Trippie Redd – Hellboy

[Intro]
I wuv Trippie Redd
Aye, it was always a, a fucking goal to, uh
Give all these niggas hell, know what I’m sayin’
A Love Letter to You 2
Ooh, fuck your boo
Baby wish me well
[Chorus]
Baby wish me well (wish me well)
It’s all a dream just like a wishing well (well)
To give ’em hell (hell), and you know that I live in hell (hell)
A livin’ hell (hell), I’m Hellboy, I live in hell
[Verse]
I let the money dance, the diamond blings all by itself
Without any help, so that means it shine on it’s own
Without any gold, I’ve been a king without any throne
It’s time to take your ass to school, ain’t no place, like, home
I’m 1400 with the screw up kids, don’t screw up kid
Or that choppa wet your crew up kid, I’m two up kid
We animals, better zoo up kid
I’m from Canton but the whole country where I blew up big
Who knew us kid, I think I came from under a rock
Was out on the block, my cousin had that shit in his sock
He movin’ the work, your bitch all over my cock
I put dick in her mouth, like the whole mother of bombs
And I ain’t talkin’ Donald Trump, but I’ll take Donald out the trunk
And let Donald’s ass bust if you keep talkin’ down on gang
I just pulled up in a Lamb, cuzzo pulled up in a Range
And we reloadin’ them sticks lil’ nigga, we release them things, ayy

[Bridge]
Hold up, give ’em hell, give ’em hell
I been on the road wish me well, wish me well, yeah
Give ’em hell, give ’em hell
I been on the road wish me well, wish me well
[Chorus]
Baby wish me well (wish me well)
It’s all a dream just like a wishing well (well)
To give ’em hell (hell), and you know that I live in hell (hell)
A livin’ hell (hell), I’m Hellboy, I live in hell
Baby wish me well (wish me well)
It’s all a dream just like a wishing well (well)
To give ’em hell (hell), and you know that I live in hell (hell)
A livin’ hell (hell), I’m Hellboy, I live in hell
[Outro]
Baby, wish me well
Baby, wish me well
Baby, wish me well
Ooh, I was like sayonara to you
Ooh, I was like wish me well, lil’ boo
Ooh, I dropped a love letter to you
Yeah, and gave you another one, lil’ boo
Yeah, sayonara to you
Ooh, sayin’ wish me well, lil’ boo
Yeah, screamin’ wish me well, lil’ boo
Bitch

Mist – Game Changer

[Intro]
Steel Banglez
Sickmade
[Verse 1]
Live life on the edge, won’t topple
Like when I’m on a bike, full throttle
Step in the dance, kop bottles
MIST from the ends is the kids role model
New whip soon land, looking like a space shuttle
Black-on-black, yeah, I call that subtle
My dargs dem a bark, no muzzle
Beef get solved real quick, but it’s long like puzzles
I just wanna watch money double
[Chorus]
I’m getting hot like Nelly
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
I’m getting hot like Nelly
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
[Verse 2]
Just gimmie health, health and wealth
Fear no one but God himself
Got P from my EP and weren’t selling on the shelf
I remember hustling for Ralph
These day I hustle for a house
Stepped in the dance, shut down, bounced
Came through stinking of ounce
Yeah, I came through stinking of ounce

[Chorus]
I’m getting hot like Nelly
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
I’m getting hot like Nelly
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
[Verse 3]
Game change like weather
Yeah, I changed, but I changed for the better
Diamond in the dirt, yeah, you know that I’m treasure
So far gone, dem boy can’t measure
Having no dough brings pressure
When you get dough, don’t go broke, yeah, that’s clever
Sickmade on my chain and my sweater
Yeah, the game got changed with pleasure
[Bridge]
Sickmade
MIS to the fucking T
Just gimmie health, health and wealth
Just gimmie health
Just gimmie health, health and wealth
Just gimmie health

[Chorus]
I’m getting hot like Nelly
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
I’m getting hot like Nelly
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny

Luke Combs – One Number Away

Are you changing the station replacing our favorite songs? [Verse 1]
Are you sitting at home, all alone, trying to fall asleep? Does the smoke in your mirror get clearer without my kiss? Or just forget we loved at all
We don’t have to talk
I just wanna hear your voice
[Chorus]
And I’m one number away
From calling to you
I said I was through
But I’m dying, inside
Got my head in a mess
Girl, I confess
I lied when I said
"I’m leaving and not coming back"
Might be the whiskey or the midnight rain
But everywhere I go, I see your face
In my brain, dial it up, everything I wanna say
But I’m still one number away, away, away
Yeah I’m still one number away Well maybe it’s a mistake, hit the brakes, I’m moving on
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Well, if you’re anything like me
You just might be doing whatever it takes
To outrun the storm
But I’m almost out that door
[Chorus]
And I’m one number away
From calling to you
I said I was through
But I’m dying, inside
Got my head in a mess
Girl, I confess
I lied when I said
"I’m leaving and not coming back"
Might be the whiskey or the midnight rain
But everywhere I go, I see your face
In my brain, dial it up, everything I wanna say
But I’m still one number away

[Bridge]
Will you pick up when I call? Are you watching a movie that you’ve seen a thousand times? Or maybe playing some Mayer, getting lost in your favorite lines
[Pre-Chorus]
Well, if you’re anything like me
You just might be doing whatever it takes
To drown out the noise
But I just wanna hear your voice
[Chorus]
And I’m one number away
From calling to you
I said I was through
But I’m dying, inside
Got my head in a mess
Girl, I confess
I lied when I said
"I’m leaving and not coming back"
Might be the whiskey or the midnight rain
But everywhere I go, I see your face
In my brain, dial it up, everything I wanna say
But I’m still one number away

[Verse 1]
Are you stuck at a red light with a Marlboro Light on your lips? Are you staring a hole through your phone, praying that it rings?

DJ Spin & Whiiite – Til She Lose Her Voice (feat. Lil Wayne)

[Intro]
Scoob in this bitch with me
But this about you
Ooh, let’s go
[Verse 1]
Girl, you know I love ya, and I’m there for ya
I got some new shoes and a bag of hair for ya
I got some candle lit and some underwear for ya
Them edible underwear, I ate a pair for ya
Ooh, now she on a handstand, I’m her number one fan
She the intelligent one, I’m just me with my dumbass
She a slim, fine woman with some twerk with her
She ain’t got a lot of ass, but I could work with her
[Chorus]
‘Cause she shake it like a dog, hop like a frog
Ride it like a horse, scream and holler ’til she lose her voice
Yeah, she shake it like a dog, hop like a frog
Ride it like a horse, so I ain’t got a choice
She pop it like a tart, and stab it like a heart
She [?], she watching her remarks
And she said, "We gon’ ride this shit on out & now we walk"
I said, "Fuckin’ right," ooh baby, ooh baby
[Post-Chorus]
‘Til she lose her voice, like
She said, "Ignore them hoes, better not"
She said, "Them hoes, better not fuck with my Tunechi
He got a magic stick and know how to use it"
She said, "Them hoes, better not fuck with my Tunechi
He got a magic stick and know how to use it"

[Verse 2]
She a slim, fine woman with some twerk with her
She ain’t got a lot of ass, but I could work with her
She a slim, fine woman with some shit with her
She ain’t got a lot of ass, but she pretty as fuck
And she can shake it like a dog, shake it like a dog
Shake it like a, now take that dog for a walk
And want you walk it like a serve it, like a, bounce it like a, yeah
Walk it like a, serve it, like a, bounce it like a, yeah
Girl, you know I love you and I care for you
Girl, you know I love you, I go hard for you, it’s from the heart
Girl, you got a monkey on that dick, monkey on that dick
Act a donkey on that dick, Pony on that shit
Let me see you monkey on that dick, monkey on that dick
Act a donkey on that dick, Pony on that shit
[Chorus 2]
I got some new shoes and a bag of hair for ya
Just ask my bitch about me, I got her a belt vuitton
And this dick is A1, pussy well
And she said, "Ooh baby, ooh baby"
[Post-Chorus]
‘Til she lose her voice, like
She said, "Ignore them hoes, better not"
She said, "Them hoes, then I pop with my Tunechi
He got a magic stick and know how to use it"
She said, "Them hoes, then I pop with my Tunechi
He got a magic stick and know how to use it"
‘Til she lose her voice, like, like, like, like

