MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
jon bellion
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80's films
[chorus]
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
[verse 1]
She said, "how does it feel to be you? "
I said, "it's alright, I really think I peaked in high school"
She said, "that isn't possible, you are out of your mind
Cause we never hooked up in high school"
[pre-chorus 1]
We just need a night like
We just need a night like this, yeah
Take me back to 9th grade
Take me back to 9th grade shit, yeah
[chorus]
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
[verse 2]
She said, "how'd we end up in the parking lot in smithtown? "
The morning's on its way to sunrise
She said, "the island is long, but life is short in this town
I'm glad we got to redo the time"
[pre-chorus 2]
We just need a night like
We just need a night like this, yeah
Take me back to 9th grade
Take me back to 9th grade shit, yeah
And just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
[chorus]
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
[bridge]
I can't let go and your lips feel retro
You're my breakfast club
You're my song from cyndi lauper
No more missed times, we fly by street signs
Let your hips rewind
Take me back into the future, yeah
[chorus]
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
jon bellion
- a haunted house
Such haunting nightmares from past loves
that tried to screw me
But you were the preacher in an exorcism movie, my love
And that corny theme song always plays
when you're next to me
Like who you gonna call
The ghosts of my exes they cry
Cause they know that's it's their time to go
The ghosts of my exes they cry
They know that it's their time to go
Cause since you walked on through my door
This ain't no haunted house no more
You took my hand and walked me into my dark attic
That's where my heart was lost
and frozen in a casket, my love
My soul was mummified
You helped me to unwrap it
It's you I'm gonna call
I've been saved
Watch them all fall back into the grave
I've been saved
Watch them all fall back into the grave
jon bellion
- all time low
[Verse 1]
I was the knight in shining armor in your movie
Would put your lips on mine and love the aftertaste
Now I'm a ghost, I call your name, you look right through me
You're the reason I'm alone and masturbate
[Pre-Hook]
I, I've been trying to fix my pride
But that shit's broken, that shit's broken
Lie (lie, lie), lie, l-lie, I try to hide
But now you know it
[Hook]
That I'm at an all time
Low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
[Verse 2]
I was the prototype like 3 Stacks on that CD
An example of the perfect candidate
Now all your girlfriends say that you don't want to see me
You're the reason that I just can't concentrate
[Pre-Hook]
I, yeah, I've been trying to fix my pride
But that shit's broken, that shit's broken
Lie (lie, lie), lie, l-lie, I try to hide
But now you know it
[Hook]
That I'm at an all time
Low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
[Bridge]
I, yeah, I've been trying to fix my pride
But that shit's broken, that shit's broken
Lie (lie, lie), lie, l-lie, I try to hide
But now you know it
That I'm at an all time
Low, low, low, low, low, low... low, low
Low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Low, low... low, low
Low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Low, low
Lie, l-lie, I try to hide
But now you know it
That I'm at an all time...
Hey!
[Hook]
Low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
jon bellion
- 80 s films
[chorus]
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive[verse 1]
She said, "how does it feel to be you? "
I said, "it's alright, I really think I peaked in high school"
She said, "that isn't possible, you are out of your mind
Cause we never hooked up in high school"
[pre-chorus 1]
We just need a night like
We just need a night like this, yeah
Take me back to 9th grade
Take me back to 9th grade shit, yeah
[chorus]
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
[verse 2]
She said, "how'd we end up in the parking lot in smithtown? "
The morning's on its way to sunrise
She said, "the island is long, but life is short in this town
I'm glad we got to redo the time"
[pre-chorus 2]
We just need a night like
We just need a night like this, yeah
Take me back to 9th grade
Take me back to 9th grade shit, yeah
And just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
[chorus]
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
[bridge]
I can't let go and your lips feel retro
You're my breakfast club
You're my song from cyndi lauper
No more missed times, we fly by street signs
Let your hips rewind
Take me back into the future, yeah
[chorus]
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat and let my best friend drive
jon bellion
- an immigrant
Woke up in London with you next to me
Made love in Brixton with both hands around your neck
I'm back in New York on British ecstasy
So I feel like an immigrant in America
Yes I am just an immigrant in America
Cigar and cigarette ashes
As I open all my luggage up
I still speak my native language
But I only want your foreign tongue
Remember?
