How Cash Bail Is Tied to Systematic Racism

The issue of cash bail, the practice of paying a deposit for the release of a person who has been arrested, is in and out of the news. In the 2020 Democratic Party primary for president, several candidates called for ending cash bail within their platforms, including Senator Bernie Sanders who introduced a bill to end money bail in 2018.

The United States has the highest incarceration rate of any country in the world, and research has consistently shown that its cash bail system perpetuates a flawed criminal justice system that disproportionately targets people of color. According to The Sentencing Project, African Americans are incarcerated in state prisons at a rate that is 5.1 times the imprisonment of whites. And in five states, that include Minnesota where Floyd was killed, the disparity is more than 10 to 1.

Defendants can be unable to afford bail for misdemeanor crimes like jumping a turnstile. In New York, that means staying in Rikers instead of returning to your family. According to the Brooklyn Community Bail Fund, hundreds of people have died in New York City’s jails since 2001.

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Cash bail has been in the news again over the last several weeks through the COVID-19 pandemic, which is having a devastating impact on America’s prison population. A tracker compiled by The Marshall Project shows at least 34,584 people in prison tested positive for COVID-19 by May 27.

Now, with protesters being arrested everywhere from Louisville to Los Angeles, thousands of people are donating to bail funds across the country. These funds are used to bail out those who are arrested for crimes that include protesting. Sometimes, when an organization receives a surge of donations as they are today, funds can go towards frontline supplies. This is according to Pilar Maria Weiss, the Executive Director of The Community Justice Exchange, a formation of over 60 community-led bail and bond funds.

Two such funds that have gotten a lot of attention this week are the Minnesota Freedom Fund (MFF) and the Brooklyn Community Fund. It’s been popular for Twitter users to screenshot their donation to either organization with a quote RT that says, “matched.”

There is some misleading information on Twitter, including this popular tweet that suggests the MFF is “white-owned” and “well-funded.” The organization, like many bail funds, is mostly volunteer-led with an executive director who is a white, formerly incarcerated female. That said, they have received a large number of donations, and so they’ve taken to Twitter to amplify other organizations and fundraisers in need.

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— Minnesota Freedom Fund (@MNFreedomFund) May 27, 2020

Similarly, as many give to Brooklyn Community Bail Fund and that money will go towards bail, there is a specific protest support fund in New York with Free Them All 4 Public Health. The Brooklyn Community Bail Fail has a pinned tweet directing prospective donors to the National Bail Fund Network.

Weiss says the nature of the movement to end cash bail is that it’s interconnected, “There is a community of people doing this work,” she says. “Across the country, there is a robust and diverse movement to end mass Incarceration.”

Before donating to a specific bail fund, Weiss advises checking your preferred organization’s Twitter feed to see how they are resourced and what they recommend.

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Finally, there’s an issue of immediacy. Weiss describes how people are reacting in a very instantaneous way after the anger and trauma of the last several days. Given these heightened emotions, some want to be reassured that if they give bail money today, it will be used to bail out protesters tomorrow. The reality is our criminal justice doesn’t work like that.

In places like Louisville, it was announced that courts wouldn’t do arraignments today so anyone arrested must wait till at least Monday to hear about bail. In New York City, Weiss is hearing most of those arrested have yet to have their bail set. These delays are exasperated by COVID-19.

On top of the delays, it’s impossible to predict if or how protesters will be charged. This varies a great deal by jurisdiction, according to Weiss.

Regardless, any money raised now will be put to good use. “In a lot of places, the money that’s being raised, if it’s not being used for bail this weekend, will be used for bail next week or the week after,” Weiss says.

Until the American criminal justice system is reformed there is a need to keep supporting these funds.

How to Support Protesters in Every City

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Subway TikTok Prankster Apologizes Amid Backlash

The man who went viral this week for eating — and then subsequently dumping — a bin filled with cereal and milk on the New York City subway is now apologizing after facing huge backlash online.

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Josh Popkin, aka @fckjoshy on TikTok, posted a video to his YouTube channel yesterday asking viewers for their forgiveness after his poor excuse for a prank video started making the rounds earlier in the week. In the apology video, Popkin dons a homemade tie-dye Croc necklace while cycling through a list of 50 comments he received that called him out for his behavior in the original clip. While Popkin did vocalize that he was apologetic for the act that had the MTA labeling him as “despicable,” the responses to his new video don’t seem all that forgiving just yet.

“We’ve had some pretty bad apologies on social media and YouTube but this one is high up there,” one comment reads. Users seem to not only be critical of the authenticity of his apology, but also of the style and format of the video in general; his sentences are split into a series of quick cuts rather than assembled as a whole apology. “It sounds like he’s scolding us for hating him,” another comment points out.

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The full apology video is nowhere near as shocking as the original clip, which sparked criticism around the world from people who sympathized with the essential workers who were made to clean up the mess. Although Popkin has over three million followers on TikTok, it seems as if very few, if any, were in support of his most recent stunt and the clip has since been deleted. Check out the reposted clip via the MTA’s statement on the developing situation below.

Screenshot via TikTok

Buy the ‘Uncut Gems’ Furbie or ‘Midsommar’ Dress for Charity

People have been finding all kinds of creative ways to raise money for relief efforts during the COVID-19 pandemic. Lady Gaga got a hundred of her famous friends to sing ballads on Zoom. Ansel Elgort’s posting nudes. Now, indie film house A24 is cleaning out its garage.

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Look no further, Metrograph scum already prepping your Howard Ratner ‘fit for Halloween. An extensive collection of original props, costumes and set pieces from seven of the studio’s most beloved creations — Hereditary, Midsommar, Eighth Grade, The Lighthouse, Uncut Gems, Euphoria and Mid90s — are now up for auction, starting at noon ET on Wednesday, April 22. Prominent items include the May Queen flower dress and Ratner’s bejeweled Furbie. There’s also deeper cuts like Idina Menzel’s Bat Mitzvah dress, Rue’s maroon hoodie from Euphoria, Stevie’s skateboard from Mid90s, the heirloom door mats from Hereditary, Kayla’s time capsule box from Eighth Grade and the mermaid carving from The Lighthouse.

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One hundred precent of proceeds will go charities benefiting New York City families and workers impacted by COVID-19: FDNY Foundation, Food Bank for NYC, NYC Health + Hospitals and Queens Community House. “As a company founded and based in New York City, A24 wants to give back to the city as it weathers this crisis and begins to rebuild,” explains a press release. The first auctions opened today, and will start closing Friday May 8. Rue’s hoodie is already up to $1,750 and Stevie’s skateboard is $1,000, so get your bids in soon. Preview items below and bid here.

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‘Midsommar’

‘Midsommar’
‘Eighth Grade’

‘Eighth Grade’

‘Hereditary’

‘Hereditary’

‘Euphoria’
‘Euphoria’
‘The Lighthouse’


‘The Lighthouse’
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Photos courtesy of A24

Livestream This: Susanne Bartsch’s Nightlife Shenanigans

Thanks to Ms. Rona, we’re all trapped at home with nothing to do. Even Netflix is getting boring! But never fear. While they’re technically out of work, our favorite entertainers are still out here bravely making virtual content in a scary new world. Going to the club or the theater is out of the question right now (self isolate! Ariana Grande says so) but here’s PAPER’s ongoing guide to the latest livestreams — featuring comedians, actors, musicians and more.

What? New York City’s queer nightlife scene is forever wild, dynamic and timeless. However, in these mind-bending times, seeing live performances of any kind is becoming no longer possible, nor logical. To help boost the spirits of regular concertgoers and club visitors, iconic event producer Susanne Bartsch is hosting multiple livestream party events that you can join right from your own couch, the first being “On Top.”

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When? “On Top” goes down tomorrow night, April 16, at 9 PM EST via Zoom. The event features music from Aquaria, and DJs Amber Valentine, and Tom Peters (who is tuning in live from Berlin).

