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Solange Knowles will be hosting a benefit concert for the victims of Hurricane Harvey in Houston next month.

Beyonce and Solange calls Houston their first home so when Harvey wrecked havoc on that city earlier this week, they immediately chips in to help in any way that they can. Beyonce alone is donating $7 million to the relief efforts currently underway after the storm claimed dozens of lives and left a trail of destruction and flooding all over the Houston area. The concert is called “Orion’s Rise” and will be held at the Boston’s Orpheum Theatre on September 28.

“I will be doing a special “Orions Rise” show in Boston, and ALL proceeds will go towards Hurricane Harvey Relief,” she wrote on Instagram. “I’m committed to partnering with organizations on the ground in Houston and making contributions to uplift the city that raised me with so much love. See you September 28th Boston, I thank you in advance for making this a special meaningful night.”

Following that benefit concert, Solange will be embarking on a tour in October and she is bringing along with her artists such as Flying Lotus, Chassol, Earl Sweatshirt, and the Sun Ra Arkestra who will also be performing at her benefit show.

I will be doing a special "Orions Rise" show in Boston, and ALL proceeds will go towards Hurricane Harvey Relief. I'm committed to partnering with organizations on the ground in Houston and making contributions to uplift the city that raised me with so much love. See you September 28th Boston, I thank you in advance for making this a special meaningful night !

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STEVE MOAKLER
Jealous Girl Lyrics

I’m a friend of a friend looking down
Who’s just countin’ down the Fridays
Starting losing track of everything
Wants to thought so he’s looking my way
Yeah, I’m pretty good of talking
Asking how your day’s been
Hey all you really wanna say is

It ain’t just a fight
But I can’t help feeling jealous, girl
I’m wishing you would mind are you someone else’s jealous girl
Yeah, I know there’s a lot of fish in sea but
You’re the only you in the world
And it’s making me jealous, girl
You’re making me jealous, girl

I’m hanging on every word now
And laughing at the punch lines
Whatevers everybody ever walk away who wants to see in those eyes
Wanna stick around, maybe have another drink
And I can tell you where I’ve been thinking

It ain’t just a fight
But I can’t help feeling jealous, girl
I’m wishing you would mind are you someone else’s jealous girl
Yeah, I know there’s a lot of fish in sea but
You’re the only you in the world
And it’s making me jealous, girl
You’re making me jealous, girl
Yeah

Wanna get you out of here
Maybe paint the town red, yeah
Are you feeling too or it’s just in my head

It ain’t just a fight
But I can’t help feeling jealous, girl
I’m wishing you would mind are you someone else’s jealous girl
Yeah, I know there’s a lot of fish in sea but
You’re the only you in the world
And it’s making me jealous, girl
You’re making me jealous, girl
Uuuuh…

PANIC! AT THE DISCO
Crazy=genius Lyrics

You can set yourself on fire
You can set yourself on fire

She said at night in my dreams
You dance on a tightrope of weird
Oh but when I wake up you’re so normal that you
just disappear
You’re so straight like commuters with briefcases
towing the line
There’s no residue of a torturer inside your of
eyes

She said you’re just like Mike
Love but you wanna be Brian Wilson, Brian Wilson
Said you’re just like Mike
Love but you’ll never be Brian Wilson

And I said (hey ay, ay)
If crazy equals genius (hey ay, ay)
If crazy equals genius
Then I’m a f**king arsonist (hey)
I’m a rocket scientist (hey hey)
(Hey ay, ay)
If crazy equals genius (hey)
You can set yourself on fire (hey ay)
But you’re never gonna burn, burn, burn (hey ay)
You can set yourself on fire (hey ay)
But you’re never gonna learn, learn, learn hey!

She said darlin’ you know
How the wine plays tricks on my tongue
But you don’t seem to change when you stuff all of
your feelings with drugs
Other boys you may have dated serrated your heart
with a slice
But the cut of your love never hurts baby, it’s a
sweet butter knife

She said you’re just like Mike
Love but you wanna be Brian Wilson, Brian Wilson
Said you’re just like Mike
Love but you’ll never be Dennis Wilson

And I said (hey ay, ay)
If crazy equals genius (hey ay, ay)
If crazy equals genius
Then I’m a f**king arsonist (hey)
I’m a rocket scientist (hey hey)
(Hey ay, ay)
If crazy equals genius (hey)
You can set yourself on fire (hey ay)
But you’re never gonna burn, burn, burn (hey ay)
You can set yourself on fire (hey ay)
But you’re never gonna learn, learn, learn hey!

