Pope marries flight attendants in mid-air ceremony

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January 19, 2018 06:38:02

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Carlos Ciuffardi (left) and Paola Podest (centre) had a civil ceremony eight years ago.
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I have married 40 couples.’ But never has a pope married somebody on a flight,” she said.When the beaming couple emerged from the front section of the plane, some reporters in the rear section at first thought it was a practical joke.Vatican spokesman Greg Burke came out a minute later to confirm it all.”Everything is valid. In the first such ceremony on a papal flight, Pope Francis has performed a wedding for a steward and stewardess while flying between two Chilean cities. All of a sudden, he asked us if we were married for the Church too,” Mr Ciuffardi told reporters afterwards on the plane, which was en route to the northern city of Iquique from Santiago.The couple explained to the pope how the 2010 earthquake had damaged the church they had hoped to marry in.”He liked us and he asked: ‘Do you want me to marry you?’ He asked: ‘Are you sure?,’ Ms Podest said.”‘Yes of course,’ we said.”The pope performed the brief ceremony in the front of the plane.Ignacio Cueto, president of Latam airlines, who was on board, was the witness.An improvised marriage certificate was signed by the pope, the couple, Mr Cueto and a bishop who was on the plane. Key points:Couple had civil union but religious ceremony was cancelled after church was damagedPresident of Latam airlines, Ignacio Cueto, witnessed the marriagePope was travelling to Chilean city of Iquique, home to thousands of migrants
Paula Podest Ruiz, 39, and Carlos Ciuffardi Elorriga, 41, who had a civil union eight years ago, told the pope a religious ceremony that was to follow was cancelled after their parish church in Santiago was heavily damaged in an earthquake in 2010.They asked him to bless their marriage, but he had something else in mind.”We told him that we are husband and wife. Everything is official,” he said.”We had a short and small ceremony. Photo:
The marriage certificate of flight attendants Carlos Ciuffardi and Paola Podest. He took our hands and he asked if there was love in our marriage and if we want to keep on being together all life long,” Mr Ciuffardi said.Ms Podest told reporters and the pope that the couple had met on a flight when she was his boss, adding: “I am still his boss.”Iquique — the pope’s destination — is a popular beach city in northern Chile that is also home to tens of thousands of migrants who have poured into the region’s strongest and most stable economy in search of a better life.The Argentine pope, who has frequently demanded wealthy countries open their arms to migrants and refugees, called Iquique a “land of dreams” for so many newcomers and urged Chile to continue to be a place of hospitality, jobs and justice, especially for those migrants who are exploited.The Pope’s visit to Chile has sparked protests and a spate of attacks on Catholic churches throughout the country.AP/Reuters (L’Osservatore Romano Vatican Media via AP)
“Being married by a pope on board a flight is something priceless,” Ms Podest said.”I asked him: ‘Do you marry people?’ He said: ‘Yes, from time to time. That we have two daughters and that we would have loved to receive his blessing.

Toni Braxton – Heart Away (feat. Birdman)

[Intro]
Heart away
Heart away
Heart away
Heart away
I don’t need anybody for nothing
Turned and left me in the cut and now I’m hunting
Heart away
Heart away
Heart away
He took my hear away
[Verse 1]
He took my heart away, bad man with bad manners
Played me like it was a habbit
Middle finger he could have it
I use to dream of living lavish
Now a girl’s a living legend
I dreamt [?] my fashion
If I ain’t eating then i’m fasting no
[?]
I couldn’t fit it (couldn’t fit it)
It didn’t work so I gave it to one of my sisters
Had her check in the back of my benz
Guess what I did? (what)
I woke up the next day and packed up my deal
So me and my kids
[Chorus]
He took my heart away
Didn’t know how to say a prayer, just giving that love away
I had to baller play
He gave my heart away
I been through harder days
Hell no, I was just in LA in my Bently
Hanging with Stunna, heyyy
I ain’t asking anybody for nothing
Turned and left me in the cut and now I’m hunting
Heart away
Heart away
Heart away
He took my hear away
(Heart away)
He took my hear away
(Heart away)
Heart away
(Heart away)
He took my hear away
Heart away
Heart away
(Heart away)
Heart away
[Verse 2]
I got something worth more than money
Go to church free the birds on Sundays
So much pain I took you away from it
When I pull up on you I’m stunting
You got a bad man feeling good
Got a rich nigga from the hood
But I ain’t never had nuttin like it
Had a few broads or hoes but I ain’t like it
Know a nigga want it all
Know I’m shooting for the stars
Know I’m buying all the cars
5 star be the done
Matching cars on the beach
Ball hard and imma treat ya
Proper plane baby come meet ya
Whole bag of cash when I greet ya
Overseas and we high
Steering wheel the right side
Good girl with the bad guys
I took her heart I won’t lie
[Chorus]
He took my heart away
Didn’t know how to say a prayer, just giving that love away
I had to baller play
He gave my heart away
I been through harder days
Hell no, I was just in LA in my Bently
Hanging with Stunna, heyyy
I don’t need anybody for nothing
Turned and left me in the cut and now I’m hunting
Heart away
Heart away
Heart away
He took my hear away
(Heart away)
He took my hear away
(Heart away)
Heart away
(Heart away)
He took my hear away
Heart away
Heart away
(Heart away)
Heart away

