Nichole Nordeman – Slow Down (feat. Pepper Ingram) (Every Mile Mattered Album)

[Verse 1: Nichole Nordeman]
Here’s to you
You were pink or blue
Everything I wanted
Here’s to you
Never sleeping through
From midnight till the morning
[Pre-Chorus 1: Nichole Nordeman]
Had to crawl
Before you walked before you ran
Before I knew it
You were trying to free your fingers from my hand
‘Cause you could do it on your own now
Somehow
[Chorus: Nichole Nordeman & Pepper Ingram]
Slow down
Won’t you stay here a minute more
I know you want to walk through the door
But it’s all too fast
Let’s make it last a little while
I pointed to the sky and now you wanna fly
I am your biggest fan
I hope you know I am
But do you think you can somehow
Slow down

[Verse 2: Pepper Ingram]
Here’s to you
Every missing tooth
There in bedtime story
Here’s to Barbie cars
Light saber wars
Sleeping in on Sundays
[Pre-Chorus 2: Pepper Ingram]
Had to crawl
Before you walked before you ran
Before I knew it
You were teaching me the only thing love can
Hold hands through it
When it’s scary, you’ve got me
[Chorus: Nichole Nordeman & Pepper Ingram]
Slow down
Won’t you stay here a minute more
I know you want to walk through the door
But it’s all too fast
Let’s make it last a little while
I pointed to the sky and now you wanna fly
I am your biggest fan
I hope you know I am
But do you think you can somehow
Slow down

[Bridge: Nichole Nordeman & Pepper Ingram]
Please don’t roll your eyes at me
I know I’m embarrassing
But someday
You’ll understand
You’ll hold a little hand
Ask them if they can
Oh-oh-oh-ohhh
‘Cause it’s all too fast
Oh-oh-oh-ohhh
[Outro: Nichole Nordeman & Pepper Ingram]
I am your biggest fan
I hope you know I am
But do you think you can
Somehow
Slow down
Slow down
Slow down
Slow down

Nichole Nordeman – Anywhere We Are (Every Mile Mattered Album)

[Verse 1]
Into every life, a little rain must fall
Or so they say
We have seen our share of storms
You might agree
We learned early, don’t hold tightly to
The things that might not stay
Love what matters
And you matter most to me
[Pre-Chorus 1]
So when the wind blows in and carries us away
This is what we say to every hurricane
[Chorus 1]
Love don’t need a roof
Love don’t need four walls
You can say my name
I’ll come anytime you call
So let the storms roll in
Let the shingles fly
Love is not the fence we built around our lives
And anywhere we are, I’m alright
[Verse 2]
We dig cellars, we lay sandbags
Board the glass and pack the old van
We heed warnings ’til we’re headed out of town
But we do not always make it
We are sometimes overtaken
We are not as fast as every funnel cloud

[Pre-Chorus 2]
So when the siren sounds and when we close our eyes
This is what we say to swirling skies
[Chorus 1]
Love don’t need a roof
Love don’t need four walls
You can say my name
I’ll come anytime you call
So let the storms roll in
Let the shingles fly
Love is not the fence we built around our lives
And anywhere we are, I’m alright
[Bridge]
One day out in the meadow
I will stop where the old oak grows
I will lay some yellow flowers down for you
Or maybe, you will lay them down for me
And this is what we’ll say to that old tree
[Chorus 2]
Love don’t need a roof
Love don’t need four walls
You can say my name
I’ll come anytime you call
So let the branches bend
Dance into the wind
Whisper every memory to the night
‘Cause anywhere we are, I’m alright

Nichole Nordeman – Dear Me (Every Mile Mattered Album)

