uri
stringlengths 22
22
| artist
stringlengths 1
171
| title
stringlengths 1
511
| lyrics
stringlengths 0
42.3k
| language
stringclasses 166
values |
|---|---|---|---|---|
5pWrXAng8Tj0eknLjbrDbk | Iggy Azalea | Freak Of The Week (feat. Juicy J) | Candy cane lane, baby give me brain
Do something strange in the back of the range
What Juicy J say, like shut the fuck up
Throw a little freak in Hollywood
Freak of the week, freak of the week
Freak of the week, freak of the week
Freak of the week, freak of the week
Freak of the week, freak of the week
Throw that cash (Yeah, hoe), throw that cash
Throw that cash (Yeah, hoe), bounce that ass
Throw that cash (Yeah, hoe), throw that cash
Throw that cash (Yeah, hoe), bounce that ass
Ooh, let me be your muse
Make me scream, fuck me like you got something to prove
Now you know I need a fix, come tighten my screws
Pussy wetter than an ocean, boy, come take a cruise
I'm bout to move straight to Candy Cane Lane, baby, give me brain
Do something strange in the back of the Range
You know I'm picture perfect, come and beat it out the frame
Put it in me deep, I like the pain, I won't complain
I'm a nympho for your motherfucking nympho, I'ma please it
If we fuck, you cumming first just like the intro
Make 'em lick it 'fore he stick it since he hungry like a hippo
Have 'em bustin' like a window, now he knocked out on the pillow
Ooh, Iggy, I'm the
Freak of the week, freak of the week
Freak of the week, freak of the week
Freak of the week, freak of the week
Freak of the week, freak of the week
Throw that cash (Yeah, hoe), throw that cash
Throw that cash (Yeah, hoe), bounce that ass
Throw that cash (Yeah, hoe), throw that cash
Throw that cash (Yeah, hoe), bounce that ass
(Shut the fuck up)
Yeah, freak of the week (Week)
I just call her Sunday (Sunday)
We only fuck on Sunday (Sunday)
I fly her back on Monday (Monday)
I move 'em in and move 'em out just like I'm slangin drugs (Oh)
I light it up and twist 'em out just like I'm changing bulbs (Haha)
I just fucked my Tuesday 'cause my Monday runnin' late (Late)
My Friday bitch want Thursday
'Cause she don't wanna wait (Mm-mmm)
I be having to beg my hoes to give my dick a break (I did)
My new bitch say she gon' kill me if I give this dick away
Come here, bounce that ass, I might fit you in my week
When I spray it in her face, she gon' turn the other cheek
I'm a dog, I'm a dog, girl, that pussy like a treat
Give me brain, give me brain, turn a nigga to a geek (Yes, sir)
Freak of the week, freak of the week
Freak of the week, freak of the week
Freak of the week, freak of the week
Freak of the week, freak of the week
Throw that cash (Yeah, hoe), throw that cash
Throw that cash (Yeah, hoe), bounce that ass
Throw that cash (Yeah, hoe), throw that cash
Throw that cash (Yeah, hoe), bounce that ass
Candy Cane Lane, baby, give me brain
Do something strange in the back of the Range
Candy Cane Lane, baby, give me brain
Do something strange in the back of the Range
Freak of the week (Yeah, hoe), freak of the week (Yeah, hoe)
Freak of the, freak of the, freak of the, freak, freak (Yeah, hoe)
Freak of the week, freak of the week
Freak of the week, freak of the week
| en |
4XzGuiMHSVmgRozWYS6Szp | Iggy Azalea | Survive The Summer | Eh-eh-ahem, special announcement, rich bitches don't die
And that's why you won't survive the summer
Amen
Uh, she's salty, I sauté the bitch
Alaïa jacket and I slay the bitch
Big body on display and shit
This is just another day and shit
Was down for love, I got played and shit
Cameras flashing, downplay the dick
I would never ever claim your dick
In interviews, I'm like, "Who is this?"
Bitches tryna put an end to me
Producers still sending beats
I send it back in like a day or so
You bitches writin' slow like centipedes
My crib got amenities
I just bought a T-Rex tooth 'cause I'm tryna stunt on Mr. Flintstone
One look and your bitch gone
Turned a T-Rex tooth to a chain, shit cost more than your Range
I'm a diamond in the rough, fancy diamonds by the way
I been making moves, been writing rhymes, been stacking commas
But you? Hold up, bitch, can you survive the summer?
Woah, uh
You won't survive the summer, look, yeah, uh
You won't survive the summer, yeah, yeah, yeah
Can't stay alive much longer, look, look
You won't survive the summer
Ummm, I just wanna get in my Ferrari and
Drive real slow, so everyone can see my face
I know you bitches gon' hate this shit
Get the fuck up out my way and shit
Give 'em hell 365
You would think I'm 'bout to bake a bitch
Summer's over, it's a cold front
Tryna stop me is a witch hunt
Lemme' drop a lil' wisdom
Crack kills, you a victim
You a victim, you a victim
If I don't like it then I switch (uh)
Label tripping so I switch (uh)
Which one? Which one?
Bring the bag and it's done
Woah, uh
You won't survive the summer, look, yeah, uh
You won't survive the summer, yeah, yeah, uh
Can't stay alive much longer, look, look
You won't survive the summer!
You're a victim
Hold up bitch (hold up bitch), I think you're moving too fast (fast)
Money spent (money spent), ain't even counted the cash (cash)
Hold up bitch (hold up bitch), I think you're moving too fast (fast)
Money spent (money spent), ain't even counted the cash (cash)
Trust me it ain't gonna last, it ain't gonna last, it ain't gonna last
You're 'bout to fall on your ass
Look, you won't survive the summer
You won't survive the summer, damn, uh
They ain't getting dumber and dumber (Dumber and
Dumber and dumber and dumber and dumber and dumber)
Shit, you won't survive the summer!
I know these Chanel shoes are ugly, but
That's your rent, bitch
| en |
1X8mc1nxm2kRTgXsSilMud | Iggy Azalea | Just Wanna | Sure enough, she actually thought of me
Thought of me enough to decide that I was the guy she could trust for the whole fun-ness of her party
She wanted to fuck me, she wants my dick (Ah, push it)
I just wanna fuck
Ah, push it, ah, push it
I just wanna nut
Ah, push it, ah, push it
I'ma put this pussy on your face
Ah, push it
Open up boy, come and get a taste
Ah, push it
I just wanna fuck
Ah, push it, ah, push it
They call me big Iggy, and I'm a bit freaky
If he hit it, then he love it, there's a big reason
I'm tryna take a ride, I'm on the dick speedin'
Can you come and lay some pipe? 'Cause my shit leakin'
I'm tryna bust it open, I ain't strip teasin'
If we fuck, we stuck together like pits breeding
When I put it on his face, I think he quit breathin'
Like "ah"
Sweet Jesus
Break him off proper, booty like a model
Make him give me head, medulla oblongata
I take care of my business, let me move into the office
Make me hush, I'm doin' too much talkin', baby
I just wanna fuck (Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck)
I just wanna nut (Nut, nut, nut, nut, nut, nut)
I'ma put this pussy on your face
Ah, push it
Open up boy, come and get a taste
Ah, push it
I just wanna fuck
Ah, push it, ah, push it
I can tell that you want it by the way that you want me
Go on and put on your saddle, I'm 'bout to hop on the pony
When we fuck, I'ma go in, I be screamin' and moanin'
Your face like a litter box, I put the pussy right on it
I am not tryna cuddle, so don't get caught in the moment
I'ma need you to kill it, then after, send your condolence
When it come to pleasin' you, baby, I'm really devoted
Then like a skeleton, we need to be bonin'
I'm tryna tell you, I'm a freaky ass, nasty muhfucka
And if I let him hit, then he a happy muhfucka
And when I throw it back, you better smack it, muhfucka
I grab his hard drive and then I hacked the muhfucka, baby
I just wanna fuck (Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck)
I just wanna nut (Nut, nut, nut, nut, nut, nut)
I'ma put this pussy on your face
Ah, push it
Open up boy, come and get a taste
Ah, push it
I just wanna fuck
Ah, push it, ah, push it
Hey, so did you bring a condom for tonight?
You brought a condom with you?
Yeah, I figured I might as well, you know
I bought a little bottle of spermicidal lube, too
But you laughed at my face when I said I'd be having sex tonight
Yeah, that doesn't mean you shouldn't
Just always be prepared, you know?
You didn't even bring a condom?
Ah, push it, ah, push it
Ah, push it, ah, push it
I'ma put this pussy on your face
Ah, push it
Open up boy, come and get a taste
Ah, push it
I just wanna fuck
Ah, push it, ah, push it
| en |
2nwkGninncmH6oOl0i9ciK | Iggy Azalea | Kream (feat. Tyga) | First you get the money
Then you get the power
Respect
Hoes come last
Oh my God, Ronny
Ay, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Ay, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Ay, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it
Get it (cash rules everything around me)
Get it
Get it
Uh, open up the safe, bitches got a lot to say
Pussy in your face, that'll put you in your place (boom)
Seven letters on the plate, fuck you when I break (bitch)
I got cars, I got bags, I got real estate (cash rules)
Foreplay, I ain't come to play
I got big fish money, he gon' bite the bait (yeah)
Can you drop it down, make that ass talk to me?
Keep that energy, gon' up that Hennessy
(Ass) I need my bag quickly
Separate six degrees, bitches think they know me
Sex Pistols, Sid Vicious, wet you when it's horny
Hit me on my cash app, check it in the morning
(Cash) in this bitch shinin'
Dressed in designer, she could get heightening
And it's perfect timing, gin with the tonic
Bella Hadid, homie could get it
Ass
Cash, cash
Ass, bags
Bag
Cash rules everything around me (ay)
Ass (get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it)
Cash, cash (get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it)
Ass, bags (get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it)
Bad (get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it)
Cash rules everything around me (ay)
Ass rules everything around me
Deep in that pussy, ya I'm drowning
A shark in the water, how you found me?
Best gift from 'round me (I'm a dog)
I go hunting like a bounty (woof)
(Cash rules) ya, make my own rules
Tattoos on that ass, she do nice move
Welcome to the players club, Ice Cube
Diamonds might make the news
Bitch that's Photoshop like rappers with that autotune
(Cash) uh, your cheques is not a proof
RM 52, anoscope, waterproof
Niggas talk a lot of boof, 'til they outside the booth
My niggas like golden state, inbound, pull up and shoot
Cash (Swiss)
Cash, ass
Ass, bags
Bag
Cash rules everything around me
Ass (get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it)
Cash, cash (get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it)
Ass, bags (get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it)
Bag (get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it)
Cash rules everything around me (ay)
Ass rules everything around me
Deep in that pussy, got him drownin'
(Drownin', drownin')
Cash rules everything around me
A shark in the water, how you found me?
(Found me, found me)
Cash rules
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Cash rules
Dollar, dollar bill y'all
| en |
71fgafqPvGgpyY2Qcqkthu | Iggy Azalea | Kawasaki | They tellin' me, "Be humble", but they know I'm cocky
Let me feel myself, yeah, daddy know I'm cocky
Uh, my wrist is rocky, come try and stop me
He wanna pop a wheelie, ride him like a Kawasaki
Big Phantom grill, cook the streets like hibachi
I'm sippin' sake, I'm raw like ahi
Boy, why you always wanna meet me in the lobby?
He wanna pop a wheelie, ride him like a Kawasaki
Uh, I'm goin' live, sit down and watch me
You' rockin' Jordans but you're Dennis Rodman
I used to get the chicken fingers, now I get the lobster
Or I get the pasta, yeah, all my bitches mobbin'
Halloween team, fame turned me to a monster
I make him fight for the pussy, I'm Ronda Rousey
Playin' hard to get, ring around the rosy
If we're lock in, keep it low-key, shit, I'm going live
The block is hot, bitch go inside
Barry Sanders tryna juke the truth, we know you lyin'
She poppin' pussy, pussy swollen, pop a Motrin now
I can take my jewelry off, still be the golden child
I'm going live, she just wanna watch
She with you 'cause you're rich, she just wants a watch
They told me to be humble, so I started humming, mmm, mmm
Fuck you hoes, I came from nothin' (huh!)
They tellin' me, "Be humble", but they know I'm cocky
Let me feel myself, yeah, daddy know I'm cocky
Uh, my wrist is rocky, come try and stop me
He wanna pop a wheelie, ride him like a Kawasaki
Big Phantom grill, cook the streets like hibachi
I'm sippin' sake, I'm raw like ahi
Boy, why you always wanna meet me in the lobby?
He wanna pop a wheelie, ride him like a Kawasaki
Uh, I'm going live, close your eyes, open wide
I could act like I'm humble but you know I'm not
You mean to act like I'on know when I know I'm hot
Act shocked when my shit blow? Woah
He wanna rock to my tempo
I'm in the endzone, he in the friend zone
If you really on, where your team at? Put them on
Lookin' in the mirror, only bitch I depend on
Uh, I'm going live, sit down and watch me
See my ass tan, I was in the tropics
'Bout to catch a flight just to go shoppin'
This a one on one, what you know about it?
Big amounts, big time accountants
I can only vouch for my accountin'
And who I hold it down with
They told me to be humble, so I started humming, mmm, mmm
Fuck you hoes, I came from nothin' (huh!)
They tellin' me, "Be humble", but they know I'm cocky
Let me feel myself, yeah, daddy know I'm cocky
Uh, my wrist is rocky, come try and stop me
He wanna pop a wheelie, ride him like a Kawasaki
Big Phantom grill, cook the streets like hibachi
I'm sippin' sake, I'm raw like ahi
Boy, why you always wanna meet me in the lobby?
He wanna pop a wheelie (ride him like a Kawasaki)
♪
Ride him like a... (Kawasaki)
Kawasaki
| en |
0XA2LTGFNux0DmBymWmbKk | Iggy Azalea | Comme Des Garcons | Rico's going crazy again
♪
Outfit by Dior
This hot bitch on all fours
I got bands, a lot more
I'm dripping, in all sauce
Shoes they got hearts on
That's Commes Des Garçons
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
Outfit by Dior
This hot bitch on all fours
I got bands, a lot more
I'm dripping, in all sauce
Shoes they got hearts on
That's Commes Des Garçons
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
One more shot of 1942, would have me nice
If I threw all my jewelry, you'd be skatin' on this ice
I'm VIP, you not important, you get no invite
I do every bit of two, huntin', runnin' red lights
Hit it right
You not the one for me can't hit this twice
They always come for me, I win and spy
Ain't no man ever said I'm not his type
Bitch I'm piped, pussy tight
Expensive taste, big appetite
If you hate me bitch, get your life
Them hunnids stacked tight got me hyped
No lie, I get anything I like
Outfit by Dior
This hot bitch on all fours
I got bands, a lot more
I'm dripping, in all sauce
Shoes they got hearts on
That's Commes Des Garçons
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
Outfit by Dior
This hot bitch on all fours
I got bands, a lot more
I'm dripping, in all sauce
Shoes they got hearts on
That's Commes Des Garçons
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
You not real, you knock off
I work hard, no time off
Won't climb off my high horse
Don't test me, I'm nuisance, swing at you like cock off
Just me, myself and I-G-G-Y, I'm a boss
These lights make my eyes clear
On point like Star Tear
I'm not your average white girl, got a Big Apple like Time Square
Talk shit but when I come around they get quiet like the library
Bad Dreams, LLC, we give these hoes nightmares
Look at the top, I'm right there
And I don't plan on leavin'
This how I spend my evenin'
I made 'em shut down emails
Yeah, anytime I post a pic they got nuts like semen
Girl, whenever they see me
I kill it and have 'em grieving 'cause my-
Outfit by Dior
This hot bitch on all fours
I got bands, a lot more
I'm dripping, in all sauce
Shoes they got hearts on
That's Commes Des Garçons
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
Outfit by Dior
This hot bitch on all fours
I got bands, a lot more
I'm dripping, in all sauce
Shoes they got hearts on
That's Commes Des Garçons
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce
| en |
2Mln8WN3MrBnUrDzgo0Nnk | Iggy Azalea | Pussy Pop | Pop, Pop, Pop, Pop (Ay, yo, Iggy)
Pop, Pop, Pop, Pop (They say you and J. White did it, man)
Pop, Pop, Pop, Pop
Pop, Pop, Pop, Pop (Big Iggy)
Yeah
Pop, Pop, Pop, uh
Pop, P-P-Pop, Pop, yeah, yeah
Pop, Pop, P-Pop, ooh
Pop, Pop, Pop, P-P-Pop
Left cheek, right cheek
Boy shorts, white tee
Damn good in high jeans
Kill crime scene
Hot like dry steam
Melt your ice cream
Can't fit in my jeans
Shine like high beams
Freaky, yeah, I'm freaky
Rated R not PG
Water got that Fiji
Got green like Luigi
Yo' man wanna eat it
Gimme - just like a beanie
I ain't gon' tease him
Sit it on his face just like rasheki
Up, down like a yo-yo
Or a pogo-stick
Wet, make him row-row (Uh)
Tried to touch, said him
"Oh, no that's a no-go"
Unless he giving cheese like a photo (Uh)
If he ain't got no doe
Tell him hold on
Then tell him keep it pushing like promo (Uh)
Bend it over go low-low
To the floor
Then just like a snow globe
I'm gon' shake it fast, shake it slow
Make it jiggle make it roll
Take the doe take control
What the - you waiting for?
They don't know you making doe
All these - taking no's
Put it on him make him grow
But first you gotta make for sure that your
Pop, Pop, Pop, Pop
Pop, Pop, Pop, Pop
Don't stop, Pop, Pop
Don't stop, Pop, Pop
Don't stop, P-P-Pop, P-P-Pop
Don't stop, P-Pop, P-P-Pop
Don't stop, Pop, Pop
Don't stop, P-P-Pop, P-P-Pop
| en |
73D9aoXt4vnm0QIkBDFzyP | VVAVES | Boys Like You (feat. Iggy Azalea) | Mmm, yeah
Mmm, yeah, yeah
If you always get off easy
You won't ever learn
Every time you leave me
I don't say a word
Letting you control me
Undermine my word
You only want the old me
Want me when I'm hurt
What kind of example do I set?
Feeding the monsters in my head
Get outta here, get out my bed
What kind of example do I set?
Taking you back, oh, this again
What kind of example do I set?
Fuck boys like you
Fuck boys like you
If you always get away with shit
You shouldn't
Guess I let you think it's cool
Fuck boys like you
What I been through
Fuck boys like you
Fuck dealing with a fuckboy
Money talks and this bag make too much noise
When the lame shit start, it's where you lose me
It's I with the two Gs, bitch, I'm Gucci!
So pick it up before this foreign switch lanes on ya
Fast living this pace a big change for ya
I done dealt with yo' type back to back
I'mma turn up before I turn back to that
'Cause the patience for dealing with you I ain't got it in me
But my paycheck's stub saying I'm still getting plenty
In Atlanta, had to switch out the wraith for the semi
Sitting pretty instead of stupid & silly
Look
What kind of example do I set?
Feeding the monsters in my head
Get outta here, get out my bed
What kind of example do I set?
Taking you back, oh, this again
What kind of example do I set?
Fuck boys like you
Fuck boys like you
If you always get away with shit
You shouldn't
Guess I let you think it's cool
Fuck boys like you
What I been through
Fuck boys like you
I've had enough of this
I have to call it quits
My heart can't handle it
But I come back again
Don't think I haven't learnt
This love will leave me burnt
I know you're bad for me
So get the fuck out of my world
Fuck boys like you, oh, yeah
Fuck boys like you, ooh, ah, ah
If you always get away with shit
You shouldn't
Guess I let you think it's cool
Fuck boys like you
What I been through
Fuck boys like you
Fuck boys like you (Fuck boys like you)
Fuck boys like you (Ooh)
If you always get away with shit
You shouldn't
Guess I let you think it's cool
Fuck boys like you
What I been through
Fuck boys like you
| en |
3EOuVx8f5Bb9AIt3PrRHKO | Iggy Azalea | Tokyo Snow Trip | Rose from, rose from...
Rose from the cracks with the rats and the roaches (roaches)
Bust a duffel bag open (open)
Hush money in the sofa (shhh)
Bitch, you know what I'm toting
Came, came in a Benz, not a Focus
(Focus)
My dope, the dopest
Fall asleep with the stove lit
Ho-hocus Pocus
Pinocchio nose drip, Tokyo snow trip
Wake up in Mexico, buenas noches (noches)
Ya bae got no chest
(No chest)
Hit the gym, make that ass stretch
Fuck me in the Ghost, that's slow sex
Ay
Fuck me in the Rolls, get the Rolex
Tell ya chick don't approach us
My bitches will chase ya like Moët mimosas
Rose from the cracks, with the rats and the roaches
(Roaches)
Bust a duffle bag open (open)
Hush money in the sofa (shhh)
Bitch, you know what I'm talkin'
Rose from the cracks, with the rats and the roaches
(Roaches)
Bust a duffle bag open (open)
Hush money in the sofa (shhh)
Bitch, you know what I'm totin'
Came, came in a Benz, not a Focus
(Focus)
My dope, the dopest
Fall asleep with the stove lit
Ho-hocus Pocus
Pinocchio nose drip, Tokyo snow trip
Wake up in Mexico, Buenas Noches
(Noches)
Ya bae got no chest (no chest)
Hit the gym, make that ass stretch
Fuck me in the Ghost, that's slow sex
Ay!
Fuck me in the Rolls, get the Rolex
Tell ya chick don't approach us
My bitches they chase ya like Moët mimosas
Rose from the cracks, with the rats and the roaches
(Roaches)
Bust a duffle bag open (open)
Hush money in the sofa (shhh)
Bitch, you know what I'm talkin'
Rose from the cracks, with the rats and the roaches
(Roaches)
Bust a duffle bag open (open)
Hush money in the sofa (shhh)
Bitch, you know what I'm totin'
♪
Bitch, you know what I'm totin'
| en |
4W5hsFM6d64KMYtRawfgIS | Iggy Azalea | Hey Iggy | Baddest white bitch in the club
Hot boys on my dick in the club
Tell 'em chill out, super thick in the club
This my new shit, play this in the club (Hey, Iggy)
Pretty squad women makin' minute men bust like a semi (rrah)
Hit me late night like Jimmy
If I give it to him once,
he gon' chase me 'round the city like (hey Iggy)
Where you get that ass?
Where's the number to your doctor 'cause bitch you bad?
Nosey hoes asking 'bout my brand new nose
'Bout my bank account,
got some brand new O's (ohh, hah, go it) (hey Iggy)
Heard he go the work, wanna be my assistant
He love the white chocolate, I'm thicker than a snicker
Thicker than a stripper, if she clap it, I'mma tip her (hey Iggy)
Where you get that ass,
low-low waist, brand new bag? (hey Iggy, hey Iggy)
I say hey Iggy, you're so fine,
you're so fine, you blow my mind (hey Iggy, hey Iggy)
I say hey Iggy, you're so fine,
you're so fine, you blow my mind (hey Iggy, hey Iggy)
Baddest white bitch in the game,
I could make Future put down the drink
From trapping in Miami, nominations at the Grammies
Haters can't stand me but they love me at the bank (hey Iggy)
You want that in all hunnids?
It really turn me on seeing bitches getting money
It really turn me off seeing boys actin' thirsty
Told them I'd be bad and I curved him (hey Iggy)
Where you get that ass?
Feeling on my booty while I fill my glass
This's what you want, what you need, huh?
For the dope boys doubling their re-up
For the hot girls pulling at their G-Strings
You're gon give it to them soon as
you leave, huh? (leave, huh?) (hey, Iggy)
Why they hate Iggy?
While you was on a diet, your girl made Millies
Fuck beef, I got more estate than Philly
Where you get that ass,
low-low waist, brand new bag? (hey Iggy, hey Iggy)
I say hey Iggy, you're so fine,
you're so fine, you blow my mind (hey Iggy, hey Iggy)
Baddest white bitch in the game,
I could make Future put down the drank
Baddest white bitch in the club, hot boys on my dick in the club
(Hey Iggy, hey Iggy)
| en |
373iQzYhS09JcQ8NrTU6D4 | Iggy Azalea | OMG (feat. Wiz Khalifa) | Got it on smash
♪
Got it on smash
Think he ain't got a chance with a bitch
like me, he ain't rich enough, rich enough (no)
Calls need to stop he ain't calling 'bout
the guap, I ain't picking up, picking up (brrp)
Y'all little hoes can't sit by the pool,
you ain't thick enough, thick enough (go)
Weave so long and the pussy so wet, gon' eat it up, beat it up
Oh My God, this shit different
Oh My God, Gucci slippers
Oh My God, my wrist vicious
Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings
Oh My God, this shit different
Oh My God, Gucci slippers
Oh My God, my wrist vicious
Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings
He said it tastes so good, I should just serve it on a plate
Bought that Wraith fresh off the
lot, that bitch ain't even got no plates
I be looking at the stars while my pussy in his face
How the fuck could I fall off? I get 250 just to play
They taking shots like, Plaxico
I'm riding waves in, Mexico
You bitches gassed like, Texaco
Ain't bout that bag, no hemaphone
Make sure your money match a mouth before you ever talk at me
And if you want me to pull up
Just know I'ma need a feet (yah!)
Think he ain't got a chance with a bitch
like me, he ain't rich enough, rich enough (no)
Calls need to stop he ain't calling 'bout
the guap, I ain't picking up, picking up (brrp)
Y'all little hoes can't sit by the pool,
you ain't thick enough, thick enough (go)
Weave so long and the pussy so wet, gon' eat it up, beat it up
Oh My God, this shit different
Oh My God, Gucci slippers
Oh My God, my wrist vicious
Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings
Oh My God, this shit different
Oh My God, Gucci slippers
Oh My God, my wrist vicious (yeah)
Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings (yeah)
Smoking on some Sticky Icky, need a bitch like Iggy
Hit my phone up for a quickie, no shade but I'm picky
Told that bitch to ride my dick, she tried to pop a wheelie
Got so much ass, on a traffic stop to see it
I be rolling tropical weed up
I be on a flight with my feet up
I get on the track and I eat it up
Get her in the bed, I beat it up
Bang, I get the bitch and I change her
Got you bringing weed on the plane
Everywhere, they throwing up gang (hahahaha)
Think he ain't got a chance with a bitch like me,
he ain't rich enough, rich enough (ah, no)
Calls need to stop he ain't calling 'bout
the guap, I ain't picking up, picking up (brrp)
Y'all little hoes can't sit by the pool,
you ain't thick enough, thick enough (go)
Weave so long and the pussy so wet, gon' eat it up, beat it up
Oh My God, this shit different
Oh My God, Gucci slippers
Oh My God, my wrist vicious
Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings
Oh My God, this shit different
Oh My God, Gucci slippers
Oh My God, my wrist vicious (yeah)
Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings (yeah)
Oh My God
Biggest bitch ever!
| en |
5HECcy1xFIH8RbCG813DgD | Iggy Azalea | Team | Igg's
Look, turn me up, break the knob, right?
