Mavado Diss Popcaan & Shout-out Vybz Kartel At Sumfest

Without discounting the performance from other artists, Mavado had arguably the best performance at Reggae Sumfest 2017.

Some of the highlights from the Gully Gad’s set was when he dissed Popcaan and also gave his longtime dancehall nemesis Vybz Kartel a shout-out. Mavado’s energetic set was laced with several of his hits from the beginning of his career in the mid-2000s to his more current ones like his Popcaan diss record “Beat and Teach” and “Dem Run Eeen.” “Diss them the real way and them can’t defend it,” Vado said.

Mavado also performed with Alkaline during the Vendetta boss set. A number of other big names also put on a good show in front a strong turnout. Dexta Daps, Spice, Alkaline, Aidonia, Bounty Killer, Tommy Lee Sparta all put on a good show way into the early morning on Saturday. Despite some previous issues with Masicka’s performance time, the Genahsyde deejay still took the stage and put on a show for his fans.

Alkaline Diss Tommy Lee Sparta Returns To Sumfest With A Bang

Alkaline and Tommy Lee Sparta returns to Reggae Sumfest with a big bang. The two dancehall rivals put on a show for their fans in Montego Bay on Friday night.

The new owners of Reggae Sumfest, Downsound Entertainment, pulled off another hugely successful staging of one of the most popular reggae music festivals in the world after taking it over last year. Both Dancehall Night and International Reggae Night saw a massive turnout of fans and local artists were in fine form.

Alkaline made a grand entrance on stage approximately 6 AM Saturday and perhaps the high point of his performance was when he dissed Tommy Lee Sparta in his backyard at the Catherine Hall Entertainment Complex. “Hey bwoy Nyammy Lee,” Alkaline said on stage as the crowd went wild. The Vendetta boss kicked off his performance with “Formula” a song that French Montana remake for his new album Jungle Rules. Alkaline even performed his Tommy Lee diss record “Red Eyes.”

A few weeks before Sumfest, Tommy Lee Sparta made a statement warning Alkaline not to try anything in his home town Montego Bay. He even made reference to the “Champion Boy” deejay using his eyes on the cover art of his diss single “Red Eyes.” But Alka ignored the threats and did exactly what Tommy Lee Sparta told him not to.

Girlschool – Secret Lyrics

GIRLSCHOOL
Secret Lyrics

I know a secret, a secret about you
I’ll try to keep it, this secret about you
I know a secret, a secret about you
I’ll try to keep it, this secret about you

But bear in mind I’m the gossiping kind
I think you’ll find if I’m wined and dined
My tongue is tied and my eyes are blind
My tongue is tied if I’m wined and dined

I know what you’re thinking, thinking about things
I know what you’re thinking, thinking about me
I know what you’re thinking, thinking about things
I know what you’re thinking, thinking about me

But I’ll try to find a little peace of mind
If you care to confide I could be on your side
Look me in the eye and swear it’s the last time
While I chalk one up for womankind

I know a secret, a secret about you
I’ll try to keep it, this secret about you
I know a secret, a secret about you
I’ll try to keep it, this secret about you

Jill Johnson – The Whiskey’s Working Lyrics

JILL JOHNSON
The Whiskey’s Working Lyrics

Music & Lyrics: Jill Johnson/Liz Rose/Lisa Carver
Album: A Woman Can Change Her Mind

I can’t remember your number
I couldn’t spell your name
If I had a gun to my head right now
I couldn’t picture your face
The whiskey’s working

If I could drive to your front door
I couldn’t find the key
The one you hid from everyone
in the world but me

I think the whiskey’s working
I think it’s found its mark
the last piece of me that could feel a thing
just gave up in the dark
drink past the hurting
I guess the whiskey’s working

My hands ain’t shaking
and my eyes are closed
and I’m less thirsty for you
with every sip of this liquid gold
I guess the whiskey’s working

I’m gonna drink till the morning
I’ll just let it pour
think I’ll love you little less
If I drink a little more
If I drink a little more

I think the whiskey’s working
I think it’s found its mark
If I’m lucky I’ll forget you baby
before I drown my heart
get past the hurting and pray it’s working
guess the whiskey’s working
I’m not certain anymore
I think the whiskey’s working

Pick your poison – Lil Durk lyrics

Lyrics Lil Durk – Pick your poison

I been running with that street vibe
I fell back off that love s**t
You tryna play me for a goofy, that’s that bullshit
I be with robbers like to mug s**t
I’d rather be around some niggas I can thug with
Same niggas say they ain’t switch up on me
And this Rollie face a bigger bonus
Hang with the killers homie
Money hungry, getting busy
And the stick up homies
So pick your poison.

It be so phony
I got locked up, they couldn’t send me a lawyer
My mama had told me versuri-lyrics.info
These niggas ain’t real, niggas be actin’ like homies
Screaming they gang, ain’t put in work, that s**t be annoying
Police scorcher, gotta watch out when you servin’ that corner
What you know about late night in that trap, you ain’t make no dime, yeah
Or telling your kids you gotta million, still ain’t make no time yet
Or in jail for a body and the judge keep telling you you get no time back
Or when you live in the trenches with the fame, and you live where the crime at
Gangsters was our idols, we don’t believe in titles
True to my religion, we don’t believe in bibles
See one of my rivals, we don’t drive right by you
Glock got a beam, clip stick out like Eiffel.

I been running with that street vibe
I fell back off that love s**t
You tryna play me for a goofy, that’s that bullshit
I be with robbers like to mug s**t
I’d rather be around some niggas I can thug with
Same niggas say they ain’t switch up on me
And this Rollie face a bigger bonus
Hang with the killers homie
Money hungry, getting busy
And the stick up homies
So pick your poison.

Hell yeah I hold a grudge
These niggas ain’t show no love
These niggas was nowhere to be found, I had low income
How the hell I’ma pay my bills? I had no income
I was always taught to fight, lil boy don’t ever run
My daddy got life in prison, my moms said here he come
And I was posted on that porch and he ain’t never come
Yeah that trap going crazy inside them projects homie
Got out early from the feds, lil boy don’t call my phone
I put my life on the line for niggas who in line
I used to chew on them xannies to get me through the times
I used to believe all them rumors, it took over my mind
And if I put my name on it then that s**t is mine.

I been running with that street vibe
I fell back off that love s**t
You tryna play me for a goofy, that’s that bullshit
I be with robbers like to mug s**t
I’d rather be around some niggas I can thug with
Same niggas say they ain’t switch up on me
And this Rollie face a bigger bonus
Hang with the killers homie
Money hungry, getting busy
And the stick up homies
So pick your poisonnn.
Lil Durk lyrics
Video poison

You – Sidi lyrics

Lyrics Sidi – You

And I
I push myself away from whats uncomfortable, okay
I didn’t really get why this happened here this way
You know I’m not one to bite my tongue in a heavy conversation
I don’t like these conversations.(you)

I didn’t mean to pull you under. (x3)

I don’t want to wait for you
But youuu make me want to say
I’ve never been so god damn confused
But I like it in a fucked up way
And I think we’ll find resolve some day
So just tell me what I have to say
And we both know I’m no good for youuu
And we both know I’m no good for youuu
And we both know I’m no good for youuu
Baby we both know I’m no
Said we both know I’m no.

I’ll drop youuu like a glass
You always have a way to undermine my confidence
We’re in the back versuri-lyrics.info
We’re making heat to cover up the loneliness
And where youuu at?
Are youuu scared that someone else might have what youuu lack?
Under attack
I never thought I’d see the day that we would crash.

I didn’t mean to pull you under. (x3)

I don’t want to wait for youuu
But youuu make me want to say
I’ve never been so god damn confused
But I like it in a fucked up way
And I think we’ll find resolve some day
So just tell me what I have to say
And we both know I’m no good for youuu
And we both know I’m no good for youuu
And we both know I’m no good for youuu
Baby we both know I’m no
Said we both know I’m nooo.