[Verse 1]
Dear Me …
This is a letter to the girl I used to be
Dear Me …
There are some things that you should know
It’s not my intention to embarrass or to shame you
What’s inside the rear-view mirror is closer than it appears
We do the best that we know how, with what we have been given
And the difference between you and I is, I’ve been given time
In time, you’ll see
[Verse 2]
Dear Me …
This is a letter to the girl I used to be
Some things are not as simple as we said
Remember when we thought there were a handful of some magic words to pray
A guarantee and a down payment on a mansion
Remember all the rules we made about the Body and the Blood
The hoops we made them jump through
Though He offers it to everyone
I’m so sorry
[Chorus 1]
Do you remember now the things I said I thought that I deserved
My flag, and safety, a place to learn
The things I know I didn’t earn
And bless their hearts, I’m sure it’s hard
But handouts don’t help anyone
And all the talk about the system
I sure hope someone can fix them
I said those things

[Verse 3]
Dear Me …
This is a letter to the girl I used to be
You’ll see, you’re gonna take the long way
And there is nothing you could do or say to separate you
From the love of God who made you just exactly as He meant to
And you cannot imagine all the places you’ll see Jesus
But you’ll find Him everywhere you thought He wasn’t supposed to go
So, go!.. Go!.. Love, love, love, love, love
His name is love
Love, love, love, love, love

[Verse 4]
Dear Me …
You did not learn this in a day or two or three
So ask a lot of questions
But Jesus loves us, this I know
And there are no exceptions [Chorus 2]
And hold all the mothers, whose babies bleed from bullet holes
And feel all the hunger, the bellies and the bones
Shout for the prisoner, cry for justice, loud and long
And march with the victims, as Jesus marches on
And sit at all the tables, ’cause Jesus eats with everyone
And dance to the music, if you can’t sing its native tongue
And cry for the wombs, the mothers and the empty arms
And hold high the warriors, fighting now for freedoms’ song
[Bridge]
And love, love, love, love
Like it’s your own blood
And love, love, love, love
As you have been loved
Love, love, love, love
Like it’s your own blood
Love, love, love, love
As you have been loved
Love, love, love, love, love
Like [you have been?]
Love, love, love, love, love
It’s all about love!

Nichole Nordeman – You’re Here (Every Mile Mattered Album)

[Outro]
You will always be my home
I don’t have to be alone
Don’t have to be alone
You will always be my home [Verse 1]
In my younger years
I found You beneath the steeple
In the faces of Your people
Could hear You in the hymns
In my younger years
Then later on
I met You on a road, once winding
Seeking but not always finding
With the building gone
You still loved me later on
[Pre-Chorus]
Anywhere You are is sanctuary
Everywhere You are is where I’m free
[Chorus]
You’re here, You’re here
The only invitation that You need
Is the very air I breathe
You’re here, You’re here
I will never be alone
You will be always be my home
‘Cause You’re here
[Verse 2]
In the same small room
Staring at the life I’ve chosen
Hoping that the door’s still open
To give my heart to You
In this same small room
What could separate
Me from all the ways You love me? Nothing below or above me
Could get in the way
This is what You say

[Pre-Chorus]
Anywhere You are is sanctuary
Everywhere You are is where I’m free
[Chorus]
You’re here, You’re here
The only invitation that You need
Is the very air I breathe
You’re here, You’re here
I will never be alone
You will be always be my home…
[Bridge]
You were at the altar, preacher’s hand upon my head
You were in the water, when I came up clean instead
You’re still in my story, when my tears fall on the dirt
You’re there in the morning, wrapping grace around what hurts
You were in the questions, in the silence on the phone
You were paying cab fare, making sure I made it home
I believed in too far, I believed in my worst fear
But You were never moving closer, You were only always here!

Nichole Nordeman – Every Mile Mattered (Every Mile Mattered Album)

[Pre-Chorus]
I see shoulda beens, coulda beens
Written all over your face
Wrong turns and bridges burned
Things you wanna change
[Chorus 1]
It’s history
You can’t rewrite it
You’re not meant to be trapped inside it
Every tear brought you here
Every sorrow gathered
Yeah, it’s history
And every mile mattered
Mattered, mattered, mattered
Mattered, mattered, mattered
[Verse 2]
Get the box off the top shelf, with the black and white
Snapshots of your old self, in a better light
Ghosts and regrets back again, I can see it in your eyes
Send them home, let ’em go
Don’t you think it’s time? You drew a circle around Georgia, can you tell me why? [Verse 1]
Spread the map on the table, with the coffee stain
Put your finger on the places, show me where you’ve been
Is that California, where your teardrops dried? Every mile mattered! Yeah

