Punti intre suflete – Puya feat. Anastasia versuri

Facem punti intre suflete. Azi e bine, maine rau. Versuri Puya
Video suflete Nu exista copii rai doar parinti indiferenti
Timpul nu mai vine inapoi si tre’ sa fim atenti. Nu exista perfectiune,
NU tre’ sa-ti calce pe urme
Ce daca pasii lui il duc departe, in alta lume. Versuri-lyrics.info
Azi e bine, maine rau. Si trecem prin toate starile. O fac in felul meu, o fac pentru mineee. O fac in felul meu, o fac pentru mine. Azi e bine, maine rau. Si trecem prin toate starile. Facem punti intre suflete. Si trecem prin toate starile. In loc sa stai sa jignesti, mai bine stai si spune-i povesti. Facem punti intre suflete. Mai bine in loc sa lovesti, sa poti sa il sfatuiesti. N-au nevoie de matoi care sa tipe ca la razboi. O fac in felul meu, o fac pentru mine. Au nevoie de eroi, n-au nevoie de smardoi.
Si trecem prin toate starile. Dar acum imi traiesc zilele ca si cum ar fi primele. Azi e bine, maine rau. Intunecate gandurile, cum innegresc eu randurile. O fac in felul meu, o fac pentru mine. Am adunat gloriile, de la oameni ce-mi voiau binele. Facem punti intre suflete. De azi arunc armele, viata-i scurta si se duce repede. Versuri Puya – Punti intre suflete
Iti aduci aminte mama cum era odinioara, cand am ramas doar trei,
Singuri printre balauri si zmei. Doar eu si umbrele .. Si-am invatat regulile, pe cand bateam strazile. In toate scrisorile ce va poarta numele. Ma trezesc pierdut pe alei. Iti aduci aminte tata, cand ai plecat in goana,
Fara sa-ti pese de jucarii sau de prima zi de scoala.(punti intre suflete)
Pasii ma poarta pe unde vor ei. Departe de mine, departe de-ai mei.

A man – Travis Scott lyrics

Travis Scott lyrics
Video man People tryna say I’m only into me
Gotta code with my dawgs, can’t get in between
I can’t give them life, no more energy
Man, man, a maaan. Don’t know what’s in store
I’ve been dealing with these blessings that I can’t ignore (can’t ignore!)
Putting up the numbers, we ain’t keeping score
Man, man, a man
I get on the block with it on my side
Running in the house ‘fore it’s twelve o’clock (yeah!)
Yeah, the hood love me but you gotta watch
Man, man, a man (yeah!)
I just popped three, I don’t do sleep, yeah
Tryna shoot a scene, make a movie (straight up!)
We ‘gone fall thru, coming thru deep (it’s lit!)
Man, man, a man (yeah!)
Packed up from the South, moved into the West
Iced out logo on the cross, threw it on my neck, yeah
When I rep the set, gotta stay blessed, yeah
Man, man, a man. Spent ’bout sixty on the time, I can’t even lie
No way in, no way out, this s**t do or die
So I roll, when I roll, must be suicide
A man, man, man (yeah!)
I can’t rock Benz, I don’t do peace (yeah!)
I’ll beast, I’ll beast, I gotta eat (it’s lit!)
Sabertooth tiger, diamond two-teeth (straight up!)
Rocking right now, won’t you come peek (alright!)
P was outside, P was outside (P!)
The way that a*s shake, leave your mouth wide
You need to say grace ‘fore you say thanks (yeah!)
A man, man, man (yeah!) versuri-lyrics.info
What’s left in my life? Man, f*ck what it meant to me
Everybody tryna take that identity
Everybody around me turned to a fr-enemy
Sit back while I sip on the remedy
I cannot let it get into me
It’s playing a toll on me, mentallyyy.
Lyrics Travis Scott – A man
Yeah, like
Niggas be actin’ like act like
Ooooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Only dirty South gonna f*ck with this
You hear this s**t boy? f*cking up these stages
f*cking a girl up and you know how I rap
Throw this s**t up, nigga.(a man)
People tryna say I’m only into me
Got a code with my dawgs, can’t get in between
I can’t give them life, no more energy
Man, man, a man.

