Katy Perry – Save As Draft Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I remember when you used to be my every other thought
But now my calendar’s so full, it’s easier to move on
Sometimes I swear I pass your SUV on Sunset Boulevard
I don’t fuck with change, but lately I’ve been flipping coins a lot

[Chorus]
I struggle
I juggle
I could just throw a line to you
But I should let sleeping dogs lie
‘Cause I know better, baby
I write it
Erase it
Repeat it
But what good will it do to reopen the wound?
So I take a deep breath and I save as draft

[Verse 2]
You don’t have to subtweet me
My number’s always been the same
But all’s been said and done, will we ever really close this case?
Yeah, I will always be here for you, but I could no longer stay
Still my body goes in shock every time I hear your name

[Chorus]
I struggle
I juggle
I could just throw a line to you
But I should let sleeping dogs lie
‘Cause I know better, baby
I write it
Erase it
Repeat it
But what good will it do to reopen the wound?
So I take a deep breath and I save as draft

[Bridge]
I’ve heard you’ve done some changing
I’ve been rearranging
Wish that I could know, but I just don’t know
Never get that time back
Fear we’d fall in old traps
Why can’t we just let go?
Staring at a fork in the fucking road

[Chorus]
I struggle
I juggle
I could just throw a line to you
But I should let sleeping dogs lie (dogs lie)
‘Cause I know better, baby
I write it
Erase it
Repeat it
But what good will it do to reopen the wound?
So I take a deep breath and I save as draft

Katy Perry – Save As Draft (Witness Target Exclusive Album)

[Verse 1]
I remember when you used to be my every other thought
But now my calendar’s so full, it’s easier to move on
Sometimes I swear I pass your SUV on Sunset Boulevard
I don’t fuck with change, but lately I’ve been flipping coins a lot

[Chorus]
I struggle
I juggle
I could just throw a line to you
But I should let sleeping dogs lie
‘Cause I know better, baby
I write it
Erase it
Repeat it
But what good will it do to reopen the wound?
So I take a deep breath and I save as draft

[Verse 2]
You don’t have to subtweet me
My number’s always been the same
But all’s been said and done, will we ever really close this case?
Yeah, I will always be here for you, but I could no longer stay
Still my body goes in shock every time I hear your name

[Chorus]
I struggle
I juggle
I could just throw a line to you
But I should let sleeping dogs lie
‘Cause I know better, baby
I write it
Erase it
Repeat it
But what good will it do to reopen the wound?
So I take a deep breath and I save as draft

[Bridge]
I’ve heard you’ve done some changing
I’ve been rearranging
Wish that I could know, but I just don’t know
Never get that time back
Fear we’d fall in old traps
Why can’t we just let go?
Staring at a fork in the fucking road

[Chorus]
I struggle
I juggle
I could just throw a line to you
But I should let sleeping dogs lie (dogs lie)
‘Cause I know better, baby
I write it
Erase it
Repeat it
But what good will it do to reopen the wound?
So I take a deep breath and I save as draft

Rexx Life Raj – Handheld GPS

[Hook]
I’ve been out the way tryna gain it all
Weed and Adderall, that’ll get me there
Hoping soon enough, I don’t do enough, I could do some more
I don’t even know what I’m shooting for but I’m shooting anyway

[Verse 1]
Handheld GPS, still everybody’s lost
We’re in the land of the free where everything costs
But everything is everything though
I’ve been holding onto too much, now it’s time to let everything go
Leave all these thoughts and the weed I blow
Probably swoop a little shawty from the east side though
LA trips in this SUV
4 niggas deep, still fit a few hoes
Berkley, Telegraph Ave be the fast life
But I’m Hollywood when I’m on Melrose
2 cellphones, still so disconnected
Social media disingenuous
It’s that shit that needs disinfecting
Sitting back, counting blessings
Don’t accept no for answers, ask questions
Fuck a suggestion, use intuition
When your heart speaks to you, you should listen
I’ve been minding my business
I’ve been building my business
I’ve seen niggas go from checking for FASFA checks
To signing checls for millions
Shoutout G, boy that’s 30 Ms
Get an indoor pool and I’ll slide and swim
You came a long way from that blue Corolla
You was sliding in, inspiration
It’s better when you lead by demonstration
Don’t compare me to anybody, that’s disrespectful
These niggas ancient

[Hook]
I’ve been out the way tryna gain it all
Weed and Adderall, that’ll get me there
Hoping soon enough, I don’t do enough, I could do some more
I don’t even know what I’m shooting for but I’m shooting anyway

