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DMX In Vegetative State After Overdosing On Drugs

DMX is in a vegetative state at a New York hospital following a drug overdose.

The New York rap legend reportedly overdosed on drugs at his home on Friday night at approximately 11 pm. TMZ reported that he was rushed to a hospital in White Plains, New York, where he is currently admitted to the critical care unit. While some sources are saying he has some level of brain activity, doctors are cautioning that he might not make it as he remains in a vegetative state.

DMX drug overdose also reportedly triggered a heart attack. The former Ruff Ryders frontman has battled drug abuse for many years and has even opened up about how he believed he became addicted to drugs as early as age 14.

“I didn’t smoke cigarettes, I didn’t smoke weed, I didn’t do anything, I’m 14-years-old,” DMX recalls in an interview. The rap icon revealed that he was at a birthday party when his close friend tried to pass him a blunt which he refused because he didn’t smoke.

“He came back with a blunt rolled up. And as I’m counting the money, he passed the blunt,” X said while adding that it was Ready Ron who passed him the blunt that time, and he obliged and took it. “I was no longer focused on the money. I’ve never felt like this. It just f***ed me up,” he said.

DMX questioned why his close friend would do something like that to someone he looked up to and revealed that a monster was born that day, something he called a blessing and a curse. The blessing be it likely helped him to become one of the most successful and recognized names in hip hop of all time, and the curse being his lifelong battle with substance abuse.

In February 2016, DMX overdosed on drugs where he became unconscious and was rushed to a hospital. In that incident, police officers had to administer CPR because the rapper had no pulse when they arrived on the scene. DMX associates denied that the incident was too placed.

In October 2019, DMX checked himself into rehab following another relapse. He had been doing good since that rehab stint but has apparently relapse once again.

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Young M.A – Successful Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, ooh-ooh
Yeah, ooh, ooh-ooh
Yeah, ooh-ooh, ooh
Yeah, ooh, ooh-ooh
That’s what we doin’
I don’t even gotta say I’m the Queen of my city no more, man
They know I’m the Queen, man, they already [?] that
Yeah, man

[Verse 1]
I could never lose, what you thought?
Bitch, I’m the Queen of the New York
It’s Red Lyfe, I’m a big stepper (Big Stepper)
I bleed when I walk, big flexer
This is chess not checkers (Uh-huh)
All my checks up
When they talk down, tell ’em, “Bless up” (Bless up)
I ain’t givin’ no lecture (No)
Cognac got me chargеd up like a Tesla (Hmrrr)
Foot on they nеcks, pressure (Pressure)
So many people let me down, why would I let up? (Why?)
Can’t trust these Philly niggas, nah, it’s a set up (Nah)
I can’t trust these pretty bitches, M-O-B forever (Mob)
Yeah, my heart told me, “Fuck love, get your shit together” (Uh-huh)
Yeah, and when you take a couple L’s, you gon’ win forever (Hmm)
Give up? I’ll never (I’ll never)
I don’t give a fuck what you did first, I probably did it better (Uh-huh)
Yeah, six years independent, winnin’, will it end? Never (Never)
I’m a livin’ legend, even when I die, I’ma live forever (I’ma live forever)

[Chorus]
I’m one word with ten letters
Successful
I’m one word with ten letters
Successful

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I’m God’s gift but that boss shit
I’m the big devil (I’m the big demon)
Can’t trick me, if she a gold digger
I’m the big shovel (She the big Treesh)
I like a thick bitch with a thick bank
And a thick schedule (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Yeah, and I’m the shit, bitch
And ain’t shit changed, just a different level (Mm-hmm)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m one word with ten letters
Successful (Mm-hmm)
I’m one word with ten letters
Successful

[Verse 3]
And I’m top ten, and if you think otherwise
Suck my dick (Shhh)
I got it locked and I’m locked in (Uh-huh)
We cut different, I am not them (Not them)
This Red Lyfe and we tied in
They got me and I got them (Red Lyfe)
He say I’ma go to Hell for all of this sinnin’
Well, let rot then (Uh-huh)
It’s time off for your niggas when I put the time (Huh)
No handouts, I put the grind in (Huh)
Got in my bag and I got rich when I climbed in (Hmm)
They clock out when I clock in (Huh)
‘Cause I’m the big spitter
Only competition I would probably have (It’s what?)
It’s a twin sister

[Outro]
La-da
Oh-oh, yeah

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Freddie Gibbs – Stripes Lyrics

Run dmc, run dmc, if I’m riding low key I got that d on me
And nigger we don’t care cause nigger life ain’t fair
They got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the…
Run dmc, run dmc, if I’m riding low key I got that d on me
And nigger we don’t care cause nigger life ain’t fair
They got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the…
Got dmc, run dmc, run dmc, run dmc
And nigger we don’t care cause nigger life ain’t fair
They got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the…

Yeah, stay on the cruise so… stick up to stick man
357 to the… bitch I hope you picked up a dinner plan
Got that out your… 250 grand
Don’t let hair… straight from new york in my nigger minivan
Scuze me mister officer I been thinking about popping you
So you better not search this car I’m so high I’m off… I promise you
I won’t go back to jail, seem like every time nigger try to make a sell
These bitches go back and tell
This shit here fresh off the scale, white bitch 10 bricks and a m3
When I’m done bring down let’s go, I’ma beat that shit like a mp
Say they murk me for 10 g,… shit don’t offend me
The hair strike… rap shit, I run d and I mc

Run dmc, run dmc, if I’m riding low key I got that d on me
And nigger we don’t care cause nigger life ain’t fair
They got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the…
Run dmc, run dmc, if I’m riding low key I got that d on me

