Nathália Braga | Se Não Fosse a Tua Mão Letras, Lyrics: Nathália Braga | Se Não Fosse a Tua Mão Letra
Pai ultimamente ando tão cansado
As forças já têm me faltado
Por muitos vezes penso em parar
As tuas promessas trago a memória
Pra que me possa trazer esperança
Tô precisando só desabafar
Preciso entender que nada é no meu tempo
Que muito aprendi em meio ao sofrimento
E não me deixou jamais, tu não me deixou jamais
Por meio da dor o Senhor me ensinou
No anonimato me capacitou
Fugir do processo, anular o projeto
Se não fosse tua mão
Eu não teria vencido, eu já tinha desistido
Mas tua vontade, vai prevalecer
Faz o teu querer, faz o teu querer
Se não fosse pela tua graça
Para manter a chama do meu coração
Mesmo tão cansado, eu não vou parar
Fiz uma promessa a ti no altar
Circunstâncias não irão paralisar minha fé
Reconheço só tua graça pra me manter de pé
Foram muitos os desafios, mas eu prossegui
Por isso estou aqui, Jesus estou aqui
Os problemas estão tentando calar minha voz
Reservei esse momento pra ficarmos a sós
Apesar de tão cansado eu não vou parar
Só vim reconhecer que
Se não fosse tua mão
Eu não teria vencido, eu já tinha desistido
Mas tua vontade, vai prevalecer
Faz o teu querer, faz o teu querer
Se não fosse pela tua graça
Para manter a chama do meu coração
Mesmo tão cansado, eu não vou parar
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Nasty C – Kill The Noise ( Letra) ft. Anica, Maglera Doe Boy Letra NastyCVEVO Nasty C – Kill The Noise ( Letra) ft. Quiet
Tune out the echoes
Look into my eyes
And find the window to my soul
Someday you’ll know
What’s happening inside
Is it a disguise
Skin deep lies
Will I be alright
Follow me down
Shut the door and close all the curtains
Cut the lights, in case there’s someone lurking
Kill the noise, shower with detergent
Get the bleach and pour it on the surface
To numb the nerves take a shot of Bourbon
With no ice so you can feel your chest burning
I can feel my chest burning
And I think it’s working
Take a deep breath
Life is about to change
Say a prayer
Meditate and burn some sage
Prepare yourself for the next stage
Keep your story simple
This could keep you out the cage
He’s gonna hurt ya
Like he always hurt ya
Technically if was self defence
It’s not murder
Guess nobody heard ya
Think nobody heard ya
Rest in peace to yet another burden
Hiding from my own reflection
Did it for my own protection
No objections
Means I didn’t sin
Jaded for a damn good reason
I’m the only weakness
Wait for it to sink in
Eyes wide open
Barely blinkin
Getting it they deserved it
Trust me they deserved it
Tell me was it worth it
I did it on Purpose
That’s what this is about
What you believe is what you allow
Faith is power what you believe is what you receive
Kopa Ntate Modimo
Hlokomela my G’s
Hlokomela my people
Hlokomela the youth in ghetto mo ha hona molao
Mo re hotse re bona tsohleho never re e lebale
Mo re hotse re bona bagotsi ba nquma bagotsi lieve e bohloko gale re lemala
But my momma told baby boy you better read the bible
Makazana taught me how to move like Daniel in the Lions Den shwy I roar load nna ke Tau
How many hours?
