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  • Hoodie Allen – Whatever USA Lyrics

    Play this song

    [Verse 1]
    Yeah
    I’m in whatever USA, zip code so far away
    Can’t remember the name, Google Map to locate
    I’m chillin’ with some Notre Dames, show me how the South bends
    And my dogs hold me down when we show up in Athens
    Back then, we had dreams of being famous and shit
    Was such a rebel as a kid, I could’ve went to Ole Miss
    I never stress it anymore, you know I’ll go with the vibe
    My chick in Alabama told me I should roll with the Tide
    No lie, I’m such a Leo at Penn State, I’m a lion
    Got every comin’ after me at Duke like I’m Zion
    I know a Harvard girl, she always got a lot on her mind
    She sent me a million texts, but yo I hardly reply
    You know why? Got a girl in Mississippi and Kentucky
    And one in Vegas, so she always gettin’ lucky (Ooh)

    [Chorus 1]
    But it don’t matter where you came from
    It just matter where you end up, if you end up with me
    Got a chick in Tuscaloosa, Alabama
    Don’t gotta ask me “Whose your girl?” in Indiana (Ooh)
    But it don’t matter where you came from
    It just matter where you end up, if you end up with me

    [Verse 2]
    Yeah
    I’m in whatever USA, zip code don’t wanna say
    Can’t remember the name, new city like every day
    Got women flashin’ me when I’m in Tulane, it ain’t Mardi Gras
    Out in Arizona these Wildcats wanna party hard
    I feel like Van Wilder, I’m onto my seventh year
    I snap my fingers into women just appear
    Let me make it clear
    You and your friends are tens, I’m down to Volunteer
    Pull up, climb in my van, just like a Mountaineer
    I’m here for a minute and then I’m Gonzaga
    Hardest workin’ rapper prolly sellin’ shows in Montana
    Tell them hoes it don’t matter
    I go state to state like I’m transferin’
    NCAA, new chick always answerin’
    Got a girl in College Station, down in Texas
    And one in Memphis who reminds me of my exes (Ooh)

    [Chorus 2]
    But it don’t matter where you came from
    It just matter where you end up, if you end up with me
    Got a girl in Tallahassee and Miami
    She really love me, told me I should win a Grammy (Ooh)
    But it don’t matter where you came from
    It just matter where you end up, if you end up with me

    [Outro]
    Whatever USA
    All American, all hits


  • ​iLoveMakonnen – I REMEMBER Lyrics

    I just, think about all my past times
    Get on these fuckin’ tracks and make these words rhyme
    I don’t even sell no dimes, cause I do not have no time
    But I used to reminisce when me and my homies was on the grind
    All the time, tryna shine cause we need them new things
    Now a boy got pinky rings, switching lanes with 6 chains
    I don’t even give a fuck, used to have a black truck
    All the way in zip codes that I do not go no mo
    Oh shit, I got shows every motherfuckin’ weekend
    Me and my best friends ain’t fuckin’ speakin
    ‘
Got friends from down under arrivin’ in the morning
    Tell ’em that Makonnen is the best thing goin
    Worldwide, now you know it, finally I can show it
    Young boy in the city lookin’ like I’m fuckin’ growin’
    All the way with the moon, ocean sun when it be snowin
    ‘
I don’t know how I got it, I’m so thankful for the flowin’
    My friends, once again, when they come back around
    I remember all night, we was sellin’ that brown
    To some motherfuckin’ junkies, I was actin’ like a monkey
    Swingin’ off them god damn trees
    Makin’ hunnid of them things
    All damn night with the white, now a nigga barely see
    Any type of fuckin’ drugs, who the fuck is me?
    I just once was a young boy, on the fuckin’ corner
    Sellin’ all this dope from Atlanta to California
    And now I brought it back all the way to the West
    Cuz them niggas in the East said that I was one of the best
    So I’m like, let me go, see if the rumors true
    When I step off in the room, niggas be mad at who?
    When I step in studios, niggas tryna sound like who, now
    God damn, I ride around in black fuckin’ coupes now
    Don’t even need to pick it up
    Nigga come deliver me
    Feel like i’m dominos the way they fucking playing me
    Oh shit is a game
    Nigga love my last name
    Girls want my last name
    I switch them with my last game
    Hit em with some new shit
    Like how the fuck he do it
    I remember being in church staring at the pool pissed
    Like goddamn that water could make me feel stronger
    Then i see that preacher daughter get killed by a gang banger
    On the fucking corner and em girls was out here singing songs
    Bout sweet jesus and how he was gon come back home
    Put my whole family on as they fucking waiting
    Niggas on the east side out here still hating
    Cause they know that i’m great when i’m came from the south
    Now i’m hottest in the north ain’t shit else to talk bout
    I’m like damn Uncle Sam who the fuck is donald trump
    These niggas done fucked up
    Presidents be going up
    Now the life in america is all about the money have no time for no jokes
    Man ain’t seeing shit funny when my friends fucking dying and drugs fucking colliding everyday in communities
    Bitches wanna do me
    Niggas out here shooting bullets when we riding pass i’m like oh shit what happened i forgot about my dad
    Cause that nigga did me wrong way back in ‘96 now i’m feeling like a bad dog
    Looking like michael vick
    Out here switching fucking teams can’t find my fucking path
    I’m on the fucking road feeling so damn glad
    That i have fucking twice another day at life
    I remember last week when i felt like a bum
    Shit be fucking popping now like a nigga is bubble gum
    I remember being so broke i couldn’t afford no bubble yum
    Now i’m see now and laters riding around in the latest jaguars supercars saying i’m a super star
    And my mom came to my release
    Thank god for warner but
    Man i never swore that i would leave california
    When i was young i felt dumb thought i had to be gang banging
    Out here fucking slanging drugs but now all these songs i’m singing
    I can’t think about no hook
    History about these books all i know is fucking dope fiends and a few crooks that fucking switch they ways off in the usa
    Now i feel like gps when i’m using that waze
    In the app i can snap on any fucking rap but a nigga hate on me at the same time give me dap
    I used to be a young fool now i’m feeling smarter
    Goddamn thank god im feeling like a scholar
    Didn’t go to college unless it was for beauty
    Now the girls love me they want me out in movies
    I done sign a stupid deal with a new agency
    Hope they put me on a fucking tv show on channel E
    Goddamn i’m entertaining oh shit ain’t complaining
    Cause the money that i’m making is enough to buy jamaica uh
    I love it but sometimes i dont uh
    I think i’ll stay but sometimes i won’t
    I swear that i should leave what’s is up my sleeve
    Everybody hating, hating on me
    So i fly all the time when i look at the moon
    I remember being home making songs in my room
    But now i fly all the time and i stare at the moon
    I remember when i was young making songs in my room
    But now i fly all the time and i stare at the moon
    I remember making all these songs back in my room
    But now i fly all the time and i stare at the moon
    I remember making songs in my room

    With my dogs little two pit bulls
    Man one of them just died i swear this shit ain’t cool
    I been hurting so bad i can’t even call my dad
    Thank god i got my mom hope that she ain’t feeling sad
    Bout them rumors going round in the town
    What they saying that i’m fucking new asian that i’m looking like satan
    All i’m doing is K and the coke all night
    I’m like momma no i’m not but she know i sold that white
    So it might not sound to fucking far fetch
    Plus you losing all this weight
    Man you looking kinda sick
    I’m like man no i’m not i be running in the morning
    I’m practicing for the world stage so i can put a show on that is as good as beyoncé
    Look for my fiancé
    Retire off this rap shit
    Chillin in a bungalow
    Goddamn dont need no hoes
    I just need the fucking cash
    I remember being broke couldn’t afford fucking the dash
    That’s the of us that be riding on western ave
    I remember being down there crying for my dad
    He like fuck you im leaving
    I was out there weeping
    Now i’m the man from akron to Cleveland
    And beyond doing songs you know i can fucking snap
    I be out here looking in the audience waiting for claps
    But these niggas don’t give me claps
    They just give me stank eye
    So i’ve hit them with that whip
    Cook that chicken one time
    Now your girl said she wanna meet a kid backstage
    I know what she really want just to hit it backstage and fuck around and break a condom so she could have my child and when a nigga fall off she said that i ain’t shit now
    But i never will fall off cause i never got on
    I’m the same little kid making songs in my room
    Now when i fucking fly i just stare at the room at the moon in my room
    At the same time im feeling like a bride and a groom
    Why won’t somebody come and marry me
    I been smoking all night i should fucking pay the fee to the goddamn smokers club weight i be be going up
    Goddamn nobody fuck with me since i haven’t been going up on a fucking tuesday but i got new news today
    I can make plenty songs slow it down anyway
    All in the usa they know that i’m leaving soon
    I remember making songs staring at the moon in my room
    Now when i fly i just stare at the moon cause i remember making songs in my room
    Now when i fly i just stare at the moon
    Cause i remember being alone
    Just making these songs in my room
    Making these songs in my room
    I remember being alone in my room
    Starting at the moon


