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Alexis Venegas – Ay Amor Lyrics

Una tarde de luz en primavera
Que me lleve a tu nombre y a tus fronteras
Una estrella fugas, una vereda
Una mano fragante, un beso
Tu megilla, tu voz, tu pelo
Una noche secreta en tu refugio
Donde todo lo mio sfuera tuyo
Un rincón para darte lo de siempre
Una mano secreta, noche
Una boca que besa y corre…
Ay amor, ay amor
Esta tarde entre y no estabas
Y que va a ser de mi
De mi sin ti
Si esta tarde entre y no estabas
Todo se hace difícil esa tarde
En que todo se seca y se desase
No me digas que es todo, que no puedes
Que el cansancio, que la amargura
Que le invierno y la noche oscura…

Ay amor, ay amor
Esta tarde entre y no estabas
Y que va a se de mi
De mi, sin ti
Si esta tarde entre y no estabas
Ay amor, ay amor
Esta tarde entre y no estabas
Y que va a se de mi
De mi, sin ti
Si esta tarde entre y no estabas
Ay amor!
Que se yo
Si esta tarde entre y no estabas…
Y que va a se de mi
De mi, sin ti
Si esta tarde entre y no estabas
Y que va a se de miiiii…,
De mi, sin ti
Si esta tarde entre y no estabas
Ay amor, ay amor
Esta tarde entre y no estabas
Y que va a se de mi
De mi, sin ti
Si esta tarde entre y no estabas

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Benny Jamz – Spark Lyrics

[Intro]
Den her juu spark’ ligesom Fifa
Den spark’ ligesom NFL
Det’ en helt anden liga
End hva’ du normalt vil hent’
Den her spark’ ligesom Fifa
Den spark’ ligesom NFL (Dub!)
Man er ramt på amnesia
Den får mand til at glem’

[Omkvæd]
(Woh-øij) Bror, du var der, selv—
—dengang man ikk’ havde para til—
(Woh-øij) —at klare mig selv
En tid jeg aldrig glem’, men vi forandrer dem
(Woh-øij) Der’ stadig lang vej til
Der stadig lang vej til, hvor man gern’ vil end’
(Woh-øij) Der’ folk, der ikk’ ønsker
Godt for andre – hold mig langt fra dem
(Woh-øij)

[Vers 1]
Der hvor de ikk’ kan bund’
Helt ud’ hvor de ikk’ ka’ gå (Helt ud’ hvor de ikk’ ka’ gå)
Woh-øij, de snakker hele tiden, de tom’
De kilo de’ ikk’ så tung’ (De kilo de’ ikk’ så tung’)
Og du ved, man er blæst
Ku’ godt brug’ mig en til lung’ (En til lung’)
Og li’ meget hvor højt vi flyver
Vi har altid ben på grund (Ben på grund), øji

[Bro]
Den her juu spark’ ligesom Fifa
Den spark’ ligesom NFL
Det’ en helt anden liga
End hva’ du normalt vil hent’
Den her spark’ ligesom Fifa
Den spark’ ligesom NFL
Man er ramt på amnesia
Den får mand til at glem’

[Omkvæd]
(Woh-øij) Bror, du var der, selv—
—dengang man ikk’ havde para til—
(Woh-øij) —at klare mig selv
En tid jeg aldrig glem’, men vi forandrer dem
(Woh-øij) Der’ stadig lang vej til
Der stadig lang vej til, hvor man gern’ vil end’

(Woh-øij) Der’ folk, der ikk’ ønsker
Godt for andre – hold mig langt fra dem

[Efter-omkvæd]
Woh-øij
Oh, o-oh
Woh-øij
Oh, o-oh
Woh-øij
Eh, eh
Woh-øij, bror du var der, selv—
—dengang man ikk’ havde para til at klar’ sig selv
Woh-øij

