Big Flip Papi – Money On The Way lyrics

Verse 1
It’s Okayi got money on the way
Chef it bag it up, yeah we hungry round the way
We do it real right, round the clock all night
That hustles in my blood, can’t get it out my life
G5 whips the color of rose gold
He fly switch, the phantom to the rose
Bezel on the Rollie uh, looking so bold
Back hammer out on homie, guaranteed your son will fold
Oh forgive you me you don’t know?
Whoaaa even Black Rob would say you got to go
No! Big Flip Papi that nigga
Call me Michael Jackson, with a million dollar zipper
Tipper, I fell in love with a stripper
Got money on the way, and she knows that I’m a hit her

Hook
It’s Okay I got money on the way
Cop it off the lot got money on the way
It’s okay I got money on the way
Pop that Ciroc got money on the way
It’s Okay I got money on the way
Money, Money, got money on the way
It’s Okay I got money on the way
Drop them checks, got money on the way

Verse 2
It’s Okay I left the trap to the youngings
They don’t play, steam the Mac if you fronting
Flee dropping checks, and a nigga came from nothing
Key round my neck, go getter, I ain’t stunting
They see my respect, so they know I ain’t bluffing
All them years locked up top, now I’m worth something
Villas, yachts, double shots at the bar
My hitters pop, licking shots at you frauds
And we always got back up, when we fall
Got money on the way, yeah, it’s knocking at my door
Flew to Italy shopped at designer stores
Bought her so many bags she ain’t even want more
I’m living good now, no doubts, so sure
Body bags at money banks, looking like a morgue
She bounce to the beat, ass dropping to the floor
Her money on the way
You make it rain, we make it pour

Hook
It’s Okay I got money on the way
Cop it off the lot got money on the way
It’s okay I got money on the way
Pop that Ciroc got money on the way
It’s Okay I got money on the way
Money, Money, got money on the way
It’s Okay I got money on the way
Drop them checks, got money on the way

DDG – Arguments Lyrics

[Intro]
TreOnTheBeat, yeah

[Verse 1]
Look baby listen them hoes was lying
Here take a tissue don’t like you crying
I wouldn’t cheat bae, your just to perfect
I cannot lose you its just not worth it
I know they tweeting, them hoes is capping
I thought I told you ain’t nothing happen
I never want you to sit there clueless
Baby I love you I thought you knew this
Stop getting angry, stop all the madness
We meant to be, look how long we lasted
Sadness, I ain’t eat in days like i’m fasting
Blasted, I wannna be with you ‘till my casket
I’m just disappointed in your actions
Then you get upset in my reactions
To be honest babe i’m just passing
We were doing straight and now we’re slanted

[Chorus]
I want you in my life girl fuck a solo
All the arguments and fights I can’t do it no more
You asked am I right and I really don’t know
You said I can be replaced baby that’s a low blow
I want you in my life girl fuck a solo
All the arguments and fights I can’t do it no more
You asked am I right and I really don’t know
You said I can be replaced baby that’s a low blow

[Verse 2]
Baby I understand your mental I need you to know
I got work to get done I got the shows on the road
Secure the bag so we can take a trip to Italy
I know i’m a pain so i’m confused to why you into me
I guess this is love and i’m certain that it is
I see you got baby fever one day we should have some kids
We in love why we fighting we just need to face it
It’s a marathon you last longer when you pace it
I just want you to kno-o-ow, I just want us to gro-o-ow
When we be fighting I feel so low tho
Are we gon’ last I don’t know no more, I don’t know no more
Put your foot on the gas fuck a stop sign go (yeah)
I think we thinking too much lets just go with the flow

[Chorus 2]
I want you in my life girl fuck a solo
The arguments and fights I can’t do it no more
You asked am I right and I really don’t know
You said I can be replaced baby that’s a low blow (yeah)

[Verse 3]
Last verse was before the breakup
Still wondering if we gon make up
Can’t sleep girl nah I gotta stay up
I miss the nights when we used to cake up
Used to text “good morning” now I get a GM
Washed up rappers in your fucking dm
Still wondering if you went to see him
Stayed out ‘till the morning after fucking pm
You got back in the morning, i’m talking six in the morning
Our connection got boring
You gon’ make me glow up and go and cop me a foreign
You been sleeping on me lately girl it sound like snoring (yeah)
Used to be my baby now I call you my ex
Them basketball players only want you for sex
Them internet niggas look at you as a check
Girl I loved your ass to death treated you with respect
Took you to the islands girl that came from the heart
I ain’t really feel the love I was doing my part
It’s a whole list of shit I don’t know where to start
Go and find another man girl you cute and you smart

