Text ... Hip-hop. Male vocal. Detroit style. BPM 98.
Everybody Wants
Lyrics by Mattic Madwreck, F.P. & Beat by Oogo
(chorus) La la la Lalalalalala La la la Lalalalalala La la la la
(Mattic's Part)
I want her in the worst way but first let me talk about her Describe the madam, cause it hit me like what's happen Walking in Le Havre She's the one I Got to have Juggling with my words Hoping that my poking cause a stabbing
Her frame, jabbing to my face open the case and see the best imprint of star elegance Relax, let me tell you something bout yourself Pass over like a passport the password is wealth.
Rich a man would be if he seen you on the regular Up inside his head, got my thoughts perpendicular Endless to your beauty cause the eyes will never lie That's a quote from the Wreckester Your shine can't hide.
(chorus)
Girl you got me singing all night long Girl you got me sanging this same song Girl you got me singing all night long Girl you got me sanging this same song
La la la That's what I want Lalalalalala La la la Lalalalalala That's what I want La la la la Get nasty with it
Text ... Old School East-Coast Hip-Hop. In the style of the 90's. Male vocal. ...Old School East-Coast Hip-Hop. In the style of the 90's. Male vocal. BPM 87.
CHECK 1-2 Lyrics by Mattic Beat by Mr.Gib
(Chorus) It's like Im going crazy This is for my lady This is for my lady See this is what made me This is for my baby This for my baby
It's like Im going crazy This is for my lady This is for my lady
(2nd Verse) I never seen nobody like you Your the one that I choose from your, head to your toes from your cap to your shoes, I figure…
With a woman like this I can't lose Two's for most men set with rules. The do's and don't Have not's I been shot, by a angel with a cannon how'd the phantom get caught?
Like handcuffs on the waist of a cop I'm i arrested? Cause good women are hard to find lucky me has invested like money in Wahcovia Love Being all over ya.
You can't tell is the mission failed? Pitching pennies to the bottom of wells till I excel Let's get up on a cruise boat floating without a sail. So that me and you can gel in heaven and hell swell.
You hit it on the nail and your body got cherry smell. She loving my clientele Queen we rock well and straighten up the frame like muscles on Mele Mel.
I'm not a MC who talking all that junk about who can beat who sound like ah punk I just get down and I go for mines and say check one two and walk down the line It's so much baby yea give it sometime and say check one two and walk the thin line My lady loving me true to mankind and say check one two, she more then a dime say what? She more then a dime Say what? She more then a dime
(Chorus) Check one two And walk down the line (Repeat) Check one two There is a thin line (Repeat)
I been in my car driving miles ad miles Thinking bout your eyes and the way your face smiles
Yo I been in my house walking room to room night to afternoon and this is what i consume Your sweet perfume, sit under a full moon, Feeling beams catching photograph views of every seen. A dream, it seems that's what i walked into Self denial is destructive when alone with you.
Seize every opportunity, I check one two I don't worry about no dudes really fucking with you. If I was working at the club you would not pay, but we to old for that i got something to say. I take it back like Dilla, my whole being is cool So look at me and look at you (what) Look at me, and look at you (what) Look at me, and look at you
(Chorus) It's like Im going crazy This is for my lady This is for my lady See this is what made me This is for my baby This for my baby
It's like Im going crazy This is for my lady Come here baby
Text ... Hip-hop. Wonky music. Video games fx. Male vocal. BPM 92.
GHOST MUSIC Lyrics by Mattic, Green T, F.P Beat by Chomsky
(Chorus) Ghost music Ghost music Ghost music Ghost music Ghost music
Hey it's Poltergeist music it's Poltergeist music it's Poltergeist music it's Poltergeist music
The like… Ah hell now did I miss it? before you step on the stage your whole show is defeated. I'm trying to leave a ghost impression on your T.V screen when you you pause the game to long, I heard your song.
Whole album that's cool, but when I make my rule My medulla's like pole vaulter's A high choose Your best tracks, friend can help. In the end all you doing is just talking to yourself.
And the crowd the only clap cause they don't want no playback. A universal word describes you as whack. While I sit up in the shadow's sharp like a dagger. The power that I create from the hood sleepy hollow.
Beauty right in front of your eyes like blooming daffodils or the vines on my arms, ink that I reveal. Had a dream Ice Cube went back to kill at will. Death Certificate host, America's most.
Watch of the poison in sirenges kept in frozen usage. The stage or the living room I abuse it Wax allowed it so I be that ball up in Ken's hands Energy my man let me help you understand
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha They think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha they think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you When they watch ya
Music pause people (repeat) Music make's think (repeat) Music make'em think Man you got make them think!!
