Monthly Archives: December 2017

Ed Sheeran – Perfect Symphony (feat. Andrea Bocelli)

[Verse 2: Andrea Bocelli]
Sei la mia donna
Mi baci piano ed io torno ad esistere
Cogli i miei sogni e i miei segreti molto di più
Dentro la nostra musica
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
Spero che un giorno, l’amore che ci ha accompagnato
"Tu stasera, vedi, sei perfetta per me"
Oh darling, just dive right in and follow my lead
Stretti forte e poi, a piedi nudi noi
Nulla è impossibile
Diventi casa, la mia famiglia, diventi noi
Ballo con te, nell’oscurità
Quanto ti ho aspettato
La forza delle onde del mare
[Chorus 3: Ed Sheeran & Andrea Bocelli]
E nel tuo sguardo crescerò
[Chorus: Ed Sheeran]
Perché sei un angelo e io ti ho aspettato
Ti ho guardato ridere e sussurando ho detto:
Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me
‘Cause we were just kids when we fell in love
Perché tu stasera sei perfetta per me
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favourite song

Ho creduto sempre in noi
And in your eyes, you’re holding mine
Ballo con te, nell’oscurità

Stretti forte e poi, a piedi nudi noi
Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms
I will not give you up this time
I found a love for me
[Verse 1: Ed Sheeran]

Not knowing what it was
Dentro la nostra musica
But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own
Stavolta non ti lascerò
E siamo sempre bambini ma

Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet
[Chorus 2: Andrea Bocelli]
But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

LION BABE – Rockets (feat. Moe Moks)

Got me feelin’ high (high)
We live, we live young
[Pre-Chorus: Jillian Hervey & Moe Moks]
Young queen Cleopatra
Been feelin’ like a popstar
Merengue with a [?]
We live, we live
The young king with the roadster
[Verse 2: Moe Moks]
High, high
Fall into the sky
[Pre-Chorus: Jillian Hervey & Moe Moks]
We live, we live young
Got me feelin’ high (high)

We live, we live
We live, we live
We live, we live young
Sex and [?] to this
We live, we live young

Pull my hips like the salsa

Fall into the sky (high)

Fall into the sky
Ooh I’m workin’ in mi casa

We eat fishes with the pasta
All these spaceships and rockets
We live, we live young
I just want y’all to chill to record
We live, we live
High, high
We live, we live young
Fall into the sky
High, high
[Chorus: Jillian Hervey]
Fall into the sky
High, high
Fall into the sky (high)
All these spaceships and rockets (high)
Heavy drinks, I’m a rockstar
[Intro: Jillian Hervey & Moe Moks]
Fall into the sky

Fall into the sky
On my spaceship I’m rockin’ (high)
All these spaceships and rockets (high)
Fly high like I’m NASA
[Outro: Jillian Hervey & Moe Moks]

Congo, wear my rasta
We live, we live young
We live, we live
[?] to this
Fall into the sky
[Verse 1: Jillian Hervey]
We live, we live
We live, we live
We live, we live
On my spaceship I’m rockin’ (high)
We live, we live
[Chorus: Jillian Hervey]
We live, we live young
[?] to this
I’m like butter on a lobster
Fall into the sky
We live, we live
Got me singin’ like I’m Chaka
We live, we live young
We live, we live

Reba McEntire – I’ll Be Home For Christmas

Oh if only in my dreams
If only in my dreams
Well, I’ll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams

And although I know it’s a long road back
I’ll be home for Christmas
And presents under the tree
Where the love life is

I’m dreaming tonight of the place I love
Darling I’ll be home for Christmas

This I promise you
You can plan on me
Even more then I usually do
Where the love life is
You know Christmas Eve will find me
So please have snow and lots of mistletoe
Oh Christmas Eve will find me

Eminem – Won’t Back Down (feat. Skylar Grey) (On Radio 1) (Live)

