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Entertainer

The lights go down once more
And I'm packed away within these walls
And it's not like before
When we all thought it was real
 
What started with meaning
Caught on fire
And became a smokescreen
 
I'm your entertainer
I'll wash you in my shine
And once I've entertained ya
I'm hanging out to dry
We've got a one dimensional, expectational
Temporary love
I'm your entertainer
So maybe for a while, we can both pretend
 
I live on plastic screens, magazines
Fantasies and dreams
But if you dare to see my reality
I could use the company
 
What’s started with feeling
Became a machine
And I'm lost as sea
 
I'm your entertainer
I wash you in my shine
And once I've entertained ya
I'm hanging out to dry
It's a one directional, insta-ttainable
Superficial love
I'm your entertainer
So maybe for a while, we can both pretend
 
I can be anything
But I can't be anything else
 
When you're on top of the world
The only way is down
Will anyone catch me
 
I'm your entertainer
('But I feed on it')
I wash you in my shine
('Like you feed on me')
And once I've entertained ya
('But I feed on it')
I'm hanging out to dry
('Like you feed on me')
Oh I'm your entertainer
I'll wash you in my shine
And once I've entertained ya
I'm hanging out to dry
('Like you feed on me')
 
Oh I'm your entertainer
I'll wash you in my shine
And once I've entertained ya
I'm hanging out to dry
It's irresistible, so sensational
We can't get enough
I'm your entertainer
And I wish that tonight would never end
 

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NEVER TOO MUCH

Now I know
I've been too long pretending
There's no comfort here
Just a hurt that's neverending
 
You were never too much for me
Never too much, always so free
These eyes seen the deepest sea
 
You were never too much for me
Never too much, always so free
Is there nothing that I can say or do
To build that bridge to you?
 
These bitter days
I count the change to starlight
I kill the time
There's always more cold night
 
You were never too much for me
Never too much, always so free
Is there nothing that I can say or do
To build that bridge to you?
Is there nothing that I can say?
 
You were never too much for me
Never too much, always so free
Is there nothing that I can say or do
To build that bridge to you?
 
Is there nothing that I can say?
Is there nothing that I can say?
 
You were never too much for me
Never too much, always so free
Is there nothing that I can say or do
To build that bridge to you?
Is there nothing that I can say?
 
You were never too much for me
Never too much, always so free
Is there nothing that I can say or do
To build that bridge to you?
 

Get Mine

[Snoop Dogg & G-Eazy:]
(Mu-mu-mu-murder)
Outta work, outta line, outta money, outta time
Give a fuck, nigga I'ma get mine
Straight up out the gutter with the cake cutter in the 'fro
And my nigga sellin' dope up out the liquor store
Outta work, outta line, outta money, outta time
Give a fuck, nigga I'ma get mine
Anything goes in the jungle, dog (anything goes)
See we can rumble, I might stumble, but I refuse to fall
 
[G-Eazy:]
Outta work, outta time, look I'm out of it all
My bros got my back, won't allow me to fall
My banker is tellin' me he's proud of us all
You rappers are broke, what's the problem with y'all?
You're not original, there's a thousand of y'all
I heard your concerts are not crowded at all
I'm lit in the club, took her down in the stall
I been a real one, look, I walk 'fore I crawl
I'm straight to the point, Gerald's back in his bag
Brain in the whip, seat back in the Jag
Fuckin' up a check, see the price on the tag
Vacation in Kauai, man, life is a drag
Anything goes, that's life in the jungle
Leave her around me, you might be in trouble
I've seen what you make, I get it doubleTurn into an asshole, fuck bein' humble
 
[Snoop Dogg & G-Eazy:]
Outta work, outta line, outta money, outta time
Give a fuck, nigga I'ma get mine (ha ha ha, fuck bein' humble)
Straight up out the gutter with the cake cutter in the 'fro
And my nigga sellin' dope up out the liquor store
Outta work, outta line, outta money, outta time
Give a fuck, nigga I'ma get mine
Anything goes in the jungle, dog
See we can rumble, I might stumble, but I refuse to fall
 
