Month: April 2020

Yungen – Mind On It Lyrics (feat. Jess Glynne)

[Intro: Producer Tag]
ADP
[Verse 1: Yungen]
I pulled up in there like “Yo, nice ass”
What you doin’ ’round my sass
She said “It’s my ends” likewise
Maybe we should go for Mai Tai’s
I’ma a sucker for some nice eyes
(You got some nice eyes)
She said “I know your type and your dead tricks
My ex got caught with some dead chicks
I had to send him off” (Wait)
I am nothing like your exes
Fussing tomorrow, I got Netflix
You’re just like this girl I once knew
So it’s gonna take a lot for me to trust you
But when I do, I live alone, you can come through
I need your friends bad, all of them can come too
(Tell ’em come)
[Chorus: Jess Glynne]
If you wanna get up next to me
You don’t have to chase me
If you wanna close, close to me
I won’t fight against it
I got it on my mind, my baby
I got it on my mind
I got it on my mind, my baby
I got it on my mind
Come on, lay it up on me
There’s no need to hide, ’cause
I got it on my mind, my baby
I got it on my mind
[Verse 2: Yungen]
Yea, you Cardi bad
But you got Riri swag
All them CC bags, and them Gigi tags
Yeah, you heard things
But you won’t ever see me mad
Don’t worry, I’m a easy lad
Them broke brothers, they all hatin’ me
But they the ones who pay for me
I got that crazy P
Tell that come around and wait for me (anotha one)
That’s a major key
Yeah she’s rating me
I’m the one they all fear
She’s tryna’ be ride or die of the year
Wanna know where I gone
Tell them that I gone clear
Spend a month’s rent on this [?] clear
[Chorus: Jess Glynne]
If you wanna get up next to me
You don’t have to chase me
If you wanna close, close to me
I won’t fight against it
I got it on my mind, my baby
I got it on my mind
I got it on my mind, my baby
I got it on my mind
Come on, lay it up on me
There’s no need to hide, ’cause
I got it on my mind, my baby
I got it on my mind
[Bridge: Jess Glynne]
I know I don’t make it too easy
Just know I’m good when you’re standing near me
So come a little closer
Let’s stop wasting time
Just tell me how you feel, baby
Let me read your mind
[Chorus: Jess Glynne & Yungen]
If you wanna get up next to me
You don’t have to chase me (no, you don’t)
If you wanna close, close to me (get close)
I won’t fight against it
I got it on my mind, my baby (on my mind)
I got it on my mind
I got it on my mind, my baby
I got it on my mind (on my mind)
Come on, lay it up on me
There’s no need to hide, ’cause (there’s no need to hide)
I got it on my mind, my baby
I got it on my mind
[Outro: Yungen & ?]
Yungs
Jess Glynne
ADP
[?]

Darnell Williams – Pale Fire Lyrics (feat. Denzel Curry & Elohim)

[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
I feel like Huey’s last words before he died
You can kill a rebel but the revolution survives
Every real nigga in history, always crucified
Quote wrong rhymes then read the lines and feed ’em to feeble minds
Food for die, my dialect you digest that’s on the daily
Roses are red, violets are blue, brothers pushing up daisies
They say justice is blind, let me ask this, if that was a fact, then
She would be livin’ in blackness, that resembles my black skin
X’d out Malcolm Little then left him left Detroit Red
Marked in a mausoleum for leadin’ the mislead
This for the crackers that thinkin’ they are Judge Dredd
That turn a prophecy when I come and I cut your head
[Chorus: Elohim]
In the pale fire, we hide out
Lay back and get down
(Hands up, don’t shoot, hands up, don’t shoot
Hands up, don’t shoot, hands up, don’t shoot)
In the pale fire, we hide out
Lay back and get down
[Verse 2: Darnell Williams]
Straight up, f*ck the police, stay off a nigga dick, bitch
They shootin’ without reason, or huntin’, it’s nigga season
He moanin’, he couldn’t breathe and they did him just like Rahim
After Tray got shot by the [?]
I taste blood while sippin’ my tea
Put a couple chains on my neck because honestly I’m not free
What the f*ck do you want from me? Steady killin’ off all the kings
Tired of turnin’ the other cheek and still gettin’ our asses beat
That’s that bullshit, please don’t believe that Obama can do a thing
Except give us another speech about how we should keep the peace, nigga
I’m through with the protest, need a bulletproof vest
Underneath my crew neck, with two TECs, I won’t be who’s next
Motherf*ck yo’ cop badge, yo’ soft ass a bitch and a half
That’s word to Boosie and any hood that’s bein’ harassed, blast
[Chorus: Elohim]
In the pale fire, we hide out
Lay back and get down
(Hands up, don’t shoot, hands up, don’t shoot
Hands up, don’t shoot, hands up, don’t shoot)
In the pale fire, we hide out
Lay back and get down
[Verse 3: Darnell Williams]
Get chest pains everytime I see the news, type of blues
Leave a nigga leave a nigga stressed before he lacin’ shoes
I’m lookin’ at channel 2, brothers dyin’ on some crazy shit
Tears flood the street from the mothers ’cause they baby hit
Ask us, “Is we scared?” Hell yeah man, a lil’ bit
‘Cause all this pigment made us targets since some little kids
f*ck the politics, Jesse Jackson can go suck a dick
It’s evident that nigga care only in front of CNN
We livin’ it, life at the bottom of the pyramid
Foolishness, it’s crazy ’cause our ancestors built this shit
Royal blood in me, not a thug, I’m a f*ckin’ prince
Raised in the ghetto, lost my history on the slavery ship
[Chorus: Elohim]
In the pale fire, we hide out
Lay back and get down
(Hands up, don’t shoot, hands up, don’t shoot
Hands up, don’t shoot, hands up, don’t shoot)
In the pale fire, we hide out
Lay back and get down
(Hands up, don’t shoot, hands up, don’t shoot
Hands up, don’t shoot, hands up)

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Methyl Ethel – Schlager Lyrics

Or the diethylamide
Through blood and tears I made
I promise not to stop
‘Til my empty is full cup
Somebody sent for relief from God
Dire answers of the ways
Prove life on demands
A fool can’t sit with his arms crossed and look scared tonight
Sign of the times, find yourself a gun
Who’s ransom can it bore you
If I listen, what you said
Keeps me right by your side
Slow down with the force
Gardens in the roots here in my bones
But come fast and do it now
In constant flow
And give for an Incan town
A sword dipped in time
Who will remember my entire life? Somebody said it would be easier
Go a little easy on me, sir
Somebody said you don’t need to know
You are not serviced to want far away
But to know what’s far away
Is to find it, find it hard to wait
Sighing, I’m nervous, awake in the dark
A fire in the gut, I will not sleep at all tonight
Who would not sympathise with a wrecking ball?

