Selena Gomez & Marshmello – Wolves (Visualizer)

All for you, yeah, all for you
Saw the dark side of the moon
I’ve looked for love in every stranger

Sweet divine, a heavy truth
To get to you
I’ve been running through the jungle
To places I have never been

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been crying with the wolves
[Drop]

To get to you, to get to you

To get to you, to get to you, to get to you
Drunk on a feeling, alone with the stars in the sky
[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been crying with the wolves
Your fingertips trace my skin
All for you, yeah, all for you
I’ve been crying with the wolves

[Verse 2]
To get to you, to get to you
I’ve been down the darkest alleys
Saw the dark side of the moon
I’ve been down the darkest alleys
I’ve been running with the wolves

[Chorus]
Water or wine, don’t make me choose
Break down these walls and come on in
[Chorus]
Blindly, I am following
I’ve been running with the wolves
In your eyes, there’s a heavy blue
To get to you, to get to you
I’ve been running through the jungle
Took too much to ease the anger
To get to you, to get to you
I’ve been running through the jungle
To get to you
I wanna feel the way that we did that summer night, night
I’ve been running through the jungle
To get to you
I’ve looked for love in every stranger
I wanna feel the way that we did that summer night, night
I’ve been running through the jungle
One to love, and one to lose
To get to you
[Drop]
To get to you, to get to you

Took too much to ease the anger
I’ve been running through the jungle
Saw the dark side of the moon
I’ve been down the darkest alleys

To get to you, to get to you, to get to you
[Verse 1]

I’ve been running with the wolves
I’ve looked for love in every stranger
To get to you, to get to you
Drunk on a feeling, alone with the stars in the sky
All for you, yeah, all for you
[Chorus]
Took too much to ease the anger

To get to you, to get to you, to get to you

FLETCHER – You Should Talk

Yeah, you should talk (ooh)

That shit I did, yeah, you did it too
Cause to fuck it up takes it two
I’m the girl who ruins everything

If that’s true
Heard you found somebody new (yeah)
(If you miss me)

I’m the girl who ruined everything
If you miss me
Well you should talk
That shit I did, yeah, you did it too
With someone else could be heaven so why is it hell?
Well you should talk, cause you gave up
When you cut me I don’t feel the pain
Well you should talk
If you miss me say you do, do, do…

I’d call you up, but babe this ones on you
Yeah, you should talk
But you should talk
Cause to fuck it up takes it two
Well you should talk, cause you gave up (you gave up)
Cause to fuck it up takes it two (and you know it’s true)
Yeah, you should talk (ooh)
Heard you found somebody new (baby, you should talk)
Ain’t that what you’re saying, baby
Yeah, I heard what you’ve been saying, baby
But you should talk (but you should talk)
Thinking about you (about you)

Yeah, you should talk
I’m insane
Ain’t that what you’re saying baby
If that’s true, why am I still in your old shirt
Yeah, I heard what you’ve been saying, baby
I’m insane
Yeah, you should talk
Well you should talk, cause you gave up
Should I call her right now?"
That shit I did, yeah, you did it too
"She moved on, she’s so gone I can tell
Well you should talk (well you should talk)
Yeah, you should talk

Thinking about you (about you)
Never cared about you, that’s what you’re saying
If you miss me say you do, do, do…

You tell yourself
Why am I still in your old shirt
Heard you found somebody new (yeah)
I’d call you up, but babe this ones on you
But you should talk
If you miss me say you do (say you do, say you do, say you do, say you do) do, do, do…
I’d call you up, but babe this ones on you

Royal Blood – How Did We Get So Dark

How did I become a lookalike
Oh
Someone you used to love
So dark
Would burn to dust
How did we get so dark?
How did something so sweet tear us apart?
Oh, on a sinking ship with a heavy heart
Just someone you used to love
You started running
Oh
Nobody warned you
And I could have told you
Now there’s no one you can trust
Everything you’ve learnt
How did something so sweet tear us apart?
Of someone you used to love?
When everything turned cold
How’d we get so dark?
I saw it coming
Oh, on a sinking ship with a heavy heart
So dark
Like the shadow on the wall
Someone you used to love
The tables would turn
How did we get so dark?

