Conway Twitty – Slow Hand

Darlin’, don’t say a word, I’ve already heard
On the crazy wind of the night
You know it’s alright I’ve got time
On shadowed ground, with no one around
You want a lover with an easy touch
You’ve got a lover with an easy touch
The lazy sway of the trees
Hey, we’re drifting free, like two lost leaves
When it comes to love, you want a slow hand
When it comes to love, you want a slow hand
Not come and go in a heated rush, baby believe me I understand
As the midnight moon was driftin’ through
You want a man with a slow hand
Not seeing what you wanted to see
You’ve got somebody who will spend some time
I saw the look in your eyes, looking into the night
You’ve got a man with a slow hand
Not come and go in a heated rush, baby believe me I understand
What your body’s sayin’ to mine, if you want all night
You want a lover with an easy touch
You want somebody who will spend some time
Not come and go in a heated rush baby, believe me I understand
Darlin’, don’t say a word, I’ve already heard
And a blanket of stars in our eyes
You’ve got somebody who will spend some time with you baby
You’ve got a slow groove on your mind
What your body’s sayin’ to mine, you’re tired of fast moves

Alanis Morissette – You Oughta Know

Of the mess you left when you went away
And I’m here, to remind you
To be open wide, no
‘Til you died, but you’re still alive
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It’s not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
Well, can you feel it?
You seem very well, things look peaceful
Down someone else’s back I hope you feel it

You’d hold me until you died
That was me and I’m not gonna fade
And are you thinking of me when you fuck her?
‘Cause the love that you gave that we made
And every time you speak her name
Is she perverted like me?
And every time I scratch my nails
To be open wide, no
Does she know how you told me
Does she speak eloquently
I want you to know, that I am happy for you
It’s not fair, to deny me

‘Cause the love that you gave that we made
You, you, you oughta know
‘Cause the joke that you laid in the bed
Did you forget about me, Mr. Duplicity?
Of the mess you left when you went away

An older version of me
And I’m here, to remind you
Does she know how you told me
Would she go down on you in a theater?
You, you, you oughta know
Wasn’t able to make it enough for you
You, you, you oughta know
And every time you speak her name
Wasn’t able to make it enough for you
And I’m here, to remind you
It’s not fair, to deny me
I wish nothing but the best for you both
You’d hold me until you died
And would she have your baby?
As soon as you close your eyes, and you know it

I’m not quite as well, I thought you should know
Of the mess you left when you went away

Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me

It was a slap in the face
I’m sure she’d make a really excellent mother
‘Til you died, but you’re still alive
How quickly I was replaced

Weezer – Say It Ain’t So

Flip on the telly
The son is drowning in the flood
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Alright
[Verse 3]
[Chorus]

Awakens ancient feelings

In spite of years of silence
This way is a water slide away from me
Is crowding my icebox
Say it ain’t so
Things are good or so I hear
Somebody’s Heine’
[Interlude]
Say it ain’t so
You’ve cleaned up, found Jesus
Say it ain’t so
Feels good, inside
So try and be cool
Oh yeah, alright
That takes her further every day
[Bridge]
[Verse 1]
Say it ain’t so

The bottle is ready to blow

I never could do
So be cool
Your drug is a heartbreaker
[Intro]
This bottle of Stephen’s

That which might hurt you
Wrestle with Jimmy
[Guitar Solo]
Dear Daddy, I write you
Say it ain’t so
My love is a life taker
Somebody’s cold one
Is giving me chills
Your drug is a heartbreaker
Something is bubbling
Say it ain’t so
Like father, stepfather
Oh yeah
My love is a life taker

When I say
Behind my back
My love is a life taker
I can’t confront you
[Verse 2]
[Chorus]
Guess I’ll just close my eyes
Your drug is a heartbreaker
[Chorus]

Blur – Song 2

I got my head down
Woo-hoo
When I feel heavy-metal
Pleased to meet you
Well, I lie and I’m easy
By a jumbo jet
Woo-hoo
It’s not my problem
Why I need you
Oh yeah
Pleased to meet you
Yeah yeah
All the time but I am never sure
Why I need you

Woo-hoo
It’s not my problem
Yeah yeah

When I feel heavy-metal
And I’m pins and I’m needles
I got my head checked
But nothing is
All the time but I’m never sure
No
When I was young

Woo-hoo
Woo-hoo
Well, I lie and I’m easy
Yeah yeah
Woo-hoo
And I’m pins and I’m needles

It wasn’t easy

Collective Soul – Shine

Whoa, heaven let your light shine down

Or fly me in the sky.
Yeah
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Love be there?
Tell me will love be there?
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Or fly me in the sky.
Shine on me
Show me where to look,
Tell me what will I find?
Teach me where to go,

Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Will love be there?
(Shine) C’mon and shine
Give me a sign.
Oh, yeah,
Lay me on the ground,
Give me a word,
What will I find?

