Daddy

May 14th, 2012

(feat. Malice)

He has an apetite for sex and cash
He hangs on the corner talking trash
Or rollin’ in his freak mobile
Mercedes Benz on 20 inch wheels
Gets calls all day on his cellular phone
nasty girls they won’t leave him alone

He’s got ‘em crying ‘cuz they can’t see
Why he’s in love with a girl like me
Innocent, kinda polite
The kind of girl that says her prayers at night
He picks me up everyday from school
And all my friends they just dream and drool
Then on the way the music blasts
We hittin’ the street he lets off the gas
But just before my house appears
He pulls over, whispers in my ear

Hey lil’ momma let me in your world
I just wanna see you be a nasty girl
I said love you up and love you down
Daddy wanna make love all around the town
And scream
Come moan and moan and moan
Come moan and moan and scream
Come moan and moan and moan
And take it back girl

My mom has met – my dad refused
Yesterday he bought me some shoes
Dolce and Gabbana and a bag made of iguana
And a blazer and a chocolate tie
Get it blaze chocolate tie
So this kept on and it kept on
Like the beat don’t stop until the break of dawn

I can’t help it
I just love the boy
I just love the boy
Wait a minute

Oh, I can’t help it
I just love the boy
I just love the boy
Oh no

I got shinin’ things like diamond rings
And designer chains man the way I bling
Had teachers in school calling home
Mr and Mrs Nice, what the hell is goin on?
I snatched a letter from your daughters desk
her bad boy friend who was talking fresh
How he wants to see her later today
Face to face so he could say

Hey lil’ momma let me in your world
I just wanna see you be a nasty girl
I said love you up and love you down
Daddy wanna make love all around the town
And scream
Come moan and moan and moan
Come moan and moan and scream
Come moan and moan and moan
And take it back girl

But you gotta know that the dough comes first
Gotta know know if you stray then no
There are no words
My look, I see it in your face, Oh look
Thought I was a nice guy, huh, No look
You say you never leave me love
Well are you sure that it’s me you love?
Gotta ask ‘cuz I can’t tell
If it’s me or the B12
Hell its suspect
Would you swallow my pride
Now let’s ride

I can’t help it
I just love the boy
I just love the boy
Wait a minute

Oh, I can’t help it
I just love the boy
I just love the boy
Oh no

I can’t help it
I just love the boy
I just love the boy
Wait a minute

Oh, I can’t help it
I just love the boy
I just love the boy
Oh no

I can’t help myself
I just love the boy
I love the boy
I can’t help it

Beautiful Night

May 3rd, 2012

It has been, the most beautiful night.
The stars have shone, and the moon was bright.
I felt the universe.
I touched the stars.
With this new love, I can be happy, at last.

Good Friday

March 5th, 2012

(Kanye West)
Party people in the place to be
You are now in the midst of a real MC
Throw your hands in the air if you real as me
Oooooooooooh

(Kid Cudi)
Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

(Kanye)
Such an easy mornin’, we on a ride
And I’m feelin’ smooth as the way the Benz drive
Turn the radio down if they playin’ that bullshit
They don’t want black people to think at trial
He think he live

(Common)
He think he live, he think he cold
He think I’m high, I’m in thinker mode
Eyes low’d, I let the skies hold the thoughts
The streets are like the high road that I go across

(Kanye)
I mean, my whole team ’bout to smash the streets
The Phillip Lim remind them that it’s Fashion Week
And the weather wasn’t barely hot
Did I mention that the sweater was a Jeremy Scott?
Did I mention G.O.O.D. Music, yeah, forever we hot
Motherfucker, are you ready or not?

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

(This goes out to the hardcore hip-hop)
(Can’t stop! Yooou can’t stop!)
(This goes out to the allcore hip-hop)
(Can’t stop! Yooou can’t stop!)

(Pusha T)
As ‘Ye flips the piano
The mood swings like the change of a channel
He’s heating up like they wrapped him in flannel
Sellin’ kilos through your iPod nano
Cocaine vandal, I induct scandal
Money drive you crazy, look at Marbury’s handle
Vaseline face, reminiscent of my tires
Ice cream paint job, somethin’ like Breyers
Euro tank top, Dior inspired
Sell it to you hard, no assembly required
(Eyuck!) I’m 2012 in 2010
Which makes this a time machine, not just any Benz
Floss for the members of the gang with 28
While haters wish death ‘pon me, that’s many men
Yeah, and if you slaim you on your paper route
Stop talkin’, motherfucker, pull your paper out

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

(Big Sean)

Now tell me, do it feel good? Well, all right
Don’t worry, we gon’ be here all night
And you know a nigga rep that Westside (Westside!)
Westside, Westside!
So te-te-tell who the freshest of ‘em all?
They claimin’ that they fresh, they ain’t fresher than my balls
A nigga seen the fresh like I’m headed to the fall
MC hunting season, putting heads up on the wall
I sneak peeked ahead while we headed to the loft
Man, I always thought with the head inside my drawers
I guess that’s why in school, my grades went from As to Bs to Cs
All over double Ds, I be absent all week
This is for my niggas, all the ones I ride for
Man, that’s the fam, we let ‘em in through the side door
Hold on: That’s the girl you gave a wedding ring?
Man, me and my niggas nutted on her everything

(Charlie Wilson)

And let me hear you say ahhhh
Va-va-va-va-va-va
Va-va-va-va-va-va

Let me hear you say ahhhh
Va-va-va-va-va-va
Va-va-va-va-va-va

(Kanye)

Ay, we promised

Now put your hands up to the sky
Until the day in that we die
And we’ll be here all evenin’
G.O.O.D. Fridays, I hope you have a nice weekend

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Gold Digger

March 5th, 2012

Songwriters: Richard, Renald J.; Charles, Ray; West, Kanye Omari;

She take my money when I’m in need
Yea she’s a triflin’ friend indeed
Oh she’s a gold digger way over town
That digs on me

Now I ain’t sayin’ she a gold digger
But she ain’t messin’ wit no broke niggaz
Now I ain’t sayin’ she a gold digger
But she ain’t messin’ wit no broke niggaz

Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head

Cutie the bomb, met her at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm
She said I can tell you ROC, I can tell by ya charm
Far as girls you got a flock
I can tell by ya charm and ya arm

But I’m lookin’ for the one
Have you seen her?
My psychic told me she have a ass like Serena
Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids
An I gotta take all they bad ass to showbiz

Ok, get yo’ kids but then they got their friends
I pulled up in the Benz, they all got a pen
We all went to Den and then I had to pay
If you fuckin’ with this girl then you betta be payed
You know why?

It take too much to touch her
what I heard she got a baby by Busta
My best friend say she use to fuck wit Usher
I don’t care what none of ya’ll say I still love her

Now I ain’t sayin’ she a gold digger
But she ain’t messin’ wit no broke niggaz
Now I ain’t sayin’ she a gold digger
But she ain’t messin’ wit no broke niggaz

Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head

18 years, 18 years
She got one of yo’ kids, got you for 18 years
I know somebody payin’ child support for one of his kids
His baby momma’s car and crib is bigger than he is
You will see him on TV Any Given Sunday
Win the Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai

She was spose’ to buy ya shorty Tyco with ya money
She went to the doctor got lypo with ya money
She walkin’ around lookin’ like Micheal with ya money
Should of got that insured Geico for ya money

If you ain’t no punk holla, “We want prenup”
“We want prenup!”, yeaah
It’s something that you need to have
‘Cause when she leave yo’ ass she gone leave with half
18 years, 18 years
And on her 18th birthday, he found out it wasn’t his

Now I ain’t sayin’ she a gold digger
But she ain’t messin’ wit no broke niggaz
Now I ain’t sayin’ she a gold digger
But she ain’t messin’ wit no broke niggaz

Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head

Now I ain’t sayin’ you a gold digger, you got needs
You don’t want ya dude to smoke but he can’t buy weed
You go out to eat and he can’t pay, ya’ll can’t leave
There’s dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves

But while ya’ll washin’ watch him
He gone make it into a Benz out of that Datsun
He got that ambition baby look at his eyes
This week he moppin’ floors, next week it’s the fries

So, stick by his side
I know this dude’s ballin’ but yea that’s nice
And they gone keep callin’ and tryin’
But you stay right girl
But when you get on he leave yo’ ass for a white girl

Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head get down
Get down girl, go head
Let me hear that back


Gay Fish

March 5th, 2012

(Uh. Come on.)
Ive been so lonely, girl
Ive been so sad and down
Couldnt understand
Why haters joked around
I wanted to be free
with other creatures like me
And now I got my wish

Cuz I know that Im a gay fish

(Gay fish, yo)
Mother fuckin gay fish (Im a fish, yo)
Girl I am a gay fish (its alright, girl)
Makin love to other gay fish

All those lonely nights
At the grocery store
In the frozen fish aisle
Feeling like a whore
Cuz I wasnt being true
Even though everyone said
That I had to make a switch (gay fish)

Now I know that Im a gay fish

(Gay fish, yo)
Mother fuckin gay fish (Im a fish, yo)
Girl I am a gay fish (Now where I belong, girl)
Making love to other gay fish

I used to be scared, denying who I was
Actin straight, but then goin out to the gay fish clubs
Dancin with the marlins, makin out with all the snappers
Id take a salmon home and work that caudal fin for hours
But now Im out and Im free to love what I want
Be it yellowfin or bass or that trout in Vermont
I slap that marlin ass, make that grouper butt shake
Ill come to your house and have an orgy in your mother fucking fish tank

Mother fuckin gay fish (Im a fish, yo)
Girl I am a gay fish (Now where I belong, girl)
Making love to other gay fish

I really get around
Im a slut of the sea
When I say I got crabs
I mean it literally
I was eating dinner
And just had to go down
On that mackerel on the dish

Cus Im the gayest of the gay fish

Mother fuckin gay fish (Im a fish, yo)
Girl I am a gay fish (Now where I belong, girl)

But I got to settle down
I cant be a whore
I aint gonna just sleep
With any fish no more
Found me a lover
A brother whos a cross-dressing pike named Trish

And together we are gay fish

Mother fuckin gay fish (Im a fish, yo)
Girl I am a gay fish (Now where I belong, girl)
Making love to other gay fish

Singleton

Can’t Tell Me Nothing

March 5th, 2012

Songwriters: Jenkins, Jay; Harris, Clifford Joseph; Davis, Aldrin; West, Kanye;

La la la la
Wait ’til I get my money right

I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven
When I awoke I spent that on a necklace
I told God I’d be back in a second
Man, it’s so hard not to act reckless

To whom much is given much is tested
Get arrested guess until he get the message
I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny
And what I do? Act more stupidly

Bought more jewelry, more Louis V
My momma couldn’t get through to me
The drama, people suing me
I’m on TV talkin’ like it’s just you and me

I’m just saying how I feel, man
I ain’t one of the Cosby’s, I ain’t go to Hill, man
I guess the money should have changed him
I guess I should have forgot where I came from

La la la la
Wait ’til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can’t tell me nothing, right?

Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can’t tell me nothing
You can’t tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can’t tell me nothing

Let up the suicide doors
This is my life homey, you decide yours
I know that Jesus died for us
But I couldn’t tell you who the side was

So I parallel double park that mother*** sideways
Old folks talking ’bout back in my day
But homey this is my day, class started two hours ago
Oh, am I late?

