Papoose – The Golden Child Lyrics

[Intro: Papoose]
Yeah, yeah, uh
This for my baby (baby baby)
Golden Child (Golden Child)
Ha-ha (ha-ha)

[Verse 1: Papoose]
It was love at first sight, when I met your mom I was open, wow!
She the queen, I’m supposed to bow, pretty face with a potent smile
We planned to have you back then but tragedy slowed us down
‘Cause she went away for a while when your dad had to hold it down
I questioned God, like “Why is this happenin’?” You know it’s ’bout
Everything that happen, happen for a reason, I know it now
We argue what we gon’ name you, I feel that’s over now
It don’t matter to me ’cause to me, your name is the Golden Child!
The love we share, they ain’t build it, that’s why they can’t destroy it
Truthfully, I understand the ploy, this is something they can’t avoid
I sing to yo’ mama stomach, she say I am annoying
“Won’t you shut up and just go to sleep, I don’t want to hear it, boy!”
She always say I’m annoyin’, but she just paranoid
She afraid I’mma spoil you, you loud and she hate to hear the noise
The world is yours and I promise don’t gotta share your toys
I won’t let you cry unless the tears you cryin’ are tears of joy!

[Hook: Papoose & *Angelica Villa*]
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!
*I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!*

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
They say first comes love and then comes marriage
Never mentioned the devastation I had in the miscarriage
I was torn up, broken down, felt less than a woman
But all that pain was erased when the doctor said you was comin’!
Me and daddy were so happy, this is all we ever wanted
So protective of your presence, I was scared to show my stomach
The rumors [?] said pregnancy’s supposed to change you
My belly, your dad would rub it, he was hatin’ on my angles
‘Cause the pictures had it down pat, from the front it looked all flat
From the side you was pokin’ but never could I be called that
Still fit all my clothes and you had me glowin’
I was overjoyed, ain’t care what I was havin’, ’cause girl or boy
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
Instantly knew me you and daddy would never part, please!
All my ladies, listen up
Never think of givin’ up
Doc said that we couldn’t, but look what God has given us!

[Hook: Papoose & *Angelica Villa*]
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!
*I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!*

[Verse 3: Papoose]
Take you to school every day, before you eat, say your grace
You can achieve anything; marathon, not a race
Tell the truth, never lie, the limit is in the sky
When you talk to a person, make sure you look in they eye
I’m sorry the world we live in is not a place much better
Sorry that you was born into the Donald Trump era
Thankful that I’m a King, thankful your mom is a Queen
You was born under marriage, black love is supreme
Always respect your elders, say “thank you” and “please”
Your grandmother gon’ make you some macaroni and cheese
I tatted you on my arm, some people say it ain’t smart
I put you on my left arm ’cause that’s mo’ close to your heart
I’m excited to meet you, my eyes excited to see you
Your mom got milk in her breasts, she excited to feed you
I would never mislead you, misguide or deceive you
My fists are here to protect you, my mind excited to teach you!

[Hook: Papoose & *Angelica Villa*]
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!
*I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!*

Dead Sara – Unamerican lyrics

[Intro]
Woah!
Oh, oh yeah!
Wow!
[?]

[Verse 1]
I want to look like what they look like on the television
First thing when I wake up
No makeup
Kiss me ’til my face is numb
I’m scum of the earth, but I still spit on the dirt

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Lord, save me now
What a fool I’ve become
So help me God, I must hate everyone
Well, fuck this playing around
Don’t give a fuck if it allowed
Well, fuck you Donald Trump
Fuck this, fuck everyone

[Chorus]
And you could have my innocence
That I lost when I was six
I’m not your model citizen
No, I’m not your daughter
And I’m not your bitch
I guess I’m unamerican

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I guess I’m unamerican

[Verse 2]
I’m a good Samaritan
Yeah, a psychopath
I had to sweat off chemicals in a bubble bath
The all-American girl, lesbo-gay maniac
“Practice what you preach” is a promise you can’t keep
Woah!

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Lord, save me now
What a fool I’ve become
So help me God, I must hate everyone
Well, fuck this playing around
Don’t give a fuck if it allowed
Well, fuck you! Ha!
Fuck this, fuck everyone

[Chorus]
And you could have my innocence
That I lost when I was six
I’m not your model citizen
No, I’m not your daughter
And I’m not your bitch
I guess I’m unamerican

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I guess I’m unamerican

[Bridge]
Do you solemnly swear
That you’ll tell the truth
The whole truth
And nothing but the truth
So help you God?
Oh shit!

[Chorus]
You could have my innocence
That I lost when I was six
I’m not your model citizen
No, I’m not your daughter
And I’m not your bitch
I guess I’m unamerican

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I guess I’m unamerican

[Outro]
I wanna be an alien
I wanna be an alien
I wanna be an alien
I wanna be an alien

Caleborate – Bankrobber

[Intro]
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Me and Drew Banga, Came back from the hiatus
I’m not high so, Imma try to just actually really feel it

[Chorus]
My daddy was a bankrobber, bankrobber
He taught me how to get money, get money
See I don’t wanna hurt nobody, yeah
I just love to live this way, aye
My daddy was a bankrobber, bankrobber
He taught me how to get money, get money
See I don’t wanna hurt nobody, yeah
I just love to live this way, aye

[Verse 1]
I’ve been out hear lowriding, lowriding
Hanging out with nobody, nobody
Cause i got my own problems, own problems
I’m young and black with no college, no college
But fuck em cause the streets is where i graduate
Momma gon congratulate
Tell me that she love me but i gotta make it out this place
Niggas die here everyday
Or they get stuck working jobs
Caleb get your own job then get your own state like tom
Get Del Niro like Rob and get a black girl too
And make sure you don’t forget what your daddy used to do
Never be like them niggas and they’ll wanna be you
And don’t fuck with hoes that don’t do shit but look cute

[Chorus]
My daddy was a bankrobber, bankrobber
He taught me how to get money, get money
See I don’t wanna hurt nobody, yeah
I just love to live this way, aye
My daddy was a bankrobber, bankrobber
He taught me how to get money, get money
See I don’t wanna hurt nobody, yeah
I just love to live this way, aye

[Bridge]
(You can keep it rolling)
Said my daddy was a bankrobber
My daddy was a bankrobber
My daddy was a
(This gonna be a bit controversial but i’m gonna say it)

[Verse 2]
Ayy, first off, fuck Donald Trump, I don’t care he’s not my president
Nigga i ain’t scared of shit
You can’t even tell him shit
What’s the point in hiding just be honest for the hell of it
I know my truth gonna set me free, So tell it
Look
Yeah i watch porno
I grown as fuck but still ain’t got no dough
I’m living with my aunty, I ain’t got no hoes
I beat my dick sometimes when she don’t answer my calls
I’m self conscious bout my size and how i look with clothes on
But i’m still cold as frozone
When i spit this oxycodone
Cause i admit that i ain’t shit and everybody follows
To make it big in this world you can’t be in your sorrows
Fuck what happened yesterday, you could blow up tomorrow
If you keep your eyes on the prize that night
Said my daddy back at high school when i would write
Now i’m recognized and God damn that nigga was right
That nigga was right

[Chorus]
My daddy was a bankrobber, bankrobber
He taught me how to get money, get money
See I don’t wanna hurt nobody, yeah
I just love to live this way, aye
My daddy was a bankrobber, bankrobber
He taught me how to get money, get money
See I don’t wanna hurt nobody, yeah
I just love to live this way, aye

My daddy was a bankrobber
My daddy was a bankrobber
My daddy was a

Trippie Redd – Hellboy

[Intro]
I wuv Trippie Redd
Aye, it was always a, a fucking goal to, uh
Give all these niggas hell, know what I’m sayin’
A Love Letter to You 2
Ooh, fuck your boo
Baby wish me well

[Chorus]
Baby wish me well (wish me well)
It’s all a dream just like a wishing well (well)
To give ’em hell (hell), and you know that I live in hell (hell)
A livin’ hell (hell), I’m Hellboy, I live in hell

[Verse]
I let the money dance, the diamond blings all by itself
Without any help, so that means it shine on it’s own
Without any gold, I’ve been a king without any throne
It’s time to take your ass to school, ain’t no place, like, home
I’m 1400 with the screw up kids, don’t screw up kid
Or that choppa wet your crew up kid, I’m two up kid
We animals, better zoo up kid
I’m from Canton but the whole country where I blew up big
Who knew us kid, I think I came from under a rock
Was out on the block, my cousin had that shit in his sock
He movin’ the work, your bitch all over my cock
I put dick in her mouth, like the whole mother of bombs
And I ain’t talkin’ Donald Trump, but I’ll take Donald out the trunk
And let Donald’s ass bust if you keep talkin’ down on gang
I just pulled up in a Lamb, cuzzo pulled up in a Range
And we reloadin’ them sticks lil’ nigga, we release them things, ayy

[Bridge]
Hold up, give ’em hell, give ’em hell
I been on the road wish me well, wish me well, yeah
Give ’em hell, give ’em hell
I been on the road wish me well, wish me well

[Chorus]
Baby wish me well (wish me well)
It’s all a dream just like a wishing well (well)
To give ’em hell (hell), and you know that I live in hell (hell)
A livin’ hell (hell), I’m Hellboy, I live in hell
Baby wish me well (wish me well)
It’s all a dream just like a wishing well (well)
To give ’em hell (hell), and you know that I live in hell (hell)
A livin’ hell (hell), I’m Hellboy, I live in hell

[Outro]
Baby, wish me well
Baby, wish me well
Baby, wish me well
Ooh, I was like sayonara to you
Ooh, I was like wish me well, lil’ boo
Ooh, I dropped a love letter to you
Yeah, and gave you another one, lil’ boo
Yeah, sayonara to you
Ooh, sayin’ wish me well, lil’ boo
Yeah, screamin’ wish me well, lil’ boo
Bitch

Uncle Murda – Rap Up 2017 Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh it’s that time of year again
The wrap up
Ayo, nobody wanna hear Mad Skillz Shit
Don’t Come Outside
My new mixtape out right now
GMG ATM is the unit
Lenny Grant

[Hook]
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy, crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy, crazy
Shit cr-

