Super American – Samantha’s Song Lyrics

[Verse]
No more rides on Oak Street
Or Frank Ocean on the way to brunch
No more waking up next to you
Like any day I want
No more flowers waiting there
When you get home from work
No more clever little notes from me
That you didn’t deserve

[Pre-Chorus]
I left a picture of Lex and Me
I wish it made you feel something
You said you love that polaroid

[Chorus]
I took my records, I took my stereo
I took my time to put it together
But you preferred your
Stupid Bluetooth speaker
You preferred your
Stupid Bluetooth speaker
You should prefer my stereo

[Verse]
No more perfect kisses
In the Wal-Green’s parking lot
Under the rain
No more trips to California
That we never got to make
No more coffee in the morning
While we let Bob Dylan play
I’m starting to think that
I never knew you anyway

[Pre-Chorus]
I left a picture of Lex and Me
I wish it made you feel something
You said you love that polaroid
Good luck filling this void

[Chorus]
I took my records, I took my stereo
I took my time to put it together
But you preferred your
Stupid Bluetooth speaker
You preferred your
Stupid Bluetooth speaker
You should prefer my stereo

[Bridge]
You don’t have to be this person
But I can’t lie, it f**king hurts when
It’s on my mind, that rainy drive
When we both said “I love you” that first time
I just read your last text to me
I wish you made it mean something, anything
I was your baby boy

[Chorus]
I took my records, I took my stereo
I took my time to put it together
But you preferred your
Stupid Bluetooth speaker
You preferred your
Stupid Bluetooth speaker
You should prefer my stereo
You should prefer my stereo
You should prefer my stereo

[Outro]
Because I wanted to love you for exactly who you are
So I looked you in the eyes and told you all that I adore
And like your hand in my back pocket, babygirl
I loved your flaws
I loved your flaws
I loved your flaws
I loved your flaws

Caroline Smith & The Good Night Sleeps – Hannah’s Song Lyrics

If you listen close
And you hear just right
A sisters words can chew
Through a phone line buzz
Or little boys that cuss
Because they want to know your name

And our lady girl
Who loved the world
But bit a jackrabbit in half;
On her dying day I heard her say:
“If only they were not so fast.”
So just remember that

We are five feet tall
And only skin tied to tired bones by veins
You’re my brother’s hands
And I’m your mother’s face
But you’re only yours to claim
You are only yours to claim

Preludes Original Cast – Tchaikovsky’s Child’s Song Lyrics

[TCHAIKOVSKY]
Hush young boy
Hush now
Put that all out of your mind
And be still

Listen:

I AM NOT MY BODY CHILD
I AM NOT MY MIND
YODEL-DAY-DEE-DAY-HO-DEE
YODEL-DAY-HEE-DO

THIS IS JUST SOME BODY CHILD
THIS IS JUST SOME MIND
YODEL-DAY-DEE-DAY-HO-DEE
YODEL-DAY-HEE-DO

AND THEY CAN WORK AGAINST ME
MY MIND CAN TRY TO SLOW ME
STOP ME
STUNT ME
MY BODY LIKES TO HURT ME
BLOCK ME
HUNT ME
HUNT ME DOWN LIKE A WOUNDED FOX
MADE SLOW WITH BOURBON
MADE FAT WITH CHOCOLATE
MADE LAZY WITH BLINKING LIGHTS

BUT THIS IS JUST SOME BODY CHILD
THIS IS JUST SOME MIND
YODEL-DAY-DEE-DAY-O
YODEL-DAY-DEE-DEE

YODEL-DAY

[RACH]
HEE-DOH

[TCHAIKOVSKY]
YODEL-DAY

[RACH]
HEE-DOH

[BOTH]
YO-DAY HEE-DOH-DEE-DAY
YODEL-DAY-HEE-DOH-DEE-DAY

[TCHAIKOVSKY]
YODEL-DAY

[RACH]
HEE-DOH

[TCHAIKOVSKY]
YODEL-DAY

[RACH]
HEE-DOH

[BOTH]
YO-DAY HEE-DOH-DEE-DAY
YODEL-DAY-HEE-DOH-DEE-DAY

[TCHAIKOVSKY]
SOMEWHERE DEEP INSIDE
GOD IS HIDING

Joe Bachman – A Soldier’s Memoir (ptsd Song) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’ve been home about six months now
And I still have my doubts
I’m not sure how I got here
Or how I’m gonna get out

My mama says I look the same
As I did before I left
But if she could see inside of me
It would, scare her to death

[Chorus]
I can still taste the powder, from the barrel of my gun
And I can hear my sergeant screamin’ “Run soldier run”
I can feel the backpack on my shoulder, God it weighted a ton
And I can see death in every single thought
They taught me how to put that uniform on
But I just can’t get it off

[Verse 2]
Last Saturday they honored us
In a small parade downtown
And when they set off those fireworks
I nearly hit the ground

While they smiled and cheered for us
All I could do was stare
Cause half of me is here at home
And half of me is back there

[Chorus]
I can still taste the powder, from the barrel of my gun
And I can hear my sergeant screamin’ “Run soldier run”
I can feel the backpack on my shoulder, God it weighted a ton
And I can see death in every single thought
They taught me how to put that uniform on
But I just can’t get it off

