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[Chorus: Quavo]
Your bitch, she wet, she leakin
Na, for real
Don’t fuck with you niggas, you sneakin
Na, for real
Can’t turn my back on the hood, it need me
Na, for real
When you get money, stack it up for a reason
Na, for real

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Take a look at my life back then, trap season
When you make it, everybody think it’s easy
My family need me, my squad let me lead them
Get this bitch ass nigga, tryna run up on me
Had the plug with the Maly, the Xans and the counterfeit
When I’m livin the Migo life, it’s hard to live
When I walk with my shooter, it’s hard to give
For real, man, you know we made a mill
Independent, we ain’t sign no deal
You niggas trippin, cause you out buisness
We came in the game, so vavaisous
We in mantions, doing shows
RIP my nigga Pistol Pete, I know he lookin down on us
Now when I walk around, a north nigga gotta keep the Mac

[Chorus: Quavo]
Your bitch, she wet, she leakin
Na, for real
Don’t fuck with you niggas, you sneakin
Na, for real
Can’t turn my back on the hood, it need me
Na, for real
When you get money, stack it up for a reason
Na, for real

[Verse 2: Offset]
Offset!
Na, for real, had to grab the Duce in time
Na, for real, young rich nigga got ripped off, over halftime
On the block, beat it like Alkine
200 for the Alk-line
Standin in the stove with a slab, that’s a cookie slab
Police try to give me life, I had a alabi
Fuck nigga, you lie
Real nigga hit you with the Mac and the 9
For real, we the new Hot Boys
Stack up all that money, gotta be a downpour
We ahead of the lingo, go ahead and pour
Skellitons on the Rolli, lookin bold
I’m a batuler, I live in the mansion, let’s get it
40 for the safe, that’s right, yep

[Chorus: Quavo]
Your bitch, she wet, she leakin
Na, for real
Don’t fuck with you niggas, you sneakin
Na, for real
Can’t turn my back on the hood, it need me
Na, for real
When you get money, stack it up for a reason
Na, for real

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Pintes never seeled, I keep the bricks in the seel for sail
Remember kickin in doors, takin stacks to help my grandma career
Trap on the blocks, with the racks and snow
Young nigga tryna make a dope deal
They askin me questions, like Dr. Phill
Got excited when I saw half a mill
I was plannin just to get a record deal, now we independent, only come for Ms
Came a long way from bustin sticks and steal
There’s a lot of shit I regret I did
Can’t let neggitivity get to me, I’m taking a private jet to Sissilie
So you the Grinch stole Christmas
I got the OG, in that Christmas tree

[Chorus: Quavo]
Your bitch, she wet, she leakin
Na, for real
Don’t fuck with you niggas, you sneakin
Na, for real
Can’t turn my back on the hood, it need me
Na, for real
When you get money, stack it up for a reason
Na, for real

[Verse 1]
The night beckons while you dream
A life never lives in peace
As you stand upon the edge
Woven by a single thread
And fate may fall down upon you
While the devil is knocking
Right at your door

[Chorus]
So all you restless
Each night you hear the drums of war
Awaken, awaken
The voice begins to call you while you hunger
A taste of destiny you’re searching for
Awaken, awaken
The fight is at your door, take up the cause

[Bridge]
(Ah, ha, oh, ha)
(Awaken, awaken, awaken, awaken) (Hehahahahaha)
(Awaken, awaken, awaken, awaken)
Awaken, awaken, awaken, awaken

[Verse 2]
(Ah, ah)
As you stand upon the edge (Ah, ah)
Hanging in the balance (Ah, ah)
And fate may fall down upon you (Ah, ah)
While the devil is knocking

[Chorus]
So all you restless
Each night you hear the drums of war (Hear the drums of war) (Ah)
Awaken, awaken (Ah)
The voice begins to call you while you hunger (Ah) (While you hunger)
A taste of destiny you’re searching for (Ah, ah)
Awaken, awaken

[Outro]
Awaken, ya (Ya)

[Intro: Missy Elliot]
Sexy! Rah!
We gon’ keep it sexy yall
You dig? Oooh…
Let’s go!

