Some kind of curse lies on this place
Where she is bound to live her lonely days
A hundred years may come and pass
Before the roses wither down at last
She’s waited long, too long to say
And never fought the force that makes her stay
Some kind of curse lies on this place
And to her silent room she says
In a world out of time out of space
In a prison of thorns and disgrace
I will never surrender my mind
I will follow the path back to life
Cause I’m wide awake
Oh so wide awake
I will follow the path back to life
And I’ll survive
Into the dark of sprawling plants
She rips the vines apart with her bare hands
Her fingers bleed, she cannot see
She only feels her longing to be free
Where is the light, where is the day
A million thorns are fighting her to stay
Some kind of curse lies on this place
And with a trembling voice she says
In a world out of time out of space
In a prison of thorns and disgrace
I will never surrender my mind
I will follow the path back to life
Cause I’m wide awake
Oh so wide awake
I will follow the path back to life
And I’ll survive
I’ll survive
In a world out of time out of space
In a prison of thorns and disgrace
I will never surrender my mind
I will follow the path back to life
Cause I’m wide awake
Oh so wide awake
I will follow the path back to life
And I’ll survive
I’ll survive
Oh, thinking about our younger years
There was only you and me
We were young and wild and free
But now nothing can take you away from me
We’ve been down that road before
But that’s over now
You keep me coming back for more
Baby, you’re all that I want
When you’re lying here in my arms
I’m finding it hard to believe we’re in Heaven
And love is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn’t too hard to see we’re in Heaven
Oh, once in your life you’ll find someone
Who will turn your world around
Pick you up when you’re feeling down
Now nothing can change what you mean to me
There’s lots that I could say
But just hold me now
‘Cause our love will light the way
Oh, baby, you’re all that I want
When you’re lying here in my arms
I’m finding it hard to believe we’re in Heaven
Oh, loving is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn’t too hard to see we’re in Heaven
And now our dreams are coming true
Through the good times and the bad
I’ll be standing there by you
Baby, you’re all that I want
When you’re lying here in my arms
I’m finding it hard to believe we’re in Heaven
Ah, love is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn’t too hard to see we’re in Heaven
Sabadou, hoje foi revoada
Uma novinha arrastei la pra casa
Já tá dentro vai pro abate
Tem que fazer tudo que eu quiser
Depois de todo amasso tirei sua roupa e sua calcinha
Ela me perguntou, cadê a borracha?
Que borrachinha que nada!
Eu quero no pelo sua danada
Vai ser no pelo, vai ser no pelo
Abre a boca do sapo que hoje é no pelo
Vai ser no pelo, vai ser no pelo
Abre a boca do sapo que hoje é no pelo
Eu sou um Dom Juan te
Conquisto com poesia
Faço o que tu gosta
Pra te dar alegria
Vou entrar em sua caverna
E virar seu garimpeiro
Vou lapidar o seu xibiu
Pra botar no leilão
A que xibiu brilhante
A que xibiu gigante
Você é muito dengosa
Tô ligado na sua
Tem carinha de santinha
Vou cair na sua armadilha
Seu pinguelo vai pegar
Pegar a minha rola
No seu corpo sensual
Vou passar bronzeador
Massageando o bumbum
Com uns tapinhas bem de leve
Curte o barulho da peleca
Flec flec flec flec
Dando entrada de ar
Flec flec flec flec
Sou um dom Juan
Dom Juan do amor
Sou um dom Juan
Pego mulher aonde vou
Cara de Baiman (part. Sandro SmS) – Boca Doce D.C Letra:
Hoje ela está me quiser
Está me quiser
Porque eu estou com cara de Balmain
Está me quiser
Porque o meu corpo é da LV
Está me quiser porque a lubi
