Tito Fernandez – El Presupuesto Lyrics

Hablado
Salía, yo, un día de la oficina, recién pagado
Y caminaba por el centro
Cuando se me ocurrió pasarme un rato, largo
Con el sueldo entero en el bolsillo, nuevo

Comencé a pasearme, lentamente, mirando las vitrinas
Observándolo todo con los ojos muy abiertos
Pensé que podría regalarle una sonrisa, ancha, a mi vecino
Una mala memoria al carnicero
Un remedio fulminante, para la úlcera, a mi jefe
Un triciclo para el suplementero
Pensé que podría comprarle a mi madre una montaña de rosas
A mi padre una pipa y a mi hija un concierto
Canto
Ven amor, salgamos a correr
No podrán, jamás, oscurecer
Aquel tu mirar y este nuevo sol
Que arde en mi cantar, amor
Hablado
Qué lindo es tener un presupuesto chico
Meterse al cine, una vez por semana
Y decir ya soy rico
Tener cuatro centavos para ir de tienda en tienda
Y comprarme de todo, aunque no me convenga
Derrochar mi fortuna en cosas tan pequeñas
Como un auto, un yate, o una rubia estupenda
Canto
Ven amor, vamos a conocer
La verdad que nos oculta el bien
Y verás amor que no tiene fin
Este sueño igual a ti
Hablado
Pero es lindo soñar con algo en el bolsillo
Qué me compro? no sé, mejor algo sencillo
Un traje, diez paraguas, cien sombreros, mil abrigos
Y un par de zapatos gruesos, más gruesos que los míos
Los inviernos no existen, dicen, cuando hay un presupuesto
Que alcanza para todo, como este que yo tengo
No sé si son millones, o unos locos pesos
Pero soy todo yo, por eso no lo cuento
Canto
Voy a andar, querida, y a pensar
Si te compro tal vez un hogar
Con un ventanal, un jardín azul
Y el vestido, aquel, de tul
Hablado
Qué lindo fin de mes esperado con ansias
Puedo meterme al bar o darme a la vagancia
O mejor voy al fútbol y, en mitad de la cancha
Me convierto en el árbitro, para darme importancia
Yo quiero que me vean, acaso eso no es importante?
Quizá soy poco culto y hasta desagradable
Pero quiero tener amigos, quiero ser como todos
Si hay tantos como yo, por qué estamos tan solos?
Nos ponemos corbata para ir al trabajo
Y vivimos mintiendo hasta el día de pago
Qué lindo es tener un presupuesto chico, no?
Meterse al cine una vez por semana y decir ya soy rico
Tener cuatro centavos para ir de tienda en tienda
Y hacer canto de todo, de todo lo que venga
Canto
Ven amor, salgamos a correr
No podrán jamás oscurecer
Aquel tu mirar, y este nuevo sol
Que arde en mi cantar, amor

P.o.s – Fuck Your Stuff Lyrics

Yeah, LazerBeak
And DTR, Doomtree
Rhymesayers Entertainment
Marijuana Deathsquads, oh

[Hook]
My whole crew’s on some shit
Scuffing up your Nikes, spitting on your whip
Kicking out your DJ, rock it then we dip

[Verse 1]
Looking out the window like Malcolm
Just when I thought this culture was open they go and doubt him
f**k, dumbing it down, spit ice, skip jewelry
Molotov cocktails on me like accessories
Uhm, they can teach you how to front
I am really raw, I ain’t seen a mirror in a month
But I stay fly, spinning man
Flipping out with the breeze, I’m a ceiling fan
I’mma get ’em, I can show you how to bump
Something heavy in the back, marshall stacks in the trunk
Got the windows down, I got the heat turned up
On blast wagging on ’em on the West Bank
Handling the style, or catch me on a mission
Pissing in some convertible tryna create some tension
Or in a book discussing Christopher Hitchens
Or how to make bombs with shit you find in your kitchen, listen

[Hook x2]
My whole crew’s on some shit
Scuffing up your Nikes, spitting on your whip
Kicking out your DJ, rock it then we dip
We don’t watch the replay, we play

[Verse 2]
I never cared about your bucks
So if I run up with a mask on
Probably got a gas can too
And I’m not here to fill her up, no
We came here to riot, here to incite
We don’t want any of your stuff
Keep sticking to the script, mane, we never seen that shit
We knew the secret before they went ahead and Wiki leaked it
Made a dump, bang it out the speakers
Hoping to smash capital quotes on the word “leaders”
They in the past, so we dancing on they ashes
Onward, upward, laughing at the masses
Thinking while they sit I just go off on they ass
Wearing last year’s trash ladies still be batting lashes
And tryne smash us, the passion to go
The lack of a muzzle and a style that’s f**king irrational

[Interlude]
f**k your stuff
I mean for real
We genuinely believe that all your shit is fake

[Hook]

I ain’t kidding, I got this brick in my hand

[Hook x2]

Superbee – Heu ! Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m on the legend level
살아숨쉬는 전설이 돼 버렸네 스물넷에
혓바닥에 감춘 AK, 적 가족사진에 Aim해
귀머거리가 5000만인 곳에 내 음악을 내면 안돼 이젠
예쁘게 웃어야 돼 이젠, 앨범보다는 그게 돈이 되지
가사는 왜 써, 누가 읽어? heu
실은 처음부터 진거야 난, heu, heu
숨이 찬다고 난, heu, heu, heu, heu
너무 벌어 너네 미움도 샀지만 굳이 환불은 안하지
니 질투는 달콤한 맛이지, 난 우월과 사랑에 빠지니, yeah

[Hook]
이 동네 좆도 답이 없어, yeah, yeah
But 억을 차고 거릴 나가, yeah, yeah
태어났다고 rap을 위해, yeah, yeah
세종대왕 춤추고 계셔 위에, yeah
이 동네 좆도 답이 없어, yeah, yeah
But 억을 차고 거릴 나가, yeah, yeah
태어났다고 rap을 위해, yeah, yeah
세종대왕 춤추고 계시지 저기 위에, yeah

[Verse 2]
나는 전설로 남아, If i motherf**kin’ die
넌 힙합 커뮤니티 유저, 내가 하는 건 힙합
그게 니 역할, 이게 내 역할
You clout a keyboard, I am an clout, heu, heu
난 니네 머리위에서 돈 세지, 닌 절대 못봐, heu
On god level, I’m truly, I’ve been bottom
거긴 춥지, 그게 Moncler 겹쳐 입는 이유
나 뒨 안봐서 no 후진, huh
VVS on me my neck, Yng & Rich 새로운 내 gang
내 옷 가격들이 사악해, 천사가 입으면 악마가 돼
Audemars 내 새 수갑, heu
실은 요부터 진거야 난, heu, heu
숨이 찬다고 난, heu, heu, heu, heu, heu
날 제외한 모두가 가짜 보석을 걸치고 자랑대회를 하지
나도 짜가 찼음 아빠 Benz는 진짜였겠지, 뭐가 더 real? ay

[Hook]
이 동네 좆도 답이 없어, yeah, yeah
But 억을 차고 거릴 나가, yeah, yeah
태어났다고 rap을 위해, yeah, yeah
세종대왕 춤추고 계셔 위에, yeah
이 동네 좆도 답이 없어, yeah, yeah
But 억을 차고 거릴 나가, yeah, yeah
태어났다고 rap을 위해, yeah, yeah
세종대왕 춤추고 계시지 저기 위에, yeah

[Outro]
Yng & Rich
Rap Legend

Personalities – Tiny Tim Lyrics

Choke
I watched you stumble in. She said this time would be different
You turned your back on us and expected forgiveness
Oh so many promises I’m hoping you choke on. You claimed to keep her clean but you fueled the addiction

