MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
machine gun kelly (mgk) - against the world
Help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And the worst part is there? s no one else to blame
Be my friend, hold me
Wrap me up, unfold me
I am small, and needy
Warm me up and breathe me
Uh, its just me against the world
Lost my mistress and my girl
All they wanted was what's in my safe
And all I wanted was just to be great
Contemplate, real or fake, all these people in my face
Wasn't ready for the fame, I flipped my shit and caught a case
Looking at my fans like I can't ball without a base
They understand, ride till' the end
Now bow our heads and let us pray, Amen
And after all these years of crime and malice
I look down and see I'm cold and calloused
And while our sins are to fifthly to bear
We have to wash them down, now grab your chalice
And toast to those who always raised their glasses
When most never chose to go against the masses
So if you ride or die let me see them L's
And I'll take you to a place where we can be ourselves
Look, Hollywood is not my type of party
Nah, look what happened to Chris Farley rest in peace
And then Christopher Wallace, Mo' Money, Mo' Problems
And less people then when you started shit
And you wonder why I don't drink coffee
I don't wanna wake up to these problems of a boss like John Gotti
I'd rather be Che Guevara mixed with a little bit of Marcus Garvey In hopes of a revolution as results of my anarchy
But I? m hardly ever home so I guess I'll be quick
Everybody wanna have their two cents, take it, Here, I don't owe y'all shit
Smoke a zip, change my clothes and give my five year-old a kiss
Family mad at my success dont they say hate is where home is, Damn
So its just me against the world
Lost my mistress and my girl
All they wanted was what's in my safe
And all I wanted was just to be great, Kells
But greatness is in the eye of the beholder, so it starts with you. Believe in your own abilities the way you have believed in mine
It's time, put em up
Let's toast to those who always raised their glasses
When most never chose to go against the masses
Now I know you ride or die so let me see them L's
And be proud you are not afraid to be yourself
If they want me come and get me, unload this clip till' it's empty
And I ain't stutter motherfucker
Do what ever I must to protect my brother
Respect no other, put no man above each other
This is what you live out when you trying to make it out the gutter
This is how you show that precious little baby girl you love her
This is how you step up as a man and get that bread and butter
But get by, all we do is get by
Ironic how we're lower class but always seem to get high
And the chronic seller is the man because he got the supply
Get it? Demand and supply, make that spinach, get that Popeye
Sleep with one eye open, door closed
Bitch next to me, no clothes
Make songs feel like photos, I am hip-hop? s Andy Warhol
Yeah, so if they want me come and get me, and I'll unload this clip till' it's empty
machine gun kelly (mgk) - champions
[Intro: Diddy]
Hey yo
Ain't nobody left for us?
Shit
Last one standing
Lace up!
Black Flag!
Bad Boy, bitch!
Hey yo, it's lonely at the top
Hey yo Kells, hey yo Kells are you ready?
Hey yo Kells, get these motherfuckers
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
All of y'all better wake up now
Everyone's a little late right now
Keep it real, I'm a little hot
How the fuck you gonna hate right now?
Remember my first single?
Chyea well it's doing great right now
Took a 5 hundred though off the gate
Straight to the bank right now
Shit gets wicked in my city so I got a semi in a race right now
Everybody fuckin with me
and if you ain't then you outta place right now
Everybody ain't real, everybody can't be us
Everybody stay losin, that makes us champions
I take that title, till they wave like that title
Introducin' me to Billie Jean, shit I'll take that Michael
Tryin bring the paper in, my paper thin like that Bible
That is how you win stackin Benjamins till its big as the Eiffel
Uh
[Hook]
We are the champions my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
Cause we are the champions of the world
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
I came straight from sellin' nickel bags
Out my baby mama pad just to get a meal
Straight from puttin similac in a Walmart bag tryin make a steal
Straight from burnin' 1 thousand CD's with my name on it
Opposite of what the game wanted, motherfucker
we just tryin' get a mill
Now the shaker grad boy signed to the Bad Boy
But I ain't gettin cheesecake, no this ain't
Making of the Band homebody
What is that my bitch? God damn she Colombian homeboy?