[Vers 2]
Spilder ikk’ et sekund
Spilder ikk’ et sekund (Ay)
Da mami hun dribled’ forbi
Tænkte jeg, at verden er ikk’ det eneste, der’ rundt
Tro mig
Verden er ikk’ det eneste, der spinder
Lav lidt skejs
Og læg lidt til sid’ til sener’

[Bro]
Den her juu spark’ ligesom Fifa
Den spark’ ligesom NFL
Det’ en helt anden liga
End hva’ du normalt vil hent’
Den her spark’ ligesom Fifa
Den spark’ ligesom NFL
Man er ramt på amnesia
Den får mand til at glem’

[Omkvæd]
(Woh-øij) Bror, du var der, selv—
—dengang man ikk’ havde para til—
(Woh-øij) —at klare mig selv
En tid jeg aldrig glem’, men vi forandrer dem
(Woh-øij) Der’ stadig lang vej til
Der stadig lang vej til, hvor man gern’ vil end’
(Woh-øij) Der’ folk, der ikk’ ønsker
Godt for andre – hold mig langt fra dem

[Efter-omkvæd]
Woh-øij
Oh, o-oh
Woh-øij
Oh, o-oh
Woh-øij
Eh, eh
Woh-øij, bror du var der, selv—
—dengang man ikk’ havde para til at klar’ sig selv
Woh-øij

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Erik Lundin – En Dag Lyrics

[Erik Lundin]
Här födds både rånare och odlare
Här födds både bödlar och golare
Jag föddes som förlorare
Och mina ögon var för tonade
Din sons historier är förstorade
Pepparkakspojk när pepparkakspojken korades
Ser fram emot att se det där flinet dan dom måste ta sig igenom taggbuskarna dom odlade
Och ändå var vi polare, jag tänker bara en dag, en dag
Och vi alla tänker likadant, för det är väl lika bra
För vi alla har ju samma val, så vi alla har det lika bra
Jag bara suckar, en abi åker in nån annan abi muckar
Här gäller det att ducka, här spelar ingen hockey men här gäller snabba puckar
Till och med skojare vet, vad som är och vad som inte är lojalitet
Rivalitet en realitet, här omkring alla vet
En låg kvar, alla andra smet
Less bror det är nån annans fel
Men jag kan ha fel, ny omgång samma spel, nya huvudroller samma scen
Har det hänt om ingen annan ser?
Aa det kommer drabba fler, för grabbarna tar hellre trappan upp än att trappa ner
Så våra mammor ber, och nästan inga mammor ler, tänker bara en dag, en dag
Tabanjan den är fet som en blåval, shunon mitt emot han har två val
Kliv åt sidan eller stå kvar, men kom ihåg det sistnämnda kommer sluta med ett åtal
Nån sköt nån, nån annan dog, det var samma mord som nån annan skröt om
Nån sa aina hade sökt nån, åren går jag har hört om knappt har förhört nån
Allt jag vet, hans familj skytten har förstört dom
Gravarna är lugna men föräldrarna har aldrig ens besökt dom jag tänker bara en dag, jag tänker bara en dag
Historierna är sjuka som suedies på en klämdag
Kvinnofrid, vilken kvinnofrid? Hur många kvinnoliv innan kvinnor finner frid?
Hur många hedersmord innan Sverige finner tid?
Som vi suedies säger, i sinom tid
Jalla abi låt oss ta en snurrmish, brorsan var botaniker han cutta upp skurrmish
Hitta oss i garaget dom cornish över en bubblish jag trivdes som fan på gården stämningen var cokt kurdisk