I’d rot in hell if I could take you there with me

We’re at a point where it seems that it’s just you and just me. You best expect to feel the guilt, and the haunt of her screams
I’ll carry out my plan, wishing god might understand. I just need to rid this world of your insignificance

Don’t you feel sorry for yourself

Straight from the mouth of a liar, you promised to keep her safe. You can try to wash the guilt away. Scrub your skin down to the bone, you’re only sorry cause you face the blame

So waste away

I wish I could just forget and move on with my life. You’re my last bridge to burn and I’ve been waiting for this moment. Tell me how tall do you feel now? Disfigured at best, you’ve lost your privilege to sleep sound. You will find no safety here
Take it back to a time when I was young, so forgiving. You were violent and always drunk. I felt your hand wrap around my throat. You always stood so tall but never sunk this low
Just know I won’t forget, I’ll wear this till the day that I die. You robbed me of a mother’s love. I always new you only cared for yourself

Straight from the mouth of a liar, you promised to keep her safe. You can try to wash the guilt away. Scrub your skin down to the bone, you’re only sorry cause you face the blame

And I won’t ever see her face again, except maybe in the pictures on my nightstand. I will never feel her warmth and I was all to young to have to mourn

Got all the time in the world and some catching up to do. I’ve have a promise to keep and I swear to see it through. I know you’re curious and there’s something I just must admit. I’m gonna watch you slowly suffer for the f**k of it

You’re eyes met mine, they were open wide, you knew. The punishment that you’ve dodged has come right back for you. This was personal, no ordinary crime. I beat you black and blue, you begged me through the whole night. By the time the morning came the body parts were separated. I smoked a cigarette, f**k I Nearly celebrated. Packed the pieces up, sent them to your family members. Rot in hell you piece of shit and breathe in dirt forever

Agonoize – A Vampire Tale Lyrics

Ich spüre es…
…als ich dich sah
In dunkler Nacht…
…als es geschah

Komm zu mir!
Komm zu mir!

Komm zu mir!
Komm zu mir!

[Chorus]
Dein Blut gehört nur mir
Dies Verlangen, das ich verspür’
Ein Kuss für die Ewigkeit…
…trag ich fort für Schmerz und Leid

Komm zu mir!
Komm zu mir!

Komm zu mir!
Komm zu mir!

Im Augenblick
Im Lichteschein
Für den Moment…
…der uns vereint

Komm zu mir!
Komm zu mir!

Komm zu mir!
Komm zu mir!

[Chorus]

Komm zu mir!

Komm zu mir!

Komm zu mir!
Komm zu mir!

Schmerz und Leid…
Komm zu mir!
…trag ich fort
Komm zu mir!
Komm zu mir!

Alyssa Marie – Trigger Finger Lyrics (feat. Lady Essence)

[Verse 1: Lady Essence]
I been waiting on success; there’s nothing that feels stranger
Than to see it all reflect and feelin’ like you’re the stranger
That person in the mirror: I fear her; I feel the anger
That person coming nearer, wave clearer: I need ya anchor
(It’s like I’m) lookin’ for a reason to swim or even drown slow
Don’t push someone who’s eager to win right in their downslope
ʻCause I will go Ether, go in on all you clown folk
And make you repeat it again on every download
But listen, I am disciplined: only will start a fire if
You missin’ where my missile is; look for somethin’ to fire with
That means you steady missing the point of where my fire went
You pourin’ water over my joint right when it’s firing
So how could you get higher when you don’t hear the environment?
You never hear the voices of reason sayin’ you fire, yet
That 9-to-5 talkin’: it’s talkin’ and gettin’ louder
Clock keeps watchin’: it’s watchin’ like every hour
Every coward got a reason, retreating, thinking of leaving
Leadin’ these people? I’m eager but feelin’ I need my freedom
The picture? Much bigger than competition could ever be
Alyssa, pull the trigger: they rather you be my enemy
See, I don’t understand if I failed or if I struck-fate
If money gives us time to prevail, then I’m a buck-late
How we s’pposed to follow the trail when there is such-hate?
The box being hammered with nails, and I can’t e-scape
{pause} But I’m bettin’ you could re-late

[Verse 2: Alyssa Marie]
Still tryna figure out the signs; picture getting bigger in my mind
Finger twitching on the trigger; tried sitting to the side
But it’s times like this minute, fine lines in the sky’s limit
That remind it’s the prime time for reviving it
Thrive in the middle of when and just surviving
And it’s time to pick a side when, the river, it’s getting wider
And the shore is getting further to either; I read the finer print
While looking at the size of picture inside a wider lens
It’s the struggle of wondering what’ll come of the trouble
Of putting double the effort with every muscle
Connecting the puzzle, ruffling feathers to get a couple
Of subtle, if any, steps I could stumble or misdirect
And I can feel the people waiting to take it as opportunity
Truthfully, though, it’s sad it don’t seem as bad as used to be
Ain’t stressin’ like I usually do: I’m used to scrutiny
Tell me they’re down for life and they’re ready, writing my eulogy
Proof reading it, scheming a way they can take the lead
When the only way to escape a defeat is to not compete
And, instead, begin to assemble together, but I can see
I’ll either eat at the bottom or starve for what’s out of reach
Try to leap when the place that I’m aiming ain’t in my vision yet
Or stay where I know I’mma be safe and accept the limits set
I guess I can settle for less or risk the whole pot
And either leave with all or nothing when this show stops

Jools Holland – I’m In The Mood For Love Lyrics

I’m in the mood for love
Simply because you’re near me
Funny, but when you’re near me
I’m in the mood for love

Heaven is in your eyes
Bright as the stars we’re under
Oh, is it any wonder?
I’m in the mood for love

Why stop to think of whether
This little dream might fade?
We`ve put our hearts together
Now we are one, I’m not afraid

If there’s a cloud above
If it should rain, we’ll let it
But for tonight forget it
I’m in the mood for love

Love, love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love

Oh, I’m in the mood for love

Why stop to think of whether
This little dream might fade?
We`ve put our hearts together
Now we are one, I’m not afraid

I’m in the mood for Your love
Simply because you’re near me
Funny, but when you’re near me
I’m in the mood for love

Love, love, love, love, love

Oh, You know
I’m in the mood for love
Simply because you’re near me
Funny, but when you’re near me
I’m in the mood for love

Oh, I’m in the mood for love

Ellegas – Na’ Que Pueda Hacer Lyrics (feat. Dobejr)

[Letra de “Na’ que pueda hacer” ft. Dobejr]

[Estribillo: Ellegas]
Ya no hay mas na’ que pueda hacer (ieeh)
Pa’ arreglar lo que he rompí de una vez
Otra vez (Oh no)

Ya no hay mas na’ que pueda hacer (ieeh)
Pa’ arreglar lo que he rompí de una vez
Otra vez (Oh no)

[Verso 1: Ellegas]
Yo no quería, pero sucedió
Ya no es la niña que me hizo dejar to’
Fumando hierba, bebiendo fleje alcohol
Ya ni me siento yo
Ya ni me siento yo

Voy pensando en ti y en aquel adiós
Tú corazón ya habló
De lado me dejó
El culpable fui yo
El culpable fui yo

[Estribillo: Ellegas]
Ya no hay mas na’ que pueda hacer (ieeh)
Pa’ arreglar lo que he rompí de una vez
Otra vez (Oh no)

Ya no hay mas na’ que pueda hacer (ieeh)
Pa’ arreglar lo que he rompí de una vez
Otra vez (Oh no)

