Garden Shed



Lyrics to ‘Garden Shed’ by Tyler, The Creator:

–Chorus: Estelle–
Don’t kill the rose
Boy, it could move
Love every flower
Out the cocoon
–Verse 1–
You don’t have to hide
I can smell it in your eyes
That there’s something more to say
Them words
(Damn, run it back)
[Bridge: Estelle]
If I could, if I could
If you could
Find the words to say
(Find the words to say
Find the words)
Shed
–Chorus: Estelle–
Don’t kill the rose
Boy, it could move
Love every flower
Out the cocoon
–Verse 2–
Ayo
Garden shed, garden shed, garden shed, garden shed
For the garden
That is what I was hiding
That is what love I was I in
Ain’t no reason to pretend
Garden shed, garden shed, garden shed
Garden shed for the garcons
Them feelings I was guarding
Heavy on my mind
All my friends lost
They couldn’t read the signs
I didn’t wanna talk and tell em’ my location
And I didn’t wanna walk
Truth is, since you kid, I thought it was a phase
Thought it would be like the Frank poof, gone
But, it’s still going on
Big fan of the base 10
Polk a dot nose how it goes
Had to keep it on the subwoofer
A couple butterflies when I float
I was always like ehhh
Barely interested, but I went to my boys like bruh
This is a crucial subject matter
Sensitive like cooking batter
‘Till the temperature that’s rising
Stepping on that ladder
Tryna grab the rings of Saturn
I’m a plant it by the time you hear this
Chittin’ chatter bout to heat it
It will not fucking matter



Pothole



(How I ain’t see that?)
Fuck it, I seen some familiar stuff in the culdesac
I pull up, get out, what up? That’s my dilemma
And traffic is picking up, if I don’t leave I’ma get stuck (skrrt)
So I speed off, we talk barely and it seems awk
Ward, and I heard through some words that you off it
I got too much drive, don’t wanna steer off path
And crash and get distracted
But I listen to that weather man ’cause it might rain
Keep my windshield wipers prepared ’cause y’all threw so much shade
And I got jacket in trunk, but that’s in the front
I also got power for both of us if you’re ever in need of jump
Just let me know, my nigga
–Chorus: Jaden Smith & Tyler, the Creator–
I had to switch the gears on ’em
Fishtail in the rearview mir’ on ’em
Skrrrrrt
I had to switch gears on ’em
You know, swerve, left turn, steerin’ wheel on ’em
Nigga that’s a pothole, watch out for the pothole
Watch out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole
Look out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole
Watch out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole
–Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator–
Snakes in the grass, but I walk
I got some new boots, on the back it says GOLF
So I be prepared for their bites, they’re all talk
I left the condom in the grass so fuck off
Watchin’ Clarence in a mansion with nobody in it
Young successful nigga, ride McLaren with no windows tinted
I draw my piggies when I’m in it ’cause it feels amazin’
The irony is I stopped eatin’ bacon
Don’t get it twisted, nigga, I’m still hungry
Oh he lonely
All my friends talk about their hoes and tenderonies
All I can show ’em is a couple cars and more things
That I’ve made in the couple past month, he’s on, please
Everyone is a sheep, me, a lone wolf
Nobody gon’ make a peep ’cause everyone wants some wool
Since everyone is a sheep, not everyone here is cool
Man I’d rather drown in a pool by myself than fuck with their fleece
See, man, T-Man fans be seesaw
Wind blows, they go, which way, who knows? Lyrics to ‘Pothole’ by Tyler, The Creator:

–Verse 1: Tyler, the Creator–
My mother warned me that some nigga’s ain’t my right hand
To trust her, only my heart and that elder white man
His name is Clancy, I fancy him, gotta give him props
He half the reason why dealerships even let me cop
So now I’m speedin’ and tryna drive away from the fact
That she was right, so I triple left, tryna double back
The streets are filled with some clues, like how I ain’t notice that? Do I go? One day, “Fuck no,” the next day, “Okay”
But fuck y’all, I know that T is four for four
I just want that garden and that Batmobile
Good health, success, time on earth worthwhile
Find somebody who love me and raise a couple of lizards
But my vehicle’s good for now, that’s in a couple of miles
I keep it pushin’, nigga
–Chorus: Jaden Smith & Tyler, the Creator–
I had to switch gears on ’em
Fishtail in the rearview mir’ on ’em
Skrrrrrt
I had to switch gears on ’em
You know, swerve, left turn, steerin’ wheel on ’em
Nigga that’s a pothole, watch out for the pothole
Watch out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole
Look out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole
Watch out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole
–Outro–
Fuck, okay, next one
Gotta watch out for the potholes
Said watch out for the potholes I wanna help, but what you want for some
Some niggas don’t really want for themself
Now do I stay?



