Lox Chatterbox – Trippin

[Chorus]
My Windows down
but my system up,
system up, system up.
Indo cloud
We could twist one up,
twist one up, twist one up
My Windows down but my system up,
and im trippin. I dont ever wanna come down.

Planet cali-fornia..
We are now in orbit
And I, take you too another dimension
and where we going is really not important//
like a metamorphis,
we about to change.
Not a dif state, but a whole dif plane//
once you take a hit, then your going insane//
aint no way to stop it like LSD Rain//
Man we too gone/
Outa touch,
outa sight outa mind//
Gime a card so i can chop out a line//
Cause i feel the psychodelics as theyre drippin in my spine//
drippin down my spine, drip-drippin down my spine//
Shadows, on the, ceiling. Staring at the walls as they melt,
Every single thoughts so trippy, And i just cant help myself//

[Chorus]
Look, I could penetrate your mind,
I could map out all your thoughts and designs,
Its like I see right through everything, so clear, how are yall so blind?
(What the fuck)
So dont mind me, and I wont mind you//
Open up your soul and ill look right thru//
I can get a glimpse of the shit that you hide, cause inside me is just like you//
Were all Force fed with this information, entertained but no stimulation
Bread to be the new generation, hoping were not investigating//
But fuck that, fuck that.
Ima ask questions, Ima peel back,
the layers that they hide to try to reveal facts
You thinkin I aint capable of that?

[Chorus]

I think everything that were taught, and what were led to beleive.
Is just a bunch of bullshit cause theyre too scared of what it is we acheive.
Now im spaced out, lookin at the stars //
tryna figure out where the fuck we are//
I guess this is what its like for an insect whe-when they get trapped in a jar//.
[Chorus]

Maga & Tudoran – Copilul din Mine

Refren:

Copilul din mine e bine, spune-mi al tău cum se ține
Și dacă e o idee bună, să se joace împreună

I.
#copiluldinmine e conștient
Că la școala vieții e repetent
Inocent el nu trișează
E prea corect și mă îngrijorează
Din blugii de import și tenișii Drăgășani
Caută prieteni, nu să faca bani
Ideal ar fi să reușească
E un copil nebun și nu prea vrea să crească

Refren

Copilul din mine e bine, spune-mi al tău cum se ține
Și dacă e o idee bună, să se joace împreună

II.
#copiluldinmine e insistent
Fură cireșe, fură curent
Dar se jură că nu-njură
Nu l-am prins încă cu țigara-n gură
#copiluldinmine e țînțar
Transformat în armăsar
E simpatic, nu face nazuri
Are grijă cum se mișcă și n-are necazuri

Bridge:

Îmi dai și mie să-ți completez oracolul? Hai că ți-l dau și eu. Hai să facem schimb. Ok, scriu cu stiloul.. Să nu facem purcei pe hârtie..

Antan tichitan
Ce dacă trece an după an,
An tan tichi tan tan
#copiluldinmine nu crește după plan
Antan tichi tan tan
Antan tichi tan
#copiluldinmine nu crește după plan

Refren

Copilul din mine e bine, spune-mi al tău cum se ține
Și dacă e o idee bună, să se joace împreună

Miuosh x Onar – Sam

[Verse 1: Miuosh]
Mam w garści więcej niż kiedykolwiek mógłbym chcieć – popatrz
Mówili mi weź spierdalaj – dziś mówią “bierz i leć, chłopak”
Zastój – nie załapał mnie bo nie chciałem dać mu się dopaść
Wiesz…
Nigdy nie słuchałem ich i nie słucham dziś
A za to mnie słychać na blokach
Świat mówi “pisz” mi, a nie liczni znają to jak ja
Ciągle widzę i czuję i słyszę – jak czuję to nagram
Polska rap gra – jestem zbyt blisko, jestem zbyt mocno
Polski hip-hop – jebane widowisko, a tylko ono mnie zniosło
Zbyt głośno, zbyt ostro już, nie umiem myśleć trzeźwo
Dostałem skrzydeł by polecieć wyżej a niebo spuściło mi wpierdol
Sedno? Znam je na pamięć – widuję je rzadko
Scena to teatr a kiedy widowni już nie ma
Stoję na niej sam jak naćpany aktor
Duszno i parno jest, stres znów daje mi wycisk
Chcę widzieć drogi kres, przy niej gdzieś się wyciszyć
Znów ten sam gest, flesz, ze mną nikt się nie liczy
Wiem, jest jedna rzecz nie ma skutków bez przyczyn

