Tag: TV


Nothing,nowhere. – Blood Lyrics (feat. KennyHoopla & JUDGE)


[Verse 1: nothing,nowhere.]
Razors on the dashboard
Sneaking in the backdoor
Don't wanna, but I can't stop
Maybe I will when I get caught, yeah
Blood on the seats now
Speeding, going downtown
Now I'm on the TV
And I want you to see me

[Pre-Chorus: nothing,nowhere.]
I know, I know, I know I need to stop
I know I need to stop (I know I need to stop)

[Chorus: nothing,nowhere.]
I know, I know, I know I need to stop
But I cannot, 'cause baby, you're my drug
And now I'm stuck, now I've got your blood on my hands
Blood on my hands
I know, I know, I know I need to stop
But I cannot, 'cause baby, you're my drug
And now I'm stuck, now I've got your blood on my hands
Blood on my hands

[Bridge: nothing,nowhere.]
(Now I've got your blood on my hands)
(Blood on my hands)
(Now I've got your blood on my hands)
(Blood on my hands)
[Verse 2: KennyHoopla]
See the city at night, licking your lips
Know exactly what you want, just how you wanna get it

I was staring in this mirror since the clock hit ten
Loose lips sink ships, so your smile locked in
This is something you can't sleep off
My love was with a Molotov
Pierce my skin, prove I'm not gone
I know we all somewhere

[Pre-Chorus: nothing,nowhere. & KennyHoopla]
I know, I know, I know I need to stop
I know I need to stop (This is something you can't sleep off)

[Chorus: nothing,nowhere.]
I know, I know, I know I need to stop
But I cannot, 'cause baby, you're my drug
And now I'm stuck, now I've got your blood on my hands
Blood on my hands
I know, I know, I know I need to stop
But I cannot, 'cause baby, you're my drug
And now I'm stuck, now I've got your blood on my hands
Blood on my hands

[Outro: nothing,nowhere.]
I know, I know, I know I need to stop
But I cannot, 'cause baby, you're my drug
And now I'm stuck, now I've got your blood on my hands
Blood on my hands


Tabby – Rosegold Lyrics


[Verse 1]
Your energy like TV static
And you’re mad at me when you see me dancing
I’m too old school to align the planets
That’s retrograde, my data ran out
So if you’re trying to reach me, I’m not around, it’s your own
A spoon full of sugar helps that shit go down (That shit go down)
Don’t come at me with same old, same olds (Ohh)
Tables have spun (Ohh)
We both got sprung (Ohh)
Knew we were drunk
Picked our poison (Ohh)
Boy forget what was (Ohh)
I know, my bad
Sorry I can’t

[Hook 1]
Get a hold of myself (Hey)
When you do your damn thing
And you’re well aware
But love actin' innocent
Got your queen robes on
I see everything (See everything)
Rosegold around your neck
Rosegold between your legs
Rosegold
Rosegold
[Verse 2]
Hold up
Did it need to go like this?
I’m just tryna figure out
The moment this all flipped (Hey), yeah
This that photosynthesis
But two can play at that game, pull the cords and then just dip

f*ck around with potions
Baby, I’ll make you a mix
Cassette to take with you the closer you get to that trip
You bound to take like Ye with Kim, that motorcycle shift
Akira, that motorcycle shift

[Hook 2]
Get a hold of yourself
When you’re in your damn head
And you’re well aware
But love actin' innocent (Actin' innocent)
Got your king robes on (King robes on)
They see everything
Rosegold around her neck
Nothing between your legs, ooh
Rosegold
Ooh, rosegold
Ooh, rosegold
Rosegold
Ahhh
[Outro]
Rosegold only thing that we wearin'
Rosegold only thing that we wearin'
Rosegold only thing that we wearin'
Rosegold only thing that we wearin' (Hey)
Baby, rosegold only thing that we wearin'
Rosegold only thing that we, that we
Rosegold only thing that we wearin'
Rosegold


Grouplove – Deadline Lyrics


Lying on the pavement
I'm looking at my old house
I'm thinking 'bout my basement
And how I got all burned out

All my life
All my life
All my life lost
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm a lost cause
You got me always thinking about

Everybody's got a place they like to go
I'll never never never make it on my own
I get the feeling that you wanna lose control
And you know that I'll go there with you
Everybody's got a place they like to hide

I think I lost my teeth down the street come marry me
I'm gonna smash my face in the cake and cеlebrate

I'm turning off the TV
Wish I had a bеdtime
God I miss my family
Living on a deadline
All my life
All my life
All my life lost
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm a lost cause
You got me always thinking about

Everybody's got a place they like to go
I'll never never never make it on my own
I get the feeling that you wanna lose control
And you know that I'll go there with you

Everybody's got a place they like to hide
I think I lost my teeth down the street come marry me
I'm gonna smash my face in the cake and celebrate

Taste that medicine
Tell me what we do again
Cause I've been searching my soul
It's feeling like it's only getting colder and colder within
I'm trying to find my way back to where I begin

All my life
All my life
All my life lost I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
A lost cause
Everybody's got a place they like to go
I'll never never never make it on my own
I get the feeling that you wanna lose control
And you know that I'll go there with you
Everybody's got a place they like to go
I'll never never never make it on my own
I get the feeling that you wanna lose control
And you know that I'll go there with you
Everybody's got a place they like to hide

I think I lost my teeth down the street come marry me
I'm gonna smash my face in the cake and celebrate


Akir – The Initiation Lyrics


Yo what you got for me man?
Yeah I got that red, black and green for you baby
C’mon c’mon c’mon, give it to me, I need it now
Got that good shit
C’mon, I need somethin now
Make you really right
Oooooooooooh~!

[Abiodun Oyewole:]
We were strung out, on revolution
Filled up the syringe with Mao and Marx and Malcolm and Finot
And OD’d, on the possibility of change
We could knock you out with our afros
Stop bullets with our dashikis
Beep beep, bang bang, ungawa, black powerrr
A change is comin, and nothin could stop it
We got hiiiiiiiiigh on blackness
Held our black fists up, and told the devil to suck
And made a commitment to disrupt the world
Kill a cop a day, give white girls no play
Make America pay for all her wicked ways

The shit was on, then it was gone
Just like an episode on TV
It got cancelled, and there was nothing to see
Panthers were turned into little p*ssycats
Revolution was commercialized, and had nothing to do with black
Crossovers in music, in clothes, in styles and sex
Became the norm, for what was comin next
But we never stopped makin babies
They came out breathin the vapors, of an aborted revolution
And all the failed capers, and the few who were escapers became stories
Some of us wanted to forget
So the sons of guns and the daughters of black order
Hopped into what was hip
And skipped over the scattered remains
Of a would-be revolution, turned into a game

Yeah, this is our legacy
Ha~!


Darlingside – Rodeo Lyrics


This is my first rodeo
I'm holding on tight to the rope
Don't know which way this will go

An aisle at the convenience store
Shoelace gray lottery floor
It feels like I've been here before
The clerk is a man behind glass
Behind his eyes is the past
Behind him the local news broadcast

There are only two ways you can go
Away from or back to your home
So I picture a gigantic road
Where everyone walks to the sun oh

This is my first rodeo
I'm holding on tight to the rope
Don't know which way this will go

Hoping on breakfast downstairs
My mom and my brother are there
Cinnamon toast in the air
The dogs are out back in the snow
TV, the clock radio
Everything talks in its home
As the months are zoomed too far in

These pages are pages I've read
And the places are places I've been
Oh

And today is the same as the rest
But sure it's shaped nonetheless
So I stand up and drop off my plate
Push out the door to the front gate

An aisle on a bus out of town
I feel my feet moving me down
The bus lifting up off the ground
Then the thoughts come and go for awhile
The parking lot fades into sight
The path to the beach in the streetlight

The door pulls the bus driver's hand
The curb pushes up to the sand
I step into an alien land
Oh

Where the sand brush and snow dunes descend
And ice water ocean begins
And I think I can see to the end
The winging the light in the wind


Mund De Carlo – Bekendt Lyrics


[Vers 1]
Jeg har en ven med brune øjne og bredt smilebånd
Fjerde søn i familien af en kurdisk og en mor fra Lebanon
Klarer sig med hvad han har lige ved hånden
Våben i hukommelsen, blokkens regler i munden, økonomien i lommen
Nul'te klas' med alle de unge shababs
Delte aviser ud på Blågaards plads
Puf-puf pas
Smidt ud af to skoler, låste ham fast
I systemet, da det tvang ham til at gå på glas
For fordomme forfølger en nybygger
Det startede bare med at drengene flippede 20'ere ud af bycykler
Med alderen blev han bevidst om hvad der trak de dybe skygger
Det absurd hvor meget ord som race og asyl fylder
Nu han venner med alle, men lytter til de rette folk
Gift men han spreder sandhed, gør sin mami stolt
Aktiv rolle i folkets hus, job som arabisk tolk
Videre fra de stramme tider, Nørrebro sammenhold

