Song: 1 Train Feat. Kendrick Lamar, Joey Bada$$, Yelawolf, Danny Brown, Action Bronson, Big K.R.I.T.
Artist: A$AP Rocky
Album: LongLiveA$AP
Lyrics,
Feeling like a vigilante or a missionary
Tell my A$AP killers get they pistols ready
Send ‘em to the cemetary with obituaries
Don’t be scared, nigga, is you ready?
I’ve been thinking ‘bout all the O’s in my bank account
X the O’s in my bed is ‘round the same amount
Ever since this new star fame came about
Or ever since me and Drizzy started hangin’ out
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang
Transition to a Lamborghini from a Mustang
Drugs slang in the drug game with the hustling
(I know one thing) Anything is better than that 1 train
Bag made of Goyard, cheffin’ like I’m Boyar-
Dee, probably selling D in your local courtyard
Braids like I’m O-Dog, my la familia go hard
Down to my inlaws, they outlaws with no laws
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
We outlawed then I bogart, any pros that got ‘proached at
With a toe-tag, get broke off, in the projects with a skateboard
I roll past and I blaze y’all like, “DOO DOO!” I hate y’all
When the beef cooked, I ate y’all like, “Mmm mmm,” let’s play ball
In a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold, I rhyme cold
My K hot, your 9 cold, that bark like K9 drone
That banana clip, straight from the rip
I’ll make that shirt say RIP, I’m on some shit
If I’m not the hottest then Hell must’ve froze over
You thought it was safe then forgot what the code was
I carry traits of a traumatized soldier
Don’t look in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya
Spine right out of place, give me dap like you ‘posed ta
Darts at your posters, dark nights like this
I metamorph like I’m ‘posed ta, I might slice my wrist
Or pretend like a vulture and drop off this cliff
[Verse 3: Joey Bada$$]
Barely even conscious, talking to my conscience
Gettin’ deeper in these flows like conches
I’m on my convict, don’t drop bars, I drop prisons
Don’t sell rocks seen the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow bypassed the bias and the -isms
The violence and the killin’, so given
They seen my pigment and thought that was the ign’ance
Unfortunately I am not that type of niglet
But pass the pot let me skillet
Just got back to the block from a 6 o’clock with Jigga
And I’m thinkin’ ‘bout signin’ to the Roc
But my niggas on the block still assigned to the rocks
And I swear it hurt me soul
I try to prevail, but when I preach it only hurt their sales
Like you’re only gon’ end up either dead or in jail
But you my nigga, wish you the best for real
[Verse 4: Yelawolf]
When you mention my name amongst other white rappers
Or for that matter, any fuckin’ rapper, fuck it
Painter, skater, musician, trailer park dirt ditch diggin’
Burger flippin’, eat, sleep, shittin’ human bein’, you would be in
Trouble to body double or couple me to these others
Cause comparatively speakin’, my reach is beyond the bubble
That they put me in, my vision’s beyond the Hubble’s
I huddle with Nubians, new beginning again
You in school at 10, late, Radioactive’s goin’ gold
And so? GREAT. Do I give a flying duck
If I’m applyin’ love to my rhymin’ plus alignin’ us?
Alabama’s climbin’ up, wait, no I don’t give a
Flying duck, nothing but a buckshot, Ch, pow!
Motherfuck your life, pussy blood clot
Ain’t never been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze
And thawed out for spot date at a Coachella show, Yelawolf
[Verse 5: Danny Brown]
Weed a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties
And my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries
Antsy cause I’m high like Michael Jackson penny loafers
Moonwalkin’ on the sun, barefoot, with shades on
Bitch pussy smell like a penguin
Wouldn’t hit that shit with my worst enemy’s penis
Bitch when I say this I mean this: “Ho, I’m the meanest”
Dick so big, stretch from Earth to Venus
That molly got me nauseous, on shit, no off switch
Lawless, obnoxious, on that “suck my cock” shit
That is my synopsis, ostrich pot shit
Hoes on some God shit, stop it! You not this!
Novice, regardless, heartless and awkward
Cryin’ tears of vodka prima donna at the concert
Adonis smokin’ chronic ‘bout to vomit gin and tonic
Just bein honest, tell me, isn’t that ironic?
