Lady GaGa – The Cure

So baby tell me yes

So baby tell me yes
So baby tell me yes
If I can’t find the cure, I’ll
And if you say you’re okay
[Verse 1]
(I’ll fix you with my love-lo-love)
I’ll fix you with my love
I’ll fix you with my love
I’ll fix you with my love
And I will give you everything
[Chorus]

[Pre-Chorus]
Let me take care of it, babe
Promise I’ll always be there
I will be right by your side
I’ll fix you with my love
I’ll fix you with my love
[Outro]
But I’ll give you everything
You could ever want, it’s in my arms
I’m gonna heal you anyway
No matter what you know, I’ll
Rub your feet, your hands, your legs
I’ll fix you with my love
And if you say you’re okay
Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)
I’ll fix you with my love
And I will be all yours tonight
Promise I’ll always be there
And I will give you everything

Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)
I’m gonna heal you anyway
And I will give you everything
Promise I’ll always be there

Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)
[Pre-Chorus]
I wrote you this lullaby
Cover you as you desire
No matter what you know, I’ll
[Verse 2]
When you fall asleep inside my arms
(I’ll fix you with my love-lo-love)
Anything you want could not be wrong
So baby tell me yes
I will be right by your side
No matter what you know, I’ll
I’m gonna heal you anyway
So baby tell me yes

So baby tell me yes
Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)
I’ll undress you, ’cause you’re tired

[Chorus]
[Chorus]
And I will be all yours tonight
If I can’t find the cure, I’ll
[Bridge]

May not have the fancy things
If I can’t find the cure, I’ll
And if you say you’re okay
Close your eyes, I’ll sing your favorite song
I’ll fix you with my love
I’ll fix you with my love
Hush now baby, don’t you cry
And I will give you everything

Incubus – State Of The Art (Lyric Video)

Look at you so bright
The state of, the state of the art
Now a modern relic
sidewalk Nearly a payphone on a 1 a.m.
Now look at you, well look at you now
Built to spill, you’re state of the art
Now look at you so bright
Look at you, you’re falling apart
Built to spill, you’re state of the art

State of the art
But this justice feels
Look at you so bright

You’re new, you’re young, your blissful ignorance

Right as we start to finally figure out what we are
Look at you, you’re falling apart
Built to spill, you’re state of the art
Is everything they like, but the years have teeth

State of the art
Ain’t it familiar that you was only yesterday
You were the first in flight
State of the art
And inevitably everyone will bite into it
Now do you see that smile

State of the art

Now look at you, well look at you now
Now look at you, well look at you now
Look at you, you’re falling apart
Built to spill, you’re state of the art

We’re all cast aside
More like a poison apple
State of the art

And sometimes they bite
At the foot of the ladder
You’re new, you’re young, your blissful ignorance
State of the art
Is everything they like, but the years have teeth
Look at you, you’re falling apart

Ya look at you, well look at you now

And sometimes they bite (sometimes they bite)

And we’re antiquated
I’m falling, I’m falling apart

Gabriel Garzón-Montano – My Balloon

Just a little thin around the ribs
Chased you up to the sky and my wings fell off baby, baby
And meet you on the moon baby, baby
Held my paws up and cried and you watched me fall baby, baby
‘Cause your love is so good baby, baby
I’ll get back on it soon
Wondering why did it have to be like this
Hanging flowers in her room
And dancing just to keep my cool, to keep my cool, ooh
I’ll get back on my balloon
And meet you on the moon baby, baby
Just a little thin around the ribs
And dancing just to keep my cool, to keep my cool
Wondering why did it have to be like this
Held you up for a while but you proved too tough baby, baby
I’ll get back on my balloon
Just a little thin around the ribs
And dancing just to keep my cool, to keep my cool
Wondering why did it have to be like this
Hanging flowers in her room
And meet my baby on the moon
Do it right in your room
Let you off with a smile never asked too much baby, baby
And meet my baby on the moon
And meet my baby on the moon
I’ll get back on my balloon
Hanging flowers in her room
Tried to have you fall in love with me
I’ll get back on it soon
Hanging flowers in her room
And dancing just to keep my cool, to keep my cool
And meet my baby on the moon
I’ll get back on my balloon
Do it right in your room

Famous Dex – Big Blue

[Hook] (x2)
Looking at your diamonds so fufu (Ah-What)
Open the safe boy you better not lock it
Don’t want that bitch she a eater (huh)
A pussy ass nigga wear hola-hoop (Wait)
Don’t want that bitch man I tell her to stop it
I just might buy a new freezer (what)
Looking at your diamonds so fufu (ah-what)
Fly as hell like my nickname is Peter

Pussy ass nigga wear tutu (bitch)
If they tell me get them I got them (what)

Run in your house tell em’ drop it
Ah-Yeah Ah-what!
[Intro]
A diamond color like some fruit

Call up Gino you know he gon’ shoot (Dexter)
[Verse]
Ou, ou, Dexter!

