Chris Webby – Fill A Book Lyrics

Chris Webby – Fill A Book Letra ForTheBurbs Chris Webby – Fill A Book

I’m not the author of destiny
I’m just followin’ it
Made it far on this road but you know I got some tickets
I’ve learned things
I’ve forgotten others that contradict it
And what I still don’t know
Could fill a novel with it
But I’m keepin’ my antenna in tune
A millennial whom always knew to never assume
Known to question every lesson when I step in the room
The truth will come to light, as sure as the perennials bloom
Tryna make it through the temple of doom we call life
So far, so off right
I’m tryna make it to a higher plane
Hop in the plane and take flight
To new heights, I’ve followed the path that the truth lights, at least
To the best of my abilities
Seekin’ out some synergy
While they be tellin’ us that we livin’ free
But is it free or is it me? I disagree
Nothin’ comes without a hidden fee
Listen

We all here spinnin’ on the globe
Searchin’ for some kind of meanin’
Even note that, uh
As far as the literature go
You could fill a book with the things that I don’t know
Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know
Fill a book with the things that I don’t know
Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know
Fill a book with the things that I don’t know

By the standard definition I am educated
Along with faded, elevated, highly medicated
And with all the noise I just need my sensory’s deprivated
From all the chaos that they been hittin’ us every day with
The shepard’s feedin’ sheep lies ‘til the herd’ll trust it
Stuck with all these public servants who don’t serve the public
Tryna live above it even if I gotta interrupt it
‘Cause I’m here to stir the pot until I kick the bucket
You need people like me
History’s known to show it
But nowadays it’s hard for people to be holdin’ focus
Spit apocalypse and y’all too busy on your phone to notice
Hunchin’ over scrollin’, now they sufferin’ from scrolliosis
The world is so ferocious
Still, it’s spinnin’ though
And life is bound to pass you by, that’s why I’m whippin’ slow
And in the end they won’t remember what we did, and no
No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no

We all here spinnin’ on the globe
Searchin’ for some kind of meanin’
Even note that, uh
As far as the literature go
You could fill a book with the things that I don’t know
Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know
Fill a book with the things that I don’t know
Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know
Fill a book with the things that I don’t know
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Chris Brown – Nightmares Lyrics ft. Byron Messia

Chris Brown – Nightmares ( Letra) ft. Byron Messia Letra ChrisBrownVEVO Chris Brown – Nightmares ( Letra) ft. Byron Messia
Verse 1: Chris Brown
Me brother get tied up in the streets, said them can’t leave out
And if yuh cya bring the Glock ‘round, so then them nah leave out (Yeah)
More time alone, soldier nah trust no one
If he ever see the pagan them, him turn evil (Yeah)
Him say, “Me depressed, so Henny my medicine”
It’s just me and my Remington
Pigs them want stick around like gelatin
Oh, woah-oh, oh-woah
Batty man, them nah take ‘way your skeleton
Then skrrt up on the main like Hamilton
Road money make him fly like pelican
Ooh, Lord, oh, Lord
Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown
Him tell me most High know
My family and me friend them
Most High know
You bring trouble, him gon’ end ‘em

Chorus: Chris Brown, Chris Brown & Bryon Messia
Nightmares, no more dreams
He just don’t believe, he just don’t believe
Nightmares, no more dreams
He just don’t believe, he just don’t believe

Verse 2: Byron Messia
Da-da, da-da
Gunshot turn them in a goner
Killa them a travel ‘pon a charter
Fi go start war, ha-ha
A gunshot, we no love chat, have the clutch back
God say me no fi buss back, me say, “Fuck that”
AK with the pan drum in a the truck back
Ever have the ‘K like school youth with a lunch bag

Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown, Chris Brown & Bryon Messia
Most High know
My family and me friend them
Most High know
You bring trouble, him gon’ end ‘em
Chorus: Chris Brown, Bryon Messia, Chris Brown & Bryon Messia
Nightmares, no more dreams
He just don’t believe, he just don’t believe (He just don’t, he just don’t)
Nightmares, no more dreams
He just don’t believe (He just don’t), he just don’t believe (He just don’t)

