SLIM SHADY & CATFISH BILLY

if i look back, i am lost
NASA
Show & Tell
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Color Me Curious
No title available
𓃗
KIROKAZE
No title available

No title available
No title available
EXPECTATIONS

gracie abrams

roma★
RMH
Noah Kahan
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
Cosmic Funnies
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
Monterey Bay Aquarium
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Brazil
seen from Brazil

seen from Côte d’Ivoire

seen from Malaysia

seen from Philippines

seen from Moldova
seen from Malaysia

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States

seen from France

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Argentina
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Singapore
seen from United States
@kam-g-blog
SLIM SHADY & CATFISH BILLY
This song is catchy as fuck & trill at the same time, definitely one of the best songs on this EP.
"The fear of God in you muthafuckas!"
Pusha T // Everything That Glitters (feat. French Montana) // Fear of God 2: Let Us Pray
[Hook: French Montana] Better know who you is When you lookin' in the mirror Cause everything that glitters, it ain't gold I'm gettin' low(?) from the hater Cameras in action, tell all my niggas what's happenin' Ridin' with my niggas Cause everything that glitters, it ain't gold I'm gettin' low(?), hold me from the haters Cameras in action, tell my niggas what's happenin' Rolling smoke, getting high, high, high Just another day getting by, by, by [Verse 1: Pusha T] For every brick broke down it's one stepped on For every known rat, it's one slept on For every loyal nigga fronted, one kept owin' For every bitch I showed the way, it's one that kept hoin' So let's blow through this money as we pour bottles Let me drop another classic and a tour follows Let's get pissy drunk and let the whores swallow My niggas embrace guns and ignore Bibles Not to glorify it, you can't ignore the lines The new jury can be you, ghetto law-abiding Better know who that is looking in the mirror The truth lies, and your soul can't see it clearer [Hook] [Verse 2: Pusha T] I just can't leave it alone, I just can't leave it alone They're handing out football numbers after tappin' your phone Or you watchin' for the drop as they clappin' they chrome Took a brick and I turned it to stone 5 into 10, the Return of the Clones Then I took my experience and turned it to poems As we took single engines and turned 'em to Boeings Panamera blood red symbolize bloodshed Loss lot of niggas, some in Club Fed Few still reminiscin' in they CL, selling Pete Rock, cruisin' in they V-12 [Hook]
I absolutely love Frank Ocean's style. It's effortless sounding, unique, genuine, and very catchy. I never liked R&B as much as I do now, but because of this nigga & Drake now, it's like you can't help but listen to this shit anymore. Long live the lyrics.
“My eyes don't shed tears, but, boy, they bawl when I'm thinkin' bout' you”
Frank Ocean // Thinking About You // Nostalgia, Ultra.
[Verse 1] A tornado flew around my room before you came Excuse the mess it made, it usually doesn’t rain In Southern California, much like Arizona My eyes don’t shed tears, but, boy, they bawl when I'm thinkin' 'bout you [Bridge] (Ooh, no, no, no) I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout you (You know, know, know) I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout you Do you think about me still? Do ya, do ya? [Hook] Or do you not think so far ahead? ‘Cause I been thinking ’bout forever (Oooh, oooh) Or do you not think so far ahead? ‘Cause I been thinking ’bout forever (Oooh, oooh) No, I don’t like you, I just thought you were cool enough to kick it Got a beach house I could sell you in Idaho Since you think I don’t love you, I just thought you were cute That’s why I kissed you Got a fighter jet, I don’t get to fly it, though I’m lyin’ down thinkin’ ’bout you [Bridge & Hook] Yes, of course I remember, how could I forget? How you feel And though you were my first time A new feel It won’t ever get old, not in my soul Not in my spirit, keep it alive We’ll go down this road ‘Til it turns from color to black and white [Hook]
HEADLINES
The hottest nigga in the streets right now: 2 Chainz. He on everybody song, he been killin' shit, & he got boat loads of swag & game. REAL recognize REAL.
“Eatin' these niggaz like a school of pirahnas”
2 Chainz // Turn Up (feat. Cap 1) // T.R.U. REALigion
