Jadakiss Told Naomi Asaka He Wants A Collaboration With Cordae

Jada Kiss says he wants to collaborate with Cordae.

Could a generation-crossover hip-hop track be in the cards for Cordae and Jadakiss? While there is no solid answer to that question just yet, Jada seized the opportunity to put his wishes out there when he ran into tennis superstar and Cordae’s current girlfriend Naomi Osaka recently. As he exited the building, the seasoned rapper showered Osaka with compliments and asked her to pass on a message for him.

“You’re incredible. I love you,” Jadakiss told Naomi. “Let Cordae know that he gotta get one with Kiss for my bucket list,” he added. The tennis star smiled at the rapper and thanked him for his compliment but made no promises to deliver his request. Of course, by now, the video clip that was shared by DJ Akademiks and has been making the rounds online has a greater chance of being seen by Cordae firsthand, allowing him to respond if he is so inclined.

Cordae is having an incredible run as a young artist in his early career. The former YBN rapper has notably gained recognition from some of the most famous rap veterans still in the game, including Eminem and Lil Wayne. His freshman studio album Lost Boy was released by Atlantic Records and Art@War in 2019 and was nominated for the Grammy Award for Best Rap Album.

It also spawned his hit song “Bad Idea,” which was nominated for Best Rap Song. Later in 2020, the rapper earned his first No. 1 hit with “Gifted” featuring Roddy Ricch, and the following year he made his TV show debut in The CW network’s TV drama All American.

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Though the interaction between Jadakiss and Naomi Osaka was kept short, it was enough to get fans buzzing online about the possible collaboration between the two Grammy-nominated rappers. Cordae has mentioned on a few occasions that he can be instrumental in bridging the generational gap in old and new school hip-hop due to his understanding of both and his musical background. Already Cordae has collaborated with the likes of Nas, Eminem, Busta Rhymes, and more. Could Jadakiss be next on that list?

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McFly – Room On The Third Floor Lyrics

Room on the third floor
Not what we asked for
I’m not tired enough to sleep
One bed is broken,
Next room is smoking,
Air conditioning’s stuck on heat.
Outside it’s raining,
Hear the guest upstairs complaining bout the room that’s got the TV too loud,
‘Cos its times like these remind me
That I gotta keep my feet on the ground

Wake up early
Round 7:30
Housekeeping knocking on my door
Do not disturb sign
The back of her mind
I must’ve left it on the floor
(Yeah)

My eyes are hurting
The cheap nylon curtains
Let the sunlight creep in through from the clouds

Cos at times like these remind me
That I gotta keep my feet on the ground

Na na na na
Na na na naaaa
Na na na na
Na na na naaa

‘Cos its times like these remind me
‘Cos its times like these remind me
‘Cos its times like these remind me
That I gotta keep my feet on the ground

Na na na na
Na na na naaa
Na na na na
Na na na naaa

‘Cos its times like these remind me
(Times like these remind me)
‘Cos its times like these remind me
(Times like these remind me)
Cos its times like these remind me
That I gotta keep my feet on the ground

Roger Waters – Is This The Life We Really Want? Lyrics

So, as an example, you’re CNN
I mean it’s story, after story, after story is bad
I won, I won
And the other thing, chaos, there’s zero chaos
We are running, this is a fine-tuned mach

The goose has gotten fat
On caviar in fancy bars
And subprime loans
And broken homes
Is this the life, the holy grail?
It’s not enough that we succeed
We still need others to fail

Fear, fear drives the mills of modern man
Fear keeps us all in line
Fear of all those foreigners
Fear of all their crimes
Is this the life we really want? (want, want, want, want)
It surely must be so
For this is a democracy and what we all say goes

And every time a student is run over by a tank
And every time a pirate’s dog is forced to walk the plank
Every time a Russian bride is advertised for sale
And every time a journalist is left to rot in jail
Every time a young girl’s life is casually spent
And every time a nincompoop becomes the president
Every time somebody dies reaching for their keys

And every time that Greenland falls in the f*cking sea is because
All of us, the blacks and whites
Chicanos, Asians, every type of ethnic group
Even folks from Guadeloupe, the old, the young
Toothless hags, super models, actors, fags, bleeding hearts
Football stars, men in bars, washerwomen, tailors, tarts
Grandmas, grandpas, uncles, aunts
Friends, relations, homeless tramps
Clerics, truckers, cleaning ladies
Ants, maybe not ants
Why not ants?
Well because it’s true
The ants don’t have enough IQ to differentiate between
The pain that other people feel
And well, for instance, cutting leaves
Or crawling across windowsills in search of open treacle tins
So, like the ants, are we just dumb?
Is that why we don’t feel or see?
Or are we all just numbed out on reality TV?

So, every time the curtain falls
Every time the curtain falls on some forgotten life
It is because we all stood by, silent and indifferent
It’s normal

Baby Keem & Kendrick Lamar – ​range brothers Lyrics

[Part I]

[Verse: Baby Keem]
Bad bitch, pardon me, I say, “What’s up?”
Educated, so I put her in the cut
I need a girlfriend, I need a girlfriend
Two hoes and I think I did too much
I got two phones and I don’t know who to trust
I need a girlfriend, I need a girlfriend
Bet that girlfriend lonely, introduce her to my humor
It’s a lot of bitches that they sent home in their Uber
Uh, high-profile niggas in my circle dodgin’ rumors
I been tucked away dodgin’ bless, duckin’ maneuvers

[Part II]

[Chorus: Baby Keem]
Huh? Okay, you say you not ready
Okay, okay, comin’ in heavy
Okay, they ain’t in shape, I’m petty, okay, okay
Okay, y’all be on E, un-leady
Okay, okay, hold the confetti
Okay, okay, you say you not ready

[Post-Chorus: Baby Keem]
They wanna bite the hand that try to feed them prudes
You cannot hidе behind the shades, I see right through it
You ain’t stand up on your word, thеn you’s a fool
They’re not, chea, they’re not, chea, they’re not bool

[Verse 1: Baby Keem]
I be wanna see me whole gang on TV, pg my Rollie
Turnin’ out tops and the tall bitches, that remind me of the old days
Sneakin’ in hoes with the backstage pass
What they all in, huh, for the poet? Huh?
I’m a young poetin’ nigga, I just go at it, nigga
I’m a whore at it, nigga
You could ask my mama, we poetic, nigga
I was raised in the projects, we could go at it, nigga
I can’t waste no time on a co-edded, nigga
Bro-code, me an’ Dad count through seven figures
Raised around bottles and dope fiends
On a high since the day I turned sixteen
747, I’m starin’ at plane wings
Prayin’ the Lord’s seen, Grandma prayin’ for me (Ayy)

[Chorus: Baby Keem]
Huh? Okay, you say you not ready
Okay, okay, comin’ in heavy
Okay, they ain’t in shape, I’m petty, okay, okay
Okay, y’all be on E, un-leady
Okay, okay, hold the confetti
Okay, okay, just say you not ready

[Post-Chorus: Baby Keem]
They wanna bite the hand that try to feed them prudes
You cannot hide behind the shades, I see right through it
You ain’t stand up on your word, then you’s a fool
They’re not, chea, they’re not, chea, they’re not bool

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar & Baby Keem]
Everybody wanna be great but the work don’t relate him to life
Be mistakin’ the truth, nigga
I remember bankin’ with Chase, like four-hundred K
Starin’ at it, I don’t know what to do, nigga
Now I look at money like a resource
Every contract gotta put my kid’s family in school
Health and wealth, goin’ deep for it, do right for my next life
And he get some too
I remember roaches, momma lost focus
I was at home, no lights, no food
Heard that the joke is, “Hykeem broken”
Head to the ground when I walk in school
Goin’ through the motions, mad impulsive
Granny, I won’t abide by the rules
I shall reside with advisers to boom
Fuck that, booman, let me get some too
Life ain’t always about your name in they mouth
And the cars and the clothes and the jewels (Jewels, oh)
Every lil’ bitch that’s born looking like soft porn
Only meant for your ego to bruise (Bruise, oh)
Bet when the hoes get bored and the points ain’t score
You gone live in this world confused (‘Fused, woo)
Every day the hate restored and the faith get short
Fuck that, let me get some too
Nigga, my livelihood was understood
That the roof I’m in not bool
Nigga, the shoes I fill are huge
Keem, wanna share that ho? Bro move
Nigga wanna fake sneak diss
‘Cause I fucked his bitch in a black hatchback
I front in the pics when the heart don’t match
Take care of the kids, gotta go where they at, ayy

[Part III]

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Hold on, let’s get this shit, let’s get this shit
Let’s get this shit, let’s, hmm
Top of the mornin’, top of the mornin’, top of the mornin’
Top of the mornin’, top of the mornin’
Top of the mornin’, top of the mornin’
Hold on, let’s get this shit, let’s get this shit
Let’s get this shit, let’s, hmm (Like what these niggas on, like?)

