Daily Archives: January 6, 2018

April Wine – This Could Be The Right One

I just wanna please you (I just wanna please you)
This could be the right one (this could be the right one)
Wouldn’t it be somethin’ if it happened to me and you
They say that it could happen, I’m certain it’s true
All the glory of a new romance
We’re caught in our passion, our fate in the wind, cause
You bring me up, you bring me down

This could be the only one (this could be the only one)
Wait (wait), let’s take our time, let’s be sure
I run for cover but I keep in touch
This could be the right one, this could be the one we’re waiting for
This could be the only one

To give you pleasure is a pleasure for me
You could be the only one (you could be the only one)
I never wanted to take that chance
This could be the right one, I’m not really sure

This could be the right one (this could be the right one)
This could be the only one (this could be the only one)
This could be the right one, this could be the one we’re waiting for
You find the words to turn me around and around
This could be the right one, this could be the one we’re waiting for

This could be the right one (this could be the right one)
This could be the only one
This could be the right one (this could be the right one)
This could be the only one (this could be the only one)
I’m goin’ through somethin’ that I don’t understand
This could be the right one (this could be the right one)
This could be the right one, I’ve never felt love like this before
This could be the only one (this could be the only one)
I say wait (wait), careful now, let’s understand, what’s in store, cause
This could be the right one, this could be the one we’re waiting for
This could be the right one (this could be the right one)

Won’t you let me show you how nice it could be
I know that I need you and I’ll do what I can, cause
This could be the right one, this could be the one we’re waiting for
I’m actin’ like a lover that’s out of control
I’ve learned to care, but not too much, cause
This could be the right one, this could be the one we’re waiting for
This could be the right one (this could be the right one)
This could be the right one (this could be the right one)
I’ve always tried to walk away from lovers
You could be the only one (you could be the only one)
Makin’ you promises and actin’ a fool

This could be the only one (this could be the only one)
It’s too big a heartache, when there’s always another

Foresaking all caution, no need to pretend

Wouldn’t it be somethin’ (wouldn’t it be somethin’)
This could be the right one (this could be the right one)

Corey Hart – Eurasian Eyes

Then why do I find
Look for the magic until I see
(You know) if love won’t lie
I can only see eurasian eyes
Now I’m the one who lacks the eloquence
With no one to hold
Eurasian eyes are watchin’ me
Cos the truth would cry
I can only see eurasian eyes
That I can only see eurasian eyes
For someone like you
‘cause the truth would cry
(But I said)

When the world is cold
Now you’re inside me and I won’t defend
Do you feel the passion in me
Cos I’m the one that said I’d never care
For someone like you
Eurasian eyes are runnin’ still
What I want to do for you
And if my heart is blind
‘cause I’m the one that said I’d never care

That I can only see eurasian eyes
When the world is cold
Eurasian eyes so honestly
And if my heart is blind
Now I’m the one who lacks the eloquence to say
Whispered moments cut the chill
(You know) if love won’t lie

Love won’t lie
With no one to hold
Then why do I find

When eurasian eyes are watchin’ me
I can only see eurasian eyes
I can only see eurasian eyes
I can only see eurasian eyes

(To say) that when the world is cold
With no one to hold
Cos the truth would cry
Like a river, o you flow through me

Do you feel the passion in me
To say, to say

Eurasian eyes inspire me
That I can only see eurasian eyes

Bruno Mars – Finesse (Remix) (feat. Cardi B)

Don’t it feel so good to be us, ay?
Blame it on my confidence

That’s right
[Chorus: Bruno Mars]
No my baby don’t play
So tonight I’m gonna show you off
It don’t make no sense
Hit the Lil Jon, okay (okay), okay (okay)
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on
When I’m walkin’ with you
We out here drippin’ in finesse
If you’re on one like me in mind
Girl we got it goin’ on
Don’t it feel so good to be us, ay?
I watch the whole room change
[Bridge: Bruno Mars & Cardi B]
We out here drippin’ in finesse
We out here drippin’ in finesse
You know it, you know it
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on
Girl we got it goin’ on
We out here drippin’ in finesse
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on
Ladies grab your fellas and let’s do this right
Don’t it feel so good to be us, ay?
It don’t make no sense
[Bridge: Bruno Mars & Cardi B]
Out here drippin’ in finesse
Shut that shit down on sight
Out here drippin’ in finesse
You know it, you know it
Oh, blame it on your measurements
[Verse 2: Bruno Mars]