SUSANNE BARTSCH’s Instagram photo: “We need you! And I Cant wait to visit you at yours!! 📺 Tkts in link in bio💥Next Thursday 4/16 So excited to see you all! We’re in this…”

An incredible list of hosts and competitors will also make an appearance at the party, including Amanda Lepore, rising burlesque star Lola Von Rox and more.

Why watch? The ball competition features four categories (that could definitely be achieved while in quarantine): “Best Wig (Rapunzel Realness),” “Best in Bed/ Pajama Look,” “All Dressed Up With Nowhere to Go” and “Dance the House Down.”

Some competitors have already hinted at which category they’re aiming for, so the added fun will come from seeing who wins.

Adventure Dave ™ on Instagram: “I’m going for DANCE THE HOUSE DOWN! •• LINK in BIO •• 🕺🏽🍾 #Bartschland #BartschlandOnTop #DigitalDance @bartschland”

Winners can choose from an array of glamorous prizes, including the Nars “Queen of the Night” eyeshadow palette, Veuve Clicquot champagne and more.

Regarding tickets for the party, a suggested $10 price will benefit DJs, support the nightlife community and performers, but any donation amount is accepted and appreciated. More information on the party can be found on its official Eventbrite page.

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Once a donation is made, an email with one’s personal Zoom room code will be sent at 6:30 PM EST tomorrow, and then again at 9 PM EST.

But wait, there’s more? Bartsch has another gift for us. “Strip Down,” a weekly livestream series of underground performance art. She’s so giving! Premiering this Friday, April 17, “Strip Down” will feature Lepore, Joey Arias and other notable performers. Episodes will arrive every Friday here, each described as a “digital entertainment experience of XXX-rated affairs.” Obviously, Bartsch’s creative methods of keeping New York’s queer nightlife scene alive, especially now, are much needed.

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Sam Hunt – Breaking Up Was Easy in the 90’s Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Yeah, man, oh man, oh man

[Verse 1]
Bartender looked at me like
“Pony up, man, we’re closin’ down”
I paid the tab, and I turned around
Got on that phone on the way home
And ended up down the rabbit hole again
It’s funny how you haven’t changed a bit
But you’re twice as pretty
Glad you finally got to see New York City
And I know it’s not a race
But it looks like you’re gettin’ over me
Faster than I’m gettin’ over you
But hey, what you gon’ do?

[Chorus]
I’m sick of sittin’ at the house, dyin’ on my phone
Wishin’ I was somewhere I can be alone
Try to let you go, somethin’ always reminds me
I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s
I’m tired of gettin’ drunk, tired of bein’ free
Tired of seein’ pictures I don’t wanna see
Girl, you’re everywhere, everywhere but behind me
I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s

[Verse 2]
Back then, I could’ve convinced myself
That maybe you called when I was out
But you didn’t know what to say, so you didn’t leave a message
And that you’re probably at home right now, sound asleep
‘Cause goin’ out isn’t really your thing
And I wouldn’t have a clue what you been up to lately
Or who you been up to it with
But when I don’t miss your calls, I miss you callin’
And I go ’round and ’round again

[Chorus]
I’m sick of sittin’ at the house, dyin’ on my phone
Wishin’ I was somewhere I can be alone
Try to let you go, somethin’ always reminds me
I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s
I’m tired of gettin’ drunk, tired of bein’ free
Tired of seein’ pictures I don’t wanna see
Girl, you’re everywhere, everywhere but behind me
I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s

[Bridge]
Modern love, it’s the modern hearts breakin’
I’m just a product of my generation, and I
‘Bout had enough, watchin’ you gettin’ on with your life

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m sick of sittin’ at the house, dyin’ on my phone
Wishin’ I was somewhere I can be alone
I try to let you go, somethin’ always reminds me
(I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s)
I’m tired of gettin’ drunk, tired of bein’ free
Tired of seein’ pictures I don’t wanna see
Girl, you’re everywhere, everywhere but behind me
I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s

[Outro]
Hearts breakin’
I’m a product of my
Oh, a product of my generation, oh, and I
My baby, my baby

Meet Mimi Zhu, the Socialist Who Convinced Britney to Join the Cause

Few celebrities have a more mysterious social media presence than Britney Spears. The reclusive pop icon can go dark on all platforms for months at a time, and when she’s active her output is unpredictable. Amidst dance videos and yoga poses fans interpret coded references to the controversial circumstances of her conservatorship, and her political takes are infamous for their seemingly unintentional poetry. (“Does anyone think global warming is a good thing? I love Lady Gaga. I think she’s a really interesting artist.”)

There’s a lot to unpack at the best of times, but this week Spears scholars were gifted with a whole new thesis title: Is Britney a Marxist? Seemingly inspired by the Bernie bros over at Refinery29, the singer re-posted a short socialist-leaning manifesto which had previously appeared on the publication’s grid. The text’s original author is Mimi Zhu, a queer Chinese-Australian artist based in Brooklyn who moved to the United States two years ago to pursue her twin dreams of writing and community organizing. Needless to say, she did not expect her message about wealth redistribution during the coronavirus crisis to gain this kind of traction.

Britney Spears on Instagram: “Communion goes beyond walls 🌹🌹🌹”

PAPER caught up with Zhu to hear more about her writing practice and brand new superstar comrade.

I imagine it has been a crazy past 24 hours.

Yeah, it’s been really intense, and really surreal.

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There’s no possible way you could have predicted that this was how your message was going to get broadcast to the world.

Not at all, not at all. I think — well obviously Britney Spears, she is just such an iconic figure in all of our lives, in all of our youths, in our childhoods. Britney Spears was a very prominent figure in mine — I used to sing and dance to her songs, at talent shows and whatever. So when I found out, I literally dropped my phone, I was like Britney? I was so on it, and grateful, I was like wow she resonated with something I wrote.

I wrote this with the intention of — honestly writing it for myself and my communities, because we are in such a time of confusion, disconnect, and despair that I felt it really important and necessary to write about that for my own sanity and mental health. To talk about togetherness, and to talk about how we are going to cope with all the ongoing shifts. At least in New York, all of my friends got pretty much laid off [due to coronavirus shutdowns]. A lot of people are stressing about rent, basic necessities, and how to live and just kind of carrying all that.

With all that anxiety and confusion I knew I had to write what I wrote, and there were definitely socialist undertones, because in general that is what I do believe in. I really just wanted to write out a message of connection and tenderness during this really chaotic time. And the fact that Britney Spears — somebody whose position and path in life is so different to mine, and yet I have connected to her as a child — I thought that was a really interesting connection between the two of us, the fact that she resonated with something I wrote, while in my childhood I resonated with some things she has done.

mimi zhu on Instagram: “community knows love beyond this isolation. love can be translated in so many ways, no matter where you are in the world. for the…”

How do you think that she found your post?

So the reason that I know is because the way that she tagged is very interesting. So she tagged Refinery29, and Refinery29 a couple of days before that had reposted from me. So, I think she discovered it through them, so she tagged them, I assume she might think that I am a writer for them so she thought that was the source. So there was a little confusion in the mix as to what the original source was, but yeah I think it’s Refinery29 is where she found it.

Right, she was trying to do the right thing, with the tagging and attribution!

Yeah, exactly! And I have not been mad, not been upset, just really been like giggling this whole time. I have seen the image floating around a lot, and that’s when I thought it was important to tweet about it. I was like, “Hey just putting a name and face to the name, so you can find the original work.”

I just think a lot of creative work gets lost in the cloud so I just want to clear that up, provide some clarity. Some Britney stans kind of misinterpreted it as me coming for Britney. But no, that’s not what I am saying, I just think that the original source of work has to be traced. I had a few people say, “Your name’s on the post, what else do you want?” That is just telling of the ways people are not willing to recognize a writer’s work. It still doesn’t trace back to the original source and it doesn’t help uplift and compensate writers, and creative people, or anybody for the work when credit is due. I am not saying she didn’t credit me, I am just saying it is important to trace back to the original source.

