Tracks Similar To Bulletproof Vest
Feenix
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative, Electro, Hip Hop, Indie, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Sports
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arena, Attitude, Basketball, Boastful, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Crime, Criminal, Crushing, Dangerous, Dark, Death, Determined, Dirty, Distorted, Driving, Edgy, Epic, Face Off, Fight, Fuzzy, Game Time, Gang, Gritty, Inspired, Intense, Killer, Mafia, Mean, Motivated, Murder, Ominous, Overcoming, Police, Power, Promo, Propulsive, Pumped Up, Rebirth, Rising, Robbery, Showdown, Sports, Stadium, Struggle, Swagger, Tough, Trailer
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
Track Styles:
Trailer
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
160
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Feenix
Rising up
straight from out the ground I am the greatest at this
have you seen the latest fact sheets
violent like the great Apache
if you want come and attack me
I'll smack you back to the past
my run is planning to last
I'm hitting targets exactly
I'm a sharpshooter
never miss when I get in the groove
never lose
you can't even walk a mile inside my shoes
I don't move
I don't budge
I don't make no lame excuse
I just tighten all the screws
light up till I blow a fuse
I'm getting ready
it's going steady
I'm headed for the end drop the confetti
I'm intent and I'm not sensing any weakness
watch me rise from out the ashes like a Phoenix
Give it up
there's nothing in my way I am unstoppable
no matter what I think I know it's possible
I'm running at a level that so optimal
that trying to go against me is just simply irresponsible
I push it much further than most
brag and I boast
trying to catch me I'm ghost
gas never let up or coast
pull up and approach
and you get smoked, choke
coughing from all of the dust
I got a passion let's call it a lust
I am the greatest that's saying enough
feel the ground shaking that's me coming up
You Better Duck Quick
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando L. Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative, Electronic, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arena, Attitude, Beast, Club, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Crunk, Crushing, Dark, Death, Determined, Dirty, Driving, Drugs, Entrance, Explicit Lyrics, Face Off, Fast, Fight, Game Time, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Killer, Mean, Murder, Ominous, Police, Promo, Propulsive, Pumped Up, Showdown, Stadium, Struggle, Swagger, Underground
Instruments:
Bass, Claps, Drums, Keyboard, Organ, SFX, Synths
BPM:
152
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
You Better Duck Quick
This that crack hit, make a dope head wanna do a back flip
I'm like Batman in this all black, to these bad b****** I'm Bruce Wayne
Like car seats we all strapped, ain't no 1 on 1's we all scrap
I'm on the 101 in my corvette, with your dream girl I never call back
Back back back back back the f*** up, for a n**** act the f*** up
Nigga never had s*** had to hustle, wanna join us have to match the muscle
Head of my time nigga too far, jazzy with the b****** like Utah
Got the rocket on me like Houston, you can get it for the low like Groupon
I spend all my time, tryna get a million baby, fuck a living make a killing baby, mob ties like I'm a Sicilian baby Woah!
I'm the only n****they f*** with, so you know I'm not to be f***** with, when that Badddddd spray you better duck quick
CHORUS:
When that Bddddd spray you better duck quick
When that Bddddd spray you better duck quick
You know I'm not to be f***** with
You know I'm not to be f***** with
You know I'm not to be f***** with
Vvs in my wrist watch, trigger finger got chicken pox, and I'm itching to let this b**** go, like top 40 you gone get popped
Kush you can smell it through the zip lock, shawty suckig d*** till her lips lock, a whole lot of cars in the front yard, got the b**** looking like a pit stop
Whoop whoop fish tailing when that cops come, fish scale yea I got some, let me know if you ever wanna comp one
If you get out of hand you get handled, I'm like bob the builder got hammers, girl can I get a handful I'm handsome, a**, p**** mouth, and some
Baking soda with the water, whip it real good
Got a young man balling damn it feel good
Count it up count it up no money machine Ima count by hand
Give my bitch a couple grand, we dropping bombs like Japan
CHORUS
Kill Em Dead
Artist(s): downNout
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 50% / Wesley Eugene Smith Jr. (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative, Electronic, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arena, Attitude, Basketball, Beast, Boastful, Club, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Crunk, Crushing, Dark, Death, Determined, Dirty, Driving, Entrance, Excited, Explicit Lyrics, Face Off, Fast, Fight, Football, Game Time, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Killer, Mean, Murder, Ominous, Police, Promo, Propulsive, Pumped Up, Rave, Showdown, Sports, Stadium, Struggle, Swagger, Underground
Instruments:
Bass, Claps, Drums, Keyboard, Organ, SFX, Synths
BPM:
150
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Kill Em Dead
You picked the wrong one to be messing with
Born in a dark hole I was left in it
No heart no soul that's definite
Leave no witnesses or evidence
And my hands just attracted to weapons kids
Bang Bang till ain't nothing left in it
Now your body ain't got no breath in it
Sending off to the morgue what's left of it
We coming no time to prepare now
Yea we coming don't be acting scared now
CHORUS:
You better run n**** run run
He wanna be a killer (run n**** run run)
Until somebody kill 'em'
Bang bang kill 'em dead
Bang bang kill 'em dead
Move slow can't be too cautious
See the line right there? Don't cross it
Hatin' n***** just make me nauseous
Chop 'em down like tree in a forest
This my city now no tourist
Putting flowers on your grave no florist
You ain't gangsta you just want the hype huh?
