Radiohead – The Numbers letras

It holds us like a phantom
The touch is like a breeze
It shines its understanding
See the moon smiling

Open on all channels
Ready to receive
And we’re not at the mercy
Of your shimmerers or spells
Your shimmerers or spells
Mmmhm

We are of the earth
To her we do return
The future is inside us
It’s not somewhere else
It’s not somewhere else
It’s not somewhere else

One day at a time

We call upon the people
People have this power
The numbers don’t decide
Your system is a lie
The river running dry
The wings of a butterfly
And you may pour us away like soup
Like we’re pretty broken flowers
We’ll take back what is ours
Take back what is ours

One day at a time

Machine Gun Kelly & Mod Sun – Sublime letras

[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly & MOD SUN]

(MOD SUN)
Man, Kellz, come ‘on, get off the bus, bro, lets go!
(MGK)
Bruhh, I’m tryin’ get chill and get high motherfucker

(MOD SUN)
Get high on the way bro! (laughs) You driving!

(MGK)
Ill catch ya’ll in a second

[MGK] Mad good vibes in this building!
[MOD SUN] Yea, that’s what’s up!

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
(Aye!)
I go to sleep in the morning, and wake up when I wanna
I am my own employer, I be high off marijuana
Shit I might start my day off at the crack of 6:00 PM
And spend per diem on 24 hour breakfast, look
8 plates, and you can’t have a taste
Only bosses keep a bong inside they work place
I just wanna eat some mushies in the Mercedes
Trippin’ down Venice like a menace cause of earthquakes
I need a dentist because I chipped all of my teeth on the tour
Probably from all them nights of passing out on the floor
Took some acid in Minneapolis, that was with Mod
And got locked in the freezer I swear to God

[Verse 2: MOD SUN]
I go to sleep in the morning, and wake up when I wanna
My name is MOD SUN (What?), and I’m a fuckin’ stoner
What you doin’ with your life if you ain’t gettin’ high
(what you doin’)
I don’t buy from anybody, I am the supply (Bitch!)
Hair longer than ya girl, but I am the guy (Bitch!)
Smokin’ in the car, riding, bumpin’ “Do or Die” (Ah!)
I’m so fuckin’ high (WHAT?!)
Who the fuck am I? (Bitch you MOD SUN!)
Oh that’s fuckin’ right!
Man Kellz I told you, I said that’s fuckin’ right!

[MGK]
(laughs) Yea, aye MOD SUN, I got to come in too

[Hook: Machine Gun Kelly]
I be like, I be like
If you smokin’ put them J’s in the sky, (Hands up!)
Put those motherfuckin’ hands up high
(Nah, fuck that) I be like
If you smokin’ put them J’s in the sky, (Aye! Yeah, uh)
Everybody in this bitch get high, (Yeah I like that)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (Whoa, Whoa!)
Everybody in this bitch gettin’ high
(I be like, I be like)
Me and Mod be like
If you smokin’ put them J’s in the sky
Everybody in this bitch gettin’ high, (Aye Kellz [?])
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (You hear this or what?)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (What?!)
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (Aye, aye)
(Man, bring that shit man!)
(Uh, we be like) If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (You out there or what?)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (Ah!)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (Aye, Aye)
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (I be like, I be like)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (Aye, Aye)
Me and MOD everyday gettin’ high (Ahh!)
I be like, I be like x3
(laughs)

[Outro: Machine Gun Kelly & MOD SUN]
Grouch, you want something to drink?
Yup! Here!
(muffled) It’s like uhh, earthy …
Goin’, goin’ healthy sucks! (laughs)

Kaskade & Deadmau5 – Beneath With Me (feat. Skylar Grey) letras

[Verse 1]
Can’t escape
All the fire burning bright
Water still is rising
Throughout the long nights

[Chorus]
Come take my hand
And focus on the light down at the end
Say words to comfort me
We still have time for hope, that’s all we need
Beneath with me
Beneath with me
Beneath with me

[Verse 2]
Morning grace
Enemies have come together
Miles have gone silent
In the arms of strangers

[Chorus]
Come take my hand
And focus on the light down at the end
Say words to comfort me
We still have time for hope
That’s all we need
Beneath with me
Beneath with me
Beneath with me

K Camp – Lyric Ave letras

[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

[Verse 1]
First off I am not a rapper, second off we are not the same
Third thing, all you bitch niggas on the internet, you should be ashamed
Closet full of Alexander Wang
Louis loafers, you can say I changed
Louis jacket just to block the rain
Eatin’ lobster bisk with some champagne
RIP to Bankroll
Shit all day been chasin’ bankrolls
I ain’t even change, I’m in the same clothes
Young wild nigga these hoes can’t expose
Young wild nigga that came in on fleek
Gotta get that lil bitch out my sheets
Uber outside, I see you next week
Mover XL, you know a nigga cheap
Pull up to your function ridin’ in that foreign car
Shawty fuck me off that co-co, feel like Pablo Escobar
Ain’t no pressure I’ma still accept your ass for who you are
Now just hop in my jacuzzi lose the panties and that bra

[Interlude]
Oh-oh-oh

[Verse 2]
Bitch I’m that dude
King of pro tool
I am so rude
Feel like Goku
Lunch and no boo
Don’t do tofu
Say he know me but I don’t know old dude
Why you trippin’ man I swear she old news
Stop that bitch and girl you know you mine
Rollin’ stone, get my Rollie on
Rollin’ raw cone, drinkin’ red wine
But these niggas still know what’s happenin’
I’m not just rappin’
Expressin’ my emotions through some God damn captions
Ridin’ through the city and I’m God damn packin’
Cause I wish a nigga would nigga I’m God damn lappin’
On my way baby wish me well
Young nigga finally came out that shell
I’m the motherfuckin’ truth bitch, if you can’t tell

[Hook]
I got my change up
I got my name up
I wish a nigga tried to tell me that I change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I’m famous
Bought a brand new foreign so I had to switch my lane up
Change up
I got my change up, I got my change up, I got my change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I’m famous
Tell me why you hatin’ cause a nigga switched his lane up
Let’s get it

[Verse 3]
Bitch I’m on, they can’t help but hate
Round table with a full plate
I be in here, finest night chef
Shoutout (?)
Hand be so swift
Tokyo drift
Now I’m ridin’
Green on me add a thousand dollars
Young nigga got his money pilin’
When I seen a mil bitch I started robbin’

[Hook]
I got my change up
I got my name up
I wish a nigga tried to tell me that I change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I’m famous
Bought a brand new foreign so I had to switch my lane up
Change up
I got my change up, I got my change up, I got my change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I’m famous
Tell me why you hatin’ cause a nigga switched his lane up
Let’s get it

[Outro]
When are we gonna do Lyric Ave again
That was crazy last week
See you soon, call us, bye

Justice – Randy letras

Get up and shake it off
It’s time that you listen up and hear the call
Bail out the water better not you’re on fire
Backed against the wall

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t stop, try to make your mark
And make your mind up
Don’t stop, work it out and try to make it
[Chorus]
Randy, get yourself together
Got to get it up to make it better
Randy, you don’t have to suffer
Step outside and find yourself a lover

When you know you’ve arrived
And it’s time, don’t shoot low
Aim at high
When you know you’ve arrived
And it’s time, take it slow
Shoot it high