See You Again



–Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & Kali Uchis–
20/20, 20/20 vision
Cupid hit me, cupid hit me with precision
I wonder if you look both ways
When you cross my mind, I said, I said
I’m sick of, sick of, sick of, sick of chasing
You’re the one that’s always running through my daydream, I
I can only see your face when I close my eyes
(So)
Can I get a kiss? (Can I)
And can you make it last forever? (Can you)
I said I’m about to go to war (‘Bout to)
I don’t know if I’ma see you again
(Uh, switch it up)
–Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator–
I said, okay, okay, okay, okidokie, my infatuation
Is turning into another form of what you call it? Lyrics to ‘See You Again’ by Tyler, The Creator:

–Intro: Tyler, The Creator–
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, oh
–Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator–
You live in my dream state
You look at my fantasy
I stay in reality
You live in my dream state
Any time I count sheep
That’s the only time we make up, make up
You exist behind my eyelids, my eyelids
Now I don’t wanna wake up, wake up
–Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & Kali Uchis–
20/20, 20/20 vision
Cupid hit me, cupid hit me with precision
I wonder if you look both ways
When you cross my mind, I said, I said
I’m sick of, sick of, sick of, sick of chasing
You’re the one that’s always running through my daydream, I
I can only see your face when I close my eyes
Can I get a kiss? I said I’m about to go to war
I don’t know if I’ma see you again
Can I get a kiss? And can you make it last forever? (Can you)
I said I’m about to go to war (‘Bout to)
I don’t know if I’ma see you again
–Outro: Tyler, The Creator–
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, oh- — Love
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, I ain’t met you
I’ve been looking, stuck here waiting for I
Stop the chasing, like an alcoholic
You don’t understand me, what the fuck do you mean? (Can I)
And can you make it last forever? It’s them rose to the cheeks, yeah it’s them dirt-colored eyes
Sugar honey iced tea, bumblebee on the scene
Yeah I’d give up my bakery to have a piece of your pie
Yugh! I said I’m about to go to war
I don’t know if I’ma see you again
Can I get a kiss? And can you make it last forever?



Sometime



Lyrics to ‘Sometime’ by Tyler, The Creator:

–Tyler–
Sometimes, I sit in my room
–Shane Powers–
It’s Golf Radio, you’re on the air with Shane Powers
Taking requests..What’s uh..What’s your name? Hello? Fucking Secret Agent, what song you wanna hear? –Wyatt–
The one about me Um, okay, well, since, you want to be Mr.



Where This Flower Blooms



Lyrics to ‘Where This Flower Blooms’ by Tyler, The Creator:

–Verse 1: Tyler the Creator–
Ayo
Let take it back to them day
Counting sheep on Syd and Hannah floor
Carpet where my baby momma ate a dollar
Probably from the coffee I pour
We’re in the centre, calling it a date
Nobody hold me knocking on the door
Now I skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt
Them draws the only dream I can afford
Now I roll through the [?]
–Chorus: Frank Ocean–
I ride through California
Peace fog over goggles
I’m leaning out the window
OJ shining on me
Simpson shining on me
Slick service float and broke all this whirl
(Yeah, yeah)
–Bridge: Tyler, The Creator–
Run it, run it, run it, run it
I rock, I roll, I bloom, I glow (I glow)
I rock, I roll (What you say?), I bloom, I glow (I glow)
I rock, I roll (Let ’em know), I bloom, I glow (I glow)
I rock, I roll (One more time), I bloom, I grow
(Let’s Go!)
–Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator–
Ain’t nobody fucking with T, but that just may be my ego
But don’t be too cool you may freeze
Because niggas get stuck in the cold (Man, look at this ice)
Shit weighs a tonne, water your garden my nigga
(Stunt on these niggas)
Tell these black kids they can be who they are
Dye your hair blue, shit, I do it too
Look, I smell Like Chanel
I never {?] with my manicured nails
I poke and then oil the skin, I keep the top tho cause the follicle still in
But other than that man it feels like I’m winning
But from statistics, a million are seeing in doubt because my skin is dark
Then they forget when I get in my car
–Chorus: Frank Ocean–
I ride through California
Peace fog over goggles
I’m leaning out the window
OJ shining on me
Simpson shining on me
Slick service float and broke all this whirl
(Yeah, yeah)
Run it, run it, run it, run it, yuh
–Bridge: Tyler, The Creator–
I glow (I glow)
I rock, I roll (What you say?), I bloom, I glow (I glow)
I rock, I roll (Let ’em know), I bloom, I grow (I grow)
I rock, I roll (One more time), I bloom, I
(Let’s Go!)
–Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator–
Flower boy T, nigga that’s me
Rooted from the bottom bloom into a tree
Took a little while nigga making leaves
Keep it in my branches family could eat
Favorite color green, energy is skrong
Giving niggas life, birdie and the beast
Dropping them seeds, not what you want
You don’t know what I keep in the trunk
–Outro: Tyler, The Creator–
Run it, run it, run it, run it
Run it
Run it
Run it



