Karol G – Bichota Lyrics

[Letra de “BICHOTA”]

[Pre-Coro]
Salgo acicalá’ de pie’ a tope
Porque puede ser que con el culo mío te topes (Oh)
Me siento bichota sin salir del bloque (Ah)
To’ me quieren partir y no tienen con qué

[Coro]
Roncan, pero no pueden con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum
Y si hay alguien que me rompa
Porque no pueden con mi pum-pum
Con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum

[Verso 1]
Por encima se me nota que me sobra el piquete, piquete
No’ dimo’ par de botella’ y ahora estamo’ al garеte
Yo también tengo una Jeepeta
La tеngo fuleteá’ con to’a mi’ shortie’
Dejamo’ el miedo en la gaveta, ah-ah
Cuida’o con lo que suba’ al story
Y adivina quién viene por ahí
Viene Juana, viene Mari
To’a la’ babie’ quieren party
Un comentary fuera ‘e lugari
Y te vamo’ a romper, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

[Pre-Coro]
Salgo acicalá’ de pie’ a tope (Ey)
Porque puede ser que con el culo mío te topes (Eh)
Me siento bichota sin salir del bloque (Ah)
To’ me quieren partir y no tienen con qué

[Coro]
Roncan, pero no pueden con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum
Y si hay alguien que me rompa

Porque no pueden con mi pum-pum
Con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum
Roncan, pero no pueden con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum
Y si hay alguien que me rompa
Porque no pueden con mi pum-pum
Con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum

[Verso 2]
Perreando duro, le gusta mi culo
Hace tiempo te ‘toy esperando
No sé tú, pero yo aquí pensando (Ah)
No hace’ na’ pa’ lo que está’ roncando (Oh)
Tú pa’ darme like en el Insta ere’ veloz (Eh)
Pero se rumora por ahí que eres preco’
Por má’ que me tiren, no cojo lucha
La que me fronteó de aquí no se escucha (Ja)

[Pre-Coro]
Salgo acicalá’ de pie’ a tope (Ey)
Porque puede ser que con el culo mío te topes (Eh)
Me siento bichota sin salir del bloque (Ah)
To’ me quieren partir y no tienen con qué

[Coro]
Roncan, pero no pueden con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum
Y si hay alguien que me rompa
Porque no pueden con mi pum-pum
Con mi pum-pum, con mi pum-pum
Roncan (Perreando)

[Outro]
Tra, tra (Ah)
Papi, papi
O-O-Ovy On The Drums
Papi, papi

Bryant Myers – Relax Lyrics

[Letra de "Relax"]

[Intro]
CashMoneyAP
Everything Foreign
Ustede' de mí hablan mal
Pero quisieran estar en mi’ shoes
No entiendo cómo tú te atreve' a venirme a frontear
Cabrón, si tu casa completa cabe a dentro de mi room

[Verso 1]
Desde que yo tengo dieciséi' año’ de to' ustede' me burlé
Han sido tanto' millone' que ni yo mismo lo creía cuando los sumé
To'a las mami' que yo me como son gourmet
A vece' son blondie’, a vecе’ son brunette'
Aguanta la boca agüite, o tе la pongo en m-u-t-e
El Mynor no falla, como Curry en un floater
Si yo le doy play la tuya se te queda loading
Cada vez que saco un flow nuevo le’ doy upgrade
No es que te pichée, cabrón, es que acá arriba tú no te oye'
Quemamo' la Z y la L, cabrón, y no e' Zion y Lenno’
Aquí tenemo' AK y AR pa' to' el que quiera que guayemo'
A ti te encojona ver el éxito ajeno
Si me pongo pa' ti, va' a bailar en la caja con lo sei' moreno'

[Coro]
Tú vive' ajora'o, yo relax (Ey)
Nunca regular, siempre class (No)
Cabrón, tu flow está low budget
Y el mío high class (High class)
Ma' nigga, yo vivo relax (No)
Nunca regular, siempre class (Wuh)
Cabrón, tu flow está low budget
Y el mío high class (Yeh, yeh)
[Verso 2]
Yo no le niego guerra a nadie ni tampoco le' propongo la pa' (Oh)
En la calle sigo caminando línea recta y tú vira'o como lo' zigzag
Se molestan porque ven que estoy monetizando

Y como el software, el trap lo sigo modernizando, oh
Sulano y Furtano llevan década' intentando y no pegan solo' ni con feat'
Yo salí despué' y la gente me la capeó primero que a Jhay Teco y al puerco de Fake King
Me hice millo de la primera, cabrón, casi ni le invertí
Tú te viste' Gucci si One World te suple el outfit
El menor que los tiene de hijo' encima de los beat'
Please, desde el 17 yo sí que hago easy money
Cabrón, tú no puede' roncarme a mí
Con un tema me pegué más que tú y ya había' tira'o dos CD'
Hablaste mierda del pana pa' despué' grabar con él en el remix de La Jeep (Jaja, Millo Gang)
Estos diamante' que tú me está' viendo en el cuello son VV
Aquí las pacota' ya no son de veinte, ahora toa' son de cara' azule'
Del salón de clase brinqué pa'l first class y tú tranca'o como la quarantine
Mi nombre regándose como el COVID-19

[Puente]
Ustede' de mí hablan mal
Pero quisieran estar en mi' shoes
Tú a mí se que no me puede' venir a frontear
Cabrón, si tu casa completa cabe a dentro de mi room

[Coro]
Tú vive' ajora'o, yo relax
Nunca regular, siempre class
Cabrón, tu flow está low budget
Y el mío high class
Ma' nigga, yo vivo relax
Nunca regular, siempre class
Cabrón, tu flow está low budget
Y el mío high cla-a-a—

Magic Gang – Somebody Like You Lyrics

You go get high and wrap up in your blanket
You bury your clever head into the sand
But it’s alright, I know what has been start
So take your time and don’t sweat it, my friend

‘Cause I know you’ve got it, it’s true, you’ve got it, you do
And you know that I won’t give up somebody like you
It will take all night and all my pride to prove it
But you know that I can’t give it
It’s all up to you, ah-oo-oo-ooh

Somebody like you
Somebody like you

You find yourself stuck inside the cycle
But you ain’t yet noticed I’m aboard it too
‘Cause we’re all friends, I’ve known you for years
The same stubborn old dude and I’m somebody just like you
I don’t know why but I think we’re gonna be alright

‘Cause I know, ’cause I happen to know

I know you’ve got it, it’s true, you’ve got it, you do
And you know that I won’t give up somebody like you
It will take all night and all my pride to prove it
But you know that I can’t give it
It’s all up to you, ah-oo-oo-ooh

