St. Vincent – Pills

[Intro]
Pills to wake, pills to sleep
Pills, pills, pills every day of the week
Pills to walk, pills to think
Pills, pills, pills for the family

[Verse 1]
I spent a year suspended in air
My mind on the gap, my head on the stairs
From healers to dealers and then back again
From guru to voodoo and voodoo to zen

[Chorus]
Pills to wake, pills to sleep
Pills, pills, pills every day of the week
Pills to walk, pills to think
Pills, pills, pills for the family
Pills to grow, pills to shrink
Pills, pills, pills and a good stiff drink
Pills to fuck, pills to eat
Pills, pills, pills down the kitchen sink

[Verse 2]
I’m behind the wheel
I’m leavin’ your state
I can’t even swim in these waves I made
From the bath to the drain, and the plane to the stage
To the bed, to give head, to the money I made

[Chorus]
Pills to wake, pills to sleep
Pills, pills, pills every day of the week
Pills to walk, pills to think
Pills, pills, pills for the family
Pills to grow, pills to shrink
Pills, pills, pills and a good stiff drink
Pills to fuck, pills to eat
Pills, pills, pills down the kitchen sink

[Verse 3]
I heard the tales, fortune and blame
Tigers and wolves defanged by fame
From the chains to the reins to the vein
To the brain, anyway there’s a day
And I’ll pay it in pain

[Chorus]
Pills to wake, pills to sleep
Pills, pills, pills every day of the week
Pills to walk, pills to think
Pills, pills, pills for the family
Pills to grow, pills to shrink
Pills, pills, pills and a good stiff drink
Pills to fuck, pills to eat
Pills, pills, pills down the kitchen sink

[Chorus]
Pills to wake, pills to sleep
Pills, pills, pills every day of the week
Pills to walk, pills to think
Pills, pills, pills for the family
Pills to grow, pills to shrink
Pills, pills, pills and a good stiff drink
Pills to fuck, pills to eat
Pills, pills, pills down the kitchen sink

[Chorus]
Pills to wake, pills to sleep
Pills, pills, pills every day of the week
Pills to walk, pills to think
Pills, pills, pills for the family
Pills to grow, pills to shrink
Pills, pills, pills and a good stiff drink
Pills to fuck, pills to eat
Pills, pills, pills down the kitchen sink

[Outro]
Come all you villains, come one and all
Come all you killers, come join the war
Come all you wasted, wretched, and scorned
Come on and face it, come join the war
Come climb the rafters, come out to space
Come for the answers, throw them away
Come kiss me stupid, come kiss me sore
Come find me standin’ under the wall
Come all you killers, come out to play
Everyone you know will all go away
Come all you wasting, wretched, and scorned
Come watch me standin’ under the wall
Come all you children, come out to play
Everyone you love will all go away

67 – This Side

[Intro: LD]
Splurgeboys
Alla dat, alla dat

[Verse 1: Monkey]
Guns, money, jugs
Guns, money, jugs
Joogin’, joogin’, joogin’
The pigs they be lookin’
5-0 on a nigga on the wing with a [?], fuck them
Got ‘dem crack rocks in the alleyway, the traps gotta pay
Got money comin’ in hella ways
Big guns, still gotta trade
C Rose whippin’ up some yay
Gang shit sippin’ on some [?]
R6, yeah that’s my little nigga
Yeah my little nigga do you broad day
Lets lurk, two L’s up, get your bells up
What more can I say?

[Verse 2: ASAP]
Big spinner
Long nose ting got me feelin’ like a cowboy
Kway kway, with a hard pack
Tryna blend in like a white boy
.22 that’s a light toy
2 bells in that 12
Double tap, do him two times
Trap hard ’til I’m dead up
I need hella rackets and food lines
Smashin’ out FIFA, 25
Make a killin’ that’s every night
Huntin’ knife on a lurk
Lurkin’ ’round for a kill
Or a backpack with a 12
Best dash, duck and dive from these bells

[Hook: LD]
Niggas ain’t comin’ round this side
Big WAPS on the corner
Big bike, four door, real pushbike
67 pens are bustin’
Look at my chest, look how it sits right
.44 keep it safe, in skengs we trust
We don’t know about fist fights
Swear these bruddas ain’t learning
.44 corn just burn him
These niggas ain’t comin’ round here
Won’t go around there ’cause 67 lurking
Swear these bruddas ain’t learning
.44 corn just burn him
These niggas ain’t comin’ round here
Won’t go around there ’cause 67 lurking
These niggas ain’t comin’ round this side