[Verse 1]
Nicki and Meek dead
Now it’s Nas and Nicki
I’m just happy Usher ain’t give that herpes to Chilli
Meek got a 2 to 4 for popping a wheelie
It’s crazy, even Drake said
“Free Meek Milly”
Free Meek
Safaree don’t feel bad for him
Meek and ‘em almost beat his ass but he was too fast for him
Kaepernick spoke to Meek Mill
That’s dope
Tell Nicki Minaj brother
“Don’t drop the soap”
Remy got at Nicki ass like
“What you got in them jeans?”
Remy won but for now
Nicki still the queen
Cardi B on the hills though
I know Nick feeling it
3 records on the Billboard
Cardi be killing it
You ain’t gotta say it Nicki I know
You been doing that
Cardi got a long way to go
It was dope seeing Remy and Kim link
Ayo K Michelle
Your pussy still stink
Jay Z confessed to cheating on Beyoncé
And he finally threw some shots back at Kanye
Jay know Kanye ain’t ‘bout that violence
For my nigga prodigy
Let’s have a moment of silence
——
(Queens stand up)
These sluts is still winning man
Salute to these hoes
21 Savage wifed Up Amber Rose
Playboy Carti wifed up Black Chyna
She had hundreds of niggas in and out her vagina
Kevin Hart cheated and that shit got recorded
Apologized on Instagram cause he was getting extorted
I was mad Soulja Boy and Chris Brown didn’t fight
Migos and Joe Budden almost got into a fight
Do it look like I was left of Bad and Boujee?
Yeah it was Offset, Quavo And Lil Uzi
Niggas tried to hit Young Dolph with a hundred shots
He was in the bullet proof truck like, “that’s all y’all got?”
He was laughing
Watching bullets bounce off the glass
Second time around no
Them niggas shot his ass
Niggas get shot everyday
That nigga tough
That’s my nigga
He gon’ call me like
“Yo, you play too much.”
A Boogie and them stomped out Lil B
I was mad they ain’t have Timbs on like MOP

[Hook]
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy crazy
Shit-

[Verse 2]
Bobby V, you like trannies
No need to front about it
You ain’t come out the closet yet
But got caught coming out it
You and Yung Joc been gay for mad long
You probably payed for that dress that he had on
Tyrese broke
How he don’t got no paper?
Nigga tried to borrow 5 mill from Will and Jada
Cried on the Gram when he ain’t get to see his child
R Kelly kidnapping girls
He still a pedophile
You R&B niggas is ill
Usher got an STD you can’t cure with a pill
This is so disrespectful, ain’t it?
Wendy husband cheated
That’s why you fainted
You in that bikini Wendy
That’s why he doing that
Your body look like ugh
Where the fuck is your booty at?
OJ home
He ain’t black
I don’t give a fuck
Free my nigga Brown, Ra Diggs
Free Tut
White people
Look at all the shit they be doing
Rest in peace to all them victims in that Las Vegas shooting
Lil white kid got 6 months for rape
But Meek got a 2 to 4 for a non-violent case
This other white kid had us all feeling bad
Then them pictures came out with them confederate flags
Oh now we understand fully
You was calling kids nigga
That’s why you was getting bullied
Donald Trump still spreading that hatred
Made Harvey Weinstein look like a rapist
I’ll believe all them girls that made a statement
Damn Russell Simmons facing rape allegations
Please Russell, tell me it’s nonsense
And you ain’t been doing yoga to clear your guilty conscience
Nelly caught a rape charge
Case got dropped
Prosecution and the judge and believe that thot
Half of Hollywood got caught up in that rape shit
Lonzo Ball can’t ball
He ain’t shit
Like his father
I’m just being real with him
I Know Nike happy
They ain’t do that deal with him
Wanna sell sneakers
Lonzo get your stats up
You had a lot of hype
But your numbers don’t match up
Durant got a ring but that shit don’t count
He was riding the wave
That Steph Curry house
Westbrook won the MVP like hello
Now he getting some help from Paul George and Melo
Kyrie left Lebron James in Cleveland
He wanted be the man
That’s his reason for leaving
48 Laws of Power, first chapter
Kyrie never try to outshine the master
Phil Jackson got fired
Kobe got both his jerseys retired
Lamar Odom still having a hard life
Derek Fisher still fucking Matt Barnes wife
The NFL a new KKK clique
Look how them owners done block Kaepernick
Tell Martin Luther
“Puff got a dream.”
Them crackers ain’t letting Puff buy no football team
They ain’t even let Kaepernick be a backup
They know you a good businessman
But you black Puff
I’m sounding like Stephen A. Smith y’all
Check me out
Floyd Mayweather took too long to knock McGregor out
Think Floyd give a fuck about that?
No
He got 300 million and he 50 and 0

[Hook]
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy crazy
Shit-

[Verse 3]
The kid with all the Xs in his name got knocked out
On stage
Usher 1 STD away from getting AIDS
My mouth reckless
Khloe and Kim K [?] get pregnant
Kylie Jenner having Travis Scott baby
I know that boy Tyga feeling crazy
He been so irrelevant since the breakup
It’s been good seeing Cameron and Jim Jones make up
Ma$e verse Cam
Harlem, how you like that?
Niggas was just hype to see Ma$e finally fight back
Oracle was cool but it wasn’t no Ether
Ma$e going to hell for acting like he a preacher
The 2Pac movie was wack
Ask Kevin Hart
Maino shooting 2Pac up was my favorite part
Starz gave 50 a hundred mil
He put me in a Bruce Willis movie
Shit getting real
Lil Bow Wow been doing the most
That nigga wasn’t on a jet
He was on Jet Blue and coast
Tell Mother Nature to suck a dick
She got hurricanes out here fucking up shit
Houston, Puerto Rico, we with y’all
Trump sold the whole country
He ain’t shit y’all
Trae tha Truth was out in Houston with the people
Trump throwing papers towels like It was a free throw
In Puerto Rico
America, we gotta do better
I wish we could kill Trump and bring back Hugh Hefner
Donald Trump is a crazy cracker
Flex was on the Gram arguing with a dead rapper
He was telling 2Pac that he lied
And got real emotional
Funk Flex even cried
I ain’t gon’ talk about the chick situation
Me and his wife already had that conversation
I’m still the most underrated rapper
I came up off Bitcoin so that shit don’t matter
I’m in the crib like
“What else Ima write ‘bout?
Oh yeah
Amorosa got kicked out the White House
Terrorists been popping up in New York lately
Nigga blew hisself up by mistake
Shit crazy
Janet Jackson turned 50
Had her first baby
Khaled all over Instagram with his first baby
Beyoncé had twins with Shawn Carter
Serena Williams had a baby
I think Drake is the father
I had a baby
Can’t wait ‘til i see him walk
Pharrell had triplets
Enough of that baby talk
Back to that street shit
Niggas don’t feel me
Taxstone got locked up and pleaded guilty
“Why you ain’t help him?”
I ain’t come with that nigga
We ain’t cool like that but it’s free Tax nigga
We don’t wish jail on niggas
Free Tax nigga
Rest In Peace Combat Jack nigga
Tell Mad Skillz
Niggas is through it
I ain’t really want Ghost and Kanan Getting cool again
Tyreke killed Ray Ray on Power
Tommy fucking Lala
We saw her titties on Power
Gucci got married
Cardi B got engaged
Young Buck choke some nigga out backstage
Post Malone wanna be black
He getting rap money but he tryna downplay rap
Paul Rosenberg called him out on that
I hope G-Eazy don’t do nothing stupid like that
Where my bitches at that’s Bad and Boujee?
Chris Brown and Quavo almost fought over Karrueche
Joe Budden left Everyday Struggle
That contract they gave you basically said
“Fuck You”
Teka$hi 6ix9ine came out of nowhere
He litt
He from Brooklyn and he got rainbow hair
LouGotCash got a deal
New York shit
Ace’s got closed down but Lust still litt
Mariah Carey broke up with that billionaire
She kept that 10 million dollar ring
She ain’t playing fair
I’m off this
Enough was said here
I’ll be back throwing niggas under the bus next year
VROOM

[Hook]
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy

Kendrick Lamar – XXX Lyrics

[Intro: Bono & Kid Capri]
America, God bless you if it’s good to you
America please take my hand
Can you help me underst—
New Kung Fu Kenny

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Throw a steak off the yacht
To a pool full of sharks, he’ll take it
Leave him in the wilderness
With a sworn nemesis, he’ll make it
Take the gratitude from him
I bet he’ll show you somethin’, whoa
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, “Bitch, I did that!”
X-rated
Johnny don’t wanna go to school no mo’, no mo’
Johnny said books ain’t cool no mo’ (no mo’)
Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin
Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin’
God bless America, you know we all love him
Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101
Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds
He was sobbin’, he was mobbin’, way belligerent and drunk
Talkin’ out his head, philosphin’ on what the Lord had done
He said: “K-Dot, can you pray for me?
It’s been a fucked up day for me
I know that you anointed, show me how to overcome.”
He was lookin’ for some closure
Hopin’ I could bring him closer
To the spiritual, my spirit do no better, but I told him
“I can’t sugarcoat the answer for you, this is how I feel:
If somebody kill my son, that mean somebody gettin’ killed.”
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch
I’ll wait in front a niggas spot and watch him hit his block
I’ll catch a nigga leavin’ service if that’s all I got
I’ll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, “Bitch, I did that!”
Ain’t no Black Power when your baby killed by a coward
I can’t even keep the peace, don’t you fuck with one of ours
It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour
Ghetto bird be on the street, paramedics on the dial
Let somebody touch my mama
Touch my sister, touch my woman
Touch my daddy, touch my niece
Touch my nephew, touch my brother
You should chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Matter fact, I’m ’bout to speak at this convention
Call you back—

[Interlude: Kendrick Lamar]
Alright, kids, we’re gonna talk about gun control
(Pray for me) Damn!

