Behzad Leito – Pish Be Sooye (Outro) Lyrics

؛{مقدمه}؛
آها
میگن هرکی یه داستانی داره
خب اینم داستان منه
خاکستری
لیتو

؛{قسمت اول}؛
من اون یه نفرم که دوست داری داستانشو بدونی
رک بگم مثل کتاب باز باشه تا بخونی
صفحه به صفحه، حرف راست باشه بمونی
پشت هم، قویتر کاش آره بتونی
اولا رو بیتای اینترنتی
دعا میکردم میفتم من این ترم یکی
بودم عشق عرفان
برا همینه که شبیش شدن نصف ورسام
خیلی خسته بودم من از اسم بهزاد
آره یه کم گذشت بعدش سریع «لیتو» اومد
هر دختری خواست باهاش دیتو اومد
بعدم پایدار شروع شد و قلبمو دادم
رک و راست میزنم الان حرفمو با رپ
میرم جلو ولی میمونه من قبلنو یادم
میونه هر فن و آدم
مهم نیست دیگه برام چی میشه تهش
با این که جاده خاکی بود ندارم ریگی به کفش نه
؛{همخوان}؛
اینجا تنها اومدمو
از اینجا تنها دارم میرم
جلوم آدما رو چیدم
منم میشکونم و میگم
همه حرفا به کیرم
من نمیترسم از آیندم
هرچی باشم یا که من خوانندم
بردم بازم اگه من بازندم
چون میدونم میرسم به جایی که خواستم

؛{قسمت دوم}؛
رک و راست حرفامو الان میگم و میرم
توی مهمونی یادمه که سیجلو دیدم
همون موقع شدیم زود رفیقای خوب
دیدیم سلیقه هامون هست رو بیتا یه جور
گفت نمیخواد مشکلا رو تو حل کنی با رپ
همون موقع ساختیم با هم نکنی باور
ساعت وایسه رو گفتن همه فوق العاده بود
حرفای توش هم بیشتر رک و ساده بود
با این که دشمنا بودن رفیقا کشتنشون
نمیدونم چرا شده بودم دشمنشون
پس پشتم بهشون، میدم من ادامه راه رو
نیخوام دورم آدمای اضافه کارو
الانم هرچی باشه، دیگه من شما رو دارم
گول نمیزنم میدونم که کجای کارم
دمتون گرم بودین این دو سالو با من
دارم میگم چه جوری داشتیم این دو سالو با هم
؛{همخوان}؛
اینجا تنها اومدمو
از اینجا تنها دارم میرم
جلوم آدما رو چیدم
منم میشکونم و میگم
همه حرفا به کیرم
من نمیترسم از آیندم
هرچی باشم یا که من خوانندم
بردم بازم اگه من بازندم
چون میدونم میرسم به جایی که خواستم

؛{قسمت سوم}؛
دیر اومد میدونم آره ببخشید
موزیکا لش بودن باقیشونم یه کم شیک
اگه لهم شیم بلند قوی سرجامونیم
آخرش خدا بالاسرمونه همه با اونیم
آه! یادمه که داشتم یه عالمه شعر
ولی فکر نمیکردم هیچوقت آهنـگ بشه
تا آخر خودتی و خودت پس بنداز دور بره
هرچی دو دلیه دورت اینجا نصف خونگین
آره نصف تو کوچن
یه سری لاشخورن باقیشونم اسکروچن
منم ترجیح میدم جاده رو تنها برونم
دوستام موزیکامو تو مستی شبا بخونن
کاری ندارم به کارت اگه سود نباشه
نمیکنن کاری برات حرف زور نباشه

ولی مهم نیستن ، چون من تنها قویم
بخورم زمین پامیشم صد بار همینم
میکنم کار خودمو تخممه حرفا جدیداً
؛{پل}؛
برو جلو برو جلو نترس اصلاً
تو برو جلو برو جلو نترس اصلاً
تو برو جلو برو جلو نترس اصلاً
چون جلوتو نمیتونن بگیرن

؛{پایانی}؛
من نمیترسم از آیندم
هرچی باشم یا که من خوانندم
بردم بازم اگه من بازندم
چون میدونم میرسم به جایی که خواستم

Peewee Longway & Cassius Jay – Forever Lyrics (feat. Tee Grizzley & Lil Yachty)

[Intro]
(Say, Zay)
(This one need Cass on it, yeah)
(That boy Cassius)

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
How many times you make a million? Like four
Went double platinum, I did it with Boat
Not with the rap, would've did it with coke
I f*ck with your bitch, she the shit with her throat
Why your money in your hand?
I got on Amiris, this shit ain't gon' fit in there
Her p*ssy good, I ain't heard it, I been in there
Saltwater pool, a dolphin could swim in there
Took the knife out my back, put that bitch in they neck
These niggas roaches, I don't watch my step
Had to say f*ck everything but that check
Street nigga swag, I don't make it to the Met, hold up
On my feet, them C-words
On my key, that B-word
On my hip, that G-word
These lil' niggas that P-word, uh
Niggas say so much about me, uh
Bеt they watch they mouth around me, uh
You know I don't call off bountiеs
If it's up, nigga, you get his body, hold up
I used to be at the bottom, uh
I used to rock Aeropostale
Now I'm on the jet with a three in a personal bottle
Don't talk, bitch, swallow, uh
Hold up
[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Believe in the G forever
Rockin' the C's forever
Droppin' the top no matter the weather
F&N feel like a feather
f*ckin' a ten on the Maybach leather
She lickin' the kid like a letter
She f*ck me like she got vendetta

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Paint the whip brown like I'm ridin' in feces
Where you at? Hounds like I'm up in DC
Chop make 'em kneel like Shareef
These niggas soft like a leaf
I just got home, hit the elevator
Takin' me up just like Keef
Fifty-eight racks that boy spent on his teeth
He don't even wear 'em, he don't even give a f*ck
He movin' real slow 'cause his semi tucked

Prepare, 'cause he not gon' give it up
He be scared, but he still gon' let it bust
Holdin' his ground 'til the dawn or dusk
Uh, ooh
Gotta respect that boy 'cause he gettin' it
Told her hold her legs back when I'm lickin' it
Like to grab on her neck when I'm hittin' it, beep
[Chorus: Lil Yachty & Peewee Longway]
Believe in the G forever
Rockin' the C's forever
Droppin' the top no matter the weather (Longway Longway, bitch)
F&N feel like a feather (Bah-bah, bitch)
f*ckin' a ten on the Maybach leather
She lickin' the kid like a letter (Yeah)
She f*ck me like she got vendetta

[Verse 3: Peewee Longway]
She suck on the dick while I grip the Beretta (Eat it up)
They eat up the bricks like they eat up the edible
Brand new four-fifth, just went federal (Baow)
Neighborhood Crippin', I'm CC forever (Neighborhood)
I put on DG and CC and drip at Coachella (CC)
I'm meetin' with Gucci, now what's the vendetta? (What's the vendetta?)
Bentayga Bentley, the big one, the Mulliner
VLONE, Forgi mount up on the Cullinan (Hah)
Max on the Draco, stick start stutterin' (Glaow)
Yachty my left wrist, Richard my other one (Yachty)
I'm grizzly like Tee Grizzley, eat like a buzzard (Hrr)
Bathing Ape, come through and spin with the cutter (Baow)
Glaow, keep it G (Glaow)
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, stamped with the B (Stamped)
Christian Dior, got it stamped on a brick
Four pockets full, walk around like a lick
Longway, bitch
[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Believe in the G forever
Rockin' the C's forever
Droppin' the top no matter the weather
F&N feel like a feather
f*ckin' a ten on the Maybach leather
She lickin' the kid like a letter
She f*ck me like she got vendetta

Lil Skies – Excite Me Lyrics (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

Yeah (CashMoneyAP), ayy, ayy
Two freak hoes don’t excite me, huh
Two freak hoes won’t excite me, uh, uh
Ayy, ayy

[Lil Skies:]
Two freak hoes won’t excite me
Your nigga hatin’, know he wanna be just like me
Well, I just spent a hundred on my time piece
I don’t like you bitches, I be with my wifey
Two freak hoes don’t excite me
Your nigga hatin’, know he wanna be just like me
Well, I just spent a hundred on my time piece
I don’t like you bitches, I be with my wifey

