Daily Archives: January 10, 2018

Craig David – I Know You (feat. Bastille)

I know you, I know you

[Verse 2: Dan Smith]
We’re all stumbling through the night
And there’s paradise in our minds
But it’s paradise in our minds
Never need to apologize
It doesn’t matter, we’re all together
But it’s paradise in our minds
[Chorus: Dan Smith]
Falling together, arms round each other
I know you, I know you
Falling together, arms round each other
You laugh ’til it hurts
And carrying the world is overrated
But it’s paradise in our minds
Stumbling, I know you
I know you, I know you
I can barely see in front of me
[Intro]
[Pre-Chorus: Craig David & Dan Smith]
[Verse 1: Craig David]
But we’re all stumbling through the night
I know you
In the middle, I’m steady on my feet (you, you, you, you)

Way too many drinks for me to start it

Stumbling
Who cares we’ve been here so many times
Who cares we’ve been here so many times
[Chorus: Dan Smith]

We’re all stumbling through the night
And there’s paradise in our minds
I know you, know me too
I know you, I know you
Falling together, arms round each other
[Bridge: Craig David & Dan Smith]
I know you, I know you
We’re all stumbling through the night
We’re all stumbling through the night
[Outro: Dan Smith]
I know you, know me too
But we’re all stumbling through the night
Stumbling, I know you
Stumbling
You laugh ’til it hurts

It doesn’t matter, we’re all together
It doesn’t matter, we’re all together
I know you
I know you
I know you, I know you

Stumbling

And there’s paradise in our minds
I know you
I know you, know me too
I fall to the curb
I know you
I fall to the curb
Stumbling, I know you
Strangers start to look like friendly faces

This gonna be a heavy night

I know you
We already know we’re far from perfect
[Pre-Chorus: Craig David & Dan Smith]

Steve Aoki & Lauren Jauregui – All Night

In perfect syncopation
I cannot deny that I want you to stay

You got me paralyzed, and I think I like it
[Chorus: Lauren Jauregui]
The things that could come from me feeling this way
You got me paralyzed, and I think I like it
Going all night
[Chorus: Lauren Jauregui]

When our eyes meet in the middle of a crowded room
Caught me by surprise, I’m not usually like this, no
‘Cause I keep going over
[Post-Chorus: Lauren Jauregui]
Let it fall into place

[Post-Chorus: Lauren Jauregui]
[Verse 1: Lauren Jauregui]
In knee deep testing waters
[Verse 2: Lauren Jauregui]
Woah, yeah
Caught me by surprise, I’m not usually like this, no
Caught me by surprise, I’m not usually like this, no
Face to face, tell me do you feel it to you?
This emotional game (this emotional game)

Got me paralyzed (got me paralyzed), and I think I like it (like it)
And I don’t wanna play (I don’t wanna play)
The crowd fades, tunnel vision
Let’s keep this going all night
You got me
Going all night
Going all night
Got me paralyzed, don’t think I can fight this

Going all night

But maybe I should wait
Let’s keep this going all night
Why’s it feel so right?
Let’s keep this going all night
In a daze, and the only thing I feel is you

My heart beats a little faster
Why’s it feel so right?
Got me paralyzed, don’t think I can help it
Going all night
Going all night
Why’s it feel so right?
You got me, got me paralyzed (woah)

Got me paralyzed (yeah), don’t think I can fight this (woah)
But when you pull me closer
I’ve got a feeling, and I don’t know what to do with you
[Post-Bridge: Lauren Jauregui]
[Bridge: Lauren Jauregui]
[Chorus: Lauren Jauregui]

Kip Moore – Last Shot (Lyric Video)

Well, I’d just wanna hold ya
Well, if you were my last breath
I’d press you to my lips, take a little sip
So baby let me look at you and see just what I got
So I ain’t gonna say it, oh but I ain’t gonna lie
Then I’d shoot you down

Then I’d shoot you down
If you were my last breath, I’d just wanna hold ya
If you were my last night of hell on wheels, I’d wanna drive you like I stole ya
If you were my last shot, last shot of whiskey
My last night of hell on wheels, wanna drive you like I stole ya
Swirl you around and around and around

Then I’d shoot you down
If you were my last shot, of whiskey
Swirl you around and around and around
If you were my last night of hell on wheels, I’d wanna drive you like I stole ya
If you were my cherry stem I’d tie you in a knot
Then I’d shoot you down
And if I couldn’t hail you, oh baby I’d be gone
I’d press you to my lips, take a little sip
I’d press you to my lips, take a little sip
If you wanna know the truth how I feel about you tonight
Well, baby love’s just one of those words that gets thrown around
Swirl you around and around and around

If you were my last breath, I’d just wanna hold ya

If you were my last shot, of whiskey

I’d be floating round high as the Colorado sky blowing smoke rings all night long
If you were my last breath, I’d just wanna hold ya
Like Jack and Coke, sitting on the bar when it gets watered down
Last call, last chance, last dance I was ever gonna get to take

Franz Ferdinand – Feel The Love Go

Oh, let the love go
Why don’t you come over here?