Lee Ann Womack – All The Trouble

I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
And I just don’t want no more
The deck is stacked against you
Life’s a losing hand
Even when you think you’re up
You’re right back down again
Either way you play it
The house is gonna win
It’s hard being little
It’s hard being small
Make it up that mountain
You’re standing big and tall
Well the trouble with the mountain
There’s 8 million ways to fall
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
And I just don’t want no more
I need a happy ending
Somebody write me one
If there’s a prince awaiting
Somebody send him on
Even Cinderella had to find her own way home

Well it started with a dark cloud
And a couple drops of rain
Then the storm and the wind and the thunder and the lightning came
Somebody give me shelter
I’ve had all I can take
‘Cause I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
And I just don’t want no more
If you’ve got some good news
Give me a chance
If you’ve got some good love
Just put it in my hand
‘Cause I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
And I just don’t want no more
No I just don’t want no more
No more, no more, no more
(All the trouble)
(All the trouble)

Birdman & Young Thug – Lil One

(I just want you to tell me, I just want you to tell me)
How are you feelin’ lil’ one, how you feelin’ lil’ one (I just want you to tell me, I just want you to tell me)
I wanna know, how you feel lil’ one
Tell me just, how you feel lil’ one
Tell, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, just tell me (tell me)
[Bridge 1: Young Thug]
I just want you to tell me
I just want you to tell me (I’m listenin’)
I just want you to tell me (go ‘head)
I just want you to tell me
I just want you to tell me
I just want you to tell me

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
Go ‘head and tell me, how you feel
Hey, I’m playin’ doctor just like Phil (go ‘head)
I got more syrup than Uncle Phil (ooh)
I’m almost certain that I’ma feel, hey (hey)
Screwed to the max (I’m geeked)
I swear to God, I got that coolie on a mack (graw-graw)
I ran up my bands up, now she act like a brat
She could never be a gnat (no)
I’m not talking ’bout no build
But lil’ mama gotta six pack (woo)
She workin’ on it (she, what?)
She get on top of me and work me, homie
Actin’ childish in this phantom
Lay back the curtains on it
She tryna show ’em, that she ridin’ ’round with me
And they trash, no curby, homie, oh
We might just stroll, we ain’t tryna roll
I just wanna enjoy every second
She can take it slow
I’m like oh, oh, oh, oh whoa
I’m not talkin’ bean
But she keep pigeons on her toes
[Bridge 2: Young Thug]
Aye
Thugger want you to feel it (yeah)
I just want you to feel it (yeah)
I just want you to feel it
Yeah (lil’ one, lil’ one, lil’ one)
Yeah (lil’ one, lil’ one, lil’ one, lil’ one)

