Taylor Swift – Delicate

[Intro]
This ain’t for the best
My reputation’s never been worse, so
You must like me for me…
We can’t make
Any promises now, can we, babe?
But you can make me a drink

[Verse 1]
Dive bar on the East Side, where you at?
Phone lights up my nightstand in the black
Come here, you can meet me in the back
Dark jeans and your Nikes, look at you
Oh damn, never seen that color blue
Just think of the fun things we could do
‘Cause I like you

[Pre-Chorus]
This ain’t for the best
My reputation’s never been worse, so
You must like me for me…
Yeah, I want you
We can’t make
Any promises now, can we, babe?
But you can make me a drink

[Chorus]
Is it cool that I said all that?
Is it chill that you’re in my head?
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate)
Is it cool that I said all that?
Is it too soon to do this yet?
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate
Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it?
Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it?
Isn’t it delicate?

[Verse 2]
Third floor on the West Side, me and you
Handsome, you’re a mansion with a view
Do the girls back home touch you like I do?
Long night, with your hands up in my hair
Echoes of your footsteps on the stairs
Stay here, honey, I don’t wanna share
‘Cause I like you

[Pre-Chorus]
This ain’t for the best
My reputation’s never been worse, so
You must like me for me…
Yeah, I want you
We can’t make
Any promises now, can we, babe?
But you can make me a drink

[Chorus]
Is it cool that I said all that?
Is it chill that you’re in my head?
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate)
Is it cool that I said all that?
Is it too soon to do this yet?
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate
Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it?
Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it?
Isn’t it delicate?

[Bridge]
Sometimes I wonder when you sleep
Are you ever dreaming of me?
Sometimes when I look into your eyes
I pretend you’re mine, all the damn time
‘Cause I like you

[Chorus]
Is it cool that I said all that?
Is it chill that you’re in my head?
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate)
(Yeah, I want you)
Is it cool that I said all that?
Is it too soon to do this yet?
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate (delicate)
‘Cause I like you
Is it cool that I said all that?
Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it?
Is it chill that you’re in my head?
Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it?
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate
Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it?
(Yeah, I want you)
Is it cool that I said all that?
Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it?
Is it too soon to do this yet?
Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it?
‘Cause I know that it’s delicate
Isn’t it delicate?

Murs – G Is For Gentrify (Captain California Album)

Another beautiful day in mid-city LA
They rolled up, we popped him as he walked away
Pro game, man down, now all the neighbors standing round with they cameras out
Red team verse blue team
Been over thirty years it ain’t a new thing
Another gun shot, another nigga died
Don’t you know we got a lot bigger fish to fry?
Up north they just lynch Willie Sims
How come y’all niggas ain’t trying to get them?
Unless somebody come to try and take your rims
You gon’ call the homies and pull out the MAC-10s
I don’t understand y’all dudes
White people see it on the news and they confused
While you choose to make war in this bitch, they invest, buy land and get rich
They moved out, but we moved in
Like fuck y’all niggas, no new friends
When they move back, we gotta move out
Now it’s seven figures for a new house
Walk they dogs with nose in the sky
Tensions build the temperature rise
We ask why the rent is so high
G-E-N-T-R-I-F-Y
Ay, ay, could you put that camera down?
Y- what you mean it’s a free country?
That’s an expensive phone, right?
Yeah, it would suck if it got broke
Snapchat filters on the homicide
It’s entertainment to them when one of us die
Wanted to hit ’em but I saw the big picture
If I hit ’em then I’m just an "angry nigga"
Covered up his phone with my hand
Try to reason with him like a grown man
He didn’t get it but he left because he feared me
Couple days later he wouldn’t even come near me
At night I saw him way across the street
Walking his dog, when he stopped to take a leak
On the corner with the candles and the flowers
The homie mama she been standing there for hours
Every night she would come down to mourn and cry
She saw the disrespect out the corner of her eye
That’s when a homie grabbed him by the neck
I would be a snitch if I said what happened next
They moved out, but we moved in
Like fuck y’all niggas, no new friends
When they move back, we gotta move out
Now it’s seven figures for a new house
Walk they dogs with nose in the sky
Tensions build the temperature rise
We ask why the rent is so high
G-E-N-T-R-I-F-Y
Gentrify y’all, till we die y’all
From the West Side to best all y’all
It’s gentrify y’all, till we die y’all
From the West Side to best all y’all
It’s gentrify y’all, till we die y’all
From the West Side to best all y’all
It’s gentrify y’all, till we, till we, till we

