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Song About You

[Chorus]
Put all your stuff in a box in my room
I don't wanna write no song about you
But you show up in everything that I do
Ooh, ooh-ooh
 
[Verse 1]
Since you've been gone, ain't got nothin' to do
I sleep until noon, I wake up and feel bad
I think I miss somethin' I never had
Ooh, ooh-ooh
 
[Refrain]
I just wanna unwind, unwind
Everything that makes me feel confined
Sometimes I hate sunshine
Sometimes I hate sunshine
 
[Chorus]
Put all your stuff in a box in my room
I don't wanna write no song about you
But you show up in everything that I do
Ooh, ooh-ooh
 
[Verse 2]
Now it's a cold war, who will call first?
Try to be productive at work, I just can't
I miss you a lot, but I ain't comin' back
Ooh, ooh-ooh
 
[Refrain]
I just wanna unwind, unwind
Everything that makes me feel confined
Sometimes I hate sunshine
Sometimes I hate sunshine
 
[Chorus]
Put all your stuff in a box in my room
I don't wanna write no song about you
But you show up in everything that I do
Ooh, ooh-ooh
 
[Bridge]
Yeah, yeah
All your love letters and a pair of Ray-Bans
I'm growin' my beard, movin' back in my van
Your side of the bed still smells like you though
And these memories of us, it's brutal
You know, you know exactly how I feel
We broke up, but you be on my mind still
And the worst type of sadness you could have
Is when you miss somethin' that doesn't miss you back
 
[Chorus]
Put all your stuff in a box in my room
I don't wanna write no song about you
But you show up in everything that I do
Ooh, ooh-ooh
 

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La Petite Mort

You think God hears a prayer said in Hell
Just know I'm doing life in a 6 square mile cell
That I'm sharing with a 100000 sisters and brothers
Were sentenced to death for sins of thy father
and being birthed here by our mothers
And I wouldn't trade it in for the worlds weight in gold
And they haven't built one like me since me I am told
 
Shot my first gun when only a few feet tall I stood
And it wasn't with my father out hunting in the woods
It was in the streets of my city handgun in my hand
Shooting at the other kids, but you wouldn't understand
See none of us had fathers, well our fathers weren't a man
It was a woman called our mother and we would struggle and
It wasn't living it was surviving and we were constantly at war
War left me nerves of steel and I don't feel much anymore
 
And love is just a word that I say
And I can't live it because I see it get people killed all day
3 little brothers incarcerated I don't say it for your pity
I mean I can still get you stabbed behind the wall if you fuck with me
I was born to die here in Flint
And I haven't done that yet so in turn I ain't done shit
But lie here naked in the tub, filling it up with blood
Thinkin' how I'm gonna get even, while my body drained of love
 
They tried to take my life at 27
I tried to take my life too motherfucker it just wasn't happening
I just wanna shoot and bring a body back to Michigan
That's points on the board
I was stayin' up all nite when you would sleep and you would snore
And they wanna say I don't deserve this
I gave up my life to get here, you wanna talk about purpose
You have no purpose speaking
They get killed for that where I come from nearly every fuckin' evening
 
La Petite Mort
La Petite Mort
La Petite Mort
La Petite Mort
 
Tell 'em the whole story, tell 'em you surround yourself with ill intentions
How its bad karma and it eats at you and your henchmen
 
Father can you hear this, I know I'm asking and I'm worthless
But can you take the shackles from my ankles
Can you remove the bracelets from my wrists
Father can you send for me like I've climbed off into the wind
And it carried me far away from here
And I would never come back here again
 
Cause father I'm a rolling stone
And my daddys not around and my mamma ain't home
And the law is always coming after me
And its like I got the Devil on the back of me
 
I was brought up in schools where they shoot each other in elementary
6 years old we put kids in the cemetery
So when you go to bury me a 100 fuckin' men will have to carry me
Why I'll weigh a ton, why I'll be carryin' a 100 fuckin' guns
Cuz we die before we run, money don't buy respect, money doesn't cure pain
It doesn't take the scars out of my face its who I am, were not the same
 
When I get down on my knees to pray the bullet wounds just ache in my legs
And I'm not supposed to be on the worlds stage
And People aren't supposed to hear the words I say
Cuz I've seen death and crying and suffering
And you all speak but you've never seen a fuckin' thing
Cuz you are weak cocksucker and I am KING
Or a God in this land as a conscious being
 
You know sex still sells and drugs still sell
But the truth doesn't sell never has never will
I'm on the front line, I catch the bullet first
My Brothers carry me or bury me whatever works
 
