе: “прощай!”, нет, пантера больше мочи

[Припев: Boulevard Depo & Basic Boy]

Я мог бы выкрасить луну в твой любимый цвет
Я многое бы мог, да только нынче толку нет
Ведь все, что происходит с нами — это полный бред
А я опять кручу, хоть это и приносит вред (Ложь)

[Аутро: Basic Boy & Boulevard Depo]
Ложь, ложь, ложь, ложь
Е, ложь, ложь
Я мог бы выкрасить луну в твой любимый цвет
Ложь, ложь, ложь, ложь

Mez – Southside Mez Lyrics


[Chorus]
Southside Mez, was he outside?
Was he really, really, really outside? Yes
Was he with your bitch
Beatin’ down the block with the Alpines? Yes (Ooh)
Niggas hatin’ on him, niggas waitin’ on him
Ain’t it ’bout time? (Yes)
Bitch

[Post-Chorus]
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
God done goddamn blessed me, blessed me, blessed me
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
God done goddamn blessed me, blessed me, blessed me
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)

[Verse 1]
I’ma father a lot of y’all niggas style
The next few years gon’ be mad Maury
A verse gon’ be like one hundred twenty thou’
Don’t hit my line if you ain’t in the territory
Yeah, I’m Worthdale, yeah, I’m Chastain
I’m in Garner, I’m the cookout in Vanstory
I was just a knotty head lil’ boy
I done come back with a man’s story
Now all these publishers keep on calling a nigga
Said, “You need my help to give you a song”
Everybody want a taste
Ten years later, Mez done invented it all
Now y’all know I got a visual mind
Me and Tarantino playin’ tennis tomorrow
Can’t stop ’til all my niggas’ wrist freeze up
That’s a chemical bond
I like skateboarding and Japanese manga
Some people did not understand
But being a nigga that’s fronting for pictures and bitches was not in my plans
I said, “My name Morris,” she said, “Like Morris Brown?”
I said, “Yeah, like the bands”
The way I come back with the bands
You niggas do not have a chance

[Chorus]
Southside Mez (Yeah), was he outside?
Was he really, really, really outside? Yes
Was he with your bitch
Beatin’ down the block with the Alpines? Yes (Ooh)
Niggas hatin’ on him, niggas waitin’ on him
Ain’t it ’bout time? (Yes)
Bitch

[Post-Chorus]
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
God done goddamn blessed me, blessed me, blessed me

(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
God done goddamn

[Verse 2]
Ooh, ooh, oh man, I was like, “Ooh, ooh”
Whole lotta pistols, whole lotta danger
Won’t shit else to do, man
Whole lotta niggas, whole lotta chambers
They was like the Wu, man
I like skateboarding and Japanese manga
But my nigga like to shoot, man (Brrt, Bret)
My nigga call me from the county again
I miss it often ’cause the number is strange
Went ahead and saved it under his name
The people make the playlist but don’t know the pain
I mean, that won’t go away with the money and fame, I mean
I mean, not with the baddest bitches who wanna wait on me
Not with the good ass sushi with the edamame (Damn)
Bruh, bruh, bruh?
Never understood why niggas would hate on me
Maybe ’cause I’m back and forth on the plane, I mean
Got it out of the mud but don’t got a stain on me (Yeah)
Bruh, bruh, bruh?

[Chorus]
Southside Mez, was he outside?
Was he really, really, really outside? Yes
Was he with your bitch
Beatin’ down the block with the Alpines? Yes (Ooh)
Niggas hatin’ on him, niggas waitin’ on him
Ain’t it ’bout time? (Yes)
Bitch

[Post-Chorus]
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
God done goddamn blessed me, blessed me, blessed me
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
God done goddamn blessed me, blessed me, blessed me
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)

[Outro]
Let me goddamn, let me goddamn
Let me goddamn, let me goddamn
Let me goddamn, let me goddamn chill
Let me goddamn, let me goddamn chill
Let me goddamn chill, let me goddamn chill
Let me goddamn
Let me goddamn chill, let me goddamn chill
Let me goddamn
Let me goddamn chill, chill, chill


