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Ed Sheeran – Perfect Symphony (feat. Andrea Bocelli)

[Verse 1: Ed Sheeran]
I found a love for me
Oh darling, just dive right in and follow my lead
Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet
Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me
‘Cause we were just kids when we fell in love
Not knowing what it was
I will not give you up this time
But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own
And in your eyes, you’re holding mine

[Chorus: Ed Sheeran]
Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favourite song
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

[Verse 2: Andrea Bocelli]
Sei la mia donna
La forza delle onde del mare
Cogli i miei sogni e i miei segreti molto di più
Spero che un giorno, l’amore che ci ha accompagnato
Diventi casa, la mia famiglia, diventi noi
E siamo sempre bambini ma
Nulla è impossibile
Stavolta non ti lascerò
Mi baci piano ed io torno ad esistere
E nel tuo sguardo crescerò

[Chorus 2: Andrea Bocelli]
Ballo con te, nell’oscurità
Stretti forte e poi, a piedi nudi noi
Dentro la nostra musica
Ti ho guardato ridere e sussurando ho detto:
"Tu stasera, vedi, sei perfetta per me"

[Chorus 3: Ed Sheeran & Andrea Bocelli]
Ballo con te, nell’oscurità
Stretti forte e poi, a piedi nudi noi
Dentro la nostra musica
Ho creduto sempre in noi
Perché sei un angelo e io ti ho aspettato
Quanto ti ho aspettato
Perché tu stasera sei perfetta per me

Timbaland – Grab The Wheel (feat. 6Lack)

[Intro]
Girl, I got a lot that’s goin’ on
If I’m trippin’, tell me what I’m doin’ wrong
Grab the wheel, take the wheel
Grab the wheel, take the wheel, yeah

[Verse 1]
First one just couldn’t touch me for shit
Last one just wasn’t a good fit
She know that I’m here to replace her nigga
Tearin’ her up somethin’
Usually she don’t, tonight she fuck some

[Pre-Chorus]
She say, "You a really special kinda nigga"
But show it, don’t tell it, yeah
Hit me on my cellular
We can just vibe, just tell me when you’re ready, yeah
Ayy, I’m lookin’ for you
Roll another tube, blow it to the roof
Fuckin’ in the coupe
Vroom, vroom, vroom
I said vroom, vroom

[Chorus]
I need you to grab the wheel
Tryna chill, but, you make it hard for me for real (woo)
I need you to grab the wheel, hell yeah
Grab the wheel (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I need you to put it in reverse
Risk it all if that’s what it’s worth
Grab the wheel, take the wheel
Grab the wheel, take the wheel, yeah

[Verse 2]
First one wasn’t aggressive enough
Second one said all the wrong stuff
Don’t think that I’m here to rebuild you, no
I came to just slide
You think too much
Stop thinkin’, just drive

[Pre-Chorus]
She say, "You a really special kinda nigga"
But show it, don’t tell it, yeah
Hit me on my cellular
We can just vibe, just tell me when you’re ready, yeah
Ayy, I’m lookin’ for you
Roll another tube, blow it to the roof
Fuckin’ in the coupe
Vroom, vroom, vroom
I said vroom, vroom

[Chorus]
I need you to grab the wheel
Tryna chill, but, you make it hard for me for real
I need you to grab the wheel, hell yeah
Grab the wheel (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

[Outro]
I need you to make a decision because I can’t
Do what’s best for you and stop thinkin’ ’bout what I think
Grab the wheel, grab the wheel like a NASCAR
Grab the wheel, but don’t swerve it ’cause it’s a fast car
If you want it it then you take it, don’t want it, then let me know
Feelin’ real compressed, I got shit that I wanna show
Grab the wheel, grab the wheel
Grab the wheel, yeah
Grab the wheel, grab the wheel, grab the wheel, grab the wheel
Grab the wheel
Grab the wheel
Grab the wheel

LION BABE – Rockets (feat. Moe Moks)

[Intro: Jillian Hervey & Moe Moks]
We live, we live
We live, we live young

[Verse 1: Jillian Hervey]
Fly high like I’m NASA
Pull my hips like the salsa
I’m like butter on a lobster
We live, we live
Got me singin’ like I’m Chaka
Ooh I’m workin’ in mi casa
Young queen Cleopatra