Ten thou
That’s what’s you need, proceed
When it gets hard
Just breathe
Take a breath and breath
Made in his image
So the vision
Say G O D
Said lefatse le hours
So I’m picking my flowers
Never living in doubt
Gotta manoeuvre figure the route
Gotta plan how you making it out
Planting my seeds when they sprout
Manifest figure it out
Don’t stress figure it out
Nasty C – Temptations Lyrics ft. Manana Letra NastyCVEVO Nasty C – Temptations ( Letra) ft. Manana
We’ve been tryna tell the world
All my people suffered
But it’s going in one ear and out the other
I grew up in a place where you don’t see too many prosper
I wanted to be like the drug dealers and the robbers
Fast cars and the jewelry will make you ponder
Costs too much to be a doctor
Go get a chopper
And that could make you lose your mind
Or make you a monster
It never was a real option to be a rockstar
Genies and them shooting stars
Nowhere to be found
But temptation is like your cousin
Cause he’s always been around
Never take that bible anywhere it’s always in the house
Never take that bible anywhere it’s always in the house
Genies and them shooting stars
Nowhere to be found
But temptation is like your cousin
Cause he’s always been around
Never take that bible anywhere it’s always in the house
Never take that bible anywhere it’s always in the house
I need a second
Maybe a minute
Although I defended
Every decision
Am I a menace
Do I need balance
Am I just desperate
As a recessive
I need to decide
Left of to the right
If I pay the tithe
Will that even change my life
While every single day I feel like life is just game and
I don’t even wanna play
Run it
Running the race
Run it
Running in place
Run it
We’re running from cages
Run it
We’re running from fame
Run it
With the movers and shakers
Run it
They were very persuasive
Run it
Begging and taking
Run it
Shaking that bacon
Run it
Oh it’s pity their race
Run it
That’s how they raise them
Run it
And nobody running for president
Run it
Young niggas running their residence
Run it
Take what they want at your residence
Run it
You have a gun at your residence
Run it
Protect all you love at your residence
Run it
Aah yeah
Genies and them shooting stars
Nowhere to be found
But temptation is like your cousin
Cause he’s always been around
Never take that bible anywhere it’s always in the house
Never take that bible anywhere it’s always in the house
Genies and them shooting stars
Nowhere to be found
But temptation is like your cousin
Cause he’s always been around
Never take that bible anywhere it’s always in the house
Never take that bible anywhere it’s always in the house
NEONI x ELLISE – Pity Party ( Lyrics Lyrics) Letra Neoni NEONI x ELLISE – Pity Party ( Lyrics Lyrics)
I got issues that I can’t deny
I’m the pretty little victim
So I’ll cry if I want to
Take a pin and pop all my balloons
Congratulations
Here’s your invitation
I know you’ve been waiting
I go all out
Welcome to my pity party
If you’re here I’m sorry
Sorry
We’re just starting
Welcome to my pity party
Welcome to my pity party
It’s a mental breakdown
On the playground
Only way out
Is to slide all the way down and
You think that I do it for the hell of it
But really I’m just calling out the elephant
Congratulations
Here’s your invitation
I know you’ve been waiting
I go all out
Welcome to my pity party
If you’re here I’m sorry
Sorry
We’re just starting
Welcome to my pity party
Welcome to my pity party
So wel so welcome to my pity party
So wel so welcome to my pity party
Pity party
It’s a mental breakdown
Breakdown
We’re just starting
Welcome to my pity party
Pity party
It’s a mental breakdown
Breakdown
We’re just starting
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Noah Kahan, Lizzy McAlpine – Call Your Mom ( Lyrics ) Letra NoahKahanVEVO Noah Kahan, Lizzy McAlpine – Call Your Mom ( Lyrics )
Oh you’re spiraling again
The moment right before it ends, you’re most afraid of
But don’t you cancel any plans
‘Cuz I won’t let you get the chance to never make them
Stayed on the line with you the entire night
until you let it out and let it in
Don’t let this darkness fool you
All lights turned off can be turned on
I’ll drive, I’ll drive all night
I’ll call your mom
Oh dear don’t be discouraged
I’ve been exactly where you are
I’ll drive, I’ll drive all night
I’ll call your mom
I’ll call your mom
Waiting room, no place to stand
Just greatest fears and wringing hands and the loudest silence
If you could see yourself like this
If you could see yourself like this, you’d have never tried it
Stayed on the line with you the entire night
until you told me that you had to go
Don’t let this darkness fool you
All lights turned off can be turned on
I’ll drive, I’ll drive all night
I’ll call your mom
Oh dear don’t be discouraged
I’ve been exactly where you are
I’ll drive, I’ll drive all night
I’ll call your mom
Medicate, meditate, swear your soul to Jesus
Throw a punch, fall in love, give yourself a reason
Don’t wanna drive another mile wondering if you’re breathing
So won’t you stay, won’t you stay, won’t you stay with me
Medicate, meditate, save your soul for Jesus
Throw a punch, fall in love, give yourself a reason
Don’t wanna drive another mile without knowing you’re breathing
So won’t you stay, won’t you stay, won’t you stay with me?
