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JON BELLION lyrics - The Separation

NewYorkSoul

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Bottle of red, bottle of white My dad sent to me the other night In the box there was a postcard just for fun Saying everyone is proud, we miss you son See my mother on Skype Hear my sisters through postcards they write Watch my niece grow through Instagram Yeah, around the world my body will roam, but my soul's in New York My soul's in New York Light creeps in the hotel from the sun All the homies left a voicemail from the pub Thinking of you, we'll pour out a beer But God damn, Jon, we wish you were here See my mother on Skype Hear my sisters through postcards they write Watch my niece grow through Instagram Yeah, around the world my body will roam, but my soul's in New York My soul's in New York See my mother on Skype Hear my sisters through postcards they write Watch my niece grow through Instagram Yeah, around the world my body will roam, but my soul's in New York My soul's in New York

I'm In Here

JJ DEMON
[Hook] I'm in here Can anybody see me? Can anybody hear? [Kyle Lucas] I'm in here, can you hear me screaming? Can you hear, I think I need it My voices in my head just keep on feeling so I feed em' Now the code ain't got me leading These hoes just keep on leaving Leaving a hole inside my v-neck about the radius of phoenix Now I'm puffing Arizona, rolling up two J's like I'm Demon Demonic to the meanest shit, I'm hot just like my region I've been sent to murder beats, I got these whack rappers grieving Now they calling me a monster, okay bitch we ain't agreeing Just a diabolic pot head, the product of hydroponics I'm possibly psychotic, the partialist of my problems God I'm shaking like it's parkasins With fire like an arsonist A narcissist? Not really, because really these chicks are on my dick She blew on my harmonica sorta like she was Monica Lewinsky on her knees Until I bust her like a tommy gun All this chronic's really just anonymous with all this fun I'm a fucking pop star with hot bars all in one [Hook] I'm in here Can anybody see me? Can anybody hear? [Demon] Can anybody hear me? Yo, I'm in here Poison is bent Venomous I am a gentleman Up in your skirt like women's tennis at Wimbledon Half of you are the simpleton type Hyping your chest up, asking for my number You can 1-800 get fucked Collect dust, you busted, you'll never humble me Phone buzzing in my yellow jacket, I am the bumble bee Skinny jeans on, don't be afraid of the future I see a lot of snakes here, like I'm getting head from Medusa Yeah, I'm in here, come in, comment on the mic Steady ready for drama the yeah, we're alike German engineering, I'm unsafe, any speed Your rap's got no legs, call me the centipede I don't even know if you're ready for me I'm a murderous mad man in a straight sweater the haunts Freddy's dream I'm on anything, Kyle stood in my way You're peanut butter and jelly, so bad end to your day [Hook] I'm in here Can anybody see me? Can anybody hear? [Syd Vicious] Yeah I'm in here Flow tighter then women's swim wear We run rap, nigga We've done that and been there I'm limitless, with no little pill So nigga chill Fells like I gotta have niggas killed To get a deal, with the skill, I want the scrilla in the phoebus Don't cooperate I make my killers come and see ya They so cold they keep their non-milles in the freezer I run with a pack of gorillas like I was ceaser Busting in wherever you stay fighting Kicking the fucking doors in like the U.K riots Duct tape around your mouth, making you stay quite They started swinging and robing like the was Bruce Wyane's side kick No batman will be stack grams from rap jams They're getting ghost, pat scram, I'm Pacman All my dogs crazy, they need kat scans Going peanuts for that bread until the mat jams [Hook] I'm in here Can anybody see me? Can anybody hear? [Spoken In Background] At the feet of every enemy, sin will be defeated, death will be defeated, pal will be defeated, the devil that is strong will be filed down.

Empire State Of Mind (Part II) Broken Down

ALICIA KEYS "The Element Of Freedom"
Ooooh, New York! Ooooh, New York! Grew up in a town that is famous as a place of movie scenes Noise is always loud, there are sirens all around and the streets are mean If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere, that's what they say Seeing my face in lights or my name in marquees found down on Broadway Even if it ain't all it seems, I got a pocketful of dreams Baby I'm from New York! Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York! These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork! On the avenue, there ain't never a curfew, ladies work so hard Such a melting pot, on the corner selling rock, preachers pray to God Hail a gypsy cab, takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge Some will sleep tonight with a hunger for more than an empty fridge I'ma make it by any means, I got a pocketful of dreams Baby I'm from New York! Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York! These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork! One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams, all looking pretty No place in the world that can compare Put your lighters in the air, everybody say Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! In New York! Concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York! These streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork!