[Verse 2: Onar]
Flesze na twarzy czuję, chcesz trochę – stań przy mnie
Tylko Ty możesz jutro wyjść, ja zostanę po ostatni dzień
Tobie się może nie chcieć, mi się zawsze musi chcieć z pasją
Bo grać, żeby tylko grać, kurwa mać, nie warto
Dla Ciebie autograf ma wartość, dla mnie to parafka
Na kolejnej kartce cyrografu ja – adwokat diabła
Anielski uśmiech, białe skrzydła, wokół ból i brud
Jestem najedzony mam pełny talerz, a i tak czuję głód
Od ludzi czuje chłód, chociaż krzyczą “Kocham”
Strumieniem nie płynie miód, tylko alkohol i ropa
Wszystko jest na pokaz, na ocenę, znasz cenę
Nie wiem ile jeszcze jest siły we mnie, bo płacę ją codziennie
Od tylu lat, kurwa mać, cos ode mnie chcesz
Pieniądze rządzą wszystkim wokół mnie; ING
Hip-hop – mój trzeci dom, po rodzinie i Warszawie
Na zawsze tu zostaję, nawet jeśli sam jak palec

Pmgintheflesh – Back Then

CHORUS (Pmgintheflesh)- True story this was the life of me, painful memories that stuck with me, sayin shit about me, in school and the internet, they could never see me for who I am, just reminicin bout back then, just reminicin bout back then, just reminicin bout back then- chorus
Verse 1 (Pmgintheflesh) — im up in the avenue, reminicin about adolescence, painful tribulations I went thru, never could keep it cool, I was the one not even seen on the tv screen when they gave labels on high school shows, I was that kid that was invisible, ya kno, that moment when the nobody became somebody, that never happened, waited but it was a dream that was never shown, it’s the art of reality, sometimes theres no happy ending, yeah such a tradgedy, felt like everybody had it out for me, mostly cuz most did, they aint have an idea on what I had to face on a daily basis, school was hell and so was anywhere else, I was in my own mind, own realm, own realm
CHORUS (Pmgintheflesh)- True story this was the life of me, painful memories that stuck with me, sayin shit about me, in school and the internet, they could never see me for who I am, just reminicin bout back then, just reminicin bout back then, just reminicin bout back then- chorus
Verse 2 (Pmgintheflesh)- My reflection showed a ugly bitch, but in reality it was a fucked up glitch, a tainted image that made no sense, These stupid people made me believe everything they said, said about me being worthless, I now realize nothing was wrong with me, instead, everything was wrong with them, most of them had disturbances in they head, cuz everything they claimed was so incorrect, just pure disrespect, no intellect, no logic, to what they were sayin, just lookin to impress they friends with the dumb shit they sayin, karma gon find em and bite em in the ass for the shit they happen, still sayin dumb shit but I built a armor that’s immune to the stabbing
CHORUS (Pmgintheflesh)- True story this was the life of me, painful memories that stuck with me, sayin shit about me, in school and the internet, they could never see me for who I am, just reminicin bout back then, just reminicin bout back then, just reminicin bout back then- chorus
Verse 3 (Marshall)- Just reminicin about back then, sometimes I wonder, what the fuck happened, life is always changing, I couldn’t even stop it, im tryna stand still, pull a dollar out my pocket ,instead of a dollar I pulled out my dreams, It layin in front of me, callin me things, So I dusted off my shoulder and went down to my knees, started prayin to God then he told me, you gotta make a company, Thank God I did it, Couple years later and im still committed, Got a couple people wantin a verse for verse, got tell people if it don’t work it works, And im writin everyday workin on new shit, tryna stay strong and put yall on my skills, cant nobody ever take my voice and take my thoughts, huh motherfucker im real
CHORUS (Pmgintheflesh)- True story this was the life of me, painful memories that stuck with me, sayin shit about me, in school and the internet, they could never see me for who I am, just reminicin bout back then, just reminicin bout back then, just reminicin bout back then- chorus