[Verse 4: Dimzy]
Scales out, clingfilm and stones
If you’re talking tickets, yeah we sold out shows
Bro got tickets, said he sold out snow
Young days outside was cold
Big heat for the cause
‘Til we love the beef, too hot, too cold
I’ll slide on you anytime for bro
That’s big 40s and chunky stones
Feds on my case won’t leave me alone
(I gotta run now)
Hoes on my case won’t leave me alone
I’m smoking quickly, backwards roach
I’m fly, you’re high like a drone

[Verse 5: Liquez]
Don’t know about ‘dem but I’m livin’ my dream
I get racks from trap ’cause I cut down bits and bobs of green
I get racks from rap ’cause right now we’re wrapping up the music scene
Green, orange, blue notes are pink, know it true say I love the queen
No mileage, my Loobs’ are clean
Versace hoes at my Balmain jeans
She say you got sauce but no sauce like Liquez
67 gang, can’t source like we
No mileage, my Loobs’ are clean
Versace hoes at my Balmain jeans
She say you got sauce but no sauce like Liquez
67 gang, can’t source like we

[Hook: LD]
Niggas ain’t comin’ round this side
Big WAPS on the corner
Big bike, four door, real pushbike
67 pens are bustin’
Look at my chest, look how it sits right
.44 keep it safe, in skengs we trust
We don’t know about fist fights
Swear these bruddas ain’t learning
.44 corn just burn him
These niggas ain’t comin’ round here
Won’t go around there ’cause 67 lurking
Swear these bruddas ain’t learning
.44 corn just burn him
These niggas ain’t comin’ round here
Won’t go around there ’cause 67 lurking
These niggas ain’t comin’ round this side

[Outro]
Splurgeboys

Amine – Spice Girl

Ah, yeah-yeah
Ah, woah
Ah, woah

I need a Spice Girl
Zig-a-zig-ah, fuck up my whole world
Pause when she talk, nothin’ like oh girl
Scary and Sporty, tell her what I want
What I really, really want is a Spice Girl
Zig-a-zig-ah, fuck up my whole world
Pause when she talk, nothin’ like oh girl
Scary and Sporty, tell her what I want
What I really, really want is a

Spice Girl, freaky lil mama
Said she on a diet so she only eat bananas
Always in your prime, other women don’t align
And when I’m off work then you know it’s bed time
So let’s go (hey), let’s hit the I-5
Get away from B.S., don’t waste no down time (hey)
I don’t ever like ’em boujee, that’s the type that wanna sue me
And when we get together, hit it like fever forever

I wanna know, is this real or fake?
Do I have a chance or am I pavin’ ways?
I’m tryna find a reason not to say your name
Like you, there’s no look-a-like

I need a Spice Girl
Zig-a-zig-ah, fuck up my whole world
Pause when she talk, nothin’ like oh girl
Scary and Sporty, tell her what I want
What I really, really want is a Spice Girl
Zig-a-zig-ah, fuck up my whole world
Pause when she talk, nothin’ like oh girl
Scary and Sporty, tell her what I want
What I really, really want is a

British girl (hey), got a show in London
Won’t you come around? Put you on the list, it’s nothin’
Say you gotta work ’cause you’re studyin’ for Masters
Yeah, these women fine but only on the camera (ooh)
They deceivin’, super thievin’
They fitness come and go like when they weave in
I never listen to the schemin’ type
I want the Sporty, Scary, Ginger spice

I wanna know, is this real or fake?
Do I have a chance or am I pavin’ ways?
I’m tryna find a reason not to say your name
Like you, there’s no look-a-like

I need a Spice Girl
Zig-a-zig-ah, fuck up my whole world
Pause when she talk, nothin’ like oh girl
Scary and Sporty, tell her what I want
What I really, really want is a Spice Girl
Zig-a-zig-ah, fuck up my whole world
Pause when she talk, nothin’ like oh girl
Scary and Sporty, tell her what I want
What I really, really want is a

My girl’s a Spice Girl
Her world is my world
And most of all she’s fine to me
And aligned with the infatuation I feel
I need a Spice Girl

Bruno Mars – That’s What I Like (Acoustic Remix) (On Charlie Rose) (Live)