I get dressed like it's prom night
I feed 'em lemons in the limelight
They say I'm full, lost my appetite
(Hell no) keep on pushing like a dealer (say what?)
(Hell no) keep on shooting, Reggie Miller (say what?)
(Hell no) go on, give 'em all the finger
You gotta set the score right, call it Hans Zimmer
My time wherever I go
I took a chance like I'm from Chicago
Hundred plus in that Murcielago
'Bout to go ape, ape, turn it to the Congo
Baby, I got me, baby, I got me
And that's all I need, yeah, that's all I need
Baby, I got me, only friend I need
Playin' on my team, is someone like me
Baby, no way, watch me while I do my thing
Oh, baby, no way, are you fuckin' with the team?
Outchea, pronto
Hit 'em with the dope sets, a combo
Runnin' through ya block, no fumble
'Bout to kill 'em all, where the shovel?
See I gotta go for mine
Been ja-jammin', that money on my mind
Jamaican club, I'm stayin' on the grind
Dutty whine, don't step on this landmine
Ven aquí, ándele
You tryna take flight? Do what I say
Hundred plus Vogues on the highway
Watch the new car dash, call me Kylie
Baby, I got me, baby, I got me
And that's all I need, yeah, that's all I need
Baby, I got me, only friend I need
Playin' on my team, is someone like me
Baby, no way, watch me while I do my thing
Oh, baby, no way, are you fuckin' with the team?
Are you workin' with some cash here, cash here?
Hundred thousand on the dash, yeah, dash, yeah
All the ladies shake it fast, yeah, fast, yeah
Now vogue on that ass, yup, yeah, we in here
Are you workin' with some cash here, cash here?
Hundred thousand on the dash, yeah, dash, yeah
All the ladies shake it fast, yeah, fast, yeah
Now vogue on that ass, yup, yeah, we in here
Baby, I got me, baby, I got me
And that's all I need, yeah, that's all I need
Baby, I got me, only friend I need
Playin' on my team, is someone like me
Baby, no way, watch me while I do my thing
Oh, baby, no way, are you fuckin' with the team?
(Team, team)
(Team, team)
Are you fuckin' with the team? (Hey)
(Hey) are you fuckin' with the team? (Hey)
♪
(Hey) are you fuckin' with the team?
| en |
6QicTxeiSaRkPnkGDUvYOs | Britney Spears | Pretty Girls | All around the world, pretty girls
Wipe the floor with all the boys
Pour the drinks, bring the noise
(It's Iggy-Iggs!)
We're just so pretty!
All around the world, pretty girls
Jump the line, to the front
Do what we like, get what we want
(Where you at, Brit?)
We're just so pretty!
Hey, don't you know that it's always the same?
From Australia 'round to LA
You can betcha', wherever the girls go, boys follow
We be keeping them up on their toes
They can laugh, but they don't get the jokes
Just you watch, they're so predictable
(Some things don't change...)
(The girls roll up)
Windows roll down
(Eyes on us)
Jaws on the ground
(Watch them go)
It's just so funny
(Like bees to the honey!)
All around the world, pretty girls
Wipe the floor with all the boys
Pour the drinks, bring the noise
We're just so pretty!
All around the world, pretty girls
Jump the line, to the front
Do what we like, get what we want
We're just so pretty!
Tell me, is it true that these men are from Mars?
Is that why they be acting bizarre?
Every time I walk out of my house it's like, "Hey, baby!"
They don't see me rolling my eyes
They buzzing around me like flies
They got one thing on their minds
(Some things don't change...)
(The girls roll up)
Windows roll down
(Eyes on us)
Jaws on the ground
(Watch them go)
It's just so funny
(Like bees to the honey!)
All around the world, pretty girls
Wipe the floor with all the boys
Pour the drinks, bring the noise
We're just so pretty!
All around the world, pretty girls
Jump the line, to the front
Do what we like, get what we want
We're just so pretty!
If you ask me, I'm killing them softly
I would spend time with you but that'd cost me
They pray that Iggy-Iggy give 'em one more chance
But busy Iggy wouldn't even give 'em one more glance
See, enter in line between the beauty and a beast
Slim waist, thick cake, the whole world want a piece
Bad girl, good (ooh) would make you lose your mind
All of the boys begging Britney, hit 'em one more time
Iggs
All around the world, pretty girls
Wipe the floor with all the boys
Pour the drinks, bring the noise
We're just so pretty!
All around the world, pretty girls
Jump the line, to the front
Do what we like, get what we want
We're just so pretty!
| en |
6iAQHemp1D2VSSPk74Dor3 | Iggy Azalea | Trouble | Right
I shoulda known you were bad news
From the bad boy demeanor and the tattoos
'Cause most guys only want one thing
But I'm undecided, tryna figure out if that's you
Either way though, I think you're worth a test drive
'Cause (Ooh) you're so much better than the next guy
And a little trouble only makes for a good time
So all the normal red flags be a good sign
Don't you come here thinking you ballin' (Oh, nah)
Ain't down for it
You seem like trouble to me
I can tell by the way that you lean
And the way that you kiss your teeth
And you turn up so fresh and clean
Smells like trouble to me
Opposites attract, I guess this it that
Good girl, bad guy what a perfect match
And if we (Ooh), you gon' want to pay back tithes
'Cause when you finish you gon' feel like you was baptized
See baby now you fiendin' for a test drive
'Cause you don't wanna lose your ride to the next guy
And baby trouble only makes for a good time
So all the normal red flags be a good sign
Don't you come here thinking you ballin' (Oh, nah)
Ain't down for it
You seem like trouble to me
I can tell by the way that you lean
And the way that you kiss your teeth
And you turn up so fresh and clean
Smells like trouble to me
I gotta beg for him in the worst way
Dear Lord, how'd I get in this position, then
I shoulda never got involved in the first place
But second place never get the recognition, hmm
See what he doin' to me make have to shout it out
Got a hold on me, that's without a doubt
So clear now that he's a trouble starter
But I ain't a saint neither and these ain't no still waters, hmm
Just cause all the girls are falling at your feet
Don't mean no thing to me
'Til you show me where it's at
Smells like trouble to me
Just cause all the girls are falling at your feet
Don't mean no thing to me
'Til you show me where it's at
Smells like trouble to me
I shoulda known you were bad news (Knew you were bad news)
From the bad boy demeanor and the tattoos (All of the tattoos)
I shoulda known you were bad news (Knew you were bad news)
But I'm undecided tryna figure out if that's you (Trouble to me)
Don't you come here thinkin' you ballin' (Oh, nah)
Ain't down for it
You seem like trouble to me
I can tell by the way that you lean
And the way that you kiss your teeth
And you turn up so fresh and clean
Smells like trouble to me
| en |
6qrndaJxH3fKoC4iPwBXeV | Iggy Azalea | Work | Walk a mile in these Louboutins
♪
But they don't wear these shits where I'm from
I'm not hating, I'm just telling you
♪
I'm tryna to let you know what the fuck that I've been through
Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt
Sugar cane, back lanes, three jobs took years to save
But I got a ticket on that plane
People got a lot to say, but don't know shit 'bout where I was made
Or how many floors that I had to scrub just to make it past where I am from
No money, no family, sixteen in the middle of Miami
No money, no family, sixteen in the middle of Miami
No money, no family, sixteen in the middle of Miami
(Sixteen in the middle of Miami)
I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work, work, work, work
Workin' on my shit
Milked the whole game twice
Gotta get it how I live
I've been work, work, work, work
Workin' on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Workin' on my shit
You can hate it or love it
Hustle and the struggle is the only thing I'm trusting
Thoroughbred in a mud brick before the budget
White chick on that pac shit
My passion was ironic and my dreams were uncommon
Guess I gone crazy, first deal changed me
Robbed blind basically raped me
Ran through the bull shit like a Matador
Just made me madder and adamant to go at 'em and even the score
So, I went harder, studied the Carters 'til a deal was offered
Slept cold on the floor recording at 4 in the morn'n
And now I'm passin' the bar like a lawyer
Immigrant Art Ignorant
Your ill intent was insurance for my benefit
Hate be inconsiderate but the industry took my innocence
Too late now I'm in this bitch
You don't know the half
This shit get real
Valley Girls giving blow jobs for Louboutins
What you call that?
Head over heels
No money, no family, sixteen in the middle of Miami
No money, no family, sixteen in the middle of Miami
No money, no family, sixteen in the middle of Miami
(Sixteen in the middle of Miami)
I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work, work, work, work
Workin' on my shit
Milked the whole game twice
Gotta get it how I live
I've been work, work, work, work
Workin' on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Workin' on my shit
Pledge allegiance to the struggle
Ain't been easy, but cheers to Peezy
For the weeks we lived out of duffle, bags is all we had
Do anything, for my Mum I love you
One day I'll pay you back, for the sacrifice that you managed to muscle
16 you sent me through customs so
All aboard my spaceship to Mercury
Turn first at the light that's in front me
'Cause every night I'ma do it like it's my last
This dream is all that I need, 'cause it's all that I ever had
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Workin' on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Workin' on my shit
| en |
5lVabPJOwU8e6sAptZQs9Y | Iggy Azalea | Beg For It | I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg for it
I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg
Pulled up looking picture-perfect, baby
High price (ooh), but I'm worth it, baby
Can't play with ya, I've been busy workin', baby
Gettin' faded in the European swervin' ay
Look, describe Iggy, groundbreaking what the word is
Hit the stage, ass shakin' like I'm nervous (shake, shake)
When in New York I be parking right on Madison
This ain't no accident, I'm killin' 'em on purpose
I-G-G-Y, why did she just have to do it
Baby, ride with me, fly livin', ain't nothin' to it
And my waist slim, ass fat you gotta have it
Get my bake on, cake long, that's automatic
I know you like the way I turn it on
I'm out here with my friends
I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg for it
If you don't do this right, you're going home alone
I guess you'll have to beg
I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg for it
P-P-P-Pussy power, pay me by the hour (right)
I need me a Braveheart, can't deal with a coward
I tell him if he ain't ballin', he should hit the showers, yeah
If I pick you, you lucky, baby, this money ours (right)
All yellow gold on me, like I'm Trinidad (James)
Sittin' drop top wonderin' where the ceilng's at
I know my old thang wanna bring the feeling back
But I got a new thang, baby, I ain't feeling that now
Iggy, Iggy, Iggy, can't you see?
That everybody wanna put they hands on me?
See I be on this money while your man on me
And I need another hand with all these bands on me, wait
I know you like the way I turn it on
I'm out here with my friends
I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg for it
If you don't do this right, you're going home alone
I guess you'll have to beg
I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg for it
Get up out my face like who'd you think you are?
Talkin' all this trash like bla-di-bla-di-blah!
(Oh-ayy-oh) nuh-uh (oh-ayy-oh) nuh-uh (oh-ayy-oh)
Get up out my face like who'd you think you are?
Make me wanna laugh like ha-di-ha-di-ha!
(Oh-ayy-oh) nuh-uh (oh-ayy-oh) nuh-uh
I know you like the way I turn it on
I'm out here with my friends
I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg for it
If you don't do this right, you're going home alone
I guess you'll have to beg
I'ma make you beg, I'ma make you beg for it
Got you hooked boy, I'm like a drug
If you want my love better smoke it up
Make you beg for it, I'ma make you beg for it
You can look, boy, but don't you touch
If you want my love, make me give a fuck
(Make you beg for it, I'ma make you beg for it)
| en |
1rMo0Fuv4vYRGT78bZQohI | Iggy Azalea | Savior | Been around the world and I, I, I
I can't find my baby
Things gettin' crazy
Losin' my patience
Why you keep me waitin'?
Goin' through the phases
Got me walkin' out the house all done up
Just in case I see your face and you decide to run up
Yeah, I'm in a different place, I need someone to hold on to
I been sendin' up a prayer hope the call gets through
'Cause my heart beats for you only
I wonder if you even know me
Countin' down every moment
That I wait for ya, I wait for ya
I wonder if you even notice
Lately I've been feelin' hopeless
Easy to lose focus, but I'll wait for ya
I've been looking for a savior (hey)
I've been looking for a savior (hey)
I've been looking for a real one to hold on to (hey)
I've been looking for a savior
Savior, yeah, save me
Ah-ay, na-na-na-aye
Ah-ay, na-na-na-aye (yeah)
Ah-ay, na-na-na-aye (I've been looking for a savior)
Ah-ay, na-na-na-aye
Save me
I feel like God playin' tricks on me, got a fix on me
Feel the weight of the world like I got a brick on me
Had a dance with the devil and he got a grip on me
I'm just tryna get to heaven, hope you got a ticket for me, huh
I've been sending up prayers, I need feedback
Past full of sin, can someone delete that?
My path got muddy, I feel like my feet trapped
Can you give me the strength now to beat that?
'Cause my heart beats for you only
I wonder if you even know me
Countin' down every moment
That I wait for ya, I wait for ya
I wonder if you even notice
Lately I've been feelin' hopeless
Easy to lose focus, but I'll wait for ya
I've been looking for a savior (hey)
I've been looking for a savior (hey)
I've been looking for a real one to hold on to (hey)
I've been looking for a savior
Savior, yeah, save me
Saving my love for you, saving my love for you
Saving it, saving it all for you
Saving it all for you, all for you
Saving my love for you, saving my love for you
Saving it, saving it all for you
Saving it all for you
I've been looking for a savior
Ah-ay, na-na-na-aye
I've been looking for a savior
Ah-ay, na-na-na-aye
I've been looking for a real one to hold on to
I've been looking for a savior
Savior, yeah, save me
Been around the world and I, I, I
I've been looking for a-
Been around the world and I, I, I
I've been looking for a-
Been around the world and I, I, I
I've been looking for a savior
Savior, yeah, save me
| en |
052ekJWXgZuiW8uEfclKGu | Iggy Azalea | Switch | (Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) uh
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) it's Iggy Iggs
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) what you want?
Look, look
Kick in the door, wavin' the four fizzy
They already know they can't fuck with Iggy
True's cost more than the rent do, you know that
All black on when I come through, it's Kodak
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Is Iggy the ziggy-iggy the baddest of 'em all?
Why you come through, shut down the mall?
All that ass deserve an applause
Change the game (change it up, change it up now)
Switch it up again (switch it up, switch it up now)
There we go again (here we go, here we go)
Play your role, play your role, oh
Fantasy (fantasy)
Turns reality (turn reality)
Right in front of me (right in front of me)
I can have it anyway I want
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch
This is 'bout that time you recognize that I'm that bitch
This is all that sauce your mama said you couldn't get
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch
Me and my boo on a worldwide hustle
You know what it is when I flex that muscle
I don't even know what a real one do
Talk that talk, I can back it up too
Got your dessert, call me the waiter
I'm flirtin', you'll get it later
You can get it from the inside out
No hands, you can put it in your mouth
Change the game (change it up, change it up now)
Switch it up again (switch it up, switch it up now)
There we go again (here we go, here we go)
Play your role, play your role
Fantasy (fantasy)
Turns reality (turn reality)
Right in front of me (right in front of me)
I can have it anyway I want
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch
This is 'bout that time you recognize that I'm that bitch
This is all that sauce your mama said you couldn't get
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch
Uh, it's Iggy, bitches
What you want? What you want, want, want?
Switch it up, the Lamb, the Bentley truck
He don't love you, that ring ain't big enough
If they talkin' that money, I'm showin' up
My account gettin' bigger, it's growin' up
And I'm still a ma'fuckin' rockstar
Popstar, but I roll with the mobsters
Yacht club on the shore eatin' lobster
While I'm stuntin' in Geneva with my top off
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch
This is 'bout that time you recognize that I'm that bitch
This is all that sauce your mama said you couldn't get
Red light, yellow light, green light, switch
Red light, yellow light (I had to switch up on 'em)
Green light, switch (switch, switch, switch it up on 'em)
This is 'bout that time (I had to switch up on 'em)
You recognize that I'm that bitch (switch, switch, switch it up on 'em)
This is all that sauce (should I switch it up on 'em?)
Your mama said you couldn't get (switch, switch, switch it up on 'em)
Red light, yellow light (I had to switch up on 'em)
Green light, switch (switch, switch, switch it up on 'em)
| en |
57nIrfsmlBYZO5fs4gbo0f | Iggy Azalea | Mo Bounce | Mo bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Mo bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Bounce, b-bounce, bounce, mo bounce
Mo, mo-mo bounce, b-bounce, bounce
Bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Mo bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Mo bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Bounce, b-bounce, bounce, b-bounce
Bounce, b-bounce, bounce
Bounce in the motherfuckin' house, bounce
Mo bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Bounce like a motherfuckin' '64, sick flow
Slick talk, spittin' that Crisco
Drop that shit like a cholo at the dub show
Can you hit the switch and pick it up and let the world know?
Homie, if you're broke, oh, no you don't deserve hoes
All these fake boulders only gettin' on my nerves though
I just cracked a 40, now I'm sippin' out the straw slow
Little bit of ratchet, little bougie, you should all know
Everybody got opinions, yeah, like assholes
You ain't gotta worry 'bout those, 'cause they assholes
We just came to party, party, party, what you came for?
Make, make the neighborhood bounce to this
When that shit goes down, the block get loud
In your backyard bumpin' while we blazin' out
Make it bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Mo bounce in the motherfuckin' house
When that shit goes down, the block get loud
In your backyard bumpin' while we blazin' out
Make it bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Mo bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce (to the red light)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce (make your headlight)
Bounce, b-bounce, bounce, b-bounce
Bounce, b-bounce, bounce (like a low-low)
B-bounce, bounce, b-bounce (throw it up)
Bounce (at the pole, pole)
Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, yeah, bounce it
Puff the lah or get high off the contact
Call the law, we gon' make sure we come back
Fallin' off, we ain't ever been about that
Hundred spokes spinnin' on a chrome rim
I got a feelin' that tonight we gon' be goin' in
I'm with a few bad bitches and some grown men
With the ice so cold, I feel like I'm Snowden
I feel like I'm rollin', but the whole place geeked up
It's gettin' hot in here, down to my wife beater
But you ain't gotta worry, we ain't dangerous
We came up
Make, make the neighborhood bounce to this
When that shit goes down, the block get loud
In your backyard bumpin' while we blazin' out
Make it bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Mo bounce in the motherfuckin' house
When that shit goes down, the block get loud
In your backyard bumpin' while we blazin' out
Make it bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Mo bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce (to the red light)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce (make your headlight)
Bounce, b-bounce, bounce, b-bounce
Bounce, b-bounce, bounce (like a low-low)
Bounce, b-bounce, bounce, b-bounce (throw it up)
Bounce (at the pole, pole)
Mo, m-m-mo bounce, blazin' up
Backyard, back, b-b-b-bumpin'
Backyard bumpin', the block get loud
Mo, m-m-m-mo bounce
Backyard, backyard b-bumpin'
Backyard bumpin', the block get loud
When that shit goes down, the block get loud
In your backyard bumpin' while we blazin' out
Make it bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Mo bounce in the motherfuckin' house
When that shit goes down, the block get loud
In your backyard bumpin' while we blazin' out
Make it bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Mo bounce in the motherfuckin' house
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce (to the red light)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce (make your headlight)
Bounce, b-bounce, bounce, b-bounce
Bounce, b-bounce, bounce (like a low-low)
B-bounce, bounce, b-bounce (throw it up)
Bounce
| en |
4IXiFMhtXEbSEG8UoAeTwD | Wiz Khalifa | Go Hard or Go Home | I feel like the sky is fallin' down
Ain't nobody here to play around
Push it to the edge, I won't back down
'Cause it's time to go hard or go home
One way up, no way out
I give it all, all for the family
We stay up, no bail-outs
Give it all, all for the family
Family, family, fam-fam-family
Five, four, three, two, I got one shot (one shot)
You lose the love and respect, that's where the trust stop (trust stop)
New work (new work), top drop (top drop)
I roll up e'ry 15 minutes like a bus stop (bus stop)
And you can smell just how I'm smokin' when I burn out
And you can catch me ridin' dirty, but my car not
It's love and loyalty until my heart lock (my heart lock)
Never turn your back, won't know how it turned out
I said it once, I'll do it again
I'm playin' the game, I do it to win
With you and your friend, that's thick and thin
That's me and my team, you know we gon' win
You know we gon' ball, you know we gon' ride 'til the wheels fall off
You know we gon' stick to the course, we ain't thinkin' 'bout y'all
I feel like the sky is fallin' down
Ain't nobody here to play around
Push it to the edge, I won't back down
'Cause it's time to go hard or go home
One way up, no way out
I give it all, all for the family
We stay up, no bail-outs
Give it all, all for the family
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, for the family
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, all for the family
Family, family, fam-fam-family
M-O-N-E-Y, what I go hard for
Swingin' on the green like I'm tryna get a par four (par four)
You ain't sittin' at my table, hope you starve
Hoe, don't be pushin' my buttons 'less you startin' up my car, whoa (car, whoa)
Pressure make a diamond, that pressure made me a star
Got a method to my madness, to bring me down by the bar
People always askin' me how I got this far
My response is just to keep it honest and be who you are
Now they call me Mrs. Money like I'm married to the mula
Just to measure my success, I need at least a hundred rulers
Glory, hallelujah, I'ma take that ass to church
I'ma finish like I started, Iggy still got that work, yeah
I feel like the sky is fallin' down
Ain't nobody here to play around
Push it to the edge, I won't back down
'Cause it's time to go hard or go home
One way up, no way out
I give it all, all for the family
We stay up, no bail-outs
Give it all, all for the family
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, for the family
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, all for the family
Family, family, fam-fam-family (switched it up)
All, a-a-all for the-, for the-, for the-
♪
All, a-a, a-a, for the family
All, a-a-all for the-, for the-, for the-
Family, family, a-a, for the-, a-a
I feel like the sky is fallin' down
Ain't nobody here to play around
Push it to the edge, I won't back down
'Cause it's time to go hard or go home
One way up, no way out
I give it all, all for the family
We stay up, no bail-outs
Give it all, all for the family
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, for the family
Eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh, all for the family
Family, family, fam-fam-family
| en |
07qEhQeZpeCjzDG7FmZtd6 | Iggy Azalea | We In This Bitch | Right, Iggy back no playtime
I just gave y'all some break time to miss me
So stressed on what's next
My last little bit of success ain't even hit me
So keep it light on the advice
Look at us, we must be doing something right clearly
In convo I don't talk to too many
I just talk to the fans in the songs cause y'all feel me
Now let's reflect on what we left on New Classic
I overstepped what was expected, I blew past it
So best bet is respect my perspective
Or go get your sight checked for new glasses
The fact is you combine the stats with
The history I made, the message should be established
I guess what I'm explaining in laymen's
Is ain't nothin' about miss Azalea average
♪
Now we in this bitch
Admit it get borin' with no me in this bitch
Now we in this bitch
What's a world with no I-G-G in this bitch?
Now we in this bitch
Admit it get borin' with no me in this bitch
Now we in this bitch
What's a world with no I-G-G in this bitch?
Unpolished product of my environment
Tryna get the same type love and respect as peers I be rhymin' with
But everything is so one-sided, divided and biased
That I can't get a fair judge panel not in the slightest bit
In light of this, I had to write a hit to get this type of chip
Ridin' dick won't get me nowhere and I ain't that type of chick
That's so unladylike 'specially knowin' they be like
"Iggy this and Iggy that" long as you say it, say it right
Right, they might be playin' but Iggy ain't
'Til Iggy faint, I just wanna fill this Iggy bank
See I emerged from the smoke without a smudge on me
So back up up off of me unless you got some love for me, right
♪
Even with my back against the wall
I still don't know fear and won't shed a tear
Cause when I think back, I've seen it all
And everything that ain't stopped me got me here so
Now we in this bitch
Admit it get borin' with no me in this bitch
Now we in this bitch
What's a world with no I-G-G in this bitch?
Now we in this bitch
Admit it get borin' with no me in this bitch
Now we in this bitch
What's a world with no I-G-G in this bitch?
Look in my eyes and see what I see
You know that nothin' happenin' surprise me
It's like I seen this before
This is everything I was dreaming for
Relax your mind let ya conscious free
I got expensive taste and I ain't waiving the fee
It's like I seen this before
Life is now everything I dreamed and more
And more, life is now everything I dreamed and more
And more, life is now everything I dreamed and more
And more, life is now everything I dreamed...
♪
Even with my back against the wall
I still don't know fear and won't shed a tear
Cause when I think back, I've seen it all
And everything that ain't stopped me got me here so
Now we in this bitch
Admit it get borin' with no me in this bitch
Now we in this bitch
What's a world with no I-G-G in this bitch?
Now we in this bitch
Admit it get borin' with no me in this bitch
Now we in this bitch
What's a world with no I-G-G in this bitch?
| en |
1f1DmDOGoQ1BvdynmXNtPd | Iggy Azalea | Change Your Life | I'ma change your life, I'ma change it (Yup)
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it (Hustle Gang, homie)
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it (Real talk)
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it (No bullshit)
I'ma change your life, life
You used to dealing with basic bitches
Basic shit, all the time
I'm a new classic, upgrade your status
From a standby, to a frequent flyer
Hop out your past life and I'll renovate your future
Then I integrate my genius shit, we purchasin', not perusing
Yeah, I love your hustle, baby
Just let me add a little bit of muscle, baby
Joint venture, we'll partner up
Until the shares errupt, and I up your wages
On a private island, dolo
Where one meal costs a car note
Them broads before me was local
Through customs, accustom your wardrobe, damn
Stamped passports where they all pass ports 'til the clocks fast forward
There'll be dark blue shores where they don't do chores
We just get chauffeured
Damn, this is the life
Exclusive shit with all access granted
In the country where the accents are grand
And they landin' on top of foreign mansions
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life (Let's go)
If you could listen more than you speak
I'd get you everything that you need
I'm talkin' bout red bottoms, LV
Even extension plus in your weave
I be blowing on strong weed when we ride
And e'rybody just lookin'
But ain't nan nigga gon' hop up
They like "Nah shawty, she tooken!"