Tell me will love be there?
Show me where to look,
Heaven, let your light
Tell me what will I find?
Teach me how to speak,
Love is in the water,
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Show me where to look,
Tell me what will I find?
Show me where to look,

Give me a word,
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
What will I find?
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down

Whoa, heaven let your light shine down

Love is in the air.
Lay me on the ground,
I’m gonna let it shine

I’m gonna let it shine
Give me a sign.
What will I find?
Teach me how to share.
What will I find?
Heaven, let your light

Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Shine on me
Tell me what will I find?
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Shine on me, yeah

Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Show me where to look,

Don Q – Trap Phone (feat. Desiigner)

I know my mom she pray for me

Now you wanna come be a part of it
Just hit my dog, they send them in

And now you gravy on the block
And then to 80 on your block
I’m happy God made a way for me right at the top with the greats where they play for me

I get in the lab and I turn into a scientist, got ’em thinkin’ ’bout retirement
It got gold sets and I’m settin’ goals
I know these niggas got thoughts of betraying me
Keep them outsiders away from me
I got some [?] for loungers
They watchin’ the ice when I step at the light
I get your girl give me back bone
[Verse 2: Desiigner]
[Chorus: Desiigner]
Yeah, yeah!
I call my dogs, they veterans
I got too lazy to count it
Then put .380’s in your top
Nigga, we ain’t under nobody
[Verse 3: Don Q]
We’ve been all through the pain
Same
I see the [?] had a vacancy

I got some hoes out the country and I got a bunch of them flying in
I put some 6’s in that home
Aimbot, aimbot, first I whack him, then I whack a cop
[Intro: Don Q]
Can’t have no strangers around us
And the rain
I put some 6’s in that dome
Now congratulations and pop champagne
He goin’ back to the trap when he left parole
I put some 6’s in that dome
I get your girl give me back bone
I get some bitches on that phone, I get some riches on that phone

I put some 6’s in that chrome
I put some 6’s in that chrome
I got a phone, it’s a trap phone
And now it’s navy on the block
Don
For the fame
Look at my chain it’s astounding

I’m too impatient for browsing, I want it I’m bringing it straight to the counter
You wasn’t there when we started it
Yeah

Y’all do some snitchin’ on that phone
[Chorus: Desiigner]
They say I’m the one who gon’ conquer it
They slaughtered my name and they tarnished it
I just came up on a open lane
[Verse 1: Don Q]
I get your girl give me back bone
Be lookin’ wavy on your block
I got a phone, it’s a trap phone
So much shit that we did
I put some 6’s in that dome
I get some bitches on that phone, I get some riches on that phone
I’m tyna boss up and start up an agency
I put some 6’s in that chrome
I’m a product of my environment
First in the morning, and in the night faithfully
I give my dogs the medicine
I get some product and flood the environment

I drop a tint when I left the [?]

I give my dog the weapon, then
Put the suit back on all you niggas
I got a phone, it’s a trap phone
We came in Atlantic for partnership

L.O.D, Highbridge
Gold Lex and my neck is froze
I’m way too busy to do it, I pay an accountant to pay my accountant
My legacy gon’ be set in stone
Y’all do some snitchin’ on that phone
Look at this shit I’m inspiring, I’m a nigga they admiring
Y’all do some snitchin’ on that phone
Fuck what I overcame
Did it all for the fame
[Chorus: Desiigner]
[Outro: Desiigner]
I put some 6’s in that home
I know some niggas that’s never home, but they do dirt and never tell a soul
I get some bitches on that phone, I get some riches on that phone
[?]
Paid 380 for the top
I put some 6’s in that home

