Ministri – Tienimi Che Ci Perdiamo Lyrics

[Strofa 1]
Arriva il giorno per guarire
E noi non lo lasciamo entrare
Arriva il giorno per sorridere
Noi lo facciamo ubriacare
Nell’acqua bassa come i bambini
Come i bambini non vogliamo uscire
Giornate bene organizzate
Per aver sempre il meglio da fare

[Ritornello]
Tienimi che ci perdiamo
Che ci dobbiamo fidare
Tienimi che ci perdiamo
Che riusciremo a tornare
Tienimi che ci perdiamo
Che non ci vede nessuno
Tienimi che ci perdiamo
Che cominciano a tenerci davvero

[Strofa 2]
Stanchi come due farfalle
Quando ritorna la sera
Abbiamo fatto male i conti
Noi che altro non sappiamo fare
E il cielo dice ancora le cose
Che tu non riesci a sentire
Il cielo l’ho lasciato stare

Voleva farmi impazzire

[Ritornello]
Tienimi che ci perdiamo
Che ci dobbiamo fidare
Tienimi che ci perdiamo
Che riusciremo a tornare
Tienimi che ci perdiamo
Che non ci vede nessuno
Tienimi che ci perdiamo
Che cominciano a tenerci davvero

[Post-Ritornello]
Stanchi come due farfalle
Quando ritorna la sera
Abbiamo fatto male i conti
Noi che altro non sappiamo fare
E il cielo dice ancora le cose
Che tu non riesci a sentire
Il cielo lo lasciamo stare
Voleva farci impazzire

[Ritornello 2]
Tienimi che ci perdiamo
Tienimi che ci perdiamo
Tienimi che ci perdiamo
Che non ci vede nessuno
Tienimi che ci perdiamo
Che cominciamo a tenerci davvero

Temples – Sand Dance Lyrics

From under night sky we will wait hoping
That our reflection meets between two
Below the dark cries secretly laughing
A smile was passed but never on you

Come into the meaning when the light sold our
Secrets left us in turn
Circle in the desert where the mind grows now
In a sand dance we burn

Upon a question answers prevail
A vivid memory of which she's unsure
A lesser meaning left among feelings
A pirouette left down on the ground

Come into the meaning when the light sold our
Secrets left us in turn
Circle in the desert where the mind grows now

In a sand dance we burn

[Pre-Chorus]
Guide the light to
Sinking from view
We have to be
What we have to learn
We have to see
Things that we wish could be
[Chorus]
Flames between you
Burning from view
We have to be
What we have to learn
We have to see
Things that we wish could be

Still under night sky
We will wait hoping
That our reflection meets between two
Below the dark cries
Secret in passing
A smile will last but never on you

[Pre-Chorus and Chorus]

B1a4 – If… Lyrics

[Jinyoung] Immatdo eopgo gaseum hanguseogi
Apeun jeok innayo

[Sandeul] Animyeon hoksi seo isseul himdo eopgo
Meonghan jeok innayo

[CNU] Byeongwonel gado eodiga apeun geonji
Moreun jeok innayo

[Gongchan] Geu modeun ge geunyeo ttaemuniran geol
Algo isseoyo

[Jiyoung] Oh, girl neon eodi inni

[Sandeul] It’s you you neoman isseumyeon
It’s you you neoman isseumyeon

[CNU] Seulpeumi gadeukhan
Bulbicheul irheun bam
Jidokhi sirin mam
Gyeondil su isseo

[Sandeul] You you neoman isseumyeon
Neoman isseumyeon

[Jinyoung] Radioeseo naoneun seulpeun noraega
Nae yaegi gateunji

[Sandeul] Gilgeoril geotneun manteon saram soge
Na honja gateunji

[CNU] Hwachanghan haessal arae seodo
Wae nan gyeoul gateunji

[Gongchan] Geu modeun ge geunyeo ttaemuniran geol
Algo isseoyo

[Jinyoung] Oh, girl neon eodi inni

[Sandeul] It’s you you neoman isseumyeon
It’s you you neoman isseumyeon

[CNU] Seulpeumi gadeukhan
Bulbicheul irheun bam
Jidokhi sirin mam
Gyeondil su isseo

[Sandeul] You you neoman isseumyeon

Neoman isseumyeon

[Baro] Niga eomneun jigeum na jinaeneun kkoreun
Sigani gago inneunji meomchwonneunjido moreul jeongdoro apa
Byeongwonel gado daeche wae apeunji molla
Naega pillyohal ttaen eonjedeun nareul bulleo
Na jigeum niga pillyohande jakku juwil dulleo
Amu geotdo eomneun naui teong bin bang oneul gachi goyohan bam
Neoraneun dalbicheul geurimyeo nunmuljitda jamdeunda

[Jinyoung] It’s not true true kkumman gataseo
Modu geojitmal gatasseo baby

[Sandeul] Hoksi neo doraolkka bwa
Dasi chajeulkka bwa
Nan I’ll be there for you
For you

It’s you you nal saranghandamyeon
It’s you you nal saranghandamyeon

[CNU] Seulpeumi gadeukhan
Bulbicheul irheun bam
Jidokhi sirin mam
Gyeondil su isseo

[Sandeul] You you neoman isseumyeon
Neoman isseumyeon

It’s you you neoman isseumyeon
It’s you you neoman isseumyeon

[CNU] Seulpeumi gadeukhan
Bulbicheul irheun bam
Jidokhi sirin mam
Gyeondil su isseo

[Sandeul] You you neoman isseumyeon
Neoman isseumyeon

Stig – Niks Ja Naks Lyrics

Mä syön aamupalaa, vaik tiedän, ettet palaa
Mä lehtee selaan, vaik tuntuu, et mä delaan
Miksi kuljimmekaan eri teillä?
Mikä olikaan se ongelma meillä?
Ja yritän soittaa, et haluun vielä koittaa
Mut se ei tuu natsaa, et viesteihin vastaa
Ei enää ole yhteisii öitä
Ei puutarhatöitä

Niks ja naks
Miksen muuttunutkaan kauniiks ja viisaammaks?
Ei kuulunu ku riks ja raks
Suhteemme poikki hiertyi ja yks sydän särkyi
En enää vierellesi tuu
Vastaajassa "I love you"
En enää vierellesi tuu
Vastaajassa "I love you"

Mä syön välipalaa, vaik tiedän, ettet palaa
Mä lehtee selaan, vaik tuntuu, et mä delaan
Mitä välii mitä päälleni laitan
Vaikka portaissa niskani taitan
Jos ois niinku ennen, sä nyt ohimennen
Selaisit ton lehden ristikot tehden
Mut sä löysitkin toisen miehen
Jäi vika ristikko puolitiehen
Niks ja naks
Miksen muuttunutkaan kauniiks ja viisaammaks?
Ei kuulunu ku riks ja raks
Suhteemme poikki hiertyi ja yks sydän särkyi
En enää vierellesi tuu
Vastaajassa "I love you"

En enää vierellesi tuu
Vastaajassa "I love you"

Veneen vesille mä työnnän, vaik se kulkee kallellaan
Perille se pääsee silti viimeisillä voimillaan
Ja mun sydämeni rikki on, mut silti paikallaan
Tämä mies on oppinut seisomaan omil polvillaan