Sidi lyrics
Video Sidi

Asido – Purity Ring lyrics

Lyrics Purity Ring – Asido

From a black widow’s reckoning
Your fortuitous spine
Opened up like a marionette
Danced a whimsical pride
Lend a hand to the silver blade
Stir your gut ’til it pours
Fill our cups with profanity
‘Til the earth is stained orange.(asido)

How my tongue dried into the dust
How my skin willed a lie
Drill a hole in the field
Just the size of my thighs.

Feel as lonely as I do. (x4)

Dried up seeds neath our parting seas
Floating pears on the tide
Versuri-lyrics.info
Slow motion to drown me
Roaming streams from our eyes.

How my tongue dried into the dust
How my skin willed a lie
Drill a hole in the field
Just the size of my thighs.

Feel as lonely as I do. (x4)

Hold the pain in a soft crux
With our palms facing up
Push it thoroughly through and through
This is ours to drink up
Oh, the madness in weakness
Doubled o’er on the plate
Fill an ocean with weaponry
Hurricanes of our grace.

Feel as lonely as I do, as I dooo. (x4)
Purity Ring lyrics
Video Purity Ring

Diddy Says JAY-Z “4:44” Album Is Equivalent To The Bible

Diddy shared his reaction to JAY-Z‘s new album 4:44 and a lot of us shared his reasoning on the landmark project.

The rap mogul shared a video on his Instagram page today of himself in the studio while giving Hov some major props as an artist and for releasing an album that resonate deeply with young black men in America. “This JAY-Z album is JAY-Z’s best album,” Diddy said. “As an artist, you have a responsibility to grow. JAY-Z has inspired me, I inspire people, we all inspire each other. This album is not just an album. 4:44 is necessary.”

Diddy also called on fans to support each other and support our own brands and called 4:44 the best album of the year. “It’s not just an album,” he added. “It’s a change of thinking. It’s a change in the way we think. We gotta support our own brand. We gotta support each other… This n**** JAY-Z is great and that 4:44 album is great. If you don’t listen to it, you’re doing yourself a disservice… JAY-Z’s 4:44 album [is] to me, his best album and the album of the year.”

Diddy pretty much told black men to get a copy of JAY-Z’s album and treat it like a bible. “Everybody ain’t mother**** great and this n**** JAY-Z is great, and that 4:44 album is mother**** great,” Diddy continues. “Especially to the black men you need that like you need the bible and the Quran.”

Talking about my brothers album LIVE on @OVORADIO #BadBoyOVO On @applemusic right now!!!! JAYZ!!!!

A post shared by Diddy (@diddy) on Jul 22, 2017 at 4:22pm PDT

We push each other… We inspire each other… #BlackExcellence

A post shared by Diddy (@diddy) on May 10, 2017 at 9:44am PDT

Alkaline Former Friend Kasanova Missing After Cryptic Message On Instagram

Alkaline former friend and upcoming dancehall deejay Kasanova has been reported missing for roughly a week now.

The last time anyone heard from the “Now You Know” deejay was last week and around that same time he posted a cryptic message on his Instagram page. The message raised a few eyebrows leaving some of his fans to think that he is suicidal. “Kasanova – It will all end soon. Rather die a free man than live in bondage,” he wrote on a photo that reads, “There comes a time when you have to lose your life to live your life and lose all in order to win the one thing that matters most FREEDOM.”

Some folks are saying that it’s a publicity stunt on the part of Kasanova, real name Ariel McIntosh. Nevertheless, we all hope that he is safe wherever he is and will get help if he is battling depression.

Kasanova’s family and friends have posted messages on social media pleading with anyone with information on his whereabouts to come forward. Watch below a recent interview Kasanova did on OnStage with Winford Williams. His interview starts around the 7-minute mark.

Teens – Eloise Lyrics

TEENS
Eloise Lyrics

Ev’ry night I’m there

I’m always there
she knows I’m there.
And heaven knows
I hope she goes.
I find it hard to realize that love was in her eyes

It’s dying now – she knows I’m crying now.
And ev’ry night I’m there
I break my heart to please
Eloise
Eloise.
You know I’m on my knees – yeah !
I said please.
You’re all I want so hear my prayer.

My Eloise is like the stars that please the night

The sun that makes the day; that lights the way.
And when that star goes by
I’ll hold it in my hands and cry

Her love is mine
my sun will shine
And ev’ry night I’m there. I break my heart to please
Eloise
Eloise.
You know I’m on my knees – yeah!
I said please.
You’re all I want
to hear my prayer:

My Eloise – I’d love to please her

I’d love to care but she’s not there.
And when I find you
I’d be so kind

You’d want to stay
I know you’d stay.

And as the days grow old
the nights grow cold.
Iwanna hold her near to me
I know she’s dear to me.
And only time can tell and take away this lonely hell.
I’m on my knees to Eloise.
And ev’ry night I’m there I break my heart to please
Eloise
Eloise.
You know I’m on my knees – yeah !
I said please.
You’re all I want so hear my p rayer.
You know I’m on my knees
I said please.
You’re all I want so hear my prayer.

Rainmakers – No Romance Lyrics

RAINMAKERS
No Romance Lyrics

If you’re looking for some answers
Well you’ve come to the wrong place
You might find lines, but no valentines
Written all over my face
I bear no grudge, I wear no frown
I just come with calloused hands
And I don’t mean to bring you down but
There is no romance.

I’ve spent too much of my life waiting
Hoping, dreaming, wishing, believing,
And way too little of it living
Smashing it up and taking and giving
I wish someone had warned me
While I was still a young man
And saved me lots of time and money
There is no romance.

No romance, no romance, no romance, no romance
No romance, no romance, no romance, no romance

Save your stories for the bartender
And your crying for the theater
And your poems and your diary pages
To kill some time in your old age.

Uh huh huh, uh huh huh, uh huh huh, uh huh huh
Uh huh huh, uh huh huh, uh huh huh, uh huh huh

There may be gods who hear your prayers
And honest men who, men who care
And young lovers who say they will wait forever
Lives that look like movies and books
But the sooner that you learn this
The sooner you free your hands
To get on with things that really matter
There is no romance.

Uh huh huh, uh huh huh, uh huh huh, uh huh huh
Uh huh huh, uh huh huh, uh huh huh, uh huh huh

Michael Heart – We Will Not Go Down (song For Gaza) Lyrics

MICHAEL HEART
We Will Not Go Down (song For Gaza) Lyrics

A blinding flash of white light
Lit up the sky over Gaza tonight
People running for cover
Not knowing whether they’re dead or alive

They came with their tanks and their planes
With ravaging fiery flames
And nothing remains
Just a voice rising up in the smoky haze

Chorus: We will not go down
In the night, without a fight
You can burn up our mosques and our homes and our schools
But our spirit will never die
We will not go down
In Gaza tonight

Women and children alike
Murdered and massacred night after night
While the so-called leaders of countries afar
Debated on who’s wrong or right

But their powerless words were in vain
And the bombs fell down like acid rain
But through the tears and the blood and the pain
You can still hear that voice through the smoky haze

Chorus

Danzel – Undercover Lyrics

DANZEL
Undercover Lyrics

Girl
I’’ve been dying
To see your body in the real
It’’s just to sexy to conceal

I go crazy
I feel your vibe
Every time I look at you
Wanna take you for a ride

Into the shadows
Where no one knows us
We can deal just what we dare
Have a secret love affair

You send a message
That I like
Let me take you undercover
Let me blow your mind tonight

Undercover! Won’’t you come with me
Undercover! Take your love for me to see
Undercover ! That’’s what you should be
Undercover! Undercover with me

Girl
Eyes are on ya
Every gangster on the floor
Wants to get you at the door

But I can take em
And I will
Cause my love has got a license
Got a license to kill

Into the shadows
Where no-one knows us
[***] to my underworld
I will blow your covered girl

You speak a language
I understand
Let me take you undercover
Be your secret lover man

Undercover! Won’’t you come with me
Undercover! Take your love for me to see
Undercover ! That’’s what you should be
Undercover! Undercover with me

Got the keep on moving
Make you feel alright

RAF – Asap Mob feat. Playboi Carti lyrics

Lyrics Asap Mob – RAF

I done came up (yuh)
Bustin’ down a whole bag (bag)
Broke nigga, step back (for what?)
Why don’t you peep a nigga’s swag (yuh)
You don’t even gotta ask (for what?)
What are those? What is that? (for y’all)
Please don’t touch my Raf.
Please don’t touch my Raf.

