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

[Chorus]
You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
Oh you mad ’cause I’m stylin’ on you

[Verse 1: KXNG CROOKED]
"I gave you niggas the truth, huh? Huh?"
"And what’d you do with it?"
You ignored it and bought a bunch of fairy tales, huh? (uh, uh)
You niggas losing it
I coulda’ did it for the mainstream (uh, uh)
Nah, I wasn’t cool with it
Truthfully, I never thought I’d rap like Common Sense
But I woke up my people, been rapping like Common since
The hood is moving different than you envisioned
Consumerism’s the new religion
There’s fewer Christians and fewer Bishops reading them Jewish scriptures
A slew of bitches with shoe addictions and niggas who truly risking it all for the coupe if the roof is missing
On a foolish mission
What if I told you I knew the system wanted the future spending their youth in prison
"Who would listen?"
No time to listen to dudes who spittin’, while music’s missing
[?]
But you was trippin’, because your jewels have nothing to do with wisdom
You stupid, ludicrous, nigga
You’s a victim (Amen)
We lost souls, put that on the bible
Sell us some Jordan’s
We’ll be ignoring distorting on what’s important
Even though there’s been a war on the poor
Before they was recording, Jordan scoring titles
Me and your survival was more than vital
They say my people are like Jelly Beans
Wait!
Because nobody like the black ones
Unless it’s our culture, then they like everything
Wait!
"I tell the truth, I get attacked, huh?"

[Chorus]
You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
You gon’ get a lotta’ people mad, you speakin’ lotta’ truth
Oh you mad ’cause I’m stylin’ on you

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5’9"]
Tell the truth, "nigga, who the best in this industry?"
If it ain’t Crooked, Kendrick and Cole, bitch, then it’s me
You only acting tough ’cause you sniffing coke and sippin’ Hennessy
I click triggers re-lentlessly
I kill rich niggas instantly
While I’m here I’m fucking all your little bitches
All I said to that little thot, was "hello" back
Marshall called me the best out, I called him the "kettle black"
I’m like Nas, I’m about the check
My cars is parked in an underground garage like Das EFX
I’m about the deposits like I’m in debt, ‘cept I’m not in debt
I move in silence and I don’t move inside it, unless I’m protected like contracepts
I’m a Contra-vet
Thought you got me my [?] was wet
God just wept
I’m the flyest yet
I’m disguised as Ness
Your brides is [?], but your [?]
I left my deposit slip on the Gaza strip, while I was checking my connect
Yes!
I confess
I don’t rap for checks
I rap to kill rappers and for my respect
I shall let this nine go pyrotech’
Lies gon’ catch up and guys get lied to rest
I confess, shit don’t go right, then I go left
We not friends, do not flinch like Tourette’s
I’m on yo’ head!
Like berets
I’ma show up where you did your show last
That’s gon’ be yo’ ass
I don’t get you there, I come to yo’ ave
I don’t get you there, I come to yo’ lab
Show up frontin’ like I’m drunk with the MO-AB
I’m a seasoned Slaughter House general, ya’ll the beginners bro
If I’m starving you know I target your dinner bowl
I’m a part of an augmented envision in God’s image
Part of a team that brings all the women
When I’m stepping wherever, they got to check the weather
When I’m summoning, summer bring autumn winters
I’m too up to understand what under means
Anytime I’m coming it’s humbling to all contenders
Male or female, we can bet your budget
I got asked in a interview, "where did I think I would be if I wasn’t in this bitch being the best who does it?"
That’s easy, I be somewhere else, being the best who does it

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AJ Tracey – Quarterback

[Chorus]
Get into the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Man’ll call the plays like a quarterback
Get into the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Man’ll call the plays quarterback
Get into the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Man’ll call the plays quarterback
Get into the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Man’ll call the plays quarterback

[Verse 1]
Running up checks like a doctor
I’m tryna win gold like Oscar
A new flow, try and do it too, impostor
Got them all running off the beat like Costa
My team got a five star roster
Your bitch threw a fit when I tossed her
If she wanna fuck twice, that’ll cost her
If she wanna fuck twice, that’ll cost her
Leave me be, get out my face
I secured the bag and went on my way
They behind, they’re not on my page
Go learn to grind and get on my wage
You ain’t bae so don’t call man bae
You ain’t my mate so don’t call man A
Young nigga, they know my age
Free my bros, they locked in that cage
And I’ll still miss the drop if I want
Turn up, finesse the chick and I’m gone
I get head and keep all the lights on
No wasteman can jump on my song
They thought I would flop and they’re wrong
Still here, fit as hell my life’s strong
Still here, fit as hell my life’s strong

[Chorus]
Get into the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Man’ll call the plays like a quarterback
Get into the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Man’ll call the plays like a quarterback
Get into the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Man’ll call the plays like a quarterback
Get into the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Man’ll call the plays like a quarterback

[Verse 2]
I’ve got her number but I’m just texin’
Hittin’ up my line on the next ting
I don’t want you I want next ting
Baby girl I owe you a sexing
Break man’s soul when I’m flexing
But he try cap so I decked him
I took a grey ting to my hotel
And i had her on her knees when I checked in
My LA dons make the Draco fly
Like bread before the Draco sign
Came through, I’m here to take what’s mine
No "Whatless" old man can make me sign
I was doing laps on my Ridgeback
Nah i was doing laps on a specialized
If i had beef then i slid back
Girl you wanna fuck? Better get in line
AJ, T
Be like, me
London’s best star in QB
If people say "fly" I’m like wait, who? me?
Made the trap jump, Jordan, 2,3
My bitch’d bad, thick and bou-jee
I was in the states counting, blue, cheese
Step up on the stage and they never boo, me
Sleep on a nigga, go ahead and you’ll, see

[Chorus]
Get into the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Man’ll call the plays like a quarterback
Get into the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Man’ll call the plays like a quarterback
Get into the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Man’ll call the plays like a quarterback
Get into the bag, I want all of that
Got her number but I ain’t calling back
Automatic whip, no stalling that
Man’ll call the plays like a quarterback

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Fortune – Krewella feat. Diskord lyrics

Lyrics Krewella – Fortune

Pull up on the party with an army
Our guns inked up like a Harley Hells Angel on the one
Like a bull in a china shop, steaming like buns
Coming in like a wrecking ball, you gon’ need a Tylenol.(fortune)

Luck is going all the way up
Love is raining like paper
Rolling downtown with a couple young gods
We got everything that we could ever want.

Whole city on my back like Jordan
No, money can’t buy this fortune
Got a squad homegrown and foreign
No, money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this
Bulletproof love, you know this
Got me like a 24-karat fortress
They can keep the cash and the Porsches
‘Cause money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this fortune.

‘Cause money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this fortune
Fortune.

Diamonds are forever, but a girl’s best friend
Is a bank full of ride-or-dies stickin’ ’til the end
We stay mobbin’ the party
But no, we ain’t the Gottis
We come in peace from the East
Pakistan to Miami.

Luck is going all the way up
Love is raining like paper
Rolling downtown with a couple young gods
We got everything that we could ever want.

Whole city on my back like Jordan
No, money can’t buy this fortune
Got a squad homegrown and foreign
No, money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this
Bulletproof love, you know this
Got me like a 24-karat fortress
They can keep the cash and the Porsches
‘Cause money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this fortuneee.

Money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this fortuneee
Fortuneee.