[Omkvæd]
Vi træder ved siden af
Hinanden hver dag
Vi ku' være hinanden bekendt
Vi træder ved siden af
Hinanden hver dag
Vi ku' være hinanden bekendt
[Vers 2]
Jeg har en veninde fra et sted hvor alting ik' er lige i nærheden
Hvor der var lydbånd og tegneblokke på pigeværelset
Den jyske vestkyst skyllede roen, familiehjertet
Til filmskolen sat' et par kroner mer' på frimærket
Tilflytter i milleniummets Nørrebro
En mand blev skudt ved hendes dør efter den første uge
Som lille slog hun sin fugl ihjel ved et uheld da døren slog
Og siden har hun været bange for ting der ik' kan ændres og gøres goe
Hun følte sig hjemme, stille og roligt
Med jantelovs fravær og mennesker der matchede hende personligt
Givende bydel at bo i
For en der tænker større, det at skille sig ud i forstaden er næsten helt umuligt
Men hun savner de rene gader uden os og larm
Kreativ kedsomhed og bølgerne der bruser frem
Drømmer om at flyve i luftballon mod solnedgangen
Og gi' sin datter om opvækst der kan gro hendes poler sammen

[Omkvæd]
Vi træder ved siden af
Hinanden hver dag
Vi ku' være hinanden bekendt
Vi træder ved siden af
Hinanden hver dag
Vi ku' være hinanden bekendt

[Vers 3]
Jeg har en homie, med et af de pulsende egns hjerter
Stretch i ørerne og en tolerance tærskel med strækmærker
Han finder timer i døgnet der ik' er der
Ud af en venstreorienteret familie med raketter og rækværker
Næstekærligheden er diesel til hans motor
I ungdomshusets kamp hvor politiske aktioner
Mod kapitalismens kvoter og diskrimination
Der kæmper han for den kultur der ku' være lige hvad vi har brug for
Vækstlags entreprenør, gi'r branchen kulør, talenter den chance de søger
Graf og hiphop ambassadør
Sprudlende men skrantende miljøer når kommuner har brændt hver en øre
Værdierne piercet fast i mund og bryst holder faklen tændt
For hvad hjertebørnene måtte kravle hen
Efter en kunstpause flytte han og Nørrebro sammen igen
Da han i 012 overtog sit barndomshjem

[Omkvæd]
Vi træder ved siden af
Hinanden hver dag
Vi ku' være hinanden bekendt
Vi træder ved siden af
Hinanden hver dag
Vi ku' være hinanden bekendt

[Vers 4]
Jeg har en overbo der kom her til i 91
Overvældende kvarter for en beskeden eksistens
Der ikke vil ende som småborgerligt stenaldermenneske
Med dem der defineres af hvad de ser når TV'et tændes
Værten i sin opgang, let at falde til
Fest i det latinamerikanske kælder atallier
Irakisk kæreste, fornyet selvopfattelse
Skålede i linje fem for Laudrup og dansk genopstandelse
Fuldt udviklet kulturbevidsthed
Humus og Hus Forbi med hjem til sit skjulte fristed
Men andels kronen blev fordoblet med årtusindeskiftet
Og hang utilsigtet underklassen op på krucifikset
Tvang de småt bemidlede til at flytte der fra
Opgangen fyltes med højtlønnede yngre par
Skabte spændinger i by hjerternes lymfekar
Råb og blikke følte hun stod på mål for deres bekymringer
Men hun har aldrig været i tvivl om at blive
Selv om tilliden til samfundet ik' er lige så massiv
Nørrebro'er til hun bæres ud af sit tidslomme liv
Og i kælderen kom et kreativt musikkollektiv


Quando Rondo – Cest Friends Lyrics


[Intro]
Cxb know he go crazy
SephGotTheWaves
Ayy

[Refrain]
I done fucked all them hoes that you see on TV
That shit right there don’t amaze me
Jump in the Rolls truck, then I do the dash to the three
I hope the police don’t chase me
Only dope Little Timmy gon’ roll up is O double P
We smokin’ him, purple, baby
And the can Coca-Cola I pour up when drinkin’ on lean
It got me doin’ amazin’

[Verse 1]
I’m in the ‘Nolia, my soldier, he only thirteen
Been clutchin’ Glocks and .380s
Four hundred racks, I don’t think it can fit in my jeans
I never went to the eighth grade
Double-O block, know thе man up in Heaven can see me
Hе love to throw up the A-Town
I’ll hit your flight, when you comin’ right over to see me?
I need to touch on my baby
‘Bout the chains ’round my neck, drop some guap on your motherfuckin’ beanie
This shit remind me of slavery
Olajuwon, I be ballin’ so hard like I’m Keemy
Or better yet, more like Dwyane Wade
I left some more than the blood on the motherfuckin’ cement
Christians was bleedin’ the hard way
Straight out the mud, had to climb out the deepest of deeper
To this day I don’t know what was y’all way

[Chorus]
It’s like my heart gettin’ colder
Somehow my arms still open when you need me, I hold ya
Still down at my lowest, so much weight on my shoulder
Too solid to fold, you know I ran with them vultures
It’s like every time I see them, girl, I think of us
Stars on the Rolls-Royce
Every time I see ’em, girl, I think ’bout the both us
Don’t you worry ’bout what they speakin’, baby girl, they don’t know us
‘Cause I see the both us, I see the both us
Yeah, I see the both us, girl, I see the both us

[Verse 2]
Let’s go out of town, let’s go hop in the Lamb’
Take a pic on the block just to post on the ‘Gram
The way you took my heart made me feel like a scam
She call me Martin, my Gina, no Pam
Hit that thang from the back, got me sayin’, “Yes, ma’am”
Smokin’ opps like it’s wax on the corner with candles
Let you open the box, got some brand new Margielas
I don’t care ’bout no stocks, I’m investin’ in stretchers
Lil’ shawty, your heart, it come off Disney Channel
She need to stop playin’ ’cause I wanna main her
I’m drinkin’ lean out a plastic container
Glock with a big magazine, I’m a danger
Gun you down if you want, I don’t fuck with no strangers
You ain’t kept it one hundred, so don’t throw the gang up
I’m from a side of a town where it’s dangerous
How the fuck did you die? You just walked out, let’s go

[Refrain]
I done fucked all them hoes that you see on TV
That shit right there don’t amaze me
Jump in the Rolls truck, then I do the dash to the three
I hope the police don’t chase me
Only dope Little Timmy gon’ roll up is O double P
We smokin’ him, purple, baby
And the can Coca-Cola I pour up when drinkin’ on lean
It got me doin’ amazin’

[Chorus]
It’s like my heart gettin’ colder
Somehow my arms still open when you need me, I hold ya
Still down at my lowest, so much weight on my shoulder
Too solid to fold, you know I ran with them vultures
It’s like every time I see them, girl, I think of us
Stars on the Rolls-Royce
Every time I see ’em, girl, I think ’bout the both us
Don’t you worry ’bout what they speakin’, baby girl, they don’t know us
‘Cause I see the both us, I see the both us
Yeah, I see the both us, girl, I see the both us


Weezer – She Needs Me Lyrics


[Verse]
In this big bad world, there’s things I do
When she needs help, I come through
Sometimes she hands me a jar of Jif
And I feel good when I open it

[Chorus]
She needs me
She needs me
And that’s why I need her
She needs me
She needs me
It’s us against the world

[Verse]
I’m pretty good with a TV remote
When I record her favorite shows
I know how to listen when she’s upset
And I keep her warm when she goes to bed

[Chorus]
She needs me
She needs me
And that’s why I need her
She needs me
She needs me
It’s us against the world
She’s mine, all mine
She’s mine, all mine
She likes it that way almost all of the time
She’s mine, all mine
She’s mine, all mine
Don’t mess with my girl, no!