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Ray Wylie Hubbard – The Sun Also Rises Lyrics

[Verse 1]
An old preacher holds on to a Bible
A small child sings “The Water’s Wide”
I stand like stone all alone outside their circle
A faithless man, a fast left hand, and a hole inside
[Verse 2]
Her golden hair shined like sunlight on Sunday morning
A band of gold was never put on her left hand
They tell me that a band of angels
Is waiting to receive her in a distant land
[Chorus]
It’s a cold dark rain that keeps on fallin’
On the just as well as the unjust
Yet the sun, you see, it also rises
If it don’t, blame it on a lack of trust
[Verse 3]
Now the preacher tells me of a promise
Of a heaven, an everlasting love
But his words to me now are of little comfort
As I see her lying there, just the sky above
[Chorus]
It’s a cold dark rain that keeps on fallin’
On the just as well as the unjust
Yet the sun, you see, it also rises
If it don’t, blame it on a lack of trust
If it don’t, blame it on a lack of trust

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Suga Free – It Is What It Is Lyrics

Suga Free I’m so fly like ahh
Go to Redondo or Santa Monica ahh
Look at the water and feel the waves like ahh
And give her a rose and take it back like ahh
Then take it back and slap her ass like ahh
Put her out my car if she touch my Radi-ahh
Go to sleep and count sheep that say ahh
And this is not game bitch like ahh
Bitch you know my name little bitch ahh
I drive a Cadillac bitch like ahh
Got a clean ass tray front and back like ahh
From Pomona where we PIMP them hoes like ahh
On the West, get it stressed motherf*cker like ahh
HMF Lane Way motherf*cker like ahh
Bombay Mr. Kim, Mr. Slick motherf*cker like ahh
Suga Free, Mr. It is what it is
(He came from the mountain top!)
Nigga, it is what it is
(Blessed me with game!)
And every day is Christmas
(Oh, Im so glad the pimp God chose me!)
Nigga that’s the business
(Suga motherf*cking Free)
Bitch, I wake up in the morning like ahh
Brush my teeth and look in the mirror and say ahh
Look in the crystal in my Khakis and say ahh
And groom me like a superstar bitch like ahh
Feeling like filing my nails like ahh
And trimming my mustache sharp like ahh
Pimp my hands through my finger waves bitch like ahh
Soak my feet in the water getting a pedicure ahh
Not giving you no dick and no like ahh
Taking bubble baths with the bubbles in it like ahh
Have a beautiful home its on the lake bitch ahh
Mirror mirror on the wall am I feeling like ahh? Chris like ahh
It is what it is
(He came from the mountain top!)
Nigga, it is what it is
(Blessed me with game!)
And every day is Christmas
(Oh, Im so glad the pimp God chose me!)
Nigga that’s the business
(Suga motherf*cking Free)
Running spoke Daytons like ahh
Alpine sound system bitch like ahh
Comfortable seats pure plush like ahh
Six tray dippin front and back like ahh
Free wheeling up the streets in Pomonahh
You can’t ever find me nigga im in the cahh
Nigga smoking weed smoking bomb bomb ahh
Come to Arizona nigga and get f*cked uahh
It is what it is
(He came from the mountain top!)
Nigga, it is what it is
(Blessed me with game!)
And every day is Christmas
(Oh, Im so glad the pimp God chose me!)
Nigga that’s the business
(Suga motherf*cking Free)
[x2] Slap the DNA up out your mouth bitch like ahh
And do it again and wouldn’t feel shit bitch like ahh
You stay in pocket like you supposed to bitch like ahh
I’m a king I walk on rose petals bitch like ahh
It is what it is
(He came from the mountain top!)
Nigga, it is what it is
(Blessed me with game!)
And every day is Christmas
(Oh, Im so glad the pimp God chose me!)
Nigga that’s the business
(Suga motherf*cking Free)
California clear sky sunshine like ahh
Mr.

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Tommy Lee Sparta – Demon Girl Lyrics

