Akala – Bullshit Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
They rob the third world of every cent
Now that’s bullshit
Now you got third world debt
Now that’s bullshit
You get your cheque there’s never nothing left
Now that’s bullshit
Then you pay tax on what you spend
Now that’s bullshit
Then you even gotta pay tax on your pension
(Now that’s bullshit)
They still wanna take your inheritance
(Now that’s bullshit)
English kids rappin’ American
Now that’s bullshit
The war is bullshit, It’s all bullshit
Extending the congestion charge
(Now that’s bullshit)
Never fucking nowhere to park
(Now that’s bullshit)
Most of what you learn in class
Now that’s bullshit
Especially regarding the past
Now that’s bullshit
Men beating up on their spouse
(Now that’s bullshit)
Rockin’ jewels but you ain’t got a house
(Now that’s bullshit)
Every single syllable that come out your mouth
(Now that’s bullshit)
(The war is bullshit
It’s all bullshit)

[Hook]
(Bullshit)
Politicians talk never do shit
(It’s bullshit)
All of what they feed us in the news
(It is bullshit)
Plus what they teach us in the schools
(It is bullshit)
The war is bullshit, It’s all bullshit
(Bullshit)
Politicians talk never do shit
(It’s bullshit)
All of what they feed us in the news
(It is bullshit)
Plus what they teach us in the schools
(It is bullshit)
(The war is bullshit, It’s all bullshit)

[Verse 2]
Pull me over 5 times in a day
Now that’s bullshit
And I got attitude if I have something to say
(Now that’s bullshit)
The wage MPs get paid
(Now that’s bullshit)
They won’t give firefighters a raise
Now that’s bullshit

Football fans monkey sounds
(Now that’s bullshit)
Black players that didn’t speak out
(Now that’s bullshit)
White players that didn’t speak out
Now that’s bullshit
The war is bullshit, It’s all bullshit

Places where kids can’t eat
Now that’s bullshit
But AK47s are free
Now that’s bullshit
Here you go fight for me
Now that’s bullshit
And I’ll take the minerals please
Now that’s bullshit
Traffic wardens getting commission
Now that’s bullshit
The motherfuckin weather in Britain
Now that’s bullshit
All them weak raps that your spittin
(Now that’s bullshit)
The war is bullshit, It’s all bullshit

[Hook]
(Bullshit)
Politicians talk never do shit
(It’s bullshit)
All of what they feed us in the news
(It is bullshit)
Plus what they teach us in the schools
(It is bullshit)
(The war is bullshit, It’s all bullshit)

(Bullshit)
Politicians talk never do shit
(It’s bullshit)
All of what they feed us in the news
(It is bullshit)
Plus what they teach us in the schools
(It is bullshit)
(The war is bullshit, It’s all bullshit)

[Verse 3]
AIDS comes from Africans fuckin a monkey
(Now that’s bullshit)
Farrakhan banned from the country
Now that’s bullshit
Rapists come here and it’s lovely
(Now that’s bullshit)
What the fuck is wrong with our government?
(Now that’s bullshit)

Pedophiles get light sentence
(Now that’s bullshit)
Ask yourself why they defend them
(Now that’s bullshit)
Broke niggas flossing with benzes
(Now that’s bullshit, the world is bullshit
It’s all bullshit)
We invaded Iraq cause we were checking
(That’s bullshit)
If they had weapons we would have kept stepping
(Bullshit)
Saddam would have bus it with no question
No bullshit
Pretty much every rap record
Now that’s bullshit
Black boys killing each other
Now that’s bullshit
Especially cause it’s over nothing
(Now that’s bullshit)
I rep my ends and I’m thuggin’
(Now that’s bullshit)
Look at what we do to our mothers
(Now that’s bullshit)

[Hook]
(Bullshit)
Politicians talk never do shit
(It’s bullshit)
All of what they feed us in the news
(It is bullshit)
Plus what they teach us in the schools
(It is bullshit)
(The war is bullshit)
(It’s all bullshit)
(Bullshit)
Politicians talk never do shit
(It’s bullshit)
All of what they feed us in the news
(It is bullshit)
Plus what they teach us in the schools
(It is bullshit)
(The war is bullshit, It’s all bullshit
BULLSHIT)

(That’s bullshit)

Ajj – We Shall All Die Alone Someday Lyrics

Bad things happen everyday
Cancer and murder, and herpes and AIDS
We’ll all die alone someday
I hope we don’t die alone

And our vices make it bearable enough
To know our lives should’ve been to not give a f**k
They make it bearable enough to help us on our way

But still it feels nice to feel alive
To try to find a house or home or some place to thrive
It feels great to be alive
Except for all those times you feel dead

And how do we maintain our buoyancy
In this salty lake of shit, tears, and murder and disease
How do we keep ourselves afloat?
In all this sad stuff