Why whenever you speak its from a safe place
Cuz you don't wanna have all these holes in your face
And you don't want addicted to how your own blood tastes
You don't wanna have to get even for murder that's taken place
 
So I'm riding around loaded gun looking for the enemy
Pray that when I see him God do your best to help me
But don't help me be the better man
Help me have clear vision, help me have a steady hand
Help me bring this child back to you and if his family seeks revenge well
I'll be sending them on up too
Before you have an opinion know you would never do what I did to get here
You'd never save up what I saved up
You'd never give up what I gave up left em layin' face up
 
So this morning when my Brothers woke
Tell them to give my things to everyone I know
And give a message to my father too
Tell him I see his face on everyone I shoot
It makes it easy to do…
 
La Petite Mort
La Petite Mort
La Petite Mort
La Petite Mort...
 

Kennen

Das geht an alle, die mich nicht kennen und alle, die mich kennen
Ich bin nich' Cory Gunz, doch ich komme mit der 'Cannon'
Irgendwas geschah, wie auch immer sie es nennen
Trip, ich bin jetzt digital wie die Bilder, die sie scannen
Ich krieg' das Signal und fang' an zu rennen
Ich bin immer noch nicht da, doch kann jetzt langsam was erkennen
Ihr wollt nich' dafür bezahlen, ihr wollt alles nur noch brennen
Ich als Künstler hab' die Wahl: harte Arbeit oder flennen
Komm, wir müssen uns verein' und die Masse nicht mehr trennen
Denn so viele können allein all die Lasten nicht mehr stemmen
Informieren uns weltweit über Sachen, die uns hemmen
So verliert sich unser Schrei zwischen Masten und Antennen
Könntet ihr das Licht dimmen? Jemand sollte die Gesangskabine dämmen
Ich steh' auf den Dämmen, um das Land zu überschwemmen
Ich verschwende meine Zeit nich' mehr mit Schach oder Backgammon
Ich mach' Business, wenn die anderen noch pennen

[Hook] (2x)
Das geht an alle, die mich nich' kennen
Und alle die mich kennen
Dieser Junge kann's
Ich bin die verbale [klick klack]
Egal, wo sie mich hinstellen
Egal, wie sie mich nennen
Pure Arroganz, ich bin der, der alle [Bang]

[2.Strophe]

Und auch wenn du mich in die unterste Schublade packst, komm' ich am Ende hoch
Ich schreibe, bis die Fruchtblase platzt - Embryo
Wenn mich die Engel hol'n, dann sitz' ich hier und warte
Mitten auf der Straße, hört ihr, was ich sage?
Vergessen wir, was war, heut' Nacht bin ich zufrieden
Is' im Endeffekt egal, ob sie mich hassen oder lieben
Trip, ich denk' darüber nach, hab's nich' gemacht für ein paar Riesen
Ich sah' endlich mein' Vertrag und dann hab' ich unterschrieben
Ganz egal, wer jetzt noch aufmuckt, du kannst mir nichts verbieten
Diese Rapper sind wie Kautschuk und lassen sich verbiegen
Sie behandeln dich wie Bauschutt, lassen dich links liegen
Mir war klar, dass ich da raus muss, alles nur Intrigen
Ich hab' einfach kurz mein Ding gemacht und alle überstiegen
Denn ich hab' die Gabe, Rapper wie mit Waffen zu durchsieben
Ich werd' so was wie der King, das is' praktisch schon erwiesen
Ich fühl' mich jetzt bereit, und endlich lassen sie mich fliegen
Trip, ich lös' mich von der Schwerkraft und schwebe durch die Erdatmosphäre
Bitte fühl dich nich' versetzt, wenn ich dich ernsthaft bewege
Dieser Flow gibt dir Gefühle, die dich nachhaltig ändern
So wie der Frühling in arabischen Ländern
Ab sofort ist die Talfahrt beendet
Wegen mir geht dieser Maya-Kalender noch ein paar Jahre länger
Denn sie konnten kein' finden, der so flowt
Trip ist im Gebäude, du bist nich' ma' auf'm Hof

Never Let Me Down

When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
Oh no you never let me down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
 
Yo, first I snatched the streets then I snatched the charts
First I had they ear, now I have their heart
Rappers came and went, I've been here from the start
I seen them put it together, watched them take it apart
Seen the rovers roll up wit ribbons
I seen them repo'd, resold then redriven
So when I reload, he holds number one position
When you hot I'm hot
And when your feet cold, mines is sizzelin'
It's plain to see, niggas can't fuck with me
'cause I'm a be that nigga for life
This is not an image, this is God given
This is hard livin', mixed with cristal sippin'
It's the most consistent, Hov
Give you the most hits you can fit inside a whole disc and
Nigga I'm home on these charts, y'all niggas visitin'
It's Hov tradition, Jeff Gordan of rap
I'm back to claim pole position, holla at ya boy
 
