Lucksmiths – The Fog Of Trujillo Lyrics

LUCKSMITHS
The Fog Of Trujillo Lyrics

On the moon tonight, here on our own
You and I, we are the only ones in town
Can’t set up a retirement plan, can’t set up a ceiling
fan
But things are starting to turn, things are starting to
turn around
(Hey, did you hear about…?)

I started to learn everything you already know
When I saw you standing there in the fog of Trujillo
This town was a mystery till I found the door
And saw you standing there in the fog of Trujillo

We spend so much time so far apart
I want to hear about your weekend
Did you stay inside or run to the river at low tide?
And when the evening comes, please wake me before the end
’Cause I’m dying to find out, I’m dying to learn again
(Hey, did you hear about…?)

I started to learn everything you already know
When I saw you standing there in the fog of Trujillo
This town was a mystery till I found the door
And saw you standing there in the fog of Trujillo

All the little things you do for me
When I see you by the cypress tree
All the things I need to know
Here in the fog of Trujillo

Spin Doctors – Two Princes

Yeah
One, two, princes kneel before you
That’s what I said, now
Princes, Princes who adore you
Just go ahead, now
One has diamonds in his pockets
That’s some bread, now
This one, said he wants to buy you rockets
Ain’t in his head, now

Aah, dee, dee, dee, dee

This one, got a princely racket
That’s what I said, now
Got some big seal upon his jacket
Ain’t in his head, now
You marry him, your father will condone you
How ’bout that, now
You marry me, your father will disown you
He’ll eat his hat, now

Marry him or marry me
I’m the one that loves you baby can’t you see?
I ain’t got no future or a family tree
But I know what a prince and lover ought to be
I know what a prince and lover ought to be

Said, if you want to call me baby
Just go ahead, now
And if you like to tell me maybe
Just go ahead, now
And if you wanna buy me flowers
Just go ahead, now
And if you like to talk for hours
Just go ahead, now

Said

One, two, princes kneel before you
That’s what I said, now
Princes, Princes who adore you
Just go ahead, now
One has diamonds in his pockets
That’s some bread, now
This one, he wants to buy you rockets
Ain’t in his head, now

Marry him or marry me
I’m the one that loves you baby can’t you see?
I ain’t got no future or a family tree
But I know what a prince and lover ought to be
I know what a prince and lover ought to be

Said, if you want to call me baby
Just go ahead, now
And if you like to tell me maybe
Just go ahead, now
And If you wanna buy me flowers
Just go ahead, now
And if you like to talk for hours
Just go ahead, now

And if you want to call me baby
Just go ahead, now
And if you like to tell me maybe
Just go ahead, now
And if you like buy me flowers
Just go ahead, now
And if you like to talk for hours
Just go ahead, now

And if you want to call me baby
Just go ahead, now
If you like to tell me maybe
Just go ahead, now
If you want to buy me flowers
Just, go ahead, now
And if you like to talk for hours
Just go ahead, now

Whoa whoa baby
Just go ahead now
Whoa, just, just go ahead now
Just go ahead now
Whoa you’re majesty (just go ahead now)
Come on forget the king and marry me
Just go ahead now
C’mon
C’mon
Come on (just go ahead now)
Just go ahead now, yeah
Just go ahead now
If you want to buy me flowers
Just go ahead now

Carlos Santana & Michelle Branch – The Game Of Love

[Verse 1]
Tell me
Just what you want me to be
One kiss
And boom, you’re the only one for me

[Pre-Chorus]
So please tell me
Why don’t you come around no more?
Cause right now I’m cryin’
Outside the door of your candy store

[Chorus]
It just takes a little bit of this
A little bit of that
It started with a kiss
Now we’re up to bat
A little bit of laughs
A little bit of pain
I’m telling you, my babe
It’s all in the game of love

[Verse 2]
It’s whatever you make it to be
Sunshine instead of this cold lonely sea
So please baby try
And use me for what I’m good for
It ain’t saying goodbye
It’s knocking down the door of your candy store

[Chorus]
It just takes a little bit of this
A little bit of that
It started with a kiss
Now we’re up to bat
A little bit of laughs
A little bit of pain
I’m telling you, my babe
It’s all in the game of love
It’s all in this game of love

[Bridge]
You roll me, control me, console me
Please hold me
You guide me, divide me into one

Make me feel good, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
So please tell me why
Don’t you come around no more?
Cause right now I’m dying
Outside the door of your loving store

[Chorus]
It just takes a little bit of this
A little bit of that
It started with a kiss
Now we’re up to bat
A little bit of laughs
A little bit of pain
I’m telling you, my babe
It’s all in the game of love
(A little bit of this, a little bit of that)
It’s all in this game of love
It’s all in the game of love
(A little bit of laughs, a little bit of pain)
Let’s play the game of love

