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Ajj – The Final Cut Lyrics

Would you send me packing? [Verse 1]
Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time
And far from flying high in clear blue skies
I’m spiraling down to this hole in the ground where I hide
If you negotiate the minefield in the drive
And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
And if you make it past the shotguns down the hall
Dial the combination, open the priesthole
And if I’m in I’ll tell you what’s behind the wall
There’s a kid who had a big hallucination
Making love to girls in magazines
He wonders if you’re sleeping with your newfound faith
Could anybody love him
Or is it just a crazy dream? [Verse 2]
Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone? Or would you take me home? And smile in reassurance
As you whisper down the phone? And if I open my heart to you
And show you my weak side
What would you do? [Bridge]
And if I show you my dark side
Will you still hold me tonight? [Solo]
[Verse 3]
Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings
Thought I oughta tear the curtain down
I held the blade in trembling hands
Prepared to make it but
Just then the phone rang
I never had the nerve to make the final cut Would you take the children away
And leave me alone?

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Hopsin – Fire Lyrics

You crazy bitch? Bitch, not
(Heh, ha) Yeah you got me gigglin’ like a fat kid who ticklish
Cause y’all gon’ buy the shit and that’s the end of it
Cause-
[Chorus: Hopsin]
I got that fire for ya, I feel like I can blow up
Fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire
I got that fire for ya, I feel like I can blow up
Fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire
[Post Chorus: SwizZz]
I got that fire, I’ll take you higher
I got that fire, I’ll burn it up
[Verse 2: SwizZz]
Hopsin let me hop in and drop shit
I drop kick whack emcees that talk shit
You thought if whether or not you could stop this
That hot shit, Hop rockin’ with is accomplished
It’s SwizZz mothafuckas, I don’t need no intro
Dutchin’ on the beat, I don’t walk, I tip-toe
Yell like a schizo when I get dough
Act up, I’ll put you on blast like pistols
I wanna be the one your girlfriend gossips about
Like when I stick my sock in her mouth
I mean, like when I stick my cock in her mouth
I got that (Fire!) ain’t no stompin’ it out, yeah
[Chorus: Hopsin]
I got that fire for ya, I feel like I can blow up
Fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire
I got that fire for ya, I feel like I can blow up
Fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire
[Verse 3: Hopsin]
Yeah, somethin’ like Lucifer
The shit I preach is new to ya homie, I’m fully suited up
Killin’ ’em like I’m nuclear, nigga Hopsin is truly a
Genius up in the studio, nigga I’m steady movin’ up
My gas prices leavin’ my cash lifeless
Gettin’ my assed hyped, I filled it up last night
I’m down to my last dime, I’m down to my last rhyme
And this is the last time the president snatched mine
I’m out of my mind, wait no, my mind is out of me
You not as hot as me, I sculpture the game like pottery
So just say “Hi” to me cause I’ma be here for a while
See but niggas robbin’ me when they get a deal when they rhymes is weak
And I ain’t with that shit, forget that shit, I’ll rip that shit
I’ll flip the script on any trick who think he spit that crazy shit
Crazy shit? You make me sick, I hate this shit
I got the mothafuckin’ fire for ya, yeah you cravin’ this
[Chorus: Hopsin]
I got that fire for ya, I feel like I can blow up
Fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire
I got that fire for ya, I feel like I can blow up
Fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire
I got that fire for ya, I feel like I can blow up
I got that fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire Play this song
[Intro: Hopsin]
Fire
Cause bitch I got that, bitch I got that
Bitch I got that fire
[Verse 1: Hopsin]
Yo, I got the dopest flow cause I know how to rope the floor
I’m bombin’ shit like [?] cause it’s the way I’m ‘sposed to go
I’ll lift yo ass like smoking dro, this nigga ain’t got no control
I think I’m finna overload, I’m hot, give me a Coca Col’
Roll how a solider roll
Hey wait a minute, hold the phone
This rapper has a bogus dome, you’ll never be a Rolling Stone
Of course I’ll be a Rolling Stone, I’m finna be holdin’ chrome
We’re from the [?] forcing him to thrown me on
I got this hip-hop shit locked
You think when my shit drops I’ma be a big flop?