[Chorus: Bono]
It’s not a place
This country is to be a sound of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look around

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Hail Mary, Jesus and Joseph
The great American flag
Is wrapped and dragged with explosives
Compulsive disorder, sons and daughters
Barricaded blocks and borders
Look what you taught us!
It’s murder on my street, your street, back streets
Wall Street, corporate offices
Banks, employees, and bosses with
Homicidal thoughts; Donald Trump’s in office
We lost Barack and promised to never doubt him again
But is America honest, or do we bask in sin?
Pass the gin, I mix it with American blood
Then bash him in, you Crippin’ or you married to blood?
I’ll ask again—oops—accident
It’s nasty when you set us up
Then roll the dice, then bet us up
You overnight the big rifles, then tell Fox to be scared of us
Gang members or terrorists, et cetera, et cetera
America’s reflections of me, that’s what a mirror does

[Chorus: Bono]
It’s not a place
This country is to be a sound of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look ar—

Rick Ross – Apple Of My Eye (feat. Raphael Saadiq) (Rather You Than Me Album)

[Intro: Rick Ross]
(Hahahah!)
Just being somebody that the neighborhood respected
And my mama could be proud of, was the apple of my eye
That’s all I ever wanted, just being something, man
So at that point what else can you ask for?
(Maybach Music)

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Tears runnin’ down a nigga face
In a room full of failures, I feel out of place
Still sleepin’ on the floor when you deserve better
Got you reekin’ through the cold even in warm weather
I told Meek, "I wouldn’t trust Nicki
Instead of beefin’ with your dog, you just give ’em some distance"
We all make mistakes, let’s not be too specific
We like, "I rather be a killer than be a statistic"
I never fold, no, I never ran
On my soul, I’ll roll like an avalanche
I thank the Lord I got some great friends
That’s why every bottle I open, I say, "Amen"
Just had seizure at the Super Bowl
Woke up in the third quarter lookin’ for the smoke
If it’s more than a quarter million, I’ll count it twice
Pucci broke my heart, shit, I call it life
And never will I call it right
Not perfect but I’m the one you would call at night
Travelin’ the world, I’m just reppin’ my city
But rarely do I hear that this nigga done did it
When niggas in fatigues will keep you intrigued
‘Cause the loss of life’s the only thing niggas believe
So I pray you listen carefully
Then I become another motherfuckin’ casualty

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]
Always speak and say hi
You just never ever walk on by (never ever walk on by)
You even stopped and put one in the sky (the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I (for the love of you and)

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Standin’ on your block but you so out of place
Uncle on the couch, momma runnin’ out of space
Lights off so you never tend to speak much
Go your separate ways every time the lease up
A fat ugly nigga, thought I’d never be nothin’
Another tree stump, happy with his free lunch
Duckin’ pigeons, I’m an eagle on a sunny day
Flap my wings once a week, pray I glide safe
I want fried chicken at my funeral
Rolls Royces, dope boys, Sway interviews
Everybody dyin’ for the same things
Cop kill a nigga, don’t nobody gangbang
I’m happy Donald Trump became the president
Because we gotta destroy, before we elevate
Real shit, look at me inside the white house
With a pocket full of weed inside the white house
Dead presidents tattooed on a nigga chest
U.S. treasury addressing me, mad at my address
Own the biggest residential pool in the U.S
Drake and Kanye can invite every bitch they ever met
Finger fuckin’ bitches in the holy water
Then I go an tell what happened to my only daughter
So her daddy told it to her firsthand
Never perfect but it’s not just ’bout them purses

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]
Always speak and say hi
I just never ever walk on by (never ever walk on by)
You even stopped and put one in the sky (the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I (yeah)

[Verse 3: Raphael Saadiq]
The streets could never teach me
All the things I got from you
I found myself in the wrong lane
And I ended up in pain (Pain)
I was strolling down a dark street
When this girl passed me by
She said you’ve always been a good friend (always been a good friend)
And you never never never let me down
I’ll just fall back, never turn back
Let it go, let it go
I’ll just fall back, never turn back
Let it go, let it go

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]
Always speak and say hi
I just never ever walk on by (never ever walk on by)
You even stopped and put one in the sky (the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I (for the love of you and I)

Freddie Gibbs – Crushed Glass (You Only Live 2Wice Album)

[Intro]
Diego, roll me one up, my nigga

[Verse 1]
The future started yesterday, nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga
I admit that I was timid at a younger age, nigga
Daddy asked me what I wanna be, I said "A paid nigga"
With them extras out the pot, I gave myself a raise, nigga
Heaven sent I can’t remember the last time I prayed, nigga
So the Devil introduced me to cookin’ cocaine, nigga
On the blade, seven days, ain’t bathe or shave, nigga
I was thuggin’ with my trey eight
Motherfuck a president, I got a Presidential Day-Date
I run a check up like a Chase bank
The police open up the package if your shipment come a day late
I just beat a rape case, groupie bitch I never fucked
Trying to give me ten for some pussy that I never touched
At a certain level, system tried to test a nigga’s nuts
Nigga hire like eleven lawyers, had to level up

[Chorus]
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
If I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
And if I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up

[Verse 2]
The future started yesterday nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga
Had a baby, now my daughter getting up in age, nigga
When I die I bet she say, "My daddy was a paid nigga"
‘Round the world jail system like a slave trade, nigga
Got me in this foreign prison, monkey in a cage, nigga
Bail paid, locked me up for an extra 30 days, nigga
Barely let us use the shower ain’t bathed or shaved nigga
I was sittin’ in a cell missin’ show dates
Commissary late, I’m postin’ pictures with the toothpaste
Barely eat the food, stress’ll make a nigga lose weight
Enter the mental of a nigga that wish he knew his fate
Shit these bitches do to try to get your cash
Erica visit, can’t wipe her tears from behind the glass
Choppin’ the porcelain up for years, said I’m suckin’ glass
I beat the DEA and the task, now I’m on my ass

[Verse 3]
Future started yesterday nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga
Donald Trump gon’ chain us up and turn back to slaves, nigga
Got the recipe for dope, my reparations paid, nigga
Feel like that at some point, really I should feel ashamed, nigga
They kill us, we killin’ us, but that is not the way, nigga
Money tree up in the stripper club, I’m throwin’ shade, nigga
Did destruction on your flow when I paved the lane, nigga
Chest to chopper, blow your chest out where your heart at, nigga
Black Tony, Babyface, better scar that nigga
Sent the hit out, I’m just waitin’ on the call back, nigga
Shoot them pussies, burn it up, don’t bring the car back, nigga
Gangsta G, I fucked the industry, them crackers say I’m too aggressive
I turned myself into a boss without a fuckin’ question
Six whips, ghetto nigga gotta be excessive
I came up on fried bologna, boy what you expected?
What you expected?

[Chorus]
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
If I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
And if I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up

[Outro]
Ooh, I will be alright
Ooh, I will live my life
Ooh, I will be alright
Ooh, I will live my life

KENDRICK LAMAR – The Heart Part 4 lyrics

Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

30 millions later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Travel round the atlas in this spaceship candy-coated
My day shift’s been devoted to fuckin’ up bundles of paper
Pi equals 3.14
The devil’s pie is big enough to justify the whole thing
Wait up
Lampin’ in Jamaica, the cloud’s turnin’, my thought’s turnin’
Burnin’ castor oil, I been determined to make an earnin’
This seed in this soil is classified
I’m satisfied when I strategize my kid’s future
I ain’t sanctified enough to say that I won’t shoot ya
I done vandalized the industry full circuit
The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you know versus this
Scum of a land that transcends two surfaces
The richer the poorer, the bigger the picture
The more blood pours, but…

Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

My fans can’t wait for me to son ya punk ass and crush your whole lil shit
I’ll Big Pun ya punk ass, you a scared little bitch
Tiptoein’ around my name, nigga ya lame
And when I get at you homie don’t you just tell me you was just playin’
Oh I was just playin’ with you K-Dot, c’mon
You know a nigga rock with you, bro
Shut the fuck up, you sound like the last nigga I know
Might end up like the last nigga I know
Oh you don’t wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, head on the floor
Hoppin’ out before the vehicle crash, I’m on a roll
Yellin’, “1, 2, 3, 4, 5
I am the greatest rapper alive”
So damn great motherfucker I’ve died
What you hearin’ now is a paranormal vibe
House on the hill, house on the beach nigga (facts)
A condo in Compton, I’m still in reach nigga (facts)
I’m fresh out the water I’m ’bout to breach nigga
The five foot giant woke up out of his sleep nigga
Oh yeah, oh yeah, more cars, more leers
More bars, no peers, no scars, no fear, fuck y’all, sincere
I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers, you know what the risk is
Earth indigenous, ya body reverting to stiffness
The whole world goin’ mad
Bodies is adding up, market’s about to crash
Niggas is fake rich, bitches is fake bad
Blacks that act white, Whites that do the dab
Donald Trump is a chump, know how we feel, punk
Tell ’em that God comin’
And Russia need a replay button, y’all up to somethin’
Electorial votes look like memorial votes
But America’s truth ain’t ignorin’ the votes
It’s blasphemy, how many gon’ blast for me?
I prophesied on my last song, you laughed at me
Oh when the shit get brackin’, don’t you ask for me
How many leaders gon’ tell you the truth after me?
G Malone big bro, kudos to him
I was 2 Os from an M, tryna be big as Em
30 millions later my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, fame and lawsuits
You looking at me in Chucks, I’m looking at y’all suits
Me and Top Dawg playing rock, papers, scissors in court
And real hustler lose money just to go get some more
I said it’s like that, drop one classic, came right back
‘Nother classic, right back
My next album, the whole industry on the ice pack
With TOC
You see the flames and my E-Y-E’s
It’s not a game and the whole world is going mad, daddy
It’s sad, daddy
My only advice? Go and get you a bag daddy
Lee Baca, on trail tryin’ portray a boxer
Beatin’ up on my niggas while the COs watch ’em
Tables turn, lesson learned, my best look
You jumped sides on me, now you ’bout to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate with your team and let victory vouch you
Just know the next game played, I might slap the shit out you
Technical foul, I’m flagrant, I’m fouled
They throwin’ me out, you throwin’ the towel
Look at the crowd, they (nah, I don’t like that)
Look at my smile, I’m smirking
Calm but urgent (that ain’t the style, fuck)
So many verses, you live in denial (fuck)
So many verses, I never run out, what?
You making him nervous, the music is loud
Hoe, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit your punk ass down (sit yo’ punk ass down)
So that means you ain’t bigger than rapping (what else?)
So that means no more playing the backseats (what else?)
My spot is solidified if you ask me (what else?)
My name is identified as “that king”
I’ll let y’all worry about a list, I’m on some other shit
A difference between accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y’all got till April the 7th to get ya’ll shit together

Lets get it!
Look look, on foenem…

Kendrick Lamar – The Heart Part 4

[Chorus]
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

[Verse 1]
30 millions later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Travel round the atlas in this spaceship candy-coated
My day shift’s been devoted to fuckin’ up bundles of paper
Pi equals 3.14
The devil’s pie is big enough to justify the whole thing
Wait up
Lampin’ in Jamaica, the cloud’s turnin’, my thought’s turnin’
Burnin’ castor oil, I been determined to make an earnin’
This seed in this soil is classified
I’m satisfied when I strategize my kid’s future
I ain’t sanctified enough to say that I won’t shoot ya
I done vandalized the industry full circuit
The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you know versus this
Scum of a land that transcend two surfaces
The richer the poorer, the bigger the picture
The more blood pours, but…