[Chorus 1]
It’s history
You can’t rewrite it
You’re not meant to be trapped inside it
Every tear brought you here
Every sorrow gathered
It’s history
And every mile mattered
[Bridge]
And every road and every bend
Every bruise and bitter end
All you squandered, all you spent
It mattered, it mattered
Mercy always finds a way
To wrap your blisters up in grace
And every highway you’d erase
It mattered, it mattered
[Chorus 2]
But it’s history
It don’t define you
You’re free to leave
It all behind you
Every tear brought you here
Every sorrow gathered
It’s history
And every mile mattered!

Royce Da 5’9″ – Barely Human (feat. Tech N9Ne)

[Intro: Krizz Kaliko]
Oheya
Oheya
Ey
Ey
I’m barely
Human
[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
Just stroke my ego
Call me your hero
I’m damned to be this good
I’m barely human
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Cold heart
Sinister sicking ya so-so art
If ya seeking a beating, I can treat and give heapins
Make your ‘fro blow ‘part before yo’ flow starts
Wanna be chopping ’em, knocking ’em all in coffins
And I’m stopping ya slow go kart when I go Mozart
Intricate, never vintage in my sentences
I’m gonna make a bro go shart
Look at me, I’m gonna favor the yeti but with a machete
You better be ready, you in the medi of a killing
I’m deadly when I shred these
Somebody check my head please, I’m edgy
And I’m steady giving hella loving
And I thank you to my niggas who led me to the red beef
Barely human, rarely you in the midst of some scary ruins
Until ya try to swipe my independence, Harry Truman
The Nina, the Nickel, we coming very soon and
Building the wack rapper cemetery to bury you in

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
Just stroke my ego
Call me your hero
I’m damned to be this good
I’m barely human
You stroked my ego
Now I’m your hero
I’m damned to be this good
I’m barely human
[Verse 2: Royce da 5’9"]
King Nickel, Lee Majors
Spending old money, the cake’s stale
I beam triple like three lasers on three pistols on a weight scale
It seem simple, I’m pro-meth, I’m pro-magazine
This literature unfold half
Your team lean with you and I’m a nomad
Roaming out in the street killing MC’s pencils, making ’em rethink
What they write and might end up in yo’ pad
I’m getting dome in my kingdom where
I promise it’ll be no crowning (I promise)
The flow harder than Medusa postpartum
The father of the child’s coast guarding post-crowning
I’m getting money my nigga, it’s funny that nobody thought of you
And if it truly is true to music and induce it to life then my future
Will sound like autotune
Bad grammar and y’all be fucking up no commas
For you to compare me to ’em
He would have to be out of his mind if he barely human

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
Just stroke my ego
Call me your hero
I’m damned to be this good
I’m barely human
You stroked my ego
Now I’m your hero
I’m damned to be this good
I’m barely human

Bobby Brackins – OB (feat. Marc E. Bassy)

Bassy]
When you’re an OB
For me and my homies
Somethings will never change
You know I can’t complain about OB’s
Fuck me and my homies
Somethings will never change
You’ll always be our baby
[Post-Hook: Marc E. Bassy]
OB yeah just an OB yeah
You’re just and OB OB yeah
Yeah just an OB OB
You’re just and OB
You’ll always be our baby Bassy]
And its a lot of things that we can do
We can mix my buddies and your crew
Mess with your girl on the side
So I can not be surprised
[Hook: Marc E. Bassy]
When you’re an OB
For me and my homies
Somethings will never change
You know I can’t complain about OB’s
Fuck me and my homies
Somethings will never change
You’ll always be our baby
[Post-Hook: Marc E. Bassy]
OB yeah just an OB yeah
You’re just and OB OB yeah
Yeah just an OB OB
You’re just and OB
You’ll always be our baby