Kodak Black – Talk About It Lyrics

[Intro: Kodak Black]
Aye, she know I be runnin’ it, too
Lil’ shawty know I’m full of love
She know I’m bullshittin’
Aye, King, stop playin’, boy, turn the light on in here

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
She know I’m bullshittin’, she know I’m running the game
Lil’ shawty know I’m selling dreams, she buyin’ it anyway
Start some beef with me, boy, it’ll be over any day
And my plug come from Italy, yeah he keep me paid
Everyday I’m sippin’ on remedy, yeah I keep that drink
They need to free my dogs literally ’cause they in a cage
I fuck with youngins sometimes
You straight, but you got crooked ways
Life’s a gamble, crushin’ [?] my ace of spades
Know I used to fuck with [?] ’til I heard he gay
I heard a nigga stuck a broom right up his dirty ass
And, I be on a molly sippin’ [?]
And, I don’t like nobody, so get out my face
And, I be out here wilin’, bitch, I’m young and violent
Aye, I get out my [?], I get out my lane
I be wearing Venus, I get out my space
The Devil, he be creepin’, get him out my space
I’m slidin’ wit’ my toast, but it’ll get you baked
And, I don’t need a holster when it’s on my waist
Yeah, I’m a hell raiser, but I’m heaven made
I’m a Gemeni, so I got 7 ways
And I poured the lean up in my [lemonade?]
I use this shit to my advantage, call it 7 days
And I stack it like a sandwich wit’ no mayonnaise
I spent some time wearin’ [?], but I don’t ever see

[Verse 2: Humble Haitian]
[?] casino while my niggas play spades
Niggas be like bitches, they be throwin’ shade
Bitch, get out my face, don’t like them anyway
Bitch, I’m gettin’ money, no [?], and I got laid
I’m like a horse on hay, I’m talking Mary Jane
Let my [?] keep that heat, but I’m in [?]
Nigga come ’round playin’, snipers make you hit the floor
Stay strong, nigga
Bitch, I’m on my 10 toes

[Verse 3: CBE]
From a nigga, call it [?]
Through FedEx, sell it on Ebay
My goons goin’ crazy, they goin’ insane
Mention my name, I’m aimin’ at yo’ brain
Far from [dual lanes?] we are not the same
Took a nigga bitch, he ain’t seen the hoe since
That fed don’t make dollars, they don’t make cents
[?] in the head with the llama, call it common sense

Ski Mask the Slump God – WTF!?

[Intro]
Yuh, we just started from the top, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Hey, do you like curse words?
There is a lot in the verse
Ayy Tony
Ayy! Uh

[Chorus]
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
(Don’t get fucked up!)
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!

[Verse 1]
Huh? Huh? Huh? What did you say?
Umm, repeat, yuh
Yachty pulled up in a new ‘Cedes truck (that’s nice)
Lights, they on the front
Pause, Then I’ma stunt
Ayy, you not savage so keep that shirt tucked
No you not, no you not
I am a bad boy, don’t wear no seat buckle
Beat down that pussy then dust off my knuckles
What else? What else? What else? Dust off my knuckles
Walk the damn plank, on yo’ bitch I plank
Unless she stank, smell like a Chef Boyardee
X came with Tank, basquiat came to paint
Achoo, I’m blessed
Don’t ask me why ’cause I don’t look like you

[Chorus]
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!

[Verse 2]
Terio, ohh, kill ’em!
It’s how I walked up in the building
This the man I’m with the millions
I’m as high as hands up in the sky
When it’s yo’ auntie saying hallelujah!
I’m the shit, what’s it to ya?
(Umm, here’s your tissue)
Yup, I needed it
Just for my jewelry, ’cause it be tripping B
And she from Italy, she got the sausage
Like I’m the Kennedy, got lotta green on me
Talkin’ ’bout Kennedy, she said I’m awesome!

[Chorus]
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
(Don’t get fucked up!)
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!

Ski Mask The Slump God – WTF!? Lyrics

[Intro]
Yuh, we just started from the top, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Hey, do you like curse words?
There is a lot in the verse
Ayy Tony
Ayy! Uh

[Chorus]
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
(Don’t get fucked up!)
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!

