Tracks Similar To Make It Boom
Can't Handle This
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Baltimore Club, EDM, Footwork, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Jersey Club, Juke, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
B-boy, B-girl, Bold, Breakbeat, Breakdancing, Chicago, Dance Competition, Electronic, Energetic, Frantic, Ghetto Tech, Gritty, Party, Raucous, Raw, Restless, Rowdy, Stutter Edits
Instruments:
Electronic Drums, Electronic Percussion
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
160
Key:
N/A
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Can't Handle This
Can't Handle This
Hit you over the head (stutter sequence)
Can't handle this (stutter sequence)
Roll With It
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Baltimore Club, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Jersey Club, Male Vocal, NOLA Bounce, New Orleans Bounce, Old School Rap, Rap
Keywords:
B-boy, B-girl, Bold, Booty, Bravado, Breakbeat, Breakdancing, Crunk, Dance Competition, Dirty, Dirty South, Energetic, Gritty, Hyphy, Party, Raucous, Raw, Retro Feel, Rowdy, Stutter Edits, Throwback Sound, Twerk
Instruments:
Drums, Horns, Scratches
BPM:
105
Key:
N/A
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Roll With It
Roll With It
watch out, watch out, watch out
watch out, watch out, watch out
watch out, watch out, watch out
watch out, (stutter) watch out
roll with it, left to right
let me see you roll with it, left to right
c'mon roll with it, left to right
let me see you roll with it, left to right
shake it all day, shake it all night
shake it to the left and shake it to the right
shake it all day, shake it all night
shake it to the left and shake it to the right
break it down (stutter sequence)
break it down, girl, break it down
break it down, girl, break it down
break it down, girl, break it down
break it down, girl, break it down
break it down (stutter sequence)
set it off, set it off, set it off
set it off, finna light the fuse
set it off, set it off, set it off
set it off, finna light the fuse
watch out now, y'all been warned
work that twerk popping like popcorn
watch out now, y'all been warned
work that twerk popping like popcorn
work that twerk (stutter sequence)
roll with it, left to right
let me see you roll with it, left to right
c'mon roll with it, left to right
let me see you roll with it, left to right
shake it all day, shake it all night
shake it to the left and shake it to the right
shake it all day, shake it all night
shake it to the left and shake it to the right
roll with it(stutter sequence)
Bottle Champagne
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Baltimore Club, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Jersey Club, Male Vocal, NOLA Bounce, New Orleans Bounce, Old School Rap, Rap
Keywords:
B-boy, B-girl, Bold, Booty, Bravado, Breakbeat, Breakdancing, Crunk, Dance Competition, Dirty, Dirty South, Energetic, Gritty, Hyphy, Party, Raucous, Raw, Retro Feel, Rowdy, Stutter Edits, Throwback Sound, Twerk
Instruments:
Drums, Horns, Scratches
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
102
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bottle Champagne
Bottle Champagne
start it right now, start it right now
start it right now, start it right now
start it right now, start it right now
start it right now, start it right now
Let's Go (stutter sequence)
shake your body like a bottle of champagne
shake your body like a bottle of champagne
shake your body like a bottle of champagne
shake your body like a bottle of champagne
let it pop, let it pop, make a splash
let it pop, let it pop, make a splash
let it pop, let it pop, make a splash
let it pop, let it pop, make a splash
Let's Go (stutter sequence)
jump and bounce and rock to it
jump and bounce and rock to it
jump and bounce and rock to it
jump and bounce and rock to it
rock to it (stutter sequence)
let it all hang out, let it all hang out
whip it out, whip it out, whip it out, whip it out
let it all hang out, let it all hang out
whip it out, whip it out, whip it out, whip it out
let it all hang out, let it all hang out
whip it out, whip it out, whip it out, whip it out
let it all hang out, let it all hang out
whip it out, whip it out, whip it out, whip it out
whip it (stutter sequence)
shake, shake your body like a bottle of champagne
shake, shake your body like a bottle of champagne
shake, shake your body like a bottle of champagne
shake, shake your body like a bottle of champagne
"shake it like a bottle champagne" stutter sequence
Wiggle And Drop It
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Baltimore Club, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Jersey Club, Male Vocal, NOLA Bounce, New Orleans Bounce, Old School Rap, Rap
Keywords:
B-boy, B-girl, Bold, Booming, Booty, Bravado, Breakbeat, Breakdancing, Cool, Crunk, Dance, Dance Competition, Dirty South, Gritty, Hyphy, Money, Party, Raucous, Raw, Rowdy, Stutter Edits, Swagger, Throwback Sound, Twerk
Instruments:
DJ Scratches, Drums, Horn Stabs, Turntables
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
100
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Wiggle And Drop It
wiggle it, let it drop, let it drop
c'mon wiggle it, let it drop, let it drop
wiggle it, let it drop, let it drop
c'mon wiggle it, let it drop, let it drop
let it drop (vocal stutter)
wiggle it, let it drop, drop it down (vocal stutter)
wiggle it, wiggle it
let it drop down
wiggle it, wiggle it
let it drop
wiggle it, wiggle it
let it drop down
wiggle it, wiggle it
let it drop
Chorus
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
come and get it, come and get it,
come and come and get it get it
Verse 2
take it to the top, let it roll, let it roll down
take it to the top, let it roll, let it roll down
take it to the top, put it up, let it roll down
take it to the top, gotta show'em how it go down
let it roll down (vocal stutter)
take it to the top, shake it down on the pole
take it to the top, shake it down on the pole
take it to the top, shake it down on the pole
down on the pole, down down on the pole
