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Muse - Madness Lyrics and Video

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'Madness' Lyrics - Muse
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i can’t get these memories out of my mind
and some kind of madness has started to evolve
i tried so hard to let you go
but some kind of madness is swallowing me whole, yeah

i have finally seen the light
and i have finally realised what you mean

and now i need to know is this real love
or is it just madness keeping us afloat?
and when i look back at all the crazy fights we had
it’s like some kind of madness was taking control, yeah

and now i have finally seen the light
and i have finally realised what you need

and now i have finally seen the end
and i’m not expecting you to care, no
but i have finally seen the light
and i have finally realised
i need to love
i need to love

come to me
trust in a dream
come on and rescue me
yes i know i can be wrong
maybe i’m too headstrong
our love is…
madness

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Slaughterhouse - Throw That Lyrics and Video (Ft. Eminem)

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'Throw That' Lyrics - Slaughterhouse (Ft. Eminem)
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[eminem - hook]
she strips, to get tips
those lips and those childbearing hips
i’ll throw this, i’ll throw this dick on you girl (girl)
i’ll throw this, i’ll throw this dick on you girl (girl)

gonna make you feel me, gonna shake this building till i make you spill drinks
girl, this whole building is probably filled with little dingalings
but not me, i- i throw this dick on you girl
i throw this, i throw this dick on you girl

[royce da 5'9"]
they call me nickel nina aka (royce!) aka (throw dat dick?)
a player gotta keep a condom on cause we play safe
eh, then i’m taking the condom off cause i skeet they face
then i turn of jodeci cause they say “baby want you to stay but you can’t stay”
it aint trickin’ it if you gettin it, if you aint got that you aint ballin’
you mad, they call me botox up in hermes cause i help them get rid of all those bags
(all those bags) i throw this brick on you girl
then i drink up, whats your number?
i’ma throw this dick on you girl

she’s got it, ohhh she got all the homies in here
excited, ohh i dont really know how to describe it

the strippers love me and i love them too
my bitch gon be like what am i gon do witchu

[eminem - hook]

[crooked i]
i’m crooked i, aka fuck your girl
up up in the sky
when it come down, say “fuck the woooorld”
these strippers are sprung
my middle initial is awful richard and my nicknames
right on the tip of her tongue
the side of her mouth is dripping with (eh, eh-eh)
i’m drunk right now, stomped right now
tryna figure out how to get four chicks to sit on one chair
oh yeah, turn the chair upside down, upside down
i throw this grip on you girl
talking that handcuff you aint never coming home
man finna trip on your girl

she’s got it, ohhh she got all the homies in here
excited, ohhh, i dont really know how to describe it

baby you got some incredible skills
i want brain you want shoes
true love’s always head over heels

[eminem - hook]

[bridge]
i said yo yo
you got me on the string i’m dangling like a yoyo
you string me along and leave me hanging and thats a no no
in my world, cause i throw this thing on you girl

[joe budden]
look, they call me joe butt-in
i be around when them hoes strut in
this relationship is 50/50
if you meet me halfway i get the whole nut in
cause i’m in town, just one day now spin round
get ya face out the way
and just when she want an encore, i’m gone
i’m sorry i couldn’t stay

[joell ortiz]
they call me o-e double-l ortiz
aka yaowa, aka ah nuttin, i just got an ak in my jeans
can i spray your flower
i aint really tryna sit with you girl
when you finish that spit lets split
wheres your wrist let me throw this grip on you girl

she’s got it, ohhh she got all the homies in here excited,
ohhh, i dont really know how to describe it

…before this night is a blur, here’s my offer
that shit you did, do that with her
and both of you girls..?

[eminem - hook]
(throw dat dick)

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Ciara - Livin’ It Up Lyrics and Video

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i don’t believe in much but i believe in you
i don’t believe i care, cause i don’t follow rules
i see a star so bright; no one could been that blind
no one can crush you out but you

and i, i , i
living on the world turning
and i, i, i
ima be giving mine
and i, i, i
i’ll be wrong if i don’t try
i don’t know when my next move is coing
all i know is i’ll be running

i, i, i, i’ll be living up,
i’ll be living up
i, i, i, i’ll be throwing it up,
i’ll be throwing it up
i, i, i, i’ll be playin it cool,
cause a girl’s gonna do
what a girl’s gonna do
makin up my own rules
ola ola eh (4x)

i had my doubts in love but i know it’s true
i don’t have many friends, but i got you
you are a walking god, you are a secret ball?
something no one can take from you

and i, i , i
living on the world turning
and i, i, i
ima be giving mine
and i, i, i
i’ll be wrong if i don’t try
i don’t know when my next move is coing
all i know is i’ll be running

i, i, i, i’ll be living up,
i’ll be living up
i, i, i, i’ll be throwing it up,
i’ll be throwing it up
i, i, i, i’ll be playin it cool,
cause a girl’s gonna do
what a girl’s gonna do
makin up my own rules

ima live life to the fullest
i’ll be speeding like a bullet
i’ll be rolling like a train
i’ll be dancing in the rain

i, i, i, i’ll be living up,
i’ll be living up
i, i, i, i’ll be throwing it up,
i’ll be throwing it up
i, i, i, i’ll be playin it cool,
cause a girl’s gonna do
what a girl’s gonna do
makin up my own rules
ola ola eh (4x)

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Chris Brown - Bombs Away Lyrics and Video

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if i want, me ready for,
if i want, me ready for

i’m a carnivore, natural born killer so i gotta be
on any …anything in front of me
in the club, cause i’m gonna eat tonight
i’m a gorilla, …drums on my chest so i gotta beat
when i start to do you know what it means
you can’t leave, not until you battle me
i know you’re out there, somewhere
i feel you and i smell your fear
bust a few shots in the air, come on, come on
your body is bout to go up
i want you to show off
you pacify time seek …
you have been, so it’s time to act
on the world, coming for you now
if i want, me ready for,
if i want, me ready for

so you better take cover
cause i need it and i want ya
you partying on me cause i’m ready for ya
girl i like that
yeah you coming ready but i need a little more
cause i’m falling right back
if i want, me ready for

it’s getting hot and heavy
she looking like she want me
to cut her like a machete
and i’ma give it to her
but that’s only if you let me
i’ma let her catch it, but it’s only the beginning, yeah
she ain’t into nasty but i ain’t mad at all
but she b-b-b-bad and she running from the law
battle when she dancing on me that’s how i can tell
she a gi jane in the bed for real
i know you’re up there somewhere
i feel you and i smell your fear
bust a few shots in the air, come on, come on
your body is bout to go up
i want you to show off
you pacify time seek …
you have been, so it’s time to act
on the world, coming for you now
if i want, me ready for,
if i want, me ready for

so you better take cover
cause i need it and i want ya
you partying on me cause i’m ready for ya
girl i like that
yeah you coming ready but i need a little more
cause i’m falling right back
if i want, me ready for

it’s like a travel to earth, another dimension
cause shawty got my soul just standing a tension
i’m like yeah it’s the battle of the sexes
i wrap her legs round my head like a necklace
it’s like it’s bombs over baghdad
and shawty ass fat so i’ma bag that
m-m-mercy, is what you begging for
i’m standing on the bar screaming
if i want, me ready for,
if i want, me ready for
so hold your glasses up if you need more
whole lot of women but i need more
i got the long sword, like the marine corp
let me take a stab at it leave your spleen soar
i think i’m king kong, …
go a couple rounds, girl that in manilla
now show me who iller
and i’ll show you a mirror
you want that fire, i deliver
bombs away, bombs away
coming for you now
if i want, me ready for,
if i want, me ready for

so you better take cover
cause i need it and i want ya
you partying on me cause i’m ready for ya
girl i like that
yeah you coming ready but i need a little more
cause i’m falling right back
if i want, me ready for
if i want, me ready for,
if i want, me ready for.

