Lyrics

(Rihanna)
Feeling it coming in the air,
hear the screams from everywhere,
I’m addicted to thrill,
Its a dangerous love affair,
Can’t be scared when nickels down,
got a problem tell me now,
Only thing thats on my mind is who gon run this town tonight,
who gon run this town tonite,
We gon run this town!

Wassup
Wassup

(Jay-Z)
We are,
yeah I said it we are,
this is Roc Nation,
Pledge your allegiance,
get your fatigues on,
all black everything,
black cards, blacks cars,
all black everything,
and that girls a black birds riding with their dillingers,
i get more in depth,
if you boys really real enough
This is la Familia, I’ll explain later,
but for now let me get back to this paper,
[lyrics courtesy of killerhiphop.com]
I’m a couple bands down,
and im tryin get back,
I gave doug a grip and lost a flip for five stacks,
me im talking 5 comma 6 zero’s, got zero’s, (?)
back to running circles round..
now we squared up, Hold uuuup

(Rihanna - Chorus)
Life’s a game and but its not fair,
I break the rules so I don’t care,
So i keep doing my own thing,
walking tall against the rain,
victory’s within the mile,
almost there don’t give up now,
only thing thats on my mind is who’s gon run this town tonight,
heeeeey, heeeey, heeeey
who’s gon run this town tonite,

[Jay-Z]
We are,
Yeah I said it we are,
you can call me Ceasar,
in a dark ceasar,
please follow the leader,
So Eric B we are,
Microphone fiend, this the return of The God,
Peace God,
ah ah,
it aint no nobody fresher,
Im in mason, ah, martin, margella,
on the table screaming f-ck the other side they jealous,
we got a banquet full of broads,
they got a table full of fella’s,
yeaaaahh, and they aint spending no cake,
they should throw they hand in cos they aint got no spades,
yeah, my whole team got dough,
so my banquet is looking like millionaires row.
yeaaaaah.

[Chorus]

[Kanye West]
Its crazy how you can go from being Joe Blow,
to everybody on your d-ck, no homo,
i bought my whole family whips, no volvo’s
Next time I’m in Church please no photos,
police escorts, everybody passports,
this the life that everybody ask for
This the fast life we are on a crash course
what you think i rap for to push a f-cking Rav 4,
but i know that if I stay stunting,
all these girls only gon want one thing,
i can spend my whole life good will hunting,
only good gon come is its good when Im ….,
she got an ass that will swallow up a G-string,
and up top ahh, 2 bee stings,
and im beasting off the re sling,
and my n-gga just made it out the precinct,
we give a damn bout the drama that your dude bring,
im just tryin change the color of your mood ring,
[lyrics courtesy of killerhiphop.com]
Reebok baby, you need to try some new things,
have you ever had shoes without shoe strings?
whats that Ye? baby these heels,
is that a make?
whaaat,
baby these wheels,
you trippin when you aint sippin, have a refill
you feel like you running huh, now you know how we feel,

Wassup (Jay-Z)

[Rihanna]
Heeeeey, heeeey, heeeeey,
we gon run this town tonight,
Wassup (Jay-Z)
[Lyrics Courtesy of KillerHipHop.com]
[End]

SRC:  killerhiphop.com

Lately, I’ve been hard to reach
I’ve been too long on my own
Everyone has their private world
Where they can be alone
Are you calling me
Are you trying to get through
Are you reaching out for me
I’m reaching out for you

[Eminem]
I’m just so fu-kin’ depressed
I just can’t seem to get out this slump
If I could just get over this hump
But I need something to pull me out this dump
I took my bruises, took my lumps
Fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark to get psyched back up
In order for me to pick the mic back up
I don’t know how or why or when
I ended up in this position I’m in
I’m startin’ to feel distant again
So I decided just to pick this pen up
and try to make an attempt to vent
But I just can’t admit or come to grips
That I may be done with rap, I need a new outlet
And I know some shit, so hard to swallow
But I just can’t sit back and wallow in my own sorrow
But I know one fact, I’ll be one tough act to follow
One tough act to follow
I’ll be one tough act to follow
Here today, gone tomorrow
But you’d have to walk a thousand miles

[Chorus]
In my shoes, just to see, what it’s like to be me
I’ll be you, let’s trade shoes
Just to see what it’d be like to feel your pain
You feel mine, go inside each others’ minds
Just to see what we’d find, look at shit through each others eyes
But don’t let them say you ain’t beautiful
They can all get fucked, just stay true to you
But don’t let them say you ain’t beautiful
They can all get fu-ked, just stay true to you

