Real1 – Grace Lyrics

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[Intro]
Lost
Lost
Lost it all
Lost it all

[Verse 1]
I done lost my job, I done lost my place
Been lost in time and I been lost in space
Lost my mind, I done lost my way
Flew around the world, I done lost a whole day
Stuck in the middle seat between the rock and a hard place
We done lost time baby… I done been away
But you gotta miss birthdays if you wanna be great
And I want it in the worst way I know that you pray
And there ain’t enough time, enough time in the day
And Granny ain’t got enough beads to pray
I done ate my food, I done said my grace
I done swallowed my pride and I ain’t like the way it taste
But you must be movin’ forward if you fall on your face

[Chorus]
Hail Mary full of grace, Hail Mary full of grace
Might’ve lost my mind, but never lost my faith
Hail Mary full of grace
I got a dream worth more than my sleep to chase
It gets hard to keep up the pace
It gets hard to keep up the pace
Hail Mary full of grace

[Verse 2]
Let’s go out back, I need a break
Nah, there’s too much at stake to take a break
Ain’t no sittin’ at the table, you ain’t bringin’ nothin’ to it
And I got tables to wait,(My family ain’t nothin’)
It gets hard to carry the weight
I’m on a paper chase, Momma can’t relate
But what Momma don’t got, I gotta take, I gotta make
I gotta scratch, I gotta claw, I gotta scrape, gotta fall
Keep it real, ain’t nothin’ fake
Tell a girl straight up, I ain’t got the money
To be goin’ out on dates, time is money, I ain’t got no time to waste
Cause you only lose money chasin’ ladies
But you never lose ladies chasin’ money
Steady pace, I done caught my stride, this is my race
It’s a mind race, my wide legs tired, wide awake
Layin’ on an air matress
Lookin’ at an atlas
I dreamed to see the world
It’s everything that I imagined
Grandma I’m glad to be home, got these beads from Rome
They were blessed by the Pope, thank you for your prayers
Thank you for your passion, let’s pray

[Chorus]
Hail Mary full of grace, Hail Mary full of grace
Might’ve lost my mind, but never lost my faith
Hail Mary full of grace
I got a dream worth more than my sleep to chase
It gets hard to keep up the pace
It gets hard to keep up the pace
Hail Mary full of grace

Post Malone – Wow. Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Said she tired of little money, need a big boy
Pull up 20 inch blades like I’m Lil’ Troy
Now it’s everybody flockin’, need a decoy
Shawty mixing up the Vodka with the LaCroix, yeah
G-Wagen, G-Wagen, G-Wagen, G-Wagen
All the housewives pullin’ up (Up, up)
I got a lot of toys, 720S bumpin’ Fall Out Boy
You was talkin’ shit in the beginning (Mm-mm)
Back when I was feelin’ more forgivin’ (More forgivin’)
I know it piss you off to see me winnin’ (See me)
See the igloo in my mouth when I be grinnin’ (I be grinnin’), yeah

[Chorus]
Hunnid bands in my pocket, it’s on me
Hunnid deep when I roll like the army
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It’s a moment when I show up, got ’em sayin’, “Wow” (Wow, wow)
Hunnid bands in my pocket, it’s on me (On me)
Yeah, your grandmama probably know me (Know me)
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It’s a moment when I show up, got ’em sayin’, “Wow” (Wow, wow)

[Verse 2]
Everywhere I go (Hey)
Catch me on the block like I’m Mutumbo (Wow)
750 Lambo in the Utah snow (Skrrt)
Trunk in the front like that shit Dumbo, yeah
Cut the roof off like a nip-tuck
Pull up to the house with some big butts
Turn the kitchen counter to a strip-club (Yeah, wow)
Me and Dre came for the…
When I got guap, all of y’all disappeared (Wow)
Before I dropped Stoney none of y’all really cared (Cared)
Now they always say, “Congratulations,” to the kid (Kid)
And this is not a 40, but I’m pourin’ out this shit (Yeah)
Used to have a lot, but I got more now (Yup)
Made another hit ’cause I got bored now (Yup)
Always goin’ for it, never punt fourth down
Last call, Hail Mary, Prescott touchdown, ayy

