Chuck Strangers – Style Wars (feat. Joey Bada$$)

[Verse 1: Chuck Strangers]
I wanna thank god for this vibe
I’m just layed up high
Thinking fuck a job I’ll rather boss up on somethin’ I believe in
Sonic aesthetically pleasing
Niggas claiming they the best while Rakim still breathin’
Do your Googles nigga I’m in control of things
God and I move together is two
Manifesting a move steady reppin’ the crew
We warriors with the rhymin’
Shouts to Oakland but the warriors from Coney Island
On them rooftops lit one up for 2Pac
Because this is murder rap
Think how quick we grew up low key insane
My best friend she snort cane guess life is like a dice game
Should I risk it with the biscuit that’s when the cops came
The dynamic of my whole block changed
Yo it’s a John Stark
New York mentality
Faded and miseducated 24 years and made it
Now niggas can express they selves
Times I need to be alone
Turn off the MP shut off my phone and just zone
I think of home when I need to be strong
Been rollin’ up no more hittin’ the bong
It’s different phases I’m on when I be writin’ these songs
You can have my heart sing the tales of the light
That the dark run the dark sing painting prosperity
Chopped and new shipment now I got all my equipment
So now I’m plottin’ on some necklaces
Mercedes or the Lexus shit
You can see it in my eyes I got nigga rich endeavours
They gon’ try to hide and make it sound clever
While a metronome tick like a fake Rolex
I wonderin’ who owns next
I just wanna fuck you
Singin’ ass bitch don’t take the curve personal
I’m just tryin’ not to work with you
I’mma be stuntin’ on all the lame niggas who pass me

Young Dolph – Paranoid

[Intro]
Izze The Producer
Yeah, yeah (yup), yeah (yup), yeah (yup)
Yeah (yup), yeah (yup), yeah (yup), yeah (yup)
Yeah (yup), yeah, yeah
Ayy fire that weed up man, ayy
[Chorus]
Money on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
I smoke too much weed, it’s reekin’ out my pores (strong)
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass galore
I just count a hundred K and spent it all ’cause I got bored (fuck it)
Smashin’ from the back, her face on the headboard
She graduated with masters but I treat her like a whore (it’s Dolph)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope boys (for real)
The feds in the hood, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)
[Verse 1]
The feds in the hood (whoa)
And I heard they taking pictures, let me knock on wood (shit)
I hope those folks don’t come and get us
Talkin’ ass bitch (shut up)
I cut her off, didn’t need no scissors (nah)
Nah I don’t like that nigga (fuck ’em)
So I fucked his sister (yeah yeah)
I’m tripple blessed, so today I’m rockin’ a jesus piece (yeah yeah)
Pull out my garage in some shit you drive on Need for Speed (yeah yeah)
I gave her a job at my traphouse sackin’ up P’s (trap)
Fur across my back, Balenciagas on my feet (swag)
Go and get a sack young nigga, and be all you can be (uh-huh)
I spent two hundred stacks on a coupe with two seats (uh-huh)
I used to go to sleep hungry, didn’t have shit to eat (remember that?)
Now I gotta smoke a blunt of weed just to eat
[Chorus]
Money on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
I smoke too much weed, it’s reekin’ out my pores (strong)
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass galore
I just count a hundred K and spent it all ’cause I got bored (fuck it)
Smashin’ from the back, her face on the headboard
She graduated with masters but I treat her like a whore (it’s Dolph)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope boys (for real)
The feds in the hood, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)
[Verse 2]
Patek Philippe with residue on it (uh, yeah, yeah)
These diamonds they hit every time I move, don’t it, uh, uh
You can’t eat with me if you ain’t hungry (nah)
I keep some shit up my sleeve and it always got something to do with money (know that)
I’m throwin’ money on Monday (yup)
I got the bitch off the runway (yup)
Boy you know I’m about gunplay (yup)
Then go pay my tithes on Sunday (thank you God)
I might stop pimpin’ one day (yeah)
I might stop sippin’ one day (damn)
I got so high I’m goin’ the wrong way on the fuckin’ one way
The way I put this shit on me, they be like how do he do it? (hah)
Don’t you bring that bitch ’round me my nigga, ’cause you might lose her (yeah)
She told me that she wanna smoke a blunt and fuck to my music (yeah)
Then she gave me head and told me I should go make a movie, ah
[Chorus]
Money on the floor (floor), chopper by the door (whoa)
I smoke too much weed, it’s reekin’ out my pores (strong)
Lil bitty waist (woo), but she got ass galore
I just count a hundred K and spent it all ’cause I got bored (fuck it)
Smashin’ from the back, her face on the headboard
She graduated with masters but I treat her like a whore (it’s Dolph)
Sold a lot of dope, I do it for the dope boys (for real)
The feds in the hood, this shit got me paranoid (whoa)

