Lupe Fiasco – Tranquilo lyrics

Peace
No material possessions shall cloud my judgement
As I reach, in an ethereal direction to provide my substance
Love is not found but resides insides me, I manifest this
I will respect myself and wear serenity as my necklace
I will replace what I take and have tranquility as my breakfast
Shed a new light on a new path
I will gain rhythm lose wrath
Attain wisdom and refuse graph
And build upon what I built on
And wisely regulate ’til I do have
‘Cause what is defeat?
But just the evidence of my haste
Lack of preparedness, in my waste
So I wait…
Surround myself with nutrition, wholesomeness and true livin’
Use natural codes of conduct to remove the schism when the roof’s missing
I will pursue felicity, find value in simplicity
Altruism and empathy will be the first thing extended to my enemy
Clarity will be the trademark of my friendships
Just invest in my business
And appreciative of the rarity of my existence

‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout them drugs
I’m talkin’ ’bout that love
For myself and all my niggas
All my bitches and all my thugs, what’s up?
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout that work
I’m talkin’ ’bout that worth
Of myself and all my niggas
Every diamond came out the dirt, nigga

I got bitches on bitches, all my dreams and my visions
I remember me fishin’ out of canals in the trenches
Now a nigga be flossy, Rolls Royce lookin’ glossy
Quick to put down a demo to get these haters up off me
I like to smoke to myself, I just try to improve
Let my son hold my strap while I swim laps in the pool
Told my daughter the rules which we all must abide
Your daddy was far from perfect, things we did to survive
I just wanted to fly, they always lookin’ down on us
School district full of killers, I mean these niggas ferocious
Only violence and drugs, there was nothin’ for us
All I had was this music, I couldn’t afford to do much

‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout them drugs
I’m talkin’ ’bout that love
For myself and all my niggas
All my bitches and all my thugs, what’s up?
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout that work
I’m talkin’ ’bout that worth
Of myself and all my niggas
Every diamond came out the dirt, nigga

Young nigga say… ball
‘Cause he ain’t really livin’ life ‘less he’s down to roll the dice
Put it all on the line for a couple dollars
And a bad bitch that only think about him if he… call
Is it really worth the time and the effort?
Chasin’ wood grain and the leather
Puttin’ pressure on the pedal, I don’t want the devil
Hopin’ he fall
Feed him to his nonsense, mothafuck a contract
You don’t need a handout, they gon’ bring the bands out
Choppas make ’em stand down, good lord
But you don’t wanna be another nigga
Chase the figures that never really add up
White folk pass your face
Dyin’ in the grass ’cause they wouldn’t call the…. law
‘Cause you’re hooded, Black and they think you’re sellin’ crack
Maybe so, you don’t give a fuck in a rut, nigga
[?] in the street got you stuck, nigga, what, nigga?
Buck, buck, nigga
Buried your partner just the other day knowin’ he was too young
Had a tool, tryna roll on the folk
Let it go on the folk
But he wasn’t down to shoot one
Though the time dead and gone
Is YOLO what we on?
I heard different, it’s never too late to listen
And be reborn
Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga
Go be reborn
Peace and understanding is what you should be on

‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout them drugs
I’m talkin’ ’bout that love
For myself and all my niggas
All my bitches and all my thugs, what’s up?
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout that work
I’m talkin’ ’bout that worth
Of myself and all my niggas
Every diamond came out the dirt, nigga

Pacific Coast Highway – Max feat. Two Friends lyrics

Lyrics Max – Pacific Coast Highway

You’re the first thing I think of when I wake up.
But you disappear suddenly as my eyes open up.
You’re just a memory, you’re still real.
You’re just that one night, one time.(pacific coast highway)

You still make me feel like it’s real.
You’re standing right in front of me, for real.
You’re dancin’ in the sun with me.
I can’t believe I didn’t think of somewhere to stay.
I can’t believe I didn’t think of some way to say
That you make me feel like holding on to this feeling.
And you make me believe I got you to believe in.
I’m on pacific coast highway, coastin’ up to this evening.
And then I see you there, and the stereo goes..

And the stereo goes..

Oh you know the last thing I thought is I’d be drown to your lights
Now I’m following your trail, of those dashed white lines
Your name is yesterday, you’re still real.
Your just that one word, one blur.

You still make me feel like it’s real.
You’re standing right in front of me, for real.
You’re dancin’ in the sun with me.
I can’t believe I didn’t think of somewhere to stay.
I can’t believe I didn’t think of some way to say
That you make me feel like holding on to this feeling.
And you make me believe I got you to believe in.
I’m on pacific coast highway, coastin’ up to this evening.
And then I see you there, and the stereo goes..

And the stereo goes..

You gave me your number, my bad.
I hit your bumber, but you ain’t mad.
Now I’m glad ’cause, that one night, that one time it’s still real.
One word, one blur, you make me feel like it’s real.
You’re dancin’ in the sun with me.

And the stereo goesss..
Max lyrics
Video highway

Choices – Tracy T feat. Rick Ross lyrics

Lyrics Tracy T – Choices

Came through red eyes no jet lag
Geeked off the money this a 100k cash
Niggas they be talking but this’ what the K said
Prrt prrt get the pigeon no J peck
My glory, gave everything I had but what you got for me?
Took the stairs no elevator ..
Game did force it
Just another nigga want the Bentley and the Porches
Trynna travel over seas shit that ain’t work f*ck it that ain’t work
No tour no .. I’m back on the turf
Probation hating a nigga trynna bet theyself
Baby mama been spiteful ‘cause I never was there
But see they wanted to be some but I’m the one that they blame
Know these hoes ain’t playing fast all a part of the game
I got a M for dumb shit and not a problem with pain
Cause in the end pain came with everything that I gained.(choices)

Everybody got choices
Want them Bentleys or the Porches
Be broke I have a fortune
Running from these voices
(Just a product of the ..)
So the game I enforced it
(‘Cause the game I enforced it)
I’m running from these voices
Everybody got choices.

Everybody got choices
Even playing field could have all had Rolls Royces
Diamonds and pearls have more oysters
The money counting scream heard more voices
Plain jane protects cost more than that hollow shit you niggas flex
I tell shit what’s next
Tell you how to dress and where the cocaine invests
Nigga grab your vest
Young niggas ain’t playing and they aim ain’t the best
That’s what I call Generation X
E-pills or the D get the whole alphabet
Push! G63’s we put baby mothers at ease
Drug dealer disease
Addicted to the money like the air that I breath.

Everybody got choices
Want them Bentleys or the Porches
Be broke I have a fortune
Running from these voices
(Just a product of the ..)
So the game I enforced it
(‘Cause the game I enforced it)
I’m running from these voices
Everybody got choices.

10 commandments on these 36 ounces
Real life I got 36 houses
To the mansion in the mountains
Couple ice Mountain Dew and them bouncers
All black when I deal with these accountants
Off balance then you f*ck with my allowance
All facts get you whacked for a thousand
The bottles all black stacks on the couches
Fi-fi-five hundred for the drive-by
On the plug with in a motherf*cking ..
You come and take me from the sideline
Condo right next to Lady Gaga
Branzino on a grill
Sip surrop spending millions on the pills
In the city no ..
ATL my first trap was in Mechanicville.

Everybody got choices
Want them Bentleys or the Porches
Be broke I have a fortune
Running from these voices
(Just a product of the ..)
So the game I enforced it
(‘Cause the game I enforced it)
I’m running from these voices
Everybody got choicesss.
Tracy T lyrics
Video Tracy

Stars – Skillet lyrics

Lyrics Skillet – Stars

You spoke a word and life began
Told oceans where to start and where to end
You set in motion time and space
But still you come and you call to me by name
Still you come and you call to me by name.(stars)

If you can hold the stars in place
You can hold my heart the same
Whenever I fall away
Whenever I start to break
So here I am, lifting up my heart
To the one who holds the stars.

