The Beatles – Medley: Kansas City/Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ah, Kansas City
Going to get my baby back home
Yeah, yeah
I’m going to Kansas City
Going to get my baby back home
Yeah, yeah
Well, it’s a long, long, time
Since my baby’s been gone

[Verse 2]
Ah, Kansas City
Going to to get my baby one time
Yeah, yeah
I’m going to Kansas City
Going to get my baby one time
Yeah, yeah
It’s just a one, two, three, four
Five, six, seven, eight, nine, wah

[Chorus] [x2]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, baby, woo no clown
I say you’re no clown
Now, now, now, now
Tell me baby
What’s been wrong with you

[Outro]
Well, I’ll say bye
Bye, bye, baby bye, bye
Oh, so long
Bye, bye, baby I’m gone
Yeah, I said
Bye, bye, baby, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Well, I’ll say bye
Bye, bye, baby bye, bye

Janelle Monáe – Django Jane lyrics

[Verse 1]
This is my palace, champagne in my chalice
I got it all covered like a wedding band
Wondaland, so my alias is Alice
And we gon’ start a motherfuckin’ pussy riot
Or we gon’ have to put ’em on a pussy diet
Look at that, I guarantee I got ’em quiet
Look at that, I guarantee they all inspired
A-town, made it out there
Straight out of Kansas City, yeah we made it out there
Celebrated, graduated, made it pass/fail
Sassy, classy, Kool-Aid with the kale
Momma was a G, she was cleanin’ hotels
Poppa was a driver, I was workin’ retail
Kept us in the back of the store
We ain’t hidden no more, moonlit nigga, lit nigga

[Verse 2]
Already got a Oscar for the casa
Runnin’ down Grammys with the family
Prolly give a Tony to the homies
Prolly get a Emmy dedicated to the
Highly melanated, ArchAndroid orchestrated
Yeah, we highly melanated, ArchAndroid orchestrated

[Verse 3]
Yeah, Jamanati they still jammin’
Box office numbers, and they doin’ outstandin’
Runnin’ outta space in my damn bandwagon
Remember when they used to say I look too mannish
Black girl magic, y’all can’t stand it
Y’all can’t ban it, made out like a bandit
They been trying hard just to make us all vanish
I suggest they put a flag on a whole ‘nother planet

[Verse 4]
Jane Bond, never Jane Doe
And I Django, never Sambo
Black and white, yeah that’s always been my camo
It’s lookin’ like y’all gon’ need some more ammo
I cut ’em off, I cut ’em off, I cut ’em off like Van Gogh
Now, pan right for the angle
I got away with murder, no scandal
Cue the violins and violas

[Vese 5]
We gave you life, we gave you birth
We gave you God, we gave you Earth
We fem the future, don’t make it worse
You want the world? Well, what’s it worth?
Emoticons, Decepticons, and Autobots
Who twist the plot?
Who shot the sheriff, then fled to Paris
In the darkest hour, spoke truth to power?
Made a fandroid outta yo’ girlfriend
Let’s get caught downtown in the whirlwind
And paint the city pink, paint the city pink
And tuck the pearls in, just in case the world end

[Verse 6]
And nigga, down dawg
Nigga move back, take a seat, you were not involved
And hit the mute button
Let the vagina have a monologue
Mansplaining, I fold ’em like origami
What’s a wave, baby? This a tsunami
For the culture, I kamikaze
I put my life on a life line

[Outro]
If she the G.O.A.T. now, would anybody doubt it?
If she the G.O.A.T. now, would anybody doubt it?
Do anybody got it? Do anybody got it?
I say anybody got it?

Johnny Cash – Wanted Man Lyrics

JOHNNY CASH
Wanted Man Lyrics

[Written by Bob Dylan]

Wanted man in California,
Wanted man in Buffalo
Wanted man in Kansas City,
Wanted man in Ohio

Wanted man in Mississippi,
Wanted man in ol’ Cheyenne

Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man

I might be in Colorado,
Or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not know at all who I might be

If you ever see me coming and if you know who I am
Don’t you breathe it to nobody ’cause you know I’m on the lamb

Wanted man by Lucy Watson,
Wanted man by Jeannie Brown
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson,
Wanted man in this next town

I’ve had all that I wanted of a lot of things I’ve had
And a lot more than I needed of some things that turned out bad

I got sidetracked in El Paso,
Stopped to get myself a map
Went the wrong way in Pleura with Juanita on my back

Went to sleep in Shreveport,
Woke up in Abilene
Wonderin’ why I’m wanted at some town half way in between