[Verse: Baby Keem & Kendrick Lamar]
Ain’t shit changed, still fuckin’ and rappin’
Two bad bitches here, Cartier glasses, huh
Her friend got pornography habits (Give me that bitch, but, sir)
Rollie gang, Rollie gang, Rollie gang (pgLang, fool)
Hundred thousand on her, she know she gang (She’s hot)
Rover gang, Rover gang, Rover gang (Rover gang)
Range brothers out the roof, we’re not the Wayans (We’re not the Wayans)
Bitch, I hate to tell the truth, we’re not the same (He’s Baby Keem)
I’m with my Rover brother and we’re runnin’ game (A Range Rover)
Whippin’ rubber bands on the meatloaf
Overseas, tidy up for me ‘fore I get home
Take one, take two, take three, heave it
Stop hidin’ comments under your sleeve, nigga, believe it
Why your boyfriend keep on lookin’ for me, is he Jesus?

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Let’s get this shit, let’s get this shit
Let’s get this shit, let’s, hmm
Top of the mornin’, top of the mornin’, top of the mornin’
Top of the mornin’, top of the mornin’
Top of the mornin’, top of the mornin’
Hold on, let’s get this shit, let’s get this shit
Let’s get this shit, let’s, hmm

Rod Wave – Already Won Lyrics (feat. Lil Durk)

[Intro: Rod Wave]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, woah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah (Will A Fool), uh

[Verse 1: Rod Wave]
My ex had told my my cousin I’m a superstar
‘Cause all around the world they know who we are
Running behind that money got me missing my bed
Chasing after that paper, I’ll sleep when I’m dead
Back to back doing shows, I caught a jet to that bag
Just in case it get rainy when I check the forecast
I put the money in the floor ’cause I’m too scared to go back
It took an hour and a half to count a million in cash
Tell me why she blowing up my cellular
Gotta see if I can fit you in my schedule
You should’ve listened when I told you I wasn’t regular
‘Cause now I’m gone, we cross thе globe with all this flexing stuff
Hopping on and off jets and stuff

[Chorus: Rod Wave]
Phonе ring on the way to the show
Sister called me, said she heard me on the radio, uh
Auntie called me, say she saw me on the TV screen
She’s proud of me and happy that I’m chasing dreams
Even at your best
Never knew it’d come to this
You know often, I get so lost in my thoughts just thinking ’bout losses
And I remember where I come from, I already won
Already won, already won
You already won, yeah, yeah, you already won
[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
I’m not a regular-degular, she telling my business, you niggas be letting her
I just be telling her love me, just give me some time, fit me in your schedule

I wanna spoil you, I wanna wife you, I want you to keep being sexual
All of these bitches be on me in videos, I keep it professional
I’m on the road for a minute, some cities ain’t got no service
You know you already won, deep talks, you ain’t gotta be nervous
I text you late on the e-way, I found myself keep swervin’
I found myself off Perkys, I found myself keep purgin’
(For sure, for sure) Do I love you?
(For sure, for sure) Am I for you?
(For sure, for sure) She want for sure (For sure)
I hold in shit that hurt me bad so you won’t think I’m weak
I stay up late to think ’bout us, she think I’m sleep

[Chorus: Rod Wave]
Phone ring on the way to the show
Sister called me, said she heard me on the radio, uh
Auntie called me, say she saw me on the TV screen
She’s proud of me and happy that I’m chasing dreams
Even at your best
Never knew it’d come to this
You know often, I get so lost in my thoughts just thinking ’bout losses
And I remember where I come from, I already won
(I can’t really look at this shit halfway empty when it’s halfway full)
Already won, already won (I take everything that come with this life)
You already won, yeah, yeah, you already won (For sure, already won)
[Outro]
Already won
Already won, already won
Yeah

Elle Varner – Number One Song Lyrics

Tick-tock and my brain won’t stop
It’s like, twenty-four-seven on my mantel clock
When I’m walkin’ the street, when I’m at my job
When I’m in the gym, when I’m in my car
While I’m out with my friends, when I take out the trash
When I’m makin’ my bread, is it takin’ a class?
When I’m watchin’ a show on a TV screen
There’s always somethin’ there to remind me

And though I try to keep it secret
Clearly everyone can see that

I probably think about you all day long
Stuck in my head like a number-one song
Stuck in my dreams, it’s a nightmare sometimes
I’ll probably think of you the rest of my life
I think about you when the sun goes down
Over again like a merry-go-round
Stuck in my heart like a knife through my chest
Gonna think of you ’til you say yes

‘Til you say yes, ’til you say yes
I’ll probably think of you

All night, ’til the break of dawn
First I stare at the floor, then I stare at my phone
Then I check, double-check if you gave me a call
When I know good and well that you haven’t at all
And I don’t care if I’m losin’ my mind
The way I see, I got nothin’ but time
I got nothin’ to lose but all of my pride
I’m hidin’ the pain in the back of my smile

Though I try to keep it secret
Clearly everyone can see that

I probably think about you all day long
Stuck in my head like a number-one song
Stuck in my dreams, it’s a nightmare sometimes
I’ll probably think of you the rest of my life
I think about you when the sun goes down
Over again like a merry-go-round
Stuck in my heart like a knife through my chest
Gonna think of you ’til you say yes

‘Til you say yes, ’til you say yes, whoa

I’ll probably think of you, mm

Yeah, I don’t wanna miss this chance
To put my love in your hands
I just need a moonlit plan
For you to know what I mean
‘Cause you don’t ever see my signs
Always read between the lines
Got me goin’ outta my mind

Whoa-oh
(I think about you, ooh, I think about you)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, ooh, number one song
(I think about you, ooh, I think about you)
Ooh, I’m goin’ outta my mind
(I think about you, ooh, I think about you)
I’m thinkin’ about you
(I think about you, ooh, I think about you)
Think about you
(I think about you, ooh, I think about you)
I’m thinkin’ about you
(I think about you, ooh, I think about you)
Like a number one song
(I think about you, ooh, I think about you)

I probably think about you all day long
Stuck in my head like a number-one song
Stuck in my dreams, it’s a nightmare sometimes (Sometimes)
I’ll probably think of you the rest of my life
I think about you when the sun goes down (Goes down)
Over again like a merry-go-round
Stuck in my heart like a knife through my chest (My chest)
Gonna think of you ’til you say yes

‘Til you say yes, ’til you say yes
Whoa-oh, oh

I think about, I think about
(I think about you, ooh, I think about you)
(I think about you, ooh, I think about you)
Yeah, baby, I think about you
(I think about you, ooh, I think about you)
(I think about you, ooh, I think about you)
(I think about you, ooh, I think about you)
(I think about you, ooh, I think about you)
(I think about you, ooh, I think about you)
(I think about you, ooh, I think about you)

Recording Academy to use inclusion rider for 2022 Grammys

Recording Academy to use inclusion rider for 2022 Grammys
The details of the rider will be released to the public this fall.

By Sajae Elder

August 04, 2021

Gabriel Bouys/AFP via Getty Images.

 

The Recording Academy announced today that the production of its next awards show will come with an inclusion rider, in an effort to ensure equity and diversity in future ceremonies. As part of their #ChangeMusic initiative, the rider was created in partnership with Color of Change released to the public on September 16.

