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Ayy
Thinkin' as I count these fuckin' days (These fuckin' days), ayy
Tell me if I'm lookin' better (If I'm lookin' better)
Just the other night I was playin' with this Beretta (This Beretta)
I've just been so fed up (So fed up)
Ayy, ayy
My momma said I'm actin' kinda different (Kinda different)
It's probably all the shit that I've been missin' (That I've been missin')
I don't tell nobody 'cause I don't do any bitchin' (Ayy)
'Cause that's when all these niggas catch you slippin', ayy
Hope I find the truth while I'm alive (While I'm alive)
Before I fuckin' die (Before I fuckin' die), before I say goodbye (Say goodbye)
Before they tell me all the shit I did was just a lie (Just a lie)
This really ain't my motherfuckin' life, ayy, ayy
Takin' out this Notebook every day (Day)
Writin' down my feelings 'cause it makes me feel okay (Okay)
Promise you I'd take you from that life you're livin' now (Ayy)
But then we hit the ground, the ground

Ayy
They say that they're killers (Killers)
They just pussy niggas
We runnin' down your villas
Know they probably lookin'
'Cause they know that I'm cookin' (Cookin')
That's probably what they took in (Took in)
Ayy, ayy (Ayy)
I wish I told you all that's in my head (Uh-uh)
Instead (Uh-uh), I lay you on this motherfuckin' bed (Yeah)
Correct (Sheesh)
I don't give a fuck what you expect (Expect)
So put your fuckin' pride (Ayy) to rest, ayy
I saw you popped that now you movin' so slow
Pull up on me, tell me bitch where you wanna go?
It's 3AM and you ridin' me on the mofuckin' floor (The floor)
6AM, and you tellin' me that you wanted some more, okay
I'm gettin' older and I'm losin' some friends (Ayy)
Thought they was my niggas but they don't make no sense
When you find out what you fucked up, don't be textin' my phone, ayy
I like it better when you leave me alone, bitch
 
Smash Ya Pasty

Wew here, this is for alll the lasses
All the gangsta girls
Al the lasses in the world
I think that you are cush
Even if you're rough as fuck
I still think you are lush
Walsend, Byker, Whitley Bay
All the fanny is pure classy
I'll take you back to my house
And fuckin' smash ya pasty

I met this lass from Whitley Bay
I took her to me house 'cause she wanted to play
She was like "Wew, your pure radge"
I was like "Here, let is see ya fadge"
Cookson telt is you always buck back
But he said you didn't like it
When he made ya neck his wack
Gangsta, gansta, I'm a pure lover
I wouldn't fuck ya roond
'cause I think I know ya mother
She used to be a dinner lady at the high school
I think I might've poked her
So that's canny cool
She said "wew, that's pure cush,
You can come back to mine
'Cause ya proper lush"
Well I didn't stop bucking 'till the break of dawn
And a taped the fuckin lot on me mobile phone
She was like "Wew, divint show ya marra's"
I was like "'course a won't man, ha, ha!"

Al the lasses in the world
I think that you are cush
Even if you're rough as fuck
I still think you are lush
Walsend, Byker, Whitley Bay
All the fanny is pure classy
I'll take you back to my house
And fuckin' smash ya pasty

I met this lass from Walkergate
She had a top notch fanny
There was no debate
She had nee front teeth
But she was belta
A took her for a date
At me local bus shelter
She left her slurps on me spectra gold
After a few seconds her legs started to unfold
She ripped off her knickers like Hulk Hogan
I was like "wew, you're pure smokin'"
I'd never met a lass like her before
Who loved gettin' rucked on a bus stop floor
She said "I'm not the first and I won't be the last"
So a thought "wew, fuck it, I'm gonna have a blast"
I'm half-way through
When she starts gannin' crackers
Shoutin' out stuff like
"I'm gonna eat ya knackers"
She wanted me bairns
But I though "fuck that"
She a pulled out me knob
And blarted on her back


Al the lasses in the world
I think that you are cush
Even if you're rough as fuck
I still think you are lush
Walsend, Byker, Whitley Bay
All the fanny is pure classy
I'll take you back to my house
And fuckin' smash ya pasty

Howay, then, lasses
Lets see yas all up on the dance floor
All the gansta girls
Flash ya gear for the lads
Aye, am talkin' to yee over there in the corner
And yee in al
You're good lookin'
You're good lookin'
You're good lookin'
But yee over there, you're ugly as fuck
But I'd still ride ya, haha!