I’m racked up like rappers
I’m Raf’d up on camera
Get knocked out on camera
Squeeze pump like asthma
It’s rare Raf when I wear Raf
Bare Raf when I wear Raf
Might invest into some Raf shares
Lil niggas still share Raf
Yeah and I’m drippin’ on racks
Rick Owens be the tag
Do the digital dash
Yeah I’m boastin’, never brag
Please don’t touch my Raf
Bought a Kris Van Assche
Alessandro Gucci glasses
J.W. Anderson collab
Yeah she pop it like a mac
Yeah she drop it on the bag
I’ma buy another bag
‘Cause she always bring it back
Yeah you know how to make it last
Plus a nigga keepin’ tabs
I’ma fly first class
Quavo hit ’em with the dab
Please don’t touch my Raf.

Ho, don’t step on my Raf Simons
Ho, don’t step on my Raf Simons
Ho, don’t step on my Raf Simons
Do you know how much I’m spendin’?
My closet it worth ’bout a milli
Took the lil’ b***h out the runway
Now she naked in the kitchen
Raf Simons
All kind of crazy colors
Livin’ color
Left wrist, Rollie butters
Maison Margiela my sweater
Mama told me never settle
Raf Simons, don’t lace ’em
Got your b***h wanna date him.

Huh? What?
Don’t want ’em talkin’ ’bout the paper
I swear to God these niggas be haters (yah)
They be hatin’, I feel all the vapors
Live in cul-de-sac, gon’ get that lawn
Woo, right with my neighbors (yeah)
Diamonds on my neck and Rollie on
Now Atlanta got all different flavors
Hit that b***h right with my lightsaber
Woo, feel like Darth Vader
I’m a boss so you know I might Wraith you
Woo, Raf in my basement (yeah)
Yeah, pass the gas
Versuri-lyrics.info
Bet you know that I’m gon’ face it
Wait, that’s the reason that they mad
‘Cause Lil Uzi, yeah, he made it, yeah
I wore that Raf ‘fore I made it, yeah
I wore that Raf ‘fore I made it, yeah
Got that Raf all in my basement, yeah
F**k your b***h once I got patience, yeah (yeah)
F**k your b***h once ’cause I’m famous, yeah
Put my side b***h in Marc Jacobs, ayy
Makin’ them plays with my label
I get it, I count it, hundred on my table.

Sterling silver lasers (yessir)
Rubies red, my skin too black to blush
This b***h too rare to bust
Seen her in the iPhone pages
This ain’t on the Gram, Wizard of OZ
Parka pockets full of mint leave
Guap is smelling like it brush teeth
Say cheese, see the porcelain
Xans and water, see swordfish
Backwoods all forestry
Raf draggin’ on the.. floor, b***h
Flame thrower in it, in it
I’m torchin’ the road in these Gucci flames
Stuck to the pavement, they glued
I’m two-point-five million a venue
And twenty-five hundred a tooth
I’m coatin’ my lungs in the muddy
I’m cold like I’m sick with the flu
I cover my face and I’m bloody
That Spring/Summer 2002
Two, two, two, two, yeah
Please don’t touch my Raf
Sleep Pendergrass, Teddy
Sleep with the Teddy
Quick with the hands, ready
Please don’t touch my bag
Please don’t touch my Raf
Shirt off, I’m cam ready
Deadstock in memory
Please don’t pop my taggg.

Asap Mob lyrics
Video Asap Mob

Manhattan – Massiv feat. Bgb songtexte

Songtexte Massiv – Manhattan

.., gib mir den Beat, Bruder
Da-da-dam, da-da-dam
Das ist Wedding 65
Berlin, Berlin, Berlin, komm!(Manhattan)

Was ich sah, war zu grandios
Er transformierte sich, nachdem er Fäuste in die Wand schob
Kritiker betiteln ihn als [gottlos?]
Sein allgemeines Wissen ist locker hundert Mann groß
Jeder konzentrierte sich, wenn er die Hand hob
Er stiehlt keinem was, er ist wie ein Phantom
Ich bestätige, er hält nix von Gangcodes
Dieses Game so schmierig, so wie Pesto
Mexikanische Kartelle machen Fitna
Er hält nix von Churchill und hält nix von Hitler
Rapper schmelzen wie Käse auf ‘ner Pizza
Der Prototyp zerschmettert Beats wie in einem Mixer.

Seine Strategie ist Heavy Metal
Ihr wollt ‘n Rapbattle? Er will Bretter brechen, Kinnhaken
Er trägt am Hals locker zehn Kilo Ketten
Sein Nacken ist monströs wie die Skyline Manhattans!

Wer kommt mit dem Turban im Versacedress?
Wer stürmt mit Kamelen deine Party jetzt?
Wer geht ohne Mikrofon auf Tour?
Sag mir, wer trägt eine steinbesetzte Uhr?
Wer, wer kommt mit dem Turban im Versacedress?
Wer stürmt mit Kamelen deine Party jetzt?
Wer geht ohne Mikrofon auf Tour?
Sag mir, wer trägt eine steinbesetzte Uhr? Wer, wer?

Komplizierte Strategien werden praktiziert
Ich bin der, der das Mittelmaß nicht akzeptiert (niemals!)
All die Rapper schieben Welle, doch sie animier’n
Wenn ich komme, wird die ganze City alarmiert
Deutsche Rapper, tzeh, haben null Manier’n
Meine Platte geht auf eins, während ich radier’
Verschlinge Rapper .. mariniert
Ich komm’ mit hunderttausend Fans in deine Stadt marschiert
Ihr plakatiert Propaganda versuri-lyrics.info
Aber ich komm’ auf easy mit ‘nem Panzer (Panzer)
Ich zerbrösel euer Bambus wie ein Panda
Schmetter einen Anker mitten auf dein’n Manta.

Seine Strategie ist Heavy Metal
Ihr wollt ‘n Rapbattle? Er will Bretter brechen, Kinnhaken
Er trägt am Hals locker zehn Kilo Ketten
Sein Nacken ist monströs wie die Skyline Manhattans!

Wer kommt mit dem Turban im Versacedress?
Wer stürmt mit Kamelen deine Party jetzt?
Wer geht ohne Mikrofon auf Tour?
Sag mir, wer trägt eine steinbesetzte Uhr?
Wer, wer kommt mit dem Turban im Versacedress?
Wer stürmt mit Kamelen deine Party jetzt?
Wer geht ohne Mikrofon auf Tour?
Sag mir, wer trägt eine steinbesetzte Uhr? Wer?

Wer kommt mit dem Turban im Versacedress?
Wer stürmt mit Kamelen deine Party jetzt?
Wer geht ohne Mikrofon auf Tour?
Sag mir, wer trägt eine steinbesetzte Uhr?
Wer, wer kommt mit dem Turban im Versacedress?
Wer stürmt mit Kamelen deine Party jetzt?
Wer geht ohne Mikrofon auf Tour?
Sag mir, wer trägt eine steinbesetzte Uhr? Wer, wer?
Wer?
Sag mir, werrr?
Massiv songtexte
Video Massiv

Bubble butt – Seyed songtexte

Songtexte Seyed – Bubble butt

Panoramamodus auf der Handycam
Ich muss das böse Monster bändigen
Bubble, Bubble, Bubble wie beim Kaugummiblow’n
Alarm, Alarm! Der Bubble Butt ist out of control.