Text ... French rap / boom bap. Urban, determined & catchy. Rapper with ...French rap / boom bap. Urban, determined & catchy. Rapper with sampler & rhythm.
On fait parti de ceux qui s'rassemblent pasAucun track sans blaseAjoute un accent grave, par ici ça sent l'gazLa basse s'embrase, chut, l'agent t'palpeReste discret, la loyauté ne s'marchande pasJ'la sens glacée en y passant l'brasIci y'a trop d'gens blasés, oui en s'lassant de boireRageant du passé j'vois des gars sans foiQui jalousent les tracés, qui parlent sans voir
J'ai vu des phrasés qui s'décalent, des rires, des rides, des vies qui partentPuis des jeunes gazés qui s'débattent, qu'esquivent devant des flics qui parlentLa weed c'est médical, ici l'chagrin est délicatJ'ai la rage contre personne, puisque chacun est critiquableY'a des clochards qui te pé-pom, qui s'font démonter pour 10 ballesDes cons, des bons, des condés sombres et j'ai pas les fonds pour ti-parEsquinté des wagons, des gares, dégâts d'mes bombes avec des graf'Écarter les matons mécra, toucher d'la gonz' avec mes garsChez nous les braves gens s'tapent, mettent les bails dans l'sacAucun marchand d'sable, ouai les vaillants l'saventFaut pas s'en vanter, les enfants baventLe rap tue la jeunesse car les temps sont gravesCombien en font un fond d'commerce en s'pensant bravesA cause de toi saches que des gosses meurent en s'tranchant l'brasLes tours s'encrassent et les gens s'en tapentLes passant passent ça n'les enchante pasMoi j'ai la gueule pour leur emploi, mais pas le cœur qui va avecIci on fume, on tise, on bois, les jeunes s'consument pour faire la fêteLes journalistes j'leur mets des doigts et j'leur souhaite qu'une perquis' les pèteLa politique, la coke, des boites, pendant qu'ils interdisent les pét'Ça fait longtemps qu'ils nous la mettent, ces cons dépensé par les GrecsLes médias flambent ouais quand c'est dead, l'argent dépensé par les dettesIls bougent les vents, marées et mers, ils ont menti, ok c'est netCar on est gouverné en clair, pour du factice par des fennecs
On fait parti de ceux qui s'rassemblent pasAucun track sans blaseAjoute un accent grave, par ici ça sent l'gazLa basse s'embrase, chut, l'agent t'palpeReste discret, la loyauté ne s'marchande pasJ'la sens glacée en y passant l'brasIci y'a trop d'gens blasés, oui en s'lassant de boireRageant du passé j'vois des gars sans foiQui jalousent les tracés, qui parlent sans voir
Dis leur qu'on patine dans la semoule, qu'on s'en bas les couilles des urnesQu'on galère à faire des sous, mais frère, les trois quart sont déçusLes gens marchent et baissent la tête, mais tu sais la vie m'enseigneCe mode de vie nous reflète qu'ici on oublie l'essentielL'état n'est pas facile, c'est pas l'asile c'est l'carnageEn cas j'insiste, c'est pas d'la zik' c'est du partageJ'rap pour les gens qu'ont pas d'cash, la veine est palpableMoi j'suis pas l'pape, c'est pour les coeurs sans pare-balleMalaise palpable et climat d'peur, c'est pour voir les barbares, les tar-baNous des revendicateursIl faudrait qu'on s'rassemble, qu'on s'prête et qu'on s'batteL'état rouspète, faut que tout pète et qu'on s'barre
Ouais le passant passeEsquinté des wagons, des gardes, dégâts d'mes bombes avec des graf'Écarter les matons mécra, toucher d'la gonz' avec mes garsMelan Omerta, ouais j'chante et j't'emmerdeEsquinté des wagons, des gardes, dégâts d'mes bombes avec des graf'Écarter les matons mécra, toucher d'la gonz' avec mes gars
On fait parti de ceux qui s'rassemblent pasAucun track sans blaseAjoute un accent grave, par ici ça sent l'gazLa basse s'embrase, chut, l'agent t'palpeReste discret, la loyauté ne s'marchande pasJ'la sens glacée en y passant l'brasIci y'a trop d'gens blasés, oui en s'lassant de boireRageant du passé j'vois des gars sans foiQui jalousent les tracés, qui parlent sans voir
Text ... Hip-hop/Nu soul. Laid back. male vocal. female voice. BPM 92
THE LIGHT Lyrics by Mattic Parks and Astrid Engberg. Music by Oogo.
