Marlo – Door Lock Lyrics (feat. Bite Da Don & Lil Baby)

[Chorus: Bite Da Don]
I’m the same nigga from the front street
Still juggin’ out a ho’s spot
Stayed down now I came up
And I was f**ked up, I used the door lock
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part
Same nigga from the front street
Still juggin’ out a ho’s spot
Stayed down now I came up
And I was f**ked up, I used the door lock
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part

[Verse 1: Bite Da Don]
I keep paper like a trashbag
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We be all in the trenches with it
Bombs all like Baghdad
Cameras all in the rear with it
I can see the streets when I back back
Plain jane, Gucci wrist watch
Got plenty sense but get dumb guap
Still drippin’ at your ho spot
We was kickin’ shit then we told part
Same nigga went to Buckhead and Court County just to dole off
Straight eight, that’s a transformer
Me and Rudy hopin’ out robots
Raf shirt, Gucci jugs on, Balenciaga, they low top

[Chorus: Bite Da Don]
I’m the same nigga from the front street
Still juggin’ out a ho’s spot
Stayed down now I came up
And I was f**ked up, I used the door lock
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part
Same nigga from the front street
Still juggin’ out a ho’s spot
Stayed down now I came up
And I was f**ked up, I used the door lock
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part

[Verse 2: Marlo]
I’m the same nigga on the backstreets with a big pistol and a hundred P’s
Traphouse with a real plug, he done served over a hundred keys
Birds eye from the condo, motherf**ker in the sky with it
Fishbowl on the new Benz, juggin’ while my Cartier’s tinted
Audemar my wristwear, iced in like a Frigidare
Chopsticks at Benihana, we ain’t usin’ no silverware
Watch me like a telescope, I really came up from selling dope
I’m on MLK with a yellow bitch, had to get some bags from the yellow store

[Chorus: Bite Da Don]
I’m the same nigga from the front street
Still juggin’ out a ho’s spot
Stayed down now I came up
And I was f**ked up, I used the door lock
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part
Same nigga from the front street
Still juggin’ out a ho’s spot
Stayed down now I came up
And I was f**ked up, I used the door lock
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part

[Verse 3: Lil Baby]
I’m the same nigga from the front street with a big bomb on my nuts nigga
I’m the same nigga that stayed down, I ran that shit up nigga
You gon’ clutch nigga, I done bust niggas
My bitch my dog, I don’t trust niggas
Where I come from it was rough nigga
Tryna get it off in a rush nigga
If they ever grab you just hush nigga
I’ma have the lawyer pullin’ up for you
Six figures for a Johnny [?]
I ain’t comin’ nothing less for you
Big AMG, look at me, did this shit on my own
I’m the same nigga from the west end with them country boys in my phone

[Chorus: Bite Da Don]
I’m the same nigga from the front street
Still juggin’ out a ho’s spot
Stayed down now I came up
And I was f**ked up, I used the door lock
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part
Same nigga from the front street
Still juggin’ out a ho’s spot
Stayed down now I came up
And I was f**ked up, I used the door lock
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part
Racks on me, nigga hashtag
We don’t kick the shit ’cause we told part

Sherrod White – One In A Million Lyrics

[Hook]
One In A Million
One In A Million
One In A Million
One In A Million
One In A Million

[Verse 1]
Woke up this mornin’ feelin’ fine
New day, new state of mind
Yesterday’s gone
Today’s a new day to grind
Perspective got bigger
Took the negatives and made a whole ‘nother picture
Feelin’ like new money
But money is not the issue
Procrastination’s a beast
It’ll mess around kill ya
Dreams lookin’ at you
But you ain’t lookin’ familiar
Haters talkin’ that talk with you
And they don’t feel ya’
Life goes on
Eyes focused on I, bye
No worries at all
Ain’t hurtin’ not for nada
Righteous vision got me livin’ like a king, propa
Fist full of dreams got me fillin’ like docta
MLK, JR
Life is like a horror
Movie but we made it out that scene
So fresh and so clean
So be that one in a million
Live with purpose
Stay winnin’, Dominion
Gone

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Yeah, be the change that you need to see
Originality rare in a land of wannabes
Must I appease, to be something I’m not? Never
Being counterfeit is something you should not treasure
Price tag, that’s never
Upon my soul
Mama said be careful this cold world’s outta control
Oh Lord, what they want me to do?
In the mirror I see me homie and not you
Fist to the sky
Eyes to the sun
Dreams are not a sprint, baby
It’s a marathon, and I’m runnin
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m runnin’
See the goals of them dreams
Yeah, yeah, we gunnin’
It only takes one brave soul for change
Got courage today, they say it’s strange
Forget them doubters and them naysayers
Run it back on these boys
Gale Sayers