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Slaughterhouse - Back The Fuck Up Lyrics and Video

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[hook: royce da 5'9"]
what the fuck are you looking for?
can’t a young nigga get money anymore?
can y’all bums get funny anymore?
can my life get sunny anymore?
back the fuck back ‘fore i fuck you up
ay! back the fuck back ‘fore i fuck you up
you better back the fuck back ‘fore i fuck you up
(slaughterhouse!)

i came, i saw
i conquered, i’m a monster
back the fuck back ‘fore i fuck you up
you better back the fuck back ‘fore i fuck you up

[verse one: royce da 5'9"]
feeling like the greatest, motor city’s finest
my crew looking jamaican, i’m rolling with the grinders
they calling me old head, but so what the [cards?] young
i set the bar with the bars even though i’m bar none
hot car, top’s off, hot broad, rockstar
watch not flawed, tell y’all to watch dogs knock it off
i’m too pretty to fight, this gonna end fast
my clip long as sinbad’s when it’s on its tenth blast
fuck y’all radio play, fuck y’all radio stations
long as i’m paid, my lady built like a long-legged alien
if it all ended today
i can honestly say i performed and recorded with the greatest
word on the chronic to dre
now i’m as polished as obama wiping down a diamond
with the ass of diamond from crime mob
after she’s had a shiny armani hind-job
i’ma be straight
and you can pick a rapper, any rapper, and line up the date
i’m in a zone where the fuck is the ref with the whistle
don’t gotta impress you, i just diss you
the press pretzels the issue
my homie joey showed me the net
and i went and got me a gross net fiscal
i’ll stretch you like the tek is a bowflex pistol
so don’t bet
you would prefer me to be coming with you like phone sex
with a sexy electrician whose next mission
is to cut your buzz off if you don’t rap right
i ain’t wrapped tight but i’m just that gift
crack piff, mac spit, cadilac flips
we can match whips, battle rap dick
i’d rather have an actress on my mattress
who givin me brain so long she don’t know jack shit
but how to do that dick
??? confidence of a fat chick
caught onto fashion from catchin bodies at saxs and fifth
i came, saw, and i conquered, pig gang
yall talkin i’m chainsawin ya tonsils

[hook]

[verse two: joell ortiz]
out for lunch with my accountant
back the fuck back down to chase doin countin
my bitch back the fuck back it up when i’m poundin
yall funny style watching broke-the-fuck-back-mountain
yall tuned into the slaughters, the group fathers hate
cuz we move in on their daughters, with shit news reporters
holding they hand when they tryna get interviews in order
that’s a chico stick mami, come chew me i’m a quarter
of the house gang, call it the crib mami
these niggas runnin tryna get in our seat, a bunch of mitt romneys
but i stand at the podium with the fifth by me
screamin out “yes we can open yo shit papi”
i rap well so i’m a bit cocky
from maxwell blank tapes with the tissue in it to disc copies
to downloads in one click i’ll be
still rhyming when music is telepathic you can come sit by me
i’ll stare at you with the rawest thoughts
cnn? yall think news, cnn? i think war report
i say “big l,” you say “weed”, i say harlem’s boss
a legend i’m reppin for him and all that my sport has lost
hip-hop ain’t just a way of life
it’s all i know, it’s what fill up my kid’s cutty/cudi “day and night”
when it got soft, yall conformed, man i stand to fight
y’all went bathin apes i went ape in my favorite nikes
back the fuck back bredren
i brought it back when rap was defective
please don’t ask me no questions
friend or foe, speak quick
or i’ll put this foot back the fuck back where you leak shit

[hook]

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Slaughterhouse - All On Me Lyrics and Video

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[hook]
you have a problem in the hood, you good, don’t ask what it’s gon’ be
cause if i’m by your side, don’t ride, put that all on me
cause you’re my brother, you safe when i’m around
my bread is yours, hit the safe when i’m around
cause, you can always call on me
your drama shit ever fall on me, just put it all on me

[verse 1: joell ortiz]
the only child feeling like a brother these days
i used to run my own race, now it’s a relay
so you can take it to the bank when ortiz stay
homie, you can have it your way when you’re in bk
it’s really hood where my peeps stay
i got lebrons with the arms, d-wades and let the heat spray
my niggas, y’all triggers in the heartbeat
blood thicker than water, but we thicker than concrete
so say the word and i’m near
if it’s somewhere not near, i guess i’ll be in the air
or the next thing smoking, hoping it was a ?
so i can get there quick enough to get you in the clear
sitting here vibing, sipping on this clear
like damn i love you
grown ass man, but i ain’t scared to hug you
we ride, i’m on the side like that man above you
put it all on me

[hook]
you have a problem in the hood, you good, don’t ask what it’s gon’ be
cause if i’m by your side, don’t ride, put that all on me
cause you’re my brother, you safe when i’m around
my bread is yours, hit the safe when i’m around
cause, you can always call on me
your drama shit ever fall on me, just put it all on me

[verse 2: joe budden]
know that i’mma give you my all, already proved it
anytime your back’s on the wall, i’m down to move it
og’s respect me, real niggas honor me
got my bachelor’s in number scams in a con degree
faggots ain’t fond of me, frequent where the monsters be
loyalty comes first, guess i’m still an anomaly
always give you honesty, you gained that power
cause you down to stash the burn when you know it ain’t shower
? my nigga, we shared songs
we try to raise the bail, i was ? like the bonds
when your clientele got low
that was then ? without a speech ? tear a line
this is a warning, they grant yours, they grant mine
we should’ve known if we’re both stars, who says we can’t align?
and even if we see a day we come apart
the roof is still john q, some can have my heart

[hook]
you have a problem in the hood, you good, don’t ask what it’s gon’ be
cause if i’m by your side, don’t ride, put that all on me
cause you’re my brother, you safe when i’m around
my bread is yours, hit the safe when i’m around
cause, you can always call on me
your drama shit ever fall on me, just put it all on me

[verse 3: crooked i]
you’re my nigga now, you’re in the l dot b dot
the home of the sticky jars, we own it the cities ours
we’re rolling in 50 cars patrolling them titty bars
spend 20 large in the semis, ready for any charge
we on some mobster shit
know you and me, we on some roster shit
? alike, we on some conscious shit
rock your watches, i dare niggas to rob your shit
cause it’s death before persona
our enemies best ? invest when they step before piranhas, ? llama
never protect you from the drama
cause i’mma be on point just like the edge of a katana
weapon wet you on my mama
from the east side to the city limits
from the ? flip it to the pretty women
before niggas was big as diggy simmons
and we still do so, if you with me then my nigga listen
to this intermission

[hook]
you have a problem in the hood, you good, don’t ask what it’s gon’ be
cause if i’m by your side, don’t ride, put that all on me
cause you’re my brother, you safe when i’m around
my bread is yours, hit the safe when i’m around
cause, you can always call on me
your drama shit ever fall on me, just put it all on me