[Chorus]
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

[Verse 2]
My fans can’t wait for me to son ya punk ass and crush your whole lil shit
I’ll Big Pun ya punk ass, you a scared little bitch
Tiptoein’ around my name, nigga, ya lame
And when I get at you, homie, don’t you just tell me you was just playin’
Oh I was just playin’ with you K-Dot, c’mon
You know a nigga rock with you, bro
Shut the fuck up, you sound like the last nigga I know
Might end up like the last nigga I know
Oh, you don’t wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, head on the floor
Hoppin’ out before the vehicle crash, I’m on a roll
Yellin’, "One, two, three, four, five
I am the greatest rapper alive"
So damn great, motherfucker, I’ve died
What you hearin’ now is a paranormal vibe
House on the hill, house on the beach, nigga (facts)
A condo in Compton, I’m still in reach, nigga (facts)
I’m fresh out the water I’m ’bout to breach, nigga
The five-foot giant woke up out of his sleep, nigga
Oh yeah, oh yeah, more cars, more leers
More bars, no peers, no scars, no fear, fuck y’all, sincere
I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers, you know what the risk is
Earth indigenous, ya body reverting to stiffness
The whole world goin’ mad
Bodies is adding up, market’s about to crash
Niggas is fake rich, bitches is fake bad
Blacks that act white, whites that do the dab
Donald Trump is a chump, know how we feel, punk
Tell ’em that God comin’
And Russia need a replay button, y’all up to somethin’
Electorial votes look like memorial votes
But America’s truth ain’t ignorin’ the votes
It’s blasphemy, how many gon’ blast for me?
I prophesied on my last song, you laughed at me
Oh, when the shit get brackin’, don’t you ask for me
How many leaders gon’ tell you the truth after me?
G Malone big bro, kudos to him
I was 2 Os from a M, tryna be big as Em
30 millions later my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, fame and lawsuits
You looking at me in Chucks, I’m looking at y’all suits
Me and Top Dawg playing rock-paper-scissors in court
And real hustler lose money just to go get some more
I said it’s like that, drop one classic, came right back
‘Nother classic, right back
My next album, the whole industry on the ice pack
With TOC
You see the flames and my E-Y-E’s
It’s not a game and the whole world is going mad, daddy
It’s sad, daddy
My only advice? Go and get you a bag, daddy
Lee Baca, on trial tryna portray a boxer
Beatin’ up on my niggas while the COs watch ’em
Tables turned, lesson learned, my best look
You jumped sides on me, now you ’bout to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate with your team and let victory vouch you
Just know the next game played, I might slap the shit out you
Technical foul, I’m flagrant, I’m foul
They throwin’ me out, you throw in the towel
Look at the crowd, they (Nah, I don’t like that)
Look at my smile, I’m smirking
Calm but urgent (That ain’t the style, fuck)
So many verses, you live in denial (Fuck)
So many verses, I never run out, what?
You making him nervous, the music is loud
Hoe, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit your punk ass down (Sit yo’ punk ass down)
So that means you ain’t bigger than rapping (What else?)
So that means no more playing the backseats (What else?)
My spot is solidified if you ask me (What else?)
My name is identified as "that king"
I’ll let y’all worry about a list, I’m on some other shit
A difference between accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y’all got ’til April the 7th to get ya’ll shit together

[Outro]
Let’s get it!
Look look, on foenem

RICK ROSS – Apple Of My Eye lyrics

Just being somebody that the neighborhood respected
And my mama could be proud of, was the apple of my eye
That’s all I ever wanted, just to being something man
At that point what else can you ask for?

Tears running out of a nigga face
In a room full of failures I feel out of place
Still sleeping on the floor when you deserve better
Got you reeking through the cold even in warm weather
I told Meek I wouldn’t trust Nicki, instead of beefing with your dog you just give him some distance
We all make mistakes, lets not be to specific
You rather be a killer than be statistic
An never fold no I never ran
On my soul I’ll roll like an avalanche
I thank the lord I got some great friends
That’s why every bottle I open I say amen
Just had seizure at the Super Bowl
Woke up in the third quarter looking for the smoke
If its more then a quarter million, Ill count it twice
Poochie broke my heart shit I call it life
An never will I call it rite
Not perfect but I’m the one you would call at night
Traveling the world, I’m just reppin’ my city
But rarely do I hear that this nigga done did it
When niggas in fatigues will keep you intrigued
Cause the loss of lifes the only thing that niggas believe
So I pray you listen carefully
Then I become another muthafuckin’ casualty

Always speak and say right
I just never ever walk on by
(never ever walk on by)
You even stop and put one in the sky
(the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I
(for the love of you and..)

Standin’ on your block but you so out of place
Uncle on the couch, momma running out of space
Lights off so you never tend to speak much
Go your separate ways every time the lease up
A fat ugly nigga thought I’d never be nothing
Another tree stump, happy with his free lunch
Duckin’ pigeons, I’m an eagle on a sunny day
Flap my wings once a week, pray I glide safe
I want fried chicken at my funeral
Rolls Royces, dope boys, Sway interviews
Everybody dying for the same things
Cop kill a nigga don’t nobody gangbang
I’m happy Donald Trump became the president
Because we gotta destroy, before we elevate
Real shit, look at me inside the white house
With a pocket full of weed inside the white house
Dead presidents tattooed on a nigga chest
U.S. treasury addressing me, mad at my address
Own the biggest residential pool is the US
Drake and Kanye can invite every bitch they ever met
Finger fuckin’ bitches in the holy water
Then I go an tell what happened to my only daughter
So her daddy told it to her firsthand
Never perfect but its not just bout them purses

Always speak and say right
I just never ever walk on by
(never ever walk on by)
You even stop and put one in the sky
(the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I
(yeah)

The streets could never teach me
All the things I got from you
I found myself in the wrong lane
And I ended up in pain (Pain)
I was strolling down a dark street
When this girl passed me by
She said you’ve always been a good friend
(Always been a good friend)
And you never never never let me down
I’ll just fall back never turn back
Let it go let it go
I’ll just fall back never turn back
Let it go let it go

Always speak and say right
I just never ever walk on by
(never ever walk on by)
You even stop and put one in the sky
(the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I
(for the love of you and I)

Freddie Gibbs – Crushed Glass

[Intro]
Diego, roll me one up, my nigga

[Refrain]
The future started yesterday, nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga

[Verse 1]
I admit that I was timid at a younger age, nigga
Daddy asked me what I wanna be, I said "A paid nigga"
With connections out the pot, I gave myself a raise, nigga
Heaven sent I can’t remember the last time I prayed, nigga
So the Devil introduced me to cookin’ cocaine, nigga
On the blade, seven days, ain’t bathe or shave, nigga
I was thuggin’ with my trey eight
Motherfuck a president, I got a Presidential Day-Date
I run a check up like a Chase bank
The police open up the package if your shipment come a day late
I just beat a rape case, groupie bitch I never fucked
Trying to give me ten for some pussy that I never touched
At a certain level, system tried to test a nigga’s nuts
Nigga hire like eleven lawyers, had to level up

[Chorus]
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
If I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
And if I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up

[Refrain]
The future started yesterday nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga

[Verse 2]
Had a baby, now my daughter getting up in age, nigga
When I die I bet she say, "My daddy was a paid nigga"
‘Round the world jail system like a slave trade, nigga
Got me in this foreign prison, monkey in a cage, nigga
Bail paid, locked me up for an extra 30 days, nigga
Barely let us use the shower ain’t bathed or shaved nigga
I was sittin’ in a cell missin’ show dates
Commissary late, I’m postin’ pictures with the toothpaste
Barely eat the food, stress’ll make a nigga lose weight
Enter the mental of a nigga that wish he knew his fate
Shit these bitches do to try to get your cash
Erica visit, can’t wipe her tears from behind the glass
Choppin’ the porcelain up for years, said I’m suckin’ glass
I beat the DEA and the task, now I’m on my ass

[Refrain]
Future started yesterday nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga

[Verse 3]
Donald Trump gon’ chain us up and turn back to slaves, nigga
Got the recipe for dope, my reparations paid, nigga
Feel like that at some point, really I should feel ashamed, nigga
They kill us, we killin’ us, but that is not the way, nigga
Money tree up in the stripper club, I’m throwin’ shade, nigga
Did destruction on your flow when I paved the lane, nigga
Chest to chopper, blow your chest out where your heart at, nigga
Black Tony, Babyface, better scar that nigga
Sent the hit out, I’m just waitin’ on the call back, nigga
Shoot them pussies, burn it up, don’t bring the car back, nigga
Gangsta G, I fucked the industry, them crackers say I’m too aggressive
I turned myself into a boss without a fuckin’ question
Six whips, ghetto nigga gotta be excessive
I came up on fried bologna, boy what you expected?
What you expected?

[Chorus]
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
If I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
And if I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up

[Outro]
Ooh, I will be alright
Ooh, I will live my life
Ooh, I will be alright
Ooh, I will live my life

Arcangel – Me Acostumbre (feat. Bad Bunny)

[ARCÁNGEL]

Hoy me levanté del lao’ izquierdo de la cama.
(De la cama, de la cama)
Que no quiero dramas y por eso rolo un finisito’e marihuana.
Par de miles me busqué,
joseando por la mañana,
logré comprarme mi cubana.
Me compré mi carro y mi mansión en la nación americana.
Nací pa’ ser millo, no quiero fama.

[BAD BUNNY]

Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,
a siempre ganar como el 23
Ya me acostumbré,
Ya me acostumbré,
a callarle la boca al que no me cree

[ARCÁNGEL]
Ya me acostumbré
ya me acostumbré,
a no importarme el precio de lo que compré.
Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,

[BAD BUNNY]

a clavarme toa’ estas putas de tres en tres.

[ARCÁNGEL]

Dejarme contarte como yo lo hacía hace 15 años atrás,
me sentaba con Yeezy donde cabe el kilo hasta que no quedaba más.
Luego las cosas cambiaron
y nos pusimos a cantar,
el mundo viajar, la funda a llegar,
ya no había que bregar.
No, pero si tu quiere’ que te hable de droga con gusto menor yo te enseño.
conozco’los capo’ y ninguno son sapos, dominican’ puertorriqueño.
No me llevo mucho con los empleados
(porque)
por la sencilla razón de que me crié con los dueños.
Un día un pana mío un par de millones de él me puso a contar,
duré toa’ la noche contando billetes y la mano me empezó a picar.
Pasaron las horas y yo estaba lejos de todavía terminar,
pa’ mi que eso fue una señal,
que luego me iba a tocar.

