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Mamacita

태양이 타올라 하얀 달이 뜨는 밤
여길 감싸는 짙은 tension
I wanna stay tonight
 
서투른 네 표정에 그 몸짓까지
말하고 있잖아 넌
아찔해져가는 너의 감각마저
혼란스럽다면 내게 맡겨
 
점점 더 깊게
Touch Me Like That Woo
점점 더 세게
빠져들어가 다시는 헤어날 수 없게
 
기다린 순간 지금이야 All Right
네 모든 것을 다 걸어봐
Show me what you got
 
나를 불러줘
Call Me Like That Woo
Cause I’m your
MAMACITA Call Me I’m your
MAMACITA I’m One and Only yeah
 
제 정신을 차리기엔
늦었어 이성을 더 잃어가
날 잡은 이 손 놓지마
좀 더 깊어지는 시간
 
상상 이상의 끌림 다른 건 필요없어
그 누가 방해 못하게
우리 둘만 아는 그 곳으로 Oh
 
관심 없는 척 No 이미 알잖아
내가 원하는 건 너야
I want you to be mine
 
점점 더 깊게
Touch Me Like That Woo
점점 더 세게
빠져들어가 다시는 헤어날 수 없게
 
기다린 순간 지금이야 All Right
네 모든 것을 다 걸어봐
Show me what you got
 
나를 불러줘
Call Me Like That Woo
Cause I’m your
 
Tu mano En mi mano
De todo escapamos
Tu mano En mi mano
 
Thrill Me Baby
Ale
Que sera sera
내 마음대로
 
점점 더 깊게
Touch Me Like That Woo
점점 더 세게
빠져들어가 다시는 헤어날 수 없게
 
기다린 순간
지금이야 All Right
네 모든 것을 다 걸어봐
Show me what you got
 
나를 불러줘
Call Me Like That Woo
Cause I’m your
MAMACITA Call Me I’m your
MAMACITA I’m One and Only
MAMACITA Call Me I’m your
MAMACITA I’m One and Only yeah
 

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Lord Randal

O where ha you been, Lord Randal, my son?
And where ha you been, my handsome young man?
I ha been at the greenwood; mother, mak my bad soon,
For I'm wearied wi hunting, and fain wad lie doon.
 
And wha met ye there, Lord Randal, my son?
And wha met ye there, my handsome young man?
Oh I met wi my true-love, mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm wearied wi hunting, and fain wad lie doon.
 
And what did she give you, Lord Randal, my son?
And what did she give you, my handsome young man?
Eels fried in a pan; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm wearied wi hunting, and fain wad lie doon.
 
And wha gat your leavins, Lord Randal, my son?
And wha gat your leavins, my handsome young man?
My hawks and my hounds; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm wearied wi hunting, and fain wad lie doon.
 
And what becam of them, Lord Randal, my son?
And what becam of them, my handsome young man?
They stretched their legs out and died; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm wearied wi hunting, and fain wad lie doon.
 
Oh I fear you are poisoned, Lord Randal, my son!
I fear you are poisoned, my handsome young man!
Oh yes I am poisoned; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm sick at the heart, and fain wad lie doon.
 
What d'ye leave to your mother, Lord Randal, my son?
What d'ye leave to your mother, my handsome young man?
Four and twenty milk kye; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm sick at the heart, and fain wad lie doon.
 
What d'ye leave to your sister, Lord Randal, my son?
What d'ye leave to your sister, my handsome young man?
My gold and my silver; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm sick at the heart, and fain wad lie doon.
 
What d'ye leave to your brother, Lord Randal, my son?
What d'ye leave to your brother, my handsome young man?
My houses and my lands; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm sick at the heart, and fain wad lie doon.
 
What d'ye leave to your true-love, Lord Randal, my son?
What d'ye leave to your true-love, my handsome young man?
I leave her hell and fire; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm sick at the heart, and fain wad lie doon.
 

Thought & Prayers

[Chorus]
No thoughts
No prayers
Can bring back what's no longer there
The silent
Are damned
The body count is on your hands
 
[Verse 1]
Smile for the camera
Another politician bought
I swear I heard another shot
Cash another payment
Red all on the canvas
It's murder on the campus
Another press conference
Nothing gets accomplished
The suit is an accomplice
Money is the motive
The war is on the street
Watch history repeat
 
[Chorus] x3
No thoughts
No prayers
Can bring back what's no longer there
The silent
Are damned
The body count is on your hands
 
[Verse 2]
They lobby for the violence
It's a governmental shakedown
Welcome to my breakdown
Bulletproof backpacks
They wanna arm the teachers
I think I saw the reaper
Fear is good for profit
Deregulate the casket
They're lying to the masses
How much will it take
Till you get buried in the coffin
That you make
Heavens sake
 
[Chorus] x3
No thoughts
No prayers
Can bring back what's no longer there
The silent
Are damned
The body count is on your hands
 
[Bridge]
Turn off all the lights
No body make a sound
Ashes to ashes
We all fall down
Are we out of time
Can we turn this all around
Are we out of time
Will we all fall
All fall down
 
On your hands, on your
On your hands, on your hands
 
[Outro Chorus]
No thoughts (no thoughts)
No prayers (no prayers
No thoughts (no thoughts)
The body count is on your hands
 
No thoughts (no thoughts)
No prayers (no prayers
No thoughts (no thoughts)
The body count is on your hands
 

