Joe Budden Angered By Plane Supporting R. Kelly

R. Kelly has become one of the most despised artists ever since the revelation that he will have to face multiple sexual assault charges. While most of the popular opinion has been turned against him, it seems he has at least one die-hard supporter in New Jersey. The fan even went through the trouble of paying for a banner on a plane to make his or her feelings known.

The former Slaughterhouse rapper caught the fan’s message and decided to share it with his followers as well as his disgust with the person responsible. Joe Budden, who seemed confused by the entire incident, recorded the moment on his phone before posting it on various social media accounts.

In the short clip, he can be heard saying: “Look at this, only in New Jersey,” before adding: “Are you fucking kidding me, buddy? This is what you waste your good, hard-earned money on to see? You gotta be shitting me.”

Joe Budden sees a R Kelly Banner in the sky pic.twitter.com/XcK2K93aB3

— 2Cool2Blog (@2Cool2BIog) April 19, 2021

The message that the fan paid for reads, “R. Kelly was set up for monetary gain!” Very few people share this person’s sentiments as Kelly’s music has been more or less canceled and is rarely played on major radio stations or networks anymore. His troubles began soon after the multi-part docuseries, Surviving R. Kelly.

Following that, he was charged with 10 counts of aggravated criminal sexual abuse in Illinois in February 2019. The “Your Body’s Calling” singer was slapped with 10 federal sexual abuse and obstruction of justice charges later that year. That wasn’t the end of it either as he later faced another 18 federal charges between Illinois and New York courts all in 2019. He is expected to be moved from Cook County jail to New York City ahead of his sex trafficking trial this summer, according to various media reports.

Earlier today (April 19), the New York Post revealed that an alleged R. Kelly associate, Michael Williams, copped a plea deal. He apparently admitted that he lit one of the accuser’s father’s rental cars on fire as he tried to silence and intimidate the family of Azriel Clary. She is one of the alleged victims, according to the docuseries, who was living under his supervision.

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Barleyjuice – State Of Desiree Lyrics

On a Christmas night, on a Dublin flight,
we did toast with stars in our eyes.
And the lights of New York City shone,
like a million diamonds from the sky.

We had come to work in the promised land,
where we dreamed we’d be happy all the day.
Now it’s been two years and I am left here,
in the state of Desiree

In the bustling throng of the customs queue
we were tired and yearned just to lay.
And we separated without thought
at the hand of the TSA.

And I answered questions about me youth,

and they searched me and let me walk away,
and when I turned around she could not be found,
my darling Desiree.

Let the rain fall down upon my brow,
for my love has gone awry.
Did she leave me here for a Yankee boy,
on the dos-legged blue S flight(?)
Did she lose recall, has she been detained,
Was she linked to the IRA?
Oh the years go by and I’m not set free,
From the state of Desiree.

The years go by, I am not set free,
The state of Desiree.

Bell X1 – Sugar High (Live At Brattle Theatre, Boston) Lyrics

Let’s build up tall into the sky
We can sit on those beams and smile
And eat our sandwiches and smoke cigarettes
Like those boys who built New York City
No fear of falling, oh, it looks so pretty
Oh look, a funeral, a carnival

Sugar, sugar so high, high

Let’s build all this shit, no one’s ever gonna buy
When we come ’round we’ll blame the sugar high
And act all sheepish and kinda sorryish

They’ll just sit there like monuments
Plastic flapping in the wind like a flag so sad

Sugar, so high, high

Hey Charlie, don’t you know?
Seanie, don’t you know?
Paddy, don’t you know the Baileys?
Good old boys at the races

Yeah, in a big tent at the races

He’s a friend of mine, he’s a friend of yours
He’s a friend of ours like not so wise guys
Yeah, not so wise guys

And they’ll do anything for sugar, sugar so high, high
Yeah, anything for sugar, sugar so high, high

Anything, anything
Can’t let go of the good times
Good times, good times

Sugar so high
Sugar, sugar so high

Free to those who can afford it
To those who can afford it
Very dear to those who can’t
Those who can’t

Free to those who can afford it
To those who can afford it
Very dear to those who can’t
Those who can’t

Jim Jones – Reppin’ Time Lyrics

[Intro]
I’M BACK! I’m on my Dipset shit, 20-30 grand in one pocket, foreign car
outside…living life fast, you niggaz need to catch up, slow pokes
NYC…Here We Go Again!

DIP,DIP SET! I GET ON EXTRA GRIND, I GET ON EXTRA GRIND, I GET ON EXTRA
GRIND…WHEN IT’S, WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME
WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME, WHEN IT’S WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME, WHEN IT’S REPPIN
TIME, WHEN IT’S WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME

[Chorus One]
I GET ON EXTRA GRIND, I GET ON EXTRA GRIND
I GET ON EXTRA GRIND WHEN IT’S WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME (DIP DIPSET!)
WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME, WHEN IT’S WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME (DIPSET)
WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME, WHEN IT’S WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME (DIP DIPSET!)

It’s Dipset Season, you ready to grind? Get money, rep yours, what you know
about that? Everyday we hustle, you hear me, YOU HEAR ME? I got money on my
mind man, we the talk of New York
you niggaz want action, I got a movie for ya!

[Jim Jones]
I’m in the coupe relaxing (like that)
you see the roof collapsing (drop the top!)
I got my paper up although I’m still kufi smacking! (smack the shit out you!)
And it’s God fearing, foreign car steering
60 thou Jabar wearing, just beat a trial hearing
You should catch me walking cocky out the courtroom (diddy bopping!)
Like eat my dust, a buck 40 for the Porsche zoom (ZOOOOOOOOOM!)
Back in population (what else?)
we cop drops to race ’em (BALLIIIING!)
we getting money over here WHAT’S YOUR OCCUPATION?!?!
We on top of things, and we got them things (them birds)
But we only sell them birds, you tryna cop a wing? (you a petty hustler)
I know the real Rich…the REAL Richard Porter
RIP he left the hood to us, we own the corners! (HARLEM!)
The bright lights and my big city
my ice bright and the wrist silly (FLOSSIIIIIIING!)
I’m risking Fed time, front page headline
make the pedal hit the floor til the throttle red line!

[Chorus Two]
DIP DIP DIP DIPSET! WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME, WHEN IT’S WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME (DIPSET)
WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME, WHEN IT’S WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME (DIPSET)
WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME, WHEN IT’S WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME (DIPSET)

WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME, WHEN IT’S WHEN IT’S REPPIN TIME (DIP DIPSET!)

[Jim Jones]
I let my pants sag (why?), so I can show my ass (KISS MY ASS!)
It’s twenty g’s a pocket, that’s cause we blowing cash (that’s NOTHING!)
And when the photo’s flash (SMILE!), Gallardies going pass
Lights, camera’s, autographs…”Wet Willies”, call a cab
The fast life is pricey, the time piece is icey (BLINGING!)
And my niggaz moving fish scale just like the Pisces!
Momma raised a thug, lawyers when we face the judge (Kelina!)
This is the chance we take to try and put ya brain on drugs
…and we invade the clubs standing on the furniture
Throwing gang signs, two stepping with our burners tucked (EASTSIIIIDE!)
and we will burn you up like three star alarm
WE ARE THE BOMB HUNDRED G’S ON THE CHARM (Byrd Gang!)
You’d think I own the cleaners how I wash that paper
And now we at the dealer tryna cop all flavors (BALLIIIIIIING!)
We at the dealer dog (yeah), so how you feeling y’all?!?
….just tear the ceiling off, f*ck the light we peeling off!