  • Cathie Ryan – The Lights Of San Francisco lyrics

    [Verse]
    The lights of San Francisco
    Shone on the city floor
    Joe worked on in the city
    ‘Til the dawn came around once more

    [Verse]
    He came from Galway
    Came over recently
    And Lucy from the USA
    Smiled at his naiveté

    [Verse]
    In the rocky places of his heart
    No one had ever seen
    Lucy picking cockles
    And Lucy planting seeds

    [Chorus]
    Ohhh oh ohh ohh ohh

    [Verse]
    Came the marching bands of July
    And their silver shadows flew
    Ah, two by two, red and blue
    Through the summer evening

    [Verse]
    He said, “All my troubles
    Never wander very far
    I like to hear music
    But I like it on a blue guitar”

    [Verse]
    “And there is no end to the money
    A guy wants to hold in his hand
    The sky hung with airplanes
    And no peace upon the land”

    [Verse]
    “And the folks on television
    That lie with every breath
    And insult you with visions
    Of cheap life and cheaper death”

    [Chorus]
    Ohhh oh ohh ohh ohh

    [Verse]
    “And there is no home for me now
    But I’ll go on loving you
    ‘Til there is no more music
    And the guitar is no longer blue”


  • Jay Jones – Go Crazy (feat. Lil Wayne)

    [Intro: Jay Jones]
    Yeah (yeah)
    I’m reloaded yeah
    Yeah
    Yeah
    Maaan

    [Verse 1: Jay Jones]
    Mean mitch, I get plenty bands
    I ain’t never been a minute man
    I ain’t never been a cheese eater
    Yall looking like Packers fans
    Hollygrove, thats Pakistan
    AK, thats a half a man
    Let it rip, they ain’t have a chance
    Won’t make it to the ambulance
    YM double O, we the business
    Up in traffic with me the nigga
    You ain’t Stevie, you see a nigga
    Slick side, won’t be a nigga
    I ain’t been up in the city lately
    Bitches say im acting shitty lately
    Got me working off of two phones
    Got this rap shit going crazy
    I dont really like to waste time
    Grab that from the waistline
    Make it boom like a bassline
    Long flights through a grey sky
    I was chillin on Biscane
    Got a text about the dick game
    From my bitch out in NY
    Tryna take me to the Knicks game
    Ain’t it crazy how shit change
    Ain’t it crazy how a bitch change
    One week you they MCM
    Next week you a big lame
    Yall hoes crazy yall hoes childish
    All my partners they tote choppers
    Drink lean out the whole bottle
    She juggle balls she a globe trotter
    White girl want a coke shower
    More money thats more problems
    More caine i sold out it
    Doors open its so cloudy
    I gotta juice, ready for take off
    Sending hits they talking Adolf
    Im a pit im talking j dog
    What the fuck im at the A loft
    Real nigga all day and tomorrow
    Business busy i ain’t finna call you
    Blowing up know you feeling awful
    Blowing up know you feeling awful
    Been thru old hoes i got new flames
    On snakes alley i blew flame
    [?] on magic city i fuck good at these new thangs
    Thats all facts all true
    One call and i fall through
    Niggas broke sitting inside sending out tweets thats what yall do
    Woo, Im good in the South, West, and the Eastside, how about you?
    How you "good" but your niggas throwing up the peace sign? Thats a foul move
    Lets get it
    Im on that bullshit you ain’t wid it
    All my bullshit, you can get it
    Fuck on the baddest bitches in the city
    And it dont matter nigga, any city
    Please dont compare me with none of these niggas
    Dont run with these niggas dont ask me for pictures
    Im counting the dough and im laughing at niggas
    And trapping they bitches they handle my business
    You say we fucked, ho you liar
    Dont give a fuck ho, you can die
    I throw my middle finger in the sky
    Then put a middle finger in ya twat
    I done bought hope to the whole block
    Won’t stop till i get a whole lot
    Open up and yall niggas come shop
    Roll up and watch then i roll out
    Wait, go crazy
    Yeah, go crazy
    Man, go crazy
    Damn, go crazy

    [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
    (Naaah)
    (Go brazy)
    (So brazy)
    Blood gang big B’s red
    I’m a packers fan I’m a cheese head
    Got a yellow bitch and I’m a green head
    I’m a sleepy head cause I’m a weed head
    I’m a hammer head when her knees spread
    Walking like I’m talking till my teeth bled
    Till my feet red I’mma need meds
    I’mma need mines I’mma need theirs
    I’m a blind head I’m a bleach head
    She a xan head she a beach head
    I’m the sandman when her dreams dead
    She go ham ham on a meathead
    Like Batman in the sweet coupe
    Like Pacman with a sweet tooth
    I got both hands full of sweet bread
    For the big heads, we be head you
    Flatbread on your last leg
    Your check book on the last page
    And with that said I’m on a rampage
    I’mma teach you and your classmates
    No weekends off no half days
    I’mma set up shade on your landscape
    I’mma get two hoes, make a pancake
    I’mma fuck ’em both through their back gate
    But can these hoes fix a backache
    I come on they chest, straight checkmate
    Then the hug each other now thats great
    Then come together like the USA
    Hollygrove is our set jake
    Tunechi, I am the Sensei
    Money Money Money Money team hit the funny team with the trick play
    Touch down celebration
    Wait, go crazy
    Yeah, go crazy
    Yeah, go crazy


  • Green Day – Back In The USA

    [Verse 1]
    I woke up to a bitter storm (bitter year)
    And Noah’s Ark came washed up on the shore
    The riot gear has lined the dawn (bitter year)
    Like dogs that shit on your neighbor’s lawn

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Let freedom ring with all the crazies on parade
    Let them eat poison and it tastes like lemonade

    [Chorus]
    Back in the USA for a small town serenade
    With fireworks on display
    Tonight, it’s a hero’s welcome home
    And there’s no place else to go
    And I’m takin’ it to the grave
    Back in the USA

    [Verse 2]
    The saddest story ever told (bitter year)
    Is feeling safe in our suburban homes
    Like soldiers of an endless war (bitter year)
    And every church can have a liquor store

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Let freedom ring with all the crazies on parade
    Let them eat poison and it tastes like lemonade

    [Chorus]
    Back in the USA for a small town serenade
    With fireworks on display
    Tonight, it’s a hero’s welcome home
    And there’s no place else to go
    And I’m takin’ it to the grave
    Back in the USA


  • Joey Bada$$ – Amerikkkan Idol (All-Amerikkkan Bada$$ Album)

    [Intro]
    Yeah, uh, uh
    Turn the music up in the headphones
    Watch me get gone
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    [Verse 1]
    Amerikkkan Idol, one hand on my bible, one hand on my rifle
    I’m aimin’ at my rival, sure to leave him dead on arrival
    They say it’s all about survival, never lackin’ the vitals
    So I came to kill the game and still gave it revival
    I’m coming for the title, man it’s best you throw in the towel
    Last nigga who tried to vio, now facin’ a trial
    I’ma be here for a while, gettin’ richie like Lionel
    Now she all up in denial ’cause she gettin’ the dial
    While I’m only gettin’ better, so she back on my D now
    I wanna be down but she denounced
    I got my shot, then made her, bounce
    Now you tryna rebound, I’m livin’ in the now
    While the future figure me out
    Told mommy pick a place, yo, and we out
    ‘Cause Bed Stuy a little unsafe for me now
    That’s why I keep the .40 loaded with no safety around
    Never thought I’d have to hold it, I’m just holdin’ it down
    Protect my neck and my crown, patrol throughout the town
    And they judgin’ just ’cause my skin color is brown
    And for that, they wanna leave me dead in the ground
    And have the nerve to blame it all on my background
    Sorry white Amerikkka, but I’m about to black out
    Got a message for the world and I won’t back out
    So turn the kid raps loud, I’m about to spazz out
    Watch out, another nigga runnin’ in the White House
    But I won’t stop ’til this whole shit painted in all black
    And we on top, ’cause my people been paining before crack
    Media’s got this whole thing tainted, that’s all fact
    Feedin’ you lies like this whole thing wasn’t built on our backs
    Assimilate our history then made it a mystery
    Now they all inherit the bittersweet victory
    Look at what they did to me, can I get a witness please?
    Justice never served, reparations never sent to me
    It’s clear who the enemy, they declare war on the end of me
    Assassinate my character, buryin’ my entity
    But they can’t kill my energy, so when it’s said and done
    They forever gon’ remember me
    The fuck is you tellin’ me?
    Fuck is you tellin’ me?
    Way more than a celebrity
    And fuck white supremacy, huh