Action Bronson – Bet Hip-Hop Awards Cypher

[Excerpt]
Bitch, know my chest shoot colours like a Care Bear
All year see me tan, hoppin’ out the van
You weren’t there… now you tryna show face?
Fuck around, be a cold case
Chrome skates on the old 8 – remote control chains
Promote dope for the veins, poke Jakes
Bitches in robes lay, eat steaks off a gold plate
Stoned, listening to Cold Play
Long knife by the spinal, built like a rhino
Push the 6-35 to the finals
Pearl white like what you sniffin’ in your sinus
The finest vaginas demolished by my dick
One year, from Queens to the top
Cream of the crop, I serve a fiend out of my sock
Five minutes ’til they lean like the drop
Now they spinnin’ through the furnace like the scene from The Rock
Hide spinach like a doomsday prepper
Every Sunday in my Tuesday leather
Now my beard look like Uday and Qusay
I play the pool on a cool day
It’s me…

“I thought you wanted spoken word?”

Benjamin – Bad

Verse 1
Wake Up, I see my lady and she lookin’ fine
Worth a Million Dollars but still a fuckin’ dime
Stepping outta bed, looking at the side of this shit
Now I get why all these mothafuckas eyein’ my chick
A certified stunner, something like one of the models
Definition of thickness, so banging, full throttle
I dont talk about pussy, I dont get it all the time
But baby I never front so could I hit it from behind?
When I look into her eyes, its a feeling unexplainable
God put me through hell to give me an angel
Love hurts but im harmless to you, ugh
Call me crazy but I wanna see you naked, ugh
In the sunset, Dime in a sundress,
Make me wanna get you undressed to impress but uhh
At the end of the day, its just us
Talk shit, cause she ain’t give a fuck.

Chorus
Every good girl hopes she can be one
Thats a Bad Bitch, Thats A Bad Bitch
Enemy or best friend if you need one
Thats a Bad Bitch, Thats A Bad Bitch
Give it up for a chump? try never
Thats a Bad Bitch, Thats A Bad Bitch
She was a good girl, now shes gone forever
Thats a Bad Bitch, Thats A Bad Bitch

Verse 2

Lemme stress, yo I love this girl
But sometimes I think she’d rather fuck the world
Sometimes I wanna talk a little sense to the chick
But I get a ‘fuck you’ if I mention the shit
‘Okay’ didn’t know she had that kinda vocabulary
She acting very passionate but weary
& im feeling she don’t hear me
My queen treat her king well
But if she fuck around, Guaranteed Im bringing hell
So im hoping that our faithfulness, stays and we aint
Wasting it, love is where patience is
& if we got it the we got it all
Happiness, A warm gun, we just shot it off, ugh
Are we falling in love or are we falling for each others lies?
So bad, when I mention you my mother cries
But at the end of the day its still us
Playing games with each others trust
But thats a bad bitch

Navzar – Decor

Refren x2:
Cu cine sa mai fi sincer cand toti au lumea lor?
Cand purtati de invidie traim intr-un decor
Cui ii pasa de ce simti cand sufletu-ti plange?
Cand peste inimi de gheata,de ceva timp tot ninge

Strofa 1:
Prea multe masti pentru un bal mascat atat de mic
Ei zic ca e realitate da stiu ca-i un decor unic
In sufletele lor,analizeaza tot
Si ies pe scena in ideea ca ei dreg si pot
Va zic de fetele din inima Ardealului
Ba va jur ca astea aproape toate-s date dracului
Toate-s originale,invidiate de parasute
Culmea e ca toate zic la fel,da unde-s cele rupte
Nici una nu alege baietii dupa portofel
Atunci cum de stai cu-n mos cand tu zici ca esti model?
Fidele toate frate atata timp cat esti cu ea
Dac-o scapi intre vagabonti o sa vezi cat e de catea
Decor,prea mult,prea mut,prea rupt
Prea putini ce vad realitatea de la inceput
Oameni,prea rai,prea prosti,prea grei
Prea putini vor arata in realitate cum sunt ei

Refren x2

Strofa 2:
Uitate pe strada,doar fete de dorobant
Poarta doar colant,sa te faca sa intri-n sant
Nici una nu lucreaza,toate-si traiesc viata
Inchise-n casa pe facebook pana dimineata
Cunosc baieti ce-si baga pula-n tot doar de decor
Cand in realitate isi fac zilnic laba-n dormitor
Cand tu citezi din autorii morti de mult
Eu citez din legendele cu care am crescut
Care m-au corupt,m-au ajutat,m-au sfatuit
Si asta doar prin muzica,intelegi ce zic?
Iti jur man,ca voi aprecia mereu
Omul cu suflet mare ce te-ajuta cand ti-e greu
Decor,prea mult,prea mut,prea rupt
Prea putini ce vad realitatea de la inceput
Oameni,prea rai,prea prosti,prea grei
Prea putini vor arata in realitate cum sunt ei

John O’Callaghan ft. Erica Curran – I Believe

Outside, your eyes strike me,
as the rain spills down your face.
Waiting, watching, the fears rise.
Once again, lift up your eyes.