smokepurpp – Big Bucks

I fucked that bitch, she brought her sister
And I hit it ’til the morning, then I dipped her
Yeah, dripped up, yeah bitch I’m Ricked up
100 bands at Neiman Marcus, nigga, catch up
All that fu shit on your neck gon’ get you rashed up
Swear I’m flexing on these niggas, bitch, I sauce
Niggas fallin’ off the game, and I’m the cause
I swear to God these niggas pussy, menopause
You get no money, lil nigga, hold applause
[Chorus]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked

[Verse 2]
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, we just hit a stain
And I came with two pistols like I’m Max Payne
Six Os in my bank, I can’t think the same
You got your mind around these bitches, we don’t think the same
Damn, and I sip on Wok, Wok, Wok, Wok, Wok
Pop a perc, then I xan, then I drop
I just pulled up to my show to drop the top
Krispy Kreme, I’m doing donuts in the lot
[Chorus]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
Lil Purpp! [Intro]
Lil Purpp bless your trap, huh
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
I count big bucks
Oh my god, Ronny
[Verse 1]
I count big bucks, keep a thing tucked
We can get up, nigga, we can get up
Chopper leave a nigga doing sit-ups
That’s yo hoe?

JOY. – Change

That look on me’s everlasting
Please look sorry don’t have the answers on it
Never thought that I’d be where I am today
Never thought that I’d see who I am today
Fading on the floor with all my thoughts
All I ever do is watch the leads
I keep running back to you
I don’t know what for
I just cannot seem to find my peace
And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, I’m waiting
But you never came
And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, my mistake
Oh you’ll never change
Oh the shame, oh the shame, I’m the only one
I’ve got to blame
I’m a fool for your love, I’m afraid because
You’ll never change
I wrote, I wrote a letter to you
I’ll never send
Oh what, oh what a feeling to know I’m not healing
And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, I’m waiting
But you never came
And still I’m waiting, I’m waiting, my mistake
Oh you’ll never change
Oh the shame, oh the shame, I’m the only one
I’ve got to blame
I’m a fool for your love, I’m afraid because
You’ll never change

Say
Say

Kim Petras – Heart to Break

Ahh
And when you touch me, I’m a fool
This game I know I’m gonna lose
Makes me want you more (more, more)
[Chorus]
Even if it means that I’ll never put myself back together
Gonna give you my heart to break
Even if I’ll end up in shatters, baby it doesn’t matter
Gonna give you my heart to break
I tried to fight, but I can’t help it (I tried to fight, help it)
Don’t care if this is my worst mistake
‘Cause no one else could do it better (No one else, better)
That’s why I give you my heart to break (Ahh)
And when you touch me, I’m a fool
This game I know I’m gonna lose
Makes me want you more
[Chorus]
Even if it means that I’ll never put myself back together
Gonna give you my heart to break
Even if I’ll end up in shatters, baby it doesn’t matter
Gonna give you my heart to break
I tried to fight, but I can’t help it
Don’t care if this is my worst mistake (No)
‘Cause no one else could do it better (No one else, better, that’s why I)
That’s why I give you my heart to break
[Bridge]
Every time
Heart to break
Woo-ah! And when you touch me, I’m a fool
This game I know I’m gonna lose
Makes me want you more
[Chorus]
Even if it means that I’ll never put myself back together
Gonna give you my heart to break
Even if I’ll end up in shatters, baby it doesn’t matter
Gonna give you my heart to break
I tried to fight, but I can’t help it
Don’t care if this is my worst mistake
‘Cause no one else could do it better
That’s why I give you my heart to break
[Verse 2]
Butterflies, every time
Gonna give you my heart to break
Devilish, every kiss
Gonna give you my heart to break