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Slaughterhouse - Where Sinners Dwell Lyrics and Video

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[verse 1: royce da 5'9]
i’m coming from the depths of the city where sinners dwell
we finish frail niggas with shells from splinter cells
when losers win, winners fail, i’ll cut your nose off
to spite your face, until you decay you can’t even call your scent a smell
mommy dragging a donkey, i’ll pin a tail
i been writing so dark and for so long, my pen is pale
for the money y’all impale, your heart with twenty ten inch nails
put a hole in your racket like i turned your tennis ball into a spin and snail
i laid off, they whole flow, on my day off i sprayed off
that fofo, then made off, with more dough then madoff
i’m the adolf, hitler, of this shit bruh
no soul, my skeleton sneak
your ho, got a hella physique
i hope she know i shoot boat loads
bon appetit, when she get to this house
i’m a spit this out, trying to ? this mouth to a pelican beak
heartbeat ready, as i done, sloppy steady
watch her do it, slob that knob. drop that jaw
and watch her come up, roxy eddy

[hook]
from the depths of the city where sinners dwell
from the depths of the city where sinners dwell
from the depths of the city where sinners dwell
from the depths of the city where sinners dwell

[verse 2: crooked i]
i’m coming from where sinners dwell
where ghetto america’s future is poverty
we inherited lucifer’s property
they giving us niggas hell
choose your philosophy
is usually hypocrisy
lose your democracy
nobody vote counting in 2012
so my ruger is watching me
i move to the monopoly properly
and due to this ruthless economy
i got shit for sell
our music’s anomaly
you dudes are just comedy
in lieu of monogamy
your pooky on top of me
i did oh well, all my neighbors heard that vixen yell
the way i make that ? quake, rate my sex on the richter scale
put it in a coffin, ? tarpin, cause all too often, i pinch your tail
only thing left for my pillow was a piece of a weave
and some ? of liquid gel
no one liver, yeah
go back and find her
nigga that mainly spit, crazy shit
prozac and fiber
no rap surviver, nigga, don’t act macgyver
when it get real in the field you a meal
no appetizer

[hook]
from the depths of the city where sinners dwell
from the depths of the city where sinners dwell
from the depths of the city where sinners dwell
from the depths of the city where sinners dwell

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Sean Kingston - How We Survive Lyrics and Video (Ft. Busta Rhymes)

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(verse)
we’re here to pop some bottles and enjoy the party
not here to pop nobody ,not here for no gun play
so flat i got it ’cause the money not tatty
now let me see you drop it keep it rocking all day

(verse)
it’s the world war 3 outside but we in here
hands in the sky wave ‘em high let me see them
music sounding right let me know when you feel it
we don’t want to murder but you know we bout to kill it

(hook)
we going underground ’til the sun come rise
where the music playing loud and the place go wild
and the drinks start flowing when we hit midnight
this is how we survive
show you a kind world that will change your life
where the music playing loud and the place go wild
and the drinks start flowing when we hit midnight
this is how we survive
dj drop that bomb,bomb,bomb
the whole club go dumb,dumb,dumb
and it don’t matter where ya from,from,from
we party as one,
this is how we survive

(verse)
them outside suiting but them can’t hit me
i’m east side vibing pull up the dj
we only live once, so no matter what they say
we party from kingston to mia

(verse)
it’s a konkrete jungle outside but we in it
lighters in the sky put them high let me see them
wifes in the building let me know what you feelin
we don’t want to murder but you know we bout to kill it

(hook)
we going underground ’til the sun come rise
where the music playing loud and the place go wild
and the drinks start flowing when we hit midnight
this is how we survive
show you a kind world that will change your life
where the music playing loud and the place go wild
and the drinks start flowing when we hit midnight
this is how we survive
dj drop that bomb,bomb,bomb
the whole club go dumb,dumb,dumb
and it don’t matter where ya from,from,from
we party as one,
this is how we survive

(verse : busta rhymes)
yeah,yeah,
hey yo sean kingston make sure shorty over there pass me one of those chug chugging
looping on them batch, and i don’t mean to brag
but when i get up on the mic and i fuck it up everybody else get mad
put all of my money in the bag, her amaze everything swag
too many broads can’t fit up in the whip everybody else get a cab
what a vibe,what a vibe,what a vibe nr.1
and you sittin’ way i slip up at a place
and on my shit tough until it done
them blacking since burn i really see the god that i’ve become
and i mac everybody run away the fly ,they godless where they from
now i’m a sling thing, they got me sling thing
and i broke up that cup it don’t matter what the rest bring
you can’t find me i’m at the crib in the west wing
while i’m seeing beat

(outro)
dj drop that bomb,bomb,bomb
the whole club go dumb,dumb,dumb
and it don’t matter where ya from,from,from
we party as one,
this is how we survive
dj drop that bomb,bomb,bomb
the whole club go dumb,dumb,dumb
and it don’t matter where ya from,from,from
we party as one,
this is how we survive
dj drop that bomb

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Leona Lewis - Haunted Lyrics and Video

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late at night i lie awake wishing you could be erased from my mind
‘cause missing you is a nightmare, it’s a nightmare.

and the ghost of you will never have escape,
i’m always being chased.
everywhere i go i see your face.

‘cause i’m haunted,
‘cause i’m haunted,
‘cause i’m haunted,
go away.
‘cause i’m haunted.

late at night, when i go out, i feel like you’re in the crowd, watching me
you’re all around, it’s a nightmare, it’s a nightmare.

and the ghost of you will never have escape,
i’m always being chased.
everywhere i go i see your face.

‘cause i’m haunted,
‘cause i’m haunted,
‘cause i’m haunted,
go away.
‘cause i’m haunted.

and the ghost of you will never have escape,
i’m always being chased.
everywhere i go i see your face.

‘cause i’m haunted,
‘cause i’m haunted,
‘cause i’m haunted,
go away.
‘cause i’m haunted,
‘cause i’m haunted,
‘cause i’m haunted,
go away.
‘cause i’m haunted.

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Kendrick Lamar - Westside, Right On Time Lyrics and Video

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[verse 1: kendrick lamar]
i woke up this morning with my dick on hard
didn’t know why til’ i said fuck all y’all
or fuck this world, or i’ma fuck that girl
good kid, m.a.a.d city watch my day unfurl
i put my life in these sentences
fucking right it’s either that or life sentences
i’m relatives with benjamin
i used to give a fuck about my luck when i was innocent
now what the fuck is up i’m at your neck like a pendleton
nigga i need thought bitch i need thought
24 acres and a mule best believe that
they say he got smoked like where the weed at
and everything you hope bitch nigga we that
pockets on kelly price back when it was ’95
buy a strap and then we cock it back when it’s uncircumcised
write a rap on how we just react when shot and hit the spine
give you dap and then we slide through your hood 3 dozen times
so what’s good i’m looking for a pedicure
pink pussy that pop, preferably the kind that don’t stink
bomb ass head uh til’ she can’t blink
and her eyes get watery you gotta pardon me

[hook]
i’m so damn turnt, when i’m in a two door with two hoes that follow me
and you know
westside, right on time, tell em’ hoes kudos
eastside, right on time, they don’t fuck with you though
in my hood, getting to the money, the pedal never broke
came a long way from the ghetto dawg but
westside, right on time, only thing fosho
eastside, right on time, gunnin’ through your door uhh

