​Baby Keem & Travis Scott – durag activity Lyrics

[Verse 1: Baby Keem]
Freak bitch keep starin’ at the Draco
Typed out loud, but promise I’ma make my days long
Fuck up a bitch nigga in my bae clothes
Askin’ question, all my friends are fake hoes
Double up, no triple six, you’re typin’ less
Used to do it nine to five, no double shift
If he don’t share the ho, he’s not my friend
He playin’ greedy with the bitch, come get your mans

[Chorus: Baby Keem]
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity
Big stench, yes, yes, you big stench
You big stench, yes, yes, you big stench
You big stench in my life, you big stench
You big stench in my life, you big stench

[Verse 2: Baby Keem]
Huh, I’m big rich
Go run that comma, tell your mama, ho-ho
You know I’m crazy like my mama, ho-ho
You know I get it from my mama, ho-ho
Don’t talk to your mama crazy, ho-ho, have a baby, ho
Give me top and braid my hair, not while I’m prayin’
Don’t be eyeballin’ your sister, ho-ho, smokin’ mystical
Two hoes gettin’ physical, huh, more like scissorin’
Kiss a bitch, no Listerine, clitoris flickerin’
Pussy taste like tangerine
You went back to your ex on me (Huh), just to flex on me
But that shit don’t mean anything, quit textin’ me
You got an innocent face, I stroke it
You got good taste, when we met, I left you frozen
I know you wanna be a rich nigga focus
You love me because I get the check and throw it

[Chorus: Baby Keem & Travis Scott]
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity
Big stench, yes, yes, you big stench
You big stench, yes, yes, you big stench (Yeah)
You big stench in my life, you big stench
You big stench in my life, you big stench (Ooh)

[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
The energy is triple six and mine is blessed (Ooh)
Thank God I put them crosses on before we met, yeah (Ooh)
No time we takin’ off today, my type of stress (Stress, ooh)
I send them boys by surprise, they gon’ collect it (Ooh, yeah)
Ain’t seen your ass in ’bout two weeks, but how you doin’? (Ooh)
But this Bugatti cost me three, I ten-to-two it (Ooh, yeah)
Ooh, Jacques, you a asshole, yeah (Oh)
If it’s beef, it’s pedigree, my dawgs gon’ chew it (Yeah, chew)
Takin’ blues right after blues is how she blew it (Yeah, ah)
Ate the whole bag ‘fore it got to me, she runnin’ through it (Yeah)
Keep talkin’ wreck when we do crashes, have insurances
Talkin’ money when I’m on the Peloton for the endurance
I like IQ, and she cute, so she special (Yeah, yeah)
And I like the way she bounce it, instrumental (Instru—)
I can’t fall in love, it’s fuckin’ up my mental (Fuckin’ up my mental)
I can’t fuck with bitch niggas on the menstrual (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Too good, 2AM, need the fade (Yeah, yeah)
I like you at 4AM when it ain’t safe (It ain’t safe)
And she with it, with the blicky when it’s late (Late)
She roll me one, I dick her down, she tie my braids up (Yeah)
She go out, I go in, it’s okay (Ooh, alright)
She keep powder on her nose, it’s not no makeup (It’s lit)
Bandana silky, on the braces inside her later
She need a light, she need a taste-taste-ta-ta-taste

[Chorus: Baby Keem]
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity
Big stench, yes, yes, you big stench
You big stench, yes, yes, you big stench
You big stench in my life, you big stench
You big stench in my life, you big stench

Tombstone Da Deadman – War For The Minds Lyrics

[Sample 1]
Frankly, you’re really vicious little animals
People don’t need a reason to kill each other
You think I’m a monster?
You feel bad now?
Wait till you’re thigh-deep in more corpses

[Verse 1]
They say that I’m the bad guy always bashing what the masses love
The truth is that they blind and they can’t see I done had enough
Maybe I should leave before this anger has me smashing stuff
But before I go it’s time to settle things and pack it up
Has it ever crossed your mind why atheists were hard to find
But now you hear them all the time and they’re feeling no need to hide
It’s cause some of us have decided that humans are divided
By too many concepts that the charlatans will use to lie with
Politics and patriotism mixed with religion
Combustible mixture when added together blows quicker
We have witnessed the results of dogmatic divine edicts
We were forced to sit in silence you serve it and we eat it
And while we were complacent your shit have become invasive
Like attacking reproductive rights and your hatred of gays and
Like the bully in the schoolyard
He only goes as far as we let him
Until we get pissed and we deck him

[Sample 2]
Detective Rustin Cohle:
“What do you think the average IQ of this group is, huh?
Just observation and deduction
I see a propensity for obesity. Poverty
A yen for fairy tales
Folks puttin’ what few bucks they do have
Into a little wicker basket being passed around
I think it’s safe to say nobody here’s gonna be splitting the atom, Marty.”

