Pitbull – Can’t Have (feat. Steven A. Clark & Ape Drums)

[Intro: Pitbull (Steven A. Clark)]
Ape Drums, Steven Clark, and yours truly
Mr. W.W., haha!
I told you once (Can’t Have)
I tell you twice (Can’t Have)
The grass looks greener on the other side
Til you get to the other side, haha

[Pre-Hook: Steven A. Clark]
Well you’re happy now
And I’m so glad, cause you’re so right
Well then I guess we always
Want what we can’t have
Why does loneliness hurt so bad
And girl I want you back
Well then I guess we always
Want what we can’t have

[Hook: Steven A. Clark]
Can’t Have
Can’t Have
Can’t Have
Ohhhhhh!

[Verse 1: Pitbull]
I seen Central Park, from my hotel room
And it’s got me thinking
About the crazy things we use to do
For the fame, for the power, for the fortune
Ducked prison, ducked death, I’m fortunate
It was all a dream, now I wake up and live it
Thinking that the sky was the limit
Til I figured out there was footprints on the moon
Now I’m like get out the way, bitch move

[Bridge: Pitbull]
Papo I’m live, fuck the other side
I’m always gonna rep 305 til I die
Everyone knows that this chico gon’ ride
Now I won’t kill you but I’ll watch you die
I’m always gonna rep 305 til I die
Everyone knows that this chico gon’ ride
Now I won’t kill you but I’ll watch you die
Everyone wants what they can’t have right?

[Pre-Hook]
Well you’re happy now
And I’m so glad, cause you’re so right
Well then I guess we always
Want what we can’t have
Why does loneliness hurt so bad
And girl I want you back
Well then I guess we always
Want what we can’t have

[Hook 2: Steven A. Clark]
Can’t Have, Can’t Have
Can’t Have, Can’t Have
Can’t Have, Can’t Have
Can’t Have, Ohhhhhh!

[Verse 2: Pitbull]
Looking at my backyard, now all I see the ocean
Not bad for a kid that grew up with roaches
Drama, chaos, and different coaches
That’s what allows me to see through these vultures
First we shining shoes
Then we own the shoe shop
First we make the sandwich
Then we own the restaurants
First then we the clean houses
Then we own every house on the block
Not bad for some immigrants

[Bridge: Pitbull]
Papo I’m live, fuck the other side
I’m always gonna rep 305 til I die
Everyone knows that this chico gon’ ride
Now I won’t kill you but I’ll watch you die
I’m always gonna rep 305 til I die
Everyone knows that this chico gon’ ride
Now I won’t kill you but I’ll watch you die
Everyone wants what they can’t have right?

[Pre-Hook]
Well you’re happy now
And I’m so glad, cause you’re so right
Well then I guess we always
Want what we can’t have
Why does loneliness hurt so bad
And girl I want you back
Well then I guess we always
Want what we can’t have

[Hook 2]
Can’t Have, Can’t Have
Can’t Have, Can’t Have
Can’t Have, Can’t Have
Can’t Have, Ohhhhhh!

[Outro: Steven A. Clark]
Well I guess we always want
What we can’t have

Nyck Caution – Show No Love (feat. Kirk Knight)

(Ain’t no love up in the city) x7
Hey, yo..

[Intro – Nyck Caution]
Cause there’s no love up in the city, yeah
And I ain’t really tryna single it out
But it’s a fact that this shit been getting gritty, yeah
We gotta make it out alive
But you know these motherfuckers stay missing
Another day another pill man
So you know the deal man
They be pain killing, yeah
Ain’t no love if you ain’t wit it
Ain’t no love up in the city
But I’ve been for the freedom
I’m for the love
I’m tryna trust everybody that I’m with but it’s all fucked up
(But it’s all fucked up)
I said it’s all fucked up
(Yo it’s all fucked up)
Yo, you know I’m for the freedom
I’m for the love
I’m tryna trust everybody that I’m with
But it’s all fucked up
(But it’s all fucked up)
I said it’s all fucked up
Ain’t no love up in the city

[Verse 1 – Nyck Caution]
Ain’t no love up in the city when you tryna be the next out
Everybody gunning for the same spot
And it’s the same old shit got me stressed out
Yeah, my brothers sniffing and he tell me that he can’t stop
Just another raindrop, (Yeah)
Till the pain stop, (Yeah)
Short living cause you know the side effects ain’t pleasing
New York is the city of dreams, because we sleeping and these people ain’t impressed that easy
I ain’t worried bout nothing I ain’t involved with
Making sure that we get it got em honest
Got this city on my back
Told my people I would honor those who got me so I either break my promise or my collarbone
So let it go, I ain’t letting it fly
Let us build unless you wanna let intelligence die
We be underneath the surface I ain’t telling a lie
From the coast that don’t ever provide
Cause there’s no love up in the city, yeah

[Hook – Nyck Caution]
And I ain’t really tryna single it out
But it’s a fact that this shit been getting gritty, yeah
We gotta make it out alive
But you know these motherfuckers stay missing
Another day another pill man
So you know the deal man
They be pain killing, yeah
Ain’t no love if you ain’t wit it
Ain’t no love up in the city
But I’ve been for the freedom
I’m for the love
I’m tryna trust everybody that I’m with but it’s all fucked up
I said it’s all fucked up
Yo, yo you know I’m for the freedom
I’m for the love
I’m tryna trust everybody that I’m with
But it’s all fucked up
I said it’s all fucked up
Ain’t no love up in the city, ain’t no love up in the

[Bridge – Kirk Knight]
Show no love
Kill the competition
Make a name
Young boy
On a mission
Everyday I pray

Show no love
Kill the competition
Make a name
Young boy
On a mission
Everyday I slay

[Verse 2 – Kirk Knight]
Uh, ain’t no love up in the city, stare at mirrors counting O’s
Even oxys lookin’ dimmer, lookin’ deep through my pores
Pour my heart out on the stage
Ain’t no love if I flaw, flaw with me
Hostility, feel it in my bones, tinglin’ my spinal cord
And life lines on it make the feeling more
But the more merrier keep me more focused, on the love
Never shove the hand that’s dealt, keep the cat up off the skunk
Tricks up my sleeve, treat my niggas that’s involved
Tryna stand tall in the city deep in these situations
But I never put my hands out
Life’s a roller-coaster, never keep my hands out
Climb the ladder of success, so a nigga stand out
Nighttime motherfucker, niggas always creep about
And the city never sleep
Tried to grab you by your mouth
And a nigga free to speak
So you gonna hear it loud

[Hook – Nyck Caution]
And I ain’t really tryna single it out
But it’s a fact that this shit been getting gritty, yeah
We gotta make it out alive
But you know these motherfuckers stay missing
Another day another pill man
So you know the deal man
They be pain killing, yeah
Ain’t no love if you ain’t wit it
Ain’t no love up in the city
But I’ve been for the freedom
I’m for the love
I’m tryna trust everybody that I’m with but it’s all fucked up
I said it’s all fucked up
Yo, yo you know I’m for the freedom
I’m for the love
I’m tryna trust everybody that I’m with
But it’s all fucked up
I said it’s all fucked up
Ain’t no love up in the city, ain’t no love up in the

[Outro – Nyck Caution]
(Ain’t no love up in the city when you tryna be the next out) x2

Lil Durk – Shooters (feat. Snap Dogg & Antt Beatz)

[Intro]
Stuntman, woah, woah

[Hook: Antt Beatz]
Nigga I just bought a chopstick, no Benihanas
And I got that AR, so where the drummer
Got an old ass Tommy gun that got bodies on it
Come get me nigga, I don’t worry, no I keep it coming

[Verse 1: Snap Dogg]
Niggas swear that they shooters, ain’t shot shit
Ask about me, they gon’ tell you that I drop shit
When Glock clips on hot shit, really hit your top bitch
I can put this chopper down drop quick
Y’all be beefing over pussy nigga?
I swear y’all some pussy niggas
On weak shit, beef shit
Y’all ain’t with that street shit
I shot up your whole body, closed casket, y’all can’t see shit
(Shit there goes Snap Dogg)
That’s an opp nigga
That’s my chop nigga
I’m really with the shit, do your homework
Coulda put my niggas on you but I do my own dirt

[Hook: Antt Beatz]
Nigga I just bought a chopstick, no Benihanas
And I got that AR, so where the drummer
Got an old ass Tommy gun that got bodies on it
Come get me nigga, I don’t worry, no I keep it coming

[Bridge: Snap Dogg]
I don’t need no shooter, I’m my own shooter
I don’t need no shooter, I’m my own shooter
I don’t need no shooter, I’m my own shooter
It was them got the shooters, we ain’t (?)

