Tag: Marvin Gaye


J. Cole – Once An Addict lyrics




[Intro]
Right, right, right, right
Something’s got a hold on me
Right, right, right, right
Sometimes I think pain is just a lack of understanding
If we could only understand it all, would we feel no pain?
God must feel no pain
Something’s got a hold on me
Only joy
Does this mean even our suffering pleases him?

[Verse]
Lost in a cloud of marijuana
Young Carolina nigga, fish out of water
Step-daddy just had a daughter with another woman
Mama ain’t recover yet
Callin’ me at 12 at night
She drunk as f*ck and I’m upset
‘Cause why she always using me for crutch?
Growin’ up I used to always see her up
Late as sh*t, cigarette smoke and greatest hits from Marvin Gaye
She kill a whole bottle of some cheap chardonnay
I gotta leave this house ’cause part of me dies when I see her like this
Too young to deal with pain
I’d rather run the streets than see her kill herself
So ‘Ville became my escape from a feelin’ I hate
Mama cursing me out
Depression’s such a villainous state
I used to stay out later on purpose
Subconsciously I was nervous that if I came home early then what would surface was her inner demons
And then I’d have to end up seein’ my hero on ground zero
Tears flow while Al Green blow
Love and happiness
I wish that I could say the right words to cheer her up
I wish her son’s love was enough
I tell her, “Mama, go to sleep”
She tell me “Boy, hush. You better pray to God you never get your heart crushed”
I shake my head in frustration
Head to my room and I can still hear the tunes of my door shut
Fuck it though, a couple more months I’ll be gone
Off to college and dorms
Foolin’ myself, thinkin’ problems are gone
But now it’s 1 AM and my mama diallin’ my phone
I know she intoxicated and soon this high that I’m on comes crashin’ down
She lit, talkin’ drunk sh*t, I’m pissed
But I’m still all ears like basset hounds
Thinkin’ to myself, “Maybe my mama need help
Don’t she got work it the morning?
Why she do this to herself?
Hate how she slurrin’ her words
Soundin’ so f*ckin’ absurd
This ain’t the woman I know
Why I just sit and observe?
Why don’t I say how I feel?
When I do, she’s defensive for real
Well maybe things get better with time, I heard it heals”
Little did I know how deep her sadness would go
Lookin’ back, I wish I woulda did more instead of running

[Outro]
Something’s got a hold on me
I can’t let it go
Out of fear I won’t be free
Something’s got a hold on me
I can’t let it go
Out of fear I won’t be—
No!
Something’s got a hold on me
I can’t let it go
Right
Life can bring much pain
There are many ways to deal with this pain (right)
Choose wisely (right)




Wyclef Jean – Turn Me Good




The way you touch me
Your love is holy
Turn me good
The way you touch me
Your love is holy
Turn me good
What we gonna do when we get to Zion
I’ma love you all night
We gon’ be alright
What we gonna do when we get to Zion
I’ma love you all night
We gon’ be alright
When I couldn’t pay the rent
I had no money to spend
I was caught up in the trench
Now you’re the reason that we rich
When the feds raid the door
Put the shadow on the floor
They found them things in the drawer
You got me the lawyer for the court
What we gonna do when we get to Zion
We gon’ make love all night
Like a Marvin Gaye song
What we gon’ do when we get to Zion
We gonna make love all night
Like Mr. Marley
Turn down the lights
We don’t need no interruption
Turn down the lights
We can have a deep discussion
Turn up the lights, baby
You don’t gotta hide your imperfections
Turn down the lights
Ehh, what we gon’ do when we get to Zion
We gon’ make love all night
Like a Marvin Gaye song
What we gon’ do when we get to Zion
We gon’ make love all night
We gon’ be alright
Wait a minute baby
You’re so real
You shoot to kill
Ehh, in this cold world
We feel them chill
Zion awaits, yeah
I’m in the bed
At them golden gates
What we gon’ do when we get to Zion
We gon’ make love all night
And I’m feeling alright
What we gon’ do when we get to Zion
We gon’ be alright
We gon’ love all night
The way you touch me
Your love is holy
Turn me good
The way you touch me
Your love is holy
Turn me good


