Playa Limbo – Los Amantes Lyrics

Yo soy uno de esos amantes
Tan elegantes como los de antes
Que siempre llevan guantes

Entre semana voy deportivo
Pero el domingo me pongo muy fino
Con mi chaque de lino

Y voy buscando por los balcones
Bellas julietas para mis canciones
Y hacerles los honores

Y siempre estoy
Rompiéndome la voz
Cantando coplas
Bajo tu ventana, amor
Sal ya que este trovador
Se esta asando de calor

Soy educado caballero
Bello, cortes y amable compañero
Un codiciado soltero

Y como no tengo complejos
Me miro siempre en todos los espejos
Antes de echar los tejos

Si alguna vez cometo errores
Para que no llores pido mil perdones
Con un millón de flores

Y siempre estoy
Rompiéndome la voz
Cantando coplas
Bajo tu ventana, amor
Sal ya que este trovador
Se esta asando de calor

Yo soy uno de esos amantes

Pato Fu – Agridoce Lyrics

Por que você às vezes
Se faz de ruim?
Tenta me convencer
Que não mereço viver
Que não presto, enfim

Saio em segredo
Você nem vai notar
E assim sem despedida
Saio de sua vida
Tão espetacular

E ao chegar lá fora
Direi que fui embora
E que o mundo já pode se acabar
Pois tudo mais que existe
Só faz lembrar que o triste
Está em todo lugar

E quando acordo cedo
De uma noite sem sal
Sinto o gosto azedo
De uma vida doce
E amarga no final

Saio sem alarde
Sei que já vou tarde
Não tenho pressa
Nada a me esperar
Nenhuma novidade
As ruas da cidade
O mesmo velho mar

Bea1991 – 360 Perfect Timing Lyrics

It’s separate, the way you put
Hands down
Immediate pleasure for
[?] miraculous
It’s separate, the way you put
Hands down
Immediate pleasure for
[?] miraculous
Perfect timing, no one alive

Hands down
Immediate pleasure for
[?] miraculous
Perfect timing, no one alive
Miraculous
Perfect timing, no one alive
Miraculous
Perfect timing, no one alive
Miraculous
Perfect timing, no one alive
What you saying?

Down, down, down, down
Perfect timing
Down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down
Perfect timing
Down, down, down, down

Salaam Remi – Find My Love Lyrics (feat. Nas & Amy Winehouse)

[Intro: Amy Winehouse & Nas]
Hey, oh
Yeah
Hey, oh
I’m feeling good, like I should, but, yo

[Chorus: Nas]
Got money on my mind but I still can’t find my love
Got money on my mind but I still can’t find my love

[Verse 1: Nas]
Dear past, present, and future, the rappin’ Fela Kuti
Pockets fat like ya booty, I love it when it’s juicy
So meet me at Sweet Chick, the private booth
You got that mac-n-cheese, I swear you’re lovin’ the truth
Sundays were made for me and you
Farmer’s market, play the pool
Curl up on the couch, watch a documentary or two
Smoke curl around my mouth, exhale then put it out
Don’t wanna go out, I need a girl up in this house
Oops… correction
I need a woman that know peace of mind’s a real bag
A true love I never had
So what the hell am I lookin’ for?
Someone who’s not bossy and not insecure
Your smile could cure cancer, your frown could start a world war
Somebody to join me while I’m sitting at the shore, sure

[Chorus: Nas]
Yo, I got money on my mind but I still can’t find my love, yeah
I got money on my mind but I still can’t find my love

[Verse 2: Nas]
Sexy in her clothes, can’t wait to get them off
Lames slide in your DMs, we laughin’ at them boys
Comfortable in the Benz, you comfortable while I make ends
Not the jealous type, you comfortable in ya own skin
Funny now, they wanna hear from me, weird
Been away six years, the kid is still hungry
Runnin’ through these courses of life, divorced the ex-wife
Made more money, I’m doin’ more than alright
Alright, try to figure why am I the guy they can’t get rid of
I saw friends come to an abrupt end, I’m outspoken

[Bridge: Nas & Amy Winehouse]
Yeah, hella money on my mind but I still can’t find my love
No love, Amy
Yeah
Yeah, Virgo ting, man
Salaam!

[Outro: Nas]
Yeah…
But I still can’t find my love (It’s a mood right here)
But I still can’t find my love
(It’s a mood)

Dreams We’ve Had – Sleep Forever Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I wrote a letter to you
I took a train to meet you
I put myself into my time capsule
Nice to meet you
I thought that I had lost you
But all along you were right there

[Verse 2]
Went to the doctor’s office
Doc told me I was so hurt
Doc gave me lots of pills
Doc told me these will fix you
But all I needed was you
And losing you was all I knew

[Chorus]
Tell me why should I keep holding on?
Getting lost and it’s you I need
Tears stream down on the sink
And I don’t remember my name

[Verse 3]
Tonight I’ll finally meet you
This night’s the last without you
I’ll read my letter to you
I’ll show you all my scars
Sleep now or sleep forever
I’ll take my chances, let me go

[Verse 4]
Transmit myself into your
Arms hold me, hold me so tight
Get sober get off those pills
Find a new drug will do me
Get found down in the bathroom
So hold my hand I’ll see you now

[Chorus]
Tell me why should I keep holding on?
Getting lost and it’s you I need
Tears stream down on the sink
And I don’t remember my name

[Bridge/Outro]
Crucify
Sleep tonight
Crucify
Till morning you’ll be loved tonight

[Repeat bridge/outro 2x]

Baby Keem – So What Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, Cardo, I ain’t go level ten yet
Please let me go level ten
Shoot through your car door, shoutout to Cardo
Please
Cardo got wings
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah, woah, woah

[Chorus]
Big who, blue dice, big money, that’s nice
You poppin’, so what, so what, so what
Top down, pull up, hot boys, that’s us
You poppin’, so what, so what, so what
Big who, blue dice, big money, that’s nice
You poppin’, so what, so what, so what
Top down, pull up, hot boys, that’s us
You poppin’, so what, so what, so what

[Verse]
Every time I fall up in this bitch, I go up
Oh, you got a bad bitch, so what?
Oh, you got a fast whip, so what?
I’m offended, man, that shit is not us
She beat a bitch up if I’m too apologetic
Whippin’ white bitch, that boy smokin’ Kylie Jenner
She want a pet, hop on a jet, yeah, pussy my dinner, woah
Hit then I dip, checkin’ my phone, blowin’ me up ’cause I did her, woah (Ayy, ayy)
Yeah, she put Baby Keem on her license plate (Ayy, ayy)
I am way too real, I can’t hang with fakes (Ayy, ayy)
Put that ass to bed, I call that a date (Ayy, ayy)
Make some f**kin’ room, bitch, you in my way

[Chorus]
Big who, blue dice, big money, that’s nice
You poppin’, so what, so what, so what
Top down, pull up, hot boys, that’s us
You poppin’, so what, so what, so what
Big who, blue dice, big money, that’s nice
You poppin’, so what, so what, so what
Top down, pull up, hot boys, that’s us
You poppin’, so what, so what, so what

Mir Fontane – Space Jam Lyrics

[Produced by Kev Rodgers]

[Intro: Mir Fontane]

Yea
Yea Yea Yea
Yea Yea Yea
Yea Yea Yea
Mmm

[Chorus: Mir Fontane & Kam DeLa]
Space jam jordans
Vibing to The Weeknd
She just wanna smoke and drink
And party on the weekend

Don’t believe in love
Maybe that ain’t for you
Drunk up in the club
Screaming niggas ain’t loyal

And that’s your problem girl
You don’t trust nobody
You don’t trust nobody
You don’t trust nobody

And that’s your problem girl
You don’t trust nobody
No, You don’t trust nobody

But you want to love somebody
Love somebody
You want to love somebody
Love somebody
You want to love somebody
Love somebody
Yea
Yea Yea Yea (Yeah Yeah)
But you don’t trust nobody
But you don’t trust nobody

[Verse 1: Mir Fontane]