[Verse 2: Bobby Brackins]
I’ve been thinking about you lately
And thinking about your homegirl lately
And I’m about to pop off no safety
I’m thinking about the dome that you gave me
And I heard its a little birdie around town
So i’ll take you home, get the dome, you go down
You like us, I know now
Make us bust like 4 pounds
[Bridge: Bobby Brackins & Marc E. [Verse 1: Bobby Brackins]
Baddest OB’s I’ma need that
One that sips hen and asks where the tree’s at
Talk to your girlfriends give’em all feed back
Suckers fall in love I can stay detached
Baby I’m on, love my last song
Heard you fucked Nic and Marc to that song
I’ma killa "Hey Ma" Cam’ron
Real nigga fuck you with my pants on
[Bridge: Bobby Brackins & Marc E. Bassy]
And its a lot of things that we can do
We can mix my buddies and your crew
Mess with your girl on the side
So I can not be surprised
[Hook: Marc E.

BROCKHAMPTON – Swamp

They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say? [Video Intro: Ameer Vann & Robert Ontenient]
I could be here all day. They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say? They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say? They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say? They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say? [Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt Champion]
Fucking commas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
Fu-fucking dollas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say? [Verse 2: Merlyn Wood]
Never would’ve have met my friends if not for satellites
Yeah I’ll cuff her even if she do not suck me right
Always planned to be a rapper when I failed at life
Luckily professor failed me at the proper time
Chh-chh, chh, I say please all the time, bitch
Chh-chh, chh, I like white collar crime, bitch
Chh-chh, chh, money digital broke and
Chh-chh, chh, Ghana prince in your messages
[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
My daddy hate me for leavin’ then lets go crazy together
When I tell ya all the things that I’m thinking so that we could get better
But you wanna put my heart on the stretcher
I don’t got insurance for this pressure
Wanna find the benefits, I can’t measure
Try not to run out on my temper
I can see the ash and the ember
That was made from emotional texture
I don’t know why I took this endeavor
Non-identified with our presence
Non-identified we’ll surrender
All of my old friends fair-weather
Gotta treat my heart like a treasure, ’cause all I know is no one else will
[Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt Champion]
Fucking commas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
Fu-fucking dollas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say? They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say? [Verse 1: Ameer Vann]
My daddy taught me how to sell dope, turn grams into elbows
Light it up when the L rolled, black man used to kick doors
Wadn’t no bullets in the guns though, niggas still never argue
Raid the house like the task force, me and my niggas like drug dogs
Find the dope and we take off, fuck my girl with my chain on
Bitch, you tatted my name on it, Yellowstone I was raised on it
Actavis in my baby bottle, baby stroller was an Impala
Niggas like to talk down on me, when I see ’em I don’t hear about it
[Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt Champion]
Fucking commas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
Fu-fucking dollas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say? Down Come on, spit it out…
Me Ilamo Roberto y este es el camino al éxito. They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say? [Verse 4: Joba]
You do not know me
Don’t speak of my homies
You are a phony
Quit pinning shit on me
You gon’ bring out the old me
You don’t wanna know what I wanna do when y’all talk down on my name
I don’t wanna see you in the street ’cause I might catch a case
People smile when they face to face (woo, woo, woo!)
Then turn their back and switch up words you say (ah, ah, ah!)
Running to the papers everyday (woo, woo, woo!)
I’m running to the paper anyway (ah, ah, ah!)
[Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt Champion]
Fucking commas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
Fu-fucking dollas up from the outside, from the outside, from the outside
They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say? They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say? They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say? You’re gonna tell me what I need to know. You’re gonna tell me. They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say? They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say? Are you gonna tell me? They been talkin’ down on me, (huh) what ya say?