Bo Bice – Wild Roses Lyrics


Sweet little country girls, smiling back at me
Sweet like Iowa corn, in the summertime breeze
Like to see wildflowers, in the midday sun
Stretching out like a field of dreams
Where a southern boy wants to run

Wild roses, make me feel alright
Wild roses, dancing in the pale moonlight
Looking out all around me, what a beautiful sight
I see a lot of wild roses in here tonight

I’d like to get tangled, caught up in your thorns
Feel the pain of leaving, let my heart be torn,
On a long lost highway, where the moon it shines
And the hint of sweet perfume

I’ll be thinking of you while the road’s unwinding

Wild roses, make me feel alright
Wild roses, dancing in the pale moonlight
Looking out all around me, what a beautiful sight
I see a lot of wild roses in here tonight

What really moves me, it always gets to me
Is how all your beauty is so untamed

Wild roses, make me feel alright
Wild roses, dancing in the pale moonlight
Looking out all around me, what a beautiful sight
I see a lot of wild roses in here tonight
I see a lot of wild roses in here tonight

Steep Leans – Endless Sea Lyrics


Take me out past endless sea
Out where all good nature leads
Out past tundras frozen plains
Take me there while you still can

Cause we’re drowning
In the fog
Yeah we’re drowning

You said you’d always do your best
Bleed it out straight from your chest
Looking up and looking down
Where to look when there’s no one else around?

Cause we’re drowning

In the fog
Yeah we’re drowning

Everyone’s a little strung out here
Just running from a silly sleeping nightmare
And no one ever seems to figure out that
They’re running from the dreams they really wanted

Take me out past endless sea
Out where all good nature leads
Out past tundras frozen plains
Take me there while you still can

Smug Mang – Baby Can You Help Me Lyrics


[Intro]
Baby can you help me?
Shawty can you help me?

[Hook]
Try’na think of a situation, what is worse
But I can’t put the pieces to the puzzle
Baby can you help me?
Baby can you help me?
Shawty can you help me?
Baby I need your help
Shawty can you help me?
Baby can you help me?

[Verse]
One day will you have my baby?
I’ll take a maybe
Cause I realize nun else gon’ save me
Without you I know [?]
But I know how it is so how can you blame me?
All my vices on barely

Keepin’ me on the f*ckin’ edge
Homie bring the party back so I can lose the edge
I apologize if my life style fades
I just keep it real
Well, atleast to an extent
Bet cause y’all can’t really [?] what I am
What I’ve become got me f*ckin’ down
And I don’t wanna get into it but baby do [?]
I promise baby you never blew it
I promise baby you never blew it
So I need your help
Shawty, can you help me put this together?
Cause I’m barely holding together

Gianmaria Testa – Una Barca Scura Lyrics


In fondo al mare canta
Una sirena
Tutta la notte canta
E canta piano
Per chi la vuol sentir
Si sente appena
In fondo al mare canta
Una sirena
E in mezzo al mare va
Una barca scura
Che ha perso il vento perso
Dalla sua vela
E chi la sta aspettar

La aspetta ancora
In mezzo al mare va
Una barca scura

In fondo al mare
In fondo al mar profondo
Ci lascio il canto mio che nn consola
Per chi è partito e si è perduto al mondo
In fondo al mare
In fondo al mar
In fondo

Fabri Fibra – Da Questo Locale Lyrics


[Ritornello]
Ecco perché ci sbattono fuori da questo locale
Non lo vedi che se entri con me ci sbattono fuori da questo locale
Che se fumi, che se bevi con me ci sbattono fuori da questo locale
Da questo locale ci sbattono fuori da questo locale

[Strofa 1]
Io fumo come un disperato
E mi faccio più pugnette di un carcerato
Ho lo sguardo che è di un menomato
E mi vesto come Jovanotti pensionato
Ma non sono come lui non sono sposato
Con una che va con altri (con chi hai scopato?)
La mia ragazza quando m’ha lasciato
Ha premuto sul mio nome e lo ha resettato
Ma quando ha visto dove ho parcheggiato
Con i pantaloni giù mi sono avvicinato
Ma la madre che mi aveva pedinato
Arriva urlando “Lasciala in pace malato!”
Non lo capisci sono frustrato
Che facevi l’autostop e non ti ho accoppato
Quando ero piccolo sono annegato
E ora giro come un ologramma proiettato
Devo ridurre un mondo brevettato
In mille pezzi come un aereo dirottato
Ma non vedi che sono spiantato
Dopo che respiri la pasticca che ho schiacciato!