Nånstans väster om Stockholm, där du lär dig handskas med en bortgång, allt handlar om valörer gånger omfång
Och allt kan hända när som helst ingen gång gång
Familjer klipper band, farsor ship, söner skäms
Undra varför vissa öden bränns
Vi borde kunna komma överens, påminns ständig om att livslängden bara har en övre gräns
Shuno gick i 9:an när 9an gav en applåd, goda råd var dyra han hade väl inte råd och det där var bara en dag, sen vad?
Sen jag höll mig borta från jidder med alfahanarna
När vi fick TV 2 kanaler med en panama
Skämdes mamma hon fick laga mat hos grannarna
Och en av grannarna var sötare än ananas
Blev äldre fick para går aldrig mer än dagar sen jag blivit linead sist, brorsan det går bra nu det räcker brorsan mind your biz
Reppar alla orter men jag f*ckar ej med ainaziz
Måste varit fem när jag hälsade på aina sist
Och när det är knas vi gör harakat, Filisteen, arafat, abigel i araban, abigel med abiat, merhaba, (?) vi cornish på pizzerian, brush trakten börjar bli mizeria
Gör din multiplikation shunos klipper bröder för att klippa tron, svårt att hitta tron i min situation, tänker bara en dag, en dag, tänker bara en dag, tänker bara en dag
Historierna är sjuka som suedies på en klämdag
Här krävs det jävligt mycket för att lyckas
Där dom hellre vill se sig förolyckas
Drömmare talas högt om styckas
Och flashar du kan kedjor ryckas
Har skrikit “f*ck andra valet” sen jag spelade i förstafemman men i andra laget, nu ligger första pris i handbagaget
Kommer kriga tills sista andetaget, och knulla er som reppar Jantelagen, tänker bara en dag, en dag, wallahi, tänker bara en dag, en dag

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Weiland – Slilppnyhik6febe.onion Lyrics

[Part 1]

[Intro]
I got my mind right
I got my money right
I got my mind right
Yeah, I can’t sleep at night
Got my cup right
Samson
Agh (Hahahahaha, Clibbo, you’re crazy for this one)

[Chorus]
She love molly, she can’t help it
Hella money, I’m so selfish
Dodgin’ cops, watchin’ out for opps, yeah, yeah
Dodgin’ cops, watchin’ out for opps, yeah, yeah
Dodgin’ cops, watchin’ out for opps, yeah, yeah
Dodgin’ cops, watchin’ out for opps, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Take a trip, uh, down my block, yeah, yeah
Got his bitch, grabbin’ on my cock, yeah, yeah
Yeah, my piece hit, yeah, that pack shipped
Yeah, my piece hit, ’cause that pack shipped
Yeah, piece hit, my pack shipped
I made a hundred racks and I put it all in a spaceship
I made a hundred racks, if I want ya head, put it on ya
And I got her p*ssy drippin’ wet like a sauna
I’m rockin’ the Gucci, the Louis, the Ricky, the Prada
This choppa go ‘blooey, kablooey, they don’t want no drama
Aye

[Bridge]
‘Cause I got them big racks, I’m smokin’ on big pack
I got them big racks, big racks
I got the big racks, I got the big racks, yeah

[Verse 2]
My bitch in Céline
Mix the Percs with lean
Off the molly bean

Pulled up to the scene
Decarnin Balmain jeans
All of the money, it’s green
Off of these drugs, I fiend
Tiny Ricky jeans
Jacket, it’s Craig Green
I got my mind right
This Xan got my mind right
Smokin’ pressure right
Smokin’ pressure right
Glocky earned my stripe
[?] stripe
Hit you with the Glock, I earned my stripe
Kill you
Earn my stripe
Pop Oxyco’, she off the coke
Moncler my coat, Moncler my coat
Moncler my coat, Moncler my coat
Moncler my coat, uh, yeah

[Chorus]
Oh
She love molly, she can’t help it (Help)
Dodgin’ cops, watchin’ out for opps, yeah, yeah
Dodgin’ cops, watchin’ out for opps, yeah, yeah

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, yeah
Ooh, ooh, yeah
Ooh, ooh, yeah
Ooh, ooh, yeah

[Part 2]