De la 3 – Kobe versuri

Băieţii-o să te recunoască dac-o să te vadă şi
La concerte să nu vii..te-aşteaptă o armata. Eşti doar un madafaka faci doi bani şi-o gumă mestecată
Ne tot spui că tu ştii care-i treaba-n stradă, blah.. M**e ţie şi celor ce cred că ce scuip tu e hot,
Fanii fraierilor ăştia au timpanul spart,
Ca gura ăstora de nu se-opresc din comentat. N-au cum să m-atingă, dau doar de la 3 ca Melo
Sunt Sherlock că ştiu ce-o să se întâmple cu o zi înainte
Târfa asta-i super cocky crede că mă minte
Da’ puştiu simte, puştiu înţelege, puștiu îi trimite
Un mesaj cu tot ce-avea în minte, sunt as în cuvinte. Versuri Kobe – De la 3
Sunt super cool cu viaţa mea, bro
24 din 24 doar în studio, bro
N-am timp de fraierii-ăştia…ăştia-s zero, fratelo! E groasă, tată, milioane de urechi atente
Eu doar îmi văd de treaba mea scriu, trag şi tac ca VD
Fac în viaţă reală ce tu nu faci nici pe PS,
Descarc tot adevăru-nfața mic-ului pe piese. N-ai tras cât am tras eu. Dă-mi un diss cu fraţii că pe tine clar te-am îngropat. Deţin controlu-asupra tot ce se întâmplă-n jurul meu
La tine-i mult prea greu, fraţi toarnă mereu
Pierzi în jocul meu, vrei în locul meu
Aici e Bernabeu, tu rămâi pe macadam, peleu. Ok.
Bro, nu v-am simţit niciodată..yo
Muzică voastră ciudată..yo
Vorbeşti de parcă eşti rege da io am coroana tatuată yo yo. Nu visez Lamborghini..nope
Party-uri şi fuste mini..nope
Piscine, târfe, bichini..nope
Vreau doar un pix şi-un martini
Şi am plecat să scriu în ce tu dansezi pe mese
Te-ai întrebat vreodată? Poate de-asta nu îţi iese
Sunt concentrat 100%, când dormiţi fac piese
Ăştia vor albumul? Mâncaţi-aş hatereala, hai să nu vorbim de sume
Că mă descurc de mic copil ca prin minune yo
Am făcut de toate că să pun mâna pe primii bani
Am stat în spate ştiind c-o să explodez în câţiva ani
Am dat noroc cu o grămadă de duşmani
Care vorbeau aiurea şi-acum se declară fani…M*IE!(de la 3)
Versuri Kobe
Video 3 Puştiu-i gata să livreze, yo
Ăştia-mi zic de mic că nu-s născut în locul potrivit,
Am însă-un super trip adus de-unde-am venit
Ştii, reprezint cartieru-n care-ăştia te fac mereu de lanţ
Scrii “asasinat în plină zi” pe Google, găseşti Piatră Neamţ. Dau dunk-uri după dunk-uri, joc cu 23 pe spate,
O ard ca Jordan 97 tu eşti tot undrafted
Rămâi în spate talent 0, pasiune
Eşti slab de ce zici că ai în spate 10 ani de hero. N-am zis că-s gangsta-n viaţă mea da’ am văzut destule…
Şi dac-am învăţat ceva, a fost să nu dau nume!

De unde altii cad – Samurai versuri

Minutele s-au scurs, secundele au zburat. Versuri Samurai
Video cad Eu pentru ce tot lupt, eu pentru ce tot trag. Eu te-am rugat frumos sa nu ma tii legat. Minutele s-au scurs, secundele au zburat. Eu stiu ca pot sa ajung acolo de unde altii cad. Eu pentru ce tot lupt, eu pentru ce tot trag? Eu te-am rugat frumos sa nu ma tii legat. Eu stiu ca pot sa ajung acolo de unde altii cad.
Si inca inchin o bere pentru ei pe unde ajungem. Versuri Samurai – De unde altii cad
Yo, e 15 mai, e sezonul estival
E data-n care ne mutam pe litoral
Dau de baut ca azi e ziua-n care am renascut
Lanturi la gat s-atarne greu ca anii ce au trecut
Mi-am zis ca n-am de gand sa uit nici macar o clipa
Am incercat o groaza de amintiri sticla cu sticla
Arta cere sacrificii, carevasazica. Eu uite asa as vrea sa mor ca piesa lu’ nea Gica
Soarele asta schimba ritmul versuri-lyrics.info
Pe nisip ca o reptila care absoarbe lumina zac.(de unde altii cad)
Ce-i important ramane de neuitat. Timpul trece tic tac, iti multumesc ca m-ai eliberat. Si le-am zis fratii mei si le-am cantat din suflet. Pe unde am umblat, pe unde am trecut
Am vazut multi care clar ar fi meritat mai mult.

Respiro – F. Charm versuri

Versuri F. Charm
Video freestyle Ca vad bagabontii boss, te simt dupa miros
Actionez ca un mecanic, am sangele balcanic
Plutesc la suprafata, nu ma scufund ca Titanic
Nu halesc dava, nu halesc dava versuri-lyrics.info
C-odata ce cazi in ea, nu te vei ridica
Respira natura, respira-i a ta
Ca-i atata loc in jurul tau, nu te mai eschiva
Am antidot la tot din salbaticie
Mai bun si mai ieftin ca la farmacieee.
Charm – Respiro
Dau cu beat-ul in casti in mod miraculos
Ca s-arunc un flow pe el de-a dreptul fabulos
Scandalos, ego-ul meu e furios
Curios cade pe tobe greu ca Bus-A-Bus
Dangerous, veninos pe lirica nervos
Negru ca noaptea si lemnul de abanos
Nu fi mincinos, invidios ca e dureros.(respiro) Versuri F.

