Rihanna Ft. Eminem – Numb Lyrics

"Rihanna Ft. Eminem – Numb" 

"Rihanna Ft. Eminem – Numb Lyrics"

I’m going numb, I’m going numb

I’m going numb, I’m going numb

I’m going numb, I’m going numb

I’m going numb, I’m going numb

I’m going numb, I’m going numb…

Get closer to me

If you dare

I double dare

Cause i’m going numb

I’m going numb, I’m going numb

I’m going numb, I’m going numb

I’m going numb, I’m going numb

I’m going numb, I’m going numb

I’m going numb, I’m going numb…

Kendrick Lamar Ft. Lady Gaga – Don’t Kill My Vibe Lyrics

"Kendrick Lamar Ft. Lady Gaga – Don’t Kill My Vibe"

"Kendrick Lamar Ft. Lady Gaga – Don’t Kill My Vibe Lyrics"

[Lady Gaga]

I am a sinner who’s probably gonna sin again

Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me

Things I don’t understand

Sometimes I need to be alone

Bitch don’t kill my vibe, bitch don’t kill my vibe

I can feel your energy from two planets away

I got my drink, I got my music

I would share it but today I’m yelling

Bitch don’t kill my vibe, bitch don’t kill my vibe

Bitch don’t kill my vibe, bitch don’t kill my vibe

[Kendrick Lamar]

Look inside of my soul and you can find gold and maybe get rich

Look inside of your soul and you can find out it never exist

I can feel the changes, I can feel a new life

I always knew life can be dangerous

I can say that I like a challenge and you to me is painless

You don’t know what pain is

How can I paint this picture when the color blind is hanging with you

Fell on my face and I woke with a scar

Another mistake living deep in my heart

Wear it on top of my sleeve in a flick

I can admit that it did look like yours

Why you resent every making of this

Tell me your purpose is petty again

But even a small lighter can burn a bridge

Even a small lighter can burn a bridge

I can feel the changes

I can feel the new people around me just want to be famous

You can see that my city found me then put me on stages

To me that’s amazing

To you that’s a quick check with all disrespect let me say this

[Lady Gaga]

I am a human who’s probably gonna fault again

Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me

Things I don’t understand

Sometimes I need to be alone

Bitch don’t kill my vibe, bitch don’t kill my vibe

I can feel your energy from two planets away

I got my drink, I got my music

I would share it but today I’m yelling

Bitch don’t kill my vibe, bitch don’t kill my vibe

Bitch don’t kill my vibe, bitch don’t kill my vibe

Plies – Obama Forward Lyrics

"Plies – Obama Forward" 

"Plies – Obama Forward Lyrics"

Roll one bill in the day, one bill in the day, on bill in the day,

Roll one bill in the day, one bill in the day, on bill in the day,

you say it’s gonna take time, we gonna bring whatever you say

we gonna ride for you you just ride fuzzy you, just make sure we’re straight

Everybody lost, everybody 9:11, I know the families should be proud of you

got a job, cope a lot and you still make time for your family too

you gave hope to the flight man, brought peace to the home land

what other you was right or black, you made us feel like yeah we can

you do life until the middle class, never made the both feel bad

the only thing that we ask of you, is to forget about it is that how we act,

tryin to plead the world that’s a big tag

real force that we never had and some people I no see her mad

I go summer up the up real bad, but

Roll one bill in the day, one bill in the day, on bill in the day,

Roll one bill in the day, one bill in the day, on bill in the day,

we know we gonna feel alright as long you do what you say

you gonna ride, we gonna ride, we gonna make you stay

Roll one bill in the day, one bill in the day, on bill in the day,

Roll one bill in the day, one bill in the day, on bill in the day,

you say it’s gonna take time, we gonna bring whatever you say

we gonna ride for you you just ride fuzzy you just make sure we’re straight

It’s still people that’s all the work, but yet still they underpaid

it’s still ahrd to keep the roof off your head

especially when you try to do off get on my way

crack long we was past and hit the light it did that

but the justice is it feel bad, we still in work when it come to that

school teachers teach our future, but yeah they still treat em like the..