The deepest depths, the darkest nights
Can’t separate, can’t keep me from your sight
I get so lost, forget my way
But still you love and you don’t forget my name.

If you can hold the stars in place
You can hold my heart the same
Whenever I fall away
Whenever I start to break
So here I am, lifting up my heart
If you can calm the raging sea
You can calm the storm in me
You’re never too far away
You never show up too late
So here I am, lifting up my heart
To the one who holds the stars.

Your love has called my name
What do I have to fear?
What do I have to fear?
Your love has called my name
What do I have to fear?
What do I have to fear?

If you can hold the stars in place
You can hold my heart the same
Whenever I fall away
Whenever I start to break
So here I am, lifting up my heart
(Lifting up my heart)
If you can calm the raging sea
You can calm the storm in me
You’re never too far away
You never show up too late
So here I am, lifting up my heart
To the one who holds the staaars.

You’re the one who holds the starsss.
Skillet lyrics
Video Skillet

Des fleurs et des flammes – Tal paroles

Paroles Tal – Des fleurs et des flammes

La vie a le parfum d’une femme le matin
Jamais docile, le monde à nos cils
Nous faisons la vie et l’amour tout en gravissant les tours
Est-ce que tu le vois?
Est-ce que ça tu le vois?(Des fleurs et des flammes)

Et je marche attirée par les cimes
Et je fuis l’orage et les abîmes
A la beauté des roses qui se fanent
Je préfère le sublime d’une flamme.

Les sœurs qui s’arment, s’arment, s’arment
Qui résonnent, sonnent, sonnent
Nous les femmes, femmes, femmes
L’avenir de l’homme
On s’aime, s’aime, s’aime
Comme des reines, reines, reines
C’est la l’arme, l’arme, l’arme
Des fleurs et des flammes

Ouuuh, ahhh ahhh nous sommes
Des fleurs et des flammes
Ouh, ah ah nous sommes
Des fleurs et des flammes.

Nous dirigions déjà le monde
Même laissées dans les ombres
Des robes des rois
Mais ça ne se disait pas
Nous ne sommes pas que des mères, des peaux sur des posters
Des fleurs qu’on collectionne, des jouets pour les hommes.

Et je marche attirée par les cimes
Et je fuis l’orage et les abîmes
A la beauté des roses qui se fanent
Je préfère le sublime d’une flamme

Les sœurs qui s’arment, s’arment, s’arment
Qui résonnent, sonnent, sonnent
Nous les femmes, femmes, femmes
L’avenir de l’homme
On s’aime, s’aime, s’aime
Comme des reines, reines, reines
C’est la l’arme, larme, l’arme
Des fleurs et des flammes.

Ouh, ah ah nous sommes
Des fleurs et des flammes
Ouh, ah ah nous sommes
Des fleurs et des flammes

Ouh, ouh, oh oh oh oh ouh, ouhhh. (x5)

Et je marche attiré par les cimes
Et je fuis l’orage et les abimes
A la beauté des roses qui se fanent
Je préfère le sublime d’une flamme.

Les sœurs qui s’arment, s’arment, s’arment
Qui résonnent, sonnent, sonnent
Nous les femmes, femmes, femmes
L’avenir de l’homme
On s’aime, s’aime, s’aime
Comme des reines, reines, reines
C’est la l’arme, l’arme, l’arme
Des fleurs et des flammeees.

Ouh, ah ah nous sommes
Des fleurs et des flammes
Ouh, ah ah nous sommes
Des fleurs et des flammesss.
Tal paroles
Video flammes

Quincy Jones – Tomorrow (Better You, Better Me) lyrics

I hope tomorrow will bring better you, better me
I know that we’ll show this world we got more we could be
So you should never give up on your hopes and your dreams
You gotta get up, get out, get into it, get it on to be strong

If we try we can fly to a whole another place
All we need is relief and a smile on our face
We can go anywhere we want, any road we decide to take
And we’re never, never, never too far from tomorrow, today

If tomorrow is light in a place where there’s no home
Then know that now is the time to have faith in us all
You know we’re all in this world and we all can belong
We gotta get up, get out, get over it, get it on to be strong

If we try we can fly to a place in the sun
All we need is precious dreams and a friend we can trust
We can go anywhere we want, any road we can take
And we’re never too far from tomorrow, today

Everybody say tomorrow is just for us to share
And we’re gonna send our message of love out everywhere
There’s a promise of love tomorrow has
Something special and it’s something we know will last and last

‘Cause we’re never far away, never
One thing I can always be sure of
Far away, no never
The promise of today

If we try we can fly to a whole another place
All we need is relief and a smile on our face
We can go anywhere we want, any road we decide to take
And we’re never, never, never too far from tomorrow, today

Everybody say tomorrow is just for us to share
And we’re gonna send our message of love out everywhere
There’s a promise of love tomorrow has
Something special and it’s something we know will last and last

Everybody say tomorrow is just for us to share
And we’re gonna send our message of love out everywhere
There’s a promise of love tomorrow has
Something special and it’s something we know will last and last

‘Cause we’re never far away, never
One thing I can always be sure of
Far away, no never
The promise of today

Nickelodeon – Election Connection Goes Over The Presidents lyrics

We’ve
had a lot of Presidents Yup
Fourty-three, Now.
let’s name them all chronologically Washington.

Adams, Jefferson, Madison, Monroe, Adams, The.
second guy his son Jackson.

Van, Buren then, there’s Harrison Died.
in a month Didn’t.
get much done Tyler.

James, Polk Taylor, Fillmore, First.
name Millard Why.
name a kid that Pierce?

Buchanan, then, Abe Lincoln Born.
in a cabin Do.
you like my hat Andrew?

Johnson Grant, Hayes, Garfield, Chester, Allen Arthur With.
my wierd facial hair Cleveland.

Harrison, Mckinley, Roosevelt, William, Howrd Taft With.
a belly up to there Wilson.

Harding, Coolidge, Hoover, Franklin, Roosevelt Elected.
four times Truman!

Eisenhower, John, F Kennedy. Johnson, and, Nixon I.
Resigned Gerald!

Ford Carter, then, Ronald Reagan Acted.
with a chimp when he was a movie star George.

Bush Clinton, then, another George Bush That’s.
every President we’ve had so far That’s.
every single one Yeah.

As It Is – Soap lyrics

[Verse 1]
I went missing on the inside,
Alone with every version of myself that’s died.
I fight to get you out of my head,
But where I’m most exposed is where you make your bed.
‘Cause who I’ve been and who I’m not,
We’re all the same.
This will only take a lifetime,
To bury me as deep as troubled is your mind.
I’m sinking deeper into your head,
I’m the lie you live in, every thought you dread.
‘Cause who you’ve been and who you’re not,
We’re all the same.

[Chorus]
You sing a shallow song,
With every wasted breath.
Your head’s so deep below,
The water which you tread.
‘Cause how I’ve been and how I’m not,
We’re all the same, we’re all the same.

[Verse 2]
I [?] ’cause I make it,
Am I a victim or a hypocrite?
You’re a craving that I can’t forget,
Some days I’d rather die than let this end.
That’s the problem that you have here,
You’re speaking only lies though they’re so sincere.
If you want, you can forget me,
But your mind’s too fucked, you’ll never set me free.
‘Cause who you’ve been and who you’re not,
We’re all the same.

[Chorus]
You sing a shallow song,
With every wasted breath.
Your head’s so deep below,
The water which you tread.
‘Cause how I’ve been and how I’m not,
We’re all the same, we’re all the same.