[Pre-Chorus: Jillian Hervey & Moe Moks]
We live, we live
We live, we live young
We live, we live
We live, we live young

[Chorus: Jillian Hervey]
All these spaceships and rockets (high)
Got me feelin’ high (high)
On my spaceship I’m rockin’ (high)
Fall into the sky (high)
Fall into the sky
Fall into the sky
Fall into the sky
Fall into the sky

[Verse 2: Moe Moks]
Congo, wear my rasta
Merengue with a [?]
We eat fishes with the pasta
We live, we live
Been feelin’ like a popstar
Heavy drinks, I’m a rockstar
The young king with the roadster

[Pre-Chorus: Jillian Hervey & Moe Moks]
We live, we live
We live, we live young
We live, we live
We live, we live young

[Chorus: Jillian Hervey]
All these spaceships and rockets (high)
Got me feelin’ high (high)
On my spaceship I’m rockin’ (high)
Fall into the sky (high)
Fall into the sky
Fall into the sky
Fall into the sky
Fall into the sky

[Outro: Jillian Hervey & Moe Moks]
We live, we live
High, high
High, high
I just want y’all to chill to record
We live, we live young
[?] to this
We live, we live
[?] to this
We live, we live young
Sex and [?] to this
We live, we live
We live, we live young
We live, we live
We live, we live young
All these spaceships and rockets
High, high
High, high

Reba McEntire – I’ll Be Home For Christmas

I’m dreaming tonight of the place I love
Even more then I usually do
And although I know it’s a long road back
This I promise you

Well, I’ll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
So please have snow and lots of mistletoe
And presents under the tree

Oh Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love life is
I’ll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams

You know Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love life is
Darling I’ll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
Oh if only in my dreams

Eminem – Won’t Back Down (feat. Skylar Grey) (On Radio 1) (Live)

[Hook: Pink]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can hold all the cards
But I won’t back down
Oh no, I won’t back down, oh no

[Verse 1: Eminem]
Cadillac Sevilles, coupe DeVilles
Brain-dead rims, yeah, stupid wheels
Girl, I’m too for real, lose your tooth-and-nail
Tryna fight it, try to deny it, stupid you will feel
What I do, I do at will
Shootin’ from the hip, yeah boy, I shoot to kill
Half a breath left on my death-bed
Screaming, “F that!” – yeah, super-ill
Baby, what the deal? We can chill
Split a half a pill and a Happy Meal
Fuck a steak slut, I’ll cut my toes off
And step on the receipt ‘fore I foot the bill
Listen, garden tool, don’t make me introduce you
To my power tool, you know the fuckin’ drill
How you douchebags feel knowin’ you’re disposable?
Summer’s Eve, Massengill
Shady’s got the mass appeal
Baby, crank the shit, ’cause it’s your goddamn jam
You said that you want your punchlines a little more compact—well, shorty, I’m that man
These other cats ain’t metaphorically where I’m at, man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium
And said: “Settle your fuckin’ ass down!
I’m ready for combat, man!”
Get it? Calm Batman, nah
Ain’t nobody who’s as bomb and as nuts
Lines are like Mom’s CAT-scans
‘Cause they fuckin’ go bananas
Honey, I applaud that ass
Swear to God, man, these broads can’t dance
Ma, show them how it’s done
Spaz like a goddamn Taz, yeah

[Hook: Pink]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can hold all the cards
But I won’t back down
Oh no, I won’t back down, oh no