K Camp – Family Matters

These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
[Bridge]
I’m out of mind
I know niggas that let me down
Got me feelin’ like Pac back

These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
Mama stressin’ and its fuckin’ with me
I’m just tryna get my mind right

Me without cash, that is abnormal
And imma fuckin’ act a fool with it
[Verse 2]
[Verse 2]
Suck my dick and baby drool with it
I be flexin on purpose
No it ain’t formal
[Hook]
Rare SOUND
Grandma sick and its fuckin’ with me
My bitch is bad you know she ain’t normal
I got some that I let go
My shit get real will you stick around
Copped the watch then I dropped 50
I ain’t met a nigga fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
Top back and I’m swerving

These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
I ain’t met a nigga fuckin’ with me
I got hoes that I kept around
But this shit isn’t normal
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
Too many bitches, out on the town
New crib got a pool in it
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
When niggas was normal
[Hook]
30k for a new bitch
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
Imma fuckin’ act a fool with it
Wish I could rewind, and back in the days
Feel like Julius Erving

You’ll never catch no suckas with me
30k for the time right
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
Getting head in a suburban
Then I came back to the city
Bitch I’m hungry and lurkin
Misunderstood and I’m cutthroat
You’ll never catch no suckas with me
In the drop push a buck 50
Louis my loafers, Gucci my thermal
Too much pressure you can’t start that
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
He don’t know what to do with it
[Outro]
Fill the wood with the petro
Most them niggas was my niggas then
Was in the dark but I found light
You’ll never catch no suckas with me
You’ll never catch no suckas with me

You know she ain’t normal
I ain’t met a nigga fuckin’ with me
Was in LA for a minute

Hella paper go to school with it
[Verse 1]
I got niggas that’ll cock back
Most them niggas ain’t my niggas now
Blessings come when the time right

Top back you can’t top that
All that nigga do is pillow talk

Leony! – Surrender

Surrender
[Chorus]
Surrender
When we both lay down together
Can make me shout out loud
Hands up to the holy
I know I should just let you go, your love is my sin
Surrender
[Pre-Chorus]
When we both lay down together
Surrender
I’m loosing all control
And I feel you take a hold

These nights when I make no sound
I feel your touch, my eyes they roll inside my head
You and you only
I wave the flag, defenses down, I let you in
These nights when I’m lonely
[Verse 2]
Surrender
When we both lay down together
This feeling that you’ve given me, I’m into it
Surrender
I’m loosing all control, I feel myself
Surrender
I’m losing all control
I want you to hold me
Surrender
These lights are on, I know they stole my innocence
I’m loosing all control, I feel myself
When we both lay down together
I’m loosing all control
And I feel you take a hold
I need your love around
Give in, let the words come down

[Verse 1]
I didn’t think I would ever feel that love again
Surrender
[Bridge]
When we both lay down together
When we both lay down together
Surrender

[Chorus]
Surrender
Our hearts they strike like lightning bolt into the wind
[Pre-Chorus]

And I feel you take a hold
[Pre-Chorus]
Surrender
Surrender
I’m losing all control, I feel myself

When we combine we intertwine, my skin, your skin

[Chorus]

Khalid – Young Dumb & Broke (On The Late Show With Stephen Colbert) (Live)

Young, young dumb and broke

Fun
Young dumb broke high school kids

Young, young dumb and broke
I’m so high at the moment
Yadadadadadada
I’m so high at the moment
What’s fun about commitment?
You always say I’m wrong
Yadadadadadadada
Young, young dumb and broke
Young dumb broke high school kids
While we’re young dumb
Young dumb broke high school kids

Yadadadadadadada
Yadadadadadadada
Yeah, we’re just young dumb and broke
I can not give you everything, you know I wish I could
Young, young dumb and broke
Yadadadadadadada
While we’re young dumb

Yadadadadadadada
Young, young dumb and broke
Yadadadadadada
So you’re still thinking of me
Young dumb
Young dumb broke high school kids
But we still got love to give
Young dumb
Young dumb broke high school kids
Young dumb
We have so much in common
We argue all the time
While we’re young dumb
Young, young dumb and broke
I’m so caught up in this
Yadadadadadada
But we still got love to give
Young dumb

Young dumb broke high school kids
But we still got love to give
Just like I know you should
Yadadadadadadada
Yadadadadadadada
Young dumb
Love
Jump and we think, leave it all in the game of love
Whoa-oa-oa
Run into sin, do it all in the name of fun
I’m pretty sure I’m right
Young dumb
Yadadadadadadada
When we have our life to live
Young, young dumb and broke
Yeah, we’re just young, dumb and broke
Yeah, we’re just young, dumb and broke
Young dumb broke high school kids
Yadadadadadada
I’m so caught up in this
Young, young dumb and broke
Young, young dumb and broke