Yeaaa Ok [Hook] I Walked In then I turnt Up Pockets Full Of Hunduds Shawty Gotta Tan Like She Come From Da Bahamas I Do this All Night, Man I should wore pajamas Eatin' these rappers like a school of pirañas Walked In Then I Turn Up In Then I Turn Up Walked In then I turn Up In then I turn Up Walked In then I turn Up In Then I Turn Up Walked In then I turn Up In-In Then I turn Up [Verse 1: 2 Chainz] I Walked Innnn, Then I Turn Up Got The Benz Ridin Front Us All My Friends On Da Come Up Im Like Damnn, These Niggas Ain't A 100 Man I keep That Shit A 100 All This Blang Cost Me a 100 [Hook] I Walked In then I turnt Up Pockets Full Of Hunduds Shawty Gotta Tan Like She Come From Da Bahamas I Do this All Night, Man I should wore pajamas Eatin' these rappers like a school of pirañas Walked In Then I Turn Up In Then I turn Up Walked In then I turn Up In then I turn Up Walked In then I turn Up In Then I Turn Up Walked In then I turn Up In-In Then I turn Up [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] I Got a Recipe For My Destiny Southside Niggas To the Left Of Me Southside Niggas To The Right of Mee Um A Southside Niggas To The Death Of Me On Exstacy You Couldn't Fuck WIth Me Gettin Money is My Specialty Got The Game On Lock And I Got A Muthafuckin Extra keyy Excellence is My Pedegree Buy a Car And Seem Peddy To Her And I Paint The Feet Call That Shot a Pedicure Niggas on the Road Ain't Gettin No Money Thats A Pediture I Can Fuck Yo Bitch, And Act Like I Neva Knew Her She The Shit, Um Manure Umma Throw Pussy CounterSueHer Keep It On The Low, So SomeTimes I Get Pussy On The Floor Im On Top, So Look Down Below Told Yall Um Bout To Blow Um BOut the Dough, I Count The dough I Cash Out Then Um Out The Door [Hook] I Walked In then I turnt Up Pockets Full Of Hunduds Shawty Gotta Tan Like She Come From Da Bahamas I Do this All Night, Man I should wore pajamas Eatin' these rappers like a school of pirañas Walked In Then I Turn Up In Then I turn Up Walked In then I turn Up In then I turn Up Walked In then I turn Up In Then I Turn Up Walked In then I turn Up In-In Then I turn Up [Verse 3:Cap 1] I Walked Inn, Then I Turn Up Then I set up ON they Muthafuckin Couch Roll The Weed With A Burner Got A Bad Bitch I Make Her My Liquor She Got Her Girl With Her, She Dont That I Be Hittin Her Red Bottom Shoes With They Spikes All On It Pocket Full Of 100, Make All These Bitches All Want Me I Be Movin Thru The City, 100 Niggas Comin' With Me On The ROad Of Riches It Was Some Bitches Takin Pictures Roll A 3-5, Put Together 2 Swishers Movin Like A Box Fuck Aroung And get Ya' Issue Man Um Pourin' Up Lean, Got Me Drinkin Out the Pitcher Walkin In, And Im So Sag Coolin Trueys On, They Gotta Fuck With My Movement Southside Duffle Bag Nigga We Boomin' Look At How I Do It, Tell That Im Gettin It Plug On Da Way, I Told That Nigga 20 Minutes Ridin Real Wheel Through The City Nigga Pimpin First I Go The Fifths Then Im Headed Up To Lenox Spendin Big Bags, Man Um Runin Through A Check Work Just In, Got A Pack In The Jack Show You How To Move, Niggas Talkin Finess Probably Cuff One Then Um Offin The Rest (Gone!) [Hook] I Walked In then I turnt Up Pockets Full Of Hunduds Shawty Gotta Tan Like She Come From Da Bahamas I Do this All Night, Man I should wore pajamas Eatin' these rappers like a school of pirañas Walked In Then I Turn Up In Then I turn Up Walked In then I turn Up In then I turn Up Walked In then I turn Up In Then I Turn Up Walked In then I turn Up In-In Then I turn Up
Country rap tunes like a motherfucker! This right here will be a southern classic for a good while. Pimp Hard.
“10 out of 10 she down to fuck, that's just what my average is"
Big K.R.I.T. // Money On The Floor (feat. 8 Ball & MJG & 2 Chainz) // Live From The Underground
The instrumental to this song conjures up so many emotions in me & then the lyrics just hit it home. Thank you, to both Dwight's for making this a hip-hop classic. Track produced by the man Heavy D.
R.I.P. HEAVY D
Beanie Siegel // Feel It In The Air // The B. Coming
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true. Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
Steve Jobs
Common Sense. December 2011.
Common // Blue Sky // The Dreamer, The Believer
HAPPY BIRTHDAY PUFFY
11/4/1969
TAKE THAT, TAKE THAT...
This album is damn near bulletproof. Watch the Throne.
“Black cards, black cars, black on black, black broads/Whole lotta money in a black bag, black strap: you know what thats for”
Jay-Z & Kanye West // Who Gon' Stop Me // Watch the Throne
