Paul Young – I’m Gonna Tear Your Playhouse Down (Album Version)



[Verse 1:]
You think you’ve got it all set up
You think you’ve got the perfect plan
To charm everyone you see
And playing any game you can
But I’ve got news for you
I hope it don’t hit you too hard
One of these days
While you’re at play
I’m gonna catch you off guard
[Chorus:]
I’m gonna tear your playhouse down
Pretty soon
I’m gonna tear your playhouse down
(The way you are)
Room by room
[Verse 2:]
You make our lives a stress and strain
Using the power ploy
All you do is pass around
Hearts you use as play toys
You’ve been playing madly
With every mind in town
So what you gonna do
When you look up one day
And see your playhouse tumbling down? [Chorus:] x2
I’m gonna tear your playhouse down
Pretty soon
I’m gonna tear your playhouse down
(The way you are)
Room by room [Chorus:]
I’m gonna tear your playhouse down
Pretty soon
I’m gonna tear your playhouse down
(The way you are)
Room by room
[Bridge:]
You think you’ve got it all set up
You think you’ve got the perfect plan
To charm everyone you see
And playing any game you can
You’ve been playing madly
With every mind in town
Oh, what you gonna do
When you look up one day
And see your playhouse tumbling down?



Heart – Alone (Album Version)



[Outro]
How do I get you alone? How do I get you alone? How do I get you alone? Alone, alone How do I get you alone? [Verse 1]
I hear the ticking of the clock
I’m lying here the room’s pitch dark
I wonder where you are tonight
No answer on the telephone
And the night goes by so very slow
Oh, I hope that it won’t end though
Alone
[Chorus]
Till now I always got by on my own
I never really cared until I met you
And now it chills me to the bone
How do I get you alone? [Verse 2]
You don’t know how long I have wanted
To touch your lips and hold you tight, oh
You don’t know how long I have waited
And I was gonna tell you tonight
But the secret is still my own
And my love for you is still unknown
Alone
[Chorus]
Till now I always got by on my own
I never really cared until I met you
And now it chills me to the bone
How do I get you alone?



Winger – You Are The Saint, I Am The Sinner (Tour Version)



You Are The Saint, I Am The Sinner (3: 35) (Winger/Beach)
Do you really believe that I
Can’t see inside your cold heart
I have witnessed you, now let the
Truth be a light in the dark
Yeah I can see so clearly
Right through your crying there’s no denying
You point the finger, cast the first stone
Knowing you’re guilty you’re
Sstill blaming me, sayin’…
You are the saint I am the sinner
You laugh as my heart turns to stone
You are the saint I am the sinner
Prey til my flesh hits the bone
You love watching the blood dripping
Off of your hands
But like the rising sun your reflection will come
Put you up on the stand
Yeah I can see so clearly
Right through your crying there’s no denying
You point the finger from up on your throne
You promise, you wink, you honestly think that…
[Chorus]
Soon to your demon you will be a slave
Watching these words but until that day…
(repeat chorus)



The Alarm – Sold Me Down The River (Single Edit)



There’s a fire beneath my skin
There’s a fever that makes me ill
Got a love, a love that kills
I’ve got twenty four hours to live
Comeback, I’m begging you please
Comeback, I’m down on my knees
Comeback, I’m begging you please
I don’t know why and I don’t understand
How you sold me down the river
I don’t know why
I don’t understand
How you sold me down the river
SOLD ME DOWN THE RIVER
There’s a rose across my chest
Got your name written on it
Love’s the drug that I live by
Give me a shot before I die
Comeback, I’m begging you please
Comeback, I’m down on my knees
Comeback, I’m begging you please
I don’t know why
I don’t understand
How you sold me down the river
I don’t know why
I don’t understand
How you sold me down the river
SOLD ME DOWN THE RIVER
Sold me down the river tonight
Whoo whoo
I’ve got twenty four hours
I don’t know why
I don’t understand
How you sold me down the river
I don’t know why
I don’t understand
How you sold me down the river
SOLD ME DOWN THE RIVER
All right
Sold me
Sold me
Sold me down the river
Sold me
Sold me
Sold me down the river
I don’t know why
I don’t understand
How you sold me down the river
I don’t know why
I don’t understand
How you sold me down the river
SOLD ME DOWN THE RIVER
SOLD ME DOWN THE RIVER
SOLD ME DOWN THE RIVER