Camila Cabello – Havana (feat. Young Thug)

[Intro: Pharrell Williams]
Hey
[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ayy, ayy)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana (ayy)
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners (uh huh)
Havana, ooh na-na
[Verse 1: Camila Cabello]
He didn’t walk up with that "how you doin’?"
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with
(But I can’t without you)
I’m doin’ forever in a minute
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him
He got me feelin’ like
[Pre-Chorus: Camila Cabello]
Oooh-oooh-ooh, I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Oooh-oooh-ooh, and then I had to tell him
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na

[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ayy, ayy)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh)
All of my heart is in Havana (ayy)
My heart is in Havana
Havana, ooh na-na
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Jeffery
Just graduated, fresh on campus, mmm
Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn
Fresh out East Atlanta
Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam (jam)
Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ayy)
Back it on me, shawty cravin’ on me
Get to diggin’ on me (on me)
She waited on me (then what?)
Shawty cakin’ on me, got the bacon on me (wait up)
This is history in the makin’ on me (on me)
Point blank, close range, that be
If it cost a million, that’s me (that’s me)
I was gettin’ mula, man they feel me
[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy, ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, ayy, ayy)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh no)
All of my heart is in Havana (ayy)
My heart is in Havana (ayy)
Havana, ooh na-na

[Bridge: Starrah & Camila Cabello]
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back
Yeah, ayy
Oooh-oooh-ooh
Oooh-oooh-ooh
Take me back to my Havana…
[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy, ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, yeah)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana (ayy)
Havana, ooh na-na
[Outro: Camila Cabello & Starrah]
Uh huh
Oh na-na-na
Oh na-na-na (hey)
Oh na-na-na
No, no, no, take me back
Oh na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na

DJ Green Lantern – Ill (feat. Royce Da 5’9″ & Conway)

[Intro: Westside Gunn]
I’m so ill
(Welcome to Hell where you are welcome to sell)
I-ill
(All scars, we earn ’em, all cars, we learn ’em)
I’m so ill
(When them shells come, you better return ’em)
I-i-ill
[Verse 1: Royce Da 5’9"]
Uh, I came in here with enforcers and with the goons
I never fail, I aim for the stars, came up short and I hit the moon
I’m more G than Voorhees before he had the pumpkin face
Mac 11 thumpin’, chase bitches never dump them, make ’em get out
Control their minds, keep them down on that sunken place
Which is why your boy remains on top
I tell the baddest bitch around
"Hoe, you look like Tory Lanez jump shot"
I use to think raw sex was the sacred shit
‘Til I switch to faithful, ate some sushi from off the chest
Of a naked chick, now I just be dissing hoes
Yeah momma, your son’s grown
I literally turned down your wife so many times
Her pussy lips eyes grilling you while you’re licking it with your fronts on
Either get out my face or I’m defacin’ you with a comment
Rappers like a bunch of baby birds waitin’ for me to vomit
Nigga say that they the illest rhyming, now they got to see me
I’m what’chu call them Detroit problems, now they got DP
Now I got the AR, so now they gotta back up
Lying ’til they got a twelve inch nose, now they got three feet
I’m who your hoes thirst for, you’re the worst floor
Took the Book of Ryan, I keep my story low, I’m the first floor
[Chorus: Westside Gunn]
I-i-ill
(When them shells come, you better return ’em)
I-i-ill
[Verse 2: Conway]
Word on the streets is niggas mad, don’t ruffle a nigga’s feathers
Tell them sucka niggas I said, "Fuck them niggas," whatever
You niggas know y’all can’t fuck with me nigga, never
You can line them niggas up, put a bunch of niggas together
Yeah, extended clip in the pot
The kinda shit that I’m on is reminiscing the pot
Grippin’ the Glock, bandana on, look at the cops
Pickin’ this watch, got the hammer drawn, lift from the top
Nigga you not no gangsta, you just a rapper, I can tell
I can tell it’s fishscale, bust the plastic, I can smell
This for niggas behind the wall to keep the ratchet in they cell
Better stab you ’til you yell, while they passin’ out the mail, yeah
My automatic full of shells, they try to take me out before
But I had to just prevail
I know the goons, the little savages as well
I know the plug, make the call and get a package in the mail
It’s passionate that I’m rapping with these rap niggas for real
Street nigga, but I’m rappin’ like I graduated Yale
I ain’t attracted to the plaques and all the sales
‘Cause if I ain’t the illest rapper, then actually I failed
Look, you must got it confused
Come at me sideways, and get you yo’ spot on the news
You gotta be fooled, shawty get yous, goons body you smooth
Put you in a funeral home, body get views
[Outro: Westside Gunn]
I’m so ill
(Welcome to Hell where you are welcome to sell)
I-ill
(All scars, we earn ’em, all cars, we learn ’em)
I’m so ill
(When them shells come, you better return ’em)
I-i-ill

