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Apologies – Ollie lyrics




Lyrics Ollie – Apologies

Woaaah, late night I’ve been rolling through the town
Reminiscing ’bout the old days
Reminiscing at the fact that people would laugh when I had like no plays
Nowadays everybody buddy, buddy, buddy
I just think its funny, girls think they love me
This is hard work I ain’t ever lucky
Howie Mandel flow they can’t touch me
I’ve been investing my time, I’m ’bout blow up online
Labels be wanting a deal but I just keep hitting decline
I don’t miss nothing, I’m like McLovin
I’m like the best out there’s no discussion
Lotta rappers talking s**t these days but they only bluffing
Told you this was coming, now you lookin’ dumb
Chewing up your favorite rapper like some gum
I don’t got no feelings I’ve been feeling numb
Killing your career I do that for fun
You just want the money, you won’t ever get it
All your rap songs, sounding like a headache
I’ve been on a different level, don’t you get it
You just mumble like a b***h that’s pathetic
Goin’ in ’bout to lay the hammer down, I’m the best around
I’m the only one to make it out the town
You the only one who’s looking like a clown
I step in the booth, kill it for the youth, you don’t gotta clue
If the shoe fits then its ’bout you
Sorry in advance this I had to do
Sorry in advance I just tell the truth.(apologies)

You were never down for me, but now you tryna switch
My team full real ones, you would never fit
Its too late for apologies, its too late for apologies
I know what you want from me, you was on the low, low
Tryna take me out, now you at my doorstep
Begging for my help, its too late for apologies
Its too late for apologies, I know what you want from me, yeah yeahhh.

Okay, okay, okay I’m back
All of you critics are making me laugh
You pretty quiet when I come around
But when I’m not there you talking some trash
Ha, I promise I’m goin’ be the greatest
And I don’t make promises I can’t keep
I put the work in all day and night
This is something that cannot be teached
I feel like a beast, I’m goin’ ham
You cannot dodge the truth like ram
Honestly kinda like it when you hate me cause your girlfriend she a fan
You just a b***h, I got the hits
I’m in the starting line up never sit
If I was you and you were like me oh damn then I would pissed
I’m back on my flex, bet you never heard it like that
This is for the people who saying I don’t rap
Got bars for days, check accolades
You know I’m only spitting these facts
Bringing it back, bringing the heat
Only elite, now you can understand why I don’t sleep
You can never lap me, I don’t got no rap beef
These days I’m just feeling like Muhammad Ali, yeah
Going, going, going in, shout out my fans over in Berlin
I used to never get a lot, now I got it all
Feel like all I do is win versuri-lyrics.info
Recognize the name you know what is coming, I just made a lot
Started it from nothing, lotta people told me I would not be something
Lotta people looking dumb now they running.

You were never down for me, but now you tryna switch
My team full real ones, you would never fit
Its too late for apologies, its too late for apologies
I know what you want from me, you was on the low, low
Tryna take me out, now you at my doorstep
Begging for some help, its too late for apologies
Its too late for apologies, I know what you want from me, yeah yeah.

Yeah its too late for apologies, b*tch, hahaaa.
Ollie lyrics
Video Ollie




Yakuza – Veysel feat. Luciano songtexte




Songtexte Veysel – Yakuza

Schreibe Album im Jacuzzi
Meine Gang komm’n wie Yakuza
Mach mir bitte nicht auf Brudi
Mein Kumpel ist die Bazooka
Baba Steine, nur für Fuffi
Immer zufriedene Kundschaft
Deutsche Rapper sind nur Muschis
Ich komm’ und hol mir die Klunker.

Wer Eier hat, kommt, wer Eier hat, kommt. (x2)

Altendorfer Straße, New Jack City
Wallah, machen Hase, drück’ Packs, gib ihm
Rapper wollen alle wie Kanaken kling’n
Drücken Kohle ab und halten ihren Nacken hin
Bin ich auf Modus mach’ ich dich minus
Rund um den Globus, hunderte Kilos
Ganz kleine Picos machen auf Migos
Piss’ auf dein Logo, verbrenn’ deine Siedlung
Veysis Weg ist Carlito’s Way
Echte Schnee beim Videodreh
Die Waffe ist chrom, schallgedämpft
Lass’ Rapper oben am Galgen häng’n
High Noon, Blei, Barbecue
Und die Zeitung’n schreiben gar nicht gut
Die Szene am haten, d*ck mitgenomm’n
Komm in meine Gegend und du frisst Beton.