‘Cause I love the way it feels when we grind
Oh, yeah we drippin’ in finesse, getting paid (ow!)
[Verse 3: Bruno Mars]
Drop top Porsche, Rollie on my wrist
Aye, flexin’ on the gram like (aye!)
[Chorus: Bruno Mars]
You know it, you know it
Out here drippin’ in finesse

Out here drippin’ in finesse

Don’t it feel so good to be us, ay?
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on
That’s right
My big, fat ass got all them boys hooked
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on
It don’t make no sense
It don’t make no sense
It don’t make no sense

Bossed up and I changed the game (you see me)
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on
Fellas grab your ladies if your lady fine

Yeah, I know we’ll turn heads forever
Out here drippin’ in finesse
Baby, that’s what you do
We out here drippin’ in finesse
You know it, you know it
It’s my big Bronx boogie, got all them girls shook
Out here drippin’ in finesse
You know it, you know it
Cardi B, straight stuntin’, can’t tell me nothin’
I went from dollar bills, now we poppin’ rubber bands
[Verse 1: Cardi B]
Blame it on my confidence
If you’re on one like me in mind
[Pre-Chorus: Bruno Mars]
Fellas grab your ladies if your lady fine
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on

Ooh, don’t we look good together?
[Pre-Chorus: Bruno Mars]

You know it, you know it
Tell her she the one, she the one for life
We out here drippin’ in finesse
When I’m walkin’ with you
Tell her she the one, she the one for life
Baby, that’s what you do

Yeah, our connection’s so magnetic on the floor
There’s a reason why they watch all night long

Shut that shit down on sight
No my baby don’t play

Oh, blame it on your measurements
[Chorus: Bruno Mars]
Diamonds up and down my chain
It don’t make no sense
I watch the whole room change
Ladies grab your fellas and let’s do this right
Bruno sang to me while I do my money dance like
Yeah we got it goin’ on, got it goin’ on
Now slow it down for me baby
Nothing can stop us tonight

Chloe X Halle – The Kids Are Alright

The kids are alright
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We all, we all, we alright
Ooh let me put you on
We all, we alright
Don’t let them get you strung
You know what they say, they here today and gone tomorrow
Everything is new cause we about that innovation
Yeah, the kids are-
We all, we all, we alright
Oooh
We just wanna have some fun
Yeah the kids are alright (whoo!)
[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Hoh!)
We all, we alright
The kids are alright
Turn around and show you, I could bless you with some culture
Yeah the kids are-
Do it while you young
We all, we all, we alright
California that’s a vibe
The kids are alright
It’s some love for everyone

Oooh
We all, we all, we alright
Don’t let them tell you none
Better go and get your life
Brings us always down to ride
We all, we all, we alright
The kids are alright
You know, you know that’s the life

Better meditate, get (?) state
[Chorus]
It’s some love for everyone
That’s the move yeah that’s the one (the one)
The kids are alright
[Chorus]
We wanna have some fun
[Verse 2]
We all, we alright
We all, we all, we alright
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Hoh!)
Pass it ’round when you get done
Yeah the kids are alright
The kids are alright
Yeah the kids are-

The kids are alright
Don’t listen to them lies
[Verse 3]
We don’t really care about the trends you like to follow
That’s the move yeah that’s the one
Oooh
[Outro]
[Bridge]
You know, you know that’s the life
The kids are alright
Yeah the kids are alright

[Chorus]
[Verse 1]

Call it how we see it we a genius generation

Oooh
Yeah the kids are alright
Workin’ ain’t no nine to five!
[Pre-Chorus]

Yeah the kids are alright
We down to ride

Oooh
If I’m in the mood I get as ratchet as I wanna
Pass it ’round when you get done

California that’s a vibe
Workin’ ain’t no nine to five
We all, we alright
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Hoh!)
Stop following the hype

We all, we alright!
We all, we alright!
Oooh

Plies – Rock

[Hook]
Dope in the pot
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
Ship was sunking she stayed on the boat
Beast with the box
She is my rock
Things go right, I spoil her first

She my lil rock, she ain’t a bird

Beat down the block
Dope in the pot
Beat down the block
Beast with the box
The best the I got
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
Things go left, I hit her first
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock

Shawty was there fore I had them bands
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She my lil rock, whats mine is hers
She ain’t a member, she is the team
When things get ugly, she don’t get ghost
Beat down the block
The best the I got
[Hook]
When I need a shoulder, that’s where I lean
She is my rock, she is my queen
The best the I got
Dope in the pot
She cute in a dress, she cute in some jeans
Shawty be wet
Beast with the box
Shawty be wet
The best the I got
She more than a hundred, that ain’t even a word
Hold down the spot
She is my rock
[Verse 3]
Bust at the op

