Machine Gun Kelly – In These Walls Lyrics

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[Intro: Lynn Gunn]
I feel you in these walls
You’re a cold air creeping in
Chill me to my bones and skin
I heard you down the hall
But it’s vacant when I’m looking in
Oh, who let you in?
You walk around like you own the place
But you never say anything
I caught you walking straight through my walls
Guess it was all my fault
I think I let you in

[Verse: Machine Gun Kelly]
Look
You said I never wrote a song for you
So I hope this one is haunting you
You said even if it took forever
That me and you would be together
And I never thought that you would lie
So I’ll admit I took advantage of your precious time
I’ll admit I took advantage of you every night that I was on the road
Even at home I wouldn’t do you right
I’ll admit it, but don’t think for a minute I’ma let you
Convince me that what we started is finished
Or for a second that I wouldn’t take a bullet to the head for you
Paint the bottom on my floor red for you and kissed by an angel
Touched by the devil, blood from a nose, red as a rose petal
I think we’re caught up in a power trip
She my Kate Moss, I’m her Johnny Depp

Light pull the fast life in the fast lane
Lights in the cab night drinkin’ champagne
Ice make a last ice for the back pain
With the knife on the dash, pipe with the ashtray
And we fuck with the lights off, break a lamp shade
Did it twice in the room, once in the matinee, oh
Hide all the fresh wounds like a band-aid
With the stripes on the black suits for the campaign, oh
What a damn shame
King of the underworld, what a damn name
‘Cause he killed all the other girls in the damn frame
For a queen that he never realized had fangs
Damn, do you feel what I’m sayin’?
Take a knife in the back, wanna feel my pain
Make a slice to the wrist to reveal those veins
I could see your face, man I feel insane

[Chorus: Lynn Gunn & Machine Gun Kelly]
Never thought that I would feel like this
Such a mess when I’m in your presence
I’ve had enough, think you’ve been making me sick
Gotta get you out of my system, yeah
It’s my house
And I think it’s time to get out
It’s my soul
It isn’t yours anymore
It’s my house
And I think it’s time to get out
Yeah, I think it’s time to get out

[Outro: Lynn Gunn & Machine Gun Kelly]
Yeah, yeah, ooh, oh-oh
Yeah, I think it’s time to get out

Machine Gun Kelly – In these walls with Lynn Gunn

[Intro: Lynn Gunn]
I feel you in these walls
You’re a cold air creeping in
Chill me to my bones and skin
I heard you down the hall
But it’s vacant when I’m looking in
Oh, who let you in?
You walk around like you own the place
But you never say anything
I caught you walking straight through my walls
Guess it was all my fault
I think I let you in

[Verse: Machine Gun Kelly]
Look, you said I never wrote a song for you
So I hope this one is haunting you
You said even if it took forever
That me and you would be together
And I never thought that you would lie
So I’ll admit I took advantage of your precious time
I’ll admit I took advantage of you every night that I was on the road
Even at home I wouldn’t do you right
I’ll admit it, but don’t think for a minute I’ma let you
Convince me that what we started is finished
Or for a second that I wouldn’t take a bullet to the head for you
Paint the bottom on my floor red for you and kissed by an angel
Touched by the devil, blood from a nose, red as a rose petal
I think we’re caught up in a power trip
She my Kate Moss, I’m her Johnny Depp

Light pull the fast life in the fast lane
Lights in the cab night drinkin’ champagne
Ice make a last ice for the back pain
With the knife on the dash, pipe with the ashtray
And we fuck with the lights off, break a lamp shade
Did it twice in the room, once in the matinee, oh
Hide all the fresh wounds like a band-aid
With the stripes on the black suits for the campaign, oh
What a damn shame
King of the underworld, what a damn name
‘Cause he killed all the other girls in the damn frame
For a queen that he never realized had fangs
Damn, do you feel what I’m sayin’?
Take a knife in the back, wanna feel my pain
Make a slice to the wrist to reveal those veins
I could see your face, man I feel insane