No, I already graduated
And you can live through anything if Magic made it
They say I talk with so much emphasis
Ooh, they so sensitive

Don’t ever fix your lips like collagen
And then say something where you gonna end up apologin’
Let me know if it’s a problem man
Aight man, holla then

La la la la
Wait ’til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can’t tell me nothing, right?

Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can’t tell me nothing
You can’t tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can’t tell me nothing

Let the champagne splash
Let that man get cash
Let that man get passed
He don’t even stop to get gas

If he can move through the rumors
He can drive off of fumes ’cause
How he move in a room full of no’s?
How he stay faithful in a room full of ***?

Must be the Pharaohs, he in tune with his soul
So when he buried in a tomb full of gold
Treasure, what’s your pleasure?
Life is a, uh, dependin’ how you dress her

So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam, Eve wear Nada
I’m in between but way more fresher
With way less effort
‘Cause when you try hard is when you die hard
Y’all homies lookin’ like, why God?
When they reminisce over you, my God

La la la la
Wait ’til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can’t tell me nothing, right?

Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can’t tell me nothing
You can’t tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can’t tell me nothing

La la la la
Wait ’til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can’t tell me nothing, right?


Breathe In Breathe Out

March 5th, 2012

(feat. Ludacris)

[Hook: Ludacris]
Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E’s out
When I pull the piece out niggas like “Peace out!”

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Golly, more of that bullshit ice rap
I got to ‘pologize to Mos and Kweli (probably)
But is it cool to rap about gold
If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali? (Mali!)
First nigga with a Benz and a backpack
Ice chain, Cardi lens, and a knapsack
Always said if I rapped I’d say somethin’ significant
But now I’m rappin’ ’bout money, hoes, and rims again
And it’s still about the Benjamins
Big faced hundreds and whatever other synonyms
Strippers named Cinnamon
More chips than Pentium
What’cha gon’ buy next? Whatever new trend it is
I’m tryin’ to spend my stacks
And I’m so broke I look back like “Damn, was I on crack?”
I mean twelve platinum chains, was I on that?
What the hell was wrong with me dog?
Sing along with my y’all

[Hook: Ludacris]
Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E’s out
When I pull the piece out niggas like “Peace out!”

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Now even though I went to college and dropped out of school quick
I always had a Ph.D.: a Pretty Huge Dick
Ladies tired of gettin’ ripped off by guys like this
And givin’ head is like a whale, using the toothpick’
Well, I’m in the club for a limited time
Act now and get some action for $free.99
Later on I might charge for m?nage
Heard her man was the boss of the floss
But she still want to toss me the drawers
And it ain’t gon’ cost me because she my caddy
Cuz she grabbed my golf balls in the club
And I’m still actin’ calm than a mug
She asked “Can you drive me and the hunnies to where my Altima was?”
While we drive she tellin’ me ’bout problems with her man
Baby I fully understand
Let me help you with a plan
While he trickin’ off, don’t get no rich nigga
Give ME some head, that’ll really piss hI’m off
[inhales]

[Hook: Ludacris]
Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E’s out
When I pull a piece out niggas like “Peace out!”

[Verse 3: Kanye West]
I blow past low class niggas with no cash
In the fo’ dash six, bitch you can go ask
So when I go fast popo just laugh
Right until I run out of gas or ’til I go crash
Whatever comes first I’m prepared for the worst
Whatever comes second I’ll be there with my weapon
Pullin’ up in the Lexuses/’lexeses, one on both hand
So I guess them GSes was ambidextrous
Coulda sworn her breasteses was sendin’ me messages
“K I need a free hand mammogram
I got weed, drink, and a Handicam
All of which is legal in Amsterdam”
So say my name like Candyman
And I’ma come and fix you up like the handyman
But if you don’t need a fix, girl you gotta leave
You can’t take that all at one time ya gotta breathe

[Hook: Ludacris]
Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya deez out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E’s out
When I pull a piece out niggas like “Peace out!”

["Can you say Chi city?" scratched repeatedly]

Used To The Pain

February 26th, 2012

And so I wrote this song for you
I think I know just what you’re going through
Did you believe you’d never change
Nothing ever stays the same

I know it’s hard holding on
Even harder trying to let it go
And so you’re frozen like a stone
But you are not alone

Every step I take
I get a little less afraid
Of giving into love
Love, let it out
Believe me when I say
It gets better every day
Once you get used to the pain

What you hide inside I see
There’s a scar that’s always gonna be
There’s a past in everyone
You can’t undo, you can’t outrun

Every step I take
I get a little less afraid
Of giving into love
Love, let it out
Believe me when I say
It gets better every day
Once you get used to the pain

Every step I take
I get a little less afraid
Of giving into love
Love, let it out
Believe me when I say
It gets better every day
Once you get used to the pain

Once you get used to the pain

You’re Not My God

February 26th, 2012

It’s just a piece of paper, it says, “In God We Trust”
A little sure felt good
But a lot was not enough
And everybody loved me when I was on a roll
And I thought I had everything
When I held the gold

But you’re not my god
And you’re not my friend
You’re not the one that I will walk with in the end
You’re not the truth
You’re a temporary shot
You ruin people’s lives and you don’t give a second thought
You’re not my god

Little white lies on a mirror
Cut neatly in a roll
Medicine that kept me from lookin’ in my soul
I thought you were the answer
To all of my despair
And you almost had me six feet down
But I’m still breathin’ air

‘Cause you’re not my god
And you’re not my friend
You’re not the one that I will walk with in the end
You’re not the truth
You’re a temporary shot
You ruin people’s lives and you don’t give a second thought
You’re not my god

the cradle to the grave
Temptations all around
But no matter how good the fix
It’s gonna take you down
Now some call it a weakness
Some call it a sin
But it’s all the same behind each game
I see your evil grin

But you’re not my god
And you’re not my friend
You’re not the one that I will walk with in the end
You’re not the truth
You’re a temporary shot
You ruin people’s lives and you don’t give a second thought

Whoa, you’re not my god
And you’re not my friend
You’re not the one that I will walk with in the end
You’re not the truth
You’re a temporary shot
You ruin people’s lives and you don’t give a second thought
You’re not my god

You’re not my god
Oh oh oh you’re not my god
You’re not my god
Mmmmm not my god
Not my god
You’re not, you’re not, you’re not my god
No you’re not

Your Everything

February 26th, 2012

Songwriters: Regan, Robert; Lindsey, Chris;

The first time I looked in your eyes, I knew
That I would do anything for you
The first time you touched my face, I felt
What I’ve never felt with anyone else

I want to give back what you’ve givin’ to me
I wanna witness all of your dreams
Now that you’ve shown me who I really am
I wanna be more then just your man

I wanna be the wind that fills your sails
And be the hand that lifts your veil
And be the moon that moves your tide
The sun coming up in your eyes

Be the wheels that never rust
And be the spark that lights you up
All that you’ve been dreaming of
And more, so much more
I wanna be your everything

When you wake up, I’ll be the first thing you see
And when it gets dark you can reach out for me
I’ll cherish your words and I’ll finish your thoughts
And I’ll be your compass baby, when you get lost

I wanna be the wind that fills your sails
And be the hand that lifts your veil
And be the moon that moves your tide
The sun coming up in your eyes

Be the wheels that never rust
And be the spark that lights you up
All that you’ve been dreaming of
And more, so much more
I wanna be your everything

I’ll be the wheels that never rust
Be the spark that lights you up
All that you’ve been dreaming of
And more, so much more

I wanna be your everything
I wanna be your everything
I wanna be your everything


You’re Not Alone Tonight

February 26th, 2012

We all drink to forget
Some of us more than most
When reality gets too real
And the fires of hell to close
But I’m here to let you know that
That you can make it through
If you believe that someone is watchin’ over you

And call it an angel
Call it a muse
And call it karma that you’ve got comin’ to you
What’s the difference
What’s in name
What matters most is never ever losin’ faith
‘Cause it’s gonna be alright
You’re not alone tonight

We all have our days
When nothing goes as planned
Not a soul in the world
Seems to understand
And for someone to talk to
You’d give anything
Well go on and cry out loud
‘Cause someone’s listenin’

Yeah, and call it an angel
Call it a muse
And call it karma that you’ve got comin’ to you
What’s the difference
What’s in name
What matters most is never ever losin’ faith
‘Cause it’s gonna be alright
You’re not alone tonight

Keep your faith alive
You’re not the only one

Yeah, and call it an angel
Call it a muse
Call it karma that you’ve got comin’ to you
What’s the difference
What’s in name
What matters most is never ever losin’ faith
Yeah, you’re gonna be alright
You’re not alone tonight

Oh you can cry if you want to, go on

You’ll Think Of Me

February 26th, 2012

Songwriters: Brown, Darrell A; Lacy, Tyrone Kelly; Matkosky, Dennis;

I woke up early this morning around 4 a.m.
With the moon shining bright as headlights on the interstate
I pulled the covers over my head and tried to catch some sleep
But thoughts of us kept keeping me awake

Ever since you found yourself in someone else’s arms
I’ve been tryin’ my best to get along
But that’s okay
There’s nothing left to say, but

Take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories, I don’t need ‘em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you’ll think of me

And take your cat and leave my sweater
‘Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I’ll feel a whole lot better
But you’ll think of me, you’ll think of me

I went out driving trying to clear my head
I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left
I guess I’m feeling just a little tired of this
And all the baggage that seems to still exist

It seems the only blessing I have left to my name
Is not knowing what we could have been
What we should have been
So

Take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories, I don’t need ‘em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you’ll think of me

And take your cat and leave my sweater
‘Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I’ll feel a whole lot better
But you’ll think of me

Someday I’m gonna run across your mind
But don’t worry, I’ll be fine
I’m gonna be alright

While you’re sleeping with your pride
Wishing I could hold you tight
I’ll be over you
And on with my life

So take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories, I don’t need ‘em
And take your cat and leave my sweater
‘Cause we have nothing left to weather

In fact I’ll feel a whole lot better
But you’ll think of me

So take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories, I don’t need ‘em
Take your space and all your reasons
But you’ll think of me

And take your cat and leave my sweater
‘Cause we got nothing left to weather
In fact I’ll feel a whole lot better
But you’ll think of me, you’ll think of me, yeah

And you’re gonna think of me, mmm yeah
Ooo someday baby, someday
Ooo, mmm, mmm, oh
Think of me, mmm
Baby darlin’


Everybody

February 26th, 2012

So here you are now, nowhere to turn
It’s just the same old yesterday
And you made a promise to yourself
That you were never gonna be this way
And the only thing that you’ve ever known is to run
So you keep on driving faster into the sun

Cause everybody needs somebody sometimes
Yeah, everybody needs somebody sometimes

Don’t have to find your own way out
You gotta voice, let it be heard
Just when it feels you’re on a dead end road
There’s always somewhere left to turn

So don’t give up now
You’re so close to a brand new day
Yes, you are and if you just can bear to be alone
I’ll stay

Cause everybody needs somebody sometimes
Yeah, everybody needs somebody sometimes

Well, maybe I been too caught up to see
What you’ve been going through and all that I can say is

Oooo, yeah

And everybody needs somebody sometimes
Yeah, everybody needs somebody sometimes
Everybody needs somebody sometimes
A little left to save
Everybody needs somebody sometimes
Gotta have someone beside you
Gotta have someone beside you
Yes, ya do, yes, ya do
Everybody, everybody needs somebody sometimes

Days Go By

February 26th, 2012

Songwriters: Powell, Richard Monty; Urban, Keith;

I’m changing lanes, I’m talking on the phone
I’m drivin’ way to fast and the interstates jammed with
Gunners like me afraid of coming in last
But somewhere in the race we run
We’re coming undone

Days go by
I can feel ‘em flying
Like a hand out the window in the wind the cars go by
It’s all we’ve been given
So you better start livin’ right now
‘Cause days go by

Out on the roof just the other night
I watched the world flash by
Headlights, taillights running through a river of neon signs
But somewhere in the rush I felt
We’re losing ourselves

And days go by
I can feel ‘em flying
Like a hand out the window in the wind the cars go by
It’s all we’ve been given
So you better start livin’ right now
‘Cause days go by
Yeah, these days go by

We think about tomorrow then it slips away
Oh, yes it does
We talk about forever but we’ve only got today

And the days go by
I can feel ‘em flying
Like a hand out the window
When the cars go by

It’s all we’ve been given
So you better start livin’
You better start livin’
Better start livin’ right now

‘Cause days go by
I can feel like ‘em flying
Like a hand out the window in the wind the cars go by
It’s all we’ve been given
So you better start livin’ right now
‘Cause days go by
Yeah, these days go by

So take ‘em by the hand
They’re yours and mine
Take ‘em by the hand
And live your life
Take ‘em by the hand
Don’t let ‘em all fly by

Come on, come on now
Don’t you know the days go by?