[Wiz Khalifa:]
Kick rocks, bae, get the f*ck up out my face
My new watch, I flood the face, gotta watch out for the snakes
Lil’ mama got a waist, I ain’t got no time to waste
To feel your energy, tunnel vision, out my way
I’m ballin’ every day, I’ma seek what they don’t know
I’m on that weed, I’m in control, she out with me, we never lonely
I had a couple ones that tried to jam me up, not anymore
No, I don’t need you in my house tryna wake up and steal my clothes
We was smokin’ on that kushy ’til her eyes got really low
Can’t believe you still got time for all them games ’cause I can’t play no more
Had a lot of baggage, got tired and had to let it go
Gotta be a boss in the game, I’m a professional

[Lil Skies:]
Two freak hoes won’t excite me
Your nigga hatin’, know he wanna be just like me
Well, I just spent a hundred on my time piece

I don’t like you bitches, I be with my wifey
Two freak hoes don’t excite me
Your nigga hatin’, know he wanna be just like me
Well, I just spent a hundred on my time piece
I don’t like you bitches, I be with my wifey (Ayy, ayy)

I’m super clean, she know I’m super mean
I pull up with the gang, pull up with the team, they hate that
Lil’ shorty know I keep it real, I f*ck her in the Maybach
I keep a Glock grip on my leg and fifty in my backpack
Gotta watch them when you winning ’cause you know they lurking (Yeah)
She say she down but was a clown, and now the jokes ain’t workin’ (Oh no)
I spent some time perfecting rhymes and going over verses
She held it down and stayed loyal, now we up for certain, yeah

Two freak hoes won’t excite me
Your nigga hatin’, know he wanna be just like me
Well, I just spent a hundred on my time piece
I don’t like you bitches, I be with my wifey
Two freak hoes don’t excite me
Your nigga hatin’, know he wanna be just like me
Well, I just spent a hundred on my time piece
I don’t like you bitches, I be with my wifey

Uh, uh
I be like, yeah, uh, uh
I made an M, uh, uh, yeah
Two freak hoes won’t excite me, no
Two freak hoes can’t excite me, never
Two freak hoes won’t excite me, no
You won’t excite me, never

Les Cowboys Fringants – Droit Devant Lyrics

Prépare-toi petit garçon
Elle s’ra longue l’expédition
Et même si on en revient jamais vivant
Il faut marcher droit devant

Quand il était haut comme trois pommes
Et qu’il n’était qu’un tout petit bonhomme
On le poussa, hors du berceau
Lui mettant un balluchon sur le dos

Le bagage vide d’expérience
Il posera le pied dans son existence
On est pas sitôt arrivé
Que l’on doit faire face à sa destinée

D’abord, il faut franchir ce fleuve
Qui est l’enfance de toutes les épreuves
Là où même sa propre famille
Risque de le couler par la torpille

Déjà on saura si sa coque
Et son bateau travers’ront les époques
Ou bien s’il ramera à la dure
Dans une chaloupe remplie de fissures

Prépare-toi petit garçon
Elle s’ra longue l’expédition
Et même si on n’en revient jamais vivant
Il faut marcher droit devant

Puis vient ce passage obligé
Dans cette forêt parfois agitée
Là où en plus d’chercher sa voie
On est souvent perdu au fond de soi

C’est en sortant de cette allée
Qu’il pourra prendre les routes pavées

Ou se contenter d’une avenue
Précaire en dehors des sentiers battus

Prépare-toi petit garçon
Elle s’ra longue l’expédition
Et même si on n’en revient jamais vivant
Il faut marcher droit devant

Enfin vient la montagne hostile
Et son ascension aux mille périls
Où les victoires sont triomphales
Mais où les chutes sont souvent brutales

Seuls quelques-uns se hissent en haut
Et réussissent à planter leur drapeau
La plupart stoppent à mi-trajet
Et se résigne bien à court du sommet

Prépare-toi petit garçon
Elle s’ra longue l’expédition
Et même si on n’en revient jamais vivant
Il faut marcher droit devant

Quand viendra l’âge du bilan
L’important sera que tu sois content
Car on fait c’qu’on peut dans la vie
Tout dépend de ce qu’on a comme outils

On voudrait tous être aux commandes
Mais l’offre est plus petite que la demande
Que l’on soit minus ou géant
Il faut être fort pour traverser le temps

Bonne chance

Beth Crowley – Take It Back Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We met up for coffee
Just casually
I said “This will be fun”
But I lied through my teeth
‘Cause it’s hard to admit
I was nervous to see you again
I’ll never forget it
How we were in love
But I started to question if it was enough
So I told you “I’m sorry, I think we’re too young to commit”

[Chorus]
If I could take it back (Take it back)
Then I would take it back (Take it back)
But what’s done is done and
It’s pretty clear we both know that
If I could make it right (Make it right)
Then I would make it right (Make it right)
I came to my senses
But I didn’t do it in time

[Verse 2]
Now you’re sitting here
And it feels kinda strange
‘Cause it’s all so familiar
Your smile is the same
And I find myself blushing
Like nothing can change you and me
How would you react if I told you the truth
When I try to go out and meet somebody new
In the back of my mind

I compare them to you constantly

[Chorus]
If I could take it back (Take it back)
Then I would take it back (Take it back)
But what’s done is done and
It’s pretty clear we both know that
If I could make it right (Make it right)
Then I would make it right (Make it right)
I came to my senses
But I didn’t do it in time

[Bridge]
I’m reading into the subtext
And dancing around the subject
But I can’t let you leave
Without asking
If I could take it back
Would you let me take it back?
‘Cause I just want you back, oh oh

[Chorus]
If I could take it back (Take it back)
Then I would take it back (Take it back)
But what’s done is done and
It’s pretty clear we both know that
If I could make it right (Make it right)
Then I would make it right (Make it right)
I came to my senses
But I didn’t do it in time
I came to my senses
Tell me that we still have time

Roney – For The Cash Lyrics

[Chorus]
Who gon’ get it know my dawgs ain’t sweating
Who that nigga on my block go wet him
Who got drugs in the 6 I’ll sell it
Roll with big guns these bullets ain’t pellets
Who that girl in the gold stilettos
Face look rich but she move so ghetto
Body so good wanna walk say hello
Heard I got racks and they stack like Lego

[Verse 1]
She gon’ love a nigga for the weekend
She told me that her other nigga cheating
I’m like baby I don’t wanna hear reasons
Just bounce back on the dick eat semen
Shorty wanna me feeling my demeanour
So you dress likе a cocaine dealer
Wanna takе a sit in a foreign
Said her other nigga riding in scooter
She wanna show me titties like Hooter’s
Said the space in her purse for my Ruger
Shorty run game like a trackstar
And she getting tired f*cking with these losers
She said the way I’m spitting so incredible
Shorty want me put her on a pedestal
She love me too much had to let her go
I had to let her go
Shorty ass fat no silicone
Strapped up police think I’m selling those
They locked me in the cell for the better though
Roney touched road getting more dough
Your girl wanna f*ck make a porno
Said she wanna do it for some promo
Wanna dance on me like it’s go-go
Wanna lick my dick like a snow cone

[Chorus]
Who gon’ get it know my dawgs ain’t sweating
Who that nigga on my block go wet him
Who got drugs in the 6 I’ll sell it
Roll with big guns these bullets ain’t pellets
Who that girl in the gold stilettos
Face look rich but she move so ghetto
Body so good wanna walk say hello
Heard I got racks and they stack like Lego

[Verse 2]
She wanna f*ck me that’s gang let’s get it

Pop xans pop molly she with it
Said she f*cking with the man now
She tell a broke bitch stand down
Ron dawg got a burner in his hand now
Make a p*ssy nigga lay down
And she love me ’cause I’m grimy
And I love the bitch I know that she slimy
But I know that she’ll never ever slime me
Hook a nigga up to the IV
I need a rich bitch like Kylie
To put me in the spots where the cops can’t find me
Let a nigga come try me
2 twin ninas like Siamese
Shoot 2 twins double homi’
Never ever say sorry
Send flowers to his mommy
Then shoot up his papi
f*ck his baby mama got the car keys
In the whip with the car seat