Lil Uzi Vert – 200 My Dash

Plugg DJ suckas
I love my plug
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
The Plug
200 my dash
I hope I don’t crash (woah)
I’m driving too fast (slow down, slow down)
I know why you mad
Cause I got the cash
I’m flexin’ my bag
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Hold up (what)
My new girl yeah that shit fulgar (unh)
Got the chopper with no holster (bah)
That shit might knock on my shoulder (gun sounds)
I start the fan in the [?] (I love my plug)
Drive in the Lamb like a lotus
Twelve pull up told me to slow up (skrr)
Spin around in with a donut (vroom)
I had your girl I won’t hold up (lil uzi)
I found out she no deep throater (ha)
She suck my dick like a stick (yah)
I told that girl I’m reloaded (damn)
.30 rounds all in my clip (yah)
And my bullets hit like boulders (damn)
Money so thick I can’t fold it (can’t fold it)
Can’t fit in my pockets so I envelope it (gun sounds)
Double cup I with the potion
Diamonds they hit like the ocean (yah)
Carry my shirt cause it’s Gucci (huh)
Scope got the aim with the ruler (fire)
Swervin’ the range that’s the Rover (it’s fire)
I hit the shot with the floater
I flooded AP, like Rollie (woah)
I got that bread in the toaster (woah)
I got that bread in the toaster (woah)
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
200 my dash
I hope I don’t crash (woah)
I’m driving too fast (slow down, slow down)
I know why you mad
Cause I got that cash
I’m flexin’ my bag
Don’t want no sex you bitch (damn)
She want the neck, you bitch (huh)
You tryna act like you like me (hu)
Just wanna check, you bitch (hunh)
Just wanna check, you bitch (huh)
Can’t get the check, you bitch (bye) (yuh)
Pull out a hundred can’t give my girl 99 of it I blessed my chick (yeah)
You got your first piece of Rafs (huh), you tryna flex and shit (yeah)
I got so much money boy they be watchin’ that I had to rest my drip (yeah)
I had to rest my drip (yeah)
I had to rest my drip (yeah) (hey)
I do not go to the club
My crib where my section is (yeah)
Told her don’t call my phone (yeah)
Not with the texting, bitch (hello)
Don’t want no messages (yuh)
Feelings ain’t catching it (yuh)
Told her you talk too much (yeah)
Baby girl rest your lips (yuh)
Baby girl rest your lips (yuh)
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah woah
Yeah, 200 my dash
I hope I don’t crash (woah)
I’m driving too fast (slow down, slow down)
I know why you mad
Cause I got that cash
I’m flexin’ my bag (Flex)

ASAP Ferg – Family

[Intro]
Yeah
Uh
Yeah, uh
Uh
[Verse 1]
I said, "My mama"
My mama always taught me
In and out with a shawty, she beat me for actin’ naughty
And my daddy, my daddy, he a savage
Fuckin’ bitches, the baddest and buyin’ whips to crash
And my uncles, my uncle, one name is Pschyo
T-Nice cooked the white slow, thank God he ain’t do life though
And my grandmas, my grandma, one hit the hammer
One dressed like Hammer and was an African dancer
[Chorus]
Family tree
Yeah, family tree
Bring it back
Yeah, family
[Verse 2]
I hate it when my mama curse me out in the public
My daddy had the silver mink matchin’ the Benz
T-Nice introduced me to some killers for friends
And Pschyo was a Pschyo with a deuce in his Timbs
My grandma had the arthritis, holdin’ the hammer (Yeah)
She kept it in the mattress, kept my unc’ out the slammer
The other had a caesar with some pants like Hammer
She kick her legs up, she a African dancer

