Cardi B Claps Back Hard At Azealia Banks Calls Her A Hater

Lil’ Kim, Missy Elliott, Rapsody, Nicki Minaj, Dej Loaf, and Remy Ma were among the list of female rappers to congratulate her. — iamcardib (@iamcardib) September 26, 2017 She became the first female emcee since Lauryn Hill to score a solo Billboard Hot 100 number one song. This is the happiest day of my life and no 1 will take this joy from me .I wish you sour patches a good day !Thats how happy I am. pic.twitter.com/CCHUhHvN8z
— iamcardib (@iamcardib) September 27, 2017

Several female rappers have congratulated Cardi B on her historic number one. Last night Cari B posted an old photo of Azealia Banks dancing and rapping to “Bodak Yellow” while hinting that its haters like her who help get the song to number one. Despite the hate there is only one of the two dancing all the way to the bank. Before that she wrote on her timeline, “This is the happiest day of my life and no 1 will take this joy from me .I wish you sour patches a good day !Thats how happy I am.”
One of the reasons Bodak Yellow went #1 cuz even the HATERS LOVE IT !! Despite every female rapper congratulating the Queen emcee, yesterday Banks offload a Twitter tirade on Cardi B calling her the “poor man’s Nicki Minaj.” The Harlem rapper also accused black men of selling out for supporting Bardi and even singled out Charlamagne Tha God for helping the song “Bodak Yellow” reach number one on Billboard. “One of the reasons Bodak Yellow went #1 cuz even the HATERS LOVE IT,” she tweeted. Cardi B claps back at Azealia Banks calling her a hater.

Exploring Port Macquarie’s Italian community through the lens

ABC Mid North Coast

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Gabrielle Lyons

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September 27, 2017 10:46:08

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I ‘vechietti’ Italiani tells the story of Port Macquarie’s contemporary Italian community. (ABC Mid North Coast: Gabrielle Lyons)
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Franco Bortoli and Luigi Guarniere said the portraits made them look like Roman emperor Julius Caesar. Mr Guarnieri arrived in Australia during the 1960s in search of a different life post-World War II.”I left Italy when I was 20 years old … I went to the Bonegilla migration camp for eight months,” he said.”I helped to put up powerlines all through north-west New South Wales.”When I met my wife — she was 19 and I was a 24-years-old — she couldn’t speak any Italian and I couldn’t speak any English … now we have been married for 52 years.”Mr Guarnieri has his black and white portrait framed in his home.”I reckon I look like Julius Ceaser,” he said. (Supplied: Ronnie Grammatica)
Meet the Port Macquarie MafiaLuigi Guarnieri and Franco Bortoli are two of the subjects in Mr Grammatica’s exhibition. They ask for lessons,” Mr Bortoli said.Mr Grammatica said he is amazed at how committed the gentlemen are in regularly organising meetings. “I didn’t even know what a cow looked like before I got here, I had hardly even saw grass,” he said. “We regularly have people coming to join us and learn to speak Italian. “I love spending time with them, even if I cannot make it every week I always know where to find them.”

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“It was so dramatic, I have no clue how [Ronnie] did it,” Mr Bortoli said.”The first time I saw the photograph I thought we looked exactly like mafia men.”Mr Bortili moved to Port Macquarie in 1979 to become a farmer.Having called Venice home all his life, he was invested in moving away from water. “They are characters and have great stories to tell.”Mr Grammatica not only wanted to repay his friends through his photography but wanted to tell the story of their small coffee shop community. “They have made me feel very welcome even though I am substantially younger than they are,” he said. Photographer Ronnie Grammatica’s most recent exhibition highlights both the similarities and subtle differences in the profiles of elderly Italian men transplanted on Australia’s east coast.”I really enjoy taking photographs of people, and if there is a story to tell I aim to capture it,” Mr Grammatica said.His series of back and white portraits have been displayed in the Port Macquarie library on the New South Wales mid-north coast.The group of retired gentlemen are no strangers to the venue as they meet at the cafe opposite the library every Friday morning.When Mr Grammatica discovered where the men met he was inspired to tell their stories — having just relocated from Milan to Wauchope nearly three years ago he struggled with isolation.”Italians are renowned to be loud and speak with their hands, so you can only imagine the drama that unfolded on that first day,” he said. Italian community dwindlingMr Bortili said nearly 40 years ago when he initially moved to the region, the Italian community was more involved.”We once ran a function for over 1,000 people to raise money for the earthquake in northern Italy,” he said.”Plenty of those Italian families who use to live here have moved to Sydney or Queensland, following children or family as we have got older.”We have never created a formal Italian club, we are very informal and just meet here for coffee.”Now, most of the time its only three, four, maybe six of us.”The group’s coffee catch-ups have become widely recognised throughout the local community.
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Mickey Gilley – Fool For Your Love

