Hillsong UNITED – Holy Ground (Live) Lyrics

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This is holy
This is holy ground
You are holy
You are holy God

This is holy
This is holy ground
You are holy
You are with me now

I’ll wait upon You now
Lord I’ll wait upon You now
Let your presence fill me now
As I wait upon You now

This is holy
This is holy ground
You are holy
You are holy God

This is holy
This is holy ground
You are holy
You are with me now

My heart cries holy
My heart cries holy

This is holy
This is holy ground
Oh, my heart cries holy
You are holy
You are holy God

This is holy
This is holy ground
You are holy
You are with me now

I’ll wait upon You now
Lord I’ll wait upon You now

I’ll wait upon You now
I’ll wait upon You now
I’ll wait upon You now
I’ll wait upon You now

Blueface – Trynna Hit Lyrics

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[Intro: Blueface]
I’m just trynna hit it
I’m just trynna hit it, like
Blueface, baby
I’m just trynna hit it
Yeah, aight

[Chorus: Blueface]
Bitch a bowling pin, I’m just trynna hit it
Bitch my legs hurt, I ain’t trynna kick it
Bitch, you’se a rebound, you can’t knock my pigeon
Bitch, I’m a diamond, that boy sterling silver
Bitch a bowling pin, I’m just trynna hit it
Bitch my legs hurt, I ain’t trynna kick it
Bitch, you’se a rebound, you can’t knock my pigeon
Bitch, I’m a diamond, that boy sterling silver

[Verse 1: Randoms]
Grab a baby, let’s go crazy
Fuck her till she lazy
Can’t nobody faze me
She threw it back, that’s a safety
Somebody save me
I’m going crazy like nobody raised me
Pussy had me shaking like somebody tased me
I’m ruthless, talk about my name you go toothless
Cluless, fuck your two cents, head gave me two cents
I’m true to this, not new to this
You foolish if you think I can’t do this
Wait, who talking that shit
Don’t get me pissed off, before I let these clips off, no movie scene
Cuz I ain’t with that acting shit
I’m immaculate
I’ll get you going real fast, that’s a magic trick

[Chorus: Blueface]
Bitch a bowling pin, I’m just trynna hit it
Bitch my legs hurt, I ain’t trynna kick it
Bitch, you’se a rebound, you can’t knock my pigeon
Bitch, I’m a diamond, that boy sterling silver
Bitch a bowling pin, I’m just trynna hit it
Bitch my legs hurt, I ain’t trynna kick it
Bitch, you’se a rebound, you can’t knock my pigeon
Bitch, I’m a diamond, that boy sterling silver

[Verse 2: Randoms]
I go by Randoms but my real name Diamond
Came in the game, perfect timing, I’m shining
Blinding, cuz you haters can’t see me, like Stevie
I don’t care how you perceive me
I’m gonna make it, I don’t care if you believe me
Cuz you gon take all L’s like Luigi
Little baby sucking on it so good, like she cheatin’
Got me cheesin’ for no reason, freezin’
Lifestyle zero, lil baby is my hero
I’m ballin’ on these haters like D. Rose
Blueface, where the hoes?

[Chorus: Blueface]
Bitch a bowling pin, I’m just trynna hit it
Bitch my legs hurt, I ain’t trynna kick it
Bitch, you’se a rebound, you can’t knock my pigeon
Bitch, I’m a diamond, that boy sterling silver
Bitch a bowling pin, I’m just trynna hit it
Bitch my legs hurt, I ain’t trynna kick it
Bitch, you’se a rebound, you can’t knock my pigeon
Bitch, I’m a diamond, that boy sterling silver

Riverdale Cast – Candy Store Lyrics

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(CHERYL)
Are we gonna have a problem?
Did zombies eat your brain?
You’ve come so far
Why now are you yanking on my chain?
I’d normally slap your face off
And everyone here could watch
But I’m feeling nice
Here’s some advice
Listen up, biatch!

I like!
Lookin’ hot
Buying stuff they cannot
I like!
Drinkin’ hard
Maxin’ Dad’s credit card
I like!
Skippin’ gym
Scaring her
Screwing him
I like!
Killer clothes
Kickin’ nerds in the nose!