Ever since I got some fans homeboy haters
tryin' be my friends homeboy
Pull up in that tour bus everybody know what's going on in there
Backroom lotta panties droppin lotta
pretty bitches pretty long hair
I'mma talk my shit, bitch
I came into the game as rookie of the year
Blake griffin, Kyrie, Amare Stoudemire
Yeah and still couple people gotta problem with me
at the hater magazine
I mean Fader magazine, tell the journalist to suck
what's in my saggin' jeans
Chocke motherfucker, chocke man
and my fans will knock on your fuckin magazine
Lucky I don't have Jermaine come up in your office
and load up a fuckin magazine
Charlemagne don't like me, what's his name won't fight me
I'm a hype individual god damn it hype beats hype me
Maybe cause I wasn't a good kid in a M. A. A. D. city like Kendrick
I was just a little bad motherfucker beggin landlords to be tenant
Beggin everyone to give my song a listen
tryin' get up out a shitty job position
Tryin' get a 24 karat gold toilet cause I never had a pot to piss in
But it's ok I'm still maintaining
Nonono
No fuck that, fuck maintaining
I'm tied of being humble
It time to let these industry motherfuckers know, man
I wake up and I see four MTV-awards on my dresser
that I got this year
I roll J's as long as my fucking shoe on a fucking gold plat
Lace the fuck up!
[Outro: Diddy]
Champions
Bad Boy
Lace Up
Black Flag
Never, never, never give up
We see you at the top, baby
We will be waiting there with a ice cold flask lemonade and Cîroc
And a couple of bad bitches inside the [?]
cause that's how we do
If you make, you're welcome
Champions
Get down or lay down
machine gun kelly (mgk) - lost boys
I guess I lost my life again
It's just one of those nights again
No one wants their life to end
Drownin' now in the life of sin
I guess I lost my life again
It's just one of those nights again
No one wants their life to end
Drownin' now in the life of sinYeah (Oh-oh), yeah (Oh-oh)
Yeah (Oh-oh), yeah (Oh-oh)
Yeah (Oh-oh), yeah (Oh-oh)
Yeah (Oh-oh), yeah (Oh-oh)
Bloodshot, blue eyes, I recorded two tonight
One is for all those I love, this one's for the suicide
Everything is blue inside, everyone at you and I
People won't say how they feel about you until you die
Everything's cinematic, protagonist catches a bad habit
By the end, he's a damn addict
Leave him guessin', make a sequel
Let everyone say that it wasn't as good as the first
And they lost their damn magic
Y'all being pragmatic, bitch, I'm Illmatic
I'm rich and still savage, I'm rich and I'm unhappy
I wish I was back in the days
When I had a shitty shirt
with my hat backwards
Now I'm alone in a vamp castle
I'm telling myself it's the last caspule
But why would I even wanna be alive
To see her with someone at Art Basel? So I
I guess I lost my life again
It's just one of those nights again
No one wants their life to end
Drownin' now in the life of sin
I guess I lost my life again
It's just one of those nights again
No one wants their life to end
Drownin' now in the life of sin
Yeah (Oh-oh), yeah (Oh-oh)
Yeah (Oh-oh), yeah (Oh-oh)
Yeah (Oh-oh), yeah (Oh-oh)
Yeah (Oh-oh), yeah (Oh-oh)
machine gun kelly (mgk) - mind of a stoner
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Ok, I lost my job last night
Picked up my paycheck
But 35 of it's gone already cuz Uncle Sam ain't get paid yet
Mom and them bitchin bout this rent
I ain't even gon' say shit
And half of what is left goes to her
(why?) Cuz I ain't use that latex, damn
Cheese sandwich and chips (meal)
Slim just spilled his drink in my Toyota 96 (wheels)
Well at least that blunt is lit
Don't they say life is what you make it?
Then I'm tryna make it money
And ride through my hood clean as Easter Sunday,
that's wassup, uh
[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
All my dreamer's put your hands in the sky
All my dreamer's put your hands in the sky
One time
All my dreamer's put your hands in the sky
All my dreamer's put your hands in the sky
One time
For the bullshit that you came from
Worked hard to get away from
But the devils there and you just can't seem to shake em
Two times
For them long nights that you stayed up
Thinkin about that paper
Crush it, lick it, split it, light it, blaze up
From the mind of a stoner, from the mind of a stoner
Simple thoughts from a loner, simple thoughts from a loner
Just the mind of a stoner, the mind of a stoner
Simpler thoughts from a loner, simple thoughts from a loner, oh
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
Parents aren't doin much now since little brother got locked up
And I'm stuck smokin this mid
waiting for the weed man to get stocked up
And my girl cancelled on me, said something else popped up
And I can't get with my ex now cuz her ring
finger all rocked up, damn
No one likes you when your 23 without a plan
Sit around in apartments all day smokin weed and I'm like
"bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe"
Till I (skkrrtt) out in my Subaru
and in the rear view is them lights
I'm talking about red white and blue
The same color as our flag
The one's that they say salute
But the ones that's whoopin my ass
And the same days that I'm happy
Is the same days that I'm mad
Cuz I can't go 24 hours
without shit happening to my ass, get high
[Hook]
[Outro talking: Machine Gun Kelly]
Rollin up this weed
Thinkin about life
And you know what?