In other words, I’m off the meat rack
I’m an uncooked slab of beef layin’ on your kitchen floor
Oh no, I won’t back down, oh no
How you douchebags feel knowin’ you’re disposable?
[Verse 3: Eminem]
These other cats ain’t metaphorically where I’m at, man
I’ma measure my dick—shit, I need six inches more
Hittin’ licks like I’m robbin’ liquor stores
I’ll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
Does Lil’ Wayne slurp ‘zurp Does a bird chirp?
Oh no, I won’t back down, oh no
I’m ready for combat, man!”
So hit the dance-floor, cutie, while I do my duty
Psych! I’m spikin’ you like a football
You can fence in your yard
You ain’t got a lick in yours
But I won’t back down
You’re a good catch with a shitty spouse
What’s the saying? Where there’s thunder, there is light-
‘Cause they fuckin’ go bananas
But I won’t back down
Girl, shake that ass like a donkey with Parkinson’s
Better call the cops on him quick, fast
You can call out your guards
Get it? Calm Batman, nah
That I don’t need the fuckin’ swine flu to be a sick pig?
And said: “Settle your fuckin’ ass down!
What I do, I do at will
You can sound the alarm
And you can bet your stankin’ ass
Turn me back up! Are you insane?!
Split a half a pill and a Happy Meal
I’m a shit stain on the underwear of life
You can call out your guards
Swear to God, man, these broads can’t dance
Baby, crank the shit, ’cause it’s your goddamn jam
You’re addicted, I’m dope
And step on the receipt ‘fore I foot the bill
Got a pretty mouth and a good jaw

Tryin’ to talk over me in the car
Who’s knockin’ at your door, people hit the floors

You can hold all the cards
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Fuck, my dick’s big, bitch, need I remind you
But I won’t back down

Ain’t nobody who’s as bomb and as nuts
Lines are like Mom’s CAT-scans
Half a breath left on my death-bed
[Hook: Pink]
Fuck a steak slut, I’ll cut my toes off
Give me good brain, watch the wood-grain
Does a word search get circles wrapped around it
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium
I’m the longest needle around here—need a fix, ock?
You’re just small pokes, little pricks
Tryin’ to turn me down, slut, I’m talkin’ to you
Fork was in the road, took the psycho path
Makin’ cash registers shit their drawers
‘Til he burps and smoke purp?
With Chris’s force like you pissed him off
You can call out your guards
Bet you that you’ll never guess
You can call out your guards
Ma, show them how it’s done
Think you spit the rawest?
Girl, I’m too for real, lose your tooth-and-nail
In three different locations on four separate occasions?

You said that you want your punchlines a little more compact—well, shorty, I’m that man
Spaz like a goddamn Taz, yeah
I’m the shit—why you think Proof used to call me "Doody"?
But I won’t back down
Girl, forget remorse, I’ma hit you broads
Brain-dead rims, yeah, stupid wheels
Honey, I applaud that ass
Yeah, tonight, ladies, you gonna get divorced
Shut the fuck up while my shit’s playin’!
When I’m on the mic
[Verse 1: Eminem]
Girl, you think that other prick’s hot?
[Hook: Pink]
Shady’s got the mass appeal
Talented with the tongue, mothafucka
Before I sit back and let him get hotter
Like you do when I come through?
You can sound the alarm
Oh, you’re the kind of girl that I could take a likin’ to
[Hook: Pink]
-ning and they say that it never strikes twice in the same place, so how the fuck have I been hit six times
I’d like you to remind yourself of what the fuck I can do
[Hook: Pink]
Oh no, I won’t back down, oh no

You can hold all the cards

Trailer hitch attached to the back, dispatch
White trash with a half a six-pack in his hatchback
Listen, garden tool, don’t make me introduce you
Been this way since I stood a foot tall
Shady’s right back on your bitch-ass
You can sound the alarm
Don’t want no cum stain—bitch, you listenin’?
We can chill Baby, what the deal?
You can hold all the cards
You can sound the alarm
Screaming, “F that!” – yeah, super-ill

You can hold all the cards
Fox is in your drawers Make like Michael J.
Bitch, am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rappin’?
To my power tool, you know the fuckin’ drill
On this microphone; shake your booty, shorty!
Oh no, I won’t back down, oh no
Summer’s Eve, Massengill
That I’ve come to smash everything in my path
Cadillac Sevilles, coupe DeVilles
Bring the beat back, bring in two extension cords
Poison Ivy wouldn’t have me thinkin’ rash
I’m the big shot—get it, dick-snots?
Playin’ with an etch-a-sketch
You can fence in your yard
You can fence in your yard
You can fence in your yard
Shootin’ from the hip, yeah boy, I shoot to kill
Tryna fight it, try to deny it, stupid you will feel