[Pre-Chorus]
One look at you, I’m powerless
I feel my body saying yes
Where’s my self control? Every time
Heart to break
Yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
One look at you, I’m powerless
I feel my body saying yes
Where’s my self control? [Verse 1]
Any time, that you like
Gonna give you my heart to break
Angel eyes, tell me lies
Gonna give you my heart to break
[Pre-Chorus]
One look at you, I’m powerless
I feel my body saying yes
Where’s my self control?

Diplo – Look Back (feat. DRAM)

[Verse 1: DRAM]
Zoning on the road
Not nowhere to go
But I ain’t looking back
I ain’t going back to that
Looking down on the cloth
Out of this world I know
Somehow try to breath
Baby
[Chorus: DRAM]
And I haven’t look back
Since I made up my mind
To never look behind, no
And I haven’t look back, uh
For a very long time
I don’t I don’t see myself flickin’ back, fireman
Losing minds cause I’m only looking for a name
[Verse 2: DRAM]
Would futures tell
I’m still moving forward
Even though I don’t know where to go
You gotta know I ain’t never looking back for ya
Cause you remind me of the struggle
That I had to come from under
I used to have to use my muscle
Gotta be strong living this life right or wrong
Cause this life is very rude to me
Is related for to you
Seeing light, such a difficult task
Look to me, I was just staying true
You dream am I too true to you
Trying to relieve the pain that we undo
Give you the moment if you’re still my girl
[?]

[Chorus: DRAM]
And I haven’t look back, uh
Since I made up my mind
To never look behind, no
And I haven’t look back
For a very long time, uh
For a very long time
(long time, long time)
And I haven’t look back
For a very long time, uh
(long time, long time)
I don’t, I don’t see myself flickin’ back, fireman
Losing minds cause I’m only looking for a name
[Outro: DRAM]
You know I haven’t look back for you lately
You know I haven’t look back

Demi Lovato – Tell Me You Love Me (Acoustic)

Oh no, here we go again
Fighting over what I said
I’m sorry, yeah I’m sorry
Bad at love, no, I’m not good at this
But I can’t say I’m innocent
Not hardly, but I’m sorry
And all my friends, they know and it’s true
I don’t know who I am without you
I got it bad, baby
Got it bad
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone on days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone
On days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, can you hear my heart say
No, you ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
And I hope I never see the day
That you move on and be happy without me
Without me
What’s my hand without your heart to hold? I don’t know what I’m living for
If I’m living without you
All my friends, they know and it’s true
I don’t know who I am without you
I’ve got it bad, baby
I got it bad
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone on days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone
On days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, can you hear my heart say
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
My heart’s like
No, you ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
Everything I need
Is standing in front of me
I know that we will be alright, alright, yeah
Through the ups and downs
Baby, I’ma stick around
I promise we will be alright, alright
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone on days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, tell me you love me
I need someone
On days like this, I do
On days like this
Oh, can you hear my heart say
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
You ain’t nobody ’til you got somebody
Everything I need
Is standing right in front of me
I know that we will be alright, alright, yeah

Blu & Exile – Constellations

[Intro: Blu]
What’s up star, we know who you are
What’s up star, we know who you are
What’s up star
[Verse 1: Blu]
Sometimes, it feels like I’m gone with the wind
So I’m blendin’ in with the breeze
I’m speaking out again, please bear with me
I’m zonin’ out, once the snare hits me
‘Cause niggas be ice grillin’
I feel these [?] fit me like gloves
These mean mugs and screwfaces
Got me taking nigga serious [?]
Whatever Blu laces
Reminds you of the West like Chucks with blue laces
The old and new Lakers
I’m showing you a older Blu in hopes that you embrace it
Like a soldier do with gauges
Molding you through pages that I wrote for you
Laid it in the vocal booth
Pressed it up and sold it to the places that you goin’ to
In hopes that you would take it, play it over and over
So you get high with it and you feel it when you’re sober
You can cry to it, sister, my shit’ll get you over
My niggas ride with it, turn it up a little more
And show the world, and boys and girls sing along
It’s a song of liberation, keep faith and stay strong
Show the world, boys and girls sing along
It’s a song of liberation, keep faith and stay strong, allstar

