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JON BELLION lyrics - The Separation

Jim Morrison

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[Hook:] This young boy is a problem You should call it in Yeah, he's kicking down the Doors Jim Morrison This young boy is a problem You should call it in And he's kicking down the Doors Jim Morrison... Jim Morrison [Verse 1:] Abbey Road and Blueprint playing on Vinyl With the hippy flower princess, Born in Ohio Chats with label presidents about my goals And that's before 23, damn straight I'm so Michael [Pre-Hook:] The teachers said I'm nothing But Kanye gave me college And they feel me down in Brooklyn Yeah, I'm feeling very Christopher Wallace Roll me up that Mr. Marley Take a pull and kick some knowledge Ask my father, getting money is hereditary Will Smith bitch, I am feeling legendary [Hook] [Verse 2:] Brews with Chris Zarou, we at the Four Seasons Got my mother crying for the right reasons Cute english reporter tells me I'm steamin' I reply that "I'm just blessed to be eating" [Pre-Hook] [Hook]

U.n.i. Verse At War (Feat. Common)

THE ROOTS
Intro: Common Yeah, U.N.I.Verse at war U.N.I.Verse (when you and I verse) at war motherfucker We gonna do this Chi-town style (verse at war) Illadelph, you know how we get down You know the business (Illtown illanoid) Bringin it straight to your chest (comin thru with the iller category) Yessah, hah, yeah (preacher man with the Com) Break it down one two (we about to drop a bomb, check it) Chorus: 2X When you and I verse at war (U.N.I.Verse at War) And your verse at core, for what you thought before Steppin up into a zone you should never explore The next level or, level of the whole conceptor Verse One: Check it, rappers Get on the mic talk about cars and clothes Sounding like hoes Ain't been exposed to the foes of most disciples I'm from the state that is Ill, the rap son of man Rotated down to Phil, to say what I feel Get it off my burnt chest, my word becomes flesh War, going on between the West and the East of the land, niggaz don't own a piece Grease is the word, Murray slides some pimp oil to me My lady friend sneaks my beer in the movie Throw your hands in the air, if you the true and living Beware, the new world order, the devil's new religion Sent my homey to the number two division Sellin bootleg movies, got my VCR on a evasive maneuver Be that as I chooses, drinkin tropical it's just sittin at a table with sophisticated bitches Nah that ain't nothin I would call my mother Nor do I call every nigga my brother Gotta have Black Thought, it's sorta B like Malik So don't Question a Brother, to the Roots I get deep Verse Two: Yo, enter the last era Your scholarship into the world of politics and mascara, we operate within this artificial op-era I bring hip-hop terror like the Fuhrer The Ace Ventura into the horror Laboratory laborer, venture beyond the border I'll struc-ture a style destroy your whole aura Plus you're a-drenalin'll rise before your eyes and mortalize, my image hit the skies Deceive the devil in disguise My music I parenthesize Represent the wise, do this be how we enterprise Kid no compromise (yeah, yeah) I'm thinkin fast like drama Dyin I wear your mind away like Alzheimer I pull a mic up out my bomber big up to Bahama The A-O this year we leavin em in trauma Then after me, I plan to leave behind, the legacy or history of the family, the fifth dynasty For humanity, to bear witness to this Del-val-syllable stylist You know the time kid Chorus 2X Verse Three: Yo, the general flows, kids compose on tablet Expose how they was average and they thoughts not rapid Here comes the hot package, through your block like traffic The rock was typed graphic now watch the mic blast it Shootin at the stars with emphatic rap static See the mirror shatter from thoughts, I'm bustin back at it The Lieuten-ant, the ele-phant, sippin automatic Mic, rippin asiatic, architects out to have it The turn of the century, the planet's like a penitentiary exaggerated, niggaz is livin highly medicated I Used to Love but now she violated Hip-hop holocaust and camps, old champs are concentrated They outdated and incarcerated Loved and appreciated hated and very debated For every career created was eliminated And that's the way the balance of yin and yang related Verse Four: Common As the block is de-vine Niggaz swing on in a safari Wild niggaz, like I'm high on latari Some let the block block they mind if they could see what I see Get out the city for a sec be at the places I be Hey, I'ma be back on the deck, opening Business in places for you to cash your check My, neck of the woods ain't all good ain't all bad You can live in the burbs, and still get had The sad part about it niggaz had houses on the lake They tryin to move us out, the land we ain't appreciate For peace we skate, crackers we roll or player hate Call each other cuz cause of how we relate I see way too many Cadillacs with dope man plates Through the wind and blow-ups, is how niggaz communicate Harmonizing through beeper and reefer The city got my peoples in a sleeper, talk is getting cheaper Chorus 4X