Nice! Houston, wir haben ein Problem
Erdbeben-Richterskala meldet zehn-komma-zehn (f*ck!)
Will ich die Hoe mitnehm’n, Homeclips dreh’n, muss ich Drohne nehm’n
Seine gesamte Pracht kann man nur vom Mond aus seh’n
Die Kiste ist large, Nicki Minaj, Kylie Jenner plus Amber Rose
Sensation, Sensation! Dieser Booty ist Endstation
Trenbolon, der Arsch ist auf Massephase
Wackelt grade – zack boom wie Subwoofer-Bassanlagen
Sie geht nur in Jogginghosen raus
Beim Eincremen für Modelposen geht ‘ne Flasche Bodylotion drauf
Will ich mit der sexy B***h und ihrer fetten Kiste mal relaxen im Club geh’n
Dann wird’s echt zu ‘nem Problem, denn ich brauch’ Gästeliste plus zehn.

Face down, a*s up
That’s the way I like to f*ck
Boom boom boom
Sie steigt ein und der Reifen platzt
Face down, a*s up
That’s the way I like to f*ck
Clap clap clap
Sie kommt in deine Stadt und reißt sie ab
What the f*ck, what the f*ck
f*ck, da kommt der Bubble Butt
Bam bam, Riesenass
Der den Club vibrieren lässt
What the f*ck, what the f*ck
f*ck, da kommt der Bubble Butt
*Bam bam*, großes Heck
Hochgestreckt und der Mond ist weg.

Ihr Arsch ist so groß, Mann, ich führ’ mit ihr ‘ne Fernbeziehung
Face down, a*s up widerspricht bei ihr der Erdanziehung
Drück den Kopf ins Kissen als wär’ es ‘ne Mordwaffe
Deine B***h hat flachen A*s und eine Michael-Kors-Tasche (tja)
Arsch so voluminös, keiner kann ihn flachlegen
Stopp! Ich kann sie flachlegen, doch es ist wie Krafttraining (nice)
Heut wird die Schlampe gefickt, joa versuri-lyrics.info
Ich klatsch’ auf den Butt und sie hat rote Backen wie Jigsaw – hit the floor, hit the floor!
Halb Mensch, halb Arsch – Zentauri, S**t, ich brauch’ ‘nen Pferdesattel
Ich mag Dessert sehr saftig wie ein Erdbeermuffin (fresh)
Achsenbruch, schon wieder eine Wagenpanne
Sie braucht ‘ne Laderampe, passt in keine Badewanne.

Sechshundert Hektoliter Hubraum, Hubraum
Macht die B***h ‘ne Arschbombe, läuft der ganze Pool aus
Und überschwemmt das Poolhaus
Der Arsch so fett, da passt die ganze Crew drauf
Sechshundert Hektoliter Hubraum, Hubraum
Macht die B***h ‘ne Arschbombe, läuft der ganze Pool aus
Und überschwemmt das Poolhaus
Jeder will den Arsch, aber das ist meiner – cool down!

Face down, a*s up
That’s the way I like to f*ck
Boom boom boom
Sie steigt ein und der Reifen platzt
Face down, a*s up
That’s the way I like to f*ck
Clap clap clap
Sie kommt in deine Stadt und reißt sie ab
What the f*ck, what the f*ck
f*ck, da kommt der Bubble Butt
*Bam bam*, Riesenass
Der den Club vibrieren lässt
What the f*ck, what the f*ck
f*ck, da kommt der Bubble Butt
Bam bam, großes Heck
Hochgestreckt und der Mond ist weggg.
Seyed songtexte
Video butt

Tot ce am vrut – Phelipe feat. Matteo versuri

Versuri Phelipe – Tot ce am vrut

Ma priveste intr-un fel
Cu ochii ei de fotomodel
As vrea s-o am dar nu stiu cum sa fac.(tot ce am vrut)

As vrea s-o intreb daca-i singura
Si daca-i disponibila
As face orice doar ca sa-i fac pe plac.

Tu m-ai aprins
Cand luminile s-au stins.. babe.

Niciodata n-am iubit
Eu de dragoste am tot fugit
Dar baby, ochii tai m-au racorit
Oh yeahhh.

Si doar o zi de-as mai avea
Cu tine-n lume as pleca
Tu esti tot ce-am vrut
Si n-am avut
Yeahhh.

Ce sa fac, ce sa fac
Cum sa-ti mai fac pe plac
Ca sunt nebun dupa tine
Si toate gandurile mele duc la tine.

Si tot ce vreau, tot ce vreau
Este o clipa cu tine sa stau
As da un an de fericire
Pentru o zi cu tine
Baby, doar cu tine.

Am avut zile bune
Am avut zile cu lupta
Deaia, acum noi suntem
100 la 100
Buzele tale
Mai dulci decat o fructa
Povestea noastra parca
E din basme rupta
Versuri-lyrics.info
Daca ar fi sa cazi
Cad si eu
Ca sa te ridici
Te ajut si eu
Ne facem viata mai usoara
Cand ne e greu
Daca ne pierdem in intuneric
Iti zic si eu.

Tu m-ai aprins
Cand luminile s-au stins.. babe.

Niciodata n-am iubit
Eu de dragoste am tot fugit
Dar baby, ochii tai m-au racorit
Oh yeahhh.

Si doar o zi de-as mai avea
Cu tine-n lume as pleca
Tu esti tot ce-am vrut
Si n-am avut
Yeahhh.
Versuri Phelipe
Video vrut

NBA YoungBoy – Call On Me

[Chorus]
Come here baby let me show I love you
Fuck them hoes and the fame, girl you know I’m thuggin’
Fuck what they saying, I’m your man and you know I’m for you
Ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah, ayy, call on me
Shawty if you need a thing you can call on me
I’ll never ask for anything but to be there for me
You ever call out of range I’ma be there for you
Baby we don’t need a ring for to prove my loyalty
Shawty if you need a thing you can call on me
I’ll never ask for anything but to be there for me
You ever call out of range I’ma be there for you
Shawty I don’t need no ring for to prove my loyalty

[Verse 1]
I had lost track of all my money, here babe count it for me
And I be in my feelings when you don’t be talking to me
I was recording, Ben said that you was calling for me
When I got done I read your text, you say you waiting on me
When I get there I’ma eat you, fuck you like no other
I’ma kiss you, I’ma rub you and tell you I love you
I be looking in your eyes when we talk to each other
Deep down inside I can see us turning our together

[Chorus]
Come here baby let me show I love you
Fuck them hoes and the fame, girl you know I’m thuggin’
Fuck what they saying, I’m your man and you know I’m for you
Ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah, ayy, call on me
Shawty if you need a thing you can call on me
I’ll never ask for anything but to be there for me
You ever call out of range I’ma be there for you
Baby we don’t need a ring for to prove my loyalty
Shawty if you need a thing you can call on me
I’ll never ask for anything but to be there for me
You ever call out of range I’ma be there for you
Shawty I don’t need no ring for to prove my loyalty

[Interlude]
You don’t fuck with me how you say you do
You know I fuck with you
How far you’ll go for me?
Above and beyond

[Verse 2]
She say, I don’t wanna share nothin’ that’s mine, I can’t waste my time
Look me in my eyes and tell me no lies
You need me on the road, I’m on my way now
Babe it’s 3 O’ clock I’ll be there at 5, just save me a spot
You turn up with your gang, that’s somethin’ I can’t stop
Just give me respect, don’t act like I ain’t there
You know that ain’t fair
Fuck them hoes, they can’t touch but they can stare
Ain’t no secret boy, tell ’em I’m your girl and you know that’s real
I’ll admit I want you to be mine
Told that girl that I think about her all the time
She say if you really love me you wouldn’t lie
You would never let me leave from off your side
She said I promise to stay down and I’m gon’ ride
When I call for you, promise you gon’ make time
Hold me down and together we gon’ ride
Truthfully maybe one day me and you gon’ tie the knot
Ayy, ayy, YoungBoy

[Chorus]
Come here baby let me show I love you
Fuck them hoes and the fame, girl you know I’m thuggin’
Fuck what they saying, I’m your man and you know I’m for you
Ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah, ayy, call on me
Shawty if you need a thing you can call on me
I’ll never ask for anything but to be there for me
You ever call out of range I’ma be there for you
Baby we don’t need a ring for to prove my loyalty
Shawty if you need a thing you can call on me
I’ll never ask for anything but to be there for me
You ever call out of range I’ma be there for you
Shawty I don’t need no ring for to prove my loyalty