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Game is water, stand in them trenches with .45s raining
Show money go up to 50, them niggas can’t be jaded
Red light, green light, catch you at red at night my city dangerous
Cause your life, you cool, but when you’re dead niggas make you famous
Homicide been looking for me, riding around with my bitch
There go Durk, let’s get him, (?) cops and (?)
Hit that Smith and tell these rappers diss ’em
Swish ’em, catch ’em, blick ’em
Instagram and Snapchat might be the calls of the victims
I don’t need to shoot, I know my brothers got me
I got Rugers, Macs, .40s, 90s, wooden Dracos with the handle
Fuck a rumor nigga, ask me for the truth
And I’m talking (?) street, (?) I got the juice

[Hook: Antt Beatz]
Nigga I just bought a chopstick, no Benihanas
And I got that AR, so where the drummer
Got an old ass Tommy gun that got bodies on it
Come get me nigga, I don’t worry, no I keep it coming

[Bridge: Snap Dogg]
I don’t need no shooter, I’m my own shooter
I don’t need no shooter, I’m my own shooter
I don’t need no shooter, I’m my own shooter
It was them got the shooters, we ain’t (?)

Dae Dae & London On Da Track – Hit The Block

[Intro]
Uhm-hmmm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(We got London on the track)
Hahaha, oh I like this one London
This one go hard, I’m finna fuck this one up
Nah I’ma fuck this up like

[Hook]
Remember I just blew my first mil (blew it)
Rollie gold, put that furniture inside my crib (the newest)
Pour a whole full pint in that eight liter (drank)
With my teacher, I was flexing hard, go at Keisha (Keisha)
Still thinking about that bankroll I just lost (whew)
Shooting dice at the loft with my Uncle Knot (uh)
Pissed off, I can’t make a number or a shot (fuck)
Fuck it, I ain’t shoot no more, I’m bout to hit the block
Hit the block late, hit the block

[Verse 1]
Dime a dozen
Ride with me, you will get a lot of it (you will)
Pride of my son, he’ll ride with me junior
Size ’em up, got to show ’em who the biggest (who-who)
Shot the perp coming on my fucking pivot
Straight (?) user, drive a Civic (skrt)
Want a whole 8 ball? Give me a minute (hold on wait)
You gon’ fall face first, it’s all in your feelings (bitch)
Got my first (?) when I was 14 (Quay)
I know this sound crazy but I don’t drink
I told my lady to satisfy me
Cause baby you gon’ fuck around and lose me (I’m telling you)

[Hook]
Remember I just blew my first mil
Rollie gold, put that furniture inside my crib
Pour a whole full pint in that eight liter
With my teacher, I was flexing hard, go at Keisha
Still thinking about that bankroll I just lost
Shooting dice at the loft with my Uncle Knot
Pissed off, I can’t make a number or a shot
Fuck it, I ain’t shoot no more, I’m bout to hit the block
Hit the block late, hit the block

[Verse 2]
Ain’t got common sense (no)
You know I ride with them niggas who will die for me
Homicide if you fucking with my benefits (go on top)
But you tried if you thinking I’m not with the shits
No pot, I used shit and piss on the concrete bricks
.45 tucked on the side of me just in case she bitch
Multiplied if you think that they would decrease (the fuck?)
Wonder why R&B, yeah I’m listening to Lucci (Lucci)
In my motherfucking feelings (God damn)
Over there in them trenches, yeah
I’m not Haitian like (?)
Oh Lord I did it, yeah
I can’t believe it, I just damn

[Hook]
Remember I just blew my first mil (damn)
Rollie gold, put that furniture inside my crib (sheesh)
Pour a whole full pint in that eight liter (how the hell?)
With my teacher, I was flexing hard, go at Keisha
Still thinking about that bankroll I just lost (turn up)
Shooting dice at the loft with my Uncle Knot (yeah)
Pissed off, I can’t make a number or a shot (yeah)
Fuck it, I ain’t shoot no more, I’m bout to hit the block
Hit the block late, hit the block

[Outro]
Hit the block late, hit the block, yeah
Hit the block late, hit the block, yeah
Hit the block late, hit the block, yeah
Hit the block late, hit the block

Da$h – Grade A

(Drugs, Grade-A, Bitch, Grade-A, Gun, Grade-A)
(Yeah, So x4)
(Bitch, Grade-A, Drugs, Grade-A)
(Ayy, Grade-A, Grade-A, Grade-A)
Yeah, So
(Drugs, Grade-A, Bitch, Grade-A, Gun, Grade-A)
Yeah, So
As if you ain’t fuckin’ know
As if you ain’t fuckin’ know
(See me, say mayday)
Yeah, So
Ayy
Yeah, So
Yeah, So

[Hook]
Fuck the cops, fuck the judge, fuck the DEA
Sippin’ jugg, [?] for a rainy day
If my teacher saw me now what would she say
Same thing that the fiends say, Grade-A

Grade-A (x17)

Fuck the cops, fuck the Judge, fuck the DEA

Yeah, So (x8)

[Verse 1]
Been in corners, burnin’ bridges, breakin’ bitches
All while tryna duck the sentence too
Young and troubled, dubbed the pinnacle
Getting who, tre eight on the physical
Snub turn your brain to noodle soup
Came to show these niggas who is who
Packs that I flew and sold in school, Grade A

[Verse 2]
Mayday, don’t fuck with no naysay
I ain’t seen shit, want the P with the beam kit
Need some cut to mix the lean with
Turn your wife into a scene bitch
All facts, got some niggas serving life times
Cause most of y’all niggas all rats
Observe from the top, blowin’ pot, sippin’ drop
And I swear I ain’t lonely now that my demons my homies
I swear if they could they would clone me
Completing a mission my flow is forbidden
I swear you too big for your britches
I’m fuckin’ they bitches
I’m from the era where you bang and you giving out stitches You faggots would of known, I’m getting to the dough
Anyway I can, [?] kitchen, then we bagging dope
Out a fuckin’ brick, doing hand to hands
You would think we playing ring around the rose
London town, a couple thousand pound a show
Bitch, don’t you say that I ain’t international
Ever been to places when you go to other places
That customs will hassle you, trappin’ for capital
All off of rappin’, know that I’m snappin’
Young and I’m active
You try to interfere, my instinct is clappin’
I’m true to my faction
We move out the tightest of regiments
Surrounding myself with some predicates
Destination, where the cheddar is
Sliding down, off the sedatives
Ridin’ ’round, off the medicine
Weapons is guns and intelligence
Say that the Devil sent, I’m sure I ain’t Heaven sent
But then again, yeah I’m hella bent
Yeah, I’m hella bent
But then again, yeah I’m hella bent
They say that we Devil sent
I’m just sure I ain’t Heaven sent
Then again, yeah I’m hella bent
Hella bent, then again, yeah I’m hella bent

[Hook]
Fuck the cops, fuck the Judge, fuck the DEA
Sippin’ jugg, [?] for a rainy day
If my teacher saw me now what would she say
Same thing that the fiends say, Grade A

Grade-A (x17)

Fuck the cops, fuck the judge, fuck the DEA

Yeah, So (x8)

[Outro]
No stress, more checks, more sex. What the fuck is you talkin’ ’bout?

What you smokin’ on? You smokin’ on some fire?

Might be some Ammi, might be some mafuckin’ Cheese, it just might be some Hogs Breath. I just know I smokin’ better than y’all niggas is smokin’ at home

Aww yeah (True)

And they gave me a school bus

Right, not a green room, but a green bus

Nigga, I’mma professor nigga

That’s life

I’m professor nigga

That’s progress

My profession is; livin’ like a wild mafucka and makin’ y’all niggas hate y’all shit or just wanna do it like me. Cause don’t front you wanna do it like me

PREACH

Real talk. RIP Yams, Free Mugga nigga, I don’t give a fuck ’bout nothin’ else. My niggas or nothin’

It’s all love

Uncle Murda – Cam’ron Voice (Remix) (feat. Cam’ron)

[Intro: Paid In Full Sample]
Ayo, aye, niggas get shot everyday, B
You be aight, nigga. You tough, right?