You can set yourself on fire (hey)
You can set yourself on fire (hey)
You can set yourself on fire (hey)
You can set yourself on fire

And I said (hey ay, ay)
If crazy equals genius (hey ay, ay)
If crazy equals genius
Then I’m a f**king arsonist (hey)
I’m a rocket scientist (hey hey)
(Hey ay, ay)
If crazy equals genius (hey)
You can set yourself on fire (hey ay)
But you’re never gonna burn, burn, burn (hey ay)
You can set yourself on fire (hey ay)
But you’re never gonna learn, learn, learn hey!

BEBE REXHA
Comfortable Lyrics

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Bebe Rexha]
When was the last time that you called me beautiful?
I don’t need to hear it, but it’d be nice to know
And I don’t remember the last time I got off on ya
Cause you get off on me, but I get off alone
You better give it to me when I want it
I shouldn’t have to ask for it
Give it to me when I want it, yeah yeah

[Chorus: Bebe Rexha]
So, baby, tell me, why you never buy me flowers no more?
You’re getting comfortable, you’re getting too comfortable
Why you never wanna open my door?
You’re getting comfortable, you’re getting too comfortable, yeah

TROY AVE
Everything Lyrics (feat. Pusha T)

Uh
Dope boy swag to the max on ’em
Dealing yay for the pay with the strap on ’em
Money ain’t a thing but a quick meet
Nigga murder ain’t a thing but a hip reach
BK nigga and I’ve been what’s up
Word to my mother I don’t give a f**k
Like a fronting ho
I ain’t fronting though
I ain’t gotta make a call I just dump and go
Fast lane living shit I’m in the streets
And you can feel that when I get a beat
D-town raps you can see my sheet
I’ve been toting gats since I had the peach
Fuzz lit, thug shit
New York City crack house drug shit
That’s what the f**k I’m representing
30 cash for the cross what the f**k am I repenting nigga?

Yea, I’m selling birds come and get a wing
BSB in the hood we the Medellín
I’m all good wearing heavy bling
Niggas front we putting holes up in everything, everything, everything
My niggas putting holes up in everything, everything, everything
My niggas putting holes up in everything.

Uh
Dope boy swag to the max on ’em
Dealing yay for the pay with the strap on ’em

Money ain’t a thing but a quick meet
Nigga murder ain’t a thing but a hip reach
BK nigga and I’ve been what’s up
Word to my mother I don’t give a f**k
Like a fronting ho
I ain’t fronting though
I ain’t gotta make a call I just dump and go
Fast lane living shit I’m in the streets
And you can feel that when I get a beat
D-town raps you can see my sheet
I’ve been toting gats since I had the peach
Fuzz lit, thug shit
New York City crack house drug shit
That’s what the f**k I’m representing
30 cash for the cross what the f**k am I repenting nigga?

Yea, I’m selling birds come and get a wing
BSB in the hood we the Medellín

I’m all good wearing heavy bling
Niggas front we putting holes up in everything, everything, everything
My niggas putting holes up in everything, everything, everything
My niggas putting holes up in everything.

Niggas who ain’t selling no records look defeated

No shades on in the club, clothes repeated
Since ’02 I told you I ain’t need it
Billie Jean step on the square tell you to Beat It
Bricks in my backpack, scale and the black mac
Niggas don’t talk on the phone, they can tap that
Unwrap raw, ice a tall mix
Once it shrink, wrap, mummify bricks
100 thousand dollar car minimums
And they’re candy color coated like an m&m
Came with the bleach blonde bitch who love’s eminem
And a tan on her skin like a Timberland
Everything nigga I got everything
Money cash hoes that’s my everything
Niggas talking like they heavy slang
We get it straight from the Medellín.

Yea, I’m selling birds come and get a wing
BSB in the hood we the Medellín
I’m all good wearing heavy bling
Niggas front we putting holes up in everything, everything, everything
My niggas putting holes up in everything, everything, everything
My niggas putting holes up in everything.