Hey, hey, hey
I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby girl, what’s hatnin’?
You and your ass invited
So gon’ and get to clappin’
Go pop it for a player, pop-pop it for me
Turn around and drop it for a player, drop-drop it for me
I’ll rent a beach house in Miami
Wake up with no jammies (nope)
Lobster tail for dinner
Julio, serve that scampi
You got it if you want it, got, got it if you want it
Said you got it if you want it, take my wallet if you want it, now

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

I’m talkin’ trips to Puerto Rico
Say the word and we go
You can be my fleeka
Girl, I’ll be a fleeko, mamacita
I will never make a promise that I can’t keep
I promise that your smile ain’t gon’ never leave
Shopping sprees in Paris
Everything twenty-four karats
Take a look in that mirror (take a look)
Now tell me who’s the fairest
Is it you? (is it you?) is it me? (is it me?)
Say it’s us (say it’s us) and I’ll agree, baby

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

You say you want a good time
Well here I am, baby, here I am, baby
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, tell me what’s on your mind
What’s on your mind
If you want it, girl, come and get it
All this is here for you
Tell me baby, tell me, tell me baby
What you tryna do

Cool jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Mya – Ready For Whatever

[Chorus]
(Ohh, ahh)
I’m not all in my feelings, just tellin’ you how I feel
(Ohh, ahh)
‘Cause I got caught up in a moment, tell me where you wanna take it from here
(Ohh, ahh)
Ohh
‘Cause I’m ready for whatever
(Ohh, ahh)
Ready for whatever
‘Cause I’m ready for whatever!

[Verse 1]
Let me near so I can make a move
I don’t want just a dose of you
I prefer to have it all, whatever we wanna call it!
I ain’t worried ’bout no other bitches
Fell in love with me without the riches
Shit, it’s cool when we’re together
Me and you don’t get no better!

[Chorus]
(Ohh, ahh)
I’m not all in my feelings, just tellin’ you how I feel
(Ohh, ahh)
‘Cause I got caught up in a moment, tell me where you wanna take it from here
(Ohh, ahh)
Ohh
‘Cause I’m ready for whatever
(Ohh, ahh)
Ready for whatever
‘Cause I’m ready for whatever!

[Verse 2]
It’s whatever
I’m not one to show feelings, ’cause I gotta keep it trill
Ohhh
But if you asked, I’d say yes, ’cause you already know the deal!
You know the deal we could try if you want
Do this right now if you say it’s a go
You know things nobody will ever know
In the bed I already know you a pro!
(I know)
Either we both ain’t gotta say shit
Or tell me where you wanna take it!

[Chorus]
(Ohh, ahh)
I’m not all in my feelings, just tellin’ you how I feel
(Ohh, ahh)
‘Cause I got caught up in a moment, tell me where you wanna take it from here
(Ohh, ahh)
Ohh
‘Cause I’m ready for whatever
(Ohh, ahh)
Ready for whatever
‘Cause I’m ready for whatever!

[Outro]
It’s way more fun
‘Cause I’m ready for whatever!
It’s way more fun
‘Cause I’m ready for whatever!

Phoenix – Ti Amo

[Intro]
Let me tell you what it is
Do you mind if I do?
I know I can be honest with you
‘Cause I don’t like it as it is

[Verse 1]
I don’t like it as it is
A disaster scenario
So don’t look at what you did
This melted gelato

Love you! Ti amo! Je t’aime ! ¡Te quiero!
It’s not love but wait

[Verse 2]
I’ll be standing by the jukebox
Champagne or Prosecco?
I was playing classics by the Buzzcocks
Battiato and Lucio

Love you! Ti amo! Je t’aime ! ¡Te quiero!
Open up your legs

[Chorus]
Don’t tell me, don’t tell me no
Don’t tell me, don’t tell me no no
Don’t tell me, don’t tell me no
I’ll say Ti amo till we get along
Don’t tell me, don’t tell me no
Don’t tell me, don’t tell me no no
Don’t tell me, don’t tell me no
I’ll say Ti amo till we get along

[Verse 3]
You don’t mind it as it is
Bonanza, che bello!
Well I’ll show you how to win
My festival di Sanremo

Love you! Ti amo! Je t’aime ! ¡Te quiero!
It’s not over yet

[Verse 4]
Now I’m looking like the bad cop
Sunbathing in Rio
Switching unsophisticated soft rock
To Beethoven’s Concerto