I'm good, yeah!
machine gun kelly (mgk) - ltfu
Time, one more time
One more time
One more time
One more...
Yeah, we gunna do it uh
For the nights in the past we ain't do enough
For the unforgettable nights we couldn't take in
Cause we were to busy guzzlin the gin
All in, til we spew it up
My city love me so whenever I'm home
I get the messages saying that it is on
Tell my homie Seven order up another zone
Me and Dubo getting high, Slim pouring the patron
In the club nights, the rock boys in the building bitch
Muther fuck Vip
I'm trying to see all the girls in the crowd get wild
And which one of em is trying to suck D-I-C
Somebody go and tell the Dj to play my shit
"Man I'm so Cleveland", yeah thats my shit
Bottles all gone, take a few more sips
All these hoes got money, so I'm filthy rich
Rich, yup they rich, and they love to spend it all on my click
They know we don't like clothes so they strip
Sign my name all across they tits, shit
Now where we at next? I don't know but wherever we go don't dress
Half naked and my chucks still fresh
Half baked but I'm not no chef
Yes, let me hit it one more time like Brittany
Let me get 9 more shots like fifty
Bitch I hustle, but I ain't Nipsey
Bitch I rage, who gets tipsy?
Last call for alcohol
So all the hoes go and get in my bed
And I say hoes cuz I mean more than one
Ima freak, so girl go and grab your friend, kellz
One more time, kellz, kellz, kellz
One more time [x4]
Smokin out, pourin up
Keep a drink up in my cup [x3]
Smokin out, pourin up
Lace The Fuck Up!
And I'm, back on my bullshit
Walk in the room can you smell that ugh shit
Speed it up in a giant red bull shit
'93 Michael Jordan red bull shit
And I'm so Mvp, Derrick Rose ain't got shit on me
And I fuck like a porn star
All of the girls no I don't play ball
But they know that I got that D
I am on Jets, no Nyc
Now I'm in stores like Fye
Saw my face on Mtv
She suckin with no hands like an amputee
God dammit I'm me, dammit I'm Kellz
I don't cuff hoes, what I look like jail?
I just fuck hoes, and I fuck them well
And make them pay me, call that bail
Bottles on me like a newborn
Gotta put the crew on
Pull up to the party in an all black Yukon
Presidential shit, but I don't got a suit on
No shirt, gotta keep it hot like Tucson
And I rage, and I rage, better than yall
Any day, any place, bet I go hard
Step into the party and the cameras go awe
Little bit of liquor when I'm in my drawers
Oh naw, hell naw
I am wilder than a muther fuckin raina
I can smoke all your weed dude, can't I?
I be smoking shit that make you do the macarena
I be on the east side, I be with the gangstas
I be fucking your bitch, she is a complaina
Cuz she be screamin real loud like a singa
Let me hit it, let me hit it, one more time
machine gun kelly (mgk) - her song
Chorus:
Oh these times hard, yeah they're making us crazy,
Don't give up on me baby.
Oh these times hard, yeah they're making us crazy,
Don't give up on me baby.
Verse 1:
I'm just out here chasing my dreams girl,
But it's crazy cuz that dream cost me my dream girl
Promise you I wouldn't change before I left,
now I think leaving is the one thing I regret
Cause the one thing I possess, it wasn't materials,
wasn't checks, wasn't cars, wasn't clothes,
or any part of success
It was you, and without that in my life
I'm depressed, you became the new drug I couldn't get
And everytime you came over
I was on some shit, either too fucked up, or bitchin,
don't remember how you dress
Even though I remember when you would lay with me when
I ain't have a bed, buy me food
and come with me up with some head
You had me like a Dread locked down, but I wouldn't
show it, instead got on that bus and left you blowin in the wind
Shit and it's fucked up cuz every girl I'm with I see
Your face, now summers here
And I'm sittin outside your place singin this shit
Chorus:
Oh these times hard, yeah they're making us crazy,
Don't give up on me baby.
Oh these times hard, yeah they're making us crazy,
Don't give up on me baby.
Verse 2:
I never thought for a minute, if you showed me a
picture of my life now, that you wouldn't be in it
Took me a couple years to say I loved you, but I meant
it when I said it, wasn't much of a romantic, but you
get it
Didn't really smoke, but when I rolled it up you hit
it, and we lit it up, shotgun in our kisses
And fuck these other bitches baby, fuck these other
bitches in my bunk
Staring up at all your pictures that you sent me on my
birthday, remember that? cuz I couldn't forget it
Like I forgot yours, but I'm sorry and I said it, I
admit, I fucked up, and I lied, but this is true
I don't know what home is because I'm lost without you,
just like our favorite song, yeah blink 182
Now I just turn it off, when it comes on, I wish I
hated you
I used to have someone at 3am that I could call, now it
just rings and I don't get nothing at all
Where you at girl?