[Chorus]
Who gon’ get it know my dawgs ain’t sweating
Who that nigga on my block go wet him
Who got drugs in the 6 I’ll sell it
Roll with big guns these bullets ain’t pellets
Who that girl in the gold stilettos
Face look rich but she move so ghetto
Body so good wanna walk say hello
Heard I got racks and they stack like Lego
Who gon’ get it know my dawgs ain’t sweating
Who that nigga on my block go wet him
Who got drugs in the 6 I’ll sell it
Roll with big guns these bullets ain’t pellets
Who that girl in the gold stilettos
Face look rich but she move so ghetto
Body so good wanna walk say hello
Heard I got racks and they stack like Lego

[Verse 3]
Shorty wanna f*ck me for some bands let’s get it
Roney he been running with the gang I’m with it
If we squeeze shots we gon’ aim it at your fitted
My niggas we with it
Shorty wanna f*ck me for the cash
Shorty wanna f*ck me ’cause she got a fat ass
Shorty wanna f*ck me do the dance
Shorty wanna f*ck me ’cause she heard I’m the man now

Tim Maia – Telefone Lyrics

[Intro]
– Alô
– Alô
– Quem fala?
– Sou eu, amor. 'Cê não se lembra mais da minha voz?
– Mas a essa hora da manhã?
– Ah, eu queria tanto te ver
– Quatro horas da manhã
– Ah, eu não consigo dormir, eu preciso te ver

Eu bem que te avisei
Pra não levar a sério
O nosso caso de amor
Eu sempre fui sincero e você sabe muito bem
Eu bem que te avisei

Pra não levar a sério
O nosso caso de amor
Eu sempre fui sincero e você sabe muito bem

Eu não te prometi nada
Não venha me cobrar por esse amor
Pois esse sentimento eu não tenho pra te dar

Sinto muito em te dizer
Vê se tenta esquecer
Os momentos que passamos
Que juntinhos nos amamos
Leve um beijo e adeus
Leve um beijo e adeus

Behzad Leito – Mese Khoete Lyrics

؛{مقدمه}؛
داره آفتاب میزنه بیرون
بزی لی بزی لی بزی لی
داره آفتاب میزنه بیرون
بزی لی بزی لی بزی لی

؛{همخوان}؛
جنسش چطوره؟ مث خودته
یعنی مشتیه؟ مث خودته
برنامه چطوره؟ مث خودته
یعنی نابیه؟ مث خودته
حسش چطوره؟ مث خودته
یعنی اسمیه؟ مث خودته
حالش چیه عمو؟مث خودته
یعنی عالیه؟ مث خودته

؛{قسمت ۱}؛
هـِــی هـِــی هـِــی می‌بینیم واضحتر
همه چی اینجا هست نمیگیریم فاز بد
ای ای ای میمونیم واسه فردا
دارن خوب میشن تازه دردام
چی میگی بیرونه گودی
نزدی دیوونه شدی
لیوانه چی بوده وُدی
برف بازی میکنه تونی
قد بلند کمره گود
کنارم اول صبح
میدونی نمیشه نمیرسم
آخرش عزیزم من برا تو
میکروفون رفیق فاب
نمیاد کسی به جات
دافتم پیگیره باز
شنیدم خیلی بگاس
جلو من چراغ سبز
پس بگو چرا بترسم
میخونم تهران بلرزه
کار کردم اینجا نشستم
؛{همخوان}؛
جنسش چطوره؟ مث خودته
یعنی مشتیه؟ مث خودته
برنامه چطوره؟ مث خودته
یعنی نابیه؟ مث خودته
حسش چطوره؟ مث خودته
یعنی اسمیه؟ مث خودته
حالش چیه عمو؟مث خودته
یعنی عالیه؟ مث خودته
جنسش چطوره؟ بت گفتم
یعنی مشتیه؟ مث خودته
برنامه چطوره؟ اَی بابا
یعنی نابیه؟ مث خودته
حسش چطوره؟ عجیبه
یعنی اسمیه؟ مث خودته
حالش چیه عمو؟ مث خودته
یعنی عالیه؟ مث خودته

؛{قسمت ۲}؛
پشت سر کسشر برام میگن
تخممه تور دارم الان وین
فک نکن دیگه جواب سلام میدم
در میرم انگار کلان دیدم
میدونی نیستم من فاز غمُ
نگه داشتم هنوز فاصلمو
دست کم گرفتن تاره منو
همه فیلمن شدن بازیگرو
ولی من، بزی لی بزی لی بزی لی
میدونی عاشقُ کسخل رپ تهرانم
من بزی لی بزی لی بزی لی
دشمنا همشون کف شعرامن
من، بزی لی بزی لی بزی لی
نمیدونی چیه روش کارم
من، بزی لی بزی لی بزی لی
بهت زیادی رو دادم همون یه بارم
؛{همخوان}؛
جنسش چطوره؟ مث خودته
یعنی مشتیه؟ مث خودته
برنامه چطوره؟ مث خودته
یعنی نابیه؟ مث خودته
حسش چطوره؟ مث خودته
یعنی اسمیه؟ مث خودته
حالش چیه عمو؟مث خودته
یعنی عالیه؟ مث خودته

؛{قسمت ۳}؛
بهم میگن نسخ شعرای نابتیم
ماشین بزاریم و تهران بگا بدیم
درسته آره ما سه ماهه ساکتیم
ولی استراحت احتیاج داره تیم
می‌بینی هنوز با همون رفیقام
می‌بینی تو کسی نیومده جام
الکی نشو تو صمیمی بام
میزنم همین لیوانو
واسه ی رفیقام

که موندن همیشه بام

؛{همخوان}؛
جنسش چطوره؟ مث خودته
یعنی مشتیه؟ مث خودته
برنامه چطوره؟ مث خودته
یعنی نابیه؟ مث خودته
حسش چطوره؟ مث خودته
یعنی اسمیه؟ مث خودته
حالش چیه عمو؟مث خودته
یعنی عالیه؟ مث خودته
؛{پایانی}؛
دو تا بگو بیان
دو تا بگو بیان
تا وقتی نور از شیشه بزنه ما میمونیم
دو تا بگو بیان
دو تا بگو بیان
با حال خراب میکوبیم تا دم صبح

Nechie – Like A Dream Lyrics (feat. Lil Durk)

[Intro: Nechie]
(AJ stay working, on God)
Whatchu mean?

[Chorus: Nechie]
Let ’em have it, off in traffic, this shit get tragic (Yeah)
Watch me smash shit for the team (For the team)
This shit colossal, that’s on my mama, see, I got commas
I been living life like a dream (Like a dream)
Ayy, for that cream, I’m a fiend, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
My water clean, no chlorine, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I swear to God, these niggas fraud if they ever start (Start)
Pull up, hit his heart, that’s on God (That’s on God)

[Verse 1: Nechie]
Ain’t no facade though, double R though, see the stars, ho (Stars)
Why we pull up hard when we park (Whеn we park)
And if they bold though, let it spark though, hit thе yard though
They don’t really want it with the boy
My pockets bigger (Bigger), you niggas the litter (The litter), this ain’t no riddle (Riddle)
Pull up on that boy with a toy (With a toy)
Don’t make me send ’em (Send ’em) ’cause I’ll send ’em if a nigga with ’em (With ’em)
Watch I pull up on ’em, hit ’em hard (Hit ’em hard)
Don’t be no tease, I got cheese ‘fore you start (‘Fore you start)
Bitch just a fiend, she can’t even get me hard (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I’m a king on that South, I’m a God (I’m a God)
Triple beam dream, I can count that money in the dark

[Chorus: Nechie]
Ayy, for that cream, I’m a fiend, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
My water clean, no chlorine, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I swear to God, these niggas fraud if they ever start (Yeah, yeah)
Pull up, hit his heart, that’s on God (That’s on God)
Let ’em have it, off in traffic, this shit get tragic (Tragic)
Watch me smash shit for the team (For the team)
This shit colossal, that’s on my mama, see, I got commas (See, I got commas)
I been living life like a dream (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
I done locked myself in the studio, I was isolated
When I was broke, I was hanging ’round rich niggas, wasn’t situated
They made me miss a half a ticket when I was in immigration (When I was in immigration)
You gotta know how to hold your head inside that investigation (Investigation)
I sent a ton, that nigga died, he kept on instigating (On instigating)