Shawty from the Southside, yea
But she ain’t got no love for the city though
In the club with a bunch of young pretty hoes
Red cup and drunk snap chat videos
New year, new you, new number
Ass got a little fatter for the Summer
She said all niggas change like the weather
You made a promise to yourself you’d do better
Your last man was clown
Know that nigga f**ked around
Babygirl, and I’m so sorry
Now you f**k face down
With your phone face down
Cause you don’t trust nobody
But I’m nothing like your ex
Girl, you f**king with the best
Please don’t compare me to that other man
Still you rather hold it in
Won’t budge
Won’t bend
So every weekend you get higher than

[Chorus: Mir Fontane & Kam DeLa]
Space jam jordans
Vibing to The Weeknd
She just wanna smoke and drink
And party on the weekend

Don’t believe in love
Maybe that ain’t for you
Drunk up in the club
Screaming niggas ain’t loyal

And that’s your problem girl
You don’t trust nobody
You don’t trust nobody
You don’t trust nobody

And that’s your problem girl
You don’t trust nobody
No, You don’t trust nobody

But you want to love somebody
Love somebody
You want to love somebody
Love somebody
You want to love somebody
Love somebody
Yea
Yea Yea Yea (Yeah Yeah)
But you don’t trust nobody
But you don’t trust nobody

[Verse 2: Mir Fontane]
Girl you know you look better with your shades off
Put in work, still you never take no days off
Heard you dropped out of school and quit your day job
Plan on moving out to Cali with the BasedGod
Babygirl how the f**k you goin’ change up
How the f**k I go from daddy to a stranger
I’m barely in the city
So you treat me like I’m famous
Pussy still soaking every time they bring my name up
Your ex, yeah you use to love that nigga
But you don’t want that nigga
So it’s f**k that nigga
Almost had your cousins touch that nigga
Cause you don’t trust that nigga
Why you f**k that nigga
But you saying never again
Sloppy drunk nights on the ends
With all of your friends
Tempted to call you again
But I know that nobody wins
When you higher than

[Chorus: Mir Fontane & Kam DeLa]
Space jam jordans
Vibing to The Weeknd
She just wanna smoke and drink
And party on the weekend

Don’t believe in love
Maybe that ain’t for you
Drunk up in the club
Screaming niggas ain’t loyal

And that’s your problem girl
You don’t trust nobody
You don’t trust nobody
You don’t trust nobody

And that’s your problem girl
You don’t trust nobody
No, You don’t trust nobody

But you want to love somebody
Love somebody
You want to love somebody
Love somebody
You want to love somebody
Love somebody
Yea
Yea Yea Yea (Yeah Yeah)
But you don’t trust nobody
But you don’t trust nobody

Vant – Photographic Head Lyrics

Walk in on something i don’t wanna
See but i can’t forget
Those blueprints that you laid out on your bed

I been trying build what i saw
But i just can’t remember
Wish i had photographic head

When i get off the life support
I’ll get over you
When i breathe my own oxygen
I’ll be over you
Despite all of the chemicals
I’m reacting to
I’ll move on to better things
And you’ll be better too

Walk in on something i don’t wanna
See but i can’t forget
Those blueprints that you laid out on your bed

I been trying build what i saw
But i just can’t remember
Wish i had photographic head

Working on something i don’t wanna
Be but i can’t

When i get off the life support
I’ll get over you
When i breathe my own oxygen
I’ll be over you
In spite of all the medicine
I’m prescribing to
I’ll move on to better things
And you’ll be better too

Walk in on something i don’t wanna
See but i can’t forget
Those blueprints that you laid out on your bed

I been trying build what i saw
But i just can’t remember
Wish i had photographic head

Photographic head
Photographic head
Photographic head

Drakeo The Ruler – Bedrolls Or Bankrolls Lyrics (feat. Ketchy The Great)

[Intro: Drakeo the Ruler]
Sheesh
I guess this means I’m tourin’
Free all my niggas
It’s regular

[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
Bro cut the lean down
I know I’m a lean junkie but stop tellin’ all my business
So you ain’t gon’ stop until you layin’ up in prison
It’s official, niggas try me, I’ma kill ’em, oh
Drakeo you wildin’, so you don’t think I notice
I’m climbin’ through windows and abusing all these sodas
Mister f**kin’ Mosely, watch when you approachin’
Niggas talkin’ like I ain’t got dracos stashed up in the sofa
Ugh, I know I’m crazy
I know I’m a mainy, this lean got me lazy
Fresh up out of jail when I got hit with the latest
Don’t run up on Drakeo ’cause he ain’t favorite, ugh

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
Bedrolls or bankrolls, which one you want?
I guess I like bankrolls, I said that from the jump
I like F&N’s and dracos, this ain’t what you want
I could’ve been snitch but that’s for punks, oh
Bedrolls or bankrolls, which one you want?
I guess I like bankrolls, I said that from the jump
I like F&N’s and dracos, this ain’t what you want
I could’ve been snitch but that’s for punks
Bedrolls or bankrolls, which one you want?
Bedrolls or bankrolls, which one you want? shit nigga
Bedrolls or bankrolls, which one you want?
I guess I like bankrolls, I said that from the jump
I like F&N’s and dracos, this ain’t what you want
I could’ve been snitch but that’s for punks, bedrolls or bankrolls

[Verse 2: Ketchy the Plug]
I just gave my bedroll back, I took money
Thirsty for chili, uchies, nigga them blue hundreds
I just put a bitch on a carpet, she blade runnin’
We run it ’cause niggas be snitchin’ when feds comin’
My mouthpiece frozen, I’m solid, won’t say nothin’
Eight hundred floor, supermax was no fussin’
Under the stairs, had to show ’em the repercussion
For f**kin’ with Greedy niggas, had to give him the thunder

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
Bedrolls or bankrolls, which one you want?
I guess I like bankrolls, I said that from the jump
I like F&N’s and dracos, this ain’t what you want
I could’ve been snitch but that’s for punks, oh
Bedrolls or bankrolls, which one you want?
I guess I like bankrolls, I said that from the jump
I like F&N’s and dracos, this ain’t what you want
I could’ve been snitch but that’s for punks
Bedrolls or bankrolls, which one you want?
Bedrolls or bankrolls, which one you want? shit nigga
Bedrolls or bankrolls, which one you want?
I guess I like bankrolls, I said that from the jump
I like F&N’s and dracos, this ain’t what you want
I could’ve been snitch but that’s for punks, bedrolls or bankrolls

[Outro: Drakeo the Ruler]
Shout out to all my niggas out there gettin’ a bankroll
Didn’t complain about the repercussions
Shit my nigga Marley, Peezy, J-Ball, Young Coo, scammers
My nigga DMac, my young nigga Kid, my lil partner
Scammers from all that, shit is regular

Atwood – Torey’s Interlude Lyrics

In the darkness of the night i could see what was left for me
A naked muddy surface in which i would leave my destiny
A couple raindrops graced my cheek with their tiny splashes
And I’m a geek so i smiled and then wiped my glasses
I’m only finding passage through this strange phenomenon
I grew up playin sega but i still got love for Donkey Kong
Most people wouldn’t though and that kinda confuses me
I think about the past and get hung up on who i used to be but
My wardrobe is changing
I am not the same man
I speak in metaphors before turning the terms to lamens
I don’t like changes but I’ll merge if the lane ends
I’d prefer famous but I’m sure I’d be perturbed… anxious
Okay. .I’ve had my sayings
Now I’m gonna pass it off to someone that is so amazing
She’d play as sonic I’d play as tails
Sister if you will show the world what you’re made of

Oh ya know I’ve got to be free
All i needs these mountains
And you, and you, and me
Chasin roads against these blue skies
I know we’re gonna be fine yeah, know we’re gonna be fine yeah
Sometimes I’m thinkin that love’s a big mistake
And I don’t know if my heart can take another break
So I look at you and tell me is it gonna be fine
And you give me peace of mind, yeah
Oh ya know I’ve got to be free
All i needs these mountains
And you, and you, and me
Chasin roads against these blue skies
I know we’re gonna be fine yeah, I know we’re gonna be fine yeah
Oh ya know I’ve got to be free
We can show the world what we’ll be

Wolfi – Misleading Lyrics

[Intro]
Woo
I never stopped the bleeding
But damn it, I know how to take a beating
Told her that I loved her, she said that sounded misleading
I don’t know what to tell ya
I don’t know what to tell ya