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Typically used in the film and TV industries to make sure the cast and crew are diverse, The rider will call for the Recording Academy to “recruit, audition, interview, and hire on-stage and off-stage people who have been historically and systematically excluded from the industry,” according to a press release.

“We’re honored to work alongside Color of Change and the Inclusion Rider’s esteemed co-authors as we take this monumental step to ensure equitable industry standards that support a more diverse and inclusive music community,” said Recording Academy CEO Harvey Mason Jr. “As the Academy continues its transformational journey, diversifying our industry is at the core of every decision we make. We’re dedicated to fostering an environment of inclusion industry-wide and hope that our efforts set an example for our peers in the music community.”

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Earlier this year, The Weeknd vowed to boycott the awards going forward, claiming corruption after his 2020 album After Hours was snubbed. “Because of the secret committees, I will no longer allow my label to submit my music to the Grammys,” he said in an interview with The New York Times at the time. The academy says it has since dropped the anonymous committees.

Travis Scott signs movie production deal with A24, teases Utopia film

Travis Scott signs movie production deal with A24, teases Utopia film
A film titled after his forthcoming album is on the way.

By Jordan Darville

August 02, 2021

Travis Scott. Photo via Epic Records.

 

McDonald’s, Reese’s Puffs, Nike, Nerf, Fortnite — Travis Scott is no stranger to attaching himself with brands for lucrative collaborations. On Monday, Variety announced yet another Scott collaboration, this time with independent film/TV company A24. Scott’s company Cactus Jack and A24 have signed a production deal for a series of films, including one that shares a title with Scott’s upcoming album Utopia.

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A24’s Twitter account teased the Utopia film, tweeting out a picture of a film script bearing Scott’s name. The title is partially redacted, but appears to Utopia, the name of Scott’s forthcoming album.

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— A24 (@A24) August 2, 2021

A24 is the company behind acclaimed films such as Hereditary, Moonlight, Uncut Gems and The Florida Project, and has produced the TV series Ramy, Euphoria and Ziwe.

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How producer Knxwledge sets the mood on HBO’s PAUSE with Sam Jay

How producer Knxwledge sets the mood on HBO’s PAUSE with Sam Jay
“There’s a different feel about every 2 minutes with this show. I had to keep it groovy.”

By The FADER

June 21, 2021

Knxwledge. by Theo Jemison.

 

A beat tape mainstay since the late aughts, Knxwledge has built an almost cult-like fanbase not only wiith his own releases, but working with artists like Kendrick Lamar, Griselda’s Westside Gunn, and alongside Anderson. Paak as the producing half of NxWorries. The producer is known for dropping new music at an almost breakneck pace, mainly on Bandcamp, including last year’s 1988 and mixtapes like WT_PRT15 along with dozens of others. With over 100 projects under his belt, it’s almost surprising that his production—often sample-heavy, slow-grooving, mood-setting vibes—hasn’t found its way into the film and TV realm more often.

Today, his music finds anoher home on HBO’s latest comedy series PAUSE with Sam Jay, setting the tone for the laid-back show. The FADER caught up with producer Knxwledge to find out how he connected with comedian Sam Jay, and how his work fits into the dynamic of the show.

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The FADER: You’ve had music on TV shows like Insecure before, but how different was the experience of scoring from working on your own music?

I think Issa was just a fan of Nxwrries and picked that joint. [With PAUSE], this time was a lot different. Even though I wasn’t on set with them, I was able to get a feel for everything just lining up the episodes in my DAW and feeling things out. Shoutout Ableton Live. I definitely need to hit them up and let them know it’s a movie/show DAW now.

How was your approach to scoring the show different from how you approach creating an album or EP?

The process was very different. For this, I’m able to pull things from a large catalog of loops, tracks, and feels from over the years. Blessed to be able to have such a catalog.

Did Sam Jay give you any guidance about creating the score or did she kind of trust you to just bring what you already do into the fold?

Not at all! We respected each other for our work and then just got to it. It’s a blessing of an opportunity. I have to thank Sam, Zack, and HBO for that one. Y’all know where to look for the steady heat.

What kind of mood did you want to create with each episode?

Each episode has a different feeling. There’s a different feel about every 2 minutes with this show. So many great conversations, some of which don’t get discussed often. I had to keep it groovy.

PAUSE with Sam Jay airs on HBO Fridays at 9, and streams on HBO Max.

Nothing,nowhere. – Blood Lyrics (feat. KennyHoopla & JUDGE)

[Verse 1: nothing,nowhere.]
Razors on the dashboard
Sneaking in the backdoor
Don't wanna, but I can't stop
Maybe I will when I get caught, yeah
Blood on the seats now
Speeding, going downtown
Now I'm on the TV
And I want you to see me

[Pre-Chorus: nothing,nowhere.]
I know, I know, I know I need to stop
I know I need to stop (I know I need to stop)

[Chorus: nothing,nowhere.]
I know, I know, I know I need to stop
But I cannot, 'cause baby, you're my drug
And now I'm stuck, now I've got your blood on my hands
Blood on my hands
I know, I know, I know I need to stop
But I cannot, 'cause baby, you're my drug
And now I'm stuck, now I've got your blood on my hands
Blood on my hands

[Bridge: nothing,nowhere.]
(Now I've got your blood on my hands)
(Blood on my hands)
(Now I've got your blood on my hands)
(Blood on my hands)
[Verse 2: KennyHoopla]
See the city at night, licking your lips
Know exactly what you want, just how you wanna get it

I was staring in this mirror since the clock hit ten
Loose lips sink ships, so your smile locked in
This is something you can't sleep off
My love was with a Molotov
Pierce my skin, prove I'm not gone
I know we all somewhere

[Pre-Chorus: nothing,nowhere. & KennyHoopla]
I know, I know, I know I need to stop
I know I need to stop (This is something you can't sleep off)

[Chorus: nothing,nowhere.]
I know, I know, I know I need to stop
But I cannot, 'cause baby, you're my drug
And now I'm stuck, now I've got your blood on my hands
Blood on my hands
I know, I know, I know I need to stop
But I cannot, 'cause baby, you're my drug
And now I'm stuck, now I've got your blood on my hands
Blood on my hands

[Outro: nothing,nowhere.]
I know, I know, I know I need to stop
But I cannot, 'cause baby, you're my drug
And now I'm stuck, now I've got your blood on my hands
Blood on my hands

Tabby – Rosegold Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Your energy like TV static
And you’re mad at me when you see me dancing
I’m too old school to align the planets
That’s retrograde, my data ran out
So if you’re trying to reach me, I’m not around, it’s your own
A spoon full of sugar helps that shit go down (That shit go down)
Don’t come at me with same old, same olds (Ohh)
Tables have spun (Ohh)
We both got sprung (Ohh)
Knew we were drunk
Picked our poison (Ohh)
Boy forget what was (Ohh)
I know, my bad
Sorry I can’t

[Hook 1]
Get a hold of myself (Hey)
When you do your damn thing
And you’re well aware
But love actin' innocent
Got your queen robes on
I see everything (See everything)
Rosegold around your neck
Rosegold between your legs
Rosegold
Rosegold
[Verse 2]
Hold up
Did it need to go like this?
I’m just tryna figure out
The moment this all flipped (Hey), yeah
This that photosynthesis
But two can play at that game, pull the cords and then just dip

f*ck around with potions
Baby, I’ll make you a mix
Cassette to take with you the closer you get to that trip
You bound to take like Ye with Kim, that motorcycle shift
Akira, that motorcycle shift

[Hook 2]
Get a hold of yourself
When you’re in your damn head
And you’re well aware
But love actin' innocent (Actin' innocent)
Got your king robes on (King robes on)
They see everything
Rosegold around her neck
Nothing between your legs, ooh
Rosegold
Ooh, rosegold
Ooh, rosegold
Rosegold
Ahhh
[Outro]
Rosegold only thing that we wearin'
Rosegold only thing that we wearin'
Rosegold only thing that we wearin'
Rosegold only thing that we wearin' (Hey)
Baby, rosegold only thing that we wearin'
Rosegold only thing that we, that we
Rosegold only thing that we wearin'
Rosegold