[Verse 2: Eminem]
Girl, shake that ass like a donkey with Parkinson’s
Make like Michael J. Fox is in your drawers
Playin’ with an etch-a-sketch
Bet you that you’ll never guess
Who’s knockin’ at your door, people hit the floors
Yeah, tonight, ladies, you gonna get divorced
Girl, forget remorse, I’ma hit you broads
With Chris’s force like you pissed him off
Talented with the tongue, mothafucka
You ain’t got a lick in yours
Hittin’ licks like I’m robbin’ liquor stores
Makin’ cash registers shit their drawers
Think you spit the rawest?
I’m an uncooked slab of beef layin’ on your kitchen floor
In other words, I’m off the meat rack
Bring the beat back, bring in two extension cords
I’ma measure my dick—shit, I need six inches more
Fuck, my dick’s big, bitch, need I remind you
That I don’t need the fuckin’ swine flu to be a sick pig?
You’re addicted, I’m dope
I’m the longest needle around here—need a fix, ock?
I’m the big shot—get it, dick-snots?
You’re just small pokes, little pricks
Girl, you think that other prick’s hot?
I’ll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
Before I sit back and let him get hotter
Better call the cops on him quick, fast
Shady’s right back on your bitch-ass
White trash with a half a six-pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitch attached to the back, dispatch

[Hook: Pink]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can hold all the cards
But I won’t back down
Oh no, I won’t back down, oh no

[Verse 3: Eminem]
Bitch, am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rappin’?
Does a bird chirp? Does Lil’ Wayne slurp ‘zurp
‘Til he burps and smoke purp?
Does a word search get circles wrapped around it
Like you do when I come through?
I’d like you to remind yourself of what the fuck I can do
When I’m on the mic
Oh, you’re the kind of girl that I could take a likin’ to
Psych! I’m spikin’ you like a football
Been this way since I stood a foot tall
You’re a good catch with a shitty spouse
Got a pretty mouth and a good jaw
Give me good brain, watch the wood-grain
Don’t want no cum stain—bitch, you listenin’?
Tryin’ to turn me down, slut, I’m talkin’ to you
Turn me back up! Are you insane?!
Tryin’ to talk over me in the car
Shut the fuck up while my shit’s playin’!
I’m a shit stain on the underwear of life
What’s the saying? Where there’s thunder, there is light-
-ning and they say that it never strikes twice in the same place, so how the fuck have I been hit six times
In three different locations on four separate occasions?
And you can bet your stankin’ ass
That I’ve come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the road, took the psycho path
Poison Ivy wouldn’t have me thinkin’ rash
So hit the dance-floor, cutie, while I do my duty
On this microphone; shake your booty, shorty!
I’m the shit—why you think Proof used to call me "Doody"?

[Hook: Pink]
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can hold all the cards
But I won’t back down
Oh no, I won’t back down, oh no

Eminem – Berzerk (On Radio 1) (Live)

[Verse 1]
Now this shit’s about to kick off, this party looks wack
Let’s take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch
I’m bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back
That’s why my pen needs a pad cause my rhymes on the ra-aag
Just like I did with addiction I’m ’bout to kick it
Like a magician, critics I turn to crickets
Got em still on the fence whether to picket
But quick to get it impaled when I tell ’em stick it
So sick I’m looking pale, oh that’s my pigment
Bout to go ham, ya bish, shout out to Kendrick
Let’s bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch
The art of MCing mixed with da Vinci and MC Ren
And I don’t mean Stimpy’s friend, bitch
Been public enemy since you thought PE was gym, bitch

[Bridge]
Kick your shoes off
Let your hair down and (go berserk) all night long
Grow your beard out
Just weird out and (go berserk) all night long

[Hook]
We’re gonna rock this house until we knock it down
So turn the volume loud, cause it’s mayhem ’til the a.m.
So baby make just like K-Fed and let yourself go, let yourself go
Say fuck it before we kick the bucket
Life’s too short to not go for broke
So everybody, everybody (go berserk) grab your vile, yeah

[Verse 2]
Guess it’s just the way that I’m dressed, ain’t it?
Khakis pressed, Nike shoes crispy and fresh laced, so I guess it ain’t
That aftershave or cologne that made them just faint
Plus I showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint
So if love is a chess game, check mate
But girl your body’s banging, jump me in, dang – bang-bang
Yessiree Bob I was thinking the same thing
So come get on this Kid’s rock, baw-wit-da-baw dang-dang
P-p-p pow-pow, chicka, bow, chicka, wow-wow
Got your gal blowing up a val-v-v-v-val-valve
Ain’t slowing down, throw in the towel, t-t-tow-towel
Dumb it down, I don’t know how (huh-huh) how-how
At least I know that I don’t know
Question is are you bozos smart enough to feel stupid
Hope so, now ho…

