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Macklemore & Ryan Lewis – Need To Know lyrics

(feat. Chance The Rapper)

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
Washing out cigarettes in the bathroom
Should probably only give my opinion when I’m asked to
I’m really good at telling the half truth but usually only when I have to
The money doesn’t work, the chain doesn’t work
Something broken in my brain, got me praying in the dirt
Got me stranded in my bed like I’m laying in the hearse
And the grass is always greener when you play on astroturf
Wonder why my generation poppin’ pills and poppin’ percs
And got some weed and got some purp
And got some bars and got some syurp
And got some Jordan’s on my feet, I went and matched them with my shirt
And I just Instagrammed them both to show you that I got them first
Got a Louis duffel bag, I got my girl a purse
I’m tryna find God through a purchase, I’m not tryna go to church
Amen, Satan, told me not to serve, I only think about myself, I only think about my work
I only think about my come-up, capitalism
Look at where we come from, we are what we run from
We are why we smoke some, so numb, so numb, so numb

[Hook: Macklemore & Chance The Rapper]
I’ma tell you what you need to know
I’ma tell you what you need to hear
Cause the truth would be too much
Yeah the truth would be, yeah the truth would be
I’ma tell you what you need to know
I’ma tell you what you need to hear
Cause the truth would be too much
Yeah the truth would be, yeah the truth would be

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper + Macklemore]
I cry when she smile with her eyes closed
I’m already afraid of tight clothes
I want all her best friends to be white folks
I scratched out this line so many times, I can’t forget it
It’s fucked up, I almost say it every time that I edit
I swear rapping make it easy to lie
But secrets don’t make it easy to write
I met the devil in Manhattan, quickly ended discussion
I don’t need a thing, he warned of repercussions
But I know he come in all forms, that won’t be his last visit
Time is moving fast and I’m running with a pair of scissors
Looking in the mirror like, “Damn that ain’t my dad, is it?”
He handed the torch but he ain’t hold my hand in it
I spent a pretty penny on microphones, mini-midis
In-ears and CDs, I put the indie in Windy City
Indian giver, Black father, White liar
Right next to Yeezy like Mike Myers
Stare at the cue cards, take out the juke parts
Take out the God references, just leave the cool parts
I remember opening for Ben, wasn’t no liquor at the show
And now the white girls call me nigga at my show
I wish that I could open twice, sit down at the open mic
Go back to the day before I became famous over night
I wish that I could open twice, sit down at the open mic
Go back to the day before I became famous over night

[Hook: Macklemore & Chance The Rapper]
I’ma tell you what you need to know
I’ma tell you what you need to hear
Cause the truth would be too much
Yeah the truth would be, yeah the truth would be

[Instrumental break]

[Outro: Macklemore]
I’ma tell you what you need to know
I’ma tell you what you need to hear
Cause the truth would be too much
Yeah the truth would be, yeah the truth would be…okay

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Lucki – Special (feat. Warhol.SS)

Special, special, special That bitch say she special, uh yeah And my niggas special Gang in this mufucka’ Close that door, aye close that door Yeah you know we special Special, special I know she think she special but she know I don’t need her Ima Christmas treat her Cali blowing’ reefer If that boy a tweaker Put ’em on a teacher Know she fuckin’ me for that Reggie, Ima beat her 32 the firest squad, never leave the heater All I do is fuck this bitch and she think she a keeper, no My bitch ain’t keepin’ nun Bitch I’m flexin’ keefin’ Yeah these niggas weefin’ All these niggas weepin’ Countin’ guap, 32 gang I pull up with pops Ksubi’s on she gave me top Got this guap I called her box Bankroll on me nigga testin’ 30 on me boy who testin’ Had that boy undress him Hit him with that Smith n Wesson Special, special, that bitch she think she special Special, special, hit that boy wit’ the special Special, special, yeah, special Special, special, hit that boy wit’ the special Special, special, I’m all outta special We fuck with the lights on she scared I’m the devil Stain boy put your trust in me, dumb hoe I’m a lesson We fuck with the lights on she scared I’m the devil Molly Holy Ghost I’m gon’ do the most I’m gon’ die for this If I don’t overdose Give you all of me It’s all there don’t you question me You too boring for me I like you more off ecstasy Special, special, Vlone she like my sweater Vlone cause that’s the set’a It’s lonely here in heaven Special, special, I can’t feel the pressure Windy City flyer I’m on six, Devin Hester I’m rollin’, jaws are clinchin’ I buy, pour, and I don’t measure If you hoes are extra I’m not busy I don’t text ’em Special, special, Trouble standin’ next to uh Cookin’ up my recip’ Trouble standin’ next to uh Special, special, I’m all outta special We fuck with the lights on, dumb hoe Ima lesson Don’t you put your trust in me dumb Ima lesson Don’t you give your syrup to me dumb hoe Ima lesson Special, special, woah, special, special, special, woaah I be coolin’ on niggas bro Woah, aye To easy for me Let me see

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Alison Krauss – Windy City (Windy City Deluxe Album)

[Verse 1]
We came to big city, from our little country town
And every step he takes with you, is down
And you’re as cold and heartless, as your chilling winds that blow
Before you freeze his heart, please let him go

[Chorus]
Windy City; you’re haunting my baby
With your bright lights and your avenues so wild
Windy City; turn loose of my baby
If you don’t give him back, I’ll lose my mind

[Interlude]

[Verse 2]
At night I walk your sidewalks, and look in every bar
I love him even though, he’s gone too far
Your swinging doors stay open, just to keep him from my side
And I’m on your lonely streets, again tonight

[Chorus]
Windy City; you’re haunting my baby
With your bright lights and your avenues so wild
Windy City; turn loose of my baby
And if you don’t give him back, I’ll lose my mind
If you don’t give him back, I’ll lose my mind …

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Alison Krauss – Windy City (Live At The Franklin Theatre, Franklin, Tn/2016) (Windy City Deluxe Album)

[Verse 1]
We came to big city, from our little country town
And every step he takes with you, is down
And you’re as cold and heartless, as your chilling winds that blow
Before you freeze his heart, please let him go

[Chorus]
Windy City; you’re haunting my baby
With your bright lights and your avenues so wild
Windy City; turn loose of my baby
If you don’t give him back, I’ll lose my mind

[Interlude]

[Verse 2]
At night I walk your sidewalks, and look in every bar
I love him even though, he’s gone too far
Your swinging doors stay open, just to keep him from my side
And I’m on your lonely streets, again tonight

[Chorus]
Windy City; you’re haunting my baby
With your bright lights and your avenues so wild
Windy City; turn loose of my baby
And if you don’t give him back, I’ll lose my mind
If you don’t give him back, I’ll lose my mind …