[Verse 1]
Huh? Huh? Huh? What did you say?
Umm, repeat, yuh
Yachty pulled up in a new ‘Cedes truck (that’s nice)
Lights, they on the front
Pause, Then I’ma stunt
Ayy, you not savage so keep that shirt tucked
No you not, no you not
I am a bad boy, don’t wear no seat buckle
Beat down that pussy then dust off my knuckles
What else? What else? What else? Dust off my knuckles
Walk the damn plank, on yo’ bitch I plank
Unless she stank, smell like a Chef Boyardee
X came with Tank, basquiat came to paint
Achoo, I’m blessed
Don’t ask me why ’cause I don’t look like you

[Chorus]
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
(Don’t get fucked up!)
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!

[Verse 2]
Terio, ohh, kill ’em!
It’s how I walked up in the building
This the man I’m with the millions
I’m as high as hands up in the sky
When it’s yo’ auntie’s hands saying hallelujah!
I’m the shit, what’s it to ya?
(Umm, here’s your tissue)
Yup, I needed it
Just for my jewelry, ’cause it be tripping B
And she from Italy, she got the sausage
Like I’m the Kennedy, got lotta green on me
Talkin’ ’bout Kennedy, she said I’m awesome!

[Chorus]
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
(Don’t get fucked up!)
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!

PRETTYMUCH – No More (feat. French Montana)

[Intro: French Montana]
You know who it is when you hear that

[Verse 1: Zion & Edwin]
Señorita I ain’t tryna play (nah nah nah)
I been thinking you should get a taste
You gon’ wanna put me on the case (yeah)
Right away, right away, aye, aye-aye-aye
They all tryna keep you on the block (on the block)
Imma take you Italy, no stops
You gon’ wanna kick it at the spot (uh)
Right away, right away, aye, aye-aye-aye

[Pre-Chorus: Brandon]
Aye-aye-aye, meet me on the roof
Aye-aye-aye, I’m feeling the views
Aye-aye-aye, no, don’t be confused
Girl you ain’t gon’ be wasting time

[Chorus: All]
Tell me what you want cause I just can’t wait no more
Tell me where you are cause I just can’t wait no more
I wanna be the one but I just don’t know if I can wait no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
Tell me what you want cause I just can’t wait no more
Tell me where you are cause I just can’t wait no more
I wanna be the one but I just don’t know if I can wait no more
No more, no more, no more, no more

[Verse 2: Edwin & Brandon]
Señorita, where you wanna go (where you wanna go?)
I can show you things you never know
Podemos escapar nosotros dos
Right away, right away, aye, aye-aye-aye
And I just wanna kiss you on the beach
I can make you elevate your dream
All he do is catch it and release
What you say? What you say? Aye-aye-aye

[Pre-Chorus: Brandon]
Aye-aye-aye, meet me on the roof
Aye-aye-aye, I’m feeling the views
Aye-aye-aye, no, don’t be confused
Girl you ain’t gon’ be wasting time

[Chorus: All & Zion]
Tell me what you want cause I just can’t wait no more
Tell me where you are cause I just can’t wait no more
I wanna be the one but I just don’t know if I can wait no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
Tell me what you want cause I just can’t wait no more
Tell me where you are cause I just can’t wait no more (I can’t wait)
I wanna be the one but I just don’t know if I can wait no more
No more, no more, no more, no more

[Interlude: Zion & All, & French Montana]
I can’t wait (wait)
I can’t wait (wait)
I can’t wait, no more
I can’t wait (wait)
I can’t wait (wait)
You know what it is when you hear that

[Verse 3: French Montana & Nick]
I told her baby come and snatch me from the block (right away)
When you think about tomorrow, want it now (right away)
Hello, hello mamacita, the weekdays and the weekend
Same girls want the Weeknd, they call me Montana
Fell in love right away, French know the repertoire
Bonjour, oh my god, pulled up in, au revoir
She’s, feeling the view
Feet, up in the coupé
Like a film though
We kicked it at Melrose
I can’t wait no more, baby

[Chorus: All]
Tell me what you want cause I just can’t wait no more
Tell me where you are cause I just can’t wait no more
I wanna be the one but I just don’t know if I can wait no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
Tell me what you want cause I just can’t wait no more
Tell me where you are cause I just can’t wait no more
I wanna be the one but I just don’t know if I can wait no more
No more, no more, no more, no more