    [Chorus]
    I’m out for dead presidents to represent me
    Dead fuckin’ presidents to represent me
    I’m out for dead presidents to represent me
    Because I’ve never known a live one that represent me
    Well, dead presidents to represent me
    I’m out for dead presidents to represent me
    Dead fuckin’ presidents to represent me
    Because I’ve never known a live one that represent me

    [Refrain]
    It’s no contest, can’t fuck with the congress
    Me and my niggas goin’ off like bomb threats
    It’s no contest, can’t fuck with the congress
    Me and my niggas goin’ off like bomb threats
    Me and my niggas goin’ off like bomb threats
    Me and my niggas goin’ off like bomb threats
    Me and my niggas goin’ off like bomb threats
    Me and my niggas goin’ off

    [Verse 2]
    This that Bada$$-assination
    Topic of conversation, my proclamation to the nation and its congregation
    Been makin’ observations like it’s my occupation
    Debatin’ speculation like it ain’t just second nature
    Thou shall love thy neighbor, don’t let that nigga hate you
    ‘Cause he know where you lay up, when it’s karma, time to pay up
    Climb the ladder of success, I’m steady on my way though
    Devisin’ plans while you sleepin’ I’m just tryna stay woke

    [Bridge]
    You leave me no choice, I’m about to bring noise
    Got to fill this void, I got to be the voice
    Yeah yeah yeah
    I said leave me no choice, about to bring noise
    Got to fill this void, I got to be the voice

    [Verse 3]
    What the government is doin’ amongst our people is downright evil
    Disturbin’, but not surprisin’, that’s for certain
    With all of the conflict of propaganda, I believe they are simply tryna slander
    Start a Civil War within the USA amongst black and white and those alike
    They are simply pushin’ us to our limit so that we can all get together and get with it
    They want us to rebel, so that it makes easier for them to kill us and put us in jails
    Alton Sterlings are happenin’ every day in this country and around the world
    The scary part, boys and girls
    Is most of these stories don’t make it to the news and reach mass consciousness
    It is for sure time that we as a people stand up for acknowledgement
    And accomplishment of what we call human rights
    It is time to rebel, better yet, raise hell
    I just want everyone to be cautious about how they go about it
    Because this is all part of the government’s plan and what they been plottin’
    They’re literally beggin’ for this to happen, so they can kill us off
    Usin’ uprisin’ and rebellion as the excuse in a timely fashion
    The cancerous foods, the chemical warfare, economic sufferin’ is not workin’ fast enough
    There are many steps ahead of us and manifestin’ the future that they want
    We have to work together, not only rattlin’ them on a physical plane
    But to outsmart them on an intellectual mental level the same
    As black men, I think our gangs need to do a better job at protectin’ us
    The people, our communities and not assistin’ in destroyin’ them brutally
    It’s time to even the score
    ‘Cause who do we call when the police break the law?
    We are so quick to pick up a gun and kill one another
    But not quick enough to pick it up and protect each other
    The code words to killin’ a black man by police is, "He’s got a gun"
    Damned if he do, damned if he don’t, damned if he runs
    Or what about them? Them murderers got it
    We need solutions, you better start plottin’ now
    It’s always been clear that they don’t value our lives
    My people been sufferin’ way too long
    And I’m tired of singin’ the same old song
    People actin’ like this shit isn’t happenin’, it’s downright wrong
    Justice won’t be served by a hashtag, and that’s the very reason I ask that
    What are we to do? We’re scattered around
    With no clue of this ugly truth
    All we know is who they ridiculed and who gets minisculed
    Time to wake the fuck up and do our own research
    And not form opinions based on just what we’ve heard
    Ameri-K-K-K-a is force feedin’ you lies down your throats with a silver spoon
    And eventually, we’ll all be doomed
    Real, real, real soon


  • Joey Bada$$ – AMERIKKKAN IDOL Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Yeah, uh, uh
    Turn the music up in the headphones
    Watch me get gone
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    [Verse 1]
    Amerikkkan I don’t want hand vibe
    I want my hand on my rifle
    I’m aiming at my rival, sure to leave him dead on arrival
    They say it’s all about survival never lacking the vitals
    So I kill and kill again, mister give a revival
    I’m coming for the title game, but she throwing you topper
    Last nigga who tried to foul now facin’ a trial
    I’mma be here for a while, gettin’ richie like Lionel
    Now she all up in denial because she gettin’ it down
    While I’m only gettin’ better so she back on my D now
    I wanna be down but she denounced
    I got my shot and made it, bounce
    Now you tryna rebound
    I’m living in the now
    While the future figure me out, told mommy pick a place and we out
    Cause Bed Stuy a little unsafe for me now
    That’s why I keep the .40 loaded with no safety around
    Never thought I’d have to hold it, I’m just holding it down
    Protect my neck and my crown, patrol throughout the town
    And they judging because my skin color is brown
    And for that, they wanna leave me dead in the ground
    And have the nerve to blame it all on my background
    Sorry white Amerikkka but I’m about to black out
    Got a message for the world and I won’t back out
    So turn the [?] out
    I’m about to spazz out
    Watch out, another nigga runnin’ in the White House
    But I won’t stop till this whole shit painted in all black
    And we on top, because my people been painted before crack
    Media’s got this whole thing tinted, it’s all fat
    Feeding you lies like this whole thing wasn’t built on our backs
    Assimilate our history, then made it a mystery
    Now they all inherit the, bittersweet victory
    Look at what they did to me, can I get a witness please?
    Justice never served reparations never sent to me
    It’s clear who the enemy, they declare war on the enemy
    Assassinate my character, buryin’ my entity
    But they can’t kill my energy, so when it’s said and done they forever gon’ remember me
    The fuck is you tellin’ me?
    Fuck is you tellin’ me?
    Way more than a celebrity
    And fuck white supremacy

    [Hook]
    I’m out for
    Dead presidents that represent me
    Dead fucking presidents that represent me
    I’m out for dead presidents that represent me
    Because I’ve never known a live one that represent me
    I’m out for dead presidents that represent me
    Dead fucking presidents that represent me
    Because I’ve never known a live one that represent me

    [Refrain 1]
    No contest, can’t fuck with the congress
    Me and my niggas going off like bomb threats
    No contest, can’t fuck with the congress
    Me and my niggas going off like bomb threats
    Me and my niggas going off like bomb threats
    Me and my niggas going off like bomb threats
    Me and my niggas going off

    [Verse 2]
    This that Bada$$-assination
    Topic of conversation, my proclamation to the nation and its congregation
    Been making observations like its my occupation
    Debating speculation like it ain’t just second nature
    Thou shall love thy neighbor, don’t let that nigga hate you
    ‘Cause he know where you lay up, when it’s karma time to pay up
    Climb the ladder of success I’m steady on my way though
    Devising plans while you sleepin’ I’m just tryna stay woke

    [Refrain 2]
    You leave me no choice, I’m about to bring noise
    Got to fill this void, I got to be the voice
    Yeah yeah yeah
    I said leave me no choice, about to bring noise
    Got to fill this void, I got to be the voice