Lil Xan – Xanarchy

[Verse 1]
Now you need new residence, ayy, ayy (what)
Lil Xan, wait, I fuck yo’ bitch
Never lose inertia, yuh, ayy, haha-ayy (out the boof)
Movin’ silent doe, yeah (huh, what) What?
Leave it, throw on the roof (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Ayy, I ain’t got no hoe (no, what)
We out here
Lemme transmit my lingo
Got the girls attached
What? Ayy
Out the boof
Movin’ silent tho’
Guess what?
She call me, a daydreamer, what?
Cream soda pour my lean, yeah (what, what, what, what)
You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat

Ayy, yo’ bitch she a vir…ah..uh (pew-pew, brr, ayy, what)
(Xanarchy, huh) Movin’ Xan n’ dope, ayy, what?
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Bitch, I’m out the muthafucking boof, bitch
Yo’ bitch in my two seater, hah (brr, brr, brr)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (shout-out Bobby Johnson, bitch)
Xanarchy
Uh, ayy, drop-top Lexus
Ayy, ayy, yo’ team need’a new leader (ayy, and I’m..)
Ayy, join the wave, bitch

Only for my team, yeah (pew, pew, pew, pew)
Ayy, I just poured a four in my two liter (brr, uh, skrrt)
Smirk and you got evidence (ayy)
[Outro]
Ayy, big booty, big bitch ayy, yeah (brr)
Carried late, got all these baby things, yeah (pew, pew)
Rollin’ in the beamer ’bout to beam ’em in the beamer, yeah
(brr, brr-brr) Why your girl masturbate to my lyrics?
[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m with the Misfits, big booty, big bitch, hah (brr)
Talk shit, haha, ayy (pew, pew)
Foul dirty words, rip a J around
Ayy, silence on my heater (brr, brr, brr)
No strings attack, ayy, ayy, none of things.. ayy-yah
Yeah, ayy, ah-uhh, haha, fuck it, yah (yuh, brr-brr)
It ain’t even a thing, yeah
I wan’ kill myself, bih’
Yeah, your bitch, she a virgin yuh-hah, ayy
Ayy, snakes this silence tho’ (brr, brr, brr)
Another dead president
Lil Xan fuck yo’ bitch, yeah
Ayy, diamonds wind up Finding Nemo
Gold neck, roll in, come to me, ha

Bitch, Xanarchy gang, bitch
Shot fired from the ground, yah
My beamer’s lurkin’, talkin’ ’bout some searchin’ (out the boof)
Big mounds of money, yah
Checkin’ out bae on my checklist
No diamond ring for my t’ing, yeah (pew, pew, pew, pew)
Limousine got the bean

Lupe Fiasco – All While Doing A Rubik’s Cube One-Handed

L’Oreal, story tales
White people having serious brand issues, can’t kiss you
To motivate the saviors
The boy cow’s a gaucho
I just don’t to wait at these great American gates again
To overtake the haters
How so?
Who watchin’ you by the cap

Caps sizzle packs in the van
You are not the cannon fodder, relax
As well, Oswald Cobblepot, Alpo
Yeah, yeah, yeah

What they say, what they say now

What they say, what they say now
Well isn’t it?
Deal is half pickle
What they say, what they say now
The correlated, the laureates
Patiently staying in place for 3 hours for a rollercoaster is ridiculous
No relation unless it’s coronated to coronets
Now uncle Trump’s making me feel so un-wonderful with the hat
Catch me outside, how ’bout dat
Protect Lil B, at all costs, namsayin’
[Intro]
Make America great again
Fuck Harvey Weinstein if you want to act
Pepperpot love a heartless man in a letter that’s penned to Gwyneth Paltrow
What they say, what they say now
[Verse 1]
Last club, left the bathtub
That’s thizzle as Mac Drizzle
Jammed as bad pistols
[Outro: Lil B]
Behind the scenes, fuckin’ us from the back
The ends justify the outro
Like a flash flood baptism
Got too comfortable with Barack
Black hue, Hugh Heffner to the heifers
Rush blush on the rough cuts of the [?]
So I love them and it’s all good, you feel me? It’s all love though, like I said, it’s all love Been by myself. I’m still here, I got jumped by like 10 mothafuckas, you know what I’m sayin? It’s all love, I don’t promote violence, I’m never with the violence.
Trust all the Einsteins if you want the facts
Protect Lil B and all lowercase betas
The poorly dressed