[Outro]
Roll me, control me, please hold me
(A little bit of this, a little bit of that)
Make me feel good, yeah
(A little bit of laughs, a little bit of pain)
Now I’m on my own, on my own
(A little bit of this, a little bit of that…)

Willie Nelson – A Horse Called Music (feat. Merle Haggard)

High on a mountain in western Montana
A silhouette moves ‘cross a cinnamon sky
Riding alone on a horse he called Music
With a song on his lips, and a tear in his eye
He dreams of a time, and a lady that loved him
And how he would sing her sweet lullabies
But we don’t ever ask him
And he never talks about her
Guess it is better that we all let it slide
And he sings "ooh" to the ladies
And ooh, he makes ’em sigh
Then he rides away on a horse he calls Music
With a pain in his heart and a tear in his eye
Now he rode the Music from Boston to Bozeman
For not too much money, and way to much ride
But those were the days when a horse he called Music
Could jump through the moon and fly ‘cross the sky
Now all that’s left is an old time worn cowboy
With only his dreams, of the days long gone by
And trailing behind, is a horse with no rider
A horse he calls memories, that she used to ride
But he sang "ooh" to the ladies
And ooh, he damn near made some fall right down and die
And he’d ride away on a horse he called Music
With a pain in his heart and a tear in his eye

Dannii Minogue – All I Wanna Do

All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do is touch you
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do is touch you
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do
Take a look inside my heart
Tell me what you think you see
I may not be the innocent girl
That you wanted me to be
Some nights I just want to lover
Some nights I don’t need a friend
Some nights I just need somebody
To hold me ’till the end
Because
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do is touch you
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do is touch you
All I want to do
All I want to do
Take a look inside my heart
Tell me what you think you need
You may not see the innocent girl
That you keep inside your dreams
Because
Some nights I just want to lover
Some nights I don’t need a friend
Some nights I just need somebody
To hold on ’till the end
Because
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do is touch you
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do is touch you
All I want to do
All I want to do
Take a look inside my heart
All I want to
Take a look inside my heart
Tell me what you think you see
I may not be the innocent girl
That you wanted me to be
Some nights I just want to lover
Some nights I don’t need a friend
Some nights I just need somebody
To hold on ’till the end
Because
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do is touch you
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do
All I want to do is touch you
All I want to do
All I want to do
Take a look inside my heart
Take a look inside my heart

P Money – I Got Bars (Snake 2 EP)

[Intro]
I ain’t expecting Corrie
I’ll punch up your jaw like Mollie
I’m a real life heavyweight ’cause I hold more pounds than a shopping trolley
Mad, mad
You think you wanna go?

[Verse]
Yo, I’m tired of your lies, when you talk my eyes lower
You can rush me with a team of beasts next week
You’ll be hearing about the animals I bored like Noah
When I cut up a grass without a mower
You ain’t going in or going out ’cause you ain’t much of a go-er
Punchlines? I’ve got punchlines and punch guys
I could do both, but you ain’t much of a flow-er
Man’s gonna cry bouncing off the bars screaming out Yeboah
Thought you were gone, thought you were so up
Name a place, let’s see if you show up
After I catch you, I’m gonna be in stitches
But it’s you with the wounds A&E will have to sew up
Your wounds will be like your wifey’s long thrush, you’ll see and then (Throw up)
You’ll dash, she’ll (Glow up)
I mean she’ll (Hoe up)
In fact she’ll move on with a next bredda at your funeral, speech and she won’t even go up
Levels, anytime blud, it can go up
How can you grow weed and not grow up
You’re still Twitter beefing, grow up
You’re one of them wannabe Al-Qaeda emcees that terrorise mentions ’til they blow up
You can thank me for raising your views on YouTube, but before this, you couldn’t get your dough up
How dare you think this was your pal, when you don’t talk about me, your retweets and all your likes slow up
But that ain’t gonna happen to me ’cause I ain’t ever had a bad release
I drop bangers and man repeat, you drop clangers and man retreat
I’ve got a song of your’s man retrieved
I can’t lie, you sound backwards B, talking about grime’s dead and how you had to kill it
And plus evolution, but then you came back with rap my G
Explain that one my G
This is why I gotta smack up guys, hospitalise
And pack up guys, I’m not Will, but I am the G
P’s never had blacker eyes
Even on a holy field, I will clap up mics
Every bar I have up minds
I’ve got a young G with diamonds in his chain, looking real ICB
One phone call to him and he will turn up with backup Nines
Write off and smash up signs, you ain’t real
And you ain’t mashing P
You’re broke, you ain’t mashing P
I got a mash and peas that will turn a man to mushy peas
And when I hunt, it’s not catch and release
When a whip goes by and the gun blows, your darg will be eyes closed, mouth open man looking like man tryna catch a breeze
I ain’t planning on bodying your siblings daughter but these leg shots might catch your knees
In jail, real man know me
In jail, you were not cosy on your first night
You covered your pillow in tears and bogey
‘Cause your cellmate was talking a man for a Mick Foley
Keep on saying you can hold these shots, like I won’t go into manager mode and pitch goalies
You’re worrying about who told me
One shot split you like Blittz and Toby
G-code, these breddas can’t decode me
Top producer, are you sure?
When I ran up in the studio, I gave you them beats, you was like "Rah! man Deeco’d me"
I don’t even want no trophy, the same way you don’t want smoke G
Vegan, but I still beef man at my local groceries
I ‘GRM DAILY’ when I post G
When I get your location, I bet you’ll ghost G
Or you’ll be gasping for air when I run up in the yard
And my G Stormzy and it’s ‘Gang Signs and Prayers’
I don’t know anybody that don’t find him weird
No dubs, weren’t saying nothing until mine appear
Gang, gang life, don’t think mine are scared
Man are over-prepared than the Batmobile with bare different buttons on the side of the chair
You could die or get more than your vision impaired
Oh, you wanna play games over there? Cool. Great
‘Til I load up one of my runners with a lot of solid metal for a snake while I over-watch man’s fate
What can I say? The streets are rage
My G’s will catch man slipping after they pree your page
If my team starve, then I starve. If I eat, they eat
Muslim friends will be like ‘Rah! It’s Eid again’
They’re like ‘P, you squash him’
What do you expect when you put me up against Soft Cotton
Honestly, you lot must’ve forgotten
I’ve been involved in the biggest clashes over the last ten years, and look I’m still on ’em
Talking like you’re Dwayne Johnson, but you’re forced to make this move when you’ve hit rock bottom
Smack a man up and I’ll slew, I’m a problem

