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Intro]
It’s the calm before the storm right here
Wait, how was I gonna start this off?
I forgot… oh yeah

[Verse]
That’s an awfully hot coffee pot
Should I drop it on Donald Trump? Prob’ly not
But that’s all I got ’til I come up with a solid plot
Got a plan and now I gotta hatch it
Like a damn Apache with a tomahawk
I’ma walk inside a mosque on Ramadan
And say a prayer that every time Melania talks
She gets a mou—ahh, I’ma stop
But we better give Obama props
‘Cause what we got in office now’s a kamikaze
That’ll prob’ly cause a nuclear holocaust
And while the drama pops
And he waits for shit to quiet down he’ll just gas his plane up and fly around ’til the bombing stops
Intensities heightened, tensions are risin’
Trump, when it comes to giving a shit, you’re stingy as I am
Except when it comes to having the balls to go against me, you hide ’em
‘Cause you don’t got the fucking nuts like an empty asylum
Racism’s the only thing he’s fantastic for
‘Cause that’s how he gets his fucking rocks off and he’s orange
Yeah, sick tan
That’s why he wants us to disband
‘Cause he can not withstand
The fact we’re not afraid of Trump
Fuck walkin’ on egg shells, I came to stomp
That’s why he keeps screamin’, "Drain the swamp!"
‘Cause he’s in quicksand
It’s like we take a step forwards then backwards
But this is his form of distraction
Plus, he gets an enormous reaction
When he attacks the NFL so we focus on that in
-stead of talking Puerto Rico or gun reform for Nevada
All these horrible tragedies and he’s bored and would rather
Cause a Twitter storm with the Packers
Then says he wants to lower our taxes
Then who’s gonna pay for his extravagant trips
Back and forth with his fam to his golf resorts and his mansions?
Same shit that he tormented Hillary for and he slandered
Then does it more
From his endorsement of Bannon
Support for the Klansmen
Tiki torches in hand for the soldier that’s black
And comes home from Iraq
And is still told to go back to Africa
Fork and a dagger in this racist 94-year-old grandpa
Who keeps ignoring our past historical, deplorable factors
Now if you’re a black athlete, you’re a spoiled little brat for
Tryna use your platform or your stature
To try to give those a voice who don’t have one
He says, "You’re spittin’ in the face of vets who fought for us, you bastards!"
Unless you’re a POW who’s tortured and battered
‘Cause to him you’re zeros
‘Cause he don’t like his war heroes captured
That’s not disrespecting the military
Fuck that! This is for Colin, ball up a fist!
And keep that shit balled like Donald the bitch!
"He’s gonna get rid of all immigrants!"
"He’s gonna build that thang up taller than this!"
Well, if he does build it, I hope it’s rock solid with bricks
‘Cause like him in politics, I’m using all of his tricks
‘Cause I’m throwin’ that piece of shit against the wall ’til it sticks
And any fan of mine who’s a supporter of his
I’m drawing in the sand a line, you’re either for or against
And if you can’t decide who you like more and you’re split
On who you should stand beside, I’ll do it for you with this:
Fuck you!
The rest of America stand up!
We love our military, and we love our country
But we fucking hate Trump!

[Conversation]
(Chick): Girl came to the door yesterday asking for you
(Kodak): Yes, but it was Saturday out there, I was at church
(Chick): Nigga, don’t go to church
(Kodak): How you gon’ tell me I don’t go to church
(Chick): Nigga, don’t go to church, nigga
(Kodak): How you gon’ tell me I don’t go to church, go ask Jesus, ask Jesus
(Chick): I’m gonna get you mad, right, for this
(Kodak): I need my money
(Chick): What?
(Kodak): I need my money, I need my money

