Slaine Vs. Termanology – Life Of A Drug Addict

I even miss my plane too
But fuck rapping I’m through
In the mirror staring back, “What the fuck happened to you?”

[Hook: Catero]
Just another day ‘bout to live my life
The same old thing
Just another day ‘bout to live my life
The same old thing
Just another day ‘bout to live my life
The same old thing
Just another day ‘bout to live my life
The same old thing
Yeah Nobody talking to you
Only thing they wish for you is a coffin for you
‘Cause you missed your grandma’s funeral
Cocaine residue on your cuticle
In high school you had a cutie too
Damn, what the fuck happened to you? [Hook]
Just another day ‘bout to live my life
The same old thing
[Verse 2: Slaine]
I know how it feel to wake up with your heart skipping
Couple pills stop the shakes ‘fore you start sipping
Wifey with the mouth smart, bitching in the dark kitchen
Kicked me out the house, start drinking. I would not listen
Hit the door with my socks, different routes of the pedico spot
See what Chico got, then I start sniffing
He got a bitch, high as hell who like to speak a lot
She’s fly as well, so we feed her blow, that’s how we keep a lot
Lose a few hours there then buy a little more
‘Till I meet Mariah who’s a flyer little whore
The more that she got wired, her attires on the floor
She’d get a little higher and she’d lie a little more
Days I lost before I came too
I miss a studio. [Hook: Catero]
Just another day ‘bout to live my life
The same old thing
[Verse 1: Termanology]
You wake up feeling dope sick
From all the liquor and the coke sniff
Your hangover is ferocious
Bags under your shit like a boat trip
Staring in the mirror lost
Malnutrition since they cut the umbilical cord
Definition of a screw-up
When you was young, daddy used to beat you up
So now you got an excuse
Crush a couple pills up that you could toss in your juice
Family hates you.

Ski Mask the Slump God – My Mind

[Intro]
Natra
Yuh, fuck out my mind, bottle, ayy
Six on me, six, ayy, gold on me, hey
Bottle
[Chorus]
I can’t control, this mind of mine, huh
Yet I climb, huh, and I get high
I can’t control, this mind of mine
Yet I climb, while I get high
[Verse]
Ayy, ayy, I tell ’em one hunnid, ’cause I’m one hunnid
And her nigga runnin’, when I’m in her tummy
Ayy-ayy, these niggas so ass, I bought them a seat cushion
Niggas so sad, tryna be the shit like poopy pushin’
Said these niggas cats, like they Chinese food
They don’t want beef, likin’ Tofu
Got my balls in the right spot, like Kill Bill, dawg
I’m not Nate Dogg, but got a whole soul, huh
Uh, so tell them niggas three hunna, ’cause my age is three hunna
Roman Gucci toga, cost me ’bout six baby strollers
Ayy, she wanna tell me somethin’ special
Just like she a fortune cookie, or wet like loogie
When she be droppin’ that neck
I just humina, humina, humina, okay, ayy
Just like I was a lil’ flower seed
You was a Sun to me, I take your energy
Drop-top like Kennedy, heard what I said to these people
Speak with them bees, like I’m spendin’ on Louie tees

[Chorus]
I can’t control, this mind of mine, I
Yet I climb, and I get high (it’s a mothafuckin’ celebration)
I can’t control, this mind of mine (you can’t stop me, wooh!)
Yet I climb, while I get high

MC Eiht – Got That (feat. DJ Premier)

Got that! Got that! Real Compton authentic! Got that! You’re reppin’ the west, Eiht? Geah! Got that! Leave it to your nigga to bring it back
More than your average
More than your ordinary (got that)
Compton official
Most wanted nigga! You’re smokin’ that good, Eiht? Got that! You’re smokin’ that good, Eiht? Leave it to your nigga to bring the streets back and uh
You’re reppin’ the hood, Eiht? (g-g-geah)
You’re reppin’ the west, Eiht? You’re reppin’ the west, Eiht? Got that! I got that! (geah)
I got that! [MC Eiht]
Blue Stamp
Brenk we gon’ get ’em on this one
Let’s get ’em LOC
[Verse 1 : MC Eiht]
I’m one hundred from the hood point of view (geah)
West-west y’all my hood niggas stay true (west)
My jeans still sag, the color still blue
Hood shit, nigga spit geah, only a few
That’s what it do LOC, I don’t flip
Gang shit for the grip compton on [?]
And it’s so necessary I don’t follow the speech
My motto be the hollow point slug for each
Fuck the radio, ban me, they can’t stand me
Never winnin’ a grammy, still gon’ [?]
Bitch give a fuck about swag
I’m a real D boy check the duffel bag
Compton till I die, or somebody kill
The hood got me back like that for real
Nigga chill got it back on lock
That real deal heavy weight flood the bock (geah)
[Hook : DJ Premier & MC Eiht]
You’re reppin’ the hood, Eiht? Got that! I got that! You’re reppin’ the west, Eiht? You’re smokin’ that good, Eiht? Got that! You’re smokin’ that good, Eiht? I got that! (g-g-g-geah, I bring it back and uh)
You’re reppin’ the hood, Eiht? Got that! Nobody but your nigga
Rep to get dough just like he should (geah)
Eiht never change programs
Dance records, muthafucka slow jams
For the bitches that smoke and love real Gs
Nappy ass head niggas with tatts like hes (g-geah)
Please believe, yes indeed
Eiht keep it straight till our minds off greed (yes)
Geah give ’em what they need
Real dead, watch suckers mislead
[Hook : DJ Premier & MC Eiht]
You’re reppin’ the hood, Eiht? You’re smokin’ that good, Eiht? Leave it to your nigga to bring the streets back and uh
You’re reppin’ the hood, Eiht? Hold up