[verse 2: young jeezy]
i woke up this morning like fuck the world
been hustlin’ since i was 12, man i’ve been through hell
now these muthafuckers is tryna’ tell me i don’t care
trying to tell y’all muthafuckas look y’all wasn’t there
turn posted up on the block, waiting for
for my niggas posted up in the county, praying for bail
you coulda cost your boy, aint mad it wasn’t cheap
coming for a nigga just don’t sleep, shit for the week
got on my malcolm x frames, now i cop the check mane
cause every time i speak you hear my malcolm x pain
now them doors go up on that lamb’ they like judo
don’t you like your bitches with an ass, i like you hoe
first them bitches see me, i’m gone, i’m like pluto
plus i keep them choppers the same, they mars bruno
brown bag full of cash babay, mcm
when they ask me my name i tell ‘em mc him, straight up

[hook]

[bridge]
all praise go to the most high
all phase turn into a drive-by
part ways from the streets, after fucking with the police guaranteed
last nigga did that died, don’t you, don’t you, don’t you
wanna live with the ak, go for only 8k
minus 6 racks, minus one on top of that
maylay, snub him out then drag him out mouth like he date raped
daytonas bending every corner while they say

[hook]

[verse 3]
all i ever wanted was a dollar bill and hundreds
and my teachers asked my woman, when she smiled i stick my tongue in
plus some cartoons and some cereal
snoop doggy on my stereo
some british nights or la kids when glowing nights
or perry ellis jacket, i would love a swapmeet full of
chevrolets and candy paint, that’s wet with tammy on the bumper
can i hump her? poppa tell me yes
ebgc concert and a dj quik on cassette
twenty years later, hi hater, i’m the fucking best

[hook]

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Anberlin - Self-Starter Lyrics and Video

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'Self-Starter' Lyrics - Anberlin
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last night rolled over beside my bed
that sort of madness, could leave one dead
our eyes deceive, we were on fire
mistook you for love and love desire
i still can’t feel nothing just want to hold something
tell me again what’s real, tell me again what to feel

why do you stay until you see blood
why does the weight fall upon us
were on the same side in the same war
why stay ’till you see blood
where are we that we digress
long for love but then undress
our hands no bounds, our hearts detached
we grasp for all that will not last

i still can’t feel nothing just want to hold something
tell me again what’s real, tell me again what to feel
i still can’t feel nothing just want to hold something
tell me again what’s real, tell me again what to feel

why do you stay until you see blood
why does the weight fall upon us
were on the same side in the same war
why stay ’till you see blood

why do you stay until you see blood
why does the weight fall upon us
were on the same side in the same war
why stay ’till you see blood



i still can’t feel nothing just want to hold something
tell me again what’s real, tell me again what to feel
(were on the same side in the same war)
i still can’t feel nothing just want to hold something
tell me again what’s real, tell me again what to feel
(were on the same side in the same war)
why stay ’till you see blood

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Melanie Amaro - Love Me Now Lyrics and Video

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'Love Me Now' Lyrics - Melanie Amaro
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boy, jump out the world and love me now
let’s not wait for tomorrow.
take this moment and lend some net
let’s spend a day in the sun gold,
and when the night falls, and darkness calls
all you got to do is smile,
smile for me boy. come love me now
like it will never be another chance,
come love me now
like you’d save with me the last dance
come love me now
dance me slow like a baby
come love me now
i just need you to love me.
come love me now
like you’d never see my face again,
come love me now
like the whole world is here
come love me now
wrap me slow like a baby
come love me now
i just need you to love me
boy, jump out the world and love me now.

stitch your claim, cause i’m all yours
let’s take a place anywhere on the globe,
and baby let’s roll.
what you’re waiting for?
cause destiny don’t take rain checks
so, love me now with no regrets.
come love me now,
like it will never be another chance,
come love me now
like you’d save with me the last dance
come love me now
dance me slow like a baby
come love me now
i just need you to love me.
come love me now
like you’d never see my face again,
come love me now
like the whole world is here.
come love me now
wrap me slow like a baby
come love me now
i just need you to love me.

hurry up boy, you’re taking too long
listen to the words in this song
no more stolling, my heart’s calling
get the emergency in this tone.
hurry up boy, you’re taking too long
listen to the words in this song
no more stolling, my heart’s calling.
come love me now,
like it will never be another chance,
come love me now
like you’d save with me the last dance
come love me now
dance me slow like a baby
come love me now
i just need you to love me.
come love me now
like you’d never see my face again,
come love me now
like the whole world is here.
come love me now
wrap me slow like a baby
come love me now
i just need you to love me.

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Slaughterhouse - Truth Or Truth Lyrics and Video

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'Truth Or Truth' Lyrics - Slaughterhouse
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[verse 1: royce da 5'9"]
i’m stressed out so much i’m like, “why stress it?”
am i selfish for asking myself
“would you rather count money or count blessings?”
now that’s a wild question
fame turned my life upside down
i guess it was meant to be like passing beyonce a tic-tac
and that ain’t a diss, this way more to me than a diss track
jay-z is god to me
nas is god to me!
eminem is like b.i.g. and pac to me
and if you disagree i hope you bleed hypocrisy!
and this will be the realest shit i ever wrote
shoutout to all the crazy bitches i’ve been involved with
thank y’all for making my wife a crazier bitch than y’all bitches
y’all might’ve lost me, but y’all win
and this will be the realest shit i ever wrote
now let’s talk about the bet awards
when kanye went to the podium for the win
and mentioned everyone in the same category as him but me and em
he said they motivated him
and normally that would be ammo to hate on him
but that ain’t my m.o! my m.o. is to be mo’ motivatin’
this new-wave culture is so cultivatin’
where the fuck do i fit in?
and this will be the realest shit i ever wrote
i succumb so much to this game i feel sorrow
i answer more questions about the 40 and game squabble
than i answer questions that i ask myself
“are you a good father?”, the answers, “well
fuck this! royce got a game tomorrow”
i ain’t gotta spell out the offers
if being famous means speaking to people in offices
over being there for your sons and daughters
i’m off this
i know the last couple of lines kinda fell out of the pocket
but i don’t give a fuck! let me tell you this:
when was the last time you cop some shit where it actually came out of your pocket?
answer that!
if i gotta answer questions from you
you gotta answer questions from me!
“i’m fucking my whole life up for you?” answer this question:
“what the fuck are you doing for me?” answer that!
still i love my fans, even though you all looking me like i’m just this drunk nigga
that’s just throwing up behind shit, blowing up, but nigga i ain’t throwing up shit but my hands
and this is just me growing up
courtney artesia, kino and fish, please support me i need ya
but in reality an artist is supposed to be supported by easels
but in the meanwhile, i’m just supported by evil