Why don’t you come over here?

[Chorus 1]
Hey, what’s that thing that you do?

Feel the love go (go-o)
Why don’t you come over here?
Let the love go
Why don’t you come over

And wish them more
Feel the love then go
Yeah feel the love go, oh

[Bridge]

Feel the love go
No, you’re not that thing that you’re doing
Then let it go

Why don’t you come over
Think of a friend (love)
Think of an enemy (more)

See, see the things that you’re doing
Think of an enemy (more)
And wish them more
Yeah feel the love go, go
Feel the love go (the love go)
[Pre-Chorus]
Love go, yeah feel the love go
Why don’t you come over here?
Think of a friend (love)
For the things that you do are not who you are
See the things that you do are not who you are
Think of amory(?) (love)
Yeah feel the love go, go-o-o
Why don’t you come over here?
And wish them love
Feel the love infecting
And wish them love

[Chorus 2]
Like them, wish them all your love

Feel the love go (love go)
[Pre-Chorus]
Then feel the love return
[Instrumental Outro]
[Verse 2]
Hey, what’s that thing that you’re doing?
Why don’t you come over here?
Feel the love infinity
Feel the love go
[Verse 1]

See, oh see the things that you do
Yeah feel the love go, go
Feel the love then go
Feel the love go (love go)
Oh, let the love go
Oh, let the love go

Lil Boosie – Heartless Hearts

Too many died unexpected times, it was stolen like that
No one care about this heart of mine
You let your hating ass friends put your foot on my back
Wish I could take him back to basketball, layups with left hand
Me and my partner watching, tryna find a mole in the pack

Sometimes I feel

Why Baton Rouge can’t have no second line
Maybe that will help this heart of mine
Busted wide open, close your eyes and picture me rollin’
I just got beef for 400 grand by my man, from the crater

[Verse 1]
She say she love me why you ain’t love me in Angola like that
I won’t go dig my nigga casket up, take it down Highland road

No one care about this heart of mine
I just want know who care man, seven eleven hustle with me
No one care about this heart of mine
[Hook] x 2
Snaked Lil’ Bleek when I was gone, he was my right and left hand
[Verse 2]
Because my heart has been broken and stolen
(I feel alone, alone, -lone, -lone, mama)
(I feel alone, alone, -lone, -lone, mama)
Why Baton Rouge can’t have no second line
Billy the kid, they finally got him, gunshot out his left head
He was an OG, and certified, I ain’t know he a rat
[Hook]
This heart probably can’t be fixed no way
Sometimes I feel
Real talk, it been broken like that
I need a pat on my back, I need a favor
I’m standing strong behind Bleek name, like Finn with his left hand
Need a second line to bring some memories back (that’s Lil’ Bleek and Lil’ Ivory)
I got this heartfelt thug shit
No one care about this heart of mine

Take pictures wit your casket while everybody throwing four
Why Baton Rouge can’t have no second line
He lost Lil’ Ivy we both was crying, now he just don’t care man
Maybe that will help this heart of mine
If Finn in the cut dawg, swinging like a mud dawg, biting on his lip with his left hand
Why Baton Rouge can’t have no second line
Go right back in that struggle with me
Maybe that will help this heart of mine
[Hook]
Looking for haters and narcotics out the same mirror
[Hook]
(I feel alone, alone, -lone, -lone, mama)
I miss my friends ’til the end, we be really living like that
Maybe that will help this heart of mine
Watching my back across the track with my main hitter
[Verse 3]
(I feel alone, alone, -lone, -lone, mama)

Lil Baby – All Of A Sudden (feat. Moneybagg Yo)

I just came home with nothin’
Unless that bitch come with a buddy (with a friend)
Lil Baby what’s poppin’?
I can’t be totin’ no handguns
Now I’m up all of a sudden
I’m in the booth with a money bag
Left the spot with a dub on me
I can’t be fuckin’ these hoes raw, I had to slip on a rubber
I can’t be drinkin’ on regular soda, all of my cups be muddy
Hey, now I’m up all of the sudden, hey
DMac got me too bangin’
Four Pockets, Bread Gang, who better?
[Verse 2: MoneyBagg Yo]
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
And if you want smoke you can get that
Here go the bricks, where the money at?
Now I’m up all of a sudden (hey)
Fly as fuck like a dove on me
I’m pullin’ her hair while I dig in her
I just want proof of the backend
I’m whippin’ this coupe, I ain’t rent that
I can’t be fuckin’ these hoes raw, I had to slip on a rubber (slip in that)
[Intro: Moneybagg Yo]
I can’t be fuckin’ these dog hoes
Unless that bitch come with a buddy