[Verso 1: Dobejr]
Y ahora tú eres así conmigo (uohh uohh)
Cuando estuvimos en mi cama
Y yo pasé por el ombligo
Cuando solo soy tu amigo y mas na
Yo soy hijue’ puta que pasa de todo
Yo solo quiero fumar y beber
Ella solo piensa que me olvidé
Y la otra pensando que soy un rey
Tú ya sabías que soy el rey

[Estribillo: Ellegas]
Ya no hay mas na’ que pueda hacer (ieeh)
Pa’ arreglar lo que he rompí de una vez
Otra vez (Oh no)

Ya no hay mas na’ que pueda hacer (ieeh)
Pa’ arreglar lo que he rompi de una vez
Otra vez (Oh no)

(Ya no hay mas na’)
(Que pueda hacer)
(Otra vez, otra vez)

Personalities – A Letter Of Departure Lyrics

I WANT OUT I WANT OUT

I HATE THE SKIN I WEAR
AND THE BONES THAT BEAR THIS WEIGHT
AND I DON’T THINK IT WILL EVER CHANGE

I WONDER IF I’LL EVER REALLY BE WHOLE AGAIN
AND I’M STRESSING MORE THAN EVER AT THE THOUGHT OF IT

I GIVE UP, I GIVE IN, I FORFEIT
I PUSHED AND I SHOVED
BUT WAS IT WORTH IT? IT WASN’T WORTH SHIT

TIME’S UP

I’M A JOKE, I’M A LIAR, I’M A FRAUD
BLAMING EVERYONE AROUND ME FOR
THE PROBLEMS THAT I’VE CAUSED
I’M AN ADDICT I’M THE REASON I’M ALONE
I’M AN ADDICT I’M THE REASON I’M ALONE
FOUND A METHOD TO AVOID WHAT’S CONFRONTING ME
AND I’D BE LYING IF I SAID IT WASN’T COMFORTING
I’VE FOUND IT HARD TO TELL THE TRUTH
IS THAT ANOTHER f**kING LINE YOU CAN MISCONSTRUE?

THE DARKEST HOLE IS THE ONE YOU DIG FOR YOURSELF
DEEPER WILL I DIG AND NEVER WILL I SETTLE
NO, NEVER I WILL SETTLE

SO BLEED ME DRY AND TELL ALL MY FRIENDS GOODBYE
I’LL BE AS SELFISH AS YOU THINK I AM
IF IT MEANS IT ENDS TONIGHT

BOTTLE’S DRY AND THE ‘SCRIPTS RUN OUT
I LAY HERE PANICKED, EYES DILATED, VOICES ALL AROUND
I’M NOT COMPLAINING, ‘CAUSE THE WORLD WEIGHS LESS
WHEN I CAN’T STAND
I’M JUST WISHING WHEN THEY FIND MY BODY
THAT THEY’D TRY THEIR BEST TO UNDERSTAND

I f**kING GAG AT THE THOUGHT AND MY STOMACH TURNS
I KNOW I’VE MADE SOME MISTAKES
BUT IS THIS WHAT I DESERVE?
I LAY HERE WRITHING IN THE GUILT OF A CRIME I WON’T COMMIT
AND WALLOW IN THE TORMENT OF THE EVERLASTING MOMENT
FEELS LIKE SPLINTERS IN MY SPINE, HOLLOW IN MY CHEST
I’VE MADE MY ATTEMPTS TO KEEP CLEAN, I’VE EVEN TRIED MY BEST
TAKE ME I’M BREAKING, THERE’S ONLY ONE WAY OUT
BEEN IN DENIAL BUT GOD, I SEE IT CLEARLY NOW

NO RIGHT OR WRONG, WHAT I HAVE OR HAVEN’T DONE
MY MIND PLAYS TRICKS ON ME, I’M RUNNING OUT OF OPTIONS
I CAN’T SAY I’M WORTH HELPING
I BOLDLY CLAIM THE SELF CONTROL SMOTHERED IN MY SUBSTANCE
AND THESE CRAVINGS THEY JUST WON’T LET ME GO
I’VE HAD MY MOMENTS OF CLARITY
AND I’VE REALIZED WHAT’S BEST FOR ME
BUT I IGNORE IT. I IGNORE IT

I HATE THE SKIN I WEAR
AND I KNOW THAT WON’T CHANGE
NO IT WON’T CHANGE
I NEVER WILL CHANGE
I’LL ALWAYS STAY THE SAME
‘CAUSE I WAS MEANT TO BE THIS WAY

SO BLEED ME DRY AND TELL ALL MY FRIENDS GOODBYE
I’LL BE AS SELFISH AS YOU THINK I AM
IF IT MEANS IT ENDS TONIGHT

Tito Fernandez – El Atrinque Lyrics

Ande m’hijo acérquese
Que fue lo que le dijo anoche a su hermana
Yo no entendí mucho, pero una palabra
P’a serle bien franco, no me gustó nada
De un tiempo a esta parte “usté” está muy macho
Se me va de farra con los amigazos
Y hasta me parece, m’hijo, que se le ha “olvidao”
Que aquí, en ésta casa, yo soy el que mando
Así es que el hijo de su hermana es “huacho”
Linda palabrita ¿no? cómo ha “progresao”
Antes cuando chico, me acuerdo, llegaba llorando
A buscar la falda de esa que ha “insultao”
Me parece m’hijo que hasta se le olvida
Que mamá murió cuando usted nacía
Y que fué su hermana la que no dormía
Pensando en la papa, de “usté”, al otro día
Aquí, en esta casa, no existe ni un huacho
Todos son mis hijos ¿me entendió? y no aguanto
Que un mocoso’e mierda, como “usté”, me venga
A insultar la reina que tengo en el rancho
Cierto que es soltera y que tiene un hijo
Pero si ahora es madre fué por que ella quiso
No como esas otras, que usted ha “conocío”
Que se hacen remedio pa’ perder el crío
Así es que no quiero nunca más oírlo
Diciendo algo feo o en contra del niño
Dios es nuestro padre, si falta cariño
Y ella es nuestra madre… bueno… porque yo lo digo
Así es que ahora vaya donde está su hermana
Le pide perdón y aquí no ha pasado nada
Mañana nos vamos con la tropa, lejos
Y hace falta un hombre, porque yo estoy viejo

Milli Major – Levels Lyrics (feat. Prez T, Bossman Birdie & Meridian Dan)

[Intro]
Thug life levels
Titles, potential
Ok like I said before
Continue this rhythm

[Verse 1]
There are many wall to no evil
Many walk to no Sunday
There are many walks to no star line
No late night sitting front seat
There are many things to the things I walk in
Walk with God on my side
If I ever told mother some of the things I’ve done
I swear on my life she would cry
Told my bro if I ever die can you give her a kiss goodbye
But until then the title is mine and my fam that’s bloodline
Them man had nobi I’m still waiting on come backs
Them man ain’t got no pot of chicks that will stuff
Food in there bum crack

[Hook]
Think you are with level with the team you better get a grip
You teach them how to dogify we teach them how to flip
Teach them how to whip get hit on the strip
Everyday we grinding no messing with the click
Think you are with level with the team you better get a grip
You teach them how to dogify we teach them how to flip
Teach them how to whip get hit on the strip
Everyday we grinding no messing with the click

[Verse 2]
Staying at home on the screen three and mean
I won’t keep them keen ok I never knew Skeen
I was to must them river out the sheep
Never just turned into a don i was a don since
I entered the scene I know expert troopers
And my nextdoor neighbor was a marine
You ain’t know what I mean wow you
Don’t know what I’m on stuff that not
I’m the monkeys if i get shifted or shot
I was the guy that forced river out the block
I mean I was the guy that forced river out the pound
Off prison tea can’t shout any louder