[verse 2: joe budden]
wattup royce, you inspire me
and i picked you for the record
i mean, i’m no longer fuckin’ amused
i mean i addressed this shit on “cut you loose”
how long am i supposed to stick around for this fuckin’ abuse?
every time i go to leave, i figure “fuck is the use?”
i endure it for the true fans that covered that new
or is that just another fuckin’ excuse?
do i do it for attention cause i crave it, i won’t mention it, i’ll save it
if you know me than you know a nigga treasure anonymity
nigga thought that as a man, you must be kiddin’ me
and i’m starting to feel like my fans are now condemning me
listen, i don’t owe y’all shit
same joe i am today is the same joe y’all get
y’all will interrupt a nigga while he at his place of worship
and think that came along with your 20 dollar purchase
you bought the music, not the nigga that made it
but let me touch up on that nigga that made it
if you’re judging me on actions then i’ll take that l every time
if you conclude “joe budden is a corny mu’fucker”
cause all it mean if i’m a corny mu’fucker
is the greatest rapper ever’s just a corny mu’fucker
my bad, i’m not as street as you
but all this time i was being me, not being you
i get behind that mic, let all my demons through
without knowing shit about the people that i’m speaking to
add that to me not seeing a reason to
and that says a lot in a room full of silence, listen
at 21 i had a drug problem
at 31 still drugs is a problem
but the thing about that pill is it made everything real
and i felt i needed to see
funny thing about it all, i ain’t like what i saw
now the lord’s voice is in my head like
“you’ll be dead soon for questioning me”
another lesson for me
far greater than whatever i profess it to be
cause if left to me, i’d put our eyes in our brains
we’d over-think what we see and our whole lives would change
but fuck it, that day had to come
who ever knew that i would have a son?
i coulda guessed it, i was fuckin’ like a rabbit
but i never saw him handle scoliosis like his dad did
never knew me and ronnie would talk again
fuck a rhyme, i’m just happy that we talk again
who knew that the second i acknowledged you
you would get terminally ill, be in the hospital
the thought of you leaving is what fucks with me
i’m scared to death of getting full custody
nigga, i look in the mirror disgustingly
so how am i supposed to feel the day that he looks up to me?
i always said you were the worst baby-mother
i had ex-girl confused with baby-mother
and there lies my problem with our creator
all the times i wanted her black ass dead, you wouldn’t take her
don’t do it now, i need her
understand, it don’t get no realer
see how i go to bed with thoughts of a damn killer
but rather show y’all my girl through these instagram filters
look at her, don’t look at me
cause if y’all judging, y’all would throw the book at me
speakin’ of shorty, nah, i’ll do that in private
it might be a little soon for me to let her know how i get
shit, and now we right back at one
real quick, let me get back to my son
when a nigga was like
he said “dad, i’m weird… but i don’t have a problem with that”
and i was like haha… i laughed, and i was like
“well, number 1, why do you think you’re weird
and number 2, why don’t you have a problem with that?”
and he looked me in my eyes and he was like
“well, i say i’m weird, number 1, because i know i’m weird
and i don’t have a problem with it because that’s me
and whoever don’t like it, they don’t have to be around me
i’m comfortable with me and who i am”
and right there, that was cold
in my head i thought that was bold
illest shit about it all, said that at 10 years-old
so i could die right now
i could die right now and feel like he got the most important part of joe
or, better than that
i could die right now and feel like he know all he need to know
joey

royce, what up

last night we cried tears of joy
this morning they were still there
what’s handicap without the wheelchair
that’s what we are, but fuck it
we’ll be the sacrificial lamb for y’all niggas
hate it or love it
leave all of that, b, fuck it

[verse 3: crooked i]
yeah man, i kinda feel where my nigga was coming from
both my niggas
you know
baby moms was on worldstar n shit
ya know, talk about i take care of my junior
me and my niggas straight though
yo, my little nigga rap
i just let it be ya know cause people get their feelings hurt over other shit so
i just let it go you know
i aint have no rebuttal
but err, when you grew up fucked up
nobody’s perfect ya’know
but i’m perfect for this
this rap shit man

eastside long beach, atlantic avenue and hill
crooked was a youngster my ghetto attitude was real
dumper in the waist in case i had to shoot to kill
rocking dumb mics cause i had was stupid skill
eastsiders we cypher about a bus bitch
some sippin’ toca vodka, others had the blunt pitched
a lot of them niggas died, sweatshirt blood drenched
others went to jail, they hit a lick and left thumbprints
long beach i salute ya grind
even though you think you i sold out you not saluting mine
i don’t come around much, i’m on music’s time
lost and found i found when i’m broke i lose my mind
so i hustle like i’m on a hunger strike
without a doubt when i cuff a mic
i leave a body count like the shotty’s out
cause i’m from a group called slaughter
rap better than everybody house
now they think i’m in the game and stuntin’
but i’m like an orgasm man, i came from nothing
some of you from the burbs but you claim you wasn’t
so lame you struttin’, the cain you frontin’
fuck all that, if i was born rich i would rhyme about it
i was born poor in a ditch, i’m rhyming tryna climb up out it
tryna avoud a life of crime i’m ’bout
some say i’ll be fine without it
but i kinda doubt it
death around the corner, prison breathing down my neck
chasing paper til a nigga wheezing out of breath
irs wanna fuck me, i aint even outta debt
said they young buck me, tryna squeeze me outta checks
yeah, them fools tryna squeeze me outta checks
don’t talk to dominic’s unless you pay ya mommas rent
with marijuana sent outta town, them dollars spent
my own fam wanna grab the steel and harm me
but i got the nuts to kill an army
word to killa army, man all them killers adore me
bet red carpet, the steel was on me
to put a slug in my flesh and blood wouldn’t feel good
serena crip walking at the olympics i’m still hood
still me, til my candle is blown
so many secrets i only told to a glass of patron
half of my fathers family died of cancer alone
he called me sick, i didn’t answer the phone
how does it feel to know that your son doesn’t care
cause you wasn’t there, life wasn’t fair
i look at steps in the wrong direction, another stare
yeah muthafucka yeah

i swear, just the other muthafucking night dawg
like niggas, niggas rolled in front of my studio on my kids life
nah’mean, i ran through the fucking studio to my office grabbed that 3.57 thang man
came out waving, i’m bout to bust, the police pass by
my little brothers told me i needed to chill
nah’mean, this is what i do man, this is the life i live for real dawg
this aint no muthafuckin’ rap music
just the other night i coulda killed a nigga man
nah’mean, i wouldn’t be here rapping about this shit
think about it man