Love you! Ti amo! Je t’aime ! ¡Te quiero!
Open up your legs

[Chorus]
Don’t tell me, don’t tell me no
Don’t tell me, don’t tell me no no
Don’t tell me, don’t tell me no
I’ll say Ti amo till we get along
Don’t tell me, don’t tell me no
Don’t tell me, don’t tell me no no
Don’t tell me, don’t tell me no
I’ll say Ti amo till we get along

[Outro]
Ça y est c’est fini
Je veux croire que le meilleur est à venir
Je sais que le pire l’est aussi
Alors laisse-moi compter les moutons
Chanter nos chansons, rêver à l’unisson

Eminem – Disses Donald Trump In Bet Hip Hop Awards Freestyle Cypher

Intro]
It’s the calm before the storm right here
Wait, how was I gonna start this off?
I forgot… oh yeah

[Verse]
That’s an awfully hot coffee pot
Should I drop it on Donald Trump? Prob’ly not
But that’s all I got ’til I come up with a solid plot
Got a plan and now I gotta hatch it
Like a damn Apache with a tomahawk
I’ma walk inside a mosque on Ramadan
And say a prayer that every time Melania talks
She gets a mou—ahh, I’ma stop
But we better give Obama props
‘Cause what we got in office now’s a kamikaze
That’ll prob’ly cause a nuclear holocaust
And while the drama pops
And he waits for shit to quiet down he’ll just gas his plane up and fly around ’til the bombing stops
Intensities heightened, tensions are risin’
Trump, when it comes to giving a shit, you’re stingy as I am
Except when it comes to having the balls to go against me, you hide ’em
‘Cause you don’t got the fucking nuts like an empty asylum
Racism’s the only thing he’s fantastic for
‘Cause that’s how he gets his fucking rocks off and he’s orange
Yeah, sick tan
That’s why he wants us to disband
‘Cause he can not withstand
The fact we’re not afraid of Trump
Fuck walkin’ on egg shells, I came to stomp
That’s why he keeps screamin’, "Drain the swamp!"
‘Cause he’s in quicksand
It’s like we take a step forwards then backwards
But this is his form of distraction
Plus, he gets an enormous reaction
When he attacks the NFL so we focus on that in
-stead of talking Puerto Rico or gun reform for Nevada
All these horrible tragedies and he’s bored and would rather
Cause a Twitter storm with the Packers
Then says he wants to lower our taxes
Then who’s gonna pay for his extravagant trips
Back and forth with his fam to his golf resorts and his mansions?
Same shit that he tormented Hillary for and he slandered
Then does it more
From his endorsement of Bannon
Support for the Klansmen
Tiki torches in hand for the soldier that’s black
And comes home from Iraq
And is still told to go back to Africa
Fork and a dagger in this racist 94-year-old grandpa
Who keeps ignoring our past historical, deplorable factors
Now if you’re a black athlete, you’re a spoiled little brat for
Tryna use your platform or your stature
To try to give those a voice who don’t have one
He says, "You’re spittin’ in the face of vets who fought for us, you bastards!"
Unless you’re a POW who’s tortured and battered
‘Cause to him you’re zeros
‘Cause he don’t like his war heroes captured
That’s not disrespecting the military
Fuck that! This is for Colin, ball up a fist!
And keep that shit balled like Donald the bitch!
"He’s gonna get rid of all immigrants!"
"He’s gonna build that thang up taller than this!"
Well, if he does build it, I hope it’s rock solid with bricks
‘Cause like him in politics, I’m using all of his tricks
‘Cause I’m throwin’ that piece of shit against the wall ’til it sticks
And any fan of mine who’s a supporter of his
I’m drawing in the sand a line, you’re either for or against
And if you can’t decide who you like more and you’re split
On who you should stand beside, I’ll do it for you with this:
Fuck you!
The rest of America stand up!
We love our military, and we love our country
But we fucking hate Trump!