Al the lasses in the world
I think that you are cush
Even if you're rough as fuck
I still think you are lush
Walsend, Byker, Whitley Bay
All the fanny is pure classy
I'll take you back to my house
And fuckin' smash ya pasty

Al the lasses in the world
I think that you are cush
Even if you're rough as fuck
I still think you are lush
Walsend, Byker, Whitley Bay
All the fanny is pure classy
I'll take you back to my house
And fuckin' smash ya pasty
 
I Wanna Have Your Babies

Dedicated to @mal3volent

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas
But what if don't?
What happens in my head stays in my head
But sometimes it wont
What if you knew what I was thinking?
Would it make you like "WHOAH!"
I don't wanna risk
Putting my foot in this
So I keep my mouth closed
All you hear is "mm mm mm mm mm mm"
Gotta button my lip
So the truth don't slip
Mm mm mm mm mm mm
Gotta bleep out
What I really wanna shout
Whoops! Did I say it out loud?
Did you find out?

I wanna have you babies!
Get serious like crazy
I wanna have your babies!
I see them springing up like daisies

Some of my feelings keep escaping
So I make it a joke
Nonchalant I keep on faking
So my heart don't get broke
I'm in the big big big big ocean
With a tiny little boat
I'll only put the idea out there
If I know it's gonna float

All you hear is mm mm mm mm mm mm
Gonna button my lip
So the truth don't slip
Mm mm mm mm mm mm
Gotta beep out
What I really wanna shout
Whoops! Did I say it out loud?
Did you find out?

I wanna have your babies
Get serious like crazy
I wanna have your babies
I see 'em springing up like daisies
'Cause in my head
There's a slot machine
And I'm betting you're the one
In my hopes and dreams
(La la la la la)
(La la la la la la la)
(La la la la la)
(La la)
(La la)

Trust me it would scare you
If you knew what was going on in my brain
Trust me it would scare you
That I picked out the church all the schools all the names
If you knew it was all about you
Every wish, every candle, every coin in the fountain
Trust me it'd scare you
That's why I go

Mm mm mm mm mm mm
Mm mm mm mm mm mm
Mm yeah
Mm mm mm mm mm mm
Gonna button my lip
So the truth don't slip
Mm mm mm mm mm mm
Gotta beep out
What I really wanna shout
Whoops! Did I say it out loud?
Did you find out?

I wanna have your babies
Get serious like crazy
I wanna have your babies
I see 'em springing up like daisies
Gonna button my lip
So the truth don't slip
Mm mm mm mm mm mm
Gotta beep out
What I really wanna shout
Whoops! Did I say it out loud?
Did you find out?

I wanna have your babies
Get serious like crazy
I wanna have your babies
I see 'em springing up like daisies
Here's one, there's another
Oh! Oh, there's one
There's a baby, there's one
Babies, babies, babies, babies, babies, babies
I wanna have your babies!
 
I Wanna Have Your Babies

Dedicated to @mal3volent

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas
But what if don't?
What happens in my head stays in my head
But sometimes it wont
What if you knew what I was thinking?
Would it make you like "WHOAH!"
I don't wanna risk
Putting my foot in this
So I keep my mouth closed
All you hear is "mm mm mm mm mm mm"
Gotta button my lip
So the truth don't slip
Mm mm mm mm mm mm
Gotta bleep out
What I really wanna shout
Whoops! Did I say it out loud?
Did you find out?

I wanna have you babies!
Get serious like crazy
I wanna have your babies!
I see them springing up like daisies

Some of my feelings keep escaping
So I make it a joke
Nonchalant I keep on faking
So my heart don't get broke
I'm in the big big big big ocean
With a tiny little boat
I'll only put the idea out there
If I know it's gonna float

All you hear is mm mm mm mm mm mm
Gonna button my lip
So the truth don't slip
Mm mm mm mm mm mm
Gotta beep out
What I really wanna shout
Whoops! Did I say it out loud?
Did you find out?