Somebody like you
With somebody like you

Some-bo-dy like
Some-bo-dy like you

‘Cause I know you’ve got it, it’s true, you’ve got it, you do
And you know that I won’t give up somebody like you
‘Cause I know you’ve got it, it’s true, you’ve got it, you do
Somebody like you
Somebody like you, ah-oo-oo-ooh

Somebody like you
Somebody like you

Russ – Freed Up Lyrics

[Chorus]
Okay, I’m freed up to do what I please, I love it
Listen to my spirit and my heart, you got to trust it
Ooh, one thing that I know is that I don’t know nothing
Jumpin’ off the cliff, yes, bitch, we jumpin’, ooh
Okay, I’m freed up to do what I please, I love it
Listen to my spirit and my heart, you got to trust it
Ooh, one thing that I know is that I don’t know nothing
Jumpin’ off the cliff, yes, bitch, we jumpin’, ooh

[Verse 1]
Yeah, a cool million parked outside
You not in the circle, you’re parked outside
I’m poolside sippin’ spritzers, posin’ for the pictures
Stay on point, but I don’t have to shoot
‘Cause my crew is the Sixers
I can hear whispers, but the money louder, though
I ain’t scared of shit, I don’t care about a bitch
I bе ballin’ overseas like Caldеrón
I keep a pound at home, I found my zone, I’m in it
Hour-long set, ten thousand a minute
‘Bout to pivot into other industries and then put up a hundred G’s
On my own, ’cause the sound of winning
On my own terms gets me off
Can’t believe they really just let me walk
I’m leadin’ the pack, you only lose when you needin’ the cash
My whole soul screamin’, “Freedom at last”

[Chorus]
Okay, I’m freed up to do what I please, I love it
Listen to my spirit and my heart, you got to trust it
Ooh, one thing that I know is that I don’t know nothing

Jumpin’ off the cliff, yes, bitch, we jumpin’, ooh
Okay, I’m freed up to do what I please, I love it
Listen to my spirit and my heart, you got to trust it
Ooh, one thing that I know is that I don’t know nothing
Jumpin’ off the cliff, yes, bitch, we jumpin’, ooh

[Verse 2]
Yeah, always got to make sure that I can do the job
Just in case I get played ’cause my guard’s down (Guard’s down)
‘Cause I know that as well as you know
That your very own shadow leaves you when it’s dark out (Dark out)
I don’t really need a reason to go
When you bring what I bring to the table, you don’t mind eating alone
They speaking in code, I’m peepin’ it, though (Peepin’ it, though)

[Bridge]
Back in the wild I go, and it’s where I belong right now (Belong right now)
Back in the wild I go, feelin’ free as can be (Free as a bitch)

[Chorus]
Okay, I’m freed up to do what I please, I love it
Listen to my spirit and my heart, you got to trust it
Ooh, one thing that I know is that I don’t know nothing
Jumpin’ off the cliff, yes, bitch, we jumpin’, ooh
Okay, I’m freed up to do what I please, I love it
Listen to my spirit and my heart, you got to trust it
Ooh, one thing that I know is that I don’t know nothing
Jumpin’ off the cliff, yes, bitch, we jumpin’, ooh

Joyner Lucas – Zim Zimma Lyrics

Zim Zimma (Zim Zimma)
Who got the keys to my motherf*ckin’ Beamer?
Bitch, I ain’t no [?]
Yeah

I want a ‘Rari, I’m feelin’ godly (Woah)
Wonder how much that gon’ cost me, they feelin’ saucy (Buck, buck)
Niggas know that I’m a problem, they’ll never solve me (Buck, buck, buck)
If you came to start some drama, then bring a army
I’ve been goin’ f*ckin’ fast and it got me swervin’
I know that I’m a child of God, but they want me cursed in
I’ve been trappin’ out the Ozark, I’m Marty Byrdin’ (Oh, oh)
And I’ve been hard at work, yeah, ho, you just hardly workin’
If it wasn’t for this rap shit, I’d be movin’ kilos
Front the pack from my connect then cop a few casinos
Used to fake it ’til I made it just to boost my ego
Stashin’ money in my shirt, they thought I grew some chichos, oh no
I got some new wheels, uh-uh
Tired of kids, they think that we in school still, ah-ah
Play me, you gon’ find out how the tool feel, ah-ah
f*ck around and you gon’ find out who’s real, ah-ah
Who, yeah, ah-ah

Zim Zimma (Zim Zimma)
Who got the keys to my motherf*ckin’ Beamer?
Bitch, I used to dream of this
I ain’t that nigga you could

Play with, nigga, that’s dangerous (Oh)
Told ’em I was raised in the basement
Twin AKs in the playpen
Take your face, rearrange it
I can turn eggs into bacon (Yeah)
I can serve base with a apron
Niggas been waitin’ to hate it (True)
I got a Beamer and I’m anxious to race it
Vroom right past you (Vroom right past you)
Cops keep followin’ a nigga, that’s bad news
I don’t like hassles (I don’t like hassles)
Suck it down Remy and I’m feelin’ like Papoose
Hope I don’t crash you (Hope I don’t crash you)
Lil’ bird bitch with me and I call a ho Zazu
Mind your bidness (Mind your bidness)
f*ck your opinion, nobody asked you, woah
Look (Yeah), this that WAP-WAP shit (Yeah)
Shit’ll make a nigga wanna stop, drop, shit (Buck)
Roll when you hit ’em with the Glock-Glock, bitch (Buck, buck)
Semi-automatic if a nigga really think he want static
Now a nigga doin’ pop-pop, bitch
Oh, you thought you was a hotshot, bitch? (Oh)
Now you want a crown with a hotshot, bitch (Hey)
Nigga, I was raised on the block-block, bitch
This is my time, no stopwatch, bitch
All of my whips is top-notch, bitch
How to get a plug at the chop shop, bitch
Even my son got pop rocks, bitch
f*ckin’ your bitch, don’t cock block, bitch
I get your bitch, I’ma [?], bitch
She gon’ ride my drop top, bitch

Zim Zimma (Zim Zimma)
Who got the keys to my motherf*ckin’ Beamer?
Bitch, I used to dream of this
I ain’t that nigga you could