[Chorus Two]

[Chorus One]

[Jim Jones]
The young and the restless…live life reckless
House money on the necklace the pigs want him arrested
Cause I’m obsessed with the guns and the vest’s
cause when you get some cake, the candles come with a death wish!
The rock star living (what else?), the hot cars and women (LAVISH LIFE!)
…the God forgive him, hope the cop cars don’t get ’em (SQUALIIIIIIIIE!)
This for them niggaz that…at the club, throwing stacks (BALLIN!)
At Star Wars, they threw two I threw four back!
and I’m back, it’s Mr. New York City
My hat to the back, I stay flyer than a Frisbee
We still diddy bopping (yeah)
we still could get it poppin (yeah!)
ain’t nothing change but the year of the Range
And the clouds still moving with the squamy (loaded)
and the gangsta’s don’t die, we get MONEEEEY and move to Miami!

When it’s repping time, I get on extra grind
40 cal, an extra nine Dipset the cities mine!

[Chorus Two]

Lion Babe – Native New Yorker Lyrics

Running pretty, New York City girl, 25, 35
Hello baby, New York City girl

You grew up riding the subways running with people
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You’re no tramp but you’re no lady
Talking that street talk
You’re the heart and soul of New York City

Love is just a passing word
It’s the thought you had in a taxi cab
That got left on the curb
When he dropped you off at East 83rd

You’re a native New Yorker

You should know the score by now
You’re a native New Yorker

There you are, lost in the shadows
Searching for someone
To set you free from New York City

Where did all those yesterdays go
When you still believed
Love could really be like a Broadway show
You are the star, when did it close?

You’re a native New Yorker
No one opens the door
For a native New Yorker

LION BABE – Native New Yorker

[Intro:]
Eyy, ah ah ha
New York girl
Runnin’ pretty, New York City girl
25, 35, hello, baby, New York City girl

Lion Babe – Native New Yorker Lyrics continue below:

You grew up ridin’ the subways,
Running with people
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You’re no tramp, but you’re no lady (no lady)
Talkin’ that street talk (oh)
You’re the heart & soul of New York City
Oh-oh-ooh

Love is just a passing word
It’s the thought that you had
In a taxicab that got left on the curb

When he dropped you off at East 83rd

Oh, oh, oh
(Oh, oh, oh)
You’re a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now
(You should know by now)
You’re a native New Yorker
(Yeah,
Oooh, ooh, ooh)

There you are, lost in the shadows
Searchin’ for someone
To set you free from New York City
And, whoooah
Where did all those yesterdays go?
When you still believed
Love could really be like a Broadway show

You were the star, when did it close?

Oh, oh, oh
(Oh, oh, oh)
You’re a native New Yorker
No one opens the door for a native New Yorker.

(Ooh, ooh, ooh
Break it down
Oh, it’s my city)

(Where did all those yesterdays go?
When you still believed
Love could really be like a Broadway show
You were the star)

You’re a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now
You’re a native New Yorker

Ey
Oh, oh, oh

Uuuuh uuuh

New York
New York
New York city girl.

Rihanna Shows Plenty Cleavage On Date Night With A$AP Rocky

Fans are raving about Rihanna’s latest outfit for a night out with A$AP Rocky.

As one of the biggest female style icons on the planet, Rihanna tends to turn heads everywhere she goes. During her latest buzzworthy outing, the Savage X Fenty boss was spotted in a sexy leather ensemble while out in New York for dinner with her rumored boyfriend A$AP Rocky.

The beauty and fashion mogul was showing cleavage in an alluring mesh and leather pairing. Clad in an unbuttoned Bottega Veneta leather shirt that is worth around $4,000 according to Page Six, RiRi gave onlookers a glimpse of her black mesh bra and distinguishing chest tattoo.

The singer also donned a mesh Bottega Veneta coat and vintage YSL fur with white pumps and an R13 baseball cap. The overall look captured the attention of fans and admirers, some of who are probably extremely jealous of A$AP Rocky right now.

Rihanna and A$AP Rocky just recently returned from their Christmas trip in Barbados where they were seen hand in hand on a pier enjoying some quality time. The couple met up in New York on Monday to have dinner at popular Italian restaurant Emilio’s Ballato.

Rihanna shows off her curves in leather for dinner with A$AP Rocky https://t.co/k5HNFHYGrr pic.twitter.com/GNFk0Z7Xx7

— Page Six (@PageSix) January 21, 2021

According to ENews, a source says they arrived separately. “They entered the restaurant through different doors and tried to be discreet. A$AP Rocky entered behind a bodyguard and ducked inside quickly. Once everyone arrived, they sat together with a group of friends,” the source said. The couple also left the restaurant separately as according to this source, “They stayed for over two hours before leaving separately. Rihanna left with friends and avoided being seen with Rocky.”

The dinner was reportedly held to honor late A$AP Mob artist A$AP Yams, who died on January 18, 2015. Every year on the anniversary of his death, the Mob gathers for “Yams Day”. Rihanna and A$AP Rocky were even spotted together at last year’s tribute in New York City, the 2020 Yams Day Benefit Concert.

Rihanna and A$AP have been trying to keep their relationship under wraps, but she is taking him home to the Caribbean and showing up two consecutive years to honor his departed friend. It’s safe to say these two are emotionally invested.

Do you think the couple has big Valentine’s Day plans?

Sam Hunt – Breaking Up Was Easy in the 90’s Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Yeah, man, oh man, oh man

[Verse 1]
Bartender looked at me like
“Pony up, man, we’re closin’ down”
I paid the tab, and I turned around
Got on that phone on the way home
And ended up down the rabbit hole again
It’s funny how you haven’t changed a bit
But you’re twice as pretty
Glad you finally got to see New York City
And I know it’s not a race
But it looks like you’re gettin’ over me
Faster than I’m gettin’ over you
But hey, what you gon’ do?