[Bridge]
Yeah there’s no end in sight
Cause’ even though I’m home now
I’m still fighting for my life

[Chorus]
I can still taste the powder, from the barrel of my gun
And I can hear my sergeant screamin’ “Run soldier run”
I can feel the backpack on my shoulder, God it weighted a ton
And I can see death in every single thought
They taught me how to put that uniform on
But I just can’t get it off

Young Thug – 1st Song Lyrics

[Intro]
Woah! Jeffery
Possibly I took some broads, aye
Jeff!
Aye aye aye aye

[Verse 1]
I just wanna smash on the first day
I just wanna smash on the first day
I just wanna smash on the first day
I just wanna smash, I’ma smash
Smash like a smash gang
Smash in my Balmains
Smash while I’m switching lanes
Smash in your maintain
When you smash you gotta maintain
Gotta smash on your main thing
Fuck her hard like my main dame, aye
I’ma smash, I’ma remain
The best that she ever saw, the best that she ever did
The best that she ever fucked, the best that she ever kissed
The best that she ever sucked, the best thing she ever did
I’ma be the best thing she ever did
Oh, oh, oh!
Prince and Michael Jackson on my jacket, gucci [?]
She bad, I make her badder, dead fresh without a casket
Hermes on my belt, no no no wrangling, no no ratchet
Smith & Wesson glocky, I’ma keep a fucking ratchet, aye
I just wanna smash
Best thing then I’m happy, yes
Buy her everything, make sure she happy, yes
Rollie-ro-ro-rollie with the Patek, yes
Got her [?] then designer sex
I’m gon’ fuck you like no other, nothing like the rest
I’ma battle with you through everything with no flesh
If I promised I’ma marry you, you ain’t gotta rush
Oh!

[Chorus: Young Thug & Sonyae Elise]
I’ma make sure that you ball with your feet up
(He gon’ make sure that I ball with my feet up)
Turn you up, I never lost with your feet up
(Turn me up, I never lost with my feet up)
Buy you diamonds, [?] with your feet up
(Buy me diamonds, [?] with my feet up)
She pregnant with my daughter with her feet up
(She pregnant with your daughter with my feet up)
Yeah, with your feet up (Ohhh)
Aye, with your feet up
Aye, with your feet up
Aye
Ohhh, with my feet up
Ohhh, with my feet up
Oh yeah, with my feet up
With my feet up
Feet up
With my feet up, nigga
Help me with my feet up, yeah
I be riding-riding-riding with my feet up
That’s my nigga, he gon’ make sure that they keep up
He gon’ make sure that they always gotta catch ’em
I don’t fuck with niggas, we be out there catching
I be rolling-rolling-rolling with ’em, yeah
I’m with boy-boy-boys sipping [?]
With my feet up

Nasty C – 031 Song Lyrics

Nasty C – 031 Song Lyrics

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[Hook]

I’m from 031, I repre-fucken-sent
Teeth on freeze like, “Bitch don’t take another step!”
Not my problem that you wasn’t heaven sent
Blessed.. Check.
(Oooh shit!)
You know my daddy raised me well
(Oooh shit!)
Touch my lunch, I’ll ring your bell
(Oooh shit!)
I’m doing better, can’t you tell?
(Oooh shit!)
I’m doing better can’t you tell?

[Verse 1]

I just overuse my visa, yea eh eh eh eh
I’m a real O.N.E, I represe-e-e-e-ent
My kicks are costly but I get em on their ne-e-e-e-ecks
Wait a second, in the hills, that’s my adre-e-e-e-ss

Bitch I came up, from the dust & the mud (woo!)
Sir, I’d get up, take the buss, go to hustle (woo!)
Please forgive us, we came from nothing it was rough
Watchu mean “Take the crust & the crums”?
What the fuck?

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I want all the bread & the spread, until then, I won’t rest
Guess who just fled from itchy beds to a pent
Yes, I was stressed & depressed now I’m blessed
& I don’t forget to send a cheque back to my nest

[Hook]

I’m from 031, I repre-fucken-sent
Teeth on freeze like, “Bitch don’t take another step!”
Not my problem that you wasn’t heaven sent
Blessed.. Check.
(Oooh shit!)
You know my daddy raised me well
(Oooh shit!)
Touch my lunch, I’ll ring your bell
(Oooh shit!)
I’m doing better, can’t you tell?
(Oooh shit!)
I’m doing better can’t you tell?

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[Verse 2]

I started off winging it
Took it serious, now I got a minute in it
I got me a vision & committed to defending it
Eh eh eh eh eh
Spittin must be in my lineage, Oh shit!

Me & my dawg, we predicted this, we spoke this shit to existence
Every day, we was consistent
To set it straight, we’re fucken magicians
When they told us “Dream of something we could live with, more realistic”.

Watchu mean? I don’t follow
And i didn’t, I was on one
I was buzzing, I was starving
Rap was callin, I responded
I was certain, I had purpose
I was nervous
I was scared, but the city that I left
Said I had to represent

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[Hook]

I’m from 031, I repre-fucken-sent
Teeth on freeze like, “Bitch don’t take another step!”
Not my problem that you wasn’t heaven sent
Blessed.. Check.

Nasty C – 031 Song Lyrics

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