"I'll Be There" Lyrics - Mac Miller Ft. Phonte

I'll Be There Lyrics by Mac Miller Ft. Phonte

[Phonte]

Sunshine or rain, I’ll be there

For the good times or bad, I’ll be there

Sunshine or rain, I’ll be there

For the good times or bad, I’ll be there

[Mac Miller]

See I was 6 years old with a dream, when my mums told me I can do anything

Said she’d be there forever, no matter what’s the weather

She’d always have my back even when we weren’t together

and I took her for granted, thought I had a plan

This a different generation, I don’t think you’d understand

In the quest to be a man, you start to learn you need your family

It wasn’t for them, I’d be way closer to insanity

It aint about the vanity, think bout whats important

The reason I was 6 years old rocking some Jordans

The reason I had food, my own damn room

A TV and a living room to watch my cartoons

I just hope she know I love her, the World’s best mother

Yeah aint fair, so I’ma take care of her and her gray hair

When I get rich, I’ll have her living how she should be

No stress, no worries, you can call me cause it’s…

[Phonte]

Sunshine or rain, I’ll be there

For the good times or bad, I’ll be there

Sunshine or rain, I’ll be there

For the good times or bad, I’ll be there

[Mac Miller - Verse 2]

Hey, hey, hey

Dear mama, please don’t start to cry

You the reason I’m alive how these years have gone by

You were there when I was on my first bike riding in the street

That delivery truck almost ran right over me

You were at my games when I was sitting on the bench

When I skipped school, you lied saying I was home sick

Had my back before I had my own

I know I’m always welcome when I’m back at home

I just wanna bring you out on stage to get a standing ovation

All the work you did to make my life feel like a vacation

If you have your moms, you better treat her right

Call her up, say “wassup” before you sleep tonight

Tell her you love her and thank her for what she did

You may be grown now but remember being a kid when she fed you, shit

You were her baby, so find out what she doing lately, uh

I wanna tell you momma…

[Phonte]

Sunshine or rain, I’ll be there

For the good times or bad, I’ll be there

Sunshine or rain, I’ll be there

For the good times or bad, I’ll be there

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Bright Lights, Bigger City Lyrics by Cee-Lo Green Ft. Wiz Khalifa

Cee-Lo Green Ft. Wiz Khalifa - Bright Lights, Bigger City Lyrics

I been livi’n for the weekend

But, no, not anymore

Cuz here comes that familiar feelin’

That Fridays famous for

Yeah I’m lookin’ for some action

And it’s out there somewhere

You can feel the electricity

All in the evening air

And it may just be more of the same

But sometimes you wanna go where everyone knows your name

So I guess I’ll have to wait and see

But I’m just gonna let something brand new happen to me

And it’s alright

It’s alright (x5)

Bright lights and the big city

It belongs to us tonight

Now Friday’s cool

But there’s somethin’ about Saturday night

You can’t say what you want to

Cuz you know that you just might

I’m alive this evening

It was love at first sight

This Saturday

And every Saturday for the rest of my life

And everyone’s standin’ in line

Yeah lookin’ good and lookin for a real good time

So I’ll never have to wonder if

I’ll have someone to share all of this with

[Hook]

And it’s alright

It’s alright (x5)

Bright lights and the big city

It belongs to us tonight

[Wiz Khalifa]

Hear the night life when it’s callin’

So we drink until we fallin’

Aint a Laker but I’m ballin’

Need about 3 girls and I bought these girls to the club

Can I get em all in

Make a movie and let ‘em star in it

Get drunk, get her in my car in

Do the same thing in the morning

Hear ‘em hating but we ignore them

Which one wanna go

Rollin’ this green, hit one on the low

Champagne, meet broads on the floor

We gettin’ bread so we toast

To the life and the fact that we major

Not to mention we Taylored

Been in the game, player

Who up next neighbours

[Hook x2]

And it’s alright

It’s alright (x5)

Bright lights and the big city

It belongs to us tonight

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Hustle Hard Remix Lyrics by Los

Los - Hustle Hard Remix Lyrics

Same old shit, just a different day

I’m coming for the crown, the f-ck a n-gga say?

Los

And I’m the best rapper alive!

Before I pull up to the spot, you hear my coupe, dog

Look like I photshopped that bitch and took the roof off

Damn Los you go too hard

These rappers acting like Lebron, how you play with the Heat and scared to shoot dawg!

Rappers fake, it’s pathetic, matching them bets, taking my credit

N-ggas get blasted away and beheaded

Bitch that crown aint safe cuz I said it

I got my shovel I’m coming, don’t stumble

I got you a big f-cking tomb

I aint got no deal but I’m building a bedroom

Cuz I got some shit coming soon

Man I’m raining on them bitches, Travis Porter, turn them lights out

You beating round the Bush, like Travis Barker at the White House

I’m so deep in that top 5, I can’t find out the kid number

Jay gonn have to call big momma, Ye gonn have to call his big brother

They gonn have to have a discussion, Yea they best at discussing

Jay you better find that n-gga, go sign that n-gga, or smash his ass or do something, ugh

Magnificent is old, excellent is boring

Some n-ggas call this amazing, I call it this morning

All yellow diamonds in my purple drop

She give me brains I come to live, bitch I’m urkle pop

Think outside the box, I’m frozen beware

I’m packin that tray but I’m too cold to be square

Ice cubes is square, squares fit inside the tray,

The tray sits inside the box, here’s your lesson for today,

Ok, when you’re this cold and you ain’t in a nice mood,

you put square n-ggas in a box, ice cube.