Last Call

February 15th, 2012

[Intro: Jay-Z (Kanye)]
[laughing]
Yo fuck you, Kanye, first and foremost
For making me do this shit. Muh’fucker
Had to throw everybody out the motherfucking room
‘Cause they don’t fucking..

(I’d like to propose a toast)
(I said toast motherfucker)

[Chorus: Kanye]
And I am (here’s to the roc)
And they ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I tell them (here’s to Rocafella)
Raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky (here’s to the roc)
This is the last call for alcohol, for the… (here’s to Rocafella)
So get your ass up off the wall

[Verse 1]
The all around the world Digital Underground, Pac
The Rudloph the red nosed reindeer of the Roc
I take my chain, my 15 seconds of fame
And come back next year with the whole fucking game
Ain’t nobody expect Kanye to end up on top
They expected that College Dropout to drop and then flop
Then maybe he stop savin’ all the good beats for himself
Rocafella’s only niggaz that help
My money was thinner than Sean Paul’s goatee hair
Now Jean Paul Gaultier cologne fill the air, here
They say he bourgie, he big-headed
Won’t you please stop talking about how my dick head is
Flow infectious, give me 10 seconds
I’ll have a buzz bigger than insects in Texas
It’s funny how wasn’t nobody interested
‘Til the night I almost killed myself in Lexus

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Now was Kanye the most overlooked? Yes sir
Now is Kanye the most overbooked? Yes sir
Though the fans want the feeling of A Tribe Called Quest
But all they got left is this guy called West
Better take Freeway, throw him on tracks with Mos Def
Call him Kwa-lI or Kwe-li, I put him on songs with Jay-Z
I’m the Gap like Banana Republic and Old Navy, and oooh
It come out sweeter than old Sadie
Nice as Bun-B when I met him at the Source awards
Girl he had with him – ass coulda won the horse awards
And I was almost famous, now everybody loves Kanye
I’m almost Raymond’
Some say he arrogant. Can y’all blame him?
It was straight embarrassing how y’all played him
Last year shoppin my demo, I was tryin’ to shine
Every motherfucker told me that I couldn’t rhyme
Now I could let these dream killers kill my self-esteem
Or use my arrogance as the steam to power my dreams
I use it as my gas, so they say that I’m gassed
But without it I’d be last, so I ought to laugh
So I don’t listen to the suits behind the desk no more
You niggaz wear suits ’cause you can’t dress no more
You can’t say shit to Kanye West no more
I rocked 20,000 people, I was just on tour, nigga
I’m Kan, the Louis Vuitton Don
Bought my mom a purse, now she Louis Vuitton Mom
I ain’t play the hand I was dealt, I changed my cards
I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars
I went to the malls and I balled too hard
‘Oh my god, is that a Black Card?’
I turned around and replied, why yes but I prefer the term
African American Express
Brains, power, and muscle, like Dame, Puffy, and Russell
Your boy back on his hustle, you know what I’ve been up to
Killin y’all niggaz on that lyrical shit
Mayonnaise colored Benz, I push Miracle Whips

[Chorus]
“… last call for alcohol, for my niggaz”

[Outro]
So this A&R over at Rocafella, named Hiphop
picked the Truth beat for Beanie. And I was in the session with him
I had my demo with me. You know, like I always do
I play the songs, he’s like “Who that spittin?”
I’m like “It’s me.” He’s like “Oh, well okay.”
Uhh, he started talkin to me on the phone
going back and forth, just askin me to send him beats
And I’m thinking he’s trying to get into managing producers
cause he had this other kid named Just Blaze he was messin with
And um, he was friends with my mentor, No ID
And No ID told him, “look man, you wanna mess with Kanye
you need to tell him that you like the way he rap”
[No ID:] “Yo, you wanna sign him, tell him you like how he rap”
I was all, I dunno if he was gassin’ me or not
but he’s like he wanna manage me as a rapper AND a producer
[Hiphop:] “I’ll sign you as a producer and a rapper”,
I’m like oh shit
I was messin with, uh, D-Dot also
People were like this, started talking about the Ghost production
But that’s how I got in the game. If it wasn’t for that, I wouldn’t be here
So you know. After they picked that Truth beat
I was figuring I was gonna do some more work
But shit just went poppin off like that. I was stayin in Chicago
I had my own apartment. I be doin’ like, just beats for local acts
just to try to keep the lights on, and then to go out and buy
get a Pelle Pelle off lay-away, get some Jordans or something
or get a TechnoMarine, that’s what we wore back then
I made this one beat where I sped up this Hal Melville sample
I played it for Hip over the phone, he’s like “oh, yo that shit is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin, called The Dynasty.”
And at that time, like the drums really weren’t soundin’ right to me
so I went and um, I was listening to Dre Chronic 2001 at that time
and really I just, like picked the drums off Xxplosive and put it like
with it sped up, sampled, and now it’s kind of like my whole style
when it started, when he rapped on ‘This Can’t be Life.’
And that was like, really the first beat of that kind that was on the Dynasty album
I could say that was the, the resurgence of this whole sound
You know, I got to come in and track the beat, and at the time
I was still with my other management. I really wanted to roll with
Hiphop. ‘Cause I, I just needed some fresh air, you know what I’m
sayin, ’cause I been there for a while, I appreciated what they did
for me, but, you know there’s a time in every man’s life where he
gotta make a change, try to move up to the next level. And that day I
came and I tracked the beat and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said, “oh
you a real soulful dude” [Jay-Z: "you a real soulful dude"]. And he
uh, played the song ’cause he already spit his verse by the time I got
to the studio, you know how he do it, one take. And he said
[Jay-Z:] “check this out, tell me what you think of this, right here”
“tell me what you think of this.” And I heard it, and I was thinking
like, man, I really wanted more like of the simple type Jay-Z, I ain’t
want like the, the more introspective, complicated rhy- or the, in my
personal opinion. So he asked me, “what you think of it?”
[Jay-Z:] “so what you thinkin?”
And I was like, “man that shit tite,”
you know what I’m sayin’, man what I’ma tell him? I was on the train
man, you know. So after that I went back home. And man I’m, I’m just
in Chicago, I’m trying to do my thing. You know, I got groups. I got
acts I’m trying to get on, and like there wasn’t nothin really like
poppin’ off the way it should have been. One of my homeys that was one
of my artists, he got signed. But it was supposed to really go through
my production company, but he ended up going straight with the
company. So, like I’m just straight holdin’ the phone, gettin’ the bad
news that dude was tryin’ to leave my company. And I got evicted at
the same time. So I went down and tracked the beats from him, I took
that money, came back, packed all my shit up in a U-Haul, maybe about
ten days before I had to actually get out. So I ain’t have to deal
with the landlord ’cause he’s a jerk. Me and my mother drove to
[Mother:] “Come on, let’s just go”
Newark, New Jersey. I hadn’t even seen my apartment.
I remember I pulled up
[Mother:] “Kanye, baby, we’re here”,
I unpacked all my shit. You know, we went to Ikea, I bought a
bed, I put the bed together myself. I loaded up all my equipment, and
the first beat I made was, uh, ‘Heart of the City.’
And Beans was still working on his album at that time, so I came up
there to Baseline, it was Beans’ birthday, matter of fact, and I
played like seven beats. And, you know I could see he’s in the zone
he already had the beats that he wanted, I did nothing like already at
that time. But then Jay walked in. I remember he had a GuccI bucket
hat on. I remember it like, like it was yesterday. And Hiphop said
“yo play that one beat for him.” And I played ‘Heart of the City.’ And
really I made ‘Heart of the City,’ I really wanted to give that beat to DMX.
[Hiphop:] “No I think Jay gon’ like this one right here”.
And I played another beat, and I played another beat. And I remember that
GuccI bucket, he took it and like put it over his face and made one of
them faces like ‘OOOOOOOOOOH.’ Two days later I’m in Baseline and I seen
Dame. Dame didn’t know who I was and I was like “yo what’s up I’m Kanye.”
[Dame:] “Yo, you that kid, Kanye?”
“You that kid that gave all them beats to Jay?
Yo, this nigga got classics”
[Dame:] “Jay got classics, G.”
You know I ain’t talkin shit.
I’m like “oh shit.” And all this time I’m starstruck, man. I’m
still thinking ’bout, you know I’m picturing these niggaz on the show
The Streets is Watching, I’m lookin, these were superstars in my
eyes. And they still are, you know. So, Jay came in and he spit all
these songs like in one day, and in two days… I gotta bring up one
thing, you know, come back to the story, the day I did the ‘Can’t be
Life’ beat on track, I remember Lenny S, he had some Louis Vuitton
sneakers on, he think he fly. And Hiphop was there, I think Tata, John
Minnelli, a bunch of people. I didn’t know all these people at the
time they was in the room, and I said, “yo Jay I could rap.” And I
spit this rap that said, uh “I’m killin y’all niggaz on that lyrical
shit. Mayonnaise colored Benz, I push miracle whips.” And I saw his
eyes light up when I said that line. But you know the West, the rap
was like real wack and shit, so that’s all the response.
He said “man that was tite.”
[Jay-Z:] “That, that was cool. That was hot.”
That was it. You know, I ain’t get no deal then, hehe.
Okay, fast forward.
So, Blueprint, H to the Izzo, my first hit single. And I just
took that proudly, built relationships with people. My relationship
with KwelI I think was one of the best ones to ever happen to my
career as a rapper. Because, you know, of course later he allowed me
to go on tour with him. Man, I appre– I love him for that. And at
this time, you know I didn’t have a deal, I had songs, and I had
relationships with all these A&R’s, and they wanted beats from me, so
they’d call me up, I’d play them some beats. “Gimme a beat that sound
like Jay-Z.” You know, they dick riders. Whatever. So I’ll play them
these post-Blueprint beats or whatever and then I’ll play my shit. I’ll
be like, “yo but I rap too.” Hey, I guess they was lookin’ at me crazy
’cause you know, ’cause I ain’t have a jersey on or whatever
Everybody out there listen here. I played them ‘Jesus Walks’ and they
didn’t sign me. You know what happened, it was some A&R’s that fucked
with me though, but then like the heads, it’d be somebody at the
company that’ll say “naw.” Like, Dave LottI fucked with me, my
nigga Mel brought me to a bunch of labels. Jessica Rivera, man
[Jessica:] “Man, you niggaz is stupid if y’all don’t sign Kanye, for real.”
I’m not gonna say nothin to mess my promotion up
“Y’all niggaz is stupid”. Let’s just say I didn’t get my deal.
The nigga that was behind me, I mean,
he wasn’t even a nigga, you know?
The person who actually kicked everything off was Joe 3H from Capitol
Records. He wanted to sign me really bad.
[Joe:] “We gonna change the game, buddy.”
Dame was like, “yo you got a deal with Capitol,
okay man, just make sure it’s not wack.”
[Dame:] “you gotta make sure it’s not wack.”
Then one day I just went ahead and played it, I wanted to
play some songs, ’cause you know Cam was in the room, Young Guru, and
Dame was in the room. So I played… actually it’s a song that you’ll
never hear, but maybe I might use it. So, it’s called ‘Wow.’
“I go to Jacob with 25 thou, you go with 25 hundred, wow
I got eleven plaques on my walls right now
You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow.”
Like the chorus went. Don’t bite that chorus, I might still use it. So
I play that song for him, and he’s like “oh shit”
[Dame:] “Oh shit it’s not even wack.”
“I ain’t gonna front, it’s kinda hot.”
[Dame:] “it’s actually kinda hot.”
Like they still weren’t looking at me
like a rapper. And I’m sure Dame figured, ‘like man. If he do a whole
album, if his raps is wack at least we can throw Cam on every song and
save the album, you know. So uh Dame took me into the office, and he’s
like “yo man, we, we on a brick, we on a brick”
[Dame:] “you don’t wanna catch a brick”
You gotta be under an umbrella, you’ll get rained on.
I told Hiphop and Hiphop was all, “oh, word?” Actually, even with
that I was still about to take the deal with Capitol ’cause it was
already on the table and ’cause of my relationship with 3H. That, you
know, ’cause I told him I was gonna do it, and I’m a man of my word, I
was gonna roll with what I said I was gonna do. Then, you know, I’m
not gonna name no names, but people told me, “oh he’s just a producer
rapper” and told 3H that told the heads of the Capitol, and right–
the day I’m talking about, I planned out everything I was gonna do
man, I had picked out clothes, I already started booking studio
sessions, I started arranging my album, thinking of marketing schemes
man I was ready to go. And they had Mel call me, they said
“yo… Capitol pulled on the deal”
[Mel:] “Yo, Capitol pulled out on the deal.”
And, you know I told them that Rocafella was interested
and I don’t know if they thought that was just something I was saying
to gas them up to try to push the price up or whatever. I went up… I
called G, I said, “man, you think we could still get that deal with Rocafella?”