Whole city on my back like Jordan
No, money can’t buy this fortune
Got a squad homegrown and foreign
No, money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this
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Bulletproof love, you know this
Got me like a 24-karat fortress
They can keep the cash and the Porsches
‘Cause money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this fortuneee.
Krewella lyrics
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Rapsody – Right Now Lyrics

[Chorus (Sampled)]
Gimme that [?] right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), [?]
Gimme that [?] right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), [?]
Gimme that [?] right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (We gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (We do it right now), right now
We gon’ do it right now (now, now)
We do it right now (now, now)

[Verse 1: Rapsody]
Yo
Normally spit ice cold, three-thousand [?] below
Opposite [?], niggas don’t feel me doe
Back in it, two molars to kill ’em, I’m ill: cobra
I’m sittin’ [?] shit [?] yo, it’s so over
Blue Ivy Carter, Deshaun became a pop
Like daughter they say the flow of Hova is beautiful
I’m killer, my nigga, rigamortus like K. Dot
My Jeremy Lin flow, yo, I stepped in the game hot
They [?] to me, over on Blake Griffin
I ball so hard, couldn’t find me [?] you niggas
Been awaitin’ mine, witnessin’ real proof
[?] been over like that too

[Chorus: Rapsody & Samples]
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), [?]
Gimme that [?] right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), [?]
We gon’ do it right now (now, now)
We do it right now (now, now)
We gon’ do it right now (now, now)
We gon’ do it right now (now, now)

[Verse 2: Rapsody]
Yo
Saturday-Sunday flow, that’s how the week end
Lines remind you of waitin’ shoppin’ for Jordan 10’s
Anxious for my release, rap is the real deal
D’Angelo naked truth [?] drugs how it really feel
Gettin’ ’em sky high, stuck in my flow still
Rushin’ my patience gon’ have me rushin’ patients I kill
To E.R., more liquor for my homies, my nigga
[?] we catch ya attention like Aston
Martin’s driven in places niggas can’t afford them
[?] I represent [?] the acronym
[?] I represent [?] the acronym
[?] I represent [?] the acronym
[?] I represent (we gon’ do it right now)
Yo, [?] I’m holdin’ my weight
Don’t worry ’bout niggas, flow’ll take care of ’em: Drake
Lost in the party life, feeling eighteen again
Reason for wylin’ tonight but give me another sin
Killin’ these niggas off, exposin’ they spines
Niggas backed [?] half of these niggas can’t rhyme (yo)
Just speaking the truth, ain’t no fuckin’ with mine
Yo, [?] and right now is the time

[Pre-Chorus: Rapsody]
We do it (we do it, we do it)
We do it (we do it, we do it)
We do it (we do it, we do it)
We do it (we do it, we do it)

[Chorus: Rapsody & Samples]
(We gon’ do it right now), [?], we did it right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), [?]
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), [?]
We gon’ do it right now (now, now)
We do it right now (now, now)
We gon’ do it right now (now, now)

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When the drugs don t work – Doobie lyrics

Lyrics Doobie – When the drugs don t work

What am I gonna do when The Drugs Don t Work
Girl you a fool if you think love don’t hurt
You ain’t heard? They call me Cobain, First name Kurt
Gotta nose full of Coke and a cup full of dirt
You should be right here with me, but you blew it
And I blew up, I’m 2 treed wit my 2’s up
Hella big Ms getting threw up and thrown up
Ima young bull, old money, grown up yeah yeah
Bump of the ekow, I’m in a tree house
F**k her then leave out, 2 treed peace out (peace out)
I stomp on the yayo, Angel dust no halo
Step on the yola, I’m booted, coca no cola
This that Coke rock, Cocaheina in my snot
This that Yo, I got ballerinas dancing on my cock
This that yay bump, Snow bunny do a hop
This that Coke, I do a lot
B***h I’m Wilder than a rot yeah.

So put the weed in the grinder
Break it down, roll it up and get higher
So put the weed in the grinder
Break it down, roll it up and get higher.

I’m on that Caine like I’m getting old
I been had that crack, hear in in my bones
Cocaine Cowboy, Indiana Jones
I had to get me a sack like it’s 4th and goal
Oh my oh my, I’m rocket high
I’m a shooting star like I shot the sky
I can’t see why you even caught my eye
Too busy lookin at yo a*s when you was walking by
Cuz you goofy like Max dad
I’m hotter than wax dabs
Off 2 hits like jab jab
Smoking OG by the hashtag
That mean the pound
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Boy you looking around like pass that
I’m in a aircraft, I’m air Jordan you Air Shaq
I take yo spot and you won’t never get to chair back
I get paid to sit on my a*s, Seat check
And this s**t I’m smoking on smell like feet sweat.

What am I gonna do when The Drugs Don t Work
Girl you a fool if you think love don’t hurt
You ain’t heard? They call me Cobain, First name Kurt
Gotta nose full of Coke and a cup full of dirt
You should be right here with me, but you blew it
And I blew up, I’m 2 treed wit my 2s up
Hella big Ms getting threw up and thrown up
Ima young bull, old money, grown up yeah yeah
Bump of the ekow, I’m in a tree house
F**k her then leave out, 2 treed peace out
I stomp on the yayo, Angel dust no halo
Step on the yola, I’m booted, coca no cola.

This that Coke rock, Cocaheina in my snot
This that Yo, I got ballerinas dancing on my cock
This that yay bump, Snow bunny do a hop
This that Coke, I do a lot
B***h I’m Wilder than a rot yeahhh.

So put the weed in the grinder
Break it down, roll it up and get higher
So put the weed in the grinder
Break it down, roll it up and get higher.

What am I gonna do when the drugs don’t workkk. (x9)
Doobie lyrics
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PartyNextDoor – Damn

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
If you love me go and show it to me
Passion, passion, passion, passion, I need passion
God forever man forever, baby, god damn
I was trying to make this bed, baby, god damn
Brr, God damn
Grr, God damn
Whoa, God damn
Whoa, God damn

[Verse 1: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Left me alone in the streets
Now you done woken the beast
All these GG snakes on me
Shopping sprees after shopping sprees, I go
I go, yeah, should have seen the sign
[?] love’s blind, I guess danger gets me excited
I am on a threesome diet right now, baby
I’m taking trips to Miami traveling down seven keys
Ducking off, sipping Grey Geese
Never thought you plea these actions I did
Never thought you had my head on a leash
Never thought you had my heart tryna leave
Saying things I never speak about
I’ma handle it just like a man
Popping bottles just because I can
Ain’t gone never change who I am
Kumbaya, I’ma still do my dance
And handle mine
I’ma handle mine, you’re not mine
But God damn, it’s about time you define what we is

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
If you love me go and show it to me
Passion, passion, passion, passion, I need passion
God forever man forever, baby, god damn
I shot to make this bed, baby, god damn
Brr, God damn
Grr, God damn
Whoa, God damn
Whoa, God damn
If you love me go and show it to me
Passion, passion, passion, passion, I need passion
God forever man forever, baby, god damn
I shot to make this bed, baby, god damn
Brr, God damn
Grr, God damn
Whoa, God damn
Whoa, God damn

[Verse 2: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Fér!
They said you used to be the one that used to two step, baby
But I’m too rich for that to happen, whoa whoa
Like Ali, I’ma bounce back off the ropes
In my Jordan’s, yeah, Jordan with the tongue
In my Kobe’s, yeah, hitting 81
And I’m going gold, find a badder one
Let the check blow, now that’s platinum
I’ma recoup, buy the blue coupe
Bought a new house, that’s a new roof
I’ma make lemonade out of lemons, got a sweet tooth
And I learn from my truths
And learn from my last
And learn from my past
I knew this won’t last
Just tell me quick fast

[Bridge: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
So I can handle it just like a man
Popping bottles just because I can
Ain’t gone never change who I am
Kumbaya, I’ma still do my dance
And handle mine
I’ma handle mine, your not mine
But God damn, it’s about time you define what we is

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
If you love me go and show it to me
Passion, passion, passion, passion, I need passion
God forever man forever, baby, god damn
I shot to make this bed, baby, god damn
Brr, God damn
Grr, God damn
Whoa, God damn
Whoa, God damn
If you love me go and show it to me
Passion, passion, passion, passion, I need passion
God forever man forever, baby, god damn
I shot to make this bed, baby, god damn
Brr, God damn
Grr, God damn
Whoa, God damn
Whoa, God damn

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Audio Push – God Speed Lyrics

Audio Push – God Speed Lyrics

[Verse 1: Price]
I been waiting
I gave ’em all a head start
I lost ends, lost friends
But one thing I kept: heart
You want pressure, let’s start
I really swam with the sharks
So I don’t entertain bottom-feeders
Middle-finger to the non-believers
Yep, damn, she a eater, I gotta feed her
I never changed, I ain’t gotta meet her
Young Price, he a knowledge-seeker
Turn your main into a swallower
I ain’t even gotta meet her
Heard you got a million followers, but you still not a leader
None of y’all niggas working
Every time I see your face you got a new team, you got a new jersey
Ooh shit so disturbing
I done watched niggas switch up during crunch time when the shit rough
Now they call for the clique-up
I hit “Ignore” I don’t pick up
Respected by the [?]’s
I get love from the QA’s
Foreign tires on the freeways
I know these streets, I don’t need ways
My step-pops from the PJs
My real pops from the G’s
It’s gangsters all around me
But I just wanna live in peace