I’m just a fool for you, baby
I’m just a fool for your love
You take me half the way to heaven
And you know that’s not enough
I’m just a fool for your love
You’ve got me wanting to be near you
You know I want this love to grow
You say you like to keep things simple
And you don’t want any tides
But I see a different story in your eyes
I’m just a fool for you, baby
I’m just a fool for your love
You take me half the way to heaven
And you know it’s not enough
I’m just a fool for your love
You try to act like it don’t matter
You said you’ve felt this way before
Say you only want your freedom
And you don’t need nothin’ more
Here you are just knocking at my door
I’m just a fool for you, baby
I’m just a fool for your love
You take me half the way to heaven
And you know it’s not enough
I’m just a fool for your love
You take me half the way to heaven
And you know it’s not enough
I’m just a fool for your love
I’m just a fool for your love

Tim McGraw & Faith Hill – Speak To A Girl

[Verse 1: Faith Hill]
She don’t give a damn ’bout your Benjamin Franklins
She wants Aretha
She don’t really care how you’re spending your money
It’s all how you treat her
She just want a friend to be there
When she opens her eyes in the morning
She wants you to say what you mean and mean everything that you’re saying
[Chorus: Faith Hill]
‘Cause that’s how you talk to a woman
That’s how you speak to a girl
That’s how you get with the lady who’s worth more than anything in your whole world
You better respect your Mama
Respect the hell out of her
‘Cause that’s how you talk to a woman
And that’s how you speak to a girl
[Verse 2: Tim McGraw]
She don’t give a damn ’bout your pride or the lies that you’re hiding behind
She just want to feel that you’re real
That she’s near to the man that’s inside
She don’t need to hear she’s a queen on a throne
That she’s more than amazing
She just wants you to say what you mean and to mean everything that you’re saying
[Chorus: Tim McGraw & Faith Hill]
Cause that’s how you talk to a woman
That’s how you speak to a girl
That’s how you get with a lady who’s worth more than anything in your whole world
You better respect your Mama
Respect the hell out of her
‘Cause that’s how you talk to a woman
And that’s how you speak to a girl
[Bridge: Tim McGraw & Faith Hill]
That’s how you speak to, speak to her
That’s how you speak to, speak to her
‘Cause that’s how you talk to a woman
That’s how you speak to a girl
That’s how
That’s how you get with a lady who’s worth more than anything in your whole world
[Chorus 2: Tim McGraw & Faith Hill]
You better respect your Mama
Respect the hell out of her
‘Cause that’s how you talk to a woman
And that’s how you speak to a girl
That’s how you talk to a woman
That’s how you speak to a girl

Bethel Music – Get Your Hopes Up (feat. Josh Baldwin)

[Verse]
I see the sun waking up the morning, reviving dreams
I feel the wind on my back with promise, reminding me
There’s a garment of praise for heaviness
There’s a new song burning inside my chest
I’m living in the goodness that He brings
[Chorus]
Get your hopes up
Lift your head up
Let your faith arise
Get your hopes up
Our God is for us
He’s brought us back to life
[Verse]
I see the sun waking up the morning, reviving dreams
And I feel the wind on my back with promise, reminding me
There’s a garment of praise for heaviness
There’s a new song burning inside my chest
I’m living in the goodness that He brings
[Chorus]
Get your hopes up
Lift your head up
Let your faith arise
Get your hopes up
Our God is for us
He’s brought us back to life
Get your hopes up
Lift your head up
Let your faith arise
Get your hopes up
Our God is for us
He’s brought us back to life