Outro: Byron Messia
He just don’t, oh
Bang-bang, mm
Me say gang-gang
Pussy boy, oh-oh-oh
Me say bang-bang

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Calboy – Right Away Lyrics

Calboy – Right Away Letra Calboy Calboy – Right Away Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah

Chorus: Calboy

I been up straight for like two days
Rollin’ ’Woods out this pound
Shawty like, “What you want today?”
I want to link right now
We gon’ send bullets like toothpaste
My niggas might hunt you down
I ain’t tryna catch no new cases
Bro say should be ?
like Toosii
She just want make a lil’ movie
I wanna rock right now
Sipping on red, no Kool-Aid
Pour a four in a jar right down
Big bro just bought a new K
But he toting on a Glock right now
Take a double L like Cool J
We slide through your block right now

Verse 1: Calboy

Baby, I be balling like a big dawg
I’m the one that send them shots and got you pissed off
Keep it a hundred, you ain’t solid, you a bitch, dawg
I been crossed up by my people, still ain’t switch, dawg
Still ain’t forgiven, bitch, I never heard a bygone
And we catch ‘еm slipping, get that bucket, feel like Zion
Baby, I been dripping, I pay forty if I try on
I’m littеd up like lighter
Driving foreign fast, you hear the screech from the tires
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Chorus: Calboy & Youngboy Never Broke Again

I been ?
like two days
Rollin’ ’Woods out this pound
Shawty like, “What you want today?”
I want to link right now
We gon’ send bullets like toothpaste
My niggas might hunt you down
I ain’t tryna catch no new cases
Bro say should be ?
like Toosii
She just want make a lil’ movie
I wanna rock right now
Sipping on red, no Kool-Aid
Pour a four in a jar right down
Big bro just bought a new K
But he toting on a Glock right now
Take a double L like Cool J
We slide through your block right now (Hol’ on)

Verse 2: Youngboy Never Broke Again

I wanna rock right now
Got a Glock and a hundreds racks on me, lil’ nigga
Big .45 knock down your center
No stolos, we slide in our rentals
Bad bitch, claim that shit on me but she want all my hitters
Lil Top and I’m too official, get back, I blow my missile
Louie V, Off White, and I’m mixing it with it
All night on flight, he get hit in the city
Blood money inside of the linix, bang out, we slide in them the linix
Shawty back, keep a note with the tennents
Got on VVS, I’m in love with my pendant
Know I’m having it and got it the linit
Riding around with the racks in the Bentley
Chorus: Calboy

I been up straight like two days
Rollin’ ‘Woods out this pound
Shawty like, “What you want today?”
I want to link right now
We gon’ send bullets like toothpaste
My niggas might hunt you down
I ain’t tryna catch no new cases
Bro say should be ?
like Toosii
She just want make a lil’ movie
I wanna rock right now
Sipping on red, no Kool-Aid
Pour a four in a jar right down
Big bro just bought a new K
But he toting on a Glock right now
Take a double L like Cool J
We slide through your block right now

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Cody Johnson – Leather Lyrics

Cody Johnson – Leather (Lyric ) Letra Cody Johnson Cody Johnson – Leather Lyrics
Superman, Man of Steel
He can fly, but here’s the deal
Superman ain’t really real
So God made somethin’ better
His mama says he’s just flesh and bone
The girls say he’s a rollin’ stone
But shake his hand and then you’ll know
A cowboy’s made of leather

You can bend him, but you can’t break him
It takes years of work and dirt and hurt to make him
When the whole world falls apart, he’ll hold together
That’s how you know that a cowboy’s made of leather

He’ll kick and cuss in broad daylight
When he gets drunk, he likes to fight
But his head’s on straight and his heart gets right
When he’s under pressure
And he’ll start out stiff and rough
But give him time and he’ll soften up
And that just makes him twice as tough
Yeah, a cowboy’s made of leather

