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ASAP Mob – Crazy Brazy (On The Late Show With Stephen Colbert) (Live)

Woah, woah, yo
Woah, woah, woah
I got a lot on my head
Gucci rag tied on my head
Put a red dot on your head
I put that guap on your head
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
I got a lot on my mind
I put that guap on my mind
I got a lot on my mind
I put that nine to your mind
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
I don’t want no conversation
I don’t need explanation
Shoot with no hesitation
They do it for a reputation
They don’t play me on the station
Press ’em like detonation
Want more jelly than a Mason
Man I’m rocky like a caveman
We rock I’m a rockstar
Try to cuff me like a cop car
Try to play me like a popstar
That’s how you get not far
All my cus, niggas crazy
All my bloods, niggas brazy
Might just drop in on a Wednesday
Been the shit designer wavy
Don’t talk back, just give me face
I got nines on my waist
Hide them lines in the place
I don’t care
I’m with Flacko, you on flakka
You got guns but won’t pop ’em
I send niggas to the doctor
I don’t care
Sandman tan money bag, drag, slash bag man
Baghdad land
Talk back, get back slapped with a back hand
Black man, black hand side
Anti everything since Yams died
In dodge van by NY
No who, what, where, why, when
I got a lot on my head
Gucci rag tied on my head
Put a red dot on your head
I put that guap on your head
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
I got a lot on my mind
I put that guap on my mind
I got a lot on my mind
I put that nine to your mind
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
Hundred thousand dollar nightmare
If I wanna take a flight there
Man fuck it spend a life here
Young thuggin in some Nike Airs
Bicken Back Being Bool, baby
Layin’ back by the pool, baby
Bumpin’ that shit too wavy
Counting stacks shit too brazy
Walk around with a bag on me
Walk around with a flag on me
Bickin back I got mad homies
Joey Fatts might blast for me
Tote the tecs I got cash homie
Take it back I got crack on me
This and that got that on me
Where you from?
Where you at homie?
I got a lot on my head
Gucci rag tied on my head
Put a red dot on your head
I put that guap on your head
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
Don’t be talking to me crazy
I got a lot on my mind
I put that guap on my mind
I got a lot on my mind
I put that nine to your mind
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy
Don’t talk to me brazy

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A Tribe Called Quest – Lost Somebody (We Got It From Here… Thank You 4 Your Service Album)

[Intro: Q-Tip]
Yeah, Phife—for your life

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Now, in the time when niggas wasn’t supposed to be born
Best of us are left for dead in cities that looks war-torn
Vietnam going wrong, heroin going strong
Neighbors would whoop that bad ass
Just for running through their lawn
Walt met Cheryl, Cheryl met Walt
Trinidadian love sprouting through the asphalt
Love was consummated and the angels registrated
Two were to be born but only one of ’em made it
Inside a cloud of sorrow, a silver lining and joy
It’s a bouncing baby boy, a king’s name they would employ
And before he even squeaks, it’s decided it’s Malik
Now give him hope, give him care
Raise him while his grandma there
Watch out momma, if you stare
Light brown eyes’ll keep you there
Let’s progress the story just a little bit
Malik, I would treat you like little brother that would give you fits
Sometimes overbearing though I thought it was for your benefit
Despite all the spats and shits and ematically documented
The one thing I appreciate, you and I, we never pretended
Rhymes we would write it out, hard times fight it out
Gave grace face to face, made it right
And now you riding out, out, out, out, damn

[Chorus: Cat]
Have you ever loved somebody?
(Phife dawg, man)
Way before you got to dream?
(Bow wow, woof woof)
No more crying, he’s in sunshine

