1. |
Yo Swagger!
00:09
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Yo Swagger, this is Hyas, Iheard you got some tunes going and stuff, really wanna make me listen to this shit, don’t fuck around man
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2. |
Munchies
03:03
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Yeah you know what is tight?
I can’t tell left from right
Munchies got me push- push,
Pushin’ through the night
We been goin’ crazy on our bitch ass trip,
We don’t trip
And I am new to town
I can’t tell up from down
Lil’ boy you better tap that ass
Unless you wanna drown
You been going crazy on yo’ bitch ass trip,
I don’t trip
(We don’t trip)
(We don’t trip)
Yeah you know what is tight?
My sight got multiplied
One more fuckin’ thing
And I’m bout to lose my mind
We been goin’ crazy on our bitch ass trip,
We don’t trip
(We don’t trip bitch, nah)
Yeah you know what is cool?
My dreams bout to come true
One more fuckin’ what
And I’m comin’ through to you
You been going crazy on yo’ bitch ass trip,
I don’t trip
(We don’t trip)
(We don’t trip)
Yeah you know what is tight?
I can’t tell left from right
Munchies got me push- push,
Pushin’ through the night
We been goin’ crazy on our bitch ass trip,
We don’t trip
And I am new to town
I can’t tell up from down
Lil’ boy you better tap that ass
Unless you wanna drown
You been going crazy on yo’ bitch ass trip,
I don’t trip
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No I don’t know how you do this,
I turn off my loose ends for you
And we both have been through this,
Your feelings, I prove them untrue
With time off the dime, surely you can come inside
Baby I put up all these signs, just for you
While you got what is mine, though we’re sharin’ common heights,
Baby I pull up with those signs, over you
Go and say that you miss me,
We ain’t got time for trouble on our ends
Wake me up softly, name the price to pay
For holding hands
With time off the dime, surely you can come inside
Baby I put up all these signs, just for you
While you got what is mine, though we’re sharin’ common heights,
Baby I pull up with those signs, over you
Yeah I’m dinin’ right at nine,
Probably you could come inside,
Let me put up all these signs
Just for you
While you got what is mine, though we’re sharin’ common heights,
Baby I pull up with those signs, I pull up with those signs
I left the city in the rear view
Apple powder, funny money
‘Cause my head ain’t see-through
Don’t make me care about the details
(Care about the details)
Left side traffic, hair down
Speaker bumpin’ “Speak No Evil”
Driving with that stick shift
All my friends on big shit
Secrets in your wallet plus the
Memories in your lipstick
The group is where I come from
Your grandma said I’m handsome
Would never ever blackmail
But I did pay her upfront
I am gonna rock it
With my hands inside my pockets
Drippin’ from the fingers
And it’s comin’ out the closet
Yea you don’t even know shit
For I’ll be on my own shit
Yeah you been talking bullshit
For you don’t even own shit
And it’s like drawing on blank papers
I got that in my nature
Walk on bout, see you later
And it’s like riding with the top down
But I ain’t got no top down
Wibs you should get up now
And it’s like drawing on blank papers
I checked that with the waiter
Ain’t too many I can smell now
But I’m gonna ‘tack that later
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4. |
Beep Me
03:02
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How am I gonna make you mine?
Maybe not around this time
And did you ever tell the truth?
Cause I feel like I been exposed to you
Took me a while to get over you
My city’s been praying for the both of you
So could you stay around this time?
Yeah, could you stay around this time?
How am I gonna make you mine?
Maybe not around this time
And did you ever tell the truth?
Cause I feel like I been exposed to you
Took me a while to get over you
My city’s been praying for the both of you
So could you stay around this time?
I wish you stayed around this time
I love ya, I hate ya, I eat ya up
I love ya, I hate ya, I eat ya up
I love ya, I hate ya, I eat ya up
I love ya, I hate ya, I eat ya up
On god my mental ain’t protected
I gotta whip it til I wreck it
Eyo Clank, where’s Ratchet?
Knock em off the phone, cause they know I got the best shit around
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Do you really want to make a difference?
Do you really wanna change your life
Did you really wanna hear that question?
Or you wanna just catch a vibe?
I ain’t really gonna make this personal, just know that I’m not surprised
Concise cos our time is precious,
Do you really need the gift of mine?
Or not cos the paradigm’s shifting, do you really wanna play this safe?
Are you even gonna get an answer? Cos the world doesn’t work that way
Never mind keep your head down working, like your worth what your company states
Feel taxes lemme mind my business
And this might cheeky, but it’s our nature to want things easy
And you know that your boys just human, Uncut gems in a vault full of VVs
See these sparkle your head turns briefly, pause
Do you need that really, chiefly masked for my weekly debrief (chi-ching)
Do you feel impulsive, is control your bane
Your reflection staring, is reflection vain? (nah)
Like are humans mirrors, see your light and reflect your rays
If they’re hot then they might just burn you, cos gas just reacts that way
Firm grip from the laws of science, worlds stiff but it wants compliance,
Sounds wrong but it tests your volume, at a stretch little turn ups hide it
Shouldman pipe it UK for a shortage, man it comes like political climate
Unsure but they wing this life thing, Sounds dumb but I might decline it
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6. |
YAWN!!