[Chorus: Lynn Gunn & Machine Gun Kelly]
Never thought that I would feel like this
Such a mess when I’m in your presence
I’ve had enough, think you’ve been making me sick
Gotta get you out of my system, yeah
It’s my house
And I think it’s time to get out
It’s my soul
It isn’t yours anymore
It’s my house
And I think it’s time to get out
Yeah, I think it’s time to get out

[Outro: Lynn Gunn & Machine Gun Kelly]
Yeah, yeah, ooh, oh-oh
Yeah, I think it’s time to get out

Katie Tropp – Safe Space Lyrics

[Verse 1]

I’m coming for em on this one Lecxs…

It seems like everywhere I go someone’s bleeding out their vag
Getting all upset about an opinion or a fact
A bunch of little snowflakes acting like brats
Grown ass adults but can’t change your underpants
You can’t say this, no you can’t say that
I’m a bitch and my brother’s a fag
These are words that make us laugh
I don’t give a f**k if he takes it in the ass
I’m a cunt with a capital “C”
I make fun of everything including me
Nothing’s off limits if you offended easily
Then go fist yourself until you bleed internally!

[Hook]

If you out there lookin’ for a safe space
My advice is get up out of my place
Cry me a river while I laugh in your face
Coward little bitches run and hide to your safe space!

[Verse 2]

Got LeBron upset over the word posse
Sorry you f**kin’ bitch you look like more of a big pussy
You pulled the race card that’s when you lost me
You got more drama than Drake on Degrassi
Ariana Grande is so upset
Don’t objectify me while I’m selling sex
I will suck your dick with my lyrics
Then wonder how that message got sent to the public
My lyrics hit a bitch harder than Johnny Depp
Walk the plank and I’ll throw a phone at your head
No one gave a damn that Edward Scissorhands
f**ked up a bitch like a grown ass man
You all pick and choose what the problem is
Then you start to lose all common sense
Don’t infiltrate the group if you different
With an opinion that may challenge them
If you don’t think the same then I won’t listen
Life is scary to stupid children
Here is your ba-ba cover your vision
If you cry for mama she won’t hear it!

[Hook]

If you out there lookin’ for a safe space
My advice is get up out of my place
Cry me a river while I laugh in your face
Coward little bitches run and hide to your safe space!

[Verse 3]

Teacher! Teacher! There was an election yesterday
And I need to take the year off because it didn’t go my way
Maybe if I color or play with some clay
My imagination can make the results change
Oh that didn’t work let me sign a petition
Even though I didn’t vote someone should listen
You don’t even know that you look like a hypocrite
Get your ass to work to gain some experience
Lazy ass mother f**kers sitting up on Youtube
Filling up your head with a bunch of fake news
Acting like every conspiracy has truth
Even if it does how does it affect you?
Don’t make an excuse as to why you can’t make it
Life ain’t easy no matter what your name is
Humble yourself and work to be the greatest
Grow the f**k up is all I’m really sayin’
You don’t deserve an award just because you breathin’
Learn this thing called logic and reason
Mind your own business if you can’t feel me
Political correctness gets killed in my vicinity!

[Hook]

If you out there lookin’ for a safe space
My advice is get up out of my place
Cry me a river while I laugh in your face
Coward little bitches run and hide to your safe space!

