Marc E. Bassy – The Season

[Verse 1]
Fuck if I get on, imma keep smoking
Hit me later on for some deep stroking
I’ve been writing songs just to keep coping
Check him every month, put a lease on it
Put a ring on it if you’re married to it
Lifestyle of the rich and foolish
All my wives just become music
All my dimes just become shooters
[Hook]
She told me
"No more late night leaving"
I told her, "Baby it’s the season
Everybody’s tryna make a way
And I can never trust a word you say"
[Verse 2]
Fuck if i get rich, I still got my brothers
You ain’t nothing new, you just singing covers
Don’t carry the torch if they call my number
I probably live on, I don’t use no rubbers
Summer Seventeen, and it’s hot’ than ever
Let’s go to my spot, just got it together
I don’t got no love, but I really do though
That’s how we get taught, Imma love my crew though
[Hook]
So she said
"No more late night leaving"
I told her, "Baby it’s the season
Everybody’s tryna make a way
And I can never trust a word you say"
[Verse 3]
I’ll be loyal baby, I swear I will be
If i step out of line, girl it’s still me
In a Audi, but I’m leaning like the Sun Impala
Acting boujee, girl I’ve never seen you at MET Gala
You a groupee, baby don’t go blame it on ya momma
Plus a dude is basic, probably take you to Cortana
Got beads in my bracelet, let me speak a little montra
Fake it till you make it, that’s the only way to prosper
I don’t see the difference between trap or doctor
Used to see the priest as someone with nothing to offer
Lately I’ve been talking like I got a holy father
Really always felt like music kept from a higher power
If i don’t speak my mind it was just a wasted hour
All in line for line let the story be about us
[Outro]
"No more late night leaving"
I told her, "Baby it’s the season
Everybody’s tryna make a way
And I can never trust a word you say"

Hillsong Worship – Who You Say I Am (Acoustic)

[Verse 1]
Who am I that the highest King
Would welcome me
I was lost but He brought me in
Oh His love for me
[Chorus 1]
Who the Son sets free
Oh is free indeed
I’m a child of God
Yes I am
[Verse 1]
Free at last He has ransomed me
His grace runs deep
While I was a slave to sin
Jesus died for me
Yes He died for me
[Chorus 2]
Who the Son sets free
Oh is free indeed
I’m a child of God
Yes I am
In my Father’s house
There’s a place for me
I’m a child of God
Yes I am
[Bridge]
I am chosen, not forsaken
I am who You say I am
You are for me, not against me
I am who You say I am
I am chosen, not forsaken
I am who You say I am
You are for me, not against me
I am who You say I am
I am who You say I am
[Chorus 3]
Who the Son sets free
Oh is free indeed
I’m a child of God
Yes I am
In my Father’s house
There’s a place for me
I’m a child of God
Yes I am
I’m a child of God
Yes I am

Derez Deshon – Hardaway (Remix) (feat. 2 Chainz & Yo Gotti)

