Everyone’s laughing at Matt De Goldi, but that’s the point

The more they laugh at him, the happier he is. Everyone is ready to laugh. (ABC: Kellie Hollingworth)
As well as working for circuses Mr De Goldi spent almost two decades at Dreamworld on the Gold Coast, where he was the mascot clown.He has also performed at birthday parties, shopping centres and agricultural shows.Mr De Goldi said clowns were viewed as optional extras in many of these places, but not at the circus.”The appreciation of what I do is so much better here. Matt De Goldi doesn’t mind in the least when children point their fingers at him and burst out laughing.And he doesn’t care if people think he’s an idiot. I think he’ll do something more serious.”

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Lucy clowns around with Matt De Goldi at the circus. Photo:
It takes Matt De Goldi an hour to apply his face paint and transform into Goldie the Clown. “I’ve got no ability to be anything other than an idiot, so I bought myself a costume and started clowning,” Mr De Goldi said. (ABC: Kellie Hollingworth)
And while it’s hard for outsiders to comprehend the nomadic lifestyle that circus performers lead, Mr De Goldi said some aspects were not that different.His mobile home has a bath, queen-sized bed and kitchen. The circus even has its own school.”You get used to it very quickly because we set it up the same in every town, so the caravans are in the same place, the tent is in the middle, so it’s just like a little town that moves,” Mr De Goldi said.The children who travel with the circus also have the opportunity to get involved.Mr De Goldi’s daughter Lucy, eight, loves clowning around, but five-year-old son Billy isn’t so keen to follow in his father’s footsteps.”I bought him a set of clown shoes for Christmas and he hasn’t worn them. (Supplied: Matt De Goldi) He used to cut my head off and gave me a dollar per show,” Mr De Goldi said.Mr De Goldi’s sister went on to become a trapeze artist, but it was clowning that seemed to be a better fit for the father-of-two.Mr De Goldi never intended be a clown his entire working life, assuming he’d get a real job at some point, but he has been doing it for 26 years. Photo:
Matt De Goldi and his eight-year-old daughter Lucy spend time relaxing in their mobile home. When I come out I’ve already won them over, I’ve just got to be good,” he said.Retirement isn’t something Mr De Goldi is thinking about yet, especially when the job is so enjoyable.”Making people laugh is great, bad days are rare,” he said.While more athletic circus performers have a limited career, he said it was quite possible that he could be assisted onto stage and still be performing in his 80s and 90s.Life on the roadMr De Goldi’s partner and two children also travel with the circus. Mr De Goldi is one of a dying breed of circus performers whose work attire is a wig, face paint, a big red nose and oversized shoes.Better known as Goldie the Clown, the 41-year-old travels around Australia for 11 months of the year with Hudsons Circus making people laugh.Life on the road is not a new concept for Mr De Goldi.When he was 12, his parents announced they were leaving the small central Victorian town of Carisbrook to join the circus, where they began as cooks for the circus crew.Shopping centres and agricultural showsLater, his mother became the sound technician and his father helped with ticketing.Mr De Goldi’s first moments in the spotlight were with Silvers Circus Ringmaster Tommy Hanlon Jr.”He used to pick me out of the audience to be his stooge.
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Never a dull moment: Matt De Goldi has been performing as a clown for 26 years.

Record-breaking motorcycle returning home to Australia

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'Exceptionally rare' vintage motorcycle collection set for Adelaide auction

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Luke Wong

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February 03, 2018 10:20:52

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Jack Ehret owned the Vincent Black Lightning for almost 50 years. (Supplied: John Ehret)
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Jack Ehret beat the previous land-speed record of 139.81mph (225kph) set by Les Warton. (Supplied: John Ehret)
After the record-breaking ride, Ehret continued to race the bike for many years and won several titles.”One thing about him, for all his faults and things like that, he could ride a bike,” John said.In 1999, two years before his death, Ehret sold the motorcycle to an Australian buyer who occasionally toured it around the rally circuit. After exchanging hands, the bike was sent to France in 2014 and mechanically restored but retained its original factory paintwork and years of patina.”When it was in dad’s hands he very much had the philosophy to not play with it too much because it was a great bike as is,” John said.Another Australian connection to the story is Melbourne mechanical engineer Phil Irving who played a major role in the design of the motorcycle. (Supplied: John Ehret)
Riding into land speed historyIn 1952 Jack Ehret began his quest to break the Australian land speed record held by rival rider Les Warton.After a year of preparations, technical challenges and a battle to obtain permission from local authorities to stage the event, on January 19, 1953, he succeeded.Ehret averaged a speed of 141.5 miles per hour (227.7kph) over two runs on a quarter-mile stretch of road at Gunnedah in north-eastern New South Wales. (Supplied: John Ehret)
Ehret had worked during and after WWII as a fitter and turner at the Garden Island naval base in Sydney, making around £7 a week in wages.However it was his off-duty activities that earned him the funds to afford the Vincent Black Lightning, which cost £500 — a significant amount of money in those days.”He was also racing speedway at the Sydney Showgrounds on a Saturday night making £28 and then fronting up for road racing on a Sunday and making about another £35,” his son said.”He was making about 10 weeks’ wages racing motorcycles.”