[Bridge]
Kick your shoes off
Let your hair down and (go berserk) all night long
Grow your beard out
Just weird out and (go berserk) all night long

[Hook]
We’re gonna rock this house until we knock it down
So turn the volume loud, cause it’s mayhem ’til the a.m.
So crank the bass up like crazy and let yourself go, let yourself go
I say fuck it before we kick the bucket
Life’s too short to not go for broke
So everybody, everybody (go berzerk) get your vinyls

[Verse 3]
They say that love is powerful as cough syrup in Styrofoam
All I know is I fell asleep and woke up in that Monte Carlo
With the ugly Kardashian, Lamar, oh sorry yo
We done both set the bar low
Far as hard drugs are though
That’s the past, but I done did enough codeine to knock Future into tomorrow
And girl I ain’t got no money to borrow
But I am trying to find a way to get you alone (car note)
Oh, Marshall Mathers
Shit head with a potty mouth, get the bar of soap lathered
Kangols and Carhartt-less Cargos
Girl you’re fixing to get your heart broke
Don’t be absurd, ma’am
You birdbrain baby I ain’t called anybody baby since Birdman
(Unless you’re a swallow)
Word, Rick, word man you heard, but don’t be discouraged girl
This is your jam, unless you got toe jam

[Bridge]
Kick your shoes off
Let your hair down and (go berserk) all night long
Grow your beard out
Just weird out and (go berserk) all night long

[Hook]
We’re gonna rock this house until we knock it down
So turn the volume loud, cause it’s mayhem ’til the a.m.
So baby make just like K-Fed and let yourself go, let yourself go
Say fuck it before we kick the bucket
Life’s too short to not go for broke
So everybody, everybody (go berserk) grab your vile, yeah

ASAP Ferg – Plain Jane (Remix) (feat. Nicki Minaj)

[Intro: Nicki Minaj & A$AP Ferg]
Young Money
Ayo Ferg
Yeah

[Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Ride with the mob, Alhamdulillah
Check in with me and do your job
Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Yamborghini chain, rest in peace to my superior
Hermès link could feed a village in Liberia
TMZ taking pictures, causin’ mad hysteria
Momma see me on BET and started tearin’ up
I’mma start killin’ niggas, how you get that trife?
I attended Harlem picnics where you risked your life
Uncle used to skim work, sellin’ nicks at night
I was only 8 years old, watching Nick at Nite
Uncle Psycho was in that bathroom buggin’!
Knife to his guts hope Daddy don’t cut him
Suicidal thoughts brought to me with no advisory
He was pitchin’ dummy, sellin’ fiends mad ivory
Grandma had the arthritis in her hands, bad!
She was poppin’ pills like rappers in society
I fuck yo bitch for the irony
I’ll send Meechy at yo hoe if yo bitch keep eyein’ me

[Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Ride with the mob, Alhamdulillah
Check in with me and do your job
Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane
Ride with the mob, Alhamdulillah
Check in with me and do your job
Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane

[Post-Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Suck a nigga dick or somethin’ (Yeah)
Suck a nigga dick or somethin’ (You already know, Harlem)
Suck a nigga dick or somethin’ (Queens)
Suck a nigga dick or somethin’ (Queens for the Kings of the Queens)

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Ayo, I’ma explain why you probably never see me
I push a Lamborghini, chocha magic like Houdini
My body shaped like Jeannie, booty dreamy, waist is teeny
Yes, I told him to get TIDAL so he stream me when he leave me
I go hard in the booth, Biggie vibes, gimme the loot
I’m a classy millionaire, bitches ain’t got the couth
C-O-U-T-H ’cause you can’t spell it either
If I call him then he comin’ home running, Derek Jeter
Bitches must be eatin’ ass because I swear they’re bottom feeders
Hoe, you know that you my son, I shoulda scrapped you as a fetus
All these bitches rockin’ inches ’cause they followin’ the leader
I should switch it up on hoes and rock a Afro like Lupita’s
I don’t keep up with the Joneses but I do know Catherine Zeta
I’m with Candice, TT, Thembi, and Viola, mi amiga
Rap bitches they gotta check in with the Queen
I’m the Alpha, the Omega, everything in between, uh

