Bobby Raps & Corbin – Welcome To The Hell Zone Lyrics

[Verse 1: Bobby Raps]
Laughing in the face of death
Higher than a space cadet
Aspire to greater steps
Kill the game, I arrive just to pay respect
All that talking you do is cheap you ain’t making sense
Breaking bread, boy you couldn’t break a thread
Making threats, boy you couldn’t make a friend
Take offense, over something someone says you said
Get slept, make your bed, no escape, save your breath
K, what’s next? These boys hardly harder
I’m like a modern Charlie Parker mixed with Ali Baba
Leave these kids more f**ked up than that Molly got’em
Like a Lil Scrappy song you don’t want no problems
Sigh idly then reply calmly
Lie to me then rely on me
The day is gone this is after-light
But I’m like an old school singer, I’m glad it’s night
Corbin asked me if I’m scared of dying
The more I think about it I’m kind of excited
Maybe that’s because my mind is sick and demented
But death ain’t shit but a new adventure
Death ain’t shit but a new adventure

[Verse 2: Corbin]
You don’t see but I’ve been holding back
Tempted to do off, end it all at that
You can help me if your aim is pure
But there’s no medicine, you know the cure
And I could be low, but I fake, it’s my fate
Ooh, and I could be a low, why wait on

UH

Nego Max – Recriando O Universo Lyrics (feat. MC Ralph)

[Intro]
Mergulhar e trazer pra fora a essência do ser

[Verso 1: Nego max]
Respiro fundo e vou
A fundo e levanto o vôo – reflexão
Flexão da mente na busca da reconexão
Intensamente, diariamente se segue o trabalho
A cada consciência cósmica é um abalo sísmico
No contra fluxo, olhar fixo daqui
Firmo os pés no chão, mão pro céu pra seguir na saga
A vaga pra quem quer ir sempre vai rer mais um lugar
Ter o hábito de se habitar
Agradeço pelo endereço
Sem adorno nem adereço
Sei que nesse piso liso é preciso ser preciso
Obediência, me emancipo quando participo
E paciência é a virtude essencial pra essência
Manter-se cônscio em meio aos choques de conceito
Realeza realiza seu sonho que te resume e consome
Some e assume seu nome
Espécie espacial
Espaço espacial
Integrar é se entregar de peito a nossa natureza
Manter a lâmpada acesa pra que possa haver clareza
E ver a beleza das cores pra achar o sentido da vida
Mas sem pincel nessa estrada
É como estar sem luz no escuro
Sem espada e sem escudo

[Verso 2: MC Ralph]
Amigo é aquele que se faz sentir, que sabe ouvir
Que sabe tá memo num tando ali
Ali Baba e os 40 ladrões
Um livro no colo e meu filho do lado
O universo recriado longe de ilusões
Abra te césamo, és amor
Físico, quântico, quanto for
Lembro de um momento bom que me marcou
Um palo santo no recinto
Enquanto canto sinto
E o Nego sabe que eu não minto
Água do filtro da cozinha
Se é de barro limpa, pé no barro finca
Cabeça na rocha trinca de Xangô é zica
Vim pra tirar essa zikzira
Quando chega energia de amizade
Te edifica e identifica
Que nós é o Rap simples como o Rap nasce
“Boom pá”, salve Chico Buarque
Que nós é o Rap simples como o Rap nasce
“Boom pá”, sentimento face a face
Max me lembra do máximo respeito
Rap clássico
No Vale o verso é ácido
Mágico intergalático
Mas pé no chão como caboclo bom
Willião, Henricão e também o pai do Netão
Tudo ai pra nós tão simples e tão bom
Tudo ai pra nós tão simples e tão bom
Nesse universo adverso vejo versos em expansão
Tão simples, tão bom

[Saída]
Espécie espacial, espaço especial

Swae Lee – Guatemala (feat. Slim Jxmmi) lyrics

[Intro: Swae Lee]
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Seen the way you talkin’ up my phone last night, on God
Mally Mall

