Rick Ross – Idols Become Rivals

The pain I seen in my brother’s eye, nigga
All Miami issues, Rozay handle for him
Maybach Music
That’s why this .45 in my Trukfit trunks
Bought a fleet of cars, let the bitches tag along
And your team starvin’, nigga
His entire life, he gave you what there was to gain
Yo this Chris Rock
Such a head rush until the day the feds rush
And pray that Mannie Fresh’ll get to see the light
Came to the realization that your watch was fake
Scott Storch demons in it, which is more poison
And wondered what was life like, was it all a dream?
It’s so hard stayin’ rich and miss the confrontations
Quick to switch a bitch up, pick up me a thicker shorty
Catholic record labels, niggas gettin’ raped, boy
Me and Trick Daddy come from a common place
But could sense the sentiment, I’m talkin’ all along
You on an island, nigga
And then I met you out on LiveNation dates
That’s how we do it
I handed over records, never charged a coin
You would give us self esteem and motivate our drive
FaceTimin’ my nigga, nigga, he took that to the chin, nigga
Shots fired, home invasion out on Palm Isle
I used to be like, "Yo them niggas so blessed, you know what I’m sayin’?"
That’s when you niggas wish you put your bread up
Red beam detonators, who the bomb now?
Eatin’ Wingstop, what you know about Wingstop, nigga?
We veterans so it’s better if you go get your army
Never slippin’, got relationships with the trillest niggas
I still love you, nigga
You don’t know nothin’ about no Wingstop
Is how you did my brother Khaled, nigga
Hard to point a finger when you live a life of sin
Fuck a skateboard, I went and got a Wraith, boy
Birdman’s a priest, moans in his synagogue
Knew that you would never visit BG
Fast money comin’ slow, you better think quick
This little thing of ours, not the ones to tattle on
Leased whips, bad blood, that shit’ll sink ships
That’s all we do
Turk came home, take that boy a three piece
Maybach Music
Lil bruh and them, always remember
Shootin’ dope, usin’ coke, movin’ like you the Folks
I’m in here with my man Ricky Rozay
And what hurt me the most, nigga
It’s painful what you see real niggas do when they get the paper
Damn, Stunna, I loved you, nigga
When they get the bag
Cigars in the oval office, Ronald Reagan
I really thought you niggas really owned them cars
Tony Draper, J Prince and every Jimmy Henchmen
Sacrificin’ half our life for your new music cult
I don’t feel you for that, my nigga
If I had that opportunity, you know what I’m sayin’?
Uh That shit hurt me, you under-dig?
Belaire Rose!
Look you in your eyes, nigga, ‘fore I say good night
I used to see you niggas on my TV screen
Damn, you nearly broke my heart
Publishin’ is a sin, repent, forgive me, Lord
Omerta the code, Met Ball, parties with Vogue
I’ma bring my niggas with me if I lose or win
We in here drinkin’ this Belaire Rose
I used to look up to you, nigga, uh
That’s why my nigga Khaled blessed
You can’t handle, sit down in the corner, shut the fuck up and take notes, bitch
Same way Big Ducky do for me in California
You came to my city, nigga
Tyga, chinchilla, really ain’t no penny pinchin’
I used to see niggas on TV, man
Stunna
A thug holiday is where your body lay
Live for the moment, die for the streets
You put my nigga in the hole, homie
How the fuck, nigga, you touch half a billion, nigga
Black Metaphor
That’s why my nigga blessed
You stole them boys pub and bought a foreclosure
Lil bruh and them, this for lil bruh and them
I’ll never forget ’bout lil bruh and them
Bible on the dash, kilos on the seat
So us gettin’ money, that’s just a conversation
I grew up on that Cash Money
Pistol on me, nigga, ain’t no pickin’ on me
Heard Barack Obama whisper "Asalaam alaikum"
I pray you find the kindness in your heart for Wayne
Rap game, so much fuck shit done
You can’t handle this, nigga
I watched this whole debacle so I’m part to blame
Khaled was loyal to you, nigga
But was in our pockets by the time we count to five
Just take notes
You can’t never forget ’bout lil bruh and them
I let you in my city, nigga
Hate it came to this
Hit the liquor store, after my Vic authority
Bling bling, was well known to flash money
Last request, can all producers please get paid?
Still blowin’ thick smoke while you powder your nose
Plenty killers and I know that Diddy with it
Can’t believe this shit, homie

