Tyler, The Creator – I Ain’t Got Time! lyrics

[Intro: Shane Powers]
Right now we got some new music only here on Golf Radio!
(God I love this sample)
We’re going to dance
And exercise
And have some fun

[Chorus]
I ain’t got time for these niggas
Better throw a watch at the boy
Had my boys in this bitch, looking like a seminar
Who the fuck you talking to motherfucker?
Boy, I ain’t got time for these bitches
Better throw a clock at these hoes
Have these hoes in this bitch looking for a waterhose
Who the fuck you talking to, motherfucker?
Boy, I ain’t got time

[Verse 1]
Boy, I need a Kleenex
How I got this far? Boy, I can’t believe it
That I got this car, so I take the scenic
Passenger a white boy, look like River Phoenix
First… happy birthday!
You bitch ass nigga, yup I’m thirsty
Them little shots that you threw, they ain’t hurt me
I ain’t fuck with you bitch ass in the first place

[Chorus]
I ain’t got time for these niggas
Better throw a watch at the boy
Had my boys in this bitch, looking like a seminar
Who the fuck you talking to motherfucker?
Boy, I ain’t got time for these bitches
Better throw a clock at these hoes
Have these hoes in this bitch looking for a waterhose
Who the fuck you talking to, motherfucker?
Boy, I ain’t got time

[Verse 2]
Nat Turner would be so proud of me
‘Cause all these motherfuckers got they style from me
I bet they all looking from the crowd at me
And if I ask them, they would bow at me
But you’re a house nigga, so you don’t know
How that shit go, with my big lips and my big nose
And my big dick and my short hair
‘Cause you already know how slow my shit grow

[Bridge]
(Hey)
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock

[Verse 3]
Been the man with a pickle plan, niggas know the dill
When I sell the carnival, I bet I get a 100 mil’
Next line will have ’em like “Woah”
I’ve been kissing white boys since 2004
One me, two feet, three mmms
Four, five, six years ago sucked
Seven figure conversations with Converse finalized
‘Cause Vans fucked up
I’ma read commas, you gon’ leave comments
Saying what I shoulda did, but you ain’t did nada
You ain’t important
I’ma keep sporting
All smiles over here
Shout out to The Garden
(Tick tock)
(And that’s a fact boy!)
And I just handle all my business like a chess board
(Tick tock, tick, tock)
And at them Golf boys?
That’s my motherfucking set, boy
Hard pill to swallow like some thick soda
Walk weird ’cause my pockets look like thick Yoda
With a Skywalker, riding ’round solar
Anakin skin Sprite, and my tint cola
I’m getting neck from a broad like some big shoulders
Till I bust like that 9 in ya heat holster
Everything I say is hot, bitch I speak toaster
And I break orthodox like I eat kosher
Shout out to (shhh) they gave a big loaf of
Green bread, got me chilling like a clean sofa
What’s that thick odor?
Young Millie T
A young, focused black boy, oh silly me
(I ain’t got time!)

[Verse 4]
Better talk shit
‘Cause I’m either in my Cons or my Golf shit
Pants got a lil flood, nigga pipe down
I’m Lil Boosie, Lil Boosie, way I wipe down
(Boy I ain’t got time!)
Yeah right now
‘Cause niggas dying every day and I ain’t light brown
And i-D ain’t wanna give a nigga no post
So I went and did a 12-page spread in Vogue
(Nigga I ain’t got time!)

[Outro]
Listen man, I’m that boy
All you little niggas clones
Boy I fill that void
You better kill that noise
Turn around and remap route
When they see that boy with them big ears and that gap tooth
Bitch
Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock
“Fuck… Hello”

Tyler, The Creator – Foreword lyrics

(feat. Rex Orange County)

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
How many cars can I buy ’til I run out of drive?
How much drive can I have ’til I run out of road?
How much road can they pave ’til I run out of land?
How much land can there be until I run in the ocean?
You niggas go with the motions and all the plans
Sea I was never into the beaches and all the sands
See, I was in the woods with flowers, rainbows and posies
Falling outta my pocket, but ya’ll want to know if I swam to cool down
How much cooler can I get until I run out of fans?
How many fans can I have until they turn on the AC?
If the AC blows, well then I’m TNT, I’m gone

[Bridge: Rex Orange County]
I’m gone and I’m finished
And I ain’t seen my friends in a minute
Guessing nothing lasts forever
Yeah, nothing lasts forever
Nothing sticks together
Sick of sitting in doubt
Please let me figure this out