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Ehret averaged a speed of 141.5mph (227kph) over two runs on a quarter-mile stretch of road. (Supplied: John Ehret)
Breaking auction recordsBen Walker of Bonhams auction house said the motorcycle attracted such a high price due its rarity, with only 19 remaining in existence.”Most of them are not going to be seen or come out onto the open market,” Mr Walker told ABC Radio Sydney. The most valuable motorcycle ever sold at auction will soon return home to Australia where it set a national land speed record 65 years ago.The British-manufactured 1951 Vincent Black Lightning became part of Australian motoring history after Mascot-born speedster Jack Ehret rode it into the record books in 1953.Forty years later his son, former sidecar racer John Ehret, was the last person to ride the motorcycle in competition.”It was an incredible experience to ride it,” he said.”When you open the throttle on that, it just pulls out of the corners, it’s quite effortless and it just flies down the straight.”The 1,000cc motorcycle was bought at auction last week by an undisclosed Australian businessman for $US929,000 ($1.16 million) in Las Vegas.”I think it’s a very important moment given its historical significance,” Mr Ehret said of the bike’s purchase and imminent return Down Under.”I’m very happy it’s returning to Australia.”

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Jack Ehret with his Vincent Black Lightning at the Castlereagh airstrip speed trails in 1952. “But then it’s the history of this bike and the fact that Ehret got the Australian land speed record and that it had this continuous ownership.”While it is unknown what the buyer will do with the bike, Mr Walker hesitated to say if it was legally rideable on Australian roads.”It’s not just a trailer queen, it’s not so shiny that you’ve got to wear sunglasses to look at it,” he said.”Hopefully the mystery buyer will take it out, put it on display, show it off to the public again; I think that would be really fantastic.”

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The Vincent Black Lightning fetched $US929,000 at auction in Las Vegas. (Supplied: Bonhams) Photo:
Ehret’s motorcycle encountered technical difficulties during the record attempt.

The teenager turning trash into avant-garde garments

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Young designer Storm Delaney has crafted an outfit almost entirely out of recycled materials.
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“With this outfit, I was just trying to say it’s not good. Another message the teenager wanted to incorporate into this particular piece was about safety on the roads. (ABC Radio Darwin: Jesse Thompson)
His latest invention was a coop for his chickens.”He went through and took all of the ring pulls off, every single one, out of the house he built for the chickens, and put them in a big bag and sent them to me,” she said.One thousand ring pulls went into the bolero, and a further 20 into a choker necklace that accompanies the grunge outfit.The teenager said she spent months pulling it together between other commitments.Fence links hold the bolero together, and bring the total cost of materials for the outfit to just a few dollars.”A lot of people say it’s unique and they haven’t seen it before,” she said. (ABC Radio Darwin: Jesse Thompson)
Her dad’s empty cans were given new life as a crop top and skirt.”I cut off the top of the can and the bottom of the can to make a cylinder, and I cut it straight down the middle and I flattened it out with a spoon and spray-painted it.”Hopes to change fashion industry for betterStorm said the experimental designs were something that came naturally to her during long periods of drawing and thinking.She hoped to continue making clothes to protest the low-quality, easily produced garments of fast fashion — a trend that offers cheap clothes but costly consequences for the environment. He builds stuff out of the cans himself,” Storm told ABC Radio Darwin’s Liz Trevaskis. Photo:
Storm Delaney is now designing an elaborate get-up incorporating electronic waste. Photo:
The bolero is made from about 1,000 can ringpulls and is held together with fence links. “There are a lot of deaths on the roads because of drink-driving, and I was looking into the theme about problems with, like, people and alcoholics and especially people that drink when they’re under age,” she said. “I was also looking at how we can recycle, and everything we’ve used we can make something beautiful out of it. Storm Delaney’s magnum opus sounds like beads in a rainmaker when it moves.The 16-year-old designer’s outfit, made almost entirely from recycled materials, would not be out of place on an avant-garde runway. “The vest and sleeves are joined together, all made out of the tops of cans,” she said of the bolero she designed from scratch.About to start Year 11 in Darwin, Storm has been meshing her left-field, experimental designs with social commentary on the environment; her 2016 entry to the NTeen Fashion Festival competition represented deforestation.Last year’s entry, which placed second, looks like a shimmering silver and black leather outfit from afar.Thousands of ring pulls, flattened cans in experimental workA born-and-bred nature lover who can often be found picking up other people’s litter, Storm has found in fashion a vessel for her environmental leanings.Most of the materials for her latest outfit may have otherwise ended up in landfill.”My uncle in Queensland, he collects all the cans he drinks and he’s done it for years. It doesn’t have to be thrown away.”The outfit is hanging in a cupboard until Storm finds a reason to put it to use.”Dad says when I’m 18 I can wear it to that beer can boat regatta.” Photo:
The skirt and crop top that complete the outfit are made of flattened, spray-painted aluminium cans.
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Why are the Silver Surfers so much fun? Blame it on the boogie