[Chorus]
I’m sick of sittin’ at the house, dyin’ on my phone
Wishin’ I was somewhere I can be alone
Try to let you go, somethin’ always reminds me
I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s
I’m tired of gettin’ drunk, tired of bein’ free
Tired of seein’ pictures I don’t wanna see
Girl, you’re everywhere, everywhere but behind me
I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s

[Verse 2]
Back then, I could’ve convinced myself
That maybe you called when I was out
But you didn’t know what to say, so you didn’t leave a message
And that you’re probably at home right now, sound asleep
‘Cause goin’ out isn’t really your thing
And I wouldn’t have a clue what you been up to lately
Or who you been up to it with
But when I don’t miss your calls, I miss you callin’
And I go ’round and ’round again

[Chorus]
I’m sick of sittin’ at the house, dyin’ on my phone
Wishin’ I was somewhere I can be alone
Try to let you go, somethin’ always reminds me
I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s
I’m tired of gettin’ drunk, tired of bein’ free
Tired of seein’ pictures I don’t wanna see
Girl, you’re everywhere, everywhere but behind me
I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s

[Bridge]
Modern love, it’s the modern hearts breakin’
I’m just a product of my generation, and I
‘Bout had enough, watchin’ you gettin’ on with your life

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m sick of sittin’ at the house, dyin’ on my phone
Wishin’ I was somewhere I can be alone
I try to let you go, somethin’ always reminds me
(I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s)
I’m tired of gettin’ drunk, tired of bein’ free
Tired of seein’ pictures I don’t wanna see
Girl, you’re everywhere, everywhere but behind me
I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s

[Outro]
Hearts breakin’
I’m a product of my
Oh, a product of my generation, oh, and I
My baby, my baby

Mandy Moore – Fifteen Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Young girl, up early
Wasn’t old enough to drive
Took a trip from Seminole County
With her mother by her side
Next up, New York City
World was falling at her feet
She thought she was making music
But she was only filling seats

[Chorus 1]
No regrets, with a few exceptions
Every wrong turn, was the right direction
Still a part of me
Still a part of me

[Verse 2]
Glowsticks, pink cotton candy
A touch of glitter on her lips
On parade for the radio station
So they’ll play her biggest hits
Missed prom, missed graduation
No college end of Fall
On the road with a boyband, singing
For the people in the mall

[Chorus 2]
No regrets, with a few exceptions
Learning to love all the imperfections
That are still a part of me
Still a part of me
Still a part of me
Still a part of me

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]
Somewhere between the demo
And the lonely public eye
So real, real famous
Without even knowing why

[Chorus 3]
No regrets, with a few exceptions
Every wrong turn was the right direction
Learning to love all the imperfections
That are still a part of me
Still a part of me
Still a part of me
Still a part of me

Tall Tall Trees – The Wind, She Whispers Lyrics

There is truth and there are stories
From the day when she was born
Like the hearts that beat before me
I will try
I will try
I will try

She was born near New York City
Where the lights can burn your eyes
It’s no wonder why it’s so pretty
Where the stars fall from the sky

Like the wind, she whispers sweetly
In my ear she sings in rhyme
Though the words I can’t remember
I will try
I will try
I will try

In the morning she’s an angel
After noon, she stands a child
By the evening time she’s singing
All through the night she dreams so wild

Like the wind, she whispers sweetly
In my ear she sings in rhyme
Though the words I can’t remember
I will try
I will try
I will try

Just to be there when the sun goes down
Not to freak out when the darkness rolls around
Doesn’t anybody see what I see?
Might be impossible to heal this body

No one tells me when I’m dreaming anymore
I’m drifting endless on a sea without a shore
Oh, my love, shine shine shine
And maybe I might finally find her tonight
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try, try
I will try, try
I will try, try

Tish Hyman – What It Feels Like Lyrics (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & DeJ Loaf)

[Chorus: Tish Hyman]
100 thousand cash, I can show you what it feels like
Birkin bag, I can show you what it feels like
200 on the dash, I can show you what it feels like
That’s a real ass ’cause I know what it feels like
Weeks in Dubai, I can show you what it feels like
Thousand dollar meals, I can show you what it feels like
Trapping on the grind, I can show you what it feels like
Tell you that I’m on and that’s what it feels like

[Verse 1: Tish Hyman]
I’m from New York City so you know you better come, right
Tourin’ overseas, no sleep ’til sunrise
If that was your girl, then she wasn’t last night
Don’t be mad at me, nigga, that’s your life
Said she love my jewels, wanna know what it feel like
You got too many rules and she lookin’ for the free life
Drop top Rolls, she tryna catch a breeze like
She know I got the gold, she tryna catch a breeze like

[Chorus: Tish Hyman]
100 thousand cash, I can show you what it feels like
Birkin bag, I can show you what it feels like
200 on the dash, I can show you what it feels like
That’s a real ass ’cause I know what it feels like
Weeks in Dubai, I can show you what it feels like
Thousand dollar meals, I can show you what it feels like
Trapping on the grind, I can show you what it feels like
Tell you that I’m on and that’s what it feels like

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
She know what it feels like
She know Dolla lay the pipe (aw yeah)
Baby got a past (so what?)
She got miles on that ass
Shawty been in mansions
Shawty been in foreigns
I just follow shawty
She told me you’re borin’
Hotel, hotel suite (hotel, hotel, hotel)
I’ma do the Louis supreme
Shoppin’ ’til we fall out (fall out)
We just f**k after we fall out, ooh yeah

[Chorus: Tish Hyman]
100 thousand cash, I can show you what it feels like
Birkin bag, I can show you what it feels like
200 on the dash, I can show you what it feels like
That’s a real ass ’cause I know what it feels like
Weeks in Dubai, I can show you what it feels like
Thousand dollar meals, I can show you what it feels like
Trapping on the grind, I can show you what it feels like
Tell you that I’m on and that’s what it feels like

[Verse 3: DeJ Loaf]
Chanel bags, Givenchy
The back of the woods, watch you lean on me
Your nigga be purp’ed out
I ain’t talkin’ ’bout I no weed
I been with the same OG’s
Bust down, twin Rollies
Bust ya down, try to rob me
Whoa
Passport, get you stamped
Have you ever flown on a jet?
Baby, let me take you there
Pick a place, we go there
Eeny meeny minie moe
We spend it all ’cause there’s plenty more

[Chorus: Tish Hyman]
100 thousand cash, I can show you what it feels like
Birkin bag, I can show you what it feels like
200 on the dash, I can show you what it feels like
That’s a real ass ’cause I know what it feels like
Weeks in Dubai, I can show you what it feels like
Thousand dollar meals, I can show you what it feels like
Trapping on the grind, I can show you what it feels like
Tell you that I’m on and that’s what it feels like

Jonathan Ayaz – Oceans Lyrics

This life is crazy
Moving different places
New York City or west coast before the Fall
Only got some time
To make this mine
Let’s make this moment last, f**k it up til the last glass

Oh, we’re all just wanderers
Oh, taking it turn by turn
Oh, gonna let the record burn
Oh, oh

Just let the waves crash down
We’re gonna make the most of right now
Won’t be taken by the oceans
Won’t be taken by the oceans
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

So many doubt us
Crazy’s what they call us
Cuz we refuse to say anything will get in our way
Try to take my style
Catch up it’ll take a while
I’m in a different lane, making them go insane

Oh, we’re all just wanderers
Oh, taking it turn by turn
Oh, gonna let the record burn
Oh, oh

Just let the waves crash down
We’re gonna make the most of right now
Won’t be taken by the oceans
Won’t be taken by the oceans
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, we’re all just wanderers
Oh, taking it turn by turn
Oh, gonna let the record burn
Oh, oh

Just let the waves crash down
We’re gonna make the most of right now
Won’t be taken by the oceans
Won’t be taken by the oceans
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Pete Molinari – New York City Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m alive in New York City
I’m alive in New York City
New York City is keeping me alive

Ain’t no need to strive in New York City
No need to strive in New York City
Ah, New York City is keeping me alive

[Chorus]
Well it’s not so bad
Ah, but then it’s really not that good
Where I go I see all the people sad
They wouldn’t help even if they could

[Verse 2]
I’m alive in New York City
Your spirit dies in New York City
Ah, New York City is keeping me alive