Szesnasty – Ciuciubabka Lyrics

[Zwrotka 1]
Z życiem bawiłem się w wojnę
Byłem żołnierzem, “na glebę i leżeć!”
A te sprzedawało mi tak wiele liści
Że do dzisiaj liczę na fotosyntezę
To coś jak zabawa w sklepik
Niektórzy sprzedają do dzisiaj
Kumpli, dupy, braci, towar
Ja nie widziałem nic jakby kto pytał
Tu żaden z nas nic nie widział
Zajęci grą w ciuciubabkę
I powyciągane te rączki przed siebie
Boimy się zderzeń biegając za hajsem
W to granie byłoby łatwe
Gdyby nie jeden, jebany fakt
Słychać wybuchy, nie szelest pieniędzy
Bo porozstawiali na polach minowych nas

[Bridge]
Gdybyś chciał w państwa-miasta grać
To kończysz z głupią miną
Kiedy zrozumiesz ile lat pusto w rubryce miłość

“Szesnasty, puknij się w łeb
Przecież w tej grze nie ma takiej rubryki”
Ty, à propos pukania to wiesz
Twoja mała mi podpowiadała, że przyszła tu z nikim
I miała Ciebie na myśli
Bo przecież z nią byłeś w tym klubie
Z Tobą gra w kalambury pół życia
Z nim skacze na gumie po wódzie
I niby niewiele możemy tu zrobić
I niby niewiele, a warto się starać
Czasem wychodzi, czasem nie wychodzi
Gra gitara!

[Refren x2]
Jak masz to się bawisz i proste jak nie masz
To siemano, siemano, siemano, siemano
Miasto Cię dławi i ciska Cię w schemat
To siemano, siemano, siemano, siemano
Chciałbyś zostawić to
Wyjścia już nie masz i kręć się
Siemano, siemano, siemano
Wszyscy biegamy za hajsem
Też szukaj go!

{Zwrotka 2]
To Wy i te wasze zwolnienia z wf-ów
I ciągłe gadanie, że coś tam bolało
A dzisiaj to chcecie, by życie zwalniało
I bierzecie syrop, nie paracetamol
To śmieszne jak dzieci mi mówią na tracku
O wygranym życiu po jednym numerze
Jak życie zadzwoni, se odbierz dzieciaku
Nic osobistego i nie bierz do siebie
I dziesięć, i dziewięć, i osiem i szukaj
I tak pochowały się wszystkie okazje
I gdyby nie cement i piasek na butach – byłoby łatwiej
Byłoby fajniej, gdybyś nie zalał tej mieszanki łzami
W butach z betonu nie ma miłości
Od dna nie odbiją Cię nowe jordany
To nie tak że nic nie mamy
Bo to co mamy to walka
Taty nie dały i mamy nie dały
I wszystko musimy se sami wyszarpać
W kamień, papier, nożyce tu gramy
I schowaj lepiej białe zęby
Bo życie ma kamień i kamień i kamień
A Ty to trochę Edward Nożycoręki
Zanim mi powiesz, że dzięki
Że czujesz się piękny, przed lustrem posiedzisz
To nie to, że jesteś jak Johnny Depp
Raczej jak Ed, Edd, Eddy
Przyszło nam śle-śle-śledzić
Jedno z najbardziej życiowych prawd
Wszyscy tu mamy jakby przejebane
Mam i ja…

[Refren x2]
Jak masz to się bawisz i proste jak nie masz
To siemano, siemano, siemano, siemano
Miasto Cię dławi i ciska Cię w schemat
To siemano, siemano, siemano, siemano
Chciałbyś zostawić to
Wyjścia już nie masz i kręć się
Siemano, siemano, siemano
Wszyscy biegamy za hajsem
Też, szukaj go!

To siemano, siemano, siemano, siemano [x3]