Voicemail:
(Phones Rings)Come on pick up (Kells) Yeah hold on give
me a minute.
(Operator) "Your call has been forwarded to an
automated voice messaging system"
(Girl) Hi, Uhm, I'm not here right now, Please leave a
message (Beep)
(Kells) Damn..
Chorus:
Oh these times hard, yeah they're making us crazy,
Don't give up on me baby.
Oh these times hard, yeah they're making us crazy,
Don't give up on me baby.
machine gun kelly (mgk) - i know
I know, you don't wanna see me like running through
The day and night
Trying to get my money right
I know you hate to see me doing right,
Switching cars and changing flights
Trying to get my money right
And I know, and I know, and I know, and I know. and I know
Let?s get this money fool
And I know, and I know, and I know, and I know, and I know
And and I know
Let's get this money fool
Until these dollars in my pockets fat as ten wallets
Man im tryig to ball until my paper stretch like ben wallace
Swish, I count respect now I just need power like 10 sockets
Plus im fly as fuck,
Man I musta came out of the womb with 10 rockets
Gone, blast off, I grinded my ass off,
Now my hotel's filled with 20 bitches with they pants off
And we grow that cash crop, puff puff pass off,
Till the green is gone, shit it looks like we mowed the grass on
Hold on, c-l-e man I rep my town
Every day bleed that orange and brown,
Motherfuck you talking about?
'less e-s-t coming out of your mouth
I?m putting on my ganging shit,
You putting on your hating shit
Yo girl told me I?m the best, I ain't have to say shit
I know, you don?t wanna see me like running through the day
And night
Trying to get my money right
I know you hate to see me doing right, switching cars
And changing flights
And I know, and I know, and I know, and I know. and I know.
And I know, and I know, and I know, and I know, and I know.
And and I know
Ok, everybody knows I be on my jock,
*label me the diddy* in my city doing anything for a penny
Or when I?m in a club call me fifty, they could be ?
Don?t nobody ever wanna see me shine
But you can?t block the sun
Since I'm a star that means what I?m saying, which means
I?ma shine no matter what
So call me keenan, call me kell,
If you ain't about shit don?t call my cell
I had my fans before my deal
Can't hold me down cause ya know I'm real
Say I'm this, call me wack,
But when I come around better tuck yo sack
It's e-s-t all around the world,
So the whole planet?s got my back(back)
Fuck your cars, fuck your clothes,
Walk up in the spot take all your hoes
20 Dollar levi's I don?t need no green dot
Alphabet k baked all dem o's
My hotel, my hotel,
You wanna know what happens in my hotel?
Is that your girl?
I know her well,
She was here last night now bitch go tell
Trying to get my money right
Every day I?m out here
Trying to get my money right
Yeah, you know I'm (trying to get my money right)
I heard they hatin cause I'm (trying to get my money right)
Mic check- ok
So why you talking down now? because I run the town now?
Because I?m ring leader of this and you a clown now?
Because you fell up bad as fuck? (true)
Cause I?m on you mad as fuck(true)
Cause me and my team made it ourselves
You looking mad at us
And maybe cause the streets you call your hood
Rock with me more than you
And when we in the same building the crowd
Watching me more than you
Do I get paid more than you? no, but you?re a fucking fool
And that girl that you trick and call your wife
Chose me over you
You bitch
I know, you don?t wanna see me like
Running through the day and night
Trying to get my money right
I know you hate to see me doing right, switching
Cars and changing flights
Try and get my money right.
And I know, and I know, and I know, I know
And I know, and I know, and I know, I know.
You killed ? right?
machine gun kelly (mgk) - miss me
[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Cleveland on my back L's up when you see me
Came from the underground now they on tv swear to God haan
Ain't shit changed
Fool, you can miss me with that rap shit
You can miss me with that stereotypical
"he isn't lyrical" barbershop chat shit
Miss me with that frat shit
Only university I graduated was Hard Knocks
I'm from Cleveland where they trap shit
Five bucks for the catfish, five bucks for the bad bitch
Five bucks in a drought in this city
Could get you a piece of that cactus
With saran wrap for the wrapping
What u mean?
