Dom Kennedy – Free Breakfast Lyrics

[Intro]
Same thing (yeah)
Back and forth
Same thing
Same thing
Back and forth it’s the same thing

[Verse 1: Dom Kennedy]
You love me then you hate me, then you love me (hah)
My eyes ain’t on rap, it’s the country
Shit, Hillary Rodham was the 45th
Until ya’ll let em know niggas true intents
Fuck your advance money, I made her dance for me
Benz ashtray full, I’m half baked
Still can’t believe I crashed the cabriolet
Layed up in the bed watching Training Day
Two gats like Lonzo, take that
You wanna be from LA, you gotta pay a tax
To me I’m brown skin but they call us black
Get caught slippin, you gon’ take a nap
Police ain’t the only one with handcuffs
Dunkin’ on niggas and get the And-One
Yeah, real men water they plants, bruh
Serve free breakfast like a Panther

[Chorus]
You better watch them niggas that’s close to you
And make sure they do what they suppose to do
Cause you know they been thinking bout
Never personal, nowadays it’s the ways

[Recitative: Cuzzy Capone]
Yeah, you know
Everybody come from somewhere different
But at the end of the day, we all in the same struggle

[Verse 2: Cuzzy Capone]
Yeah, daily I be on my paper route
I graduated from that vacant house
I was sellin’ rocks on a dirty couch
Slauson Ave, where motes don’t make it out
I had to hustle back and forth
Making plays off of granny porch
Louboutin sneakers with the khak’ shorts
I’m a product of the street but I ain’t ask for it
My pockets full of dead presidents
All the hating is irrelevant
God’s gift, yeah I’m heaven sent
We risk our life just to pay the rent
You [?]
Part of South Central where they kill men (East Side)
We take a lot of losses but we still win
Nowadays ain’t no such thing as real friends

[Chorus/Outro]
You better watch them niggas that’s close to you
And make sure they do what they suppose to do
Cause you know they been thinking bout
Never personal, nowadays it’s the ways
Yeah
How far you go in life, it’s all based on your decisions
For what it’s worth, keep living
You better watch them niggas that’s close to you
And make sure they do what they suppose to do
Cause you know they been thinking bout
Never personal, nowadays it’s the ways

Buddy – Trouble On Central lyrics

[Verse 1]
Just so good at being in trouble
Spending my days out in the ghetto
Mama say that I need to be careful
Going downtown on the blue line metro
A car overheated indicated for the rental (shit)
Broke down Chevrolets sitting on central
Turning on my headphones looking out the window
Lauryn Hill playing, it could be so simple
Damn, I just can’t wait ’til I get on
What the hell is taking so long?

[Chorus]
I wish I had a girl by my side
Wish I had a brand new ride
I wish I had a light
I wish I had a private flight
I wish upon the stars sometimes
I wish I had a ride
I wish I had the finer things
I wish you wasn’t so Cobain
I wish I had you (shit)
And I wish I wasn’t stuck on Central

[Verse 2]
Just so good at being in trouble
Spending my days out in the ghetto
Papa say that I need to be careful
Heard a nigga just got popped at the Arco
Pros on the hoes stro junkies on narcos
Long Beach Compton to South Central
Damn, I just can’t wait ’til I get home (shit)
That’s when a cop had pulled me over

[Chorus]
I wish I had a girl by my side
Wish I had a brand new ride
I wish I had a light
I wish I had a private flight
I wish upon the stars sometimes
I wish I had a ride
I wish I had the finer things
I wish you wasn’t so Cobain
I wish I had you (shit)
And I wish I wasn’t stuck on Central

[Outro]
I wish I was in control
Really wish I wasn’t stuck on Central
I still got so far to go, yeah
Won’t be stuck here, not for long
Just hold on, hold on
Work late nights and early mornings
I’m on it, I’m on it
Trouble on Central with the homies
Oh no, oh no
Pretty soon we gon’ take control
Just wait on it, wait on it

RJmrLA – 50 (Mrla Album)

[Hook 1]
50 bands when I’m walking out
Got the .50 cal when I’m walking out
They don’t frisk me down ’cause I’m balling out
Give me 50 bands or I’m walking out

[Verse 1]
50 bands when I’m marching out
Them new strips they be hard to count
They stick together when it’s large amounts
We gone fuck the streets do it doggy style
400 more summers now OMMIO had to bust it down
They was sleeping on us turned Pacquiao
Like a Houston game brought the Rockets out
LA where the fuck you at?
ATL where the fuck you at?
New York where the fuck you at?
Detroit where the fuck you at?

[Hook 2]
50 bands when I’m walking out
Got the .50 cal when I’m walking out
They don’t frisk me down ’cause I’m balling out
Knock your bitches down swear thats all about

[Verse 2]
I told karma if I pay for it just bring me back my change
This .40 on me like leg warmers help me run the shit I’m Usain
My new bitch she don’t know me know me
But I knocked her off my name
Down south back to South Central, I swear they all the same
New Orleans where the fuck you at?
Bay Area where the fuck you at?
I’m in your city where the function at?
I told her don’t forget where I fucked you at

[Hook 3]
50 bands when I’m walking out
Got the .50 cal when I’m walking out
They don’t frisk me down ’cause I’m balling out
I need 50 now when I’m walking out

The Riff Off (From “Pitch Perfect”) letras

She had dumps like a truck truck truck
Thighs like a what what what
All night long (all night long)
Let me see that thong
I like it when the beat goes da nam da nam
Baby make your booty go da nam da nam (baby)
Girl I know you wanna show
That thong thong thong thong thong

Shake shake shake
Shake shake shake
Shake your booty
Shake your booty

Shake shake shake
Shake shake shake
Shake your booty
Shake your booty

Shawty had them apple-bottom jeans
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low
Low low low low

TJ, can you handle this?
David, can you handle this?
Clay, can you handle this?
I don’t think they can handle this
I don’t think you’re ready for this jelly
I don’t think you’re ready for this jelly
I don’t think you’re ready for this
‘Cause my body’s too bootylicious for ya babe
I don’t think you’re ready for this jelly
(For this jelly)
I don’t think you’re ready for this jelly
(My bootay)
I don’t think you’re ready for this
‘Cause my body’s too bootylicious for ya babe

I like big butts and I can not lie (no lie)
You other brothers can’t deny (I won’t)
When a girl walks in with an itty-bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung
Wanna pull out tough
Not what matters you know what does?
Courtship and chivalry
I’ll take you to a nice hot meal
And I’ll tip the waiter

I went sky-diving
I went rocky mountain climbing
I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu (yeehaw)
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And

I dug my key into the side (to the side) of his pretty little souped up four wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats

Making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces pass and I’m homebound

We are never ever ever
Getting back together
We are never ever ever
Getting back together
You go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, talk to me (talk to me)
But we are never ever ever ever
Getting back together

What’s love got to do, got to do with it
What’s love, but a second hand emotion
What’s love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken

This is how we do it
I’m kinda buzzed and it’s all because
(This is how we do it)
South Central does it like nobody does
(This is how we do it)
To all my neighbours, you’ve got much flavour
(This is how we do it)

Girls should know you better watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing, that thing, that thing

That girl is poison
Never trust a big butt and smile
That girl is poison

Here we go yo
Here we go yo
So what so what so, what’s the scenario
Here we go yo
Here we go yo
So what so what so, what’s the scenario
Here we go

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain

I got all I need when I got you and I
‘Cause I look around me and see a sweet life
I’m stuck in the dark but you’re my flashlight
You’re getting me, getting me through the night