I’m out, Rico

[Hook]
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, you be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice

[Verse]
I’mma say what’s on my mind
Y’all can say whatever
I’m rooting for Trump
He bringing back the Reagan era
Can’t trust Hillary
Hillary can’t suck dick
That’s why Bill cheated with the Monica Lewinsky bitch
Homies getting shot up in front of they kids
You think we give a fuck who the president is
I know the kid they shot but I’m cooler with the shooter
After he shot him, he robbed him, went to the jeweler
Huh, got niggas tucking their chain in
Crime pays when you putting that pain in
Her man got shot, look at her ungrateful ass
She ain’t at the hospital, she in the club shaking her ass

[Hook]
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, you be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice

[Verse]
Oh we in the hood we all strapped like
Niggas like, "You heard about that kid they killed last night?"
Huh, I’m like, "Nope. I don’t wanna hear about it
Wasn’t none of my niggas, homie, so I don’t want to care about it."
He like, "His cousin was in the fifth grade with you."
I’m like, "Homie, I don’t care who he related to"
I ain’t losing no sleep over that dead nigga
I don’t care if his mother heard what I said, nigga
Damn, Murda, you cold
I was fucking with Rico
Damn, nigga, you told
I’m paid in full with a full clip
I’m shooting niggas that’s cool with niggas I’m beefing with

[Hook]
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, you be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice

Snoh Aalegra – Feels

[Verse 1]
Second night in Paris, I
I can’t help but think about our rendezvous
I miss you in the crowd
I seem to never learn my ways with you

[Chorus]
But I just feel
My arguin’ right to my [?]
I never knew, no, no
All of these feels

[Verse 2]
I almost missed my flight
I couldn’t sleep at all, I was tossin’ turnin’ all night
I miss you by my side
Don’t think that I’d survive this world without you
Baby I never seen, never seen
Seen so many, seen so many things that I believe
Like I believe in me and you

[Chorus]
‘Cause I just feel
My arguin’ right to my [?]
I never knew, no, no
All of these feels

[Verse 3]
Second night in Paris, I
I can’t help but think about our rendezvous
I miss you in the crowd (Yes I do)
I seem to never learn my ways with you

[Chorus]
But I just feel
My arguin’ right to my [?]
I never knew, no, baby, no, no
All of these feels
I never knew, no, baby, no, no
All of these feels
I never knew, no, baby
All of these feels
I never knew, baby
How you make me feel
I never knew, knew
How you make me feel
I never knew, my love
I never knew, boy
How you make me feel

[Outro]
Oh, my love
Oh, my love, yes
Oh my love

Leaf – Plate

[Intro]
Got your bitch on my arm, she with me
I don’t wait outside the lines for nothin’
I got everything you need, so what you want?
I got everything you need, so what you want?

[Hook]
I don’t give a fuck ’bout what you say
Only fuck with niggas makin’ plays
All my bitches eatin’, gettin’ cake
If you ridin’ with me, grab a plate

[Post-Hook]
If you fuckin’ with me, if you fuckin’ with me
If you fuckin’ with me, grab a fuckin’ plate though
But if you hatin’ on me, if you hatin’ on me
No love for ’em, no love for ’em

[Verse 1]
If you fuckin’ with me I got love for yah
Big ol’ booty strippers, I got dubs for yah
All my niggas need it, I got drugs for yah
‘Cause if you’re in my city, I’m the plug for yah
Shakin’ for them bands, so I drop them bands
But if you’re twerkin’ with your hands, I don’t want no hands

[Hook]
I don’t give a fuck ’bout what you say
Only fuck with niggas makin’ plays
All my bitches eatin’, gettin’ cake
If you ridin’ with me, grab a plate

[Post-Hook]
If you fuckin’ with me, if you fuckin’ with me
If you fuckin’ with me, grab a fuckin’ plate though
But if you hatin’ on me, if you hatin’ on me
No love for ’em, no love for ’em

[Verse 2]
In the drop top with the top down
Got my girls with me, got her crop down
Every nigga starin’ up the block now
Throw yah hands up like the cops’ out
[?] white, never cop out
24/7, never clock out
Got my Vans on with the socks out
With my shades on, sun blocked out

[Bridge]
All my girls thick like we eatin’ good
All my girls breaded like fried chicken would
All my girls makin’ what they fuckin’ should
From the east to the west, we gettin’ out the hood

[Hook]
I don’t give a fuck ’bout what you say
Only fuck with niggas makin’ plays
All my bitches eatin’, gettin’ cake
If you ridin’ with me, grab a plate

K Camp – Rare Form Freestyle

[Intro]
I’m a G
Can’t say Genius if you ain’t talking about my DJ

[Hook]
Leaders be baptized, take a nap time
Shoot them dice, shoot them dice, bitch it’s crap time
That’s a Porsche, hella horses
Well of course I tried for verses
I tried for my parents, look at my parents
Why the fuck you hating if you shop at clearance?
Ain’t nothing wrong with it, bitch I did it too
But I got up off my ass and went got the loot
But I got up off my ass and found a booth

[Interlude]
Hey Genius give ’em that flood fool

[Hook]
Leaders be baptized, take a nap time
Shoot them dice, shoot them dice, bitch it’s crap time
That’s a Porsche, hella horses
Well of course I tried for verses
I tried for my parents, look at my parents
Why the fuck you hating if you shop at clearance?
Ain’t nothing wrong with it, bitch I did it too
But I got up off my ass and went got the loot
But I got up off my ass and found a booth

[Verse]
Now I’m riding down Rodeo with no fucking roof
I’ve been at this shit so long, I got the fucking proof
I can see it in your eyes, you not gon’ tell the truth
It’s that cash talk, that’s that bad talk
That’s that anywhere you go, you show your ass talk
This that hold your nuts on folks that try to laugh talk
This that bitch can I just slap you on your ass talk?
It’s that whole foods, everything organic
Everything A1, lil nigga don’t panic
Far removed from this planet
Mindset on stranded
On my own
Looking out for the bad bitches that’s home alone
So glad that the summer gone
Top hat like Al Capone
Big bread, hella cheese, shit I’m just getting my deli on
Throwed like I got a belly on
I’m just here for the millions
I think the engine inside the trunk
In Miami eating shrimp and coke
I swear my man raise a pump
Thank God I ain’t vote for Trump
But a nigga won anyway
The world fucked up anyway
I’m just glad I got a place to stay
Clocked in and the trap full
All I need is a lil blunt, some Adderral, and some Red Bull

Justin Stone – Finally (feat. Jzac)

[Verse 1: Justin Stone]
Story changed since I first started
They wrote me off, they should have left me broken hearted
Brush em off and I said screw it
I’ll work until they can’t ignore it
Used to laugh at me but ask em who they wanting more of
Yeah, lately dreams just came to life
My critics having nightmares this could happen overnight
Work ethic from my perspective you can’t step into my mind
Wrote two songs before the sun came up, please don’t say you grind
No, while they got drunk I studied all the greats
And all this I looked up to saying I tear down the stage
They got beef with me from jealousy I’m claiming back my state
I am 20 on some shit that you won’t get by 28

[Hook: Justin Stone]
I turned my passions into actions
Remember days when they said none of this would happen
I kept on moving kept my head down I stayed focused
I was waiting for them all to come around
But now they finally fuck with me (Yeah, yeah)
Now they finally fuck with me (Yeah, yeah)
Now they finally fuck with me

[Verse 2: JZAC]
Oh you loving me, now you want my company
Fuck me oh its fuck you too, now they finally fuck with me
At the double tree celebrate with bubbly
It’s all changing suddenly, now they finally fuck with me
Everybody wanna live big though
Cars and the covers of the magazines
How you finna whip in the Benz though
You ain’t got money for the gasoline
All looked good til it hit the fan
I hit the fan online cause my shits demanding
I split the bands cause they lift the banner
I smoke cubans and scroll through my instagram
Man I feel like Red Aurebach
I would kill to take hours back
But you can’t dwell on that hourglass
All my homies smoke sourpatch
I don’t smoke weed cause I think too much
I drink too much and girl you cling too much
Know its my fault when I fall behind
Pick me up if I sing too much

[Hook: Justin Stone]
I turned my passions into actions
Remember days when they said none of this would happen
I kept on moving kepy my head down I stayed focused
I was waiting for them all to come around
But now they finally fuck with me
Now they finally fuck with me
Now they finally fuck with me

No one used to play my shit
No one used to go to my shows
And now they finally do

Azad – Goddesses

[Verse 1]
Yeah, i like you, i’m only seeing the positive
[?]