[Chorus]
I never stopped the bleeding
But damn it, I know how to take a beating
Told her that I loved her, she said that sounded misleading
I don’t know what to tell ya
I don’t know what to tell ya
I never stopped the bleeding
But damn it, I know how to take a beating
Told her that I loved her, she said that sounded misleading
I don’t know what to tell ya
I don’t know what to tell ya (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
I’m tryna figure out when the pain gon’ stop
I talk a lot of game, but I ain’t on top
But maybe if I rock designer ankle socks
She’ll hear me out when Benny Franklin talks
I’ll admit I was a bit misguided
In the midst of my identity crisis
Gave up on the gold just to chase those diamonds
I ain’t been the same, baby, don’t be frightened

[Pre-Chorus]
Stop smoking cigarettes, they’re bad for your health
She said, “Sorry, I’m just addicted to killing myself”
We’re the same, yeah, I too can’t hide that feeling too well
But I’ll live for you if you live for me

[Chorus]
I never stopped the bleeding
But damn it, I know how to take a beating
Told her that I loved her, she said that sounded misleading
I don’t know what to tell ya
I don’t know what to tell ya
I never stopped the bleeding
But damn it, I know how to take a beating
Told her that I loved her, she said that sounded misleading
I don’t know what to tell ya
I don’t know what to tell ya

[Verse 2]
Ever since she left, things just haven’t been the same
Yeah, well, I guess that I’m to blame
I was young and dumb enough to think that I deserved the fame
But under the success, all I ever felt was pain
Do you think about me?
‘Cause I think about you and I talk about you proudly
I know you’re sleeping soundly
But I’ve been dreaming of the dreams that you dream without me
(I’m cringing at myself right now)

[Pre-Chorus]
Stop smoking cigarettes, they’re bad for your health
She said, “Sorry, I’m just addicted to killing myself”
We’re the same, yeah, I too can’t hide that feeling too well
But I’ll live for you if you live for me

[Chorus]
I never stopped the bleeding
But damn it, I know how to take a beating
Told her that I loved her, she said that sounded misleading
I don’t know what to tell ya
I don’t know what to tell ya
I never stopped the bleeding
But damn it, I know how to take a beating
Told her that I loved her, she said that sounded misleading
I don’t know what to tell ya
I don’t know what to tell ya

[Outro]
Hey, hey
Woo
Wow

Cask – Throwaway Lyrics

Thrown away like a bag in the wind
It all starts where it begins
Discarded like a broken mirror
It all ends when it gets clearer
Lost myself between then and now
Still can’t work it all out
Looking back, did I have anything?
Holding onto what the future brings

Honey did you see me in the paper last week?
My face displayed on the milk bottle

Thrown away like a chewed cat toy
At least that was enjoyed
Discarded like a shopping trolley
Where did you last see me?
Did I run away or was I kidnapped?
It all happened so fast
The alcohol sinks to the bottom
Along with my new found stardom

Zico – Any Song Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus]
왜들 그리 다운돼있어?
뭐가 문제야, say something
분위기가 겁나 싸해
요새는 이런 게 유행인가
왜들 그리 재미없어?
아, 그건 나도 마찬가지
Tell me what I got to do
급한 대로 Bluetooth 켜

[Chorus]
아무 노래나 일단 틀어
아무거나 신나는 걸로
아무렇게나 춤춰
아무렇지 않아 보이게
아무 생각 하기 싫어
아무개로 살래 잠시
I’m sick and tired of my everyday
Keep it up, 한 곡 더

[Verse 1]
아무 노래나 일단 틀어
아무렴 어때, It’s so boring
아무래도 refresh가 시급한 듯해
쌓여가 스트레스가
배꼽 빠질 만큼만 폭소하고 싶은 날이야
What up my dawgs, 어디야 너희
올 때 병맥주랑 까까 몇 개 사 와, huh
Club은 구미가 잘 안 당겨
우리 집 거실로 빨랑 모여
외부인은 요령껏 차단 시켜
밤새 수다 떨 시간도 모자라
누군 힘들어 죽겠고 누군 축제
괜히 싱숭생숭, I want my youth back
좀 전까지 왁자지껄 하다 한 명 두 명씩 자릴 떠

[Pre-Chorus]
왜들 그리 다운돼있어?
뭐가 문제야, say something
분위기가 겁나 싸해
요새는 이런 게 유행인가
왜들 그리 재미없어?
아, 그건 나도 마찬가지
Tell me what I got to do
급한 대로 Bluetooth 켜

[Chorus]
아무 노래나 일단 틀어
아무거나 신나는 걸로
아무렇게나 춤춰
아무렇지 않아 보이게
아무 생각 하기 싫어
아무개로 살래 잠시
I’m sick and tired of my everyday
Keep it up, 한 곡 더

[Verse 2]
떠나질 못할 바엔
창밖은 쳐다도 안 봐
회까닥해서 추태를 부려도
No worries at all
이미지 왜 챙겨, 그래 봤자 우리끼린데
Ohh, 늦기 전에 막판 스퍼트
20대가 얼마 안 남았어
편한 옷으로 갈아입어
You look nice get’em high
얼핏 보면 그냥 코미디
이렇게 무해한 파티 처음이지
만감이 교차하는 새벽 2시경
술잔과 감정이 소용돌이쳐

[Pre-Chorus]
왜들 그리 다운돼있어?
뭐가 문제야, say something
분위기가 겁나 싸해
요새는 이런 게 유행인가
왜들 그리 재미없어?
아, 그건 나도 마찬가지
Tell me what I got to do
급한 대로 Bluetooth 켜

[Chorus]
아무 노래나 일단 틀어
아무거나 신나는 걸로
아무렇게나 춤춰
아무렇지 않아 보이게
아무 생각 하기 싫어
아무개로 살래 잠시
I’m sick and tired of my everyday
Keep it up, 한 곡 더

[Outro]
아무 노래나 일단
아무 노래, 아무 노래
아무 노래나 틀어봐
아무 노래, 아무 노래
아무 노래나 틀어봐
아무 노래, 아무 노래
아무 노래나 틀어봐
아무 노래, 아무 노래
아무 노래나, KOZ

Mac Miller – Everybody Lyrics

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[Intro]
Everybody’s gotta live
And everybody’s gonna die
Everybody just wanna have a good, good time
I think you know the reason why
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Verse 1]
Everybody’s gotta live
And everybody’s gonna die
Everybody’s gotta live
I think you know the reason why
Yeah, sometimes the going gets so good, yeah
But then again it get pretty rough, yeah
But when I have you in my arms, baby
You know I just can’t, I just can’t get enough

[Chorus]
Everybody’s gotta live
And everybody’s gonna die
Everybody’s gonna try to have a good, good time
I think you know the reason why

[Verse 2]
Saw a blind man standin’ on the corner, baby, yeah
And he couldn’t hardly tie his shoes, yeah
Harmonica and guitar strapped around his neck
But he sure could, he sure could play the blues

[Chorus]
Everybody’s gotta live
And everybody’s gonna die
Everybody’s gonna try to have a good, good time
I think you know the reason why, yeah

[Verse 3]
Feel like I’ve seen a million sunsets, yeah
If you’re with me I’ll never go away
That’s when I stopped and I took a look at my baby
She said, “If you’re with me, I won’t go away”

[Chorus]
Because everybody’s gotta live
And everybody’s gonna die
Everybody’s gonna try to have a good, good time
I think you know the reason why

Eminem – No Regrets Lyrics

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[Intro: Eminem & Don Toliver]
(Oh, oh, yeah) Yeah
You know, if I had a chance to do it all over again (Oh, oh)
I wouldn’t change shit (Oh, oh)
D.A. got that dope
I’m screamin’ out no regrets

[Chorus: Don Toliver]
You been through the hardest spot, ego the largest, I made you a star (I’m screamin’ out no regrets)
I been movin’ slowly, tryna play it low, the ‘Vette look like a storm (Screamin’ out no regrets)
Put you through dumb shit, got you thinkin’ I run shit (I ain’t havin’ regrets)
I’ve been feeling so alone, just like I’m so lost, just like I’m—