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070 Shake – No Enemies lyrics

[Hook: Shake070]
I’m just trynna get it on my own
And I don’t wanna waste another day
Feeding off this energy
Keep it all one hunned we
Ain’t gotta have no enemy, no
All I know is get it on my own
Sometimes I gotta wash the pain away
God I love my Hennessy
Keep it all one hunned we
Ain’t gotta have no enemies no

[Verse 1: Phi]
Maybe we could all get money and relate to each other
An OG told me
Real men get it, don’t take from another
And don’t wait on another
I don’t need no favors
Man I’m straight with my brothers
Love to drink with my brothers
Get to the bank with my brothers
Young nigga coming out straight from the gutter
Know that it’s about the bread and the butter
But all I’m seeing is guns and them roses
Why do my people keep losing our soldiers
We ‘posed to get it and spread out the culture
Boss up my nigga and live like a owner
This for my niggas that’s setting they goals up
I can’t wait til we go up
This is just the beginning
Stay to myself because nigga we winning
But I got love for my niggas that’s getting it
I do not move with no malice
Trynna keep all of my balance
Sometimes it could be a challenge
I’m racking up on the mileage
I’ve been so long on this road
So far from home
I’m just a young Rolling Stone
Started with nothing
I made them decisions
How could you hate this persistence
I mean we came from a distance
Gotta be free and maintain on the mission
If they ain’t talking that mean they ain’t listening
All of my niggas is focused and ready to get it
You know we ain’t lacking and slippin’
We on it and winnin’
And all of you niggas gon’ feel it

[Hook: Shake070]
I’m just trynna get it on my own
And I don’t wanna waste another day
Feeding off this energy
Keep it all one hunned we
Ain’t gotta have no enemy, no
All I know is get it on my own
Sometimes I gotta wash the pain away
God I love my Hennessy
Keep it all one hunned we
Ain’t gotta have no enemies, no

[Verse 2: Shake070]
When it’s on the road
Who gon’ run for us, yeah
Then would you get up out the [?] for us
We need the niggas with the joints for us, yeah
We grindin hard
Shit is real right now
Shake take a sip, sip, sip
They say have a nice trip
You’ll be boolin on the rip, rip ohh
We was on the floor right now
Man I’m really feeling low right now
And she thinking ’bout the stove I know
I love the distraction
Destruction
Dysfunction
Erupting
I’m running from something so cunning
It’s nothing
I’m bugging me to take my luggage
And leave out the country like Paris
It’s stunning
I know I would love it
So neat it’d be numbing
I ask you don’t bug me, yeahh
I ask you don’t bug me, yeahh
Can you just respect the fact that I come and go
You got to accept the fact that you’ll never know
We want to surprise them more so we lay low
So we lay low

[Hook: Shake070]
I’m just trynna get it on my own
And I don’t wanna waste another day
Feeding off this energy
Keep it all one hunned we
Ain’t gotta have no enemy, no
All I know is get it on my own
Sometimes I gotta wash the pain way
God I love my Hennessy
Keep it all one hunned we
Ain’t gotta have no enemies, no

[Outro: Shake070]
I’m just trynna get it on my own
We was on the floor right now
Man I’m really feeling low right now

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EDEN – rock + roll lyrics

[Verse 1]
So tell me this is who you are
They tell me I’ve got something more
And oh, you could be loved
But I don’t want the lights to find me when I’m dark and lost
But never on my own

[Chorus]
‘Cause I just wanna swing like Sinatra
Singing like I can’t stop
‘Cause I could never rock like a Rolling Stone
I just wanna live like the ones before, yeah
And maybe I could play guitar like Hendrix
Or save the world or end it
And then maybe they’ll remember me when I’m gone
That’s all I could ever want
That’s all I want

[Verse 2]
So I got ten minutes to be all or nothing to
Whoever wants to hear
And I got ten weeks of talking bullshit on repeat ’till I’m burnt out and disappear
But I owe you nothing
And I own my luck
Oh, they said you’ll never be alone again
But I don’t think you understand me or what I fear
But you could be loved
But I don’t wanna lie to tell myself
I’m more than all the mistakes I’ve outrun