When you spilled coffee on my J
Coffee on my J Dilla vinyl
I didn't even mind
Didn't even mind
Crazy
When you spilled coffee on my J
Coffee on my J Dilla vinyl
I didn't even mind
Didn't even mind
Baby
South London, born in Colombia
Texts in Spanish that she's all alone
She said she's found an appartment
I'm in Harlem screaming take me home
jon bellion
- eyes to the sky
Anxiety dances' across my pillow case, my god it dances
it's like, 1, 2 step
it's asking stupid questions
Like "are you living right? " Such stupid questions
Because I'm just trying to
I'm trying live, I'm trying rise, above the shit, the devil tries
Which is why I keep my eyes to the sky
I. I. I. I. I. I. I. I. insert something really dope right here
I'm supposed to write a hook but all I wanna say is
I just want to be happy
(I just want to be happy) ... want to be happy (eh yeah)
I'm supposed to write a fuckin hook right here
Money and riches blah blah yeah yeah
I just want to be happy
(I just want to be happy)
want to be happy (eh yeah)
I've been working my ass off
that's why Christina left me, been working my ass off
On this project, but I guess that it's okay
My family never liked you, I guess that it's okay
Now I'm just I'm just
I'm trying live I'm trying rise
Above the shit the devil tries
Which is why I keep my eyes to the sky
Listen boo boo, bear with me (yeah)
Smarter than your average
Raised around Brooklyn based Italian
there's so much soul up in my Johnson
I don't need a rapper on it
Because the urbans in my testes
but I come and pop packaging (yikes)
Bunch of pricks talk shit, we call that cactusing
We don't want no fight club don't want no Brad Pittin'
Braymance like this shit just when I'm ad-libbin'
Fronting on my Sean Penn what movie are you actin in?
Seventh grade I said "I'm bout to leave the masses then"
My ex-girlfriend's sister said "you babbling"
Even back then cook crack, drug trafficking
I'm trying live, I'm trying rise, above the shit, the devil tries
Which is why I keep my eyes to the sky
(you're gonna be okay kid, you're gonna be, O-Kay)
jon bellion
- fashion
I hit 'em with the boots in July
Bitch, I don't need snow
I gotta go bigger, I gotta go bigger
Five thousand on a coat cause it's fly
No, I don't speak broke
Still, I gotta go bigger, fuckin' go figure
There's an aching, there's a hole in my chest
It's amazing that the crown of a king doesn't change me
It's amazing
Baby, that we all want, we all need fashion
Baby, that we all want, we all need fashion
Have I lost control? A voice says I might need my soul
But that's when I remember
That we all want, we all need fashion
Lost in it, livin' life through a phone
Now it's all I know
I gotta go bigger, I gotta go bigger
Yeah, five million dollar mans
It's a cure, stuck in high school mode
Still, I gotta go bigger, fuckin' go figure
There's an aching, there's a hole in my chest
It's amazing that the crown of a king doesn't change me
It's amazing
Baby, that we all want, we all need fashion
Baby, that we all want, we all need fashion
Have I lost control? A voice says I might need my soul
But that's when I remember
That we all want, we all need fashion
Might be gold, but that shit's still a chain
Might be gold, but that shit's still a chain
Might be gold, that shit's still a chain
Might be gold, but that shit's still a
Baby, that we all want, we all need fashion
Baby, that we all want, we all need fashion
Have I lost control? A voice says I might need my soul
But that's when I remember
That we all want, we all need fashion
Might be gold, that shit's still a chain
Might be gold, that shit's still a chain
Might be gold, that shit's still a chain
Might be gold, might be gold
jon bellion
- guillotine
[Verse 1: Jon Bellion]
Sleep on me, feel the rhythm in my chest, just breathe
I will stay so the lantern in your heart won't fade
[Chorus: Jon Bellion]
The secrets you tell me I'll take to my grave
There's bones in my closet, but you hang stuff anyway
And if you have nightmares, we'll dance on the bed
I know that you love me, love me
Even when I lose my head
Guillotine, guillotine
Even when I lose my head
Guillotine, guillotine
Even when I lose my head
[Verse 2: Jon Bellion]
Kiss my lips, feel the rhythm of your heart and hips
I will pray so the castle that we've built won't cave
[Chorus: Jon Bellion]
The secrets you tell me I'll take to my grave
There's bones in my closet, but you hang stuff anyway
And if you have nightmares, we'll dance on the bed