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
Shout out to the girls that I lead on
For occasional head and always keeping my bed warm
And trying their hardest to keep my head on straight
And keeping me up enough ’til I had thought I was airborne
How many raps can I write ’til I get me a chain?
How many chains can I wear ’til I’m considered a slave?
How many slaves can it be ’til Nat Turner arise?
How many riots can it be ’til them Black lives matter?
Niggas click clack splatter, pew, pew that nigga
Life a game of basketball, you better shoot that nigga
‘Cause if that cop got trigger, he better pull
‘Cause when I get pulled over, I usually play it cool
‘Cause I know what I’m driving is usually paid in full
And my ego and possessions, will not let me be one
Because I got a mansion, my mansion got some rooms
Them rooms got some windows and my windows got some views
Them views get some stares and my backyard does too
And if you walk to the bottom you’ll prolly see a pool
You better not drown, keep them ten toes up
‘Cause if those ten toes down, that mean that you fucked up
And that’s what I swim in

[Outro: Rex Orange County]
And if I drown and don’t come back
Who’s gonna know? (Maybe then I’ll know)
And if I crash and don’t come back
Who’s gonna know? (Maybe then I’ll know)
And if I fall and don’t come back
Who’s gonna know? (Maybe then I’ll know)
I’m wondering if I don’t come back
Maybe then I’ll know

JAY-Z – Bam lyrics

Now greetings to the world
Gangsta no live in a tenement yard
Rude boy no live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Too much su, su, su, su, su
Them chatty, chatty, chatty
Them su, su, su, su, su
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV

Shawn was on that gospel shit
I was on the total fucking opposite
Shit, stuff a million dollars in the sock drawer
That’s a war chest in case you need your chest knocked off
Y’all be talkin’ crazy under them IG pictures
So when you get to Hell you tell ’em blanco sent you
I can’t take no threats I got a set of twins
Those were just the words you’ll never hear again
For the final time you don’t believe these fools
I’ve never seen the work la roc so many jewels
I’ve never seen the runner with so many cars
Y’all couldn’t stop me, you’re not as tough as you say you are
My advice is just don’t be too nice to niggas
Just set the price so niggas’ll live your live my nigga
Once upon a time in the projects
Shawn was in flight mode, I bought a Pyrex
I was in flight mode and that was killing me
I was movin’ them kilos help you move your peoples
Sometimes you need your ego, gotta remind these fools
Who they effin’ with, and we got Effen too
Before we had A&R’s we had AR’s too
We the only ones really movin’ like y’all say y’all do
We still movin’ like y’all niggas say y’all did
Emory passed you niggas and he did a bid.
Ty ty jumped over niggas and he’s like 5′ 6″
Got the heart of a giant, don’t you ever forget
Don’t you never forget, Jigga got this shit poppin’
I pulled out the pop when we was outta options

Gangsta no live in a tenement yard
Rude boy no live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Too much su, su, su, su, su
Them chatty, chatty, chatty
Them su, su, su, su, su
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV

Put that drum in your ear don’t get Srem’d
I’ll Bobby Shmurda anybody ya heard of
Niggas could not be further, I fathered your style
Birth of a nation Nat Turner style
Uh, y’all make me turn up all this talkin’ down
Uh, niggas is skippin’ leg day just to run they mouth
I be skippin’ leg day I still run the world
I pressed ahead of your team with one finger curled
I’ll line you all up with one finger wave
Make niggas weave, niggas is out here fake
Laced front to the back don’t front
Y’all gonna make me wig I’ma give y’all what you want

Gangsta no live in a tenement yard
Rude boy no live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Too much su, su, su, su, su
Them chatty, chatty, chatty
Them su, su, su, su, su
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV

Can’t you see it’s my ambition
I’ll come tonight suck the whole nation
What a bam bam yeah, loud
I miss a what a bam bam (do it Jay!)
Can’t you see it’s my ambition
I’ll come tonight suck the whole nation
What a bam bam
What a bam bam
I don’t give a God damn
I don’t give a God damn
When mi come a dance and mi spliff and Guinness
[?] people go on mind yuh business
This a hunting season
Mek I tell you hunting season
Well I tell ya something season
Yow this a hunting season
Cake and dumpling season
Spinners and dumpling season
[?]
Love is all I and I bring you know
Voice of the one pon gully banking
Top ranking, keep it skanking
Ooh wee, huh
Hear me now