Fantastic (multiple repeat throughout song) Oogo Oogo Fantastic Chomsky
I be on the planet I be rocking that shit I be on the planet I be making them hits
MR. FANTASTIC
III beats from the words I speak It's the light from the uh…uh uh
Banka Wax Tailor Mr Gib Mr Fantastic
I be on the Planet I be rocking them beats We be on the planet we be making that heat We be on the planet and the style is unique
Our shit is big ocean and your shit is a creek On your territory I'm ah take ah leak let it all out Top high like Mt. Everest to the peak for you mountain climbers we be on the planet
Yea baby come and give me kiss on he cheek That is the style from beneath Underground, Underground from the PLANET
(chorus) False Kats The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see The maker of the music playing on your cd The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way. It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays We man about this shit why you acting all gay ? Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay. You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all false kats making music and it sounds appal. So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man. Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and, we slap five, but top gate you not my man's Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand. It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history So fall ….. Back ! All I see is false kats B All I see is false kats B All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus) You False What's up homie ? Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ? What you drinking on ? Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False What's up homie ? Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ? What you drinking on ? Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
At the wine shop, on the post up Eating cheese looking at this ladies butt. I say that, but it don't make me crazy It's just a compliment, I don't want you baby
Maybe we can plant a plan, I don't think so You just want to back it up until my tip explode Whoa !!!! I ain't down with aggressive ass hoe's I don't hit because I can I'm professional bro you know.
Lately now ah days women cause trouble Get together with cupid and the they pop your bubble Put you on a take off without a shuttle So you better come prepared, lets organize a huddle.
How many times you been fucked over ? A couple, had to walk away from the game like Mike Rucker. Some keep it more nasty then a red neck trucker, after six or seven glasses of some shit I'm seeing double.
I'm pretty cool with the women who run the shop, after hours we be burning on sticks and playing hip-hop. They say I'm better then a under counter medicine pop me in and swallow me down you up in heaven friend.
This one had voice that was raspy smoking cigarettes and conversation it grasp me. Gave one more glass, blew smoke out her mouth, winked her eye and said it's all on the house Her blouse !!!!
Half open, twins showing, blood system was flowing to the tippy top, her card dropped around her ankles. Man I want to spank her, bad girl discipline. She listen to my ideas but I ain't speaking them.
Hit the splif and then she passed it me. Wrapped a brother up a block of that cheese my motions freezed. Leaned over said come and get You ain't got to run come here and blow me a shotgun.
I put the joint in my mouth and burned my tongue Coughing up the ashes to the beat of the drum. She laughed and said I got to come home and take a bath Were you off to this time of morning ? You do the math…
Text ... Progressive Hip-hop with a latin feel. Male & female vocal. BPM 94.
It's Fantastic
Lyrics by Green T, Mattic and FP & Beat by Chomsky
Mattic's Lyrics
(chorus) To the break of Dawn Man we got that fire to the break of dawn (repeat)
Throwing Beams Illuminate the whole seen For the Green T, FP, and M.A.T.T That kid Molecular, ASMATTIC and Chomsky it must be…
The Fantastic Planet we made couple city's with sound and alien brain behind glass fixtures. Contain a fluid of ILL, for colored bills. See them mortals with skillz from the tree of JC !!
(chorus) We make the fore go on and on And on and on and on and on. (repeat)
Text ... Swagger, groovy & catchy chicano rap with boom bap influences sung in ...Swagger, groovy & catchy chicano rap with boom bap influences sung in Spanglish. We're the best, yet we're stigmatised as a menace. Male rapper, male backing vocals, male adlibs, brass ensemble, Spanish guitar, synth, Latin & electronic percussion. Break @ 1'38.
ES:
Cruising down the street con mi low rider
Los compas en la esquina chambeando se la cargan
Like Misterio un one-eighty con capucha
Por que tal vez en la próxima vuelta se reviente una lucha
Prepara los guantes mijo
You dont know where I came from
Viviendo en el downtown desde que yo recuerdo
Donde nadie duerme y el trabajo es eterno
Pero con una sonrisa siempre lleno de sueños
En este distrito somos los más chingones
Puño arriba que aquí somos los mejores
Mi gente viene de todas las direcciones
Y de sol a sol le ponemos los corazones
Súbete al rooftop si tienes los cojones
Living to the limit, en casa tenemos razones
Pa' luchar 100 veces y hacer mil canciones
Que no falte nada y el dinero por montones
Ando con la clicka escuchando hip-hop
Traficando rimas soy el mejor en la pista
Rapero mejor que yo tal vez no exista
Con una sola palabra yo los borro de la lista
Leveling the game its tremendous my flow incredible
Climbing to the top to chop those artist that are horrible
At the expenses of everyone else
Mejor trabaja
Factura en el hood
O mejor vete pa' tu casa
Que pasa?