If you lack the deuce
Go play duck duck goose
Let your mommy fix you a scream
Woah!
Or come hang with me
And tonight we’ll be
Dirty dancing with the football team
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!

Honey, whatcha waitin’ for?
Welcome to my candy store
It’s time for you to prove
You’re not a loser anymore
Then step into my candy store

Guys fall

(BETTY)
At your feet

(VERONICA)
Pay the check
Help you cheat

(CHERYL)
All you

Need to know
Some dead weight
Has to go

That freak’s
Not your friend
I can tell in the end
If she
Had your shot
She would leave you to rot

‘Course if you don’t care
Fine! Go braid her hair
Maybe Sesame Street is on
Woah!
Or forget the creep
And get in my jeep
Let’s go tear up someone’s lawn

(CHERYL)
See, you don’t have it
Watch this!

(TONI)
Honey, whatcha waitin’ for?
Welcome to my candy store
You just gotta prove
You’re not a doorknob anymore
Then step into my candy store

(CHERYL)
You can join the team

(TONI)
Or you can bitch and moan

(CHERYL)
You can live the dream

(TONI)
Or you can die alone

(CHERYL)
You can fly with eagles
Or if you prefer
Keep on testing me

(TONI)
And end up like her
Woahhh
Honey, whatcha waitin’ for

(CHERYL)
Shut up Toni!
Step into my candy store
Time for you to prove
You’re not a lame ass anymore

(CHERYL + TONI)
Then step into my candy store
It’s my candy store
It’s my candy
It’s my candy store
It’s my candy
It’s my candy store
It’s my candy store

Stephen – Wavin Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Where you been, where you been
Here’s some water to sip
This is not what you think
It’s the hardest thing to say
We give up, we give up
You’re not enough, not enough
Best of luck, best of luck
You’re not like anybody here
What a fun little ride
Aren’t you happy we tried?

[Verse 2]
Well while I’m here, while I’m here
I ain’t mad, I ain’t scared
I understand what you feel
And I’m just tryna find my way
I don’t care what you think
This is love, this is love
This is God, this is trust
And now I know I’m on my way
‘Cause I believe, I believe
Still believe, still believe

[Hook]
Even if we’re falling from the stars, yeah
I really care about ya, care a lot about ya
Even if you don’t know what you’ve lost, yeah
I really care about ya, care a lot about ya
I’ll be waivin’, I’ll be waivin’, I’ll be waivin’
I’ll be waivin’, I’ll be waivin’

[Verse 3]
Well this is me, this is me
You can take it or leave
‘Cause I know what I’m not
I’m not like anybody here
I don’t play by the rules
You can call me a fool
But I got nothing to lose
And if you opened up your eyes
You would see what I see
‘stead of doubting the dream
‘stead of doubting the dream

[Hook]
But even if we’re falling from the stars, yeah
I really care about ya, care a lot about ya
Even if you don’t know what you’ve lost, yeah
I really care about ya, care a lot about ya
I’ll be waivin’, I’ll be waivin’, I’ll be waivin’
I’ll be waivin’, I’ll be waivin’, I’ll be waivin’

[Outro]
(Even without you
[?]
Anything I want is
Is not enough)

The humbleness of home, this ember, this stillness
It speaks without having to be spoken
‘Cause nothing has to say if just there

([?]
Anything I want is)
Is not enough
But if you’re chasing, I got places that I know will fix you up
We’ll set you on fire, baby
We’ll be alright

​twenty one pilots – Chlorine (Alt Mix) Lyrics

[Chorus]
Sippin’ on straight chlorine
Let the vibe slide over me
This beat is a chemical, beat is a chemical
When I leave, don’t save my seat
I’ll be back when it’s all complete
The moment is medical, moment is medical
Sippin’ on straight chlorine

[Verse 1]
Lovin’ what I’m tastin’ (Woah)
Venom on my tongue, dependent at times
Poisonous vibrations (Woah)
Help my body run