I'ma get you you up out that corner shop
Put you up in Neiman Marcus where you supposed to shop
Hey, let me show you that watch you supposed to wear
Hey get up out that Honda Civic, get your ass in here
Tell your mom and dad that you straight
Don't worry 'bout it you got it
You fly over in coach and fly back in a jet
Hustle gang on your chest ain't no problem don't stress
We spend our winters in the Summer of Australia
Eating crumpets with the sailors
On acres without the neighbours
We fast-forward four years more
We a long way from piss poor
And all the shit that we endured
I told you what you was in for so
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life
Once you go great, you never go good
You never go back, even if you could
I'll show you my way, I got that good-good
You never go back, even if you could
♪
Have you ever wished your life would change?
Woke up and you lived your dreams
Baby, I could help you make that change
I could show you how to do this thing
Have you ever wished your life would change?
Woke up and you lived your dreams
Baby, I could help you make that change
I could show ya, show ya, show ya, show ya
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life
Once you go great, you never go good
You never go back, even if you could
I'll show you my way, I got that good-good
You never go back, even if you could
Once you go great, you never go good
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'll show you my way, I got that good-good
♪
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
| en |
2pyhJF2s7myJiXP9ceczB9 | Iggy Azalea | Black Widow | I'm gonna love you, until you hate me
And I'm gonna show you, what's really crazy
You should've known better, than to mess with me harder
I'm gonna love you, I'm gonna love you
Gonna love you, gonna love you
Like a black widow, baby
This twisted cat and mouse game, always starts the same
First we're both down to play, then somehow you go astray
We went from nuttin' to somethin', likin' to lovin'
It was us against the world, and now we just fuckin'?
It's like I loved you so much that now I just hate you
Feelin' stupid for all the time that I gave you
I wanted all or nothin' for us, ain't no place in between
Might-might be me believing what you say that you'll never mean
Like it'll last forever, but now forever ain't as long
If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be stuck singing this song
You were different from my last, but now, you've got 'em mirrored
And as it all plays out I see it couldn't be clearer
Now sing...
You used to be, thirsty for me
But now you wanna be set free
This is the web, web that you weave
So, baby now rest in peace (it's all over with now)
I'm gonna love you, until you hate me (right)
And I'm gonna show you (show 'em what? Show 'em what?)
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me harder (it's all over with now)
I'm gonna love you, I'm gonna love you
Gonna love you, gonna love you
Like a black widow, baby
♪
Black, black widow, baby
I'm gonna l-l-l-love you until it hurts
Just to get you I'm doin' whatever works
You had never meet nobody, that'll do ya how I do ya
That'll bring ya to your knees, praise Jesus, hallelujah
That'll make ya beg for it, plead for it
'Til you feel like you breathe for it
'Til you'd do any and every thing for it
I want you to fiend for it, wake up and dream for it
'Til it's got you gaspin' for air, and you lean forward
'Til you have a CAT scan to check on your mind
And there's nothing but me on it (on it, on it)
Now it's me time, believe that
If it's yours when you want it, I want it
Promise I need that
'Til I'm everywhere that you be at, I can't fall back or quit
'Cause this here a fatal attraction, so I take it all or I don't want sh-
You used to be, thirsty for me (right)
But now you wanna be set free
This is the web, web that you weave
So, baby now rest in peace (it's all over with now)
I'm gonna love you, until you hate me (right)
And I'm gonna show you (show 'em what? Show 'em what?)
What's really crazy
You should've known better, than to mess with me harder
I'm gonna love you, I'm gonna love you
Gonna love you, gonna love you
Like a black widow, baby
♪
Bla-bla-black, black widow, baby
| en |
29l9kMr8pFN3Fk2NpvGOb2 | Iggy Azalea | Fancy | First things first, I'm the realest (Realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (Let 'em feel it)
And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
I can hold you down, like I'm giving lessons in physics (Right, right?)
You should want a bad bitch like this (Huh?)
Drop it low and pick it up just like this (Yeah)
Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris'
High heels, something worth a half a ticket on my wrist (On my wrist)
Taking all the liquor straight, never chase that (Never)
Rooftop like we bringing '88 back (What?)
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Champagne spilling, you should taste that
I'm so fancy, you already know
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
I said baby, I do this, I thought that you knew this
Can't stand no haters, and honest, the truth is
That my flow retarded, each beat dear, departed
Swagger on stupid, I can't shop in no department
And get my money on time, if they got money, decline
And swear I meant that there so much that I give that line a rewind
Said I get my money on time, if they got money, decline
I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind
Now tell me, who that, who that? That do that, do that?
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
I be that I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw
I'm so fancy, you already know
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
Trash the hotel, let's get drunk on the minibar
Make the phone call, feels so good getting what I want
Yeah, keep on turning it up
Chandelier swinging, we don't give a fuck
Film star, yeah, I'm deluxe
Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch, ow!
♪
Still stunting, how you love that?
Got the whole world asking how I does that
Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that
Look at it, I bet you wishing you could clutch that
That's just the way you like it, huh?
It's so good, he just wishing he could bite it, huh?
Never turn down nothing
Slayin' these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like
I'm so fancy, you already know
I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy, can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
Who that, who that? I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that? I-G-G-Y
(Blow-oh-oh-oh)
Who that, who that? I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that? I-G-G-Y
(Blow-oh-oh-oh)
| en |
2q2ukZbOCQaFcN3M34RhZ3 | Iggy Azalea | Heavy Crown | Life been crazy, all advice has been to chill more
Ironic, I've been living off what people down to kill for
And I find no comfort in numbers, knowin' there's always a mill' more
Fact was, that cat dragged my pretty ass right at the top of that billboard
And all of my folks who done been here from jump, you the ones I'ma cover the bill for
And as I get ill more, we gon' triple the order of champagne and spill more
Let's settle the real score, been wondering what the public gotta feel for
So let's keep it real, yeah, you know I'm killing game as soon as I step on the field y'all
At the top are all mad now, there's no turning back now
I won't ever back down, they feel me like they're giving Iggy a pat down
I needed a moment, I found it
Lately I've been on my runnin' the town shit
Especially walkin' around with
This heavy crown
You can't always please the crowd
But I am still not bowing down
This heavy crown
It comes and goes around
And when it's time, I'll pass it proud
But bitch, I got it now
So keep it cute, chick, and don't be hatin' on the new chick
Go back and check your stats and bet they let you know I do's this
Glasses full of empty depending on point of view chick
If you was mad before, I bet you hate me for this new shit
Maybe you should watch what you've got coming out your two lips
Get cool with how I kick it or else you gon' get the boot, bitch
Iggy A-Z-A a.k.a. captain of the crew ship
Don't penny pinch I promise baby, I don't need your two cents
Get rid of the makeup, let us see just who you is
But if you feel like that girl, bless your heart, go get it how you live
When you hear my name, you gotta know that she's something regal
I'm one of one ain't no sequels
I'm wearing
This heavy crown
You can't always please the crowd
But I am still not bowing down
This heavy crown
It comes and goes around
And when it's time, I'll pass it proud
But bitch, I got it now
♪
To everyone who said I'd never make
Oh Lord, weren't you mistaken
I got a dinner date with greatness
Iggy Igg ain't never been nothin' to play with, hold up
To everyone who said I'd never make
I'm at the top laughin' at your faces
I've been practising my patience, but I switch back quick if you play with
This heavy crown
To everyone who said I'd never make it
This heavy crown
Oh, Lord, weren't you mistaken
This heavy crown
To everyone who said I'd never make it
This heavy crown
Oh, Lord, weren't you mistaken
This heavy crown
To everyone who said I'd never make it
This heavy crown
Oh, Lord, weren't you mistaken
This heavy crown
To everyone who said I'd never make it
This heavy crown
I'm at the top laughin' at your faces
Bitch, I got it now
| en |
4xX0gBAHpvMW8TyPSXjDzC | Iggy Azalea | Impossible Is Nothing | Never quit until the clock stops
And never die out until your heart drops
Success will separate you from the have not's
And have all of the haters at your neck like an ascot
You could do it too young world
I remember being exactly like you young girl
But wait...
You can do it too young man
You'll be fine as long as on your own two you stand
Keep on livin', keep on breathin'
Even when you don't believe it
Keep on climbin', keep on reachin'
Even when this world can't see it
Know impossible is nothing
Even when you don't believe it
Impossible is nothing
Even when this world can't see it
Impossible is nothing
Gotta hate to not have it more than you'd love to obtain it
Your future's around the corner so close you can almost taste it
It gets worst before it's better, that storm you gon' have to weather
Either be a busted pipe or a diamond due to this pressure
25 hours, 8 days out the week
Focus, keep eyes open, victory never sleeps
My prayer for you is that you hit all them goals you tryna reach
I even hope at one point, that you take it farther than me
Keep on livin', keep on breathin'
Even when you don't believe it
Keep on climbin', keep on reachin'
Even when this world can't see it
Know impossible is nothing
Even when you don't believe it
Impossible is nothing
Even when this world can't see it
Impossible is nothing
I shall never let 'em see me sweat
Promise to want for more until my very last breath
Promise to blaze a path and leave a trail for the next
And never sell out my soul for any number on a cheque
I shall never let 'em see me sweat
Promise to want for more until my very last breath
Promise to blaze a path and leave a trail for the next
Just promise me when I'm gone you won't forget
Keep on livin', keep on breathin'
Even when you don't believe it
Keep on climbin', keep on reachin'
Even when this world can't see it
No, impossible is nothing
Even when you don't believe it
Impossible is nothing
Even when this world can't see it
Impossible is nothing
| en |
4Roy9MwLn49r1L11jn6WL3 | Iggy Azalea | Goddess | Make enough in ten months
I could live off of or retire
But I just won't quit
Tryna figure out which part of this you just don't get huh
Lord, lemme know if you got this
Preaching about prophets
It ain't no one man can stop us
Bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess
It ain't no one man can stop us
Bow down to a Goddess
Goddess! Got it?
Same critics wondered if I had it in me
Now want me to play friendly
But how the hell you play friendly when the mention of my name could cause a media frenzy
The cameras flash everywhere, make it hard to miss me
Lately I been crazy til a psych will commit me
After any competition coming up against me
You think it's anything better, then come convince me
Til then I'll be leading the race
So bow down, put your knee to your face
While I make wine outta water, turn rappers into martyrs
Set it off whenever I-G-G in the place, huh
Young rapper, Goddess
Y'all are boring, read like Rapper's Digest
I could never see you fall like I skip through August
I'm thinkin bout now would be the time to start this
Lord, lemme know if you got this
Preaching about prophets
It ain't no one man can stop us
Bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess
It ain't no one man can stop us
Bow down to a Goddess
Goddess! Got it?
Put your hands to the sky
But only if you feel the vibe
They wanna bury me alive but ya'll know real goddess never die
Put your hands to the sky
But only if you feel the vibe
They wanna bury me alive but ya'll know real goddess never die
♪
Lord, lemme know if you got this
Preaching about prophets
It ain't no one man can stop us
Bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess, bow down to a Goddess
It ain't no one man can stop us
Bow down to a Goddess
Goddess! Got it?
Bow down
Bow down
Bow down
Bow down
Bow down
Bow down
Bow down
Bow down
| en |
12Fc1cZhK2qYBghN2ivAXB | Iggy Azalea | New Bitch | He got a house that's too big
Sits on a hill in the valley
Said he trying to move on with life but he still wanna be a good daddy
So I sit in the ride cause I don't want us overlapping
Spendin' money on Mac, that's cute, I get checks from them in Paris
Better check my tax bracket
What you think was gonna happen
Naggin', now he's had it
And y'all fell off like Mad Men
These exes excessively hatin' on the next bitch
She's no housewife, just desperate
I know it's hard to let go but accept it
Cause the whole world is watchin'
And the paparazzi is flockin'
Cause we fly shit when we drop in
And we shut down your party
'His' and 'her' gold chains
Gold watches, everything
His old girl, she gon' hate
They gon' have something to say
When I hop out his new six
Fresh in some new shit
"Damn, she is too thick, who is this?"
Yeah I'm his new bitch
I'm his new bitch
And I'm spending his new cash
Few trips, new bags
Damn, she is too bad
Oh you mad?
That I'm his new bitch
Yeah, I'm his new bitch
She be the one that be like
"Hey, girl, what's up? You in town?"
Yes, I'm in town, kissing ---- on the face, and you know this
So just say it
It's always jealous broads wishing they was in my shoes
But I'm a debut, you a deja vu
Girl, you know the drill, I got a couple loose screws
Driving, riding, all black suits up
Up north in a coupe before I meet him with the crew
And what I do, it can't be compared
You well done and bitch I'm rare
So stop popping up unexpected
Stop sending threats and text messages
We too grown for this messy shit
This will be my last conversation
If you don't want no problems, move yourself from the equation
Cause the whole world is watchin'
And the paparazzi is flockin'
Cause we fly shit when we drop in
And we shut down your party
'His' and 'her' gold chains
Gold watches, everything
His old girl, she gon' hate
They gon' have something to say
When I hop out his new six
Fresh in some new shit
"Damn, she is too thick, who is this?"
Yeah I'm his new bitch
I'm his new bitch
And I'm spending his new cash
Few trips, new bags
Damn, she is too bad
Oh you mad?
That I'm his new bitch
Yeah, I'm his new bitch
♪
Tell your friends to tell their friends too
He got a new chick but it ain't you
I'm just saying, you know it's true
Cry a river and swim on through
I know you hoping we won't make it
Clyde and Bonnie, let the world chase us
Ride or die where the world takes us
If we end up poor or rich and famous
I'm all he needs and more chick
His home chick
His tour chick
His 4th finger, left hand chick
And all those people go 'Damn, chick'
When I hop out his new six
Fresh in some new shit
"Damn, she is too thick, who is this?"
Yeah I'm his new bitch
I'm his new bitch
And I'm spending his new cash
Few trips, new bags
Damn, she is too bad
Oh you mad?
That I'm his new bitch
Yeah, I'm his new bitch
| en |
47nncLBRtax44mOqeAUVCY | Iggy Azalea | Iggy SZN | Everywhere I go they say it's Iggy Season
Til I get what I want, baby I ain't leavin'
Everytime I go out everybody wanna show me
I just see a girl in the mirror, told her: "you the reason"
Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy Season
Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy Season
I ain't worried 'bout shit, it's Iggy Season
Bad bitches scream YAAAAAASSSSSSSS
It's Iggy Season
Every man needs some Azalea
You want it, you do what I tell ya
You play on my team and get a ring back
You don't, you gon' end up a failure
I look like a fantasy, your wifey mad at me
Just cause hubby is a fan of me you understandin' me? (mm)
So skip the talking baby, we too busy ballin' baby
Pedal to the metal and my engine never stallin' baby
Bitches gon' hate, while the critics critique
I pay they no mind whenever they speak
What they make a year, I can make in a week
I know you can't stand it just get you a seat
See the sky be the limit when you dealin' with me
I'm stuntin' this hard, and I ain't even reached my peak
I just get money to spend it, let the cycle repeat
I'm feeling like I got this world on my feet
Hm, Iggz
Everywhere I go they say it's Iggy Season
Til I get what I want, baby I ain't leavin'
Everytime I go out everybody wanna show me
I just see a girl in the mirror, told her: "you the reason"
Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy Season
Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy Season
I ain't worried 'bout shit, it's Iggy Season
Bad bitches scream YAAAAAASSSSSSSS
It's Iggy Season
Go Iggy
Go Iggy
Go Iggy
Go Iggy
Go...
You ain't down to make a purchase, tell me what's your purpose?
Go out and play somewhere the grown folks busy workin'
Iggy independent with it, they know that for a certain
You be on the internet, thirsty, prolly worse in person
Down payment for a car, I dropped that on a Birkin
You don't sit in VIP 'cause you ain't no important person
The money wrapped around my mind like a turban
Iggy got them pop titties but that ass on that urban
If I told you what I'm worth, you would throw up
So have my money on time before I show up
I'm drinking PJ on a PJ in my PJs
Thinking money 25/8, no free days
If your girl dumb body, I recruit them
They ask me who you do it for, me say they youth them
Damn right, I like the life I live
Who else you know that slay like Iggz
You lil'... (bitch)
Everywhere I go they say it's Iggy Season
Til I get what I want, baby I ain't leavin'
Everytime I go out everybody wanna show me
I just see a girl in the mirror, told her: "you the reason"
Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy Season
Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy Season
I ain't worried 'bout shit, it's Iggy Season
Bad bitches scream YAAAAAASSSSSSSS
It's Iggy Season
Go Iggy
Drop down on 'em, bring 'em back up
Iggy Igg in the building, call for backup
See I don't want nothing but them stacks
So if you see a bad bitch, point her out, where she at doe?
Now clap, clap, clap, clap it on 'em
Now clap, clap, clap, clap it on 'em
So we don't wanna never turn down
So go ahead and get ratchet on
Everywhere I go they say it's Iggy Season
Til I get what I want, baby I ain't leavin'
Everytime I go out everybody wanna show me
I just see a girl in the mirror, told her: "you the reason"
Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy Season
Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy Season
I ain't worried 'bout shit, it's Iggy Season
Bad bitches scream YAAAAAASSSSSSSS
It's Iggy Season
| en |
3NLcPSrOfGcBn1Nh5PcaMW | Iggy Azalea | Don't Need Y'all | I remember when it used to be simple
But all this cash it just complicates things
And all this money we into
It will drive you crazy but it only makes me go harder
Grow stronger and get tougher when the road get longer
Sometimes you gonna think that it's too much on ya
But think what id be doing I'd this wasn't going on
So I just keep pushing when im being pulled in every direction
Now I'm popping so the they watching every step of my progression
Sometimes fame like a curse latched to my blessing
On the road to the riches turning earth into heaven
Dear lord if you hear me I don't need another a new friend near me
Cause I don't want none of that fake love
Cause I'm looking and all of that be made up
I remember when I wasn't this big
And now ya'll wanna act like ya'll helped me get here
Oh now everybody wanna love me
Try knock me down but I'm strong
I did all this on my own
Ain't got no time for no new friends
So for now just leave me alone
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need y'all
Making each and every song like it might be my last one
But still making sure the cash come
Still ain't forgetting times when I didn't have none
Back against the wall feeling like I had to grab some
That's when, I took time and I figured it out
I'd rather deal with the stress more then living without
Take a one way trip to the top one time
Let you have it for a minute now I want mine
Same girl on the cover of the magazine
Was the one hiding pain that you haven't seen
Talking Bout
No money, no family Sixteen in the middle of Miami
Same critics on me now days couldn't stand me
Now we talking about vma's and the grammys
We've been time turn nothing into something
And so now I need money, put it all in my discussions
I remember when I wasn't this big
And now ya'll wanna act like ya'll helped me get here
Oh now everybody wanna love me
Try knock me down but I'm strong
I did all this on my own
Ain't got no time for no new friends
So for now just leave me alone
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need y'all
And if you wasn't here when I was down
Then you won't be here when I'm up
Now the same one you looked over
Be the same one that blew up
Ain't it funny how this life thing works
When you think it's finished is when it all begins
Go from doubts to having the thought it might work
It goes up and down then it starts again
When I reminisce sometimes I can't even keep a dry eye
But my hearts on fly by when you on top of the world sky high
I remember when I wasn't this big
And now ya'll wanna act like ya'll helped me get here
Oh now everybody wanna love me
Try knock me down but I'm strong
I did all this on my own
Ain't got no time for no new friends
So for now just leave me alone
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need ya'll anyway
I don't need y'all
| en |
3nWEpNGXct67t0ak326pUe | Iggy Azalea | Fuck Love | Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, give me diamonds
I'm already in love with myself
So in love with myself
I'm already in love with myself
Fuck love, give me diamonds
So you want a type of bitch that'll stay at home
But I'm too busy getting my own
For the kinda girl you want
Boy, you need to call Tyrone
I don't need your help
I can take care of myself
I might get into the money
Baby, couldn't you tell?
I'm much chillin' in Europe
Making a whole lotta euros
Yeah, my money so plural
Honey, that's what I do though
You can't break my heart
You can't take my pride
Oh no, that love shit, I won't do it
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, give me diamonds
I'm already in love with myself
So in love with myself
I'm already in love with myself
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Y'all dudes is a hot damn mess
I'm way too blessed to be stressed
So I don't want no boyfriend
Just give me them cheques
What if I'm a material girl?
You can't blame me I live in a material world
It's crazy, this much it should be making me hurl
Big baby, I know you want a taste of the pearl
It's my life, I'ma do who I want to
Do what I want to, and I don't want you
Alright, see my time's gonna cost you
And all my love don't cost a thing
You can't break my heart (My heart)
You can't take my pride (My pride)
Oh no (Oh no), that love shit, I won't do it
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, give me diamonds
I'm already in love with myself
So in love with myself
I'm already in love with myself
Fuck love, give me diamonds
Fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love
That love shit I won't do it
Fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love
That love shit I won't do it
| en |
4TMW2Cr5nv5uBx7TZJNSbm | Iggy Azalea | Rolex | You used to be everything, now that mean nothing
Thought this was poker with the cards up but we were bluffing
I miss you but pride won't let me tell you
Thought that we had all the time
But I'm guessing that plans fell through
Yeah, we fell off
I won't ask you to climb back
I paid twenty for that Rolly, I just want my time back
Was wrong too but I see it now
That you don't give a damn
I got you tatted, you took off before the ink dried on my hands
I was down to give you the world, instead you gave me hell
I lied, tried to be perfect and I played myself
And it hurts so bad, we coulda worked on that
Cause you say you love me, but real love don't work like that
The truth is, I left a piece of me in a piece I gave you
And I tend to laugh and crack a smile when things get painful
Said I crack a smile when things get painful
Remembering the moments when I used to date you
Rolex's don't tick-tock
But damn it baby, my time costs
And damn it baby, my time is money
So I need payback for all the time lost
I need payback for all the time lost
Said, I need payback for all the time lost
Damn it baby, my time costs
So I need payback for all the time lost
Say that you love me
I say that you're lying
Cause I said we could work on it, you said "let's leave it behind"
Couldn't put together the picture I paint in my mind
So how I see you know insulting me is wasting my time
But we live and learn and learn and love and let go
Cause if we stay in this then we might make it worse than before
Another hard lesson, stressing taking personal notes
Remember sweet nothings, like baby, what's the purpose in those?
Both of us saying it shouldn't have went like that
But sometimes in love, it just get like that
Used to think that when it went wrong we'd get right back
You know, Cupid's got another arrow, and shit like that
And for all of y'all watching I hope that this entertain you
And that you enjoyed this song that I sang you
Cause I'm still here laughing when it gets painful
Remembering the moments when I used to date you
Rolex's don't tick-tock
But damn it baby, my time costs
And damn it baby, my time is money
So I need payback for all the time lost
I need payback for all the time lost
Said, I need payback for all the time lost
Damn it baby, my time costs
So I need payback for all the time lost
♪
Rolex's don't tick-tock
But damn it baby, my time costs
And damn it baby, my time is money
So I need payback for all the time lost
I need payback for all the time lost
Said, I need payback for all the time lost
Damn it baby, my time costs
So I need payback for all the time lost
| en |
65OFkw4JN9WWFRcRkF7XbX | Iggy Azalea | Bounce | Make-make bounce
Make it,-it bounce
Make it bounce
I don't wanna hurt ya, but I'm about to work ya
Watch your mouth, drop real low
I'm turning you up, I'm burning the clutch
Full speed, both feet to the floor, feet to the floor
DJ running it back once more, time to party, that's all I know
Grab somebody tell 'em, "Baby, baby, baby let's go!"
Bounce, make it, make it bounce
Bounce, make it, make it bounce
Bounce, make it, make it bounce
Shake it, break it, make it bounce
Bounce, make it bounce
Bounce, make it bounce
Bounce, make it bounce
Shake it, break it, make it bounce
♪
Make it bounce
Iggy Iggy, gettin' 'em tipsy
♪
Tippin' em broads, hundreds and fifties
Pullin' up, NASCAR, black car
Shittin' on everyone, sippin' whatever we feelin'
Real, real good, hands to the ceiling
Dancin' we dizzy, we spinnin' we spinnin'
All about money, the night's never ending
We party 'til morning, tomorrow we kick it
Bounce, make it, make it bounce
Bounce, make it, make it bounce
Bounce, make it, make it bounce
Shake it, break it, make it bounce
Bounce, make it bounce
Bounce, make it bounce
Bounce, make it bounce
Shake it, break it, make it bounce
Make it bounce
Let ya hair down and shake that sh-, shake that sh-, shake that sh-
Sweat it out, go nuts in this bitch
Dip it, spin it, and watchin' my hips
I see you watchin' my hips
Crazy, move your body like Swayze
Round and round, shake it, break it, make it bounce
It's a f- celebration, go-go-go
Girl shake 'em down like you made it, get low-low-low
Then show the good like you're wasted, po'-po'-po'
And spray the crowd with amazement, fo' sho-sho-sho
Go nuts, hands up, get crazy (we go)
Go nuts, hands up, get crazy (we go)
Go nuts, hands up, get crazy (we go)
Go nuts, hands up, get crazy
Make it, make it bounce
M-make it bounce
M-make it bounce
Go nuts, hands up, get crazy
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Shake it, break it, make it bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Shake it, break it, make it bounce
| en |
42IHvGbWqLPg4EwWTbuH7m | Iggy Azalea | Walk The Line | Yeah we don't wanna do anything to scare your children
That's the last thing we wanna do
We don't wanna scare anybody
♪
Never said it was fair, but still I never knew fear
Not in a million years could you tell me that I'd be here
I just hopped off that lear, my life on another tier
Lifting glasses for cheers, keep that hating out my ear
From country living to country skipping, this would drive you crazy
Check the rate that they pay me, a giant could never slay me
Money never a maybe, but never forgot my roots
I heard that the top is lonely, I wonder if it's the truth
So I'm just climbing, paid off rhyming, now I'm shining, could be blinding
Ain't too much real left but right here is where you could find it
This that new classic, ain't this what you needed?