[Outro]
You sing a shallow song,
With every wasted breath.
‘Cause who you’ve been and who we’re not
(Your head’s so deep below)
We’re all the same, we’re all the same
(The water which you tread)
‘Cause who you’ve been and who we’re not
(You sing a shallow song)
We’re all the same, we’re…
(With every wasted breath)

Waterparks – Royal lyrics

[Verse 1]
Shut down the gold rush in my head,
Because we’re out of work.
I’m living proof of compromise,
“Be back in 10” but no return.
I’m sick of being in Houston,
I’m sick of everything I’ve been around enough to get used to.

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m proof of consequences,
And exhausting common sense.
And I kill what I build,
My common myth’s confidence.

[Chorus]
I’m two faced from your double exposure,
Stop right there, don’t come any closer.
I’m two faced from your double exposure,
Stop right there, don’t come any closer.

[Post-Chorus]
I wish I was royal but I’m not.
I wish I was royal but I’m not.
I wish I was royal but I’m not.

[Verse 2]
You’ve painted your future,
But I’m just not in the picture.
Maybe I missed the frame,
Maybe I’m seconds late, always late.

‘Cause I work myself to death,
Don’t believe me? Ask Geoff.
And I’m doing alright,
But is “alright” enough?
Because I’m living my dreams,
But I live at home,
‘Cause everything is on the down low for now.

[Chorus]
I’m two faced from your double exposure,
Stop right there, don’t come any closer.
I’m two faced from your double exposure,
Stop right there, don’t come any closer.

[Post-Chorus]
I wish I was royal but I’m not.
I wish I was royal but I’m not.
I wish I was royal but I’m not.

[Bridge]
You won’t like what you see,
So keep your eyes off of me.
I fell in love with everything,
That wants nothing to do with me.
I know that there’s no dealing with the way I’m feeling,
I’m so out of touch with everyone,
And everything’s a blur to me!

[Chorus]
I’m two faced from your double exposure,
Stop right there, don’t come any closer.
I’m two faced from your double exposure,
Stop right there, don’t come any closer.

[Post-Chorus]
I wish I was royal but I’m not.
I wish I was royal but I’m not.
I wish I was royal but I’m not.

[Outro]
I wish I was royal but I’m not.
I wish I was royal but I’m not.

Wolftananzug – Poseidon Rules The Deep lyrics

Keep your head under water
And raise your eyes to the sky
Mirrors alive with contortion
Reflect my fleeing mind

Poseidon, hear my name
For I’m your wisest son
Alive is the bottom of the ocean
And it won’t tolerate your tide

So keep your mouth filled with water
Crystals of salt pierce the throat
A harem of subcutaneous rivers
Will flow from me to you

I am Proteus, the swimmer
My tears weave through the grey
A distant longing keeps me floating
My home, you drowned for me

Poseidon, hear my name
For I’m your protean son
I’m one with the blackness of the ocean
And I won’t tolerate your tide no more

Hear my name!
Poseidon rules the deep
Nothing left but me

Wolftananzug – Piece Of String lyrics

You cut me down by a couple of inch
I never felt so low
You took your blade and you cut my heel
I’ve never felt so shallow
Just let me have it, let me take back my mind
I just want what you took
I bought you presents, but there’s nothing you like
So you just waste my time

Just let me take my mind back
From that piece of string
Let me take my mind back
Yeah, oh oh

Oh babe, you killed my plants today
What did I do?
Sweetest dear, you even poisoned my dogs
What is wrong with you?
You took their leesh and then you led me around
In empty circles I sway
A dead raven in your pillowcase
The smell lighting my way

Just let me take my mind back
From that piece of string
Let me take my mind back
Yeah, oh oh

So even if you get back from the heavens
Even if you crawl out of your grave
Come back to haunt me with a spite
I’ll be ready for you that day, cause I

I got my mind back
Hanging from the toughest rope
I got my mind back
Yeah, oh oh

I got my mind back (Hang him high)
Barking like a rabid fiend (Hang him low)
I got my mind back
Yeah yeah, oh oh

As It Is – Patchwork Love lyrics

[Verse 1]
I think it’s time we talk, say everything,
I know a secret that your eyes won’t keep.
That you’re the author of a tragedy,
So tell me how it ends.
You have a stubborn heart I can’t persuade,
I’ll say three words you won’t reciprocate.
I know you want to, I know you used to,
But you just don’t love me.

[Chorus]
And I won’t let you waste everything you are on me,
I know that all you love about me is who I used to be.
And made of hostage hearts and patchwork love,
Seems unavoidable, it came undone.
I’m sorry all of me was not enough,
I know it never was.

[Verse 2]
I know you blame yourself for the pain I feel,
It has to hurt before it starts to heal.
I won’t forget you, I won’t regret,
Through the pain the years I gave to you.

[Chorus]
And I won’t let you waste everything you are on me,
With every night you spend sleeping with our memories.
‘Cause it’s like spring to winter, your heart has changed,
And nothing feels the same.
And I won’t let you waste everything you are on me.

[Bridge]
All I ask, my one request is,
Don’t forget me, don’t regret me.
(Tearful, I let go)
All I ask, my one request is,
Don’t forget me.
(Tearful, I let go)
Don’t regret me.

[Outro]
And I won’t let you waste everything you are on me,
Your beating heart’s been sinking into apathy.
‘Cause it’s like spring to winter, your heart has changed,
And nothing feels the same.
And I won’t let you waste everything you are on me,
And I won’t let you waste everything you are on me.

Wolftananzug – Kafka lyrics

When I woke up this morning the sky in my window went black
And though I know I do not matter, I still realize there’s something I lack
When my woman heard me moaning, she told the kids I’m diseased
Yet, to see like a blind man is just what I need to feel complete

Yeah, I’m pretty sure that’s how Kafka felt, when he died
Feed this city to the magpies. You know, I never really tried
Yeah, I’m pretty sure that’s what living feels like to the dead
There’s nothing worth doing, so I better just do nothing instead.

I do not feel like talking to my friends about nothing at all
All these words could ever do was to buy some time and dampen the fall
But I am a shallow man, grinding his teeth on a wooden tongue
And then I go out at night, asking: „Why are we still having fun?“

Yeah, I’m pretty sure that’s how Kafka felt, when he died
Feed this city to the magpies. You know, I never really tried
Yeah, I’m pretty sure that’s what living feels like to the dead
There’s nothing worth doing, so I better just do nothing instead.

The only things that you remember are the things that I would like to forget
So please, go chase memories, while I piss into the wind instead
I’m going to bury myself in a crypt made of fury and dung
So the people can visit and ask: „Where did he go wrong?“

Yeah, I’m pretty sure that’s how Kafka felt, when he died
Feed this city to the magpies. You know, I never really tried
Yeah, I’m pretty sure that’s what living feels like to the dead
There’s nothing worth doing, so I better just do nothing instead and

Leave no trace

Wolftananzug – Digging Coal lyrics

They are digging hearts
Below the surface
With an iron lung
And a shovel of dust
The steel it pours
Into walls of granite
They never cared
All covered in mud

In here I am unknown
And my weakness shows
If I just take one more step
Maybe then I’ll be home

Digging coal
Running low
Digging coal

This infectious, outrageous, god-forgotten hellhole
The color of shit, and the rolling in the dirt
They keep me in shackles, the key is made of fishbone
And I
Complain about breathing-rights, irresponsibly revoked
The taste of burning rubber leaves me flat upon the floor
All we are waiting for: another crucifixion
While I am still digging coal

They are pushing carts
Along the railway
The flying sparks
Consumed in the dark
It is upon us
To find a meaning
In a menial task
And the tunnels run deep

In here I am unknown
And my weakness shows
If I just take one more step
Maybe then I’ll be home

Digging coal
Running low
Digging coal

This infectuous, outrageous, god-forgotten hellhole
The color of shit, and the rolling in the dirt
They keep me in shackles, the key is made of fishbone
And I
Complain about breathing-rights, irresponsibly revoked
The taste of burning rubber leaves me flat upon the floor
All we are waiting for: another crucifixion
While I am still digging coal

As It Is – Curtains Close lyrics

[Verse 1]
Forced smiles in picture frames, memories of better days,
And white walls that look so dark at night.
Scared kids sit on the couch, mom and dad take final bows,
And their hearts break as the chapter reads its end, its end.