[Hook 2: Young Thug]
How you feel lil’ one? [Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
Aye, yeah, yeah
Hey
We got London On Da Track
Thugger
[Hook 1: Young Thug]
Lil’ one
I want to know, how you feelin’ lil’ one (tell me, how you feel)
Tell Lil Thugger, how you feelin’ lil’ one
Hey, I need to know just, how you feel, feel, feel
[Post-Hook 1: Young Thug]
How are you feelin’ lil one, how you feelin’ lil’ one? I wanna know just, how you feel lil one
Please, tell Thugger, just, how you feel lil’ one
How you feel, how you feel, how you feelin’? just want you to feel it
YSL, want you to feel it
Please
Baby girl, I wanna feel it
Please, tell me, I’m feelin’ it
Please, tell me, I’m feelin’ it, yeah
[Verse 2: Young Thug & Birdman]
She not a Crip, but her coupe blue
She not a Blood, but she eat ravioli
Wanna twist yo’ body around, I hope you know yoga
Nigga screamin’, "free Pibb" like I’m giving away soda
I don’t really talk, but I been said, "I told ya"
I’m ridin’ with the yoppa like I come from Magnolia (graw)
I just wanna bang bang like Chief Sosa (bang-bang)
It’s a shame on Stunnaman so, yeah
Tell me, how you feel, nigga
Tell me, how you feel, a nigga
Tell me, how you feel, a nigga, for real
Show you, how we dealin’, nigga
Show you, how we kill a nigga
Show you, how we illy niggas, for real
It’s chop-chop and bang-bang
It’s bang-bang and chop-chop
It’s Blood gang, we kill niggas, for real
It’s chop-chop and bang-bang
It’s Cash Money, it’s Rich Gang, it’s YSL
We kill niggas, for real
I thought I told ya
Born stunnas, we known high rollers
Bang-bang for young soldiers (I just want you to tell me)
Bang-bang for lil’ soldiers

[Outro: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
Go ‘head and tell me, how you feel
Hey, I’m playin’ doctor just like Phil (go ‘head)
I got more syrup than Uncle Phil (ooh)
I’m almost certain that imma feel, hey (hey)
Screwed to the max (I’m geeked)
I swear to God, I got that coolie on a mack (graw-graw)
I ran up my bands up, now she act like a brat
She could never be a gnat (no)
I’m not talking ’bout no build
But lil’ mama gotta six pack (woo)
She workin’ on it (she, what?)
She get on top of me and work me, homie
Actin’ childish in this phantom
Lay back the curtains on it
She tryna show ’em, that she ridin’ ’round with me
And they trash, no curby, homie How you feelin’, how you feelin’, just, how you feel
[Post-Hook 2: Young Thug]
I just want you to feel it
Blood.

Mushroom People – On The Road

We’re lost and can’t be found. On the road without a reason
When all that we believe in
Had turned upside down
We’re lost and can’t be found. We’re lost and can’t be found. Daylight strangers,
So many have tried to change us
Lost in space and time. We’re lost and can’t be found. We’re lost and can’t be found. [Instrumental break]
Empty pages,
We’ll stay when everything changes
We have restless minds. We’re lost and can’t be found. [Instrumental break]
Aa-aa-aa-ah
So many have tried to change us
Aa-aa-aa-ah
Never looking for the answers
Aa-aa-aa-ah
We’ll stay when everything changes
Aa-aa-aa-ah
Nobody will need to save us. On the road without a reason
When all that we believe in
Had turned upside down
We’re lost and can’t be found. Oh ooh ooh
Midnight dancers,
Never looking for the answers
Ready to cross the line
On the road without a reason
When all that we believe in
Had turned upside down
We’re lost and can’t be found. We’re lost and can’t be found. Oh ooh ooh
Daylight strangers,
Nobody will need to save us
Living free and undefined.

Zayn – Zoem lyrics

it’s pending Like a shameless flower
Cries at every wedding
You don’t have feelings
You just have petals
There is no meaning it’s
Just aesthetics
Then to ask me
I’d say pathetic
Is the only one that fits
And wind
Inside a world
Of acronyms
Twisted shapes
Of acrobats
Inside a mesh of flesh
And bone
Is an underlying
Desperate tone
To the world of
Real authentic
The iPhone likes
Preventing
This place of role play
I think we like pretending
As if our fun is
Never ending
No one speaks
Just message sending
It’s a silent planet –
Wait.