Foreword



If the AC blow up, then I am TNT
I’m gone
–Bridge: Rex Orange County–
I’m gone and I’m finished
And, I ain’t seen my friends in a minute
Guess that nothing lasts forever
No, nothing lasts forever
Nothing sticks together
Sick of sitting in doubt
Please let me figure this out
–Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator–
Shoutout to the girls that I lead on for occasional head and always keeping my bed warm
And trying their hardest to keep my head on straight
And keeping me up enough till I had thought I was airborne
How many raps can I write till I get me a chain? How many fans can I have till they turn on the AC? (Baby, then I’ll know)
And if I fall and don’t come back? Who’s gonna know? Who’s gonna know? How much land can it be until I run in the ocean? How much drive can I have, until I run out of road? How many riots can it be till them Black Lives Matter? (Baby, then I’ll know)
And if I crash and don’t come back? Who’s gonna know? Lyrics to ‘Foreword’ by Tyler, The Creator:

–Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator–
How many cars can I buy till I run out of drive? When niggas click, clack, splatter, pew, pew that nigga
Life a game of basketball, you better shoot that nigga
Cause if that cop got tricky, he better pull
Cause when I get pulled over, I usually play it cool
Cause I know what I’m driving is usually paid in full
And my ego and possessions, will not let me be one be
Cause I got a mansion, my mansion got some rooms
And rooms got some windows
And my windows got some views
And views get some stairs
And my backyard does too
And if you walk to the bottom
You’ll probably see a pool
You better not drown
Keep them ten toes up
Cause if those ten toes down
That mean that you fucked up
And that’s what I swim in
–Outro: Rex Orange County–
And if I drown and don’t come back? Niggas go with the motion and all the plans
See I was never into the beaches and all the sand
See I was in the woods with flowers, rainbows and posies
Falling out of my pocket, but ya’ll want to know if I swam to cool down
How much cooler can I get until run out of fans? How many slaves can it be till Nat Turner arrives? How many chains can I wear till I’m considered a slave? How much road can they pave, until I run out of land? (Baby, then I’ll know)
I’m wondering if I don’t come back
Baby, then I’ll know



Blow up in ya face – Quintino feat. Cesqeaux lyrics



Look around this s**t is going down
We came a long way to take over your town
Acting like a fool like we straight from outer space
Now tell me if you’re ready if this blows up in your faceee. Quintino lyrics
Video face Blow, Blow, Blow, Blow…
Blows Up In Your Face
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey.. Look around this s**t is going down
We came a long way to take over your town
Acting like a fool like we straight from outer space
Now show me if you’re ready, if this blows up in your face. Lyrics Quintino – Blow up in ya face
Look around this s**t is going down
We came a long way to take over your town
Acting like a fool like we straight from outer space
Now show me if you’re ready, if this blow up in ya face. Look around this s**t is going down
We came a long way to take over your town
Acting like a fool like we straight from outer space
Now tell me if you’re ready, if this blows up in your face. Versuri-lyirics.info
Blows Up In Your Face
It’s Going Down
It’s Going Down. Hey
Blows Up In Your
Blows Up In Your
Blows Up In Your
Blows Up In Your
Blows Up In Your
Blows Up In Your
Blows Up In Your
Blows Up In Your
Blows Up In Ya Face
Blows Up In Your Face
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey. Look around this s**t is going down
We came a long way to take over your town
Acting like a fool like we straight from outer space
Now tell me if you’re ready if this blows up in your face.