when the opportunity of this institution

yeah we still let’s protect by the constitution

the hood I still rock my own around, so many people tryin to steal drama

we just like everybody else, with that tramp survive and I surround

lot of still the broken home, lot of raise with out pops gone,

I debt solution still pushing on,

’cause in hard times that’s when champions longue

if you fail down press your cellphone,

and come back strong if he’s here before

if I learn what they from Obama

that’s damn furn let em push on,

Roll one bill in the day, one bill in the day, on bill in the day,

Roll one bill in the day, one bill in the day, on bill in the day,

you say it’s gonna take time, we gonna bring whatever you say

we gonna ride for you you just ride fuzzy you just make sure we’re straight

Right now we ain’t celebrating of this still issues we still face,

the best man he did with, and that was clear in this case

we ain’t braggin we’re just the ..and all lust it feels ..

’cause right now we in a different space

without you we was a lost race,

high look we on pace, I see God that’s what I grace

problems solved that we can’t escape,

made mistakes so we gain the race

all agenda, all race, all lust pushing right away

we love to see so I’m coming home, that’s something that we all say

I know we pray for a Marry day, we pray to God that he keep him sayin

I hope them none lose faith, ’cause we all know is gonna be right the days

all the soldiers that we didn’t lose, I know God got em in a better place

your heart and your.. that’s up thinking never be replaced

Roll one bill in the day, one bill in the day, on bill in the day,

Roll one bill in the day, one bill in the day, on bill in the day,

you say it’s gonna take time, we gonna bring whatever you say

we gonna ride for you you just ride fuzzy you just make sure we’re straight

Swedish House Mafia – Don’t You Worry Child Lyrics

"Swedish House Mafia – Don’t You Worry Child" 

"Swedish House Mafia – Don’t You Worry Child Lyrics"

There was a time, I used to look into my father’s eyes

In a happy home, I was a king I had a gold throne

Those days are gone, nowthe memories are on the wall

I hear the sounds from the places where I was born

Up on the hill across the blue lake,

Thats where I had my first heart break

I still remember how it all changed

My father said

Don’t you worry, don’t you worry child

See heaven’s got a plan for you

Don’t you worry, don’t you worry now

Yeah!

Don’t you worry, don’t you worry now

Yeah!

Ooh ooh ooh ooooh!

See heaven’s got a plan for you

Ooh ooh ooh ooooh!

There was a time, I met a girl of a different kind

We ruled the world,

Thought I’ll never lose her out of sight, we were so young

I think of her now and then

Still hear the song, reminding me of a friend

Up on the hill across the blue lake,

Thats where I had my first heart break

I still remember how it all changed

My father said

Don’t you worry, don’t you worry child

See heaven’s got a plan for you

Don’t you worry, don’t you worry now

Yeah!

Don’t you worry, don’t you worry child

See heaven’s got a plan for you

Don’t you worry, don’t you worry now

Yeah!

Ooh ooh ooh ooooh!

See heaven’s got a plan for you

Ooh ooh ooh ooooh!

Yeah!

Kid Cudi – Creepers Lyrics

"Kid Cudi – Creepers" 

"Kid Cudi – Creepers Lyrics"

[Hook]

Yeah, I see you waitin’ over there

See you jockin’ over there

See you lookin’ at my girl over here

Why you worried ’bout this girl over here?

Keep your eyes over there, it is creepy when you stare

Turn my head and hey

I see you waitin’ over there

I see you jockin’ over there

Thinkin’ bout your own life

Why you talkin’ ’bout the young, you dig?

I’m just doin’ my thang, if you know what I mean, get it right

And they think they know and they think they know

They deal it for real

I’m just doin’ my thang, if you know what I mean, get it right

And they think they know, and they think they know

They deal it for real

I’m just doin’ my thang, if you know what I mean, yo

[Verse 1]

I don’t love who I am so I’m workin’ on a fix

I don’t need a bitch trying to tear my mind on my grip

If I had one wish it’d be to have more wishes, duh

Fuck tryna make it rhyme throw them stones, with your bitch ass

Cutting me deep and even though I bleed I stand alone

Alone I’ll be, heart of a lion still shining on your sucka ass

Work it, work it, work it, for inner peace

Fightin’ for the freedom of my soul, I can hear the speech

Yeah I mumble while I’m trippin on so many pills

Hah, they figured that, they know I’m ill

[Hook]