Wanted man in Albuquerque,
Wanted man in Syracuse
Wanted man in Tallahassee,
Wanted man in Baton Rouge

There’s somebody set to grab me
Anywhere that I might be
And wherever you might look tonight
You might get a glimpse of me

Wanted man in California,
Wanted man in Buffalo
Wanted man in Kansas City,
Wanted man in Ohio

Wanted man in Mississippi,
Wanted man in ol’ Cheyenne

Wherever you might look tonight you might see this wanted man

Big Scoob – Doe-Rey-Me (feat. Boogieman & Young Boss) (H.O.G Album)

[Intro: Big Scoob]
I don’t know how you live, but how I live, I don’t step out the house unless I’m going to get some fucking paper
There’s only two things to do when you step out the house: That’s either get some paper, or die trying..

[Bridge: Big Scoob]
Raised in it, and I lived in it
No way to win it, but I’m still in it
Scared money, don’t eat, nigga
Beast mode, so I feast, nigga

[Verse 1: Young Bo$$]
The game’s shook, it’s Young Bo$$ the Kansas City crook
And I don’t fuck with bigs, nigga, the Big Bad Wolf
Hustle hard, and loyalty: That’s all I constitute
If you ain’t talkin’ money, then nigga it’s fuck you like a prostitute
But if you talkin’ benjamins, I’m cummin’ like an ejaculation
Test me, I empty the whole clip like an evacuation
Money still the conversation, when money talks, I’m all ears
Switchin’ gears, hit the club, then bottles pop like New Years
No fear, gotta rush and chop like I’m from Moscow
Let off five shots with five niggas, I need five towels
Milk the game like five cows ’till money’s sittin’ in five ‘Pal’s
If I get caught and go to trial, I’m pleadin’ amendment five now
If you a witness, I’m takin’ you out of the game like you got five fouls
Watch your back, cause I-O-U like three of the five vowels
Fuck that it’s time to switch it up
I’m high as fuck and drunk with a pistol tucked
I’m in traffic just like the morning rush
And I’m the shit, when I hop out, toilets flush
Bo$$

[Hook: Big Scoob]
Doe-Rey-Me
Money minded, motivational
Appetite, I’m insatiable
Don’t blame me
Gritter grinding, I’m greedy, nigga
Fuck the talk and just feed me, nigga
Doe-Rey-Me
Raised in it, and I lived in it
No way to win it, but I’m still in it
Don’t blame me
Scared money, don’t eat, nigga
Beast mode, so I feast, nigga

[Verse 2: Big Scoob]
Listen here, let me teach you something
That nigga livin’ don’t owe you nothing
Block niggas, we come from nothin’
Take these scraps and make ’em somethin’
That’s the way it was told to me
Think about it, it was sold to me
Laughin’ ’bout how these hoes would be
Talkin’ bout how it’s supposed to be
Little buddy, try’na walk’n my shoes
Shed no blood, I ain’t paid no dues
Fuck with me and I’ll fuck with you
Loyalty for just a few
Take this package and distribute
Pay your debts and follow suit
Link up a team, hustlers with dreams
Killer gorillas that’ll die for you
Eye for eye, we ride together
We eat together, we’ll die together
Always, any type of weather
Blood line can never be severed
Blood in, nigga, blood out
We beat these streets ’till they bled out
Beat these streets to the bread count
Get your bread out ‘fore the feds pounce
Work this shit like a nine to five
Hustle, hustle, always keep it in drive
Hustle, hustle, help your people survive
Hustle, hustle, get your piece of the pie
Dream big, nigga, reach for the sky
Many dreams in these gutters have died
Spread your wings and take your flight
Fearin’ nothing, now chase the light

[Hook: Big Scoob]
Doe-Rey-Me
Money minded, motivational
Appetite, I’m insatiable
Don’t blame me
Gritter grinding, I’m greedy, nigga
Fuck the talk and just feed me, nigga
Doe-Rey-Me
Raised in it, and I lived in it
No way to win it, but I’m still in it
Don’t blame me
Scared money, don’t eat, nigga
Beast mode, so I feast, nigga