I'm what amazing look like, now recognize it when you see it
Not where I wanna be, but I'm far from home
Just tryna make it on my own
And unless destiny calls, I don't answer phones
This is the line and I walk alone
Ain't no going back now
Don't know where I'm at now
Ain't no going back now
This is the line and I walk alone
I've been counted out, I've been stepped on
I was wide awake and got slept on
I had everything and then lost it
Worked my ass off, I'm exhausted
All this talking about me, just talk about me
I'm here now, they can't walk around me
I'm dedicated, flow elevated
Tell every hater hope you never play it, said I'll never make it
I'm celebrating and I'm never quitting, no resignation
I took desperate measures out of desperation
I'm the fresh face with no expiration
I know pressure make diamonds so I threw 'em off in this chain
And when it's all on the line, I'm who you want in the game
Cause I'm gon' get it and that's for sure
Can't be like y'all, that's a no-go
International while y'all local, got this locked up just like po-po
Every beat get ate, that's ocho
Won't lose, oh, no, that's Yoko
Been up and down like low lows
Still make my own on my solo
Had to be here to believe it
Think like winners to perceive it
Had to let you know that I mean it
If I speak it and say keep it
This flow, that's genius
Just think about it, what I think about it?
If I didn't live it, won't ink about it
Married to the money, put a ring around it, what?
Not where I wanna be, but I'm far from home
Just tryna make it on my own
And unless destiny calls, I don't answer phones
This is the line and I walk alone
Ain't no going back now
Don't know where I'm at now
Ain't no going back now
This is the line and I walk alone
♪
And everything ain't the way I planned it
But when the smoke clears, I'm the last standing
This lifestyle can be so demanding
But I take off like a plane and ain't never landing
Not where I wanna be, but I'm far from home
Just tryna make it on my own
And unless destiny calls, I don't answer phones
This is the line and I walk alone
Ain't no going back now
Don't know where I'm at now
Ain't no going back now
This is the line and I walk alone
Ain't no going back now
Ain't no going back now
This is the line and I walk alone
| en |
3zGT0MtVFOiqoYdHMo0Osl | Iggy Azalea | 100 | You ain't the type of lady that's known to fuck around
Keep your mind on your money, and you ain't looking to settle down
Girl, you keep it 100, 100, 100 when you're 'round me, yeah
That's why I keep it 100, 100, 100 when you're round me, girl
When you come around me, when you come around me
Yeah, girl, you keep it 100, 100, 100, when you're 'round me
Girl, when you come around me
Imma keep it 100, I'm a boss chick, but he run it
No Michael Kors just Tom Ford
Saint Tropez, I'm like bonjour
In Spain wearing that Balmain, Lanvin, Givenchy
On the top floor of that penthouse, I got ten toes on that concrete
Keep it G with the money, I ain't gotta lie about shit
I don't need the money, I can buy my shit
Heard in the streets that he fucked that bitch
He know I'mma put his ass out my shit
Paid one million for that drop six
And he got the Glock in my cockpit
Them other chicks he get caught with
I'm the bitch he gonna rock with
They talk shit, but we bought shit, fly Aussie on boss shit
When he need to be, where he need to be
I tell him "go on, it ain't no thing to me"
Gotta hit that thing, bring that back witcha
Let me thumb through the check if you wanna get sexy
You knew I was high class ass when you met me
My money tall, it's too bad for y'all
Y'all dough as short as Joe Pesci
I'm a fancy bitch but I'm ratchet
Not like the bitch you had, ain't never had shit
Respect that, how I come around, no run around
You better humble down
Them games, ain't gonna play none
Keep it A1 since day one, yeah
You ain't the type of lady that's known to fuck around
Keep your mind on your money and you ain't looking to settle down
Girl, you keep it 100, 100, 100 when you're 'round me
Yeah, girl you keep it 100, 100, 100 when you're 'round me
Girl, when you come around me
Bankrolls'r'us, we got it, you know how we ride
No credit, no debit, no thanks
My clique pay cash everything we buy
See me walking by with my nose in the sky
Make you be like, "Damn bitch, can't say hi?"
Then I hop in the drop and wave goodbye
As I drive through the tunnel looking like Lady Di
Why stress myself when he not there?
Let's see how he likes seeing me out there
You know how many dudes want me out there?
Just stop thinking about it, you got no idea
Don't try me man, you know I will
Throw this brick through your wind shield
Knife your nice new Rover Wheel
That fireplace? Your clothes in there
If I know you two in there, no asking what you doing there
Imma send my crew in there, you two gonna be ruined there
You violate, I demonstrate, especially if I'm true to you
And when I come around, I keep it 100 as usual
You ain't the type of lady that's known to fuck around
Keep your mind on your money and you ain't looking to settle down
Girl, you keep it 100, 100, 100 when you're 'round me
Yeah, girl you keep it 100, 100, 100 when you're 'round me
Girl, when you come around me
100, 100 as usual, 100 as usual
(When I come around I keep it 100 as usual)
100, 100 as usual, 100 as usual
(When I come around I keep it 100 as usual)
| en |
4JO7lSmOVxyxPcw0ynWAqC | Iggy Azalea | Lady Patra | No pussy can come in our place
In our arena, in our establishment
And try talk the talk and walk the walk
And act like them don't know where we from
Like we don't have the biggest in hundred
Ya don't know how we a gwan and kick up
Iggy, what you say? What you say?
Bullet!
Classic, Sinatra, bad, Phantom of the Opera
Shuffle the deck, I be the queen in the pack
Gotcha, Lady Patra
Classic, Sinatra, bad, Phantom of the Opera
Shuffle the deck, I be the queen in the pack
Gotcha, Lady Patra
Paper planes, roger that, 10-4
Got money, been had it, still gettin' more
All y'all in the building, but on different floors
Y'all couldn't see it how we see it on your tippie-toes
Iggy so chillin', so pretty, still pretty
Talkin' hits on hits, McGwire, Bonds, Griffey
Mash it up, bring the queens of the dancehall with me
Pearl handle on the pistol, tell this world to come and get me
And I'm thummin' through designers to pick what you feel me proper
Hay dudes come through the ranks, but we ain't Shabba
Need me a rude boi, something straight out the shockers
That could drive a girl crazy, all the way off my rocker
Versaces over Allies, lookin' like you could pop a
No they thought I wouldn't make it, I'm lookin' like what's the matter?
But tell them money talk and that man not saying nada
The new classic, signed sincerely, Lady Patra
Classic, Sinatra, bad, Phantom of the Opera
Shuffle the deck, I be the queen in the pack
Gotcha, Lady Patra
Classic, Sinatra, bad, Phantom of the Opera
Shuffle the deck, I be the queen in the pack
Gotcha, Lady Patra
She's special and phenomenal
Body strong like a stallion
She got me wild like an animal
Drop it, drop it, pon de floor
Drop it, drop it, pon de floor
Your patra whine dynamical
Billion dollar shape, trillion dollar looks
Tell them broke bitch, read it in the books
Your thing turn up, you got Louis on your foot
You know you got gully on the hook
Mr. Brooks
Classic, Sinatra, bad, Phantom of the Opera
Shuffle the deck, I be the queen in the pack
Gotcha, Lady Patra
Classic, Sinatra, bad, Phantom of the Opera
Shuffle the deck, I be the queen in the pack
Gotcha, Lady Patra
Said she need a real man
Oh yes she want a real one
So she fuck with a Jamaican
Done (Haha!)
Your body looking like a million dollar
The baddest bitch you ever seen
They wanna, wanna, be my baby mama
I fuck her like my enemy
Classic, Sinatra, bad, Phantom of the Opera
Shuffle the deck, I be the queen in the pack
Gotcha, Lady Patra
Classic, Sinatra, bad, Phantom of the Opera
Shuffle the deck, I be the queen in the pack
Gotcha, Lady Patra
| en |
4Wj4pUBLokpXwj4dEyRGED | Iggy Azalea | Change Your Life - Iggy Only Version | I'ma change your life, I'ma change it (yo)
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it (Hustle Gang homie)
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
(Real talk) I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it (no bullshit)
I'ma change your life, life
You used to dealing with basic bitches
Basic shit all the time
I'm a new classic, upgrade your status
From a standby to a frequent flyer
Hop out your past life and I'll renovate your future
Then I integrate my genius shit
We purchasin' not perusing
Yeah, I love your hustle, baby
Just lemme add a little bit of muscle, baby
Joint venture, we'll partner up until the shares are up
And I'll up your wages on a private island, Dolo (Dolo)
One across the Cono (cono)
Them broads before me was locals
Through customs accustom your wardrobe, damn
Stamped passports where they all pass ports
'Til the clocks fast-forward
There'll be dark blue shores, where they don't do chores
We just get chauffeured
Damn, this is the life
Exclusive shit with all access granted
In the country where the accents are grand
And they landin' on top of all the mansions
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'm back with who I started with
A cold ass conglomerate
From the cul-de-sacs, meet my parliament
And what we do is quite obvious
I told the team life will never be the same
We started the starvin', all the strugglin' in '08
Recorded in apartment closets tryna catch a break
And we couldn't afford a dream, so we was forced to stay awake
Lint up our pockets, just living off of that promise
I turned my thoughts to waves now I'm paid living off logics so
We spend our winters in the Summer of Australia
Eating crumpets with the sailors, on acres without the neighbours
We fast-forward four years more
We long way from piss poor
And all the shit that we endured
I told you what you was in for so
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
Once you go great, you never go good
You never go back, even if you could
I'll show you my way, I got that good-good
You never go back, even if you could
Have you ever wished your life would change? (Have you ever wished your life would change?)
Woke up, and you lived your dreams (woke up, and you lived your dreams)
Baby, I can help you make that change (baby, I can help you make that change)
I can show you how to do this thing
Have you ever wished your life would change yeah (have you ever wished your life would change?)
Woke up, and you lived your dreams, dreams (woke up, and you lived your dreams)
Baby, I can help you make that change (I'm the change, I'm the change)
I could show you, show you, show you
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life (okay)
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life, life
Once you go great, you never go good
You never go back, even if you could
I'll show you my way, I got that good-good
You never go back, even if you could
Once you go great, you never go good
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life (life)
I'll show you my way, I got that good-good
I'ma change your life, I'ma change it
I'ma change your life (life)
| en |
4SfW5b9J8dPVoNzAIBgAkv | Iggy Azalea | Black Widow - DJ Turkish Remix | I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me
And I'm gonna show ya
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me, honey
I'm gonna love ya, I'm gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby
It's just a cat and mouse game always starts the same
First we're both down to play then somehow you go astray
We went from nothing to something, liking to loving
It was us against the world and now we just
It's like I loved you so much and now I just hate you
Feeling stupid for all the time that I gave you
I wanted all or nothing for us ain't no place in between
Might, might be me believing what you say that you never mean
Like it'll last forever but now forever ain't as long
If it wasn't for you I wouldn't be stuck singing this song
You were different from my last but now you got it mirrored
And as it all plays out I see it couldn't be clearer
Now sing
You used to be thirsty for me
But now you wanna be set free
This is the web, web that you weave
So baby now rest in peace (It's all over with now)
I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me (Right)
And I'm gonna show ya (Show 'em what show 'em what)
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me, honey (it's all over with now)
I'm gonna love ya, I'm gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby
I'm gonna l-l-l-love you until it hurts
Just to get you I'm doing whatever works
You've never met nobody
That'll do you how I do ya
That will bring you to your knees
Praise Jesus hallelujah
I'm-a make you beg for it, plead for it
Till you feel like you breathe for it
Till you do any and everything for it
I want you to fiend for it
Wake up and dream for it
Till it's got you gasping for air
And you lean for it
'Till they have a CAT scan and check on your mind
And it's nothing but me, on it (on it, on it, on it)
Now it's me-time believe that
If it's yours when you want it
I wouldn't promise I need that
Till I'm everywhere that you be at
I can't fall back go quick
Cause this here a fatal attraction so I take it all or I don't want shit
You used to be thirsty for me (Right)
But now you wanna be set free
This is the web, web that you weave
So baby now rest in peace (It's all over with now)
I'm gonna love ya
Until you hate me
And I'm gonna show ya (Show 'em what show 'em what)
What's really crazy
You should've known better
Than to mess with me, honey
I'm gonna love ya, I'm gonna love ya
Gonna love ya, gonna love ya
Like a black widow, baby
| en |
58yxc3WT1J8wEhRcfc1nO2 | Iggy Azalea | Just Askin' | Wassup, in your world?
And are you still coolin' with that lame girl?
I ain't hatin', it don't matter though
I kept it cool, but you made me wanna slap a ho
I look good, what does she have?
I was down, no knee pads
Look, this kinda sound like a poem
If you relate then point 'em out if you know 'em
Hey, boy hush that, I remembered you were riding on your mustache
You was hanging so hard, you nearly lost that
Little trick you like to do, yeah I taught that
I got a brand new man and a brand new place
Glad you called, thought you coulda had that space
I'm alright, and imma play it cool
I can't cook, but I made a plate for you
You wanted something more, than what we had
What's up with her? She ain't all that
I'm not trippin' on what coulda been
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
Just askin'
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
I just happened
To run into you and I noticed your reaction
You couldn't say shit, I read your caption
She a one-hit wonder, and you missin' my classics
Damn that's tragic
I would hate to be you
To tell the truth, she could never be me
I got a new man, with a few new bands
Give me what I want, and he got that D
I got a brand new man and a brand new place
Glad you called, thought you coulda had that space
I'm alright, and imma play it cool
I can't cook, but I made a plate for you
You wanted something more, than what we had
What's up with her? She ain't all that
I'm not trippin' on what coulda been
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
Just askin'
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
*Sent Saturday at 11: 53 PM*
You know what, you are seriously such a fuckin' bitch ass, loser, motherfucker
You got over me? Yeah, you got the fuck over me
Cause you fuckin' another fuckin' bitch
*End of message*
*Next message*
I'm sorry that I'm crying right now
But I'm drunk, and -
*End of message*
*Next message*
This is bullshit, because you found
A new perfect girl for you
Wassup, in your world?
Wassup - wassup, in your world?
I got a brand new man and a brand new place
Glad you called, thought you coulda had that space
I'm alright, and imma play it cool
I can't cook, but I made a plate for you
You wanted something more, than what we had
What's up with her? She ain't all that
I'm not trippin' on what coulda been
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
Just askin'
I know it's kinda weird, I'm just askin'
| en |
7frsqkhXrbThqsAkTVJDqY | Yusuf Alev | Unholy | A lucky, lucky girl
She got married to a boy like you
She'd kick you out if she ever, ever knew
'Bout all the... you tell me that you do
Dirty, dirty boy
You know everyone is talking on the scene
I hear them whispering 'bout the places that you've been
And how you don't know how to keep your business clean
Mommy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doin' somethin' unholy
He's sat back while she's droppin' it, she be poppin' it
Yeah, she put it down slowly
Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh, he left his kids at
Ho-ee-oh-ee-ome, so he can get that
Mommy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doin' somethin' unholy
Mmm, daddy, daddy, if you want it, drop the add'y
Give me love, give me Fendi, my Balenciaga daddy
You gon' need to bag it up, 'cause I'm spending on Rodeo
You can watch me back it up, I'll be gone in the AM
And he, he get me Prada, get me Miu Miu like Rihanna
He always call me 'cause I never cause no drama
And when you want it, baby, I know I got you covered
And when you need it, baby, just jump under the covers
Mommy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doin' somethin' unholy
He's sat back while she's droppin' it, she be poppin' it
Yeah, she put it down slowly
Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh, he left his kids at
Ho-ee-oh-ee-ome, so he can get that
Mommy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doin' somethin' unholy
| en |
2Ti7rVy1v1MZbqqJ1KFtFq | Yusuf Alev | Falling | My last made me feel like I would never try again
But when I saw you, I feel something I never felt
Come closer, I'll give you all my love
If you treat me right, baby, I'll, I'll give you everything
My last made me feel like I would never try again
But when I saw you, I feel something I never felt
Come closer, I'll give you all my love
If you treat me right, baby, I'll, I'll give you everything
Talk to me, I need to hear you need me like I need you
Fall for me, I want to know you feel how I feel for you love
Before you baby, I was numb, drown the pain by pouring up
Speeding fast on the run, never want to get caught up
Now you would know that I'm calling
Don't think I never forget, don't think I'm just talking
I think I might go all in, no exceptions, girl, I need you
My last made me feel like I would never try again
But when I saw you, I feel something I never felt
Come closer, I'll give you all my love
If you treat me right, baby, I'll, I'll give you everything
| en |
6nHI2NtIgljeLnydpsBDkP | Yusuf Alev | If We Ever Meet Again | What's somebody like you, doing in a place like this?
Say, did you come alone or did you bring all your friends?
Say, whats your name, what you drinking
I think I know what you're thinking
Baby what's your sign, tell me yours I'll tell you mine
Say, whats somebody like you doing in a place like this
One, two, three, come one
I'll never be the same, if we ever meet again
Won't let you get away, said, if we ever meet again
This free fall's, got me so
Kiss me all night, don't ever let me go
I'll never be the same
If we ever meet again
Say if we ever meet again
Do you come here much? I swear I've seen your face before
Hope you don't see me blush, but I can't help but want you more, more
Baby tell me what's your story
I ain't shy, don't you worry
I'm flirting with my eyes, wanna leave with you tonight
So do you come here much, I gotta see your face some more, some more
Cause baby I
I'll never be the same, if we ever meet again
Won't let you get away, said, if we ever meet again
This free fall's, got me so
Kiss me all night, don't ever let me go
I'll never be the same
If we ever meet again
If we ever meet again
I'll have so much more to say (if we ever meet again)
If we ever meet again
I won't let you go away (said if we ever meet again)
If we ever meet again
I'll have so much more to say (say if we ever meet again)
I'll never be the same, if we ever meet again
Won't let you get away, said, if we ever meet again
This free fall's, got me so
Kiss me all night, don't ever let me go
I'll never be the same
If we ever meet again
I'll never be the same, if we ever meet again
Won't let you get away, said, if we ever meet again
This free fall's, got me so
Kiss me all night, don't ever let me go
I'll never be the same
If we ever meet again
| en |
5hIyyIKMtwbOVjuPcq5ejx | Yusuf Alev | How To Save A Life | Step one, you say we need to talk
He walks, you say sit down, it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left, and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong?
I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best
'Cause after all, you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And I pray to God he hears you
And where did I go wrong?
I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
| en |
6o5bXOAaufbxc3xVfYLjWb | Faruk Orman | Pompeii | I was lost to my own devices
Many days fell away
With nothing to show
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
In your pose as the dust
Settled around us
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
| en |
5OtNHOdnTdfMALthM3bJQN | Yusuf Alev | Save Your Tears | I saw you dancing in a crowded room
You look so happy when I'm not with you
But then you saw me, caught you by surprise
A single teardrop falling from your eye
You could've asked me why I broke your heart
You could've told me that you fell apart
But you walked past me like I wasn't there
And just pretended like you didn't care
I don't know why I run away
I'll make you cry when I run away
Take me back 'cause I wanna stay
Save your tears for another-
Save your tears for another day
I made you think that I would always stay
I said some things that I should never say
Yeah, I broke your heart like someone did to mine
And now you won't love me for a second time
I don't know why I run away
I make you cry when I run away
Take me back 'cause I wanna stay
Save your tears for another-
I realize that I'm much too late
And you deserve someone better
Save your tears for another day (oh, yeah)
Save your tears for another day
I don't know why I run away
I'll make you cry when I run away
Save your tears for another day (oh, yeah)
Save your tears for another day
Save your tears for another day (oh, yeah)
Save your tears for another day
| en |
2RcDEi5SHrjjO0TgNPMIdp | TW3LV | After Hours | You pull me right back
Why'd you pull me back to you
And I can't fight that
I already tried that move
When you're leaving the party, and you go home to nobody
You say 'I miss ya'
And when you're touching my body
I got no control you got me, around your finger
I Don't know why
It happens every time
I lose all my powers
After hours
Hypnotized
Something bout your eyes
I lose all my powers
After hours
There you go
3am
Then you callin' my phone
Cause you know bout me
I Cant say no
It's more than physical
I lose all my powers
After hours
I think it's time, I think it's time to face the truth
That ain't nobody gonna make me feel the way that you do
When you're leaving the party, and you go home to nobody
You say 'I miss ya'
And when you're touching my body
I got no control you got me, around your finger
I Don't know why
It happens every time
I lose all my powers
After hours
Hypnotized
Something bout your eyes
I lose all my powers
After hours
There you go
3am
Then you callin' my phone
Cause you know bout me
I Cant say no
It's more than physical
I lose all my powers
After hours
| en |
0UJA2GHTt3zxT9woRhGM9n | Yusuf Alev | Take My Breath | I saw the fire in your eyes
I saw the fire when I looked into your eyes
You tell me things you want to try
I know temptation is the devil in disguise
You risk it all to feel alive, oh, yeah
You're offering yourself to me like sacrifice
You said you do this all the time
Tell me you love me if I bring you to the light
It's like a dream, what she feels with me
She loves to be, on the edge
Her fantasy, is okay with me
Then suddenly, baby said
Take my breath, away
And make it last forever babe
Do it now or never babe
Take my breath, away
Nobody does it better, babe
Bring me close to
For me to hold on to you tight
You're coming closer, I feel the heat between your thighs (uh, say)
You're way too young and to end your life (uh)
Girl, I don't wanna be the one who pays the price
Oo, and it's like a dream, what she feels with me
She loves to be, on the edge
Her fantasy, is okay with me
Then suddenly, baby says
Take my breath, away
And make it last forever babe
Do it now or never babe
Take my breath, away
Nobody does it better, babe
Bring me close to heaven babe
Take my breath
| en |
3VKxyE7OxbxTcTfardM9pU | Armand Hammer | Landlines | This ain't about you
♪
Kids say I rap like good daddy
Sipping mead on a blue note
Sidewinder out the two-door
Extra crispy on my three-piece
Leave a message at the beep, beep
Box braid on my boy child
'90s day, we was crossed out
Fifth grade in my dad jeans
High fade on the flat top
It was nine-two, stacks greased
I played Game Boy in the backseat
Rather be codependent than co-defendants
If it's up to me, we'd mend the fences
Duffel bag hold my pension
Got it out the mud, but it's guerilla in my blood
I'm not for them trenches
High ground, keep 'em guessin'
One eyebrow at the very mention
Every answer I gave in the form of a question
Don't bark now, you knew it'd be 'spensive
Told you 'fore we started spendin', it'd be hell to pay at the endin'
Voice to text fuckin' up, still sent it, it captured the sentiment
Raging rivers reduced the sediment
Lawyers split they cases but niggas still got the same sentences
A snake of hash coiled into sess just to stretch it
Forbidden fruit plucked out God's stash, The Gardens in Lefferts
Don't play on my phone 'less you Badu
I wanna buy me a home and sit on the stoop
Smoke me a cone, night breeze catch the trees
Sippin' something smooth
Feeling some type of way, put my family under one roof
Only go inside once I hear 'em start to shoot
I been fallin' in, I been payin' out, I been needin' now
In the dark with it rainin' down
Man in hole, earth eating, don't look in the sky
It will just remind when you fell up out your big head
Popping bumps on your black neck
When your wish is vivid out of body
I wouldn't do this with just anybody
I'm not finished, I'm a menace to myself
I be bleeding through, I be needing now
I can't wait to show you out
I can't wait to show you out
I been falling in, I been paying out
I been needing now
I been falling in, I been paying out
I been needing now
I been falling in, I been paying out
I been needing now
♪
You heard me?
Life
Yeah
Life is-, life is just
♪
Life is basically tomorrow's breakfast
If a lion wakes up in the morning he knows to hunt a gazelle
But I'm-, but I'm okay
| en |
1Nz8zTmvOpaAuFoq7cOU4i | Armand Hammer | When It Doesn't Start With A Kiss | Dive in
♪
(Uh) how does it feel?
Uh, how does it feel?
Uh, how does it feel?
Uh, how does it feel?
How does it-
Groove me, on the one, fuck a two, three
Once upon a blue dream, been in cream and linen
Watching blood on the moon drip
Drag bones to the boom-bip
New light, exploded back from the womb pit
New myths, new names, I'ma scream my way out
I'm all the way in
(How does it feel? How does it feel?)
Takin' pause, if you can lose, you can find it
(How does it feel? How does it feel?)
Tell me what it said, no detail could seal
It's all in the feel
Naming names, even when it hurts
Purpose of the pain, back in places, cycles, residual loops
Skin of tooth been pressed for a few
We the only blacks in the rock climb
There's no comfort, in fact sometimes
Speak it out my mouth with the tooth knocked out
When the gold got shaped
When the oracle first said, "Temple jewels"
They said I had to hold my head
They said I had to hold my head
I felt more like myself
I felt more like myself
I felt more like myself
How does it feel?
Uh, how does it feel?
Uh, how does it feel?
Uh, how does it feel?
Uh, uh, how does it- (feel?)
♪
SpongeBob to Poseidon, I got the operation in Titan
Supersedin' indictment in place on Dyckman, my high heightened
A piece of the sky priceless, but you know me
I toss it in the recycling
Lost that university stipend, tossed ricing in USPS for the excitements
Tossed and turned all night, I was frightened
The sun came like a jailer jangling keys
Jaunty, Black zombie, cheekbones Ashanti
Gold coast when I tap in, it's a palm tree
Your catalog black Abercrombie
My crypt a multilayered pyramid, Ponzi
Scissoring Seth is engraved in the concrete
Triggerin' hoteps, I'm sniggerin' with the aunties
True story, I forgot four zips in the laundry
I was sweatin', fearful
Went back the next day, she calmly gave me the laundry
Leaned in and said, "Papi, be careful"
They lied when they said it wasn't enough
They lied when they said it wasn't enough
Meet me in the float tank, I got boomers in my system
View the mood, cricket lullaby
Feelin' sick and vicious in a silent west
Name your ops without saying the system, specificity matters
Numbers snitchin', who might die today? I don't know
A world they didn't save was in its final day
Sit black and humble, when didn't niggas wanna fly away?
