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[Intro: Lorde]
In my
Supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of, supercut of, supercut of us

[Verse 1: Lorde]
In my head, I play a supercut of us
All the magic we gave off
All the love we had and lost
And in my head, the visions never stop
These ribbons wrap me up
But when I reach for you, there’s just a supercut

[Chorus: Lorde]
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of us

[Pre-Chorus: Lorde]
In your car, the radio up
In your car, the radio up
In your car, the supercut of us
We keep tryna talk about us
Slow motion, I’m watchin’ our love
In your car, the supercut of, supercut of

[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
We is the villains, and there ain’t no chillin’
Get body bags and the toe tags, yeah
Scoundrels in housin’, we tore through your town
And we reload it and now we back, man
Forgiato rollin’ on a ’96 Impala
With a pretty thing, show me where I’m slayin’
I ain’t playin’ with you lames
700 horse in the Hellcat
Take ya bitch, where ya at?

[Verse 3: El-P]
Dirty, all-black Jeep, 2018
With the clean rhyme rappers on deck, check
Came with the bad bars, bully with the big box
Trust we’re the runners on set
G-G-Give it up, you don’t got a bit of luck left
Nah, not even a itty bit of fresh (Good lord)
Fall on your sword for the crime abhorrent
That’s your reward for the mindless whorin’

[Verse 4: Killer Mike]
This for everybody that hated
Michael and Jamie, we made it
Everyday debt due, we paid it
My cadence is heinous
You keep tryna play us, and you gon’ be famous
And just like the top on my 7-5 drop
I’m just hittin’ a button and you gon’ be brainless
And that’s from the back of a ‘lac where I’m smokin’ the sack
Wit’ my girl, watchin’ seasons of Shameless

[Verse 5: El-P]
There’s no manual, Run the Jewels publish shit annual
Every minute I’m in it, I’m runnin’ a clinic
Wild animal, livin’ like a Fine Young Cannibal
Citizen of civics, admit it, the kid get it
Earth’s a hot block, [?] chop chop
[?] my heart just pop off
The hot rocks shooters will knock your whole op off
That’s why I don’t got tocks on the clock to rock soft

[Verse 6: Lorde]
So I fall into continents and cars
All the stages and the stars
I turn all of it to just a su-

[Chorus: Lorde]
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of, supercut of, super, super

[Intro: NickNPattiWhack]
Aw lord baby, she got a flip phone
Damn baby, I been smokin’
Been chokin’ and its so potent baby, we high baby
And you got the silver Gucci by my man Ferg, baby
You a giant baby, you steppin’ on these niggas’ necks
Sometimes you gotta just ease that left foot off baby
And then put your right foot on the, on the top of them, baby
And choke them even harder
‘Cause you’s a dawg, you’s fuckin’ champ, these are puppies baby
They can’t fuck with you baby, lord

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Racks on racks on racks, Dapper Dan all on my back
Double G all on my cap, monogram on a Maybach
Testin’ that pussy like Pap (smear), eatin’ that bitch from the back (yeah)
Mumble rap all on that cat (yeah), [Lil Pump?] she makin’ it clap
I’m ’bout to write Yammy a letter, tell ’em I’m doin’ way better
“Plain Jane” the song of the year, I’m busy just chasin’ the lettuce
I’ma Calvin Klein model on billboards, I did a campaign with the fellas
Adidas done gave me another deal and Hennessy too, they got cheddar (alright)
Shoot videos in the PJs, then I go hop on a PJ (yeah)
They sendin’ me all these free clothes, momma just put it on eBay
I run the shit like a relay, niggas gon’ have to press replay
Yammy say hi to my daddy for me and Jam Master Jay for TJ

[Interlude: NickNPattiWhack]
Goddamn, nigga
When it be raining outside nigga, you the umbrella
‘Cause that shit just bounce off you with that Gucci
God, nigga I’ma call you Kristi YamaGucci, baby
‘Cause you just all over the fuckin’ world with this shit, baby
Niggas cannot touch you

[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Trench coat mob is a Go-Go Gadget
You don’t wanna see a pretty scene get drastic
Fuckin’ with the lords, no Frodo Baggins
Niggas bring your clothes to the screen like a fat bitch
Even though my name is Denzel, no actin’
Pap-pap, puttin’ everything inside a casket
Track that, everything is gonna be a classic
Wrap that, put that bitch inside a prophylactic
When I’m rappin’, got no hard-on, double tappin’
From a city built on coke and pistol-packin’
See you flaggin’ and they packin’ what you lackin’
Take you out and then they act like nothin’ happen
Amnesia, got rid of the heater
Back in the hood where they blowin’ on reefer
I follow the light while you follow the leader
Now a nigga overseas where they checkin’ my Visa, look

[Interlude: NickNPattiWhack]
Nah baby, what kinda flip phone you got?
Is that a Nextel baby, Chirp baby
This nigga got a Boost, baby, what the fuck
Nigga, you gotta step it up
You need to get you a trap phone
You need to get one of these fuckin’ Motorolas
Niggas can’t even track us, baby