Hold on to what you’ve got
And strike while the iron’s hot, put up a fight
Those days are good and gone
Keep up, keep on going strong all through the night

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t stop, try to make your mark
And make your mind up
Don’t stop, work it out and try to make it

[Chorus]
Randy, get yourself together
Got to get it up to make it better
Randy, you don’t have to suffer
Step outside and find yourself a lover

When you know you’ve arrived
And it’s time, don’t shoot low
Aim at high
When you know you’ve arrived
And it’s time, take it slow
Shoot it high

[Instrumental]

Feels like the latest version
Now that the wind is turning soft and cool
Next stop a new dimension
Find something fresh and someone just for you

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t stop, try to make your mark
And make your mind up
Don’t stop, work it out and try to make it

[Chorus]
Randy, get yourself together
Got to get it up to make it better
Randy, you don’t have to suffer
Step outside and find yourself a lover

When you know you’ve arrived
And it’s time, don’t shoot low
Aim at high
When you know you’ve arrived
And it’s time, take it slow
Shoot it high

Juanes – Fuego letras

(Hola, me matas cuando caminas…)
Con tu mirada me devoras
Tu sabes que me fascinas de esquina
A esquina de abajo a arriba
Con tu sabor a latina
Se siente que no pasan las horas
Me sacas de la rutina
Mi vida es mejor ahora

Quédate hasta el amanecer
Yo que he esperado tanto
Apágame

Este fuego fuego
Hasta las sabanas las prendemos
Mira lo bien que nos entendemos
Cuando lo hacemos

Quiero quiero
Que de la cama pasemos al cielo
Y no te vayas porque me muero
Mira lo bien que nos entendemos
Cuando lo hacemos
Nena me inspiras cuando caminas
Me pierdo en tus caderas
Eres la cosa más linda
De esquina a esquina de abajo a
Arriba

Quédate hasta el amanecer
Yo que he esperado tanto
Apágame

Este fuego fuego
Hasta las sabanas las prendemos
Mira lo bien que nos entendemos
(Cuando lo hacemos)

Young Jeezy – All There (feat. Bankroll Fresh) letras

[Intro]
Tre, Tre

[Verse 1: Bankroll Fresh]
Dope boy 95 air max on
Came from up the road boy you know we tax homes
You want a whole thing hit me on the black phone
Hood nigga Hot Cheetos what I snack on
Hood nigga it ain’t nothin to get you wack homie
Trap nigga, nigga serving back to back jawns
Rap nigga wanna be a trap nigga clone
Standing in the kitchen with my wife beater on
[Hook : Bankroll Fresh & Jeezy]
Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it’s all there
I just ran through the bag it’s all there
Pull Up if you wanna buy a half it’s all there
28, 36, a 1000, all there
Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it’s all there
I just ran through the check it’s all there
Pull Up if you wanna buy a half it’s all there
9 hundred in my pocket, big faces all there

[Verse 2: Jeezy & Bankroll Fresh]
Smoke up a blunt they ain’t seeing this shit
[?] I’ll whip a b in this bitch
Automatic I don’t need a key up in this bitch
Cartier don’t you see the ‘C’ up in this shit
In that yellow Bentley, bumblebee up in this bitch
When I wrote my first song, breaking down my first brick
That was ’05, I was in that ’06
In the GMC van, I’m selling fire doing tricks

[Hook : Bankroll Fresh & Jeezy]
Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it’s all there
I just ran through the bag it’s all there
Pull Up if you wanna buy a half it’s all there
28, 36, a 1000, all there
Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it’s all there
I just ran through the check it’s all there
Pull Up if you wanna buy a half it’s all there
9 hundred in my pocket, big faces all there

[Verse 3: Jeezy & Bankroll Fresh]
Pull Up look nigga mention y’all there
I just left Walters nigga I ball all player
Pull up to the spot, you might just see your dog there
Pull up on the unannounced you probably see your broad there
Dope jumping out the pot, like a frog yeah
Pyrex smoking looking like it’s fog yeah
You having plenty money she’ll suck you off yeah
You having blocks, nigga I’m having plenty guap yeah

[Hook : Bankroll Fresh & Jeezy]
Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it’s all there
I just ran through the bag it’s all there
Pull Up if you wanna buy a half it’s all there
28, 36, a 1000, all there
Selling dope by the pot, straight drop it’s all there
I just ran through the check it’s all there
Pull Up if you wanna buy a half it’s all there
9 hundred in my pocket, big faces all there

Becky G – Mangú letras

[Chorus]
Me dijo echa pa’ acá me gustas tú
Aquí se va a bailar con poca luz
Me dijo echa pa’ acá me gustas tú
Aquí se va a bailar con poca luz

[Post-Chorus]
Él quiere una Americana loca, loca, loca, loca
De esas que le gustan las fiestas, fiesta, fiesta, fiesta
Pero yo no soy una de esas, de esa’, de esa’, de esa’
Lo dejo con la camisa hecha, hecha, hecha, hecha
[Verso 1]
Hey, anoche estaba en un lugar de esos que voy para bailar
Y el tipo se pegaba y yo lo despegaba
Yo no soy así, yo no soy así (ven), yo no soy así, yo no soy así (Mmm..)
Yo no soy así, yo no soy así, pero él insistía

[Chorus]
Me dijo echa pa’ acá me gustas tú
Aquí se va a bailar con poca luz
Me dijo echa pa’ acá me gustas tú
Aquí se va a bailar con poca luz

[Post-Chorus]
Él quiere una Americana loca, loca, loca, loca
De esas que le gustan las fiestas, fiesta, fiesta, fiesta
Pero yo no soy una de esas, de esa’, de esa’, de esa’
Lo dejo con la camisa hecha, hecha, hecha, hecha

[Bridge]
Me gustas tú, tú, no me gustas tú
Me dijo hecha pa’ acá me gustas tú
Aquí se va a bailar con poca luz
Él quiere una latina bien loca
(Que ritmo, que ritmo, que ritmo, que momento
Que ritmo, que ritmo, que ritmo, que momento
Que ritmo, que ritmo, que ritmo, que momento)
Quiere una latina bien loca, loca, loca, loca
De esas que bailando se sueltan, suelta, suelta, suelta
Pero yo no soy una de esas, de esa’, de esa’, de esa’
Lo dejo con el plato en la mesa, mesa, mesa, mesa

[Verse 2]
Hey, anoche estaba en un lugar de esos que voy para bailar
Y el tipo se pegaba y yo lo despegaba
Yo no soy así, yo no soy así (ven), yo no soy así, yo no soy así (Mmm…)
Yo no soy así, yo no soy así, pero el insistía

[Chorus]
Me dijo hecha pa’ acá me gustas tú
Aquí se va a bailar con poca luz
Me dijo hecha pa’ acá me gustas tú
Aquí se va a bailar con poca luz

[Outro]
Él quiere una Americana loca
(Que ritmo, que ritmo, que ritmo, que momento
Que ritmo, que ritmo, que ritmo, que momento
Que ritmo, que ritmo, que ritmo, que momento
Que ritmo, que ritmo, que ritmo, que momento)