[Bridge]
Christ before me
Christ behind me
I am firmly held
In His mercy never ending
I’ll remind myself
Christ before me
Christ behind me
I am firmly held
In His mercy never ending
I’ll remind myself
[Chorus]
Get your hopes up
Lift your head up
Let your faith arise
Get your hopes up
Our God is for us
He’s brought us back to life
Get your hopes up
Lift your head up
Let your faith arise
Get your hopes up
Our God is for us
He’s brought us back to life

R I T U A L – Drown The Lovers (feat. 6Lack)

Bedroom feel like we’re deep under the sea
Forget about it
Stop your poutin’
Watch ’em thrash while you float
Then you laugh from a boat
Drop a heart like an anchor on the coast
[Chorus: R I T U A L & 6LACK]
And we can drown all the lovers that have gone before
Let’s light them by the wrist
Their fingerprints will burn
I should drown all the lovers that couldn’t love you more
Won’t surface to exist
Love like we never hurt
Let them drown
Let them drown
Let them drown

[Verse 2: R I T U A L]
Preservation
Set fire to the basement
That’s where you keep the truth
Let’s replace them
Forget what they have taken
Forget we ever lose
[Pre-Chorus: R I T U A L]
And we’ll lose their grip in waters dark
And all will sink
There’ll be no start to finish this
There’ll be no start to finish this
[Chorus: R I T U A L & 6LACK]
And we can drown all the lovers that have gone before
Let’s light them by the wrist
Their fingerprints will burn
I should drown all the lovers that couldn’t love you more
Won’t surface to exist
Love like we never hurt
[Bridge: R I T U A L & 6LACK]
Make it so they never surface, they’re gone
Love me like they never hurt us
No one
Make it so they never surface, they’re gone
Love me like they never hurt us
No one

[Chorus: R I T U A L & 6LACK]
And we can drown all the lovers that have gone before
Let’s light them by the wrist
Their fingerprints will burn
I should drown all the lovers that couldn’t love you more
Won’t surface to exist
Love like we never hurt
Let them drown
Let them drown
Let them drown Tell him it’s absurd
You gon’ feel that pressure ’til it’s water in your vessels
Once that water pumps, they won’t be able to jump
Once your ex is dumped, he won’t be able to stunt
Love is like a pool, tell the others they can drown in it too
But I got better plans for us, I’m down for drownin’ in you
I got the whole world here in my hands
And you can have it all on demand
Tell me everything you’re feelin’, where the weed? [Verse 1: 6LACK]
So as I sit and paint these pictures with my words
Your ex lover tryna talk, but he submerged
What’s the purpose?

Diss God – PontiacMadeDDG Diss Track

Krab’s daughter
Flexin’ with a thou? You just summoned out this demon, nigga, "Charlie Charlie"
Cash old as fuck and his hairline sorry, sorry
Darryl know he took the L, now he wanna box
Made the pussy cut his hair, I feel like a box
I’m ’bout to Swiper-swipe yo bitch, I feel like a fox
Got these Timbs on my feet but I’m not from the Bronx
Stop tryna diss me, you can’t beat the best
You can tell this shit Supreme when you see the "S"
I just call it how I see it, I should be a ref
Zias look like a gorilla, bitch, beat yo chest (uh, uh)
Part II: Produced by PrinceTheProducer
[Intro]
Yuh, yuh
RIP DDG, man
Yuh
Nigga’s a lil bitch ass nigga, man, wanna go with the Diss God? Remember when I called yo girl and she answered naked? Seen you at Flight Club, you was not with the shits
Little 5 foot Darryl keep talkin’ that shit
And you leased your i8, so how the fuck are you rich? Oh, he gon’ regret this bitch