Hell Of A Life

February 15th, 2012

I think I just fell in love with a porn star
Turn the camera on, she a born star
Turn the corners in a foreign car
Call the coroners do the CPR
She gave that old nigga a ulcer
Her bitter sweet taste made his gold teeth fake, uh
Make her knees shake, make a priest faint, uh
Make a nun cum, make her cremate, uh
Move downtown, cop a sweet space, uh
Livin’ life like we won the sweepstakes, what!
We headin’ to hell for heaven’s sake, Huh!
Well I’mma levitate, make the devil wait, Yeah!

[Chorus]
Have you lost your mind?
Tell me when you think we crossed the line
No more drugs for me, pussy and religion is all I need
Grab my hand and baby we’ll live a hell of a life

Never in your wildest dreams, never in your wildest dreams
In your wildest
You could hear the loudest screams, comin’ from inside the screen
You a wild bitch
Tell me what I gotta do to be that guy
Said her price go down, she ever fuck a black guy
Or do anal, or do a gangbang
It’s kinda crazy that’s all considered the same thing
Well I guess alotta niggas do gang bang
And if we run trains, we all in the same gang
Runaway slaves all on a chain gang
Bang bang bang bang bang

[Chorus]
Have you lost your mind?
Tell me when you think we crossed the line
No more drugs for me, pussy and religion is all I need
Grab my hand and baby we’ll live a hell of a life

One day I’m gon’ marry a porn star
We’ll have a big ass crib and a long yard
We’ll have a mansion and some fly maids
Nothin’ to hide, we both screwed the bride’s maid
She wanna role play, ‘til I roll over
I’mma need a whole day, at least rolled doja
What party is we goin’ to on Oscar day
‘Specially if she can’t get that dress from Oscar de
La Renta, they wouldn’t rent her they couldn’t take the shame
Snatched the dress off her back and told her, “Get away.”
How could you say they live they life wrong?
When you never fuck with the lights on

[Chorus]
Have you lost your mind?
Tell me when you think we crossed the line
No more drugs for me, pussy and religion is all I need
Grab my hand and baby we’ll live a hell of a life

[Outro]
I think I fell in love with a porn star
And got married in a bathroom
Honeymoon on the dance floor
And got divorced by the end of the night
That’s one hell of a life

Graduation Day

February 15th, 2012

What in the fuck was that Kanye
I told you to do some shit for the kids
You can give me your muthafucking graduation ticket right now
You will not walk across that stage, you won?t slide across that stage
A muthafucka can?t pull you across that stage Kanye
Who told you see, I told you to do something up lifting
I?m trynna get you out here with these white people and this how you gone do me
You know what us a nigga
And I don?t mean that in no nice way
Had little kids sing about the shit, the jokes on you
You throw your mutha hands in the air, and wave good-bye to everybody
Cause you getting the fuck out of this campus
Mutha what you gone do now

I’m no longer confused but don’t tell anybody.
I’m about to break the rules but don’t tell anybody.
I got something better than school but don’t tell anybody.
My momma would kill me but don’t anybody.
she wants me to get a good ass job just like everybody.
She ain’twalked in my shoes i’m just not everybody.

Good Morning

February 15th, 2012

Good morning [x4]

Wake up, Mr. West, Mr. West, Mr. Fresh
Mr. by-his-self-he-so-impressed
I mean, damn, did you even see the test
You got D’s mother fucker, D’s, Rosie Perez
And yes, barely pass any and every class
Looking at every ass
Cheated on every test
I guess this is my dissertation
Homie, this shit is basic
Welcome to graduation

Good morning
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning

Good morning
On this day we become legendary
Everything we dreamed of
I’m like a fly Malcolm X
Buy any jeans necessary
Detroit wear cleaned up
the streets of the league
an eigth to a key
But you graduate when you make it up outta the streets
the moments of pain
Look how far we done came
Haters saying ya changed
Now ya doing ya thing

Good morning
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning

Good morning
Look at the valedictorian scared of the future
While I hop in the Delorean
Scared-to-face-the-world complacent career student
Some people graduate, but we still stupid
They tell you read this, eat this, don’t look around
Just peep this, preach us, teach us, Jesus
Okay, look up now, they done stole your streetness
After all of that, you receive this

Good morning
Hustlers, that’s if you’re still living
Get on down
Every time that we hear them
Good morning
Hustlers, that’s if you’re still living
Get on down
Every time that we hear them
Good morning
Hustlers, that’s if you’re still living
Get on down
Every time that we hear them
Good morning
Hustlers, that’s if you’re still living
Get on down

Get on down
Get, get on down
Get on down
Get, get on down

Don’t Look Down

February 15th, 2012

[Mos Def]
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Fly like an eagle, whatever you do
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Spread your wings, aerial

[Lupe Fiasco]
Head to the sky, wings raised in
Shes about to fly and take her place in
Out there in the stars, when she leaves the ground
She’ll see a broken heart, if she turns around
But aint no going back, this is how it must be
He told her, she’ll be burned alive
She just told him trust me
If funerals are beautiful, this ugly
Knowing she told her you’ll leave me if you loved me
And he knows that, because he knows her
Hard to hide his feeling’s as it engulfs her
Now she’s a bright blaze, light rays
A shooting out Phoenix on fire buring up the night scape
So lets hear it for our heroine, applaud as our spirits fly into the never end
One closed chapter, it opens up another part
So this is more like, the end, question mark (question mark, question mark)

[Mos Def]
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Fly like an eagle, whatever you do
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Spread your wings, aerial

[Kanye West]
Don’t let me hold you back
I only hold you back
We on a dead-end street, this block has got a cul-de-sac
So fly baby, my baby, so high, sometimes its so hard to say bye
We made it from the alley straight up to ballet
We pulled up to the valet, we’ll teach our daughter ballet
We’ll raise us a Beyonce, maybe she’ll be a Halle
You woulda been the best mom
I would have been the best ‘Ye
You see it all in my veins, like varicose
I know thats very gross but we getting very close
To our end, though I killed most with a pen
Soon as this flow end, I’ma let Mos begin

[Mos Def]
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Fly like an eagle, whatever you do
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Spread your wings, aerial

Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Fly like an eagle, whatever you do
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Spread your wings, aerial

How could you do it
How could you do it

[Big Sean]
Okay now baby here we go, we go
No baby, me go
You got my heart
Baby this what it be for
I give it all as far as my feet go
What do you mean, me go
Why can’t it be, we go
What happens when people turn to tears
Dreams turn to memories
And weeks turn to years
Huh? standing in the same spot for a couple of weeks
Give me my feelings back, wish it came with a couple reciepts
Man, our vacation was coming next week
Girl I swear you was a trip, lets make it a couples retreat (do it)
How cud my girl do this to me
Woke up sayin no, the World did this to me
Now I’m testing one two
Reportin live from the rubble
Drinking all I can so I can turn to fire when I hug you
One, two, three, four, five models on the double
Give me head all at once look like they line in a huddle
But its not even half the feeling as hearing you shine
She know I love ya, shedding tears everyday
And I’m tired of lying in these puddles
I ask “Y” sometimes like a f-cking vowel
But hitting tree’s everyday like a f-cking owl
Trying to get high enough to cut the clouds
Caught the Phoenix Sun to Nash it out, I mean ash it out.
So I could see you smile
I-I know you can see me now

[Mos Def]

Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Fly like an eagle, whatever you do
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
Spread your wings, aerial

Devil In A New Dress

February 15th, 2012

Songwriters: Roberts, William; West, Kanye;

I love it though
I love it though
You know

Put your hands to the constellations
They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation
I know I’m preachin’ to the congregation
We love Jesus but she done learned a lot from Satan

I mean a nigga did a lot of waitin’
We ain’t married but tonight I need some consummation
May the Lord forgive us, may the God’s be with us
And that magic hour I seen good Christians make rash decisions

Oh she do it, what happened to religion?
Oh she lose it, she putting on her make up
She casually allure, text message break up, the casualty of tour
How she gon’ wake up and not love me no more

I thought I was the ass hole, I guess it’s rubbin’ off
Hood phenomenon, the Lebron of rhyme
Hard to be humble when you stuntin’ on a Jumbotron
I’m lookin’ at her like, “This what you really want it, huh?”
What we argue anyway, oh, I forgot it’s summertime

Put your hands to the constellations
They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation
I know I’m preachin’ to the congregation
We love Jesus but she done learned a lot from Satan
Satan, Satan, Satan

I mean a nigga did a lot of waitin’
We ain’t married but tonight I need some consummation
When the sun go down it’s the magic hour, the magic hour
And outta all the colors that are still up the skies
You got green on your mind, I can see it in your eyes

Why you standin’ there with your face screwed up?
Don’t leave while you’re hot, that’s how Mase screwed up
Throwin’ shit around, the whole place screwed up
Maybe I should call Mase so he could pray for us

I hit the Jamaican spot at the bar, take a seat
I ordered you jerk, she said, “You are what you eat”
You see I always loved your sense of humor
But tonight you should have seen how quiet the room was

The Lyor Cohen or Dior Homme
That’s Dior Homme not Dior homie
The crib scarface couldn’t be more Tony
You love me for me, could you be more phony?