Eminem – Berzerk (On Radio 1) (Live)

Just weird out and (go berserk) all night long
Khakis pressed, Nike shoes crispy and fresh laced, so I guess it ain’t
Just weird out and (go berserk) all night long
I say fuck it before we kick the bucket
So baby make just like K-Fed and let yourself go, let yourself go
[Hook]
That aftershave or cologne that made them just faint
[Bridge]
Hope so, now ho…
That’s the past, but I done did enough codeine to knock Future into tomorrow
So everybody, everybody (go berzerk) get your vinyls
So come get on this Kid’s rock, baw-wit-da-baw dang-dang

[Verse 2]
We’re gonna rock this house until we knock it down
But girl your body’s banging, jump me in, dang – bang-bang
We’re gonna rock this house until we knock it down
They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in Styrofoam
Girl you’re fixing to get your heart broke
[Hook]
Been public enemy since you thought PE was gym, bitch
Let your hair down and (go berserk) all night long
Guess it’s just the way that I’m dressed, ain’t it?

Got em still on the fence whether to picket
Shit head with a potty mouth, get the bar of soap lathered
All I know is I fell asleep and woke up in that Monte Carlo
[Verse 3]
But I am trying to find a way to get you alone (car note)

P-p-p pow-pow, chicka, bow, chicka, wow-wow
Word, Rick, word man you heard, but don’t be discouraged girl
Kick your shoes off
Life’s too short to not go for broke
And girl I ain’t got no money to borrow
But quick to get it impaled when I tell ’em stick it
Life’s too short to not go for broke
Let your hair down and (go berserk) all night long
Question is are you bozos smart enough to feel stupid
So sick I’m looking pale, oh that’s my pigment

Oh, Marshall Mathers
Kick your shoes off
Plus I showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint
Grow your beard out
Grow your beard out
Now this shit’s about to kick off, this party looks wack
Bout to go ham, ya bish, shout out to Kendrick
I’m bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back
[Hook]
Let’s take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch
We’re gonna rock this house until we knock it down
So everybody, everybody (go berserk) grab your vile, yeah
That’s why my pen needs a pad cause my rhymes on the ra-aag
Ain’t slowing down, throw in the towel, t-t-tow-towel
Dumb it down, I don’t know how (huh-huh) how-how
[Verse 1]
[Bridge]
And I don’t mean Stimpy’s friend, bitch

We done both set the bar low
[Bridge]
Yessiree Bob I was thinking the same thing
With the ugly Kardashian, Lamar, oh sorry yo
So turn the volume loud, cause it’s mayhem ’til the a.m.
Just like I did with addiction I’m ’bout to kick it
Kangols and Carhartt-less Cargos
So if love is a chess game, check mate

Say fuck it before we kick the bucket
Grow your beard out
So turn the volume loud, cause it’s mayhem ’til the a.m.

You birdbrain baby I ain’t called anybody baby since Birdman
So crank the bass up like crazy and let yourself go, let yourself go
So turn the volume loud, cause it’s mayhem ’til the a.m.
(Unless you’re a swallow)
Don’t be absurd, ma’am
The art of MCing mixed with da Vinci and MC Ren
Let your hair down and (go berserk) all night long
At least I know that I don’t know
So everybody, everybody (go berserk) grab your vile, yeah
Life’s too short to not go for broke
Far as hard drugs are though
Like a magician, critics I turn to crickets
Got your gal blowing up a val-v-v-v-val-valve
So baby make just like K-Fed and let yourself go, let yourself go
Let’s bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch
Kick your shoes off

Say fuck it before we kick the bucket
Just weird out and (go berserk) all night long
This is your jam, unless you got toe jam

ASAP Ferg – Plain Jane (Remix) (feat. Nicki Minaj)

Grandma had the arthritis in her hands, bad!
Hermès link could feed a village in Liberia

[Post-Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Momma see me on BET and started tearin’ up
This is Monse, patty Plain Jane
Ayo Ferg
Check in with me, then do your job
I attended Harlem picnics where you risked your life
I push a Lamborghini, chocha magic like Houdini
Check in with me and do your job

