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Intro: Hydroponikz
Making music that you feelin from New York to New Zealand

Verse 1: Hydroponikz
Yeah, they greet me with a ”how do you do?”
My day job political news, one day I’m jaded
One day I’m like the only way I can deal is get faded
Why the rich sittin somewhere shaded in this sorted peak
This assorted creak from the back to the front of my mind
Trust me I’m not only in agony some of the time
It’s always my heart on ache
Friends out here turn out to be a lesson on dodging snakes
It’s bug from the Empire to the guarded state who knew I’d turn to
I used to have this rap thing to spit my concerns
To the response I get, was to support my fans sponsorships
Now it’s f**king up my conscious
Now I don’t feel it like I used to
Lookin for a new tool of outlet, these news crews ain’t about shit
If they pushin agendas over the dead, helplessness in my head
This the world that I’m supposed to raise kids in
Raise awareness when the first thing they see is your skin
Fairness, they wanna feel the texture of your hearings
Take your paycheck apparent, how could I afford marriage?
All we ever needed was love, f**k a politician
And anybody making decisions, if it’s not that
If your answer is to buy em back then you already lost
What you can’t heal with music instead of comedy dog
Asked us to remain silent, alcoholic begone
Hardly breath for some suicide is the only release
But suicide by police, man that shit is so work
Can’t believe our society bred them
Cannot create a person new to that fate, go ahead in head first
Maybe you’ll fix it, maybe you don’t, maybe you won’t
For your next verse maybe you’ll grow
Don’t lose sight I love my wife, my mom, my stepdad like he my own DNA
And yet I still feel this way

Hook: Hydroponikz
Surveillance so watch your crowded neighbors
And doubt your flight attendant will tell you watch your head but my head got too high
Tryna deal with it, tryna deal with it, tryna deal with it
Man forget it
Thinkin I’ll be goin back, days a simple slow relax
But nights are really cold so these days now I know that
I can deal with it, I can deal with it, I can deal with it

Verse 2: Hydroponikz
I did it before so what’s so hard now it’s gun to these fakers that’s in this odd town
None of these bumps is at my job now calm down
Ain’t no balls they just try to suppress me
Some I’m out here making the rest with my own hands and keys in my right
Smokes in my left so of course they don’t stress me
A lost little rejectee that was trying to rep
Not quite the right skin and hype try to relax
It was about that, we was all supposed to come up, uh
Regardless, without graph the bars just to bounce back
Out the rat race the waited, betrayed God it’s just a mouse trap
The true essence is through lessons
So what I learned then, that stress is a waste
If that’s the case ain’t worth the money, just to get with the fakes
And then my flow is probably the best in the place
So I put the work in, we already made it for certain
How long can I keep cursing till it’s curtains? (curtains)

Hook: Hydroponikz
Surveillance so watch your crowded neighbors
And doubt your flight attendant will tell you watch your head but my head got too high
Tryna deal with it, tryna deal with it, tryna deal with it
Man forget it
Thinkin I’ll be goin back, days a simple slow relax
But nights are really cold so these days now I know that
I can deal with it, I can deal with it, I can deal with it (deal with it)

Six o’clock when I left the house
Storm brewing over San Gabriel mountains
I closed the door but I didn’t lock it
I threw the keys right out

Drove on through the central valley
And all the way to a dead end alley
Walked into a warehouse
Saw him coming down the stairs
And I didn’t eat or sleep for nearly

The housekeeper with the Kandinsky tattoo
Said the pains in her stomach were ulcers or flu
But when she had the baby she swore it was his…
He said: “Honey, there ain’t no chance. That it is.”
But the DNA proved she conceived with that liar
Turned out to be true about the night
With popsicle and the blow dryer

We drove fourteen hours on only a quarter
He’d snorted it all by the New Mexican border
Said he wanted to tell his folks by himself
So he asked if I’d please spend the night somewhere else

And that’s where I met that hairdresser in Taos
He said he’d dye it for free
If I followed the van back to this house
So I shadowed him down a road thin grey and still
To his home in the desert. He called it “Blueberry Hill”

There was nothing in it but a big barber chair
He stuck my head in the sink
And put red dye all over my hair
And when I sat up it ran into my eyes
And I looked in the mirror and started to cry

I ran out of the house with the red dye still on
I even left him my only copy of “Blonde On Blonde”
And it seemed I’d parked the van in the middle of someon’s lawn
And the neighbors were all starring to turn their lights on

I looked around there was no exit in sight
I scanned to the left and I scanned to the right
And looked overhead at the furious stars in the night

Burning red blue white. Red blue white
Burning red blue white. Red blue white
Burning red blue white. Red blue white
Burning red blue red blue red blue white

Just like all my dreams they’re all tossed and scattered
Where it seems had I lost what mattered
Lord, if I could only find a road
Lord, if I could only find a road
Lord, if I could only find a road
I’d take it

Just like all my dreams they’re all tossed and scattered
Where it seems have I lost what mattered
Lord, if I could only find a road
Lord, if I could only find a road
Lord, if I could only find a road
I’d take it

If I could only find a road
If I could only find a road
If I could only find a road
I’d take it

I’d take it…

[Verse 1]
I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout my father lately
The person that he made me
The person I’ve become
And I’ve been tryna fill all of this empty
But, f**k, I’m still so empty
Yeah, I could use some love

[Pre-Chorus]
And I’ve been trying to find a reason to get up
Been trying to find a reason for this stuff
In my bedroom and my closet
The baggage in my heart is still so dark

[Chorus]
Modern loneliness
We’re never alone, but always depressed, yeah
Love my friends to death
But I never call and I never text ’em
La-di-da-di-da
Yeah, you get what you give and you give what you get, so
Modern loneliness
We love to get high, but we don’t know how to come down

[Verse 2]
If I could break my DNA to pieces
Rid of all my demons
If I could cleanse my soul
Then I could fill the world with all my problems
But, shit, that wouldn’t solve them
So, I’m left here alone

[Pre-Chorus]
And I’ve been trying to find a reason to get up
I’m trying to find a reason for this stuff
In my bedroom and my closet
The baggage in my heart is still so dark

[Chorus]
Modern loneliness
We’re never alone, but always depressed, yeah
Love my friends to death
But I never call and I never text ’em
La-di-da-di-da
Yeah, you get what you give and you give what you get, so
Modern loneliness
We love to get high, but we don’t know how to come down

[Post-Chorus]
Down, down, down, down, down
We don’t know how to come down
Down, down, down, down, down
We don’t know how to come down
Down, down, down, down, down
We don’t know how to come down
Down, down, down, down, down
We don’t know how to come down

[Chorus]
Modern loneliness
We’re never alone, but always depressed, yeah
Love my friends to death
But I never call and I never text ’em
La-di-da-di-da
Yeah, you get what you give and you give what you get, so
Modern loneliness
We love to get high, but we don’t know how to come down

[Post-Chorus]
Down, down, down, down, down
We don’t know how to come down
Down, down, down, down, down
We don’t know how to come down
Down, down, down, down, down (I’m prayin’, I’m prayin’, I’m prayin’)
We don’t know how to come down
Down, down, down, down, down (I’m prayin’, I’m prayin’, I’m prayin’)
We don’t know how to come down

[Outro]
Modern loneliness
We’re never alone, but always depressed, yeah

Anly – Manual Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Joushiki ya ruru ni torawarete
Kataku natta nou wo ugokashite
Manyuaru ningen wa toki ni
Kowai koto wo iidashite hito wo kizutsukeru
Kimari goto ha mamori nasai
Koko ni kaite aru no ga mamieru desho?
Kaminoke wa kuro ni some na
Chairo no kimi wa tokuni medatsu kara
Souiu koto ka na? Iitai koto wa
Sono handobukku ni kakareteiru
Ii ko chan ni narette iu koto?
Sukin heddo ni shiteyarou ka?
Nee nee kizuite
Why why why can’t you see?

[Chorus]
Anta no
Kuroi kami mo hada no iro mo
Sei no taka sa mo namaru kotoba mo
Hontouni suteki yo
Konoyo de hitori shika inai itsuzai na sonzai
Uza iko to wa iwazu ni
Me wo korashitemi tara dou nano?
Wazawaza soroe nakute mo
Juubun sekai wa utsukushii

[Verse 2]
Atarimae ni donkan na kachi kan
Rupu suru ruru kara nukedasezu ni iru
Manyuaru ningen wa kawaisou ni
Kangaeru koto sae mo wasure chatta no ne
Jirojiro miru no yamete yo
Iraira suru kara
Shoumei sho ga iru da toka
Joudan mo hodo hodo ni shite hoshii
Shitagau dake sonna yatsura ni
Atama no teppen wo misete mo
Mada watakushi no DNA ni monku iu tsumori narasa
Nee nee yoku mite
Why why why can’t you see?

[Chorus]
Atashi no
Chairo no kami mo hitomi no iro mo
Sei no hikusa mo shima no kotoba mo
Hontouni suteki yo
Umaretsuki na jibun ga suki
Kawaranai kae rare nai
Uza iko to wa iwazu ni
Me wo korashitemi tara dou na no?
Wazawaza soroe nakute mo
Juubun sekai wa utsukushii

[Verse 3]
Kiyasuku sawaranaide yo
Soko kara itande ku desho
Jirojiro miru no yamete yo
Kami mo kokoro mo boroboro
Sorosoro ri fu jin no iu koto mo
Rikai dekiru you ni natta keredo
“Tadashii koto ga tadashii to wa kagiranai”

[Chorus]
Anta no
Kuroi kami mo hada no iro mo
Sei no taka sa mo namaru kotoba mo
Hontouni suteki yo
Konoyo de hitori shika inai itsuzai na sonzai
Atashi no
Chairo no kami mo hitomi no iro mo
Sei no hikusa mo shima no kotoba mo
Hontouni suteki yo
Umaretsuki na jibun ga suki
Kawaranai kae rare nai
Uza iko to wa iwazu ni
Me wo korashitemi tara dou na no?
Wazawaza soroe nakute mo
Juubun sekai wa utsukushii

[Verse]
Maybe should of stayed in school get my MBA
Can’t escape your DNA, heard from NBA
Born on a bad sign, little faith in praying
Ask yourself, are you down to die for what you saying
If the truth hurts the words from my music kills
Trying to save my life, they struggle just to keep it real
This is Blade Runner, Mad Max, Tron 2
Revenge of the Synths, Stranger Things on Pro Tools
My ex from Friday The 13th finally married now
While I worry if my legacy will be carried down
Who the six to carry me when I take a bow
Hope it’s by my brothers, DNA we took a vow