Vic Mensa – Go Tell Em (The Birth Of A Nation The Inspired By Album) letras

[Sample]
Go tell em, go tell em
Go tell em, go tell em
Go tell em, go tell em

[Verse 1]
Go tell em, I’m gon’ tell what they don’t tell ’em
We been under water since they threw us in the boat
Sellin cotton pickin’ blues
Rock and roll, real role builders
Serving white America before we was dope dealing
Brick laid the birth of a nation, it’s the Roc
White house, black man, plantation, it’s Barack
But we still can’t cross the street
Without the cops trynna Zimmerman us while the whole neighborhood watch
They chained us to the auction block but now we changin’ the locks
‘Cause even Bill O’Reilly daughter out here drinkin’ Ciroc
Now that’s what I call the 21st Century Fox
Where Megyn Kelly try to tell me Santa’s white
It’s in town
Murder us right?
I just remember rap stars the new Bach
I pull strings like the orchestra, shut down your corporate
Nat Turner
Run up in the doors to your Nordstrom with a hundred niggas ready
And a hundred thousand more for ya
[Hook]
I see the future Martin Luther dreamt when he was a man
I feel the blood my momma fought for
See the scars on her hand
Oh tell me there ain’t no looking back now
Oh lord, as far as I ran
So take these chains or give me death
Either way we coming again

[Sample]
Go tell em, go tell em
Go tell em, go tell em
Go tell em, go tell em

[Verse 2]
Stripped from the family
Ripped from reality
Belly of the beast to the grips of the tragedy
Couldn’t touch my soul so they whipped my anatomy
I re-wrote the script when they thought they had mastered me
1-2-3
Now I’m counting up the casualties
Mounting up the calvary
Riding with a master piece
Shotgun shells show you god when they blast for me
Running like a wolf when they send the dogs after me
Fighting for my freedom, yes I had the audacity
Hangin’ from the trees, black blood on the leaves
Jumping overboard, black bodies in the sea
I die on my feet ‘fore I live on my knees
So you know I’m not begging if I say “Nigga please”

[Hook]
I see the future Martin Luther dreamt when he was a man
I feel the blood my momma fought for
See the scars on her hand
Oh tell me it ain’t no looking back now
Oh lord as far as I ran
So take these chains or give me death
Either way we coming again

Nas – War (feat. Raye) (The Birth Of A Nation The Inspired By Album) letras

[Intro: Raye]
Oh yeah-yeah
Oh-na-na-na, uhm

[Raye]
Concrete bricks, bullet proof vests
I’m proud of these walls that I built to defend
And protect this bold heart
This bold heart
But the way you marched into my home
Not few, big army
With the weapon on your arm
Yes, you struck straight with your cold heart
Your cold heart
[Verse 1: Nas]
I’m like Nat, I’m like Nat
I’m a man of God but where is Christ at?
And even though my name is Nas I am like Nat
Is this me declaring war? White flags
I now know why I was even born
To strike back
A full moon up in the sky, that’s a sign that
It’s time to get my liberation, the perfect configuration
It’s the birth of a nation, midwife black
Mother father, caucasian
My blood Indian, native
So now I’m contemplating being like Nat
‘Bout to show you what I’m made of
I’m what racists are afraid of
No mule and the 40 acres
And despite that
Watch out for the traitors
When they say make America great again, do they mean make us all slaves again?
Don’t be sidetracked

[Hook: Raye]
Is this you declaring war?
No, we will never wave the white flag, the white flag
So you think I’m gonna run now?
No, the time has come to fight back, to fight back
This is me declaring war
This is me declaring war, war
This is me declaring war, war

[Verse 2: Nas]
Don’t want to be a victim no more
Depicted as a criminal, especially when you’re poor
Why doesn’t the government order capital punishment
To officers
Who racial profile and put slugs in us
Makes me think they want us extinct
On the brink of insanity
We screaming for justice, they sending tanks, the man in me
Demand we protect the family, anarchy
Ku-Klux-Klan and him demanding he damage me
So my fantasy is every single one of us
Come against the evil divide of people, it’s common sense
The fury, I hope the whole world hear me
No justice, so I became a revolutionary
No matter if you’re red, white, black
If you want freedom then we’re all like Nat

[Hook: Raye]
Is this you declaring war?
No, we will never wave the white flag, the white flag
So you think I’m gonna run now?
No, the time has come to fight back, to fight back
This is me declaring war
This is me declaring war, war
This is me declaring war, war

[Outro]
Dear America, it’s time for a better America
There’s a little Nat Turner in every one of us
No matter if you’re red, white, black
If you want freedom then we’re all like Nat
War, war (war), war, war
Declare war
It’s time
Let the spirit of Nat Turner live forever