Anouk – Burn letras

[Verse 1]
Burn motherfucker, burn motherfucker, burn in hell
The rage was in my soul and I can tell
I want you to burn motherfucker, burn motherfucker, burn in hell
Cause bringing me down and popping my car was shit

[Pre-Chorus]
You are taking up too much space
[Chorus 1]
Cold and heartless
Like I won’t behave
I was worth your guidance
Being used to a slave
But I can’t live in a lie
Do you really wanna this?
Oh, and fake it till we die
Fake it till we die, oh

[Verse 2]
Burn motherfucker, burn motherfucker, straight to hell
Pretend to be my lover, lover, but it don’t sleep well, yeah
Burn motherfucker, burn motherfucker, burn in hell
I’m amazed how many keep fooling themselves

[Pre-Chorus]
You are taking up too much space

[Chorus 1]
Cold and heartless
Like I won’t behave
Was your guidance
Being used to a slave
We could leave behind a lie
Do you really wanna this?
Oh, and fake it till we die

[Bridge]
I can’t anymore
You really never had my back
The one [?]
And then he all turned to black
Now I know I should’ve never
Trust an innoscent space
Cause it will never give me
Satisfaction that I crave

[Chorus 2]
Do you really
Do you really wanna do this?
Do you really
Do you really wanna do this, do this?
Do you really
Do you really wanna do this?
(Fake it till we die)
Do you really
Do you really wanna do this, do this?
(Burn in hell)
Do this, do this
Do you really wanna my love, oh
Do you really wanna do this?
Do you really wanna do this?
Do you really wanna do this, do this?
Do you really wanna do this?

[Outro]
I said no, no
No, it will never, never, never give me
I said no, no way
It will never give the satisfaction that I crave
So let’s fake it till we die
Fake it till we die

Amber Coffman – All To Myself letras

[Verse 1]
I can’t just sit around feeling upset
Dwelling on my loneliness
Maybe if I step out
Go get some sun
Maybe today I’ll get something done
Kick off the covers
But I don’t move
Even though I know what to do

[Chorus]
I gotta sing it out, sing it all to myself
There’s no one to run to
There’s a voice inside of me
And it’s time to listen
[Verse 2]
I wanna be swallowed up
An ocean of love
That’s all I keep thinking of
But I can’t make the water move
Water moves on its own
Gotta be okay for a while alone
Look out the window, feeling nothing
Wish I knew how to come up for air
But when I can’t see the light
And I wanna hide
When I feel like I’m losing my mind

[Chorus]
I gotta sing it out, sing it all to myself
There’s no one to run to
There’s a voice inside of me
And it’s time to listen

[Bridge]
I’m so tired and I know why I spent too long
Trying to change all these thing I can’t control
And now I finally let it go
Watch the sky open up and turn the fall into a dive
See that I’m gonna be just fine

Al I want is to feel strong
Well I know who I can count on

[Chorus]
I gotta sing it out, sing it all to myself
There’s no one to run to
There’s a voice inside of me
And it’s time to listen

[Chorus]
You gotta sing it out, sing it all to yourself
There’s no one to run to
There’s a voice inside of you
And it’s time to listen

Young Dolph – What Yo Life Like (feat. 2 Chainz) letras

[Intro]
(Zaytoven)
Oh you say you can’t do hoops?
Oh you say from where? Oh
Used to do what? Okay
Used to have what?

[Hook: Young Dolph]
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I fucked up a couple sacks until I got it right
When your money them bitches beg to spend a night
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I turned into a superstar over night

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
What your life like?
Every day I’m catchin’ flights
Every day I pray to God tryna get my life right
The way my bracelet and my watch hittin’ I think they wanna fight
I put that bitch on top and let her ride me like a bike
Bitch said that she fucked me? She just lyin’ for promotion
I just smoked a blunt, a lemon tree on the ocean
She listenin’ to my music, I’m caught up in her emotions
I just spent 50,000 on an iced out emoji
I don’t socialize because I’m not really that social
I’m from where you stack them M’s up and try not to get noticed
My OGs keep on tellin’ me, young nigga just stay focused
Remember I used to pull up with 60 pounds in the Focus

[Hook: Young Dolph]
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I fucked up a couple sacks until I got it right
When your money them bitches beg to spend a night
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I turned into a superstar over night

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
7th grade I sold my first nickel sack of reefer
Vogues on the Chevy got it tall as Wiz Khalifa
Back had the work, Chi had a little cheaper
South side with an F, my joggin’ suit was FILA
I’m a D-boy, I had the silk shirt and all
Very therapeutic when I step in the mall
Got my Cali plug, one night I went to pin ups
Started doin’ kush-ups when your ass was doin’ chin-ups
Had the Tec-9, Steph had the Mac-11
Used to charge a nigga 150 for a seven
All the way up, it’s 96 for a pound
Made it rain so long I almost made a bitch drown

[Hook: Young Dolph]
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I fucked up a couple sacks until I got it right
When your money them bitches beg to spend a night
Tell me what your life like
You sellin’ green, sellin’ white
You ever seen a dope fiend hit a pipe?
I turned into a superstar over night

Phantogram – Same Old Blues (Three Album) letras

[Intro]
O yes, my Lord
He will surely bring you peace
O yes, my Lord
He will surely bring you peace

[Verse 1]
And this is nothing new
It’s just the same old blues
And like a devil on my shoulder
And nothing left to lose
You can never break my heart
Everything will fall apart
And you can never save my soul
I think it’s time to let me go

[Chorus]
I keep on having this dream
Where I’m stuck in a hole and I can’t get out
There’s always something that’s pulling me down, down, down

[Hook]
And this is nothing new
It’s just the same old blues
And this is nothing new
It’s just the same old blues

[Verse 2]
Today I lost my future to the past
I got nobody left, I’m going nowhere fast
Never getting far away enough
Like a shadow on the sidewalk I can’t shake it off
You can never change my mind
I think I’m running out of time
You can never save my soul
I think it’s time to let me go

[Chorus]
I keep on having this dream
Where I’m stuck in a hole and I can’t get out
There’s always something that’s pulling me down, down, down
My heart is down on its knees so I try, oh, I try
But it’s too late now
There’s always something that’s pulling me down, down, down

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Chorus]
I keep on having this dream
Where I’m stuck in a hole and I can’t get out
There’s always something that’s pulling me down, down, down
My heart is down on its knees
And no one is hearing me screaming
There’s always something that’s pulling me down, down, down

[Hook]
And this is nothing new
It’s just the same old blues
And this is nothing new
It’s just the same old blues

Phantogram – You Don’t Get Me High Anymore (Three Album) letras

I don’t like staying at home
When the moon is bleeding red
Woke up stoned in the backseat
From a dream where my teeth fell out of my head
Cut it up, cut it up, yeah
Everybody’s on something here
My godsend chemical best friend
Skeleton whispering in my ear
Walk with me to the end
Stare with me into the abyss
Do you feel like letting go?
I wonder how far down it is
Nothing is fun
Not like before
You don’t get me high anymore
Used to take one
Now it’s takes four
You don’t get me high anymore
Runnin’ through emergency rooms
Spinning wheels and ceiling fans
My hand shake cellophane landscape
Mannequin (fakin’ it) the best I can.
It’s Cadillac, Cadillac red
No hands on the steering wheel
I’m crashing this save-a-ho
Puppet show
UFO
Obliterate the way I feel
Walk with me to the end
Stare with me into the abyss
Do you feel like letting go?
I wonder how far down it is
Nothing is fun
Not like before
You don’t get me high anymore
Used to take one
Now it’s takes four
You don’t get me high anymore
You don’t get me high anymore
You don’t get me high anymore
Walk with me to the end
Stare with me into the abyss
Do you feel like letting go?
I wonder how far down it is
Nothing is fun
Not like before
You don’t get me high anymore
Used to take one
Now it’s takes four
You don’t get me high anymore
You don’t get me high anymore
(high anymore)
(you don’t get me, you don’t get me high anymore)
You don’t get me high anymore