You gotta keep your enemy close, it be your people hating (Your people hating)
The ones you love don’t love you back, that shit be separating (That shit be separating)
I take a Perc’ for the one I lost, that medication
I tried to text the one I lost, that shit be crazy (That shit be crazy)
I took a nigga for a small-faced Rollie, I had to go get it appraised (Go get it appraised)
Who am I to call you broke when I was on minimum wage? (I was on minimum wage)
I done got cocky, I popped me a couple of the bands in the middle of the stage

[Chorus: Nechie]
Ayy, for that cream, I’m a fiend, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
My water clean, no chlorine, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I swear to God, these niggas fraud if they ever start (Start)
Pull up, hit his heart, that’s on God (That’s on God)
Let ’em have it, off in traffic, this shit get tragic (Tragic)
Watch me smash shit for the team (For the team)
This shit colossal, that’s on my mama, see, I got commas (Yeah, yeah)
I been living life like a dream (Like a dream)

[Verse 3: Nechie]
I got money, ho, we can go to war, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I’m ’bout whatever, whatchu mean?
See, I got pain in my eyes, you ain’t seen what I seen
I remember when I didn’t have a thing
I’m from the part where it’s dark, since a youngin’ I been scarred
Got a nigga popping pills, sipping lean
See, I go hard with the score, I’ma split it with the team
Money talking, I ain’t talking Charlie Sheen
See, I’ma ball like Kareem, yeah, yeah
I keep a Glock with the beam, yeah, yeah
I hope they ready though
Make that money fall from the ceiling like confetti though
I done came a long way from standing by the Texaco

[Chorus: Nechie]
Ayy, for that cream, I’m a fiend, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
My water clean, no chlorine, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I swear to God, these niggas fraud if they ever start (Start)
Pull up, hit his heart, that’s on God (That’s on God)
Let ’em have it, off in traffic, this shit get tragic (Tragic)
Watch me smash shit for the team (For the team)
This shit colossal, that’s on my mama, see, I got commas (Yeah, yeah)
I been living life like a dream (Like a dream)

Maldito – It Glitches And Peaks And It’s Not Properly Mixed But It Feels Good Lyrics

Why do you say those lies, baby?
Why do you act so weird lately?

Have you stayed home sober?
Have you f*cked me over?

Why do you do those things to me?
Is it cause this [?], ladies?

Is it the future ain't brighter?
It's a world of fake fighters

I don't know why I'm in by that
I can't tell if this is something different, something [?]

You can think my heart is empty
You can use my brain against me

Leave this place or
I'll leave this [?]

Something I smell things that make me remember the feelings I had when I lived with my mother, but is it just flashbacks? Am I under attack?
Something I feel things that make me remember the torture I went trough when locked with my mother, but is it just flashbacks? Am I under attack?

Hating, it's dumb
Hurting, it's dumb
Why do you do that?
Why do you do that?
f*cking, it's fun
Laughing, it's fun
We should do that
We should do that

Spinvis – Ze Slapen Lyrics

Ze wachten bij het water
Snijden bloemen af
Roepen in de straat
Liggen bij elkaar als ze drijven
Op de kleine nacht
De kleine nacht

Ze spelen
Vieren kerstmis
Kussen onbewust van de laatste keer
Kijken video's van een zondag

In de Efteling
In de Efteling

Ze slapen in de kamers
Houden adem in
Zien zich in een ruit van een ziekenhuis
Slepen stenen naar een overkant
Een overkant

Halen de de uren in
Steken de vijand neer
Zingen het bruidspaar toe

Translee – Hd Bling Lyrics (feat. Gfmbryyce)

[Chorus: Translee]
I got a lil steez on me, bitch can’t freeze on me
Shit goin’ fleek on me, now you can’t sleep on me
HD bling on me, south side, uptown put wings on me
OG tax on me, shit, glad I got racks on me
TSA pat down me, but they ain’t smell the pack on me
Six piece wing on me, thirty-eight special on me
Niggas can’t press on me, you know God gon’ bless on me
Too many unread texts on me, shit how you gon’ flex on me?

[Verse 1: GFMBryyce]
Bitch can’t sleep on me, got a couple keys on me
Jordan number threes on me, Off-White tee on me
Card don’t freeze on me, Italian icy on me
Had a little fling on me, bitch can’t creep on me
Go waist deep on me, had a couple fleas on me
Had to cut my beef on me, nigga tried to sing on me
Gotta stack the greenery, tell me go and lean on me
Got a couple beans on me, woo, HD bling, woo

[Pre-Chorus: Translee]
Ching ching ching (stop complainin’), ring ring ring (yeah)
Ring ring ring (stop complainin’ and whining), bling bling bling, ooh
Popeye sting, sting sting sting
Sting sting sting (stop complainin’ and whining), ring ring ring

[Chorus: Translee]
I got a lil steez on me, bitch can’t freeze on me
Shit goin’ fleek on me, now you can’t sleep on me
HD bling on me, south side, uptown put wings on me
OG tax on me, shit, glad I got racks on me
TSA pat down me, but they ain’t smell the pack on me
Six piece wing on me, thirty-eight special on me
Niggas can’t press on me, you know God gon’ bless on me
Too many unread texts on me, shit how you gon’ flex on me?

[Verse 2: Translee]
I got a lil smoke on me, Backwood, no sir, raw cone on me

Take one to the dome on me, bad bitch comin’ home with me
Eat organic, feed the planet, god
Drank, shrooms, weed, we got it all
But through it all we’re still standing tall
HD Bling, woo

[Pre-Chorus: Translee]
Ching ching ching (stop complainin’), ring ring ring (yeah)
Ring ring ring (stop complainin’ and whining), bling bling bling, ooh
Popeye sting, sting sting sting
Sting sting sting (stop complainin’ and whining), ring ring ring

[Verse 3: Translee]
Check out our stats, oh yeah
Pushin’ them packs, oh yeah
Juggling racks, oh yeah
Do it off counter, yeah
Tryna be a leader to my peers
Everything that’s mine don’t fear
Occupation sweet all year
Occupy the suite all year
Bon appetit lil baby
Diggin’ your physique so crazy
How you really think you gon’ play me?
How the f*ck you think you gon’ play me?
Love green, soldieries on me, put it in her ovaries only
Home’s the only place I got some homies
Rap’s the only way you get to know me

[Pre-Chorus: Translee]
Rap’s the only way you get to know me
HD bling, bling bling bling, popeye sting, sting sting sting

[Chorus: Translee]
I got a lil steez on me, bitch can’t freeze on me
Shit goin’ fleek on me, now you can’t sleep on me
HD bling on me, south side, uptown put wings on me
OG tax on me, shit, glad I got racks on me

[Outro]
Stop complainin’ shawty, yeah
Stop complainin’ and whinin’ shawty, yeah
Compliainin’, yeah
Stop complainin’, aw yeah
Ching ching ching, ring ring ring
Ching ching ching, HD bling

Maluku – Falen Lyrics

(hoek)

Zo simpel en ik faal
Zoekt het einde maar weet niet of ik het haal

Zo simpel én ik faal
Er is veelste veel gebeurd in ons verhaal

Zo simpel en ik faal
Ik doe tegen je abnormaal
En ik breek je ook af mentaal
Waarom gebeurt dit met me, ik zit vast en ikkeverdwaal

En nog steeds blyf ikke je fale
Waarom blijft ditte herhale

(text)

Simpel en logisch
Maar ik speel alleen met je emoties
Ik word para, ik word boos in mе hoofd
Wil niet dat je me zo ziеt

Ik zeg je ik heb echt heel veel spijt
Heb ik een kans of ben ik je kwijt
Je moet niet gaan maar blijven
Wil veranderen en begrijpen
Ben ik te laat? Is het geen liefde maar haat?
Wat ik doe is verraad, ik ben ook kwaad op mezelf want ik stond niet paraat

Hoe komen we hiero er uit als ik dingen niet doe

Waarom zeg ik al die shit? Heb ik soms geen gevoel?