[Verse 2]
What is that on the top of yo lip? Put that red dot on his forehead like a Indian
This is not you channel, bitch, it’s Kennedy’s and Jillian’s
I’m comin’ at yo neck big chopper, nigga, doo-doo-doo
How you gonna let RiceGum’s shadow get more views than you? She just got out of the shower and she still answered
Played Cash and got crossed like a double agent
Now you mad ’cause yo dirty ass couldn’t fuck Chandler
Every song that you drop, it made me laugh harder
Think yo ex a pearl, but she look like Mr. How you got a million but barely get a million? Ten vids on a nigga, get the fuck off my dick
Tryna hit me but you missed, like your shot from the three
Stop talkin’ ’bout shooters, bitch, you not from the streets
Why you always wearin’ Buffies but you not from the D
You a short ass nigga, ol’ dwarf ass nigga
"I like her, I like her" ol’ torn ass nigga
"I’ma make a diss track that’s just a chorus" ass nigga
You a broke bitch, got the cheapest foreign ass nigga
Yuh, you know you a large, why are all your shirts a medium? Part I: Produced by Lil Laudiano
[Intro]
Yuh
[Verse 1]
I’m a muhfuckin’ asshole, but you knew the shit
Moved to LA, niggas fake, but I’m used to this
I tipped the bitch a blue hunnid then she blew this dick
You chase a hoe every month, nigga, choose a bitch
Nigga, fuck yo i8, bitch, got the ‘Rari
Flight talkin’ shit, but what happened to Ari Ari? Bitch, you need to get your racks larger
This belt goes around and comes around like some bad karma
Just for comin’ at my neck, yo gon’ get exposed
I’m bout to tell y’all niggas somethin’ that you didn’t know
I wouldn’t do this but yo ass actin’ like a hoe
MysticGotJokes sucked all on your girl’s toes
Right in front of him, ooh, I had to come for him
We gon’ box, pussy boy, you know I’m done wit’ him
Mystic had them toes in his mouth with the tongue on ’em
Hit him with that jab, uppercut, havin’ fun with him
Twenty ads on every vid, you are not rich
Wanna box ’cause you used to do it, you are not slick
Let him suck on your girl’s toes like a soft bitch
Stood there and watched, stupid nigga, you are not shit
We don’t sleep on no beef (we ain’t sleepin’ on them niggas)
If you hard, why you block me on Twitter, ayy
We don’t play wit’ no beef, yuh (we ain’t playin’ wit’ em)
That should tell you he’s a bitch ass lil nigga, ayy
Tweetin’ at me all week, yuh (stop tweetin’ at me)
Stop cryin’, nigga, get up out yo feelings, ayy
We don’t squash no beef, yuh (we ain’t squashin’ nothin’)
You a short lil bitch, call you Krillin, ayy (b-b-b-b-b-b-boom!) Dejonta Murray took your girl, you a lame bitch
Say you hate when niggas take flows, then explain this? Aight, bet!

Liv – Hurts To Liv

[Verse 1]
I wake up in the morning
Tryna understand
Why my lucky number
Keeps slipping through my hand
See my shadow dancing
Must have been a dream
Must have been a wayward
Angel looking out for me
[Chorus]
Sometimes we forget to live
And be in love
‘Cause it hurts
To live
Sometimes we forget to live
And be in love
‘Cause it hurts
To live
[Verse 2]
Think I heard a whisper
Think I’ve felt their hands
Saving me from falling
Deeper in despair
Everybody’s searching
Tryna make the scene
Wanna be somebody
As long as it ain’t me
[Chorus]
Sometimes we forget to live
And be in love
‘Cause it hurts
To live
Sometimes we forget to live
And be in love
‘Cause it hurts
To live
[Verse 3]
Now my head is spinning
Smell like gasoline
I can drive away but
I can’t drive her from my dreams
Promise that I’ll love her
Promise that I’ll stay
Baby, there’s a wild wind
Blowing me away
[Chorus]
Sometimes we forget to live
And be in love
‘Cause it hurts
To live
Sometimes we forget to live
And be in love
‘Cause it hurts
To live
Sometimes we forget to live
And be in love
‘Cause it hurts
To live
Sometimes we forget to live
And be in love
‘Cause it hurts
To live
Sometimes we forget to live
And be in love
‘Cause it hurts
To live
Sometimes we forget to live
And be in love
‘Cause it hurts
To live
Sometimes we forget to live
And be in love