[Verse 1: Eminem & Don Toliver]
Yeah, they miss the old me
I think they want me to OD on codeine
They want my life in turmoil like in ’03
They want front row seats, I give ’em nosebleeds
They want me imploding, exploding, self-loathing, eroding
I’m screaming at ’em with no regrets and I’m hulking
I’m rippin’ out of my clothing
I had to go see the doc like Kool Moe Dee (Yeah)
Never took much to convince Dre
Never been swayed by color or skin shades
Since day one, Hellraiser with twin blades of a sensei
Givin’ up, no comprende (Woo)
Tin brain, prolly fucked in the membrane
Slim Sha— mind’s in the gutter, but insane
Pen game like I just struck in the tenth frame (Screamin’ out no regrets)
Yeah, I live on the edge, I sit on the ledge
To shit on your heads, I been on the bench
Forgive and forget is the only thing I’d ever live to regret
Hell-bent on revenge, you left me for dead
I crawled out my grave, you better be ready and set
My enemies ain’t put an end to me yet (I’m screamin’ out no regrets)

[Chorus: Don Toliver & Eminem]
You been through the hardest spot, ego the largest, I made you a star (I’m screamin’ out no regrets)
I been movin’ slowly, tryna play it low, the ‘Vette look like a storm (Screamin’ out no regrets, yeah, no apologies, I ain’t takin’ shit back)
Put you through dumb shit, got you thinkin’ I run shit (I ain’t havin’ regrets)
I’ve been feeling so alone, just like I’m so lost

[Verse 2: Eminem]
All the hate, can’t tell exactly where it stems from
But it’s happening again, huh?
Y’all used to be in my corner
Now you just backed me in one
Innocent bystanders, I’m bound to hit some
For some adversaries, I carry big guns
So some targets’ll get the kill shot
Some, I just barely nicked ’em
I can make a mistake and erupt and end up takin’ a dump
Or sayin’ some dumb shit, thinkin’ I run shit
Misplacin’ my anger enough to give Earl and Tyler, The Creator the brunt
Shoulda never made a response shoulda just aimed for the fake ones
Them traitorous punks, ’cause snakes are just cunts
They can get fucked with eight hundred motherfuckin’ vibrators at once
And for any of those who may have come close to about dyin’
And can’t listen to “Arose” without cryin’
For those who feel low like you’re ’bout spiralin’
But this is only for those that I’m inspirin’
Weapon never unholstered without firin’
My will I’m imposin’, foes are gonna feel like they’re in the throes of a mountain lion
They talk about my daughters hopin’ I fly off of the handle
‘Cause my first thought is to trample and write a thousand bars
But sometimes it’s like dropping’ an anvil on a house of cards
Or Godzilla squashin’ a crouton with combat boots on
Or droppin’ a goddamn nuke bomb on top of an anthill
(I’m screamin’ out no regrets) Can’t do it, nah

[Chorus: Don Toliver & Eminem]
You been through the hardest spot, ego the largest, I made you a star (I’m screamin’ out no regrets, took it all)
I been movin’ slowly, tryna play it low, the ‘Vette look like a storm (Screamin’ out no regrets, yeah, no regrets though, no white flags either)
Put you through dumb shit, got you thinkin’ I run shit (I ain’t havin’ regrets, yeah)
I’ve been feeling so alone, just like I’m so lost, just like I’m—

Mac Miller – Surf Lyrics

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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey
Said

[Verse 1]
Where are you goin’? Can I come too?
The whole world is open, a playground for me and you
And we could be fine, shit, who the hell knows?
It’s your eyes and your ears and your mouth and your nose
Head and your shoulders, your knees and your toes
I dream of this moment
Will it come true?
The whole world, they know it
They just waitin’ for me and you
And she, just like I
Got her head in the clouds
Don’t need to be lower
Before it’s all over, I promise we’ll figure it out
I ain’t comin’ down
Why would I need to?
So much of this world is above us, baby
They might tell you that I went crazy
I’m just tryna read you
Ooh, ooh, oohh
Ooh-ooh-oohh

[Chorus]
I know we try
And the days, they go by
Until we get old
There’s water in the flowers, let’s grow
People, they lie
But hey, so do I
Until it gets old
There’s water in the flowers, let’s grow

[Post-Chorus]
Let it go, let it be
We’re all we need today
Let it go, let it be
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm

[Verse 2]
Yeah, well
Sometimes I get lonely
Not when I’m alone
But it’s more when I’m standin’ in crowds
That I’m feelin’ the most on my own
And I know that somebody knows me
I know somewhere there’s home
I’m startin’ to see that all I have to do is get up and go

[Bridge]
Goin’, goin’, goin’ before I’m gone
Gotta get goin’, goin’, goin’ before I’m gone

[Chorus]
Ayy, and I know we try
Days, they go by
Until we get old
There’s water in the flowers, let’s grow
People, they lie
But hey, so do I
Until it gets old
There’s water in the flowers, let’s grow

[Instrumental Outro]

Eminem – Unaccommodating Lyrics

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[Intro: Young M.A & Eminem]
Oh, this what we doin’? Alright
M.A

[Verse 1: Young M.A]
I like a bitch that like to wobble, wobble
Shake it, shake it, break it, break it
Nigga, we made it, made it, they hate it, hate it
Pro professional, pure persistent, I’m paper chasing
I hate complaining, I hated waiting, I’ll pay for patience
But I hate to pay a bill (Hate that)
And I made a mil’ without a major deal (I made that)
Yeah, her ass fake, but she came for real (She came, uh)
Money ain’t a thing, that ain’t a thing for real
It’s the broke lingo (Huh)
And no, ain’t nothing Saweetie, this is no Quavo (Migo)
Man, I just get high, let my hoes lay low (Ooh)
I just want some face but this is no facial (Ooh)
Do right and kill er’body, Drake mode (Hello)
Bitch, I’m tryna eat out, take your plate mode (Hello)
Disrespect your life and I’m in gang mode (Grrr)
You can leave this earth, bitch, I’m in rake mode (Huh)
I’m in cake mode (Huh), I’m in brave mode, uh
What up, Marshall? I’m a martian, I’m in Wayne mode (Facts)
Neck wet, big drip, I’m in rain mode (Drip, drip, drip)
Eight niggas, eight hittas, take eight souls (Brrr)
Collect pesos (Huh), and I’m paid, so? (Paid)
Self-made goals (Hey)
When the pain leaves (Huh)
Where does the pain go? (Where?)
Tip of the backwood is where the flame goes (There)
To the sky is where my brain goes (Wow)
Same pack, same fiend, sellin’ the same clothes (Wow)
Pinocchio and my pistol, they got the same nose
Me and my niggas gotta eat, we share the same stove (What?)
Case closed, bodies in my lane, bitch, lane closed

[Verse 2: Eminem]
Game over, Thanos on you H-O’s
On my petty shit but I don’t paint toes (Yeah)
Get the plunger (Plunger) ’cause Marshall and M.A go plum crazy
Call us liquid plumber, ’cause even Dre know (Dre know)
Beat knocks like a beefed up Detox
You’re gonna need three SWATs or police officers at least to come pull me off of it and I don’t stop
Please dawg, I need y’all to keep talking shit ’cause I feed off of it
I am the complete opposite of these retards who spit these weak bars, I’ma leave carnage
Each thought’ll be so toxic, it’ll block the wind through your esophagus
Stop it, cutting off your oxygen
And I hit them pads like a boxing gym
Better watch for Slim, better get to popping when I’m at the top again
I won’t topple, I’m giving it to anyone who wanna come and get it and I’m not gonna stop
But when they ask me is the war finished with MGK? Of course it is
I cleansed him of his mortal sins, I’m God and the Lord forgives even the devil worshippers
I’m moving on but you know your scruples are gone when you’re born with Lucifer’s horns
And you’re from the school of Notorious, Puba, Cube and The Poor Righteous Teachers tutored my students
Showed them all the blueprint and formula
But it seems like the more they studied my music, the more they remind me of eyeballs
I’m watching my pupils get cornier (Uh)
But I’m contemplating yelling “Bombs away” on the game
Like I’m outside of an Ariana Grande concert waiting

[Chorus: Eminem]
They call me Saddam Hussein, Ayatollah Khomeini
Where’s Osama been? I been laden lately
Look at how I’m behaving, they want me gone away
They wanna JonBenet me (Fuck you), I’m unaccommodating
Man, I don’t see why they hate me
I’m a clown like John Wayne Gacy
They call me Kanye crazy
APESHIT, Beyonce, Jay-Z
And I’m back with Andre, baby
And the doctor’s operating
But he never put no scrubs on from Snoop, K. Dot to Shady