Don Trip – Puzzle Pieces

Please don’t answer that, I don’t really care
I’m just making conversation I felt tension in the air
Now I’m planning in the era where honesty is rare
But, leave it up to I, I’m gon’ bring it back in style
Food for thought, have a bite, thought I heard your stomach growl
I’ve been fighting all my life ain’t no throwing in the towel
Oh it’s me against the world bet I’m never backing down
Anytime, any place I be waiting in the lounge
From the school of hardknock but instead of cap and gown
We get bulletproof vests and a couple hundred round
No diplomas or certificates just bags of dirty dividends
Now we tryna clean it up buy a couple businesses
Promised momma this was it, promised I would get legit
Now I got a son and my baby momma with the shit
Back to the scale I go
Tried the honest living but the check was pretty low
Broken record here we go, back through life’s revolving door
Most my niggas got no talent if it ain’t involving dope
Goddamn, guess we trapped in the trap
Out here dying for a living
Now how backwards is that? Godspeed! [Verse]
Season greetings heard its snowing in hell
It’s some friends rooting for me really hoping I fail
Ah, well here I go again
Take a picture, show a friend
Even when I fall I’m right back up just like a bowling pin
Words can’t harm me I got alligator skin
You lil’ monkeys vs an alligator, alligator wins
Food for thought, have a bite, I been fighting all my life
I just go for what I want without ever thinking twice
Second guessing so unhealthy, if you off a millisecond
It’s a race against time and you dead if you in second
No, I ain’t make the rules and the rules I don’t abide by
Partners changing colors on a nigga like its tie dye
Focus on the mission staring on the prize wide-eye
Up close and personal I don’t believe in drive-by
Money make these bitches leg spread like a Wi-Fi
Come here messy bih let me stroke it like it 994
Tiger in this bih
I got money old enough to have off writers in this bih
All this balling maybe I deserve a title in this bih
Kill the game have them coming holding lighters in this bih
Who are you? Out here dying for a living
Now how backwards is that?

Higher Brothers – Wudidong

[Hook 1: DZ]
无底洞 X8
My chigga被火焰包围同时掉进了无底洞
Nike, Adidas 当做我陪葬品 无底洞
臭美的bitch卸妆水填不满无底洞
旧的不去新不来的feels like无底洞
[Verse 1: DZ]
Never 审美疲劳 灵感就像一口洞
人有各种癖好 刺激大脑后行动
面对嘴脸虚伪 哥们不予理会
百元大钞气味 深深将我吸引
大量资金来往超过额度导致账户冻结 get money up
Higher Brothers每年写的歌词长度连起来可绕地球两圈
擅长运用trap技术告诉他们大丈夫是如何成为的
Black cab车队最顶尖的driver无证驾驶快全部靠边
[Hook 2: DZ]
My chigga被火焰包围同时掉进了无底洞
Nike, Adidas 当做我陪葬品 无底洞
臭美的bitch卸妆水填不满无底洞
旧的不去新不来的feels like无底洞
[Verse 2: Psy.P]
Wi-Fi开开继续淘宝 快快塞满购物车
外卖还在来的路上 拆开快递等不得
White guy开始模仿我穿着 iPad出的每款都玩过
改改车的轮毂更宽阔 拜拜那些fake的烂货
Bitch看我开着GTR 主动过来说了几句话
性感内衣下面超短裤 越喜欢我越是脾气大
Yeezy Yeezy Yeezy Jordan, Gucci Gucci Gucci Prada
Daddy中文叫做爸爸 钱多钱少不同花法 就像