[Chorus]
Family tree
Yeah, family tree
Yeah, family
[Verse 3]
Life’s a tightrope, the fam give me balance
With me as I climb the mountains are the rich and the famous
Grandma, holy moly, she dancin’, I see Marcus Garvey on the wall and say "damn it
Who you starin’ at?" My grandma say, "Lord of the planet"
You can tell she is a fan of the Black Panthers
T-Nice ran with a posse, only do damage (Right)
That’s what I’m sayin’, drug game like a cancer
He was wearin’ pandas, minks coats, now he in the slammer (Yeah)
And I can’t stand her like "Dirty Diana" (Right)
Life’s a bitch, you’s my grandma, grandma
My fathers cross cost an arm and a hammer (Right)
People think they broad is all from Atlanta (Yeah)
Was never home and showed up to be Santa (Ah)
I used to hang out with gang bangers like Santana that wear bandanas
And red clothes with pit bulls, the red nose
[?]
Keep the "Smith &" if you slippin’, you got rich, just let me get it
[Outro]
Family
Oh, my family
Yeah, uh
Oh, my family
Yeah
Oh, my family
I do it
Oh, my family
Do it
Oh, my family
I do it
Do it
Do it

Phillip Phillips – Into The Wild

Drown me in slow motion
Steal the breath I’m holding
You could take it with your smile
Chase me in the darkness
Kiss me like you’re heartless
Then run away and hide
Cause I’ll follow you
Into the wild
Roll me like the thunder
Let me feel your hunger
For me tonight
When your heart is broken
I’ll suck out all the poison
When the viper bites
And I’ll follow you
Into the wild
Into the wild
And I’ll follow you
Into the wild
Into the wild
I won’t change you
I won’t tame you
I won’t change you
I won’t tame you, no
I can be your landslide
And you can be my fault line
Let’s jump and shake the earth
‘Cause I’ll follow you
Into the wild
Into the wild
And I’ll follow you
Into the wild
Into the wild
Into the wild (change you)
Into the wild (tame you)
Into the wild (change you)
(Tame you)
(Change you)
Into the wild (tame you)

Jonas Brothers – When You Look Me In The Eyes

I’m gonna tell you that I love you
In the best way that I can
I can’t take a day without you here
You’re the light that make my darkness disappear
When you look me in the eyes
And tell me that you love me
Everything’s alright
When you’re right here by my side
When you look me in the eyes
I catch a glimpse of heaven
I find my paradise
When you look me in the eyes
Movin’ on, I start to realize
I can reach my tomorrow
I can hold my head up high
And it’s all because you’re by my side
When you look me in the eyes
And tell me that you love me
Everything’s alright
When you’re right here by my side
When I hold you in my arms
I know that it’s forever
I just got to let you know
I never wanna let you go
‘Cause when you look me in the eyes
And tell me that you love me
Everything’s alright
When you’re right here by my side
When you look me in the eyes
I catch a glimpse of heaven
Oh, I find my paradise
When you look me in the eyes, oh, yeah, ah Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
If the heart is always searching
Can you ever find a home? I’ve been looking for that someone
I never make it on my own
Dreams can’t take
The place of loving you
There’s gotta be a million reasons
Why it’s true
When you look me in the eyes
And tell me that you love me
Everything’s alright
When you’re right here by my side
When you look me in the eyes
I catch a glimpse of heaven
I find my paradise
When you look me in the eyes
How long will I be waiting
To be with you again?