And nigger we don’t care cause nigger life ain’t fair
They got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the…

I don’t even use the door, I just pull another round
Only… shit, look like a…
… about to give it a massage,
I whip them bitches 2 at time, yeah, I’ménage
Car full of bags looking I’ve been shopping
… across the street, I think the motherf*cker’s watching
Oh well, gotta it, this why I cook it
This the cooking channel get a nigger some to looking
We’ve been riding all day, that’s why my name is just tommy
Save for the night cause my neighbors might own me
Riding so dirty, made the birds take a bath
When it dried off, it was a bird in the hatch

Run dmc, run dmc, if I’m riding low key I got that d on me
And nigger we don’t care cause nigger life ain’t fair
They got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the…
Run dmc, run dmc, if I’m riding low key I got that d on me
And nigger we don’t care cause nigger life ain’t fair
They got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the…
Run dmc, run dmc, if I’m riding low key I got that d on me
And nigger we don’t care cause nigger life ain’t fair
They got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the…
Run dmc, run dmc, if I’m riding low key I got that d on me
And nigger we don’t care cause nigger life ain’t fair
They got for 30 a piece, we sell them hoes by the…

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Lil Yachty – If you move on I will still love you Lyrics

Play this song

If I move on I still love you

[Verse 1]
Doin ya wrong, Doin ya bad
Doin you wrong, doin ya bad, I done fucked up
All that love I had for you I had it tucked up
All in my mind, I’ve been trippin thinking about the rewind
You done moved on to a new kind, damn I took to long
That’s my bad, that’s my fault, [?]
I still got the same number if you want me back
I can live without you but I’m goin to be sad
I can live without you and I’m still gone be successful
But these n might finesse you
I can’t let em, let a n do you wrong
This baby choppa gone dissect em
I knew you was the one for me cause I’m in love with first impressions
I know you is not a priest but can you please sing my confessions
When I seen you for the first time you look like an angel out of heaven
You a 10 not a 7, in New York not 11
And if I have a daughter imma name her Angelina, middle name coral, last name McCollum
When she turn 16 Imma buy her a Beamer
Her grandmother need her, she don’t play either
And I hope that baby have your features
That’s a beautiful creature

[Chorus]
I don’t want, you to move on, No
But girl if you do, i still love you
I do, My boo

[Verse 2]
Shawty look so good in my clothes
Shawty look so good in the clothes that I pick out
When I get up in it I really ain’t tryna get out
Soon as I see you girl I know you wanna fuck me
Layin in the back, girl your tellin me you love me
Hand on your face while I’m rubbin on your stomy
Any n that get you then he lucky
I just wanna see lil baby smile
It’s been a minute since I seen you
Way to long, patek on my arm
[?] my mom
Let’s start a family on a farm

[Chorus]
I don’t want, you to move on, No
But girl if you do, i still love you
I do, My boo

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The Game – Gangs of New York Lyrics

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[Verse 1: The Game]
Walkin’ outta JFK in my all black Champion hood
7 5/8 Yankee fitted, what’s good?
Hop in the Range Rover with Styles P and Kiss
Roll the window down while I’m lightin’ my spliff
Turn on Hot 97 and I cock my brim
Razor blade in my cheek, got a snub in my Timbs
And I’m feelin’ like M.O.P
Diddy run the city but {?} where the crown stay
Just like you carry him through Brooklyn
Them Queensbridge killers still got shook ones
On the FDR weavin’ through traffic
And the homie Nas know I’m still bangin’ Illmatic
Like it’s ’94 I reign supreme like the crime lords
City arms raised like the Phantom suicide doors
Flip Mode, Terror Squad, Bird Gang, D-Block
Just a few of my niggas but you might know em by the

[Hook]
Gangs in New York
Gangs in New York
Gangs in New York
Gangs in New York
Gangs in New York
Gangs in New York
Gangs in New York
Gangs in New York
Gangs of New York!

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
This is somethin’ you had to get used to, truthful
Me? I’m neutral, but I’ll still shoot you
Jumpin’ out the Jag with a rocket
Na, I ain’t thinkin’ about the flag in your pocket
Cock it, never was a thing to pull it
I bang for real, meaning I do my thang with bullets
So I can’t sleep ’til I know it’s your memorial
Usually over a bitch, but this is territorial
Turf war, knife wounds they hurt more
Come in the building, you won’t make it past the first floor
These young niggas is poppin’ on sight
Ghetto birds, all you hear is the choppers all night
And “Who got shot?”, “Who got stabbed?”
Either that or “Who got knocked?”, “Who got bagged?”
Outside the ratchets, inside is the hawk
Real talk is what it is, The Gangs of New York
What?

[Hook]
Gangs in New York
Gangs in New York
Gangs in New York
Gangs in New York
Gangs in New York
Gangs in New York
Gangs in New York
Gangs in New York
Gangs of New York!
Gangs of New York!
Gangs of New York!