Phantogram – Cruel World (Three Album) letras

[Verse 1]
I’m putting you out of your misery
Cause darling you’re dragging me down
I wish I could say that I’m sorry
But I’m over that, now I’m taking you out
It’s a cruel, cruel world

[Verse 2]
I used to see beauty in people
But now I see muscle and bones
You know I never wanted to hurt you
But I’m sorry, my friend, this is the end
So I’m saying my goodbyes

[Chorus]
It only ever got me hurt
And I finally learned
It’s a cruel, cruel world

[Bridge]
Erase you from my mind
I’m sorry, but I’m cutting all the ties
So I’m saying my goodbyes
Good bye to my good side

[Chorus]
It only ever got me hurt
And I finally learned
It’s a cruel, cruel world

Phantogram – Barking Dog (Three Album) letras

Head on the bathroom floor
Talking in my demon voice
Millions of years go by
Memories of peace and love
Killing to reconstruct
And what will the label do?

Hurt people hurt people too
I’m sorry for what I’ve done
Head on the bathroom floor
Talking in your demon voice
Millions of years go by
Memories of peace and love
Talking to the barking dog
Never mind the barking dog
Never mind the barking dog

Millions of years go by
Head on the bathroom floor
Talking in your demon voice
Millions of years go by
Memories of peace and love

I’m sorry for what I’ve done
And hurt people hurt people too
Hurt people hurt people too

Never mind the walking dog
Never mind the walking dog
Never mind the walking dog

Phantogram – You’re Mine (Three Album) letras

[Verse 1]
You don’t talk to no one, don’t you look at nothin’
Focus on me, look into my eyes
Come a little closer, let me tell you somethin’
Eat your ego, honey, swallow your pride
You don’t talk to no one, don’t you look at nothin’
Focus on me, look into my eyes
Come a little closer, let me tell you somethin’
You ain’t goin’ anywhere, ’cause you’re mine

[Chorus]
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
[Verse 2]
I used to be a rifle, yeah I had my distance
Whistling like a bullet in the sky
I used to be a psycho, yeah I had my demons
Crawling like a spider up my spine
I spotted you the second I walked in the building
I knew that you would let me get you high
I wanna hear the things you say when no one’s listening
But that don’t matter anyway, ’cause you’re mine

[Chorus]
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine

[Bridge]
No one’s gonna love you
No one’s gonna touch you
No one’s gonna look at you the way I do
No one’s gonna save you
Build you up and break you
I’m the one you pray to every night ’cause you’re mine

[Chorus]
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine
‘Cause you’re mine

[Outro]
You don’t talk to no one, don’t you look at nothin’

Phantogram – Answer (Three Album) letras

And you can’t hold me down
Because I need an answer
Because I need an answer, love
And you say way too much
But still I need an answer, love
But still I need an answer, love

Kindly be kind, wipe all the dirt from my eyes
I need an answer
I need an answer
Been up until dawn and all of my heroes are gone, babe
But I know they’re out there
They say be with the one that you love
Be with the one that you love
I need an answer
I need an answer

They say be with the one that you love
Be with the one that you love
I can’t make you stop, can’t make you stop
Can’t make you stop when you’re already gone

And you can’t hold me down
Because I need an answer
Because I need an answer, love

And you say way too much
But I still need an answer, love
But I still need an answer, love

Kindly be kind, wipe all the dirt from my eyes
I need an answer
I need an answer

Phantogram – Run Run Blood (Three Album) letras

[Verse 1]
Hey wolf, there’s lions in here
There’s lions in here, there’s lions in here
Hey wolf, just see there’s no fear
Just see it’s no fair, there are lions in here
Hey wolf, there’s lions in here
There’s lions in here, there’s lions in here
Hey wolf, just see there’s no fear
Just see it’s no fair, there are lions in here

[Verse 2]
Extra, extra, read all about it
You think you slow me down? I highly doubt it
I own the paperboys, and you’re the buyer
Your world is my world now to live and die in

[Pre-Chorus]
Does anybody need to eat?
Does anybody need to breathe?
Got you blindfolded on your knees
Run, run, run
Run, run, blood

[Chorus]
Follow me into a swarm of bees
Swallow everything you don’t believe
Drink away all of your memories
Say goodbye to your family
It’s bigger than life
It’s bigger than love
It’s bigger than us
Bigger than all
It’s bigger than life
It’s bigger than love
It’s bigger than us
Bigger than all

[Verse 3]
Hey wolf, there’s lions in here
There’s lions in here, there’s lions in here
Hey wolf, just see there’s no fear
Just see it’s no fair, there are lions in here

[Verse 4]
Quicksand, quicksand
What’s so surprising?
Make your decision, man
Sinking or rising?
Sew up your eyelids
Now you’re divided
Money for loyalty, that’s how I like it

[Pre-Chorus]
Does anybody need to eat?
Does anybody need to breathe?
Got you blindfolded on your knees
Run, run, run
Run, run, blood

[Chorus]
Follow me into a swarm of bees
Swallow everything you don’t believe
Drink away all of your memories
Say goodbye to your family
It’s bigger than life
It’s bigger than love
It’s bigger than us
Bigger than all
It’s bigger than life
It’s bigger than love
It’s bigger than us
Bigger than all

Follow me into a swarm of bees
Swallow everything you don’t believe
Drink away all of your memories
Say goodbye to your family
It’s bigger than life
It’s bigger than love
It’s bigger than us
Bigger than all
It’s bigger than life
It’s bigger than love
It’s bigger than us
Bigger than all

[Outro]
Hey wolf, there’s lions in here
There’s lions in here, there are lions in here
Hey wolf, just see there’s no fear
Just see it’s no fair, there are lions in here
Hey wolf, there’s lions in here
There’s lions in here, there are lions in here
Hey wolf, just see there’s no fear
Just see it’s no fair, there are lions in here

Phantogram – Destroyer (Three Album) letras

[Verse 1]
Empty, heavy eyes
Drift away to my heaven
Whatever waits inside
I’m just a ghost you think you know
Was there something that you wanted to say?
Goodbye

[Chorus]
My time has come
My head is falling off
I can kill you all
And finally be alone
[Verse 2]
Keep you here a while
And if I’m never forgiven
You can’t say I didn’t try
I tried, I tried to save so many lives
I guess my heart got carried away
I guess the dark turned off the light
Was there something that you wanted to say?
Goodbye

[Chorus]
My time has come
My head is falling off
I can kill you all
And finally be alone