I’ve gotta know the answers
I’ve gotta know it now
And I need the answers, I have to know how
We’ll all die alone someday
I hope we don’t die alone

Trevor Moore – The Ballad Of Billy John Lyrics

Billy John was a simple man
Worked in the fields most his life
Provided for his wife and kids
And left his dreams on the side

One day when the kids left home
Well he picked up his guitar
It had been a while but his fingers still
Knew how to reach the heart

Played a song about life and love
His hopes and regrets
Then with a little prodding from the Missus
He put it on the internet

When the views started pourin’ in
Tears of joy started to fall
Then they scrolled to the comments section
And this is what they saw

Eat a bag of shit, cuntface
Go and blow your f**king dad
This shit just raped my ears
Never heard nothing so bad
I hope you f**king die
And I hope you get AIDS
You should just kill yourself
You’re a fag, L.O.L gay

Billy John’s wife watched her husband
As he shrugged and tried to smile
He put his guitar away
And stopped and stared at it for a while

She knew he felt like a fool
And he’d never play again
So she turned on her webcam
And let her message begin

She said, “The man you’ve hurt tonight
I’ve watched for 35 years
He’s got a kind and gentle soul
And thanks to you, that soul’s in tears

And the people said
“Shut the f**k up fatty
Show us your tits
1/10, I wouldn’t bang
I bet she’d try to eat your dick
You should go get sterilized
So that you can’t have kids”
Then they photoshopped a bunch of pictures
Of her covered in jizz

Well the video went viral
57 million hits
Billy John’s wife became a meme
On the internet

They played the clip on CNN
And read tweets about her weight
‘Cause I guess that’s the sorta thing
That the news does nowadays

Billy John and his wife did nothing wrong
And they weren’t dumb
They just hadn’t paid attention
To what we’d all become

But a couple weeks later
After avoiding it for some time
A broken down and changed Billy John
Finally went back online

He found the page of a blogger
Still making fun of his wife
He signed up and made an account
And this is what he typed:

“Eat a bag of shit, cuntface
Go and blow your f**king dad
Your shit just raped my eyes
Never read nothing so bad

I hope you f**king die
And I hope you get AIDS”
And the world lost a Billy John
And it gained more of the same

MC Paul Barman – Echo Chamber (feat. Open Mike Eagle & Questlove)

[Verse 1: MC Paul Barman]
Echo chamber. Let go danger
Steatopygia. They had no idea
I’m the nicest since Dionysius
The second well-paid, all of a sudden self-made
Rugged interdependence:
Lovers stand at the entrance, arms folded
Would it be blasphemy to ask you to shake that assphemy? Ayurvedic medicine, the flyer way to better skin
Five fingers divided can’t even high five
Five fingers together can keep them all alive
But Mr. Fisticuffs didn’t get dissed enough
We gotta listen to criticism– a slap on the wrist isn’t a bluff
There’s always room for humility
I got inhuman skills for you still to see
There’s perfect settings all around
Tightropes pulled together make for solid ground
Double up on math and gym to graduate sooner
I wish someone had told me that before I was a Junior

[Verse 2: Open Mike Eagle]
They should call it L’apostrophe
It’s the capital of apple sauce and white wine
I saw a light shine, it was a beacon from the Keystone Pipeline
So then I got lost or maybe dropped off
It’s all a haze in the days since it popped off
My soul waves from the graves of the Choctaw, they always call The old phase wanna run toward baseball
The new brains weren’t certain yesterday is gone cuz the time that we were slaves isn’t way off
I won’t play golf. I won’t pray to the sky and take days off
I won’t wait to decide
I won’t sway to the side like my uncle that died of AIDS from putting needles in his veins raw
I like to hang around people with the same flaws in a roller coaster made out of chainsaws
Busta was right ‘cause everything remained raw

[Verse 3: MC Paul Barman]
Hey ya, got you all in check like a small insect
A veteran in rhetoric can pass a strange law
“Declined to indict” reminds me I’m “white.”
Euphemism infuse a schism in truth and wisdom
“Decline to indict,” a new euphemism taken to filthy heights
Come Michael play in the milky night
How wrong can we say stuff and still be right?
Like “organic evaporated cane juice.”
Your brain boost is my main use
With each heartbeat repeated and fart meat excreted
I spark offense against the dark arts’ heat. Neat!
Hindsight’s a divine right
So stay untrue to yourself and think your forethought through
Acknowledge we’re all brainwashed and you’re not you

Hodgy Beats – I’ll Be Good

[Intro Hook]
Part of the process
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process
And if you want what you need
What you need is just an object
Mistakes are part of the process
(A part of the process)
Mistakes are part of the process, heard me
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process