Mä syön iltapalaa, vaik tiedän, ettet palaa
Mä lehtee selaan, vaik tuntuu, et mä delaan
Mitä välii oli meidän töillä
Uranäkymillä, titteleillä?
Tiesin, et mättää, mut pitiks sun jättää?
Mä näppäilen vielä, mut sä et oo siellä
Enää suutelen pullonkaulaa
Tuli tunnelma, päätin laulaa:

Vastaajaasi "I love you"
En enää vierellesi tuu
Vastaajassa "I love you"
En enää vierellesi tuu
Vastaajassa "I love you"
En enää vierellesi tuu
Vastaajassa "I love you"
En enää vierellesi tuu
Vastaajassa "I love you"
Vastaajassa "I love you"
Vastaajassa "I love you"

Chris Travis – Let Me Up Lyrics

[Hook]
Imma get money
Smoke good, get higher
She don’t wanna f*ck
Now I know she a liar
Days go by as a nigga get ?
Shawty say she ready
She gonna make a nigga ride up
Hundreds on the table
See my name on the flyers
But I ain’t showin less I’m paid by the thousands
Young Kenshin Travis fully runnin, no mileage
Bout to go the f*ck up and go plot out on an island

[Verse]
Yeah nigga ridin with my boys and we wildin
Waterboyz on stage
Bout to surf the crowd bitch
Niggas keep talkin round, but they can't down me
Three hoes lost me, but they can’t doubt me
Nigga catch me lowkey

They won't ever find me
Nah I ain’t scared
p*ssy nigga I ain’t hiding
Ridin in the coupe
Shawty say she want to drive it
Bitch sit back cause ya better off ridin
Blowin on this gas got me thinkin bout my past shit
Makin sure my next bitch meaner than my last bitch
Makin sure my next check bigger than my last check
Niggas want to buck fast
Get his ass stunted
I ain't gotta go around talkin all this tough shit
When it all pop just know Ima bust quick
Watch em all drop then go watch Netflix
Thats the consequence for anybody thats talkin shit
[Hook]

Young M.a – Self M.ade Lyrics

I just want the Audi R8 with the matte black paint on it
Hoping that them niggas don’t hate on it
New York plates on it with my own name on it
Young M.A on it, just wait on it

They say that I manipulate the youth
Nah, don’t get it wrong, I speak the truth
This is deeper than the roots, look around you see the proof
No excuse, but what you see is nothing new
They saying that I’m rich but I ain’t rich yet
I ain’t count a hundred M’s yet
I ain’t buy the Beamer and the Benz yet
And I ain’t f*ck all of her friends yet
My mama said I ain’t about a dollar
‘Cause a dollar just a dollar, only God can make you prosper
And baby when you do it do it proper
And if they ain’t tryna hear, you better holler
And only wife a chick if she a scholar
If she down then she a rider
She been with you from the bottom, ’cause
Nowadays it’s been kind of hard to find ’em ’cause
Every bitch a prima donna, a hundred on the highway
Riding in the Hyundai
Glock on the side ’cause they
Lookin’ at me sideways
Gotta make a quick move, grindin’ ’cause the rent due
I hear them guys talkin’ ’bout me, homie that’s a bitch move
That is what a bitch do, I’m guessing you a bitch too
Finding Nemo with the chopper
Feed them niggas fish food
Loyal to my last breath, ridin’ ’til the wheels fall
But I’ma still ride man, even when the wheels off
I know who really f*ck with me
I know who only want from me
You ain’t gotta tell me that
I know the difference luckily
That’s why I keep my eyes wide
That’s why I keep a side-eye

And I keep a long nose
Ready for you wise guys

I just want the Audi R8 with the matte black paint on it
Hoping that them niggas don’t hate on it
New York plates on it with my own name on it
Young M.A on it, just wait on it

Rich and famous
But I just want the money, I don’t want that fame shit
Hanging with them guys that’s armed and dangerous
Cut some niggas off, had to make some changes
‘Cause they was on that same, they was on that same shit
I just gotta go and get it, I don’t have no patience
I’m that get this money, stay in my lane shit
That’s upgrade, self-paid, self-made shit, M.A

Uhh, I wanna sip white Henny in the white Bentley
I wanna sip moonshine by the poolside
I wanna count hundos in the condos
Pull a blunt two times then I woosah pool side
Eating lobsters and steak by the lake
I wanna have a feast by the beach
Looking at the waves, looking at the waves
I wanna feel the sand on my feet
I just wanna eat, I just wanna eat, I don’t wanna sleep
I just wanna grind, I just wanna keep, making money
I don’t wanna beef, no I ain’t p*ssy, no I ain’t sweet
But if the p*ssy sweet I’ma eat (Ooouuu)

Rich and famous
But I just want the money, I don’t want that fame shit
Hanging with them guys that’s armed and dangerous
Cut some niggas off, had to make some changes
‘Cause they was on that same, they was on that same shit
I just gotta go and get it, I don’t have no patience
I’m that get this money, stay in my lane shit
That’s upgrade, self-paid, self-made shit, M.A

Upchurch – Dukes Of Hazzard Lyrics

[Intro]
Super Sport Church
Church, Church, Church, Church
Ahem

[Verse 1]
Hey, I dress like I don't give a f*ck, I punch dents all in my truck
The CMA’s don't like me now, 'cause they know that I f*ck shit up
I’m gonna show up white tee, blue jeans, smellin' like some stanky weed
So damn high I wore a shirt that says the letters "MTV"
Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm winnin', and I do it independent
Area code 615, I live inside them Batman buildings
Puttin' up Bruce Wayne, haircut like DiCaprio
Tennessee Titan on the mic, frankly write that white check, hoe

[Chorus]
Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), I've been trailblazin’
John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), Super Sport, baby
Banjo’s in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in the cabinet
All I do in Music City I reckon is make a racket
Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), I've been trailblazin’
John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), Super Sport, baby
Banjo's in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in the cabinet
All I do in Music City I reckon is make a racket

[Verse 2]
Yeah, neons on neons, 90 model fulla Freon
I-Ice cold with a short bed, 28's travel like the steam on
Crock pot on the inside, bowtie gettin' baked out
Run ’em Texas, Ritchie, Bobby Jr. shindig over Kid Rock's house
Elton John on the Rocket Hour, talkin' 'bout my stompin' grounds
Stoner stoned to the f*ckin' bone smokin' witch fingers with the music loud
I'm George Strait if he chose rap, still livin' in a house on a prairie
I'm the shit, no constipation, can't milk me for my damn dairy
[Chorus]
Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), I've been trailblazin'
John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), Super Sport, baby
Banjo's in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in the cabinet
All I do in Music City I reckon is make a racket
Dukes of Hazzard in my DNA (DNA), I've been trailblazin'
John Wayne in my Chevrolet (Chevrolet), Super Sport, baby
Banjo's in the cabin, Elmer Fudd in the cabinet
All I do in Music City I reckon is make a racket, oh

Temples – Test Of Time Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The flower falls from an elegant tree
And scattering nature’s seed
And as the leaves fall after the rain
The soil will always fade
And as the water drips down from the top
From the veil oh I can’t be touched
The message reads like a marrying rhyme
As we stand through the test of time