Alison Moyet – This House (Album Version)



Whose sticky hands are these
And what is this empty place
I could be happily lost
But for your face
Here stands an empty house
That used to be full of life
Now it’s home for no one
And his wife
It’s a hovel and
(Who)
Who can take your place
I can’t face another day
And
(Who)
Who will shelter me
It’s cold in here
Cover me
Under these fingertips
A strange body rolls and dips
I close my eyes
And you’re here again
Later as day descends
I’ll shout from my window
To anyone listening
I’m losing
(Who)
Who can take your place
I can’t face another day
And
(Who)
Who will shelter me
It’s cold in here
Cover me
Oh, in a plague of hateful questioning
Tap dancing every syllable from ear to ear
I hear the din of lovers jousting
When I’m hiding with my head to the wall
So
(Who)
Who will shelter me
It’s cold in here



Jody Watley – Real Love (Extended Video Version)



I said I would get over you
Now I’m here out on my own
Trying to live my life
And now you wanna come back
But I don’t need no brand new lies, listen up
I want a love that’s serious
No time to play love games
I don’t wanna be nobody’s fool
So if you wanna be with me
You gotta give it up
Real love
I know I wanna have one
Real love
Gonna try and get some
Real love
Everybody needs one
Real love
Got to have real love
All my friends are telling me
I should give you another try
But I don’t need opinions
To deal with what I have on my mind, listen up
I want a love that’s serious
No time to play love games
I don’t wanna be nobody’s fool
So if you wanna be with me
You gotta give it up
Real love
I know I wanna have one
Real love
Gonna try and get some
Real love
Everybody needs one
Real love
Got to have real love
Real love
Oh, oh, ah
Oh, oh, ah
Oh, oh, ah (Oh, yeah)
Oh, oh, ah
Oh, oh, ah
Oh, oh, ah
Oh, oh, ah (Give it up)
Oh, oh, ah
Real love
I know I wanna have one
Real love
Gonna try and get some
Real love
Everybody needs one
Real love
Got to have real love
Real love
I know I wanna have one
Real love
Gonna try and get some
Real love
Everybody needs one
Real love
Got to have real love
Real love
Ow, ow, ow
Real love
I know I wanna have one
Real love
Gonna try and get some
Real love
Everybody needs one
Real love
Got to have real love
Real love
Real love (Huh…uh…uh…)
Real love (I don’t need opinions)
(Don’t need your advice)
(Real love)
(Got to give real love)
Real love



Wham! – Edge Of Heaven (Video Single Version)



I would lock you up but I could not bear to hear you
Screaming to be set free
I would chain you up if I’d thought you’d swear
The only one that mattered was me, me, me
I would strap you up but don’t worry baby
You know I wouldn’t hurt you unless you wanted me to
It’s too late to stop, won’t the heavens save me? My daddy said, "The devil looks a lot like you"
You take me to the edge of heaven
Tell me that my soul’s forgiven
Hide you baby’s eyes and we can
You take me to the edge of heaven
One last time might be forever
When the passion dies
It’s just a matter of time before my heart is
Looking for a home
I’m like a maniac at the end of the day
I’m like a doggie barking at your door
So come take me back to the place you stay
And maybe we can do it once more
You say I’m dangerous but don’t worry baby
I get excited at the things that you do
And there’s a place for us in a dirty movie
‘Cause no-one does it better than me and you
You take me to the edge of heaven
Tell me that my soul’s forgiven
Hide your baby’s eyes and we can
You take me to the edge of heaven
One last time might be forever
Please don’t tell me lies
It’s just a matter of time before my heart is
Looking for a home
I ain’t got no more worries
I’m gonna spend some time with you
Loving you takes such courage
And don’t you think that
I know it, I know it, I know it, I know it
I know it, I know it, I know it, I know it
You take me to the edge of heaven
You tell me that my soul’s forgiven
Hide your baby’s eyes and we can, we can, ow
You take me to the edge of heaven
One last time might be forever
Don’t you tell me lies because believe me, baby
One day you’ll wake up on your own
I ain’t got no more worries
I ain’t got no more time for you
Loving you takes such courage
Everyone’s got their eyes on you
I ain’t got no more worries
I ain’t got no more time for you
Loving you takes such courage
And don’t you think that
I know it, I know it, I know it, I know it