[Hook]

[Break]
Lets move it out now

[Hook – x2]

Chris Brown – Sensei (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: DJ MLK]
MLK, fatality

[Chorus: Chris Brown & A1]
Sensei, yeah, ooh, ooh, sensei, yeah
Sensei, yeah, ooh, I’m your sensei (Whoo Kid)
Yeah, sensei, yeah, ooh, ooh, sensei
Sensei, yeah, ooh, I’m your sensei

[Verse 1: Chris Brown & (A1)]
Hold it down, don’t never get caught out of bounds (down, brrr)
Get dope, lost Jose, I’m out of town (brrr, brrr)
Pay the price, good deal, pay the price (price)
Where the vibe? White girl singing like she Kelly Price (vibe, ooh)
Up and down, ass jumping up and down (down, down)
Blue flame, strippers in here dolling up (flame, yah)
Beat the case, yesterday I beat the case (case, beat the case)
Your mistake, judge made a big mistake (mistake)
Bitch, I’m your

[Chorus: Chris Brown & A1]
Sensei, yeah, ooh, ooh, sensei, yeah
Sensei, yeah, ooh, I’m your sensei
Yeah, sensei, yeah, ooh, ooh, sensei
Sensei, yeah, ooh, I’m your sensei

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Hustle Gang nigga
Kinky shit, shit, yeah, yeah
All the way in Barbados
Ho we lit, uh huh, yeah
Got 5 or 6 in my pay roll, check it
See your bitch with me, ain’t no tellin’
150 with me, ain’t no debit
I’m the shit nigga, let your ho tell it
Never seen the crib, we just hotel it
If I tell her come in the slow store
For the dick nigga, she a moped it (Whoo Kid)
Call me so petty, cry nigga, cry on my path you gon’ regret it
A mandatory demonstration for a violation
Consequences, teach lessons
Pray the strip dancer, God keep blessin’
Like thick bitches in sundresses, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Chris Brown & T.I, A1]
Sensei, yeah, ooh, ooh, sensei, yeah
Sensei, yeah, ooh, I’m your sensei (MLK)
Yeah, sensei, yeah, ooh, ooh, sensei
Sensei, yeah, ooh, I’m your sensei

[Bridge: Chris Brown & A1]
I got something that I need to show, babe
You gon’ learn today, I’m your sensei, sensei
Just follow my lead
Let me bend that ass-

[Outro: T.I.]
Hustle Gang nigga

Lil Wayne – Dinnertime Lyrics

Lil Wayne – Dinnertime Lyrics

[Lil Wayne:]
I think we got a problem
Yeahh…

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Big money in this bitch if you didn’t knew.
Big business minus the business suit.
Even I look in the mirror like is it you,
And I say I must be the hottest if it isnt you.
Stay fresh from my top to my tennis shoes.
New coop, no top, big tennis shoes.
Never slipped, not even on the side of a swimming pool.
We don’t get rid of Q,
We get rid of fools.
They said I couldn’t play football I was too small.
Yhey say I could’ntplay basketball I wasn’t tall.
They say I could’ntplay baseball at all.
And now everyday of my life I ball.
And they say it ain’t raining until someone assassinate,
And I feel like MLK
Yeah… I have a dream to be your worst nightmare,
And now meet the boss of the cartel.

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I’m a seven-nine satan, sitting on Lorenzzes.
And I seem really patient, picture the equation.
People taking pictures and they really getting fragrant.
Flags down my spaceship, sergeant searching for a fragrance.
Yayo, Yayo, he wanna sniff the yayo, flying saucer on the hasa
In the casa just to lay-low.
Make more (money man) that the model for the mob,
Need a blowjob my model, get a model for the job.
Go hard, no job, hustler, no prob, poster,
Nigga what finger fuck you whole squad.
Forty around spending doe, flipping for my?
Let you raid tax on them packs if you didn’t know
Bought a new crib, niggas feeling like I hid.
3.2 but I just did it for the kids.
More guns than a pawn shop,
Got my whole arm rocked.
Keep the 760 double parked in the wrong spot.

