Ace Hood – Practice Lyrics

[Verse]
Living in glory, living notorious
Eat a little fish, a little chicken, go gym, nigga living like warrior
Feeling like Morpheus, I gotta make a nigga forfeit his
That’s, very unfortunate, I take a beat and make a feast of it
I’m unleashed and shit, reminiscing while the reefer lit
You see what happen when you recommit?
Nigga, picture this, mind, body, and the soul divine, got everything that you need inside you
Gotta ease your pride, got keys, I can lead the blind
You won’t believe how I beat the odds, do you believe in God?
Bang, bang, niggas thieving lives
I had a dream we would all combine, you gotta cross the line
Be free from the fear inside, set bounds when you cut off sides, that niggas out his mind
He done jumped in the gym though, boy cut like Freddy Krue’, slice like Kimbo
I’m a lamp in the Benzo, fish tanks on the window, fuck nigga, Frito
I’ma get ’em cause I know I got ’em, I’m in the Jeep with the two-eight bottoms, I’m getting UK dollars
Riding ’round with some spiritual shottas and we’ll lift somebody spirit up out it, ain’t really worried about it
Working more and saying less, easy as the alphabet
I’m like, aye, Ace is amazing, save me a spot at the top with the greatest
Actually active with accurate aiming, I’m happy, elated, I’m blessed and I’m favored, be all you can be
Before the beast, gotta unleash, never retreat
Gotta believe, fly to Belize, me and the Queen, privacy please
You gotta see, see for the ceiling, [?] look way more appealing
Pushing my limits, in love with the feeling, count up a million and slice a percentage, I’m paying myself
E for the effort, fuck with me never, I’m way too clever
Foot on the pedal, feel like Mandela, clean as Consuela, smooth as vanilla
F is feather, flourish together, nourish the weather, people get jealous, keep up, repel it, fuck what you selling, shit is pathetic, we gon’ address it, G as in goat
We are on go, hop in the Ghost, I’m with my woe, we rockin’ Presi’s like we bout to vote
This was a dream we envisioned before, used to be broke
H is for healing, I as in illest, J as in jealous, K as kinetic
Killing them, baby, L is for Legend, live in the present
Learn all the lessons, lean on your leverage
M as in money, march with them blessings
N is for nigga, we [?], we super special, we like a legend
O is for olo, pull up to Soho, sometimes you just gotta stunt a on doh doh
P is for practice, who’s up for some static?
Q as in quality, that’s automatic
R is for realer, S is for shivers, losing my nigga, man I remember
T as in triumph, U as in unit, V as in viewing, fuck is we doing?
I got that W, all of my pieces exceptional, you wonder why I’m ahead of you, Z is for zilla, knew you would feel it
This is the Purge, knew I would kill it

[Outro]

Trio Mandili – Apareka lyrics

Zetsas shakheneo ap’arek’av,
Mtvare datvisjvrisk’en it’oleba,
Kalav shav tvalt raad map’arebav,
Anamts ch’erkhoshi rad miqolebav?!
Dghes me shen sts’orperi viknebio,
Ghame gavit’anat saubarit.
Kalav, nu amiri pikrebio,
Mamshord gaigone naubari!
Mamshord gaigone naubari!
Zetsa uk’etsia varsk’vlavt pardas,
Mtvarets gats’eula datvisjvrisk’en,
Vazhav, sad ts’akhvedi, aghar schankhar,
Net’av, shen sts’orpersamts damitsdide.
Ghame ut’ekhia mat saubars,
Dila gatenebul namiani,
Rizhrazhs arqiani botla uqvars,
Botla nach’relian-sasmliani,
Botla nach’relian-sasmliani.
Sts’orperm mout’ana botlit araq,
Dilam shuadghisk’en gaits’ia,
K’atsma qants’it sasmel gadatsala,
Mere eshmak’urad chaitsina.
Kalma luk’ma mistsa tav dakhara,
K’idev erti stkvio khevsurisa,
Sasmelm k’atsis goni gadapara,
Tanats is sts’orperi gverds uzis da,
Tanats is sts’orperi gverds uzis da.

“Raebs vazrob ghmertma mariskhas da…”
Shertskhva, gadaek’ra sakhadis per,
Nela gadavida datvisjvars da,
Bilik’s gadauqva khakhmat’isk’en.

Popcaan & Gorillaz Song “Saturnz Barz” Makes Rolling Stone Best Songs Of 2017 List

Popcaan may have missed out on the MOBO Award this year but he picked up another accolade.

The “Stray Dog” deejay’s song with Gorillaz, “Saturnz Barz (Spirited House),” gets featured on Rolling Stone’s list of 50 Best Songs of 2017. The song, which is featured on the group’s album Humanz, is ranked 38 on the list. The song is one of Popcaan’s biggest cross-over hits to date and features the Unruly Boss dropping dancehall bars about his early struggles to finding mainstream success through music. He also gave dancehall legend Bounty Killer a shout-out.