Cousin Stizz – Lambo

[Chorus]
I just wanna race a Lambo
Let’s roll the dice and gamble
I just wanna race a Lambo
Let’s roll the dice and gamble
Gucci be all on her sandals
She say I’m too hard to handle
I just wanna race a Lambo
Let’s roll the dice and gamble
Know you be flexing you talkin’ ’bout work
But that ain’t ya pack, it’s ya man’s O
I just wanna race a Lambo
Let’s roll the dice and gamble
Gucci be all on her sandals
She say I’m too hard to handle
I just wanna race a Lambo
I just wanna race a Lambo
[Verse 1]
Bro had his arm in the pan
Way before I had a fan doe
I’m drinkin’ straight dout the handle
Remy might make me go Rambo
Heard you spit then changed the channel
I put 10k on a mantle
Why these boys sound like samples
Stealing my swag by the handful
You know that we mobbin we keep the car running
That’s just how we move like sopranos
Gotta blend in like a camo
I got the Feds in a scramble
Anything possible you gotta get it and I had to make the example
The block got me covered like flannel
I keep it lit like a candle

[Chorus]
I just wanna race a Lambo
Let’s roll the dice and gamble
I just wanna race a Lambo
Let’s roll the dice and gamble
Gucci be all on her sandals
She say I’m too hard to handle
I just wanna race a Lambo
Let’s roll the dice and gamble
Know you be flexing you talkin’ ’bout work
But that ain’t ya pack, it’s ya man’s O
I just wanna race a Lambo
Let’s roll the dice and gamble
Gucci be all on her sandals
She say I’m too hard to handle
I just wanna race a Lambo
I just wanna race a Lambo
[Verse 2]
She gave me top so sincere
Pulled up and brought her friends here
I brought the whole hood in here
Just had to make that real clear
I want the diamonds this clear
I wanna shine like Ric fFair
I need a million this year
Duck in a Lambo, switch gears
Shawty come ride with a winner she taking it off ’cause I take her there
You a beginner, don’t take it there
You and me know they ain’t playin’ fair
We bust the work down and into shares
You know my circle ain’t into squares

[Chorus]
I just wanna race a Lambo
Let’s roll the dice and gamble
I just wanna race a Lambo
Let’s roll the dice and gamble
Gucci be all on her sandals
She say I’m too hard to handle
I just wanna race a Lambo
Let’s roll the dice and gamble
Know you be flexing you talkin’ ’bout work
But that ain’t ya pack, it’s ya man’s O
I just wanna race a Lambo
Let’s roll the dice and gamble
Gucci be all on her sandals
She say I’m too hard to handle
I just wanna race a Lambo
I just wanna race a Lambo

Beck – Fix Me

[Verse 1]
You might fix me
You might crush me
Take a little piece of me
Start a new history
And trace it back to me
Someday you might see
[Pre-Chorus]
I want you
I want you
I want you
Oh, I want you
[Chorus]
I don’t mind
If the sea washes over the city tonight
Tonight
[Verse 2]
The ground is hollow, dark skies follow
And you don’t know where you’ve gone
Branches on the trees have arms
The moon is a false alarm
Nothing’s gonna do you harm
Except yourself

[Pre-Chorus]
I want you
I want you
I want you
Yeah, I want you
[Chorus]
I don’t mind
If the sea washes over the city tonight
Tonight
[Outro]
I’m set free
I’m set free

Young Scooter – Jugg King

Hey Tawn, turn that beat down
YoLil Daddy in this bitch here
Ya dig
You say you a hitman but you ain’t hit shit
You say you a lick man but you ain’t hit no licks
You say you a dope boy but you ain’t sold no bricks
My baby mama left, I bought another nigga bitch
I do what I want, you do what you can
I stashed away a mil just if shit don’t go as planned
I do what I want, you do what you can
I stashed away a mil just if shit don’t go as planned
I’m a real nigga
Lick hitter, bitch getter
Quick flipper
Pot whipper, dope dealer
Fly nigga
If I pop I’ma ride nigga
Goyard, a hundred racks inside nigga
You a fuck nigga
I could get you touched nigga
I be in your hood
So I know what’s up with you
You a worker nigga
Hang around plugs nigga, you the dope man
You ain’t got no drugs nigga
I’m a boss nigga, I’m bossed out like Rick Ross nigga
Five-fifty bands, you know what that cost nigga
My shit paid for
You paid a note, you ridin’ a rental, I got Freebandz
You know Future that’s my nigga, Scooter! You say you a hitman but you ain’t hit shit
You say you a lick man but you ain’t hit no licks
You say you a dope boy but you ain’t sold no bricks
My baby mama left, I bought another nigga bitch
I do what I want, you do what you can
I stashed away a mil just if shit don’t go as planned
I do what I want, you do what you can
I stashed away a mil just if shit don’t go as planned
Real dope boy
Nigga you a ho boy, you move a brick a month
That means your trap too slow boy, every day I stunt
I put on a show boy, you ain’t got no money
Nigga you a broke boy
I do what I want, I got real cash
They call me the Jugg King ’cause I got real swag
I ain’t talking clothes
Bitch I got them bags
You know this a pound house and we don’t sell halves
I’m a boss nigga
Yeah I took a loss nigga
If you in the streets
Watch out for the cross nigga
I don’t trust niggas
‘Cause I can’t take no loss nigga, I got Freebandz
Yeah Casino that’s my nigga, Scooter! You say you a hitman but you ain’t hit shit
You say you a lick man but you ain’t hit no licks
You say you a dope boy but you ain’t sold no bricks
My baby mama left, I bought another nigga bitch
I do what I want, you do what you can
I stashed away a mil just if shit don’t go as planned
I do what I want, you do what you can
I stashed away a mil just if shit don’t go as planned
Hey Tawn, turn that beat down?