[Pre-Chorus]
Standing the test of time, wondering why
Standing the test of time, gathering why

[Chorus]
Into the night, we are high; never mind
And through the clouds, we arrive, like the stars in sky
And as we dance on the stones, glass beneath our feet
Back from the clouds, be alive, nature speak

[Verse 2]
The hour ends in a soggy sound
As the trees full of fall falls down
And then the leaves drip golden sand
The lettering breaks again
And the river brings up from the top
From the heaven that life forgot
A message reads like a marrying end

As we stand through the test of time

[Pre-Chorus]
Standing the test of time, wondering why
Standing the test of time, gathering why
Standing the test of time, wondering why
Standing the test of time, gathering why

[Chorus]
Into the night, we are high; never mind
And through the clouds, we arrive, like the stars in sky
And as we dance on the stones, glass beneath our feet
Back from the clouds, be alive, nature speak

[Pre-Chorus]
Standing the test of time, wondering why
Standing the test of time, gathering why
Standing the test of time, wondering why
Standing the test of time, gathering why

[Chorus]
Into the night, we are high; never mind
And through the clouds, we arrive, like the stars in sky
And as we dance on the stones, glass beneath our feet
Back from the clouds, be alive, nature speak

Yung Gravy – Flex On Christmas Lyrics

[Intro]
What’s good baby
It’s holiday season
Kind of sad Thanksgivings over, but you know it’s all good, still got Christmas

[Chorus]
I get up in it, you know I eat my spinach (Ayy)
Tryna stay nutritious ’cause I gotta flex on Christmas
Bring the litness (Gravy Train), yo mama is the witness
Gold chain with the turtle neck ’cause it’s Christmas
Got the ice, ice, ice, ice (Ayy), ice, ice
All I want for Christmas is some ice, ice, ice ,ice, (Ayy), ice, ice, ice
Bitch
I don’t really know what else I would ask for for Christmas baby

[Verse 1]
All I want for christmas is some ice (Ayy)
Look down at my wrist, it look like the Northern Lights (Ayy)
Sugar with the spice bitch, everything nice bitch
I pull up my sleeve it feel like I hit the light switch
I feel that Christmas weather so I got my crispy sweater
Sippin’ on some scotch while I write yo bitch a letter
‘Bout how I’m better, and how I get this cheddar
Yung Gravy how you so f*cking clever?
Watching ink dripping off my pen feather

Got a girl you need finessed? It would be my pleasure

[Chorus]
I get up in it, you know I eat my spinach (Ayy)
Tryna stay nutritious ’cause I gotta flex on Christmas
Bring the litness (Gravy Train), yo mama is the witness
Gold chain with the turtle neck ’cause it’s Christmas
Got the ice, ice, ice, ice (Ayy), ice, ice
All I want for Christmas is some ice, ice, ice ,ice, (Ayy), ice, ice, ice
Bitch
Well I hope you guys enjoyed what we brought you today, and merry Christmas

[Verse 2]
Bitch I ain’t finished, my side bitch is a gymnast
Before I lay the pipe I gotta stretch for thirty minutes
‘Cause it’s Christmas
She can do it by herself
But she got real excited when I dressed up like an elf (Woohoo)
You know I got the whole outfit (Whoa)
Bells on my kicks just so I can see some tits

[Outro]
Lickety split
f*ck around and make a snowman on yo bitch
Ain’t that some shit?
This time of year I’m usually pouring egg nog on some tits

Ministri – Crateri Lyrics

Il nostro rifugio: distrutto, distrutto
Le nostre preghiere: "Fate più in fretta, fate più in fretta"
Che cosa rimane? Crateri, crateri
Esplode il tuo nome
Riesci a vedermi ancora
Riesco a vederti ancora
Tu non puoi dividerci
Tu non puoi dividerci

Le strade, le nostre parole, le stesse
Partire di nuovo o almeno crederci, o almeno crederci

Che cosa rimane? Crateri, crateri
Là fuori nessuno
Che cosa hai fatto non l'hai capito ancora
Tu non puoi dividerci
Tu non puoi dividerci

Che cosa rimane? Crateri, crateri
Che cosa rimane? Crateri, crateri

Che cosa rimane? Crateri, crateri
Che cosa rimane? Crateri, crateri
Tu non puoi dividerci
Tu non puoi dividerci

Young M.a – Jootd Lyrics (feat. Monica)

[Monica:]
It’s just one of them days
When I wanna be all alone
It’s just one of them days
When I gotta be all alone
It’s just one of them days
When I wanna be all alone
It’s just one of them days
When I gotta be all alone
It’s just one of them days

[Young M.A:]
Airplane mode on these hoes
That’s on the regular
Somebody’s girlfriend blowing up my cellular
If I got head from ya I’m deadin’ ya
Hit that decline button
I don’t wanna be bothered baby, my mind running
I don’t mind hitting that block button
I’m quick to block something
I’m quick to block a thot
Yeah I flop a lot, don’t care if she hot or not
‘Cause hoes get ignored every day B
Man she’ll be aight
You keep worrying about me, girl you need a life
I got this blunt, now I need a light
No I don’t need a wife
I’m moody, I don’t want no groupies
I ain’t in the mood for no coochie
I don’t wanna talk to Kim, Jessica, and Julie
They don’t really love me, they just wanna do me and use me

[Monica:]
It’s just one of them days
When I wanna be all alone
It’s just one of them days
When I gotta be all alone
It’s just one of them days
When I wanna be all alone
It’s just one of them days
When I gotta be all alone
It’s just one of them days

[Young M.A:]

Nike slippers and sweatpants
Bitch I’m comfortable
If I don’t really f*ck with you then I’m dubbing you
I’m just stacking this cheese up like a Lunchable
It’s just, one of those day-ay-ay-ays
Just one of those days
She text me like why you playing these games?
You know I’m stuck in my ways, why you seem so amazed?
Let me be in my zone, let me be on my own
Now she in her feelings like f*ck it go be alone
Why you doing all that, you ain’t even all that
Put her on the blocked list, now she can’t call back
I can never fall off, bitch I just fall back
Thought I was the one, I’m like nah, why you thought that?
I just let her argue with herself, I don’t talk back
Since I ain’t the one
Now girl are you finished or you done?
(Are you done? are you dumb?)