I got some bands, now they got they hands out (Hey)
All them hoes that have a man now, they pull my pants down
They know they don’t got no chance now, bitch, I’m the man now (Hey, hey)
Used to be my only fan, she got OnlyFans now
Yeah, I’m swervin’, I got road rage, I feel OJ
I don’t wear no f*ckin’ Dolce, I smell like olé (Joyner)
I might go back to my old ways, she want her soul saved
I done traded in my soulmate and got a gold chain
Okay
I came up with the privilege of poverty livin’ and I ain’t had nonthin’ but scraps (Yeah)
I had to watch niggas winnin’ and drivin’ in foreigns and I was just stuck in the back (Word)
I had to learn me the bidness so once I applied it, I made me a couple of racks (Yeah)
I had ménages with Nicki and Cardi and Megan and then I woke up from a nap
Ooh (Ooh)
I had a Bugatti and then I woke up in the trap (Yeah)
I had a couple of friends I left in the past ’cause they don’t do nothin’ but cap (Yeah)
I know a couple of niggas that don’t know the bidness and they do nothin’ but rap (Yeah)
f*ck it I guess I’ll just shut up and drive, I got me a Beamer, I’m runnin’ the lap

Zim Zimma (Zim Zimma)
Who got the keys to my motherf*ckin’ Beamer?
Bitch, I used to dream of this
I ain’t that nigga you could

Yeah
Put me inside of a room with niggas you think that are better than me
I crush them inevitably
And leave them as dead as can be
That go to any nigga who’s steppin’ to me
They all come second to me
My words are weapons to me
I burn it, second degree
And get it, and I’m sick of any nigga that’s sick
And I got it sick and shiverin’
Even Ritalin couldn’t get rid of it
You gotta be kiddin’, I’m trippin’
I kinda feel like a kid again (Rah, rah, rah)
And, yeah, I got somethin’ to say
I ain’t with the games, I ain’t come to play
Nigga, you confused, you a broad, go tuck your leg
You trapped in the wrong body like Young M.A (Buck, buck)
I need my money like andale
Got a one-inch blade, get cut if you run that fade
I ain’t really with the dumb ass shade
I come back brave, get cut when I run back sayin’

Zim Zimma (Zim Zimma)
Yeah, ayy
All the girls, dem sugar
I’m a trill ass nigga
I’m a Mike Jack thriller
I’m a VJ killer
Armageddon, long-range Reggie Miller
Watch me swerve on a nigga
Zim Zimma (Zim Zimma)
Yeah
All the girls, dem sugar
I’m a thrill ass nigga (Buck, buck)
I’m a Mike Jack thriller (Buck, buck)
I’m a VJ killer
Armageddon, long-range Reggie Miller
Watch me swerve on a nigga
Zim Zimma (Zim Zimma)

Fred Schneider – Stroke Of Genius Lyrics

Where's your spirit baby
Is it in your room
That aura of lemon yellow
Will be gone soon

Nothing I can do
No there's nothing I can do
I just need to concentrate
Sort my feelings
Keep them straight

Stroke of genius, I'm a liar
Emotions surface, I perspire
Stroke of genius
You're the liar
Emotions surface I'm so tired
Emotions surface
I'm so tired

Love is just for dreamers
When it seems so true
My words are too contained
And there's nothing I can do

Coffee on my garden
Flowers grow higher

Candles on the lawn, Start a forest fire
Where's your spirit baby?
Was it smoke and air
Everything's off balance
What gave you such a scare?

No. There's nothing I can do
I just need to concentrate
Sort my feelings, keep them straight

Coffee on my garden, flowers grow higher
Candles on the lawn, start a forest fire
Coffee on my garden, flowers grow higher
Candles on the lawn, start a forest fire
Coffee on my garden, flowers grow higher
Candles on the lawn, start a forest fire

Candles on the lawn, start a forest fire

Fred Eaglesmith – Killing Me Ii Lyrics

Up on the high ground
Down on my knees
This old world is killing me
Gotta have rain
If you want to plant seed
This old world is killing me
This old world is killing me

I was down on the ninth of July
This old world is killing me
They put me to work
In a field of rye
This old world is killing me
This old world is killing me

I can't get out and I don't fit in

This old world is killing me
If I die I'll just come back again
This old world is killing me
This old world is killing me

Up on the high ground
Down on my knee
You gotta have rain
If you want to plant seed
This old world is killing me
This old world is killing me
This old world is killing me

Siavash Ghomayshi – Tabiat Lyrics

بزن بیرون ببین فصلای سالو
بهار و تیر و مردادش مهم نیست
پر از زیباییه ذات طبیعت
تگرگ و باد و بورانش مهم نیست

برو از کوچه های شب گذر کن

بزن بیرون همون وقتای تلخی
که دردات گر می گیرن توی سینه
نذار یادت بره دنیا دو روزه
نذار غصه توی قلبت بشینه

بزن بیرون بدون عقل و منطق
یکم دیوونگی خوبه همیشه
تموم زندگی قد یه لحظه ست
نگو فردا و پس فردا چی میشه

بزن بیرون ببین فصلای سالو
بهار و تیر و مردادش مهم نیست
پر از زیباییه ذات طبیعت
تگرگ و باد و بورانش مهم نیست

برو از کوچه های شب گذر کن

ببین تنهایی هم دنیایی داره
خدا همراهه شبگردای تنهاست
محاله که تو رو تنها بذاره

Solido – Fuiste Mala Lyrics

No te vayas nunca de mi lado
Ve, lo que un dia me dijiste
Y hoy todo en mi se derrumbo
Cuando te miro con el
No lo podria creer
El segun era mi amigo
Y hoy, lo considero un enemigo
Tu, sabias que te amaba a ti
Despues de que todo te di
Tu me pagaste asi

Fuiste mala
Me enganaste
Destrosaste. mi corazon
Me das tanta rabia
Que en mi vida
Ni si quieras recordare cuando te conoci
Porque todo en este mundo cambia

Y ojala que te pase igual que a mi

El, segun era mi amigo
Y hoy lo considero un enemigo
Tu, sabias que te amaba a ti
Despues de que todo te di
Tu me pagaste a si
Fuiste mala
Me enganaste
Destrosaste, mi corazon
Me das tanta rabia
Que en mi vida
Ni si quieras recordare cuando te conoci
Porque todo en este mundo cambia
Y ojala que te pase igual que a mi

Jay Electronica – Ruff Sketches Lyrics

I never could've made it without the prayers of others
I never could've made it without the care of my mother
Never could've made it without my grandma Dorothy Flowers
Who read me from the "Book Of Psalms" before she tucked me in the covers
She looked me in my eyes and she cried as she made the point
Trials, they purify but they take you to your brеaking point
The swift is the swift but this race is a long onе
Just keep your eyes on the sparrow, you'll be good in the long run
Now Im rolling out the carpet for the Christ on the throne coming
This ain't "Watch The Throne," this is more like "Watch the Homecoming"
No diss to Yeezy but I promised to my momma, I'm going Dolly with the llama if I ever make it on the TV
I emerged from the darkness like Jesus out of the tomb
My skin clothing sin like Jesus out of the womb
It took years, months and days for this wildflower to groom