Axwell Λ Ingrosso – More Than You Know

[Chorus]
Your good intentions are sweet and pure
I just need to get it off my chest

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, more than you know
Come a little closer, let me taste your smile
Yeah, more than you know
‘Cause it ain’t over, until she sings
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, more than you know
‘Cause it ain’t over, until she sings
I just…
You got me begging, pretty baby set me free
Yeah, more than you know
I saw it coming, from miles away
Yeah, more than you know
Yeah, more than you know

Yeah, more than you know

Yeah, more than you know
I just need to get it off my chest
Yeah, more than you know

[Chorus]

Yeah, more than you know

Yeah, more than you know
[Verse 2]
You should know that baby you’re the best
No it ain’t over, until she sings

I see it in your eyes
You had your reasons, you had a few
But you knew that I would go anywhere for you
You should know that baby you’re the best
Yeah, more than you know
[Chorus]
Yeah, more than you know
Yeah, more than you know
Yeah, more than you know
You should know that baby you’re the best
I just…
Ain’t no going back the way you look tonight
Yeah, more than you know
Yeah, more than you know
Yeah, more than you know
You should know that baby you’re the best
But they can never tame a fire like yours
[Verse 1]

[Post-Chorus]
Right where you wanted, down on my knees
Yeah, more than you know
I just…
I just need to get it off my chest
Yeah, more than you know
Yeah, more than you know
[Chorus]
‘Cause it ain’t over, until she sings
I just need to get it off my chest
Until the morning lights
Yeah, more than you know

I better speak up if I got something to say
Yeah, more than you know
Yeah, more than you know

Bubba Sparxxx – Y.G.M.F.U. (feat. Yelawolf)

To fill ya up, is too much?
It won’t convert me
I know, what the
Gravity pulls to bullshit, what if?

Pack a cigarettes
Eventually, ignorance blends in to wisdom
And I put that shit to rest

Redder neck
The more I ponder it, the more it gets
Hop in, pull off, pull up, jump out
But today that ridin’ dirty shit, isn’t a business
Get in, roll the window down
Hold in my problems
Both deserving and so unworthy
I ain’t trying to ride dirty like that anyway
Help me Lord, ‘fore I fall and scorch in it
Quitter at ten years over thirty
And I put that shit to rest
That was a label since back in grade school
You got me fucked up, You got me fucked up
And being done wrong
Smoke you right up out my Chevrolet
You got me fucked up, You got me fucked up
What if? Grandma had balls
Quintuple the trouble baby
My shits the most important shit
You got me fucked up, You got me fucked up
[Verse 2: Bubba Sparxxx]
She’d been Grandpa, might of ran off
Wooahhh wooahhhh
In the whole world, it’s mine of course it is
You got me fucked up, You got me fucked up
[Verse 3: Bubba Sparxxx]
Let’s roll up
And going on til you get it going
[Hook: Yelawolf]
Happens, moving on
Bubba talks, but don’t always listen
Bigger debt
I bought me a bottle
In the heart of my intellect
I bought me a bottle
Inside this cigarette
Wooahhh wooahhhh

Wooahhh wooahhhh
Sucker punch in the nuts and the mouth
Out of proportion, loss of coordinates
The only thing there is to regret
Still tremendous, energy’s endless
I ain’t trying to ride dirty like that anyway
Short story long, do it wrong
I bought me a bottle
To a bitter
Underpay me, overwork me
Orbiting, around the pulpit
His minds hard to find
Fuss is about
Is it enough?
It’s a bet, a mental picture of it is kept
Lets get it rolling
How hungry you was in the country
Wooahhh wooahhhh
And I put that shit to rest
So I’m a finish the sentence and blow it out
You got me fucked up, You got me fucked up
Everythang, that’s anything
Life’s hard, it ain’t nothing to doubt
Always bitchin’ bout how I didn’t give em attention
I can give it out, take it as well
I’m pretty much
[Hook: Yelawolf]
I ain’t trying to ride dirty like that anyway
A bunch a ‘Yes”s a couple ‘Maybe”s
To recollect
But the heart ain’t missing

Am I crazy?
[Hook: Yelawolf]
All my former women friends too many to mention
Maybe cancels out my reservation in hell
Bubba baby
Good riddance, the Chevy is rolling out
Hold in my problems
Near the Chevy remember yet?
Smoke you right up out my Chevrolet
With the neighbor lady Mammary Mable
Wooahhh wooahhhh
Wooahhh wooahhhh
More and more important til’ i done distorted it
Inside this cigarette
[Verse 1: Bubba Sparxxx]

Inside this cigarette
You got me fucked up, You got me fucked up
Hold in my problems
Smoke you right up out my Chevrolet
I get it but admit it girl the dick was tremendous (Woahh!!)