[Hook]
Think you are with level with the team you better get a grip
You teach them how to dogify we teach them how to flip
Teach them how to whip get hit on the strip
Everyday we grinding no messing with the click
Think you are with level with the team you better get a grip
You teach them how to dogify we teach them how to flip
Teach them how to whip get hit on the strip
Everyday we grinding no messing with the click

[Verse 3]
I think too much then I’m going to go crazy
I’m so wavy only the Lord can save me
This is the bloodline baby
I wanna make music daily
I’m gonna go everywhere music takes me
If you violate me I’m gonna mash everything
Down until that thing is gravy
I love when the young buck sink their levels
This war vets have more stripes than levels
I see you are rolling with the rebels
Don’t get gas with your one two pebbles
RP don’t steal and rob
One thing I’m not short of a bob
I make doe I do what I want
Trust me you can’t me to the squad

[Hook]
Think you are with level with the team you better get a grip
You teach them how to dogify we teach them how to flip
Teach them how to whip get hit on the strip
Everyday we grinding no messing with the click
Think you are with level with the team you better get a grip
You teach them how to dogify we teach them how to flip
Teach them how to whip get hit on the strip
Everyday we grinding no messing wit

Penx – Carmageddon Lyrics

[Zwrotka 1: Penx]
Chcą się wozić na chromach w złocie, no co ty kurwa?
Mieć platynę na ścianach, ale to kmioty kurwa
Każdy z nich walczy o tlen, na podwoziu neon
Chcą tu zapierdalać, gaszę zapał no i jadą w ciemno
Każdy chlor przejebie wszytko, tylko daj mu cynk
Każdy cieć chce miedź nie rad idzie w bar tu zalać ryj
Cofnij sobie typie każdy z nich, wie że się sprzedał
Patrz jak wiozą się na tablicach; Mendelejewa
Nikt się nie sprzeda, mało prawilnie? Kurwo pobudka
Kości rzucone, przez nas psy mają pusto w lodówkach
Ciekawie lecę, się skupia na mnie światło człeniu
Fajnie, patrz jak łatwo zostają w cieniu
Ostra jazda, mnie się w sumie tu dobrze żyje
Chcieli mnie tu pociąć śmiecie, skumaj ja ich potępiłem
Przepowiadam przyszłość, taaa, – pomyśl pojmiesz
Rozkurwiam maskę ci, biorę tłumik, kurwa, sorry spoiler
Drift za drift, zdrada, zdrada źle Ci chłopie?
Nie nazywaj ścierą jej skoro lecisz bokiem
Co ja mam zyskać prawda przykra jest, kminisz? Smutne?
Wolę zachować se dystans, niż siedzieć innym na dupie
Ale w sumie trochę ciężko jest się kurwa stale starać
Przez to z biegiem czasu nawet ręczny przestaje działać
Pedały to do gazu było chwila? – wbijam stul ryj
Nic dziwnego, ojciec mówił ci byś omijał dziury
Koleje losu, olej je gościu, bo świat jest chory
Miłość na siłę to nie sposób, siadły amory
Jadę to najebany – trudne to po pijaku
Ale takie plany, wypierdalam na czołówkę rapu
Muszę trzymać gardę, choć ręce opadają
Ludzie myślą wielcy są, bo ich mierzę swoją miarą
Mało palę w mieście, częściej w trasie jak jest czas
Jestem Michał, grassuje po nocach typie #Michael (K)Night
Nieustraszony, rozjebię wszytko, ty daj mi bit
Weź kurwa pomyśl, zanim pojedziesz ten tani kitt
Dobra wracam, pytasz o hejtów, na to sram
Mam ich wypierdalać? Nie! Jadę po nich #autobahn
Doktorat z punchy, taka diagnoza się zgadza czy nie?
Idę przez miasto w słuchawkach, kurwa se badam rynek
Chcę tu dach nad głową i pierdole jeździć cabrio
O włos od tragedii, szybcy wściekli, no i chuj z suszarką
Zderzam się z rzeczywistością dzień w dzień
Najebany bez poduszki spię na ziemi, jest źle
To ostatni dzwon, as w rękawie mam go w rękach
Tak bywa, zostawmy to #rozjebana karoseria
Mało jednak o mnie wiesz za za dużo myślisz
Myślisz, że tu dużo wiesz kurwa, jednak mało myślisz
Miałem parę zakrętów, chciałem to wyprostować przecież
Kilku typów zmiotłem w częściach no i pozostały świece

Shopping – Follow Me Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You’re watching me so closely
You’re watching me alone
You’re watching me so close now
Those eyes on me are as cold as stone

[Bridge]
(CCTV) Obsessed
(It’s living to me) Obsessed
(CCTV) Obsessed
(CCTV) Obsessed
(It’s living to me) Obsessed
(CCTV) Obsessed

[Verse 2]
I’m sure you have your reasons
I’ll keep them all in mind
I see you watch me leaving
All eyes on me, what did you think you’d find?

[Chorus]
Follow me, follow me
I’ll make it worth it
Follow me, follow me
Around now, now
Follow me, follow me
I’ll make it worth it
Follow me, follow me
Around now, now
Now, now

[Bridge]
(CCTV) Obsessed
(It’s living to me) Obsessed
(CCTV) Obsessed
(CCTV) Obsessed
(It’s living to me) Obsessed
(CCTV) Obsessed

[Verse 3]
You’re watching me so closely
I’m getting in your head
Another day goes slowly
You wish it was me watching you instead

[Chorus]
Follow me, follow me
I’ll make it worth it
Follow me, follow me
Around now, now
Follow me, follow me
I’ll make it worth it
Follow me, follow me
Around now, now, now
Now, now

[Outro]
Follow me, follow me
Follow me, follow me
Follow me, follow me
Follow me, follow me

Forgetters – Turn Away Lyrics

It was such a twisted road
That led me to your door
I still got all of those turns
Inside of me here
The patience of an axe
The sickness of the singer
Yellow finger circle the glass
I’m still not in it
But I still want for so much more
Than I got
And I still got so much more
Than I know how to use
Turn away my son
Turn away from
This house and all its limits
Turn away just once
Turn away from
The whites of all their lies
This is just a start
This is just the let
This is just the best
That we could get
This house is just a future place called home
I hope you keep it broken
The state of the walls
The rich and the poor
The light in the hall
It’s still broken
And I am not at home
With the liberal class
I don’t put my teeth in a jar
Just a…
Just a cup!
The way the liars rise
Upon the wings of their lies
The way it makes you feel small
The way your parents lie
Just as nice as they could
Turn away my son
Turn away from
This house and its white pickets
Turn away just once
Turn away from
The lies, the lies, the lies

Trockener Kecks – Hakken In Het Zand Lyrics

Ik lees het in haar ogen
Hoor het aan haar stem
En ik voel het
Voel het als ze langs me loopt

Geen spoor van wat ik zocht
Nee, ik schrik van wat ik vind
Eindigt alles op den duur
Zo verbijsterend goedkoop

Kijk eens om je heen
Waarom doen we elkaar dit aan?
Kijk eens goed om je heen
En vertel me

Als dit de prijs van het verlangen is
Liefde een gevangenis
De hakken in het zand
Wat is er aan de hand
Vertel me
Wat is er aan de hand

Jaloezie heeft de regie
Vecht zich een weg naar binnen
En valt onverwachts
Onverwachts van achter aan

We staan machteloos
Wraak trekt zijn agenda
Eindigt alles op den duur
Zo verbijsterend goedkoop

Kijk eens om je heen
Waarom doen we elkaar dit aan?
Kijk eens goed om je heen
En vertel me