Put your hands to the constellations
They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation
Haven’t said a word, haven’t said a word to me this evenin’
Cat got your tongue?

Lookin’ at my bitch I bet she give your ass a bone
Lookin’ at my wrist it’ll turn your ass to stone
Stretch limousine, sippin’ RosĂ© all along
Double-headed monster with a mind of his own

Cherry red chariot, excess is just my character
All black tux, nigga shoes lavender
I never needed acceptance from all you outsiders
Had cyphers with Yeezy before his mouth wired

Before his jaw shattered climbin’ up the Lord’s ladder
We still speedin’ runnin’ signs like they don’t matter
Hater talkin’ never made me mad
Never that when I’m in my favorite paper tag

Therefore G4s at the Clearport
When it come to tools fool I’m a Pep Boy
When it came to dope I was quick to export
Never tired of ballin’ so it’s on to the next sport

New Mercedes Sedan, they’ll export
So many cars DMV though it was mail fraud
Different traps, I was gettin’ mail from
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep Melbourne

Whole clique’s appetite had tapeworms
Spinnin’ Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my jay burns
I shed a tear before the nights over
God bless the man I put this ice over

Gettin’ 2Pac money twice over
Still a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller
I’m makin’ love to the angel of death
Catchin’ feelings never stumble retracin’ my steps


Hop Head

Christian Dior Denim Flow

February 15th, 2012

[John Legend - Chorus]
I got the World in my hands, the master plan
But I don’t know why I keep calling
Why I keep all of these girls at my shows
They loving me but I don’t know why
I keep calling
Why I keep calling you

All the models to the floor right now
All the models to the floor right now
All the models to the floor right now
All the models to the floor right now

[Kanye West]
I’m in my Christian Dior with a Veronica Webb
(?) she know Cecily Lopez
Arlenis Sosa, Selita Ebanks
If you work with my people, speak that Jourdan Dunn language
Make a phone call, out to Joan Smalls
I wonder how it feel to lower Stones walls
Jessica Gomes, yall, I would damage her
And see, uh Jessica Stam got the stamina
I’m in the car with Leo and the Benz swerve
I heard Bar was friends with Esti Ginzburg
Coco Rocha, Kate Mimosa
Alessandra Ambrosia, Anja Rubik, get Olga
(?) tell her I’m very single
Abbey Lee, too I’m a freak boo
I’m wylin I’m on a thousand
I wanna see Irina Shayk next to Doutzen.

[Chorus]
I got the World in my hands, the master plan
But I don’t know why I keep calling
Why I keep all of these girls at my shows
They loving me but I don’t know why
I keep calling
Why I keep calling you

[Kanye West]
Christian Dior denim flow
I told her I’m tryna eat out so what we going for dinner for

[Pusha T]
Miami nights on the search for some T and A
Tryna hide what’s obvious to see in me
We conversate a bit about your DNA
And my sandy coloured suits from the VMA’s
Oh oyu was watching, who the f-ck wasn’t
Me skip across that stage in 5 dozen
Yeah 6 grand for a minutes time
Italian vogue style a n-gga for a minute rhyme
Lets be clear and lets be fair
The best things in music’s being offered here
Its a round table full of bosses here
Still giving you it all like the coffins near

[Chorus]
I got the World in my hands, the master plan
But I don’t know why I keep calling
Why I keep all of these girls at my shows
They loving me but I don’t know why
I keep calling
Why I keep calling you

I got the World in my hands, the master plan
But I don’t know why I keep calling
Why I keep all of these girls at my shows
They loving me but I don’t know why
I keep calling
Why I keep calling you

[Ryan Leslie]
It’s time for a lesson in model behaviour
Damn, look at all the bad b-tches I gave you
Man I can see the flaws to your flavour
Look like ownder woman and still need a saviour
Maybe its a billionnaire maybe its the cocaine
I done seen drugs and money run the whole game
A good girl lost in the city life
Agent Provocateur holding titties right

[Lloyd Banks]
He ain’t Kraft material, champagne for cereal
Shorty stole my heart, criminal, my lucky charm
Efrock clothes and Lear shows, type kind of stuff we on
Stuff all my problems in that bong and I’m puffin’ strong
I been locked in my way of thinking, now my cuffs are gone
Must’ve been the liquor talkin’, I’m beggin’ the cups, “C’mon”
Might come off as irregular, I come in custom form
T-G-I-F, GT breeze, my hustler’s poem
My sound’s full-grown, reminds me of my favorite chronic (Kush)
Ball like a SuperSonic, make the haters vomit (Uh)
Nigga, make some money ‘fore you make a comment
I meant to snap a while ago, but who knows where the time went?
Prolly dime chicks, whips with a Diddy
Now I’m back like a nine milli, grimy New York City
See me clearly through the storm
The world’s mine, sits pretty in my palm
Sean Don as we continue on

[Chorus]
I got the World in my hands, the master plan
But I don’t know why I keep calling
Why I keep all of these girls at my shows
They loving me but I don’t know why
I keep calling
Why I keep calling you

[Kid Cudi]
N-ggas think they know I’m the guy with the story
They dont really know,
It’s so air frickin women
How can I be better?
I could start with just the basics
Dior, Dior, galore, I love the cut
I seem to have forgotten that I’m off the nini
To the people who dont know Cud’, know what?
Rose gold presidential on my boney wrist
Took my ma to Chanel, had her LC the stunner
She got haters, some in the fam made us
But they don’t really matter, we escape em with our paper
“Hey ya”, I’m on my Andre 3000
I’m all good now, a n-gga don’t need no counseling
Woke up in the room and my mojo was active
Looks from the hoes that were more than likely passive
Back when let me not reflect on the old sh-t
I’m on to the new act, on to my new script
B-tches better have they thoughts before approaching
I done heard it all, baby, save it for them other n-ggas
Do things all before living, haters, copy, I’m the image
Haters, copy, I’m the image

Sober

January 16th, 2012

And I don’t know
This could break my heart or save me
Nothing’s real
Until you let go completely
So here I go with all my thoughts I’ve been saving
So here I go with all my fears weighing on me

Three months and I’m still sober
Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers
But I know it’s never really over

And I don’t know
I could crash and burn but maybe
At the end of this road I might catch a glimpse of me
So I won’t worry about my timing, I want to get it right
No comparing, second guessing, no not this time

Three months and I’m still breathing
Been a long road since those hands I left my tears in but I know
It’s never really over, no

Wake up

Three months and I’m still standing here
Three months and I’m getting better yeah
Three months and I still am

Three months and it’s still harder now
Three months I’ve been living here without you now
Three months yeah, three months

Three months and I’m still breathing
Three months and I still remember it
Three months and I wake up

Three months and I’m still sober
Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers

All The World

January 14th, 2012

(Walsh, Steinhardt)
——————-
All the world’s forgiving the change is all around
And people everywhere have seen the light in what they’ve found
It’s a happy place in the human race
When all our lives are lived forgiving
All the world’s for living when love is what you find
Despair and loneliness you’ve got to leave them far behind
Tell the clouds to go let the feeling show
It’s great when life is full of living
Everyone’s aware they know to change the world we’ve got to care
And people all should know should have happened long ago
Or could it be that I just now found out
Life is meant to share and it means the same thing everywhere
Living everyday, helping people on their way
Cause sometimes life gives everyone some doubts
Can I have time? Is it right what I feel?
At times I doubt what I normally know is real
But right now I don’t know what to do
And it’s all because of you
I could tell you if I knew that you’d believe
As slight and elusive as life sometimes is
Right or wrong as we both know we all can be
I could never have denied that I need you by my side
‘Cause without you life don’t seem that much to me
I can see an old man cry, it’s his time to die
And life no longer gives him any breaks
He hasn’t got a home, no one to call his own
Still he tells no one that it is more than he can take
When the time is so unkind, an empty future plays in your mind
When the darkness cries out to you, can you escape it?
What can you do?
All the world’s forgetting the hate that filled our hearts
The times of selfish reasoning that keeps all apart
This world was meant to share, let them know you care
By making someone’s life worth living
All the world’s believing that this felling’s got to stay
till all the world is living
till all the world is giving
till all the world is loving every day.
——————

Mary

January 4th, 2012

Hha ah ha ah ha ah ha ah
Mary, if you want to
I wave my right
I’ll be on the corner
Just passin’ time

No I won’t, ever once, make you cry i hi hi
Just a kiss, oh I miss your goodbye i hi hi hi hi hi
ha ah ha ah ha ah ha ah

We’ll go to the disco
We’ll be a sight
Oh & we’ll dance like (we’re) boyfriends
It’s sheer delight

No I won’t, never once, make you cry i hi hi
With a kiss, how I miss your goodbye

No I won’t, never once, make you cry hi hi hi
Just to kiss, oh and I’ll miss your goodbye i hi hi hi hi hi
ha ah (repeated)

:)

Before We Come Undone

December 31st, 2011

Songwriters: Allen, Kris; Kurstin, Gregory; Robbins, Lindy;

You could break this silence with words we wish we’d never said
But I can hear it like a scream
What’s become of you and me?
Are we still inside this night or am I going crazy?