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Still huustling…
BOSSS

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Yeah… You gotta pay for this,
I remember when I used to pray for this.
This, this is classic,
So this shit you might never see again.
And we taxin, you don’t want it nigga leave it then,
And we taxin, you don’t want it nigga leave it then.
And we ain’t trying to see the pen,
Like a needle in a hay stack we ain’t trying to see the pen.
This is a luxury tax.

[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
(I don’t ask them baby I just tax em baby)
(Let’s go)
Yeah imagine this,
No imagine that.
Gave me my sack like, goodluck getting back.
(Yeah…)
I’m like how the fuck I’m gonna get outta there.
And if I’m not careful,
Leave em the same place they find him there.
And I’m a winner if I make it cross the finish line,
Putting food on the table like it’s dinner time.
And this is what you call stereotyping about?
Can you tell me my your dog keep sniffing my car?
Huh? Got the audacity to call me a liar.
So what you got in your trunk?
Oh, just a spare tire.
You niggas talked blow,
While I sold mine.
Like a bad crape, it’s locking up in no time.
More time in the kitchen then I spent in the studio,
Case paradise and I ain’t talking about Coolio.
Can’t lie, still addicted to the odor
Got a ice cold Pepsi,
But still thinking Coke-Cola.

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Hahaha…

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]

[Verse 4: Trick Daddy]
I’m up early in the morning, and I’m dressed in black.
Hold on, every morning I get dressed in black.
While your half ass looking at my pants sagging,
I’m getting money, and my swagging and black flagging.
Million dollar status, fully automatic.
Heavy on the? and even harder on the women.
If it wasn’t for reverend,
I probably would pimpin and shit.
Pops, my papai, has already hear me.
Tied trapping, shit sent me to prison,
Got mad and went to savage so homicide came to visit.
I smell gun powder,
So you got one hour to come up with every damn dollar,
Or your dun-dolla.
It cost a ball dogg,
Especially when the players on your team,
Consider you as the ball hog.
You treat me like Shaq,
And you Kobe but I didn’t say you owe me nigga.
But act like you know me nigga.

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Darnell Williams – Yung Spike Lee (feat. Casey Veggies)

[Intro: Darnell Williams]
What’s a critic to a nigga like me?
What’s a critic to a nigga like me?
What’s a critic to a nigga like me?
Shoot a fuckin’ flick, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee

[Verse 1: Darnell Williams]
It’s the feelin’ of feelin’ so fuckin’ sick of the feelin’
The doctor’s writin’ prescriptions because my mental work different
They think I’m stupid and timid, I say tormented and gifted
I put that weight on my shoulders, most of you hoes couldn’t lift it
Where is my bitches and swishas? Them two be liftin’ my spirits
My mama told me the truth, I was just too high to hear it
Failure too broke to fear it, Satan been chokin’ my spirit
I pray to God when they shootin’, I know it’s loud hope he hear it
I’m in the 40s with Crips (what up), on MLK
Nah, I ain’t bangin’ but I live that shit like every day
I’m that nigga with the frames and the Michigan plates
The one these hoes wanna fuck but this dick ain’t free
Bitch, I’m an MVP from the west of the D
Nah, fuck the sugar coatin’, bitch, I’m the best of the D
Got a problem, insta tweet, DM my message to me
I reply every time, that nigga fuck what you think, LOL

[Chorus: Darnell Williams]
What’s a critic to a nigga like me?
Pull your wifey in a fuckin’ white tee
Turn the lights out then I do the right thing
Shoot a fuckin’ flick, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
Bitch, I’m young Spike Lee, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
Bitch, I’m young Spike Lee and my dead stop threes
Turn the lights out then I do the right thing
Shoot a fuckin’ flick, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee

[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
Ayy, now get the fuck out your feelings, I give your main chick the business
Make a movie like Spike, I play the roll as a villain
I’m not robbin’ or dealin’, I got my mind on a million
I ain’t worried ’bout the hustle, got my own way to get it
Just landed in LA, Darnell scooped me in the 6
Ask him, "Who whip is this?" He said it’s, "District Virginia"
Like man, she gave me some chips and I ain’t pourin’ up zips
I been outta the country, yeah, this Spanish currency

[Verse 3: Darnell Williams]
Well I been out in Hollywood, gettin’ paid to direct
Smack the shit out a nigga who won’t be quiet on set
Ain’t no smiles in my town, bitch, I’m as nice as it get
He trade the summer [?], he kill whoever you with
I wish I could give a fuck but that shit don’t pay the rent
Don’t really care for you niggas, like the U.S. government
And you know, you goin’ broke ’cause you lack common sense
Want 40 acres, keep the mule, I need girl number 6, shit