Jaden – Young & Reckless Lyrics

[Intro]
Young, young – fresh, fresh
Reckless, reckless – reckless, reckless

[Verse 1]
Young, reckless, hit you, put some ice on it
Got a bet, homie, roll some dice on it
Yeah, I’mma ball, mamacita you look nice on it
O, and Chaos made the beat, but Teo put some spice on it
Yeah, yeah, my vocal sound nice on it
Yeah, gets really cold here at night, don’t it?
Yeah, because you chilling with the coldest
Man, I spit you knowledge cause you need to know this
Man, you listen to these lyrics, you say kill the kid that wrote this
Man, I write my opus, man, my book is open
All you jokes lokers, hokus pokus, sexy models poke us
You disloyal punks, you laughing, I don’t understand your jokes
But I’mma keep it moving
How you gon’ tell us that we not the dopest?
Jab you in the face just to show you where the rope is
Man, you talking future, homie, we probably the closest
But why this girl texting me asking where all her clothes is?
I’m losing my focus, these rhymes are provoking
My arms are convulsing, how many times have I wrote this?
Wait, I think I’m straight losing my memory
But that’ll be the thing that make sure you remember me
You jokers stupid like drinking Hennessy, go to Tennesse
Think you better than me? Well, homie, let’s just wait and see

[Hook]
Cause I’m young, young – fresh, fresh
Then we reckless, reckless – reckless, reckless
Young, young – fresh, fresh
Then we reckless, reckless – reckless, reckless

[Verse 2]
I flip words like light flips of a disco
Got a problem then let’s go, shooting of like a pistol
You gon’ make it rain, well, I ain’t afraid of no drizzle
You keep rizzle, I keep you checked with the shizzle
Drop it all just to go pre-order the trizzle
Cause you don’t know jack about that Tesla
Cause I just came back with my fresh cut
So guess what, man, I’m walking with my chest up
The butterfly doors make a joker look fresh, huh
Johnny Depp steez, get off of the steps please
We get all the fish in the sea cause we on jetskis
Smith cool as the Gretsky’s, we back back in the West Indie’s
Making some fresh tee’s where the pigs can’t arrest me
Your mic dusty, you sure rusty, you jokers must be
On vacation cause you can’t touch me, it’s ugly
I flip words like kickflips in the ‘burbs
Like nothing you’ve never heard, a Jazzy Jeff when he turns
Man, this kid is absurd, where’d he get all these words?
Probably from them stupid books he’s reading
And imprints on his shirts
Like you don’t know jack about that new school
Jokers from way back complaining we too cool
We reckless

Jaden – Symba Lyrics

[Intro]
I got the fam
Um, I got the tunes
Uh, we got the crystals
We got the candles
Were sitting in a circle, were sitting in a circle
Circles and squares, circles and squares
Erkels and bears, lets go lets go
I’m apprehensive, I don’t pay attention
Ahem, Let’s go

[Verse 1]
Let the champagne come just for the look of it
Looking for my Misfits they probably playing hooky
That’s the freakin’ cult if you ain’t with it you probably should be
We reppin’ all black like the Knight you tried to Suge me
Don’t try to push me
I’m not too friendly when my stomachs empty
Battle MC’s if they kill me, fans will re-invent me
Diety’s to send me stop the cult you see it’s empty
Just like the gold that we supposedly had
Heard it was sold to Johnny Depp, then it was sold to my dad
Now it’s gone, wait what happened bro? We sold that ish fast
I got the brains on my shoulders I’m the oldest in class
(You have ADD)
Well I can focus at last
I like to thank my Mom and Dad for that trip to the doctor
Now he said I had ADD and now its just awkward
Jaden the awkward what you hear on the stereo
That’s what you see when you come to my burial
Bring the chorus, bring the chorus
It’s the chorus in your pores that’s for sure close the doors
Close the doors, the kids are gonna think of a divorce
Get the porshe keys baby while I button up my shorts
Teo playing different chords like our life was just a score
What’s the score? Between the male and the feminine
I say it and it’s genuine

[Verse 2]
You can’t polish this, that’s just common sense
That’s what common said
Take my fathers Benz, go retarded zen step and start a trend
Stop and start again, cops are barging in
Cops forgot my friends, lot’s of dolphins swim
Serious A serious B it’s just Siri and me
You serious G? Kids fearing where them pyramids be
Well under the sphinx they got buckets and sinks
And tree bark that I like to cut when it stinks
Yo Tut what’s up with my minks?
Fountain of youth got a cup full of pink
Look around like “yo what’s up with my drink?”
I’m having trouble with sleep, 2012 yo what’s up with these dreams?
They only stopping when I wake up to pee
And if you wake up to see, the T.V. is full of chaos and chaos
The radio no they don’t never play us play us, you know it