[Outro]
I am alone
Destroyer
Destroyer

Phantogram – Calling All (Three Album) letras

[Intro]
You got 20s, 5s, 10s
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it, oh

[Verse 2]
Calling all the call girls
Lookin’ fresh and pretty
We gon’ wear the night out
‘Til our hands and nose bleed
Let me know what’ll break you
Let me know what to pay you
Come along little angel
You gotta do what you gotta do
[Refrain]
We all got a little bit of ho in us
We all got a little bit of ho in us
We all got a little bit of ho in us
Take it, take it, take it like you love it now
We all got a little bit of ho in us
We all got a little bit of ho in us
We all got a little bit of ho in us
Take it, take it, take it like you love it now

[Chorus]
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Keep, keep goin’ now, keep, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Keep, keep goin’ now, keep, keep goin’ now

[Refrain]
We all got a little bit of ho in us
We all got a little bit of ho in us
We all got a little bit of ho in us
Take it, take it, take it like you love it now

[Verse 2]
Calling all the lost boys
With your bellies aching
Meet me down by the boat docks
I know what you’re craving
I can satiate it
You can almost taste it
Love is overrated
Love is overrated

[Chorus]
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Keep, keep goin’ now, keep, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Keep, keep goin’ now, keep, keep goin’ now

[Bridge]
Whatever we do to get by
It’s alright, it’s alright
Whatever we do to get by
It’s alright, it’s alright

[Chorus]
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Keep, keep goin’ now, keep, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Shake, you know you wanna shake, keep goin’ now
Keep, keep goin’ now, keep, keep goin’ now

[Outro]
Whatever you do to get by
Alright, alright

Game – Savage Lifestyle (1992 Album) letras

[Intro]
Can you pan over a little bit? Look at this right here, this is a suburban type jeep with a sharp shooter peering outside of the sunroof with an automatic rifle. It appears to be a scene you might see in Operation Desert Storm and we’ve been seeing this all night

[Verse 1]
It’s a trap, it’s a trap
Why they ain’t tell us red and blue don’t matter when you black
Matter of fact we in blindfolds
Bunch of lost souls
Kids shot dead in the streets now they eyes closed
How you call the angels when it’s kings getting beat up
And Gil Garcetti in his office with his feet up
No way to dodge police brutality
Selling crack cocaine, making a teacher’s salary
Mexicans hopping the borders in the thousands
Become cholos, one button pendleton and they styling
Crips on the corner in Dodger blue with they gold chains
Bloods sporting corn rows and Chucks with the red strings
Sun going down so them Chevys about to roll out
Fiends scratching themselves, stumbling out the dope house
Niggas tying bandanas, bout to put the drum on
Make it home ‘fore street lights come on

[Bridge]
The way we living savage
The way we living savage
The way we living savage
The way we living savage

[Verse 2]
So grab that gun, load that clip
Grab that torch, light that shit
Grab that stick, grab that brick
Throw it
It’s time to riot if you don’t see black owned in the window
It’s on fire
Start here, end up over there
The smell of gun powder in the air
And just so we clear
This is pain and despair
We burn our own shit and we aware
And don’t care
Tell the national guards to disappear
We got guns too and we ain’t scared
So fuck the man, fuck the President Bush and his legislation
Shit gotta change and we ain’t waiting, fuck patience
The government corrupt, I can prove it
Martin, Malcolm, Huey P. Newton
And that’s why the whole city out here looting
How can we stand here and not do shit?
All this smoke over the hood looking like low clouds
Cars with no miles on fire, they broke down
White people wishing that they was at home
Asians fronting like they business is black owned
Far from stupid, we coming in the stores tripping
Running in swap meets for they Jordans and they Pippins
Crowbars, bats, anything that break glass
They fucked Rodney King up and now it’s they ass
So it’s bottle rockets through the window
Kids that would never smoke indo
Fiends kicking in doors, steeling Nintendos
Niggas robbing liquor stores with taped up duck hunt guns
City burning but it’s fucked up fun
National guards on the corner
They don’t know the hood, they foreigners
We was busting at the cops before Chris Dorner
Ghetto birds flying over the hood, they see us
Showing the fuck out, cleaning the trucks out
Niggas mobbing down the streets pushing big screens and baskets
Staring straight into the cameras
No ski mask, just pandemonium
Niggas looting what they homies in
Running around with Scarface guns like they was Tony and them
Who, what, where, when, how the fuck they gonna stop us?
When the last 50 years we accustomed to window shopping
So we taking lighters to the tip of magazines
Dip ’em in gasoline

[Hook]
And set this motherfucker on (fire)
The whole world watching, Los Angeles is on (fire)
Yeah, yeah, (fire)
1992, was you here for the (fire)
Uh-huh

[Verse 3]
Standing on the corner with a brick in my hand
When my mother told me sit in the van, nah fuck that
Footlocker chained up, wire cutters cut that
Niggas crip walking where Reginald Denny’s truck at
Police cars, driving by niggas in slow mo
If you white don’t stop at the light, cause that’s a no-no
Running through the malls, give us everything polo
The first time niggas ain’t have beef with the cholos
’92 fire lit the skyline
And why loot? To capture that forbidden troop
Cause Adam never ate the fruit
Fuck your blue suits, your badge, and them high beams
We out here selling chronic, we ain’t have no Jimmy Iovines
Shit burning, you gon’ need more than Visine
We making a movie better than anyone that I’ve seen
Should be on ShowTime, HBO, Cinemax

[Hook]
Get a match, we gon’ make sure that y’all remember that (fire)
The whole world watching, Los Angeles is on (fire)
Yeah, yeah, (fire)
1992, was you here for the (fire)
Uh-huh

[Outro]
Make me wanna holla
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holla
The way they do my life
This ain’t living, this ain’t living
No-no baby, this ain’t living
No, no, no, no
Inflation, no chance
To increase

Game – True Colors / It’s On (1992 Album) letras

Part 1 – True Colors

[Intro]
This ain’t nothin’ nigga. All this gang bangin’ shit? It ain’t nothin’ homie, it ain’t nothin’. I’d give it up, I’m in this shit for a purpose man. I got a reason dude to get up out of this shit nigga. All that shit ain’t nothin’ homie. Ask yourself what color is the flag? (Red, white, and blue). Yup, red, white, and blue. Now what two colors did we pick? I’m talkin’ bout we as black people, what two colors? Think about it, we picked red and blue, what’s left? White. Damn right nigga we killin’ each other homie
[Sample: Ice T]
I am a nightmare walking, psychopath talking
King of my jungle just a gangster stalking
Living life like a firecracker quick is my fuse
Then dead as a deathpack the colors I choose
Red or blue, cuz or blood, it just don’t matter

[Verse 1]
My daddy was from Nutty Blocc
My uncle was from Nutty Blocc
My mama was from Hoover, how she end up here cuttin’ rock?
Four year old on her lap, that was my older sister
Photos of Tookie and my father, now you get the picture
Cutlass outside on D’s, you think it wasn’t
15 inches, had Computer Love, subbin’
My parents bout to see Rocky at the Compton Drive In
Halfway through the movie her stomach start throbbin’
My pops start panicin’, moms in the passenger seat
Scared of contractions so she’s stiff as a mannequin
Pops put the car in reverse and then skrt’d out
“Drive motherfucker” them the words my mom skrt’d out
80 down Wilmington, pull up at Killer King
Rush my mama to her room and let the doctor do his thing
Was a whole lotta blood, yeah I was born in it
Gang banging my family got torn in it, all over