Meaning we bundling all of this loud into Garcia Vegas
I swear it's contagious the way that we passed it
Patches on my denim vest about as old as my dad is
Blood stains on my chucks cus well we know what that is
Jet lag from these long flights still sitting coach like it's practice
Feeling like students when the schools back
I'm trying to see what first class is
Cash is the root of all evil
But maybe that's why I do bad shit
Fact is, I do what I need
Cause the country we live in is fascist
And no Catholic or Baptist, warlord or pacifist
Could've seen what I seen without Imax's and 3d glasses
Ya'll in family houses like Bob Saget
Both parents
I was on family couches like "you don't want it? " ill wear it
Inheriting hand me downs as a grown man, embarrassed
And these dreams seem far-fetched
When reality is you're sharing
A shirt, shower, and shitter while your newborns in the carriage
Packaging groceries in bags for an hourly seven dollar average
This ain't living this is strife, mixed with Hennessey
And some sprite
But maybe one day they'll remember me like they remember Mike
When I'm gone
Uh, Kells
Maybe they'll remember me when I'm gone
[Hook 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
When my times up on this earth
And they bury me in the dirt
Don't say that I ain't milk this life for everything that it's worth
(everything that it's worth)
And when I die remember me like Kurt, Bang!
[Verse 2: Dub-O]
And they say Dub quit with that humble shit
You can only be cool for so long
Don't misjudge I'm not the one you wanna rumble with
Write it down, take a pic
Do whatever you gotta do to remember me
I'm in your memory for infinity
And the same goes for your bitch
Remember me from Kennedy
Or East High on the east side where niggas die over anything
Yeah, Dub-O
Oh, you ain't know?
I got go, I rock shows, I be calling plays like Flaco
But I'm so Cleveland it's a damn shame
And Est is my damn gang been reppin
That since way back and that double X is my campaign
Pop bottles that champagne
It's Cliquot for the champions now where the hell is my damn ring?
Biatch, celebration for nothing let you believe what you see
I'm in the back but no frontin
7 days out the week I be working I'm full of hunger
That jealousy is the smell of defeat
Remember who told you
I'm gone
Remember me when I'm gone
[Hook 2: Dub-O]
When the time is up on my watch
And they bury me in that box
Don't say I ain't give this game everything that I got
(everything that I got)
And when I die remember me like Pac, Bang!
machine gun kelly (mgk) - hated
Lace the fuck up muthafucka
Original
And I'm young ozzy
Machine gun little tommy
Mayhem fuckin Pamela up in tha lobby
Make her shake then she bake like I'm ricky bobby
Eat the munchies then I skate like I'm playin hockey
Sex pistol everything I said vicious
I'm makin johnny cash haters eat my limp bizkits
Buy a dub then I step no skrillex
Grab the jimmy no Hendrix
Put my dick in her appendix then bust
Yeah I don't give a fuck
I eat pussy so that means I can eat whoever I want
And these rappers smell a little fishy maybe you a lunch
Imma muthafuckin punk or you a muthafuckin punk
Tour bus full of girlfriends everybody fuck
Bamboos full of elephant trunk you call blunts
So if you with me throw them fuckin L's up
Est or you a muthafuckin cunt bitch what
I'm hated [x8] (bitch what, bitch what)
Muthafucka I'm hated [x8]
Stank biotch I'm hated [x8]
Muthafucka I'm hated [x4]
And I don't give a fuck bitch I'm
Big chief of chuck t's wife beater
Still hood 4 doors no two seater
Wanita brain like a smart senior
And she pop two like she got a cold fever
Fuck bitches dudes don't fly neither
Two liters of the brown me and tech nina
The green give me amnesia
While its kells poppin out the goddamn speaker
Not too many people keep up with the word play of my raps dog
So maybe the crititcs slow and I'm too fuckin fast dog
Theres three reason why I am better than your favorite rapper star
I can rap hard, I got better fans, and Ill beat his fuckin ass dog
Cleveland on my shoulder like a backpack
Cleveland on my shoulder look at that tat
Cleveland is the city where I'm at
Bring the cheese and turn this bitch into a muthafuckin rat trap
Fuck the course I been hated and they know that
Fuck the forest chop the trees and then we blow that
Imma taurus but I don't bullshit
You can get the fuck out or come and get this full dick
And maybe call up a couple of fans
And then they come over because they were scared
Because they were intimidated by the noise or maybe by the
Mohawk in my hair
Or maybe my boys who don't even rap
The many celebrities that it attract
Instead of adapting to ski mask
A matter of fact how bout you know what give me that
I'm hated, hated, hated, hated
Ha Lace Up bitch
Turn your face up bitch
Until then blaze up bitch
They hate us bitch
But that's who made us bitch
That girl gon blame us bitch
And if you sleepin on the kid wake up bitch
Bitch, bitch I heard the girls like it when I say "Bitch"!
machine gun kelly (mgk) - wanna ball
[Hook]
Me and my dog, represent like what (rep, rep)
Represent like what (like what, like what)
Me and my bitch get it in like what
We get it in like what, unh (unh, unh, unh, unh, unh...)
[Post-Hook]
And if you never had a penny, don't you wanna ball?
Used to fall asleep with the stomach empty, now don't you wanna ball?