[Chorus]
Well if I just had
Another chance to do some good
Where I go I see all the people sad
I help you, I help you if I could

[Verse 3]
I’m alive in New York City
I’m alive in New York City
New York City is keeping me alive

I’m alive in New York City
Your brains get fried in New York City
Ah, New York City is keeping me alive
Ah, New York City is keeping me alive

Chelsea Cutler – Crazier Things Lyrics

[Snippet]

[Verse 1]
I’ve been trying not to think about it, I can’t help it
I know you don’t wanna hear from me, but I am selfish
And it kills me inside that you can drink on Friday nights
And not even pick up the phone
Yeah, it amazes me that you move on so easily
From someone that you once called home

I wish you had enough discipline for the both of us
Just because I don’t know how to turn off the way I feel
I know you always fell out love so damn easily
But honestly, I don’t think you ever had something real

[Pre-Chorus]
Until you met me, drinks in New York City
f**k, you looked so pretty
Think I fell in love before I even knew your birthday
Kissed you on our first date
Somehow I knew someday
This would hurt ’cause I could never let you go

[Chorus]
Oh, I’ll spend my whole life
Hoping your heart is free, heart is free
Oh, I’ll spend my whole life
Hoping your heart is free, heart is free
Oh I’ll spend my whole life
This ain’t part of me, part of me
‘Cause you had all of me honestly

[Verse 2]

[Pre-Chorus]
Until you met me, drinks in New York City
f**k, you looked so pretty
Think I fell in love before I even knew your birthday
Kissed you on our first date
Somehow I knew someday
This would hurt ’cause I could never let you go

[Chorus]
Oh, I’ll spend my whole life
Hoping your heart is free, heart is free
Oh, I’ll spend my whole life
Hoping your heart is free, heart is free
Oh I’ll spend my whole life
This ain’t part of me, part of me
‘Cause you had all of me honestly

G-Eazy – K I D S Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Haha (Nitrose)
This a sick one, yeah
New York City, the city of dreams
Yeah, uh, yeah

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
Staying up, they’re like, “What do you got against sleep?”
Playing Donnis first tape, presented by 10.Deep
Spending money like, “Fuck it,” because I ain’t cheap
Look, when you go away, it ain’t shit that you can keep
Feel like fuck it, we partying, going mad dumb
Up&Down, all these Soho girls wanna have fun
Life is easy when all you doing is taking photos
She got a couple of scars, but she don’t like to show those
Her agent books her a cover and everything is great
I can’t recall where I met her, a simple twist of fate
She ain’t used to all-nighters, so she thinks 6 is late
The sun is up and these demons still tryna pass a plate
Couple drugs in my system, faded, my vision is blurry
Phone on one percent, I called an Uber quick in a hurry
Die, fuck it, I’m here, now my phone is dead
I’m fucked up, I know I should go to bed, but fuck it

[Chorus: G-Eazy]
We don’t never really sleep, I’m still up now
Dodging raindrops, tryna duck clouds
I don’t fuck with people, I don’t like crowds
It’s my world and I don’t give a fuck now, yeah
Got me thinking ’bout my life
If I could do it all again, I’d do it twice
If I could do it all again, Lord, forgive me for my sins
This city never sleeps under bright lights, yeah

[Verse 2: Dex Lauper]
Can’t believe my brother died outside of grandma house
He just took a bullet to the brain, now I’m standing under a cloud
No one ever gonna give a fuck about you now
That’s why I ride around with a stain and there ain’t no looking down
As a youngin, the devil pulled up and mama gave him my soul
When you try and buy your masters back, and then your death’s the goal
But how you gon’ tell me about this life when you ain’t got your soul?
Drug you up like a puppet, and then they go and take control
I lost my brother, had to go ‘head and look at my life
If I regret it or I’m just go’n ‘head and just get that ice
If I’m in Inglewood, then I’m just with my blooda Ice
I’m on a time where I might just go ahead and risk my life
See all them times when you do wrong, know you gon’ pay the price
I swear that karma the biggest bitch I met up in my life
In this industry, that’s all they know is sacrifice
They tried to go tell me they just wanna take my life

[Chorus: G-Eazy]
We don’t never really sleep, I’m still up now
Dodging raindrops, tryna duck clouds
I don’t fuck with people, I don’t like crowds
It’s my world and I don’t give a fuck now, yeah
Got me thinking ’bout my life
If I could do it all again, I’d do it twice
If I could do it all again, Lord, forgive me for my sins
This city never sleeps under bright lights, yeah

Taylor Swift – False God Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
We were crazy to think
Crazy to think that this could work
Remember how I said I’d die for you?
We were stupid to jump
In the ocean separating us
Remember how I’d fly to you?

[Pre-Chorus]
And I can’t talk to you when you’re like this
Staring out the window like I’m not your favorite town
I’m New York City
I still do it for you, babe
They all warned us about times like this
They say the road gets hard and you get lost
When you’re led by blind faith, blind faith

[Chorus]
But we might just get away with it
Religion’s in your lips
Even if it’s a false god
We’d still worship
We might just get away with it
The altar is my hips
Even if it’s a false god
We’d still worship this love
We’d still worship this love
We’d still worship this love

[Verse 2]
I know heaven’s a thing
I go there when you touch me, honey
Hell is when I fight with you
But we can patch it up good
Make confessions and we’re begging for forgiveness
Got the wine for you

[Pre-Chorus]
And you can’t talk to me when I’m like this
Daring you to leave me just so I can try and scare you
You’re the West Village
You still do it for me, babe
They all warned us about times like this
They say the road gets hard and you get lost
When you’re led by blind faith, blind faith

[Chorus]
But we might just get away with it
Religion’s in your lips
Even if it’s a false god
We’d still worship
We might just get away with it
The altar is my hips
Even if it’s a false god
We’d still worship this love
We’d still worship this love
We’d still worship this love, ah

[Outro]
Still worship this love
Even if it’s a false god
Even if it’s a false god
Still worship this love

Lana Del Rey – Looking For America Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Took a trip to San Francisco
All  our friends said we would jive
Didn’t  work, so I left for Fresno
It was quite a scenic drive
Pulled over to watch the children in the park
Used  to only worry about them after dark

[Chorus]
I’m  still looking for my own version of America
One without the gun, where the flag can freely fly
No  bombs in the sky, only fireworks when you and I collide
It’s just a dream I had in mind
It’s just a dream I had in mind
It’s just a dream I had in mind

[Verse 2]
Took  a flight to New York City
I miss that Hudson River line
Took the train back to Lake Placid
That’s another space and time
Where we used to go to drive-ins and listen to the blues
So many things that I think twice about before I do, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m still looking for my own version of America
One without the gun, where the flag can freely fly
No bombs in the sky, only fireworks when you and I collide
It’s just a dream I had in mind
It’s just a dream I had in mind
It’s just a dream I had in mind

[Outro]
It’s just a dream I had in mind

Tory Lanez – Don Queen (Don Q Diss) Lyrics

[Skit: Nicki Minaj & Funkmaster Flex]
—Don’t gotta do that
And Don Q together
Who’s that?
Yeah, yeah, because they was—they…
Who’s that?

[Intro]
Yo, we only doin’ this shit once
It get real frightening, you know?
I get real disrespectful when niggas get neglectful of what we do over here
Highbridge stand the fuck up, yeah
Canada!