On the flip side, I have gotten a lot of support, and people have stood up for me. And people have been really resonating with it, including you, you reached out to me, and I am really grateful for that. People that are actually reaching out to find out what the writer has to say as well.

How does this particular piece of writing fit into your wider practice?

So, I have a newsletter that I have been writing for about a year now. It’s called Write to Heal. As the title suggests, writing is a really powerful way to heal from trauma. It’s definitely what helped me through a lot of personal trauma, assault and violence, but also it’s helped me heal from societal trauma. My work a lot of the time has very frequent themes of radical love, which I learned from my friends. I learned from a lot of grassroots collectives in New York City actually, and they have all really helped me center myself and make my writing about just a radical way of finding hope within these systems, connecting with each other, and finding community. So my writing is all kind of centering in on the ethic of love, and the practice of love, and in creating better worlds for all of us.

mimi zhu on Instagram: “i wrote some affirmations for the lunar new year for the upcoming @yellowjacketscollective queer lunar new year banquet (swipe for flyer)…”

“Comrade Britney” has become a meme thanks to your post. Is it fair to say you identify as a socialist?

Yea, I definitely do. I am Bernie 2020, I have just thought this is so fun, and so funny. Like, using pop culture as a means to talk about radical change is actually really, really cool, and I think it has opened up a conversation that is really important.

And there has been pushback on it too. I really appreciate people saying, “Oh how can you call Britney a socialist when she is rich? When we talk about eating the rich and all of that.” I don’t really have the answers to that but I think the nuances of these conversations, and the ways that they are being brought up are important in themselves.

It’s really interesting, and the three rose emojis thing she posted, I don’t know if you saw that, that was so funny. And the Democratic Socialist party of America commented on that too. I think the ways that this has evolved, and the ways that all of these Photoshop images have emerged, Comrade Britney, I think it’s a moment of hope that we all needed at this time.

We all see our social media feeds, we’re kind of sucked into that right now because what else can we do. It’s all like COVID-19, all the tragedies, the political landscape. So “Britney Spears is a comrade” is a light that we all kind of needed right now. It’s humbling, interesting, really funny, and cool to have been at the beginnings of that and to have written the message that she resonated with.

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People are disappointed with a lot of celebrity reactions to coronavirus. A lot of words, not a lot of action, not a lot of money donated. I think that this was kind of a surprising break from that — comparing this post to the “Imagine” video, for example.

Oh, that was garbage. Garbage. Yeah. I just remember writing the piece and honestly being a little hesitant to write about wealth redistribution because those are strong words with political undertones. Sometimes in my writing I have shied away from doing that. But I think now is such a desperate time that I couldn’t not. I have to say this because it is what we need, it is a necessity at this point.

Rent strike is a necessity at this point, donating, wealth redistribution, in terms of face masks, beds, accessible healthcare, is necessary for the state of the country, of the world. So writing that was taking a risk, personally, but Britney having read that, having seen that and posting it anyway was hella cool, and did way more than the “Imagine” video could have ever done, you know? If the “Imagine” video asked for a donation, or matched a dollar for every view would be doing something but, it didn’t but that’s on them. The celebrities have so much to give, and now is the time to do it and we are waiting.

Yes, I am definitely fucking waiting. Are you familiar with the #FreeBritney movement at all? I think that adds an really intriguing layer to all of this. She is under this conservatorship, so she doesn’t personally have control over her own finances. So, you could read this as a coded message about the conditions of her conservatorship and the fact that she can’t really redistribute her own money.

I had no idea! I am going to do some research into that, because she has already been an icon to me. I have also seen that this is not the first time she has been connected to Marxism. I had no idea about #FreeBritney, but you know what? #FreeBritney for life!

Britney Spears on Instagram: “Close my eyes DREAM AND IMAGINE ✨💋💫”

Free Britney, vote Bernie, perfect.

Right, I mean since she was like a kid, really young, she has been at the hands of all these record companies, and she has been used as a symbol, a face, and a body, you know what I mean. So now it’s a little different, I hope she is doing okay.

Do you have a message for your new audience?

I am really grateful for all the support that I have gotten, I am really happy to have written the message that Britney resonated with, I am really happy to see the ways that this message is reinventing itself.

The ways that it’s providing some kind of hope and tenderness for everybody during this tough time. I think that this was a moment that we all kind of needed, and I needed too, it’s been such a ridiculously surreal moment. I am really grateful, and I hope that we can keep supporting each other, and that we can keep finding hope, and love, and tenderness, and the words that we all really need right now in the art, in the joy and the community and the connectivity that we are finding right now within all of this chaos. Comrade Mimi loves comrade Britney.

You can venmo Zhu @mimizhu

Photo of Mimi courtesy of Brian Vu
Photo of Britney via Instagram

Watch a Short Film About NYC’s Ferguson Protests Scored by Dev Hynes



Aaron Stewart-Ahn directed a short film about the protests that swept through the streets of New York City on November 25. In solidarity with Ferguson, after a grand jury declined to indict officer Darren Wilson, the New York’s protestors, chanting “hands up, don’t shoot” and “no justice, no peace,” blocked off the Lincoln tunnel and effectively shut down parts of the city on Tuesday night. The short documentary film is an “ambient portrait” of that night with a score — a beautiful piano improvisation performed at the Brooklyn Academy of Music — provided by Dev Hynes (Blood Orange). Watch Stewart-Ahn’s moving portrait of the protest, above.

[h/t Pitchfork]

BTS Hung Out at Katz’s Deli, Took Over Grand Central Station

BTS are currently doing the rounds in support of their brand new album MAP OF THE SOUL: 7, which dropped last Friday. They stopped by the TODAY Show on release day, then joined Jimmy Fallon for a special one-hour episode of The Tonight Show. Instead of the typical interview and performance combo shot at 30 Rock, BTS ran all around New York City with Fallon.

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Interviewed during a long subway ride, BTS shared their thoughts on New York City — I particularly enjoyed RM’s impression of a New Yorker: “Hot dog. Coffee. New Yorkers like scarf and [are] like “IM SO BUSY FOR THE BUSINESS” — and what they’d do if they weren’t in a band. The verdict: RM, businessman, V, saxophonist, J-Hope, tennis player, Jin, actor, Jungkook, pro gamer, Jimin, the next Jimmy Fallon, Suga, producer. J-Hope couldn’t seem to resist dancing on the poles for much of the interview. The boys also answered a set of fan-sourced questions, and politely indulged Fallon in “Subway Olympics” games like rubber duck jousting. Kind souls.

Fallon took the band to NYC landmark Katz’s Deli, famous for very expensive, large sandwiches, and the When Harry Met Sally orgasm. BTS seemed respectably confused at the massive size of the portions, the lack of vegetables in the meal, and the massive logs of sausage brought to the table. After the boys were invited behind the counter, Fallon served BTS-made sandwiches to delighted customers.

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When BTS comes to New York, they shut things down. This time, they quite literally closed down Grand Central Station, turning into a stage for first-ever performances of their new smash “On.” The show was full-throttle, complete with a drum line, an army of backup dancers, and choreo that filled the massive space.

Watch it all below.