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
She needs me
She needs me
And that’s why I need her
She needs me
She needs me
It’s us against the world
We all need a reason to live
So don’t ever fall for the freedom bid
Free as a bird I flew down that road
Take it from me, it’s a horror show

[Outro]
She needs me
She needs me
And that’s why I need her
She needs me
She needs me
It’s us against the world
She needs me
She needs me
She needs me
Ooh
She needs me (She needs me)
She needs me (She needs me)
And that’s why I need her (And that’s why I need her)
She needs me


Smithfield – Something Sexy Lyrics


[Verse 1]
It’s a lights down, lay around, T-shirt on the couch
Turn the TV on, just to wind up makin’ out kind of night
Gotta set the mood just right
Well, sit tight, baby, and I’ll be right back
We need a soundtrack for a kiss like that
Let’s start this night together
Slippin’ that cover off a record

[Chorus]
And put on somethin’ sexy
Little Tim and Faith, ’bout to make
Love all night long
Come on, baby, let me
Take you to church, get to work
Love you like a wreckin’ ball
I melt, I swear
Baby, I’m amazed by you, wanna lay by you
Like it’s “Raining on Sunday”
Let’s leave our clothes on the floor, babe
And put on somethin’ sexy

[Verse 2]
Well, I’m way too country for some Barry White
And even Marvin Gaye needs a day off some nights
But Chris Young’s singin’ ’bout a black dress
Yeah, that’s about as good as it gets

[Chorus]
So put on somethin’ sexy

Little Tim and Faith, ’bout to make
Love all night long
Come on, baby, let me
Take you to church, get to work
Love you like a wreckin’ ball
I melt, I swear
Baby, I’m amazed by you, wanna lay by you
Like it’s “Raining on Sunday”
Let’s leave our clothes on the floor, babe
And put on somethin’ sexy, yeah

[Bridge]
Come a little closer, don’t close your eyes
We’re burnin’ it down tonight

[Chorus]
So put on somethin’ sexy
Little Tim and Faith, ’bout to make
Love all night long
Come on, baby, let me
Take you to church, get to work
Love you like a wreckin’ ball
I melt, I swear
Baby, I’m amazed by you, wanna lay by you
Like it’s “Raining on Sunday”
Let’s leave our clothes on the floor, babe
And put on somethin’ sexy

[Outro]
Oh woah, woah
Put on somethin’ sexy
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mmm, yeah (Oh, mmm)


Randy Stonehill – Awfully Loud World Lyrics


It’s an awfully loud world; you can’t hear yourself think,
It can make you join the monastery, it can drive you to drink, oh.

With the sound of the bullets flying and the sound of the children crying,
Yeah, the sound of the man on the TV commercial, selling you what you’re buying.

It’s an awfully loud world if you make a big noise, well, well, well,
And if you’re marching to a different drum, it don’t go over big with the boys.

It’s the sound of the party you revel and the sound of that money metal,
Yeah, the sound of the band on the radio station singing “Sympathy for the Devil”.

Hey, it’s an awfully loud world,
You can’t hear,
Awfully loud world,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
And baby, it’s an awfully loud world,

That’s right,
Baby, it’s an awfully loud world,
Day and night, night and day,
No wonder you can’t get away.

With the sound of the big wheels turning and the sound of a little world squirming,
And the sound of the kiddies at the cartoon altar – it’s teaching them what they’re learning.

It’s an awfully loud world in an awfully small room,
And it gets so much you can’t hear nothing else, and not a soul is immune,
It’s an awfully loud world screaming louder each day,
We’re crying, cut it out, shut it down, someone make it please go away.

It’s an awfully loud world,
It’s an awfully loud world,
It’s an awfully loud world,
It’s an awfully loud world.

That’s right,
That’s right.


Joseline Hernandez Calls Out Wendy Williams Over Toxic Comments


Joseline Hernandez is the latest to put Wendy Williams in her place as an argument spiraled out of control during an interview on the Wendy Williams Show. It wasn’t much for Wendy, though, as she was able to navigate the interview back on course.

It started when Joseline Hernandez joined the show virtually for an interview and immediately set the tone for the remainder of the interview as she asked Wendy Williams to give her “her flowers” during the show, saying that each time she appeared on the show, Wendy has failed to acknowledge her accomplishments.

“I hope you gonna give me my flowers today, I hope you gonna honour how much work I’ve put out there. I hope you’re gonna not kinda like throw this off outside of everything I’ve done. I’m an accomplished woman and I feel like everything I come to your show, you don’t give me those flowers now,” Hernandez said while adding, “and Wendy you’re 35 years my senior,” to which Wendy says, “ouch, shade.”

Hernandez went on to say that every time she came on Wendy’s show, she was compared to other women but that she was doing well on TV, to which Wendy Williams objected.

“I have the number one show in the country,” Hernadez asserted

But Wendy was quick to fact check her- “No, you’ve the number one show on Zeus, and you’ve been renewed for a third season in the country, which is to be commended.”

Wendy then tried to steer the interview back in the right direction as she said she too felt undervalued as a woman doing her show when men doing the same thing earned more than her. “Shoe cam please,” she said as she tried to get back to the planned interview.

Hernandez was not done yet as she doubled down and drew for a cutting insult to Wendy-

“As a woman to woman and this is not about men, we should uphold each other higher, not go against each other or compare woman to another woman when every woman out here in pop culture is handling their business and is doing great…I came from the gutter Miss Wendy, give me that respect,” she said.

“We love you but at the same time you have to do better. You not in an abusive relationship anymore you don’t deal with that man anymore, you should be in a better place and when people come to your show especially black culture you should be nicer to us the ladies, you should respect us, you should give us our flowers while we’re here, and you should tell us how proud you are of what we’ve done in the streets.”

Wendy again tried to get back to the show “lemme see your shoes, Joseline.” Hernandez continued to press on, which led to Wendy throwing flowers that she picked off her side table at the camera “here’s a flower, come on, look I just gave you flower.”

“I’m not gonna let you play me anymore Miss Wendy and I’m not gonna let anybody on national TV or anybody disrespect me..” Hernandez says as she goes off in a rant.

Wendy asks the producers to “pull the plug.”

Wendy was able to calm down Hernandez as the interview progressed to her personal life, which shows how masterful an interviewer Wendy is. Of course, the temper of the Puerto Rican Princess was not too much for Wendy to handle as she ended the segment “of course I have the number one show and you can have number two,” as Hernandez complimented Wendy on her personality.

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Weezer – I Need Some of That Lyrics


[Verse 1]
Summer time, I press rewind
And go back to a simple place
When I was just a little punk
Daydreaming of my escape

Listening to Aerosmith
Later on I will call my mom
Now I’m pluggin’ in to a Marshall stack
I can be anything I want

[Chorus]
I need some of that
It’s just what I need
I need some of that
We’ll be riding our ten-speeds
I need some of that
Even if we blow up, we’re never gonna grow up
This is where it’s at

[Verse 2]
I’ve been around, around the world
And I’ve seen all kinds of hoods
But this is mine, it’s dear to me
‘Cause here I’m understood

[Chorus]
‘Cause I need some of that
Don’t ever leave me
I need some of that
There’s nothing on TV
I need some of that
Even if we blow, we’re never gonna grow up
This is where it’s at

[Bridge]
Even when the sun was fading
I was in my hatchback raging
Riding up and down this block
‘Cause I own this block
I need some of that
It’s just what I need
I need some of that
We’ll be riding our ten-speeds
Even if we blow up, we’re never gonna grow up
‘Cause this is where it’s at

[Chorus]
I need some of that
Shake it up baby
I need some of that
You’re driving me crazy
I need some of that
Even if we blow up, we’re never gonna grow up
‘Cause I need some of that

[Outro: Rivers Cuomo, Ric Ocasek, Karl Koch]
What bus is that? One?
Mhm
Okay, this is top secret shit, you’re not supposed to, like, film these boards. It’s got all our ideas on it
Plus, you’re not supposed to film him
Yeah you can’t film me
He’s copyrighted
Can’t film what?
I’ve got a copyright on this face
So you’re saying that I can’t do this?
No you can’t do that. You can’t film


Marillion – Living With The Big Lie Lyrics


It all began with the bright light
The bright light and the noise
The chaos of the senses
And the scream of desire

Touchin’ and bein’ touched
A million lose ends to tie up
Tickin’ of the clock
And the cradle rock

The colors stand still
And then they move around
Comin’ in and out of focus
Upside down

Empty winter trees
How space feels
Love of the soft
Flowers and the sky

One fine day
The chaos subsides
Bleeds into awareness
And a lifetime of surprise

The beauty of your mother’s eyes
The pain when you fall
You drink it in and marvel at it all
But you never really figure it out
You get used to it

The babble of the family
And the dumb TV
Roar of the traffic
And the thunder of jets

Chemicals in the water
Drugs in the food
The heat of the kitchen
And the beat of the system

The attitude of authority
And the laws and the rules
Hit me square in the face
First morning at school