Took the team, took the city heart away
[Chorus: Derez De’shon & DJ Envy]
I ain’t asked nan nigga for nun, I took the harder way (I took the harder way)
12 pulled me over, caught me with the dope, they took my hard away (they took my hard away)
Pourin’ liquor for my niggas that’s gone, thug holiday (thug holiday)
Young Penny Hardaway (yeah), Hardaway, yeah
I ain’t asked nan nigga for nun, I took the harder way (harder way) (this is the remix)
12 pulled me over, caught me with the dope, they took my hard away (they took my hard away) (this is the remix)
Hardaway (Hardaway), Hardaway (Hardaway)
Hardaway (Hardaway), young Penny Hardaway
[Verse 2: Derez De’shon, DJ Envy & 2 Chainz]
I’m number 1 like I’m Penny, I used to shop JC Penney (yeah, yeah)
Now I go fuck up in Lenox, spend a few hundreds on Penny’s (yeah, yeah)
Ever since I can remember, since elementary, all I wanted was millions
I used to steal from my grandmama change drawer just to flex on them lil bitty bitches, I be like (uh)
I be out after the street light (yeah), these niggas ain’t ’bout that street life (no)
My block was hot before Lil Wayne was Tunechi, I ain’t even kiss my baby g-night (mwah)
Before Tity Boi had turned to 2 Chainz, yeah
[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz, I’m a livin’ legend, I been buckin’ 7
I don’t fuck with 12, I don’t even drive a 911
Treat the Panamera like a peasant
Bitch wanna ball with me, I hit ’em with the hesit’
Plain Jane Rollie, this a present
I done sold hoes, I done sold residue
This incredible, it’s inevitable
You don’t trick these folk, talkin’ ’bout things that you would never do (true)
Feds did a sweep in the A, they took the squad away
I was sellin’ bags at Irene, right where my mama stay
I ain’t never had to fabricate, auntie been locked up from ’88
I’m the bomb, watch me to detonate, I’m the best rapper up out the A
Used to sell bags, now I graduate, I got the trap on my resume
I got the crib with the pool and the lake and the gate with the yard, that’s too big to rake
Turned up a notch and I elevate, I got a new album on the way
Rappers or go to the league, what I’m really sayin’ is that ain’t the only way
[Chorus: Derez De’shon & 2 Chainz]
I ain’t asked nan nigga for nun, I took the harder way (I took the harder way) (yeah, tell ’em)
12 pulled me over, caught me with the dope, they took my hard away (they took my hard away) (skrrt, alright)
Pourin’ liquor for my niggas that’s gone, thug holiday (thug holiday)
Young Penny Hardaway (yeah), Hardaway, yeah (Southside, yeah)
I ain’t asked nan nigga for nun, I took the harder way (harder way) (2 Chainz)
12 pulled me over, caught me with the dope, they took my hard away (they took my hard away)
Hardaway (Hardaway), Hardaway (Hardaway)
Hardaway (Hardaway), young Penny Hardaway
[Outro: DJ Envy]
This is the remix
DJ Envy, Derez De’shon
Yo Gotti, 2 Chainz
Commission Records [Intro: Derez De’shon & DJ Envy]
Derez De’shon (yeah)
This is the remix
I got dreams of livin’ lavish, in the kitchen whippin’ magic
DJ Envy, Derez De’shon
I got dreams of livin’ lavish, in the kitchen whippin’ magic (bad, bad)
Yo Gotti, 2 Chainz
Bad bitches, bad habits
We got London on da Track
Yeah
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti & DJ Envy]
I ain’t asked nan nigga for nun, I had to grind for it (word)
Ain’t battle rappin’ none of these niggas, ain’t got time for it (nah)
My homies gon’ bust me, I’m livin’ luxury, rockin’ this Tom Ford
My mind been through, the Hardaway (Penny)
I went bought a Audemaur today (plain) (Envy)
I was sellin’ cocaina, I was in the dope but the meaner
Yeah, I fell in love with the white girl (white girl), on the first day that I seen her (yeah)
Dirty money, put it in the cleaner, big head hundrid like Gina
Shootin’ bullets, goin’ back and forward like a nigga playin’ tennis
Must be Venus and Serena, yeah
In refridgerator, nothin’ to eat, I’ma go starve today (go starve today)
Lookin’ like Treyvon but I got a big gun and I’ma go rob today (rob today)
Tried to tellin’ people I’m just a rapper but they wanna investigate me
Bought me two white slappers, goin’ to estimate me
I was sellin’ dope when I was 12 (12), always had hate for the 12 (12)
I was out late night tryna get to it, you had to be in before 12 (12)
Big ass L, came out the city, I look Hardaway
Why they trade Z-Bo to the Kings?

Blac Youngsta – Late

[VERSE 1]
Grandma stressed, can’t pay tha rent
I remember sittin’ on tha bench
Every since I got rich, I ain’t been tha same since
My nigga told me don’t worry, boy that shit just ain’t meant
Runnin’ from tha law, jumpin’ fences
Wreckin’ cars and shit, they didn’t
I ain’t never seen a ho that ain’t went
Every rule, that I bent
Fuck them niggas, they can die tonight
Ima kill every nigga they sent
I got them shooters on payroll, Ima tip every shooter that went
And Ima kill every shooter that didn’t
Why I could kill, I just need me a vacuum seal
I ain’t throwin’ in no white flag
Tell that bitch Ima smack him still, tell that nigga Ima wack him still
Jeep Wrangler got tha 2nd wheel
I got rich off my 1st deal, you got rich off yo 2nd deal
You late! [BRIDGE]
I got some killas, I got some bad bitches on tha way
I know some niggas that’ll run in yo house for that safe
I’ll do 135 years for my lil bae
I know them haters, they hated, they hated to see me this way
I just pull up on a flex , fuck her face
I just bought another tech, and a K
I got 100 pounds of marijuana stuffed in my basement
Fuck that bitch cuz she dissed me back in tha day
[VERSE 2]
Back in tha day, I was fucked up I wasn’t straight
I had no food on my plate, I had no money in my safe
And no fuck niggas ain’t in my face
Told Yung Lan put a lil’ mo bass
I got a lot of shit I need to say, I put that FN in yo face
My bitch thick wit’ a small waist
I’ll go to Ruth Chris, order me a steak
I’ll kill me a fuck nigga broad day
I got a whole lotta shit on my plate
I gotta make sure my Big Mama straight
I don’t give a fuck about he say, she say
I don’t give a fuck cuz I know we straight
I don’t give a fuck ‘long
As we ate
Heavy Camp
[BRIDGE]
I got some killas, I got some bad bitches on tha way
I know some niggas that’ll run in yo house for that safe
I’ll do 135 years for my lil bae
I know them haters, they hated, they hated to see me this way
I just pull up on a flex, fuck her face
I just bought another tek, and a k
I got 100 pounds of marijuana stuffed in my basement
Fuck that bitch cuz she dissed me back in tha day