Don’t want to sip but your bitch do (Lil Bitch)
[Hook] (x2)
Don’t want to sip but your bitch do (Lil Bitch)
What’s up J
I pint sit call it Rocket (Lil Rocket)
Pouring up a wock and the Big Blue (I did)
My diamonds shine in the dark huh, wait (huh)
Don’t want that bitch man I tell her to stop it
Wait, wock, huh sippin’ that wock I don’t stop
If they tell me get them I got them (What)
She fuck for the fame, I’m not rockin’ (Dexter)
I just pull up in a Bentley coup (huh)
Pouring up a wock and the Big Blue (I did)
Don’t want that bitch she ain’t poppin’ (huh)

You wifing that bitch don’t believe her (Dexter)

A pussy ass nigga wear hoola-hoop (wait)
I pint sit call it Rocket (Lil Rocket)
Run in your house tell em’ drop it

Sippin’ that wock fill my heart (ou)
Run in your house tell em’ drop it

Jay 305 – Yuck It Up (Uncensored)

Not you on yo knees / gone head / fuck it up (5x)
Left Cheek / Right cheek /Gone head / Fuck it up
AOD, Kod, magic city , Stadium/ stacks on me/ 26 inch weave oh baby wuz hannin/ I can see yo nipple ring /
[Hook]
Both Hands /on your knees/ Gone Head / Fuck it up
Left Cheek / Right cheek /Gone head / Fuck it up
Not you but her / come here / Fuck it up
[Hook]
Tongue out / oowww
Thigh tat / pussy fat/ I like that / ohh
Left Cheek / Right cheek /Gone head / Fuck it up
[Hook]
Oooh you nasty/ pussy poppin / I like it sloppy/ oooh you classy/ ooooh I’m daddy/ Play house in yo mouth/ I like it freaky / stick it out / ooooowwww

I like that / fuck it up (5x)
All the / Bad bitches / in the city / they know me
I like that / fuck it up 5x
Both Hands /on your knees/ Gone Head / Fuck it up
Both hands on yo knees Ooowww
I seen yo instagram page / I had to follow you…You heard that my dick game is crazy / Dr.D With the ladies/ I see you ridin Mercedes & baby/ ya bomb
Tongue out / oowww I like that / fuck it up (5x)
Want me/ they owe me/ gone head/ Fuck it up

Look at that / I want that / Gimmie that Ah/ oh / ah/ yea / Look I made this song for you baby/ I’m comin after you/
Tongue out / oowww
Both Hands /on your knees/ Gone Head / Fuck it up

Not you on yo knees / gone head / fuck it up (5x)
Work that/ twerk that/ throw it back/ ooohh
Both hands on yo knees Ooowww
[Verse 2]
Not you but her / come here / Fuck it up
Both hands on yo knees Ooowww
Not you on yo knees / gone head / fuck it up (5x)
[Verse 1]
Not you but her / come here / Fuck it up

Blac Youngsta – Illuminati Intro

I know i did a lot of bad things i had to take care of my children
Swear to god I ain’t gone pay attention to no haters
Gone let me know girl
Oh, you gotta man up out here nigga
And you see the pain I be going through
I just wanna hang out the sunroof
I done seen so many real niggas die
I swear to god, I cross my heart
Oh, Lord can you forgive me, Oh lord i know you hear me
They don’t wanna know what I wanna go and do
Runna B know I miss you brother know I never ever wanna forget you brother
I was gone get kicked out if i didn’t pay my landlord
Seen a lot of fake real niggas switch sides
Got the phone call I was heading home
I already killed your killer baby brother
I swear to god
If you ain’t gangsta better get the fuck from out here nigga
Lost a lot of friends, I miss my dawgs
I could’ve told my big cousin not to slide
Seen so many real niggas cry
When i got shot i could’ve never fight, I could’ve died
Lord know I hate that nigga killed you brother
Is your big Glock 27 30 round clip tucked out here nigga
Fuck with me ima let them killers come through nigga fuck them bitches ima let my lil niggas run through them bitches
You know what I’m saying i just wish i would’ve told craig like it ain’t even worth it fuck that shit homie

Lord knows I hate that bullet hit you brother
Even though I live like a boss, I don’t really feel like a boss
All these friends I done lost, all these cars, all these houses, all these jewels I done bought, but it still feel like I lost
My fingers ain’t crossed (no no no) No
Tried to take my stripes, Almost lost my life
I don’t know what the fuck i was thinking
Motherfuckers you been with all your life you know. The lifestyle, the streets, the bitches, the drug dealing, the shootouts, gangbanging and shit you know I had to stop that shit you know. And you know this is the toughest thing to sacrifice. And if you ever had to sacrifice something (Welcome to Illuminati) Thank God
That’s on my life, that’s on my life baby
I know you understand lord what it take to be a man lord
I swear to god, I talk to god every night
They just see me acting out in public
Run your bands up out here nigga
I had to sacrifice a lot of friendships And I name this project Illuminati because I felt like I sacrificed a lot of shit to get here.
Is you on your knees, is you sucking dick is standing up out here nigga
[Outro]
[Verse 1]
Watch my lil brothers struggle, fighting for his life
[Intro]
I just wanna have a conversation with them
Is you gone stay down and hold me down girl
I just wanna let go a gun or two
Without that
I could’ve told my brother i love him before he died
I swear to god, Swear to god I ain’t gone let no lil nigga play me
I swear to god (Gang Gang)
I rep them three letters C-M-G How you doing ladies and gentlemen. I go by the name of Blac Yougsta.
I just wanna kill your killers son too
I just wanna tell em I done made it nigga
I miss my dawg, I pour my hear every night
I just wanna tell em how they babies living
I just wanna tell em how these niggas hating
I be shedding tears in that foreign coupe
Know I’m with you brother bought some shoes for you fore you died and I know they fit you brother
They don’t really know how I’m stressed out

Rest in pea- Rest in peace Runna B I love you to death
A lot of family members
Talk to my niggas every night man I wish they was here just to talk
Swear to god ima buy mama that new Mercedes
If i go to jail right now would you bail me out girl
If you stay loyal, ill make you wife baby
Tried to rob him thought he had some money on him but my brother only had a cell phone
Seen a lot of things, Codeine fiends
I could’ve never made it off that flight
These niggas killed my brother he was dead wrong
If i go to hell right now would meet me out there
But they never know what I’m going through