Schreibe Album im Jacuzzi
Meine Gang komm’n wie Yakuza
Mach mir bitte nicht auf Brudi
Mein Kumpel ist die Bazooka
Baba Steine, nur für Fuffi
Immer zufriedene Kundschaft
Deutsche Rapper sind nur Muschis
Ich komm’ und hol mir die Klunker.

Wer Eier hat, kommt, wer Eier hat, kommt. (x4)

Lucio, loco, woll’n die Kachis
Fühl’ mich wie Prinz von Zamunda
Stürm’ mit Chabbas jetzt dein’n Bunker
Will noch mehr lila, fünfhundert
Lucio, Zaza, komm, Negro
Versuri-lyrics.info
Berlin, mein Standort, Negro
Meine Gang: Yakuza, Bretter komm’n, Bazooka
Guck nicht so, Sharmuta, Zanotti Camouflage
Lieber langsam, Lucio kommt psycho
Locos und Zazas, anderes Niveau
Veysel, Lucio, gib ihn’n
Von Essen City bis hoch nach Berlin
Jack Daniel’s Cola, Modus bleibt Modus
Flieg’ weiter hoch, los, und hol’ jetzt mein Bonus
Spiel nicht mit Locos, ständig auf Fullsuff
Jagen nach Patte für Pradas und Krokos.

Flex, noch mehr Money, Gang wie Yakuza
Yakuza, fühl’ mich wie Prinz von Zamunda
Zamunda, fühl’ mich wie Prinz von Zamunda
Wie Yakuza, guck, meine Gang wie Yakuza.

Schreibe Album im Jacuzzi
Meine Gang komm’n wie Yakuza
Mach mir bitte nicht auf Brudi
Mein Kumpel ist die Bazooka
Baba Steine, nur für Fuffi
Immer zufriedene Kundschaft
Deutsche Rapper sind nur Muschis
Ich komm’ und hol mir die Klunkerrr.
Veysel songtexte
Video Veysel


Barenaked Ladies – Another Spin Lyrics


BARENAKED LADIES
Another Spin Lyrics

I had time to kill
One day in Alaska
I walked around until
I found the arts and crafts shop
I bought you a card
I don’t know where to send it
I wrote it from the heart
I’m not sure how to end it

I wonder–where have you been?
Will I see you again
I give the globe another spin
All this time I’m wonderin’
Give the globe another spin
Are you in
Berlin?

Sweet potato pie
Is what your mom would always make
Your father smoked a pipe
My hand crushed in his handshake
They say you took a job
Spying for the army
And had to relocate
With a new identity

I wonder–where have you been?
Will I see you again?
I give the globe another spin
All this time I’m wonderin’
Give the globe another spin

Are you in (are you in)
Afghanistan?

Are you in…


LCD Soundsystem – ​call the police Lyrics


We all, we all, we all, we all know this is nothing
We all, we all, we all, we all know this is nothing
We all, we all, we all, we all know this is nothing
This is nowhere
We all, we all, we all, we all know this is nowhere
There is no one
Here

It moves like a virus and enters our skin
The first sign devises, the second is moving to Berlin
But that’s not the state I’m in
The air is thin but that’s not the state

The old guys are frightened and frightening to behold
Their heads come out fighting and still doing what they’re told
But you’re waking a monster that will drive you from your orioles of gold
And your body will get caught

And we don’t waste time with love
It’s just death from above

Your head is on fire, your hands are getting weak
We all, we all get stupid in the heat
You’ve basted your brains with the shatter and defeat up on the street
And this is nowhere
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The early years were boring
The quiet, unhappy home
See mother was a cripple and my father was a drunk but gentle man
So we do the best we can

The is the plan
Where you’ll make ’em like a man

‘Cause we don’t waste time with love
Yeah, we don’t waste time with love
It’s just a push and a shove

Well, there’s a full-blown rebellion but you’re easy to confuse
By triggered kids and fakers and some questionable views
Oh, call the cops, call the preachers!
Before they let us and they lose

When oh, we all start arguing the history of the Jews
You got nothing left to lose
Gives me the blues

And we don’t waste time with love
And we don’t waste time with love

So call the police
Yeah, call the police
Yeah, call the police
Yeah, call the police
Yeah, call the police
Yeah, call the police
Just text the cops
Yeah, call the police
You’re crazy, man
Yeah, call ’em up
Just call the police
The first in line
They’re gonna [?]