Nanana – Alina Eremia versuri

Tell me what you need, what you really, really need. What you really, really feel versuri-lyrics.info
Tell me what you need, tell what you feel. Looking so hot ’cause my first name is stranger. Versuri Alina Eremia – Nanana
Living in the game ’cause my middle name is danger. The bling that I got is Jenny from the block.(nanana)
The boys like that, waiting on the edge,
Tell me what you feel, tell me what you feel.
Versuri Alina Eremia
Video Alina Eremia Nananaaa, nananaaa. You know I got the basement so you better have that attic. (x2)
.. on your worst, ’cause I don’t believe in static.

Tutto per una ragione – Benji feat. Fede testo

Succede tutto per una ragione
E la ragione magari sei tu
Non ho niente da nascondere
E tu? Succede tutto per una ragione
E la ragione magari sei tu
Non ho niente da promettere
Ma da scommettere con te
Ma da scommettere con te
Ma da scommettere con teee. Benji testi
Video ragione Succede tutto per una ragioneee
E la ragione magari sei tu
Non ho niente da nascondere
E tu versuri-lyrics.info
Succede tutto per una ragione
E la ragione magari sei tu
Non ho niente da promettere
Promettere. Senza effetti speciali io e te
Ma è perfetto il nostro film così com’è
Posso stare a guardarti per ore
E non mi basta sentire l’odore
Nei tuoi occhi ogni cosa sta per succedere. E quando non mi vedi ti guardo vivere
E quando non mi vedi. L’estate che passa, la nostra risata,
la pioggia che cade, la sabbia bagnata
e batte la musica fino al mattino
ti tengo più vicino
soltanto stanotte o tutta la vita
adesso si corre non vedo salita
e batte più forte se resti vicino.
Succede tutto per una ragioneee
E la ragione magari sei tu
Non ho niente da promettere
Ma da scommettere con te. Testo Benji – Tutto per una ragione
Solo poche parole io e te
Non ho avuto occasione sai com’è
Pensare troppo a volte è un errore
E non mi servono tante parole
Nei tuoi occhi ogni cosa diventa semplice.(tutto per una ragione)
E quando non mi vedi ti guardo ridere
E quando non mi vedi. Succede tutto per una ragione
E la ragione magari sei tu
Non ho niente da nascondere
E tu?

The Vamps & Martin Jensen – Middle Of The Night

So I try and drink my emotions
[Verse 1: Brad]
I need you
‘Til I can’t feel my heart
Is what I never do
So when I call you in the middle of the night
[Post-Chorus: Brad & Martin Jensen]
To forget you again
And I’m choking on the words ’cause I miss you

[Pre-Chorus: Brad]
[Pre-Chorus: Brad]

In the middle of the night
In the middle of the night

In the middle of the night
And I do all I can
So when I call you in the middle of the night
[Post-Chorus: Brad & Martin Jensen]
Baby, don’t tell me I’m out of time
[Chorus: Brad]
In the middle of the night
Yeah and I don’t understand
In the middle of the night

Managing my expectations
I keep coming back to that moment
[Chorus: Brad]
I’ve got no good explanation

Baby, don’t tell me I’m out of time
In the middle of the night
And I’m choking on the words ’cause I miss you
[Verse 2: Brad]
I need you

I need you
And I’m choking on the words ’cause I miss you

In the middle of the night
I got so much of my loving to give you
[Chorus: Brad]
I got so much of my loving to give you
For what I put you through
In the middle of the night
How you slipped through my hands
[Post-Chorus: Brad & Martin Jensen]
In the middle of the night
How you slipped through my hands
I got so much of my loving to give you
Where it all fell apart
In the middle of the night

And I’m trying all I can

And I don’t understand
To get you out of my head
Baby, don’t tell me I’m out of time
I need you
So when I call you in the middle of the night

Kane Brown – What Ifs (feat. Lauren Alaina)

What if I loved all these what ifs away
Or I could kiss you (you should kiss me), what if you liked it (bet I’d like it)
What if I just pulled you close, what if I leaned in
And the stars line up and it’s our last first kiss
Well we ain’t never gonna know unless we try it
What if I just pulled you close, what if I leaned in
What if this goes south, what if I mess you up
You say what if I hurt you, what if I leave you
What if I was made for you and you were made for me
We could worry about them what ifs ’til the world stops turnin’

What if I ain’t one of them fools just playin’ some game
C’mon
What if this is it, what if it’s meant to be
You say what if I break your heart in two then what
And the stars line up and it’s our last first kiss
What if one of these days baby I’d go and change your name
What if the sky falls (sky falls) or the sun stops burnin’
What if I was made for you and you were made for me

What if this is it, what if it’s meant to be
What if this is it, what if it’s meant to be

What if I find somebody else and I don’t need you
Well I hear you girl, I feel you girl but not so fast
Before you make your mind up I gotta ask
What if I was made for you and you were made for me
What if I loved all these what ifs away

What if one of these days baby I’d go and change your name
Damn
What if?
You say what if I hurt you, what if I leave you
Awe yeah
And the stars line up and it’s our last first kiss
What if I just pulled you close, what if I leaned in
What if I ain’t one of them fools just playin’ some game

What if I loved all these what ifs away
What if one of these days baby I’d go and change your name
What if I ain’t one of them fools just playin’ some game
What if I find somebody else and I don’t need you

Away (away)