Puff Daddy – Watcha Gon’ Do? (feat. Notorious B.I.G. & Rick Ross)

[Intro: Puff Daddy]
As we proceed
To give you what you need
Bad Boy mothafuckas
(Bad Boy, Bad Boy, whatcha gon’ do?)
I’m proud of myself, you know I’m saying?
West coast mothafuckas
(Watcha gon’ do when they come for you?)
East coast mothafuckas
Ain’t nothing wrong with that, I’m fucking proud of myself
(You’ll see)
That’s why I sound the way I sound
B.I.G mothafuckas
(You’ll see)
And the way I walk the way I walk, the way I talk
Lets Go

[Verse 1: Puff Daddy]
I tell ’em watch close, nigga jot notes
If you use my approach, you could dock boats
Yeah, you could get exposed to all that
Girl, you know I’m hard to get a hold or contact
Probably overseas with business owners and all that
Flights to Minnesota with dinner over a contract
See, lame niggas gonna do lame shit
How you flexing when your crew ain’t shit
Nigga, you ain’t shit
Probably trick on something you ain’t hit
Try to do me but the shoe ain’t fit, and your jewels ain’t lit
So tell them niggas I said break bread off
You know, spray lead off, take heads off
Break law pay feds off
You ain’t never meet pop
You got the kittens fed up with your fake set up
I keep niggas on rooftops to watch you
I move by smooth, even keep the new spots supplied too
I slide through back of the Maybach
But i do something 5’2 with a fly do, how you?
I don’t know you yet but I’m trying to
I leave your mind blew if you don’t mind trying to climb through
New portals on time yeah I think it’s time to
Never slip up, one of the homies get picked up
Sell all the whips and switch the cribs up
Get my dick sucked by mermaids
Black shades hermès
The whole last winter I went through a fur phase
Yeah, that summer 32
Effortless
Bad Boy shit
And we won’t stop, ’cause we can’t stop
B.I.G., Brooklyn, yeah

[Chorus: Puff Daddy]
(Bad Boy, Bad Boy, whatcha gon’ do?) Puff Daddy, New York, yeah
(Watcha gon’ do when they come for you?) Bad Boy, yeah
(You’ll see) Unstoppable
(You’ll see) Unstoppable

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Big blunts and grass, Maybach on a dash
40 carat gold Cartier on a class
Mink coats with shooters in of the Land Cruiser
My maneuvers sparking these lil’ rumors
Duffle bags, Percocets, the Rugers
Still the smoothest at roughing up all the jewelers
Danny Glover, up the pistol, pussies undercover
Propositions and proposals, bring ’em on the double
Raising the K’s in the days and
Jaylen that brain is amazing
Top tier, egotistical when he arrogant
Skyscraper, kilo up in the cabinet
For bad bitches who snort lines the fourth time
Cîroc white, blue dot, you should pour mine
East Coast fat boy, he be so braggadocios
Air forces, mansions, and I’m on the ocean
Benefits, free my niggas, I’m talking fishing grits
Immigrants came a long way up out the tenements
Gunshots hereditary, get your daddy buried
With my march, got out of prison February
Cold game, ménage à trois and my gold chain
Bad Boy, Buggatis in all four lanes
The script flip when the spliff lit
Double M cruise ship with a thick bitch

[Verse 3: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Click, click, uh, uh, uh
Niggas talkin’ it but ain’t livin’ it
Crystal pops I’m sippin’ it, mob hats and lizard shit
‘Gator trunks bitch, rollin’ blunts with the williest of the willy
Heckler Koch, M-1’s and nine millies
Stories like a motherfucker
Model bitches wondering if I’m a fuck with her
She know, I treat my bitches like Ivana
Dolce and Gabana drippin’
Big poppa never slippin’
H-class diamonds shinin’
Dinner with the wifey winin’, dinin’
Smoking cigars in Bogota
With Colombian niggas named Panama
Englique and shit
Games we play life endin’
Bitches bending over with ease
For a pair of Moschino jeans
And Donna Karan tank tops I got your bank stopped
Singles on top, Benjamins under the rest of ’em
Advancin’ from duplex to mansion
Stashing keys, hidin’ G’s overseas
VCR’s in my V’s
Game elevates, money I make
Into stocks and real estates, bitch
Jet skiing in the Caribbean, white sands
Discusing plans with my mans
Dark blue land, smoke tint chrome rims and system
That leaves my rear views tremblin’
What you gonna do when poppa catch an attitude
Drop to your knees and show gratitude
Kiss my rings it’s a Frank White thing I stay potent
Bitches devoted, take my dick and deep throat it

[Outro]
You’ll see
You’ll see

Sage The Gemini – I Can Tell (feat. Show Banga)

[Intro: Sage the Gemini]
Dan’s countin’ all his fuckin’ money

[Chorus: Sage the Gemini]
One time, for the low (for the low)
Two time, here we go (here we go)
Fuck her good, on the low (yeah, on the low)
And if it’s good, do it once more (they get it, they get it)
In the suite hotel (tell)
My hoes don’t tell (tell)
You hate, you fell (fell)
Oh yeah, I could tell (I could tell)
Oh yeah, I could tell (I noticed)
Oh yeah, I could tell (I could tell)
You hate, you fell (you fell)
Oh yeah, I could tell (shit)

[Verse 1: Sage the Gemini]
I’m still goin’ hard (hard)
Diamonds dancin’ with the stars (damn)
And I love foreign cars (yup)
European, my garage (hey, hey)
One click, you a fraud (no)
I just want your bra (come here)
Take her home with me (yeah)
Make a round of applause (woo, woo)
All I know is money
I know she want to front me
I get her wet, Dasani
She still don’t get it from me
Tellin’ me she love me (no)
You don’t even know me (woah)
She just wanna ride so I play genuine pony
I hop out the coupe, I got my shit straight (I got it straight, straight)
I see a new nigga handin’ out his mixtape (woah)
She wanna feel entitled, I’m like "Bitch, wait" (hold on)
I kick you out quick, what’s your release date? (hey, hey, hey)

[Chorus: Sage the Gemini]
One time, for the low (for the low)
Two time, here we go (here we go)
Fuck her good, on the low (yeah, on the low)
And if it’s good, do it once more (they get it, they get it)
In the suite hotel (tell)
My hoes don’t tell (tell)
You hate, you fell (fell)
Oh yeah, I could tell (I could tell)
Oh yeah, I could tell (I noticed)
Oh yeah, I could tell (I could tell)
You hate, you fell (you fell)
Oh yeah, I could tell (shit)

[Verse 2: Show Banga]
Big suite hotel (hotel)
Peg doin’ so well
Dan, they want me, Brodell (woah)
I keep movin’ uphill
Pockets full of big bills
Eatin’ good, big meals (woah)
Miles kissin’, don’t tell (mwah)
And they bustin’ so well
I’ma big deal like O’Neal (ahh)
Squad only, that real (huh)
Fakes don’t know how that feel (they don’t)
We grind, you chill (we grind)
Steady movin’, you still (skrt skrt)
Skrt skrt on weak hoes (skrt skrt)
Stackin’ guap, Lord knows
Chased it all on that glow (that glow)
Pay Phil, 1-4 (oh)
That’s enough of that, no (oh)
For this grisha GoPro (bro)
I’m a star, you know (you know)
Streets online like Migos
Fly niggas with egos
Stee should believe though (woah)
Hoes tryna find me like Nemo, ooh, ooh (yeah)

[Chorus: Sage the Gemini]
One time, for the low (for the low)
Two time, here we go (here we go)
Fuck her good, on the low (yeah, on the low)
And if it’s good, do it once more (they get it, they get it)
In the suite hotel (tell)
My hoes don’t tell (tell)
You hate, you fell (you fell)
Oh yeah, I could tell (I could tell)
Oh yeah, I could tell (I noticed)
Oh yeah, I could tell (I could tell)
You hate, you fell (you fell)
Oh yeah, I could tell (shit, damn)