[Chorus: ?]
You shine [?] you’re blindin’ ’em
There’s no crime in being fly [?]
Most these niggas won’t get it
You gotta go get it
Baby you’re a star
In the sky [?]
Ain’t no time for bein’ shy or nothin’
Everybody can’t live it
You gotta stay with it
Know that you’re a star
[Verse 2: Blu]
I shine like stars in all weather conditions
Whether storm they glistening, I’m be spittin’ till they mention me

A$AP Rocky, Gucci Mane & 21 Savage – Cocky

[Intro: Gucci Mane, 21 Savage & A$AP Rocky]
Huh? How you gone play D, you can’t even take D
Too many fake me’s
Way too many fake daps, way too many fake ‘$APs
And I put it on me and I want another ring
Girlies buckle at the knees, swerve ’em like the other team (skrt)
You can still hear the sneaks (woo, swoosh)
Ballin’ in some Dungarees
Make a cheerleader cream, so what she on the other team? We got London On Da Track
It’s Guwop
Huh? It’s Gucci
21, 21
Huh? [Chorus: Gucci Mane & 21 Savage]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (huh?)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
[Verse 1: 21 Savage & A$AP Rocky]
I got so many M’s in my bank account, I can’t even count ’em
Too many whips, way I switch my car, I can’t even mount ’em
Too many zeros with ‘Sace pillows in my Phantoms
Too many bad bitches, I don’t cuff ’em, I just hand them (21)
Off like a lay-up (lay-up), I don’t got time to lay up
Met my accountant at Ruth’s Chris, she told me that I’m way up (21)
I already back for seconds, I ain’t even clean my plate up
Ran me up a hunned M’s and then I put my bay up (21)
Way out in the hills, I just sign the deal
I ain’t take no advance, so you know that split was real (21)
All my diamonds carrots, dem lil’ pointers be two lil’
Glaziers in my ear, I need a cup, they ’bout to spill

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & A$AP Rocky]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (huh?)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I feel like I’m Rocky
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky & (?)]
Huh? For the cameras say your cheese, rap game like the league
Heard you the nigga overseas, but that’s only overseas
I’m the one who oversees shit, "Oh man, it’s him again"
I’m up in the rim, they the raided M&M’s
Ball on you in my favorite Timberlands
My girlfriend got a little friend
All the way on the other end
‘Cause she don’t deal with the middle man
Harlem world stole my flow, friends and my foes
Got my hoes in my clothes, they want ten like my toes (A$AP)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby , I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky (yeah)
[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]
Just pass me the rock and watch him go
Just run me the play and let me know
With a broken leg, I let it go (leggo, leggo, leggo)
I ain’t gotta say it ’cause they know (woo)
[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Gucci is materialistic, he’s too fuckin’ flashy
He smoke when he wanna smoke, think the world is his ashtray
So, so deaf to these suckers, I’m like JD in ’03
My hoe said that I’m too cocky, I don’t play nothin’ but me
These girls got nothing to show you, I’ll give you something to see
These dudes keep comin’ up short like they a pair of capris
Don’t group me with these rappers, these boys embarrassin’ me
Them dudes ain’t got nothin’ on me, I got a money disease
I’m too cold for these suckers, they ain’t got more money than me
I wear my mink in the summer when it’s one-hundred-three (burr)
I make a bitch feel self-conscious like she too shiny for me
I know that bitch want to fuck me, but she’s to tiny for me
She’s my way out the highway, you either like or leave
This Rollie cost us the G’s, a couple bricks on my sleeve (yeah)
When I first fell on the scene, I drove a Cutlass Supreme
A half a brick, a pint of lean, and a new money machine
It’s Guwop