    [Verse 3]
    What the government is doing to our people is downright evil but not surprising, that’s for certain
    Under the conflict of propaganda, I believe simply trying to slander
    Start a Civil War within the USA amongst black and white and those elite
    They are simply pushing us to our limit so that we can all get together and get with it
    They want us to rebel, so that it makes easier for them to kill us and put us in jails
    Alton Sterlings are happening every day in this country and around the world
    The scary part, boys and girls, is most of these stories don’t make it to the news and reach mass consciousness
    It is for sure time that we as a people stand up for acknowledgement and accomplishment of what we call human rights
    It is time to rebel, better yet, raise hell
    I just want everyone to be cautious about how they go about it
    Because this is all part of the government’s plan and what they been plottin’
    They’re literally begging for this to happen, so they can kill us off using uprising and rebellion as an excuse in a timely fashion
    The cancerous foods, the chemical warfare, economic suffering is not working fast enough
    There are many steps ahead of us and manifesting the future that they want
    We have to work together, not only rattling them on a physical plane but to outsmart them on an intellectual mental level the same thing
    As black men, I think our gangs need to do a better job at protecting us, the people, our communities
    And not assisting in destroying them brutally
    It’s time to even the score
    ‘Cause who do we call when the police break the law
    We are so quick to pick up a gun and kill one another
    But not quick enough to pick it up and protect each other
    The code words to killin’ a black man by police is “He’s got a gun”
    Damned if he do, damned if he don’t, damned if he runs
    Or what about them, them murderers got it
    We need solutions, you better start plotting now
    It’s always been clear that they don’t value our lives
    My people been suffering way too long, and I’m tired of singing the same old song
    People acting like this shit isn’t happening, it’s downright wrong
    Justice won’t be served by a hashtag, and that’s the very reason I ask that
    What are we to do? We’re scattered around
    With no clue of this ugly truth
    All we know is who they ridiculed and who gets minisculed
    Time to wake the fuck up and do our own research
    And not form opinions based on just what we’ve heard
    Ameri-K-K-K-a is force feeding you lies down your throats with a silver spoon
    And eventually, we’ll all be doomed
    Real, real, real soon


  • Serios – Kim versuri

    Versuri Kim – Serios

    E cu nasul pe sus, plin de fite si parca
    Lumea-i a lui, cand merge zici ca se dezbraca
    Un fel de Johnny Bravo cu texte din carti
    Spre inima lui, cica, imi trebuie zeci de harti
    Eu nu-s ca restu’, ia-ti banii si pleaca
    Pastreaza si restul, fa doi pasi si-o sa-ti treaca
    Si nu m-atinge ca eu nu-s fata lu’ mama
    Eu nu las capul jos fiindca imi cade coroana
    Ai crezut ca am un pret, ca nu-s in stare
    Sa fac ce vreau din viata mea, fara vanzare
    Hei boy, ai gresit usa, eu nu sunt aia
    Pe care o vezi tu in playboy sau care-ti tine tigaia.(serios)

    Serios, zi pe bune, hai tu ai idee
    Serios, ce inseamna sa fii langa o femeie
    Seriooos, ai impresia ca banul este tot
    Mizezi cap sau pajura, baby, aici nu-i un joc.

    Serios, zi pe bune, hai tu ai idee
    Serios, ce inseamna sa fii langa o femeie
    Serios, ai impresia ca banul este tot
    Mizezi cap sau pajura, baby, aici nu-i un joc.

    Ai crezut ca-s dulce, da-s iute ca vantul
    Ca mine gasesti one in a million, pe tot pamantul
    Ca tine gasesc chiar la orice colt de strada
    Te-ai crezut vanator si ca eu sunt a ta prada
    Gloantele tale sunt mai oarbe decat tine
    Am fost eroina ta o vreme, vorba vine
    Versuri-lyrics.info
    Cand de fapt totu-i clar, amandoi stim
    Ca nici intr-o mie de ani, noi nu ne potrivim
    Ai pus la cale zeci de planuri, nu-ti iese
    Te-am suparat, ha.. asteapta sa-mi pese
    Hai ca te pup, e tarziu, eu am plecat
    Tu citeste ce iti scriu cand te-ntorci de la vanat.

    Seriooos, zi pe bune, hai tu ai idee
    Seriosoo, ce inseamna sa fii langa o femeie
    Seriooos, ai impresia ca banul este tot
    Mizezi cap sau pajura, baby, aici nu-i un joc.

    Seriooos, zi pe bune, hai tu ai idee
    Seriooos, ce inseamna sa fii langa o femeie
    Seriooos, ai impresia ca banul este tot
    Mizezi cap sau pajura, baby, aici nu-i un joccc.
    Versuri Kim
    Video Kim


  • Zac Brown Band – Real Thing (Lyric Video)

    [Verse 1]
    It was in a crystal bottle on his desk
    He’d save it for the times to not forget
    I missed the way he’d share with me
    The things that he held true
    While the lessons rolled around his 80 proof
    All it took was…

    [Pre-Chorus 1]
    One sip and it blew my mind
    Those good ol’ boys sure make it right
    Knowing smooth whiskey takes some time
    Ain’t nothing like the real thing

    And you can’t go back once you get a taste
    Everything is second rate
    I’m talking genuine Made in the USA
    Ain’t nothing like the real thing

    [Chorus]
    Real thing
    There ain’t nothing like the real thing baby
    There ain’t nothing like the…
    Real thing
    There ain’t nothing like the real thing baby

    [Verse 2]
    I thought I’d been in love a time or two
    Didn’t know that I was lost till I met you
    And I could tell that every other girl was history
    Never knew how real could feel till you found me
    All it took was…

    [Pre-Chorus 2]
    One kiss, and you blew my mind
    An All-American kind of fine
    You a know a, good woman is hard to find
    Ain’t nothing like the real thing

    And you can’t go back once you get a taste
    Everyone is second rate
    I’m talking genuine Made in the USA
    Ain’t nothing like the real thing

    [Chorus]
    The real thing
    There ain’t nothing like the real thing baby
    There ain’t nothing like the…
    Real thing
    There ain’t nothing like the real thing baby
    There ain’t nothing like the…
    Real thing
    There ain’t nothing like the real thing baby
    There ain’t nothing like the…
    Real thing
    There ain’t nothing like the real thing baby
    There ain’t nothing…

    [Verse 3]
    You know a, great song is hard to find
    The right words and the perfect rhyme
    ‘Cause we, all feel the same inside
    We’re all looking for the real thing

    [Pre-Chorus 3]
    You know you’re not the same once you hear it play
    There’s nothing else that can replace
    What’s genuine Made in the USA
    Ain’t nothing like the real thing
    I’m talking genuine Made in the USA
    Ain’t nothing like the real thing

    [Instrumental]

    [Outro]
    Real thing
    There ain’t nothing like the real thing baby
    There ain’t nothing like the…
    Real thing
    There ain’t nothing like the real thing baby…


  • Inger ingerasul meu – Satra B.E.N.Z. versuri

    Versuri Satra B.E.N.Z. – Inger ingerasul meu

    Inger ingerasul meu, strange-ma la pieptul tau.
    Lumineaza-mi calea grea cu aripa ta.

    Pleoapele de plumb, orele nu mai ajung..
    Cateodata simt ca vreau sa fac prea mult
    Ca oamenii nu sunt ca oglinzile
    Nu te vad cum te vezi tu, dar tu nu iti pierde visele
    Se spune ca acolo unde e apa exista viata
    Eu ma simt ca in ocean, dar inima e de gheata
    De mic m-am lovit de obstacole, mama-mi zicea invata!
    Adevarul doare dar mi l-am tatuat pe fata
    Asa il vei putea vedea si tu, momentele asa da, momentele asa nu
    Daca in oglinda nu te vezi pe tine pleaca!
    Daca nu te-ai gasit inca mai incearca! Te pup!

    Ca azi traiesti, dar maine poate nu
    Azi a plecat el, maine poate tu
    Tu trebuie sa iei viata ca pe un dar si in fiecare zi sa o iei iarasi de la cap, clar
    Indiferent de ce se intampla totul trebuie sa ajunga
    Pentru toata lumea, ce pacat ca banii umbla in mintile si adancul sufletelor
    Vad numai ezitare in privirile lor
    Se zice ca ochii nu mint niciodata
    Ca dupa fapta si rasplata
    Tu nu pierde lupta cu sinele, stii ca ura se naste din dorinta de a proteja binele..