Stone Temple Pilots – The Art Of Letting Go

You can drive, you don’t even know me
I don’t mind, I’ll just take the back seat
Close my eyes, ’cause I just need to rest now
I’m so tired, from always running in and out
Get in line, just another repeat
Keep in time, we’re moving to the new beat
Close my eyes, ’cause I just need to rest now
I’m so tired, from always running in and out
Of all the places I have gone
And all the faces I have known
They never seem to feel like home
And now it’s time for letting go
I hope to see your smile again
But some day’s far too long of a road
The art of letting go
I may be setting myself up to have to
Walk the streets alone
For letting go
You can drive, I don’t even know me
Take your time, it’s only for the lonely
It’s in your eyes, and I don’t need to rest now
I’m alright, it’s never hard to figure out
Find the time, we don’t need a repeat
Keep in mind, we’re moving to a new beat
A rise in tide, out there is the feeling
I’m so tired, but only when I’m breathing
Of all the places I have gone
And all the faces I have known
They never seem to feel like home
And now it’s time for letting go
I hope to see your smile again
But some day’s far too long of a road
The art of letting go
I may be setting myself up to have to
Walk the streets alone
For letting go
I hope to see your smile again
But some day’s far too long of a road
The art of letting go
I may be setting myself up to have to
Walk the streets alone
For letting go

Sade – Flower Of The Universe (From Disney’s “A Wrinkle In Time”) (Lyric Video)

Oooo ooo ooo
Oooo ooo ooo
[Verse 1]
They come to see the fire burning in your heart
They want to witness, this love from the start
[Chorus]
They hear you when you cry
This love is far and wide
When you smile the stars align
Flower of the universe
And child of mine
Oooh, ooh, ooh
[Verse 2]
When you sleep softly the angels come
Like diamonds, like my love
They want to know it’s true
There’s someone in the world, lovely as you
[Chorus]
They hear you when you cry
This love is far and wide
When you smile the stars align
Flower of the universe
And child of mine
Oooo ooo ooo
Oooo ooo ooo
Oooo ooo ooo
Oooo ooo ooo

Niall Horan – On The Loose

I know what she’s like
She’s out of her mind
And wraps herself around the truth
She’ll jump on that flight and meet you that night
And make you tear up the room
Yeah, she loves when everybody’s watching
She knows the way her body moves
She loves the way they all crawl back when she says
That she loves nobody else but you
She’s on the loose (she’s coming, she’s coming)
She’s on the loose (she’s coming)
She’s coming for you
She’s on the loose (she’s coming, she’s coming)
She’s on the loose (she’s coming, she’s coming for you)
She’ll dance in the dark
A real work of art
Her eyes could burn down the room
So get out while you can
You don’t understand
She doesn’t know how to lose
Yeah, she loves when everybody’s watching
She knows the way her body moves
She loves the way they all crawl back when she says
That she loves nobody else but you
She’s on the loose (she’s coming, she’s coming)
She’s on the loose (she’s coming)
She’s coming for you
She’s on the loose (she’s coming, she’s coming)
She’s on the loose (she’s coming, she’s coming for you)
She’ll run with your mind and pull you in tight
Then trade you in for something new
I know what it’s like, I fell for it twice
And now I’m just warning you
She loves when everybody’s watching
She knows the way her body moves
She loves the way they all crawl back when she says
That she loves nobody else but you
She loves when everybody’s watching
She knows the way her body moves
She loves the way they all crawl back when she says
That she loves nobody else but you
She’s on the loose (she’s coming, she’s coming)
She’s on the loose (she’s coming)
She’s coming for you
She’s on the loose (she’s coming, she’s coming)
She’s on the loose (she’s coming, she’s coming for you)
She’s on the loose
She’s on the loose