Cum yah one night with a cute lickle bitch
The look inna yuh eye look so demonic
Tattoo inna yuh back look so devilish
Mi want yuh ride pon mi broom like a witch
A feel mi a pree yuh chu yuh run p*ssy quick
Yuh nah lef mi balls blue like carbolic
Mi Anaconda a run straight thru the zip
My buddy head a touch your p*ssy lips
Gyal yuh betta can f*ck
Gyal a bet yuh can dweet (hmm)
I see di f*ck inna yuh eye so nuh look pon the bed
Cyah mi know yuh uh cum yah fi sleep
Gyal a bawl OUI
Cocky tuffa dan a concrete (hmm)
A nuh nuttn girl stay down pon yuh knees
Oh God what a pretty lickle freak
Lollipop in har mouth and she seh press record
To how di gyal bad, mi affi say thank yuh God
Me neva flap, gyal a run offa cock
Long cocky mek yuh cya walk gah yuh yard
American girl, Chinese, Japanese
African girl, Europe, Ghanese
Every girl inna di world feel up yuh p*ssy please
p*ssy hot like dem set fiya to leaves
Gyal yuh betta can f*ck
Gyal a bet yuh can dweet (hmm)
I see di f*ck inna yuh eye so nuh look pon the bed
Cyah mi know yuh uh cum yah fi sleep
Gyal a bawl OUI
Cocky tuffa dan a concrete (hmm)
A nuh nuttn girl stay down pon yuh knees
Oh God what a pretty lickle freak
Gyal wine up yuh body, feel up yuh breast dem
Yuh man invest nuff p*ssy tension
If yuh naw farwud, send onna yuh fren
Mek she cum wine pon di long till it ben
Pat yuh p*ssy gyal, mi seh pat yuh p*ssy gyal
Yuh nuh animal, yuh nuh want nuh cannibal
Gyal yuh broke out an a gwan wid di tings
Gyal dem a wine like duppy pon earth
Gyal yuh betta can f*ck
Gyal a bet yuh can dweet (hmm)
I see di f*ck inna yuh eye so nuh look pon the bed
Cyah mi know yuh uh cum yah fi sleep
Gyal a bawl OUI
Cocky tuffa dan a concrete (hmm)
A nuh nuttn girl stay down pon yuh knees
Oh God what a pretty lickle freak
Lollipop in har mouth and she seh press record
To how di gyal bad, mi affi say thank yuh God
Me neva flap, gyal a run offa cock
Long cocky mek yuh cya walk gah yuh yard
American girl, Chinese, Japanese
African girl, Europe, Ghanese
Every girl inna di world feel up yuh p*ssy please
p*ssy hot like dem set fiya to leaves
Gyal yuh betta can f*ck
Gyal a bet yuh can dweet (hmm)
I see di f*ck inna yuh eye so nuh look pon the bed
Cyah mi know yuh uh cum yah fi sleep
Gyal a bawl OUI
Cocky tuffa dan a concrete (hmm)
A nuh nuttn girl stay down pon yuh knees
Oh God what a pretty lickle freak
Cum yah one night with a cute lickle bitch
The look inna yuh eye look so demonic
Tattoo inna yuh back look so devilish
Mi want yuh ride pon mi broom like a witch
A feel mi a pree yuh chu yuh run p*ssy quick
Yuh nah lef mi balls blue like carbolic
Mi Anaconda a run straight thru the zip
My buddy head a touch your p*ssy lips
Gyal yuh betta can f*ck
Gyal a bet yuh can dweet (hmm)
I see di f*ck inna yuh eye so nuh look pon the bed
Cyah mi know yuh uh cum yah fi sleep
Gyal a bawl OUI
Cocky tuffa dan a concrete (hmm)
A nuh nuttn girl stay down pon yuh knees
Oh God what a pretty lickle freak

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Yungen – Intimate Lyrics (feat. Craig David)

When you’re this close to me girl
Yeah I like it like that
Yeah I like it
Yeah I like it like that
All this body contact
Yeah I like it
Yeah I like it like that
[Outro: Craig David]
Early in the mornin’
She keeps calling
Keeps calling me like
I know what she wanting
Imma put it on her When you’re this close to me girl
Yeah I like it like that
Yeah I like it
Yeah I like it like that
All this body contact
Yeah I like it
Yeah I like it like that
[Bridge: Craig David and Yungen]
Early in the mornin’
She keeps calling
Keeps calling me like
I know what she wanting
Imma put it on her
Early in the mornin’
She keeps calling
Keeps calling me like
I know what she wanting
Imma put it on her
[Chorus: Craig David]
You wanna get intimate
I can see it in your eyes
So why you playin’ innocent? [Verse 1: Yungen]
I pull up in the passenger side
Of my best friends’ ride
But I am no scrub
So baby left them eyes
I had to check them thighs
You’re perfection size
I wanna get inside your Calvins
So let them slide
Baby swing my way
Everyday’s Friday
We eat, I pay
We can do night-day
We can get a pack and
You can smoke on the highway
You went from bestie
To my bae
Miss Innocent but you’re freaky
And behind closed doors
You never leave me
And I got a Merc’
You got a TT
And you are always waved
When you see me, fleeky
Started with textses
Now you’re in my bedroom protected
You’re the baddest one
Out of all of your collective
And you ain’t worried about
The girls that I’ve slept with
There’s no buttons to push now
When I phone exes
[Chorus: Craig David]
You wanna get intimate
I can see it in your eyes
So why you playin’ innocent? When you’re this close to me girl
Yeah I like it like that
Yeah I like it
Yeah I like it like that
All this body contact
Yeah I like it
Yeah I like it like that
[Verse 2: Yungen]
I pull up in the driver seat
Of that Mercedes Jeep
Yeah your hair on fleek
And your body petite
It took about 7 days
To have your body all weak
Yeah you can do it sexy
Or street
AND you know that I like that
We can go Valencia and you could
Throw it right back
I used to be a dog but
You know how to bite back
You’re the best of both worlds
And you don’t have to hide that
Yeah, your body’s got me sidetracked
[Bridge: Craig David and Yungen]
Yungen you know She wants your company
And she be thinking about you constantly
I got her overthinking
She’s on the sofa drinking
She ain’t really into open linking
I know that you don’t do this normally
But this girl got a different energy
Bro Imma take your
Word for that
So we can take that
Swerving back
[Chorus: Craig David]
You wanna get intimate
I can see it in your eyes
So why you playin’ innocent? When you’re this close to me girl
Yeah I like it like that
Yeah I like it
Yeah I like it like that
All this body contact
Yeah I like it
Yeah I like it like that
You wanna get intimate
I can see it in your eyes
So why you playin’ innocent?

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Trueno – Broke Lyrics (feat. Tano B.)