She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
Beast with the box
Shawty be wet
The best the I got
She is my rock
[Verse 2]
The best the I got
Bust at the op
Shawty be wet
Bust at the op
Finesse for the check she get it from me
[Hook]
Bust at the op

Like shawty told me whats mine is hers
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
Beast with the box
Her and her mama, cool as a fan
Dope in the pot
Hold down the spot
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She know how to grind, she hustle like me
Dope in the pot
Beast with the box
Shawty be wet
Dope in the pot

She don’t stay stagnant she chasing her dreams
She is my rock
I call her bae but to me she the goat
Shawty be wet
Bust at the op
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
[Hook]
My numero uno, she can come first
[Verse 1]
Hold down the spot
I love a woman, who love her man
I give her the world that’s what she deserve
Bust at the op
She a lil rider just like her friend
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
Beat down the block
What can I say she realer than most
The best the I got
Beat down the block
Beast with the box
Hold down the spot
Hold down the spot
She is my rock
When I’m on the go, she know where I be
She is my rock
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock
She is my rock
Bust at the op
Dope in the pot
Shawty be wet
Hold down the spot
Beat down the block
She is my rock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock, ock

Beat down the block
Hold down the spot

Daz Dillinger – Hard Life (feat. The Twinz)

Dick bustin through yo’ pussy hair
Yeah
Even then get a testin, my westcoast connection
In my eyes, facin competition we unseeable
Blow a tree to maintain, do assault for petty change
Man we can see the final finishes
Happy to ball, ghetto stars, the other side of the globe
Get Paid Mafia, shinin like diamonds
I didn’t trip though, till I seen one of them niggas
Somehow found it unbelievable to be unbeatable
All in the wind and keep far from the pen
After I got off the stage, niggas were scarin hoes with a penis
Niggas lookin at us like we some suckas from outta town
Man I devour emcees, spittin verses over trees
So if ya next to me ya better be about it
I’m finna see a bid so please
I can’t allow it, mob shit bitch can’t live without it
Got it locked now, keepin it locked down
(bitch) ya know (bitch!) bitch.. Bitch!
Ridin low, flippin on bitches, blowin on bud

Turnin G’s to millions, the millions into billions

Tired as hell, we happy to be back in Pimp City
We tryna flip somethin; like a drop Benz, sittin on dubs
[Guce]
Here we go again (go again) the Hen’ got a nigga tilted
Ridin low, flippin on bitches, blowin on bud
He said, "No problem, I’ll be there in less than five whole minutes"
From Highgrove to hittin switches
Cuz I’m tryna make this shit happen for my children
Bent like L-Bone so the competition quilted
[Hook] – 2X
Slidin in my two-thousand Caddy
When the Glock shot, it’s all day everyday – we bang
We tryna flip somethin; like a drop Benz, sittin on dubs
[Hook] – 2X
Hit him up Mobbalotti, runnin from the one time
Sweepin up the change from the block

I’m that nigga that you scared of!
With a hollow for you, penalty for disrespectin
The twins, got me on the hustle after ends
Have a motherfucker lookin for me overseas
Ghetto celebrity, thuggin till the death of me
Ridin low, flippin on bitches, blowin on bud
We had the whole party Get Low on the flo’
Kiss the motherfuckin fo’ five
Outta towners glass ballers, and I guess some of these niggas flawless
The Cardier make a hoe stare
[Hook] – 2X
We live the life of thugs; slangin drugs and duckin slugs
With the black revolver – they lookin at us like we shystie
Money over bitches, ridin on dubs, these bitches
We live the life of thugs; slangin drugs and duckin slugs
Nigga believe this, I ain’t lyin, man that’s it we film it
Time is timid, so bring the bulletproof vest too
My team; a lot like acid, leavin shit sizzlin
To put yourself in jepordy cuz shit done got crowded
We rippin fleshes, tearin intestines out of chestes
Gettin jiggy, makin the crowd astonished the way we minglin
We tryna flip somethin; like a drop Benz, sittin on dubs
On the block collectin knots – it ain’t no love
[The Commisiona]

We ride southside, westcoast on mind
I spilt it, worldwide to all the newses
On the block collectin knots – it ain’t no love
Split ya, rippin yo’ pockets on the regular
Fuckin with this, ya loose it – get a verbal bruisin
Thinkin about the night before at the show
[JT the Bigga Figga]
Get Paid, all about the cheddar, square-ass nigga
I just got off the private plane, doin a show with the Big and Tel
Rockin straight jean suits and Timberlands
E-B-K, get yo’ wig pushed from the cake
On the block collectin knots – it ain’t no love
Slip this other nigga a pistol
Drinkin bullies with the gang, westcoast connect mayne
I called my kin, told them to bring the bulletproof camel