The “Saturnz Barz” music video created YouTube history in April when it became the first 360 degrees interactive video to clock in over three million views in 48 hours. The song was a huge hit among the massive dancehall fan base in Gorillaz home turf in the UK. The song also reached the top ten of the Billboard + Twitter Trending 140 chart in March of this year.

Popcaan had a phenomenal year in dancehall after scoring a number of hits this year, but his inability to secure a United States visa has significantly hurt his reach in the biggest music market in the world.

Cardi B Performs “Bodak Yellow” At MOBO Awards [Watch]

Cardi B light up the stage at Wednesday Night’s MOBO Awards in the UK with a sizzling performance of her breakout hit “Bodak Yellow.”

The song gave Cardi B a mega year in hip hop giving her a taste of mainstream success after dropping a few mixtapes. This summer she became the first female rapper to have a number one song on the Billboard Hot 100 chart as a solo artist since Lauryn Hill did it in the 90s.

Last night she took the stage at the First Direct Arena in Leeds, England to perform her chart topping single “Bodak Yellow (Money Moves)” and through her performance she had the crowd on its feet. Cardi B picked up two Grammy nominations after the single received nods for Best Rap Performance and Best Rap Song.

She is currently working on her debut album and has been teasing song of the singles on Instagram over the past few weeks. Check out the full video of Cardi B’s performance at the 2017 Music of Black Origin (MOBO) Awards below.

“How” Vybz Kartel Roast Popcaan In New Song: Listen


Vybz Kartel quietly disses Popcaan on his new song “How” and barely anyone noticed.

This is the second song that Kartel released this week after dropping a new joint dedicated to his mother on Monday. Recently, the Gazanation deejay has been quietly taking shots his former protege Popcaan who he previously ousted as being a disloyal member of the Gaza over his alignment with Drake. In one of his recent songs, Kartel accused the Unruly Boss of stealing some of his styles and now on this new Dunwell Productions-produced single, he calls him bad mind.

“Judas by time you say a who that / Back fly go Cuba, wat time now Muller / Time fi you stop watch man give thanks for what you have / Red eye will blind yo or make man wine yo / How yo fi badmind yo friend wa the bloodclat do them… / Cut them off like Gillette / How yo fi badmind yo friend unni fi move and go weh / Give them a spinners with six shots Russian Roulette / Bout yo rate me yo no rate me talk yo a talk / But mi naan hear nutten just blah blah blah,” Vybz Kartel deejay over a dancehall beat.

In the lyrics, Kartel is saying that Popcaan badmind (envy) him for the things he achieved and then always talk about how much he rates (respect) Vybz Kartel, but now him Kartel stop listening to all of that and sees him for what he really is, badmind and disloyal.

During an interview back in July in the UK, Popcaan opened up about the hate that he has been getting from Vybz Kartel and the rest of the Gazanation fan base which makes up more than half the dancehall fans population in his opinion. Poppy also said that he learned from the hate that he has been experiencing and that is helping him stay on top.

“Since I’ve been around Vybz Kartel like a lot of people use to hate Vybz Kartel but he stayed on top and I learn that from him,” Popcaan explains. “That is why if Vybz Kartel hate Popcaan today I will forever be on top because I learn that from him.”

Listen Popcaan New Conscious Single “Family”


Popcaan drop a conscious new single titled “Family,” produced by Delly Ranx & PMGJA.

The track is featured on the new Cotton Swab Riddim and features Popcaan calling out some fake people around him. “Mi nuh know if heaven is real / But mi know fi a fact a no every man real / Some boi heart dutty not clean / Dem nuh want see a next yout livin’ in the hills / To every evil demon / Dem can’t stop mi nor Dre Island,” Popcaan deejay over the Cotton Swab dancehall beat.

Popcaan has a chance to create history this month by winning a third straight MOBO Award for Best Reggae Act in the UK. The Unruly Boss deejay won the award for the past two years, but this year he has stiff competition from the likes of Alkaline, Aidonia, Damian Marley, and Chronixx.

Yo Gotti – Around the World Lyrics

[Intro: Children Singing]
Lala la la lala la la la
Lala la la lala la la la
Lala la la lala la la la
Lala la la lala la la la

[Chorus: Children & Yo Gotti]
I been ’round the world
Reppin’ where I’m from (where I’m from)
Right back to my hood
Right back to the slums
Right back to my hood
Right back to my, where I’m from
Right back to the Crest
I been ’round the world
Reppin’ where I’m from (where I’m from)
Right back to my trap
Right back to my slums

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
I just left Dubai
I just left Hawai’i
I just left, I just left NY
Headed to M-I-A, hey
I just left the bank
Headed to LA
I just left all my dogs a plate
Put ’em on a plane
Passport, I just left UK
Hustlin’ out the States
I got weight
Yah they call it freight
Hood call it yay, yay
I can prolly say that I ain’t never took the stand
My lil, Asian bitch she do my feet she from Japan (ayy)