[Outro]
You had enough?
Mad
ROUND ONE, FIGHT

P Money – On Sight (Snake 2 EP)

[Intro]
Yeah
Ayy, this one’s wavy
Gotta do the wavy ones
On sight and all that
Okay

[Verse 1]
I only deal with facts
And man have got a bag about you
I wondered why when I was clashing Ghetts he thought he could get info about me off you
Snake in the grass
Wrong day, but we only clocked when he did a dub for a man in your crew
You and Little Dee was OGz at the time, you still dissed him
Go ahead, say it ain’t true
Dickhead!
Son of a bitch, some snitching pussy’ole feminine fragrance yout
Going round telling people ’cause of jealousy the OGz are all bullying you
How can that one be true?
When it kicked off with you and them, I was still talking to you
Then he told me about MasterWriter, that’s when I said "Nah, nah, fuck this yout"
Saw N.E three days before but you never come funeral, let me hear your excuse
What you gonna say?
That you really thought the OGz were gonna rush you
Now do you lot see what I mean? I don’t like this yout
This is why I don’t like this guy
Remerdee came to the nine night and everybody knew N.E didn’t like this guy
Neither did I, you can ask him yourself, the next week I was really tryna knife this guy
When I see Dot I’m really tryna fight this guy
Does man really think after all this we can go Jammer’s like I won’t turn and hype this guy?
Don’t know why you hype this guy
We can mix it up on the stage, that’s a piece of cake but after the baking I will ice this guy
Baseball bat, Kidulthood, Trife this guy
On sight!

[Chorus]
(On sight!)
Anywhere I see my man (On sight!)
Anywhere he see’s my gang (On sight!)
Man don’t want it with man (On sight!)
When I’m at work I’m well protected, manna gotta have a helmet and tools (On sight!)
MasterWriter, you’re playing offside
On or off mic it’s all (On sight!)
(On sight!)
Tell man again (On sight!)
Anywhere I see my man (On sight!)
Anywhere he see’s my gang (On sight!)
Man don’t want it with man (On sight!)
When I’m at work I’m well protected, manna gotta have a helmet and tools (On sight!)
MasterWriter, you’re playing offside
On or off mic it’s all (On sight!)

[Verse 2]
You ain’t been in a grimy war
I’m cold, what you think they wanna sign me for?
You ain’t road, shut your mout, what you lying for?
And blood, what the fuck you dissing Wiley for?
I remember N.E told you not to do it
Man’s cool so none of us hyped that war
But you’re singing on your Snapchat when man caught you slipping
Oh yeah, that’s what they signed you for
Singing, fakest guy and I’m tired of you snaking guys
You dissed AJ ’cause you wanted to work and a man said no
Look at you, some hating guy
I saw you in my tracksuit that confirmed it, you are blatantly taking lines
And you ain’t been paid in time
No savings, you’ve just been saving time
You fucking div
Oi Dot, how come when you Snapchat it’s always in studio or in a crib?
It’s never on road or street, if it is it’s somewhere way out the bits or sticks
Postcode started with IP or TW, what kind of ends is this?
Bare talking like you’re gang, gang, gang, my arse you ain’t even as gang as your chick
You ain’t gonna touch me bro
I’ve been doing this, you’re rusty bro
Bare Twitter talk, stop bluffing bro
Gassing it up like say I weren’t on it but on Snap I was telling you buck me bro
‘Cause to clash me, you gotta buck me though
But hmm, why don’t you wanna buck me though?
‘Cause you know what’s gonna happen when I buck you though
On sight!