The heroes and the zeros
The first love of my life
When to kiss and to kick

And to keep your head down
When they’re choosin’ the sides

I was never any good at it
I was terrified most of the time
I never got over it
I got used to it

Alone in the city
At seventeen
With the hollow, the lonely
The drowning and the drowned

I was made to feel worthless, the wretched and the mean
Beat me up like a weapon
I can’t run away from or find a way ’round
Holdin’ on, holdin’ on

The greed and the missiles
Exploding somewhere every day
Hideous dark secrets under the sea
And in holes in the ground

The cold war’s gone
But those bastards’ll find us another one
They’re here to protect you, don’t you know?
So get used to it, get used to it

Oh, the clash of religions
And the loaded prayers
Information the face of starvation
And the state of the nation

The sense that it’s useless
And the fear to try
Not believin’ the leaders, the media that feeds us
Livin’ with the big lie

You get used to it
Hey, you get used to it
It’s okay, it’s okay, you get used to it


Bigkaybeezy – El Chapo Lyrics


[Intro]
(Run that back Khi)
Big El Chapo status, in this bitch I'ma go crazy
Big El Chapo status, you what the f*ck going on
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Big El Chapo status, Big El Chapo status, El Chapo status
Big E'l Chapo status
Hold on bitch you know what the f*ck it is T-gang shit
Big El Chapo, uh

[Chorus]
Big El Chapo status, we hide the ARs and the Bricks in the mattress
They came with a warrant, I hid in the attic
Escape route, back of the pantry
Baby drac' in the drawers, the cabinet
Either way this shit play out, I'm letting them have it
I'm up, I'ma spray with the ratchet
Why that boy never slide? Tell that nigga get at me
I ride with the rod, I get active

[Verse 1]
But they put me on, James Bond, bro grab the gadget
And I'm passing the rock with no attribute
Ain't no way 'til we stopping, we in traffic
Baby Dracos and Glocks, call me daddy
Where you at? Drop the pin, what's the addy'?
Like a TV with no cable, I'm with the static
Get took out ya' hat like a rabbit
Wrap em up, make that f*ck-nigga vanish
I ain't hear him say, "Money," he talkin' in Spanish
The handgun be coming in handy
I don't need the whole drum but I'm tryna do damage
Now f*ck nigga run me the cabbage (Man run me that shit)
Put somethin' in the package
Like a fifth, put that boy in the baggie
And I'm fresh as bitch in this cartel swagger
[Chorus]
Big El Chapo status, we hide the ARs and the Bricks in the mattress

They came with a warrant, I hid in the attic
Escape route, back of the pantry
Baby drac' in the drawers, the cabinet
Either way this shit play out, I'm letting them have it
I'm up, I'ma spray with the ratchet
Why that boy never slide? Tell that nigga get at me
I ride with the rod, I get active

[Verse 2]
You know I'm with the squad and we stay wreakin' havoc
I just played 2K in the mansion
I'm shining grenades, making plays on the tablet
Third, taking off with the Mavericks
I just quit, I couldn't let that shit happen
Now I'm rich than a bitch, you can tell by the fabric
I'll still lay you down like a pallet
p*ssy just hit the ground like a mattress
When they hear I'm in town all the f*ck niggas scatter
Two late up the K and do magic
When it come off my waist, I'ma blast it
Smoke a eigth to the face, I don't pass it
Strech 'em out with the K like he Mr. Fantastic

[Chorus]
Big El Chapo status, we hide the ARs and the Bricks in the mattress
They came with a warrant, I hid in the attic
Escape route, back of the pantry
Baby drac' in the drawers, the cabinet
Either way this shit play out, I'm letting them have it
I'm up, I'ma spray with the ratchet
Why that boy never slide? Tell that nigga get at me
I ride with the rod, I get active
[Outro]
But they put me on, James Bond, bro grab the gadget
We in traffic, uh
Come standin', uh
Pow, pow, pow


BROCKHAMPTON – SEX Lyrics


[Intro]
Yeah, that’s cool
And I take a chunk of it, some of it

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I done came down, bumpin’ flexy
Niggas all around me, lookin’ sexy
Locked in the crib, smokin’ on some shit
Got a nigga seein’ stars, that’s just how a nigga live
These birds seem like they’re goin’ nowhere these days
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Turn me up, I’m tryna get in tune with the DJ
Yeah, yeah (Yеah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
Sim Simma, who got thе keys to my Beamer?
Young rich nigga steppin’ in the arena
Baby girl a dreamer, give me brain like Eureka!
I’m observin’ everything around me, now I’m Eva
You know I’m that nigga, did you get amnesia?
Spinnin’ in San Marcos, shout out Pauline with the pizza
I’m the diarrhoea, fold ’em like tortilla
Stayin’ on my toes, baby, ballin’ ballerina
Who you think you talking to? I got no idea
TV on paprika, smokin’ anaesthesia
Hit ’em with the cleaner, young street sweeper
Sound gettin’ meaner, while a nigga gettin’ greener

[Verse 3: Matt Champion]
Easy with the teeth before you choke on this dick
Meet ya [?] on the rest, walk off the lips (Straight off the lips)
I ain’t sayin’ no names since it cut me a check
Baby up in Villa and I love the whole set
Let it sit (Let it sit)
Got the glitter (Got the glitter)
Oh, your thick lil’ thighs got a grip on me
Watch you ride on me, lil’ bitch slide on me (Slide)
Pullin’ out, then bust it open, let her shimmy on me
Push it, push it, push it just like this
Shake it, shake it, shake it out the dress

[Verse 4: Joba]
Weed going straight to my head
Meet me on the bed
Kick off my kicks
She fiend for the dick
Spit on the tip
Spit in her mouth
Cum on the couch
I don’t give a fuck, take you to the steam room, rinse off the nut
Bitch, we goin’ nuts, bitch ’bout to bust
Me and all my dogs stayin’ up
Sleep is for the weak, so I tweak goin’ dumb

[Refrain: Joba]
You know I get wicked
You know I get down
Y-you know I get wicked
You know I get down
Y-you know I get down
You know I get down
Y-you know

[Verse 5: Bearface]
Smack that, when she playin’ Boujou in the motherfucking hatchback
How you throwin’ all that ass expectin’ me to catch that?
Knew you tryna tell me with that Tennessee accent
This a crazy story, wait a minute, let me backtrack
She just told me grip up on her shoulders, make her back crack
Said her pussy water, I’m a dog and I’ma lap that
Heard me hit that high note, I can [?] and she can match that
She said, “What you talkin’ boy, I’m sick of all the backchat”

[Verse 6: Merlyn Wood & Bearface]
Does your man even exist? Lil’ bitch, I ain’t seen him yet
Tear that ass up, make your man do the RENTAL vid
Slim thick and she finna hit like a cigarette
Take you where you want, like my Glock if you take the stick
Señorita, qué lo qué? (Qué lo qué?)
Ooh lil’ mami, wish I knew what you said (I wish I knew)
She Boriqua with the braids
I guess she a genius way she do it with the brain
Throw it ’til you’re tappin’ out, throw it ’til your back blow out
Throw it like you Tarzan, this big dick you swingin’ on
Ass ripple like avalanche, dancin’, I’m skiin’ on it
Hit my cup slow to this, drop it low to this
No, I don’t miss the bitch, ’cause I don’t miss, bitch
Hit my cup slow to this, drop it low to this
No, I don’t miss the bitch, ’cause I don’t miss, bitch

[Refrain: Joba]
You know I get wicked
You know I get down
Y-you know I get wicked
You know I get down
Y-you know I get down
You know I get down
Y-you know I get down


Demi Lovato – The Way You Don’t Look at Me Lyrics


[Verse 1]
Hmm, I’ve lost ten pounds in two weeks
‘Cause I told me I shouldn’t eat
I gained a new vice way more than twice
I’ve slept on bathroom floors
I lost my temper and locked in my fingers
Looking for answers there aren’t really answers for

[Pre-Chorus]
And I’ve been to hell and back
But this isn’t that

[Chorus]
‘Cause when you say nothing
It’s much worse than things I’ve overcome and
This hurts harder than my time in heaven
You don’t think I see
The way
You don’t look at me

[Verse 2]
Turned off the TV
I close the windows
So tell me what’s on your mind
That makеs you so selective
I’m not afraid of natural disastеrs
But I’m so scared if I undress that you won’t love me after

[Pre-Chorus]
And I’ve been to hell and back
But this isn’t that

[Chorus]
‘Cause when you say nothing
It’s much worse than things I’ve overcome and
This hurts harder than my time in heaven
You don’t think I see
The way
You don’t look at me