Pusha T Ft. The-Dream & Ma$e – Higher Lyrics

"Pusha T Ft. The-Dream & Ma$e – Higher" 

"Pusha T Ft. The-Dream & Ma$e – Higher Lyrics"

[Intro: The Dream]

Look at your money

Ooh momma, this could be you

On the right side of this drop

Ooh momma, throw it in reverse

I call that back it up and drop a

Baby, baby baby, baby baby

Baby, baby baby, baby baby

Baby, baby baby, baby baby

Baby, baby baby, baby baby

Ohh, girl I think that she like

I got that shit that make niggas want fight

I got that shit that make bitches act right

Make bitches act out of spite, aiight

Ohh momma, I got that bomb

I got that shit make your ass go run

My shit, not make niggas get guns

But the white girls say, “Where you get that cool beat from?”

[Hook: The Dream]

She love it (She love it)

Every beat of the drum, she sprung

She say I make her wanna touch it

She love it (She love it)

She make me wanna touch it

I love it (I love it)

We buzzin’, yeah

Higher than a motherfucker

Higher than a motherfucker

Higher than a motherfucker, yeah

[Verse 1: Pusha T]

Yeah, I’ve been known to chase ‘em

Known to replace ‘em

Shoe game outta this world, I outer space ‘em

Known to have a hundred and one, like Dalmatians

Maybe if she special enough, I’ll glass case her

Get caught cheating and I gotta let you stick me up

Let you shop ’til you drop as a pick-me-up

Bergdorf bandit, Barnies for the burglary

But these bands lit the whole store like Hercules

Get raunchy in Givenchy, my palm reads

Passports Pinot Noir in arm’s reach

Paddle shiftin’, push-button, no car keys

The pent houses are poolside with palm trees

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Mase]

Uh, one-two one-two guess who back again

Uh, Harlem in this-what? Yeezy let Manhattan in

Get my mic right, turn my levels up

Get the light right, turn my bezel up

You either bounce on it, go ‘head throw your mouth on it

So many ghosts in my garage they think my house haunted

Long as my buckle say Hermes, the rumors I’m not concerned with

They wanna garnish my earnings before I send it I burn it

You know them people too convinced that my money’s gettin’ rinsed

Her Louis seven inch, they TMZ me through my tint

I bumped into Loon he like, “Well, as-salamu alaykum”

You know I ain’t Muslim my nigga, I’m about my bacon

The shot niggas takin’ you’d think I’m rollin’ ’round with Reagan

A Mexican landscape and come rake in what I’m makin’

Think you blew me up with your bougie butt

But you ain’t slow me up, I’m on the charts, you move me up

I’m like a drug overlord, my jewelry’s overboard

It’s hard to believe dollar sign e-even know the Lord

Already wrote it off, so just ignore the cost

So when I’m rollin’ off I’m showin’ off with no remorse

Sh’mon

[Hook]

[Outro]

Bitch hold smoke longer

Choke hold so strong, broke your armor

Now you’re wide open right?

You ain’t even smokin’ right

Bitch hold the smoke

Cough hope, Harpo

Gotcha knocked out, now you know you’re smokin’ loud

You’re higher than a motherfucker

High in this bitch, high as a motherfucker

I’m high and this bitch fine as a motherfucker

I’m high as a motherfucker

I hear sirens, she dying in this motherfucker

Moment of silence for this motherfucker

I’m just higher than a motherfucker

I’m higher than a motherfucker

I’m higher than a mother

Kanye West – The Morning Lyrics

"Kanye West – The Morning" 

"Kanye West – The Morning Lyrics"

[Intro]

Stutterin’

Givin’em rest and makin’ love again

In my best I be the run again

And I have the man dem stutterin’

[Hook]

I’m getting this nigga in the morning

He gon’ think he been chiefin just too long when

He see me in the evenin’

Want to catch all these feelin

Well let me be the first to get mine

[Verse 1: Raekwon]

Ay yo, ay yo, barbeque and blow in the back of the crib

Sittin’and countin’, smoking a spliff, this shit’s a gift

All my niggas watches is rough

Grabbing our crotches yelling ‘’What up?’’