I wanna have your babies
Get serious like crazy
I wanna have your babies
I see 'em springing up like daisies
'Cause in my head
There's a slot machine
And I'm betting you're the one
In my hopes and dreams
(La la la la la)
(La la la la la la la)
(La la la la la)
(La la)
(La la)

Trust me it would scare you
If you knew what was going on in my brain
Trust me it would scare you
That I picked out the church all the schools all the names
If you knew it was all about you
Every wish, every candle, every coin in the fountain
Trust me it'd scare you
That's why I go

Mm mm mm mm mm mm
Mm mm mm mm mm mm
Mm yeah
Mm mm mm mm mm mm
Gonna button my lip
So the truth don't slip
Mm mm mm mm mm mm
Gotta beep out
What I really wanna shout
Whoops! Did I say it out loud?
Did you find out?

I wanna have your babies
Get serious like crazy
I wanna have your babies
I see 'em springing up like daisies
Gonna button my lip
So the truth don't slip
Mm mm mm mm mm mm
Gotta beep out
What I really wanna shout
Whoops! Did I say it out loud?
Did you find out?

I wanna have your babies
Get serious like crazy
I wanna have your babies
I see 'em springing up like daisies
Here's one, there's another
Oh! Oh, there's one
There's a baby, there's one
Babies, babies, babies, babies, babies, babies
I wanna have your babies!

I was heartbroken when I realized you hadn't written those words yourself 😰
 
I was heartbroken when I realized you hadn't written those words yourself 😰

But it's the posting-lyrics thread lol.

I meant every word of it with all of my heart, though <3

I think I'll write a rap dedicated to you in the rap thread (if I can find it; I couldn't last time I looked, even using the search feature) ;)
 
"More bodies being buried, I'm losing my homies in a hurry
They're relocating to the cemetery
Got me worried, stressin', my vision's blurried
The question is will I live? No one in the world loves me
I'm headed for danger, don't trust strangers"
 
First We Take Manhattan - Leonard Cohen

They sentenced me to 20 years of boredom
For trying to change the system from within
I'm coming now, I'm coming to reward them
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I'm guided by a signal in the heavens (Guided, guided)
I'm guided by this birthmark on my skin (I am guided by)
I'm guided by the beauty of our weapons (Ooh, ooh)
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I'd really like to live beside you, baby
I love your body and your spirit and your clothes
But you see that line there moving through the station?
I told you, I told you, told you I was one of those

Ah, you loved me as a loser, but now you're worried that I just might win
You know the way to stop me, but you don't have the discipline
How many nights I prayed for this, to let my work begin
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I don't like your fashion business, mister
And I don't like these drugs that keep you thin
I don't like what happened to my sister
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I'd really like to live beside you, baby
I love your body and your spirit and your clothes
But you see that line there moving through the station?
I told you, I told you, told you I was one of those

And I thank you for those items that you sent me, ha ha ha ha
The monkey and the plywood violin
I practiced every night, now I'm ready
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin
I am guided

Ah, remember me, I used to live for music (Baby)
Remember me, I brought your groceries in (Ooh, baby, yeah)
Well, it's Father's Day, and everybody's wounded
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin


Destinations - Gesaffelstein

It's just a temporary slide back in the abyss
I should've seen it coming from miles away.
They've been armed in a sacred cult structure
Shielding me of my oblescent dagger

There was a purpose upon the horizon
A destination
Tangible and fragrant.

And I march to ban you
& I march to ban you
& I march to ban you
And I march with a thousand

It's not surprising I should find myself flailing
Having across a bridge of certainty
Back behind enemy lines with no work till Tuesday
I didn't even fuck with the temptation.
Got down, with little to do,
I welcomed old habits like a long lost friend
To Spite You

Ashore 'bout a week in Venice
Giving themselves up to the strengths of the menacing darkness
The shrieking howls, light or grey and feeble
The sulky trees sad, dropping their knees in defeat

The temperature falls
There's a big light switch on.
And from time to time
Pharos from the cats




Absynth With Faust - Cradle of Filth (extract)

Let us pitch to the seven-year itch
Of the ultra-decadent
To a tainted world and the painted girls
That our fantasies spent