[Chorus]
Looking for an answer, the house lights rise,
Wishing for an ending that’s not goodbye.
We watch the curtains close on all we’ve known,
We watch the curtains close on all we’ve known.

[Verse 2]
Yesteryears in coats of blue,
Broken vows once spoken true knowing.
Being torn in two never comes out clean, out clean.

[Chorus]
Looking for an answer, the house lights rise,
Wishing for an ending that’s not goodbye.
We watch the curtains close on all we’ve known,
We watch the curtains close on all we’ve known.

[Hook]
Every fly till die must see the days,
Beyond the broken hearts.
With the futures [?] of hearts to heal,
To learn to live, be better off apart.

[Bridge]
Looking for an answer, the house lights rise,
Wishing for an ending that’s not goodbye.
We watch the curtains close on all we’ve known,
We watch the curtains close on all we’ve known.

[Outro]
It doesn’t always matter how hard we try,
Sometimes the only ending is just goodnight.
We watch the curtains close on all we’ve known,
(Learn to live and be better off)
We watch the curtains close on all we’ve known.
(Learn to live and be better off)

Wolftananzug – Consider Me Jesus lyrics

I’m loosing money, and I’m loosing time
So I won’t turn my back on you heavenly creatures
The way you look at me is undefined
So undefined that I can’t really say if it’s something
Heavy images constrict my rhymes
So put the sun in my mouth and consider me Jesus
If you talk like that, I’ve been denied
But it’s a void, it’s a void and I’ll make it fantastic!

There’s still a lot of shit to do
Another window to fall through
Another cheap trick down the line
But I feel fine, I still feel fine
There’s still a lot of shit to do
And if I’m broken, so are you
I’m just a bastard, damned to life
But I feel fine, I’m only loosing this much time

I’m taking care of a vengeful man
He thinks he’ll eat the world and it made him sarcastic
I never bother ‚cause I know that I can’t
But I can ride a needle, just to paint you a picture
A simple truth in a simple lie
A tiny bit of everything in all that is nothing
A simple truth that will keep me alive
It’s a void, it’s a void and I’ll make it fantastic!

There’s still a lot of shit to do
Another window to fall through
Another cheap trick down the line
But I feel fine, I still feel fine
There’s still a lot of shit to do
And if I’m broken, so are you
I’m just a bastard, damned to life
But I feel fine, I still feel fucking fine

There’s still a lot of shit to do
Another window to fall through
Another cheap trick down the line
But I feel fine, I still feel fine
There’s still a lot of shit to do
And if I’m broken, so are you
We’re all bastards, damned to life
But we feel fine, we dance all fucking night

Wolftananzug – Black Widow lyrics

Walk all over me
In these leather boots, sweet Tiffany
Roam the streetlights with your hunter’s empathy
Run with the shadows
And dance with the night
And for the city is haunted bring your shiniest knife

And sing
Follow me down into the lair
The smell of a hundred old heartaches lies down there
The touch of temptation
The promise of bliss
But the black widow is a spider
And spiders don’t kiss

Guys love her body
Just like guys always do
They know she is dangerous, convictive and cruel
Her hands are all stained
With nicotine and blood
And with a gun and a knife she wrote her name in my heart

Follow me down into the lair
The smell of a hundred old heartaches lies down there
The touch of temptation
The promise of bliss
But the black widow is a spider
And spiders don’t kiss

Her body is painted
With tattoos and scars
Each one is a symbol, a polaroid of the past
It`s little or nothing
It`s sex or the blues
This life it means nothing, there’s no meaning or truth

Follow me down into the lair
The smell of a hundred old bastards lies down there
The touch of cold trauma
The lonely abyss
But the black widow is a spider
And spiders don’t kiss

As It Is – Austen lyrics

[Verse 1]
All the stories my father told,
They spoke of your golden heart.
Now the air in the room is cold,
As your memories fall apart.

[Pre-Chorus]
You fear the silence,
So I keep the words coming.
You only remember that
Once all the clocks stop running,
We might expect it
But my heart’s still filled with dread.
And words I never said,
Words I never said.

[Chorus]
Give me strength to see you weak,
‘Cause I can’t bear to let you leave.
I know you’re tired, but please don’t sleep,
‘Cause I can’t bear to let you leave.

[Verse 2]
You’ve been claimed by your suffering,
Sinking deeper in your pain.
If you made a recovery,
Could you ever be the same?

[Pre-Chorus]
You fear the silence,
So I keep the words coming.
You only remember that
Once all the clocks stop running,
We might expect it
But my heart’s still filled with dread.
And words I never said,
Words I never said.

[Chorus]
Give me strength to see you weak,
‘Cause I can’t bear to let you leave.
I know you’re tired, but please don’t sleep,
‘Cause I can’t bear to let you leave.

[Hook]
I tower over your hospital bed,
Like you used to with me.
I tower over your hospital bed,
Like you used to…

[Bridge]
Strength to see you weak,
‘Cause I can’t bear to let you leave.

[Outro]
Give me strength to see you weak,
‘Cause I can’t bear to let you leave.
I know you’re tired, but please don’t sleep,
‘Cause I can’t bear to let you, bear to let you leave.

Wolftananzug – Tar Pit Lounge lyrics

I am the big, black wolf, down at the tar pit lounge
Under layers of dusk, we can dance and rust
So push the lever down, and open wide
You know, Baccus stole my lighter, there on the other side

If I ever start to grin, drinking down the bloody soil
Let me know
The air is made of booze, it has a suffocating charme
At my house

I know she likes a drink, at the tar pit lounge
Just another shot of nails, nice to feel it go down
She takes all of her absinth, out of a monkey’s paw
She’s the queen of the rave, and the mother of moths

If I ever start to drink, without feeling anything
Let me know
Will the dead still cheer me on, when there’s nothing to consume
At my house
The rats are carved in stone, at the tar pit lounge
They nibble and they naw, at the frozen ground
The moon is breathing ash, laughing without sound
His children have no purpose, we are dumb and loud

If I ever call you up, without burning all my clothes
Let me know
There’s dirt and there is fire in the collapsing lung
Of my house

Down at the tarpit lounge…

Twenty One Pilots – Oh, Ms. Believer lyrics

Oh, Miss Believer, my pretty sleeper
Your twisted mind is like snow on the road
Your shaking shoulders prove that it’s colder
Inside your head than the winter of dead

I will tell you I love you
But the muffs on your ears will cater your fears
My nose and feet are running as we start
To travel through snow
Together we go
Together we go

We get colder
As we grow older
We will walk
So much slower

Oh, Miss Believer, my pretty weeper
Your twisted thoughts are like snow on the rooftops
Please, take my hand, we’re in foreign land
As we travel through snow
Together we go
Together we go

We get colder
As we grow older
We will walk
So much slower

Missy Elliott – I’m Better lyrics

I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

He say I’m hot, I’m so fuego
Pull up on him in my vehicle
He say I’m pretty, I’m pretty
You must be from Brazil, it must be from Me-hico
Roll up on him in my Lambo
Jump out like skrrrt, yeah bro
You need a chick like me to make you wanna leave them other broads, you know [?]