I think I’m startin’ to lose my sense of humor
Everything’s so tense and gloom
I almost feel like I got to check the temperature of the room
Just as soon as I walk in, it’s like all eyes on me
So I try to avoid any eye contact
‘Cause if I do that, then it opens the door for conversation, like I want that
I’m not looking for extra attention
[courtesy of Killerhiphop.com]
I want to be just like you
Blend in with the rest of the room
Maybe just point me to the closest restroom
I don’t need no fuckin’ man servant, tryin’ a follow me around and wipe my ass
And laugh at every single joke I crack and half of them ain’t even funny like
“Ahh, Marshall you’re so funny, man, you should be a comedian, god damn”
Unfortunately I am, I just hide behind the tears of a clown
So why don’t you all sit down, listen to the tale I’m about to tell
Hell, we ain’t gotta trade our shoes, and you ain’t gotta walk no thousand miles

[Chorus]

Nobody asked for life to deal us what these bullsh-t hands were dealt
We gotta take these cards ourselves, and flip them, don’t expect no help
Now I could of either, just sat on my ass and pissed and moaned
Or take this situation in which I’m placed, and get up and get my own
I was never the type of kid to wait by the door and pack his bags
Or sat on the porch and hoped and pray for a dad to show up who never did
I just wanted to fit in, in every single place, every school I went
I dreamed of being that cool kid, even if it meant actin’ stupid
[Lyrics courtesy of Killerhiphop.com]
And Aunt Edna was told me, keep makin’ that face, it’ll get stuck like that
Meanwhile, I’m just standin’ there holdin’ my tongue tryin’ a talk like “thissss”
‘Til I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole at 8 years old
I learned my lesson then, ’cause I wasn’t tryin’ to impress my friends no more
But I already told you my whole life story, not just based on my description
‘Cause where you see it, from where you’re sittin’, it’s probably 110 percent different
I guess we would have to walk a mile in each others shoes at least
What size you wear, I wear 10s, let’s see if you could fit your feet

[Chorus]

Lately I’ve been hard to reach
I’ve been too long on my own
Everyone has their private world
Where they can be alone
Are you calling me
Are you trying to get through
Are you reaching out for me
I’m reaching out for you

[Eminem Talking]
Yeah, to my babies, stay strong, Dad will be home soon
And to the rest of the world, God gave you them shoes
To fit you, so put them on and wear ‘em
Be yourself, man, be proud of who you are
Even if it sounds corny
Don’t ever let anyone tell you, you ain’t beautiful

[Intro]
Til the casket drops
Third times a charm right?
hahaha
Come on!

[Clipse]
I’m kinda like a big deal
It’s unbelievable u see my warning gives u big chills
The flow runnin on Big’s heels
My life after death, BIG ain’t get to see how this feels
Third time’s a charm baby
After two classics another stripe up on my arm baby
It’s a blessin’ to blow a hundred thou in a recession
With no second guessin,
Ha ha we’re ballin, drop tops we’re floorin
Champagne we’re pourin
Re-up is the gang and I’m all in!
To the powder and the flame I have fallin
Get Money blow money is my callin
Yea! Watch a n—a burn through it
Life’s a maze, you twist and you turn through it
The driest of droughts, maneuvered and I earned through it

[Chorus]

I’m set straight like a perm do it, Push!
They whisperin about us
I know you haters doubt us
How you count our money we ain’t even finish countin
Pardon me I must say, I’m kinda like a big deal…

[Kanye West]
Ay yo I’m sittin on top of the-
It’s more than a feeling ain’t it?
I be killin dame it, I’m illin and I’m illin’ -
Eh eh eh meet Mr. Popular
Go get your binoculars
And see Penthouse 3 where a n—-a be
Spittin fire on the PJ in my PJ’s
Fire Marshall said I took it to the Max like TJ
Yea people I said Marshalls we play
I guess I’m like the Black Marshall meets Jay
Meet Ye’ alligator souffle, got it made
Special Ed got head from a girl in special ed
Ya know the pretty ones in that dumb classssss
But she got that dumb ass
Hit high school and got pregnant dumb fast
What happen Tisha, your boyfriend cum fast?
Turn around gimme pound like we folks
Hell no I went Raw dog three strokes

[Chorus]

Lights, cameras, action!
The chain itself’s a damn distraction
You claiming the belt, the glory I bask in
I be hoppin the ring, n—-s ya cash in
It’s like stoppin a train,
N—a think he’s stoppin my reign
Talk slick while droppin my name?
I’m puttin yall to shame, diamonds in the little hand
50 percent splits I x out the middle man
A far cry from a stash in the rental van
I’m the reason the hood need a dental plan
Ladies and gentle-man, introducin’
The C4S with the rims protrudin’
The roof vamoose, like a magic show
Got me lookin’ to the heavens like a javelin throw
Y’all twiddle your thumbs like the average joe
But just as you reap, so shall u sow.