Granite Tops

JACK & JACK
Yeah yeah yeah yeah Alright check me out! No I don't claim to know the struggle 'Cause I've never lived it but Life for me hasn't always been photogenic and perfect Only I can make my own self determined Not a parent, a preacher, a teacher, Jesus or verdict could overturn This will power that I got burnin' So deep inside of me trying unecessary like cursive And no my parents aren't divorced My pops never vanished They act like since I've always had granite tops That I take this shit for granited, dammit That isn't further from the truth Who gives a damn if I was brought up astute? They say "You don't have the financial problems all these real rappers do and you ain't even bustin' caps in dudes" And just because I have a passion for rappin' The world expects me to? Now that's the stupidest thing that I've ever heard I'm just gon' flip em' the bird I'm wakin' up in the early morning hours A powerful work etchi's so unheard of in this day And age I'll make my way regardless of the haters hatin' Envy is a shameful trait Sometimes I feel there's no escape from the scrutiny and judgements And really Theres not it's gonna keep comin As long as long as the youngin' is buzzin' Ah, So I just accept it and laugh And as much as I love the cash it's so much deeper than that Bein' iconics what I'm striving for while sleeping I snap into a new reality within my dreams And then I wake up to the exact same thing 'Cause recently my life is flipped 180 degrees I was never the most confident of my friends I remember down in my basement Sammy, Big Mikes and Biggs They made me rap for em' Threatening me with shit if I didn't Lowkey makin fun of me as I spit You know how it is Probably thinking to them selves "you better stick to your day job" But now the jokes on them 'Cause that's exactly what this is Yeah Gettin the types of girls I used to not Kinda goes to show as an example How I'm used a lot But no I'm not complaining 'Cause no I didn't got the moral compass of the gods Honestly sometimes I fuck up I'm just a human Sometimes I'm out until the sun's up But that's just how it is when you're young buck Livin' on my own only 18 Don't really like the clubs much I'd rather chill and puff one But that's besides the fact Hip hop head claiming I can't mess with em' 'cause this or that And they're viners and they have young girls for the fans But man at least those girls love me just for who I am I, I guess they'll never understand it's aight

Advanced Communications

ATMOSPHERE "Headshots: SE7EN"
[Slug] It's always good to have that extra reinforcement... Looking forward to it (Very much so) Looking forward to it (Very much so) Looking forward to it (Very much so) Take my hand (Advanced communications) Take my hand (Advanced communications) Take my hand (Advanced communications) The candles flicker, you handle your liquor The nerves quiver, wish my band had some stickers that I could give ya Blistered, from a, endless list of complaints Tainted, consumed, fainted in a room full of paint fumes Fell naked, but tell me how far can I take it Ingrained in my brain, hold the pain like it's sacred Snow fall covers all, that's immobile I try to bring the plow, but it tends to come out boastful Kill the sayer-hatin', and kill the flavor-fakin' Partake in that forsaken game, FUCK YOU and your neighbor's sake Now waken [Beat slows down] The early bird apprehends the circuit Gotta catch the train, ma, gonna join the circus [Beat changes] [Chorus: Slug (Repeat 2x)] Call it love, call it skill, call it what you will, I don't give a fuck just call us up so we can build [Slug] Yo, I got your interest, pessimistic, guinea swined Over exerted emotion to he point of feeling fine Inner mind travel: when I awoke, the feet hurt Scared to drive, scared to fly I wrote the speaker wired When the rival is desired I'm smiling at the fire that's contrived in and inspired in the eyes of desire When it cries, "Take me higher!" I look across the globe and fantasize of what's dope and drop my low Set baby, with the head gravy Better get lazy, cause if you step, you get wrecked baby Yet maybe I should feed'em line like trout Put my rhymes in they mouth, that's what I'm about Truth be told not from the new or the old I'm from the now watch me while I make your whole crew explode Super nova style, hold your pin to the mat From the grin to the chin to the limbs to the back In a fist full of steel I express how I feel Blinded by work searching for the best kind of deal Gotta find the angle in a circle of hopeful Apply a choke hold and set the locals running in ovals [Chorus: Slug (Repeat 4x)] Call it love, call it skill, call it what you will I don't give a fuck just call us up so we can build [Slug] Advanced communications Sluggo! Yeah, this is Aaron Umm, newel, I mean, I mean, yeah I mean, like uhh, I don't have anything in the mail yet, man And I'm like, eager to do my verse again and stuff because because I've been taking testosterone pills Umm...so like, hi Where is it? Give me a call And, uhh, if you caught me last weekend on your phone from my cell, umm, yeah I was kinda, piss loaded drunk and stuff, and I can't even remember what I said But my girlfriend had to remind I called you Anyways, nifty huh? Peace out, honkey, bye-bye End of message