Trae tha Truth – Thuggin (feat. Young Thug & Skippa Da Flippa)


[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah
I got twenty thousand dollars on, know what I’m sayin’
I’ma head trade these, know what I’m sayin’
Uh, huh, huh

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I get M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Marvin Gaye, done got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soowoo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say free Meech
Show me how to treat this cougar

[Verse 1: Trae tha Truth]
Kilo my [?] I’m lookin’ like a trap
I get this money, run it like a lap
Blow through one-fifty, that’s without the cap
And broke my attention, that’ll get you slapped
Everything go so guess I’m tryna surf
Got your bitch watchin’, guessin’ what I’m worth
Know if she hop in here she getting work
I tell her go’n and take it like a perc
Asshole, I don’t go
Dip my chain in this snow
Bet my name you don’t know
Aim and shoot ’til I score
Have the whole hood on go
Everything big like Mo
H-Town, everything slow
I don’t make shit I can’t blow
Somethin’ exotic I got from Dubai
Whip Panameric to vision the sky
They say I’m not ’bout it, I tell ’em to try
But tha Truth get it poppin’ like fourth of July
Fuck is you watchin’, I’m fire like flames
Can’t picture me, bitch I’m out of your frame
King of the streets, you can’t quiet the name
Nigga pull up on me, I hop out, let it rain

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I get M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Marvin Gaye, done got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soowoo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say free Meech
Show me how to treat this cougar

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Balmain, Jimmy Choo shoes
Come here and pay my dues
Never send the bitch no nudes
Shawty wanna fuck my dude
I went broke, can’t lose
I pay the Jag, no news
Paid a couple bands for boots
Five thousand chains for the crew
I’m out the coupe
I’m ’bout to shoot
Wanna see a rich nigga from the go
I’m the proof
I cut my bread up with no butter, who are you?
I’m YSL, I’m filthy rich and so are you
I’ll never cross my guys, no no
I’ll never cross my guys, ayy (never, never, yeah)
I’m tellin’ the truth, ain’t nothin’ disguised
Five thousand dollars, I’ma go’n Xzibit my ride, ayy

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I get M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Marvin Gaye, done got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soowoo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say free Meech
Show me how to treat this cougar

[Verse 3: Trae tha Truth]
I ball out the gym, ain’t no doubt I’ma flex
What’s on my neck cost a hell of a check
Diamonds like water, shit guess I was wet
Blow through this money, no worries, I’m set
No point in United, I just bought the jet
Still keep a tool on me, guess I’m a threat
Bitch ain’t ’bout money, she sit like a pit
Nothin’ personal, I’m just out here to finesse

[Verse 4: Skippa Da Flippa]
I used to jugg in the trap
Too many sacks, you think I’m Warren Sapp
I used to hit licks and bust down the cap
Now I get backends all over the map
I beg your pardon, no I’m not sorry
Twin turbo Flippa just copped a Rari
I charge a ten to see me party
My white boys on Harleys and they go gnarly
Ice ice ice baby
Ice ice for my lady
Nothin’ but blue hundreds lately
He said he havin’, I told him to save it
Bricks in the basement, just bought a Mercedes
VS stones, no inside
In the lab like I’m Bill Nye
New Bentley with the frog eyes
I been chasing after dead guys

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I get M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Marvin Gaye, done got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soowoo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say free Meech
Show me how to treat this cougar


TLC – Way Back (Lyric Video)


[Verse: T-Boz]
It’s been a long, long time comin’
Ain’t seen you around
Time keeps on passin’
But you still my bitch
Can’t tell us nothin’
And it’s nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
We go way back