Tattoos like Makaveli, the shit that make you wanna ball
And I'm a die when I'm ready, but I'm living so I want it all
[Verse 1]
Me and my dogs getting blow biatch
My little brother just got out of parole biatch
My daughter just turned five-years old biatch
And we ain't mopping no mo' floors biatch
None of my brothers work 9-5
Never scared living life, we got nine lives
Keep it hood with the Hen on my tie
Smoking on la-la, bumping Big Poppa
I mean look at all the shit we been through
Seven people in a four door rental
I mean look at what we did with a pencil
Beat a statistic of becoming another stencil
I mean an outline on that sidewalk
Man I'm supposed to be dead and that's real talk
[Hook]
[Post-Hook]
[Verse 2]
I wonder what you got for a little muhafucka
A real muhfucka, chill muhfucka
I guess it's God's will
Yet and still, I'm in the field with dollar bills
To track sharks with no gills, ready to kill muhfuckas
And I don't want no part of that
The first time I heard kat-kat-kat
I almost had a fucking heart attack
Stuttering like that-that-that shit was crazy
Maybe it's time I used the talent that God gave me
But I was just local
Didn't have a rap name, I was just hopeful
Paid for my first studio session with quarters
We didn't even have enough money to cut vocals, damn
Traded pop cans for dimes
Some wanna be doctors, I wanted to rhyme
And if following your dreams is a crime, then I'm a crook
Guess I'll be in the book, when they get me, in due time
[Interlude]
Free all my real muthafuckers! We livin' bitch! Fuck the police!
[Hook]
[Post-Hook]
[Outro]
Yeah! Can you believe? Your boy is living the muthafucking dream, while they still sleep. Ha, sons-of-bitches. Alarm clock ain't going off 'til the work days half-way over. Fuck it! Light five more. And I heard homebody done fucked every bitch on the block, hahahaha. That muhafucka crazy. Cleveland
machine gun kelly (mgk) - warning shot
Okay I came in, no clout Small bank, and my big mouth
Small name but these big shots
Know just what this kid's 'bout
I said shit, then I meant shit, Coroner, I dead shit
I treat hoes, just like hoes, That throw bones go fetch shit
I'm pitbull, that 'X' shit That goin in at they neck' shit
That we gonna have a problem
if I am not on they next shit'
Cause I wreck shit can't tame me
I'm EminExplainem and I'm Jay-Z
I'm the renegade of this rap shit, me
and all my boys like A Team
Fuck's wrong wit y'all? This is my warning shot
I better see you get ghost
Because I'll treat competition like hoes
skip conversation and cum at they throats
Boy I'm from the C-L-E-V-E-L-A-N-D and
I will be reppin that until I die
And you either with me or riding against me
so let me know put them L's in the sky, lace up!
Call me the man better yet call me the kid
Because nobody this young done what I did
Cause nobody this young gone through the shit that
I went through these past couple years and lived
Y'all suckers hickey shit I'm a real rockstar Nikki Sixx
I'm Minaj y'all just watch god damn y'alls nicki's bitch
Can the game get any more corny?
Can the fame get any more boring?
Can any other lame who think
I'm dope put out garbage and make it easy for me
Is it possible for anyone to adore me?
Is it possible for anyone to record me?
So I cannot trust other people
who capture closed video songs
and put them out before me
And is it possible that I possibly delivered the illest lyrics
Somebody call the paramedics
somebody call the fucking paramedics
Is it even possible with a lack of academics
To get the credit in the city
and never spend a minute in the class
Fuck that kiss my ass straight
Till it's pitch black roll it up and let me hit it
This is our warning shot
let's go this is our this our warnin shot
The final call. warning shot
machine gun kelly (mgk) - see my tears
Every day I, wake up, to the same shit
In the same house, with the same bricks
In the same clothes, with the same kicks
I might as well be in jail
Caged in, stairin' at the wall waitin' for a change but
Dad telling me I gotta get a job
Couldn't pay the bills so the lights turned off
Them Cleveland boys got it hard
Oh my god, we been living like this too long
Just to lose it all in a week
My people too strong
Get it? Me and my boys be gone
Puffing all week like this the lawn
Me and my boys tired of being here
That is why we gone
They say we wouldn't amount to nothing, huh?
Y'all thought we was bluffing, huh?