    Inger ingerasul meu, strange-ma la pieptul tau.
    Lumineaza-mi calea grea cu aripa ta. (x2)

    Cine-i asta? Cine-i asta? De ce te uiti la mine?
    Oglinda, oglinjoara, asta seamana cu un sine
    Nu stiu daca e al meu, dar stiu sigur ca e cu mine
    Ma duce in locuri unde sunt camerele filme
    Tarantino, Tarantine, Guta din Berceni si contele s-au cam nascut din tine
    Si sexyman si Super Ed le arde cate o linie
    Cu tine Maria, zi-mi Marine, o ard in nave submarine
    Ca ala de canta Imagine, am zis ca totul pleaca asa cum vine
    Eu raman cu mine, tu daca nu ramai cu bine
    Tu inger, ingerasul meu, tu ai grija de rime
    .. astazi aripioara ta ca banii pe balerine,
    Semneaza retardadul ala, ca el nu mai e nimeni. (Guta)

    Ingerasul meu pleaca cam des de acasa
    Il mint intr-una ca sunt bine ca sa se intoarca
    Am demoni ce ma incerarca, versuri-lyrics.info
    Vor sa ma rapeasca si cateodata fac mai mult rau decat vor sa-mi faca
    Ohhh, Doamne mai trimite, da-ne intariri
    Durerea e la usa, se da musafir
    Golanii mei au inima patata, soro
    Au fata tatuata si crapata, soro
    Incerc sa fiu mult mai bun decat am fost ieri
    Incerc sa am credinta si sa nu mai sper
    Banii ne stapanesc, si nu pune la suflet
    Adu’ milionul chiar daca nu ai suflet.

    Yeaah, inger, ingerasul meu, stiu ca nu sunt tot timpul eu..
    Stiu ca nu vreau un trofeu, stiu ca uneori mi-e greu..
    Si mai stiu ca azi sunt slab, tu ma faci tare
    Eram mic, ai fost cu mine, azi sunt mare
    Si-am facut greseli prea multe, sute, cand credeam ca nu e nimeni, nimeni sa ma asculte
    Da’ m-am intors la tine si acum iti vorbesc,
    Ca am vazut ce e inseamna faima, nu e ce gandesc
    Unii altii, eu imi doresc sa deslusesc, tot ce-mi spui mereu si tie iti multumesc.

    Inger ingerasul meu, strange-ma la pieptul tau.
    Lumineaza-mi calea grea cu aripa taaa. (x2)
    Versuri Satra B.E.N.Z.
    Video ingerasul meu


  • Cand mama nu i acasa – One versuri

    Versuri One – Cand mama nu i acasa

    Cand mama nu i acasa
    Cand mama nu-i acasa
    O alta lume se deschide in fata mea
    Cad lanturi, frang bariere
    Las foc in urma mea
    Si strig in departare
    Cine ma aude oare
    Oricine ar fi, ne vom distra.

    Vreau sa leg prietenii, ooo ooooo
    Nu mai am timp de prostii, oooooo.

    Dau culoare vietii mele
    Sar din pat pana la cer
    Nu imi pasa de probleme
    Eu dau party-n cartier.

    Zeci si zeci de invitatii
    Trupa mea si-un microfon
    Toti prietenii in usa
    Dam concerte din balcon.

    Si toate astea se-ntampla
    Cand mama nu-i acasa.

    Nu-mi pasa, eu cant tare
    Nu-mi trebuie confirmare
    Versuri-lyrics.info
    Ca muzica e viata mea.

    Am in cap doar nebunii, ooo ooooo.
    Sa traiesc doar bucurii, oooooo.

    Dau culoare vietii mele
    Sar din pat pana la cer
    Nu imi pasa de probleme
    Eu dau party-n cartier.

    Zeci si zeci de invitatii
    Trupa mea si-un microfon
    Toti prietenii in usa
    Dam concerte din balcon.

    Si toate astea se-ntampla
    Cand mama nu-i acasa
    Cand mama nu-i acasaaa.
    Versuri One
    Video acasa


  • Liviu Teodorescu & Dorian Popa – Fanele

    feat. Laura Giurcanu

    Stiu ca am venit muscat de buza
    Stiu ca am urme de fard pe bluza
    Stiu cine se scuza se acuza
    Dar vreau sa crezi
    Ca nu e vina mea de vina-s ele
    N-ai idee cat pot fi de rele
    Ca ma baga numai in belele
    Stai sa vezi (fanele)

    Se termina concertul impachetez talentul
    Si vreau sa vin acasa dar nu ma lasa fanele
    Nu nu ma lasa fanele
    Ma trag de toate hainele
    Cand se sting reflectoarele
    Dar ce ma fac cu fanele
    Nu nu ma lasa fanele
    Le vad ma trec frisoanele
    M-ar dezbraca de toate hainele

    Nu-i deloc asa usor cum pare
    Sa stii ca aseara una dintre fane
    Mi-a muscat buza de suparare
    Eu ce sa fac versuri-lyrics.info
    Ele ma ating si nu-ti convine
    Doar tu ai voie sa pui mana pe mine
    Eu le zic dar nu ma aude nimeni
    E complicat

    Se termina concertul impachetez talentul
    Si vreau sa vin acasa dar nu ma lasa fanele
    Nu nu ma lasa fanele
    Ma trag de toate hainele
    Cand se sting reflectoarele
    Dar ce ma fac cu fanele
    Nu nu ma lasa fanele
    Le vad ma trec frisoanele
    M-ar dezbraca de toate hainele

    [Laura:]
    Spui ca te bruscheaza spui ca trag de tine
    Si-apoi ca un catel te intorci la usa la mine
    Fa-ti bagajele te rog frumos sa iesi
    Si inseara asta ma baiete o sa dormi pe pres
    Fetele ca mine nu se lasa pacalite asa usor
    Ca fetele ca mine stiu vrajeala ca au si ele fanii lor
    Asa ca usa mea se inchide poate ma mai vezi la anul
    Cand ti se face dor, subscribe la Laura Giurcanu, bitch
    [Ti-as da subscribe, Laura]

    Ti-as da subscribe Laura dar
    Nu nu ma lasa fanele
    Ma trag de toate hainele
    Cand se sting reflectoarele
    Dar ce ma fac cu fanele
    Nu nu ma lasa fanele
    Le vad ma trec frisoanele
    M-ar dezbraca de toate hainele


  • Wisin & Yandel – Abusadora

    Ehh, Ehh Ehh!
    Yandel
    Es imposible detenerla
    Ehh Ehh
    W! Ella es la mejor
    La Revolución

    Abusadora, abusadora, abusadora
    Bendita sea la hora en que te encontré
    (Tainy)

    Abusadora, abusadora, abusadora
    Bendita sea la hora en que te encontré
    (Victor el Nasi)

    Hace calor
    En la disco subiendo el vapor
    (Tu sabes quienes son, los lideres)

    Hace calor
    En la disco subiendo el vapor
    (La Revolución)

    (Se siente, se siente)
    Caliente
    La disco en high
    Mujeres vengan
    Tomen un bye bye
    Yo la llamo y le cae
    Ella tiene mi size
    Esta buscando que le den el Ferrari, un ride
    Alineado con andar en traje
    Corbata
    Los lideres de nuevo
    Descontrolan las gatas
    El negocio se trata de ganar más plata
    Sedúceme negra,
    Ya yo prendí la fogata
    Se ven las luces de neón y el humo
    (Casi no te veo)
    Chula yo quiero un cantito
    Si tú me dejas te fumo
    Te consumo
    Déjame mudo
    Lamento decirte que usted
    Conmigo no pudo

    Hace calor
    En la disco subiendo el vapor
    (Bienvenidos a la Revolución)

    Hace calor
    En la disco subiendo el vapor

    Siento una energía
    Que ya yo no puedo parar
    Es algo que me controla
    Y quiero más, más
    De tu seducción
    Amor, amor
    No te detengas
    (Oye bebe por favor)

    Contágiame con tu flow
    Prende el show
    Se pega con tequila rose
    Muévelo, todo go
    Te ganaste las pantallas de ron
    (Súper tal de)
    Menea de noche
    Como lechuza, se aguza
    En su combo
    No quiere gentuza
    Cuando está caliente la usa
    La usa
    Si me duermo me saca la gamuza

    Abusadora, abusadora, abusadora
    Bendita sea la hora en que te encontré

    Abusadora, abusadora, abusadora
    Bendita sea la hora en que te encontré

    Hace calor
    En la disco subiendo el vapor

    Hace calor
    En la disco subiendo el vapor

    Seguiremos demostrándole que musicalmente
    Estamos por encima de todos ustedes
    Así que, seguirán comiendo clases de nosotros, la Revolución
    Y
    W
    Tainy
    Victor el Nasi
    Los campeones del pueblo papi