[Chorus]
Hunnid bands in my pocket, it’s on me (On me)
Hunnid deep when I roll like the army (Hey)
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It’s a moment when I show up, got ’em sayin’, “Wow” (Wow, wow)
Hunnid bands in my pocket, it’s on me (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, your grandmama probably know me (Yeah, yeah)
Get more bottles, these bottles are lonely
It’s a moment when I show up, got ’em sayin’, “Wow”

[Outro]
Got ’em sayin’, “Wow”
Ayy, ayy, wow
Sayin’, “Wow”
Wow
Wow

Chief Keef – We’re Everywhere lyrics

[Hook]
We over here, we over there
We everywhere, you never there
I came in raising, got every pair
We’re here and there, we’re everywhere
[?] you’re there, they’re everywhere
I got these [?] shit everywhere
They might catch me out fucking bare
I still got Yeezy’s I didn’t fucking wear

[Verse 1]
You dig? These diamonds everywhere
Leave the reastaurant, them Paparazzi everywhere
I swear this bitch so freaky, she gon top me anywhere
I got all my chains and I’ma rock em anywhere
Tripping over shit cuz I got designer everywhere
Just flew a lil lady out, but i hear her shouting everywhere
Soon i found out, thats why I back up without an ordinary [?]
The kicks thats on my toes are not an ordinary pair
My house got TVs everywhere
3 here, 3 there, 3 there, 3 there
I got [?] shirt, I don’t gotta care
For the [?] I’m sitting down in my chair
You cannot check me, unless you writing a check to me
Act like she don’t be everywhere tryna fool me
Bitch went to the bathroom, she’s trippin over MDs
Welcome to the show, this is a Chief Sosa [?]
She love the GloGang briefs, she stop suckin and said “I’m stealing these”
Diamonds in my Bezel, lookin like motherfucking earrings
And this white gold, this ain’t motherfucking [?]
Had to tell my bitch, get out your motherfucking feelings

[Hook]
We over here, we over there
We everywhere, you never there
I came in raising, got every pair
We’re here and there, we’re everywhere
[?] you’re there, they’re everywhere
I got these [?] shit everywhere
They might catch me out fucking bare
I still got Yeezy’s I didn’t fucking wear

[Verse 2]
I got shit I forgot about
Bitch we got service goin in and out
[?] a blow-dryer and you’re out
I’m doing too much loud, can’t hear you out
What these ey? These are Mary
She ask me somethin, I told her bitch I ain’t SIRI
They like “where you get “Almighty So” from?”, from Jim Carrey
Cops shot 17 shots they missed, that’s legendary
[?], Hail Mary, make shit, very scary
I don’t give a fuck if y’all everywhere, spread a lil bit fire everywhere
Off-white everywhere
Plus the [??], that bitch fish tail anywhere
Bitch we got Bape everywhere and I got apes everywhere
[?] the bitch hair with a fairytale
I’m a [?] so I got a hairy tale
Got a [?] ass pussy from Riverdale
Where she give it to, she don’t give a damn
Got a bitch [?] out like Eminem, so that [??] like some M&Ms

[Hook]
We over here, we over there
We everywhere, you never there
I came in raising, got every pair
We’re here and there, we’re everywhere
[?] you’re there, they’re everywhere
I got these [?] shit everywhere
They might catch me out fucking bare
I still got Yeezy’s I didn’t fucking wear

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis – Neon Cathedral lyrics

(feat. Allen Stone)

[Intro: Macklemore]
Uh-huh, um

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
1-2, now
‘Round here they sing broken hymns
Their prayers flow better when they’re soaked in gin
The amp’s dusty and sits in the corner
By a bartender that’ll pickpocket your heart
And a jukebox that’ll steal your quarter
Bartender, please give me a confession
Exchange fear for courage in the form of a well drink
There’s a heavy current, got a long way to swim
Closed the Bible a while ago, I need some shots for this sin
Hail Mary, come with me, feel like Pac when it hits
Got some fire in my belly and a riot in the gut
Bushmills for a band-aid, the sweet taste of blood
Then I might actually feel something if I don’t cover it up
Rusted faces, familiar places
Even if they haven’t left the vinyl booth that they stayed in
The motel next door, a sign that reads vacant
And a truth that’s so strong I’d be a fool not to chase it
But yea, I’m a fool and I stay here
Hope these problems drown themselves, I die in wait here
One more, four more, fuck it, a night cap
Service starts at 5 tomorrow and I’ll be right back