[Verse 2: Jarobi]
Never thought that I would be ever writing this song
Hold friends tight, never know when those people are gone
So, so beautiful, opined indisputable
Heart of a largest lion trapped inside the little dude
Took me quick to granny house, now we eat the curry food
Talking hopes, dreams, plans, leak ice, never scared
Brand new pair of Nike Airs, avenue of sairs
Mailbox mayors, all our rhymes was written there
A nigga wanna battle, you know Phifey didn’t care
Jarobi with the beat, into new ass we tear
I’mma flash forward well, took a trip to ATL
Cooking in the kitchen making sure my nigga eating well
Wedding in Tobago, you know exactly where I’m at
Standing on the side of black Malik Izaak

[Chorus]
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more cry

[Guitar Solo: Jack White]

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A Tribe Called Quest – Lost Somebody Lyrics

[Intro: Q-Tip]
Yeah, Phife—for your life

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Now, in the time when niggas wasn’t supposed to be born
Best of us are left for dead in cities that looks war-torn
Vietnam going wrong, heroin going strong
Neighbors would whoop that bad ass
Just for running through their lawn
Walt met Cheryl, Cheryl met Walt
Trinidadian love sprouting through the asphalt
Love was consummated and the angels registrated
Two were to be born but only one of ’em made it
Inside a cloud of sorrow, a silver lining and joy
It’s a bouncing baby boy, a king’s name they would employ
And before he even squeaks, it’s decided it’s Malik
Now give him hope, give him care
Raise him while his grandma there
Watch out momma, if you stare
Light brown eyes’ll keep you there
Let’s progress the story just a little bit
Malik, I would treat you like little brother that would give you fits
Sometimes overbearing though I thought it was for your benefit
Despite all the spats and shits and ematically documented
The one thing I appreciate, you and I, we never pretended
Rhymes we would write it out, hard times fight it out
Gave grace face to face, made it right
And now you riding out, out, out, out, damn

[Chorus: Cat]
Have you ever loved somebody?
(Phife dawg, man)
Way before you got to dream?
(Bow wow, woof woof)
No more crying, he’s in sunshine

[Verse 2: Jarobi]
Never thought that I would be ever writing this song
Hold friends tight, never know when those people are gone
So, so beautiful, opined indisputable
Heart of a largest lion trapped inside the little dude
Took me quick to granny house, now we eat the curry food
Talking hopes, dreams, plans, leak ice, never scared
Brand new pair of Nike Airs, avenue of sairs
Mailbox mayors, all our rhymes was written there
A nigga wanna battle, you know Phifey didn’t care
Jarobi with the beat, into new ass we tear
I’mma flash forward well, took a trip to ATL
Cooking in the kitchen making sure my nigga eating well
Wedding in Tobago, you know exactly where I’m at
Standing on the side of black Malik Izaak

[Chorus]
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more cry

[Guitar Solo: Jack White]

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A Tribe Called Quest – Ego Lyrics

[Intro: Q-Tip]
Yeah, Phife—for your life

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Now, in the time when niggas wasn’t supposed to be born
Best of us are left for dead in cities that looks war-torn
Vietnam going wrong, heroin going strong
Neighbors would whoop that bad ass
Just for running through their lawn
Walt met Cheryl, Cheryl met Walt
Trinidadian love sprouting through the asphalt
Love was consummated and the angels registrated
Two were to be born but only one of ’em made it
Inside a cloud of sorrow, a silver lining and joy
It’s a bouncing baby boy, a king’s name they would employ
And before he even squeaks, it’s decided it’s Malik
Now give him hope, give him care
Raise him while his grandma there
Watch out momma, if you stare
Light brown eyes’ll keep you there
Let’s progress the story just a little bit
Malik, I would treat you like little brother that would give you fits
Sometimes overbearing though I thought it was for your benefit
Despite all the spats and shits and ematically documented
The one thing I appreciate, you and I, we never pretended
Rhymes we would write it out, hard times fight it out
Gave grace face to face, made it right
And now you riding out, out, out, out, damn

[Chorus: Cat]
Have you ever loved somebody?
(Phife dawg, man)
Way before you got to dream?
(Bow wow, woof woof)
No more crying, he’s in sunshine

