Lyrics Zulxumor – Onajonim

Lyrics Zulxumor – Onajonim

Zulxumor – Onajonim (Official Music Video) Lyrics
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Lyrics YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Dirty Thug

Lyrics YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Dirty Thug

YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Dirty Thug [Official Audio] Lyrics

I take these drugs with no party
I told that girl that I’m sorry
I seen what was said and it scarred me
Guess what got me actin’ this way? (D-Roc)

Why the fuck I can’t get mad? They left, I ain’t enough
I been tryna find happiness in myself, I lost my trust
Seen it wasn’t no angel in that girl, I lost my lust
I don’t give no fuck about that field, I lost my girl

Yeah, this bitch ain’t mine, ain’t gon’ lie, the devil’s in my world
And you know that I’m toxic, mad, I’ll kill somebody
Bitch, you know I ain’t with that cappin’, play, I drill somebody (Huh)
I’ll go all out ‘bout your love, I beef with anybody
No, I ain’t bow down to that girl ‘cause I is somebody
And I’m worth the love, I can’t make you cherish me
And I’m worth your love and you knew what you was gettin’ into, now, why you embarrass me?
All these hoes just want your shoes, they don’t like you married me
I get mad and flash in the crib, she might record me
I pop a pill, then start customizin’ my ‘Rari
I let this ho come sneak in, I’m sorry
I, if you leave, gon’ be with my Nari, yeah

Why the fuck I can’t get mad? They left, I ain’t enough
For these people, why I do shit? Don’t do shit for myself
I’m here with you, but feel like my heart left
I been tryin’ and I need help

Fuck makeup, I fly you ‘round the world like daddy (Like daddy)
Pay you racks, I charge you up, you just like daddy (Just like daddy)
I’m with her, don’t need no dada, fuck that daddy (Fuck that daddy)
Got my white bitch, she better no tell nobody I date her
Huh, huh, head was nice, but she better not tell nobody I paid her
Huh, rich as fuck, I’m a real big shark, I’m bitin’ on all the ladies
Wrong as fuck, gotta make this shit up, I’m buyin’ her all the latest
Push the button on somethin’, I don’t give one fuck
Better tell them, don’t play with me

In the Spider when she pulled in, ridin’ in that big body
She was in the studio watchin’ movies, nigga, I was in that mode
I say, “Soon as I walked in, you know that I dig inside it”

Huh, I’m fuckin’ up, but she not givin’ up, give a fuck ‘bout no slut, I’m in love with that girl
Try lovin’ me, know that it’s hard as fuck, she not givin’ a fuck, so I’m owin’ that girl
Someone better than me, know you destined to see and I’m destined to meet someone I don’t need
I ain’t gettin’ no better, I’m beggin’ you, please
On the dance floor with the devil
Can you come take over for him please?
I say, can you come step in and dance with me?
Off-White, money comin’ left and right, you the last thing make me complete
I take these drugs with no party
I told that girl I was sorry
I’m on my shit, oh, now pardon me (Pardon me)
I saw some shit, sad, and it scarred me
Huh, no time to be misled, don’t fuck around with my peace
Bitch brain good, was in my bed, ho might as well just leave
Fuck boy, with that hatin’, he don’t now I barely much sleep
If I pay the fee, they gon’ spray him, get his brain bust in the street

Fuck makeup, I fly you ‘round the world like daddy
Huh, pay them racks, I charge you up, you just like daddy
I’m with you, don’t need no dada, fuck that daddy
Bitch, I’m through, sincere, the dada, ho, I hate you

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Lyrics Natalie La Rose – Mood

Lyrics Natalie La Rose – Mood

Natalie La Rose – Mood (Official Video) Lyrics
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Lyrics TEC x @FredoBang – Renegade

Lyrics TEC x @FredoBang  – Renegade

TEC x @FredoBang – Renegade (Official Video) Lyrics
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Lyrics Samra – Müde

