Chase Rice – Amen

[Verse 1]
Maybe your granddad kept his dogtags hanging on the rearview
And maybe your mama drove you around in a Chevy Nova bright blue
Might’ve got your 16 first date, yes at a slider in the drivethrough
Down Main Street, she was so cute, ended up just friends
If it sounds like it could’ve been you, or it’s somewhere you might’ve been
Can I get an amen

[Chorus]
For a roman candle sky
A July praying for rain
Yeah, sparks out the window, cigarette
With her silhouette caught in the flames
The keys to a fix-it-up dream
A love, and a first-crush heart
And to not knowing the secrets of life
But damn sure knowing where it starts
Amen, amen, amen

[Verse 2]
And maybe you shot some bullet holes through tail of a windmill
Stuck a cross in some flowers by the road on the edge of a wheat field
And maybe that scar on your hands from a midnight parking lot disagreement with one of your buddies
So you squared off, then you made up
With a tailgate cold beer apology
Just some memories that’ll always be

[Chorus]
In a roman candle sky
A July praying for rain
Yeah, sparks out the window, cigarette
With her silhouette caught in the flames
The keys to a fix-it-up dream
A love, and a first-crush heart
And to not knowing the secrets of life
But damn sure knowing where it starts
Amen, amen, amen

[Bridge]
Yeah, amen
Ooh, amen

[Chorus]
For a roman candle sky
A July praying for rain
Yeah, the sparks out the window, cigarette
With her silhouette caught in the flames
The keys to a fix-it-up dream
A love, and a first-crush heart
And to not knowing the secrets of life
But damn sure knowing where it starts
Amen, amen, amen
Ooh, amen

Craig Mack – Get Down Lyrics

[Intro]
And bass up the track a little bit
‘Cause I wanna hear that “Booss, booss,” ya’know’m’sayin’?

AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

[Verse 1]
Now who got the flav that comes a dime a dozen
That keeps ‘em buzzin’
Thinking that they phat when they wasn’t
Welcome to the world of Mack, or Mackman
Leave you small guys sayin’, I eat MC’s like Pac-Man
I’m incredible, better eat ya vegetables
‘Cause…I does what I do you (Do it!)
I fake the roof off of soft suckers
Super smackin’, macking, full effect mike check one two
I’ma reign, reign forever
Rain like bad weather, reign like whoever never
You can’t bite my style
‘Cause my style ain’t a style that is a style
So I can go buckwild
Bet you figured you got more funk for flow
It ain’t so
Flava in Ya Ear letcha know
Now I’m about a second from the hook, duk
Scrap ya rap book, ‘fore you get ya wet style shook

[Hook 4X]
Can I get down?
Get on down
Can I get down?

[Verse 2]
The Mack’s like a superintendent
Burning MCs leaves a foul scent
See, I’m like what ya call, king a yes ya’ll
My style’s rick, sick, I mean real sick
Shit’s thick, I come with the ammo
The real whammo slammo stuff that I be droppin
And I’ll wake the great; let’s warm up the hot plate
I’m changing fate from the neck I’ma castrate
My rap loves to alienate
Shake ya ass to ’til it stank; you stomp, I dominate
See, I ain’t scared of you muthafuckas
To me ya all suckers ’cause I make the ruckus
Don’t try to buck us, we roll bulletproof
No cooth, on the roof, bitin’ like a sabertooth
I pound on the ground when I get down
So let me get down, let me get down

[Hook 4X]
Can I get down?
Get on down
Can I get down?