In fact they prefer a ‘party wave’, where as many boogie boarders as possible jump on the same wave and surf in unison. (ABC South West Victoria: Emily Bissland)
Dr Page’s friend and loyal boogie-boarder, Mrs Parker, has her own theory about the magical medical benefits of daily ocean surfing.”Sometimes as you’re getting in the water, you can see a whole group of people all smiling,” she said.Good for the soul”We solve all the problems of the world in there sometimes. If you are trying to catch a wave at the often-chilly McGennan’s beach in Warrnambool, south-west Victoria, beware of the Silver Surfers.Instead of battling territorial surfers at peak fitness, you’ll be dodging a mob of 18 or so grinning retirees.And they’ll holler as you skim past. (ABC South West Victoria: Emily Bissland)
Mr Harrop spent his whole life unable to swim, but learned after retirement and subsequently took up boogie-boarding.He has since moved to Newcastle where he continues to ride the waves, though now in warmer waters.For others who may be thinking about learning, there’s a very welcoming atmosphere at this corner of the Southern Ocean.Unlike many stand-up surfers, this group doesn’t show any of the usual sense of ownership over a wave. I’ve been to the beach more times in the past three years than I have in 45 years in Warrnambool,” he said.”When I first came down here, lo and behold, the majority of the group were my former patients.”While he’s mostly in it for the fun, Dr Page can also see the medical benefits for body and soul.”It’s great exercise, walking out against the waves, but I’m just happy in waist-deep water and getting long waves, looking along the wave and seeing everyone smiling,” he said. Together they met a group of retirees who would ride the waves most mornings in summer.”We’ve been doing it ever since, it’s addictive,” she said.Retired doctor prescribes a regular boogieRetired GP Michael Page only discovered the joys of boogie boarding three years ago, but he is now one of the most dedicated members of the group.”I had a boogie board but never used it. Photo:
Retired GP Michael Page catches one to the beach. So I left it sitting there for a while,” she said.Eventually, Mrs Parker picked up the unfamiliar object and ventured into the ocean with her friend. Photo:
Alison Parker, far right, and her retired Warrnambool friends during an early morning boogie boarding session. It keeps us mobile and it keeps us happy.”I’m sure there’s something in the water for our bodies and for our souls.”The group is large and its members operate using a texting system to rouse everyone out of bed when the surf is good.”Sometimes the text will say ‘Doctor’s Appointment at the beach at 9 o’clock’,” Mrs Parker said.”I’d say for 31 days of January we would have been here 26 days,” said Dr Page.Their season runs from October to May, but the summer months are the busiest, when the group can swell to about 18 members on the weekends.It is not too late to learnThe oldest of the group is Max Harrop, who is still boogie-boarding at 87. Photo:
Alison Parker enjoys the magical elixir of the ocean; the exercise, smiling faces, conversation and the lift to the spirit. She only discovered boogie-boarding in her 60s thanks to a curious gift from her son one Christmas.”Eleven years ago, my son gave me a bodyboard and I didn’t know what it was. It’s a tradition.The Silver Surfers are a group of retired friends, who for a decade have chosen to take their daily exercise in the frigid Southern Ocean, atop a boogie board.Alison Parker is 73 and along with her friend Michael Page is one of the regulars.”My daughter-in-law calls us the Silver Surfers,” Mrs Parker said.They are also known as the Granny Grommets, a term coined by the grand-daughter of another group member. (ABC South West Victoria: Emily Bissland)
Mrs Parker never learned to surf as a girl, but wishes she had.
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XXXTENTACION – Shining Like The Northstar