And I believe, we’ll wake to find the fear have gone…
and you and I will live again, beneath the sun.
As those stars burn out in black skies,
We will move as one.

Somehow your eyes tell me,
we will find our way back home.
Waiting watching, as hope dies.
Once again lift up your eyes.

And I believe, we’ll wake to find the fear have gone…
and you and I will live again, beneath the sun.
As those stars burn out in black skies,
We will move as one.

Emebeka – Una Mirada al Barrio

[estribillo]

una mirada,
no dice nada,
y al mismo tiempo,
lo dice todo,
como la lluvia,
sobre tu cara,
o el viejo mapa,
de algún tesoro,

[estrofa 1]

una mirada al mundo pero mas esperanzada,
sin la mirada fría que observa y no mira nada,
del barrio el barro eh caminado y me encontré perdido,
por no ver el camino cuando cerré de lagrimas mi mirada,
no hay nada,
la luz esta apagada,
miro dentro de tu mirada fría y es verdad no veo nada,
nada de nada,
ni la esperanza ni las ganas de ganarle a esta vida a las patadas,
me siento estar perdido cuando no no siento nada,
tristeza cuando nenes pasan hambre y en la mirada del padre se le nota
en su mirada la derrota,
que importa el cara rota que me regala una computadora
cuando tengo la ropa rota,
miradas pal drogado miremos que ah consumido,
mientras no miramos a aquel que se la ah vendido,
mirame la mirada y me veras adolorido!!

[estribillo]

una mirada, (miradas para el barrio)
no dice nada, (miremos a su gente)
y al mismo tiempo, (sus ojos están cansados)
lo dice todo, (tristeza , llanto y muerte)
como la lluvia,
sobre tu cara, (la esperanza no muere)
o el viejo mapa,
de algún tesoro,

[estrofa 2]

miro dentro eh tus ojos y adentro vive un espíritu,
que no soporta mas la mirada discriminada,
wachines que en los trenes van llenando la bolsita,
distinto seria mirarlos divirtiéndose en la calesita,
miraste bien de cerca mi mirada empastillada?
necesidad profunda de tenerla anestesiada,
gilada tras gilada,
procesa diariamente la mirada,
pero irradia tu luz y demuestra de que fue tu alma fabricada,
miremos lo importante y lo que sirva pal futuro,
lo que haga a nuestros hijos el camino menos duro,
es puro aquel que mira con el corazón y el alma,
y es puro ante la desesperación perder la calma,
aquel que dice ser mi enemigo no es mi enemigo
porque noto yo el respeto en su mirada,
me cuido del que halaga mirándome con odio y con la mirada congelada

[estribillo]

una mirada, (miradas para el barrio)
no dice nada, (miremos a su gente)
y al mismo tiempo, (sus ojos están cansados)
lo dice todo, (tristeza , llanto y muerte)
como la lluvia,
sobre tu cara, (la esperanza no muere)
o el viejo mapa,
de algún tesoro,

una mirada, (miradas para el barrio)
no dice nada, (miremos a su gente)
y al mismo tiempo, (sus ojos están cansados)
lo dice todo, (tristeza , llanto y muerte)
como la lluvia,
sobre tu cara, (la esperanza no muere)
o el viejo mapa,
de algún tesoro,