[Chorus: Yo Gotti & Children]
I been ’round the world
Reppin’ where I’m from (where I’m from)
Right back to my hood
Right back to the slums
Right back to my hood
Right back to my gun
Right back to the Crest
Right back to my bunk

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Where you from Gotti (Gotti)
Why your hoes exotic (why)
Why your car foreign (skrt skrt)
What your jewelry doin’ [?]
What your fashion be
Bitch why you askin’ me (huh)
‘Cause you a drug dealer
Why you look like fashion week
This outfit a half a brick and they come from Milan
I can’t rock no skinnies, it won’t hold my gun
I got a Chinese bitch a Chinese Uzi
Say her favorite rapper Lil Uzi
Told her I’ma put her on to Lil Boosie
Introduce her to the gangsta music

[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
I been ’round the world
Rappers and their drug life
2Pac, Outlawz, yah this Thug Life

[Chorus: Yo Gotti & Children]
I been ’round the world
Reppin’ where I’m from (where I’m from)
Right back to my hood
Right back to the slums
Right back to my hood
Right back to my gun
Right back to the Crest
Right back to my bunk

[Outro: Yo Gotti & Children]
Lala la la lala la la la
Lala la la lala la la la
Lala la la lala la la la
Lala la la lala la la la
I been ’round the world
Reppin’ where I’m from (where I’m from)
Right back to my hood
Right back to the slums
Right back to my hood
Right back to my gun
Right back to the Crest
Right back to my bunk

Alkaline Is As Big As Popcaan Internationally Says Producer Lee Milla

Is Alkaline as big as Popcaan on the international scene? Dancehall producer Lee Milla thinks so.

Since breaking onto the scene, Alkaline has had a big rivalry with former Gaza prefect Popcaan, and this year that beef reached an all-time high with diss tracks coming from both sides. Both artists are arguably among the top five deejays in dancehall currently, so the argument is who is bigger internationally. This debate is going on right now and while fans of both sides think that their artist has the edges.

Lee Milla, who has produced songs for Vybz Kartel, is now producing songs for Alkaline, Mavado and Jahmiel. The beat maker thinks that the Vendetta boss is definitely as big as Popcaan globally. Speaking with Anthony Miller on ER last week, Milla was asked what direction is the artist currently taking his career. “As you can see from the year start he has been doing a lot of international collabs so obviously a international him thing deh,” Lee Milla said.

Anthony Miller then suggested that Alkaline is not doing it internationally on the same level as Popcaan while saying that Popcaan has the edge. “I wouldn’t say that,” Lee Milla responded. Poppy has been linked with Drake and has collaborated with international acts like Young Thug and UK rapper Giggs. Alkaline recently collaborated with French Montana on his new album “Jungle Rules.”

Onyx & Dope D.O.D. – Doomsday (Shotgunz In Hell Album)

[Intro: Jay Reaper]
Ey yo move mate I’m getting moody
Cause your music you don’t move me
I’m in the mood today to just shoot away
Nigga too cray Paul Mooney
Ya bitch niggas just tomb raid em
We crusade from here to UK
Like a new plague Its to late
We bring it, Doomsday

[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
[?]
Not with the time but she a snowflake
In the bathroom taking a coke break
Doing crooked shit to get the dough straight
Fuck a jimbo we whole weight
Pushing pounds through the whole state
I got bullets in your brain just rotate
Leave a nigga body in a cold state
Rigamortis that’s when you go against niggas orders
Electric tape like Biggie thought us
The type that’ll kidnap niggas daughters
Half my niggas is brain dead
Eyes the color blood stained red
(now is not the time for fear, that comes later)
Like Bane said

[Hook: Jay Reaper]
Ey yo move mate I’m getting moody
Cause your music you don’t move me
I’m in the mood today to just shoot away
Nigga too cray Paul Mooney
Ya bitch niggas just tomb raid em
We crusade from here to UK
Like a new plague Its to late
We bring it, Doomsday

[Verse 2: Skits Vicious]
Gimmie the title I’m killin my rivals
And any beside them with evil intent
Trap it, Onyx D.O.D on it
We quick to demolish your feeble event
Read all about it we out here
[?]
Sticky and Dro fill em with holes
Vicious and Reap put em to sleep
Deadly vapors plastic tubes and respirators
Stack of paper, back to Vegas
Crack a bottle, smack a waiter
So and so they sew you up
Comatose you roasted duck
Back on the scene with a banger
Handle the heat with the hammer

[Verse 3: Sticky Fingas]
I’m still on paper fresh outta jail
No heavenly father i was raised in hell
Billy had her mother she was raised in bail
Sister around the corner selling fruit cocktails
Bitches on your knees niggas get your hands up
Whats it gonna be? either way imma bust
I’m movin overseas America is so fucked
Must’ve got drunk woke up and voted for Trump?
Its the end of the world and I’m holding a pump
Dick to your girl while she’s rolling my blunt
Drink in my hand while I’m slappin her butt
If its doomsday imma go nuts
Take you apart see what you’re made of
Playing a part, your whole life’s made up
Take out your heart, see what your brain does
Soon its death what you afraid of?