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[Chorus: Price]
My life fast, god speed
Secure the bag, god speed
New chain, god speed
Need everything, god speed
I live it up, god speed
She fell in love, god speed
God speed, god speed
My life fast, god speed
Secure the bag, god speed
New chain, god speed
Need everything, god speed
I live it up, god speed
She fell in love, god speed
God speed, god speed

[Verse 2: Oktane]
Hair longer than long, skin blacker than black
My top speed god speed, nothing faster than that
I seen ’em switch the second you shoot and miss
But even Kobe went for five rings, and Jordan went for six
Living legend, game seven, just my squad in the middle
It’s all lions, never silent when we ride through the jungle
All my dogs bite hard, they should ride with a muzzle
And chew it to pieces if it ain’t no piece inside of my puzzle
Yeah you’ll get rearranged, game make people change
Shallow women scared of love, they felt deeper pain
And we done got it from the mud, we done seen the rain
So if you gon’ be anything, don’t let it be in vain
Yeah I’m always on my toes, somewhere blowing O’s
And everywhere I go they say “You the one the Lord chose”
So I just pray to ’em, they ask “What he say to ya?”
He say “Point the enemies out and we going straight through ’em”
Ever since then, everything god speed
Make her walk knock-kneed
I need a ring at top speed
‘Cause I’m tryna plant my seeds
Faith alone won’t get you home
You gon’ need [?]
Airline alone top three
Just go home you’re not me
Everything god speed, everything god speed
Got roll-up, got tree
Still not high up as God be
For God’s sake, golly
Everything top speed, man everything god speed
God speed, god speed

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NF – Green Lights

[Verse 1]
Yeah
My name buzzin’, ain’t no way you could ignore it
I did not come this far so they could ignore me
I am not the one to say, "I’ll do it in the mornin’"
I’d rather get it done, don’t focus on what’s not important
They try to talk to me like they been nothin’ but supportive
Appreciate the love, but do not show up on my doorstep
If you ain’t about that real, I suggest that you avoid me
If we ain’t on the same page, that’s the end of story, ah!
Hey, you are not a baller ’cause your closet’s full of Jordan’s
You are not a rich man ’cause you’re on the Forbes list
First, I dropped a record, then you know I gotta tour it
Real’s still the slogan, only difference is there’s more of us
The story of my life feels like it’s just beginnin’ now
I ask you a question, I want answers, not the run-around
You the one that brought it up, but I’m the one to shut it down
If you ain’t got the album yet, I brought you one, I’m at your house
Hey!

[Hook]
All I see is green lights
All I see is green lights
All I spit is real life
Bet you don’t know what that’s like (huh?)
All I see is green lights, woo
All I see is green lights, yeah
All I spit is real life
I bet you don’t know what that’s like

[Verse 2]
Yeah
I know where I’m goin’, I don’t let no one distract me
I don’t need directions from nobody in the back seat
I don’t need these people in my corner tryna gas me
I’d rather have people in my corner tryna check me
Yeah, I walk off the bus a different city than the last week
Let the fans speak, they gon’ tell you ’bout the past me
If I’m bein’ honest, last year I was in a bad place
Wouldn’t say I’m out of it, but don’t feel like I can’t be, ah!
Who you know droppin’ clean records, but they nasty?
I was made for this, I could tell when mama had me
I hopped right off the table, told my doctor, "I ain’t average."
He asked me, "What does that mean?"
I told him, "Get the pen and pad, please."
Who’d a known I’d write something that could change lives?
I don’t think y’all fully understand the way you changed mine
I look at the future that’s in front of me with both eyes
Three records, three years, I don’t like to waste time
Oh yeah!

[Hook]
All I see is green lights, yeah
All I see is green lights, haha
All I spit is real life (real life)
Bet you don’t know what that’s like (you don’t know!)
All I see is green lights (green lights), woo
All I see is green lights (green lights), yeah
All I spit is real life (oh!)
I bet you don’t know what that’s like (no!)

[Outro]
Haha
All I see is—green lights!
Yeah
Oh my!

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Dizzy Wright – Word On The Streetz Lyrics

Dizzy Wright – Word On The Streetz Lyrics

[Intro]
Tryna figure this shit out
(Oh Major, don’t go)

[Verse 1]
Word on the streets is some labels showing some interest
I’m ready to take off like I’m in the fucking Olympics
All about winning I’m Jordan back in ’95 and 6
I want to get wealthy, if you not gonna help me then mind your biz
Oh, what I prefer is for my city to say that “the time was his”
And yes I’m referring to me
Headed for a early degree
Out high school to the league
Not for money for me
Know I’m in a comfortable space
Are you willing to pick up the pace?
I told my OG, “With all the travel what’s the hassle?”
He told me, ” What you rap about is only half the battle”
Admit it, don’t build your castle and let your family straggle
I’m livid, money got less value than my fucking shadow
You niggas better free your mind, better free your fucking minds
I’m always right on time and ya’ll ain’t ever dropped a dime
It’s fine, not gon’ be salty or be sour
Ahead of fools like the time jumped up an hour

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[Spoken]
Yo I been looking at my family tree and shit
I’m branched down off some crazy ass shit
But you know I see positive potential in my life
(Oh Major, don’t go)
All I could do is smile and think about what I’ve already overcome with my mama with my brothers and my sisters
It’s hard for ya’ll to tell me anything at this point
(Oh Major, don’t go)

[Verse 2]
Word on the streets is that the streets need a new hero
From ground zero, me, Demrick, Reezy, and Euros
When it’s time to cut the check we gotta keep that love and respect
Not letting no one fuck me over or make me fucking stress
Nigga where your daily hustle?
Don’t make it a situation
If you wanna speak on the shit you thinking you better articulate it
From Flint to Vegas, I’m out here still tryna keep it legit
Dealing with a domino effect
The shit leading to similar events
So I keep a team with sense
In my defense we do not attract niggas that’s gon’ pretend
Ya’ll better get with it, eliminating all the hate and the critics
Committed, putting Vegas on the map, and who gon’ say that he didn’t
Coming with the vision and I’m ready
Everything I gotta earn
Now I’m feelin’ like a expert
All I wanna do is learn
Steve Jobs with the net worth
Only coming with the max shit
This is me, I had to go and get in tune
Twisting them fronto leaves getting high just to find the truth

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[Outro Spoken]
Nothing can come between you and your destiny
You and your greatness
Only you can stop you
(Oh Major, don’t go)
You don’t gotta lean on nothing to be great
Lean on your motherfucking mind
Lean on your conscience, lean on the fact that you can go find that knowledge yourself
Be your own inspiration my nigga
(Oh Major, don’t go)
(Oh Major, don’t go)
I hope them is tears of joy
(Oh Major, don’t go)

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O.c. – Special Lyrics

O.C.
Special Lyrics

[O.C.]
Yo… aiyyo relax your mind and let your conscience be free
And get down with the sounds of this nigga O.C.
Walkin the streets, chicks hawkin me
You ask why? (Why?) That’s how it ought to be
Draw your own conclusion, seperate the real from illusion
The fake one dealin with confusion
My kindred spirit will burn ’til, God douse my flame
‘Til then, forever I’ll reign
The level of my game is like, a smooth fadeaway jumpshot
by Jordan in the last few seconds
Crab niggaz hecklin, hopin I’ll miss
It’s all net when, ball fall through like swish
Embarassin to me, there’s none other
Fine as, Donnie Brasco, my steez deep cover
Thoughts caress you, may God bless you
For all listenin ears comin from, truly yours
Somethin special

[Chorus]
(special – wooooo) Yeah
I know it, I feel it, I see it, I know I’m
(special – wooooo) Uh-huh
I live it, I breathe it, I eat it, I know I’m
(special – wooooo) Word
I know it, I feel it, I see it, I know I’m
(special – wooooo)

[O.C.]
Check, yo
Got a vendetta with myself, why I haven’t had a had a million sold
Knowin what I spit made of gold
Life and ‘dro spark it, move your ass
while the blunt flame illuminate the darkness
Smoke yellow, O-thello, thoughts flow mellow
Who the hell gon’ tell O what I already know?
It’s a thin line between fine wine and Ripple
Good wine you let it breathe in that glass of crystal
Take a sip, swish it in your gums for taste
The act itself, the ambience is what I embrace
All attention’s on me, it’s been a long time
Praise to God, one through nine, O is the dime
Over the hill? I’m far from it; you name it I done it
I been here before like Muhammad – check
Thoughts caress you, may God bless you
For all listenin ears comin from, truly yours
Somethin special

[Chorus]

