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- Big Sean - My House Lyrics
- Curren$y - This Is The Life Lyrics
- Wynter Gordon - Still Getting Younger Lyrics
- Alicia Keys - Typewriter Lyrics
- Kelly Clarkson - Scared Of The Dark Lyrics
- Kendrick Lamar ft. Colin Munroe - No Make-Up (Her Vice) Lyrics
- Kendrick Lamar - Blow My High (Members Only) Lyrics
- Kendrick Lamar ft. BJ The Chicago Kid - Kush & Corinthians (His Pain) Lyrics
- Kendrick Lamar ft. Ashtro Bot - Keisha’s Song (Her Pain) Lyrics
- Akon - Keep Up Lyrics
- Akon - Make It In The City Lyrics
- Kendrick Lamar - Rigamortus Lyrics
| Posted: 04 Jul 2011 06:56 AM PDT
My House Lyrics by Big Sean Do it Nigga fuck yo bitch nigga Shit, whose house is this? Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit They told me a nigga wouldn't amount to, shit Nigga, Whose house is this? Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit But you don't know nothin' about that, shit Yellin', whose house is this? Huh Bitch, Do I even gotta ask now? Who the fuck are you? Do you even got you a pass? I don't know why you cuffin' yo girl, she ain't even got her no ass Middle fingers to all of the nonbelievers Not only did I beat the odds, I also got even Took a spot up on the throne, I see myself see myself Said it twice 'cause history repeats itself 'peats itself Man I can't even lie, I be high I be high Mother fuck drinkin' and drivin', I'd rather get high and fly I'm out of here, like outer wear We are not the same, you are not a player My house is somewhere off in the woods, girls in my bed like I'm papa bear They say hard work pays off, wrong it pays good as hell You the man huh? Sorry I couldn't tell Claimin' that they BIG, well I really can't lie From the top they all look the same size Shit, whose house is this? Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit They told me a nigga wouldn't amount to, shit Nigga, Whose house is this? Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit But you don't know nothin' about that, shit I start my mornin' with the paper Bitch I'm rich free press, hundreds on all the pages And you can't slow me down, I'm sorry there's no delay Me and my committee run the city, you just tryin' to join the relay Leader of the new school, reportin' from the PA These niggas call me cause but I don't know why, cause we can't relate I got yo sister doin' thangs on camera I can't replay But she's a waste of time, fuck I could've had a V8 I turn thousands to milli's, it's time to renovate the ceiling I'm turning houses to buildings, hustle while you out here chilling What's the wordy I'm certainly getting rich in a hurry I swear I fuck 'til I'm tired, I'm getting high 'til it's blurry I'm from the dirty glove, where hammers turn crews into jurys They'll make you sit down, but as long as you with me ain't no worries Man I'm puttin' on for my crew, never for these hoes I'm puttin' on for my city, she puttin' on her clothes Shit, whose house is this? Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit They told me a nigga wouldn't amount to, shit Nigga, Whose house is this? Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit But you don't know nothin' about that, shit This image may be subject to copyright.     |
| Curren$y - This Is The Life Lyrics Posted: 04 Jul 2011 06:52 AM PDT
This Is The Life Lyrics by Curren$y Still rolling in my Elco on them thiz-angs Niggas fukking up. They ain't fukking with the pliz-anes Hits from the bong, Cali strong, got me feeling like I… Could kill a man, but I would rather kill a baseline These coke laced lines, too dope for most they turn their noses up Real niggas turn the music up more Lookin out the cracked windows, sound and the smoke Got u high off both. Drugs, audio. Yall ain't got the heart for it. Get ur cardio, in order bro Running for the money, pockets double-stuffed… Oreos Party over here. Bitches feeling like shit in the morning tho It's the shit! Life with the Jets, with fair warning. Hoe call who u gotta call before we be off I live far And ur phone mite not have bars Babydoll break that weed up for me I break u off something, have u running ur mouth, leading ur friends to me [Chorus:] Ahhh This is the life. Break down, then roll up. This is the life. Ahhh (lames catch feelings) This is the life. Poolside, on rooftops (Jets count millions) This is the life. Motor under glass like a pheasant Jet plans under