[Verse 2 : MC Eiht]
History a violence
Move silence
Compton keep it bang, here’s your daily guidance uh-huh uh-huh
Nigga I be the truth
Every line is mines I spit in the booth
Tryna make that shit that make you feel good
Never commercial, Eiht real hood
Who would? (got that)
Geah! Brenk Sinatra on the beat (got that)
[?] wanna hear this shit right here? Blue Stamp official
Year Round muthafuckas
Geah! You’re smokin’ that good, Eiht? Got that! You’re reppin’ the west, Eiht? Got that! I got that! You’re reppin’ the west, Eiht? [Verse 3 : MC Eiht]
Geah, it’s hood shit when the streets start yellin’
That west coast dope, muthafuckas keep sellin’
Anybody tellin’, keep spreadin’ word
Authentic to the ear, so pure you heard
Everything is bomb
When the real gon’ drop so these niggas gon’ [?]
Stop in the name of the streets
These niggas tryna serve y’all backin’ soda [?]
Tryna [?] top when their shit don’t pop
In the land of the lost, scream hell is hot
One shot make me kill niggas chance
Indeed take a chance be the circumstance
Eiht got the flava of the year
Gangsta ’round here with my nigga Premier
Steer clear for the weapon’s test
Enemy to your hood so they make an arrest

[Hook + Outro : DJ Premier & MC Eiht]
You’re reppin’ the hood, Eiht? Got that!

Maroon 5 – What Lovers Do (feat. SZA) (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

You gotta tell me if you love me or not, love me or not, love me or not
Been wishin’ for you, am I lucky or not, lucky or not, lucky or not? [Verse 1: Adam Levine]
Say say say, hey hey now baby
Oh my my, don’t play now baby
Say say say, hey hey now baby
So let’s get one thing straight now baby
Tell me tell me if you love me or not, love me or not, love me or not
I bet the house on you, am I lucky or not, lucky or not, lucky or not? Are we too grown to play around? Oh and I can’t wait forever baby
Both of us should know better

{Hook: Adam Levine & SZA]
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin’ for you
Ooh, ooh
Try to do what lovers do (ooh)
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin’ for you
Ooh, ooh
Try to do what lovers do (ooh)
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin’ for you
Ooh, ooh
Try to do what lovers do (ooh)
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin’ for you
Ooh, ooh
Try to do what lovers do (ooh) You gotta tell me if you love me or not, love me or not, love me or not
Been wishin’ for you am I lucky or not, lucky or not, lucky or not? [Hook: Adam Levine]
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin’ for you
Ooh, ooh
Try to do what lovers do (ooh)
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin’ for you
Ooh, ooh
Try to do what lovers do (ooh)
What lovers do
What lovers do
What lovers do
[Bridge: Adam Levine & SZA]
Are we too grown for games? Are we too grown to mess around? Young enough to chase
But old enough to know better
Are we too grown for changin’? [Hook: Adam Levine]
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin’ for you
Ooh, ooh
Try to do what lovers do (ooh)
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin’ for you
Ooh, ooh
Try to do what lovers do (ooh)
[Verse 2: SZA]
Say say say, hey hey now baby
You gon’ make me hit you with that lay down, baby (oh)
Say say say, hey hey now baby
You know what I need, you don’t have to cave, now baby

[Chorus: Adam Levine]
Tell me, tell me if you love me or not, love me or not, love me or not
I bet the house on you, am I lucky or not, lucky or not, lucky or not?