Tripping through boudoirs laced with opiate themes
Sipping the bizarre, tasting copious dreams
A toast to those most sacrilegious of days
Where for every whim won
One soon repays

We touched the stars
That now laugh from afar
At we, the damned
 
Can't Be Mine
Bad Nerves

do you never learn,
are you listening?
you've got to act right
you've got a really damn good thing going
but do we ever stop when we're feeling it?
stop it now, stop it now
can't stop it now
cause its the mystery of something more yeah

you can't be mine
you can't be mine,
why?
you can't be mine,
no you can't be
can i be yours?
can i be yours,
why?
can i be yours?
maybe i can?

sitting on your own in your room again
and there must be some pill that i can take for this
wouldn't it be nice to get some company without the drama?
wouldn't it be nice,
wouldn't it be nice?
i've been searching for you

you can't be mine,
you can't be mine,
why?
you can't be mine,
no you can't be
can i be yours,
can i be yours,
why?
can i be yours,
maybe I can?
you can't be mine,
you can't be mine,
why?
you can't be mine,
no you can't be
how was i supposed to know?
baby you got it

but there's a place where i should leave you in my head
maybe no one can know
no I've got to be honest
but there's a place where i should leave you in my head

you can't be mine,
you can't be mine,
why?
you can't be mine,
no you can't be
can i be yours,
can i be yours,
why?
can i be yours,
maybe i can?
 
Megalomaniac / KMFDM

Die wunder dieser welt werden dir geschenkt
Glück ist nicht käuflich sehnsucht bleibt unerreicht
Preisrätsel winken nimmersatt
Kein mitleid für die mehrheit

Nihilistic mystics
Apostolic Alcoholics
Messianic Manics

In the age of super-boredom
Hype and mediocrity
Celebrate relentlessness
Menace to society

Refuse is our inspiration
Terrorism our trade
Sabotage and piracy
Chaos our mental sate

Mesmerizing festering
Intended for the faint of heart
Cultish and Anthemic
Until death us do part

Like a fiendish tropic virus
Spitting bile at all you whore
Razor-sharp tongue-in-cheek
Poking in your open sores

A wolf in sheep's clothing
The ultimate disgrace
Wrapped up as a gift of god
Exploding in your face

This is counter-culture from the underground
Eternal revolution this is our sound
KMFDM better than the best
Megalomaniacal and harder than the rest

Wenn der untergrund bebt ist die ordnung erschüttert
Der verrat an der seele macht leben ungesund
Mit unschlagbaren reimen werden wir uns vertreiben
Die zeit der langen weile bis zum grossen bums
 
Started off bubblegum, now I make their faces numb Started off looking down now I’m the one they’re looking up I chase the money, face it - these bitches really some bums Full face on, lace on fleek, my nails done to the T Copy my energy, that shit be sending me Limited edition everything, I’m living luxury First to do a lot of shit, ew they tried to comfort me Used to be broke and shit, now I’m living comfortably Tell me whatchu want lil bitch, whatchu want? I got a $100k, use to be a chopper in my trunk I might bust her head off how much engine revvin’ up We don’t take no days off, every day we run it up, bitch
 
Mama, she a whore, dad a drug addict (What?)
Mix that up, that's Thug's Passion (Smash)
You tried Percocets, you ever done acid? (What?)
Take a deep breath and we blood bath him (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Flashbacks like I'm back to twelve (Sleezy)
Mad packs, I had crack to sell (Work)
Flashbacks, I was back in Hell (No-no)
Kill myself, go back to jail (Boom boom)
No luggage, I just got a stick with me (Boom)
Why the fuck the government wanna put a chip in me? (Fuck outta here)
Really here thuggin' it, ain't no bitch in me (No, no)
Why I cheat on her and she still wanna stick with me? (Fuck outta here)
Shoot me 'til my back burns (No-no)
Stab me while my back turned (Fuck outta here)
Cook it 'til the crack burn (Work)
Maybe I'm just bad germs (Sleezy)
 