wraps like presents Stayed in my lane, gained leverage Executives checked my credit was merited We hustling together better than Going in blindly. Expectations not met Fools get ejected. Dropped like a Pharcyde record Gone into hiding like the canvas top of what I driving now Riding up the block they think I'm moving in the autobot Hop out, photo op. Scan for the cops. If they not about… Light something for the cool niggas Roll another one for the ride Keep that bag that's all u nigga. I'm out. On another mission, steady paper twistin Even when I was a broke nigga, bitches paid attention On another mission, steady paper twistin Even when I was a broke nigga, bitches paid attention [Chorus x2:] Ahhh This is the life. Break down, then roll up.(lames catch feelings) This is the life. Ahhh This is the life. Poolside, on rooftops (Jets count millions) This is the life This image may be subject to copyright.    |
| Wynter Gordon - Still Getting Younger Lyrics Posted: 04 Jul 2011 06:48 AM PDT
Still Getting Younger Lyrics by Wynter Gordon Honey, I wouldn't mind I tell you that you're running round my head But love is hard to find I lost you and it's tearing me to shreds. I don't wanna be your free train coming round I'm gonna be your [Chorus:] Take me, take me baby I'm like a hunger, I could be a singer, Let me push you under, Don't want no other baby, I got you covered Our love is growing and getting younger Oh, oh, oh still getting younger! Oh, oh, oh still getting younger! Baby I'm a bridge between this huge divide Baby I'mma be your astronaut, Bring you back to Earth sometime! [Chorus:] Take me, take me baby I'm like a hunger, I could be a singer Let me push you under, Don't want no other baby, I got you covered Our love is growing and getting younger Oh, oh, oh still getting younger! Oh, oh, oh still getting younger! I'm not lonely, I just need you Through this empty space again I complete you and you could never turn me away! Our love will never end! I love to hear you say my name Calling out to me like a record Promise you'll always be the same [Chorus x2:] Take me, take me baby I'm like a hunger, I could be a singer Let me push you under, Don't want no other baby, I got you covered Our love is growing and getting younger Oh, oh, oh This image may be subject to copyright.    |
| Alicia Keys - Typewriter Lyrics Posted: 04 Jul 2011 06:45 AM PDT
Typewriter Lyrics by Alicia Keys Here we go ladies and gentlemen Past all of the technical difficulties That we have lots for experience I will let you into my laboratory filled with many things Writing intentions, you see Such as my typewriter in the corner Let me show you to the window So you can see what I see, you know Desperate am I to Tell you how I feel for you No sunshine when you are gone Peaceful sleep I have none How can I make it better I'm under so much pressure Well I know it won't last I know that this will pass You're my typewriter I write to you what I am thinking Thinking in my head You're my typewriter I write to you what I am thinking Can't you understand I don't want to falsify I want to make it right Can't you see there's work to do I'm trying to write to you How can I make it better I'm under so much pressure Problem is, problem is I'll give you space till you get over this You're my typewriter I write to you what I am thinking Thinking in my head You're my typewriter I write to you what I am thinking Can't you understand To torture a woman Is to feed her loneliness? So please don't leave me lonely Cause it's your mind that I miss You're my typewriter I write to you what I am thinking Thinking in my head You're my typewriter I write to you what I am thinking Can't you understand This image may be subject to copyright.    |
| Kelly Clarkson - Scared Of The Dark Lyrics Posted: 04 Jul 2011 06:41 AM PDT