[Chorus]
(On sight!)
Anywhere I see my man (On sight!)
Anywhere he see’s my gang (On sight!)
Man don’t want it with man (On sight!)
When I’m at work I’m well protected, manna gotta have a helmet and tools (On sight!)
MasterWriter, you’re playing offside
On or off mic it’s all (On sight!)
(On sight!)
Tell man again (On sight!)
Anywhere I see my man (On sight!)
Anywhere he see’s my gang (On sight!)
Man don’t want it with man (On sight!)
When I’m at work I’m well protected, manna gotta have a helmet and tools (On sight!)
MasterWriter, you’re playing offside
On or off mic it’s all (On sight!)

[Outro]
On sight
Tell man I said on sight
Turn on your location rude boy
Putting up pictures in some weird ends fam
Then deleting it when people start clocking where you are
Wasteman
Badman that deletes tweets
Money man pon mic
You know sometimes you gotta do the wavy ones
Hold tight Filthy Gears

P Money – Bruck Beyond Broke (Snake 2 EP)

[Intro]
Yeah
You’re on a joke ting rude boy
Yo

[Chorus]
I was like (Bruck)
My man is (Bruck)
Not broke (Bruck)
Man said he’s (Bruck)
Bank account (Bruck)
PayPal is (Bruck)
Man tried talk rough and man just got (Bruck)
I said (Bruck)
My man is (Bruck)
Not broke (Bruck)
Man said he’s (Bruck)
Back account (Bruck)
PayPal is (Bruck)
Man tried talk rough and man just got (Brucker)

[Verse]
I know for a fact you spent all your money on Bratt cuh you are the silliest kid
I’m sick of this shit
I don’t know what you’re telling these kids going on like you’re big in this shit
Big Dotti my arse, you can’t afford no strap cuh the last thing I heard about you is you couldn’t afford chicken and chips
If I’m lying let’s all ask Izzie Gibbs
‘Cause that was the guy that was literally feeding you when you were broke to bumba
I don’t want to bring you in this shit Izzie, but a younger shouldn’t pay for a grown mans hunger
Man was like 29 asking for sleepovers fam
What the bloodclart?
You weren’t even a fan of my man but you’re rocking mans boxers, bottoms and jumper
This is where I hit him with the chopper
Remember the last time he said he was a shotter?
Fire in the Booth, man said he was a cropper
Well I found out the true story proper
Chatting ’bout money like say you got dozens
Let’s talk about you and Izzie’s cousin
You went from a pop boy deal to watering plants for a next man Dot you’re buzzin’
Night shift work, you were working the clocks
Had you setting up lights and turning the pots
Three months went by, this is where you got washed
‘Cause man turfed you before it dropped
Oh my days that’s rage
Brudda, ain’t that like 90 days of doing mans gardening and not getting paid
That’s like some community service wave
And you talk like you’re really on the mains
Nah, mans gotta call Uncle Pain
What did you do bro? What did you say?
‘Cause even a homeless man gets a little change
Since you left OGz you changed
I don’t think you want chicken and chips again
You thought I was finished, you thought you was saved
I told man I’ve got files backed up, saved
Shame on you, every dub is getting worse
You were duppied the moment you put my name in a verse
If I knew it was bad I would’ve allowed the dubs and tried to get you sponsored by the Chicken Connoisseur
My next video I’m ordering a hearse
Man’s always had P and I’ve never been a nerd
I can pay off a new payment one time
You’ll type in your pin and it comes up burst
Hate to be you, that life must be horrid
Your bank card would decline on a Boris
You would go Nando’s with Lil Shizz
He’ll have a whole meal and you’ll just have olives
‘Llow it, can’t afford nothing else
Every day man finds out suttin’ else
I don’t want to bait up this one as well but how are you still borrowing money off girls?
Borrowing money off Minarmy, borrowing money off your new money management team
Still borrowing money off your dargy (Melanin)
Still probably borrowing money off Darcy
You wanna talk about cheat codes when it was you that LB, X, Y, Up, Down, Left, Right, LT, RT
Man tried to call me broke he’s barmy
What, you thought I was finished?
Nah, nah
Man’s got more bruck lyrics
Your money’s so low right now you actually need me to pay you a visit
Sky [?] your internet’s tethered
About OGz are pagan bredders
Like two years ago at Corey’s you weren’t eating Little Dee’s left over Chinese peppers
Fucking tramp, there weren’t even no rice
Hows mans whole dinner gonna be spice?
You are messed up, Jesus Christ
You’re a big man to be living like mice
You disgust me, you are filth
Oi Jammer, wasn’t that him that once upon a time turned up at your yard with a bowl of cereal asking if he got milk?
Brrr, them man give me chills
You can’t deny these ones, that’s the reals
Man are supposed to be up from deals
You’re there still going up from bills
You deets girls handbags and heels, I’m opening wounds as soon as one heals
Everyone knows what I’m saying is real
‘Cause you got all of the traits of a man that steals
And you can’t afford your rent
That’s why you got a deal with the new money management to make them a beat once a week and they’ll pay for the roof over your head
You checked your account and you got upset
You gave away one of their artists beats out of spite ’cause you’re too thick to understand the deal was to pay you by paying your rent
You lot think I’m taking the piss?
All right, let’s ask Teeza why you’re a prick
Locked out the studio without paying and tried to say that the recording was shit
Why not admit you’re a broke ass piece of shit that can’t afford the master and mix
You spent your whole advance on a chick
Really, what kind of man does this?