Grouplove – Deadline Lyrics

Lying on the pavement
I'm looking at my old house
I'm thinking 'bout my basement
And how I got all burned out

All my life
All my life
All my life lost
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm a lost cause
You got me always thinking about

Everybody's got a place they like to go
I'll never never never make it on my own
I get the feeling that you wanna lose control
And you know that I'll go there with you
Everybody's got a place they like to hide

I think I lost my teeth down the street come marry me
I'm gonna smash my face in the cake and cеlebrate

I'm turning off the TV
Wish I had a bеdtime
God I miss my family
Living on a deadline
All my life
All my life
All my life lost
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm a lost cause
You got me always thinking about

Everybody's got a place they like to go
I'll never never never make it on my own
I get the feeling that you wanna lose control
And you know that I'll go there with you

Everybody's got a place they like to hide
I think I lost my teeth down the street come marry me
I'm gonna smash my face in the cake and celebrate

Taste that medicine
Tell me what we do again
Cause I've been searching my soul
It's feeling like it's only getting colder and colder within
I'm trying to find my way back to where I begin

All my life
All my life
All my life lost I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
A lost cause
Everybody's got a place they like to go
I'll never never never make it on my own
I get the feeling that you wanna lose control
And you know that I'll go there with you
Everybody's got a place they like to go
I'll never never never make it on my own
I get the feeling that you wanna lose control
And you know that I'll go there with you
Everybody's got a place they like to hide

I think I lost my teeth down the street come marry me
I'm gonna smash my face in the cake and celebrate

Akir – The Initiation Lyrics

Yo what you got for me man?
Yeah I got that red, black and green for you baby
C’mon c’mon c’mon, give it to me, I need it now
Got that good shit
C’mon, I need somethin now
Make you really right
Oooooooooooh~!

[Abiodun Oyewole:]
We were strung out, on revolution
Filled up the syringe with Mao and Marx and Malcolm and Finot
And OD’d, on the possibility of change
We could knock you out with our afros
Stop bullets with our dashikis
Beep beep, bang bang, ungawa, black powerrr
A change is comin, and nothin could stop it
We got hiiiiiiiiigh on blackness
Held our black fists up, and told the devil to suck
And made a commitment to disrupt the world
Kill a cop a day, give white girls no play
Make America pay for all her wicked ways

The shit was on, then it was gone
Just like an episode on TV
It got cancelled, and there was nothing to see
Panthers were turned into little p*ssycats
Revolution was commercialized, and had nothing to do with black
Crossovers in music, in clothes, in styles and sex
Became the norm, for what was comin next
But we never stopped makin babies
They came out breathin the vapors, of an aborted revolution
And all the failed capers, and the few who were escapers became stories
Some of us wanted to forget
So the sons of guns and the daughters of black order
Hopped into what was hip
And skipped over the scattered remains
Of a would-be revolution, turned into a game

Yeah, this is our legacy
Ha~!

Tom Jones – Pop Star Lyrics

Yes, I’m gonna be a popstar
Yes, I’m gonna be a popstar, now
Yes, I’m gonna be a popstar
Whoa, momma, momma see me
Momma, momma, see me, I’m a popstar

Yes, I’m going on the TV
Yes, I’m going on the TV, now
Yes, I’m going on the TV
Whoa, momma, momma see me
Momma, momma, see me, on the TV

Momma see me

Yes, I’m going on my first gig
Yes, I’m going on my first gig
Yes, I’m going on my first gig
Whoa, momma, momma see me

Momma, momma, see me, on my first gig

Well, I’m going to the cold bank
Yes, I’m going to the cold bank
Yes, I’m going to the cold bank
Whoa, momma, momma see me
Momma, momma, see me, at the cold bank

Momma see me

Oh well, I’m coming, coming home now
Yes, I’m coming, coming home now
Yes, I’m coming, coming home now
Whoa, momma, momma see me
Momma, momma, see me, I’m home

Darlingside – Rodeo Lyrics

This is my first rodeo
I'm holding on tight to the rope
Don't know which way this will go

An aisle at the convenience store
Shoelace gray lottery floor
It feels like I've been here before
The clerk is a man behind glass
Behind his eyes is the past
Behind him the local news broadcast

There are only two ways you can go
Away from or back to your home
So I picture a gigantic road
Where everyone walks to the sun oh

This is my first rodeo
I'm holding on tight to the rope
Don't know which way this will go

Hoping on breakfast downstairs
My mom and my brother are there
Cinnamon toast in the air
The dogs are out back in the snow
TV, the clock radio
Everything talks in its home
As the months are zoomed too far in

These pages are pages I've read
And the places are places I've been
Oh

And today is the same as the rest
But sure it's shaped nonetheless
So I stand up and drop off my plate
Push out the door to the front gate

An aisle on a bus out of town
I feel my feet moving me down
The bus lifting up off the ground
Then the thoughts come and go for awhile
The parking lot fades into sight
The path to the beach in the streetlight

The door pulls the bus driver's hand
The curb pushes up to the sand
I step into an alien land
Oh

Where the sand brush and snow dunes descend
And ice water ocean begins
And I think I can see to the end
The winging the light in the wind

Mund De Carlo – Hverdagens Helt Lyrics

[Vers 1: Mund De Carlo]
Svæver ned af gaden med min usynlige kappe
Bare lige for at tjekke hvordan bylivet har det
Herre essentielt som hverdagens helt
At jeg er ude hvor det sker, for det kunne være jeg kunne hjælpe
Jeg er ekspert på mit felt, har en liter med i lommen
Til din kaffe hvis der ikke er mere mælk, risikerer alt
Sætter foden ind foran din cykel hvis den er ved at falde
Tænder begge TV hvis Zulu har for lave seertal, giver en balle
Af lyst, ikke fordi nogen siger det det jeg skal a-a
Evnen til at sige ”du har tabt dig” til både modeller og fugleskræmsler
Det er sådan noget man kan når man har superkræfter
Tips der skal gives i din lokale Lidl for at vise dig hvilke ris
Der har den bedste kilopris
Og ser jeg en frostvare ved sæbe og vask
Går jeg helt ned til køleboksen og lægger den på plads – som en helt

[Omkvæd]
Jeg kan ikke flyve ligesom supermand
Ingen stil over det Matrix move jeg kan
Blottet for masker og gummidragter
Men jeg hjælper med hverdagens små mirakler – som en helt
Jeg kan ikke heale ligesom Wolverine
Min måde at redde pigen på er rimelig ustabil
Kan ikke stoppe tiden og spå din tanker
Men jeg hjælper med hverdagens små mirakler – som en helt
Yaaaahh – Som en helt – Yaaaaah

[Vers 2: Mund De Carlo]
Der mange forvirrede turister herhjemme
Men så trumfer mit magic-vision igennem
Og viser dem præcist hvor de skal tage hen
Når du hilser husker jeg altid at hilse igen
Der ikke noget jeg ikke hjælper med
Lover jeg fortæller det, hvis du går rundt med noget mellem tænderne
Går du på gaden og kommer til at vælte cyklerne

Og du har travlt, så tager jeg skylden for det
Jeg er en helt i forklædning
Er du syg så forvent en sending te og tanker plus en sms om god bedring
Jeg sørger for du holder hovedet oppe
Jeg lader dig tale færdig, og giver dig ret hvis du har brug for det
Og hvis du ikke kan falde i søvn så sover jeg dig
Hvis vi hos dig og jeg skal skide så holder jeg mig
Hvis du bagud med jobbet jeg overarbejder
Får du for lidt, så sig det så boller jeg dig – som en helt

[Omkvæd]