You know pursuin the paper, treat my destiny
Hatin on a playa – the mob gon’ getcha
We live the life of thugs; slangin drugs and duckin slugs

Seqo Billy – Billy Dat

Billy dat Really homie?
Tell em pop out where it’s litty at
Walk up in the spot like gimmie dat
[Chorus: Seqo Billy]
We don’t bend, we don’t fold, we don’t break
Keep on shootin’ till his face bleeds
Red Stuy is where we really at
And my apes gettin’ filthy
We’re on our own trip, Bengis at

Left shorty in Air BnB with all in her face
Sound like a moose

Really homie? Billy dat
Really homie? Billy dat
Billy up, Billy dat
I ain’t smoking no shake
To City Grove
All in designer, don’t skip a rack
Triple my
We’re on our own trip, Bengis at
B hop all over nigga face if disrespect a case
Goons touch you
[Verse 1: Seqo Billy]
Gansta party, that’s a Fendi fact
Weed rolled, where the Henny at
Red Stuy is where we really at
Red Stuy is where we really at
Tell em pop out where it’s litty at
Billy up, Billy dat
Shoutout to blaze
Always red flag when I Billy Bop
Billy up, Billy dat
Pockets triple fat, like a goose bubble

Gansta party, that’s a Fendi fact
We don’t ever need no safety
Paint the town red, make the bitty hot
Replay that boy
We’re on our own trip, Bengis at
[Hook: Seqo Billy]
All of my niggas I be with is Milly, they hold their own weight
Weed rolled, where the Henny at
Billy up nigga, gimmie dat
I came to Cali to get Big Boy
Chuck it up, Soo Woo
Nigga I put that on Stacey
Shit match, penny pack
Yo, Trey Way
Billy up, Billy dat
Tell em pop out where it’s litty at
Red chucks low cut, laces on the floor, I’m really 9 Tre
Roll around me no achilles
Billy up nigga, Billy dat
Gansta party, that’s a Fendi fact
Weed rolled, where the Henny at
Fit the scrap

Squidnice – Hop Out

This Is My Life You Can’t Face It
Pull up Hop Out
Pull Up Hop Out
You See How I Pop That Bitch
Make a Nigga Knockout
I Like To Drink On The Hennessy
They Know What Im Doing (What Are You Doing)
Nigga Said Fuck School, Then I Went and Dropped Out
Hop Out
Ay, Pull Up Pull Up
Make a Nigga Knockout
(God Damn)
Wait, Pull Up Hop Out
Bitch I Wasn’t Trapping Cause Its Cool
Nigga Said Fuck School, Then I Went and Dropped Out
Pull Up Hop Out Wait

I Got It On Him
Yea I Got Money Its Raining
Ay, Pull Up Pull Up

Ballin it in out of bounds Uh
Nigga Said Fuck School, Then I Went and Dropped Out
Ay Wait, Pull Up Hop Out, Yea I Got Good Weed

They Know What Im Doing (What Are You Doing)
Nigga Said Fuck School, Then I Went and Dropped Out
Everything Changes
They Know What Im Doing
Pull up (Skrr)
Nigga My Life Is Amazing
Pull Up Hop Out

Niggas Talking Drop Top Whips
(Trapping Trapping)
Nigga, Ay Pull Up Hop Out Ay
They Know What Im Doing
Wait, Pull Up Hop Out
Pull Up Hop Out
Look At My Pockets They look Like A Forrest
Pull up Hop Out
Pull Up Hop Out
Pull Up Hop Out
And I Gotta Hit

Doin What Im Doin (What)

Pull up Hop Out
Hahaha Ye
Changed Schools Trapping Out The Bathroom

Pull Up Hop Out
They Know What Im Doing
Wait, Pull Up Hop Out

Pull Up Hop Out Wait
Pull Up Hop Out
Imma BK No Fast Food
Guns They Shot that Shit Ay
Hop Out
Ay Wait, Pull Up Hop Out, Yea I Got Good Weed
Nigga Im Banking Im Banking
God Damn I Ain’t Even Drop That Shit