[Post-Chorus]
The way you don’t look at me
The way you don’t look at me

[Bridge]
Yeah, I’ve been to hell and back
But this isn’t that
As a matter of fact
As a matter of fact

[Chorus]
‘Cause when you say nothing (Ahh)
It’s much worse than things I’ve overcome and (Ahh)
This hurts harder than my time in heaven (Ahh)
You don’t think I see (Ahh)
The way
You don’t look at me


Theodore Kidd – Dear Lyrics


[Verse I]
Down by the river
I wrote this little song
It sounds a lot like this one
That you're hearing all day long
Turn on the TV
And turn up the radio
Winter just arrived
And now it's time for it to go

[Pre-Chorus]
I may be bored or I may be tired
I could be wrong but it's down to the wire
I tell ya things that ya wanna hear
But I'm sick of the pain you give me

[Chorus]
Dear
Dear
Dear
Dear

[Verse II]
Down by the river
I wrote this little tune
It sounds a lot like this one
That you're hearing in the afternoon
[Pre-Chorus]
I may be bored or I may be tired
I could be wrong but it's down to the wire
I tell ya things that ya wanna hear
But I'm sick of the pain you give me

[Chorus]
Dear
Dear
Dear
Dear


Maroon 5, Megan Thee Stallion – Beautiful mistakes


It’s beautiful,
It’s bittersweet,
You’re like a broken home to me
I take a shot of memories and black out like an empty street
I fill my days with the way you walk
And fill my nights with broken dreams
I make up lies inside my head
Like one day you’ll come back to me

Now I’m not holding on
Not holding on, not holding on
I’m just depressed that you’re gone
Not holding on, not holding on

[Chorus:]
Beautiful mistakes
I make inside my head
She’s naked in my bed
And now we lie awake
Making beautiful mistakes
I wouldn’t take em back
I’m in love with the past
And now we lie awake
Making beautiful mistakes

Nah nah nah, in my head
Nah nah nah, in my bed
Nah nah nah, making beautiful mistakes

It’s pitiful
I can’t believe how everyday gets worse for me
I take a break, I cut you off
To keep myself from looking soft
I fill my nights with the way you was
And still wake up with broken dreams
I make these lies inside my head,
Feel like they’re my reality

Now I’m not holding on
Not holding on, not holding on
I’m just depressed that you’re gone
Not holding on, not holding on

[Chorus:]
Beautiful mistakes
I make inside my head
She’s naked in my bed
And now we lie awake
Making beautiful mistakes
I wouldn’t take em back
I’m in love with the past
And now we lie awake
Making beautiful mistakes

Nah nah nah, in my head
Nah nah nah, in my bed
Nah nah nah, making beautiful mistakes

[Megan:]
You did me wrong ‘cause I let you
Usually I like my situations beneficial
Doing something different, got me looking stupid
The only way I’m coming back to you, is if you dream it
Lucid, Prove it
If you made a promise, then keep it
Why you wanna lie and then get mad, I don’t believe it
But really I was just doing fine without you
Looking fine, sippin’ wine, dancing on club couches
Baby, why you wanna lose me like you don’t need me?
Like I don’t block you and you still try to reach me?
How you figure out how to call from me from the TV
You runnin’ out of chances and this time I mean it,
Yeah

Bet you miss my love, all in your bed
Now ya stressin’ out, pulling your hair
Smelling your pillows and wishing I was there
Sliding down to shower wall looking sad
I know it’s hard to let go, I’m the best.
Best you ever had and best you gonna get
If we break up I don’t wanna be friends,
You’re toxic

[Chorus:]
Beautiful mistakes
I make inside my head
She’s naked in my bed
And now we lie awake
Making beautiful mistakes
I wouldn’t take em back
I’m in love with the past
And now we lie awake
Making beautiful mistakes

Nah nah nah, in my head
Nah nah nah, in my bed
Nah nah nah, making beautiful mistakes
(x2)

Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah


Maroon 5 & Megan Thee Stallion – Beautiful Mistakes Lyrics


Play this song

[Verse 1: Adam Levine]
It’s beautiful, it’s bittersweet
You’re like a broken home to me
I take a shot of memories
And black out like an empty street
I fill my days with the way you walk
And fill my nights with broken dreams
I make up lies inside my head
Like one day you’ll come back to me

[Pre-Chorus: Adam Levine]
Now I’m not holding on, not holding on
I’m just depressed that you’re gone
Not holding on, not holding on

[Chorus: Adam Levine]
Beautiful mistakes
I make inside my head, she’s naked in my bed
And now we lie awake, makin’ beautiful mistakes
I wouldn’t take ‘еm back, I’m in love with the past
And now we liе awake, makin’ beautiful mistakes

[Post-Chorus: Adam Levine]
Nah-nah-nah, in my head
Nah-nah-nah, in my bed
Nah-nah-nah, eh
Makin’ beautiful mistakes

[Verse 2: Adam Levine]
It’s pitiful, I can’t believe
How every day gets worse for me
I take a break, I cut you off
To keep myself from lookin’ soft
I fill my nights with the way you was
And still wake up with broken dreams
I make these lies inside my head
Feel like they’re my reality

[Pre-Chorus: Adam Levine]
Now I’m not holding on, not holding on
I’m just depressed that you’re gone
Not holding on, not holding on

[Chorus: Adam Levine]
Beautiful mistakes
I make inside my head, she’s naked in my bed
And now we lie awake, makin’ beautiful mistakes
I wouldn’t take ’em back, I’m in love with the past
And now we lie awake, makin’ beautiful mistakes

[Verse 3: Megan Thee Stallion]
You did me wrong ’cause I let you (Let you)
Usually, I like my situations beneficial
Doin’ something different, got me lookin’ stupid (Damn)
The only way I’m comin’ back to you is if you’re dreaming, lucid (Hmm)
Prove it, if you made a promise then keep it (Keep it)
Why you wanna lie and then get mad? I don’t believe it (Boy, bye)
But really, I was doin’ just fine without ya
Lookin’ fine, sippin’ wine, dancin’ on club couches (Ah)
Baby, why you wanna lose me like you don’t need me? (Don’t need me)
Like I don’t block you and you still try to reach me (Still try to reach me)
How you figure out how to call me from the TV? (Huh?)
You’re runnin’ outta chances and this time I mean it (Ah)

[Bridge: Megan Thee Stallion]
Yeah, bet you miss my love, all in your bed (Bed)
Now you’re stressin’ out, pulling your hair (Hair)
Smelling your pillows and wishin’ I was there (I was there)
Slidin’ down the shower wall, lookin’ sad (Sad)
I know it’s hard to let go, I’m the best (I’m the best)
Best you ever had and best you gon’ get (Gon’ get)
And if we break up, I don’t wanna be friends (Be friends)
You’re toxic

[Chorus: Adam Levine]
Beautiful mistakes
I make inside my head, she’s naked in my bed
And now we lie awake, makin’ beautiful mistakes
I wouldn’t take ’em back, I’m in love with the past
And now we lie awake, makin’ beautiful mistakes

[Post-Chorus: Adam Levine]
Nah-nah-nah, in my head
Nah-nah-nah, in my bed
Nah-nah-nah, yeah, yeah (Oh)
Makin’ beautiful mistakes
Nah-nah-nah, in my head
Nah-nah-nah, in my bed
Nah-nah-nah, eh
Makin’ beautiful mistakes

[Outro: Adam Levine]
Nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah (Ooh)
Nah-nah-nah


Algebra Suicide – Tractor Pull Lyrics


This evening, upon waking, I saw [?] saying, "I'm going to a tractor pull."
And I didn't understand. Outside, it was dusk enough to make things invisible
And I heard a car swerve as it skinned the elbow of an ugly child
It didn't make the news, though I did wonder how hard it would be for a tractor to skin anything
No matter how impulsive it was on the open fields

It was an hour before I fell asleep again and dreamed I was on a soggy bed

While Mom ironed linen curtains in the other room, saying:
"Isn't it awful here with all the heat and the fever blisters and no trees to block the tumbleweeds
From coming in the windows?"
I looked up at the open prairie skies and all its stillness and I forgot that the TV was silent
Letting us remember all the loud colors of the world


$hyfromdatre – Go Bestfriend Lyrics


(INTRO)
Da f*ckK
Hold on- bitches got beef but don't wanna fight me
Quit all that work hoe bite me-
BITCH
Hold on-

Bitch you fat need a tummy tuck
You dropping dis songs man bitch get your money up
If you bout it then run up
Used to be cool with this bitch
But she mad that I'm coming up
You a thot you gon suck it up
I got a white bitch in the club wanna pump it up
f*ck a speech imma sum It up
Shawty on a track you already know she gonna f*ck it up