[O.C.]
Yeah… yo
It seems like a, mic was made so I can speak my piece
Or like a, defense lawyer who preparin his brief
Convince a jury not to convict, who he defendin for his freedom
Fake niggaz in my life, I don’t need ’em
Ask around ’bout my stats at bat
I plant my feet, and point it, send it out of the park
The ball defy gravity, attached to yo’ ass like a cavity
Thoughts blurry, mines got clarity
The world ain’t, parallel to mines, go ’round
like a carousel ride, I got – nothin to hide
Hollywood even want in, your typecast characters I won’t play ’em
Rules I refuse obeyin; stern like an oxen
Fight more bouts than a one-day session knockin out songs like Jack Johnson
F what the rest do, O got the record
And call like God answerin your prayers and affairs, I’m

[Chorus]

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Camila Cabello – OMG (feat. Quavo)

[Verse 1: Camila Cabello]
Baby, what’cha say?
I ain’t here to, I ain’t here to conversate
Baby, I don’t play
From Miami, causin’ trouble in LA
Rowdy, Tennessee
If I don’t send for you, best not come for me
Jordan, 23
Guarantee you’re gonna wanna leave with me

[Chorus: Camila Cabello]
I got that li-li-li-life
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
Ooh, my God, you look good today
Ooh, my God, you look good today, yeah
Back up, back up, back up, do it slow-mo
When she drop, it bounce back like a yo-yo
Ooh, my God, you look good today
You look good today, yeah
Oh my God

[Post-Chorus: Quavo & Camila Cabello]
Oh my God, yah, uh
Oh my God, you’re awesome (oh my God)
Oh my God, yah, uh
Oh my God, you’re awesome (oh my God)
Oh my God, yah, uh
Oh my God, you’re awesome (oh my God)
Oh my God, yah

[Verse 2: Camila Cabello]
Ice cold, like my drink
Lose your concentration when you take a sip, yeah (sip it, sip it)
Cyclone, make it spin
‘Cause all I, all I, all I, all I do is win
Yeah, I’m cut like a diamond, I’m cold
4 A.M., bloom like a rose
Girls like the summer, we’re gold, uh

[Chorus: Camila Cabello]
We got that li-li-li-life
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through (yeah, yeah)
Ooh, my God, you look good today
Ooh, my God, you look good today, yeah
Back up, back up, back up, do it slow-mo
When she drop, it bounce back like a yo-yo
Ooh, my God (my God), you look good today
You look good today, yeah
Oh my God

[Post-Chorus: Quavo & Camila Cabello]
Oh my God, yah, uh
Oh my God, you’re awesome (oh my God)
Oh my God, yah, uh
Oh my God, you’re awesome (oh my God)
Oh my God, yah, uh
Oh my God, you’re awesome (oh my God)
Oh my God, yah

[Verse 3: Quavo & Camila Cabello]
Oh my God, she’s so right, though (you know you’re so right)
Me and you, that’s a iso
Waist so small, look like lipo (li-, lipo)
Moonwalk, my diamonds Michael (Mi-, Michael)
She’s so fine, I call my best man (brr)
Ain’t no rings on her left hand (no rings)
I had a dream I was in quicksand (dream)
Then I woke up with the best plans—yah, oh my God—, yah (uh)
Oh my god, you’re awesome (yah)
Smoke more green than Boston (green)
I make a play and call ’em (yah)
Oh my God, she flossin’ (ooh)
On the cover of magazines, I’ma crown the queen (queen)
Bad and boujee, thick and pretty
I’m givin’ her wet dreams (ooh, yuh)
I’m the main reason why her friends like me (hey)
Havin’ her mad at me, tackle me like I’m an athlete (ooh, yuh)

[Chorus: Camila Cabello]
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through (yeah, yeah)
Ooh, my God, you look good today
Ooh, my God, you look good today, yeah (yah)
Back up, back up, back up, do it slow-mo
When she drop, it bounce back like a yo-yo
Ooh, my God, you look good today
You look good today, yeah
Oh my God

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OMG

Lyrics to ‘OMG’ by Camila Cabello:

–Verse 1: Camila Cabello–
Baby, what’cha say?
I ain’t here to, I ain’t here to conversate
Baby, I don’t play
From Miami, causin’ trouble in LA
Rowdy, Tennessee
If I don’t send for you, best not come for me
Jordan, 23
Guarantee you’re gonna wanna leave with me

–Chorus: Camila Cabello–
I got that la la la like
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
Woo, my God, you look good today
Woo, my God, you look good today
Back up, back it up, back up, do it slow-mo
When she drop, it bounce back like a yo-yo
Woo, my God, you look good today
You look good today, yeah
Oh my God

–Post-Chorus: Quavo & Camila Cabello–
Oh my God, yeah
Oh my God, you’re awesome (Oh my God)
Oh my God, yeah
Oh my God, you’re awesome (Oh my God)
Oh my God, yeah
Oh my God, you’re awesome (Oh my God)
Oh my God, yeah

–Verse 2: Camila Cabello–
Ice cold, like my drink
Lose your concentration when you take a sip, yeah
Cyclone, make it spin
Cause all I, all I, all I, all I do is win
Yeah I’m cut like a diamond, I’m cold
4 am, bloom like a rose
Girls like the summer, we’re cold, oh

–Chorus: Camila Cabello–
We got that la la la like
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
Woo, my God, you look good today
Woo, my God, you look good today
Back up, back it up, back up do it slow-mo
When she drop, it bounce back like a yo-yo
Woo, my God, you look good today
You look good today, yeah
Oh my God

–Post-Chorus: Quavo & Camila Cabello–
Oh my God, yeah
Oh my God, you’re awesome (Oh my God)
Oh my God, yeah
Oh my God, you’re awesome (Oh my God)
Oh my God, yeah
Oh my God, you’re awesome (Oh my God)
Oh my God, yeah

–Verse 3: Quavo–
Oh my God, she’s so right, though
Me and you, that’s a iso
Waist so small, look like lipo
Moonwalk, my diamonds Michael
She so fine, I call my best man (brrrrr)
Ain’t no rings on her left hand (no rings)
I had a dream I was in quicksand (dream)
Then I woke up with the best plans (Oh my God, yeah)
Oh my god, you’re awesome
Smoke more green than Boston (green)
I make a play and call them
Oh my God, she flossing (woo)
On the cover of magazines, I’ma crown the queen (queen)
Bad and boujee, thick and pretty
I’m givin’ her wet dreams
I’m the main reason why her friends like me
Having her mad at me, tackle me like an athlete

–Chorus: Camila Cabello–
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
Woo, my God, you look good today
Woo, my God, you look good today
Back up, back it up, back up do it slow-mo
When she drop, it bounce back like a yo-yo
Woo, my God, you look good today
You look good today, yeah
Oh my God

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Drake – Sneakin’ (feat. 21 Savage)

This is all God’s doing man you can’t plan it
But if the devil’s in the details then I’m satanic
‘Bout Take over your city and you can’t stand it
My accountant say you sinking like the Titanic
David Blaine last summer man you had to vanish
I get the hits like somebody pitching underhanded
Got my Spanish ting convinced that I know Spanish
Really when she get to talking I don’t understand it
You ain’t on it right away, you had to wait on niggas
Man I’m only 29 have some patience with us
Plus I never met nobody from my label nigga
I just pop up with the music then they pay a nigga
Shit ain’t been the same like before
I still love it but I used to love it more
Face Time with my shawty on tour
And she texting purple hearts ’cause she know that we at war

Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon’ make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in a fucked up position
You gon’ make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

Baby I’m a savage I ain’t romantic
When I come around these rappers niggas start to panic
And they pockets going under like the Titanic
Got some head last night and it was outstanding
They was hatin’ on me then and they hatin’ now
She was playing with me then but she waitin’ now
Used to sleep inside a den I got acres now
I was fighting niggas then but I’m spraying now
I don’t pay no mind to no sneak diss
I won’t spend a dime on a freak bitch
Niggas takin’ cheap shots on some cheap shit
They the type to stand in line for some free shit
Babygirl gon’ suck it ’til her jaws locked
She gon’ make me put my bitch on call block
We the ones poppin’, we the ones shoppin’
We the one droppin’, niggas we the ones
They the ones duckin’ when them heaters come
You that nigga snitchin’ on your people huh
21 savage A.K.A. The Reaper huh
Pussy niggas gettin’ shot for all that reachin’ huh

Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon’ make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in a fucked up position
Make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