Suck a nigga dick or somethin’ (Queens)
Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane
Suck a nigga dick or somethin’ (Yeah)
I’mma start killin’ niggas, how you get that trife?
I’m with Candice, TT, Thembi, and Viola, mi amiga
Queen is the name, Rafaello did the chain
Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain

I should switch it up on hoes and rock a Afro like Lupita’s
Ride with the mob, Alhamdulillah
Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain

Ayo, I’ma explain why you probably never see me
Yamborghini chain, rest in peace to my superior
I go hard in the booth, Biggie vibes, gimme the loot
My body shaped like Jeannie, booty dreamy, waist is teeny
C-O-U-T-H ’cause you can’t spell it either
[Hook: A$AP Ferg]

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
I’m the Alpha, the Omega, everything in between, uh
Bitches must be eatin’ ass because I swear they’re bottom feeders

Uncle Psycho was in that bathroom buggin’!
[Outro: Nicki Minaj, A$AP Ferg, & Kirk Knight]
Ride with Minaj, mmh Mashallah
Check in with me and do your job
Ride with Minaj, mmh Mashallah
If I call him then he comin’ home running, Derek Jeter
Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane
Eat a Barbie ass or somethin’
All these bitches rockin’ inches ’cause they followin’ the leader
Gold chains, Plain Janes, and all that ’cause…
[Hook: Nicki Minaj]
Suicidal thoughts brought to me with no advisory
I’m a classy millionaire, bitches ain’t got the couth
Eat a Barbie ass or somethin’
Eat a Barbie ass or somethin’

I fuck yo bitch for the irony
Rap bitches they gotta check in with the Queen
Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain
She was poppin’ pills like rappers in society
I was only 8 years old, watching Nick at Nite

Queen is the name, Rafaello did the chain
Ride with the mob, Alhamdulillah
Hoe, you know that you my son, I shoulda scrapped you as a fetus
[Intro: Nicki Minaj & A$AP Ferg]
Knife to his guts hope Daddy don’t cut him
Ride with the mob, Alhamdulillah
He was pitchin’ dummy, sellin’ fiends mad ivory
Uncle used to skim work, sellin’ nicks at night
Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane
Yes, I told him to get TIDAL so he stream me when he leave me
Brrt
Yo, you know this here for the city, nigga
Eat a Barbie ass or somethin’
[Post-Hook: Nicki Minaj]

Young Money
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Suck a nigga dick or somethin’ (You already know, Harlem)
I’ll send Meechy at yo hoe if yo bitch keep eyein’ me

TMZ taking pictures, causin’ mad hysteria
Suck a nigga dick or somethin’ (Queens for the Kings of the Queens)
This is Monse, patty Plain Jane
Check in with me, then do your job
I don’t keep up with the Joneses but I do know Catherine Zeta
Yeah
[Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Kirk Kneezy on the beat
Check in with me and do your job

SZA – The Weekend (Calvin Harris Funk Wav Remix)

And making plays

Just by being there, being there
You’ll find many ways to understand what love is
You’ll find many ways to say, ‘I love you’
Just by being there when things are sad and scary
Many ways, many ways
Being there to say, ‘I love you’
There are many ways to say, ‘I care about you’
Many ways to say, ‘I love you’
Many ways, many ways

There are many ways to say, ‘I love you’
Cleaning up a room can say, ‘I love you’
Drawing special pictures for the holidays
There are many ways to say, ‘I love you’
Many ways to say, ‘I love you’

Hanging up a coat before you’re asked to do it

Sylvan Esso – There Are Many Ways To Say I Love You

Drawing special pictures for the holidays
Many ways to say, ‘I love you’

Many ways, many ways
Hanging up a coat before you’re asked to do it
There are many ways to say, ‘I care about you’
There are many ways to say, ‘I love you’
Being there to say, ‘I love you’
You’ll find many ways to say, ‘I love you’

Many ways to say, ‘I love you’
Cleaning up a room can say, ‘I love you’
Just by being there, being there
And making plays
Many ways, many ways
There are many ways to say, ‘I love you’

Just by being there when things are sad and scary
You’ll find many ways to understand what love is

Stormzy – Blinded By Your Grace (feat. MNEK) (Pt. 2)