Make a Nigga Knockout
Nigga, Ay Pull Up Hop Out Wait
I Used To Trap Out The Basement
Pull Up Hop Out
Pull Up Hop Out
I Call Chase Up And We Chase It
I was Fucking RNB Seems like God Damn
He Got It On Him
(Im Trapping)
Ay, Pull Up Pull Up
Doin What Im Doin (What)
I was in BK Selling All The Fast Food
Nigga I Get In And Outta Town Uh
Ay Wait, Pull Up Hop Out, Yea I Got Good Weed
Nigga Said Fuck School, Then I Went and Dropped Out
Pull Up Hop Out Wait
I Kick Your Bitch Out And I Think Im Chuck Norris
Gotta Town I Go In Ay
She Know Every Single Word To My Song
I Was in School I Was Trapping Out The Classroom Uh
He Ain’t Finna Show It
??? Shot that Shit Ay

And I cannot Floss it
(Trapping)
Yea
IDGAF I Ain’t Even Got That Shit
Im Only Counting Them Franklins
Uh Yea, Nigga Try To Diss Me?
Lil Nigga I Was Trapping Cause I Had To
Nigga Said Fuck School, Then I Went and Dropped Out
I Go Way Above The Rim Uh
Pull Up Hop Out
Hop Out
Pull Up Hop Out
Boy Thats Bombay I Be Drinking The Gin

My Nigga Im Flossing
Pull Up Hop Out
Pull Up Pull Up
Hop Out
Nigga, Ay Pull Up Hop Out Wait
Yea Yea
Then The Audience will Come and Clap You
Yea
Doin What Im Doin (What)
And My Teeth is Closing
They Know What Im Doing (What Are You Doing)

MoneyBagg Yo – Ocean Spray

Ain’t no more [?] on my wave
Got to move like the president
Want to see me fall like the new year ball
Them hitters might pull up and wet you up
When she want it she demand it
Ocean Spray (Ocean Spray)
I’m over my head, my dawg, my Scooby
Let’s load shit up and let’s slide now
Don’t give a fuck where you catch em at
Let’s ride now
You say you riding, that’s understood
Can’t hide now
I do my trick then I vanish (gone)
I’m smoking backwoods
Pass the sprite imma pour me a deuce (activate)
Might drink some more today
Let’s ride now
What makes you think I don’t fuck with my lil boy
You talking all this shit, you ain’t about nun of this
Ocean Spray
Ocean Spray
About to pull up bussing that five now
I want all smoke 420
I poured up
I can’t believe it like Ripleys
These bitches love me cuz they know I’m thugging (for sure)

I’m juiced up (juiced up what’s that?)
I’m hiding now, might float away if I was outside now
I don’t want your relay
Sitting courtside with my sideline now (side bitch winning)
The bag getting bigger and bigger
I just want to burn your head, yeah and cremate you baby
Speaking in the streets man I’m deep in (deep in)
Pluggg (what’s that?)
I cannot save her like Mase
If you ain’t straight, keep your distance
Dripping that sauce like i’m leaking
Broke ass rappers and fake ass killers
Counting off backends so far I counted off 120
Let’s load shit up and let’s slide now
The bitch on IG with you (where she at now?)
He got in that water Titanic (What happened?)
We live now
[Verse 1]
I told my bitch she can’t be friends
Don’t give a fuck where you catch em at
These niggas left when they thought I was struggling
We live now
Pluggg (what’s that?)
Ocean Spray (Ocean Spray)
Cheat code I got the easy button
I come and Debo some shit like i’m shook
Might drink some more today
She said she cry every night by my [?]
How did this ever come to child support
[?] told me they was plotting on me
And then second thought, I won’t move at all (What you doing?)
My glock on defense, it guard me
Them hitters might pull up and wet you up
All of that 12 talking, it don’t move me

He got to go today (he got to go today)
25 for a pint, what they charge me
I put the dick in her face
I’m juiced up (juiced up what’s that?)
Left his ass slumped like [?]
I told her go fuck me good for some Louis
That mean a masseuse massage me (yeah)
[Verse 2]
With me now [?]
He got to go today (he got to go today)
In the club i’m scraping the booth (VIP)
Can’t hide now
I bring a mob with me if I could
Can’t stand the rain like Missy (Elliot)
About to pull up bussing that five now
I poured up
I got the juice Ocean Spray
Tell her thank you I don’t appreciate it
[Hook]
I’m the one who keep the skreet button
Sitting courtside with my sideline now (side bitch winning)
[Hook]
That pussy a house go to sleep in
The coup came with a masseuse (Why you say that?)