[Chorus: Gucci Mane, & Young Thug]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (it’s Gucci)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (Wizop)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky (damn)
We got London On Da Track

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Say A (feat. 9-Piece Orchestra) (Live)

Police pull me over, they ain’t got nothing to say
I told ’em, "I got tints because I’m rich", they said, "Okay", ayy
Gotta pray a lot niggas get shot up everyday, ayy
Heard you got a big body but a little face, ayy
Got a 41 bezel, it’s 100K, ayy
If I feel a way then I’m gon’ say it to your face, ayy
If I play the block today, I’ll make 100K, ayy
[Verse 2]
Hold up, talking shit don’t ever get to me
When they see me now, they’d better have that same energy
In abandoned houses, in and out, it wasn’t shit to me
When you see me now, don’t try to act like you remember me
Then look at me now, bitch I’m drowning
And my hoodie Saint Laurent, it’s a thousand
And we come straight out the Bronx so we wildin’
Shoutout BK, free Bobby and free Rowdy
Free my nigga V12, holla if you see 12
Febreze, believe me, it’ll cover the weed smell
I probably got 3 mill, sitting in my email
So much on me, they second guessing what we sell
So much money on me, fuck it if it’s dirty money
Cause I earned it, you get murked if you come searchin’ for me
When the police pulled me over, I had 30 on me
What the fuck I look like with less than 30 on me, nigga? Ayy
[Chorus]
What the fuck I’m supposed to say? Police pull me over, they ain’t got nothing to say
I told ’em, "I got tints because I’m rich", they said, "Okay", ayy
Gotta pray a lot, niggas get shot up everyday, ayy
Heard you got a big body but a little face, ayy
Got a 41 bezel, it’s 100K, ayy
If I feel a way then I’m gon’ say it to your face, ayy
If I play the block today, I’ll make 100K, ayy
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I just might make 100K, yeah
If they put a price on me, I’ll double what they pay, yeah
They say they don’t like me, give a fuck ’bout what they say, yeah
I could take your bitch and make you think about what you say, yeah
I’m gon’ put her in a leg lock like MMA, yeah
I’m gon’ let her give me head twice if she don’t say shit
If she ever turn sherm on me then she basic
Couple bitches had to swerve on ’em, I updated
You pulled up with her, she ain’t leave with who she came with
She deserve better, you’s a bird, you’s a wasteman
Fuck a umbrella, change weather in my spaceship
Diamonds dancing, I’m two-stepping with my bracelet
So, get the fuck up out my face
I’m just on my way to get this money and I’m late, okay
In the strip club throwing twenties like "I’ll be okay"
100k a day, trap booming like an 808

[Chorus]
Yeah, what the fuck I’m supposed to say? [Chorus]
Yeah, what the fuck I’m supposed to say? [Intro]
(Ness on the beat)
What the fuck I’m supposed to say? What the fuck I’m supposed to say? Police pull me over, they ain’t got nothing to say
I told ’em, "I got tints because I’m rich", they said, "Okay", ayy
Gotta pray a lot niggas get shot up everyday, ayy
Hold up, what the fuck I’m supposed to say? Police pull me over, they ain’t got nothing to say
I told ’em, "I got tints because I’m rich", they said, "Okay", ayy
Gotta pray a lot niggas get shot up everyday, ayy
Heard you got a big body but a little face, ayy
Got a 41 bezel, it’s 100K, ayy
If I play the block today, I’ll make 100K, ayy
If I play the block today, I’ll make 100K, yeah
[Outro]
I’ll make her say a’
I’ll make her say a’
I’ll make her say a’

Eminem – Untouchable (Lyric Video)

