Browse Month: April 2017

Maxo Kream – Grannies

Moved into appartments with my granny started going crazy
Moved in for the summer he was tired of living in a shelter
Gotta hide my money dope and clothes that nigga steal whatever
Wake up in the morning load my pistol can’t leave home without it
Hard to find the plug I middleman that package on consignment
That’s my favorite uncle on occasion he smoke crack cocaine
[Verse 2]
Grinding with my family through the struggle hold ’em down regardless
Hard to find the plug I middleman that package on consignment
Come from where you see a lot of bodies but don’t talk about it
Till he lost his life they shot him twice he tried to take some bundles
Grinding with my family through the struggle hold ’em down regardless
Certified killer he the reason why I started Crippin’
Roaches, rats, and ants inside my pantry can’t leave food around here
Up all night and sleep all day you never know his sleeping schedule
Uncle Bo was stealing from my granny can’t leave shit around here
Aggravated, robbing, stealing, killing even shot some bitches

When I was six I’ve seen him stab a nigga and he bled to death
Come from where you see a lot of bodies but don’t talk about it
Wake up in the morning load my pistol can’t leave home without it
Aunty Trish was smoking on my weed she used to work my patience
GD Cory riding with me let the shots go through the roof
Pooh he was a savage uncle Bo he raised a crash dummy
Come from where you see a lot of bodies but don’t talk about it
Wake up in the morning load my pistol can’t leave home without it
Uncle Bo was stealing from my granny can’t leave shit around here
My uncle Bo my granny youngest son he always doing extra
She knew I took her car and hit a lick but she ain’t tell ’em shit
Petty, thief and junkie but he always had my most respect
Every night I sneak out pull her keys out I’m driving paper chasing
Hookers, strippers, crackheads, robbers, trappers all in public housing
Hard to find the plug I middleman that package on consignment
Jammed up with them pigeons he got sentenced 42 in prison

Whooped my ass he made me to a man I slanged his crack in vacants
[Hook]
Aunty Trish was sleep’, I stole her car and when I’m servin’, robbin’
He caught his girlfriend cheating grabbed the Glock and shot ‘er in her ass
They searched her car and let her go they almost charged her for a grammy
[Verse 1]
Aunty Trish was sleep’, I stole her car and when I’m servin’, robbin’
He turned me to a shooter said nobody gonna blast it for me
When I was twelve he got me high my first time ever smoking grass
call him Uncle Main My granny’ oldest son is Alvin Jr.
Hookers, strippers, crackheads, robbers, trappers all in public housing
Grinding with my family through the struggle hold ’em down regardless
Mama daddy kicked me out at fifteen while I’m renegading
Roaches, rats, and ants inside my pantry can’t leave food around here
Two days later HPD pulled up and questioned aunty Trish
One night we robbed the Asian lady let the police on pursuit
Never snitch betrayed the family but she always told my granny
Roaches, rats, and ants inside my pantry can’t leave food around here
[Hook]
Hookers, strippers, crackheads, robbers, trappers all in public housing
He too old for that my granny said the streets gone’ take him under
[Hook]
My cousin Pooh was Auntie’s older son that nigga never listened
Uncle Bo was stealing from my granny can’t leave shit around here
Always hitting places when I’m jugging with my older brother
Bo was damn near 50 posted on the block with all the youngsters
Aunty Trish was sleep’, I stole her car and when I’m servin’, robbin’
Then my brother Ju moved in he fresh up out the penitentiary

Jimmy Wopo – Bench Boy

I’ma put her to the test, can you pass that?
Lost a couple friends, I won’t do it again

Explain me like I’m getting divorced
You can bet it’s just from building
Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
BMG, we in the street
She a star, I’ma grant her wish
Bought a MAC10, shawty spent bands
She ain’t bad I ain’t payin’ shit
I ain’t sayin’ shit
I came with you, I need a Porsche

[Hook]
Bench boy, you ain’t getting in
[Hook]
How you kick and you ain’t flipping, where that stash at?