Yeah he got bands in the Bando
Missy got dudes in Orlando
Plus I got cars that he paying for
Man I be too much to handle
Watch what I do, when I get up on you
Pop potential in my room and zoom in the poom
He watching my body like he watching Scandal
But I’m just here, with my girls

I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

Missy so hot, I’m from Vee-e-e
The car that I drive be Ferr-ar-i
My clique is so thick and the broads be hollin’ and whistlin’
That be like damn bae
Man I’m 3000, I’m André
Yo Missy talk big, I’m so blind date
Bruce Lee on the beat, I don’t compete with none of these geeks
I just rant like I’m Kanye

Yeah he got bands in the Bando
Missy got dudes in Orlando
And I be driving cars he paying for
He say I’m too much, I’m a handful
He watching my body like watching Scandal
But I’m just here, with my girls

I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

Brand new flow when I rap
DJ, bring that back
You ain’t ever heard a track like that
Shit might slap, booty go clap
Roll up in the Benz
Looking like a ten, stack
When I rock, make it bop, in my car
And it bang-bang-bang like (tune-out noise) go blap-blap-blap

Yeah he got bands in the Bando
Missy got dudes in Orlando
Buying me bags and new shoes and new cars and everything I know that he paying for
Yeah he be hooking me up
Yeah he be looking me up
Watch what I do, when I get up on you
Pop potential and zoom in the poom

I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

Migos – Culture lyrics

They try to play us, they play themselves
This the intro
For all you fuckboys that ever tried to doubt the Migos, you played yourself! (Another one)
Fuckboy bow down

Spin off in the coupe, typhoon (skrt skrt)
I act an ass, baboon
Wrappin’ that dope, cocoon
Young rich nigga in the room
Finesse a nigga, no raccoon
Spending M&M’s in June
Took a trip to Cancun
Culture album coming soon (Another one)

Bought the Benz off the lot
Just to give your hoe a lift
I’m havin’ the sauce in the refridgerator
Just make sure you bring the chips
Aye it’s a fuck nigga in the back
Just look at him, look at him plot
He probably think it’s the club light but really it’s the red dot

Fucked a bitch and hit the lot (lot)
NIgga fumblin’ with the pot (pot)
I put my wrist in the pot (pot)
Hit the block brought back a knot (knot)
JJ Watt is on the block (woop woop)
Kept me runnin’ from the cops (cops)
Don’t buy the car, we want the lot (skrt skrt)
I need everything in stock (stock)
Act pints in the attic
Pussy niggas putting on an act (act)
Fucked the bitch and broke her back
I fucked the bitch and gave her back (back)
Thumbin’ through a hundred (thumb)
Thumbin’ through a hundred racks (racks)
Know you ain’t one hundred
Your chain might get snatched (snatched)
I wanna whip up some pies today
How many niggas gon’ ride today? (ride)
How many niggas gon’ slide and grab on they nine
When I say it’s time to slay? (time)
Jump in the crowd and get live today
Heard you talkin’ through the wire today
I’ma pull up with that fire, aim at his eye
I bet he gon’ die today

Yeah, screw that lil tip on that dirty lil Uzi (yeah)
I put a seven in a thot coochie (yeah)
Niggas get money, don’t know how to use it (yeah)
I whipped up the babies, Harambe, abused it

The value went up in the stocks (stock)
Tired of runnin’ from the cops (12)
Pourin’ lean on the rocks (mud)
Mink fur, that’s a fox (vrrt)
Quarter million in the vault (quarter K)
I’ma let the semi talk (whole K)
Now he swimmin’ with the dolphins (dolphin)
Perky got me feelin’ nauseous (Perky)
Don’t come around with the nonsense (uh-uh)

Culture
How the fuck you fuckboys ain’t gon’ act like Migos ain’t reppin’ the culture?
They rep the culture from the streets
Fuckboy bow down
Culture album soon come

Spin off in the coupe, typhoon (skrt skrt)
I act an ass, baboon
Wrappin’ that dope, cocoon
Young rich nigga in the room
Finesse a nigga, no raccoon
Spending M&M’s in June
Took a trip to Cancun
Culture album coming soon (DJ Khaled)

Migos – T-Shirt lyrics

Seventeen five, same color T-Shirt

Mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah)

Young nigga poppin’ with a pocket full of cottage (ay)
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin’ at your noggin (ay)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
Niggas pocket watchin’, so I gotta keep the rocket (glaw)

Neck water faucet (water), mocking birds mocking (woo)
Act pint, stocking (act), nats keep thotting (nats)
Wrist on hockey (hockey), wrist on rocky (Rocky)
Lotta niggas copy, name someone can stop me (no one)
Bitches call me papi, (bitch!), ‘sace that’s my hobby (‘sace)
Scotty on the molly, pocket rocket from O’Reilly
One off in the chamber, ain’t no need for me to cock it
Niggas get to droppin’ when that Draco get to poppin’
All I want is cottage, roll a cigar full of broccoli (Cookie)
No check, want all cash, nigga I don’t do deposits
Bitches cross the border, nigga, bitches from the tropics
I’ma get that bag nigga, ain’t no doubt about it (yup)
I’ma feed my family nigga, ain’t no way around it (family)
Ain’t gon’ never let up nigga, God said show my talent (show it)
Young nigga with the anna, walkin’ with the hammer
Talkin’ country grammar nigga
Straight out nawf Atlanta (nawf side)

Young nigga poppin’ with a pocket full of cottage (ay)
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin’ at your noggin (ay)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
Niggas pocket watchin’, so I gotta keep the rocket (ay)

Mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah)

Mama told you
Mama told me (mama) not to sell work
Mama told you
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)

1995 (nineties) 2005 (two-thousands)
Seen it with my eyes (seen it), dope still alive (dope)
Real mob ties (mob), real frog eyes (frog)
Real whole pies (woah), all time high (high)
Do it for the culture (culture)
They gon’ bite like vultures (vulture)
Way back when I was trappin’ out Toyotas (skrr skrr)
I’ma hit the gas (gas), 12 can’t pull me over (12)
Space coupe, Quavo Yoda, pourin’, drankin’ sodas

I get high on my own sir, heard you gon’ clone sir
Stop all that flexin’, young nigga don’t wanna go there
Never been a gopher, but I always been a soldier
Young niggas in the cut, posted like a vulture
Divin’ off the stage in the crowd it’s a mosh pit
Yeah shawty bad but she broke cause she don’t own shit
Mama asked me “son, when the trappin’ gon’ quit?”
I been ridin’ round through the city in my new bitch

Young nigga poppin’ with a pocket full of cottage (ay)
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin’ at your noggin (ay)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
Niggas pocket watchin’, so I gotta keep the rocket (ay)

Mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah)

Mama told you, mama told you

Migos – Call Casting lyrics

Buddah blessed this beat

Yeah, trap shit
No, no, no, no, no, no, no

Up early in the morning trapping (trap, trap)
You can get ’em how you asking (ask)
How many chickens? you can get ’em whichever way
Nigga, trap turned Zaxby’s (Zax)
I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up)
A hundred acres on the mansion (mansion)
I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up)
Bitches need to call casting (yeah)

Ack (Ack)
Put the backends in the back (back)
Draco on me, it’s attached (‘ttached)
Name a nigga with the pack (pack)
Name a nigga with the sack (sack)
I love my Glock, I got the MAC (MAC)
She eat the molly like a snack (eat it up)
This gold on my neck a plaque (plaque)
Bando Shane’s Rib Shack (eat it up)
Rob the plug if you tax (tax)
Sip the lean and relax (drink it up)
Park the Lamb in the back (skrt, skrt)
Big dog, you a cat (cat)
Rich in the matte black (skrt, skrt)
Twenty hoes to be exact (yeah)
I need ten, that’s a dime
Want a nickel, that’s a five
One to fly, one to slide
One to glide, ain’t got time
Put a thirty on my nine
For a nigga out of line
Mama cryin’, niggas dyin’
Wonder why I done grip the fire, yeah

Up early in the morning trapping (trap, trap)
You can get ’em how you asking (ask)
How many chickens? you can get ’em whichever way
Nigga, trap turned Zaxby’s (Zax)
I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up)
A hundred acres on the mansion (mansion)
I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up)
Bitches need to call casting (yeah)