Quentin Miller – To Turning 27 (Bonus Track) (Gunmetal Grey Album)

27 years
How did I get here?
Hod’d I make it here?
Last year was supposed to be the greatest year
Look at me, I’ll never be the same again
I used to dream ’bout this rap shit
Whipping my mama’s SUV through them backstreets
Hit the WalMart late at night, had to shoplift the dipes and the wipes
Made decisions like that one, like that
Listen to rap songs, make me want get out here and get some racks huh
I can’t get enough I’m never satisfied
Oh Lord, oh Lord, got some many questions
Oh Lord, oh Lord, I need joy, yeah
Wo-ooo-ah
Wo-ooo-ah
Wo-ooo-ah, alright!

The Lox – Hard Life (feat. Mobb Deep) (Filthy America… It’s Beautiful Album)

[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
Smoking loud with the top down
Burner on me, nigga, come and get me right now
Dope fiends in the hallway
Little niggas’ll clap something in broad day
Rose gold, princess cut
Pretty face, little titties, big butt
Thugged out, she with me like "nigga what?"
Big chain on my b-boy
We walk in these niggas get p-noid
Gem star make a nigga face keloid
Our 16s’ll have your crew destroyed
LOX them niggas you wanna evoid

[Hook: Prodigy & Jadakiss]
LOX is that hard life, Mobb Deep is that real
Life’s difficult, death’s easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?
Infamous is that raw rap
You come through D-Block you get killed
Life’s difficult, death’s easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?

[Verse 2: Styles P]
100 shots to the fuckboys, 21 salute to the real Gs
Live by the code, if I couldn’t do that a rat nigga’ll kill me
24 karat gold handguns, mink seats in the coupe, yes
Rooftop party with the real gangstas, spiral stairs in my duplex
All high and I’m looking at my bitch, and my money like "what should we do next?"
Real nigga ’till I die, if I can’t be real I’d rather die, yeah, I choose death

[Hook: Prodigy & Jadakiss]
LOX is that hard life, Mobb Deep is that real
Life’s difficult, death’s easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?
Infamous is that raw rap
You come through D-Block you get killed
Life’s difficult, death’s easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?

[Verse 3: Prodigy]
LOX is that hard life, Mobb Deep is that real
Infamous is that raw rap
You come through D-Block you get killed
By these rich, young, black hustlers out the slum
In New York state, bitch, you could get some
Say ahhh, I’ll shove my gun down your mouth
Like what was all that woopty woop about?
Greed is good
I get all this dope shit, you wish you could
I’m in a financial district, I don’t do broke Uber
SUV, I send for your hoe
So these are iconic bars
When I bust your head you see all kinds of stars
To see your whole world turned black
What’s done is done, there ain’t not turning back

[Hook: Prodigy & Jadakiss]
LOX is that hard life, Mobb Deep is that real
Life’s difficult, death’s easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?
Infamous is that raw rap
You come through D-Block you get killed
Life’s difficult, death’s easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?

[Verse 4: Havoc]
Tie your shoelace, you rap niggas tripping
Fall face first when the pound start spitting
Same old dirt, really ain’t no difference
Fuck about a Grammy, they salute me in the trenches
Fuck about y’all, got a give-a-fuck fetish
First nigga feel some kind of way I’mma lay
I could have a beef with the world, never dead it
Your son in deep shit, mama love better pray
With your broken-ass gun, shit, looking like relics
Fear so bad when we see him we can smell it
Room full of goons, lay back with my Ls lit
Son got bagged, real Gs never tell shit
Did 5 on his head and his mouth closed
Came home, hit him off, ball like Gauchos
D-Block, Mobb Deep
H-A-V-O make money in his sleep

[Hook: Prodigy & Jadakiss]
LOX is that hard life, Mobb Deep is that real
Life’s difficult, death’s easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?
Infamous is that raw rap
You come through D-Block you get killed
Life’s difficult, death’s easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?

[Verse 5: Jadakiss]
Top down in the winter time
If you on the boom list then it’s dinner time
Horse head in your bed just so send a sign
This is dope right here, nigga, get in line
Yeah, I’ve been a don since Benneton
Before you let a man hit me on the intercom
I find out they did him wrong then I get ’em gone
They on the roof with the scopes, have ’em hit him long
Yeah, we bomb shit like the Pentagon
Where that money go, nigga, what you spend it on?
Life’s difficult, death’s easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?