Levanten las manos arriba toa' la raza
Fabricamos cohetes que no existen en la Nasa
Volamos hasta aviones, construimos las casas
Y aun así nos consideran toda una amenaza
Se nos alteró la situa
Pasando por Tijua
Me ven en una troca nueva y siempre me averiguan
Hoy es día de muertos así que a brindar
Por los que se fueron y no están pa' que nos rinda
Cabalgando mas allá del sol
Donde la luna se esconde
Mira a tu alrededor
Cruzamos la frontera
Por un futuro mejor
Así que prepárense
Que llegó lo mas chingón
En este distrito somos los más chingones
Puño arriba que aquí somos los mejores
Mi gente viene de todas las direcciones
Y de sol a sol le ponemos los corazones
Súbete al rooftop si tienes los cojones
Living to the limit, en casa tenemos razones
Pa' luchar 100 veces y hacer mil canciones
Que no falte nada y el dinero por montones
Somos los más chingones
EN:
Cruising down the street with my low rider
The homies on the corner putting in the heavy work
Like Misterio, a one-eighty with a hoodie
Because maybe in the next turn a fight might break out
Get your gloves ready, kid
You don't know where I came from
Living downtown since I can remember
Where nobody sleeps and work is endless
But with a smile always full of dreams
In this district, we're the toughest
Fist up because here we're the best
My people come from all directions
And from sunrise to sunset, we put our hearts into it
Get on the rooftop if you have the guts
Living to the limit, at home we have reasons
To fight a hundred times and make a thousand songs
May nothing be lacking and have money in abundance
I'm rolling with the crew listening to hip-hop
Trafficking rhymes, I'm the best on the dance floor
Maybe a rapper better than me doesn't exist
With just one word, I erase them from the list
Leveling the game, my flow is incredible
Climbing to the top to chop those artists that are horrible
At the expense of everyone else
You better work
Get billing in the hood
Or better go back home
What's up?
Raise your hands up, everyone
We manufacture rockets that don't exist at NASA
We fly their planes, we build their houses
And yet they consider us a full threat
The situation got tense
Passing through Tijuana
They see me in a new truck and always inquire about me
Today is the Day of the Dead, so let's toast
For those who are gone and are not here, so that it serves us
Riding beyond the sun
Where the moon hides
Look around you
We cross the border
For a better future
So get ready
Because the toughest have arrived
In this district, we're the toughest
Fist up because here we're the best
My people come from all directions
And from sunrise to sunset, we put our hearts into it
Get on the rooftop if you have the guts
Living to the limit, at home we have reasons
To fight a hundred times and make a thousand songs
May nothing be lacking and have money in abundance
Text ... Latin hip hop sung in spanglish. Urban & minimalistic. Rappers & ...Latin hip hop sung in spanglish. Urban & minimalistic. Rappers & electronic percussion.
Son mas no logran intimidarme Andamos con mis niggas no importa cuantos arme Gyal
SAI Cool Kids on this, Homie estos beats por mi los parten ah Dos blunts, mi flow on
Irie King siempre flex ya vamos pro Sabes que no tengo estrés pero tu no Paras de tirar llamada al cel no respondo
Por los culos que van culos que vienen Tengo mi swag gyal pero tu también lo tienes Tengo mi track que hace que el ambiente pleno suene Tengo mi lea pero no creas que eso me detiene, no One Thing we no fear Ye he estado en el estudio mientras otros se esmeran Quieren subir pero por aquí no llegan, les falta mucho estilo Esto es la nueva escuela
High class purple kush ,tomamos great goose Siempre fresh con mi look, llamalo pro tools Jordan en estudio como en los Bulls
No me importa lo que pienses tuRaperos dejo extintos como quedo el mamud Yo se que abuso de mi actitudMate a mucho de ellos deje intacta su salud
One thing mi no fear aWe no fear a , we no fear a
Non man we the chat up manLike dem a human , and dem now se da we them scare of One thing mi no fear aWe no fear a , we no fear aAll wen them a lab up them tongAnd a chat up chat up chat upLike them a perraCast all wen me se them a comThem a plan up fi my thing dem go downBut me tell you se dat time not come cost
Man blessup and any time you coming and a plan upPussy Me hear we be behind me back the you a chat upMan like me you cud never stop up cast my my a me owner don And me tell you se my owner of my things them yee
Pussyclat hear meTo non man my no barrow non blings them never No , noMe tell you se me ride on my things themAnd me coming inna the blodclatSclas and left yeyo to kill dem
BACK IN THE DAY Lyrics by Mattic Parks Music by Oogo
(Chorus) Back in the days Back in the days Back in the days (repeat) Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a rubix cube
Small minded nigga's always be talking. He had to go overseas to do his walking. Fuck y'all I hope you live to do his walking. for hating on success your bullshit is often.
You think you know me from a style that change Like climax's that we living this life time is strange. Edit profile, safe mode will rearrange like the groups that I done been in Where do I begin?