Tano B]
[Intro: Trueno, Tano B]
Ey, ey
Decimelo, Tano, ja
Yeh, yeh, yah
Trueno está en la casa, bro
LVMBDA Music (Cómo, ja)
Uh, yeh, yeh, yeh (Yeh)
Yeh, yeh, yeh
Cómo dice, pa’
Ey, ey, ey, ey
[Estribillo 1: Tano B]
I know you think I’m broke dog
But I’m feeling like Big Poppa
I know you think I’m broke dog
But I’m feeling like Big Poppa, ey
[Verso 1: Tano B, Trueno]
Viviendo chill, aquí no hay ley
Quiero diez bitches en L.A (En L.A)
Sigo manteniendo mi fe (Fe)
Tú aparentas ser triple seis, ey
Lo tengo todo y nada (Todo y nada)
Ambicioso, mamá (Mamá)
Cara en primera plana (Ja-ja)
Y ya no pido más (Na’ más)
El XXL freshman del mes (Wow)
Y unas Air Force One para estar bien flex (Bien flex)
[Estribillo 1: Tano B, Trueno]
I know you think I’m broke dog (Broke dog)
But I’m feeling like Big Poppa (Big Poppa)
I know you think I’m broke dog (Ja-ja)
But I’m feeling like Big Poppa (Cómo dice, bro)
[Verso 2: Trueno]
Yeah, ahora ando chill con mis compas
Hasta que el suelo se rompa (Rompa)
Saben de mí si me nombran (Nombran)
(Perdón, mis hits no se compran)
Entramo’ de la mano pero no sabemo’ si nos vamos
Mirando el Obelisco en aeroplano
Sólo quiero que lo mueva’ y que te olvide’ de lo malo
Si nos vamo’ pa’ lo oscuro es pa’ dejar todo más claro
Ja-ja, qué hijo de puta
Vos dame la base que le doy lo que le gusta
Voy a recorrerme el f*ckin’ mundo ‘e punta a punta
Tengo a muchos giles que me miran y me apuntan
Decile’ que estoy por todo’ lado’, si preguntan
[Estribillo 2: Trueno]
Run, run, run, ja
Nos ven y corren, parece una maratón, negro
Run, run, run, ey
Saqué una VISA directa para Japón, ma’
Run, run, run
Nos ven y corren, parece una maratón, ja-ja
Run, run, run, yo’
Saqué una VISA directa para Japón, let’s go
[Estribillo 1: Tano B, Trueno]
I know you think I’m broke dog
But I’m feeling like Big Poppa
I know you think I’m broke dog
But I’m feeling like Big Poppa
I know you think I’m broke dog (Broke dog)
But I’m feeling like Big Poppa (Big Poppa)
I know you think I’m broke dog (Broke dog)
[Puente: Trueno]
Ey
Y le metemos con el…
[Estribillo 2: Trueno]
Run, run, run, ja
Nos ven y corren, parece una maratón, negro
Run, run, run, ey
Saqué una VISA directa para Japón, mamá
Run, run, run
Nos ven y corren, parece una maratón, ja-ja
Run, run, run
[Outro]
You, me saqué una VISA, ey
Me saqué una VISA, ey [Letra de “Broke” ft.

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Faith No More – Das Schutzenfest Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Wir trafen dann zum offen Schützenfest
Für mich sieht sie aus wie Heinos Schwester (hey)
Schwarzbraun ist die Haselnuss
Schwarzgebräunt ist, war ihr Haar
[Chorus]
Oh, mein bayerisches Mädchen, Tage bloß hin
Hervor weisen, leg dich auch hin
Wir scheißen eben nicht mit dem
Das Schützenfest, niemals mehr gesehen (hey)
[Verse 2]
Wir machen Liebe im Schweinetrog
Meine Hosen platzen auf mein Dudelschwanz (hey)
Sie dachte, ich war ein Dandy und
Ihre Wade waren wie Eisbein
[Chorus]
Oh, Mädchen, Tage bloß hin
Hervor weisen, leg dich auch hin
Wir scheißen eben nicht mit dem
Das Schützenfest, niemals mehr gesehen (hey)
[Bridge]
Oh Klingel, ja ja
Hund, Hund weg
Hund weg, Arschloch
Hund weg
[Verse 3]
Sie machte aus meinem Herz, eine weiße Wurst
Sie tanzt ute-ut und Schuheplattler (hey)
Achselhöhle war frisch und duften wie
Sommermorgen, Sommermorgen
Super (hey)
[Chorus]
Oh Mädchen, tat mir ans
Superlochwel ihren BH
Wochenende, Scheiße aber nicht mit der
Das Schützenfest niemals mehr gesehen (hey)
Niemals mehr gesehen

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Tommy Lee Sparta – Captain Sparta Lyrics

When you me testing
It’s Tommy Lee representing
In class kids pay attention
And be a genius like Jimmy Neutron
Dora the explorer
Dora the explorer
Tell swiper stop the swiping
Back pack, gimmi the mop, meck mi find him
Children, children, dancing on the beat
Show me the way to sesame street
Bob the builder build me a bridge
Mushroom make Mario grow big
Hmmm silly rabbit tricks or for kids
Angry birds just knock out the pigs
Turn up the TV sit on the couch
My name stink a road like Asker the groce
Pickiny, pickiny, people pickiny
Dem deh watch mi like a Disney
Mi no goofy, mi no mickey
Why the people picking love mi
Tommy Lee Yeh
Tommy Lee
Tommy Lee Yeh
Tommy Lee I know
Once up on a time there was a kid name Tommy
Grow up in Flanka, raise with ma Mommy
Bring a new style weh the kids dem cubby
So mi build tune fi meck dem happy
Super man, super man, flying in the sky
Captain sparta catch the bad guy
Go, go, gagit, go save penny
Oh my God somebody kill Kelly
Pickiny, pickiny, people pickiny
Dem deh watch mi like a Disney
Mi no goofy, mi no mickey
Why the people picking love mi
Tommy Lee Yeh
Tommy Lee
Tommy Lee Yeh
Tommy Lee I know
Riddle mi this, riddle mi that
Road runner coming set him a trap
Who spin like a devil Taz Manion
Everybody know Tom and Jerry no chat
Scooby dooby doo where are you
Sponge bob have a crabby paddy for snack
Mega tron yo better relax
Actamous Prime knock it, attack
Pickiny, pickiny, people pickiny
Dem deh watch mi like a Disney
Mi no goofy, mi no mickey
Why the people picking love mi
Tommy Lee Yeh
Tommy Lee
Tommy Lee Yeh
Tommy Lee I know