Lil Peep – Pussy Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Peep]
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Yeah
Skrrt, skrrt
Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy
Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy
Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy
[Chorus: Lil Peep]
I love pussy (I love pussy)
I need pussy (I need pussy)
I need money
So I can get some pussy (get some pussy)
I love pussy (I love pussy)
I want pussy (I want pussy)
She want my dick (she want my dick)
I want her pussy (I want her pussy)
You a pussy (you a pussy)
Gettin’ pussy (gettin’ pussy)
Eatin’ cookies (eatin’ cookies)
With your bitch (with your bitch)
You a rookie (you a rookie)
I’m a legend (livin’ legend)
If you got pussy
Send a message
[Verse 1: Lil Peep]
I’ll be lookin’ (I’ll be lookin’)
For some pussy (for that pussy)
I can’t find it, nah
I just found it, yeah
Pussy wet, yeah
Like a fountain, yeah
She the best
She bring me ounces (uh huh)
I’ve been countin’, I need an accountant (yeah, uh huh)
Your city borin’ ‘less I come through tourin’ (ayy, through tourin’)
All the shit you say is so unimportant (ayy)
Lil Peep shawty comin’ up like it’s nothin’ (ayy)
[Interlude: Lil Peep]
Okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Ayy, ayy
Yeah, ayy
[Bridge: Lil Peep]
Yunggoth with me, sippin’ lean, smokin’ weed
Takin’ beans, we some fiends for the pussy (pussy)
I just copped some True Religion jeans for the free
I’ma put ’em on your bitch when she suck me (slurp)
[Verse 2: Yunggoth]
I’m in her pussy, ayy, yeah
I be pushin’, ayy, yeah
Fuckin’ lookin’, ayy, yeah
Shawty tooken, ayy, yeah
I was just choosin’, ayy, yeah
You a loser, ayy, yeah
Uh, nigga, you a goofy, ayy, yeah
With my shooters, snipe you
Pull up in a body bag
We done blew out the racks
I just wanna pop tags
Way she coolin’, [?]
[?]
Up at the store with no Benjis
Doin’ my baby mama bad
[Chorus: Lil Peep]
I love pussy (I love pussy)
I need pussy (I need pussy)
I need money
So I can get some pussy (get some pussy)
I love pussy (I love pussy)
I want pussy (I want pussy)
She want my dick (she want my dick)
I want her pussy (I want her pussy)
You a pussy (you a pussy)
Gettin’ pussy (gettin’ pussy)
Eatin’ cookies (eatin’ cookies)
With your bitch (with your bitch)
You a rookie (you a rookie)
I’m a legend (livin’ legend)
If you got pussy
Send a message
I’ll be…. I love pussy (I love pussy)
I need pussy (I need pussy)
I need money
So I can get some pussy (get some pussy)
I love pussy (I love pussy)
I want pussy (I want pussy)
She want my dick (she want my dick)
I want her pussy (I want her pussy)
You a pussy (you a pussy)
Gettin’ pussy (gettin’ pussy)
Eatin’ cookies (eatin’ cookies)
With your bitch (with your bitch)
You a rookie (you a rookie)
I’m a legend (livin’ legend)
If you got pussy
Send a message
I’ll be…

Shahmen – Poison Lyrics

[Hook x2]
Water is all polluted
Beach is all just sewage
And I’m just tryna find my girl
Before it all is ruined (hey)
Water is all polluted
Beach is all just sewage
And I’m just tryna find my love
Before it all is ruined (hey)
[Verse 1: Bless]
Woke up in Venice beach with an itch for some nicotine
Stepped aside and saw the sun and felt the rays against my cheek
The life is sweet, but the end is near so wasting time is suicide
I’m down the ride and I’m always here
Locked up in my own heart, tryna find my own peace
Focus on survival and forget about that ol’ feast
I’m all good, no bad days
Crushing out a roach with my two fingers in the ash tray
Unfold it like a lotus, happiness is my motive
Poetry is my modus, used to fear that no one would notice
Now there’s thousands that know this, Russians who got colded
Woke up and I’m zoning, started writing and owned it (uh)
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Bless]
Say the end is coming, and ain’t no point in running
Nowhere safe there’s no escape, this karma’s gon’ be something
Schools keep on closing but the prisons always stay open
Whole system is broken, can of worms has been opened
Might as well keep smoking, cease the day and go and own it
Dig a grave and toss a rose at all of my opponents
Blow a kiss straight to my girl, she’s the only one in the world
Share my bed and all my bread, fingers running through her curls
But now I gotta find her, lost her in the summer
All alone and the worlds end and what a fucking bummer, but
Swear to God I’mma find her cause true love waits (ahh)
Been singing all these love songs before it’s just too late
[Hook x2]

