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"Killer" Lyrics - The Ready Set

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Stu-u-uck in a limbo (Here we go)
Me and my sins go (Toe to toe oh-oh-oh)
I played a vicious part (Whoa-oh)
I’ve broken my fair share of hea-ar-ar-arts
I’m about to blow
So if you come around then you should know-oh-oh-oh

I’ll tear you up in two
Go ahead
Walk it off if you know what’s best for you

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

I’m no good for you (Oh-oh)
This heart ain’t built for two so
Run away, run away
‘Cause I’m no, I’m no, I’m no
Good for you
I’m no good for you (Oh-oh)
Get love and I bet you lose so
Run away, run away
‘Cause I’m no, I’m no, I’m no
Good for you
I’m a, I’m a, I’m a love killer
I’m a, I’m a, I’m a love killer
I’m a, I’m a, I’m Lo-oh-oh-oh-oh

L-L-Lower than real low (Here we go)
Take your heart like a repo (No no no oh-oh)
You dug yourself into (Whoa-oh)
A pretty mess that I made for you-oo-oo-oo
I’ve a lot to show
For the time you’re gonna lose
By the time I go-oh-oh-oh

I’ll tear you up in two
Go ahead
Walk it off if you know what’s best for you

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

I’m no good for you (Oh-oh)
This heart ain’t built for two so
Run away, run away
‘Cause I’m no, I’m no, I’m no
Good for you
I’m no good for you (Oh-oh)
Get love and I bet you lose so
Run away, run away
‘Cause I’m no, I’m no, I’m no
Good for you
I’m a, I’m a, I’m a love killer
I’m a, I’m a, I’m a love killer
I’m a, I’m a, I’m Lo-oh-oh-oh-oh

Bootleg emotions
Bottled up explosions
Intoxicating you (Intoxicating you)
Now you know the truth
I’m your sentencing
They’re exiting through your skin
Intoxicating you (Intoxicating you)
Ninety-seven proof

I’m no good for you
This heart ain’t built for two so
Run away, run away
‘Cause I’m no, I’m no, I’m no
Good for you
I’m no good for you (Oh-oh)
Get love and I bet you lose so
Run away, run away
‘Cause I’m no, I’m no, I’m no
Good for you
I’m a, I’m a, I’m a love killer
I’m a, I’m a, I’m a love killer
I’m a, I’m a, I’m Lo-oh-oh-oh-oh

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"Love, Hate, Love" Lyrics - 50 Cent

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Its the same shit, feel like a nigga having flashbacks
I might have crack in my ass crack
Back to that rubber handle, 38 special vandal
Play Godfather bitch, you get dead like Marlon Brando
These bars hit harder than hard times
My flow’ll make a lifer wanna stare at the sunshine
I’ll bring a bitch, you bring a bitch
Lets switch, I’ma swing hit ya face with a pillow case filled with mop wringers
Penitentiary style, big monster swag
Bitch, I got so many tricks make me go in my bag
Yeah niggas keep saying I’m back
It’s a fact ya shaken like ya ass got parkinsons, relax, confused
Acting like a white boy bored
Now you wanna jump a flight of stairs on a skateboard
Nigga, why the f-ck ya pants so tight?
You tryna show niggas your ass, your alternative life
I’m hungry like I aint ate, I lost weight
On a highway its worth more outta state, I’m raw like Cypress
I could just kill a man
Blow from Mexico’s cartels…

[Chorus]
Hate it or love it
They love me then hate me then love me again
Bitch I don’t pretend, p-ssy I aint your friend
I done told you over and over again
You can hate it or love it, hate it or love it
They love me then hate me then love me again
Bitch I don’t pretend, p-ssy I aint your friend
I done told you over and over again
You can hate it or love it, hate it or love it

[50 Cent - Verse 2]
I wore green, emeralds and my watch face drippin
Nigga aint no safe safe when I start trippin
I might call my next LP Death of the weirdo?
I’m high, check my altitude, I’m lounging in the Lear home
Feel a buzz, a little coolaid and Codeine
I say getting your ass whipped is a sure thing
It aint safe in the war, the war I’m playing my shark tank
On the trip to the mall, made your bitch ass plank
I touched more p-ssy than maxipads
Now Detox can be your little rap rehab
Bitch just a second visit from the repo man
And you can’t afford your monthlys, I mean God damn
Man, you aint worth your shoes you standing in
When I party I bring a bitch to bring the cannon in
You said you was gonna see me when your homie got shot
It’s been a while so I’m guessing you must’ve forgot
Once again you gorget, aint this some shit
You forgot about me bitch I wrote your hits
You know “how we do”, “hate it or love it” and nigga fuck it I’m special
Thats why your ass say my verse