[Hook 3: DZ]
[无底洞 X8]
[Verse 3: MaSiWei]
Keep being awesome 快点叫我队长 ball like LeBron
前方那片绿洲在发光 产生无限遐想的我在摩拳擦掌
能融化所有的寂静 像帕瓦罗蒂在演歌剧
把愿望清单写进歌里是我的都带走绝不会客气
吸引力定律非常神奇 付出和收获终究成正比
虽然你是个完美主义 可视线无法从我身体上转移
他们举着牌子抗议 我站在领奖台上不太在意
内心妒忌会让你当场暴毙 弱肉强食国际的惯例
还站在原地看我远去 发自内心的我可怜你
我拼了命的改变命运就像个雇佣兵拿到了雇佣金
局势已被我逆转 我早就说过我有预感
睡到床上却又不能入眠 开始怀念录音棚的地板
[Hook 3: DZ]
无底洞 X8

MNEK – Paradise

I tried to be cool but this world was too cruel
For me to sit around and simply drown in fear
So I’m asking you, what would you do
If we could get out of here? Just to have an escape, a distraction
Far away from this life? ‘Cause I’m not tryna go alone
Run away with me to paradise
If you wanna leave, then we can go
‘Cause the real world told me lies
The realest lies ever told
So let’s run away and find paradise
Paradise
And soon paradise will be home
[Post-Chorus]
If you wanna leave
If you wanna go
Baby don’t leave yet
[Verse 1]
Take my hand, shut your eyes and imagine
Wouldn’t it be nice? [Chorus]
Would you like to go to paradise? ‘Cause I’m not tryna go alone
Run away with me to paradise
If you wanna leave, then we can go
‘Cause the real world told me lies
The realest lies ever told
So let’s run away and find paradise
Paradise
And soon paradise will be home
[Outro]
Home
Home
Home
Paradise is in my mind baby
Paradise is in my mind baby
It won’t take to long to find baby
Paradise is in my mind baby
In paradise we’re free
To do what we want to do
In paradise we’re free baby
You can’t run away forever ‘Cause I’m not tryna go alone
Run away with me to paradise
If you wanna leave, then we can go
‘Cause the real world told me lies
The realest lies ever told
So let’s run away and find paradise
Paradise
And soon paradise will be home
[Post-Chorus]
If you wanna leave
If you wanna go
Baby don’t leave yet
[Verse 2]
Your love’s like a fantasy
Nothing like what I saw on the news yesterday
Another man down, blood on the ground
Makes me wanna just run away
Where we run is a mystery
Ignorance is bliss to me
‘Cause whenever I turn on my TV it’s just misery
I tried to be cool but this world’s too cruel
For me to sit around and simply drown in fear
So I’m asking you, what would you do
If we could get out of here, because I want to go

[Chorus]
Would you like to go to paradise? [Intro]
If you wanna leave
If you wanna go
Baby don’t leave
Why don’t we go somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere
Why don’t we go somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere
[Chorus]
Would you like to go to paradise?

The Roots & Bilal – It Ain’t Fair (On Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

Is your poison called a pistol or a pill? Some people say, "Let Jesus take the wheel"
Others say, "Thou shall not kill"
But they don’t tell religion ain’t gon’ pay my bills
We’ve come so far yet here we are
Ruthless God, presumed inferior
We scared o y’all
[Chorus: Bilal]
It ain’t fair
It’s hard when you’re looking for love
And it ain’t there
Or try to read what tomorrow holds
When it ain’t clear
Because the well is running dry
Race tension is running high
Under 21 is far too young to die
My salvation’s under fire
Rising and rising, Oh!! Won’t you my plea, oh? [Intro: Bilal]
Oh brother, hmm
It’s a mystery, yeah
Will you hear my cry? [Verse 4: Black Thought]
To my, Afro, Israelis, Native American, Mexicans
Invested in wrestling with Willie Lynch’s next to kin
The rising of the tide, noose surrounding necks again
Look at how they try to hide proof of all the inexcellence
The only tag you know me as is Holy Swag
Through any glass window, we smash, and bro we back
It’s coming fast, I’m unabashed, so we have
An awareness of the only flag that’s growing fast
I guess I’m tryna minimize regrets, I identify with death
That don’t mean it’s not an uninvited guest
I’m just tryna answer all of my requests
And express in 140 characters or less
Why I’m the best educator, re-legislated, premeditated
Dedicated, heavy weight that ever paid it with blood
Not tuition without a cop’s permission
I got a pot to piss in despite the opposition
Listen