[Verse]
Uh, live from the DM, I’m hollerin’ at your BM
We discussin’ which color casket you ’bout to leave in
I did this shit for no reason, I’m lettin’ rookies battle
But how did I get in this battle with A Boogie’s shadow?
Big Apple, New York City, more to pity
How could I beef with a dude only poppin’ in four cities?
I made Forbes with Diddys and sat top floors with 50s
And now I’m fully open, I play the bully on ’em
Call for your squad, you rest, you get decimated
You lookin’ like a Styles P nephew that never made it
Forever hated on niggas like Boogie and me
’Cause we was poppin’ in New York and every hood that you see
The day you beat me will be the day you see see
HOT 97 feedin’ you more lovin’ than they feed me
Don’t let these niggas gas you on that podcast and CC
Highbridge, the Label, but only one of y’all on TV
Only one of y’all’ll see awards and eat with the stars
It ain’t really hard to figure out who I’m speakin’ up for
Now that my foot and knee in the door, let’s talk about it, no walkin’ out it
We ’bout to see Le’Quincy body with the chalk around it
I got the full baggage
You drive a Jeep Wrangler, the basic edition, shit ain’t even the full package
Someone tell Quincy I turn beef into mince meat
Hottest of the century, why did he go up against me?
I show niggas love and hatred niggas wanna throw back
He tempted me but never had this energy for Kodak
You paid DreamDoll for a feature to get the pussy
And somehow you think you fuckin’ with me
The first night I seen DreamDoll I fucked her for free
And now you walk around like somehow you got one up on me
Nigga please, this your brother part
This nigga found Soulja Boy’s Gucci headband and wore it in his cover art
Why battle with A Boogie’s shadow?
Why battle with A Boogie’s shadow?
He ain’t even a chapter, he ain’t even a factor
QP and Bubba touchin’ way more money than him, they ain’t even the rappers
It hurts when you kill a nigga you love
Ironic that the salt thrown from the niggas that’s slugs
Chewin’ these niggas with no ingestion
I got a real message for my brother Quincy, my nigga, it’s time to go get tested
It’s a couple hoes in Starlets I know you infected
You really out here fuckin’ raw with a scrotum infection
And what’s worse is you know it, still you go unprotected
You need to focus on a hit, need to go get a record
See you can find a Don Q in the ho nigga section
Go get injected with whatever medicine you need to clear up
‘Cause them pills ain’t workin’ for every time it flare up
Yuck, I’ma let you breathe on that
I’m really beggin’ that you think about your physical health
You’ll never see your fuckin’ album on a physical shelf
I’ll beat your ass, whip your kid with the belt
You never flipped it to sell
You’re not a hustler, your daddy was a customer
I got the info from your baby mama playin’ nympho
You drive a foreign but them 25 hundred dollar hosts ain’t enough for you to pay those rentals
You a shameless mental, well my aim is mental, fuck it
My whole mood I showed y’all fuck it
My dick, I done told y’all suck it
I’ll punch your fat ass in your stomach
And make everything in it go up it
You wrote a tape for your nigga that died
You made a promise it would pop and that the shit would be live
Hurts that you had to tell my nigga a lie
‘Cause that mixtape flopped and so did your other five
Put the gun aside, my nigga, you ain’t the one to shoot
Big guns, nigga, you got locked for a 22
Pussy gotta keep a gun on his waist
‘Cause you lil’ niggas scared to get punched in your face
Jada said it best, Quincy made his bed to rest
Invest in a better vest
Better for my case, these bullets rather hit your head than chest
Quit actin’ like you the mob
You tryna play Gianni
But you got ran out of Amazura and Avianne
The Bridge is over, The Bridge is over
I got an extra long clip that’ll hit your soldiers
My hand shoot like shampoo hit his head and shoulders
I’ll send his nine year old a Barbie just to send condolence
Uh, not the money on the head
40 minutes on stage can put a hundred on his head
I made so much millis and hundreds of this bread
I can have the whole Highbridge comin’ for his head
Top floor, Glock’s stocked in the top drawer by the 38
Bound to bring Le’Quincy Anderson up to the pearly gates
Your daughter just came from turnin’ eight
And takin’ L’s right in front of her is what you tryna perpetrate?
All this blood make me regurgitate
Don’t let my Bronx niggas move and have to boost up the murder rate
But since we’re goin’ here, I’ll let you know I’m here
‘Cause this record right here’s ’bout to give you more shine than A Boogie ever gave you in your whole career
I spit fire, you from the east side of the Bronx, you just a Highbridge dick-rider
You mad at my nigga Mula ’cause his shit hotter
I know how it feels
Nah, I’m lyin’, I don’t know how it feels
I just know that everywhere I go a nigga know I’m s’posed to be real
And I don’t know how exposin’ me feel, fuck nigga

[Outro]
Just to keep it real, I’m only doin’ this shit with you once
You know, I…. I hope, I hope you enjoyed this shit though
I hope, I hope you take this as a blessing, you know?
This, this is a lot of pay-per-view time you’re gettin’ right now
I know you not used to this, you a little frightened
But it’s okay, my son, you know I still fuck with you, nigga
And you know, I mean, at least off of this, at least the celebrities might know your name now, you know?
Like… I hope I did that for you
Oh, in other words too, you wild ugly, nigga
Wild fuckin’ ugly, nigga
You wild ugly, nigga
Fuck outta here

Anne-Marie – Perfect 2 Me Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks
Do what I wanna
Love every single part of my body
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine
I’m okay with not being perfect

[Chorus]
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (ooh, woah, ooh)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (ooh, woah, ooh)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (ooh)

[Verse 1]
No matter where I go, everybody stares at me
Not into fancy clothes, I’m rockin’ baggy jeans
Gettin’ too close for comfort but comfort is what I need
So I eat my body weight in chocolate and ice cream, huh
Maybe I bite my nails and don’t think before I speak
Don’t fit in any crowd, don’t ever get much sleep
I wish my legs were bigger, bigger than New York City
And I’ll love who I want to love, ’cause this love is gender-free

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks
Do what I wanna
Love every single part of my body
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine
I’m okay with not being perfect

[Chorus]
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I wake up late and don’t even brush my teeth
Just wanna stuff my face with leftover mac and cheese
You know I get depressed, are you impressed with my honesty?
Still I’ll wear what I wanna wear ’cause I’m cool with what’s underneath, mmm
I wanna kiss someone that I’ll never see again
I wanna go somewhere and go there with all my friends
I wanna take my family to go and see Eminem
‘Cause my sister’s been in love with him since like we were 10

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks
Do what I wanna
Love every single part of my body
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine
I’m okay with not being perfect

[Chorus]
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me

[Bridge]
If you don’t wanna wear makeup, don’t wear makeup
If you don’t wanna break up, then kiss and make up
Remember if you wanna, you can go home
You can say that enough is enough, ah
Alright, this is your time
Time for your life to be yours

[Outro]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks (oh, oh)
Do what I wanna (no, no, no)
Love every single part of my body (I love every single part of my body)
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine (yeah)
I’m okay with not being perfect
‘Cause that’s perfect to me