My cocoon was a mix of light and dark like either sides of the moon
40 days and 40 nights like Musa and Harun
……………
They tried to write me off like the Little Planet platoon but it only take 8 mins and 21 seconds for sunlight to consume
Now im basking in the light of all of those who came before me
And Alhamdulillah means "To GOD be the glory"
The Lord is my Sheppard , my rock and my salvation
Its just me, my universal flag and my Aziatic Nation
Bars nigga, bars nigga, bars nigga, bars
There ain't no other click can spit their spittle next to ours
In the stone, I found the answer: earth wind and far
For this project, I dropped the Electronica, and we merged both the J's and put a "C" after the "Y" so that the "Z" stands for CZARS
Ground control to major ton , this is message from the…MARS
Ground control to major ton , this is message from the…MARS

Mat Kearney – Grand Canyon Lyrics

Tell me why it feels like there’s a grand canyon between us
Tell me how you’re feeling ’cause I can’t stand the distance
You know we started with love
And it still isn’t enough to believe in us
Tell me why it feels like there’s a grand canyon

Stars don’t shine bright now with you
[?]
Come a little closer, we can start talkin’
You can come over, you can sleep on me

And lay it on the floor
The way weve done it before
The lights you let me inside
[?]

Tell me why it feels like there’s a grand canyon between us
Tell me how you’re feeling ’cause I can’t stand the distance
You know we started with love
And it still isn’t enough to believe in us
Tell me why it feels like there’s a grand canyon

I can be patient, you can be honest
Like [?], that’s how you want it

Feelings like I’m waiting on Hailie’s comet
Now we got space, babe, now we gon’ cross it

The times I waited on you
The times we waited on through
The nights you let me inside
Come on, you know its alright

Tell me why it feels like there’s a grand canyon between us
Tell me how you’re feeling ’cause I can’t stand the distance
You know we started with love
And it still isn’t enough to believe in us
Tell me why it feels like there’s a grand canyon

Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh

Tell me why it feels like there’s a grand canyon between us
Tell me how you’re feeling ’cause I can’t stand the distance
You know we started with love
And it still isn’t enough to believe in us
Tell me why it feels like there’s a grand canyon

Between us

Tay Money – Brat Lyrics (feat. Mulatto)

[Intro: Tay Money]
Damn
Tay motherf*ckin' Money
And I'm back in the bitch, like, what's up?

[Chorus: Tay Money & Mulatto]
I do what I want like a f*cking brat
I do what I want, he gonna give me that
I do what I want, I might give him back
I do, I do (Hey, hey, hey), want I want
I do what I want like a f*cking brat
I do what I want, he gonna give me that
I do what I want, I might give him back
I do, I do (Hey, hey, hey), want I want (Big Latto)

[Verse 1: Tay Money]
Money long like extensions (Duh)
Your man in my mentions (Ha)
And I put that on period like the end of a sentence (Period)
That ass is what he grippin' (Grip)
Did I forget to mention? (Bitch)
I him it was bussin' but they ain't wanna listen (Girl)
I'm extensive, I got my own bag, all I just need your attention (Ayy)
Brat shit, he talkin', I don't listen
Money flyin' out the window, I be textin' him to see more
Sweet sixteen in my pink stretch limo
He thinks it's cute when I get mad, I told him, "Chill"
Ain't even my b-day and I made him buy me heels
I'ma throw my a fit if I don't like my nails
And my hair on fleek, duh, what the f*ck else?
[Chorus: Tay Money]
I do what I want like a f*cking brat
I do what I want, he gonna give me that
I do what I want, I might give it back
I do, I do (Hey, hey, hey), want I want

I do what I want like a f*cking brat
I do what I want, he gonna give me that
I do what I want, I might give it back
I do, I do (Hey, hey, hey), want I want

[Verse 2: Mulatto]
I do what I want, got your nigga number
Save this, don't answer in my phone
I can't let him trap me, make him put that rubber on
You won't see me chase a nigga unless hiss name is Dethrone
I can spell Big Latto in baguettes on my neck
Pretty bitch with a stick like I made a wreck
Bitch, I got my own money, I'm ain't easily impressed
Scary bitches drop a comment, never drop the address
I ain't goin' broke no time soon (Soon)
p*ssy wet, typhoon (Uh)
Show out in the party, I'm the richest bitch in the room (On God)
Five hundred dollar perfume (Yeah)
Been gettin' money, nothin' new
I done touched a million, and I an't even twenty-two
[Chorus: Tay Money]
I do what I want like a f*cking brat
I do what I want, he gonna give him that
I do what I want, I might give it back
I do, I do (Hey, hey, hey), want I want
I do what I want like a f*cking brat
I do what I want, he gonna give him that
I do what I want, I might give it back
I do, I do (Hey, hey, hey), want I want

[Outro: Tay Money]
Yeah, it's Tay motherf*ckin' Money
Your face stuck
Ice cold in this bitch

Motionless In White – Creatures X: To The Grave Lyrics

[Intro]
YEAH!

[Verse 1]
We sung our lungs out to reach you
Spilling our guts on the pavement that we roamed (far from home)
This is my life’s work
Forever grateful that you made your hearts our home

[Hook]
Cursed, damned, and broken
With the sum of my failures all declared in a moment
Cursed, damned, and broken
Lost, sick, and left unspoken
I will take this to the grave

[Chorus]
I was waiting for my chance to find the life
I was chasing
My god, what have I become…?
A decade in the making

[Verse 2]
I wore my shame on my sleeve
And put my pain on display for all to see (for all to see)
This is my life’s work (my life’s work)
What felt like fire but without a thing to burn turned into a scorched earth

Step through (step-through) the door (the door)
10 years (10 years) 10 more

[Chorus]
I was waiting for my chance to find the life
I was chasing
My god, what have I become…?
A decade in the making
I’ll take this to the grave

[Breakdown]
There’s always a struggle you don’t see (don’t see)
Living in fear I proved myself to me
Forever stepping through the door to the unknown
10 years, 10 more

[Chorus]
I was waiting for my chance to find the life
I was chasing
My god, what have I become…?
A decade in the making

[Post-Chorus]
I’ll talk this to my grave
With no stain washed away
I’ll talk this to my grave
With no stain washed away

[Outro]
GO!
I’ll take this to my grave!