‘Cause you can bend him, but you can’t break him
It takes years of work and dirt and hurt to make him
And when the whole world falls apart, he’ll hold together
That’s how you know that a cowboy’s made of leather

Yippee-ki-o, yippee-ki-ay
Yippee-ki-o

You can bend him, but you can’t break him
It takes years of work and dirt and hurt to make him
And when the whole world falls apart, he’ll hold together
That’s how you know that a cowboy’s made of leather
Yeah, that’s how you know that a cowboy’s made of leather
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Cochise – HOP IN THE WHIP Lyrics

Cochise – HOP IN THE WHIP ( Lyrics ) Letra cochise Cochise – HOP IN THE WHIP Lyrics
Yo’ Cochise, a weh dem a seh?

Chorus
Ayy (Eurmm), hop in a whip, hop in a Track’ (Ayy)
Hop in a eurmm (Ayy), hop in the back (Ayy)
Hop in a eurmm, hop in the Scat’ (Eurmm)
Addicted to money, addicted to racks (Eurmm)
Addicted to money, addicted to packs (Ayy)
My brother sold militants right through the cracks (Cracks)
These niggas is cappin’, they don’t got no plaques
Verse 1
Sweet (Sweet, sweet), she not with it, delete (Delete it)
I pulled up, I put her to sleep (That’s facts)
The wallaby loafers the feet
Okay, I told her the jewelry on fleek (That’s facts)
Okay, I’m Luffy, I’m out with the fleet (That’s facts)
Okay, she hungry, I gave her some meat
Okay, I told her that we gotta—, huh, yes
I told her that we gotta—, huh (That’s facts)
(Eurmm) Where ya walkin’?
(Eurmm) Where ya walkin’?
Niggas ain’t with it, they talkin’ nonsense
My money lockin’, no Stephen Hawkin’
You don’t get money, bro, why you talkin’? (Eurmm)
Why ya talkin’? (Ayy)
Shawty, gave sloppy, askin’ for a kiss (Ayy)
I told her stop and disappear in mist (Uh, uh—, eurmm)
Diamonds all up on my wrist (Diamonds, they—, eurmm)
Shawty tryna take a lick (Hop in the—, eurmm)
Pour me up, I’m tryna sip (Hop in the—. eurmm)
She not suckin’, better dip (Ayy, Hop in the—)
I’m in New York, I’m ballin’ like the Knicks (Eurmm)
Misbehavin’ like a pit (Hop in the—, eurmm)
Told ‘em lay up on the chips (Hop in the—, eurmm)
Nigga grabbin’ every tip
Chorus
Ayy (Eurmm), hop in a whip, hop in a Track’ (Ayy)
Hop in a eurmm (Ayy), hop in the back (Ayy)
Hop in a eurmm, hop in the Scat’ (Eurmm)
Addicted to money, addicted to racks (Eurmm)
Addicted to money, addicted to packs (Ayy)
My brother sold militants right through the cracks (Cracks)
These niggas is cappin’, they don’t got no plaque

Verse 2
Run it up (Ayy), run it up (Ayy)
Run it up (Ayy), run it up (Yes)
I get the money, the bag
I wipe my ass, just for the hunnid bucks
Got the suey on me, I be fitted up
Niggas mad ‘cause they know they ain’t lit as us
I said me and Brayden better pick ‘em up
Told that nigga come here, countin’ piggy money