Demons

My heart is weak
Tear it down piece by piece
Leave me to think
Deep in my structure
I think I still love her
But I need some sleep
You've taken my breath away
Now I want to breathe
Cause I cannot see what you can see
So easily
 
I thought my demons were almost defeated
But you took their side
And you pull them to freedom
I kept your secrets and I thought that
You would do the same
 
Leave me in peace
Caught in my memories
Lost underneath
Deep in my structure
I feel a rupture
From where she should be
You've taken my breath from me
Now I want to breathe
Cause I cannot see what you can see
So easily
 
I thought my demons were almost defeated
But you took their side
And you pull them to freedom
They know my secrets and won't let me go
Won't let me go
 
I thought my demons were almost defeated
But you took their side
And you pull them to freedom
I kept your secrets and I thought that
You would do the same
 

Broke and Stupid

[Intro]
First, we're affected by what we know
When I talk to the kids in high school classes, college classes
That's the first thing I tell 'em
Get the information while you're here
Nothing worse than being stupid when you get out of school
So get the information, being broke is bad
But being stupid is what's really bad
And what's really, really bad is being broke and stupid
 
[Verse 1]
Uh, this the shit I dreamed about when I was only four
Sugar, water, mac and cheese, we were broke and poor (Yeah)
Court evictions, landlords never show remorse
Now I'm in the building, when they greet me, they gon' hold the door (Yeah)
I never needed your acceptance, this is my destiny
I made devil's work and turned it into God's blessings
Can't knock me off the block, this is not Tetris
Life lessons, I learned tables turn, that's my assessment
They told me to be patient, but I need to flex (Woo)
I'm so famous, I could finally hit JAY-Z direct (Yeah)
I might hit up Drake, and tell him to send me the jet
I might drink Cîroc with Puff, if he send me a check (Word)
Lot of squares in my family, I could see the stress
Bunch of crabs in the bucket tryna eat my flesh
I ain't nothing like you niggas, I don't even rest
I don't sleep until I see success, I wish you the best (Joyner)
I ain't on no hating shit, I just want to get rich (Word)
I don't do relationships, I don't want to commit
Lot of bitches did me dirty, ain't talked to me since
And now I'm insecure, closed off, but that's hard to admit (Word)
I'm just thinking about the days you were making me jealous
Can't rain on my parade, when I'm made of umbrellas (Woo)
Fuck it, they don't phase me, I don't stay in my feelings
Thought money would change me, but it changed all my niggas (Facts)
I just bought a Lamborghini and painted the ceiling
I ain't bragging, I'm just happy I made me a million
ADHD, I was slow, now they label me brilliant
I'm proud of niggas like HOV, he made him a billion (Yeah)
I hope I'll never go broke, tryna break through the ceilings
Fifty thousand on the low, I might make an appearance (Yeah)
This that shit that made them kids run away from they parents
Nigga, I'm breaking your spirit (Woo)
I told myself: 'If I go out, then I'ma light my wrist' (Boom)
If I die today, I'm happy for the life I live (Blah, blah)
And my son is only three, he be like: 'Mama rich'
Told him: 'Go outside to play, just be inside by six' (Ayy)
I done made my niggas proud, ye ain't gotta love me (Good)
Give a fuck about your opinion, only God could judge me (Blah, blah)
I don't even write on paper, I just write on Tully (Woo)
I'ma hire an assistant to make her write it for me (Ayy)
This is me against the world, that's the mood I'm in (Goddamn)
Hop up out the fucking pussy like I'm new again (Woo)
I remember they was calling me a hooligan
In special education, I just might go back to school again (Woah)
Only hit it once, then I make her leave (Woo, woo)
We ain't cuddling, I need some space to breathe (Woo, woo)
If she fuck me good, I let her stay to three (Woo, woo)
No, I'm not your man, but we can make believe
Okay, you got a ass, that don't mean a thing to me
Stop acting like a brat, bitch, I ain't Jermaine Dupri (Woo)
These pussy niggas talkin' 'bout what they gon' say to me
And they gon' beat me up, I told 'em that's some shit I'd pay to see (Stupid)
 
[Interlude]
And what's really, really bad is being broke and stupid
Nothing much worse than that, unless you're sick
Like sick, broke and stupid
That's about as far as you can fall, unless you're ugly, right?
But surely that would be the ultimate, right?
The ultimate negative life: ugly, sick, broke and stupid
 
[Verse 2]
I turned my life into a movie, bitch, I think I'm Rocky (Yeah)
I can't even wear my jewelry now, they think I'm cocky (Ayy, ayy)
I know that I got myself if I ain't got nobody (Buh, buh)
Just bought a pistol, I just hope that it ain't got no bodies (Brat)
You gon' have to pay the price, if you get wishy washy (Woo)
This a Talladega Night, I think I'm Ricky Bobby (Bah, bah)
My advice: quit the music, get a different hobby
All you lil' niggas sound the same, just a different copy (Woah)
And I bow my head and pray for this (Woo, woo)
Yeah, I spill my guts and made a mess (Woo, woo)
Shit, I ran on Mars and made a wish
Yeah, I stand on cars like Jaden Smith (Yeah)
And I ball so hard, I sprain my wrist (Bah)
If I shoot it, then I ain't gon' miss
Loyal nigga, so I ain't gon' switch (Woo)
Blew my money at the strippy, it don't make no sense
Broke and stupid, shit will never be the same again
 
[Outro]
And what's really, really bad is being broke and stupid (Stupid, stupid)