[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
‘Cause you’re a white boy, white boy
You’re a rockstar (My momma talk to me
Try to tell me how to live)
White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don’t listen to her
‘Cause my head is like a sieve)
White boy, white boy, you’re untouchable (The world’s coming to an end, I don’t even care)
Nobody can tell me shit ’cause I’m a (big rockstar)
[Verse 2]
Black boy, black boy, we don’t get your culture and
We don’t care what our government’s done to fuck you over, man
Don’t tell us your attitude’s a result of that
Balderdash, where’d you get the chip on your shoulder at
Why you kicking that soda can? We just want a safe environment for our kids, but can’t escape
The sirens
Don’t take a scientist to see our violent nature lies
In
The poverty that we face so the crime rate’s the highest in
The lowest classes, its like a razor wire fence
And we’re trapped in, these racial biases
That plague our society which makes our anxiety levels raise
Every time we see a devil’s face
Lions, tigers and bears oh my! I
[Intro]
Hands up, officer don’t shoot
Then pull your pants up, promise you won’t loot
We may never understand each other it’s no use
We ain’t ever gonna grasp what each other goes through
[Verse 1]
Black boy, black boy, we ain’t gonna lie to you
Black boy, black boy, we don’t like the sight of you
Pull up on the side of you
Window rolled down, profiled
And then we wonder why we see this side of you
Probably coming from the dope house
We can let you slide but your tail light is blew, out
We know you’re hiding that Heidi Klum on you
And you’re on another drug charge, homie, it’s back inside for you
And just in case a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true pistol drew right at you we be delighted to unload it
In your bedroom, walk up, and lay that taser in the side of you
What the fuck am I gonna do? Pull your pants up
We bought to roll up, and
Throw your ass in the van, cuffed
You don’t have to know our plan or what our intentions are
Our guns are close to our chest
You better show your hands
And put our minds more at ease
And you’ll get shot in the thyroid, ’cause you might die, boy
We fighting a crime war
Here come the swine
Tryna’ clean up these streets from all these minorities
That’s why we call them pigstye’s for
They’re like eyesores to police
Talk to you like you’re a piece of trash
Feels like we’re stuck in a time warp to me
As I kick these facts, and
Get these mixed reactions
As this beat backspins
It like we’re drifting back into the 60s
Having black-skin is risky, ’cause this keeps happening
Throughout history, African-American’s have been treated like shit
And I admit, there have been times where it’s been embarrassing to be a

[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and Chong)]
‘Cause you’re a white boy, white boy
You’re a rockstar (My momma talk to me
Try to tell me how to live)
White boy, white boy, in your cop car (But I don’t listen to her
‘Cause my head is like a sieve)
White boy, white boy, you’re untouchable (The world’s coming to an end, I don’t even care)
Nobody can tell me shit cause I’m a (big rockstar)
Pt. And streets act as a narrator
Don’t gotta read comics
Or be that into characters, just to see that just to be black, you better be strapped, with a derringer- or be “capped in America” like Steve Rogers
‘Cause no one overseas, these cops, and
Always see some B charges
We see them beat Rodney King and got off
So we don’t need all your crooked police peace officer offerings
Just keep marching, til’ we reach congress
But they gonna say you’re tying to take an irrational stance cause you try to slander the flag
But somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb
So they call it a Kapernick tantrum if you don’t stand for the national anthem
We raised it, you better praise it or you’ll be made to feel like a traitor, we’ll
Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield
Home of the bravest still, racist spills
So the whole nation feels like a plantation field
In a country that claims that it was foundation on based on united states ideals
That had its Natives killed
Got you singing the Star Spangled Banner to a piece of cloth that represents the land of the free that made people slaves to build Pt. More like billy clubs and
Gats
And we really love it when you think we’re guilty ‘cause
We’re black
"But you kill each other, facts- you peel each
Others caps, for silly stuff like hats”
Single mother strugglin’ through substance abuse
While people with nothing to lose shoot each other for shoes
Fuck your republican views
Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck is the boots? I keep telling myself keep doing like you’re doing
No matter how many lives you ruin
It’s for the red, white and blue
Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two
No one’s ever indicted you
Why? II
[Verse 3]
Seems like, the average lifespan of a white man
Is more than twice that of a black life-spanner
Wonder if sometimes it has a fight scanner
I feel like checking out on life, can’t escape my circumstance
I’d rather hear them say "Die N-word" than Die Antwoord
Ninja, now it’s better to describe banter
But that’s life
Strapped, ’cause we’re strapped financially
And can’t find answers
We’re applying for McDonald’s
It seems like the only franchise that’ll hire, so how can we have higher standards
As Dallas overshadows the battle for Black Lives Matter
We fight back with violence
But acts like that are
Black eyes on the movement
Which makes wack lives madder
At cops and cops madder
And that’s why it’s at a stalemate
Can’t arrive at a compromise so it’s Black Ops
I wonder if we hire more, black cops, the crap stops
The block is our backyard offices
Not the crack spot
Call the attack dogs off of us, man
You always act pissed off at us a traffic stop
And bad cops fuck it up for good cops
And man, stop, sending white cops, into black neighborhoods
‘Cause they ain’t acclimated to ’em
Like that’s the way to do it
Who’s seen some fuckin’ videos of rappers waving guns
And no nobody black so they act afraid of us
And that’s racism
Fear to the black face gives them
A subconscious racist
Wait, why is there black neighborhoods? ‘Cause America segregated us
Designated us, to an area
Separated us
Section-eight’d us
When we tear it up’s the only time attention’s paid to us
And education sucks, every days another
Freddie Grey for us, a levy breaks or fuzz
Why is it, they treat us like dryer lint?