RiFF RaFF – I’m Not Waiting On The Summer

I’m not waiting for somebody else to tell me how to live my life
I’m not waiting for somebody else to tell me how to live my life
And I don’t remember where I stayed that evening
I take my coat off and I tell the bartender to fill me up to the brim
I’m not waiting on somebody else to tell me how to live my life

And I was always doing something wrong
She could never stay too long
But I’m not waiting on the summer
So I’m not waiting on the summer
I’m not waiting on somebody else to tell me how to live my life
I’m not waiting on the summer
I’m not waiting on the summer
We was headed to somewhere in Mexico
I’m not waiting on the summer

I lost my Dad, he used to call me and say "Son have you made it yet?"
She must have had a pretty good reason
I met this girl, we were headed to somewhere in Mexico
And get the hell out of her life
Met this girl…

She always had a flight to catch

I’m not waiting for somebody else to tell me how to live my life
I’m not waiting on somebody else to tell me how to live my life
I got my coke and I got my gin
Cuz I don’t have many friends
I’m not waiting on the summer
I’m not waiting on somebody else to tell my how to live my life
I had a pretty rough November

I can still hear my mother cry
Telling me to pack my bag
Women go…
Women come and the women go
But I’m not waiting on the summer

Major Lazer – Run Up (feat. Partynextdoor, Nicki Minaj, Yung L, Skales & Chopstix) (Afrosmash Remix)

Show me what you got, girl, for sho
Rolex nah deh pon uno dutty gyal time?
I’ma run up on you, I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you, I’ma run up on you
‘Bout to drop a album, this is my fourth
45 special, this is my cloth
When she walk, Rihanna, can’t replace her
‘Cause it’s another day, let ya light shine bright

Me ah give plenty, plenty love, oh
‘Til you can not get enough, oh

Skales, Chopstix, Yung L, Major Lazer
[Verse 1: Yung L]
I’ma run up on you, I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you, I’ma run up on you
[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’ma run up on you, I’ma run up on you
Yo, I told ’em pull up on me faster than Danica
I switch it up, I switch it up
Say she the fire dancer, hot girl from Africa
Girl, [?]
Ever since I see you on my radar
Don’t Griselda go off?
Major keys, I’m the boss
Be a ready to spend m’on you
Make all the men there want more
Left from the loft and went to Bergdorf
When I set my eye upon ya, I swear
Just link wit some hot gyal out ah road
Everything smooth, everything sharp like razor
I’ma run up on you, I’ma run up on you
[?]
Plus, me and my men, them ready to go
How you talk dirty, [stuff of my prayers
Fire burn the obea man church
Fire down, let go, bring the fire with you, oh no
Girl, no wasting time
[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
That’s on the low I’m tryna blow him like harmonicas
He call me queen, he know "Nicki" is the moniker
Most of these dudes is really quite soft
Barbie a link up Major Lazer
Me ah give plenty, plenty love, oh

Girl, come close, don’t be shy
Whine and bust me speaker, [?]
I’ma run up on you, I’ma run up on you
[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Travel, then I bounce, I ball-Sinead, Sir
I’ma run up on you, I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you, I’ma run up on you
Rip the beat, then I, I stitch it up
Yung L, let’s get low, Major Lazer, Diplo
Girl, I want make you mine
He want a mix between Hillary and Monica
True mi have di waist small, pretty, bus whine
Control, make that booty bounce, girl, go low
Pretty girls, when my girls get right
Yeah, this rude girl, me ah want to please her
True mi have di game pon lock, dem wah code
I’ma run up on you, I’ma run up on you
Ain’t none of them in your lane
I don’t put sugar in my spaghetti sauce

I’ma run up on you, I’ma run up on you
[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Come into my life, you’re my life saver
Drop a freestyle and get these hoes perched

‘Til you can not get enough, oh
I’ma run up on you, I’ma run up on you
[Verse 2: Skales]

Lord Huron – The Night We Met (Lyric Video)

I am not the only traveler
Take me back to the night we met
I don’t know what I’m supposed to do
And your eyes were filled with tears
I don’t know what I’m supposed to do
I’ve been searching for a trail to follow again
When you had not touched me yet
Oh, take me back to the night we met

Haunted by the ghost of you
Take me back to the night we met
Oh, take me back to the night we met
What the hell I’m supposed to do
Some and now none of you
I had all and then most of you

When the night was full of terrors
Haunted by the ghost of you

And then I can tell myself
Some and now none of you
Who has not repaid his debt
I had all and then most of you
And then I can tell myself
Take me back to the night we met
Take me back to the night we met
Not to ride along with you

Snoop Dogg – Swivel (feat. Stressmatic)

Sports Illustrated, get a flick of this
I can send a missile
Check that D, they in the zone [?]