[Verse]
That’s when they find that you and me, we in suit
Everybody ain’t gonna like it when you here
Girl, I come ’bout no frowned, they make you frown
I don’t care if that’s the only reason you came for
That’s always make me figure til that one crank
I can’t find no love so I went to the bank
Auh, I should live for love, so I went to the bank
We met at D.O.A and then we met again at chase
Every thug need a shoulder they can lean on
I like what’s on your shoulders, good head you be thinkin’ homes
Speakin’ of head, I hate sex but I love my peter blown
You’re a lil freaky hoe but you compete with her
I’m sorry when I fuck I’ll leave my bling on
I’m sorry when I fuck I lead my rhythm
See I’m a dog, I be just trynna get me a bone
Here on a spree of smoke, don’t need to leave her on
Stray dog, I don’t need a home
I don’t be at home
I’m fleeing home
Raw dawg when I fuck with her no rubber but my ski is on
She heard I’m snot side nigga over there
She heard I’m snot sneaky nigga over there
They tellin’ me she a thot, that hoe over there
But I don’t even care if she got gonorrhea
They say she a sick bitch heard she got syphilis
Why don’t I go ahead first, jumpin’ straight in it
I’m just kiddin’ but I love that lil’ bitch
But I don’t care if she sends sluts to my bed
And I don’t need you tellin’ me about how she do
She fuck everybody, and I fuck everybody too
Everybody say she out here trickin’
I don’t give a damn ’bout how she get it
Everybody say she got all the niggas
So what? I got all the bitches
We got chemistry, fuck your history
I don’t care if she was out here strippin’
I’m tellin’ you baby, they ain’t gon’ like you jumpin’ out that Bentley
Hittin’ the scene in the blink, um, T-Double-D, you Trina
Everybody tellin’ me she ain’t shit
But nigga, I ain’t shit either
And I don’t give a damn ’bout none of that shit mah nigga said
He tryna convince me he seen you on backpage
Everybody got an opinion, I don’t give a damn anyway
I took her on a private plane, I took her on a dinner date
Everybody fuckin’, everybody sinnin’
So what’s wrong with turnin’ that hoe into a princess
Yap, I can turn that hoe into a model
Scoope her in the Benz, Tiago, no more Monte Carlo
If she ain’t in a coop with me, I want nobody in it
Bentley, cologne Gucci and my windows very tinted
Babe, don’t call me essay but I love it when we kick it
Fuck that he say, she say, they don’t know about it, damn
They ain’t gon’ like it, they ain’t gon’ like it
They ain’t gon’ like us, they gon’ wanna fight ya
And I don’t like people but I think I like her
I don’t let that hoe inside my house now, I don’t wife her
If I wife her I’m Steve Austin with the ring
There’s a stone cold diamon on her finger and it bling
I’m ’bout to cut off all my friends
I’m ’bout to cut off all I can
Man, that pussy be pullin’ me in, I thought it was a one night stand
I thought it was a one night stand
Like the lamp on my dresser
So she loves dirty hustler, but this girl special
Thought she was a fling, thought she was a fling
I’ve been havin’ dream lately, she might be my main
‘Cause you eat my ummm, ’cause you be my baby
Lifes gave me lemon, wonder could you be my main squeeze
I don’t fell in love with a nat
But every sinner got a future, and every saint got a past
So I ain’t give a hoe a whole account about of where I’m at
‘Cause baby see you ride, yo, that lil’ bitch, she got my back
Baby she be ridin’, that lil’ bitch, she got my back
Then when we ride, yo, my ‘lil bitch she hold her strap
My nigga startin’ cryin’ when we went out in scraps
My babe more real than you, she one thou, keep that shit a stack
I don’t throw no money
Took my bitch to the club and threw some racks
Man with the plan, master mind my crafts
No more shootin’ craps
I ain’t no dog but call me cannon with lubane fuckin’ on a brat
My lil bitch a brat, I hear how she act, but I love how she act
That’s my lil diva
If you keep it up I’m put you on a TV-show
I was just trynna rap, you turned me to a singer
Found my focus back, turned me to believer

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Lil Uzi Vert]
I’m unfazed (woah)
I’m unfazed (woah)
I’m unfazed (woah)
I’m unfazed (woah)
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed (woah)
I’m unfazed (yeah, yeah)
I’m unfazed (yeah, yeah)
I’m unfazed (yeah, yeah)
I’m unfazed (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
Turn that girl into a bad bitch
Turn that girl into a savage
And you might think she’s outstanding
Make that girl go through practice
Take three Xannies like a hat trick
Take another pill for that magic
These models ’bout to get ratchet
These models ’bout to get ratchet
Give a fuck about what a source say
Don’t attach me to your name
A-all they wanted was more fame
All they wanted was more fame
And you were always a distraction
It was never gonna last, and
They will always be the past, and
They just tryna get reactions from me

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Lil Uzi Vert]
Woah
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
I make it rain, you can have it (woah)
I make it disappear like magic (woah)
I, I met that girl right at Magic
Left with her and a big bag, and
She slippery, losin’ traction
You keep listenin’ to your mad friends
Your last old enough he might die, friend
So that guy, to me, he a has-been
I took his girl, yeah that’s Bogart
I fuck that girl like a pornstar (woah)
Yeah, it’s Starboy and a born star
Pull up every which way in foreign cars (woah)
Skrrrt, vroom
Man, these broads so fake (so fake)
Mistakes, time to part ways
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you can keep it (you can keep it)
You say you’re real, what’s the meanin’? (What’s the meanin’?)
Countin’ Washingtons, this Gilbert Arenas (that’s Arenas)
Hit it twice to let her know I really mean it (I really mean it)

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Lil Uzi Vert]
Woah, woah
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed, ooh yeah (woah)
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed (oh, oh)
I’m unfazed
I’m unfazed (woo!)