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Mandy Moore – Fifteen Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Young girl, up early
Wasn’t old enough to drive
Took a trip from Seminole County
With her mother by her side
Next up, New York City
World was falling at her feet
She thought she was making music
But she was only filling seats

[Chorus 1]
No regrets, with a few exceptions
Every wrong turn, was the right direction
Still a part of me
Still a part of me

[Verse 2]
Glowsticks, pink cotton candy
A touch of glitter on her lips
On parade for the radio station
So they’ll play her biggest hits
Missed prom, missed graduation
No college end of Fall
On the road with a boyband, singing
For the people in the mall

[Chorus 2]
No regrets, with a few exceptions
Learning to love all the imperfections
That are still a part of me
Still a part of me
Still a part of me
Still a part of me

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]
Somewhere between the demo
And the lonely public eye
So real, real famous
Without even knowing why

[Chorus 3]
No regrets, with a few exceptions
Every wrong turn was the right direction
Learning to love all the imperfections
That are still a part of me
Still a part of me
Still a part of me
Still a part of me

Movies About Animals – Great Chicago Fire Lyrics

Every motherf**ker has a story
Every motherf**ker’s been somewhere that you will never go
Every motherf**ker here’s an artist
Every motherf**ker here has got to let you know
But every story gives me hope that I will someday have my own

55 is a straight shot home
And the skyline lights remind me that I’m not alone
I’ve made a place here amongst the bars and hospitals
My reflection in the frozen lake stares back at me disapprovingly
As I try to face the winter in these tree-lined streets
And tell myself

New York City would be better
Chicago will do just fine
Even in this shitty weather, it’s all the same
I’ll bite my lying tongue before I say I’ll never go
Back to everything I ever could call home

Started the Great Chicago Fire on the Near West Side
I wish I could stay this amount of drunk all of the time
Damen burned like Rome and Logan saw the smoke
And it has never felt so good to walk two miles home
Started the Great Chicago Fire on the Near West Side
And from there on down to my hometown
The highway was alive tonight
Started the Great Chicago Fire on the Near West Side
And from there we repair and repair and repair

New York City would be better
Chicago will do just fine
Even in this shitty weather, it’s all the same
If we can just survive this winter
We may see the sun again
And that shade of blue you’ll only find over Lake Michigan
Chicago will do just fine
Chicago will do just fine

Chelsea Cutler – Crazier Things Lyrics

[Snippet]

[Verse 1]
I’ve been trying not to think about it, I can’t help it
I know you don’t wanna hear from me, but I am selfish
And it kills me inside that you can drink on Friday nights
And not even pick up the phone
Yeah, it amazes me that you move on so easily
From someone that you once called home

I wish you had enough discipline for the both of us
Just because I don’t know how to turn off the way I feel
I know you always fell out love so damn easily
But honestly, I don’t think you ever had something real

[Pre-Chorus]
Until you met me, drinks in New York City
f**k, you looked so pretty
Think I fell in love before I even knew your birthday
Kissed you on our first date
Somehow I knew someday
This would hurt ’cause I could never let you go

[Chorus]
Oh, I’ll spend my whole life
Hoping your heart is free, heart is free
Oh, I’ll spend my whole life
Hoping your heart is free, heart is free
Oh I’ll spend my whole life
This ain’t part of me, part of me
‘Cause you had all of me honestly

[Verse 2]

[Pre-Chorus]
Until you met me, drinks in New York City
f**k, you looked so pretty
Think I fell in love before I even knew your birthday
Kissed you on our first date
Somehow I knew someday
This would hurt ’cause I could never let you go

[Chorus]
Oh, I’ll spend my whole life
Hoping your heart is free, heart is free
Oh, I’ll spend my whole life
Hoping your heart is free, heart is free
Oh I’ll spend my whole life
This ain’t part of me, part of me
‘Cause you had all of me honestly

Taylor Swift – False God Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
We were crazy to think
Crazy to think that this could work
Remember how I said I’d die for you?
We were stupid to jump
In the ocean separating us
Remember how I’d fly to you?

[Pre-Chorus]
And I can’t talk to you when you’re like this
Staring out the window like I’m not your favorite town
I’m New York City
I still do it for you, babe
They all warned us about times like this
They say the road gets hard and you get lost
When you’re led by blind faith, blind faith

[Chorus]
But we might just get away with it
Religion’s in your lips
Even if it’s a false god
We’d still worship
We might just get away with it
The altar is my hips
Even if it’s a false god
We’d still worship this love
We’d still worship this love
We’d still worship this love

[Verse 2]
I know heaven’s a thing
I go there when you touch me, honey
Hell is when I fight with you
But we can patch it up good
Make confessions and we’re begging for forgiveness
Got the wine for you

[Pre-Chorus]
And you can’t talk to me when I’m like this
Daring you to leave me just so I can try and scare you
You’re the West Village
You still do it for me, babe
They all warned us about times like this
They say the road gets hard and you get lost
When you’re led by blind faith, blind faith

[Chorus]
But we might just get away with it
Religion’s in your lips
Even if it’s a false god
We’d still worship
We might just get away with it
The altar is my hips
Even if it’s a false god
We’d still worship this love
We’d still worship this love
We’d still worship this love, ah

[Outro]
Still worship this love
Even if it’s a false god
Even if it’s a false god
Still worship this love

Lana Del Rey – Looking For America Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Took a trip to San Francisco
All  our friends said we would jive
Didn’t  work, so I left for Fresno
It was quite a scenic drive
Pulled over to watch the children in the park
Used  to only worry about them after dark

[Chorus]
I’m  still looking for my own version of America
One without the gun, where the flag can freely fly
No  bombs in the sky, only fireworks when you and I collide
It’s just a dream I had in mind
It’s just a dream I had in mind
It’s just a dream I had in mind

[Verse 2]
Took  a flight to New York City
I miss that Hudson River line
Took the train back to Lake Placid
That’s another space and time
Where we used to go to drive-ins and listen to the blues
So many things that I think twice about before I do, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m still looking for my own version of America
One without the gun, where the flag can freely fly
No bombs in the sky, only fireworks when you and I collide
It’s just a dream I had in mind
It’s just a dream I had in mind
It’s just a dream I had in mind

[Outro]
It’s just a dream I had in mind

Tory Lanez – Don Queen (Don Q Diss) Lyrics

[Skit: Nicki Minaj & Funkmaster Flex]
—Don’t gotta do that
And Don Q together
Who’s that?
Yeah, yeah, because they was—they…
Who’s that?

[Intro]
Yo, we only doin’ this shit once
It get real frightening, you know?
I get real disrespectful when niggas get neglectful of what we do over here
Highbridge stand the fuck up, yeah
Canada!