Katskillz was III Natural soul build with my brother, then we add Madwreck to form the Others. Started great, but late we got off of the page, so i Took the stage instead of turning to rage. Almost quit this shit, the diabolic flip, heading to the palace of Prime in Southtropolis. Popodapolis, the father of Asha's gift was the best thing I done in my life so bust this.
Ever been to the store and brought a rubix cube? I compare myself to that shit dude. When you try to figure me out, the color's which squares level's raise like metal gear, open and beware.
It's like you straining your vein Attaching to brains To put it down man you can't play these games. What up cuz-o I manifesto Turn in to slick-co Asshole, rude, crude, figure the rubix cube.
(Chorus) Back in the days Back in the days Back in the days Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore… Back in the days
Text ... Hip-hop with an Oriental feel. Male vocal. BPM 90.
How That Sound
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Chomsky
So now you to the point that you done seen some shit and you can't get it out of your mind you get sick. Folk tales to pick or street stories, cause rhyming bout yourself eventually turns boring. I remember the night like it was morning Kat out of line, the vision rewinds He was trying to be about it like most rappers today, but around 3:30 the ground he laid.
And his eye's seen the black of the night like gun fights Now ah days, that's how they play Trying to impress a woman that ain't part of my world Grab the wrong one straight by arm, gave her a twirl
She gave a shook look and then a right hook. Drink crashed the floor, he like this whore. Got the nerve to touch my face without giving a taste now in the corner, I heard another glass bottle break.
Glass started to spread like people in the crowd It was quite for a second, but dude was getting fowl. Guess it had to be her boyfriend hiding his hands and step to him. Some people in the background said to him.
They talk for a few, and before I knew the brother from the corner pulled hands out and smacked dude. He pause for a minute and said this kat is finish Snatched out the gun, while homeboy run'ed.
I was like Dam Son lets break out and shake out. Running back patterns as bullets they start unraveling outside one through the chest just like a javelin. Thick blood in the soil like Havoline oil.
The kid laid in soil, half paralyzed Fronting in clubs unorganized Get euthanized like canines in Dog pounds. 20 years old and bowed up in the ground.
(chorus) Now how that sound When you get knocked Down How that sound When they let go rounds From your country all the way to uptown You might get found, man How that Sound ?
Text ... Latino hip hop over a cuban Son rythm, sung in spanish & with a ...Latino hip hop over a cuban Son rythm, sung in spanish & with a spanglish flow. Latin percussions, flûte & scratch & synth.
Negrita ve.No me esperes en la casa, que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve
Make me introduce pan the beat, You don now how ́s this, Pana black from the hill,San Andres mc, We got all the caleñas crazy, And the paisas wetting, Bogotanas giving away them pussy,
We no diling with non batty man her, Yous bring the whiskey, Make we drying the hold day, And we light up the roof with faller,
Hans up hilla, More more falla.
Ladies in the club se emborrachan, Muestran la tatas, My homes in the Cana, Smoking cigarrillo sin filtro en el balcón, This is the night bitches and rum...
Fake boobs,Fake blonds, Fake ass,
This is what I see every night in a the dance. Fake boobs Fake blond, Fake ass,
Sr ortegon that what you like. Negrita ve,No me esperes en la casa, Que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve (bis)
Four o'clock in the morning, Everyone going, Me and my nagger,
Still want some funny ́s, Some une en la pista se, Vamo a seguirla,
My nagger se donde,Straight to my crib now... Ladies in the club se emborrachan, Muestran la tatas, My homes in the Cana, Smoking cigarrillo sin filtro en el balcón, This is the night bitches and rum... Hasta q salga el sol no me muevo,Por q la quiero seguir pasando bueno (bis)
Fake boobs, Fake blonds, Fake ass,
This is what I see every night in a the dance. Fake boobs, Fake blonds,Fake ass,
Sr ortegon that what you like. (bis)Lising up
Negrita ve, No me esperes en la casa, Que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve (bis) Ah ah ah bitches and rum... Aa a ah bitches and rum... That what you like... Ah ah ah... Negrita ve,No me esperes en la casa, Que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve (bis)
Text ... Latino hip hop over a cuban Son rythm, sung in spanish & with a ...Latino hip hop over a cuban Son rythm, sung in spanish & with a spanglish flow. Latin percussions, flûte & scratch & synth.
Negrita ve.No me esperes en la casa, que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve
Make me introduce pan the beat, You don now how ́s this, Pana black from the hill,San Andres mc, We got all the caleñas crazy, And the paisas wetting, Bogotanas giving away them pussy,
We no diling with non batty man her, Yous bring the whiskey, Make we drying the hold day, And we light up the roof with faller,
Hans up hilla, More more falla.