[Monica:]
It’s just one of them days
When I wanna be all alone
It’s just one of them days
When I gotta be all alone
It’s just one of them days
When I wanna be all alone
It’s just one of them days
When I gotta be all alone
It’s just one of them days
When I wanna be all alone
It’s just one of them days
When I gotta be all alone
It’s just one of them days
When I wanna be all alone
It’s just one of them days
When I gotta be all alone
It’s just one of them days

Lil’ Duke – All Night Lyrics (feat. Don Q)

[Intro: Lil Duke]
Bricks, this shit finna kill these niggas
My nigga BricksOnDaBeat
BricksOnDaBeat

[Hook: Lil Duke]
Nigga we be on the block all night, all night
We been grinding all night
All night, all night
I’m on an all-night flight
All night, all night
Waiting on a lil bitch to come get me right
Then we get money, we do this all night
Bitch I be counting these hundreds all night

[Verse 1: Lil Duke]
All night, all night
Do it all night and we gon’ do it tomorrow
She gonna suck on the dick with no pause
f*ck on that bitch then I f*ck on her friends, I’m sorry
I’m shopping tonight like I’m living in Harlem
Racks in my pocket, I don’t want to bargain
Cheat on that bitch but I never say sorry
Folded her bad but I don’t say sorry
I’m in the studio geeked off the molly
I’m in the studio booted up
All night I’m running ‘round the lobby
In the jacuzzi with two or three sluts
You do whatever you want when you poppin’
You ain’t got haters then boy you ain’t poppin’
Broke, ain’t no conversation, boy just stop it
[Hook: Lil Duke]
Nigga we be on the block all night, all night
We been grinding all night
All night, all night
I’m on an all-night flight
All night, all night
Waiting on a lil bitch to come get me right
Then we get money, we do this all night
Bitch I be counting these hundreds all night

[Verse 2: Don Q]
We was out hustling all night
Then I go make a deposit but I keep the bank in the closet
I know you hate that I got it
I find me a groupie and I f*ck her face ‘til she vomit
I been in new foreigns bending corners
Hoes on us soon as we pull up on front street
Bubba had a quarter mil before we had a deal
When he made that in one week
I’m sipping that drink, got me stuck sleep
Homie your cup weak

Do a walkthrough in the club and we come deep
Couple shooters in the back and the front seat
They be moving with the strap when the sun sleep
You never have money, I’ll get you hit over fast money
I got some niggas to blast for me
All of my bitches is crash dummies
You can see the hunger, it was just last summer
I was down to my last twenty
QP he said I’m the man and he told me to plan
And he put up his last for me
I fell in love with the life
I order the piece and I told him to flood in the ice
I got accustomed to going through customs
With hundreds in jewelry to drip on the flight
All night
[Hook: Lil Duke]
All night
We been grinding all night
All night, all night
I’m on an all-night flight
All night, all night
Waiting on a lil bitch to come get me right
Then we get money, we do this all night
Bitch I be counting these hundreds all night

[Verse 3: Lil Duke]
All night, all night
Started with a band and ran that shit up to a twenty pack
Soon as I say go my goonies they gone and they gon’ attack
I’m in the kitchen, I’m flipping that work like an acrobat
Gas in the spot, and the bitch she can’t breathe, havin’ asthma attacks
I am too busy getting money, I can’t be attached
In the trap all night, f*ck nigga run up, f*ck nigga getting whacked
Yeah, boy you get beat with the bat
Boy do not run, you’ll get hit in your back
Trap in the spot with the MAC

[Hook: Lil Duke]
Nigga we be on the block all night, all night
We been grinding all night
All night, all night
I’m on an all-night flight
All night, all night
Waiting on a lil bitch to come get me right
Then we get money, we do this all night
Bitch I be counting these hundreds all night
All night, all night
All night, all night
All night, all night

Upchurch – Blue Moon Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Blue moon, how I wish you could talk
I spent many nights ramblin' in your ear, even though you're a glowin' rock
I find peace listenin' to the critters move in the woods
If every human was a moon, maybe I'd be understood

[Chorus]
Oh, blue moon
I wanna pour a tall glass of you
To cleanse my soul of the trouble I've been
And the damage I'm gonna do
Oh, blue moon
I wanna be just like you
So I can be lonely in the silence of space
And observe this world of doom
Oh, blue moon

[Verse 2]
Red sun, you try to drain me of my vibe
I sweat my soul in Mother Nature's skin, every second I step outside
And I gasp for air when the rays beam down, I look to you but you blind me
But when you go down the heat's not found and I know my old friend's behind me

[Chorus]
Oh, blue moon

I wanna pour a tall glass of you
To cleanse my soul of the trouble I've been
And the damage I'm gonna do
Oh, blue moon
I wanna be just like you
So I can be lonely in the silence of space
And observe this world of doom
Oh, blue moon
Oh, blue moon
Oh, blue moon
Oh, blue moon
Oh, blue moon
[Bridge]
I gotta lunar love, an obsession of the stars
If comets rain down on my one horse town
I'll be sittin' on the hood of my car

[Chorus]
Oh, blue moon
I wanna pour a tall glass of you
Cleanse my soul of the trouble I've been
And the damage I'm gonna do
Oh, blue moon
I wanna be just like you
So I can be lonely in the silence of space
And observe this world of doom
Oh, blue moon
Oh, blue moon
Oh, blue moon
Oh, blue moon
Oh, blue moon
Oh, blue moon
Oh, blue moon

Chris Travis – Gotta Get It Lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Travis]
I never take shit for granted
So you might, won't understand it
They say "Good luck doing damage"
I just wanna live very lavish
In a 5 story, big mansion
Take care, all I do is see my family
I like to live in a fantasy
While you live in your reality
I be on the road trying to make the C.R.E.A.M
Can't take the C.R.E.A.M
Cause I seen some things
Back when a nigga use to be broke
Had to sell shoes, just to go an get clothes
Now I'm in the venue, where we selling out shows
We in this thing, and I'm buying out O's
I just hope they last so long
Is you gonna wait?
If you do, so long
Backwood guts residue in my home
Shawty kno kush, dat be my cologne
In rotation by myself, like a cyclone
Paypal moving like a damn trap phone
Oooh, she wanna get a hit of this blunt
Can't give you none, if you don't get it up
Oooh, she wanna get a hit of these bucks
Can't give you none, if you can't get it up, bitch
[Chorus: Chris Travis]
Bills coming in a minute, you know I gotta get it
Bands coming in to, bitch ride with it
Waterboyz is the boss, bitch, come and get it
I remain by the ho, rent a whole damn city
Bills coming in a minute, you know I gotta get it
Bands coming in to, bitch ride with it
Waterboyz is the boss, bitch, come and get it
I remain by the ho, rent a whole damn city

[Verse 2: Chris Travis]
Run game while you lame niggas f*ck with me
Run game while your bitch take a buck fifty
Been changed since a nigga had a buck fifty
Get money, small circles don't trust bitches
I'm the nigga that supply the most
Ride to deep, trail behind the smoke
Tryna get money, on my way back home
Tryna get my nigga's on the shit I'm on
But I'm just waiting
I'm focused impatient and cautious
Lil nigga tryna come in my fortress
But his ass get burned like some f*cking horses, bitch

[Chorus: Chris Travis]
Bills coming in a minute, you know I gotta get it
Bands coming in to, bitch ride with it
Waterboyz is the boss, bitch, come and get it
I remain by the ho, rent a whole damn city
Bills coming in a minute, you know I gotta get it
Bands coming in to, bitch ride with it
Waterboyz is the boss, bitch, come and get it
I remain by the ho, rent a whole damn city
[Verse 3: Chris Travis]
Run game while you lame nigga's f*ck with me
Run game while your bitch take a buck fifty
Been changed since a nigga had a buck fifty
Get money, small circles don't trust bitches
Run game while you lame ass nigga's f*ck with me
Run game while your bitch take a buck fifty
Been changed since a nigga had a buck fifty
Get money, small circles don't trust bitches

Temples – The Guesser Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We felt a change in times sometimes when I talk
It wasn’t really clear at first
The gentry men were also one to admire
The fancy people were the same

Take a look
The only thing is that the numbers don’t add up
Late from work
It’s just a typical thing in which you need to comply