Ik Weet niet wrm
Ik doe zo dom. Het is mijn fout
Eerst brande de liefde nu is de vlam koud
Alles is gebroken wat op is gebouwd

Ga ik het ooit wel leren
Is het wel waard om te proberen?
Of zal je tegen me gaan keren?

Ik ben fout bezig geweest
Enik heb je vernederd
Maar ik zal alles eraan doen dat het tussen ons wordt verbeterd
Voor jou ga ik door vuur lava en laser

(hoek)

Zo simpel en ik faal
Zoekt het einde maar weet niet of ik het haal

Zo simpel én ik faal
Er is veelste veel gebeurd in ons verhaal
Zo simpel en ik faal
Ik doe tegen je abnormaal
En ik breek je ook af mentaal
Waarom gebeurt dit met me, ik zit vast en ikkeverdwaal

En nog steeds blyf ikke je fale
Waarom blijft ditte herhale

Les Cowboys Fringants – Marilou S’en Fout Lyrics

Job de marde, pas payante, pas d'kid
Pas d'chum, pas d'amour, le désert solide
Trente ans, essoufflée, maganée
Pu' l'ombre de c'que t'as été
Endettée, chialeuse pis amère
En burn-out et la langue à terre
Ça va bin en maudit tes affaires !

(Marilou !) Gèle sa tête aux médicaments
(Marilou !) Drope une pilule à tout bout d'champ
(Marilou !) Prend un coup de plus en plus souvent
(Marilou !)

Marilou…
Elle est blasée
Elle est plus dans l'coup
Elle en a rien à chier
Quand vient le soir
Elle boit du rouge
N'a plus d'espoir
Que les choses bougent
Mais dans l'ivresse Marilou
Elle s'en fout

(Marilou !) Fait une montagne a'ec une colline
(Marilou !) Se sent passagère clandestine
(Marilou !) Au sein de ses propres bottines
(Marilou !)

Marilou…
Ne sent plus rien
Elle est à bout
Elle a perdu la main
Elle veut seulement
Quitter sa tête
Quelques instants
Pour que tout s'arrête
Car dans l'ivresse Marilou
Elle s'en fout

(Marilou !) Elle n'a pas su rel'ver la garde
(Marilou !) Ne fait plus partie de la parade
(Marilou !) Regarde sa vie depuis l'estrade

Marilou…
Elle est blasée
Elle est plus dans l'coup
Elle en a rien à chier
Quand vient le soir
Elle boit du rouge
N'a plus d'espoir
Que les choses bougent
Marilou…
Ne sent plus rien
Elle est à bout
Elle a perdu la main
Elle veut seulement
Quitter sa tête
Quelques instants
Pour que tout s'arrête
Marilou !
Plus elle prend un coup
Marilou !
Plus elle s'en fout

Tim Maia – Sossego Lyrics

Ora bolas, não me amole
Com esse papo, de emprego
Não está vendo, não estou nessa
O que eu quero?
Sossego, eu quero sossego

O que eu quero? Sossego!
O que eu quero? Sossego!
O que eu quero? Sossego!
O que eu quero? Sossego!

Ora bolas, não me amole
Com esse papo, de emprego

Não está vendo, não estou nessa
O que eu quero? Sossego!

O que eu quero? Sossego!
O que eu quero? Sossego!
O que eu quero? Sossego!
O que eu quero? Sossego!

O que eu quero? Sossego!
O que eu quero? Sossego!
O que eu quero? Sossego!
O que eu quero? Sossego!

Roney – Get ’em Gone Lyrics

[Chorus]
Youngin push up on ’em
We don’t need a warning
I just need a M
I don’t need a foreign
I ball like Aaron Gordon
I chip that work they snort it
All my shit’s imported
All my bitch imported
I’m a shooting star
See me shoot from far
Need a AR
Send that boy to Mars
Get ’em gone just get ’em gone now, whoa
Get ’em gone just get ’em gone now, whoa
Youngin push up on ’em
We don’t need a warning
I just need a M
I don’t need a foreign
I ball like Aaron Gordon
I chip that work they snort it
Get ’em gone just get ’em gone now, whoa

[Verse]
You get ’em gone, these niggas pawns my niggas kings
That 40 on me it’s like a bomb I let it ring
These niggas frauds thеy love to ball off settlemеnts
That shorty gone she piss me off no settling
It’s Ron dawg might kick rocks to better things
I don’t kick box burner it do lift off
Big mosh to his lips like lipgloss
He froze up what’s the odds man he so soft
We do that drill, we don’t need a perky
Youngin out here shooting shit he moving sturdy
My older head he said Roney man it hurts me
So he did a drill he was 30
What’s the word G, beef yeah I got it

Looking for that nina probably sitting in my pocket
What’s the word G, yeah beef then I’m on it
Looking for that nina probably sitting in my pocket
Rock it, got me looking for a silly chump
That process got me shopping for a bigger gun
Bigger ones with bigger slugs with bigger drums
He do me wrong I send a bomb like Donald Trump
Then build a wall that’s fully armed with semi pumps
Don’t get close and he get close shoot anyone
I seen it all seen shooters fall seen shooters run
I seen it all seen shooters fall seen shooters run

[Chorus]
Youngin push up on ’em
We don’t need a warning
I just need a M
I don’t need a foreign
I ball like Aaron Gordon
I chip that work they snort it
All my shit’s imported
All my bitch imported
I’m a shooting star
See me shoot from far
Need a AR
Send that boy to Mars
Get ’em gone just get ’em gone now, whoa
Get ’em gone just get ’em gone now, whoa
Youngin push up on ’em
We don’t need a warning
I just need a M
I don’t need a foreign
I ball like Aaron Gordon
I chip that work they snort it
Get ’em gone just get ’em gone now, whoa

Behzad Leito – Too In Shahr Lyrics

[هم‌خوان]
هی‌ زنگ میزنم نمی‌گی کجایی
الان بد افتادم سر دو راهی
آره، من و تو از همدیگه جداییم
بگو، مگه کیو مثل من تو داری
تو این شهر، تو این شهر
تو این شهر، تو این شهر

[قسمت ۱]
حس بد داره می‌ده به من تُن صدات
فک نمی‌کردم راحت بری تو مثل باد
من که روز شروع می‌کردم به ذوق چشات
الآن حال خراب می‌زنم من هر دو دقیقه شات
رفتی‌ خیلی‌ تنهام نمیایی تا فردا
دونه دونه می‌شه اضافه به دردام
ناراحتم میگم چرا نیستی‌
ته بالا سیک می‌رم یه‌جا ویسکی
من فراریم از این شهر و آدمای توش
بگو بینمون حس ماورایی کوش
همه چیو می‌ریزم تو دل خودمو
وقتی‌ نمی‌دی تو نه جواب تلفنمو

[هم‌خوان]
هی‌ زنگ میزنم نمی‌گی کجایی
الان بد افتادم سر دو راهی
آره، من و تو از همدیگه جداییم
بگو، مگه کیو مثل من تو داری
تو این شهر، تو این شهر
تو این شهر، تو این شهر

[قسمت ۲]
هنوزم تو نباشی‌ تو این شهر، من یه غریبم
از همه پرسیدم تو کجایی دقیقا
هیشکیو نمی‌خوام من، فقط تویی سلیقم
ولی‌ آدم به دیونگی تو من ندیدم
دو تا خل دیوونه همیشه پیش هم بودیم
فک نمی‌کردم رابطمون می‌شه معمولی‌
الان بدون تو اینجا داره میره وقت زوری
بگو کجا رفتی‌ تویی که تو تیم من بودی، آ

[پُل]
تنهای تنهای تنهام، هی‌
تنهای تنهای تنهام، هی

[هم‌خوان]
هی‌ زنگ میزنم نمی‌گی کجایی
الان بد افتادم سر دو راهی
آره، من و تو از همدیگه جداییم
بگو، مگه کیو مثل من تو داری
تو این شهر، تو این شهر
تو این شهر، تو این شهر

[پایانی]
هیچ‌جوری نمی‌گیره مغز من آروم

دلم تنگ شده واسه حرف زدنامون، آره
بودم خیلی وقتی‌ زنگ زدم داغون، آره
حدس زدم با اون بودی
هیچ‌جوری نمی‌گیره مغزمن آروم
دلم تنگ شده واسه حرف زدنامون
بودم خیلی وقتی‌ زنگ زدم داغون، آره
حدس زدم با اون بودی

Jham – Ode To You Lyrics

[Interlude 1]
Hello, we are not available now, please leave your name & phone number & we will return your call
Good morning babe, I love you very much
And I hope you had a good nights rest
Even though you barely slept
But you know, you get what I’m saying

[Verse 1]
This is my ode to you
Always had to put you first
That’s what I’m supposed to do
Till everything went in reverse
And now I’m O for two
I lost the both of you
Always said I’m the one that you can trust
Had to prove it every time you tried to self destruct
And now I’m, stuck in this uncertainty
Stuck at a standstill (f*ck)
Just tryna help you grow
Too many things you been through that thеy don’t even know
I know (I do)
Trust me I know
Just listеn to me
Could never say I ain’t compassionate
Too many demons we couldn’t ration with
And now I-
Don’t know when we’ll cross paths again

{Interlude 2}
Is it going?