[Verse 2: Jarobi]
Never thought that I would be ever writing this song
Hold friends tight, never know when those people are gone
So, so beautiful, opined indisputable
Heart of a largest lion trapped inside the little dude
Took me quick to granny house, now we eat the curry food
Talking hopes, dreams, plans, leak ice, never scared
Brand new pair of Nike Airs, avenue of sairs
Mailbox mayors, all our rhymes was written there
A nigga wanna battle, you know Phifey didn’t care
Jarobi with the beat, into new ass we tear
I’mma flash forward well, took a trip to ATL
Cooking in the kitchen making sure my nigga eating well
Wedding in Tobago, you know exactly where I’m at
Standing on the side of black Malik Izaak

[Chorus]
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more cry

[Guitar Solo: Jack White]

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Olexesh – Moonwalk (feat. Celo & Abdi)

[Part 1: Olexesh]
Frankfurt, Crime City, tri vosem i
Bornheim-Mitte Jiggy
Alles durchziehn’
Sis Kat, Niederrad
Tick, Trick und Track
Richte Dagobert aus, ich laufe rückwärts durch den Park
Auf [?] Parliament fahren wir die Autobahn
Im Jaguar XF [?], Schluchas mit auf Probefahrt
Prob, so lang du proben kannst, denn ich bin zu stabil
Halt dein Maul, wenn ich rede, ist grad Hektik auf dem Weg
Zerleg euch hart wie Biz Markie, werf’ Granaten aus dem Jeep
Aktivier im Park ‘ne Platte Piece, ready, sag "Cheese!"
Wir produzieren intensiv, OL, Celo, Abdi-i
Fick ich auf Beef, wir sind Underground Chief-Keef
Eine Hammerfist reicht, um ihn auszuknocken
Tri, Vosem Patj, ich beherrsche den Kranichstil
Meine Art ist Betonspritze
Ich geh rein in dein Hirn, du gehst auf, Ese

[Hook: Abdi, Olexesh, Celo]
Smooth Criminal, Crew: Idéal Squad
Brudi macht den Gummiplatz nass
Wenn von selber nichts kommt
Dann mach ich mir was fit
Schwing den Moonwalk
Denn heute geh ich rückwärts durch den Park, Bratan
Dirty Diana, die Schlampe tanzt
Crazy Fruits, Haze Intus, jag die Lucky Plums
In Slow Mo durch Barrio, die Batzen einstecken
Szenario: Schweb in Nike Airs auf dem Teer, dawaj!

[Part 2: Abdi]
Hör mal zu, jo, was für Hummer fahren
Moonwalk, zu soft, uff, bockt auf Makadam
Wie dieser Abraham Lincoln, der Depp (Pico)
Chillt bald mein Bild auf dem Geld
Mit [?] nachts am Barrio mach [?]
Was da da los? [?]
Alle Achtung, alle Achtung, baller Packung
Azzlack Motherfuck, boom, was nun, Absturz
"Part Two, I Need a Girl" im AMG C blau
Jay Sound, dreht auf, geht laut, Bre, brauch…
Ehefrauen, vier Stück
Aber keine Hurentochter, die Bier trinkt
Will net als Single sterben
Doch bis dahin trink ich Jackie-Fässer, Single Barrel
Es ist ideal, wie die Amihure, die singt
Ist doch gut jetzt, du Kind

[Hook: Abdi, Olexesh, Celo]
Smooth Criminal, Crew: Idéal Squad
Brudi macht den Gummiplatz nass
Wenn von selber nichts kommt
Dann mach ich mir was fit
Schwing den Moonwalk
Denn heute geh ich rückwärts durch den Park, Bratan
Dirty Diana, die Schlampe tanzt
Crazy Fruits, Haze Intus, jag die Lucky Plums
In Slow Mo durch Barrio, die Batzen einstecken
Szenario: Schweb in Nike Airs auf dem Teer, dawaj!