Played yourself – Chris Brown lyrics



I hope you know you played yourself
Girl, you played, girl, you played, girl, you played yourself. Now I shouldn’t have left you alone (I should have left you alone)
I shoulda hung up the, hung up the phone (I should have hung up the phone)
All them messages versuri-lyrics.info
I should have took back that ring,huh (I should have took back that ring)
‘Cause it didn’t mean a damn thing to you (didn’t mean a thing to you). Lyrics Chris Brown – Played yourself
Girl, I needed you
I was tryna settle down
Baby, I was tryna see this through, yeah
Now you ain’t nowhere around
Baby, I can’t believe it’s true
I can’t believe it’s true
Girl, I believed in you
But now there ain’t nowhere to go.(played yourself)
Girl, I shouldn’t have left you alone
I shoulda hung up the phone
Leavin’ you them messages
That you never checked
And I should have took back that ring
‘Cause it doesn’t mean anything to you. I hope you know you played yourself
Girl, you played, girl, you played, girl, you played yourself. I hope you know you played yourself
Girl, you played, girl, you played, girl, you played yourselfff. (x4)
Chris Brown lyrics
Video yourself (x4)
Pew, pew, pew on her a*s, tune
Pew, yeah, it’s a fuckin’ loss, let her a*s loose
You get two finger lil’ mama, two finger lil’ mama
Do your thing, now you single, lil’ mama, do tina lil’mama, yeah
I’ma do Tunechi so fast, I kiss everythin’ but a*s, that’s not my swag
Ask if I’m okay, I laugh, ask if I’m okay, I dab, then pop a Xans
Smoke one, forget ’bout the ash, I be too lit to get mad
Look, I’m just sayin’, you played yourself with all that playin’
You lost this good dick and good man, girl. (x4)
You got a lot of nerve (lot of nerve)
Let it be a lesson learnt (uh)
I was in the game, I was puttin’ in work (putting it)
I was tryna change to the man you deserve
But you was too caught up in the club (caught up)
Tryna get paid, get a little bud, huh (tryna get pain)
You say it ain’t you, I know it is (I know it is)
‘Cause love just ain’t enough (love ain’t enough).



Bottom line – Jay Critch lyrics



You ain’t making no moves, you talk it we live it
Run down with the tool, we take it and split it
I’m up in the booth, cup full of Henny
VS on my tooth ain’t been broke in a minute
Move how I move, nigga get with it
B***h I can’t lose, my niggas winning
Imma f**k her one time and then I tell her good riddance
F**k her two times sign my name on her titty. Lyrics Jay Critch – Bottom line
I just put up with some Gs
He got a pack we gon get him
I had to balmain the denim
They gon play you if you let em
Go get the money that’s bottom line
Ran up with the pack bout a hundred time
Imma pull out that wraith for the summer time
Niggas droppin’ dimes like number 9
Remember them nights we were starving
My niggas ducking them charges
Step back, James Harden
Get the money we working the hardest
Imma go and take over the city
BK we cashing out vinnies
He say get money he silly
Pull up where he stay, run up with them digits. I just put up with some Gs
He got a pack we gon get him
I had to balmain the denim
They gon play you if you let em
Go get the money that’s bottom line
Ran up with the pack bout a hundred time
Imma pull out that wraith for the summer time
Niggas droppin’ dimes like number 9
Remember them nights we were starving
My niggas ducking them charges
Step back, James Harden
Get the money we working the hardest
Imma go and take over the city
BK we cashing out vinnies
Versuri-lyrics.info
He say get money he silly
Pull up where he stay, run up with them digits. Jay Critch lyrics
Video line I just put up with some Gs
He got a pack we gon get him
I had to balmain the denim
They gon play you if you let em
Go get the money that’s bottom line
Ran up with the pack bout a hundred time
Imma pull out that wraith for the summer time
Niggas droppin’ dimes like number 9
Remember them nights we were starving
My niggas ducking them charges
Step back, James Harden
Get the money we working the hardest
Imma go and take over the city
BK we cashing out vinnies
He say get money he silly
Pull up where he stay, run up with them digitsss. Big knots get the bands
Free Rico out that jam
It’s that money they act like they fam
Remember riding that bus now we Lam
I got up, made a move, wow
Need a birds, need a few thou
Me and Bundy smoking too loud
What these niggas tryna do now
What these niggas really doing, nothing
I got shooters and they up to something
They gon pull out with them toasters, ovens
Say he gettin bankrolls, be bluffin
Fucking on your main hoe, Mcloving
We pull up deep in like 4 Vs
Tell these p***y niggas, hold these
‘Member watching for the police.