[Verse 2]
This is my ode to you
Always thought that one day I’d meet an older you

Had a lot of hardships and growing up to do
Ain’t have a choice, God said that what we had’s enough for you
(Enough for you)
I remember walks on Venice until the AM
Now every time we talk it’s hectic and full of mayhem
Got a lot of dreams I see where you can take them
“Don’t wanna die too young” you said all that shit verbatim
Even bought a f*cking flight to save you (I did)
Tried to get you better but I couldn’t make you
A force in your life I’ll always be a staple
Can’t do it all myself
No tango, but it takes two
You had me f*cked up when you tried to attack my mans
Thought you lucked up, now I can’t be apart of your plans
(what happened?)
Lost your life at 22, drugs won the battle and
Now I-
Don’t know when we’ll cross paths again

[Outro]
John Green once said
“We can’t know better until knowing better is useless”
So if I don’t know any better
Please forgive me
And that’s all I got for now

Girlschool – Deadline Lyrics

Feeling so low, so down tonight, we're living like two machines
Knowing that we lost the fight to our darkest dreams
Empty streets, unpainted walls, echoes say good-bye
Could've found another way but they didn't even try

I heard you screaming, "One more day"

Deadline deadline, said it was a deadline

There's safety in numbers, but we're numbering the days

Holding out, killing time, nothing left to say
Something outside is not given time to fade

Deadline deadline, said it was a deadline

Gazing out the windows, let me out in the night air
When the echoes said good-bye I couldn't even care
Something outside is not given time to fade

Deadline deadline, said it was a deadline

Deadline

Hendersin – Won’t Go Back Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I still think you think of me as the one who drinks too much
The one who does what they want in the end and doesn't really think too much
Not someone who has this pain, done some things that they regret
But tell me, can we all forgive if we truly can't forget? 'Cause, uh
Every time I mess up, well you think I'm playing dress-up
Like I don't wanna be who I have become, I need to fess up
I don't know, I don't know what's really left to say
How can we look forward to tomorrow when you see me through the еyes of yesterday?
Damn

[Chorus]
Feelings that's insidе me
Won't let them divide me
I wish I could hide me
I don't show, don't show
But so you are certain
I'm pulling back the curtain
There is no reversin'
I won't go, I won't go back

[Verse 2]
I still think you think of me as the one who lied to you
And all the bullshit in the past, the things that I would still try to do
And all the things that made you nervous, traits that made you feel so worthless
Are still there, and they can't wait just to rise about the surface, but

I could never blame you
I would never shame you
I know that it's actions
That are gonna change you
But it's been years since you cried them tears
I don't know what's left to say
But how can we look forward to tomorrow when you see me through the eyes of yesterday?
And uh
[Chorus]
Feelings that's inside me
Won't let them divide me
I wish I could hide me
I don't show, don't show
But so you are certain
I'm pulling back the curtain
There is no reversin'
I won't go, I won't go back
(Won't, won't, won't go back)
(Won't, won't, won't go back)

[Post-Chorus]
I don't know what's left to say, or what
Dues that I have left to pay, but you
Treat me like it's yesterday
And I just wanna move on, but
I don't know what's left to say, or what
Dues that I have left to pay, but you
Treat me like it's yesterday
Like you don't wanna move on, nah

Haerts – For The Sky Lyrics (feat. Ed Droste)

Mother said it was the truth
Said she wished I never knew
In the hotel of the sun she found love

Baby please be careful now
Years forget and hearts hold on
Don’t you ever give yourself away

And I give all moments for the sky
And time it wasn't yours it wasn't mine
And I wasn't taken from for nothing
It was always for the sky

Said you died to be free
When in a dream you came to me
I wish you’d found another way to fly

Believe in what I say to you
Then what I say will be thе truth
And in the lightness of your mind you’ll find me

And I givе all moments for the sky
And time it wasn't yours it wasn't mine
And I wasn't taken from for nothing
It was always for the sky
For the sky, for the sky, for the sky, for the sky

And I give all moments for the sky
And time it wasn't yours it wasn't mine
And I wasn't taken from for nothing
It was always for the sky

And I give all moments for the sky
And time it wasn't yours it wasn't mine
And I wasn't taken from for nothing
It was always for the sky

Spinvis – Stuntman Lyrics

Dit is mijn laatste huid
Ik doe mijn eigen stunts
In antwoord op de vraag
Het is niet wat je ziet
Ik ben bloedserieus
Of niet?

Ik maak mij niet geliefd
Ik wek geen sympathie
Ik twijfel zogenaamd
Maar ik ben iemand anders
Ik ben weer veranderd
In kopie van kopie van kopie

Ik zie dit is niet echt
De horizon zit los
En de hemel is weg
De zon is van karton
En ze lachen zo nep
Dе doden zijn te mooi
En de liеfde is gescript
En achter het decor is er helemaal niks

Ik ben een coverband
Ik draai de zaken om (ik draai de zaken om)

Ik sterf precies op tijd
Ik kan mensen ontwijken
Zonder te kijken
Kopie van kopie van kopie
Ik zie dit is niet echt
De horizon zit los
En de hemel is weg
De zon is van karton
En ze lachen zo nep
De doden zijn te mooi
En de liefde is gescript
En achter het decor is er helemaal niks

Dit is niet echt

De doden zijn te mooi
En de liefde is gescript
En achter het decor is er helemaal niks

Dit is niet echt
Dit is niet echt

I'm just a substitute for another guy

Translee – Generation Wtf Lyrics (feat. B.o.b & Gfmbryyce)

Verse 1 [Translee]
Yo
[?] I'm never ever alone 'cause I'm always with whatever
[?] so we the ones done put two and two together
Classic I teach you how to hunt for food, that's food forever
I like botanical gardens and theme parks, buffalo wings and weed yards
Shit I'm in the dispensary without a green card
My face card on retard
They told me I need to rap more
Rap game in the crap hole
I said "Why y'all got Kendrick and Cole though?"
"I say no disrespect to them but they rock [?] clothes and you look like you get hoes, you'll go farther than they go"
You niggas tripping it's obvi you haven't heard Section 80 or Born Sinner probably
"No we like Playboi Carti, Lil Uzi and Yachty"
Well I like Boosie, T.I.P., Wayne and Yo Gotti
"And we like skinny jeans and popping percs and molly"
Now Hennessy and weed that's all go in my body
All that other shit just have me feeling sloppy

Chorus []
I'ma tell you what I won't do
Hard drugs, psychedelic shit
I'ma dog on some [?] tell you shit
I'ma dog when I woof, woof
[?]
I'ma kick em for the loot, loot
In the coupe, coupe
Disappearing roof
Young boy don't shoot, shoot
[?]
I'ma tell you what I don't do
Verse 2 []
Makaveli shit, might as well be "Thug Life" on my belly shit
No it ain't hype, no it ain't no Belly shit
But I'm still directing shit [?]
"Wait wait, why you always gotta hit us with that flexing shit"

What 'cause I spent some f*cking guap on these necklaces?
'Cause you only pay attention when I'm negligent
"But what about the school shootings and the president?"
Sometimes I ask myself does slavery ever end
Sometimes the internet can [?] intelligence
Shit gone forever when, plus my ex hit my DM's with that being extra shit

Chorus []
I'ma tell you what I won't do
Hard drugs, psychedelic shit
I'ma dog on some [?] tell you shit
I'ma dog when I woof, woof
[?]
I'ma kick em for the loot, loot
In the coupe, coupe
Disappearing roof
Young boy don't shoot, shoot
[?]