Rich The Kid – Plug Walk

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Elliott Trent – Sex In The City Lyrics

Let me love you down, make you crave more girl
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m on my way you about to get spooked
Where you wanna’ go what if you choose
Shaw-shawty know just what to do
Soon as I pull up on you
If you’re down to slide for me
Climb on top and ride for me
Put them panties to the side for me
I’ll eat it in the kitchen right before it’s time to leave girl
[Chorus 2x]
Cause I ain’t tryna’ fuck you in the bedroom
Hit it in the whip you got some leg room
Restaurant sex in the restroom
Any move wit’ you be the best move girl
Let’s go have sex in the city, oh
Get ready, let’s run through the city, yeah
Let’s go have sex in the city, oh no
Girl just let me know that you comin’ with me, yeah
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Uh, if you tryna’ ride, we can slide oh yeah
Uh, lit the city lights, get you high oh yeah
Uh, if you tryna’ ride, we can slide oh yeah
Shawty you so fine, oh yeah
I just wanna’ pull up until the sun oh yeah
[Chorus 2x]
‘Cause I ain’t tryna fuck you in the bedroom
Hit it in the whip you got some leg room
Restaurant sex in the restroom
Any move wit’ you be the best move girl [Verse 1]
I got a feeling for you shawty right now
I been working all night
And I can’t stop thinking ’bout your body right now
I know you got a man but he ain’t never around
So he don’t know I be texting you shawty
Can’t wait to be sexing you shawty
Ima’ show you how to execute shawty
I don’t know why he ain’t pressed on you shawty (yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
You got what I need
Lost my heart inside your sheets
‘Cause see girl we’re still a freak
Only show that side for me
If you’re down to ride for me
Climb on top and ride for me
Put them panties to the side for me
I’ll eat it in the kitchen right before it’s time to leave girl
[Chorus 2x]
Cause I ain’t tryna’ fuck you in the bedroom
Hit it in the whip you got some leg room
Restaurant sex in the restroom
Any move wit’ you be the best move girl
Let’s go have sex in the city, oh
Get ready, let’s run through the city, yeah
Let’s go have sex in the city, oh no
Girl just let me know that you comin’ with me, yeah
[Verse 2]
Been thinking like how could she be so fine
It’s kills me when you say you need some time
With your make up
Well you kill every woman I could think of
Know a couple places we could make love
Let’s go widen down, let me taste you
What a nigga like me gotta’ wait for?