Royal Bunker – Savas feat. Sido songtexte



Savas songtexte
Video bunker Wenn ein Ziegel vom Dach fällt und dich knapp verfehlt, ist es Glück
Der Beste sein und darum an der Spitze steh’n ist nicht Glück
Nicht ‘ne andere Liga, nenn es ‘n anderen Sport, ein Wort
Dass wir erschein’n und diese Rapper blicken besorgt drein
Nägel kau’n und glasige Augen, deine Frau fragt:
„Krieg’ ich ‘n Foto?“, doch meint damit: „Darf ich blasen im Auto?“
Ich könnt’ ‘n Arzt sein, aber hab’s für Rap geopfert aus Liebe
Fahr’ diese Schiene wie Thomas, die kleine Lokomotive
Kein Schlaf mehr, ich zieh’ durch bevor sich das Zeitfenster schließt
Sie sind nur Apps und Essah ist die Hardware
Hat dir den Unsinn hier beigebracht? Nur Treffer, der einzig gute Sound, den ihr bringt, ist wenn im Hintern ‘ne Panflöte steckt, zieh ma’
Ihr gebt euch damit zufrieden, Geschichten zu erzähl’n
Aber D*cka, wir sind aus dem Bunker, wir hab’n sie erlebt! Verfluche deinen Mentor
D*cka, wir sind aus dem Bunker, „losen“ ist ein Fremdwort. Mittenwalder Straße, wart, ich komm’ und hol’ dir [Pint ab?]
Leere Worte, ihr Horste spielt keine Rolle wie der Blinddarm
Sag, wat willste mit dem Säbel da, du Honk, du bist nicht Sindbad
Sie hoffen, es zu verhindern, am besten holst du gleich die Polizei
Prognose finster, mehr ist nicht drin wie ein hohles Ei
Wir komm’n vorbei, wischen Rapper mit’m Handrücken weg
Du hast nix gelernt, außer wie sich ‘n Schwanz küssen lässt
Was für Warnschüsse jetzt? Ich weiß noch, wie das alles begann, D*cka
Was ich tat, wie das Ding hier entstand, D*cka
Im Keller mit dem Mic in der Hand, D*cka
Jetzt kenn’n sie mich im ganzen Land, D*cka
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunker, Bunker
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunker, Bunker
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunker, Bunker
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunker, Bunker. Songtexte Savas – Royal Bunker
Ich weiß noch, wie das alles begann, D*cka
Was ich tat, wie das Ding hier entstand, D*cka
Im Keller mit dem Mic in der Hand, D*cka
Jetzt kenn’n sie mich im ganzen Land, D*cka
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunker, Bunker
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunker, Bunker
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunker, Bunker
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunker, Bunker. Ich weiß noch, wie das alles begann, D*cka
Was ich tat, wie das Ding hier entstand, D*cka
Im Keller mit dem Mic in der Hand, D*cka
Jetzt kenn’n sie mich im ganzen Land, D*cka
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunkeeer, Bunkeeer
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunkeeer, Bunkeeer
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunkeeer, Bunkeeer
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunkeeer, Bunkerrr. Ich weiß auch nicht, wie ich das geschafft hab’ (geschafft hab’)
Mein Lebenslauf ist unfassbar (-fassbar)
Du behauptest, ich mach’ das hier nur noch für den Zaster
Doch ich stepp’ ans Mic und rolle über Hip-Hop wie ein Laster
Ich war besonders, schon als Kind versuri-lyrics.info
Ist nicht schlimm, solang der Kontostand noch stimmt
Ich bin nicht umsonst da, wo ich bin
Nein, tut mir leid, so einfach kommt man nicht dahin
An die Spitze ausm Royal Bunker, Bunker
Mein Weg nach oben und du holst dir ein’n auf Omas runter
He, und alle neuen Rapper machen Kampfsport
Doch wir sind ausm Bunker, D*cka, Rap ist unsere Antwort. Ich weiß noch, wie das alles begann, D*cka
Was ich tat, wie das Ding hier entstand, D*cka
Im Keller mit dem Mic in der Hand, D*cka
Jetzt kenn’n sie mich im ganzen Land, D*cka
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunker, Bunker
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunker, Bunker
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunker, Bunker
An die Spitze aus dem Royal Bunker, Bunker. Ich battel’ dich in Shorts und umsonst, auch wenn’s kein’n Sinn hat
D*cka!



