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JON BELLION lyrics - The Separation

Ungrateful Eyes

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[Verse 1:] I made a hundred grand this year (clap clap, clap clap so what) Still lost, still feeling anxious, still worry 'bout the same shit I made a hundred grand this year (clap clap, clap clap so what) Still lost, still feel depressed like I'm tryna find a way in (Shooi-ooi-ooi-ooi-oo) I'm tryna figure this out, but my God I'm so human (Shooi-ooi-ooi-ooi-oo) And so I turned to my sister and smiled, and asked this question [Hook:] All we wanna know, is where the stars came from, but do we ever stop, ever stop to watch them shine? [x2] Or are we staring with, staring with ungrateful eyes? [Verse 2:] I made a hundred grand this year (clap clap, clap clap so what), still hung up on opinions, still tryna find a way home I made a hundred grand this year (clap clap, clap clap so what), still feel like I'm behind time, still worry where the day goes (Shooi-ooi-ooi-ooi-oo) I'm tryna figure this out, but my God I'm so human (Shooi-ooi-ooi-ooi-oo) And so I turned to my sister and smiled, and asked this question [Hook:] All we wanna know, is where the stars came from, but do we ever stop, ever stop to watch them shine? [x2] Or are we staring with, staring with ungrateful eyes? [x2] [Hook:] All we wanna know, is where the stars came from, but do we ever stop, ever stop to watch them shine? All we wanna know, is where the stars came from, but do we ever stop, ever stop to watch them... Or are we staring with, staring with ungrateful eyes? [x2]

I Know You Know

JUVENILE "Reality Check"
[Trey Songz - singing] Oh, Oh, Oh, Ooh, Oh, Oh Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Oh, Oh put ya feet up in my shoes for a minute shawty peep the way I do how I'm living you steadily trippin, say I'm trickin with the women girl don't make me get to trippin everything is what I'm givin, I know [Juvenile] I know I'm comin home to big fine after my day done all concerned about how I'm feelin and if I ate somethin you always hear the bullshit stories and never say nothin cause all of 'em in search for a man that's why they stay sufferin though you may think I'm from this bitch to the next a nigga be out here tryna get him a check, but I prefer cash for me and you so don't even much get ya nerves bad they want attention and they don't even deserve that girl you miss Juv-E what you think I don't care What you think I'm bout to go sacrifice this shit for that there they wanna catch the biggest fish in the sea-but he ain't swimmin cause he satisfied and ain't lookin forward to other women [Chorus: Trey Songz] I know, you know (I know, you know) just cause they shakin-don't mean I'm takin I know, you know (you know, yeah) just cause they holla-don't mean I follow I know, you know (you know, baby) just cause they throw it-don't mean I'm catchin I know, you know (you know) no matter how long I'm gone-I'm always comin home to you [Juvenile] You gotta believe me, you don't have to police me I be up in the streets makin sure that me and you eat see women try to tease me but I tell 'em be easy my family needs me so I'm goin where my seeds be I can sign ya poster but I cannot intercourse ya they really wanna solider that's why the bendin it over holla at big daddy I'm comin home like I 'ppose ta with a big ole bag of groceries and somethin that we can smoke up we don't need a passion cause me and you is what's happenin they thought we wasn't adaptin now everybody congratin forget all of that yappin as long as we keep interactin and we keep on attractin to each other with a passion [Chorus] [Juvenile] When the big dog is in ya they gon'wanna bother a G wanna leave way at night and come tomorrow with me yup so they can put a nigga business all in the streets out here tellin folks she gotta problem recordin for keeps she got big ?? tryna get me to the place hopin I reconize her curve but I can't even relate now they be at the red light flashin me with they head lights I know how to play it like tell 'em to get they head right I'm not tryna touch her so you can keep ya lil'rubber you too young for me why ya tryna get me in trouble she know that I love her-look we was meant for each other and she gon' act a fool when she with me under the cover [Chorus - repeat to end]