Bench boy, you ain’t getting in
Leave around a hundred cash, can you have that?
I’m the one out of the million
Bench boy, you ain’t getting in
Dirty money, paparazzi brought the feds with ’em
You ain’t scoring, you just play the bench
You ain’t scoring, you just play the bench
Hundred fifty, twenties, fifties, hundreds
And I collect it how it coming
Who gon’ stop me from getting this money?
I came from serving work and dealing
You ain’t scoring, you just play the bench
Bench boy you’re on the porch

You ain’t scoring, you just play the bench
She a star, I’ma grant her wish
Bench boy, you ain’t getting in
But I ain’t paying shit
I’m a blessing, thank you lord
If she ain’t a ten, I ain’t tryna spend
He keep it one, I keep it a million
They always trying without support
Bench boy, you ain’t getting it
Bench boy, you ain’t getting in
She a star, I’ma grant her wish
She ain’t bad I ain’t payin’ shit
I provide her that Brazilian
I won’t lose again
They be hating, just a little criticism
You ain’t scoring, you just play the bench
You ain’t scoring, you just playin’ the bench
[Verse 1]
[Hook]
Bench boy, you ain’t getting in
She from twerking, stripping, stealing
And I can’t stop ’cause time keep running
On the stage or on the court
[Intro]
[Verse 2]
Stevie on the beat
Kiss my bands baby, I be blowing kisses to ’em
If they ain’t a ten, I ain’t tryna spend
Bench boy, you will never win
You ain’t scoring, you just playin’ the bench
You ain’t scoring, you just playin’ the bench
If she bad, buy that bag, you can have that
You ain’t scoring, you just play the bench
She ain’t bad I ain’t payin’ shit
I got sack, I got seg on ’em
Bench boy, you will never win

Jennifer Lopez – Mírate (At Billboard Latin Awards) (Live)

Tan solo mírame
Ay mírate
Buscando un atajo para volver a mirarte
Pensando que todo fue fácil
Llorándote sabiendo que ya es tarde
Perderlo en silencio
Que mucho me ha costado vestirme con todo y sombrero
Calleron hojas en mi pecho
Buscando un atajo para volver
Preguntas que pienso de cada palabra
Y siento que el viento ya me da en la cara

Tan solo mírame
Llorándote sabiendo que ya es tarde
Creyendo que yo no soy frágil
Pero se te paso el invierno
Pensando que todo fue fácil
Buscando un atajo para volver a mirarte
Diciendo el mismo libreto que algún día te conté
Sólo mírame
Me fueron sanando
Buscándote
Sólo mírame
Ahora respiro y me recupero
Solo mírate
Solo mírate
Pensando que todo fue fácil

Creyendo que yo no soy frágil
Ya aquí no hay nada
Como solías hacerlo antes

Si sabes que yo te esperaba
Tú crees que ya no duermo
Creyendo que yo no soy frágil
Buscándome
Solo mírate
Para pedirme que vuelva si en verdad
Te escucho y te siento
Tan solo mírame
Tan solo mírame

Diciendo el mismo libreto que algún día te conté
Diciendo el mismo libreto que algún día te conté

Y apareces sin aviso
Y así te fui olvidando
Recuerdo que puedo ir soñando y detener mañana
Tan solo mírate
Buscándome
Tan solo mírame
Llorándote sabiendo que ya es tarde
Sólo mírame

Ingrid Michaelson – Celebrate (feat. AJR)

[Chorus]
[Pre-Chorus]
This is my throwback song

[Chorus]
This is my throw
Lying in my bed going what if, what if
[Pre-Chorus]
Radio up, how you color me bad
[Chorus]
Oh everybody’s got that window down
Everybody celebrate
We all got the same hearts
Celebrate
This is my throwback song
This is the feel that turns me on
Everybody cele-brate
Everybody cele-brate
This is that music that makes me better
Sitting in my mom’s old minivan
This is that music that makes me better
Living up the days like they’re never gonna change
The ones that we used to know
It’s just like the ones
This is the music that makes me better
This is my throw