[Hook: Nicki Minaj]
Ride with Minaj, mmh Mashallah
Check in with me, then do your job
Queen is the name, Rafaello did the chain
This is Monse, patty Plain Jane
Ride with Minaj, mmh Mashallah
Check in with me, then do your job
Queen is the name, Rafaello did the chain
This is Monse, patty Plain Jane

[Post-Hook: Nicki Minaj]
Eat a Barbie ass or somethin’
Eat a Barbie ass or somethin’
Eat a Barbie ass or somethin’
Eat a Barbie ass or somethin’

[Outro: Nicki Minaj, A$AP Ferg, & Kirk Knight]
Brrt
Kirk Kneezy on the beat
Yo, you know this here for the city, nigga
Gold chains, Plain Janes, and all that ’cause…

SZA – The Weekend (Calvin Harris Funk Wav Remix)

There are many ways to say, ‘I love you’
There are many ways to say, ‘I care about you’
Many ways, many ways
Many ways to say, ‘I love you’

There are many ways to say, ‘I love you’
Just by being there when things are sad and scary
Just by being there, being there
Being there to say, ‘I love you’

Cleaning up a room can say, ‘I love you’
Hanging up a coat before you’re asked to do it
Drawing special pictures for the holidays
And making plays

You’ll find many ways to say, ‘I love you’
You’ll find many ways to understand what love is
Many ways, many ways
Many ways to say, ‘I love you’

Sylvan Esso – There Are Many Ways To Say I Love You

There are many ways to say, ‘I love you’
There are many ways to say, ‘I care about you’
Many ways, many ways
Many ways to say, ‘I love you’

There are many ways to say, ‘I love you’
Just by being there when things are sad and scary
Just by being there, being there
Being there to say, ‘I love you’

Cleaning up a room can say, ‘I love you’
Hanging up a coat before you’re asked to do it
Drawing special pictures for the holidays
And making plays

You’ll find many ways to say, ‘I love you’
You’ll find many ways to understand what love is
Many ways, many ways
Many ways to say, ‘I love you’

Stormzy – Blinded By Your Grace (feat. MNEK) (Pt. 2)

I’m blinded by your grace
I’m blinded by your grace, by your grace
I’m blinded by your grace
I’m blinded by your
Lord, I’ve been broken
Although I’m not worthy
You fixed me, I’m blinded
By your grace
You came and saved me
Lord, I’ve been broken
Although I’m not worthy
You fixed me, now I’m blinded
By your grace
You came and saved me
One time for the Lord
And one time for the cause
And one round of applause
One time for Fraser T Smith on the chords
I feel we got one
I stay prayed up then I get the job done
Yeah I’m Abigail’s yout, but I’m God’s son
But I’m up now, look at what God’s done
Now I rule tour, look at what God did
On the main stage runnin’ ’round topless
I phone Flipz and I tell him that we got this
This is God’s plan, they can never stop this
Like wait right there, could you stop my verse?
You saved this kid and I’m not your first
It’s not by blood and it’s not by birth
But oh my God what a God I serve
Lord, I’ve been broken
Although I’m not worthy
You fixed me, I’m blinded
By your grace
You came and saved me
Lord, I’ve been broken
Although I’m not worthy
You fixed me, now I’m blinded
By your grace
You came and saved me
I said a prayer this morning
I prayed I would find the way
To another day, I was so afraid
‘Til you came and saved
You came and saved me
And the rain was pouring
‘Cause the sun faded away
Now I’m in a better place
No longer afraid
Blinded by your grace
You came and saved me
I said a prayer this morning
I prayed I would find the way
To another day, I was so afraid
‘Til you came and saved
You came and saved me
And the rain was pouring
‘Cause the sun faded away
Now I’m in a better place
No longer afraid
Blinded by your grace
You came and saved me
Lord, I’ve been broken
Although I’m not worthy
You fixed me, I’m blinded
By your grace
You came and saved me
Lord, I’ve been broken
Although I’m not worthy
You fixed me, now I’m blinded
By your grace
You came and saved me

Russ – Wife You Up

[Chorus]
Baby you’re a one of one to me
I know that I should probably wife you up
And baby I swear I’m done with these
Other women they don’t mean shit to me