down on the pole (vocal stutter)
Chorus
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
come and get it, come and get it,
come and come and get it get it
Verse 3
put the arch in your back, baby don't hold back
put the arch in your back, baby don 't hold back
put the arch in your back, baby don't hold back
put the arch in your back, baby don't hold back
gottem saying what's that, it's the big booty clap
gottem saying what's that, it's the big booty clap
gottem saying what's that, it's the big booty clap
big booty, big booty, big booty clap
it's the big, the big, the big, big booty clap
it's the big, the big, the big, big booty clap
it's the big, the big, the big, big booty clap
it's the big booty clap (vocal stutter)
smack it up, smack it up, smack it up, smack it up
if you got that big booty smack it up
back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up,
if you got that big booty back it up
Chorus
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
come and get it, come and get it,
come and come and get it get it
Outro
let it roll down (vocal stutter)
wiggle it, let it drop, drop it down (vocal stutter)
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
wiggle and you drop it and you wiggle and you drop it
come and get it, come and get it,
come and come and get it get it
Work It
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, NOLA Bounce, New Orleans Bounce, Old School Rap
Keywords:
B-boy, B-girl, Bold, Bravado, Breakbeat, Breakdancing, Cool, Crunk, Hyphy, Money, Party, Stutter Edits, Swagger, Throwback Sound, Twerk
Instruments:
DJ Scratches, Drums, Turntables
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
102
Key:
N/A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Work It
WORK IT
CHORUS 1 (2X)
work it like you wanna hurt it,
work it like you wanna hurt it, oh
work it like you wanna hurt it,
work it, let's go, let's go
CHORUS 2
bring it down to the floor
down, down to the floor
down to the floor
down, down to the floor,
bring it down to the floor
down, down to the floor
whoa, whoa, whoa whoa
CHORUS 3 (2X)
show me what you got, what you got, huh
come and show me what you what you got, ladies
show me what you got, what you got, huh
come and show me what you what you got, get crazy
CHORUS 4 (2X)
back to the front, bring it back to the front
back to the front, bring it back to the front
back to the front, bring it back to the front
tell me what you want, tell me tell me what you want
CHORUS 1 (2X)
work it like you wanna hurt it,
work it like you wanna hurt it, oh
work it like you wanna hurt it,
work it, let's go, let's go
Gimme Dat Money
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, NOLA Bounce, New Orleans Bounce, Old School Rap
Keywords:
B-boy, B-girl, Bold, Bravado, Breakbeat, Breakdancing, Cool, Crunk, Hyphy, Money, Party, Stutter Edits, Swagger, Throwback Sound, Twerk
Instruments:
DJ Scratches, Drums, Turntables
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
102
Key:
N/A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Gimme Dat Money
GIMME DAT MONEY
CHORUS 1 (2X)
Don't you ever come short with the money
Don't you ever come short with the bread
Don't you ever come short with the money
Don't you ever come short with the bread
CHORUS 2 (2X)
Ya better work it out, work it out, work it out
Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out
CHORUS 3 (2X)
Hold it back, we ain't never hold it back
Hold it back, we ain't never hold it back
Hold it back, we ain't never hold it back
Hold it back, we ain't never hold it back
CHORUS 4
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it go, let it go, let it go
CHORUS 5
Roll it back
Put the money upfront
Roll it back
Put the money upfront
Roll it back
Put the money upfront
Roll it back
Put the money upfront
CHORUS 6
The ten and the twenty and the fifty dollar bills
The ten and the twenty and the fifty dollar bills
The ten and the twenty and the fifty dollar bills
The ten and the twenty and the fifty dollar bills
CHORUS 7
Got a lotta bills, ten dollar bills,
Twenty dollar bills and the fifty dollars
Got a lotta bills, ten dollar bills,
Twenty dollar bills and the fifty dollars
CHORUS 8
Hundred dollar bills in a big fat stack
Hundred dollar bills in a big fat stack
Hundred dollar bills in a big fat stack
Hundred dollar bills in a big fat stack
Stompin' Thru
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Underground Rap
Keywords:
Attitude, Boisterous, Bold, Boom Box, Braggadocious, Bravado, Cocky, Confident, Cool, East Coast, Edgy, Energetic, Golden Age, Good Times, Groovy, Old School, Party, Playful, Raw, Retro, Rowdy, Sexual, Street, Swagger, Throwback
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Horns, Piano, Scratches
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
95
Key:
N/A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Stompin' Thru
VERSE 1
Fee fie foe fum, stomping through the slums
Here I come, here I come, grabbing up your crumbs
Diggin' in your pockets, bread in your baskets
I gotta have it, getting mines is a habit
Running up in your space, spitting in your face like mace
I got the flavour, they want a taste
I don't give a what what what
Try to step up and get buck buck buck
Press your luck, run up try to take what I got
I got burners that stay hot
I guarantee, I got what you need
Ain't nothing free, I got mouths to feed
That's me, myself and I, the trinity
Raw and uncut, that's how I really be
Straight up and down, what you see is what you get
You can bet that's a promise and a threat
CHORUS
We stompin' through, coming for you
And you, and you, and you, and you
(4X)
BRIDGE
(Indeterminable Lyrics)
VERSE 2
Chop up and roll up the cabbage, puff it and
Pass it, under pressure, blow a gasket
Steaming, while I'm schemin' the next plot
Locking down the whole block make it burning hot
Rush the spot, the whole squad hungry
We going out for the stash, run the jewels and money
Ain't nothing funny, my fingerprint's grungy
And crazy, might even bungee jump with a bungee
And still bounce back, give you a smack
Reload and clack, clack, clack, lay you flat
Straight up and down, what you see is what you get