[Verse 1]
Treat that pussy just like ping, pong
Back and forth just like I’m King, Kong
At your city nigga ding, dong
At your phone just like a, mm, uh
At your front door like Jehovah’s Witness
I’m too kind so I’ma spare the witness
[?]
Dreads is real as fuck they not extensions
Count up my feta, yuh
[?] my cheddar, yuh
Like Finding Nemo I hope you go belly up
Never mind, kill ’em with kindness
Call me your highness, heard you [?]
[?]
I got machine gun like [?], hm
Bitch I am [?] like The Walking Dead, uh
Dude fuck a rally, you walk in there, hm

[Chorus]
Audemar huh, on God huh
Take it off huh, get in a car huh
Shorty ride dick like a pornstar, huh
I’m a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain’t cheap
Waka waka eh, eh, eh hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight B? Audemar huh, on God huh
Take it off huh, get in a car huh
Shorty ride dick like a pornstar, huh
I’m a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain’t cheap
Waka waka eh, eh, eh hypebeast
What a nigga say? [Intro]
Yuh
Oh my god, Ronny! Audemar huh, on God huh
Take it off huh, get in a car huh
Shorty ride dick like a pornstar, huh
I’m a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain’t cheap
Waka waka eh, eh, eh hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight B? [Chorus]
Audemar huh, on God huh
Take it off huh, get in a car huh
Shorty ride dick like a pornstar, huh
I’m a soul eater like Black Star, huh
And she let me beat, feel it in her feet
Diamonds in my teeth, talk ain’t cheap
Waka waka eh, eh, eh hypebeast
What a nigga say? Hey, wanna fight B? Hey, wanna fight B?

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Somebody (feat. Don Q)

What you really want? Look, I know you been needing somebody
Nobody really got me like I got me
Just tell me what you really want from me
It’s no problem, I’ma go see if I got it
Just tell me what you really want from me
What you really want? [Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I know you been needing somebody
Nobody really got me like I got me
Just tell me what you really want from me
It’s no problem, I’ma go see if I got it
If I got it, then you got it it’s no problem
Hoes plotting, thinking that we don’t know ’bout ’em
I wonder what the fuck they want from me
I know that you been needing somebody [Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Look, I know you been needing somebody
Nobody really got me like I got me
Just tell me what you really want from me
It’s no problem, I’ma go see if I got it
If I got it, then you got it it’s no problem
Hoes plotting, thinking that we don’t know ’bout ’em
I wonder what the fuck they want from me
I know that you been needing somebody
[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I know your head sloppy
You really do it like you care about me
Avianne got me feeling like I’m playing hockey
Rap money got me pulling up in big bodies
Big bodies little niggas don’t know shit about me
Call me Artie I love to party, shooters beside me
Left the Rari’ inside the parking lot oh I’m sorry
Ended up with a Spanish mami calling me papi
Acting cocky when she really don’t know shit about me
Though they wonder why I always got my clique by me
Don’t touch me, you’ll be lucky if you sit by me
They don’t get it ’til they really see their bitch by me
Got a trophy on my arm, I keep my wrist icy
If you want it, nigga, then you gotta get by me
Always wanted a Patek, now I can like three
If you think it’s too late, then it just might be
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Look, I know you been needing somebody
Nobody really got me like I got me
Just tell me what you really want from me
It’s no problem, I’ma go see if I got it
If I got it, then you got it it’s no problem
Hoes plotting, thinking that we don’t know ’bout ’em
I wonder what the fuck they want from me
I know that you been needing somebody
[Verse 2: Don Q]
We can get it popping for the night though
You know my style, red bottoms, only the spikes though
Yeah, it’s always a light show whenever the ice glow
Couple more shots, ain’t no tellin’ where we might go
Take it to Marriot or, we can take it to the trap
Spittin’ on my mic, shoulda put her on the track
Fuck around and have you butt naked on my Snap
With your legs on the air, got you shakin’ on your back like
Wait, I think she catchin’ a seizure
All my old hoes tell me I’m catchin’ amnesia
A different kind of beast, I’m not a regular creature
Drop two-seater beamer, cranberry its features
[Bridge: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
What they really want from the nigga? What the fuck they really want from a nigga? [Intro: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I know you been needing somebody
Mustard on the beat, ho!