5 Seconds Of Summer – Lie To Me lyrics

[Verse 1: Luke]
I saw you looking brand new overnight
And I caught you looking too, but you didn’t look twice
You look happy, oh
You look happy, oh

[Pre Chorus: Luke & Calum]
Flashing back to New York City
Changing flights so you stay with me
Remember thinking that I got this right

[Chorus: Luke & Calum]
Now I wish we never met
Cause you’re too hard to forget
Now I’m cleaning up your mess
I know he’s taking off your dress
I know that you don’t, but if I ask you if you love me
I hope you lie, lie, lie
Lie to me

[Verse 2: Luke]
Sitting under the moonlight, it’s just you and me
If I make to dawn then it won’t be hard to sleep
I ain’t happy, oh
At least you’re happy, woah

[Pre Chorus: Luke & Calum]
Flashing back to New York City
Changing flights so you stay with me
How I must have thought I had this right

[Chorus: Luke & Calum]
Now I wish we never met
Cause your too hard to forget
While i’m cleaning up your mess
I know he’s taking off your dress
I know that you don’t, but if I ask you if you love me
I hope you lie, lie, lie, lie
Lie to me

Singing, la la la la la..
And I know that you don’t, but if I ask you if you love me
I hope you lie, lie, lie, lie
Lie to me

Ulrik Munther – Daughter lyrics

[Verse 1]
Early morning I watch you sleep
Not everyone is as lucky as me
I kiss your forehead before I leave
Soon you’ll be old and forget how it feels
To be young and in love
For the very first time build our home of our own
Have a child … what it’s like
When the sun is begining to rise

[Chorus]
Oh, how I hope that if we have a daughter
She’ll grow up to be like you
If she sometimes takes after her father
That would be okay too

[Verse 2]
We could move to another country
Grow our own food, get a couple of sheep
Or a place in maybe New York City
Right by the Statue of Liberty
Cause I know I’ll be fine
Just as long as I’ve got you right here by my side
There’s no fear in my eyes
So take me wherever you like

[Chorus]
And oh, how I hope that if we have a daughter
She’ll grow up to be like you
And if she sometimes takes after her father
That would be okay too

Owl City – New York City lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m digging through the glove box
I thought I had a map in here
The driver’s door doesn’t lock
I bought the car my junior year
There’s candy in my backpack
And you can pick our soundtrack
We’re heading for the East Coast tonight
So pack your bags and hold on tight
Cause we’re taking off
We’re taking off

We’re taking off

[Chorus]
Run away with me
We’re on the way to New York City
Take my hand and see
Manhattan never looked so pretty
Travel light and see the world right
You’ll never know if you never go so
Run away with me
And say hello to New York City

[Verse 2]
Feet up on the dashboard
We’re driving with the windows down
Did you forget your phone cord?
We’ll buy one in the next small town
Get dinner at an IHOP
A shower at a truck stop
We’ll listen to some Johnny Cash
Take my hand and don’t look back
Cause we’re moving on

We’re moving on

[Chorus]
Run away with me
We’re on the way to New York City
Take my hand and see
Manhattan never looked so pretty
Travel light and see the world right
You’ll never know if you never go so
Run away with me
And say hello to New York City

Run away
Run away
Run away
Run away

[Chorus]
Run away with me
We’re on the way to New York City
Take my hand and see
Manhattan never looked so pretty
Travel light and see the world right
You’ll never know if you never go so
Run away with me…

[Outro]
Stroll the downtown streets
And tell me that you don’t feel giddy
Lady Liberty
Ain’t throwing us a wink or is she?
Travel light and see the world right
You’ll never know if you never go so
Run away with me
And say hello to New York City
Say hello to New York City
Say hello to New York City

Portugal. The Man – Mr. Lonely (feat. Fatlip) lyrics

[Intro]
(New York City, 1977, here we go)

[Verse 1: Zoe Manville & John Gourley]
Are you living your teens in a shed?
Is growing up giving you the bends?
Is my little sunshine getting jealous of the moonbeams
Feeling gloomy in your bed?
You left your friends where the pavement ends
The road of broken bones begins
Between here and now
There’s glitter falling and a banner that says “welcome to hell”
Make yourself at home but leave behind free will
Can you feel me now?

[Pre-Chorus: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
You know I can’t feel this pain in my heart
Because it’s hard to see it falling apart
Maybe I’m too blind to see why trouble finds me
But if it’s here I’d rather see where it leads
Call me Mr. Lonely

[Chorus: Zach Carothers & Zoe Manville]
You can call me anything, call me if you know me
You can call me king, I got 48 below me
You can call me anything, call me if you know me
You can call me king but there ain’t a lot below me
You can call me king, I’m the king, you wanna know me
But no one calls me, call me Mr. Lonely

[Verse 3: John Gourley]
The stars are falling and I bet they got some stories to tell
Be like long ago when I knew you well
Listen for a change
Can you hear it now?

[Pre-Chorus: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
You know I can’t feel this pain in my heart
Because it’s honestly been falling apart
Maybe I’m too blind to see how trouble finds me
Well if it’s here I’m gonna see where it leads
Call me Mr. Lonely

[Chorus: Zach Carothers & Zoe Manville]
You can call me anything, call me if you know me
You can call me king, I got 48 below me
You can call me anything, call me if you know me
You can call me king but there ain’t a lot below me
You can call me king, I’m the king, you wanna know me
But no one calls me, call me Mr. Lonely

[Verse 4: Zoe Manville]
Do you whisper your dreams to the deaf (hello?)
Deny that it’s all in your head (that thought)
The bitter past sleeps, sitting pretty in a limousine
Lookin’ cruely under-fed (the real king)
Leave your friends where the pavement ends
The road of broken promise begins
Feet, don’t fail me now

[Verse 5: Fat Lip]
Broken promises, alcohol anonymous
Inducted in the hall of fame for vomitin’
I puked around the world, I’m the Duke of Earl
I used to have a girl but she wasn’t happy
She left me naturally, she left with Natalie
They left in the back of a taxi, they was laughin’ at me
So I lit the club, bottles up, poppin’ shit
False sense of happiness, perhaps I’ll take what I get
I guess it’s better than nothin’, right?
Least I got this blunt to light
I’m doin’ what I want tonight
Tomorrow I’m like “fuck my life”
Laugh once, cry twice
I’m bad at takin’ good advice
Man this lonely life ain’t nothin’ nice

Lauv – I Like Me Better lyrics

[Verse 1]
To be young and in love in New York City
To not know who I am but still know that I’m good long as you’re here with me
To be drunk and in love in New York City
Midnight into morning coffee, burning through the hours talking
Damn

[Chorus]
I like me better when I’m with you
I like me better when I’m with you
I knew from the first time, I’d stay for a long time, ’cause
I like me better when, I like me better when I’m with you

[Verse 2]
I don’t know what it is but I got that feeling
Waking up in this bed next to you swear the room, yeah, it got no ceiling
If we lay, let the day just pass us by
I might get to too much talking, I might have to tell you something
Damn

[Chorus]
I like me better when I’m with you
I like me better when I’m with you
I knew from the first time, I’d stay for a long time, ’cause
I like me better when, I like me better when I’m with you

[Bridge]
Stay awhile, stay awhile
Stay here with me
Stay awhile, stay awhile, oh
Stay awhile, stay awhile
Stay here with me
Lay here with me, ooh