[Hook: Allen Stone]
Underneath this fragile frame
Lives a battle between pride and shame
But I’ve misplaced that sense of pride
This crown of thorns is perched atop my spine
But listen closely as I testify
Dependency has been a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at night

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
I read the Bible but I forgot the verses
The liquor store is open later than the church is
Pure by their imperfections, everything is burning
To hell with the confessions, all the Lord Have Mercys
Blessed in holy water, the sin, oh Holy Father
Have you ever smelled flesh that sweats out Monarch vodka?
11 AM in the morning and you can’t get it off ya
Calling to the preacher but it’s like the pastor isn’t talking
Until the store opens and I can re-up on that doctrine
The people close to me say that I’m in need of a doctor
Think that I got a problem but these are not apostles
This is the drink of the Lord, that’s according to my gospel
Open to interpretation, if you’re judging it I don’t want it
I got sins that scald like my throat when I hit the bottle
And I’m sinking and that’s why I keep on drinking
I need a refill, far more than once every weekend
Sweet Jesus, I’m getting amnesia
Shaking til I’d get a taste, my faith is having seizures
Every time I walk away and try to leave it
Every time I walk away and try to leave it

[Bridge: Macklemore]
Wouldn’t miss it for the world
Baptized in my vices and the bar is my church
Traded my artist and I pawned off the easel
Spend it all searching for God at the Neon Cathedral
Wouldn’t miss it for the world
Baptized in my vices and the bar is my church
Traded my artist and I pawned off the easel
Spend it all searching for God, Neon Cathedral
Neon Cathedral

[Hook: Allen Stone]
Underneath this fragile frame
Lives a battle between pride and shame
But I’ve misplaced that sense of pride
This crown of thorns perched atop my spine
But listen closely as I testify
Dependency has been a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at night

[Outro: Allen Stone]
Dependency has been a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at night
Dependency has been a thief at night
Thief at night, thief at night

Keybone – Be Careful lyrics

Be careful with what you wish for
You just might get it, you just might get it
Be careful with what you wish for
You just might, you just might

Can’t help but notice you noticing me, you have been policing me
I’m not a star, what makes you think the role is in me?
Don’t expect me to grant wishes, be ambitious
Ain’t that what your Mom, Grand and Aunt teaches?
Life on its own is a school of thought
Either you are raised on a street, drive, avenue or boulevard
The craft on it’s own in the school of art is never enough
So far you are going hard, the road may be rough
But there’s a light around the bend, a fight until the end
With a planet to defend, can’t be bothered about trolls
Or be all that about lows, that’s written by Dow Jones
For me and my household, it’s God and not gold
Before you start making requests and no results be making you stress
Notice us and faking you are blessed
Don’t try to fake it till you make it, even jail break it
If you can’t pray to The Lord, stop singing Hail Mary

Be careful with what you wish for
You just might get it, you just might get it
Be careful with what you wish for
You just might, you just might

Do not step to this, he ain’t Hercules
Rather than hating, better pay respect to His Excellency
None other but Key is the Sensei
Puts them in a frenzy, who is this mc?
I put my twos up, but because the dude was boozed up
The butterfly in his belly blew up, then he threw up
I’m far from an average Joe or what’s on a talent show
But I will flip without whipping it like Silento
My gift’s a curse, on you, it might get worse
To uplift of course, I ain’t backing the wrong horse
Putting my money where my mouth is, I know all about this
From days of drawers to bumping to Kris Kross
Your ways are yours, while I’m carrying Key’s cross
Here’s a path I chose, to always keep our flag waving
And gag saving, ain’t no superhero though
Some started from the bottom, we started from way below

Be careful with what you wish for
You just might get it, you just might get it
Be careful with what you wish for
You just might, you just might

I see you are taunting, happy home haunting
Had to put my mic on to give you a little something
If what you really wants war, what do you think I’m in the front for?
It started as a hobby, now can’t go through the lobby
Without shoulder jabbing somebody, should you be grabbing up the same mic
Paint a picture with the frame right
Get that with y’all, get your game tight
Don’t be acting unlawfully or be asking awfully
You ain’t getting cos you have been asking wrongfully
I am yours truly, there’s no denying that, there’s no lie in that
I was writing raps when you were reciting craps
But a prophet is never known especially around his own
On the day he is fully blown and then due for the throne
He will never fail a test like turn bread to a stone
Never will a jester mess with this, I’m extra blessed with this
To all occasions, it’s proper that I’m dressed to please