[Verse 3: Jim Jones]

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Lil’ Duke – Alone Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah (I ain’t ever felt so alone)
[?] (I ain’t ever felt so alone)
Yeah (Get it)
I ain’t ever felt so alone
I ain’t ever felt so alone (For real)
I ain’t ever felt so alone (Nah)
I ain’t ever felt so alone
I ain’t ever felt so alone (Let’s go)

[Verse 1]
I ain’t ever felt so alone
Tryna get to the top of the throne
Run up my money and buy me a home
They see it in me, they know what I’m on
I gotta stick to the code
All this pain, but nobody knows
In the streets and I know how it go
Do this shit for my mama and bro, oh
Bet you wanna see me dead
Bet you wanna see me lose
Hope I go out, I refuse
Already paid all my dues
I’m givin’ bitches the blues
Dickin’ ’em down by the twos
Bossin’, so I pick and choose
And I’m right back on my grind
And I’m not wastin’ no time
f*ckin’ on nothin’ but dimes
I got ’em fallin’ in line
So sick and tired of the waitin’
It’s my time, but I gotta be patient
It’s a lot, so you can’t be impatient
Now look at all of they faces
I’m givin’ back like a charity
All of my diamonds got clarity
Bad bitches stop and they stare at me
Not cocky, not tryna be arrogant
I was on tour gettin’ head on the bus
Now a nigga still runnin’ ’round gettin’ racks in a rush

[Chorus]
And I’m just doin’ my thing
You already know what I bang
Don’t need no new friends, I’m not tryna hang
Niggas get money in change
I got my bag, stayed the same
Do whatever you got to maintain
Will do better, just stay in your lane

[Verse 2]
Flew out to Cali, I flew to New York
Got me a strap and I jumped off the porch
She gonna ride on that dick like a horse
Jumped in the ‘Rari, I’m smashin’ the horses

Everything be exotic, we in them Lambos and Porches
What I come in, they cannot afford
Pretty lil’ bitch with me, gorgeous, facts
Everything I spit be real
Gotta keep workin’, not signin’ no deal

[Chorus]
And I’m just doin’ my thing
You already know what I bang
Don’t need no new friends, I’m not tryna hang
Niggas get money in change
I got my bag, stayed the same
Do whatever you got to maintain
Will do better, just stay in your lane

[Verse 3]
I ain’t ever felt so alone
Niggas, they act like they with you
None of these niggas ain’t real
Just [?] on a hundred, be real
I gotta get it by any means
And ain’t no havin’, no in-between
And I’m not drinkin’ no green
I cannot drink anything
They done got me in my zone
I’m in this bitch, caught a vibe
Niggas ain’t real, tellin’ lies
And you flawed, I can see it in your eyes
I will not stop, I’m still workin’
Your bitch on my bed and she lurkin’
Nothin’, but she wasn’t worthless
In my own lane, doin’ my own thing
None of these niggas the same
Realness, it run through my veins
I can’t be f*ckin’ with lames
Gave her a heart and left with a chain
I swear to God I ain’t told
Sellin’ your soul for a watch and a chain
I’m goin’ up like a ladder
Some food, put your ass on a platter
Lean, it is all on my bladder
If it ain’t ’bout no money, don’t matter
p*ssy, your brain gon’ get splattered

[Chorus]
And I’m just doin’ my thing
You already know what I bang
Don’t need no new friends, I’m not tryna hang
Niggas get money in change
I got my bag, stayed the same
Do whatever you got to maintain
Will do better, just stay in your lane

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Chris Travis – Ha Ha Ha Lyrics

[Verse]
Spend that shit made it right back
Get off my back
Ready for war or attacks
(ha ha ha ha)
I am the joker you boys make me laugh then I cut you in half
Call up my cab, I'm in New York with a bag
Made my own riches I came from the rags
p*ssy lil niggas don't know f*cking half
Don't worry about the man

[Hook]
Slick bitch, sick bitch
Sick wrist, slit wrists
Get real real real, I got deals deals deals
You gon feel feel feel when I'm near near near

Keep it real real real, I got deals deals deals
You gon feel feel feel when in near near near

[Verse 2]
You niggas gonna talk light
These bitches off of the Snow White
I keep her life in control like she running back cause she know I'm-
Bosses of bosses, I'm so on
Leaving these niggas I'm so gone
These bitches sending me long texts but I'm to high to read that shit
[Hook]

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Is the world entering a new Cold War?

The recent US-China tensions were laid bare in speeches by Trump and Xi at the UN in New York.

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New York among three ‘anarchist’ cities named by White House to lose funds

New York, Seattle and Portland are named by the White House as cities that could lose federal funds.

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Rochester shooting: Two dead after mass shooting in New York

The city has been under pressure over the death of Daniel Prude, a black man restrained by police.

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New York attorney general sues to dissolve NRA

New York’s attorney general announces a lawsuit aimed at dissolving the powerful gun lobbying group.

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Coronavirus: The last-round fight for NYC’s bastions of boxing?

With no clear path to reopening, New York’s boxing gyms fear they may never return after the pandemic.

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Amazon’s hand-washing policy in spotlight

As part of legal action brought by workers in New York, Amazon’s policy on toilet breaks is debated.

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Coronavirus: Florida sets new state daily case record of 15,299

A 24-hour tally of 15,299 new coronavirus cases eclipses the worst rates seen in New York in April.

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Trump taxes: Supreme Court says New York prosecutors can see records

However, the court rules that this information does not have to be shared with Congress.

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Trump: Supreme Court ruling a ‘witch hunt’ and ‘hoax’

The US Supreme Court has ruled that President Trump’s financial records can be examined by prosecutors in New York.

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Black Lives Matter painted outside Trump Tower in New York

The mural was painted on Fifth Avenue and others are planned for each of New York’s five boroughs.