Entire empire required the fire rain
Eyes covered their bodies right where I came
My seed present and accounted for
My old earth deserves celebration
I mean, I mean, amen (amen)
(Amen, amen, amen, amen...)
| en |
763IJTeglBtae0KprFnzPG | Armand Hammer | I Keep A Mirror In My Pocket | It came flooding back to me like a call to repent
I once copped from woods, ain't been the same since
The Thebes librarian, features Ramsian
Resurrect the laws, we the old gods, Hu-man museum
The confused read him like they Kanye tweets in verse form
How can that be when there's lamb's blood on the door of my firstborn
Children of the corn, it's run of the mill, see
Villagers that swarm like live in the same building, the wonder years
They beat him 'til his Jesus piece cried thug bloody tears
They want muzzles where sleepy dogs die in puddles there
They say my writing warped, carpel tunnel
"Yeah, yeah, continue, oh, great niggerologist"
Solemn was the tone
I yell in speaker phones while I'm walking brisk, dialed up
That's eight-seven on my handheld obelisk
Got Uber dreams, bounce back like the street did a collar flip
The strain name "Reparations" in my crypto wallet, minted
Mirror, mirror, get out my face, ass nigga
Carry your piece 'cause I don't know my place, ass nigga
Eye on these pigs, empty advice is hollow tips
You ask me, "Why", I'm like, "The better to see you with"
Mirror, mirror, get out my face, ass nigga
Carry the piece 'cause I don't know my place, ass nigga
Eye on these pigs, empty advice is hollow tips
You ask me, "Why", I'm like, "The better to see you with"
Don't invite me to your house
Ask me to remove my shoes, and your floors ain't clean (c'mon man)
Ain't clean
Don't invite me to your house
Ask me to remove my shoes, and your floors ain't clean
Think about that, think about this
Niggas ate all the greens on new year's and was still broke
I ain't had a Afro since the eighth grade
Gospel rap weed pack, broke it on the hard drive
Sun-ward facing Mecca, I forget the temple number
Creeping on the come up
I like Forrest Whitaker, triple X my signature
I might not see them devils coming, but I damn sure remember 'em
Catch you on a off-day, slack-jawed and cross-eyed
World-wide psyop, what's life without wartime?
Always and forever, straight razor, edge up
Grace before I taste, who you telling?
I've been floating in an underground garage, happy birthday
Please no chocolate ganache on the damn cake
Pride kills but what kind is man-made, tad bit
Mirror, mirror, get out my face, ass nigga
Carry the piece 'cause I don't know my place, ass nigga
Eye on these pigs, empty advice is hollow tips
You ask me, "Why", I'm like, "The better to see you with"
Mirror, mirror, get out my face, ass nigga
Carry the piece 'cause I don't know my place, ass nigga
Eye on these pigs, empty advice is hollow tips
You ask me, "Why", I'm like, "The better to see you with"
You don't gotta love me, just pay me that
Or we do the hully-gully, we was never buddies
Blue points, chuck luggage
But don't touch with your mitts all grubby
Juke joint with my boots all muddy
Hugged up on the hooker like rugby
I love her, we never talk about money (never)
We never had nothing
I love her 'cause she funny
Gunny sacks of sunshine
Fat dimes, I know why everybody loved me
PhD, you know moms ain't raised no dummy
So many double negatives, I know she's sick to her stomach
If you know me, you know to leave the engine running
If you know me, you know I never let it go, and I ain't going for nothin'
Don't try and play big bro, go ahead 'fore you get headbutted
♪
"A lot of y'all just standing there, looking at my little black ass
Y'all better get fucking lit, this is my favorite song to play
Get with it or get fucking lost (come on, man)
Y'all flew me out here, don't-, don't act brand-new now
| en |
2GDI25U6bc85FfbdwU8mTx | Armand Hammer | Don't Lose Your Job | They say the price of gas, right?
It is high
It is high
Break up weed on one phone
FaceTime on the other
Break up with me, I'm a G
I stay friends with your mother
My old friend still got a bum knee
'Cause the '03 Eagle's didn't cover
'93 'til I get me that Infiniti J30
90s vision board was uncluttered
Sticky clutch like a mugger
The car leap up out the cut, doing numbers
Walk-ups like a food truck
Spot empty, but lightly touched the door to the oven
Bruh, I'm always cooking something
Could only come on her stomach, stubborn
Bomb vest but nothing happened
When I prеssed the button
Could hear distant birds and fallеn leaves
You couldn't tell me nothing
I jumped back up at nine to five
No talk, playing with the apron
When I'm fucking on the job
I need a raise
I never wanna be the reason anybody missed they flight
Don't lose your job, it's one way
I'm not to be fucked with
Top 5, I can only complicate the subject
I can't change, fly away
You gotta have substance
A fudge up and the party went up in flames
I was posted, looking liable for the destruction
Smoking, getting high
No games, I need all my money when it's time
I need mine, how I was raised
Four quarters don't change
But a small price for that brain
Maintain
Wings ain't the only thing sauced
Only give my heart the numbers to the vault
Manifest the change cause I never changed up
Just say the light, I done seen the light
Always stayed up, always played my part
Always looking out smoke shimmy ya
Today a good day
Dozen goals at the cookout, that's a Sunday
Faded behind the wheel, off the runway
Can't play a checker with a chess team
Check, buddy, skrr
Change
Pay your little 25 dollars and shut the fuck up
It's as stupid as it sounds
Living will between the bills
'Cause politic starts at home
To my seeds born God
Your mommy tells the truth
What doesn't kill you makes you blacker
What doesn't kill you
I feel like I'ma buy life insurance and just (die)
Like, fuck, I don't wanna see the kingdom
Living will between the bills
What instrumental y'all gonna play at my funeral?
♪
You, me, our home
Our body, our breath (our breath)
I am the uncollapsed (see, I, is)
Information escaping the continuation
A better understanding of gravity
See, I, is, gravity (see, I, is)
I, is the uncollapsing
Already on my way
Light residue
Scattered spirits
I am the unbothered
Curve a known particle (curve a known particle)
You, me, our home
Our body, our breath (our breath)
| en |
4u7SMeOD8lWVdmTxOsK93W | Armand Hammer | The Key Is Under The Mat | Everything that matters is finite
Hindsight before it happens
We was sitting on dynamite blasting caps
Every conversation came with closed captions
If it's a question, go ahead and ask it
Possession 9∕10 but obsessing over missing fractions
Princess and the Pea but it's a Glock 9 under the mattress
Valley of Death in the shadow of those lashes
Passionate siren song
I shoulda been lashed to the mast
We locked in, flashing knife
Fashioned from anything we could find
Double stab it, all the poured out was sadness
Climb the mountain togеther, but the descеnt riddled with crevasses
Gaseous planets, ice giants, demons lurk
Our demons search every night but some nights they can't find us and it's like it was at first
Flying with no pilots
Barrel rolls in the sky, diving hand in hand, back to earth
Free as a bird
The key is under the mat
Maggie and Hopey, Love & Rockets
That security deposit ain't comin back
Excavated artifacts in the hall closet, boxed and stacked
Stretched, weighed, measured, packed
The key is under the mat
Maggie and Hopey, Love & Rockets
That security deposit ain't comin back
Excavated artifacts in the hall closet, boxed and stacked
♪
Yo
Whispers
Bedtime story, lullaby, lingerin' kisses
Put that baby bitch to bed
You fuckin' with my head
I can't feel my legs
Who gon' whip my face?
See me when I say
Clear as eye
Flyin through the red
I'm obsessed
Fed til nothing's left, and feeding on myself
Who the fuck is this?
I've been shifting, I've been paying hard
Been in a hole at the bottom
I believe in transformation
Knew where I wanna go
I got four souls on my neck
Source code hacker proof
All jokers in the deck
I didn't ask for macaroons on the rider
Salt and air, we can feast by the fire
Pretty clouds, pretty stormy in the center
Snatching embers to hold in my pocket
Soot in my fingers
You can't stop the profit
A stranger at home
You don't know my name
The key is under the mat
Maggie and Hopey, Love & Rockets
That security deposit ain't comin back
Excavated artifacts in the hall closet, boxed and stacked
The key is under the mat
Maggie and Hopey, Love & Rockets
That security deposit ain't comin back
Excavated artifacts in the hall closet, boxed and stacked
| en |
0TFzKqmZl7HjklWP0KWqXt | billy woods | Soft Landing | Excuse me, uh, on those drinks?
It's 2:1:1 on the daiquiris
It ruins the whole day when my baby mother mad at me
Spliff could prolly jump your car battery
Birds-of-paradise in the menagerie
A single death is a tragedy, but eggs make omelets
Statistics how he look at war casualties
Killin' is one thing, what sticks is how casually
Nonchalant, 5 in the morning, what I grew up on
God bless this sweet home, my beloved heart
124 bluestone crouched on thin haunch
While I get dome from the living
Conch fritters crispin' in the kitchen
Grew gaunt in prison
My own warden, celly, and superintendent
Flaunt flagrant disassociation
Dissonant cadence
Free political dissidents from they cages
But leave 'em open
We got lists of names, pages and pages
Wouldn't want to waste the space the previous regime gave us
This message is to inform you your service will be suspended
For non-payment
Midnight ravens
Head in the loud clouds, both feet on the fuckin' pavement
Birds flyin' high, you know how I feel
Sun in the sky, you know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on, you know how I feel
Birds flyin' high, you know how I feel
Sun in the sky, you know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on, you know how I feel
My daily routine narrated by an Attenborough
Over the instrumental to "Keep It Thoro"
My chain banged glass ceilings, Joe Burrow
When the contract came, white man read while I sit, brow furrowed
Rappers leant out
2nd Amendment with the beam
It worked for William Burroughs
It could be nuclear winter with an earthquake
The worst people'll wiggle out the rubble
Maybe "Suicidal Thoughts" was the "Everyday Struggle"
For a brief, sweet, moment it was nothing in the thought bubble
From up here the lakes is puddles
The land unfold brown and green, it's a quiet puzzle
Before we take off, I call mom and say, "I love you"
Complimentary beverages
When we land, I text my ex and say-
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Amsterdam where the local time is 6:30
Please remain seated with your seatbelts fastened until the signs have been switched off
Any devices for messaging, calls, or internet access must remain switched off until-
Birds flyin' high, you know how I feel
Sun in the sky, you know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on, you know how I feel
Birds flyin' high, you know how I feel
Sun in the sky, you know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on, you know how I feel
-smoking area
We hope you enjoyed your flight today and we thank you for choosing easyJet
On behalf of the captain-
| en |
2l4VRzLQkfjdo4CGL9sh2V | billy woods | Soundcheck | I will not be at soundcheck
I will not be in the green room if it's too lit
Could be at the local greasy spoon or Szechuan establishment
Courtyard by Marriott bathroom, blowing marijuana through the vents
Shower on, weed sauna
I will not be at soundcheck, but I might check in to keep 'em honest
I reserve the right (I might)
Is it rap beef or is it on sight?
Talking out they teeth, don't even know what I look like
I think I'ma be aight
I'ma do the damn thing tonight
Please be advised, I will not be at soundcheck, not on your life
Just cut the mic on and kill the lights
Nikon flash, my face is the mask
Develop the photograph but somеthing just wasn't quite (That's weird, can't see it)
I will not be at soundchеck
Might watch the sunset over your city from a parapet or a park bench
Headlamps splash squatter tents on my way to the venue, they wave me in
I'm from where bottles got smashed over ya head in the spot, I'm tense
I'm smiling like I'm not, I'm surfing through the set
After curtains, I sit for a while before I go get the check
♪
Every victory pyrrhic, every, every live show forget the lyric
Every victory pyrrhic, every live show forget the lyric
Every victory pyrrhic, every, every live show forget the lyric
Every victory pyrrhic, every, every, every, every, every live show we forget the lyric
I will not be at soundcheck, buddy I'm hemping
Me and the crew in this five-seater we renting
Make sure the mic's right like Phil Jackson in '96
Show up for doors, grab a couple Coors, then might dip
I know a couple plugs in this town I get right with
Go shopping when the plane land, I might catch tonight's fit
See every time I rhyme, it's something timeless and priceless
Shit, for soundcheck, the engineer should cop a full price ticket
My DJ scratch the records like lice in it
We seasoned vets, I'm in the telly, sock with hot rice in it
Lauryn Hill, fuck your curfew, come and chill
Jay Elec talk a whole set and kill it still
This a meal ticket, stop tripping like you paying mills
And if I do check it, just know you're witnessing the real
Then after my set, you might as well go 'head shut it down
'Cause ain't nobody else gon' burn it down like I burn it down
You know
You already know, they already know
Every victory pyrrhic, every live show forget the lyric
Every victory pyrrhic, every, every live show forget the lyric
Every victory pyrrhic, every, every, every, every, every live show we forget the lyric
| en |
0b2b3WzP0QxuA0R7mKg9CL | billy woods | FaceTime | Ready to die, it's no Biggie
No surprise, no pity
Lived a couple lives go ahead and slide, hope I take a couple with me
Made a couple dollars it got tricky quickly
What'chu expect?
Play stupid games you flyin' easy jet
Bratislava, Utrecht
Something felt off before I even left
So when I saw the missed calls, I knew what was next
Didn't have to open the text
Stupid prizes, couple's therapy on Zoom
It's a train wreck
My evil eye ward off hex though
FaceTime declined, I'm trying to live in the moment like death row
The sunset in the desert, red glow, redness in the west
I sip Mexico's best slow, Mezcal Negroni
Sittin' atop the corral smokin', watching unbroken wild ponies
Run wild at sundown
Only the lonely big tree like a sundial
♪
Continental breakfast, stick and weave, tuck and roll
I can't take you with me, but I be on your phone
You can take it out anytime you wanna know where I've been goin'
Nothin' out in Texas feels like weeks on the road
Pissin' Mississippi, stopped in New Mexico
I ain't seen my folks
And strangely I feel right at home on my own
Three hobos, one clarinet
Black rainbows, the night wept
The room smelled like Marrakesh
Dubstep drift in the window, I sit at the desk
It's a party outside, some half, some overdressed
They was goin' off during Playboi Carti set
Now they in the halls partyin'
Checkin' they phones, bass shake the walls
I'm smokin' alone in a cardigan
Thinkin' of home
The cannabis single origin waffle cone
Went back down to the bar again wig blown
Afterparty packed like Parliament
Asscheeks and cheekbones, lips slightly parted
Butter wouldn't melt, I gave em' margarine
I'm lookin' like the help or someone who just wandered in
The vibe is animal pelts
Chunky rings, clunky shoes, lots of ink
Dudes who order everybody's drink
Really I'm just waiting for my phone to ping
I'm thinkin' 'bout you when I'm supposed to be thinkin' 'bout other things
I don't go to sleep, I tread water 'til I sink
Continental breakfast, stick and weave, tuck and roll
I can't take you with me, but I be on your phone
You can take it out anytime you wanna know where I've been goin'
Nothin' out in Texas feels like weeks from the road
Pissin' Mississippi, stopped in New Mexico
I ain't seen my folks
And strangely I feel right at home on my own
On my own
On my own
On my own
| en |
4tgTrW6CdlYczNLuYj8Qq1 | billy woods | Houdini | We're gonna need more weed
I can tell you that
Day off, big vibes
Big ideas, still have to kick the tires
The kick was wide, time expired
I fell out, wasn't even tired
That's why I don't even really mess with OG, but this one taste like fresh papaya
Since the spot got a grill, you know I'm working the fire
If it's cool in the shade, I'ma chill
If it's cool with you, I'ma hit my supplier
If it's any beef, today a good day for a cease fire
Or if not, creep, shoot to kill, hit or miss
Get a good night's sleep 'cause now it's gon' be on for real
I'm at a Costco in the Midwest with a pocket full of small bills
Folded like tacos, borracho
El Chapo when it's time to head for the hills
Gazpacho on the veranda, trust me I know it's hot in the fields
Jimmy Wopo draped over his steering wheel
I was high all day, I escaped
I was high all day, I escaped
I was high all day, I escaped
I was high all day
The nose is Pine-Sol and turpentine
But the taste remind me of Jamaican oranges that look like limes
Pit stop turned into the whole night
Honestly, we wasn't looking at the time
Where I'm from, you don't see fireflies
Smell burning in the air, wildfires backlighting the sky
Used to be you could have your opinion and I could have mine
I'm arguing for a new paradigm
Just say he's the best, here's where you sign
A lot of people gon' be upset, but in the end, it'll be fine
The earth is a sphere (you don't have to believe it)
I do work
The cats working with mirrors, I disappear
I was never there (officer)
Walked into the forest filled with fear
Couldn't see it coming, but I could hear something lumbering near
Woke up sudden in armchair
Cousin like, "Yo, you good to drive?"
Nigga, I'm the tip of the spear
I was high all day, I escaped
I was high all day, I escaped
I was high all day, I escaped
I was high all day
| en |
42A6ygxkrpQXLwXfJGLAOO | Armand Hammer | Woke Up and Asked Siri How I'm Gonna Die | Because I like JPEGs, uh
For the resolution, the color, the size of them
Everything about JPEGs I like
♪
Siri
♪
(One Trillion raised to the tenth power is 1000-)
♪
Woke up and asked Siri how I'm gonna die, she replied
She replied
Woke up and asked Siri how I'm gonna die, she replied
She replied, she replied
I ain't seen the bottom yet, I ain't seen the bottom yet
Drag the whip on her collared neck
Euphoria, boomerang side effect
I be lying like I'm just a man
I be lying like I'm just a man
I ain't know I be meaning it
Pouring thick, I'm a sticky bun
Planted in when I should've ran
I was filled from an empty pot
Magdalene miracles
I'm just a image, a fetish, I fantasize
I be a fool for me first
Keep it close, it be cheaper
The first lie, the warmest, my pistol smokin' (smokin', smokin'...)
♪
Mumbled through the brain fog
Tinnitus like a chainsaw
Cookies crumble, I know that's what you came for
Fake humble with a head full of case law
Marbled steak, put it back in the case so it can age more
Patient carnivore
Ate 'til my jaw ached, wait for her to say I can have it raw
Wild dogs, fresh wounds and old scars
Wild cards pulled out the deck as if the game weren't already hard
Wild thick, quit therapy, she's fixed
Healing factor with the claws
Weapon X décolletage
You haven't lived til' you're pulled over in your baby mother's car with a grip
(Siri)
I came, I saw, flipped a couple mitts and dipped like W.D. Fard
Left a tip in the room with the key cards
Life's a trip, if you live long enough you gon' see it all
Life's a blip, I flew in under the radar
Beat up spaceships, sliding under the light of a dead star
Still made my shift, appropriately lit for the graveyard
| en |
14d6huakOCgl85jSRXZqj9 | Armand Hammer | The Flexible Unreliability Of Time & Memory | I wore the same thing yesterday, all white, more dingy
Head full of lightning, a signal in the noise
Fake trees in the Apple Store
A double portion of protection for me and my niggas
I'm tryna only say what's necessary
Should I play it again? But no, we asked already
Many multiplicities living every mystery
I'ma come if you send for me
Under the moon in a place to bury
Sweating through silk, feeling small
It's but a moment, but I owed me more
Not like they said it in that OC song
When can a nigga really run to?
Far and wide, at the same center still
I feel a way about proving my identity to robots
You niggas smoke computers, I only have one job
Oh, you still do that? Oh, you still unsigned?
You don't work, you don't eat
I'm the one, right?
I was in my white tee too, my dunks second-hand
Blackout summer, the dutch was never dead
I would run it back again, I would run it back again
(I would run it back again)
Certainty is a circle, I don't believe you
Certainty is a circle, I don't believe you
Certainty is a circle, I don't believe you
Certainty is a circle, I don't believe you
It's a circle, I don't believe you
It's a circle, I don't believe you
Certainty is a circle
♪
I read the paper even though they told me not to
I get the paper, don't need no how-to
Doubt you, but I been wrong before
House shoes on tatami floors
A house divided, pick sides for the civil war
Like pickup ballhalf-court, four on four
Speak to me like it's a court of law
Strike it from the record if it's not something you did or saw (I wasn't there, dawg)
My records spin like a band saw
My record speak for itself, don't try to add-on
I suggest you leave the police sketch half-drawn
Like you realized they describing Allah
The choice was Kevin Samuels or Dr. Umar
Gentlemen, the choice is yours
But I assure you Jimmy Baldwin not coming through that door (sorry)
Choose the ball or the sword
Liquid pour, my cup runneth over, I still feel poor
I put money in the floor (money in the floor)
I put money in the wall (money in the wall)
I put money towards getting the door reinforced
I slept on the floor, thin blankets, coarse
Self-pity always stows away inside remorse
Gun butt the teeth out of every gift horse (gift horse)
♪
Certainty
♪
Hey, uh, I just woke up
Can I call you back later?"
| en |
0OAWwXN72mqpT12LDfQcAK | Armand Hammer | The Gods Must Be Crazy | Zimbabwe, Rhodesia
Drive in movie theatre
Toyota Cressida, heavy metal speaker
Don't kill the messenger
Henry Kissinger, my album's only feature
Xeroxed visas, a world passport
Home where the hatred is, no mystery God
All data lost, spirit roaming
Beast versus harlot at the garden
Sucking tongue under starlight
My six-headed bride, black on both sides
Purged before birth, numb before thirst
The happiest Africans
How I started my verse for Live Aid (85)
Rehearsed for "We Are The World"
And got cut for Chris Hayes (super high)
Had Belafonte coughing off that uptown church, that Bouday (wide-eyed)
I went to the edge of earth, sun-burnt, black as Pompeii
White women with pepper spray in they purse
Interpolating Beyoncé (illegal formations)
Your money's no good here
♪
No good
♪
On face or name, logged away
I might remember, I might ask again
I be everywhere
What blessings is, what curses come
Air feels thick
The end is a six letter story
Green eyes, I'ma see you next lifetime
Something on the stove if you hungry
I think I might've left in my right mind
Why I still gotta dress for a thought crime?
Camouflage vest, don't you cross ties
Thinking that you will, but you won't, but you won't, oh
Poking out my third and my fourth eye
I was born on the fifth day, my drink cold and my fish fried
Spin out in every which way
I been through, I been inside
The rock pays in scale diagrams
Coke out the sky, rocks big as your hand
A Gulfstream five that don't ever land
CIA scams, revolutionary plans
Overlapping Venn diagrams, overlapping
The hammer fell out your man's waistband grappling
Anything can happen if you tryna make it happen
Get head (head) tapped (tapped) tryna get it cracking
Mind cracked open, seeing all the patterns
Was a time would've been oracles and seers
Now madmen squatting in caves
Trains crashing through caverns
Stick figures hunting mammoth
Crude language, dick suck glyphs on tablets
Bushmen watch the world come off balance
The sky tumble
Hunter-gatherers, watching black giants walk out the jungle
Alien in spaceships
Low clouds sit, heavy with lightning
Men pregnant with death, frightened at the quickening
It totters on unsteady legs, boy, you invited to the christening
Your money's no good here
♪
No good
♪
Declined
| en |
3k6CCy7PmNwUwdZ4LZr0dQ | Armand Hammer | Supermooned | What's wrong with me doesn't matter
But you can't do anything about it (about it)
What's wrong with me doesn't matter
You can't do anything about it (about it)
Out here in the pixels
Is it okay or is it over?
Is it okay, is it over?
Is it okay, is it over?
Is it okay, is it over?
♪
Christmas day
George Washington's heart a frozen river, boy
Ops in the backwoods, slave teeth in the mouth when he say nigga (nigga)
Crescent silver hang over black dunes, jiggers of bitters and over poof
Black barrister, powdered wigs, cheeks rouged
Everyone stood when the head nigga came in the room (you know what it is)
Your concurrence in the above is assumed
She doesn't wanna be in love but pulled me deeper like a supermoon (supermoon)
In the dark, couldn't see her features, her face betrayed nothing
Loyal to the end
Both of us light sleepers listening to the other's breath
Until we went again (again)
♪
If you're gonna cry, cry in the shower and tell them who sent you
Unexpectedly started crying to the instrumental
A stack of African presidents to represent you
The walls of my residence a-looping colored pencil
Fireplace glow, a shadow on the wall, a reticent stencil
From other worlds they came, to other worlds they returned
I stayed here through it all to watch the fire burn
She slipped away in the garden maze amidst the twists and turns
She called for me with a laugh, from where I couldn't discern
She called with a laugh
Principalities
Powers of another
I can't been seen
They can't find me
I'm an evacuee
Principalities
Powers of another
I can't been seen
They can't find me
I'm an evacuee
Evacuee
| en |
5YK2n3PsIatHdCWNi8m9CC | billy woods | Rapper Weed | 72 degrees and sunny
The strain's name was just a string of numbers, blockchain
Throw it on the pile with the others, blue flame like the oven
Weed lube, weed butter
Don't get 'em confused, whatever you do
I wasn't rude, but green eggs and ham, I had to refuse
Scrawl doodles while the beat loop, slurp noodles outta clear soup
Delivery fee is oof
My guy, I won't lie, them shits' through the roof
Aromatherapy in the stu' with lavender diffused in the booth
Tupac with the prеssed juice and therapy Tuеsdays at 2
It's a lotta shit negroes shoulda did
Not saying I do
I don't like shit, stay inside the crib, smoke an oop
Nike store on Fairfax don't even sell shoes
Made hash when the Gorilla Glue didn't move
Celebrity pre-rolls in a monogrammed tube
Corked, crushed velvet in the box, embossed
Had to find tweezers and a corkscrew
After all that, of course the shit garbage
Of course
Colorful packaging, pack 'em in
Fly like gold on Africans
Cover my tracks with backronyms
If the track slaps, in the back, you can almost hear the black cackling
When it's my time, no need to pass the hat
Just throw me in when the fire good and crackling
♪
Colorful packaging, pack 'em in
Fly like gold on Africans
Cover my tracks with backronyms
If the track slaps, in the back, you can almost hear the black cackling
When it's my time, no need to pass the hat
Just throw me in when the fire good and crackling
♪
Whole entourage on the couch, buried in their phones
He said it's six Gs a ounce, I played it off
Waited the appropriate amount of time to bounce
The burgers was In-N-Out
Sheep herder prophecy spilling out my mouth
Bagged seeds in the pouch
Rappers bloated with gout
Sores weeping, doubled over
Chest heaving from chasing clout
Still super chiefing, but it's hard to trust
Like your money in a grow house that always barely breaks even
♪
Colorful packaging, pack 'em in
Fly like gold on Africans
Cover my tracks with backronyms
If the track slaps, in the back, you can almost hear the black cackling
When it's my time, no need to pass the hat
Just throw me in when the fire good and crackling
Colorful packaging, pack 'em in
Fly like gold on Africans
Cover my tracks with backronyms
If the track slaps, in the back, you can almost hear the black cackling
When it's my time, no need to pass the hat
Just toss me in when the fire good and crackling
| en |
58M6pcbbzXrnY0kAoBOTSH | billy woods | Bad Dreams Are Only Dreams | Jet-lag, I can't quite grab the new me
Old self dozing in an aisle seat
Emirates, where I left him, daydreams treacherous ephemera
Brain exposed to the elements
Lift my skull top off delicate
Bone china chafing dish
Absent minded break time like bricks, thoughts is cinder blocks
Alarm clocks break spells
Crashed out, search for my own black box in the hills
Scorched earth scoured like cook pots, mangled wheels, strewn debris
Hours in a wristwatch bust down, dancing in the piece
Private dancers dance for me
King's ransoms, it ain't no rides that's free
Half 'sleep with the halo, dead on my feet
| en |
6AwXhbNQHGW5Tn2dixtkmp | billy woods | Babylon By Bus | Babylon by bus, no tagalongs
Just a marathon, tryna run it up
Lake Michigan, a frozen pond
Black swan with the bubble butt
Opera glasses clutched front my ugly mug
I administer the food and drugs
Monsoon love, oxytocin flood
Red mud ran out the hills like blood
Glistening water bug on clean counter
Plague mask gave the place a curse and glower
He ran away, I gave chase, but gave up and sat on his gate for hours
Pissing in a bottle
Lampposts adorned with the missing
Listen, I'm not swimming in tomorrows
Parachute twisted and snarled
Just glad I kissed him, I knew the time was borrowed
Hey yo
Stiff swig of Blanton's to celebrate the new wave
Hope our host ain't got himself a 12 gauge
Not a Carter Lu gang, playing devil's advocate, now who's game
Handsome with my b-boy, Trugoy and a DJ
Cold open, slow to focus, cameras pan to a freeway
The ransom was a decoy, we p-noid the heat wave
Red herring's nest in the Bible Belt
Cashier with a carbine, never can be too safe these days
Before Nowitzki's blonde phase, mic hand caught a callus
Dallas overseas kick when Detlef was a Maverick
Mouth dry on that south by road to Damascus
Better call Saul a cab, it's getting bad with traffic
Bumper, bumper nightrider, wish we had an Airwolf
Dickhead logic somehow hacked into our Bluetooth
Move quick, bad news, crew thick
Constellation funk, bad moon as viewed through the roof tint
Caught 'em lacking on 9-11
I lied down like V.I. Lenin
People don't want the truth, they want me to tell 'em grandma went to heaven
Rifle on the wall is an icebreaker
All the world's a stage, she came to me in full makeup
Anyone wanna be in my life gotta sign several waivers
Wires out the taser, suspicious fire in the galley of the freighter
What I do can't be copied
I take care of these words Munchhausen by proxy
Somehow beat the tox screen
God save the Queen, but that train doesn't stop here anymore
| en |
3tTN7GhqxOZrjqJ6iMyNad | billy woods | Agriculture | Lit the lamp bulb before the sunrise
Before sparrow cry from thistle
The kettle boil before it whistle
The sky bleed purple
The night fight before it die
Squatting in the soil with a fistful
But my hands been dirty since before I could grasp time
Before we had new names
Before we was new in our own eyes
Grew crooked under gargoyle glares
Two trains
Tooken off on cops before they took aim
Same greens cooking with a hock
I grew them in the shade
Used to plot on the come-up, plot on my brothers
Now I get the tomatoes cropping sideways
Stooped in the coop, gathering eggs
Traded some to the neighbor for fresh bread
I say I'm at peace, but it's still that same dread
It's a funny feeling like knowing your enemies is in the feds
It's hard to live when before you was dead
Cup bitter at the bottom, I had to learn to toss the dregs
It's land on either side of the car
It's places no one knows who you are
It's faces we never wore
People we couldn't be before
It's still things we never saw
But I don't wanna see more
I let the dog out the screen door
| en |
6hHM5jqLAPmpAlEjCR8olN | Armand Hammer | Trauma Mic | Attention, attention
Calling all motherfuckers who don't keep they word
Word, yeah
Say that, say that
♪
Metal is my weapon
Credit all my blessings, yeah, yeah
I don't debate, make exceptions
So if you say, "Is this better?"