[Verse 3: IDK]
Finger roll, finger roll, finger roll, finger roll, dunk, yeah
Ballin’ on my enemies, I ain’t even tyin’ up to punks
Imagine when I tie ’em up, yeah
I shake ’em, they gon’ need a crutch, yeah
And I ain’t talkin’ groupie bitches when I say they got their panties in a bunch
I’m talkin’ niggas, I ain’t talkin’ nada
They ain’t talkin’ figures, gotta be six, seven or better
Tryna get a house, gotta get my bread up
Tryna stay on pace? you gon’ have to step up
Cruisin’ in a Wraith, see if they make a get-up
Pull up to the place, fucked her when we met up
Yeah, I’m gettin’ buzz, but I never let up
I ain’t seen a doctor, but I got my check up, check up, check up, check up, check up
I’m playin’ chess, you stuck on checkers
That’s why your gang can never check us
They take your chain, and now you neck-less
Check up, check up, check up, check up
I got a check on my watch (wait)
I’m losin’ track of time ’cause I don’t hear tick or no tock (yeah)

[Intro]
Swerve, swrr, swrr, whrr
8…
Yuh, yuh, yuh

[Chorus]
These bitches ain’t shit, we fuck ’em together
I change up my hoes like I change up the weather
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
Bought a couple bags, Pucci on splash
Dropped a little cash, that’s all that
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot

[Verse 1]
I can’t wife no thot, forty at my spot
Smashed her in my drop, got some crazy top
I done damn near wrecked, off that hoe neck
I got a little better flex, I damn near was obsessed
All that is is a bougie freak
Saddity bitch from Laguna Beach
Pussy good and her throat deep
Sucked so long, made her nose bleed
I ain’t savin’ no slutty, I hit her and her buddy
Bought the freak a little puppy but she ain’t nothin’ but my cuddy
I can’t wife no thot, suck my dick till she see snot, ha
Came from out the slums, fuck these thotties ’cause I’m hot
Hunnid round drum and I shot it on the spot
Codeine on her tongue ’cause I’m drinkin’ syrup alot
Did a donut out the lot soon as I turned out the parkin’ lot
I can’t wife no thot, no, I can’t wife no thot
I had bought some Cartiers ’cause that mouth there on lock
Gucci sock get Louis top, big chain made her pussy pop
Earrin’ got her lashin’ out, walkin’ round like a rental cop
Checkin’ bitches, they be on the ‘Gram
Check her phone, I think she tryna scam
I ain’t tryna save these hoes, no thank you, ma’am
I hit that nanny on green-green, swallow my cum, no ring-ring
Red Ferrari a mean ting, I got a mean ting
Came with her panties, I gave her some lean-lean
I gave her the clean-clean
She want that molly, I gave her a green bean
She took off her wing-wings
I put her inside of the Bentley thing
Fucked up her Maybelline
Maybe she think she more than what she is
Maybe she thinkin’ queen
Maybe she think Super gone save her
Maybe she fuckin’ ’round with the neighbors

[Chorus]
These bitches ain’t shit, we fuck ’em together
I change up my hoes like I change up the weather
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
Bought a couple bags, Pucci on splash
Dropped a little cash, that’s all that
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot

[Outro]
8…

[Hook: Cassie]
No one on the corner has swagger like Puff
Swagger like Puff, swagger, swagger like Puff
No one on the corner has swagger like Puff
Swagger like Puff, swagger, swagger like Puff
No one on the corner has swagger like Puff
Swagger like Puff, swagger, swagger like Puff
No one on the corner has swagger like Puff
Swagger like Puff, swagger, swagger like Puff

[Diddy]
I like it when you say my name
This is a state of emergency
What y’all want me to do, I’m sorry hahaha
I’m back bitches
I ain’t letting you go nowhere
It’s like y’all ****** never knew this, check this out, c’mon

[Hook: Cassie]

[Diddy:]
Sing this song for me bitch
Hey yo P give me my gun
Yeah
These are just warning shots before I get started
I don’t wanna hurt nobody
Duck Down ******
Take that, ahhh

[Verse 1: Diddy]
(No one on the corner…)
Mr. Combs is in the building
I’ll take your bitch, I’ll crush your building
(No one on the corner…)
Fuck it I’ll give her children
Swag at a hundred, trillion, zillion
Bitch Brazilian, hair color chameleons
Skin tone vanilla, two scoops of chillin’
Ciroc Blue Ice
Anything you do, I do twice
What you do, I don’t do like you
(No one on the corner…)
No one on the planet, nobody more famous, lavish or more savage
(No one on the corner…)
Who the fuck you think matters
Number one Puff Daddy, ring leader of the Palace is…
Bad Boy…
Throw the Bs in the air and scream oh yeah…
Bad Boy…