Tory Lanez, Major Lazer & Cashmere Cat – Miss You (Lyric Video)

I’ve been waiting

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
For you, you, you
Oh you, you, you
Oh you, you, you
Oh you
I’ve been waiting
[Outro: Tory Lanez]
Oh yes, it’s true, true, true, true
I can be different for you, you, you, you
Show me the things I gotta do, do, do, do
I will be different for you, you, you, you
You, woah Uh-huh, you know
Can I kiss it like that? Uh-huh, you know
Can I kiss it like that? Like this, like that? Remember that
Heaven, it feels like that
I won’t lie to you, no, no
Can I hit it like that? [Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
Took time to get you
Took time to let you know
Tried to forget you
You’re unforgettable
[Pre-Chorus: Tory Lanez]
There’s 24 hours in a day
I think about you more than 24 times
Just trying not to think about you
But you’ve been on my mind
I got nothing for you but time
‘Cause you always end up by my side
Through loving you, I needed time
I needed time, and now I’m like
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Can I hit it like that? Like this, like that? Remember that
Heaven, it feels like that
I won’t lie to you, no, no
Can I hit it like that? Like this, like that? Like this, like that? I’ve been waiting

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
For you, you, you
Oh you, you, you
Oh you, you, you
Oh you
I’ve been waiting on and on and-
[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Took time to find you
You left to go away
Must I remind you, feelings don’t go astray, no
[Pre-Chorus: Tory Lanez]
There’s 24 hours in a day
I think about you more than 24 times
Just trying not to think about you
But you’ve been on my mind
I got nothing for you but time
‘Cause you always end up by my side
Through loving you, I needed time
I needed time, and now I’m like
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Can I hit it like that?

Rejjie Snow – Egyptian Luvr (feat. Amine & Kaytranada)

And my life’s on charge
Two shows, pay rent, get a girl, get a job
Belly of the beast, when I walk in the streets
All I see is fake love, insecurity
Two months, seven days, oh, when you first came
Walked in, Off-White, all pink, okay

[Chorus: Dana Williams & Rejjie Snow]
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past [Intro: Rejjie Snow]
Love
Love
[Refrain: Dana Williams]
Just let go of sorrow
Like there’s no tomorrow
‘Cause tonight might be your last
So stay up till sunrise
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Leave it in the past
[Chorus: Dana Williams & Rejjie Snow]
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past
[Verse 1: Rejjie Snow]
Breakdance and boogie, my love
This is 1971
I crave that brain and that flesh
Cups of tea and gums that bleed red
Say you wrap the plastic in white
Say you single all of my life
Blackest skin, disfigure my crimes
Credit cards and losing my mind
Piece-by-piece, they stitched me
Ain’t no love, I’m still banging out Whitney
I can’t cry for those who ain’t with me
I can’t pray so Lord, please forgive me (so)
Pink like pussy, extra pushy
Hands up off me, she’s so lovely
Fame and fortune, all those habits
Pink and white, them panties matching