[Verse 1]
I could’ve went about a lot of things in different fucking ways
I should’ve but I didn’t
It’s crippling nigga, losing weight
I’m moving at an abusive pace
I’m due to race
When you pit-stopping the ones who help you, you screwed your face
You think I’m wanting to apologize well I’m not like shoes to lace
And what I do tomorrow depends on what’s due today
I’m fueling the wrong energy
Misusing hate and love
And I’m moving out on the move in date
Bruising emotions brutally
Cruising and coasting crucially
Boojie boasting, doobie smoking
Cloud from fumes and rooms of haze
Coochie open, I’ma stroke it then I’ma dip out to LA
Sipping lean and counting green
And recording until the room is vacant
When you’re [?] are never mistaken
Give somebody what they want and it’s never mistaken
I just pray my health is well like cartons when you shake it
And once the carton to my mind opens up, you’ll have to refrigerate it

[Pre-Hook]
They tell me "oooh, you need to slow down
Slow down, slow down your pace"
They tell me "oooh, you’re moving too fast
You need to slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down your pace"

[Hook]
Part of the process
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process
And if you want what you need
What you need is just an object
Mistakes are part of the process
(A part of the process)
Mistakes are part of the process, heard me
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process

[Verse 2]
No more bad trips, no more episodes
Drugs turn your mind into a vegetables
No more internet thuggish, bugging out in public
Man no more [?] songs
No more random pussy for me
I kicked the pedestal
And chilling with premature bitches I know that’ll never grow
X marks the spot to the treasure box in which the treasure holds
From anonymous to Allen I
From the Golf Wang store to Babylon
I got friends in comas from overdosing
I know homeless people with more hope then
Niggas that get punched in the chest
Welcoming them demons with their arms wide open, bogus
They disappear in the gallows of shadows where the ghost is
The plagues dying from AIDS
Magic Johnson hocus pocus
Bought a new wanda for my camera
Take a shot after I focus, them double exposures
I live in a house in the woods
I’m all alone, I’m an ogre
Hiking the marrow mountains, avalanche stumbling over

[Pre-Hook]
They tell me "oooh, you need to slow down
Slow down, slow down your pace"
They tell me "oooh, you’re moving too fast
You need to slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down your pace"

[Hook]
Part of the process
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process
And if you want what you need
What you need is just an object
Mistakes are part of the process
(A part of the process)
Mistakes are part of the process, heard me
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process

Joe Budden – In My Sleep Lyrics

JOE BUDDEN
In My Sleep Lyrics

Baby girl told me in my sleep I was talkin
So it’s only natural I asked her “what I said?”
She said she woke up when she heard
But she was so damn tired she couldn’t make out a word
She said she was trying to see if eventually if I would scream the name of a bird
I told her “that’s absurd”
And then gave her the face like “word?!”
And then she replied “yeah”
Said “it was quite weird”, said she was type scared
I said “that’s the side effect that you get when you trade bad dreams for some great nightmares”
When I close my eyes, I escape the poltergeist
My escape from reality just what I needed
Brings me to a place where shorty never cheated
And even if she tried and succeeded
In this other world I wouldn’t even get heated
f**k the details, I don’t care about why
I’m chillin with my grandmother, she aint die
I was browsing online and seen Mike on that banner
And said “you can be like me and beat cancer”
Anything I touched I feel
Know its fiction but it seems so real
Was leaving out the casino with a nympho
Yes Ray it can be so simple
Here’s how I avoid problem with my kin folk
Learn how to build me a house with no win
dows.. and that’s when I think I saw a ribbon in the sky but it wasn’t from an in
tro… cuz where I’m at there’s no rumors or gossip but still got love for Miss In
fo… she said in my sleep I be laughing, but shit seem funny to me
My ice cream was 200 degrees
If it dripped I’d get a hole in my dungarees
See my animinoty is my protection
And me and hip hop have no connection
Which got me to reflecting
Is that why the mirror don’t show my reflection
When I close my eyes there’s no dollar
So we can stretch that one as an excuse
Of why folks do the things they do
Or why people act so brand new?
I had wings on flying outta prison with a ratchet
Was only there cuz someone snitched
No ones poor but no ones rich
Just my way of creeping if life’s a bitch
Took a walk on the ceiling just to get my mind right
That was yesterday… so in hindsight
Since I was able to haul off
I took it as God telling my I’ll never fall off
Got rid of the name brands and the jewelry
Most people just use it as medicine
Like it takes them somewhere they ain’t never been
But here you better off not better then
Stuck in the room with an elephant
Open the closet and dapped up my skeleton
Had a convo with a man with no ears
And all of a sudden everything became so clear
Have no fear
I just bought a first class trip to nowhere, everybody goes there
But they don’t stay the whole year,
Me I got 365 shows there
My girl said in my sleep I be walking, so I ask baby “where I go?”
She said I be walking slow,
She don’t ever wanna get outta bed so she don’t know
I went to see a man walking on water
Asked if he’d ever get things back in order
I been there two years over a quarter
But every time I open my eyes it’s like torture
He said “please I gave you a whole other world for you to go do with as you please
Just so you appeased mixed with a couple of signs bout real life while you make believe”
So I teleported outta there with a grin
Met a bum with a mansion that invited me in
Then we politiced about politics
He mentioned def jam but I ain’t acknowledge it
I went to see a virgin with AIDS, yea I thought about smashing that
Yea her ass was fat, so appealing
Tattoo on her inner thigh that said “she was doin better then she was feeling”
I think I seen shorty before, maybe in the club or something
Maybe in VIP, but wasn’t nobody there but me
And the club was all red, and she started playing with my head
And then I came
Then I asked shorty whats her name and it was weird cuz she f**ked around and disappeared
Like what a cruel joke
Cig lit but from it was no smoke
Flicked in the ashtray and seen Stack’s face
Slashed to a school hallway on a half day
Was getting chased, couldn’t tell by who
Then the hallway turned into a cliff
Screamin “piff” before I was dead
Somehow I jumped my ass up out that bed
Then baby girl told me in my sleep I was screaming
So I said “that’s a lie”
She put her right hand in the sky
And said “you was but I don’t know why”
Gotta go, goodbye..