[Chorus: Darnell Williams]
What’s a critic to a nigga like me?
Pull your wifey in a fuckin’ white tee
Turn the lights out then I do the right thing
Shoot a fuckin’ flick, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
Bitch, I’m young Spike Lee, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
Bitch, I’m young Spike Lee and my dead stop threes
Turn the lights out then I do the right thing
Shoot a fuckin’ flick, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee

Substantial – Mlk (Dream Big) 2.0 (feat. See King & Matthew Shell) (The Past Is Always Present In The Future Album)

[HOOK]
Back stateside on MLK riding
Low in the whip look like no one’s driving (Repeat 3x)
Whether 395 or 704
Dream big baby stay steady on course

[VERSE 1] (See King)
I grace these peasants with my presence King Martin Luther
The streets with his namesakes the perfect place to find a shooter
A civil rights mover turning left up in a Cougar
Watching the revolution on TVs took by a looter
On fire like H Street, tongue twerks on a break beat
History maker tell spectator to take seat
Enjoy the experience of this social experiment
Send shots at Cyclops; close the eye on the pyramid
I’m too dope it’s no legalizing this lyricist
Father MC and your baby mother’s the surrogate
Hip Hop’s in my heritage, save it from the culture vultures and
The poet poachers, still not a player though I’m dressing like the coaches
Most of us fell victim, to well-placed pitfalls got my dawgs in the system
The chocolate city now suffers from vitiligo
The dream died on that balcony pray it wakes up tomorrow

[VERSE 2] (Substantial)
Mike King like the minister’s initial name
Fighting imprisonment and those with wicked aims
Who administer pain, but we navigate the baddest fate
Like our ancestors did use our head to carry weight
Many chose to move it so now they facing the music
Misguided warriors can’t find their place amongst the movement
So you know the guns stay shooting ‘cause the streets blind niggas
Don’t see their a budding Nobel Peace Prize Winner
Tryna’ eat my dinner like what’s mine is yours…
Really what’s mine is ours, need to combine our power
Why shine for hours we can reflect eternally
For y’all to take me seriously, they’d have to murder me
No respect like the mascot in gold & burgundy
But certainly spitters this ill belong in infirmaries
Still dreaming temporary setbacks be deferring me
But my Corretta know betta she ride for eternity

[VERSE 3]
(See King)
Lost my sight at the podium, blinded by diabetes
A diet with too much sodium still writing this opium
Claim country in crisis gain control of petroleum
Dreamt big as a kid, grew to be a custodian
Mass media frenzy, beamers Benzes and Bentleys
Before we party’d with panthers but now the venue is empty
Still penny pinching while the devil’s Willie lynching
Guess my brother was too poor to pay attention…Overstand!

(Substantial)
Baby soldiers taken over never be an older man
Ain’t playing with a full deck, no one there to hold their hand
So they hold the steel like they wielding the wrath of God
Or hoping for a deal for their skill as a rapping God
….Hoping to give them chills with their catalog
Or hoop dreaming cuz they got skills with a basketball
Once you’re at the mall speaking to and for the people
Will you follow like sheep do or take a stance against evil while we’re…

[HOOK]
Back stateside on MLK riding
Low in the whip look like no one’s driving (Repeat 3x)
Whether 395 or 704
Dream big baby stay steady on course

B.o.B – Born To Die (Elements Album)

[Verse 1]
Not a human, not afraid
I will not comply, I will not obey
See the plan is to depopulate
But the body can overcome anything, fuck what a doctor say
Fans shaking me like Bobby wake up
Chip on my shoulder, I was holdin’ a grudge
I wanted to be loved more than I wanted to love
But hey, what can I say, fame’s a hell of a drug
Born a slave to a tyrant
It’s goin’ take more than just petitions and riots
Are we headed for a future of being indebted to credit
Hopin’ the next leader elected will trump the one we beheaded
Words the wealthiest rappers will never utter
‘Them checks they throwin’ to niggas a motherfucker’
Seems like the future was brighter when I was younger
(Seems like the future was brighter when I was younger)
I’m torn between performing and rewriting the norm
Am I born to transform or just to die and move on
Be the life that people mourn while reciting all my songs
To the battle I am sworn [?]
Beaten down to the pulp for being different
You question old tradition they just say you superstitious
Like a snake that eats its own tail, the economic system
Public schools the babysitter, health care is the modern day Adolf Hitler
Fact check, ever since the internet
Molestation multiplied by a million percent
Your aunts and uncles, niece and nephews all align with the shit
History shows for speaking up my whole life is at risk
Yeah I’m cocky, kamikaze, who gon’ stop me? Annunaki
Illuminati? Neo-Nazis? They do me how they do Cosby
When you winnin’ they gon’ love you till you lose like Ronda Rousey
Every revolutionary they execute ’em proudly
It go JFK, nope, MLK, nope
Since Lennon got smoked, it’s clear they don’t want us to have hope
They tore down our houses, replaced it with dope
And say that it’s our fault, false!