I’m just trying to understand who I was and who I am
But you are changing just the same
So can you tell me who’s to blame?
Could we put our weapons down just to figure this out

Now pride is out the door ’cause I know we can make it before
Make it before the sun breaks another day
I’ll wait till you say I’m the only one
Before we come, before we come undone

If you say that it’s too late those are words my heart can’t take
And this night is out to kill and if we let it will
Could be both forgive somehow?
‘Cause I’m not letting you down

Now pride is out the door ’cause I know we can make it before
Make it before the sun breaks another day
I’ll wait till you say I’m the only one
Before we come, before we come undone

Watch out, here we go
There’s no turning back, you know
We can keep going round and round and round and round

So now pride is out the door ’cause I know we can make it before
Make it before the sun breaks another day
I’ll wait till you say I’m the only one
Before we come, before we come undone

Pride is out the door ’cause I know we can make it before
Make it before the sun breaks another day
I’ll wait till you say I’m the only one
Before we come, before we come undone
Before we come undone, before we come undone

these lyrics are submitted by ★STΛЯЯ★
King

The One That Got Away

December 29th, 2011

Songwriters: Gottwald, Lukasz; Martin, Max; Perry, Katy;

Summer after high school when we first met
We make out in your Mustang to Radio head
And on my 18th birthday we got that chain tattoos
Used to steal your parents’ liquor and climb to the roof
Talk about our future like we had a clue
Never plan that one day I’d be losing you

And in another life I would be your girl
We keep all our promises, be us against the world
And in other life I would make you stay
So I don’t have to say you were the one that got away
The one that got away

I was dreaming you were my Johnny Cash
Never one, we got the other, we made a pact
Sometimes when I miss you, I put those records on, whoa
Someone said you had your tattoo removed
Saw you downtown singing the blues
It’s time to face the music, I’m longer your muse

And in another life I would be your girl
We keep all our promises, be us against the world
And in another life, I would make you stay
So I don’t have to say you were the one that got away
The one that got away

The one, the one, the one
The one that got away

All these money can’t buy me a time machine, no
Can’t replace you with a million rings, no
I should’ve told you what you meant to me, whoa
‘Cause now I pay the price

In another life I would be your girl
We keep all our promises, be us against the world
And in another life, I would make you stay
So I don’t have to say you were the one that got away
The one that got away

The one, the one, the one, the one

And in another life I would make you stay
So I don’t have to say you were the one that got away
The one that got away



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Illan Tullen

December 14th, 2011

Illan tullen tahtoisin sut vied? oopperaan
Ja juhlimaan kuin huomista ei olisikaan
Vaikka ois v?elle sikari ortaan
Ja jos tahtoisin naurattaa k?ytt?isin omaa rahaa

Mutta kun illan tullen ty?p?iv?n t?yteen saan
Niin nousen R-junaan

Min? taidan olla tavallinen aivan
Ja Rhodokselle joskus taas sinut vien
Tavernaan jossa suomeksi meit? palvellaan
Ja tarjoilijan hymy on kuin helminauhaa
Siit? pari helme? puuttuu, multa ei puutu mit??n
Kun onnelliseksi tehd? sut saan

Illan tullen veisin sut sellaiseen paikkaan
Jossa puhutaan ett? kun Concorde lopetti lentonsa
Mihin t?ss? maailmassa voi en?? luottaa
Illan tullen veisin sut ihan mihin vaan

Mutta kun illan tullen lapset saan nukkumaan
On pakko silm?t ummistaa

Min? taidan olla tavallinen aivan
Ja Rhodokselle joskus taas sinut vien
Tavernaan jossa suomeksi meit? palvellaan
Ja tarjoilijan hymy on kuin helminauhaa
Siit? pari helme? puuttuu, multa ei puutu mit??n
Kun onnelliseksi tehd? sut saan

Min? taidan olla tavallinen aivan
Kun It?keskukseen sut vien,
Susta eksyn, pyyd?n kuuluttamaan
Kova??nisist? nimes kuulla saan
Kumpa kaikki tiet?s sulle kuulun m? vaan
On hyv? olla tavallinen, illan tullen oon kanssas onnellinen

Attitude

December 9th, 2011

You go down the pub
You wear make up
And old dads trousers
Why don’t you tidy up
You talk like a docker but you act like a queer
You drink champagne then complain it’s too dear
You try so hard not to follow any trends
Then you cry in your beer and say you’ve got no friends
But is it any wonder that you’ve got no friends
But it’s not the make up
Or the way you dress
It’s not your appearance, that they all detest
It’s not your manners, that you gotta improve
ooooo–it’s your attitude.

Chorus
Attitude, Oo Oo Oo
Your attitude
Attitude, Oo Oo Oo
Your attitude

Take off your head phones
Hear what’s going on
You can’t live in a time zone
You’ve gotta move on
But before you get there
There’s one thing you’ve gotta do
Oh change your attitude
It’s your attitude
It’s your attitude

Chorus
Attitude, Oo Oo Oo
Your attitude
Attitude, Oo Oo Oo
Your attitude

The ’80s are here, I know cuz I’m staring right at them
But you’re still waiting for 1960 to happen

You might have the illness, but you’ve got the cure
You’ve got the answer, you will endure
You’re the only person that’s gonna pull you through
Ooh, with your attitude

Chorus
Attitude, Oo Oo Oo
Your attitude
Attitude, Oo Oo Oo
Your attitude

You gotta learn to be positive, it’s your only chance
You mustn’t be so defensive, you gotta join in the dance
But it isn’t your dancing that you’ve gotta improve
Ooh, it’s your attitude.

Chorus
Attitude, Oo Oo Oo
Your attitude
Attitude, Oo Oo Oo
Your attitude

It’s all the music
It’s all in your brain
You’ve used all the old licks
Now it’s all gotta change.
Change your attitude
It’s your attitude
Attitude

Koocachoo

December 5th, 2011

No-one else l know can thrill me like you do
I only ever want to go-go dance with you
You’re the dream boy of my bedroom poster
Now we’re on a roller coaster ride
You’re the greatest gift that l could ever wish for
And there’s not a single thing l wouldn’t give for
A little time with you, my koocachoo
’cause l’m so in love with you
No-one else can take me to the highs like you
You show me all the colours when l’m feeling blue
You’re the brightest shining lights on Broadway
Pink in evening sunsets every day
You’re the greatest gift that l could ever wish for
And there’s not a single thing l wouldn’t give for
A little time with you, my koocachoo
’cause l’m so in love with you
Even at night when l’m sIeeping
You are all l’m ever dreaming of
You’re the greatest gift that l could ever wish for
And there’s not a single thing l wouldn’t give for
A little time with you, my koocachoo ’cause l’m so in love with you

Preservation

December 3rd, 2011

Once upon a time
In a faraway land
Lived a villain called Flash
He was such a wicked man
He terrorized the people
He broke arms and crushed hands
He ruled with a fist and he purchased all the land

Then he plowed up the fields and cut down the trees
For property speculation
And he did it all for a pot of gold
And for his own preservation

The people were scared
They didn’t know where to turn
They couldn’t see any salvation
the hoods and the spivs
And the crooked politicians
Who were cheating and lying to the nation

Save the fields and the trees
And give them back to the nation
Bring the government down
A new leader must be found
For the sake of preservation

He said he did it to help us all
And did it for the good of the nation
But he did it for a pot of gold
And for his own preservation

When money is evil
And power is corrupt
The devil moves in and takes over
Mr. Flash broke his word
And now he’s got to pay
For his crimes and his lies and his evil ways

And it’s gonna get rough
And it’s gonna get rough
It’s a crime and a sin that no one can win
In a story of self preservation

I Need You

November 22nd, 2011

I need you,
I need you more than birds need the sky.
I need you, it’s true little girl,
That you can lift the tears from my eyes.

But if you ever tell me good-bye,
I’ll break down and you’ll hear me cry.
I need you,
More than anybody else has needed anyone before.

I need you,
There’s no one else to stand in your place.
I need you, you know little girl,
That you can keep the smile on my face.

But if you ever tell me good-bye,
I’ll break down and you’ll hear me cry.
I need you,
More than anybody else has needed anyone before.

I need you,
There’s no one else to stand in your place.
I need you, you know little girl,
That you can keep the smile on my face.

But if you ever tell me good-bye,
I’ll break down and you’ll hear me cry.
I need you,
More than anybody else has needed anyone before.
More than anybody else has needed anyone before.
I need you,
I need you,
I need you.

Love Affair

November 12th, 2011

Here in the moment I belong
In a waking dream
The night is young
But isn’t long
If you know what I mean
Oh it’s beautiful
The thought of what might be
Close your eyes so you can see

I am only here for a little while
Would you like to take me out tonight
Maybe we could talk for a little while, baby

Now we’ve only just begun
We’re running out of time
I don’t want to think about the sun
No not tonight
Oh it’s wonderful you being here with me
Close your eyes so you can see

I am only here for a little while
Would you like to take me out tonight
Maybe we could talk for a little while, baby
Don’t hold back it’s time for a love affair
Take my hand lead me to anywhere
Maybe there’s something in the air, baby

Together here, Together now
In the moment that we met
Remember here remember now
It’s too easy to forget

Oh it’s wonderful you being here with me
Close your eyes so you can see

I am only here for a little while
Would you like to take me out tonight
Maybe we could talk for a little while, baby
Don’t hold back it’s time for a love affair
Take my hand lead me to anywhere
Maybe there’s something in the air, baby

Blame Game

October 29th, 2011

[John Legend]
Let’s play the blame game, I love you, more
Let’s play the blame game for sure.
Let’s call her names, names, I hate you, more.
Let’s call her names, names, for sure.
I’ll call you bitch for sure
As a last resort, and my first resort
You call me motherf-cker for long,
At the end of it you know we both were wrong.

But I love to play the blame game, I love you more.
Let’s play the blame game for sure.
Let’s call her names, names, I hate you, more.
Let’s call her names, names, for sure.

[Kanye West]
On a bathroom wall I wrote
“I’d rather argue with you than to be with someone else” (else, else, else)
I took a piss and dismiss it and went and found somebody else
Arguing harvesting the feelings, I’d rather be by my f-cking self
Till about 2am and I call back and I hang up and start to blame myself
Somebody help

[Chorus - John Legend]
Let’s play the blame game, I love you, more
Let’s play the blame game for sure.
Let’s call her names, names, I hate you, more.
Let’s call her names, names, for sure.
I’ll call you bitch for sure
As a last resort, and my first resort
You call me motherf-cker for long,
At the end of it you know we both were wrong.

[Kanye West]
You weren’t perfect but you made life worth it
Stick around, real feelings might surface
Been a long time since I spoke to you in a bathroom gripping you up and choking you
What the hell was I supposed to do
I know you aint getting this type of d-ck from that local dude
And if you are I hope you are have a good time
Cause I definitely be having mine

And you aint finna see a mogul get emotional
Every time I hear bout other n-gga’s stroking you
Might say I hit you
He sitting there consoling you
Threw the money, threw the mud
Who’s provoking you
You should be grateful a n-gga like me even knows you
Now you noticeable and cant nobody can control you
1am and can’t nobody get a hold of you
I’m calling your brothers phone like what was I supposed to do
Even though I knew, he never told the truth
He was just gon say whatever you gon told him too
At a certain point I had to stop asking questions
Chuck dirt on eachother like mud wrestlers
I heard he bought some coke with my money
Dat aint right girl
You getting blackmailed for that white girl
You always said Yeezy I aint you’re right girl
Probably find one of them “I like art” type girls
All of the lights, she was caught in the hype girl
And I was satisfied being in love with the lights
And who to blame, you to blame, me to blame
For the pain and it poured everytime it rained

Lets play the blame game…

[John Legend]
Let’s play the blame game, I love you, more
Let’s play the blame game for sure.

[Kanye West]
Things used to be, now they not
Anything but us is who we are
Disguising ourselves as secret lovers
We’ve become public enemies
We walk away like strangers in the street
Gon for eternity
We erased one another
So far from where we came
With so much of everything, how do we leave with nothing
Lack of visual empathy equates the meaning of L-O-V-E
Hatred and attitude tear us entirely

Let’s play the blame game, I love you, more
Let’s play the blame game for sure.
Let’s call her names, names, I hate you, more.
Let’s call her names, names, for sure.