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Stray Kids – Airplane Lyrics

[Romanized:]

YAYA
Bihaenggi bihaenggi

Meolli tteona ollataja bihaenggi
Neowa na hamkke taneun bihaenggi
We are, we are eodideun gayo
We are, we are neowaneun eodideunji gaji

Okay eodideunji gaji jigu jeo kkeutkkaji
Haewa dari batong teochihan hu dasi haega tteul ttaekkaji
Mannal ttaemada naraganeun gibun
Hansirado akkawo 1bun
Akkyeobojago pullin sinbal kkeundo mot mukkeosseo

Paran haneul barabomyeo geonneun geotdo joeunde
Jeo haneulgwa deo gakkapge
Yeonghwa gamsangeun saekdareuge
Ginae eumnyowa eoreumeun jeokdanghage
Uwa gamtansawa mm mm mm
Noraenmal ttara Paris anim London eottae

Ay, ay, gidaryeobwa
Jamkkanman jinjeonghaebwa
Ay, ay, itjana na
Nega nan neomu joa

Cheoeumbuteo neon
Nae simjangeul heundeulgo nareul michige hae

Meolli tteona ollataja bihaenggi
Neowa na hamkke taneun bihaenggi
We are, we are eodideun gayo
We are, we are neowaneun eodideunji gaji

Jim ssago wa ollataja bihaenggi
Gachi ga nal ttarawa bihaenggi
We are, we are
We high, we high
Meollimeolli neowaneun eodideunji gaji ya ya

Today’s the day to fly away
Gidaega dwae gureum chimdae
Sangsanghalsurok mami pyeonhaejyeo baby
Ppalli nawa mot chama seolleneun gibun mallya

Deudieo namui nunchi boji anko swil su isseo
Geudongan ssain modeun geotdeul changmun bakke deonjyeo
Pyeonhage dulmanui segyee inneunde
Eoneu sungan dochakan igoseun New York anim LA

Ay, ay, gidaryeobwa
Jamkkanman jinjeonghaebwa
Ay, ay, itjana na
Nega nan neomu joa

Cheoeumbuteo neon
Nae simjangeul heundeulgo nareul michige hae

Meolli tteonajago ollata bihaenggi
Neowa danduriseo taneun bihaenggi
We are, we are
We high, we high
Meollimeolli eodideun gayo

Jim ssago wa ollataja bihaenggi
Gachi ga nal ttarawa bihaenggi
We are, we are eodideun gayo
We are, we are neowaneun eodideunji gaji

Now put your hands up
Urineun maeil maeil
Joeun neukkim gajigoseo tteona
Now put your hands up
Urineun maeil maeil
Meolli tteona
We falling in love yeah

Girl I will show you Neverland
Nan neoui piteo paen naui son nochi ma babe
Amudo bon jeogi eomneun geol
Neoman boige modeun geol da nege julge

Wait jom deo nae yeopeuro wa closer
Neutgi jeone nareul bwa my lover
Kkumsogeseojocha nan
Meolli tteonaneun sangsangeul hae

Now put your hands up
Urineun maeil maeil
Joeun neukkim gajigoseo tteona
Now put your hands up
Urineun maeil maeil
Joeun neukkim gajigoseo
Tteona everywhere

Meolli tteona bihaenggi tago
Neowa na danduri ganeun trippin’
Jim ssago wa bihaenggi tago
Meollimeolli neowaneun eodideunji gaji
YAYA

[Korean:]

YAYA
비행기 비행기

멀리 떠나 올라타자 비행기
너와 나 함께 타는 비행기
We are, we are 어디든 가요

We are, we are 너와는 어디든지 가지

Okay 어디든지 가지 지구 저 끝까지
해와 달이 바통 터치한 후 다시 해가 뜰 때까지
만날 때마다 날아가는 기분
한시라도 아까워 1분
아껴보자고 풀린 신발 끈도 못 묶었어

파란 하늘 바라보며 걷는 것도 좋은데
저 하늘과 더 가깝게
영화 감상은 색다르게
기내 음료와 얼음은 적당하게
우와 감탄사와 mm mm mm
노랫말 따라 Paris 아님 London 어때

Ay, ay, 기다려봐
잠깐만 진정해봐
Ay, ay, 있잖아 나
네가 난 너무 좋아

처음부터 넌
내 심장을 흔들고 나를 미치게 해

멀리 떠나 올라타자 비행기
너와 나 함께 타는 비행기
We are, we are 어디든 가요
We are, we are 너와는 어디든지 가지

짐 싸고 와 올라타자 비행기
같이 가 날 따라와 비행기
We are, we are
We high, we high
멀리멀리 너와는 어디든지 가지 ya ya

Today’s the day to fly away
기대가 돼 구름 침대
상상할수록 맘이 편해져 baby
빨리 나와 못 참아 설레는 기분 말야

드디어 남의 눈치 보지 않고 쉴 수 있어
그동안 쌓인 모든 것들 창문 밖에 던져
편하게 둘만의 세계에 있는데
어느 순간 도착한 이곳은 New York 아님 LA

Ay, ay, 기다려봐
잠깐만 진정해봐
Ay, ay, 있잖아 나
네가 난 너무 좋아

처음부터 넌
내 심장을 흔들고 나를 미치게 해

멀리 떠나자고 올라타 비행기
너와 단둘이서 타는 비행기
We are, we are
We high, we high
멀리멀리 어디든 가요

짐 싸고 와 올라타자 비행기
같이 가 날 따라와 비행기
We are, we are 어디든 가요
We are, we are 너와는 어디든지 가지

Now put your hands up
우리는 매일 매일
좋은 느낌 가지고서 떠나
Now put your hands up
우리는 매일 매일
멀리 떠나
We falling in love yeah

Girl I will show you Neverland
난 너의 피터 팬 나의 손 놓지 마 babe
아무도 본 적이 없는 걸
너만 보이게 모든 걸 다 네게 줄게