Verse 3
Nigga, he over there talkin’, I told him to shut it, yeah
Shawty, you know I’m a freak, and I told her to suck it
Yeah, she bounce on the dick, she bounce on the tip, she bringin’ the fat, yeah, yeah
She makin’ the cut, she makin’ the racks, she makin’ it back, yeah
You know I’ma do it again (again)
You know I don’t fuck with your friends (friends)
Shawty, you know they be hatin’, they be talkin’ that shit
Shawty, you know, I be playin’, but I really be him
Girl, you know I be ballin’ like I’m hittin’ the gym
And you know I be callin’, they be pointin’, “That’s him”
That’s me, hmm, pull up, I hop in the V
No, I don’t run double V
I’m on my bag, double C
Ain’t got no guts, she want eat
Ain’t no way, you talkin’ to me
I count money, forgot how to read
I can buy what I want and I need
Young nigga, I’m rich and I’m black
I can buy ‘bout like four-hundred trees
I can burn them then do it again
I’m so blessed, I can do what I please
I thank God every morning and night
I just hope that I’m doin’ my deeds, huh
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Capital Bra feat. Joker Bra – ARKHAM ASYLUM Lyrics

Capital Bra feat. Joker Bra – ARKHAM ASYLUM ( Lyrics ) Letra Capital Bra Capital Bra feat. Joker Bra – ARKHAM ASYLUM ( Lyrics )
Songtext zu

Intro

Close the door (Close the door)
Go downstairs (Go downstairs)
Shut the lights off
I’ll be there
Close the door (Close the door)
Go downstairs (Go downstairs)
Shut the lights off
I’ll be there
Part 1: Capital Bra

Gestern waren’s Arabers, danach Panzerglas
Dann Spiegel TV-Kameras und heut sind’s wieder Arabers
Ich hab’ ‘ne Scharfe, sag mir, was hast du bei?
Ich hätt gleich sagen könn’n: „Schutz zahl’n ist günstiger als Dubai“
Und Werder Brem’n werd’ ich nicht erwähn’n
Es ist ein Grund für Mord, über andre Frau’n zu rеden
Du bist Vergang’nheit, nach dеm B kommt das C
Deine erste Nummer eins war mein Le-le-le
Le-le-le, le-le-le-le
Ich hab’ Kugeln für euch alle-le-le-le
Le-le-le-le, le-le-le-le
Ich hab’ Kugeln für euch alle-le-le-le

Part 2: Capital Bra

Der alte Sack hat mich gedisst und ist jetzt glücklich
Auf einma’ hab’ ich Hater über vierzig
Der Bastardsohn redet viel, doch haut dann ab
Vorm Finanzamt und nicht vor Arafat
Und was die Leute nicht begreifen
Wir zahl’n mit unsern Steuern die Cops, die ihn begleiten
Bei Sonny Black warst du noch ein Taliban
Heut bist du ein Flüchtling in Dubai, weil Capi kam
Es wird Zeit mich zu der Scheiße hier zu äußern
Zu den Hur’nsöhn’n aus Dubai und aus Deutschland
Zu den Opfern, zu den Heuchlern
Denn sie sagen, Geld geht über Freundschaft
Wow, ich bin ein Junkie, was rapp’ ich schon seit acht Alben
Dreiundzwanzig Einsen und elf Million’n Einheiten?
Sie bell’n bei Instagram und TikTok
„Bushido ist ein Hurensohn“ ist bei uns nur ein Sprichwort
Ich wollte cool bleiben, Bra, doch scheiß ma’ drauf
Ich ficke deine Mutter, das heißt, ich hol’ Tote raus
Und was du grade hörst, gibst du an die Cops weiter
Fick dein’n Produzenten und Ghostwriter, ich koks’ weiter
Rolle im Bugatti auf Abiat und Benzo (Wrmm)
Sie sagen, ich bin Junkie, ich sage: „Mir gefällt’s so“
Wer macht sich in die Hosen wegen Drogen?
Du hast dir eingekackt und bist direkt weggezogen
Mach nicht ein’n auf Araber, du bist ein Dayouth
Ein Piç, ein Zalim, ein ?
Manyuk (Ya manyuk)
Und jetzt weißt du, warum ich zu dir Bastard sage
Du fickst deine Freunde nach zwanzig Jahre für Wasserflasche
Wegen Steuerschulden, wegen noch mehr Patte
Wer ist jetzt die Ratte? (Heh) Heh, Brate
Warte, ich könnt noch viel erzähl’n, wenn ich drauf eingehe
Zum Beispiel von deiner Scheinehe
Du bist ein Unterdrücker und du warst nie fair
Leute wissen alles über dich, doch ich weiß viel mehr (Ja, Bra)
Capital, nicht Fler, ich fick’ deine Drecksklage
Ich lauf’ durch Berlin ohne hundertneun Prozesstage (Hahaha)
Was für Schulden bei Finanzamt, lak, wer glaubt das?
Ich ficke Oll’n in dem Haus, was du gebaut hast (Ai)
Du hast Komplexe, weil du hast zuhause nix zu sagen
Du weinst vor Kameras, Bratan, wen willst du verarschen? (Wen?)
(Le-le-le) Gucci Italia
Ich ficke deine Legacy, du warst niemals Mafia (Ja, Bra)
Du bist fake, ich rapp’ selber alles, was ich fühle
An deine Fans sorry, eure Kindheit war ‘ne Lüge (Sorry, Bra)
Also chillt ma’, Habibi, falls ihr’s noch nicht wusstet
Batman ist Anis Ferchichi, haha-haha-hahaha
Bridge: Joker Bra