PRETTYMUCH – No More lyrics

[Intro: French Montana]
You know who it is when you hear that

[Verse 1: Zion, Edwin]
Señorita I ain’t tryna play (nah nah nah)
I been thinking you should get a taste
You gon’ wanna put me on the case (yeah)
Right away, right away, aye
They all tryna keep you on the block (on the block)
Imma take you Italy, no stops
You gon’ wanna kick it at the spot (uh)
Right away, right away, aye

[Pre-Chorus: Brandon]
Aye-aye-aye, meet me on the roof
Aye-aye-aye, I’m feeling the views
Aye-aye-aye, no, don’t be confused
Girl you ain’t gon’ be wasting time

[Chorus: All]
Tell me what you want cause I just can’t wait no more
Tell me where you are cause I just can’t wait no more
I wanna be the one but I just don’t know if I can wait no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
Tell me what you want cause I just can’t wait no more
Tell me where you are cause I just can’t wait no more
I wanna be the one but I just don’t know if I can wait no more
No more, no more, no more, no more

[Verse 2: Edwin, Brandon]
Señorita, where you wanna go (where you wanna go?)
I can show you things you never know
Podemos escapar nosotros dos
Right away, right away, aye, aye-aye-aye
And I just wanna kiss you on the beach
I can make you elevate your dream
All he do is catch it and release
What you say? What you say?

[Pre-Chorus: Brandon]
Aye-aye-aye, meet me on the roof
Aye-aye-aye, I’m feeling the views
Aye-aye-aye, no, don’t be confused
Girl you ain’t gon’ be wasting time

[Chorus: All, Zion]
Tell me what you want cause I just can’t wait no more
Tell me where you are cause I just can’t wait no more
I wanna be the one but I just don’t know if I can wait no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
Tell me what you want cause I just can’t wait no more
Tell me where you are cause I just can’t wait no more (I can’t wait)
I wanna be the one but I just don’t know if I can wait no more
No more, no more, no more, no more

[Interlude: Zion, All, French Montana]
I can’t wait (wait)
I can’t wait (wait)
I can’t wait, no more
I can’t wait (wait)
I can’t wait (wait)
You know what it is when you hear that

[Verse 3: French Montana, Nick]
I told her baby come and snatch me from the block (right away)
When you think about tomorrow, want it now (right away)
Hello, hello mamacita, the weekdays and the weekend
Same girls want the Weeknd, they call me Montana
Fell in love right away, French know the repertoire
Bonjour, oh my god, pulled up in, au revoir
She’s, feeling the view
Feet, up in the coupé
Like a film though
We kicked it at Melrose
I can’t wait no more, baby

[Chorus: All]
Tell me what you want cause I just can’t wait no more
Tell me where you are cause I just can’t wait no more
I wanna be the one but I just don’t know if I can wait no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
Tell me what you want cause I just can’t wait no more
Tell me where you are cause I just can’t wait no more
I wanna be the one but I just don’t know if I can wait no more
No more, no more, no more, no more

Talib Kweli – Heads Up Eyes Open (feat. Rick Ross & Yummy Bingham) (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

[Intro: Talib Kweli]
Take it to the top
Yea, that’s where we at with it
Take it to the top
Just cause you are a character
Don’t mean you have character
We taking stock right now
You ready? Let’s go

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
A wise man know what he know and what he doesn’t
If he’s not really sure what he’s saying, he don’t discuss it
A righteous man walks the earth without judgment
And loves his enemies enough to deliver justice
A pious man relies on religion for his direction
At times he introspective, but his biblehood never questioned
A dying man will make a confession, try to get into heaven
Thinking his lifestyle is blocking his blessing
A violent man will stock up on weapons and go to war for his
Get post-traumatic stress disorder, become an officer
A man of peace uses his words in different mediums
He’ll bleed for his beliefs practicing civil disobedience
An honest man knows only liars are scared of the truth
His word is his bond, but his action’s always the proof
A faithful man never need evidence to believe
But still he gotta work for the blessings that he receives
Let’s go