As he came into the window
It was the sound of a crescendo
He came into her apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
She ran underneath the table
He could see she was unable
So she ran into the bedroom
She was struck down, it was her doom
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok
Are you ok, Annie
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok
Are you ok, Annie
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok?
Are you ok, Annie?
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok, are you ok Annie?
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok?
Are you ok, Annie?
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok?
Are you ok, Annie?
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok?
Are you ok, Annie?
You’ve been hit by
You’ve been hit by
A smooth criminal
So they came into the outway
It was Sunday – what a black day
Mouth to mouth
Resuscitation
Sounding heartbeats – intimidation
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok
Are you ok, Annie
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok
Are you ok, Annie
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok?
Are you ok, Annie?
Annie, are you ok?
So, Annie are you ok, are you ok Annie?
(Then you
Ran into the bedroom)
(You were struck down)
(It was your doom)
(You’ve been struck by
A smooth criminal)
Okay, I want everybody to clear
The area right now!
Aaow!
(Annie are you ok?)
I don’t know!
(Will you tell us that you’re ok?)
I don’t know!
(There’s a sign in the window)
I don’t know!
(That he struck you – a crescendo Annie)
I don’t know!
(He came into your apartment)
I don’t know!
(Left the bloodstains on the carpet)
I don’t know why baby!
(Then you ran into the bedroom)
I don’t know
(You were struck down)
(It was your doom – Annie!)
Dag gone it – baby!
(Will you tell us that you’re ok?)
Dag gone it – baby!
(There’s a sign in the window)
Dag gone it – baby!
(That he struck you – a crescendo Annie)
Hoo! Hoo!
(He came into your apartment)
Dag gone it!
(Left the bloodstains on the carpet)
Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!
(Then you ran into the bedroom)
Dag gone it!
Aaow!!!

[Verse 1: Cassie]
I’d rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Everything you did, I wouldn’t do it to you
Got my vision clear so now I’m seeing through ya
Writing you a letter, I’mma send it to ya
I’d rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Used to put it on ya like the Kama Sutra
Ain’t no looking back, I’m like the new Medusa
Got you on a Sunday screaming Hallelujah

[Chorus: Cassie]
I would rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Rather lose a lover than to love a loser
I would rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Think I’m under your spell
Tell me is it me or the drugs, ’cause baby I can’t tell (I can’t tell)
Tell me is it me or the drugs, ’cause baby I can’t tell (I can’t tell)
Tell me is it me or the drugs, ’cause baby I can’t tell (I can’t tell)

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
G, Uh
I’d rather lose a lover than to love a loser, yeah
Damn, that was my baby, thought we had a future, aye
Next to all these options I would always choose her
But she’s fragile, feels like every place I touch, I bruise her, aye
Delicate, I fell back, I can’t tell if it
Really hope that hurts, she told me she been celibate
Said nobody made her feel the way I did
I felt a bit, a little bit conflicted
I heard she had someone new she was messing with, fuck
I can not tell, I think I’m under her spell
I sent her flowers, and all she sent back was, "Hope all is well"
She said that love don’t cost a thing but got that pussy for sale
That woman put me through hell, I fell in love, but oh well
You know? Uh, oh well

[Bridge: Cassie & G-Eazy]
Smoke swirling from the cigarette (What can you do)
Unless you didn’t even see my silhouette (Uh)
Unless… get to know me, even feel it yet? (Eazy)
Confess, you second guessed just how real it gets (Yeah)
Oh yeah

[Chorus: Cassie]
I would rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Rather lose a lover than to love a loser
I would rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Rather lose a lover than to love a loser
Think I’m under your spell
Tell me is it me or the drugs, ’cause baby I can’t tell
Tell me is it me or the drugs, ’cause baby I can’t tell
Tell me is it me or the drugs, ’cause baby I can’t tell (baby I can’t tell)