Put your chest on it, say that
Play back, say that
I ain't heard a word you said
All they say like debris in the lake, s'gone, s'gone!
Dead pan in the crisper, dead rapper, no pin dropped
Day tripper, dead planet, no state, no worth
Fuck you know? What the fuck you know?
Neo-folk, trauma mic, echo chamber, deep fake
Fake deep, talking wound, say it to my face, nigga
It only matters when I'm needed, nothing else
Your magic grows weak with every lie you tell yourself
No slave, no world, no slave, no world
Who needs to think when your feet just go?
Who needs to think when your mouth just run?
I am the mud
Waiting for the flood that they said would never come
Highwater pants on the shoulders of my elders
I be knowin' better, but ain't done it yet
Some don't know no better and they won't
There's no healing in the light, White Jesus got jokes
Call me if you're close
All against all
My brother in Christ, there's no I in team
Never wore a fitted in my life, big head bustin' out the seams
Pressure bust pipes, lose your mind gettin' out our dreams
Brothers tryna rhyme
Told 'em it's a hundred niggas doing that right up the street
Hate to say it, love to see it (love to see it)
Brother dropped a project every month
Got the nerve to ask if I peeped it (You can't make this shit up, man)
Let me tell you a secret
Them niggas ain't dyin' for you
It's the other way around if you actually read it
Storefront preacher, bring 'em in out the cold
Hot lunch, folded chairs, couple space heaters
Any one of you bums could be Jesus
Fingers numb, tryna work the light
That white like Mother Theresa
Hype when I first laid eyes on Bathsheba
Bust down, middle part, big laugh, she still called grass 'cheeba'
Missionary 'cause I know God see us
| en |
01C9ghpScEPaZG5B48aeaa | Armand Hammer | Niggardly (Blocked Call) | Whatever happened to not caring?
Just not caring
30 missed calls
60-minute sprawl
Line stepper holding long shadow
Duck and parry
Shouldn't be this hard
We're not splitting atoms
String sounds can make people turn another way, today
Laid a feather on a scale and ripped my heart out
Weigh it up
LED numeric trigger, sucking air out of my lungs quicker
Blocked call, voicemail still hit ya
Like building walls
And throwing dead pigeons over
I need a bigger ladder and a blowgun for the floaters
On Tuesday at wobbly, Carson
Village vanguard, Monday
From Tuesday, Sonny Rollins
Admittedly niggardly
I won't even give these niggas bad energy
I peep, then commit it to memory
I sleep knowing these niggas is dead to me
I eat knowing I'm starving my enemies
The apéritif bittersweet, no pleasure
My heart pump ketamine
My heart pump ketamine
When you have it, it's not about fast or slow
It's the flow of traffic
Talk 'til you blue in the face, bro
It's like UPS, they still gon' fuck up the package
I'd rather bring it myself
All I had was an address in Maspeth
But I know that's not really the address
Knelt to worship, sis hiked up her habit
Think in cursive, spit jagged fragments
Every word out my mouth drag my people backwards
Big two near three-way
Niggas green around the deals, niggas sick
Niggas can say what they like, but if we ever did the deal
Everybody got they split (everybody)
Down to the last red cent
Down to the last
I don't steal, cheat, deceit
No matter what the record say
Admittedly niggardly
I won't even give these niggas bad energy
I peep then commit it to memory
I sleep knowing these niggas is dead to me
I eat knowing I'm starving my enemies
The apéritif bittersweet, no pleasure
My heart pump ketamine
My heart pump ketamine
I write when my baby's asleep
I sit in the room in the dark
I listen to him breathe
I walk 'em to school, then the park
Hold they little hands when we cross the street
I think about my brothers that's long gone and this was all they ever dreamed (all they ever dreamed)
People I lost to COVID-19, but it ain't do a thing to the fiends
I have to admit I enjoy watching you wander the wilderness
You betrayed your brother, burnt every bridge
When your end come, you'll be alone
When the end come, I'll actually answer the phone just to drink your pain (yup)
God marked Cain, so nobody could hurt him
Stained by that first murder
Hard rain, face upturned
A sun-blackened goat herder
.762 in the bandolier, this a harvest stretch
Fear follow you home, a cuckoo in the nest
Voodoo the cause of death, I got that new-new fresh
I got no use for light deps
I shine a light in the depths
It sound dark, but I'm easy
Devil in a blue dress
Admittedly niggardly
I won't even give these niggas bad energy
I peep then commit it to memory
I sleep knowing these niggas is dead to me
I eat knowing I'm starving my enemies
The apéritif bittersweet, no pleasure
My heart pump ketamine
My heart pump ketamine
♪
I had to change my phone card, though
Okay
Cool, if dey miss, if dey miss staying long
If dey missing our chat
I'll holla at you in about, maybe a couple months
| en |
0ee5M9dEkq52oE0SFdxRAA | Armand Hammer | Total Recall | If they push that button (let it go)
If they push that button (let it go)
If they push that button
I know nothing, I sit out here, I recall (I recall)
I know nothing, I sit out here, I recall (I recall)
I know nothing, I sit out here, I recall
I see windows in the wall
Words that come with no meaning back home
Body-worn Christ with thrice the charm, it's electric
E'rybody wanna be naked and famous
Tricky said it, I'm like, "Go ahead"
I was drowsy when the credits scroll
Suck my teeth, sour gold
Echoes and reflections, blessings, brave and bold
What I traded for
Exit door at the club from nowhere, way out in nowhere
Earth getting warmer, we going the other
I can't do much but eat my colors
Said what I say and really mean it
We already in between what's written
Make it hard to read
Running with scissors, who's hanging by more thread?
Freshman Friday, Def snatch and JanSport tags
Left-hand path, rocking ink blot blue
All old news, I think I need more gold
I be at where I be
And when they push that button, bet yo' ass gotta go
Yo' ass gotta go when they push that button
Yo' ass gotta go when they push that button
Yo' ass gotta go when they push that button
Yo' ass gotta go when they push that button
Yo' ass gotta go when they push that button
Yo' ass gotta go when they push that button
Yo' ass gotta go when they push that button
Yo' ass gotta go when they...
Every time I bit my tongue, down the line, turns out I should've said something
Chills down my spine how she had the head busting
18 wheels on the rhyme, amphetamines grind, I'ma keep trucking
My bedtime stories had the kids crying before they got tucked in, but fuck it
The night dark and full of terrors
Might fuck around and say Suge Knight three times in the mirror
Have the ghost of Whack one-hundred appearing
Hard on the eyes, I gotta speak my mind
Hard truths like cheesecake is a pie
The kingpin actin' fun
But the playboy rap, son, you not that guy (you look ridiculous)
If it's Cheesecake Factory Fridays with your co-parent, you don't gotta lie
Anyhows, I got a pot full of grease, spittin' hot
So it's no fish too small to fry (I got time)
It's no strip too lit for me to get mines
No thighs too thick, nor hips too wide to wind pon I
Nothing you can spit, slicker 'n' breeze on clear blue skies
No father, my style wild bastardized (the dirty version)
♪
Hello? Hey, Andy, yo, what's Nicole's old number?
Which one? Nicole King, boy
277-7426
♪
And, uh, another question
She can, she, she can move whatever anybody bring her, huh?
Hm?
Alright, okay
Huh?
I said she can move, like, on, on, on the court side
She can move whatever anybody bring her
Probably, I don't know, I don't fuck with her
You don't fuck with her no more, but when you was fucking with her
She could move without anybody bring her?
Yup
Alright, so, things haven't changed with the woman, alright
Alright
| en |
6ErvADsBLj1A11Fe6JS3GJ | Armand Hammer | Switchboard | A face behind this mask behind this face
A face behind this mask behind this face
A face behind this mask behind this face
So many people at the same time
A face behind this mask behind this face
A face behind this mask behind this face
Behind this mask behind this face
So many people at the same time
Yo, uh-huh
Body to inhabit
Universe, stars at the feet, time dragging, uh
Forgetting, I remember, I forget again
Forgetting, I remember, I forget again
Remind me when I come down, suck me when I wake
Feed me, I just maintain, or so I thought
Look a little different through another's eyes
This, that, and the other time
This, that, and the other time, uh
Body to inhabit (well)
Universe, stars at the feet, time dragging
Behind the light, behind the beat
Update another version
I'm in a Jeep, holy wood burning, breathing deeper
Thought I knew but not for certain
She say she saw my other face when I'm inside her
I looked around, wiping my saliva
Who's that peeking through my eye slit?
Showing up unannounced
Who's turning time to speak?
Body to inhabit
Universe, stars at the feet, time dragging
Seasons past, Cyprus never completed
Uh, a face behind this mask behind this face
A face behind this mask behind this face
Face behind this mask behind this face
So many people at the same time
A face behind this mask behind this face
A face behind this mask behind this face
Face behind this mask behind this face
So many people at the same time
I can't see it yet, but something's coming (if you're not scared, you's a dummy)
Slept buried in her shoulder blades, one hand on her stomach
Awake, running, screen wedged in windpipe
Fell asleep tryna write and woke to the beat bludgeoning
Feel it in my teeth like electric current
Circuits circling, circling, buzzers (buzzers)
Missed calls from my own number
A long hallway
Then it's the room where you identify your mother
Go back home to your lover
How many times do you tell her that you love her?
Why the cellar door open when it wasn't?
♪
Rake leaves in the evening
Smoke a little weed in the back of the trees where they can't see in
Seeing my breath leaving, fingers freezing
I swear there used to be different seasons (something's coming)
Voice said, "You pretending to be grieving" and chuckled
When I was little, leaped in the deep end and struggled
Alone with the sun reaching
| en |
0o0SKkZM0grFa8sY3N9GIT | Armand Hammer | Doves | Seasons drain
Time, it breaks out of me
Call it age
Call it time, love, I'll call it me
I was only a dove
Only in love
Only in love
I was only a dove
Only in love
Only in love
Part of me
People are spilling out
Rush ahead
I keep my [?]
I was only a dove
Only in love
Only in love
I was only a dove
Only in love
Only in love
Only in love
Only in love
It's cold again
Outside something howls inside the wind
My stockpile pile high
Every burner on the stove glowing red
Save yourself friend (save yourself)
That's thе best i can give, save yoursеlf
It's letters i never sent
Jumbles of yesterday's packed on pages like storage spaces and basements
They called like "Come now, he doesn't have long to live" (you should probably hurry)
I dress slowly
Came back that night and took my baby out the crib so I could hold him
I know it can slip away slow, yo, you can lose it all in a moment
Stirring the soup 'round in the roux, couple things roasting
Crack a window open let the cold in, again
The trees re-threaded gold, the sign said repent
I had to let it all go so I could live in my head, again
Ransacking my mind but something hiding in the vents, ductwork, or worse
Something died in the walls like a church
Locked doors never had a key but you test the handle occasionally
God forbid it swing open
Attic stairs broken, don't go up there (don't!)
From the windows i watch the diggers disappear in soft wet earth
Dinner served, i waited for my guests, long table set
Someone here tonight
Won't hear that trumpet
What a privilege
What a joy
They sit among us
Someone here tonight
Won't feel death's sting
What a privilege
Someone here tonight
Won't hear that trumpet
They won't even want to sleep
What a joy
Great day
Great day
Great day
Great day
Is it me?
Daddy, you're so silly
Is it me?
Daddy, you're so silly
Is it me?
Great day
Great day
Great day
| en |
5t4MFm9rviWqAVABec46XE | billy woods | Kenwood Speakers | Yeah, I'm leaving tomorrow, but I got time today
After-market speakers in the Saturn
Beater, but they can't catch her
Binoculars to they peepers, wire tap sound like Buju Banton
Firetrap is the only exit where I'm standing
Cold lampin', bed-Stuy, I got one eye on them guys
The other on a crumbling mansion
If it's gon' get gentrified, I'm not tryna leave it empty-handed
Blue-eyed white walkers in King's Landing
The way I'm running, should be kissing babies and glad-handing
I'm running routes, trees and patterns
I'm walking in the streets 'cause the rats is madness
Veneers on the teeth like, "Nigga, we made it"
Wreathed in gas, I'm a carburetor
Every time things going good or having a laugh
Have to remember God's a hater
Crocodile tears for ten years plus don't do me no favors
♪
Dinner party with the neighbors, their apartment's renovated
Skate wing, brown butter and capers, sprigs of thyme
Heavy pours of natural wine
I turn the music up incrementally and told mischievous lies
I whispered in the host's ear all night
I hear they found him in the morning
Hose run from the exhaust pipe
| en |
2frO7KXHnTX3P8AJRy5N6U | billy woods | Blue Smoke | Over time, symbols eclipse the things they symbolize
I sympathize, but read the contract before you sign, son
We're not even in contact, but still have to hear all this motherfucker's lies, dun
Shouldn't be surprised, don't let me catch you unsupervised
Pushing every button, just remember, it's no rewind
Mind you, you never met a nicer group of guys than mine
Even when it got mean, the bud was kind
Indoors when y'alls was outside
Johannesburg in a Ford Explorer, just remember this the Fourth of July
Boerewors on the braai, this the wrong part of town to be driving by
Crack it wide, that's suicide doors on your ride
Electric fence, big ass satellite dish pointed at the sky
So much tape hiss, FBI agents narrow they eyes
Frustrated, asking to be reassigned
"Been on this n-word for months, I think it's all just rhymes"
I'm still peaking, and if it's just us speaking, these n-words is on the decline
(I'm teasing, man)
Thick smoke, I took the honeycomb out the hive
No disrespect to your mans and them, but I'll actually do it live
Learned the hard way, motherfuckers'll run in shooting
After we spent months tryna strategize
The pork belly was brined, braised, then deep-fried
Fresh mint, Thai basil, pickled watermelon rind
Julienne scallions and other alliums, gave the pepper mill one grind
Noncommittal when she said she'd cook next time
| en |
4pepbIXjq5Thakr90P3VHq | billy woods | Year Zero | I quit lookin' for solutions (No offense)
Bought a pistol and learned how to use it
You can't fix stupid
Apes stood and walked into the future
March of progress end hunchbacked in front the computer
Sooner or later it's gon' be two unrelated active shooters
Same place, same time
Great minds, Tesla and Edison
Selling pussy 'cross state lines, they veterans
Hangman, one look all it take to take they measurements
My taxes pay police brutality settlements
Quicksand every direction so go ahead and step on in
Kickstand for the weapon, tumor pressing on his brain
But ya man wasn't forgetting to adjust for the wind
Dead hand reach from the past to guide events
The document is undead
Common sense says my ancestors was the worstest of men
First sign of trouble, motherfuckers shimmy right out that human skin
Kids, you and your friends gon' have to start again
It's nothing you can do with us, we're fucked up
We're fucked, poison everything we touch
Withered and died, burn it down with us inside
Burn it to the ground, make sure don't nobody survive
Kids, you and your friends gon' have to start again
It's nothing you can do with us, we're fucked
We're fucked up, poison everything we touch
Withered and died, burn it down with us inside
Burn it to the ground, make sure we don't survive
Check!
Low vibration, moral high ground
You slippin' at night like a old bitch nightgown
I ain't tryna hear about later, this is right now
These niggas ain't got shit, like it's night town
Danny Brown back like skinny white girls
Workin' out, 'bout to get the money like curls
Pull up, get ripped, nigga deadlift
Sit up, push up, bicycle kick
Not for nothin', I'ma leave with sumthin'
If not, bitch, then it's Good Will Hunting
You ain't gotta worry 'bout if we coming
Niggas slidin' on you and this ain't Cool Runnings
No pun intended, I'ma step on business
Got it for the low, like the day after Christmas
Niggas illiterate, can't read the room we in
So get your cameras out, it's a movie then
Shit, I'm about to flip the script
Like they just cut the budget
Wilin' out, showin' my ass out in public
La, la, la, can't tell me nothin'
Nights like this, bitch, David Ruffin
Who you thought it really was?
What you thought, that it wasn't?
Niggas lyin' like ya cousins
When you know his ass wasn't
Tell 'em drive through, like twenty-piece nuggets
Broke like the ice cream machine
You niggas rubbish, ah ha ha ha
I'ma drop the low, 'til that ho come through
Sorrento paint a house at the Fontainebleau
Everything I dreamed for, it done came true
I did it my way, ain't play by your rules
You the typa nigga to get lipo
I'm the typa nigga that caught work on a iPhone
If I lose weight, I get caught in a drug zone
I ain't worried 'bout the hate, I just wonder where the love gone
| en |
4KDKMWbMBFJvfr5fEqYx0T | billy woods | Hangman | Matisse without the colors, sharp teeth
New lovers suck me deep, heart beat in my jugular
Snow-capped peaks, rugged
Hindu kush, a Sikh surrounded by thuggers
Chasing dragons on aluminum sheets
It's flying carpets out this motherfucker
I don't sleep, I hover outside myself, watching my body survive
My shell mechanical
People paralyzed by the lies they tell theyself to make it manageable
I know the count right, but I recount on sleepless nights because it's tangible
Any day could be the day they frogmarch you in manacles
Paper and pencil, I wrote the verse like hangman
No need to ask who sent you, it was always just a question of when
An ill wind in the trees, saplings bend
That bird in the hand squeezed dead
♪
I'ma keep it real with you, it's the things you can't undo
The past, the black Rubik's cube
A time-lapse, running in place like old cartoons
I'm old, I go in the booth like cocoon
Rappers' protégé's get too big, drift out of orbit, rogue moons
I be the only one laughing in the room, niggas unamused
I crack a smile at what you say is the truth
I be dead serious, laughing in the stu'
Dead ass gas got him gasping at the fumes
Doja pak with the tax, it's giving shrooms
Death proof, the deathtrap goes vroom, vroom
ADX Supermax born again in a dead womb
Payback always inexact but I be squinting over measuring spoons
Before seeking revenge, dig two graves, gon' need one for you
One for them, one for you
One for them, one for you
One for them
Paper and pencil, I wrote the verse like hangman
No need to ask who sent you, it was always just a question of when
An ill wind in the trees, saplings bend
That bird in the hand squeezed dead
♪
They only want niggas to have a little bit of fun
If I get to talking some mess on your show, they'll take your show
They'll fix you too, if you have too much fun
So, if you're black and you're around white folks
Don't have too much fun
Just grin a little bit, don't grin all the time, nigga
| en |
4x92VojjjC7w36Y8h7YWYt | billy woods | Baby Steps | Kansas City, Missouri to Lincoln, Nebraska
Ten hour layover in Chicago
I don't know, man, your call
I'm not gonna be able to do it
I actually took a three-hundred dollar Uber to a show
Asleep in the back like future, might as well be a Maybach
Showed up with nothing, but a computer, let's go
Glowed up, looking like she covered in gold dust
Must not have re-upped her Lexapro
I don't check in, but if you feel a disturbance in the force, you already know
Somethin' wicked in the wind
Just picture me sittin' with a pen in a cloud of smoke
Front row at your live set just to determine if it's a hoax
My love language an obscure dialect
Pulled me aside, explained she was just doing a bit, I was like, "Oh"
Dispensary provide the per diem
Gimme the loot, it's a museum
Dien Bien Phu, my opps pass each other coming and leaving
My phở steaming
Oxtail and lemongrass, steak still bleeding
Cocktails and cake tiers, it's always wedding season
Breasts out for the feeding, feeling vulgar
Large areolas, bite like I'm teething (Baby steps)
♪
Baby, you and I
Baby, you and I
Baby, you and I
(Yo) baby, you and I
Oi, oi, I'm on a quiet block after dark, banging all the noise
The Abyssinians pay no mind, some sleep, flames dance, others hide
Spilled guts in the street, heads draped under white cowl, dingy
Torch play light and shadow
Haunted arrow whistle, pierce flesh, bone, and marrow
Red and blue flash, zombies scatter
Wax moon hover, full as a DivaCup
I score goblins to get right, getting fuzzy
Beats bang melancholic
Chanting, "Eat a dick up 'til you hiccup"
It's a formal invite, I know I'm wilin'
Clouds get violent too, must every tree I plant bear fruit?
Filth and fury rotten, grace came for dummies
Salt to suck the toxin, true north, shotgun, triple option
The blessing blocker, the constant gardener
You spit the Our Father backwards, cracked up, jump start the rapture
Scabs and scars, no veins to spike
Heart and self
You got somethin' for me?
You got somethin' for me? (I mean, yeah, I'd do it)
You got somethin' for me?
You got somethin' for me? (Come for plastic, come for plastic, yeah, I do)
Good night often drop
I'd do it (good night)
| en |
0uxu4YPkfpa9PT0RLFxtQw | billy woods | The Layover | I already knew the option was lose-lose
Baby, that's nothing new
That just make it easier to choose, it's up to you
If it's on your mind, just ask, you don't need to hunt for clues (police activity)
Phone demagnetized the key to the room, magpies pluck jewels out my tombs
Gadfly, watch them guys fume
Nine lives, Whitey wondering how many I already used
Devil may care, but inside I'm wondering too
Finally got it to where lies is the truth and the truth is a ruse
Original sin, unopened, near mint, to grin in the gloom
The block spin, the car doesn't move
Black death, rubbernecking pale faces
Handkerchief soaked in perfume
Posthumous YouTube views
Lion at the bottom of a well looking up at a circle of blue
In all candor, I got one foot in your grave
Light work by lantern, I still call a shovel a spade
Giant panda, big grass all in my face
Walking with the panther, going back to Cali
Deion Sanders and I'm going back the other way
In all candor, I got one foot in your grave
Light work by lantern, I still call a shovel a spade
Giant panda, big grass all in my face
Walking with the panther, going back to Cali
Deion Sanders and I'm going back the other way
Parts Unknown, at home when the road's not paved
Little piece of yard, couple goats graze
The live show is T-shirt and jeans, but it's GWAR when I'm off stage
No bars, just a cavalcade
Trapped cars tap in once they hit the Palisades
Big jar when you donate my brain
Spicy chili oil, let that bad boy marinate
No Reservations, walked in like Bourdain
The game was horseshoes, I brought hand grenades tired of the close shaves
Before History, I made fire in the cave
Midwifery, delivery a ball of rage
Hide and go seek, some never find a hiding place
Some kids hid so well, they never found a trace
It's too late, but they came all the same
Eyes begging for something for the pain
In all candor, I got one foot in your grave
Light work by lantern, I still call a shovel a spade
Giant panda, big grass all in my face
Walking with the panther, going back to Cali
Deion Sanders and I'm going back the other way
In all candor, I got one foot in your grave
Light work by lantern, I still call a shovel a spade
Giant panda, big grass all in my face
Walking with the panther, going back to Cali
Deion Sanders and I'm going back the other way
| en |
2uqwGQZKvzx0wlm4EmIJQV | billy woods | Waiting Around | Uh, a hundred hours of balsam and cedar
Await who follow the leader, who ain't just follow procedure, I'm saying
I'm saying I was called to the ether, via receiver
Not a piece of me is drawn to the theater
I was drawin' and painting, recording songs in my bedroom
Stuff I could never have conjured inside some alternate venue
When you was all in together, I wasn't comfortable ever
And ultimately my value became the sum of these demos
They're like my sons and my daughters
Even the ones that were lemons
Even the hundreds of sketches that ushered nothin' but messes
When you was asking 'bout touring, I get the crux of the question
It's just the bulk of the answer is of another dimension
If I close my eyes and think of reconstructing an essence
That isn't functional at present, I can't fuck with the premise
It's like the act itself would almost undercut the intention
If I show up for attendance, I'm just unplugging the message
Tell me somethin', what's a sheep when everyone is a shepherd?