I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much
No, I can’t love you this much
I can’t love you this much

And I know that you are somehwere doing your thing
And when the phone called it just ring and ring
You aint pick up but your phone accidently called me back
And I heard the whole thing.
I heard the whole thing, the whole thing, the whole thing…

[Chris Rock]
Ohh my God..
Baby you done took this.. to another level!
Now a neighbourhood n-gga like me aint supposed to be gettin no p-ssy like this
Damn, Damn!, who thought you how to get sexy
(Yeezy thought me)
You never use to talk dirty, but now you damn disgusting, My, my God, where’d you learn that?
(Yeezy thought me)
Look at you.. naked.. with them.. Jimmy Choos off. Who thought you how to put some … Jimmy Choos on?
(Yeezy thought me)
Yo you took your game up a whole ‘nother level, this is some Cirque ‘u Soleil now!
You done went all porno on it, k. And I, and I love it..And I thank you, I thank you, my dick thanks you!
How did you learn, how.. how did your game come up?
(Yeezy thought me)
I was … parts of your p-ssy I never … before. I was in there like oo I never been here before. I’ve never even seen this part of town before.
It’s like you got this … re-upholstered or something. What the f-ck happened?
Who, who the fuck got your p-ssy all re-upholstered?
(Yeezy re-upholstered my p-ssy)
You know what, I got to thank Yeezy.
And when I see that n-gga Imma thank him. Imma buy his album, Imma download that.. Imma shoot a bootlegger!
That’s how good I feel about this…
Oww, I still can’t believe you got me this watch. The exact… I wanted!
Even with the bezel! this is the… I wanted. I saw this, I saw it,
Twista had this on in The Source. I remember, Twista had this on in The Source.
That’s right, that’s right! Yo yo babe, yo yo this is the best birthday ever!
Where you learn to treat a n-gga like this?
(Yeezy thought me)
Yeezy thought you well, Yeezy thought you well.

Big Brother

October 29th, 2011

Staduim status
Uh

My big brother was Big’s brother
Used to be Dame and Bigs brother
Who was hip hop brother
Who was No I.D friend
No I.D My mentor
Now let the story begin

Its the hard knock life tour
Sell out, picture us in the mall
Copin iceberg and yell out Jigga
Yea that’s what we would yell out
Yell out
You know the name dude
I gotta spell out or tell bout
J a y an Ye so shy
Now he won’t even step to his idal to say hi
Standing there like a mom
Let the chance pass by
Back of my mind he could change your life
With all these beats I did atleast let him hear it
Atleast you could brag to your friends back at the gig
But he got me out my mama crib
Then he help me get my mama a crib

Big brother was Bigs Brother
Used to be Dame and Bigs Brother
Who was hip hop brother
Who was No I.D friend
No I.D my mentor
Now let the story begin
Let the story begin
If you feel the way I feel why don’t you wave your hands

Fresh off the plane I’m off to Baseline
Nothing handed out
I’m about to take mine
Around the same time of that BluePrint 1
Any beats in my pocket was that Blueprint form
I’d play my little song in that ol back room
He would bob his head and say, damn, oh, that’s you
But by the Black album I was blacking out
Party at S.O.Bs and we had packed the crowd
Big brother got his show up in Madison Sqare
And I’m like yea, yea we gonna be there
But not only did I not get a chance to spit it
Carleen told me I could buy two tickets
I guess big brother was thinking a little different
Kept little brother at bay, at a distance
Put everything I felt was more focused
Only made me more focused
Only wrote more potent
Only thing I wanna know is why I get looked over
I guess ill understand when I get more older
Big brother saw me at the bottom of the todum
Now I’m at the top and everybody on the scrodum

My big Brother was Bigs brother
Used to be Dame and Bigs brother
Who was hip hops brother
Who was No I.Ds friend
No I.D my mentor
Now let the story begin
Begin
Let the story begin
If you feel the way I feel why don’t you wave your hands

Have you ever walked in the shadow of a giant
Not only a client the presidito
Hola ovito
The game getting foul so here’s a free throw
I was always on the other side of the peep hole
Then I dropped jesus walks now I’m on a steep hole
And we know
New jack city gotta keep my brother
But to be number 1 I’m a beat my brother
On that diamond remix I swore I spaz
Then my big brother came thru and kicked my ass
Sibling rivery, only I could see
It was the pride in me that was driving me
At the grammys I said I inspired me
But my big brother who I always tried to be
When I kick a flow it was like, pick and roll
Cuz even if he gave me the rock its give and go
I guess beanies style was more of a slam dunk
And my shit was more like a finger roll
but I had them singles though
And them hoes at the show gonna minggle yo.
Ya know
I told Jay I did a song with cold play
Next thing I know he got a song with coldplay
Back in my mind I’m like damn, no way
Translate espanol
No way jose
Then I went and told Jay brown
Should of known that was gonna come back around
Should of told you like a man should of told you first
But I told somebody else that’s what made shit worse

My big brother was Bigs brother
So here’s a few words from your kid brother
If you admire somebody you should go ahead and tell um
People never get the flowers while they could smell um
A idel in my eyes, God of the game
Heart of the city,Rockafella chain
Never be the same, never be another
Number 1 young Hov also my big brother

My big Brother was Bigs brother
Used to be Dame and Bigs Brother
Who was hip hops brother
Who was No I.Ds friend
No I.D my mentor
And that’s where the story ends

Don’t kill this shit…..

Anyway

October 29th, 2011

INTRO:

Why are you so paranoid?
Don’t be so paranoid
Don’t be so…

Baby, don’t worry about it
Hey there, don’t even think about it

You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things
You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things
You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things
You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things

VERSE #1:

All of the time, you really wanna spend your whole life alone
A little time out might do ya good, might do us good before you’re done for good
Because I could make it good, I could make it hood, I could make you come, I could make you gooo
I could make you hot, I could make you fly, make you touch the sky, Hey, maybe sooo
All of the time, he be up in my, checking through my cell phone, baby no
You wanna kill the vibe, on another night, here’s another fight, Oh, here we go (Oh, here we go)

HOOK:

Baby, don’t worry ’bout it
Lady, we’ll go out to the floor

Anyway, they don’t know you like I do (They don’t know)
They’ll never know you (Never know)
Anyway, they don’t know you like I do (Never know)
They’ll never know you

VERSE #2

All of the time, you wanna complain about the nights alone
So now, you here with me, social gratitude, leave the attitude way back at home
Yeah, you see ‘em look, baby, let ‘em look, give you cold looks cuz we look cold
Yeah, you heard about all the word of mouth, don’t worry about what we can’t control
All the talk in the world, loss in the world ’till you finally let that thing gooo
You wanna check-in to the heartbreak hotel but sorry we’re closed

HOOK:

Baby, don’t worry ’bout it
Baby, we’ll go out to the floor

Anyway, (Hey!) they don’t know you like I do (To the floor)
They’ll never know you (Never know)
Anyway, they don’t know you like I do (They don’t know)
They’ll never know you

HOOK:

Baby, don’t worry ’bout it
Lady, don’t even think about it

You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong thing
You worry bout the wrong thing, the wrong thing
You worry bout the wrong thing, the wrong thing
You worry bout the wrong thing…

Anyway, they don’t know you like I do
They’ll never know you
Anyway, they don’t know you like I do
They’ll never know you

Anyway, they don’t know you like I do
They’ll never know you
Anyway, they don’t know you like I do
They’ll never know you

Footloose

October 22nd, 2011

Songwriters: Loggins, Kenny; Pitchford, Dean;

I’ve been working so hard
I’m punching my card
Eight hours for what?
Oh, tell me what I got

I’ve got this feeling
That time’s just holding me down
I’ll hit the ceiling or else I’ll tear up this town
Tonight I gotta cut

Loose, footloose kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise pull me off a my knees
Jack, get back c’mon before we crack
Lose your blues everybody cut footloose

And you’re playing so cool
Obeying every rule
I dig a way down in your heart
You’re burning, yearning for songs

Somebody to tell you
That life ain’t passing you by
I’m trying to tell you
It will if you don’t even try
You can fly if you’d only cut

Loose, footloose kick off your Sunday shoes
Oowhee, Marie shake it, shake it for me
Whoa, Milo c’mon, c’mon let’s go
Lose your blues everybody cut footloose

Cut footloose
Cut footloose
Cut footloose

We got to turn me around
And put your feet on the ground
Now take a hold of the phone
Whoa, I’m turning it loose

Loose, footloose kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise pull me off a my knees
Jack, get back c’mon before we crack
Lose your blues now everybody cut footloose

Loose, footloose kick off your Sunday shoes
Please, Louise pull me off a my knees
Jack, get back c’mon before we crack
Lose your blues

Everybody cut everybody cut
Everybody cut everybody cut
Everybody cut everybody cut
Everybody everybody cut footloose


Soft

September 21st, 2011

Songwriters: Petraglia, Angelo; Followill, Caleb; Followill, Nathan;

I used to see you every day
I used to see you every day
I danced around your folk and soul
I danced to all your fucking soul

I left you with your nose a bleedin’
And your toes creepin’ around
Ah so mundane and incomplete
Hand me down my pants
And get me off this street

I’m passed out in your garden
I’m in, I can’t get off so soft
I’d pop myself in your body
I’d come into your party but
I’m soft

Behind the fringe of a whiskey high
Mutilating cat like eyes
And in your nose blood decadence
You try to drag me into your bohemian dancing

Ah, you paint my fingers and you paint my toes
You let your perfect nipple show

I’m passed out in your garden
I’m in, I can’t get off so soft
I’d pop myself in your body
I’d come into your party but
I’m soft, but I’m soft

I’m passed out in your garden
I’m in, I can’t get off so soft
I’d pop myself in your body
I’d come into your party but
I’m soft

I’m passed out in your garden
I’m in, I can’t get off so soft
I’d pop myself in your body
I’d come into your party but
I’m soft

Bellott

Yes Sir No Sir

August 29th, 2011

Yes Sir, no Sir
Where do I go Sir
What do I do Sir
What do I say

Yes Sir, no Sir
Where do I go Sir
What do I do Sir
How do I behave

Yes Sir, no Sir
Permission to speak Sir
Permission to breathe Sir
What do I say, how do I behave, what do I say

So you think that you’ve got ambition
Stop your dreaming and your idle wishing
You’re outside and there ain’t no admission
To our play
Pack up your ambition in your old kit bag
Soon you’ll be happy with a packet of fags
Chest out stomach in
Do what I say, do what I say
Yes right away

Yes Sir, no Sir
Where do I go Sir
What do I do Sir
What do I say

Yes Sir, no Sir
Permission to speak Sir
Permission to breathe Sir
What do I say, how do I behave, what do I say

Doesn’t matter who you are
You’re there and there you are
Everything Is in its place
Authority must be maintained
And then we know exactly where we are
Let them feel that they’re important to the cause
But let them know that they are fighting for their homes
Just be sure that they’re contributing their all
Give the scum a gun and make the bugger fight
And be sure to have deserters shot on sight
If he dies we’ll send a medal to his wife

Yes Sir, no Sir
Please let me die Sir
I think this life is affecting my brain
Yes Sir, no Sir
Three bags full Sir
What do I do Sir, what do I say
What do I say, how do I behave, what do I say

Taivas Sisallani

August 28th, 2011

Kerroit kiert?neesi maailmaa – avaraa
Ja sitten haaksirikon teit
Ja ett? liian arvokasta – tavaraa
Se meri menness?ns? vei

Kun sitten jouduit palaamaan – rantaan
Et ehk? voinut aavistaa
Ettei minulle kukaan – koskaan
Olisi ollut valmiimpaa

Tied?tk? olevasi
Taivas sis?ll?ni
Kun vanha taivaani olikin vain kulissi
Kuuletko huutavan sen
??nen ikuisuuden
Se on ??ni rakkauden
Tied?tk? k?yneesi
Minun sielussani
En edes itse tied? siell? k?yneeni
Luulen sinut n?hneeni
Jossakin aiemmin
Lapsena kun uskoin ihmeisiin

Sanoit ett? joskus tunnet
Ettet en?? – oikein kuulu mihink??n
Mutta min?h?n olen se joka j??
Ilman sinua merih?t??n

Kun me t?n??n kahdestaan – kuljetaan
Ja meri levolle se k?y
Ja iltatuuli pyyhkii – yli maan
Ei en?? muita tiell?mme n?y

Tied?tk? olevasi…

Firework

August 7th, 2011

Songwriters: Dean, Esther; Eriksen, Mikkel; Hermansen, Tor Erik; Perry, Katy; Wilhelm, Sandy Julien;

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag
Drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards, one blow from caving in?