Tee Grizzley – Colors

Tell ’em do something
Got three Tennis chains, and like two Presi’s
Three choppas, four Glocks, this shit too heavy
[Verse 2]
Key to the pad , key to the Rolls, key to the bag
I got the key to the streets, don’t get a key put on your ass
When I do that, you know them niggas gon’ knock you in half
Heavy cash load, got my back broke
Bitches on the East, and on the West Coast
Sent me pics and videos, you can’t get my passcode
Ten up in the motor, got the hood broke
Bitch, don’t get yo’ head painted, you gon’ look like Lil Boat (painted red)
Riding through Atlanta with my nigga Lil Boat (Lil Boat)
Niggas trailing us and you know what they good for
Bout to fly to Cali and look for that good dope
If you ’bout that life, then what you looking shook for? Told my lil bro, I had to chase M’s
Fourty on me, all big face bills
In the back of the Mulsanne, letting the space build
If the police flip me with this Glock, I’ma face ten
I ain’t supposed to be the shooter
I’m on top, but I still let it spray like it’s 4 days into July
I’ve been running red light in my city, I know it’s hot
I’d rather take the ticket, niggas want my top
It’s so many opp’s

[Outro]
I know some crips, know some treetops
Name good, I ain’t never sold no re-rock
All these colors in my chain like a peacock
I let that .40 slang ’till it decock
Know some BD’s, I know some gangsta’s
Get outta line and they a spank ya
Know some Pirus, know some head-bangers
Know some sex, money, murder niggas that’ll paint ya Jump off the plane with a couple of M’s in the bag
If anybody play with me, it’s numbers on their head
We ain’t gon’ talk about it though, that’s the end of that
[Verse 1 ]
Trapping, I’m still into that
Address, I can send you that
So if my label drop me, I can still look like I rap
Know a couple of niggas living like they got platinum plaques (Aha)
All they doing is catching bags, sending out and sitting back (aha)
Rolls Presi’ on my wrist, I can afford that
Back in the day, I couldn’t even look toward that
When I was broke, I couldn’t even look toward the bitch
Now she suck my dick and don’t say shit when I record the bitch (catch that)
Been on the indictment list, tryna see the Forbes list
Went from playing with joysticks to out in traffic blowing sticks (Graa)
When your fans gets your name tatted, then you know you lit
Stank from my cologne, I’ma fuck her if she snort the drip (aha)
Promise my brother I’ma stack and get this paper right
But I’m spendin’ 60k a month just on everyday life
When you that bag, everybody wanna whirl it
Problems they got, they gon’ call you like you caused ’em
Fall up in the club, I can rain ’till it’s morning
Start in every game ’cause at practice, I’ve been balling (swish)
Heard a couple niggas wanna put me on my shit (what)
Tell ’em pull up with them sticks and let ’em hit, you better not miss, bitch

[Bridge]
I know some crips, know some treetops
Name good, I ain’t never sold no re-rock
All these colors in my chain like a peacock
I let that .40 slang ’till it de-cock
Ridin’ through my old hood, with some new money
Blue money, they that mad? [Intro]
Raf Simmons cost me five slips
Dat Goyard bag another fire strip
You in Detroit and see a Wraith, nigga that’s my shit
Would of pushed Rico’s shit back, I am not Mitch
Helluva made this beat, baby
Gettin’ money, why these niggas gettin’ mad?

Liam Payne & Rita Ora – For You (From “Fifty Shades Freed”) (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

[Verse 1: Rita Ora]
In your eyes, I’m alive
Inside you’re beautiful
Something so unusual in your eyes
I know I’m home (yeah)
Every tear, every fear
Gone with the thought of you
Changing what I thought I knew
I’ll be yours for a thousand lives
[Pre-Chorus: Rita Ora]
I’m free as a bird when I’m flying in your cage
I’m diving in deep and I’m riding with no brakes
And I’m bleeding your love, when you’re swimming in my veins
You’ve got me now
[Chorus: Rita Ora]
Been waiting for a lifetime for ya
Been breaking for a lifetime for ya
Wasn’t lookin’ for love till I found you (oh na-na, yea)
For love, ’til I found you (oh)
[Verse 2: Liam Payne]
Skin to skin
Breathe me in
Feel with your kiss on me
Lips are made of ecstasy
I’ll be yours for a thousand lives (for a thousand lives)