Bitch, ya needa to worry bout a bag
Im rocking these shows and that's why she mad
After this dis, you goin out sad
Bitch you not boujee you don't got no class
Turnt in da booth an im piped off dat gas
Spin on yo block den we hitting da dash
Its still love fah ya doe
But bitch–im bout to get on yo ass

Shy gotta potty mouth
You wanna talk shit
BITCH — lets talk bout yo body count
You stink throw yo body out
Tryna hang wit da kid
Im da life of da party now
Ya'all supposed ta look up ta me
Bitch you can't rap an you really not touchin me
Jus like a virgin lil bitch cannot f*ck wit me
An I never been p*ssy but ya know wassup wit me

Now this bitch wanna pop shit

We was jus cool now this bitch wanna act like a oop bitch
Now she mad she can't stop shit
Said that ma breath stink
Cus im spittin dat hot shit

Quit all dat barkin lil bitch an come bite me
Bitches got beef but they don wanna fight me
Turnt to my music but swear they don't like me
You got my number hoe FaceTime Skype me

These hoes wanna be me
Im on yo radio soon ima be on yo TV
John Cena bitches can't see me
Im goin up an its these hella fans wanna meet me
Bitches don't get me
Bitch why you hatin you could've been goin up wit me
Spear on the bitch like she Brittney
You could diss any bitch but instead you gonna pick me
Make a bitch wanna hit me
Bitches me cap on my name the shoe did not fit me
Show deez bitches no pity
These bitches wanna be friends then admit it you miss me
Wrap up da beat like a doubie
Ion give a f*ck bout opinions you know imma do me
Bitch you a nat, you a groupie
Told da li bitches its some snacks & pulled up wit scoobies

(OUTRO)

BITCH — the f*ckkk
Dumb ass hoe
I just got on dis bitch ass
Bitch you don't rap harder than me
Get that shit the f*ckk up
BITCH


Dree Low – NINA Lyrics


[Intro]
Straynané

[Vers 1]
Alla här vet att jag är G
Aldrig varit nån wanna-wannabe
Men du och jag, Nina, vi kan kasta alla mina
Bara kolla-kolla våran kemi
Vad du än vill, ey, jag säger “Sí”
För dig jag kan alltid skapa tid
Men H.S.S, baby, jag kan hämta värsta väskan
Bara kolla-kolla vad vi kan bli
Jag vet att du vill det jag vill, ey
Baby, inget annat glittrar om dig
André hämtar mill efter mill
Och du var där vid sidan om mig
Vi tystar dem som snackar goja (Goja)
Du är vid mig alltid när jag nojar
Du gillar inte när jag driver
Men du är alltid där när jag skojar

[Refräng]
I love you babygirl
Du vet det alltid vi
Vad jag än nu gör, är det alltid dig jag håller i?
Vi vet med dig det svårt att låta bli
Jag håller dig med omsorg, bara vi
Jag hoppas att vi skippar tragedi, Nina

[Vers 2]
Du är med i kamp, de här luffarna kan ej, vi kan
Vart ska vi, bre? Vi ska ingenstans
Du med mig i hav och i land

Du kan ej ibland, så vi bilar för flyg är för farligt
Kan flittra oss, vill inte, darling
När du med mig man tror jag kan mobbish
Med tiden jag blivit för ballin’
Ey, ingen vet vad du heter
Du stashad i väskan, vi hatar piketen
Vadå en i benet?
När vi kommer, vi kommer som i TV
Vi bangar aldrig får nån
Du tryggar när jag är igång
Aldrig vi backar, du vet
Vi sjunger vår sång nu till dem

[Refräng]
I love you babygirl
Du vet det alltid vi
Vad jag än nu gör, är det alltid dig jag håller i?
Vi vet med dig det svårt att låta bli
Jag håller dig med omsorg, bara vi
Jag hoppas att vi skippar tragedi, Nina

[Outro]
I love you babygirl
Du vet det alltid vi
Vad jag än nu gör, är det alltid dig jag håller i?
Du vet med dig det svårt att låta bli
Jag håller dig med omsorg, bara vi
Jag hoppas att vi skippar tragedi, Nina


Dree Low – AINA ELLER FANS? Lyrics


[Intro]
It's D-Note on the beat, yeah!
Yei Gonzales

[Refräng]
Ser de titta, är det aina eller fans?
Saliv på mickar, fyller fickorna med cash, ey
Bröder kan vittna men inte varna med det här
Vi brukar springa runt, skicka varorna med class ey
Noll tax fullt med guld
Fullt med cash här, fullt med flum
Fullt med makarovs och tokarevs
Kommer ensam till ditt gym, ey

[Vers 1]
Det cuttmutt, vårt liv yo, juniorer, bandidos
En gogo, finito, kom pull-up nu albino
Akh, vad är det för liv? Har krig inuti
Folk dör för och bli G, G, G
Folk lever två ansikten, en broder här kan inte
De förkastar sanningen och förhåller sig till lögnen
Det är lallish bre, akh blivit så kall igen
Men brösta ändå för bemanningen
Akh tagga till Spanien, kom tillbaka sen hamna på hall igen

[Brygga]
Tala gott om du talar, ey
Hero minns om det sauna, ey
Västerort blivit fara, ey
Logga snabbt när ni klara, ey
Tala gott om du talar, ey
Hero minns om det sauna, ey
Västerort blivit fara, ey
Logga snabbt när ni klara, ey
[Refräng]
Ser de titta, är det aina eller fans?
Saliv på mickar, fyller fickorna med cash, ey
Bröder kan vittna men inte varna med det här
Vi brukar springa runt, skicka varorna med class ey

Noll tax fullt med guld
Fullt med cash här, fullt med flum
Fullt med makarovs och tokarevs
Kommer ensam till ditt gym, ey

[Vers 2]
Bakk shuno, har hallisar
För stora bollar för kallingar
Han skiter på sig i samlingar
Är du tuff eller är du ba' framtvingad?
f*ck ditt snack, visa handlingar
Trötta rappare, gamlingar
Jag och hits, vi går hand i hand
Jag knullar gamet, gör den handikapp
Från Stockholm Sweden boy, det är hett cuz we them boys
Jag saknar broder Zimma, broder Dino, free them boys
Jag slipar lean igår för drama ger mig feber
Jag hörde snack om mig, jag såg nåt sånt på TV
Ey ni önskar vi nere, nu vi tar våran heder
Jag krigar tills jag ej lever, jag knullar er utan fel re
Jag knullar er utan fel re, jag knullar er utan fel re
[Refräng]
Ser de titta, är det aina eller fans?
Saliv på mickar, fyller fickorna med cash, ey
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[Outro]
It's D-Note on the beat, yeah!
Yei Gonzales


Warm Brew – Best 4 U Lyrics


[Intro]
Smoov, what's good, baby?

[Chorus]
What's best for me ain't always best for you
I ain't choose the life, it chose me, just fit the shoe
My closest homie told me, "do what you do
"f*ck what they gon' say, you making plays and staying true"
That's what we do
'Cause what's best for me ain't always best for you
I ain't choose the life, it chose me, just fit the shoe
My closest homie told me, "do what you do
"f*ck what they gon' say, don't break, they [?] like how we do"

[Post-Chorus]
Don't watch me watch TV, you might just miss a beat
Or opportunity to be just what you're supposed to be
Don't watch me watch TV, you might just miss a beat
Or opportunity to change your luck, change it up

[Verse 1]
Switched plans, but I never switched sides
Might land, but I'm always gonna glide
Slid in at the right time
She gon' follow me around though, when I ain't in my right mind
On a wave like it's white blind
Get rich, a nigga die trying, looking for a lifeline
For the right sign, all of my grind
Try to tell you, life's a bitch with some nice [?]
[Verse 2]
Everything I do ain't meant for you

Matter of fact, half the shit I do be way too lit for you
And I ain't mean nothing by it, we just gotta speak the truth
There can't be no us if we can't be us individuals

[Verse 3]
This life, it chose me, this shit get lonely
Four in the morning, all in my mind, I can't think
For that cold heat, start getting cold feet
What is you scared of? You fed up?
Then get up, stop wasting your time

[Chorus]
What's best for me ain't always best for you
I ain't choose the life, it chose me, just fit the shoe
My closest homie told me, "do what you do
"f*ck what they gon' say, you making plays and staying true"
That's what we do
'Cause what's best for me ain't always best for you
I ain't choose the life, it chose me, just fit the shoe (It chose me)
My closest homie told me, "do what you do
"f*ck what they gon' say, don't break, they [?] like how we do"

[Post-Chorus]
Don't watch me watch TV, you might just miss a beat
Or opportunity to be just what you're supposed to be
Don't watch me watch TV, you might just miss a beat
Or opportunity to change your luck, change it up


Ray Wylie Hubbard – The Real Trick Lyrics


[Verse 1]
Christopher turned sixteen on a chemical dependency wing
And on family week his mama come up and she says “I ain’t gonna stay for this whole thing”
She says “I’ve got more important things to do than to listen to this ungrateful son”
Chris said “If being a parent’s so tough how come just anybody can be one?”