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Trueno – Rain Lyrics

Yeah
Como- como- como-
Yeah
La’ gota’ chocan en mi ventana
Un domingo a la’ diez de la mañana
Hoy no tengo gana’ de hacer nada
Y me quedo pensando en mi cama
Agradezco por mi vida sana
Todo lo que hago es para mi mama
Allá afuera hay gente que me ama
Tengo que saber usar la fama
Es que todavía no me creo nada
Antes mi vida no valía nada
Ahora sigo no me importa nada
O gano todo o me voy sin nada
Sigo siendo el mismo de siempre, uh
Aunque ahora me mire más gente, yeah
Ya no puedo volver atrás mi familia y mis amigos son mi fuerte
Baby, yo quise quererte, uh
Muero por volver a verte
Sé que las cosas terminan y que nada de esto dura para siempre
Sigo soñando con verdes
Pa’ mi no existe la suerte
Solo me queda una bala y quiero ser millonario antes de la muerte, yeah
Todo esto es un laberinto pero mi mente no permite perderme
Noches de inspiración me hacen escribir letras mientras los otros duermen, ah
Tengo personas que odian pero prometí que no voy a caerme
Muchas personas escuchan mi música pero muy pocas la entienden
Me fui por otro camino porque me especializo en ser diferente
Le doy gracias al de arriba porque nunca me faltó un plato caliente
La música me ayudaba a solucionar los problemas con mi mente
Y es la misma la que me está haciendo conocer los otros contienentes
Sé que conocen a Trueno pero no a lo que Mateo siente
Todos mis miedos y mis inquietudes me volvieron alguien valiente
Pensé en dejar todo esto
En olvidarme y perderme
No era mi culpa tenía 14 y todo pasó de repente
Me criticaban todas las personas que pensé que iban a quererme, ey
Yo todavía era un niño y tenía que afrontar los problemas de frente
Decían que no los escuche, que sólo me envidian y mienten
Yo solo quería mostrar lo que hacía no sabía que había haters
Las críticas me corrían, no sabía dónde esconderme
Me pusieron el papel del villano cuando yo quería ser el héroe
El tiempo me hizo más grande, la vida me hizo entenderme
Empecé a luchar por mi futuro, ni un minuto deje de moverme
Tengo una sola cara, soy una persona transparente
Si pienso algo lo digo tampoco soy de los que mienten
Yo quiero vivir del cuento, los que critican que la cuenten
Y voy a seguir haciendo esto
Por más que quieran detenerme
Les pido perdón a los que le fallé
Te pido perdón si me equivoqué
Me pido perdón a mí mismo porque sé que en el pasado yo también me odié
Perdón si me puse sentimental
Perdón si descargué mi furia, ah
Perdón si este tema no te gusto
Esto es culpa de un día de lluvia

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Suga Free – Married To My Cadillac Lyrics (feat. Porsha Jade)

[Verse 4]
Was Crisp, and clean, and refreshing as a Hartland Head of Lettuce
Bitch, I drop yo ass off in front of in front of the clinic in the Pomona dinner fifth to sweat us
Porsha, get me out of this traffic in a hurry, please! Eyyyy Suga Free you took yo Cadillac ‘dorado and painted yo shit Pepto Bismal Pink!? [Verse 1]
She told me “face me” (laughter)
I said “okay” and ran to the phone booth spinned around a couple of times turned into super man and kicked her ass into space, see? I know a bitch touch your car, she gon’ meet her end huh? Pimp Pimp playa. You know this planet is cold
The twin towers came tumbling down
So did Anna Nicole! I compliment her on how she really handles the road
And she compliments me by tilting the wheel for me and engaging her cruise control
Chevron with Tekron hmm, that day I’ll never forget it was pump six Tuesday evening and I think the suns was playing the nix
And there was no skeletons in her closet
She confirms to me that she endures 91 Octane premium gasoline with no deposits
(Shit Nigga! GOD DON’T LIKE UGLY! Oh, that it’s totally superb when her vogue cuts the curb and I can feel her exquisite suspension! I’m feeling myself as I twirl the cadillac keys around the index finger, (cynical stuff!)
And I’m speaking from the sea weed of my soul
Yeah this is like an air-plain to me
Up, up, up, and away to the hoe stroll! Because she damn sure ain’t getting nothing from me
Suga Free you a motherf*cker! [Romey Rome]
I said Sheeeeit, well give her – you want some? This bitch sound like Christine! NOW THAT’S SOME BITCH KILLER SHIT! (Don’t trip, just take your foot off of the gas, hands off the wheel, and let me do it)
Cool! I see you gettin big Suga Free!)
[Verse 2]
Now just at the f*ck it is y’all think? And did I mention? (hello)
Your Leather’s back! Uh, May day haha, now Porsha did you hear that? (Oh what a nice compliment)
I know baby, now give my beer back
(Okay)
The letter “p” is the sixteenth letter made mind you
(Affirmative)
Thank you Porsha! Oh, hi Cadillac! You look better than half of these bitches do! (See we light-years ahead, and getting down on a space-bed nigga go head!)
[Verse 5]
Okay, shit
Motivated by the sixteenth letter made
Refusing phone calls from NASA, guess I’m giving up too much of this motherf*cking game
Up up high as a satellite intimidating our friendly skies
Summer breeze, palm trees, to the left, I croos my “t”s and I dot my “i”s
Then the Pimp God spoke:
“My Son, you have the power to squeeze water from a rock, oil from Iraq”
I said:
“Then why everytime I say ‘hit the dirt’ they dive on her back?”
(Laughter)
“Then why everytime I say ‘hit the dirt’ they dive on her back?”
[Romey Rome and Suga Free talk until the Song Fades] Dipped indian Schools, seen Suge and CJ move
Kept the Cadillac on cuzo, blue eye, “Suga Free Sinatra” fool
f*ck a stable in 07′ Stampeden’ now
Cuz I opened up a can of Alphabet Soup and all P’s came out
[Bridge]
We light-years ahead, and getting down on a space-bed nigga go head! I then peripheral to my left-side view mirror
Peripherals back
Suddenly “water-colors” on XM radio comes on
(Now don’t you like that?)
Baby light me a cigarette please (lighter noises)
Thank you! (But if you ever leave me, I find you!)
UH OH! Now I wish I would have been on “The Love” new York
I would have been like “where my thing at?”
He game go, woulda picked that bitch up so fast for the kango
A Sucka Ducka! Running over women with mustaches, no life, hair on her chest
Liar liar, bitch please!