imo.. the most underrated (and best) song by Bon Jovi




Across the border they turn water into wine
Some say it's the devil's blood
They're squeezing from the vine
Some say it's a saviour
In these hard and desperate times
You see it helps me to forget
That we're just born to die
I came here like so many did
To find the better life
To find my piece of easy street
To finally be alive
And I knew nothing good comes easy
All good things take some time
I made my bed I'll lie in it
To die in it's the crime
You can't help but prosper
Where the streets are paved with gold
They say the oil wells ran deeper here
Than anybody's known
Now I packed up on my wife and kid
And left them both back at home
See there's nothing in this paydirt
The ghosts are all I know
Now the oil's gone
And the money's gone
All the jobs are gone
Still we're hangin' on down in
Dry county
They're swimming in the sand
Praying for some holy water
To wash these sins from off our hands
In dry county
The promise has run dry
Where nobody cries
And no one's getting out of here alive
(Not this time)
In the blessed name of Jesus
I heard a preacher say
That we are all God's children
And He'd be back, back someday
I hoped that he knew something as
He drank that cup of wine
I didn't have too good of a feeling
As I head out to the night
I cursed the sky to open
I begged the clouds for rain
I prayed all night for water
For this burning in my veins
It was like my soul's on fire
And I had to watch the flames
All my dreams went up in ashes
And my future blew away
Now the oil's gone
And the money's gone
All the jobs are gone
Still we're hangin' on down in
Dry county
They're swimming in the sand
Praying for some holy water
To wash these sins from off our hands
In dry county
The promise has run dry
Where nobody cries
And no one's getting out of here alive
Man spends his whole life waiting praying for some big reward
But it seems sometimes the payoff leaves you feeling like
A dirty whore
If I could choose the way I'll die make it by the gun or knife
'Cause the other way there's too much pain
Night after night after night after night
Down in dry county
They're swimming in the sand
Praying for some holy water
To wash these sins from off our hands
In dry county
The promise has run dry
Where nobody cries
And no one's getting out of here
Dry county
No one's getting out of here
Dry county
No
 
Uh, got the whole world tryna figure out Q
You can never find a nigga do what I do
TDE, I'm the nigga from the crew
Hit it one time, now she wants round two
Ghetto chick, but I love them bamboos
No lean, but I chopped and screwed
She ain't the groupie type but I had to
Champagne pop, I'm about that life
Molly gon' pop, I'm about that life
Backwood toke, I'm about that life
Living good, might not remember this night
World might end, so I'm living my life
Fuck hanging out, I ain't tryna fly kites
Tryna go to Paris? Nigga hit me on the Skype
Tryna do a show? Nigga twenty for the hype
Uh, don't touch me, bitch, I'm famous
Tryna ball, then bang your fingers...
Living large, I'm an entertainer
So cold but I come with flamers
First sex, she up in my closet
Whips drawers while I top the paws...
Girl let me see you stop and pause it
Fuck around, might pay your mortage
 
"Now I've got to judge two guns
To protect myself from men
Cause I've never done nothing wrong
And I hate the dragon's den"
 
Bad Spella (parody of Umberella)

My songs don't make much sense
But my hot-pants make amends
And I've become a star
Just by wearing a push-up bra
I could have a lot to say
But you wouldn't listen anyway
You don't care if the words are crass
As long as I shake my ass

Each word don't rhyme with "Umbrella"
I guess it's just that I'm a bad spella
I said I'd flash my rear end
I'd rather not, but I'll pretend
It's not so hard to make a million seller
A simple tune and words that rhyme with "Ella"
Novella, Prunella, Manella
Eh?
Eh?

Got to my local for a pint of Stella
While I'm reading my copy of Bella
Be careful not to fall in the cellar
And take a bit of skin off my patella
Have a dinner date with Paul Weller
And cook a recipe by Nigella
And try not to give him Salmonella
Or contract a nasty case of Rubella
For Gods sake don't let me sing acapella
I need to make a working model of a jella
I just got that million seller
I won't take any more beats from my fella
 
Sugababes

Look to my left
Look to my right
My girls are both here
So I know I'm alright
We go way back
So I thought we were tight
But I spoke too soon
'Cause then we had a fight

And now there's a new bitch to get used to
Some stroppy cow with an attitude
Don't you try and speak to me, fool
'Cause you'll never fit in with us two

Look to my left
I hate that slag
She called up my man
And begged him for a shag
He said "no", of course
But it's in this rag
So I called up the manager
It's "Later, Slag"

And now there's a new bitch in my pop band
Two new girls, and they're both so bland
The original two are on remand
And I've still got the upper hand

Couldn't keep up the nice girl act
Non-violence was in my contract
I tried to keep the band intact
But I hated those sluts
So I got sacked!

