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LUPE FIASCO – NGL lyrics


Niggas wanna win
These niggas wanna win
These niggas wanna win
Everybody wanna be a mothafuckin’ winner
That ain’t how it work though, yeah

Ayy, ayy, disproportionate convictions
Especially when it come to our case (our case)
You seen the movie, they killed the nigga
Why you wanna be like Scarface?
That’s why niggas gon’ lose
Oh yeah, I said it, niggas gon’ lose
And you can have a friend and you can have a Benz
One’s sittin’ down, the other’s traffickin’
If you get the car then your friend dies
Havin’ one keeps the other one from happenin’
I hope a nigga don’t lose
Fuck that car, nigga
Niggas gon’ lose

And she want love, you only want sex
You got yours, she didn’t get hers
She got no respect, y’all had a son
She like, “Fuck you,” she only want a check
That lil’ nigga gon’ lose
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mothafucka, niggas gon’ lose
Yeah and these rap niggas talk about the hood
Like we all lames and they seen it
It’s entertain’, it’s cool as hell
That beat dope, that don’t mean shit
That’s why niggas gon’ lose
Fuck you talkin’? Niggas gon’ lose
If they legalize that whole thing
They doin’ weed, next cocaine
Niggas ain’t gon’ have no jobs
And Wall Street gon’ run the dope game
What a nigga gon’ do? Huh?
You niggas gon’ lose

And when you see me you don’t see yourself
That’s why I got no problem shootin’ me
Willie Lynch set the shit up beautifully
One of the reasons niggas ain’t got unity
That’s why niggas gon’ lose
Ayy fuck that shit, ayy, niggas gon’ lose, yeah
And most hood niggas is good niggas
In a heartbeat, I’ll shed blood for him
But he too stupid, he won’t sit down
That nigga too hot, I got love for him
That nigga gon’ lose
On my mama, that nigga gon’ lose, yeah
And you did it ’cause your daddy did it
But he locked up in there and ain’t happy with it
Do the same thing, get the same results
If your brain work then what’s the matter with it?
You knew you was gon’ lose
They told you, nigga
You was gon’ lose

I never met a saint, from no color
From nowhere, from no other
From no castle, from no gutter
It ain’t nobody that don’t suffer
Some niggas gon’ lose
Some niggas gon’ lose
Promised land, I don’t believe that
Had a dream and I don’t need that
Please God, send us some jobs
‘Cause my niggas really really need that
Or niggas gon’ lose
That’s right, niggas gon’ lose, yeah
And we sell dope then we turn around
Give the white people all our profits
Take a percentage of that, set it to the side
And send these lil’ niggas off to college
So niggas don’t lose
Yeah, niggas don’t lose
And if they offer somethin’, just take it
Then work hard, don’t waste it
Every castle started at the basement
Yeah your manager’s a racist
But you’re the one that’s gon’ lose
That’s right, niggas gon’ lose

And these niggas gon’ lose, oh
I said, I said everybody wanna be a winner
Everybody wanna be a winner
Be a mothafuckin’ winner
Never gotta worry ’bout nothin’
But some niggas gon’ lose
Yeah so niggas don’t lose
And it’s fucked up, some niggas gon’ lose
You wake up and you hear shots
Mean another nigga got his tear drops
And you call his phone and ain’t pickin’ up
And your stomach hurtin’, that fear drops
I hope a nigga ain’t lose


Lupe Fiasco – NGL lyrics


Niggas wanna win
These niggas wanna win
These niggas wanna win
Everybody wanna be a mothafuckin’ winner
That ain’t how it work though, yeah

Ayy, ayy, disproportionate convictions
Especially when it come to our case (our case)
You seen the movie, they killed the nigga
Why you wanna be like Scarface?
That’s why niggas gon’ lose
Oh yeah, I said it, niggas gon’ lose
And you can have a friend and you can have a Benz
One’s sittin’ down, the other’s traffickin’
If you get the car then your friend dies
Havin’ one keeps the other one from happenin’
I hope a nigga don’t lose
Fuck that car, nigga
Niggas gon’ lose

And she want love, you only want sex
You got yours, she didn’t get hers
She got no respect, y’all had a son
She like, “Fuck you,” she only want a check
That lil’ nigga gon’ lose
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mothafucka, niggas gon’ lose
Yeah and these rap niggas talk about the hood
Like we all lames and they seen it
It’s entertain’, it’s cool as hell
That beat dope, that don’t mean shit
That’s why niggas gon’ lose
Fuck you talkin’? Niggas gon’ lose
If they legalize that whole thing
They doin’ weed, next cocaine
Niggas ain’t gon’ have no jobs
And Wall Street gon’ run the dope game
What a nigga gon’ do? Huh?
You niggas gon’ lose