Be careful with what you wish for
You just might get it, you just might get it
Be careful with what you wish for
You just might, you just might

Kendrick Lamar – XXX. (feat. U2) lyrics

[Intro: Bēkon & Kid Capri]
America, God bless you if it’s good to you
America, please take my hand
Can you help me underst—
New Kung Fu Kenny

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Throw a steak off the ark
To a pool full of sharks, he’ll take it
Leave him in the wilderness
With a sworn nemesis, he’ll make it
Take the gratitude from him
I bet he’ll show you somethin’, whoa
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, “Bitch, I did that!”
X-rated
Johnny don’t wanna go to school no mo’, no mo’
Johnny said books ain’t cool no mo’ (no mo’)
Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin
Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin’
God bless America, you know we all love him

[Verse 2]
Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101
Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds
He was sobbin’, he was mobbin’, way belligerent and drunk
Talkin’ out his head, philosophin’ on what the Lord had done
He said: “K-Dot, can you pray for me?
It been a fucked up day for me
I know that you anointed, show me how to overcome.”
He was lookin’ for some closure
Hopin’ I could bring him closer
To the spiritual, my spirit do know better, but I told him
“I can’t sugarcoat the answer for you, this is how I feel:
If somebody kill my son, that mean somebody gettin’ killed.”
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch
I’ll wait in front a nigga’s spot and watch him hit his block
I’ll catch a nigga leavin’ service if that’s all I got
I’ll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, “Bitch, I did that!”
Ain’t no Black Power when your baby killed by a coward
I can’t even keep the peace, don’t you fuck with one of ours
It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour
Ghetto bird be on the street, paramedics on the dial
Let somebody touch my momma
Touch my sister, touch my woman
Touch my daddy, touch my niece
Touch my nephew, touch my brother
You should chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Matter fact, I’m ’bout to speak at this convention
Call you back—

[Break: Kendrick Lamar]
Alright, kids, we’re gonna talk about gun control
(Pray for me) Damn!

[Chorus: Bono]
It’s not a place
This country is to me a sound
Of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look around

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Hail Mary, Jesus and Joseph
The great American flag is wrapped in drag with explosives
Compulsive disorder, sons and daughters
Barricaded blocks and borders
Look what you taught us!
It’s murder on my street, your street, back streets
Wall Street, corporate offices
Banks, employees, and bosses with
Homicidal thoughts; Donald Trump’s in office
We lost Barack and promised to never doubt him again
But is America honest, or do we bask in sin?
Pass the gin, I mix it with American blood
Then bash him in, you Crippin’ or you married to blood?
I’ll ask again — oops, accident
It’s nasty when you set us up
Then roll the dice, then bet us up
You overnight the big rifles, then tell Fox to be scared of us
Gang members or terrorists, et cetera, et cetera
America’s reflections of me, that’s what a mirror does

[Chorus: Bono]
It’s not a place
This country is to me a sound
Of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look ar—

2Pac – Hail Mary

Makaveli in this, Killuminati, all through your body
The blow’s like a twelve gauge shotty, feel me
And God said, "He should send his one begotten son
To lead the wild into the ways of the man
Follow me, eat my flesh, flesh and my flesh"

Come with me, Hail Mary
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die?

I ain’t a killer but don’t push me, revenge is like the sweetest joy
Next to gettin’ pussy, picture paragraphs unloaded
Wise words bein’ quoted, peeped the weakness in the rap game
And sewed it, bow down, pray to God hoping that he’s listenin’
Seein’ niggaz comin’ for me, to my diamonds, when they glistenin’

Now pay attention, rest in peace father, I’m a ghost in these killin’ fields
Hail Mary, catch me if I go, let’s go deep inside the solitary mind
Of a madman who screams in the dark, evil lurks, enemies
See me flee, activate my hate, let it break, to the flame, set trip

Empty out my clip, never stop to aim, some say, "The game is all corrupted", fucked in this shit, stuck, niggaz is lucky
If we bust out this shit, plus mama told me never stop until I bust a nut
Fuck the world if they can’t adjust, it’s just as well, Hail Mary

Come with me, Hail Mary
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die?