[Chorus: Bilal]
Oh, it ain’t fair
It’s hard when you’re looking for love
But it ain’t there
Try to read what tomorrow holds
And it ain’t clear
Because the well is running dry
And it ain’t fair
No, it ain’t there
No, it ain’t fair
Looking for justice and it’s just us
It ain’t fair
There’s a riot going on out there
And it ain’t fair
When your protector is your predator
It ain’t fair
No, it ain’t fair
No, it ain’t fair
Y’all just gon’ turn the other way
No, it ain’t fair
Turn a bloody cheek on these bloody streets
It ain’t fair
It ain’t fair
It ain’t fair
No, it ain’t fair
No, no
No, no
No, no
No, no Cause I’ll never know (I’ll never know)
How it feels (how it feels)
How it feels (how it feels)
Oh, how it feels (how it feels)
To be
To be
Free
[Verse 1: Bilal]
People swear they won’t but they’re walking in their sleep
I pray the Lord their souls to keep
Because wolves disguised as sheep patrol our streets
And we all know that what you sow, you shall reap
Those who do know, you should teach
Through every loophole, we gon’ leap until you reach
A common ground and become unbound
Because when your whole town becomes a battleground
Tears raining down
[Chorus: Bilal]
Because it ain’t fair
It’s hard when you’re looking for love
And it ain’t there
Or try to read what tomorrow holds
When it ain’t clear
Because the well is running dry
Race tension is running high
Under 21 is far too young to die
My salvation’s under fire
This marks a rising of the tide

[Verse 2: Black Thought]
Every day I wear a mask like an umpire
Guess a nigga gotta laugh to keep from crying
Tonight another friend passed on the young side
It’s bad ’cause a good friend’s hard to come by
Justice is never color blind, never gun shy
The one crime, you may never see the sun shine
We know of one times, giving you the finger
’round hearing me, fuck you, it’s not the number one sign
I hear they turning downtown to the front line
It’s something like the same place but it ain’t safe
They took it from the human race to a tank chase
The Devil feeding off hate so he gain weight
There’s tainted water in the well, so we can’t taste
People dazed and amazed though it ain’t grace
Impossible to co-exist in the same space
Enter the black saint with the war paint face
[Verse 3: Bilal]
This generation, we’ve forsaken all that’s real
What emotions do we feel?

Vince Staples & Juicy J – Big Fish (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

I got you
[Chorus: Juicy J]
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
I was up late night balling
So far from my past misfortune
No sleepin’, late nights no eatin’
Gun squeezing, I’m a real Artesian
Ramona, I was round that corner
Still down, I’m a Norf Norf soldier
G slide right down do Sawyer
When we slide, you won’t see morning
Another story of a young black man
Tryna make it up out that jam, god damn
Bag back, let me make my bands, got plans
If you hatin’ don’t shake my hand
Take it easy, homie
Reminiscin’ sitting in that Benz
Of the 22 bus stop way back when
With the 22, 5 shot eyes on scan
For the click, clack, clap
Or the boop, bop, bam, cuz

[Chorus: Juicy J]
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
It’s funny I was going crazy not too long ago
Women problems every morning like the Maury show
Swimming upstream while I’m tryna keep my bread
From the sharks make me wanna put the hammer to my head
At the park politickin’ with the kids
Tryna get em on a straight path, got the lames mad
Know they hate to see me make cash, got the space dash
In the foreign with the GPS addressed to your mama house
Compensation conversations what I’m all about
Took the smart route, never been marked out
Shoulda been dead broke, shoulda been chalked out
But it didn’t happen, now it’s time to get it cracking
Quarterbackin’ like I’m 40 Water
Mix the holy water with the Voss
Wanna be the boss then you gotta pay the cost
Learned it from the Dogg I’m from Long Beach
That’s the city where the skinny carry strong heat

[Chorus: Juicy J]
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousand You want that over there? You want that over there? [Intro: Juicy J]
You can get anything you want
Know what I’m saying?