Retro Electro

JAY ELECTRONICA "Attack Of The Clones"
I wanna thank ya For bein so fly (so fly) You didn't know (didn't know) That it was my time They shoulda told ya I am for the people And on my shoulders Carrying the world Say it sir victory is mine oh yeah I tumble like the dice do Stay on the humble like christ do Piss stanzas and shite haikus Since I was a young tyke-u Tried to moonwalk like michael I understood the universal cycles Positive negative neutral Impoverished kids on sedativesll live mutual Where reverends, presidents movies stars cinema-togra-phers And producers, so standardized eduacation in it's current state Is useful, I'm mean useless Pardon the slippage The deadll probably target the jargon as gibberish Meanwhile I'm off in the stars war'n with iblis You see them atoms spinnin You see them waves shimmering You see them wisdoms grinning The masculine energy make em feel feminine I transformed and start assemblin From moab to mendin Sittin bull is twistin sittin ducks like dutches Victory is in my clutches Motherfuckers You can't touch this like hamm and them I'm on auto pilot Sippin pen noir Eatin sal-a-mon Brother with foul in them The son of marilyn Chancellor of hope Sharp like razor Clean like soap The simplest metaphors be the dope They stumblin outta focus I spit that hocus pocus Man these niggas absolutely bogus The cockroach flow is hopeless I'm on they ass like locust In and out the studio The flows unruly so My attack level is way higher than yugiohs My defence level is in the trillions So if you wanna duel Ya rocket better be filled with fuel Cause when you get here, I'll be on the stool crackin booze And you'll be tired from the journey So how you think that you could ever burn me Man these wack niggas don't concern me Bring out the gurneys and summon my attorneys

Masterpiece

JAHEIM "Ghetto Classics"
[Verse 1:] When she walked past the corner store I said hello what's your name she said Tracy Danis hello long hair, tight jeans, and stilletos conversation so good didn't want to let go shorty your a perfect 10 classical like violin I just can't settle for a friend I need to know you more [Chorus:] Your a masterpiece from your head to your feet well educated plus your so complete them other gurls be hatin cause your so unique I love u cause you from the streets how can I be down wit u shoot a couple rounds with you drop the mackin' down on u and love we can do what u wanna do [Verse 2:] I know I saw u round before bouncin on my block I saw u twice shoppin at the mall still lookin sweet and tender u got that smile that I'll always remember I only wanna get together love I'm tryna know u better we can make it last forever I can't get u out of my mind [Chorus:] [Bridge:] Tell me why you tryna play the kid out love stop frotin can a brother take u out some where I gotta lot of quality time to share gurl just say the word and I'm there all I wanna do is maybe hit the clubs have a few drinks grab a bite to eat and head to the crib so I can do my thing gonna have u up under my wimg

Bright Lights, Big City

JIM JONES "Hustler's P.O.M.E. (Product Of My Environment)"
Yea, Turn it up in the head phones Ya Know....like that shit sound like rock music You know what im talkin bout (Uh Uh) Yea, My man Bruno just stepped in You know how we living it up We all gettin money (ha) thats what he like to say Fuck It....Its My Life Nigga [Verse 1: Jim Jones] This is a dream of a hustler (like a nightmare!) I had the butter and the fiends was in love with us (that Fishscale!) We copped the gutta, not a team that could fuck with us! (Dipset!) And word to mother keep the thing in every truck with us Now I was fronting like Rich was, and some of my bit-ches Was going so hard, got some of us sick thugs (SNAGZ!) And minor setbacks got some of us tripped up but The guns we done gripped up so we coming to get ya! And fuck the local authorities (fuck em!) and hope the big boys don't pick up my case (pray for me) Cause for these big toys and these chips, we get chased! (balling!) Playing ball just like the Orioles to get to 1st base (Ya Hear Me!!!) But the....goons on 2nd, bust on 3rd (WATCH IT!) You know they....move with the weapons, get bucks off birds (iT'S CRAZY OUT HERE!) It's like I'm playing Chicken with my life Tryna get this paper moving pitches for a price [Hook: Max B] WE COME TO RIDE OUT WITH THEM NIGGAS BABY WE GETTING FIGURES IT'S BYRD GANG......WE DOING IT BIIIIIG BUT WE TOWERED UP, GET THE REMY I'LL GET A CUP.....YOU SLIPPIN GOOD, CAN I GET A SQUEEEEEZE I DON'T THINK YOU WANT IT WITH THEM NIGGAS CAUSE THEM HAMMERS THEY WONT HESISTATE TO SQUEEZE WE ON THE ROAD, TRAVEL CROSS THE GLOBE.....ALL MY HOMIES UP WITH THIS GETTING CHEEEEEESE [Verse 2: Jim Jones] Look....the nightmares of a trap star (SCAAARY!) With white tees, Nike air's and my fast car (FLOSSIN!) D.A tryna wrap me in the charge (Uptown) But I just bought some V's and a pack in my garage (Ballinnn!) Now....me rapping what's the odds? (whats the odds?) We the last crew standing....DIPLOMATS NOW IN CHARGE! (Byrd Gang) Now.....$300 for the light show (WOOOWWW!) Another hundred on the hand to watch the ice glow (DAMN!) Another 10 grand to watch the dice roll Trying to let you motherfuckers see this how my life go (THIS IS REAL SHIT!) The bright lights and this big city (WOWWW) I'ma live the nightlife until the pigs get me (Come n get meee!!) Range Rove'ing, Big Truck Series (YEAHH) The chain frozen, big chunk jewelry (STUNTIN) White girls say he's all semi cool (What else?) But you don't want to cost him cause he got a short fuse [Hook] [Verse 3: Jim Jones] We live life on reality (TRUE SHIT) And we flip white for a salary (GETTIN MONEY) You might catch us at the light in the lavish V (BALLINNN) But watch them "Blue & Whites" try and grab a G (SQUALLYYY) Making some chips so the hate's getting thick (I FEEL IT!) Watch the world through my tint, smoking haze in the whip (THAT PURRRRPLEEE!) Contemplate, maybe take a little trip (Vactionnn!) Ocean Drive heavy glean in my necklace (WOWW) Call up cabs, rushing drinks out of "Wet Willies" (DAMMNN) "Eu Seuy O Balling" but y'all foolish Getting locked up for crimes and ya lawyer's ain't Jewish! (STUUUUUUUUUPID!) That's why I keep the Turnie's on the tainer (thats right) Cause everytime I turn I'm getting chained up (gettin chained up...THATS THE PROBLEM) They say what they want to search, tryna tame us (FUCK EM) I think they mad we from the turf and we dangerous AND MY WHOLE CREW ICEY WE PLAYING HOCKEY LIKE THE RANGERS [Hook]