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see or understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Top tier niggas blossomed in the basement
All the nights that we were lacking those refreshments
Rain down, thunder storm with the flows
Articulate with the bounce, now I’m back like I’m Derrick Rose
Once the one on the bench with the snotty nose
Nefertiti would hold me when I was cold
Communion Sunday, my twenties went in the bowl
Forgive me lord for them bitches the night before
Business deals and the Bentleys I can’t afford
Gotta be the example for children to do their chores
Blowing weed smoke on the cover of The Source
Rolling Stones would’ve thought I was the boss
Fallen soldier on his own so we march
Roll up a bag of that weed, therefore I spark
Recite the Quran, I’m in the dark
Devil knocking on my door, he like a narc

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see or understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open

[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
No excuses, if I start it then I’ll see it through
God is what I see in you, so you might as well believe in you
Think what you see on TV’s true? The media deceiving you
They misrepresenting, misquoting then they misleading you
Belief is a funny thing, in case you’re wondering
If they want the ring, they coming for the throne like they the sons of kings
These average rappers is acting up for the dough
Yea I tell you what I believe, but I back it up with what I know
It’s the facts versus the facts simile, your raps killing me
My last victory was great moments in Black history
I celebrated with a bottle I just brought back from Italy
And some loud, I got super packs like I backed Hillary
Lost in desire, I walked through the devil’s fire
I inspire the resurrection of kings like Hezekiah
The trust you put in me to be a beast with this rhyming
That’s where the rubber meets the road and where your faith meets science
Let’s go

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see or understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open

[Outro: Talib Kweli & Yummy Bingham]
Take it to the top, take it to the top
Take it to the top, take it to the top
Take it to the top, take it to the top

Talib Kweli – Heads Up Eyes Open (feat. Rick Ross)

[Intro: Talib Kweli]
Take it to the top
Yea, that’s where we at with it
Take it to the top
Just cause you are a character
Don’t mean you have character
We taking stock right now
You ready? Let’s go

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
A wise man know what he know and what he doesn’t
If he’s not really sure what he’s saying, he don’t discuss it
A righteous man walks the earth without judgment
And loves his enemies enough to deliver justice
A pious man relies on religion for his direction
At times he introspective, but his bible he’ll never question
A dying man will make a confession, try to get into heaven
Thinking his lifestyle is blocking his blessing
A violent man will stock up on weapons and go to war for his
Get post-traumatic stress disorder, become an officer
A man of peace uses his words in different mediums
He’ll bleed for his beliefs practicing civil disobedience
An honest man knows only lies are scared of the truth
His word is his bond, but his action’s always to prove
A faithful man never need evidence to believe
But still he gotta work for the blessings that he receives
Let’s go

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see, I understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Top tier niggas blossomed in the basement
All the nights that we were lacking those refreshments
Rain down, thunder storm with the flows
Articulate with the bounce, now I’m back like I’m Derrick Rose
Once the one on the bench with the snotty nose
Never [?] would hold me when I was cold
Communion Sunday, my twenties, went in the [?]
Forgive me lord for them bitches the night before
[?] and these Bentleys I can’t afford
Gotta be the example for children to do their chores
Blowing weed smoke on the cover of The Source
Rolling Stones [?] was the boss
Fallen soldier on his own so we march
Roll up a bag of that weed, therefore I spark
Recite the Quran, I’m in the dark
Devil knocking on my door, he like a narc

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see, I understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open

[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
No excuses, if I start it then I’ll see it through
God is what I see in you, so you might as well believe in you
Think what you see on TV’s true? The media deceiving you
They misrepresent and misquote and then they misleading you
Belief is a funny thing, in case you’re wondering
If they want the ring, they coming for the throne like they the sons of kings
These average rappers is acting up for the dough
Yea I tell you what I believe, but I back it up with what I know
It’s the facts versus the facts simile, your raps killing me
My last victory was great moments of Black history
I celebrated with a bottle I just brought back from Italy
And some loud, I got super packs like I backed Hillary
Lost in desire, I walked through the devil’s fire
I inspire the resurrection of kings like Hezekiah
The trust you put in me to be a beast with this rhyming
That’s where the rubber meets the road and where your faith meets science
Let’s go

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see, I understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open

[Outro: Talib Kweli & Yummy Bingham]
Take it to the top, take it to the top
Take it to the top, take it to the top
Take it to the top, take it to the top

Binary Star – KoBe (Waterworld 3 Album)