[Part 3: Celo]
CHE-E-L-O für Sis Kat
Nique ta pizda
Ripp ihm sein Piece ab
Mit GPS-Signal, reservier’ 5 Dinger
Gib 4 zurück und find’ sie dann per Satellit
385i-Industries, importier Indoor Weed
TNT-Paketdienst, Blitzkurier
Kies gegen Memories, 21st Century
Von 8210 zu PGP Blackberry
Verschick Zeug für Bitcoins, Trick-Shot, misch noch
Levamisol ins Inzho, Fickt euch!
Nein! Ich bin nicht der King of Rap
Waffenschmied wie Smith and Wess’, unser Slang: Kernessenz
Legenden des Makadam, Idéal, mia cliqua
Nehm zehn Kilo Dope auf Ko und besorg noch Tickets
First Class, nur für mich und meine Bratans
Fälsch noch schnell den Brief vom Staatsanwalt

[Hook: Abdi, Olexesh, Celo]
Smooth Criminal, Crew: Idéal Squad
Brudi macht den Gummiplatz nass
Wenn von selber nichts kommt
Dann mach ich mir was fit
Schwing den Moonwalk
Denn heute geh ich rückwärts durch den Park, Bratan
Dirty Diana, die Schlampe tanzt
Crazy Fruits, Haze Intus, jag die Lucky Plums
In Slow Mo durch Barrio, die Batzen einstecken
Szenario: Schweb in Nike Airs auf dem Teer, dawaj!

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A Tribe Called Quest – Lost Somebody

[Intro]
Yea, Phife
For your life

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Now, in the time when niggas wasn’t supposed to be gone
That’s the place left for dead, and cities end up war-torn
Vietnam going wrong, heroin going strong
Neighbors would whoop that ass just for running through their lawn
Watch that shallow shallow man walk
Trinidadian love sprout into the asphalt
Love was consummated and the angels registrated
Two were to be born but only one of ’em made it
Inside a cloud of sorrow, the silver lining and joy
It’s a bouncing baby boy, a king’s name they would enploy
And before he even squeaks it’s decided it’s Malik
Now, give him hope, give him care, raise him while his grandma there
Watch out mama, if you stare, live wide eyes will keep you there
Let’s progress the story just a little bit
Malik, I would treat you like little brother that would give you fist
Sometimes overbearing, though I thought it was for your benefit
Despite all the spastic shit and cinematic we documented
The one thing I appreciate, you and I, we never pretended
Rhymes we would write it out, hard times, fight it out
Made race face to face, made it right
And now you riding out, out, out, out
Damn

[Chorus]
Have you ever
Lost somebody
(Phife dawg, man)
Way before you
(Bow wow, woof woof)
Got to dream
No more crying
He’s in sunshine

[Verse 2: Jarobi]
Never thought that I would ever be writing this song
Hold friends tight, never know [?]
Soul so beautiful, [?] indisputable
Heart of the largest lion trapped inside the little dude
Took the grip to Granny’s house, now we eat the curry food
Talking hopes, dreams, plans leak, I’s never scared
Brand new pair of Nike Airs, avenue upstairs
Mailbox, bears, all our rhymes was never there
A nigga wanna battle, you know Phifey didn’t care
Jarobi with the beat, into new ass we tear
I’mma flash forward, well took a trip to ATL
Cooking in the kitchen making sure my nigga eating well
Wedding in Tobago, you know exactly where I’m at
Standing on the side of black, Malik Izaak

[Chorus]
Have you ever
Lost somebody
Way before you
Got to dream
No more crying
He’s in sunshine
He’s alright now
See his wings
Have you ever
Lost somebody
Way before you
Got to dream
No more crying
He’s in sunshine
He’s alright now
See his wings
Have you ever
Lost somebody
Way before you
Got to dream
No more crying
He’s in sunshine
He’s alright now
See his wings
Have you ever
Lost somebody
Way before you
Got to dream
No more crying

[Break]

[Guitar solo: Jack White]