[Verse 3: Eminem]
Shady like a shadow or your silhouette, intellect, I better check to see why you feel upset
‘Cause I met your bitch on the internet now I’m getting head like a Pillow Pet
That bimbo can put her lips all the way around this bone and then blow
Like a dusty cartridge from an old Nintendo
Those were the days but I bet you, I’m never gonna be broke again, no
I don’t smoke but I got paper, to be blunt, I’m rolling Indo
And I keep it one comma, zero, zero, zero, zero
Real, real, real, murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill
Nickle-plated, twenty two, two, two
Bitch, shut the fuck up ‘fore I shoot you too
Ain’t shit I won’t do just to get a few YouTube views
Run up in a church like pew, pew, pew
‘Cause that’s what I do, do, do
But, even to the untrained human eye
We ain’t the same, you and I
Somebody should have explained to you why
For you to go against me, it’s simply insane, you will die (Yeah)
That’s why they call me Kamikaze, it’s plain suicide, yeah
But I know magic and here go my last trick
I’m ’bout to say “Abracadabra” and pull a B Rabbit up out of my hat
I’m about to relapse and I betcha that you won’t know how to react
But a look of disgust, I don’t doubt it’d be that
As I begin to fuckin’ devour the track
And you backpedal that is a cowardly act
Like a Saudi attack when the towers collapsed

[Chorus: Eminem]
They call me Saddam Hussein, Ayatollah Khomeini
Where’s Osama been? I been laden lately
Look at how I’m behaving, they want me gone away
They wanna JonBenet me (Fuck you), I’m unaccommodating

City Girls – Money Fight Lyrics

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[Intro]
Rippa on the beat, bitch
City Girls
Yung Miami
JT

[Chorus: JT]
Rich gangsters to the left
(Rich gangsters to the left)
Trap gangsters to the right
(Trap gangsters to the right)
Errybody throwin’ money
(Errybody throwin’ money)
Money fight, money fight
(Money fight, money fight)

[Verse 1: JT]
Fuck them ones, throw some hunnids on me
That’s the way it’s gon’ be
You wanna fuck with JT
Money fight in this bitch
Who gon’ pay my rent?
Throw some money, pay the car note on this Benz (Skrrt)
And I ain’t tryna be friends with a Marcus who ain’t tryna spend Ms
Ain’t no Netflix and chill, yeah
T-Throw ten bands, let a bitch know it’s real
Throw another five if you really got a vibe
Them rich niggas throwin’ money on the other side
Money fight, yeah, it’s a money fight
Get your ass out the way if your money ain’t right

[Chorus: JT]
Rich gangsters to the left
(Rich gangsters to the left)
Trap gangsters to the right
(Trap gangsters to the right)
Errybody throwin’ money
(Errybody throwin’ money)
Money fight, money fight
(Money fight, money fight)
Money fight, money fight
It’s a money fight
Broke boy, fall back if your money ain’t right
Money fight, money fight
It’s a money fight
We need more ones, it’s a money fight

[Verse 2: Yung Miami]
I’ma get this money, I’ma work that shit
I’ma shake my ass like the birthday bitch
All these fake-ass hoes, yeah, they hate they shit
‘Cause they niggas pay me, they can’t take that shit
A-All the real-ass bitches can’t fuck with this shit
‘Cause I’m a bad yellow bitch outta City Girl clique (City Girls)
Yung Miami, and I drip with Gucci
Bust-down on my wrist and my body, stupid (Ow)
Money fight and you know we gone
We be throwin’ more money than these niggas throwin’
Get, get, get, get it, girl
Can’t nobody do it like a City Girl (Get it, get it)

[Chorus: JT]
Rich gangsters to the left
(Rich gangsters to the left)
Trap gangsters to the right
(Trap gangsters to the right)
Errybody throwin’ money
(Errybody throwin’ money)
Money fight, money fight
(Money fight, money fight)
Money fight, money fight
It’s a money fight
Broke boy, fall back if your money ain’t right
Money fight, money fight
It’s a money fight
We need more ones, it’s a money fight

[Outro: JT]
It’s the birthday set, it’s the birthday set
All my strippers on deck, it’s the birthday set
It’s the birthday set
Young nigga blow a check for the birthday bitch
Money fight, money fight
Money fight, money fight
Money fight, money fight
Money fight
Bad boys to the left
Rap boys to the right
Money fight, money fight, money fight
NBA to the left
NFL to the right (Ayy)
Money fight, money fight, money fight
Rich gangsters to the left
Trap gangsters to the right
Money fight, money fight, money fight
Get it, get it, get it, get it
City, city, city, city
City Girl with it
City Girl with it
City Girl with it
City Girl with it

Jaden – The Hottest Lyrics

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[Intro]
I just landed in Miami, swear they’ll never understand me
Hunnid on the free way and I’m gunnin’ for the Grammy
Sexy mama got a whip, hella sandy
She wanna take the city, I said “Baby, why can’t we?”

[Chorus]
Bad boys, we don’t really got a choice (Got a choice)
I’m the hottest, you can hear it in voice (In my, in my)
Hot fire, got the city goin’ up (Shit is hot)
You can’t roll around unless you one of us
Tell ’em bad boys, we don’t really got a choice (No choice)
I ain’t modest, you can hear it in my voice (Listen up)
Hot fire, got the city goin’ up (Hot)
You can’t roll around unless you one of us (Woo)

[Refrain]
Time after time (Yeah, yeah), I feel your love
Roll the windows up (Yeah, yeah)
We don’t give no fucks (Yeah, yeah)
Time after time
My pockets still stuffed (Stuffed)
Quarter milli in the truck (Facts)
And the stick is still tucked (Tucked)

[Verse 1]
And the spot is by the beach
Pull up in that eco friendly, and I don’t wanna preach
Got the twins with me, had to give ’em 50 each
Homie told me if I pull up, that I might end up deceased
Let me think, that shit was a reach (Facts)
I’m done with the talkin’, I just gotta let ’em see (Oh)
I’ma pull up on your ass, with the bands on me (Bands)
When I’m sailing through the water, load the cannons on me
I gotta walk with a lean but no Fanta on me
You know the feds always watch, got they cameras on me, huh-huh
Flooded with diamonds, man, you know you can’t compete
We ain’t stoppin’ on no beat till we hottest in the streets, better know

[Refrain]
Time after time (Oh-oh)
I feel your love (I feel your love)
Roll the windows up (Roll the windows up)
We don’t give no fucks (We don’t give no fucks)
Time after time (Time)
My pockets still stuffed (My pockets still stuffed)
Quarter milli in the truck (Quarter milli in the truck)
And the stick is still tucked

[Chorus]
Bad boys, we don’t really got a choice (Got a choice)
I’m the hottest, you can hear it in voice (In my, in my)
Hot fire, got the city goin’ up (Shit is hot)
You can’t roll around unless you one of us, tell ’em

[Verse 2]
Told the label double my advance (My advance)
Lotta different color bands in these pants (In these pants)
Hit Japan, in Shibuya with the fans (We know you the feds)
And them other bitches Stanley Kubrick with the lens, nigga
Shit is hot, you can’t do that shit again (Shit again)
Callin’ jury duty but they know that I’m in France
She said, “You ain’t call,” I said, “I never got a chance
I’ve been runnin’ through your city with a crystal in my hand, girl”

[Refrain]
Time after time (Oh-oh)
I feel your love (I feel your love)
Roll the windows up (Roll the windows up)
We don’t give no fucks (We don’t give no fucks)
Time after time (Time)
My pockets still stuffed (My pockets still stuffed)
Quarter milli in the truck (Quarter milli in the truck)
And the stick is still tucked

[Chorus]
Bad boys, we don’t really got a choice (Got a choice)
I’m the hottest, you can hear it in voice (In my, in my)
Hot fire, got the city goin’ up (Shit is hot)
You can’t roll around unless you one of us
Tell ’em, bad boys, we don’t really got a choice (No choice)
I ain’t modest, you can hear it in my voice (Listen up)
Hot fire, got a city goin’ up (Hot)
You can’t roll around unless you one of us (Woo)