[Hook] This is something like the Holocaust, millions of our people lost Bow our heads and pray to the lord 'til I die I'mma fucking ball Now who gon stop me? Who gon stop me huh? Who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh? (Black cards, black cars, black on black, black broads Whole lotta money in a black bag, black strap: you know what that's for) [Verse 1: Jay-Z] Who gon stop me? No brakes, I need State Farm, so many watches I need eight arms One neck but got eight charms, who gon stop me huh? [Kanye] Niggas talking, they bitchmade, Ixnay off my dicksnay That’s Pig Latin, itch-bay, who gon stop me huh? Last night ain’t go so well, got kicked up out the hotel Got a little freaky like Marvin Albert, "Yes!" Tell Howard Cosell You're just a commentator if you getting paper Everybody I know from the hood got common haters In some relations you're just supposed to say none Heard she fucked the doorman, well that’s cool I fucked the waitress Heard Yeezy was racist, well, I guess that’s on one basis I only like green faces [Hook] [Verse 2: Kanye] Y'all weed purple, my money purple Y'all Steve Urkel, I’m Oprah's circle I wrote the verse that I hope will hurt you [Jay-Z] Who gon stop me hah? Beat the odds Beat the Feds, it wouldn’t be wise to bet against the kid Start me broke, I bet I get rich, nightshift, six to six Give me one shot, one pot, I’ll show up in all white, Wearin no socks No ceiling, new coupe, they know I’m a dope boy, they don’t have no proof I’m 3-steps-removed, I know how to move, it's looking like, I don’t know how to lose I’m winning again, I’m at the Wynn, I’m at the table, I’m gamblin Lucky lefty, I expect a seven, I went through hell, I’m expectin heaven I’m owed, I throwed and I stuck to the G-code I’m here, oh yeah, I promise I ain’t going nowhere Okay here, like a hare, like a rabbit, I like karats I’m allergic to havin bunny ears like broke, like nope Like ha, I ain’t no joke, I can’t be stopped, like nope, like nope! Extend the beat Noah, two seats in the 911, no limit on the Black Card Told y'all I was gonna go H.A.M 'til ocean was my backyard No lies in my verses, please pardon all the curses Shit gotta come some way, fuck, when you're growing up worthless Middle finger to my old life, special shoutout to my old head If it wasn’t for your advice, a nigga would have been so dead I'm living life til these niggas kill me, turn this up if these niggas feel me I’m riding dirty, tryna get filthy, Pablo Picasso, Rothkos, Rilkes Graduated to the MoMA, and I did all of this without a diploma Graduated from the corner, y'all can play me for a muthafuckin fool if you wanna Street-smart and I’m book smart coulda been a chemist cause I cook smart Only thing that can stop me is me and I’mma stop when the hook start, hold up [Hook]
“I wrote a letter to the sky sayin' maybe one day you'll get to kiss me, kiss me, kiss me/My girl found it in the car sayin' "Baby why you tryin' to diss me, diss me, diss me?"
Frank Ocean // Acura Integurl // Nostalgia, Ultra.
[Verse 1] She singing bitch I'm paid, that's all I gotta say, I'm like who knew? That after all the years I'd make a Weezy fan out of you too When I met you, you were Thom Yorke, Chris Martin and U2 When you met me I was Three 6, Pimp C, Bun B, 8Ball and MJG, yeah [Bridge] But we're both a long way from home We got the windows down, the radio's on, always [Verse 2] I wrote a letter to the sky saying maybe one day you'll get to kiss me My girl found it in the car and said baby why you trying to diss me? Cause you know you're my baby, you know you're my baby, ooh I'm not just in it for the ride, in it for the ride, yeah
This is the Blue Hefner I know and love, keep it up Banks.
“Hit them bitches from the back, I ain't with all that talkin'/Don't be blowin up my jack, flatline on that cat'"
Lloyd Banks // Make It Stack // Cold Corner 2
This that Dungeon Family 2.0 shit right here, real nigga music with an auto-tune bounce. Welcome to the Future of Atlanta.
“Little homie strapped with that thang and he ready to bust a brain/You can't tell the homie nothin', he done felt too much pain"
DJ Drama & Future // Ain't No Way Around It // Third Power
Holy fucking shit, is that you Drizzy?? Shit. This nigga wasn't kidding when he said he wasn't giving a fuck what people had to say about his new record. Drizzy channels TIP and finds a swag I never knew he had. YOLO, nigga.
“Wrist bling, got a condo off on Biscayne/Still gettin' brain from a thang, ain't shit changed"
Drake // The Motto (feat. Lil Wayne) // Take Care
ME, MYSELF & ALL MY RICHES.
“My life is a movie, I gotta stay focused”
Future // Tony Montana // Pluto