XXXTENTACION – Slipknot

Hard to participate in
So if alive or in the dirt
I’m not self-aware, I’m misled, I’m a hypocrite like the rest
My soul rise to the sky, made of abyss
Fuck your settlement, let’s settle this now

They look around confused like they ain’t figure it out
If I had to test my worth, I’ll show you heaven on this earth
Members only…Volume, Volume 3
I won’t be dead, misled, ahead, I never break uh
Don’t know what’s next for me but
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
I’m sorry mama, I didn’t mean to fucking hurt you
I swear to God, you’ll be my first priority
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not

The pain that was never announced, we singin’ it out
[Outro: Killstation]
I won’t be dead, misled, ahead, I never break uh
My mind drift to a place, where the devil lives
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
Natural instances, it is

You try to erase, memories will fade
I will kill myself if it benefit all of my fucking friends
We cherish them now
[Hook: Xxxtentacion]
With the evidence, that I made with the elements
State of perception, it’s been
[Hook: Xxxtentacion]
Due to my history, I
[Verse 2: Kin$oul]
Lost in the pessimistic
Keep my composure, fuck over anyone next to me
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
Before the hurt, that mean for better or for worse I said
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
If I had to test my worth, I’ll show you heaven on this earth
So if alive or in the dirt
If dean detriment told me love was for negligent
Through the soulless pit, I never slip, I get a grip

I swear to God, you’ll be my first priority
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
[Verse 1: Xxxtentacion]
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
Before the hurt, that mean for better or for worse I said
I didn’t mean to fucking hurt you
[Intro]
Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
I won’t be dead, misled, ahead, I never break uh
We tearing it down, we make these incredible sounds
I won’t be dead, misled, ahead, I never break uh
Motherfuckers that can’t seem to keep wearin’ their head

Won’t fall my nigga, I slip not
Oh you can’t run away from everything you made

$UICIDEBOY$ – Pictures (feat. Maxo Kream)

[VERSE 2: LIL REMAINS]

Fuckin’ wit yo bitch she keep on sendin’ me all type of pictures
Devil tells me no
T-shirt with your picture
Screenshots posted when I’m scrollin’ Insta
Koopsta Knicca told me do it so I could not say no to him
Joysticks like Nintendo since you niggas think that it’s a game
Hit it twice and pass it back
You ain’t shoot shit

Pass it to the mirror
Blow like tissue, smoke like swisher
I’ll be smokin till I get blisters
44 nickel hit ya, hollow split ya
Fuck an open casket
Those I want to die
Glock to my temple
Actavis come get your issue
You just takin’ pictures
You steady postin’ with that burner
Spill some act
I am anti-christ
Walking over dead who’s full of lead
Your saviour
Jukin’ and dodgin’ all these unzipped zippers
[VERSE 3: MAXO KREAM]
How many times I said it that I want to go
Call of Duty tactics with that plastic, stretch you like elastic
Flip’em like gymnastics, acrobatic
I don’t trust no hoe
Creep at night
Smoke a sac
Gram in the Wood
Got a tombstone fuck a plaque
Posted with the blunt and I don’t need to take no fuckin’ pictures
Lullabys I’m singing with blood coming down my eyes
The god in flesh tonight
I don’t give a fuck bout who is wit you, who you know, and what you did
We can’t find you, shoot your sister
I had to kill him in my torture chamber, yeah
Been a duck
2 23s through window, Trigger Maxo bitch you know my name
[VERSE 1: YUNG OOZE]
No no no no
Look for homicide
Pull up to your residential

Troy Ave – Never Switch (Nupac Album)

You said I had no paper hater yeah you wish

"Yo remember that shit I gave you?
Even if you had a draco it’ll be no shot
Where I go shit always be equipped with hoops
Niggas do not be 100. I used to start niggas off wit 100 but now I got no faith in them. They don’t even be 85 They don’t make no sense, they always let you the fuck down. Ay, all you niggas coming round me I’m starting you off on fucking 0.
I kept it gang gang and I didn’t switch
I came in this game rich you had no guap
I kept it gang gang and I didn’t switch
See my mind fam get it, gettin’ rich
I kept it gang gang and I didn’t switch
[Intro]
I’m a certified Billy you had no blocks
I’m in the game you on the bench riding all that wood
You said I had no paper hater yeah you wish
On the road to riches sliding in the coupe
You give a nigga some shit
You go from looking out for a nigga to now you got to look for ’em
You get there nigga give you all type of story
[Hook]
I’m doing the MC hammer dance while I’m touching bands
[Outro]
I’m never fallin’ see me ballin’ baby swish
I’m never fallin’ see me ballin’ baby swish
See my mind fam get it, gettin’ rich

Mo’fuckers always looking for a handout
I’m a baller gaterade my favorite juice
You said I had no paper hater yeah you wish
I’m never fallin’ see me ballin’ baby swish
[Hook]

See my mind fam get it, gettin’ rich
Keep the pans you niggas can’t even touch my hands
Just because we are related that don’t make you fam
You said I had no paper hater yeah you wish
"Ite cool"
Don’t count on me for favors cause it’s getting boring
"Yeah baby come through I got that no problem"
[Verse 1]
But the new shit the way they front
Yeah you know I had to go here and then you know I had to pay this and then you know I had a little bitch the other night
Dope boy troy, nigga word, word
I be like "Ay nigga you short, go get the rest"
Every time I get the money back I call it scoring
You said I had no paper hater yeah you wish
Facts about me, word
You said I had no paper hater yeah you wish
And you got no shots
See my mind fam get it, gettin’ rich
Niggas want me dead or worse broke in the hood
I’m never fallin’ see me ballin’ baby swish
Nigga that’s a motherfucking handout
[Verse 2]