From the depths of the sea
If you play wing back, slot end, or receiver

They on me like a bloodhound cause I won’t go down
It’s nothing less than a championship, now peep this
I got a plan, I’m going ham on all you [?]
I got my head on a swivel
I can send a missile
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
[Pre-Hook: Snoop Dogg]
Antonio Brown or Julio Jones
This is not a starter pistol (No, no)
Ayy back up off me, you playing me close
[?] cross him, quarterback [?]
Catch a quick screen, cake walk on your whole team
One hand as I shook him off me
If you need me just whistle
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
Dressed to impress when it’s game time, [?] mine
A couple cheerleaders want to be in my friendzone
Eyes peeled when I wiggle
Some OBJ with a dab of that [?], get off me

If you need me just whistle
I need riders and goons when I build a team
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
Hand full of rings, I’m shady like Brady

I can throw a strike down the pipe about 80
I got my head on a swivel, swivel

I got my head on a swivel
I got my head on a swivel
Eyes peeled when I wiggle
I got my head on a swivel, swivel (Yeah)
[?] homie had the Randy Moss him
[Hook: Stressmatic & Snoop Dogg]
Call a few plays then break the huddle
I got my head on a swivel
Pass from the quarterback cause he’s under pressure
This is not a starter pistol (No, no)
You better double me up, safety cover me up
I got my head on a swivel
Cause I’m ahead of the game and I’m a veteran man
I got my head on a swivel
[Hook: Stressmatic & Snoop Dogg]
Blowing trees in the big leagues
I got my head on a swivel
Looking apart from the start, on the dress up
[Pre-Hook: Snoop Dogg]
Call a few plays then break the huddle
It’s like a merry-go-round the way I’m bending my routes
You bout to be hot buttered on a breakfast toast
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I got my head on a swivel, swivel

You got to outwork your opponent or you won’t receive a
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
One on each side, now who do you zone
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
Eyes peeled when I wiggle
I can throw a strike down the pipe about 80
I got my head on a swivel, swivel (Yeah)
[Pre-Hook: Snoop Dogg]
Eyes peeled when I wiggle
I got my head on a swivel
I got my head on a swivel
I got my head on a swivel

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
I got my head on a swivel
I got my head on a swivel
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
Single coverage won’t work boy, I’ll burn him up
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I can throw a strike down the pipe about 80
[Hook: Stressmatic & Snoop Dogg]

Check that D, they in the zone [?]
I’m in full beast mode, too code to be cut down
Check that D, they in the zone [?]
Will he beam, will he run, will he walk, talk, or will he [?]
[Hook: Stressmatic & Snoop Dogg]
Stick to to this
I got my head on a swivel, swivel (Yeah)
I tell ’em "Cool," I keep my head in the game
A swivel

This is not a starter pistol (No, no)
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I got my head on a swivel
Call a few plays then break the huddle
[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
I can send a missile
Hand full of rings, I’m shady like Brady
I get it cracking with the snap of the wrist
I got my head on a swivel, swivel
I got my head on a swivel
Hand full of rings, I’m shady like Brady
If you need me just whistle
I got my head on a swivel, swivel (Yeah)
This is not a starter pistol (No, no)
Lifting weights, staying in shape, won’t be shut down
If you need me just whistle
They get a couple 1DB’s about to press up
I got my head on a swivel
Give me the damn ball, move the chains at the same time
I rock it out and find my way into the endzone
I can send a missile
I got my head on a swivel
Coach on the play, I’m hoping that he don’t mess up
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
I’m wide open, hoping, scoping out the sea
I’m so sick with this, they can’t stick me

Niall Horan – Slow Hands (Lyric Video)

Can’t you tell that I want you, baby, yeah
Wanna be with you all alone
Fingertips puttin’ on a show

I, I know
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Like sweat dripping down our dirty laundry
That I’m leaving here without you on me
Yeah, I already know that there ain’t no stopping

I just wanna take my time
Like sweat dripping down our dirty laundry
Like sweat dripping down our dirty laundry

Yeah, I already know that there ain’t no stopping
I, I know
Slow, slow hands

[Bridge]
I, I know
[Verse 1]
That I’m leaving here without you on me
‘Cause I want you bad
Fingertips puttin’ on a show
[Chorus]
Woo, slow hands
Yeah, I want you, baby
That I’m leaving here without you on me
‘Cause I want you bad

Slow hands
Yeah, those slow hands
Slow hands (woo)
Slow, slow hands
Yeah, I want you, baby
Slow hands
‘Cause I want you bad
Slow hands
I’ve been thinking ’bout it all day
Your plans and those
Yeah, I already know that there ain’t no stopping
That’s what she said right to my face
We could do this, baby, all night, yeah
Yeah, I already know that there ain’t no stopping
That I’m leaving here without you on me
No, no chance
Slow hands (woo)
I, I know
Got me now and I can’t say no
Like sweat dripping down our dirty laundry
No, no chance
Your plans and those
No, no chance
No, no chance
[Verse 2]
Take me home, take me home
We should take this back to my place
Your plans and those slow hands (woo)
Yeah, I want you, baby
And I hope you feel the same way, yeah

Madchild – Meat Knife

I said I’m back, that’s what’s up
I am crazy and depressed, that’s my key to success