Do you ever feel already buried deep?
Six feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing
Do you know that there’s still a chance for you
‘Cause there’s a spark in you?

You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

‘Cause baby, you’re a firework
Come on, show ‘em what you’re worth
Make ‘em go, oh
As you shoot across the sky

Baby, you’re a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make ‘em go, oh
You’re gonna leave ‘em falling down

You don’t have to feel like a waste of space
You’re original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow

Maybe you’re reason why all the doors are closed
So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow
And when it’s time, you’ll know

You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July

‘Cause baby you’re a firework
Come on, show ‘em what you’re worth
Make ‘em go, oh
As you shoot across the sky

Baby, you’re a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make ‘em go, oh
You’re gonna leave ‘em falling down

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
It’s always been inside of you, you, you
And now it’s time to let it through

‘Cause baby you’re a firework
Come on, show ‘em what you’re worth
Make ‘em go, oh
As you shoot across the sky

Baby, you’re a firework
Come on, let your colors burst
Make ‘em go, oh
You’re gonna leave ‘em falling down

Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon


Dy

Wonder Boy

August 4th, 2011

La-la-la-la…
Wonder boy, life’s just begun.
Turn your sorrow into wonder
Dream alone, don’t sigh, don’t groan
Life is only what you wonder.
Day is as light as your brightest dreams,
Night is as dark as you feel it ought to be.
Time is as fast as the slowest thing,
Life is only…

Wonder boy,
Wonder boy.
Everybody is looking for the sun.
People strain their eyes to see,
But I see you and you see me,
And ain’t that wonder?

Wonder boy, some mother’s son,
Life is full of work and blunder.
Easy go, life is not real,
Life is only what you conjure.

Wonder boy,
And the world is joy, every single day.
It’s the real McCoy,
Wonder boy.
Everybody is looking for the sun.
People strain their eyes to see,
But I see you and you see me,
And ain’t that wonder?

Wonder boy, some mother’s son,
Turn your sorrow into wonder
Dream alone, go have your fun.
Life is only…
Life is only…
Life is only…

Beneath The Surface

August 4th, 2011

Degrade me, my purpose
Bury me beneath the surface
I’m scratching, I’m clawing
Trying hard to make them pay

Can’t stand me, beside me
Kid you not, your kiss sured kill me
The cold of my burrow
Never sees the light of day

Call me, call me
You could only hurt the story
Call me, call me
I’ll be there to shine a light

The swell of the speakers
Sweaty ballroom dancing fever
They gather, in numbers
Elbows for a closer view

The cease fire the weaker
Hair so red I couldn’t keep her
The dogs hound the neighbors
Everything was blown away

Machines, machines
Point me to the nearest party
You’ll see, you’ll see
Baby it’s the only way

Call me, call me
You could only
Call me, call me
I’ll be there

Machines, machines
Point me to the nearest party

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Back To Front

August 2nd, 2011

Just come back where I came from,
Looks the same as something’s wrong.
And all my friends that used to be,
Have gone and turned their backs on me.
Everyone’s got different views,
Now I’m all shook up and all confused.

East is West, left is right,
Up is down, and black is white,
Inside-out, wrong is right,
It’s back to front and I’m all uptight.

I’ve just come back from fantasy,
Right back to reality.
Stayed away too long but now I’ve found,
My world is turning upside-down.
I don’t fit in but I don’t stand out,
I should stay cool but want to shout.

East is West, left is right,
Up is down, and black is white,
Inside-out, wrong is right,
It’s back to front and I’m all uptight.

No one knows where I come from,
“Who are you and what do you want?”
You’ve thrown away all that we had,
It’s down the drain, it’s all gone mad.
The word is out, I’ve seen the sign,
So you go your way, I go mine.

East is West, left is right,
Up is down, and black is white,
Inside-out, wrong is right,
It’s back to front and I’m all uptight.

East is West, left is right,
Up is down, and black is white,
Inside-out, wrong is right,
It’s back to front and I’m all uptight (alright).
It’s back to front and I’m all uptight (alright, alright, alright, alright).

Are you listening?
(NO!)
Well then, I’ll have to do it all over again!

You Haven’t Told Me Anything

August 1st, 2011

In a pearl grey room one afternoon.
One afternoon, what you gonna do?
I hang on your words but there’s nothing new.

You take a beautiful thing, pull off a wing.
Pull of a wing; safety pin.
It’ll never shine quite as bright again.

But you havn’t told me anything,
that I didn’t already know.
No you havn’t said a single thing,
that I didn’t already know.

Everything I love’s stuck in the mud.
Stuck in the mud, stuck in a rut.
I’m a piece in your puzzle or a paper cut.

So same time next week, kiss on the cheek,
kiss on the cheek; say after me:
“Everything’s tied up nice and neat.”

But you havn’t told me anything,
that I didn’t already know.
No you havn’t sold me anything,
that I didn’t already own.

I feel for you, I really do.
Nothing adds up like you want it to.
No words can mend this fix I’m in.
Give me your worst I won’t even blink,
right between the eyes I won’t feel a thing.

Because you havn’t told me anything,
that I didn’t already know.
No you havn’t said a single thing,
that I didn’t already know.

No you havn’t told me anything…
No you havn’t told me anything…

No you havn’t told me anything…
No you havn’t told me anything…

Perk

Not Far Away

July 23rd, 2011

This is the end, this is the last time,
Take what you want, why wait a lifetime?
Why wait till tomorrow when you can just take it today,
And it’s not far away.

Live all your life according to a plan.
Live by the rules the best way you can.
So the system that fed you and bred you can throw you away,
And it’s not far away,
Not far away.

Oh, oh.
The system that fed you and bred you can throw you away,
And it’s not far away,
Not far away,
Not far away,
Not far away,

Oh, oh.
The system that breeds[?] you and feeds you will through you away.
And it’s not far away,
Not far away.

Oh, oh.
Total chaos, total destruction.
(Not far away, not far away.)
Social collapse, moral corruption.
(Not far away, not far away.)

I feel it in my bones, it gets closer each day.
The future is here, and it won’t go away.

They’re gonna segregate the people,
They’re gonna put you in your place.
And no one’s gonna listen when you try to plead your case.
And those who think they are immune will get slapped in the face.

Chaos will rule,
No one will be safe,
The ending is near,
And it’s not far away.

The future is here and it’s ours to dictate,
The ending is closer so why hesitate,
Oh, oh.

The ending is near, and it’s not far away.

Lazy With Your Love

July 6th, 2011

Common baby…
The alarm goes off and I smell the morning coffee
I hear your shower running, here goes another day
So I get up, pull back the shower curtain,
Climb on in baby, let it rain

Yeah, I got a million things to do and I know you do too
Call your boss, I’ll call mine, got some lovin’ that’s overdue
Follow me, take my hand, the bed’s still warm
Leave this busy world outside and get lazy with your love

Lazy with your love
Let’s take all day, we’re in no rush
You’re amazing when we touch,
You drive me crazy
When I get lazy with your love

The sunlight through the window dances on your skin,
My fingers memorize your body and I fall in love again
You look deep inside of me and I realize
That everything I’ll ever need is in your eyes

And I get lazy with your love
Let’s take all day, we’re in no rush
You’re amazing when we touch
You drive me crazy when I get lazy with your love

And I get lazy with your love
Let’s take all day we’re in no rush
You’re amazing when we touch
You drive me crazy
When I get crazy with your love

And I get lazy. Oooooh yeah.

Somewhere Over The Rainbow

July 5th, 2011

Songwriters: Arlen, Harold; Harburg, E.Y.;

When all the clouds darken up the skyway
There’s a rainbow highway to be found
Leading from your window pane
Just a step beyond the rain

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
There’s a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby

Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue
And a dreams, the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true

Someday I’ll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemondrops
Away above the chimney tops
That’s where you’ll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Then why, then oh why can’t I?

If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can’t I?

? EMI FEIST CATALOG INC;

adams

Somewhere Only We Know

July 3rd, 2011

Songwriters: Chaplin, Tom; Hughes, Richard; Rice-Oxley, Tim;

I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete

Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I’m getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you’re gonna let me in
I’m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I’ve been dreaming of?

Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I’m getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you’re gonna let me in
I’m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute, why don’t we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don’t we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know

Oh simple thing, where have you gone?
I’m getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you’re gonna let me in
I’m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute, why don’t we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don’t we go? So why don’t we go?

Oh, this could be the end of everything
So why don’t we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know
Somewhere only we know

? BMG MUSIC PUBLISHING LTD;

:D

You And Tequila

July 2nd, 2011

Songwriters: Berg, Matraca Maria; Carter, Deana Kay; Lyrics

Featuring: Grace Potter

Baby, here I am again
Kicking dust in the Canyon wind
Waiting for that sun to go down

Made it up Mulholland Drive
Hell bent on getting high
High above the lights of town

‘Cause you and Tequila make me crazy
Run like poison in my blood
One more night could kill me, baby
One is one too many, one more is never enough

Thirty days and thirty nights
Been putting up a real good fight
And there were times I thought you’d win

It’s so easy to forget
The bitter taste the morning left
Swore I wouldn’t go back there again

‘Cause you and Tequila make me crazy
Run like poison in my blood
One more night could kill me, baby
One is one too many, one more is never enough

When it comes to you
Oh, the damage I could do
It’s always your favorite sins
That do you in

‘Cause you and Tequila make me crazy
Run like poison in my blood
One more night could kill me, baby
One is one too many, one more is never enough

Never enough, you and Tequila
You and Tequila make me crazy



Use Somebody

June 25th, 2011

Songwriters: Followill, Caleb; Followill, Jared; Followill, Matthew; Followill, Nathan;

I’ve been roaming around, I was looking down at all I see
Painted faces fill the places I can’t reach
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody

Someone like you and all you know and how you speak
Countless lovers under cover of the street
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you

Off in the night while you live it up I’m off to sleep
Waging wars to shake the poet and the beat
I hope it’s gonna make you notice
I hope it’s gonna make you notice

Someone like me, someone like me
Someone like me, somebody

I’m ready now, I’m ready now
I’m ready now, I’m ready now
I’m ready now, I’m ready now
I’m ready now

Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody

I’ve been roaming around, I was looking down at all I see

? COFFEE TEA OR ME PUBLISHING; FOLLOWILL MUSIC; MARTHA STREET MUSIC; MC FEARLESS MUSIC; SONGS OF COMBUSTION MUSIC; WINDSWEPT HOLDINGS LLC;