Scared Of The Dark is the new pop song performed by Kelly Clarkson I am scared of the dark Scared of the dark Scared of the dark Yeah I found my own seat Don't wake me up tonight Cause I will be reaching out for my right Wishing you were here by my side Cause I lay in knee to be afraid to be alone ..i never let nobody get this close Chorus I used to need my space a place that I could call my own But now it feels so called When I lay awake Thinking I see your face I don't know what I feel when you are not here Whenever you are not here I am scared of dark I haven't sleep for days I hear you .. my name I wish I was in your arms Baby you .. Now I am scared of the dark Now I am scared of the dark It's 3 am I staring at the club from the wall I know it's probably too late to call But now I am ready to take the fall Chorus I used to need my space a place that I could call my own But now it feels so called When I lay awake Thinking I see your face I don't what I feel when you are not here Whenever you are not here I am scared of dark I haven't sleep for days I hear you .. my name I wish I was in your arms Baby you hold my heart Now I am scared of the dark Who posses .. I know you can let me Cause I think I love you too .. being so lonely when I could be with you When I lay awake Thinking I see your face I don't know what I feel when you are not here Whenever you are not here I am scared of dark I haven't sleep for days I hear you .. my name I wish I was in your arms Baby you hold my heart Now I am scared of the dark Now I am scared of the dark Scared of the dark This image may be subject to copyright.    |
| Kendrick Lamar ft. Colin Munroe - No Make-Up (Her Vice) Lyrics Posted: 04 Jul 2011 06:38 AM PDT
No Make-Up (Her Vice) Lyrics by Kendrick Lamar Ft. Colin Munroe [Hook - Colin Munroe] I love the way you Put it on your eyes The roses on your face Light up the sky Those lips are colorful All of the time And girl that's fine But I wanna know do you mind No makeup today (today) (x4) And girl that's fine But I wanna know do you mind [Verse 1 - Kendrick Lamar] I know she bout to ask me how she look I tell her beautiful, and how long it took For you to put it on It was early in the morn' She resembled a model out of a Macbook Concentrating on the way the eyeliner thickens I stand behind her and try to figure her vision Of prettyness, the wittiness, of colors on her skin tone Her complexion in a direction I've outgrown Damn girl, why so much? You bout to blow your cover when you cover up Don't you know your imperfections Is a wonderful blessing From heaven, is where you got it from I love your smile You can do it without style From your lips, all the way to your eyebrows It's the beauty in her But when the makeup occur I don't see it, all I see is a blur [Hook] [Verse 2 - Kendrick Lamar (Woman)] I know she bout to ask me how she look I tell her beautiful and how long it took For you to put it on It was early in the morn' She resembled a model out of a Macbook (Concentrating on the way my) eyeliner thickens (He stand behind me and try to) figure her vision (Of prettyness, the wittiness of colors on my skin tone) (My complexion in a direction) I've outgrown (I feel like it's not enough) (I can never put on too much makeup) (Yeah I know) your imperfections (I be constantly stressing) (From him is where I get it from) (They tell me I need to) smile (At least once in a while) (I hate my lips, my nose, my) eyebrows (It's the beauty in me) (But what he don't see) (Is that I had a black)--(bleep)--- To be continued... 11 [Bridge] Ladies and gentlemen And you ain't gotta get drunk to have fun You ain't gotta get drunk to have fun You ain't gotta get drunk to have fun (have fun) [Hook + Bridge] [Hook] This image may be subject to copyright.    |
| Kendrick Lamar - Blow My High (Members Only) Lyrics Posted: 04 Jul 2011 06:35 AM PDT
[Hook:] Smoke and I pouring up Keep that lean up in my cup All my car got leather and wood In my hood we call it __ Everybody wanna ball Holla at bras, at the mall If he up, watch him fall I can't fuck with y'all (Pussy ass ho niggas) I can't fuck with y'all (Bitches all up in my business) I can't fuck with y'all (Industry of counterfeits) I can't fuck with y'all Taking off when you landing Bitch niggas wanna throw tantrums And I"m dancing on them stars The galaxy ain't got room for y'all Ain't nothing gonna happen soon for y'all While I"m hearing, every day I hear Your bullshit, self-pity Reason why you never dealt with me Reason why your girl dealt with me Hands up, in the building we get busy And say: RIP Aaliyah ... RIP That's exactly what this sound like A to the A to the L I Y A H, give it up 2 times Then give it right back, don't Blow my high [Hook:] Look at my life Then look at yours Get some ambition, why you bored? Time'll never wait on no man Society will never hold your hand Niggas like the gossip, like bitches Got me thinking you don't like bitches Wonder what's behind them Ray Bans Eyes of a coward, I understand Niggas like the gossip, like bitches Sip Don Perignon, when we finish We say: RIP Aaliyah ... RIP That's exactly what this sound like But never will I ever forget Left Eye Roll up, put a ribbon in the sky And a button on your lips, don't blow my high [Hook:] Now everybody singing this shit This image may be subject to copyright.    |