[Verse 6: Action Bronson]
Swiftly, I shift the Bimmer 860
A heavy smoker so you know I brought the Blake with me
The moon’s reflection off the lake hit me
You should’ve stayed with me
Now many Asian bitches lay with me
The face is silky like a tablecloth
My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse
Red roses drop on boxes very often
Confetti torture, drinking Henny like I’m Kenny Lofton
Outstandin’
I fixed the game between Georgia Southern and Grambling
You see us scrambling, selling Susan Sarandon
The cloud of smoke like the phantom
Damn this shit tastes like fantastic
You see me comin’ through in each state
Just so the lord could put the fork inside the cheesecake
Cuffed to my wrist I’ve got the briefcase
The gavel slam, I’m a free man, try not to eat ham
[Verse 7: Big K.R.I.T.]
Big KRIT, shawty
Spit like my last breath: casket rap, six deep
Eyes closed, the black is back, out come the ‘Lac with flats
After that, bottles I can’t pronounce, like, “How you ask for that?”
Why you ask for crack and all you had was scratch?
All I had was rap, when all they had was wack
All I wanted was love, all they had was dap
Fuck them haters and fuck them hoes and cherish your wins
The aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm slap a bitch
Walk the plank or break a bank, I’ve been in the business of sinkin’ ships
Chokin’ niggas out with the anchors that they anchor with
Resuscitations cost the label, I’m taxing if you want a hit
Clear, fuck your career, bitch, I was born here
Been a killer, ‘86er, nigga, that’s my born year
Get the fuck from ‘round here, that’s just my country ways
Suckin’ on your momma’s titty, bitchin’ while I was choppin’ blade
Grippin’ grain, fuckin’ hoes, candy paint like Everglades
Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that shit up with my bass
I put that on my sub, how could you ever doubt me?
Most rappers hoping the world end so they won’t have to drop another album
B.B. King saw the king in me, so why can’t you?
In order to come up close, you’ll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too
Muddy water flow, Dixie rebel past
Fuck your Louis flag, popping benji tags on your wifey’s ass
That’s out of line, but in living color?
I’m more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers, a true artist
Song: Prelude In E Minor, Op. 28, No. 4
Artist: Frédéric Chopin
Album: the Pianist (ost)
--- 1 month ago --- 11 notes --- 67 plays ---Song: Mary 3x
Artist: Wiz Khalifa
Album: O.N.I.F.C. (Deluxe Version)
Lyrics,
[Verse 1:]
Nigga like me be smoking while I’m driving
Getting higher than the Bee gees, sayin’ we both just stayin’ alive an’ (stayin’ alive an’)
Watching the time go by (time go by), climbing (climbing)
Told you I did enough hash, to make a mountain (make a mountain)
And you could sit right on your ass (right on your), doubting (doubting)
While I’m somewhere rolling up grass, going up where the clouds is (clouds is)
Some niggas say they get so high that I ain’t fuckin’ with’ em’
I say if them niggas ain’t get that high then I ain’t fuckin’ with’ em’
Doing nothing with’ em, rolling up or puffin with em’
Going on the road, doing shows or getting duckies with’ em’ (duckies with’ em’)
I been smoking in my pictures since myspace
You niggas extra-curricular, bitch I fly straight
[Bridge:]
Some niggas try that shit for nothing, but I just tell em’ to do what they do (do what they do)
So many niggas went down the wrong road, so homie you can too (you can too)
Just give me weed and my joint and I ain’t need it for nothing homie I’m straight (homie I’m straight)
The same way I came into the game, If I’m ever going I’m not going the same way
[Hook:]
All I need is Mary Mary Mary I ain’t fuckin’ with no other drug
All I need is Mary Mary Mary I ain’t fuckin’ with no other drug
All I need is Mary Mary Mary I ain’t fuckin’ with no other drug
All I need is Mary Mary Mary I ain’t fuckin’ with no other drug
[Verse 2:]
Niggas like me be smoking while I’m rappin’
And my homies smoke like I smoke so we both just make it happen (just make it happen)
Say they be smoking, they be acting
Cause you ain’t yet really smoked unless you smoked one with the captain (with the captain)
High as fuck, choked up in my cabin, got some OG from a fan and it was rolled up in a napkin (in a napkin)
So we Taylored, all my niggas smoke papers, never smokin that bullshit with them fucked up names of them flavours (flavours)
I remember puttin weed in my videos, niggas thought I was insane (insane, insane)
Now every time I turn on the video, I see the exact same thing
Cause niggas ain’t original, niggas ain’t cool
You niggas ain’t got it naw, you niggas ain’t you
That shit is a problem for a nigga who can’t lose
The homie I gotta ball, it’s something you can’t do
So suckas hate
[Bridge:]
Some niggas try that shit for nothing, but I just tell em’ to do what they do (do what they do)
So many niggas went down the wrong road, so homie you can too (you can too, too, too)
Just give me weed and my joint and I ain’t need it for nothing homie I’m straight (homie I’m straight)
The same way I came into the game, If I’m ever going I’m not going the same way
[Hook:]
All I need is Mary Mary Mary I ain’t fuckin’ with no other drug
All I need is Mary Mary Mary I ain’t fuckin’ with no other drug
All I need is Mary Mary Mary I ain’t fuckin’ with no other drug
All I need is Mary Mary Mary I ain’t fuckin’ with no other drug
Song: Peace
Artist: Paul Kelly
Album: Soundings in Film
--- 2 months ago --- 2 notes --- 19 plays ---Song: Old Man
Artist: Neil Young
Album: Harvest
Lyrics,
I’m a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I’m a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
Twenty four
and there’s so much more
Live alone in a paradise
That makes me think of two.