Bryan Ferry – Kiss And Tell (Single Edit)



Adam and Eve
It’s the oldest game in town
Just a one way street
To a faded magazine
Kiss and tell
Money talks – it never lies
Kiss and tell
Give and take
– eye for an eye
Fever – the heat of the night
Dreamer – stealer of sighs
One public face
In a private limousine
Flash photograph
It’s the only light you see
No secret life
There’s no secret you can’t steal
Your lips are moving
But I will never know
What they mean
Kiss and tell
Money talks – and love…it burns
Kiss and tell
Give and take – we live and learn
Fever – the heat of the night
Dreamer – stealer of sighs
Fever – the heat of the night
Dreamer – stealer of sighs
Kiss and tell
We never lie
Kiss and tell
Eye for an eye
Kiss and tell
Blood on a nail
Kiss and tell
Kiss me again
Kiss and tell
Kiss and tell
Kiss and tell
Kiss and tell
Kiss and tell
Kiss and tell
Kiss and tell Ten cents a dance
It’s the only price to pay
Why give ’em more
When it’s only love for sale?



Wale – Staying Power



Hol’ up
Y’all can’t tell me shit
If your bitch is always on my dick
Spent about 240 on my wrist
Every time that I record, I’m lit, uh
Ask money, ask money
Ass bet, go ‘head, mask on me
Actin’ gig from Judd Apatow
It’s so funny, I’m fly from my "crashing" gig
Maxfield, tryna see how fast it burn
In the field like a running back or somethin’
I got the passion in me, just got a bag to push it
‘Cause y’all rappin’ niggas ain’t really rappin’ good
I’m gone, Folarin
I got it, and I can out-rap my opponents
Niggas do not want no smoke with me
Nicotine patches on raps and my poems
Somebody tell ’em I’m back in my zone
Olu back in his zone
So I’m back in my zone, hold it Me, Folarin
I got her, and I can outrap my opponents
And I’m not too popular, media treat my passion like a hazard or something
Y’all get the handoff and fumble it
Me, I get it and Alvin Kamara it
Simple city niggas wild with me, so you outta town niggas humble it
Gassing on beats, and I look sweet
The homies is homonyms out in these streets
You probably is wondering what do that mean? Might buy me a ‘rari, you buying Foamposites
And walk around like we ain’t different
Shit, y’all just Instagram
Shit, y’a just Twitter shit, yeah
I ain’t about to tit for tat, but nigga check the map
Guess who put shit there? I be runnin’ back for a team or something
Kick return, wide-receiver money
Now, I’m sneaking burners in the club
I’m not concerned about who beefing with us
I can give ’em words, I could beat ’em up
Rap dudes, I’m Zab Judah
Hook, cross, jab, jab through em’
Uber X, I’m in a Maxima
She was in Maxim mag, she got a attitude, uh
But, I’m cool though
I’m not a little nigga tryna big boy
I’m like the outcast of the new school
Spent about three stacks on a Bitcoin, ayy
I got dick for her
You a simp, why you gotta buy a gift for her? [Interlude]
Nah really? Folarin, the godbody flow
The godfather himself
Rest in Peace to Chuck Brown
He said, "Young man, when it’s your time, you’ll have the whole nation’s capital and the surrounding towns and boroughs to be following you
Well you and I know its only kinda true
It’s more like, "You shining lil dude, see see there a lot life limits about to come through, but if your run Joe, and bust loose and grind, grind, grind, them lemons are set up, you will get sa juice"
[Verse 2]
And I got that now
Flex attitude made her drop that down
I’m off that brown
I’m from uptown
In the school of Maryland, guess I’m from there now
Hol’ up, yeah, I don’t care though
You an H&M nigga, a banana ho
You a lil bamma nigga with no real dough
How you got a landlord and a Lambo? I ain’t too deep, but I ain’t too deep
Sweet
I am the legend niggas trying to be
Went to Portland before I signed with my team
Niggas couldn’t fly on they feet
Never that broke shit applying to me
Forever that dope shit, it run in my blood like I’m sipping mud
And tired and sleep
We laughing at who thoughts, it’s quiet for me
I quietly quietly built my empire, to set afire to the rivaling teams
I’m a lion, you are just a feline
Devour anybody bothering me
Blood on my teeth
All of my queens got blood on they sneakers
All of my women be loyal and honest
I take ’em all shopping then burn the receipt
Who fucking with me? [Verse 1]
Lately been feelin’ like niggas doubt me
Trust me, they don’t got no staying power
Left Atlantic, ’bout a minute later
Every record label try and scout me
Representin’ all official niggas
Intelligent, fly, and get bitches nigga
I tell her to fly, she catch a Delta
Or she RHO, or she get to steppin’
AKA, I be speaking wreckless
’07 my Supreme jacket
AKAs at Virginia State
My second year, I tried to get one pregnant
Early bird, that was Petersburg
Now, my little bird fly to Teterboro
Halliburton full of Blues Brothers
Ain’t no Akroyd or Belushi neither
Paranoid, so I’m drinking heavy
Hearing voices, I don’t sleep heavy
Had a choice, I can turn a back? Who fucking with me?