[Chorus x2]
My man is (Bruck)
Not broke (Bruck)
Man said he’s (Bruck)
Bank account (Bruck)
PayPal is (Bruck)
Man tried talk rough and man just got (Bruck)
I said (Bruck)
My man is (Bruck)
Not broke (Bruck)
Man said he’s (Bruck)
Back account (Bruck)
PayPal is (Bruck)
Man tried talk rough and man just got (Brucker)

[Outro]
Brudda
You are a wasteman
You are the most washed MC alive
Don’t you dare talk about "Oh that video of Flamer was 10 years ago, it was time ago"
Brudda, you’re still holding L’s
You are still getting moved to, to this day
You are impacting, and slapped up
Taken for a mug and you’re not getting no one back
You’re doing nothing apart from writing lyrics
You owe so much man money, how dare you call anyone broke
You need this, check the facts
You’ve been doing nothing for how long?
About you put me on
Are you going mad?
You’re forgetting I knew N.E
Before you
There’s videos, there’s videos on YouTube of the whole of us lot when we were block kids, yeah
Me, Little Dee, Blacks, the mandem in the ends on stage with Essentials
Where was you?
This was way before OGz, where was you?
You didn’t introduce no one to no one
You got brought in to the ends, yeah?
N.E brought us into the crew
We knew donny long before you
I went school with a man’s sister
I was on road with a man’s family
Talking shit to your fans, lying
Why are these man not in your videos then?
Why are these man not around you?
Why are these man not backing anything you’re saying?
You are lying, you’re scum
You’re a dirty tramp
You didn’t even deny sleeping in a studio for however long and not washing
‘Cause it’s true
Eating crumbs off mans plate
You are disgusting brudda, you’ve been disgusting
You’ve got no manners
Fucking wasteman

P Money – Did You Notice (Snake 2 EP)