[verse 4: joell ortiz]
my grandmom’s left me, father don’t exist
baby moms stress me, my momma got a cyst
my older son love football and the little nigga hands is mean
but he chronic asthmatic so he fully suited on the sideline wishing he could be in there but still
cheering for his team
my youngest son got nervous, sometimes he cry to me
i’m looking at him like it’s not you fault
you was conceived when daddy was such a slave to his everyday anxiety
i worked at ups for a week and my boss aint have to fire me
i wasn’t fit to lift boxes i quit
don’t put me in that box when i spit
my life wasn’t too muthafucking fly for me
wasn’t too muthafucking fly for me
from the lobby huffing and puffing running from robberies
to crooked i, royce da 5’9″, joe budden, homie from the goodie mob and me carving artistry
celebrating escaping poverty
ashy knees and no socks
chinese outta hocks but that was on the first, other than that
liver works and government sent me yellow cheese in box
ya’ll aint have that yellow cheese in a box
last night i cried tears of joy
but the other night i cried tears my boy
no longer here i can’t hear his voice
i guess upstairs they playing dealers choice
popped a pill with joe i’m sippin’ clear with royce
crook light a cigar nigga
my little homie just hit the pen
went in a younger dodi, came out a senior citizen
and them crackers just denied me
fuck dawg i can’t even sneak a visit in
i aint hustlin’ no more if y’all listening
ya’ll niggas only get the music man
ya’ll know what be going on with a nigga day to day
i mean shit i aint complaining or nothing
like a nigga stand on his own two and hold it down
but it’s realer than you think nigga
you think i give a fuck about a rap list
i just left my condo, hopped up in my car i’m on my way to fuck an actress
i don’t need y’all to remind me bout my pen and pad gift
and how my ad-libs subtract your wack spit
multiply my visits to chase divide my among 4 other niggas
who spazz quick
nah nigga this aint no rap clique
this is a muthafucking takeover
i want another range rover
i got such a hangover celebrating the fact my mother become sober
my uncle fading from that needle though
found out he fully blown a couple weeks ago
my aunt tested negative but it’s the same result
but she gon die on the same day he stop breathing yo
to know me aint to love me
nah, to know me is to know me
cause you aint got to like me but respect that i aint phony
not a nominee for yony’s or oscars for my uh balony
wat you see is what you get
hope you getting what you see cause what you seeing is a threat
come at me with indirect’s, i aint gon write a song about you
i’mma knee you in your neck
and write a song about how i just beat ya to death
don’t play with my little niggas
i’m just a grown ass man tryna feed my family through the talent god gave me
honestly i don’t care if you hate me
but don’t fuck with my money
anything else i say will be dry snitching on myself, how dumb would that be
house gang
yaowa!!!

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Ruxandra Bar - Chocolate Lyrics and Video (Ft. Boy Zein)

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i’m feeling naughty like never before,
let’s start a party and give me some more.

boy zein:
put you hands up, put your put your
hands up, that’s how we o it baby
put your, put your hands up.
baby girl, all i want you show me your love.
i’m feeling only, baby let me just take off
take on the floor, show me your moves now
i get it get it, but it’s all about the rules now.
you’re a magic, you’re a cool girl
baby, i’m hoping i’m gon’ be your boyfriend tonight.

hush hush, some day awaken near you monday
hush hush, tuesday wanna love you onto wednesday
hush hush, thursday wanna feel your body to friday
hush hush, sing with me
won’t you dance with me?
won’t you play with me?

i’m a talk talk talk you a lot
i’m a sweet sweet thing
i’m a man cute slut
so, don’t you really want me
you really need me, you’re gonna fall in love with me.
i’m a talk talk talk you a lot
i’m a sweet sweet thing
i’m a man cute slut
i love them white, i love them black
i love every piece of chocolate.

boy zein:
put you hands up, put your put your
hands up, that’s how we o it baby
put your, put your hands up.
baby girl, all i want you show me your love.
i’m feeling only, baby let me just take off
take on the floor, show me your moves now
i get it get it, but it’s all about the rules now.
you’re a magic, you’re a cool girl
baby, i’m hoping i’m gon’ be your boyfriend tonight.

hush hush, some day awaken near you monday
hush hush, tuesday wanna love you onto wednesday
hush hush, thursday wanna feel your body to friday
hush hush, sing with me
won’t you dance with me?
won’t you play with me?

(x2:)
i’m a talk talk talk you a lot
i’m a sweet sweet thing
i’m a man cute slut
so, don’t you really want me
you really need me, you’re gonna fall in love with me.
i’m a talk talk talk you a lot
i’m a sweet sweet thing
i’m a man cute slut,
i love them white, i love them black
i love every piece of chocolate.

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DJ Khaled - Bitches & Bottles (Let's Get It Started) Lyrics and Video (Ft. Lil Wayne, T.I. & Future)

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(hook)
let’s get it started,let’s go dumb and retarded
let’s get high as we want and let’s go and burn up a forest
girl there’s other precautions,get the car it’s inside it
let’s put some ice as we watch it redesign your whole body
let all the bitches and bottles, ay bitches and bottles
bitches and bottles ,let all the bitches and bottles
bitches and bottles,bitches and bottles,bitches and bottles
lets get it started

(verse)
i’m pumped up to my nagro say turn down i say nah hoe
my nigga rocking like balboa ,my watching fishes uncalled for
in the same regions on all floors, i got six lats on our auras
they french kiss and say bonjour i got my own shine but i won’t show
i’m stupid rich got stupid bitch ,got stupid and loot it
don’t like me,fuck you again,wanna fight me well come do it
right hand guard on everything i see the hearts on me and they bare lane
i won’t entertain no punk shit, they talk shit and i rush it
and you tryin’ to get what i been there, headed down with like 10 here
i’m to answer this unreal let’s say one album and like 10 mill
plus my swag is stupid low iq gone ,heard nigga bailin’ all try to gone
but when you ballin’ like that dude you know something nigga they don’t like you

(hook)
let’s get it started,let’s go dumb and retarded
let’s get high as we want and let’s go and burn up a forest
girl there’s other precautions,get the car it’s inside it
let’s put some ice as we watch it redesign your whole body
let all the bitches and bottles, ay bitches and bottles
bitches and bottles ,let all the bitches and bottles
bitches and bottles,bitches and bottles,bitches and bottles
lets get it started

(verse)
if some shit would bit you i’m like stick your bee and stick your pussy
sending on like a hundred mill i treat that shit like whoope cushin
ballin’ on them fuck niggers,they on the bench i bench pressing
they hating from the side line ,they pissed off , pissed test the man
i’m on that lane, liquor for the bitches who fucking with me
all i hear is crickets, i got stink up in my swisher
my bitch pussy smells like roses
you on that nally i’m on that mary i’m on that mary
like joseph,man i’m married to this shit
you can call it shit carter ,dick stay up like it got insomnia
all them niggers hating,fuck you in the pussy
the best things in life for free, free my nigga boosie,done

(hook x2)
let’s get it started,let’s go dumb and retarded
let’s get high as we want and let’s go and burn up a forest
girl there’s other precautions,get the car it’s inside it
let’s put some ice as we watch it redesign your whole body
let all the bitches and bottles, ay bitches and bottles
bitches and bottles ,let all the bitches and bottles
bitches and bottles,bitches and bottles,bitches and bottles
lets get it started

(outro)
i make it, i find it and i put his sound
it’s we the best, it’s why i’m seeing b
lil wayne,t.i., future, dj khaled
fuck boy suck a dick
bow down kiss the ring
shit real over here
bitch i’m the biggest mogul in the game
salute

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DJ Khaled - I Did It For My Dawgs Lyrics and Video (Ft. Rick Ross, Meek Mill, French Montana & Jadakiss)

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(hook)
i did it for my dawgs (i did it for my dawgs) x8
oh lord!

(verse : rick ross)
hundred in the mula got more diamonds than a jeweler
top down on the car, might be riding with a shooter
nigga down to do ya, i aint fucking with a curl bar
nickle plated ruger have you in a box on worldstar
duck nigga, duck nigga, duck nigga, duck nigga
where i’m from you call the fuck nigga
pistol in the freezer, spend a kilo on the visa
courtside sportscenter, i can make you a believer
everybody going broke, keep it real, you gotta fight it
hundred kilo’s in the beemer, boy don’t make me get excited
couple milli on the neck like i’m tryna get indicted
got a mansion, got a yacht, bad bitch and a tiger
real niggas, taking over televisions
dope boys riding in a new set of benzes
hot boy, young boy, still on fire
what’s a death sentence cause we all gotta die

(hook)
i did it for my dawgs (i did it for my dawgs) x4
oh lord!