Red Cafe – Marriott Lyrics

[Hook]
In a world so cold
But I can get it if I dream it
And my word so gold
If I said it then I mean it
And I ain’t never gon’ stop
Til I hit the top, it’s waitin’ for me
And back at the Marriott
I got a bad bitch, she waitin’ for me
In a world so cold
But I can get it if I dream it
And my word so gold
If I said it then I mean it
And I ain’t never gon’ stop
Til I hit the top, it’s waitin’ for me
And back at the Marriott
I got a bad bitch, she waitin’ for me [Intro]
Yeah, Shakedown life
Believe that, huh
[Hook]
In a world so cold
But I can get it if I dream it
And my word so gold
If I said it then I mean it
And I ain’t never gon’ stop
Til I hit the top, it’s waitin’ for me
And back at the Marriott
I got a bad bitch, she waitin’ for me
[Verse 1]
Strapped when I leave the house
Hold up, I’m thinkin’ trap when I leave the house
Hop in the squadder, look I’m fin to run a route
Make deliveries, product never runnin’ out
Every day is payday, no days off
Grind hard, they say hard work pays off
So I’m in the street scrapin the pot
Ice cream man, I got the cake on the block
The hoes say a nigga lookin’ good
I’m ridin V-12, take a look up in the hood
Contrary to the popular talk, I’m gettin’ money, muh’fucka
And I’m livin’ like a boss in the hood
As you can see I’m gettin’ chubby, muh’fucka
My-my-my bitch model status
Rap sheet long, trigger finger got a callous, what else? [Hook]
In a world so cold
But I can get it if I dream it
And my word so gold
If I said it then I mean it
And I ain’t never gon’ stop
Til I hit the top, it’s waitin’ for me
And back at the Marriott
I got a bad bitch, she waitin’ for me
[Verse 2]
My vehicle is NASCAR
Not too much different from my last car
My team solid, the grind mean
My vision clear, I’m fightin’ for my dreams
My cell been ringin a lot lately
I guess these niggas figured that I’m hot lately
Still I’m puttin’ pressure on the game
Got my feet on the gas, Shakedown on the chain
Talk to me, tell me why you niggas losin
When you can fuck with the winners, we got it movin’
Cold world, still I fly high
And nah we ain’t stoppin’, this be the drive-by
I jam niggas and blam niggas
You niggas is dead, virus infected spam niggas, huh
Yeah, I’m on that victory lap
For my city, look I’m fin to bring the victory back, what else?

Beenie Man – Money Friend [New Music]

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Sy Ari Da Kid Feat. J.I.D & EarthGang – “New Malcolm X” Lyrics