[Verse]
OK, let’s start by telling all these lot the truth
I put my hands up and I would admit;
The only bitch I ever smacked up was you
I’m coming with facts and I’m coming with proof
CCTV and witnesses proved that I never did shit
I mean how else do you think I walked casj from that court room?
I started listening to your second dub like
”Rah, this is gonna be heavy blud”
Then I thought, ”Wait, lying about me hitting girls again”
And you said that already blud
Why are you repeating it?
That just shows you ain’t ready blud
You ain’t even aiming steady blud
I don’t mind all your fat jokes, my next dub exposes
How much you need to get the belly blud
No my G, you’re not real like me
Why’s man wearing clothes like me?
Nobody cared for your first dub
They said your ”Real Talk” was hard
Only ’cause you flowed like me
You’re a joke my G
Congrats, you charted by singing and still you ain’t known like me
You don’t even get shows like me
No credit, no yard, no car, can you even vote, my G?
You and your manager Darcy are both jokers
Tell em I’m rollin with everyday smokers
I don’t mind kings saying they’re the greatest of all time
Since when do sheep know what a GOAT is?
Brother, it’s hopeless
I’ve known you since your swag was rocking
Dog chains and chokers
You done that vid by yourself
No-ones got your back apart from them studio sofas
The only thing rough about you is how you sleep
Only thing rough about you is how you tweet
You ain’t on par, you held three in a week
Fist to the south star, you held three in your cheek
Telling me to suck my mother, that’s weak
That’s how I know I cut you deep
You don’t want arms with the demon in me
Turn on your location next time you tweet
[Did you notice?] Dot said his reasons for not stealing and I quote what’s Melas is mine
[Did you notice?] You never had money back then so how’s he going half on all those mics
[Did you notice?] My mans got way too much hate for a girl man said he never wifed
[Did you notice?] Man said he can’t be rushed, got rushed, on top of that, where was his knife?
[Did you know this] clash has only helped him?
[Did you know he’s] been a prick for ten years?
[Did you know if] you type in ”Young Dot Vs Flamer” you’ll see him getting bullied on Youtube?
Did you know this?
Them kicks don’t go with that track suit Dot
How could you not know this?
You think I get hurt when you say my real name?
It’s on Wikipedia, everyone knows this
I’ve seen your tings
Someone tell this emcee I don’t need your ting
I could make a 20 track collab EP
With the amount of artists that have beat your ting
You left Minarmy to rot more than your name
‘Cause you ain’t man enough to leave your ting
I mean how does it feel knowing you got another L pending
The moment you breed your ting?
Oi blud did you notice:
Man just admitted to using MasterWriter on a eediat ting?
About you ain’t used it in 10 years, do you honestly think we are gonna believe that ting?
Then there ain’t no way to redeem your ting
Hashtag MasterWriter when you tweet your ting
I know a bag of your fans are looking at your tunes like ”nawh”
Man’s gotta delete your ting
I don’t care what pricks are involved
This prick’s gonna know
When he sees mad whips on his road
Man’s like Tiger Woods in champion mode
All different type of sticks in the golf
Your five in the back dubplate wasn’t hard enough
‘Cause you got a keeper still letting in goals
Phoned Despa, bredded my bro but we ain’t accepted a bred since JME said so
Even your fans can bred and get toast
I expected spirit of Dot Rotten
And all man has shown is Casper The Ghost
This ain’t a clash, it’s a joke
You keep mentioning how I don’t bun
How come I went Napa and came back with smoke?
Laughing at pool parties, cracking bare joke
About Maxsta giving your girls backstrokes, whoa
Melanin’s bless but no-one can save you
Who said it’s round the corner? I’ll take you
You listed bare MC’s you recorded
Rah, all these man never paid you
Rah, all these man didn’t rate you
Swear down you and your ex was engaged too
I’ve seen emcees get spun by girls
But this is off-mic and they still C Cane you
You sound upset, I’m breaking you
If you’re Batman, I’m Bane to you
How can a man be caning you?
And still have so much to say to you?
Truth hurts
Look how it’s changing you
Chat about tools
Shut up you stupid weedhead
Roll up, I got the flame for you
You sent for me and I came for you
‘Cause the last time I boxed you at Corey’s, what did I say to you?
Blud keep on rhyming lies
You ain’t down to ride
Can’t even ride a bike
The mechanic is back and I’m retiring guys
Set a hospital alight when I fire at guys
You can be 20 deep when I enter this car
On man you ain’t even gonna see 5 alive
A bloodline of dubs will drop side by side
Tell him I’ll nap a don on a Cyprus hype
After you said ”suck your mum” better bust your gun
Cuh my buzz kills and someone’s getting stung
Wet a pussyhole what when I come lunging and hit lungs
Then stamp out veneers from your gums
You ain’t never been near any guns
I don’t fear anyone
Let’s get it clear, you’re only talking that talk ’cause you’re nowhere near anyone
Play with the short temps and I’ll pull up and clear everyone
No way, you ain’t top
You’ve lost the plot
Let me tell you why lost
You never denied the way you got boxed
And you never denied the way you got dropped
And you never denied telling your Twitter you’re taking back OG’z
Till Melanin clocked
And you never denied going jail for a fake samurai
In fact, you never denied a lot
You never denied you were stealing from Mazza
You never denied any of that Bratt stuff
You said you was young
After I said, ”Don’t you dare say you was young and all that cuz”
Mad
This is only the start of your ending
Brudda I’ve got files backed up
You never denied been caught in the same place I caught you
That’s twice you were smacked up
Big Narstie can probably tell you about the times you got slapped up
In Brixton and sent shop
Youngs Teflon can tell you ’bout the time he got locked in a cupboard and slapped up on top
You never been real, since when did you shot?
According to you, you were busy recording a list of youts
In the studio so at which point did you ever go country and shot?
No line
No pee’s
No proof
No Glocks
No gang
No friends
No ends
No blocks
No whip
No yard
No chain
No watch
Are you sure you were shotting, are you lying Dot?
I think you were lying Dot
Your dub’s sick but it’s lies you were vibing off
Oh yeah, you never denied Desperado having you in the basement crying Dot
You tried to make people really think I hit a girl cause I didn’t say nothing
If that’s the case, then everything I said in my last dub is true
‘Cause you didn’t say nothing
You said it was Jack and Archie, not you
But how would they know if you didn’t say nothing?
I swear to God when you buck me
Make sure you don’t say nothing

[Outro]
Don’t say a thing
Just do your ting like you said you’re gonna do
I don’t wanna hear nothing else
Man was gonna say after this EP ”yo…
Live on the stage, Eskimo Dance”
But what?
You think I’m gonna stand face to face with a guy that just told me to suck my mother?
You going c-razy
On sight and all that, yeah
Deeper than that
Bare stuff he didn’t deny
And you, you ain’t got no reason for it
See me
When you first tried to say I hit that girl, do you know why I ignored it?
‘Cause I wanted to see, ”let’s see what else he thinks he can say”
And when I hit him with the facts, boom
I been court for that, never happened
Sorry, dash that, watch CCTV, nope, sorry, weren’t him
So what you talking about?
You’re lying cuz, you’re telling way too many lies right now
And you see this whole ting of me having people in my video
And you not having people in yours, let me tell you why there’s people in mine
I’m telling the truth cuz and they’re backing it, they’re condoning it
They know wagwan
I got people that are related to N.E. in my video
I got people that have beat your ting in my video
That’s the difference between me and you
Man a tactician…