Come with me, Hail Mary
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die?

Penitentiaries is packed with promise makes
Never realize the precious time the bitch niggaz is wastin’
Instutionalized, I lived my life a product made to crumble
But too hardened for a smile, we’re too crazy to be humble
We ballin’, catch me father please, ’cause I’m fallin’

In the liquor store, that’s the hennessee I hear ya callin’
Can I get some more? Hail til I reach hell, I ain’t scared
Mama checkin’ in my bedroom, I ain’t there
I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do
One life to live but I got nuttin’ to lose, just me and you

On a one way trip to prison, sellin’ drugs
We all wrapped up in this livin’ life as thugs
To my homeboys in Quentin Max, doin’ they bid
Raise hell to this real shit and feel this
When they turn out the lights, I’ll be down in the dark
Thuggin’ eternal through my heart, now Hail Mary, nigga

Come with me, Hail Mary
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die?

Come with me, Hail Mary
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die?

They got a APB, out on my thug family since the Outlawz
Run these streets, like these skanless freaks
Our enemies die now, walk around half dead
Head down, K blasted off hennessee and Thai

Tryin’ it, mixed it, now I’m twisted blisted and high
Visions of me, Thug livin’ gettin’ me by forever live
And I multiply survived by thugs, when I die they won’t cry
Unless they comin’ with slugs

Peep the whole scene and whatever’s goin’ on around me
Brain kinda cloudy, smoked out feelin’ rowdy
Ready to wet the party up and whoever in that motherfucker
Nasty new street, slugger my heat seeks suckers

On the regular mashin’ in a black Ac Integ-ra
Cock back, sixty seconds til the draw that’s when I’m dead in ya
Feet first, you got a nice gat but my heat’s worse
From a thug to preachin’ church, I gave you love now you eatin’ dirt

Needin’ work and I ain’t the nigga to put you on
‘Cause word is bond when I was broke I had to hustle til dawn
That’s when sun came up, there’s only one way up
hold ya head and stay up, to all my niggaz get ya pay and weight up

If it’s on then it’s on, we break beat-breaks Outlawz on a paper chase
Can you relate to this shit? I don’t got, be the shit I gotta take
Dealin’ with fate, hoping God don’t close the gate

If it’s on then it’s on, we break beat-breaks, Outlawz on a paper chase
Can you relate to this shit I don’t got, be the shit, I gotta take
Dealin’ with fate, hoping God don’t close the gate

Come with me, Hail Mary
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die?

Come with me, Hail Mary
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die?

We’ve been traveling on this wavy road long time
Til I be take off this load but we ride, ride it like a bullet
Hail Mary, Hail Mary, we won’t worry everything will come real
Free like the bird in the tree, we won’t worry everything will come real
Yes, we free like the bird in the tree we runni’ from the penitentiary
This is the time for we liberty, Hail Mary, Hail Mary

Come with me, Hail Mary
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die?

Westside, Outlawz, Makaveli the Don, Solo, Killuminati, The 7 Days

No Malice – So Woke (Let The Dead Bury The Dead Album)