Kodak Black – Snot Thot

[Conversation]
(Chick): Girl came to the door yesterday asking for you
(Kodak): Yes, but it was Saturday out there, I was at church
(Chick): Nigga, don’t go to church
(Kodak): How you gon’ tell me I don’t go to church
(Chick): Nigga, don’t go to church, nigga
(Kodak): How you gon’ tell me I don’t go to church, go ask Jesus, ask Jesus
(Chick): I’m gonna get you mad, right, for this
(Kodak): I need my money
(Chick): What?
(Kodak): I need my money, I need my money

[Verse]
That’s when they find that you and me, we in suit
Everybody ain’t gonna like it when you here
Girl, I come ’bout no frowned, they make you frown
I don’t care if that’s the only reason you came for
That’s always make me figure til that one crank
I can’t find no love so I went to the bank
Auh, I should live for love, so I went to the bank
We met at D.O.A and then we met again at chase
Every thug need a shoulder they can lean on
I like what’s on your shoulders, good head you be thinkin’ homes
Speakin’ of head, I hate sex but I love my peter blown
You’re a lil freaky hoe but you compete with her
I’m sorry when I fuck I’ll leave my bling on
I’m sorry when I fuck I lead my rhythm
See I’m a dog, I be just trynna get me a bone
Here on a spree of smoke, don’t need to leave her on
Stray dog, I don’t need a home
I don’t be at home
I’m fleeing home
Raw dawg when I fuck with her no rubber but my ski is on
She heard I’m snot side nigga over there
She heard I’m snot sneaky nigga over there
They tellin’ me she a thot, that hoe over there
But I don’t even care if she got gonorrhea
They say she a sick bitch heard she got syphilis
Why don’t I go ahead first, jumpin’ straight in it
I’m just kiddin’ but I love that lil’ bitch
But I don’t care if she sends sluts to my bed
And I don’t need you tellin’ me about how she do
She fuck everybody, and I fuck everybody too
Everybody say she out here trickin’
I don’t give a damn ’bout how she get it
Everybody say she got all the niggas
So what? I got all the bitches
We got chemistry, fuck your history
I don’t care if she was out here strippin’
I’m tellin’ you baby, they ain’t gon’ like you jumpin’ out that Bentley
Hittin’ the scene in the blink, um, T-Double-D, you Trina
Everybody tellin’ me she ain’t shit
But nigga, I ain’t shit either
And I don’t give a damn ’bout none of that shit mah nigga said
He tryna convince me he seen you on backpage
Everybody got an opinion, I don’t give a damn anyway
I took her on a private plane, I took her on a dinner date
Everybody fuckin’, everybody sinnin’
So what’s wrong with turnin’ that hoe into a princess
Yap, I can turn that hoe into a model
Scoope her in the Benz, Tiago, no more Monte Carlo
If she ain’t in a coop with me, I want nobody in it
Bentley, cologne Gucci and my windows very tinted
Babe, don’t call me essay but I love it when we kick it
Fuck that he say, she say, they don’t know about it, damn
They ain’t gon’ like it, they ain’t gon’ like it
They ain’t gon’ like us, they gon’ wanna fight ya
And I don’t like people but I think I like her
I don’t let that hoe inside my house now, I don’t wife her
If I wife her I’m Steve Austin with the ring
There’s a stone cold diamon on her finger and it bling
I’m ’bout to cut off all my friends
I’m ’bout to cut off all I can
Man, that pussy be pullin’ me in, I thought it was a one night stand
I thought it was a one night stand
Like the lamp on my dresser
So she loves dirty hustler, but this girl special
Thought she was a fling, thought she was a fling
I’ve been havin’ dream lately, she might be my main
‘Cause you eat my ummm, ’cause you be my baby
Lifes gave me lemon, wonder could you be my main squeeze
I don’t fell in love with a nat
But every sinner got a future, and every saint got a past
So I ain’t give a hoe a whole account about of where I’m at
‘Cause baby see you ride, yo, that lil’ bitch, she got my back
Baby she be ridin’, that lil’ bitch, she got my back
Then when we ride, yo, my ‘lil bitch she hold her strap
My nigga startin’ cryin’ when we went out in scraps
My babe more real than you, she one thou, keep that shit a stack
I don’t throw no money
Took my bitch to the club and threw some racks
Man with the plan, master mind my crafts
No more shootin’ craps
I ain’t no dog but call me cannon with lubane fuckin’ on a brat
My lil bitch a brat, I hear how she act, but I love how she act
That’s my lil diva
If you keep it up I’m put you on a TV-show
I was just trynna rap, you turned me to a singer
Found my focus back, turned me to believer

Lil Uzi Vert – Unfazed (feat. The Weeknd)