[Vers 3: Mund De Carlo]
Jeg er en af de gode
Alle har brug for en helt, når de er triste til mode
I byen får du lov at holde mit visa
Loyal wingman, til du i trusserne på klubbens mest snobbede diva
Når det JustEat-dag skal nok spise af den koldeste pizza vælger et lortehold i Fifa jeg en nice guy
Der ingen kode på mit WI-FI
Jeg lader de mindre gode vinde Fight Night
Superhelte mode at have sit eget tegn
Så man hvis uheldet er ude kan kontakte mig
Men lade os tage den på telefonen vil være meget nice
Bare ikke når jeg sover, skider eller spiser med konen efter arbejde
Holder mig i inderbanen – som en helt
Shopper med damen hele dagen – som en helt
Behøver ikke se dit band, jeg allerede mega fan – som en helt, helt, helt, helt
Tager din hund med til dyreklipper – som en helt
Jeg donerer gerne en nyre til dig – som en helt
Søger du job som helt så ring til Milad og Asilia så hyrer de dig Som en røvstor flok af helte
[Omkvæd]

Mund De Carlo – Bekendt Lyrics

[Vers 1]
Jeg har en ven med brune øjne og bredt smilebånd
Fjerde søn i familien af en kurdisk og en mor fra Lebanon
Klarer sig med hvad han har lige ved hånden
Våben i hukommelsen, blokkens regler i munden, økonomien i lommen
Nul'te klas' med alle de unge shababs
Delte aviser ud på Blågaards plads
Puf-puf pas
Smidt ud af to skoler, låste ham fast
I systemet, da det tvang ham til at gå på glas
For fordomme forfølger en nybygger
Det startede bare med at drengene flippede 20'ere ud af bycykler
Med alderen blev han bevidst om hvad der trak de dybe skygger
Det absurd hvor meget ord som race og asyl fylder
Nu han venner med alle, men lytter til de rette folk
Gift men han spreder sandhed, gør sin mami stolt
Aktiv rolle i folkets hus, job som arabisk tolk
Videre fra de stramme tider, Nørrebro sammenhold

[Omkvæd]
Vi træder ved siden af
Hinanden hver dag
Vi ku' være hinanden bekendt
Vi træder ved siden af
Hinanden hver dag
Vi ku' være hinanden bekendt
[Vers 2]
Jeg har en veninde fra et sted hvor alting ik' er lige i nærheden
Hvor der var lydbånd og tegneblokke på pigeværelset
Den jyske vestkyst skyllede roen, familiehjertet
Til filmskolen sat' et par kroner mer' på frimærket
Tilflytter i milleniummets Nørrebro
En mand blev skudt ved hendes dør efter den første uge
Som lille slog hun sin fugl ihjel ved et uheld da døren slog
Og siden har hun været bange for ting der ik' kan ændres og gøres goe
Hun følte sig hjemme, stille og roligt
Med jantelovs fravær og mennesker der matchede hende personligt
Givende bydel at bo i
For en der tænker større, det at skille sig ud i forstaden er næsten helt umuligt
Men hun savner de rene gader uden os og larm
Kreativ kedsomhed og bølgerne der bruser frem
Drømmer om at flyve i luftballon mod solnedgangen
Og gi' sin datter om opvækst der kan gro hendes poler sammen

[Omkvæd]
Vi træder ved siden af
Hinanden hver dag
Vi ku' være hinanden bekendt
Vi træder ved siden af
Hinanden hver dag
Vi ku' være hinanden bekendt

[Vers 3]
Jeg har en homie, med et af de pulsende egns hjerter
Stretch i ørerne og en tolerance tærskel med strækmærker
Han finder timer i døgnet der ik' er der
Ud af en venstreorienteret familie med raketter og rækværker
Næstekærligheden er diesel til hans motor
I ungdomshusets kamp hvor politiske aktioner
Mod kapitalismens kvoter og diskrimination
Der kæmper han for den kultur der ku' være lige hvad vi har brug for
Vækstlags entreprenør, gi'r branchen kulør, talenter den chance de søger
Graf og hiphop ambassadør
Sprudlende men skrantende miljøer når kommuner har brændt hver en øre
Værdierne piercet fast i mund og bryst holder faklen tændt
For hvad hjertebørnene måtte kravle hen
Efter en kunstpause flytte han og Nørrebro sammen igen
Da han i 012 overtog sit barndomshjem

[Omkvæd]
Vi træder ved siden af
Hinanden hver dag
Vi ku' være hinanden bekendt
Vi træder ved siden af
Hinanden hver dag
Vi ku' være hinanden bekendt

[Vers 4]
Jeg har en overbo der kom her til i 91
Overvældende kvarter for en beskeden eksistens
Der ikke vil ende som småborgerligt stenaldermenneske
Med dem der defineres af hvad de ser når TV'et tændes
Værten i sin opgang, let at falde til
Fest i det latinamerikanske kælder atallier
Irakisk kæreste, fornyet selvopfattelse
Skålede i linje fem for Laudrup og dansk genopstandelse
Fuldt udviklet kulturbevidsthed
Humus og Hus Forbi med hjem til sit skjulte fristed
Men andels kronen blev fordoblet med årtusindeskiftet
Og hang utilsigtet underklassen op på krucifikset
Tvang de småt bemidlede til at flytte der fra
Opgangen fyltes med højtlønnede yngre par
Skabte spændinger i by hjerternes lymfekar
Råb og blikke følte hun stod på mål for deres bekymringer
Men hun har aldrig været i tvivl om at blive
Selv om tilliden til samfundet ik' er lige så massiv
Nørrebro'er til hun bæres ud af sit tidslomme liv
Og i kælderen kom et kreativt musikkollektiv

Quando Rondo – Cest Friends Lyrics

[Intro]
Cxb know he go crazy
SephGotTheWaves
Ayy

[Refrain]
I done fucked all them hoes that you see on TV
That shit right there don’t amaze me
Jump in the Rolls truck, then I do the dash to the three
I hope the police don’t chase me
Only dope Little Timmy gon’ roll up is O double P
We smokin’ him, purple, baby
And the can Coca-Cola I pour up when drinkin’ on lean
It got me doin’ amazin’

[Verse 1]
I’m in the ‘Nolia, my soldier, he only thirteen
Been clutchin’ Glocks and .380s
Four hundred racks, I don’t think it can fit in my jeans
I never went to the eighth grade
Double-O block, know thе man up in Heaven can see me
Hе love to throw up the A-Town
I’ll hit your flight, when you comin’ right over to see me?
I need to touch on my baby
‘Bout the chains ’round my neck, drop some guap on your motherfuckin’ beanie
This shit remind me of slavery
Olajuwon, I be ballin’ so hard like I’m Keemy
Or better yet, more like Dwyane Wade
I left some more than the blood on the motherfuckin’ cement
Christians was bleedin’ the hard way
Straight out the mud, had to climb out the deepest of deeper
To this day I don’t know what was y’all way

[Chorus]
It’s like my heart gettin’ colder
Somehow my arms still open when you need me, I hold ya
Still down at my lowest, so much weight on my shoulder
Too solid to fold, you know I ran with them vultures
It’s like every time I see them, girl, I think of us
Stars on the Rolls-Royce
Every time I see ’em, girl, I think ’bout the both us
Don’t you worry ’bout what they speakin’, baby girl, they don’t know us
‘Cause I see the both us, I see the both us
Yeah, I see the both us, girl, I see the both us

[Verse 2]
Let’s go out of town, let’s go hop in the Lamb’
Take a pic on the block just to post on the ‘Gram
The way you took my heart made me feel like a scam
She call me Martin, my Gina, no Pam
Hit that thang from the back, got me sayin’, “Yes, ma’am”
Smokin’ opps like it’s wax on the corner with candles
Let you open the box, got some brand new Margielas
I don’t care ’bout no stocks, I’m investin’ in stretchers
Lil’ shawty, your heart, it come off Disney Channel
She need to stop playin’ ’cause I wanna main her
I’m drinkin’ lean out a plastic container
Glock with a big magazine, I’m a danger
Gun you down if you want, I don’t fuck with no strangers
You ain’t kept it one hundred, so don’t throw the gang up
I’m from a side of a town where it’s dangerous
How the fuck did you die? You just walked out, let’s go