I don’t need love I’m the GOAT
I just hit the beat and float
And I’m selling out arenas, but you putting on a show
I been trynna change life around for everyone I know
‘Cause if I don’t share the wealth, then how the fuck we supposed to grow
Mom’s stressed theres a lot of things we need
Chain smoking in the house it’s hard to breathe
I used to have to hit my T’s with Febreeze
Jordan pull up in the TL now I’m cheese
I’mma turn this TSX to a Benz soon
I’mma see a lot of blessings for my friends soon
150 inch screen in my bedroom
6’1" man a nigga need some leg room
Shit ain’t been the same like before
They ain’t even wanna look up at the score
Face Time with my shawty on tour
And she texting purple hearts ’cause she know we at war

Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon’ make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in a fucked up position
Make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

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Krewella – Fortune (feat. Diskord)

[Verse 1]
Pull up on the party with an army
Our guns inked up like a Harley Hells Angel on the one
Like a bull in a china shop, steaming like buns
Coming in like a wrecking ball, you gon’ need a Tylenol

[Pre-Chorus]
Luck is going all the way up
Love is raining like paper
Rolling downtown with a couple young guys
We got everything that we could ever want

[Chorus]
Whole city on my back like Jordan
No, money can’t buy this fortune
Got a squad homegrown and foreign
No, money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this
Bulletproof love, you know this
Got me like a 24-karat fortress
They can keep the cash and the Porsches
‘Cause money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this fortune

[Post-Chorus]
‘Cause money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this fortune
Fortune

[Verse 2]
Diamonds are forever, but a girl’s best friend
Is a bank full of ride-or-dies stickin’ ’til the end
We stay mobbin’ the party
But no, we ain’t the Godless
We come in peace from the East
Pakistan to Miami

[Pre-Chorus]
Luck is going all the way up
Love is raining like paper
Rolling downtown with a couple young guys
We got everything that we could ever want

[Chorus]
Whole city on my back like Jordan
No, money can’t buy this fortune
Got a squad homegrown and foreign
No, money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this
Bulletproof love, you know this
Got me like a 24-karat fortress
They can keep the cash and the Porsches
‘Cause money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this fortune

[Post-Chorus]
Money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this fortune
Fortune

[Chorus]
Whole city on my back like Jordan
No, money can’t buy this fortune
Got a squad homegrown and foreign
No, money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this
Bulletproof love, you know this
Got me like a 24-karat fortress
They can keep the cash and the Porsches
‘Cause money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this fortune

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Fifth Harmony – Down (feat. Gucci Mane) (On Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
It’s Gucci
Fifth Harmony

[Verse 1: Lauren]
I need somebody with some patience
‘Cause you know I got a temperament
And yeah, you got a reputation
Nothin’ that a little love can’t fix
There ain’t no kind of situation
Where I wouldn’t cross a line for you
FBI interrogation
I would get up there and lie for you

[Pre-Chorus: Dinah]
When push come to shove
You show me love
When push come to shove, aye

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Verse 2: Normani]
You the type that I could bake for (bake for)
‘Cause baby, you know how to take that cake
And I’m the only one you wait for
‘Cause baby, you know that I’m worth the wait

[Pre-Chorus: Ally & (Lauren)]
When push come to shove
You show me love (you show me love)
When push come to shove, aye

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
It’s like Bonnie and Clyde just walked in
A gangster and his bride just walked in
We on the same team and we ballin’
Got me showin’ off my ring like I’m Jordan
And I’ma hold you down like you hold me
And I’ll never tell a soul what you told me
When I was sittin’ in the cells is when you showed me
It takes a real one to put up with the old me
That’s why you in the coupe with the low seat
That’s why we at the game on the floor seats
My diamond that they seein’ from the nosebleeds
You make ’em mad, feel like you won a trophy

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani & Lauren & {Normani} & Dinah]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (love you down)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down {down, down, down, down}
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down (I’m gon’ love you down)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (long as you’re lovin’ me, boy)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

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Fifth Harmony & Gucci Mane – Down (On Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
It’s Gucci
Fifth Harmony

[Verse 1: Lauren]
I need somebody with some patience
‘Cause you know I got a temperament
And yeah, you got a reputation
Nothin’ that a little love can’t fix
There ain’t no kind of situation
Where I wouldn’t cross a line for you
FBI interrogation
I would get up there and lie for you

[Pre-Chorus: Dinah]
When push come to shove
You show me love
When push come to shove, aye

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Verse 2: Normani]
You the type that I could bake for (bake for)
‘Cause baby, you know how to take that cake
And I’m the only one you wait for
‘Cause baby, you know that I’m worth that wait

[Pre-Chorus: Ally & (Lauren)]
When push come to shove
You show me love (you show me love)
When push come to shove, aye

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
It’s like Bonnie and Clyde just walked in
A gangster and his bride just walked in
We on the same team and we ballin’
Got me showin’ off my ring like I’m Jordan
And I’ma hold you down like you hold me
And I’ll never tell a soul what you told me
When I was sittin’ in the cells is when you showed me
It takes a real one to put up with the old me
That’s why you in the coupe with the low seat
That’s why we at the game on the floor seats
My diamond that they seein’ from the nosebleeds
You make ’em mad, feel like you won a trophy

[Chorus: Lauren + {Normani}: together & Dinah]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (love you down)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down {down, down, down, down}
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down (I’m gon’ love you down)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (long as you’re lovin’ me, boy)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

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Vic Mensa – Rage

[Intro]
Command, we’ve lost control
The engine’s bound to crash
The lightning strikes went bright
Do not go gently…
It’s just my luck
You shot my bluff down from a thousand miles
I’m falling fast
I’m falling fast

[Chorus]
I want you to rage into the night
I want you to blaze into the light
Before your final flight
But boy, you’re fine, you’re fine
I want you to rage into the night
I want you to know, know you’re right
Before your final flight
Racing, racing, red eyes are burning rogue

[Verse 1]
I always wondered whether leaving meant something deeper than freedom
To be able to see everything I see when I’m sleeping
Niggas waking up with no job, no mob lynching, we still hangin’
White man telling niggas to ball like Phil Jackson
Pray to Jordan, the play was enough to put up the bail
And a train don’t stop and we ain’t have to ride the rails
Gas in the tank, hardly enough to make it home
They say home is where the hate is, I’m from where they kill their own
Probably film it on their phone, a generation addicted
To technology, the problems we face, it’s so conflicted
To take the burning road and just roll with the punches
Niggas thought I was gone, I Derrick Rose from the trenches
Same fences we jumped as a shorty still in the way
Sometimes I wish I could fly far, far away
Where my sins fall down like pouring rain
Almost slipped my knot, hope I don’t fall again
Standing on my feet, feel so small to look into space
It’s heavy just to stare up there and wonder what waits
So much we still don’t understand, still right in front of our face
I light a match, for the jets

[Chorus]
I want you to rage into the night
I want you to blaze into the light
Before your final flight
Before your final flight
But boy, you’re fine, you’re fine
I want you to rage into the night
I want you to know, know you’re right
Before your final flight
Before your final flight
Racing, racing, red eyes are burning rogue

[Bridge]
Riding a burning road
Running low, not a soul who could know
It’s every man who swept the burning ashes from the road

[Verse 2]
I pull the halloween pistol out of the trunk
Inside my mouth, if it was real, but I would dunk
That’s fucking dumb
How many thousand of kids would like to have mine?
Without a clue about the times I gave my life to have time
I’m tired of waiting
Tired of chasing pills that I’m tired of taking
Tired of court cases, tired of judges
Tired of saying "Fuck it"
Tired of balling around the present, decided this shit’s a gift
Two shots to life, only got one to live
You could lose it any night
Or down it in a fit
Or win a championship game
As a man, I feel pain
As a king, I feel reign
Ask me how I deal with fame
As I write you from my basement
The cards ain’t changed yet
Niggas on 47, still dealing the same shit
Rocks, blow
Ducking cops and clothes
Came into the world naked
Now I’m in all this BAPE shit
Tryna buy a Rolex, can’t even face time
I feel like it’s all wasted
The underground getting wasted
I spent 1500 on these bottles and this table
I shake it before I pop, I promise I’m not stable
But that boy do got horse power
Ignore hours
These days I lose track of days
Been years since I felt this way
Count on me to rage

[Outro]
Before the final flight
Before the final flight
I want you to rage
I want you to know, know you’re right

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Rage – Vic Mensa lyrics

Lyrics Vic Mensa – Rage

Command, we’ve lost control
The engine’s bound to crash
The lightning strikes went bright
Do not go gently…
It’s just my luck
You shot my bluff down from a thousand miles
I’m falling fast
I’m falling fast.(rage)

I want you to rage into the night
I want you to blaze into the light
Before your final flight
But boy, you’re fine, you’re fine
I want you to rage into the night
I want you to know, know you’re right
Before your final flight
Racing, racing, red eyes are burning rogue.