[Hook]
Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My colors, colors, colors, colors, colors

[Verse 2]
Jordan got drafted to the Bulls, ’85 here
My Uncle Greg sniffin’ cocaine off my high chair
Mama in the kitchen cookin’, pops on the couch baggin’
Cousin’s loadin’ Louie Vuitton duffles in the Station Wagon
Fiends walkin’ in and out my house in old Nikes
Pops used to tell me: “Son, don’t you ever be like me
The Bloods want to kill me, the cops’ll never catch me
And when you gang bangin’ life’s shorter than Joe Pesci”
Then one night my pops came home off heroin
Shit changed, I’m glad my mama didn’t marry him
Molested my sister that night cause she was scared
I was too young to help her and my brothers wasn’t there
It was late night, 2AM, my mother at work
My sister came back up the stairs and it was blood on her shirt
Blood on her face, blood on her hands, blood on her legs
Turned on the light and everything was red
I’m surrounded by

[Hook]
Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My colors, colors, colors, colors, colors

[Verse 3]
Seven years passed, now a lil nigga seeing things
Playin’ with the birds like Magic, we was the dream team
Posted up on the block, I had that Hakeem lean
Watchin’ ’64s hop my nigga, no green screen
Walkin’ from the Tanas to the Cedars with my eyes closed
Red bandanna in my pocket, how you hide those?
Larry Nickles crack spot, my brother got me servin’
Couldn’t cook, burnin’ holes in my Dennis Rodman jersey
Then a nigga turned Pippen on these niggas
40 sippin’ on these niggas
If you Crippin’, we was trippin’ on you nigga
But the Crips would never lay down
They thought that it was they town
We thought it was ours so we would empty out the trey pounds
Ditched school especially since it was an all Crip school
I’m lucky I’m alive, but would you be if bullets hit you?
26 dead homies and 2 dead brothers
Compton is a cold motherfucker
Niggas dyin’ over

[Hook]
Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
My colors, colors, colors, colors, colors

Part 2 – It’s On

[Hook]
If someone took the flag out my pocket
Wrap it around my knuckles, make a fist and lock it
If someone took the flag out my pocket
Wrap it around my knuckles, make a fist and lock it
If someone took the flag out my pocket
Wrap it around my knuckles, make a fist and lock it
If someone took the flag out my pocket
Wrap it around my knuckles, make a fist and lock it

[Verse: Osbe Chill]
These rappers gimmicks, fuck an image
Straight out of Baldwin Village
If it’s any real activity I’m in it in the midst of the fiction
Still had a vision, look I never gave up
Game put me on this song and I fucked around and came up
I’m Jungles, most my niggas gone so I’ma do it for them
Antman, Nightmare, B.S.I.P., Tiny M
It’s struggle first, blessin’ last
Like I’ve been hittin’ licks all my life and I passed
Kept it active for my son he know his daddy ain’t a bitch
Been bangin’ all my life now I’m just tryna get rich
This shit is drastic, my flow bashin’
On rappers I’m flowin’ after
The cabbage is all that matters
I’m laughin’, these niggas cowards
It’s Osbe, gang bangin’ is my hobby
Except my model cars it’s a fuckin’ dead body
I’m from The Jungles, all the homies call me Barzan
Loadin’ up the clips and hoppin’ out them stolen cars and

[Hook]
If someone took the flag out my pocket

Game – Bompton (1992 Album) letras

[Intro]
(?)

[Verse 1]
Six in the morning, police at my door
Woulda seen them niggas coming but the cameras is broke
My nigga Ant in the kitchen cooking up for a week
And my lil homie Pooh on my mama couch sleep
We cooking base, we cooking base
We cooking base, we cooking base
50 grams on the table, a key in the couch tucked
And it’s time to break it down cause everything getting flushed
Looking out the window tryna find a way out
Seen the SWAT team creeping on the side of the house
They threw a canister through the window, it shattered the glass
So I went into the closet and pulled out my gas mask
[Hook]
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
And I die before I go back to jail, tell them niggas this is
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton, Bompton
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton, Bompton
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky

[Verse 2]
Nigga fuck the cops
They’re supposed to have my house surrounded but it’s not
So I’m hopping over the back gate with my Glock
Crossing Wilmington with 1500 in my sock
Look across the street, they running in and out my spot
Ant on the curb in cuffs
And Pooh don’t know what’s going on cause he just woke up
Till my Cincinnati fitted walked in and out the store
Ain’t find no drugs or guns so they let my niggas go
We supreme, we mix that Sprite with that Promethazine
Hop in that Cutlass, hit the switch and flee the scene
Euro coming up the block looking like a monster
Chucking up P’s when we riding through

[Hook]
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton, Bompton
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton, Bompton

[Verse 3]
Riding down Alameda, everything was straight
Until we stopped at a light, and ran into the grapes
My heart beating like a 15 inch with bass
Cause I reached for my strap and it wasn’t on my waist
I’m a fool
What kind of nigga go to work without his tools?
And you often watch wearing red like it’s bool
It’s usually on sight with the crips
My guns stuck between the seats and them niggas ain’t trip
Bust a left on Imperial, sliding on gold rims
Empty the guts out the swisher then hop on the 110
Look around, I don’t see one black and white
So we rolled the windows up and hotboxed at the light, yeah

[Hook]
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
Watch Kobe score 60 on the Jazz, now we heading back to
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton, Bompton
Bompton, Bompton, Bompton, Bompton
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky
It’s gettin’ funky, it’s gettin’ funky

[Outro]
Don’t push me cause I’m close to the edge
I’m trying not to lose my head, ha-ha-ha-ha

Game – F*ck Orange Juice (1992 Album) letras

[Hook]
You see these white people vote for Trump but they don’t give a fuck about OJ
I watch the nigga whole TV show and still don’t give a fuck about OJ
And don’t go out like OJ
Beat a murder, went to jail for some football cards, I can’t go out like OJ

[Verse]
White Bronco through the city like El Chapo
I get my dick sucked as I pulled up in Del Taco
It’s the coach, you the presence of the ghost
Nigga say he can outrap me? I DOC his throat, fuck him
Guns, I tuck ’em, bitches I bust ’em
My niggas kidnap kids like Ciara and Russell, uh
That ain’t no future for me, now come and touch mine
Your whole family tree’ll get flatlined
Face off, twin Desert Eagles crack spines
I ain’t joking so keep playing on the batline
This ain’t Gotham, this is Compton nigga
We mix Red Bulls with vodka nigga
We blow chronic and sleep with monsters nigga
Try to be conscious, get left unconscious nigga
And we got rocket launchers nigga
Ain’t never been to Iraq, the government sponsor niggas

[Hook]
You see these white people vote for Trump but they don’t give a fuck about OJ
I watch the nigga whole TV show and still don’t give a fuck about OJ
And don’t go out like OJ
Beat a murder, went to jail for some football cards, I can’t go out like OJ

Game – The Juice (1992 Album) letras

[Hook]
You got the juice now baby, you got the juice
You got the juice now baby, you got the, you got the juice
You got the juice now baby, you got the