And when you see me you don’t see yourself
That’s why I got no problem shootin’ me
Willie Lynch set the shit up beautifully
One of the reasons niggas ain’t got unity
That’s why niggas gon’ lose
Ayy fuck that shit, ayy, niggas gon’ lose, yeah
And most hood niggas is good niggas
In a heartbeat, I’ll shed blood for him
But he too stupid, he won’t sit down
That nigga too hot, I got love for him
That nigga gon’ lose
On my mama, that nigga gon’ lose, yeah
And you did it ’cause your daddy did it
But he locked up in there and ain’t happy with it
Do the same thing, get the same results
If your brain work then what’s the matter with it?
You knew you was gon’ lose
They told you, nigga
You was gon’ lose

I never met a saint, from no color
From nowhere, from no other
From no castle, from no gutter
It ain’t nobody that don’t suffer
Some niggas gon’ lose
Some niggas gon’ lose
Promised land, I don’t believe that
Had a dream and I don’t need that
Please God, send us some jobs
‘Cause my niggas really really need that
Or niggas gon’ lose
That’s right, niggas gon’ lose, yeah
And we sell dope then we turn around
Give the white people all our profits
Take a percentage of that, set it to the side
And send these lil’ niggas off to college
So niggas don’t lose
Yeah, niggas don’t lose
And if they offer somethin’, just take it
Then work hard, don’t waste it
Every castle started at the basement
Yeah your manager’s a racist
But you’re the one that’s gon’ lose
That’s right, niggas gon’ lose

And these niggas gon’ lose, oh
I said, I said everybody wanna be a winner
Everybody wanna be a winner
Be a mothafuckin’ winner
Never gotta worry ’bout nothin’
But some niggas gon’ lose
Yeah so niggas don’t lose
And it’s fucked up, some niggas gon’ lose
You wake up and you hear shots
Mean another nigga got his tear drops
And you call his phone and ain’t pickin’ up
And your stomach hurtin’, that fear drops
I hope a nigga ain’t lose


J Cole – Change lyrics


[Intro]
My intuition is telling me there’ll be better days
Yeah
My intuition is telling me there’ll be better days
I like this tone—

[Verse 1]
Yeah, my intuition is telling me there’ll be better days
I sit in silence and find whenever I meditate
My fears alleviate, my tears evaporate
My faith don’t deviate, ideas don’t have a date
But see I’m growing and getting stronger with every breath
Bringing me closer to Heaven’s doors with every step
As we speak I’m at peace, no longer scared to die
Most niggas don’t believe in God and so they terrified
It’s either that or they be fearing they gon’ go to Hell
Asking the father for forgiveness—God, I’m overwhelmed (Please God, I want to go to Heaven)
As if he’s spiteful like them white folks that control the jail
See I believe if God is real, he’d never judge a man
Because he knows us all and therefore he would understand
The ignorance that make a nigga take his brother’s life
The bitterness and pain that got him beating on his wife

[Hook]
I know you desperate for a change let the pen glide
But the only real change come from inside (come from inside)
But the only real change come from inside (come from inside)
But the only real change come from—
In cemeteries or in chains I see men cry
But the only real change come from inside (come from inside)
But the only real change come from inside (come from inside)
But the only real change come from—

[Verse 2]
Yeah, my chosen religion: Jesus piece frozen from sinnin’
Doin’ dirt hoping to God, He know my intentions
To see a million ‘fore I see a casket
I got a baby on the way know he gon’ be a bastard
I’m living fast like I’m in a drag race, how that cash taste
When I was a senior I was ballin’ on my classmates
Niggas put three bullets in my car one hit the gas tank
Know I got a angel cause I’m supposed to have a halo
Right now, my lifestyle destined for a federal facility
For my ability to make them birds fly
Fiends wanna get higher than a bird’s eye view
And who am I tell a nigga what to do?
I just supply, it’s economics
My business ain’t got the suit and tie
Keep a pistol at all times, niggas want what’s mine
I can’t oblige dog, I work too hard
So reach for it, get referred to God; I’m going hard nigga

[Hook]
I know you desperate for a change let the pen glide
But the only real change come from inside
But the only real change come from inside
But the only real change come from—
In cemeteries or in chains I see men cry
But the only real change come from inside
But the only real change come from inside
But the only real change come from—