Als dit de prijs van het verlangen is
Liefde een gevangenis
De hakken in het zand
Wat is er aan de hand
Vertel me
Wat is er aan de hand

Marlo – Good Dope Lyrics (feat. Gunna)

[Chorus: Marlo & Gunna]
Got a nigga stackin’ caps
I’m servin’ them bags, I run through ’em all dog
f**kin’ on your bitch when you call dog
You a bitch goin’ through a bitch call log
And the Hi-Tech red, that’s real raw
Take a sip of that lean, wash the pill down
He a gangster but a nigga still squeal now
f**k boy tell me how you still real now
I can hit Marlo, get ten pounds
Too late for you try to be real now
Soup truck coupe, switch lanes now
I pull up to the show Balmained down
Copycat try to have the same sound
Cooked up good dope, run the J’s out
Pull up with a stick, put a bullet in his mouth
Never cashin’ in, took the cash route

[Verse 1: Marlo]
And them sold out dates got a nigga back in they bag
You reach for the cash and I bust at your ass
And I was just sippin’ on Act
Got a bustdown cuban link choker, mink gotta match
Bitch say she wanna f**k me, no strings attached
And I was gettin’ fresh just to work in the trap
When the trap came, nigga got work in the map
And don’t talk on phones, nigga workin’ that tap

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Niggas owe the mob, better pay they tab
Whole lot of money, gotta keep my strap
Tried to stop sippin’ syrup but a nigga relapsed
Bangin’ my gang like a motherf**kin’ frat
I don’t love a ho, I can never get attached
Gave your ass a loan and you better bring it back
Push up on your ho, she was lookin’ like a snack
Niggas play tough ’til a nigga get whacked
All the coupes fast, nigga might as well drag
Hundred thousand cash in the Goyard bag
Pull up in your hood nigga, I don’t need a pass
All blue hundreds, got these f**k niggas mad
Robbed a lil nigga, ain’t have to use mags
Two-hundred twenty, nigga had to do the dash
Killin’ all you bullies, think you bad to the bad
Marlo countin’ Coogi with two hundred on the dash

[Chorus: Marlo & Gunna]
Got a nigga stackin’ caps
I’m servin’ them bags, I run through ’em all dog
f**kin’ on your bitch when you call dog
You a bitch goin’ through a bitch call log
And the Hi-Tech red, that’s real raw
Take a sip of that lean, wash the pill down
He a gangster but a nigga still squeal now
f**k boy tell me how you still real now
I can hit Marlo, get ten pounds
Too late for you try to be real now
Soup truck coupe, switch lanes now
I pull up to the show Balmained down
Copycat try to have the same sound
Cooked up good dope, run the J’s out
Pull up with a stick, put a bullet in his mouth
Never cashin’ in, took the cash route

Pimf – Intro Lyrics

[Intro]
“If you ain’t got a dream, you ain’t got nothing”
Der Junge aus Hofgeismar, Kleinstadt bei Kassel
Da wo du geboren wirst und lebst bist du irgendwann studierst
Und eines Tages hörst du was von mir, ich schwör’s dir

[Part 1]
Hallo, ist hier vielleicht einer der mich kennt?
Ich bin Jonas und den meisten bin ich fremd
Muss ich auf die Bühne kack ich mir ins Hemd
Aber nehm dich mit nach Hause als mein’ allergrößten Fan
Open your mind, auch wenn es etwas melodischer wird
Bin ich komplett Deutschrap sozialisiert
Bei den Beatfabrik-Tapes war ich fast noch ein Kind
Und sie nannten mich Pimf
Rap ist meine Schwester, ich scheiß auf Inzest
Bin offen für den Sound, solange was drin steckt
Dem Radio taugt oder eher dem Index
Ich seh’nich so aus, aber ja, ich bin Rap, holla!
Mehr Rap als “Ich f*cke dich”
Und mehr als depressiver Hip-Hop aus der Mittelschicht
Für all die Rap-Fans und für all die Hipster-Kids
Das hier is’ für dich

[Outro/Scratches]
Hallo, ich bin Jonas!
Der Junge aus Hofgeismar
Eines Tages hörst du was von mir
Hallo, ich bin Jonas!
Der Junge aus Hofgeismar
Eines Tages hörst du was von mir
Hallo, ich bin Jonas!
Hallo, ich bin Jonas!
Hallo, ich bin Jonas!
Hallo, ich bin Jonas!
Hallo, ich bin Jonas!

Daphne Willis – Love And Hate Lyrics

Well I put my foot down
And finally hit ground
That didn’t give beneath the weight

I put my shirt on
The curtains drawn
Wonderin’ how long this would take

Cuz it’s not as simple as love and hate
Now I’ve wasted so much not knowin’ that and I’m runnin’ late

Well I drive my car fast
Just tryin’ to get past, This traffic, but it ain’t no use

Now all these lights flash
Red, give it less gas, But my break pedal’s loose

Well sometimes I miss you, Sometimes I don’t
And sometimes I’ll admit that, And sometimes I won’t

Now isn’t it strange, to find, That end point in your mind?
And all of this change, defined, The way I got to leaving you behind

Love is so blind, For me, a different kind, Of not being able to see
What have you done here? What have you done dear? No more what you’re doin’ to me

Cuz it’s not as simple as love and hate
Now I’ve wasted so much not knowin’ that and I’m running late
Yeah, I’ve wasted so much time and I’m running late

Tim Chadwick – Dreamer Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You see a blank canvas, I see a masterpiece
You tear the pages I’ve written, and the story I’ve been given
And I that don’t make sense to me

[Chorus]
When I’m a dreamer, it don’t mean I’m wrong
Quit calling me ‘dreamer’, it don’t mean I’m wrong
If I don’t want to wake up
I don’t want to wake up
I don’t want to wake up, up

[Verse 2]
You see divides in the road, I see divides in our hearts
Then discontent is a given, and a stone it is written
And I won’t be a part no more

We’re not the same, but we come from the same place

[Chorus]
Yeah I don’t want to wake up
If I don’t want to wake up
I don’t want to wake up

It ain’t living,if I’m living, if I’m living
For someone else’s, someone else’s dream
Oh it ain’t living, if I’m giving
For someone else’s, someone else’s dream

[Chorus]
Call me a dreamer, it don’t mean I’m wrong
Your calling me ‘dreamer’, it don’t mean I’m wrong
If I don’t want to wake up
If I don’t want to wake up
I don’t want to wake up
I don’t want to wake up

Jt The Bigga Figga – Bay Area Playaz Lyrics

[Intro]
Ay, what’s up, man?
To all my Bay Area muthaf**kin’ playas, mayne
I wanna send a shout out and just say ‘one love’ to all y’all, mayne
Keep pimpin’ a hoe
Nevertheless, though, it’s that JD muthaf**ka comin’ strictly outta Fillmoe, mayne
And y’all gon’ love me when I drop this new shit
I’m still milking y’all like cereal, nigga, E.N.E.S.E.A.T

[Verse 1: Seff tha Gaffla]
Financial status for Seff is looking slim
Should I grab the sack, post up over by the gym?
Every day that I maintain, evil thoughts pollute my brain
Should I grab the mic or should I go and grab the ‘caine?
True to the game, so many know of my authority
Straight up out the left, it’s Get Low Playaz less Priority
San Francisco, Cali, FilthyMoe, that is my area
Tryna gain some stripes with the strike and I’ma bury ya