[Verse 2]
Sweet Melissa, she turned her first trick at seventeen
For some backstage passes and some hash that’s in the back of a limousine
And now she’s seen it all and she don’t want to be here or even anywhere
And at twenty-two she’s got what the boys down at the VA call the “thousand-yard stare”

[Chorus]
But the real trick is to find a reason to believe in spite of all of this
And the big secret is, what you’re lookin’ for, you’re lookin’ with

[Verse 3]
Miss Helen Petty, she lost her husband of forty-two years
Now she don’t know what to do with herself and she just can’t seem to stop the tears
And she can’t sleep at night and she is so afraid and so alone
But there are these bastards who take advantage of these precious desperate souls

[Verse 4]
Like, there’s this man on Sunday morning on TV who jumps around and screams and shouts

And he says to get me into heaven is the only thing that he is about
But to get there I’ve got to believe what he believes
Well if that’s the case I believe I’ll take my chances when it’s time for me to leave

[Chorus]
But the real trick is to find a reason to believe in spite of all of this
And the big secret is, what you’re lookin’ for, you’re lookin’ with

[Verse 5]
We’re all lengthening shadows cast by a sinking sun
So we need this reason to believe in something or someone
It is so hard to accept these many things on faith alone
And we feel betrayed by life when the infidelity is our own

[Verse 6]
I don’t concern myself with how Jesus was born or if he was raised from the dead
I believe what it comes down to was the things that he said
So many more than Judas has betrayed his name
This beautiful ancient wisdom’s been prostituted for personal gain

[Chorus]
But the real trick is to find a reason to believe in spite of all of this
And the big secret is, what you’re lookin’ for, you’re lookin’ with


Paul & Storm – I’m Gonna Blow Myself Up Lyrics


You think you’re so smart
You think you’re so cool
Because you won big
When the divorce judge ruled

He said sell the house
Give the money to you
But you haven’t won yet:
Guess what I’m gonna do?
I’m gonna blow myself up

People say that it’s dumb
And I’m an unbalanced man
But the logic is clear
In my foolproof plan (As follows:)
I’m gonna blow myself up
So you don’t get what you want
And I’m gonna be dead
So you’ll feel really bad
And you’ll wish that you’d been
A little nicer to me

I’m gonna blow myself up

It’s the perfect solution
I heartily recommend it
For every slight and intrusion
And every time you’re offended
Your boss is a jerk
A long line for one clerk
You can’t find your keys
Nothing good on TV
Just blow yourself up

Kids won’t do their chores
Just blow yourself up
The dog peed on the floor
Just blow yourself up
The waiter’s taking to long
Just blow yourself up
Got no idea for a song
Just blow yourself up


Guardin – Hope Again Lyrics


[Chorus]
She makes home feel like a home in my head (In my head)
And when I'm with her, I feel hope again
I swear the weather on the coast all depends
On where we are but it's still home in the end

[Verse]
I felt hopeful (For once)
You've got all of (My trust)
You have no clue (What you've done)
We were drowning (In love)
I lost myself (In us)
I don't know where to go
And who to call when things get like this
My car ran outta gas
You said you could pick me up, but I feel like an asshole
Offered you some cash, you declined, it didn't matter
I was full of glee and you were full of laughter
Laughter, and after, we went home and watched shit
Turned on the TV, kickin' back, we were exhausted
Flipped through channels 3 to 36 while eating Chex mix
Couldn't find a thing so we resorted back to Netflix
'Til we passed out and then I got up off of the couch

I picked you up in my arms and wiped the drool from your mouth
Both half asleep but I still stumbled silently through the house
Until I came upon a path that I've never known about
And then I saw some lights in my reflection of doubt
My conscience beheading North while my heart trips to the South
And honestly, I'm feelin' torn in which direction I route
Because I believe in everything we're building around
[Chorus]
She makes home feel like a home in my head
And when I'm with her, I feel hope again
I swear the weather on the coast all depends
On where we are but it's still home in the end

[Outro]
Woah, woah, woah, oh, oh
Woah, woah, woah, oh, oh
Woah, woah, woah, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh
Woah, woah, woah, oh, oh
Woah, woah, woah, oh, oh
Woah, woah, woah, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh


Upchurch – Loveless Lyrics (feat. Robert James)


[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse 1: Upchurch]
We used to lock ourselves in your room
Burnin' incense to cover up the smell of the marijuana
From your mama
You had me burnin' up every back road
Feedin' my gas tank every last one of my dollars
And I wasn't bothered (And I wasn't bothered)
Them miles on that 351 added up to a million crazy nights of fun
We were out of control and goin' out in flames of glory

[Chorus: Robert James]
And now you're like hot damn (Hot damn)
Now he's ridin' 'round with the top down (Top down)
Made a big name in a small town (Small town)
Now he's got another girl's hands on his now
Hot damn (Hot damn)
Now he's ridin' 'round with top down (Top down)
Made a big name in a small town (Small town)
Now he's got another girl's hands on his now

[Hook: Robert James]
Love ain't always pleasin', love can be deceivin'
You give your heart and then they let it go (Let it go)
But it's somethin' you believe in, you know that feelin'
When you just let it take control, oh
[Verse 2: Upchurch]
I'm just tryin' to do my thing, not everybody else's
I let people go in my life 'cause they was holdin' me back and
I feel kinda bad but then again I tend to forget
That they was the ones lettin' me down when I wasn't up at my best
I've had girlfriends say they won't leave, had friends with knives up in my back
Had people make me promises, that didn't follow through with that
Got people hittin' my life for reasons involvin' this money
Goddamn it I'll empty my pockets, what the f*ck you want from me?
They say everybody wanna be famous, everybody wanna find love
But when you put that shit together get ready for the TV show
When that red dot's blinkin' good luck bein' yourself
I get anxiety at these labels in Nashville myself
And I'll be sittin' at a meetin' 'til the business talk is faded
Just wishin' I could be with you with a day well wasted
But these sold out shows are callin' my name and they wantin' the encore
But all I want is you laughin', droppin' the joint in the floorboard

[Chorus: Robert James]
And now you're like hot damn (Hot damn)
Now he's ridin' 'round with the top down (Top down)
Made a big name in a small town (Small town)
Now he's got another girl's hands on his now

Hot damn (Hot damn)
Now he's ridin' 'round with top down (Top down)
Made a big name in a small town (Small town)
Now he's got another girl's hands on his now
[Hook: Robert James]
Love ain't always pleasin', love can be deceivin'
You give your heart and then they let it go (Let it go)
But it's somethin' you believe in, you know that feelin'
When you just let it take control, oh

[Verse 3: Robert James]
It's kinda like fire and ice
Upchurch and Robert James f*ckin' dynamite
Every minute that we write is an image we bring to life
Tryin' to make it up out the shadows all we got is candle light
Yeah we're freaky like Houdini comin' out at night
Yeah, we're sneaky, steal your love and make it a drug you like, baby
You're fresher that the harvest
You walk by, my head spinnin', gettin' nauseous
I'm on cloud 9 so high I start coughin'
Together we're a promise, more solid than the motherf*ckin' ground
So stand on it, be the target
Be the smartest, I love you baby since the day we started

[Hook: Robert James]
Love ain't always pleasin', love can be deceivin'
You give your heart and then they let it go
But it's somethin' you believe in, you know that feelin'
When you just let it take control, oh
[Verse 1: Upchurch]
We used to lock ourselves in your room
Burnin' incense to cover up the smell of the marijuana
From your mama
You had me burnin' up every back road
Feedin' my gas tank every last one of my dollars
And I wasn't bothered (And I wasn't bothered)
Them miles on that 351 added up to a million crazy nights of fun
We were out of control and goin' out in flames of glory

[Chorus: Robert James]
And now you're like hot damn (Hot damn)
Now he's ridin' 'round with the top down (Top down)
Made a big name in a small town (Small town)
Now he's got another girl's hands on his now
Hot damn (Hot damn)
Now he's ridin' 'round with top down (Top down)
Made a big name in a small town (Small town)
Now he's got another girl's hands on his now