[Verse]
I rely on drugs ’cause I had no friends
I rely on drugs ’cause I had no friends
If I had love, would you be here in the end?
If I had love, would you be here in the end?
I do lots of fraud, yeah, I bought me a Benz
You want me, you want me
Babygirl, you want me, you want me
[?] back of the Benz
Hundred came in with the beam
Oh, oh

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Ella Mae Morse – Ain’t That A Shame Lyrics

You made me cry
When you said goodbye
Ain’t that a shame?
Oh, my tears fell like rain
Ain’t that a shame?
You’re the one to blame

You broke my heart
When you said we’d part
Ain’t that a shame?
Oh, my tears fell like rain
Ain’t that a shame?
You’re the one to blame

You’re the one to blame

You made me cry
When you said goodbye
Ain’t that a shame?
Oh, my tears fell like rain
Ain’t that a shame?
You’re the one to blame

Oh, well good, goodbye
Although I’m gonna cry
Ain’t that a shame?
Oh, my tears fell like rain
Ain’t that a shame?
You’re the one to blame

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White 2115 – Wampir Lyrics

[Intro]
Jezu Chryste, Kubi!

[Zwrotka 1]
Wyjebane mam teraz
Miałem pokój, no i materac
Koło głowy komiks Marvela
Wtedy chciałem być jak oni w marzeniach
Nie czarny charakter jak pantera
Znowu nocą płynę sam w melanż
Nie mów kochanie, że trap zmienia mnie (nie, nie, nie)
Hajs zmienia mnie (czemu nie ma ciebie obok teraz)
Mówili o mnie plotki, mówili dorośnij
No to szmaty stałem się dorosły

[Refren]
Żyję nocą tak jak wampir
Dookoła puste panny
Po mieście lawirują ludzie martwi
Czekają na to, aż w końcu zatańczysz
Ona wie, że ze mnie wampir
Ona wie, że ze mnie wampir
Ona wie, że ze mnie wampir
Mimo to chce ze mną tańczyć

[Zwrotka 2]
Klaszcz w dłonie, tyle już minęło

A ja sam stoję i nawet kurwa nie licz na to
Że kiedyś zadzwonię, bo już dobrze wiesz, że znowu zawiodę
Uhu wiesz, że znowu zawiodę
Uhu, don [?] weź nam polej
Uhu, [?] leży na stole
Uhu ciepłe słowa na koniec (kocham cię)
Nienawidzę kłamstw, przebijają moje serce niczym pal
Chociaż dawno jest jak głaz to dalej kruche jak ze szkła

[Refren]
Żyję nocą tak jak wampir
Dookoła puste panny
Po mieście lawirują ludzie martwi
Czekają na to, aż w końcu zatańczysz
Ona wie, że ze mnie wampir
Ona wie, że ze mnie wampir
Ona wie, że ze mnie wampir
Mimo to chce ze mną tańczyć

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Dizzee Rascal – Leisure Lyrics

[Intro]
But I do it at my leisure

[Chorus]
I do it at my leisure, I make it look easy
I do it at my leisure, you breddas can’t see me
I do it at my leisure, I couldn’t give a toss man
I do it at my leisure, cause I’m my own boss man

[Verse 1]
Everybody’s chatting, I don’t see nobody backing
I just see a lot of acting and I see a lot of slacking
Personally, I think the streets are lacking
Decency attack, cause there’s no unity or honour among thieves
And that’s a fact
Now everybody’s hyping over crack and hyping over gats

[Chorus]
I do it at my leisure, I make it look easy
I do it at my leisure, you breddas can’t see me
I do it at my leisure, I couldn’t give a toss man
I do it at my leisure, cause I’m my own boss man

[Verse 2]
Get breddas always saying, ‘Keep it real, keep it real’

Running around the street or running their mouth

[Chorus]
I do it at my leisure, I make it look easy
I do it at my leisure, you breddas can’t see me
I do it at my leisure, I couldn’t give a toss man
I do it at my leisure, cause I’m my own boss man