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Yungen – All Night Lyrics (feat. Mr Eazi)

[Intro: Mr Eazi]
I wanna go all night
Go all night for you, for you, for you
[Verse 1: Yungen]
One magnum, I’ve got the stamina
Whole team bad and I’m the manager
That body got views like Canada (Six)
Show me you’ve got moves for my camera
Ba-back it, get your best side (Yeah)
Pretty little babe from the West side (West side)
I’m the reason why you don’t f*ck with next guys (Next guys)
When I needed TLC, you never left I (Left I)
Hands on your waist, slow wind
Back it up for me, go time
Tek my girl, low times (Never)
And I don’t know her name but she knows mine
Yeah, ring, ring, take my number
When it comes to the beat, I’m Boy Wonder
Big batty girl, you know that’s my ting
And she’s on a all night ting
[Chorus: Mr Eazi, Yungen]
I wanna go all night
Go all night for you, for you, for you
I’ll make you feel so right
Feel so right for you, for you, for you (Trust)
You make my ting go wild (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
You set my heart alive (You set my heart alive)
Oh lady don’t be shy (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Come baby, hold on tight
‘Cause I can go all night
Go all night for you, for you, for you
It’s ya boy Eazi
[Verse 2: Yungen]
Freaky girl, how your ting so good? So tight you can’t tek no wood
Leave your ex-man, he ain’t no good
I’m not the only one that’s saying you should
I come alive in the nighttime
I’ve got that Kojo Funds, you’ve got that fine wine
Twenty-five, I’m just hitting my prime
That good D’s got you calling my line
And I’ve still got the stamina
Two peng tings from West Africa
Had to duck Sharday for Fatima
Got her talking wild, David Attenborough
I’ve got babymumma drama with no babymumma
Winter ting but she wanna stay for summer
Big batty girl, you know that’s my ting
And she’s on a all night ting
[Chorus: Mr Eazi, Yungen]
I wanna go all night
Go all night for you, for you, for you
I’ll make you feel so right
Feel so right for you, for you, for you (Trust)
You make my ting go wild (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
You set my heart alive (You set my heart alive)
Oh lady don’t be shy (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Come baby, hold on tight
‘Cause I can go all night
Go all night for you, for you, for you
[Hook: Mr Eazi]
Look on the Gram for the see above
If anyone gon’ give you this kind love
On the ground for the sea above
I wanna go all…yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All night, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You see me so hot, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It’s ya boy Eazi
[Chorus: Mr Eazi, Yungen]
I wanna go all night
Go all night for you, for you, for you
I’ll make you feel so right
Feel so right for you, for you, for you (Trust)
You make my ting go wild (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
You set my heart alive (You set my heart alive)
Oh lady don’t be shy (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Come baby, hold on tight
‘Cause I can go all night
Go all night for you, for you, for you

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Darnell Williams – Round Here Lyrics

[Refrain]
My eyes much lower than they supposed to be
I can feeling the ending coming over me (over me)
Coming over me
[Verse 1]
I just wanna pull up in the Bentley coupe (skrt)
Show my young niggas how to get this loot (facts)
Teach ’em how to spot a snake, when to cut ’em loose
How to tell a nigga nicely, “I don’t f*ck with you” (I don’t)
If you see me in the ‘hood, holla “What it do?” (what up)
I’m never thirsty on no hoes, boy I got the juice
You ain’t callin’ ’bout that money, niggas hittin’ mute (click)
I swear this green’ll have them phonies poppin’ out the blue
[Chorus]
I’ve been looking ’round for love, I don’t see it
Ain’t no misses ’round here, only bitches ’round here
Don’t ever say that we the same, ‘less you mean it
Look suspicious ’round here, end up missin’ ’round here
I’m from a city niggas claim but don’t be at
All this dope ’round here, all the coke ’round here
Where niggas lucky just to make it out they teens
Count your blessings ’round here, living reckless ’round here
[Verse 2]
Look I’m 23 with a trust and a LLC
Told the Dean of Columbia, f*ck your art degree
I’ve been broke, I’ve been on, I’ve been [?] and in between
f*cking models in L.A., hittin’ hoodrats in the D
You can take that shit away but the essence never leaves
College-educated nigga with some ghetto-ass beliefs
Hopin’ God hear me Sunday and he save me through the week
Please forgive me for my sinnin’ while I’m movin’ thru these streets
[Refrain]
My eyes much lower than they supposed to be
I can feeling the ending coming over me (over me)
Coming over me
[Chorus]
I’ve been looking ’round for love, I don’t see it
Ain’t no misses ’round here, only bitches ’round here
Don’t ever say that we the same, ‘less you mean it
Look suspicious ’round here, end up missin’ ’round here
I’m from a city niggas claim but don’t be at
All this dope ’round here, all the coke ’round here
Where niggas lucky just to make it out they teens
Count your blessings ’round here, livin’ reckless ’round here
[Outro]