[Bridge: Dana Williams, Aminé & Rejjie Snow]
I want you to stay forever
I want you to stay forever
I want you to stay forever
I want you to stay forever
[Chorus: Dana Williams & Rejjie Snow]
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past
[Verse 2: Aminé]
Ring, ring, I’m tryna get my old thing back
But baby always wanna bring up shit from the past (yeah)
Whoa-oh, our options are limitless
Putting in effort for the effort, it’s too effortless
Whoa, fuck checks, see the necklace
Gold hit her lips every time that I’m hitting it
Huh, I told her "baby, I’m sorry
But if you think we got problems then baby, watch Maury"
Yeah, that’s why you gotta smell the roses
We parted ways like she’s cheated with Moses
That’s fucked up but a lot of things are
In Hollywood but I never see stars
Do anything for ya, that’s love
Go anywhere for ya, that’s love
Might even kill for ya, that’s love
And if you’re still tripping, that’s drugs

[Refrain: Dana Williams, Rejjie Snow & Aminé]
Just let go of sorrow
Like there’s no tomorrow
‘Cause tonight might be your last
So stay up till sunrise (sunrise)
Wipe the tears from your eyes (your eyes)
Leave it in the past
[Chorus: Dana Williams & Rejjie Snow]
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past
The past, the past, the past, the past
Leave it in the past
[Verse 3: Rejjie Snow]
Extra white, she’s so extra white
My appetite, I lost appetite
It’s paradise, we in paradise
So extra bright, it’s so extra bright, so
I break the beat and I scratch it
She be like cancer, she be like dancing
Straight to my mattress, I was on smashing
I was on abra, she was cadabring
No free smoke when your bae is gone
Why love when it’s free and it does no harm? New phone, who’s this?

Hippo Campus – Buttercup

I’ll be fine on my own, she said, I don’t need you inside my head
(She’ll be fine on her own, she’ll be fine on her own)
I’ll be fine on my own, she said, all my love’s wrapped in shades of red
(She’ll be fine on her own, she’ll be fine on her own)
No holds barred in the ring so you’ll fight me
Give ’em hell, give ’em teeth like you taught me
Tireless mess, seeking thrills getting bitey
When I’m in doubt
Pudgy face kissing lace in the backseat
Wrinkled toss of the coin that I can’t see
Don’t forget I have you to be like me
Where around is enough for a family
I’ll be fine on my own, she said, I don’t need you inside my head
(She’ll be fine on her own, she’ll be fine on her own)
I’ll be fine on my own, she said, all my love’s wrapped in shades of red
(She’ll be fine on her own, she’ll be fine on her own)
Growing pains splaying rain on the high sea
Scale a tree, snap a branch so you can’t leave
On the ground, lost and found, understand me
Putting words in my mouth, trying to get free
Solid punch kind of eyes make ‘em wobbly
Gothic vine growing fire in the lobby
Lighten up, buttercup, get a hobby
Yeah, swing, sucker, swing, finish sobbing
She’ll be fine on her own… she’ll be fine on her own
She’ll be fine on her own… she’ll be fine on her own
She’ll be fine on her own, she said
She’ll be fine on her own, she said
She’ll be fine on her own, she said
She’ll be fine on her own, she’ll be fine on her own
She’ll be fine on her own, she’ll be fine on her own
I’ll be fine, I’m alright, it’s my body
Gonna stick to my guns, like you taught me
Holy hell, I can tell that you hate me
Dying moon, keep me up, keep me waiting
I’ll be fine, I’m alright, it’s my body
Gonna stick to my guns, like you taught me
Holy hell, I can tell that you hate me
Dying moon, keep me up, keep me waiting

Black Eyed Peas – Street Livin’ (On The Late Show) (Live)

If you ain’t dead, you can see imprisonment
[Verse 3: apl.de.ap]
It’s more niggas in the prisons than there ever slaves cotton picking
There’s more niggas that’s rotting in the prisons than there ever slaves cotton picking
So, how we gon’ get out the trap? You can take action or take a dick
Listen, you can get fucked by the system
Or you can say fuck the system Be the killer or be the dead dude in the news
I get it, what’s a nigga to do? [Verse 1: will.i.am]
Street livin’, caught in a trap
Guns or books, sell crack or rap
Be like kings or be like pawns
They called us coons, now they call us cons
Street niggas be packing pistols
Terrorists be blasting missles
Crips and bloods and retail thugs
CIA planes bring Columbian drugs
Don’t push me cause I’m close to hell
And compare to them, prison guards get payed well
Ten years no bail is 4 years at Yale
So, forget about the statue of General Lee
Because the status of blacks are generally
Are gonna end up in some penitentiary
Systematically, that’s how they made it to be
Listen, they derailed the soul train
And put a nightmare into every Martin Luther King
And private complexes are owned by the same
Slave masters that owned the slave trade game
And racists no longer have to be racist
Cause niggas kill more niggas than the KKK did
Now, every time I hear a new def jam
Niggas killing niggas like they Ku Klux Klan
I understand what’s a nigga to choose? No education in the hood, got a nigga confused