Ladies in the club se emborrachan, Muestran la tatas, My homes in the Cana, Smoking cigarrillo sin filtro en el balcón, This is the night bitches and rum...
Fake boobs,Fake blonds, Fake ass,
This is what I see every night in a the dance. Fake boobs Fake blond, Fake ass,
Sr ortegon that what you like. Negrita ve,No me esperes en la casa, Que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve (bis)
Four o'clock in the morning, Everyone going, Me and my nagger,
Still want some funny ́s, Some une en la pista se, Vamo a seguirla,
My nagger se donde,Straight to my crib now... Ladies in the club se emborrachan, Muestran la tatas, My homes in the Cana, Smoking cigarrillo sin filtro en el balcón, This is the night bitches and rum... Hasta q salga el sol no me muevo,Por q la quiero seguir pasando bueno (bis)
Fake boobs, Fake blonds, Fake ass,
This is what I see every night in a the dance. Fake boobs, Fake blonds,Fake ass,
Sr ortegon that what you like. (bis)Lising up
Negrita ve, No me esperes en la casa, Que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve (bis) Ah ah ah bitches and rum... Aa a ah bitches and rum... That what you like... Ah ah ah... Negrita ve,No me esperes en la casa, Que yo te caigo mas luego pa ve (bis)
Latino hip hop over a cuban Son rythm. Latin percussions, flûte & ...Latino hip hop over a cuban Son rythm. Latin percussions, flûte & scratch & synth.
Text ... Bewitching & native Hip-hop. Male vocal & ethnic percussion. BPM 100.
10 seconds
Lyrics by Mattic Parks Music by Chomsk'
(Chorus) 6 seconds 5 seconds 4 seconds Mr. Mat your on 3 seconds 2 seconds 1 second Mr. Mat your on
It's like heat from the sunlight, I squeeze the tight life out of you, and got you smiling to So What it do ? Relay the verses right back to you so you act a fool The up with cool, down with school.
Has a list of line of waiters full of haters some rock timberland, some rock with gators Some all natural, but still get their power pulled Reconnection is beautiful thing the mind rule. Duel with this expertise mic handle, out of order generating dudes be lighting candles. Just to catch a swift win now you in the dark, I heard some nigga's waiting for that ass in the parking lot.
So what's the wrong route, escape death I doubt it They after you Only seconds Mattic's after you Only seconds Mattic's after you It takes seconds Mattic's after you To make a track Yo Mr. Fantastic is after you
That's the way of the world Day tripper, your song I skip to the next one because I can't take it no more This is classic encounters Consider the source down to earth til it explodes and bust like grapes. And out of shape fat people other words obesity. To get along with everyone, no you history. You shitting me or can you just not see ? In this life time I mastered the art in my ability.
The originality, exalted and compassionate The expediter Restored to mentor When I the television on I witness all the gluttony. But if I talk about it nigga's just mute the, focus of my sanity, body and soul love and weather, fall apart and build back together. My spirit box's has got a black man's waltz with three little words, I love you At all cost My people whose the boss and do you pay the cost ? Yo check it out now, witness the floss because, I'm about to make another record, and you van hit in about 10 seconds cause…
(chorus) 10 seconds 9 seconds 8 seconds Mr. Mat your on 7 seconds 6 seconds 5 seconds Mr. Mat your on 4 seconds 3 seconds 2 seconds Mr. Mat your on 1 second 1 second No seconds Mr. Mat your on
Text ... Acid & swingy Bossa/Hip-hop. male vocal. BPM 98.
THE HOKEY POKEY Lyrics by Mattic Parks, Music by Oogo
(Chorus) You do the hokey poky and turn yourself around That's what it's all about. (repeat)
Ladies, money, and clothes. Vehicles, how you rob people, and hoe's. Guest appearances to make your album hot right? I love so and so, but most don't even write.
Trap star, hood star, drinks at the bar. I love Red Letter Blue Mark and Tom play the guitar, and tav kill it on the drums but everybody's cool with following acting dumb.
Ego's and local Mc's that don't get it. I can't help you, need to help yourself it fells better kid.
Time on my side and I spit the planet sound. See me like Discovery Place, open with the sound. Held like a shotgun holder in Guatamala with a vest that protects his chest, saliva swallow and it's hotter then a flesh wound caused by bullets hollow, how i make it when Im building my model building a sorrow with a hope.
Dope how I insert the music I choose it, different from the next like sex out of the birds nest, comes one with the image. Majors all alone the shit is all finish.
So I take it off exploring the more like a producer that's digging inside of a record store. Throw rocks at the body shock kid. Man he drowned trying to do what I did. For the love of women tall and the smell I ain't J-Live, I do got a story to tell about
(Chorus) How you Put your left foot in You take it on out Put your left foot in and you twist it, and you shake it all about
Now You put your right foot in take your right foot out Put your right foot in and you shake it, shake it, you shake it all around.