[Hook: Prodigy & Jadakiss]
LOX is that hard life, Mobb Deep is that real
Life’s difficult, death’s easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?
Infamous is that raw rap
You come through D-Block you get killed
Life’s difficult, death’s easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?

Papoose – Darkside letras

It’s hoodie season
[Hook]
I’m from the dark side
Dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side
I’m from the dark side
Dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side
The lights went out, the lights went out
The lights went out, nigga the lights went out
I said the lights went, the lights went out
The lights went out, homie the lights went out

[Verse 1]
They say why New York dudes always wear Timberlands
‘Cause when we stomp niggas out we like to finish ’em
Bulletproof truck don’t make me laugh
‘Cause you gotta get out the truck to pump your gas
They got a lot a secrets that they know we know
So when they come around us they have no ego
Catch me at the dice game I’ma throw Cee-lo
Stick up kids get no free dough
Catch you sitting in your v let the toastie go
Put a hole on both sides of your v, OVO
(Where you from?) I’m from the dark side
If one of us got drama homie we all ride
At my cousin’s funeral we all cried
Papoose ain’t been the same since Strong died
I just hop in the Maybach and ride
Brooklyn is mine I’m bout to take back the Stuy
Never gave nothing say I gotta payback but why
Only thing I got to do homie is stay black and die

[Hook]
I’m from the dark side
Dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side
I’m from the dark side
Dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side
The lights went out, the lights went out
The lights went out, nigga the lights went out
I said the lights went, the lights went out
The lights went out, homie the lights went out

[Verse 2]
Ask Stevie Wonder he gon tell you when I die
I’m so gifted they gon put a ribbon in the sky
Never shy to a fight, you talk alot
You can catch this fade, barbershop
Set your crib on fire, the doors is locked
You can’t open the door cause the knob is hot
I got that rubber grip on me, marvlous Glock
I be backing out on them, parking spot
More heart than Kevin, my bars is hot
Y’all rappers really comedians, Chocolate Drop
Clip loaded to the top I bet you see
It’s better when it’s fully loaded like an SUV
Somebody ever made you real mad?
And you totally spazzed out on they ass
Now they sorry tryna apologize
Deep down inside everybody got a dark side

[Hook]
Dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side
I’m from the dark side
Dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side
The lights went out, the lights went out
The lights went out, nigga the lights went out
I said the lights went, the lights went out
The lights went out, homie the lights went out

Trettmann – Ehrenrunde (Kitschkrieg, Vol. 3 EP) letras

[Verse 1]
Kein Spass man, bis der letzte es gerafft hat, hier ist nichts lustig
Habs allen gesagt: 2Null16 gehört uns, Übernahme, Schlussstrich
Aus’m Nichts in die Championsleague Hombre, nie wieder Schlusslicht
Alle überrundet, Transformation abgeschlossen, alles gut, alles richtig
Und es fühlt sich so leicht an, als ob ich fliege, fernab vom Schwarm
Gönn’ mir ‘n Blick in die Tiefe und ein KitschKrieg- Tattoo auf’n Arm
Für meine Fam so viel Liebe, Fiji Kriss geht auf Eins mit Denyo und Jan
Fizzle zieht am KK- Costum- Vapo, mit eingraviertem Namen

[Hook]
Ich mag Frau’n, die bubblen zu KitschKrieg Beats
Und wenn meine Songs vorbeifahrn im SUV
Während ihr noch überlegt, warum ich euch überrunde
Mei’m Kram neue Namen gebt, lauf ich die Ehrenrunde

[Verse 2]
Awhodat – alle wolln deine Bilder, schwarz- weiß ohne Filter
Hut ab, Haiyti und UFO, ich bin ein Berliner, Megaloh Moabiter
Big Up, Felix und Samy, How many mics? Me say many many many
Pull Up, 187 Co Sing, die Strasse feiert’s, alles muss genau so sein
Stimmt’s Teka, hier um zu gewinnen, scheiss auf Major Deal
Und auf die, die sich nur melden, wann ma’ was geht, ihr seid mir zu viel
Shout Out HHV, KK1 – 2 – 3 kommt auf DoppelVinyl
Dann Album, Trettmann, lauf’ locker durchs Ziel

[Hook]
Ich mag Frau’n, die bubblen zu KitschKrieg Beats
Und wenn meine Songs vorbeifahrn im SUV
Während ihr noch überlegt, warum ich euch überrunde
Mei’m Kram neue Namen gebt, lauf ich die Ehrenrunde
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