Only ones I’m showing love to is my fans
I be whipping, I be dipping, I be in my foreign
I fucked your bitch and on the way I ain’t say oops
[Hook]
See my mind fam get it, gettin’ rich
"You ready for me to come pick that up?"
See my mind fam get it, gettin’ rich
Man I’m not fronting these fronting ass niggas, no more
I’m never fallin’ see me ballin’ baby swish
I’m never fallin’ see me ballin’ baby swish
I kept it gang gang and I didn’t switch

Kept it gang gang and I didn’t switch
Be like "I ain’t looking for no handout I’m looking to work for mine whatever you got, put me on"
Get some money, quit the chirping for I get you gone
Hater-ade what you sipping on
I kept it gang gang and I didn’t switch
I need help nigga, matter of fact I need help helping myself
I go from looking out for ’em to looking for ’em
I kept it gang gang and I didn’t switch

Talib Kweli & Styles P – Poets And Gangstas (The Seven Album)

No-one know nothin’, still in awe, I’m a know-it-all
There’s no games like Atari, cause we not playin’ with niggas
I’ll embarrass them

No I ain’t talkin’ Sundays on South Beach
Firewater got them feening like alkies
Wanna chat with ghost fuck a Ouija

They prayin’ cause the bars is godly
Know I kill these rappers, fuck if I know ’em y’all
[Verse 2: Styles P]
These dark streets blacker than the color of charred beef
With deep soul, deep brain wave and an ice heart
I’m talkin’ some days the fridge is empty as the shelves in Bodegas that only sell weed, coke and cigars with the flavors
I rap to my heart beat
There’s no games like Atari, cause we not playin’ with niggas
[Verse 4: Styles P]
It’s no games like Serani, cause we not playin’ with niggas
Armageddon and Venom here
I got the ghost as a quarterback, he throw it to me
Understanding me?
Only board you need is the engineer’s

The dark meat falling off like the flesh of a zombie
Now that’s that shit that you ain’t know that you need
I got the ghost as a quarterback, he throw it to me
Yeah I drop science of writing in Orion

Welcome to the conscious of the nation on hard beats
Pain bringer to families
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Now that’s that shit that you ain’t know that you need
‘Cause most these rappers is mouthy
(Niggas) sell their souls to Mephistopheles
The streets need a mouthpiece
Keepin’ time as my feet hit the concrete
[Intro]
Lyrical warfare dies if you send ’em here
[Hook: Talib Kweli]
The gangstas and the poets, yeah we know what it be
Protocol call all the pros that be flowin’
[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
You should get away if ever the fight start
Just a fan to me, standin’ right under the Kweli canopy
MC graveyard the lyrical pallbearer [?]
How you, possibly stoppin’ me when you flow so sloppily?
Egyptology the philosophy, fuck Socrates
It’s no games like Serani, cause we not playin’ with niggas
Snatch it back and peel out like a car thief

Now that’s that shit that you ain’t know that you need
Grow somethin’, smoke somethin’ cause we rolling the trees
[Hook: Talib Kweli]
The Seven knows that nothing is exactly as it seems and that reality is often hidden behind illusions The number 7 is the seeker, the thinker, the searcher of truth. The Seven doesn’t take anything at face value, it is always trying to understand the underlying hidden truth.
I’m rocking with Styles P, the ghost
It’s no games like Serani, cause we not playin’ with niggas
As far as the neighbors, we at each others throats for the paper
Or maybe the angels, maybe a few demons
On the ride with God but he letting me co-pilot
[Hook: Talib Kweli]
Now that’s that shit that you ain’t know that you need
Now that’s that shit that you ain’t know that you need
Rappers, try to copy me just to prove they a man to me
My niggas is just trying to live
Get the weed in the paper and watch how the flight start but
(it’s nice here)
This freedom, that they dangle in front of us like some car keys

Architect the anarchy, insanity
Channel my ancestors when doing my deep breathin’
Grow somethin’, smoke somethin’ cause we rolling the trees
They gon’ throw the peace sign but bet you they put the horns to me
The gangstas and the poets, yeah we know what it be
Jet until I die if you ever to profile him
There’s no games like Atari, cause we not playin’ with niggas
Plantin’ these fields of reality, we sowin’ the seeds
The government gangster so people put they hope in a savior, nope
I’m sharper than shark’s teeth
The light from the darkness giving the mic spark
Humble but I’m feignin’ in vanity
Ghost and Kweli this is MC glowing y’all
That boy is a rapper, he dead
Rollin’ down my lane like a bowling ball
Plantin’ these fields of reality, we sowin’ the seeds
The gangstas and the poets, yeah we know what it be
One love but first blood drawer to get it drawn from me
Grow somethin’, smoke somethin’ cause we rolling the trees
I got the ghost as a quarterback, he throw it to me
These culture vultures claim they like rap but be acting like Sean Hannity understanding me?
If I’m there I bet you the Lord hear us
Protected from ego and vanity
Plantin’ these fields of reality, we sowin’ the seeds
Fuck the fourth estate, cause the devil got a monopoly
Now that’s that shit that you ain’t know that you need
I’m a black star like Marcus Garvey

Talib Kweli & Styles P – Brown Guys (The Seven Album)