| Kendrick Lamar ft. BJ The Chicago Kid - Kush & Corinthians (His Pain) Lyrics Posted: 04 Jul 2011 06:33 AM PDT
Kush & Corinthians (His Pain) Lyrics by Kendrick Lamar Ft. BJ The Chicago Kid [Hook] Ride to it, ride to it Cause you never know When a bullet might hit Then you die to it, die to it Die to it, die to it Live your life, live it right Be different, do different things Don't do it like he did Cause he ain't what you is But we can win, wait, let's be straight to the point To the meaning of life What's my purpose? Maybe this Earth is ain't a good place to be How far is heaven? Let's see Is it in the clouds like they said it would be? I wonder when I die Will it give me receipts? I wonder will the eyes of the lord look at me? Look at me, look at me, I'm a loser, I'm a winner I'm good, I'm bad, I'm a Christian, I'm a sinner I'm humble, I'm loud, I'm righteous, I'm a killer What I"m doing, I"m saying that I'm human Now people just: [Hook] It go 1, 2, 3, two In the front, one in the back seat Seat, seat, seat Looking for a victim of an AK-47 100 round each, each, each Why must we retaliate? Is it human nature? I don't know I look for the answers later Make a right, there they go! Sometimes gotta: [Hook] As I open this book and then burn up some of this reefer My plan is to figure out the world and escape all my demons I'm dying inside, I wonder if Zion inside the heavens A condom, a rollie, pain, a fat blunt and a mack 11 That's all I see in my life and they tell me to make it right But I"m right on the edge of Everest and I might jump tonight Have you ever had known a saint that was taking sinner's advice? Well it's probably you, am I right? If I'm wrong, you a fucking lie When I lie on back and look at the ceiling , it's so appealing to pray I wonder if I'm just a villan, dealing my morals away Some people look at my face then tell me don't worry about it I give em back they deposit, no money, just total silence I'm running, they say I'm wylin' a youngun with lack of guidance That's hundreds of us with problems: more money, more drugs and violence Look at the soul of an out-of-control artist That's dealing with life the hardest. That's on my life, but regardless I'ma: [Hook] This image may be subject to copyright.    |
| Kendrick Lamar ft. Ashtro Bot - Keisha’s Song (Her Pain) Lyrics Posted: 04 Jul 2011 06:31 AM PDT
Keisha's Song (Her Pain) Lyrics by Kendrick Lamar Ft. Ashtro Bot [Hook] Fancy girls on Long Beach Blvd Flagging down all of these Flashy cars [Verse 1] And Lord knows she's beautiful Lord knows the usuals Leaving a body sore She take the little change she make To fix her nail cuticles, lipstick is suitable To make you fiend for more She play Mr. Shakur That's her favorite rapper Bumping "Brenda's Got A Baby" While a pervert yelling at her And he capture features of a woman But only 17, the 7 cars start honkin' She start running like FLo-Jo Don't care if they Joe Blow If they got money to blow a blow job is a sure go And sure enough don't see a dime of dirty dollars She give all to her daddy but she don't know her father, that's ironic See a block away from Ludis park, I seen the El Camino parked In her heart she hate it there, but in her mind she made it where Nothing really matters, so she hit the back seat Rosa Parks never a factor when she making ends meet [Hook] [Verse 2] And Lord knows she's beautiful, Lord knows the usuals, leaving a body sore Her anatomy is God's temple, and it's quite simple Her castle is about to be destroyed, she's always paranoid Watching the law inside the streets undercover the dummies that look like decoys Remember the sergeant let her slide, said if he seen What's between her thighs he'd compromise, to no surprise She took the ultimatum around the alleyway and gave him A warm welcome to fill him right below the navel Though he was wired up like a pair of jumping cables His eyes was closed shut, prior charges, he had waived em It was a block away from Ludis Park, I seen a squad car parked And in her heart, she hate it there but in her mind, she made it where Nothing