[Outro: Jay Reaper]
Ey yo move mate I’m getting moody
Cause your music you don’t move me
I’m in the mood today to just shoot away
Nigga too cray Paul Mooney
Ya bitch niggas just tomb raid em
We crusade from here to UK
Like a new plague Its to late
We bring it, Doomsday

Ace Hood – 2 Fux

Beast
( Renegade, renegade, renegade )
Uh, I wake up every morning, thank God, then I gotta get to it
I never had a role model, money was the only influence
While they was talkin’ ’bout it in the city I was really out doin’ it
Hundred bands I was 19 and the man, I knew it, okay
Thats around the time I shine had these niggas all hatin’
Same time I was grindin’ same time I was patient, you was standin’ with your hand out waitin’, yeah yeah
Imma keep it real, how it feel? I don’t give 2 fucks
Count another bag on the road I could never get enough
They wanna hang when I’m on where they were when the shit got tough
And what a nigga think about me? I don’t give 2 fucks
You don’t pay my bills, you don’t feed my kids, your opinion don’t matter
My pockets still gettin’ fatter
God damn and the last time I looked in the mirror I was starin’ at a real one
And fuck makin’ friends, where the ends at ’cause all my dogs need a million
I don’t give a fuck about poppin’ no bottles in the club
I’m focused on the money, I ain’t never going back the way I was
A lot of people asked why I drive it here then it get missin’
Sorry to my fans, I’ll be way more consistent
Haters get the middle finger, Lord be the witness, listen
Got a crib out west out in Cali when I touch down
Fired my old jeweler went and got a new jeweler made him [?]
I thinks it’s funny how they wanna be down all of a sudden young nigga gettin’ up now
Yeah, king of the city nigga, king of the state, turn beast when the sun down
I’m just really having fun now
Funny how that slick talk minimize when ya boy ’round
I just landed in the UK, in a suite with a pretty little freak sippin’ D’Ussé
Murda murda in the booth, aye
I’m a killer on the beat, increasin’ the crime rate
I need a mill, not an entrée
I need a Jay, no Beyoncé
Smoke like a choo train
Showin’ niggas how to do things
Boys biting on the flow, I changed up like a mood ring
Young nigga with a new flame
Don’t compare me to no mane
Top of the food chain, uh

Vanessa Hudgens & Ashley Tisdale – Ex’s & Oh’s (Elle King Cover)

[Verse 1]
Well, I had me a boy, turned him into a man
I showed him all the things that he didn’t understand
Whoa, and then I let him go
Now, there’s one in California who’s been cursing my name
Cause I found me a better lover in the UK
Hey, hey, until I made my getaway

[Pre-Chorus 1]
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
Cause I’m the best baby that they never gotta keep
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave

[Chorus 1]
Ex’s and the oh, oh, oh’s they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make ’em O
They won’t let go
Ex’s and oh’s

[Verse 2]
I had a summer lover down in New Orleans
Kept him warm in the winter, left him frozen in the spring
My, my, how the seasons go by
I get high, and I love to get low
So the hearts keep breaking, and the heads just roll
You know that’s how the story goes

[Pre-Chorus 1]
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
Cause I’m the best baby that they never gotta keep
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave

[Chorus 2]
Ex’s and the oh, oh, oh’s they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make ’em O
They won’t let go
Ex’s and the oh, oh, oh’s they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make ’em O
They won’t let go
Ex’s and oh’s

[Pre-Chorus 2]
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
Climbing over mountains and a-sailing over seas
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave

[Chorus 2]
My ex’s and the oh, oh, oh’s they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make ‘em O
They won’t let go
Ex’s and the oh, oh, oh’s they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make ‘em O
They won’t let go
Ex’s and oh’s

Watsky – London Eclipse Lyrics

Come, the moon is over the sun
We’ll use the shadows to run
No one can stop us from leaving
Come, the moon is over the sun
We’ll use the shadows to run
No one can stop us from leaving

Breathing’s boring
What a stupid task it’s
Only 8 a.m. this train’s a moving casket
Brew it black and spike your coffee with your flask
Before you leave the house each day pull on your ‘fuck you’ mask
You know that sad disguise
You know that patch of lies
Commuters pull their papers wide so folks can’t catch their eyes
We let these years of tears build up and now it’s heavy stakes
And we might drown this city if we let these levees break
So I gotta get a grip
Show ‘em I won’t let it slip
I know that what’s done is done and so that’s why it’s dumb to trip
I’m not scratching at the walls, that’s London at my fingertips
They use the news from yesterday to wrap tomorrow’s fish and chips
So you can print me on pretty, colorful paper
Right next to the psycho bitch who allegedly stabbed her neighbor
And I’ll be looking back up atcha until you’re ready to crumple me up
Oh, oh, oh

[Hook]