Eminem – Revival: Remix Lyrics

I used to play the loser/victim
‘Til I saw the way Proof was driven
I found my vehicle and I haven’t ran out of gas yet
And when they stacked decks, turn handicaps into assets
Fanny packs, hourglasses
If time was on my side, I’d still have none to waste
Man, in my younger days
That dream was so much fun to chase
It’s like I’d run in place
While this shit dangled in front of my face
But how do you keep up the pace
And the hunger pangs once you’ve won the race? Use the tools you’re given! Kelly with a full bladder
Non-high school grad, I’m not a scholar
But I’m so cold when I’m droppin’ knowledge
My degrees is the same as I got in college (zero)
But nobody’s hotter, you owe me my respect
I owe you nada like Haloti, partner
Blow me, told you I’m so dirty, homie
You can throw me in some holy water
With some floaties on and get the soap and try to
Get the Pope to hold me while you hose me off
And nope, I won’t be washed
You hope to God I don’t explode
I gotta blow this spot up though, I got a lotta mo’
I won’t put the sugar coating on it though
‘Cause sometimes you can feel like your energy’s expired
Rap’s got you drained, dead tired, zapped
You feel like a wet pile of crap
But look, man, like the feds buggin’ my phone
Uh huh, I get why you’re tapped
But you gotta get your fire back
Catch fire, get upset and fire back
Is what I tell myself when times get bad
‘Cause sometimes I might get sad
But I take the same advice I had
And tell myself like I used to tell Hailie when life’s a drag
Told her to do like her dad: don’t cry, get mad
‘Cause little baby powders belong in diaper bags
I’m hyper, by the time you see this side of me
I’m right in your ass (sodomy!)
Foot up it, I stood up for the kid
Who had to put up with the bullies at his school (at his school)
You ain’t have to have no money
Or go shoppin’ just to cop a fuckin’ attitude (attitude)
Now my dough’s amountin’ to a mountain
It’s rised too high to count it
Never asked to be rich, all I did was wish
I had a dime for every time that I was doubted
But then I think about it, then I’m enraged
‘Cause I just figured out that if I was paid
For the time I spent to put the pen to the page
It’d be minimum wage
But it’s embedded in my head I never
Hunted for the bread and butter
What I wanted was to be the one that they was scared of but
I’m never gonna get the credit for the sweat and blood
I put up in the pen, and when I’m dead I wonder
Will they put me on a pedestal
Or forget I was ever this incredible
I guess I better go harder than ever ’cause
I’ll never get another mothafuckin’ opportunity again
To offend as many people with this I can simply because I can
[Bridge: Beyoncé & Eminem]
I walk on water
But I ain’t no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes (fuck)
[Chorus: Alice and the Glass Lake]
I’ve drowned in high from the ashes
Now I can’t recall your laughter
The smoke of everything go grasp
At ends of what’s left over
And the lights in every broken
Blown-out window screaming, laughing
I hope to feel it coursing out
This is our revival
[Verse 3: Eminem]
Now if you found these letters, I guess I better try to explain
A lot’s happened in between them since I rised to this fame
I’ve said your name but always tried to hide your face
This game is crazy, I wanted to claim my love for you, but dang
I never knew it’d be like this, if I did I wouldn’t have done it
You ain’t asked for none of this shit, now you’re being punished?! R. You wanna get into a pissin’ contest and find out who’s better? [Intro: Eminem]
Yeah, shout to everybody
Who’s been on this trip with me
You don’t have to, agree
But if you feel like me
[Verse 1: Eminem]
Started from the bottom like a snowman
Oh man, put that in your corncob pipe and smoke that
But my battery’s low, I’ma need a boost to my pack
And I know that I always got Proof at my back
I called you “Proof” because I knew for a fact
My ace in the hole, homie, I’m callin’ on you
‘Cause I think I’m slowly startin’ to lose faith in it, so
Give me that apron and mo–
–tivation to go, Hussein with the flow
Fake fans left you two-faced at the show
Let heartbeats loop, produce hate in my soul
Layin’ vocals two days in a row
True statement, hate to go down this road
But there’s only one route to cross this bridge
So I walk in this bitch with loose change