[Verse 3]
Don’t need no rubber, dog, don’t need no west-end club
Cheap scrub, tried to holler at me acting like it’s love
Fake f*cks, say they claiming blood, say they claiming crip
No rap sheet on their ear, lots of bullshit coming out their lips

[Chorus]
I do it at my leisure, I make it look easy
I do it at my leisure, you breddas can’t see me
I do it at my leisure, I couldn’t give a toss man
I do it at my leisure, cause I’m my own boss man

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Middle Class Rut – Tax On Death Lyrics

The government says you better pay Tax On Death
They’re gonna come and find all the money you hid
Life’s a business like a sickness
You play the game or you end up on the shit list
I look and see you running right now
Ready to fight now I’m scared white now
Dreams I slept through are outta sight now
Hook in the water 10 years no bite now
I’m living and dying ok
Strangler Days with no sick pay
Weeks and months without no say
I move ahead but in my head I think

I don’t even know anymore
Where I want to go anymore
What I want to do anymore
Emotional lock down ahead
The prison gate shuts
The vision is dead
I don’t even know anymore
Where I want to go anymore
What I want to do anymore
The world is hungry and sick

Of the f*cked kings and the lies that run it

The warning signs they don’t stick
So get a cup make a sign get rich
Shit on the side of the road in a ditch
Live on a freeway exit the taxpayer gets it
But there’s a new knot in your chest
So hold the phones the heart needs rest
Hook up machines and run your tests
The devil came home and your god just left

I don’t even know anymore
Where I want to go anymore
What I want to do anymore
Emotional outbreak ahead
Riots on the yard and the warden is dead
I don’t even know anymore
Where I want to go anymore
What I want to do anymore
The world is sick and it’s torn
The rules just bend and the people move on

The rules just bend and the people move on

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I Am They – Even Me Lyrics

He knows my thoughts
The things that no one sees
He knows my heart
It’s every broken piece
Somehow still I’m held by this one thing
And somehow still I’m held by this one thing

Yes, Jesus loves me
Even me, even me
I stand forgiven and free
Even me, even me

He knows my past
The choices I have made
When I have wandered
When I pushed away
Somehow still I’m held by this one thing
Somehow still I’m held by this one thing

Yes, Jesus loves me
Even me, even me

I stand forgiven and free
Even me, even me
Even me, yes even me

Nothing could ever stop this love
Nothing could ever take it away
My life was lost, His life He gave
Even to the grave, even to the grave
Even to the grave

Yes, Jesus loves me
Even me, even me
I stand forgiven and free
Even me, he loves even me

Yes, Jesus loves me
Even me, even me
I stand forgiven and free
Even me, he loves even me
Even me, he loves even me
Even me, even me

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Horseshoe Gang – My Last Song Lyrics

[Verse 1: Julius Luciano]
Ey, how do I go on from this
I’m mad at life, I got a bone to pick
I feel like me and life broke a wishbone and I got the short end of the bone and shit
My plan A ain’t working, and my plan B it don’t exist
I got a pot to piss in but my window of opportunity is closed so where do I throw the piss
I gave this game my all nigga, I say it ain’t my fault nigga
I ain’t to blame, I chase the fame, I can’t explain it at all, hold up
Crook paved the way for us raw spitters
But the game just favored you soft niggas
My fame chasin’ was pain stakin, now I chase my pain with malt liquor
But I did everything thing that I could
We the best rappers whose name is not Crook
Leave the game, I won’t be ashamed but f*ck you if you say that I should
Yeah, I was denied my perks, I won’t lie, that hurts
f*ck this song, this is my last verse
Wanna get it over with that’s why I rap first

[Hook: Demetrius Capone]
I did everything that I could
I did everything that I should
If I could say it again then I would
But I’m tellin’ the game that I’m good
(x2)
I gotta say so long, say so long
I can’t go on, I ain’t that strong
I gotta say so long, why it take so long
I can’t go on, this my last song, ohh