At the last eclipse, I was living as a single man
My girl’s looking through a pinhole camera
That she made out of a Pringle’s can
Pointed upwards at a gray London sky, pretending she could see the sun (the sun)
And I’m really looking right at her thinking maybe she could be the one
We could run
New York, L.A., UK, what do you say
Got no plans
Got no faith
Another new sun, gonna bring a new day
I wait to queue for the Baker loo, then I take the tube
30 minutes heading to Kent
And I’m coming straight to you with a big bouquet
We’re not anchored
We got our freedom and we can wander any path that we wanna on the planet
Damn it we don’t even need a answer
And I’m looking at all the 9 to 5ers on the train
But all the 9 to 5ers on the train are lookin at your pretty faces
Lookin at the sun that only you can see up in the Evening Standard
This could be home to me
Home could be anywhere
We could be anywhere
We could be free
I’m happy with you
If you were somewhere new
Do you think you still could be happy with me?
Timing is key and our timing was keen
And time is as slow and so why should we baby
You make me weak in the knees
We could move every weekend but only if we can agree to where
Home could be anywhere
We could be anywhere
We could be free
I’m happy with you
If you were somewhere new
Do you think you still could be happy with me?
Timing is key and our timing was keen
And time is as slow and so why should we baby
You make me weak in the knees
We could move every weekend but only if we can agree to where

[Hook]

P Money – Keepin’ It Real

[Verse 1: P Money]
I just wanna make music
Hit the studio, create music
My fans purchase, download and play music
Seek melody, metaphor and rave music
That chill on the sofa and play music
Don’t want a beat, just wanna play music
Who am I kidding? I’ll beat when I play music and
If her boyfriend is talking smack
I’ve got that lead your girlfriend away music
I’ve got that wild, you’ve got that tame music
I’ve got that real, you’ve got that lame music
I’ve got that cosign, labels wanna sign the work of art
Belong in the Tate music
Grime, rap, UK bass music
That real easy to embrace music, and
Any MC that is thinking they’re rough
I’ve got that punch a man in their face music
That serve you [?] ace music
Black, white, don’t watch race music
Still here, kept my faith music
Ten years, never made no fake music
Man have been making that great music
You need to make that stay in your lane music
Cuh 2016, I’ll be touring Australia
Second time round like

[Pre-Hook: P Money]
I’ve been killing shows with no deal
I always keep it down to earth, I’m so real
I’m ready, I’m itching to go, can’t sit still
They’re so fake, they don’t even know how it feels when you’re

[Hook: P Money]
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, they don’t even know
How it feels when you’re
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it

[Verse 2: Stormzy]
If you’re gonna send then send for the top
Look, trust me, I get it (calm)
I’ll take that shot and I’ll take that shot
Yeah, I’m photogenic (calm)
But when I spray back and I ended careers
Don’t tell me to dead it (‘llow it)
Bare of these MCs hate me
But they still see me and beg it (pussies)
And I still came back with the game on my lap
Like “nobody move” (no one)
Tryna take care of my Gs
Ain’t tryna see nobody lose
But man try come for my team, I’ll dun him off
My man thought he’s a G, stop running off
I’ve got a crown and you’ve got a crown
But rudeboy, this crown here ain’t coming off (‘llow it)

[Pre-Hook: P Money]
I’ve been killing shows with no deal
I always keep it down to earth, I’m so real
I’m ready, I’m itching to go, can’t sit still
They’re so fake, they don’t even know how it feels when you’re

[Hook: P Money]
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, they don’t even know
How it feels when you’re
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it

[Verse 3: P Money]
Yo, I was one of the youngers that you couldn’t send shop
Yeah, I was a mummy’s boy, but never soft
I boxed man that thought they couldn’t get boxed
Topped MCs that thought they couldn’t be topped
When I flow on the riddim, I never get lost
When you flow on the riddim, you’re told “get lost”
Labels wanna know how I keep going hard
Thought I took a pill cuh my ting never went flop
Complete control, I could never get dropped
There was never a show that never went off
Milking it for so long and it never went off
Don’t know why, maybe it’s cause I never went pop
Helped out the game, man did that a lot
Bring us down to festivals, did that a lot
Man can chat shit about me doing dubstep
Told grime police man never bread cops
So I still spray on dubstep now, and what?
Wait, cut the beat out, let me talk to these lot
Let’s talk P, I’m on about me
First grime act packing at Wireless? Me
Spraying on “Eskimo” at Wireless? Me
Five years straight and still tireless? Me
When everybody got a deal and did what they feel
Who was here releasing grime CDs? Me and Jme
Grime tracks on every single EP? Me
Young MC that was duppying pirate? Me
Big MC still duppying pirate? Me
Doing shows worldwide, play a man’s vocal
Showing their country that it’s not just me
Who was doing that at the time? No one, me
There was more but I can’t fit it in a sixteen
Man just better respect me