Marshmello & Anne-Marie – Friends

F-R-I-EN-D-S
F-R-I-EN-D-S

[Outro: Anne-Marie]
Ohhh-oh, ohhh-oh, ohhh,oh
Ahhh-oh, ahhh-oh, ahh-oh Haven’t I made it clear? You looking insane
Turning up at my door
It’s two in the morning, the rain is pouring
Haven’t we been here before? (I made it very clear)
Want me to spell it out for you? (yeah)
F-R-I-EN-D-S (I said F-R-I-EN-D-S)
Haven’t I made it obvious? (to spell it out for you?)
F-R-I-EN-D-S
F-R-I-EN-D-S

[Bridge: Anne-Marie]
F-R-I-EN-D-S
That’s how you f***** spell "friends"
F-R-I-EN-D-S
Get that shit inside your head
No, no, yeah, uh, ahh
F-R-I-EN-D-S
We’re just friends
[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
So don’t go look at me with that look in your eye
You really ain’t going nowhere without a fight
You can’t be reasoned with, I’m done being polite
I’ve told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times
[Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Haven’t I made it obvious? [Intro: Anne-Marie]
Oooh-oh, Oooh-woh
Oooh-oh, Oooh-woh
[Verse 1: Anne-Marie]
You say you love me, I say you crazy
We’re nothing more than friends
You’re not my lover, more like a brother
I known you since we were like ten, yeah
[Refrain: Anne-Marie]
Don’t mess it up, talking that shit
Only gonna push me away, that’s it! [Refrain: Anne-Marie]
Don’t mess it up, talking that shit
Only gonna push me away, that’s it
Have you got no shame? (Haven’t I made it clear?)
Want me to spell it out for you? (Haven’t I?)
Want me to spell it out for you? (I made it very obvious)
Haven’t I made it clear? (Have I not made it obvious?)
Haven’t I made it clear? When you say you love me, that make me crazy
Here we go again
[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Don’t go look at me with that look in your eye
You really ain’t going away without a fight
You can’t be reasoned with, I’m done being polite
I’ve told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times
[Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Haven’t I made it obvious? Haven’t I made it clear? You looking insane
Here we go again
[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Don’t go look at me with that look in your eye
You really ain’t going away without a fight
You can’t be reasoned with, I’m done being polite
I’ve told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times
[Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Haven’t I made it obvious? (I made it very clear)
Want me to spell it out for you? Want me to spell it out for you? (Haven’t I made it?)
Haven’t I made it clear? F-R-I-EN-D-S
F-R-I-EN-D-S

[Verse 2: Anne-Marie]
Have you got no shame? F-R-I-EN-D-S
Haven’t I made it obvious? Want me to spell it out for you? Haven’t I made it clear? F-R-I-EN-D-S
Haven’t I made it obvious?