[BAD BUNNY]

Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,
a siempre ganar como el 23
Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,
a callarle la boca al que no me cree.

[ARCÁNGEL]
Ya me acostumbré
ya me acostumbré,
a no importarme el precio de lo que compré
Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,
a clavarme estas putas de tres en tres.

[BAD BUNNY]

Me acostumbré a que el envidioso siempre me traicione
y que por las botas mi nombre mencione.
Yo siempre picheo en la mía tranquilo,
díselo Luian que te engancho este rabo de oro en el cuello
y ahora paso un kilo.
Las boobies siempre estelar,
si no me crees pregunta en el banco popular.
Los topos de kush nunca dan regular,
este es high star game y tú no vas a jugar.
Dando más palos que David Ortíz,
ando con los viles loco dentro le tiro ”aquís’,’
me acostumbré a modelos con flow de París.
Él me jodió Donald Trump,
aceite en el vap y ya no fuman blunt,
lo pongo a danzar kuduro como Don,
me tocan y adelante el armaggedon.
Gracias a Dios por el don,
desde que firmé to’s quieren coger
pon tus balas movía’l tapón.
Te puede’ acercártele haciendo el three sixty
y te damos tapón.

[ARCÁNGEL]

Ya me acostumbré
ya me acostumbré,
a no importarme el precio de lo que compré
Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,
a clavarme estas putas de tres en tres.

[BAD BUNNY]

Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,
a siempre ganar como el 23
Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,
a callarle la boca al que no me cree.

Mobile Hotspots – End Of The World Update lyrics

Dumb people, smart phones
Civil wars and no-fly zone
Hidden spies, flying drones
Experiments with mutant clones
Additives that break hormones
Two sit on the papal throne

Next – What’s Next?
What’s your – Best Bet?

Health care, doctor’s office
Super bugs like staphylococcus
Legal thugs in congress caucus
Arguments that somehow lost us
Opposing sides yet both will cost us
Late night votes for laws that cross us

Arab Spring, Somali pirates
Terror bombs and Noro virus
Secret Wars become desirous
Egypt torn just like papyrus
Donald Trump is going to fire us
No leaders left to inspire us

2016 rap up – Uncle Murda lyrics

Lyrics Uncle Murda – 2016 rap up

Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
They love gossip, b*tches want me to talk about it
It’s all over the Gram so I’mma talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it
Shit crazy, niggas want me to talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it
Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
f*ck how y’all niggas feel, I’mma talk about it.(2016 rap up)

Niggas in Paris, Kanye, Jay Z
Niggas in paris robbed Kim K, B
Ye mad he ain’t got a call from Jay Z
Jay like niggas get robbed every day, B
J. Cole kicked you while you was down
He knows controversy sells, he got an album out now
“False Prophets”
Damn, Ye, the people don’t trust you
Bush don’t like black people, but you think Donald Trump do
Don’t meet with Donald Trump and talk about us, Ye
You ain’t got the answers just like you told Sway
It’s the truth, I ain’t talking greasy, Ye
Just know them streets still rock with the Yeezys, Ye
But Rihanna ain’t rocking with Travi$
Somebody should’ve told him that she was a savage
He like “pick up the phone, baby, I know you home, baby”
(Stop calling)
It’s a dub, nigga, no more dates
She ain’t pick up the phone ’cause she was creeping with Drake
You was just another dude on the hit list
Even Mad Skillz gotta like how I flip this
f*ck it if he don’t, yeah, I Deebo’d his shit
Heard you last year saying that slick shit
(I heard you)
Took a meeting with 50, deal done in an hour
I’m G-Unit now, you might see me on Power
(50, what up?)
If 50 got beef, I’m involved
We can semi automatic or trey 8 revolve’
Had to dream big, told me get Lil Yatchy wrong
Cam and Jim Jones still got problems
Cam told Angie Jim ain’t from Harlem.

Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
They love gossip, b*tches want me to talk about it
It’s all over the Gram so I’mma talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it.

Man, that Game beef verse Meek Milly
Got my nigga Beanie Sigel knocked out in Philly
Troy Ave at the club on camera letting it clap
Troy got shot, got up, start shooting back
And now Troy Ave fighting a case
Got shot again on Christmas, he can’t get a break
Bobby took 7 so Rowdy could get 7 years
He could’ve took a plea, been home in a year
Ayo, Bobby, we salute you
Desiigner got famous for sounding like Future
Gucci came home, ready for marriage
Drake bought a Ferrari for 21 Savage
Man, I think he did that to get Meek mad
Drake’s still got mainstream on their kneepads
(He winning)
I mean, you see he did a milli in his first week
Jeezy outsold Meek Mill in his first week
J. Cole did half a milli for his first week
Trump need to get killed in office his first week
Yeah, I saw Tiny dancing on Mayweather
For the kids I hope her and T.I. stay together
I watch they show, I like they chemistry
If he cheat Tiny cheat back, but not with the enemy
(not with the force)
Kodak Black fighting the rape charge
I think the nigga did it, nah nah, I’m just playing, y’all
(Kodak innocent).

Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
They love gossip, b*tches want me to talk about it
It’s all over the Gram so I’mma talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it.

Who was on Shade Room? Who was on Baller Alert?
Who was on Akademiks? whose feelings you want me to hurt?
Adrian Broner talk about suicide
Niggas on the Gram is like “hurry up, do it and die”
(Hurry up)
Soulja Boy beefing with Quavo, got locked up
Lucky they ain’t find a Draco
That boy got more beef than a burger
On Instagram he pulled out the purple burner
That’s a good gun to pistol whip Lil Yachty with
Like, that’s for Biggie, that’s what you get for popping shit
(Watch your mouth)
And tell Lil’ Kim I’m mad
For bringing Rich Homie Quan out, making Biggie look bad
He was f*cking up the words to a classic
The way that he dancing niggas think the nigga a faggot
Rest in peace to the greatest, Muhammad Ali
Mister “float like a butterfly, sting like a bee”
Dave Chappelle came back, got 60 mil
Man, rest in peace to Prince, he overdosed on pills
Remember Purple Rain had that vibe
Damn, Tommy from Martin with no job died
LeBron did it for Cleveland and got that ring
Bernard Hopkins got knocked out the f*cking ring
No Durant, Russell Westbrook doing his thing
Durant dickriding Golden State to get a ring
Can’t beat ’em so you join ’em, right?, You a traitor
f*ck cancer, rest in peace to Craig Sager
Future said “f*ck Diddy”, Diddy ain’t give him no Ciroc
He f*cked Scottie Pippen wife in some Gucci flip flops
(Jordan, what up?)
Kobe scored 60 his last game
A.I. got inducted in the hall of fame
Baby still ain’t pay Lil’ Wayne
Told the Breakfast Club put some respek on his name
(All three of y’all)
Young M.A. getting that money
“Ooouuu” hottest record in the country
Mary J. Blige don’t want no more drama
Going through a divorce, her husband tryna’ rob her
(He a bum)
Blac Chyna a Kardashian
She had a baby with Rob Kardashian
(She came up)
Took the baby then left that fat f*ck
Now he on the Gram like “she left me and took her stuff”
(Good for you)
She ain’t love you or like you like that
She use you to get popping and pay Tyga back
(Sucker)
Should’ve peeped that from the beginning
Amber Rose had a TV show, these hoes winning
(They lit)
Khloe still can’t keep her legs shut
If you a rapper or a ball player she’ll let you f*ck
(For real)
Every 6 month she switch ’em up
I wanna put my thumb in Kylie Jenner butt
(Ew)
I’m just playing, but 21 Savage ain’t
He wanna f*ck her, he think Tyga a sucker
(Me too)
Police surrounded Chris Brown crib
Cause some white chick lied about some shit he did
Katt Williams got choked out by a little kid
Michel’le showed that’s what Dr. Dre did
He was looking like a young Ike Turner
He ain’t just beat her ass, he shot at her with the burner
(That’s a nigga with an attitude).

Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
They love gossip, b*tches want me to talk about it
It’s all over the Gram so I’mma talk about it
You heard what happened?

Police shooting at cars while kids in the back
Man, not even Scarface would’ve did that
(No women or kids)
We catch it on camera and nothing done happened
Cops got killed in Dallas, that needed to happen
(Payback)
Blame the government for that, that’s they fault
Police kill us, get probation in the same court
They give us life then we catch a body
Cause they got the power, yeah, they white like Tommy
America is racist and they ain’t hiding it
Trump won, the KKK is out of retirement
(They out)
You know them crackers don’t like our skin color, they hate us
Rest in peace to 2Pac mother, dear mama
God bless Afeni Shakur
She would’ve liked Kaepernick for kneeling down on the floor
When the national anthem played they don’t respect us
They kill us and lock us up, they don’t serve and protect us
(They don’t)
Trump the new president, what you mad for?
How long y’all thought the president was gon’ be black for?
Barack Obama did his thing
But he was just another puppet on the government string
(I’m just saying)
This year we had a lot of deaths
We lost Shawty Lo and Bankroll Fresh
Phife Dawg and Big Kap passed
Flex said Lil’ Bow Wow music trash
And he said Lil Yachty got that mumble rap
It’s them little kids that pop molly that f*ck with that
Nah, we don’t f*ck with that, culture vultures
New York finally sounding like it’s supposed to
Sounding like Timberlands and Champion hoodies
Salute to Dave East, Don Q, and A-Boogie
Play this for Mad Skillz, he gon’ hate it
Fat Joe and Remy Grammy nominated
Remy and Nicki taking shots at each other too
Rap is a sport, man, that’s what they supposed to do
Yeah, that’s that essence of hip hop
DJ Drewski on Love and Hip Hop
Drake with J. Lo on some Puffy shit
Mariah never heard of J. Lo, that’s some funny shit
Man, I’m off this, enough was said here
Wonder who I’mma throw under the bus next year.(2016 rap up)

Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
They love gossip, b*tches want me to talk about it
It’s all over the Gram so I’mma talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it
Shit crazy, niggas want me to talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it
Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
f*ck how y’all niggas feel, I’mma talk about ittt.(2016 rap up)
Uncle Murda lyrics
Video up

Zach Farlow – Round Here (Over ’til It’s Over Album)

[Hook]
Fuck what you sayin’ round here
Boy, we ain’t playin’ round here
Don’t fuck with no lame round here
We takin’ names round here (what’s your name?)
Spittin’ that flame round here
We go insane round here
I take your bitch [?] Imma quit it round here
I fuck with the plug round here
Boy, we on them drugs round here
We show no love round here
Boy we get them funds round here (we do)
Fuck how you feel round here
We still chasin’ mills round here
Misunderstood, we’re still doin’ good round here