Wait 좀 더 내 옆으로 와 closer
늦기 전에 나를 봐 my lover
꿈속에서조차 난
멀리 떠나는 상상을 해

Now put your hands up
우리는 매일 매일
좋은 느낌 가지고서 떠나
Now put your hands up
우리는 매일 매일
좋은 느낌 가지고서
떠나 everywhere

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James Blake – I’ll Come Too Lyrics

I’m gonna say what I need
If it’s the last thing I do
I do, I do, I do
I knew that kind of mood
I’ve thrown my hat in the ring
I’ve got nothing to loose
With you, with you, with you
I knew that kind of mood

I’ll go under your wing
I’ll slow write in between the
Cracks between you and him
I don’t wanna go home
Shall we drive from zone to zone
I wouldn’t do this on my own
But I’m not on my own tonight

Oh, you’re going to New York?
I’m going there
Why don’t I come with you
Oh, you’ve changed to L.A.?
I’m going there, I can go there too

I’m gonna say what I need
If it’s the last thing I do
I do, I do, I do
I knew that kind of mood
I’ve thrown my hat in the ring
I’ve got nothing to loose
With you, with you, with you
I knew that kind of mood

I’ll go under your wing
I’ll slow write in between the
Cracks between you and him
I don’t wanna go home
Shall we drive from zone to zone
I wouldn’t do this on my own
But I’m not on my own tonight

Oh, you’re going to the brink?
I’m going there
Why don’t I come with you
You don’t care what they think
I’m getting there, I can get there too

I’m gonna say what I need
If it’s the last thing I do
I do, I do, I do
I knew that kind of mood
I’ve thrown my hat in the ring
I’ve got nothing to loose
With you, with you, with you
I knew that kind of mood

I’ll go under your wing
I’ll slow write in between the
Cracks between you and him
I don’t wanna go home
Shall we drive from zone to zone
I wouldn’t do this on my own
But I’m not on my own tonight

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Tres Coronas – Venenosas Lyrics (feat. Buju Banton)

Ahh aah
Ja ja jaja
Yeah PNO ,rocca parcero productions
Straight from new york baby jaja!!!
Sucia sucia ja ja ja ja nomas nomas yeah
Tres coronas, no money no Money

Ayo ayo ayo
This chicas be thinking they f*cking free loaded loaded
Conmigo se joden joden si no sueltan el (CULO!!!)
Entre mas fina mas rica menos le gasto le pica ella se muere de envidia
(SE SE SEGURO)quieres plata ,quiere joyas ,quiere ropa ala moda, quiere cruseros en dólar
Todo que a se le acomoda, los guardias hacen la cola pero conmigo no jodas
Estoy arrecho y sin bromas y no te gasto ni un dólar
Ya me entiendes ya me entiendes no me sonria y pela los dientes
Ya me entiendes ya me entiendes lo tuyo refleja muy evidente
Ya me entiendes ya me entiendes la clase de mujer que quiere joderte
Quiere robarte, quiere comerte quiere dejarte vuelto un demente noooo conmigo no vas a poder noooo ningún centavo va a coger

Sucia sucia ja ja ja ja nomas nomas yeah
Tres coronas, no money no Money

Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh
Quien no conoce quien no ha visto una de esa nenas
Que solo con una mirada ya te envenenan
Te dicen papito mi santo y vivo te entierran
Poquito a poquito te van chupando y te PELAN!!!
Son víboras hermana ya son pirañas y te devoran dejando tiarao tus huesos por alla
Con un vistazo te analizan la ropa te miran que perfume que marca tienes que que es lo que brilla ASESINA!!!
Conmigo no puedes (pra) no tienes corazón (cua) como tu te mueves (pra) en la pista bota tu anzuelo
Vamos pa’ la pesca NIÑA
Yo boto mi malla y te llevo conmigo CHINA
Pulpoy no se duerma no se rinda (pra)
Que eso con ella se le cobra en la carne enseguida (pra)

Sucia sucia ja ja ja ja nomas nomas yeah
Tres coronas, no money no Money

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Lil Baby – All In Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay

[Verse 1]
My mama been told me don’t give no poor performance
And whatever you gon’ do, just do it
Never thought ’bout doin’ music
I was tryna build my phone up
Contact full of drug abusers
Ridin’ around with that mask tryna figure out what my cousin doin’
Prison with the Migos, found out they was sellin’ bricks
Wish I woulda knew that shit, I woulda been lit
Swear to God, since I was seventeen, I been hood rich
I be at James Harden house, I’m all in Houston, in the mix
I’m talkin’ ’bout spare time in New York, I buy floor seats to watch the Knicks
And I don’t even know no players
I just wanna show off my new drip and put my chains in layers
I might just stand up and go crazy, someone make the lay-up
And we ain’t squashin’ shit for free, you niggas gotta pay us
You niggas better pay up, yeah
Know he might not beat it, I told the lawyer go for a lighter sentence
I don’t want know no problems with y’all niggas, y’all got women tendencies
Ion’t gotta sell drugs no more, I’m bossed up, I got plenty business
Ridin’ ’round in that Lamb’ truck, I wreck this bitch, it ain’t rented
Givin’ out my respect, get respect in every city
Niggas know I came up, but I came back through the slums with Diddy
Fucked around and got plugged in, I’m bitin’ out that Richard Mille
Stay out my lil’ brother bidness
Just know that they gettin’ millions

[Chorus]
Press the button right there to let the doors in
Go hard all year, Ion’t care, I’m goin’ all in
This house, vibes everywhere, she callin’ more friends
My world or none, ain’t mine, I cannot bargain