como la lluvia,
sobre tu cara,
o el viejo mapa,
de algún tesoro,

Kap G – José Got Dem Tacos

Partner hit me if I know your fam’
He said I need a blood ‘
And I got trust …you probably hit the ‘
…he need a ‘
Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos,
Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos,
‘I’m talking tacos ‘he got you order
Jose say you trust this man ‘ho gonna put you in the coma
‘if you run I’mma fuck you shut you
…look at me when I’m talking to you
‘I’mma start you over ‘pick it up …and’
Then tacos coming to a miracle I get it ‘
You ain’t ‘then you ‘
Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos,
Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos,
Te guy ain’t risk, ain’t’
Cooking like Chinese spot ‘
..all day’you think that’
Jose got them tacos’
‘dress me like a ‘
..
If you know I like my taco, same color, same size’
‘
I can make them bad’
‘got me speakers ‘
Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos,
Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos,
Police’like you from LA
He never coming home like you are ‘
He talking to the ‘they talking twenty ‘
‘unless you told ‘em how is ‘
I got it from Jose we suppose to meat us ‘
You ain’ wanna kick with ‘
‘I’mma call some ‘
That should dick and doesn’t hurt
..cuz they know that they can’t pay ‘
‘on my head, gotta make that Monday shit’
Turn up and kill my partners ‘
Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos,
Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos, Jose got them tacos,

Pity – Dejame ser tu hombre

Nuestra historia es algo sentimental cuando practico con tigo la esena mas fundamental…
es algo especial lo que yo siento…
y en mi sueño te grito eres tu mi conplemento…
te sorprendo cuando te digo cuanto es lo que te amo…
espero dar todo de mi como lo de ti es lo que espero…
y encerio en tus ojos hay algo especial…
esencial como tu belleza corporal…
me siento tan fatal si no te miro y si te busco es por que hay momentos qe te necesito…
y no me explico el por que no estas con migo…
si supieras como me siento que me mires como un amigo…
mi corazon es testigo que en mi sueño te besava…
encontre en ti lo que mi corason buscava y no pensava que me iva a enamorar…
no te sorprendas es que te quiero conquistar… estribillo

dejame…ser aquel hombre que te cures las heridas que dejo el ayer…dejame…el que te ame como deve ser por vaor mujer…

estoi enamorado de tu ser me dejaste inpactado…
en el amor ai limites pero lo has superado…enredados de felicidad no hay quien nos iguales…
y mire que lo mas dificil es lo que mas vale…
hay amores tenporales que repito…
pero para ser felis de tu amor necesito…
estando a tu lado la tristesa se consume…
dos corasones la felisidad nos une…
para que seas felis me la ingeño…
buscare la manera que nuestro amor dure un mileño…
talves no soi un genio la verdad…
pero are que tus sueños se agan realidad…
quiero que seas mis dias a la mañana al despertar…
solo dejate amar y ya veras…
felisidad es lo que buscas y la encontraras… estribillo

Aisho & Nuñez – Cansado de descansar

Hoy no quiero dormir, no veo cosas tan enormes
como las que veo cuando estoy despierto, gracias a ti,
la noche tiene feeling pincho en Filmaffinity
y no veo ningún film prefiero escribir mi peli
Lo que cuenta un noctambulo mártir,
no lo cuenta un diurno faquir es todo más vil y dramatic,
Más inspirador un techo gris para mí al menos,
El fin de la tarde regresa y me trae veneno
Beat supremo, si por la mañana es un temón,
Por la noche un demon que te arranca de cuajo el temor,
Sale fuera el picarón y se refugia el memo,
la compañía es lo mejor, pero fuera me distraigo menos
Y cuando el 80% dormita, yo hago tiritar a tu clicka,
Con frases bien escritas, mi droga favorita,
Voy a marchitar al que no sepa ver magia
Más allá de su varita
Un sibarita amarrado a las cuatro lunas,
Amo a la vida, tu deberías comprarte una,
No tengo aprecio a la cama, ya la veré bastante,
Cuando mañana me consuma y sujete mis canas
Hermano arriba a estas alturas de la trama,
O te comes al tiempo o el tiempo te come las ganas,
Y es increíble respirar la madrugada,
Para ti la madriguera hay deberes que me llaman

ESTRIBILLO (BIS)
Son más de las tres, nadando en café
El sueño te alarga la vida lo sé,
El sueño te quita la voz y el aire
Y te priva de un mundo que vuelve a nacer

Hoy quiero dormir descansar del viaje,
Despertar despejado por fin, coger el pijama
Y guardar el traje, que le jodan a la fama y al porvenir