[Verse]
Uh, live from the DM, I’m hollerin’ at your BM
We discussin’ which color casket you ’bout to leave in
I did this shit for no reason, I’m lettin’ rookies battle
But how did I get in this battle with A Boogie’s shadow?
Big Apple, New York City, more to pity
How could I beef with a dude only poppin’ in four cities?
I made Forbes with Diddys and sat top floors with 50s
And now I’m fully open, I play the bully on ’em
Call for your squad, you rest, you get decimated
You lookin’ like a Styles P nephew that never made it
Forever hated on niggas like Boogie and me
’Cause we was poppin’ in New York and every hood that you see
The day you beat me will be the day you see see
HOT 97 feedin’ you more lovin’ than they feed me
Don’t let these niggas gas you on that podcast and CC
Highbridge, the Label, but only one of y’all on TV
Only one of y’all’ll see awards and eat with the stars
It ain’t really hard to figure out who I’m speakin’ up for
Now that my foot and knee in the door, let’s talk about it, no walkin’ out it
We ’bout to see Le’Quincy body with the chalk around it
I got the full baggage
You drive a Jeep Wrangler, the basic edition, shit ain’t even the full package
Someone tell Quincy I turn beef into mince meat
Hottest of the century, why did he go up against me?
I show niggas love and hatred niggas wanna throw back
He tempted me but never had this energy for Kodak
You paid DreamDoll for a feature to get the pussy
And somehow you think you fuckin’ with me
The first night I seen DreamDoll I fucked her for free
And now you walk around like somehow you got one up on me
Nigga please, this your brother part
This nigga found Soulja Boy’s Gucci headband and wore it in his cover art
Why battle with A Boogie’s shadow?
Why battle with A Boogie’s shadow?
He ain’t even a chapter, he ain’t even a factor
QP and Bubba touchin’ way more money than him, they ain’t even the rappers
It hurts when you kill a nigga you love
Ironic that the salt thrown from the niggas that’s slugs
Chewin’ these niggas with no ingestion
I got a real message for my brother Quincy, my nigga, it’s time to go get tested
It’s a couple hoes in Starlets I know you infected
You really out here fuckin’ raw with a scrotum infection
And what’s worse is you know it, still you go unprotected
You need to focus on a hit, need to go get a record
See you can find a Don Q in the ho nigga section
Go get injected with whatever medicine you need to clear up
‘Cause them pills ain’t workin’ for every time it flare up
Yuck, I’ma let you breathe on that
I’m really beggin’ that you think about your physical health
You’ll never see your fuckin’ album on a physical shelf
I’ll beat your ass, whip your kid with the belt
You never flipped it to sell
You’re not a hustler, your daddy was a customer
I got the info from your baby mama playin’ nympho
You drive a foreign but them 25 hundred dollar hosts ain’t enough for you to pay those rentals
You a shameless mental, well my aim is mental, fuck it
My whole mood I showed y’all fuck it
My dick, I done told y’all suck it
I’ll punch your fat ass in your stomach
And make everything in it go up it
You wrote a tape for your nigga that died
You made a promise it would pop and that the shit would be live
Hurts that you had to tell my nigga a lie
‘Cause that mixtape flopped and so did your other five
Put the gun aside, my nigga, you ain’t the one to shoot
Big guns, nigga, you got locked for a 22
Pussy gotta keep a gun on his waist
‘Cause you lil’ niggas scared to get punched in your face
Jada said it best, Quincy made his bed to rest
Invest in a better vest
Better for my case, these bullets rather hit your head than chest
Quit actin’ like you the mob
You tryna play Gianni
But you got ran out of Amazura and Avianne
The Bridge is over, The Bridge is over
I got an extra long clip that’ll hit your soldiers
My hand shoot like shampoo hit his head and shoulders
I’ll send his nine year old a Barbie just to send condolence
Uh, not the money on the head
40 minutes on stage can put a hundred on his head
I made so much millis and hundreds of this bread
I can have the whole Highbridge comin’ for his head
Top floor, Glock’s stocked in the top drawer by the 38
Bound to bring Le’Quincy Anderson up to the pearly gates
Your daughter just came from turnin’ eight
And takin’ L’s right in front of her is what you tryna perpetrate?
All this blood make me regurgitate
Don’t let my Bronx niggas move and have to boost up the murder rate
But since we’re goin’ here, I’ll let you know I’m here
‘Cause this record right here’s ’bout to give you more shine than A Boogie ever gave you in your whole career
I spit fire, you from the east side of the Bronx, you just a Highbridge dick-rider
You mad at my nigga Mula ’cause his shit hotter
I know how it feels
Nah, I’m lyin’, I don’t know how it feels
I just know that everywhere I go a nigga know I’m s’posed to be real
And I don’t know how exposin’ me feel, fuck nigga

[Outro]
Just to keep it real, I’m only doin’ this shit with you once
You know, I…. I hope, I hope you enjoyed this shit though
I hope, I hope you take this as a blessing, you know?
This, this is a lot of pay-per-view time you’re gettin’ right now
I know you not used to this, you a little frightened
But it’s okay, my son, you know I still fuck with you, nigga
And you know, I mean, at least off of this, at least the celebrities might know your name now, you know?
Like… I hope I did that for you
Oh, in other words too, you wild ugly, nigga
Wild fuckin’ ugly, nigga
You wild ugly, nigga
Fuck outta here

Anne-Marie – Perfect 2 Me Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks
Do what I wanna
Love every single part of my body
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine
I’m okay with not being perfect

[Chorus]
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (ooh, woah, ooh)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (ooh, woah, ooh)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (ooh)

[Verse 1]
No matter where I go, everybody stares at me
Not into fancy clothes, I’m rockin’ baggy jeans
Gettin’ too close for comfort but comfort is what I need
So I eat my body weight in chocolate and ice cream, huh
Maybe I bite my nails and don’t think before I speak
Don’t fit in any crowd, don’t ever get much sleep
I wish my legs were bigger, bigger than New York City
And I’ll love who I want to love, ’cause this love is gender-free

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks
Do what I wanna
Love every single part of my body
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine
I’m okay with not being perfect

[Chorus]
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I wake up late and don’t even brush my teeth
Just wanna stuff my face with leftover mac and cheese
You know I get depressed, are you impressed with my honesty?
Still I’ll wear what I wanna wear ’cause I’m cool with what’s underneath, mmm
I wanna kiss someone that I’ll never see again
I wanna go somewhere and go there with all my friends
I wanna take my family to go and see Eminem
‘Cause my sister’s been in love with him since like we were 10

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks
Do what I wanna
Love every single part of my body
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine
I’m okay with not being perfect

[Chorus]
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me

[Bridge]
If you don’t wanna wear makeup, don’t wear makeup
If you don’t wanna break up, then kiss and make up
Remember if you wanna, you can go home
You can say that enough is enough, ah
Alright, this is your time
Time for your life to be yours

[Outro]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks (oh, oh)
Do what I wanna (no, no, no)
Love every single part of my body (I love every single part of my body)
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine (yeah)
I’m okay with not being perfect
‘Cause that’s perfect to me

Matt Mays – NYC Girls lyrics

It all started out so easy
11th Street bar downtown
Used to drag the boys out on the weekend
When I heard she liked to come around
Every now and then I’d get to see her
Waltzing in with them eastside boys
She had eyes that could cut through the haze
You could still smoke in bars back in them days

Stop falling for
New York City girls
Stop falling for
New York City girls

So I talked to my main man Kenny
He’s worked the bar there for 100 years or more
When I asked him all about her
He said man what are you doing this to yourself for?

It don’t matter what you do
It don’t matter what you say
She’ll never love you anyway
You’ve got to move on
Yeah you’ve got to move on
Yeah he said yeah

Stop falling for
New York City girls
Stop falling for
New York City girls

Stop falling for
New York City girls
Stop falling for
New York City girls

Loneliness slow dances with darkness
Through the city that never used to sleep
Our ghosts to kiss and ride on the C train
And memories turn into dreams

It don’t matter what I do
It don’t matter what I say
It won’t matter anyway

Stop falling for
New York City girls
Stop falling for
New York City girls
Stop falling for
New York City girls
Stop falling for
New York City girls

5 Seconds Of Summer – Lie To Me lyrics

[Verse 1: Luke]
I saw you looking brand new overnight
And I caught you looking too, but you didn’t look twice
You look happy, oh
You look happy, oh

[Pre Chorus: Luke & Calum]
Flashing back to New York City
Changing flights so you stay with me
Remember thinking that I got this right

[Chorus: Luke & Calum]
Now I wish we never met
Cause you’re too hard to forget
Now I’m cleaning up your mess
I know he’s taking off your dress
I know that you don’t, but if I ask you if you love me
I hope you lie, lie, lie
Lie to me

[Verse 2: Luke]
Sitting under the moonlight, it’s just you and me
If I make to dawn then it won’t be hard to sleep
I ain’t happy, oh
At least you’re happy, woah

[Pre Chorus: Luke & Calum]
Flashing back to New York City
Changing flights so you stay with me
How I must have thought I had this right

[Chorus: Luke & Calum]
Now I wish we never met
Cause your too hard to forget
While i’m cleaning up your mess
I know he’s taking off your dress
I know that you don’t, but if I ask you if you love me
I hope you lie, lie, lie, lie
Lie to me

Singing, la la la la la..
And I know that you don’t, but if I ask you if you love me
I hope you lie, lie, lie, lie
Lie to me