[Verse 2]
Sippin’ wockiana, come here thotiana
Let me buss you down, ah, yeah, yeah
What kinda watch you wanted?
Man, that’s nothin’, mami
I’m not bein’ funny, ah, yeah, yeah
I shoulda knew you was gon’ rat the day you told me
A hundred racks in all dubs, it ain’t no foldin’ me
I ain’t no puppet, ain’t with nobody controllin’ me
I go LeBron when it’s crunch time, it ain’t no holdin’ me
Got the Maybach, Benz truck, I’m tryna buy one
I told lil’ shawty, “Just let bygones be bygones”
Tell the Feds get off my dick, I don’t gotta buy guns
Ain’t got the right one, yeah

[Chorus]
Press the button right there to let the doors in
Go hard all year, Ion’t care, I’m goin’ all in
This house, vibes everywhere, she callin’ more friends
My world or none, ain’t mine, I cannot bargain

[Outro]
To let the doors in
I’m goin’ all in
She callin’ more friends
I cannot bargain

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Coronavirus: A run through the ‘warzone’ of New York

A BBC reporter jogs around Central Park, encountering grim sights and pandemic-weary New Yorkers.

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Quando Rondo – Who Died Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Quando Rondo & Officer Coffey]
What set you from?
You look like one of them Crenshaw Mafia motherfuckers
No, you prolly one of them Rollin 60’s, huh
(Dubba-AA flex)
Huh, huh
I’m this bitch with Dubba A
Nigga, we be steady flexin’, yeah
Don’t know me
Oh, no, no

[Chorus]
Stick with the dick that’s steady ringin’
Oh so often murder went through my mind
Turned around the corner, took all of the tab, pussy boy you gon’ die
I’m quick to send him for the spin with .45s
Any time they asked ’bout my lil’ soldiers this what I’m gon’ reply (This is the sound)
That lil’ nigga throwin’ six-o, he been slanging iron
We ain’t ’bout no code though, just stop on the opps
We could jump out the car, them bullets flyin’
Lil’ Pooda quick to pull up, kick door, had to rock out wit’ his nine
Timmy rocked out on a opp, if you worried ’bout a Glock, hit in his spine
He made a diss ’bout my big brother
He made a diss like “Damn, who died?”
Been down the block was me and Leaky screaming Crip life ’til we die
They told lil’ nigga leave him lone, but I can’t let the shit slide
Seein’ his brains all on the cement gon’ leave his mama traumatized

[Verse]
They gon’ call the homicide
On a whole another level that I ain’t supposed to
How the fuck we beefing and the whole city know we got smoke?
Timmy say don’t talk on them phones
I’ma put three holes on yo’ dome
Timmy run down the street wit’ a Glock in his hand
Like lil’ kid this is what I’m on
I was up in New York at the top of the bands
I was out, zipped up wit’ that chrome
Swing the stick on they block, then watch them dance
I’m steady tryna rip up the corner
Because they shot at yo’ lil’ brother
After that he went and posted a photo
And you don’t get no straight about it
Nigga told me you called his phone
Big 33 that Timmy covered, let’s go post up by the store
I call up Zack off 37 like meet me at Julio’s
Late nights you know we let it fly right back to back you hit a pole
My stick was talkin’ on the ‘Gram, you let off shots then make a post

[Chorus]
Stick with the dick that’s steady ringin’
Oh so often murder went through my mind
Turned around the corner, took all of the tab, pussy boy you gon’ die
I’m quick to send him for the spin with .45s
Any time they asked ’bout my lil’ soldiers this what I’m gon’ reply (This is the sound)
That lil’ nigga throwin’ six-o, he been slanging iron
We ain’t ’bout no code though, just stop on the opps
We could jump out the car, them bullets flyin’
Lil’ Pooda quick to pull up, kick door, had to rock out wit’ his nine
Timmy rocked out on a opp, if you worried ’bout a Glock, hit in his spine
He made a diss ’bout my big brother
He made a diss like “Damn, who died?”
Been down the block was me and Leaky screaming Crip life ’til we die
They told lil’ nigga leave him lone, but I can’t let the shit slide
Seein’ his brains all on the cement gon’ leave his mama traumatized

[Outro]
If you love me or you love me not, I’ma be me
He known for gangsta shit, and even bangs in the streets
(This is the sound) Woah
Pussy ass nigga, hahaha
Tell that nigga, spin
I’m tryna send a pussy boy to talk to God about her
Haha, nigga I’m a savage
Broke ass nigga

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Joell Ortiz – Talk Dat Lyrics

Yaaaaooowaaaa!!

[Joell] I’m hearin’ New York back
[FTG] Yea, they say New York back?
[Joell] Ya I’m hearin’ that talk
[FTG] Ight Joell talk dat

[Joell] Black Polo tee 40 tucked where the horse at
If you was in my shoes you take ’em off where I walk at
{FTG] Caught dat? Tell ya wife to call a coroner
US citizen we still put four in her
[Joell] I just put more in the floor of my new corridor
Move birds fast hurry cane like Florida
[FTG] We still at the border the Trump wall wasn’t sent
Still movin’ clean water ta stamp safe for Flint
Shorty on me now but the scale is lit
Ironic how I get these buns afta I sell a bit
[Joell] They hella sick, I drive a whip you should neva tint
The R8 doors move on up like the Jeffersons
I know that gutta make ya chest wheezy
[FTG] If I knew what I knew now Joe I’d a did ’em greasy
[Joell] Hold up, ain’t ? like a ?wave grease?
[FTG] Yea these bums fry food in the same grease
[Joell] I just left Santorini we don’t do the same Greece
Y’all just sit around playin’ I be on plane seats

[FTG] New York rap
[Joell] Word, this New York rap?
[FTG] Yea I’m hearin’ that talk
[Joell] Ight Gordo talk dat