I’m getting molested by triplets
You might get shot if I panic
I left some real niggas in the hood
No more time for these bitch ass niggas
She a lil savage like Randy (Randy)
I’m hiding now, might float away if I was outside now
She text me here big head like i’m Stewie
No more sleeping on me, give me that pillow

Skillz – Murda Gram (Uncle Murda Diss)

Nigga, you kept pushin’ so I had to play
Clark Kent, your man about to hold this L
I’m Pusha Ting, remindin’ these niggas who the fuck I am, damn
Matter-fact, you got Brooklyn lookin’ lazy
And trying to reach out to see if we can do it together
Nigga stop it, you got Brooklyn lookin’ crazy
And tell that old faced-ass nigga to leave me alone
And what I’m ‘bout to say might piss New York off
Nigga, keep my fucking name out your brown-ass mouth
I can name 20 Brooklyn rappers more relevant than you
Now how a Stan going to come for the man?
You not worthy, you’re just dirty and thirsty
Still M-A-D, where your skills at nigga?
Couple years ago I’m up in AC
Uncle Murda, what’s all the games about?
I heard you got popped and you ain’t peel that nigga
Actually, umm, naw, fuck him too
Nigga, dead-ass son, I’m not the one
So roll some weed I got a story to tell, listen
Smack that dirty fitted off your head, New York lost
But you ain’t seein’ me with these goddamn bars
I wouldn’t even take a picture with Uncle Murda, nigga
And yeah I fell back on rap but don’t get it confused.”
Motherfuckers want to kill me but ain’t got the heart
Shit lit my fuse, you wouldn’t call Hov
And when you see me, you know what I’ma say
And you can guntalk all day, that’s yours
will give you some pussy Before that happens, Young M.A.
We straight, on top of that you fake
A song? Naw, straight curvin’ niggas
[Intro]
So I picked the mic back up for this walk in the park
I heard back in your past you used to bust your gun
No love over here, yeah, this the future
A worker who could never be a New York boss
You’ll never say you took me
Nigga, you signed to G-Unit ten years too late
M.O.P. would have told you you shouldn’t fuck with me
Mos Def, Kweli, Masta Ace, Fabolous
I’m like, “Clark, nigga you must be faded
You a comedian, we don’t come to you for bars
I ain’t Tweetin’, I ain’t leavin’ the ‘Gram
And I’m still VA, and I’m still that nigga
[Verse]
I give a fuck, nigga, I don’t care, have a seat, here’s a chair
He told you, you was bitin’ and you knew that you was wrong
But I ain’t never hear ‘em, they only play ‘em up top
Bitin’ niggas, I could never get along with y’all
And got mad when I asked your dirty-ass, “Who this?”
Skyzoo, Torae, oh Joell Ortiz
Nigga, would you? The fuck wrong with y’all?
And I don’t want credit for this, this ain’t nothin’
if you wanna come for me You got to think B.I.G.
Talkin’ ‘bout he heard your version of my song
Clark, you know I ain’t that dude Get gone.
That shit read like it on the side of a funeral home
But not for nothing you was tryin to make it better
Ladies and gents, this nigga gettin’ washed and rinsed
Buckshot, Tek and Steele, Rock and Ruck
And tell him 21 Savage want to do "22 Two’s"
Reminding you on who the fuck you are
I got cases in Virginia, bodies in D.C
I’m with Joey BADA$$, ask AZ
Lenny Grant, I can’t leave that alone
Foxy, umm, Lil Kim and Cease
Now who the fuck get shot and make a tape called respect the shooter, huh
Respect to your dad, that’s the least I can do
But this type of shit happens everyday
And then you started makin’ ‘em takin’ your little shots
I was spreadin’ love, it’s the Virginia way, nigga
You sendin’ DMs like a thirty chick
Don’t hide your hand, you wanted to be a wrap-up fan
I get a call from Clark Kent and he don’t ever call me
Whoever told you to change your name, you should kill that nigga
Now if you a junior then that name makes sense
Why the fuck would I collab on some shit that I created? Y’all jaded
You make them every year, they never get past Jersey
You a adlibber but that’s all you do
I just answerin’ a nigga that kept pressin’ my buttons
So stop fuckin’ with us, I go with Kane, B.I.G. and Jay, but that’s obvious

If you don’t get the fuck off my phone
But you one of the reasons that New York soft

Ronny J – Trixxx (feat. Lil Pump)

Ooh, Lil Pump
But the money come first
Damn i’m chokin’ on my trix
I’m on a whole ‘nother level (ooh)
I’m on a whole ‘nother level
[Verse 1: Ronny J]