Summertime, turn it up, sing-a-long

[Verse 1: Ingrid Michaelson]
This is my throwback song
So celebrate
[Bridge: Ingrid Michaelson]
Oh everybody’s got that window down
It’s just like the ones
Well what if I just don’t care?
Old school days, I miss those old school songs
Celebrate
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh everybody, everybody celebrate
Oh everybody, everybody celebrate
Everybody cele-brate

Celebrate

This is the feel that turns me on
It’s just like the ones
Truth or dare with Jimmy Clark (who?)
So celebrate
Celebrate
You do you, I’ll do me
Celebrate
I just miss the way we used to sing
This is the feel that turns me on
I hate to say it’s been too long
Truth or dare with Jimmy Clark
It didn’t stay like that
Celebrate
The ones that we used to know
Oh everybody, everybody celebrate
Summertime, turn it up, sing-a-long
Celebrate
Oh everybody, everybody celebrate
Everybody cele-brate

Oh everybody’s got that window down
Everybody cele-brate

Celebrate
In the basement after dark
Celebrate
Summertime, turn it up, sing-a-long
Beat, beat, beat, beat, beating
[Chorus]
The ones that we used to know
Let me take you there
Oh everybody, everybody celebrate

This is my throw
Oh everybody, everybody celebrate
Everybody cele-brate
So, so celebrate
[Verse 2: Adam Brett & Ingrid Michaelson]
Celebrate
In the basement after dark

Kygo & Ellie Goulding – First Time

Speed speed, speed speed oh oh…
Re: Stacks on the playback

We were young and now I’m older
The middle finger was our peace sign, yeah
But I’d do it all again
We were lovers for the first time

Speed speed, speed speed oh oh…
We were under, we were over
Burning down the bridges to our empire

[Verse 1]
But I’d do it all again
I’d do it all again (oh)
Your dad’s black Honda was a Maybach (oh)
I’d do it all again (oh)
We were young and now I’m older
[Pre-Chorus]
Way back, when we tried our first cigarettes (oh)
Running all the red lights
[Chorus]
Getting drunk on a train track
Started off as a wildfire
Getting drunk on a train track
Smoking and inhaling every moment
We were lovers on a wild ride
[Post-Chorus]
We were high and we were sober
Bought my jacket and a snapback
We were high and we were sober

Our love was something they could admire, yeah, yeah
It was reckless and we owned it, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
We were sipping on emotions
Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh…
I’d do it all again (oh)
Bought my jacket and a snapback

Speed speed, speed speed oh oh…
Ten dollars was a fat stack
Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh…
Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh…
Re: Stacks on the playback
[Pre-Chorus]
Come until the end of our time, yeah
Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh…
[Chorus]
We were under, we were over
Your dad’s black Honda was a Maybach (oh)
Stack stack, stack stack, oh oh…
Speeding for the finish line
I’d do it all again (oh)
Ten dollars was a fat stack
Speed speed, speed speed oh oh…
Way back, when we tried our first cigarettes (oh)

Hailee Steinfeld – Most Girls

Most girls are smart and strong and beautiful
Some girls, kiss new lips every single night
Most girls
You know some days you feel so good in your own skin
You know some days you feel so good in your own skin
I wanna be like, I wanna be like, most girls
Some girls, wear jeans so tight, ’cause it feels so right, yeah
Most girls, work hard, go far, we are unstoppable
‘Cause you look greatest when you feel like a damn queen
I wanna be like, I wanna be like, most girls
[Pre-Chorus]
Most girls are smart and strong and beautiful
Some girls, nothin’ but sweatpants, looking like a princess
I wanna be like, I wanna be like

Most girls, our fight to make every day
We’re all just playing a game in a way, trying to win at life
Most girls, yeah
I wanna be like, I wanna be like
No two are the same
[Chorus]
Some girls, feel best in their tiny dresses
I wanna be like
No two are the same
Wanna be, wanna be, wanna be
[Pre-Chorus]
I wanna be like, I wanna be like, most girls
Some girls, every day searching, keep the page turning
‘Cause you look greatest when you feel like a damn queen
I wanna be like, I wanna be like
Most girls, our fight to make every day
I wanna be like, I wanna be like
We’re all just playing a game in a way, trying to win at life