[Verse 2: Taboo]
Street livin’, tough conditions
Brainwashed by the television
We lost in the war we live in
Double cross love lost no religion
Street livin’, oh my gosh
Another brother got shot by the searg’
Another cop got off with no charge
If you black in the hood, you at large
You’re guilty until we prove you’re innocent
If you’re ivory, they treat you different
If you’re ebony, they assume you’re temperament
Well, be vigilant, and they call you militant
You’ll get shot, and they’ll say the incident
Is because you’re beligerent
What a coincidence? Guns or books, sell crack or rap
Street livin’, hustle or hoops
Guns or books, get shot or shoot
Street livin’, ain’t no rules
Break the law, make or break the news
The life you choose could be the life you lose
Niggas getting stuck for the Nike shoes
Street livin’, ain’t no joke
It’s a cold world, better bring your coat
Revoke cause the streets are broke
Now, they wanna take away our dreams and hopes
Street livin’, no economics
No way out of the Reaganomics
Infected by the black plague, new bubonic
No comprende, we speak ebonics
Street livin’, what’s your position?

YFN Lucci – Boss Life (feat. Offset)

[Chorus: YFN Lucci & Offset]
Uh, young fly nigga I kick big shit, yeah
Plus my wrist lit, hey
Plus my bitch rich, yeah
I’m a big pimp, yeah
I talk big shit, yeah
We got sticks bitch, yeah
We don’t miss shit, yeah uh
Yeah, wrist on frostbite, wedding bands look like headlights
This the boss life, yeah
My bitch exclusive and she boujee, yeah
Real life no movie, whole lotta groupies, yeah
[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
I gotta move a clip, in this lil’ uzi yeah
They like to talk a lot yeah, but we like to mute shit, yeah
Pull up and shoot shit yeah, all on the roof and shit, yeah
Trap out the Ruth’s Chris yeah, bust down your cuban, yeah
Montana, some like Tony Montana
Whole lot of drums and bananas
I don’t fuck with no rappers
I got love for my trappers, yeah
Reachin’ for my chains see I know blood they gon’ wack ’em yeah
New spot like the Falcons
New drop this the fast one
Get some top in the Aston
1.5 in cash, bruh
Young fly nigga, they like, "He so handsome"
I might slide through in that Rolls Royce Phantom
[Chorus: YFN Lucci & Offset]
Uh, young fly nigga I kick big shit, yeah
Plus my wrist lit, hey
Plus my bitch rich, yeah
I’m a big pimp, yeah
I talk big shit, yeah
We got sticks bitch, yeah
We don’t miss shit, yeah uh
Yeah, wrist on frostbite, wedding bands look like headlights
This the boss life, yeah (offset)
My bitch exclusive and she boujee, yeah
Real life no movie, whole lot of groupies, yeah
[Verse 2: Offset]
(Offset)
My whole cup polluted (drank)
Get in that pint and how you can (hun)
We take the phone from the groupies (woo)
I’m drippin’, baby, excuse me (drip)
Whole lot of gang in here (gang)
Northside niggas, no names in here (Nawf)
Pinky ring crystal clear, 40k spent on a private Lear (fyuu)
60k solitaire (60 ball)
I cannot vibe with queers (hun hun)
I got the heart of a bear (huh)
Bustin’ them down by the pair ( bust down)
Patek Philipe, it’s rare (hey)
I’m smashin’, pullin’ her hair (smash)
Trap fashion, look what I wear (trap fashion)
It’s a ghost but do not be scared (hun hun)
It’s a Wraith with stars in the ceiling, yeah (stars)
They go ape on them bars catch a body, yeah
Let my dick fill in her mouth like it’s a cavity, yeah
Sippin’ on codeine, floatin’ with no gravity yeah
[Chorus: YFN Lucci & Offset]
Uh, young fly nigga I kick big shit, yeah
Plus my wrist lit, hey
Plus my bitch rich, yeah
I’m a big pimp, yeah
I talk big shit, yeah
We got sticks bitch, yeah
We don’t miss shit, yeah uh
Yeah, wrist on frostbite, wedding bands look like headlights
This the boss life, yeah
My bitch exclusive and she boujee, yeah
Real life no movie, whole lot of groupies, yeah