[Pre-Hook: P Money]
I’ve been killing shows with no deal
I always keep it down to earth, I’m so real
I’m ready, I’m itching to go, can’t sit still
They’re so fake, they don’t even know how it feels when you’re

[Hook: P Money]
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, they don’t even know
How it feels when you’re
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it

P Money – Keepin’ It Real Lyrics

[Verse 1: P Money]
I just wanna make music
Hit the studio, create music
My fans purchase, download and play music
Seek melody, metaphor and rave music
That chill on the sofa and play music
Don’t want a beat, just wanna play music
Who am I kidding? I’ll beat when I play music and
If her boyfriend is talking smack
I’ve got that lead your girlfriend away music
I’ve got that wild, you’ve got that tame music
I’ve got that real, you’ve got that lame music
I’ve got that cosign, labels wanna sign the work of art
Belong in the Tate music
Grime, rap, UK bass music
That real easy to embrace music, and
Any MC that is thinking they’re rough
I’ve got that punch a man in their face music
That serve you [?] ace music
Black, white, don’t watch race music
Still here, kept my faith music
Ten years, never made no fake music
Man have been making that great music
You need to make that stay in your lane music
Cuh 2016, I’ll be touring Australia
Second time round like

[Pre-Hook: P Money]
I’ve been killing shows with no deal
I always keep it down to earth, I’m so real
I’m ready, I’m itching to go, can’t sit still
They’re so fake, they don’t even know how it feels when you’re

[Hook: P Money]
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, they don’t even know
How it feels when you’re
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it

[Verse 2: Stormzy]
If you’re gonna send then send for the top
Look, trust me, I get it (calm)
I’ll take that shot and I’ll take that shot
Yeah, I’m photogenic (calm)
But when I spray back and I ended careers
Don’t tell me to dead it (‘llow it)
Bare of these MCs hate me
But they still see me and beg it (pussies)
And I still came back with the game on my lap
Like “nobody move” (no one)
Tryna take care of my Gs
Ain’t tryna see nobody lose
But man try come for my team, I’ll dun him off
My man thought he’s a G, stop running off
I’ve got a crown and you’ve got a crown
But rudeboy, this crown here ain’t coming off (‘llow it)

[Pre-Hook: P Money]
I’ve been killing shows with no deal
I always keep it down to earth, I’m so real
I’m ready, I’m itching to go, can’t sit still
They’re so fake, they don’t even know how it feels when you’re

[Hook: P Money]
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, they don’t even know
How it feels when you’re
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it

[Verse 3: P Money]
Yo, I was one of the youngers that you couldn’t send shop
Yeah, I was a mummy’s boy, but never soft
I boxed man that thought they couldn’t get boxed
Topped MCs that thought they couldn’t be topped
When I flow on the riddim, I never get lost
When you flow on the riddim, you’re told “get lost”
Labels wanna know how I keep going hard
Thought I took a pill cuh my ting never went flop
Complete control, I could never get dropped
There was never a show that never went off
Milking it for so long and it never went off
Don’t know why, maybe it’s cause I never went pop
Helped out the game, man did that a lot
Bring us down to festivals, did that a lot
Man can chat shit about me doing dubstep
Told grime police man never bread cops
So I still spray on dubstep now, and what?
Wait, cut the beat out, let me talk to these lot
Let’s talk P, I’m on about me
First grime act packing at Wireless? Me
Spraying on “Eskimo” at Wireless? Me
Five years straight and still tireless? Me
When everybody got a deal and did what they feel
Who was here releasing grime CDs? Me and Jme
Grime tracks on every single EP? Me
Young MC that was duppying pirate? Me
Big MC still duppying pirate? Me
Doing shows worldwide, play a man’s vocal
Showing their country that it’s not just me
Who was doing that at the time? No one, me
There was more but I can’t fit it in a sixteen
Man just better respect me

[Pre-Hook: P Money]
I’ve been killing shows with no deal
I always keep it down to earth, I’m so real
I’m ready, I’m itching to go, can’t sit still
They’re so fake, they don’t even know how it feels when you’re

[Hook: P Money]
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, they don’t even know
How it feels when you’re
Trill, keeping it real
Trill, keeping it

Smoke Dawg & Skepta – Overseas

[Intro: Smoke Dawg]
You know I’m fuckin’ tired of all these pussies
I’m a gang nigga
Breezy
M-M-Murda

[Hook: Skepta (SmokeDawg)]
Nigga where’s my money, where’s my piece?
You know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
I’m overseas (out in London) overseas (in the six)
Yeah, you know I’m flying overseas (yeah)
They see the diamonds and they freeze (bling)
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
I’m overseas

[Verse 1: SmokeDawg]
I took over the city, I got UK fuckin’ with me (gang)
Somethin’ in the back for all these niggas tryna kill me
Nothin’ but the door for all these bitches tryna diss me
Left her in the rain, I treat that bitch like she was missy (fuck her)
I need a piece, told ’em I need a piece, I need a piece
Flyin’ overseas you know I brought the team (I brought the gang)
Told Skepta line the peng tings all on their knees
Ten shots then we leave, you know we gotta [?]
I don’t ever slip, my nigga keeps it on his hip
I’m not hard to find, I did a show up on the strip
Different moves, I be makin’ different flips (different flips)
On a mission, I got niggas trippin’ bricks