Brrrt (skrt skrt skrt skrt) burrr, pot
Niggas tried to send a thot
That’s the only way to plot
Klay Thomp, corner shot (brrr)
Eight-ball, corner pocket (ay)
White boys in the game (white)
Call ’em Andy Milonakis (yeah)
He won’t hesitate to shoot ’em (shoot)
Private jet to Bermuda (woo)
I knew I been had sauce (who)
Cause I was fuckin’ on my tutor (who)
Truck backin’ up the dually
A hundred pounds out the cooler
Came from a Cup O’ Noodles
I fucked the game, karma sutra
I got M’s on my mind
I got boulders in my time
Put a model bitch on coca
Told her read between the lines (coco)
J’s out there snitchin’, yeah
Heard it through the vine (J’s)
Packin’ up the kitchen
Think I ran out of time, yeah

Up early in the morning trapping (trap, trap)
You can get ’em how you asking (ask)
How many chickens? you can get ’em whichever way
Nigga, trap turned Zaxby’s (Zax)
I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up)
A hundred acres on the mansion (mansion)
I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up)
Bitches need to call casting (yeah)

Woo woo woo woo woo, packs
I paid the ticket, get you whacked (brrr)
I chop the brick with the axe (hey)
The cookie smellin’ like a casket (cookie)
I’m sellin’ crack in my Raf’s (crack)
Put the addy in the nav (addy)
He steady poppin’, know it’s cap (cap)
I hit the jungle, then adapt (rarr)
30 thousand on the couch (30 bars)
All my bitches from an app (app)
Instagram and the Snap (Snap)
I bet a hundred on the craps (crap)
I’m good on shawty, do without (ooh)
She fucking niggas for the check (check)
I’ma only get the mouth
Hop out a Lambo, crossover on a bitch (skrt)
I poured a four, Actavis (Act)
Walk in Goyard, got a bag for my bitch (bag)
Won’t give a kiss ’cause I know you suck dick (mwah)
Spent you hundred, Philippe on your wrist (Patek)
Twenty-five pointers, one fist (points)
Twenty-five bitches on list (twenty-five)
Kel-tec, rubber band grip (brrr)

Up early in the morning trapping (trap, trap)
You can get ’em how you asking (ask)
How many chickens? you can get ’em whichever way
Nigga, trap turned Zaxby’s (Zax)
I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up)
A hundred acres on the mansion (mansion)
I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up)
Bitches need to call casting (yeah)

Migos – Get Right Witcha lyrics

Hold up, get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Bad bitches, fuck ’em then dismiss em (bad, woo)
I ain’t really here to take no pictures (flash)
Middle finger up fuck the system (fuck ’em)

Yeah, coupe is robotic, I ain’t touchin’ (nah, skrt)
Lookin’ at your hoe because she bustin’ (ye, woo)
Ridin’ in the coupe with the wings (brrt)
Going to Thailand with them chinks (chinks)
Percocet party, servin’ fiends (perky!)
Swear to god my plug was Vietnamese (brrt brrt brrt)
Taliban, my drugs, wrap ’em please (Taliban)
Servin’ all day, my gas on E (let’s go)
Thirty hollow tips in extendo (bow, thirty)
Shadows keep wavin’ by my window (woo, shadows)
Thankin’ God he saved my life from kick doors (god!)
Still sippin’ oil, Migos Citgo (drank, gone)

Hold up, get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Bad bitches, fuck ’em then dismiss em (bad, woo)
I ain’t really here to take no pictures (flash)
Middle finger up fuck the system (fuck ’em)
Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Hold up, get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Get right witcha

In the kitchen with a lot of white (white)
I done fucked a lot of niggas’ wife (smash)
Make a milli, then I make it twice (M’s)
Bought that Wraith and had the ceiling light (Wraith)
I like a bitch with some cellulite (ooh)
Tape a brick to her, take a flight (ooh)
Used to ask what the lick was like (where?)
Now I’m askin’ what the Lear look like (huh?)
Niggas copy, Mike Tyson bite (ahh-urr, ahh-urr, ahh)
Smokin’ cookie yeah that’s dynamite (cookie, woo)
Lamborghini, white on white (Lamborghini)
All these diamonds yeah they white on white (white)
Takin’ chances, had to roll the dice (aye)
Send my shooters, come and take your life (brrt)
Born with it, count a hundred thousand start snowin’ with it (hundred)
Go and get it, thirty round clip tear off a arm or ligament (rrah)
Bitch I’m a dog from menace (urr)
You trappin’ hard for pennies (go)
Hop in the frog, it’s tinted (skrrt)
Askin’ the lord, forgive me (hey)

Hold up, get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Bad bitches, fuck ’em then dismiss em (bad, woo)
I ain’t really here to take no pictures (flash)
Middle finger up fuck the system (fuck ’em)
Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Hold up, get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Get right witcha

Pop me a missile (aye)
Take me a picture (flash)
Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Lit like Christmas (like Christmas)
White like tissue (white)
Drank too official (drank)
Cut like scissors (cut)
Boy got wisdom (wisdom)
Fuckin’ on vixens (smash)
Hoe game itchin’ (itch)
Fuckin’ with the wrong one, trippin’
Thirty round extension for the tension (brrt)
Hundred round drum, listen
Fuck around and end up missin’ (brrt)
Get ’em knocked off for a ticket
Have my young nigga do the sentence
Aw man, whip up the white, Wendy
Pick up the pipe, and she get no penny (nope)
Rockstar livin’ life, Lennon
You can do better, never settle
Keep a Beretta, case of the pressure (brrt)
I tell the plug mail them
Which way? dat way, tell ’em, aye

Hold up, get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Bad bitches, fuck ’em then dismiss em (bad, woo)
I ain’t really here to take no pictures (flash)
Middle finger up fuck the system (fuck ’em)
Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Hold up, get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Get right witcha

Migos – Slippery lyrics

Pop a perky just to start up (pop it, pop it pop it)
Two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash)
Slippery, ‘scuse me, please me (please)
Arm up, or believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat, cause I’m flexin’ ‘Rari’s (skrt)
You can bet on me (skr, skr)

Hey, hey, hey, tater tot
Fuck niggas on my radar watch (watchin’)
Crocodile hunter, turn ’em to some gator shots (urr)
Iced out watch (ice), ridin’ round ten o’ clock (ten)
Ridin’ round, geeked up, damn, think it’s three o’ clock (three)
Four o’ clock (four), five o’ clock, six o’ clock (five)
I’m gon pop, if I don’t I’m back to the pot (whip)
I got rocks (rocks), big bales, big arms (bales)
Tommy gun, come out and play let’s have fun (yeah)
Big scales (scales), fishscale, big weight (fish)
Iceberg (ice), ice tray, ice tray (woo)
Plug called (called), tried to front, I don’t need it (brrt)
I don’t need it (brrt)
Pockets strong, wrist anemic (strong)
Get freezy (freezy), young nigga pay your debt-is (debt-is)
Grandma (grandma) auntie Ab and auntie Neesa (Neese)
Uncle Bo, auntie Greta serve ya perkys (Greta)
Auntie Eva, she got a pound she might just serve it (serve)

Pop a perky just to start up (pop it, pop it pop it)
Two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash)
Slippery, ‘scuse me, please me (please)
Arm up, or believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat, cause I’m flexin’ ‘Rari’s (skrt)
You can bet on me (skr, skr)

