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  • Talib Kweli & Styles P – Last Ones (The Seven Album)

    (Yeah)
    (What’s Happenin’?)
    (What’s Happenin’?)
    (What’s up, what’s happenin, what’s up?)

    [Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
    All my rap friends went crazy I’m the last one left
    These haters prayin’ they can celebrate the last one’s death
    None of them niggas in my class that couldn’t pass one test
    But that’s what happens when you rappin’ on a [?] depth
    I never chat shit
    The flow bat-shit, it’s major league
    Major Keys like Khaled (it’s accurate)
    Recognize a dime when you pass it
    With this weapon I’s rhymin’, I’m an assassin
    Put nine minutes to the casket, you bastards
    Stare in the abyss and the Leviathan (oh yea)
    You say a prayer for the dying men
    Looking for that pleasure but you findin’ sin
    Can’t be scared to take a loss if you tryin’ to win

    [Verse 2: Styles P]
    Recognize greatness, tenacious
    Gracious, mark of design, the new Matrix
    I can make Dr. Strange brain look basic
    MCs on the dinner menu and I ain’t ate shit
    Who’s the entree? I’m a giant like Andre
    You just an appetizer, weak rapper in harm’s way
    These elite rhymes, prayers and peace signs
    Staring at the air, fled the joint, hope the beast died
    Icy ass road, no brakes let the Jeep slide
    Playing hide and seek with my sleep, where did he hide?
    Popular, hook philosopher since knee high
    Ironic, I really ran with the wolves at G high
    You ain’t hearing me, higher power preparing me
    To have a higher power in rap for transparency
    I’m clear to you, I’m here with you
    High and in the cloud, I should put it in the air for you

    [Hook: Talib Kweli & Styles P]
    All my rap friends went crazy I’m the last one left
    All my street homies crazy I’m the last one right
    (Last ones, left right)
    (Last ones, left right)
    All my rap friends went crazy I’m the last one left
    All my street homies crazy I’m the last one right
    (Last ones, left right)
    (Last ones, left right)
    (Last ones)

    [Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
    Paint it like I’m JJ, for real I’m not for play play
    If I work then I get paid, they whip them slaves like the nae nae
    I’m smashin’ ’em if you askin’ ’em what’s happenin’ and they say
    I’m original, you a re-run, Dwayne hey hey hey
    Do the rise got my squad information like what bae say
    I seen my brother you got to be more specific when you say bae
    A spark like a melee, feelings I don’t placate
    Give a fuck what Michael Jackson and Paul McCartney say say say
    Fuck the KKK, respect the family, me and you got a play date
    I’ll send you to hell and Satan will be your playmate
    O-K-K, like Lil Scrappy but pay attention to what they say
    Sound like some old "catch me on payday" type niggas who like to get missin’
    Nah, pay what you want (cough it up), but you ain’t the homie, now you don’t know me
    Hip-hop on my shoulders like the demons or the sheriff
    Or the stick you use for measurin’, way too sick for medicine

    [Hook: Talib Kweli & Styles P]
    All my rap friends went crazy I’m the last one left
    All my street homies crazy I’m the last one right
    (Last ones, left right)
    (Last ones, left right)
    All my rap friends went crazy I’m the last one left
    All my street homies crazy I’m the last one right
    (Last ones, left right)
    (Last ones, left right)

    [Verse 4: Styles P]
    All my street homies crazy I’m the last one right
    Hatin’ cocksuckers hope I see the flash one night
    ‘Bout peace but I’ma grab my mask tonight
    Man standin’, I’ma be the last one right
    I rhyme wicked, I sit still, my mind vivid
    Analyze the times and all of the signs with it
    Pump fake the snakes and the rats and the swine with ’em
    Smoke watch stars and go on the line with ’em, ghost

    [Outro]
    Oh, that my words were written
    Oh, that they were inscribed in a book
    Oh, that with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever
    Whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just
    Whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable
    If there is any excellence, if there is anything worth of praise
    Think about these things


  • Lloyd Banks – Salute (Halloween Havoc 3 Mixtape)

    [Hook: Lloyd Banks]
    General I salute you
    I’ll put a hole in any nigga tryin’ to shoot you
    It ain’t nothin’ cause loyalty’s what I’m used to
    And what I don’t do I’ll have one of my troops do
    Nigga we’ll kill you

    [Verse 1: Young Buck]
    I’m ready for combat, a soldier on the front lines
    Take it to the streets nigga mothafuck a punch line
    It only take one time for you to send a death threat
    And watch these bullets have that ass singin’ like Keith Sweat
    You ain’t met me yet, I been camouflaged in the bushes
    And I’m co-signin 50 cause them niggas all pussy
    Bustin’ shots at ya convoy, you don’t want war
    No surrender, no retreat, this is Vietnam boy
    Check my war wounds, I done took a couple for the team
    Only niggas that been on the battlefield know what I mean
    Take cover, we comin’ pullin’ pins out of grenades
    You won’t make it to the General without gettin’ sprayed
    Might as well say hello to my brand new little friend
    Only time he come out to put holes in grown men
    You can send your troops and get ’em all blown back
    Walk up on ’em wit a deuce deuce, and nigga hold that
    BUCK!