Eminem – Leaving Heaven Lyrics

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[Intro: Eminem]
Yeah (I knew this day was coming)
Sometimes, you gotta come back down (It’s all going to hell now, man)
Stoop to someone’s level (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Eminem]
Five dozen, flies buzzin’ over your head
Call me the Grim Reaper, sleep is my cousin
You’re dead to me now and I’ma be the last face you see
‘Fore you die cussin’ (Yep)
My eye a tiger’s and I’m a survivor so I will rise up and (What?)
Be triumphant ’cause when I’m looking at my legacy (Leg, I see)
Bunch of dogs gonna tryna dry hump it
Like Triumph The Puppet, so I’m like, “Fuck it”
Pile the carnage up ’til it’s so high, it’s touching the sky
Let ’em all line up and attack
Single filing up in the stack
Call ’em toy soldiers (Yeah)
‘Cause they just wind up on their backs
Now the sky’s nothing but black
But I am not coming back, I done told ya
I told the woke me to go to sleep
But still, they keep on provoking me
They’re hoping to see me completely broken emotionally
But how in the fuck am I not supposed to be woke
When these fuckers just keep poking me? Now

[Chorus: Skylar Grey]
I’m leaving Heaven
I’m leaving Heaven
Angels won’t find me
Where are you going?

[Verse 2: Eminem]
I’ve been down, kicked
Like around six thousand times since I was a kid
As a child, picked on, clowned, been
Countless times I’ve been outed
Gotta remind myself of it every now and then (Yeah)
So the route I went’s self-empowerment
In a hole, taught myself how to get out of it
And balance it with talents, wit
‘Cause life is like a penny (Life is like a penny)
‘Cause it’s only one percent
Who overcome the shit they’ve underwent
I went AWOL like what my back was up against
Don’t tell me ’bout struggle, bitch, I lived it
I was five or six the first time I got my hind end kicked
Malcolm, Isaac, and Boogie jumped me and took my tricycle
And I don’t know if I would call that white privilege, yeah
But I get it, how it feels to be judged by pigment
Besides getting it from both sides of the tracks
But I swore I’d get them back
Even if it meant selling my soul to get my revenge and (What?)
Thought of a scheme and it got me to thinking
If I can believe in myself, I could prolly achieve it
That’s part of the reason I do all my talking with ink
And as long as I’m breathing, I vow to smother and beat them
My god, what a heart of a demon, go at ’em and I’ma get even
Like I’m in the Garden of Eden, I’m ’bout to go off of the deep end
This evil is calling, I’m already seething and

[Chorus: Skylar Grey]
I’m leaving Heaven
I’m leaving Heaven
Angels won’t find me
Where are you going?

[Verse 3: Eminem]
Okay, so while Macklemore was keeping his room nice and neat (Yeah)
I was getting my ass beat twice a week (What?)
Looking for a place for the night where I could sleep (Yeah)
Flippin’ sofa cushions over just tryin’ to see
If I could find some change and scrape up for a bite to eat
If Denaun and me find a couple dimes a piece
Twenty five cents each’d get us a bag of chips
We’d be glad to get that even we if we had to split
We’d do backward flips, looking back at it
I think that would fit with the definition of not having shit
Couple that with the fact my mother was batshit
Pop was a sack of shit, yeah, he died, but I gave half a shit
Yeah, which brings me back to the dear ‘ol dad that I zero had
Since a year-old, forty-seven year-old scab
Just to hear them words, ear piercing
Like my earlobe stabbed with a needle for an earring
Should I feel upset? You were dead to me ‘fore you died
Me? Tear no shed
Should I have made a mural at your funeral?
Had your coffin draped with a hero’s flag?
Where the fuck you were at
When De’Angelo done hurt me real bad at the Rio Grande?
Never met your grandkids, fucking coward
Only guts you had was from your stomach fat
I couldn’t see your ass goin’ to Heaven
So I’m asking for a pass to go to Hell
So I can whip your fucking ass
I hate that I’ll never get to say “I hate you” to your face
No coming back from where I’m going
Sky is dark, my soul is black, hand on the shovel
Dig with the blade up, and then I step on the metal
Vendetta to settle, tell the Devil

[Chorus: Skylar Grey & Eminem]
I’m leaving Heaven (Yeah)
I’m leaving Heaven (You know, I should dig your motherfucking ass up)
Angels won’t find me (Just to spit in your fucking face)
Where are you going? (Holding my baby pictures up like you’re proud of me)
I’m leaving heaven (Fuck you, bitch)
I’m leaving heaven (You know what? Maybe if I had had you)
Angels won’t find me (I wouldn’t have went through half the shit I went through, so I blame you)
Where are you going? (Or maybe I should say, “Thank you”)
(‘Cause I wouldn’t have been me, haha)

[Outro: Skylar Grey & Eminem]
So you better, you better run (Yeah)
You better, you better run (So I’ma let it go now, rest in peace)
You better, you better run (Cocksucker, haha)
You better, you better run (See you in Hell)

Eminem – Stepdad Lyrics

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[Intro]
Ayo
(This a song about)
My, my stepdad
(Let’s see if this ever happened to you)
I, I hate
My, my stepdad

[Verse 1]
One thing that sticks in my craw
When I was six and I saw my stepfather hittin’ my Ma
Socked her right in her eyeball
I’m startin’ to think I’m psychotic
With all the pictures I draw of
Shit that I’ve already witnessed, it’s probably twisted my thoughts
All I can hear is drama with Mom and him
I can always hear ’em arguin’ down the hallways
The walls are thin so the noise is startin’ to feel like the norm
Our dog pissed on the carpet, he stomped it so hard
Doctors had to put it down
He killed my chihuahua, this motherfucker!

[Chorus]
I, I, hate
My, my stepdad (Stepdad)
So tonight I’m sayin’, “Bye-bye stepdad” (Stepdad)

[Verse 2]
Outside, I look like I’m calm
Inside, I’m a tickin’ time bomb
‘Cause of this motherfucker, who sticks his dick in my mom (My mom)
Last night, he said I left the kitchen light on
But he walked in there this morning and purposely flipped it, I saw him
Hickory switch to my bottom, I counted sixty-nine times
He swatted me with it, I’m cryin’
He just started hittin’ me harder
God, I wish I could just jaw him
If I could get my weight up
But I’m just a second grader
This prick is bigger than I am
But I’ve been readin’ at school about this shit called liquid cyanide
I’m fantasizin’ at night when he’s sleepin’ at just the right time
Sneak up with a lethal injection
And put him down like they did to my dog
I’m talkin’ euthanasia, like kids in Taiwan
This fuckin’ shit’s like Saigon (Saigon)
Neighbors called police on him
So many battery charges, this dude’s like lithium ion
Then Mom and him let bygones (Bygones)
Just be bygones
So on eggshells, I walk and just try not to piss this guy off
But this is why I…

[Chorus]
I, I, hate
My, my stepdad (Stepdad)
So tonight I’m sayin’, “Bye-bye stepdad” (Stepdad)

[Verse 3]
So this year, I’m goin’ into the fifth and I’m tall
I’m five foot six on my block, I’m the toughest kid but I got
Way bigger fish to fry
Which is why I’m tryin’ to get this bitch to fly off
The handle and wait for the fist to fly to put this guy in a pine box
He’s always lookin’ for chaos but tonight I’ve cooked up a plan
So this Christmas, I got some color books and some crayons
I’m layin’ on the floor, in the living room with some friends colorin’
He walks by, kicks my arm and goes, “Oops” and just laughs
I yelled for Mom (Mom) and as she’s rushin’ to my defense
I stood up and said, “Fuck you, punk” and I took off and ran
To my bedroom, as I fled
Knowin’ shit would hit the fan
Slammed the door and hid behind it with an aluminum bat
He kicked it in
I swung it hard as I could at his head
His noodle went splat, he fell right at the foot of my bed
I’m a little bit scared but my anger’s overtooken the fear
I threw down the bat and just started whoopin’ his ass
Beat him with my bare hands, the big bad wolf ain’t so bad
“Ding-dong,” the pussy is dead, the bully finally gets his
Stomped him until he pissed enough to fill a two liter with
Then buried him next to my dog
And if I go to juvie for this, I’ma tell ’em