Bizzy Bone – Muddy Waters Lyrics

BIZZY BONE
Muddy Waters Lyrics

[Intro: Bizzy]
Ha ha ha ha, they say start it all over again
Whatever you goin through it’s somebody goin through somethin worse
Let’s do this

[Chorus: Bizzy Bone]
And that’s life in the city kid
Everybody ain’t gon’ make it out the hood (out the hood)
You wanna flow like Bizzy did
Just keep the faith, and it’s all to the good

[Bizzy Bone]
Your girl is cheatin on you, you finna go to jail
Now you just lost yo’ job, yo’ house is up for sale
Your friend just passed away, before you said goodbye
Your son goin to war, and you still don’t know why
Yo’ mom contracted AIDS, and right before she died
She couldn’t speak a word, but she can blink her eyes
See she was paralyzed, and you so scared to cry
You wanted to show her your strength, and tell her the Lord provides
The church is takin money, sellin granny a dream
She wanna go to heaven, think she can get it with green
Yo’ cousins gettin rich, off of a triple beam
You see him losin weight, it started off with ‘Premes
It elevated to rocks, and now he’s on the pipe
He used to ride 22’s, now cousin ride a bike
Yo’ momma got a man, her man he got a temper
So he beat you right up, gets drunk and don’t remember
As soon as you go to school, yo’ teacher asked “What happened?”
Your peers they know the story, you say “Ain’t nuttin crackin”
Yo’ money’s runnin low, and it ain’t no welfare
Remember ‘Pac said, “Who in the hell cares?”
But Bizzy cared for ya, see I can only stare
These are the muddy waters, that I can see and hear
See and hear, see and hear, see and hear, see and hear
See and hear…

[Chorus – 2X]

[Bizzy Bone]
You had you four friends, and y’all grew up together
On the corner swiggin wines, singin about the ghetto
Breakin bread, stealin cars, and stayin in trouble
House parties with the homies and then watchin ’em rumble
But soon yo’ friendship crumbles, as you grow up in life
You reached the age of 30, and soon forget yo’ plight
What if they blew up, and became the biggest group EVER?
I guess we’ll never know; that’s just the way it goes
Havin high school dreams of turnin pro
Catch an injury and now the scouts ain’t ’round no mo’
Studyin to be a doctor but get pregnant in school
You decided to keep yo’ child, now you must provide the food
At the tender age of 50, reachin your golden years
These are the muddy waters, that I can see and I hear
Bizzy cared for ya, but baby I can only stare
These are the muddy waters, that I can see and I hear

[Chorus – 3X w/ minor variations + ad libs]

[Outro: Bizzy]
This for my momma, this for my children
This for my sister, and Eazy-E
‘Pac, Biggie, Big Pun, Aaliyah, Left-Eye
Capo rest in peace nigga

2Pac – Hold On (feat. Stretch) (Remixes Vol. 1 Album)

[Intro]
Hold on… *lighter flicks up*
Yeah, it’s gonna be alright
Don’t trip, baby *inhales*
It’ll get better… *coughing*
Aye, do this thug style, man, thug style
When this whole beat drop
We just gon’ run it to ’em
Bet, it’s all good, uhh