Masta Killa – Therapy (feat. Redman & Method Man)

[Verse 1: Masta Killa]
Yo, I gotta be around this music, it’s therapeutic
The first fresh thoughts of the day is so clear
When I walk, in my head, there’s a voice that talks
In my ear I can hear so clear, you think I’m buggin’ right?
I’m just contemplating the silent [?]
Out to the West Side my killer Cali gangstas
Ride and get the head right
Yo son, I’m on the next flight in
Twist some [?] I’m guaranteed the right of his psalm before we reach
Throw the instrumental on it, watch [?] pattern of speech
Man-formed military arm ready to swarm, get your party on
Drinks on the house tonight, ladies lookin’ right
Atmosphere nice and warm, we backstage like a hundred thieves strong
Ghost want the red light on before we get on
An hour’s too short to rock, we got a million songs

[Verse 2: Method Man]
Yo I gotta be around this music, it’s therapeutic
Like my first blunt of the day to start the movement
I’m sittin’ in the room with a view, there’s always room for improvement
So I grab my coat and go and prove it
Just me against the world, you can find me in the streets
She’ll spot me in the lobby, probably find me in the free
Cop a ‘Rari, the [?] in the lining of my seats
Tryna put me in a lineup til’ I wind up in the beast
That’s the belly, how dare they tryna tell me when to eat
With a plate of food barely in my reach
My team shoot dice, we used to shoot skelly in the streets
Wear the same Pelle-Pelle’s for a week
But now we livin’ life
A such a good life I wish that I could live it twice
I’d probably make the same wiz my wife
It’s Wu-Tang Clan, always collect cheddar
Proper education, always correct errors

[Verse 3: Redman]
Yo, bananas, Redman so gorilla
Chi-town know I’m pimping the mic, nigga
One hit, and chicks follow me like Twitter
Crack when I talk, I like the mic steam up
The fiends hit it, chicks swing with it
I’ll box niggas in like Don King did it
Sixteens I write, it’s seems so vivid
My notebooks I let the eBay did it
I get dough, bad pair for the sick flow
My weed more greener than Lou Ferrigno
My right-hand man hand on the pistol
I crack these squares up like Nabisco
Oh, look at me, I’m lightweight
But with the heart to peel back your white meat
Yo wifey want me to make her wifey
Hit it, make the bitch hyphy at high speed, Doc

Gacharic Spin – Don’t Let Me Down

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ドン引きするほどサンシャイン
今なら誰かに
会いに行ける

East Side, West Side
いつだって自由自在
だけど一切合切
降りかかるよ

誰だって辛い
日々を生きて
Love Don’t Let Me Down
一人じゃない
誰だって Cry
日々を抜けるために 跳べ
Only Love Don’t Let Me Down

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退屈しのぎでオンライン
操るつもりが
操られる

Inside, Outside
どうしたって自分次第
逃げ道は No Side
振り出しだよ

誰だって辛い
日々を生きて
Love Don’t Let Me Down
一人じゃない
誰だって Cry
日々を抜けるために 跳べ
Only Love Don’t Let Me Down

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I Won’t Let You Down
約束だよ
I Won’t Let You Down…..

I Won’t Let You Down
君といれば
I Won’t Let You Down
孤独じゃない
I Won’t Let You Down
強いココロ胸に 抱け
Only Love Don’t Let You Down

誰だって辛い
日々を生きて
Love Don’t Let Me Down
一人じゃない
誰だって Cry
日々を抜けるために 跳べ
Only Love Don’t Let Me Down

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K. Forest – Salvation

[Verse 1]
Deliver me from this sin
Deliver me from this gin
Find me outside by the crossroads
I lost all of me, yeah they don’t know
Wait for that call though
Meantime I ball up
Help me release at least
Help me just on my feet
You help me stay concrete
You help me feel complete
You’re my lucky charm
You protect me from harm
When they point that firearm
Shots fired, shots fired
Ducking like I’m Neo
When I wake I say my prayer, why?
I could go any day, any second, any minute
But I got the power to go