[Chorus]
I, I, hate
My, my stepdad (Stepdad)
So tonight I’m sayin’, “Bye-bye stepdad” (Stepdad)
‘Cause I, I, hate
My, my stepdad (Stepdad)
So tonight I’m sayin’, “Bye-bye stepdad” (Stepdad)

Chelsea Cutler – Strangers Again Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
I don’t wanna say I miss you
‘Cause I don’t know who I’d be missin’
So I guess I’ll just pretend that
I don’t wanna wake up with you
‘Cause that’d just be wishful thinkin’
So I lie, lie, lie, instead, mmm

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I feel it on my chest
Wish the weight was from your head
Layin’ on my shirt like you would when we were together
It’s so lonely in this room
But I’m too scared now to move
So I talk to God saying, “I don’t wanna live forever”

[Chorus]
I wish that I could forget that I ever met you
I miss when you said that I was your best friend
We were so good ’til we weren’t, you left and I let you
It hurts when lovers are strangers again

[Verse 2]
I don’t wanna say I love you
‘Cause I don’t know who you’ve been lovin’
So I tell myself I don’t when
I’ve been up all night reading our old texts
From back in London, yeah
Before your heart went cold, mmm

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I feel it on my chest
Wish the weight was from your head
Layin’ on my shirt like you would when we were together
It’s so lonely in this room
But I’m too scared now to move
So I talk to God saying, “I don’t wanna live forever”

[Chorus]
I wish that I could forget that I ever met you
I miss when you said that I was your best friend
We were so good ’til we weren’t, you left and I let you
It hurts when lovers are strangers again

[Bridge]
Lovers are strangers again
Lovers are strangers again

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I feel it on my chest
Wish the weight was from your head
Layin’ on my shirt like you would when we were together
It’s so lonely in this room
But I’m too scared now to move
So I talk to God saying, “I don’t wanna live forever”

[Chorus]
I wish that I could forget that I ever met you
I miss when you said that I was your best friend
We were so good ’til we weren’t, you left and I let you
It hurts when lovers are strangers again

Paul Davis – One More Time For The Lonely Lyrics

Driving on the road to home
A few cars back
Maybe three in front
I don’t know

All I know is we
Are going way too slow
The guy in front takes a left
The others follow

I am left alone
Maybe this will be the day
That I’m going home
And I feel lonely for the last time
Walking on the road to home

I take three steps
And I fall backward five more
I want to stop building up
These walls between us
The walls of pride, the walls of pain

Break through these
And make me whole again
I cannot wait to be with you, Lord Jesus
And I feel lonely for the last time

See the walls, see the walls
Come crashing down around us
Now we, now we are together
And feel lonely for the last time

Da Beatminerz – U…, Me…, All Ov Us Lyrics

[Hook: Jean Grae]
(You…) Gotta get your damn hands up. (Me…) Must keep on giving my all until
(All of us…) Got it locked for real and stay strong ‘til the truth’s revealed. Keep on my niggas…
(You…) Gotta get your paper tight. (Me…) Gotta get my paper right until
(All of us…) And invest, get it back, stay flippin’ it, they doin’ it. Heads up, niggas, come on…
(You…) Stay maintaining this rock. (Me…) Must speak truth every drop
(All of us…) Still stay running from the cops. Y’all know ain’t nothing changed much…
(You…) Gotta know who you are and (Me…) must take this further, man, ‘til one day
(All of us…) We can all stand strong together and no man is severin’—not ever

[Verse 1: Jean Grae]
I see the responsibility. I’m cleverer than most others. Don’t smother these bars
I don’t clutter it with garbage—won’t mutter it ‘less it’s simply marvelous
And I need to know I’m a part of this. Renaissance—shift over the marketin’
Won’t bother me hardly. My mind since back to starvin’, part partial to startin’
Huge riots caused by new pre-OTTs
Move out the way, biatch, or end up in triage
We got more this year. Severe rain. Increase the flame
Little bit higher so fire slips out the frame
Until I retire—that’s never. Y’all can remain ambivalent
‘Cause from this point, nothing changed the sentiments
Quitting is now hard to say just like cinnamon
I fear…

[Hook: Jean Grae]
(You…) Gotta know when it’s time to stand up. (Me…) Must keep everybody crunk
(All of us…) Must speak when want. Don’t sleep—it’s important. Trust, I wouldn’t lie to ya
(You…) Must get your hands in the sky. (Me…) We’ll keep this party live until
(All of us…) Fall out. Now it’s time for some of y’all to get called out

[Verse 2: Jean Grae]
I gotta build every record, keep reachin’
Lover of free speech, f**ker with these beats, a
Bubbling name, struggle, fame made stronger by
Ducking our aim, sucking pain. I’ll bomb your chain
Right off your torso and also
Disconnect your neck from your poor throat for
Tryin’ to take my glory and my shine
You get floored ‘til your pourin’ it south
Beyond permanent pause in the coroner’s house (And)
Time is the case and I’m on with fine pace
And a line so proper from my momma: “I’m laced”
And my pockets got poppa but I’m on the paper chase
I don’t f**k around. You better shut your mouth
‘Til me spill rounds, all of us running now
I’ve got a cunning mouth. Y’all got a cunt in yours. I’m out
Catch you on tour…

[Hook: Jean Grae]
(You…) Gotta get your damn hands up. (Me…) Must keep on giving my all until
(All of us…) Got it locked for real and stay strong ‘til the truth’s revealed. Keep on my niggas…
(You…) Gotta get your paper tight. (Me…) Gotta get my paper right until
(All of us…) And invest, get it back, stay flippin’ it, they doin’ it. Heads up, niggas, come on…
(You…) Stay maintaining this rock. (Me…) Must speak truth every drop
(All of us…) Still stay running from the cops. Y’all know ain’t nothing changed much…
(You…) Hey thanks for feelin’ this song. (Me…) I’m out… (Let’s keep goin’…)
(All of us…)

Gemini Club – Nothing But History Lyrics

Don’t forget what you know
Keep in mind what you don’t
I say you move too fast
You say I move too slow
It’s not the speed
How’d you forget all the history?

She’s at church on the weekdays
The priest leaves and she stays
God better tear those walls down
And I can’t hold a flame
To light a fire up in the rain

The bed you made and the debts I paid
Won’t set me free
There’s nowhere left to go until the back door breaks on me
Don’t forget all that I said
With your lies in my head
You know there’s nothing left to hide
And you can’t seem to say the words that I can see in your face

So stay in all night
Because I might want to come over
To keep what’s left and forget
When you turn away
When you’re walking home
On a winter’s night
I am there with you
When you fall asleep
On the broken ground
When you walk away
I am here with you

Keep your eyes on the road
Push down on the pedal
May you listen now to the silence
That fills in every night
While you echo in this heart of mine
And as the silence fades every page you write
Turns back to me
You’re so clever in disguise in the light of your own marquee

There’s nothing but lights and they shine all night
Cause you know
There’s nothing but history, and nothing but me leaving you alone

So stay in all night
Because I might want to come over
To keep what’s left and forget
When you turn away
When you’re walking home
On winters night
I am there with you
When you fall asleep
On the broken ground
When you walk away
I am here with you

Cadell – Hotline 2 Lyrics

[Sample from “Another Body Down” by Aye Nizzy]
Why didn’t your brother give you a Rolex?
Why didn’t he give you champagne?
Everybody knows if he wasn’t your brother
Then nobody would know Cadell’s name

[Sample from “64 Bars of Air Pie” by Mez]
Likkle bro wanna go on like a big man
Likkle bro can’t ever go where I go

[Sample from “SMH (Swipe Man’s Headtop)” by Blaydes]
Guarantee if you weren’t Wiley’s brother
Nobody in the scene would’ve known your name