I know that you love me, love me
Even when I lose my head
Guillotine, guillotine
Even when I lose my head
Guillotine, guillotine
Even when I lose my head
[Bridge: Jon Bellion & Travis Mendes]
You fill me up, you fill me up
You set my soul ablaze
You fill me up, you fill me up
Your love is so amazing
You fill me up, you fill me up
You set my soul ablaze
You fill me up even when I lose my head
[Chorus 2: Travis Mendes]
Guillotine, guillotine
Even when I lose my head
Guillotine, guillotine
Even when I lose my head
Guillotine
Even when I lose my head
Guillotine, guillotine
Even when I lose my head
[Outro: Jon Bellion & Travis Mendes]
You fill me up, you fill me up
You set my soul ablaze
You fill me up, you fill me up
Your love is so amazing
You fill me up, you fill me up
You set my soul ablaze
You fill me up even when I lose my head
jon bellion
- he is the same
I wonder why I get paranoid when I?m high
I wonder why I say yes to everyone in my life
I wonder why I can?t run that fast in my dreams
I wonder why I feel short when I know my money?s tall
I wonder why I miss everyone and I still don?t call
I wonder why I can?t run that fast in my dreams
[Pre-Chorus]
Although I guess if I knew tomorrow
I guess I wouldn?t need faith
I guess if I never fell, I guess I wouldn?t need grace
I guess if I knew His plans, I guess He wouldn?t be God
[Chorus]
So maybe I don?t know, maybe I don?t know
Maybe I don?t know, maybe I don?t know
But maybe that?s okay
Maybe that?s okay, maybe that?s okay
Maybe I don?t know, maybe I don?t know
But maybe thats okay
[Verse 2]
I wonder why I feel emptiness and I sing these blues
I wonder why I feel hopelessness when I watch the news
I wonder why I can?t find my voice in my dreams
I wonder why they say hate your brother and hide your gold
I wonder why we all fear the things that we might not know
I wonder why I can?t find my voice in my dreams
[Pre-Chorus]
Although I guess if I knew tomorrow
I guess I wouldn?t need faith
I guess if I never fell, I guess I wouldn?t need grace
I guess if I knew His plans, I guess He wouldn?t be God
[Chorus]
So maybe I don?t know, maybe I don?t know
Maybe I don?t know, maybe I don?t know
But maybe that?s okay
Maybe that?s okay, maybe that?s okay
Maybe I don?t know, maybe I don?t know
But maybe thats okay
[Bridge]
All this shit, I can?t explain
Is it by design or random fate, yeah
[Chorus]
So maybe I don?t know, maybe I don?t know
Maybe I don?t know, maybe I don?t know
But maybe that?s okay
Maybe that?s okay, maybe that?s okay
Maybe I don?t know, maybe I don?t know
But maybe thats okay
jon bellion
- irobot
I was a human, breathing and thinking
Eating and drinking, philosophizing
I was a human, before you killed me
And ripped my heart out, I knew what love was
Now when they ask me, I just reply slow
And sound like an iphone
I do not know love, I am a robot
(Ba ba ba ba bam bada bum)
I do not know love, I am a robot
(Ba ba ba ba bam bada bum)
I used to know love
Cause I had a fire, passion and desire
Now all I require are circuits and wires
Inside was an ocean of soul and emotion
Then you cut me open, now all that I know is
I am a robot, thoughtless and empty
Don't know who sent me, don't know who made me
Electric robot, everything's gray now
Numb to the pain now, I knew what love was
Now when they ask me, I just reply slow
And sound like an iphone
I do not know love, I am a robot
(Ba ba ba ba bam bada bum)
I do not know love, I am a robot
(Ba ba ba ba bam bada bum)
I used to know love
Cause I had a fire, passion and desire
Now all I require are circuits and wires
Inside was an ocean of soul and emotion
Then you cut me open, now all that I know is
I am a robot
I am a robot
I used to know love
Cause I had a fire, passion and desire
Now all I require are circuits and wires
Inside was an ocean of soul and emotion
Then you cut me open, now all that I know is
I am a robot
jon bellion
- jim morrison
This young boy is a problem
You should call it in
Yeah, he's kicking down the doors
Jim morrison
This young boy is a problem
You should call it in
And he's kicking down the doors
Jim morrison... Jim morrison
Abbey road and blueprint playing on vinyl
With the hippy flower princess, born in ohio
Chats with label presidents about my goals
And that's before 23, damn straight
I'm so michael
The teachers said I'm nothing
But kanye gave me college
And they feel me down in brooklyn
Yeah, I'm feeling very christopher wallace
Roll me up that mr. Marley