[Refrain]
I done fucked all them hoes that you see on TV
That shit right there don’t amaze me
Jump in the Rolls truck, then I do the dash to the three
I hope the police don’t chase me
Only dope Little Timmy gon’ roll up is O double P
We smokin’ him, purple, baby
And the can Coca-Cola I pour up when drinkin’ on lean
It got me doin’ amazin’

[Chorus]
It’s like my heart gettin’ colder
Somehow my arms still open when you need me, I hold ya
Still down at my lowest, so much weight on my shoulder
Too solid to fold, you know I ran with them vultures
It’s like every time I see them, girl, I think of us
Stars on the Rolls-Royce
Every time I see ’em, girl, I think ’bout the both us
Don’t you worry ’bout what they speakin’, baby girl, they don’t know us
‘Cause I see the both us, I see the both us
Yeah, I see the both us, girl, I see the both us

Weezer – She Needs Me Lyrics

[Verse]
In this big bad world, there’s things I do
When she needs help, I come through
Sometimes she hands me a jar of Jif
And I feel good when I open it

[Chorus]
She needs me
She needs me
And that’s why I need her
She needs me
She needs me
It’s us against the world

[Verse]
I’m pretty good with a TV remote
When I record her favorite shows
I know how to listen when she’s upset
And I keep her warm when she goes to bed

[Chorus]
She needs me
She needs me
And that’s why I need her
She needs me
She needs me
It’s us against the world
She’s mine, all mine
She’s mine, all mine
She likes it that way almost all of the time
She’s mine, all mine
She’s mine, all mine
Don’t mess with my girl, no!

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
She needs me
She needs me
And that’s why I need her
She needs me
She needs me
It’s us against the world
We all need a reason to live
So don’t ever fall for the freedom bid
Free as a bird I flew down that road
Take it from me, it’s a horror show

[Outro]
She needs me
She needs me
And that’s why I need her
She needs me
She needs me
It’s us against the world
She needs me
She needs me
She needs me
Ooh
She needs me (She needs me)
She needs me (She needs me)
And that’s why I need her (And that’s why I need her)
She needs me

Smithfield – Something Sexy Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It’s a lights down, lay around, T-shirt on the couch
Turn the TV on, just to wind up makin’ out kind of night
Gotta set the mood just right
Well, sit tight, baby, and I’ll be right back
We need a soundtrack for a kiss like that
Let’s start this night together
Slippin’ that cover off a record

[Chorus]
And put on somethin’ sexy
Little Tim and Faith, ’bout to make
Love all night long
Come on, baby, let me
Take you to church, get to work
Love you like a wreckin’ ball
I melt, I swear
Baby, I’m amazed by you, wanna lay by you
Like it’s “Raining on Sunday”
Let’s leave our clothes on the floor, babe
And put on somethin’ sexy

[Verse 2]
Well, I’m way too country for some Barry White
And even Marvin Gaye needs a day off some nights
But Chris Young’s singin’ ’bout a black dress
Yeah, that’s about as good as it gets

[Chorus]
So put on somethin’ sexy

Little Tim and Faith, ’bout to make
Love all night long
Come on, baby, let me
Take you to church, get to work
Love you like a wreckin’ ball
I melt, I swear
Baby, I’m amazed by you, wanna lay by you
Like it’s “Raining on Sunday”
Let’s leave our clothes on the floor, babe
And put on somethin’ sexy, yeah

[Bridge]
Come a little closer, don’t close your eyes
We’re burnin’ it down tonight

[Chorus]
So put on somethin’ sexy
Little Tim and Faith, ’bout to make
Love all night long
Come on, baby, let me
Take you to church, get to work
Love you like a wreckin’ ball
I melt, I swear
Baby, I’m amazed by you, wanna lay by you
Like it’s “Raining on Sunday”
Let’s leave our clothes on the floor, babe
And put on somethin’ sexy

[Outro]
Oh woah, woah
Put on somethin’ sexy
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mmm, yeah (Oh, mmm)

Randy Stonehill – Awfully Loud World Lyrics

It’s an awfully loud world; you can’t hear yourself think,
It can make you join the monastery, it can drive you to drink, oh.

With the sound of the bullets flying and the sound of the children crying,
Yeah, the sound of the man on the TV commercial, selling you what you’re buying.

It’s an awfully loud world if you make a big noise, well, well, well,
And if you’re marching to a different drum, it don’t go over big with the boys.

It’s the sound of the party you revel and the sound of that money metal,
Yeah, the sound of the band on the radio station singing “Sympathy for the Devil”.

Hey, it’s an awfully loud world,
You can’t hear,
Awfully loud world,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
And baby, it’s an awfully loud world,

That’s right,
Baby, it’s an awfully loud world,
Day and night, night and day,
No wonder you can’t get away.

With the sound of the big wheels turning and the sound of a little world squirming,
And the sound of the kiddies at the cartoon altar – it’s teaching them what they’re learning.

It’s an awfully loud world in an awfully small room,
And it gets so much you can’t hear nothing else, and not a soul is immune,
It’s an awfully loud world screaming louder each day,
We’re crying, cut it out, shut it down, someone make it please go away.

It’s an awfully loud world,
It’s an awfully loud world,
It’s an awfully loud world,
It’s an awfully loud world.

That’s right,
That’s right.

Joseline Hernandez Calls Out Wendy Williams Over Toxic Comments

Joseline Hernandez is the latest to put Wendy Williams in her place as an argument spiraled out of control during an interview on the Wendy Williams Show. It wasn’t much for Wendy, though, as she was able to navigate the interview back on course.

It started when Joseline Hernandez joined the show virtually for an interview and immediately set the tone for the remainder of the interview as she asked Wendy Williams to give her “her flowers” during the show, saying that each time she appeared on the show, Wendy has failed to acknowledge her accomplishments.

“I hope you gonna give me my flowers today, I hope you gonna honour how much work I’ve put out there. I hope you’re gonna not kinda like throw this off outside of everything I’ve done. I’m an accomplished woman and I feel like everything I come to your show, you don’t give me those flowers now,” Hernandez said while adding, “and Wendy you’re 35 years my senior,” to which Wendy says, “ouch, shade.”

Hernandez went on to say that every time she came on Wendy’s show, she was compared to other women but that she was doing well on TV, to which Wendy Williams objected.

“I have the number one show in the country,” Hernadez asserted

But Wendy was quick to fact check her- “No, you’ve the number one show on Zeus, and you’ve been renewed for a third season in the country, which is to be commended.”

Wendy then tried to steer the interview back in the right direction as she said she too felt undervalued as a woman doing her show when men doing the same thing earned more than her. “Shoe cam please,” she said as she tried to get back to the planned interview.

Hernandez was not done yet as she doubled down and drew for a cutting insult to Wendy-

“As a woman to woman and this is not about men, we should uphold each other higher, not go against each other or compare woman to another woman when every woman out here in pop culture is handling their business and is doing great…I came from the gutter Miss Wendy, give me that respect,” she said.

“We love you but at the same time you have to do better. You not in an abusive relationship anymore you don’t deal with that man anymore, you should be in a better place and when people come to your show especially black culture you should be nicer to us the ladies, you should respect us, you should give us our flowers while we’re here, and you should tell us how proud you are of what we’ve done in the streets.”

Wendy again tried to get back to the show “lemme see your shoes, Joseline.” Hernandez continued to press on, which led to Wendy throwing flowers that she picked off her side table at the camera “here’s a flower, come on, look I just gave you flower.”

“I’m not gonna let you play me anymore Miss Wendy and I’m not gonna let anybody on national TV or anybody disrespect me..” Hernandez says as she goes off in a rant.

Wendy asks the producers to “pull the plug.”

Wendy was able to calm down Hernandez as the interview progressed to her personal life, which shows how masterful an interviewer Wendy is. Of course, the temper of the Puerto Rican Princess was not too much for Wendy to handle as she ended the segment “of course I have the number one show and you can have number two,” as Hernandez complimented Wendy on her personality.