[Hook]
[?]
The way she move her body
Girl you’re so [?]
Won’t you come and ride it
Won’t you come and ride it
Won’t you come and ride it
Won’t you come and ride it
Won’t you come and ride it

[Verse 2]
Yeah, she moved from Atlanta
Pursuing all the shoots and the cameras
She thinking she the truth, ay
Getting loose, sippng [?]
And these fuckboys [?] she really got the juice
She [?]
They way she moves, she got that Lucifer magic
Every dollar [?]
[?] mind games you can imagine, she make it happen
Hold up, in the club with the ballers, she get it crackin’ though
If you ain’t packing your bread up just get to packing yo
And fucking with you get you stacking cause she got expensive habits and she always get exactly what she asking for

[Hook]
[?]
The way she move her body
Girl you’re so [?]
Won’t you come and ride it
Won’t you come and ride it
Won’t you come and ride it
Won’t you come and ride it
Won’t you come and ride it

[Bridge]
Girl tell me what you waiting for
I ain’t really trynna wait no more
You know i’m gonna get it
Might as well give it
You should come and take what’s yours
Girl tell me what you waiting for
I ain’t really trynna wait no more
You know i’m gonna get it
Might as well give it
Might as well give it

[Hook]
[?]
The way she move her body
Girl you’re so [?]
Won’t you come and ride it
Won’t you come and ride it
Won’t you come and ride it
Won’t you come and ride it
Won’t you come and ride it

Reea – Rain (feat. Akcent)

Every day where I go. You’re the one I’m searching for. I realise is not the same. You’re falling out of love. Lovely words but no aim. Baby you’re playing a game. Cold embrace, nothing more. Your heart is like a stone.(rain) Habibi bibile. I wanna feel the same. I wanna find my way. I’m your way, I can say. Baby I’m your way. Habibi bibile. I wanna love you babe. You are my summer raaain. Lovely days every day. You are my summer raaain. Aaaaaaai. Habibiiileee. Aaaaaaai. Habibiiileee.

No ending rain inside my soul. I need the days we had before. I’m torn in half but I won’t say. You take my breath away. Lovely words but no aim. Baby you’re playing a game. Cold embrace, nothing more. Your heart is like a stone.. Habibi bibile. I wanna feel the same. I wanna find my way. I’m your way, I can say. Baby I’m your way. Habibi bibile. I wanna love you babe. You are my summer rain. Lovely days, every day. You are my summer raaain. Aaaaaaai. Habibiiileee. Aaaaaaai. Habibiiileee.

Big Scoob – Bitch Please (feat. E-40 & B-Legit) (H.O.G Album)

[Hook: Big Scoob & E-40]
I been sellin’ dope since the tenth grade
Notin’ but gritters over this way
Walkin’ up talkin’ that shit, hey
Me and my nigga like, "Bitch please"
I been sellin’ dope since the tenth grade
Notin’ but gritters over this way
Walkin’ up talkin’ that shit, hey
Me and my nigga like, "Bitch please"

[Verse 1: Big Scoob]
I ain’t gang bangin’ I’m a gang member
Love for my blood and the rest get the middle finger
You can get the trigger finger
Funny actin’ pussy nigga, fraud
You ain’t hard, play the part
You can get it nigga
Old head, long bread, chillin’ and I’m sittin’ back
Feet up, livin’ good really and I’m kickin’ back
Orchestrate to gettin’ back, button pushin’ pigeon pack
Stuffin’ up the duffel with the hustle, nigga gimme that
Naw really give me that
Greed time, gettin’ fat
Multiply the paperbacks
Gorilla I’m a silver back
My momma cut the similac
With hot sauce and bacon fat
Really don’t know how to act
Started, I’mma finish, nigga remember that

[Hook: Big Scoob & E-40]
I been sellin’ dope since the tenth grade
Notin’ but gritters over this way
Walkin’ up talkin’ that shit, hey
Me and my nigga like, "Bitch please"
I been sellin’ dope since the tenth grade
Notin’ but gritters over this way
Walkin’ up talkin’ that shit, hey
Me and my nigga like, "Bitch please"

[Verse 2: B-Legit]
I be got a lot, probably on the block (on the block)
We runnin’ from the cops, runnin’ into knots (into knots)
I put it into park, then I put the whop (yeah)
Foam a little lot, then I lock the spot
Like welcome to my neighborhood (neighborhood)
Got cookies and the flavor good (flavor good)
Put you lotto on my backwood (yeah)
Keep a banger when the sack good (stack good)
Watch ya hangin’ if ya that hood (that hood)

[Bridge 1: B-Legit]
My bro he on the roof with a sixteen
Choppa in the bushes with a red beam
You done ran off with the wrong dough
Man he fourteen got a long throw

[Hook: Big Scoob & E-40]
I been sellin’ dope since the tenth grade
Notin’ but gritters over this way
Walkin’ up talkin’ that shit, hey
Me and my nigga like, "Bitch please"
I been sellin’ dope since the tenth grade
Notin’ but gritters over this way
Walkin’ up talkin’ that shit, hey
Me and my nigga like, "Bitch please"

[Verse 3: E-40]
Started off with a pinch, hoppin’ over the fence
Garbage cans and dog shit, albino piss
You all up in my face, toaster up on my hip
Bringin’ home the bacon, and the cheese and grips
Sometime my paper saggy, sometime my Yeager crisp
Takin’ a stab at this rappin’, selling dope and hittin’ this
Grew up on the tar
Pluck you like guitar
I be high as fuck, tryna touch the stars

[Bridge 2: E-40]
Frank Muller on my right, Rolex on my left
I dont like to fight, I just like sex
Hustler all my life, popo like to raid
I been gettin’ paid, since the tenth grade (Biatch)

[Hook: Big Scoob & E-40]
I been sellin’ dope since the tenth grade
Notin’ but gritters over this way
Walkin’ up talkin’ that shit, hey
Me and my nigga like, "Bitch please"
I been sellin’ dope since the tenth grade
Notin’ but gritters over this way
Walkin’ up talkin’ that shit, hey
Me and my nigga like, "Bitch please"

Big Scoob – Dump Nigga (feat. J.L. & Boogieman) (H.O.G Album)

[Intro:] (x4)
Dump nigga, dump nigga, dump nigga, dump dump

[Verse 1: Boogieman]
Nigga I’m dumpin’ like a yopper fully auto it’s boogie bravo
Killing everything around me, you niggas will surely follow
Yeah I spit it like a cobra, a seasoned misery soldier
Boogie definitely doper, infectious when you get closer
Infection is with the poker, I’m stickin’ bitches, bend over
You love it and then it’s over, no need to be seekin’ closure
I’m frequently off the dojer, it’s hard to keep my composure
He’s better when he ain’t sober, I’m driving, baby, pull over
Yeah, damn right, I kill ’em when it’s my turn
Any disagreement: we gon’ settle it on my terms
I can call a couple niggas, make the block burn
Show up with them dreezies, guranteed to make the block learn

[Hook: Godemis]
Dump nigga, dump nigga, dump nigga, dump dump
However you want it, whenever, wherever, for real
Dump nigga, dump nigga, dump nigga, dump dump
Forever we put it together, we better with skill
Dump nigga, dump nigga, dump nigga, dump dump
Get on my level, reconsider, you think it’s a drill?
Dump nigga, dump nigga, dump nigga, dump dump
You muh’fucka’s poppin’ too many pills

[Verse 2: Big Scoob]
Bustin’ like a ruger, I’m a high powered shooter
I’m surrounded by these yopper thangs, but I’ll get down and knock it, man
Yeah, Scoobie do the foolie, and [?] get groovy
I don’t need the whole drum, I’ma walk up on and do it
Blame it on the liquor, I’m a full bottle sipper
What’s a fool to the limit? I’m a full throttle spitter
With the tricky hair trigger, ain’t no love for that nigga
I be killin’ with the rhythm like I practice terrorism
In a battle I won’t rattle, sit you solo in the saddle
Need to slaughter all you caddle, got’s to get them 40 titles
Yeah I’m pickin’ on you feminines with metaphors and synonyms
We can switch it up, I give’s a fuck, I really get it in

[Hook: Godemis]
Dump nigga, dump nigga, dump nigga, dump dump
However you want it, whenever, wherever, for real
Dump nigga, dump nigga, dump nigga, dump dump
Forever we put it together, we better with skill
Dump nigga, dump nigga, dump nigga, dump dump
Get on my level, reconsider, you think it’s a drill?
Dump nigga, dump nigga, dump nigga, dump dump
You muh’fucka’s poppin’ too many pills

[Verse 3: JL]
Dump in, they can’t stop, but to get it out may take a while
Nothin’ they can say about this skill level, chop and lay ’em out
Magazine on a round drum, nigga predict that outcome
Automatic when a mouth run, I’ma killer, keep it one-thousand
It’s [?], Scoob called, nigga I’m there
Gun’s out when I bust with ’em, when I come get ’em it is unfair
[?]
Fuck categories and labels, I’m not confined on a fine bind
No filter, I’m Monsterifik, Damn Fool, plus been the truth
Off kilter, my grind terrific, can fool [?]
All nine identical, see stealth faces when I shoot
Now squad’s not bulletproof, leave shell cases in the booth
Huh!