(Offset!)
Hey, hey, hey, slippery, she numbin’ me, that tongue on me
Honestly (honest), she fuck with me, a wife to be (wife)
In Italy, bought her a fur, look like the wildebeest (rarr)
Just chill with me (chill)
It is no worry, it is a bill to me (it ain’t nothin’)
I pull up Diablo, I pull up with models
I gave her her first Philippe (Philippe)
We goin’ full throttle, she swallowed the bottle
I’m all in her ovaries (ahh)
I gave her some dollars
I Gucci’d her collar now she can’t get over me (hey)
She wanna dose of me (dose)
Just hop in the Ghost with me (Ghost)
Perky and molly, don’t vote for nobody
These bitch ass niggas ain’t solid (solid)
Run in your house and with pumps and the shotties
Your mom might be up inside it (bah)
Cars robotic, bad bitch with a body
But really don’t care nothing about it (uh-uh)
Cappin’ and poppin’, I seen that lil Masi
I coulda pulled up and just shot ya ( brrt)
It’s a jungle, I let off some fire (some fire)

Pop a perky just to start up (pop it, pop it pop it)
Two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash)
Slippery, ‘scuse me, please me (please)
Arm up, or believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat, cause I’m flexin’ ‘Rari’s (skrt)
You can bet on me (skr, skr)

I rock water, diamonds, I’m drippin’ but not slippin’
I threw a quarter, (well damn) but no I’m not trippin’
Bugatti on Forgi’s, and nawl, I’m not crippin’
I buy Ferrari’s like Jordans
I’m Mike and y’all Pippen
Chillin’, just me and my millions
Niggas, they all in they feelin’s
My bitches, I spoil them like children
So persistent, if I want it, I go get it
I’m so slimy, grimy, sheisty but still shining
Rude and unkindly, cruel with no conscious
Drop the top on College, nigga I ain’t with no nonsense
And I’m a murderer nigga but I don’t promote violence

Dead shot (brrt), AK make your head rock (brrt)
Red dot, retro 8, Jordan they in stock
Lean on rocks (Act)
Perkys, mollies, xannies, rocks (roxies)
Oxycontin (oxyies)
Takeoff I’m your med doc (Takeoff!)
Leg lock (leg)
The key I got, unlock the box (box)
What’s in that box, huh?
Don’t tell em they might show the cops (shh)
Wrist watch (bite), abnormal so I flood the clock (ice)
Money flop, panties drop, that’s when them titties pop (woo)
Free my partners (John Wicc)
‘Til they free it’s fuck the cops (fuck ’em)
They know I geek a lot
They don’t know I keep a Glock (clueless)
Ain’t been no drought (where)
They think I been sleep a lot
They think I’m dumb (dumb)
They don’t know I see the plot (see it)
Fuck it I seize a knot

Pop a perky just to start up (pop it, pop it pop it)
Two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash)
Slippery, ‘scuse me, please me (please)
Arm up, or believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat, cause I’m flexin’ ‘Rari’s (skrt)
You can bet on me (skr, skr)
Hey, hey, hey

Migos – Big On Big lyrics

Big on big
Big on big
Big on big

If you havin’ paper, and I’m havin’ paper
How you gon’ big on big?
If you havin’ neighbors and I’m havin acres
How you gon’ big on big?
If I got the Draco and you got the Sig
How you gon’ big on big?
If I’m trappin’ that gas, you trappin’ that mid
How you gon’ big on big?
If I pull out a dub and you pull out a ten
How you gon’ big on big?
If your bitch is a five, my bitch is a ten
How you gon’ big on big?
You drivin’ a Jag, I’m pushin’ a Benz
How you gon big on big?
What you talkin’ about, we done been did
How you gon big on big?
How you gon big on big?

How you gon’ say you gon’ driz
How you gon’ one up the seal
How you gon’ do what I did
Nigga don’t know how it feel
How you gon’ say you is real
Nigga lyin’ sayin’ he havin’ act seal
But we both know that ain’t real
Nigga bout lyin’ quarter mill
He ain’t touch it or know how it feel
Nigga talkin’ bout they independent
Turned around and 360 the deal
Nigga walkin’ round with thirties on them
But they know they ain’t ready to kill
All my niggas havin’ cookie bags
Vacuum sealed and ready to sell
M&M in the mail, I done took a lot of l’s
Hundred niggas with the shells, goin’ big, well
Pullin’ out V12, pickin’ up a plate at Kelz

We the biggest shit poppin’
Wrist water no faucet
Bando to a mansion, you havin’ condo status
Can’t go big and braggin’, havin’ real big passion
Ever since I was a lil boy havin’ huncho status
Can’t compare to this, I’m takin all the risks
Know how to solve a problem, know how to sell a brick
You might be poppin’ them bottles, I’m poppin’ those bottles and models
You might be ridin’ American, my whips is foreign throttles
You tryna go big on big, stop it
I put a big hole in your pocket
They say he ridin’ around the city broke
That’s cause he tryna keep up with the ‘cho
Eyes closed, whippin’ it blind fold
She get on that blow get bi-polar
Six cell phones and I ain’t social
Still goin’ big, like Magnolia

If you havin’ paper, and I’m havin’ paper
How you gon’ big on big?
If you havin’ neighbors and I’m havin’ acres
How you gon’ big on big?
If I got the Draco and you got the Sig
How you gon’ big on big?
If I’m trappin’ that gas, you trappin’ that mid
How you gon’ big on big?
If I pull out a dub and you pull out a ten
How you gon’ big on big?
If your bitch is a five, my bitch is a ten
How you gon’ big on big?
You drivin’ a Jag, I’m pushin’ a Benz
How you gon big on big?
What you talkin’ about, we done been did
How you gon big on big?
How you gon big on big?

How you gon’, flex on the squad
When you know, (when you know) the bag is large
Where were you, when times was hard it’s pitiful
How you gon’ be there when we extra large
Four car garage, two bad broads
I don’t flex or floss
I’m a rockstar, with no guitar
Lambo avatar, sippin’ on some tar (Act)
I’m livin’ above the bar
Wrist on froze, wrist on froze (ice)
Your lil hoe been my hoe (smash smash)
Green Lambo, piccolo (skrr skrr)
Diamonds drippin’ on me, Nickelodeon (splash)
You goin’ too big, you talkin’ bout money you botherin’ me
(you makin’ me sick)
I own all of my cars, jewelry, and I got property
(I got some property)
Building these houses in places I’m playing Monopoly
Please do not talk to me
You don’t do nothin’, you obsolete

If you havin’ paper, and I’m havin’ paper
How you gon’ big on big?
If you havin’ neighbors and I’m havin acres
How you gon’ big on big?
If I got the Draco and you got the Sig
How you gon’ big on big?
If I’m trappin’ that gas, you trappin’ that mid
How you gon’ big on big?
If I pull out a dub and you pull out a ten
How you gon’ big on big?
If your bitch is a five, my bitch is a ten
How you gon’ big on big?
You drivin’ a Jag, I’m pushin’ a Benz
How you gon big on big?
What you talkin’ about, we done been did
How you gon big on big?
How you gon big on big?