[Pre-Chorus: Liam Payne & Rita Ora]
I’m free as a bird when I’m flying in your cage (so lost)
I’m diving in deep and I’m riding with no brakes (no no)
And I’m bleeding your love, when you’re swimming in my veins
You’ve got me now (now now)
[Chorus: Rita Ora]
Been waiting for a lifetime for ya
Been breaking for a lifetime for ya
Wasn’t lookin’ for love ’til I found you (oh na-na, yea)
For love, ’til I found you (oh)
Been waiting for a lifetime for ya
Been breaking for a lifetime for ya
Wasn’t lookin’ for love till I found you (oh na-na, yea)
For love, ’til I found you (oh)
[Pre-Chorus: Rita Ora]
I’m free as a bird when I’m flying in your cage
I’m diving in deep and I’m riding with no brakes
I’m bleeding your love, when you’re swimming in my veins
You’ve got me now
[Chorus: Liam Payne & Rita Ora & Both]
Been waiting for a lifetime for ya
Been breaking for a lifetime for ya
Wasn’t looking for love ’til I found you (Ooh na-na, yea)
For love, ’til I found you (oh)
Been waiting for a lifetime for ya (oh yeah)
Been breaking for a lifetime for ya
Wasn’t looking for love ’til I found you
(Ooh na-na, yea)
For love, ’til I found you (oh)

[Outro: Liam Payne & Rita Ora]
Wasn’t lookin’ for love ’til I found you (Ooh na-na, yea)
For love ’til I found you (oh)

Kendrick Lamar & The Weekend – Pray For Me

Save my soul for me? ‘Cause I’m alone, you see
If I’m gon’ die for you
If I’m gon’ kill for you
Then I’ll spill this blood for you, hey
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
I fight the world, I fight you, I fight myself
I fight God, just tell me how many burdens left
I fight pain and hurricanes, today I wept
I’m tryna fight back tears, flood on my doorsteps
Life a livin’ hell, puddles of blood in the streets
Shooters on top of the building, government aiding relief
Earthquake, the body drop, the ground breaks
The poor one with smoke lungs and Scarface
Who need a hero? ‘Cause I’m alone, you see
If I’m gon’ die for you
If I’m gon’ kill for you
Then I’ll spill this blood for you, hey
[Bridge: The Weeknd]
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Who gon’ pray for me? (hero)
You need a hero, look in the mirror, there go your hero
Who on the front lines at Ground Zero? [Intro]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
I’m always ready for a war again
Go down that road again
It’s all the same
I’m always ready to take a life again
You know I’ll ride again
It’s all the same (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Tell me who’s gon’ save me from myself
When this life is all I know
Tell me who’s gon’ save me from this hell
Without you, I’m all alone
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Who gon’ pray for me? (hero)
My heart don’t skip a beat, even when hard times bumps the needle
Mass destruction and mass corruption
Their souls are sufferin’ men
Clutchin’ on deaf ears again, rapture is comin’
It’s all prophecy and if I gotta be sacrificed for the greater good, then that’s what it gotta be

[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Who gon’ pray for me? ‘Cause I’m alone, you see
If I’m gon’ die for you
If I’m gon’ kill for you
Then I’ll spill this blood for you, hey
[Outro: Kendrick Lamar & The Weeknd]
Just in case my faith go
I live by my own, no
I live by my own, no
I live by my own
Just in case my faith go
I live by my own, no
I live by my own, no
I live by my own Take my pain for me? Save my soul for me? Take my pain for me? Take my pain for me? Save my soul for me?

Brantley Gilbert – The Ones That Like Me

[Verse 1]
Oh yeah
Ain’t gonna lie, I can count on both hands
My down to ride ’til the day I die friends
To get them, I’d like to think
That I’m few and far between
Guys like me, you want in an alley with ya
Up a creek, ain’t a doubt I’m gonna paddle with ya
Go to bat, go to church, go to battle with ya
They can say what they want about me, but
[Chorus]
The ones that need me got me
The ones that doubt me can’t stop me
Even the ones that said, “Forget him.”
You can bet they ain’t forgot me
Either wanna hit me or hold me
Those that hate me don’t know me
And the ones that don’t trust anybody trust me
Yeah, the ones that like me love me
[Verse 2]
Speak my mind, don’t mind who’s listenin’
I’ll ask forgiveness, ‘fore I ask permission
Least with me you know what you’re gettin’
You may not get a thing about me, but

[Chorus]
The ones that need me got me
The ones that doubt me can’t stop me
Even the ones that said, “Forget him.”
You can bet they ain’t forgot me
Either wanna hit me or hold me
Those that hate me don’t know me
And the ones that don’t trust anybody trust me
Yeah, the ones that like me love me
[Bridge]
Yeah, they love me
And I ain’t perfect, I’m a simple man
I got a sinner’s mind, but I can fold my hands
I ain’t afraid to pray and I do know who I am, yeah
[Chorus]
And the ones that need me got me
Ones that doubt me can’t stop me
Even the ones that said, “Forget him.”
Bet your ass they ain’t forgot me
Either wanna hit me or hold me
Those that hate me don’t know me
And the ones that don’t trust anybody trust me
Yeah, the ones that like me love me