[Hook: Godemis]
Dump nigga, dump nigga, dump nigga, dump dump
However you want it, whenever, wherever, for real
Dump nigga, dump nigga, dump nigga, dump dump
Forever we put it together, we better with skill
Dump nigga, dump nigga, dump nigga, dump dump
Get on my level, reconsider, you think it’s a drill?
Dump nigga, dump nigga, dump nigga, dump dump
You muh’fucka’s poppin’ too many pills

Big Scoob – Do Better (feat. Paul Wall & Boogieman) (H.O.G Album)

[Intro: Krizz Kaliko]
Yeah this that old school dope house music hear boy
Paul Wall, Big Boog, Big scoob, and Kali Baby

[Verse 1: Paul Wall]
What would I do besides grind for them paper stacks?
That’s the only way i know to get a Cadillac
See, I refuse to live this life broke another day
All I know is hard work accumulating pay
A never ending saga this the true hustler’s ballet
I done tossed more blue cheese than a cobb salad
That paper calling me I answer on the first ring
Championship work ethic, tryna chase a ring
They told me I would never make it but I didn’t listen
It ain’t my fault that they failed to see God’s vision
Worldwide globe-trotter, stacking up commission
And if I knew better, I’d do better please pray for wisdom

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Somebody better pray for me and where I’m at
Don’t know when I leave, if I’m comin’ back
And if I knew better (If I knew)
I would do better (What would I do?)
And If I ever try to lead this life alone
Wherever I go, the street’s is still my home
See, if I knew better (If I knew)
What I would do better (What would I do?)
What would I do?

[Verse 2: Boogieman]
I should’ve knew better
Outta place like me with a blue sweater
In a place where the funny nigga moves his treasure
I was pushin’ fireworks in cool weather
Big Boog tougher than boot and leather
But a fucked up move makes moves lesser
I was in it for them bands with the grams measure
Got fucked up dealing with a cool jeffer
But that’s my fault
Behind enemy lines I’m gettin’ work off
Bitches toast, head hard or soft?
And I’m flamed up talkin’ that turf talk
They was comin’ for me, couldn’t stand that
The two spots upstairs, I ran that
Had foots in [?], they sent us helpers
We movin’ metals couldn’t plan that
But I man the station despite the hatin’
No fabrication in this conversation
Boogie blazin’, a trail of greatness
No time for patience, that’s time wasted
Good gracious, my good race and them fiends chasin’ that fire blood
Bold statement, I rocked, skated, and bounced the products on my blood

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Somebody better pray for me and where I’m at
Don’t know when I leave, if I’m comin’ back
And if I knew better (If I knew)
I would do better (What would I do?)
And If I ever try to lead this life alone
Wherever I go, the street’s is still my home
See, if I knew better (If I knew)
What I would do better (What would I do?)
What would I do?

[Verse 3: Big Scoob]
Searchin’, lost, let me slide in the sauce
Livin’ like the heater huntin’ freedom, but it costs
Seekin’ out the preacher, but the preacher teachin’ false
May be on my feet, now I’m creepin’ through the moss
Hoping I ain’t lost, man, time can’t be bought
So it’s tickin’ and it’s tickin’ and I’m try’na turn it off
Ain’t dreams on the cross cause they seem to get lost
Any schemes to be boast? Any greed will exhaust
And I’m muh’fuckin’ tired, I ain’t muh’fuckin’ lyin
When I’m muh’fuckin’ dyin’, better muh’fuckin’ grind
And it’s all bull time, I ain’t try’na waste mine
So I scratch off the line that wasn’t built for the pine
So I push a hard line on these bitches all the time
I’ll treat you like a bitch, nigga, and beat you from behind
I’ma keep you lookin’ fine, I’ma keep you wined and dined
Not a pimp, I’m a pusher, I’m a creature of the grind
I’m a block boy with a life tied to a scale
Built to excel, can’t hear the word fail
I’ma savage for the cabbage, I’m to greedy for the kale
And I always work a package like I’m workin’ for the mail
Barely missing jail, life lost to a cell
But I’d rather be in prison than be wallowing in Hell
Pray to God for a different route, open up and let me out
Dreams of a dreamer, realistic, I ain’t gettin’ out..

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Somebody better pray for me and where I’m at
Don’t know when I leave, if I’m comin’ back
And if I knew better (If I knew)
I would do better (What would I do?)
And If I ever try to lead this life alone
Wherever I go, the street’s is still my home
See, if I knew better (If I knew)
What I would do better (What would I do?)
What would I do?

Big Scoob – Doe-Rey-Me (feat. Boogieman & Young Boss) (H.O.G Album)

[Intro: Big Scoob]
I don’t know how you live, but how I live, I don’t step out the house unless I’m going to get some fucking paper
There’s only two things to do when you step out the house: That’s either get some paper, or die trying..

[Bridge: Big Scoob]
Raised in it, and I lived in it
No way to win it, but I’m still in it
Scared money, don’t eat, nigga
Beast mode, so I feast, nigga

[Verse 1: Young Bo$$]
The game’s shook, it’s Young Bo$$ the Kansas City crook
And I don’t fuck with bigs, nigga, the Big Bad Wolf
Hustle hard, and loyalty: That’s all I constitute
If you ain’t talkin’ money, then nigga it’s fuck you like a prostitute
But if you talkin’ benjamins, I’m cummin’ like an ejaculation
Test me, I empty the whole clip like an evacuation
Money still the conversation, when money talks, I’m all ears
Switchin’ gears, hit the club, then bottles pop like New Years
No fear, gotta rush and chop like I’m from Moscow
Let off five shots with five niggas, I need five towels
Milk the game like five cows ’till money’s sittin’ in five ‘Pal’s
If I get caught and go to trial, I’m pleadin’ amendment five now
If you a witness, I’m takin’ you out of the game like you got five fouls
Watch your back, cause I-O-U like three of the five vowels
Fuck that it’s time to switch it up
I’m high as fuck and drunk with a pistol tucked
I’m in traffic just like the morning rush
And I’m the shit, when I hop out, toilets flush
Bo$$

[Hook: Big Scoob]
Doe-Rey-Me
Money minded, motivational
Appetite, I’m insatiable
Don’t blame me
Gritter grinding, I’m greedy, nigga
Fuck the talk and just feed me, nigga
Doe-Rey-Me
Raised in it, and I lived in it
No way to win it, but I’m still in it
Don’t blame me
Scared money, don’t eat, nigga
Beast mode, so I feast, nigga

[Verse 2: Big Scoob]
Listen here, let me teach you something
That nigga livin’ don’t owe you nothing
Block niggas, we come from nothin’
Take these scraps and make ’em somethin’
That’s the way it was told to me
Think about it, it was sold to me
Laughin’ ’bout how these hoes would be
Talkin’ bout how it’s supposed to be
Little buddy, try’na walk’n my shoes
Shed no blood, I ain’t paid no dues
Fuck with me and I’ll fuck with you
Loyalty for just a few
Take this package and distribute
Pay your debts and follow suit
Link up a team, hustlers with dreams
Killer gorillas that’ll die for you
Eye for eye, we ride together
We eat together, we’ll die together
Always, any type of weather
Blood line can never be severed
Blood in, nigga, blood out
We beat these streets ’till they bled out
Beat these streets to the bread count
Get your bread out ‘fore the feds pounce
Work this shit like a nine to five
Hustle, hustle, always keep it in drive
Hustle, hustle, help your people survive
Hustle, hustle, get your piece of the pie
Dream big, nigga, reach for the sky
Many dreams in these gutters have died
Spread your wings and take your flight
Fearin’ nothing, now chase the light