Ulrik Munther – Daughter lyrics

[Verse 1]
Early morning I watch you sleep
Not everyone is as lucky as me
I kiss your forehead before I leave
Soon you’ll be old and forget how it feels
To be young and in love
For the very first time build our home of our own
Have a child … what it’s like
When the sun is begining to rise

[Chorus]
Oh, how I hope that if we have a daughter
She’ll grow up to be like you
If she sometimes takes after her father
That would be okay too

[Verse 2]
We could move to another country
Grow our own food, get a couple of sheep
Or a place in maybe New York City
Right by the Statue of Liberty
Cause I know I’ll be fine
Just as long as I’ve got you right here by my side
There’s no fear in my eyes
So take me wherever you like

[Chorus]
And oh, how I hope that if we have a daughter
She’ll grow up to be like you
And if she sometimes takes after her father
That would be okay too

Owl City – New York City lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m digging through the glove box
I thought I had a map in here
The driver’s door doesn’t lock
I bought the car my junior year
There’s candy in my backpack
And you can pick our soundtrack
We’re heading for the East Coast tonight
So pack your bags and hold on tight
Cause we’re taking off
We’re taking off

We’re taking off

[Chorus]
Run away with me
We’re on the way to New York City
Take my hand and see
Manhattan never looked so pretty
Travel light and see the world right
You’ll never know if you never go so
Run away with me
And say hello to New York City

[Verse 2]
Feet up on the dashboard
We’re driving with the windows down
Did you forget your phone cord?
We’ll buy one in the next small town
Get dinner at an IHOP
A shower at a truck stop
We’ll listen to some Johnny Cash
Take my hand and don’t look back
Cause we’re moving on

We’re moving on

[Chorus]
Run away with me
We’re on the way to New York City
Take my hand and see
Manhattan never looked so pretty
Travel light and see the world right
You’ll never know if you never go so
Run away with me
And say hello to New York City

Run away
Run away
Run away
Run away

[Chorus]
Run away with me
We’re on the way to New York City
Take my hand and see
Manhattan never looked so pretty
Travel light and see the world right
You’ll never know if you never go so
Run away with me…

[Outro]
Stroll the downtown streets
And tell me that you don’t feel giddy
Lady Liberty
Ain’t throwing us a wink or is she?
Travel light and see the world right
You’ll never know if you never go so
Run away with me
And say hello to New York City
Say hello to New York City
Say hello to New York City

Cardi B – Outro (Skit) lyrics

(feat. Lisa Evers)

[Announcer:]
New York City, welcome to Street Soldiers. The hottest talk on radio, hosted Lisa Evers

[Lisa Evers:]
I’m so glad you’re joining us for this episode of Street Soldiers. With us is Cardi B.She also has a new EP called Gansta B. Cardi, thanks for being with us

[Cardi B:]
Yeah thank you very much

[Lisa Evers:]
We really

[Cardi B:]
Thank you for having me

[Lisa Evers:]
We really appreciate it. What do you want people to know about Cardi B? Last words

[Cardi B:]
Be you. Be you. If you wanna be a hoe, be a hoe. If you wanna be a teacher, be a teacher. If you wanna be gay, be gay. Be you

Dave East – Nycha lyrics

(feat. Nas)

[Verse 1: Dave East]
We livin’ life like we stars
Constantly medical come right out them drawers
Deserve a medal for surviving these scars
I’m ducking trifling broads
The gun store ain’t seen a rifle this large
Computer thugs you niggas typing too hard
We backspace and delete a nigga
Them A list parties I never see them niggas
That weed and liquor blurry your vision
You’ll never see the picture
Don’t be defensive
L told me nigga just be consistent
From Little Caesar’s splitting
Niggas change you see ‘em different
Aim for the top though
First class plane to Morocco
The change came I ain’t change
I might cop a Picasso
I’m after bags I’m eating crabs on blocks they will not go
These niggas sad
And you can smell it on me I am not broke
Roll up the nitro
Only coppin’ coke when the price low
In the Maybach told the driver follow where Artie Bike go
Learn survival before you meet your idols as far as I know
This pistol my insurance ain’t no need for calling Geico
Take you to kitchens where they actually cook
Nobody knew you then you had to get booked
Shoot at the car hit the driver
Now the passenger shook
This pack just came in from Cali
I ain’t passing this kush
Remember sitting in the court like damn I’m back in these cuffs
From having arguments with smokers I ain’t have enough dust
Early morning 50 baggies hit the Ave in a rush
We tryna get it might do credit
Just don’t ask for too much
Hundreds we touch

[Verse 2: Nas]
New York City housing authority honor me
Property of the ghetto
Choppers poppin
I should receive a medal for surviving
If you snooze sleep with your snub nose
I did receive a medal from Harvard and rose above those
Obstacle courses where cops and shots will stop you from reaching your full potential
You dreaming life will pinch you
This with no sheet of paper
No pen or pencil straight off the mental
Off the fly
Often they falsify what they been through
I’m on that old flyness
Slidin’ in Benz’s
Minding my business
My time is expensive
My dogs locked down they surviving through pictures

[Verse 3: Dave East]
I could take you to kitchens where they actually cook
Nobody knew you then you had to get booked
Shoot at the car hit the driver
Now the passenger shook
This pack just came in from Cali
I ain’t passing this kush
Remember sitting in the court like damn I’m back in these cuffs
From having arguments with smokers I ain’t have enough dust
Early morning 50 baggies hit the Ave in a rush
We tryna get it might do credit
Just don’t ask for too much
Hundreds we touch

Nikki Yanofsky – Take The A Train lyrics

You must take the “A” train
To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem
If you miss the “A” train
You’ll find you’ve missed the quickest way to Harlem

Hurry, get on board, it’s coming
Listen to those rails a-thrumming
All aboard, get on that “A” train
Soon you will be on Sugar Hill in Harlem

You must, you must take that “A” train
To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem
If you miss the “A” Train
You’ll find you’ve missed the quickest way to get to Harlem

Oh hurry, well, get on board, it’s coming
Can’t you hear those rails a-thrumming?
All aboard that “A” train
Soon you’ll be on Sugar Hill in Harlem

When I’m in New York City, I go see theater
I love N-Y T-shirts, say they love me too
Ha, ha, and maybe I’ll hit the shops on old 5th Avenue
I go sight-seeing, I go see Miss Liberty

Wicked, rent to Legally Blonde
Hairspray, these are my favorite plays
New York, start spreading the news
This is where I’m meant to be

Around there’s so much to see
In New York City
May we a’leave it to the “A” train
To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem, yeah

[Instrumental]

[Scat]

Hurry, get on board, get on board, it’s coming
Can’t you hear those rails a-thrumming?
All aboard that “A” Train
Soon you’ll be on Sugar Hill in Harlem, yeah

Anne-Marie – Perfect lyrics

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks
Do what I wanna
Love every single part of my body
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine
I’m okay with not being perfect

[Chorus]
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (ooh, woah, ooh)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (ooh, woah, ooh)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (ooh)

[Verse 1]
No matter where I go, everybody stares at me
Not into fancy clothes, I’m rockin’ baggy jeans
Gettin’ too close for comfort but comfort is what I need
So I eat my body weight in chocolate and ice cream, huh
Maybe I bite my nails and don’t think before I speak
Don’t fit in any crowd, don’t ever get much sleep
I wish my legs were bigger, bigger than New York City
And I’ll love who I want to love, ’cause this love is gender-free

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks
Do what I wanna
Love every single part of my body
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine
I’m okay with not being perfect

[Chorus]
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I wake up late and don’t even brush my teeth
Just wanna stuff my face with leftover mac and cheese
You know I get depressed, are you impressed with my honesty?
Still I’ll wear what I wanna wear ’cause I’m cool with what’s underneath, mmm
I wanna kiss someone that I’ll never see again
I wanna go somewhere and go there with all my friends
I wanna take my family to go and see Eminem
‘Cause my sister’s been in love with him since like we were 10

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks
Do what I wanna
Love every single part of my body
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine
I’m okay with not being perfect

[Chorus]
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me

[Bridge]
If you don’t wanna wear makeup, don’t wear makeup
If you don’t wanna break up, then kiss and make up
Remember if you wanna, you can go home
You can say that enough is enough, ah
Alright, this is your time
Time for your life to be yours

[Outro]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks (oh, oh)
Do what I wanna (no, no, no)
Love every single part of my body (I love every single part of my body)
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine (yeah)
I’m okay with not being perfect
‘Cause that’s perfect to me

Portugal. The Man – Mr. Lonely (feat. Fatlip) lyrics

[Intro]
(New York City, 1977, here we go)

[Verse 1: Zoe Manville & John Gourley]
Are you living your teens in a shed?
Is growing up giving you the bends?
Is my little sunshine getting jealous of the moonbeams
Feeling gloomy in your bed?
You left your friends where the pavement ends
The road of broken bones begins
Between here and now
There’s glitter falling and a banner that says “welcome to hell”
Make yourself at home but leave behind free will
Can you feel me now?