[Pre-Chorus: Swae Lee]
It was way more than a two dollar holla
Stole your heart like Ali Baba (oh, your heart)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Seen the way you talkin’ up my phone last night, on God (on my phone last night)
Do it on my jet, let’s keep this private
She wants me too, she ain’t even in denial (denial)
Wanna make love, she ain’t even in denial (in denial)
We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala (‘temala)
Got me goin’ deep, got me all in freshwater (goin’ under)

[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
Baby, when you laughin’, is it ’cause you feel an excellent vibe? (Ooh, ooh)
That was just a fraction of the good, love I provide (ooh, ooh)
See some niggas talkin’ on the side, can you keep that silent? (Keep that quiet)
Maybe sayin’ somethin’ but you didn’t mean nothin’ by it
Took her to the room, in other words, kept that private (kept that private)
She was my heartbreak, I told her keep those violets (ooh, ooh)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Seen the way you talkin’ up my phone last night, on God (talkin’ on the phone)
Do it on my jet, let’s keep this private
She wants me too, she ain’t even in denial (denial)
Wanna make love, she ain’t even in denial (in denial)
We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala (Guatemala)
Got me goin’ deep, got me all in freshwater (freshwater)

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
Flew in on a jet, what’s that? Stylish
Take another sip, then get superpowers (woah, oh, oh)
If she got the hots for me, then dammit, I’m buyin’ (I’m, I’m buyin’)
I’ve got more pull than him and him combined (him combined)
Pourin’ out dreams, ’cause we’re really this high (really that high)
I just had my hand on her hip, she had her eyes on the prize (eyes on the prize)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Seen the way you talkin’ up my phone last night, on God (talkin’ on the phone)
Do it on my jet, let’s keep this private
She wants me too, she ain’t even in denial (denial)
Wanna make love, she ain’t even in denial (in denial)
We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala (Guatemala)
Got me goin’ deep, got me all in freshwater (freshwater)

[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]
Seatbelt, she roller coaster ridin’
Put you on a plane, been thinkin’ ’bout it
Sippin’ on Fiji, yeah, you taste like water (hey, hey)
Chasin’ me, tryna make me your partner (tryna make me your partner)
Maybe we can lock in later on (yeah)
I can’t guarantee I’ll fall (fall)
Baby, we should lock in later on (hey)
I can’t guarantee my heart (hey)
Baby, don’t take too, too long (too long)
I ain’t ever miss my mark (my mark)
Yeah, my ex-girl had to move on (on)
There’s no pictures on the wall (ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Seen the way you talkin’ up my phone last night, on God (talkin’ on the phone)
Do it at my house, let’s keep this private (keep this private)
She wants me too, she ain’t even in denial (in denial)
Wanna make love, she ain’t even in denial (in denial)
We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala (‘temala)
Got me goin’ deep, got me all in freshwater (goin’ under)

Swae Lee – Guatemala lyrics

[Intro: Swae Lee]
Oh, oh, oh-oh
Seen the way you talkin’ up my phone last night, on God
Mally Mall

[Pre-Chorus: Swae Lee]
It was way more than a two dollar holla
Stole your heart like Ali Baba (oh, your heart)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Seen the way you talkin’ up my phone last night, on God (on my phone last night)
Do it on my jet, let’s keep this private
She wants me too, she ain’t even in denial (denial)
Wanna make love, she ain’t even in denial (in denial)
We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala (‘temala)
Got me goin’ deep, got me all in freshwater (goin’ under)

[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
Baby when you laughin’ is it ’cause you feel an excellent vibe? (Ooh, ooh)
That was just a fraction of the good, love I provide (ooh, ooh)
See some niggas talkin’ on the side, can you keep that silent? (Keep that quiet)
Maybe sayin’ somethin’ but you didn’t mean nothin’ by it
Took her to the room, in other words kept that private (kept that private)
She was my heartbreak, I told her keep those violets (ooh, ooh)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Seen the way you talkin’ up my phone last night, on God (talkin’ on the phone)
Do it on my jet, let’s keep this private
She wants me too, she ain’t even in denial (denial)
Wanna make love, she ain’t even in denial (in denial)
We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala (Guatemala)
Got me goin’ deep, got me all in freshwater (freshwater)