[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
Baby what’s up with you tonight
You wanna get busy I can read your mind
Baby, I can see you looking
Pour some champagne and you might get lucky
Touch on me, touch on me, gimme gimme honey
I don’t want ya, want ya money
I just want you get on me (come on!)
I’ve been checking you from across the room
Money ain’t a thing baby, what it do
Ain’t no need to keep on waiting (yah!)
Tell them other bitches they can keep on hatin’
It’s you that I want and I want what I want
And I get it, get it, get it, get it, get it

[Chorus: Missy Elliot]
It’s all for you
Don’t you turn it down
Til I show you my move
You won’t be disappointed (I like this!)
Hey there shorty let me get that thang
Let’s see how long that thing hang

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Okay Missy, uhhhhm
I know what you’re looking for
Got you butt naked in the condo cooking for
A nigga like Weezy, please say the baby
And just like I’m begging I please all the ladies
Ease off the Richtor Scale, lil ‘girl
Make you feel it in your pussy to your fuckin’ fingernails
I’m a beast with it baby, you ever had it beasted?
Leave that thing pink like Easter
Kiss ya on each of ya lips, yep all four of ’em
Dammn, shawty just won’t let go of ’em
She gon’ need more of ’em, I leave that thing wetter
I beat that thing up and then I kiss it ’till it’s better

[Intro: JT Music]
Boo hoo, uee hee hee….
Oh woe is me-eee…

[Verse 1: JT Music]
Welcome to the Dark World, devoid of decisions
Lacking in losers or winners
Yet a beauty is joying within my heart
And my hearts go out to you sinners

Lo, behold these approaching visitors
How I pity you unwitting prisoners
I see from behind these bars
Just how deprived of freedom you three are
See, I’m not a puppet strung out for your entertainment
Though I’m locked away, only you are in containment
In the dark, only blind eyes see
There’s a game to be played that will set minds free
You need to find the key, key, unlock the door
Step outside with me – be a pawn no more
Mind your HP, cuz I’m keeping score
I never had such fun, fun before

[Pre-Chorus 1: JT Music]
I am the freed one, but I’m the only
My little freedom grows so lonely
How I wonder what for you’re searching
Come and see what keeps my world turnin’

[Chrous: CG5]
Bring me the broken keys
Bring joy back to my hearts
We shall all be set free
I can do anything
Do you enjoy this game
You play within your hearts?
This world cannot be tamed
We can’t cut, cut the strings

[Post-Chorus: JT Music]
You were outcast zeroes
Became the proudest “Heroes”
Can you see yet that you’re trapped in a jail?
You might get help from this Jevil’s tale

[Verse 2: JT Music]
I was the best court jester, long before
But the boring kings brought upon me – snore
So this former performer was forced to retire
But now I’ll certainly set these curtains on fire
I’m clever, clever, cuz I never did my time
Though I promise I am innocent of any wicked crime
You’ll be safe playing with me, but I may make you dizzy
My cryptic vernacular will have your head spinning
When you were dealt a hand, yes the deck was rigged
But you’re the ace in the hole, you could wreck the King
Having fun? Join the club, tell the friends you bring
With my hearts, diamonds, I can do anything

Your minds are confined, it is I who can break locks
Show you the way, you could say I’m a great boss
Am I your friends? Perhaps, perhaps not
Mischief, mischief, a chaos, chaos!

[Pre-Chorus 2: JT Music, CG5]
By the time that you’ve played your parts (Oooohhh)
A nightmare will awaken in your hearts
When the game has ended, and every fight stopped
If you need to leave me, please keep the lights off!

[Chorus: CG5]
Bring me the broken keys
Bring joy back to my hearts
We shall all be set free
I can do anything
Do you enjoy this game
You play within your hearts?
This world cannot be tamed
We can’t cut, cut the strings

[Instrumental: CG5]
La la la la la la la la la la la la-la la
La la la la la la-la
La-la la-aaa-aaa
La la la la la la la la la la la la-la la
La la la la la la-la
La-la la-aaa-aaa

[Bridge: JT Music, CG5]
If this is prison, are you fit for ripping down its bars? (Bars?)
I foresee chaos collapse a fragile house of cards (Cards)
So run around the ring, you’re bound to drink from Founts of Dark (Dark)
You’ll do your strongest, just so long as you’re not out of hearts (You’re not out of hearts)