[FTG] Think I’m just bars leave you all wet?
I make it rain on stage like ? and ?
[Joell] Who’s the whip in that? Should I call Flex?
I deserve a new muscle car, I’ma hardcore vet

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Sabrina Carpenter – Why (Acoustic)

You like New York city in the daytime
I like New York city in the nighttime
You say you like sleeping with the air off
I don’t, I need it on
You like the light coming through the windows
I sleep late, so I just keep ’em all closed
You ignore the music on the radio
I don’t, I sing-a-long
I don’t ask for you to change, baby no no no
And you don’t ask for me to change
Tell me how we’re not alike
But we work so well and we don’t even know why
Funny how the stars crossed right
‘Cause we work so well and we don’t even know why
You can call it fire and ice
But we work so well and we don’t even know why
We don’t even know why, no no
We don’t even know why, no no no
No no no no
We like it in the daytime
We like it in the end of time
No no no no
We like it in the daytime
We like it in the end of time
Cold outside and you’re just in a t-shirt
I have cold blood even in a sweater
You start your night sippin’ by the kilo
I don’t, I know you know
I don’t ask for you to change, baby no no no
And you don’t ask for me to change
Tell me how we’re not alike
But we work so well and we don’t even know why
Funny how the stars crossed right
‘Cause we work so well and we don’t even know why
You can call it fire and ice
But we work so well and we don’t even know why
We don’t even know why, no no (no no no)
We don’t even know why, no no no
No no no no
We like it in the daytime (we don’t even know)
We like it in the end of time (we don’t even know)
No no no no We like it in the daytime
(We don’t even know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know)
Somehow we end up on the same side
And you wouldn’t think that we’d be alright
Even our eyes are different colors, but we see fine
Somehow we end up on the same side (up on the same side)
And you wouldn’t think that we’d be alright (think that we’d be alright)
Even our eyes are different colors, but we see fine
tell me how we’re not alike
But we work so well and we don’t even know why (’cause we work so well and we don’t even know why, why)
Funny how the stars crossed right ’cause we work so well and we don’t even know why
You can call it fire and ice
But we work so well and we don’t even know why (’cause we work so well and we don’t even know why, why)
We don’t even know why, no no
We don’t even know why, no no no
No no no no
We like it in the daytime (oh)
We like it in the end of time (we don’t even know why)
No no no no
We like it in the daytime
We like it in the nighttime

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Sabrina Carpenter – Why (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

You like New York city in the daytime
I like New York city in the nighttime
You say you like sleeping with the air off
I don’t, I need it on
You like the light coming through the windows
I sleep late, so I just keep ’em all closed
You ignore the music on the radio
I don’t, I sing-a-long
I don’t ask for you to change, baby no no no
And you don’t ask for me to change
Tell me how we’re not alike
But we work so well and we don’t even know why
Funny how the stars crossed right
‘Cause we work so well and we don’t even know why
You can call it fire and ice
But we work so well and we don’t even know why
We don’t even know why, no no
We don’t even know why, no no no
No no no no
We like it in the daytime
We like it in the end of time
No no no no
We like it in the daytime
We like it in the end of time
Cold outside and you’re just in a t-shirt
I have cold blood even in a sweater
You start your night sippin’ by the kilo
I don’t, I know you know
I don’t ask for you to change, baby no no no
And you don’t ask for me to change
Tell me how we’re not alike
But we work so well and we don’t even know why
Funny how the stars crossed right
‘Cause we work so well and we don’t even know why
You can call it fire and ice
But we work so well and we don’t even know why
We don’t even know why, no no (no no no)
We don’t even know why, no no no
No no no no
We like it in the daytime (we don’t even know)
We like it in the end of time (we don’t even know)
No no no no We like it in the daytime
(We don’t even know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know)
Somehow we end up on the same side
And you wouldn’t think that we’d be alright
Even our eyes are different colors, but we see fine
Somehow we end up on the same side (up on the same side)
And you wouldn’t think that we’d be alright (think that we’d be alright)
Even our eyes are different colors, but we see fine
tell me how we’re not alike
But we work so well and we don’t even know why (’cause we work so well and we don’t even know why, why)
Funny how the stars crossed right ’cause we work so well and we don’t even know why
You can call it fire and ice
But we work so well and we don’t even know why (’cause we work so well and we don’t even know why, why)
We don’t even know why, no no
We don’t even know why, no no no
No no no no
We like it in the daytime (oh)
We like it in the end of time (we don’t even know why)
No no no no
We like it in the daytime
We like it in the nighttime

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Ludacris – Vices

[Hook]
Some people like to drink
Some people like to smoke
Some people overthink
Some people overdose
I’m just trying to get the nicest
Bottles on ice
Pull some all nighters
‘Cause everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices
Everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices
Everybody got

[Verse 1]
Pop a couple bottles
I took a couple shots
I done fucked a couple models
I done fucked a couple thots
But from Seattle to Atlanta
From Philly to the bay
The only loyal bitch I know
Is a bitch named Tanqueray
She gets me right everytime
Ain’t never no fussing or fighting
She said she’ll always be mine
Thats why I cuff her and wife her
Now thats through sickness and wealth
All the way ’til death do us part
Ever since I saw her on the shelf
I knew we’d always be together from the start
And she tell me when my cups half empty
I tell her when the bottles half full
And I can’t get enough so don’t tempt me
Sometimes she’s chased with redbull
Sometimes I have to re-up
‘Cause I want to be with her all the time
‘Cause everyone’s got vices
I just want to come clean with mine