You either God fearing or God damned
I’m just here to tell it, I ain’t giving a goddamn
Whether you believe, I’mma leave that in God’s hands
As for me, I’m ready to die, I won’t ever a ‘Pac fan
Ain’t a Hail Mary that will get you in them gates, nah
Ain’t no one exempt either, not even the greats
Not even elevators, are we able to escape
You can’t take it with ya, not even your estate
Your money no good here
Treat the feds like TMZ, ain’t nothing to see here
I won’t confess to police or to the priest
‘Cause ain’t e’rbody a saint, Fleur-de-lis
25 to life for a mere quarter ki
Thanks to Tamir, I know what you pigs think of me
Silly me, for believing my life mattered
Not guilty and that’s after we got it on camera
I’m so woke, I’m so woke
I’m so woke, I’m so woke (what you talking ’bout?)
I’m so woke, I’m so woke
I’m so woke (is anybody else seeing this?)
I’m so woke, I’m so woke
I’m so woke, I’m so woke (what you talking ’bout?)
I’m so woke, I’m so woke
I’m so woke (is anybody else seeing this?)
Why must we all suffer for the actions of a few?
Mind of the oppressor playing God, pick and choose
Bet Dallas ain’t know that kinda chickens come to roost
A tree fall the way it lean, that’s from Dr. Seuss
Elementary, like one and one is two
Maybe next time we might just wanna think before we shoot
I heard it was a killing in Orlando
Media playing our heart strings like a banjo
All lives matter, try telling that to Philando
I don’t think they really cared, nobody played a banjo
Rambo, first blood, we ain’t draw it
Slaughtered right in front of the daughter, we all saw it
I’m so woke, I’m so woke
I’m so woke, I’m so woke (what you talking ’bout?)
I’m so woke, I’m so woke
I’m so woke (is anybody else seeing this?)
I’m so woke, I’m so woke
I’m so woke, I’m so woke (what you talking ’bout?)
I’m so woke, I’m so woke
I’m so woke (is anybody else seeing this?)
How you mad now with your president-elect?
Seen once, seen him all, what the heck did you expect
Super predator working on your third arrest
Just to throw away the key, how quickly we forget
Lesser of the evils, ain’t that a song to sing
Well I voted for the greater just to see the hell it bring
Trump or Rodham, either way, it’s Sodom
Resist or comply, either way, they shot him
Dropped him where he stood, ain’t no second chances
Didn’t get a trial, let alone his mere Mirandas
Seen it from a child, now you can’t undo the damage
So even if they sway the votes, you ain’t got the answers
I’m so woke, I’m so woke
I’m so woke, I’m so woke (what you talking ’bout?)
I’m so woke, I’m so woke
I’m so woke (is anybody else seeing this?)
I’m so woke, I’m so woke
I’m so woke, I’m so woke (what you talking ’bout?)
I’m so woke, I’m so woke
I’m so woke (is anybody else seeing this?)

Kendrick Lamar – XXX Lyrics

[Intro: Bono & Kid Capri]
America, God bless you if it’s good to you
America please take my hand
Can you help me underst—
New Kung Fu Kenny

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Throw a steak off the yacht
To a pool full of sharks, he’ll take it
Leave him in the wilderness
With a sworn nemesis, he’ll make it
Take the gratitude from him
I bet he’ll show you somethin’, whoa
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, “Bitch, I did that!”
X-rated
Johnny don’t wanna go to school no mo’, no mo’
Johnny said books ain’t cool no mo’ (no mo’)
Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin
Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin’
God bless America, you know we all love him
Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101
Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds
He was sobbin’, he was mobbin’, way belligerent and drunk
Talkin’ out his head, philosphin’ on what the Lord had done
He said: “K-Dot, can you pray for me?
It’s been a fucked up day for me
I know that you anointed, show me how to overcome.”
He was lookin’ for some closure
Hopin’ I could bring him closer
To the spiritual, my spirit do no better, but I told him
“I can’t sugarcoat the answer for you, this is how I feel:
If somebody kill my son, that mean somebody gettin’ killed.”
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch
I’ll wait in front a niggas spot and watch him hit his block
I’ll catch a nigga leavin’ service if that’s all I got
I’ll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, “Bitch, I did that!”
Ain’t no Black Power when your baby killed by a coward
I can’t even keep the peace, don’t you fuck with one of ours
It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour
Ghetto bird be on the street, paramedics on the dial
Let somebody touch my mama
Touch my sister, touch my woman
Touch my daddy, touch my niece
Touch my nephew, touch my brother
You should chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Matter fact, I’m ’bout to speak at this convention
Call you back—

[Interlude: Kendrick Lamar]
Alright, kids, we’re gonna talk about gun control
(Pray for me) Damn!

[Chorus: Bono]
It’s not a place
This country is to be a sound of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look around

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Hail Mary, Jesus and Joseph
The great American flag
Is wrapped and dragged with explosives
Compulsive disorder, sons and daughters
Barricaded blocks and borders
Look what you taught us!
It’s murder on my street, your street, back streets
Wall Street, corporate offices
Banks, employees, and bosses with
Homicidal thoughts; Donald Trump’s in office
We lost Barack and promised to never doubt him again
But is America honest, or do we bask in sin?
Pass the gin, I mix it with American blood
Then bash him in, you Crippin’ or you married to blood?
I’ll ask again—oops—accident
It’s nasty when you set us up
Then roll the dice, then bet us up
You overnight the big rifles, then tell Fox to be scared of us
Gang members or terrorists, et cetera, et cetera
America’s reflections of me, that’s what a mirror does