I like sexy women, fast cars, nice views

Sexy women say you dress your ass off, nice shoes

‘These old things?’

She said ‘yes dear, but when did they come out?’

I’m like ‘bitch, next year!’

Note to the rap game ‘nobody call next here,

Or I’ma snap legs, stack bodies, break necks here’

And to XXL: ‘F-ck could a n-gga say?,

Yall did the same old shit, jus a different day’

Get this straight, I’m no Freshmen

More like the Principal, theres no question

Run this school and n-ggas don’t test him

But it’s the principle that I’m stressing

Question: ‘When yall talk about the best, how don’t you mention me?’

I aint on a bench, I’m the benchmark of my century

Eventually I’ma show you rappers just p-ssy

Cuz the crown aint safe in the hood, whats good?

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Base for Your Face Lyrics by Lil B Ft. Jean Grae & Phonte

Lil B Ft. Jean Grae & Phonte - Base for Your Face Lyrics

9TH WONDER

Lil B

Base for your face

(repeat)

This is your life from long nights

Niggers like me I bounce back it’s alright

Base for your face two times you won’t see no acting

All they do is rhyme words such typical rappers

That was .. by the struggle metro phones

Got pictures of my partners and people like me

.. the world from drugs and guns

Used to call them cocaine …

Niggers kill each other by the AK47 took the little kids …

.. talking about Gucci this is changed

Please excuse me I ran base worlds..

Base for your face (repeats)

I am a rapper .. the other rappers they … around

To rapper levels … in the 7000

Record .. are like Africa read the jungle brothers

This is for town .. lovers of music

Know B is in love with the music so leave a brother and use it

Lead the public in …you should see that puppets ain’t …

You see the numbers they are doing feeding us

The three of us last night more .. mics

This is my nigger .. tight

Pop up the boundaries of music …

The kind of combination got you …

We do what we like so .. the common section

Do this for life so what we got in common? Resurrection

We try to bring everything back everything and that includes

Remember times .. said inevitable time will fly ..

Sometimes I could have hate .. people more than ever

Living like now and ever .. I tell my niggers

Be a man of your word I’ll be faking .. watch your sleep cause

.. little change … I am moving up in the world

Getting humble as well you mother fuckers can’t tell …

Base for your face (repeat)

I am back on my shit .. back on my ..

The young lions got me kick start ..

So many say the game is contaminated ..

A short story toy story where the kids are

I am gonna stay flying .. stay trying .. jut like a day lion

Roar .. feeling like G money on my space

They haven’t come back for cocaine they came back for the base

Base for your face (repeat)

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Ready Set Go Remix Lyrics by Killer Mike aka Mike Bigga Ft. T.I. & Big Boi

Killer Mike aka Mike Bigga Ft. T.I. & Big Boi - Ready Set Go Remix Lyrics

Chorus:

Hut one, Hut two, two, ready set go

Make these niggas get right or get low!

Hut one, Hut two, two, ready set go

Make these niggas get right or get low!

Get low, get low or get right right

Holla kill kill for da nigga Big Mike Big Mike

Get low get low or get right right

Holla kill kill for da nigga Big Mike Big Mike

I know these streets bout tired of this weak shit,

Ya style been ran through a freak bitch

Da p*ssy club got ya angered with ya frequent

Ed hard hard ass nigga and ya sequence ,

might as well shop at victoria secret

Have em gift warp you some I love Pink shit

Rap due and yall niggas you link wit is a lie fool,

I used to bully dat monkey nigga in high school

Sit at da lunch table, steal and eat his damn food.

Da pretty girls, they say, Michael a damn fool

I get my work on, and get my flirt on

I say f*ck em he a p*ssy put a skirt on em

I said f*ck em he p*ssy put a skirt on em.

[Chorus:]

How is gonna get bigger with the BIG and the microphone killer

Check the river all thriller, no billa ... but the snicker why you’re thinkin’

.. that mean she think at billy .. bang when you hear a drop ..

Drop these things like a saver to ..a tiger ..and I’ma keep ...

They go they ... it need a little shiny .. on you suckers like I ..do

Beauty ..weapon , you say how dare you, I can’t stand you,

You make the game soft like a .., I’m blowing this .. like a hurricane

...family ..great hustle, we were ranking.

[Chorus:]

I’m da prada, of da age of narcotta,

Da kings on dope like da pill you swallow.

Down by law I lead dont follow.

Grind time, grand hustilin for gualla.

I remain in the game to break lames off,

Some of them sensitive and some too soft.

Da hood been forced to fuck wit you all by default.

But now da truth here da bullshit cuts off.

This is real homie, no fake, no filler, 100 percent grade A killer.

Somethin’ like da bitch that I keep in Villa Rica,

But I’m a be quiet causethey might Mike Vick ya,

Might catch Mike with a light Mike Vicka.

Some purple kush that'll get me high like a missle.

Smokin’one deep cause I don’t fuck wit cha,

Sincerely from da hustle and grind time official.

Let’s go let’s go!

Grand hustle1

Money on our mind and we ain’t goin down sucka.

And Grind time, Hut two and Grand Hustle,

Send em here, got em here look at da king bankhead sucka!

Chorus:

Hut one, Hut two, two, ready set go

Make these niggas get right or get low!

Hut one, Hut two, two, ready set go

Make these niggas get right or get low!

Get low, get low or get right right

Holla kill kill for da nigga Big Mike Big Mike

Get low get low or get right right

Holla kill kill for da nigga Big Mike Big Mike

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