Tatuaje del dibujo de la sabana en mi espalda,
Hace que no lo veo mil, olvide su forma,
El temporal no me acompaña, si llueve escribo
El doble, si escribo olvido dormir
Va a estallarme la cabeza y el ordenador,
no era Insomnio era el síndrome del compositor,
no era agobio era ira, no funciona el licor,
cuantas vueltas a la aguja del reloj vi en mi vida
El tiempo no lo pierdo, el tiempo si lo pierdes,
Cuando te come la cama al llegar el viernes,
A mí eso no me pasa pero quiero confesar,
Que después de tantos años necesito descansar
Y esa yerba no me ayuda, paso las horas,
Fumando, viendo como bajan las temperaturas y
Mañana a laborar, con cansancio ocular y un
Nudo estomacal, así cualquiera desayuna
Pero tengo que dar la cara, o te comes al tiempo
O el tiempo te come las ganas y es increíble respirar
La madrugada, pero son las cuatro y media y hay deberes que me llaman

E-dubble – Backseat

I’ve been walking with my drink on empty
My drink on empty, but shit, I’mma fill that cup
I’ve been smoking with my mind on plenty
My mind on plenty, but shit, I’mma focus up
Yeah, we gon’ sweat, Yeah, we gon’ work
Yeah, we gon’ drink, I jump in head first
My hands are so high, my hands are so big
Just hand me that mic, I’ll rock this whole crib

[Hook]
Backseat in the whip, The stereo’s yanked
Dismiss the slow flow, The process so dank
In fifty-two weeks I broke the whole bank
You’re talking too loud, I’d hate to pull rank
Take a deep breath, Take a big drink
I’m smoking that stuff that makes me wan’ think
I love this whole shit, I’m never gon’ stop
I baked it just right, This shit is just hot

[Verse 2]
I got a portrait of myself in the front hall
Reassure me or more, it’ll never fall
If it does pick it up like “there he go”
He’s on the rise, No surprise, No miracles
Eh yo, Chop Chop Suey
I’m Hong Kong Phooey with this rap shit
Running through this world with my glass on massive
Sipping on something hard enough to put me on my ass
But I’m loving this feeling like I’m hearing them classics
Yeah, we did it, yeah, we done done it
We doing what we love, still keeping it on a hundred
The Two Tone Rebel never fret it, never stunt it
Cuz I’m thinking about change
Not the shit that comes with money and OHHH
I still get it in abundance
That ain’t my focus. In focus, that’s ugly
In focus, I’m focused, No Hokus no Pokus
Smoke on that dope shit and hope for the hopeless

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Air horns hit the cerebellum like a ton of bricks
86 that bullshit like I’m 46
26 is when I hit with that double F
Plenty stress but never worry I got plenty left
Talk about it like a nuisance, A menace to your health
A menace to subside, no perfection is itself
A stupid contradiction that will never fucking happen
You spilled you chocolate milk, go grab a motha’ fucking napkin
Because I’m sick of this shit, my pocket’s ready to roll
I’ve been patient as fuck, I’ve been paying the tolls
I’ve been pushing my whip at a reasonable speed
I got Louis the Dog and a chick on her knees
I got one on the floor, I got one on the seat
I got one on the low,I keep one on the leash
But now I’m gonna go get it, Yeah I’m gonna go get it
I said I gotta go get it so I’m gonna go get it

Gucci Mane – Recognize

You funny, used to walk away from me
Same bitch in my face talking ’bout I ain’t had no money
You funny, used to walk away from me
Same bitch in my face talking ’bout I ain’t had no money
Do you recognize me?

Said do you recognize me?
Said do you recognize me?
‘Cause now you’re all in my face while I’m splashing all in your face

Remember 1994, nigga, I ain’t had shit
And when I see some leverage coming I ain’t had shit
Used to ‘ window shopping, window shopping and I ain’t had shit
Sold a nick for a dime, thought I did some major shit
At the end of the day, man, I ain’t had shit
Me and ‘but we ain’t had shit, man, cooked some ribs but we ain’t had shit
Me and OJ at the fire, man, we ain’t had shit
Had to get my lunch for free ’cause I ain’t had 50 cent
Bought a finish ‘ that big money I ever spent
The pockets been this way, man, but I ain’t had shit

You funny, used to walk away from me
Same bitch in my face talking ’bout I ain’t had no money
You funny, used to walk away from me
Same bitch in my face talking ’bout I ain’t had no money
Do you recognize me?
Said do you recognize me?
Said do you recognize me?
‘Cause now you’re all in my face while I’m splashing all in your face