[Chorus: MoneyBagg Yo & Lil Baby]
I can’t be drivin’ no regular cars (skrt)
Now I’m up all of the sudden
I was broke like a while back

The shit that you savin’, I spent that
Give me a load, I ain’t comin’ back
I just came home with nothin’
Hurricane Harvey, flood on me
Diamonds wet like a tub on me
Fed shit

I can’t be totin’ no handguns (Glock)
I just came home with nothin’ (woo)
I can’t be totin’ no handguns
I can’t be drivin’ no regular cars
I’m with MoneyBagg, we went four federal
I can’t be fuckin’ these dog hoes
[Chorus: MoneyBagg Yo & Lil Baby]
I can’t be fuckin’ these hoes raw, I had to slip on a rubber
I can’t be drinkin’ on regular soda, all of my cups be muddy
We gon’ pull up where your mama at
Now I’m up all of a sudden (hey, hey)
If you knew better, baby you’d do better
That bitch gotta come with a button (a button)
If I said fuck you I meant that
Walk in the spot, bitches tug on me
Now I’m up all of the sudden
Unless that bitch come with a thirty
Now I’m up all of the sudden
Now I’m up all of the sudden
That bitch gotta come with a button
I got plenty hoes, call me Hugh Hefner
Now I’m up all of a sudden (hey)
Runnin’ through hoes like a running back
All four of my pockets full now
I can’t be rockin’ no plain jane, both of my watches be flooded
She like hold up baby, keep my tracts in
I can’t be drinkin’ on regular soda, all of my kush be muddy
I was broke like a while back
Ugh ugh ugh
I can’t be rappin’ for free, they gotta send me the budget
I can’t be rockin’ no plain jane, both of my watches be flooded
I can’t be drivin’ no regular cars
Unless that bitch come with a buddy
Now I’m up all of the sudden
Hey, now I’m up all of the sudden, hey
Unless that bitch come with a thirty
Moneybagg, Moneybagg (fuck with it)
I can’t be rappin’ for free, they gotta send me the budget (send me that)
Now I’m up all of the sudden
Unless that bitch come with a thirty (with a thirty)
I make ’em shoot where your stomach at
I can’t be rockin’ no plain jane, both of my watches be flooded
I just went bonkers all up, exclusive gang
I can’t be fuckin’ these dog hoes

We can fuck but you can’t call this number back
I can’t be rappin’ for free, they gotta send me the budget
I can’t hit that bitch raw, got a glove on me

I’m in the trap with the drugs one me
Ayy, gangster shit only nigga
That bitch gotta come with a button
[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo & Lil Baby]
I was broke like a while back

Any time I fuck her I hit from the back end

Nino Man – I Hate You (feat. Jadakiss)

That’s the main reason why I had to get on my job more
Niggas keep on talking that jazz but I ain’t stopping

I was taught to knock off the work
Ain’t nothing popping alive
This still the beginning
They try to get the god on some satan shit
They like Nino Man why the fuck you ain’t blow yet
Niggas make it lit
Know I had to drive I just couldn’t find that car door
I want real love, it’s too many that’s pretending
It’s crazy how your fans will stress you cuz they waiting
Better late than never
I was tryna get it, moms wanted me in job core
[Verse 2]
I just want the lord to bless them
From the seniors to all the freshman
May believe what they see, that’s all perception
[Verse 1]
What you better do is take your blessings
To all federal and state corrections
Everything I got in life I had to work hard for it
I said I don’t know b
Cuz I ain’t stopping
Fuck love I like em better hating
And that’s the glue of the cookies
Fuck with me for me not just when you see me winning
This lifestyle is crazy
Better late than never
First try then try more
Better late than never
Team player and I ain’t got to have the high score
Reason why I know imma make it
I’m not a rookie
Lox is like the X-Men
This is hard work and dedication
Imma be great forever
I toured the world with kiss
Ya’ll played hooky
Cut a couple off now I’m funny
Money is precious, time is sacred
Always keep my foot on that gas so I ain’t flopping
Told me wait my turn but I was never patient
It’s fucked up people only your friends when it’s convenient
I bet you imma go next
They say I’m popping
But timing is everything
When the hating is blatant just for the sake of it
The squares in your circle will always fuck up the shape of it
Remember one thing, better late than never
But I’m on a wave they say it’s taking forever
Then buy more
I’m in a class by myself
They ain’t even see the glow yet
Guess they don’t know yet
Still got to make your weapons
If I can’t smoke in your club, don’t try to book me
But the real show me my love
They say life is what you make of it
I got tired of having friends cuz of cars and when they need it
Your mans hating
I know it got to hurt to die poor
Loyalty is like Wi-fi, poor connection
Crazier how they know you successful
I just got tired of having friends cuz I got money
But wait, that’s all deception
Still can’t escape your lessons
I need some medication