You can bet that's a promise and a threat
CHORUS
Shake That Booty
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Comedy, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Miami Bass, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Alcohol, Bedroom, Bold, Booty, Bravado, Comedy, Crude, Dance Floor, Desire, Dirty, Florida, Frat, Freewheeling, Funny, Girls, Hot, Loose, Miami, Nasty, Party, Porn, Posse, Raucous, Raunchy, Rowdy, Rude, Sexual, Southern, Strip Club, Twerk, Vulgar, Wild
Instruments:
Drums, Guitar, Synths
BPM:
132
Key:
A♯m/B♭m
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Shake That Booty
Shake it up, got me excited
back it up, I wanna bite it
rub it down, I can't fight it
smack it around, I know you like it
Gve me a chance, let me hit it
long stroke get down to bidness
bring your friends, they can witness
let's rock right now, I know you with it
Ya best not front cuz I got the dough
throw 10's and 20's at the pole
I need 5 booties, in a row
and I don't throw money til you bounce it low
Shake, that booty, booty,
shake, that booty, girl
shake, that booty, booty,
shake, that booty, girl
If you want the booty get your money get your money up
if you want the booty get your money get your money up
if you want the booty get your money get your money up
if you want the booty get your money up
I feel lucky like a four leaf clover
every time I see you bend over
we could have fun, you got me sprung
wanna put my lollipop on your tongue
If you got a booty, let's see you move it
if you a freak, you gots to prove it
y'already know that I'm a freak
y'all can jump on my physique
No not one, need 2 or 3
a little menage ain't new to me
look at my zipper I'm hot for you
now tell me what I gots to do
Bubble Butt
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Comedy, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Miami Bass, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Alcohol, Bedroom, Bold, Booty, Bravado, Comedy, Crude, Dance Floor, Desire, Dirty, Florida, Frat, Freewheeling, Funny, Girls, Hot, Loose, Miami, Nasty, Party, Porn, Posse, Raucous, Raunchy, Rowdy, Rude, Sexual, Southern, Strip Club, Twerk, Vulgar, Wild
Instruments:
Drums, Guitar, Synths
BPM:
129
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bubble Butt
You got that bubble butt
You bustin' out your dress
let me be your necklace
diving down your breasts
mtorboating I'm breathless
drive me crazy the way you pump it
junk in the trunk lemme see you dump it
back it up, that's a wide load
see your booty from the front, oh my god
hide the bone that's doggy style
get busy in a bronco, buck wild
I don't flirt, I grab that skirt
smack that booty then I go to work
You got that bubble butt, that bubble butt, yeah that's what's up
bubble butt, that bubble butt, can't get enough of that
bubble butt, that bubble butt, that's wha'ts up
bubble butt, that bubble butt, can't get enough
Pop, that bubble butt, pop, pop, that bubble butt
pop, that bubble butt, pop, pop, that bubble butt
pop, that bubble butt, pop, pop, that bubble butt
pop, that bubble butt, pop, pop, that bubble butt
"pop that bubble butt" (DJ Scratch)
You so hot, you make chocolate melt
rub that booty on my belt
nah, I ain't too proud to be beg
please oh please lemme stretch your legs
cock it up, then slide up in it
ya gots to say my name, when I hit it
from the back and from the side
grab your hips we're gonna slip and slide
slow stroke but I'll lose control
if see that cinammon roll
I don't flirt, I grab that skirt
smack that booty then I go to work
Pull Your Panties
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Comedy, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Miami Bass, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Bedroom, Bold, Bravado, Comedy, Dirty, Funny, Miami, Nasty, Party, Porn, Posse, Raucous, Rowdy, Rude, Sexual, Strip Club, Vulgar
Instruments:
Electric Guitar, Electronic Drums, Scratches
BPM:
120
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Pull Your Panties
CHORUS:
Pull your panties to the side
Panties to the side
Pull your panties to the side
Saddle up we bout to ride
You don't know what I got in store
Lights are out I hit it raw
I know that booty like a road map
Like the back of my hand when I give it a slap
I love it when it jiggle like Jell-O
Stick my spoon in, your face in the pillow
Gotta say hello, girls say hi
I'm that type of guy to rub on your thigh
Your booty off the hook like a dial tone
Then we get gone, maybe take you home
I want sex not making love
If you know how to work it I can break you off
On the kitchen sink, then on the sofa
You've heard from your friends I'm a long stroker
CHORUS
Pull it, pull it, pull it
Pull it to the side
Girl you know that I'm all that
So come here grind on my lap
Write your number on the bra strap
When the booty call you better call back
I won't beg I won't say please
Either spread those legs or get on your knees
In no time you'll be in ecstasy
You'll even get wet standing next to me
You can bet that when it comes to sex
Better get a grip, slippery when wet
Show me how horny, you can get
And I might break you off, but won't break a sweat
I'm the real deal yes the real McCcoy
I'll get you off you don't need a toy
I make the bed bounce, squeaky noise
When I get in it like a hemorrhoid
Sucker Punch
Artist(s): Cat Among The Crows
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Writer(s):
Tracy Horenbein (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Hardcore Punk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Aggressive, Attitude, Bar Fight, Boxing, Brawl, Car, Crazy, Distortion, Driving, Edgy, Energetic, Explicit Lyrics, Fast, Fight, Garage, Gritty, Hell, Highway, Intense, Lo Fi, Lo-Fi, Loud, Mosh Pit, Motorcycle, Party, Punk, Raucous, Raw, Rowdy, Skate Park, Snotty, Speed, Trashy, Unruly
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar
BPM:
166
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Sucker Punch
Runnin' your mouth, you just don't stop
Talkin' s*** you haven't got
Don't hesitate to use my fist
I wanna stay cool, but I'm just too pissed