[Verse]
Look, new week, new victims
This time I ain’t gonna say no name, that’s a kid ting
Likkle brudda wanna be me cause he done seen me
On BBC and my tunes mixing
Might body your body and buss case, rudeboy, but
If I body your body, I do better
One wears Nike, one of them’s the next in grime
I’m a leader of the New Era
And I just got a sponsorship from New Era too
That means fresh new hats for a header, too
Don’t let me see another Nike baseball cap
No baseball team, no revenue
Yeah, I said Nike like an American
Brand new snapback, beak like a pelican
Just got back from the gifting
Giving ’em out, I ain’t selling ’em
You don’t bang for the block, you’re celibate
When I was in Lewisham, you wasn’t on anything
And I ain’t gotta stay relevant
You wanna talk racks? Then show me ten of ’em
And I said six last time but I bet that I’ll clash ’bout ten of ’em
Didn’t wanna see me get up in my element
Maybe they do, though, who knows
Their bars ain’t even worth a blue note
Just know, when I say “go home”, I mean go home
You’re from Nottingham, you ain’t from Bow Road
You weren’t there when grime was young
Don’t know Maniac or know my mum
So, my son, know your place
I’m that same little kid, just an older age
And make sure your runners got runners
You couldn’t make what my soldier pays
And recently, I’ve been on my own ting
No new friends, youngers or older mates
I can’t lie, I ain’t perfect
Not one person on earth with no mistakes
Last time I saw you was at the tour
Time before that, you was getting rushed
You’re going to hate, it’s inevitable
This ain’t even a send or a diss or an indirect
I’m just setting it all
Let me settle the score
I’m on a level that they ain’t tried level before
Last time that we clashed, it was eight to six
If you cut out the lies, it was seven to four
I still won though, told man several times
They ain’t levelling I
Could’ve got a MOBO last year if I tried
“Rematch who? Rematch, when?”
Is one of the best one-liners of all time
Especially in a clash, don
Brought the war, they all laid their backs on
I don’t listen to charts, they made the grime top five
Don’t ever put Aks on, wah gwan for that, don?
That’s not right, so many cameras
So it’s not everyday clap on sight
Buck ’em on the rebound, Harry Kane on the hotline
Let me get Robbie Keane out
About shootings

About shootings, I don’t come on the mic about shootings
I come on the mic and show them they’re losing
Yeah, I’ve got a holiday sponsorship
Lots of piff, all came all-inclusive
07950 798805, my brudda, let’s do this
07950 798805, my brudda, let’s do this
You’re stupid

Rich The Kid – Money Talk Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I need hittas on the rave
Nigga, that’s that money talk
Hmm, yeah, nigga, that’s that money talk
You hear that, all that

[Pre-Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Bitch, I am the boss, no, ain’t no talkin’ to me
I need a chick, no, I ain’t talkin’ for free
I tipped that bitch, she ain’t been home in a week (Home for a week)
Pussy so good, right, I might buy a Jeep (Buy her a skrrr)

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I need hittas on the rave now (Hittas on the rave)
Nigga, watch the money talk (Nigga, watch the money talk)
Need, all my bitches in a bustdown (In a bustdown)
Nigga, that’s the money talk (Nigga, that’s the money talk)

[Verse 1: Young Boy Never Broke Again]
Ever since she got a arm, told her, I can’t hold her
She put on for the gang, shawty, she a soldier
And it don’t matter what she wish, she thinkin’ what I told her
And I told her I always make sure money talkin’ for ya
And I told her I’m chasing a check, I’ma call her back
I ain’t call in a week and I fall of, babe
I got sticks in the Jeep, I’m on all of that
Lotta racks on my jeans, that’s a hunnid, babe
I don’t even much look, I ain’t sayin’ that
All my bitches in a bustdown
I run with that beef, like a running back
That money talk, I get you touched now
You follow behind me I’m slidin’ with all my bitches in the jag’
Watchin’ a nigga can’t figure me out, like bitch, go get the bag
Hold on, watch me swag, keep protection on my waist, ho’
Neckless 1-30 thirty cash, when I’m walkin’ that Patek shows

[Pre-Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Bitch, I am the boss, no, ain’t no talkin’ to me
I need a chick, no, I ain’t talkin’ for free
I tipped that bitch, she ain’t been home in a week (Home for a week)
Pussy so good, right, I might buy a Jeep (Buy her a skrrr)

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I need hittas on the rave now (Hittas on the rave)
Nigga, watch the money talk (Nigga, that’s the money talk)
Need, all my bitches in a bustdown (In a bustdown, buss, buss)
Nigga, that’s the money talk (Nigga, that’s the money talk)

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
They say, “The money on the way“, I had to tell ’em “Rush it“
I bought the Cartier, was plain but then I told ’em “Bust it“ (Ice)
He ain’t talking ’bout no money, I ain’t heard nothin’ (No)
It ain’t no discussion (Discussion), every time she call I’m comin’ (What?)
I left the Maybach running (Running)
I keep the cash all hunnids (All hunnids)
Pull out the stick they drummin’ (Grrrah)
Bitch I’m the boss, you nothin’ (Woo)
I be talking ’bout a check, look at my bitch her wrist on wet
Everything I buss it down, put Eliantte round my neck
Feel so good I bought the Wagen off the lot (Skrr)
Pussy so good I bought Chanel right on the spot (Feel so good)
Bitch I’m the boss, I knock you off, gon’ see the case (See the case)
Rich Forever ballin’ like the NBA (Woo)
Rich

[Pre-Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Bitch, I am the boss, no, ain’t no talkin’ to me
I need a chick, no, I ain’t talkin’ for free
I tipped that bitch, she ain’t been home in a week (Home for a week)
Pussy so good, right, I might buy a Jeep (Buy her a skrrr)

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I need hittas on the rave now (Hittas on the rave)
Nigga, watch the money talk (Nigga, that’s the money talk)
Need, all my bitches in a bustdown (In a bustdown, buss, buss)
Nigga, that’s the money talk (Nigga, that’s the money talk)

Rick Ross – Future Bright Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Rick Ross]
The biggest
Bryson
Your future so bright
The flyest shit
It’s time to take ’em down, baby
Maybach Music

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Yo, (Big Billionaire)
Still got the yayo flyin’ in from all the West Coast
Fleet of cars all red like this was death row
Keep it gangsta, never singin’ like it’s “Danny Boy”
All she seen was Givenchy soon as I ran up on her
Begin at what you eat, I’ma change your lifestyle (Boss)
Lamborghinis at Checkers, a nigga iced out (Woo)
From the back I fuck her long term (Huh)
No trippin’, trust me, shawty, this won’t hurt (Huh)
New G wagon, that’s just to go get your nails did
Big fishin’ I’ma get you niggas at LIV
I got a plug and it’s comin’ out of Panama (Huh)
I got a plug and it’s comin’ out of Panama
A petty problem had your ass doin’ 30 years
Boy, the future bright, it’s time to touch these 30 M’s
Cocaine and Maybachs throughout the catalog
Expensive wheels for pretty bitches, I had ’em all (Boss)

[Chorus: Bryson Tiller]
Shorty said she wanna floss like me (Like me)
Never trip about the cost like me (Like me)
Live lavish and call the shots like me (Me)
Then fuck with a young boss like me
You got a man but he not like me (No), like me, no
Pull out the stops like me, like me
Oh, you say you need a boss like me
Baby fuck with a-, fuck, fuck, fuck with a-, fuck with a-

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Rollin’ deep, show and tell by the gang unit
All the gangstas show me love and they bang to it (Uh)
Our future bright, I wanna handle your retirement
Life insurance, policy with the Pyrex (Uh)
Kingpin so it’s smoother than a one-two
Got you the same whip I got your mom too (Huh)
Do it big and shit, I’m talkin’ until
Junior Mafia niggas’ll let the guns loose (Bang)
Bad bitch better show me what her tongue do (Huh)
Dapper Dan Gucci suits that I could run through (Huh)
My niggas comin’ up like it was coke prices (Huh)
How can you be trippin’, nigga, with no snipers? (Huh)
Step-steppin’ off the jets, still in the hair-rollers
She rock with dopeboys, all shareholders
20 stacks, blow it all in Fashion Nova
What I’m smokin’, you can smell from California (Boss)

[Chorus: Bryson Tiller]
Shorty said she wanna floss like me (Floss like me)
Never trip about the cost like me (Cost like me)
Live lavish and call the shots like me (Call the shots)
Then fuck with a young boss like me
I know you got a man but he not like me (No), like me, no
Pull out the stop like me, like me
Oh, you say you need a boss like me
Baby fuck with a-, fuck, fuck, fuck with a-, fuck with a-

[Outro]
Maybach Music