Ty Dolla Sign – Powder Blue Lyrics (feat. Gunna)

[Ty Dolla $ign:]
Woo, woo

Bitch, I paid my dues (Dues), Porsche is powder blue (Blue)
Shit been real (Real), but we made it through (Through)
Twenty pointer sittin’ on my neck (Yeah)
Bitch, I want respect nothing less (Nothing less)
Bitch, I paid my dues (Dues), Porsche is powder blue (Blue)
Sky the limit (Limit), and I’m livin’ proof (Proof)
Twenty pointer sittin’ on my neck (On my neck)
Bitch, I want respect nothing less (Nothing less)

New check, ayy, blew it on a dream house, yeah
Success, ain’t too many I can trust now
Damn, now she blowin’ up my phone, too much to deal with
I just smoked a whole O, still ain’t feel shit
Dolce Gabbana all on the red carpet like, "Mama, I made it"
Now that I’m poppin’ and runnin’ up commas, it’s hard to save it (Save it)
I bought my shawty new Balenciaga, ain’t come with no laces
I put some VV’s all up in my teeth and they lookin’ like braces
Pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it, I might pay your rent
Waldorf Astoria (Ooh), no more Radisson
Comin’ through the back door, bitch, let us in
I mix Gucci with Chanel, and some Vetements, yeah, yeah

Bitch, I paid my dues (Dues), Porsche is powder blue (Blue)
Shit been real (Real), but we made it through (Through)
Twenty pointer sittin’ on my neck (Yeah)
Bitch, I want respect nothing less (Nothing less)
Bitch, I paid my dues (Dues), Porsche is powder blue (Blue)

Sky the limit (Limit), and I’m livin’ proof (Proof)
Twenty pointer sittin’ on my neck (On my neck)
Bitch, I want respect nothing less (Nothing less)

[Gunna:]
We just want respect, nothin’ less (Less)
Spend a dollar, we want a check, nothin’ less (Less)
Me and Ty Dolla and a few tricks on the jet
Sneakers Prada, it’s Miyagi on my chest (Yeah)
Young GunWunna, I don’t call nobody to get dressed (No)
She like it when we sex and get sloppy with her neck (Sloppy with her neck)
She a performer, look like yoga when she stretch (When she stretch)
I’m strokin’ it through her dress, left my babies on her breast (Babies on her breast)
Had to pay my dues (Dues), I ain’t playin’ to lose (Playin’ to lose)
Neck a waterproof (Waterproof), T-Shirt made by Rue (Made by Rue, yeah)
Fifty dime at Lenox when I’m in a mood (Yeah)
Been down from the beginning, so I bought her jewels (Yeah)

[Ty Dolla $ign:]
Bitch, I paid my dues (Dues), Porsche is powder blue (Blue)
Shit been real (Real), but we made it through (Through)
Twenty pointer sittin’ on my neck (Yeah)
Bitch, I want respect nothing less (Nothing less)
Bitch, I paid my dues (Dues), Porsche is powder blue (Blue)
Sky the limit (Limit), and I’m livin’ proof (Proof)
Twenty pointer sittin’ on my neck (On my neck)
Bitch, I want respect nothing less (Nothing less)

Apollo Brown & Che Noir – Live By The Code Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yo, I was still working a nine-to-five
[❓❓] was attracted to thugs and flyest guys
Back when my occupation was being his ride-or-die
But now we're autistic 'cause it's hard to see eye-to-eye
Look, I'm on a different type of time
Ain't ready to be his housewife or bride
Was around five or nine, felt my who purpose defined
But I had no attempt to fill they shoes
I'd rather go find my size
Never understood when rappers got a nice [❓❓] stacks
Then they spend it all on clothes and nice fancy bags
Keys told me, "Save your money, you can buy land with that. But if you go broke, don't and blame the white man for that."
They use our face as a token and show blacks get support
We play dumb but we know what it's actually for
But in order to beat the system, you gon' have to conform
Be a wolf in sheep clothes, The Spook Who Sat by the Door

[Chorus]
Live by the code, drive by the foes
[❓❓] by chrome, get advice from the pros
I'ma do it until God says it's time to go
Took a pen, told my thoughts to a pot of gold

Live by the code, drive by the foes
[❓❓] by chrome, get advice from the pros
I'ma do it until God says it's time to go
Took a pen, told my thoughts to a pot of gold
[Verse 2]
Look, [❓❓] 'cause I had to turn them stones that they through to the statue

Words that I spit came from the heart that I rose like a tattoo
I reminisce on all of them days that I was broke, it was past too
With no heat, I wore a coat just to go to the bathroom
[❓❓] right past your ten toes when I pass through
I used to tell jokes in the classroom to cope with the bad mood
My ex told me "Stay alert 'cause popo gonna rush you. And pull in for questions keep your mouth closed when they ask you."
Bitch, I made it out
Standing tall with my right hand guarding the neighbourhood
Black drug dealers was our Santa Claus
Freedom is a privilege that you only get when you train your thoughts
Wisdom is the key to unlock the cuffs when they chain your arms
Yo, you get what you give
Food for thought never spoils if it's been in the fridge
Niggas talk about money they used to get as a kid
But that type of shit don't matter if you can't get it again
Facts!

[Chorus]
Live by the code, drive by the foes
[❓❓] by chrome, get advice from the pros
I'ma do it until God says it's time to go
Took a pen, told my thoughts to a pot of gold

Live by the code, drive by the foes
[❓❓] by chrome, get advice from the pros
I'ma do it until God says it's time to go
Took a pen, told my thoughts to a pot of gold

Zebrahead – You Don’t Know Anything About Me Lyrics

Standing on the corner and he’s creepin’ like a villain
Don’t got no job so he’s thinking about stealin’
Cops on his 6 cause he looks like he be dealin’
High anxiety
My apologies
Tries to catch a break but he’s stuck up in the rat trap
Medication on vacation cause he can’t afford that
Flash back finger on the trigger ready for combat
High anxiety
Fake society

Are you right?
Are you wrong?
Do you think I think I don’t belong?
You don’t know anything at all about me
I won’t be falling on my knees
Begging ‘kill me, kill me please’
Cause you don’t know anything at all me
Nothing about me

Got his hands in his pocket and his face is looking bloated
Had plans to advance then everything eroded
He gets f*cked up to get f*cked up, he’s overloaded
High anxiety
No sobriety
Had a broad and a squad before everything got shitty
Now he’s trippin’ out on lean and crashing in the city
Got a tent with no rent on cement, oh what a pity
High anxiety
Fake society

Are you right?
Are you wrong?