The might is bearing on the wretch
For working class the joy of drinking prevails
The taps are open never closed

Take a guess
The only thing is that the guesser is a mess
Walk on by
It’s just a difficult time in which the people comply

It’s a difficult time
Put your hands on the wall
Take a look at the scene that you conceive as paradise
Then just close your eyes
Find your way

It’s a typical time
Periodical sign
Take a gamble and make a little bet on paradise

Oh, avert your eyes
Guess the way

To move a problem is to stay out of harm
All of the worry isn’t gone
The working man is feeling under the weather
The passing woman even worse

Take a look
The only thing is that the numbers don’t have worth
Walk on by
It’s just a seminal time
Such a terrible plight

Take a guess
The only thing is that the guesser is a mess
Walk on by
It’s just a difficult time in which the people comply

It’s a difficult time
Put your hands on the wall
Take a look at the scene that you conceive as paradise
Then just close your eyes
Find your way

It’s a typical time
Periodical sign
Take a gamble and make a little bet on paradise
Oh, avert your eyes
Guess the way

Yung Gravy – You Betcha Lyrics (feat. Ihatesunday)

[Intro: Yung Gravy]
(Gravy Train)
Shit man, what I been up to?
A little bit of flexing
A little bit of good old fashion flexing (Whoa)

[Chorus: Yung Gravy]
If you f*cking with the team we gon' come and getcha
(Gon' getcha)
Teach you something 'bout your girl, call that shit a lecture
(A lecture)
Gravy so smooth you can check the f*cking texture (Whoa)
You might see me pull up in my motherf*ckin' sketchers (Ayy)
Got cheddar, you betcha
Gettin' to the cheese like Chester
Yung flexer, you betcha
Always in the clean striped sweater
Finesser, you betcha
Mighta' just piped your ancestor
I got Debra in the Tesla, too much sauce got extra

[Verse 1: Yung Gravy]
Yeah, I'm posted with your momma and your sister and your mof*ckin granny, feelin' so dandy
Man, I'm sweet like candy
But I'm a savage like Randy, yo girl getting handsy
Tryna hit the beach get sandy, with the beach-side brandy
Boy you're a pansy, I hit your mom in the pantry
Gravy get it steamy like Stanley
[Verse 2: Yung Gravy]
I just f*cked your bitch in some Louis V Crocs (Crocs?)
She couldn't resist cause I wore 'em with the socks (Socks?)
Now she won't get off my jock, had to finesse like I'm Brock
I get that drip from my Wok, I got your side bitch on lock
I always roll with a flock (Whoa)

[Verse 3: Yung Gravy]
Got the herbs with the spices, stole your girl that's a crisis
Had the pineapple slices, just got my finesse licence (Gravy Train)
Think I'm real cold like dicing, Gravy so enticing
I'll knock your ass out, Mike Tyson
I'm quick like lightning, bitch thicker than a f*cking bison
I cover up the booty with Icing

[Chorus: Yung Gravy]
If you f*cking with the team we gon' come and getcha
(Gon' getcha)
Teach you something 'bout your girl, call that shit a lecture
(A lecture)

Gravy so smooth you can check the f*cking texture (Whoa)
You might see me pull up in my motherf*ckin' sketchers (Gravy Train)
Got cheddar, you betcha
Gettin' to the cheese like Chester
Yung flexer, you betcha
Always in the clean striped sweater
Finesser, you betcha
Mighta' just piped your ancestor
I got Debra in the Tesla, too much sauce got extra
[Verse 4: ihatesunday]
Too much sauce got extra
You can catch me in the lab like Dexter
Your main bitch, yeah I sexed her only did it 'cause she look like Carmen Electra (Ayy)
Tell her her friends all invited (Yuh)
I got these white hoes excited (Ayy)
Winona the way that I'm ridin', I'm vibin'
I pop pills like I'm suicidal, I might be
I'll make your mother my wifey
Don't try me, you f*cking need to see your ID
It's sunday, or you can call me yung church house (Yeah)
I f*cked your bitch from my workout and I'll make your sister my daughter (Yeah)
I'm feeling like I'm Dwayne Carter (Yuh)
I gave your bitch a Dwayne Johnson
I'm in her throat like a tonsil (Yeah)

[Chorus: Yung Gravy]
If you f*cking with the team we gon' come and getcha
(Gon' getcha)
Teach you something 'bout your girl, call that shit a lecture
(A lecture)
Gravy so smooth you can check the f*cking texture (Whoa)
You might see me pull up in my motherf*ckin' sketchers (Gravy Train)
Got cheddar, you betcha
Gettin' to the cheese like Chester
Yung flexer, you betcha
Always in the clean striped sweater
Finesser, you betcha
Mighta' just piped your ancestor
I got Debra in the Tesla, too much sauce got extra
[Outro]
I'm eighteen, with the bullet
I'm eighteen, with the bullet (Gravy Train, makes his own gravy right in the bowl; that wouldn't impress you, of course)
Got my finger on the trigger, gonna pull it

A-Teens – Singled Out Lyrics

Hey, hey

When I wake up in the morning
Before I style my hair
The first thing on my mind
Is I hope he cares
And every single evening
Before I hit my bed
My mind analyses
Every word she says

It seems like everybodys got someone
A hand to hold and a soul to touch
I want it all so much

[CHORUS]
I can’t get you
I can’t get you
I can’t get you off my mind
When I’m with you
I know I could
Love you till the end of time
I can get you
I can get you (try to get you)
If you just tell me how
With all this love around
And me without you
I’m feelin singled out

If I only had the courage

To open up my heart
Would he run, would he hide
Would he light a spark

Should I walk up to her
Should I throw my charming smile
Should I say that her eyes
Light up my skies
Seems like everybodys got someone
A hand to hold, a soul to touch
I want it all so much

[CHORUS]

Every single day I see these couples walking by
And if I took a chance
Maybe I could be one of them

If only I could have you as the one
The hand to hold, the soul to touch
A heart that I control

I can’t get you
I can’t get you
I can’t get you off my mind

[CHORUS x2]

I’m feeling singled out

Ministri – Spettri Lyrics

[Strofa 1]
Gli altri apostoli non l’hanno presa bene
Ora son tutti in fila per tradire
Abbiamo ancora dei problemi con gli spettri
Coi desideri, con il calcare
La follia dei matrimoni cercati
La magia dei matrimoni combinati
Se m’intervistano che cosa gli dico?
Che gli ho dato un braccio e mi son tenuto il dito

[Ritornello]
Io voglio solo pagare una persona che
Che mi metta in ordine la vita
Che mi faccia da servo e da padrone
Che mi dica non è ancora finita
Voglio solo pagare una persona che
Che mi metta in ordine la vita
Che mi faccia da servo e da padrone
Che mi dica non è ancora finita

[Strofa 2]
Tutti in piedi sopra i banchi per dire
Che i banchi devono scomparire
Macchine che san guidare da sole
Girano la notte senza una ragione
Io intanto cerco di amare le persone
Concentrazione, concertazione
Un cannocchiale, una finestra sul cortile
Io che guardo gli altri per capire