[Verse]
Now these rappers on Fortnite and stream Twitch
Use to call us nerds look how quick their views switch
That’s an ammo pouch, not a shoulder bag
Russian Woods for months straight, that’s a colder brag
Some rappers say they spooky, act like Jack Nick Joker
This that Heath Ledge mixed up with Bram Stoker
Ain’t no emo rap this Nightmare trilogy horrific
Tales from the Crypt, with a pain that’s prolific
That’s word to my wrist yea I use to cut em
Almost died from the pills so I had to cut em
Now they all sad boys I don’t buy it
Now they all got loud, it smells quiet
Understand I’m just playing out my game plan
Don’t need a label sign me to Faze Clan

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Tonight we live our lives
I’m gonna take you to heaven tonight
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Tonight we live our lives
I’m gonna take you to heaven tonight
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Dum da da dum da dum da dum

[Verse 1: King Chip]
Fresher than a bitch with the ratchet on me
Just case it get a little ratchet homie
Roll something up then pass it to me
King Chip so cold, bitch has to know me
Know a nigga, all I know it’s nothin’ mayne
Eatin’ pretty good while you lunchin’ mayne
Leather seat back so my nuts can hang
Don’t talk me to death, nigga f**k your name (Shut the f**k up)
Know a nigga in this bitch stuntin’ on them
Brand new tech I’m huntin homie
When I’m in my zone, give a f**k who know me
Bitch ass niggas got nothin’ on me
Know a niggas livin’ like I’m supposed to though
Every lane on the freeway, I’m supposed to hog
Hitting doughnuts in the middle of Melrose
Nigga black on black…

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Tonight we live our lives
I’m gonna take you to heaven tonight
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Tonight we live our lives
I’m gonna take you to heaven tonight
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Dum da da dum da dum da dum

[Bridge]
Holy father, please wash my sins
The holy grail has fallen over

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Tell me how I look
Got pharaoh blood in my DNA
Chardonnay, let it marinate
Paris hill sippin’ Perrier
Goo Goo Scott no Gaga
Might f**k around and just poke her face
Running red lights, you scurred?
Might f**k around and just swerve
(Wait, shut the f**k up), hallelujah
Bow down when I walk in this bitch
Ho remember that
That was just a modeling chick
9 bitches now wanna go
And tell their bitch screaming [Hallelujah]
f**king with the double x why’d you do it
Leave you hanging watch your momma mop the fluid
Now your casket close, screaming how they knew ya’

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Tonight we live our lives
I’m gonna take you to heaven tonight
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Tonight we live our lives
I’m gonna take you to heaven tonight
Dum da da dum da dum da dum
Dum da da dum da dum da dum

[Verse 1]
I’m turning 26, I’m a man
Growing old, I’m a man
Gotta keep it moving, have to make a move
Do it for myself, so much more to prove
Four years, broken heart, nearly lost my mind
Enough about the past, all about the grind
Most these girls, all they see is dollar signs
I don’t see em either, I only see the time
You gotta make some change before you toss dimes
I might get a dance, but I won’t toss mines
You a bad one, cuz you bartend and lie?
She said u funny rapper, rehearsing lines?
Want a movie star, I can play that role
It’s Vinny Chase girl, I like you on that pole
I’m always getting faded, I’m always bent
With my Entourage, money well spent
That’s that fake rap, let’s get back to basics
I’m living right now, I’m not in the Matrix
You want to make money, you be patient
Fast money ain’t long money, I’m just saying
Plot power moves, kill songs in the booth
Share dreams, touch lives, make a lot of loot
Separated from money, it’s the root of sin
Music is my only love, that’s pure within
So I save money, when I’m older, spend money
In the end, it’s DNA, they can’t take that from me
Won’t sell my soul, you can’t pressure him
Vincent Chase, Season 8, I’m a gentlemen
Everything you need is here baby, have a toast
Let’s toast to the change, needed for our growth
Let’s toast to the days we didn’t have hope
Let’s toast to the things we gave up that was close

[Verse 2]
I miss Las Vegas, it felt like my 2nd home
You can’t stay in Paradise if you never grow
Have to chase my dreams, 8 years I been stuck
Been lost it all, been outta luck
Been seen death, angels on my bed
All those pills that I took, I swear I should of been dead
Passed out, my funeral playing in my head
Took it as a sign, you can live out dreams instead
Tired of being poor, money better for you
I need that Stringray, my brother copping one too
Drive past the haters, now we laughing at you
But don’t get it twisted, our intentions the truth

[Refren: RY23 x2]
P – pazerność, O – odwaga
L – leserstwo, S – jak szatan
K – kłopoty, jak ich nie mieć w tym bagnie
A – alkohol, którego tu nie zabraknie

[Zwrotka 1: RY23]
Mam to co mam, choć nie pławię się w luksusach
Przyszłość trzymam w rękach, nie widzę jej w fusach
Pełen luzak, świt wita mnie słońcem
Więc chwytam te dni, bo znikają jak pieniądze
Jak mam to szpącę, nie mam staram się zdobyć
Zarobić, z targu dobić i się nie narobić
Tu trzeba opić każdy większy zakup
Taka już odwieczna tradycja Polaków
Nie znamy prawa ruchu i nie znamy znaków
Srać na allus, jesteśmy fanami kołpaków
Opary z baku, bo bena jest droga
Dziury w drogach, gdy blisko pójdę po nogach
Tu zima bywa sroga, lata czasami nie ma
Niechętnie wykonujemy służbowe polecenia
To Polska – nasza ziemia, ojczyzna i duma
I jaka by nie była każdy swój dom tu ma

[Refren: RY23 x2]

[Zwrotka 2: Lont]
Chyba mamy to w genach w kodzie DNA
Jedno jest pewne drugich takich jak my nie ma
Jak wielka Ziemia nie ma innego plemienia
Co piło by tyle piątek, świątek i niedziela
Tu gdy kręci się kariera pijesz Johnny Walker’a
Jak trudno Ci uzbierać to walisz denat
Wszystko na temat wokół otacza nas teatr
Typy w betach kontra bieda, ci drudzy to ściema
Bo dorobi do chleba ten kto na karku łeb ma
Mamy na to prosty schemat: coś zajebać, potem sprzedać
Zbyt umie na to wyżebrać, nie boimy się rąk brudzić
Niejeden w tym sztukmistrz nie ma co się łudzić
Tu kiedy chcesz coś kupić nie idziesz do sklepu
Bo znasz od tego ludzi, więc dzwonisz do kolegów
Którzy ogarną to w biegu, że nielegalnie to szczegół
Tak o Polaku: łatwy hajs, rozróby i alko

[Refren: RY23 x2]

[Zwrotka 1: RY23]
Nie wiem dlaczego, ale czuję wielką chęć
Zrobienia czegoś wielkiego ziomuś przybij pięć
Chodźmy razem, nie ma dróg, których nie pokonam
Jesteśmy niezniszczalni, mamy w sobie gen czempiona
Mogą deptać po nas, ich sprawa
My nie tracimy czasu, nie czekamy na brawa
Idziemy dalej, chociaż sił już brak
Brat jeśli się poddasz pójdziesz na dno jak wrak
Ten świat to plansza gry, wchodzisz albo Cię nie ma
Nawija Ry, mieszkaniec planety Ziemia
Mówię krótko i na temat, w każdym z nas jest moc
Albo jesteś gruba ryba albo zje Cię płoć
Z nami chodź, jesteśmy pewni zwycięstwa
Klęska nie wchodzi w grę, to próba męstwa
Nie liczę na łut szczęścia, walczę o tytuł
Choć do pierwszego miejsca jest masa faworytów

[Refren: RY23 x2]
Mamy to DNA, które wybija z dna
Zmieniają się gracze, gra ta sama trwa
Zła karma znów nas omija
Wdychamy tlen, mamy ten gen, który zabija

[Zwrotka 2: Peerzet]
Po niepowodzeniach chleje, do śmietnika znoszę flaszki
I nie znoszę ich źle, źle znoszę porażki
Więc do nich nie dopuszczam nawet gdy nóż na gardle
Zmieniam prawa fizyki, stoję nawet gdy upadnę
Mam wyjebane na bzdety i opinie hejterów
Przybyłem z innej planety kilka tysięcy lat temu
Bohater z kości i krwi nadlatuje prędko
Wypierdalam Ci drzwi #Will Smith #Hancock
Kosmiczny gen czempiona, zwycięstwa rodzą gniew
Przegrane jak słabi MC’s w ogóle nie wchodzą w grę
Trzymam ice on the prize, V by powiedział “nice”
Jadę w kraj, robię blau blau i biorę swój hajs
Ich osiągnięcia są jak próżnia w świetle mych wyników
I to mnie właśnie odróżnia od tych śmiertelników
Przemuś i Ramona mają ten gen czempiona
Ślęczę ponad listą dokonań i za nas nie ręczę ziomal

[Refren: RY23 x2]

[Chorus]
Pray my [?] don’t get that call ’cause she gon’ smell it on my piss
And my bitch know I’ve been f**king she can smell it on my dick
I ain’t gotta take no picture with money you can tell a nigga rich
Pay ten for this jacket in Milan look at the leather on this bitch
Look at that Plain Jane he got on now look at the bezzle on my shit
If I can’t get her nigga I don’t want her but never settle over no bitch
I ain’t never fell in love with no bitch who ain’t have my back like I had hers
Shorty show me mad love, step into the bag for her

[Verse 1]
I’ve been counting up for so long my finger get cramps
I got that water tucked under my shirt my shit getting dim
And I know my bitch ain’t pregnant she was having cramps
I don’t know none of these niggas over here but I’m gonna adapt
[?] trap to a cash room, setting up shop in a bathroom
Just like a [?] you bad news, everything around me cash rules
Talk to broke nigga I can pop it I just made a deposit I was with my dead dude
Don’t give me no respond if I ain’t ask you, naw little nigga I got her back too
A rich nigga still eating fast food, [?] dish with a little can food
Too rich to vacay to Cancun, I would’ve wifed her but she ran through
Shooters on go when the van moves, I’m a stand up guy need a standing ovation
I smoke too much I don’t know why I took a pee for probation