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Kevin Gates – Still Hold Up Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
I’m built Ford tough (Carmelo)
No, this how I used to be feelin’
Killer, you heard me   (James   put the check,   boy)
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Crossed out, hex, feel like I’m   possessed
I wanna handle baby daddy, it just ain’t happen yet
My   wife   just   sent that paper   there, I just   ain’t grab it yet
Nominated for the GRAMMYs, I went back to jail
Racist judge found me guilty, sent me back to Hell
Lost trial in the feds, went back on appeal
My lil’ ones irkin’ out, he back on them pills
Zombies lurkin’, close the curtains, we back on the steel
The voodoo lady say, “Okay,” I say, “I had to kill”
Get ’em down there for a show and put that racket here
Traffic tickets, had too many, I was gettin’ stopped
Never happen when I’m by myself so bein’ friendly stopped
I rock a lotta gold chains, I am not a coward
I’m thuggin’ hard, I’m connected to the higher power
Damn near lost it all believing’ in a bitch nigga
Okay, problem solved, I do shit a little different
[Chorus]
Talked about behind the back by my own family
But I’m built Ford tough, and I still hold up
Instances I used to deal with tried to hurt my marriage
But I’m built Ford tough, and I still hold up
[Verse 2]
They stack the deck with bitch niggas, everybody backs ’em (They do)
Been in the game since shit stains and I’m ’bout that action (I’m ’bout that)
I never ratted, a Louisiana livin’ legend (Why?)
Bitch, I’m in traffic, you play with Gates, you got to wet it (Grrat)
Just remember, I’m not a talker, I’m a stepper (I’m a stepper)
Broad day, I go to walkin’ up, applyin’ pressure (Boom, boom, boom)
Free C Murder (Ooh), they tried to ban me from the prisons (Ooh)
Maybe they know I’m only happy when I see my niggas (Ah)
Maybe they wanna see me broke or dead or back there with ’em (They do)
Shoutout the ones in the system with a life sentence (Oh, oh)
Woman pregnant for another brother, never visit (Don’t)
Shoutout the ones who still show love in the city
The way they hate you, make you kinda hate to f*ck with the city (Hm)
Gangster reason, long nights I remember (I remember)
I ask Big Dana for some pictures, I just really miss ya (Whaddup?)
Roamin’ the trenches where the cocaine get delivered
[Outro]
Say, look
Don’t never go look for yourself inside somebody else, you heard me
‘Cause some of these niggas outchea ain’t really cut like we cut
You know, we cut from a bandana
You know, these niggas cut from shit paper, you heard me
That shit sounds good until it takes place
But I’m built Ford tough, and I still hold up
But I’m built Ford tough, and I still hold up
But I’m built Ford tough, and I still hold up

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King Von – Grandson For President Lyrics

Scribing
[Chorus]
Grandson for president
Be cool and get your bitch ass truck, ain’t talkin’ elephant
I been killin’   shit   for too long,   I’m like a veteran
Wooski got shot,   now he takin’ medicine, but anyway
GDK, I be in them buildings where them killers stay
Vermin, that’s a one way, hop out, sparkin’, broad day
Try to run, get caught, that bitch got hit, that ho was in the way
Whole block, we run the city, rest in peace big A
[Verse]
Snitch, K, eight Ks, Great Danes, great aim
f*ck fame, she don’t even like me, she just like my chain
OTF, she don’t even know me, she just know my name
King Von, still in new whip, some shit’ll never change
Nigga we is not the same, I’m up in a different lane
All these unsolved murders, who you think they tryna blame
I’m bustin’ if you clutchin’, give a f*ck if you my cousin
That why for Young Money
So I don’t cuff ’em, I just f*ck ’em, rearrange their guts
Lil’ boy, I’m sneaky, I’m prolly in your granny busy
You come outside, they call offside
Up in the trenches, we don’t play that
He think he safe, but we know where he stay at
Latex, bleach all on my hands, he on that poster
Ask me, “Have I seen that boy?” No, I don’t know him
On the
The chef up in the kitchen, like, “What the f*ck is a Philly?”
[Chorus]
Grandson for president
Be cool and get your bitch ass truck, ain’t talkin’ elephant
I been killin’ shit for too long, I’m like a veteran
Wooski got shot, now he takin’ medicine, but anyway
GDK, I be in them buildings where them killers stay
Vermin, that’s a one way, hop out, sparkin’, broad day
Try to run, get caught, that bitch got hit, that ho was in the way
Whole block, we run the city, rest in peace big A

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Katatonia – Heart Set To Divide Lyrics

In times of surrender
I am shedding my scars
I was sick
But I was set for the stars
The robe wasn’t mine
But I wore it still
In the sunset of age
On the weight of my limbs
Closed was the door to my past perception
And my disposition
Had then been changed
I opened my mind to all the love forsaken
You saw my white flag
You saw our shadows merge
Through tides of repentance
My words led to deed
In their wake
See how I sway
Eyes fixed on the horizon
Bleak as it seems
I let the words relapse
And return to a dream
Then glide into the night
All my memories unbroken
I let the raptors circle me
To become their only prey
I see the beast laying waste
I see his wings keep unfolding
His name strewn across the sky
And reflected on the world
This is my elegy for love
Their covenant
Gold for our blood
Came to stay in exile
Transmigration at a halt
I could not cross
I had no choice but to make peace
Reach higher ground
Every breath now without a sound
Every breath now without a sound

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Sir Michael Rocks – Overload Lyrics

[Intro]
Bad, bad, bad, bad
Yea, Michael (bitch)
Ya bad, bad, bad, bad
Yea
[Chorus]
I said oh my God, we   going   overboard if we
Play   the same game again mmm baby
Hold   it down, you know the code
You hold me down so I won’t explode
Oh my God, we going overboard if we
Play the same game again mmm baby
Hold it down, you know the code
You hold me down so I won’t explode
[Verse 1]
So you in or is you out, you either are or you ain’t
Broke all of them hearts and you ain’t got a scar on yo face
But hey I hit it and ghosted too, some bitches is close to you
It’s not what you supposed to do but I was running reckless
I left some pillow cases stained salty and soaked
From women that love me but wanna toss me off of the boat
So get it don’t you, don’t let them broken hearts try and haunt you
It’s a risky ass game, we can play it if you want to
It’s like Russian Roulette, or that other one with the blade
Where you stab between your fingers while increasing the speed
Man, somebody gon’ get hurt or worse feelings get killed
When feelings get caught but I ain’t ever telling her talk
[Chorus]
I said oh my God, we going overboard if we
Play the same game again mmm baby
Hold it down, you know the code
You hold me down so I won’t explode
Oh my God, we going overboard if we
Play the same game again mmm baby
Hold it down, you know the code
You hold me down so I won’t explode
[Verse 2]
If I explode, you the detonator
Keep it together when we separated
Don’t ever let ’em see you sweating baby
Just keep ’em guessing ’cause you elevated
You know the rules, they writing fan fiction in my views
We creating and shit, don’t let ’em tell us what to do
I think I, I think I, I think I’m better wit you
But if we sink our own ship then it’s irrelevant (true)
We alive, ps5, Xbox, V reality
The games get more dangerous when you up in the salary
It’s more to lose, more to gain, people can change
So hold me down already, go to sleep with the thing
[Chorus]
I said oh my God, we going overboard if we
Play the same game again mmm baby
Hold it down, you know the code
You hold me down so I won’t explode
Oh my God, we going overboard if we
Play the same game again mmm baby
Hold it down, you know the code
You hold me down so I won’t explode