Racism make you sayin’ and I shoulda have your man
Now if my color make you hate me then I hope you go blind
You say you’re hating based on race, huh
Fucked up, too
Nigga please, you see that white boy, that’s a nigga b
I am a brown guy
Travel ’round the would with the name of a Muslim man
A dickface, you a dickhead
They think they know the hood cause they seen The Wire, the good seasons
This ain’t a TV show, nigga
But we paint it to be good
People who don’t believe in god kill all the time
And can’t see what your children do
Extremism is ugly no matter what or where
We switch it up, you see the gods mix it up like a DJ
Cops will kill me but I doubt that they kill ’em too
This is big city talk that we spreadin’ worldwide
The downside is niggas get their spinal cord shattered in police vans
This ain’t a stab or a jab
That’s why you’re hidin’ on the Internet
The Bible more violent than the Quran, you see what’s in there?
And what you gonna to with all the people from a mixed race
But they don’t show themselves without a good reason
But all them white boys blowin’ weed they some niggas too
Now there are some up- and some downsides
I judge a man by his actions and by his enemies
America is a sick place (you know)
The difference is they got white privileges
And that you’re colorblind and you like Hip-Hop
[Bridge]
But I’m feeling kinda mad they ain’t treated like a villain too
Life of a brown guy
Ain’t no belief system got a monopoly on all the crime
But don’t call me nigga, please
And he motherfucking chilling too

Styles P, Talib Kweli, The Seven
Nigga ain’t a color, it’s a mindstate, you diggin’ me?
That’s why the Hindus and the Sikhs being abused by Islamophobes
I ain’t a Muslim but my friends is
Sittin’ there with the sick face
Like that’s some kind of call like you can’t get punched in the face, huh
I don’t need your sympathy
‘Cause all that ‘Nigga’-shit you’re writin’ will probably get you fired, yeah
His weed is good as mine, his gun bigger than mine
Maybe not, I get it tho
[Verse 1: Styles P]
But you would feel like I feel if you had black children too
[Verse 2: Talib Kweli]

I don’t need your empathy your opinion is not required here
Now that sound kinda harsh
Grew up Christian now I’m sorta spiritual I know it’s cliché
I see colors in the music
Coming from a humble nigga coming out a poor hood, ghost

Talib Kweli & Styles P – Nine Point Five (feat. Sheek Louch, Jadakiss & Niko Is) (The Seven Album)

Cause like my man Chaz Van, eh the vibes don’t lie
Ghost, but you see some Ali in his eyes
[Verse 4: Styles P]
We some real muthafuckas on the rise
Fabricating on your Instagram, listen fam you a king
We gon’ kill ‘em lyrically, what he bring his weapons for?
Songs I sing is prophesized, modern day Haile Selassie
I ain’t just writing for it, I’m out here fighting for it
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
The rich give a fuck about cheap talk
It’s deep talk or street talk
‘Cause we just get all out of character and throw some chairs
Justice is what love look like in public
But educated guesses beat wild assumptions
Mom’s chillin’ watching over me, no more cries
We plundered and we wonder why the planet hot
[Verse 3: Jadakiss]
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
Then meet us on the Seven tour
Lyrically, you gon’ get this picture like a Kodak
We some real muthafuckas on the rise

We some real muthafuckas on the rise
Cause information make it harder for us to follow discussions
Shining, see the silver lining in the sky
Get an uncomfortable feeling every time I hear “Planet Rock”
Man, get your hands up in the sky, wave ‘em from side to side
You start demanding justice
Stand up, hands up close to the skies
Telling me lies, ain’t nothing about you moving no pies
Ego, the feeble will always make the stride to take the strong out
Bulldoze the granite at Standing Rock
Contemplating, I be hating how we coming up short
Under pressure but over the lies
I believe in God, but [?]
That’s the best way to keep everybody blind
Right now I ain’t got no more tries
‘Bout to shake the world up on a nine-point-five
‘Bout to shake the world up on a nine-point-five
Coke bars singing young papi
We planting seeds for the trees, we need to breathe on the planet
On a highway to hell, learn how to swerve fear
When the truth is in the building all these lives gon’ die
Stand up, hands up close to the skies
Me and Kweli on the rise
No more tears, right now no more years
Now when I talk about vibe, what I mean is organic
Under pressure but over the lies
Under pressure but over the lies
What he feelin’ threatened for?
Information lead to knowledge, knowledge lead to wisdom
Seventh sense, I got my sixth sense in third gear
Get the hemp paper, tear the leaf off
Made in God’s image but tell me do God lie?
Stand up, hands up close to the skies
You’re deceiving, is it racism in the sky?
I tell you this, Hip Hop ain’t as dead as it looks
Still wavy Rolex on, bitch calling me cute

It’s war talk or it’s peace talk
‘Bout to shake the world up on a nine-point-five
Stand up, hands up close to the skies
This Marco Polo off the Richter, man it’s 9.5
Learn to be peaceful, dealt my own pride
Hands up, stand up, what you think we reppin’ for?

Made in His image, are we worshipping the man or not?
Disappointed in the leadership, hand to God
Hands up for some real niggas, when I rise, you rise
Filling up court, my skin pigment new black thought
You make the earth quake, shakin’ to death like fault line
Know hard work, took the long route
Tell your favorite emcee to make a few more rhymes
[Hook: NIKO IS]
[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
This is Satan’s house but we plannin’ to break the lease off

Under pressure but over the lies
That’s why the light ain’t too bright but the road look clear
But the love is too genuine and wholesome here
And I could do it two more times
Now, who want this four-pound of knowledge I shoot?
[Hook: NIKO IS]

I don’t ride waves cause I’m my own tide
We some real muthafuckas on the rise
Cause I’m twenty years plus, still killin’ it right
Or matter of fact, a few more times
Yea, personally I got my bread as a crook
There’s room in the bed, either at the head or the foot
The wolves give a fuck about sheep talk
Spoke like you woke but you actin’ all sleep dog
Pressure bust pipes but it still make diamonds
You won’t hear a tear drop when a young child cries
How figuring angles, ways to knock the beast off
But faith in only evidence of things I’ve seen
Eventually they burn us out and tell us “go somewhere”
We some real muthafuckas, don’t you know that?
Indeed we really take the planet for granted
Evidence is more than the images the cameras shot
‘Bout to shake the world up on a nine-point-five
Wisdom lead to understanding, once you have all that
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
But once I finish with the work I dip my head in a book
But you carry yourself way too weak
We some real muthafuckas on the rise
And we could throw a million protests, no one cares
Yea I got my third eye, wish I had my third ear
Naw, diversions to cover up the lies
You follow blind faith it make you seem unclean