[Chorus]
Pray my [?] don’t get that call ’cause she gon’ smell it on my piss
And my bitch know I’ve been f**king she can smell it on my dick
I ain’t gotta take no picture with money you can tell a nigga rich
Pay ten for this jacket in Milan look at the leather on this bitch
Look at that Plain Jane he got on now look at the bezzle on my shit
If I can’t get her nigga I don’t want her but never settle over no bitch
I ain’t never fell in love with no bitch who ain’t have my back like I had hers
Shorty show me mad love, step into the bag for her

[Verse 2]
[?] on my [?] look at all this Louie we just bought
Lawyer on retainer hope my shooter don’t get trialed
Heard that dope just locked up watch me loose it with a [?]
Need me to pull some strings I get acoustic with that guitar
Run it up, run it up, run it up [?]
Count it up, count it up, count it up [?]
[?]
Forensic can’t get no DNA but they outlined him in [?]
[?] my clothes that’s the G code, take a nigga hoe, yeah repo
The GPS lost with a [?], can’t tell a op [?] week long
A nigga get popped [?] home, cut the light out we gon’ creep slow
And I pray my probation officer don’t hear this song

[Chorus]
Pray my [?] don’t get that call ’cause she gon’ smell it on my piss
And my bitch know I’ve been f**king she can smell it on my dick
I ain’t gotta take no picture with money you can tell a nigga rich
Pay ten for this jacket in Milan look at the leather on this bitch
Look at that Plain Jane he got on now look at the bezzle on my shit
If I can’t get her nigga I don’t want her but never settle over no bitch
I ain’t never fell in love with no bitch who ain’t have my back like I had hers
Shorty show me mad love, step into the bag for her

Cadell – UK Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
They ain’t ever been leveling up
Says that’s he’s boiling, sekkle it down
So many mugs, wanna act thug
Me, I get tickets, sell ’em all out
Get it? Tickets, sell ’em all out
Cherish the pounds and pennies it all counts
Won’t see my DNA up on no ounce
And you won’t see my name by none of your tunes
Always a story there’s more to
I can see the lies beneath your truth
Should I shut it down or not?
He ain’t hood, check if he’s around or not
It’s just music, on road, you won’t shoot it
Tell me when the shouting stops
Up and down the country, my Gs comfy
Trust me, we’ve seen a thousand blocks

[Hook]
So black ball who and live where?
Me, I’ve got a black long stick and it’s rare
Yeah, you’re the guy in your hood
But in the UK, I’m that guy around here
Bruddas in Wales, Scotland, Northampton
Out of towners, it’s your anthem
Might just go midlands for the cheese
Or I’m in Bedfordshire tryna leave
So black ball who and live where?
Me, I’ve got a black long stick and it’s rare
Yeah, you’re the guy in your hood
But in the UK, I’m that guy around here
Bruddas in Wales, Scotland, Northampton
Out of towners, it’s your anthem
Might just go midlands for the cheese
Or I’m in Bedfordshire tryna leave

[Verse 2]
And I bet them man are any can of soup ting man
On a “let’s invest on the yout dem” plan
Pick your side cause I ain’t two-faced
Up and down the UK recruiting man
Might hear a 16 bar
And tell a boy stick to the twelve-bar blue ting
So why do so many L plates
Act like they’ve got the 12-gauge shooting man? Nah
You don’t show no management character
If he’s got dough, I’ll wrap man’s manager
My team’s 300 but loyal and savager
Just for the right green, I’ll cabbage ya
And don’t get mad at me
If he’s on point, I’ll rap man’s salary
I stock bulk on my stack like calories
Man wanna act like they’ve never had a beef

[Hook]
So black ball who and live where?
Me, I’ve got a black long stick and it’s rare
Yeah, you’re the guy in your hood
But in the UK, I’m that guy around here
Bruddas in Wales, Scotland, Northampton
Out of towners, it’s your anthem
Might just go midlands for the cheese
Or I’m in Bedfordshire tryna leave
So black ball who and live where?
Me, I’ve got a black long stick and it’s rare
Yeah, you’re the guy in your hood
But in the UK, I’m that guy around here
Bruddas in Wales, Scotland, Northampton
Out of towners, it’s your anthem
Might just go midlands for the cheese
Or I’m in Bedfordshire tryna leave

[Zwrotka 1]
Egzotyczne dywany, blady świt
Rozlane mleko czerwień zmienia w róż, cicho tu
Odcisk buta nieznany, jeden włos
Na ostrzu noża czas zatrzymał się, 6:02

[Refren]
Ktoś zadał cios, pierwszy cios
I trafił w ścianę, zapalił się lont
Stłoczonych zdarzeń odezwał się głos
Zza siedmiu gór i mórz
Ktoś oddał strzał, pierwszy strzał
Kulą w płot wycelował, a ta
Zmieniła lot i nie dało się już
Podzielić nic na pół

[Zwrotka 2]
Rozstrzelane talerze w pawi wzór
Podłoga trzeszczy pod naciskiem stóp, zimno tu
W popielniczce zastany biały jeż
Na grzbiecie dźwiga niewidoczny ślad, DNA

[Refren]
Ktoś zadał cios, pierwszy cios
I trafił w ścianę, zapalił się lont
Stłoczonych zdarzeń odezwał się głos
Zza siedmiu gór i mórz
Ktoś oddał strzał, pierwszy strzał
Kulą w płot wycelował, a ta
Zmieniła lot i nie dało się już
Podzielić nic na pół

[Most]
Ona i on tutaj byli
Wino wypili do dna
O co się tak pokłócili
Nikt się nie dowie i tak

[Refren]
Ktoś zadał cios, pierwszy cios
I trafił w ścianę, zapalił się lont
Stłoczonych zdarzeń odezwał się głos
Zza siedmiu gór i mórz
Ktoś oddał strzał, pierwszy strzał
Kulą w płot wycelował, a ta
Zmieniła lot i nie dało się już
Podzielić nic na pół

[Verse]
Enough of the mischief
Claim to be hotting me, you never did shit
I show no emotion
You’re only saying my name for promotion
And if you both make friends right now
You’d still be the one that got dosing
How you gonna be disappointed? Just phone him
I’m the reason you roll with 18 man to a show
King of the industry plants
And nobody wants your crown
Shoulda said “suck your mum”
But then you might suck your mum and go upside down
Knew it was fake, but suck your mum anyway
Don’t care if anyone comes for mum anyway
See me in the flesh, and I’ll up my gun anyway
You just run your gums
Didn’t wanna say none
Enough of your son anyway
Mum, why you never tell your son, “Stop lying”?
Wouldn’t even ride for your bredrin dying
Thinks that he’s got one ahead, alright
Just wanted to see you and your bredrin fight
But man put who in a rizzla?
Dad don’t care where your mum and her wigs are
Didn’t really take it there but I’m nasty
Now I’m letting off at your sister
She looks like she’s ready for a wrestling match
Be surprised if anyone dicked her
Be surprised if they ain’t looking at you and your friends at family mixtures
Good mental health won’t protect that girl
Being broken, but it’s an illness
How you gonna lie about G-check?
Anything to get mob ties
I’m sick of these niggas
Don’t know how I’m wrong or deserve it, someone explain
I’ll flip at these niggas
Right now Michael’s getting what’s coming to him
I heard that Jama got suttin’ from him
But if Michael swears on Abigail’s life that he hotted me up
God’s bugging on him
‘Cause he knows you make money off him
And you are not hard, just tryna blend in
I walked out, you was there tryna smoke
Told you try me and you won’t go home (Facts)
You just said you weren’t tryna diss me
Then you told your boy to lower his tone (Facts)
They let you in the 12
I only had a plus 3
Those went home
And still nobody done shit
I swear on your family and my own at home
Why do you tell MC’s stories?
Make the next one interesting for me
Speak on me but that man raps poorly
I’m his dad, someone tump for me
I murk you, the label here
If not, they don’t know your face is there
Hip Hop, you might have the status
It’s not the one for mum’s faking here
Welcome to East
Where your girl turns to freak
And you ain’t gotta pull ’round here
If you hide from you, then she cool ’round here
And you ain’t gonna lay down rules down here
So warring me? You best look R&B
Instead of telling lies on me
Because I know you
And better yet, I know me
And I could never hide from beef (Oi, Michael)
Stormzy, suck your mum
You don’t crash
G-check who? You was begging it, shush
He just had Jorja Smith in his face
Now he’s tryna do drill songs like Woosh
You love your mum so much then swear on her life that you won’t say nuttin’ [?] beef
If I hear anymore lies on roundhouse, you’ll get a roundhouse kick in your teeth (I’ll do that)
And I heard it was a crash at roundhouse
But the crash at roundhouse weren’t me
They believe anything they hear on machines
That’s why I don’t really care about memes
Everytimes talking shit on the 5th
Gonna be friendly by the 14th
Heard that they chat about me on the 14th
But, you could never test this corner
Just did a DNA test on Big Mike again, check I’m the MC’s father
And I’m gonna send for your mum
Don’t remember your mum
We could do remembering after
Last time I sent for you man coulda ended your mum
The people that dressed in [?]
All because I knew my pen was harder
And in the 02, your friends did nada
That’s right
Flipz didn’t flip
Your chick done a dick and blamed you and left in drama
I mean grime didn’t work, you floated to gospel
Praying I don’t get you after
Used to wake up and see your face and have to face the day after
So how could you hate your father?
Yo, Stormzy, nobodies scared of you
Don’t wanna be like [?] of you
People learnt to make grime like us
People learnt to be weird like you
And in my point of view
I never really saw the point of you
Like, Novelist fair enough, that was worth it
But, I could never heard Ghetts off you
And I always knew, I was better than you (Brap)
Crud? Done crud better than you
Dubs? Done dubs better than you
Your mum, and she spits better than you
You’re mad, you ain’t as hard as me
Or brave or got the same heart as me
I know many man that clarted Maya
But none of them could give clart like me (Clart like me)

[Outro]
And if you really want smoke, find me in the rasclart field
Suck your f**king mum, bruv
Ever, ever, ever make me come into the studio for you ever again
Yeah?
To tell people, that you ain’t better than me
Yeah?
And I swear to God, I will write to your f**king contract into the floor bruv
Warner will phone you and tell you they don’t want no parts of you bruv
Real talks

Play this song

[Intro]
Think about it, punk motherfucker
You’ve been disrespecting our queens for years
Matter fact, why don’t you tell ’em how you really feel, Marshall

[Chorus: Eminem Sample & Nick Cannon]
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What you say, Em?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (You might win some but you just lost one)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (Motherfucker, what?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (We let you be a guest in this house but now you cancelled, Slim)

[Verse 1]
Had to put my motherfucking turban on
Outside your motherfuckin’ suburban home
Protestin’ with AKs and guns
Our queens don’t need your racism
You’re the KKK of this generation
Okay-kay-kay, did I take it too far?
He’s a rap star, run nigga run
Standing my ground, fruit of Islam
I don’t give a fuck if his ass was young
Can’t let that slide, that’s on my son
God damn right, yeah, I’m on one
‘Cause ain’t no age for white rage
Succinctly in your DNA
I seen you at the VMAs
All them niggas that was with you, you treated ’em like indentured slaves

[Pre-Chorus]
Read the Isis paper, you racist, I see why you hate us
Pretend you love us but you really jealous, wanna be brothers
Christopher Columbus, hip-hop wish you discovered
Now I’ma slay you for my sisters, cousins, daughters and mothers
(Em, what’d you said about the original woman?)