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Lil Uzi Vert]
I’m unfazed (woah)
I’m unfazed (woah)
I’m unfazed (woah)
I’m unfazed (woah)
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed (woah)
I’m unfazed (yeah, yeah)
I’m unfazed (yeah, yeah)
I’m unfazed (yeah, yeah)
I’m unfazed (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
Turn that girl into a bad bitch
Turn that girl into a savage
And you might think she’s outstanding
Make that girl go through practice
Take three Xannies like a hat trick
Take another pill for that magic
These models ’bout to get ratchet
These models ’bout to get ratchet
Give a fuck about what a source say
Don’t attach me to your name
A-all they wanted was more fame
All they wanted was more fame
And you were always a distraction
It was never gonna last, and
They will always be the past, and
They just tryna get reactions from me

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Lil Uzi Vert]
Woah
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
I make it rain, you can have it (woah)
I make it disappear like magic (woah)
I, I met that girl right at Magic
Left with her and a big bag, and
She slippery, losin’ traction
You keep listenin’ to your mad friends
Your last old enough he might die, friend
So that guy, to me, he a has-been
I took his girl, yeah that’s Bogart
I fuck that girl like a pornstar (woah)
Yeah, it’s Starboy and a born star
Pull up every which way in foreign cars (woah)
Skrrrt, vroom
Man, these broads so fake (so fake)
Mistakes, time to part ways
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you can keep it (you can keep it)
You say you’re real, what’s the meanin’? (What’s the meanin’?)
Countin’ Washingtons, this Gilbert Arenas (that’s Arenas)
Hit it twice to let her know I really mean it (I really mean it)

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Lil Uzi Vert]
Woah, woah
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed (woo!)

Troy Ave – Smooth Criminal

As he came into the window
It was the sound of a crescendo
He came into her apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
She ran underneath the table
He could see she was unable
So she ran into the bedroom
She was struck down, it was her doom
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok
Are you ok, Annie
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok
Are you ok, Annie
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok?
Are you ok, Annie?
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok, are you ok Annie?
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok?
Are you ok, Annie?
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok?
Are you ok, Annie?
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok?
Are you ok, Annie?
You’ve been hit by
You’ve been hit by
A smooth criminal
So they came into the outway
It was Sunday – what a black day
Mouth to mouth
Resuscitation
Sounding heartbeats – intimidation
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok
Are you ok, Annie
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok
Are you ok, Annie
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok?
Are you ok, Annie?
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok, are you ok Annie?
(Then you
Ran into the bedroom)
(You were struck down)
(It was your doom)
(You’ve been struck by
A smooth criminal)
Okay, I want everybody to clear
The area right now!
Aaow!
(Annie are you ok?)
I don’t know!
(Will you tell us that you’re ok?)
I don’t know!
(There’s a sign in the window)
I don’t know!
(That he struck you – a crescendo Annie)
I don’t know!
(He came into your apartment)
I don’t know!
(Left the bloodstains on the carpet)
I don’t know why baby!
(Then you ran into the bedroom)
I don’t know
(You were struck down)
(It was your doom – Annie!)
Dag gone it – baby!
(Will you tell us that you’re ok?)
Dag gone it – baby!
(There’s a sign in the window)
Dag gone it – baby!
(That he struck you – a crescendo Annie)
Hoo! Hoo!
(He came into your apartment)
Dag gone it!
(Left the bloodstains on the carpet)
Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!
(Then you ran into the bedroom)
Dag gone it!
Aaow!!!

Cassie – Love A Loser (feat. G-Eazy)

[Verse 1: Cassie]
I’d rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Everything you did, I wouldn’t do it to you
Got my vision clear so now I’m seeing through ya
Writing you a letter, I’mma send it to ya
I’d rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Used to put it on ya like the Kama Sutra
Ain’t no looking back, I’m like the new Medusa
Got you on a Sunday screaming Hallelujah

[Chorus: Cassie]
I would rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Rather lose a lover than to love a loser
I would rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Think I’m under your spell
Tell me is it me or the drugs, ’cause baby I can’t tell (I can’t tell)
Tell me is it me or the drugs, ’cause baby I can’t tell (I can’t tell)
Tell me is it me or the drugs, ’cause baby I can’t tell (I can’t tell)