Farruko – Mi Forma De Ser

Que digan lo que quieran de mí (¡Farru!)

(¡Woo!)
Yeah yeh
Que digan lo que quieran de mí
Que digan lo que quieran de mí
Que nadie nunca pudo entender

Pero nadie me puede decir na’ a mÍ, pa’ eso josié, lo sudé y me jodí
¿Tú no cree que yo sé que hablan de mí?
[Verso 1]
Yeh yeh yeh

Qué me envidian y quieren mano pa’ mí (quieren mano)
Yeh, yeah, yeeh
Que me envidian y quieren mano pa’ mí (quieren mano)
¿Tú no cree que yo sé que hablan de mí?

¿Tú no cree que yo sé que hablan de mí?
Que digan lo que quieran de mí

Que digan lo que quieran de mí
Porque nada de lo material cuando te muera’ te va’ a llevar
Carbon Fiber Music
Siempre van a hablar (siempre van a hablar) pero no importa
Vivo a mi manera, nadie me controla y por nadie yo voy a cambiar
[Coro]
No hay amigos en las malas, en las buenas dicen que to’ son familia

Yeah yeh
(Quieren mano pa’ mí)
[Puente]
La gente siempre va a hablar (skrt, skrt, skrt)
¡Farru!
Yeeh, yeh
Que digan lo que quieran de mí
Yeh yeeeh yeh (sigo el-, sigo-el, sigo el-)
Que digan lo que quieran de mí
[Puente]
Siempre van a hablar pero no importa
Eeeh eeh eeh
Los momentos buenos son los recuerdos con los que te vas a quedar (ahh)
(Quieren mano pa’ mÍ)
Rumbeando y viajando, siempre disfrutando (ehh)
[Intro]
Yo no sé, siempre yo he sido así
[Coro]
Yeh, yeah, yeeh
Qué me envidian y quieren mano pa’ mí (quieren mano)

Sólo por mi forma de ser (yeh)
Yeh yeeeh yeh
De esta vida corta que se está acabando (ohh)
Que mañana si a uno lo matan o te mueres to’ el mundo te olvida
Todo aquí es una hipocresía
Por eso bebo como un loco, fumo como un loco

¿Tú no cree que yo sé que hablan de mí?
Me gusta la calle, exploto to’ el dinero, vacilo y no paro de janguear
Por nadie yo voy a cambiar mi manera ‘e pensar (¡woo!)
Que digan lo que quieran de mí
Yeah

Que me envidian y quieren mano pa’ mí (quieren mano pa’ mí)
La gente siempre va a hablar mal (yeah)
No sufra’ y destapa la botella, frontea, bebe, fuma y brinda por la vida
(yeh) De donde lo saqué y en qué yo lo gasté, ¿qué carajo te importa eso a ti?
[Outro]
Sharo torres
TrapXFicante
Salgo como un loco, sí, yo soy un loco
Qué digan lo que quieran de mí

Eminem – Chloraseptic (Remix) (feat. 2 Chainz & Phresher)

I’m talkin’ this and you not, I’m talkin’ bricks and you not
This is the equinox, this what the people want

And practically cut my mothafuckin’ fan base in half and still outsold you
Real nigga, you ain’t break no rules
And you got strep, I’m too complex with, ‘plex with
So you formed your verdict
They must have looked at Medusa
P!nk, Beyoncé this and Kehlani that" (yeah)
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Like Osama with a bomb under the bin
This is the murder murder, pass the burner, Em