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Dani Faiv – Machete Mob Lyrics (feat. Hell Raton, Jack The Smoker, Lazza & Nitro)

[Testo di “Machete MOB” ft. [Outro: Nitro]
C’è una cosa che so è che sto bene con il Mob
E Machete è la mia home, Machete Mob [Bridge: Nitro]
C’è una cosa che so è che sto bene con il Mob
E Machete è la mia home, Machete Mob
[Strofa 3: Jack The Smoker]
Sala è piena, donna in gravidanza
Rap, fai pena, te la cavi in danza
Fai un tiro solo, gli sgravi d’ansia
Senti il Game Boy Color e poi chiami la finanza (Uh-uh)
Fumo una torre, mi distrae, sembro parigino
Scavallo i soldi della Siae, smeezy pari Gino
Qua trovi solo infami con i cerchi in lega
Come trovi solo infami quando cerchi in Lega
Ti hanno visto tutti come il goal di Sulley (Ah)
Sono venuto a mettere i puntini sulle “i” (Ah)
Ti schifo come se mi viene fuori un herpes
Non sto giocando come questi, buoni per PES
[Strofa 4: Hell Raton]
Asesino
Son diez años que los mato con el rap mas fino
Con tu rap cretino
Yo no me lastimo
Comparto pan y vino solo con mi tios
Para que los tengo baja tiro
Nani graba pequeño Kidd me llama
Y vuelo sobre el cielo de Atacama
Phili de marijuana, exploit el cardiograma
La gente nos aclama, los haters nos separan
No me creen cuando les digo que mi crew es lo mejor que ofrece el panorama
Hoy tuve un dejavú, no eres tu quien levanta la copa de quien gana
De quien gana, gana
[Strofa 5: Nitro]
Ah, con due Rivotril canti tipo Cee Lo Green
Col tuo socio lì, Lilo & Snitch (Ah-ah)
Non parlare del mio team, divisione Fringe
Sì, mi sa che tu sei il king ma in versione cringe (Ah-ah)
Questo vuole fare il savage
Apre la bocca e crolla tutto, sembra il 9/11
Con la merda in testa 24.7
Sembri il figlio del prete, la tua vita è seventh heaven
M’han detto: “Prendi la scena” e fa reset
Se poi mi dicono [?]
Te lo puoi ficcare nel culo quel pass
Che se il disco va male farò sesso orale col tubo del gas
[Ritornello: Nitro]
Non sei nel Mob
Con Machete ho fatto il cuore a metà
Ero una nullità, però oggi no
Tu parla e fammi pubblicità
Che c’avrai di smart a parte il phone? Lazza, Nitro, Hell Raton & Jack The Smoker]
[Intro: Nitro]
Con Machete ho fatto un cuore a metà
Ero una nullità, però oggi no
Tu parla e   fammi   pubblicità
Che c’avrai di   smart a parte il phone? C’è una   cosa che so
È che sto bene con il Mob
E Machete   è   la   mia home
Machete Mob
[Strofa 1: Dani Faiv]
Zero   dubbi (Eh), rimi   poco (Brr)
Se mi chiudi (Uh), dici dopo (Uh)
Stili crudi (Uh), pinzimonio (Uoh)
‘Sti rapper sono duri di comprendonio (Uooh)
Jack Black nella giacca
Sì, un blunt grosso come Jack Black nella giacca
Leva il Mac e ringrazia
Se sei grande non puoi correre se perdi le staffe (Uoh)
Ce la metto tutta come quando ho due canne mini
Niente canne e lean, solo cannellini
Non ci sei, non esulti
Se sto a tutti sul cazzo metto il cazzo su tutti (Yes)
[Strofa 2: Lazza]
Zzala la fa al volo se Dani ha fretta (Yeah)
Prendo tutta la torta, non la mia fetta (No)
Metto le palle in bocca a questa scena
Come una passeggiata all’aria aperta (Ehi)
Le piace nella gafi ma non nel culo
La faccio andare a casa, fra’, come Bugo
Babe, ci credo poco che sei un’oca
Zzoca dentro la bocca, sembra la moka
Vuole solo fare un tiro dalla narice
Fa quello che dico, è Pino La Lavatrice
Dacci un taglio Sweeny Todd
Senza battute di spirito
Ho amici di ogni tipo ma gli sbirri no (Uh-uh)
[Pre-Ritornello: Nitro]
Ho fatto tutto ma non ho mai messo un fra’
[?] di una hoe, per me c’è solo la gang
Da dieci anni siamo noi la novità (Cash)
Mi spiace per te che non sei nel Mob
[Ritornello: Nitro]
Con Machete ho fatto un cuore a metà
Ero una nullità, però oggi no
Tu parla e fammi pubblicità
Che c’avrai di smart a parte il phone?

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Maze – Happy Feelings (live) Lyrics

Happy feelin’s in the air touching people everywhere
Plenty love and everything listen to the people sing
I got myself to remind me of love
My mind and my heart I believe in above
These happy feelin’s I’ll spread them all over the world
From deep in my soul I wish you
Happy Feelin’s Happy Feelin’s
Happy Feelin’s Happy Feelin’s
I I’ve seen the light watch them shine down on me
I’m gonna spread my wings I’m gonna tell all I see
These happy feelin’s I spread them all over the world
From deep in my soul
Happy Happy
Happy Happy feelin’s
[repeat]

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