Or better yet, what's a student who ain't rough around the edges?
Using music to confront the gunk, that's gumming up his engines
I ain't judging, I ain't nothing if not buffing out a blemish or ten
I'm really not some fish out of water as I don't practice a discipline
You could fit on a altar, it just don't figure in at all to what the vision involved
Dammit, Jim, I'm a doctor, not another brick in the wall, yeah
Waitin' around
Waitin' around (molded all my idle time and gave it purpose)
Waitin' around (bust shots at Big Ben like we got time to kill)
Waitin' around (my heart's still in sorrow)
In Bruges with time to kill, but time must've knew and hold up
Somewhere it didn't have to move
My room had a view, safe fulla Euros, I miss having nothing to lose
22, wanderin' Amsterdam, 2200 in my shoe
Jay-Z in the discman, two grams in the 'wood, toss it in the canal if it starts to canoe
Cannonball run, now it's barely a splash in the hotel pool
The night's young, I sit in the corner and watch her move, spinning like vinyl
Jumping out the groove, grassy gin winning over sweet vermouth
Framboise, ginger root, mussels and pomme frites
Confit leeks, feast like Kongi's Harvest
An expatriate heard me speak American 5'3", thick as congee, porridge
Took a seat, immediately smelled weed
We smoked outside in the darkness of the eve, jaundice moon
She had perfect teeth, purple haze had your boy like, "Come home with me"
She kissed my cheek, diplomacy
I walked cobblestoned streets alone, Old Testament stone
Old poems just out of reach
Congolese concierge fast asleep, big, lonely suite
From the tiny balcony, I watched my planes leave
Waitin' around
Waitin' around (molded all my idle time and gave it purpose)
Waitin' around (bust shots at Big Ben like we got time to kill)
Waitin' around (my heart's still in sorrow)
| en |
6LgjbZGexOVNBoKFk9gww4 | billy woods | Fuchsia & Green | I walked on water today, I wore fuchsia and green
Before sun called day, a single bird, quiet wing
The question isn't if there's a heaven to see, I maintain
All inna space to make it be, see how them pieces can change
I walked on water today, I wore fuchsia and green
Before sun called day, a single bird, quiet wing
The question isn't if there's a heaven to see, I maintain
All innna space to make it be, see how them pieces can change
♪
Many namеs to be repeatеd, but he needed not a reason
Making meaning in my shadow, three headed demon
Fire blaze, tail of arrow, I'm en route
No stops and layovers, spin out
I walk a thin mile
Heels drawing blood off the friction
Growing up and over fences
I knew the start before the ending
My regards, if I splash harder than my heart intentioned
Spilling out my hands and fingers
I been around, sounding distant
Shoes off at the temple entrance
Resin wood burn like Solomon
She fancies collars when swallowing
Capsizing silences, whore of Babylon
All-city, metropolitan
Lift me just a couple inches offa terra firma
Carry me, carry me
I walked on water today, I wore fuchsia and green
Before sun called day, a single bird, quiet wing
The question isn't if there's a heaven to see, I maintain
All inna space to make it be, see how them pieces can change
I walked on water today, I wore fuchsia and green
Before sun called day, a single bird, quiet wing
The question isn't if there's a heaven to see, I maintain
All inna space to make it be, see how them pieces can change
Shiva under Kali feet, hand-rolled Bengali
Blue-black pantones, you can holler at my colleague
Prophet and the Mahdi
She call him habibi, but son will still catch a body
Fumble the gun mid-robbery
Dark skinned svengali
Consommé so clear the shark fin might swim
At them we send volleys
The rules bend for me
I'm sorry, I'm sorry (I'm sorry)
Plot the coup while I cop the P
Guinea-Conakry, spot a listening device in the suite
Left a card for incidentals
Seen dentures in a jar, knew the night would be special
I'm a vessel
Run down like Grendel
Vengeful God, Ouija board
The devil move my pencil
Me and my girlfriend ride to the bloody end like the Ceaușescus
Qu'est-ce que c'est when you see the new chess moves
Webbed feet, I came up in the cesspool
Mariel boatlift, I need the whole shit when they text you
I walked on water today, I wore fuchsia and green
Before sun called day, a single bird, quiet wing
The question isn't if there's a heaven to see, I maintain
All inna space to make it be, see how them pieces can change
I walked on water today, I wore fuchsia and green
Before sun called day, a single bird, quiet wing
The question isn't if there's a heaven to see, I maintain
All inna space to make it be, see how them pieces can change
And watch it shuffle to my will
And watch it shuffle to my will
And watch it shuffle to my will
And watch it shuffle to my will
| en |
1f5JEyEWJ7Vj9glgI7Krdd | billy woods | All Jokes Aside | Marciano on a snow day, cold play
Math rock, soda, no cocaine
I'm always surprised by the co-pay, sick!
Once they broke open the safe
A newspaper dated March 15, '88
Few CD-Rs, couple pictures where I ain't cover my face
Megagraphitti on a VHS tape
A guap of haze, just in case
Mr. Serv-On from back in the day
I been around since long, I got a couple names
Pragmatic as the metric system
But this America, might have to throw it all away in an instant
Over an insult, a turn of phrase
Incense in the foyer, granny with the cane
They wait for hеr to die, but 'til then, that rent don't raisе
We boiled water to bathe, the place smelled like raid
The eyes take a moment to adjust, so you can see what's inside the cage
From your book I took a page, bell hooks
I'm squatting on stage, hoping I never took more than I gave
All jokes aside, I enjoyed the ride
I miss my guys, took the church and put it in the sky
All jokes aside, I enjoyed the ride
I miss my guys, took the church and put it in the sky
All jokes aside, I enjoyed the ride
I miss my guys, took the church and put it in the sky
All jokes aside
Say what you want, but show me the lie
The laws I enforce is maritime
We wavy? Yes or no, no maybes
That type of time
SWAPO safehouse in Windhoek
I'm proof they made it out alive (we survived)
Dutch baby, burnt sugar, sweet between those thighs
Jersey Turnpike, Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so 'til it's goodbye
Waving on the runway walking backwards
Cloudless sky, the sun in back of us
Half of Liberia in the back of the class
I filled a backwood
Unapologetic
You can't win 'em all, but I'm sorry for the hurt I caused
Fedex packages lost, never sign no forms
If she's gone, she's gone (she's gone)
She's gone (she's gone)
Came outside after the locusts swarmed (she's gone)
All jokes aside, I enjoyed the ride
I miss my guys, took the church and put it in the sky
All jokes aside, I enjoyed the ride
I miss my guys, took the church and put it in the sky
All jokes aside, I enjoyed the ride
I miss my guys, took the church and put it in the sky
All jokes aside
| en |
1x1madOc1HajmqGA50fkTR | billy woods | Asylum | I think Mengistu Haile Mariam is my neighbor
Whoever it is moved in and put an automated gate up
Repainted brick walls atop which now cameras rotated
By eight, the place dark, one light burn later
Razor wire like a slinky
Rumor is parcel bomb took the secretary right eye and pinky
Evenings, he take a snifter of whiskey on the veranda
I wonder what he's thinking
In the morning, the maid brings coffee from the kitchen
Some nights strange music plays, I lay in bed and listen
Downstairs I hear my mother breaking dishes, my father trippin'
It's been quite bad lately, high tension
Galvanized steel security fencin'
To get through the day, give myself a mission
Anything what get me out the house a blessin'
His bodyguard chews khat, spits black in the rhododendron
Blacked out Range rumble when he start the engine
Avocado tree hang over the property line
And I watch from as high as I can climb
The dog looks up and whines, the hills are alive with land mines
I live in my mind
Not sure what I'm looking for, but I'll know when I find
My mother sent the gardener to look for me
But the sky is a great place to hide
Never told the truth in your life? Can't start now
Ever so slowly, slowly locked up in your own house
Never told the truth in your life? Can't start now
Ever so slowly, slowly locked up in your own house
The guests start having doubts, the host nowhere to be found
It's ghosts in the building's bones, so many skeletons in the ground
When everything collapse, he just melt into the crowd
Suitcase packed, melted down the crown
But a haven's only safe as long as they want you around
Tomorrow it's no tellin'
Hollow when you done sellin'
You see how well they treat me?
My own courtyard for private strolls
And in my chalet, every possible amenity
Not to mention the occasional night visitors
I must confess kabiyesi, this detention seems to look well on you
But, so does captivity look well on a lamb
We are fattening up for the feast
Or, perhaps as you say, on a wife we treat
With special favor because she is going to bear us a child
What happens when the great day comes
And there is only a calabash under the wrapper
| en |
4hDfRIxXJXQz2sFdiaK4Pu | billy woods | Smith + Cross | The emotional affair was the best
Intoxicatin', let's not ruin it with sex
Relationship Doctor, patient
Kush cake like LASIK
Resting bitch face, breast plate, Wonder Woman bracelets
You can shoot arrows all day kid
Hearts scrawled in wet pavement
Ozymandias is the wavelength
Here today, gone tomorrow, sorrow
White rum in my sorrel
Somethin' old, somethin' new, somethin' borrowed
Blew his stack on oysters piled like Kilimanjaro
Crostini, charred avocado, draped in lardo
Still got no quarrel with them Viet Congs
Speak sepia tones, everyone I know is gone
No stigmata, they put nails through arms
Temple Grandin keep the cattle calm
Side-saddle, took Carrie to the prom
Joanne Chesimard, windows open, nights warm
Power cuts, no ice, so the cuba libre's strong
Fire in the cane fields, generational trauma
At the museum, eyes glassy from the pain pills
Me and her in the diorama
Sugar, molasses, rum
Sun blasted bastard's son
Some laughed, some slumped aghast at what we'd done
Sugar, molasses, rum
Sun blasted bastard's son
Some laughed, some slumped aghast at what we'd done
Sugar, molasses, rum
Sun blasted bastard's son
Some laughed, some slumped aghast at what we'd done
Sugar, molasses, rum
Sugar, molasses, rum
| en |
36eRg1MvXbMbb6Jl4TdTNg | Moor Mother | Rapunzal | Occluded moons
Black flowers at the tomb
Speakers hiss in empty nightclubs, the city hum
Tinnitus
Flyness on your eardrum
Mosquitoes biased
Sickle Cell have him hesitant to try it
Solomon and Midas
Assassins need tyrants, the virus
Circling planes with no pilots, no drivers
Trains runnin' riot
Yellowin' ads for new diets
LED displays, Pricewaterhouse
Come see what we can do for you
Watch your step in the slaughterhouse
Street's wet, but it's over now
Death in an evening gown
Modest heel and he had a crown (Of sorts)
Alan Greenspan fuckin' Ayn Rand
She came, finished him with her hand
Lit a cigarette, they split in the dark
Men sang from minarets, but we'd already hardened our hearts
♪
Rapunzel's hair kept growin' and the nails
It was quiet 'cept the ocean fog like a veil
♪
Rapunzel's hair kept growin' and the nails
It was quiet 'cept the trees moanin' as the sun failed
♪
Come see what we can do for you
Watch your step in the slaughterhouse
We let death past curfew
Watch your mouth in my momma's house
The night ran quiet and the riot
Darkness guided, through the air like Kobe Bryant
'08 season, the year after Garnett screaming
"Anything is possible"
"That's physics," said the knight apostle
Black and gospel
Flip the card and the fortune fell
Seven of swords yelled
"I can take one more"
The blood pulse, I commend mi amor
It's what we're in for
They up twenty, so they stopped the board
Grab a stick, bust a hole through the core
This bitter Earth
A billion eyes act like sores
Achin', the puss poured
Bubblin', the ocean
Castle in the sand
Offshore commission
Closed eyes see bliss
While the righteous sharpen swords in the mist
It was quiet, except the sirens yelled
On some Ol' Dirty shit, Ason parallel
(Ason)
Rapunzel's hair kept growin' and the nails
It was quiet 'cept the ocean fog like a veil
Rapunzel's hair kept growin' and the nails
It was quiet 'cept the trees moanin' as the sun failed
| en |
7aC0yNxqwSyO5uNwfbPUya | billy woods | Paraquat | Spot on 116 must've had the cops in they pocket
Hydro jars, fifty a pop, line out the door
This back when we had the nerve to call brickweed chocolate
Stacy said her sister's boyfriend had the new hot shit
Gave me the plug like a stock tip
I found religion, I'm a prophet
Loved that girl, but knew we wouldn't work like Harden on the Rockets
Clouds cleared, I'm looking at the city like jihadis in a cockpit
Prices so fucking high, I had to do 'em dirty just to make a profit
Splits like Spotify numbers
A whole lotta green, just me and the punter
Down for the team, saying all the right things
But feeling like Harden on the Thunder
We was raised on paraquat, scraped and fought
By the grace of God, everybody else got caught
We was raised on paraquat, scraped and fought
By the grace of God, everybody else got caught
We was raised on paraquat, scraped and fought
By the grace of God, everybody else got caught
We was raised on paraquat, scraped and fought
By the grace of God
In DC they called me New York, I didn't correct it (why would I?)
Brother started on that Malachi Z
I said I eat pork and besides, I don't respect it (I don't)
You out here smoking Newports
Please man, let me eat my breakfast
♪
We was raised on it, right?
Light drizzle on the tarmac
Whitey hit Hiroshima, then he doubled back
Black rain baptize black skies
I'm always waiting on a thunderclap
Feed 'em rope till it goes slack
Hot potato, when your quick lick turn to a kidnap
It's easy to take, hard to give back (It's hard to give)
Deep in the Tombs on a humble Pentecostal crumble
In a Sweet and Aromatic
My dude came home like Papillon, his spirit never captured
But truth be told, he never had a second chapter
Camo, green and gold, pull me in the sky, it's the Rapture
Anno Domini, it's no before, it's only after
We was raised on paraquat, scraped and fought
By the grace of God, everybody else got caught
We was raised on paraquat, scraped and fought
By the grace of God, everybody else got caught
That was the haze for a long time
Let's get like some wine, like let's not skip the process
1988 till like 2004-2005
Just an uptown thing, on 45th St, they had it by the pounds
It was seven thousand dollars a pound back then before the AIDS
We did that
| en |
2bDgBVxZ7xb3pjtvnp5TWe | billy woods | Artichoke | It's certain things you can only learn from a fistfight
I used to use a toothbrush to keep my kicks white
It mattered that much
In hindsight, it seemed like someone else's life
Flush my system with sativas
Knock off the rust and fuck standing up
White phosphorus burning through the night
Skeleton crew on a slaver, hug the equator tight
Drone fly like metal kite
Hellfire out the sky, open your book to Revelations
Anyone hatin', this your chance to get right
Ceremony in the church basement
In the dark, waitin' for the bride
♪
Move like The Black Codes
Folded paper in my coat
Came home to coal-fired stove, little fish fulla bones
Chokin', the weeds overgrown, the weeds overgrown
The weeds overgrown, the weeds overgrown
Move like The Black Codes
Folded paper in my coat
Came home to coal-fired stove, little fish fulla bones
Chokin', the weeds overgrown, the weeds overgrown
The weeds overgrown
Young boy asked if it's pressure, I bent the knee as a gesture
Every move measured
Weighing up while she laying there pregnant
Lotta rappers worry about gender bending
I just peep who ask the question
I keep my own counsel, go ahead, keep the suggestions
I won't even hold you
Two track it with the superdry vocal
Cyborg, they had to cut him out the car, totalled
At the service, looking sad, but really mad over how much dough he still owed you
(I want my money, funeral or no funeral, I want my money)
A piece of the action is all I'm askin'
Everything broke down into fractions
The fire long dead, this just smoke and ashes
Hope is an assassin, fear fill up the casket
One day I woke up, everything was made of plastic
"She loves me not" is where we landed
When the music stops, folks start looking for answers
Embarrassed child go looking for handguns
Extended clip on the stick
Ear protection for the tantrum
Move like The Black Codes
Folded papers in my coat
Came home to coal-fired stove, little fish fulla bones
Chokin', the weeds overgrown, the weeds overgrown
The weeds overgrown, the weeds overgrown
Move like The Black Codes
Folded paper in my coat
Came home to coal-fired stove, little fish fulla bones
Chokin', the weeds overgrown, the weeds overgrown
The weeds overgrown, the weeds overgrown
Let Him be first of all. Then, the hunger, deep
As David said, "When the deep calleth to the deep, at the noise of thy waterspouts."
Now, the deep calling to the deep. For instance this
| en |
3LdAOYTbi1ktjieCgTaZyU | billy woods | Cossack Wedding | Disaster tourists wandering, Chernobyl's wildlife flourish
She said it herself, you gotta hold something back, that's insurance
That sarcophagus crack, the purest radiation flow out my phone jack like a Keurig
A snap of her collarbone, black bra strap, never nothing lurid
For those Cold Wars, you need endurance
Dead fish, wild boars swollen with tumors
Snippets of dialogue swimming in her aqueous humor
♪
The alienation zone is 30 kilometers wide
I'm a sucker, I fall for it every time
My betrothed fled to the forest, hid in the pines
Still set a place for her, unlatched the door, so she could come inside
♪
The alienation zone is 30 kilometers wide
I'm a sucker, I fall for it every time
My betrothed fled to the forest, hid in the pines
Still set a place for her, unlatched the door, so she could come inside
A supposedly fun thing I'll never do again
Solzhenitsyn, she skipped to the end
The cold creepin' in my bones
Wind whip around my home
She came when I'm sleepin', breasts leakin', pussy unkempt
Around her the light bent
Spliff hitting right, light like a opium den
Couldn't quite see her face, it was like the night moved with her whim
I had the piff with a fragile stems
She had some dour from a friend (hmm)
Nobody beats the Biz, I mind my business
It's wolves beyond the fences, snares in the snow
Wolves at home in bed, peep the teeth like a dentist
Irredentist red army faction
Around the crib I dug trenches
Mined roads, Interrogated peasants
The mine closed, the shaft open
Who knows where the mind goes?
In the morning, my pillow smell of pine cones
(Let the kids in the heat, it's like dyslexia
Half a ounce would make you move your feet down in Czechia)
| en |
54rGVTnLwZvMeHq780fJtw | billy woods | No Hard Feelings | Black astronaut, cop a space suit and jet off my steps
Challenger launch burnin' bright, burn to death
Burn in the firmament, charbroiled, catch the hair
Black boy burned crisp, pursed black lips
Black marionettes dance limp, over the pit
The kindly ones distant as the winter's sun
A mad woman whistlin', you can hear it if you listen
That's that empty pipe hissin', that's him crying and twitchin'
That's the vanishing point in the distance
Between us just the glass thickness
Cracked mirrors flash rictus
Skin pulled tight to the skull, that's the sickness
Seepin' through my leaky windows and broke fixtures
Guess who in the vestibule like, "You can't smoke that here mister"
Nah man, you can't smoke that here (gotta go, man, you gotta go)
No hard feelings, no hard feelings, no hard feelings
It's scars when you done healing
It's malls topped with broken glass, I'll show you slum village
It starts to come back from the grave, again and again, grinnin'
It's winnin', it's winnin', it's winnin', it's winnin'
Brother hopped out that new car smellin' like no hard feelings
Aftertaste bitter melon and lemon peelings
Heat rises, so it's high ceilings
I pay rent on the tenth like they stealin'
Like they stealin' (like they stealin'), like they stealin'
If the nigga by the furnace in the basement of the building
After all that, she no-showed
The suite already paid for, so I toweled the door and smoked dope
Kulture Kush crossed True Gold
After a couple of texts, I left it alone (left it alone)
Ice melted but the champagne still cold
Channel flippin', clickin' the remote
The home team losin' at home
An attack on the train, persons unknown
Baking shows, cold cases solved and closed
I dozed, woke up and "no hard feelings" was all it said on my phone
| en |
6dDhPqHkpYh5AvbUX7yhfc | billy woods | The Doldrums | Cold fryer full of old grease
You don't work, you don't eat
The wind didn't blow for a week
Birds fly east searchin' for green
Open beaks in the nest, money machines
Flutterin', flags, covetous hags
It's not really movin' if it's not movin' fast
Mouth full of glass
Mouth full of glass
Water like a mirror, cut the gas with precision scissors
Bent to the task as if gravedigger
When it was slow cut each other's hair with clippers
Bullets cuttin' through dead air lookin' for victims
Vickers, VSM stamped on the ammunition
That's unusual though
Usually you sit there, the sun come and go
The moon float, horses thrown overboard kick fast, then slow
It don't really mattеr which
Thick mist, piff smoke, draw straws from clenched fists
Sinkin' ship, human souls in thе hull
He got the whole world in his hands, ice cold
Open them palms up, turned black as a ghost
Nothin' ever happens 'til it do
Waterproof boots, almost new
Moms shook her head "you shouldn't wear a dead man's shoe"
Nothin' ever happens 'til it does
Muchos problemas if you don't have it for the plug (trust me)
Time's up
Nobody ever really did it for the love
We exchange time for drugs
Time piled up, but it was never enough
Time flies when you call a nigga bluff
Time ran down on us like the first of the month and dumped
Caught him lackin', wakin' up on a park bench a bum
♪
Nothin' ever happens 'til it do
Waterproof boots, like new
Moms shook her head "shouldn't wear a dead man's shoes"
♪
Nothin' ever happens 'til it does
Muchos problemas if you don't have it for the plug
♪
In tight spaces I learned not to speak
Submarine skirtin' mountain peaks
Fernando Po's Black Beach
Yemeni traders off the coast of Mozambique
Packed bodegas, akh in the weeds
Gold shimmerin' in the reef
African water in the lengths of the piece
Tha Carter III pour out a double parked Jeep
The rain starts the minute I leave
At the corner the water waist deep
♪
Nothin' ever happens 'til it do
Waterproof boots, waterproof boots
Nothin' ever happens 'til it does
Muchas problemas if you don't have it for the plug (the plug)
| en |
3cTOcPXI8Mnvh6QRbUSTJC | billy woods | Christine | Black car on a backstreet, little me asleep on the back seat
Lulled by street lamps and the blackness in between
My parents' argument picking up speed
In and out of bad dreams
That's what they said when she saw him dead in the road
Now I know it was the shadow of them black wings
Unmarked followed us for ten blocks
Nigga said if they try to make the stop, I'm fleein'
Brake lights bright red, lit his face like a demon
We took a left, they went straight, we all laughed but I seen it
Some had the trap in the trunk of the bimmer
Some kept thе cracks up front so they could eat 'em
Somе went through the windshield, some went to the precinct
Some got yapped out driver's seats in parking lots and left bleedin'
Some things only make sense in their time
I paid a hundred for the whip, so when police took it, I never paid no never mind
Easy come
From Mandeville to Sligoville, coffin runnin' around
Upsettin', upsettin', upsettin' the town
From Mandeville to Sligoville, coffin runnin' around
Upsettin', upsettin', upsettin' the town
From Mandeville to Sligoville, coffin runnin' around
Upsettin', upsettin', upsettin' the town
They lookin' for the vehicle
Took the plates off, put it in his Granny back yard
Told her somethin' believable
He got killed, it was still there for a year or two
I'd seen it drivin' through
Granny on the stoop, she never waved back
High grass, four flats forward with the front passenger door mismatched
Blacked out truck with the rifle rack
The hunter checks his traps
Bait car with the kill switch
Gingerbread house full of abused kids
Inflatable sky dancer said "No money down"
Every sign said, "If you lived here, you'd be home now"
(Strawberry on deck, Strawberry already with three hits tonight!)