And now we're three new girls in their clothes
We don't get along, but it doesn't show
And every day our hatred grows
But you'll never know
'Cause we're stage school hoes
Stage school hoes
Stage school hoes
 
I stumble through the wreckage, rusted from the rain
There's nothing left to salvage, no one left to blame
Among the broken mirrors I don't look the same
I'm rusted from the rain, I'm rusted from the rain

Dissect me 'til my blood runs down into the drain
My bitter heart is pumping oil into my veins
I'm nothing but a tin man, don't feel any pain
I don't feel any pain, I don't feel any pain
I'm rusted from the rain

Go on, crush me like a flower
Rusted from the rain
Come on, strip me of my power
Beat me with your chains
And if I'm the King of cowards
You're the Queen of pain
I'm rusted from the rain
I'm rusted from the rain

You hung me like a picture, now I'm just a frame
I used to be a lap dog, now I'm just a stray
Shackled in a graveyard, left here to decay
Left here to decay, left here to decay
I'm rusted from the rain

Go on, crush me like a flower
Rusted from the rain
Come on, strip me of my power
Beat me with your chains
And if I'm the King of cowards
You're the Queen of pain
I'm rusted from the rain
I'm rusted from the rain
I'm rusted from the rain

Go on, crush me like a flower
Rusted from the rain
Come on, strip me of my power
Beat me with your chains
And if I'm the King of cowards
You're the Queen of pain
I'm rusted from the rain
I'm rusted from the rain

Go on, crush me like a flower
Rusted from the rain
Come on, strip me of my power
Beat me with your chains
And if I'm the King of cowards
You're the Queen of pain
I'm rusted from the rain
I'm rusted from the rain

Oh, the sun will shine again
I'm rusted from the rain
I'm rusted from the rain
Oh, the sun will shine again
I'm rusted from the rain
 
အကြီးဆုံးအင်အား

ဒီနေရာမှာ အခုချိန်ထိအသက်ရှင်နေတာ ကံကောင်းခြင်း မဟုတ်သော် ဆိုးခြင်းလား
အနာဂတ်တိုင်းက ပြောင်းပြန် ပျက်ပြို လဲကျသွားပြီ ဟိုးအမြစ်က
မငြိမ်းချမ်းဘူး ရန်ငြိုးခြင်းများ နှိပ်ကွပ်မှု ပို တိုးမြှင့်သမျှ
ဖိနှိပ်မှု က နိစ္စဓူဝ အခြေအနေတကယ် မရိုးစင်းလှ
မိုးလင်းသွားခဲ့ အဆိုးဘက် အတွေးတွေ များနေပြီလား ?
ရာစုနှစ် ၂၁ ရောက်မှ သက္ကရာဇ် နောက်ပြန်သွားနေသည့် ခဏ
ကိုယ်ပိုင်မျှော်လင့် ချက်များနဲ့ အေးချမ်းဖူးတဲ့ ဘဝတွေ ထိပါး
မွေးရာပါ လူ့အခွင့်အရေး စ ဆုံးရှုံးကတည်းက မှားနေပြီဗျ
ဓမ္မ နဲ့ အဓ္ဓမ ဟာ အစောကတည်း က မျှချေ မညီမျှ တာ
အသိပဲ မှားတဲ့ဘက်မှာ မရပ်ချင်တာနဲ့ ကြားနေမည်လား ?
တဖက်စောင်းနင်း အနိုင်ကျင့်မှုတွေ ဘယ်နတ်ဘုရားမှ တပါးတလေမသိကြား တဲ့
ကမ္ဘာမှာ အမှန်တရား အမြဲ အနိုင် ဥပဒေသ တရားဝင်မရှိထား
လူစိတ်ကင်းမဲ့စွာခြယ်လှယ် ထိန်းချုပ်ခံနေရတဲ့ အမှောင်ဆုံးကာလရှည်ထဲမှာ
နစ်နာ ဆုံးရှုံးမှု အပြင် အနာတရတွေမနည်း
တကယ်တမ်းက မင်းရော ငါရော တဦး တယောက်ချင်းဆို ပမွှားတွေပဲမို့
ငါတို့ ကျောချင်းကပ်ပြီး ရင်မဆိုင်ကြရင် ဘာကအဖြေလဲ
အမြင်အာရုံအဆန်းထွင်ချက်နဲ့ ရုပ်ရှင်မဟုတ်ခဲ့ ဆန့်ကျင်ဘက်တွေ
ပင့်သက် ရှိုက်ရှုတိုင်း အဆိပ်အတောက် ပြည့်နှက်နေဆဲ မသန့်စင်တဲ့လေ
ကောင်းမွန်တဲ့ မျိုးစေ့ ရှင်သန်ကြီးထွားဖို့အတွက် ခက်ချင်တဲ့မြေ
အသက်ရှင်လည်း အကြမ်းဖက်မှု အပြင် ရောဂါ ကပ် ရဲ့ မျက်မြင်သက်သေ