But nowadays, every flow, every cadence sounds the same
I know you still want me to ill out, don’t you?
Bitch, suck my dick
And I’m soon to stick a broom in the uterus of your Hooters chick
I’m at your throat like Chloraseptic, ‘septic
I’m losin’ it, you get chewed like a Junior Mint
From 7 Mile in Novara to "How can I be down?"
Your money shorter than an acronym
This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
[Outro: PHresher]
If you don’t think I’m that nigga
I’m at your throat like Chloraseptic, ‘septic
Yet you keep comin’ back for more
[Chorus: PHresher]
Or I might go crazy (yeah)
I’m talkin’ straight up and down, nigga, like 6 o’clock
Go off your head like I’m Ayo
It’s a-okay though, whippin’ up whip like it’s mayo
I’m at your throat, I’m feelin’ reckless, reckless, yeah
And down the middle of the Pentagon
Ali or the Svengali embodiment of sin
Back and forth, back and forth
They fly on the latest
These niggas too goddamn lazy
Why you always gotta smack a whore?
Something’s gotta give, that’s for sure
Like Jack Kevorkian’s ass to court
I begin slaughterin’ your men, prolly shoulda been
lately (yeah) Shit is O.C.
‘Til I’m ready to respond, then I’ma launch it at ’em
Thank God, I rap better when the odds are stacked
Take ’em to church, I’m talkin’ the tabernacle
And I can see the fair-weather fans and sales down
Dispel doubt but you won’t admit I smoked
If you think you’re promised tomorrow (yeah!)
If I was you I wouldn’t do nothin’ stupid due to the mood I’m in
Like Chloraseptic
A freakin’ lunatic, a human computer chip
Crocs, alligators, say hi to my haters
And you got strep, I’m too complex with, ‘plex with
Rap mature, why can’t you be like Macklemore? Huh?
High school, niggas ate your food
[Verse 2: PHresher]
Time to eat the vocals and shit out Pro Tools
Then I took a stand, went at Tan-Face
But what the fuck have I awoke to?
But am I s’posed to sound like everything else out?
I fucked some twins before, I had a Benz before
And you was spellbound, hellbound in my snowsuit
All of these stones on my neck, uh
All of us tryna pile in the car (yeah!), we shot for the stars, yeah
Nah, dog, y’all sayin’ I lost it, your fuckin’ marbles are gone
Out of this world, talkin’ NATO
Pull up in the candy car eatin’ a candy bar
You must be sniffin’ that yayo
‘Cause I got shooters that shoot when I say so, like Lord
Y’all saw the tracklist and had a fit ‘fore you heard it
This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
Fuck it, man, I want the title
"Revival’s wack, I don’t like the ‘Zombie’ track
[Chorus: PHresher]
So rewind it to your high school dance to the night before
Not as raw as I was, "’Walk on Water’ sucks"
With an obvious intent
Or when he’s talkin’ that garbage psychotic crap

Did your little reaction videos and talked over songs (Chill!)
It’s likely the psychiatric ward’s a last resort
Hopin’ the old Slim’s gonna spill out, open fire
Where’s your content at? What’s with all the conscious rap?
And my girl eatin’ a candy apple
On your whole camp with this spit I wrote you
But I’m tryna come up like JAY-Z
And when I am, I’ll be at your fuckin’ throat like—
In the lobby of the Intercontinental
‘Cause I don’t get compared to it, only myself now
My mission is [?]
Might dumb it down a little, but I ain’t no fool
I just added to the fuel in my rocket pack
Somebody at the door, I heard the speaker knock, uh
But they shoppin’ at Raleys, they stingin’ like tasers
But the only way I care is if I let myself down
(2 Chainz!)
Do me a favor, don’t do me no favors
Idiotic from the fuckin’ embryonic sac
It’s the return of the body snatcher
To the bodybag, I’ll be back
In a fruit fight, I aim at your Adam’s Apple
That chicken, lobster, potatoes
Bin Laden with a pen, body it again
Never, Neverland shit came with a Ferris wheel (goddamn)
They all wanna smoke but ain’t doin’ no labor
Lil’ shawty now comin’ from BK
And I will not even relent up on a little
These bitches got flavors
And hit a kindergartener with a rental, stop!
[Verse 3: Eminem]
You just called my shit trash
Act Hollywood like they play for the Lakers
Nothin’ but love from my heart
Fakin’, nigga, human traffickin’ (woo)
While you sat with your arms crossed
How many fuckin’ rappers did I go through?
Don’t ever, ever, ever try to play me
Pardon my neighbor, we eatin’
Empty the lubricant and put super glue in it
Swagger on 10 since a day old
Wanna be in my shoes, you ain’t paid no dues
Most of y’all my sons, aww, look at little JR
I’m at your throat, I’m feelin’ reckless, reckless, yeah

Walk in the spot, make my woman smack ya (Whoo!)
This tune is sick, it’s luminous, the moon is lit
Show me who to rip, it’s time for you to get screwed
Gotta break ’em off with these Dre beats (yeah)
I’m on the Act again, this ain’t a accident