[Verse 1]
I never had much, ran with a bad bunch
Little skinny kid sneakin’ weed in my bag lunch
And all through Junior High, we was just gettin’ by
And drive-by’s robbed my homies of their young lives
I never did cry, and even though I had pain in my heart
I was hopeless from the start
They couldn’t tell me nothin’, they all tried to help me
The marijuana had my mind gone, it wasn’t healthy
I traveled places, caught cases, what a ill year
I felt the pain and the rain, but I’m still here
Never did like the police
Let the whole world know, now I gets no peace
‘Cause they chasin’ me down
And facin’ me now, what do I do?
These things that a thug goes through
And still I rise, so keep your head up
And make your mind strong
It’s a struggle every day, but you gotta hold on

[Hook]
Hold on, be strong!
Hold on, be strong!
Hold on, be strong!
When it’s on, it’s on

[Verse 2]
There’s never a good day, ‘cause in my hood they
Let they AK’s pump strays where the kids play
And every Halloween, check out the murder scene
Can’t help but duplicate the violence seen on the screen
My homies dyin’ before they get to see they birthdays
These is the worst days, sometimes it hurts to pray
And even God turned his back on the ghetto youth
I know that ain’t the truth, sometimes I look for proof
I wonder if Heaven got a ghetto, and if it does
Does it matter if you Blood or you Cuz?
Remember how it was?
The picnics and the parties in the projects
Small time drinkin’, gettin’ high with them armies
Just another knucklehead kid from the gutter
I’m dealin’ with the madness, raised by a single mother
I’m tryin’ to tell you when it’s on
You gotta keep your head to the sky
And be strong, most of all, hold on

[Hook]
Hold on, be strong!
Hold on, be strong!
Hold on, be strong!
When it’s on, it’s on

[Outro]
(Hold on, be strong *repeats in background*)
I know them ain’t tears comin’ down your face
Wipe your eyes
In this world, only the strong survive, you know?
Hehe, I know it’s hard out there
Welfare, AIDS, earthquakes, muggings, car-jackings
Yeah, we got problems
But believe me when I tell you things always get better
God don’t like ugly, and God don’t like no quitters
You know what Billie Holiday said?
Bay-bee, God bless the child that can hold his own
You know? You got to stand strong
And when these bustas try to knock you out your place
You stand there to they face
Tell ’em "Hold on!", and be strong
The game don’t stop, huh
This here is black, man
If you don’t never learn nothin’, learn one thing
It don’t stop, ’til the casket drop
Thug for life… feel me?
All my homeboys and my homegirls, stay strong
When things get bad
Especially come the first and the fifteenth
Stay strong, and stay ballin’, hold on
I’ll catch y’all at the next life, we in traffic

Young Thug – Do U Love Me Lyrics

YOUNG THUG
Do U Love Me Lyrics

Ayy
We got London On Da Track
Ayy

Rose gold Rolex, who you are
They don’t know, who you are
Vroom, adiós, I steer a foreign car, ho
Shawty mine, finesse her right out a barcode
She get clean like Windex when she want to
She read a nigga’s texts when she want to
No tats up on your shirt, she’ll never want you
Hop out the Benz coupe

f**k me, suck me
L-O-V-E, do you love me?
In the tubby, poppin’ bubbly
Smokin’ musty, I love me
Love, lo-lo-love, love, love, love me
Fall deep in love, love, love with me
Baby girl come suck me and f**k me
Drankin’ bubbly, we get thuggish and rugged

To the moon, you are
Don’t you know who we are?
These women know who we are
Plenty Benjamins on me and my squad
When you a prince, nigga, your doors ajar
Actin’ like you don’t know who we are, but you do
I know you know who she was
Twerk it, babe, real slow, move your hips slow

Roll slow, roll slow, move shit
Lick your body while I give you a massage
Ain’t talkin’ Nicki, I’m ’bout to have a Ménage à…
Trois, on my face, all day
Hold up, got a K, ’bout to spray
Hold up, bust in her hair, Milky Way
Hold up, kick shit, Johnny Cage, yeah
Hold up, she the bomb like a damn grenade
Hold up, light skate, intake
Turnt, outta state, in state
Burnt out bitch, stop, ayy
You need, yeah, lessons, watch, bae (watch bae)
You thinkin’, yeah, I’m broke, you need to, awake (fool)
A hundred, racks, three, a week (cash)
Say love the freaks, I count it, like geeks (yeah)
It’s mounted, with tease
I ain’t gotta remind these hoes

They know who we are
Do you know who we are?
These women know who we are
Plenty Benjamins on me and my squad
When you a prince, nigga, your doors ajar
Actin’ like you don’t know who we are, but you do
I know you know who she was
Twerk it, babe, real slow, move your hips slow