Samra Lyrics “Müde” Letra

Yeah
Ya salame, rrah

Mein Name Hussein, ich bin achtundzwanzig Jahre alt
Tut mir leid, aber mich machte die Straße kalt
Der Junge, der im Star-Light scheint, aber keiner, der die Wahrheit weiß
Ich bin Millionär, aber warum ist mein Tank leer?
Und warum war ich der Junge, der den Wagen an die Wand fährt?
Ich hab’ endlich keine Angst mehr
Bin innerlich kaputt, aber keiner, der’s mir anmerkt
Ich glänz’ wie ein Juwel im Schatten
Lieber Gott, du gabst mir alles, sag, warum wir dann das Beten lassen
Warum wir es nicht fünfmal am Tag machen
Was ich rappe, sind die Tatsachen (Rrah)
Ich würd dich nie verarschen, Bruder
Warum? Weil wir hab’n dieselben Narben, Bruder
Dieselben Fragen, Bruder, wir sind Jungs von der Straße, Bruder
Clean mit dreihundert , Bruder
Mama hatte mich erzogen, keine Drogen zu nehm’n (Eh-eh)
Sondern auf dem Boden zu beten (Safe)
Wir sind wie Rosen im Regen, verloren im Nebel
Tragen Narben, die Millionen nicht seh’n (Nicht seh’n)
Immer noch dieselben Typen
Und ticken immer noch dieselben Tüten
Mein Herz ist schon müde, mit Schmerz in der Psyche
Fast alles, was ich sag’, ist wie ‘ne ehrliche Lüge (Rrah)
Packte damals Drogen ab im Erdgeschoss
Papa war vierzig Jahre Sternekoch
365 Tage Winterzeit
Heut ist die Familie safe und ich nicht mehr in Sicherheit (Sicherheit)
Nie wieder Antidepressiva (Nie wieder)
Der größte Hurensohn war mein Dealer (Du Hur’nsohn)
Und wenn der kleine Junge aus dem Spielplatz
Nicht auf der Straße ist, dann rappt er wieder Liebeslieder

Mh-mh
Ich weiß, es war mein Traum, aber wann wach’ ich hier auf?
Wallah, ich bin müde
Bei dem Leben, das ich führe (Oh-oh)

Wer holt mich hier raus?
Ich weiß, es war mein Traum, aber wann wach’ ich hier auf?
Wallah, ich bin müde
Bei dem Leben, das ich führe (Rrah)
Ich hab’ alles, was ich brauch’
Aber halt’ es nicht aus, hab’ die Kugel im Lauf, nur damit ich etwas spüre
Wallah, ich bin müde (Müde, ah-ah-ah)

Regentropfen prasseln auf die Windschutz
Auf mein’n ersten Alben war ich auf drei Liter intus (Ja)
So viel Missgunst brachten mich zum Tiefpunkt
Den Schmerz in meiner Seele siehst du nicht mal, wenn du hinguckst
Als kleiner Junge wollte keiner mit mir spiel’n
Doch als ich größer wurde, wollten Ticker mit mir deal’n (Ticker)
Damals musst ich klau’n
Heute hab’ ich viel mehr, als ich brauch’, mein Tresor platzt schon auf (Schon auf)
Wie viele Rapper ich in all den Jahr’n gefeatured habe
Weil ich gerne gebe, aber nicht viel erwarte
Ich komm’ von ganz alleine freestyl’n in der Tiefgarage
Und steh’ genau deswegen auch als Verlierer grade (Rrah)
Ich bin Sam, bekam nie was geschenkt
Ich war mit dreizehn Jahr’n schon auf Hip-Hop-Events (Ah)
Ich bin immer noch derselbe (Safe)
Geh’ auf Rakats Lichterfelde, rrah

Wer holt mich hier raus?
Ich weiß, es war mein Traum, aber wann wach’ ich hier auf?
Wallah, ich bin müde
Bei dem Leben, das ich führe (Rrah)
Ich hab’ alles, was ich brauch’
Aber halt’ es nicht aus, hab’ die Kugel im Lauf, nur damit ich etwas spüre
Wallah, ich bin müde (Müde, ah-ah-ah)

Letra Alexandre Pires – Parece Fake (part. Maiara e Maraisa)

Letra Alexandre Pires – Parece Fake (part. Maiara e Maraisa)

Parece Fake (part. Maiara e Maraisa) Letra, Lyrics:

Você me deu a senha de acesso
Pro seu coração
Cada vez que passava
Aumentava a nossa paixão

No começo foi tudo bonito
Era mês de abril
Parecia a mulher dos meus sonhos
Amei o seu perfil
Eu te adicionei em meus planos
Fiz projetos pra mais de 100 anos com você

Mas aos poucos você fui mudando
E esquecendo de mim
A cabeça virada do nada
Eu senti que era o fim

Eu nem vi quando você sumiu
Ou será que a conexão caiu?