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around That's how we all fall down to the sound To the sound nigga To the sound To the sound So gather round
Who Who got it that You shake it an you shake and you shake it all around (repeat)
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around That's what it's all about I said that's what it's all about That's what it's all about
Text ... Trap/Rap about destiny & ego trip. Swagger, proud & powerful. Lead ...Trap/Rap about destiny & ego trip. Swagger, proud & powerful. Lead male voice rapping, staccato strings & hip-hop beat. Suggested for boxing, work out, sports events & epic action.
[Verse] I am the one Amazing like the sun You can’t compete You ain’t where I’m from I am astonishing I don’t move modestly You can’t take the heat Cause you are not as hot as me Written in the stars King of the galaxy This is not a fantasy Don’t believe that fallacy Talked about through history How I defeat the enemy I’m who they pretend to be Won’t be another casualty
[Bridge] This is my Haven Don’t you know what they call me? I am I am amazing This is my Haven Don’t you know what they call me?I am I am I am I am amazing
[Chorus] It was written in the stars That one day we would be who we are It was written in the stars That one day we would be who we are Cause I am amazing We are amazing This life is amazing They call me amazing
[Verse 2] I am not done We have just begun I do the impossible Nothing is a obstacle Born to be special Do everything exceptional Out of the ordinary Born to be legendary
[Bridge] This is my Haven Don’t you know what they call me? I am I am amazing This is my Haven Don’t you know what they call me? I am I am I am I am amazing
[Chorus] It was written in the stars That one day we would be who we are It was written in the stars That one day we would be who we are Cause I am amazing We are amazing This life is amazing They call me amazing
Text ... Hip Hop / Rap. Eccentric, swagger, crazy, proud & maverick. Male ...Hip Hop / Rap. Eccentric, swagger, crazy, proud & maverick. Male rapper, trap beat & synth. For team sport, fight sport & highlights.
I Ain't Had Enough
Put it all on the line I ain’t had enough Almost out of time nah
I ain’t had enough
Pressure on my mind now I ain’t had enough
No I ain’t had enough
Until you all had enough
Put it all on the field I ain’t had enough No I got a will that ain’t had enough
Knowing how I feel I ain’t had enough No I ain’t had enough No I ain’t had enough
Until you all had enough,Yeah Have you had enough Have you had enough Well I aint had enough
I ain’t had enough I am the only opponent I am the only component When it comes to you verse you I’ma be like Mike in the mirror
Cham’on it I am the only opponent I am the only component When it comes to you verse you I’ma be like Mike in the mirror Cham’on it You can find me in a rock and a hard place
Look what I face my face
Ain’t nobody stopping my pace
Ain’t nobody there Ain’t nobody there You can find me in a rock and a hard place
Look what I face my face
Ain’t nobody stopping my pace
Ain’t nobody Ain’t nobody
Ain’t nobody stopping my pace Almost out of time I ain’t had enough
Pressure on my mind
I ain’t had enough I ain’t had enough I ain’t had enough Put it all on the field I ain’t had enough Know I got a big will I aint had enough
Want to know how I feel I aint and enough I ain’t had enough I ain’t had enough
Text ... French rap, hip-hop. Obstinate, confidant & assured. Male rapper, ...French rap, hip-hop. Obstinate, confidant & assured. Male rapper, piano & rhythm. Lyrics about victory & self-esteem.
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Tout pour la victoire, Crois en toi.Tout pour la victoire, Crois en toi.Rester sûr de soi, Concentration au maximum,Explosion des stats, À faire crier les masses. C'est le moment de croire en toi,Sinon qui le fera ?Qui t'entendra le brasSi tu ne le fais pas ? Redoubler d'efforts, Courbatures mentales et physiques,Se sortir des cordes Quand c'est la vie qui te cogne.Faut rester sur ses appuis, Ne pas dormir sur ses acquis,La feignantise taquine, Combatif aux aguets. Flèche dans le mille, Objectifs recentrés,Training day every day, Il n'y a que ça qui paye.Toujours plus encore, Aller péter le record,Sprint final Usain Bolt, Décrocher la médaille d'or. C'est tout pour la victoire, Tout pour la victoire,À toi d'écrire l'histoire.Tout pour la victoire, Tout pour la victoire,Une lueur d'espoir. Tout pour la victoire, Crois en toi.Rester sûr de soi, Concentration au maximum,Explosion de tes stats, Faire crier les masses.C'est le moment de croire en toi,Sinon qui le fera ?Qui t'entendra le brasSi tu ne le fais pas ? Problème à bras-le-corps, Surmonter le râle-bol,Quand la vie est hardcore, Y croire encore, encore.C'est le début de la partie Qui finira au tapisOu le king sur le ring. Allez, petit, faut tenir le rythme. Il n'y a plus d'énigmes à ces questions,Craquer, c'est hors de question,Ramener la médaille à la maison,Rester la seule option.Pour mes proches, une dévotion,Pour eux, jamais perdre ma détermination. Tout pour la victoire, Crois en toi.Tout pour la victoire, Crois en toi.Rester sûr de soi, Concentration au maximum,Explosion des stats, À faire crier les masses.C'est le moment de croire en toi,Sinon qui le fera ?Qui t'entendra le brasSi tu ne le fais pas ?