I phone Flipz and I tell him that we got this
You fixed me, now I’m blinded
One time for the Lord
Lord, I’ve been broken
I’m blinded by your grace
‘Til you came and saved
‘Cause the sun faded away
You came and saved me
You came and saved me
Although I’m not worthy
I stay prayed up then I get the job done
You fixed me, I’m blinded
Blinded by your grace
You fixed me, I’m blinded
By your grace
You fixed me, I’m blinded
It’s not by blood and it’s not by birth
I feel we got one
You came and saved me
Now I rule tour, look at what God did
But I’m up now, look at what God’s done
By your grace
Lord, I’ve been broken
You fixed me, now I’m blinded
Although I’m not worthy
‘Til you came and saved
Although I’m not worthy
You saved this kid and I’m not your first
By your grace
I prayed I would find the way
Lord, I’ve been broken
On the main stage runnin’ ’round topless
‘Cause the sun faded away
You came and saved me
But oh my God what a God I serve
Although I’m not worthy
Lord, I’ve been broken
To another day, I was so afraid
By your grace
I’m blinded by your
And the rain was pouring
I said a prayer this morning
By your grace
You came and saved me
I’m blinded by your grace
You came and saved me
You came and saved me
This is God’s plan, they can never stop this
Lord, I’ve been broken
Although I’m not worthy
You came and saved me
Now I’m in a better place
By your grace
No longer afraid
And one time for the cause
You fixed me, now I’m blinded
You came and saved me
To another day, I was so afraid
You came and saved me
I said a prayer this morning
No longer afraid
Blinded by your grace
And the rain was pouring
Like wait right there, could you stop my verse?
Lord, I’ve been broken
Although I’m not worthy
I’m blinded by your grace, by your grace
I prayed I would find the way
And one round of applause
One time for Fraser T Smith on the chords
Now I’m in a better place
Yeah I’m Abigail’s yout, but I’m God’s son

Russ – Wife You Up

Revin’ my engine
When they didn’t know me
You make me a better me
I make you a better you
And baby I swear I’m done with these
Come gimme all that
Looking back ashamed we were only a phase
Other women they don’t mean shit to me
They think that it’s only for the entertainment
They be hating on the preview
You lookin’ like I should go half on a baby with you
We workin’ minimum wage
I know that I should probably wife you up
Way before the rollie
Other women they don’t mean shit to me

I know that I should probably wife you up
You voluptuous
And baby I swear I’m done with these
Let’s do more I do’s and less redos
[Chorus]
Teaching you the language of the universe Rosetta who?
Put you on a pedestal
Like E News
If they call us foul I’m fighting all the refs for you
I’ll own up to it
I know that I should probably wife you up
You was just my homie

Meaning I switch shifts
All eyes on me but you loved me when I had seven views
You were tryna love way before I had it all
Baby you’re a one of one to me
I’m turning down the rest for you
Girl we fell in love we both worked at the mall
I can see the sequel
[Chorus]
And baby I swear I’m done with these
[Verse 2]

Riding with the top off looking like the letter "U"
You was tryna know me
And if I’m wrong I won’t debate it with you
Yeah
I needa see you I switch days
Baby you’re a one of one to me
I tell these other women fall back

[Verse 1]
Other women they don’t mean shit to me
You the only girl I’ll call back
Baby you’re a one of one to me
They not down for the curves but I’m up to it
[Chorus]

Run The Jewels – Call Ticketron

You don’t wanna be a hero, do not let that thought process
[Outro: Ticketron]
Kids cook s’mores off the crotch of our targets
Skeeter with the peeter, never eat her, tell her see ya later
Ru-ru-run the Jewels— Live from the garden
Live, Li-li-li-li-
Ru-ru-run the Jewels— Live from the garden
But like Eddie Kane I made it I’m here
Jesse James gang, we’ll walk you through the process
Now they hanging from my shit, lil’ bit
Beggin’ your pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
Ru-ru-run the Jewels— Live from the garden
Travel by backflip, eat from the river, the panther heart taught to talk by smart chicks
Click, click, boxer cutter spit
You can’t get past me, I’m stuck in the future
[Intro: Ticketron]
Movin’ through the streets and we lootin,’ robbin’
Get that fuck shit straight like a perm or a process

