They Can't Come (feat. Sims, Lizzo, Cliff Rhymes, Chris Hooks, Jeremy Nutzman & Greg Grease) P.O.S.

[Verse one - P.O.S.]

Get Down (feat. Mike Mictlan & Greg Grease) P.O.S.

Lungs like smoke stacks Young black terror attack Hair on their neck raised Scaring them back Keeping my Kerouac first rate They in the first grade Begging like babies Gimme gimme wah We too dirty man

They Can't Come (Feat. Sims) P.O.S.

the words don't sting Cause the birds and the boss and cops don't think You could tell who the fink who the joke who the link Who's that and who thinking you a criminal Simply cause your black cause they

How We Land (feat. Justin Vernon) P.O.S.

to sleep where we land So sick we get to choose when we skip the plan Pay no intention no resentment ever evened out a weaker hand Get some comfort from the chemist and we hold each other close as we can

Music for Shoplifting P.O.S.

sums it up But while some of them get crunk, I gets Stories and truths I share views See I, See why Crews choose the Fox News I see in CNBC CNBC and other shows It's crystal clear without a PCS phone P.O.S

How We Land (Feat. Justin Vernon Of Bon Iver) P.O.S.

to sleep where we land So sick we get to choose when we skip the plan Pay no intention no resentment ever evened out a weaker hand Get some comfort from the chemist and we hold each other close as we can

Meth-head vs Mcnugget P.O.S.

try to keep it Live, Live, Live Come on, who's world is it?

Get Down (Feat. Mike Mictlan) P.O.S.

Lungs like smoke stacks Young black terror attack Hair on their neck raised Scaring them back Keeping my Kerouac first rate They in the first grade Begging like babies Gimme gimme wah We too dirty man

Piano Hits (Feat. Isaac Gale Of Marijuana Deathsquads) P.O.S.

might be it this might be it Got my scheme bag keys in hand Peace in the note ten bucks and a plan Thieves out of chance Give a reason glance Leave ghost No luck til you make it Sleeves to to the elbow Grease

Wanted/Wasted (Feat. Astronautalis) P.O.S.

Minnesota on the mind I know every lyric of The Decline and sing it back Been living that might as well know the soundtrack That blank stare that doesn't make you care Shit it's not designed to make you care They

T-Baby Lizzo

Tar baby, got it in the bag Kiss me on my ego, tell me what one tastes like I've never been the proud one, kicked it hard in stage right Ego's can take a pounding, when the mind's dim and the light's bright

Special (feat. SZA) Lizzo

Y'all don't hear me though I've been the same since I've been driving slow on Bissonnet Call up anybody I know and they would tell you that Fame is pretty new but I've been used to people judging me

Lizzie Borden Lizzo

Inspiration let me think about it Violation no doubt about it Man on the run Man under fire They bout burn him up The drones have him surrounded Click click click boom Pound it Click click hashtag pound

Weird Friends (We Don't Even Live Here) P.O.S.

I ain't like ya'll I'm into weird shit I'm in the back getting weird with my weird friends Hugging the bass line Hopin' you feel this And these rhymes ain't tight they are terrorish And that girl's

Fuck Your Stuff (Clean) P.O.S.

go and doubt him Fuck, dumbing it down, spit ice, skip jewelry Molotov cocktails on me like accessories Uhm, they can teach you how to front I am really raw, I ain't seen a mirror in a month But

P.O.S. (hed) pe

You can't take it from me You can't take it from me How can you take what was never mine i could have done so much more i could have been so much more Now I'm one person less than I used to be So what

The Fade Lizzo

in front it so I guess I gotta run it I felt the fade but the fade's never over You playing games but you don't got a scoreboard I can't relate, I ain't made for this sport boy It's for the worst How can

Lock-picks, Knives, Bricks And Bats P.O.S.

I want to show them all that we can't be touched That we too out of hand and we move too much And we can take all that pressure Cause we don't want nothing at all Except for maybe some more of us Down

Hunger Pains Three P.O.S.

First VerseI know they hungry But, I don't think they want it inside Well, I'm gonna keep force feeding them till comets collide They vomit they lies and act all astonished when I Spit blood on a verse

Fire In The Hole/Arrow To The Action P.O.S.

tricked It's hard not to feel a bit of resentment at their penchant for bullshit An impulse prescription obsession placed on pure waste Expulsion from that whatever your crap Repression ain't a language I can

Look At Me Now (Feat. Lil Wayne & Busta Rhymes) Chris Brown

[Chris Brown] I don\'t see how you can hate From outside the club you Can\'t even get in, Leggo Yellow model chick Yellow bottle sipping Yellow Lamborghini Yellow top missing Yeah yeah That

Batches & Cookies (Feat. Sophia Eris) Lizzo

From green tube and my high prices for the dream dream Not cause i mean it means a thing to take from me Unless it's just some DMT That's all up in my energy Yup yup, go on place that bet If you wanna come

Grease Bee Gees

(Frankie Valli) I saw my problems and I\'ll see the light We got a lovin\' thing, we gotta feed it right There ain\'t no danger we can go too far We start believin\' now that we can be who we are

OPEN WIDE (Feat. Chris Brown, Shenseea) Busta Rhymes

I put my hand inna your sugar jar You a superstar Gyal, it's you and I, yeah And we alone, girl, we can do it loud Gyal, it’s do or die Come on, baby, just open wide 'Pen wide, 'pen wide Baby, baby, you

All Of It P.O.S.