[Bridge]
Io voglio solo pagare una persona che
Che mi metta in ordine la vita

Che mi faccia da servo e da padrone
Che mi dica non è ancora finita

[Ritornello]
Voglio solo pagare una persona che
Che mi metta in ordine la vita
Che mi faccia da servo e da padrone
Che mi dica non è ancora finita
Voglio solo pagare una persona che
Che mi metta in ordine la vita
Che mi faccia da servo e da padrone
Che mi dica non è ancora finita

[Post-Ritornello]
La mia libido è un’azienda come le altre
D’amministrare, da contabilizzare
Un impegno gigante, una spina nel sangue
Una storia qualunque, dovunque, comunque
Una storia qualunque, dovunque, comunque

[Ritornello]
Voglio solo pagare una persona che
Che mi metta in ordine la vita
Che mi faccia da servo e da padrone
Che mi dica non è ancora finita
Voglio solo pagare una persona che
Che mi metta in ordine la vita
Che mi faccia da servo e da padrone
Che mi dica non è ancora finita
Che mi dica non è ancora finita
Che mi dica non è ancora finita

Lil’ Duke – Billboard Lyrics (feat. Wiz Khalifa & Dave East)

[Intro]
Smokin’ Cali Weed
LA Vibes
Wheezy in this bitch with me

[Hook: Duke]
Mama we made it to billboards
Thank the lord, I’ma keep praying for it
They told me stay focused, stay real boy
The streets playing dirty, get killed boy
This shit is for real boy, did all that shit with no deal boy
Niggas is fakin’, they gettin’ monopoly money
When I was broke
They was just laughin’ at me like something was funny
Now I’m at three years on my dick
Ran that shit up, now we rich
We put that money right before a bitch
Knock em off, I’m callin’ hits
Now I got twenty whole K on my wrist
Diamonds, my neck, on my fist

[Verse 1: Duke]
You want a feature gon’ cost you a brick
Thugger he gave me a shot now I’m in
So tired of losing can’t do nun but win
Every day wake up, I gotta get in
Pray to the lord and I stay on my ten
Free my niggas locked in the pen
We sip the lean and pour out the seal
You niggas so fake, you don’t know nothin’ bout real
Labels keep calling, they want me to sign
Talk to my voicemail, I don’t recognize
Came from the streets, I was sellin’ them pies
Bitch you so fake I can see it in your eyes
I’m not a graduate not from DeVry
You over here but you playing both sides
When it come down I know you ain’t gon’ ride
I started selling and they started buying
Cooking them burgers and fries
No Christmas Eve, I surprise ’em
See me in public, come try me
Run up, I cock it and fire
See it, I buy what I want
Eat that lil p*ssy for lunch
I’m her lil Clyde, that’s my Bonnie
We steppin’ out and we stunt

[Hook: Duke]
Mama we made it to billboards
Thank the lord, I’ma keep praying for it
They told me stay focused, stay real boy
The streets playing dirty, get killed boy
This shit is for real boy, did all that shit with no deal boy
Niggas is fakin’, they gettin’ monopoly money
When I was broke
They was just laughin’ at me like something was funny
Now I’m at three years on my dick
Ran that shit up, now we rich
We put that money right before a bitch
Knock em off, I’m callin’ hits
Now I got twenty whole K on my wrist
Diamonds, my neck, on my fist

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Man somebody shoulda told ’em that this shit’ll get real
That this shit’ll get real, that this shit’ll get real
When you young and havin’ things dog this shit’ll get real
Man this shit’ll get real, man this shit’ll get real
And no I ain’t just getting started boy, I been in the field
Stacking hundred dollar bills
Ridin’ with some young niggas that know how to kill
Lil bitch saying that she won’t

Let her hit the KK once, now she will
Ya’ll remind me of Jack and Jill
Ya’ll was up, now you going down the hill
I don’t ever put my weed up in a blunt
Don’t act like you don’t know no better
And don’t ever ask me to borrow no dope
Then act like you don’t owe no cheddar
And shorty keep blowin’ up both of my phones
Cause with me her p*ssy get wetter
Just spoke to my bro who’s in the hospital
I really do hope he get better
For sure

[Hook: Duke]
Mama we made it to billboards
Thank the lord, I’ma keep praying for it
They told me stay focused, stay real boy
The streets playing dirty, get killed boy
This shit is for real boy, did all that shit with no deal boy
Niggas is fakin’, they gettin’ monopoly money
When I was broke
They was just laughin’ at me like something was funny
Now I’m at three years on my dick
Ran that shit up, now we rich
We put that money right before a bitch
Knock em off, I’m callin’ hits
Now I got twenty whole K on my wrist
Diamonds, my neck, on my fist

[Verse 3: Dave East]
Jump out that foreign with paper plates
I don’t got the time to take a break
Gorilla without wearing Bathing Ape
Gold on my neck like it’s eighty-eight
Smokin’ Skittles, bunch of painkillers
Think about quitting like day to day
I love New York, this ain’t Flava Flav
Fresh out that Porsche, I’ma take a plane
Dolce Gabanna, the pants suede
I keep a drum like a band playin’
How you hatin’ if your man made it?
Presidential rollie, bitch I’m campaignin’
I’m in the field like the special teams
Sellin’ records now, I was sellin’ green
That bitch ain’t know I was gon’ sell a dream
Before she woke up I took everything
I done did some niggas dirty
Trafficking sour and Fergie
I prayed to god for a birdie
I would kill for it, now it’s billboards
All of her bottoms is bloody
These niggas act like they love me
I’d rather codeine than bubbly
But I had to chill, that shit f*cked up my stomach
I made it

[Hook: Duke]
Mama we made it to billboards
Thank the lord, I’ma keep praying for it
They told me stay focused, stay real boy
The streets playing dirty, get killed boy
This shit is for real boy, did all that shit with no deal boy
Niggas is fakin’, they gettin’ monopoly money
When I was broke
They was just laughin’ at me like something was funny
Now I’m at three years on my dick
Ran that shit up, now we rich
We put that money right before a bitch
Knock em off, I’m callin’ hits
Now I got twenty whole K on my wrist
Diamonds, my neck, on my fist

Stig – Lastauslaiturilla Lyrics

Aamukuudelta pukuhuoneessa sidoin lenkkarit kireelle
Radion aamutiimi turhaan koitti potkii mua hereille
Kahvi tippui, tuoksu sen sai mut viimein liikkeelle
Taukotilassa istuin alas, sä istuit samalle penkille
Mä näyttelin, et mul ei olis mitään aikeita
Sudokuita täyttelin, ne oli liian vaikeita
Silloin en tiennyt vielä, et kuinka paljon sua kaipaisin
Kun vanhaan toimipisteeseesi sä palaisit

En töitä tee, mä ootan vaan taas kahvitaukoo seuraavaa
Et kanssas olla saan

Lastauslaiturilla, loisteputken alla yhdessä aikaa vietettiin
Hei Elovena, sä oot mun Marja-Leena. Kahvihuoneessa se tiedettiin
Lastauslaiturilla, loisteputken alla suhun koitin saada kontaktii
Kovii kohtaloita, roskiksii, rullakoita. Sydän kurkkupurkkiin stumpattiin

Mä elin kuin unessa, tein virheitä räikeitä
Mielen sopukoissa punoin onnen säikeitä
Sä olit mulle kiiltokuva, oisin tehnyt mitä vaan