Talib Kweli & Styles P – In The Field (The Seven Album)

I be in the field, I be in the field (house nigga)
We veto that phony shit and block it like a bill
If we ain’t got freedom, we ain’t got free will
I be in the field, I be in the field (house nigga)
But sayin’ shit like if you die make sure you got on clean drawers
But he signed a dark act middle finger to the law

The reptilians hid the truth about the pyramids, damn
But people should run the government
We movin’ weight it’s a mistake to get money and make it free
Every breath that we take is a threat, they pissed off

If we ain’t got freedom, we ain’t got free will
If we ain’t got freedom, we ain’t got free will
That was that house negro in those days he was called a house nigga and that’s what we call them today cause we still got some house niggas running around here
I ain’t no house nigga, I be in the field, I be in the field, I be in the field
[Outro: Malcolm X]
With the ghost, too confident to be cocky to keep it real
I ain’t no house nigga, I be in the field, I be in the field, I be in the field
My mother scared for us, prepared for the loss
Been this way since in the fields picking sugar or coffee nigga
I be in the field, I be in the field
But I ain’t a slave, I’m a king and that’s real
I’m thinkin’ what will that change?
But I ain’t a slave, I’m a king and that’s real
I ain’t no house nigga, I be in the field, I be in the field, I be in the field

I be in the field, I be in the field (house nigga)
If you a felon you a slave, remember the thirteenth, nigga
If we alive we get put in the system and get lost
Ain’t no profitin’ over criminalizin’ white dudes
The jail’s the plantation they spread it across the land
Get sick and try to see this little picture I draw
So why we never hear white on white on the nightly news?
Yeah it’s black on black crime but it’s blue on black crime
They’ll lock up Jesus when they see wooly hair and burnt feet
I ain’t go to Harvard or Yale, I went to jail
If big industry money pays for campaigns (think about it)
It ain’t on water, but I know who’s steerin’ it
[Hook]
[Hook: Styles P & Talib Kweli]
The day of reckonin’ is when the sleep wakes up
Life is a bitch, America is a whore
I thought Barack could have been a spook who sat by the door
[Verse 1: Styles P]
I ain’t no house nigga, I be in the field, I be in the field, I be in the field
[Verse 4: Talib Kweli]

Probably with the steel now they got me on the wheel
But I ain’t a slave, I’m a king and that’s real

My genetics is kinetic, the devil is a lie
Ghost these rappers ain’t better tellin’ tales so tall
There was two kind of slaves, there was the house negro and the field negro, the house negro they lived in the house, with master
Niggas that you thought was official is fallin’ off
I ain’t no house nigga, I be in the field, I be in the field, I be in the field
Poverty breeds criminals but watch what you call me
A whole industry of employees pretendin’ that they the boss
[Hook: Styles P & Talib Kweli]
I know the 1 percenters lovin’ that the gov run the people
I ain’t no house nigga, I be in the field, I be in the field, I be in the field
You already half-dead from the food that’s in the stores
Police killin’ the brown man and doing no time
I ain’t no house nigga, I be in the field

[Verse 3: Styles P]
[Intro: Malcolm X]
But hold a horse that’s pale, and the slave ship sails
I’m a field negro, just as the slave master of that day used Tom, the house negro, to keep the field negroes in check the same old slave master today has negroes who are nothing but modern Uncle Tom’s to keep you and me in check, keep us passive and peaceful
The judge is a Nazi, but he ain’t in the Klan
So you sit there and cause you got all that Novocaine in your jaw you suffer, peacefully It’s like when you go to the dentist and the man is gon’ take your tooth. you gon’ bite him when he start pulling, so they squirt some stuff in your jaw called Novocaine to make you think they not doing anything to you.
Yeah there’s black on black crime
And the 99 percenters can really cake up
When you adjust for population all the numbers they align
But there’s white on white crime

I be in the field, I be in the field
But I wouldn’t be surprised if they killed me on tour
Because if I’m a criminal what about bankers on Wall Street?
His agenda is pathetic
Whether Bobby by the pound, or Whitney by the ki
You can have a gun but need bullets to go to war
Now I gotta get a foreign plan to eat raw
[Verse 2: Talib Kweli]
I be in the field, I be in the field
The house negro if master said we got a good house here the house negro said "yeah we got a good house here" whenever the master said we you said we that’s how you can tell a house negro if the master got sick the house negro will say "whats the matter boss, we sick?" We sick!?!
Or the fast food industry that be feeding us horse meat?
Shit ain’t been the same since the ’95 Source

Talib Kweli & Styles P – Last Ones (The Seven Album)

Paint it like I’m JJ, for real I’m not for play play
I’m smashin’ ’em if you askin’ ’em what’s happenin’ and they say
(Last ones, left right)
A spark like a melee, feelings I don’t placate
Ironic, I really ran with the wolves at G high
(Last ones, left right)
[Verse 2: Styles P]
All my street homies crazy I’m the last one right
(Last ones, left right)
I’m a giant like Andre Who’s the entree?
These elite rhymes, prayers and peace signs

High and in the cloud, I should put it in the air for you
Sound like some old "catch me on payday" type niggas who like to get missin’
You just an appetizer, weak rapper in harm’s way
MCs on the dinner menu and I ain’t ate shit