Black, me go again, you better recognize
So I thank God every day I’m still alive
Bring you rappers to my block, bitch, you won’t survive
Niggas snitching to the cops ’cause they ain’t got a dime
Quarter million over watches just to tell the time
I just love Columbia, the street is mine
Hey, you can get a split, nigga, for a dime
Ain’t everybody rich, nigga, ‘
And I can make it work, nigga, do a Julio
I put wings on the bricks and fly them to your door
Have my own city, homie, five years ago
Now I’m shitting on these hoes like a tattered ball

You funny, used to walk away from me
Same bitch in my face talking ’bout I ain’t had no money
You funny, used to walk away from me
Same bitch in my face talking ’bout I ain’t had no money
Do you recognize me?
Said do you recognize me?
Said do you recognize me?
‘Cause know you’re all in my face while I’m splashing all in your face

Gucci Mane – Cutters

Y’all niggas
It’s some peep squeeze P weeze
Little league Javi
We ball, B ball
Your small ball T ball

Pissy yelling jewelry p**sy don’t piss me off
Several nigga head on I’ll cover nigga head on
I’m rolled on like a dictionary when I change shirt off
Down with the 18 mister teen murd off
I’m the owner and stop playing nigga don’t make me pull the hole out
I’m the MVP in ..they told em, brain em more out
We’re chapy you should picking ring and this five here won’t go out
From my shot gun all you hooze bing,
You think I’m doing it to get out
Round with my little bad bitch and my Bentley with my dick out
Out RP the bad but try Gucci, I’ll put the stick out

Hook:
Got your AK that’s a hundred shots, cutters cutters
See me wrong drums thye shoot hundred buns, cutters cutters
My A ..and got mucking knocks, cutters cutters
I’ll play 4-5 been her burkin clitch, cutters cutters
Make this smack man they could flip a truck, cutters cutters
If I touch those paintings then they blow you up, cutters cutters
We wanna be ogers when what’s growing up, cutters cutters
Now that OG’s aint’ even chopper us, cutters cutters

[Plies:]
I’m fucking RnB hoes nigga the rest of these year
And I ain’t wrong none of them hoe ’cause they ain’t nothing on here
It ain’t a nigga out of shutter, nigga that I ain’t here
It aint a nigga got to live and say took my shit.
I’m tired of the motherf*cking .. why ..the wars?
’cause I ain’t trying to be around that Minnie pussy that one
Plus they searching at the dough which means that I ain’t gone
If I can get it with the blocka homie then I ain’t Sean
Who I’ll beat me and he told me that he need me on the song
I told if he putting the f*ck nigga on it don’t send me the song
Everybody play real until the weapons are drawn
And when them cutters come out that when the bitch go to Sean

Hook:
Got your AK that’s a hundred shots, cutters cutters
See me wrong drums thye shoot hundred buns, cutters cutters
My A ..and got mucking knocks, cutters cutters
I’ll play 4-5 been her burkin clitch, cutters cutters
Make this smack man they could flip a truck, cutters cutters
If I touch those paintings then they blow you up, cutters cutters
We wanna be ogers when what’s growing up, cutters cutters
Now that OG’s aint’ even chopper us, cutters cutters

Horse Shoe Gang – My Last Song

[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 wish bone 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 favoured 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 fuck you if you say that I should
Yeah, I was denied my perks, I won’t lie, that hurts
Fuck 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 perk
????? what to do
All I can tell is the fuckin’ truth
Music took me, my brothers’ and my mother’s youth
Now I just want a fuckin’ 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 fuck niggas, this game’s for fuck niggas
This game ain’t for real niggas with no skills, nah they don’t fuck 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, mothafuck the radio
Mothafuck them videos
Niggas be dressing like any old thing
Wearing them skinny clothes
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, a nigga like me won’t pretend to be
Something I’m not, Something I’m not, I won’t ??? to this industry
I’m a grown-ass man with a grown-ass plan
And I won’t get fucked on some broke back shit
If you don’t understand I’m a ??????? I quit

[Verse 4: Kenny Siegel]
Used to love rap, like will I stop? Never
But if it’s cold enough to be fuckin’ 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 ???, flip a burger, somewhere
Rappers talk like they hustlin’, and bubblin’ but strugglin’ in 2 seconds from hustlin’ the bus fair
Kind of reminds me of a broke Xbox disc, this game really don’t play
All the ????????? yours, and every goal of yours, you could believe you gon’ pay
Man, I be like fuck niggas, this game’s for fuck niggas
This game ain’t for real niggas with no skill, nah they don’t fuck with us