Doe Boy – Shoot Em Up

[Hook]
Shoot em up (Boom)
Hit em up (Boom)
You ain’t got no guns like get em up (Nahhh)
Run up on a fuck nigga give it up (Grrr)
Nigga want beef we’ll fill him up (Boom boom)
Shoot em up (Boom)
Hit em up (Boom)
Young nigga really don’t give a fuck (Nahhh)
Say you a real nigga you ain’t real enough (Nahhh)
Say you got killas then we killing em (Grrr)
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Gang gang nigga we don’t give a fuck
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Say you got killas then we killing em

[Verse 1]
Shoot em up
Hit em up
Young nigga really don’t give a fuck
Nigga just talkin’ he ain’t really tough
We a pop out we ain’t in the cut
Shoot em up
Hit em up
Rappin’ ass nigga you ain’t real enough
500 round drum then I fill it up
Had a party in the club so we lit it up
Gang gang nigga we don’t play
He shoot gun he can’t hang round
Gun a nigga down with a k round
Headshot make a nigga stay down
Headshot make a nigga stay down
Lay down
Bring a hundred killas where you hang down
Choppas on deck pull up have a bang out
We don’t talk 30s no more don’t play down
Pull up got hundred least 50
All my niggas holding on simis
All the real shooters ride with me
We done terrorise the whole city
Ridin’ round town with a AK
With the gang gang
If you hear me don’t play play
Nigga spary spray
You don’t see me just wait for his pay
[?] go dumb like Day Day
Gang gang

[Hook]
Shoot em up (Boom)
Hit em up (Boom)
You ain’t got no guns like get em up (Nahhh)
Run up on a fuck nigga give it up (Grrr)
Nigga want beef we’ll fill him up (Boom boom)
Shoot em up (Boom)
Hit em up (Boom)
Young nigga really don’t give a fuck (Nahhh)
Say you a real nigga you ain’t real enough (Nahhh)
Say you got killas then we killing em (Grrr)
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Gang gang nigga we don’t give a fuck
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Say you got killas then we killing em

[Verse 2]
Free the gang nigga fuck 12
I ain’t scared of jail put me in a cell
Young rich nigga imma pay the bill
Then I’m comin’ home and I’m bring hell
I’m a real felon I’ll getchu whacked
On that gang shit a whole lotta dat
First day out I wasn’t tryna rap
I was on the block tryna buy mac
I ain’t trine be no rapper friend
Diss my then you gettin’ banned
Play with us shoot em where he stand
I know bout a couple niggas dead
How you scared of another man
Imma real savage no I never ran
Yungins shoots whenever I demand
Imma let him smoke it I can’t second hand
Ready I come where your block at
Ready where I am at
Fuck where I’m not at
Stay with the pole you know I got dat
Run up on Beezy I do not advise that
My niggas on you ain’t no way to stop that
Nigga keep hollin’ I suggest you stop that
Once lil Brody start cockin’ that shot back
No where around it your head gettin’ knocked back

[Hook]
Shoot em up (Boom)
Hit em up (Boom)
You ain’t got no guns like get em up (Nahhh)
Run up on a fuck nigga give it up (Grrr)
Nigga want beef we’ll fill him up (Boom boom)
Shoot em up (Boom)
Hit em up (Boom)
Young nigga really don’t give a fuck (Nahhh)
Say you a real nigga you ain’t real enough (Nahhh)
Say you got killas then we killing em (Grrr)
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Gang gang nigga we don’t give a fuck
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Shoot em up (Gang)
Hit em up (Gang)
Say you got killas then we killing em

Sauce Walka – Sauce Overload

[Intro] Po up po up

[Hook]
Drank
Sippin’ on drank
Drank in the middle of the mall
Sippin’ on drank
Drank in the middle of the mall
Sippin’ on drank
Drank in the middle of the mall

[Verse 1]
It ain’t a day that I’m sobered up
When I wake up I be pourin’ up
Start off my day with a double cup
Walkin’ the drank I just buy it up
You got a pint then you know I want it
Give me the number and I’m right on it
Long as that bitch got a seal on it
Long as you give me a deal on it
Long as you keepin’ it real homie
Don’t be givin’ me the water shit
Don’t hit me with the karo mix
Hittin’ it with the syringe and shit
Tryna resell a old bottle put a new seal on it nawl nada
I can’t play with my ciabatta
I can’t have kidney problems
Gotta come from the doctor
Back to the Ferragamo slippers
Jump up in the Benz with some bitches
Finna hit the mall and spend some riches
Sippin’ on the freewayathin, pullin’ up to the valetathin
It’s a beautiful dayathin, I left my cup in the car waitathin

[Hook]
Drank
Sippin’ on drank
Drank in the middle of the mall
Sippin’ on drank
Drank in the middle of the mall
Sippin’ on drank
Drank in the middle of the mall

[Verse 2]
Cream soda cream soda cream soda
Really to me that Sprite shit to me is over
I been drinkin’ it since ’99
I done drunk the shit a thousand times, 99
I ain’t sayin’ that it’s watered down
I be mixing cream with the pine
It taste better than that lemon lime
I ain’t pouring up for no pictures
I be sippin’ drank for the feeling
In Saks Fifth like it’s Christmas
In every city in the mall sippin’
I’m in Vegas at the fashion show
I just poured up a poured four
In Atlanta splashin’ all in Lenox
Pourin’ up a pint until it’s finished
I’m in melrose with some hoes
Got them spillin’ syrup on their clothes
I’m in New York at the Bape Store
I just poured up a whole 8 bro
I even pour it up on the plane
I’m buyin’ syrup in Balmain
I’m pourin’ up at the ball game
Watchin’ James Harden, beard game
I ain’t pourin’ up no beer mane
I hate when my bottle is clear mane
I gotta go and refill mane
I gotta keep it forreal mane
I know my addiction is real mane
Sippin’ and pimpin’ forreal mane
[?] I be doin’
Pourin’ up 33’s Patrick Ewing
I even drink this shit when I’m screwin’
Mix the codeine off the bitch
Pour the soda all on her tits
Tastes delicious I’m too legit
I live the life of a Barre Baby
Before Act and Hi-Tech it was Barre Baby
Sippin’ it out on a draw baby
Poppin’ the trunk on the car baby
Haters know who you are baby
Live the livin’ like a star baby
But you gotta hustle hard baby
Can’t be sippin’ drank bein’ lazy
Gotta go and get the [?]
If you wanna live like a boss
Flyin’ round the world drinkin’ sauce
Buyin’ everything that you want
Oowee

[Hook]
Sippin’ on drank
Drank in the middle of the mall
Sippin’ on drank
Drank in the middle of the mall
Sippin’ on drank
Drank in the middle of the mall

Ladies Of Beach City – Everyday (feat. Snoop Dogg)

[Intro]
You don’t know what I go through everyday
La da da da da
Long Beach

[Hook]
Everyday
You don’t know

[Verse 1]
Let me tell you bout my life, my daddy ain’t shit
And my mama served the white
The devil is a bitch, I’m still puttin’ up a fight
My granny saved my life, because I wasn’t living right
I got my head to the sky, spittin’ [?]
Hold up, if you want it then I really got it
I really started from the bottom, I’m just bein’ honest
I know some niggas that know some niggas that know somebody
I got ’em saying my pain game be catchin’ bodies
With no shottys, I murder it, then apply the pressure
I live one hell of a life, that’s why I think I’m next up
I’m trynna change a few lives, and hopefully be the best one
I live one hell of a life, even off the record