[Verse 3]
‘Cause I’m only here for a minute
And I don’t care what you say ’cause I know
You’re only here cause I’m winning
But I can be my own kind of rock and roll
I don’t really care if you say you don’t fuck with me
And I can say what the fuck I want ’cause it’s down to me
And I got love for you even if you were doubting me
Like, oh my God, I just can’t stop

[Chorus]
‘Cause I just wanna sing like Sinatra
With ethanol my soundtrack
‘Cause I could never rock like a Rolling Stone
I wonder how it feels to burn out young, yeah
‘Cause I just wanna die before my heart fails
From heartbreak or cocktails and
Then maybe you’ll cry once you know I’m gone
That’s all I could ever want
Oh, that’s all I want, yeah

[Bridge]
‘Cause I ain’t scared of livin’
Does it get easier?
No… yes, it gets easier
No, I ain’t scared of livin’
Oh yeah?
No, I ain’t scared of livin’

[Outro]
Sex, drugs, and rock and roll – that’s all I want
‘Cause it’s all we’ve got
What are we breathin’ for if we ain’t living?
What’s under the words you know – that’s all I want
And I don’t want your love
I just wanna feel like I’m still livin’
Something more than superficial is all I want
And if there is no god
I know the day I die, I lived through heaven
Sex, drugs, and rock and roll – that’s all I want
And that I gave it hell
And if it hurt, oh well
At least that’s living
The more you know who you are and what you want…
That’s all I want
…the less you let things upset you
That’s all I want
I just don’t know who I’m supposed to be
I tried being a writer but I hate what I write
And I tried taking pictures but they were so mediocre
You know, and every girl goes through a photography phase
You know, like horses, and taking dumb pictures of your feet
You’ll figure that out – I’m not worried about you

[*Extended*]
If all we had is time then we’ll be alright
It’s not much but it’s better than nothing
Sex drugs and rock and roll that’s all I want
What’s under the words you know that’s all I want
Something more than superficial is all I want
Sex drugs and rock and roll that’s all I want

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NAV – Freshman List lyrics

[Chorus]
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
I wouldn’t show up for the freshman list
Your swag expired, you ain’t fresh like this
Shit on all my haters, I’ma make them pissed
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
I wouldn’t show up for the freshman list
Your swag expired, you ain’t fresh like this
Shit on all my haters, I’ma make them pissed

[Verse 1]
Trade my Honda to a Bentley
Now these fuckboys wanna end me
Ammunition, I got plenty
I squeezed it till it’s empty
My haters, they resent me
Never checking what they send me
Don’t touch me, I ain’t friendly
I’m driving foreigns, I ain’t renting
Your career is stuck on pending
The corner what I’m bending
You’re thinking about lending
My money I ain’t sending
You can’t get a penny
You wanna see me fail because I’m balling
You a fake and we ain’t got nothing in common
You didn’t pick up when you saw me calling
So you wouldn’t catch me if you saw me falling
Be careful who you shit on, they might make it, you never know
Don’t try to come around me if you wasn’t here before
You say you need some tickets, wanna see me at my show
I put my bitch in VIP, I put you on the floor

[Chorus]
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
I wouldn’t show up for the freshman list
Your swag expired, you ain’t fresh like this
Shit on all my haters, I’ma make them pissed
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
I wouldn’t show up for the freshman list
Your swag expired, you ain’t fresh like this
Shit on all my haters, I’ma make them pissed

[Verse 2]
I’m rolling off a bean and I’m stoned
I just did a interview with Rolling Stone
My teachers used to call my momma on the phone
I failed in all my classes, hated going home
Got-Got a lot of problems that I handle on my own
Remember making beats and feeling stuck inside my home
And now when I come home, I’m fucking every bitch I know
I just show my chain off to Lil Uzi on the phone
I feeling in my zone, I took two 30’s to the dome
I heard they pitch they shit up just so they can match my tone
I’m balling, you can’t stand it how I keep you on your toes
No motion picture money rewinds in my video
When I’m in my city, I feel like I’m Rambo
My bro like a mechanic, always keep the hammer close
Do I believe in heaven? To be honest, I don’t know
But I believe in Ghosts and I believe in Lambos

[Chorus]
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
I wouldn’t show up for the freshman list
Your swag expired, you ain’t fresh like this
Shit on all my haters, I’ma make them pissed
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
I wouldn’t show up for the freshman list
Your swag expired, you ain’t fresh like this
Shit on all my haters, I’ma make them pissed