[Verse 3: Boogieman]
Don’t blame me, I’m a product of the painting
A fragment of a faint dream
I’m a song that niggas can’t sing
Forty-one-eleven blam team
Twenty-seven-hundred champion
Still involved with them same niggas that’ll pull up and do the damn thing
That’s all sides, got family ties that’ll all ride
Death dealers in different colors, they my brothers, ya’ll all die
No lie I’m truth tellin’
Got niggas gellin’ cause dudes’ yellin’
Snuggled up to them same people that’d shoot you down and recruit felons
Ya’ll can have it, I’m done with it
Don’t [?] me, follow none, nigga
Do it all for them funds, nigga
I’m turnt up like a young nigga
Best to watch your tongue, nigga
I yank it out ‘fore you done, nigga
That tough talk’ll get fucked off
Touch jaw, and I won, nigga
I pledge allegiance to the people
Power to the unequal, courageously fighting evil
We hustle like it’s the sequel to barely makin’ a livin’
For family it ain’t no livin’, I get it chasin’ my vision

[Hook: Big Scoob]
Doe-Rey-Me
Money minded, motivational
Appetite, I’m insatiable
Don’t blame me
Gritter grinding, I’m greedy, nigga
Fuck the talk and just feed me, nigga
Doe-Rey-Me
Raised in it, and I lived in it
No way to win it, but I’m still in it
Don’t blame me
Scared money, don’t eat, nigga
Beast mode, so I feast, nigga

Big Scoob – Soul Musik (H.O.G Album)

[Intro: Siri]
Please choose a playlist
You’ve chosen "Big Scoob’s Soul Musik Playlist’

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
Such beautiful music (so beautiful)
From deep in my soul
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It’s a beautiful movement
(Oh it’s a beautiful movement)
Such a sight to behold

[Verse 1: Big Scoob]
Push play, Kansas City’s on blood stones
Natural high, got me vibin’ to these love songs
Switch it up a bit and change the mood to make ya slick
Can’t stop, won’t stop, blood with this shit
Nas told a nigga, "All I need is one mic"
So I listen to the message, made you look at my life
Get ya hustle on, juvie made me go and get it
Slow motion, but as long as I’m in motion with it
Back stab, ’cause the love of money is why they do it
The OJ’s really taught me how to love music
Let the spinners make this ghetto child into a man
The rubber band man, cold handed wanded man

[Bridge: Big Scoob]
I’m in the mood for some sexual healing
My lover is distant, takes to for this feeling
I’ll be your puppet, I’m ready and willing
I’m a stubborn kinda fella, but tonight I’m submittin’

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
Such beautiful music (so beautiful)
From deep in my soul
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It’s a beautiful movement
(Oh it’s a beautiful movement)
Such a sight to behold

[Verse 2: Big Scoob]
From foreplay to gun play, was hadin’ know
Got my Bible on the dash, how I have to row
Then I back your boogie with that Inglewood front
Chicken hawkin’, blood walkin’, Mac Dime’s in the trunk
Now it’s me against the world man look at Brenda’s baby
Dear mama, all this drama got your baby actin’ crazy
Twistin’ up my fingers, but I’m big and back boolin’
Man this YG indignant plus the young blood groovin’
Rock bounce skate vine, Mason said, "Do it mane"
And I lost a few with that one, but I gotta keep it movin’
Since we groovin’, push play on the god of the slaps
Play anything from Rodger man, anything from Zach
To the gooner boom bap, yeah shakin’ down the industry
Freddy Fox to Enemy, I love this nigga’s synergy

[Bridge: Big Scoob]
And the love’s gonna get ya, gonna get ya
Said the love’s gonna get ya
BDP paint it bitches

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
Such beautiful music (so beautiful)
From deep in my soul
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It’s a beautiful movement
(Oh it’s a beautiful movement)
Such a sight to behold

[Verse 3: Big Scoob]
Miss Patty Uretha(?), from smokey Detroop
MJ, the one way, now switch it to blues
Bessy, then BB, then waters get muddy
Then Eda, then Elmo, then Gayas and Buddy
Sunshine in KC, they told me how to get down
Let [?] get funky, and kill ’em with this new sound
Play that funky music, white boy, tear it down
Welcome to the Terradome, soundin’ how we livin’ now
Wearin’ double [?] bones, lettin’ ’em know I get around
Pocket full of stones, I’m the king of the underground
Knockin’ over buildings in the city with the dog pound
Letin’ ’em now it’s on with my Villains screamin, "Hog style"
Mobbin’ through the bay with the savage, tryna’ be legit
Face twistin’ ugly on my Mac Dre shit
Man, so much music that it’s seepin’ out my soul
And I’m hopin’ that you feel like I feel when I flow

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
Such beautiful music (so beautiful)
From deep in my soul
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It’s a beautiful movement
(Oh it’s a beautiful movement)
Such a sight to behold