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50 Cent - Love, Hate, Love

"Stereo Hearts" Lyrics - Jason Chen

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my heart’s a stereo
it beats for you so listen close
hear my thoughts in every note, oh! oh!
make me your radio
turn me up when you feel low
this melody was meant for you
so sing along to my stereo

tell me girl
oh why you make me feel this way
just let me know
or if you just can find the words to say
then i’ll play it aloud for you
sing to the crowd for you
cause when you play, my heart oh girl, it moves to your beat

listen up, i’ll make you feel alright (oooh girl)
i’m gonna set you free tonight
so let it all go, believe me when i say

my heart’s a stereo
it beats for you so listen close
hear my thoughts in every note, oh! oh!
make me your radio
turn me up when you feel low
this melody was meant for you
so sing along to my stereo

oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! oh!
oh! oh! oh! just sing along to my stereo

oh girl you know, i won’t find nobody like you
nobody else makes my heart sing like you do
unless cranking up louder, you’re lost in the sound
baby, my stereo is broken but you make me complete, yeah

no lying, all you heard it right (oh girl)
i’m gonna set you free tonight
so you can let it all go and just get lost in my stereo

my heart’s a stereo
it beats for you so listen close
hear my thoughts in every note, oh! oh!
make me your radio
turn me up when you feel low
this melody was meant for you
so sing along to my stereo

oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! oh!
oh! oh! oh! just sing along to my stereo

if you’re gone, there’s nothing else i could do
i need you here to make this duet for two
and my heart’s getting faster, the beat’s getting louder
so let it all go and just get lost in my stereo

my heart’s a stereo
it beats for you so listen close
hear my thoughts in every note, oh! oh!
make me your radio
turn me up when you feel low
this melody was meant for you
so sing along to my stereo

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Jason Chen - Stereo Hearts

"Street King Energy Track #8" Lyrics - 50 Cent

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[intro]
you see a nigga soft, my first instinct is to lean on
a weak nigga eatin’ in my hood, niggas’ll put a beam on ‘em
these niggas aint supposed to be eatin’ yo
this sweet is sweet an’ low, i’ll have ‘em like shit was all good just a week ago

[verse 1]
let drake get you niggas in the mood for love
i’m back to get you in the mood for the snub and gloves
dope fiend, morphine, cocaine dilemma
crack come to cooking up that, boy i’m a chemist
f-ck pill poppin, a strap i pop that
watch the henchman trial, see a rat rat on a rat
got a nice gimmick going, you’ve been hot a few summers
but i got the type of flow that’ll stop world hunger
sk, i got nothing but energy
call me fifty, call me ferrari the remedy
hi again in case a hater don’t remember me
i happen to be what these rap niggas here pretend to be
hittin you won’t be enough, you gotta finish me or it’s ruger time
the sr9 fragments ricochet in ya ass go blind
times up, ya f-cked, gotta learn to duck, wassup

[hook x2]
don’t make me (don’t, d-d-don’t)
don’t make me (do it)
don’t make me (you know i do it)
show you whats up
don’t make me f-ck you up

[verse 2]
listen any bitch on the milk box aint missin’
i mean some of these hoes running round with pippen
i’m writing reality it sounds harsh
shyne (sean?) try to get at me he sounds washed
i aint even fire back the shits washed
what kind of shit is that, this only happens in rap
these niggas so fake, it make my skin crawl
hope i aint the last real nigga up over the wall
ice chunks in the chain, weight spinnin, cream linen
bulges from the benjamin’s in ‘em
tom ford, oh lord, if i aint know better i think a nigga push raw
it feels like it’s never gon stop
a nigga so hot, i may spend forever on top
(forever ever) forever in the drop
cant til i got it on lock
bitch

[hook]

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"Whoever Else" Lyrics - Trey Songz

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First off my little brother on the beat
second off, he a motha f*ckin beast
3rd off man these hoe’s got me weak
i been f*ckin for a weak
and that aint nothin when i skeet
she comin down one cummin when she leave’s
plus i’m runnin through this money
like it’s honey at my feet
i don’t really f*ck with ni*gaz
so i’m done after i speak
and hate start with a H
cause it comes after a G
these ni*gaz startin to recongnize
i snatch they dinner off they plate and
get some excersize and it’s virginia
till i f*ckin die i’ma f*ck the game raw
til she f*ckin dry
lyrical murder i spit a verse and you should duck and dive
i aint a rapper so to rappers it’s such a surprise
killin ni*gaz really who give a f*ck if they die
we’ll that was harsh but really who give a f*ck do i ?
iiii i don’t give a f*ck about none of these ni*gaz
don’t none of these ni*gaz pay me
and i don’t give a f*ck about none of these b*tches

cause most of these b*tches crazy
i’m bout my money can’t you tell
so f*ck a ni*gga and whoever else
iiii i don’t give a f*ck about none of these ni*gaz
don’t none of these ni*gaz pay me
and i don’t give a f*ck about none of these b*tches
cause most of these b*tches crazy

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