Vou deletar você da minha mente
Vou bloquear você urgentemente
Eu não quero curtir ilusão
Entregando o meu coração
A quem não sabe dar valor

Amei e compartilhei os meus sentimentos
Postei os meus sonhos na linha do tempo
Você sempre desconectada
Eu aceso e você apagada
Nem sei se foi verdade o seu amor
Parece fake

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Lyrics Russ – Perfectionist

Lyrics Russ – Perfectionist

Russ – Perfectionist (Official Audio) Letra, Lyrics:

I’m a recovering perfectionist, a self-destructive specialist
My 32nd session with my therapist is evidence
That I can’t see I’ve made it, I’m like Dee Brown, wow
I gotta couple chapters, I’m ashamed to read out loud
I’m workin’ on it, tho I’m tryna be more patient with myself
I robbed myself of so much joy, I’m making payments to myself
I’m still in debt tho
Need to take my coat off, settle in, ignore the dress code
I know that the hardest step is walking past my threshold
I’m in my Depeche Mode
Tryna just enjoy the silence, it’s so hard to let go
Once I do I’m free
I know it’s me vs me

I know it’s not your job to reaffirm what I believe
I’m working on becoming the person I clearly need
So I don’t look for what I lack in someone else, I see
That I’m still in the in-between
But finally I voluntarily been takin’ care of me
Was rarely there for me, my inner child’s scared of me
I punished him unfairly
We need more solidarity
I don’t care bout the people who base skills off popularity
When I can close my eyes and see myself then I’ll have clarity
I love the women who are in my life, specially Sara Lee
This industry’s primarily fake, you can deny it
But you silent publicly but showin’ love to me in private
All my wounds have told a story
All the laughs and money hide ‘em
It’s a shame the only language people speak sometimes is violence
But I don’t got pity for people that play themselves
The bed they says uncomfortable’s the same bed that they made themselves
I’m showin’ love they hate themselves
You cannot give them anything they haven’t already gave themselves
You cannot save somebody if they simply don’t wanna save themselves
I shoulda known what time it was
The stab in the back don’t hurt it’s when you turn and see who’s knife it was
I’m just tryna find the love
Looking everywhere but within
A white rapper is a fraction of the air that I’m in
An outsider from the jump, it took a minute to hit me
Why would I try to fit in with an industry that don’t fit me
This is simply testimonial
Slowly pull back the layers
And get down to who I am because my fear is a container of my greatness, I hate this
Wait this is just a test of patience
The pain from all my mistakes is just something I need more grace with
My bruises became my muses
My pain had multiple uses
Went from fuck y’all to forget y’all
From middle fingers to deuces

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Lyrics Russ – Buckle Up Freestyle

Lyrics Russ – Buckle Up Freestyle

Russ – Buckle Up Freestyle (Official Audio) Letra, Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah (Buckle up)
Yeah, I should’ve get that
First time on a Havoc beat
Legendary
Always I’m in some shit

Okay
I’m just tryna close the gap
Between me and my soul I’m trapped
Inside my self-perception cage
I say, Russ, come out, Noah Schnapp
I’ve grown attached to holdin’ back
I’m hoping that I’m over that
Because I noticed that I’ve been swinging for the fences with a broken bat
But the overlap between my dreams and real life is astounding
For example, I’ve made 50 million dollars and I’m not rounding
But I’m sounding like I’m bragging ‘bout my paper, Michael Scott
But that’s some bullshit, they say Russell’s trippin’ Michael’s final shot
Oh well so be it
Heart was cold, had to reheat it
Santiago made it to the pyramids performed in Egypt
Know y’all seen it
If you didn’t, what’s that say about the media
They trippin’ on the internet and I do not use Expedia
I gotta private travel agent concierge
On Saudi Air, I’m takin’ pictures with the flight attendant
She said I’ll be there, where, at your show
I said it’s 20,000 people so unless you front row
I probably wouldn’t see you, that’s just how it goes
I play this game on classic mode until the casket close
The road to success is under construction and I drove over all the traffic cones
I’m down the rabbit hole of overthinking paths I chose
But I can’t go back, that’s why I can’t relax
I’m playin’ wack-a-mole with problems and I’m lacking speed
No wonder I drank rapidly
Passin’ weed, the pounds were limitless
I was coppin’ Master P’s
The strategy was apathy, but luckily I slipped up
I called myself out on my bullshit, luckily I picked up

I mixed up my confidence with all my insecurities
I been securing the whole family but who’s securing me
I know I’m bleeding and a bandaid ain’t gon’ cut it for this cut
I know my shadows been behind the wheel, I should’ve buckled up