Take a pull and kick some knowledge
Ask my father, getting money is hereditary
Will smith bitch, I am feeling legendary
Brews with chris zarou, we at the four seasons
Got my mother crying for the right reasons
Cute english reporter tells me I'm steamin'
I reply that "I'm just blessed to be eating"
jon bellion
- maybe idk
I wonder why I get paranoid
When I'm high
I wonder why I say yes
To everyone in my life
I wonder why I can't run
That fast in my dreams
I wonder why I feel short
When I know my money's tall
I wonder why I miss everyone
And I still don't call
I wonder why I can't run
That fast in my dreams
Although I guess if I knew tomorrow
I guess I wouldn't need faith
I guess if I never fell
I guess I wouldn't need grace
I guess if I knew His plans
I guess He wouldn't be God
So maybe I don't know, maybe I don't know
Maybe I don't know, maybe I don't know
But maybe that's okay
Maybe that's okay, maybe that's okay
Maybe I don't know, maybe I don't know
But maybe thats okay
I wonder why I feel emptiness
And I sing these blues
I wonder why I feel hopelessness
When I watch the news
I wonder
why I can't find my voice in my dreams
I wonder why they say hate your brother
And hide your gold
I wonder why we all fear the things
That we might not know
I wonder
why I can't find my voice in my dreams
Although I guess if I knew tomorrow
I guess I wouldn't need faith
I guess if I never fell, I guess I wouldn't need grace
I guess if I knew His plans
I guess He wouldn't be God
So maybe I don't know, maybe I don't know
Maybe I don't know, maybe I don't know
But maybe that's okay
Maybe that's okay, maybe that's okay
Maybe I don't know, maybe I don't know
But maybe thats okay
All this shit, I can't explain
Is it by design or random fate, yeah
So maybe I don't know, maybe I don't know
Maybe I don't know, maybe I don't know
But maybe that's okay
Maybe that's okay, maybe that's okay
Maybe I don't know, maybe I don't know
But maybe thats okay
jon bellion
- morning in america
1600, 1600, 1600 on the Sats
Said they gettin', said they gettin'
Said they gettin' me an Suv
Just a couple miles from the lights of the city
Pour a little liquor in my Starbucks Venti
Just 11, just 11 when they said I had the Add
I've been trying to keep up
With all of these great expectations
So I keep on faking
We're secretly out of control, nobody knows it
But my mom's got a problem with oxy's
And she's angry
Cause my dad's office door's always closed
But I stopped knocking
Yeah, we're secretly out of control
And everyone knows
Oh, it's morning in America
Oh, it's morning in America
Oh, it's morning in America
Oh, it's morning in America
At the locker, at the locker
At the locker selling time release
Where's the party? Where's the party?
Where's the party? There's a house empty
Didn't learn a lesson, didn't use protection
Doesn't wanna keep the baby
Throwing up in the alley, in the alley
Older brother looking for me
I've been trying to keep up
With all of these great expectations
So I keep on faking
We're secretly out of control, nobody knows it
But my mom's got a problem with oxy'sa
And she's angry
Cause my dad's office door's always closed
But I stopped knocking
Cause there's some things I don't wanna know
We're secretly out of control, nobody says it
When the class president overdosed, we all pretended
It was rare, it was shocking and all the town was talking
Yeah, we're secretly out of control
And everyone knows
Oh, it's morning in America
Oh, it's morning in America
And everyone knows
Oh, it's morning in America
Oh, it's morning in America
No, no, no, no
We're secretly out of control, nobody knows me
And my friends all addicted to porn
Can't keep a girlfriend
Cause the great expectations got all us imitating
Yeah, we're secretly out of control and everyone knows
We're secretly out of control, nobody knows it
But my mom's got a problem with oxy's
And she's angry
Cause my dad's office door's always closed
But I stopped knocking
Cause there's some things I don't wanna know
We're secretly out of control, nobody says it
When the class president overdosed, we all pretended
It was rare, it was shocking and all the town was talking
Yeah, we're secretly out of control
And everyone knows
Oh, it's morning in America
Oh, it's morning in America
And everyone knows
Oh, it's morning in America
Oh, it's morning in America
And everyone knows
jon bellion
- munny right
I said wait 'til I get my money right
Then you can't tell me nothin', right? Right?