Detective Martin Hart:
“You see that? Your f**king attitude.”

[Verse 2]
Your racism looks really stupid from orbit
And in fact we’re at the point as a species we can’t afford it
You arguing about which hominid is the most prominent
Is one of the most ridiculous things that I have a problem with
You seem kind of confused but don’t worry I’m here to help you out
It turns out we all kind of suck now shut your f**king mouth
A bunch of chimps that got a chip on their shoulder just need to grow up
Or I doubt we get a millennium older
What will rise up from the smolder to replace us placeholders
Hopefully will be much smarter than us, maybe the roaches
Get this straight the color of the your face is no reason to hate
Your xenophobic tendencies typically overstate
All our meaningless differences
Now picture this: if we all self identified as human
What would the demagogues do then?
Who even really knows
They’d probably find some other reason to keep us bleeding
That’s just the way that shit goes

[Sample 3]
Detective Martin Hart:
I mean, can you imagine
If people didn’t believe
What things they’d get up to?
It’d be a f**king freak show of murder and debauchery and you know it
Detective Rustin Cohle:
If the only thing keeping a person decent is the expectation of divine reward
Then brother that person is a piece of shit
And I’d like to get as many of them out in the open, as possible

Big Money – Brain Dead Lyrics

I was extraordinarily brain dead

My dreams came true that afternoon
When she called me up and said
Okay pick me up at six o’clock
Be late and you’ll be dead
She really wanted to see me
Was it real or make believe
I thought, I need a drink or two before I leave
(Don’t drink and date)
A few hours later at a restaurant
She was nice and I was a jerk
I drank a lot I was a nervous wreck
Then I threw up in her dessert
She gave me a quite intensive look
Kind of Hannibal Lecter style
She said hey Mr Loser get out of my life or die

Brain dead – guess that I was momentarily brain dead
Dumb beyond the ordinary
Empty headed like a mummy with the IQ of a zombie
I was brain dead – I was extraordinarily brain dead

Now could it get much worse than that
Yes it could and I’ll tell you why
When she called me a dork I just took a fork
And stabbed her in the eye
So here I am on death row with a lot of scary guys
Saying you can forget about sleeping alone tonight

Brain dead – guess that I was momentarily brain dead
Dumb beyond the ordinary
Empty headed like a mummy with the IQ of a zombie
I was brain dead – I was extraordinarily brain dead

I wish I’d wake up to find that it was a dream
A bad dream saved by the bell a voice saying hi it’s me

Brain dead – guess that I was momentarily brain dead
Dumb beyond the ordinary
Empty headed like a mummy with the IQ of a zombie
I was brain dead – guess that I was momentarily brain dead
Dumb beyond the ordinary
Empty headed like a mummy with the IQ of a zombie
I was brain dead – I was extraordinarily brain dead

Russ – The Flute Song Lyrics

[Intro]
Legend
[?]
I believe (yeah)

[Chorus]
I do whatever I want, whenever I want
I love it
People keep talking, I just keep on winning
I’m just like “Fuck it”
They talkin’ reckless, I don’t believe ’em, I think they bluffin’
Just because they want the clout, I’m just so poppin’
I be like “Fuck it”

[Verse 1]
Everybody tryna get a rise out of me (yeah)
Ex girls tryna get a “Hi” to me (yeah)
I don’t talk back ‘less you’re worthy (no)
Hangin’ plaques up like jerseys (sauce)
25 racks for lies on me
My family relies on me
[Tree fell?] at my home, no uh
Walkin’ ’round in slippers and a robe [?]
And important of course, the industry is full of some hoes
They’ll let like anything go
People are shady as fuck
I keep to myself, but I feel the energy though
None of these people are my friends though
I don’t put anything past them
I don’t see none of y’all next to me though
I think they’re mad that I passed them

[Chorus]
I do whatever I want, whenever I want
I love it (woo, woo)
People keep talking, I just keep on winning
I’m just like “Fuck it”
They talkin’ reckless, I don’t believe ’em, I think they bluffin’ (they just be talkin’)
Just because they want the clout, I’m just so poppin’
I be like “Fuck it” (yeah, yeah)
I do whatever I want, whenever I want
I love it (woo, woo)
People keep talking, I just keep on winning
I’m just like “Fuck it”
They talkin’ reckless, I don’t believe ’em, I think they bluffin’ (they just be talkin’)
Just because they want the clout, I’m just so poppin’
I be like “Fuck it” (yeah)

[Verse 2]
I been goin’ hard like my [?] on that A shit
Posers gonna hate but I signed up for greatness
That comes with the territory, ain’t no way around it, I know with that
I been way up in the hills reflectin’, I cannot go back
Beverly hills, skyline view
I move smart, got a high IQ
Right next to me you will find my crew
All of them fight, bitch, I fight too
Highlight moves every time I play
I get what I want every time I break
I be doin’ good but they don’t wanna talk about it
If you really got a grip with my life I say–