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Weezer – I Need Some of That Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Summer time, I press rewind
And go back to a simple place
When I was just a little punk
Daydreaming of my escape

Listening to Aerosmith
Later on I will call my mom
Now I’m pluggin’ in to a Marshall stack
I can be anything I want

[Chorus]
I need some of that
It’s just what I need
I need some of that
We’ll be riding our ten-speeds
I need some of that
Even if we blow up, we’re never gonna grow up
This is where it’s at

[Verse 2]
I’ve been around, around the world
And I’ve seen all kinds of hoods
But this is mine, it’s dear to me
‘Cause here I’m understood

[Chorus]
‘Cause I need some of that
Don’t ever leave me
I need some of that
There’s nothing on TV
I need some of that
Even if we blow, we’re never gonna grow up
This is where it’s at

[Bridge]
Even when the sun was fading
I was in my hatchback raging
Riding up and down this block
‘Cause I own this block
I need some of that
It’s just what I need
I need some of that
We’ll be riding our ten-speeds
Even if we blow up, we’re never gonna grow up
‘Cause this is where it’s at

[Chorus]
I need some of that
Shake it up baby
I need some of that
You’re driving me crazy
I need some of that
Even if we blow up, we’re never gonna grow up
‘Cause I need some of that

[Outro: Rivers Cuomo, Ric Ocasek, Karl Koch]
What bus is that? One?
Mhm
Okay, this is top secret shit, you’re not supposed to, like, film these boards. It’s got all our ideas on it
Plus, you’re not supposed to film him
Yeah you can’t film me
He’s copyrighted
Can’t film what?
I’ve got a copyright on this face
So you’re saying that I can’t do this?
No you can’t do that. You can’t film

Marillion – Living With The Big Lie Lyrics

It all began with the bright light
The bright light and the noise
The chaos of the senses
And the scream of desire

Touchin’ and bein’ touched
A million lose ends to tie up
Tickin’ of the clock
And the cradle rock

The colors stand still
And then they move around
Comin’ in and out of focus
Upside down

Empty winter trees
How space feels
Love of the soft
Flowers and the sky

One fine day
The chaos subsides
Bleeds into awareness
And a lifetime of surprise

The beauty of your mother’s eyes
The pain when you fall
You drink it in and marvel at it all
But you never really figure it out
You get used to it

The babble of the family
And the dumb TV
Roar of the traffic
And the thunder of jets

Chemicals in the water
Drugs in the food
The heat of the kitchen
And the beat of the system

The attitude of authority
And the laws and the rules
Hit me square in the face
First morning at school

The heroes and the zeros
The first love of my life
When to kiss and to kick

And to keep your head down
When they’re choosin’ the sides

I was never any good at it
I was terrified most of the time
I never got over it
I got used to it

Alone in the city
At seventeen
With the hollow, the lonely
The drowning and the drowned

I was made to feel worthless, the wretched and the mean
Beat me up like a weapon
I can’t run away from or find a way ’round
Holdin’ on, holdin’ on

The greed and the missiles
Exploding somewhere every day
Hideous dark secrets under the sea
And in holes in the ground

The cold war’s gone
But those bastards’ll find us another one
They’re here to protect you, don’t you know?
So get used to it, get used to it

Oh, the clash of religions
And the loaded prayers
Information the face of starvation
And the state of the nation

The sense that it’s useless
And the fear to try
Not believin’ the leaders, the media that feeds us
Livin’ with the big lie

You get used to it
Hey, you get used to it
It’s okay, it’s okay, you get used to it

Stylistics – Star On A Tv Show Lyrics

You ought to be the star on a TV show
Then all the world would know
Why I love you so

You ought to be a queen on a movie screen
Starring in every scene
Then they’d know what I mean

If you were a car you would be a pink Jaguar
Racing along with the sun
If you were a song then the country would sing along
Baby you’d be number one
If you were the news you’d be the latest
What I’m trying to say is, baby you’re the greatest

You ought to be the star on a TV show
Then all the world would know

Why I love you so

If you were a car you would be a pink Jaguar
Racing along with the sun
If you were a song then the country would sing along
Baby you’d be number one
If you were the news you’d be the latest
What I’m trying to say is, baby you’re the greatest

You ought to be the star on a TV show
Then all the world would know
The magic of you
And they would love you too
But not half as much as I do
No, not half as much as I do

Bigkaybeezy – El Chapo Lyrics

[Intro]
(Run that back Khi)
Big El Chapo status, in this bitch I'ma go crazy
Big El Chapo status, you what the f*ck going on
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Big El Chapo status, Big El Chapo status, El Chapo status
Big E'l Chapo status
Hold on bitch you know what the f*ck it is T-gang shit
Big El Chapo, uh

[Chorus]
Big El Chapo status, we hide the ARs and the Bricks in the mattress
They came with a warrant, I hid in the attic
Escape route, back of the pantry
Baby drac' in the drawers, the cabinet
Either way this shit play out, I'm letting them have it
I'm up, I'ma spray with the ratchet
Why that boy never slide? Tell that nigga get at me
I ride with the rod, I get active

[Verse 1]
But they put me on, James Bond, bro grab the gadget
And I'm passing the rock with no attribute
Ain't no way 'til we stopping, we in traffic
Baby Dracos and Glocks, call me daddy
Where you at? Drop the pin, what's the addy'?
Like a TV with no cable, I'm with the static
Get took out ya' hat like a rabbit
Wrap em up, make that f*ck-nigga vanish
I ain't hear him say, "Money," he talkin' in Spanish
The handgun be coming in handy
I don't need the whole drum but I'm tryna do damage
Now f*ck nigga run me the cabbage (Man run me that shit)
Put somethin' in the package
Like a fifth, put that boy in the baggie
And I'm fresh as bitch in this cartel swagger
[Chorus]
Big El Chapo status, we hide the ARs and the Bricks in the mattress

They came with a warrant, I hid in the attic
Escape route, back of the pantry
Baby drac' in the drawers, the cabinet
Either way this shit play out, I'm letting them have it
I'm up, I'ma spray with the ratchet
Why that boy never slide? Tell that nigga get at me
I ride with the rod, I get active

[Verse 2]
You know I'm with the squad and we stay wreakin' havoc
I just played 2K in the mansion
I'm shining grenades, making plays on the tablet
Third, taking off with the Mavericks
I just quit, I couldn't let that shit happen
Now I'm rich than a bitch, you can tell by the fabric
I'll still lay you down like a pallet
p*ssy just hit the ground like a mattress
When they hear I'm in town all the f*ck niggas scatter
Two late up the K and do magic
When it come off my waist, I'ma blast it
Smoke a eigth to the face, I don't pass it
Strech 'em out with the K like he Mr. Fantastic

[Chorus]
Big El Chapo status, we hide the ARs and the Bricks in the mattress
They came with a warrant, I hid in the attic
Escape route, back of the pantry
Baby drac' in the drawers, the cabinet
Either way this shit play out, I'm letting them have it
I'm up, I'ma spray with the ratchet
Why that boy never slide? Tell that nigga get at me
I ride with the rod, I get active
[Outro]
But they put me on, James Bond, bro grab the gadget
We in traffic, uh
Come standin', uh
Pow, pow, pow

Spice 1 – Thug World Lyrics

[Verse 1: Spice 1]
I’m platinum while I’m gattin, now that finger’s shining
It’s nothin to a boss to bust wit cut diamonds
I’ma dig it, ya fiend for the verbals, I came to spit it
Big boss like a 500 Benz to a honda civic
Comin wit it, hit it, as soon as I finished, they say he shitted
Lit it up and kept the slug from the jumps, f*ck a critic
Y’all opinion is like a asshole, I stick my uzi in it
Windows tinted, Took a stop at the corner for some business
I’ma take 7 suckas, Put ’em in a line
And add 7 more suckas, Who think they can time
I’ma take 7 more, Before I go for mine
Now that’s 21 suckas slumped at the same time
Ain’t no haters in here and it’s leather wood on the steering
We ain’t trippin, Stash spot heat in the ceiling
1, 2, 3, 4 TV’s and 23’s
You can barely see the tides, It’s the chrome when it gleams
In my thug world