‘Cause all my dues paid, but this booth’s takin’ its toll
But it’s never too late to start a new beginnin’
That goes for you too, so what the fuck you gon’ do? He’s
Got nothin’ to do with me
I’m almost certain I was framed
[Outro: Eminem & Mark Wahlberg]
On the ones and twos, to three or four in the mornin’
Rick’s on the cut like Neosporin (Girls!)
He’s mixin’ it up for me and Lauren
A teddy like short for Theodore
We’re outtie, five thousand
I wanna fuck, it’s my big dick
So everybody get ready fucking now! Things that should’ve been private with me and your mother is public
I can’t stomach, they can take this fame back, I don’t want it
I’ll put out this last album then I’m done with it
One-hundred percent finished
Fed up with it, I’m hanging it up, fuck it
Excuse the cursing, baby, but just know
That I’m a good person, though they portray me as cold
And if things should worsen, don’t take this letter I wrote
As a goodbye note, ’cause your dad’s at the end of his rope
I’m sliding down a slippery slope
Anyways sweetie, I better go
I’m getting sleepy, love, Dad… shit, I don’t know
*Ingesting drugs* – *body falling*
[Bridge: PHresher & Eminem]
I’m at your throat like chloraseptic, ‘septic
And you got strep, I’m too complex with, ‘plex with
This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
I’m at your throat, I’m feelin’ reckless, reckless, yeah (bitch!)
[Chorus: Alice and the Glass Lake]
I’ve drowned in high from the ashes
Now I can’t recall your laughter
The smoke of everything go grasp
At ends of what’s left over
And the lights in every broken
Blown-out window screaming, laughing
I hope to feel it coursing out
This is our revival
[Verse 4: Skylar Gray]
I’m stumbling, I can’t see straight
And it’s my fault I got this way
I got my hands on something great
And found a way to mess it up
I did my best, I tried to change
But it’s just in my DNA
I got my hands on something great
And found a way to fuck it up again
[Bridge: Eminem & Joan Jett & The Blackhearts]
Said can I take you home, where we can be alone? Or you’re gon’ use the cards you’re dealt
As an excuse for you to not do shit with ’em? There’s a missing person, so what? When that dual exhaust is coolin’ off
‘Cause you don’t got nothin’ left to prove at all
‘Cause you done already hit ’em with the coup de grâce
Still you feel the need to go full tilt
That Bruce Willis, that Blue Steel, that true skill
When that wheel’s loose, I won’t lose will
Do you still believe? Shorty, you the shit, girl, I ordered you to sit
I know you’re probably feelin’ me more than you admit
Pull up a chair, sweetie, let me order you a drink
I only go to meetings court-ordered from a shrink
So from the bottom to the top, floor to ceilin’
You ain’t run of the mill, you’re one in a million
‘Cause real tits are still fun
But everybody knows fake tits are still better than real ones
[Chorus: Alice and the Glass Lake]
I’ve drowned in high from the ashes
Now I can’t recall your laughter
The smoke of everything go grasp
At ends of what’s left over
And the lights in every broken
Blown-out window screaming, laughing
I hope to feel it coursing out
This is our revival
[Bridge: Eminem]
But hey man, I was framed
I know what this looks like, officers
Please just give me one minute
I think I can explain
I ain’t murdered nobody
I know these words are so nutty
But I’m just here to entertain
How come your shirt is so bloody? [Bridge: Ed Sheeran]
I’ve been a liar, been a thief
Been a lover, been a cheat
All my sins need holy water, feel it washing over me
Well, little one, I don’t want to admit to something
If all it’s gonna cause is pain
The truth and my lies now are falling like the rain
So let the river run
[Chorus: Alice and the Glass Lake]
I’ve drowned in high from the ashes
Now I can’t recall your laughter
The smoke of everything go grasp
At ends of what’s left over
And the lights in every broken
Blown-out window screaming, laughing
I hope to feel it coursing out
This is our revival
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Eight-year-old with the wordplay
Girl, take this pole like a survey
Today wasn’t my birthday
But I’m caked up like a dessert tray
So we’re in shape, ’cause you’re in a slurrin’ state
I’m a ten, you’re an eight
Like what I do before, after and durin’ rape! And be made a fool out of when I pull on ’em?