Tokyo Jetz – Sunshine Baby (Viral Album)

[Chorus]
One time for the one time
You know, Florida baby from the sunshine
And my hands up, we ain’t giving a fuck
I’m just young and wild, you know livin’ as such
And we gon’ smoke weed, and get high
Rock ice, and get fly
One time for the one time baby
One time for the one time
One time for the one time
You know, Florida baby from the sunshine
And my hands up, we ain’t giving a fuck
I’m just young and wild, you know livin’ as such
And we gon’ smoke weed, and get high
Rock ice, and get fly
One time for the one time baby
One time for the one time

[Verse 1]
Top down, let the sun shine in it
Rat-a-tat it up, yeah we summer time living
We been smokin’ on the best but you know that
Runnin’ to the money like a four flat
One time for the come up
One time for the time we ain’t sleep ’til the sun up
Gold grill smiling, hold the paper like a phone
And I done been a lot of places but none of ’em like home
Where everybody know ya
Who ain’t from the hood, nothing like Big Soulja
Get the calculator for the chips and the soda
The boot, not the ‘nolia
Sunshine baby, one time for Florida

[Chorus]
One time for the one time
You know, Florida baby from the sunshine
And my hands up, we ain’t giving a fuck
I’m just young and wild, you know livin’ as such
And we gon’ smoke weed, and get high
Rock ice, and get fly
One time for the one time baby
One time for the one time
One time for the one time
You know, Florida baby from the sunshine
And my hands up, we ain’t giving a fuck
I’m just young and wild, you know livin’ as such
And we gon’ smoke weed, and get high
Rock ice, and get fly
One time for the one time baby
One time for the one time

[Verse 2]
Flops and socks, probably thinkin’ we country
Gold chains and rings, probably thinkin’ we money
Big booties and slacks, probably thinkin’ you love her
Yeah we out in finger lickin’, tell ’em it’s the replenishment
I don’t want to go to Texas, tell ’em fly me out to Florida
Moved to Atlanta, started to miss all the water
Then we flew to Cali, I was diggin’ the weather
Sun down, shit changed, and I ain’t feelin’ no sweater
Summertime year ’round, I ain’t never ’bout winter clothes
She from Augusta and she a Miami centerfold
Twist the dreads together, let ’em lock you from the sunshine
Pistol shape, yeah baby we from the gunshine

[Chorus]
One time for the one time
You know, Florida baby from the sunshine
And my hands up, we ain’t giving a fuck
I’m just young and wild, you know livin’ as such
And we gon’ smoke weed, and get high
Rock ice, and get fly
One time for the one time baby
One time for the one time
One time for the one time
You know, Florida baby from the sunshine
And my hands up, we ain’t giving a fuck
I’m just young and wild, you know livin’ as such
And we gon’ smoke weed, and get high
Rock ice, and get fly
One time for the one time baby
One time for the one time

Manchester Orchestra – The Silence (A Black Mile To The Surface Album)

Why do I deserve the science to feel better about you?

At a loss I lost my cool
I denied that I found you

I tried to be a basket case
I did not surprise you

I’m trying to find a signal fire
Let me know when I should move

But you, amplified in the silence
Justified in the way you make me bruise
Magnified in the science
Anatomically proved that you don’t need me

Why do I desire the space?
I was mourning after you

I was lost and lost my shape
There was nothing I could do

I don’t want to waste away
It was all I gave to you

Take me back and take my place
I will rise right up for you

But you, amplified in the silence
Justified in the way you make me bruise
Magnified in the science
Anatomically proved that you don’t need me

All the while you waste away, you’re asking
"Did I really need another one to take me down?"
Everybody knows it’s something that you had to live with darling
Nobody’s gonna tear you down now
There is nothing you keep, there is only your reflection

There was nothing but quiet retractions
And families pleading, "Don’t look in that cabinet, there’s far more bad than there’s good, I don’t know how it got there"

That was something your father had burned in me
Twenty hours out of Homestake eternity
"You can go anywhere but you are where you came from"

Little girl you are cursed by my ancestry
There is nothing but darkness and agony
I can not only see, but you stopped me from blinking

Let me watch you as close as a memory
Let me hold you above all the misery
Let me open my eyes and be glad that I got here

Manchester Orchestra – The Parts (A Black Mile To The Surface Album)

Turn off the alarm
Wonder where you are
I’d be a page in your book if you let me

Miles and miles of drones
Stain in a coffee cup
The truth will start to creep in if you let it