Do you think I think
I don’t belong?
You don’t know anything at all about me
I won’t be falling on my knees
Begging ‘kill me kill me please’
Cause you don’t know anything at all about me
Nothing about me

Day after day
Another life in decay
Another person to blame in the society game
Are you your brother’s keeper?
A sketchy creeper?
Should I get in deeper?
Do ya fear the reaper?
We are the prison and the jailor
We are hell bent on bad behavior
We are destined for failure
And that’s f*cked up to me

Are you right?
Are you wrong?
Do you think I think
I don’t belong?
You don’t know anything at all about me

Are you right?
Are you wrong?
Do you think I think
I don’t belong?
You don’t know anything at all about me
I won’t be falling on my knees
Begging ‘kill me, kill me please’
Cause you don’t know anything at all about me
Yeah you don’t know anything at all about me
You don’t know anything at all about me

At all about me, Blah

Darryl Worley – It’s Good To Be Me Lyrics

I’ve been kicked out of clubs
I’ve been kicked to the curb
Luck is something I don’t do
Hey I don’t know how
But that’s all changed now
Can’t believe I’m kicking it with you

It’s good to be me loving you
It’s good to be me when you’re loving me too
There’s no one else I’d rather be
It’s good to be me
It’s good to be me on nights like this
If I wasn’t me just look at all I’d miss
When I’m here with you girl
I’m king of the world
It’s good to be me

Yeah I’m Mr. Life of the party
Mr. Stupid when I drink too much
Even with my flaws
You’ve got me standing tall
Ain’t no way I’m gonna mess this up

It’s good to be me loving you

It’s good to be me when you’re loving me too
There’s no one else I’d rather be
It’s good to be me
It’s good to be me on nights like this
If I wasn’t me just look at all I’d miss
When I’m here with you girl
I’m king of the world
It’s good to be me

It’s good to be me loving you
It’s good to be me when you’re loving me too
There’s no one else I’d rather be
It’s good to be me
It’s good to be me on nights like this
If I wasn’t me just look at all I’d miss
When I’m here with you girl
I’m king of the world
It’s good to be me

When I’m here with you girl
I’m king of the world
It’s good to be me
It’s good to be me

Owls – Four Works Of Art… Lyrics

Four works of art – four works total – by which we can understand this historical period. And these four works they're all about this same one thing seen from slightly different perspectives

1. A car choked with trash, just filled completely with greasy paper bags and then cut open in cross-section

2. The head of the CIA had to resign; had an affair with his own biographer

3. And the head of Lockheed Martin had to resign; had an affair with a subordinate

4. And oh I love that CCR song. I think I'll sing along – CCR song! CCR song!

Vianney – Beau Papa Lyrics

J’avais pas prévu
D’un jour adopter
Mon enfant j’ai dû
Surtout m’adapter
Y’a pas que les gènes
Qui font les familles
Des humains qui s’aiment suffisent

Et si l’averse nous touche, toi et moi
On la traverse à deux, à trois
Et si l’averse nous touche, toi et moi
Prends ma main de beau-papa

J’t’attendais pas
J’te laisserai pas
Même sans l’même sang, on s’aimera

Non, je ne volerai jamais la place du premier qui t’a dit : “je t’aime”
Sur ton visage, on voit son visage et c’est ainsi que tu es belle
De vous à moi, c’est moi, j’avoue, qui me suis invité
Dans sa vie, là, dans la vie où elle n’a rien demandé

Et si l’averse nous touche, toi et moi

On la traverse à deux, à trois
Et si l’averse nous touche, toi et moi
Prends ma main de beau-papa

J’t’attendais pas
J’te laisserai pas
Même sans l’même sang, on s’aimera
On s’aimera

J’avais pas prévu
D’un jour adopter
En vérité nue
C’est toi qui l’as fait
Y’a pas que les gènes
Qui font les familles
Du moment qu’on s’aime

Et si l’averse nous touche, toi et moi
On la traverse à deux, à trois
Et si l’averse nous touche, toi et moi
Prends ma main dis prends la

J’t’attendais pas
J’te laisserai pas

Même sans l’même sang, on s’aimera
Même sans l’même sang, on s’aimera

Funky Dl – Moving Out Lyrics

Chorus
Moving out, moving out, (I gotta go man)
Moving out, moving out, (I gotta go)

Verse One
Now it’s twenty 0-five, I’m still living with my Pops
I’m twenty-seven, nearly twenty-eight
Suffocating from the lack of space
So I found my own place, but my Father told me “don’t go
Stay here, you can rent that place for cash and make some doe”
But I knew that I was now a man and had to leave the nest
I had to be the King of my own castle and beat my chest
Gotta live my own rules, so I need my own roof
Peace Pops, I thank you for my whole youth
Before I left he me told to remember these words

“you’re alone this world, so stand firm”
I gotta say I learned a whole lot from this old Pops
Made me to the man I am, I gotta give him mo’ props
Packing up my boxes, it took me like a couple days
And now I’m standing in an empty room gazing
Thinking of the memories I’m taking to my new home
Doing everything alone, then I phoned for a cab
I packed the elevator, made a few trips
Got my clothes on the back seat
And plus my music in the trunk
And it’s the 10th of October
The Dennison chapter of my life is over…

Solido – Puede Lyrics

Puede que entienda que no me amas
Puede que intente olvidarte
Y que por arte de magia tu te salgas de mi mente
Y de mi alma
Puede que no me duelas tanto
Puede que olvide hasta tu nombre
Y que deje que te vayas sin llorar
Sin pronunciar una palabra
Puede que olvide que te amo
Y tu recuerdo se me pierda
Y que no vuelva a buscarlo

Incluso puedo hasta jurarlo
Puede que te odie con el tiempo
Y lo que hubó entre los dos
Se vuelva nada
Puede que ya no vuelva a verte
Y renuncie a quererte
Puedes largarte ahora mismo
Y te prometo no buscarte
Puede que ya no me hagas falta
Pero hoy sinceramente yo te amo

Vesterinen Yhtyeineen – Kellarissa Lyrics

Ne on täällä, ne on täällä
Mut niitä ei nää
Mutta tiedän et ne meidät koittaa jäljittää

Mullon kellarissa kaikki valmiina
Kahdestaan me ollaan piilossa
Mullon molemmille eväät kaapissa
Jos ne löytää niin me ollaan voimissa

Voinko luottaa, voinko luottaa
Ettet kavalla
Meidän paikkaa, meidän paikkaa
Vamppyyreille paljasta