[Verse 1]
You was tryna know me
When they didn’t know me
Girl we fell in love we both worked at the mall
Way before the rollie
You was just my homie
You were tryna love way before I had it all
We workin’ minimum wage
I needa see you I switch days
Meaning I switch shifts
Revin’ my engine
Looking back ashamed we were only a phase

[Chorus]
Baby you’re a one of one to me
I know that I should probably wife you up
And baby I swear I’m done with these
Other women they don’t mean shit to me
Yeah

[Verse 2]
I’m turning down the rest for you
If they call us foul I’m fighting all the refs for you
You make me a better me
I make you a better you
Riding with the top off looking like the letter "U"
Teaching you the language of the universe Rosetta who?
Put you on a pedestal
All eyes on me but you loved me when I had seven views
You lookin’ like I should go half on a baby with you
And if I’m wrong I won’t debate it with you
I’ll own up to it
You voluptuous
They not down for the curves but I’m up to it
Come gimme all that
You the only girl I’ll call back
I tell these other women fall back
They be hating on the preview
They think that it’s only for the entertainment
Like E News
I can see the sequel
Let’s do more I do’s and less redos

[Chorus]
Baby you’re a one of one to me
I know that I should probably wife you up
And baby I swear I’m done with these
Other women they don’t mean shit to me

Run The Jewels – Call Ticketron

[Intro: Ticketron]
Live, Li-li-li-li-
Live from the Garden

[Verse 1: El-P]
Run The Jewels live at the Garden
Lickin’ off shots and we aim for the darkness
Make it get hot for a target
Kids cook s’mores off the crotch of our targets
Kumbaya bitch
Buckle up lil’ trooper
You can’t get past me, I’m stuck in the future
The shit ain’t all it’s cracked up to be
The hover craft’s cool but the air’s so putrid

[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
You can tell by the stench in the air
Blood’s on the ground, opportunity is here
I’m lookin’ into space like, "Is anybody there?
And if aliens are here, please tell me how near
Do you come in peace or should everybody fear?
I’ll wait your reply with a blunt and a beer."
I be the high guy with the belly and the beard
Smoke signal ET, ATLiens here

[Hook: El-P and Ticketron]
Beggin’ your pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
Li-li-live from the garden
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
Run the Jewels live at the garden
Run the Jewels— Live from the garden
Ru-ru-run the Jewels— Live from the garden
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the-

[Verse 3: El-P]
Beggin’ your pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
Last two pirates alive are still yargin (yargin)
My girl got my heart, it’s a bargain
Lick from her lips to the crease in her garter
Her ass my religion, her love’s why I’m livin’
I smoke farm to face by the field full, partner
Life’s a shitnado, the smoke my umbrella
The boy’s back turnin’ his slacks to all yella (Prick)
It’s a daily lick, I slit throats with a grin that reek of pure shit
Travel by backflip, eat from the river, the panther heart taught to talk by smart chicks
Sip pure venom and skipped away grinnin’
I put that on mom, she ain’t raise a Vic
Lil’ fucknuts, sit
I piss on your wit, dismiss your whole shit

[Verse 4: Killer Mike]
Live from the stage of the garden
We be the realest of the killers of the fuck shit squadron
Movin’ through the streets and we lootin,’ robbin’
Mobbin,’ marchin’, carrying a carbine
Hello everybody, this is now bank robbery
Jesse James gang, we’ll walk you through the process
You don’t wanna be a hero, do not let that thought process
We will put a bullet where your thoughts get processed
Get that fuck shit straight like a perm or a process
’cause for real the money money ain’t the mother fuckin’ object
We just like excitement, gun fights, indictments
High speed chase through Manhattan in the night winds
Ooh, its the thrill of the kill
Watching Kill Bill on a pill as I grip steerin’ wheel
Cops coulda’ had the boy jammed I fear
But like Eddie Kane I made it I’m here

[Hook: El-P and Ticketron]
Beggin’ your pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
Li-li-live from the garden
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
Run the Jewels live at the garden
Run the Jewels— Live from the garden
Ru-ru-run the Jewels— Live from the garden
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the-