03:25
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No need to ponder life’s complexities
But who is next to me
See those angles textin’, wrappin’ up my jealousy
That shit be kickin’ through
Your scent is heavenly
Scratch my head for the itch that’s after letter „B“
We spinnin’ endlessly
So far from eventually
Time to get a grip motherfucker
Til it’s rest in peace
I break the deputy
It’s like anatomy
You’re in my body, in my soul, in my seven seas (damn)
I spot the scene before I get up
Goin’ round in circles for that vicuña that you’re made of
Check my stamina, low ballin’ crayon bar
I plot to plant some shit
Some shit you will remember, yah
You make me wonder what’s this feeling like
(You make me wonder what’s this feeling like)
You really make we wanna come to life again
(You really make we wanna come to life again)
Oh I’ve been yawning throughout the night
(Oh I’ve been yawning throughout the night, night)
I think it’s time to get my body up again
(Shoot, get a grip motherfucker get a grip)
No, I’m not channeling too well
(Check your phone, get some money, do the trick)
Oh yeah, my body heat is moving
(Shoot, do it now, grab a swagger, come undone)
Ohh, now what am I supposed to do?
(Get your shit together, Swagger where you from?)
Now we
Could just breath
In slow motion
Oh it’s nobody else but you
To get me outta this room
My state
Of mind
Is pure emotion
Could change the rules of us two
If you’d just let me do
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Oh, cut me loose
Slide my body down, it shivers
Oh, running fools
With my pressure to deliver
Oh why, why, why
Would you hold me in your hands with objection?
Oh baby you hurt so good
Yeah baby you hurt so good
Oh, cut me loose
Slide my body down it shivers
Yikes, what you do
Like pollution to the river
Oh why, why, why
Would you drop me off your hands without direction?
Oh baby you hurt so good
Yeah baby you hurt so good
Sky high
Been ickin’ off some things inside my lifeline
Oh, this time around I thought you’d feel nice
You’d feel nice
Keep your eyes wide
Open in the streets, I might be blind-sighted
Runnin’ into you
Or bumpin’ into you
Oh why, why, why
Would you drop me off your hands without direction?
Oh baby you hurt so good
Yeah baby you hurt so good
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Indeed I fell into your arms without intentions
Oh baby you hurt so good
Yeah baby you hurt so good
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8. |
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Hinterhaus, Hinterhof, Hinterzimmer
Mach die Tür zu
Becher zweifach, hol aus dem Eisfach
ein paar Würfel und ich rühr um
Keine Däumchen drehen, an der Ecke stehen,
atme tief durch, weitergehen
Ey, Kein Problem
Hinterhaus, Hinterhof, Hinterzimmer
Mach die Tür zu
Becher zweifach, hol aus dem Eisfach
ein paar Würfel und ich rühr um
Keine Däumchen drehen, an der Ecke stehen,
atme tief durch, weitergehen
Ey, Kein Problem
Doppelpack, france aleman
33 connect, hab alles da
Mach bisschen klar, hab bisschen Spaß
Sie dreht sich im Kreis, ich zieh ihr am Haar
Sie mag Sternzeichen, ich mag Gas
Hol eine Bud raus, komm boo pass
Leg dich hin atme durch, kein Stress
Ich geb dir was du brauchst und denkst
Schlaf ein und ich träum vom Bass
Nehme deine Eastpack und was hast du hast
Ich flieg weg, ich brauch Platz
Kein G-Check, was ist das?