[Verse ]
[?] turn the fuck up
Fuck all that talkin’ I might have to pause it until all ya’ll learn how to shut the fuck up
They love my persona, I’m hot as a sauna, yeah, walk in the booth and might burn the fuck up
And I ain’t finished I might tell your sister to make like some scissors and cut the fuck up
All these haters [?]
I’ma keep on dropping hits just like I’m fumblin’ (huh)
All you rappers trying to be the kid, know you can’t see the kid, so ya’ll should probably [?]
[?] (huh)
All this monkeyin’ around you need a jungle gym (huh)
Pull up in that white Benz [?]
She say she trying to hang here like a monkey , yeah yeah
[?]
She love it in the morning [?] so you know I had to hit it [?]
[?] I put my thumb in it
[?] I need a drum and stick
All you rappers damn trees, got ’em stumped and shit
Round here

[Hook]
Fuck what you sayin’ round here
Boy, we ain’t playin’ round here
Don’t fuck with no lame round here
We takin’ names round here (what’s your name?)
Spittin’ that flame round here
We go insane round here
I take your bitch [?] Imma quit it round here
I fuck with the plug round here
Boy, we on them drugs round here
We show no love round here
Boy we get them funds round here (we do)
Fuck how you feel round here
We still chasin’ mills round here
Misunderstood, we’re still doin’ good round here

[Verse 2]
[?]
[?] I’m ’bout to sneeze I need a tissue
Heard you must be fuckin’ with the police you be holdin’ hands with the freak gettin’ cuffed up
Now this shit be workin’ out I’m gettin’ pumped up
Got my bitches in the Bentley gettin’ fucked up
Got a four-leaf clover [?]
Bought my bitch a pink Rover now she stuck up
But I could care less
‘Cause the kid still ballin’ like [?]
And she heard that I’m a rapper so you know she let me crack and now the bitch won’t stop talkin’ like a parrot
[?]
Had the young smokin’ petro with Metro
‘Cause she actin’ like a bitch and I’ma treat her like a bitch like
Come here, girl, and fetch, hoe
Even when I’m walkin’ to the club you know I’m runnin’
You bring your girl around the kid, I’m probably gonna smash it like a [?]
[?]
I’m just trying to take the world over, you could probably say I’m Donald Trump
All these fuckers need to stop with all that fussin’, man
Hoe, we ain’t about it come and try and we gon’ bust your head
UAMG, that’s the family
And-and now we branchin’ out the business, family tree, and that’s real

[Hook]
Fuck what you sayin’ round here
Boy, we ain’t playin’ round here
Don’t fuck with no lame round here
We takin’ names round here (what’s your name?)
Spittin’ that flame round here
We go insane round here
I take your bitch [?] Imma quit it round here
I fuck with the plug round here
Boy, we on them drugs round here
We show no love round here
Boy we get them funds round here (we do)
Fuck how you feel round here
We still chasin’ mills round here
Misunderstood, we’re still doin’ good round here

Pink Guy – Gays 4 Donald (Pink Season Album)

[Intro]
I hate blacks, I hate spics
I hate Jews, I hate chinks
I hate Arabs, I hate mongoloids
I hate lesbians

[Chorus 1]
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump, I’m voting for Donald Trump
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump, I’m voting for, voting for Donald Trump

[Verse 1]
You’re looking kinda sexy, Donnie (SKRRT)
You make me kind of hard (SKRRT,SKRRT), Donnie
Donald is the best, I wanna suck his dick
I love his red face and I love his juicy tits (SKRRT)
Wanna cuddle up on the couch with you Donald Trump
Maybe watch a couple movies (or some Hulu)
I want to text you every day and night, Mr. Donald Trump
Maybe send a couple nudies (Hey, watcha doin’)
I wanna lick ya down, head to toe
But I promise I won’t touch the hole (unless you want me)
I saw you for the first time on the TV
I thought me and you could get kinda freaky (yeah)
Hit that G-spot
Stick your pinkie up my asshole
And if you like it maybe you could try it too (SKRRT)
If one finger ain’t enough we can go for two
Maybe use a gerbil or a gopher too
Donnie, drill my ass with a strap on
Make me cum without using my hands on
I love you Donnie, you make me cry
Cum in my mouth, cum in my eyes
(Chuckle) Cum in my ass, cum on the tip
Cum on my back, cum on my tits

[Chorus 2]
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump, I love you Donnie
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump

[Verse 2]
Let me see that ass, Donnie [*Tongue Roll* x3]
I just want to feel your pulse
With my pinkie in your asshole
You can be my pinkie ring from the Dollar Store

[Outro]
Donald, I know you want me
I know we’re perfect for each other
I know you’re alone and you need somebody who understands you and I understand you, Donnie
You also someone who knows how to hit that G-spot
That wife ain’t doing shit

Quentin Miller – Gold (Gunmetal Grey Album)

[Hook]
I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching
I can’t let them take my soul from me
I’m a king, I can’t let them take my gold from me
No, no, I can’t let ’em take my gold from me

[Verse 1]
Push my will like a Rolls Royce
Hoes fuck with me, I could get you exposure
And I’m about that cash money like from the [?]
Put in that request, it get sold to you
Icons in my contacts
I’m a fucking icon, they don’t want they
Nike hat to the front yeah
I can drive a truck yeah
Up like Donald Trump

[Hook]
I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching
I can’t let them take my soul from me
I’m a king, I can’t let them take my gold from me
No, no, I can’t let ’em take my gold from me
I can’t let ’em take my gold
I’ma keep this going too

[Verse 2]
Yeah, look
Groove beats it’s beast to say the least
These bars is beast to say the least
They going hard, they reach, but never reach
Money and me like Magda and Magneto
Kill the track like cops kill black people
The ball fire, my flow fire [?]
I can’t let ’em take my soul from
I’m a king, I can’t let ’em take my gold from me
Gotta make a plan, set some goals on me
Make my first son advance

[Hook]
I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching
I can’t let them take my soul from me
I’m a king, I can’t let them take my gold from me
No, no, I can’t let ’em take my gold from me
I can’t let ’em take my gold
Yeah
Switch the flow up

Ces Cru – Gridlock (The Storm Deluxe Edition Album)

[Intro: Ubiquitous] (x2)
You heard about it but, couldn’t believe it
That they would kill a man, just for breathin’
And you were thinking fat chance there’s a reason
Until you hear the BLAT BLAT then you see it

[Verse 1: Ubiquitous]
Well okay now they thinking that the gunplay
Was just an isolated thing from the one place
I tell ’em hell naw keep a celly cell on
And follow Philando, Alton and Delrawn
Out in Dallas they were caught up in the onslaught
Had a couple cop ducking from the pop pop
Body drop it was looking like he on top
Then they killed that motherfucker with the bomb bot
Now we cooking up the beef and the grill hot
You ain’t heard about the deal with the Chilcot
It’s a jagged little pill and the pill caught
In your throat and you wonder when it will stop
Greenpeace on the beach for the whale watch
Innocent still sittin’ in a cell block
Got you wishin’ on a tail of the Hale-Bopp
Lookin’ for the gold ticket in the mailbox
Got a broke down livin’ in my locale
Killa city block business you ain’t know about
Donald Trump on a ticket we don’t know how
Everybody lined up hopin’ that their vote count
Maybe for their kids sake, how do you dictate
The real winner when they runnin’ in a fixed race
Either which way, whoever you pick payed off by the rich motherfuckers in a big way
Gridlock on the government of this day, and everybody in the senate on a sick day
Lawmakers all caught up in the red tape, I read about it and I’m feeling like a headcase
Now they sayin’ that I might’ve made a mistake, and I probably shoulda put it on a mixtape
Instead I put it on my name is on a list tape
And if they kill me then my baby mama gets paid FUCK Y’ALL

[Hook]
We can pretend we don’t see it like our lids, locked
Look the government is all caught up in grid, lock
Read about it and you wonder when will it, stop
Gotta get mine before I got caught up and get, got
Grid, lock
Look the government is all caught up in grid, lock
Read about it and you wonder when will it, stop
Gotta get mine before I get caught up and get, got

[Verse 2: Godemis]
Everybody so uneducated on the problem, I don’t think I’ll live to see the day that people solve it
Killin’ unarmed individuals in cold blood, now if that ain’t murder what the fuck am I to call it?
They don’t even give a shit and everybody saw it, why would they, when they running around lawless
Acting like a ghetto celebrity, when they floss it, worst kept secret everybody who lost it
What’s the repercussion for puttin’ bodies in coffins
When you got a family member running for office
Moving in the circle of real killers and bosses, who the one to lose and they never take any losses
Anybody be gone yes pardon me but your honor, I don’t want to be conned, and I don’t want to be conquered
I don’t want to be caged, and I don’t want to be master
I don’t want to be instrumental in a disaster
Murdering them and after, gathering all the data
I can see what the media thinking don’t really matter
People do what they gotta do to make a move up the ladder
Sticking whoever long as their pockets are getting fatter
Mama’s are getting madder, daddy don’t give a damn
If people are in the street dedicating the jam, I’m looking at mother nature hollering no ma’am
Killing the little piggy literally going ham
And the fat cats acting like they know best
Live a carefree life feeling no stress
Will they ever pay for it never know I guess
But they don’t give a shit about a protest
I said the fat cats acting like they know best
Live a carefree life feeling no stress
Will they ever pay for it never know I guess
But they don’t give a shit about a protest

[Hook]
We can pretend we don’t see it like our lids, locked
Look the government is all caught up in grid, lock
Read about it and you wonder when will it, stop
Gotta get mine before I got caught up and get, got
Grid, lock
Look the government is all caught up in grid, lock
Read about it and you wonder when will it, stop
Gotta get mine before I get caught up and get, got

[Outro]
Grid, lock
Gotta get mine before I get caught up and- (Gunshots and screaming)

Mike Stud – Shine on em

(Chorus)
Put them bright lights I shine on them
Put them bright lights on
Put them bright lights on it’s my moment
Put them bright lights on (X2)
Do it one time for the squad

(Marcus Stroman)
In the lights I hit them switch
Fifty thousand when I’m dealing in the Six
And you know they locked in on every pitch
Life got the crazy boy tagging me in pics
They think they get to me me but they ain’t ever stressin me
Cooking in the lab and you know I got the recipe
Momma always texting me but I don’t always get to see
But trust me she already know I got the message seen
Love my family and my circle shout my Steve’s where the Urkel
You know im workin with a purpose for certain
Tell my doubters turn it louder perfect
Riding with my team don’t be slidin in my DM’s
Cuz you know I ain’t gon’ read em anyway
You know I got the tunnel vision I don’t see the competition
If I want it then I get it anyway