I said wait 'til I get my money right
Then you can't tell me nothin', (right) I-ee-ight
I said wait till I get my money, right
Then you can't tell me nothin', right? (Right)
I said wait 'til I get my money right
Eighth grade, I feel depressed as shit
Cuz my heart is in the future and I know where I belong
It just takes time
Fast forward, now I'm twenty-two
Half a million after taxes just to make a couple songs and I don't mind
Eighth grade I feel depressed as shit
I'll be a fuckin' Warhol with this beat pad, let me paint and hone my craft
It just takes time
Fast forward now I'm twenty two
Making artists feel self-conscious from the honesty and soul and
I don't mind
Put the pause button on the weak shit
You sound like ev'ry body else muhfucka
Nineteen, I'm feeling scared as shit
Cuz I'm dropping out of college from an album made by Ye
I'm out my mind
Fast forward, now I'm twenty-two
And we just sold out S. O. B. 's
Look, son your future came today
As my dad cries
Nineteen, I'm feeling scared as shit
I just got fired, fuck my boss cause all my bills have yet been paid
I'm out my mind
Fast forward, now I'm twenty-two
Yeah, I've been working, I deserve this
Yeah, I'm not afraid to say
jon bellion
- new york soul, pt. ii
Bring me down in Brooklyn if I lose my life
Push me down the Hudson and turn on the radio
Long Island's only smiling cause my soul is flying
I did everything for New York
New Yorker in California
Packed Brooklyn up in this bag
I'm in Malibu with the Bronx
She's in Kevin love with your man
Kyrie needed a king
I'm just making you understand
What I rustle up in the West
Cause my reach is Kevin Duran
Records are very pop
With a pocket deeper than sand
A juxtaposition, Sam Cooke, Billy Joel, Steely Dan
Changing the fucking spectrum
I need you to understand
Like I took the fall for some drugs
I've been nominated for Grams (It's Grammy's)
Skinny genius got blueprints up in my hand
So the minute you hear my single
Just know that it's in my plan
Advantage of demographics
I'm Jigga, Bruno and Sam Smith
I'm moving business, I'm Taylor Swift in a van
This game, boy, is very, very advanced
I'm very, very New York, be very, very aware
How very, very Dinero I can get on a snare
Letting go of your throat
I can sing the hook if you scared
Bring me down in Brooklyn if I lose my life
Push me down the Hudson and turn on the radio
Long Island's only smiling cause my soul is flying
I did everything for New York
Meet me in the red dress when the stakes side
That's porterhouse
She's 5 foot 9 in a Rolls Royce
That's Slaughterhouse
Benny Hahn, Hahn's and a tall boy
We ordered out
The hell you need a chaser when all this liquor is watered down
Wait, see all them lines is fuck boy chat
Don't be so impressed by all that fuck boy rap
This money gon' leave you empty if you just want that
See, my joy lies in the son
And you should jump on that
She'll make you think that she the wife
And that you found the one
But she just looking for some powder
Not the talcum one
I'm not judging
Here in the middle like I'm Malcolm, son
Verbal trigger like you should never play around with guns
Bow down to no crown
These goobers out for the count
Cuz the Sour Diesel was loud
I was pounding face in the lounge
Sober dope, moving proud
Like allowance found in the crowd
With a thousand counting me out
But I'm here and killing the crowd now, blow
Bring me down in Brooklyn if I lose my life
Push me down the Hudson and turn on the radio
Long Island's only smiling cause my soul is flying
I did everything for New York
Let me give the kids just a little help
Tell 'em money is not the key to wealth
Cause if it can stop the pain
How the fuck did you explain the bunch of millionaires
That killed themselves?
So you can take me off your winner's shelf
I got that fifth vision, I'm bringing help
I know the demons in the room gon' say it's more that I can chew
But now all I hear is the dinner bell
I need a family that loves me right
Don't need a chain, don't need a glove at night
I had a conversation with an angel
She told me I'd cheat death if I stayed away from the party life
Dropped off in the land where the artists play
Where God's way is the hardest way
Told myself I'm keeping my faith
If it costs me my reputation, then take it, I'll give it all away
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