Dave East – Set It Off



Rob another goddamn bank
What the fuck is y’all thinkin’? [Intro: Jada Pinkett Smith, Queen Latifa, & Vivica A. Fox]
This money got you trippin’
Now what you gon’ do? Hold up, we said once, Cleo
To get enough change to get us up outta here
And that’s all it is, Stoney
We need some real money
[Verse 1]
These niggas can’t smoke or can’t drink with me (at all)
The realest alive, come and meet with me
I’m in your city, bad bitches gon’ link with me (link up)
First class, I don’t check bags, I just carry on all this Louis shit (LV)
Just hit your wife, she on some groupie shit (yeah)
I found me a bad and a boujee bitch (bad)
I jump out the wagon with hooligans
I ask for back but I’m back in the mood again
I dropped out of class, don’t need tutorin’ (fuck em)
That 600, I’m maneuverin’
Maybach comin’ this week (this week)
I need some head ’til I get weak (uh)
GemStar at your wind piece (uh)
Black .40 match the Benz seats (ooh)
I might pull up more than 10 deep (more)
Still got that white, boy, no NSYNC (white)
I throw up my thumbs and I send three
I got the pump in the Benz Jeep (facts)
I leave blood all on your t-shirt (shirt)
These niggas just pussies, they been sweet (I know it)
You wouldn’t believe what I been through
Used to bend through on the 10 speed (uh)
[Hook]
Head of the family, I never talk (never talk)
I’m somewhere gettin’ a pedicure (pedicure)
Don’t know what to say, I done said it all (said it all)
Rumors about me, I read ’em all (read ’em all)
Pull up in Suburban, she told me that she was a virgin but I got the head and all (head and all)
I got the pussy, ain’t never call (never call)
Run in the bank and I set it off (set it off)
Head of the family, I never talk (never talk)
I’m somewhere gettin’ a pedicure (pedicure)
Don’t know what to say, I done said it all (said it all)
Rumors about me, I read ’em all (read ’em all)
Pull up in Suburban, she told you that she was a virgin but I got the head and all (head and all)
I got the pussy, ain’t never call (never call)
Run in the bank and I set it off (set it off)
[Verse 2]
I’m somewhere gettin’ a manicure
Reach for my chain and I’m lettin’ this hammer off
.40 on me, they don’t check the artist
Harlem crippin’, I’ma rep regardless
We lookin’ for you and your man and the way we gon’ throw it at him, he an extra target
I ain’t into all that extra talkin’ (nah)
He ridin’ with you, then the TEC’ll park him
I let a hollow go right in his face then walk by him like I never saw him
The price stay, we don’t ever bargain (never)
Investin’ right, I’ma stress the market
They talk like they gangsta but never walk it
If twelve niggas front, that’s eleven coffins (eleven)
I throw ’em thirty and head to Boston (thirty)
That here a .30, you better toss ’em (throw that)
I flip the patty like, "Oh God" (patty)
Fillin’ up baggies, my old job (old job)
They dope boys and now they goin’ up (up)
I ain’t had nothin’, I’m gon’ rob (rob)
I can’t relate to these soft niggas (I can’t)
My OG just told me, "Just go hard"
I don’t give a fuck ’bout who hatin’
I’m on vacation, I send ’em a postcard
Me and my daughter be matchin’ (matchin’)
Came up on the corner, I’m trappin’ (trap)
Don’t fuck with this shit, y’all be jackin’ (jack)
I’m from the trenches, you cannot imagine
I ride with my Ruger, I got me a cougar and she look just like Toni Braxton
Shark face, that’s an Aston, .45 got me saggin’
[Hook]
Head of the family, I never talk (never talk)
I’m somewhere gettin’ a pedicure (pedicure)
Don’t know what to say, I done said it all (said it all)
Rumors about me, I read ’em all (read ’em all)
Pull up in Suburban, she told me that she was a virgin but I got the head and all (head and all)
I got the pussy, ain’t never call (never call)
Run in the bank and I set it off (set it off)
Head of the family, I never talk (never talk)
I’m somewhere gettin’ a pedicure (pedicure)
Don’t know what to say, I done said it all (said it all)
Rumors about me, I read ’em all (read ’em all)
Pull up in Suburban, she told you that she was a virgin but I got the head and all (head and all)
I got the pussy, ain’t never call (never call)
Run in the bank and I set it off (set it off)
[Outro: Queen Latifa]
I want some more motherfuckin’ money