Cops coulda’ had the boy jammed I fear
Run The Jewels live at the Garden
Run the Jewels— Live from the garden
Brought ’em just a little pinch of the truth, and they flip
Beggin’ your pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
I’ll wait your reply with a blunt and a beer."
And if aliens are here, please tell me how near
Live from the Garden
Kumbaya bitch

Blood’s on the ground, opportunity is here

Holla ’bout tomorrow, baby, I ain’t got to holler (Vroom, vroom)
Run the Jewels live at the garden
Mobbin,’ marchin’, carrying a carbine
Live from the stage of the garden

Beggin’ your pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
I do push-ups nude on the edge of cliffs
[Verse 6: El-P]
Hit her once, hit her twice, then tell her see ya later
We will put a bullet where your thoughts get processed

Not a raper or a taker, bonafide heartbreaker
Run the Jewels live at the garden
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the-
Look at what I did for the grit, got it lit, what a cinch
The shit ain’t all it’s cracked up to be
The jewels come quick, all gold and bricked
High speed chase through Manhattan in the night winds
And all Ticketron locations, or charge by phone
[Verse 4: Killer Mike]

Life’s a shitnado, the smoke my umbrella
Run the Jewels— Live from the garden
I smoke farm to face by the field full, partner
We just like excitement, gun fights, indictments

Watching Kill Bill on a pill as I grip steerin’ wheel
Lickin’ off shots and we aim for the darkness

Lick from her lips to the crease in her garter
Hello everybody, this is now bank robbery
The hover craft’s cool but the air’s so putrid
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
Li-li-live from the garden
Ooh, its the thrill of the kill
Run the Jewels— Live from the garden
’cause for real the money money ain’t the mother fuckin’ object
The boy’s back turnin’ his slacks to all yella (Prick)
Tickets are on sale now at the Garden box office

[Verse 5: Killer Mike]

Lil’ fucknuts, sit
I put that on mom, she ain’t raise a Vic
Her ass my religion, her love’s why I’m livin’
Brother, what a trip
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the-
Sip pure venom and skipped away grinnin’
Do you come in peace or should everybody fear?
We be the realest of the killers of the fuck shit squadron
It’s the Mensch, the myth
[Hook: El-P and Ticketron]
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
Smoke signal ET, ATLiens here
[Verse 3: El-P]
Pop a pill then chill, no Bill, no Cosby
Li-li-live from the garden
[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
Beggin’ your pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
I’m lookin’ into space like, "Is anybody there?
You can tell by the stench in the air
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
It’s a daily lick, I slit throats with a grin that reek of pure shit
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden

Li-li-li-li-li-live from the-
I be the high guy with the belly and the beard
My Impala pop a pussy, pop a collar
Got head, watch Vice at her home in Decatur
Full clip, I’m a little bit sick, come equipped
Last two pirates alive are still yargin (yargin)
Buckle up lil’ trooper
I’m the sama lama doo ma lama danger dick’ll do your mama
I piss on your wit, dismiss your whole shit
[Verse 1: El-P]
Run the Jewels live at the garden

[Hook: El-P and Ticketron]
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
Li-li-live from the garden
Make it get hot for a target
My girl got my heart, it’s a bargain

[Hook: El-P and Ticketron]

N.E.R.D – Lemon (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

Warp speed, Doctor Spock couldn’t chase, nigga

About the borders and, "Did I run?" Hate!
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face

So I prayed and I played
Like yours, but you rent it
Shout out to them people, people
I pull up with a lemon
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Wait, wait a minute
Got the hazards on, only doin’ five

Would I be okay?
Hate! Want me to beat it like the T.I. case
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Wait, wait a minute
And this here ain’t a scrimmage
Wave hello to the top
Count the mothafuckin’ digits
I get it how I live it
Hate supplements are found right in their couches
Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
But everyday, hey, wasn’t lemonade
A nigga ’bouta business

Not ’cause she ain’t livin’
Side of my car, tryna see my face Hate!
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Hate! Niggas hit you with the Eli face, oh
Hate! You keep askin’ me where I’m from
Wait, wait a minute

Bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Hate! If not now then when?

Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
Yeah, longer than LeBron
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Hate! And if not me then who?
Got the window down, top, blowin’ la
I tried to tell y’all about this dude Hate!
But first, it’ll piss you off
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
It’s Rihanna, nigga
You can catch me
I live it how I get it
I live it how I get it
P-p-p-people, people
Wait, wait a minute
I get it how I live it
Hatin’ niggas can’t believe my race Hate!
Just waitin’ for my thumb like The Fonz
And this here ain’t a scrimmage
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Nigga the Veyron glide
The truth will set you free
Nigga the Veyron glide
This beat tastes like lunch Woo!
You can catch me
And the truck behind me got arms
I told you we won’t stop
Hate! Hunt me down like the C.I.A
Oh (hate!) and if it’s heated I’ma feed my face

I was afraid, once a nigga graduate
Wait, wait a minute
Bad bitches wanna be my bae Hate!

You can catch me, Rih, in the new La Ferrar’

Mothafucka, we ain’t finished
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Like yours, but you rent it
Mad ethnic right now
Wave hello to the top
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Nigga, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face

Got the window down, top, blowin’ la
It’s just your eyes get acidic
Not ’cause she ain’t livin’
But it’s runnin’ from veneers and it’s runnin’ from the fronts
Mothafucka, we ain’t finished
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Don’t drink the Kool-Aid, my friends Hate!
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Count the mothafuckin’ digits
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Scrunchin’ their eyes with your name in their mouth and
Keep askin’ how I feel ’bout guns Hate!
I told you we won’t stop
Oh There’s a light and dark army, which side you choose?
Got the hazards on, only doin’ five
I pull up with a lemon
Wait, wait a minute
It’s just your eyes get acidic
A nigga ’bouta business
Wait, wait a minute
Hate! And best believe, it’s gon’ be outrageous
My constellation in space

N.E.R.D – 1000 (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

Ferragamo belt will hit me for a even thousand
Holy shit it’s working, the prophecy is here
It will be a thousandfold one, zero, zero, zero, dot
Hunnud, 1000
Holy shit it’s working, one thousand percent
One, zero, zero, zero
One, zero, zero, zero
It will be a thousandfold one, zero, zero, zero, dot
Count the money up in all hundreds, all thousand
Kinetic energy a thousand times higher
Holy shit it’s working, it’s bitter to the taste
Act like you don’t really hear a lot
Chanting and circling the fires
What goes up must come down
Git, one thou’
Hey, hey, hey, one thou’
One, zero, zero, zero
You’ll be wishing that your year will stop
One, zero, zero, zero
In the mirror, there’s a hero
Act like you don’t really hear a lot
Assembling a riot
One, zero, zero, zero
One, zero, zero, zero
What goes in must come out
In the mirror, there’s a hero
Chanting and circling the fires
Brand new coupe cost couple hundred thousand
Got some models in the bed and they coming by the thousand
Uh, 1000
You can pretend when you are
Assembling a riot
You’ll be wishing that your year will stop
Everywhere we go they tote a chopper by the thousand
One, zero, zero, zero
You surrounded, dawg, come on look around
Hunnud, 1000
Holy shit it’s working, we all got in
Them young goons never sleep, they somewhere prowling
I’m too rich to talk if ya ain’t talking thousands
I was zen, but no not now
One, zero, zero, zero
Heard behavior, can’t keep it quiet
We can gamble right now, bet a thousand, shoot a thousand
Git, one thou’
Rick Owens boots, I’m walking on a few thousand (ayy)
Holy shit it’s working, we’re wreckin’ this bih
Holy shit it’s working, I’m feeling like a saint
Karma makes sure tears will drop
Ah, ah
Holy shit it’s working, we dancin’ in place
Holy shit it’s working, the rainbow angst
One, zero, zero, zero
My girl don’t wear shoes unless they cost over a thousand
Heard behavior, can’t keep it quiet
We got gold by the bar, that’s thousands
One, zero, zero, zero
One, zero, zero, zero
Champagne in the club costs thousands
Holy shit it’s working, my feel sorry, can’t
Kinetic energy a thousand times higher
In the mirror, there’s a hero
Karma makes sure tears will drop
Uh, 1000
Holy shit it’s working, no more trail of tears
Holy shit it’s working, now look at my friends
Holy shit it’s working, we painted our face
In the mirror, there’s a hero
You can pretend when you are
One, zero, zero, zero
Hey, hey, hey, one thou’