(verse : meek mill)
sittin’ on them m’s, mad shit is gettin realer
break it easy ,got my hood looking like a strilla
buying all these foreigns i be in and out the dealer
just to let my niggas hold on when they rollin, it could kill ‘em
and these suckas, i don’t feel ‘em
i don’t even see ‘em
i’mma die fly, rest in peace aaliyah
half my dawgs dead, the rest of them is here
if all your jewels fake, how the fuck we gon believe ya
said i did it for my dawgs, did it for my dawgs
everybody ridin’ till you sit ‘em in the morgue
started with a bonnie now i’m sittin’ in a porsche
with the shooters right behind me
shit, you looking at a boss
rose gold rolie on my wrist, flawless
hundred bottles send ‘em to the vip, ballin’
basketball leather in the benz, spalding
ya’ll niggas talking, fuck is yall retarded?

(hook)
i did it for my dawgs (i did it for my dawgs) x4
oh lord!

(verse : french montana)
i did it for my dawgs
did it for them niggas with a vision like a boss
did it for them niggas in the kitchen with the salt
now i’m in that white thing, 500 horses for my niggas in the carver
got dice in my hand and a drop head rolly
staring at the ceiling when i wake up in the morning
my dawg doing life, try to see him ‘fore he hit the coffin’
play with my paper, run up in your offices
it’s the ’012 ice cube nigga with the raider hat
a maniac nigga, where the paper at
highway to life, need a hundred mill exit
50 on the wrist, hundred on the necklace

(hook)
i did it for my dawgs (i did it for my dawgs) x4
oh lord!

(verse : jadakiss)
yo, watch who you drinking with
watch who you smoking with
1.7 in my safe when i open it (cash)
if i put 7 in ya face, will i open it
and i know tomorrow aint promised but i hope it is
love to get acquanted with you
stay and tear the jail up
did it for my dawgs so i had to put the bails up
get them thangs off so i haven’t put the scales up
treat you like a pit, get ya ears and ya tail cut
choppas still hot, you can hold it for yourself
versace, same buckle on the loafers and the belt
yeh the pills is flying but the smokers is something else
if the spot catch fire, the coke will just really melt
the dough got ‘em bringing in the broads
obvious the flow got ‘em screaming for the lord
if there’s money on ya head what you think is the reward?
i aint do it for myself, you know who i did it for?

(outro)
i did it for my dawgs
oh lord!

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Leona Lewis - Mountains Lyrics and Video

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'Mountains' Lyrics - Leona Lewis
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he said i’m going to have a bed with lots of pillows
and that we’re going to build a house with lots of windows
and when we have the kids we’ll tell them to remind we
of where we were and how so we never get lazy

yeah we’ll climb mountains
climb mountains together
yeah we’ll climb mountains
climb mountains together

i’d never work these hours if i didn’t love you
my hands are always red and sunshine i sleep through
if you say we’re going to move somewhere with neighbours less crazy
you know i’m going to be there, because i trust my baby

yeah we’ll climb mountains
climb mountains together
yeah we’ll climb mountains
climb mountains together

i keep my fingers crossed that we’re going to be able
i touch the wood for luck, on our broken table
i know that it’s our heart that’s going to save us
if we never come back how can they blame us?

yeah we’ll climb mountains
climb mountains together
yeah we’ll climb mountains
climb mountains together

yeah we’ll climb mountains
climb mountains together
yeah we’ll climb mountains
climb mountains together

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Leona Lewis - Playground Lyrics and Video

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back and forth like a swing set,
round and round like a carousel,

tears fall down the from the things you say,
up and down like a see-saw,
you hang on my heart like a monkey bar,
i go right, you go left,
playtime is over can you hear the bell?

i guess that’s what happens,
when you take love for granted.
when you turn around, i’m no where to be found,
and the walls come down crashing.

cos i’m not gonna wait, til the sun goes down.
but you used my heart, like it’s your playground.
gotta get away, i will stay around.
but you used my heart, like it’s your playground.

like a playground, using my heart like a playground.
playing with my heart like a playground,
using my heart like a playground.

i built a bridge, you sat away,
this time, it’s not a game.
i knock, but the door’s locked,
a house can’t stand on a sandbox.

but i guess that’s what happens,
when you take love for granted.
when you turn around, i’m no where to be found,
and the walls come down crashing.

cos i’m not gonna wait, til the sun goes down.
but you used my heart, like it’s your playground.
gotta get away, i will stay around.
but you used my heart, like it’s your playground.

like a playground, using my heart like a playground.
playing with my heart like a playground,
using my heart like a playground.

i’m not gonna wait, til the sun goes down.
but you used my heart, like it’s your playground.
gotta get away, i will stay around.
but you used my heart, like it’s your playground.

like a playground, using my heart like a playground.
playing with my heart like a playground,
using my heart like a playground.

like a playground, using my heart like a playground.
playing with my heart like a playground,
using my heart like a playground.

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DJ Khaled - They Ready Lyrics and Video (Ft. Big K.R.I.T., J. Cole & Kendrick Lamar )

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'They Ready' Lyrics - DJ Khaled (Ft. Big K.R.I.T., J. Cole & Kendrick Lamar )
Here is They Ready Lyrics by DJ Khaled Ft. Big K.R.I.T, J. Cole & Kendrick Lamar

[verse 1: j. cole]
and you know it don’t stop
grindin round that clock
masterminding my second album
my first album just dropped
scored a touchdown on my first down
niggas thought i was gon’ flop
see i hustle like my momma but i look just like my pops
and we still duckin cops
ride round and take shots
hennessy for my enemies
niggas know i’m takin they spot
cause that’s cole up on the play clock
show just how i came from way back
just like tip told you asap but you niggas rappin like aesop
get a grip

oh that’s your dream car? nigga that’s my old whip
oh that’s your dream girl? nigga that’s my old bitch
oh that’s your new flow? nigga that’s my old shit!
this that new krit shit, that cole shit
them country niggas
one for the money
two for the show
three for them hoes saying anything goes

they say they ready for whatever!
they say they ready for whatever..

i been around the world
twice to be exact
six bad bitches and they lapped up in the back
they say they ready for whatever!
they say they ready for whatever

[verse 2: big k.r.i.t.]

shawty look what we got
my bass beat & it knock
got the old school in my old school
bout to post up on yo block
yo broad chose like she was supposed to and you up in arms cause she bopped
i hate to say it but i got to say that i wish that they would just stop
so fuck these haters, fuck these hoes that ain’t slammin doors on they drop
y’all niggas too young to remember how to ??? the beat but i’m not
so when it come to snappin cadillac

[verse 3: kendrick lamar]
hol’ up, but don’t forget about compton nigga
one for the money, two for the show, three for no limit and the rest for death row
that means i been bout it bout it and this is the realist shit i ever wrote
and if anyone ever doubt it then they are the loudest of liars i know
i only desire to blow, she only desire to blow
and i hope that my dick is a whistlely flute, and that’s not the instrumental
now pick up my coat, you let that motherfucker drag like rupaul, i’ll drag your ass to the floor
bitch, i can admit, i’m a recovered addict, paraphernalia that is
tellin the doctor i’m sick