(Verse 4)
Inspiration lying naked somewhere on vacation
Your whole crew zombies, no denominations
It’s strictly observation, so why bait you
Inflate you with my nature, put seas and extends like the makers
Won’t have to primate your height and states emergencies
Against the wall, head in your knees, somehow we reached this
I know I was walking eager, something awful lies between us
Probably a siren screamer, sky was falling through my fingers
But you see all of these bombs playing hopscotch so close next to you and me
It kinda got me thinking what is life but chugging ether
And loving people and I know that’s hard for you to see
When I say you I’m scared I’m really just talking to me
I’d rather change the subject, holidays enough sweats
And great sex caused the cardiac arrest
And to make it this far we done hobbled and stepped
I done lost a few queens for these here rap checks
You follow impressed, I’m in the jungles with hacksaws
Pushing the carvan inland for actuals
Holding my nuts on the cavernous as a lantern
Scrambling for the light inside your eyes with the fist of mud
Spend my little yearly earnings on a trip to the Nile
and send me the real searching for the real plug
Pray extension cord extend to Adamsville
Well shit ’bout as solid as a willow in the wind storm
Manning the cannons, handing ’em deaf slips lord
Way before my time, feeling like a stillborn
Under pressure like Freddy and god bless you
If you find yourself sleepwalking in on our session
Or find yourself late sneaking in on God’s lesson
Like you got your homework, couldn’t get the last question
(Interlude)
Excuse me, excuse me miss? Couldn’t crack the last question
Ma’am, ma’am
Said you did your homework, I couldn’t get the last question
Damn, ma’am, please, please
Please help me out
(Chorus)
Yeah, new Malcolm X
By any means, I learned from what I seen
Had a dream, ’til it turned to a nightmare
Martin Luther the king without a queen, nah mean? King
I know that life is pie, I’m a tiger, I’m pissing on you clowns
Swimming in pussy drunk, pray to god I don’t drown
I’m Mister One Dollar, ain’t got a dollar in my pocket
Pick a coin out the rubble, long travel ropes, I suppose
I expose myself through the music, talking execution
Moves I do, kick dumb flips
Sommersault, mastermind, winter killed spring then summer ‘sault
Summer assault, mash words, mumble talk
I don’t fumble y’all
Look at me rambling as usual
You don’t know what sixteen gunshots will do to you
Two handguns, shotgun user like
Blucko blucko blucko, wasn’t none I could do
I was focused on the movement, wan’ kill me then do it like
We can be the start and the spark of the revolution
Televised through some rebel eyes, hella uncivilized
Dangerous capable individuals and odds, uh
Man, just bring in the pallbearers
All y’all thought we stole from y’all eras
Love them people you call home, equip ’em with long feathers
And make sure they stalk my steps wherever I’m walking, yeah
I’m Malcolm X on the X pill
Dr. (Chorus)
Yeah, new Malcolm X
By any means, I learned from what I seen
Had a dream, ’til it turned to a nightmare
Martin Luther the king without a queen, nah mean? Still shining in front of the hood like highbeams, yah mean? It seems, I’m as great as a god
They say I’m the bomb, I got a date with Saddam
As-salamu alaykum, wa’alaykumu as-salam
Cooking turkey bacon but I don’t pray to Allah, nah
Die for it all or live for something
Shit can get disgusting within this discussion
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J. In the coupe, my Miss Coretta Scott thing
And I swear I had a dream, I had a dream
But it was nothin’ like Dr. (Verse 2)
By any means, yadda I mean? (Intro)
The purpose of our organization of Afro-American unity, which has the same aim and objective to fight whoever gets in our way and bring about the freedom of these people by any means necessary. King on the jet going to Russia to go see Sweatler
Hope they don’t check us at the customs and the connectors
Or whatever, hope they don’t check us at the customs
(Verse 3)
A lot of guys just overstate the obvious
Cliche niggas from colleges rambling about their consciousness
If you ask me, that’s exactly what the problem is
Politics and ‘Polly want a cracker’ nigga starting shit
I never beg for pardons, it’s the part of lion’s mafia
The horrifying rotting writing revolution army bruh
It’s a struggle with a C or a K
Social worker on the way, you children better behave
And all the Christians want to know if I’m 5 percenting
And 5 percenters want to know if I’m rocking with ’em
And the Hindus want to know which past life is the beginning
And I’m just shrugging my shoulders like my nigga what’s the difference
Still mass murder, I’m Nat Turner on Nat Geo
Who’s lyin’, kill a lion, wear his body like a snuggie
Hot fresh hemoglobin warm the skin of a druggie
And all these fucking fakes around me all pretending they love me
Still any means necessary
Even if it means getting buried
Even if it means getting carried by your closest friends
Rocking gloves at the cemetary
It’s gon’ get ugly, uh
(Chorus)
Yeah, new Malcolm X
By any means, I learned from what I seen
Had a dream, ’til it turned to a nightmare
Martin Luther the king without a queen, nah mean? Cole’s Dreamville Records Signs Rap Group EarthGang (Verse 1)
Nah mean, nah mean? So you, you got your homework? The world is cold, at least you wasn’t anemic
They wanna kill me mid-speech, afraid of my truth
A few real niggas left, they hate that I’m proof
My value on demand, niggas can’t ignore it
And if you can’t buy it twice then you can’t afford it
See I’m the man of all this real shit these niggas is claiming
They physically free, mentally living in cages, pray for ’em
(Chorus)
Yeah, new Malcolm X
By any means, I learned from what I seen
Had a dream (had a dream), ’til it turned to a nightmare
Martin Luther the king without a queen, nah mean?