I always wondered whether leaving meant something deeper than freedom
To be able to see everything I see when I’m sleeping
Niggas waking up with no job, no mob lynching, we still hangin’
White man telling niggas to ball like Phil Jackson
Pray to Jordan, the play was enough to put up the bail
And a train don’t stop and we ain’t have to ride the rails
Gas in the tank, hardly enough to make it home
They say home is where the hate is, I’m from where they kill their own
Probably film it on their phone, a generation addicted
To technology, the problems we face, it’s so conflicted
To take the burning road and just roll with the punches
Niggas thought I was gone, I Derrick Rose from the trenches
Same fences we jumped as a shorty still in the way
Sometimes I wish I could fly far, far away
Where my sins fall down like pouring rain
Almost slipped my knot, hope I don’t fall again
Standing on my feet, feel so small to look into space
It’s heavy just to stare up there and wonder what waits
So much we still don’t understand, still right in front of our face
I light a match, for the jets.

I want you to rage into the night
I want you to blaze into the light
Before your final flight
Before your final flight
But boy, you’re fine, you’re fine
I want you to rage into the night
I want you to know, know you’re right
Before your final flight
Before your final flight
Racing, racing, red eyes are burning rogue.

Riding a burning road
Running low, not a soul who could know
It’s every man who swept the burning ashes from the road.

I pull the halloween pistol out of the trunk
Inside my mouth, if it was real, but I would dunk
That’s fucking dumb
How many thousand of kids would like to have mine?
Without a clue about the times I gave my life to have time
I’m tired of waiting versuri-lyrics.info
Tired of chasing pills that I’m tired of taking
Tired of court cases, tired of judges
Tired of saying “F**k it”
Tired of balling around the present, decided this s**t’s a gift
Two shots to life, only got one to live
You could lose it any night
Or down it in a fit
Or win a championship game
As a man, I feel pain
As a king, I feel reign
Ask me how I deal with fame
As I write you from my basement
The cards ain’t changed yet
Niggas on 47, still dealing the same s**t
Rocks, blow
Ducking cops and clothes
Came into the world naked
Now I’m in all this BAPE s**t
Tryna buy a Rolex, can’t even face time
I feel like it’s all wasted
The underground getting wasted
I spent 1500 on these bottles and this table
I shake it before I pop, I promise I’m not stable
But that boy do got horse power
Ignore hours
These days I lose track of days
Been years since I felt this way
Count on me to rage.

Before the final flight
Before the final flight
I want you to rage
I want you to know, know you’re righttt.
Vic Mensa lyrics
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2 Chainz – Burglar Bars Lyrics (feat. Monica)

2 CHAINZ
Burglar Bars Lyrics (feat. Monica)

As I met 2 Chainz a few minutes ago, as I gazed into his face,
I felt that I was in the presence of royalty.
There’s a certain power presence that he gives off

I tried to be, everything you want and need

‘Cause you got a deep title don’t mean that you deep
Substance shallow on shit creek, I heard Cole speak
About the bricks, Kendrick got Compton lit
And I’ve been lit ever since I sold nicks
Never fabricated about my fabric, the scale, that’s my apparatus
I give a f**k about the sorriest rappers
This actually happened, path in the back pathogenic
Moved that blow out like we were afrocentric
I had a front row entry, I had the codeine kidney
I made up the Bentiaga truck, you owe me a Bentley
This the rap Ken Griffey, got at least 10 with me
Got at least 10 on me, I’m anti-phony
My girl anti-bony and she get that money
I bought all this shit, don’t go acting anti on me
It’s Mr. Epps in the bank, I give a F what you think
I bought a Tesla today, there’s nothing left in your tank
I did everything except a f**king song with Jay
But I murdered every song I f**king did with Ye
See my verses are better and my subject is realer
See my mom was an addict and my dad was the dealer
And their son is that nigga, I’m no Black activist
I’m a Black millionaire, give you my Black ass to kiss
We used the tree for a fence, I used to land in the trench
Used to dust myself off, then I eat me some shrimp
Coulda did anything, I coulda been me a pimp
I coulda went to the league, I took it straight to the rim
I took it straight to the block, I got Xans in my sock
I got plans for the pot, I got bands, you do not, huh

Yeah, you a miracle.
Right now, if you hear this, you’re a miracle,
I want you to know that.
If you’re able to hear this right now, you are a miracle.
Straight up, no kapp

I’m more Gucci than Vans, give you a Gucci advance
This the chance of your life, you ain’t prepared for your life
See the man without a mic is just a mic gimmick
Anyone, Jordan, Jackson, Tyson, Bivens
Phone number unlisted
Gave her the digits to a number that is long distance
She on the wrong mission and got my palm itching
I had it on me, you can see it in my prom pictures, ugh

I’m telling you, niggas like me fall out the sky.
You don’t just bump into me. I’m a real blessing, bro, nah, for real, bro

You know the times is rough, you know the times is hard
I never trust my neighbors, so we got burglar bars
You know the times is rough you know the times is hard
I never trust my neighbors so we got burglar bars, Lord, yeah, okay
You know the times is rough you know the times is hard
I never trust my neighbors so we got burglar bars
You know the times is rough you know the times is hard
I never trust my neighbors so we got burglar bars, Lord, Lord

Lord knows
Woke up today, gave thanks
Grateful to see another day, then the storm came
As the night falls, I shed my blood, sweat and tears
Let the rain fall, let it fall, let it fall
One day
Your love will take me right over the stars, Lord knows

That soulful trap music, man.
Yeah, I’m talkin’ ’bout Section 8, I’m talkin’ ’bout the ‘partments.
You stay in the middle, someone stay on top of you, someone stay below you.
What you know about grabbing a broom and shit and hitting upstairs like, “Y’all stop f**king stomping!
Y’all stop walking so mothaf**kin’ hard!”
Then the people downstairs, they doing the same shit to us.
Tru, trill shit

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Camila Cambello – OMG (oh My God) lyrics

Baby, what’cha say?
I ain’t here to, I ain’t here to conversate
Baby, I don’t play
From Miami causing trouble in LA
Rowdy Tennessee,
If I ask them for you, best not come for me
Jordan, 23
Guarantee you’re gonna wanna leave with me

I got that la la la la
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
(Oh) my God, you look good today
(Oh) my God, you look good today
Back up, back up, back up do it slow-mo
Yeah she drop that, bounce back like a yo-yo
(Oh) my God, you look good today
You look good today
Oh my God

Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God

Ice cold, like my drink
Lose your concentration when you take a sip, yeah
Cyclone, make it spin
Cause all I, all I, all I do is win
Yeah I’m cut like a diamond, I’m coal
Follow you I’ll bloom like a rose,
Cross like the sun when we go

Oooh
We got that la la la la
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
(Oh) my God, you look good today
(Oh) my God, you look good today
Back up, back up, back up do it slow-mo
Yeah she drop that, bounce back like a yo-yo
(Oh) my God, you look good today
You look good today
Oh my God

Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God

We got that la la la la
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
(Oh) my God, you look good today
(Oh) my God, you look good today
Back up, back up, back up do it slow-mo
Yeah she drop that, bounce back like a yo-yo
(Oh) my God, you look good today
You look good today
Oh my God

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Amine – Blinds

[Verse 1]
Every day I’m counting up my paper
Petty niggas hate, the ones in public with the vapors
Leave ’em in the dust and then we tell ’em see you later
Only people that truly know me is my mama and my maker
Shawty, you like my freeform dreads
I love it when she give a nigga freeform head
It’s the banana boy, favorite color you know
Yellow is the new black, and I’m Mr. Caputo

[Chorus]
Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
Don’t want to hear you chime
I want to see me glisten
Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
Don’t want to hear you chime
I want to see me glisten