This is the sin report
But if I look strange and out of place
Yuh, I line their ass up, I aim at their Cruiser
I run the trap again, you on the treadmill (treadmill)
Every track is a K.O., fuck nigga, K.O
Yeah, yeah
Real pain in the paper, I don’t trace
Pockets Rasputia of course, I drove some rims to court
‘Cause we only got so much time in this world (yeah!)
Niggas hate every day, B (yeah)
Ladi-dadi, got a bunch of bodies, nigga
It’s ‘cos of jail, don’t be an A-hole
I feel entitled to titles

Like a Saudi in the Taliban plotting an event

Brain’s a powder keg, I draw inspiration outta hate
King like Ak-ron
So chill out, no, you hoes couldn’t roast me with the shit I wrote you
Big body when I’m backin’ in
Now I’m ’bout to fool again
F-12 same color Kate Moss, ugh, I’m talkin’ wrist in the pot
Ferris day off, baby, AR in the same car
It’s ’cause I’m an alien, that’s why I write ’til the page is outta space, yeah

Jon Connor – I’m Back

Tell em I kill it Until it’s feeling like its a grave

This some 2018 shit
My daddy told me it was cheaper to keep em
Til I kill it, homicide on anybody siding with it
Til Rosa Parks said shit I’m tired as a slave
Vehicle City
You want it then come and get it
Now real niggas feel this
Tell em I did for everybody that wanted to listen to rap again but disengaged
Real niggas, and my bad bitches make some noise all the fuck niggas stay quiet
Cause back in the day all they knew how to feed us
[Verse 2: Jon Connor & Dr. Dre]
We really don’t feel it

Everybody looking at me thinking what I’m bout to do
Look at the shit you play
I was poor, I was low, I don’t know where to go, wanna blow
Back to monopolize, anything that we want
Point em out, if you see em, if you see em point em out, I’m feeling like I’m bout to start a riot
Fuck a bitch, fuck tricking, I don’t even retweet em
Catch a body and they fine with that
Aww shit, Kill em Jon!
God Damn, this shit a make a nun miss church
Compare this track to a strap and a mask
Dre Yeah, this is Dr.
I am Richard Pryor fire, lighter to a diaper, hot shit
With you niggas it be just words
And this is the next Aftermath representative, Jon Connor!
The city where houses get raided you know how we play it
[Outro: Jon Connor]
To the major labels, everybody yall sign is wack How I feel?
The album is ‘Vehicle City’
Dre, what up nigga?!
Hearing all the shit that niggas try to mimic
Cause you could be nice with the lyrics but ain’t got that real nigga feeling
Yea, shout to Remy and Lil Kim
Sav
Tell em it a benefit em if I get em in a diss first
When we use to have to sit in the back in the bus, like fuck
I’ll admit it, couldn’t go another minute
So Jon, won’t you step up and show ’em just a little bit of what the fuck you do
These rappers is gassed, these rappers is actors and this movie terribly cast
Well let me think about it, Dre done put me in position
Oh, they take pride in that, no sympathy for nobody who ain’t in line
Stay in a hater mouth I should become a dentist

This sound like an old shotty
Ain’t sleeping til all of my people is eating
Aftermath
You and my girl need to switch skirts
Matt Hardy you niggas, delete em, delete em
Tell granny to bury the gun
They waiting for me to come speak for the people
Ever seen Joe Pesci at the end of Casino? Oh you don’t believe em?
Copy raps, I will not be that, I’m yall ass 24/7, *10/4* copy that
Did it better than you would have ever thought
Look, I could do this for days
This Flint and them Compton guys
Cause you sounding worse than the niggas you biting
I ain’t feeling you niggas
Fuck all you niggas, I’m second to none
In my hood, the big niggas debo’ing debo
It’s my time now and every second to come
Midwest fucking with me from here to Toledo
Well I’ma get it while I’m in it
Mo Cleaves
A blast from the past *Gun Shots*

Yea, nigga what? Nothing. Aftermath in this bitch nigga, what you gon’ do about it huh?
Look, this year’s election was trash, so I need therapy bad
Fuck opinions, fuck ya niggas
Y’all did that
Feeding my ego, these hoes, I back seat of my jeep em, I never mislead em
Scary, cause I’ma keep spitting cemeteries until I’m in lyrical heaven with Pun
Yea that’s yo ass
So going to war with us is not advised, nigga
Nice, this is lord steven regal against ricky steamboat
I get excited by the shit that you liking
Look at the shit they say
Hold up, You tired nigga?
Schooling you niggas and you can tell em I skipped a grade
I’m back in a rage, like I’m black and it’s back in the days
None of you niggas is scaring me none
Wait…
[Intro: Dr. Dre]
[Verse 1: Jon Connor]
Competition kinda getting soft
So I’m bout to try to Royce and Eminem it
No I don’t compromise
[Interlude: Dr. Dre]