I wanted to know each part
Want to know each part of you

A yellow SUV
Britney Spears on the ceiling
You’d look my way but you weren’t talking to me

Pulling up to Rob’s, some Camel Lights, Averso
Your tan skin felt like universal envy

And I wanted to know each part
Want to know each part of you

Give it thirteen years
Both your legs up, you’re crying
Trying to push a life out from your belly

I’m a water boy, overwhelmed by the screaming
Your clenched teeth, nails dug deep into my meaning

I still want to know each part
Want to know each part of you

Who?
You
You

Yeah I still want to know each part
Want to know each part of you

Army Of Freshmen – At The End Of The Day Lyrics

ARMY OF FRESHMEN
At The End Of The Day Lyrics

(feat. Jaret from Bowling For Soup)

Don’t scream, don’t cry, there’s too many tears
Like a lake around this place after all these years
We’ve been through more than our fair share
But we’re both here, still standing there
We’ve made it this far and there’s more to come
From the beat of my heart to the beat of the drum
And the shoe box of memories means more to me
Than any argument that could ever be

At the end of the day am I what you’ve waited for
How can I say that I need you more and more and more and more
Years go by and it’s just the same old war
What we have is still worth fighting for, what are we fighting for

Don’t walk, just run, come over to me
Everything that we were, we still could be
Tear down the walls that are in the way
We can start all over, it’s a brand new day
When the sun comes up, we’ll look back and laugh
Nevermind the numbers I can do the math
Multiply everyone that I’ve ever known
You’re the only one that feels like home

I painted a picture of a boy that was trying
And a girl that was smiling and she looked just like you

At the end of the day am I what you’ve waited for
How can I say that I need you more and more and more and more
Years go by and it’s just the same old war
What we have is still worth fighting for, what are we fighting for

Never look back on what we had, just try to believe in what we have
Just think this out and take your time, it’s not your fault and it’s not mine
Never look back on what we had, just try to believe in what we have
Just listen close to the beat of my heart, it’s yours for the taking

At the end of the day am I what you’ve waited for
How can I say that I need you more and more and more and more
Years go by and it’s just the same old war
What we have is still worth fighting for, what are we fighting for

At the end of the day am I what you’ve waited for
How can I say that I need you more and more and more and more
Years go by and it’s just the same old war
What we have is still worth fighting for, what are we fighting for

I painted a picture of a boy that was trying
And a girl that was smiling and she looked just like you

Lucya & Ace – Memories & Feelings Lyrics

LUCYA & ACE
Memories & Feelings Lyrics

Memories & feelings
Happiness & dreams
You grow these flowers in my heart

(pause)

The letters dance before my eyes
The numbers seem to leave my mind
I walk above the ground, I’m feelin’ special now

And even if the sun don’t shine above
And even if the rain is fallin’
Down upon my soul
I wanna see you and ask for more

Memories & feelings
Happiness & dreams
You grow these flowers in my heart
I know memories & feelings
Everlasting healin’
I just keep them all inside

(pause)

Been waiting for an angel light
Been walkin’ thru the darkest night
But then again I was livin’ without you boy

And even if the sun don’t shine above
And even if the rain is fallin’
Down upon my soul
I wanna see you and ask for more

Memories & feelings
Happiness & dreams
You grow these flowers in my heart
I know memories & feelings
Everlasting healin’
I just keep them all inside

(pause)

Nabiha – Deep Sleep Lyrics

NABIHA
Deep Sleep Lyrics

Damn wish I was still sleeping.
‘Cause most of my dreaming is still in my head.
I was ready to seal it,
so close I could feel it, but I woke up instead.
And now it’s too late for me.
I can’t go back to sleep.
It’s really got me dream stalking.
Should I try a remedy? A new strategy?
Or maybe practise sleep walking?

‘Cause I ain’t leaving my bed.
I don’t wan’t to wake up already.
I ain’t leaving my bed.
I don’t wan’t to wake up already.
I’m gonna fall in deeper in deep sleep.

Blam who’s knocking on my door?
Pounding so raw it’s hurting my head.
No! Don’t bother calling,
I won’t pick up the phone, I’m going back to bed.
And now it’s too late for me.
I can’t go back to sleep.
It’s really got me dream stalking.
And why are you bothering me?
When it’s so early.
You’ll only catch me sleep talking.

‘Cause I ain’t leaving my bed.
I don’t wan’t to wake up already.
I ain’t leaving my bed.
I don’t wan’t to wake up already.
I’m gonna fall in deeper in deep sleep.

{Malinese lullaby in french/african}

‘Cause I ain’t leaving my bed.
I don’t wan’t to wake up already.
I ain’t leaving my bed.
I don’t wan’t to wake up already.
I ain’t leaving my bed.
You got me deeper
‘Cause I’m falling deeper deeper
I’m gonna fall in deeper
deep sleep