The jeans cost $500? Fuck

Stop it, keep baking, see, the smell it’s a statement

One freeze of this shit, you won’t feel your legs kid

I’m a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious

Hounded by vicious dons, nigga we armed, trust me bruh

They yellin’ Chef, kill the plate with the cooks

I say ‘Ye with 2 Chainz on, we Common, let’s Push

Burn another bush, then burn another we brothers

Love us or not, the Mark Zuckerbergs of the block

Hug a knot, staying rich, we was built for the guap

Park the green six deuce on the deuce just props

Rock a kilt, mean Glock I’m all machinery, ock

Cling to me, now see how the scenery rock yo?

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Common]

I was born by a late chicken shack and a church

That mean the flow got wings and it come from the dirt

Golly, I know she wanna test the ‘Rari

Eye on a dollar like Illuminati

Life is foggy, tryin’ to see through the mist of it

Could have been livin’ it, you was Mrs. Mischievous

This is just a letter to better your development

Situation delicate

[Verse 3: Pusha T]

Some claim God body, blame Illuminati

All cause his pockets now knotty as his hair

Yeah

All Sonny no Cher, only solitaires

You clusterfucks could cluster up

On tippy-toe and still not muster up so its

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

In God we trust, the game is all us

Til’ the sky calls or its flames on us

Push

[Hook]

[Verse 4: 2 Chainz]

2 Chainz

I’m chillin’ in my camo, flippin’ through the channel

On my G.O.O.D. Music shit, my logo’s a Lambo (damn)

Four doors of ammo

Ammunition I’m pitchin’ to make your body switch another position

[Verse 5: CyHi da Prynce]

I hope the people is listening

I could never sell my soul, I gave it back to God at my christening

Its tickelin’ when I hear what haters be whisperin’

What makes you think an Illuminati would ever let some niggas in?

Fake friends and siblings, like to wish you well but ain’t never flip the nickel in

Haters wanna pull they pistol when they see me in this race car

But you can’t spell war without an A-R

15 I was pushing carts at K-Mart

By 21 they said I’d be inside a graveyard

Can’t wait to get that black American Express

So I can show them white folks how to really pull the race card

[Break: D’banj (Kanye West, Kid Cudi)]

Yeah, you feelin’ on top now, getting that money nigga?

(You sold your soul)

Yeah, you feelin’ on top now, getting that money nigga?

(You sold your soul)

Yeah, you feelin’ on top now, getting that money nigga?

(Naw man, mad people was frontin’

Aw man, made something from nothing)

[Outro: Kanye West]

I treat the label like money from my shows

G.O.O.D. would’ve been God except I added more o’s

If I knew she was cheatin’ I’d still’ve bought her more clothes

‘Cause I was too busy with my Baltimore- you know

Some people call that the art of war you know

I guess it depends what you fallin’ for

The clothes, cars, money, girls and the clothes

Aw money, you sold your soul

Nah man, mad people was frontin’

God damn, we made something from nothing

Waka Flocka Flame Ft. Chief Keef & Bo Deal – Murda Lyrics

"Waka Flocka Flame Ft. Chief Keef & Bo Deal – Murda" 

"Waka Flocka Flame Ft. Chief Keef & Bo Deal – Murda Lyrics"

[Hook] x 2

I got life in the trunk, 30 stacks in my pockets

Choppas in the back seat, my young niggas gonna pop it

15, he gonna murda some, 16, he gonna murda some

17, he gonna murda some, 18, he gonna murda some

I got young niggas getting off, 40 call spitting off

B assem, it’s the law,

Niggas flex, getting chopped

We german shepherds, got big dog, big weapons

If you ain’t ready for action, then pussy nigga keep stepping

I’m a boss, you a bitch nigga

Beefing not a smart move, cause I come to your house

And kick the door in like the natz do

You niggas shark food, pack it up and fall back

Cause I come out of bush and fade your …like the side…

[Hook] x 2

I got life in the trunk, 30 stacks in my pockets

Choppas in the back seat, my young niggas gonna pop it

15, he gonna murda some, 16, he gonna murda some

17, he gonna murda some, 18, he gonna murda some

He do is set up in the air, I put my pistol in the air

Let them know I’m scrapping here,

He can loose his life in here

He can die tonight in here

He know where the fucking bill

My young niggas got no fear, I got that check over here

Put that kush off in the air, I don’t really give a fuck

How you really… man I wish a nigga buck

I got four zips in my cup, 3 bad bitches in my dick

Red tweets off in my clip, on my f big shit, squad!