[Verse 3]
Can leap a tall building, crush the Earth for fun
But I’m sayin’ ain’t no fair, yo, when MC’s run
(Ain’t no fair; ain’t no fair)
The mic’s now in the right hands
‘Cause the Mack’s on the Earth just to spoil your plans
More pep than the pepper that’s in ya pepper shaker
Ruff earthquaker, couldn’t take me if ya mama make ya
I back up the funk that I bring with unknown to man slang
With bigger bite than the Devil fang
I ain’t met who could hang
If ya testin in ya lesson
Got me dressin for ya funeral session
Man, it won’t even matter no more
Craig in ’94 just won the war
My style was definite to take ya over
Have ya sittin’ look over in a four door Chevy Nova
(Why I oughta)
I figure its a slaughter
In the world of dollars, ya shit ain’t nothing but a quarter
The name of the track is “Get Down”
So let me get down and pound other MC’s in the ground

[Hook (Repeated until end)]
Can I get down?
Get on down
Can I get down?

Lana Del Rey – Hundred Dollar Bill (Cherry Blossom Best American Record Edition Album)

[Intro]
Twenty of ’em wrapped up tight in silk
Hundred dollar bill, hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill

[Verse 1]
Jimmy pulls up in his blue Chevy Nova
I have been dying for him to come over
I’m in my party dress, he say, "You such a mess."
I am the New Jersey Dance Queen, he is the construction king
He knows that I be selling the body
My man the best cause he knows what’s up
He knows it’s a big bad world, knows that I’m a good girl
He understands the sale of self
(Cause cash comes quick when looks can kill)

[Chorus]
Hundred dollar bill, hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Hundred dollar bill, hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
(Twenty of ’em wrapped up tight in silk)

[Verse 2]
J. is a romantic roller coaster
He don’t do anything he supposed to
I like ’em tough and mean, Jim is the worst that I’ve ever seen
I am the trailer park darling, he is the one-time come-back king
He knows that I be looking to die
He says, baby, pay respect to the high
He knows it’s a big bad world, knows that I’m a good girl
He understands the sale of self
Cause cash comes quick when looks can (kill)

[Chorus]
Hundred dollar bill, hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Hundred dollar bill, hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
(Twenty of ’em wrapped up tight in silk)

[Bridge]
I like your ultraviolent swing
I like it when you treat me mean
You turn my mood from black to blue
I like your ultraviolent swing
I like it when you treat me mean
You turn my mood from black to blue
(Twenty of ’em wrapped up tight in-)

[Chorus] (x2)
Hundred dollar bill, hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Hundred dollar bill, hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
(Twenty of ’em wrapped up tight in silk)

Lana Del Rey – Hundred Dollar Bill (Cherry Blossom Album)

[Intro]
Twenty of ’em wrapped up tight in silk
Hundred dollar bill, hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill

[Verse 1]
Jimmy pulls up in his blue Chevy Nova
I have been dying for him to come over
I’m in my party dress, he say, "You such a mess."
I am the New Jersey Dance Queen, he is the construction king
He knows that I be selling the body
My man the best cause he knows what’s up
He knows it’s a big bad world, knows that I’m a good girl
He understands the sale of self
(Cause cash comes quick when looks can kill)

[Chorus]
Hundred dollar bill, hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Hundred dollar bill, hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
(Twenty of ’em wrapped up tight in silk)

[Verse 2]
J. is a romantic roller coaster
He don’t do anything he supposed to
I like ’em tough and mean, Jim is the worst that I’ve ever seen
I am the trailer park darling, he is the one-time come-back king
He knows that I be looking to die
He says, baby, pay respect to the high
He knows it’s a big bad world, knows that I’m a good girl
He understands the sale of self
Cause cash comes quick when looks can (kill)

[Chorus]
Hundred dollar bill, hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Hundred dollar bill, hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
(Twenty of ’em wrapped up tight in silk)

[Bridge]
I like your ultraviolent swing
I like it when you treat me mean
You turn my mood from black to blue
I like your ultraviolent swing
I like it when you treat me mean
You turn my mood from black to blue
(Twenty of ’em wrapped up tight in-)

[Chorus] (x2)
Hundred dollar bill, hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Hundred dollar bill, hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
Nothing more gorgeous than a hundred dollar bill
(Twenty of ’em wrapped up tight in silk)