[Verse 3: JT Music]
For a Lightner, you’re awful blinded
Every fate is firmly formed, don’t deny it
Atop the tipsy tower sits a tyrant
Deliver him a Devilsknife – see it smilin’?
Don’t be sad, you’re not so bad, it’s just a numbers game
So if you end up dead, well then I’m not the one to blame
We’re not in control, who could hold the puppet strings?
I see you now, I know how you end up encaged

You’ve fallen so far, and then farther
Deep into the dark, darker, yet darker
I was but a taste, it only gets harder
Keep a friend close – and remember what you’ve taught her

[Pre-Chorus 3: JT Music]
Yet, maybe there is hope you’ll see
Your shackles don’t need any broken keys
How little weight any choice that we make is carrying
But if nothing matters, can I do anything?

[Chorus: CG5]
Bring me the broken keys
Bring joy back to my hearts
We shall all be set free
I can do anything
Do you enjoy this game
You play within your hearts?
This world cannot be tamed
We can’t cut, cut the strings

[Instrumental: CG5]
La la la la la la la la la la la la-la la
La la la la la la-la
La-la la-aaa-aaa
La la la la la la la la la la la la-la la
La la la la la la-la
La-la la-aaa-aaa

[Outro: JT Music]
Boo hoo, uee hee hee….
Oh woe is me-eee…

[Intro]
Sidemen? Isn’t that those [?] little British kids on the YouTube?
Ah, they’re fuckin’ wack dog

[Verse 1]
You’re called Sidemen, but why man? Y’all are kids
Shit, I don’t get this, it says men but ya side bitches
You had your moment, but notice your times slipping
I’m about to roast, then focus to find ditches
To bury you in, so many various sins
You ain’t funny but your faces hilariousness
To the YouTube community, y’all embarrassing
So fuckin’ retarded, it’s just like you’re Jerry’s kids
Need to stop thinking y’all are YouTube gangsters
When really y’all are knobs, yeah, y’all dudes wankers
But wait, first, I’ll let you know before the diss is out
Can meet me in the streets and I’ll knock you bitches out
[?]
[?]
But you did one thing [?], so I can’t be a hater, look
Your guys’ book, it makes really good toilet paper
So that was a hot sixteen but nope, I’m not done
Done wrecking you as a team, time for one by one
Like I’m sadistically cutting the fingers and toes of prisoners
You do it for the subs, I do this for the listeners
First up JJ, AKA KSI
Got a big forehead, he wears a bandanna to hide
Heard he beefed his brother, indeed they smashed
I’d make y’all a human centipede, but you love eatin’ ass
Next up Miniminter, fact also known as Simon
Just got his legs waxed, tonight I break his hymen
Your pink hair trash, like your shitty Fifa vid blogs
You’re a dumbass, that’s why your name is Real Nimrod
Next up Josh, Zerkaa bitch, this guy is a joke
I’d tell you gag on this dick, but you like being choked
You’re dirty and boring, top, you a lame and a stooge
With pubic dreadlocks, he never shaving his pubes
Let’s move onto Vik the dick, AKA Vikkstar
An Indian prick with a small dick hard
Look yo, people see your channel, bet they getting bored
You should get off YouTube and go back to tech support
Now we proceed to Ethan, Imma get in Behzinga
And give this ugly motherfucka my fist and my middle finger
You like taking pictures, I’m inside your girl on a snap
Go on you soulless ginger, go and cry about that
Next up Harry, W2S, a drug user with no friends
But got a hot sister and mom, I’d love to be screwing
Yup, weirdo fingers his bum after he’s pooing
Had sex once, loves Fortnite, but is always losing
And last we got Tobi, or should I say Tobi Jizzle
The smelly, big-nosed, virgin Christian who snivels
Gets friendzoned by girls, he ain’t making no friends
They know about yo toenails and the bag you saving ’em in

[Outro]
Eugh, that’s fuckin’ nasty dog
Disgusting
Bunch of [?] bitches
Ah, you don’t want these hands, son
Catch me in the ring
[?] little bitches out
Don’t fuck with me
G out