Jay-Z – Legacy

My stake in Roc Nation should go to you
TIDAL, the champagne, D’USSÉ, I’d like to see
A nice peace-fund ideas from people who look like we
He was preachin’ on Sundays, versus how he was livin’ Monday
See how the universe works?
She might start an institute
Legacy, Legacy, Legacy, Legacy
Black excellency, baby, let ’em see

You run this hard just to stay in place
[Verse 2]
Keep up the pace
That charge of energy set all the Carters back
My parents ain’t have shit, so that shift started with me
That was the sweetest thing of all time, uh
‘Cause strangely our division led to multiple religions
You run this hard just to stay in place
We gon’ start a society within a society
[Outro: Donny Hathaway]
Generational wealth, that’s the key
Daddy, what’s a will?
[Chorus]
I remember, like, listenin’ to Wu-Tang
Someday we’ll all be free

[Verse 1]
It’s a gift and a curse
That’s major, just like the Negro League
Leave a piece for your siblings to give to their children too
You see, my father, son of a preacher man
[Chorus]

Legacy, Legacy, Legacy, Legacy
She might put poor kids through school
Keep up the pace, baby
Eric, the rest to B for whatever she wants to do
Whose daughter couldn’t escape the reach of the preacher’s hand
[Bridge]

Someday I forgive him
Legacy, Legacy, Legacy, Legacy
[Intro: Blue Ivy Carter]
Take those moneys and spread ‘cross families
My sisters, Hattie and Lou, the nephews, cousins and TT
I hated religion ’cause here was this Christian

Black excellence baby, you gon’ let ’em see
Those times are now back, just now called Afro-tech

Day, someday, someday we’ll all
I studied Muslim, Buddhist, and Christians
That’s how we keep Carter money all in the family
My mom took her money, she bought me bonds
It takes my hurt and help me find more of myself

And niggas like, "Your seed married his seed, married my seed"
And I was runnin’ from him, He was givin’ me wisdom
Black excellence, you gon’ let ’em see
That’s called the Red Queen’s Race
Legacy, Legacy, Legacy, Legacy

[Interlude]
Black excellency, baby, let ’em see
It took all these years to get to zero in fact
There was a time America wouldn’t let us ball

Jay-Z – Smile (feat. Gloria Carter)

[Verse 3: JAY-Z]

I’m that boy
[Intro: JAY-Z & Stevie Wonder]
Huh, blood diamonds drippin’ with guilt, I still ain’t trippin’
In every one of y’all televised shows
Yet it’s legal in Colorado, yeah, we deny
In the shadows people see you as happy and free
No harm for them, no harm for me
[Chorus: JAY-Z & Stevie Wonder]
Objects is further than they appear
The separation is clear in my rear-view mirror
[Chorus: JAY-Z & Stevie Wonder]
Fuck a slice of the apple pie, want my own cake
Take a young nigga freedom over some dirt
I just wanna see you smile through all the hate

Smile, you recordin’?
Good times never fade away, smile
Living in the shadow
But my story’s too wide to fit inside the line or two
Oh yeah, I was born with a pair, playin’ for high stakes
Good morn’ or evening, friends
But he gotta respect the Elohim as a whole new regime
This is Hov, no flex zone, nigga, who lied to you?
But trust me, that was nothin’ a nigga up in

Kept the tray on me like Chris Paul then
Even when I’m gone and you remember me, smile
This was meant to be a haiku, huh
I know you often heard me wax poetic ’bout bein’ back in the Lexus
Now you see the real in the front row
Drug dealers and abusers, America likes me ruthless
Bad times turn to good memories, smile
Now the whole projects on my jet
Marie Antoinette, baby, let ’em eat cake
That blood money I giggle at it, can’t even support my miss’ habit
Look, you a pedestrian, don’t ever question the security I provided you
Smile
Even if I’m not with you here today, smile
Niggas’ll love you but hate you ’cause they can’t be you

Super facts

So our music is ours, niggas own their own houses
Good morn’ or evening, friends
Even if I’m not with you here today, smile
I said, "Pre-haps I Freudian slipped in European whips"
God in the flesh, the rest of these niggas is vain
Appreciate the pain, it’s a blessin’
Ours was, "Fuck you, pay me" now it’s, "Fuck payin’ me, I pay you
Tryna put a million on the whole team now
Anita Baker’s "You Bring Me Joy" slappin’ out of the toy
God sent me to break the chain, I’m the true and livin’
[Verse 1: JAY-Z]