[Outro]
You got the lights with you?
Having trouble when I come around
You bring some ice with you?
I keep it subtle but I run the town
Uh-oh uh-oh uh-oh we the men in black
Uh-oh uh-oh uh-oh uh-oh we the men in black
Uh-oh uh-oh we, we the men in black
Uh-oh uh-oh uh-oh we the, we the men in black
What’s up?

Tyga – Ski On The Slope (Bitch I’m The Shit 2 Album)

[Intro: Tyga]
She don’t pop pills, that’s a thing in the past
She only pop pussy, all she ’bout is the cash
Tequila on her tongue, got your heart racin’ fast
I told her, "Get your high quicker, put the coke in your ass"

[Chorus: Tyga]
Yeah, put the coke in your ass
Play with your nose, put the coke in your ass
She don’t want Sprite, all she want is the coke
Playin’ with her nose, she gon’ ski on the slope
Fuck a jetski, baby, ski on the slope
Fuck a jetski, baby, ski on the slope
She don’t drink Sprite, all she want is the coke
Playin’ with her nose, think she Tony Monto
She wanna play with her nose
Wanna see how high she can go
She wanna play with her nose
Seein’ all this white, she wanna ski down the slope

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Snowboard when you jump, snowboard off my dick
If you look in my eyes, you can tell that I’m lit
I can look at your eyes, tell you ain’t ’bout shit
Take a bump off your fist, and bitch, no more lip
Your friends talk too much, Luke roll me a blunt
The white horse in the front, Ferrari, boys pullin’ up
I’m Johnny Depp with the blow, blow the coke in the butt
Throw this gram in your face, it’s like bustin’ a nut
I reach in the panties, then I pull out the plastic
Tell Richie Akiva don’t let ’em pull out the cameras
Yeah she known as a model, but tonight she a dancer
Yeah that face L.A., but that booty Atlanta
I got a big body sleigh, yeah they callin’ me Santa
My nigga play with them keys like he Hannah Montana
Shimmy, shimmy, coco puff, that’s country grammar
Pull out the black card then we cut up the Daniel, ayy

[Chorus: Tyga]
She wanna play with her nose
Wanna see how high she can go
She wanna play with her nose
Seein’ all this white, she wanna ski down the slope
Fuck a jetski, baby, ski on the slope
Fuck a jetski, baby, ski on the slope
She don’t drink Sprite, all she want is the coke
Playin’ with her nose, think she Tony Monto
She wanna play with her nose
Wanna see how high she can go
She wanna play with her nose
Seein’ all this white, she wanna ski down the slope

[Verse 2: Tyga]
Grab your ice skates, bitch it’s time for the snow
Take it to your head, let it burn in your throat
I’m the ice cream man, put the ice in the cone
Got you high in the air, phone on airplane mode, woo!
Snorts
Nigga, I am so fucking high, wait… can I say nigga?

[Verse 3: Pusha T]
YUGHHH
Aspen, ask them
I’m the king of the slope that done cashed in
LeBron with the stats, I done passed them
Nigga been throwin’ work like a javelin
Blastin’ Bitch I’m the Shit 2
Spyder color mint blue, with the missin’ roof like a chipped tooth
Avianne cold, nigga, igloo
Bitch you gotta fuck me like your rent due, woo!
Put your face to the glass
Ass to the pole, you know how it go
Like Soulja Boy Tell ‘Em, shh, everybody know
It’s a lot of bad bitches like to ski down the slope, woo!

[Chorus: Tyga]
She wanna play with her nose
Wanna see how high she can go
She wanna play with her nose
Seein’ all this white, she wanna ski down the slope