[Verse 1]
It been 10 years since you heard from niggas on the west side
Now we on the cover of the Vibe
A nigga shot me five times
I’m happy to be alive
And my mama told me
(You got the juice now baby)
My first album went 5 times plat
Looking for California, it was on my back
I was 23 when I had my first kid
And his mama told him when he came out
(You got the juice)
Like father, like son, uh
Top down, Mercedes throttle
Wrist looking like a nigga just played the lotto
I am to Compton what Ye is to Pablo
Run up on the car, just spray with hollows
I grew up in the six-trey Impala
Ain’t make the league but I made the dollars
Recording my demo, knew Dre will follow
Remember Eve told me
[Hook]
You got the juice now baby, you got the juice
You got the juice now baby, you got the juice
You got the, you got the, you got the juice now baby

[Verse 2]
Left the Unit and the world went cray
I blame it on the California mind state
Too much weed, weather, women, chronic seeds, ass, titties
Can a nigga pour his Henny
Without niggas acting fake in his motherfucking face one time
‘Fore I pull the .40 up out the waist line
I’m the first Compton nigga Dr. Dre signed
And Mary J told me at baseline
(You got the juice now baby)
Then my second album went plat too
And it was thug life with this Eazy tattoo
But I never forgot where I came from
Or where I got my name from
My grandma told me
(You got the juice now baby)
And here’s something I can’t forget
My mama brought a nigga up on that LA gangster shit
Your boy ain’t never gonna change mama
Here’s some change mama and a Range mama
She looked back and said

[Hook]
You got the juice now baby, you got the juice
You got the juice now baby, you got the juice
You got the, you got the, you got the juice now baby
You got the, you got the, you got the juice now baby

[Outro]
So much pressure applied
All this pressure applied
Pray, this pressure applied to our lives
Feels like we gon’ bust, feels like we gon’ bust
Over gestures you die
Ain’t no question that I’m tryna make it out alive
But sometimes
Feels like I’m gon’ bust, feels like I’m gon’ bust
Feels like I’m gon’ bust, yeah, feels like I’m gon’ bust, oh
So much pressure applied
All this pressure, I’m fly
Greatest pressure, applied to our lives
We gon’ bust, gon’ bust

Game – Young N*ggas (1992 Album) letras

[Intro]
Ray Ray – So what’s up Lil J?
Lil J – We down Ray Ray
Ray Ray – So what set you claiming?
Lil J – Claiming Hoover and South Shores, we down with 32’s in most quads, straight like that
Ray Ray – Straight like that huh?

[Verse 1]
We grew up as friends
We was 10, lil niggas on the block
He ain’t have his own basketball so we shared my rock
His mama was a fiend, he ain’t heard from his pops
He used to share my clothes with him all the way down to his socks
He would spend a night, that one night would turn into a week
At least until his mama got back on her feet
And she never did
So he moved in with me, my mama, and my sisters
Couldn’t let him go to foster care cause she ain’t trust the system
So she took care of him like he was me
Gave us everything she could back when shit was all good

[Hook]
Just some young niggas
We was just some young niggas
We was just some young niggas

[Verse 2]
Niggas turned 12 in ’92, we was headed to the 7th grade
Running ’round, stealing cars, dreaming about the better days
Ducking strays, catching fades tryna make it through this maze
Teachers out here smoking J’s and wonder why we misbehave
Same book, different page
Another year, different age
Cross colors, colors cross, bows turning into fades
He started cripping, I started blooding
Now we walking through the halls of school like we don’t even know each other

[Hook]
Young nigga out in these streets
(Out in these streets)
We was just some young niggas
(All in these streets to feed)
Young niggas
(Lord knows I don’t want no enemies yeah)
(Young niggas in the streets)

[Verse 3]
Started off as brothers but sometimes shit falls apart
How can I hate this nigga with all this love up in my heart
With this nigga mean mugging
Every time we in the class
Nigga tuck that blue rag or I’m beat your fucking ass
Guess my mind gone
Caught him after school, he ain’t had no ride home
Still got that rag hanging, that’s what got him fired on
He pulled the strap so I pistol whipped him with the chrome
Wasn’t tryna kill him, coulda pulled the trigger
I was just a young nigga

[Hook]
Young nigga out in these streets
(Out in these streets)
Just a young nigga
(All in these streets to feed)
Just a young nigga
(Lord knows I don’t want no enemies yeah)
I was just a young nigga
(Young niggas in the streets)

[Verse 4]
Whopped my nigga ass, he ain’t take it on the chin
Rumor started to spread, guess I saw him when I see him
Two weeks pass and graduation came around
I was walking through the choir, .45 under my gown
Had to take a leak, so I headed to the bathroom
Corner of my eye, see him coming out of the class room
We exchange words so I cocked the 45th
He shot, I shot back, thank God I ain’t get hit
But damn I miss my young nigga

[Hook]
(Out in these streets)
Just a young nigga
(All in these streets to feed)
Just a young nigga
(Lord knows I don’t want no enemies yeah)
(Young niggas in the streets)

[Outro]
Young niggas, young niggas, young niggas
I ain’t the one nigga
Down with my young niggas

Game – The Soundtrack (1992 Album) letras

[Verse 1: Game]
Politics as usual, them palm trees is beautiful
Crack rock lingerin’, fiends suckin’ they cuticles
Wear the wrong colors ’round here, niggas is shootin’ you
Niggas workin’ out in them pens, stuck in they cubicles
Nigga, you killin’ who? Street shit, me and Meek shit
Fuck with him, fuck around and be your funeral

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Have your momma ten and two, with my homies spinnin’ through
Drive-by, layin’ side by side as they viewin’ you
Ha, cause you will ride for your nigga, right?
Now with hearses side by side, with your nigga right
Cause it been plenty nights I barely made it through this life
Niggas want to snatch my soul from me like I’m Jesus Christ

[Verse 3: Game & (Meek Mill)]
Compton, California, come and see what my city like
(Babies losin’ hope when they see they momma hit the pipe)
Rosecrans, (Berks Street), niggas tryin’ to murk me
(God, it hit me first, G)

[Hook: Game & (Meek Mill)]
This right here the soundtrack to a real nigga life
(Comin’ from a city where they kill niggas like)
“La-da-da, la-da-da”
The soundtrack to a real nigga life
(Comin’ from a city where they kill niggas like)
“La-da-da, la-da-da”

[Verse 4: Meek Mill]
Uh, my dog doin’ life
Cause he ain’t had no safety like the Rams’ secondary
And he come out in 2060, Nevuary, never scared

[Verse 5: Game]
Cause I got real niggas everywhere
That’ll cut your life short like it’s February
Killer Cali, where them burnouts is necessary
‘Specially when the feds is tappin’ phones like secretaries
Shit real like 2Pac’s obituary
Kill him, B.I.G. too, but they memory legendary

[Verse 6: Meek Mill & (Game)]
And where I’m from, you get murdered like hereditary
They killed my homie, we came back like it was January
The first nigga aimin’ to murk, nigga
Fuck your chain, want your shoes, your jean and your shirt, nigga
Cause it’s cold out, fuck your concert cause you sold out
Your dad didn’t teach you all that shit you sing that song ’bout
So what you talkin’ about?
(Absolutely nothin’, they ain’t us, Meek, fuck ’em, cause)