Wait til I exhale my flows ability
The Dragon the fire the gold and shimmery
I burn with desire in cold assemblies
My voice thru da wire control the energy
MC OG Chicago and Sicily
Rap everywhere see me Rome like Italy
Microphones gets blown in close proximity
I don’t stop kickin’ these goals, without penalties
Show you how to make it when I zone out mentally
Make moves physically
billin me you feelin me?
liars, they wanna steal my whole identity
I rain on they’ parades like the hole in Kennedy
Drop top,
diamond in the back,
solar energy
Global warming,
penguins meet the centipedes
Wisdom,
maybe you consider me
Ministry of dentistry
Menace to Society
Nobody denying me

Binary Star – Never Say Good Binary (Waterworld 3 Album)

Don’t
O /owe
N
E / any
Man

I hit’em with A/Aye

R (are)
We gonna show
M (them)
Y (why)?

We kill’em away
With lyrical spray

Political world
we live in today
Lights, Camera, Cinema play

And police say we shouldn’t complain
Cuz [email protected]/* */ wit [email protected]/* */ would did us the same

Blow us away it’s a typical day

So One Be Lo,
the temperature stay

The summer is cold,
The winter is late
I Spring before they fall in my way

The Lord work in mysterious ways
That man working for minimum wage
The poor get poor
The richer get prey
The minister paid
The middle decay

Father figures addicted astray
We miss him but hey, we’re still in the game

Don’t always believe what they literally say
You knocking boots?
I’m Italy way

Similar to paint
I fill in the blanks
I’m landing mines at enemy tanks
The image portray
Some lizard and snakes
But really it’s him in that mirror display

All in my face
Invisible hate
Physically stuck in a miserable state

The biggest disgrace
Trump bigot debates
Bernie, Carson, Hilary race

Sippin champagne
Cinnamon baked
The media say, the privileges same
This ain’t about race so don’t get in my lane

You’re digging more graves
Lock us away
Clickety clank

The system fill and we’re feeling betrayed
Send me a lemon
I’ll send lemonade
Lemon rice chicken
Lemon meringue
Lemon I squeeze
And riddle ya brain

Lime
Light
I did it the same

Juice bars

Ba Binary Stars

Ma Molotovs

Ba Ba Ba Bars

Ba Ba Ba Bang

Triggers I aim

Both of us living, not living the same

Ask me how long I been in this game?
You cave man
come live in my age

Since the begininng like Genesis page

Alpha-Omega unlimited ways

Even/Eve and Adams/atoms gimme a break

Nuclear bang

Killing a page

Pen and grenade

Ba Ba Ba Bang

Musicals – Chess – Chess Game #1 lyrics

Walter: [Spoken]
There has been a sensational development in the
Very first fame of the World Chess Championship
Here is the snow-covered Tyrolean town of Merano,
Italy.

The board and pieces have been thrown to the ground
In disgust by one or the other or both of the players.
The world champion Freddie Trumper has stormed out
In a rage. It looks personal.

Trumper has demanded that Sergievsky apologize for
Making him walk out. Unless someone bangs their heads
Together, the championship could be abandoned after just
One game.

Walter de Courcy for Global Television.

Musicals – Chess – The Story Of Chess lyrics

The Arbiter:
Each game of chess
Means there’s one less
Variation left to be played.

Each day got through
Means one or two
Less mistakes remain to be made.

Soloists 1 & 2:
Not much is known
Of early days of chess
Beyond a fairly vague report–

Soloist 3:
That fifteen hundred years ago
Two princes fought,
Tough brothers,
For a Hindu throne.

Soloist 4:
The mother cried,
For no one really likes
Their offspring fighting
To the death.
She begged to stop
The slaughter
With her every breath.

Soloist 5:
But sure enough
One brother died.

Soloists 4 & 6:
Sad beyond belief,
She told her winning son,

Soloist 6:
“You have caused such grief
I can’t forgive
This evil thing you’ve done.”

Soloist 3 & 7:
He tried to explain
How things had really been.

Soloist 7:
But he tried in vain,
No words of his
Could mollify the queen.

Soloist 8:
And so he asked
The wisest men he knew
The way to lessen her distress.

The Arbiter:
They told him he’d be
Pretty certain to impress
By using model soldiers
On a checkered board
To show it was his brother’s fault–

All:
They thus invented chess

Male Soloists:
Chess displayed no inertia,
Soon spread to Persia,
Then west.

Female Soloists:
Next the Arabs refined it,
Thus redesigned, it
Progressed.