King Los – R.A.S (The Prelude)

[Intro]
Yo
[Chorus]
I gave my everything to niggas’ and got nothing in return
Two years of being slept on, never got my turn
Took two years off and said, "fuck it I gotta’ learn"
Sometimes I wonder why I was even fuckin’ concerned
And that’s some real ass shit (that’s some real ass shit)
I pulled niggas’ out the fire, gave ’em shit they couldn’t earn
Buncha’ shit they ain’t deserve, I shoulda’ let them niggas’ burn
That’s some real ass shit (that’s some real ass shit)
I gave my everything to niggas’ and got nothing in return
Two years of being slept on, never got my turn
That’s some real ass shit
I gave my everything to niggas’ and got nothing in return
But some suckas’ gotta’ drown, bustas’ gotta’ burn
(real ass shit)
[Verse 1]
Ooh
I ain’t the king, nigga’ how is that? Niggas’ threw dirt on me, I brought ’em flowers back
You took the easy way out, I took the hard walk
You gotta’ take the long road to listen to God talk
Both of my brothers in prison, I seen my mother cryin’
Puff said this path get dark, that nigga’ wasn’t lying
Govern my mind and my body, my soul, my metaphysics
I’ve transcended to mentions niggas’ have yet to visit
Yes, it’s vivid, my essence exquisite, no pressure, [?], exhibits, eclectic, prolific
My sonic aesthetic is different
Your prior work is fireworks
When you ain’t shining, the thrill is gone, that’s how it works
Everybody lookin’ up at the sky
For God to work
Well I was made in the image of God, it gotta work
Let me guess, you get the work for cheap
Supply the work
Bitch I research, I cross-reference, apply the work
I got the spirit of a hurricane victim, this outta’ work
When that flood water up to you neck, its knowledge first
We gon’ see how your mind, your soul, your chakras worth
When the whole world flooded, the fuck is dollar worth? Niggas’ talk all that hype, but I doubt it
Put life inside your body, get life out it
Put love inside your temple and find peace
Well Los, "where you find that knowledge?"
"It found me"
On God, Money, War, I prophesied it before
Now I went from your TV screen to your front door
You give niggas’ your whole soul and they want more
They ask me why I’m so hardcore

[Chorus]
I gave my everything to niggas’ and got nothing in return
Two years of being slept on, never got my turn
Took two years off and said, "fuck it I gotta’ learn"
Sometimes I wonder why I was even fuckin’ concerned
And that’s some real ass shit
I pulled niggas’ out the fire, gave ’em shit they couldn’t earn
Buncha’ shit they ain’t deserve, I shoulda’ let them niggas’ burn
That’s some real ass shit

K Camp & True Story Gee – Save Me

Save me, save me, save me… She fell in love with a nigga, shawty lost her mind
Tryna count a hundred-thousand, like hunnid times
Even though we ain’t together, shawty know she mine
Niggas hating on the gang, it happen all the time
If I can’t trust you, I might bust you
If my nigga say he don’t like you, then it’s fuck you, yeah
Had to leave that hoe alone, I wasn’t for you
All that shit that you was doing, I couldn’t spoil you, yeah
I seen my momma shed a tear, I had to go and get it
If we talking bout that money, then you know I’m with it
Got it tatted on my arm, had to represent it
And if I say it in these verses, then I fucking meant it
Pray to God I ain’t gotta be broke no more
No I ain’t tryna see my folks on t-shirts no more
This rap money coming in, don’t even work no more
And I don’t felt so much pain, it don’t hurt no more
And I can’t fuck with you bitch, you know you bad news
And I done lost a lot of homies, cause I had too
All you gotta do is ask, you know I had you
Try to tear this shit apart, when you ain’t had too
And this for real niggas… only
If you say you love yo nigga, then why you want me
Heard them niggas sending shots, but they don’t harm me
Let em play with me, we come back like the army
Somebody save me, save me, save me
Hoe you know this shit two player, you can’t play me
And this for all the ones who said I wouldn’t make it
And if you want me on your hooks, you gotta pay me
This shit ain’t cheap hoe, freak hoe
If you see me with my bitch, you better not speak tho
And I just did show in Cali, far from Rio
And I ain’t never tooken shit, like fuck Debo
I tried to warn you, warn you
If you ever run up on me, have it on you
I gotta lotta hoes, but girl I want you
And I ain’t got a lotta time, so what you gon do
Somebody save me, save me, save me
Let’s go..