Eräänä aamuna mä istuin jälleen taukotilassa
Luulin, et sä olisit vain käymäs Siwassa
Siitä kauan aikaa on, voi kun muistaisin nimesi
Josko numerotiedustelusta sun numeros löytyisi
En töitä tee, mä ootan vaan taas kahvitaukoo seuraavaa

Et kanssas olla saan

Lastauslaiturilla, loisteputken alla yhdessä aikaa vietettiin
Hei Elovena, sä oot mun Marja-Leena. Kahvihuoneessa se tiedettiin
Lastauslaiturilla, loisteputken alla suhun koitin saada kontaktii
Kovii kohtaloita, roskiksii, rullakoita. Sydän kurkkupurkkiin stumpattiin

Mä haikailin, liikaa aikailin
Perääs huutelin, vain metsä kuunteli
Mä haikailin, liikaa aikailin
Perääs huutelin, vain metsä kuunteli
Viel ehkä joskus kohdataan

Lastauslaiturilla, loisteputken alla yhdessä aikaa vietettiin
Hei Elovena, sä oot mun Marja-Leena. Kahvihuoneessa se tiedettiin
Lastauslaiturilla, loisteputken alla suhun koitin saada kontaktii
Kovii kohtaloita, roskiksii, rullakoita. Sydän kurkkupurkkiin stumpattiin

Lastauslaiturilla, loisteputken alla yhdessä aikaa vietettiin
Hei Elovena, sä oot mun Marja-Leena. Kahvihuoneessa se tiedettiin
Lastauslaiturilla, loisteputken alla suhun koitin saada kontaktii
Kovii kohtaloita, roskiksii, rullakoita. Sydän kurkkupurkkiin stumpattiin

Young M.a – Hennynhoes Lyrics (feat. Christon Dior)

[Young M.A:]
Pretty nigga with the pretty hoes
Drinking henny yeah that’s why they call me henny hoes
Brownskin with the sundress, pretty toes
What you doing with them goodies, you should give me those
f*ck you in your sundress, you don’t even gotta undress
Shawty she was straight, now she like girls
Ate her ’til she came, made her cum fest

[Christon Dior & Young M.A:]
And I just want some henny and some hoes
And some bad bitches bustin’ on the floor, what the f*ck is up?
And I just want some henny and some hoes
And some bad bitches coming down the pole, what the f*ck is up?
Look at that body, girl you got a body
Don’t make me catch a body, all in that body

[Young M.A:]
Uh booty shorts with the cheeks out
Crop top, sunhat with the weave out
Whole crew of chicks, shawty brought the team out
We brung hennesy, shawty pulled the weed out
Bag bitches like a push cart
She like where the keys? I said push start
She getting money and she book smart
She shake her ass for the cash when the hook start

[Christon Dior & Young M.A:]
And I just want some henny and some hoes

And some bad bitches bustin’ on the floor, what the f*ck is up?
And I just want some henny and some hoes
And some bad bitches coming down the pole, what the f*ck is up?
Look at that body, girl you got a body
Don’t make me catch a body, all in that body

[Christon Dior:]
I want your body, girl you so naughty, lookin’ like a lolli
I want your body, girl you so naughty, lookin’ like a lolli, yeah

[Christon Dior & Young M.A:]
And I just want some henny and some hoes
And some bad bitches bustin’ on the floor, what the f*ck is up?
And I just want some henny and some hoes
And some bad bitches coming down the pole, what the f*ck is up?
Look at that body, girl you got a body
Don’t make me catch a body, all in that body

And I just want some henny and some hoes
And some bad bitches bustin’ on the floor, what the f*ck is up?
And I just want some henny and some hoes
And some bad bitches coming down the pole, what the f*ck is up?
Look at that body, girl you got a body
Don’t make me catch a body, all in that body

Upchurch – Dirty Elvis Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I am the one you need to watch for
I am the one who fields the dead corn
I am a danger to myself
So don't go pokin' me, best go check somebody else

[Chorus]
Man hands, smashed a thousand scars deep
Baptized, brown water from small creeks
Walk on fire but I'm bathin' in ashes
Yeah, I ain't shit, but right now I feel like Dirty Elvis
Dirty Elvis, Dirty Elvis, Dirty Elvis, Dirty Elvis

[Verse 2]
No Casanova, covered in ink stains
Where I'm from you can see it on my skin
I'd crack a smile but that only means trouble
If you're scared of blue lights then don't ask to hear my motor rumble

[Chorus]
Man hands, smashed a thousand scars deep

Baptized, brown water from small creeks
Walk on fire but I'm bathin' in ashes
Yeah, I ain't shit, but right now I feel like Dirty Elvis
Dirty Elvis, Dirty Elvis, Dirty Elvis, Dirty Elvis
[Bridge]
I'm not what they want me to be (Want me to be)
Not gonna change for no damn TV (TV)
You want them baby hands and pretty white smile?
You better fill up your car and get ready for a long ride

[Chorus]
Man hands, smashed a thousand scars deep
Baptized, brown water from small creeks
Walk on fire but I'm bathin' in ashes
Yeah, I ain't shit, but right now I feel like Dirty Elvis
Dirty Elvis, Dirty Elvis, Dirty Elvis, Dirty Elvis

Temples – A Question Isn’t Answered Lyrics

The question isn’t answered if an answer isn’t questioned
An answer has a meaning when new meaning has a truth
Past life brings a future when the future disappears
Conscience of a kingdom left the king to reappear

The truth is but a burden, laying burden by a few
Left unto the story, does the story unto you
City of the scriptures, sing the words on city walls

I love that’s a freedom, drop in sequence of our fall

The question isn’t answered if an answer isn’t questioned
An answer has a meaning when new meaning has a truth
Past life brings a future when the future disappears
Conscious of the kingdom lead a king to reappear

Yung Gravy – Ms. Gravystone Lyrics (feat. Mia Gladstone)

[Intro]
We still on for karaoke?
Dope
I'm gonna rock you on the mic so hard, your ears are gonna bleed gravy
Catch you on the flip

[Chorus: Mia Gladstone & Yung Gravy]
Gravy got the juice, got the sauce, he got everything
You can't top it off, no
Gravy bring the weed, roll the blunts
We be over here smoking on some loud now
Baby Gravy, I was grocery store flexing
But then I saw a baddie in the vegetable section
Ayy, booty game vicious
Couldn't find the gravy so I gave her some assistance

[Verse 1: Mia Gladstone]
Gravy approached me
Said his flow so nasty
Them girls they drop their panties, uh
But he be mackin' on their mama's
Making enchiladas wit the extra guaca, uh

[Verse 2: Yung Gravy]
Yeah I usually go for mommas
But this chick sang like Madonna
So you know I had to holla
Like a balla, got guala
Pulled up on this baddie, got the number and I called her
[Verse 3: Mia Gladstone]
How you do it like that?
Finesse the ladies like that
Become a family snack, uh, uh
The women love you like that
Pouring gravy over mash
But never turkey we don't f*ck with that

[Verse 4: Yung Gravy]
Shit, found out she was vegan (Whoa)

Now my ass is vegan
But sometimes I be sneaking (Whoa)
Late night stealthy
Hitting up that deli cause you know I'm mighty healthy