Verse 3 [Translee]
See I'm just a young nigga that tries to do good
Sometimes my mind be too hood
Sometimes my dough be too low to be hanging out on Edgewood
I tell my friends that I'm good, I tell my grandma I'm straight
I told Verizon to wait
I drive [?] when it's late
See Uber still ain't accepting me, car still ain't pass inspectioning
I 'bout to get some dope and push it all
"You want some dope, I got that [?], you know my home boy got it"
Text me that plug if it get that bad I might have to call it
Chorus []
I'ma tell you what I won't do
Hard drugs, psychedelic shit
I'ma dog on some [?] tell you shit
I'ma dog when I woof, woof
[?]
I'ma kick em for the loot, loot
In the coupe, coupe
Disappearing roof
Young boy don't shoot, shoot
[?]
I'ma tell you what I don't do

Les Cowboys Fringants – En Berne Lyrics

Chu né "dins" années soixante-dix
Dans un Québec en plein changement
Où l'emblème de la fleur de lys
Donnait un peu d'espoir aux gens

Mais quand je r'garde ça aujourd'hui
Chu donc pas fier de ma patrie
Ça dort au gaz dins bungalows
Le cul assis su'l statut quo

En s'gavant de téléromans
Et des talks-shows les plus stupides
Se laissant mourir su'l divan
Avec leur petit air candide

Dans ce royaume de la poutine
On s'complait dans' médocrité
Bien satisfaits de notre routine
Et du bonheur pré-fabriqué

"Prendrais-tu un p'tit gratteux?"
Me dit l'caissier au dépanneur
"Enweye le gros, sors ton p'tit deux
Être millionnaire c'est le bonheur"

Y's'met à rêver le samedi
Qu'y va p't'être quitter son taudis
Espère toujours maudit moron
T'as une chance sur quatorze millions
Dans l'stationnement du casino
Un gars s'tire une balle dans la tête
Ayant tout "flobé" son magot
Y'avait pu trop l'coeur à la fête

Mais l'gouvernement s'en balance
Y's'nourrit à même les gamblers
En exploitant leur dépendance
Un peu comme le f'rait un pusher

Si c'est ça l'Québec moderne
Ben moi j'mets mon drapeau en berne
Et j'emmerde tous les bouffons qui nous gouvernent!
Si tu rêves d'avoir un pays
Ben moi j'te dis qu't'es mal parti
T'as ben plus de chances de gagner à' loterie…

On a été pendant des années
Un petit peuple de yes-man
Qui marchait les fesses serrées
Quand arrivait le foreman

Aujourd'hui ça' un peu changé
Les gars sont tous syndiqués
Ça jase trois-quatre autour d'une pelle
En r'gardant le plus jeune faire du zèle
Mais faudrait pas s'réjouir trop vite
On est encore des porteurs d'eau
À la solde des gens de l'élite
Et des pleins d'marde en tuxedo

Quand l'boss d'une grosse corporation
Ferme son usine en Gaspésie
'Te d'mandera pas ton opinion
Y' va t'slaquer sans t'dire merci!

Un robineux quête dans la rue
Au pied d'un grand building en verre
Y va passer inaperçu
À la sortie des actionnaires

C'qui compte pour eux c'est les revenus
Et non les problèmes de la terre
"C'pas d'ma faute si t'es un trou d'cul
Moi l'important c'est que j'prospère"

Et l'premier-ministre fait semblant
Qui s'en fait pour les pauvres gens
Alors qu'on sait qu'y est au service
Des fortunés et d'leurs business

L'environnement, la pauvreté
Ç'pas des sujets prioritaires
On n'entend pas beaucoup parler
Derrière les portes des ministères
Si c'est ça l'Québec moderne
Ben moi j'mets mon drapeau en berne
Et j'emmerde tous les bouffons qui nous gouvernent!
Si t'es content de ce pays
Ben ça mon homme c'est ton avis
Tu dois être le PDG d'une compagnie

Quand on apprend que dans le nord
Y's'passe de quoi d'pas catholique
Que nos forêts sont mises à mort
Ça jase dans l'opinion publique

Deux s'maines et ça sombre dans l'oubli
L'histoire est morte et enterrée
Et dans le parc d'la Vérendrye
Ils continuent à tout raser

C'est ça l'problème de ma patrie
Y'a pas personne pour s'indigner
Contre la fausse démocratie
Qui sert les riches et les banquiers

Dans cette contrée peuplée d'ignares
'Faut pas trop s'rappeler d'son histoire
Ici y'a juste les plaques de char
Qu'y ont encore un ti-peu d'mémoire…

Si c'est ça l'Québec moderne
Ben moi j'mets mon drapeau en berne
Et j'emmerde tous les bouffons qui nous gouvernent!
Si c'est ça qu't'appelles une nation
Probable que tu sois assez con
T'es mûr pour te présenter aux élections…

Si c'est ça l'Québec moderne
Ben moi j'mets mon drapeau en berne
Si c'est ça l'Québec moderne
Ben moi j'mets mon drapeau en berne

Waldeck – Rough Landing Lyrics (feat. Patrizia Ferrara)

Rough landing with
My arms open wide
I cannot hide
The love i feel inside

Pain is incapable
In-comfortably near

Love me
Leave me
There is no sound

Pain is incapable
In-comfortably near

Love me
Leave me
There is no sound

Rough landing with
My arms open wide
You kiss me once
So kiss me twice

Pain is incapable
In-comfortably near
Love me
Leave me
There is no sound

Love me
Leave me
There is no sound
There is no sound

Femm – Dead Of Night Lyrics

You only call when you wanna
You only text if you gotta
If you catch me sexting then you know I’m just drunk texting
You’re messin’, professin’ your fake ass love for me so I

Smoke it up to forget I met ya, met ya, yeah
Numb it all away
Do a line of shots to forget ya, get ya, yeah like
I just wanna know
Tell me, how do I let it go
I’m thinking of you 24/7
Wishin’ I got crazy powers just like Eleven ’cause

You love me in the dead of night
When no one knows you’re in my life, woo
But when the sun comes up, you’re like
“Baby, I got a girl back home”

I wish she was dead
I wish she was dead
In the dead of night
I wish she was dead
In the dead of night

Night, night
Night, night

You never call only when you wanna

You never text only if you gotta
When you want that peach then you move faster than you’re grinding
You’re blinding, spellbinding
I wish that I could hate ya but I

Smoke it up to forget I met ya, met ya, yeah
Numb it all away
Do a line of shots to forget ya, get ya, yeah like
Drown it away
Ah, I just wanna know
Tell me, how do I let go
I need you like 24/7
You and me together, baby that’s called heaven

You love me in the dead of night
When no one knows you’re in my life, woo
But when the sun comes up, you’re like
“Baby, I got a girl back home”

I wish she was dead
I wish she was dead
In the dead of night
I wish she was dead
In the dead of night

Spinvis – Paon Lyrics

En dan zei je natuurlijk weer
Van alles tegelijk
Iedereen zoekt iets
En de zee die schittert hier
Door afwezigheid
We reden veel te zacht
Iedereen haalde ons in
Hoe dat nummer ging
Je schreef ons door de nacht
Lucas en Saartje, en ik
Alles is voor goed
Alles had gekund

Het is maar hoe je ‘t ziet
Het antwoord was er ook
De vraag alleen nog niet
Mechelen is ver
En we waren nog lang niet thuis
Ergens onderweg
Midden in een zin
Zijn we je toen opeens verloren
Midden in een zin
Verloren
Ergens onderweg
En we waren nog lang niet thuis

Translee – Catch This Wave Lyrics (feat. Tip)

Translee

Took them chains off round my Feet
Put them back round my necklace
Working till I can’t sleep no more
But that money just worth my stress
I bet you knew that
Ya no
I bet you knew that
Can’t catch this wave
Can’t catch this wave
Not with your du rag on