[Hook]
You wanted to fight
So you wanna be brave
So you found the light and you’ve seen the truth and you feel betrayed
Well it comes with cost
A price too large
Cause if we’re really just born to die
I’d rather never been born at all

[Verse 2]
Stay in school they said, use your tools they said
But being on TV looks pretty cool I said
That’s true I said, must I remind myself
These corporations aren’t your friends, you should’ve signed yourself
They, they, who are they? They are us
We are they, the pyramids started at the top, we just mimic and behave
The same way, Babylon brainwaves
Human incarceration’s the modern day slave trade
Cost of college, cost of living so high you can’t maintain
All you can do is sell pills, drink tea, and waist train
Struggle to make mortgage and re-up by payday
And the wealthiest families split it up eight ways

[Hook]
You wanted to fight
So you wanna be brave
So you found the light and you’ve seen the truth and you feel betrayed
Well it comes with cost
A price too large
Cause if we’re really just born to die
I’d rather never been born at all

B.o.B – Uncomfortable (Elements Album)

[Hook]
My creator
My creator, my creator, my… creator
Yah!
My creator, my creator
My creator, my creator, my…creator
Yah!

[Verse 1]
My creator said I’mma forever love ya
Through the good and the bad and the ugly
My creator dun’t never hold grudges
My creator only one could ever judge me
My creator of conscious was here first
If I’m not conscious the universe was birth
My favorite plant in the dirt
But how that make something illegal that grow up out the earth?

[Hook]
My creator, my creator
Did you ever get the prayers?
A few of us just had a couple questions for ya
A few of us just wanna ask you for a favor

[Verse 2]
My creator you gon’ sit around and watch?
My creator you can make all of this stop
You ever notice for a second we in trouble?
You probably think that we all just a bunch of fuck ups
If you was human, what would be your skin color?
Why you let them take MJ from us?
Why you ain’t tell MLK take cover?
My creator I’m really starting to wonder
My creator

[Hook]
My creator, my creator, my creator, my… creator
My creator, my, my creator
My creator, my creator, my… creator
Yah!

[Verse 3]
Oh shit, this like the part in The Matrix when he take the red pill and he wake up and go ape shit
They told us we evolved on some ape shit
But I guarantee ya Charles Darwin was a Mason, damn
They like you humans so peculiar
You just appeared after a big bang of gas and started fumin’ together to make life
Don’t need to think twice
There’s nothin’ bout you special. You basically sand mites
On this tiny fuckin’ speck of dirt called Earth
The only sign of life in the entire Universe
Oh and every star’s a billion, trillion miles away
So how the fuck we got a picture of the Milky Way?
Bam

[Outro]
My fellow Americans, we have just discovered a new planet
Uhh.. Although we spent dozens and dozens of years researching and billions and billions of tax payers money researching space and exploring space science, we just saw this planet. We overlooked it. It was hiding behind a blackhole or something, I don’t know. But.. but, uhh.. here, he- here are the images
Where are the images? You got the images?

So, here, here are the images clearly as you can see
It’s about 8 light years away. Uh.. how do we have pictures?
Uh.. We have, we have super fast, we have million mile internet. Faster than anything Earth has seen, but we just use it for to explore space
Uh.. but I tell ya, yanno you can look at these pictures yourself
We got all the planets. Uh.. but theres nothing out there
I mean, HA! I tell ya, there’s nothing out there
Yanno we’re gonna keep spending money and keep looking
We’re gonna keep sending cameras into space
We’re gonna keep sending fucking astronauts into space
We’re going to keep going out there and keep sending back CGI
Pictures – I mean, cough cough…
We’re gonna keep sending back pictures
Just to let you guys know you’re alone
You’re alone
And you’re insignificant creatures
Signing off