I’m on a whole ‘nother level (yeah, yeah)
I might go fuck up your re-up, ooh
I’m on a whole ‘nother level (ooh)
They try to copy my speed
That’s why I stay where I want
And I’m still tryna fuck Trina
I might go fuck up your beamer, huh
They try to copy my speed
Ooh, damn, huh, Lil Pump
Shoot you in the three like my name Michael Jordan

They try to copy the spot
I splash on that bitch like my name Aquafina, huh
But the money come first
I’m on a whole ‘nother level (ooh)
I just bought a Audi, I just bought a Rover

Drop, Gucci on my wrist
Yeah, bad bitch on my wrist
Bitches they come and go like the money
Bitch, don’t call my phone ’cause a nigga recordin’
N*ggas hatin’, that’s a bummer
Drippin’, drippin’ like a faucet (grrrrr)
I might pull up in a foreign
[Chorus]
I’m on a whole ‘nother level (yeah, yeah)
I got yo’ bitch, she a trip
I’m on a whole ‘nother level
[Chorus]
Yeah, bad bitch on my wrist
Damn i’m chokin’ on my trix
I’m on a whole ‘nother level
Oh my god, Ronny
Uh, uh, uh
Drippin’, drippin’ like a faucet (grrrrr)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m on a whole ‘nother level (yeah, yeah)
My bitch hella thick ’cause she from North Dakota
Drippin’, drippin’ like a faucet (grrrrr)

I’m on a whole ‘nother level
They try to copy the spot
I got yo’ bitch, she gon’ go (uh, yeah)
Drop, skinny dippin’ with your bitch
Now I count racks for the fuck of it
Bust her for sure
Drop, Gucci on my wrist
They try to copy my speed
Smokin’ that loud, Wiz Khalifa, damn
I got that bitch [?]
[Chorus]
Damn i’m chokin’ on my trix

I’ma skirt off
My wrist lookin’ crazy, it look like Ebola
Drop, skinny dippin’ with your bitch
I’m whippin’ a brick like I’m hurricane Katrina
I ain’t fuck that bitch ’cause that bitch head is borin’
Drop, Gucci on my wrist
Drop, skinny dippin’ with your bitch
[Verse 2: Lil Pump]

Pull up, I shoot that two-seater, ooh
My life too lit, lit, I need a TV show (yah, yah)
They try to copy the spot
Ayy

Bitches they come and go like the money
Yeah, bad bitch on my wrist
I’m on a whole ‘nother level
That’s why I buy what I want
Lil Pump
I’m on a whole ‘nother level
[Intro]

Maxo Kream – Bussdown

Bring it back
Thirty rounds (bust it down)
Open up
Gun ’em down
MJ with the 4-5 (fadeaway)
Trappin’ in the vaco it’s a bussdown (that what we do)
Guns got [?] like shanaynay
I move the dope in abundance (bussdown)
[Intro]
Chop Backwoods like timber (ay)
Try and take my chain, I’ma bussdown
Wear it up
My shooter he dumb, he retarded (Cuh-rip)
Got it in her whole name, she’s a bussdown (she a)
Pick it up
Pounds in the basement ([?])
Trappin’ in the vaco it’s a bussdown (that what we do)
Joysticks like PlayStation
We don’t even serve here, we just bust down (uh uh)
Maxo, Bussdown
Thirty rounds (bust it down)
Plain Jane with it, no bussdown
Trap house strapped, no bugee (say what?)
I mow the grass like a gardener (uh huh)
Vacuum seal
Karo marinated (remix)

Fifty rounds (open up)
Handicap Crippin’ retarded (retarded)

Run through the grass like a touchdown
[?] rap with your tummy
Bussdown (wrap it up)
Hurricane chopper [?]
Stay ten toes I’m down (ten toes)
My patients impatient (wo-woah)

Maxo, Bussdown
Bussdown (wear it up)
Pigeons in the kitchen
Chickens in the den
Neck wet like baptized (church)
I pass the gas like I farted (excuse me)
Break it down
I split the pot like circumference
Bussdown (set it up)
Try and take my chain, I’ma bussdown
Trap out the bag, that’s a bussdown
Hundred rounds (vacuum seal)
Thirty rounds (bust it down)
Fifty rounds (open up)
Quarter birds in hand
Bussdown (wrap it up)
Jenny Craig with them pounds (get ’em off)
[Chorus]
Got my shooters on the roof, gon’ make them bussdown
Bussdown the quarters and onions
Set it up
Bussdown (set it up)
Bussdown (break it down)