[Verse 2]
Dreads like Bob Marley
Hardly ever call these hoes, I’m too gnarly
Look like George Forman, couldn’t afford Jordan’s
Talk to informant, never, I’m important
Maybe I might die
Baby girl, I’m the cream of the crop
Creme de la creme, got the juice so they jock
Women in my city treat a nigga like I’m Diddy
Pimpin’ ain’t a thang, I’m independent with my lane
Aminé very fly, Aminé don’t even try
He raps and then he dips, he never singin’ for no tricks
Turn on your TV, then you might see me
Aminé don’t give a fuck because I know that I’m the shit

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Tu no metes cabra – Bad Bunny letra

Letra Bad Bunny – Tu no metes cabra

Cuando ustedes me ven, yo sé que tiemblan
Yo estoy ready 24 hours
El Father, pídanme la bendición
/Tú no metes cabra, saramambiche/(x7)
Y si te me esbocas, nos vamos al switche.(tu no metes cabra)

Yeh, estoy subiendo como espuma
Prendiéndole en la cara al que no fuma
Ando con Adidas veloces como un puma
El Undertaker saliendo de la bruma
Y se apagan las luces, prende el wax para que me muses
Tú no metes cabra, tú no luces
No es el Mercedes, es quien lo conduce
Y dime que son Retro sin un Jordan que las use
Evita el delay versuri-lyrics.info
Aquí si no te ponchamos, te damos doble play
No existe replay, son Miami sin Lebron y Wade
Nos vamos a switcher, aunque me fichen
Me tiran pero soy un pitcher
Tu jeva loca que me la chiche
Yo matando y tú mirando en los bleacher.

/Tú no metes cabra, saramambiche/ (x7)
Y si te me esbocas, nos vamos al switche.

Yo controlo la calle sin ser bichote
Un melón y pico entre el pote
Yo tengo el pique flow chipotle
Shaquille O’Neal debajo del aro
Nadie me quita un rebote
La nueva religión, yo soy la nueva era
El responsable de que ustedes se cayeran
Apartamento frente al mar, lo tengo de pecera
Y el sour diesel directo de la nevera
Se bebe y se chinga como en prom
Yo soy un hijueputa.com
En el VIP soy Donald Trump
Yo tengo to’ Gucci hasta las foam, yehhh.

/Tú no metes cabra, saramambiche/(x7)
Y si te me esbocas, nos vamos al switcheee.
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Blinds – Amine lyrics

Lyrics Amine – Blinds

Every day I’m counting up my paper
Petty niggas hate, the ones in public with the vapors
Leave ’em in the dust and then we tell ’em see you later
Only people that truly know me is my mama and my maker
Shawty, you like my free form dreads
I love it when she give a nigga free form head
It’s the banana boy, favorite color you know
Yellow is the new black, and I’m Mr. Caputo.(blinds)

Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
Don’t want to hear you chime
I want to see me glisten
Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
Don’t want to hear you chime
I want to see me glisten.

Dreads like Bob Marley
Hardly ever call these h**s, I’m too gnarly
Look like George Forman, couldn’t afford Jordan’s
Talk to informant, never, I’m important
Maybe I might die versuri-lyrics.info
Baby girl, I’m the cream of the crop
Creme de la creme, got the juice so they jock
Women in my city treat a nigga like I’m Diddy
Pimpin’ ain’t a thang, I’m independent with my lane
Aminé very fly, Aminé don’t even try
He raps and then he dips, he never singin’ for no tricks
Turn on your TV, then you might see me
Aminé don’t give a f*ck because I know that I’m the shittt.
Amine lyrics
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Vic Mensa – Rage Lyrics

(Intro)
Command, we’ve lost control
The engine’s bound to crash
The lightning strikes went bright
Do not go gently
It’s just my luck
You shot my bluff down from a thousand miles
I’m falling fast
I’m falling fast

(Chorus)
I want you to rage into the night
I want you to blaze into the light
Before your final flight
But boy, you’re fine, you’re fine
I want you to rage into the night
I want you to know, know you’re right
Before your final flight
Racing, racing, red eyes are burning rogue

(Verse 1)
I always wondered whether leaving meant something deeper than freedom
To be able to see everything I see when I’m sleeping
Ni**as waking up with no job, no mob lynching, we still hanging
White man telling ni**as to ball like Phil Jackson
Pray to Jordan, the play was enough to put up the bail
And a train don’t stop
And we ain’t have to ride the rails
Gas in the tank, hardly enough to make it home
They say home is where the hate is
I’m from where they kill their own
Probably film it on their phone, a generation addicted
To take knowledge and problems we face, and so conflicted
To take the burning road and just roll with the punches
Ni**as thought I was gone, I Derrick Rose from the trenches
Same fences we jumped as a shawty still in the way
Sometimes I wish I could fly far, far away
Where my sins fall down like pouring rain
I’m on slip my knot, hope I don’t fall again
Standing on my feet, I feel so small to look into space
It’s heavy just to stare up there and wonder what waits
So much we still don’t understand, still right in front of our face
I light a match, for the jets

(Chorus)
I want you to rage into the night
I want you to blaze into the light
Before your final flight
Before your final flight
But boy, you’re fine, you’re fine
I want you to rage into the night
I want you to know, know you’re right
Before your final flight
Before your final flight
Racing, racing, red eyes are burning rogue

(Bridge)
Riding a burning road
Running low, not a soul who could know
It’s every man who swept the burning ashes from the road

(Verse 2)
I put the halloween pistol out the trunk
Inside my mouth, if it was real, but I would dunk
That’s f**king done
How many thousand of kids would like to have mine?
Without a clue of the times I gave my life to have time
I’m tired of waiting
Tired of chasing pills that I’m tired of taking
Tired of court cases, tired of judges
Tired of saying f**k it
Tired of balling around the president, deciding this s**ts a gift
Two shots to life, only got one to live
You could lose it any night
Or down it in a fit
Or win a championship game
As a man I feel pain
As a king, I feel reign
Ask me how I deal with fame
As I write you from my basement
The cards ain’t changed yet
Ni**as on 47 still dealing the same shit
Rocks, blows, ducking cops and clothes
Came into the world naked, now I’m in all this BAPE shit
Tryna buy a Rolex, can’t even face time
I feel like it’s all wasted
The underground getting wasted
I spent 1500 on these bottles and this table
I shake it before I pop, I promise I’m not stable
But that boy do got horse power, ignore hours
These days I lose tracks of days, been years since I felt this way
Count on me to rage

(Outro)
Before the final flight
Before the final flight
I want you to rage
I want you to know, know you’re right

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Fifth Harmony – Down (feat. Gucci Mane)

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
It’s Gucci
Fifth Harmony

[Verse 1: Lauren]
I need somebody with some patience
‘Cause you know I got a temperament
And yeah, you got a reputation
Nothin’ that a little love can’t fix
There ain’t no kind of situation
Where I wouldn’t cross a line for you
FBI interrogation
I would get up there and lie for you

[Pre-Chorus: Dinah]
When push come to shove
You show me love
When push come to shove, aye

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Verse 2: Normani]
You the type that I could bake for (bake for)
‘Cause baby, you know how to take that cake
And I’m the only one you wait for
‘Cause baby, you know that I’m worth the wait

[Pre-Chorus: Ally & (Lauren)]
When push come to shove
You show me love (you show me love)
When push come to shove, aye

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
It’s like Bonnie and Clyde just walked in
A gangster and his bride just walked in
We on the same team and we ballin’
Got me showin’ off my ring like I’m Jordan
And I’ma hold you down like you hold me
And I’ll never tell a soul what you told me
When I was sittin’ in the cells is when you showed me
It takes a real one to put up with the old me
That’s why you in the coupe with the low seat
That’s why we at the game on the floor seats
My diamond that they seein’ from the nosebleeds
You make ’em mad, feel like you won a trophy

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani & Lauren & {Normani} & Dinah]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (love you down)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down {down, down, down, down}
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down (I’m gon’ love you down)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (long as you’re lovin’ me, boy)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

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Binary Star – Shogun (Waterworld 3 Album)

It’s so real
So ill
Swallow a pill
Gargle and spill
Oil
Automobile
Control the wheel
Burn Rubber appeal
Never let the motor chill
Seen more faces than Poker deals

Tank tops, bare arms
where the soldiers kill
Pythons
with Hogan appeal
Holdin’ the steel
Blazin’ guns

Raisin in the Sun
Hot as oat meal

I Write poems for thrill
They bite like a Doberman’s grill
Fade you like the Barber of a Seville
Maybe it’s over ya head
Maybe you over the hill
like O’Neal
It don’t take a Kobe to squeal

Or the Coffee holdin’ the milk
But not the Cream
get the money
dolla dolla bill
Fill the envelope
Nope
broken the seal

