Dom Kennedy – Free Breakfast Lyrics

[Intro]
Same thing (yeah)
Back and forth
Same thing
Same thing
Back and forth it’s the same thing

[Verse 1: Dom Kennedy]
You love me then you hate me, then you love me (hah)
My eyes ain’t on rap, it’s the country
Shit, Hillary Rodham was the 45th
Until ya’ll let em know niggas true intents
Fuck your advance money, I made her dance for me
Benz ashtray full, I’m half baked
Still can’t believe I crashed the cabriolet
Layed up in the bed watching Training Day
Two gats like Lonzo, take that
You wanna be from LA, you gotta pay a tax
To me I’m brown skin but they call us black
Get caught slippin, you gon’ take a nap
Police ain’t the only one with handcuffs
Dunkin’ on niggas and get the And-One
Yeah, real men water they plants, bruh
Serve free breakfast like a Panther

[Chorus]
You better watch them niggas that’s close to you
And make sure they do what they suppose to do
Cause you know they been thinking bout
Never personal, nowadays it’s the ways

[Recitative: Cuzzy Capone]
Yeah, you know
Everybody come from somewhere different
But at the end of the day, we all in the same struggle

[Verse 2: Cuzzy Capone]
Yeah, daily I be on my paper route
I graduated from that vacant house
I was sellin’ rocks on a dirty couch
Slauson Ave, where motes don’t make it out
I had to hustle back and forth
Making plays off of granny porch
Louboutin sneakers with the khak’ shorts
I’m a product of the street but I ain’t ask for it
My pockets full of dead presidents
All the hating is irrelevant
God’s gift, yeah I’m heaven sent
We risk our life just to pay the rent
You [?]
Part of South Central where they kill men (East Side)
We take a lot of losses but we still win
Nowadays ain’t no such thing as real friends

[Chorus/Outro]
You better watch them niggas that’s close to you
And make sure they do what they suppose to do
Cause you know they been thinking bout
Never personal, nowadays it’s the ways
Yeah
How far you go in life, it’s all based on your decisions
For what it’s worth, keep living
You better watch them niggas that’s close to you
And make sure they do what they suppose to do
Cause you know they been thinking bout
Never personal, nowadays it’s the ways

Preme – Tango (Go) lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Real, real, real, real
M-m-m-murder
Woah

[Chorus]
I done took it where they wouldn’t go
I’ve been with my niggas from the go
You was flossing all that money, where it go?
You be hustling on the corner, where the dough?
You be flexing on the Gram, where your hoes?
Say you pull up in the foreign, where your Ghost?
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit, do the most
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit, talk the most shit

[Verse 1]
Like how you let them niggas slide on you
Like how you let them niggas ride on you
Your niggas with you probably bailed on you
Surprised them niggas didn’t tell on you
You looking like you got an L on you
I might go Training Day, Denzel on you
Yelling “fuck these crooked cops”, Sean Bell on you
‘Cause streets cold as ice cream, I go Pharrell on you
Woah

[Chorus]
I done took it where they wouldn’t go
I’ve been with my niggas from the go
You was flossing all that money, where it go?
You be hustling on the corner, where the dough?
You be flexing on the Gram, where your hoes?
Say you pull up in the foreign, where your Ghost?
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit, do the most
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit, talk the most shit

[Verse 2]
The brokest nigga in the building be the loudest
Oh man, these niggas need a stylist
Call up Hazel-Ten and tell her that I sent you
Aw bae, I broke your heart, I never meant to
I call up Chubby Chubb, and find out what we into
She got an ass like Khloe and a face like Kendall
And she ballin’, you gon’ make me put some D on you
Had to foul, baby I go referee on you

[Chorus]
I done took it where they wouldn’t go
I’ve been with my niggas from the go
You was flossing all that money, where it go?
You be hustling on the corner, where the dough?
You be flexing on the Gram, where your hoes?
Say you pull up in the foreign, where your Ghost?
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit, do the most
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit, talk the most shit

[Verse 3]
I call the shots, and then the shots hit you
But niggas know it’s personal when the bucks get you
I can see it in your eyes, ain’t no heart in you
The only time you’re barking is when your dogs with you
I cut a few niggas aiming stress hits
Tafeli can’t fit no more bitches on his guest list
Fuck the pole lights, we got no rights, I need more ice
Disco bar, talking strobe lights, yelling “more life”
Woah