EN All for the victory, Believe in yourself.All for the victory, Believe in yourself.Stay self-assured, maximum concentration,Stats exploding, making the masses shout. It's time to believe in yourself,Otherwise, who will?Who will hear your cryIf you don't do it?
Redoubling efforts, mental and physical strains,Breaking free when life hits hard.Stay on your toes, don't rest on your laurels,Laziness taunts, be vigilant and alert. Bullseye, refocused objectives,Training day every day, that's the only way.Always push further, break the record,Usain Bolt's final sprint, clinch the gold medal. It's all for the victory, all for the victory,It's up to you to write the story.All for the victory, all for the victory,A glimmer of hope.
All for the victory, believe in yourself.Stay self-assured, maximum concentration,Stats exploding, making the masses shout.It's time to believe in yourself,Otherwise, who will?Who will hear your cryIf you don't do it?
Grapple with problems, overcome the hardships,When life gets hardcore, believe even more, and more.It's the start of the game,It'll either end on the matOr with you as the king in the ring.Come on, keep up the pace. There are no more puzzles in these questions,Breaking is not an option,Bring the medal home,Remaining the sole choice.For my loved ones, a devotion,For them, never lose my determination.
All for the victory, believe in yourself.All for the victory, believe in yourself.Stay self-assured, maximum concentration,Stats exploding, making the masses shout.It's time to believe in yourself,Otherwise, who will?Who will hear your cryIf you don't do it?
Text ... Breakbeat. Nervous, propulsive & obstinate. Swagger. Rapper, synth, ...Breakbeat. Nervous, propulsive & obstinate. Swagger. Rapper, synth, electric guitar, ostinato piano & rhythm. Suggested for mechanical sports, e-sports & car race.
Thrill me
MCH a work a techer
Why I am counchers
Just bored flows
Enter the drag a mirrors
Three hundred ans sixty five
Different scores , LA score and look a like
thriller
Electric fences
34 Hours of violence
Body god hold me back that’s my
passions
In a part of room, next to the mansion
Represent stay a like a mansion
In my mind no my friends in of the legend
Any like pop holy post is in the
machination best for take
I was never highest
Text ... Rap/Stomp rock. Rap about self-confidence and the future. Powerful, ...Rap/Stomp rock. Rap about self-confidence and the future. Powerful, determined & exhilarating. Lead male voice rapping, electric guitar riffs, hip-hop beat & synths. Suggested for extreme, action, sports & cars.
[Chorus] Woke up feeling myself like I’m the newest Looked in the mirror and asked who is the truest It said you are sir You’re fresher than the new prince I’m ready to conquer the world I got the blue print
[Verse] The way I’m coming in, is starting to be a nuisance I got the spirit of all the goats I’m influenced I’m flowing in fresher than air like I’m a new scent You can’t pass through me lightly I’m translucent The winning in me flows freely affluent They looking at me like how did he do it? Hard work dedication and I can prove it The hardest part ain’t getting it it’s not losing it
[Chorus] Woke up feeling myself like I’m the newest Looked in the mirror and asked who is the truest It said you are sir You’re fresher than the new prince I’m ready to conquer the world I got the blue print Woke up feeling myself like I’m the newest Looked in the mirror and asked who is the truest It said you are sir You’re fresher than the new prince I’m ready to conquer the world I got the blue print
[Verse 2] The way I’m going in they starting to lose it I’m having my way influence I’m starting to use it The power is all in my hands I won’t abuse it Fell down and got back up That’s when I knew it Woke up seeing the vision and how I view it Always have faith and knew that I can do it Hard work dedication and I can prove it The hardest part ain’t getting it it’s not losing it
[Chorus] Woke up feeling myself like I’m the newest Looked in the mirror and asked who is the truest It said you are sir You’re fresher than the new prince I’m ready to conquer the world I got the blue print Woke up feeling myself like I’m the newest Looked in the mirror and asked who is the truest It said you are sir You’re fresher than the new prince I’m ready to conquer the world I got the blue print