Fought every temptation shit, I guess I'm David Ruffin huh
Nowadays, we don't gotta do that dirt, tell my boys they good
And nowadays my little girl won't have to work, moved her out the hood
Look man, I done been through it all, and I'ma damned if I got this far
And if I let them strip me of this message let these haters take my heart
This for the ones that had it hard, the ones like me, the underdogs
This for the ones that waited for them clouds to fall, please god let it
You can't see my tears, in the rain
Underneath it all, we're just the same, same, same
You can't see my tears, in the rain
All around the world it's just the same, same, same
You can't see my tears, in the rain
So I let it rain
And they mad that I made it out the city
But if you look I'm still out in the city
Before everything I had clout in the city
Two other states and never bounced on the city
Shout out to everybody that's proud in the city
Everybody cheering in the crowd from the city
Everyone that never had doubts in the city
Cause they know I represent what we about in the city
And I'm still laced up, tell the world that's nothing changed
Till it's hundred dollar bills in my pocket, then nothings change
If my team ain't with me, then I don't wanna thang, tell them I'll go broke before I run out on my gang
EST over everything
100 thousand plus, cult fan base yea that is us, my songs tattooed on they body troubled youth, we bad as fuck and what?
Nobody gave a shit about for broken mirrors
So I care less about appearance
Just as long as they can hear us
We're fearless, we're stupid, we're dealers, we're loser's
We're killers, we're orphan's, we're addicts, we're stealers
We're shooters so kill us
We are what they say we are until conformity hits us
Or those clouds come down and take them all with us, please god let it
You can't see my tears, in the rain
Underneath it all, we're just the same, same, same
You can't see my tears, in the rain
All around the world it's just the same, same, same
You can't see my tears, in the rain
So I let it rain
machine gun kelly (mgk) - black tuxedos
[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly]
Uh, grilled cheese with no ham
Lookin at my life like God damn
I came from nothing no lie
Bitch, now I want a piece of that pie that's why it's
[HOOK]
All black tuxedos
All black tuxedos
No hand me down's no more it's just all black tuxedo's
All black tuxedos
All black tuxedos
I came from nothing no lie
Now it's all black tuxedos
(Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly)
Handshakes don't make friends boy
Laziness don't make rent boy
Shaker grad with no plans boy
Single dad with no ends boy
Now I only fuck 10's boy
Life's a movie no lens boy
Took it from the cement boy
And I still kept it Cleveland boy
[Verse 2: Tezo]
I come straight from the bottom just to get high at the top
I got all of the juice somebody grab me a mop
Real recognize real, look me dead in the eyes
Calamari and steak, no more burgers and fries
Cliquot keep me pissy, all my ex-hoes miss me
Black Benz, that big body I call that bitch Missy
Big bank take little bank, fuck what ya think
You don't grind you don't shine
You don't grind you don't shine, Tezo
[Hook]
All black tuxedos
All black tuxedos
No hand me down's no more it's just all black tuxedo's
All black tuxedos
All black tuxedos
I came from nothing no lie
Now it's all black tuxedos
[Machine Gun Kelly]
All black tuxedos
All my bitches wear speedos
[Tezo]
Mobbed up like Sonny
Wackin all of you weasels
[Machine Gun Kelly]
And I'm riding dirty, 4 wheels
Smoking something illegal
In the rear view is them people
But it's fuck the law we don't see em
[Tezo]
I like my weed real loud, champagne cold
I've been killin this shit since 17 years old
Used to turn on the lights I saw nothing but roaches
Now I turn on the lights I see Bentley's and Porsches, god damn
[HOOK]
All black tuxedos
All black tuxedos
No hand me down's no more it's just all black tuxedo's
All black tuxedos
All black tuxedos
I came from nothing no lie
Now it's all black tuxedos
[Outro]
Uh, grilled cheese with no ham
Lookin at my life like God damn
Uh, I came from nothing no lie
Bitch, now I want a piece of that pie that's why it's
All black tuxedo's
machine gun kelly (mgk) - d3mons
[Hook]
I swear that I can feel em' fucking with me
I swear that I can feel em' fucking with me
Every Night I feel em fucking with me
[Verse 1: Mgk]
I wake up screaming in my sleep every fucking night
Open up my eyes to cold sweat
bloody clothes from my nose, erghh
Nothing nice, Father I've killed a man, but I had to do it
Only thing is "he" is me, damn
how the fuck you couldn't get me through this?