[Verse 2]
Executive, immaculate [?], main attractions
Prestigious, reachin’ the deepest of every satisfaction
Lord knows that I struggle through the times [?]
Late nights [?], trynna cuddle
But no more emptiness, [?]
I’m on the way, [?] got me on my particles
Goin’ barnacles, articles [?] hover me
Feel like I’m unstoppable, [?]
Bimmer drop-top of ’em
Kick my feet up, screamin’ domino
What’s it like? ‘Cause I gotta know
‘Cause I’m hotter than a volcano
[?]. but I’m already so funny how the money change a nigga
We outta control, it’s my life, and the time’s right so
I’ma take flight, see my headlights, full speed ahead, got my head right, ’cause there ain’t no room for the parasites

[Hook]
You don’t know
You don’t know what I go through everyday

[Verse 3]
I try not to let these growing pains get to me
I lost some family, weak niggas ain’t shit to me
I lost my brother, one bullet
And I pray everyday for that nigga who cocked and pulled it
Then my sister went to sleep, and she never woke again
So we never spoke again
And mama got four kids, li’l bro doin’ time and I’m the only one here
Everyday is something new, livin’ life on the edge
Can never get comfortable
But I’ma be the best mama to my son, he only four, and he only know his mama

[Hook]
You don’t know what I go through everyday
You don’t know
You don’t know what I go through everyday
You don’t

Chaz French – Way Out

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
What it do Awthentik?
Yeah, hey
Thought it was…
Yeah, had to tell mama

[Verse 1]
Okay, yeah, u
Had to tell mama, “Wait a minute”
You may not get it now but you gotta listen
Swear I might not know it all but my intuition
Tell me everything I’m chasin’ need no intermissions
Ain’t been thinkin’ ’bout a finish, boy we just beginnin’
Swear to God the only one, there ain’t no other witness
Ain’t been thinkin’ ’bout the women or the politickin’
Mr. Suit and Tie shit, it’s time to handle business
Boy, we really about the business

[Hook]
Lately I been lookin’ for a way out, yeah
All my niggas lookin’ for a way out, way out, way out
Lately I been lookin’ for a way out, yeah
Said, all my niggas lookin’ for a way out, way out, way out

[Verse 2]
Just bought a new crib, man that muthafucka way out (woo, way out)
Flashin’ in the living room, had 20 bitches laid out (laid out, laid out)
So my baby mama trippin’, had to pull 2 K out (K out)
Everything A1, you woulda thought it was a steakhouse (steakhouse, steakhouse)
Bout to do it for the city, bout to bring the whole state out (woo, state out)
Shout to the niggas that’s been with me and they stayed down (stay down or lay down)
It was recess with it, I had to watch it all play out (dang, play out)
Now nigga kick it with Rick Rubin on my day off, we way out, yeah

[Hook]
Lately I been lookin’ for a way out, yeah
All my niggas lookin’ for a way out, way out, way out
Lately I been lookin’ for a way out, yeah
Said, all my niggas lookin’ for a way out, way out, way out

[Verse 3]
Nobu, Malibu, we ain’t wearin’ no chains
We was broke last year, now we wearin’ the change
Heard a lot of niggas talkin’ but ain’t sayin’ a thang
New Year’s resolution but still doin’ the same
All I ever talk about is everything that I seen
So if you tired of struggle raps, we makin’ a scene
Man, it ain’t really about the music so I’m takin’ it easy
It’s all about the gimmicks, man y’all makin’ it easy
I can show ‘em how it go, I can assure you I’m the GOAT
Shout out Lil Yachty, I ain’t tryna showboat
But when it comes to flows, man this shit is Minnesota
When it come to colors, put the purple in the soda
You can lean on a shoulder ‘cause we only gettin’ closer

[Hook]
Lately I been lookin’ for a way out, yeah
All my niggas lookin’ for a way out, way out, way out
Lately I been lookin’ for a way out, yeah
Said, all my niggas lookin’ for a way out, way out, way out

LOGIC – Take It Back

[Chorus]
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man
Could paint the black man with a gun in his hand
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first white man
At the very moment when they looked around and said
"Fuck it, I’ma steal this land"
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man
Could paint the black man with a gun in his hand
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first white man
At the very moment when they looked around and said
"Fuck it, I’ma steal this land"

[Verse 1]
Everybody wanna tell me what I am, what I am not
"You ain’t black, you a mothafuckin’ white boy
Shut ya mouth, do it right boy, a’ight boy?
Man, why you such a hype boy?"
"Why you always talk about being black?
Skin too white, nigga fuck that"
Everything you talk about, cut that
That door you trying to open, you could shut that
Grip the gat, yeah that’s how I’ma buck back
Tell me what I am and what I know now
All this prejudice has got to go
Life is moving fast, it need to slow down
Come and see me when I am in yo’ town
Practice what we preach before it go down
Practice what we preach before it go
Yes, I got the gift to gab fo sho
Will I have to get the gat? No, no
Yes, I got to gift to gab fo sho
But will have to get the gat, get the gat, get the, get the?
Masta deep down inside of me
The plantation deep down inside of me
Everybody fuck like sodomy
‘Cause one or the other what it gotta be
Tell me why my momma gotta lie to me
Unity for everyone that lied to me
Peace on Earth what I try to be
I just wanna spread the message of equality
And yes, I got to gift to gab fo sho
Will I have to get the gat? No, no
Yes, I got to gift to gab fo sho
But will have to get the gat, get the gat, get the, get the gat?

[Chorus]
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man
Could paint the black man with a gun in his hand
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first white man
At the very moment when they looked around and said
"Fuck it, I’ma steal this land"
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man
Could paint the black man with a gun in his hand
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first white man
At the very moment when they looked around and said
"Fuck it, I’ma steal this land"

[Outro]
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to about 1990
Shady Grove Hospital in Rockville, Maryland
7:36 a.m., where a biracial baby was born
To a black father and a white mother
Father that wasn’t there
Addicted to crack cocaine, alcohol, and various other drugs
Same as his mom
(Way, way back)
So I’m gonna tell you about that, right?
And I’m gonna tell you about how
All this young boy ever wanted was happiness
All he ever wanted was positivity
All he ever wanted to do was entertain
And this boy went through hell
You gotta understand, his mother was racist, which is crazy
‘Cause how in the fuck is you gonna have
All these black babies with black men but you racist
Like bitch, that don’t make no sense, but it is what it is
You know, he grew up, her callin’ him a nigger
The kids at school callin’ him a cracker
Identifying as black, looking as white
Being told what you can or can’t be
This kid went through everything
He went through…
He saw narcotics in the household
Violence, murderers, drug dealers, he was kidnapped
There was crazy shit that happened to this kid
And he persevered while the whole world said
What they said?
Said you wouldn’t be shit!
You ain’t gon’ be nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
Nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothin’, nothing
And I, and he, he said fuck that, I’ma persevere
And that’s why the message is always peace, love and positivity
See, he always saw things from two sides
He always saw things from two sides
He always knew that the message
Everybody was born equal
Regardless of race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation
He knew that because he saw that
(Take it back, take it way back
Take it way)
Because he was stripped and torn down
By his black brothers and sisters that were uneducated
And that did not know
And he was stripped and he was torn down
By his white side that did not know
These people that are ignorant
That cannot see the bigger picture
That must fight and kill and murder each other
But once again, all he ever wanted to do
Was spread a message of equality
For every man, woman, and child
Regardless of race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation
(Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first)
Now imagine this child growing up
And seeing the craziest shit
Being a part of the craziest shit
Running around with the wrong people
Running around with guns and knives
And fighting and stealing and, and all this
Because he didn’t know, he didn’t know!
But he knew deep down in his heart that it wasn’t right
And he knew that he needed to get away from it
Now I want you to also imagine, that at 17 years old
This child, okay, leaves home and gets two jobs to support himself
Two jobs that he works in the morning and the evenings
And then he would then come home
To about eight or nine hours of sleep
But spend four, five, six hours of that
Working on music, persevering
Grabbing the remote control and looking in the mirror
And pretending to see thousands and thousands and thousands of people
Just chanting his name
Hoping that it would happen
But the, but the, but the world said no!
Mothafucka, little mothafucka no-no, no-no, no-no, no-no
Ya nigga, ya cracka, ya white boy, ya black mothafucka
No-no!
(Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first)
And he said fuck that
He said peace, love, and positivity
He said equality for all man
Regardless of race, religion, color, creed, and sexual orientation, yeah
Now I want you to also imagine
People telling him that he did not live this life
“You just a white boy
You ain’t never experienced that shit
You from Gaithersburg, Maryland, nothing happens there
Oh no, no, we know, we weren’t there
We didn’t live with you, we didn’t live in your Section 8 household
We didn’t live with the narcotics and violence in your household
We just saw it from the outside, outside, outside, outside
Outside, outside, outside, outside
And since you white, you gotta have money, right?”
(Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first black man)
And this young man persevered in spite
Of what people told him he was, wasn’t, and would never be
(Take it back, take it way back
Take it way, way back to the first black)
And that man is here today, proud
A lover of all human beings
Regardless of race, religion, color, creed, sexual orientation, yeah, yeah
And he’s here to say:
Even though we’re all born and created equal
We are not treated equally
There’s extremists on every side
And you should just do your best to live life
And let other people believe whatever they wanna believe
As long as they’re not hurtin’ anybody
You can believe they’re going to hell
You can believe it’s not right
You can believe you’re superior, fine
Just stop killing each other