[Refrain]
I’m runnin’ for my life
Runnin’ for my life

[Chorus]
Sippin’ on straight chlorine
Let the vibe slide over me
This beat is a chemical, beat is a chemical
When I leave, don’t save my seat
I’ll be back when it’s all complete
The moment is medical, moment is medical
Sippin’ on straight chlorine

[Verse 2]
Fall out of formation (Woah)
I plan my escape from walls they confined
Rebel red carnation (Woa-a-oh)
Grows while I decay

[Refrain]
I’m runnin’ for my life
Runnin’ for my life
Yeah, I’m runnin’ for my life
Runnin’ for my life

[Verse 3]
Hide you in my coat pocket, where I kept my rebel red
I felt I was invincible, you wrapped around my head
Now different lives I lead, my body lives on lead
The last two lines may read incorrect until said
The lead is terrible in flavor
But now you double as a paper maker
I despise you sometimes, I love to hate the fight
And you in my life is like

[Chorus]
Sippin’ on straight chlorine
Let the vibe slide over me
This beat is a chemical, beat is a chemical
When I leave, don’t save my seat
I’ll be back when it’s all complete
The moment is medical, moment is medical
Sippin’ on straight chlorine

[Outro]
Let the vibe, let the vibe
Let the vibe, let the vibe
Beat is a chemical, yeah
Let the vibe, let the vibe
Let the vibe, let the vibe
Moment is medical, yeah

Noname – Song 31 Lyrics

[Verse 1: Noname]
All my everything is for you
All my terrible sense of humor
And critical interviews
All my pearly gated redemption
And casual acting news
All this money
And law makin’, like racin’ against the moon, but
I sell pain for profit
And I feel profit watching
Everything is for everything
Rhymin’ with casualty
I know labels is backing me but
My tickets be selling out
And I’m steady raising my fetus
Another hit from the fee
110 degrees, in the desert heat
With a bubble coat, turtleneck underneath
Rolling up on the beach
Smoking a holy leaf
Laughing, baking
My homie T
Hoping joking is all we need
When I sell pain for profit
Now I binge-watch Atlanta
No more TV representation from a Kelsey Grammar
Let’s toast to niggas getting checks to work behind the camera
Somebody raise their nana

[Chorus: Phoelix]
Truth be told
I wear my heart on my sleeve
Watch you sit it on the shelf
[?] will never leave
Had to do it for myself
Find my praise
Go get your weapon

[Verse 2: Noname]
Real recognize real feeling like real prove
Real buddy buddy after the trip to the Cancun
Million dollar baby bet you can get to the hands too
Got a pack of wolves ready to damage a full moon
The only bitch actually rapping look like me now
[?]
[?] just reimagined a freestyle
Damn flood of niggas still watin’ for me to reach out
We shadowboxing the government
Hoping they put the leash down
I sell pain for profit, not propaganda
I know cancer’s origin linked to Santa
I know Santa’s origins linked to money
Mass production of cattle
Slaughtering for the yummy
These niggas is clever
The prison no better
The ghost of the living
We ain’t talking about Reggie
On Christmas we almost forget him
What’s a casket to a holdin’ cell
If a nigga ain’t in it
Only reason why I’m steady fadin’ and still independent

[Chorus: Phoelix]
Truth be told
I wear my heart on my sleeve
Watch you sit it on the shelf
[?] will never leave
Had to do it for myself
To find my praise
Go get your weapon

Yung God – Chasing It Lyrics

[Intro]
This that new mixtape nigga
MaLL Beatz
Paper, Paper
Paper, Paper
Chasing it
Yung God
Yung God
Yung God
Yung God
Yung God
Yung God
Yung God
Yung God
Yung God
Yung God
Yung God
Yung God
Yung God
Yung God
Yung God
Yung God
Yung God
Chasing it

[Chorus]
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
I be chasing that paper bitch
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
I be chasing that paper bitch
I’m chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper bitch
I’m chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper bitch
I’m chasing that paper bitch

[Verse 1]
Paper bitch, paper bitch
Need a girl that can take a dick
Need a girl that can hit a lick and give it all to me so I can go on a shopping spree
I be getting so much paper that I can make music for free
If you love getting money than this is where you wanna be
I got money I don’t even see
That’s money in my bank account, my credit card I’m splashing out
Money or dollars or mula or guala
Whatever you call it my nigga I’m balling
Money or dollars or mula or guala
Whatever you call it my nigga I’m balling