[Chorus]
You can get it, you can kick it, in my thug world
Hustlin and ballin till the sun go down, thug world
You can get it, you can kick it, in my thug world
Ballin and hustlin till the sun go down, thug world

[Verse 2: Kurupt]
Skis, Spread out in the glass house
Skate through the streets like ice
Skates in the 68, Town rob skate
Rob skate, Bounce break, Bounce make the earth quake
I’ma show you niggaz bout a real g, Nigga
Most g niggaz, It’s still me, Nigga
Bitches all around this motherf*cker
Don’t make me have to clown this motherf*cker

You betta sit down in this motherf*cker
Cause this is my thug world, Gangsta paradise
I’m all hood, Nigga, I’m all ice
No matter what you said, I done said it twice
No matter what you said, I done said it twice
Cooked on like rice, Surround like vice
Kurupt motherf*cker, And the bitch is a broad
Even dick psychic bitches like deon ward
Thug world

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Spice 1]
I keep 3 bitches wit me: Ross, Crystal, And Mary jane
Mary jane, Mary jane, You know you’re my everything
Smoke a pound back to back to back like the lakers
It’s nothin like a motherf*ckin old school player
Like the NFL, But I don’t rush the quarterback
I’ll rush the whole thing back and i’ll pick up another slack
Mo chips than mandalay, Rippin representin the bay
But baby keep givin me the eye like everyday
Eyes like brown and skin tone coffee
I’m sippin hennessy, Gettin drunker than nick nolte
Straight so-soldiers, Drunk not sober
Sh-shoot you in ya chest, Let ya wind free like oprah
Green ones break down, We ain’t f*ckin wit charlie brown
We ain’t rappin for peanuts, We want the meal tickets now
Narcoleptic, Sleepin disorder, Retrospective
Some niggaz try to ball in the game and got intercepted
We do it from dusk till dawn like tarantino
Hustlin till the sun wake up, The bambino
In my thug world

[Chorus]

Forest Blakk – If you love her

feat. Meghan Trainor

Take it
If she gives you her heart
Don’t you break it
Let your arms be a place
She feels safe in
She’s the best thing that you’ll ever have
She always has trouble
Falling asleep
And she likes to cuddle
While under the sheets
She loves Pop songs
And dancing, and bad trash TV
There’s still a few other things
She loves love notes and babies
And likes giving gifts
Has a hard time accepting
A good compliment
She loves her whole family
And all of her friends
So if you’re the one she lets in
Take it
If she gives you her heart
Don’t you break it
Let your arms be a place
She feels safe in
She’s the best thing that you’ll ever have
She’ll love you
If you love her
On days when
It feels like the whole
World might cave in
Stand side by side
And you’ll make it
She’s the best thing that you’ll ever have
She’ll love you
If you love her like that
Kiss her with passion
As much as you can
Run your hands through her hair
Whenever she’s sad
And when she doesn’t notice
How pretty she is
Tell her over and over
So she never forgets
Take it
If she gives you her heart
Don’t you break it
Let your arms be a place
She feels safe in
She’s the best thing that you’ll ever have
She’ll love you
If you love her
On days when
It feels like the whole
World might cave in
Stand side by side
And you’ll make it
She’s the best thing that you’ll ever have
She’ll love you
If you love her like that
She’ll love you
If you love her like that
She’ll love you
If you love her
She’ll love you
If you love her like that
She’ll love you
She’ll love you
She’ll love you
She’ll love you
If you love her
On days when
It feels like the whole
World might cave in
Stand side by side
And you’ll make it
She’s the best thing that you’ll ever have
She’ll love you
If you love her like that

Siakol – Bidyoke Lyrics

Malalim na itong gabi.
Dapat na tayong magsindi.

Refrain:
Meron namang kuryente
TV nakabakante
Wala na ring masabe.
Isalang mo na, Pare!
Buksan ang bidyoke.
Malalim na itong gabi.
Dapat nang maghapi-hapi

Refrain:
Tayo nang magkantahan
“My Way” na Walang kamatayan.

Ang mic ay pagagawan
Isalang mo na, pare!
“Buksan ang bidyoke”

Malalim na itong gabi.
Dapat problema’y itabi

Refrain:
Sabi ng kapitbahay,
ayos lang kahit maingay,
basta’t may tinatagay.
isalang mo na pare!
“Buksan ang bidyoke”

BROCKHAMPTON – SEX Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, that’s cool
And I take a chunk of it, some of it

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I done came down, bumpin’ flexy
Niggas all around me, lookin’ sexy
Locked in the crib, smokin’ on some shit
Got a nigga seein’ stars, that’s just how a nigga live
These birds seem like they’re goin’ nowhere these days
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Turn me up, I’m tryna get in tune with the DJ
Yeah, yeah (Yеah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
Sim Simma, who got thе keys to my Beamer?
Young rich nigga steppin’ in the arena
Baby girl a dreamer, give me brain like Eureka!
I’m observin’ everything around me, now I’m Eva
You know I’m that nigga, did you get amnesia?
Spinnin’ in San Marcos, shout out Pauline with the pizza
I’m the diarrhoea, fold ’em like tortilla
Stayin’ on my toes, baby, ballin’ ballerina
Who you think you talking to? I got no idea
TV on paprika, smokin’ anaesthesia
Hit ’em with the cleaner, young street sweeper
Sound gettin’ meaner, while a nigga gettin’ greener

[Verse 3: Matt Champion]
Easy with the teeth before you choke on this dick
Meet ya [?] on the rest, walk off the lips (Straight off the lips)
I ain’t sayin’ no names since it cut me a check
Baby up in Villa and I love the whole set
Let it sit (Let it sit)
Got the glitter (Got the glitter)
Oh, your thick lil’ thighs got a grip on me
Watch you ride on me, lil’ bitch slide on me (Slide)
Pullin’ out, then bust it open, let her shimmy on me
Push it, push it, push it just like this
Shake it, shake it, shake it out the dress

[Verse 4: Joba]
Weed going straight to my head
Meet me on the bed
Kick off my kicks
She fiend for the dick
Spit on the tip
Spit in her mouth
Cum on the couch
I don’t give a fuck, take you to the steam room, rinse off the nut
Bitch, we goin’ nuts, bitch ’bout to bust
Me and all my dogs stayin’ up
Sleep is for the weak, so I tweak goin’ dumb

[Refrain: Joba]
You know I get wicked
You know I get down
Y-you know I get wicked
You know I get down
Y-you know I get down
You know I get down
Y-you know

[Verse 5: Bearface]
Smack that, when she playin’ Boujou in the motherfucking hatchback
How you throwin’ all that ass expectin’ me to catch that?
Knew you tryna tell me with that Tennessee accent
This a crazy story, wait a minute, let me backtrack
She just told me grip up on her shoulders, make her back crack
Said her pussy water, I’m a dog and I’ma lap that
Heard me hit that high note, I can [?] and she can match that
She said, “What you talkin’ boy, I’m sick of all the backchat”

[Verse 6: Merlyn Wood & Bearface]
Does your man even exist? Lil’ bitch, I ain’t seen him yet
Tear that ass up, make your man do the RENTAL vid
Slim thick and she finna hit like a cigarette
Take you where you want, like my Glock if you take the stick
Señorita, qué lo qué? (Qué lo qué?)
Ooh lil’ mami, wish I knew what you said (I wish I knew)
She Boriqua with the braids
I guess she a genius way she do it with the brain
Throw it ’til you’re tappin’ out, throw it ’til your back blow out
Throw it like you Tarzan, this big dick you swingin’ on
Ass ripple like avalanche, dancin’, I’m skiin’ on it
Hit my cup slow to this, drop it low to this
No, I don’t miss the bitch, ’cause I don’t miss, bitch
Hit my cup slow to this, drop it low to this
No, I don’t miss the bitch, ’cause I don’t miss, bitch

[Refrain: Joba]
You know I get wicked
You know I get down
Y-you know I get wicked
You know I get down
Y-you know I get down
You know I get down
Y-you know I get down