[Chorus: Eminem Sample & Nick Cannon]
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What you say, Em?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (You might win some but you just lost one)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (Motherfucker, what?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (We let you be a guest in this house but now you cancelled, Slim)

[Verse 2]
This for Rosa and Coretta, Assata and Loretta
Betty, Roseta, Angela, Mahalia
Dr. Bethune, Sojourner, she the truth
I do it for the culture, the new Oprah in the booth
Lord Jamar told your ass you was a guest in our house
I’m tryna find out who the fuck let this pest in our house
Close the door, apology tour, for sure they gon’ say I’m race baiting
But I had to lure ’em with the hate just to keep [?]

[Pre-Chorus]
Read the Isis paper, you racist, I see why you hate us
Pretend you love us but you really jealous, wanna be brothers
Christopher Columbus, hip-hop wish you discovered
Now I’ma slay you for my sisters, cousins, daughters and mothers

[Chorus: Eminem Sample & Nick Cannon]
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What you say, Em?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (You might win some but you just lost one)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (Motherfucker, what?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (We let you be a guest in this house but now you cancelled, Slim)

[Outro]
You heard him, that’s how you feel about us
You just gon’ keep letting that ride?
Oh yeah the hop and bop and all House negros that keep defendin’ this motherfucker
Holla at me, I got some books you should read
Oh, and Marshall, I tried to give you an invitation
Now that invitation cancelled

Play this song

[Intro]
One, two, one

[Verse 1: Cub da CookUpBoss]
Salute me when you see me bitch, I’m the cook up boss
[?] life up in this bitch, now you gotta break me off
I party like a rockstar, you see me hoe
Henny where I put in work, best believe it hoe
See I am not a rapper, although, I’m something else
So I’ma turn it up a notch ’cause I don’t need these niggas help
Fuck y’all, not you, I mean all of y’all
I’m ESPN with this rappin’ shit, check my stats on how I ball
My elevator goin’ up, I’m never slowin’ up
‘Cause they gonna need a little more than lean
‘Cause I’m never givin’ up
I focused like I’m on some adderall
I got no review and no brakes, and I’m runnin’ out of patience

[Chorus: Yelawolf]
I don’t know where I’m goin’
I just know where I’ve been, I’ve been, yeah
I just keep on rollin’
Wherever the wind is blowin’, blowin’, yeah

[Verse 2: Big Henry]
Look at all this blood on my hands
Look at all these hands on my plate
Niggas that say that they real
They be the first ones to hate
Look at all the shit in my life
Did a lot of dirt to get stripes
But at the end of that night
Still need more than sacrifice
I’m the solo Orlando
Quartez [?] my family
We still goin’ commando, any business gets handled
Once the picture is painted, ain’t no way we can swerve
Get out what we put in, everything we deserve
Feelin’ good, feelin’ great, flights in and out of state
Must be in my DNA, the way I keep this shit straight
Fist full everyday, clips fool everyday
For whoever wanna play, boy I’m bustin’ out the gate

[Chorus: Yelawolf]
I don’t know where I’m goin’
I just know where I’ve been, I’ve been, yeah
I just keep on rollin’
Wherever the wind is blowin’, blowin’, yeah

[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
Uh, kinda like a Friday I feel
Kinda like a highway I feel, yeah
Hard white like a coke deal
Rollin’ with a spoke on the front wheel
Hardly in the wind, I’m tuned in
Let the grips underneath my rings, my teeth bling
Permanent pirate, slum to the dirt
Crown me king, imperial poet
Lace my bud with LSD
Picture me floatin’ at 16
Play with the ouija board ’til the Devil lost his focus
Mental wars, built me up
Veteran soldier, pistol totin’
Sharp as a sickle, drippin’, broken
Wish you would, I ain’t hopin’
Like a creek to an ocean eventually connects
I found my way into that wave and rode it with respect
Now some of these country boys are rappin’, but have no intellect
No introspective on the genre, just out there for that check
But fuck the world, I’m no lie detector
And if you’re conscious does not affect ya
[?] find investors
Monetize the lies you perfected
That’s a slippery slope to no end
But hey, that’s the way it goes then
After the show they close in
When you’re burning the wick at both ends

[Chorus: Yelawolf]
I don’t know where I’m goin’
I just know where I’ve been, I’ve been, yeah
I just keep on rollin’
Wherever the wind is blowin’, blowin’, yeah

[Outro]
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Uh, yeah
I need a new conversation
I need a new obligation
Sick of niggas consumed by the matrix
And their white people rude allegations
I took my crew on vacation
[?], amazed them
Uh, now they gon’ do DNA shit
Most of y’all hopin’ you are from Lagos
Used to hope we were cool like Jamaicans
Barbancourt ’cause I grew up with Haitians
Mama wanna seduce my relations
Back in [?]
Who you thought juju out from Salem?
Churches told me that you are from Satan
In blue [?]
They sent my crew

[Chorus]
Yeah
Look at how I planned it, I had my hand in
Look at how I got these niggas acting up (Yeah)
Somethin’ in the land where niggas run the planet (Yeah)
And everybody that be white are packin’ up
Ridin’ through Atlanta, went and got abandoned
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
Look at how I planned it, I had my hand in
Look at how I got these niggas acting up (Yeah)
Somethin’ in the land where niggas run the planet (Yeah)
And everybody that be white are packin’ up
Ridin’ through Atlanta, went and got abandoned
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
Go hard, drop, baby, just back it up

[Verse 2]
Do it sound like a new conversation?
We still talkin’ ’bout Jewish and Asians
Talkin’ how to improve our relations
Nowaday nigga, who got the patience?
Let’s go vacate by the pool in Rwanda, right?
Ay, it’s a new propaganda
[?]

[Chorus]
Yeah
Look at how I planned it, I had my hand in
Look at how I got these niggas acting up
Somethin’ in the land where niggas run the planet
And everybody that be white are packin’ up
Ridin’ through Atlanta, went and got abandoned
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
Uh, look at how I planned it, I had my hand in
Look at how I got these niggas acting up (Yeah)
Somethin’ in the land where niggas run the planet (Yeah)
And everybody that be white are packin’ up
Ridin’ through Atlanta, went and got abandoned
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
I’ll just take the 85 to Africa (Yeah)
Go hard, drop, baby, just back it up

[Outro]
Kiss my ass, yeah, kiss my [?], [?]

Play this song

[Verse 1]
It’s been a minute since I called you
Just to hear the answerphone
Yeah, I know that you won’t get this
But I’ll leave a message so I’m not alone
This morning I woke up still dreaming
With memories playing through my head
You’ll never know how much I miss you
The day that they took you, I wish it was me instead

[Pre-Chorus]
But you once told me, “Don’t give up
You can do it day by day”
And diamonds, they don’t turn to dust or fade away

[Chorus]
So I will keep you, day and night, here until the day I die
I’ll be living one life for the two of us
I will be the best of me, always keep you next to me
I’ll be living one life for the two of us
Even when I’m on my own, I know I won’t be alone
Tattooed on my heart are the words of your favourite song
I know you’ll be looking down, swear I’m gonna make you proud
I’ll be living one life for the two of us

[Post-Chorus]
One life for the two of us

[Verse 2]
I could feel your blood run through me
You’re written in my DNA
Looking back in every mirror
I know you’ll be waiting, I’ll see you again

[Pre-Chorus]
But you once told me, “Don’t give up
You can do it day by day”
And diamonds, they don’t turn to dust or fade away, fade away

[Chorus]
So I will keep you, day and night, here until the day I die
I’ll be living one life for the two of us
I will be the best of me, always keep you next to me
I’ll be living one life for the two of us
Even when I’m on my own, I know I won’t be alone
Tattooed on my heart are the words of your favourite song
I know you’ll be looking down, swear I’m gonna make you proud
I’ll be living one life for the two of us

[Bridge]
I promised you I’d do this
So all of this is all for you
Oh, I swear to God you’re living
Through everything I’ll ever do

[Chorus]
So I will keep you, day and night, here until the day I die
I’ll be living one life for the two of us
I will be the best of me, always keep you next to me
I’ll be living one life for the two of us
Even when I’m on my own, I know I won’t be alone
Tattooed on my heart are the words of your favourite song
I know you’ll be looking down, swear I’m gonna make you proud
I’ll be living one life for the two of us

[Post-Chorus]
One life for the two of us

[Outro]
We’ll end just like we started
Just you and me and no one else
I will hold you where my heart is
One life for the two of us

{Iron Solomon comes out and says he doesn’t have an opponent yet for Summer Madness 8 and will battle whoever wins this}