[Chorus: Bono]
It’s not a place
This country is to be a sound of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look ar—

Miranda Lambert – Tomboy lyrics

[Verse 1]
Tomboy, Hail Mary
Never needs a dress to make her pretty
She’s a killjoy, such as let down
Daddy tried to raise a southern belle
Well he got a tomboy

[Verse 2]
Tomboy in between
Dirt in her nails and holes in her jeans
She’ll destroy all your dreams
And ride out like a rodeo queen
Know what i mean
She’s a tomboy

[Pre-Chorus]
Tangled hair and bruises on her knees
She wears her scars outside her sleeves
Always has a way of saying ‘no way’
Some people don’t get her but thats okay

[Chorus]
Move along boy
She’s a tomboy

[Verse 3]
Barfly, bad betty
Band of brothers that got her back
She’s unlady like
Like a scout fire
Got her own constellation in the zodiac
Well, who can say that
A tomboy

[Pre-Chorus]
Tangled hair and bruises on her knees
She wears her scars outside her sleeves
Always has a way of saying ‘no way’
Some people don’t get her but thats okay

[Chorus]
Move along boy
She’s a tomboy

[Bridge]
She’s got a softer side she’ll never let you see
With tears in her eyes she’d rather be caught dead
Sweet contradiction with no gaurantees
She is what she is
You get what you get

[Outro]
Move along boy
She’s a tomboy
Or go along with it boy
You got a tomboy

Pierce The Veil – King For A Day lyrics

[Verse 1]
Vic:
Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge,
Kellin:
I bet you never had a Friday night like this.
Vic:
Keep it up keep, it up let’s raise our hands,
Kellin:
I take a look up in the sky and I see red.
Vic:
Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy,
Red for the drink that’s mixed with suicide.
Kellin:
Everything red.

[Pre-Chorus: Kellin]
Please won’t you push me for the last time,
Let’s scream until there’s nothing left
So sick of playing, I don’t want this anymore.
The thought of you is no fucking fun.
You want a martyr, I’ll be one
Because enough’s enough,
We’re done.

[Chorus: Vic]
You told me, “think about it”
Well I did, now I don’t wanna feel a thing anymore
I’m tired of begging for the things that I want,
I’m over sleeping like a dog on the floor.

[Verse 2: Vic]
The thing I think I love
Will surely bring me pain;
Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame.
Three cheers for throwing up,
Pubescent drama queen.
You make me sick, I make it worse by drinking late.

[Pre-Chorus: Kellin]
(Scream) until there’s nothing left!
So sick of playing, I don’t want to anymore.
The thought of you is no fucking fun,
You want a martyr I’ll be one,
Because enough’s enough we’re done.

[Chorus: Vic]
You told me, “think about it”, well I did,
Now I don’t wanna feel a thing anymore.
I’m tired of begging for the things that I want,
I’m over sleeping like a dog on the floor.
Kellin:
Imagine living like a king someday,
A single night without a ghost in the walls.
And if the bass shakes the earth underground,
Vic & Kellin:
We’ll start a new revolution now!

[Hook: Vic]
(Alright here we go)
Hail Mary, forgive me,
Blood for blood, hearts beating.
Come at me, now this is war.
Fuck with this new beat!
Oh!

[Bridge]
Vic:
NOW!
Kellin:
Terror begins inside a bloodless vein,
Vic:
I was just a product of the street youth rage.
Kellin:
Born in this world without a voice or say,
Vic:
Caught in the spokes with an abandoned brain.
Kellin:
I know you well but this ain’t a game,
Vic:
Blow the smoke in diamond shape,
Vic & Kellin:
Dying is a gift so,
Just close your eyes and rest in peace.

[Chorus: Vic]
You told me “think about it”, well I did,
Now I don’t wanna feel a thing anymore.
I’m tired of begging for the things that I want,
I’m over sleeping like a dog on the floor.
Kellin:
Imagine living like a king someday,
A single night without a ghost in the walls.
We are the shadows screaming take us now

[Outro: Vic]
We’d rather die than live to rust on the ground.
Shit