Eradicator – Immortal Sacrifice

Old School, high speed, blood begins to boil
Quarter mile, pumping oil
Engine, tuning sound to crush a bone
Adrenaline, a race to win

Turning wheels, racing fast
Acceleration, what a blast
Heart of steel, carved in stone
Born to die alone
Explosion dynamite,
Disrupt the sonic wall
Metal melting, bullet ride

Nitro will ignite
The fire and flames
I lose control
Heat is pounding
Forward to the finish line
No one will stop me
As I break the ice
Killing fast Immortal sacrifice

Boosted power, run on high octane
Second round, as I reign
Big blocks screaming as I lose control
Muscle car, driven far

Twisting turning, never learning
Spinning as my body’s burning
Heart of steel, carved in stone
Born to die alone
Speed or die, aiming higher
Now my soul’s on fire
Metal melting, bullet ride

The Pulse – Gyémánt

Verse I.:
Szemed gyémánt ékszerként csillog
Minden éjszakán.
Figyeli lelkem legmélyét,
Hova más szem be nem lát.

Szíved dobbanásában
Világom megremeg.
Lelkembe bújtatnálak,
Annyira féltelek.

Bridge.:
Talán nincsen visszaút,
Soha nem talállak meg.
De azt te is jól tudod,
Utoljára a remény hal meg.

Refrén.:
Szemed fény ugyanúgy izzik bennem még,
Minden pillanat mélyen bennem él.
Ha hallod dalomat, hát küldj nekem jelet,
Még mindig várok rád, még mindig féltelek.

Verse II.:
Egy zsúfolt, hideg téren állok,
Körülöttem emberek.
Mégis egyedül, úgy fázom.
Egyre csak kereslek.

Vakon rohanok a semmibe,
És kutatom két kezed.
Miért nem ismerem fel végre?
Elvesztettelek!

Refrén.:
Szemed fény ugyanúgy izzik bennem még,
Minden pillanat mélyen bennem él.
Ha hallod dalomat, hát küldj nekem jelet,
Még mindig várok rád, még mindig féltelek.

Alicia Keys – Better You Better Me

I look into the mirror
And see a different girl
Hiding from herself with
Not a care in the world
Her smile pretends to fool
Those she chooses to please
If they could only see the tears she cries for help
See I have been that girl
Didnt know which way to turn
Then one day I turned to me

I told myself to wake up
Its gonna be a brighter day
I just have to believe that
My dreams wont have to wait
At times Ive lost my mind
Had to look deep inside
And find a way to get over
Had to swallow my pride
I searched the world for and answer
But Ive been searching too far
Because Ive been here all along

Im here to make a statement
My place Im here to claim it
Dont tell me what my name is
I Know
Im gonna make it
Ive come to far to lose it
Gotta stay focused
And find a better me

Feels like forever
Trying to work it out
Sometimes youre gonna fail
And you know
Sometime it will rain
But the sun will come
When u think its all said and done
You know u see the light
And everything is alright
You can do
Whatever you put your mind to
Cause youre all that you need
Like I do just believe

Youre here to make a statement
Youre place youre here to claim it
You know just what your name is
No Go
Youre gonna make it
Youve come to far to lose it
Gotta stay focused
And find a better me

3Ititanic – Heaven Street Seven

Sajnos megint itt vannak a régi szép idők
Sajnos megint igazam van, ugyanúgy, mint azelőtt
És keresem a kincset újra
mindegyik kő alatt
És mindig megtalálom
és mindig elszalad

Nem vagyok a magam ura
Rohanok ide-oda
Kongó vagy Róma
Uraim, íme az ember!

Megleltem Istent a spájzban
Azt mondtad: \”Nálunk otthon ilyenből száz van!\”
De ha a zenekar a vízben játszik,
akkor majd egy is kevésnek látszik
Mondd, miért nem lehettem
mondjuk sziú indián,
esetleg mentőcsónak vagy Isten vagy sirály

Miért csak a magam ura
Rohanok ide-oda
Párizs vagy India, bármivel eljátszik az ember
Még mindig azt hiszem,
attól lesz jobb nekem,
ha átrendezzük a nyugágyakat a fedélzeten

(Hol jársz?)

Miért vagyok a magam ura
Rohanok ide-oda
Oslo vagy Óbuda, bárhol eljátszik az ember
Még mindig azt hiszem,
attól lesz jobb nekem,
ha átrendezzük a nyugágyakat a fedélzeten