[Verse 5: Killer Mike]
I’m the sama lama doo ma lama danger dick’ll do your mama
Skeeter with the peeter, never eat her, tell her see ya later
Holla ’bout tomorrow, baby, I ain’t got to holler (Vroom, vroom)
My Impala pop a pussy, pop a collar
Pop a pill then chill, no Bill, no Cosby
Not a raper or a taker, bonafide heartbreaker
Hit her once, hit her twice, then tell her see ya later
Got head, watch Vice at her home in Decatur

[Verse 6: El-P]
Full clip, I’m a little bit sick, come equipped
Look at what I did for the grit, got it lit, what a cinch
Brought ’em just a little pinch of the truth, and they flip
Now they hanging from my shit, lil’ bit
It’s the Mensch, the myth
I do push-ups nude on the edge of cliffs
The jewels come quick, all gold and bricked
Click, click, boxer cutter spit
Brother, what a trip

[Hook: El-P and Ticketron]
Beggin’ your pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
Li-li-live from the garden
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the garden
Run the Jewels live at the garden
Run the Jewels— Live from the garden
Ru-ru-run the Jewels— Live from the garden
Li-li-li-li-li-live from the-

[Outro: Ticketron]
Tickets are on sale now at the Garden box office
And all Ticketron locations, or charge by phone

N.E.R.D – Lemon (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

The truth will set you free
But first, it’ll piss you off

Hate! Bad bitches wanna be my bae
Hate! Hunt me down like the C.I.A
Hate! Side of my car, tryna see my face
Hate! Want me to beat it like the T.I. case
Oh (hate!) and if it’s heated I’ma feed my face
Hate! And best believe, it’s gon’ be outrageous
Hate! Hatin’ niggas can’t believe my race
Hate! Niggas hit you with the Eli face, oh

Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Scrunchin’ their eyes with your name in their mouth and
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’

Hate! You keep askin’ me where I’m from
Hate! About the borders and, "Did I run?"
Hate! Keep askin’ how I feel ’bout guns
There’s a light and dark army, which side you choose? Oh
Hate! If not now then when?
Hate! And if not me then who?
Hate! Don’t drink the Kool-Aid, my friends
Hate! I tried to tell y’all about this dude

Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’
Hate supplements are found right in their couches
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’

Wait, wait a minute
Shout out to them people, people
Wait, wait a minute
P-p-p-people, people
Wait, wait a minute
Mad ethnic right now

I get it how I live it
I live it how I get it
Count the mothafuckin’ digits
I pull up with a lemon
Not ’cause she ain’t livin’
It’s just your eyes get acidic
And this here ain’t a scrimmage
Mothafucka, we ain’t finished
I told you we won’t stop
A nigga ’bouta business
Like yours, but you rent it
Wave hello to the top
Nigga the Veyron glide
Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
Got the window down, top, blowin’ la
Got the hazards on, only doin’ five
You can catch me, Rih, in the new La Ferrar’
And the truck behind me got arms
Yeah, longer than LeBron
Just waitin’ for my thumb like The Fonz
Woo! This beat tastes like lunch
But it’s runnin’ from veneers and it’s runnin’ from the fronts
But everyday, hey, wasn’t lemonade
I was afraid, once a nigga graduate
Would I be okay?
So I prayed and I played
It’s Rihanna, nigga
My constellation in space
Warp speed, Doctor Spock couldn’t chase, nigga

Nigga, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face

I get it how I live it
I live it how I get it
Count the mothafuckin’ digits
I pull up with a lemon
Not ’cause she ain’t livin’
It’s just your eyes get acidic
And this here ain’t a scrimmage
Mothafucka, we ain’t finished
I told you we won’t stop
A nigga ’bouta business
Like yours, but you rent it
Wave hello to the top
Nigga the Veyron glide
Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
Got the window down, top, blowin’ la
Got the hazards on, only doin’ five
You can catch me

Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’