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Towkio – Symphony (On The Tonight Show) (Live)

[Verse 1: Towkio]
You and your friends watch videos, try and dance like Beyoncé
You was raised a church girl, now you always find yourself out on Sunday
And do on Monday the same thing you did Tuesday and Wednesday feel the same
Now you feel uncool like your auntie husband and you don’t wanna feel that lame
But you don’t know that much, but it’s okay go pour that up
If you got your drink then hold that up
‘Cause you ain’t pay for it ’cause you got a big ol’ ass
So somebody bought it, you ain’t gotta pay that back
I’m like, each night and it don’t get old
But just know everything that glisten ain’t gold so
Don’t believe everything you’ve been told
Just know that your future ain’t sittin’ in stone like
Rolling Stone, I rock like granite
Hit the stage, rock the mic like Janet
If I say things they might just happen
Turn stock to seeds, I might just plant it up
With no ring, just a Saturn, whip
You used to get your son from baby daddy (uh)
I ain’t judgin’ beauty pageants but
Time ain’t never movin’ backwards, so okay get this infamy
I just feel all the vibe that you sent for me
If God sent me an inquiry about angels and instantly
You fell outta the sky with a pair of some angel wings
Would you believe in the thing called destiny?
So would you live for me? Or die for me? Or sin for me?
Or play along baby girl like a symphony? I’m like

[Chorus: Teddy Jackson & Towkio]
Would you live for me? Die for me?
Sin for me? Cry for me?
Baby, if I wrote you a symphony
(Come On! Ay Play Along! Ay)
Tell me, would you play along?
Tell me, would you play along?
Tell me, would you play along?
Would you live for me? Die for me?
Sin for me? Cry for me?
Baby, if I wrote you a symphony
Tell me, would you play along?
Tell me, would you play along?
Tell me, would you play along?

[Verse 2: Towkio]
I said, play along play along, like it ain’t that hard
Don’t act too cool, play your part
And if your card decline and you claim fraud
Then if your man’s there, then he gon’ take that charge
But if it’s never your fault then it’s never your fault
If you don’t got money, you can save that thought
And you ain’t learn a thing, now you pay back loans
For that diploma that sit on your wall at home (damn)
So who you owe, what you own, you say you grown
But I can’t tell, pop out, best fit you gon’ put it on
But you still out here takin’ them big L’s
Broken nail, crack the screen
Worked at noon, slept ’til 3, at the club you risked it all
‘Cause you stayed there ’til they turned the lights on
Lookin’ for that love in basketball (like why?)
Really, no, I’m just sayin’
You be looking for the right things in wrong places
Like a man catch chills from your body language
At this point get lost in translation
Like Damn, know they got it in for me
I can feel all the vibe that you sent for me
It’s scientific chemistry, you wifey, WiFi, you connect to me
So let me be the Adam and you be Eve
Really girl I’m just tryin’ to feel your energy
So would you live for me? Or die for me? Or sin for me?
Or play along baby girl like a symphony? I’m like

[Chorus: Teddy Jackson & Towkio]
Would you live for me? Die for me?
Sin for me? Cry for me?
Baby, if I wrote you a symphony
Tell me, would you play along?
(Come On!) Play Along
Tell me, would you play along? (Yo)
Tell me, would you play along?

[Pre-Outro: Towkio]
If God sent me an inquiry about angels that he missed consistently
And then you fell out of the sky with some angel wings
Would you believe it was meant to be? Huh? Like

[Outro: Teddy Jackson & Towkio]
Oh, baby it’s your move (Play along, play)
It’s your move
Tell me what you want to do, yeah
So, tell me what you want to do
Tell me what you want to do, yeah

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Kanye West Settles $10 Million Lawsuit Over Canceled Tour

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Kanye West has settled the $10 million lawsuit over his canceled Saint Pablo Tour, according to reports.

The Grammy winner canceled the remaining dates of his Saint Pablo Tour back in November 2016. “The remaining dates on the Saint Pablo Tour have been canceled,” a rep for West told E! News in a statement at the time. “Tickets will be fully refunded at point of purchase.”