[Chorus]
I do whatever I want, whenever I want
I love it (woo, woo)
People keep talking, I just keep on winning
I’m just like “Fuck it”
They talkin’ reckless, I don’t believe ’em, I think they bluffin’ (they just be talkin’)
Just because they want the clout, I’m just so poppin’
I be like “Fuck it” (yeah, yeah)
I do whatever I want, whenever I want
I love it (woo, woo)
People keep talking, I just keep on winning
I’m just like “Fuck it”
They talkin’ reckless, I don’t believe ’em, I think they bluffin’ (they just be talkin’)
Just because they want the clout, I’m just so poppin’
I be like “Fuck it” (yeah)

DJ Khaled – Bitches & Bottles (Let’s Get It Started) (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: Future]
Ear Drummers!
Turn up!
Ya not in
I said “Turn up!!”
Woo!
Bitches and bottles
You know what is it
Ay, (DJ Khaled!)

[Hook – Future]

Let’s get it started, let’s go dumb and retarded
Let’s get high as we wanna, let’s go and burn up a forest
Girl there’s other precautions, get the car it’s inside it
Let’s put some ice on your watch and designer on your body
Let’s order bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let’s order bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let’s get it started

[Verse 1 – T.I]

I’m turned up till my knob broke say turn down I say nah ho
My neck like Balboa, my watch official, it’s uncalled for
In the same regions on all floors, I got six sluts on all fo’
They french kiss and say bonjour I got my own shine but I want yours
I’m stupid rich, got stupid bitches, you stupid thick, in Louboutin’
Don’t like me, fuck you again, wanna fight me well come do it then
Right hand to God on everything I see the hearts of men and they bear lame
I won’t entertain no punk shit, they talk shit and I run it
Boy you tryin’ to get what I been here, headed down with like ten here
I’m to answer this unreal let’s say one album and like ten mill
Plus my swag is stupid low IQ gone, heard nigga bailin’ all try to gone
But when you ballin’ like I do, you know something nigga, they don’t like you

[Hook – Future]

Let’s get it started, let’s go dumb and retarded
Let’s get high as we wanna, let’s go and burn up a forest
Girl there’s other precautions, get the car it’s inside it
Let’s put some ice on your watch and designer on your body
Let’s order bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let’s order bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let’s get it started

[Verse 2 – Lil Wayne]

It’s Tunechi you bitch you, I like sticky weed and sticky pussy
Sittin’ on like a hundred mil, I treat that shit like whoopie cushion
Ballin’ on them fuck niggas, they on the bench I bench press em’
They hating, from the sidelines, they pissed off piss test em’
Man I’m on that lean, liquor for the bitches
Who fuckin’ wit me? all I hear is crickets
I got stank up in my swisher, my bitch pussy smell like roses
She on that Molly, I’m on that Mary, I’m on that Mary like Joseph
Man I’m married to this shit, you can call it Shit Carter
Dick stay up like it got insomnia
All them niggas hatin’ fuck ya in ya pussy
The best things in life are free, free my nigga Boosie, gone

[Hook – Future]

Let’s get it started, let’s go dumb and retarded
Let’s get high as we wanna, let’s go and burn up a forest
Girl there’s other precautions, get the car it’s inside it
Let’s put some ice on your watch and designer on your body
Let’s order bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let’s order bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, bitches and bottles
Bitches and bottles, let’s get it started

[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
Ok, now lil’ nigga
My clique realer
Thick as fuck. I’m a big tipper
In the club ’bout 20 bottles
I make a movie like Ben Stiller
Chase money, don’t chase hoes
That peach Ciroc, I’m on straight liquor
Neck froze like cold winter
Stand by me in need a chinchilla
Presidential got plenty rocks
Roc boy like I know Jigga
Riding off in that new shit
I told the dealer you can keep the ceiling
Plenty bitches wanna get the business
I told them it’s my dick decision
Goons with me, need supervision
Murk ya dog if it’s slight tension
I hit once and my mind gone
Tipper’s short but my dreads long
See a star come make a wish
Come take a flick with ya camera phone
I’m in the club and I’m turnt to the max
Better be pretty, I’m turning ’em back
Clique full of riders you know where they at
R.I.P. Chris, I’ma end it with that

[Hook]

[Bridge: Future]
Ay, Let’s order bitches and bottles (Dj Khaled)
Let’s order bitches and bottles
They’re out of era, our models
They’re out of era, our models (let’s go)

[Hook]

[Outro: Dj Khaled]
I make hits, I find hits
And I put hits out

Adam Lambert – Think lyrics

Think, think
Think about what you tryna do to me, yeah
Think
That your mind gon’ let yourself be free