[Verse: T.I]
One of these days I’m gon be, way far away so low-key
And I don’t give a damn what your momma say
You f*ck nigga still don’t know me
And I don’t want to hear bout your bread ’til you rich enough to not get shot by the police

Translee
Can’t catch this wave
Can’t catch this wave
Not with your du rag on

We taking them shackles off
I want the gold rings
Like my uncle in Saginaw
My bandwagon too heavy
I’m keeping it steady by taking that wagon off
Freeing myself from all the
Constraints Social Media & Weed Alcohol Sex & greed
It’s looking like a new leave it to me
I’m blessed up
Been running my check up
How you beef & you ain’t never had you a life insurance
Or a checkup, get your self respect up
Been drowning in bullshit
From the neck down to the neck up
And still found a way to be
Next up
Like what what what what what
This tha new sub culture in Rap
It’s called being real no matter what’s going on in the trap
And being unapologetically black
These are facts the leading my waves at
He’s the Only God for the maps
More facts
Mean while the gatekeepers in Raps only getting more lacs
We can learn from Mufasa
Niggas need to more faster
For they sons a new chapter
Open up the new black panther in our blood
I’m more Malcom than Martin
& I’m sorry
Nat Turner & the Garvey
Its a war in our own backyard
So I ain’t going to the Army

Translee

Took them chains off round my Feet
Put them back round my necklace
Working till I can’t sleep no more
But that money just worth my stress
I bet you knew that
Ya no
I bet you knew that
Can’t catch this wave
Can’t catch this wave
Not with your du rag on

TIP
One of these days I’m gon be Way far away so low-key?
And I don’t give a damn What your mum say
You f*ck nigga still don’t know me and I don’t want to hear bout your bread
Until you rich enough to not get shot by the police

Can’t catch this wave
Can’t catch this wave
Not with your du rag on

TIP
Ok tryna make it in this motherf*cker
Got me ridin dirty like the mud puddle
What’s a hate crime to a fun lover
Tear the block down while you burn rubber
Wit tha top down motion picture shit
Make it cinematic it done been a menace
Since I thought about my power implemented
For tha conversation safe tha say hypothetically
??? Thinking as I can ever be
Want be bothered by that bullshit you telling me
No time for back & forth
So let it be
I’m just tryna be a better me
Walk around a millionaire in Prison
Could as just as easy got a law degree
Could’ve just as easy got assassinated
Stead it’s hundreds me & anybody else to make it
Shit have some money doesn’t really mean shit
Cause If you ain’t happy nigga you ain’t shit
I done had every ho I done seen wit you
Boy your whole swag make a scene issue
After issue nigga soft as tissue huh
Running when they come to get you
Huh
Till they catch up wit you put that ratchet to you
Now I bet you see tha big picture huh

TIP
I’m just saying
Like one of these niggas I promise

Les Cowboys Fringants – La Manifestation Lyrics

Sont arrivés en Westfalia
En criant sos Gaia
Accoutrés comme des hippies
Avec les yeux rougis
Chveux longs et surplus d'armée
En bedaine et jouant du tam-tam
On se s'rait cru 30 ans passés
Pendant guerre du Vietnam
Il y avait tous les clichés
De l'époque des granolas
Des chemises en macramé
Aux filles poilues en d'ssous des bras
V'nant en grande majorité
Du Cégep du vieux Montréal
Tous là pour manifester
Contre les multinationales

Et la mince foule grelottait
En ce froid jeudi d'printemps
Et aux étudiants qui foxaient
S'ajoutaient quelques passants
Les marxistes-léninistes
Des militants pour le pot
Et une coupe d'écologistes
Ont investi le spot
On écoutait l'vieux cinglé
Qui se prenait pour Castro
Avec son képi d'officier
Et son couteau de Rambo
Et on a vite constaté
Qu'il lui manquait un marteau
Quand il nous a proposé
De faire un concours de limbo
À la manifestation
On rêvait d'révolution
Se gelant l'cul avec une poignée de comparses
Sous la pluie froide du mois de mars

Sur l'boulevard René Lévesque
Y'ont envoyé l'anti-émeute
Et des policiers sur leur bike
Pour contrôler la meute
Ca s'déroulait pacifiquement
Sans trop écorcher le système
Et on scandait des beaux slogans
Contre les OGM
Quand soudain sont débarqués
Des types un peu extrémistes
Tout de ninja cagoulés
Se proclamant activistes
Comme des petits Ché Guévara

Y ont pitché 2-3 pétards
Les boeufs sont rentrés dans l'tas
J'te jure qu'y'ont pas veillé tard

À la manifestation
On rêvait d'révolution
Se gelant l'cul avec une poignée de comparses
Sous la pluie froide du mois de mars
Et là çà a dégénéré
Car en guise de protestation
Les beatniks se sont désabillés
Pour faire un danse-o-ton
Les policiers en beaux fusils
Ont sorti menottes et matraques
Et ont tapoché les hippies
A grands coups de jarnac
Pendant qu'les écologistes
Pleuraient devant tant d'sévices
En implorant Jésus le Christ
De stopper l'injustice
On entendait le chien japper
A travers le bruit des sirènes
Bin étouffé par la fumée
Des gaz lacrimogènes
Ho yeah moman la gang de peaces
Qui dansait à poil sous la pluie
Faisait comme un remake de Grease
En version hilbilly
Quand le ciel s'est déchaîné
Y s'est mis à tomber des clous
Yzont pris leurs jambes à leur cou
Et ce fut terminé
Fak on est rentrés déçus
Tout mouillés et abattus
En croisant les écolos
Dans le portique de McDo
J'en suis v'nu à conclusion
Qu'çà va prendre bin du soleil
Sinon c'est pas d'main la veille
Qu'on va faire la révolution
À la manifestation
C'est vrai qu'on n'a rien changé
On a causé un bouchon de circulation
Cà fait toujours bin çà d'gagné !

Roney – For Real Lyrics

[Chorus]
Flipping a pie we running the block for real, yeah
And if he wilding he can get shot for real, yeah
I pray my dawg he gets his appeal
We like the navy we up in the field
He can get shot for real
He can get popped like he was a pill

[Verse 1]
She gonna treat me like the man
Roney the big dawg with a plan
She got her face down for the bands
She said her friends saying she a fan
I got a bag of bitches relax
They be the baddest bitches it's facts
He need to learn send that boy to class
Little nigga better focus on his math, focus
Ride it, that lil' bitch she pilot
Sinners, wilding
We give out work consignment
If he don't pay back we find him
Bad lil' ting gon' line him
Burner that came with a silence
So you won't hear a thing when we sliding
Do a hit like 007
Treat a opp like a damn lil' peasant
Didn't cry when I got my sentence
Ron dawg I'm too independent
I'ma get my money start ghosting
Pockets on strong Hulk Hogan
That stick it stays in the denim
Put your man on game he lofting
[Chorus]
Flipping a pie we running the block for real, yeah
And if he wilding he can get shot for real, yeah
I pray my dawg he gets his appeal
We like the navy we up in the field
He can get shot for real
He can get popped like he was a pill

[Verse 2]
Pop him, do the boy dirt so rotten
Often, run up these bands so often
Man they put my mans in a coffin
Now it's up and there's no long talking
Got 12 lil' shells in the cartridge
He a goon, what's a goon to a martian
Run up a cheque, step on a neck
Won't settle for less just give me respect
He wanna flex like he make a mess
But he won't invest in 40's and Tec's
That little bullet go right through your chest
He begging for breath, but there's nothing left
Shorty she wild she begging for sex
Opp think I'm dumb but I'm playing chess
Run up with drums playing a set
I made her guess
She know I'm young but I'm gonna f*ck like a vet', mhmm
Just know who you next to
Girl I want you, be my next boo
I'm far from simple
Come see what I been through
[Chorus]
Flipping a pie we running the block for real, yeah
And if he wilding he can get shot for real, yeah
I pray my dawg he gets his appeal
We like the navy we up in the field
He can get shot for real
He can get popped like he was a pill

[Outro]
He can get shot for real
He can get popped for real
Pop him like he was a pill
My niggas doing the drills
My niggas doing the