  • Tory Lanez – Lick X Drive You Crazy (The New Toronto 2 Mixtape)

    [Lick]

    [Intro]
    Yeah, uh

    [Verse]
    Look, bustin’ out the lick and now I got it, bitch, I’m re’d up
    I will never run off for the plug that got me keyed up
    Bankin’, it’s so many Franklins in my shit, you think a nigga know Aretha
    (Yeah, uh)
    Bustin’ out the lick and now I got it, bitch, I’m re’d up

    [Drive You Crazy]

    [Intro]
    I’ma, I’ma go easy on you niggas
    I’ma go easy

    [Verse 1]
    I’m lyin’, really comin’ for these niggas this time
    It’s a full-time job tryna keep ’em in line
    Yeah the full court pressure, givin’ niggas the stretcher
    I could kill your whole team combined, who want pressure?
    More than a nigga that’s ballin’, I need a Espy
    More than a Miami papi that’s on a jetski
    Ice on Wayne, whole chain on Gretzki
    When I start winnin’, don’t you rap niggas text me
    Grinnin’ at the view of your corpses in a fortress
    ‘Bout to make Forbes list, everythin’ is gorgeous
    Indoor B-ball courts lit where the floor sit
    Still runnin’ shit like faucettes in an orphanage
    Blog niggas gettin’ they core clicks off of whore shit
    Rap niggas all at they peak, I got the door slit
    On star island, cigar smilin’
    Drive a couple miles south hit the beach, bitches start wildin’
    I done came from the cop car sirens, block ball violence
    Bunch of lil niggas stealing hot cars wildin’
    Tops chopped off ’til the cops start wildin’ and the cop cars find us
    Must you remind us, wintertime climates
    Slicket set of "set up" bitches that try to line us
    I have no infatuation with niggas
    Only made the money cum im masturbatin’ the digits
    Matter fact I’m on tour inflatuatin’ the figures
    Used to be in low income, now see the show, income
    Shit would make you sick, meanin’ of a gross income
    I deserve every dollar here and then some
    And I pray I never dress like y’all
    Only bird on my shirt is when I press that raw
    It’s umbrellas on my sweater for bitches thats under weather
    Blowin’ kisses at the cheddar when I test that jaw
    I, never lose, never snooze, crackin’ crystal sippin
    Yaught pimpin’ on another cruise
    Foreign model from another niggas pedestals
    On the top, clock tickin’ on you other dudes
    Think I’m typin’ in a site with all these W’s
    Only watchin out for doe and niggas busting moves
    My drive crazy, I-80 in a Lamborghini screamin’ "Rock-a-bye-baby"
    Bad bitch just touched down, she Tom Brady
    Me I’m Tom Ford, there’s more to the Concord
    I been in the jungle, nigga, broke and on my last
    You was on the feet, nigga, I was on my ass
    You was in the sheets, nigga, I was on the ave
    You was in the class nigga, I was on the dash
    Hustlin’ in corner, swearin’ I was a goner
    Welcome to the USA, I was a foreigner
    Fame was a beautiful bitch, so I joined her
    Came now I’m lookin’ for chips, get the coin up
    I remained, all summer all fall
    Still gettin’ money when the wheels fall off
    Real ass nigga even when it’s called off
    Real ass nigga even when it’s called off, my nigga


  • De la Ghetto – Cali Kush

    Siempre fumo bueno, weed de cali nigga
    Siempre acicalado a wes freshly
    Siempre en el bloque chillin with my homies

    Dicen que son gansgter, yo soy lioni
    No vengas a roncar que son los más, más duroEscuchan el plomazo y ya están dando culo

    My money and sex my money
    Y la camisa siempre esta oliendo a crippy

    Con las J en mis pies, con la suela clean
    Una paca en el bolsillo que no tiene fin
    Todas las babys de De La Geezy tirandome al pin
    Por la rueta, la cubana rafaelo king

    No se equivoque con el geezy baby
    Que a tu gata yo le hago un baby
    Y después te lo achacan y tu cree que es tuyo
    Cundo nace se parece a Geezy baby

    Ellos se molestan por que, la calle es de nosotros
    Las mujeres son de nosotros y los combos son de nosotros
    Por que fumo de lo bueno, chingo bueno, todo nuevo
    Huelo bueno, cuando llego en la jodienda europeo nigga

    Siempre fumo bueno, weed de cali nigga
    Siempre acicalado a wes freshly
    Siempre en el bloque chillin with my homies
    Dicen que son gansgter, yo soy lioni
    No vengas a roncar que son los más, más duro
    Escuchan el plomazo y ya están dando culo

    Capoteo a 100 millas en el maquinon
    Que se la eche en la boca sin preocupación
    Tet echas, culo echo, como a mi me gusta
    Todo el bloque en la disco para dale a hooka

    Siempre fesh, con la combi traía de la USA
    Un poquito de sirope para soltar la tensión
    Date dos cachas, rola otro blon
    Pasa ese phellips no se mamon

    Ellos se molestan por que, la calle es de nosotros
    Las mujeres son de nosotros y los combos son de nosotros
    Por que fumo de lo bueno, chingo bueno, todo nuevo
    Huelo bueno, cuando llego en la jodienda europeo nigga

    Siempre fumo bueno, weed de cali nigga
    Siempre acicalado a wes fresh
    Siempre en el bloque chillin with my homies
    Dicen que son gansgter, yo soy lioni
    No vengas a roncar que son los más, más duro
    Escuchan el plomazo y ya están dando culo

    Los chulitos
    Ya tu sabes


  • Pogues – The Body Of An American lyrics

    The body of an american

    The cadillac stood by the house
    And the yanks they were within
    And the tinker boys they hissed advice
    ‘hot-wire her with a pin’
    We turned and shook as we had a look
    In the room where the dead men lay
    So big jim dwyer made his last trip
    To the home where his father’s laid

    Fifteen minutes later
    We had our first taste of whiskey
    There was uncles giving lectures
    On ancient irish history
    The men all started telling jokes
    And the women they got frisky
    By five o’clock in the evening
    Every bastard there was pissed

    Fare thee well going away
    There’s nothing left to say
    Farewell to new york city boys
    To boston and pa
    He took them out
    With a well-aimed clout
    He was often heard to say
    I’m a free born man of the usa

    He fought the champ in pittsburgh
    And he slashed him to the ground
    He took on tiny tartanella
    And it only went one round
    He never had no time for reds
    For drink or dice or whores
    And he never threw a fight
    Unless the fight was right
    So they sent him to the war

    Fare the well gone away
    There’s nothing left to say
    With a slainte joe and erin go
    My love’s in amerikay
    The calling of the rosary
    Spanish winde from far away
    I’m a free born man of the usa

    This morning on the harbour
    When I said goodbye to you
    I remember how I swore
    That I’d come back to you one day
    And as the sunset came to meet
    The evening on the hill
    I told you I’d always love
    I always did and I always will

    Fare thee well gone away
    There’s nothing left to say
    ‘cept to say adieu
    To your eyes as blue
    As the water in the bay
    And to big jim dwyer
    The man of wire
    Who was often heard to say
    I’m a free born man of the usa


  • Ab-Soul – INvocation Lyrics

    Say hip hop (hip hop)
    Say hip hop (hip hop)

    [Hook: Ab-Soul]
    A.L. Now I lay me down to sleep
    L.A. I pray the Lord my soul’s a G
    H, wait if I OD before I wake
    I pray I resurrect with a hangover on the third day
    Godbody
    Cuz He is and I am Him (Soulo)
    Yes He is and I am Him (Soulo)
    He is and I am him (Soulo)
    They ain’t me and I ain’t them

    [Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
    They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols
    Nuclear power plants and missiles, real warfare
    This where the wealthy need welfare
    How many mortal men knowing healthcare
    My cautious conscience give me nightmares
    I stopped dreaming many eons ago tho
    I paid my dues and rocked the bells like Quasimodo
    On the low tho, Soulo only artist on crown without a solo album in the stores tho
    I got my opinions
    What do you suggest?
    I’ts been a drill to be ill, you ain’t really sick
    Who you a-mucinex?