You’ coming up stiletto
We ballin’ like Wilt strollin’ on stilts
Fully built,
You think like the Wolf blowin’ at pigs
You’ too soft,
It feel like the wind blowing at silk

The rain blowing
the brainstorming
The lightening bolt on the hill
Verse electrifying eel
Power for a drill
In the flesh
Like the fangs Cobras reveal
Throw the staff like Moses will

Speaking of the spoken,
God-chosen
I throw’em a deal
Everybody know that it’s real/Isreal

Politics
Palestine
time to go for your shield
The only hope for Khalil
Muhammad spoke to Ji’bril
It’s less snow on the window sill
The more colder it feel

Devoted to explode it at will
Fuck ball, got bigger Jordan’s to fill
You Jack while I’m bonin’ my Jill
It’s the Bad Boy Daily
Coach of the Year
The moment you fear
Feel
Still
yeah

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Fifth Harmony – Down Lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
It’s Gucci
Fifth Harmony

[Verse 1: Lauren]
I need somebody with some patience
‘Cause you know I got a temperament
And yeah, you got a reputation
Nothin’ that a little love can’t fix
There ain’t no kinda situation
Where I wouldn’t cross a line for you
FBI interrogation
I would get up there and lie for you

[Pre-Chorus: Dinah]
When push come to shove
You show me love
When push come to shove, aye

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Verse 2: Normani]
You the type that I could bake for (bake for)
‘Cause baby, you know how to take that cake
And I’m the only one you wait for
‘Cause baby, you know that I’m worth the wait

[Pre-Chorus: Ally & (Lauren)]
When push come to shove
You show me love (you show me love)
When push come to shove, aye

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
It’s like Bonnie and Clyde just walked in
A gangster and his bride just walked in
We on the same team and we ballin’
Got me showin’ off my ring like I’m Jordan
And I’ma hold you down like you hold me
And I’ll never tell a soul what you told me
When I was sittin’ in the cells is when you showed me
It takes a real one to put up with the old me
That’s why you in the coupe with the low seat
That’s why we at the game on the floor seats
My diamond that they seein’ from the nosebleeds
You make ’em mad, feel like you won a trophy

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani & Dinah]
Long as you’re holding me {down}, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (love you down)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (down, down, down)
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down (i’m gon’ love you down)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (long as you’re lovin’ me, boy)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

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24 – Ambkor letra

Letra Ambkor – 24

Mas solo que 1, son las 2, llevo 3 cubatas, mi mundo
Patas arriba y tu a 4 patas, un 5 no va a ser suficiente,
Ni un 6, demonio perdi mis 7 vidas y aun no te conozco,
Mas chulo que un 8, rozando el 9, aspirando al 10.(24)

No beses mis pies, mira mis ojos, un amor tan ciego
Acabara en la 11, no habia nada que decir pero
Follando nos dieron las 12, fuiste mi 14, mi cianuro en
La comida si 14 vidas son 2 gatos aun nos queda vida.

Eh que hiko de p*ta que flow del 15, cuando salgo
al campo los novatis fingen esquinzes y aun queda
alguno que pregunta cuanto amor le pongo, perdi
la virginidad a los 16 con mi rap de fondo, compongo

Lo que quiero p*ta eso es asi, lo rompo porque me
Rompi, soy un p*to Beatlen suena 17, mas
de 18 ya en DNI, sigues oyendome a mi, no tengo
mucho que decir por eso guardo, mas atractivo por

Callar que por contarlo, si vas sl golf ve al hoyo 19,
es mi consejo, 20 cigarillos y lo dejo, ni saben ni
quien sin, le preguntan al espejo, ho me miro al espejo
y me toco con mi reflejo, soy un nino que teme ser

Viejo, en el siglo 21 tu con Iphone yo con Ron Anejo,
22 jugones hoy habra partido, tu eres el 23 y yo tu
Versuri-lyrics.info
Jordan condenado a estar contigo.

24, me matas o te mato, yo ya no hago tratos con
novatos, pasare a la historia y quiero mi retrato si
empiezas por mi polla shh..

24, me matas o te mato, yo ya no hago tratos con
novatos, pasare a la historia y quiero mi retrato, si
empiezas por mi polla tienes para rato. lobo negro,
Ambkor, hemos vuelto a hacerlo, es lo que hay loca, que maravilla.
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Termanology – We’re Both Wrong (feat. Saigon)

[Verse 1: Saigon]
How could we have respect for you?
Look what we subjected to
Supposed to serve and protect
You acting all unprofessional
Restraining a man is not grabbing him by his testicles
Sucker getting a gun and a badge and get disrespectful
I’ll tell you why this shit is so stressful
’cause we been going through it since we came to America
On a vessel
Pick up a social studies book every time that they mention us
They was even enslaving us, trading us or was lynching us
So what’s the big difference?
Whether it’s a rope or a scope, the objective is to go out and hit niggas
Speaking this from the heart
I been doing the knowledge
We’re seeing that slavery was never truly abolished
They making uzis with dollars they can use for the colleges
What is this?
This is the movement of tricknologists
The only thing we’re doing wrong is not fighting back
You ain’t got the light to rap but you know what’s right and exact, jack

[Hook: Saigon]
How the hell am I wrong?
When your people been doing my people wrong for so long
Now all we got is the hope and the focus to hold on
Y’all been killing us for so long, it can’t go on
How we both wrong?

[Verse 2: Termanology]
If they shoot at us, they probably get awarded
If we shoot at them, they popping us when they spot us
It’s harder to live life, more conscious and like marauders
And focus on the problem of who could fix it in office
Then picking up a bottle, a bitch, and a couple garcia’s
And heading to the crib, to kick it and get some knowledge
Do we want knowledge? And bread for our toddlers?
Saved in accounts or more belts and wallets
And me I’m part of the problem, purchasing gucci products
Before, I put away that money for my daughters collage
And still a great father but times are getting harder
No money for private school, I guess should go harder
Tryna lock in in stability, cuz of my family history
All of them died broke, so I’m tryna be the remedy
Our ghetto kids never inherit no stocks and bonds
That’s something to think about
When you putting them Jordan’s on

[Hook: Saigon & Termanology]
How the hell am I wrong?
When your people been doing my people wrong for so long
Now all we got is the hope and the focus to hold on
Y’all been killing us for so long, it can’t go on
How we both wrong?, damn

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Lyrics

Kanye West – Feedback (Dorian_Ye Version) Lyrics

[Intro]
I’ve been outta my mind a long time
I’ve been outta my mind a long time

[Hook]
Ayy, y’all heard about the good news?
Y’all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze?
Wake up, nigga, wake up
We bout to get this paper

[Verse 1]
Money never made me
Make me do something? Nah, can’t make me
Even if the money low, can’t pay me
Even if the money low, can’t play me

[Hook]
Ayy, y’all heard about the good news?
Y’all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze?
Wake up, nigga, wake up
We bout to get this paper

[Verse 2]
Pablo bought a Roley and a rottweiler
Seem like the more fame, I only got wilder
Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us
Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us
I’ve been outta my mind a long time
I’ve been outta my mind a long time
I’ve been saying how I feel at the wrong time
Might not come when you want but I’m on time

[Hook]
Ayy, y’all heard about the good news?
Y’all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze?
Wake up, nigga, wake up
We ’bout to get this paper

[Verse 3]
I can’t let these people play me
Name one genius that ain’t crazy
Follow our father
You borrow our motto
I’m a Chicago south sider
I’m a Chicago south sider

[Hook]
Ayy, y’all heard about the good news?
Y’all sleeping on your boy, had a good snooze?
Wake up, nigga, wake up
It’s time to get the paper

[Verse 4]
I’ve been outta my mind a long time
I’ve been outta my mind a long time
I know, I know, I shouldn’t even bother
With all these gossiping, no-pussy-getting bloggers
Fashion show in Gotham, I need another costume
PETA’s mad cause I made a jacket outta possum
Awesome, Steve Jobs mixed with Steve Austin
Rich slave in the fabric store picking cotton
If Hov J then every Jordan need a Rodman
Man, Jay, they don’t really want no problems
Driving in the same car that they killed Pac in
Driving in the same urrr that they killed Pac in
Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us
Hands up, hands up, then the cops shot us

[Outro]
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Wait a second, everybody here, I’m the ghetto Oprah
You know what that mean? You get a fur! You get a fur!
You get a jet! You get a jet! Big booty bitch for you! Woo!