[Ritornello]
Ecco perché ci sbattono fuori da questo locale
Non lo vedi che se entri con me ci sbattono fuori da questo locale
Che se fumi, che se bevi con me ci sbattono fuori da questo locale
Da questo locale ci sbattono fuori da questo locale

[Strofa 2]
Faccio come il toro alla corrida
Ti vengo addosso c’ho l’istinto suicida
Quando cado a terra il pavimento vibra
“Chiamate un’ambulanza per Fabri Fibra!”
A questa ragazza che fa la diva
Le faccio fumare erba radioattiva
E poi ci scambiamo un po’ di saliva
In mezzo alla pista che ci assaliva
Io mi nascondo con la refurtiva
Io sono la merda che porta sfiga
Resti nell’ombra della mia sigla
Doppia effe come fregna e figa
Andiamo in bagno e ci facciamo una riga
Così cambiamo pelle come i Litfiba
E visto che ci siamo ti lecco la figa
Ma cadi a terra e ti rompi la tibia

[Ritornello]
Ecco perché ci sbattono fuori da questo locale
Non lo vedi che se entri con me ci sbattono fuori da questo locale
Che se fumi, che se bevi con me ci sbattono fuori da questo locale
Da questo locale ci sbattono fuori da questo locale

[Strofa 3]
Di ragazze ne vedo a decine
“Ciao come stai? Siamo due cugine
Ci passano i bicchieri con le bollicine
Ci chiamano le cagne, le barboncine
Dai, andiamo che facciamo le storiaccine”
C’è la canna che puzza più del concime
C’è la mia sborrata sulle poltroncine
Rido in faccia al buttafuori ed è la fine

[Ritornello]
Ecco perché ci sbattono fuori da questo locale
Non lo vedi che se entri con me ci sbattono fuori da questo locale
Che se fumi, che se bevi con me ci sbattono fuori da questo locale
Da questo locale ci sbattono fuori da questo locale

[Outro]
Fabri Fibra… Fa-Fabri Fibra!

[Skit: Psicologo, Fabri Fibra, Ex-datore di lavoro di Fabri Fibra]
P: Ehm, è che penso tu abbia dei problemi interiori a te
FF: Eh si, per forza…
P: Se metti che questa è la tua responsabilità, devi romperla in due Fabrizio. Io rimasto cinque minuti anche perché questa storia delle voci, che senti delle voci…
FF: Io dottore veramente, io le voci le sento, anche adesso sento delle voci… Ma sente delle voci? Io le sento delle voci! Effettivamente…
P: Delle voci… Che dicono… Se lasci il lavoro… Se lasci il lavoro come pensi di campare?
E: Dottore? Dottore, io entro eh… Dottore so’ Mariotti, io entro eh… Oh eh, si vede che… senti sono il prossimo cliente…
P: Lasciami parlare… Senti stavo parlando!
FF: Io non è che lascio il lavoro… Oh Dio!
E: Ehi ma cosa fai Fabrizio!
FF: No ma io…
P: Ah vi conoscete?
FF: Sì perchè abbia lavorato…
E: Eh si abbiamo lavorato nell’azienda, dai è il mio dipendente, si è licenziato, ha avuto una disputa così… Cosa fai adesso Fabrì? Cosa fai?
FF: C’ho una copia anche qua, gliela do, guarda, tenga…
E: Un CD?
FF: Questo è il mio ultimo lavoro veramente…
E: Guarda, lo faccio sentire a mio figlio Alfredino sicuramente gli piace…
FF: No no no, va bene… Non è una situazione che si poteva creare, comunque…
E: Mi ha fatto un po’ strano vederti, si è licenziato così bene…
FF: Ci vediamo anche perché… Andate a fanculo, va!
E: È un po’ strano, si è licenziato così, fa musica per vivere…
P: Strano sì…