Chance the Rapper – Here It Comes (On The Late Show With Daniel Caesar) (Live)

[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
I get sad when I look at the stars
They so pretty, you can’t tell ’em apart
You think they close but really we far
And really, they ain’t even that much closer to God
It’s much harder to sin naked
I walked past apple trees and didn’t take it
Thought about stone mattresses, thin blankets
Really long winter spent in a windbreaker
I’m a temptation door knocker
Down there on Lower Wacker
I’m a rich excuse for a father
You just can’t tour a toddler
She turnin’ 2, she don’t need diapers, she just need her papa
I really need a break, could really use a nap
My daughter barely recognize me when I lose the hat
You go so far, you hit a point where you can’t Uber back
The other day, I told a hummingbirdy to relax
I did my worst, I did the work, I had to skip the label
I go to church, they want a flick, I want to flip the table
I knew the worth before the birth when it was just a stable
And now it’s just a fable, and it’s just as fatal
[Pre-Chorus 1: Chance The Rapper]
First world problems that niggas make up
Have a dream and then never wake up
When so much turns to too much
Have a dream and then never wake up
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper & (Daniel Caesar)]
The day is on its way, couldn’t wait no more
Here it comes (here it comes), ready or not (ready or not)
The day is on its way, couldn’t wait no more
Here it comes (here it comes), ready or not, here it comes
[Bridge: Chance The Rapper]
Here it comes
Alright
Spirit’s working now
[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
I think my little cousins want they cousin back
The automatic quarterback that doesn’t rap
They know I used to drive the Haman for the Roman candles
Lied about coming back, the last straw that broke the camel
It ain’t really fun to hang out with me no more
We can’t go to River East to hang at the beach no more
It’s messed up, I made it this way, and my feet so sore
But it’s all downhill from here, I could teach no boards
I miss my mom, I miss my time, I miss my prime
In high school, I missed my prom, I ditched my date, I miss my beat
Kissed my teeth, kick my feet, hooped and hollered
Now I just sip my tea, sit my ass on my ass, send my tweet
Fold my arms, twist my weed
If I hadn’t heard the news, I would’ve known what he say
But the recliner on my chair is like an emergency brake, you know
[Pre-Chorus 1: Chance The Rapper]
First world problems that niggas make up
Have a dream and then never wake up
When so much turns to too much
Have a dream and then never wake up
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper & (Daniel Caesar)]
The day is on its way, couldn’t wait no more
Here it comes (here it comes), ready or not (ready or not)
The day is on its way, couldn’t wait no more
Here it comes (here it comes), ready or not (ready or not), here it comes (here it comes)
[Verse 3: Chance The Rapper]
Three verses, hell yes
I still ain’t get my Grammy’s in the mail yet
I just want my mama happy like a toy sale
And to stay connected to the world like a long-ass voicemail
I hear the scene snappin’, and I’m the team captain
No more knee slappin’ or shoe shinin’ or shoe signin’ ’til the dream happens
I’m just gon’ keep rappin’
And y’all just keep clappin’ and keep happen
Like Flint got clean water and y’all don’t got teen daughters and black friends and gay cousins, y’all just gon’ say nothin’
Know that the day comin’
Knees bowed, tongues confessin’
The last ones gettin’ first dibs on blessings
[Pre-Chorus 2: Chance The Rapper]
Now these the first world problems that niggas make up
Keep on playin’, we gon’ shake this shit up
Keep on tellin’ us we makin’ it up
The American Dream, may you never wake up
[Outro: Chance The Rapper & (Daniel Caesar)]
The day is on its way, couldn’t wait no more
Here it comes (ready or not, ready or not)
Ready or not (ready or not, ready or not)
The day is on its way, it will not wait another day
No more, no more (yeah)
The day is on its way, I meant the words, it is to stay
No more, no more (yeah)
The day is on its way, it couldn’t wait no more
Here it is