I wanna be like, I wanna be like
Most girls, work hard, go far, we are unstoppable
I wanna be like, I wanna be like, most girls
[Chorus]
I wanna be like, I wanna be like
[Verse 1]

But it’s okay if you wanna change the body that you came in
Most girls
I wanna be like, I wanna be like
They’re stayin’ out late cause they just celebrating life

Most girls, our fight to make every day
No two are the same
Some girls, like to keep their physique real private
I wanna be like, I wanna be like
[Verse 2]
But it’s okay if you wanna change the body that you came in
[Bridge]

I wanna be like
[Chorus]

I wanna be like, I wanna be like, most girls
Sleepin’ in late cause they just celebrating life

H.E.R. – Say It Again

I won’t say it again
Oh you know I don’t get naughty for anybody
And I won’t say it again

Time to time
Oh you know I don’t get naughty for anybody
No more talking
Let me feed you
You say it’s food for thought
‘Cause want it now

You had a lot to say
Even though this ain’t the first time
What you been asking
It’s the preview
And I won’t say it again
I won’t say it again
I ain’t gon’ say it again
I’m gonna throw it back like yesterday
‘Cause I want it
I won’t say it again
[Verse 1]
You can use that mouth in other ways

Even though this ain’t the first time
Into actions
I ain’t say it again
I won’t say it again

[Verse 2]

I had a lot to say
[Outro]
I hit all the notes that I know you like
We’re already here so turn off the lights, yeah
Now…
Time to time
Into actions
What you been asking
I’ve been talking
I want it now
Oh you know I don’t get naughty for anybody
I tell you one time
This ain’t even the half
Baby, give me all of that ego
[Chorus]
And I want it now
Oh you know I don’t get naughty for anybody
We go
You know I’m a pro when I’m on the mic

Show tonight
I won’t say it again
I won’t say it again

[Chorus]
I tell you one time

Foster The People – Doing It For The Money

Get what we can
So close your eyes
We live our lives
Let them know that we are
When you can’t see the light
I said it doesn’t matter where I go
There’s no retreat and no escape
You better learn to shoot or learn to duck
[Chorus]
Yeah, we’re not wasting time
It’s time to leave the future with the past
Doing it for the money
We live our lives

[Chorus 1]
Doing it for the money
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Well it’s a silicone rush
I am calling all the poets in the battle
If we can dream then why are we wide awake?

Mostly it’s another fight
Doing it for the money
[Chorus]
Get what we can
Doing it for the money
Yeah, we’re not wasting time
We gotta strike a match and light the fuse
We’re gonna run this light
[Bridge]
Yeah, we’re not wasting time
So close your eyes
We’re gonna run this light

We’re not doing it for the money
We’re gonna get, gonna get
Doing it for the money
Get what we can
I am shouting to the world
So close your eyes
We’re not doing it for the money
Is it wrong to rock the booze?
We’re gonna run this light
[Verse 2]
Doing it for the money
When we can’t see the light
Not afraid to step into the fight
[Pre-Chorus 1]
We’re gonna get, gonna get
The winner starts kill switch
Baby, we lost our minds
Doing it for the money
[Verse 1]
When it’s slowly coming after you
We’re not doing it for the money
I am never going to change who I am
We are shouting to the world
I won’t bend under the pressure
Doing it for the money

I said it doesn’t matter where I go
Baby, we lost our minds
Doing it for the money
Let them know that we won’t
And I’m addicted
We’re gonna run this light
Saying what I want to
I am calling all the prophets into the battle
The pleasure comes with pain too
Now I’m never looking back
Doing it for the money
We’re not doing it for the money
I don’t understand it
I said it doesn’t matter where I go

Get what we can
Baby, we lost our minds
We’re gonna get, gonna get
Be afraid to step into the fight
[Chorus]
Doing it for the money
I am staring down the barrel of a gun
Yeah, we’re not wasting time
We live our lives
But if you die I’m a soldier up
When my back’s on the ropes
We live our lives
We’re gonna get, gonna get
Just close your eyes