[Chorus]
I done took it where they wouldn’t go
I’ve been with my niggas from the go
You was flossing all that money, where it go?
You be hustling on the corner, where the dough?
You be flexing on the Gram, where your hoes?
Say you pull up in the foreign, where your Ghost?
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit do the most
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit, talk the most shit

LUPE FIASCO – High lyrics

See this shit go ’round and ’round
Hope you get up to speed and you’re alright
All I ever wanted was the dove view
And all the people that I love to stay high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
More than high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high

It drops without, then without doubt I’m without drought
How else could I spit out ’bout
Spotted backs without alps
Rain delay
What’s that I came to say?
Get it wet like Training Day
With no drain away, you with it yet
They ain’t related
Lupe got him an H and K
Heckler, Kramer way
Rain delay
Aight, nigga, put the game away
You mean like rain delay?
She said, “If I pop it then you gotta pay me”
So I make it rain for the ladies
Off that, skiin’ where my shooters can’t walk at
Of course, we ball with hoes
In the club, I golf that
But ball back, games where it rains and they halt that
We gettin’ cold, better salt that
In my brain, it is stormin’
When it rains, it is pourin’
Spit out ’bout, swat at bats
Commissioner Gordon, [?] sportsman
Your reigns, not important
But I’m Jordan

High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
See this shit go ’round and ’round
Hope you get up to speed and you’re alright
All I ever wanted was the dove view
And all the people that I love to stay high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
More than high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high

Why I always gotta say it for you?
Why you be as quiet as a DP with an oral
Why on TV it’s adorable?
And greedy it be horrible
Somethin’ somethin’ sword you
It’s like sayin’, look, Duval too tall
Or the cue ball is too small
I make two fall in the pool hall
And my new car a carpool
You all finna call
[?] to fall
Get a new [?]
High, more than high, high
Sweet
High, more than high, high
Sweet
High, more than high, high
Sweet
High, more than high, high
Sweet
Enough room for you niggas to eat, deep
That’s a keeper homie, whole lot of square foot to sweep
I clean, trampoline, flow lift you off of your feet
Tell your king pass the throne or I’ll kick you off of your seat
Like a drummer, I’ll kick you off from your seat
Like a drum kit, kick you off with my feat

High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high

Lupe Fiasco – High lyrics

See this shit go ’round and ’round
Hope you get up to speed and you’re alright
All I ever wanted was the dove view
And all the people that I love to stay high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
More than high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high

It drops without, then without doubt I’m without drought
How else could I spit out ’bout
Spotted backs without alps
Rain delay
What’s that I came to say?
Get it wet like Training Day
With no drain away, you with it yet
They ain’t related
Lupe got him an H and K
Heckler, Kramer way
Rain delay
Aight, nigga, put the game away
You mean like rain delay?
She said, “If I pop it then you gotta pay me”
So I make it rain for the ladies
Off that, skiin’ where my shooters can’t walk at
Of course, we ball with hoes
In the club, I golf that
But ball back, games where it rains and they halt that
We gettin’ cold, better salt that
In my brain, it is stormin’
When it rains, it is pourin’
Spit out ’bout, swat at bats
Commissioner Gordon, [?] sportsman
Your reigns, not important
But I’m Jordan

High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
See this shit go ’round and ’round
Hope you get up to speed and you’re alright
All I ever wanted was the dove view
And all the people that I love to stay high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
More than high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high

Why I always gotta say it for you?
Why you be as quiet as a DP with an oral
Why on TV it’s adorable?
And greedy it be horrible
Somethin’ somethin’ sword you
It’s like sayin’, look, Duval too tall
Or the cue ball is too small
I make two fall in the pool hall
And my new car a carpool
You all finna call
[?] to fall
Get a new [?]
High, more than high, high
Sweet
High, more than high, high
Sweet
High, more than high, high
Sweet
High, more than high, high
Sweet
Enough room for you niggas to eat, deep
That’s a keeper homie, whole lot of square foot to sweep
I clean, trampoline, flow lift you off of your feet
Tell your king pass the throne or I’ll kick you off of your seat
Like a drummer, I’ll kick you off from your seat
Like a drum kit, kick you off with my feat

High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high