[Outro]
The ones that like me love me
And if you don’t
Probably a pretty good chance I don’t like you either

Charlie Puth – If You Leave Me Now (feat. Boyz II Men) (Studio Session)

[Verse 1: Charlie Puth]
No, this is not goodbye
I swear that I’m gonna change
No, baby, please don’t cry
It doesn’t have to end this way
[Pre-Chorus: Charlie Puth]
‘Cause when I think of all the nights I’ll be alone
I get terrified
Please don’t say goodbye
[Chorus: Charlie Puth]
‘Cause girl, if you leave me now
If you give it up and just walk right out
You will take the biggest part of me
And all the things that I believe
Baby, if you leave me now (yeah)
[Verse 2: Boyz II Men]
When did we lose our way? My whole world was unravelling
And girls driving me insane
There’s no road for the travelling
[Pre-Chorus: Charlie Puth & Boyz II Men]
When I think about all of the nights you’re gone
(Nights you’re gone, oh)
I get terrified (I get terrified)
Please don’t say goodbye (Bye)

[Chorus: Charlie Puth & Boyz II Men]
‘Cause girl, if you leave me now
If you give it up and just walk right out (oh)
You will take the biggest part of me
And all the things that I believe
Baby, if you leave me now
Oh, baby, if you leave me now
[Bridge: Charlie Puth]
Oh, I can promise if we parted (parted)
And if you left me brokenhearted
Every single night, I’ll think about you with someone else
Baby, if you leave me
[Chorus: Charlie Puth & Boyz II Men]
Baby, if you leave me now
If you give it up and just walk right out (oh)
You will take the biggest part of me
And all the things that I believe
Baby if you leave me now
Oh girl, if you leave me now
If you give it up and just walk right out (oh)
You will take the biggest part of me
And all the things that I believe
Baby, if you leave me now
Oh, baby, if you leave me now

Diplo – Get It Right (Remix) (feat. Mø & Goldlink)

[MØ:]
I am walking down that road
Where did all the flowers go? They say we’re supposed to grow
Learning from the highs and low
All eyes lying on me, oh
Begging me to play the role
‘Cause I’m gonna get it right, I’m gonna get it right
They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right
When the sky is filled with smoke and fire
I’m gonna get it right
All I want is something better in the purple light
They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right
[Goldlink:]
Switch the lanes, folk though feel the lays
Undercover sweater Balmain, boo cease it
Some of feelin’ when I’m feelin’ rappin’ like a Weezer
Love forgive me he know prayin’ when he hit the fan, Jesus
Can’t go, Janet ride the pool, I feel it
Almost in my goal but I still hit lose, swimming
Losers up, ain’t nobody reaching you, baby
Ain’t nobody stepping you, baby
[MØ:]
You try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right
When the sky is filled with smoke and fire
I’m gonna get it right
All I want is something better in the purple light
They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna get it right

Slushii – There X2 (feat. Marshmello) (Lyric Video)

I still miss you, baby, after all this time
But if I wait here, will you be there, times two? I still miss you, baby, after all this time
But if I wait here, will you be there, times two? [Chorus]
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
(Will you be there, times two?)
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
Will you be there, times two? [Drop 2]
Whoa whoa oh, whoa whoa oh
Whoa whoa oh oh oh oh oh
Whoa whoa oh, whoa whoa oh
Whoa whoa oh oh oh oh oh
And I hope you know
That I can’t do this on my own
And, baby, I know I was wrong
But I’ll be there, times two
[Outro]
And I hope you know
That I can’t do this on my own
And, baby, I know I was wrong
But I’ll be there, times two
And I hope you know
That I can’t do this on my own
And, baby, I know I was wrong
But I’ll be there, times two [Verse]
I still miss you, baby, after all this time
But if I wait here, will you be there, times two? [Drop 1]
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you after all this time
[Verse]
I still miss you, baby, after all this time
But if I wait here, will you be there, times two? [Chorus]
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
(Will you be there, times two?)
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
I still miss you, I still miss you
Will you be there, times two?