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E! News later learned that exhaustion was to blame and according to an insider, West was working around the clock on various projects including fashion designs while also trying to make sure to spend time with family.

Months later in summer of 2017, West and his touring company, Very Good Touring, filed a $10 million lawsuit against Saint Pablo Tour insurers Lloyd’s of London.

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In court documents obtained by E! News in August, West’s team alleged breach of contract and breach of good faith and fair dealing.

“More than eight months later, the insurers have neither paid on the multi-million dollar claim nor denied the claim,” Kanye’s team stated in court documents. “Nor have they provided anything approaching a coherent explanation about why they have not paid, or any indication if they will ever pay or even make a coverage decision.”

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The attorney representing West’s touring company in the lawsuit, Howard King, told Rolling Stone in a statement Wednesday that “the dispute has been amicably resolved.”

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Notice Me

Lyrics to ‘Notice Me’ by Migos:

Rolling Stone have unveiled their first — and fire — cover of 2018, graced by Migos. Penned by OG journalist Touré, the cover story shadows the Atlanta trio in late December as they finish their upcoming album CULTURE II (out January 26).

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Did Vybz Kartel Confirmed He Is Recording Music In Prison

Vybz Kartel is either just trolling us or confirming that he has been recording music in prison.

Since December, Kartel has been very active on Instagram, a tool he used to keep his fans up-to-date with his new music and post new photos of himself and his kids. On Monday, he shared a meme which pretty much expressed how he feels about his haters. “When badmind a wait fi hear seh Vybz Kartel stop voice inna prison,” the meme reads. In short, he is taking shots at his haters who want to see him stop recording music behind bars.

In 2016, Vybz Kartel broke his silence about the controversial issue of him recording music in prison. Not only did he dismissed the claims, he also said electronic devices are not permitted in prison which begs the question how is he able to be on Instagram so frequently?

“I’ve always been a prolific songwriter, and I record at breakneck speed as well, so I have a lot of surplus material to choose from,” the dancehall deejay told Rolling Stone. “There is a recording studio at another correctional facility [in Jamaica] but none here … cellphones, laptops, or any Internet-capable instrument are prohibited items.”

That same year, the National Security Minister ordered the department of corrections to conduct an investigation to determine if Vybz Kartel and other musicians are illegally recording music in prison. The investigation came up empty-handed, but the prison reinforced its security operation while also installing cellphone jamming devices. It’s also illegal for Vybz Kartel to be recording music in prison and if caught, he could be sent to solitary confinement and faced other penalties.

Nevertheless, he has been dropping more music than even artists who are free and his team has been saying that his slew of new music s from previously recorded unreleased material. That still doesn’t explain how Kartel has been deejaying about things that are happening now and he has been incarcerated since 2011. Unless he is a time traveler.

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Kendrick Lamar’s ‘Damn.’ Tops Rolling Stone Best Albums Of 2017

Kendrick Lamar is soaring high on Rolling Stone list of 50 Best Albums of 2017.

There are very little folks who would disagree that Kendrick Lamar drops one of the best, if not the best, albums this year, DAMN. So it should come as no surprise that Rolling Stone named the project the best album of the year. The LP sold 603,000 album-equivalent units in its first week to open at the top of the Billboard 200 chart in April of this year. It went on to top the chart for four non-consecutive weeks and has since sold over 800,000 traditional album units and over 2 million album-equivalent units.

The album DAMN. has already picked up an American Music Award for Favorite Album Rap/Hip-Hop Album and a BET Hip Hop Award for Album of the Year. The project is also one to watch for the upcoming Grammy Awards. With the release of DAMN, Kendrick Lamar cemented his place as one of the top five rappers of this generation, a topic that is a constant debate in hip hop culture.

Further down on Rolling Stone’s list of 50 Best Albums of 2017, Migos album Culture ranked number nine following an impressive run this year as trap music begins to gain more traction in the mainstream. JAY-Z’s critically acclaimed new album 4:44 ranked number twelve and some of the rap legend’s fans are not too happy about that and think the project should at least be top five this year. “Hov’s 4:44 is easily top five albums this year, no way some of these pop artists drop a better project that Hov please revise this list,” one fan wrote.