The Chainsmokers – You Owe Me

[Verse 1]
I don’t really say this that often
But there’s somethin’ that the papers forgot
Every time I read them, I know I feed them
But I know, they’re painting, but they can’t leave a mark
‘Cause my friends don’t read the papers
And they don’t really care if we’re awesome or not
So every time I read them, I know I feed them
But I know, they wanna see me hang on the wall
[Chorus]
You don’t know me
Don’t you think that I get lonely? It gets dark inside my head
Check my pulse and if I’m dead, you owe me
If you’re lonely
Don’t you think you’re on your own? It gets dark inside my head
Check my pulse, and if I’m dead, you owe me
If you’re lonely
Don’t you think you’re on your own? When it gets dark inside your head
Check my pulse, and if I’m dead, you owe me When it gets dark inside your head
Check my pulse, and if I’m dead, you owe me
[Bridge]
If I’m dead, you owe me
If I’m dead, you owe me
You owe me, you owe me
You owe me, you owe me
If I’m dead, you owe me
[Drop]
If I’m dead, you owe me
(If I’m dead, if I’m dead, If I’m dead, you owe me)
[Outro]
You don’t know me
Don’t you think that I get lonely? [Chorus]
You don’t know me
Don’t you think that I get lonely? It gets dark inside my head
Check my pulse, and if I’m dead, you owe me
If you’re lonely
Don’t you think you’re on your own? When it gets dark inside your head
Check my pulse, and if I’m dead, you owe me
[Verse 2]
Say it to my face if you mean it
Say it to my face, but you won’t
I know I’m not losin’
But I’m losin’ my mind
Does anybody know what that’s like?

Drake – God’s Plan

[Intro]
Yeah, they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’
They wishin’ on me, yuh
[Verse 1]
I been movin’ calm, don’t start no trouble with me
Tryna keep it peaceful is a struggle for me
Don’t pull up at 6 AM to cuddle with me
You know how I like it when you lovin’ on me
I don’t wanna die for them to miss me
Yes, I see the things that they wishin’ on me
Hope I got some brothers that outlive me
They gon’ tell the story, shit was different with me
[Chorus 1]
God’s plan, God’s plan
I hold back, sometimes I won’t, yuh
I feel good, sometimes I don’t, ayy, don’t
I finessed down Weston Road, ayy, ‘nessed
Might go down a G.O.D., yeah, wait
I go hard on Southside G, yuh, wait
I make sure that north-side eat
[Post-Chorus]
And still
Bad things
It’s a lot of bad things
That they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’
They wishin’ on me
Bad things
It’s a lot of bad things
That they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’
They wishin’ on me
Yuh, ayy, ayy

[Verse 2]
She say, "Do you love me?" I tell her, "Only partly"
I only love my bed and my momma, I’m sorry
Fifty Dub, I even got it tatted on me
81, they’ll bring the crashers to the party
And you know me
Turn the O2 into the O3, dog
Without 40, Oli, there would be no me
Imagine if I never met the broskies
[Chorus 2]
God’s plan, God’s plan
I can’t do this on my own, ayy, no, ayy
Someone watchin’ this shit close, yep, close
I’ve been me since Scarlett Road, ayy, road, ayy
Might go down as G.O.D., yeah, wait
I go hard on Southside G, ayy, wait
I make sure that north-side eat, yuh
[Post-Chorus]
And still
Bad things
It’s a lot of bad things
That they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’
They wishin’ on me
Yeah, yeah
Bad things
It’s a lot of bad things
That they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’
They wishin’ on me
Yeah

Asap Rocky, Gucci Mane & 21 Savage – Cocky

Gucci’s last, whispered, and classic-era-Gucci-styled verse (“Gucci is materialistic, he’s too fucking flashy/He smoke when he wanna smoke, think the world is his ashtray”) is worth the price of admission for what might reasonably be considered an unremarkable song. Lyrics to ‘Asap Rocky, Gucci Mane & 21 Savage – Cocky’ by Asap Rocky:

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DOWNLOAD Asap Rocky, Gucci Mane & 21 Savage – Cocky Gucci and 21’s laconic styles are both idiomatic for London on da Track’s ominous, creeping backbeat.