(Chorus X2) Do it one time for the squad

(Mike Stud)
Ok I don’t hear the things they say about us
Thank you momma thank you poppa
All the things you taught us made us stronger
I just tried to make you prouder
They sippin me constantly I wake em up
You think I was in the monogamy cuz i ain’t gave a fuck
Ugh feel like how the hell we make it here
Everytime the ball drop I just throw my favorite year
And i don’t ever fumble got the drive to take it there
On a couple Lakers out in LA like a Laker yeah
Ugh don’t bother callin won’t bother texting
Pray they get the message and I made a couple dreams
Outta bad brakes talking deals with the team over crab legs
Gotta cash safe just to keep the cash safe
Only brightside of Donald Trump is for tax breaks
And the only spot I’ve never been is last place
Livin fast pace in the fast lane
Now I came from the diamond only ride or shine
They be catchin’ feelings I just catch a five
Talk good of town even when I’m not around
Cuz I’m still makin plays even when I’m outta bounds

Put them bright lights I shine on them
Put them bright lights on
Put them bright lights on it’s my moment
Put them bright lights on (X2)
Do it one time for the squad YEEEEUH

Mike Stud – Shine on em Lyrics

(Chorus)
Put them bright lights I shine on them
Put them bright lights on
Put them bright lights on it’s my moment
Put them bright lights on (X2)
Do it one time for the squad

(Marcus Stroman)
In the lights I hit them switch
Fifty thousand when I’m dealing in the Six
And you know they locked in on every pitch
Life got the crazy boy tagging me in pics
They think they get to me me but they ain’t ever stressin me
Cooking in the lab and you know I got the recipe
Momma always texting me but I don’t always get to see
But trust me she already know I got the message seen
Love my family and my circle shout my Steve’s where the Urkel
You know im workin with a purpose for certain
Tell my doubters turn it louder perfect
Riding with my team don’t be slidin in my DM’s
Cuz you know I ain’t gon’ read em anyway
You know I got the tunnel vision I don’t see the competition
If I want it then I get it anyway

(Chorus X2) Do it one time for the squad

(Mike Stud)
Ok I don’t hear the things they say about us
Thank you momma thank you poppa
All the things you taught us made us stronger
I just tried to make you prouder
They sippin me constantly I wake em up
You think I was in the monogamy cuz i ain’t gave a fuck
Ugh feel like how the hell we make it here
Everytime the ball drop I just throw my favorite year
And i don’t ever fumble got the drive to take it there
On a couple Lakers out in LA like a Laker yeah
Ugh don’t bother callin won’t bother texting
Pray they get the message and I made a couple dreams
Outta bad brakes talking deals with the team over crab legs
Gotta cash safe just to keep the cash safe
Only brightside of Donald Trump is for tax breaks
And the only spot I’ve never been is last place
Livin fast pace in the fast lane
Now I came from the diamond only ride or shine
They be catchin’ feelings I just catch a five
Talk good of town even when I’m not around
Cuz I’m still makin plays even when I’m outta bounds

Put them bright lights I shine on them
Put them bright lights on
Put them bright lights on it’s my moment
Put them bright lights on (X2)
Do it one time for the squad YEEEEUH

B.o.B – $tacks Of Dreams (Elements Album)

[Intro/Refrain]
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of

[Bridge]
Bodies, on top of
Bodies, on top of
Bodies, copies
Carbon copies
Do you copy, out of body
Out of body, tipsy-turvy tipsy-topsy tispy-topsy
Killuminati- all the thotties, the young gottis (Party, Party)
They watching, I know they watching (Watching, Watching)

Yeah, yeah
Heat death- I’m in this Mojave
Suicide- I’m kamikaze
I don’t blend in with nobody
The scapegoat I guess I’m Bin Laden

[Verse 1]
Yeah Yeah
Compared to Donald Trump
I’m neck and neck with the death threats
Got the best vest, and the best text
I need less stress and the best sex
Nude photos are the best text
Life is too short to be depressed, yes
But I’m too focused on the next step
And I’m restless

[Chorus]
Wreck the party, I’ll find you in the other life
Wreck the party, I’ll find you in the other life

[Refrain]
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of….

[Verse 2]
Dreams are made of, same thing that my genes are made of
Real niggas what my team is made of
No Day 2’s, Day 3’s, just Day 1’s
Puppet niggas move when the strings are raised up
Fame is a drug niggas fiend for a taste of
Broke hoes smoke all your weed, snapchat they weave
Then leave when the drinks is drank up, tuh!
I aim to provoke
I don’t mean financial when I say you broke
You broke in your heart, you lost in your thoughts, and you broke in your soul
Emotions evoke
Mentally stunted more issues then Vogue
Doors open and close
But you wouldn’t notice it though, though, though…

[Chorus]
Wreck the party, I’ll find you in the other life
Wreck the party, I’ll find you in the other life

[Bridge]
Bodies, on top of
Bodies, on top of
Bodies, copies
Carbon copies
Do you copy, out of body
Out of body, tipsy-turvy tipsy-topsy tipsy-topsy
Killuminati- all the thotties, the young gottis (Party, Party)
They watching, I know they watching (Watching, Watching)

Yeah, yeah
Heat death- I’m in this Mojave
Suicide- I’m kamikaze
I don’t blend in with nobody
The scapegoat I guess I’m Bin Laden

[Chorus]
Wreck the party, I’ll find you in the other life
Wreck the party, I’ll find you in the other life

Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of
Dreams, stacked on top of….

Gucci Mane & Future – Selling Heroin (Free Bricks 2 Zone 6 Edition Mixtape)

[Intro: Future]
Guwop, Wizard
1017, yeah, yeah

[Bridge: Future]
My watch and my chains is litty
My rings and ears sadity
Yeah, my watch and bag on Nicki
20 chains on me now
90 bricks on me now
We might pass you in a drought
He ’bout to bring they ass out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin
Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m so illegal
Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
This ain’t a gimmick, it’s an epidemic
I got that shit that’ll bust your heart, make you get to itchin’
I got that shit that make a junkie walk from Mississippi
I got these bitches sellin’ blood to get a fix in
Man she can’t even find a vein to catch a drain
My niggas might hijack a plane to get the cain
I’m Gucci Mane, I feel like Sosa, Moet Mimosa
I got ’em smoking like a motor to meet the quota
This parking spot reserved for kingpins, it’s reserved
I look like I just robbed a kingpin for 100 birds
Man come and holler at your boy, I got that boy
They know Guwop about his bills, LeSean McCoy

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin
Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m ssellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m so illegal
Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin

[Verse 2: Future]
Junkies at the front door, I got junkies at the back door
Got them niggas wrappin’ dummies, I got niggas pullin’ kick doors
I got hoes in Frisco, I got hoes live in the N.O
You want you a ho and you know we call that a demo
Came from out the section, stash a million in the Pinto
’69 Camaro, boy you remixin’ a kilo
Look inside this barrel if you look into the peep hole
I just popped a tab and I keep that Dan Marino
I got European niggas pullin’ heists, prino
I go Donald Trump when I’m lookin’ for the c-notes
You get hit with pump if you fuckin’ with the kilo
Lookin’ at my wrist, man this shit should be illegal
(Like heroin, like heroin, like heroin)

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin
Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m ssellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m so illegal
Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin

[Bridge: Future]
My watch and my chains is litty
My rings and ears sidity
Yeah, my watch and bag a Nicki
20 chains on me now
90 bricks on me now
We might pass you in a drought
He ’bout to bring they ass out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

GUCCI MANE – Selling Heroin lyrics

Guwop, Wizzop
1017, yeah, yeah

My watch and my chains is litted
My rings and ears sidity
Yeah, my watch and bag on Nicki
20 chains on me now
90 bricks on me now
We might pass you in a drought
He bout to bring they ass out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

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This ain’t a gimmick, it’s an epidemic
I got that shit that’ll bust your heart, make you get to itching
I got that shit that make a junkie walk from Mississippi
I got these bitches selling blood to get a fix in
Man she can’t even find a vein to catch a drain
My niggas might hijack a plane to get the cain
I’m Gucci Mane, I feel like Sosa, Moet mamosa
I got ’em smoking like a motor to meet the quota
This parking spot reserved for kingpins, it’s reserved
I look like I just robbed a kingpin for 100 birds
Man come and holler at your boy, I got that boy
They know Guwop about his bills, LeSean McCoy

I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

Junkies at the front door, I got junkies at the back door
Got them niggas wrapping dummies
I got niggas pulling kick doors
I got hoes in Frisco, I got hoes live in the NO
You want you a ho and you know we call that a demo
Came from out the section, stash a million in the Pinto
’69 Camaro, boy you remixing send a kilo
Look inside this barrel if you look into the peep hole
I just popped a tab and I keep that Dan Marino
I got European niggas pulling heists, (?)
I go Donald Trump when I’m looking for the c-note
You get hit with pump if you fighting over the kilo
Looking at my wrist, man this shit should be illegal
Like heroin, like heroin, like heroin

I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

My watch and my chains is litted
My rings and ears sidity
Yeah, my watch and bag on Nicki
20 chains on me now
90 bricks on me now
We might pass you in a drought
He bout to bring they ass out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Gucci Mane & Future – Selling Heroin

[Intro]
Guwop, Wizzop
1017, yeah, yeah

[Bridge: Future]
My watch and my chains is litted
My rings and ears sadity
Yeah, my watch and bag on Nicki
20 chains on me now
90 bricks on me now
We might pass you in a drought
He bout to bring they ass out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
This ain’t a gimmick, it’s an epidemic
I got that shit that’ll bust your heart, make you get to itching
I got that shit that make a junkie walk from Mississippi
I got these bitches selling blood to get a fix in
Man she can’t even find a vein to catch a drain
My niggas might hijack a plane to get the cain
I’m Gucci Mane, I feel like Sosa, Moet mamosa
I got ’em smoking like a motor to meet the quota
This parking spot reserved for kingpins, it’s reserved
I look like I just robbed a kingpin for 100 birds
Man come and holler at your boy, I got that boy
They know Guwop about his bills, LeSean McCoy