Lil Uzi Vert – The Way Life Goes (Remix) (feat. Nicki Minaj)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Nicki Minaj]
That’s true, that’s right (Uzi)
She’s sippin’ Moet, and yeah I swear it gets her wetter
My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder
No I’m not a rat, but I’m all about my cheddar
Just talked to your homie, she said we should be together
Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header
If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her
But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Now you beggin’ this a doozy
But beggars cannot by choosey
Been the queen for eight summers
Just tell them to call me Suzy
This that Nicki, this that Uzi
This Hennessy got me woozy
Broke the internet in 5411’s and some Gucci
The blue ribbons eatin’ sushi
It’s that real good coochie
This that wet as Chattahoochee
Fuck all y’all like a hoochie
Givin’ them bars since the teens
I ain’t goin’ back to juvie
I am Nicki Yamaguchi
‘Cause I skate with the ice
I don’t say what’s the price
Lookin’ like it’s a heist
I been winnin’ all my life
On a roll, it’s a dice
Since that Itty Bitty Piggy
Rep my city like comittees
If you fucked it up with Nicki
You feel pretty fuckin’ shitty (uh)
Anyway, I’m stoppin’ bags like the TSA
Listen up you little bitches, it’s a PSA
I’m still shadin’ these niggas, yeah the DITA way
You gotta pay me flat bread, yeah the pita way

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
I know you’re sad and tired
You’ve got nothin’ left to give
You’ll find another life to live
I know that you’ll get over it
[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Wish I never ever ever told you things
I was only only tryna show you things
Iced out heart on your neck tried to froze your ring
I had to get a me a new bitch to hold the pain
We was in Hawaii lookin’ at the ring
She smilin’ happy, but I’m laughin’ ’cause her man’s a lame
(broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi)
Damn, that just goes to show me money don’t attract a thing (real shit)
Stuck to the plan even though you used to go with my mans
Oh get over it
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
I know it hurts sometimes, but you’ll get over it
You’ll find another life to live
I swear that you’ll get over it
And I know you’re sad and tired
You’ve got nothin’ left to give
You’ll find another life to live
I know that you’ll get over it

[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
See I tied up my RAF you strapped up your Rick
Diamonds on your neck, ice all on my wrist
Complement my style
She don’t want me, I’m runnin’ wild
You know I respect her on that level
She don’t want me then I’ma let her
Go over there with that broke fella
Walk off my Saint Laurent, that leather
My new chick I swear that she better
Want me back, never (ooh)
[Pre-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
That’s true, that’s right
She’s sippin’ Moet, and yeah I swear it gets her wetter
My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder
No I’m not a rat, but I’m all about my cheddar
Just talked to your homie, she said we should be together
Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header
If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her
But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her
[Chorus: Oh Wonder & Lil Uzi Vert]
I know it hurts sometimes, but you’ll get over it (woah)
You’ll find another life to live
I swear that you’ll get over it (you’ll get over it)
I know it hurts sometimes, but you’ll get over it (no, no)
You’ll find another life to live (you will)
I know that you’ll get over it (oh)

[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
You’ll get over it
I know that you’ll get over it
I know it’s over
Check out my cold shoulder (nothin’ left to give)
I know its over
Cry on that hoe shoulder (you’ll get over it)
We used be
Kissin’ in the tree
Member it was just you and me
Kissin’ in the tree
Member it was you was just you and me
K-i-s-s-i-n-g
K-i-s-s-i-n-g-e-e-e-e-e-e, uh