[Hook: Cassie]

[Diddy:]
I like it when you say my name
This is not a remix hahaha
It’s just the truth
I couldn’t make this shit up if I tried
Hey yo, I ain’t finished with you mothaf******
Check this out…

[Verse 2: Diddy]
(No one on the corner…)
No one on the corner even close to my swag
I ain’t gonna buy a boat, I bought a store on Fifth Ave
(No one on the corner…)
No one on the corner raise hell like this
Go to war with a coast and get a star for that shit
And you can learn a lot by jacking, jacking my style, jacking, jacking my style
Y’all been jacking for a while
Fresh from Argentini, bitches in bikinis
Maserati like copra Asti Martini
(No one on the corner…)
Im the king of Zamunda, mirror mirror who is on my corner
My shades too dark to see you losers
(No one on the corner…)
No one on my corner by law I’m the ruler
Go back to your jeweler tell ’em make you more cooler
Am a rich dude, baby this is big dick rules
I make dating R&B chicks cool
And I ain’t got no cooth, I ain’t got no roof
All I got is my word, so my swag is the truth

[Hook: Cassie]

[Diddy:]
No one on the corner got swagger like Puff
Swagger like Puff, swagger like Puff
Hey yo, attention all DJs
I know you may want to go to another record
But, haha
If I was you I would hold up for a minute
I got some more shit to talk
Nobody does it better mothaf*****
Check this out…

[Verse 3: Diddy]
(No one on the corner…)
Diddy mothaf***** am a bad boy billionaire
Hundred carat pinky in the air
In the betters bit in the corner
(No one on the corner…)
I just shift a little gear
Cops speed top free topless bitches everywhere
I could drop a hundred mill like it really ain’t nothing
I’m a Forbes top hundred
You a Forbes top nothing
I got houses in Miami
Mermaids up in them fishing tanks
Ive been spending hundreds since Ferrari square bodies in ’em
(No one on the corner…)
Everybody pay homage to that raisin in the sun
I’ve been raising little sons since 98, no wait 91
(No one on the corner…)
Im you ****** godfather
Mothaf****** why bother
When you flys I be on your clothes coming charter
On a G5 jerky looking like b five
Hotter than the sun, I be in Ibiza smoking weed
I’m higher than a mountain top
Baby put your mouth on top (come on) little lolli pop
Suck it till your hymen pops
(No one on the corner…)
****** wanna climb the charts, I’m already up there
Shit I did ten years ago is still up there
And I can’t stop, all these motherfucking number ones
I’mma retire at number one
Set fire to you number ones
Baby where I’m coming from is nine hundred ninety nine millis till I’m nine hundred ninety nine billi
Who can fuck with me?
(No one on the corner)

[Verse 1: JayteKz]
It ain’t no secret, I’m always vocal with the way I feel
I don’t wanna be alive, depression is gonna get me killed
Family says I need help but I don’t think they fucking get it
What I feel is carved inside my heart and it’s deeply embedded
I-I-I wish it was that simple, I wish this made me stronger, but instead It has left me crippled
It’s hard for me to smile and when I do It’s fabricated
I’m slowly breaking down and my happiness is barricaded
I fucking hate this shit, numb the pain by taking sips
Every time I’m sober I just want to slit my fucking wrists
Hoping I will bleed to death, chocking till I lose my breath
Father, please forgive me, but I can’t go on within my flesh
Death seems like the only route, only place where peace is found
Mom and Dad I love you, and I’m sorry If I let you down, but I can’t take no more
My heart is fucking torn, I wish this was a nightmare, wish I was never born

[Chorus: JayteKz]
I can hardly feel now
Every single day I am going numb
I can only hope the end is near now
I don’t want to stay, I want to run
No one understands these tears I shed now
No one understands the hell I am in
Honestly, just wish that I was dead now
Can I bare this misery within?

[Verse 2: JayteKz]
And dear family, I know it’s hard for you to listen, but this is how I feel, I hope that I can be forgiven
I feel imprisoned, I don’t know how to escape
Yeah, Imma victim of my own self-defeat and hate
I-I-I wish I wasn’t fucked up
I-I-I wish I could look up
I-I-I wish that I was lying to you
Wish I was sharing smiles instead of fucking crying to you
I’m sorry for it all, but this broken heart is raw
I ain’t got no where to turn to and I don’t know who to call
Got no choice but to crawl, I can’t stand up on my feet
Every time I fucking fall, man I no longer want to breathe
Feel my soul getting weak, and my heart’s getting heavy
I’m begging on my knees for the lord to come and get me
And when my time comes all I ask is don’t forget me
My purpose was fulfilled, I’m no longer feeling empty

[Chorus: JayteKz]
I can hardly feel now
Every single day I am going numb
I can only hope the end is near now
I don’t want to stay, I want to run
No one understands these tears I shed now, no one understands the hell I am in
Honestly, just wish that I was dead now
Can I bare this misery within?