[Verse 5: Mia Gladstone]
Vegan bitches everywhere
Screaming gravy touch me there
Run your fingers through my hair, uh, uh
They be busting out the whip, on that mother-daughter trip
Threw some dressing in the mix, Gravy

[Verse 6: Yung Gravy & Mia Gladstone]
First thing told her we should try to keep it low key
But then I sang that bitch some Ginuwine on karaoke
Her ex pulled up in the camouflage Oakleys (Ew)
Have to break it you, you a real bad goalie
You deserve a trophy, for being straight baloney
I've been getting cozy with yo girl watching MOFY
Pull up on yo bitch with my snorkel and my floaties
Then I hit her with the horizontal hokey pokey, ah shit
[Chorus: Mia Gladstone & Yung Gravy]
Gravy got the juice, got the sauce, he got everything
You can't top it off, no
Gravy bring the weed, roll the blunts
We be over here smoking on some loud now
Baby Gravy, I was grocery store flexing
But then I saw a baddie in the vegetable section
Ayy, booty game vicious
Couldn't find the gravy so I gave her some assistance

Ministri – Fumare Lyrics

Vita volgare
Vita bellissima
Scelte da fare
Pressione bassissima
Vite diverse
Stesso cronometro, mille richieste
Amarsi subito

Cosa vogliamo
Come ci vogliono
Indistruttibili, indifendibili
Il nostro incarico
Sembra accettabile, il nostro respiro
Come invisibile

Noi vogliamo fumare
Soprattutto perché fa male
Perché è per un momento almeno
Quello che non dobbiamo fare
Noi vogliamo fumare
Ora che ci sentiamo bene
Non fermarti, non fermarmi
Non sperare di cambiare

Vita normale
Vita lunghissima
Desiderare e poi pentirsene
Lacrime in mare
Come distinguerle
Piante depresse
Da troppi stimoli
Cosa vogliamo
Che cosa vogliono?
Arbitri stanchi, niente recupero
Dai piani alti, alle campagne

Nuovi orizzonti
E vecchie nuvole
Noi vogliamo fumare
Soprattutto perché fa male
Perché è per un momento almeno
Quello che non dobbiamo fare
Noi vogliamo fumare
Ora che ci fa stare bene
Ora che quest'equilibrio
Si può solo rovinare

Noi vogliamo fumare
Soprattutto perché fa male
Perché è per un momento almeno
Quello che non dobbiamo fare
Noi vogliamo fumare
Ora che ci sentiamo bene
Non fermarti, non fermarmi
Non sperare di cambiare

Tanto non è l'aria che ci manda avanti
E mi dispiace io sia come tutti gli altri
Ma ho bisogno di qualcosa
Che mi annienti e che mi salvi
Che ci liberi e ci calmi
Che non voglia giudicarci

Noi vogliamo fumare
Ora che ci fa stare bene

Derez De’shon – It’s Up Lyrics

[Chorus]
If its up, its up, yeah, yeah
If you boutta pull up, yeah, huh
I ain't going back and forth with ya, shut up
Nigga you know whats up with us
You don't want nothin' with us
If its up, its up, yeah, yeah
If you boutta pull up, yeah, huh
I ain't going back and forth with ya, shut up
Nigga you know whats up with us
You don't want nothin' with us
If its up, its up

[Verse 1]
You don't want problems with us
You know the Glock with us (Pow pow)
We don't be talkin' much
We with the popping up (Skrr skrr)
Shoot at your top or nothin'
You know the chop with us
You know the chop with us (Brr, grrt)
Get it, kill it, I spill it
Empty the clip then flip it
We don't be talkin' specific
I send 'em a picture, they handle the business
That scope'll hit you from a distance
Lock up your nose if your nose in my business
Trust me, nigga, we ain't tripping (Nope)
And we ain't never been friendly
The back and forth for the bitches (Shh)
Play gangstеr and they get gangsters
Nеver been on a mission (No)
But I heard you was snitchin'
Couple times, caught you slippin'
Coulda killed you, but you with your children
You know I love the children, and I don't do nothin' to children
[Chorus]
If its up, its up, yeah, yeah
If you boutta pull up, yeah, huh
I ain't going back and forth with ya, shut up
Nigga you know whats up with us

You don't want nothin' with us
If its up, its up, yeah, yeah
If you boutta pull up, yeah, huh
I ain't going back and forth with ya, shut up
Nigga you know whats up with us
You don't want nothin' with us
If its up, its up

[Verse 2]
Stop there, please don't make me go up there
Top floor at the Porsche building
[?] can't even get up there
Pretty bitches wanna f*ck, yeah
That duffel holds a million bucks, yeah
Walk around with it on me, nigga, horseplay, I make 'em gitty up
Chain hangin' never tucked
And I ain't never wear a tux
But been married to the streets for a long time
Got my first pack it made me fall in love
I be rapping just because
Bought my first mansion off some drugs
Nigga, you can go and ask the plug
And I'm still cappin' off some juggs
Got a ghost on the top floor in the condo, no Patrick Swayze
My neighbors know whats up, smell the dope from the elevator
If theres smoke you know whats up, if its up know how we playin'
Terminate 'em
[Chorus]
If its up, its up, yeah, yeah
If you boutta pull up, yeah, huh
I ain't going back and forth with ya, shut up
Nigga you know whats up with us
You don't want nothin' with us
If its up, its up, yeah, yeah
If you boutta pull up, yeah, huh
I ain't going back and forth with ya, shut up
Nigga you know whats up with us
You don't want nothin' with us
If its up, its up

No Bragging Rights – Strength Through Struggle Lyrics

Let’s sing songs about hope
Let’s sing songs about hope
Two worlds in conflict
Admiration, resentment
Will I always be a lit fuse
Who am I to turn to
How can I bring hope to the hopeless
When I’m barely hanging on by a thread
How can I bring peace to the restless
When I can’t even silence my own head

Let’s sing songs about hope
And pour our pain into every note

Let’s sing songs about hope
Because we know that they won’t

Who am I to be heard
Who am I that you should hear these words
Who am I to be heard
That you should sing these words

Let’s sing songs about hope
And pour our pain into every note
Let’s sing songs about hope
Because we know that they won’t

Perry Como – Winter Wonderland Lyrics

1946 Version

Sleigh bells ring, are ya listenin' ?
In the lane snow is glistenin'
A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight
Walkin' in a winter wonderland!

Gone away is the bluebird
Here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song as we go along
Walkin' in a winter wonderland!

In the meadow we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say "Are you married?"
We'll say "No man!
But you can do the job
When you're in town!"

Later on, we'll conspire
As we dream, by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we've made
Walkin' in a winter wonderland!

Instrumental break
Sleigh bells ring, are ya listenin' ?
In the lane snow is glistenin'

A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight . .
Oh! . . . walkin' in a winter wonderland!

Gone away is the bluebird
Here to stay is a new bird . .
He sings a love song as we go along
Walkin' in a winter wonderland!

In the meadow we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say "Are you married?" . .
We'll say "No man!
But you can do the job
When you're in town!"

Later on, we'll conspire
As we dream, by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we've made
Walkin' in a winter wonderland!

We'll be happy in love
As two turtle doves
Livin' in a fairy land! . .
Oh! . . . we'll be walkin'
In a winter wonderland!