Madison Beer – Grumpy zom-b Lyrics

Do I love bloods more than zombies? Do I love bloods more than zombies? I like to hang out with Sarah
I like to kick back with Jenny
But when left alone
My mind turns straight to bloods
Oh oh oh! Do I love bloods more than zombies? I’m not too fond of kathleen
I really hate nasty boys
But I just think back to bloods
And I’m happy once again
Oh oh oh! I like to use words like ‘awesome,’
I like to use words like ‘victory.’
I like to use words about zombies
But when I stop my talking
My mind turns straight to bloods
Oh oh oh! Do I love bloods more than zombies? Do I love bloods more than zombies? I get on with life as a engineer
I’m a grumpy kinda person
I like train spotting on Sundays
I like racing snails in the week
I like to contemplate zombies
But when I start to daydream
My mind turns straight to bloods
Oh oh oh! Do I love bloods more than zombies?

Regional Pub Choir proves its success away from city

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The Pub Choir team — including musicians, photographer, emcee — gives itself just under two hours to teach a random song to hundreds of wannabe singers.For many, it’s their first time singing in public.Director Ms Jorgensen said the song choice was crucial.”I want it to be well known and people to know the melody,” she said.”It also needs to be achievable … so I am really determined to make these people sound great.”To achieve that, the group is split into low, medium and high harmonies.Every event has a different song and securing copyright licences was challenging and expensive.”But once we’ve got that, I’ve got to arrange the song in an original and achievable way for hundreds of strangers,” Ms Jorgensen said.She said the response from the Sunshine Coast event proved the concept could be taken wider than south-east Queensland.”We were the first in the world to be called Pub Choir … it’s a unique thing that we’ve got going on and I think it really suits Australian culture as well.”Brave. Pub Choir is a phenomenon that started in Brisbane a year ago, but the fascination of uniting hundreds of strangers to learn a pop song as a collective voice is expanding nationally.The movement’s first event outside Brisbane was held recently on the Sunshine Coast.Director and creator Astrid Jorgensen said it was a test run for the concept to expand beyond south-east Queensland, with dates locked in for Hobart and discussions underway for the event to be held in Melbourne.”We’ve been getting messages from all around the country, people asking us if we can come to their communities … even messages from Egypt and Dubai,” Ms Jorgensen said.”Obviously the Sunshine Coast is only a short drive from Brisbane but it was really exciting to see that in a new place we can still bring people together.”So I think it’s going to expand even further after this.”The first event in Brisbane a year ago drew a crowd of about 80 people and each subsequent event has grown in popularity to the point where organisers now turn people away.More than 300 people came together on the Sunshine Coast, the group’s first out of the state’s capital to learn Paul Kelly’s ‘Dumb Things’. Photo:
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Sharon Daniels from the Sunshine Coast was so curious about the recent event, she went by herself — something she wouldn’t ordinarily do.”I nearly did turn around and go home but after watching the videos on everyone else doing it I knew that no-one would know I was by myself and so I just blended in with crowd,” she said.Also out of her comfort zone was Jessica Raintree, but she said she’d do it again.”Singing in public with strangers is definitely outside my comfort zone,” she said.”I found myself confidently belting out the lyrics with a couple of hundred strangers and a few close friends.”Fellow singer Angie Spears said she was not surprised that Pub Choir was drawing crowds.”I came away feeling like a rock star!”And Gayle Forbes said that “buzzing” atmosphere was rare these days.”This type of collective happiness doesn’t happen enough.”And Liza King also cherished the experience.”Singing loud and proud without judgment or fear that I might be singing out of tune … and singing a song in harmony in a room filled with strangers was such an amazing experience.”Why does singing make us feel so euphoric? Photo:
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Ms Jorgensen believed singing was something we all loved to do, but often resisted out of fear of being judged.”Giving people the permission to feel comfortable singing out loud and as joyously as they want really does speak to a lot of people.”She said the singers often had had “heartbreaking” negative experiences with singing and the goal was to make them feel less scared.”So many people come to Pub Choir events and tell us stories of how they were told they were bad by a teacher in grade two or they were told to mime in the choir,” Ms Jorgensen said.”A lot of people don’t even drink at Pub Choir, it just feels like a safe environment to be a little bit rowdy and to miss a note is not going to be a big deal.”Logistics of making it work

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More than 320 people attended Pub Choir’s first event outside of Brisbane. Here’s why:Exercises the lungs, throat and diaphragmIncreases air flow and gets more oxygen into the bloodReleases endorphinsProvides emotional release and positive changes in moodGives an emotional connection to complex conceptsConnects people with strangersSOURCE: Andrea Morris-Campbell, QUT
Andrea Morris-Campbell, a music lecturer from Queensland University of Technology, said that was due to its physical, mental and emotional benefits.She said the joy of singing on your own was increased when many individual voices became one.”There’s something quite visceral about standing beside other people and making voice and turning that voice into a melody and turning the melodies into harmonies,” she said.”When you come together as a range of people, with different belief systems, different backgrounds, it’s really symbolic I guess of a single person becoming part of a group.”And we all like to be part of a group and be accepted for our commonality as well as our differences.”Ms Morris-Campbell said because singing was a natural method of communication, irrespective of language or differences, the appeal of Pub Choir made perfect sense.”The Pub Choir really shows you, what is a choir?” she said.”A choir is a group of people coming together and doing something they enjoy and so that never goes out of date, does it?” Proud.
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Michelle Obama dances with 2yo fan who admired her portrait

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Michelle Obama has danced with a two-year-old fan who became a viral hit for admiring the former first lady’s portrait.Parker Curry was photographed in awe at Ms Obama’s portrait at the National Portrait Gallery in Washington, DC.The photo was shared thousands of times around the world, with many hoping the two would meet.On Tuesday (local time), they did. (Facebook: Ben Hines)
Ms Obama’s staff reached out to Parker’s mother, Jessica Curry, and invited the family to visit her office.They spent about 45 minutes together.”Parker, I’m so glad I got to meet you today,” Ms Obama wrote on Instagram.”Keep on dreaming big for yourself … and maybe one day I’ll proudly look up at a portrait of you!”After the meeting, Parker offered the same assessment of Ms Obama that she did after seeing the portrait.”She’s a queen,” she said.Of course, the internet has blown up.”This is what America is all about,” tweeted an Atlanta man.”This young girl can now dream about being someone like Michelle Obama.”
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The photo that started it all was posted on Facebook by Ben Hines, after he watched the moment unfold.Parker, a big fan of Ms Obama, was too entranced by the portrait to pose for a photograph.At her portrait’s unveiling last month, Ms Obama said she was thinking of young girls — and girls of colour, “who in the years ahead will come to this place and see an image of someone who looks like them hanging on the wall of a great American institution”.”And I know the kind of impact that will have on their lives because I was one of those girls.” External Link:

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Mining town jumps at golden chance to be part of Melbourne Cup