Soloist 9:
Still further yet,
And when Constantinople
Fell in 1453,
One would have noticed
Every other refugee
Included in his bags a set.

Soloist 10:
Once in the hands,
And in the minds
Of leading figures
Of the Renaissance–

Soloist 2:
The spirit and the speed
Of chess made swift advance
Through all of Europe’s vital lands.

Female Soloists: Male Soloists:
Where we must record Each game of chess,
The game was further changed– Means there’s one less
Right across the board Variation left to be played.
The western touch
Upon the pieces ranged.

Soloists:
King, and queen, and rook,
And bishop, knight, and pawn
All took on the look
We know today–
The modern game was born.

The Arbiter:
And in the end,
We see a game
That started by mistake
In Hindustan–
And boosted in the main
By what is now Iran–
Become the simplest,
And most complicated
Pleasure yet devised
For just the kind of mind
Who would appriciate this
Well-researched, and fascinating
Yarn.

[Spoken]
The World Chess Federation, of which I have the honor
Of being president, announces that the next world championship
Will take place here in Merano, Italy.

The current world champion Frederick Trumper of the United
States of America will defend his title again Anatoly Sergievsky
Of the Soviet Union.

The first player to achieve six victories will be declared
Champion. The first game will begin on March 27, 1979.

Welcome, world, to Merano!

Young Dolph – I Pray For My Enemies (Bulletproof Album)

[Intro]
Hail Father, which are in Heaven
Real street niggas appreciate each and every blessin’
Give us this day our daily bread
One time for all the homies in the feds
Forgive those that hate, for did they not know that [?] was a disease
Yeah
Zaytoven
It’s Dolph

[Chorus]
I’m drankin’ lean and she drinkin’ Hennessy (uh-huh)
Boujee bitch with pornstar tendencies (my favorite kind)
I put her on a plane to come and visit me (yeah)
Got time for her to go back, she don’t wanna leave (she gotta go back)
Already know my haters sick of me (hey)
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (ooh)
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (ooh)
Trap nigga I came up ’bout sellin’ P’s (yeah, yeah)

[Bridge]
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, kill em

[Verse 1]
I just left the trap, pulled up at her house (trap, skrrt)
Now she in my lap, no panties under blouse (ooh, woah)
She say, "Hol’ up," she want me watch her make it clap (clap)
She used to have a nigga she met me and put him out (it’s Dolph)
You see a real trap nigga, bitch, point him out (point him out)
I saw my first 100 pounds of weed and said, "Wow" (wow)
A 100 mill in ten years, now I’m thinkin’ right now
The last three years, my main dawg been on the run (damn)
My lil’ nigga right here with me, he just made bond (ayy)
She used to hold my palm, yes ,she my day one (my sack, yeah)
And she fuck me good ever since day one (hey)

[Chorus]
I’m drankin’ lean and she drinkin’ Hennessy (uh-huh)
Boujee bitch with pornstar tendencies (my favorite kind)
I put her on a plane to come and visit me (yeah)
Got time for her to go back, she don’t wanna leave (she gotta go back)
Already know my haters sick of me (hey)
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (ooh)
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (ooh)
Trap nigga I came up ’bout sellin’ P’s (yeah, yeah)

[Bridge]
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

[Verse 2]
I pray for my opps, my diamonds hopscotch (opps, jumpin’)
I feel like I’m in the movie Belly and I’m Ox (Ox)
Just pulled up at the spot, now look what I just got (wet, hey)
I wake up in the morning and go buy my young nigga a drop (it’s Dolph)
R.I.P. J Money, free all my niggas on lock (yeah)
They tried to do me like they did Kennedy (damn)
I ain’t mad at cha, I pray for my enemies (I ain’t mad at cha)
I learned how to weigh up dope, takin’ chemistry (hey, hey)
2017 Dolph made history (it’s Dolph)
All this fucking swag on me came from Italy (it’s Dolph)
I been doin’ this shit y’all niggas remember me (woo, ha, hey)

[Chorus]
I’m drankin’ lean and she drinkin’ Hennessy (uh-huh)
Boujee bitch with pornstar tendencies (my favorite kind)
I put her on a plane to come and visit me (yeah)
Got time for her to go back, she don’t wanna leave (she gotta go back)
Already know my haters sick of me (hey)
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (ooh)
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (ooh)
Trap nigga I came up ’bout sellin’ P’s (yeah, yeah)