[Verse: Snoop]
Twistin’ up a twenty sack
Fishin’, listen, reminiscin’ bout the days of way back
Aye, where the ladies at?
I need a fine one, top designer
Baby can you help me find one?
A real one, not a phony, I wanna homie
Never leave me lonely, be my tenderoni
One hour photo together, take a few flicks together, that’ll last forever
Whether, we do, you do? me too
See through it all, now creep with the Dogg
Don’t let the rain drops stop ya, I got ya
This is so evolutionary proper
Now what the future holds, no one knows
But the past is a blast, game overload
It’s like Good Times, my favorite episodes
I’m just the same OG, givin’ y’all a little TLC

[Verse: T-Boz]
I’d like to think, when we were growin’ (growin’)
And shit got tough, we kept it goin’ (goin’)
Out in the streets, no signs of slowin’ (yeah)
It’s still nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me

[Bridge]
We go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back (yeah)
Cause we go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back
We go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me


TLC – Way Back (feat. Snoop Dogg)


[Verse: T-Boz]
It’s been a long, long time comin’
Ain’t seen you around
Time keeps on passin’
But you still my bitch
Can’t tell us nothin’
And it’s nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
We go way back

[Verse: Snoop]
Twistin’ up a twenty sack
Fishin’, listen, reminiscin’ bout the days of way back
Aye, where the ladies at?
I need a fine one, top designer
Baby can you help find one?
A real one, not a phony, I wanna homie
Never leave me lonely, be my tenderoni
When our photo together, take a few flicks together, that’ll last forever
Whether, we do, you do? me too
See through it all, now creep with the Dogg
Don’t let the rain drops stop ya, I got ya
This is so evolutionary proper
Now what the future holds, no one knows
But the past is a blast, game overload
It’s like Good Times, my favorite episodes
I’m just the same OG, givin’ y’all a little TLC

[Verse: T-Boz]
I’d like to think, when we were growin’ (growin’)
And shit got tough, we kept it goin’ (goin’)
Out in the streets, no signs of slowin’ (yeah)
It’s still nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me

[Bridge]
We go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back (yeah)
Cause we go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back
We go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me


Murs – Gbkw (God Bless Kayne West) (Captain California Album)


He’s running for his life
The fucked up thing is, this happens every other night
They see him comin’, they like, "wassup cuz?"
He in his uniform from Target so they sayin’ he’s a blood
They know he ain’t bangin’, they do it for entertainment
Let off a couple shots and they all start to chase him
Heart racin’, ’round the corner then he trip
That’s when he felt the chrome to his head and heard the click
And every day he puts his backpack on
His headphones in and he plays that song
And now he doesn’t feel so alone
Walkin’ out the door, he pray to God he make it home
And he just want to make it home
A young black man tryna make it on his own
All this craziness going on
He’s just trying to survive but they saying that he’s wrong
So God bless Kanye West
And every other brother of color that’s under stress
They wanna make you feel like you are less
Even though you didn’t make it, gotta deal with this mess
Hold your head, and always do your best
It’s a long race, you gotta pace your steps
And remember that you are blessed
It’s because God loves us that he puts us to the test
He’s running for his life
The fucked up thing is this week it happened twice
This time the eses, bald head and tattoos
Mad ’cause he datin’ they cousin and he a black dude
Hopped in they Regal, they chased him down Pico
He tried to hide in the crowd amongst the other people
High off sherm so they don’t give a shit
They rolled down the window and emptied the whole clip
And every day he puts his backpack on
His headphones in and he plays that song
And now he doesn’t feel so alone
Walkin’ out the door, he pray to God he make it home
And he just want to make it home
A young black man tryna make it on his own
All this craziness going on
He’s just trying to survive but they saying that he’s wrong
We in the struggle where the strong kill the strong
Bodies dropping in the ghetto all night long
Can’t seem to find a way for us all to get along
It’s like they the new Marvin Gaye, what’s goin’ on?
So God bless Kanye West
And every other brother of color that’s under stress
They wanna make you feel like you are less
Even though you didn’t make it, gotta deal with this mess
Hold your head, and always do your best
It’s a long race, you gotta pace your steps
And remember that you are blessed
It’s because God loves us that he puts us to the test
He’s running for his life
The fucked up thing is tonight is the black and white
They rolled up and told him, "freeze, don’t run!"
And that might sound easy, but you see he’s got a gun
You know he ain’t tryna be on no tough shit
But every single night he was tired of gettin’ fucked with
He dropped the gun and it let off a shot
So they returned fire as he ran down the block
This is a story with three different plots
In any of the three the hero could’ve been shot
Who really did the shooting don’t matter a whole lot
Either way a young man was gunned down on his block
And now he laying in the hospital
After all these years of dodging so many obstacles
It don’t matter if I tell you who’s responsible
It sucks that we’re living in a world where this is possible