Se fundio nós meu pés
Hoje ela está me quiser
Está me quiser
Porque eu estou com cara de Balmain
Está me quiser
Porque o meu corpo é da LV
Está me quiser porque a lubi
Se fundio nós meu pés
Hoje está me quiser porque em mim estou a investir
Porque eu estou a vistir
Bom de mais pra pensar
Em desistir
Alguém como eu
Como tu não nigga só como eu
Baby i m Look my face
Todos querem o baixinho
De m*rda
Eu quero estar com ninguém
Yh nigga eu bang bang
Hoje ela está me quiser
Está me quiser
Porque eu estou com cara de Balmain
Está me quiser
Porque o meu corpo é da LV
Está me quiser porque a lubi
Se fundio nós meu pés
Partimos o palco
Em quanto esses rappers
Da banda sabem
Que não tem opção
Nós somos melhores
Desse game
Quando nós chegamos
É melhor evitar confusão
Mano a back é grande
Ah
Mano a back é grande
Ah
Partimos o palco
Em quanto esses rappers
Da banda sabem
Que não tem opção
Nós somos melhores
Desse game
Quando nós chegamos
É melhor evitar confusão
Mano a back é grande
Ah
Mano a back é grande
Mudo de flow e também mudo de métrica
Não faz figura
És figura isométrica
Sou bué educado
Isso é aula de estética
Minha boca é doce
A minha baga é diabética
Baby está estérica
Minha face é esférica
Tipo geografia
És península Ibérica
Pega no carro e trás
Nós no banco de trás
Só sacanagem
Tipo que não temos pais
Tua dama só entrega
Está tipo é tupuca
Diz que é professora
Mas do kamassutra
Quando entra no club
Promotor biruta
Diz que um gajo lhe ama
Deve estar maluca
Lhe avisa
E um gajo só raspa tipo cartão visa
My nigga eu sou um player
Somei as diversas
Limpei a tua dama
Que nem um para-brisa
Partimos o palco
Em quanto esses rappers
Da banda sabem
Que não tem opção
Nós somos melhores
Desse game
Quando nós chegamos
É melhor evitar confusão
Mano a back é grande
Ah
Mano a back é grande
Ah
BabyTron – Mr. Hanky (Official Audio) Lyrics
[Intro]
Rizzy got the heat
You’re not making this easy, Kyle
[Chorus]
Heard they tried to take me as the nice guy, nice try
Double A twelve, pulled up, turned his block into Five Guys
I got hippie guns, gallery department tie dye
Real life spaceships, we ain’t livin’ sci-fi
I can tell she wanna fuck doin’ all that side-eyein’
[Verse]
You try and take a half a dollar from me, you gon’ die tryin’
Off an oxy hittin’ stains, bitch I feel like Billy Mays
Million dollar game, yeah I’m the king, I’m in my gilly phase
I’m the shit like Mr. Hanky
Shoot the .38 with both hands, the trigger janky
Hangin’ out the window if it’s issues, I ain’t goin on a rant
Two grams short of half in the slabs, Za Morant
Scratchin’ opps off the list, that shit like stompin’ ants
Shit, I knew the brick was fake, shit ain’t even got a stamp
Mountain Dew on lava lamp, if he high, ain’t gotta camp
Number one contender, put me in the ring, go drop the champ
Lil’ brodie manned up and volunteered to hit the ten
One hoe getting boring, tell that bitch to bring a friend
Serenede jeans stack, these are not no RTA’s
Fuck a ARP, I pull up, clear the scene with RTK
This life shit up and down, kinda like a see-saw
Aston Martin with the horses, pull off in the yee-haw
Throw your album in the dumpster, that shit sounded weak sauce
Every cart of the day, I can’t take no weeks off
Every day of the calendar
I’m pickin’ up what you put down like I got scavenger
I ain’t got no shame in my game, Frank Gallagher
Why they count me out? I shot the work, supreme chancellor
Hundred in the clip, twenty-five each, ‘cause he ridin’ around with three passengers
Shit, R.I.P. them
Put a band on his head like he Big Ben
Could’ve put a hundred on him, shooter owe me though
Him Duncan, face card hot, San Antonio
Jerome Bettis, what you gon’ get that Rollie for?
Doggy barely steppin’, what the fuck you got, some polio?