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
G, Uh
I’d rather lose a lover than to love a loser, yeah
Damn, that was my baby, thought we had a future, aye
Next to all these options I would always choose her
But she’s fragile, feels like every place I touch, I bruise her, aye
Delicate, I fell back, I can’t tell if it
Really hope that hurts, she told me she been celibate
Said nobody made her feel the way I did
I felt a bit, a little bit conflicted
I heard she had someone new she was messing with, fuck
I can not tell, I think I’m under her spell
I sent her flowers, and all she sent back was, "Hope all is well"
She said that love don’t cost a thing but got that pussy for sale
That woman put me through hell, I fell in love, but oh well
You know? Uh, oh well

[Bridge: Cassie & G-Eazy]
Smoke swirling from the cigarette (What can you do)
Unless you didn’t even see my silhouette (Uh)
Unless… get to know me, even feel it yet? (Eazy)
Confess, you second guessed just how real it gets (Yeah)
Oh yeah

[Chorus: Cassie]
I would rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Rather lose a lover than to love a loser
I would rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Think I’m under your spell
Tell me is it me or the drugs, ’cause baby I can’t tell
Tell me is it me or the drugs, ’cause baby I can’t tell
Tell me is it me or the drugs, ’cause baby I can’t tell (baby I can’t tell)

Listen Masicka New Hit Song “Energy”

Masicka is getting his “Energy” up before the new year because he is planning to conquer dancehall in 2018.

The Genahsyde deejay teams with J1 Production for his latest dancehall banger “Energy.” “Spliff a light the energy right / Gal a whine so the energy bright / Money nuff so the energy right / And we no new to this, we do it every night / Guns deh ya so the energy right,” Masicka deejay.

Masicka has been having a phenomenal year with a number of hit records this year. He also scored one of dancehall’s biggest single this year “InfraRed” a collaboration with Vybz Kartel. He also got some attention for a few diss records aimed at Aidonia, but that beef never materialized because the 4thGenna deejay decided not to engaged Masicka.

Listen to the new single “Energy” below.

Popcaan Eyes Major Investment In St. Thomas

Popcaan has his eyes set on a major investment in St. Thomas, a move he hopes will drive development in the rural Jamaican parish.

Last month, the Unruly Boss met with St Thomas, Member of Parliament for Eastern St Thomas Dr Fenton Ferguson where the two discussed the bad roads in the parish and the need for development. A rep for the dancehall star told Dancehall HipHop that he plans on not just talking but take action and is planning to use his own money to invest in the community.

“We have a number of ideas that we are planning to act on and so far we are getting outside investors interested in our mission,” his rep said. “Poppy spoke in depth with the MP and the two have agreed that the parish needs some development of infrastructure and business activity. It’s almost like St. Thomas is being left behind and this has been going on for years where we are neglected by politicians.”

Popcaan leads a protest last month in St. Thomas where he called for the government to fix the deplorable roads in the parish. “We have been trying to get the Government’s attention for a while now, and still no change,” Popcaan said. “St Thomas is a parish where we don’t have a lot of things, but right now, we’re just asking for the road.”

NotNice Speaks On Killing Of Vybz Kartel Protege

NotNice is speaking out on the killing of Vybz Kartel‘s protege Gaza Maxwell.

The former Gazanation deejay was stabbed to death last month at a studio in Springfield, St Thomas. Police officers are actively investigating the murder but have not yet made an arrest. Producer NotNice says Maxwell’s death is a big blow for him because he was someone he worked with closely in the past. “Me stress out because is somebody me used to work closely with from Gaza days, so fi hear this, and the way him dead, it messed up,” the beat maker said. “Gaza Maxwell didn’t deserve to die that way. He was a good youth.”

NotNice says that it was Vybz Kartel who lead him to work with Gaza Maxwell and the last song that they did together was “Miss You” which is a rest in piece song featured on the Eternal Riddim. After Kartel disbanded Portmore Empire in 2012, Gaza Maxwell then moved to St. Thomas to further pursue his music. “Mi nuh voice ‘fool fool’ artiste, and Kartel nah go recruit ‘fool fool’ artiste, either. And a really Kartel did bring him come as a part of the Empire,” NotNice added. “Kartel say him (Maxwell) did remind him a the Festival man, Eric Donaldson, and a so comes me get fi voice him.”

Vybz Kartel learned about Gaza Maxwell’s murder while in the hospital last month. Sources say the dancehall star is hurt by the news.