Money green like camouflage
STD, I’m takin’ over your ward
Homegirl fine, body smooth and all
Planned on havin’ more kids than God, damn
I draped up her closet, now she look like a Barbie
Now my drinks are clean, I fill ’em up with that oil
Bumped my self esteem and now I think I’m adored
Let me through the door or else I’ll come through the walls (walls)
I haven’t slide in days, for you
Treatin’ myself like I got AIDS for you
I ain’t f**k none of these girls like I got AIDS for you, ayy
I got nine lives, I’ll blaze for you
I’ll set it down in days for you
Shawty pubics, shave it
Her eyes hazel, too

Rose gold Rolex, who you are
They don’t know, who you are
Vroom, adiós, I steer a foreign car, ho
Shawty mine, finesse her right out a barcode
She get clean like Windex when she want to
She the reason nigga’s text when she want to
No tats up on your shirt, she’ll never want you
Hop out the Benz coupe

f**k me, suck me
L-O-V-E, do you love me?
In the tubby, poppin’ bubbly
Smokin’ musty, I love me
Love, lo-lo-love, love, love, love me
Fall deep in love, love, love with me
Baby girl come suck me and f**k me
Drankin’ bubbly, we get thuggish and rugged

U-Free – My New Black Benzo lyrics

So you say you like my new black Merce
And I say I like you, dear
All I really need is to stop for a sec
​To get a six-pack of beer

Drape your pretty legs on the dash
Unloose your hair and put on your shades
You can be sure I have enough cash
​And certainly ain’t got no AIDS

It’s so great to have you on the front seat
And drive like Max
To the cop behind the billboard say “Bye”!
Oh, baby, lift me up, take me to the top!
I really ***** want this
Baby, keep it up and please don’t stop
And then give me one more hot kiss
Sugar, take me down, shaking like James Brown
And now ***** you see
What we two can be
When we are free
My sweet girl, you and me
Oh yeah!

Let’s drive down Interstate 92
It’s pretty cool from what I’ve heard
We’ll find some place to get you a tattoo:
A dragon and a bird

My buddy just came back from doing time
Hard labor on this road
No cracks or bumps, benzo fine
​He really did a good job!

It’s so great to have you on the front seat
And drive like Max
To the cop behind the billboard say “Bye”!
Oh, baby, lift me up, take me to the top!
I really ***** want this
Baby, keep it up and please don’t stop
And then give me one more hot kiss
Sugar, take me down, shaking like James Brown
And now ***** you see
What we two can be
When we are free
My sweet girl, you and me
Oh yeah!

(Let’s drive down)
(Let’s drive down)
(Let’s drive down)
(Let’s drive down)

Oh, baby, lift me up, take me to the top!
I really ***** want this
Oh baby, keep it up and please don’t stop
And then give me one more hot kiss
Sugar, take me down, shaking like James Brown
And now ***** you see
What we two can be
When we are free
My sweet girl, you and me
Oh yeah!

Wyclef Jean – If I Was President 2016 (J’ouvert Deluxe Edition Album)

Yea, election time is coming
Who you gonna vote for? Yea…

[Hook]
If I was president, I’d get elected on Friday
Assassinated on Saturday
Buried on Sunday
They go back to work on Monday
If I was president (If I was president)
If I was president (If I was president)
If I was president (If I was president) yea…

[Verse One]
Instead of spending, billions on the war
I can use that money, so I can feed the poor
Cuz I know some so poor, when it rains that’s when they shower
Screaming fight the power
That’s when the vulture devour

[Hook]
If I was president, I’d get elected on Friday
Assassinated on Saturday
Buried on Sunday
They go back to work on Monday
If I was president (If I was president)
If I was president (If I was president)
If I was president (If I was president) yea…

[Verse Two]
I know some soldiers, that sleep but they can’t dream
Wake up with screams, sounds of M16’s
So take this Medal of Honor, for you bravery
I wish you the best care, for you and your family

[Hook]
If I was president, I’d get elected on Friday
Assassinated on Saturday
Buried on Sunday
They go back to work on Monday
If I was president (If I was president)
If I was president (If I was president)
If I was president (If I was president) yea…

[Verse Three]
But the radio won’t play this, they call it rebel music
How can you refuse it? Children of Moses
Tell the children the truth, the truth
It’s not all that bling that’s diamonds
Tell them the truth, the truth
Most of y’all wear cubic zirconium
Tell them the truth, the truth, YEAH!
Your soul is worth more than diamonds

If I was president
All blacks would have reparation no segregation
Feed the nation so there’s no famine
Muslims, Jews, Christians, would all hold hands
Every week on the beach, party by the sand
Word up, take trips on Air Force One
Only to bring the homeless with no sneaks the Air Force Ones
Better schools in the hoods, better teachers in the classes
Making money paying no taxes
Find the best scientists, tell them come up with the answer
I want the cure for AIDS and cancer
But I gotta watch my back
The sniper’s on the hill, with the still
Waiting to JF kill

[Hook]
If I was president, I’d get elected on Friday
Assassinated on Saturday
Buried on Sunday
They go back to work on Monday
If I was president (If I was president)
If I was president (If I was president)
If I was president (If I was president) yea…

I feel the rain coming
Let me play my guitar for them right now, let’s go
Refugees
YEAH!