[Hook: Robert James]
Love ain't always pleasing, love can be deceivin'
You give your heart and then they let it go
But it's somethin' you believe in, you know that feelin'
When you just let it take control, oh


Dax – Gotham Lyrics


I think that we’re headed down the wrong road (I swear)
Fake’s real and they say real’s fake woke (You see this?)
False prophets on these screens everywhere we go
But what did you expect when dumb people got smartphones
More memes cool make it all a big joke
Crown your fake kings and let them sit up on your fake thrones
You’re young now but just wait until you grow old
When life gets real you’ll remember all these words I wrote
I went roaming walked multiple ways
For 40 nights 40 sleeps yes multiple days (I tried)
In the desert no food water searching for the answers
But you listen to these people who got nothing to say (You wouldn’t listen)
You wouldn’t know real if it slapped you right in the face
Ain’t for the culture I can tell by the shit you embrace (I see it)
I’m in Gotham but my minds in a different place
So f*ck your co-signs, money, and your radio play
I be shaking when I write my music
I’ve been anti-violent but don’t push me ’cause I just might do it (Don’t push me)
They won’t give you no credit ’cause they know you’ll use it
And that’s what happens when the master starts fearing the student (They learn)
In this city you’re a number they don’t see you as human (They don’t see)
Just a puppet they replace for their games and amusement
In a city full of angels with the biggest influence
I see demons with a platform who just f*cking abuse it

In Gotham…

Everybody knows everybody (Everybody)
If you ain’t got a blue check you ain’t anybody (f*ck)
Redo, repeat, sleep, double tap, see copy
Lost souls unaware they’re turning into dead zombies (Zombies)
Everywhere you look is plastic all fabricated
Everything you’ve seen on TV was exaggerated (It’s so fake)
Don’t nobody see you till you get a million
Followers and when you do they treat you
Like you’re someone and you’re validated
What do you do?
How much money you make?
Who do you know?
What do you drive?
Where do you stay? (Where do you stay?)
And while you’re answering those questions
They’ll be calculating how much of it they can see themselves trying to come in and take
If you’re fragile don’t you even try come to this place (Don’t come here)
They gon’ build you just to break you then rebuild you to break

Let you reach your own limit then heroically save
And that’s exactly how Gotham turns you into a slave

In Gotham
Everyone goes and they lose their souls
‘Cause they can’t control in Gotham
Everyone lies
It’s an eye for an eye
You will lose your minds in Gotham
Everyone goes and they lose their souls ’cause they can’t control in Gotham
Living in Gotham
Living in Gotham
Living in Gotham
Living in Gotham

Nobody’s from here
But everybody comes here
Wanting to be famous
Till they realize the price of fame brings close everything that they once feared
Consumed by the algorithm it becomes clear
Life’s a simulation all controlled by a puppeteer
Blind people leading blind people driving cars
To a destination that is unclear while they can’t steer
1 year 2 years 3 years 4
Drugs alcohol addiction morgue
Fake friends women gold-digging as a sport
Who convince you, you should live a whole life you can’t afford
Nobody sees you, you’re continuously ignored
Everybody wants fame they don’t care what it’s for
They don’t wanna build theirs,
They’re just tryna take yours
This is dog eat dog in this messed up world

You think you need this place but you don’t
Happiness is not a physical place you call home
Did you ever wonder why you feel like you feel
When you take that time away from your phone
Fake shit goes viral we know this won’t
They’ll say they care but will never show
Gotham isn’t just a place it’s a mind state
Watered by the thoughts that manifest what you grow

In Gotham
Everyone goes and they lose their souls ’cause they can’t control in Gotham
Everyone lies
It’s an eye for an eye
You will lose your minds in Gotham
Everyone goes and they lose their souls
‘Cause they can’t control in Gotham
Living in Gotham
Living in Gotham
Living in Gotham
Living in Gotham

Don’t tell ’em how you feel ’cause I promise they won’t call back
Everybody’s in it for money so it’s all bad
Killing off my demons I’m rapping this in all black
I ain’t gotta
I ain’t gotta
I ain’t gotta
I ain’t gotta
Prove nothing to Gotham
They ain’t done nothing for me… for me


Justina Valentine – MYOB feat Chris Webby


Hey Webb, uhm
They’re still on my beach talking boatloads of shit
Hahahahaha, so I told them

[Chorus: Justina Valentine]
MYOB,
Mind your motherfuckin’ biz
Mind your motherfuckin’ business
MYOB
Mind your motherfuckin’ biz
Mind your motherfuckin’ business

[Verse 1: Justina Valentine]
Look, look
Mirror, mirror on the wall (Hello)
Why these hoes stay on my balls? (Why?)
Acting big when they so small
Got it all, I recorded at the Taj Mahal
Tryina keep up with the schedule, hernia
Step into the set and we gon’ murder you (Yeah)
We can’t diss you back, we never heard of ya
And me and Chris Webb too cold, hypothermia (Let’s go)
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T, do you know what that mean? (Do you know?)
Quarter million streams while I water my dreams
Means hustle like this on your TV screen
First I’m skinny (Right?), now I’m thick (Okay)
Are you pregnant? When you due sis? (Ahh)
That’s crazy ’cause they way on my dick
You better check your menstral quick just on the stick
I’m positive when they got spams
A lot of bitches really ain’t that cognitive, they should bottle it
Save it for a rainy day
I hope talking shit about me take your pain away (I hope it do)
And I know I ain’t perfect (Nah)
But I wouldn’t give a penny to you thots ’cause you thots ain’t worth it (Worth shit)
Just like the bullshit, I’ma find a way through (Right)
Lil’ bitch, mind the business that pays you

This my vibe, this my tribe
This my way, this my ride
You wanna see me fall but I’m still gon’ rise
If you don’t like me, get a motherfucking life

[Chorus: Justina Valentine & Chris Webby]
MYOB
Mind your motherfuckin’ biz
Mind your motherfuckin’ business
MYOB
Mind your motherfuckin’ biz
Mind your motherfuckin’ business
MYOB
Mind your motherfuckin’ biz
Mind your motherfuckin’ business
MYOB
Mind your motherfuckin’ biz (Webby)
Mind your motherfuckin’ business

[Verse 2: Chris Webby]
I got a life to live, so bitch, mind your biz
Don’t you have your own shit, fucking wife and kids?
Job and hobbies, fuck, anything to do?
Read a book, learn to cook, fucking drink some boos
Or take a pill, shit, just relax and chill
We all got enough bullshit, taxes, bills
And other real-life stuff, go and grab the wheel
And drive your own damn car, if you’re crashing still
Then the problem lies within you, it’s not me
Maybe try therapy or some LSD
And stay outta my biz, fucking let me be
Shit, you’re more nosy than Adrien Brody.
Rumors’ all fruitless, they don’t bare none
Talkin’ shit like a gossiping bitch, you Karen
Talking big game but never shooting a fair one
Got me seeing red like Justina getting her hair done
Y’all hating, cold-blood on some gecko shit
Good thing is people are dumb and forget so quick
The modern-day memory span’s like a pet goldfish
Forget to retie the noose if your neck don’t fit
So even if they cancel you, really it’s whatever
Come back a month later and they can’t even remember
I could pull out my dick on national TV
And you’d be over it by next week.

This my vibe, this my tribe
This my way, this my ride
You wanna see me fall but I’m still gon’ rise
If you don’t like me, get a motherfucking life

[Chorus: Justina Valentine & Chris Webby]
MYOB
Mind your motherfuckin’ biz
Mind your motherfuckin’ business
MYOB
Mind your motherfuckin’ biz
Mind your motherfuckin’ business
MYOB
Mind your motherfuckin’ biz
Mind your motherfuckin’ business
MYOB
Mind your motherfuckin’ biz
Mind your motherfuckin’ business

Why you wasting your time? Ain’t worried ’bout mine
You need to find something to do (Find something to do)
A grand prix in your mind, we could never be aligned
I would never worry ’bout you (Never worry)
Another day comes and another day goes
But you still gon’ be a troll (Yeah)
You need to find your own peace when you losing no sleep
Baby, it’s out of control

[Chorus: Justina Valentine]
MYOB
Mind your motherfuckin’ biz
Mind your motherfuckin’ business
MYOB
Mind your motherfuckin’ biz
Mind your motherfuckin’ business
MYOB
Mind your motherfuckin’ biz
Mind your motherfuckin’ business
MYOB
Mind your motherfuckin’ biz
Mind your motherfuckin’ business

So, basically if you don’t like us
Fuck off, hahahahahaha
That’ll teach ’em.