[Round 1: Geechi Gotti]
Ain’t you supposed to be on strike?
Heard you was mad at URL cause they wasn’t payin’ you right
But instead you up here rappin’, so there’s only one thing I gotta say here tonight
NIGGA YOU’S A BITCH
Enough witcha fake ass
This ratchet gettin’ dumped over the head like her face trashed
The face mask, and some gloves on, you know I’m not finna play
Put the gun in ya mouth
Now remember, if you choke Smack dockin’ ya pay
Yo Top where you stay?
I’ll show up to ya spot with the damn work
Y’all will see T get tied up in the front like a fag searched him
The Mag burst
A full clip, no bullshit
Bitch I ain’t stutter, a round cover ya top like The Chronic cover
Now y’all cover ya eyes, if you don’t wanna see the boy T be clapped
Back shot, his disc skippin’ like a CD scratch
Nigga we be strapped, with all kinda different Glocks
Catch you laid up wit’ ya bitch, you and her gettin’ shot
Soon as the trigger pop, they gon’ find her laid back with a head in her lap, look like she gettin’ top
Now look, I just got rid of a Shotgun, now a nigga owe me a pump
You sittin’ here lookin’, cause you just try to show me you tough
Baow, knock ya stomach over there, nigga go witcha gut
What the fuck?
Y’all got me battlin’ this nigga, he a shell of himself
Close range, shootin’ with the arm over the nose, look like I’m smellin’ myself
Nigga self made, ask around
They’ll tell you, “Gotti don’t care he trippin’.”
Head shot will turn Bizzy The Bear into Bizzy barely livin’
I live what I rap
Baow, they know I love them guns sounds, that’s how I know that he clapped
The homies like, “Chill, Gotti you makin’ way too much noise wit’ the strap. Put a silencer on it.”
Nigga for what? After he dead he get a whole fuckin’ moment for that
Nigga who got ya back?
DNA? K? Tell me what Shine ’bout
He get a leg shot, Smith fuckin’ up Cavs (calves) like JR ain’t call that timeout
The nine out, I’ma bust mines then
So much blood on cuz, all you gon’ see is Rain covering Shine like, “I’ma just tuck mines in.”
Nigga, that shit you did to R Streetz was wack, that’s when I knew you was weak
Typical sucker, got him a lil’ money then he turned his back on the Streetz
But see I fuck with R Streetz, so to me that shit was gay
Cause I remember that shit
You was walkin’ around that whole event like, “Buy my mixtape king.”
On Nutty
All of a sudden you got on stage and you ain’t got shit to say?
Well bitch let’s play
I’ll put this T in a box like it’s Desiigner or some shit
Then show up to your funeral like, “Aye Carolina in this bitch?!”
No! If Top get a round then Top get a round
Head shot, hospital gown
He paralyzed so now wheelchair is the only way Top get around (a round)
On the block I was found, now I’m the hottest in this shit
You can ask the people to vote, I got the hood shit on lock from the street shit I quote
I heard you brought yo’ mama to this battle…she must be proud to see you go to war with the Loc
Crackhead bitch only showed up cause she heard your opponent was dope
Bro you a joke
Ever since UFF, you been losin’ it Top
You went from Surf all the way to me, that ought to tell you somethin’ about you and your stock
Nigga you really flopped
See you supposed to be battlin’ niggas like Tay, nigga not me
But you been on that losin’ streak
I think he deserve to get that focused Top
Plus you might wanna spar wit’ ya mama befo’ that one
She can give you plenty tips about smokin’ Roc(k)
Yo bro just stop
The fo’ fo’ black; Barack Obama
I heard you got a baby on the way…that’s gonna bring all types of problems
Soon as she poke her head out, I’m airing her head out
She gettin’ smacked with a lot of shots
The good news, you ain’t gotta buy a casket, you can just stick that bitch back in her mama box
I lot of shots
Soon as we stop Top, he got God
Blaow, it’ll be mo’ blood on T(ee) than Rickey shirt when he got shot
The Glock hot, Top get twisted
Oh he the dread head, the coroner’s lookin’ at the body like “Ha ha. That nigga DEAD dead.”
And all these niggas, rockin’ this Yak Man shit, thinkin’ that that curse shit a joke
Rockin’ a cigarillo brand and wonder why y’all keep gettin’ smoke
Now look, Yak, just provide me the figures
It’s only right if Al Kapone (Capone) fuck wit’ a Mafia nigga
And when it’s real, y’all can tell, y’all can see it in they eyes
It’s yo’ turn see if you can make niggas believe them lies
Nigga time

[Round 1: T-Top]
I said yo
You right bro
When I heard Smack made 2.5 bitch, it was one of my worst nights
Brizz said, “Top I got my machete I’m on the first flight.”
Now I know why Nu Jerzey Twork had to go and steal a purse twice
Found out what Tay Roc was makin’ and not know why he use the word “light”
Beasley said, “Top this is the world’s most respected, but this is not the way you earn stripes.”
I told him, “Nigga, ante up befo’ you find out a purge like.”
Y’all see me front page of the paper
Some of my niggas still have to serve life
So I could give a fuck about URL I’m tryin’ to avoid my third strike
Nigga, you heard right
Free my niggas in the halfway house
That mean they half way in but they half way out
I remember cribs, we was makin’ [?] blaze out
I wanted an ounce but seein’ how a hand plays out
I make you do it or find out what my stab game ’bout
I made him turn himself in like his last day out
Bitch, speakin’ of last day out, you said in January you was goin’ to prison for a year, we was countin’ too
I guess he got a five minute sentence, then got out in two
Y’all Locs really be pullin’ strings, huh? Well why y’all gotta keep us out the loop?
It seem like every time a Crip go to jail they come straight home…out the blue
First it was the blogs, like, “Yo, I’m ’bout to battle for my life.”
Then his jail sentence went bye, faster than my strike
Ain’t that a bitch?
For that reason, we can never sell bricks with each other
If you can’t sit and do ya time, nigga we can’t even sit with each other
Nigga, it make sense why him and Tsu Surf dissin’ each other
Niggas prolly wanna battle so they can snitch on each other
And that ain’t the type of bullshit that we let slide
If you ain’t snitchin’ than let me see ya PSI
And PS, I, ain’t met a group of solid Crips since the GS9
So even though he ain’t do his time, and as funny as it looks
I was the one who offered to put money on ya books
Don’t forget it
I know this a battle so don’t admit it
Cause bitch niggas like you worry about ya image
Like when he did his Gangland show, we wanted to see where them pistols at
Nigga scrap that, at least let us know how they pitchin’ packs
But Geechi bitch ass was the tour guide, picture that
I nigga from the Mafia turnin’ into the biggest rat
Aye, he said, “This alley right here cuz is where we fuck the bitches at
Right here by the [?] is where we do our Crippin’ at
Last week at the dice game we blew a nigga’s biscuit back-”
Snitchin’ ass, you let ’em mic you up like the shit was SMACK
Then you had them niggas behind you like, “Cuz spittin’ facts.”
Shit was sad, if we was the Nuttys we would’ve whipped ya ass and took ya flag
That’s how I know he was a decoy walkin’
Cause if he was really puttin’ in work
They would’ve had his face blacked out with the deep voice talkin’
We’ve seen those often, it would’ve went like, “Yo this Bae Loc. I was the man in ’09
Big trapper, everything from grams to whole pies
My bundles? Came with a stamp on both sides.”
But they showed ya face cause you was talkin’ ’bout hair the whole time
Bro, you really sell hair weave bro?
Aight, I guess it’s all a grind
But tryin’ to take yo’ talent to prison, boy you done lost yo’ mind
He said, “Listen up everybody. I ain’t gon’ take up all ya time
But you can get the Pusha T’s the Iverson’s, I do all designs.”
A nigga yelled out from his cell, “I like stars in mine.”
He said, “Come, fall in line. You know we do those all the time.”
And that’s the reason Gotti shouldn’t be glorified
He a bitch, I seen more man in his daughter eyes
You saw them guys, what he starin’ at son?
He was yellin’ “Criiiiip” until some damage get done
My man backed out, I said, “Hand me that gun.”
Next time he throw a sign up in his whip, it gon’ be a handicap one
I will handicap son, this as real as it get
Expose him kissin’ a pop like Gilly Da Kid
I hope I get the same thing they gave Bill for the shit
(Why?)
Cause I can do a 3 to 10 just for peelin’ (pillin’) a bitch
I’m really convinced
When we found out Twork was fuckin’ Coffee Brown in Vegas you were salty
I mean, you ain’t say no hatin’ shit, but ya face did all the talkin’
Twork said soon as he fell asleep that bitch ate it on a softy
I said, “Nigga we watched DNA fold ya (Folgers)”
He said, “Yeah, the best part was wakin’ up to Coffee.”
The best part of waking up is Coffee in yo’ cup
Aye, I’m just shakin’ up his coffin to make sure he don’t sleep right
I break his hand to pieces, the nigga can’t even peace right
Chopper on me, Geechi Gotti better learn to weave right
Or his head tapped like he ain’t do a bitch weave right
Concrete nigga!