အမှောင်ခေတ်ကို မျက်စိ ရှေ့မှောက် တပ်အပ် ကိုယ်တိုင် တခါမြင်ရခဲ့ပြီးမှ
ပုခုံးကြား ခေါင်းတွေရှိတိုင်း လူလို့ ထင်တာ မကြာခင်မှားမှန်းသိ
စာနာစိတ် ဗလာအပြင်အခြားလည်းမရှိရင် နိုင်ငံ ဘာဖြစ်သွားလဲကြည့်
ငါမထင်ထားတဲ့အထိကိုပဲ နာကျင်ရခဲ့မိ
အမှောင်ခေတ်ကို မျက်စိ ရှေ့မှောက် တပ်အပ် ကိုယ်တိုင် တခါမြင်ရခဲ့ပြီးမှ
ပုခုံးကြား ခေါင်းတွေရှိတိုင်း လူလို့ ထင်တာ မကြာခင်မှားမှန်းသိ
စာနာစိတ် ဗလာအပြင်တခြားလည်းမရှိရင် နိုင်ငံ ဘာဖြစ်သွားလဲကြည့်
ငါမထင်ထားတဲ့အထိကိုပဲ နာကျင်ရခဲ့မိတယ်

အကြောင်းရှိရင် အကျိုးဆိုတဲ့အရာ ဖန်လာမှာပဲ
လူမဆန်တဲ့ရက်စက်မှုတွေကြောင့်သာ ပိုပြီးသန်မာလာခဲ့
လူထုဟာ ကိုယ်နဲ့ထိုက်တဲ့ အစိုးရတရပ် တန်ရာ ရစမြဲ ဆို
သန်းပေါင်း ၅၀ ကျော်‌ သော လူတွေအတွက် ကံဟာဘာလဲ ?
နိုင်ငံက မကျန်းမာဘူး အသက်ရှုသံ တောင် ငွေ့ငွေ့ကလေးနဲ့
နှလုံးအိမ် စည်းချက်များက ကျဲလာ တဖြည်းဖြည်း နှေးနှေးကွေးကွေး
ညည်းတွား ရှိုက်ငိုခဲ့ရတဲ့ မိခင်တွေ အသံ ဆွေးဆွေးမြေ့မြေ့အသက် သွေး ချွေး ပေးခဲ့သူ‌‌တွေ အတွက် သွေးမအေးကြေး
ဖိအားထုများစွာသုံး လူ့ဂုဏ်သိက္ခာ ထိပါးမှုတွေကြည့်
ခေါင်းမော့ပြီး အန်တုရင်း ပြိုပျက်ခဲ့တဲ့ မိသားစုတွေရှိ
အကြောက်တရားနဲ့ စိုးမိုးဖို့အတွက် သတ်ဖြတ်မှု‌ကို အားပြုနေသည့်
ဒီနေရာမှာ အခုထိအသက်ရှင်‌နေရင်း အသိ တရား တခုတလေ သိ
ရင်ဘက်ကို စိုက်ဝင်တဲ့ဆူးမို့သာ အပေါ်ယံ လိုက်ပြင်လဲမထူး
အဘက်ဘက် က နိမ့်ကျသွားတဲ့ အခြေအနေတွေအကုန်နှိုင်းယှဉ်လှည့်အခု
ဦးဆောင်မယ့် ခေါင်းဆောင်‌‌ တယောက် အတွက် လိုတာ အနောက်က လိုက်ချင်တဲ့လူ
အာဏာကို သိုက်အထင်နဲ့တူးတာကမှ သမိုင်းဝင်တဲ့အမှု
အမိန့်ပေးပြီး ပါးစပ်ပိတ်ခိုင်းရုံနဲ့တင် အားလုံး ပြီးဆုံးရစ်ပြီထင်လား?
တနေ့ထက် တနေ့ပို တိုးလာတဲ့ နာကျည်းမုန်းခြင်းသည်မြင့်မား
ရောင်နီ ထွန်းညှိ သန်းခေါင်ယံ အမှောင်တို့ ခရီးအဆုံးဖြစ်မည့် တင်္ဒဂ ရောက်ဖို့
စည်းလုံးခြင်းသည်အင်အား အကြီးဆုံးဖြစ်တည် အထင်အရှား