Morrissey – I Wish You Lonely (Lyric Video)

So that you might see routine for me
And never coming back, never coming back
Remember how I can’t sleep
Turn the key slowly
Tombs are full of fools who gave their life upon command
Of everything you demand
You want and you need
I wish you lonely
Tombs full of fools who gave their life upon command
The same old glue and never coming true, never true
And to hell
If only for one day

But never giving in, never giving in

Oh heroin, heroin, heroin, heroin, heroin
And now never coming back, never coming back
Of monarchy, oligarch, head of state, potentate
I wish you lonely
Think of yourself only
Since the day I was born, born

An earthquake couldn’t agitate, couldn’t agitate
Or if ever I do, an earthquake
Like the last tracked humpback whale
Tombs are full of fools who gave their life upon command
To hell with everybody else, everybody else
Of Romance gone wrong
Chased by gunships from Bergen

Moses Sumney – Plastic (On Later… With Jools Holland, BBC Two) (Live)

My wings are made of plastic, my wings are made of plastic
My wings are made up

[Outro]
My wings are made of plastic, my wings are made of plastic
I know what it is to be broken and be bold
You see my silhouette, so you’re standing scared of me
And I know what it’s like to behold and not be held
Tell you that my silver is gold
[Hook]
My wings are made of plastic, my wings are made of plastic
Though we’re much too old for make believe
My wings are made of plastic, my wings are made of plastic
Shootin’ cross the sky like a star
To never let it get too far
Funny how a stomach unfed
And so am I
[Verse]
But nobody told me
My wings are made of plastic, my wings are made of plastic
Can I tell you a secret?

And you caught me
Seems satisfied ’cause it’s swell and swollen
My wings are made of plastic, my wings are made of plastic

Tommy Genesis – Tommy (Uncensored)

Can’t find another girl, Tommy
She look the same, she look the same
Tommy, Tommy
She look the same, she look the same
Can’t find another girl, Tommy
Tommy, Tommy
She changed her name, Tommy
You fly me out like you found me

[Chorus]
You know she come from the country
Can’t find another girl, Tommy
She change her name, Tommy
Nobody fuck with Tommy
We in this church, save me
This is my song, Tommy
[Verse 1]
I don’t need you, nah
She want a picture with Tommy
Who made the beat, Charlie
I do not fuck with you, maybe
She wanna know who’s Tommy
I don’t know who you are lately
Models, they run from me
She got new game
All these bitches get off me
[Hook]
What do you need, Tommy?
[Post-Hook]
We got a movement like baby

She drive a Ford, Tommy

Who’s this girl Tommy?
Tommy, Tommy
[Outro]
She got no game, mami
I got a gun, Tommy
Why, why do you turn the cheek?

Why, do you think I’m weak?
Why, why do you follow me?
We got a movement like baby
You know she come from the country
Tommy, Tommy
[Chorus]
Nobody rock like Tommy
She wanna know who’s Tommy
You know I wear that Hilfiger
You paid the bill like you want me
I do not fuck with you, maybe
Tommy, Tommy
Tommy, Tommy
You know she did me, admit it
We got a moment like baby
You know I stare when you with her

She can’t afford Tommy

All these bitches get off me
She can’t afford Tommy
We in this church, I save me

She drive a Ford, Tommy
I don’t know who you are lately
You paid the bill like you want me
[Verse 2]
But boy, can you swallow me?
Tommy, Tommy
I don’t need you, nah
[Hook]
What do you want on me?
You fly me out like you found me
She want a picture with Tommy
Nobody’s high like Tommy
Can’t find another girl, Tommy
I do not fuck with you, maybe
You know she hit me, admit it
I don’t know who you are lately
We in this church, save me
Tommy, Tommy

Crooked I – Truth (Why U Mad) (feat. Royce 5’9″)