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
Flew in on a jet, what’s that? Stylish
Take another sip, then get superpowers (woah, oh, oh)
If she got the hots for me, then dammit, I’m buyin’ (I’m, I’m buyin’)
I’ve got more pull than him and him combined (him combined)
Pourin’ out dreams, ’cause we’re really this high (really that high)
I just had my hand on her hip, she had her eyes on the prize (eyes on the prize)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Seen the way you talkin’ up my phone last night, on God (talkin’ on the phone)
Do it on my jet, let’s keep this private
She wants me too, she ain’t even in denial (denial)
Wanna make love, she ain’t even in denial (in denial)
We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala (Guatemala)
Got me goin’ deep, got me all in freshwater (freshwater)

[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]
Seatbelt, she roller coaster ridin’
Put you on a plane, been thinkin’ ’bout it
Sippin’ on Fiji, yeah, you taste like water (hey, hey)
Chasin’ me, tryna make me your partner (tryna make me your partner)
Maybe we can lock in later on (yeah)
I can’t guarantee I’ll fall (fall)
Baby, we should lock in later on (hey)
I can’t guarantee my heart (hey)
Baby, don’t take too, too long (too long)
I ain’t ever miss my mark (my mark)
Yeah, my ex-girl had to move on (on)
There’s no pictures on the wall (ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Seen the way you talkin’ up my phone last night, on God (talkin’ on the phone)
Do it at my house, let’s keep this private (keep this private)
She wants me too, she ain’t even in denial (in denial)
Wanna make love, she ain’t even in denial (in denial)
We can get away-ay, maybe to Guatemala (‘temala)
Got me goin’ deep, got me all in freshwater (goin’ under)

Gio Dee – Geekers (feat. Iamsu!) (Never Going Back Album)

[Intro: Gio Dee]
I don’t give a fuck ’bout what your drugs do
Pop a Perc, you geeked up like you
Pop a Perc, you geeked up like you

[Chorus: Gio Dee]
I don’t give a fuck ’bout what your drugs do
Pop a Perc, you geeked up like you Urkle
Uh, round these rap niggas I run circles
Ayy, most y’all niggas sound like someone hurt you
Ayy, I don’t give a fuck ’bout what your drugs do
Pop a Perc and geeko like you Urkle
Uh, round these rap niggas I run circles
Ayy, most y’all niggas sound like someone hurt you

[Verse 1: Gio Dee]
What is wrong with these niggas round me?
What is wrong with these niggas round me?
They doin’ drugs to get downy
Man, please get these geekers from round me
Nigga, I can’t do it if I ain’t really gain nothin’
Ain’t no money in just gettin’ fucked up
I was raised around the killers and the hustlers
Only way out was to sell or have a jumper
Ayy, I be doin’ drugs don’t get me wrong
Only do it just to make these songs
I’m a leader, you can’t lead me on
Bet y’all gettin’ geeked up to this song

[Chorus: Gio Dee]
I don’t give a fuck ’bout what your drugs do
Pop a Perc, you geeked up like you Urkle
Uh, round these rap niggas I run circles
Ayy, most y’all niggas sound like someone hurt you

[Verse 2: IamSu!]
Yeah, I don’t give a fuck ’bout what your drugs do
Kush got me movin’ slower than a slug do
I’m too deep up in these streets to go commercial
Tryna play me, no surprise if someone hurt you
I’m addicted, I need cures
You stole all my fuckin’ swag, I need yours
Gio Dee, that’s my nigga to the core
Turnin’ up, every city on the tour
Come to the Bay and you gon’ see ’bout us, yeah, yeah
Make a wish, Ali Baba, say a prayer
I got this shit, I won’t leave mama
‘Cause I always come back like 23’s mama, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Gio Dee]
I don’t give a fuck ’bout what your drugs do
Pop a Perc, you geeked up like you Urkle
Uh, round these rap niggas I run circles
Ayy, most y’all niggas sound like someone hurt you, damn