Yung Lean – Hunting My Own Skin

[Hook]
We were on the throne, living on our own
Hunting my own skin, want it to break in (break it in)
She just wanna dance, I’mma get them bands
Make a lot of stacks, bitch, I’d die for my respect
[Verse 1]
Wrist, diamonds, ice, neon green lights
Don’t care about the price, I cop it, I smash it, this size
Wrist, diamonds, ice, percocet, my Sprite
Percys in my Sprite, Louis bag, three stripes
As I walk through the fire with my wings
I could only stop for this iron like a lane
She just want to pop all the molly in the Benz
I’ve been getting rich, making money with my friends
Bitch, we off them shits, time to stay until the end
I’m just trynna pop all the bottles, fuck the feds
I got 50 pills all up in our money bags
She gon’ watch how I spend it, like, just to get it back
Sitting on the field, snakes through the money tracks
Breaking in and entering, bitch we popping tags
Keep the fire burning off a blunt like candle wax
Burning down your money ’til it ain’t nothing to stacks
[Hook]
We were on the throne, living on our own
Hunting my own skin, want it to break in (break it in)
She just wanna dance, I’mma get them bands
Make a lot of stacks, bitch, I’d die for my respect
[Verse 2]
Flick all my lights, chain, dirty Sprite
Living my life, I’m alright, shawty, she my type
Die for this I might, chains all freeze outside
Flick all my lights, chain, dirty Sprite
As I hop by the avenue with my wings
Baby don’t stop, wanna give you everything
When we off them rocks, I’mma tell you everything
Soap on my shoes and on my heart, it’s getting thin
But you’re a butterfly riding through the desert winds
I’m a really bad, I love all the finer things
When I come close, close to you I can’t sin
Heaven knows I’m bad, but Lord, I can’t fix a thing
Fly too close to the sun, my wings give in
I gave you my whole life, don’t owe you a thing
As I chose life and this rug made of mink
Burning down the Winter ’cause I’m over everything
[Hook]
We were on the throne, living on our own (Leandoer stranger)
Hunting my own skin, want it to break in (break it in)
She just wanna dance, I’mma get them bands
Make a lot of stacks, bitch, I’d die for my respect

Macklemore – Good Old Days (feat. Ke$ha) (On Ellen) (Live)

[Chorus: Kesha]
I wish somebody would have told me that
Some day, these will be the good old days
All the love you won’t forget
And all these reckless nights you won’t regret
Someday soon, your whole life’s gonna change
You’ll miss the magic of these good old days
[Verse 1: Macklemore]
I was thinking about the band
I was thinking about the fans
We were underground
Loaded merch in that 12-passenger van
In a small club in Minnesota
And the snow outside of 1st Ave
I just wanted my name in a star
Now look at where we at
Still growing up, still growing up
I’d be laying in my bed and dream about what I’d become
Couldn’t wait to get older, couldn’t wait to be someone
Now that I’m here, wishing I was still young
Those good old days
[Chorus: Kesha]
I wish somebody would have told me that
That some day, these will be the good old days
All the love you won’t forget
And all these reckless nights you won’t regret
‘Cause someday soon, your whole life’s gonna change
You’ll miss the magic of the good old days