Cried tears of joy when you fell in love
Good morn’ or evening, friends
And niggas playin’ for power, huh
You live in the shadows for fear of someone hurting your family or the person you love
Y’all knew that was comin’, I had to remind y’all again, huh?
That’s why it’s a black market, that’s why it’s called the trap
Everybody wave bye to the guy you thought you could lie to
[Outro: Gloria Carter]
Good times never fade away, smile
Can you imagine what kind of life it is to live?
I mastered my aesthetics
Niggas switched sides, traded pride, we don’t do all that
But you live with the fear of just being me
Living in the shadow feels like the safe place to be
Welcome back Carter, smile
‘Cause the more I reveal me, the more they ‘fraid of the real me
All these people was gon’ kill me, heh
Niggas’ll rip your shit off TIDAL just to spite you
The hundreds of millions, I have no ceilings, ah, this that feelin’
20 years ago we drove Bentley Azures
Here’s your friendly announcer
Even when I’m gone and you remember me, smile
Had to pretend so long that she’s a thespian
Oh y’all thought I was washed? I’m at the cleaners
Oh, these that drugs, heron flow, I spaz on the stove
Dump ’em all in the bayou, uh
Drinkin’ Ace of Spades like it’s codeine now
Push through the pain so we can see new life
Fear for you, bro, we know the system don’t work
Living two lives, happy, but not free
Shout out to Hoffa back home, he in the church
Norman’s Cay, he looked up and out of the Lear
That’s why it’s called the projects ’cause it’s exactly that
My therapist said I relapsed
Society shame and the pain was too much to take
Flyin’ paper planes through the projects
A loss ain’t a loss, it’s a lesson
Don’t matter to me if it’s a him or her
Bet before I go I put a billion on the board
Put the rest away for Blue"
Jewelry shoppin’ in Pa- all ya jewelers should be embarrassed
‘Cept try to free you Ahhhh, what did I do?
Launderin’ dirty money like the Teamsters, huh
The world is changing and they say it’s time to be free
In charge of my own fate, respect Jimmy Iovine

Hall of Fame Hov, I did it all without a pen

A stain on the white suit, inferior IQ
Love who you love, because life isn’t guaranteed
When I heard you got booked, that shit hurt
Had to hide in the closet, so she medicate
So all the ladies havin’ babies, see a sacrifice
[Verse 2: JAY-Z]
Mama had four kids, but she’s a lesbian
We drinkin’ Cristal and…yeah
Black entrepreneurs, free enterprise
Slammin’ Bentley doors like we invented doors
Far as draft picks, my name did not get called
Smile
That’s life, winners and losers
Because that’s what you want them to see
How niggas can’t relate?
Smile
Bad times turn to good memories, smile
But life is short, and it’s time to be free

Jay-Z – Marcy Me

I started in lobbies, now parley with Saudis
Just the way I’m raised
Yet we know not what we may be"
I ain’t gonna change, no
Oh, can’t walk away, I know, I know
Chicken-heads be cluckin’
Back when ratchet was a ratchet and a vixen was a vixen
Back when Rodman was a Piston
(Como hás nome, cavaleiro?
Mike was losin’ to Isiah, but he soon would get his sixth one
Marcy me
Y’all flirtin’ with death, I be winkin’ through the scope
Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant
Shout out to Nostrand Ave., Flushing Ave., Myrtle
Eu hei nome Todo o Mundo
I’m a Sufi to goofies, I could prolly speak Farsi
Pregnant pause, give you some second thoughts
When Lisa Bonet was Beyoncé of her day, I had divas, y’all
"Lord, we know who we are
Must be in the air
Or better yet here’s a verse from Hamlet
Yeah, that’s where it all started
When Denzel was blottin’ carpet, I’ll pack a… nine millimeter
Just the way I am always gonna be

You couldn’t change me if you wanted to
I’ma take this with me to the Moon

[Intro]
Came through the bushes smellin’ like roses
[Verse 1]
Shout out to Big Poppa, Daddy Kane, heroes
All the County of Kings, may your ground stay fertile
So maybe I’m the one or maybe I’m crazy
I need a trophy just for that
E meu tempo…)
[Verse 2]
Gave birth to my verbal imagination
The livest one representin’ BK to the fullest
Marcy, Marcy me, just the way I am
Streets is my artery, the vein of my existence
When Slick Rick made "Mona Lisa"
Thus concludin’ my concerto
Cookin’ coke in the kitchen
There’s room on the bandwagon, don’t abort
Back when Pam was on Martin
Bastards duckin’ when Hov be buckin’