Run your mouth
Sucker punch is gonna knock you out
Run your mouth
Sucker punch is gonna knock you out
Take It Higher
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
1990s, Dance, Dance Pop, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Adrenaline, B-boy, B-girl, Braggadocious, Bravado, Breakdancing, Cool, Dance Club, Dance Party, Driving Beat, Empowerment, Energetic, Excitement, Funky, Groovy, Hard Working, Hyped Up, Independent, Moving Forward, Overcoming Obstacles, Positive Attitude, Promo, Pumped Up, Quirky, Retro Feel, Rowdy, Swagger, Taking Chances, Taking Control, Throwback Sound
Instruments:
Agogo Bells, DJ Scratches, Drums, Electric Bass, Electric Guitar, Saxophone, Shaker, Trumpet, Vibraslap, Whistle
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
120
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Take It Higher
TAKE IT HIGHER
VERSE 1
Get down, down to business
Dig it, but never ditches
Come get with this, and bear witness
Bite more than you can chew, no limits
Gonna make you move, nothing to lose
Nothing to prove,
Just be enthused, lose yourself
Put the hesitation on the shelf
CHORUS
Let's take it higher, baby
Let's take it higher, baby
Let's take it higher, baby
Let's take it higher, baby
VERSE 2
In a daze, in a maze
On your own path there ain't no race
'Cause I'm, on a wave, go with the flow
Break a leg, getting on with the show
Cuz it don't stop, ain't finished yet
It's getting so hot, ain't breaking a sweat
It's the underdog, I'll take that bet
'Cause I hit them with something they'll never forget
CHORUS
VERSE 3
I don't need to say nothing too bragadocious
See the way I walk, that tell'em who the most is
If you didn't know this, rhythm hypnosis
Put a curve in your back like scoliosis
Lover not a fighter when I strike them poses,
Notice when I let it bubble like sodas,
Let's go, take it to the top
It goes pop, right when the beat drop
CHORUS
Go, Go, Go
Artist(s): Paul Otten
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Writer(s):
Paul C. Otten (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Blues Rock, Garage Rock, Indie Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bold, Burning Out, Ceaseless, Determination, Determined, Driving, Energetic, Fierce, Frenetic, Gritty, Heavy, Never Stopping, Power, Raucous, Raw, Relentless, Restless, Retro, Tireless
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Hand Claps, Percussion
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
110
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Go, Go, Go
GO, GO, GO
VERSE 1
No rest for the wicked
When time is ticking
Gotta chase the dream
And you won't slow down
Can't slow down
Gotta stay ahead of the pack
Gotta run with all the rats
And make that hay before the sun goes out
The sun goes out
CHORUS
You go
You go, go, go
You go, go, go
You go, go, go
But where you going to
POST-CHORUS:
Like a chicken with it's head cut off (hey)
You're running round in a circle lost (hey)
You better learn how to turn it off (hey)
Cuz you're burning out (hey)
You're burning out (hey)
VERSE 2
To the top you're racing
Can't be complacent
But no, you'll never be satisfied
Satisfied
Cuz the wheel keeps turning
Both ends are burning
But one day you'll wake up
And be out of time
Out of time
CHORUS
POST-CHORUS
CHORUS
Come Get It
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Action, Aggressive, Alley, Boisterous, City, Cocky, Confident, Crime, Dangerous, Drugs, Fight, Gang, Gritty, Hype, Intimidating, Loud, Mean, Mischief, New York City, Party, Power, Raw, Rough, Rowdy, Rucker Park, Ruckus, Sports, Street, Taunting, Tough, Wild
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Saxophone
BPM:
107
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Come Get It
Back it up, back it up, punk get off me
Or get dunked like a donut in coffee
But I ain't a pig, I peel your wig back
Puffin on a blunt, crack open a six pack
Swig it, I get it how I live it
And that's large, the one in charge
I spit it, like an AK spray
Wet up your whole crew, make my day, punk
Pop junk, get popped in the teeth
This ain't a BBQ, you don't want no beef
I'll give it to you raw, homeboy, just hollar
If you wanna get some, I'll break you off proper
CHORUS:
Break'em off, break'em off,
Break'em off, break'em off some
Break'em off, break'em off,
Break'em off, break'em off some
You can come get it,
You can come get it,
You can come get it,
If you want some, you can come get it
Try to step to me and you're gonna get dropped
I got a left and a right that goes pop, pop, pop
Down for the count, another round of shots
Bottoms up, grab the mic and wreck shop
Leaving wack crews, dazed and confused
What you gonna do when this menace come for you
got nothing on the southpaw style
flip you like a waffle, wake up horizontal
I'll leave a sucker empty, boy don't tempt me
my fists are heavy, you ain't ready
serving beat downs, with the body rocker
so if you want some, I'll break you off proper
Get Right
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1970s, 1980s, Funk, Go Go, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Attitude, Bold, Chant, Confident, Crowd, Dance, East Coast, Explosive, Flow, Fun, Ghetto Blaster, Graffiti, House Party, Jam, MC, Old School, Party, Playful, Raucous, Retro, Rowdy, Streets, Style, Swagger, Throwback, Washington DC
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums
BPM:
98
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Get Right
Here we go now, say what
Here we go now, say what
Here we go now, say what
Here we go, here we go now, say what
Don't be afraid
Go 'head misbehave
Let it all hang out
So whatcha got to say
Stand back, I'm bout to do my thang (repeat x4)
Stand back, you ready for this
Stand back, you ready for this
Stand back, you ready for this
Stand back, you ain't ready for this
Stand back, you ready for this
Stand back, you ready for this
Stand back, you ready for this
Nah, you ain't ready for this
To the left to the left, hey
To the right to the right, hey
To the left to the left, hey
We gon' do this all night
(repeat)
We gon' switch it up now
And we do it like, ha!