အမှောင်ခေတ်ကို မျက်စိ ရှေ့မှောက် တပ်အပ် ကိုယ်တိုင် တခါမြင်ရခဲ့ပြီးမှ
ပုခုံးကြား ခေါင်းတွေရှိတိုင်း လူလို့ ထင်တာ မကြာခင်မှားမှန်းသိ
စာနာစိတ် ဗလာအပြင်အခြားလည်းမရှိရင် နိုင်ငံ ဘာဖြစ်သွားလဲကြည့်
ငါမထင်ထားတဲ့အထိကိုပဲ နာကျင်ရခဲ့မိ
အမှောင်ခေတ်ကို မျက်စိ ရှေ့မှောက် တပ်အပ် ကိုယ်တိုင် တခါမြင်ရခဲ့ပြီးမှ
ပုခုံးကြား ခေါင်းတွေရှိတိုင်း လူလို့ ထင်တာ မကြာခင်မှားမှန်းသိ
စာနာစိတ် ဗလာအပြင်တခြားလည်းမရှိရင် နိုင်ငံ ဘာဖြစ်သွားလဲကြည့်
ငါမထင်ထားတဲ့အထိကိုပဲ နာကျင်ရခဲ့မိတယ်
 
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Gently spin me around
I'ma spin me around (Peggy spin me around)
I know it’s wrong
Oh, girl, now say they are
Baby, I

You better lock your door, shawty
You better lock your door, shawty (Shawty)
Ni**as gon' slide right in, no warning (No warning)
You got style, keep that shit inside him (Huh)

Doin' no favors
Got that Glock goin’ fast, goin' fast, goin' fast

One deep in the back
Black man can't depend on sympathy (Yeah)
I feel like hip hop tried to put a hit on me
Pussy ni**as put me in a box, it's belittling
Repo'd, these beats keep coming in kilos (Kilos)
Switch styles, make 'em feel like Mantio
In this game, the police use cheat codes (Ya heard me)

Huh, I feel like I just beat a case (Huh)
Whole different styles in my other hand
If you been here a while, you relate
I stay feeding my kids, I'm they government
Baby Reagan, I’m crack on the case (On the case)
Trickle down, get that shit off my chest, bang

Step off the stage, I feel so hot (Damn)

No weeks to relax
On the road I’m a redhead stranger
You know I gotta keep the smoke for the haters
You know we only— conceal
No faces, no case, no deal
Mind vacant, new champ, new heel
This flagrant, better yet so real
I love 'em

Huh, I feel like I just beat a case (Case)
Whole different styles in my other hand
If you been here a while, you relate
I stay feeding my kids, I’m they government
Baby Reagan, I'm crack on the case (On the case)
Trickle down, get that shit off my chest, bang (*Gunshot*)

Step off the stage, I feel so hot (Damn)

(Bitch ni**a, rich ni**a, trick ni**a, talk shit)
You better lock your door, shawty (Three)
He's gon' slide right in, no warning
You got style, keep that shit inside him
 
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