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
Wish I didn’t think I had the answers
Wish I didn’t drink all of that glass first
Wish I made it to homecoming
Got up the courage to ask her
Wish I would’ve gotten out of my shell
Wish I put the bottle back on that shelf
Wish I wouldn’t have worry about what other people thought
And felt comfortable in myself
Rooftop open and the stars above
Moment frozen, sneaking out, and falling in love
Me, you and that futon, we’d just begun
On the grass, dreaming, figuring out who I was
Those good old days
[Chorus: Kesha]
I wish somebody would have told me that
That some day, these will be the good old days
All the love you won’t forget
And all these reckless nights you won’t regret
‘Cause someday soon, your whole life’s gonna change
You’ll miss the magic of the good old days
[Verse 3: Macklemore & Kesha]
Never thought we’d get old, maybe we’re still young
May we always look back and think it was better than it was
Maybe these are the moments
Maybe I’ve been missing what it’s about
Been scared of the future, thinking about the past
While missing out on now
We’ve come so far, I guess I’m proud
And I ain’t worried about the wrinkles around my smile
I’ve got some scars, I’ve been around
I’ve thrown some pain, I’ve seen some things, but I’m here now
Those good old days

[Bridge: Kesha]
You don’t know what you’ve got
Till it goes, till it’s gone
You don’t know what you’ve got
Till it goes, till it’s gone
[Chorus: Kesha]
I wish somebody would have told me that
Some day, these will be the good old days
All the love you won’t forget
And all these reckless nights you won’t regret
Someday soon, your whole life’s gonna change
You’ll miss the magic of these good old days

Melanie Martinez – Mad Hatter

All the best people are
And I think your crazy too
I know you’re gone
It’s probably the reason that we get along
[Chorus]
I’m nuts! The best people are
[Bridge]
You think I’m crazy
You think I’m gone
So what if I’m crazy? Baby, I’m mad
Craziest friend that you’ve ever had
You think I’m psycho
You think I’m gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend
Entirely bonkers
You like me best when I’m off my rocker
Tell you a secret
I’m not alarmed
So what if I’m crazy? Doctor doctor please listen
My brain is scattered
You can be Alice
I’ll be the Mad Hatter
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m peeling the skin off my face
Cause I really hate being safe
The normal they make me afraid
The crazy they make me feel sane
[Chorus]
I’m nuts! The best people are Baby, I’m mad
Craziest friend that you’ve ever had
You think I’m psycho
You think I’m gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend
Entirely bonkers
You like me best when I’m off my rocker
Tell you a secret
I’m not alarmed
So what if I’m crazy? The best people are
All the best people are crazy
All the best people are
[Verse2]
Where is my prescription? [Verse 1]
My friends don’t walk they run
Skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun
Poppin’ poppin’ balloons with guns
Getting high off helium
We paint white roses red
Each shade from a different persons head
And scream that there’s a killer
Getting drunk with the blue caterpillar
[Pre-Chorus]
Now I’m peeling the skin off my face
Cause I really hate being safe
The normal they make me afraid
The crazy they make me feel sane
[Chorus]
I’m nuts! Baby, I’m mad
Craziest friend that you’ve ever had
You think I’m psycho
You think I’m gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend
Entirely bonkers
You like me best when I’m off my rocker
Tell you a secret
I’m not alarmed
So what if I’m crazy?

Ari Lennox – Night Drive

Purple in the sky
Cruising Highway 85
Thought I saw a shooting star
Beaming in your haunting eyes
Herbie Hancock on my radio
Ooh let’s pull over for the liquor store
Cop some skittles and some Crown Royal
I know we ended things a week ago
Baby fall into me slow
Ooh don’t keep your love from me
No no love on me
On that night drive
Ooh you’re so fine
Purple in the sky
Cruising highway 85
Thought I saw a shooting star
Beaming in your haunting eyes
I said now baby we can disappear
Awol like we are some fugitives
Liberation oh so cavalier
Ooh baby take me far away from here
Baby you know I’m sincere
Ooh don’t keep your love from me
No no love on me
On that night drive
Ooh you’re so fine
Purple in the sky
Cruising highway 85
Thought I saw a shooting star
Beaming in your haunting eyes