Lud Foe – Big Tymerz

[Verse: Lud Foe]
Your bitch is a gunner
Ride foreigns in the summer
Pop pills, smoke weed
I’m the plug with the drugs, I got what you need
Big rims on Tuxs
Ran off on the plug, yeah he outta luck
A dose, shut the lights
I done dodged fast cars yeah I’m runnin’ lights
Highspeed, Hellcat
Hell nah, hella nah ain’t no catchin’ that
Fuck your bitch from the back
Hell naw, I ain’t want her you can have her back
Forgiatos mounted up
Check a big bag of money then I count it up
Homicides, zip ’em up
He ain’t breathin’ tell the coroners go and pick ’em up
Pull up, slide doors
Blue strips, open doors
Designer drugs, designer clothes
Designer hoes, designer coats
New whips, pigeon toe
New ice, rose gold
New price, show sold
Bankrolls don’t fold
Rocks, blows, we sell doughs
[?] so strong make a junkie itch blow
Water whippin’, I broke the stove
Now I got dope residue all on my clothes
Red bottoms, Gucci shoes we rock Louis too
You a killer, April Fools
Nigga get this shit confused you gon’ make the news
Dealerships, foreign whips
Cash out, poker chips
Thick bitch, [?]
Yellow tape, red tape and white chalk
These niggas all talk
Hit the mall [?]
These niggas throw salt
They just made cause they broke, ain’t my fault
Follow the trails, I’m drippin’ sauce
Leg hangin’ out the car cause my doors off
He off lean, he dosed off
He ain’t see me comin’ with that Mossberg sawed off
Poppin’ pills let me [?]
Got a bad bitch and she on Section 8
Pappadeaux and steak
Tipped the waitress a hundred told her bring my plate
Presidential, Obama
Naw not the president I’m talkin’ marijuana
My eyes low off, I’m high off ganja
Dawg changed, I can’t see you call me Stevie Wonder
In the strip club throwin’ ones
I’m standin’ on the bar, showin’ out
These Gucci shoes ain’t comin’ out
Donuts, burnt outs
Nascar, fast car watch the engine ’bout
See a lame point ’em out
My homie tweakin’ off the shit, he’ll knock ’em out
Your time is runnin’ out
We’ll turn a nigga house to a haunted house
I get it by the large amout
I hit my plug for the drugs if I’m runnin’ out

Snow Tha Product & AJ Hernz – For Real

[AJ Hernz]
Yeah I might just pull up on sight, yeah
My purple drink and some sprite, yeah
I’m out of Texas, yeah
But I’m in LA for the night
How bout I book you a flight
Wrack up the miles tonight
I know you working
But you should do more with your time
I might not play in the major leagues
But I’ve been balling in these streets
Running it up in the bills, yeah
I am as cool as Pharrell, yeah
Balling with you like a bell, yeah
I’m feeling more like myself, yeah
I ain’t gonna pass you up
Baby I rock witcha
Running the numbers up
Shooting my shot witcha
Snow Tha Product:
Yeah tell me what’s stopping you, yeah yeah
Nobody blocking you, yeah yeah
We could be balling, yeah yeah
Haters just watching us, yeah yeah

Imma just say how I feel, yeah yeah
Guess it ain’t obvious
You make it hard to be real, yeah yeah
Might be a lot for you
But when we chillin it’s a vibe, yeah
You gotta know are we texting or talking, yeah
Cause when these notifications be poppin in
I just look down at my phone and be smiling, yeah
I might just hit you tonight, yeah
Tell you to get a flight, yeah
I’m tired of texting, yeah
I’m might be spending the night, yeah
Make sure that I’m looking right, yeah
Tonight I got nothing but time, yeah
Cool as my henny on ice, yeah
When you with me it’s a vibe, yeah
[AJ Hernz]
I ain’t gonna pass you up
Baby I rock witcha
Running the numbers up
Shooting my shot witcha
Snow Tha Product:
Yeah tell me what’s stopping you, yeah yeah
Nobody blocking you, yeah yeah
We could be balling, yeah yeah
Haters just watching us, yeah yeah
[AJ Hernz]
Cause you out of my league and that’s foreal
So I ain’t got a choice but to be real
But I be cuddling you tight, yeah
I’ll tell you what I like, yeah
I see you working
But I’ll work you out through the night
I ain’t gonna pass on ya
Baby I rock witcha
I’m shooting my shot witcha
I’m shooting my shot witcha
[AJ Hernz]
I ain’t gonna pass you up
Baby I rock witcha
Running the numbers up
Shooting my shot witcha
Snow Tha Product:
Yeah tell me what’s stopping you, yeah yeah
Nobody blocking you, yeah yeah
We could be balling, yeah yeah
Haters just watching us, yeah yeah