[Verse 2: Ant D.O.G.]
Now I’ve been f**kin’ around with these Bay Area players for quite some time
That nigga peepin’ the game, about my fetti, and I ain’t getting bigger
In the industry, they’ll remember when I spark
Ant D.O.G. in your deck while you chillin’ at the park
Ain’t it wasn’t no lying the way I defined a hustler
A nigga that’s deep on game, Northern Bay ballin’ bubbler
Ain’t it a shame how their game stay the same
Along with these real niggas ’cause only them fakers change

[Verse 3: Ray Luv]
Define me as a hustler, mayne, young nigga in the game
Selling better than cocaine, I put that on my family name
Other players did the same
Made some mail, ghetto fame
Wanna plea, who’s to blame? Now they found ain’t nothing changed
Niggas out to flip it quick ’cause ain’t no time just to kick it
If she can’t make them riches, y’all best shake them bitches
Hustle cash, dividends, buy that house you living in
Young Ray Luv, LC and Bay Area player ’til the end, nigga

[Verse 4: Pizzo]
Well, if you did not know, the Heatman’s gon’ wreck shop
Keep on dropping this until I get all my props
From the East O, Killa Cali, where dope fiends will rock you
And leave you shot in the alley, ’cause ain’t no time to play
In the vicinity of the Bay
Area playas and Pizzo smoke nothing but indo stuffed in a green leaf Vega
Comin’ out the Bay, we got those players and those player haters, biatch

[Verse 5: Mac Mall]
Night and day, I think about money to make
Pimp shit raps and mac beat breaks
Daytons and Vogues, scandalous hoes
Bitches when they see me getting freaky at shows
Young niggas like myself getting major paid
P.H.’n ass bustas with their scandalous ways
Messy muthaf**kas spreading rumors
And them punk police that be lovin’ to do ya
I wonder why they wanna shut me down
Jealousy is like a doozy running through my town
You could bet your life that a sucker gon’ save her
How can you say you got game and you be hatin’ a player?

[Verse 6: JT the Bigga Figga]
Straps on top of straps to get your money on
Overcoming obstacles so we could carry on
Game tight when things get hectic
Coming up so fast, so unexpected

[Verse 7: Trev G]
In Fillmore, Cali, we maneuver to pursue the top notch status
Which consist of living lavish, it’s some suckers and some savages
The savages is having it, establisihing their paper
From slanging crack to pulling jacks and even major capers
No one’s catching the vapors
Came up in the game and flipped some thangs
And dissed you player haters who can’t maintain but still they claim
They top notch, equivalent to highest?
Yo, Trev the G from the KLP is among the nation’s finest

[Verse 8: The Delinquents]
Delinquents, outta control, going nation
Predicted by radio station but destined to be the shit on compilation
You gots to be about your scrilla, but niggas ain’t never came realer
Than them dank or die killers
And the niggas in the Bay, they feel us
Simp ass pimp on a punk ass bitch
Quick to shelter two hoe shit
Heater light your ass like BIC
Then take your broads ’cause it’s the shit
It’s Delin-Q-U-E-N-T, we’re flossing major
It’s the East Oakland flavor, kicking it with Get Low Playaz

[Verse 9: Master P]
Well, it’s that TRU player Master P
Kickin’ it in Fillmoe with that young nigga JT
I’m from the Rich, got the town
Where them niggas smoke weed and get danked out
They gets mad ’cause I’m rich and famous
Riding on Daynas but P’s still a f**kin’ gangsta
Cuttin’ up ki’s in the kitchen
Counting riches, and f**kin’ bitches

[Verse 11: JT the Bigga Figga]
Elevate after I meditate, now watch you get blazed
Contemplated ’bout my scrilla so I had to paid
It don’t matter, so get to the spot and I might get wit’cha
Get ’em up from the back, I’m the one with the sack
So take that f**kin’ picture
So I can hit ya, millimeter-meter, you know they won’t stop playin’
Mini-Mac 10, you might not wanna take that ride because they ready to lay ya
Because these niggas from the Bay don’t play
We gots to get our paper each and every f**kin’ day

[Verse 12: Black C]
See, it’s the nigga with the gat blastin’, checking cash in
But right now a nigga flashin’
Thinkin’ about them bustas, hoe trusters, infiltrators
Mack killer player haters
See, I got that Glock that go pop when a nigga like blast, nigga
My shit hit like the muthaf**kin’ Task, nigga
Ask my homie JT
Can you fade me when a nigga like workin’ with .380?

[Verse 13: JT the Bigga Figga]
Kickin’ up the dust but on the daily I bust
Whenever the microphone disperses, we game tight with verses
Rehearse this for factors, dispose of these jackers
These hard times, these actors
Chapters to make me smack the
Checks break necks and run in the ‘jects, pack TECs
And cover their bets, no sweats
And rippin’ the sets now best
You can get yourself together, whatever
‘Cause players in the Bay, we stick together on a muthaf**kin’ daily
Biatch!

Shopping – Lies Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Don’t waste yourself
On somebody else
Push comes to shove
You gotta see it

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Reinvention
Dispossession
As a weapon

[Chorus]
I don’t need, I don’t need all of these questions
I’m telling you, I’m telling you no lies
I don’t know, I don’t know where you’ll be leading me
But I can see, I see it in your eyes

[Post-Chorus]
Check it
Leave it
Check it, leave it all behind
Check it
Leave it
I will believe it when I see it

[Verse 2]
Don’t get yourself
You’re somebody else
[?] to be
When will you see it?

[Pre-Chorus]
All attention
Keep hoping
And dreaming

[Chorus]
I don’t need, I don’t need all of these questions
I’m telling you, I’m telling you no lies
I don’t know, I don’t know where you’ll be leading me
But I can see, I see it in your eyes

[Post-Chorus]
Check it
Leave it
Check it, leave it all behind
Check it
Leave it
I will believe it when I see it

Forgetters – O Deadly Death Lyrics

“‘Moo-hoo-hoo-ha-ha-ha,’ came the long, hollow, sepulchral sound of triumphant Dr. Sax’s profound and hidden laughter […] in the excruciatingly exciting dark shadows of Saturday Night”
O deadly death
I laid down long for you
I hold my breath
In darkened rooms
And no one shows
Me how to live
Quite like the threat
O deadly death
O razor thrills
You sing my arms to life
O parent pills
I’m too alive
And no one knows
How good it feels
To come so close
To one surreal
To come so close
When I get low
You can’t forget
There’s always you
There’s always one thing left
There’s always death
O lovely life
I think I know your worth
For one hundred nights
You’ve done your worst
You’ve let me know
The awful thirst
Along your blade
On loose red come
I found my way
I found my way
I found my way
I found my way

Tim Chadwick – Never Wanted You Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Going back on my school days
Nobody’s gonna play fair
Never thought i could be misguided [?]
Didn’t think, that’s my lesson right there

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t go running up the heels of someone half there
And what you trying to prove
You can’t pin, pin down the air

[Chorus]
So then i told myself that I
And then convinced myself that I
Never wanted you anyway way way
Never wanted you anyway way way way

[Verse 2]
Looking back on my early days
Ah ah ah
Just full of bright ideas
Ah ah ah
Never thought i could be so naive
Growing up, it’s never part of our deal

[Pre-Chorus]
Dont go chasing the road
What kinda love, kinda love
Well what are you doing, what were the hell were you thinking of
What were you thinking of, what were you thinking

[Chorus]
So I told myself
Well then convinced myself
Oh
I never wanted you anyway way way
I never wanted you anyway way way
I never wanted you I
I never wanted you I
I never wanted you I
I never wanted you I
I never wanted you anyway way way

Now break it down for you ‘cus
I’ll break it down for you
I know you let it complicate it
Don’t need to, explain it
I know now, I know you let it complicate it
No need to, debate it
I know now, I know you let it complicate it
No need to, explain it
I know now, I know you let it complicate it
No need to, explain it
I’ll explain it