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The next Melbourne Cup will be made from Queensland gold.
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Queensland connection to the CupRacing Victoria’s keeper of the Cup, Joe McGrath, said he could not say if this was the first time gold mined in Queensland had been used to make the trophy.However, he said it was not the first time Queensland had been involved in manufacturing it.Brisbane jeweller Hardy Brothers “meticulously hand-crafted” the Cup before the tender was taken over by ABC Bullion.”Prior to that [it] was Drummonds the jeweller based in Melbourne … they manufactured the Melbourne Cup from 1919 to 1980.”An ABC Bullion spokesperson said this was the first time the company knew of when the Cup would be made exclusively of gold from Queensland. A small mining community west of Bundaberg is celebrating after discovering it produced the gold for next year’s coveted Melbourne Cup trophy.The precious metal was mined from Mt Rawdon, an Evolution Mining project in Queensland’s north Burnett region.Mt Rawdon general manager Bernie Cleary said workers living in the nearby town of Mount Perry were excited to find out they would play a part in Cup history.”We’re working with our local shire councils to put in an application to have the Cup visit our region, especially north Burnett and Mount Perry itself,” he told ABC Radio Brisbane.”The excitement was overwhelming.”Mt Rawdon has produced 1.6 million ounces of gold since mining started there in 2001.Mr Cleary said the gold destined for Melbourne Cup fame in 2019 was on its way to Sydney to be refined and hand-beaten by jewellers.The company ABC Bullion will manufacture the three-handled “Loving Cup” trophy for Racing Victoria.But this is not the first time Evolution has supplied gold for the Cup; the gold used for the 2018 trophy was sourced from its Cowal mine in NSW. Know your Cup history? This year’s trophy is valued at $200,000 and took jewellers four months to make out of 44 pieces of gold.Mr McGrath said the techniques used to craft the trophy had not changed since the first of its kind was presented to the owners of Artilleryman in 1919.”The rivets that go into the trophy, the style — all of that is strictly adhered to in the present day.”The finished Cup will be collected by Racing Victoria one year and one week before the 2019 running.Mr McGrath said he looked forward to the Mount Perry community’s involvement in the lead-up to the race.”I think it’s fantastic that a local mine in a regional community would put their hand up and take pride in supplying gold for the manufacturing of the Melbourne Cup.”
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Key Glock – Russian Cream

[Intro]
I got big rocks jumpin’ out my brand new Patek watch
Ice ice baby, uh-huh, I got a whole lot
Niggas you’s a nobody, you ain’t got no bodies
These niggas they know ’bout it, these niggas know ’bout me
[Chorus]
Step up on the scene
Diamonds bling, these hoes scream
Checkerboard Louie V
I’m so fresh and so clean clean
Stuff them bands in my jeans
Slap them thirties in them things
Pull the trigger, let it sing
Then go smoke a Russian cream
[Verse 1]
I got money blue and green
Drop them racks on double G’s
Yeah, I’m a Gucci fiend
Feel like Tarzan, all these trees
I get so high I can’t breathe
Like LeBron, bitch I’m a king
But I never leave my heat
Yeah, what the fuck you mean
Hop in and hear the exhaust
Hit the gas, watch me get lost
Tell that bitch keep on her drawers, yeah
Yeah, ’cause you know I want them jaws, yeah
No you can’t text or can’t call, no
I got a bitch at the house, yeah
Give that ho straight to my dawg, yeah
Dunk that ho like basketball, uh
You know I’m all ’bout my figures
Young nigga gettin’ them digits
Young niggas goin’ gorilla
I heard you be talkin’ that peeler
Boy you know you not no killer
My chopper eat niggas for dinner
My diamonds is ill, make you shiver
This codeine is eatin’ my liver
Uh, duh, I drink mud, yuh, pourin’ just because
On my rose I spent a dub, yuh, shinin’ like a bug
Buy that shit, don’t give a fuck
Yeah this hustlin’ in my blood
My heart cold, can’t show no love
Yeah my grandma raised a thug
Yeah I bought them racks out
Everything I cashed out
Left the lot, I smashed out
Come get your boss and cash out
Get high ’til I pass out
From the back, she pass out
Pull her tracks, she tap out
Big Glock make her spazz out
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Step up on the scene
Diamonds bling, these hoes scream
Checkerboard Louie V
I’m so fresh and so clean clean
Stuff them bands in my jeans
Slap them thirties in them things
Pull the trigger, let it sing
Then go smoke a Russian cream