[Pre-Chorus: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
You know I can’t feel this pain in my heart
Because it’s hard to see it falling apart
Maybe I’m too blind to see why trouble finds me
But if it’s here I’d rather see where it leads
Call me Mr. Lonely

[Chorus: Zach Carothers & Zoe Manville]
You can call me anything, call me if you know me
You can call me king, I got 48 below me
You can call me anything, call me if you know me
You can call me king but there ain’t a lot below me
You can call me king, I’m the king, you wanna know me
But no one calls me, call me Mr. Lonely

[Verse 3: John Gourley]
The stars are falling and I bet they got some stories to tell
Be like long ago when I knew you well
Listen for a change
Can you hear it now?

[Pre-Chorus: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
You know I can’t feel this pain in my heart
Because it’s honestly been falling apart
Maybe I’m too blind to see how trouble finds me
Well if it’s here I’m gonna see where it leads
Call me Mr. Lonely

[Chorus: Zach Carothers & Zoe Manville]
You can call me anything, call me if you know me
You can call me king, I got 48 below me
You can call me anything, call me if you know me
You can call me king but there ain’t a lot below me
You can call me king, I’m the king, you wanna know me
But no one calls me, call me Mr. Lonely

[Verse 4: Zoe Manville]
Do you whisper your dreams to the deaf (hello?)
Deny that it’s all in your head (that thought)
The bitter past sleeps, sitting pretty in a limousine
Lookin’ cruely under-fed (the real king)
Leave your friends where the pavement ends
The road of broken promise begins
Feet, don’t fail me now

[Verse 5: Fat Lip]
Broken promises, alcohol anonymous
Inducted in the hall of fame for vomitin’
I puked around the world, I’m the Duke of Earl
I used to have a girl but she wasn’t happy
She left me naturally, she left with Natalie
They left in the back of a taxi, they was laughin’ at me
So I lit the club, bottles up, poppin’ shit
False sense of happiness, perhaps I’ll take what I get
I guess it’s better than nothin’, right?
Least I got this blunt to light
I’m doin’ what I want tonight
Tomorrow I’m like “fuck my life”
Laugh once, cry twice
I’m bad at takin’ good advice
Man this lonely life ain’t nothin’ nice

Lauv – I Like Me Better lyrics

[Verse 1]
To be young and in love in New York City
To not know who I am but still know that I’m good long as you’re here with me
To be drunk and in love in New York City
Midnight into morning coffee, burning through the hours talking
Damn

[Chorus]
I like me better when I’m with you
I like me better when I’m with you
I knew from the first time, I’d stay for a long time, ’cause
I like me better when, I like me better when I’m with you

[Verse 2]
I don’t know what it is but I got that feeling
Waking up in this bed next to you swear the room, yeah, it got no ceiling
If we lay, let the day just pass us by
I might get to too much talking, I might have to tell you something
Damn

[Chorus]
I like me better when I’m with you
I like me better when I’m with you
I knew from the first time, I’d stay for a long time, ’cause
I like me better when, I like me better when I’m with you

[Bridge]
Stay awhile, stay awhile
Stay here with me
Stay awhile, stay awhile, oh
Stay awhile, stay awhile
Stay here with me
Lay here with me, ooh

[Chorus]
I like me better when I’m with you (yes I do, yes I do, babe)
I like me better when I’m with you (oooh noo)
I knew from the first time, I’d stay for a long time, ’cause
I like me better when, I like me better when I’m with you

[Outro]
(I like me, I like me)
(Look who you made me, made me, oh noo)
Better when
I like me better when I’m with you

DJ ESCO – Psychedelik Smoke Lyrics

[Intro: Future]
What are those arts?
Chiefin’ on some good herb
Esco, 5 up

[Chorus: Future]
Psychedelic flow, smokin’ kush by the pound
Got some girls in my condo, I’ma pimp ’em if they down
Hoe ass niggas wit’ some high-class swagger
I would come to where you at, but I’m on another level
Psychedelic flow, roll some kush, let’s get high
Let the weed take your spirit over and relax your mind
Champagne bubble bath, hope I don’t drown
Let me inhale the smoke, now my head in the clouds

[Verse 1: Future]
Roll up then get some papers
Then roll me up some reefer
I’m still [?] my mind
Go fire me up some diesel
I treat it like it’s legal
Get higher than a eagle
I’m layed up in the crib; me and some mamacitas
We live a life of luxury and everything beneath us
They treat us like some criminals and never thought we’d be here
They can’t even compare niggas like me, I’m out in Egypt
My nigga just went up for appeal, he want his freedom
It’s like George Clint’, P-Funk era, we just on syrup
I keep pourin’ activist codeine, my drink is sterile
I’m a rockstar rapper type nigga, I’m just on steroids
I got pretty New York City bitches, I’m like that A-Rod

[Chorus: Future]
Psychedelic flow, smokin’ kush by the pound
Got some girls in my condo, I’ma pimp ’em if they down
Hoe ass niggas wit’ some high-class swagger
I would come to where you at, but I’m on another level
Psychedelic flow, roll some kush, let’s get high
Let the weed take your spirit over and relax your mind
Champagne bubble bath, hope I don’t drown
Let me inhale the smoke, now my head in the clouds

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Psychedelic kush, that’s that Louie 13
Got some niggas out in New York, send them 20 pounds a week
I be stayin’ medicated, every day I’m meditated
If I’m movin’ too slow, bitch, that probably mean I’m probably faded
Been aound them drugs, but I just stick to marijuana
Niggas get to actin’ up, we hit ’em wit’ the llama
Had me open up, but all these bitches came for Dolla
Niggas tried to sound like me, but they can’t fuck with Dolla
And you know I’m reppin’ Taylor
Homies twistin’ Backwoods, but you know I fuck with papers
I just came from Jungle Boys, the blessed me with the flavors
I would come to where you at, but, lil’ bitch, I’m too major

[Chorus: Future]
Psychedelic flow, smokin’ kush by the pound
Got some girls in my condo, I’ma pimp ’em if they down
Hoe ass niggas wit’ some high-class swagger
I would come to where you at, but I’m on another level
Psychedelic flow, roll some kush, let’s get high
Let the weed take your spirit over and relax your mind
Champagne bubble bath, hope I don’t drown
Let me inhale the smoke, now my head in the clouds

Flatbush Zombies – U&I (feat. Dia)

[Intro: Dia]
Don’t be anxious, or impatient
‘Cause I-I-I want to hold you close and never let go

[Bridge: Juice]
Yeah, she said baby don’t go, but you and I got to be for you and I
This that do or die, po pimp shit recordin’ in the sky
And I get so high that I forgot ’bout last night, right
Yeah, she said baby don’t go, but you and I got to be for you and I
This that do or die, po pimp shit recordin’ in the sky
And I get so high that I forgot ’bout last night, right