Blac Youngsta – Booty (Remix) (feat. Chris Brown, Jeezy & Trey Songz)



Mike Tyson on the booty
Copyright that booty (toot toot)
[Verse 4: Blac Youngsta]
Bounce that booty on the floor (shake)
Shake it ’til you get a lil sore (shake)
Show ’em your mama made a ho (shake, twerk twerk)
Go’n ‘head, get a little low (shake)
Shake that booty in the car (shake)
Shake that booty in the store (shake)
(Twerk twerk, shake)
Pop it, stop it, drop it, pop it
If I hit Alexis Skyy, I’ma motherfuckin’ rock it (twerk twerk, shake)
I ain’t got no fuckin’ heart
I can’t be loyal to you whore
You weren’t here from the start (twerk twerk)
[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
(Toot toot) twerk
Girl, I wanna see you twerk
I’ll throw a lil’ money if you twerk
I don’t really think you can twerk
(Toot toot) twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
(Toot toot)
Can I touch that booty? [Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
(Toot toot) twerk
Girl, I wanna see you twerk
I’ll throw a lil’ money if you twerk
I don’t really think you can twerk
(Toot toot) twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
(Toot toot)
Can I touch that booty? Work (work, woo)
Push button start, hit one button, turn the whole top to a vert (damn)
Let the AK squirt (boom), Lamborghini truck, purp (oh)
Nigga play with me, merked (yeah), then where you goin’? Mike Tyson on the booty
Copyright that booty (toot toot) That booty, that big ol’ booty? Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty? Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty? I ain’t playin’ with yo ass, I already got too many felonies
If my bullet stick out, you gon’ really get the rest of me
[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
(Toot toot) twerk
Girl, I wanna see you twerk
I’ll throw a lil’ money if you twerk
I don’t really think you can twerk
(Toot toot) twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
(Toot toot)
Can I touch that booty? That booty, that big old booty? Beatmaster
Yung Lan on the track
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Chicken in the spot, jerk (jerk), what’s it in the pot? I said I gotta spend a bag, okay what you tellin’ me? Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty? That booty, that big old booty? Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty? Church (let’s go)
Street certified and your nigga know that (know that)
Tell them bitches go and free Kodak (yeah)
While they at it tell them go and free Meechie (free him)
Had to cut them niggas off, they was leechin’ (fuck ’em)
Tourin’ with some bitches (bitches), FYI your bitch free (yeah)
I’m hard on a bitch, it ain’t easy (yeah)
Sold soft for the rent, it wasn’t easy (hard)
Tell judge gon’ free Meek Mill (Meek Mill)
21 summers, ain’t sleep still (nah)
Forehead ache like an Advil (white), 1998 got cash still (damn)
Flip that work with a gas grill (ayy)
Fuck around, had to pay gas bill
White 2 door cost your boy half mill (oh)
What you think ya bitch do on a half pill? Mike Tyson on the booty
Copyright that booty (toot toot)
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Smash, spank that, ass, gas, smoke that (oh)
Little bitty bitch, throat that, yeah (ooh, ooh)
Pop it, drop it, you know I got the money, bitch, stop it
You a carbon, copy, call me, papi
Can’t pay the bills, she stupid, if she let me hit, I’ll do it
Big booty, black and beautiful, suwoop, chain got rubies
Batman, Bruce Wayne got groupies, catwoman, that pussy got boobies
Jump all in it, shoot, fuck it up, back it up, toot toot (twerk)
Big ol’ booty, bih, come over, got her titties in the Gucci
She fit the booty in them fashionova
Yeah, you ain’t no groupie, I’m Lyon like Lucious
That ass on stupid, and I’m tryna smash, man included
I wanna put you on a better team
Her booty shakin’ on my dick is something that I’ve never seen
I fuck her at the head of the bed instead lettin’ her get ahead of me
I’ma leave the dick in, bitch, you never gettin’ rid of me
Got my money on that ass, okay, what you sellin’ me? That booty, that big ol’ booty? Mike Tyson on the booty
Copyright that booty (toot toot)
[Verse 3: Trey Songz]
Yeah, smack it up, flip it, rub it down, BBD
Yeah, I know you heard the news about that BBC
Yeah, greatest in that box, RIP Ali
Mmm, she say she love my kids, taste my legacy
Ooh, she go stupid, I’m no Cupid, I don’t cuff her, I can’t lose it
What she say I’m sleepin’ on her, I just said she just caught me snoozin’
Got a Uzi, she so woozy, that big booty such a doozy
I’m too G, word to Gucci, light a J, that’s word to Juicy, uh
Spread it open like a flower when the sun hit, yeah, uh
Girl, you like a Starburst, sunkissed, yeah
I got you bustin’ like a hunnid drum clip, yeah, uh
I throw a lil’ money, you make me cum quick
[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
(Toot toot) twerk
Girl, I wanna see you twerk (lil’ bih)
I’ll throw a lil’ money if you twerk
I don’t really think you can twerk
(Toot toot) twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
(Toot toot)
Can I touch that booty?