[Chorus]

[Yawn]

 Listen Good
I don't have nobody
But what I might feel all the sounds of sanity
Hoping what I hear, loops itself continuasly
Then I wont be afraid
No No

(Chorus)
Oh woah woah woah
Why must it feel so wrong when I try and do right, do right
Oh woah woah woah
Soaring through paridise when I'm closing my eyes
Im, Mr. Solo Dolo
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh

Look at me
You tell me
Just what you see
Am I, someone whom, you may love, or enemy
Am I speaken for, you and yours, or someone else
I need some answers
Yeah Yeah

(Chorus)
Oh woah woah woah
Why must it feel so wrong when I try and do right, do right
Oh woah woah woah
Soaring through paradise when I'm closing my eyes
Im, Mr. Solo Dolo
Oh Oh Oh
Oh Oh

My world turns
Flippin the bird
To the ones who figure, me
Outkast no not the dou
Back at sicka hights
When they knew
Though little brother was a strange one
Boo hoo
Cry me a river
Hey the look who
Try without an igloo
Cold cold world wasnt fit for me at, oh
look at where I stand at
Tall, Cutcha my kid cudi bisohs
Mute mutha fucka back home
Quick pause
Groggle on my mayo
Look at me I bet im the one you think the feo
Floatin in my mind
No Sayo
Ahoy
Ahoy

Listen Good
I don't need nobody
This is what you feel all the sounds of insanity
Hopin what I hear loops itself to finish me
No I wont be afraid
Hey Hey

(Chorus)
Oh woh woah woah
Why must it feel so wrong when I try and do right, do right
Oh woah woah woah
Soaring through paridise when im closing my eyes
Im, Mr. Solo Dolo

Why must it feel so right when i know that its wrong, its wrong
When will I ever learn from the words from my songs
Im, Mr. Solo Dolo.

Michael Phelps this for you baby

I’m goin for the gold, my heart is in control, my mind is on succeed and I am in the lead
don’t buy into the schemes, the science or stratege, just giant N U T’s brings triumph and belief, I’m relyin on redeem, inspired by the green, never tiring of fatigue, never defiant to my team, never lying on the thing until I’m lying on the thing hooked to wires and things I’m a die as a king, if I don’t do it now I’m a try it again and when I do accomplish it I’m a try it again, I’m a riot insane, I’m a lion my mane hangs down to my strings and they’re tied to the game, I stay dry when it rain I’m tried of the fame, got everything to gain and I’m proud of the pain, the pride and the plain, the wise and the strange, the not by the sane besides we’re the same, whose guiding the train, whose flyin the plane, whose drivin the lane, who dies when it bang, who fires when it bang, who lies in the aim, two lives in the drain, who cries when they sang, you hide but you can’t, you hide but you ain’t, I advise you to thank(think) you’ll find what you can’t, revive what you taint, survive what you paint, super-size what you shrank, the fries and the drank, admired as a saint, defined by my rank, combined with my strength my time and my length, I’m a iron out the kinks, yes I’m on the brink and in the eye of my wink I’m a retire in the bank, yeah

[Chrous]
And I’m no quitter, cause I’m a go I’m a go I’m a go getta and I’m no quitter, cause I’m a go I’m a go I’m a go getta
Yeah I I’m gon get it, I I’m gon get it, yeah I’m gon get it yeah,
Cause I’m a go I’m a go I’m a go getter.

Victory consistently train all year to be the enemy’s misery, no stress visibly, neither does it enter me, I think positively, you can’t harm me mentally not physically not spiritually, you’ll never get rid of me, I am the epitome of this is what you did to me, nothin’s what you did for me, nothin’s what you give to me, I take whatever I’m visualing, now break all of the limiting, now shake all of the gimicking, the fakery, the trickery, nurse how sick is he, worse I’m sickening, I’ll be at the finish line first how quick is he, I’m a make sure they mention me for the next century, I ain’t with the bickering, I’m full of dignity, I’m full of energy, pull out the inner me or bull after dinner meat I stood in the winter heat it could be the end of me but good be defending me, yeeeaaahhh

[chorus]

Yeaaaah, I’m allergic to cheatin, and I hate failure and I’m in love with achievement, above and beneath it, I hug when I greet it, my eyes on the prize and I love when I seek it, done with the speakin, begun with the preachin, now pray until I am one with the deacon, now play until I have won whatever we win, I play until I have won and then I re-win,
Yeeeaaahhhh!

And I’m no quitter,
I’m a go I’m a go I’m a go getta,
Yeeeaaaahhh,
And I’m no quitter,
I’m a go I’m a go I’m a go getta,
I’m gon get it yeah I’m gon get it yeah I’m gon get it yeah,
And I’m no quitter,
I’m a go I’m a go I’m a go getta,
Yeeaahh,
And I’m no quitter,
I’m a go I’m a go I’m a go getta,
Yeeaaahh,
And I’m no quitter,
I’m a go I’m a go I’m a go getta,
And I’m no quitter,

[end]

SRC: killahiphop.com

“Straight, no chaser.
We don’t waste our time on fakeness.
One glass one shot is all it takes us.
Better this than fade away

So, our story goes this empty city
Crowded skies are clearing but I’m lonesome.
No! Bring on the night.
There’s work a plenty.
Fluorescent lamps are passing in slow motion,

Only i will wander
Only i can leave

So we set the scene: a sea of faces.
Laser eyes are watching as we close in.
Don’t play innocent. I know your thinking.
You’re chasing conversation out of focus.”