SZA’s Ctrl came in at number twenty, while Drake’s More Life came in at number 27 just one place higher than Vince Staples’ Big Fish Theory. Chronixx is the only reggae artist to make the list with his Chronology album ranking 48.

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GoldLink – Pray Everyday (Survivor’s Guilt)

[Hook]
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam

[Verse 1]
Hold my black nina in the sky shoot it high
Maybe hit an angel watch it fall down, fam
Free the whole posse, free the guys
All my life been addicted to the pussy that’s my vice, yeah
Drinkin’ drinkin’ drinkin’ all my problems
I don’t need nobody, I just need my bottle that’s for certain
Put the pussy on the pedestal
I don’t got no industry friends, cause I’m rude
So I told myself

[Hook]
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam

[Verse 2]
Momma pray everyday, head straight
Kept my head right, round my whole state
You know you gon’ have to keep a bad bitch
You know that the younger niggas look at you
Ride with a nigga, yeah they feel you
Cactus for my Citron, know I had to
But the music business think that you gon’ take our chance nigga
Pass Kanye, and be the man, cool
DC, yeah you know they fucking proud of you
Wilding out, shout out Luciano, yeah we’re fine now
Out this motherfucking, prolly be up in the White House
White bitch talking ’bout she love her niggas blacked out
From the north than begin the south
Went to Penthouse suite from sleeping up on momma couch on momma house
And momma gave him momma slave and now her son is getting paid
And papa was a rolling stone now his son on Rolling Stone
And all I said was shit

[Hook]
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons, keep the haters
Keep ’em, keep ’em

[Outro]
Lord I pray for wealth and power over all these motherfuckers
For the DMV to reign for many moons
Fuck these rappers. Fuck these labels
Fuck these bitches. Fuck these bitches, you hear me
They killed my nigga and I pray for revenge
Control me and use me the way you would allow me to
Amen

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Good Charlotte – I Just Wanna Live

I need an alarm system in my house
So I know when people are creepin’ about
These people are freakin’ me out (these days)
It’s getting hectic everywhere that I go
They won’t leave me alone
There’s things they all want to know
I’m paranoid of all the people I meet
Why are they talking to me?
And why can’t anyone see?
I just want to live
Don’t really care about the things that they say
Don’t really care about what happens to me
I just want to live
I rock a law suit when I’m goin’ to court
A white suit when I’m getting divorced
A black suit at the funeral home
And my birthday suit when I’m home alone
Talking on the phone
Got an interview with the Rolling Stone
They’re saying, â??Now you’re rich, now you’re famousâ??
Fake ass girls all know your name and
Lifestyles of the rich and the famous
Your first hit aren’t you ashamed
Of the life, of the life, of the life
We’re living
I just want to live I just want to live
Don’t really care about the things that they say
Don’t really care about what happens to me
I just want to live
Stop your messing around boy
Better think of your future
Better make some good plans boy
Said everyone of our teachers
Look out, you better play it safe
Never know what hard times will come your way
We say, where we’re comin’ from
We’ve already seen the worst that this life can bring
Now we expect it everywhere that we go
All the things that they say
Yeah we already know
I just want to live
I just want to live
Don’t really care about the things that they say
Don’t really care about what happens to me I just want to live

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Leon Russell – If The Shoe Fits

Can you get us in free
My girlfriend and me
We like the songs, but we hate to pay
Can I have your guitar
Can I ride on your car
Can you give me a role to play

Can I have an autograph
Can I sit in your lap
Are you really into witchcraft like they say
Can I follow you home
Can I use your telephone
Can we crash here for just a few day
We’re from Rolling Stone so it’s okay

Oh, What was your name
You’re someone I’ve seen
Has anyone said that you look like James Dean
Can I sit in your lap
Can I give you the clap

Can we rap but don’t have much to say

Can I have your guitar
Can I ride on your car
Can you give me a role to play
Can I follow you home
Can I use your telephone
Can we crash here for just a few days
We’re from Rolling Stone so it’s okay, Ah ha!

Can you do a benefit
Have you got any shit
Have you made your peace with Jesus yet today
Would you like to be a monk
C’mon lets go get drunk
Do you think Paul McCartney is okay
Can we crash here for just a few days
Ah, we’re from Rolling Stone so it’s okay