"And what’d you do with it?"
On a foolish mission
I left my deposit slip on the Gaza strip, while I was checking my connect
You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
Oh you mad ’cause I’m stylin’ on you
Wait!
[Verse 2: Royce Da 5’9"]
Like berets
I’m about the deposits like I’m in debt, ‘cept I’m not in debt
I confess, shit don’t go right, then I go left
If it ain’t Crooked, Kendrick and Cole, bitch, then it’s me
Your brides is [?], but your [?]
You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
[Chorus]
"I gave you niggas the truth, huh? Huh?"
I’m the flyest yet
I don’t get you there, I come to yo’ lab
The hood is moving different than you envisioned
Marshall called me the best out, I called him the "kettle black"
But I woke up my people, been rapping like Common since
I move in silence and I don’t move inside it, unless I’m protected like contracepts
I don’t get you there, I come to yo’ ave
We’ll be ignoring distorting on what’s important
Tell the truth, "nigga, who the best in this industry?"
Thought you got me my [?] was wet
But you was trippin’, because your jewels have nothing to do with wisdom
No time to listen to dudes who spittin’, while music’s missing
I’m a seasoned Slaughter House general, ya’ll the beginners bro
Even though there’s been a war on the poor
We lost souls, put that on the bible

Me and your survival was more than vital
There’s fewer Christians and fewer Bishops reading them Jewish scriptures
If I’m starving you know I target your dinner bowl

Nah, I wasn’t cool with it
I kill rich niggas instantly
You stupid, ludicrous, nigga
Wait!
I’ma show up where you did your show last
Because nobody like the black ones
Consumerism’s the new religion

You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
Part of a team that brings all the women
You only acting tough ’cause you sniffing coke and sippin’ Hennessy
You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
That’s easy, I be somewhere else, being the best who does it
You’s a victim (Amen)
You niggas losing it
They say my people are like Jelly Beans
All I said to that little thot, was "hello" back
Sell us some Jordan’s
My cars is parked in an underground garage like Das EFX
What if I told you I knew the system wanted the future spending their youth in prison
I shall let this nine go pyrotech’
You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
I click triggers re-lentlessly
You ignored it and bought a bunch of fairy tales, huh? (uh, uh)
We not friends, do not flinch like Tourette’s
I’m disguised as Ness
[Verse 1: KXNG CROOKED]
Yes!
I rap to kill rappers and for my respect
Show up frontin’ like I’m drunk with the MO-AB
Before they was recording, Jordan scoring titles
[?]
You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
That’s gon’ be yo’ ass

I confess
God just wept
Lies gon’ catch up and guys get lied to rest
"Who would listen?"
I don’t rap for checks
[Chorus]
When I’m summoning, summer bring autumn winters
I’m a Contra-vet
I got asked in a interview, "where did I think I would be if I wasn’t in this bitch being the best who does it?"
Unless it’s our culture, then they like everything
While I’m here I’m fucking all your little bitches
When I’m stepping wherever, they got to check the weather
I’m like Nas, I’m about the check
I coulda’ did it for the mainstream (uh, uh)
You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
I’m too up to understand what under means
Anytime I’m coming it’s humbling to all contenders
Male or female, we can bet your budget
You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
Oh you mad ’cause I’m stylin’ on you
"I tell the truth, I get attacked, huh?"
A slew of bitches with shoe addictions and niggas who truly risking it all for the coupe if the roof is missing
I’m a part of an augmented envision in God’s image
Truthfully, I never thought I’d rap like Common Sense
I’m on yo’ head!

The Soup Dragons – I’m Free

And I’m free to be who I choose
Free from the dee (?)
Free from the lackamissa (?)
Love me, hold me
Don’t be afraid of your freedom
To be what I want any old time
Free like a bee
I said I’m free to be who I choose
‘Cause I’m free to do what I want any old time (I’m a new creation)
‘Cause I’m free to do what I want

And I’m free to be who I choose any old time
I’m free to do what I want any old time

To get my booze any old time
Free from the dee (?)
(Don’t be afraid of your freedom)
Love me, hold me
‘Cause I’m free
‘Cause I’m free to do what I want any old time

I said I’m free to do what I want any old time
These are the words me hear from my grandaddy, come on
Love me, hold me
These are the words me hear from my grandaddy
‘Cause I’m free to do what I want any old time
Don’t be afraid of your freedom
Freedom
Hold me (and love will never die)
‘Cause I’m free to do what I want
Said it’s nice to be free, nice to be free

I say love me, hold me
I say love me (love me forever)
Who say nothing in this world like when a man know he free
To be what I want any old time

Free like a butterfly
Free from the lackamissa (?)
Do you hear what I say

I say love me, hold me
To get my booze any old time
These are the words me hear from my grandaddy

Problem – Get On It (feat. Bad Lucc)