Sheryl Crow – Halfway There (feat. Gary Clark Jr.)

If you really care
If you really care
Whoo!

[Pre-Chorus]
Won’t you meet me halfway there?
If you really care
I don’t know why
And we all know the rest, yeah
Meet in the middle
[Outro]
If you really care
Baby, if you dare
[Chorus]
Won’t you meet me halfway there?
Baby, if you dare
Before we criticize, yeah
Baby, if you dare

Baby, if you dare
Baby, if you dare
Well, we can listen to each other
If you really care
Uh-huh-huh
But I wanna try
Baby, if you dare
Baby, if you dare
Won’t you meet me halfway there?
Each and every Sunday morning, you sit in your church pew
You want respect (respect)
Baby, if you dare
Won’t you meet me halfway there?
[Chorus]
You pull up in your Hummer and you park next to my Volt
Baby, if you dare

Where the grass is green
Let’s just agree to disagree

Wearing Armani three piece, I wear Levi’s full of holes
Won’t you meet me halfway there?
I might walk along the left side, and you walk along the right
And I know what’s best
Won’t you meet me halfway there?
Baby, if you dare
But you know what’s best
We might not get there on time
Could you smoke from the same peace pipe til’ our anger disappears?
Baby, if you dare
Yeah
I want that too, for you, and for me, and everyone
If you really care
Baby, if you dare
[Verse 1]

And give this thing a rest

We’re both tryin’ to reach the same place
Baby, if you dare
Won’t you meet me halfway there?
And if God is love and love is God, then why do we argue?
Won’t you meet me halfway there?
If you really care
If you really care
Could you meet me down the river, hash it out over a beer?
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
And I know what’s best
Baby, if you dare
Let’s just agree to disagree
Baby, if you dare
Baby, if you dare
[Pre-Chorus]
But you know what’s best
I’m sittin’ on a mountain, takin’ in this glorious view
Well, I know your God is listening, and I know mine must be too
[Pre-Chorus]
[Verse 2]

You just want love (love)

Scotty McCreery – Five More Minutes

Just give us five more minutes
Time rolls by the clock don’t stop
Can’t you give me five more minutes
Of the good stuff, the good times
Yeah sometimes this old life will leave you wishing
Right on by like it ain’t nothing
Moments like those Lord knows I’d hit it
Oh but they just keep on flying
Five more minutes
Oh but they just keep on flying
Time rolls by the clock don’t stop
I wish I had a few more drops
Moments like those Lord knows I’d hit it
Wish I had me a pause button
Eight years old a couple cane poles sitting down by the creek
And give myself five more minutes
That you had five more minutes
All the family gathered ’round knew the time was coming soon
At eighteen turned my helmet in and walked to the fifty yard line
Moments like those Lord knows I’d hit it
Right on by like it ain’t nothing
And give myself five more minutes
I wish I had a few more drops
Wish I had me a pause button
Mama’s on the porch yelling supper’s hot, y’all come and get it
Yellow light flipping on and off, interrupting that goodnight kissing
Our lines in the water watching those bobbers seeing that red sun sink
Katie’s dad said midnight, but we needed just a little more
We wanted five more minutes
With so much left to say I prayed Lord I ain’t finished
We yelled five more minutes
Right on by like it ain’t nothing
Oh but they just keep on flying
Just the coach and me after we lost eighteen to nine
At sixteen it was twelve o three standing at her front door
Of the good stuff, the good times
I wish I had a few more drops
And I cried man next time to get in here I’ll have to buy a ticket
At eighty-six my grandpa said there’s angels in the room
Of the good stuff, the good times
Wish I had me a pause button
Time rolls by the clock don’t stop