My skin is bluish, voices in my head saying
"Don't be stupid all you have is in that bag you better use it! "
Cut it, snuff it, puff it, shoot it
only one I trust now is myself these muthafucka's Judas
Gun in my pillow cause all I feel is this paranoia
Holes in my wall from all them nights
That I was feeling for him
The devils here but I'm still awake, then I broke the mirror
Why? Cause I seen his face, even my bitch corrupted
I fucked her pussy until it's bloody took it out
and then she sucked it told me that she loved it, Bitch
Everything is black I think I am deceased
I am a ghost without the bed sheets, X speak
[Verse 2: Dmx]
If a beast is what I got to be, then so be it
Fuck it, if I got to live it, then ya'll gon' see it
Eat it, Shit it, Live it, it's in my blood
That's why I get down like "What? " from the dirt to the mud
You fucked up thinking shit was sweet, but shit in the streets
Make you split the heat to the back of his head
make you spit teeth only love ones grieve
And I don't wanna have to be the one to tell you shits deep
But man, shits deep
[Hook]
I swear that I can feel em fucking with me
Every night I feel em fucking with me
Please God tell these demons stop fucking with me
Every God damn night I feel 'em fucking with me
Why? Please God
[Verse 3: Dmx]
The streets still the same
Ain't right, if a nigga can't still feel the pain
But still kill the game, still keep real and aim
I get down one way
we could keep it that one way or take it to gun play
Let a nigga know, If we going to walk this dog
Or If we ain't gon talk at all
Make a nigga have to, talk with the 4
it's the only language you know
There you go Pop, pop, pop, Now there you go
And I hate that I can see snakes clearly
They don't even try to hide
it's like they try to get near me
Most of ya'll don't hear me
it's like I'm talking to myself
You niggas is so dumb
I feel like I'm talking for my health
It's not like I'm talking for the wealth
cause there ain't no money in the truth
Shit! I live this shit for real, Ya'll make it up in the booth
Till a nigga lose his tooth
over some shit he didn't plan on
Wasn't prepare for, really couldn't stand on
[Verse 4: Mgk]
Fuck it, Turn the cam on, tie his feet and his hands up
and watch him
I'll be back up with that heat to get his tan on
Now that's for fucking with me
And that's for my dog
This because where you're going
you're not gonna need that arm
The street's is talking, Uh oh, there they come
Thirsty for that blood, Red rum, red rum
Do you know how it feels to be so mad you would kill?
Or to be so trapped when you scream your throat
cuts like jagged pills?
And whenever you close your eyes
everything inside you dies
And all the "high's, crimes, and lies" come alive muthafucka
[Hook]
I swear that I can feel 'em fucking with me
Every night I feel em fucking with me
Please God tell these demons stop fucking with me
Every God damn night I feel em fucking with me
Why? Please God
machine gun kelly (mgk) - 100 words and running
Comin out the bottom of the muthafuckin totem pole,
Callin everyone who ain't believe like "I told them hoes"
Now they on my scrotem though,
And I've been grindin so long its like I gotta blow,
Baby mama callin up my phone what the fuck you want?
Cuz I don't owe nobody shit stop askin,
Hatas get off of my dick stop gaggin,
They know I'm schoolin em they tell me stop classin,
We already know that you the shit stop gassin,
Ech and my flow is fuckin sick dawg,
Make a bitch cough like a sick dog,
Prolly cuz I spit raw, no fuckin with this boy,
These other rappers more uncool then when the fridge off,
Damn I think my lids off, more mental then Sig Fraud,
Mind like a muthafuckin unsolvable jigsaw,
And people ask my audience what you listen him for,
Cuz I don't think Lil Waynes comes this hard,
My god, then what that mean?
Since I ain't son to nobody then I must be king
Cocky with it, cuz I know that can't nobody stop me with it,
Wanna try be ready to die, Kamikaze with it,
Fuck a prince, I know I'm the real shit ya dig,
Cuz ain't no-muthafuckin-body done the shit I did,
I'm the man where I'm from but they call me the kid,
Gimme the crown cuz if not then we takin that bitch,
Muthafucka,
100 words and runnin, 100 rappers that I ate still in my stomach,
And 100 other comin, hustlin for one hundred a hundreds,
I don't give a fuck what you say gimme my money,
Not college educated but I can count a shitload,
Connected like a constellation I can get you shipped more,
Boy I do numbers with these verses check the info,
I'm Machine Gun Kelly what the fucks a pistol?
What the fucks a white flag, what the fucks a price tag,
What the fuck is beef? Fuck it show where's the mics at,
I will tear each one of them muthafuckas a nice ass,
No homo cuz we don't get dicked we ain't like that,
Nah bitch, shoulda hollad at me before,
Cuz fuck you pay me is now my stee-lo,
And that goes for promoters,
for the shows, for the verses, for the hoes,
For labels, what you owe bitch gimme my dough,
I'm the big baller, shot caller of my age,
19 year old dwayne wade,
And the Eastside on my back no matter what they weigh,
Clevelands number 23 like I ain't know Lebron played,
So wassup to all my fans who held me down since day 1,
Tellin em Kells the hardest that they come,
Gave the real what they want, and I did that,
So come and blow a blunt witchya boy give it here let me split that,
And I bet they won't forget that, cuz rappers forgot how to be real,
Forgot how they used to be before the deal,
But I remember still, that's why I'm not a member of fame,
Just raw talent who remembers the game, and the name Kells
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