Kane Brown – Setting The Night On Fire

No where, no rules

I’ll tell you right where we are
No where, no rules
Cut off sun dresses, they’re ready to go
Crack a Bud Light, get into the groove
[Verse 1: Kane Brown & Chris Young]
Hell yeah, that’s us
No where, no rules
Just turning it loose
Don’t need no dance road tonight
Just turning it loose
On fire
Don’t need a downtown to get to tearing it up
So we’re taking them on red dirt place somewhere offroad
Hell yeah, that’s us
You won’t find us at no bar
Setting the night on fire, on fire, on fire
So we ain’t, and we know where the cows don’t go

Crack a Bud Light, get into the groove
[Verse 2: Kane Brown & Chris Young]
Crack a Bud Light, get into the groove
But it’s the weekend

Just turning it loose
You won’t find us at no bar
Don’t need a downtown to get to tearing it up
Girls showing up late as always
These 40 inch tires seen enough pavement
Don’t need a downtown to get to tearing it up
Hell yeah, that’s us
[Chorus: Both]
10 P.M., most folks are sleeping
Dancing in the middle of the night in the middle of a field

Round here, just watching the stars get bright
Setting the night on fire, on fire, on fire

[Outro: Chris Young]
Out here, just watching the stars get bright
Setting the night on fire (on fire), on fire (on fire), on fire (on fire)

Setting the night on fire
Setting the night on fire (on fire), on fire (on fire), on fire (on fire)
I’ll tell you right where we are

[Bridge: Kane Brown & Chris Young]
Setting the night on fire (on fire), on fire (on fire), on fire (on fire)
Dancing in the middle of the night in the middle of a field
Setting the night on fire, on fire, on fire
Now it’s a party
Dancing in the middle of the night in the middle of a field
Just country music and good times
[Chorus: Both]
[Chorus: Both]
Out here just watching the stars get bright

Yeah

KRISIA D – Старите Играчки

Нея си я пазя само за специални
[Припев]
Ако си парола ще си само нули
стане ли ми тъпо с тебе махай се от тука
Но играта ни със тебе засега добра е
Как ми пасваш, нямам думи

Как ми пасваш, нямам думи
Как ще се оправиш, леле, с луда като мене?
Старите играчки, бейбе, хвърлям и това е
Твоя филм ставам аз, искаш всяка моя част
Старите играчки, бейбе, хвърлям и това е
Не мой, а твой проблем е
Но играта ни със тебе засега добра е
Твоя филм ставам аз, искаш всяка моя част
стане ли ми тъпо с тебе махай се от тука

Но играта ни със тебе засега добра е
[Припев]
Като фреш, бе младеж, те изпивам и си леш
Твоя филм ставам аз, искаш всяка моя част
Полудял, пристрастен пробвай да филмираш мен
Да си ми по-любим и от фараона… Галин
Старите играчки, бейбе, хвърлям и това е
да се запознаеш с лошата във мене

[Припев]
Старите играчки, бейбе, хвърлям на боклука
Много те влече от известно време,
целия настръхваш, таралеж те правя
Дразнещо нахален ти си точно по вкуса ми
Старите играчки, бейбе, хвърлям на боклука
Полудял, пристрастен пробвай да филмираш мен
Дразнещо нахален ти си точно по вкуса ми
Как ще се оправиш, леле, с луда като мене?
Как ще се оправиш, леле, с луда като мене?
Гледай как сега като те погаля,
Полудял, пристрастен пробвай да филмираш мен
Те ще са фатални… А игрите с тебе?
Не мой, а твой проблем е

Как ми пасваш, нямам думи
стане ли ми тъпо с тебе махай се от тука
Не мой, а твой проблем е
Да си ми по-любим и от фараона… Галин
Като фреш, бе младеж, те изпивам и си леш
Старите играчки, бейбе, хвърлям на боклука
Като фреш, бе младеж, те изпивам и си леш
Лесен си ми чу ли? Лесен си ми чу ли?
Дразнещо нахален ти си точно по вкуса ми
Да си ми по-любим и от фараона… Галин