Brra

Part 3: Joker Bra

Tasche Prada voller Para (Prada, Prada, Prada)
Ich bin Joker, ich nehm’ Batman auseinander (Fick ma’ so ein’n)
Bushido, sag mir, wie oft hörst du denn am Tag
„Du hast mir nix zu sagen, denn du bist nicht mein Vater“
Samra ist ein Junkie und sie woll’n es auf Capi werfen (Uff)
Bei Bushido sein’ Vorschuss, da kannst du nicht mal Junkie werden
Stech’ zu mit Weingläsern
Rapper unter mein’n Rädern
PA, nimm dein’n Köter an die Leine, sonst muss ich ihn einschläfern (Ja, Bra, yallah)
Joker, Poker, auf der Hand ‘ne Straße (Nein, Bra)
Ich hab’ Joker, ich brauch’ keine Asse (Ja, Bra)
Bushido, ich fick’ dein’n Arsch, weil du Fitna machst
Und Hurensohn, wer mit dir noch ein Feature macht
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Carolina Díaz – Cuando te conviene Letra

Carolina Díaz- Cuando te conviene Letras, Lyrics: Carolina Díaz- Cuando te conviene ( Letra )
me
cansé de estar viendo el
celular pensando en una llamada que al
final no va a
llegar ahora sé a la historia le faltó
empezar lo que nunca escribimos Cómo es
que lo voy a
gorar solo me quieres cuando te
conviene cuando las luces se van a
apagar cuando no hay nadie está
siempre solo prometes y no pasa nada tú
me quieres Solo cuando quieres y yo
quiero no quererte más Explícame Cómo
hacerte para que quieres que ya me de
Igual igual que a ti que me dé igual ser
parte de tu vida que me digas a mí hay a
ninguno de tus planes me quieras invitar
y ya no sentir No aferrarme a ti aceptar
que esté nosotros solo yo lo viví y ya
no puedo estoy en lo que siendo tú no
estás dispuesto y ahora s lo que merezco
y ya no puedo estoy enloqueciendo tú no
estás dispuesto y ahora sé lo que
merezco solo me quieres cuando te
conviene cuando las luces se van a parar
cuando nadie para
siempre solo prometes y no pasa nada tú
me quieres Solo cuando quieres y yo
quiero no quererte más Explícame cómo
hacerle para que quieres que yo me dé
Igual igual que a ti que me dé
Igual igual que a
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Chanel, Maikel Delacalle – Loka Letra

Chanel, Maikel Delacalle – Loka Letras, Lyrics: Chanel, Maikel Delacalle – Loka ( Letra )
Ya borré todas tus fotos
Ya no sé, ya no sé qué carajo hacer contigo
Si de mí te daba todo
Pero tú, pero tú solo me diste un poquito