Smoke DZA – The Mood (feat. Joey Bada$$)



Only getting brighter I been closer every summer, winter, hour, minute
Like I am supposed to, very soon you will be out of minutes
You should let me coach ya, work the smoke
We keep a lot of spirit while lifting the culture from these vultures
[Verse 3: Smoke DZA]
It ain’t for purchase gotta take the game in doses
The illest shit don’t really get too much promotion
Children of the indigo protect the fortress
Trump got the whole world feeling hopeless
Still I got my chest pokin’
Too much headaches not enough Motrin
Life will have a nigga self frozen
Won’t have my self stolen, dough rolling, head first dove in
The flow golden, the wave, the boat rowing
We here, they no-showers
Smoke blowing the OG in the wind
Had a bunch of losers tell me I couldn’t win
See you taking off that’s when the hating shit begins
Watch you walking on water they say it’s cause you can’t swim
Time to transcend, hands in, boss and [?]
Ben Franklin’s, all across the globe my name ring
Airport, customs, walking through chain swing
You could tell I’m doing my damn thing
Ugh Smokey and I’m here with the pack
After this you gon’ need you a nap
They throw shots we don’t even react
Like I ain’t got Pedro on payroll to take care of that
Set it out where it’s at
Nigga flow way in tact
The bag heavy scale off weigh it back
Lightyears ahead of niggas, not even laps
You can’t compare them boys to us
Shit, that’s not even rap
[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
Yeah, uh, and let me switch the mood
Gotta take a risk for your biggest wish to come true
I been in those shoes, had fifth-dimensional views
Where ain’t shit to lose just more proving
Finally got my piece of the pecan
Me and momma moving no more staying out on weekends
Got no time for snoozing know I’m out for Benjamins
Representing me, repping for all my people dreaded in my family
I see a canopy of bars thats overhead
Thinking to self there can’t be no one this hard, they all dead
Go and spar with the ghosts that’s on my side
I’m a star momma look up in the sky
Son shine bright, don’t I? [Intro: Smoke DZA]
Yea
It’s a really fucking cool era we in
Yea, uh
[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
It’s a Bada$$, Kushed God colossal
We coming through and we hostile
47 deep so everything’s getting toppled
Showtime nigga word to James word to goggles
Everybody’s fucked like a high price brothel
You can’t out-hustle a hustler so don’t try to
Word to Steezy the tactic is still survival
Fuck humble nigga ride on your rivals
The hoes wanna hang like my peacoat toggles
Guess who’s bizzack?