Lil Kim – Took Us A Break

[Hook]
We took us a break but we back now
Ain’t nothing gon’ throw off this cash cow
I pull up and skrrt in that foreign thang
All I see is the streets when we back out
Took us a break but we back now
Back in this bitch with a bag now
Sour niggas stay hating on us
And the bitter bitches, got ’em mad now
[Post-Hook]
Ain’t nothing more important than this money, baby
Counting nothing but 20s, 50s and these 100s, baby
Ain’t nothing more important than this money, baby
Ain’t nothing more important than this money, baby
[Verse 1]
Landing jets at the border
Rolls Royce is my taxi to the hotels on the water
Quarter mill when I’m landing, nigga
Killing ’em slow, then torture
Rented out the whole top floor
Penthouse just for my daughter
You broke bitches out of order
I’m a bad bitch with some old money
Yeah, I’m balling but I want some more money
Pop the Lamborghini in the living room
Elevated to the master room
My rooftop got a rooftop
Bomb pussy, that’s a boombox
Buscemi this, Givenchy that
Spent a rack on some Gucci tube socks
In Dubai I’m skiing in the summer
Surfing waves in the winter time
They calling me the young gunner
The way I body these jeans is such a crime
They got a love-hate type of thang for me
When it come to Kim there’s no thinner line
Got bigger fish to fry
Eat you so called sharks at dinner time
[Hook]
We took us a break but we back now
Ain’t nothing gon’ throw off this cash cow
I pull up and skrrt in that foreign thang
All I see is the streets when we back out
Took us a break but we back now
Back in this bitch with a bag now
Sour niggas stay hating on us
[Lyrics from: https:/lyrics.az/lil-kim/-/took-us-a-break.html]
And the bitter bitches, got ’em mad now
[Post-Hook]
Ain’t nothing more important than this money, baby
Counting nothing but 20s, 50s and these 100s, baby
Ain’t nothing more important than this money, baby
Ain’t nothing more important than this money, baby
[Bridge]
One, zero, zero, zero, bitch, then a comma
Zero, zero, zero, zero, bitch
[Verse 2]
We took us a break but we back now
Bitter bitches, got ’em mad now
Sour niggas stay hating on me
‘Cause I’m hanging clothes from these racks now
I was raised in a school of hard knocks
These bitches is class clowns
Giving y’all my old clothes
My old flows, like hand-me-downs
I see ya watching my Snap
Tryna see what else you could jack
100 grand with the cheese in the trap
Better catch me a rat
[?]
Pussy nigga give a lap dance
Black and yellow Rari, that’s a beehive
Eat up the Ghost like Pac Man
Man, I love them two-seaters
Killing shit like the Reaper
Buying shit for no reason
It’s always Lil’ Kim season
[Hook]
We took us a break but we back now
Ain’t nothing gon’ throw off this cash cow
I pull up and skrrt in that foreign thang
All I see is the streets when we back out
Took us a break but we back now
Back in this bitch with a bag now
Sour niggas stay hating on us
And the bitter bitches, got ’em mad now
[Post-Hook]
Ain’t nothing more important than this money, baby
Counting nothing but 20s, 50s and these 100s, baby
Ain’t nothing more important than this money, baby
Ain’t nothing more important than this money, baby

Young M.A – Walk

who ‘dem? [Verse 1]
They was tryna get me, they was tryna get me out
Like y’all don’t know what I’m about
Y’all do it for the clout
The streets like "where you at?"
I told niggas I’m en route
I was working at the house, in the stu
Sleepin’ on the couch, tryna figure out
What my next move is
Come move with the movement
I see through you old transparent niggas
Who you guys think you foolin’? Now niggas just tryna figure out
When the next joint coming out
Oh, nowadays niggas want favors
But if you talk about money
Well homie then we can work somethin’ out
Louis scarf for my right side
Yeah nigga that’s the right side
Give my blood niggas high-fives, hi five
Her eyes chink and her pussy pink like high eyes
Bad chick, but that don’t mean I won’t bring her ass right to Popeyes
Two piece and a thigh for you
I ain’t paying if the price high
Get money, act broke, that’s the motto I apply by
Never boujee, we on vacay, pourin’ Henny in the Mai Tai’s
Never change, I’m still the same
Drinkin’ Minute Maid with the hot fries
In the club, in V.I.P with y’all bitches and my guys
We get money, we don’t want beef
Take that beef shit to Five Guys
Start shit, got five guys with five 9’s, hit you five times
Extendos on the chopper, niggas thought we was carryin’ a tripod
Niggas like "where the hoes at?"
My bad, it’s where the thots hide
Them lame niggas there
It’s more poppin’ here on my side
Fake niggas move left, real niggas move clockwise
Blew a check at the jeweler
‘Cause I won’t wear it nigga if it’s not
Fuckin’ mine That’s exactly what they hate about me
They around me when the sun rise, when the sun shining
But where the fuck y’all was at when it was cloudy? And I’m hoppin’ out the Benz
Givenchy by the lens, I ain’t come here for French
I came here to make money, save money, then I spend
M.A, where you been
Don’t you do that shit again

[Interlude]
You think I give a fuck what a hater got to say about me? The blunt is out
Pour me up when my cup is out
Didn’t mean to fuck her
She had a cramp so I rubbed it out
Kick bitches out, wave bye with my rubber out
Your opinion doesn’t matter
That’s one thing I don’t give a fuck about
Dick riding, ass kissing
That’s somethin’ I know nothing ’bout
Everybody in the same lane
So I went and took the other route
Baggin’ weed in my mother house
If she knew she would cuss me out
Same black tee, same sweatpants
Oh well, had to bum it out
Young M.A this, Young M.A that
Damn nigga what the fuss about? Fake niggas please get the hell from around me
I don’t even know why these niggas is around me
That was the same niggas that doubt me
[Verse 2]
Louis pack got me buggin’ out
Louis scarf, gotta thug it out
New chain, had to flood it out
My money never runnin’ out
Cut the check bih
Tell them hatin’ niggas cut it out
Where the light at? We bhillen’ bhillen’
Pinky ring drippin’ drippin’
My necklace is jewelin’
Tre Pound got a bark
Park a nigga like amusement
No clowns over here, no haha, no amusement
Nah, nah, we ain’t losin’
Y’all got us confused with them other niggas over there
Who ‘dem?