I make psychopathic records
I am mystifying, leave her mystified
Used to think that I was special, a pretty big deal
[Verse 2]
Said I rock, motherfucker, leave you petrified
I attack a tiger beat like I’m a hyperactive wrestler
Knock a girl out like she just took a roofie
Madchild rocks, I’m electrifying
like Britney Spears I’m about to lose my shit.
And I don’t have the cash, I don’t have the fucking power
I’m so good, it’s fuckin’ frightening, I am leading the rest
Madchild rocks, I’m electrifying
Twenty years of smoking, what the fuck was I thinkin’?
I am fierce, I am brash, I am totally vicious
[Intro]
Walls turn to liquid, I’m a gruesome lieutenant
Hyde Cause I turn into a beast, like Mr.
I’m an old relic, spittin’ icy cold ballads
Fly like Dumbo the elephant, to relevant
Check my psychiatric records
C’mon
BattleAxe tracks get master cut
I am mystifying, leave her mystified
Growing long finger nails and a grizzly beard
But my family is huge, like a Mexican
C’mon

BattleAxe tracks get massacre
I’m spittin’ five foot fireballs
A real fucking dick, I’ll explode on you bitches
The best kept secret
Dawg, I’m spooky, I’m cookie, I’m loopy
Madchild’s back, motherfuck, that’s what’s up
I’m about to shave my head like Britney Spears
Shit gets weird
Yeah
Ugly now but I remember how the pretty kids feel
Yo
And I walk down the streets, and the kids just stare
[Hook]
Little monster, I’m a beautiful mess
Call your crew out, cause your whole crews goofy
Five years of drugs, twenty years of drinking
White teeth, black touqe, lookin’ like Snoopy
Said I rock, motherfucker, leave you petrified
Your skeleton is gelatin
[Verse 1]
I said I’m back, that’s what’s up
Madchild’s back, motherfuck, that’s what’s up
My lyrics trip you out like a hallucinogenic
You’re underdeveloped, I’m a thunderess relic
I’m a road dog, ride ’till my tires bald

I’m the opposite of mediocre, you’re bleeding joker
I’m so hungry, crunching rappers like a greedy ogre
But I no big deal, I’m a speck of sand
But I’m a fucking freak show like Chopper Read
BattleAxe tracks get massacre
Stole my girls heart, I’m an proper thief
…I’m spooky!
BattleAxe tracks get master cut
A wonderful felon, hundreds of hungry men yellin’
Hyde Cause I turn into a beast, like Mr.
On a real dope beat, I’m a grizzly bear
[Hook]
You can catch me spittin’ lightning while I’m beating my chest
It’s hard to stay fresh, when I feel so fucking sour

Lou The Human – Macklemore

A fucking ghost, you couldn’t catch me with a master ball
Too high to see my phone, I don’t never read a mention
Yeah, bitch I’m prolly still high from the day before
I told them if I knew then shit I wouldn’t be explaining, think I’m brainless
Having meetings with the masons, bitch I’m fiending and impatient
I could barely save my money, I would never save a whore

Knock knock bitch, the kids tied up in the hotbox shit
Shit, I’m slipping LSD inside your coffee
An over-optimistic pessimist forgetting how to make sense of shit
All up in your kitchen, stack dishes and leave cups
A little voice in my head said, "Huey you the best" and
And they ask me why I’m crazy
Eat, smoke, and do bad shit, I’m back up in the lab with a vengeance
Shit, I lost my mind a while ago but I left it though
And bitch I ain’t afraid of death ’cause I’m dying to meet Pun
I’m at your door, already robbed the money that I’m asking for
In my pocket, they acting hard they better stop it
So mean make a fiend do a backflip, I just
Taking shots of lean, then I chase it with some OE
I feel like a thug ’cause I watched a [?] flick popping a Glock in mosh pits
Run up in the basement take the basic cable, tag the floor
Now I smack back hard, way harder than smack rappers
Anyone who says different really doesn’t deserve a breath then
I been in the kitchen cooking up this crack shit
French inhale, ignore the bell while you at the door
Can’t drink ’cause if I did then I probably smack rappers
Got papers on the wall, crossing out whoever’s next to go
This the type of shit that cause riots and leave streets fucked
Face it dog, this is exactly what they been waiting for
‘Til being a backpack rapper only got you a hash bag dog
The crime scene so crazy the cops got sick, I got the hot Glock grip
Just know anytime that I write this shit that it’s armageddon, bitch
I’m a hot headache, I’m hot-headed, but speak colder than an Eskimo
Taking more cookies out the jar while you at the store
When they tell me to tie my shoes I get flashbacks dog
I been running shit since you was prolly tired of taking jogs
I’m with a freak that’s insecure, tryna practice more
Running circles ’round these fucking losers, I ain’t did a lap yet
I almost had the answer to life, but then I forgot the question
Hitting swishers, twitching like I’m going through a crack withdrawal
I prolly don’t got a care in the world, I did once
I still be in ripped jeans, smelling loud with a pack of raws
The kid was a sick pup since Kane didn’t speak none
I hope they hate me at the Grammys like I’m Macklemore
I’m the sickest and insanest, sneaking out the basement
Interrupt your date on some cockblock shit
Oh, Lou, wow, real great, that’s mature
Never smoking cheap doja, professional weed roller
I used to want to be a conscious up on the rap track dog
I’m probably ass backwards as fuck, but I don’t care
A friendless dick screaming fuck you to censorship
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, humaniac, yeah, look, uh
Y’all all Sway, they ain’t got the answers, tryna test the kid
Peep me how I easily finesse the flow
Bitch I went crazy and never went back to norm
Hoes down, G’s up, they tell me to ease up
Chicks curve they boyfriend and tell me to please fuck
Huey been a menace, bitch I’m bougie and pretentious
’til I forgot what I was thinking from hitting my fifth blunt
Restless since they been sleeping on me, I ain’t took a nap
At the release for Yeezys broke, but I’ll probably rob a pair
And I’m leaning on the pavement, pay me what you owe me
They struggle to keep up, I struggle to keep sober
I hope they hate me at the Grammys like I’m Macklemore
Vented to a doctor then I killed him with a sentence
Help you look for it while you asking why I’m laughing hard
If life’s a game, then I’m guessing that it’s basketball
Better go find the fucking cops if you cross me
Taking faces off, leaving dead bodies up in the basement dog
If they popping off, I’m kicking in your door instead of knocking
If anybody finds it they can keep it, don’t regret it hoe
[Intro]
Flow is so ungodly but God loves ugly so I smile more
[Verse]
You online tryna spread knowledge, you tweet Yoda
I killed the ref, you can’t complain when I’m hacking y’all
I mean, bitch what the fuck you think that I’m rapping for
On occasions I condone E, I done tripped so hard
Ate them all, I’ve been facing L’s but never take a loss