Let’s go back to school, back
Let’s go way on back when I didn’t even know ya
Couldn’t be too much more than 10
I ain’t no psychiatrist, no doctor with degree
It don’t take too much IQ to see what you do to me, yeah

Think, think
Think about what you tryna do to me, yeah
Think, think
That your mind gon’ let yourself be free
Oh freedom, freedom, freedom
Oh freedom
Now freedom, freedom, freedom
Oh freedom

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There ain’t nothing you could ask, I could answer you but I won’t
I was gonna change but not if you keep doing things I don’t
Hey, think about what you tryna do to me
Baby, think, that your mind gon’ let yourself be free
You can walk around every day playing games and taking score
Tryna make other people lose their minds, well I’ll be careful, don’t lose yours, yeah

Think, think
Think about what you tryna do to me, yeah
Oh yeah, think
That your mind gon’ let yourself be free
You need me and I need you
Without each other, there ain’t nothing people can’t do
Oh yeah
Think about it, baby, what you tryna do to me?
To the bone now, think about it right now, yeah
Oh freedom, freedom, freedom
Oh freedom
Now freedom, freedom, freedom
Oh freedom

Yeah, think about it
You think about it
There ain’t nothing you could ask, I could answer you but I won’t
I was gonna change but not if you keep doing things I don’t
Hey, think about what you tryna do to me
Baby, think, let your mind gon’ let yourself be free

You need me and I need you
Without each other, there ain’t nothing people can’t do
Oh freedom, freedom, freedom
Oh freedom
Now freedom, freedom, freedom
Oh freedom
Oh freedom, freedom, freedom
Freedom
Freedom, freedom, freedom
Freedom

4Him – Measure Of A Man lyrics

This world can analyze and size you up
And throw you on the scales
They can IQ you and run you through
Their rigorous details

They can do their best to rate
And they’ll place you on their charts
And then back it up with scientific smarts

But there’s more to what you’re worth
Than what their human eyes can see

Oh, I say the measure of a man
Is not how tall you stand
How wealthy or intelligent you are
‘Coz I found out the measure of a man

God knows and understand
For He looks inside to the bottom of your heart
And what’s in the heart defines
The measure of a man

Well, you can doubt your worth
And search for who you are and where you stand
But God made you in His image
When He formed you in His hands

And He looks at you with mercy
And He sees you through His love
You’re His child and that will always be enough

For there’s more to what your worth
Than you could ever comprehend

Oh, I say the measure of a man
Is not how tall you stand
How wealthy or intelligent you are
‘Coz I found out the measure of a man

You can spend your life pursuing physical perfection
But there’s so much more than ever meets the eye
For God looks through the surface
And he defines your worth by what is on the inside

Oh, I say the measure of a man
Is not how tall you stand
How wealthy or intelligent you are
‘Coz I found out the measure of a man

Deniro Farrar – Duality letras

[Intro]
Welcome to the mind of a Gemini
Where the duality is real
From moment to moment I can change how I feel
Come into my mind, come into my universe
Come into my soul

[Hook]
They say money change niggas, I don’t know if that’s true
I ain’t got much but they think I do
Yeen my tribe I don’t know about you
Mind of a Gemini no low IQ
They say money change niggas, I don’t know if that’s true
I ain’t got much but they think I do
Yeen my tribe I don’t know about you
Mind of a Gemini no low IQ
They say money change niggas, I don’t know if that’s true
I ain’t got much but they thing I do
Yeen my tribe I don’t know about you
Mind of a Gemini no low IQ
They say money change niggas, I don’t know if that’s true
I ain’t got much but they thing I do
Yeen my tribe I don’t know about you
Mind of a Gemini no low IQ

[Verse]
If a nigga owe me better pay up
Smooth operator with the lay up
Girl I ain’t got time to lay up
T-shirt stained from the make-up
Liberate your mind if you really wanna wake up
5 times a day say a prayer
Nigga meditating like I’m in the Himalayas
Yeen got a plan then you planning to fail
Sending love to my brother doing time in the jail
Hard being black, white man give us hell
Hard getting rich when the hood still poor
Love turn into envy, friends turn into foes
Don’t ask me why that’s just how it go
Mind your business, keep your mouth closed
Been had keys unlock them doors
Game so cold talk a bitch up out her clothes
And my mind so high that it can’t come down
If they didn’t know then, well I bet they know now
Pull up a chair, everybody gather round
Mind of a Gemini set the world on fire
Hard being two people at the same damn time
Cracked that code and unlocked my mind
Gotta get on my grind, baby it’s my time
Money can buy a lot of things but it can’t buy time
I ain’t feeling your vibe, yeen my tribe
I don’t like rappers I done already tried
I ain’t here to make friends, something I don’t really hide
Reparations overdue, now I want my pie
Mind of a Gemini
I ain’t feeling your vibe, yeen my tribe
I don’t like rappers I done already tried