    [Hook: x2]
    General I salute you
    I’ll put a hole in any nigga tryin’ to shoot you
    It ain’t nothin’ cause loyalty’s what I’m used to
    And what I don’t do I’ll have one of my troops do
    Nigga we’ll kill you

    [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
    Look nigga, I suggest you go home
    Cause I won’t hesitate to let the chrome touch ya
    Nigga I’m never scared like Bone Crusher
    Stand alone, provide my own supper
    Tell ya baby momma stop comin’ around here or I’m gon’ fuck her
    We’ll try to take up for them lames around you
    He’ll get shots for free like I flagrant fouled you
    I’m on the road blowin’ grade A haze and brown
    Got niggas runnin’ like the KKK’s around
    My album’s comin’, a new year’s approaching
    My buzz gettin’ bigger, a few ears is open
    Can your team play in the game, without you here to coach ’em
    There’s a very fine line between a pool and an ocean
    Sometimes I’m in Atlanta where they Bankhead bounce
    And you could come, but after you give Banks head bounce
    These niggas really want war, cause if so put on your vest
    Cause all you gotta do is just say yes

    [Hook]
    General I salute you
    I’ll put a hole in any nigga tryin’ to shoot you
    It ain’t nothin’ cause loyalty’s what I’m used to
    And what I don’t do I’ll have one of my troops do
    Nigga we’ll kill you

    [Outro: 50 Cent (Tony Yayo)]
    G-Unit’s like the Firm
    Cause you can get in, you can’t get out
    (This is G-Unit life right here, know what I’m sayin’
    We used to sell drugs, you know bust guns and all the other
    Now we’re laid back, now we doin’ us, we live it up
    50 got us right, got us kicked up right now)


  • Will.I.Am – Grab’m By The Pu$$y (feat. Apl.De.Ap & Liane V) letras

    [will.i.am]
    I’m a star, cuz I made it
    I’m rich and I’m famous
    Donald Trump said grab ’em by the (meow)
    Donald Trump said grab ’em by the (meow)

    Yeah baby…
    I’m a star and I’m famous
    Donald Trump said grab em by the (meow)
    Donald Trump said grab em by the pussy

    [Liane V]
    No…
    You got it all wrong
    I’m a woman
    And I’m strong

    And don’t you forget it
    Cuz I am intelligent
    I’m somebodies daughter
    I’m somebodies boss
    I could be the next president
    So give me the respect now

    Gimmie gimme gimmie respect
    Gimmie respect now
    Gimmie the respect now

    Listen
    Gimmie gimme gimmie respect
    Gimmie respect now
    Gimmie the respect now

    [Apl.de.ap]
    Whatcha gonna do about the war in Afghanistan
    Whatcha gonna do when they kill another black man
    Tell me how you’re gonna make America great again
    Whatcha gonna do when they only wanna hate again

    [will.i.am]
    When Im president I won’t be like be Obama
    If anyone talks shit about me, ill bomb em
    I’m grabbin that pussy like theres no tomorrow
    And if we have problems with Russia I’ll bomb em

    [Apl.de.ap]
    Whatcha gonna do about Al Queda and Isis
    Whatcha gonna do about the Syrian crisis
    Whatcha gonna do when you step in the door
    Will the rich stay richer and the poor stay poor

    [will.i.am]
    No

    Ah shut up girl
    It ain’t about you girl
    It’s all about me girl
    Don’t you see my name on the building, girl
    And when I’m president, Imma own the world
    I’m a star

    I’m a star, cuz i made it
    I’m rich and I’m famous
    Donald Trump said grab em by the (meow)
    Donald Trump said grab em by the (meow)

    Yeah baby
    I’m a star and I’m famous
    Donald Trump said grab em by the (meow)
    Donald Trump said grab em by the Pussy

    [Liane V]
    No…
    You got it all wrong
    I’m a woman
    And I’m strong

    And don’t you forget it
    Cuz I am intelligent
    I’m somebodies daughter
    I’m somebodies boss
    I could be the next president
    So give me the respect now

    Gimmie gimme gimmie respect
    Gimmie respect now
    Gimmie the respect now

    Yeah
    Yeah

    Gimmie gimme Gimmie respect
    Gimmie respect now
    Gimmie the respect now

    [will.i.am]
    Respect you?
    Nah
    Y’all gonna learn how to respect me
    Got the KKK support’n me
    And the black community
    Yeah… dance brother

    So you can give me respect
    Gimmie respect
    Gimmie respect now
    Trump that pussy
    Can’t
    So you can give me respect
    Give me the respect now
    Give me the respect now

    Yeah
    Trump that bitch


  • Solange – Interlude: Dad Was Mad lyrics

    I was the first, one of the first. My first day, a state trooper caught me, put me in the backseat of the car, and meeting the other black kids, was six of us. And seeing all of those parents, and also KKK members having signs and throwing cans at us, spitting at us. We lived in the threat of death every day. Every day. So I was just lost in this vacuum between integration and segregation and, and racism. That was my childhood. I was angry for years… angry, very angry