Little Simz – King Of Hearts (feat. Chip + Ghetts) (Stillness In Wonderland Album)

[Hook: Little Simz]
Oh, finish starters all day
King of hearts, we don’t play
I will show no remorse
If you bring that traitor my way
If you’re crossing my land
Better understand you ain’t safe
King of hearts, we don’t play
King of hearts, we don’t play

[Verse 1: Chip]
Flow’s on thunder, man
Fuck it, light up a thunder pack
Took the CH off Chip and I put it on Alice
Hit the chalice, now I’m in wonderland
Life’s just a gamble, darg
52 deck of cards, I’m the king of hearts
Two bars, I could start the party
24, I could done your dance
So wah da bumba ras?
These bars off to a crazy start, mm
Mad with it, yeah, I’m crazy, darg, mm
Why you mad? I’m just playin’ my part, mm
Switch numbers on niggas, they be gettin’, no dial
They know a nigga goes in when I zones out
You want a verse? Sorry, no reception
But you know I got Simz like a mobile
I get gassy and boundaries brake
That’s why we break the rules in the game
Know yourself, know your place
Know your history, stay in your lane (likkle man)
Live by old school code from day
Don’t fuck with everybody ‘cuh that’s how you get AIDS (mad ting)
You see an MC, I see a hoe
I done took off more heads than Henry the Eighth

[Verse 2: Little Simz]
I done took off all heads, have ’em served on a plate
When you address me, its your grace or I can have you meet your grave
I see you wanna be on a shy ting
Ducking and diving, come out of hiding and show your face
I had to call upon the greats to off niggas in a heartbeat
Hardly, even begun a proceedings of the party
They say "how this girl be running shit? Nah it can’t be"
Nobody here can control or demand me
Off niggas then holiday in Bali
I been building and now look what I made
Ain’t it amazing and now niggas wanna invade
Are you ‘dey craze?
Pardon me, can’t be chiefed
Young but a part of me’s older
See, had a milli’ on my mind since Tha Carter III
Kill ’em but remain kind, where my heart should be
What

[Hook: Little Simz]
Oh, finish starters all day
King of hearts, we don’t play
I will show no remorse
If you bring that traitor my way
If you’re crossing my land
Better understand you ain’t safe
King of hearts, we don’t play
King of hearts, we don’t play

[Bridge: Little Simz]
Ooh, look at me go
Everything stops when you look at me go
Old rappers need to quit talk about legacy
I don’t give a fuck about what he or she sold
Switch, might just bag your bitch
Got bodies in bags and shit
Better tread carefully and I mean that shit
You could, you could fuck around and get smoked, woah

[Verse 3: Ghetts]
I am not to be played with
Bully in any playground that I played in
Eat MCs, knife, fork and plate ’em
You don’t wanna know what I’m contemplatin’
Kill ’em all
Direct or subliminal
Over there is where?
I direct my subliminals
Who should I send for?
I ain’t gotta say no name
I am so descriptive with it
The fans and critics all know who it’s meant for
Kill a student and his mentor
I said peace but I meant war
I said sweet but I meant corn
I said ski but I meant board
You MCs never went school
Basic brains on empty, this is petrol
Nah, this is jet fuel
Nah, this is Ghetts’ fuel
Nah, this is mental
Where’s the Magnum? It’s essential
You’re alright, potential
I’m sure tonight will be eventful
But stay away with your morning breath, it’s menthol

[Hook: Little Simz]
Oh, finish starters all day
King of hearts, we don’t play
I will show no remorse
If you bring that traitor my way
If you’re crossing my land
Better understand you ain’t safe
King of hearts, we don’t play
King of hearts, we don’t play

[Bridge: Little Simz]
Ooh, look at me go
Everything stops when you look at me go
Old rappers need to quit talk about legacy
I don’t give a fuck about what he or she sold
Switch, might just bag your bitch
Got bodies in bags and shit
Better tread carefully and I mean that shit
You could, you could fuck around and get smoked, woah