Asleep at the wheel
Gently over the guardrail, flipped heads or tails
One died, she survived
Asked why, I replied, "God's not real"
Ducked the question
In a hospital room full of flowers, I plucked the best one
In a world full of cowards, it's bound to be tension
Behind on with a single, he got behind on Butler and lined-out, it's now 2-0
Daniels' with a game situation here
If he can work his way aboard, then the load falls once again on Daryl Strawberry
As he has a chance to play hero once again for the Dodgers
But it's up to Daniels at this point
♪
♪
Fuck 23 and Me, mom's an inventor
From our DNA to Cambridge, Mass
Maafe, that's Skippy and poulet
Dispatched from Venice, Kilgari
Tyrant that Mali and a Bamako property
Jump to imperial Benin, fifteenth century, trade routes heavy
Break the bank like Musa, mint the gold, truth aplenty
We still feed on dreams in need of remedy
Trauma not an enemy
Perverse German woodcuts could've been truer
Three heads on a jackal, fantastic creatures in Africa
Universalis Cosmographia
Sebastian Münster, lying bastard
Wolfman in a Speedo, Cyclops and Chest Master
I first heard Culture on the island of Gorée, international urn
I was twelve years old, still could have gone ofay
So bless that day
And damn the last three centuries
| en |
5XeSZTj2XOqFHcr78W9guM | billy woods | Versailles | Money went same as it came
Money spent, it was all pocket change
End of the day, day-traders make minimum wage
Pennies on the dollar once it's all said and paid
Penny stocks, stocking cap pulled over the face
Out of habit, the presidents facing the same way
Somebody made a killing, I just dug the grave
Capital gains and gains (and gains and gains)
Skim the indictment for old cold names
Little Sambo grinning on a can of pomade
Dueling banjos open the stock exchange
Paper chasing, it's hard to stay on the same page (it is)
"No hard feelings" the turn of phrase, Twain adapted for the stage
A lifetime in the game, now the league folding
Contracts voided, Mohamed Atta fly in the ointment
It's hot on these streets' monsieur, I might shoot a Arab
If it's hot on the beach, the plug just jet to Paris
One in a million makes a killing off the curb
Nine-ninety-nine thousand, nine-ninety-nine in the dirt
A sign above my head to count how many patrons served
Every time the number flips, somebody get what they deserve
God is watching, but I guess he got a lot of cheeks to turn
Ain't no shoulder colder once the fire die from bridges burned
Keep your mind off what is mine, or you'll be smilin' on a shirt
It ain't ever over 'cause the fat lady forgot the word
Rain or sleet or famine and disease, I'm in the streets steppin'
With a reason, somebody deceased dangling from each necklace
Stuck inside the belly of the beast, she 40 weeks pregnant
Might pull out the hammer, hit your knees and check your reflexes
Feeling like a million bucks, all 20s
And all I got is time and I heard that this shit's money
So you can count on me if you ain't in a big hurry
If you got mouths to feed, I'ma make sure they stay hungry
God bless the child that took yours and got away with it
Won't testify if he caught and holla, "They did it"
Thought all this time that he bought was what he'd take with him
Fiends take the drugs and have dreams with his face in 'em
If you want it on the arm, I charge an arm and a leg
And every other body part until there's none of 'em left
They say they'll miss you when you're gone until they find out they next
'Cause every dollar that you drop is stacked on top of their heads
If you want it on the arm, I charge an arm and a leg
And every other body part until there's none of 'em left
They say they'll miss you when you're gone until they find out they next
'Cause every dollar that you drop is stacked on top of their heads
| en |
3KK7Yc5uXsXBwVr4CsBASe | billy woods | Remorseless | Burnt offering in the desert
Shining city up on the hill
I burned it like Nebuchadnezzar
This world, hard to even take its measure
Three rooms filled with Incan treasure
Still strangled the king 'cause it's now or never
It's a freedom in admitting it's not gonna get better
Washing your hands off people you known forever
I'd be a liar if I feign surprise, a goat eats where it's tethered
Treat African proverbs like Vegas flyers, I float above the peasants
Too clever by half, halftime down 20
I'm not that good at math, but common sense, I got plenty
(It's fuckin' over)
In person, these rappers watches look temptin'
The chain say envy, but PTSD keep me countin', never spendin'
My accountant is a head full of bad memories and sad endings
It's all payment pending
I'm not concerned with generational wealth, that's its own curse
Anything you want on this cursed Earth
Probably better off gettin' it yourself, see what it's worth
♪
The photograph of young Tutankhamun
Spaghetti links tangled like ramen
Everything behind the mask rotten
I tell people I keep it so you not forgotten, but that's cap
I thought pillars of salt, but she too smart for lookin' back
Mid-eighties in the rearview of a gold Mercedes
Midday sun make the crocodiles lazy
Money phone pocket dial, run come save me
Sweet old ladies poisoning pigeons in the park
For a lark, make mine strychnine, life is a zip line in the dark
Spare me the Hallmark Karl Marx
I was in the Dollar Tree break-room playin' cards with quarters
Stop loss posters on the wall, brick and mortar
I watched the planet from orbit, remorseless
♪
In pursuance of which, I hereby decree
All these decrees are herewith abrogated and in their place
The following decrees shall come into immediate effect
For it is our duty to extirpate such traitors and agents of subversion
Neocolonialism. Termites, locusts, pests and poisonous rodents (it is therefore decreed)
These recent saboteurs shall be publicly hanged
Which, taken together with decree number two-hundred-and-nine
Three-hundred-and-thirty-three and decree number-
| en |
2FUU8kXhJNndeJWABUVvdx | billy woods | NYC Tapwater | You lack the minerals and vitamins
One sip of New York City tapwater, I'm back dialed in
Last car in the last train, we piled in
Pack lasted three days, azithromycin
I miss this place 'til I'm back, long face to match
My cats are strays, but the rats too big to catch
Lapped the B48 in a foot race, bus driver tried to play the kid
You know I'm not goin' out like that (Crazy)
Since I've been gone, it's a new panhandler outside the store
Inside, young boy goin' through every bag of grabba like it's raw silk cloth
Few weeks later, see my guy from before
Few streets up outside Kennedy, fried, grinding his jaw
He ain't recognize me at all
Jet-lagged, I slipped in the bar at last call
Crabs in a bucket, how the fuck I escape them claws?
Survivor's guilt with a side of buyers remorse
I'm home, but my mind be wandering off
Sometimes I don't tell anyone I'm back around
Just lay low, crack a fresh pound
The cat miss me the most, purring loud on my lap
Tranquilo, fragrant smoke lazy in the air
Fingers steepled, wondering if I really need all this stuff I got here
Through the peephole, I see new people going up and down the stairs
New buildings just appear
I mighta seen Don Cheadle, Cookies and Runtz everywhere
But what I wouldn't give for a piece of that '08 sour diesel
That popcorn, green on green on green
Where I used to cop at, now it's a Blue & Cream (I see you Jeff)
Four hundred dollar Japanese jeans (They're actually very comfortable)
Meanwhile, my bodega akh selling weed (No thanks, man)
Bird's eye chili seeds dot the chicken, off the block Guyanese rice and peas
Cops ride by and be in the breeze
No need for stop and frisk, it's cameras everywhere, they got your IG feed
Come scoop kids after they do the deed (Real fast)
Death in a top hat dance a jig in the street
Don't get it twisted boy, the city wicked, it'll crush you with its feet
| en |
0Xu2qsS9Lc8nZXI1d1JkQq | billy woods | As the Crow Flies | Uh, everybody cooking, I'm just cleaning up my kitchen
Emptying the fridge, bleaching counters, sweeping corners
I be in my drawers aligning my silverware in order
Couple hours, I'll be waiting at the gate
Under influence, 10k and rising
In the valley of the sun, I'm a force without a name
I been tripping through coordinates, just have my cordless hot
A whisky sour, ice, what it is, what it's not
By the time I get to Arizona
I didn't come with instruction
In this season of revealing, burning everything that doesn't serve
Sometimes I feel before remembering
It's really him, my wife told the man, I didn't want the joke to end
Didn't want that joke to end
Rainbow rubber band, rusty razor blade, traveling mercy
Feeling blood get thicker, Bo Jackson jersey
The rep grows bigger, I took out my gold fronts
Split a rack of rib with the illest, not counting myself
Baggage on the carousel loop, big body blur, side of the truth
Landed somewhere in the middle
It's a physical experience, a realist ritual of niggarati lineage
Rooted, but I roam free
Dopp kits and QR codes be all I see
The WiFi's weak, smoke detector beeps
In between the takes, I rap like Good Daddy
Sweating out my silk shirt, asking, "What's the real work?"
Yeah, yeah
♪
I'm in the park with the baby on the swing
When it hits me crazy, anything at all could happen to him
He been climbing higher and higher on the jungle gym
Running faster, sometimes pushing other kids
Tear-streaked apologies, balled fists, it's a trip
That this is something we did
I kiss her on the lips
I watch him grow, wondering how long I got to live
| en |
60Cm4aPAWANgWW3H9eW5xq | billy woods | Sauvage | I guess not
♪
Real observant in split-second decisions
Quick to kill a merchant (brr)
Child of God might stray away at times, though I'm still a servant (Blockworks)
In the hood with the hoodlums where the killers purgin'
Niggas workin' with the Agency, makin' me really nervous
In the hills so far, can't even get no service
Out of range, learned the tricks to the trade and all the inner workings (the ins and outs)
Dug down in my soul and did some soul searchin' (yeah)
All I found was a police report for a missin' person (uh)
Every time I pay the connect, make a bigger purchase
Tryna run this bag up, fuck buying them bitches purses (fuck that ho)
Mirror image of the block, I paint a picture-perfect
Our father who art in heaven all a nigga worship (our father)
Movin' at a slow pace, I used to get discouraged
All gas, no brakes, never did reverse it (skrrt, skrrt)
Freestylin' on that road, never did rehearse it
On the janky promoter's tour through the Chitlin' Circuit
Where we at? (Game time)
Dre shot his uncle for beatin' his mom
Beat the case, started 11th grade like nothin' was wrong
A few classmates made the news, police pursuits
Reg flew off the dirt bike like a carton of eggs
Came back stutterin' with a limp and a dent in his head
Beautiful dreams he said he had when he was dead, twice on the table
On the bright side, they only gave him house arrest once they seen he disabled
(Good lawyer)
Some couldn't wait to kick they kids out
Others had to do it 'fore gangs shot up the house
Annie used to lock her little brother in his room, and we'd fuck on the couch
Doggie, she didn't like to kiss on the mouth
Switched schools, the rumors was gettin' loud
Men hate women, make up lies and spread 'em around
I grew up on the line 'tween north and south
I-95, two airports, triangular trade routes
E'rything we say mispronounced, flipped and bounced
Use the wrong word on the phone? SIM cards are switchin' out
Superstitious, cut my face out the pictures
Apartment complex, a speed bump for the stick-ups
E'rything smooth, but the gun just hiccuped
Central American Übermensch is in the bed of a pickup
Building prefab duplexes, human traffic like Department of Corrections
Godless savages, fishbone necklaces
No collar on my neck, no secret (sauvage)
Kamikaze jets, no leashes (sauvage)
Domino effect, no sequence (no lies)
Holla at me, man, no meekness
No collar on my neck, no secret (sauvage)
Kamikaze jets, no leashes (sauvage)
Domino effect, no sequence (no lies)
Holla at me, man, no meekness
♪
It gets in your blood, doesn't it?
What does?
Kingship
I haven't noticed it when I bleed
| en |
5ovolGVVjQp4mPJU6VHDey | billy woods | NYNEX | Quinine powder and alcohol, stir until dissolved
The future isn't flying cars, it's Rachel Dolezal absolved
It's autonomous computer sendin' shooters back
In time at the behest of defunct message boards
Translucent man-of-war, the tentacles caress my paramour
Implored the bitch to be sensible
The slave master's children all looked identical
True, the future is children
But whatever future you're buildin' already look miserable
Natural beauty, savage fenty, we strip mined the minerals
The trailer is the movie, Bobby Digital
Said he had a vision, said he had a system
Said he was the one true and living, said he had a mission
Said we're in a prison
Said he had a vision, said he had a system
Said he was the one true and living, said he had a mission
Said we're in a prison
I do a dance from '86, I'm a simple machine
Hammering the myth, pullin' it from the extreme
The only answer sits, sits right in between
She been playin' in my scalp 'bout an hour, it seem
In a place called Now buyin' Flowers and Leaves
Black soap, crack, choke under masonic sword
From where they tax hold two thousand dollar reward
Found on the road, dead, pulling cotton from thorns
Scary hour, heretic, kicks canary
Travel Fox, wouldn't step in blood, wouldn't that flop?
Bend the bitch 180, what she asked for?
I been playin' in her ass more
Hand of God, slept walked from Land of Nod
Heavy lidded, past door front, tabernacle door, seeing everything
Unknown pleasure from the belly sing
My name already ring
My neighbor never a word but always listening
Thin walls, scream a full word, no convincin' them
Akh said he had a vision, said he had a system
Said he was the one true and living, said he had a mission
Said we're in a prison
Said he had a vision, said he had a system
Said he was the one true and living, said he had a mission
Said we're in a prison
Said he had a vision, say he had a system
Said he was the one true and living, said he had a mission
Said we're in a prison, yeah
Medu Neter in a love letter
Dove tears in the inkwell for a dove feather
I make a dovetail when I spread the bills, blood money
Heard blood sells, said it was a gimmick
Sex sells, the Lord said I must replenish
Get out my light, you already in my image
My eyes can meet your twinkle and glisten
Jeremy Scotts on my ankle, in prison
This the flow that got Ponzi scheme written all over it
Seen the ball of black slime, I pump fake a whole
Got infrared, Jesus posted, jumpin' out the prism
Primary colors for prescription
I prefer my bluntin' smothered in addiction (yeah)
Subjugation is the mother of invention
Someone's pain is some other motherfucker's pension
Your daddy was a rich man, stole an invention
Said he had a vision, said he had a mission
Said he was the one true and living
Said he had a system
Said he had a mission (said he had a mission)
Said he had a- (said he had a-)
Said he had a-
Some niggas run when they see niggas runnin'
Some niggas run and see
I'll be the latter
Four thousand years after King James claimed God's great (who, me?)
I said I'm flattered, time hoppin' like Peabody and Sherm
Eyes bleedin' like Giuliani, peaking, felt little concern
My imperfection's impressive, take L's to the chest like Laverne
Used to rock a tar baby perm, Brer Rabbit habit
Moves documented by the coons
And all the gatekeepers walk pageant
Ooh, delicioso, fresh madness, steamin'
Right up out the pot, no seasonin'
Everybody wanna be the next big thing
To pop out Mother Nature's gato breathin'
Spells, chants, incantations, readings
Yeah, nigga, it's all that (all that)
Niggas thought we was writin' raps and we manipulate seasons
That's no cap and all caps at the same time
Our masseur walks the same line
Canonically and sonically, I was in the same mind
Don't need four or five Gs to call shots like a land line
Straight from the spine, handle mine, side-steppin' like it's hammer time
Deep cut so fire that it cauterizes
| en |
5UgkmxdEqJV0WqBVcLmrSG | billy woods | Heavy Water | That's a few centuries
No-no doubt
No-no doubt
Like-like-like
Yeah
Like-like-like it or not
Time to be bold, screamin' in a demon creole
Knowin' that the native is the way to see our people
As if through a peephole at the evils, they try to keep close
Shit is hard but regardless, the gods is given cheat codes
Nod to cheatin' on some people's
That's the fuck the fame with a lust for shame
Now adjust the game, divulge
Nick of time, kick a rhyme, tell 'em we know
Yelling, why y'all tryna trick the hood, whip 'em good, devo
Multi-verse benzino
Rode back on a black Pegasus
Medusa's head in a sack
Senegalese twists snakin' out the bag
I come bearing gifts, rat, fleas, cave bats, black exorcist
Clarence 13x had the white girls sick
Shimmy down the steps with a wink
Yakubian experiments, gain of function in the kitchen sink
The stage plot was a hundred and eight mics and two centrifuges
A hepa filter glove box, brand-new offline computers
Simulation rebooters
New version, I'm gunnin' for light, the void's useless
It's all a stab in the back, et tu Brute-ers
Brutalists blue boys movin', they shootin'
Nothin' new, Google Chrome if confusin'
Welcome home to the truth, big crime proof
It's a ruse, you a feeder without use, throw the deuce
Come and hang with the gang, all time slang
Want a clue, say indelible the crew, fuck are you?
My fight different, tight twisted
Begat a nemesis and flight griffon
Might flip and peggin' a pegasus, I'm a fiend, addiction is diction
Regular reckless, Halloween type of victim that's stickin' eggs in your crevices
Gun him good, 'til understood, that's some gotcha
Quit scrubbin' y'all ass after runnin' the bath with Baphomet
Badness, y'all comin' with plots, settin' up savage shit
I'm Brad Pitt, what's in the box? Givin' em graf, legit
You lunch in a box, maybe don't talk, run, hoof it
I'll make it all stop, eminence front, talk butchers
Good in a crunch, you know this bunch walk crooked
Raised in the waves of a collapsing star cooking
Dead or be quick, I'm on the last clip sweatin'
Front to the flames, back to the black pit, weapon
Steadily aimed, couldn't be tamed, too reckless
You entertain, we bring the game, true bedlam
Toxic Avenger out here gaslightin'
Cadavers shudder with lightnin'
Villagers apathetic so crowd sounds is piped in
The film black and white, who better to play the niggas than white men
Mexican meth in the Old West
The play within the play was G-dep as Macbeth
Ashanti gold on Queen Elizabeth neck
Scarification across both breasts
| en |
0LUAxv5pdgSRPYr3E1mACA | billy woods | Haarlem | Swimmin' in palm oil out here
King of all blacks, I eat human hearts
I let things fall apart, motorcars rustin' in the garage
Granadillas wild in the yard, vines climbin', burglar barred
The roof fell in, on gods it's full of stars
I swam in the dark, sun fled, the moon large
Fire leap from Perry's Black Ark
Slash and burn, the past is never far
Reaching with chopped arms, lopped hands, no spare parts
The band played "Those Were the Days," I watched 'em hang
I ate red red in the stadium stands
From crumbling balustrades, I watched 'em dance
Like drill rappers
You have your price
It's rather high
How high?
Gallows high
They grew fat in famine
Our mortarless fortresses lie abandoned
Alien monoliths still standin', pantin'
Super Ape, put a candle in a skull for a lantern
Light a dutch in Haarlem, Amsterdam, steps of a mansion
Speaking Afrikaans, British accent, I want mine from back when
Thebe said the wind get the ashes in the end, bruv
The gorilla severed every inoculated limb, left 'em with stubs
Ziggurats on the Nile, bought the house and tore it down
All you yesterdays in one neat pile
♪
The will of the state is supreme
Destiny has entrusted in our hands the will of the state
The will of the state is supreme
Destiny has entrusted in our hands the will of the state
The will of the state is supreme
Destiny has entrusted in our hands the will of the state
No pictures, no touchin' the strippers
Don't come around with no glass slippers
Gas lamps, gas masks, rain slickers, glass lens
The unslaved nigga, Moorish bandits
Moorish science entanglement tangents
Get you a pistol if you want your prayers answered
Holding court, the whole breast heavy as gourds, milk rancid
Standin' downwind of the homeless encampment
Find my way home, white man left a lamp lit
The pistol burnin' on this mystical journey
Sold parallel paradise, postcarded visions souvenir
Missile launchin' redemption
Church faculty sniper bullets close to the king
And moshpit Bleeding marksmen
Bloody footprints, ran from crime scene, crooks involved
The carousel ring backwards, exorcism
Possession of the cookie jar
I have reason to believe that a press photographer
Might find his way into your retreat
In spite of all our precautions for your privacy
A foreign journalist, one of the best
I have seen some of his work, the work of a genius
I don't like being photographed!
It would be a most unwarrantable intrusion
| en |
2wqWN5sdVjrGSD0RlaD6Ji | billy woods | Protoevangelium | One thing at a time
One thing at a time
One thing at a time
Life gave me lemonade, I pour in my spirit of choice
The trees weapons grade, it's not that I'm 'noid
UN inspectors upstairs, I'm tryin' not to make a noise
Wave one hand like, "All that gotta get destroyed"
I see how your man move all him raps is null and void
Disregarded
The game thick with con artists and hucksters
Flip a cardboard box, three-card monte social justice
That's a no for me beloved and the rhymes are mostly rubbish
I get it
Tryna pay the rent, but that's not black empowerment
That's you tryna pay the rent
Niggas got a lot of nerve, I'll give 'em that
But I don't believe a word, I see through the act
I see how you tryna switch up the past
Before you come for me brother, make sure you stop for gas
Who that cap fits
Let them wear it
Check it out (yeah)
Now there's a bomb at the end of this fuse
And now we bringin' it to you live, Ghetto Network News
Live if you wanna live
Now you get what you want, do you want more?
Now you get what you want, does you want more?
♪
I came to the end or at least my finish, and they said three wishes (three wishes)
It was dark, but I could see a fire in the distance
See parables of three in every other inference, thinkin'
That night in Chinatown we got in the party, I still don't know how
Smokin' cigars across from Dr J, mine was full of haze
Everything was free, one spoke English, the other Portuguese
Bed had a canopy, blood-red lips and a gap in her teeth
Oh, the things we shoulda did
Give me a Thanksgiving while we all still lived
Auntie Carmen's cornbread, I cooked the bird, carved the pig
Renell said bow our heads and Auntie Umi winked
I listened to them talk while I'm washin' dishes at the sink
My sister dryin'
That night Umi was cryin' so quiet, let me hug her this time "I'm so tired"
And for the last I paused, lookin' back at the road I walked
They said come now, it's one more
| en |
7iqmzZ08em6wHcgllMG7aT | billy woods | Swampwater | Recently, I was up in Colorado (if there's a deep in here calling)
And I was standing upon a mountain (there has to be a deep to respond to that call)
Tell your boy I only want the crippy with the red hairs
Same one from when Giuliani was mayor, the science is clear
Words chosen more carefully when the threat of violence in the air
Don't wait 'til it's too late, come round to the fact you is a square (me too)
Just tryna eat, I don't wanna see how the beef prepared
In their pens, the sheep is scared
Penitentiary blues if the opps run your tier, one tear
40 hours a week plus the commute, it's really no time for fear
Maybe here and there, over your grave, a goose change gears
The science is weird
Mayans never counted to here, dying sun glare through thin atmosphere
Windshield smeared, AC blasting old air
Standstill traffic, human landfills dot the landscape, ravaged
Trousers on the ape, but he still savage
Wowzers on the taste, I went right back, copped the whole package
Your man's not great, but I do chuckle at the ad-libs
Life is short, who am I to judge how you terror manage?
No three line on the court and my kicks is canvas
To put it on Al's speakers' the only reason I flew to Los Angeles
Chengdu taste, crosstown, midday, I defy the establishment
| en |
6ukWjcrWYoiboJb70BZqkl | billy woods | Pollo Rico | Almighty God, who created heavens and earth
I ask now that every demon power in this building will be broke
Lord, weak, but we're not defeated!
This thing was broke from the jump
No point going back and forth over who did what
My character arc: Rolling Loud to Shakespeare in the Park
You get stabbed, stagger off in the dark
I'm waiting in the wings, understudied every part
I lied 'cause I loved her, I never crossed my heart
Showed my face, but left right when it started to start
A man apart, drink alone, packed bar
A stack'll turn a stan to your man at arms
A little gas, crash dummies flying out the cars
Hospital vending machine, D2 is the Cheetos
New Year's Eve, I snuck in the Clicquot
Pollo Rico, yuca fries
Louis XIV in a vape, you hit it twice (The Finest)
I hope it's nothing but hoes in paradise
Hospital vending machine, D2 is the Cheetos
New Year's Eve, I snuck in the Clicquot
Pollo Rico, yuca fries
Louis XIV in a vape, you hit it twice (The Finest)
I hope it's nothing but hoes in paradise
When the revolution was over, they gave 'em half what they promised
Let's be honest
And the ones who bust they guns went home to tin cups of tea
That same plate of porridge (let's be honest)
Wake up thinking 'bout the ones they left in the forest
It's no church in the wild
My uncle told me they can't bury that many bodies
They burned 'em in piles
It was dark, I could see his teeth, it wasn't a smile
Fire in the hearth, fire in tipped bottle
Long slip, sharp hiss, eyes sunk in they hollows
My heart used to sing, crossing the old Goethals
Money for the plug, Megabus apostles looking for the love
You don't gotta open it up, I got wide nostrils
Woolly hair, feet made of brass
Ghost over Teddy Pendergrass if I see the devil moving fast
Send lookin'-ass niggas through the looking glass
Hospital vending machine, D2 is the Cheetos
New Year's Eve, I snuck in the Clicquot
Pollo Rico, yuca fries
Louis XIV in a vape, you hit it twice (The Finest)
I hope it's nothing but love in paradise
Hospital vending machine, D2 is the Cheetos
New Year's Eve, I snuck in the Clicquot
Pollo Rico, yuca fries
Louis XIV in a vape, you hit it twice (The Finest)
I hope it's nothing but love in paradise
| en |
22cOJhCPUnuD9XgKQ1QEVm | billy woods | Wharves | Waves on wharves, war washed the poor
Never broke again, what he said on the farm
Next day they was gone
Back by nightfall, they swung in the maw
Hung by daylight, the day was long
Sweep water out with the dipper
Salt in the mouth of a river
Mangrove thickets, man's soul was broken mirrors
False witness, wolf tickets
Nowadays scavengers come before the wolf's finished
Teeth bare, bristlin', they not scared, somethin' different
The huts was empty, coal still warm in the kitchen
Cannibal tours, they came on all fours
Waterborne, eyes like Jaws
Bones litter the beach, gnawed
Cracked meat out the beast's claws
Cannibal tours, they came on all fours
Waterborne, eyes like Jaws
Bones litter the beach, gnawed
Cracked meat right out the beast's claws
Drums in the hills like sunset
The gun turret swing right to left
African Queen on the ships deck
Shipwrecked Europeans swimmin' with the virus
Shot out like God's semen
"Fuck the world" Pac's screamin'
Crack missions for the heathens
Boats listing from the stealings
Smoke drifting from holes in the ceilings
The swollen chiefs sit, bickering while the meat crisp
The chiefs eat children, the grease drip, the meat rich
Down here it's just a muddy creek, bend and twist, the braai hiss
The fat run in rivulets, the fire spit
Cannibal tours, they came on all fours
Waterborne, eyes like Jaws
Bones litter the beach, gnawed
Cracked meat out the beast's claws
Cannibal tours, they came on all fours
Waterborne, eyes like Jaws
Bones litter the beach, gnawed
Cracked meat right out the beast's claws
♪
Government, provided that all foreign
Troops were withdrawn from the country
Ja, ja, eine deutsche Kolonie. Ja?
Ja, eine deutsche Kolonie. Ja. Ja, damals Kaiser Wilhelm der Zwo
Where have they killed him?
Wir stehen nunmehr vor den Überresten eines Hauses in dem, äh
Früher, äh, Kannibalismus durch
| en |
5yd0NXFFEXKD4v8eI4kfkH | billy woods | Western Education is Forbidden | My advice, don't stop rhymin', UPS not hirin'
And this ain't the glory days, you can't get consignment
It's Top Ramen, it's Boko Haram
It's non-violence in Afrikaans
That's three round burst firin'
It's Miriam Mekeba openin' for Paul Simon
Rufaro stadium, pull up in the blue Renault
All the ministers have Mercedes, or the new Peugeot
That's when you kinda know, it's that kinda show
They the type, hit your blunt, just let the run go
I'd rather come through your front door (like so)
Shorty can't eat no book, what I told Ta-Nehesi Coates
The room was thick with smoke
CD changer had a remote, remote battery low
I laugh, 'cause sadly you think it's a joke
♪
Told my children Western education is forbidden
Might as well sell what's left of your Ritalin
No loose ends, took an acetylene torch to the filaments
Told my children Western education is forbidden
Might as well sell what's left of your Ritalin
No loose ends, took an acetylene torch to the filaments
Lines like Aikman in '95, whole team high
Plot twist, told Leon, "Let me drive"
Took my sweet time, the scenic route
The leaf, kaffir lime
Hit police with crisp hand signals, then the peace sign
Wood burnin', we don't slice up this type of pie
Gears turnin'
certain e'rything I learned in community college was a lie
Called him, the call's comin' from inside
Farenheit was set in '99, but it wasn't fire this time
The touch screen cold, glow, shine
Couldn't read a book if I tried
A failure of imagination, they say the treatment outpatient
E'rything outdated the day it come out
Hurtlin' down, the ground racin'
Release and stand
Or I'll let you flex
All these games are fruitless
You can tame me, you can tame me
But you'll never take my name
You can tame me, you can tame me
But you're just mining for my pain
♪
Started light but they scarred and wifed
Oh freedom, oh freedom
The forceps or the grave
Oh freedom, oh freedom
Who's watchin' anyway
| en |
Subsets and Splits
No saved queries yet
Save your SQL queries to embed, download, and access them later. Queries will appear here once saved.