really matters, so she hit the back seat Cause Rosa Parks never a factor when she topping off police [Hook] [Verse 3] And Lord knows she's beautiful, Lord knows the usuals, leaving a body sore As she bust down like a 12 bunk on tour She suddenly realized she'll never escape the allure Of the black man, white man, needed satisfaction, at first It became a practice, but now she's numb to it Sometimes she wonder if she can do it like nuns do it But she never heard of Catholic religion or sinners' redemption That sounds foolish, and you can blame it on her mother For letting her boyfriend slide candy under her cover Ten months before she was ten he moved in and that's when he touched her This muthafucka is the fucking reason why Keisha rushing through that Block away from Ludis park, I seen a El Camino park And in her heart she hate it there but in her mind, she made it where Nothing really matters, so she hit the back seat And caught a knife inside the bladder, left her dead, raped in the street Keisha's song My little sister eleven, I looked her tight in the face The day that I wrote this song, set her down and pressed play [Hook] This image may be subject to copyright.    |
| Posted: 04 Jul 2011 06:26 AM PDT
Keep Up is the new hip-hop song by Akon Chorus: My niggers, I'm a beast! I could go thirty days and nights with no sleep. All the mice in the streets, The only male I see every day is my… I don't think you could keep up, Keep up, hey, keep up, hey! I don't think you could keep up, Keep up, hey, keep up, hey! I don't think you could keep up! Cause when I'm riding in your lane, … and playing Convict model, no fame, no … I slide through the hood, the thing unchanged My niggers on the corner still selling cocaine. Now I ain't even tripping… the same thing, .. I got the opportunity to make some more change. I'm watching all these haters getting close to my fame, If only they know what it takes to maintain, If you live by the… we raised it, I was built to… Chorus: My niggers, I'm a beast! I could go thirty days and nights with no sleep. All the mice in the streets, The only male I see every day is my… I don't think you could keep up, Keep up, hey, keep up, hey! I don't think you could keep up, Keep up, hey, keep up, hey! I don't think you could keep up! These thing that don't occur, Now I'm living … Women used to never pay attention… Now they see me out in public, staring, ripping up my sugar. It's funny how the tables turn and I turn No longer sitting in the … ..gotta see me first! Cause all second fight… all be me, You ain't got enough what it takes to beat me. Conditioned by the slums and the streets, I feel for this life it takes another soldier. Chorus: My niggers, I'm a beast! I could go thirty days and nights with no sleep. All the mice in the streets, The only male I see every day is my… I don't think you could keep up, Keep up, hey, keep up, hey! I don't think you could keep up, Keep up, hey, keep up, hey! I don't think you could keep up! Because in my field, only the stronger ones will survive, And if you're as hard as steel, then you and I will collide, yeah We gonna rush at each other like two rams fighting in the grass land, yeah! And I'mma be the last man standing! Chorus: My niggers, I'm a beast! I could go thirty days and nights with no sleep. All the mice in the streets, The only male I see every day is my… I don't think you could keep up, Keep up, hey, keep up, hey! I don't think you could keep up, Keep up, hey, keep up, hey! I don't think you could keep up! This image may be subject to copyright.    |
| Akon - Make It In The City Lyrics Posted: 04 Jul 2011 06:22 AM PDT
Make It In The City is the new hip-hop song by Akon I'm just a … on the other side of the law, Raised in the hood, never thought I'd make it this far. I went from standing on the block… to my clock, … I even got hustled a lot, mainly by crooked cops, Life wasn't easy as it seems! Chorus: Trying to make it in the city, Where we stay on the ground, Stay on the ground, stay on the ground. Trying to make it in the city, Where we stay on the ground, Stay on the ground, stay on the ground. Trying to make it in the city, Where we stay on the ground, Stay on the ground, stay on the ground. Trying to make it in the city, Where we stay on the ground, Stay on the ground, stay on the ground. It's harder every day to come up …ain't got a job (ain't got a job) Trying to keep