Maintenance

AESOP ROCK "Daylight"
[Aesop Rock] Count that for me...thanks [Robotic voice 4x] One, two, one, two, three, four [Aesop Rock] Well any asshole with a book of matches can light a fire fresh Make that sucker burn for days, I'll be impressed Circlin past the culture's bigot, procreation baked in advanceable Then ball and scurry up the grass to roll his marbles off the anthill I know gerth and nature but recognize absentee ballot And sappy ballads couldn't fill the void This game's in the giant Tugboat Complex and HE'S ANNOYED! (No one's asking you to feel the narc, brother!) Hmm, it's fashion I'll find my own bullies to shake a finger wrapped in Realigned mine knives in divine justice Plus this uncontrollable laugh with those ample waves of brain finally crash Brimstone clone with legs and dim poems Ten little Zen crafts Things cooperate like paper dog participants litigans Picket well or ride or burner style clinic Acid with the basics P-H imbalance to burn the malice martyrs spaceless Then fabricate daytrips I want to be the halo that jumps off the brain Of the genius who decided some pictures deserved frames (God and I are on a first name basis) Yeah I call him God, he calls me Jesus When I lost my religion, he fell to pieces Blade, dragon, up hell's creek Interrupting a devil pagent Starfighter settling to madness I keep my ghoul spirit concealed Until the warriors return to the Coney Isle Wonder Wheel [Chorus 4x] My momma told me there'd be days like this Days like this, days like this, days like this (yes she did) [Robotic voice 4x] One, two, one, two, three, four [Aesop Rock] Okay, tell me who you chill with and I'll tell you who you are I walk a mile with a leash attached to your freak seminar It's a modern sensation on the boulevard of maintenance To sweep your broken hopes under the rugs then hug the playpen This revolution pushing through the loose pins and a strait jacket A maverick classed in a bunk category They had him parallel with a tattered glory division (I could devil drink dreams out of thermos) Yeah, with a whiskey afterburn It's like, nine o'clock wake (I'm up) spit obscentities My girl ties on my cape, smoke a bone then work my dental tree The clear day's laced with a classic mother nature thunderchaser set That got my papergrain's wings wet Voyeurist amendments lack expansive coverage in the syllabus I dance with shuckles while you man the keyhole grilling code I've done my chores according to God's schedule With coffee holding the wheel and nicotine working the pedals Metal edge kings that tends to rapel the pebble Kettle screaching out the operetta I live to autograph the iron curtain with doveback feather pens Spurting magma, cursing television urns to burn until my Cleopatra Minor (Major) dispersed slap on the wrist For the tennants lacking the arms to harbor the rarity of thick friendship Stuck with a "Yes sir" Change of fatigue to ankle Each beneath the angle I'ma call home until the rock meets the angels [Chorus 4x] [Robotic voice - repeat to fade] One, two, one, two, three, four

Money Comes And Goes

Mase "Welcome Back"
[Ma$e] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Get money, make money Why's it always got to be about some money Ha, ha, ha, ha Cause I was born to have it You satisfied [Chorus 2X] In my life, money comes and goes Money comes and goes Even when it's movin' slow I ain't afraid to spend it cause it comes and goes [Verse 1: Ma$e] See the charm is global, the ice on my arm is oval Money stacked in the back like it's Barnes and Noble I know a girl Colorado, half of mulatto Said I was hollow till I bought her a Murado Some call me Ma$e and some call me Dolla Some came to hate and some came to holla Followed by a mode,l I ain't even cop a bottle See me GP and I ain't even hit the throttle Mansion not listed, y'all got me twisted Only young boys shop at the district I hop out of big things rocky wristed Now everybody thinking I'm domestic Uh, grown mine, I need to chrome mine Y'all go lease, I need to own mine I stay so fresh I need my own line So if money involved I need a hundred for mine [Chorus] [Verse 2: Ma$e] I know the pros and the cons to the smoking dons See I'm laid in the shade to the Boca rotund And people wanna beat me with they open arms But could it be my Rolls or my frozen arm I'm like whoa man, mind I remember, I fear no man Put chicks on the floor like a slow jam With God on my side I fear no man, I'm deprogrammed It's like I don't really care what another man think Love to spend many so I understand Money in the bank so I understand Excuse me miss your standin' on my mink My rock so big it jams up the sink You can't call me sissy cause my whole hand pink Enough ice in this to make a man blink You think I care about what he think Here we go [Chorus] [Verse 3: Ma$e] Now you be the middle man, I'ma be the money man This flow right here, I know you don't understand Power to get wealth, part of the covenant I'm not your man, don't front me about your government Y'all do it y'all way, I'ma do it God's way Forget the house I put a million on the driveway Clothes every spendin' winnin' dressed up in funny linen Grinnin' while I spendin' givin' to men and women Oh we back we cool we friends again And we gonna get some lunch Oh we back we cool we friends again And you ain't seen me in sixty months I know how you stunt, I'm hard to distort You know my face so it's hard to resort Garage, lookin' like a rob report House, one hole away from a golf resort [Chorus]

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