TLC – Way Back Lyrics


Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like soft side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like old high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
I don’t…

I love to think
When we were growin
We kept it goin’ goin’
Out in the streets
It’s still nothin’ but a thing
To pick up where we left off


Murs – GBKW (God Bless Kanye West)


[Verse 1]
He’s running for his life
The fucked up thing, this happens every other night
They see him comin’, they like, "wassup cuz?"
He in his uniform from Target so they sayin’ he’s a blood
They know he ain’t bangin’, they do it for entertainment
Let off a couple shots and they all start to chase him
Heart racin’, ’round the corner then he trip
That’s when he felt the chrome to his head and heard the click

[Pre-Chorus]
And every day he puts his backpack on
His headphones in and he plays that song
And now he doesn’t feel so alone
Walkin’ out the door, he pray to god he make it home
And he just want to make it home
A young black man tryna make it on his own
All this crazy that’s going on
He’s just trying to survive but they saying that he’s wrong

[Chorus]
So God bless Kanye West
And every other brother of color that’s under stress
They wanna make you feel like you are less
Even though you didn’t make it, gotta deal with this mess
Hold your head, and always do your best
It’s a long race, you gotta pace your steps
And remember that you are blessed
It’s because God loves us that he puts us to the test

[Verse 2]
He’s running for his life
The fucked up thing is this week it happened twice
This time the eses, bald head and tattoos
Mad ’cause he datin’ they cousin and he a black dude
Hopped in they Regal, they chased him down Pico
He tried to hide in the crowd amongst the other people
High off sherm so they don’t give a shit
They rolled down the window and emptied the whole clip

[Pre-Chorus]
And every day he puts his backpack on
His headphones in and he plays that song
And now he doesn’t feel so alone
Walkin’ out the door, he pray to god he make it home
And he just want to make it home
A young black man tryna make it on his own
All this crazy that’s going on
He’s just trying to survive but they saying that he’s wrong

[Bridge]
We in the struggle where the strong kill the strong
Bodies dropping in the ghetto all night long
Can’t seem to find a way for us all to get along
It’s like they the new Marvin Gaye, what’s goin’ on?

[Chorus]
So God bless Kanye West
And every other brother of color that’s under stress
They wanna make you feel like you are less
Even though you didn’t make it, gotta deal with this mess
Hold your head, and always do your best
It’s a long race, you gotta pace your steps
And remember that you are blessed
It’s because God loves us that he puts us to the test

[Verse 3]
He’s running for his life
The fucked up thing is tonight is the black and white
They rolled up and told him, "freeze, don’t run!"
And that might sound easy, but you see he’s got a gun
You know he ain’t tryna be on no tough shit
But every single night he was tired of gettin’ fucked with
He dropped the gun and it let off a shot
So they returned fire as he ran down the block
This is a story with three different plots
In any of the three the hero could’ve been shot
Who really did the shooting don’t matter a whole lot
Either way a young man was gunned down on his block
And now he laying in the hospital
After all these years of dodging so many obstacles
It don’t matter if I tell you who’s responsible
It sucks that we’re living in a world where this is possible