[Chorus]
I never wanted you anyway way way
I never wanted you anyway way way
I never wanted you I
I never wanted you I
I never wanted you I
I never wanted you anyway way way
I never wanted you anyway

Trockener Kecks – Winnaars, Verliezers Lyrics

Weet je nog wel
Gemakkelijke Mirjam
Ze was de schande van de buurt
Maar die lange zomeravond
Prinses van onze straat
Dromenovertreffend dichterbij
Maar wat moest je zeggen
Hoe moest je zijn
Hoe kregen die anderen
Het toch altijd voor elkaar
Dromen bleven dromen
Snel naar huis, het is al laat
Dat was lachen

Weet je nog wel
Het eeuwigdurend proefwerk
Richard bepaald geen nummer een
Maar iedereen lachte
Omdat hij erom lachte
Hij trok zich er werkelijk niets van aan
Dus iedereen schrok
Toen het nieuws werd gebracht
Niemand had gedacht
Dat richard ooit zoiets zou doen
We zwegen allemaal
Met precies dezelfde woorden
Dat was lachen

Weet je nog wel
Altijd op de stoep
Rammelend aan weer een dichte deur
Buitengesloten
Het feest in volle gang
De schaduw van de allerlaatste dans
Hongerig naar alles
Wat lang op zich liet wachten
Hongerig naar alles
Je wist dat het bestond
Winnaars en verliezers
Nog voor het goed en wel begon
Dat was lachen

Marlo – Shot Caller Lyrics (feat. Offset & YFN Lucci)

[Intro: Marlo]
I was sittin’ in the trenches with my niggas
And I know them niggas gon’ ride until the wheels fall off ’cause them my dogs
And I’ll knock one of y’all niggas off about my dog
So when you see them in the street know them my dogs
Ride ’til the wheels fall off (ride ’til the wheels fall off)

[Chorus: Marlo]
I was sittin’ in the trenches with my niggas
And I know them niggas gon’ ride until the wheels fall off ’cause them my dogs
And I’ll knock one of y’all niggas off about my dog
So when you see them in the street know them my dogs
Ain’t playin’ with these niggas, we shot callin’
Big ballin’, nigga we ball like Spalding
We ain’t playin’ with no opps, we straight off ’em
And a nigga get straight to the business
I ran up a milly off a pretty penny
And I dropped down to my knees and thanked God we really winnin’
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

[Verse 1: Marlo]
PFK be the realest, no switching up
And I ain’t need no lucky charm ’cause I had luck
Really slapped mine on these niggas, I’m havin’ that fetty
We don’t do no drive-by, nigga we walk up and get it
If Thug send the word, he know I’ma go and get it, yeah
Sellin’ them bags of midget
Bro I’m sellin’ that gas, no really, yeah
And Melly sittin’ in them trenches
I pull up the Bentley, right in the trenches
I told him straight up that he the realest
And he the realest, I really did it
I sold a thousand pounds of midget in the kitchen
I really did it, yeah

[Chorus: Marlo]
I was sittin’ in the trenches with my niggas
And I know them niggas gon’ ride until the wheels fall off ’cause them my dogs
And I’ll knock one of y’all niggas off about my dog
So when you see them in the street know them my dogs
Ain’t playin’ with these niggas, we shot callin’
Big ballin’, nigga we ball like Spalding
We ain’t playin’ with no opps, we straight off ’em
And a nigga get straight to the business
I ran up a milly off a pretty penny
And I dropped down to my knees and thanked God we really winnin’
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Offset]
Gang authentic (gang)
Head of my gang, lieutenant (hey)
Straight from the Nawf, tryna get it (Nawf)
Three young niggas, yeah we winnin’ (woo, woo)
Remember when the back end wasn’t that big but a nigga had to split it (we had to split it)
Murk in the feds, got caught with a SIG and it cost two-fifty (quarter ticket)
Ain’t no switchin’
Them my dogs, they bite, they vicious (urr, urr)
Private jet with the revolver, stay on my pivot (bah bah bah)
Pray to God ’cause I can’t get caught with this pistol (no)
Big boy missiles (missiles)
Niggas trained to kill when I whistle (hey)

[Verse 3: YFN Lucci]
Big ball, big ballin’
I’ma big dog, lil doggy
Your bitch can’t keep her lips off me
I just can’t see myself fallin’
Can’t see myself fallin’
I’ma ball like I’m James Harden
Ball like my name Jordan
Balmain jeans on me
Uh, I’ma put some change on me
You ain’t gon’ never see where it came from
You ain’t gon’ never say where I can’t come
You ain’t gon’ never ever flame nothin’
Uh, I’ma be the same one
I ain’t gon’ never ever change nothin’
I ain’t gon’ never give the game up
We won’t let the money change us

[Chorus: Marlo]
I was sittin’ in the trenches with my niggas
And I know them niggas gon’ ride until the wheels fall off ’cause them my dogs
And I’ll knock one of y’all niggas off about my dog
So when you see them in the street know them my dogs
Ain’t playin’ with these niggas, we shot callin’
Big ballin’, nigga we ball like Spalding
We ain’t playin’ with no opps, we straight off ’em
And a nigga get straight to the business
I ran up a milly off a pretty penny
And I dropped down to my knees and thanked God we really winnin’
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Pimf – Auf Achse Lyrics

[Intro]
Ich bin auf Achse
Ich bin auf Achse

[Part 1]
Ich steh’ meistens viel zu spät auf, guck, den Bart lass ich stehen
Ich schaff’ es gerade noch mir morgens meine Haare zu gelen
Hetz’ mich runter an den Bahnhof, pumpe “Drama Konkret”
Auf dem Weg, und komme pünktlich, doch die Bahn ist zu spät
Ich schaff’ es gerade noch am Abend meinen Vater zu sehen
Dabei versuch’ ich schon seit drei Wochen den Rasen zu mähen
Jeden tag unterwegs, geh an die Arbeit und nehm’
Meine Texte solange auf bis man mir sagt: Ist ok
Ich komme meistens nur nach hause um mich schlafen zu legen
Oder um abends im Keller noch mit paar Bars zu erzählen
Was ich gerade erlebe und wie Fassaden sich legen
Wenn ich Menschen kennenlerne, die mich seit Jahren umgeben
Auf meinen Kopfhörern, wenn ich müde in meinem Bus sitz’
Oder nachts, wenn ich nicht weiß, wann Schluss ist
Und morgens aus dem Bett fall’, mit Kater im Gepäck
An die Arbeit stepp’, dennoch ist dieser Tag so perfekt

[Hook]
Ich bin auf Achse
Ob zu Fuß, in der Karre, in der Bahn
Und im Flur auf Matratzen find’ ich Schlaf
Ich bin auf Achse
Die Stärke ist die Ruhe, die ich hab’
Doch die Stille macht mich irgendwie nicht satt
Ich bin auf Achse
Begleitet von dem Stress, der mich treibt
Zweifel an mir selbst, keine Zeit
Ich bin auf Achse
Die Stärke ist die Ruhe, die ich hab’
Doch die Stille macht mich irgendwie nicht satt