Don’t let this darkness fool you
All lights turned off can be turned on
I’ll drive, I’ll drive all night
I’ll call your mom
Oh dear don’t be discouraged
I’ve been exactly where you are
I’ll drive, I’ll drive all night
I’ll call your mom
Nasty C – Sunset Walks ( Letra) ft. Tellaman Letra NastyCVEVO Nasty C – Sunset Walks ( Letra) ft. Tellaman
Wow, this place is lovely
The weather is perfect
The sun is amazing
The people are nice
And the food is incredible
In French we say, “j’adore et ici”
I love it here
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Hey (Hey)
Hey
I like the way the sunset bouncing off your skin
Oooou shit
I like the way your sundress dancing with the wind
Oooou shit
Let me put this sunflower in your hair
Or rest it on your ear
Loop your arm into mine
And lose track of the time
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Love you like mama’s food
Love you like after school
More than designer shoes
More than the button snooze
More than a hot coffee in a winter morning
More than a loner loves his hand when he’s feeling horny
More than my PS5
More than my steam account
More than my unemployed friends love my sleeper couch
I love you cause we both shuffle when that bill comes
Fuck that fairytale shit
It’s that real love
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real love, real love, ah
Real
Real love, real love, ah
Nasty C – This Time ( Letra) ft. Ami Faku Letra NastyCVEVO Nasty C – This Time ( Letra) ft. Ami Faku
I’ll listen more peep your perspective
More delicate and less aggressive
I’ll be impressive
I’ll impress ya
Won’t let the hoes put you under pressure
More eggplant emojis when I text ya
More eye contact when I sex ya
Give you less of a reason to give me a lecture
Call me a mess up
I know I messed up
I know I messed up
But that part of me died
I’m yelling rest up
Calling you mine with pride
I beating my chest up
Play you some Bruno Mars
You’re my treasure
I toss you in the sky like a wrestler
Make you land on my pecker
Be extra
Bring you flowers to your job
Lick your neck up
And then take you home and I press ya
Never depress you
I still need you
I won’t let you down
I won’t miss this time
I still need you
In my life
Ndiyaz’fela ngawe
I still need you
I won’t let you down
I won’t miss this time
I still need you
In my life
Ndiyaz’fela ngawe
Yeah, If fate won’t shake and the rules
Won’t break this time
I’ll do whatever it takes this time
They always say the truth tastes bitter
But I’m a real nigga
So to me it taste’s just fine
I take what’s mine to the chin
Take my nails to the palm when I commit sin
For the times I got under your skin
I apologize
Hope these words find your heart and colonize
Cause we’ve been through harder times
Like that time in July
We both cried
There was nowhere to hide
In the same room shoulders cold as ice
But we said fuck it and we rolled the dice
I wonder if we can roll it twice
Yeah
I still need you
I won’t let you down
I won’t miss this time
I still need you
In my life
Ndiyaz’fela ngawe
I still need you
I won’t let you down
I won’t miss this time
I still need you
In my life
Ndiyaz’fela ngawe
Nas – Based On True Events Pt. 2 ( Lyrics Letra) Letra Nas Nas – Based On True Events Pt. 2 ( Lyrics Letra)
Intro
One, two, three, four
Yeah-huh
Uh-huh, yeah
Yeah, uh-huh, one, two
Yeah, strange out here
Yeah, yeah
Chapter one
Verse 1
Fresh cut, lined up, his hair clean, it’s not a fair game
Can’t trust how they move, and his solitaire chain
His bust down Cuban whippin’ the ‘Rari truck
Cuts down the music, he got a call that was confusin’
Heard this kid said in front of that dude somethin’ that never happened
Somethin’ bein’ perceived like it’s beef, but it’s street gossip
It’s nothin’, ain’t ‘bout no cash and hung up the phone
He can tell by the sound of his tone
Next time we see him, it might have to be on
Four Seasons with the heaters
He pull in the valet, he playin’ Jackson 5, Maria
Pourin’ good burgundy, drinkin’ wine by the liter
Million dollar ideas
Son a thinker, but he’s surrounded by negative peers
Minds of seventh graders
Several haters, several losses, had to get his weight up
“Happy belated gorgeous”, he sent the text to his ex
Her tattooed chest where her necklace rest, she covered his name
Thinkin’ to himself no other girl could love him the same
She replied, “We still celebratin’, come out to Spain”
He jumped right on the plane
He had bright orange leather luggage when he arrived
At the world’s oldest restaurant, since 1725
Madrid was live, lookin’ in this woman’s eyes
Lookin’ where his name used to be now covered with butterflies
Had a few Spanish connects from touchin’ pies
Just to summarize, he knew a couple guys who had a couple ties
To make that shipment touchdown safe
Secured the situation, told shorty, “I’m out, bae”
Bridge
End of Chapter one
Chapter two
Verse 2
Nigga plottin’ on the plane, crunchin’ the numbers
Thinkin’ how this move gonna help him fuck up the summer
Told his dog who to meet and what he pickin’ up from him
Dog said, “We solid, I got you, nigga, we bubblin'”
Since Jamella out in Queens used to have him living lovely
She sat down and didn’t sing, she got out, he had her comfy
Thinkin’ ‘bout coppin’ that fly estate with five acres
Three hours from JFK, watching Knicks versus Lakers
When the game was over, he dozed off
When he landed, his man wouldn’t answer his phone calls
Did he take it or is he locked behind a stone wall?
Did the Feds wait in undercover patrol cars?
Tried to tell himself not to panic, don’t go so far
But what’s the law of averages when you done broke laws?