Mullon kellarissa kaikki valmiina
Kahdestaan me ollaan piilossa

Mullon molemmille miekka kaapissa
Jos ne löytää niin me ollaan valmiina

Ei ne meitä, ei ne meitä voi erottaa
Vaikkei täällä enää koskaan saakaan rakastaa

Mullon kellarissa kaikki valmiina
Kahdestaan me ollaan piilossa
Mullon molemmille ruusu kaapissa
Jos sä tahdot niin me ollaan yhdessä
Kahdestaan ikuisesti yhdessä

Ty Dolla Sign – Track 6 Lyrics (feat. Anderson .paak, Kanye West & Thundercat)

[Intro: Kanye West]
I'm tryna roll like a thug already
Take you back and then out to the club already
I'm tryna make you some kids already
Make me go half on the crib already (Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle)

[Refrain: Ty Dolla $ign & Thundercat]
Say less, don't talk to me (Talk to me, talk to me)
Say less, don't talk to me (Please don't talk to me)

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Too many questions (Questions), not enough answers (Answers)
You want some more time (More time), I just don't have none (Have none)
We can get to the point (To the point), skip all the small talk (Small talk)
'Nuff of the long talks (Long talks), send you on a long walk
I got a lot on my mind, things that I'm goin' through
Don't wanna talk to you (Talk to you), way too involved with you (Oh no)
To sent you the voicemail (Voicemail), I had them bars on you
Who was you talking to? (Ooh) Phone cut off on you

[Chorus: Kanye West, Thundercat, Kanye West & Thundercat]
No long talks
Everything is my fault (Everything is my fault)
No long, no long emails, no long text
No long talks (No long talks)
Everything is my fault (Everything is my fault)
You need to get to the point already

We ain't tryna get to the club already (Oh, ooh)
[Refrain: Ty Dolla $ign & Thundercat]
Say less, don't talk to me (Talk to me, talk to me)
Say less, don't talk to me (Please don't talk to me)

[Verse 2: Anderson .Paak & Ty Dolla $ign]
Know I shouldn't have stayed too long
Running out of—
Peace lil' mama, it was me, it was all my fault
Three in the morning, I should be more kind to my liver
I go belly up with three side piece desserts
Around this time, it start to look like Caribana
When I'm 'round, she want me to bust down on the kitten
Message on read, was kinda livid
Never paid for **** but I cop a couple french fries
Pills in a Ziploc, you should come and get me
You favorite thing is in her
It's right between the center
He put you up on game like a mentor
He **** and then forget ya
You called and he just saved her
My pockets on big boy, my drop was color sea foam
He thought that puka was all you good for
I'm here to show you you more

[Outro: Thundercat]
Guess that's what I'm here for
Here for (Here for)
Ooh (Ooh)
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah

Wale – Shine Season Lyrics

Part I

[Intro: Wale & Sam Sneak]
Oh my God, Oh my God again
Shine season
Y’all niggas still in the bleachers
Mula
Good looking, yeah
Money
Yea boy

M-M-M-Maybach Music

[Verse 1]
In and out of town [?] us
Skin brown so the cops busting
Cockroaches ain’t got to love me
Top charts since dropping lotus
Drop top the car show it
Drop top your bra showing
Tammy Lahren I ain’t ready for you
All the Becky’s want a uncle Tom Sawyer
Race draft first pick
John Lennon for Don Lemon
Omarosa for a palm tree
Your lil’ son see we both shady niggas
DC crazy nigga
Woop woop
PG crazy nigga
Woop woop
We see 12 pull up
Woop woop
Feet don’t fail me nigga
I got the moves like Sean tonight
I got the juice like soccer wives
I ain’t romantic but I got a Wraith
So take the p*ssy under stars tonight
If it’s on then it’s on for life
If it’s squad then it’s squad for life
If it’s a foreign in your neighborhood and you see a Ghost say Folarin in it right
That petty humor makes your bitch choose
House wives call me home improvement
I say your name they say mani-pedi, they don’t even got a toe or nail improvement
Hottest out what I got to do to show you stupid putos who the hottest doing
What they trying to do but they as not as fluent
Shine season give me number 2
Money where is number number 2
I just did a f*cking number 2
Money where is number number 2
I just did a f*cking number 2
Shine season and it’s my season heard that Cool and Dre is in the other room
Keep going

Part II
[Beat Switch]

[Bridge: Sam Sneak]
Oh shit this the part where the shit goes left right

Or do it go right
Or no we go up
Whatever
Talk to them

Maybach Music

[Chorus]
Woosaa woosaa
I been working too hard, too hard
Woosaa woosaa
I been grinding too hard, my god
Draco draco draco draco all you niggas fake though
You, you
Draco draco draco draco all you niggas fake though
Said woosaa woosaa
I been working too hard too hard
Woosaa woosaa
I been grinding too hard, my god

[Verse 2]
Draco draco draco draco, dress your favorite in that halo
Hitters, they from Haiti don’t you make me sak pase so
Maybe I am crazy cause I’m wavy out my way though
Give a bitch a baby way before she get the Seiko
Draco draco draco have you ever seen a draco?
You ever had a sweeper when you squeeze it make you shake up?
Faking faking faking faking, all you niggas fronting
How you taking Xannys trying to operate a weapon?
What the f*ck is up?
Niggas looking real sus
Ask him where’s his passport he rap about the plug enough
I ain’t trapping I just know what’s up
Label me that pro black backpacker that bitches love
All I see is hoe ass rap niggas in every the club
All I see is the Instagram pictures that’s tricking us
All I need is all my black niggas to live it up
Cause North Korea might go bat shit, f*ck you little guns

[Chorus]
Woosaa woosaa
I been workin’ too hard, too hard, yeah
Woosaa woosaa
I been grindin’ too hard, my god
Draco draco draco draco all you niggas fake though
You, you, you
Draco draco draco draco all you niggas fake though
Said woosaa woosaa
I been workin’ too hard, too hard, yeah
Woosaa woosaa
I been grindin’ too hard, my god

Koethe – The End Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Final call
We all
Must find the road down
Which we turn to head
Mice and men
These plans
These sanctuaries
Let us down again

[Chorus]
Caught between and then
For the love of it
I will plan on the end

Final call
We all
Must find a place where
We can rest our heads

Mice and men
Oh god these plans
These raptured stories
Down that road again

[Chorus]

Caught between and then
For the love of it
I will plan on the end

[Verse 2]
Final call
We all
Will find the closure
To the path we tread
Mice and men
Ruined plans
Can’t help but ask where
Are we now my friend