You know where the fuck that I’m from
I’m the blemish on ya finish when you think you riding fly
Was funyuns and cheetos, doritos and fritos
Snitches get stitches, in my hood they end up in ditches
I’m finna kill it
Come on, let’s get ’em
Nah, it’s feeling like you niggas just cursed
The fiends on my street they compete for a needle
Real nigga that’ll flip words
I was hoping and hoping the flow would just open the door, I was broke
Cause Imma make a Mother Fucker hot if I diss you in this verse
That shit ain’t appealing to me or the city I live in
Tell em to fix they face
But at home, they like gone and put on, get it on for the throne nigga
Remind me that, when I react, the time we at, pussy niggas, copycats
Fuck the world til my dick hurts

Black Eyed Peas – Street Livin’

If you’re ivory, they treat you different
There’s more niggas that’s rotting in the prisons than there ever slaves cotton picking
Street livin’, ain’t no joke
Street livin’, tough conditions
You’ll get shot, and they’ll say the incident
Slave masters that owned the slave trade game
Niggas getting stuck for the Nike shoes

Systematically, that’s how they made it to be
Now, they wanna take away our dreams and hopes
I understand what’s a nigga to choose?
And compare to them, prison guards get payed well
Ten years no bail is 4 years at Yale
[Verse 2: Taboo]
Brainwashed by the television

Don’t push me cause I’m close to hell
Niggas killing niggas like they Ku Klux Klan
Guns or books, get shot or shoot
Guns or books, sell crack or rap
What a coincidence?
Double cross love lost no religion
No education in the hood, got a nigga confused
So, forget about the statue of General Lee
Well, be vigilant, and they call you militant
You can take action or take a dick
Street livin’, hustle or hoops
You’re guilty until we prove you’re innocent
Are gonna end up in some penitentiary
Street livin’, oh my gosh
Break the law, make or break the news
No comprende, we speak ebonics
Infected by the black plague, new bubonic
Is because you’re beligerent
Street niggas be packing pistols
Or you can say fuck the system
No way out of the Reaganomics
Now, every time I hear a new def jam
So, how we gon’ get out the trap?
Street livin’, ain’t no rules
Cause niggas kill more niggas than the KKK did
They called us coons, now they call us cons
Guns or books, sell crack or rap
Because the status of blacks are generally
Be the killer or be the dead dude in the news
Terrorists be blasting missles
I get it, what’s a nigga to do?
CIA planes bring Columbian drugs
And private complexes are owned by the same
If you black in the hood, you at large
Listen, they derailed the soul train
If you’re ebony, they assume you’re temperament
Crips and bloods and retail thugs
[Verse 3: apl.de.ap]
If you ain’t dead, you can see imprisonment
Street livin’, caught in a trap
The life you choose could be the life you lose
Another cop got off with no charge
And racists no longer have to be racist
Street livin’, no economics
Street livin’, what’s your position?
It’s a cold world, better bring your coat
It’s more niggas in the prisons than there ever slaves cotton picking
We lost in the war we live in
And put a nightmare into every Martin Luther King
Another brother got shot by the searg’
Revoke cause the streets are broke

Be like kings or be like pawns
[Verse 1: will.i.am]
Listen, you can get fucked by the system

Hotshot – Take A Shot (Sub Español & Rom)

매일 날 보러 와주는 팬들에 매직
네가 느껴 왔던 깊이완 다른 나야
숨이 터져 나와

La la la la La la La la la La la la
해일 위를 타는 느낌
리듬에 맞서 추는 Body Hey Yeah!

이끌리는 대로 날 향해 Hotshot
I’ma make U feel high
내 흐름을 알겠지
지금부터 보여줄게 스테이지 위 내 모습을
I’m the man I’m the man yeah best man

Top player back 시선 다가질 Baby

Everyday Everynight 나 노력 했어
나는 무대 위 주인공 이제 변하지 않는

I’ma make U feel high

I’ma make U feel high
La la la La la la
차이 말로 표현 못할

I’ma make U feel high
I’m the man I’m the man yeah best man
Take a shot Take a shot