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
 
I get down for my grandfather who took my momma
Made her sit in that seat where white folks ain't want us to eat
At the tender age of 6 she was arrested for the sit in
And with that in my blood I was born to be different
Now niggaz can't make it to ballads to choose leadership
But we can make it to Jacob's and to the dealership
Swear I hear new music and I just don't be feelin' it
Racisms still alive, they just be concealin' it
But I know they don't want me in the damn club
They even make me show I.D to get inside of Sam's club
I done did dirt and went to church and get my hands scrubbed
Swear I've been baptized each 3 or 4 times
But in the land where niggas praise Yukons and getting paid
Its goin' take a lot more than coupons to get us saved
Like it take a lot more than durags to get you waves
Nothing sad as that day my girl's father past away
So I promised to Mr. Rany I'm gonna marry your daughter
And you know I gotta thank you for the way that she was brought up
And I know that you were smiling when you see the car I bought her
You sent tears from heaven when you seen my car get balled up
But I can't complain what the accident did to my left eye
'cause look what an accident did to Left Eye
First Aaliyah, now Romeo must die
I know I got angels watchin' me from the other side
 
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
Oh no you never let me down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get down
 
We are all here for a reason on a particular path
You don't need a curriculum to know that you're apart of the math
Cats think I'm delirious but I'm so damn serious
That's why I expose my soul to the globe; the world
I'm tryin' to make it better for these little boys and girls
I'm not just another individual
My spirit is a part of this that's why it's spiritual
But I get my hymns from him
So it's not me it's he that's lyrical
I'm not a miracle, I'm a heaven sent instrument
My rhythmatic regiment navigates melodic notes
For your soul and your mental
That's why I'm instrumental, vibrations is what I'm into
Yeah I need my loot by rent day
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte
I'm tryin' to give us us free like Sinke
I can't stop, that's why I'm hot
Determination, dedication, motivation
I'm talking to you of my many inspirations
When I say I can't let you or self down
If I were on the highest cliff, on the highest riff
And if you slipped off the side and clinched on to your life
In my grip I would never ever let you down
And when these words are found
Let it be known that God's penmanship has been signed
With a language called love
That's why my breath is felt by the death
And while my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind
I too dream in color and in rhyme
So I guess I'm one of a kind in a full house
Cause whenever I open my heart, my soul or my mouth
A touch of god reigns out
 
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
Oh no you never let me down
Get up, I get
Get up, I get
Get up, I get
Get up, I get
Get up, I get
Get up, I get down
 
Who else you know been hot this long
Started from nothing but he got this strong
Built the ROC from a pebble, peddled rock before I met you
Peddled bikes, got my nephews peddle bikes because they special
Let you tell it man I'm fallin' well
Somebody must have caught him 'cause
Every fourth quarter, I like to Mike Jordan 'em
Number one albums what I got, like four of 'em
More of them on the way, the 8th wonder on the way
Clear the way, I'm here to stay
Y'all can save the chitter chat, this and that
This is Jay, dissin' Jay will get you Mase'd
When I start spittin' them lyrics niggas get very religious
Six hail Mary's please Father forgive us
Young, the archbishop, the Pope John Paul of y'all niggas
They way y'all all follow Jigga
Hov's a livin' legend and I'll tell you why
Everybody want to be Hov and Hov's still alive
 

Catch Me On Fire

One who needs me, are you not?
One who's living on borrowed thoughts
How you see me?
How you want force-feed
The feeling that keeps you warm?
Your words have paid their dues
But we'll leave the light on
We'll celebrate your feud
By feeding the lion

I hope you won't
Catch me on fire
Holy divider
I know you won't
Catch me inside
The web of your liar

One who's breathing, are you not?
Consciously beating your ruthless heart
Furnished feelings infect us all
Thus concealing just who we are
Lose some and some may lose
But they'll leave the light on
They feed off you
As you keep feeding the lion

I hope you won't
Catch me on fire
Holy divider
I know you won't
Catch me inside
The web of your liar

All I wanted was a little anonymity
Not the pedestal you needed to control me
Then place the burden on coercive ambiguity
And nominate the ghost you made
To designate an enemy

All you want is to control me (x8)

I hope you won't
Catch me on fire
Holy divider
I know you won't
Catch me inside
The web of your liar

I hope you won't
Catch me on fire
Holy divider
I know you won't
Catch me inside
The web of your liar