[Verse 2: Demetrius Capone]
I didn’t get my fair shake
Even though I’m as good as a Wayne or a Drake
I even try to follow Jay’s
Blueprint but now I got’s to say
So long I’m finished
I don’t really understand what God intended
I could have been a nigga on the top
The second coming of Pac but I’m not
Man I don’t get it, Yeah, this shit hurt
Tears in my eye as I spit this verse
Talkin’ to God, could you lift this curse
Now I gotta find me a different purpose

In life, what to do
All I can tell is the f*ckin’ truth
Music took me, my brothers’ and my mother’s youth
Now I just want a f*ckin’ truce
I’m in love with rap, but my life-long love never loved me back
I done lost every woman I had cause of the love for rap
But now I’m gone, I ain’t coming back
I be like f*ck niggas, this game’s for f*ck niggas
This game ain’t for real niggas with no skills, nah they don’t f*ck with us

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Andrew ‘Dice’ Dinero]
Y’all made me go, go, y’all made me go
Will I come back? Maybe so, so
But maybe no, mothaf*ck the radio
Mothaf*ck them videos
Niggas be dressing like any old thing
Wearing them skinny clothes
f*ck that shit, f*ck that shit, a nigga like me won’t pretend to be
Something I’m not, something I’m not, I won’t sell my soul to this industry
I’m a grown-ass man with a grown-ass plan
And I won’t get f*cked on some broke back shit
If you don’t understand I’m an old damn man, then yo I’m up, yo I quit

[Verse 4: Kenny Siegel]
Used to love rap, like will I stop? Never
But if it’s cold enough to be f*ckin’ Crooked’s
Someone as dope as my older brother, Crook, whose five times better
Over years get to thinkin’, will I rhyme ever
I may as well flip a bird, ’till flippin words
Flip a burner or flip a burger somewhere
Rappers talk like they hustlin’, and bubblin’ but strugglin’ in 2 seconds from hustlin’ the bus fare
Kind of reminds me of a broke Xbox disc, this game really don’t play
All it’ll cost is that soul of yours, and every goal of yours, you could believe you gon’ pay
Man, I be like f*ck niggas, this game’s for f*ck niggas
This game ain’t for real niggas with no skill, nah they don’t f*ck with us

[Hook]

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Clean Bandit – Baby Lyrics (feat. Marina And The Diamonds & Luis Fonsi)

Sé que te gusto a ti todavía
Tres, dos, uno

Standing here in an empty room
I saw you there and my blood ran cold
Take me back to that long September
Don’t know how I ever let you go

I was young, didn’t know ’bout love
You were wild, couldn’t get enough
Gave my heart to another lover
Don’t know how I ever let you go

Find me, in another place and time
If only, if only you were mine
But I’m already someone else’s baby
Guess I had my last chance
And now this is our last dance
You fell through the cracks in my hands
Hard to say it’s over
But I’m already someone else’s (C’mon)

Baby, ahh
Baby, ahh
Baby, ahh
But I’m already someone else’s

All caught up in the way we were
I feel your hands getting close to mine
Don’t say the words that I love to hear
The beat goes on and I close my eyes

I was young, didn’t know ’bout love
You were wild, couldn’t get enough
Let’s leave things the way they were
You’ll stay with me like a lullaby

Hey, sé que te gusto a ti todavía por mucho que digas
Además puedo ver en tus ojos
Que no sólo quieres quedar como amigos

Tienes mi corazón, eres mi obsesión
Soy tuyo pa’ siempre

Guess I had my last chance
And now this is our last dance
You fell through the cracks in my hands
Tell myself be stronger
My heart’s like a rubber band
And it’s such a shame
You’ll always be the one who got away
We both know that deep down you feel the same
Hard to say it’s over
But I’m already someone else’s (C’mon)