Kingdom Come

JAY-Z "Kingdom Come"
[Intro (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)] I don't know what life will be in H.I.P. H.O.P. Without the boy H.O.V. (I will be, I will be) Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah) So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah) When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be) When kingdom come, I'm ready (I will be) When kingdom come (Yeah, yeah) I'm ready (Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!) [Verse 1: Jay-Z] Now everywhere I go they like HOV you back Up out the corner office out the coldasack Where's Iceberg Slim he was the coldest cat Get your swag back daddy where your focus at Got to admit a little bit I was sick of rap But despite that the boy is back And I'm so evolved I'm so involved I'm showing growth, I'm so in charge I'm C.E.O. and yeah going god I'm so indebted, I should have been deaded Selling blow in the park, this I know in my heart Now I'm so enlightened I might glow in the dark I been up in the office you might know him as Clark But, just when you thought the whole world fell apart I - take off the blazer loosen up the tie Step inside the booth Superman is alive [Chorus: Jay-Z (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)] (I will be) The King Of New York (I will be) New York Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah) So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah) When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be) When kingdom come, uh huh (I will be) Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah, yeah) So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!) [Verse 2: Jay-Z] I hear "hurry up Hov" when I'm out in the public Cause niggas like it, you love it; We be it, you're of it You breathe it, we need it; bring it back to the hustlas Had to dust off the Hammer, dance - can't touch this C'mon playboys, bring the cars back out Cause ya boy Hov is back, you know them broads coming out Got 'em dancing on the bankhead, like they from Bankhead Fuck Cristal, so they ask me what we drinking I thought dudes remark was rude okay So I moved on to Dom, Krug Rosé And it's much bigger issues in the world, I know But I first had to take care of the world I know I'm from the bottom, so I still feel em from the bottom Underdog before my cape, still couldn't stop him Flash Gordon when recording, spark the light in the dark Peter Park, Spiderman, all I do is climb the charts [Chorus: Jay-Z (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)] (I will be) The King Of New York (I will be) New York Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah) So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah) When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be) When kingdom come, uh huh (I will be) Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah, yeah) So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!) [Verse 3: Jay-Z] Just when they thought it was all over I put the whole world on my back and broad shoulders The War-Hova, but who you know took over tracks like that Guess what New York, New York - we back And I ain't never been afraid of a drought Since I was six, seventeen been getting money down south Bout it, bout it, Master P Ask the nigga Pimp C, ask my homey Bun B I run the streets the streets don't run we Y'all run, we chill still waters run deep I repeat, sing a long with me I run the streets the streets don't run we Ladies saying where you been Superman? When niggas spending ten million in media on my hands The Bruce Wayne of the game have no fear When you need me just throw your ROC signs in the air, yeah! [Chorus: Jay-Z (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)] (I will be) The King Of New York (I will be) New York Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah) So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah) When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be) When kingdom come, uh huh (I will be) Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah, yeah) So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!)

Candy

JESSICA SUTTA
Ain't nobody watching us when the lights are off You know I know, You know I love it when you dirty talk Ready for you now, just close this space Yeah, let's get to it, baby, face to face Whatever's clever, I'm down Let's make this some night to remember Get down Then come and push upon it You got the green light, So, here's your chance Body to body, we'll dance When I hear my song tonight I'ma give my life, I'ma work, I'ma strut Disbelieve your eyes, oh yeah Tastes like candy, (la-ti-la-ti) Tastes like candy 'Cause when the music's loud And I hear that sound Feel the bass in my chest I'ma break it down, And it tastes like candy, (la-ti-la-ti) Tastes like candy (la-ti-la-ti) Wanna make your heart pump Gonna make you sweat You're in for a big surprise I look better wet I'm ready for you now to leave your mark In the dark, baby no holds barred Whatever's clever, I'm down Let's make this some night to remember Get down Then come and push upon it You got the green light, So, here's your chance Body to body, we'll dance When I hear my song tonight I'ma give my life, I'ma work, I'ma strut Disbelieve your eyes, oh yeah Tastes like candy, (la-ti-la-ti) Tastes like candy 'Cause when the music's loud And I hear that sound Feel the bass in my chest I'ma break it down, And it tastes like candy, (la-ti-la-ti) Tastes like candy (la-ti-la-ti) Once we stop there'll be no interruptions (la-ti-la-ti) Take your time, 'cause there's no need for rushin' (la-la-ti) Ooh, (la-ti-la-ti) Ooh, (la-ti-la-ti) When I hear my song tonight I'ma give my life, I'ma work, I'ma strut Disbelieve your eyes, oh yeah Tastes like candy, (la-ti-la-ti) Tastes like candy 'Cause when the music's loud And I hear that sound Feel the bass in my chest I'ma break it down, And it tastes like candy, (la-ti-la-ti) Tastes like candy (la-ti-la-ti) (la-ti-la-ti)