Baby, we lost our minds

Doing it for the money

Chris Stapleton – Second One To Know

And if you ever change your mind
Rather die before I treat you bad

Wanna leave my love behind
Hold up my right hand
Yeah, the second one to know
Yeah, the second one to know
Don’t ever tell me that crime don’t pay
‘Cause I don’t want to lose this thing we have
I would have given it to you anyway
Never let anything that hot get cold
Is to treat me the same way, too

Just let me be the second one to know
Want you to understand
Don’t put my love on your back burner
That was the easy part
And if you ever change your mind
And if you ever change your mind

Never let anything that hot get cold
Never let anything that hot get cold
First you stole my heart
Now that it’s in your hands
Want to leave my love behind
Swear to the Promised Land
Just let me be the second one to know
Want to leave my love behind
Don’t put my love on your back burner
Yeah, the second one to know
All I ask from you
Don’t put my love on your back burner
Just let me be the second one to know

Fuel – Shimmer

I never really know
All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade

And I’m somewhere in between
We’re here and now, but will we ever be again
It’s too far away for me to hold
Just when I was low, feeling short of stable
Strawberry surprise, pink linen and white paper
[Chorus]

She says that love is for fools who fall behind

And all that she intends
And can I be a friend, we’ll forget the past
And I break at the bend
And all she keeps inside, isn’t on the label
But maybe I’m not able
Lavender and cream
‘Cause I have found
Fields of butterflies, reality escapes her
She dreams a champagne dream
‘Til I break at the bend
Guess I’ll let it go
[chorus]
She calls me from the cold
It’s too far away…
Away again
A killer from a savior
And can she take me for awhile?
She says she’s ashamed

Daughtry – Waiting For Superman

Making a wish on a passing car
Waiting for Superman to pick her up
She’s waiting for Superman
She’s dancing with strangers, she’s falling apart
In his arms, In his arms
Show her love and climbing through the air
She’s dancing with strangers, falling apart
She’s dancing with strangers, she’s falling apart
And she smiles, oh the way she smiles
Left without a kiss

To lift her up and take her anywhere

She’s been chasing an answer
She’s just watching the clouds roll by and they spell her name like Lois Lane
In his arms, In his arms
She says…Yeah, he’s still coming, just a little bit late
She’s talking to angels, she’s counting the stars
Save her now before it’s too late tonight
She’s talking to angels, counting the stars
She’s waiting for Superman
He got stuck at the Five and Dime saving the day”
She says…If life was a movie, then it wouldn’t end like this
She’s out on the corner trying to catch a glimpse
Waiting for Superman to pick her up

Making a wish on a passing car

She’s waiting for Superman
To lift her up and take her anywhere
In his arms, In his arms
Nothing’s making sense
Waiting for Superman
Show her love and climbing through the air
Save her now before it’s too late tonight
And she smiles
Oh, like a speeding light
She’s watching the taxi driver, he pulls away

A sign lost in the abyss, this Metropolis
He got stuck at the laundromat washing his cape”
Still, she smiles, the way she smiles, yeah

She’s been locked up inside her apartment a hundred days

She’s talking to angels, she’s counting the stars
Making a wish on a passing car
She says, “Yeah, he’s still coming, just a little bit late
Waiting for Superman to pick her up

Guns N’ Roses – Welcome To The Jungle

Welcome to the jungle we got fun and games
So down, so down, so down, yeah
You can taste the bright lights but you won’t get there for free

I’m gonna watch you plead
Jungle welcome to the jungle
You learn to live like an animal in the jungle where we play
Watch it bring you to you

In the jungle welcome to the jungle
If you got the money honey we got your disease
If you want it you’re gonna bleed but it’s the price you pay
If you got a hunger for what you see you’ll take it eventually
In the jungle, welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your sha na na na na knees knees
We got everything you want honey, we know the names
It’s gonna bring you down, ha!!
Feel my, my, my my serpentine
And you’re a very sexy girl very hard to please
You know where you are?
Feel my, my, my, my serpentine
Welcome to the jungle it gets worse here everyday
You’re in the jungle baby, you gonna dieee
I,I wanna hear you scream
We are the people that can find whatever you may need