I ain’t gonna change, no
Oh Marcy, Marcy me
Nah Think I just popped up in this bitch like a fetus?
Couldn’t change me if I wanted to
Old Brooklyn, not this new shit, shit feel like a spoof

Fat laces in your shoe, I’m talkin’ bustin’ off the roof
I ain’t gonna change, no
I know, I know, I know
I’m the Gotham City heartbeat
Assume a virtue if you have not
And Jam Master Jay was alive I was mixin’
I’m from Marcy Houses, where the boys die by the thousand
Shout out to all the murderers turned murals
[Outro: The-Dream]
Marcy me
Plural, fuck the Federal Bureau
Marcy me
That’s poetry, reek of coca leaf in my past
Hold a Uzi vertical, let the thing smoke

Pressa – Basically

See me out in the public (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
13 like Scottie Pippen
[Pre-Hook]
She say I’m bossy, diamonds look glossy
I’m here for the industry and leave with it like it came with me
And they don’t want war, ah
My niggas do time for me, hopin’ for early release
Bad bitch she on me, and she half Vietnamese
Sold three zips, fishes
Tec’ in the mattress, my shooters stay active
I stay by the court, where life so short, he blew a technical
These niggas they all a gimmick, these niggas they real they bitches
My [?] they miss me, empty like a vacancy
[Hook]
These bitches so basically, don’t let it get near to me
These bitches so basically, don’t let it get near to me
[Verse 1]

Since when you a winner, and numbers are lower?
Pull up and dump it, I need my dumpling
I’m selling rocky, go for the glocky
My niggas buy brown, whip it

I’m lookin’ flossy, kill ’em like Nazi’s
I’m here for the industry and leave with it like it came with me
(x2)
These niggas so fake to me, shoot him once fatally
They don’t want smoke oh, so what was it over
Blow off his front lip, catch his body I’m stuntin’
[Hook]
He in Aurora, he pray for the Lord, uh
My niggas buy cars, ship it
It came from over the border, I feel like Al Capone
Ask ’em how they really livin’, I gotta stay optimistic
Got hit with this [torah?]
Bigger than your OG, understand me capiche?
My dawg he a animal, he like a cannibal
My [?] they miss me, empty like a vacancy
I don’t pop oxy’s, I am so saucy
This is not technical, just to get technical
17 in ’83, my niggas they play for keeps
17 in ’83, my niggas they play for keeps

Jay-Z – Bam (feat. Damian Marley)

Uh, y’all make me turn up all this talkin’ down
For the final time you don’t believe these fools
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Ty Ty jumped over niggas and he’s like 5’6"
Y’all gonna make me wig, I’ma give y’all what you want
Emory passed you niggas and he did a bid
When mi come a dance and mi spliff and Guinness
I was on the total fuckin’ opposite
Shawn was in flight mode, I bought a Pyrex
Hear me now
And them su, su, su, su, su
I be skippin’ leg day, I still run the world
What a bam bam yeah, Lord
I was movin’ them kilos, help you move your peoples
Put that drum in your ear, don’t get Srem’d
We still movin’ like y’all niggas say y’all did
Mek I tell you hunting season
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV
Niggas could not be further, I fathered your style
What a bam bam

I’ve never seen the runner with so many cars
Shit, stuff a million dollars in the sock drawer
Make niggas weave, niggas is out here fake
Once upon a time in the projects
Too much chatty, chatty, chatty
I don’t give a God damn
Yow this a hunting season
[Chorus: Damian Marley and Jay-Z]
Can’t you see it’s my ambition
Them su, su, su, su, su
And mi seh what a bam bam (Do it, Jay!)
That’s a war chest in case you need your chest knocked off
Just set the price so niggas’ll live your life, my nigga
Love is all I and I bring you know
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV
Dreadlocks nuh live in a tenement yard
I’ll Bobby Shmurda anybody you heard of
Y’all couldn’t stop me, you’re not as tough as you say you are
Too much chatty, chatty, chatty
This a hunting season
I pressed ahead of your team with one finger curled
Them su, su, su, su, su
Voice of the one pon gully banking
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
[Verse 2: Jay Z]
I was in fight mode and now it’s "fuck me, mijo"
I can’t take no threats, I got a set of twins
I come to nice up the whole nation
What a bam bam
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Birth of a Nation, Nat Turner style
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV
Ooh wee, huh