Kanye West – All I Need

[Intro]
Niggas can’t be serious, man
Yo, yo

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Yo I’m the reason metal detectors go off the meter
‘Cause I’ll run through the airport with the heater
Gets the fag at his plane, and if I miss him
Put two in his brain at the baggage claim
Give him… heavy sluggage, tryna get his luggage
Send him to the crossroads, we way too thuggish
Shit, we at odds ’til we even up
‘Til you leave on a stretcher or I leave in cuffs
Niggas wanna live, they done breathed enough
And I bet you next time they’ll believe in us
It don’t take much brains to know we bust things
My gat must bang, through your Mustang
Ma ma se, ma ma sa, ma ma ku sa
Niggas seen Kanye, red dotted them
Hurry up, stash the guns, the cops gon’ come
And we gon’ say we don’t know who shot at ’em
Come on
[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas (What?)
Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
Give my last to my real niggas
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas

[Verse 2: Cristina]
Y’all niggas ready for war? I’m ready
Easy with the clip, girl, hold it steady
Man I’m ’bout to squeeze back, cock and bust hot lyrics
Cock back, pop, and touch y’all spirits
Send ’em to hell, make their residence more evil
This beat here make me wanna kill four people
Three niggas and one hoe, turn bitches to Jane Doe
Send ’em past rainbows, with the ankles
Hit ’em from all angles, bring the pain though
Blow out the candles, the show’s been cancelled
Man, y’all niggas better believe somethin’
‘Fore I squeeze somethin’ and leave somethin’
It ain’t nothin’ with my real niggas

[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas (That’s right)
Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas

[Verse 3]
I feel like one lady, five babies and four fathers
Six months searchin’ for jobs and no offers
No heat ‘cept for the stove
Sleep with two layers of clothes, still wakin’ up cold
I’m real, like AIDS
Like the pain you feel when your nigga get strained
That’s why I got issues like I got pistols
I gotta make your mama cry but I got tissues
I confess, I’m a gangsta
But I drop my flag, still cock back and drop a fag
Leave him in a bag with a tag on his metatarsals
Awfully ill, man, awfully real
Thugged out, but I’m God’s property still
And if I up the steel, I’ma probably kill
If not, you’re paralyzed from the waist down
Alright dog, you’re the king? I’m the ace now
Face down

[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas (You know)
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas (That’s right)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas (For my real niggas)
All I have is my real niggas (That’s all I have in this world)
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas (Konman Productions)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas (Brian “All Day” Miller, come on)
[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas (That’s right)
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas

Kanye West – All I Need Lyrics

[Intro]
Niggas can’t be serious, man
Yo, yo

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Yo I’m the reason metal detectors go off the meter
‘Cause I’ll run through the airport with the heater
Gets the fag at his plane, and if I miss him
Put two in his brain at the baggage claim
Give him… heavy sluggage, tryna get his luggage
Send him to the crossroads, we way too thuggish
Shit, we at odds ’til we even up
‘Til you leave on a stretcher or I leave in cuffs
Niggas wanna live, they done breathed enough
And I bet you next time they’ll believe in us
It don’t take much brains to know we bust things
My gat must bang, through your Mustang
Ma ma se, ma ma sa, ma ma ku sa
Niggas seen Kanye, red dotted them
Hurry up, stash the guns, the cops gon’ come
And we gon’ say we don’t know who shot at ’em
Come on
[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas (What?)
Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
Give my last to my real niggas
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas

[Verse 2: Cristina]
Y’all niggas ready for war? I’m ready
Easy with the clip, girl, hold it steady
Man I’m ’bout to squeeze back, cock and bust hot lyrics
Cock back, pop, and touch y’all spirits
Send ’em to hell, make their residence more evil
This beat here make me wanna kill four people
Three niggas and one hoe, turn bitches to Jane Doe
Send ’em past rainbows, with the ankles
Hit ’em from all angles, bring the pain though
Blow out the candles, the show’s been cancelled
Man, y’all niggas better believe somethin’
‘Fore I squeeze somethin’ and leave somethin’
It ain’t nothin’ with my real niggas

[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas (That’s right)
Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas

[Verse 3]
I feel like one lady, five babies and four fathers
Six months searchin’ for jobs and no offers
No heat ‘cept for the stove
Sleep with two layers of clothes, still wakin’ up cold
I’m real, like AIDS
Like the pain you feel when your nigga get strained
That’s why I got issues like I got pistols
I gotta make your mama cry but I got tissues
I confess, I’m a gangsta
But I drop my flag, still cock back and drop a fag
Leave him in a bag with a tag on his metatarsals
Awfully ill, man, awfully real
Thugged out, but I’m God’s property still
And if I up the steel, I’ma probably kill
If not, you’re paralyzed from the waist down
Alright dog, you’re the king? I’m the ace now
Face down

[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas (You know)
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas (That’s right)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas (For my real niggas)
All I have is my real niggas (That’s all I have in this world)
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas (Konman Productions)
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas (Brian “All Day” Miller, come on)
[Hook]
All I have is my real niggas (That’s right)
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
All I have is my real niggas
Get this cash with my real niggas
Give my last to my real niggas
Cock back, blast, for my real niggas