You can catch me
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute

N.E.R.D – 1000 (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

Ah, ah
Assembling a riot
Chanting and circling the fires
Heard behavior, can’t keep it quiet
Kinetic energy a thousand times higher
Holy shit it’s working, we all got in
Holy shit it’s working, now look at my friends
Holy shit it’s working, it’s bitter to the taste
Holy shit it’s working, we dancin’ in place
What goes up must come down
What goes in must come out
You surrounded, dawg, come on look around
I was zen, but no not now
Holy shit it’s working, no more trail of tears
Holy shit it’s working, the prophecy is here
Holy shit it’s working, we’re wreckin’ this bih
Holy shit it’s working, one thousand percent
In the mirror, there’s a hero
One, zero, zero, zero
Hey, hey, hey, one thou’
Git, one thou’
Hunnud, 1000
Uh, 1000
My girl don’t wear shoes unless they cost over a thousand
Brand new coupe cost couple hundred thousand
Got some models in the bed and they coming by the thousand
Them young goons never sleep, they somewhere prowling
Everywhere we go they tote a chopper by the thousand
Rick Owens boots, I’m walking on a few thousand (ayy)
Champagne in the club costs thousands
We got gold by the bar, that’s thousands
Ferragamo belt will hit me for a even thousand
We can gamble right now, bet a thousand, shoot a thousand
Count the money up in all hundreds, all thousand
I’m too rich to talk if ya ain’t talking thousands
In the mirror, there’s a hero
One, zero, zero, zero
Assembling a riot
Chanting and circling the fires
Heard behavior, can’t keep it quiet
Kinetic energy a thousand times higher
Holy shit it’s working, I’m feeling like a saint
Holy shit it’s working, my feel sorry, can’t
Holy shit it’s working, we painted our face
Holy shit it’s working, the rainbow angst
One, zero, zero, zero
One, zero, zero, zero
One, zero, zero, zero
One, zero, zero, zero
In the mirror, there’s a hero
One, zero, zero, zero
Act like you don’t really hear a lot
You can pretend when you are
Karma makes sure tears will drop
You’ll be wishing that your year will stop
It will be a thousandfold one, zero, zero, zero, dot
Act like you don’t really hear a lot
You can pretend when you are
Karma makes sure tears will drop
You’ll be wishing that your year will stop
It will be a thousandfold one, zero, zero, zero, dot
One, zero, zero, zero
One, zero, zero, zero
One, zero, zero, zero
One, zero, zero, zero
In the mirror, there’s a hero
One, zero, zero, zero
Hey, hey, hey, one thou’
Git, one thou’
Hunnud, 1000
Uh, 1000

Kane Brown – Setting The Night On Fire

[Verse 1: Kane Brown & Chris Young]
10 P.M., most folks are sleeping
But it’s the weekend
So we ain’t, and we know where the cows don’t go
These 40 inch tires seen enough pavement
So we’re taking them on red dirt place somewhere offroad
You won’t find us at no bar
I’ll tell you right where we are

[Chorus: Both]
No where, no rules
Crack a Bud Light, get into the groove
Dancing in the middle of the night in the middle of a field
Just turning it loose
Hell yeah, that’s us
Don’t need a downtown to get to tearing it up
Round here, just watching the stars get bright
Setting the night on fire, on fire, on fire
Setting the night on fire, on fire, on fire

[Verse 2: Kane Brown & Chris Young]
Girls showing up late as always
Now it’s a party
Cut off sun dresses, they’re ready to go
Don’t need no dance road tonight
Just country music and good times

[Chorus: Both]
No where, no rules
Crack a Bud Light, get into the groove
Dancing in the middle of the night in the middle of a field
Just turning it loose
Hell yeah, that’s us
Don’t need a downtown to get to tearing it up
Out here just watching the stars get bright
Setting the night on fire, on fire, on fire
Setting the night on fire (on fire), on fire (on fire), on fire (on fire)

[Bridge: Kane Brown & Chris Young]
You won’t find us at no bar
I’ll tell you right where we are

[Chorus: Both]
No where, no rules
Crack a Bud Light, get into the groove
Dancing in the middle of the night in the middle of a field
Just turning it loose
Hell yeah, that’s us
Don’t need a downtown to get to tearing it up
Out here, just watching the stars get bright
Setting the night on fire (on fire), on fire (on fire), on fire (on fire)
Setting the night on fire (on fire), on fire (on fire), on fire (on fire)
Yeah
Setting the night on fire

[Outro: Chris Young]
On fire