Tone Stith – Date



Baby let me get a minute of your time
[Chorus]
Hey baby, I’ma take you on a date
Hey baby, I’ma take you on a date
No texts, no calls
Baby sit down let’s talk
Baby, I’ma take you on a date [Verse 1]
Is there something on your mind
Or is there something going on with your line
‘Cause you ain’t hit me back in like three days
Can we just take it back to our old ways
I’m just tryna get a minute of your time
If it’s fine
[Chorus]
Hey baby, I’ma take you on a date
Hey baby, I’ma take you on a date
No texts, no calls
Baby sit down let’s talk
Baby, I’ma take you on a date
[Verse 2]
Remember we were young, we were willing
I’m just tryna bring back the feeling
Let me pick you up like around eight
Catch a movie or we make one at my place
‘Cause girl I’m on my way while you’re playing
You know what I’m saying
I’m just tryna take a little of your time
If it’s fine
[Chorus]
Hey baby, I’ma take you on a date
Hey baby, I’ma take you on a date
No texts, no calls
Baby sit down let’s talk
Oh baby, I’ma take you on a date
[Bridge]
I don’t care if you’re mad, got an attitude and you don’t wanna let it go
All the time by yourself, I know you don’t wanna be alone
In a world without me, don’t I give you what you need?



Saba – Busy



[Verse 1]
I’m so alone
But all of my friends, but all of my friends, got some shit to do, ayy
All of ’em got plans, I call ’em up, "my bad," n’ text ’em
They never cross me like bad pedestrian
I been this awkward since adolescence
I don’t how long I had depression
Never know no peer-pressure, I’m trying my little pecker
Offend some girl I call my BFF, that ain’t no secret kept
I’m fucked, then tell my cousin how broke I was
I tried to hit a few years, she wasn’t budging
I’m bogus, left my girl for some shawty, shawty
Deserving all this lonely
You said, "Tell me, how are you sad
You got all of these friends, you got all of these fans"
I ain’t trust nobody new since 2012, I ain’t let nobody in
Jesus got killed for our sins, Walter got killed for a coat
I’m tryna cope, but it’s a part of me gone
And apparently I’m alone
[Chorus]
I’m having a busy day, I’ll hit you back right away
I seen that skies were grey, I hope to die your slave
I’m having a busy day, I’ll hit you back right away
I seen that skies were grey, I hope to die your slave
[Verse 2]
I’m so alone
Just me and my girl, she leave me for work, then leave me for school
She finally home, I leave her for tour
FaceTiming nudity, yeah
All of this new to me, yeah
All of the infidelity when I was 17
Been catching up, I still feel like she catch me cheatin’
Niggas askin’ me how tour was
Knowin’ I been home like 2 months
And I seen your ass like 2 times
They just small-talk like too damn no time, social interaction
Have female friends I found attractive
If I try to fuck, but I am no savage
Now we don’t speak, we just walk past
If my past could talk
It’d probably reply to the missed calls after all
‘Cause the friendships that I can’t recall, done turned my heart into camouflage
While the guys I used to play basketball with
Doing shit that I can’t endorse
Now with the Lord, now it really pours down
What’s the lone plans, still alone now
[Chorus]
I’m having a busy day, I’ll hit you back right away
I seen that skies were grey, I hope to die your slave
I’m having a busy day, I’ll hit you back right away
I seen that skies were grey, I hope to die your slave



MGMT – Me And Michael (On The Late Show With Stephen Colbert) (Live)



[Verse 1]
Not everyone can be like me and Michael
The only problem is forgetting which side you’re on
So you think the burning light will reappear on summer nights
Like all the rest, but they can’t find out
[Verse 2]
In every scene, it’s me and Michael
Imaginary bombs raining down from the clouds
So it seems the danger signs will never let the feelings die
When all the best and brightest have gone
[Chorus]
Me and Michael
Solid as they come
Me and Michael
It’s not a question now
It’s me and Michael
Solid as they come
Me and Michael
It’s not a question now
Me and Michael
[Verse 3]
Binary star sink like the setting sun
Too happy with ourselves to notice when the change had come
So you think the losing side would never break dividing lines
When sanctity wasn’t a thing of doubt

[Chorus]
Me and Michael
Solid as they come
Me and Michael
It’s not a question now
It’s me and Michael
Solid as they come
Me and Michael
It’s not a question now
Me and Michael