Toronto shows sold out, we look like OVO
Loubie’s they don’t [?], cut it with the bullshit
I ain’t even have to aim with this full clip
Drop a fifty on this shit like the new LUCKI
Cut the traction, this bitch spinnin’ like a dune buggy
High as hell, my juice muddy
2017, the scam page was catching imbeciles
All the hate you doin’, try to meet me at the pinnacle
The baddest kid in school, now I got more pape’ than my principle
(ShittyBoyz, DogShitMilitia, you know what the fuck goin’ on)
[Chorus]
Heard they tried to take me as the nice guy, nice try
Double A twelve, pulled up, turned his block into Five Guys
I got hippie guns, gallery department tie dye
Real life spaceships, we ain’t livin’ sci-fi
I can tell she wanna fuck doin’ all that side-eyein’
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Baby Drill – Start To Hate (Official Video) Lyrics
[Intro]
I don’t really fuck with these niggas (Fuck you)
Niggas be actin’ like they fuck with a nigga, don’t even fuck with a nigga (They don’t fuck with me)
Be waitin’ on a nigga to fall off (They waitin’)
(COUPE)
Gon’ be waitin’ forever tryna wait for me to fall off though (Tellin’ you)
That’s all I’m sayin’ (That’s all I’m sayin’)
These bitch-ass niggas with these mixed emotions and shit
Fuck nigga, get out your feelings (Get out your motherfuckin’ feelings)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Get out your feelings, nigga (Get out your feelings, nigga)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Get out your feelings, nigga (Get out your feelings, nigga)
Huh, get out your— (Get out your—)
Get out your motherfuckin’—
[Chorus]
Niggas see I’m poppin’, so they startin’ to hate
I sit back, watch them niggas plot, but Baby Drill remain the same (Remain the same, Baby Drill)
Some niggas mad I got a chain, but, fuck nigga, stay in your lane (Stay in your place)
‘Member I ain’t have a dime on me, now I could break the bank (I got racks)
Bankroll bustin’ out my pocket, I don’t even need no wallet (Shit ain’t foldin’)
Waited on my turn, the light on me, so I can finally pop it (Woo)
Mom dukes said I’m hard, it made me smile, now I’m feelin’ cocky (Mom dukes)
When I get them M’s, gon’ put an M in all my nigga deposits (And that’s on Roxk, nigga)
[Verse 1]
I got war wounds, nigga, yeah, I’m scarred for life
Can’t bring back my dog, but I could catch the killer and make it right (Buh)
I got you
Young and reckless, huh, I’m out here
Stick chop shit up like hibachi
One, two, one, two, huh, like Ali
Shit around my neck hit harder than molly
Took my chances with the strap, I bust the bitch and got a smack (Buh)
Took my chances with the stick, I rolled it down and got a whack (Frrt)
Took my chances with the whip, I hit the road and got away (Rrrt)
Took my chances with your bitch, I fuck the ho, then paint her face
[Chorus]
Niggas see I’m poppin’, so they startin’ to hate
I sit back, watch them niggas plot, but Baby Drill remain the same (Remain the same, Baby Drill)
Some niggas mad I got a chain, but, fuck nigga, stay in your lane (Stay in your place)
‘Member I ain’t have a dime on me, now I could break the bank (I got racks)
Bankroll bustin’ out my pocket, I don’t even need no wallet (Shit ain’t foldin’)
Waited on my turn, the light on me, so I can finally pop it (Woo)
Mom dukes said I’m hard, it made me smile, now I’m feelin’ cocky (Mom dukes)
When I get them M’s, gon’ put an M in all my nigga deposits (And that’s on Roxk, nigga)
[Verse 2]
Feet passed me the ball and I ain’t stop runnin’
It’s 1Gang and one sound, huh, we come here for the money (We want them racks, nigga)
It’s time to cross over
Whoever thought that I’d be in the position that I’m in? (Whoever thought, nigga?)
Niggas actin’ like they down to ride with me, don’t want me to win (They ain’t on that, nigga)
I’m screamin’, “Fuck you”
Come around here with that hatin’ shit, might bust you (Woo)
This GG come from Italy (GG), this Draco come from Russia (Drakeisha)
I told my bitch, “Stay down, it’s on the way,” she like, “Fuck it” (Crazy)
Look at me now, look at you now, you should’ve stayed down, lil’ bitch, you stubborn (I know she mad)
[Chorus]
Niggas see I’m poppin’, so they startin’ to hate
I sit back, watch them niggas plot, but Baby Drill remain the same (Remain the same, Baby Drill)
Some niggas mad I got a chain, but, fuck nigga, stay in your lane (Stay in your place)
‘Member I ain’t have a dime on me, now I could break the bank (I got racks)
Bankroll bustin’ out my pocket, I don’t even need no wallet (Shit ain’t foldin’)
Waited on my turn, the light on me, so I can finally pop it (Woo)
Mom dukes said I’m hard, it made me smile, now I’m feelin’ cocky (Mom dukes)
When I get them M’s, gon’ put an M in all my nigga deposits (And that’s on Roxk, nigga)
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