Musicals – Chess – Embassy Lament lyrics


Embassy Officials:
Oh, my dear how boring,
He’s defecting
Just like all the others,
He’s expecting
Us to be impressed
With what he’s done here,
But he hasn’t stopped
To think about the paperwork
His gesture causes–
We’ve an embassy to run here.

If these people can’t strike
Blows for freedom
With a valid visa,
We don’t need ’em.
If we seem offhand
Then please remember
This is nothing very special
He’s the fourth we’ve had
Since last November.
Who do these foreign
Chappies think they are?

Official #1:
And when he’s safely in the West
He’ll be the hero to discuss.
The media will lionize him,
Fame and fortune plus,

Officials:
No-one will recall it’s
Thanks to us.

Official #1: [Spoken]
You have a wife?

Anatoly: [Spoken]
Yes.

Official #3: [Spoken]
You have two children?

Anatoly: [Spoken]
Yes.

Official #2: [Spoken]
And they’re not coming with you?

Anatoly: [Spoken]
No, not for the moment.

Official #4: [Spoken]
You play chess. You are good at it?
[Official #3 whispers in #4’s ear]
Oh. I hear you’re world champion.

Anatoly: [Spoken]
Since yesterday.

Officials: [Spoken]
That’s still good.
[Sung]
Have you an appointment
With the consul?
If you don’t
We know what his
Response’ll be,
He will not see you–
With respect it buggers up
His very taxing schedule,
Pushing peace and understanding.
Let us hope this won’t affect it.

Far too many joker
Cross the border,
Not a single
Document in order.
Russia must be empty
Though we’re all for
Basic human rights,
It makes you wonder,
What they built the Berlin wall for
Who do these foreign
Chappies think they are?

And when you’ve
Filled in all the forms,
And been passed
Clear of all disease,
Debriefed, debugged,
Dedrugged, disarmed,
And disinfected, please
Don’t forget the guys
Who cut your keys.


Alvarez Kings – Postcards From Berlin (Somewhere Between Album)


Soon enough
We will reach our destination
What a rush

Blurry eyed no time to climatize our minds
Hit highs and lows we’re comin’ down
And holding on
Never ever wanna let go.

Soon enough
We will reach our destination
What a rush
Blurry eyed no time to climatize our minds
Hit highs and lows we’re comin’ down
And holding on
Never ever wanna let go.

But you, you, you didn’t know
I was out in the cold
But you were never patient for my calls
Unlock the door to nobody else
You, you, you didn’t know
I was out of control
But you were never patient for my calls
Unlock the door to nobody else

To think of me and help you sleep
I’ll send a postcard every week
When you’re hurting I hope you get my
Postcard from Berlin
And you are smiling

Soon enough
We will reach our destination What a rush
Never ever wanna let go.

But you, you, you didn’t know
I was out in the cold
But you were never patient for my calls
Unlock the door to nobody else
You, you, you didn’t know
I was out of control
But you were never patient for my calls!

To think of me, and help you sleep
I’ll send a postcard every week
When you’re hurting I hope you get my
Postcard from Berlin
Remember me, don’t forget me…
I, will drink myself to sleep
Don’t forget me and I will see
Your face in every girl I meet

To think of me and help you sleep
I’ll send a postcard every week
When you’re hurting I hope you get my
Postcard from Berlin
Remember me, remember me
I will drink myself to sleep
Don’t forget me and I will see
Your face in every girl I meet


Ya salam – Kurdo songtexte


Songtexte Kurdo – Ya salam

Sonnenbrille so wie Stevie Wonder.
Jeden tag ist jetzt sonntag.
Links, rechts so wie Van Damme.
Rek digi digi bom boom.
Mit dem gang and the minibar.(ya salam)

Amsterdam, ya salam, ya salaaam.
Paris, yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Berlin, yaa salam, ya salaaam.
Versuri-lyrics.info
Bruxelles, yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Frankfurtm yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Hamburg, yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Kurdo songtexte
Video Salam


Gold – Liohn lyrics


Lyrics Liohn – Gold

You are like the beach with no ocean
Like Jay without Beyonce
You are like a party that’s okay
You’re like fifty shades without grey
You’re like getting drunk up in Amsterdam
Like Obama saying, “No, we can’t”
I don’t really know why I give a damn
But you’re still on my mind and I don’t understand.(gold)

Boy I want you here when you’re no good
I don’t really know-oh-oh
If only you could see what I could
Turn us into go-o-old
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-old
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-old.

