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Lyrics Vintage Culture – Later

I know that u want me
I can see it in your eyes
So why won’t ignore my past
Leave it all behind
I know that I want me now
Come me with lets run around
We can’t fight this feeling
So let’s do it all nighttt.(later)
Ricci lyrics
Video Ricci

Lyrics Armnhmr – Wings

It’s a little new
See a pretty place and I’m better off without you
Time can only heal
I sold you white lies like it was nothing ’til it broke me.(wings)

I feel the love floating all around us
Only regretful that I was so misleading
But my heart’s beating
Feelings fleeting
And now I spread my new wings out.

I know I was wrong
Didn’t even fix the pieces I broke
But now it’s in the past
We learn from it, it’s how we grow
I hope he gets that my lust was real
It fleeted and now I’ve moved on
To someone who makes me really feel
I was 16, I was young.

My heart’s beating
Feelings fleeting
And now, I spread my new wiiings outtt.
ARMNHMR lyrics

Dalszoveg Missh – Meg talpon

Mar te sem erted miert nem
Miert nem mesz el innen.
Hogy mi van a szivemben,
Senki nem erti csak az az egy akit eltemettem.
Es senki nem erti mi a f*szomnak vagy meg talpon.
Csak dolgozol, alszol de .. eros az arcod.

Soha senki nem tudja mi van belul,
Mennyi mindenen nem mentem keresztul
De ez a gyerek felnott
Hanyszor eledtem ujra, mert az elet megolt.
De soha nem fogom feladni ameddig meg van erom.
Mert az elet ilyen, kivarja hatha feladom.
De nem adom, s az egesz eletem megvaltoztatom.
Szegeny csaladbol jovok, elottem zarva minden ajto.
Apro penzbol eltem, mert nekem nem jutott csak a bajbol.

Aki feladja az bent ragad.
Folyton azon agyal hogyan torjon ki de kozbe nem halad.
A csalad szent marad, ismerd meg onmagad
Soha ne felejtsd el hogy az eleted megvaltozhat egy perc alatt.
Csak megyek, megyek, megyek de nincs semmi valtozas.
Hiaba varsz, az elet eleget b*szogatott, most mar talaljunk be mast.

Mar te sem erted miert nem
Miert nem mesz el innen.
Hogy mi van a szivemben,
Senki nem erti csak az az egy akit eltemettem.
Es senki nem erti mi a f*szomnak vagy meg talpon.
Csak dolgozol, alszol de .. eros az arcod.
Missh dalszovegek
Video talpon

Vybz Kartel fans are begging the incarcerated deejay to release more new music.

It’s been two months since Vybz Kartel released a new single and Gaza fans are hungry for more new music already. Over the last few years, the Worl’Boss was releasing one and sometimes two or three new singles every week, but these days fans are getting new music at most one or two every other month. His fans are now feeling like the slow supply of new music is diminishing his presence while his rivals like Alkaline and Mavado are dominating the genre.

“When we going to get some new music from Worl’Boss?” one Gaza fan asked on IG. Dancehall HipHop reached out to our sources inside the Gaza camp who told us that the incarcerated deejay is retaining more control over his music and that is why we are seeing a slow down of releases. “Addi (Vybz Kartel) now has more control over his unreleased catalog so the entire team vet carefully whats release and what don’t,” sources said. “A lot of the new music that was released are from producers that Addi voiced for so we don’t have much control over when those producers chooses to release those music. But going forward it’s quality over quantity.”

Despite the slow release from Vybz Kartel, the incarcerated deejay scored his second Billboard hit single with “Fever” climbing the charts and a few other singles in heavy rotation. Vybz Kartel has also been releasing a number of collaborative singles like “Loodi” with Shenseea and “Chance” with Sean Kingston.

[Intro: RiFF RAFF]
Yo, they put the top up today, I don’t feel like talking. [?]

[Verse 1: RiFF RAFF]
Top up, cause I don’t feel like talking much
Slept on so much they thought I was a mattress
White Allen Ivy, mutherfuck a practice
Rock so much ice, I’m a hat trick
Candy cranberry on the cutlass
Ties black magic
I beg your pardon in an Aston Martin
[?] to Neiman Marcus
Before I park it, I spark one
I just passed your pardon
Matter fact I just crashed my Aston Martin
So I don’t have to park it
You beefing on a Wednesday
I’m a vegetarian
Eating pork sliders on a Sunday
My Muslim homies roll the windows down
So they don’t have to smell the aroma
Peep my persona
I paid for the gas
Shit, I paid for the Jag
Autographed the paper tag
You can have it back
A Uber car, I’m a superstar
I got cocaine on my door jam
Cocaine on my door jam
I just served eight grams in a traffic jam
I’m the chosen one
I roll a blunt and push 4 ounce of smoke into my lungs
‘Sace lungs, I’ll point it out
Smoke pouring out my mouth
I’m a fire dragon
Robbing, jeans sagging
I’m Bin Laden
I been had ’em
I been did that
I drive two cars, and both Cadillacs
My feet on the roof