[Chorus]
Caught between and then
For the love of it
I will plan on the end

[Outro]
I will plan on the end
I will plan on the end

Juan Perro – La Noche De Un Trago Lyrics

Cuando yo llegué a Santiago

Con ganas de celebrar

Salí dispuesto a tomar

La noche de un solo trago

Y ví a la mujer más bella

De rojo carmín vestida

De cabellera florida

Y coronada de estrellas

En mi boca temeraria

Puso su dedo silente

Sentí su sangre caliente

Rebelde y hospitalaria

Cuando yo llegué a Santiago

Con ganas de celebrar

Salí dispuesto a tomar

La noche de un solo trago

Si de un solo trago bebes

El azúcar de esta noche

De tu suerte harás derroche

No cantarás como debes

Niña de la Caridad

De Oriente piedra preciosa

Dame tu luz amorosa

Que el canto es mi libertad

Baianasystem – Jah Jah Revolta, Pt. 2 Lyrics

Letra de "Jah Jah Revolta, Pt. 2" com BaianaSystem

Já estou entendendo
Não devo mais nada
Quem está devendo a risada é a piada
Tem dó de mim
Tem dó de nada, não
Peço licença, obrigado e de nada

Follow me now, no final
Criminal, terminal
Polícia, ladrão, cupom fiscal
Mistura a dor do anador com gardenal
Hoje ninguém está acima do bem e do mal

Mistura, feijão, farinha e dendê
Separa o que tem pra dar de vender
Do de vender, vou dividir
Vou dividir do de vender
Traz pra cá, não tapa aqui

Não tapa aqui que dá pra ver

Quem com ferro fere, com ferro será ferido
Tire toda pedra do caminho do indivíduo
Nada vai passar por cima de quem corre atrás
Nada vai passar por cima
Deus sabe o que faz
Já estou entendendo
Não devo mais nada
(Aqui se faz, aqui se paga)
Quem está devendo a risada é a piada
(Aqui se faz, aqui se paga)
Tem dó de mim
Tem dó de nada, não
(Aqui se faz, aqui se paga)
Peço licença, obrigado e de nada
(Aqui se faz, aqui se paga)

Apollo Brown & Che Noir – Follow The Wisdom Lyrics (feat. Skyzoo)

[Intro: Solomon Burke]
But the part of me that wants to change
Fights the part of me that tries

[Verse 1: Che Noir]
Yo, I’m trying to find [?] proof when I spit a jewel
Come on, y’all can’t compare me to what these niggas do
Selling drugs, that thing’s apparent just to get us fooled
Now the house so big, got a parachute to my living room
The money good, but it can’t be a problem
But quick to put it on your head
Bitch, I’m hands free with drama
We grew up with daddy issues ’cause we can’t see our fathers
And they waited too late to tell us about plan B’s and condoms
No respect for a nigga that do dirt with his mans
And when he gets caught
He fold and he tell what he learnt on the stand
Stood in the fire so long I ended up burning my hand
The fire would struggle, wrote a verse, now my word is like a fan
Now I’m on XXL covers
Niggas and bitches from colleges to the jails love us
Just a chick from the hood that’s doing Adele numbers
Hard to get your respect unless your skin is a pale color
Life wasn’t prepared for us

[Chorus: Solomon Burke and Scarface]
The night has come and left me
Just the light that you allow
You had to hustle
‘Cause that’s how we was raised on my block
And you stayed on your hop until you made you a knot

The night has come and left me
Just the light that you allow
You had to hustle
‘Cause that’s how we was raised on my block
And you stayed on your hop until you made you a knot

[Verse 2: Che Noir]
Before I start my day, I gotta talk to God
My brother had the streets at arms reach but still got the job
Pain on the streets, it ain’t worth seeing your daughters crying
I was that daughter so, you’ll never hear me glorifying it
On a high horse so I made me a chariot
My family was enslaved by the gospel
What’s a slave when you’re Harriet?
I never knew we was trapped, pain made me aware of it
‘Cause wisdom don’t come from age, it comes pain and experience
All that shit you was handed, I had to grind to have
Momma from the streets so she had to hide the pass
Momma always told me “Never follow in my foot steps”
But I still follow with a magnifying glass

Her and my step daddy [❓❓] ain’t get married in the church
He ain’t my blood pops but he’s been with me since birth
When he was sober he’d teach me and prepare me for the worse
‘Cause wisdom’s the type of wealth you can’t carry in a purse

[Chorus: Solomon Burke and Scarface]
The night has come and left me
Just the light that you allow
You had to hustle
‘Cause that’s how we was raised on my block
And you stayed on your hop until you made you a knot

The night has come and left me
Just the light that you allow
You had to hustle
‘Cause that’s how we was raised on my block
And you stayed on your hop until you made you a knot

[Verse 3: Skyzoo]
At first, a [❓❓] was made
The purchases got exchanged
You’re able to play both hands?
You through yourself a black parade
Well, the food is free and usually, you get to watch the day
[❓❓] watch your roof
So you’d just be given your [❓❓] today
It’s sorta like a modern day Macbeth
Where all the product make the steps
And the crown is handed down
It’s usually why they wave the cheque
It’s like one size fit all, for the [❓❓]
You call them hyenas parallels for a cell, they that close
But we was close enough to see it all
Hoffer ran a free for all
The engine on the two-forty-fives was like a breeding call
We all just want to part of the stories that’s recited
But never learnt enough
Where there’s a road and where the indictment at
I surf them off the curb after I surf them off the wind [❓❓]
It’s three-two, one off the stool for your influencials
What I’m meant to
There’s no way, nobody did it this vividly
And all I did was follow where the wisdom be
For real

[Chorus: Solomon Burke and Scarface]
The night has come and left me
Just the light that you allow
You had to hustle
‘Cause that’s how we was raised on my block
And you stayed on your hop until you made you a knot

The night has come and left me
Just the light that you allow
You had to hustle
‘Cause that’s how we was raised on my block
And you stayed on your hop until you made you a knot

Owls – Why Oh Why… Lyrics

Why oh why must other people's stuff
Always seem just kinda dirty
That guy applied that lost and found Chapstick
A waiter with that bread
He dropped your chill pickle in hot sand
I want you to do
What you want to do

It’s cute how you assume
Your spirits of the world is the world
My oh my asked me to love more to my hair and face

Sniff my fingers all day

The stop sign's white
Looks green next to fresh snow
And I need to eat your goo
My horoscope always trumps world news

Why oh why
I want you to want
What I wanted to do
You're stupid to assume
What did not turned and turned