[Round 2: Geechi Gotti]
You gonna talk some gang shit to me? Like you really ridin’ or somethin’
“Geechi should’ve blurred his face out” only niggas doin’ that must be hidin’ from somethin’
He said I need to have home games to win
Stop it clown until Smack throw an event in my hood, all my battles is out of town
I’m from Compton, I don’t feel comfortable unless the Glock around
Cause the same niggas that’ll lift you up, will turn around an knock you down
Let’s get down to the truth
Cause the moment you joined NWX, Brizz joined Cave Gang and you was mad about that
So pretendin’ that you not is what we not gon’ do
You and cuz came in together, you was like damn Brizz
You was mad, why he could not go witchu
It instantly reminded you of the relationship witcha mother
Cause now another person that you love chose Roc(k) over you
You a fuck boy Top, let the truth be told
Any nigga that’ll sell is moms a rock will prolly sell his soul
You not even a drug dealer, you just a nigga that dealt drugs befo’
Had a couple of double ups, prolly graduated to an ounce but nothin’ mo’
So all that king pen shit in ya raps, you just stuntin’ wit’ that
You ain’t had no boats, bricks, bundles of crack
Enough wit’ the cap, cause you ain’t seen no real money til you start fuckin’ wit’ SMACK
Nigga, Smack made you, but you ungrateful
So they pay me to kill The Bear
Up here talkin’ all this shit, that’s why I don’t feel The Bear
Cause if it wasn’t for them niggas, cub wouldn’t be shit
Be basically showed us how to Build-A-Bear
They gave you the platform to build ya brand, but you ungrateful
Up here actin’ like, “Niggas need me”
Smack, that’s exactly why you shouldn’t have fed The Bear, them bitches greedy
You was up there on AngryFan, soundin’ straight soft
Followin’ Hitman, when every time he got booked, it was big plates
That nigga ate off (Adolf)
Can you not see (Nazi) y’all in different tax brackets?
That’s not the nigga you should talk through
He gassed you up, you ain’t even realize all the bread you was gonna let Holla cost (Holocaust) you
I should off you, but I know you niggas, they hoe you niggas
Got you signed to them slave deals
Worried about that 2.5, get that shit out ya mind
Cause unless Smack take ya bitch ass to dinner, you ain’t gettin’ a paid meal
I stay real, now right about now I feel like spittin’ on you
Cause you started to strike for these niggas, now it’s time to get ya casket, see which one of them will pick it (picket) for you
Nigga you been disloyal, I could never shit on URL
They done did mo’ fo’ me than any of these leagues since a nigga been rappin’
Especially you, you low key one of the bummiest battle rappers
So befo’ this little bit of money I can only imagine
He literally made you from the dirt like God did Adam
EVEn if you don’t believe this yo’ daddy, we do
That’s some shit we don’t gotta go to Maury for
How come you always opening ya mouth sayin’ some shit, then you gotta turn around and say “sorry” for?
You know why? Cause he disrespected Kenneka
They made ya bitch ass apologize
Then you disrespected URL, niggas made ya bitch ass apologize
But he want y’all to believe, that nigga was sellin’ dope to the fiends
Late night he had to stand on the curb
Nigga please, you can’t even stand on ya word!
Word up
Anything I say I can stand on it
I learned from a kid you gotta stay down
I found out every bird don’t fly, once I took the work on a Greyhound
You niggas is straight clown, fake beefin’
I should call you niggas actors
Make sure it was sealed tight enough so a dog couldn’t smell it
My only issue with a (w)rapper
You not a factor
Ever since 12 years old, I’ve been gang bangin’
I’m thankin’ God I ain’t gotta spend my life in prison
You arguin’ with Smack and Beasley tryin’ to make a deal
Nigga, in court we had to take a deal
Strikes is different
Nigga, our lives is different
I’m good anywhere, just ask any of the street niggas I know
Answer me this, how cuz a Bear but he can’t step foot in Chicago?
Drago, I’ll put a hit on Melvin, close range wit’ the red dot
Baow, got Melvin lickin’ the bald head like you got Jodie in a headlock
Nigga the FEDS hot, so I gotta watch how I act T
They said his back against the wall, you might finna black T
Relax T, you came here to lose ya life T
Ya mama put ya face on a shirt, now you a white tee
You light T(ea), you a Diet Brisk, this a hired hit
Matter of fact, I’m comin’ straight to ya do’, I ain’t ask you
Think TLC: code word: No Scrubs
(What that mean?)
If you see me hangin’ out the passenger side of my best friend ride, I ain’t tryin’ to holla at you
The Llama splash you, when you got that gun in yo’ hand you feelin’ like you got more than power
Baow, now them shells in you fat boy ain’t corn or flower
Them hollow tips, man I’m a real life robber, I done hit about 50 licks
You even tried to spend $100,000 amongst 50 Crips?
The .50 clip, so when I bear arms, the strap’s beside his Bear arms
BAOW! BAOW! I ain’t never shot it like this, guess I’m in rare form
And when it’s real, y’all can tell, y’all can see it in they eyes
Go ‘head, it’s yo’ turn to dance around see if they can believe them lies
Nigga time

[Round 2: T-Top]

[Intro: Fix Dot’M]
Uh, we’re gonna steam roll ‘em on this one, real talk
Jheez, Fix, wow, What you don’t know my name?
Fix Dot’M

[Verse 1: Fix Dot’M]
Ah, I can take your pain way
Like Sylar remove your headtop, take your brain away
Fuck a rainy day, cuz I blatantly rave
I was made to stay
I be getting it hard, so I’m spending it, DNA chain
My God, they frozen my blood in my necklace
We roll up, me, buck and eff’ing Giggs
Start dumping, pitch niggas, sever wigs
And if you bitch niggas ever snitch
I’ve got something that’ll take the tip off the Everest
Look, I’ll take the piss out of everything
Spit ‘til the shit click, spit ‘til I’ve emptied it
Slip something out, then slip something in again, raaah
Tooly’ll injure him
This ain’t a movie try picturing
Look, but don’t try pitching me
‘cause this shit buss like 63 (get it), come on stick with me
Listen my punches are insane, they drop nice on your ear like an earring
Mind I take you to the streets where I grind work
I can tell you how to eat, not on my turf
Show you how a 9 work
Show you how 1 shot will let a nigga float like an iceberg
Jheez

[Chorus: Giggs & Fix Dot’M]
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Had to get one in your lung
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Had to get one in your lung

[Verse 2: Giggs]
Jheez!
These niggas know my partner, colt 4 fizzy’s my devoted barker
Talked up first, Ima load it after
Have your white tee looking like a squashed “tomatah”
Roll through gaza, phone on charge
Buck boys ringing me, told me park up (skrrt)
Sluts eyes digging me, loads of laughter
Make moves and my pockets will be bulging after
MMM!
Right now Im cane’in the underground
Me, Hollowman, coz I came with another sound
Yea I got straps, but I ain’t one of them loud mother fuckers that be waving a gun around
Jheez!
When my shotty raise up, and you spot gets sprayed up
It will make your little pussio posse wake up
I’ll lock it and pop it, then blow out, chill out
With a zoobie while sipping convousier cups, ooo
Violent squad, silent shot, and Im fresh of the island what
Walk in a stylish top and the bird on its looking kinda Lyle and Scott, what
Hand on my knife, YG left, Spen stands on the right
And I got my gang on a hype
Rolling round to Movado screaming out “Gangsta Fi Life”

[Chorus: Giggs & Fix Dot’M]
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Had to get one in your lung
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Smacked with the butt of the gun
Had to get one in your lung

Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkontê
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kiye ni kêra môgô
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkontê
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kagni ni kêra môgô

Some of the smartest dummies
Can’t read the language of Egyptian mummies
An’ a fly go a moon
And can’t find food for the starving tummies
Pay no mind to the youths

Cause it’s not like the future depends on it
But save the animals in the zoo
Cause the chimpanzee dem a make big money
This is how the media pillages

On the TV the picture is savages in villages
And the scientist still can’t explain the pyramids, huh
Evangelists making a living on the videos of ribs
Of the little kids, stereotyping the image of the images

And this is what the image is, you buy a khaki pants
And all of a sudden you say a Indiana Jones
An’ a thief out gold and thief out the scrolls
And even the buried bones
Some of the worst paparazzis I’ve ever seen and I ever known

Put the worst on display so the world can see
And that’s all they will ever show so the ones in the west
Will never move east and feel like they could be at home
Dem get tricked by the beast

But a where dem ago flee when the monster is fully grown?
Solomonic linage whe dem still can’t defeat
And them coulda never clone, my spiritual DNA
That print in my soul and I will forever own Lord

Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkontê
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kiye ni kêra môgô
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkontê
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kagni ni kêra môgô

Huh, we born not knowing, are we born knowing all?
We growing wiser, are we just growing tall?
Can you read thoughts, can you read palms?
Huh, can you predict the future, can you see storms, coming?

The earth was flat if you went too far you would fall off
Now the earth is round if the shape change again
Everybody woulda start laugh
The average man can’t prove of most of the things
That he chooses to speak of

And still won’t research
And find out the root of the truth that you seek of
Scholars teach in Universities
And claim that they’re smart and cunning

Tell them find a cure when we sneeze
And that’s when their nose start running
And the rich get stitched up, when we get cut
Man a heal dem broken bones in the bush with the wed mud

Can you read signs, can you read stars?
Can you make peace, can you fight war?
Can you milk cows, even though you drive cars
Huh, can you survive, against all odds, now?

Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkontê
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kiye ni kêra môgô
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkontê
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kagni ni kêra môgô

Who wrote the Bible, who wrote the Qur’an?
And was it a lightning storm
That gave birth to the earth
And then dinosaurs were born? Damn

Who made up words, who made up numbers?
And what kind of spell is mankind under?
Everything on the planet we preserve and can it
Microwaved it and try it
No matter what we’ll survive it

What’s hu, what’s man, what’s human?
Anything along the land we consuming
Eatin’, deletin’, ruin, trying to get paper
Gotta have land, gotta have acres

So I can sit back like Jack Nicholson
Watch niggas play the game like the lakers
In a world full of 52 fakers
Gypsies, seances, mystical prayers

You superstitious? Throw salt over your shoulders
Make a wish for the day
‘Cause like somebody got a doll of me
Stickin’ needles in my arteries but I can’t feel it

Sometimes it’s like ‘pardon me
But I got a real big spirit’, I’m fearless, I’m fearless
Don’t you try and grab hold of my soul
It’s like a military soldier since seven years old

I held real dead bodies in my arms
Felt their body turn cold, oh
Why we born in the first place
If this is how we gotta go? Damn

[Verse 1: Calum]
I love the light in your eyes and the dark in your heart
You love our permanent chase and the bite of our bark
We know we’re classic together like Egyptian gold
We love us

[Pre-Chorus: Luke]
It don’t matter, be combative or be sweet cherry pie
It don’t matter just as long as I get all you tonight

[Chorus: Luke, Michael & Calum]
I can take you out, oh-oh
We can kill some time, stay home
Throw balloons, teddy bears and the chocolate eclairs away
Got nothing but love for you, fall more in love every day
Valentine, valentine

[Verse 2: Michael]
So deep your DNA’s being messed with my touch
Can’t beat us
So real, fueling the fire until we combust
Can’t touch us

[Pre-Chorus: Luke]
It don’t matter be combative or sweet cherry pie
It don’t matter just as long as I get all you tonight

[Chorus: Luke, Michael & Calum]
I can take you out, oh-oh
We can kill some time, stay home
Throw balloons, teddy bears and the chocolate eclairs away
Got nothing but love for you, fall more in love every day
Valentine, valentine

[Bridge: Luke]
Full plate, don’t wait, have your cake and eat it too
Full plate, don’t wait, have your cake and eat it

[Chorus: Luke, Michael & Calum]
I can take you out, oh-oh
We can kill some time, stay home
Throw balloons, teddy bears and the chocolate eclairs away
Got nothing but love for you, fall more in love every day
Valentine, valentine
Valentine, valentine

[Verse 1]
I don’t know how I should say it
In my mind, it’s every word, that they don’t wanna hear
I don’t know how they might take it
Maybe you can take the pressure, and make it disappear
Throw out the inhibition
You make me feel a feeling that I’ve never felt before
I don’t know if they’re gonna like it
But that only makes me want it more