[Hook: Big Scoob]
Doe-Rey-Me
Money minded, motivational
Appetite, I’m insatiable
Don’t blame me
Gritter grinding, I’m greedy, nigga
Fuck the talk and just feed me, nigga
Doe-Rey-Me
Raised in it, and I lived in it
No way to win it, but I’m still in it
Don’t blame me
Scared money, don’t eat, nigga
Beast mode, so I feast, nigga

[Verse 3: Boogieman]
Don’t blame me, I’m a product of the painting
A fragment of a faint dream
I’m a song that niggas can’t sing
Forty-one-eleven blam team
Twenty-seven-hundred champion
Still involved with them same niggas that’ll pull up and do the damn thing
That’s all sides, got family ties that’ll all ride
Death dealers in different colors, they my brothers, ya’ll all die
No lie I’m truth tellin’
Got niggas gellin’ cause dudes’ yellin’
Snuggled up to them same people that’d shoot you down and recruit felons
Ya’ll can have it, I’m done with it
Don’t [?] me, follow none, nigga
Do it all for them funds, nigga
I’m turnt up like a young nigga
Best to watch your tongue, nigga
I yank it out ‘fore you done, nigga
That tough talk’ll get fucked off
Touch jaw, and I won, nigga
I pledge allegiance to the people
Power to the unequal, courageously fighting evil
We hustle like it’s the sequel to barely makin’ a livin’
For family it ain’t no livin’, I get it chasin’ my vision

[Hook: Big Scoob]
Doe-Rey-Me
Money minded, motivational
Appetite, I’m insatiable
Don’t blame me
Gritter grinding, I’m greedy, nigga
Fuck the talk and just feed me, nigga
Doe-Rey-Me
Raised in it, and I lived in it
No way to win it, but I’m still in it
Don’t blame me
Scared money, don’t eat, nigga
Beast mode, so I feast, nigga

Big Scoob – Soul Musik (H.O.G Album)

[Intro: Siri]
Please choose a playlist
You’ve chosen "Big Scoob’s Soul Musik Playlist’

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
Such beautiful music (so beautiful)
From deep in my soul
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It’s a beautiful movement
(Oh it’s a beautiful movement)
Such a sight to behold

[Verse 1: Big Scoob]
Push play, Kansas City’s on blood stones
Natural high, got me vibin’ to these love songs
Switch it up a bit and change the mood to make ya slick
Can’t stop, won’t stop, blood with this shit
Nas told a nigga, "All I need is one mic"
So I listen to the message, made you look at my life
Get ya hustle on, juvie made me go and get it
Slow motion, but as long as I’m in motion with it
Back stab, ’cause the love of money is why they do it
The OJ’s really taught me how to love music
Let the spinners make this ghetto child into a man
The rubber band man, cold handed wanded man

[Bridge: Big Scoob]
I’m in the mood for some sexual healing
My lover is distant, takes to for this feeling
I’ll be your puppet, I’m ready and willing
I’m a stubborn kinda fella, but tonight I’m submittin’

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
Such beautiful music (so beautiful)
From deep in my soul
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It’s a beautiful movement
(Oh it’s a beautiful movement)
Such a sight to behold

[Verse 2: Big Scoob]
From foreplay to gun play, was hadin’ know
Got my Bible on the dash, how I have to row
Then I back your boogie with that Inglewood front
Chicken hawkin’, blood walkin’, Mac Dime’s in the trunk
Now it’s me against the world man look at Brenda’s baby
Dear mama, all this drama got your baby actin’ crazy
Twistin’ up my fingers, but I’m big and back boolin’
Man this YG indignant plus the young blood groovin’
Rock bounce skate vine, Mason said, "Do it mane"
And I lost a few with that one, but I gotta keep it movin’
Since we groovin’, push play on the god of the slaps
Play anything from Rodger man, anything from Zach
To the gooner boom bap, yeah shakin’ down the industry
Freddy Fox to Enemy, I love this nigga’s synergy

[Bridge: Big Scoob]
And the love’s gonna get ya, gonna get ya
Said the love’s gonna get ya
BDP paint it bitches

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
Such beautiful music (so beautiful)
From deep in my soul
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It’s a beautiful movement
(Oh it’s a beautiful movement)
Such a sight to behold

[Verse 3: Big Scoob]
Miss Patty Uretha(?), from smokey Detroop
MJ, the one way, now switch it to blues
Bessy, then BB, then waters get muddy
Then Eda, then Elmo, then Gayas and Buddy
Sunshine in KC, they told me how to get down
Let [?] get funky, and kill ’em with this new sound
Play that funky music, white boy, tear it down
Welcome to the Terradome, soundin’ how we livin’ now
Wearin’ double [?] bones, lettin’ ’em know I get around
Pocket full of stones, I’m the king of the underground
Knockin’ over buildings in the city with the dog pound
Letin’ ’em now it’s on with my Villains screamin, "Hog style"
Mobbin’ through the bay with the savage, tryna’ be legit
Face twistin’ ugly on my Mac Dre shit
Man, so much music that it’s seepin’ out my soul
And I’m hopin’ that you feel like I feel when I flow

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
Such beautiful music (so beautiful)
From deep in my soul
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It’s a beautiful movement
(Oh it’s a beautiful movement)
Such a sight to behold

Big Scoob – Intoxicated (feat. Tech N9Ne, Txx Will & Bakarii) (H.O.G Album)

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
This is my dayyy!
All the punk muh’fuckers who ain’t feelin’ that
Get the fuck outta my way
Cause I’m intoxicated

[Bridge: Tech N9ne]
Drink, drink (hey!)
Drink, drink, drink (hey!)
Drink, drink, drink (hey!)
Drink, drink, drink, drink, bitch!
Drink, drink, drink (hey!)
Drink, drink, drink, bitch!
C’mon everybody let’s get..

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Intoxicated!
I’ve been told I can still stand on all ten toes
Intoxicated!
Cause I been throwed
When I’m in funk, nigga, I didn’t fold
Intoxicated!
I’ve been told I can still stand on all ten toes
Intoxicated!
Cause I been throwed
When I’m in funk, nigga, I didn’t fold
Intoxicated!

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Hill billy bar is the route
Cause not too many know what me bein’ a star is about
I ask for Hennessey up at this bar and it’s out
So I told my homies “fuck it, I got a bar in my house”
Full of whiskies and wines
Mix is for lickers and bitches and [?]
We smokin’ [?] in lines
If you the bartender this is the crime
Servin’ me a margarita, I get a heater if it’s missin’ the lime
Drinkin’ Caribou plus
I swear if you fuss
We added pineapple slices, even more flare when you fuck
Have ’em [?], intoxicated, get a little pop inflated
Sprite and Moscoto, then add a bit of vodka to get you rocked and faded
Have you contemplated
How you gettin’ home this spot that’s overpopulated
With lots of ladies
[?] and sex is non-debated, and none of ’em is ovulatin’
My [?] dated was..

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Intoxicated!
I’ve been told I can still stand on all ten toes
Intoxicated!
Cause I been throwed
When I’m in funk, nigga, I didn’t fold
Intoxicated!

[Verse 2: Txx Will]
Walk up in the party, chicks throwin’ me their pussy
Told her later, now little bitches on me, the pussy
I can turn down bitches like that, it ain’t nothin’
Even though she owe for two nights of flat-back fuckin’
If you lookin’ for me, you can find me where the bar’s at
Intoxicated, inebriated, don’t know where the car’s at
I started drinkin’ ‘fore I came here tonight
Blazin’ blunts back to back, so I came feelin’ right
Lookin’ for the right chick to put this thing in her life
And if a nigga wanna trip, it ain’t a thing, we can fight
We can party, we can fuck, or we can kick it
Or we can tear this motherfucker up, you dig it?
Either way, it don’t matter, ’cause I’m with it
I’m beating something the fuck down, do you get it?
If a nigga stepped quick, he get slapped quick
Then I pull the next chick, take her to my house and watch Netflix

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
I’ve been told I can still stand on all ten toes
Intoxicated!
Cause I been throwed
When I’m in funk, nigga, I didn’t fold
Intoxicated!