‘Bout peace but I’ma grab my mask tonight
Give a fuck what Michael Jackson and Paul McCartney say say say

Stare in the abyss and the Leviathan (oh yea)
(Last ones)
O-K-K, like Lil Scrappy but pay attention to what they say
All my street homies crazy I’m the last one right
(Last ones, left right)

But that’s what happens when you rappin’ on a [?] depth
Can’t be scared to take a loss if you tryin’ to win
(What’s Happenin’?)
You ain’t hearing me, higher power preparing me

Staring at the air, fled the joint, hope the beast died
I’m original, you a re-run, Dwayne hey hey hey
Do the rise got my squad information like what bae say
[Hook: Talib Kweli & Styles P]
Fuck the KKK, respect the family, me and you got a play date
All my rap friends went crazy I’m the last one left
Playing hide and seek with my sleep, where did he hide?
Man standin’, I’ma be the last one right
I seen my brother you got to be more specific when you say bae
I rhyme wicked, I sit still, my mind vivid
Icy ass road, no brakes let the Jeep slide
(Last ones, left right)
Pump fake the snakes and the rats and the swine with ’em
(What’s up, what’s happenin, what’s up?)
[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
All my rap friends went crazy I’m the last one left
Or the stick you use for measurin’, way too sick for medicine
All my street homies crazy I’m the last one right
[Hook: Talib Kweli & Styles P]
Put nine minutes to the casket, you bastards
Hatin’ cocksuckers hope I see the flash one night
Oh, that with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever
All my street homies crazy I’m the last one right
Major Keys like Khaled (it’s accurate)
Oh, that they were inscribed in a book
To have a higher power in rap for transparency
These haters prayin’ they can celebrate the last one’s death
I never chat shit
All my rap friends went crazy I’m the last one left
If I work then I get paid, they whip them slaves like the nae nae
I’ll send you to hell and Satan will be your playmate
All my rap friends went crazy I’m the last one left
The flow bat-shit, it’s major league
Hip-hop on my shoulders like the demons or the sheriff
Oh, that my words were written
You say a prayer for the dying men
All my street homies crazy I’m the last one right
Analyze the times and all of the signs with it

Whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable
(What’s Happenin’?)
(Last ones, left right)
Think about these things
(Yeah)
All my rap friends went crazy I’m the last one left
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
(Last ones, left right)
With this weapon I’s rhymin’, I’m an assassin
Smoke watch stars and go on the line with ’em, ghost
I can make Dr. Strange brain look basic
If there is any excellence, if there is anything worth of praise
[Verse 4: Styles P]
Recognize greatness, tenacious

None of them niggas in my class that couldn’t pass one test
Recognize a dime when you pass it
(Last ones, left right)
Gracious, mark of design, the new Matrix
Looking for that pleasure but you findin’ sin
Popular, hook philosopher since knee high
Nah, pay what you want (cough it up), but you ain’t the homie, now you don’t know me
Whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just
I’m clear to you, I’m here with you
[Outro]

Cold War Kids – Love Is Mystical (La Divine Album)

Cause I’m a rational man
[Pre-Chorus 2]
[Chorus 1]
Living life with no need for the brakes
On my mental state

[Chorus 1]
It’s calling out your name
To believe again
But I don’t know where to stand
And when my knees won’t shake
[Verse 2]
Cause I’m a red blooded man
And you might be afraid
[Chorus 2]
Love will break the chains

And the words reveal the same
If the words are true
When I can’t see behind the sun (I can’t see behind the sun)
And you might be afraid
Love is mystical
Something happens when I lean on my mistakes
Something happens when I lean on my mistakes
It’s either hell or high water
Light in darkness will show you the way
Oh, can’t you hear the future is calling
Living life with no need for the brakes
Give you the power to believe again
I’ll drink to find inspiration
You might feel invincible
Is coming to meet me now
Love is mystical
And I lower the stakes

I lift my hands to the sky

I come alive when I don’t even think

Let’s get outta this place
Give you the power to believe again

Give you the power to believe again
Give you the power to believe again
And I can see how far I’ve come (I can see how far I’ve come)
And I lower the stakes, oh yeah
An empty space between my lungs
You might feel invincible
I feel your skeptical eyes
[Outro]
Light in darkness will show you the way
A supernatural plan
[Verse 1]
Do you feel the same?
For heaven’s sake
And I lower the stakes, oh yeah
Give you the power to believe again
Light in darkness will show you the way
Love is mystical
And when my heart won’t break

Love is irresistible
Give you the power to believe again
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Give you the power to believe again
Or who’s coming to meet me now

To believe again
[Bridge]
Love will break the chains

Cold War Kids – Can We Hang On? (La Divine Album)

I’d be bored to death
[Bridge]
I’ve come here nine times asking you do not make it ten

And we broke it off
I know that we’ll be alright
Back then we were obsessed
If I’d gone off, and you caved in
Can we hang on?
Tell me I’m wrong
Could you be mine forever just in case it exists?
I’ll think about tomorrow
Do we get better with time?
If you’re dying to live
Looking back to the start
[Chorus 1]
I think about the old days

If you want to know the secret, hang on

If you want to know the secret, hang on
If one of us had walked
[Post-Chorus]
Can we hang on?
[Verse 2]
Apologize, I’m laying down my ego to rest
[Post-Chorus]
Can we hang on?
I’m looking to you always
[Chorus 3]
This box of pictures tells a story
[Outro]
You can find it
Even though we’re like ships in the night
Can we hang on?

This could’ve gone either way
What we’ve been through to survive
Can we be strong?
I’m peeling off all the armor that protected my skin
Can we hang on?
If you want to know the secret, hang on
You can find it
You can find it
If you’re dying to live
I’m looking to you always
Can we hang on?
And I can barely recognize us

Do we get better with time?