the bills paid, But don't wanna get locked up no more! See my cowardly episode almost cut me with … Tossed us so we wouldn't find a trace! …the bitch is greedy as… Chorus: Trying to make it in the city, Where we stay on the ground, Stay on the ground, stay on the ground. Trying to make it in the city, Where we stay on the ground, Stay on the ground, stay on the ground. Trying to make it in the city, Where we stay on the ground, Stay on the ground, stay on the ground. Trying to make it in the city, Where we stay on the ground, Stay on the ground, stay on the ground. Gotta a lot… for let me break it down I'm not the only one out here that's going through it now, It's international, obsessions all around, We gotta be here for each other when we hit the ground. I know your hurted (hurted) and work it (work it)… Can't ever stop hoping, … I'll be grinding until the day that I day! Chorus: Trying to make it in the city, Where we stay on the ground, Stay on the ground, stay on the ground. Trying to make it in the city, Where we stay on the ground, Stay on the ground, stay on the ground. Trying to make it in the city, Where we stay on the ground, Stay on the ground, stay on the ground. Trying to make it in the city, Where we stay on the ground, Stay on the ground, stay on the ground. This image may be subject to copyright.    |
| Kendrick Lamar - Rigamortus Lyrics Posted: 04 Jul 2011 06:18 AM PDT
Rigamortus Lyrics by Kendrick Lamar [Verse 1] Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket You bastard, I'm Marilyn Manson With madness. Now just imagine the magic I like to ask it, don't ask for Your favorite rapper - yessir I killed them (amen!) bitch And this is rigamortis And it's gorgeous when you die Ali recorded and I'm Morpheus The Matrix of my mind I'm out the orbit, you an Orphan and a hairdresser combined I'm on the toilet when I rhyme If you the shit then I decline I climax where you begin and Then I end on Cloud 9 And that's important when you morph Into a angel in the sky And don't be forging all my signatures My listeners reply and tell me That you biting style You got a hell of an appetite And I'mma be here for a while Just buckle up before the ride Or knuckle up if you could fight We always making them duck or die Assuming ___ is suitable and usual, it's suicide CSI, just might investigate This fucking parasite That's what they telling me Aim it at your celebrity This is studio felony There would not be so many And cool enough for the 70s Nigga, payback's a bitch And bitch you been living in debt with me That I more than especially Leave a call on his mother voicemail to say that he rest in peace Bigger chopper the recipe Wrestling, that's irrelevant Rather rest at your residence Whistling to the melody Couldn't think of a better D Better be on your P and Q It's just me Jay Rock, Soul and Q So the system ain't why we ___ Ain't nothing else you can do Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket You bastard, I'm Marilyn Manson Don't ask who your favorite rapper Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket You bastard, I'm Marilyn Manson Don't ask who your favorite rapper I rapped him and made him Casper I captured the likes of NASA My pedigree to fly past ya I pass the weed to the pastor We all are sinners, once you sinister Bible study faster You hypocrite is reaction of blasphemy I assassin my casualty And it's casually done And tell 'em my salary come A lump sum of hundreds, don't talk to be bout no money The sun is under my feet And I come in peace to compete I don't run if you rather leap My statistics go up in weeks And I go visit the nearest creek And I get busy on many MC Really ballistic, anybody can see Any assistance, everybody done see Some persistence, recognize I be Really too vicious, the permanent beast And the demolition, breaking up the streets Better partition, better dot your T And I gon' mention, how the far you see Putting my dick in the rap industry Everybody bitchin', getting mad at me Recognize Kendrick, in the battery And I'm charged up, and the catastrophe Is charged up, and audacity And y'all fucks, never could hassle me And y'all luck, just ran out you'll see Got me breathing with dragons I'll crack the egg in your basket You bastard, I'm Marilyn Manson Don't ask for your favorite rapper This image may be subject to copyright.    |
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