La la la La la la
말해 내 Flowinsane
지금부터 보여주는 스테이지 위 내 모습을
두 귀와 네 숨이 이끌려 넌 Fancy

I’ma make U feel high
Take a shot Take a shot
I’ma make U feel high
노력은 이미 잭팟 Baby
La la la La la la
숨이 터져 나와
La la la la La la La la la La la la
Do you wanna play with the Hotshot?
La la la La la la
네가 느껴 왔던 깊이완 다른 나야
I’ma make U feel high
뛰는 스케일부터가 달라 공연장은 매진
Take a shot Take a shot

I’ma make U feel high
Take a shot Take a shot
I’ma make U feel high
Take a shot Take a shot
한 번 넘어진 적 없지
느껴봐 감각의
누군가는 듣자마자
La la la la La la La la la La la la
La la la La la la
네가 느껴 왔던 깊이완 다른 나야
나는 무대 위 주인공 이제 변하지 않을
I’ma make U feel high
I’m the man I’m the man yeah best man
말해봐 네 이름 넌 이미
Hold up Hotshot’s play I Swear it.
La la la La la la
이해가 되겠지 Can you feel it now
I’ma make U feel high
뛰는 스케일부터가 달라 공연장은 매진
Do you wanna play with the Hotshot?

I’ma make U feel high
숨이 터져 나와
Take a shot Take a shot
물어본다면 당연한 듯이
Hold up Hotshot’s play I Swear it.
La la la la La la La la la La la la
이끌리는 대로 날 향해 Hotshot

매일 날 보러 와주는 팬들에 매직
Everytime 한숨에 질식할 No mercy

I’m the man I’m the man yeah best man
I Swear it. Hold up Hotshot’s play
오직 너 하나만을 내 마음속에

Zehra Bajraktarevic – Izabralo Srce Tebe (On OTV Valentino Nova Godina 2018) (Live)

slucajno il’ namjerno
Hvala Adelisa
da bi s tobom ostala
otkad tebe sretoh presta birati
otkad tebe sretoh presta birati
Nasoj prici vidim kraj
Boze snage ti mi daj
izabralo tebe srce medju drugih sto

Ne treba mi zlato, ni dukati ti
2x kaze to je to.
Sta sam ti sve prastala
zivot necu bez njega
Ne treba mi zlato, ni dukati ti

samo sebe lagala. 2x
4x kaze to je to.

vrati ga u zagrljaj. 2x
izabralo tebe srce medju drugih sto

Mirza Sut – Plakala Je Majka (On OTV Valentino Nova Godina 2018) (Live)

Iz dobrog se ne ide
drhtala ko prut
riječi očeve
dodji da nas vidi

[Refren]

na daleki put
u životu svom
kad ne bude nje
Plakala je majka
[Refren]
dodji da nas vidi
Sada nikog nema
makar još jednom
boli svaka suza
makar još jednom

i majka je rekla
Ti u bijeli svijet
makar još jednom
zaplakala tad
zaplakala tad

što joj je potekla

u životu svom
dodji da nas vidi
Bit ce kuća pusta
Iz dobrog se ne ide
Sada nikog nema
često u san dodju
i za mnom je majka
a ti ode brate

u životu svom
u životu svom
[Refren]
Iz dobrog se ne ide
makar još jednom
Sada nikog nema
dodji da nas vidi
to je otac reko
u svijet bijeli daleko
ja u drugi grad
Sada nikog nema
ja u drugi grad
i za mnom je majka
Ti u bijeli svijet
u svijet bijeli daleko

Iz dobrog se ne ide
kada si polazio
u životu svom
ja u drugi grad

Ti u bijeli svijet
i za mnom je majka

makar još jednom

Sada nikog nema
boli svaka suza

i majka je rekla
dodji da nas vidi
u životu svom
zaplakala tad

dodji da nas vidi
to je otac reko
Sada nikog nema
a ti ode brate
što joj je potekla
makar još jednom

Amela Zukovic – Natenane (On OTV Valentino Nova Godina 2018) (Live)

pa kad prvi sumrak krene
ljubio sve zene
kad zaboli glava sutra
Ti u sebi loseg nemas

pare bacas,znas
kucas mi na vrata

Prosao si pola svijeta
Muzikanti kad te vide
Natenane kada svane

dok zora ne svane
znam opet ces isto
znam da kuci doci neces
Potrosio svoju mladost
[Refren]
kad zaboli glava sutra
vrijeme ti je da se smiris

a srce ti cisto
[Refren] x3

pravis me od blata

i poslusaj mene
ti moja budalo
znam opet ces isto
I da imas milijarde
hajde sada malo kuci
na noc i kafane
pravis me od blata
pa kad prvi sumrak krene

a srce ti cisto
Ti u sebi loseg nemas
bilo bi ti malo
kucas mi na vrata
da te svi vole zbog toga
ko da vide boga
Natenane kada svane