Well, ha
I should’ve get that
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Lyrics Russ – Blow The Whistle

Lyrics Russ – Blow The Whistle

Russ – Blow The Whistle (Official Audio) Letra, Lyrics:
Yeah
Statik
Chomp 2.5, haha
Just a lil something to hold y’all over
Come on!
Yeah, yeah, okay

Both my parent’s course, I took them separately
If we went together, we gon’ need another referee
Someone blow the whistle, I’m boutta drop a missile
This shit is just a warmup to the classic I’ma give you in the summer, yeah
Both my parent’s course, I took them separately
If we went together, we gon’ need another referee
Someone blow the whistle, I’m boutta drop a missile
This shit is just a warmup to the classic I’ma give you in the summer

Yeah, okay
Respect to the creator, I’m the man though (Yeah)
You know I got my family’s wellbeing in my hands bro (Hands bro)
Luckily, I boss, stand tall like who? Like Tyler (Tyler)
When I took a break, they took it bad like who? Like Skylar
And you know I’m gettin’ rich, off of rap, that’s the American way (Yeah)
Couple days in LA, link with [?]
Sharing my plate, I let some people have a bite; they weren’t satisfied
They bit the hand that fed ‘em, now I lost my fuckin’ appetite to help
Well, fuck it, ‘cause they did it to themselves
[?] The fat lady, they just started singin’ it themselves
I’m in Atlanta at the house, that’s when I’m at my best (True)
BItch I know my purpose, so I don’t believe in accidents
I didn’t sit around, I went and got it
No excuses
And I went out on a limp, ‘cause I know that’s where all the fruit is
Truth is I been rappin’ better than my peers (yeah)
It’s been goin’ on for years
Man I’m givin’ y’all my heart (C’mon)
All I ask for is your ears (Yeah)

Both my parent’s course, I took them separately
If we went together, we gon’ need another referee
Someone blow the whistle, I’m boutta drop a missile
This shit is just a warmup to the classic I’ma give you in the summer, yeah
Both my parent’s course, I took them separately
If we went together, we gon’ need another referee
Someone blow the whistle, I’m boutta drop a missile
This shit is just a warmup to the classic I’ma give you in the summer

Yeah
Ain’t it funny? (What)
I never seen somebody hate on me who had more money (Ha)
I used to let it get to me, we fightin’ out the country
That was back when I as smokin’ skinny white joints, made some [?]
Now I got to let it bounce, bounce off me, Mac McClung
We got to focus man, I gave my dawgs a bonus man
This game knows I’m a trailblazer like Arvydas Sabonis man (Yeah)
I don’t follow crowds, that’s how you get lost
Money’s a green monster, and I do not like the Red Sox
I mean, I made it rain, rain, rain; Dak Prescott
Accountant had a cowboy, he’s right, I should’ve been stopped, true (Yeah)
Fuck the mold, I’m the new archetype
I probably made another thousand artists go and start tonight
And everything is documented (You see it)
I got the come-up on cameras
And I never had to sell my soul or move to Los Angeles
Never had to chase clout or do a bunch of weird shit
To get the whole fuckin’ world to hear this
All I had to do was me

Both my parent’s course, I took them separately
If we went together, we gon’ need another referee
Someone blow the whistle, I’m boutta drop a missile
This shit is just a warmup to the classic I’ma give you in the summer, yeah
Both my parent’s course, I took them separately
If we went together, we gon’ need another referee
Someone blow the whistle, I’m boutta drop a missile
This shit is just a warmup to the classic I’ma give you in the summer

Yeah
CHOMP 2. 5
I do this shit in my sleep dawg
Statik Selektah
Classic shit only
SANTIAGO on the way
Yeah
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Letra Matheus França – Vitória

Letra Matheus França – Vitória

Matheus França – Vitória (Clipe Oficial) Letra, Lyrics:
Na cruz me alcançou
Meus pecados perdoou
Estava longe Ele me encontrou

Rendido hoje estou
Seu amor me transformou
Era escravo e hoje livre sou

Onde era luto
Alegria virou
O que estava morto
Meu Deus ressuscitou

Ao que estava cativo
Ele sim ou o libertou
Onde era Dor
Em vida se transformou

Oh morte onde está tua vitória
Meu redentor vive
E se levantará

Oh morte onde está tua vitória
Meu redentor vive
E se levantará

Onde era luto
Alegria virou
O que estava morto
Meu Deus ressuscitou

Ao que estava cativo
Ele sim ou o libertou
Onde era Dor
Em vida se transformou

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