Vance Joy – Like Gold

[Verse 1]
Time to let it go
It won’t let go of me
Hanging by a thread
Cutting the cord and then falling back into the
Black ’cause if I don’t
If I wait ’til it feels right
I’ll be waiting my whole life
Closing my eyes, remember how we were like
[Chorus]
Gold, when you see me
Hi, if you need me
Babe, that’s the way it was
That’s the history
Blue, how we used to roar
Like an open fire
That’s the way it was
But that’s history
[Post-Chorus]
O-o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o
That’s the way it was
But that’s history
O-o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o
That’s the way it was
But that’s history

[Verse 2]
I have a memory
You’re visiting me at night
Climbing in my bed
You were so quiet that you never woke me
I love the way you could
See the good in everything
But, do we fuel the fire? Closing my eyes, remember how we were like
[Chorus]
Gold, when you see me
Hi, if you need me
Babe, that’s the way it was
That’s the history
Blue, how we used to roar
Like an open fire
That’s the way it was
But that’s history
[Verse 3]
Started with a word
Now, look at where we are
Everything we’ve done
It’s there on our faces for anyone willing to
Read between the lines
Now, look at where we are
Everything we’ve done
It’s there on our faces for anyone willing to

[Chorus]
O-o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o
That’s the way it was
But that’s history
O-o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o
That’s the way it was
But that’s history
[Bridge]
Well, I got a feeling
Darling, it’s possible
‘Cause love’s got no ceiling
Now, that it’s just so strong
And I got a feeling
Like everything is possible
I’m trying to change
M-m-m-m-m
[Chorus]
Gold, when you see me
Hi, if you need me
Babe, that’s the way it was
That’s the history
Blue, how we used to roar
Like an open fire
That’s the way it was
But that’s history

[Verse 3]
Started with a word
Now, look at where we are
Everything we’ve done
It’s there on our faces for anyone willing to
Read between the lines
Now, look at where we are
Everything we’ve done
Started out with just one
[Chorus]
O-o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o-o
O-o-o-o
Gold, when you see me
Hi, if you need me
Babe, that’s the way it was
But that’s history

Tee Grizzley – Win

[Chorus]
Look me in my eyes, nigga, I’ma win
I’ma get this money, nigga, I’ma live
First nigga in my family with some legal bread
Had to risk it all just to win big
I could stack them hunnids to the roof
I ain’t stopping ’til they stack to the moon
Nigga, without me, my family wouldn’t have food
Anybody go against me gotta lose (Helluva made this beat, baby)
[Verse 1]
90’s baby but I get to that money like ’86 again
Lost pops and fell off, we back rich again
Gotta thank God for that prison bid
Music got us looking like the family’s selling bricks again
Been on tour, been on TV, own businesses
Still I pull up with that stick and flip the whip you in (Brr)
You don’t wanna hear bout indictments in the case I caught
Then, bitch, quit listening (Turn off)
Free Mar Mar, he innocent
I was in the county indigent, now my pendant lit
Bitches love me, they go crazy ’bout that real nigga shit
Used to be a young follower, I was ignorant
If you don’t want me to fuck her, go everywhere with that bitch, nigga
I’ll drop a bird on your head
That chopper’ll blow a third of the nerves out your head
Talking cash, shit, and we murdering that man
When they put them teddy bears on the curb for your ass, you lost

[Chorus]
Look me in my eyes, nigga, I’ma win
I’ma get this money, nigga, I’ma live
First nigga in my family with some legal bread
Had to risk it all just to win big
I could stack them hunnids to the roof
I ain’t stopping ’til they stack to the moon
Nigga, without me, my family wouldn’t have food
Anybody go against me gotta lose
[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
700K in here and my bag in this room
But it’s only for your eyes, why your man’s in this room? This what they like, so I’ma make the shit
But even still, this my life, I gotta claim this shit
So even if they didn’t like it, I ain’t changing shit, nigga