[G-Eazy:]
(Yeah, uh)
Oyster perpetual, my time is expensive
Cars on cars, coppin', I been excessive
Proof that the power of the mind is impressive
Conversations profit, I'm interested
Bitch so bad, big ass, big breasted
Guess who fucked, you got it, you guessed it
Murda Beatz blappin', Uncle Snoop blessed it
2017, really 'bout to start flexin'
I'm sorry if I shit on you, it's not my intention
Talk about M's, K, you got my attention
Steinbrenner money, just signed an extension
Deal's life-changing, that's divine intervention
I look in the mirror and say, 'Bro, you the best out
You're a cold ass cat, go and poke your chest out
Really got it made, you don't have to stress out'
She wants me to give a fuck, sorry bae, I'm fresh out
 
[Snoop Dogg & G-Eazy:]
Outta work, outta line, outta money, outta time (what if I could)
Give a fuck, nigga I'ma get mine (sorry)
Straight up out the gutter with the cake cutter in the 'fro
And my nigga sellin' dope up out the liquor store
Outta work, outta line, outta money, outta time
Give a fuck, nigga I'ma get mine
Anything goes in the jungle, dog
See we can rumble, I might stumble, but I refuse to fall
 

Jump up

Yeah, Wake up ! wake up !
Where my ladies at ? Where my boys at ?
Can't get enough of doing another tour raise a cup
Even if it's almost seven need to drink a lot
No measure of much pleasure
Got weed in my pocket like a hustler should i know you want it
From the music to the feeling through the substance
We're going stupid
Don't you know i got a stash ?
Get the paper and smoke that hash
Thinking holiday goes the end
Living it up what i have to say
At this time you don't wanna go
Why i use my brain to makw you dance
I'm a B-boy stance you can tell it at a glance
There is no end to my fucking talent
Now's your chance, what's my Name, Dénise Clarkk
I'm killing the game
Drink in hand it's celebration
Let's go baby come on !
 
Let's pop some champagne, let's smoke some weed
Turn it up DJ, welcome to the party life
Just move your body, and i like the way you do it
Keep jumping jumping, jump till the morning !
 
Follow me if you like this party
Follow me if you like the Groove, Hold on !
I think you all deserve it
It's not a one
It's your true story
That brings out the beast slowly and surely
Things are getting messy physically emotionally
The stage is burning, Bang Bang !
Somebody gonna die of dancing, Rain Rain !
You crowd keep on sweating
Out of control getting on the floor
Black and sweet white folks beachwear
Like dress code, it's so close
Taking off my tee shirt i am the captain of this transport
No need no passport
In the Clarkky air force, welcome on board until plane goes airbines.
 

City of Love

Isabella: So, Phineas, what do you think of the City of Love?
Phineas: I wish it was the City of Airplane Parts...
Isabella: Oh, you're just too stressed!
You should take a moment to relax and enjoy it.
 
We could share a crêpe sucrée1
At this Parisian café
Phineas: Huh. That awning could be used as a sail!
Or, you know, a parachute, depending on how things go.
Isabella: Take a break and smell these flowers
Underneath the Eiffel Tower
Phineas: I wonder if they still have pieces of that hanging around?
The rivets would come in handy.
Isabella: Oh, Phineas...
 
Won't you share a crème brûlée with me?2
Phineas: Hey, look at that nifty little blow torch.
Isabella: How perfect could this be
In the City of Love?
Couples: (In the City of Love)
Isabella: In the City of Love
Ferb: (In the City of Love)
 
Isabella: We could try some fancy cheese
Or peruse the galleries
Phineas: I wonder if oil-based paint is combustible...as a rocket fuel.
Isabella: Isn't this a perfect day?
How do I look in this beret?3
Phineas: Oh, that reminds me! We might need helmets.
 
Isabella: Oh, how can he not feel the same way
When we're strolling down the Champs-Élysées4
In the City of Love?
Lady: (In the City of Love)
Couples: (In the City of Love)
 
Isabella: I wish that he would whisper
'ma chérie, je t'aime'5
But all he wants to do is try to fix that plane
 
In the City of Love
Artist: (In the City of Love)
Isabella: In the City of Love (in the City of Love)
In the City of Love.... (in the City of Lo-o-ove...)
 
  • 1. Crêpe sucrée is sweet crêpe, a special kind of french pancake
  • 2. A crème brûlée is a dessert made of custard and caramelized sugar. The sugar is often caramelized with a small torch shortly before serving.
  • 3. A Beret is a traditional hat associated with France
  • 4. Champs-Élysées is a famous avenue in Paris
  • 5. My dear, I love you