    [Hook: Ab-Soul]
    A.L. Now I lay me down to sleep
    L.A. I pray the lord my soul’s a G
    H, wait, if I OD before I wake
    I pray I resurrect with a hangover on the third day
    Godbody
    Cuz He is and I am Him (Soulo)
    Yes He is and I am Him (Soulo)
    He is and I am him (Soulo)
    They ain’t me and I ain’t them

    Muthafuck the government
    Muthafuck the system
    Muthafuck you, I’m just living..

    [Verse 2: Ab-Soul]
    Ay man, I’m a sorta a rock and a hard place
    Like a guitar in the Hard Rock Cafe
    They argue about me in barber shops when I got cropped
    Hmm… What a paradox
    I’m borderline crazy with a stamped up passport
    Getting past TSA with shit stashed, smelling like a hundred ashtrays
    Little white kids asking for my autograph
    Hey man, I’m off half a xan, off to my aircraft

    [Hook: Ab-Soul]
    A.L. Now I lay me down to sleep
    L.A. I pray the lord my soul’s a G
    H, wait, if I OD before I wake
    I pray I resurrect with a hangover on the third day
    Godbody
    Cuz he is and I am him (Soulo)
    Yes he is and I am him (Soulo)
    He is and I am him (Soulo)
    They ain’t me and I ain’t them

    Muthafuck the government
    Muthafuck the system
    Muthafuck you

    So I say, so I say, so I say, catch another plane
    Represent my hood in every state up in the USA
    I’m feeling good today, feeling good to be from [?]
    I had to do it

    [Verse 3: Ab-Soul]
    Back to the music, back to the fact I’m actually stupid
    Stupid meaning genius, come suck Jesus’ penis on Venus
    Back to reality, sadly I’m actually Jewish
    Or whatever you wish to call me, I don’t wanna offend nobody (l’chaim)
    Just remind them all, that it’s real
    Like when the Ark of the Covenant is still
    Foolish humans this is faith without the H
    The work is never done dummy, the lazy will be late
    A stewardess who was familiar with my music said: “You must be living the life”
    I looked at her with my red eyes like:
    “I ain’t going on no vacation
    I ain’t going on no vacation
    I ain’t going on no vacation
    ‘Till I fulfill my vocation”

    [Hook: Ab-Soul]
    A.L. Now I lay me down to sleep
    L.A. I pray the lord my soul’s a G
    H, wait, if I OD before I wake
    I pray I resurrect with a hangover on the third day
    Godbody
    Cuz he is and I am him (Soulo)
    Yes he is and I am him (Soulo)
    He is and I am him (Soulo)
    They ain’t me and I ain’t them (Soulo)


  • Motley Crue – Anarchy In The U.k.

    Right now
    Oh I am an anti-Christ
    And I am an anarchist
    Don’t know what I want
    But I know how to get it
    I want to destroy your passion boy
    ‘Cause I, I want to be, anarchy
    In this fuckin’ city

    Anarchy for the USA
    It’s coming sometime, maybe
    I give a wrong time stop at traffic line
    Your future dream is a sharpie’s scheme
    ‘Cause I want to be, anarchy
    Well it’s the only way to be

    Ha ha ha ha ha ha
    There are many ways to get what you want
    I use the best, well I use the rest
    Well I use the enemy
    I use anarchy
    ‘Cause I, I want to be, anarchy
    Fuck the rat race man

    Is this the PMRC
    Or is this the DEA
    Or is this the CIA
    I thought it was the U.S.A.
    Or just another country
    Some other fuckin’ country
    And I, want to be, anarchy
    Oh I want to fuckin’ hear it man
    And I, want to be, anarchy
    Let’s say it again boys
    And I, want to be, anarchy
    Fuckin’ destroy


  • Buffy Sainte-Marie – Universal Soldier lyrics

    He’s five feet two and he’s six feet four
    He fights with missiles and with spears
    He’s all of thirty-one and he’s only seventeen
    He’s been a soldier for a thousand years

    He’s a catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain
    A Buddhist and a Baptist and Jew
    And he knows he shouldn’t kill and he knows he always will
    Kill you for me, my friend, and me for you

    And he’s fighting for Canada, he’s fighting for France
    He’s fighting for the USA
    And he’s fighting for the Russians and he’s fighting for Japan
    And he thinks we’ll put an end to war this way

    And he’s fighting for democracy he’s fighting for the reds
    He says it’s for the peace of all
    He’s the one who must decide who’s to live and who’s to die
    And he never sees the writing on the wall

    But without him how would Hitler have condemned him at Dachau
    Without him Caesar would have stood alone
    He’s the one who gives his body as the weapon of the war
    And without him all this killing can’t go on

    He’s the universal soldier and he really is to blame
    But his orders come from far away no more
    They come from him and you and me and brothers can’t you see
    This is not the way we put an end to war?


  • Horrible Histories – Transportation lyrics

    [Intro]
    With imagination
    Inspiration
    Innovation
    And perspiration
    We revolutionised transportation

    [Verse 1]
    Stephenson’s the name and my steam engine’s the best you will find
    (It was the Rocket, it was called the Rocket)
    It pulled a train that carried passengers and was the first of its kind
    (Caused a commotion, doing the locomotion)
    Was best by miles
    And won top prize
    At the Rainhill Trials

    [Verse 2]
    The Lords said it was dangerous then saw how many tickets could sell
    (The toffs were off it, til they saw a profit)

    [Verse 3]
    And so he paved the way for me I’m Isambard Kingdom Brunel
    (An engineer, and famous pioneer)
    Railways off pat
    A massive hat
    And to top that

    [Verse 4]
    I was a tunnel building
    Bridge creating
    Hard grafting
    Ship crafting
    Polymath in search of a way
    To take my train through my tunnel, cross my bridge to my ship
    And sail me fastest to the usa
    My steam ship, it made the trip
    In just fourteen days

    [Verse 5]
    There across the ocean was clever old me I’m quite a star
    (He’s Henry Ford, yes that’s what he’s called)
    My assembly lines the first to make it cheap to buy a motor car
    (From Henry Ford, cars you can afford)
    I think you’ll find
    Made just one kind
    But never mind

    [Verse 6]
    I was the fastest rating
    Car creating
    Introducing mass producing
    Original Model T guy

    [Verse 7]
    We took an engine, a bird wing
    Some bike skills, worked until we found out how machines did fly
    Not just a hop
    But non-stop
    Gonna get high, high, high!

    [Verse 8]
    I’m Orville, was the brains
    The brawn, my brother Wilbur Wright
    We refined the plane and made the first sustained flight
    Our engine small
    But powerful
    Propelled to a great height!

    [Verse 9]
    They were supreme
    Our mean machines
    The stuff of dreams

    [Verse 10]
    We were creative, inventive
    Progress our incentive
    Always searching for a solution
    We took some steel and a wheel
    Made a plane, car and train and created a revolution

    [Verse 11]
    Hard to believe what we achieved
    Looking back, we helped change tack
    Transport was duller, we added colour
    Well, as long as it’s black


  • CARGO – Cargo ღ Nu Pot Trăi Fără Tine (I Can’t Live Without You)

    Acea privire din ochii tai
    Dorinta fierbinte
    Incercand atat de tare
    Sa stingi focul

    Vechii iubiti devin
    Prieteni periculosi
    Am stiut ca o sa fie probleme
    Daca ne mai intalnim vreodata
    Dar iata-ne aici
    Nu vreau sa stiu
    Ce se petrece in viata ta
    Si nu vreau sa simt
    Felul in care ma simt in noaptea asta
    Aici cu tine

    Nu pot trai cu tine
    Nu pot trai fara tine
    Rupandu-ma in doua
    Pur si simplu nu pot sta departe de tine
    Nu pot trai cu tine
    Nu pot trai fara tine
    Orice drum aleg
    Este greu pentru ca incerc sa fiu liber
    Esti adanc in interiorul meu

    Dragoste la prima atingere
    In foc, in noapte
    Si cand fumul s-a raspandit
    Tu plecasesi din viata mea

    M-ai lasat stand atat de singur in lumea aceasta
    Inca mai ard pentru tine fato
    Inca mai ard de asemenea
    Imi doresc sa fi fost suficient de puternic

    Sa ies afara pe usa
    Dar mi-am petrecut toata noaptea
    Intrebandu-ma daca magia mai exista inca
    Asa ca inainte