[Hook]
The whole night, the whole night
I go the whole night, the whole night
I go the whole night, the whole night
I go the whole
I gotta go hard
I gotta get yours
Save me from damnation
Save me my salvation

[ Verse 2]
Do you know me, on the first name basis?
They make it complicated, when they so basic
When I was occupied, you were vacant
Any disrespect, I won’t take it
I got families like [?]
You know the West Side where people get famous
Lord I couldn’t be gracious cause
They never gave me my space to move away from these haters
All the hate is contagious

[Hook]
The whole night, the whole night
I go the whole night, the whole night
I go the whole night, the whole night
I gotta go hard
I gotta get yours
Save me from damnation
Save me my salvation

Future And The Weekend – Low Life lyrics

[Refrain]
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high

[Intro: Future]
I just took some molly, what else? (Hey)
Got some bitch from Follies with us (‘scuse me, ‘scuse me)
She gonna fuck the squad, what else?
I’mma fuck her broads, what else?
Bitch from Pakistan, what up?
Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?
‘Bout to fuck this club up, what else?
(Get, get, get)

[Verse 1: The weekend]
I turn the Ritz into a pole house
It’s like eviction number four now
Go ‘head and ash it on the floor now
Girl go ahead and show me how you go down
And I feel my whole body peaking
And I’m fucking anybody with they legs wide
Getting faded with some bitches from the West Side
East coast, nigga rapping North Side
Never waste a hoe’s time (Freebands)
Bitch, I’m on my own time
Fuck a nigga co-sign
Always change my number and my phone line
Baby girl, I don’t lie
Used to have no money for a crib
Now my room service bill cost your whole life
If they try to stunt me, I go all out military
I’m camo’ed all out, like I’m in the military
I free up all my niggas, locked up in the penitentiary

[Hook: The weekend & Future]
Cause I’m always repping for that low life
Repping for that low life turn up
Low life, low life, low life
Know I’m repping for that low, low life
Representing, I’m representing, representing
Said I’m repping for that low life
Low life, low life, low life, low life
I’m representing for that low life
Said I’m repping for that low life
I’m repping, that’s repping, I’m repping
Low life, low life, low life
Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Yeah

[Verse 2: Future]
Wake up, take a sip of Ace of Spade like it’s water
I been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter
If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry
If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry
Porsches in the valet, I got Bentleys, I got ‘Raris
Taking pain pills on the plane, getting chartered
Popping tags on tags, I was starvingBitch, I got the juice and the carbon
Turn a five star hotel to a traphouse
Roaches everywhere, like we forgot to take the trash out
Flood my cross with ice, getting money my religion
Got my baby momma and my side bitch kissing
I turn the Ritz into a lean house
This the sixth time getting kicked out
I can’t feel my face, I’m on Adderall, nauseous
Niggas tryna ride my fuckin’ wave, now they salty
Running with the wave, get you killed quick
Shoot you in your back like you Ricky
Lil Mexico, from no life to afterlife
My whole life, my whole life

[Hook: The weekend & Future]
Cause I’m always repping for that low life
Repping for that low life
Low life, low life, low life
Know I’m repping for that low, low life
Representing, I’m representing, representing
Said I’m repping for that low life
Low life, low life, low life, low life
I’m representing that low life
Said I’m repping for that low life
Low life, I’m repping for that lowlife
Low life, low life, low life
Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, woo
Yeah
[Bridge: Future]
Yeah, they stereotyping
Cause they know a nigga keep ten rifles
And they know a nigga keep ten snipers
Keep a baby bottle like we wearing diapers
Yeah, they stereotyping
Cause they know a nigga keep twenty rifles
And they know a nigga keep twenty snipers
And they know a nigga keep ten wifeys
Sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper
Wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey
That’s your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
I think I like her, like her, like her, like her
That’s your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
I think I like her, like her, like her, like her
Oh, that’s your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
I think I like her, like her, like her, like her

[Refrain]
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
And I’m the reason why
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
And I’m the reason why

[Outro: Future]
I just took some molly, what else?
Got some bitch from Follies with us
She gonna fuck the squad, what else?
Ima fuck her broads, what else?
Bitch from Pakistan, what up?
Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?
‘Bout to fuck this club, what else?
‘Bout to fuck this club, what else?