Yanique Curvy Diva Reacts To Rob Kardashian Dating Rumors



#tbt @britjamofficial 2016
A post shared by Yanique 'Curvy Diva' Barrett (@yaniquecurvydiva) on Jul 6, 2017 at 3:50pm PDT to get to know her better and help her with her modeling career, not true. Yanique Curvy Diva is a well known local media personality who is the host of the popular series Magnum Kings and Queens of Dancehall. The story is BS but very entertaining. Jamaican media sensation turn artist Yanique “Curvy Diva” Barrett is reacting to rumors that she is now dating Rob Kardashian. MTO wrote that Yanique and Rob Kardashian met in Jamaica which is true they did meet on Jamaican soil. She also regularly hosts parties and has recently launched a career in dancehall. Gossip site MTO claimed that Yanique Barrett and Rob are now a couple following his split with Blac Chyna. The rumors all started when Yanique posted a photo of herself and Rob that was taken at Brit Jam last year when he and Blac Chyna were in Jamaica for the party. The next part of the site’s story claimed that Rob is planning to fly Yanique to the U.S. She is also exploring legal options regarding revenge porn after Rob Kardashian leaked a bunch of nude photos of her. The site claimed that she is an Instagram model who is helping him through his ordeal, which is not true, she is not an Instagram model. “No man unuh tek dis too far, all a tell lie which part a mi a Instagram Model,” Yanique Curvy Diva wrote after the site posted the story. Days after that infamous Instagram meltdown over Blac Chyna cheating, Rob Kardashian has reportedly moved on to another female who is famous for her ample ass-ets. Blac Chyna will be going to court today to get a restraining order against Rob Kardashian. “Now look how unuh mek China a call mi yow mi wah kill dah snitch deh alrightttt I’m done,” Barrett wrote on Instagram while making light of the story.



Infested – The End Lyrics



I’m all out, hung-over,
A new start, game over. INFESTEDThe End Lyrics
The time has come to end this one. The end, it’s now. I stand by my methods, stick around for the next
endeavour. I thank you for listening and all your supporting.



Iron & Wine – New Mexico’s No Breeze Lyrics



IRON & WINENew Mexico’s No Breeze Lyrics
God gave you red light
On Evergreen road sign
When you left Santa Fe
We were two string beans
And you were too 19
To be blowing away
There were thieves in the square
Hiding hands and hiding prayers
And all their mumbling
Nothing left you alone
Tangled hills and tiny veery oh’s
Singing something
Stuck with open curls
Your mama was scared of the world
It was born with a bang
I was stepping on sea shells
By the old Mission San Miguel
When a bell tower rang
And the sky fell apart
Heard the rain, I heard your heart
And what was spoken
Cause nothing bends for a name
Nothing wants to stay the same
And nothing’s broken
When your friends and their friends
Pass the pipe or tie the knot
Honeymoon music played
In the drivethru parking lot
I woke up by your bed
You were wandering around the yard
Window wide as a day
But the sun just hit too hard
In a home void of doors
Mama’s house slowed a little more
In the evening
Naked boys throwing stones
Beady eyes and desert bones
They saw you leaving
God gave you bobwhites
And the good kind of black night
When you left Santa Fe
New Mexico’s no breeze
And you were so 19
You were blowing away