[Verse 3: Big Scoob]
Drinkin’ since the sun came up, or ‘fore it went down?
No tellin’ man, I’m drunk as fuck, that’s how I gets down
And I’m about to fight or fuck, after this next round
Big fella like a monster truck, be knockin’ shit down
They hate it when my villains is deep, and we in the building
We keep ’em deep in their feelings
We drinkin’, cheefin’, and chillin’
I’m clutching, touching the Ruger
And practice active as shooter
The whisky make me ruder, so I’ma blame it on the liquor
Big fella drinkin’ and trippin
My phone bangin’, I’m missin’
I’m laughing, mackin’ these bitches
And I fucking these snitches
I’m rowdy, wild, and aggressive
A bar brawler, the best-est
I’m hooded proof, and I’m tested
Intoxicated profession
The top dog in my section
My balls is hangin’, I’m flexin’
I’m way past the jeffin’
Which one of you bitches sexin’?
Undressin’, blessing my brethren
Bitch, bust it open and get it
An average night when I’m present
You’re more than welcome to test it (Bitch)

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
I’ve been told I can still stand on all ten toes
Intoxicated!
Cause I been throwed
When I’m in funk, nigga, I didn’t fold
Intoxicated!

[Verse 4: Bakarii]
I’m strictly business, I got paper on my speakerphone
I seen her booty, I said "Baby what you drinkin’ on?"
I’m sippin’ Bailey’s, plus the Rémy try’na creep up on
But I never stumbled, I just rolled up a bubble clone
Another shot, let me get the mob up in the b-b-block and
We put her puffin, plus I’m countin’ on them panties droppin’
But don’t mistake me, fake me, ’cause I’m mackin’
I grip the milli, really, peel it back and
More than a rap song, bubble on my Motorola
They got them straps on ’em, they ride around the Kona
They got the axe on ’em, tippy on my tippy toes
They got the max on their backs, out to get you gone
Intoxicated, we just faded, get the swisher gun
We cop a fifth, and tip it back, and puff another one
We in this bitch, all them other niggas’ overrated
You in the presence of them dogs, nigga

[Bridge: Tech N9ne]
Intoxicated!
Drink, drink (hey!)
Drink, drink, drink (hey!)
Drink, drink, drink (hey!)
Drink, drink, drink, drink, bitch!
Drink, drink, drink (hey!)
Drink, drink, drink, bitch!
C’mon everybody let’s get…

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Intoxicated!
I’ve been told I can still stand on all ten toes
Intoxicated!
Cause I been throwed
When I’m in funk, nigga, I didn’t fold
Intoxicated!
I’ve been told I can still stand on all ten toes
Intoxicated!
Cause I been throwed
When I’m in funk, nigga, I didn’t fold

E-girls – Go! Go! Let’s Go!

Aren’t you ready ready ready ready to go
there with me?
I’m ready ready ready for something crazy

Woo 新しい服に着替えて
Bye-bye to yesterday
Woo おろしたての靴で踏みつけろ
昨日までの どうでもいいような 悩みを捨てたら
That’s O.K. That’s O.K.

何ひとつ持ってないボクたちはSo young
何にもね知らないねボクたちはToo young

だけどMiracle ここで出逢えた
That’s O.K. That’s O.K.
今から始めたらきっと大丈夫だよ
That’s O.K. That’s All right

キミがボクの名前 呼ぶ声が聞こえてる
Streetに溢れる つまんない 噂とか嘘
聞いてる暇はない
自分だけの明日を探すんだ 駆け抜けて行くんだよ
Go!Go!Let’s Go!Let’s Go!Go!

そして物語はAh ah ah 続いてく
決して物語はAh ah ah終わらない
E-girls 新曲 Go! Go! Let’s Go! 情報

Stevie Woods – Steal The Night

I see the message in your eyes
I feel the hunger closing in
As something deep within the night
Tells me that I’m in love again

I know it’s not the first time
And I know it wont be the last
All alone I can’t make the verse rhyme
No don’t let this one slip past

Lets steal the night
Lets make our great escape
Steal the night
Hey, hey
Lets steal the night
Before it gets too late
Steal the night away
Steal the night away

I can clearly read your mind
Caught by your fire from the start
So lets not waste our precious time
Go on and listen to your heart

Plamen & Ivo – Не Ти Мисля Зло (feat. Mihaela Marinova)

Обичам да гледам, обичам да гледам, когато танцуваш. Много е трудно, много е трудно да не ревнуваш, много се дразня като говоря, да не ме чуваш, и пак ще повторя и после си ходя. Обичам да гледам, обичам да гледам, когато се движиш. По-някога трябва просто да действаш, не да го мислиш. По-някога си дяволски секси докато чистиш, и пак ще повторя, преди да си ходя. Baby, щом си с мен проблеми няма, няма филми, няма драма, пълно шоу, пълна програма. Казах baby, щом си с мен проблеми няма, няма филми, няма драма, пълно шоу, пълна програма. Не виждаш, че не ти мисля зло, не ти мисля злото – не ти мисля зло. Не чуваш, че ти пея на ухо, ти пея на ухото – ти пея на ухо. х2 И оцветители и консерванти аз не съдържам, моите приятели и интриганти аз не задържам. Най-много мразя да ме бавят, докато бързам, само се виж – как да се въздържам. Не мога, не мога, не мога, не мога да ти издържам, даже след малко ще ме накараш да стана обвързан. Ти донеси тялото си – аз нося бърбън, искам само да запомниш, че… Baby, щом си с мен проблеми няма, няма филми, няма драма, пълно шоу, пълна програма. Казах baby, щом си с мен проблеми няма, няма филми, няма драма, пълно шоу, пълна програма. Не виждаш, че не ти мисля зло, не ти мисля злото – не ти мисля зло. Не чуваш, че ти пея на ухо, ти пея на ухото – ти пея на ухо. х2 Дай ми тази вечер, дай ми утре вечер, дай ми – само ми дай. Аз казах дай ми спомени, дай ми всяка вечер, дай ми – само ми дай. Не виждаш, че не ти мисля зло, не ти мисля злото – не ти мисля зло. Не чуваш, че ти пея на ухо, ти пея на ухото – ти пея на ухо. х2

The Wallflowers – One Headlight

So long ago, I don’t remember when
That’s when they say I lost my only friend
Well they said she died easy of a broken heart disease
As I listened through the cemetery trees

I seen the sun comin’ up at the funeral at dawn
The long broken arm of human law
Now it always seemed such a waste
She always had a pretty face
So I wondered how she hung around this place

[Chorus]
Hey, come on try a little
Nothing is forever
There’s got to be something better than
In the middle
But me & Cinderella,
We put it all together
We can drive it home
With one headlight

She said it’s cold
It feels like Independence Day
And I can’t break away from this parade
But there’s got to be an opening
Somewhere here in front of me
Through this maze of ugliness and greed
And I seen the sun up ahead
At the county line bridge
Sayin’ all there’s good and nothingness is dead
We’ll run until she’s out of breath
She ran until there’s nothin’ left
She hit the end-it’s just her window ledge

[Chorus]
Hey, come on try a little
Nothing is forever
There’s got to be something better than
In the middle
But me & Cinderella,
We put it all together
We can drive it home
With one headlight

Well this place is old
It feels just like a beat up truck
I turn the engine, but the engine doesn’t turn
Well it smells of cheap wine & cigarettes
This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I’d like to watch it burn
I’m so alone, and I feel just like somebody else
Man, I ain’t changed, but I know I ain’t the same
But somewhere here in between the city walls of dyin’ dreams
I think her death it must be killin’ me

[Chorus]
Hey, come on try a little
Nothing is forever
There’s got to be something better than
In the middle
But me & Cinderella,
We put it all together
We can drive it home
With one headlight

Garbage – Only Happy When It Rains

I wish I had not woke up today
Everyone mistakes the things you say
Take the simple truth and
Twist it all around
Make it sound important
Make it seem profound

Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless

Everyone I know has gone away
Died or left or just forgot to stay
Sometimes took for granted
Sometimes turned away
Sometimes didn’t say what
I meant to say

Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless

Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn

I never would have pegged you
For what you have become
Everyone lies
Everyone cheats
Not like you’ve done

Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless

Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless (nothing you learn)

Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn

Silverchair – Anthem For The Year 2000

We are the youth
We’ll take your fascism away
We are the youth
Apologise for another day
We are the youth
And politicians are so sure
We are the youth
And we are knocking on death’s door
Never knew we were living in a world
With a mind that could be so sure
Never knew we were living in a world
With a mind that could be so small
Never knew we were living in a world
And the world is an open court
Maybe we don’t want to live in a world
Where innocence is so short
We’ll make it up to you
in the year 2000 with…

Never knew we were living in a world
With a mind that could be so sure
Never knew we were living in a world
With a mind that could be so small
Never knew we were living in a world
And the world is an open court
Maybe we don’t want to live in a world
Where innocence is so short