Top ranking, keep it skanking
[Chorus: Damian Marley and Jay-Z]
Laced front to the back, don’t front
Well, I tell ya something season
Before we had A&R’s, we had AR’s too

Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard
Cake and dumpling season
Yow, crowd of people–go and mind yuh business
Got the heart of a giant, don’t you ever forget
Sometimes you need your ego, gotta remind these fools
Uh, niggas is skippin’ leg day just to run they mouth
My advice is just don’t be too nice to niggas
I pulled out the pot when we was outta options
We the only ones really movin’ like y’all say y’all do
Spinners and dumpling season
[Chorus: Damian Marley and Jay-Z]
[Verse 1: Jay-Z]

Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard
And them su, su, su, su, su
Y’all be talkin’ crazy under them IG pictures

Don’t play by the king
Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard
Them chatty, chatty, chatty

Rude boy nuh live in a tenement yard
[Outro: Damian Marley]
I come to nice up the whole nation
I’ll line you all up with one finger wave
Now greetings to the world
Those were just the words you’ll never hear again
Can’t you see it’s my ambition
Too much su, su, su, su, su
Who they effin’ with, and we got FN’s too
Shawn was on that gospel shit
Rude boy nuh live in a tenement yard
And them su, su, su, su, su
So when you get to hell you tell ’em Blanco sent ya
I’ve never seen a worker rock so many jewels
I don’t give a God damn
Don’t you never forget, Jigga got this shit poppin’

Lil Xan – Wake Up

I feel like I’m dead
In my own lane bruh
That’s ok, that’s ok, that’s ok, yeah
I feel like I’m dead

Fuck it, yeah
Fuck it, yeah!
What you mean? What you mean? What you mean? Yeah
Ay, I wake up

I feel like I’m dead
I throw up
Your bitch wanna sex
Ay, I wake up
That’s ok, that’s ok, that’s ok, that’s ok
Xan up, I’m next
What you mean? Yeah
I throw up
Pink audies, they like beans
What you mean?

Ay, I wake up

[Verse]:
I feel like I’m dead
Pretty foreign, bitch clean
I feel like I’m dead
We do not play bruh
[Verse]:
Ay (what)
Fuck it, yeah
Ay, I fucked the game up
Yeah What you mean? What you mean? What you mean?

Ay, I wake up
Yeah, yeah
That bitch is lame bruh
I like bean, I like beans, I like lean (he-hey, ooh)
I feel like I’m dead
Yeah (yea, yea, yea)
[Intro]:
[Hook]:
Ay, I wake up
[Hook]:
Your bitch want-
What you?
I throw up
Fucking around (yeah)
I throw up
[Hook]:
I throw up
I throw up
Ay, I wake up
Ay, I wake up
Feel like I’m-
I feel like I’m dead
Pink roses, pink lean
I feel like I’m dead
My bitch from over state
I feel like I’m dead
That’s ok, that’s ok, that’s ok, yeah
I throw up
I throw up
I drew the game up

Ay, I wake up
Ay, I wake up
That’s ok, that’s ok, that’s ok, that’s ok
I throw up
I feel like I’m dead

Ay, I wake up
[Bridge]:
I throw up
What you mean? Yeah
Ay, I wake up
I feel like I’m dead
[Bridge]:
I throw up
You know I’m next
I throw up

You know you is a lame hoe
She gon come down state
Ay (ooh)
Pink Audies, pink beans
What you mean? Yeah
I feel like I’m dead
Pink roses, pink lean
[?]
Ay, I wake up

Manman Savage & Lil Uzi Vert – Big Face

I just copped a whip, took her on a trip
Why you kiss her face, yeah
Nutted on her face, and nutted on her ass
[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
‘Cause we dick her face, yeah