He had to do the math on this, he can’t take no loss
Keepin’ his poise
At the end of the day, he know that he can trust in his boy
Bridge 2
Chapter three
Verse 3
Baggage claim, “Hurry the fuck up”, askin’ TSA
“Is that conveyor belt stuck or what? What’s the delay?”
Satan’s work, hopin’ the devil don’t fuck up his day
He had to factor in the facts when it came to the play
He remembered his face last time he was loadin’ the safe
Heard him say, “You ain’t the only rich nigga who in this place”
Fuck tryna relax, he had to pull up everywhere that this nigga be at
Said, “It ain’t like my nigga know he ain’t dip with the stash”
Hold on, I’m almost at the climax
Shots ring out, soundin’ like some loud hi-hats
His dome got popped at the place of the transaction
Dudes from Spain set him up, straight flattened
On Flatbush Avenue, a restaurant in the back room
They took the money and drugs and shot him in his half moon
Doin’ my homework on IG
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Nas – 1-800-Nas-&-Hit ( Lyrics Letra) Letra Nas Nas – 1-800-Nas-&-Hit ( Lyrics Letra)
Intro
No, my brother, you’ve got to buy your own
Yeah
Yeah, woo
Verse 1
Yo, it’s like the box sets, Star Wars, Fast & Furious franchises
Six projects, six sagas, it’s hood science
4 A.M. infomercials tellin’ you where to buy it
1-800-Nas&Hit, all six like a greatest hits
No, my brother, you got to cop your own
Whether we did diamond or hardly sold
We did it for our soul
Hop out the V and park by Neiman Marcus
Hope I don’t see a snatch and grab
They shop for free, I pay the charges (Straight up)
If Huey was a rapper, he would say some wild things over a sample
Think about it, shh
If Malcolm was a rapper, he would say some shit over the breaks
Come out with nеck snappers, I promise, shh
They would bе singin’ the same song as me
Probably not killed by the CIA or the industry
Know where black hands be on black Glocks
No backstabs or sad plots, we let them rot
Chorus
1-800-Nas&Hit, don’t call us with no politics
And when you talk to us, make sure you talk to us with common sense
This one is Goliath, big, leaped over a giant bridge
Called my counterparts, I told ‘em they gotta try this shit
Let’s win, let’s win
Let’s win, let’s win
Verse 2
Finally killed the King’s Disease, I see what a genius see
Unclutter your mind for once, let me set the scenery
Put down the diamonds and blunts, put down the wine and the cups
Put your ideas in play, it ain’t what it seem to be
Don’t get stuck in the Hollywood shuffles
Did a show, they snuck in the trailer and stole the duffle
You thinkin’ major, they thinkin’ tiny, they tried to Deebo
Please don’t remind me the reason I bought these Desert Eagles
Got Ron Isley age difference on my missus wishes
Hit a store the receipt look like a Christmas wish list
Cougars waist trainin’, salute, amazin’, ain’t it?
Health, I praise the single mom life, casual datin’
I can put a love story on the silver screen
Then put this song in the trailer, you see it in between
The nightly news and the shows you be watchin’ on the sofa
She text me, “Come over, let’s play your discography”
She in disbelief just from my 2020s run
I’m the inspiration, I ain’t gotta look for none
This one is Goliath big, leaped over a giant bridge
Called my counterparts, I told ‘em they gotta try this shit
Bridge
We holdin’ leadership conferences, haha, yeah
For the hood, for the kids
Let’s win, let’s win
Let’s win, let’s win
Outro
Credits roll
Six albums, in how many years?
We havin’ fun, a crazy run, time flies
Dial the number, 1-800-Nas&Hit
That’s, 1-800-Nas&Hit, leave us a message
Let us know when y’all want us back again
We’ll spin the block to be there for you
Nothin’ but love, Hit-Boy on the boards
Your man, the maestro himself, Mr. Jones
It’s just natural like that’s what it gotta be
Shout the engineer, David Kim
I know we been drivin’ you crazy, you like, “What? Again?”
Another one, you just like, “When do y’all take a break?”
Shoutout to Gabe, Big Double, Peter
My man Ant Saleh, did you ever imagine?
Ayo, shout out to my man Big Hit, just came home
He already takin’ over the whole shit, you know?
Shout out to C3, that’s third generation
You be in here goin’ crazy in the studio havin’ fun, watchin’ cartoons
Playin’ video games while we recordin’, vocalin’
That’s my man, shout out Big Des and Knight
It’s all about the next generation
That’s what we here for, the next generation
Of course to Jung, the crew, the family
Big Lef, Modo, Jav, Kevinsky
My geysers, Che, what up?
All my peeps, yeah (And Haz, Haz)
I said Haz (You said Haz?) yeah, let’s hear it back
Hazimoto, too many to name
Em, the company
Exit, what up? Mass Appeal
Annie, everybody, thank you
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