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’m nobody’s but yours

[Chorus]
If it’s me, and if it’s you
And if our love is wrong
Then I don’t ever wanna be right
I don’t ever wanna be right
If it’s real, and if it’s true
And if our love is wrong
Then I don’t ever wanna be right
I don’t ever wanna be right

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, yeah, oh
I just want you to be mine

[Verse 2]
Why would I need their permission
Skin and bones, I’m only human
It’s in my DNA
Suffocating just to fit in
Why do I care what people say

[Pre-Chorus]
Cause I’m nobody’s but yours

[Chorus]
If it’s me, and if it’s you
And if our love is wrong
Then I don’t ever wanna be right
I don’t ever wanna be right
If it’s real, and if it’s true
And if our love is wrong
Then I don’t ever wanna be right
I don’t ever wanna be right

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, yeah, oh
I just want you to be mine

[Outro]
Oh, yeah, oh
I just want you to be mine

Cheonnune neol araboge dwaesseo
Seorol bulleowatteon geotcheoreom
Nae hyeolgwan sok DNAga malhaejweo
Naega chaja hemaedeon neoraneun geol
Uri mannameun suhage gongshik
Jonggyoye yulbeob ujuye seobri
Naege jueojin unmyeonge jeunggeo
Neoneun nae kkume chulcheo
Take it take it
Neoege naemin nae soneun jeonghaejin sungmyeong

Geokjeonghaji ma Love
I modeun geon uyeoni aninikka
Urin wanjeon dalla Baby
Unmyeongeul chajanaen durinikka

Ujuga saenggin geu nalbuteo gyesok
Muhane segireul neomeoseo gyesok
Urin jeonsaengedo ama daeum saengedo
Yeongweoni hamkkenikka DNA

I modeun geon uyeoni aninikka
Unmyeongeul chajanaen durinikka
DNA

I want it this love I want it real love
Nan neoegeman jibjunghae
Jom deo sege nal ikkeune
Taechoye DNAga neol weonaneunde
Igeon piryeoniya I love us
Urimani True lovers

Geunyeoreul bol ttaemada soseurachige nolla
Shingihage jakkuman sumi meonneun ge
Cham isanghae seolma
Ireon ge malloman deutteon sarangiran gamjeongikka
Aechobuteo nae shimjangeun neol hyanghae ttwinikka

Geokjeonghaji ma Love
I modeun geon uyeoni aninikka
Urin wanjeon dalla Baby
Unmyeongeul chajanaen durinikka

Ujuga saenggin geu nalbuteo gyesok
Muhane segireul neomeoseo gyesok
Urin jeonsaengedo ama daeum saengedo
Yeongweoni hamkkenikka DNA

I modeun geon uyeoni aninikka
Unmyeongeul chajanaen durinikka
DNA

Doraboji mara
Unmyeongeul chajanaen urinikka
Huhoehaji mara Baby
Yeongweoni
Yeongweoni
Yeongweoni
Yeongweoni
Hamkkenikka

Geokjeonghaji ma Love
I modeun geon uyeoni aninikka
Urin wanjeon dalla Baby
Unmyeongeul chajanaen durinikka, DNA

La la la la la
La la la la la
Uyeoni aninikka, DNA

La la la la la
La la la la la
Uyeoni aninikka
DNA

(feat. Avery Wilson)

[Intro: KYLE & Lil Yachty]
Having girl problems, huh?
Mmm-mmm, nah
Nah, I’m good
You ain’t sound like it nigga
I only heard light-skinned niggas sing like that
Man, I don’t know what it is bro
It’s like girls are just so hard to understand
You feel me?
Nah, I’m Little Boat!
But shit, I mean when you got something good like that
You need to appreciate that, bro
‘Cause shit like that ‘gon be here today, and gone tomorrow

[Pre-Chorus: KYLE]
Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh
Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh
Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh
Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh

[Chorus: KYLE]
Call her first, call her back
Hold her phone, hold her hand
Kiss her more, listen more
Open doors, open doors
Call her first, call her back
Hold her phone, hold her hand
Kiss her more, listen more
Open doors, open doors

[Verse 1: KYLE]
Ok, you’re right, I’ve been sort of a savage (true)
I grew up with savage dudes
When I order drinks, I rarely ask for two, my daddy too
But yeah, I’m tryin’ to recreate my DNA
Shady ways, stop liking pics, that ain’t my ba-ba-baby’s face
Make you hide it
I should make you put your whole account on private
Comment “She’s mine” on every pic to let them know it’s my shit
Be surprising, laugh, and make our time together more exciting
Let ’em know you can’t be touched
And vanquish he who tries it

[Pre-Chorus: KYLE]
Yeah I know my heart is closed and I ain’t let you see inside it
It’s hard for me to open up, be courteous and open-minded
What it means to be the man you need
I had to redefine it, I had to be reminded

[Chorus: KYLE]
Call her first, call her back
Hold her phone, hold her hand
Kiss her more, listen more
Open doors, open doors
Call her first, call her back
Hold her phone, hold her hand
Kiss her more, listen more
Open doors, open doors

[Verse 2: KYLE]
I don’t even play this many games on my Xbox
And look, I know I’m butt, I know I’m cheeks, I know I’m cheap
When we eat I make you pay
If we go out, I make you stay
If I took you to that concert, then them tickets was probably free
Out here with the lights off and blow your back out to Chief Keef
What happened to Isley brother’s, makin’ love between the sheets?
Hey, I should make you clap
Hey, I should make you sing
All I ever think
Oh, me me me me me
Me me me me me and you occasionally
Then back to me, I put them single broken record on repeat
Them the ones I love to sing
Only on behalf of me, like you isn’t half of we
How hard is it actually

[Chorus: KYLE]
Call her first, call her back
Hold her phone, hold her hand
Kiss her more, listen more
Open doors, open doors
Call her first, call her back
Hold her phone, hold her hand
Kiss her more, listen more
Open doors, open doors
Call her first, call her back
Hold her phone, hold her hand
Kiss her more, listen more
Open doors, open doors
Call her first, call her back
Hold her phone, hold her hand
Kiss her more, listen more
Open doors, open doors

[Outro: Avery Wilson]
Call her first, call her back
Hold her phone, hold her hand
Kiss her more, listen more
Open doors, open doors
Yeah, yeah
Ohh, ohh
Call her first, call her back
Hold her phone, hold her hand
Kiss her more, listen more
Open doors, open doors

[Hook]
Ever since I came into the game
I been goin harder in the paint
Ever since they heard about the name
They know who gon put out with the flame
Ever since I’m in my own lane
All you niggas start to sound the same
Ever since I started with the reaI
I can never understand a lame
What is real? what is fake?
You be wise, nigga snakes
Born in May, 80 baby
On a level eighty eight

[Verse 1]
Legendary, very scary
I don’t think that goofy shit is necessary
I do not want to be a part of ordinary
Blood of Jesus, saw me born, son of Mary
And he whippin’ like I’m [..]. culinary
And he’s in it kickin’ shit like Vinatieri
Oh my goodness
I get that feelin’ sometimes
I don’t wanna fuck with people, just this business of mine
You can come into my space with all them niggas […]
Ain’t no intoxicating my circle, we gon sever them ties
Just my policy, no apologies
All one hundred that’s where real niggas […] of me
Ever since I stepped into the life
I don’t ever buy into the hype
Never get too low or get too high
Never let them cover up your size

[Hook]
Ever since I came into the game
I been goin harder in the paint
Ever since they heard about the name
They know who gon put out with the flame
Ever since I’m in my own lane
All you niggas start to sound the same
Ever since I started with the real
I can never understand a lame
What is real? what is fake?
You be wise, nigga snakes
Born in May, 80 baby
On a level eighty eight

[Verse 2]
Legendary, tell her parent
Make a movie show to shrug in like I’m Uzi
Smoking kush, got absinthes all in my Jacuzzi
Right on my lip, I’m thinking “girl, mama juicy”
I understand how I don’t pull from that fruit tree

I’m playing Lauryn Hill when she was with the Fugees
And when they come to doin’ this I feel like two-three
Drop a classic on this niggas they come back ground
We can hear you pussy niggas in the background
Trust the process
Just digest this higher level ways
It’s been in my DNA
Undefeated, I’m the great (God)

[Verse]
We were created as a slave race
To mine gold for our alien forefathers
They directed our evolution,
Mixing their DNA with something that was from here

[Verse]
They planned that we
Never would join together.
Due to the barriers they put:
Language, religion, the color of skin.

[Chorus]
It’s time to leave
Old quarrels behind
Let’s unite and abolish frontiers
To a better future for mankind
Dusk of a slave race
Dusk of a slave race
Dusk of a slave race
Dusk of a slave race

[verse]
Now something has changed,
They may have gone
Maybe to fight
In some other wars
Or to mine another colony
We need to be prepared

[Chorus]
It’s time to leave
Old quarrels behind
Let’s unite and abolish frontiers
To a better future for mankind
Dusk of a slave race
Dusk of a slave race
Dusk of a slave race
Dusk of a slave race

[Outro]
A brilliant future opens for Mankind
If we can recognize each other
As brothers and sisters no matter the apparent race.
We all came from the same origin.