[Outro]
Look me in my eyes, nigga, I’ma win
I’ma get this money, nigga, I’ma live
First nigga in my family with some legal bread
So I can buy whatever ice, buy whatever crib
I could stack them hunnids to the roof
I ain’t stopping ’til they stack to the moon, nigga
Without me, my family wouldn’t have food
Anybody go against me gotta lose, nigga I don’t know if he a snitch, now it’s blood on your hands
If you think I’m ’bout to let him leave alive, you a fool
Got a record deal, my label don’t like you when I hang out (For real)
And let me know that they ain’t know me ‘fore I came out
Kevin Liles, I know it’s a risk to have these chains out
But I’m that same nigga that’ll knock a nigga brains out
Ex bitch ran off with the Rollie, hope she make it stretch
I could’ve kicked her lil’ dirty ungrateful ass
But I’m more mad at myself for tryna date her, ayy
Plus I make 30 for a show, so I’ma make it back
Used to order Wendy’s fries, bring a shake with that
Now its Benihana rice, put some steak on that
The Mustang used to always run out of gas
Now I’m in that Wraith, touch the paint and it’s a body bag, nigga

[Chorus]
Look me in my eyes, nigga, I’ma win
I’ma get this money, nigga, I’ma live
First nigga in my family with some legal bread
Had to risk it all just to win big
I could stack them hunnids to the roof
I ain’t stopping ’til they stack to the moon
Nigga, without me, my people wouldn’t have food
Anybody go against me gotta lose
[Verse 3]
I wanna see niggas win but everybody, you can’t eat around
Some niggas, I wouldn’t even go to sleep around
They had the bag, but ain’t help me when they see me down
Same niggas DM’ing me tryna be around
Bitch, they see that Wraith and they think Meek around
Can’t be around on choppers the [?] three around
Come get your friendly ass bitch before I beat her down
After I fuck, never again will she be around
It’s crazy when your own people wanna bring you down
These niggas don’t even know what they wanna beef about
He shot at me, and that’s somethin’ I can’t sleep about
Drop his mama, leave the town, bitch, we even now (Brr)
How you gon’ motivate the youth, rapping that gangster shit?

Statik Selektah – Put Jewels On It (feat. Run The Jewels)

Put jewels on it
Who want it? Put jewels on it
Who want it? Banging on my adversaries
Like who really run this? The bright lights of fuckery stuck in me, Statik

[Outro]
Who want it? Put jewels on it
Put jewels on it Who want it? [Intro: El-P]
Hey, Statik
Give me a [?], like 2—woo—
Like 2AM
Aye
[Verse 1: El-P]
I came up on some brain-blown-full-of-smoke, living-in-a-Terrordome, that-kid-born-to-kill-a-king-with-my-hand shit
Put ’em up, runners run amok, gonna gun ’em up
Sun ’em up, what a run of luck, I’m a ton of fun
Fuckers wanna run it up, stunna runner up
I’m a number 1, wake up with the sun, thinkin’ make a buck
What a clutch, every buck he touch getting crumpled up
Suck it up, fold the fuckers guts ’til he double up
Double down, dummies get a crown when I’m in the dust
Dead and done so that he delayed baby, wait baby
This is not a drill, baby, Jamie is a thrill
$100,000 bill, y’all, all laws get the deal
What are [?]
I don’t bow to Zod or no man, what
Roll me like you POTUS in an ocean made of klan nut
And Mikey, most of these soldiers are simply so-called
The holster they holding is empty
The toaster that they imagine they venting
And putting holes in their enemies simply doesn’t exist
We buffalo run ’em off cliff

[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
Look at Mikey flow, look at Mikey go
Look at Mikey, Jamie making milli like nobody know
Mikey he went maniac like Wayne when he went Wayne-iac
And did a milli but I been this silly, really
And you motherfuckers really know that you’ve been really feel me
But you hid emotions, so I know you fuckers really fear me, fear me
Fuck your coulda shoulda woulda stooda stutter
I’m a mother-fucker, ask your baby mother, mother fucker music, boy
Talking jheri curl greasy, boy
Nigga with an attitude, Westside Atlanta, young Eazy, boy
I [beat] your girl, flapjack flat flapback black flow flipper flap flap
Take that, I don’t argue, oh nigga
Get nervous in my old age [?] nobody
Make your self [?] take a shot [?]
I only trust Jamie, I don’t trust nobody
And if you fuck with him, bullet holes in yo’ body
[Sample: “Lie, Cheat, & Steal”]
Who really run this? The bright lights of fuckery stuck in me, automatic
Who really run this? Who want it? Who want it? Violence might be necessary
Who really run this?