[Verse 3]
Yeah, prodigal son, got a new gun, this one
Don’t run out of ammo lately been working on my handles
Can I ball, become a star, and remain my self
If I fall, dust it off and regain my self
Fuck ’em all, they don’t know all the pain I felt
I’m in awe, after all the fame I felt I evolve
I no longer bury demons, I be a vessel for the truth
Until I’m barely breathing, I’m singing

[Bridge: Ari Lennox & J. Cole]
Life is all about the evolution
I give up, I give in, I move back a little
I live up, I look up, now I’m back for more
You can dream but don’t neglect the execution
I give up, I give in, I move back a little
I live up, I look up, now I’m back for more
Time is short that’s what somebody told me
I give up, I give in, I move back a little
I live up, I look up, now I’m back for more
Too short to keep following your homies
I give up, I give in, I move back a little
I live up, I look up, now I’m back for more

[Verse 4]
I reminisce back to a time where niggas threw they hands
All of a sudden niggas pop a trunk and then we scram
Finger on trigger make a little nigga understand
What it’s like to finally be the motherfuckin’ man
Eyes wide that’s from the power that the coward feels
Niggas die over bitches, disrespect, and dollar bills
Bloodshed that turned the city to a battlefield
I call it poison, you call it real (pop, pop, pop, pop)
That’s how you feel?

[Verse 5]
Pistols be poppin’ and niggas drop in a heartbeat
Scattered like roaches, a body laid on the concrete
Body laid on the concrete
Look, somebody laid on the concrete
No time for that, ain’t no lookin’ back, cause I’m running too
I made it home, I woke up and turned on the morning news
Overcame with a feeling I can’t explain
Cause that was my nigga James that was slain, he was 22
(Last night at around…) He was 22
(22 year old black male, suspect, poor…)

[Outro]
(I swear to God bruh)
We’re gathered here today…
(I swear to God)
To mourn the life of James McMillan Jr
(I swear to God—nigga, I’mma kill them niggas man)
A tragedy, another tragedy in the black community
(I promise you bro…)
We got to do better, people
22 years old, this boy was too young
(I promise you bro, I’mma kill them niggas yo…)
Our condolences go to his family, our prayers
(I’mma kill them niggas myself…)
We know he’s in a better place
We know he’s in a better place
But this has got to end, ladies and gentleman
We’ve got to come together, this is—this is beyond words
Now I’d like to open this ceremony with a verse fro—


Barenaked Ladies – Pinch Me letras

November 3, 2016

Lyrics

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It’s the perfect time of year
Somewhere far away from here
I feel fine enough, I guess
Considering everything’s a mess
There’s a restaurant down the street
Where hungry people like to eat
I could walk but I’ll just drive
It’s colder than it looks outside

Like a dream you try to remember but it’s gone
(Pinch me) Then you try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn
(I’m still asleep) When you try to see the world, beyond your front door
(Please God) Take your time, is the way I rhyme gonna make you smile
(Tell me) When you realize that a guy my size might take a while
(I’m still asleep) Just to try to figure out what all this is for

It’s the perfect time of day
To throw all your cares away
Put the sprinkler on the lawn
And run through with my gym shorts on
Take a drink right from the hose
And change into some dryer clothes
Climb the stairs up to my room
Sleep away the afternoon

Like a dream you try to remember but it’s gone
(Pinch me) Then you try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn
(I’m still asleep) When you try to see the world, beyond your front door
(Please God) Take your time, is the way I rhyme gonna make you smile
(Tell me) When you realize that a guy my size might take a while
(I’m still asleep) Just to try to figure out what all this is for

Pinch me, pinch me, cause I’m still asleep
Please God tell me that I’m still asleep

On an evening such as this
It’s hard to tell if I exist
If I pack the car and leave this town
Who’ll notice that I’m not around
I could hide out under there
I just made you say "underwear"
I could leave but I’ll just stay
All my stuff’s here anyway

Like a dream you try to remember but it’s gone
(Pinch me) Then you try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn
(I’m still asleep) When you try to see the world, beyond your front door
(Please God) Take your time, is the way I rhyme gonna make you smile
(Tell me) When you realize that a guy my size might take a while
(I’m still asleep) Just to try to figure out what all this is for

Try to figure out what all this is for
(Pinch me) (I’m still asleep) Try to see the world beyond your front door
(Pinch me) (I’m still asleep) Try to figure out what all this is for