[Hook: Skepta (SmokeDawg)]
Nigga where’s my money, where’s my piece?
You know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
I’m overseas (out in London) overseas (in the six)
Yeah, you know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave
I’m overseas

[Verse 2: Skepta]
Hush, hush, you don’t wanna get touched
These kids ain’t askin’ much, I said hundred pounds
He said come then, now, gun them down
Back of the whip, that’s where your son gets found
Them man are overseas, niggas know it’s me
Man don’t care if you got shooters, pussy, so have we
Man, I’ve got myself, fuck the lottery
Had my life planned out first time I played Monopoly
Yeah, it was either music or the cocaine (cocaine)
Chose my way, now I’m in my own lane (own lane)
Jump online, search my own name
And I got the pengest tings on my soul train (sexy)

[Hook: Skepta (SmokeDawg)]
Nigga where’s my money, where’s my piece?
You know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
I’m overseas (out in London) overseas (in the six)
Yeah, you know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave
I’m overseas

[Outro: SmokeDawg]
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck

Chris Brown – Section One Hundred Billion

[Verse 1: HoodyBaby]
I don’t know how to do this shit
I wake up and just do this shit
HoodyBaby, I’m too legit
I’m the Boss, I made Hugo quit
I pull up in a 2 door whip
Make you go sick
Flip a brick, kick a brick
That judo shit
My niggas is serious
You niggas delirious
No stoppin’ us, period
I live at the dealership
Angry, a nigga rich
We want the bigger fish
Choppin’ ’til I chop with the mafia
Ask in my section, we popular
Popavich, we poppin’ shots

[Verse 2: Inch]
Pull up with the OHB, I mean war
I mean war, big russ war
Big russ wanna lick down your car
See me with the gang, better know that squad
[Verse 3: Young Lo]
If these niggas talkin’ reckless, see ’em on my necklace
100 round drum, niggas gon’ respect us
Mob ties, yeah I’m heavy with these accents
Hit the UK, I’m mobbin’ with the Section
Out here ballin’ since a adolescent
I was 15 when I start finessin’
Told a teacher fuck her math lesson
I was juggin’ through the whole class session

[Verse 4: Swift]
Trap money, I’m a trapper
My young boy was a Rihanna
Flash a blockia like a camera
Slap slap, that’s the hammer
Count grand to my nana’s
Sucky sucky, from [?]

[Verse 5: Section Boyz]
I ain’t endin’ a passer
Pass up if I catch a brack, you go back up
Get me down, I get back up
Yo mi casa es su casa

[Verse 6: Sleeks]
6 man in the van, that’s gang in the pan
That’s maceroni and pasta
Bring a nigga from a [?]
Girl climb on, know you want a ladder

[Verse 7: Littlez]
And keep climbin’
Cause she a bad bitch with her manner
I know a mad man with a dagger
That says, “Fuck feds and they camera”
Trappin’, pick up a brick
Rip it in bits, gone
I’m really livin’ this shit
Pick up a stick
You could see smoke like a bong

[Verse 8: Section Boyz]
Peng peng, wanna get groovy
Man I turn your girl to a groupie
Go ratchet tings too bougie
With a big booty and boobies
See the big tour man move bookies
Old school, mad bros, no new Gs
Roll with a clip like the movies
Man I kick man down like Bruce Lee

[Verse 9]
I got all these bitches, they [?]
They ain’t want me then but they want me now
Got that killer swag, watch ’em mime my style
I done stacked up a milli from petty crime
Got some new shoes off some new shit
This flow is like water need crew ships
My life is a movie, take your flick
It’s a foreign bitch cause

[Verse 10: Famous Fresh]
They know I’m flexin’
OHB and Section
.40 for protection
Hood stay connected
Blue bitches, we the 100 gang
Couple JLos, I’m a money train
Nigga been fresh, feds watchin;
Diamonds dancin’ like a Jabbawockee
Your bitch ride me like a Kawasaki
It’s Fresh, Hoody, it’s [?]