[Chorus: Erick & Juice]
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it’s ’cause you’re deep (it’s ’cause you’re deep)
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it’s ’cause you’re deep (it’s ’cause you’re deep)

[Verse 1: Erick]
Ooh, I say we struggle
It’s hard livin’, streets have been unforgivin’
Smoke weed, hold deep conversations with winners
‘Cause these my brothers, love ’em to death
Written in stone, so when I’m gone, they huggin’ our breath
Don’t frequent Hell, Gorillaz-pin on lapel
There’s 6 grams in the blunt, on a mission to find myself
Growin’ and breakin’ ties, cryin’ and savin’ lives
Couldn’t be discontent, temptation arrives

[Verse 2: Juice]
Yeah, I’m patiently waiting
But I don’t really give a fuck if we ain’t in your rotation
I put the heart up on this bitch and can’t nobody take it
Brooklyn niggas, we take it, Flatbush baby, gon’ make it
Check it, but these my brothers, love ’em to death
Written in stone, until I’m gone, we puffin’ the death
No concern, nah, compare us, how?
Cool milli off the merch, SoundScan’s shuttin’ down now

[Verse 3: Erick]
I put the bread down on something I wanted for years
If my brother need some money, man I prolly sell that shit hey
Break it into pieces, ooh wow there it is
Brothers make real beats, bomb lyricist
Brothers look the other way, nothing come to trouble mate
This is why I love you dog, smokin’ at your mama’s crib
My brother not a local, my brother travel continents
No need to find a hotel, my brothers got the couch and shit

[Verse 4: Meechy Darko]
Debra’s only son, he was conceived in King’s County
That was ’89, by ’92 he was already rowdy
Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb, the only child
And his momma workin’ three jobs, one was dealin’ with drama
‘Cause I was wildin’, he used to rarely see his father
They seperated, couldn’t keep his dick in his pajamas
Because he was out there hustlin’, tryin’ to be a provider
Tryin’ to turn a pretty penny into a million dollars
They tell you ’bout my family, that bipolar disorder
And due to karma my first youngin’ gon’ be a daughter
When I was 5, I told my mama I wanted to die
And then we cry, the crazy shit, man, it wasn’t a lie
Man, this life is filled with stress
So much oppressed, call New York City "9"
I sit alone and reflect, took me 28 years to realize that I’m blessed
My gran’ died from cancer, I quit them cigarettes
Weight of world on my shoulder, I just finished my reps
All addicted to drugs, we all addicted to sex
Feelin’ so self destructive, like I’m clingin’ to death
Took my 5 digit check and copped some bigger baguettes
Take a look at my writing, finger charm on my neck
Still in touch with myself, that flashy shit won’t prevail
I really be shopping for happiness, but that shit ain’t for sale
But if you don’t show ‘em then they won’t think you do it well
I heard that blood is thicker than them Atlanta strippers
But these my brothers, they ain’t got real brothers to know the difference
And Erick if I could, I’d give your mama my kidney
‘Cause she’s my momma too
I promise you I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Load .45 Rat-tat, homicide for my niggas
Word up, ’cause you my brothers, love ’em to death
Written in stone, I take my heart and rip it out my chest
To prove to you that it’s Zombie gang, rotten flesh
That’s to the death, nigga—no more, nothing less
True, indeed, Juice, if you ever off or bleed
I’m takin’ care of your seeds, even if that means millions in fees
For custody, she wildin’ out on court, I’m like, "Give that bitch what she needs."
(Order in the court!) Judge please (order!)
I guess I still got alot to maturin’ to do
I know we still got a whole lot of world tourin’ to do
This game is supposed to be locked in, I leak through
Like a real bad pussy pad, watch me seep through
Ooh, it’s Darky baby, a whole different hue
My grand-daddy got 8 balls, come and get a cue
I come from the struggle, motherfucker, get a clue
Headshot, red dot, now make a move

[Chorus: Erick & Juice]
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it’s ’cause you’re deep (it’s ’cause you’re deep)
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it’s ’cause you’re deep (it’s ’cause you’re deep)

Melanie Martinez – PiggyBack (I’m so done) Lyrics

I was three years old
All I wanted was the music and
My parents were doing everything they could
To move away from our place working over time always
While I sat up in my grandma’s project building coloring, ooh

Moved to a small town and started to, started to grow
Poetry written, I’m singing and dancing, ooh
Photographs, painting, cartoons, that’s all I know
That’s all I know, ooh

I have one best friend to this very fucking day
Since we were five years old and I fucking moved away
I wish I never did cause she’s the only one who sees me
For who I really am instead of how many I reach, ooh

Trusted too many fake people while I was still young
Gave them the benefit of the doubt, I was so wrong
I cut them off and they came for blood cause they know
They ain’t getting no more

I’m so done with playing piggy back, ooh
Swear to god I wished y’all all the best, ooh
You’re lying your way to try to gain a piece of me
When you could never come close cause I know my destiny
I worked hard for my shit
Put my love in this shit
Now you’re trying to kill my name for some fame
What is this?
Tried to help you do your shit
Encouraged you to work on it
Was a good friend and you used that to your advantage

Now I’m 22 and I’ve had a crazy year of
Isolation from all the plastic people here
I cannot wait for the day
I can finally move away
Back to New York City where the realest people really stay, ooh

Spent this whole time writing away my heart and my soul
The people I surround myself with have hearts filled with gold
Love and empathy are things that we hold so close
Trying to learn and evolve

I’m so done with playing piggy back, ooh
Swear to god I wished y’all all the best, ooh
You’re lying your way to try to gain a piece of me
When you could never come close cause I know my destiny
I worked hard for my shit
Put my love in this shit
Now you’re trying to kill my name for some fame
What is this?
Tried to help you do your shit
Encouraged you to work on it
Was a good friend and you used that to your advantage

I’m so done with playing piggy back, ooh
Swear to god I wished y’all all the best, ooh
You’re lying your way to try to gain a piece of me
When you could never come close cause I know my destiny

Lady Gaga – Panty Party Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh oh oh
Welcome to the Panty Circus
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Ladies and gentlemen, Lady Gaga (Gaga)

[Verse 1]
Who’s that girl?
Running round with no clothes on
Heels in the ground
Almost famous on the scene
She looks like a celebrity
Who’s that girl?
She’s so shiny
Ain’t no way her waist that tiny
Sequins in her hair
Homegirl doesn’t care

[Pre-Chorus]
Baby shake your fanny, fanny
Let me see them pretty panties

[Chorus]
Oh oh, I lost my clothes but everybody knows
We get naughty, at the panty party
It’s time to get undressed and make it glamorous
Let’s get naughty, at the panty party

[Post-Chorus]
Oh whoah, whoah ah
Oh whoah, whoah ah

[Verse 2]
What are you doing over there?
We’re gonna play in underwear
Spanky pants, curious
Bubble wraper, furious
Who’s that girl?
She’s so pretty
Bet you she’s from New York City
Sequins in her hair
Homegirl doesn’t care

[Pre-Chorus]
Baby shake your fanny, fanny
Let me see them pretty panties

[Chorus]
Oh oh, I lost my clothes but everybody knows
We get naughty, at the panty party
It’s time to get undressed and make it glamorous
Let’s get naughty, at the panty party

[Post-Chorus]
Oh whoah, whoah ah
Oh whoah, whoah ah
Oh whoah, whoah ah
Oh whoah, whoah ah

[Bridge]
Baby shake your fanny, fanny
Let me see them pretty panties
Baby shake your fanny, fanny
Let me see them pretty panties

[Chorus]
Oh oh, I lost my clothes but everybody knows
We get naughty, at the panty party
It’s time to get undressed and make it glamorous
Let’s get naughty, at the panty party
Oh oh, I lost my clothes but everybody knows
We get naughty, at the panty party
It’s time to get undressed and make it glamorous
Let’s get naughty, at the panty party