Talking with my round diamond lane, I thought you knew that
These hoes thanking it’s snow
[Verse 2: Problem]
Huh, give a fuck, nigga whaat
Word to Master P and Young Bleed
Cause we gonna be like huh, nigga what
Run up on me, you get your ass beat blue black
Huh, give a fuck, nigga whaat
See me on the 10 with my squad we so trill
Big talking bout beef till you serve they ass a slab
Your money funny you a clown
The bro Berg, keep a pistol gripped pump on his lap at all time
[Hook: Problem]
[Hook: Problem]
I get it going my nig, I blow the horn and she ready
[Verse 3: Bad Lucc]
She said he got a ticket on the molly, mommy do that
Them hoes on stop
I do it for my bros of the Locke
Banging my gang like uh

Millionaire mind, fuck a thousand-dollar brain
Underground king, no checker, shout out to the bitch pressing
It depends on how much of that shit I just had
Go on fall back, cause you don’t want no problems like that
When I’m done they always ask
How you do dat there?
A nigga be like
Cause I’m a pimp see, word to Bun B
Disrespectful? Nigga please, I’m the one with the fetti
[Verse 1: Problem]
Pill cool but I prefer my MDMA by the bag
Or uptown with them foolies niggas, trapping by the mill
I’m just doing my thang, fingers in the sky
Now it’s 442 my pack a bang rewinding
Hop up in my lane, shit be looking way different
Go on get nerve, I’m off the curb
Compton for real, you ain’t gotta ask nigga
Huh, give a fuck, nigga whaat
Whatever however, cause young niggas stay trying
A nigga be like huh, nigga what
Strap it up, you murder the pussy
Thousand dollar lame only get loud around his gang ass nigga, ass nigga
See me?
Mike Vick with the shit, I don’t need to pass nigga
Your bitch hit me up then I’m probably going down
I’m just doing my thang, fingers in the sky
Floating through the city like I’m on a raft nigga
Like what that shit do, yeah
My bitch is red as a Honda throw back on them Yokohamas
You touch the paper it’s go, me I’m just granted for show
I just throw up a diamond, nigga, cause Lane is the gang!

Banging my gang like uh
Heavy hitter right here, all you other niggas jabs
Who dat
Woo, like Flair
Who dat, talking bout, who dat
Pound half-Raider, hunned sixes is where we grew that
See them and be like huh, nigga, what?
Cause we gonna be like huh, nigga what

Through these thousand dollars frames
Do the math hoes clash, cause I got them yelling
Huh, give a fuck, nigga whaat
Get a weight lift, reppin’ Cal like Ripken I’m on fire right now
I bet your lady knew that
Real beef you don’t talk, you just murder a pussy
Blow my weed, smash the gas

Go on fall back, cause you don’t want no problems like that
Huh, give a fuck like whaat
P burnin’, no Syphilis
I used to wear Pirellis back when Nelly was on top
Push mountains of herb, you niggas already heard
Huh, nigga what
I pull your bitch she trying kick it fast as Chun Li

I’ma slam the scraper
I’m going out with a bang, it’s Lane on the chain

Eric Church – Round Here Buzz

Hell, I’ve never been east of Dallas
Lit up like that one stoplight
‘Cause you ain’t ’round here none
Keep putting ’em down here, ‘nother round here
Ever since you caught that out there bug
Catch me a ’round here buzz
I catch me a ’round here buzz
Ever since you caught that out there bug
‘Til my down here
‘Til my down goes up
Another Friday night
And her dad was hell bent on saving me
Is lit up like that one stoplight
‘Round here buzz
Yeah, I’m sure there’s higher highs
Where the high risers rise
Under that high school bleacher
There’s a line of cars leaving
Across from that welcome sign
But he’s got two for one ’til two tonight
Got no gas in his neon light
Got no idea where you are now
I’m just a parking lot down and outer
I catch me a ’round here buzz
Ever since you caught that out there bug
Or if you ever got that penthouse palace
Catch me a ’round here buzz
Keep putting ’em down here, ‘nother round here
I catch me a ’round here buzz
‘Til my down goes up
Catch me a ’round here buzz
Across from that welcome sign
Keep putting ’em down here, ‘nother round here
I drove that preacher’s daughter crazy
Across from that welcome sign
‘Cause you ain’t ’round here none
‘Cause you ain’t ’round here none
Her mama was my homeroom teacher
Lit up like that one stoplight
I never had big city eyes
Home team’s got an out of towner
I catch me a ’round here buzz
Me, I’m sitting on the hood of mine drinking
But me, I’m gonna sit right here tonight, and
I catch me a ’round here buzz
No, Scotty’s ain’t got no vibe