[Chorus]
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
I be chasing that paper bitch
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
I be chasing that paper bitch
I’m chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper bitch
I’m chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper bitch
I’m chasing that paper bitch

[Verse 2]
Usain, Usain
Chasing it like Usain
Hussein, Hussein, on the low like Hussein
Money like I’m selling cocaine
Get it in, get it in
Benjamin, Benjamin
My homeboy is Benjamin
My last name is Franklin
Money like the free masons
So high I’m on a spaceship
Broke nigga don’t say shit
You don’t speak my language
Money talk, pimp bitches just like David Hasselholff
Bitch we taking off

[Chorus]
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
I be chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper bitch
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
Chasing it
I be chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper bitch
I be chasing that paper

Corbin – wretch Lyrics

Been feeling death up
Everyday clawing my neck up
Ain’t nobody call you when you’re red though
Why you gotta live like that, boy?
Why the fuck you on my back for?
Really though, you aren’t my dad, no

Living life in the red more
Twenty-four like full dread, oh
Girl, you’re what I live for
Living my life in the red more
Where the party, where the party left to?
Ain’t nobody gonna feel it back for you
All my heart fully ran out
Feeling my life getting ran out
You can just go and forget me
Yeah, yeah that’s a wrap-up

I don’t mind putting my back to the rapture
All of my head feel the wrath of the world
Been quiet but I still feel it yet, feel it yet
Why you damning me?
Gonna wait for the day they come for me
I don’t wanna live like that
Really drain my heart
Been doing your damage
What have I done?
Fully lose my faith in the world
Oh, want my bed

Out of my mind, out of my head
How do I ride through?
I don’t mind dying, over with life
Dealing with my debt
Out of my head, living in the red
Living in the red
Out of my time
Go ahead and take me
Don’t really care for the world

Kid Ink – Tomahawk Lyrics

[Chorus]
Trap down, tomahawk topso
Hundret cars got the city blacked out
The train catch me slippin’ but I never fall
Packin’ rockets, poppin’ we could let ’em off yeah
Trap down, tomahawk topso
Hundret cars got the city blacked out
The train catch me slippin’ but I never fall
Packin’ rockets, we could let ’em off yeah

[Verse 1]
We ain’t on the wall, boy you get destroyed
Talk that shit like 50 but I hit like Floyd
Niggas up in space, I just feel the void
Black hoodie, grim veeper watch me kill the noise
Panic view in the paranoia panic room
Push the blunt and see the supersport and baby zoom
[?]

[Chorus]
Trap down, tomahawk topso
Hundret cars got the city blacked out
The train catch me slippin’ but I never fall
Packin’ rockets, poppin’ we could let ’em off yeah
Trap down, tomahawk topso
Hundret cars got the city blacked out
The train catch me slippin’ but I never fall
Packin’ rockets, we could let ’em off yeah

[Verse 2]

[Chorus]
Trap down, tomahawk topso
Hundret cars got the city blacked out
The train catch me slippin’ but I never fall
Packin’ rockets, poppin’ we could let ’em off yeah
Trap down, tomahawk topso
Hundret cars got the city blacked out
The train catch me slippin’ but I never fall
Packin’ rockets, we could let ’em off yeah

Steelheart — Rock’n Milan (2018) MP3

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Название: Rock’n Milan
Исполнитель: Steelheart
Год: 2018
Жанр: Hard Rock
Страна: USA

Продолжительность: 01:13:32
Формат/Кодек: MP3
Битрейт аудио: 320 kbps

Трек-лист
01. Blood Pollution (Live)
02. Livin’ the Life (Live)
03. Gimme Gimme (Live)
04. Like Never Before (Live)
05. My Dirty Girl (Live)
06. She’s Gone (Live)
07. Cabernet (Live)
08. Drum Solo (Live)
09. Everybody Loves Eileen (Live)
10. Rock ‘n’ Roll (I Just Wanna) (Live)
12. We All Die Young (Live)