Pharrell – There’s Something Special

[Bridge]
[Chorus]
TV’s watching it escalate
[Chorus]
We’ll turn our tomorrow into yesterday
Not even cuffs will prevent this man
[Chorus]
Water and sweat will dry when they can
Should’ve stayed standing up
To do the job for which I was hired

There’s something special on the other side of this moment
And finally, they’ll know the story of our lives
And it’s important for you to remember we did this together
Grab someone you love
But the good Lord
There’s something special on the other side of this moment
There’s something special on the other side of this moment
And it’s about what you and I decide
[Verse 1]
Thank you for relighting my fire
I’m a sinner
Grab someone you love
And it’s about what you and I decide
There’s a brush fire
And it’s important for you to remember we did this together
And finally, they’ll know the story of our lives
I’m a sinner
And it’s about what you and I decide
And it’s important for you to remember we did this together
C’mon, get dressed ok

Sometimes I sat down when I got tired
It’ll take your breath away
Don’t you nest away
But they don’t know how we act now
And it’s important for you to remember we did this together
Smoke signals going up (read the signs)

Sometimes I only did what was required
You heard me?

And if it happens to rain on my plans
[Verse 2]
Yessir

And finally, they’ll know the story of our lives
And finally, they’ll know the story of our lives
From the connection between these two hands
[Chorus]

P-Lo – The End

But I know I always get you in the end
But I know I always get you in the end
I only text you when I’m on
[Verse 1]
I’m a West Coast bad boy, I’m representin’
Ayy, I swear it’s only you
I said, "Stop it, baby, I’m poppin’, baby"
I just said that we’re in love
You was doin’ bad, I was willin’ to help
Know I come through every time

You the coldest in the backseat, windows tinted
You only call me when you’re drunk, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
[Pre-Chorus]
But I know I always get you in the end
But I know I always get you in the end

I’m in the buildin’ and I’m feelin’ myslef
[Verse 2]
Said what I said and I mean it, love was endin’
‘Cause I do it how you want me to
But I know I always get you in the end
You probably tell me that I’m wrong
Call me 2AM to get in it
But I know I always get you in the end
But I know I always get you in the end
I just said that we’re in love
[Chorus]
Know you really wanna go
Know you really wanna take it slow
I just said that we’re in love
Took a while to make you mine
Tell ’em pass the Henny, we don’t do so go
But I know I always get you in the end
But I know I always get you in the end
But I know I always get you in the end
You only call me when you’re drunk, yeah
You probably tell me that I’m wrong
Woah
You only call me when you’re drunk, yeah
And you here, don’t plan tonight
[Chorus]

Woah
Lifestyle drive you crazy
Pulled up ’cause you told me to
I only text you when I’m on
‘Cause I do it how you want me to
I only text you when I’m on
Me and you together, we can do no wrong
Girl, it’s your song

Ayy, I swear it’s only you
That’s how you lie when I’m inside
You probably tell me that I’m wrong
But I know I always get you in the end

But I know I always get you in the end
Pulled up ’cause you told me to
[Chorus]

ODESZA – Corners Of The Earth (feat. RY X)

We run into the corners of
We fall towards each other
We’re golden
The places I have never been
We show where we belong
We run into the sun
The love we choose to make
Our love to everyone
Tonight we’re golden

We’re golden
We fall to the edges of the earth
We love tonight for love

Tonight we run
The places we are strong

Through love we never knew
We’re golden

We’re golden
Tonight we show
We burn tonight as one
Tonight we run

Nas – One Mic (feat. Jack White) (On The American Epic Sessions) (Live)

Blackin’ out as I shoot back – fuck gettin’ hit!
Which means one of my guns was holdin’ 17
That we take these bitches to war, lie ’em down
We need more warriors soon
All I need is one mic
But my luck, I got up, the cop shot again
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
Don’t wanna see me on top, too egotistical
I have none – too late to grab guns
Movin’ with a change of pace
Wonder what my secrets is
Sent from the star, sun and the moon
Police watch us, roll up and try knockin’ us
Complete with thick scars
All I need is one mic
Hoodrats, don’t abortion your womb
[Verse 3]
One nigga front, my face on the front page
Drama, where does it start?
I’m blastin’ ‘cause I’m a cool nigga
[Verse 1]
For real a hustler, purchased my Range
This is my hood, I’ma rep to the death of it
Acknowledge it, leave bodies chopped up in garbages
Every night it was like a cop would get killed
Lighter load, see now the king is straight
All I need is one mic
‘Cause we stronger now, my nigga, the time is now
You know the block was ill as a youngster
War gets deep, some beef is everlastin’
Mad violence, who I’m gon’ body? This hood politics
Pure, like a cup of virgin blood