[Hook]
This right here the soundtrack to a real nigga life
(Comin’ from a city where they kill niggas like)
“La-da-da, la-da-da”
The soundtrack to a real nigga life
(Comin’ from a city where they kill niggas like)
“La-da-da, la-da-da”

[Bridge: Meek Mill]
From Philly to Compton, nigga
I fell in love with these streets, I lost my niggas too
But I’ll be damned I’ll let one of you niggas take my life

[Verse 7: Game]
Meek, tell ’em that I’m back on my grizzly though
Most these rappers’ life is like a fuckin’ Miguel video
Compton killed eight of my niggas, but that’s my city though
Yeah, we movin’ birds, but we throw ’em like a Frisbee though
Niggas sellin’ flat-screens, sixty-inch VIZIOs
Blow on a stone, smokin’ chronic on commodes
Listenin’ to Hov like “I got to get my weight up”
The system was made to break us, but they can’t take us, no

[Verse 8: Meek Mill]
And I know they hate us though cause we really made it though
Ballin’ like we Jordan, niggas shootin’, try and fade me though
O.G. Bobby Johnson, .44 with the potato nose
Turn you mashed potato, bro, but it’s all gravy though
I done been to church to mosque, it couldn’t save me though
Shit, I got to save myself before I try to save a ho
Fuck your role model, it was gold bottles after the gold hollows

[Hook]
This right here the soundtrack to a real nigga life
(Comin’ from a city where they kill niggas like)
“La-da-da, la-da-da”
The soundtrack to a real nigga life
(Comin’ from a city where they kill niggas like)
“La-da-da, la-da-da”

Game – I Grew Up On Wu-Tang (1992 Album) letras

[Sample: Raekwon]
I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
Staying alive was no jive
Had secondhands, Mom’s bounced on old man
So then we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo, rocking the gold tooth, ‘Lo goose
Only way I be gettin’ the G off was drug loot
And let’s start it like this son, rolling with this one and that one
(Bongo by the way, red Wallabies)

[Verse 1]
Buzzing with my Killa Beez
Chronic had my eyes chinky like Compton was the Philippines
Junior prom, red suit, Tasha in that limousine
Tryna suck the head off my dick like a guillotine
Came in her mouth, then gave her some Listerine
Put a condom on and let her grind it like a centipede
(Cash rules everything around me)
Before Dre found me
Before my city crowned me
Bummie lil nigga, pussy niggas used to clown me
Had to wear my brother’s clothes, them shits used to drown me
6 years passed now I’m banging in the county
Niggas that used to talk shit won’t even come around me
Reciting Method Man while my cellie just sit there
Niggas know I been on the Wu before Ric Flair
Came home through the hood, GX shining
Now these bitches think I’m Lex Diamonds

[Hook]
Nigga I grew up on Wu-Tang
Nigga I grew up on Wu-Tang
(Cash rules everything around me)
(Cash rules everything around me)

[Verse 2]
I grew up on Wu-Tang
Dope had my shoe game Liu Kang
Jordan 12’s sick as hell, Michael Jordan flu game
Glass jar, Pyrex, obsessed with the blue flame
Lexus coupe, rubbing on them titties boy, 2 Chainz
Top of the food chain, niggas wanna kill me
Cause I turned into the plug, I’m where the chronic and the pills be
RZA with the rings, Old Dirty with the stainless
5 .38 revolvers, 36 chambers
Killah like Ghostface
As the Rollie rotate
Daytons on the S-Class equipped with the floor safe
And we had the stash spots with them red and blue tops
Chronic in the gladlock
The dope spot padlocked
In the living room bagging shit up watching Matt Lock
Black Glock, crack rock bundled in my black socks
And my mama working late
Skinny nigga serving weight
Let the chronic circulate the purple tape

[Hook]
I grew up on Wu-Tang
Nigga I grew up on Wu-Tang
(Cash rules everything around me)
(Cash rules everything around me)
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dollar, dollar bill y’all)

Game – However Do You Want It (1992 Album) letras

[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Ha-ha
Steady, are you ready? What’s going on?
Steady, are you ready? Are you ready? What’s going on?
What’s going on?

[Bridge]
Cold rushed air
Feel the melody that’s in the air
I’m down, take a look around
What’s going down?

[Hook]
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?

[Verse 1]
Ayo it’s time for the function
Time to bring dinner to all of these nigga luncheon
This for 2Pac, Heron, Bountry
Halloween mask, carve one of you pumpkins
Empty the pills out, fire up the purp now
Game is back, lil niggas pull your skirt down
Flow ice cold, Max Julian on a ho
Used to run the rock, Jim Brown in the snow
Moncler bomber, armor Under Armour
.38 special cause I believe in karma
Double entendre holding your Aunt Sandra
Then we can talk the location I left your mama
Lost on the ganja, letting my mind wander
Made for the drama like a fucking mixtape
Use a Phantom in a drive-by nigga and switch plates
Getting the bigger pool the only way to diss Drake
And I’m coming

[Hook]
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?

[Verse 2]
Don’t compare me to shit I ain’t none of you niggas
I’ll smoke your lil mafia in front of you nigga
Left Aftermath cause I wanted to nigga
Still pull up on Dre and smoke a blunt or two, nigga it’s lit
Came in the game like a red nose pit
You got business in LA? I dead your shit
Shut video shoots down, turn airplanes around
Knowledge in belly anonymous rounds
Tryna host AOD and niggas lying you down
Of course the wolves can smell when vagina in town
Turn these niggas inside out like Killa Cam back
Intercepted at the airport, nigga the Rams back
Flying Spur, top missing like Ginobili
Grill all gold, that’s my motherfucking whoadie
Love when niggas act like they don’t know me
Still I start shooting, remind ’em of the old Kobe
Slife

[Hook]
However do you want me? However do you need me?
(Whenever you want it, however you want it)
However do you want me? However do you need me?
(Whenever you want it, however you want it)
However do you want me? However do you need me?
(Whenever you want it, however you want it)

[Bridge]
Cold rushed air
Feel the melody that’s in the air
I’m down, take a look around
What’s going down?

[Hook]
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?

[Verse 3]
Nigga, I’m my own Suge, report to nobody
Give these niggas awards and they still nobodies
I don’t go to the Grammies, nigga I bag those
Fuck the BET awards, I done had those
Fuck a freestyle, nigga this a cash flow
Young Jay and I ain’t never had a Jaz-0
Ask Kanye “who the real asshole?”
Cuban links smoking a Cuban, Fidel Castro
Feet up at Mastero’s, table full of models
I’ma fuck ’em all, right hand on the bible
Head game crazy, mommy suicidal
Rubbing on my dick while she download Tidal
This the life of Pablo mixed with Mercielagos
A product of gin and juice inside of my baby bottle
Said this the life of Pablo mixed with Mercielagos
No more parties in LA or Chicago

[Hook]
However do you want me? However do you need me?
(Whenever you want it, however you want it)
However do you want me? However do you need me?
(Whenever you want it, however you want it)
However do you want me? However do you need me?
(Whenever you want it, however you want it)
However do you want me? However do you need me?
However do you want me? However do you need me?