[Verse]
Once upon a time there was a race
Deep in the space in the star of lyra
They had struggled between two blades
They were the lyrans

Then some Lyrans decided to depart
To find another planet
Where they could evolve
Away from those conflicts
They traveled the stars and found earth

[Verse]
Arriving here, they found ape like creatures
(They) peacefully lived
With them for generations without a clash
To easily adapt to this world’s conditions
They found a strategy to inject the ape DNA
Into their own

[Chorus]
I always wanted to be some kind of special
Who would know we had
Some Lyran forefathers
I always wanted to be some kind of special
Who would know we had some
Pleiadian cousins

[Verse]
Generations passed, Earth’s Lyrans evolved
(they) became adapted to our environment
But then the other Lyrans came
With their conquest plans disturbed the colony
They started to infuse their DNA
Into our primates, directing their evolution
To escape the conflict
Earth’s Lyrans decided to find another colony
To live according to their beliefs

[Verse]
Then they found a new star cluster
We call it Pleiades
And hence started colonizing it
They desired to create a new culture
Based on harmony.
Valuing truth, creativity, and love

[Chorus]
I always wanted to be some kind of special
Who would know we had
Some Lyran forefathers
I always wanted to be some kind of special
Who would know we had some
Pleiadian cousins

[Verse 1: Skylar Grey]
I’m stumbling, I can’t see straight
And it’s my fault I got this way
I got my hands on something great
And found a way to mess it up
I did my best, I tried to change
But it’s just in my DNA
I got my hands on something great
And found a way to fuck it up again

[Refrain: Skylar Grey]
Now I’m the one thing you couldn’t hate more
But you’re the one thing that I would die for

[Verse 2: Eminem]
All my life, I was told, I was never nothing special
I don’t need to be reminded of it every other second
‘Specially when all my self-esteem’s
Already shot to hell, I’m falling helplessly
I’m embarrased, I don’t want no one else to see
’Cause I feel like I’m a piece of shit every time she yells at me
Selfishly addicted, definitely doesn’t help that she
Makes me feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven
But makes life a living hell for me
She does that thing with her lip, now she’s melting me
I’m putty in her palms, I’m wrapped around her finger
A yo-yo on a string, she lets me sit there and just dangle
Until something better comes along
And she’ll just drop me like a hot potato
I look like I’m in pain, but I’m okay though
‘Cause I know she loves me—my friends, what do they know?

[Chorus: Skylar Grey]
It’s like I’m drowning at sea
Hoping that you reach for me
I know you’re there, but I can’t see
‘Cause I’m so drunk off tragic endings
I’m dying to breathe
And all you do is strangle me
Such a beautiful relief
‘Cause I’m so drunk off tragic endings
(Drunk off tragic endings)

[Verse 3: Eminem]
In my moments of weakness
I openly admit the shit I wouldn’t normally
I’m extremely self-conscious and enormously
Insecure and she uses it to torture when she torments me
It only turns to ammunition for her in this war, when she
Gets goin’ she don’t stop, when I’m up she’s like a downer
When I found her it was love at first encounter
Plus, somehow she musta took the carton of eggs off the counter
Cracked them and placed all the shells on the ground for
Me to walk on when I’m around her
But there’s just something about her
That makes me not able to function without her
How can I get out of it when I don’t know how to?
I’m a doubter, I’m a pessimist, make a believer out of me
And show me the way now or stay the fuck out of my cloud of rain
‘Cause I’m going straight down the drain, I’m drowning

[Chorus: Skylar Grey]
It’s like I’m drowning at sea
Hoping that you reach for me
I know you’re there, but I can’t see
‘Cause I’m so drunk off tragic endings
I’m dying to breathe
And all you do is strangle me
Such a beautiful relief
‘Cause I’m so drunk off tragic endings
(Drunk off tragic endings)

[Refrain: Skylar Grey]
Now I’m the one thing you couldn’t hate more
But you’re the one thing that I would die for

[Verse 4: Eminem]
It took a while for me to get it, but I think I’ve figured it out
She don’t want me, she just don’t wanna see me with someone else
The idea of seeing me happy destroys her in itself
To see me falling to pieces brings her joy and brings her hell
But it annoys her to see me get the strength to say, “Screw her!”
I threw up on myself, I’m dumb sick, I’m addicted to her
She’s tryna block the door, so here’s how I do her
Since I’m manure, she’s a sewer
And this time this piece of shit’s running through her
I can see the light, now I’m running to it
What the fuck? Shoulda knew it!
Who would think she’d actually have the balls to do it?
As soon as I hopped in it, she doused the car with lighter fluid
She’s standing there with a rag, ’bout to put the lighter to it
Lit the fucking thing on fire, then she threw it

[Chorus: Skylar Grey]
It’s like I’m drowning at sea
Hoping that you reach for me
I know you’re there, but I can’t see
‘Cause I’m so drunk off tragic endings
I’m dying to breathe
And all you do is strangle me
Such a beautiful relief
‘Cause I’m so drunk off tragic endings
(Drunk off tragic endings)

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
I got, I got, I got, I got—
Loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
Cocaine quarter piece, got war and peace inside my DNA
I got power, poison, pain and joy inside my DNA
I got hustle though, ambition flow inside my DNA
I was born like this, since one like this, immaculate conception
I transform like this, perform like this, was Yeshua new weapon
I don’t contemplate, I meditate, then off your fucking head
This that put-the-kids-to-bed
This that I got, I got, I got, I got—
Realness, I just kill shit ’cause it’s in my DNA
I got millions, I got riches buildin’ in my DNA
I got dark, I got evil, that rot inside my DNA
I got off, I got troublesome heart inside my DNA
I just win again, then win again like Wimbledon, I serve
Yeah, that’s him again, the sound that engine in is like a bird
You see fireworks and Corvette tire skrrt the boulevard
I know how you work, I know just who you are
See, you’s a, you’s a, you’s a—
Bitch, your hormones prolly switch inside your DNA
Problem is, all that sucker shit inside your DNA
Daddy prolly snitched, heritage inside your DNA
Backbone don’t exist, born outside a jellyfish, I gauge
See, my pedigree most definitely don’t tolerate the front
Shit I’ve been through prolly offend you, this is Paula’s oldest son
I know murder, conviction
Burners, boosters, burglars, ballers, dead, redemption
Scholars, fathers dead with kids and
I wish I was fed forgiveness
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, soldier’s DNA (soldier’s DNA)
Born inside the beast, my expertise checked out in second grade
When I was 9, on cell, motel, we didn’t have nowhere to stay
At 29, I’ve done so well, hit cartwheel in my estate
And I’m gon’ shine like I’m supposed to, antisocial extrovert
And excellent mean the extra work
And absentness what the fuck you heard
And pessimists never struck my nerve
And Nazareth gonna plead his case
The reason my power’s here on earth
Salute the truth, when the prophet say

[Bridge: Kendrick Lamar & Geraldo Rivera]
I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
This is why I say that hip hop has done more damage to young African Americans than racism in recent years
I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
I live a better life, I’m rollin’ several dice, fuck your life
I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
I live a be-, fuck your life
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
This is my heritage, all I’m inheritin’
Money and power, the maker of marriages

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Tell me somethin’
You mothafuckas can’t tell me nothin’
I’d rather die than to listen to you
My DNA not for imitation
Your DNA an abomination
This how it is when you in the Matrix
Dodgin’ bullets, reapin’ what you sow
And stackin’ up the footage, livin’ on the go
And sleepin’ in a villa
Sippin’ from a Grammy and walkin’ in the buildin’
Diamond in the ceilin’, marble on the floors
Beach inside the window, peekin’ out the window
Baby in the pool, godfather goals
Only Lord knows I’ve been goin’ hammer
Dodgin’ paparazzi, freakin’ through the cameras
Eat at Four Daughters, Brock wearin’ sandals
Yoga on a Monday, stretchin’ to Nirvana
Watchin’ all the snakes, curvin’ all the fakes
Phone never on, I don’t conversate
I don’t compromise, I just penetrate
Sex, money, murder—these are the breaks
These are the times, level number 9
Look up in the sky, 10 is on the way
Sentence on the way, killings on the way
Motherfucker, I got winners on the way
You ain’t shit without a body on your belt
You ain’t shit without a ticket on your plate
You ain’t sick enough to pull it on yourself
You ain’t rich enough to hit the lot and skate
Tell me when destruction gonna be my fate
Gonna be your fate, gonna be our faith
Peace to the world, let it rotate
Sex, money, murder—our DNA

[Video Outro]
DNA, DNA
Real nigga in my DNA
Ain’t no ho inside my DNA
Drippin’ gold inside my DNA
Power shows inside my DNA
DNA
Real nigga in my DNA
Ain’t no ho inside my DNA

[Intro]
(CashMoneyAP)

[Hook: Lil Johnnie]
I just dropped a deuce deuce in the Fanta
Swear that extended clip look like a banana
I just dropped a deuce deuce up in the Fanta
And I don’t fuck with 12 so don’t read a miranda
I just dropped a deuce deuce in the Fanta
Swear that extended clip look like a banana
I just dropped a deuce deuce up in the Fanta
And I don’t fuck with 12 so don’t read a miranda

[Verse 1: Lil Johnnie]
I don’t fuck with 12 so don’t read a miranda
And I don’t give a fuck about your fuckin’ nana
All my brothers on the block stay with them hammers
They ain’t buildin’ houses, they pull up and blam ya
You ain’t talkin’ money there ain’t shit to say
Callin’ up the plug, I need a zip a day
Holdin’ out your knock well that’s a give-a-way
You a pussy bitch it’s in your DNA
I feel I’m Pac the way I turn that deuce to a dub
I feel I’m Pac the way I hit that lean with the cut
Hit that lean with the cut
This a swamp in my cup
I just got a pint through the mail man
I’ve been smokin’ dope with my mail man
I’ve been livin’ shit with like a mail man
Got that cookie-cookie by the bail man

[Hook: Lil Johnnie]
I just dropped a deuce deuce in the Fanta
Swear that extended clip look like a banana
I just dropped a deuce deuce up in the Fanta
And I don’t fuck with 12 so don’t read a miranda
I just dropped a deuce deuce in the Fanta
Swear that extended clip look like a banana
I just dropped a deuce deuce up in the Fanta
And I don’t fuck with 12 so don’t read a miranda

[Verse 2: Slim Jesus]
I just dropped a deuce in a pineapple soda
Then I called up Lil Johnnie on his Motorola
Told him I need a couple ounces of OG yoda
Said he on his way and we finna roll up
Then it’s back to the trap and I’m countin’ yola
I don’t play bout my money, no remote controller
I got shooters on call and they stay poured up
They pull up on ya, kill you quicker than ebola
Yeah I be with the savages where it’s dangerous
And we don’t fuck with 12 they ain’t scarin’ shit
Funk we do a lot of flexin’ he just movin’ licks
We run up in his house and we takin’ shit
Say he got a bad bitch, he just talkin’ shit
My bitch bad, your bitch fat, you call her thick
And I sold you cut lean cause you a straight lick
Go ahead, run up on me, you gon’ eat this clip

[Hook: Lil Johnnie]
I just dropped a deuce deuce in the Fanta
Swear that extended clip look like a banana
I just dropped a deuce deuce up in the Fanta
And I don’t fuck with 12 so don’t read a miranda
I just dropped a deuce deuce in the Fanta
Swear that extended clip look like a banana
I just dropped a deuce deuce up in the Fanta
And I don’t fuck with 12 so don’t read a miranda