We gone get right, we gone get it c'mon
We gone get right, we gone get it c'mon
We gone get right, we gone get it c'mon
We gone get it c'mon, we gone get it c'mon
(repeat)
Last Man Standing
Artist(s): Wordsauce
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Writer(s):
Eric Santana Mattson (ASCAP) 14% / Kevin Michael Strong (ASCAP) 14% / Richard Joseph Loughman (ASCAP) 14% / Robert Samuel Franklin (ASCAP) 14% / Shawn David Warnke (ASCAP) 14% / Wesley Fidencio Price (ASCAP) 15% / William Henry Gerhardt (ASCAP) 15%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Funk, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Amazement, Bold, Confident, Cool, Danceable, Driving Beat, Empowerment, Energetic, Exciting, Feel Good, Feeling Great, Flaunting, Fun, Funky, Groovy, High Energy, Independent, Jamming, Late Night, Letting Loose, Party Time, Relationship, Strutting, Swagger, Throwback Feel, Upbeat, Vibrant
Instruments:
Baritone Saxophone, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitars, Keyboard, Synth, Turntables
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
118
Key:
B/C♭
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Last Man Standing
LAST MAN STANDING
VERSE 1
Whatcha call it when she kicks like hot sauce
Pour the whole bottle on top my papas
Look her in the eye and I swear your jaw drop
Try to talk to her might find your thoughts lost
Whole lotta everything let me speak to it
She's like a melody that's got good beat to it
She takes a stroll down the block and gets the street groovin
She walks past, right away you feel your feet movin
She's like a heat wave in July
Can't bring her down the girl is too fly
When she's around she's bring a cool vibe
Fills you up like a full entree with two sides
So much style it'll rub off on ya
One dance with her might put you in a sauna
Take her on a date yeah every man wanna
Take your best shot, better luck maƱana
CHORUS
She's too damn fly and it's no question that she knows
Turning heads when she walks in, everywhere she goes
Now watch her move across the floor and see her shine
She was born just to do her thing, she damn sure do it all the time
VERSE 2
I met her out on the town, she was shinin
I was on the bar shift I was grindin
Years passed I don't know where time went
But we got a thing and it sure is vibrant
Strong mind and she use it well
Quick wit, sharp tongue, it'll give you hell
If you come incorrect, don't show respect
Better let the girl pay when she grabs the check
And she really knows how to treat her man
I can't lie cuz she cares for me like nobody else can
Bring the beat back let me get a dance
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Fly woman, step out into the night and you'd outshine the moon
Face the morning sun and be the light of day
CHORUS
Skillet
Artist(s): Wordsauce
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Writer(s):
Eric Santana Mattson (ASCAP) 14% / Kevin Michael Strong (ASCAP) 14% / Richard Joseph Loughman (ASCAP) 14% / Robert Samuel Franklin (ASCAP) 14% / Shawn David Warnke (ASCAP) 14% / Wesley Fidencio Price (ASCAP) 15% / William Henry Gerhardt (ASCAP) 15%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Funk, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Bold, Confident, Cool, Driving Beat, Encouragement, Energetic, Exciting, Feel Good, Feeling Great, Fun, Funky, Groovy, High Energy, Jamming, Late Night, Letting Loose, Party Time, Ready, Spring Break, Standing Out, Throwback Feel, Upbeat
Instruments:
Drums, Electric Bass, Electric Guitars, Keyboard, Saxophone, Turntables
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
120
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Skillet
SKILLET
VERSE 1
All you really need is a sneak peek, to realize
it really ain't worth tryna delete these beat freaks
Hey, Teacher, leave the kids alone,
but make em run a lap when you catch em on the phone
We're goin' everywhere slowly,
it only takes a hell of a lot of work from you and the homies
Hell yeah it gets lonely at times,
but solitude is the way to hone in on a rhyme
CHORUS
Move that song,
put it right there in the center of the room,
till the moon finds dawn,
Then we'll cook a little breakfast, have a glass of champagne
VERSE 2
If you're grindin' then you know in every bone in your spine,
comes a moment when you gotta grab a hold of your prime
Another when you need a rum, cola, and lime,
Now the two can be one in the same, you decide
True and tried, utilized, cruisin' through the fire, icy cold
Extra flavor in the style, got a spicy soul
Feisty glow, let the light be shown,
never shy from a fight cuz it might be gold
I aint the type to let a mic get cold,
take the time to really hike that road
When the lightning strikes close,
know you're headin' the right way
Paddle out and chill while you wait for the right wave
Hang 10 let your hair down baby,
got the kick drum smackin 'and the snare sounds crazy
Step away from this? hell nah, couldn't pay me
Goin down the list, no space for a maybe
CHORUS (2X)
VERSE 3
Hot links, eggs, and hash browns,
drop a little coffee in my whiskey yeah I'm likin' how that sounds
Dope beats in the background,
if I catch you mopin' round in my kitchen I'm finna crack down
Too live to take a nap now,
I'm tryna make a good riot out a lax crowd
Really nothin' quite like a fat sound,
now if only we could see the world through a packed house, mash out
The cat's been out the bag,
but it's tryna get up out of the house before the mouse gets trapped
If passion outcasts the doubt, outlasts the clouds,
that amounts to tadow, to bounce,
Found a funky ass fountain in my studio,
that's what I drink to stay young let the juice flow,
Doesn't take too much to really move these bones,
keep watering the roots, as a crew we grow
CHORUS (2X)
110 Percent
Artist(s): LueMega
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Writer(s):
Jessica S. Ekundare (BMI) 50% / Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1980s, 1990s, East Coast Hip Hop, Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Rap
Keywords:
Bold, Cool, Danceable, Energetic, Excited, Exciting, Feel Good, Hyped Up, Lively, Motivational, Old School, Party, Positive, Proud, Self Confidence, Street Smart, Swagger, Throwback Sound, Upbeat
Instruments:
Drums, Electric Bass, Saxophone
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
111
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
110 Percent
110 PERCENT
CHORUS 1
One Hundred and ten percent
One (Ooh you got to give it) Hundred and ten percent (3X)
One Hundred and ten percent
VERSE 1
Pay attention cause I'm gonna teach you a lesson
The subject is one that will take self-reflection
What is it that defines you
Words that describe you
Inside you
Do you have what it takes?