Lana Del Rey – Coachella – Woodstock In My Mind

Maybe my contribution
Could be as small as hoping
Like what is it all for?
Leaning on your shoulder
I was at Coachella
I’d give it all away if you give me just one day to ask him one question
And to not want lose it ’cause they lost their minds
I’d trade it all for a stairway to heaven (a stairway, stairway to heaven)
I’d give it all away if you give me just one day to ask him one question
[Chorus]
And what about all their wishes

‘Cause what about all these children

‘Cause what about all these children
Stairway
I’d say he was hella, cool to win them over
And why am I even wondering that today
[Pre-Chorus 1]

In hair so long like mine
[Verse 2]
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Stairway

Tensions were rising over country lines
I was at Coachella
He was on his knees and I thought he was breaking ’em down with his words and his voice divine
I’d trade the fame and the fortune and the legend (a stairway)
Tried to sit and use it
All of the love that I saw that night
[Chorus]
I’d trade the fame and the fortune and the legend (a stairway)
Round their little heads
Stairway, stairway to heaven
[Outro]
A stairway, stairway to heaven
Like what is it all for? Will it be okay?
Wrapped up like garland roses
It was Woodstock in my mind
And what about all their parents
I said a prayer for a third time
Watching your husband swing in time
Stairway, stairway to heaven
Million things I wanna say
A stairway
Critics can be so mean sometimes
And what about about all their crowns they wear
I’d take my time for the climb up to the top of it (a stairway)
I turned off the music
I’d take my time for the climb up to the top of it (a stairway)
[Verse 1]
‘Cause baby, for a minute
I’d give it all away if you give me just one day to ask him one question
I guess I was in it
Got a million things I wanna say
I’d give it all away if you give me just one day to ask him one question
Leaning on your shoulder
That words could turn to birds and birds would send my thoughts your way
They put out the warning
Doesn’t take a genius to know what you’ve got going
I’d trade it all for a stairway to heaven (a stairway, stairway to heaven)
In the next morning
And all their children’s children
Watching your husband swing and shine

Dizzy Wright – Word On The Streetz

Twistin’ them Fanta leaves gettin’ high just to find the truth
You don’t gotta lean on nothin’ to be great
I’m branched down off some crazy as shit
Only you can stop you
I wanna get wealthy, if you not gonna help me then mind your biz
And yes I’m referring to me
I’m always right on time and ya’ll ain’t ever dropped a dime
I’m livid, money got less value than my fuckin’ shadow
You and your greatness
Know I’m in a comfortable space
Ahead of fools like the time jumped up an hour
Nigga where your daily hussle?
Lean on your conscience, lean on the fact that you can go find that knowledge yourself
He told me, " What you rap about is only half the battle"
Lean on your motherfucking mind
Are you willing to pick up the pace?

Not for money for me
When it’s time to cut the check we gotta keep that love and respect
Coming with the vision and I’m ready
(Oh Major, don’t go)
Steve Jobs with the net worth
Be your own inspiration my nigga
Don’t make it a situation
Committed, putting Vegas on the map, and who gon’ say that we didn’t
Now I’m feelin’ like a expert
Oh, what I prefer is for my city to say that "the time was his"
I told my OG, "With all the travel what’s the hassle?"
Ya’ll better get with it, eliminating all the hate and the critics