You are like Holly, with no wood in
Like Phelps if he couldn’t swim
You are like tonic with no gin
Like a hipster without Berlin
You are like Bieber before the hype began
Like Obama saying, “No we can’t”
I don’t really know why I give a damn
But you’re still on my mind and I don’t understand.

Boy I want you here when you’re no good
I don’t really know-oh-oh
If only you could see what I could
Turn us into go-o-old versuri-lyrics.info
Turn us into, turn us into go-ooo-old
Turn us into, turn us into go-ooo-old
Turn us into, turn us into go-ooo-old
Turn us into, turn us into go-ooo-old.

Even though I really should
I knew that I never would
I can’t seem to let you go
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-old
Even though I really should
I knew that I never would
I can’t seem to let you go
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-old.

Boy I want you here when you’re no good
I don’t really know-oh-oh
If only you could see what I could
Turn us into go-o-old
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-old
Turn us into, turn us into go-o-olddd.
Liohn lyrics
Video Liohn


Drake & Giggs – Whippin’ Excursion (At The O2 Arena London) (Live)


[Intro]
(Beam me up Scotty)

[Verse]
Whippin’ excursion
Oh shit, I’ve gotta pick up that person
In the trap house, whipping that work and
You’re not a gangster, you’re just an internet version
Whippin’ that wurzel
You know me, I’ve got the littlest circle
Mrs in the crib, you know I’m keeping that fertile
We don’t take pictures, you know I’m keeping that personal
White so clean, you know I’m flipping that Persil
Soon be the million dollar man, like I’m living with Virgil
Real shit, seen a little rehearsal
Big gun like Rick, it’s like I’m living with Hershel
Gangster, gangster
I’m with Lisa and Jackie, grab Samantha
Little bit of Drake and brang that Sampha
I’m the darkest, rap Black Panther
Man don’t powder, and I doubt man pamper
Man are real badman, unnu dat man stand for
I’m in an HSB, I went and bucked one banker
A lot of man play Ken, but man ah badman Blanka
Grab it and swerve it, turn it, grab it and burn it
Banging that Kermit, you gotta grab it and firm it
Banging that German whip, slanging that Sherman
If man has to burn then fuck it, I’m grabbing that burner
I just linked up with Buck and I’m with Alex in Berlin
Gravity surfing, cavities hurting
Man of no mercy, man have been murking
Man are just actors, man are rehearsing
And man was all talking
Now man are reverting
And now man are converting


The Weeknd – When I (Pullin’ Up Demo) (The Xo Tapes B-Sides Album)


[Verse 1]
I don’t really know, when I know you’re saying
I’ve been living down, every note you’re saying
I don’t mean enough, but I know you’re saying
I’ve been taking all you know, but I know you’re saying
Ooh when I know you said
Ooh when I know you say

[Hook]
Tell them all to wait inside, when I’m pullin’ up
Tell them all to wait inside, when I’m pullin’ up
When I’m pullin’ up, when I’m pullin’ up
When I’m pullin’ up
When I’m pullin’ up, when I’m pullin’ up
When I’m pullin’ up

[Verse 2]
I don’t really know, when I know you’re saying
I’ve been living down, every note you’re saying
I don’t mean enough, but I know you’re saying
I’ve been taking all you know, but I know you’re saying
Ooh when I know your said (say)
Ooh when I know you say (Ohh, baby)

[Hook]
Tell them all to wait inside, when I’m pullin’ up
Tell them all to wait inside, when I’m pullin’ up
When I’m pullin’ up, when I’m pullin’ up
When I’m pullin’ up
When I’m pullin’ up, when I’m pullin’ up
When I’m pullin’ up

[Verse 3]
I was posted up in Berlin when you called me
It was early, yeah
I just got that picture that you texted
You look ready, girl don’t tempt me
I’m flying down, to shut it down
You tryna buy your ticket to me, [?]
Seems like my name, but I hide that shit around
Whatever makes you feel like you the baddest bitch around
I know that your other man, got feelings for you
Well now that I’m calling back, what you got is through
And I want to know you bae, are naughty
And don’t say nothing babe, to nobody
I make it to [?], she gave her selfie
I make it to [?], I know you gon’ be
I made it to tomorrow bitch
I make it to pussy
I made this song
I don’t be on, shut the fuck up

[Hook]
Tell them all to wait inside, when I’m pullin’ up
Tell them all to wait inside, when I’m pullin’ up
When I’m pullin’ up, when I’m pullin’ up
When I’m pullin’ up
When I’m pullin’ up, when I’m pullin’ up
When I’m pullin’ up


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