[Chorus]
I like me better when I’m with you (yes I do, yes I do, babe)
I like me better when I’m with you (oooh noo)
I knew from the first time, I’d stay for a long time, ’cause
I like me better when, I like me better when I’m with you

[Outro]
(I like me, I like me)
(Look who you made me, made me, oh noo)
Better when
I like me better when I’m with you

DJ ESCO – Psychedelik Smoke Lyrics

[Intro: Future]
What are those arts?
Chiefin’ on some good herb
Esco, 5 up

[Chorus: Future]
Psychedelic flow, smokin’ kush by the pound
Got some girls in my condo, I’ma pimp ’em if they down
Hoe ass niggas wit’ some high-class swagger
I would come to where you at, but I’m on another level
Psychedelic flow, roll some kush, let’s get high
Let the weed take your spirit over and relax your mind
Champagne bubble bath, hope I don’t drown
Let me inhale the smoke, now my head in the clouds

[Verse 1: Future]
Roll up then get some papers
Then roll me up some reefer
I’m still [?] my mind
Go fire me up some diesel
I treat it like it’s legal
Get higher than a eagle
I’m layed up in the crib; me and some mamacitas
We live a life of luxury and everything beneath us
They treat us like some criminals and never thought we’d be here
They can’t even compare niggas like me, I’m out in Egypt
My nigga just went up for appeal, he want his freedom
It’s like George Clint’, P-Funk era, we just on syrup
I keep pourin’ activist codeine, my drink is sterile
I’m a rockstar rapper type nigga, I’m just on steroids
I got pretty New York City bitches, I’m like that A-Rod

[Chorus: Future]
Psychedelic flow, smokin’ kush by the pound
Got some girls in my condo, I’ma pimp ’em if they down
Hoe ass niggas wit’ some high-class swagger
I would come to where you at, but I’m on another level
Psychedelic flow, roll some kush, let’s get high
Let the weed take your spirit over and relax your mind
Champagne bubble bath, hope I don’t drown
Let me inhale the smoke, now my head in the clouds

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Psychedelic kush, that’s that Louie 13
Got some niggas out in New York, send them 20 pounds a week
I be stayin’ medicated, every day I’m meditated
If I’m movin’ too slow, bitch, that probably mean I’m probably faded
Been aound them drugs, but I just stick to marijuana
Niggas get to actin’ up, we hit ’em wit’ the llama
Had me open up, but all these bitches came for Dolla
Niggas tried to sound like me, but they can’t fuck with Dolla
And you know I’m reppin’ Taylor
Homies twistin’ Backwoods, but you know I fuck with papers
I just came from Jungle Boys, the blessed me with the flavors
I would come to where you at, but, lil’ bitch, I’m too major

[Chorus: Future]
Psychedelic flow, smokin’ kush by the pound
Got some girls in my condo, I’ma pimp ’em if they down
Hoe ass niggas wit’ some high-class swagger
I would come to where you at, but I’m on another level
Psychedelic flow, roll some kush, let’s get high
Let the weed take your spirit over and relax your mind
Champagne bubble bath, hope I don’t drown
Let me inhale the smoke, now my head in the clouds

Flatbush Zombies – U&I (feat. Dia)

[Intro: Dia]
Don’t be anxious, or impatient
‘Cause I-I-I want to hold you close and never let go

[Bridge: Juice]
Yeah, she said baby don’t go, but you and I got to be for you and I
This that do or die, po pimp shit recordin’ in the sky
And I get so high that I forgot ’bout last night, right
Yeah, she said baby don’t go, but you and I got to be for you and I
This that do or die, po pimp shit recordin’ in the sky
And I get so high that I forgot ’bout last night, right

[Chorus: Erick & Juice]
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it’s ’cause you’re deep (it’s ’cause you’re deep)
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it’s ’cause you’re deep (it’s ’cause you’re deep)

[Verse 1: Erick]
Ooh, I say we struggle
It’s hard livin’, streets have been unforgivin’
Smoke weed, hold deep conversations with winners
‘Cause these my brothers, love ’em to death
Written in stone, so when I’m gone, they huggin’ our breath
Don’t frequent Hell, Gorillaz-pin on lapel
There’s 6 grams in the blunt, on a mission to find myself
Growin’ and breakin’ ties, cryin’ and savin’ lives
Couldn’t be discontent, temptation arrives

[Verse 2: Juice]
Yeah, I’m patiently waiting
But I don’t really give a fuck if we ain’t in your rotation
I put the heart up on this bitch and can’t nobody take it
Brooklyn niggas, we take it, Flatbush baby, gon’ make it
Check it, but these my brothers, love ’em to death
Written in stone, until I’m gone, we puffin’ the death
No concern, nah, compare us, how?
Cool milli off the merch, SoundScan’s shuttin’ down now

[Verse 3: Erick]
I put the bread down on something I wanted for years
If my brother need some money, man I prolly sell that shit hey
Break it into pieces, ooh wow there it is
Brothers make real beats, bomb lyricist
Brothers look the other way, nothing come to trouble mate
This is why I love you dog, smokin’ at your mama’s crib
My brother not a local, my brother travel continents
No need to find a hotel, my brothers got the couch and shit

[Verse 4: Meechy Darko]
Debra’s only son, he was conceived in King’s County
That was ’89, by ’92 he was already rowdy
Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb, the only child
And his momma workin’ three jobs, one was dealin’ with drama
‘Cause I was wildin’, he used to rarely see his father
They seperated, couldn’t keep his dick in his pajamas
Because he was out there hustlin’, tryin’ to be a provider
Tryin’ to turn a pretty penny into a million dollars
They tell you ’bout my family, that bipolar disorder
And due to karma my first youngin’ gon’ be a daughter
When I was 5, I told my mama I wanted to die
And then we cry, the crazy shit, man, it wasn’t a lie
Man, this life is filled with stress
So much oppressed, call New York City "9"
I sit alone and reflect, took me 28 years to realize that I’m blessed
My gran’ died from cancer, I quit them cigarettes
Weight of world on my shoulder, I just finished my reps
All addicted to drugs, we all addicted to sex
Feelin’ so self destructive, like I’m clingin’ to death
Took my 5 digit check and copped some bigger baguettes
Take a look at my writing, finger charm on my neck
Still in touch with myself, that flashy shit won’t prevail
I really be shopping for happiness, but that shit ain’t for sale
But if you don’t show ‘em then they won’t think you do it well
I heard that blood is thicker than them Atlanta strippers
But these my brothers, they ain’t got real brothers to know the difference
And Erick if I could, I’d give your mama my kidney
‘Cause she’s my momma too
I promise you I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Load .45 Rat-tat, homicide for my niggas
Word up, ’cause you my brothers, love ’em to death
Written in stone, I take my heart and rip it out my chest
To prove to you that it’s Zombie gang, rotten flesh
That’s to the death, nigga—no more, nothing less
True, indeed, Juice, if you ever off or bleed
I’m takin’ care of your seeds, even if that means millions in fees
For custody, she wildin’ out on court, I’m like, "Give that bitch what she needs."
(Order in the court!) Judge please (order!)
I guess I still got alot to maturin’ to do
I know we still got a whole lot of world tourin’ to do
This game is supposed to be locked in, I leak through
Like a real bad pussy pad, watch me seep through
Ooh, it’s Darky baby, a whole different hue
My grand-daddy got 8 balls, come and get a cue
I come from the struggle, motherfucker, get a clue
Headshot, red dot, now make a move

[Chorus: Erick & Juice]
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it’s ’cause you’re deep (it’s ’cause you’re deep)
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it’s ’cause you’re deep (it’s ’cause you’re deep)

Lo Bosworth Doesn’t ”Want Any Association” With Castmates From The Hills

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Lo Bosworth isn’t interested in reliving the past. 