I'll remind you
You are original
Quite the individual
You have a vision
So you have potential
You get what you give
And you'll reap-what you abundantly sow
(Let me tell you something you should know)
Self-doubt can kill more dreams than failure
Fear will make you feel like running for shelter
Feeling weak and tired
Will leave you uninspired
Unwilling to move forward
Not wanting to aim higher
To push through it takes an unyielding mindset
Keep in mind your purpose and intent
Be relentless
Your limit is endless
When you give it one hundred and ten percent
CHORUS 1
VERSE 2
Yeah I know it's easier said than done
But you need to think about what you'd become
A winner
Achiever
A champion
Strong finisher
A front runner
Even an upsetter
It just takes one small step at a time
To get closer to the finish line
And you might run into challenges along the way
But embrace the journey you're farther than yesterday
Life has its ups and downs like a seesaw
One minute you're climbing, the next on the floor
But you gotta get up
Gotta keep going for yours
Even if there's no praise and no applause
You need to want it like you need to breathe (need to breathe)
Jump right on it like a trampoline (trampoline)
Be resilient
If you want to win it
You got to give it one hundred and ten percent
CHORUS 2
One Hundred and ten percent
One (Ooh you got to give it) Hundred and ten percent (6X)
You got to give it one hundred and ten percent
Gimmee
Artist(s): Stuart Pearson
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Writer(s):
Stuart Brian Pearson (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Alternative Rock, Garage Rock, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop Punk, Punk Rock
Keywords:
Edgy, Energetic, Fun, Funny, Mosh Pit, Party, Playful, Raucous, Raw, Rebellious, Rich Kid, Rowdy, Sarcastic, Skater, Snotty, Spoiled, Stage Diving, Teen, Upbeat, Youth
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Bass, Electric Guitar, Guitar
Year Recorded:
2016
BPM:
201
Key:
A
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Gimmee
GIMMEE
VERSE 1
Gimme gimmee gimmee gimmee gimmee a kidney
It would be great if you would.
Gimme gimmee gimmee gimmee gimmee a kidney
I'd give you one if I could.
I know it may sound kinda grim
But you can live with just one in
we'll tell kids we were siamese twins, oh yeah.
VERSE 2
Gimmee gimmee gimmee gimmee a lung
It's the best thing you've done yet.
Gimmee gimmee gimmee gimmee a lung
Think of all the girls you'll get!
They'll hug you, hold you, coo and sigh
Your bonhomie will make them cry.
You've always been a can-do guy, oh yeah.
CHORUS
Gimmee gimmee gimmee gimmee gimmee gimmee
Gimmee gimmee!
Gimmee gimmee gimmee gimmee gimmee gimmee
Gimmee gimmee!
VERSE 3
Gimmee gimmee gimmee gimmee gimmee your extras
Any parts that you don't use.
Gimmee gimmee gimmee gimmee gimmee your extras
I'm not picky, you can choose
I'm healthy now, I'm glad to say
But nature takes that all away
I'll save them for a rainy day oh yeah.
I Don't Want To Be Ordinary
Artist(s): Brian Coyne
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Writer(s):
Brian Richard Coyne (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Early Punk, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Punk Rock, Retro Rock
Keywords:
Aggressive, Attitude, Bad Kids, Black Sheep, CBGB, Distortion, Driving, Edgy, Energetic, Gritty, Grungy, Juvenile Delinquents, London Rock, Misfit, Raucous, Raw, Rebellious, Rebels, Rough Crowd, Rowdy, Throwback, Trouble Makers, Vintage Sound
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, EBow Guitar, Electric Guitar
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
143
Key:
A
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
I Don't Want To Be Ordinary
I DON'T WANT TO BE ORDINARY
CHORUS 1
I don't want to be ordinary
I'm not gonna be ordinary
I don't want to be ordinary at all
You're not gonna make me.
VERSE 1
I wanna get a tattoo on my face
I want to offend the human race
I am gonna stand out in the crowd
VERSE 2
My mommy wants me to cut my hair
My daddy says I look like I just don't care
All I wanna do is break all of their rules
PRE-CHORUS
Girls wear pink and boys wear blue
They do what they're told to do but
CHORUS 1
VERSE 3
I don't need a house with a picket fence
I don't want to hear about common sense.
I want the world to just get off my back.
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS 2
I don't want to be ordinary
I'm not gonna be ordinary
BRIDGE
(Instrumental)
VERSE 4
I don't need my GED
I don't recognize your authority
Every single one of you is a phony, mainstream, virtue-signaling capitalist pig !!!
VERSE 5
All of my friends work 9-5
They barely look like they're half alive.
What will they say when they go to their graves?