Dave East – The Hated (feat. Nas) (Short Film)

We gotta get it
They hated Esco
They hated Escobar
I’m still here
Dave East talk that talk
Streets need that
NYC, L.A., Chicago, Detroit, the whole world
Lets get it
I had a basic plan, get out the projects and never look back
Could still smell the aroma from when my uncle would cook crack
One conversation between homies, better yet brothers
That used to spend the night with each other
They moms was best friends
One name was Anthony, the hood called ’em Ant Live
Kept his pistol on ’em, so he bought a bigger pant size
He got a little colder the moment he watched his man die
That was ten years ago
Baby-face, wishing that his beard would grow
Now he throw a set up anywhere he go
He just a product of his environment
Told me he’d rather die than ever go to Rikers again
Did a bid, his celly was blood, he studied five percent
Came home, like let niggas see me, I’ll never ride with tint
Cory was his right-hand man, his mother up North
She was busting checks with the wrong nigga
He popped Xannys and he just want him some strong liquor
Lose the attitude, he miserable
For years he tried to get a lick or two
Moms begging he finish school, but non-sense he get into
Ant’ met Cory when they was kids with innocence
Ant’ hated his dad around ’cause that nigga was militant
Cory found a hoe to pass, some cash, they could triple it
Double it, stack it up, Cory ain’t never want to spend
Ant’ was blowing money fast, big Meeching when he shopped
Flashy nigga, body wrapped in diamonds, necklace, and the watch
They hated Jesus, hated Malcolm, hated Martin
(They gon’ hate) Eight niggas living in a two-bedroom apartment
No lights up in the crib, I guess I came up out the darkness
Mood change when I spark it, new Range, now I park it
They hated Jesus, hated Malcolm, hated Martin
(They gon’ hate) Eight niggas living in a two-bedroom apartment
No lights up in the crib, I guess I came up out the darkness
Mood change when I spark it, new Range, now I park it
Ant’ and Cory set up a trap, fiends in and out of that
No mask, stocking cap, they robbed him, but he got it back
Six in the morning with baggies on him was a way of life
Streets will teach you quick, ain’t nothing free, pay the price
Eviction notice in the kitchen, your bitch will stay the night
Cory had the sour with him, Ant’ fuck with ‘yola
Got kicked out his moms crib, she found a couple boulders
Locked up with killers up North, he rubbed a couple shoulders
Cory told Ant’ on the V I the block was changing
Ant’ told Cory be grateful, freedoms’ amazing
Three and half light bid, Ant’ stayed in drama
He was light skinned, outside before you niggas was typing
No MySpace
Cory and Ant’ had butter rockin’
The other younger niggas from the block, just loved to watch him
Couple haters, but nothing major, they knew the streets
Niggas caught Cory, made him take off that new Philippe
Cory took it on the chin, he wasn’t new to beef
Killers kill you for talking, all you gotta do is speak
Thats a man down, Ant’ told Cory have the fam ’round
And keep on shitting on niggas until your pants brown
They hustle low, so much evidence that can’t found
Cory got nervous whenever they spun that Van ’round
They snatched him and he talked about the way he got it
Broke the code, that was snitchin’, it ain’t no way around it
They hated Jesus, hated Malcolm, hated Martin
(They gon’ hate) Eight niggas living in a two-bedroom apartment
No lights up in the crib, I guess I came up out the darkness
Mood change when I spark it, new Range, now I park it
They hated Jesus, hated Malcolm, hated Martin
(They gon’ hate) Eight niggas living in a two-bedroom apartment
No lights up in the crib, I guess I came up out the darkness
Mood change when I spark it, new Range, now I park it
Ayo’ East
It’s your man, Nas Esco’
Keep doin’ what you do
Peace be on to you my young brother
Young king