Bugzy Malone – Aggy Wid It (King Of The North Album)

Yo, yeah
Get-get mad, get aggy wid it
I’m a bully to the beat, I’m a daddy wid it
I hold her so tight when I’m doing my ting, she told her friends I’m a baddy wid it
Uh, don’t bother wid it
I’m a double champion, I’m Conor init
Give me the beat, give me the mic, I swear down you already know I’m bodying it
Uh, way too mucky wid it
If it’s not dank, I’m not fucking wid it
If she’s not gang, I’m not woodying it
Them man are jokers, they’re funny with it
Uh, he keeps copying it
Down to the way I dress, he’s copying it
Down to the way I do my ting on Instagram, I checked his and he’s copying it
Uh, too calm wid it
Them man are Sports Direct, I’m Harvey Nichs
His new CD’s so dry that I hope that he hands out some lip balm wid it
Yeah, too raw wid it
So hard, I’ll snap man’s jaw wid it
You’re not a serious guy, you’re a doughnut, you’re gonna make man snap in a minute
If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
Get mad, get aggy wid it
Get mad, get aggy wid it
You’re gonna make man snap in a minute
If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
Get mad, get aggy wid it
Get mad, get aggy wid it
You’re gonna make man snap-snap-snap
MC’s struggling ’cause they smoke too much weed when they chill with the bros
I don’t wanna be like them, are you mad? When they see me it’s like seeing a ghost
Speaking of ghosts, she died her hair blonde and thinks she’s Marilyn Monroe
She wears too much makeup and it’s gross
Plus she smokes, it’s a joke
MC’s struggling on the low
Telling us things that we already know
Drilla, drilla, drilla gang
Drilla, drilla, make it bang
Drill it, bill it, flip it, light it
Whip it, whip it, whip it, wipe it
You don’t crap, you’re chatting crap
I look back, I’ve overlapped
I don’t have to trap and be an MC
You’re not popping if you’ve gotta do both
Yeah I miss bagging, bagging, bagging up
But I make way too much money from shows
Get-get mad, get aggy wid it
Get mad, get aggy wid it
Get mad, get aggy wid it
You’re gonna make man snap in a minute
If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
Get mad, get aggy wid it
Get mad, get aggy wid it
You’re gonna make man snap-snap-snap
This one’s a straight up wobbler
This one’s aggy like Pogba
It’s like I warn bankers when it comes out of the speakers, it might rock ya
Uh, this one’s dangerous
This one’s killing off haters
This one’s wiping out any MC in a five-hundred mile radius
Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream
And if you don’t want holes in your boat, don’t come anywhere near me
Oh no, no you don’t, not in your wildest dreams
I’ll release the hounds on man in the night and listen to the barks and screams
Man know the season
Get-get mad, get aggy wid it
Get mad, get aggy wid it
Get mad, get aggy wid it
You’re gonna make man snap in a minute
If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
Get mad, get aggy wid it
Get mad, get aggy wid it
You’re gonna make man snap-snap-snap
Man know the season
Bugzy Malone, you know

Bugzy Malone – King Of The North (King Of The North Album)

[Hook]
King! King! King! King! King! King!
I’m King of the North they call me the..
King! King! King! King! King! King!
I’m King of the North..
King!

[Verse 1]
Ladies and Gentlemen
Right now you’re listening to the King of the North
Yo
Can I get a clap please?
Can I have the bell start ringing?
Can we have the ladies singing?
Cause this one gotta be right
And this isn’t a funeral
So you can take the black clothes off
And everyone switch their phones off
And I’m gonna celebrate life
Is that the horns that’s sounding?
I hope she’s not got long left
Is there anybody out there?
Alright, we’re going in 5
How do I look, am I decent?
Do you think I should change this footwear?
Too something a little more formal
No?
Alright lets celebrate life

[Verse 2]
I’m the King of the North
Like it or lump it
Fuck what you thought
They come out in their thousands just to support
They play trumpets in the background when I talk
I wear tracksuits not to be casual
I just don’t wanna change now, that I’m rich
I want to wear what I wore when I was poor
And right now I’m tryna’ inspire the kids
I changed the game
I changed the game so much
Them niggas are physically scared
I’m in your face
I’m everywhere to the point man think their visions impaired
They don’t want me to win
They don’t want me to get a trophy
They want me to kiss their feet
But I’m not the king, cause I said that I was the king
Just listen to the people speak

[Hook]
King! King! King! King! King! King!
I’m King of the North they call me the..
King! King! King! King! King! King!
I’m King of the North..
King!

[Verse 3]
I’m King of the North
Forget what other MC’s wanna say
Me, I got given this name by the fans
And I’m not letting them down, no way!
Cause they say fortune favours the brave
Now that I’m lucky enough to have fans
They know that I will die for this shit
I’ve already got one foot in the grave
Call me deep, into this music ting and I’ll I wanted to is vent
Now I’ve got Wireless and when I do Wireless there’s hardly any room left in the tent
[] pay for the rent
I would tell a Henry VIII to my friend
I’ve done my first CD in 2-10
Now I do a CD and I get a top 10
Mum was scared
I was on the road so much
I forgot what it was to be safe
Cause I be carrying a bladed article, just in case anybody got in my face
She gotta be fast if you gotta take chase
You gotta be bad if you’re gonna show face
But I swore to God that I make it
And now that I made it, can somebody say grace? (please)

[Outro]
How’s everybody feelin?
Don’t want anybody nervous
I’ve come to serve one purpose
That’s celebrate life
And you make sure the old king’s watching
And the prince if you can please
And you got them a seat right?
Let them see me shine
Can I just say thanks to my true fans
Without you I wouldn’t have maid it
You walk with me and I’m grateful
And I’m no longer facing time
How do I look, am I decent?
Do you think I should change this footwear?
Too something a little more formal
No?
Alright lets celebrate life

[Hook X2]
King! King! King! King! King! King!
I’m King of the North they call me the..
King! King! King! King! King! King!
I’m King of the North..
King!

Foster The People – III (Sacred Hearts Club Album)

[Verse 1]
If age is a trap
I wonder why I hold back
Mistakes, mistake to make me laugh
Well only time can answer that

[Chorus 1]
Sail on in
Beautiful is your life
Sail on in
I want to live in your love
Forever

[Verse 2]
I’m done, I’m giving up control
So hold on, never let me go
I know we’re not invincible
So I want to live
Live for something more

[Chorus 2]
Sail on in
Beautiful is your life
Soak it in
I want to live in your love
Forever

[Verse 3]
And I won’t be afraid it’s true we’ll never know
When the night will come and take us home
And people change, we fade from youth
And evolve into eternal life
Don’t slip away, well I’m begging you
To let me sing with angels

[Outro]
Wake the sleeping from their dreaming
We all want more, we all want more
Saints will sing and hearts are beating
Saying we all want more, we all want more