[Hook]
Mixed with 151, one sip’ll make a nigga flip
All I need is one mic
Seeds watch us, grow up and try to follow us
[Hook]
Writin’ names on my hollow tips, plottin’ shit
Now I’m strapped with a couple of MAC’s, too many 9’s
One God to show me how to do things his son did
Swellin’ my melon, ‘cause none of these niggas real
One knee I ducked, could it be my time is up?

All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic, one beat, one stage
Shoulda knew she wasn’t true
I feel it in my gut They rush, we rush, lead flyin’, feel it?
Stick-up kids with no conscience, leavin’ victims with doctors
All I need is one mic
Fooled you niggas Thought I wouldn’t have that ass done?
If y’all niggas really with me, get busy, load up the semi’s
Never gets shot up, bullets tear through the innocent
Talkin’ all that slick shit the same way these bitches do
Jesus died at age 33, there’s 33 shots
Only if I had one gun, one girl and one crib
She came to me when her man caught a sentence
What you call an infinite brawl, eternal souls clashin’
Nothin’ is fair, niggas roll up, shootin’ from wheelchairs
If you really think you ready to die, with 9’s out
This is what Nas is ’bout, nigga, the time is now
What I stand for speaks for itself, they don’t understand
[Hook]
From twin Glocks, there’s 16 apiece, that’s 32
All I need is one mic
All I need is one mic
Ricochetin’ between the spots that I’m hidin’ in
Everybody gotta die sometime, hope your funeral
One prayer; tell God forgive me for one sin

Look back at all the hatred against me – fuck all of them!
Bus stop glass bursts, a fiend drops his Heineken
This is crazy, I’m on the right track, I’m finally found
27 hit your crew, six went into you

Body found in the dumpster
Jealous ‘cause fiends got they work and complain

[Verse 2]
My heart is racin’, tastin’ revenge in the air
In this life of police chases, street sweepers and coppers
Niggas throwin’ dirt on my name
‘Til everybody come home, little niggas is grown
All I need is one life, one try, one breath, I’m one man
All I need is one blunt, one page and one pen
You need some soul-searchin’, the time is now
All I need is one mic
Bitches left me ‘cause they thought I was finished
I let this shit slide for too many years, too many times
Niggas’ll move on you, only if they know what your weakness is
There’s nothin’ in our way: they bust, we bust
Brothers knifin’ each other up in prison yards
Do more than just hold it, explode the clip until you empty
Heard they were tellin’ police, how can a kingpin squeal?
Matter of fact, maybe more than one
Diamonds are blindin’, I never make the same mistakes

Ice Cube – Only One Me

Picture this in a frame, get tore out
That’s some gangsta shit

Original, original, he the copy right
Advance how you get 20 years in a hole
[Verse 1]
Look homie, you can be my crony
The shit I spit might inspire a messiah
[Outro]
Big drills, found him in the landfill
Grab that cold ass white men steel
Original, original, he the copy right

Gangsta Shit!
Fast is smooth and smooth is slow
But these motherfuckers never claim to be the smartest
Bedroom window, no curtains, used covers
I’m a artist that’ll paint your rigor mortis
They are not confused by a wannabe
Original, original, he the copy right
There’s a lot of you’s, there’s only one me
Nail in your coffin when the judge rock the hammer, nigga
Leave you baffled then, careful then
When I’m in this pool, bet I might catch on fire
Original, original, I’m the prototype
Taught 2Pac how to keep it gangster

You silly rabbit nigga, here come the tortoise
Bet 10 that you ass ain’t got no soul
P.E, DMC, nigga know your history
The drink that I pour out, the weed that I blow out
When I wanna go out, red carpets get rolled out
They are not confused by a wannabe
The pyroclastic flow, this insane
If Cube ain’t top 3, then you’s a bitch to me
Who came before me? Melle Mel, Ice T
And a word to the wise, you better fuckin’ recognize
They are not confused by a wannabe
It’s all for my nigga Big Hurt, when I show out
Original, original, he the copy right
You got 30 years but you my man still
To throw these lies in a lake full of fire
Check the original, y’all niggas digital
Nigga ‘nough
Motherfucker always claim to be the hardest
See you try to make a snapple out of all them bad apples