Xannies ease the pain, yeah
Diamonds on my rings, yeah
Diamonds flood the face, yeah
Goyard on my waist, yeah
I’m also Jamaican, I shoot with a bay
I was outside all the way from the morning
Bitch I swear this is a Porsche, yeah
Diamonds flood the face, yeah
Hundreds they blue face, yeah
Diamonds flood the face, yeah
They ain’t see my face, I ain’t leave a trace
Xannies ease the pain, yeah
VVS diamonds, that’s all on my face
Hundreds they blue face, yeah
My niggas ran a train, choo choo on her ass
Yeah, um this gas got me so high, I thought it was laced
Diamonds on my rings, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Rollie that’s big face, yeah
Goyard on my waist, yeah
I’m whippin’ it with my minorities, yeah
Why you kiss her face, yeah
If I cop that Rollie you know I’ma flood the face
Goyard on my waist, yeah
Why you kiss her face, yeah
Hundreds they blue face, yeah
We’ll shoot your brain, yeah
I’m walkin’ right in, I ride with the bank
I was on a xan, after that I crashed
Diamonds flood the face, yeah
We don’t move the same, yeah
[Verse 2: ManMan Savage]
Xannies ease the pain, yeah
Fifty in the clip, I’ll let it rip
Diamonds flood the face, yeah
Why you kiss her face, yeah

Why you kiss her face, yeah
I just beat the case, they don’t know my name

Yeah, Rollie that’s big face, yeah
Raf Simmons, Rick Owens, missed it completely
If you talkin’ ’bout them Franklins let me see his face
Uh, yeah, Rollie that’s big face, yeah
Xannies ease the pain, yeah
Xannies ease the pain, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Goyard on my waist, yeah
‘Cause we dick her face, yeah
Hundreds they blue face, yeah
Hundreds they blue face, yeah
Stay up in your lane
‘Cause we dick her face, yeah
I heard he kissed her lips, my dick was on her lip
‘Cause we dick her face, yeah

I’ma do my thing, yeah
Goyard on my waist, yeah
Diamonds on my rings, yeah
Yeah they movin’ ‘caine, yeah
Diamonds on my rings, yeah
That was all bad, seen it all was sad
Better keep your mouth closed
Rollie that’s big face, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Diamonds on my rings, yeah
‘Cause we dick her face, yeah
Uh, yeah, Rollie that’s big face, yeah
Nigga you’s a lame, better yet a fag
That bitch suck my dick and her tongue got no taste

R.E.M. – Man On The Moon

If you believe there’s nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool
Now, Andy, did you hear about this one?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Monopoly, Twenty-one, Checkers, and Chess

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
See you in heaven if you make the list
If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
Here’s a little ghost for the offering

Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask
If you believe there’s nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool
[Chorus]

Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey, Andy, are you goofing on Elvis?

[Verse 1]
Hey, baby, are we losing touch?
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Here’s a truck stop instead of Saint Peter’s
Now, Andy, did you hear about this one?
Moses went walking with the staff of wood
Let’s play Twister, let’s play Risk
[Chorus]

If you believe there’s nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool
Mott the Hoople and the Game of Life
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match

If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)
[Verse 3]
If you believed they put a man on the moon (man on the moon)

[Verse 2]
Now, Andy, did you hear about this one?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hey, Andy, are you goofing on Elvis?
If you believe there’s nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool
Here’s a little agit for the never-believer

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hey, baby, are you having fun?
Newton got beaned by the apple good
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess
Mister Andy Kaufman’s gone wrestling
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
If you believe there’s nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool

Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
If you believe there’s nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool
Andy, are you goofing on Elvis?
Hey, baby, are we losing touch?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Crash Test Dummies – Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm

Got into an accident and couldn’t come to school

He said that it was from when

But both girl and boy were glad
Mmm mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm mmm
Ah
Mmm mmm mmm mmm

Mmm mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm mmm
Once there was this kid who

His hair had turned from black into bright white

‘Cause one kid had it worse than that
And when they finally made her
Mmm mmm mmm mmm

Parents made him come directly home right after school
Mmm mmm mmm mmm

They’d always just gone there
Mmm mmm mmm mmm
But when he finally came back
They shook and lurched all over the church floor
Once there was this girl who
Ah
And when they went to their church
He couldn’t quite explain it
Ah
They saw birthmarks all over her body
‘Cause then there was this boy whose
She couldn’t quite explain it
Mmm mmm mmm mmm
Wouldn’t go and change with the girls in the change room
They’d always just been there
Ah
The cars had smashed so hard

Mmm mmm mmm mmm