The lifestyle guru, who rose to fame as Lauren Conrad‘s sidekick on Laguna Beach and The Hills, responded to the possibility of a reunion with a resounding “f–ck no!” on the latest episode of her Lady Lovin’ podcast. 

Calling the reality TV show “ancient history at this point,” Bosworth said a television executive recently gauged her interest in getting The Hills gang back together. “I was like, ‘F—k no!’” she recalled. “I don’t want any association with any of those people. The dissociation from all those people is what I’m hungry for.”

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After MTV cameras documented their senior year of high school, Bosworth and Conrad went on to star on The Hills from 2007-2010 with Audrina PatridgeBrody JennerKristin CavallariHeidi Montag and Spencer Pratt

These days, Bosworth, who recently relocated from New York City back to Los Angeles, is primarily focused on her lifestyle blog TheLoDown

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“I’m in a different place with my life,” she explained. “I think that there were some people on the show that have gone on to great success and we’re friends and I’m happy for them. There are others that I probably never would have in my life unless we worked together at one point.”

Bosworth continued, “I think everybody actually feels that way about their coworkers, which is really what the The Hills was. They were all just my f–king coworkers. It was a job. A j-o-b.”

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Meanwhile, some of Lo’s former castmates feel differently about coming together for a Hills homecoming. Cavallari recently appeared on Spencer and Heidi’s Make Speidi Famous Again podcast, where she shared, “I would love nothing more than a Hills reunion.”

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Melanie Martinez – PiggyBack (I’m so done) Lyrics

I was three years old
All I wanted was the music and
My parents were doing everything they could
To move away from our place working over time always
While I sat up in my grandma’s project building coloring, ooh

Moved to a small town and started to, started to grow
Poetry written, I’m singing and dancing, ooh
Photographs, painting, cartoons, that’s all I know
That’s all I know, ooh

I have one best friend to this very fucking day
Since we were five years old and I fucking moved away
I wish I never did cause she’s the only one who sees me
For who I really am instead of how many I reach, ooh

Trusted too many fake people while I was still young
Gave them the benefit of the doubt, I was so wrong
I cut them off and they came for blood cause they know
They ain’t getting no more

I’m so done with playing piggy back, ooh
Swear to god I wished y’all all the best, ooh
You’re lying your way to try to gain a piece of me
When you could never come close cause I know my destiny
I worked hard for my shit
Put my love in this shit
Now you’re trying to kill my name for some fame
What is this?
Tried to help you do your shit
Encouraged you to work on it
Was a good friend and you used that to your advantage

Now I’m 22 and I’ve had a crazy year of
Isolation from all the plastic people here
I cannot wait for the day
I can finally move away
Back to New York City where the realest people really stay, ooh

Spent this whole time writing away my heart and my soul
The people I surround myself with have hearts filled with gold
Love and empathy are things that we hold so close
Trying to learn and evolve

I’m so done with playing piggy back, ooh
Swear to god I wished y’all all the best, ooh
You’re lying your way to try to gain a piece of me
When you could never come close cause I know my destiny
I worked hard for my shit
Put my love in this shit
Now you’re trying to kill my name for some fame
What is this?
Tried to help you do your shit
Encouraged you to work on it
Was a good friend and you used that to your advantage

I’m so done with playing piggy back, ooh
Swear to god I wished y’all all the best, ooh
You’re lying your way to try to gain a piece of me
When you could never come close cause I know my destiny

Lady Gaga – Panty Party Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh oh oh
Welcome to the Panty Circus
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Ladies and gentlemen, Lady Gaga (Gaga)

[Verse 1]
Who’s that girl?
Running round with no clothes on
Heels in the ground
Almost famous on the scene
She looks like a celebrity
Who’s that girl?
She’s so shiny
Ain’t no way her waist that tiny
Sequins in her hair
Homegirl doesn’t care

[Pre-Chorus]
Baby shake your fanny, fanny
Let me see them pretty panties

[Chorus]
Oh oh, I lost my clothes but everybody knows
We get naughty, at the panty party
It’s time to get undressed and make it glamorous
Let’s get naughty, at the panty party

[Post-Chorus]
Oh whoah, whoah ah
Oh whoah, whoah ah

[Verse 2]
What are you doing over there?
We’re gonna play in underwear
Spanky pants, curious
Bubble wraper, furious
Who’s that girl?
She’s so pretty
Bet you she’s from New York City
Sequins in her hair
Homegirl doesn’t care

[Pre-Chorus]
Baby shake your fanny, fanny
Let me see them pretty panties

[Chorus]
Oh oh, I lost my clothes but everybody knows
We get naughty, at the panty party
It’s time to get undressed and make it glamorous
Let’s get naughty, at the panty party

[Post-Chorus]
Oh whoah, whoah ah
Oh whoah, whoah ah
Oh whoah, whoah ah
Oh whoah, whoah ah

[Bridge]
Baby shake your fanny, fanny
Let me see them pretty panties
Baby shake your fanny, fanny
Let me see them pretty panties

[Chorus]
Oh oh, I lost my clothes but everybody knows
We get naughty, at the panty party
It’s time to get undressed and make it glamorous
Let’s get naughty, at the panty party
Oh oh, I lost my clothes but everybody knows
We get naughty, at the panty party
It’s time to get undressed and make it glamorous
Let’s get naughty, at the panty party

Are ASAP Rocky and Model Tina Kunakey Dating ?


ASAP Rocky and smoking hot VC model Tina Kunakey are dating.

The Harlem rapper and the Tina sparked dating rumors over the weekend when they were spotted showing some PDA while walking in New York City. A$AP, born Rakim Mayers, is notorious for dating models and was last linked to Kendall Jenner. The rapper and Jenner split earlier this year and already he is moving on to another hot model.

Paparazzi snapped Rocky and Tina holding hands and sharing a few laughed as they made a stroll through the streets of the Big Apple. Aside from banging models and making some appearances at fashion shows and in fashion magazines, ASAP Rocky is currently working on two musical projects due sometime soon.

The ASAP Mob leader is reportedly working on a joint album with French Montana and also his next solo effort that has been in the works for several months now. “Me and Rocky got a project,” French Montana said during a recent interview. “[We’ll] be coming out with it real soon.” ASAP says that his upcoming solo album will feature a new sound that he is testing in an effort to not sound like everyone else currently.

#NewCoupleAlert ? #ASAPRocky appears to have a #newgirlfriend in #TinaKunakeyDiVita. The two were spotted looking #verycozy as they strolled around New York together. A$AP, whose real name is #RakimMayers, was last romantically linked to #KendallJenner. Last year Tina dated French actor #VincentCassel – who turns 51 next week – for a number of months.

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