David Guetta & Afrojack – Dirty Sexy Money (feat. Charli XCX & French Montana) (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1: Charli XCX]
Woah, woooh
I want you bad, want you bad, want you bad
Saw you in the moonlight
Think you lookin’ fine, want you bad
Got me good, never turn back (oooh)
I make you mine, make you mine, make you mine
Coming for the taking, promise you are wearing the crown
Number one, spin your head around
[Pre-Chorus: Charli XCX]
Woooh, tell me what you want and I can do it to you
I’m a million dollars, make your wishes come true
Calling out you’re, calling out, calling out you’re
Never seen a girl like this before
[Chorus: Charli XCX]
If you wanna pu-pu-pu-pu-put it on me
You’re not gonna ge-ge-ge-ge-get it for free
Come on spend that dirty sexy money on me, on me, on me
You got to pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
If you wanna do-do-do-do-do it freaky
24/7, no-no-no-no-no sleep
Come on put that dirty sexy money on me, on me, on me
You got to pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up

[Verse 2: Charli XCX]
Put your skin on my skin, on my skin, on my skin
Love it when we touchin’, love it when we fuckin’, my love
Make you high in a heartbeat, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Charli XCX]
Woooh, tell me what you want and I can do it to you
I’m a million dollars, make your wishes come true
Calling out you’re, calling out, calling out you’re
Never seen a girl like this before
[Chorus: Charli XCX]
If you wanna pu-pu-pu-pu-put it on me
You’re not gonna ge-ge-ge-ge-get it for free
Come on spend that dirty sexy money on me, on me, on me
You got to pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
If you wanna do-do-do-do-do it freaky
24/7, no-no-no-no-no sleep
Come on put that dirty sexy money on me, on me, on me
You got to pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
[Verse 3: French Montana]
Clap, clap, clap, clap
Go on move your body
Clap, clap, clap, clap
Baby move your body
Clap, clap, clap, clap
You ain’t gotta fight it
Clap, clap, clap, clap
What you need, I got it
Louis shoes, cop boots, top down, you
Diamond juice, all I see is you, right now, you
All I want is you, you
Tunnel vision, you, you
All I need is you, I’ma put it on you (you)

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
If you wanna pu-pu-pu-pu-put it on me
You’re not gonna ge-ge-ge-ge-get it for free
Come on spend that dirty sexy money on me, on me, on me
You got to pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
If you wanna do-do-do-do-do it freaky
24/7, no-no-no-no-no sleep
Come on put that dirty sexy money on me, on me, on me
You got to pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up

Milck – Ooh Child

Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh-oo child
Things’ll get brighter
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh-oo child
Things’ll get brighter
Some day, yeah
We’ll get it together and we’ll get it all done
Some day
When your head is much lighter
Some day, yeah
We’ll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
Some day
When the world is much brighter
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna be easier
Ooh-oo child
Things’ll get be brighter
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna be easier
Ooh-oo child
Things’ll get be brighter
Some day, yeah
We’ll get it together and we’ll get it all done
Some day
When your head is much lighter
Some day, yeah
We’ll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
Some day
When the world is much brighter
Some day, yeah
We’ll get it together and we’ll get it all done
Some day
When your head is much lighter
Some day, yeah
We’ll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun
Some day
When the world is much brighter
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh-oo child
Things’ll get brighter
Ooh-oo child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh-oo child
Things’ll get brighter
Right now, right now
(you just wait and see how things are gonna be)

Steve Aoki – How Else Live (feat. Rich The Kid & ILoveMakonnen)

How else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? I had to trap in a vacant
Swerving a Rari in Vegas
Mama we finally made it
Little bit of racks, I’m a trapstar
She ride me like a pornstar
I’mma stack the bricks in the backyard
Taught her how to whip it, turn the white hard
I can’t take her on a date, this ain’t chicken dinner
Put my wrist in the pot, I could make it flip up
I’m tired of all this whippin’ in the kitchen
But how else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? I’m getting kinda tired of all this cooking in the kitchen, oh
How else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’, gon’, gon’
Whip
You know my shit is the best
I feel like I should stop and retire as a vet
And probably maybe put on a new shit
Oh, damn I’m on the cruise ship
I’m tired of all this whippin’ in the kitchen
But how else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? Whip
How else am I gon’ get it? I put her in Givenchy
I got these bitches trippin’
Was young, I wanted a Bentley
I promise I’m gon’ whip it
How else am I gon’ get it? Yeah (Steve Aoki)
I’m tired of all this whippin’ in the kitchen
But how else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? Whip
How else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? (two boy) How else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? Whip
How else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? I’m getting kinda tired of all this cooking in the kitchen
How else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? How else am I gon’ get it? Whip
How else am I gon’ get it?