PRE-CHORUS
Girls wear pink and boys wear blue
They do what they're told to do but
CHORUS 2 (2X)
CHORUS 1
Where You Come From
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Elliot Cohen (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Underground Rap
Keywords:
Anthemic, Attitude, Bold, Bouncy, Bragging, Cocky, Coming Up, Confident, Cool, Determined, Driving, Flossing, Gritty, Overcoming, Percussive, Proud, Raw, Rising Above, Self Confidence, Self Esteem, Sports Event, Success, Swagger
Instruments:
808, Drums, Hand Claps, Percussion, Synth
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
91
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Where You Come From
WHERE YOU COME FROM
INTRO
I've been doing this now
since 1996 now
and when they see me get rich now
they gonna throw a fit now
PRE-CHORUS
Who am I?
I'm the guy with the 9 lives
flipping it and serving since before you was a small fry
Who were you?
I'm the truth
do it for the youth
kick them to the curb
cause they not sure but they assume
CHORUS
Where you come from?
They be looking at me hard like where you come from
you thinking you a star but where you come from
I don't think I know you where you come from
well I'm a keep it going till I'm all done
VERSE 1
And I never finish
when I start to hit the bottom that's when I replenish
I regenerate my DNA I'm like a starfish
call me Marcus
single shot between the oculars a marksman
right on target in the dark beg your pardon
I'm so starving that I shut down the market
my steel's sharpened like a samurai incarnate
bow to my blade then I slay through your garments
I'm ready to explode
I don't think they know
give it all I got and then I give a little more
I'm a have to show them it's time to step their flow up
they think that I just showed up
but I'm ready to blow up
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
VERSE 2
And I never stop
I'm a keep reaching and reaching til I reached the top
I'm the cream of the crop
the beam before the shot
I'm the schemer of the plot
I'm the key inside the lock
the leader of the flock
the teacher of the art call me Shihan
one thing we agree on is I'm not one to sleep on
I defeat all speech deeper the recall's coming
the meat thawed and everyone can see y'all
This the exposition call me the inquisitor
they think that I'm a visitor
but I been doing this before
and since I must have missed it more
I'm kicking down this prison door
and give them what they wishing for
I'm sick of being this ignored
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
You Can't Stop This
Artist(s): WEARETHEGOOD
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Writer(s):
Sage Elias Rodrigo (BMI) 50% / Wesley Eugene Smith Jr. (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Sports, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Basketball, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Dark, Dope, Druggy, Edgy, Game, Gritty, Hypnotic, Mean, Party, Power, Streets, Strip Club, Stripper Pole, Swagger, Taunting, Thug, Tough, Trippy, Triumphant, Winning
Instruments:
Drums, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
160
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You Can't Stop This
CHORUS
How you gon stop this?
Took up the notches
Big boss cockpit
I'm on your watch list
How you gon stop this? (I can't stop) (3X)
You cannot stop this? (I can't stop)
VERSE 1
I move right you left
Classic like a NES
Big boss moves with the steps
I don't even catch my breath
Class been started you late
Made it from the bottom thats fate
Had to push it up no weight
Did that there in one take
Going all the way no breaks
Big biz no MBA
Bout to make a big wave no lakes
I'm a superhero no cape
My diamonds is flawless
My flow so appealing
I'm balling no Spaulding
I'm working my calling
I gotta go all in
I never be stalling
Move too fast man
CHORUS
VERSE 2
I don't ever stop I run for it
Coming against us you done for it
Got a championship need 1 more
Give the people what they come for
My whole team got big names
Every game we play a big game
Swish swish swish my wrist game
Move too quick like quicksand
CHORUS
The Realest
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Midwest Rap, Rap, Underground Rap
Keywords:
Attitude, Bouncy, Bragging, Bravado, City, Cocky, Confident, Drinking, Druggy, Edgy, Explicit Lyrics, Flossing, Gangsta, Gangster, Gritty, Hood, Intoxicated, Laid Back, Minimalist, Money, Party, Partying, Raw, Street Smart, Streets, Swagger, Thug
Instruments:
Drums, Percussion, Synth Bass
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
80
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The Realest
THE REALEST (CLEAN)
CHORUS
He the realest
The illest no disputing
He the realest
Got genius runnin thru his double helix
Always give 100 so you feel this
Cuz he the realest
VERSE 1
He the realest
And by he I mean me
I make music that comes through your TV or MP3
My CD is so sick that they call the CDC
Now they quarantined me in my homie SUV
I'm a f***** SOB
P L O T constantly
My melody rock to sleep
Intelligent as I b (be)
I C (see), supplying the ID
IE, for example I'd F your GF put it UP on IG
Been kickin since 83 I'm a OG
All these newbies stealin flows kinda owe me
They on so much codeine, the probably gonna OD
While I sit alone sippin a 4 0 of OE
I kill the lights O F F
Gonna hold the M I C till there's no one left
F L O S S
The best, no BS
Best G O H O M E and spell check
CHORUS
VERSE 2
I'm the realest, the B O S S
I call all O F the S H O T S
Take a trip down to OBX
Then hit the H20 hopin she be DTF
EZ, if she not, she could be my BFF
Drink some E&J and see what it leads to next
She said LOL, I said SMH
Took a jet to MIA for the 2nd date
Never been a second late
Ballin like the NBA
I make all my CPA's sign a NDA so they never say
Got you under watch like I'm the NSA
And esse, better watch your B A C K 'for I spray like MGK
Everybody in the G A M E selling out
Guess that's why I had to F U C K I N spell it out
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I'm the R E A L, yeah the realest
I'm the R E A L, yeah the realest
I'm the R E A L, yeah the realest
I'm the R E A L, who the realest
Put your hands up real high, if you the realest
Put your hands up real high, if you the realest
Put your hands up real high, if you the realest