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

[Verse 2: Future]
Junkies at the front door, I got junkies at the back door
Got them niggas wrapping dummies
I got niggas pulling kick doors
I got hoes in Frisco, I got hoes live in the NO
You want you a ho and you know we call that a demo
Came from out the section, stash a million in the Pinto
’69 Camaro, boy you remixing send a kilo
Look inside this barrel if you look into the peep hole
I just popped a tab and I keep that Dan Marino
I got European niggas pulling heists, (?)
I go Donald Trump when I’m looking for the c-note
You get hit with pump if you fighting over the kilo
Looking at my wrist, man this shit should be illegal
Like heroin, like heroin, like heroin

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

[Bridge: Future]
My watch and my chains is litted
My rings and ears sidity
Yeah, my watch and bag on Nicki
20 chains on me now
90 bricks on me now
We might pass you in a drought
He bout to bring they ass out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Gucci Mane – Selling Heroin lyrics

Guwop, Wizzop
1017, yeah, yeah

My watch and my chains is litted
My rings and ears sidity
Yeah, my watch and bag on Nicki
20 chains on me now
90 bricks on me now
We might pass you in a drought
He bout to bring they ass out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

This ain’t a gimmick, it’s an epidemic
I got that shit that’ll bust your heart, make you get to itching
I got that shit that make a junkie walk from Mississippi
I got these bitches selling blood to get a fix in
Man she can’t even find a vein to catch a drain
My niggas might hijack a plane to get the cain
I’m Gucci Mane, I feel like Sosa, Moet mamosa
I got ’em smoking like a motor to meet the quota
This parking spot reserved for kingpins, it’s reserved
I look like I just robbed a kingpin for 100 birds
Man come and holler at your boy, I got that boy
They know Guwop about his bills, LeSean McCoy

I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

Junkies at the front door, I got junkies at the back door
Got them niggas wrapping dummies
I got niggas pulling kick doors
I got hoes in Frisco, I got hoes live in the NO
You want you a ho and you know we call that a demo
Came from out the section, stash a million in the Pinto
’69 Camaro, boy you remixing send a kilo
Look inside this barrel if you look into the peep hole
I just popped a tab and I keep that Dan Marino
I got European niggas pulling heists, (?)
I go Donald Trump when I’m looking for the c-note
You get hit with pump if you fighting over the kilo
Looking at my wrist, man this shit should be illegal
Like heroin, like heroin, like heroin

I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

My watch and my chains is litted
My rings and ears sidity
Yeah, my watch and bag on Nicki
20 chains on me now
90 bricks on me now
We might pass you in a drought
He bout to bring they ass out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Pink Guy – I LOVE DONALD TRUMP Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I hate Blacks, I hate Spics
I hate Jews, I hate Chinks
I hate Arabs, I hate Mongoloids
And I hate Lesbians

[Chorus 1]
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump, I’m voting for Donald Trump
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump, I’m voting for, voting for Donald Trump

[Verse 1]
You’re looking kinda sexy, Donny (skrrr)
You make me kinda hard, Donny (skrrr, skrrr)
Donald is the best, I wanna suck his dick
I love his red face and I love his juicy tits
Wanna cuddle up on the couch with you, Donald Trump
Maybe watch a couple movies (or some Hulu)
I wanna text you every day and night, Mr. Donald Trump
Maybe send a couple nudies (hey, whatchu doing?)

[Bridge]
I wanna lick you down head to toe
But I promise I won’t touch the hole (unless you want me)
I saw you for the first time on the TV
I thought maybe me and you could get kinda freaky

[Verse 2]
Hit that g-spot, stick your pinkie up my asshole
And if you like it maybe you can try it too (skrrr)
If one finger ain’t enough we can go for two
Maybe use a gerbil or a gopher too
Donny, drill my ass with a strap-on
Make me cum without using my hands on

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I love you Donny, you make me cry
Cum in my mouth, cum in my eyes
Cum in my ass, cum on the tip
Cum on my back, cum on my tits

[Chorus 2]
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump, I love you Donny
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump

[Verse 3]
Let me see that ass, Donny (bla bla bla)
I just wanna feel your pulse
With my pinkie in your asshole
You can be my pinkie ring from the dollar store

[Outro]
Donald, I know you want me. I know we’re perfect for each other. I know you’re alone and you need somebody who understands you and I understand you, Donny
You also need someone who knows how to hit that g-spot. That wife ain’t doing shit

Moby – Little Failure lyrics

See, Donald Trump is supposedly a great business man, but what a lot of people don’t know is that he inherited six hundred million dollars from his father. And also, that at least half of his businesses have ended in bankruptcy so, Donald Trump is not a great business man, he’s just a little failure

It’s also worth remembering that Donald Trump has called Mexicans rapists, has called women pigs, so simply he’s a racist and he’s a misogynist and even more simply, Donald Trump is just a little failure
It’s also surprising that anyone in the military would vote for trump. Donald Trump has insulted veterans, the families of veterans, generals, and has also insulted decorated war heroes Donald Trump is not a strong leader, he’s just a little failure

So to recap, Donald Trump is a racist, Donald Trump is a misogynist, Donald Trump has insulted soldiers, families of fallen soldiers, Donald Trump inherited six hundred million dollars from his father, and most of Donald Trump’s businesses have failed Donald Trump is simple a little failure

Will.I.Am – Grab’m By The Pu$$y (feat. Apl.De.Ap & Liane V) letras

[will.i.am]
I’m a star, cuz I made it
I’m rich and I’m famous
Donald Trump said grab ’em by the (meow)
Donald Trump said grab ’em by the (meow)

Yeah baby…
I’m a star and I’m famous
Donald Trump said grab em by the (meow)
Donald Trump said grab em by the pussy

[Liane V]
No…
You got it all wrong
I’m a woman
And I’m strong

And don’t you forget it
Cuz I am intelligent
I’m somebodies daughter
I’m somebodies boss
I could be the next president
So give me the respect now

Gimmie gimme gimmie respect
Gimmie respect now
Gimmie the respect now

Listen
Gimmie gimme gimmie respect
Gimmie respect now
Gimmie the respect now

[Apl.de.ap]
Whatcha gonna do about the war in Afghanistan
Whatcha gonna do when they kill another black man
Tell me how you’re gonna make America great again
Whatcha gonna do when they only wanna hate again

[will.i.am]
When Im president I won’t be like be Obama
If anyone talks shit about me, ill bomb em
I’m grabbin that pussy like theres no tomorrow
And if we have problems with Russia I’ll bomb em

[Apl.de.ap]
Whatcha gonna do about Al Queda and Isis
Whatcha gonna do about the Syrian crisis
Whatcha gonna do when you step in the door
Will the rich stay richer and the poor stay poor

[will.i.am]
No

Ah shut up girl
It ain’t about you girl
It’s all about me girl
Don’t you see my name on the building, girl
And when I’m president, Imma own the world
I’m a star

I’m a star, cuz i made it
I’m rich and I’m famous
Donald Trump said grab em by the (meow)
Donald Trump said grab em by the (meow)

Yeah baby
I’m a star and I’m famous
Donald Trump said grab em by the (meow)
Donald Trump said grab em by the Pussy

[Liane V]
No…
You got it all wrong
I’m a woman
And I’m strong

And don’t you forget it
Cuz I am intelligent
I’m somebodies daughter
I’m somebodies boss
I could be the next president
So give me the respect now

Gimmie gimme gimmie respect
Gimmie respect now
Gimmie the respect now

Yeah
Yeah

Gimmie gimme Gimmie respect
Gimmie respect now
Gimmie the respect now

[will.i.am]
Respect you?
Nah
Y’all gonna learn how to respect me
Got the KKK support’n me
And the black community
Yeah… dance brother

So you can give me respect
Gimmie respect
Gimmie respect now
Trump that pussy
Can’t
So you can give me respect
Give me the respect now
Give me the respect now

Yeah
Trump that bitch

Emilio Rojas – I Hate Donald Trump letras

[Intro: Donald Trump]
It has not been easy for me
And you know, I started off in Brooklyn
My father gave me a small loan of a million dollars

[Verse]
Yeah, Donald’s daddy was a Klansmen
He was spreadin’ hate back then
Got arrested in ’27 for hate speech against black men
Now his son is on the same shit
I guess that he raisin’ him wrong
I guess that the apple does not fall that far from the tree
That they hang the minorities on
Corporate pawn, reality star
Buildin’ his wealth on the backs of the poor
Usin’ illegals to work in his buildings
And then when they finished, he wanna deport
Hold up (hold up), man, fuck that mothafucka
Man, he gon’ have to pay, he the first one
Reppin’ for the klan on live tv in a bad toupee
I ain’t watch the debates ’cause that shit was like a circus act
And the worst part about the whole thing is America gon’ vote for that

[Hook]
I hate Donald Trump, he’s a racist piece of shit
I hate Donald Trump, he can suck my dick
I hate Donald Trump, he’s such a fuckin’ prick
I hate Donald Trump, I hate Donald Trump
I hate Donald Trump, he’s a racist piece of shit
I hate Donald Trump, he can suck my dick
I hate Donald Trump, he’s such a fuckin’ prick
I hate Donald Trump, I hate Donald Trump

[Bridge: Donald Trump]
(I will build a better wall and I will build it for 250
And Mexico will pay for it)
(Donald J. Trump is calling for a total shutdown
Of Muslims entering the United States)

[Verse Two: Emilio Rojas]
He wanna build a wall at the border
And ban the Muslims, ban the Muslims
But CEOs’ll steal millions and still pass customs
And we can’t touch ’em, how we gon’ save our economy
When his businesses done went bankrupt?
And how he gon’ tell us about family
When his ex wife said he can’t be trusted?
I hate Donald Trump (I hate Donald Trump)
He’s a sexist and a racist, if it was up to him
His campaign bus’ll have shackles in it like a slave ship
Stole this land from the natives
How the fuck you gon’ ban immigration?
How the fuck you gon’ run your campaign on the platform of pure hatred?
How the fuck you gon’ talk to the nation like they ain’t shit?
They votin’ for you and the worst part about the whole thing is these fuckin’ hicks will still go and support you

[Hook]
I hate Donald Trump, he’s a racist piece of shit
I hate Donald Trump, he can suck my dick
I hate Donald Trump, he’s such a fuckin’ prick
I hate Donald Trump, I hate Donald Trump
I hate Donald Trump, he’s a racist piece of shit
I hate Donald Trump, he can suck my dick
I hate Donald Trump, he’s such a fuckin’ prick
I hate Donald Trump, I hate Donald Trump

[Outro: Donald Trump]
When Mexico sends its people, they’re not sending their best. They’re not sending you. They’re not sending you. They’re sending people that have lots of problems and they’re bringing those problems with us. They’re bringing drugs, they’re bringing crime, they’re rapists…