Migos – Brown Paper Bag lyrics

Hah, pussy
Fuck all these niggas man
Yeah we havin’ this shit too nigga
Yeah y’all nigga havin’ this money and shit
You know what I’m talkin’, yeah yeah for real

Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash)
Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin’ me dad (smash, dad, smash)
Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (sad, huh, sad)
I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash
That’s your main bitch, I was fucking her first
Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey)
Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose
These bitches went missing when I was just hurting (these bitches went missing, where?)
I put your bitch on the xan then put her on perkys (xanny xanny, perky perky)
That was a part of the plan, get millions is working (plan)

Offset!
I ’bout to sign your bitch (sign her)
Let me remind ya bitch (remind her)
I am a walkin’ lick (lick)
But I am with the shits (I’m with it)
Click, click, click, click shit and I spung my wrist (bla)
Money is over a bitch (money)
Go throw them all in a Bentley (wwrrr)
Money is bigger than Winphrey’s
Sippin’ codeine outta simplies
I do not fuck with the enemy
30,000 to the dead niggs’
Drums, thirthy extensions (30)
We bringin’ but we got bid [?] (ya)
We fuckin’ these stars for fitness
Bankrolls are large, you feel me? (large)
I’ma go get me a bag (bag)
They gon’ be bitter and mad (mad)
They already know it’s a fact (they know)
Go to the show with a gag

Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash)
Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin’ me dad (smash, dad, smash)
Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (sad, huh, sad)
I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash
That’s your main bitch, I was fucking her first (smash)
Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey)
Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose
These bitches went missing when I was just hurting (these bitches went missing, where?)
I put your bitch on the xan then put on her perkys (xanny xanny, perky, perky)
That was a part of the plan, get millions is working (plan)

Quavo
I put your bitch on henny, on henny and coca (coca)
You saying your wrist is rocky, well I got some boulders (Rocky Balboa)
Ice on my neck, cold shoulder (ice)
You talking about modern day rap but don’t know the culture
50 bands in the motor (bands)
12 can’t pull me over (skrr)
Snowball, think it’s polar
Hotline Motorola (brrrt)
Fancy bitches go get the bag, the baddest bitches (bad)
Age of 23, I was in the magazine, the Forbes edition (Forbes)
Brown paper bag (oh)
When you get it make sure you count your racks (racks racks whoo)

Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash)
Smashing your hoe on the low and she calling me dad (smash, dad, smash)
Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (sad, huh, sad)
I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash
That’s your main bitch, I was fucking her first
Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey)
Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose (flex)
These bitches went missing when I was just hurting (these bitches went missing, where)
I put your bitch on the xan then put on her perkys (xanny xanny, perc perc)
That was a part of the plan, get millions its working

Brown paper bag
Wallet full of cash (cash)
Paparazzi flash
Jeweler gave me glass (splash)
Never look back at my past
Sip slow and live fast (Actavis)
I ended up in first place but I swore a nigga started last (I swear)
I would walk in empty-handed but a nigga know I had to get a bag (know it)
I was raised by my mama so a nigga never really had a dad (never)
Remember that lick that we hit (yup)
Broke in and we found the stash (okay)
20K right by the stand (20k)
Pulled up with a brown paper bag (ah)
Loubous, that’s part of the plan (had to)
Take out the tip from the cam (here)
No ever dissin’ who I am (nah)
Cause I can’t afford to get jammed (ah-ah)
Cuffin’ bitches I don’t stand ’em (nobody)
All my bitches yeah I share ’em (bitch)
Fuck ’em, but you gotta pay ’em (pay up)
Break the bread up with the fam

Migos – Deadz lyrics

You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)
You niggas in trouble

Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh

Fresh out, outta the bed, count up the deadz
(Bow, bow) We heard what you said, we heard what you said
If I wasn’t trappin’, I’d be wrappin’ up them bundles
If I wasn’t rappin’ I’d be trappin’ out the condos (know I’m sayin’)
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anacondas (know I’m sayin’)
No forreal, no cap, I keep a sack like [?] (sex)
If you think about runnin’ with that then you in trouble
(think about it)
If you think about runnin’ with that then you in trouble (gone)

You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anaconda
You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
If you think about runnin’ with that then you in trouble
You niggas in trouble

Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh

Gang bang slang caine
Heroin, half a ton, Purple Haze Cam’ron
Plays off a Samsung, get the job done
If I go jog at night, yeah, call it a mall run
You know what I did last night, cause I gave her all ones
You niggas in trouble, rock chains by the double
Got thangs by the double
Do everything but cuddle
Might buy a bowling alley, I got money out the gutter
Fully automatic, and it don’t stutter (rra!)

You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anaconda
You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
If you think about runnin’ with that then you in trouble
You niggas in trouble

Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh
Uh oh, fresh out the bed, uh oh
Uh oh, count up the deads, uh oh

Hop out the bed and I’m countin’ them faces
I jump out the whip and them bitches start faintin’
No twenties or fifties, just Benjamin Franklins
Block on lock call me Kurt Angle
I keep the bag on my brother, my partner
Don’t fuck with no strangers, they tryna’ get famous
I put the hood on my back
When these niggas couldn’t do nothing but love
But these niggas still hated
No they ain’t real but these niggas gonna fake it
If they got a problem my niggas come [?] it
Nigga debatin’, they plottin’, they waitin’
They want my ice tell em come take it
Have em pretend that I couldn’t make it
Now I’m doin shows outta state
My momma told me stay humble don’t be too ready
You gotta have patience

Droppin’ them bangers, bangers, bangers
Double cup stuffed full Texas Ranger
One in the chamber
I shoot a hundred round clip like Wilt Chamberlain
Go to the top and I’m gon bring the gang in
Bitch, do anything to get famous
My wrist cost me a brick and it’s frigid
I’m rich, but I did not let it change me
Statistics say that you niggas ain’t gangster

You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
No forreal, no cap, my money long like anaconda
You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
You niggas in trouble
If you think about runnin’ with that then you in trouble
You niggas in trouble

Migos – All Ass lyrics

Purps on the beat

Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin’ out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin’, all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye)
Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin’ out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin’, all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye)

Yeah, I’m throwin’ a bag (bag)
It bought her a bag (bag)
Last bitch I fucked, she wasn’t goin’ out sad (goin’ out sad)
Can’t play a player for sure, can’t play a player, no (no)
Throw the money to the top (top)
It’s fallin’ off the top ropes (yee)
Yeah (yee)
I bet I put all my bitches on though (yee)
Yeah (yee)
Aye (yeeee)
She’ll be fuckin’ til the sun come up (uh uh uh)
Hey yeah
If you want to ball, let’s get it (woohoo)
Hey yeah
I make you rich with a fifty (cash)
Hey yeah
No lemonade it’s simply, just me and my bitch (aye)
If she don’t get dick, she gon’ have a fit (yeah)
Her daddy the plug (aye)
She fuck with the bricks, she with the shit (yeah)
He buy a salon to clean the money, he feed the bitch
Now he on the run, they seized the house, they seized the whips (yee)
Now she on the run, she took the money, he need the bitch

Beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin’ out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin’, all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye)
Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin’ out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin’, all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye)
Yeah

All ass aye
Fifty cash bags, on a bad day (yeah)
I’m on a fast pace, I wanted the fast way (skr)
They copied the last wave, I cut ’em like blank space (aye)
Fuckin’ a thot in my mansion, fuckin’ a thot on my bedroom
Been lookin’ like a Kardashian (Kardashian)
We hopped in the coupe and we smashin’
Sippin’ on my drink, I watch that ass go slow motion (slow)
Walkin’ with that bag, look at my diamonds like the ocean, huh
Geekin’ out, she geekin’ out, she geekin’ on the dough
Ten different bitches, eeny meeny miny moe
Trappin’ out the North, trappin’ out the bando (North)
No, you need you a brick then I get the dough

Beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin’ out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin’, all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye)
Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin’ out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin’, all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye)
Yeah

My wrists glass (glass)
My neck is glass (glass)
Last jeweler just spent sixty cash (cash)
Last bitch I had, she bought a Jag’ (Jag’)
They come in empty handed she kept her bag (yee)
Bag, all ass aye (yee, ass)
I can’t get my nut off I’mma spaz bae (yee, spaz)
No credit, no debit, the cash way (yee, cash)
No stomach, no waist pretty face, the ass way (yee yee)

Beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin’ out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin’, all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye)
Yeah, beat the pot, beat the pot, beat the pot, oh
Bad bitches walkin’ out with bags at the store (bad)
Stripper girl shakin’, all ass on the pole (all ass aye, all ass aye)
Yeah

All ass aye, all ass aye
All ass aye, all ass aye
All ass aye, all ass aye
Stripper girl shakin’, all ass on the
Stripper girl shakin’, all ass on the pole
Stripper girl shakin’, all ass on the
Stripper girl shakin’, all ass on the pole