[Intro]
All I wanna do is learn
[Verse 1]
Out high school to the league
(Oh Major, don’t go)
This is me, I had to go and get in tune
Tryna figure this shit out
Everything I gotta earn
Yo I been lookin’ at my family tree and shit
Word on the streets is that the streets need a new hero
It’s fine, not gon’ be salty or be sour
It’s hard for ya’ll to tell me anything at this point
All I could do is smile and think about what I’ve already overcome with my mama with my brothers and my sisters
The shit leadin’ to similar events
Word on the streets is some labels showing some interest
[Spoken]
From Flint to Vegas, I’m out here still tryna keep it legit
(Oh Major, don’t go)
Nothing can come between you and your destiny
In my defense we do not attract niggas that’s gon’ pretend
Admit it, don’t build your castle and let your family straggle
Only comin’ with the max shit

(Oh Major, don’t go)
I hope them is tears of joy
[Outro Spoken]
Not lettin’ no one fuck me over or make me fuckin’ stress
But you know I see positive potential in my life
(Oh Major, don’t go)
All about winning I’m Jordan back in ’95 and 6
Dealin’ with a domino effect
If you wanna speak on the shit you thinkin’, you better articulate it
From ground zero, me, [?], [?], and Euros
(Oh Major, don’t go)
You niggas better free your mind, better free your fuckin’ minds
So i keep a team with sense
[Verse 2]
Headed for a early degree
I’m ready to take off like I’m in the fuckin’ Olympics
(Oh Major, don’t go)

Devvon Terrell – Dear Mama

Paint you the perfect picture when I get that paint, just gotta wait
Dear mama, dear mama, dear mama
[Chorus]
Man I was fly

These are things that I can’t forgot
You could barely put on your shoes, but my shirt was ironed
But now I understand adults eyes and what kids see
Dear mama, dear mama, dear mama
[Verse 2]
I heard I ate first, then you ate after
Yeah, tell me how you did it, tell me how you did it
Dear mama, dear mama, dear mama
Dear mama, dear mama, dear mama
But little did I notice you was crying
Never knew we was broke, it never really hit me
God gave me the greatest mother, man I call it fate
Dear mama, dear mama, dear mama
You protected me, throwin’ them shades on so I couldn’t see
You took me to Disney World

‘Cause not for nothing, I really owe you my life, and that’s why you got it comin’

But now that I know I’m working so hard to get your life back
[Intro]
You kept my head my shoulders
Dear mama, dear mama, dear mama
Auntie Jackie told stories ‘bout you and the struggle
Dear mama, dear mama, dear mama
You so tired, I wish I knew that
Winter had Northface’s and Timbs, I was stuntin’, yea
Know you can’t afford it
Wakin’ up 5 in the morning just to drop me at the neighbor’s house
But there was nothing left, whole plate was empty
For years I wanted to get you a place, and look ma, now we here
You knew from birth that your child was destined to be the richest
But we still boarded them planes every summer, yea
Why you do that?
Dear mama, dear mama, dear mama
[Chorus]
[Verse 1]

Dear mama, dear mama, dear mama
Dear mama, dear mama, dear mama
Sent me to college with all them loans mean something
Every morning I wake up and now I’m feeling great

B.o.B – Fan Mail (Ether Album)

A new type of nigga
That’s why people don’t take you seriously
Oh, number one draft pick, number one draft pick
Now you just sound like everyone else
You should have been one of the greats
Like I ain’t even know where the notes supposed to go
He even wears the fashion
Oh, he’s actually cool, I went to school with him actually
Like I ain’t even know how my soul’s supposed to feel
Like I ain’t supposed to win, like I ain’t supposed to glow
Oh, he’s nice for a black guy, oh, he’s smart for a rapper
What’s up with this faggot?
Oh, she’s cute for a black chick Oh, that’s who he’s with?
Look, nigga, make up your mind
Anyway, get fists on a fire
A sell out surrounded by wealth
How much longer you gon’ wait to decide?
[Verse 2]
It’s only two types of niggas
Let me show you how to flow, show you how to make music
A street nigga and a you type of nigga

That’s why all my niggas don’t fuck with you
Oh, is that unruly? If I’ma say so, ruly
We don’t wanna hear your conspiracies
But you’ll never understand the way that I think
If you ain’t grow up with it, sold dope before
Seriously
You losin’ your cool, fan basin’ your viewers
What are we on TV? Who’s the judge? Judge Judy?
Tell him send it over to Mastra
‘Cause I’m Jewish Obviously you clueless, how I know?
Now it’s just a fuckin’ catastrophe
Hello?
A coon type of nigga
What am I supposed to return all these cars and jewelry?
And that’s why we don’t come to your after parties
Prolly born with a noose, and a silver spoon type of nigga
What if I stand on trial? What if I stand on jury?
‘Cause we don’t wanna hang in the club with you
Like I ain’t even know how the beat supposed to sound
Now buyin’ your shit a waste of my time
Nigga, what’s up with you?
What are you doin’? Ah, what are you doin’?
Shut us up to make him pop commercials smashes
[Verse 1]
You was kickin’ some dangerous lines
Like I ain’t even know how the show supposed to flow
Like I ain’t even know how the flow supposed to go
Actually, he could have has a masterpiece
That’s why we don’t wanna hear nothin’ you say
Fuck is with this nigga?
Why is he still rapping?
‘Cause you ain’t the man that you appear to be
No, nigga, seriously
And we don’t wanna hear your political views ’bout extraterrestrial activities