Kano – Dun Know The Myspace Lyrics

It’s K-A, check, check, check it out

[Verse 1]
Listen, yeah, yeah, you dun know the Myspace
I’m a vet MC niggas can’t violate
I’m two albums deep already
And how ever many singles under my name
Yeah, yeah, you dun know the my K
Fire for no reason, I’m nice
Can’t stop me like a Hummer in drive
Gone like I’m roadrunner in spikes
Yeah, yeah put me in the right lane
I’ll still breeze on a beat with a bang
I might perform my beats with a band
There ain’t no MC deeper than man
Hot like the bottom of the pan
And I’m still totalling on like twang

[Hook]

Man, look at my Myspace, my fanbase is swollen like clams
With old school fans and new school fans
I got UK fans and Europe fans
I got older fans and younger fans
And you dun know I’m repping for my Myspace fam

[Verse 2]

Yeah, yeah you dun know the vibe ain’t right in a rave on stage if I ain’t
On it with DJ Medonit, excitement levels we go beyond it
Enrol my shows like college, I show you how to do this son
Come like dumb, leave like a boffin
Cause I’m a teacher like KRS-One, one

Haha, I’m just having fun
Know why? Cause I’m MC number 1
Mc number 1
Yeah I know I didn’t finish that verse but I don’t give a shit
I wrote that shit whilst Mikey was beefing on the phone with his chick
HAHA! It’s K-A, It’s K-A

Smoke Dawg – Overseas (feat. Skepta) letras

[Intro: Smoke Dawg]
You know I’m fuckin’ tired of all these pussies
I’m a gang nigga
Breezy
M-M-Murda
[Hook: Skepta (SmokeDawg)]
Nigga where’s my money, where’s my piece?
You know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
I’m overseas (out in London) overseas (in the six)
Yeah, you know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave
I’m overseas

[Verse 1: SmokeDawg]
I took over the city, I got UK fuckin’ with me (gang)
Somethin’ in the back for all these niggas tryna kill me
Nothin’ but the door for all these bitches tryna diss me
Left her in the rain, I treat that bitch like she was missy (fuck her)
I need a piece, told ’em I need a piece, I need a piece
Flyin’ overseas you know I brought the team (I brought the gang)
Told Skepta line the peng tings all on their knees
Ten shots then we leave, you know we gotta [?]
I don’t ever slip, my nigga keeps it on his hip
I’m not hard to find I did a show up on this trip
Different moves, I be makin’ different flips (different flips)
On a mission, I got nigga’s flipin’ bricks

[Hook: Skepta (SmokeDawg)]
Nigga where’s my money, where’s my piece?
You know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
I’m overseas (out in London) overseas (in the six)
Yeah, you know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave
I’m overseas

[Verse 2: Skepta]
Hush, hush, you don’t wanna get touched
These kids ain’t askin’ much, I say hundred pound
He said come there now, gun them down
Back of the whip, that’s where your son gets found
Them man are overseas, nigga’s know it’s me
Man don’t care if you got shooters, pussy, so have we
Man I brought myself, fuck the lottery
Had my life planned out the first time I played Monopoly
Yeah, it was either music or the cocaine (cocaine)
Chose my way, now I’m in my own lane (own lane)
Jump online, search my own name
And I got the pengest tings on my soultrain (sexy)

[Hook: Skepta (SmokeDawg)]
Nigga where’s my money, where’s my piece?
You know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
I’m overseas (out in London) overseas (in the six)
Yeah, you know I’m flying overseas
They see the diamonds and they freeze
Yeah, ten gunshots and then we leave
I’m overseas

[Outro: SmokeDawg]
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck

Róże Europy – Kolor letras

Dla kogo jest dziś miłość
Nie wiadomo
Przede wszystkim dla ciebie
Może i mi przyda się nie brzmi złowrogo
Spaceruję wyboistą stroną często nie z tobą
Porywcze słowa kosztują nas zbyt drogo
Jest ich zdecydowanie za dużo
Wszędzie i obok
A przecież miłość ma jeden kolor
I chociaż

Są dni w tygodniu nie tego nam trzeba
Żyjemy przyjaźnią męską i kobiecą
Na obrzeżach piekła na krańcach nieba
Uczucia nam kochankom szczególnie się należą

Być może to co śpiewam
Jak lampa Aladyna ożywa
Ożywa taki sens
Jak wiosną zieleń drzew
Satysfakcję sprawia mi
Siódma piętnaście poniedziałek pada deszcz
Piję jogurt toczy się taki sobie dzień
Tutaj i teraz

Miłe nieporozumienia
A przecież miłość ma jeden kolor
I chociaż

Miło jest wieczorową porą zacząć
I skończyć o brzasku pierwszym
Rozmowy w towarzystwie kilku dni nieudanych
I tysiąca dwóch ukrytych w bajce
Jak szpieg pytań unikać
Kto z jasności wyszedł a kto w ciemność wkroczył
Przecież miłość ma jeden kolor
Ty wiesz o tym kiedy hardo patrzę w twoje oczy
Ty wiesz o tym że

Siódma piętnaście poniedziałek pada deszcz
Piję jogurt toczy się taki sam dzień
Wszędzie i obok nieporozumienia
A przecież miłość ma jeden kolor
Każde z nas ukrytą ma puszkę Pandory
I przychodzi taki czas
Kiedy układ gwiazd detonuje złość i gwałt
Wszystko to nic wszystko to nic
Jeden wystrzał nic nie zmieni między nami
Od poniedziałku do niedzieli wszystko będzie takie samo

Wszystko to nic wszystko to nic i chociaż