    Nu pot trai cu tine
    Nu pot trai fara tine
    Rupandu-ma in doua
    Pur si simplu nu pot sta departe de tine
    Nu pot trai cu tine
    Nu pot trai fara tine
    Orice drum aleg
    Este greu pt ca incerc sa fiu liber
    Esti adanc in interiorul meu

    Cum as putea uita dragostea
    Doar o singura atingere si noi eram pe drumul nostru
    Eram pe drumul nostrum
    Si tu sti ca eu am nevoie de tine
    Nu pot exista fara tine

    Nu pot trai cu tine
    Nu pot trai fara tine
    Rupandu-ma in doua
    Pur si simplu nu pot sta departe de tine

    Nu pot trai cu tine
    Nu pot trai fara tine
    Nu pot trai fara tine
    Orice drum as alege
    Orice drum as alege
    Nu pot sta deoparte
    Nu pot sta deoparte


  • Derek Minor – Believe It (Reflection Album) letras

    [Verse 1]
    Please pay attention, everybody better settle in
    Minor get to preaching on these tracks like a reverend
    Not like, some of the ones in the spotlight
    On private jets, better straighten up and fly right
    That treat the church like a brothel, they prostitute the truth
    How many people gotta die tonight before we stop preaching to the choir
    They get scared when I talk about the drugs, and the gun
    And the hood, and the poor, like if we don’t pay attention it won’t happen any more
    In the suburbs, where the money at, we send it overseas before they send it to Chicago
    Cops kill a kid bet they talk about Chicago
    Yea the hood is messed up, pray before you judge tho
    Who finna stand up
    Can’t turn my back on the culture, be a vulture
    I approach ya, and tell you how my family in hood
    And it ain’t looking good, so if I move to L.A
    I’ll never be Hollywood
    Yes this is personal, it’s a not a show
    If it was just for dough, what’s the point of even doing it for
    When there’s people that I know straight hooked to dope
    I got truth that they need know, let me talk about it

    [Hook]
    By Now you should know that I mean what I say and you better believe it
    I just say this once, I won’t repeat myself so you better believe it
    You better believe it x8
    [Verse 2]
    They don’t wanna hear what I gotta say
    They don’t wanna hear what I gotta say
    They don’t wanna hear me talk about how Sunday service
    Is the most segregated time in the USA
    What kinda sermon do you think that preach to everybody watching
    Here’s another man shot and we don’t talk about the topic
    We don’t even pray about it, all we say about it
    No comment, don’t rock a boat about it
    I ain’t scared, It don’t matter what the cost, I’mma say it
    Till there’s prices on my head, and I’m dead
    Go to Chucky Cheese if you looking for a token
    I’m only bout spitting real truth that’s potent
    Fighting for the found and the lost, slave and the free
    And I’ll give my life cause he gave it for me
    I speak for a king and we made in his image
    When you looking at yourself, his reflection in the mirror
    Gimme me the mic, run it again, y’all in my aim now
    I’m running from nothing, I give em the key, unlocking the chain now
    I say what I want, and I’m keeping it real, that is the way now
    I know what I’m doing, they seeing the movement
    It’s making em ready for change now
    Give it away now, give it a, give it away now
    Give it away now, give it a, give it away now
    A lot of people talk and I ain’t heard a thang now
    And if I say it, then believe it right away now

    [Hook]
    By Now you should know that I mean what I say and you better believe it
    I just say this once, I won’t repeat myself so you better believe it
    You better believe it x8


  • Motley Crue – Anarchy In The U.K. letras

    Right now
    Oh I am an anti-Christ
    And I am an anarchist
    Don’t know what I want
    But I know how to get it
    I want to destroy your passion boy
    ‘Cause I, I want to be, anarchy
    In this fuckin’ city

    Anarchy for the USA
    It’s coming sometime, maybe
    I give a wrong time stop at traffic line
    Your future dream is a sharpie’s scheme
    ‘Cause I want to be, anarchy
    Well it’s the only way to be

    Ha ha ha ha ha ha
    There are many ways to get what you want
    I use the best, well I use the rest
    Well I use the enemy
    I use anarchy
    ‘Cause I, I want to be, anarchy
    Fuck the rat race man

    Is this the PMRC
    Or is this the DEA
    Or is this the CIA
    I thought it was the U.S.A.
    Or just another country
    Some other fuckin’ country
    And I, want to be, anarchy
    Oh I want to fuckin’ hear it man
    And I, want to be, anarchy
    Let’s say it again boys
    And I, want to be, anarchy
    Fuckin’ destroy


  • Susan Fuentes – Himayang Nahunlak lyrics

    Verse I
    Ingun sa ge mino karon ki’ng kalag ko
    Daw nabilanggo intawon sa usa ka damgo
    Wala na masayod kung unsa ang angayng buhaton
    Handumon ka ba? Kasilagan ka ba? O kalimtan na lang

    Verse II
    Ingun sa ge haya karon ang akung galamhan
    Wala nay umoy bisan dyutay kining balati-an
    Gani sa luha aku intawon na hubsan
    Wala nay gahom kining dughan nga mag bangutan

    Verse III
    Nahugno, nagun-ob, nahunlak ang akong himaya
    Nahugno, nagun-ob, nahunlak sa imong pagbiya
    Walay kokalooy ako nga ge budhian
    Walay kokalooy ako nga ge talikdan

    Verse IV
    Patay na ang gugma nga kanhi puno sa hudyaka
    Patay nang pagbating nalumsan sa mga luha
    Kanako wala nay bili ki’ng kinabuhi
    Sukad kang nag budhi kanako akong pinili

    Verse V
    Busa ki’ng dughan sa hilom nangandoy na lamang
    Nangandoyng matapos nalang ang tanan…

    Repeat Verse IV and V (once)


  • Jerrod – Ain’t No Way

    No justice no peace

    Turn around Nd put ya hands up
    Cuffs now, ask later, reprimand us
    If you wanna do what’s right gone on stand up
    No guns, no violence, put yo hands up
    Witness on the news another black life dead
    They tell you turn around, BOW shoot you instead
    Call for backup but leave you laying for dead
    Another black life gone, and that’s the end
    Man I’m sick of all this hating
    I’m just tired of being so patient
    We all sitting here just waitin
    For another nigga to get wasted
    12 shooting like they gone crazy
    Judges starting to act all shady
    We just let it happen lately
    We just letting em kill our babies why

    We fighting fire with fire
    We still don’t have no desire
    To make the black standard higher
    Man we gotta take a stand, gotta be a man, gotta keep our future in our hands

    Chorus:
    Ain’t no way
    Ima sit and let this happen
    We have to stand and fight (ain’t no way)
    Ima watch it die, keep this hope alive, it’s gone be alright (ain’t no way)
    I can let this go on, I gotta be strong
    I can make a stand, we can make a stand !!
    AINT NO WAY

    USA the land of the free
    The government corrupt with liars and hypocracy
    If this land is so free, why must we have so many penalties
    For exercising rights, and living the good life so freely
    Like Colin kapernick, he didn’t take a stand
    Now he being criticized, like this man had some contraband
    But we letting things slide, like cases with Sandra bland
    But gabby is scrutinized cause she didn’t raise up her hand

    Wow wow this world full of contradictions
    I’m seeing where it’s going living in this premonition
    That’s why we gotta take a stand, gotta be a man, gotta keep our future in our hands

    I ain’t afraid to die, when I stand for what’s right I’m gone alright
    Death has lost its sting we got the victory now I can say I’m free
    Let’s gone make this thing happen 3x let’s gone and make thing thing


  • El Silencio De IGOR – Pequeña Muñeca De Trapo lyrics

    ¿Qué le va a pasar a la muñeca de trapo?
    ¿Quién le va a coser sus zapatitos de harapos?

    Un castillo de dulces y confites arma,
    Sobre el arenero triste de una plaza.
    Con cuidado las colillas de cigarro aparta
    Y un sorbete usa de banderín.

    Le hicieron ver la vida de golpe,
    Y por el golpe es que perdió un botón.

    Quiso volar con un globo hasta el cielo,
    Y con su techo de chapas chocó.

    Quién podrá hacer dormir a la muñeca de trapo,
    Si todos sus sueños fueron hechos harapos.

    Cómo convencerla de que no pierda la magia,
    Si todo el mundo se aleja ella…
    De la muñeca de trapo, de esa muñeca de trapo,
    De la pequeña.