World Takeover

JOE BUDDEN "Mood Muzik 2: Can It Get Any Worse?"
[Joe Budden] Whoever thought that, taking over the world would take longer than 3 years I know I didn't shit Matter of fact it ain't, it ain't been 3 years yet Well the takeover is coming I know you hear 'em coming It feel like '03 yet? You in that mood yet?!?! I just like sayin that shit That shit just sound good Jersey! The king of New Jersey World Takeover You got some wanna shoot 'em on site then there's some wanna [scratches] Some wanna shoot 'em on site [scratches] Some, some wanna shoot 'em on site [scratches] Some Some wanna shoot 'em on site then there's some wanna shank me Put him out to dry, you got some wanna hang me Then I pissed 'em off, or made some of 'em angry All I did for this hood I THOUGHT niggaz would thank me And I could give a fuck bout where none of you rank me Him, him, them, son none of 'em ain't me I worked hard to get here, now that I got here They want me gone, they tryna treat Joe like a Yankee [gun shots] (Is this what you want?!) Some wanna shoot 'em on site then there's some wanna shank me Put him out to dry, you got some wanna hang me Then I pissed 'em off, or made some of 'em angry All I did for this hood I THOUGHT niggaz would thank me And I could give a fuck bout where none of you rank me Him, him, them, son none of 'em ain't me I worked hard to get here, now that I got here They want me gone, they tryna treat Joe like a Yankee Mic check 1,2 I say what I mean, I mean what I say what I feel Do whatever I want to Got into something you can't undo I piss in whatever subway your train of thought gotta run through I'm by my lonely, so I might let the hawk show Any block, I double-park, get out and walk slow And nowadays niggaz like listenin to bullshit, its obvious Even Tyra got a talk show Left the Sidekick home, took the old school pager I wanna believe there's no such thing as a hater Do something for somebody, they expect something in return Now there's no such thing as a favor Soon as I stop smoking, blunts come out in flavors I think of New Orleans when I step out in gators (talk to 'em) Some dudes starving, their ribs just keep touchin My shoulder nicknamed me Chicago, I keep brushing E'ry nationwide artist ain't national Rappers appear to be dicks that really vaginal E'ry Capo out there ain't seeing capital And everybody's rationale really ain't rational (oh!) So when I'm toting the 5 I rep Willy's and Jers, I don't need to be on Ocean Drive See the white tee wit my cig lit I'm Larry Brown, New York is fucked up so they signed me to fix shit When beef come I'm never tryna find me a biscuit Late night I'm never tryna find me a quick trick Call me I'll tell you how stupid a bitch get I know they every move, see me on that kid shit They wanna bring harm to you Front like they really got a bond with you Like 'member I went to the prom with you (nah!) Fuck dude got not choice but to bong at you Mans ain't gorilla, so better have King Kong with you He's bitch see the lypo on him Caravan might ride slow on him, mu'fucker I might let this lil red light glow on him Hope he walk round wit Geico on him, mu'fucker Look, pardon you fags, Yea I heard part of your raps It's all wack, how you start to get gassed And this rap shit is like reality TV It's totally different from what it's marketed as Know the game's fucked up, no I can't call it quits Can't knock me down, and I won't fall and trip I gotta just milk this shit for all it gives No chain on but 10 mortgages So naw fam, don't wanna talk or just chit-chat Fell down liftin the pound just from the kick back Dudes got a problem wit me, just a snitch that Ask anybody, I'm the wrong one to get at Get that? She so stupid, I'ma get her talk some of that good phone sex shit we be doin Aight, take me from the mu'fuckin tippity

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