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Lil Wayne - No Lie (Freestyle) Lyrics and Video

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[intro]
hey turn the music up
it sound like i’m loud as fuck and the music’s not
i don’t like that

[verse 1]
i am sippin’ on that lean, don’t bring me no bottles hoe
i make it rain so hard, flowers grow, hollygrove
four baby mamas, no baby mama drama
bad bitch at home sleepin, i go home and sleep behind her, uh
shout out to my weed man, shout out to my lean man
i’m sittin’ on these muthafuckin’ millions like a beanbag
fuck you, don’t judge me, drug me then love me
eat me some pussy when i got the munchies
i’m trippin’, tell pippen, to beam me up scottie
got pounds of that kush watch me go on a diet
that’s no lie, i’m so high, you pussy ass niggas massengill
i got them yellow xanax, i slipped on a banana peel
trukfit t-shirt, blunt dipped in syrup
pass that weed around like some fuckin’ hors d’oeuvres
man i’m shit faced and your bitch facin’
she high too, fuckin’ right
my number one f-a-n, you know what that mean, fuck all night, ugh

yeah, i’ma let that breathe
let that breathe

[verse 2]
uh, nigga i fucked that bitch that’s with ya
and she send me naked pictures
if i was you i wouldn’t kiss her, you know why?
you know why, yeah, uh, now all my bad bitches say word
you ain’t never jocked no nigga, you ain’t never sweat no nigga
yeah, you don’t want none of these niggas
bitch, i ain’t one of these niggas, ho
i be doin’ my own thing, red bone with a tongue-ring
we get home and she go straight for that head, gun range
fuck your feelings i’m feelin’ me, you want real? that’s real as me
mask on, trick-or-treat, my sign say “dick for free”
all my homies ride or die, all my bitches ride or die
i look her pussy eye-to-eye then suck that muthafucka dry

yes lord
yeah and she say “yes lord”
yeah, dedikation 4, hoe
scoob in this bitch with me?

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Brother Ali - Mourning In America Lyrics and Video

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i don’t usually use those big words
cause i don’t usually deal with big people
i find you can get a whole lot of small people
and whip hell out of a whole lot of big people

murder murder murder kill kill kill
cannibals walk the earth and get ill blood spill
eyes sunk deep in their skull their bone chill
few for survival most for the thrill

terrorism is the war of the poor
hold up a mirror so the script get flipped
cause when it’s in reverse it ain’t wrong no more
warfare’s the terrorism of the rich

who’s the true guerilla
when the bomb on your body killing innocent civilians
but a life is a life and a killer is a killer
you’re at a desk chillin’ push a button kill a million

see the anguish of the parents
when they’re carrying the body of the baby that they cherish
when innocent people perish
it’s a very thin line between a soldier and a terrorist

murder murder kill kill kill
death and destruction a cap get pealed
harm or heal destroy and rebuild
shots still ring out the blood still spill

murder murder kill kill kill
death and destruction a cap get pealed
harm or heal destroy and rebuild
shots still ring out the blood still spill

overseas we can mutilate and mangle
let me give you an example what our troops are coming back to
cold cities where the youth are getting strangled
the community in peril and our future looking narrow

your school already failed you

the boys in blue will nail you they salute you with a barrel
the streets are a certified dead zone
decorated with chalk lines and headstones

all the way live and every night the bullets flying
even if you ain’t dying you a traumatized survivor
when you grow up in a climate of overriding violence
you will never get beyond it it’s always alive inside you

and death just surrounds you
fallen classmates’ ghosts haunt you
crime just calls you cause you look at what you walk through
ain’t certain if you’ll make it ain’t sure you even want to

murder murder kill kill kill
death and destruction a cap get pealed
harm or heal destroy and rebuild
shots still ring out the blood still spill

murder murder kill kill kill
death and destruction a cap get pealed
harm or heal destroy and rebuild
shots still ring out the blood still spill

choir
tears and sorrow block the sunlight
head low heart broke eyes closed tongue-tied
waters raise the tide is climbing
speeding time the sky is crying
shots are fired bombs and sirens
war and riots mourning in america

now that society forgot you
and they locked you in an obstacle course where nothing’s possible
if you slip up and they caught you
they got boxes where they lock you make a million dollars off you

they rule you too rude to school
they screw you in a booth shoot electricity through you
or inject death into you
on a television set and let it ooze through you

every time a leader tries to stand up for our freedom
someone claps them with the heater their brain and back leaking
a shame their family grieving the only way to see them
is a displaced dream displayed in a museum

they say they built our nation for a reason
then they stained it with the bleeding of the slaves that never seen it
i ain’t hating i still want to believe it
and i’m not trying to leave it i just call it how i see it

murder murder kill kill kill
death and destruction a cap get pealed
harm or heal destroy and rebuild
shots still ring out the blood still spill

murder murder kill kill kill
death and destruction a cap get pealed
harm or heal destroy and rebuild
shots still ring out the blood still spill

they haven’t got anything to lose
and they’ve got everything to gain
and they’ll let you know in a minute
it takes two to tango. when i go, you go

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Jay Rock - YOLA Lyrics and Video

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'YOLA' Lyrics - Jay Rock
Here is YOLA Lyrics by Jay Rock

[verse 1]
i’ve been gone for a minute, now i’m back in this bitch
like a porno star, man i’m going to go hard
go and take you a flick, picture perfect
the way i merk it, lurkin’, like swamp thang
close curtains, yeah that’s for certain, if you ever hop in my lane
nigga fuck your chain
i’m out here thuggin’ bitch, what the fuck you thought
talkin’ all that ra-ra think you the kaka
get your hood compound chalked
what the fuck you thought?
so fuck your shoebox money
talking all that rich shit got you nervous
you ain’t in the hood, you ain’t ’bout that
stop that ‘fore them killers end up where your house at
ka-ka-ka, leave you topless
in the ‘jects with my homies, watts and [g's?] be my domain
some of my niggas deal cocaine
spill a line off a plate then they rollin’
but these clown ass niggas they jokes mane
it must be the dope they smokin’
streets know that i got that fire
rock ’bout to take them higher

[hook]
i got that a1
yola, yola, yola, yola, yola, yo-yola
i got that a1
yola, yola, yo-yola, yo-yola, yo-yola, yola
he think he cold, but i’m much colder
colder, cold-cold-colder
i got that a1, yola, a1, yola, yola, yola, yola
i got that work (x3)

[verse 2]
i’m the incredible, gargantuo
crack competition like pistachios
i got it on lock, can’t crack the code
streets know i’m hot, you catch a cold
36 kilos, me nigga
drop me in a pot, watch me eat nigga
need to practice what you preach, nigga
your rap stats sour, you a sweet nigga
i’m way too a g, tde no limit, i’m p nigga
sippin on henney in the back of a lac 22 inch vogues on a fleet nigga
know you can’t do it like me, nigga
i was born broke, so i’m bound to ball
i can take a quarter piece, turn it to a key
100 gs in a week, that’s an easy call
everything i do now — easy call
snatch your bitch — easy call
give her right back, we don’t love the hoes
let her suck ’til i blow, then i’m on the go
handsome shit, big daddy kane
runaway slave rock off the chain
streets know that i got that fire
i’m about to take them higher

[hook]

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