[Part 2]
Ich schlafe nur mit der Glotze ein
Denn ist es still schießen Fragen in meinen Kopf hinein
Auf die ich keine Antwort weiß, die mich bedrücken
Deswegen hat die Message in meinen texten oft Lücken
Ich male unsere Namen in die beschlagenen Fensterscheiben
Ich seh uns lieben, seh uns küssen und Händchen halten
Ich seh die Blicke der anderen Menschen auf uns
An dich zu denken ist dumm, nicht zu denken ist Kunst
Ich verbringe täglich mindestens ‘ne Stunde im Zug
Und die Zeit heutzutage geht vor die Hunde im Flug
Ich hab noch so viel zu tun und hänge dauerhaft am Telefon
Doch kann nicht meckern, weil ich in ‘ner schönen Gegend wohn’
Lebensfroh, bereit, die Welt zu entdecken
Dinge probieren, die nicht schmecken und die Eltern verletzen
Ich hab so viele Termine und Notizen im Heft
Ich bin beschäftigt, deshalb beschäftigt mich nichts

[Bridge] x4
Ich bin auf Achse

[Hook]
Ich bin auf Achse
Ob zu Fuß, in der Karre, in der Bahn
Und im Flur auf Matratzen find’ ich Schlaf
Ich bin auf Achse
Die Stärke ist die Ruhe, die ich hab’
Doch die Stille macht mich irgendwie nicht satt
Ich bin auf Achse
Begleitet von dem Stress, der mich treibt
Zweifel an mir selbst, keine Zeit
Ich bin auf Achse
Die Stärke ist die Ruhe, die ich hab’
Doch die Stille macht mich irgendwie nicht satt

Ajj – Kokopelli Face Tattoo Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I was a sexy little viper rune
In the corner of a King Tut tomb
When the hate train started
Goin’ “Choo-choo”

I was a rat on a burnin’ ship
And when we sunk, our fire got put out
It was just like the great plague
Just like the birth of underwear

[Chorus]
Hey dude, I hate everything you do
But I’m trying really hard to not hate you
Hating you won’t make you suck any less

[Verse 2]
I was a wheel in a war machine
Now I’m a toilet in a restaurant
Somebody’s gotta do it
I know my place

I was a baby-killin’ Cadillac
Now I’m a drug induced heart attack
Somebody’s gotta do it
I know my place

[Chorus]
Hey dude, I hate everything you do
But I’m trying really hard to not hate you
Hating you won’t make you suck any less

[Bridge]
Have you ever wanted to be
Have you ever wanted to see
Someone better
In the mirror?

Have you ever wanted to go
Have you ever wanted to know
Somewhere greener?
Somewhere cleaner?

I bet you’ve got somethin’ beautiful in mind

[Verse 3]
They’re gonna beat me till I’m black and blue
Give me a Kokopelli face tattoo
And I’ll tell you a secret
“Kreuz” is German for “Williams”

In the blood cult of the misled youth
I’ve got a bad case of the yellow flashlight blues
Let me tell you some weird shit
There’s gonna be a big old Civil War inside my house tonight

[Chorus]
Hey dude, I hate everything you do
But I’m trying really hard to not hate you ’cause
Hating you won’t make you suck any less
And hating you won’t make me suck any less
Hating you won’t make you suck any less

Trockener Kecks – Geen Kaart, Geen Plan, Geen Gids Lyrics

In de dagen dat het begon
Levenslang geleden
Dagen dat we ons verveelden
Met de gedachte die speelde
Dat we dachten dat het beter kon

In de dagen dat het begon
De wereld tegenover
Vrolijk en verbeten
Tegen beter weten
Want we wisten dat het beter kon

Het is zo ver weg

De dagen dat het begon
Een levenslang verleden
Wankelend naar vandaag
En geen kaart, geen plan, geen gids
Die ons vertelt waarheen

Het is nauwelijks te begrijpen
Maar alles wat we deden
Leek zo belangrijk toen
Het is nauwelijks te begrijpen

Het is zo ver weg

En de herinnering
Maakt de afstand almaar groter
Verwijdert je
Van waar het ooit begon
En geen kaart, geen plan, geen gids
Die ons vertelt waarheen
Het is zo ver weg

JoJo – Man Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
You know me I just don’t stop
I’ve been down but I’m back up
Know they all had a little crush
Now they all want a little love

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been gettin’ comfortable
On my own shit
Loving It
I can’t handle it
So if I’m gonna love someone

[Chorus]
Well
Damn, I’m gonna need a fucking man
Someone to want me like a faith
I need somebody who can love me like I love me
Love me like I can, yeah
Damn, I’m gonna need a fucking man
You ruffle me like [?]
I need somebody who can love me like I love me
Love me like I can

[Verse 2]
I’ve been looking but he’s so [?]
Yeah I know that he up there
Who won’t step up to the play, yeah
Cause I ain’t nobody game, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been gettin’ comfortable
On my own shit
Loving It
I can handle it, yeah
So if I’m gonna love someone

[Chorus]
Well
Damn, I’m gonna need a fucking man
Someone to want me like a faith
I need somebody who can love me like I love me
Love me like I can, yeah
Damn, I’m gonna need a fucking man
You ruffle me like [?]
I need somebody who can love me like I love me
Love me like I can

[Bridge]
This is only for man
You gonna love me like I love me
Love me like I can
(Who gonna love me like I can)

[Chorus]
Well
Damn, I’m gonna need a fucking man
Someone to want me like a faith
I need somebody who can love me like I love me
Love me like I can, yeah
Damn, I’m gonna need a fucking man
You ruffle me like [?]
I need somebody who can love me like I love me
Love me like I can, yeah

[Outro]
Love me like I love me
Love me like I can, yeah

Juice WRLD – Impatient Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
G Money, we finna get a lot of fucking money, bro
Man, I remember ramen
I just went to Japan to get some ramen
The fuck?

[Chorus]
Uh, I remember trap houses, bandos with the lean cars
Now I’m in a mansion, she do coke off my key card
Bitches be like “He hard”, niggas they be hatin’
Tell ’em stick to they day job, I’m getting impatient
I remember trap houses, bandos with the key cards
Now I’m in the mansion, they do coke off my key card
Bitches be like “He hard”, niggas they be hatin’
Tell ’em stick to they day job, I’m getting impatient

[Bridge]
I’m a young Ozzy Osbourne listening
VVS wrist glistening ass nigga (Uh)
Rich ass nigga
I’m a young Ozzy Osbourne listening
VVS wrist glistening ass nigga
Old rich ass nigga, yeah
Hm, yeah
I’m Billy Idol with that rebel yell
Oh-oh, uh-uh
Uh

[Verse]
Check the time, different time zones
Money on my mind, call the carrier to my phone
It’s traveling time, I’m going to Japan
I need to make sure my receptions fine, yeah
But besides that, I’m alright
I’m kinda getting sick and tired of these long flights
But it’s all for a good cause, uh-huh
I guess it cost to be the boss, uh-huh, uh
My pocket looks a lot like a morgue
Shit, I know what I signed up for
Uh, my pocket looks a lot like a morgue
So do my drawers, uh
I know what I signed up for
I ain’t talk to my mom in a week, I been busy
I feel bad, ’cause it feels like we barely speak
I ain’t talk to my aunt in a month, I feel bad
I was too busy recording music, smoking fat blunts
Let it all, let it all sink in at once
‘Cause it’s always fun and games, until you become the pun
Until you become the one, on the news with the OD
On the news with a nosebleed, from the cocaine you bought last week
Heroin stains in the sheets
When you try to put the pain all to peace
But instead you fell into pieces over a Hollywood dream
Heroin stains in the sheets
Try to turn pain into peace
But you fell into pieces
But at least you can say you used to be in

[Chorus]
Trap houses, bandos with the lean cars
Now you in a mansion doing coke off a key card
Bitches be like “He hard”, niggas they be hatin’
Tell ’em stick to they day job, before you get impatient
Trap house and the bandos, you was using the lean cars
Now you got a mansion, doing coke off yo’ key card
Bitches be like “You hard”, niggas they be hatin’
Better stick to they day job, you gon’ get impatient
Just watch