Welcome to the jungle we take it day by day
Down in the jungle welcome to the jungle

I wanna watch you bleed
In the jungle, welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your sha na na na na knees knees
Watch it bring you to your sha na na na na knees knees
In the jungle welcome to the jungle

You can have everything you want but you better not take it from me
In the jungle welcome to the jungle
And when you’re high you never ever want to come down
Watch it bring you to your sha na na na na knees knees

Dire Straits – Money For Nothing

We gotta install microwave ovesns
We gotta install microwave ovens
Now look at them yo-yo’s that’s the way you do it
Now that ain’t workin’ that’s the way you do it
Money for nothin’ and chicks for free
We gotta move these colour TV’s, Lord
We gotta move these colour TV’s
Man we could have some fun
Look at that mama, she got it stickin’ in the camera
Lemme tell ya them guys ain’t dumb
Now that ain’t workin’ that’s the way you do it

We gotta move these refrigerators
That little faggot got his own jet airplane

We gotta install microwave ovens
That ain’t workin’ that’s the way you do it

Money for nothin’ and chicks for free
Bangin’ on the bongoes like a chimpanzee
Get your money for nothin’ get your chicks for free
And he’s up there, what’s that? Hawaiian noises?
I shoulda learned to play the guitar
Maybe get a blister on your thumb
That little faggot he’s a millionaire
Custom kitchens deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
Maybe get a blister on your little finger

You play the guitar on the MTV
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV’s
Custom kitchen deliveries
That ain’t workin’ that’s the way you do it
Money for nothin’ and your chicks for free

Yeah buddy that’s his own hair
You play the guitar on the MTV
Custom kitchen deliveries
I shoulda learned to play them drums
See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup
That ain’t workin’ that’s the way you do it

Phil Collins – One More Night

I will always be with you
One more night ’cause I can’t wait forever
Oh, oh, oh
Give me one more night, give me just one more night
Give me just one more night, oh just one more night
Oh one more night, ’cause I can’t wait forever
Oh, oh, oh
Oh one more night ’cause I can’t wait forever
I will follow you
Give me one more night, give me just one more night
But if you change your mind you know that I’ll be here
One more night
Oh one more night, ’cause I can’t wait forever
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
One more night
Give me just one more night, give me just one more night
I’ve been trying ooh so long to let you know
I’ve been sitting here so long
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
So I can make you see
Like a river to the sea
Oh one more night, ’cause I can’t wait forever
And I was wondering should I call you
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
And maybe we both can learn
Let you know how I feel
Oh, oh, oh
Give me one more night
Oh, oh, oh
I know there’ll never be a time you’ll ever feel the same
Oh, oh, oh
Wasting time, just staring at the phone
Oh one more night, ’cause I can’t wait forever
Oh one more night, ’cause I can’t wait forever
Please give me one more night
Please give me one more night, give me just one more night
And if I stumble if I fall, just help me back
Oh, oh, oh
Give me just one more night, give me just one more night
Oh, oh, oh
Please give me one more night, oh just one more night
Oh, oh, oh
And I know it’s only words
And if you sail away
Oh, oh, oh
Then I thought maybe you’re not alone
Oh just one more night, ’cause I can’t wait forever

U2 – Gloria

Gloria exultate
Gloria, [?]
I try to stand up
And I try to sing this song, I
Give it to you
But I can’t find the door
Gloria exultate
You’re standing there

Gloria, Gloria
Gloria in te domine
Oh Lord, loosen my lips, loosen my
Gloria in te domine
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You let me in

Gloria in te domine
I, I’d give it to you, to you
Two-three-four, oh
The door is open
I try to get in
But I can’t find my feet
Adam Clayton
And I try to sing this song, I
Gloria, [?]
Gloria in te domine

Gloria, gloria
Gloria in te domine

This is The Edge
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh Lord, if I had anything
Oh, oh, oh, oh
But only in you I’m complete
Hey, this is Red Rocks
Gloria, oh, oh
I try, I try to speak up
Gloria, [?]

Anything at all, I’d give it to you
Gloria, gloria