Arin Ray Feat. DRAM – Commiunication Lyrics

I’m still trying to get through my
(chorus)
Well I’m still trying to get through
You’re still my love, love (love)
time will be finally confused
Cause you’re still my love, love (love)
You’re still my love
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
You’re still my love
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
(Verse 1)
I know better
Know better than to leave my trust in a team? I know better than to cheat
you deserve the best from me
I’ll always take the lead
I look you taste
I love your wild
I love your confidence
In return I know you need an honest man (honest man)
No more withstanding[?] it just so hard to let you go
You got me so bad, so bad (so bad)
Yeah
(Chorus)
Well I’m still trying to get through
You’re still my love, love (love)
Time will be finally confused
Cause you’re still my love, love (love)
You’re still my love
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
You’re still my love
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
(Verse 2)
I can lay roses at your feet
Its only more [?] to do than whats on you show [?]
But I want you to want me too
And I could move a lil’ slowly
Slower than usually so you know i’m cool
But I want you to want me too
I can perform magics to make sure magics happens for you
But I want you to want me too
An I’m gonna f*ck you with passion
Jus’ to make you cry magic for you
But I want you to want me too
(Chorus)
Well I’m still trying to get through
You’re still my love, love (love)
time will be finally confused
Cause you’re still my love, love (love)
You’re still my love
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
You’re still my love
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
I’ve got you my baby
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CJ Fly & Nyck Caution – “Kold Killah 13” Lyrics

(Intro)
Fly! Get the honeys, then get buzz like a bumblebee hive
I be high, but I try to behave
This for my fam in the building that be hungry that just try to relate
They try to blame it on our race, that the message relays
Flight on the course to get these chips lines in the air, won’t be gettin’ delays
And I’m the one she put on but turn into first place
And I just confiscate, besides I take it away
(Verse 2)
I’m still tryna get these streets hot
Finger out at each cop
We [?], straight lift until our knees pop
Them higher ups is not f*cking with us
Your chance steep like a ski drop
Crazy if you gotta believe me, I got no problem with grieving
All I gotta do is drop you like a Totem, got no problem with leaving
I’ll escort you from my door step, dorks at the court desk
Say that I’m the source of remorse and your score stressed
Lo siento mami, I slow the tempo hardly
This is your moment where you live all of your scar me
I been defensive but it’s time you get the message
You wanna spiral but it’s time to get progressive
Hit my last girl’s spot, but we done with that ecstacy
You been blessed if you messed with me
I wreck records ’til they rest in peace
Reject if you step to see
Bet
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Livin’ every day like no tomorrow try my best not to dwell
‘Til my style got the, everything it was swell, well
Most ‘squitos wanna be fly
Once sold like a clerk, not the clarks in my wallabee size
I mean, who other besides us?