Vic Mensa – Go Tell ’em letras

[Sample]
Go tell em, go tell em
Go tell em, go tell em
Go tell em, go tell em

[Verse 1]
Go tell em, I’m gon’ tell what they don’t tell ’em
We been under water since they threw us in the boat
Sellin cotton pickin’ blues
Rock and roll, real role builders
Serving white America before we was dope dealing
Brick laid the birth of a nation, it’s the Roc
White house, black man, plantation, it’s Barack
But we still can’t cross the street
Without the cops trynna Zimmerman us while the whole neighborhood watch
They chained us to the auction block but now we changin’ the locks
‘Cause even Bill O’Reilly daughter out here drinkin’ Ciroc
Now that’s what I call the 21st Century Fox
Where Megyn Kelly try to tell me Santa’s white
It’s in town
Murder us right?
I just remember rap stars the new Bach
I pull strings like the orchestra, shut down your corporate
Nat Turner
Run up in the doors to your Nordstrom with a hundred niggas ready
And a hundred thousand more for ya
[Hook]
I see the future Martin Luther dreamt when he was a man
I feel the blood my momma fought for
See the scars on her hand
Oh tell me there ain’t no looking back now
Oh lord, as far as I ran
So take these chains or give me death
Either way we coming again

[Sample]
Go tell em, go tell em
Go tell em, go tell em
Go tell em, go tell em

[Verse 2]
Stripped from the family
Ripped from reality
Belly of the beast to the grips of the tragedy
Couldn’t touch my soul so they whipped my anatomy
I re-wrote the script when they thought they had mastered me
1-2-3
Now I’m counting up the casualties
Mounting up the calvary
Riding with a master piece
Shotgun shells show you god when they blast for me
Running like a wolf when they send the dogs after me
Fighting for my freedom, yes I had the audacity
Hangin’ from the trees, black blood on the leaves
Jumping overboard, black bodies in the sea
I die on my feet ‘fore I live on my knees
So you know I’m not begging if I say “Nigga please”

[Hook]
I see the future Martin Luther dreamt when he was a man
I feel the blood my momma fought for
See the scars on her hand
Oh tell me it ain’t no looking back now
Oh lord as far as I ran
So take these chains or give me death
Either way we coming again

Nas – War (feat. Raye) letras

[Intro: Raye]
Oh yeah-yeah
Oh-na-na-na, uhm

[Raye]
Concrete bricks, bullet proof vests
I’m proud of these walls that I built to defend
To protect this bold heart
This bold heart
But the way you marched into my home not (?)
Army with the weapon and your arm not (?)
Would be cold heart, your cold heart
[Verse 1: Nas]
I’m like Nat, I’m like Nat
I’m a man of God but where is christ at
And even though my name is Nas I am like Nat
Is this me declaring war? White flags
I now know why I was even born
To strike back
A full moon up in the sky, that’s a sign that
It’s time to get my liberation, the perfect configuration
It’s the birth of a nation, men white and black
Mother father, caucasian
My blood Indian, native
So now I’m contemplating being like Nat
Bout to show you what I’m made of
I’m what racists are afraid of
No mule and the 40 acres
And despite that
Watch out for the traitors
When they say make America great again do they mean make us all slaves again?
Don’t be sidetracked

[Hook: Raye]
Is this you declaring war?
No we will never wave the white flag, the white flag
So you think I’m gonna run now?
No the time has come to fight back, to fight back
This is me declaring war
This is me declaring war, war
This is me declaring war, war

[Verse 2: Nas]
Don’t want to be a victim no more
Depicted as a criminal, especially when you’re poor
Why doesn’t the government order capital punishment
To officers
Who racial profile and put slugs in us
Makes me think they want us extinct
On the brink of insanity
We screaming justice, they sending tanks, the man in me
Demand that we protect the family, anarchy
Ku-Klux-Klan and him demand that he damage me
So my fantasy is every single one of us
Come against the evil divide the people it’s common sense
The fury, I hope the whole world hear me
No justice till I became a revolutionary
No matter if you’re red, white, black
If you want freedom then we’re all like Nat

[Hook: Raye]
Is this you declaring war?
No we will never wave the white flag, the white flag
So you think I’m gonna run now?
No the time has come to fight back, to fight back
This is me declaring war
This is me declaring war, war
This is me declaring war, war

[Outro]
Dear America, it’s time for a better America
There’s a little Nat Turner in every one of us
No matter if you’re red, white, black
If you want freedom then we’re all like Nat
War, war (war), war, war
Declare war
It’s time
Let the spirit of Nat Turner live forever