Taylor Swift – Call It What You Want (Lyric Video)

[Intro]
Ohh-ohh, ohh-ohh, ohh-ohh, ohh-ohh
Ohh-ohh, ohh-ohh, ohh-ohh, ohh-ohh
Ohh-ohh, ohh-ohh, ohh-ohh, ohh-ohh
Ohh-ohh, ohh-ohh, ohh-ohh, ohh-ohh
[Verse 1]
My castle crumbled overnight
I brought a knife to a gunfight
They took the crown but it’s alright
All the liars are calling me one
Nobody’s heard from me for months
I’m doing better than I ever was
[Chorus]
Cause…
My baby’s fit like a daydream
Walking with his head down
I’m the one he’s walking to
So call it what you want, yeah
Call it what you want to
My baby’s fly like a jet stream
High above the whole scene
Loves me like I’m brand new
So call it what you want, yeah
Call it what you want to

[Verse 2]
All my flowers grew back as thorns
Windows boarded up after the storm
He built a fire just to keep me warm
All the drama queens taking swings
All the jokers dressing up as kings
They fade to nothing when I look at him
And I know I make the same mistakes every time
Bridges burn, I never learn
At least I did one thing right
I did one thing right
I’m laughing with my lover
Making forts under covers
Trust him like a brother
Yeah, you know I did one thing right
Starry eyes sparking up my darkest night
[Chorus]
My baby’s fit like a daydream
Walking with his head down
I’m the one he’s walking to
So call it what you want, yeah
Call it what you want to
My baby’s fly like a jet stream
High above the whole scene
Loves me like I’m brand new
(Call it what you want, call it what you want, call it)
So call it what you want, yeah
Call it what you want to

[Bridge]
I want to wear his initial on a chain round my neck
Chain round my neck
Not because he owns me
But ’cause he really knows me
Which is more than they can say, I
I recall late November, holding my breath
Slowly I said, "You don’t need to save me
But would you run away with me?"
Yes (would you run away?)
[Chorus]
My baby’s fit like a daydream
Walking with his head down
I’m the one he’s walking to
(Call it what you want, call it what you want, call it)
So call it what you want, yeah
Call it what you want to
My baby’s fly like a jet stream
High above the whole scene
Loves me like I’m brand new
(Call it what you want, call it what you want, call it)
So call it what you want, yeah
Call it what you want to
[Outro]
(Call it what you want, call it)
(Call it what you want, call it what you want, call it)
(Call it what you want, call it what you want, call it)
(Call it what you want, call it what you want, call it)
(Call it what you want, call it what you want, call it)
(Call it what you want, call it what you want, call it)
(Call it what you want, call it what you want, call it)
Call it what you want, yeah
Call it what you want
To

Selena Gomez & Marshmello – Wolves (Vertical Video)

[Verse 1]
In your eyes, there’s a heavy blue
One to love, and one to lose
Sweet divine, a heavy truth
Water or wine, don’t make me choose
[Pre-Chorus]
I wanna feel the way that we did that summer night, night
Drunk on a feeling, alone with the stars in the sky
[Chorus]
I’ve been running through the jungle
I’ve been running with the wolves
To get to you, to get to you
I’ve been down the darkest alleys
Saw the dark side of the moon
To get to you, to get to you
I’ve looked for love in every stranger
Took too much to ease the anger
All for you, yeah, all for you
I’ve been running through the jungle
I’ve been crying with the wolves
To get to you, to get to you, to get to you
[Drop]
To get to you
To get to you

[Verse 2]
Your fingertips trace my skin
To places I have never been
Blindly, I am following
Break down these walls and come on in
[Pre-Chorus]
I wanna feel the way that we did that summer night, night
Drunk on a feeling, alone with the stars in the sky
[Chorus]
I’ve been running through the jungle
I’ve been running with the wolves
To get to you, to get to you
I’ve been down the darkest alleys
Saw the dark side of the moon
To get to you, to get to you
I’ve looked for love in every stranger
Took too much to ease the anger
All for you, yeah, all for you
I’ve been running through the jungle
I’ve been crying with the wolves
To get to you, to get to you, to get to you
[Drop]
To get to you
To get to you

[Chorus]
I’ve been running through the jungle
I’ve been running with the wolves
To get to you, to get to you
I’ve been down the darkest alleys
Saw the dark side of the moon
To get to you, to get to you
I’ve looked for love in every stranger
Took too much to ease the anger
All for you, yeah, all for you
I’ve been running through the jungle
I’ve been crying with the wolves
To get to you, to get to you, to get to you