[Hook]
Some people like to drink
Some people like to smoke
Some people overthink
Some people overdose
I’m just trying to get the nicest
Bottles on ice
Pull some all nighters
‘Cause everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices
Everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices
Everybody got

(Verse 2)
Rolled a couple fat ones
I Passed around the dank
I smashed a couple bad ones
I smashed a couple skanks
From Cali to Carolina
New York to Tijuana
The only Mary I know is
A faithful hoe named marijuana
I be draped in all designer
Won’t can’t me in nothing less
Than a couple thousand dollars
Success will just make em swallow
Good sex will just make them holler
Good weed will just make it better
And ease the stress in my mind
As I continue to goin get this cheddar
Better roll it, lick it and then light it
Puff puff, pass that thing around
Everyday, I gets excited
‘Cause this here, came from the ground
And it was put, on the earth to smoke it
I can’t think, of a better time
To light it up and ask if I wanna hit it
‘Cause I know I can’t decline

[Hook]
Some people like to drink
Some people like to smoke
Some people overthink
Some people overdose
I’m just trying to get the nicest
Bottles on ice
Pull some all nighters
‘Cause everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices
Everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices
Everybody got

[Outro]
Worry about your own fucking life x4
Stay the fuck out of mine x4
I’m aight bitch…

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MO – Roots lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, oh

[Verse 1]
You heard the news, sweet child
I slaughtered all them swans
I left it burnin’
Gone to New York
There will be no more violence
In the house of your heart
In the house of your heart
There was a [?]
And I was weak for a while
Never be as good as you so
I got a ride and
I hitchhiked for New York
There will be no more violence
In the house of your heart
In the name of the Lord

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, baby
Where will I dig my roots?
It’s achin’ each time that I think of you
I wish for a better day to come around
Wanna shake my head [?]
Show you what you found (oh)
I wish for a better day to come around
So put a gun to the thunder inside of my head (oh)

[Verse 2]
You heard the news, sweet child
The world is mad we are runnin’ wild
I’m gonna ride and
Get off at New York
There will be no more violence
In the house of your heart
In the house of your heart
In the name of the Lord

[Refrain]
I [?] another way
[?] another way
We should stay [?]

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, baby
Where will I dig my roots?
It’s achin’ each time that I think of you
I wish for a better day to come around
Wanna shake my head [?]
Show you what you found (oh)
I wish for a better day to come around
So put a gun to the thunder inside of my head (oh)

[Outro]
Where will I dig my roots? (Oh)
Where will I dig my roots?

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MO – Roots lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, oh

[Verse 1]
You heard the news, sweet child
I slaughtered all them swans
I left it burnin’
Gone to New York
There will be no more violence
In the house of your heart
In the house of your heart
There was a [?]
And I was weak for a while
Never be as good as you so
I got a ride and
I hitchhiked for New York
There will be no more violence
In the house of your heart
In the name of the Lord

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, baby
Where will I dig my roots?
It’s achin’ each time that I think of you
I wish for a better day to come around
Wanna shake my head [?]
Show you what you found (oh)
I wish for a better day to come around
So put a gun to the thunder inside of my head (oh)

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[Verse 2]
You heard the news, sweet child
The world is mad we are runnin’ wild
I’m gonna ride and
Get off at New York
There will be no more violence
In the house of your heart
In the house of your heart
In the name of the Lord

[Refrain]
I [?] another way
[?] another way
We should stay [?]

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, baby
Where will I dig my roots?
It’s achin’ each time that I think of you
I wish for a better day to come around
Wanna shake my head [?]
Show you what you found (oh)
I wish for a better day to come around
So put a gun to the thunder inside of my head (oh)

[Outro]
Where will I dig my roots? (Oh)
Where will I dig my roots?

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M – Pop Music

Get up
Get down
Radio, video
Boogie with a suitcase
You’re livin’ in a disco
Forget about the rat race
Let’s do the milkshake
Sellin’ like a hotcake
Try some buy some
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Talk about, pop musik
Talk about, pop musik
Shoobie doobie do wop
I wanna dedicate this
Pop pop shoo wop
Everybody made it

Shoobie doobie do wop
Infiltrate it
Pop pop shoo wop
Activate it
New York, London, Paris, Munich
Everybody talk about pop musik
Talk about, pop musik
Talk about, pop musik
Pop pop pop pop musik
Singing in the subway
Shuffle with a shoe shine
Fix me a Molotov
I’m on the headline
Wanna be a gun slinger
Don’t be a rock singer
Eenie meenie mynie moe
Tell me where you wanna go
Talk about, pop musik
Talk about, pop musik
Shoobie doobie do wop
Lyin’ in the tree [unverified]
Pop pop shoo wop
Eenee meenie
Shoobie doobie do wop
Pop pop shoo wop
You know what I mean
Hit it
Now you know what to say
Talk about, pop musik
Pop pop pop pop musik
All around the world
Wherever you are
Dance in the street
Anything you like
Do it in your car
In the middle of the night
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Dance in the super mart
Dig it in the fast lane
Listen to the countdown
They’re playin’ our song again
I can’t get jumping jack
I wanna hold, get back
Moonlight muzak
Knick knack patty whack
Talk about, pop musik
Talk about, pop musik
Shoobie doobie do wop
It’s all around you
Pop pop shoo wop
Gonna surround you
Shoobie doobie do wop
It’s all around
Pop pop shoo wop
Hit it
New York, London, Paris, Munich
Everybody talk about pop musik
Talk about, pop musik
Talk about, pop musik
Pop pop pop pop musik
Now listen, talk about
Pop pop pop pop musik