Baby, ahh (Eso no, eso no)
Baby, ahh (Mereces mejor)
Baby, ahh (Y a tu calor)
I’m already someone else’s

Wish I met you at another place and time
If only, if only you were mine
This love story ends for you and I
‘Cause I’m already someone else’s
Baby, ahh (Contigo otra vez)
Baby, ahh (Mereces mucho mejor, mucho mejor)
Baby, ahh (Veo que lo que tienes con él no es amor)
But I’m already someone else’s

Baby, ahh (Cada noche más te extraño, cada día sin ti me hace daño)
Baby, ahh (Sabes que mereces mejor, lo que sientes por él ya no es amor)
Baby, ahh (Por mucho que digas somos más que amigos)
I’m already someone else’s (Y el tiempo se acaba en cuatro, tres, dos, uno)

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Jersey Demic – Brinks Truck Lyrics

Verse(Demic):
Got my bag up and then i moved to the villa
Flew a pretty chick to see me cuz i wanna
Everybody eat everybody getting bigger
Brought a brinx truck through the hood for my hittas, yea

Brinks truck through the hood, who the realest
Made it out the gutter where the system tried to kill us
Did alot to get here hope your god can forgive us
People wanna judge us but they really wasn’t wit us

Bag up and then i moved to the villa
Flew a pretty chick to see me cuz i wanna feel her
Everybody eat everybody getting bigger
Brought a brinx truck through the hood for my hittas, yea

Brinks truck through the hood, who the realest
Made it out the gutter where the system tried to kill us
Did alot to get here hope your god can forgive us
Niggas wanna judge us but they really wasn’t wit us

Verse 2(ST):
Niggas really wasn’t with us
Tattle Telling to the piglet
Run ya mouth we run em out then on the stand we get acquitted
Pop eyes with the smithn if it come down to the spinach
Plenty niggas wit agendas watch who you let hit your swisha
There they go there they go

Through the hood wit my hittas
Ye ain’t know ye ain’t know
Oh yea your bitch about to get it
Take her back to my palace no malice when I clip her
Lord willing luke willa tell her she could get a sister
Trigga

Verse(Demic):
Got my bag up and then i moved to the villa
Flew a pretty chick to see me cuz i wanna
Everybody eat everybody getting bigger
Brought a brinx truck through the hood for my hittas, yea

Brinks truck through the hood, who the realest
Made it out the gutter where the system tried to kill us
Did alot to get here hope your god can forgive us
People wanna judge us but they really wasn’t wit us

Bag up and then i moved to the villa
Flew a pretty chick to see me cuz i wanna feel her
Everybody eat everybody getting bigger
Brought a brinx truck through the hood for my hittas, yea

Brinks truck through the hood, who the realest
Made it out the gutter where the system tried to kill us
Did alot to get here hope your god can forgive us
Niggas wanna judge us but they really wasn’t wit us, yea
Through the hood for me, yea

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Jon Hope – ChamPain Lyrics

Chorus

Thou shalt be trill nigga
Motherf*cka and real sisters
Same ones I came with
We got a 1000 words and take real pictures
Got styrofoam of my mama’s tears
Pour it up that’s ChamPAIN
Real niggas & real bitches they all apart of my campaign

Verse 1

Just opened up my big mouth this my version of small talk
Got a size 12 of these Stan Smiths that took big steps of this small walk
Heavy hearts I’m talkin’ day ones on day two they’re shot
6 guys using 12 hands wooden coffins and we dropped

This is my PTSD ‘cause not even me respects me
Still gotta go to school tomorrow f*ck algebra life be testing me
Still trying to pass through ninth grade and life grade
Ain’t no one to talk to everyone telling me F.I.S.H

f*ck It Shit Happens and showing emotions is bish
Under my burdens I bury they’re squished
My poker face never will show it exists
Take that nigga take that by any means I’mma ride for the payback

I’m a race rat trying to chase cash give a f*ck about the age gap
Whether night or the day trap f*ck tomorrow 5 seconds is my ASAP