Du hast Gualla
Kein Problem, Ich nehms dir ab
Hinterhaus, Hinterhof, Hinterzimmer
Mach die Tür zu
Becher zweifach, hol aus dem Eisfach
ein paar Würfel und ich rühr um
Keine Däumchen drehen, an der Ecke stehen,
atme tief durch, weitergehen
Ey, Kein Problem
Hinterhaus, Hinterhof, Hinterzimmer
Mach die Tür zu
Becher zweifach, hol aus dem Eisfach
ein paar Würfel und ich rühr um
Keine Däumchen drehen, an der Ecke stehen,
atme tief durch, weitergehen
Ey, Kein Problem
Kein Problèm y’a foy
Frankreich nach Deutschland
Ils connaissent le boy
J’suis dans l’bolide
Avec un squad plutôt solide
Trace de craie au sol
Là j’ai roulé un ogive, Ah
Donc j’active le mode Leopold
Impulsif j’ai choppé ce tocard au col
Que des bullshit
On n’voit pas ça vec la même optique
Tous leurs projets m’donnent des autites
Charbonne comme si jsuis dans la Ruhr
Ma shawty est mad peut tuer par amour
Ils ont gâché ma vue ils sont tous pas raccord
J’entretiens pas d’rapport
Juste ils passent sous ma roue
Charbonne comme si jsuis dans la Ruhr
Ma shawty est mad peut tuer par amour
Ils ont gâché ma vue ils sont tous pas raccord
J’entretiens pas d’rapport
Juste ils passent sous ma roue
Hinterhaus, Hinterhof, Hinterzimmer
Mach die Tür zu
Becher zweifach, hol aus dem Eisfach
ein paar Würfel und ich rühr um
Keine Däumchen drehen, an der Ecke stehen,
atme tief durch, weitergehen
Ey, Kein Problem
Hinterhaus, Hinterhof, Hinterzimmer
Mach die Tür zu
Becher zweifach, hol aus dem Eisfach
ein paar Würfel und ich rühr um
Keine Däumchen drehen, an der Ecke stehen,
atme tief durch, weitergehen
Ey, Kein Problem
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9. |
Bottom Line
02:58
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Maybe this is not
For you to understand
I got it in my hands
I’m working day and night shifts to cover
Castles made of sand
It’s written in the plants
Just like open books, she gave me that look
And that’s a fact
I’m downtown, traveling the bottom line
I’m downtown, traveling the bottom line
Can you tell, right or wrong, I check inside my chest
Everybody’s stressed ‘bout movin’ on
Sing along, go spin around, tell me how it taste
Getting good, stayin’ outta bounds, I put that on my ex
Yeah she is outta sight, while both my eyes are closed
I won’t open shit the slightest, though it might hit me from below
Brighter sides on higher highs, go ship that on express
Stir it up, work your magic, don’t leave me unimpressed, yes
I’m downtown, traveling the bottom line
I’m downtown, traveling the bottom line
Maybe this is not
For me to understand
You got it in your hands
You’re working day and night shifts to cover
Castles made of sand
It’s written in the plants
Just like open books, I gave you that look
And that’s a fact
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10. |
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11. |
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I’m not your poster man
No mister on-the-wall
But I been grinding with the shit
Just for the protocol
You’re not my enemy
Miss “too-good-to-call”
But where you going with that pitch black overall?
I’m feelin’ left out and you know it
I need nobody else to prove it
I leave my phone and grab my jacket
I swear I’m drowning in your ocean
In your oh, oh
I swear I’m drowning in your ocean
In your oh, oh
I swear I’m drowning in your ocean
In your oh, oh
I swear I’m drowning in your ocean
In your oh, oh
I’m feelin’ up above
I’m feelin’ down below
I’m halfway empty now
I grab some cobblestone
There ain’t no dissonance
So now you’re good to go
But where you walking with that all white overall?
I’m feelin’ checked out and you know it
On god I’ll find a way to blow it
I leave my keys when on the down low
I swear I’m drowning in your ocean
In your oh, oh
I swear I’m drowning in your ocean
In your oh, oh
I swear I’m drowning in your ocean
(Oh, too many times)
In your oh, oh
I swear I’m drowning in your ocean
(Oh, too many times, too many times)
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12. |
Continuity
03:25
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Continuity
You’re grindin’ nine to five
Into infinity
Baby don’t you see, or can’t you see
I’m into thee
Ohh, I’m so into you
I remember everything you said
But I gotta get outta my head
Movin’ bottles til I feel the affect, yeah
And you didn’t even drown me out
I swear your eyes is way too loud
I don’t know when to shut my mouth
And how to work things out
Baby, I wish that I could call you mine
Lately you been runnin’ through my mind
Honey, I really try to make this last
Maybe let’s forget about our past, past
It’s an emergency
I’m running late for school, forgot my sanity
My batteries are done for with my self esteem
Ohh, now that’s a bitter pill to swallow
I remember everything you heard
But I gotta get up for work
If not you, who’s gonna be served?
Go ahead and try me out
I swear it’s safe inside my house
With no mo’ shadows to be found
I think I worked this out
Baby, I wish that I could call you mine
Lately you been runnin’ through my mind
Honey, I really try to make this last
Maybe let’s forget about our past, past
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13. |
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Cause baby I want you
Oh baby I need you bad
Oh baby I long for my front door
To feel you in my head
Cause baby I want you
Oh baby I need you bad
The things that I long for are no more
Without you in my realms
Cause baby I want you
Oh baby I need you bad
Oh baby I long for my front door
To feel you in my head
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14. |
Eyo Swagger
00:10
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Eyo Swagger, yes, that was decent. But you better keep it comin’ you little bitch!
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