Put your hands up, Put your hands up
CHORUS
---------------------------------------------
THE REALEST (EXPLICIT)
CHORUS
He the realest
The illest no disputing
He the realest
Got genius runnin thru his double helix
Always give 100 so you feel this
Cuz he the realest
VERSE 1
He the realest
And by he I mean me
I make music that comes through your TV or MP3
My CD is so sick that they call the CDC
Now they quarantined me in my homie SUV
I'm a fuckin SOB
P L O T constantly
My melody rock to sleep
Intelligent as I b (be)
I C (see), supplying the ID
IE, for example I'd F your GF put it UP on IG
Been kickin since 83 I'm a OG
All these newbies stealin flows kinda owe me
They on so much codine, the probably gonna OD
While I sit alone sippin a 4 0 of OE
I kill the lights O F F
Gonna hold the M I C till there's no one left
F L O S S
The best, no BS
Best G O H O M E and spell check
CHORUS
VERSE 2
I'm the realest, the B O S S
I call all O F the S H O T S
Take a trip down to OBX
Then hit the H20 hopin she be DTF
EZ, if she not, she could be my BFF
Drink some E&J and see what it leads to next
She said LOL, I said SMH
Took a jet to MIA for the 2nd date
Never been a second late
Ballin like the NBA
I make all my CPA's sign a NDA so they never say
Got you under watch like I'm the NSA
And esse, better watch your B A C K 'for I spray like MGK
Everybody in the G A M E selling out
Guess that's why I had to F U C K I N spell it out
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I'm the R E A L, yeah the realest
I'm the R E A L, yeah the realest
I'm the R E A L, yeah the realest
I'm the R E A L, who the realest
Put your hands up real high, if you the realest
Put your hands up real high, if you the realest
Put your hands up real high, if you the realest
Put your hands up, Put your hands up
CHORUS
Party Song
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Midwest Rap, Rap, Underground Rap
Keywords:
Attitude, Booty Shaking, Bouncy, Bragging, Carefree, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Cool, Dance, Drinking, Flossing, Going Out, Gritty, Intoxicated, Minimalist, Money, Party, Raw, Swagger, Turning Up, Twerk
Instruments:
808, Drums, Percussion
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
111
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Party Song
PARTY SONG
CHORUS
This the party song
everybody in the spotty gonna get along
all my problems are behind me man they long gone
grab a drink and put it up cause everyone belong
this the party song
(2x)
VERSE 1
Party in the hills man I gotta go
set it up and knock it down like it's dominos
all the girls looking fly when it's time to show off
new rides in the driveway time to go off
on the Mic got the kind of flow
show em what I do best when I rock a show
tick tock till the bomb go off I explode
over flow High got a view of the sky like a telescope
and she looking like a star
She ain't in the back no she want to drive the car
stick shift to the next gear phone going off
you aint gonna get a text here gotta know you rockin wit the best here
That's why I had to switch it up cup is getting low then it's time to fill it up
If you got a light then it's time to burn it up
the party just begun so you gotta turn it up
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Aint nobody hotter than this
if you got a tolerance we gon put it to the test
take a shot if you got pop a bottle of Crys
fill the glass to the top you aint gotta resist
Ice shinin all eyes on the wrist
But aint looking at the time blinded by the abyss
I got a limitless supply aint shy to admit
and I be throwing Money out like it don't even exist
nice when I spit no matter the jabber I battle wits
master of the banter no matter what the challenge is
I rise to the occasion show the masses what talent is
all the kids say wow how you get so talented
well I was born for this no one bringing more than this
I'm on a level much higher than any other mortal is
getting bored of this it's been going on too long
got a simply make a party song
CHORUS
BRIDGE
Night going long
you got it going on
I just want to see you shake it to my party song
You ain't gotta do nothing that feels wrong
just dance to my party song
(2x)
VERSE 3
Night endin think it's time to go
clung to my arm like she trying to roll
I said I only go till the Sun's up
she looked at me and gave me 2 thumbs up
that about sums up we had a lot of fun
said she want to come back with me be the one
told her grab her bag let's go gotta run
I guess the party's never done
Megaphone Large
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Old School, Rap
Keywords:
Action, Aggressive, Aware, Boisterous, Change, City, Cocky, Confident, Confrontational, Dangerous, Edgy, Fed Up, Fight, Gang, Gritty, Intimidating, Loud, Political, Power, Protest, Raw, Rebellious, Resistance, Riot, Rough, Rowdy, Society, Street, Taunting, Tough, Unrest, Uprising, Wild
Instruments:
Drums, Guitar, Percussion, Scratches, Trumpet
BPM:
110
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Megaphone Large
You need to put these suckas in their place man
They don't know what they doing
You really need to show them what's
Really going on out here, eh yo!
Rolling through with my posse
Just watch me, an army can't stop me
Intelligent, militant minded
Ring the alarm, strongarm behind it
Street soldiers got my back
We on the attack, cutting no slack
The squad gets bigger, coming at you like a
Pack of gorillas, heavy hitters
Rain or shine, crash your party one time
Like elephants run through your front line
Lead the charge, to bomb your whole squad
Voice of the people, megaphone large
Megaphone large
Megaphone large
Megaphone large
Megaphone large
It's time to show and prove
They better get down or lay down
You know what I'm saying, word up!
Yo, it's time to shut it down!
Black boots stomping, mask and gloves
Better duck when the shotgun pumps
Smash windows, where's your heroes
They just zeroes, never fear those
Surrounded by yellow tape
Proceed with caution, can't handle the weight
Too heavy, you ain't ready
Cut your propaganda to confetti
Can't lose, light the fuse
Won't be televised, shut down the news
Lead the charge, to bomb your whole squad
Voice of the people, megaphone large
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