Second Verse

Silhouettes give me a tease
While bitches collecting the fees
How can I knock off your hustle
‘Cause nothing may come from degrees

The world is a savage beauty will hide in sinister smile
Enjoy what you gather cause will walk in the middle of aisles
Playing them both sides morals are compromised
Everyday hood shit feel comfort in homicides
Why mama gotta work so hard when she never get a chance to eat her fruits of her labor?
These days I be looking for the words in the church but it hurts when the bible can’t save us
From a stray from beautiful p*ssy with AIDS
The silence of cancer in food I just ate

The ambulance comes with an hour delay

Pimpin’ robbin’ boostin’ nuisance
30’s AK’s Sirens music

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Enej – Vitre Hnatyi Lyrics

Вийшли разом з козаками
З вітром в небо заспівали
Про гори сині і Україну
Так співали через годину!

Тримали міцно в долоні біду рожу
Не знали слова “я не можу”
Не серці видно червону квлину
Так співали всі годину:

Приспів:
Вітре гнатий, заведи мене до хати!
Вітре гнатий, заведи мене до хати!
Вітре гнатий, покажи, де маю бути!
Вітре гнатий, заведу мене до хати!

Співайте люди, ідемо разом з нами
Для нас не страшні океани!
Нова є Польща і Україна
Нове майбутнє народила!

Синєє море, старіїть вже Карпати
Тому-то можна починати!
Літайте разом і вище неба
Та напиймося з джерела!

(Приспів)

Підете з нами, браття милі!
Візьмемо рожу в руку
І підем, де маєм думи
Під небом гілля високо

FONETYCZNIE:

Wyjszly razom z kozakamy
Z witrom w nebo zaspiwaly
Pro hory syni i Ukrainu
Tak spiwaly czerez hodynu !

Trymaly micno w doloni bilu rożu
Ne znaly slowa “ja ne możu”
Na serci wydno czerwonu kalynu
Tak spiwaly wsi hodynu:

Ref.:
Witre hnatyj zawedy mene do chaty !
Witre hnatyj zawedy mene do chaty !
Witre bujnyj pokaży de maju buty !

Witre hnatyj zawedy mene do chaty !

Spiwaje lindy, idemo razom z namy
Dlia nas ne straszni okeany !
Nowa je Polszcza i Ukraina
Nowe majbutnie narodyla !

Synie je more, Starijit’ wże karpaty
Tomuto można poczynaty !
Litajte razom i wyszcze neba
Ta naoyjmosia z dżerela !

Ref.:
Witre hnatyj zawedy mene do chaty !
Witre hnatyj zawedy mene do chaty !
Witre bujnyj pokaży de maju buty !
Witre hnatyj zawedy mene do chaty !

Pidete z namy, bratia myli !
Wizmemo rożu w ruky !
I pitem de majem buty !
Pid mebom hillia wysoko !

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Social Circkle – Finger On The Switch Lyrics

There’s no use to try to fight
Just hide out every night

Paper headlines scream in fear
It’s coming down the end is near
USSA’s the new Iraq
Just wiping cities off the map

So this is how it’s gonna end?
At the hands of selfish men
The switch – the switch
They’ve got their fingers on the switch
The switch – the switch
Got their fingers on the switch

There’s no use to try to fight
Just hide out every night

War planes fill the darkened skies
It’s not a dream believe your eyes
Panic starts to hit the ground
T-minus ten they’re counting down

So this is how it’s gonna be?
There’s no hope for you and me
The switch – the switch
They’ve got their fingers on the switch
The switch – the switch
Got their fingers on the switch

4321

Paper headlines scream in fear
It’s coming down the end is near
USSA’s the new Iraq
Just wiping cities off the map

So this is how it’s gonna end?
At the hands of selfish men
The switch – the switch
They’ve got their fingers on the switch
The switch – the switch
Got their fingers on the switch