What we’ve been through to survive
Can we hang on?
Can we cut out this madness and get back to the best?
But we cannot stay forever young and out of our heads
Can we hang on?
Can we hang on?
Tell me I’m wrong
We follow the same guiding light
Out of our heads
I’d be lost
I’d be chasing some broke down dream
Passing like ships in the night
If I can get through tonight
Don’t you go passing me by
When we fight, we forget
[Verse 1]

If you’re dying to live

Who we were when we met
Think about the old days
Can we hang on?
[Chorus 2]

Cold War Kids – So Tied Up (feat. Bishop Briggs) (La Divine Album)

(So, so, so, so tied up) We’ve been here before
[Verse 1]
[Chorus 1]

So, so, so, so tied up
So (so tied up)
What if in the end
Remember we said, it’d be like after the rain
And now you use confession as the proof
So tied up
So tied up
[Verse 3]
Do what you have to do
[Chorus 1]
So (so tied up)
I’m self absorbed and you’re superficial
You want something more
So (so tied up)
Lover, best friend, my worst enemy

You dare me to step up and challenge you
You still got champagne running through your veins
You know I won’t let you get away
So, so, so tied up
Lover, best friend, my worst enemy
Being true to yourself could never be enough
[Chorus 2]
You threw me a rope
But you cannot forget
[Bridge]
Go ahead and act the fool
And no one ever wins
You can’t cut me loose until you show me
Neither one of us can stand to lose
So tied up
Stand to lose
I told you the truth about the old me
[Outro]
(So, so, so tied up) I tried to let go
[Verse 2]
So tied up
I get you to swerve out of the fast lane
We’ve been here before
[Pre Chorus 1]

We’ve been here before
We wound each other up
You know I won’t let you get away
Lover, best friend, my worst enemy
Opposites attract
So, so, so tied up

I’m so (so tied up)

So, so, so, so tied up
They never said that love is a twisted game
You want something more
You want so bad to forgive
You know I won’t let you get away
[Pre Chorus 2]
Washes away our sins

Cold War Kids – Restless (La Divine Album)

I’ll hurry (restless) back
Now you’re wired then you’re tired
There is never a break
Overcome a lifetime, every day
Will you meet me

No, we can’t help it
We’re always restless
When the credits roll down slow
Everything good comes back to me
Run around in circles
To you
No, we can’t help it
[Verse 2]
We already know the ending
[Chorus]
What time is it now where you are?
Run around in circles
You ruin it when you ask why
No, we can’t help it
We’re always restless
I’ll hurry back (restless)
We’re always restless
I feel restless
No, we can’t help it
I’ll hurry back
We’re supposed to settle down
[Outro]
[Bridge]
Nothing hurts us
[Verse 1]
Every mountain you climb takes you further away
We’re looking at the same star
Try to keep it all up in the air
You only come alive at the thrill of the chase
Overcome a lifetime, every day
Every mountain you climb takes you further away
I’ll hurry back

Overcome a lifetime, every day
[Chorus]
There is never a break

It seems like wherever you are
No, we can’t help it
How we ever got this far
We’re always restless
We follow beats with different drums
You know it’s not that I don’t care
Without our feet touching the ground
It is a talent staying young
In the middle?
You only come alive at the thrill of the chase

(Restless, restless, I feel restless)
Walk through fire
Is just a better place to be
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Every mountain you climb takes you further away
People wonder, people talk
I’ll hurry back
No, we can’t help it
Restless, restless
[Chorus]
[Pre-Chorus 1]
So why you think we both
I’ll hurry back

So why you think we both
(I feel) I’ll hurry (restless) back

We’re always restless
Now you’re wired then you’re tired
I’ll hurry back
There is never a break
You only come alive at the thrill of the chase

I’ll hurry back
Now you’re wired then you’re tired
I don’t get jealous, I get free
We’re always restless

Cold War Kids – La River (La Divine Album)

But you don’t know anyone
Come on, come on, come on
I know it’s familiar
Why you wanna stay in New York
On the LA river
On the LA river
On the LA river
And you can’t find the right chord
But tell me why you wanna stay in New York
On the LA river
On the LA river

Cold War Kids – No Reason To Run (La Divine Album)

Woke like a lightbulb clicked in my brain
[Chorus]
(When did I feel it?) When did I feel it?
I am defeated
How did I know that you were the one?
[Verse 2]
So in love, so alive
I’m like a cro-magnon walking out of my cave
I’m not gonna come undone
When did I feel it?
What if I lose control?
Have you ever felt so authentic?

Stay by my side
How did I know that you were the one?
Freedom is overrated
Laying all day in the sun

It’s not a question of whether I will fall, it’s how hard I hit the floor
I am changed, yeah I have changed
I wanna be part of the movement
[Chorus]
Somebody sign me up
Like you belong in the club
Stay by my side
I got no reason to run, no reason to run
[Bridge]

No reason to run
What if all my decisions are fear based?
I got no reason to run
When did I feel it?
Stay by my side
I have evolved like a fish growing legs
No reason to run
Stay by my side
No, no reason to run
[Outro]
And I’m never gonna be the same

No reason to run
So in love, so alive
Fight the tears, yeah I’m okay
I got no reason to run, no reason to run
[Verse 1]
So in love, so alive

I’ve got to let this go
I got you
I’m asking for an intervention
So in love, so alive
I’ve tried to fly solo
No reason to run
I am defeated (I am defeated)
Don’t reminisce on glory days
I am defeated
No reason to run
[Chorus]
I got no reason to run, no reason to run
How did I know that you were the one?
Don’t wanna hear your prayers
No reason to run
I can’t lose my motivation
In the mirror I see my face