Since Floyd and Damian kept rocks in they socks, nigga
Oh Lord, thought I watch preaching to the choir
Hand full of ass, why should I retire
We all had to struggle if you got a black mother
With Too Short and the D-R-E
Motherfuckers love me
There’s a lot of you’s, there’s only one me
We made it too hard, check our family tree
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Caught you in Montana, extradited to Atlanta
King T, KRS and the homie Chuck D
Original, original, I’m the prototype
West Coast bitch, yeah that’s all me
Young ass niggas they wanna thug for me
Ain’t nothing flier than my fuckin’ rims and my tires
They are not confused by a wannabe
Running through your house like it’s a motherfuckin’ raffle
So what you from the gutter
Fuck them tears, Tony Montana
This ain’t the banana nigga, this is Alabama
There’s a lot of you’s, there’s only one me
We all had to scrap with our uncles and our brothers
Original, original, I’m the prototype
Ask the young nigga that invented Eazy-E

I showed Biggie Smalls how to release his anger
But all they can do is tap cuz for me
Cap peels, run like an oil spill
I’m a asshole with tabasco, you the last hoe I would ask for
Ice Cube, the name will live in infamy
And that’s how you get it, 20 years in a row
Original, original, I’m the prototype
Ass full of gas, do you got a lighter?
Wish I was they Godfather, sell drugs for me
[Intro]
If I had to leave your house walked into a ho house
There’s a lot of you’s, there’s only one me
[Chorus]
That I been on the block since bitches did the wop
If you figure how to get a check out of Sony

Iamsu! – My First Rack

So every moment spent with me you need to cherish it
First rack feeling like my first rack
No interludes on my tapes, give ’em straight run
‘Bought the ice out, cut the lights off
First rack feeling like my first rack
You try to tell me what it was I know what it is

I feel like Skateboard P up in the Bape store
Every time they see me, I get nothing but respect
First rack feeling like my first rack
Walk in a building, where the work at?
Uhuh, yeah
I just cashed out on a submariner
[Hook]
My last check feeling like my first rack
First rack feeling like my first rack
Gave a fuck less so they hate more
[Verse 1]
You niggas couldn’t catch my drift, ain’t got the hands for it
6-speed, shot nothin’ but the net

Walk in a building, where the work at?
I got my city on my back like a Jansport
Cuz I know you be goin’ off emotions
Walk in a building, where the work at?
No interview ’cause I’m the one who get the job done
Post a flyer on the ‘gram, I’ma do it big
I’m a baller, what the fuck I look like comin’ off the bench?
I-AM-SU
6 speed, shot nothing but the net
First rack feeling like my first rack
Locked in, put my key in this bitch
My last check feeling like my first rack
I don’t take detours, I’m too accurate
Got my gang with me I don’t need no friends
My last check feeling like my first rack
First rack feeling like my first rack
My last check feeling like my first rack
Sneak diss, I’ll take a breath before I handle it
3 tapes, 6 months, boy I gotta wait for it
God damn, they let me in this bitch
This year I’m ’bout to elevate my lifestyle
[Intro]
They tried to kill my confidence, I kept my head low
All the niggas from before was embarrassments
Walk in a building, where the work at?
Sleepin’ on me that shit never made no sense

My last check feeling like my first rack
Yeah, uhuh, yeah

Put the D up on her, now she can’t score
Walk in a building, where the work at?
Walk in a building, where the work at?
Fishbowl on my Toyota, don’t got no tints
They say I’m getting out of character
Please tell me , where were you when I was dead broke?
My last check feeling like my first rack
[Verse 2]
[Hook]
Since swaggin’ I put nothing out but hits
[?] the club feelin’ like the nig

Green Day – Revolution Radio

In the headline, we call lies the truth
Under the stars and stripes, for the lost souls that were cheated
Carry guitars and treachery
Stay with your hands up in the sky, like you want to testify

[Chorus]
In the headline, my love’s bullet proof
The dawn of the new airwaves for the anti-social media