Por eso quito todo tu palabreo
Que me da mala vibra
Y de mi vida lo bloqueo
Ya ni me digas más na’ que no te creo
Estoy comprometí’a con la noche de teteo

Y si me dice loca, yo te saco el de’o
Porque sí estoy loca por darle hasta abajo en un perreo
Bien sucio en la placita
De esos que el mal de amores, en una noche te lo quita

Y si me dice loca
Y si me dice loca
Loca por un perreo
Bien sucio en la placita
De esos que el mal de amores, en una noche te lo quita

Se me secaron los ojos
Solo me mojo en sudor en el party
De comerme tiene antojo, pero no llega [?]
Ya tengo tres en la salida
Todo lo que llega abajo rebota
Se te acabaron las vidas
Porque a ese gato le faltó otra

Traigan botellas, en el bote ya
Y si no es fin de semana
Traigan botellas, en el bote ya
Y si no es fin de semana

Y si me dice loca, yo te saco el de’o
Porque sí estoy loca por darle hasta abajo en un perreo
Bien sucio en la placita
De esos que el mal de amores, en una noche te lo quita

Y si me dice loca
Y si me dice loca
Loca por un perreo
Bien sucio en la placita
De esos que el mal de amores, en una noche te lo quita
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Cody Johnson – Whiskey Bent (feat. Jelly Roll) Lyrics

Cody Johnson – Whiskey Bent (feat. Jelly Roll) [Visualizer] Letras, Lyrics:

Verse 1: Cody Johnson

It put a hole in my wallet, put a hole in my wall
It put a whole lotta lonely in this 2 AM phone call
It put your Honda on the highway and my Chevy in a ditch
Just had to call you up ‘cause I ain’t touched that stuff ever since

Chorus: Cody Johnson

It made me say some things I shouldn’t
Made me break some things I wouldn’t
Like the heart that you kept puttin’ in my hand
Got me pickin’ up the pieces
Gettin’ back in touch with Jesus
For some grace in case one of y’all comes back again
I’m just tryin’ to straighten up what whiskey bent

Verse 2: Jelly Roll

Now I’m still payin’ for it, but it ain’t on a tab
It’s all the dreamin’ of instead of wakin’ up to the bеst I ever had
And I’ve been spеndin’ every second waitin’ for that second chance
That I might not even have

Chorus: Jelly Roll

‘Cause it made me say some things I shouldn’t
Made me break some things I wouldn’t
Like the heart that you kept puttin’ in my hands
Got me pickin’ up the pieces
Fallin’ back in love with Jesus
And prayin’ one of y’all comes back again
I’m just tryin’ to straighten up what whiskey bent

Chorus: Cody Johnson

It made me say some things I shouldn’t
Made me break some things I wouldn’t
Like the heart that you kept puttin’ in my hand
It’s got me pickin’ up the pieces
Gettin’ back in touch with Jesus
For some grace in case one of y’all comes back again
But until then
I’ll be tryin’ to straighten up what whiskey bent

Outro: Jelly Roll

What whiskey bent

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CRYPTOSIS – The Silent Call Lyrics

CRYPTOSIS – The Silent Call (OFFICIAL VIDEO) Letra Century Media Records CRYPTOSIS – The Silent Call Lyrics

Grand structures, scrape the cosmos
and shadows, dance with deceit
my presence is known, yet obscured
amidst the babel of voices

As concrete tendrils unfold,
My oppression grows and grows
on your fragile, naive soul

I am the eidolon
Master of all
I am the silent call
of the common mind

Your senses dulled by the
changing colors, glowing screens.
Mind aside, as you grind
A false, soulless existence,
a foul perplexing haze.
Is that what you call “human”?

Infiltrating from the sky

Escaping from nothing to find all

A paradox of recognition and concealment calls
Calls your name
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