Bussdown (break it down)
Diamonds dance like Chris Brown (Chris Breezy)
Run through the grass like a touchdown
Gun ’em down
Trap out the bag, that’s a bussdown
Fifty rounds (open up)
Look at my water, don’t drown (Fiji)
Plain Jane with it, no bussdown
Wrap it up
Trap out the bag, that’s a bussdown
Plain Jane with it, no bussdown
Wrappin’ up a pack like a mummy (uh huh)
Sellin’ gas like station (unleaded)
Bust it down
Got it in her whole name, she’s a bussdown (she a)
Try and take my chain, I’ma bussdown
Trap out the vaco apartment
Got a lot of young crash dummies (uh huh)

We don’t even serve here, we just bust down (uh uh)
Clip holds three times ten
[Verse 2]
Trust my decoratin’ (what else?)
[Chorus]
Two for the [?], serve junkies (trap)
Got my shooters on the roof, gon’ make them bussdown
Got my shooters on the roof, gon’ make them bussdown
Throwin’ them ‘bows like Luda’ (woah)
[Chorus]
Bussdown (break it down)
Run through the grass like a touchdown

Can’t keep my clients waitin’ (woah)
Break it down
Cold with the tommy like Martin (uh huh)
Trappin’ in the vaco it’s a bussdown (that what we do)
Servin’ them clucks, no rooster (ay)
Hundred rounds (vacuum seal)
We don’t even serve here, we just bussdown (uh uh)
Bussdown (set it up)
[Verse 1]
[?]
Set it up
Bussdown (wear it up)
Bussdown (wrap it up)
Got it in her whole name, she’s a bussdown (she a)
Serve purp’ fake to a dummy (rookie)
Bussdown (wear it up)
Gun ’em down
Hundred rounds (vacuum seal)

Linkin Park – Enth E Nd

Kutmasta Kurt
Every single little thing you said to make things fail
[Verse 1: Mike Shinoda]
Northeast, Southwest coast
Linkin Park
It doesn’t even matter when you look at it now
Keep that in mind
[Outro: Kutmasta Kurt (scratching until fade)]
But now your mouth wishes it could inhale
I’m staring out the window
Hey, yo, when this first started off it was just Linkin Park
The echo of the clock rhythm in my veins
I spoke, shake, and made eye contact
And got so far
Trying to grab hold, trying not to watch

All I know, time was just slipping away

But in the end, no matter what I pretend
But in the end
Stopping me, backstabbing me constantly
I tried so hard
But in the end
I brought you back into things
In the end
And what it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hard
Every single word you sputtered just to get your piece
‘Cause when I designed this rhyme
To lose it all
All I know, hah, I so-socialize
Like the host of the party
Mo-Mo-Motion Man
And then in the middle came Motion Man
Mo-Mo-Motion Man
The journey is more important than the end or the start
But in the end
[Bridge: Kutmasta Kurt (scratching)]
Hell of a team man it seems but I tried so hard
[Intro: Motion Man (talking)]
Remembering all the times you fought with me
It doesn’t even matter
[Chorus: Chester Bennington]
When I watched the time go right out the window
It doesn’t even matter how hard you try
I pig-skin, I never nerf it
But in the end
I tried so hard
Linkin Park
By any means, it means I’m leaving your team
To lose it all
You felt leather, never pleather, real bringing the pleasure
You’d always seem to make it worth it
When I tried so hard
Linkin Park
I had to fall
And got so far
I tried so hard
One thing, I don’t know why
It doesn’t even matter how hard you try
But it really doesn’t matter to me
Kutmasta Kurt
No opportunity to men though
It doesn’t even matter

And I watched it count down to the end of the day
Ay, yo, one thing, I don’t know why
Remix
And got so far

Remix
Like the imaginary man of your dreams
But in the end
[Chorus: Chester Bennington]

I tried to sew it up, you weaken your system into disorder
But I was forced to run, with you mocking me
I had to fall
And at the end of it all, it was Kutmasta Kurt with a remix
[Verse 3: Mike Shinoda]
I designed this rhyme when I was obsessed with time
Remix
I was scared of it all, scared to fall, and hadn’t even tried to crawl
Linkin Park
One thing, I don’t know how

To lose it all
Watched it watch me and the words that I say
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme to explain in due time
It doesn’t even matter
Partied and toast strong, all night
I wasted it all on the hands of the clock
In the end
‘Cause from the start to the end, no matter what I pretend
It doesn’t even matter
[Verse 2: Motion Man]

Watch the clock now chock full of hypocrisy
I had to fall
But in the end

[Chorus: Chester Bennington]
The journey is more important than the end or the start
And what it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time
It doesn’t even matter
It doesn’t even matter
I know that I didn’t look out below
In the end