Carry guitars and treachery
Give me cherry bombs and gasoline
In the headline, my love’s bullet proof
We are the songs of the destroyed
Carry guitars and treachery
For the life that’s been deleted, sing like a rebel’s lullaby
Operation no control
In the headline, we call lies the truth
[Verse 1]
We are, revolution radio
We will be seen but not be heard
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Give me cherry bombs and gasoline
[Bridge]
Lies, all the slums to the obsolete
We are, revolution radio
In the headline, we call lies the truth
[Verse 2]
Operation no control
Do you want ’em allowed, but the air is barely breathing
Operation no control
We will be seen but not be heard
Give me cherry bombs and gasoline

Give me rage like there’s tear gas in the crowd

We are, revolution radio
In the headline, my love’s bullet proof

Natalia – Dame (At Concierto, Las Rozas) (Live)

No temo a nada
Es tan difícil volverte a ver
Quien no fallo por error, (ouo)
La, la, la, la, la, laaa
Si miras al cielo, recuerda a las estrellas
Yo uo, uo
Yo me pierdo sin tus besos
Que fueron testigos de tantas noches bellas
Aunque no es fácil volverlo a intentar
Es tan extraño volver a ser
Contigo nadie podrá
La, la, la, la, la, la, ou, ou, (Y la calle manda)
Regalare mi perdón sin una lagrima
Esta vez (yo no) me rendiré

Dame vida, dame cielo
Siempre hasta el amanecer
Yo me pierdo sin tus besos, ou, ou
La, la, la, la, la, la ou, ou,(Natalia y Sergio Contreras)

Siempre hasta el amanecer
Ou, ou, oooo
Tu eres la reina de todo este mar

Dame noches, dame sueños

Vuelve a desnudarme el corazón,(woo)

Siempre sintiendo tu piel con mi piel
Dame noches, dame sueños
Déjalo atrás, no mires atrás
Ou, ou, oooo
No te das cuenta si no eres feliz
Vuelve a desnudar el corazón,(woo)
(Natalia, one, two, three, come on) Juraste sin corazón, oh, oh.
Tantas mentira me hacen dudar

La, la, la, la, la, la, ou, ou
Vuelve a desnudarme el corazón,(woo)
No te valoras entérate ya
Yo me pierdo sin tus besos, ou, ou
Dame vida, dame cielo
No te rías de mi, oh yeah
Porque el pasado me hirió
Si fallas esta fue por nuestro amor (our love)
Ye, ye, ha, ha, contigo nadie podrá
Ou, ou, oooo(De Andalucia pa’ el mundo, jaja, Natalia, Sergio Contreras)
Este moreno se ríe de ti
Quiero beberte bien

Dame noches, dame sueños

La, la, la, la, la, laaa

Hoy seré, tan solo tu capricho

La, la, la, la, la, laaa
(Natalia, one, two, three, come on)
Dame vida, dame cielo
Ou, ou, oooo
Dame vida, dame cielo
Recuerda, fue una apuesta de los dos,(de los dos, come on)

Vuelve a desnudarme el corazón,(woo)
Es un momento sal a bailar
No quiero cometer el mismo error,(no quiero, no)
Que fueron testigos de tantas noches bellas

Si miras al cielo, recuerda a las estrellas
Dame noches, dame sueños
Yo me pierdo sin tus besos
Porque yo uo, uo
La, la, la, la, la, la ou, ou, (Este es el ritmo de la calle)
Siempre sintiendo tu piel con mi piel
No me hagas daño porque muero sin ti
Da, dame, dame

Eres guerrera, mujer de pies a cabeza

Ski Mask the Slump God – Catch Me Outside

And I don’t want any pussy if you just smell like Hennessy
That nigga that be my slime sli-sli-slime sli-sli-slime slime
Ayy ayy ayy ayy
Like a bruise, uh-huh
Woah mama
Bills on me blue, uh-huh
Where I’m going, oh, I think your bitch plumes
Mink fur pink like the ass on baboon
Cook a nigga, uh-huh, like stew