We’ll make it up to you
In the year 2000
Build it up for you
In the year 2000
Make it up to you
In the year 2000
Build it up for you
In the year 2000 with you

Never knew we were living in a world
With a world that could be so sure
Never knew we were living in a world
With a mind that could be so small
Never knew we were living in a world
And the world is an open court
Maybe we don’t want to live in a world
World who cares at all

We’ll make it up to you
In the year 2000
Build it up for you
In the year 2000
Make it hard for you
In the year 2000
Build it up for you
In the year 2000
Make it hard for you
In the year 2000
Build it up for you
In the year 2000 with you

Gladys Knight & The Pips – Midnight Train To Georgia

L.A. proved too much for the man
(Too much for the man, he couldn’t make it)
So he’s leaving a life he’s come to know, ooh
(He said he’s going)
He said he’s going back to find
(Going back to find)
Ooh, what’s left of his world
The world he left behind not so long ago

He’s leaving
(Leaving)
On that midnight train to Georgia, yeah
(Leaving on the midnight train)
Said he’s going back
(Going back to find)
To a simpler place and time, oh yes he is
(Whenever he takes that ride, guess who’s gonna be right by his side)
I’ll be with him
(I know you will)
On that midnight train to Georgia
(Leaving on a midnight train to Georgia, woo woo)
I’d rather live in his world
(Live in his world)
Than live without him in mine
(Her world is his, his and hers alone)

He kept dreaming
(Dreaming)
Ooh, that some day he’d be a star
(A superstar, but he didn’t get far)
But he sure found out the hard way
That dreams don’t always come true, oh no, uh uh
(Dreams don’t always come true, uh uh, no, uh uh)
So he pawned down his hopes
(Woo, woo, woo-woo)
And even sold his old car
(Woo, woo, woo-woo)
Bought a one way ticket back to the life he once knew
Oh yes he did, he said he would

Oh-oh, he’s leaving
(Leaving)
On that midnight train to Georgia, yeah
(Leaving on a midnight train)
Said he’s going back to find, ooh
(Going back to find)
A simpler place and time, ooh, yeah
(Whenever he takes that ride, guess who’s gonna be right by his side)
I’m gonna be with him
(I know you will)
On that midnight train to Georgia
(Leaving on a midnight train to Georgia, woo woo)
I’d rather live in his world
(Live in his world)
Than live without him in mine
(Her world is his, his and hers alone)

Ooh, he’s leaving
(Leaving)
On the midnight train to Georgia, yeah, ooh y’all
(Leaving on the midnight train)
Said he’s going back to find
(Going back to find)
Ooh, a simpler place and time, ooh y’all, uh-huh
(Whenever he takes that ride, guess who’s gonna be right by his side)
I’ve got to be with him
(I know you will)
On that midnight train to Georgia
(Leaving on a midnight train to Georgia, woo woo)
I’d rather live in his world
(Live in his world)
Than live without him in mine
(Her world is his, his and hers alone)

For love, gonna board the midnight train to ride
For love, gonna board, gotta board the midnight train to go
For love, gonna board, uh huh, the midnight train to go
My world, his world, our world, mine and his alone
My world, his world, our world, mine and his alone
I got to go
I got to go
I got to go, hey
I got to go
I got to go
My world, his world, my man, his girl
I got to go
I got to go, oh
I got to go
My world, his world, our world, his girl

Semisonic – Closing Time

Closing time
Open all the doors and let you out into the world
Closing time
Turn the lights up over every boy and every girl.
Closing time
One last call for alcohol so finish your whiskey or beer.
Closing time
You don’t have to go home but you can’t stay here.

I know who I want to take me home.
I know who I want to take me home.
I know who I want to take me home.
Take me home

Closing time
Time for you to go out to the places you will be from.
Closing time
This room won’t be open ’til your brothers or you sisters come.
So gather up your jackets, and move it to the exits
I hope you have found a friend.

Closing time
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.

Yeah, I know who I want to take me home.
I know who I want to take me home.
I know who I want to take me home.
Take me home

Closing time
Time for you to go out to the places you will be from

I know who I want to take me home.
I know who I want to take me home.
I know who I want to take me home.
Take me home

I know who I want to take me home.
I know who I want to take me home.
I know who I want to take me home.
Take me home

Closing time
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end

Oasis – Don’t Look Back In Anger

Slip inside the eye of your mind, don’t you know you might find
A better place to play
You said that you’d never been but all the things that you’ve seen
Will slowly fade away

So I’ll start a revolution from my bed
‘Cause you said the brains I had went to my head
Step outside, summertime’s in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace, take that look from off your face
You ain’t ever gonna burn my heart out

And so Sally can wait
She knows it’s too late as we’re walking on by
Her soul slides away
"But don’t look back in anger", I heard you say

Take me to the place where you go, where nobody knows
If it’s night or day
But please don’t put your life in the hands of a rock ‘n’ roll band
Who’ll throw it all away

I’m gonna start a revolution from my bed
‘Cause you said the brains I had went to my head
Step outside ’cause summertime’s in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace, take that look from off your face
‘Cause you ain’t ever gonna burn my heart out

And so Sally can wait
She knows it’s too late as she’s walking on by
My soul slides away
"But don’t look back in anger", I heard you say

So Sally can wait
She knows it’s too late as we’re walking on by
Her soul slides away
"But don’t look back in anger", I heard you say

So Sally can wait
She knows it’s too late as she’s walking on by
My soul slides away
"But don’t look back in anger, don’t look back in anger"
I heard you say

"At least not today"

Alanis Morissette – You Oughta Know

I want you to know, that I am happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me?
Would she go down on you in a theater?
Does she speak eloquently
And would she have your baby?
I’m sure she’d make a really excellent mother

‘Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn’t able to make it enough for you
To be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me
You’d hold me until you died
‘Til you died, but you’re still alive

And I’m here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

You seem very well, things look peaceful
I’m not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me, Mr. Duplicity?
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face
How quickly I was replaced
And are you thinking of me when you fuck her?

‘Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn’t able to make it enough for you
To be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me
You’d hold me until you died
‘Til you died, but you’re still alive

And I’m here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

‘Cause the joke that you laid in the bed
That was me and I’m not gonna fade
As soon as you close your eyes, and you know it
And every time I scratch my nails
Down someone else’s back I hope you feel it
Well, can you feel it?

And I’m here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

Red Hot Chili Peppers – Give It Away

What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your mama
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your pappa
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water

What I’ve got you’ve got to get it put it in you
What I’ve got you’ve got to get it put it in you
What I’ve got you’ve got to get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling don’t stop continue

Realize I don’t want to be a miser
Confide with sly you’ll be the wiser
Young blood is the lovin’ upriser
How come everybody want to keep it like the kaiser

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now

I can’t tell if I’m a kingpin or a pauper
Greedy little people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free love me say hell yes

I’m a low brow but I rock a little know how
No time for the piggies or the hoosegow
Get smart get down with the pow wow
Never been a better time than right now

Bob Marley poet and a prophet
Bob Marley taught me how to off it
Bob Marley walkin’ like he talk it
Goodness me can’t you see I’m gonna cough it

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now

Lucky me swimmin’ in my ability
Dancin’ down on life with agility
Come and drink it up from my fertility
Blessed with a bucket of lucky mobility

My mom I love her ’cause she love me
Long gone are the times when she scrub me
Feelin’ good my brother gonna hug me
Drink my juice young love chug-a-lug me

There’s a river born to be a giver
Keep you warm won’t let you shiver
His heart is never gonna wither
Come on everybody time to deliver

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now

What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your mama
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your pappa
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water

Collective Soul – Shine

Give me a word,
Give me a sign.
Show me where to look,
Tell me what will I find?
What will I find?

Lay me on the ground,
Or fly me in the sky.
Show me where to look,
Tell me what will I find?
What will I find?

Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down

Love is in the water,
Love is in the air.
Show me where to look,
Tell me will love be there?
Will love be there?

Teach me how to speak,
Teach me how to share.
Teach me where to go,
Tell me will love be there?
Love be there?

Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down

Give me a word,
Give me a sign.
Show me where to look,
Tell me what will I find?
What will I find?

Lay me on the ground,
Or fly me in the sky.
Show me where to look,
Tell me what will I find?
What will I find?

Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down
Whoa, heaven let your light shine down

I’m gonna let it shine
I’m gonna let it shine
Heaven, let your light
Shine on me

Oh, yeah,
Yeah
Heaven, let your light
Shine on me

Shine on me, yeah
(Shine) C’mon and shine