Quality Control

JURASSIC 5 "Quality Control"
[Jurrasic 5 Together] Ayo my quality control, captivates your party patrol Your mind, body, and soul For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explode Big, bad, and bold b-boys of old Many styles we hold, let the story be told Whether platinum or gold, we use breath control So let the beat unfold, intro on drum roll We be the Lik like E, Tash, and J-Ro We harass niggas like we was the po-po We can rule the world without Kurtis and still Blow Finesse, from SP to Casio Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so If you don't know us by now you'll never know You set that mood when we groove and prove a show The name of the game is survive and prove your flow You can't out take Jurassic syllable Cause it's survival of professional radio Stop and comprehend and heed the words of my pen Survival of professional poetical Highlanders [Zaakir] (Soup, you plan on rocking something fierce) Oh, am I Zaakir's the name, the A.K.A. super The verbal acupunture from the dope old schooler I used to be the brother for others that used to dumb on Now they be the lovers of brothers that can't front on Put me in the mix, LP 12-inch SP, the elegant, poetic pestulence I'm carbonated, the Fanti-confederated Highly commemorated, and the most celebrated For connecting it (Word!) Like verb subject to the predicate Plus I got the etiquette To keep it moving, and showing cats how it's done Cause it's the verbal combat, position number one [Mark 7even] We keep it beaming like a beacon, if it's clearance that you're seeking Whether black or Puerto Rican, people back us when we're speaking We got the kind of rhymes that get you ready for the weekend (To the mass amount of legions that came for party pleasing) Our temperature is freezing all kind of different regions The rhythm is the reason you're checking for what we've done Please son, our thesis, will rip your crew in pieces Your rhymes ain't right, homeboy, you ain't in season [Jurrasic 5 Together] Ayo my quality control, captivates your party patrol Your mind, body, and soul For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explode Big, bad, and bold b-boys of old [Charlie 2na] Yo, yo, well it's the angelic man-relic clan repellent My plan parent manuscripts withstand bullets Flashing like a Japan tourist, we command pure hits While you cramming to understand these contraband lyrics My fam submits to pray, 5 times a day Climbing into your mind with live rhyme display J5 finds a way to remain supreme Coming verbally Hardison as if my name was Kadeem [Akil] Ayo my team Dreamworks without Spielberg or spill words Communicate from the Earth throughout the universe I transmit, transcipts, transcontinental lyrics Deeply rooted in your spirit Up, I love the power of words, nouns and verbs The pen and the sword, liquid stick on award No folklore or myths in my penmanship The Panther Scholar Warriors is what I present, uh Verbally decapitating those against a Jihad (foreign language) words make sense You gots to get up on your vocab, you gots to have vocab Letters makes words, and sentences makes paragraphs [Akil] Yo, I make the pen capsize, the verbal with the planted eyes Planning knives ever pair that I utilize Spit juice, crack blood from your tooth Inflict truths, speak Allah's 99 attributes [Charlie 2na] You baby MC's drink Pedialyte My underground doesn't like you, the media might But we the defeat will change that As we bridge gaps in this lyrical grudge match, brothers we slug back [Mark 7even] Yeah, we bless tracks with the help of a raw rap Inprinted like poor tracks all over your brain rack My mental maneuver will clear and steer right through ya We Grand like Puba, understand that we move ya [Zaakir] Ayo, my rhythm reveal rollercoaster real deal Revolutionize with active build I plant my dreams in the field and wait to harvest my skills For the starving MC, hungry trying to get a meal [Jurrasic 5 Together] Ayo my quality control, captivates your party patrol Your mind, body, and soul For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explode Big, bad, and bold b-boys of old

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