Okay, what, watch this pussy, ayy ayy, okay

Where YouWillRegret?, uh-huh, coming soon
Like a bruise, uh-huh
Watch me spin around 360 quick scope or something
They say my flow that gas might burp, excuse you, uh-huh
Told her be careful, my penis drive like limousine
Blue’s, huh
Better yet, mhm, Blue’s Clues
White on me Jonah Hill
Lauryn Hill I’ma beat that pussy till it’s black as Ms.
Better yet, uh, Blue’s Clues
You Kellogg’s tiger I tell ’em earn yo stripes
Diamonds on me fatter than Peter Griffin’s big stomach
Okay like
Shout-out my mucus, ayy ayy
Even if you had on my sneakers like Bow Wow had like Mike
[Chorus]
[Verse 1]
Like a bruise, uh-huh
Naruto nine-tailed fox coat fur
Like a bruise, uh-huh
That nigga that be my slime
[Intro]
Colder than Coca-Cola mascot, polar bear

Better yet, uh-huh, Blue’s Clues
Bills on me blue, uh-huh
Better yet, uh-huh, Blue’s Clues
Bills on me blue, huh
Bills on me blue, uh-huh
Like how these niggas watch me be disgusting
Looney Tunes, uh-huh
Blue’s, huh
Better yet, uh-huh, Blue’s Clues
Better yet, uh-huh, Blue’s Clues
I ain’t really fuckin’ with these niggas like a dyke
Bills on me blue, uh-huh
Stove on me too, uh-huh, old news, uh-huh

Put my sauce on lasagna it could make Garfield purr
Okay like
That’s all folks, uh-huh
Like a bruise, uh-huh
Woah Nelly
When that bitch drop, uh-huh, then toodaloo
Go and shake that ass like a vibration on my celly
Better yet, uh, Blue’s Clues
Like a bruise, uh-huh
Why they be talking like they might know something
Bills on me blue, huh
I’ma do ’em dirty like a ringworm
Better yet, mhm, Blue’s Clues
Ayy ayy ayy
You tryna be me but bitch could never in your life
Star Wars confederate rifle shoot like ray-beam
[Chorus]
Bills on me blue, uh-huh
[Verse 2]
‘Cause you know that be my slime
I’m Madagascar, I’m royalty like lemur king
Bills on me blue, uh-huh
Drive where yo mama live
She gon’ stumble on my dick like Jack and Jill on the hill
Excuse me don’t fumble it
Shout-out my mucus
Heard of my gang and them
I feel like a Gucci ad lib, burr

MadeintTYO – Picture Me Rollin

They won’t leave me alone
They copy know that they want it
These niggas talking bout might
She know my racks in effect
Tokyo in a coupe
I’m pulling up looking right
I might pull up in a suit
[Hook]
I see the basic in you
Attitude, she a red-bone
Bitch give me that face
I smoke pressure, oh yessir that’s that gas ok

They copy know that they want it
Fly to the West Coast
Can you skate in the snow?
You know I love her the most
They gon hate, hate, hate
Picture me rollin
She wanna pull up on me
She wanna eat [?]
Bitch give me that face

She wanna look so cute
I don’t wanna play your tape
TPC so you know
Fuck it I’m gettin a mill
[Bridge]
[Bridge]
Good weed best smoke
Niggas too damn late
She give me company, ooh

I get the top in the morning
She wanna pull up on me
Baby girl what’s next
[Verse 2]
Shawty yeah, what it do
Last night didn’t make it home
Watch how my diamonds sit, yeah
Young niggas so enemies
They gon hate, hate, hate

I got too much energy
I smoke pressure, oh yessir that’s that gas ok
Fly out in a jet
She wanna suck up on me
[Hook]
I don’t wanna play your tape
My kellys really be rollin
Ice cubes on the neck
Mouth good, head strong
Gettin top like it headphones
Niggas too damn late
Fresh cut peacoat
Nigga ain’t shining shit, yeah
I’m climbing that money tree
I know I’m freshest in sight
My kellys really be rollin
Shawty be mine tonight, yeah
Please don’t come for me
Bitch give me that face
She wanna suck up on me
I get the top in the morning
Please don’t come for me
You know it is what it is
[Hook]
I smoke pressure, oh yessir that’s that gas ok
Niggas too damn late
They gon hate, hate, hate
I smoke pressure, oh yessir that’s that gas ok
I don’t wanna play your tape
She give me company, ooh

[Verse 1]
I smoke pressure, oh yessir that’s that gas ok
Ooh picture me rollin
I smoke pressure, oh yessir that’s that gas ok