Love lost, such a cost,
Give me things
that don’t get lost.
Like a coin that won’t get tossed
Rolling home to you.
Old man take a look at my life
I’m a lot like you
I need someone to love me
the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
and you can tell that’s true.
Lullabies, look in your eyes,
Run around the same old town.
Doesn’t mean that much to me
To mean that much to you.
I’ve been first and last
Look at how the time goes past.
But I’m all alone at last.
Rolling home to you.
Old man take a look at my life
I’m a lot like you
I need someone to love me
the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes
and you can tell that’s true.
Old man look at my life,
I’m a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I’m a lot like you were.
Song: Dazed Confused
Artist: Led Zeppelin
Album: Led Zeppelin I
Lyrics,
Been Dazed and Confused for so long it’s not true.
Wanted a woman, never bargained for you.
Lots of people talk and few of them know,
soul of a woman was created below.
You hurt and abuse tellin’ all of your lies.
Run around sweet baby, Lord how they hypnotize.
Sweet little baby, I don’t know where you’ve been.
Gonna love you baby, here I come again.
Every day I work so hard, bringin’ home my hard earned pay
Try to love you baby, but you push me away.
Don’t know where you’re goin’, only know just where you’ve been,
Sweet little baby, I want you again.
Been dazed and confused for so long, it’s not true.
Wanted a woman, never bargained for you.
Take it easy baby, let them say what they will.
Will your tongue wag so much when I send you the bill?
Song: Blunt After Blunt
Artist: Danny Brown
Album: XXX
Lyrics,
Kush got a nigga feelin awesome ate that bitch pussy till she squirted like a dolphin
Told her bend over hit that shit doggy
Called her a cab then I told that bitch to call me.
Danny Brown bitch tell me what you need
I got some adderal n fire ass weed and they try to tell me that I get too high
That’s a lie if so bitch I woulda been died
The flow OD don’t get cochese fuck with me you fuck around and be deceased
Rest in peace wack niggas with oversize clothes
That complain about my jeans ‘cause I’m taking all their hoes
Hold up, wait a minute, your pussy ain’t a shit you had some Danny in it
I’m gone off a xanny nodding of watching menace smoking on some purple that my nigga call grimace
[Chorus:]
Bitch I ain’t finished these bars were test tube than I [?] before a chemist.
Running test is only but the test got slumped
I’m smoking blunt after blunt and I smoke
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
And I smoke
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
And I smoke.
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
And I smoke.
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
And I smoke.
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
And I smoke.
Till my brain feel ten pounds heavy
You fell off like Tom Sellac in a celica
Bitch gave me brain for the hell of it
But to her it’s heaven even if she get the smell of it
That’s why this bitch fuck with me ‘cause I eat that pussy like a female emcee Ha ya get it?
How about me and your girlfriend ya with it?
Money over everything the only thing that matter
And since I’ve been getting it these blunts been gettin fatter
Take a couple puffs now nigga woozy these white hoes I fuck with consider them whooties
We about to make a movie staring me and a cast full of groupies
And I do my own stunts
I’m smoking blunt after blunt
[Chorus:]
And I smoke
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
And I smoke
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
And I smoke.
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
And I smoke
Blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt after blunt
Stop.
Song: Introductory Fanfare For The Hooper Heroes
Artist: Sufjan Stevens
Album: The BQE
This’ll be nice if it played every time I walked into a room.
--- 2 months ago --- 2 notes --- 10 plays ---