fuck that A couple of bricks to occupy my backpack Toss that toss back surly Surely you know that the cops came early Burly serve and protect by the curlies Purely here to prove a class less worthy Yeah they

Fuck Your Stuff P.O.S.

nikes, spitting on your whip Kicking out your dj, rocking then we dip Came crushing like a motherfucker, oh yeah Looking out the window like Malcolm Just when I thought this culture was open, they

Fuck Your Stuff (Instrumental Ver.) P.O.S.

nikes, spitting on your whip Kicking out your dj, rocking then we dip Came crushing like a motherfucker, oh yeah Looking out the window like Malcolm Just when I thought this culture was open, they

B.G.S.W. Lizzo

(Here we are) (And all my big girls tell 'em) (Here we are) (Bigger than the sun and the moon) We can take over the earth We can take over the earth Too bad you couldn't be on the roster Ya man, ya dig

Ain't I Lizzo

Uh, uh, uh, I'm in the, I'm in the, I'm in the I'm in the business of making music, that music business The fitness, no one can witness cause I I make that crack music nigga, uh That real Black music nigga

Ants P.O.S.

Mister of course AKA of course we can pause In the sleep walk Of doin the rock The days I be out___ I'm feelin a little groggy But yeah I remember now What?

Duct Tape P.O.S.

break Mama caught them cheating, it was too much to take Baby had an angel, baby had a dad Baby had nothing but a reason to be mad But Baby's got a Mama and a roll of duct tape and that's something, They

Kicking Knowledge in the face P.O.S.

One fad to the next Bad fad to the another one It ain't gonna matter like cumbersome Bundle 'em Get 'em their scarves it about to get cold Bundle 'em fuck that Been a little cold since the first time P.O.S

Pants Vs. Dress Lizzo

down in the trae Or maybe montrose for a picnic Galleria boy I was getting it Playing shows spreading my name But it was so hot the summer's insane At South by south west I was put to the Johnny test They

Bumper P.O.S.

touching my future Ain't no one fuck with my old shit yet Ain't shit inspiring since last we met Can't forget that Doomtree crew got style We spit that space cadet That dumb that make that place forget They

New Flame (Feat. Usher & Rick Ross) Chris Brown

There can be one only you And baby God could never make two And I know you came here with your crew But I promise you that it feels like it\'s just us two Oh I don\'t know what you had planned to

Bus Passes And Happy Meals Lizzo

fast, you wear a pretty mask You take it off for no one Oh being you that’s no fun You’re being used for show, hun If that’s what you think then so what You got a lot of friends Owe you a lot of favors They

Keep On Dancing Chris Rea

I got a friend who loves the music He got a red hot groove But he don''t use it I get so afraid, he''s gonna lose it If you gotta gift - man, don''t abuse it Keep on dancing The experts

Good as Hell Lizzo

Feeling good as hell Woo child, tired of the bullshit Go on dust your shoulders off, keep it moving Yes Lord, tryna get some new shit In there, swimwear, going to the pool shit Come now, come dry

W.E.R.K. Pt. II Lizzo

Werk Werk like a Boss Talk talk talk talk talk talk talk That's what everybody and they mama wanna do Whomp whomp whomp Remote please, mute You can have your pennies and your two cent 'tude oh my God that's

Truth Hurts Lizzo

Why are men great 'til they gotta be great?

Breaking Down Greg

Where are you now I\'m lost on my own Don\'t say I\'m a fool Though I know that it’s true I\'m breaking down I\'m breaking down I\'m breaking down Please don\'t leave me I can\'t stand by myself

Run It (Feat. Juelz Santana) Chris Brown

If he ain\'t... Let me know Let me see if you can run it, run it girl indeed I can run it, run it Is ya man on the flo? If he ain\'t...

You're Not A Number Chris Rea

You can feel your nerve endings They've been dead before today You can feel them rising Feel them rising all the way You've got grease on your fingers Oil on your face Happy completely chasing

Loyal (West Coast Version) [feat. Lil Wayne & Too $hort] Chris Brown

[Chris Brown:] When A rich nigga want ya And your nigga can\'t do nothing for ya These hoes ain\'t loyal These hoes ain\'t loyal Yeah, yeah, let me see [Verse 2: Chris Brown] Just got rich Took

Little Kids P.O.S.

Change his script, and change the block, and change roles, Pulls the gun from his bag and gets to cockin', Pulls the trigger at the kids who kept him as an outsider, Turns that shit on himself, so he can

Last Call (Feat. Bobby V.) Hurricane Chris

t wanna hear the Dj say Why you ain?t wanna hear that . had a fat ass a yellow bro talking to me. I?m loving my fate she wanna kick it with Chris, I?

Faded Lizzo

drop a mil, take off a scarf Locs on my face like 'I make this look good' Ugh Capitalize your capital, with a capital G I'm giving out my secrets, man ya'll better pay me Sucky people marry suckers then they

Be Still Lizzo

scheming then I realize I'm still dreaming Oops, sike believing in believers ability to still scream for a nigga till you get nosebleeds I be so scuffed up from kicking them rocks And if you're so tough come

Remedy (Feat. Busta Rhymes & Chris Brown) Snoop Lion

root for me You see I'm what they see I'm living in the sin it's how it's gonna be I heard the boy is sinnin and they die for me die for me die for me Wadadadang wadadadadang Well you coming on

Remedy (Feat. Busta Rhymes, Chris Brown) Snoop Lion

root for me You see I'm what they see I'm living in the sin it's how it's gonna be I heard the boy is sinnin and they die for me die for me die for me Wadadadang wadadadadang Well you coming on the