[Hook] x 2

I got life in the trunk, 30 stacks in my pockets

Choppas in the back seat, my young niggas gonna pop it

15, he gonna murda some, 16, he gonna murda some

17, he gonna murda some, 18, he gonna murda some

I got pistol in my pocket, pull it out and pop it

My young niggas wailing, it’s Irak catching bodies

Gbe we mobbing, Chief so…costarring

My nigga told the pistols, it’s an issue, please don’t start them

Them pistol get to popping, bodies get to dropping

Smoking weezy feeling guci, on that we be steady mobbing

Like Flocka, oh let’s do it, click clack who you it

A lot of hunned shots and a bunch of niggas who shoot them

[Hook] x 2

I got life in the trunk, 30 stacks in my pockets

Choppas in the back seat, my young niggas gonna pop it

15, he gonna murda some, 16, he gonna murda some

17, he gonna murda some, 18, he gonna murda some.

MellowHype Ft. Juicy J – Wasabi Lyrics

"MellowHype Ft. Juicy J – Wasabi" 

"MellowHype Ft. Juicy J – Wasabi Lyrics"

(Bounce x 2

All the bitches, Just pull your motha’ fuckin’ shirt down

I just wanna’ see some titties, Ya know what I’m sayin

Yeah

Left Brain, on the beat

Shout out to my nigga Juicy cuh’)

[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]

We been buzzin’, been buzzin’ (ugh)

Niggas claim they OG (Wolf Gang!)

We still young and still humble (ugh)

Don’t make me go back to the old me

I hold heat, breed cold feet, niggas deceased (brrooop)

I figured that treat, trickin’ like a religion

Livin’ without a wisdom, eternal forbidden in prison unforgiven (If I fuckin’ say, that I live it)

I’m ridin’ on the motha’ fuckin’ pavement

Bout’ to get sued, I ain’t worried about a fucking payment

I’m layin’ flow like concrete, writing on a segment

I ain’t in high school no more, nigga stuck in pretense

Fuck english, check my french Yo Háblame gato

Fabolous – So NY Lyrics

"Fabolous – So NY" 

"Fabolous – So NY Lyrics"

[Intro]:

Best things come to those who wait

It’s time to go get it

[Hook]

I said I’m so New York, Weezy probably don’t like me (x3)

La-dada-da-da-da-daaaa

For my city, emphasis on my city

You got to go to L.A. if your looking for Diddy

You gotta check C.T. if your looking for Fitty

Niggas in Paris, but what about the city?

I’m so N.Y. like the folks who make Playstation

Hope ya’ll enjoyed your summer vacation

I been on that medicine, all y’all sick patients

Time to come for Sugar Hill, word to Ray Nathan

I’m coming for the belt and I stay H’ing

Coming for your Idol, word to Clay Aiken

Pause- in case they take it the wrong way

And bitch nigga always take it the wrong way

Still spitting, I’m the city’s saliva

Want the keys to it like the designated driver

Sometimes I listen to my old rhymes, it feels like I had the fucking keys the whole time

Ain’t gotta give me credit, I take cash

(Broooklyn) Yeah we take cash

Those old niggas trying to live off their old bodies

These young niggas think they killing shit, with no bodies

But this ain’t about old school, new school

Cause my old school look better than your new school

And I drive my new school like my old school

Just to wave at the teachers from my old school

In Flex We Trust I let him do my old schools

The girl used to brain me, you love my old school

Stop playing, you boys grew up on me

I fed you, burped you, until you threw up on it

I gave these niggas style, they never had a Clue

But they heard the freestyles yea they had the Clues

Been doing this a while, probably had your boo

She probably came back had a little attitude

Gun charge, oh yea I had like two

My black lawyer beat them, never had a Jew

I done had a few, never use, had them new

So I’m Pac, in a white suit, I Ain’t Mad At You

No Diddy, no Dupri, no Dr. Dre

No Cash Money from Baby, and no Rocs from Jay

And I’m still here, I’m still here!

I’m so New York that I’m still her

[Hook]