Michael Jackson – All In Your Name Lyrics



Love you, and understand you
??? will they all know (?)
(Michael)
It’s over
(Barry)
Then we’ll all know(?)
(Michael)
It’s over
(Michael)
see? MICHAEL JACKSONAll In Your Name Lyrics
All In Your Name (Barry Gibb and Michael Jackson)
(Barry)
Now I got a mission
The story unfolds
What the wise men have told you, is already known
That a woman and a man
Should go by the plan
And we find out how high we can fly
There’s just one religion
One family of love
We suffer the children
As God cries above
And the giving, not the taking
With hearts open wide
And it looks like we fall
And it burns like a flame
Any ground that I claim
So what is my life
If I don’t believe
There is someone to watch me
Follow my dreams
Take all my chances, like those who dare
And what of our world
What does it become
When the damage is done
And you held out, you said no, you stand up
(Michael)
Only God knows
That it’s all in the game
It’s all in your name
Carry me to the gates of paradise
They’re the same
It’s all in your name
(Barry)
Look to Heaven
An angel of peace
To love and protect us
Through all of our tears
And the gateway to peace
It stands open wide
And it looks like we fall
And it burns like a flame
Any ground that I claim
So what is my life
If I don’t believe
There is someone to watch me
Follow my dreams
Take all my chances, like those who dare
And where is the peace
We’re searching for
Under the shadows of war
Can we hold out, and stand up, and say no
(Michael)
Only God knows
That it’s all in the game
It’s all in your name
Follow me to the gates of paradise
They’re the same
It’s all in your name
(Barry)
??? that it’s done(?)
(Barry)
And it’s all in your name
(Michael)
It’s all in the game
It’s all in your name
Follow me through the gates of paradise
They’re the same {yeah yeah, yeah yeah}
It’s all in the game
It’s all in your name
Follow me through the gates of paradise
They’re the same
They’re the same {yeah yeah}
It’s all in the game
It’s all in your name
Follow me through the gates of paradise
They’re the same
…It’s all in your name



Tru – Hail Mary Lyrics



Free from murder attempts on my life, you know. I got a family to feed, you know. I’m trying to jump about the game. I’ve been a hot boy for a long motherf**kin’ time, ya heard me. [Chours x2]
Hail mary
Hail mary, please help me, I wanna live
And forgive me for the dirt that I did
I been a thug since I was born
And nuttin’ change but I been trapped in this game too long
[Verse 1: C-Murder]
Hail Mary
Freak or murder attempts on my life
And my soul is gettin cold and I’m facin’ parole
Heavy gangsters looking burry
But who can I tell from my cell to hell, don’t let me die in jail
One foot up in the grave and my back against a brick wall
I’m having dreams about a image trying to kill us all
I count my blessing but I’m stressin’, Smith N Wesson
Fool testing my nuts, I’m still throwing them up
And spitting blind rounds at my shadow, tweekin’ for drama
I found a call from my momma, she don’t want me around
And everything I touch seem to turn cold
And every nigga that I hang with don’t grow too old
Hail mary
[Chours x2]
[Verse 2: C-Murder]
Two elevens got me sweatin’, will I lose my rights
Convicted fellon with 187, facin’ twenty five to life
I’m just another lil’ nigga ready to ride on dem bustas
Like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder why I trust ya
Use to hustle for fun nigga, a young nigga, dumb nigga
Now they got me on the motherf**kin’ run nigga
I used to laugh at them other niggas runnin’ from the cops
Now these bitch niggas sweatin’ my block
My ghetto dreams got me wishing for a quarter bird or something
I ask them ballers but them niggas ain’t frontin
It’s rest in peace in my future, how long will I live
Hail mary please forgive me for the dirt that I did
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3: Magic]
I sit and wonder with all the things I hear my people say
Like, Magic, God is coming back some day
Am I ready, shit I don’t know, I’m just trying to survive
I’m hustlin’ and strugglin’, can’t you see the pain in my eyes
I’ve been doing this shit for way too long, plus I’m way too strong
It’s hard doing right when all I ever done was wrong
Thug to the bone but I know I gots to move on
The devil’s itching to get me and I don’t think I got long
Thank God for TRU, and every word I say is for real
Ya’ll couldn’t imagine some the dirt I did
Shit I used to rob, steal, click click and kill for a meal
So close to death when I had just started to live
My lord
[Chours x2] TRUHail Mary Lyrics
[C-Murder: talking]
Check this out my nigga. It was cool for a minute, but shit I gotta jump up out this shit.