Watching real killers within wishing you was like one
I don't fear no man gon' try me
Face shots have you eating through an IV
And I didn't want to that was your fault
Big guns barrel long as a pole vault
Bang bang bang bang bang killer
Talk slick make your brain brain spilla
It ain't safe out here for the weak hearted
Eulogy reading dearly departed
The Takeover
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Alternative, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arena, Attitude, Basketball, Beast, Boastful, Club, Cocky, Competition, Complex, Confident, Crime, Criminal, Crushing, Dangerous, Dark, Death, Determined, Dirty, Distorted, Driving, Excited, Explicit Lyrics, Face Off, Fast, Fight, Fuzzy, Game Time, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Killer, Mafia, Mean, Murder, Ominous, Police, Power, Promo, Propulsive, Pumped Up, Robbery, Showdown, Sports, Stadium, Struggle, Swagger, Turf, Underground, War
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
152
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The Takeover
CHORUS:
It's the takeover
Everybody put they hands on the floor
The exits covered we barricading the door
And I'm not leavin' till I get what I came for
Take over the game if I'm able cause this is CaiN's War
The takeover, it's the takeover
Only God knows when the rain over
She said she thought she would look better in a Range Rover
I told her that her friend was lookin' better then the date over
Oh no, I done fucked it up again
But a couple hours later I was f***** wit her friend
Her friend knew that I was f***** up to begin with, cuz every other night I pick another chick to end with
I'm crazy, too lazy
I don't do a verse unless you pay me
I don't do a song unless you play me
And I don't fight fair so don't ever try to play me
Word play is ridiculous ain't nobody as sick as this is you wanna get twisted give a call
I got the rhythm delivery if you think you ill as me then just get on the court pick up the ball
Game over, I'm done
Don't nobody shine brighter than the sun
Never gonna die, higher I'm the Son
It's the Matrix and I'm Neo so I know that I'm the One
Clear the copies the original has won
The time to question everything's begun
And if you fakin' I'll dismantle you for fun
And watch you little chickens start to run
You been lied to ain't no better way to say it
Then if I got a plane and had to spray it
The sky died and the clouds are turnin' grey
And the breath of Armageddon gettin' closer every day
So I'm a have to make a f*****' change in what I say
Put the pen to paper see what happens to the page
Light it all on fire let the rage fuel the flames
S*** nobody wasn't ever gonna listen anyway
CHORUS
Slow it down it's been a decade and a half
I done written and linguistically spitted to make em spaz
But now I got a cynics point of view I've gotten mad
If conscious rappers was sellin' then you woulda been the man
Well I'm sick of this it's just ridiculous
Gave it all I got n y'all still wasn't diggin' it
Maybe if I switch it and just twist it up like licorice then maybe I could flip and get up out of this predicament I wish that it was different
Wish there was more of us to go around
Feel like the last of the Mohicans in this ghost town
But now I'm sittin' and I'm thinkin' that I been found
Start a revolution when I surface from the underground
I tried to make em believers they had me feelin' like Jesus
I wasn't tryin' to preach
Just tried to show em what they could be
But if I gotta burn on the cross with all these other rappers who floss
Then maybe I ain't ready at all
And I don't think I wanna do this no more
Then I sat myself down and said the beat was sick
That I had to get up on it and just let it rip
That if I could make a difference to a couple kids it wouldn't even matter if this song even became a hit
Told myself I had a point and that I'd put it down
Then I took to the critics shoved it in they mouth
They ain't got no taste swallow with a smile
And I ask with a straight face f****** do you hear me now
CHORUS
What It Seems
Artist(s): DEZIGN8
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 50% / Terrell Burt (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Hybrid, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Sports
Keywords:
Adversity, Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, BLM, Basketball, Battle, Black Lives Matter, Bold, Boxing, Competition, Conflict, Confrontational, Defiant, Determined, Domination, Drop A Knee, Enraged, Fierce, Fighting, Football, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Motivation, Never Give Up, Odds, Overcoming, PD, Perseverance, Persistence, Police, Political, Pounding, Power, Protest, Rising, Sports, Strength, Strong, Struggle
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Strings, Synths
BPM:
82
Key:
Fm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
What It Seems
Chorus:
They can't hold me down
No matter what they throw at me
It's only shackles in this land of opportunity
I vow to overthrow all of their schemes
Third eye open, everything is not what it seems
They can't hold me down
No matter what they throw at me
Emptied the clip before I reached my dreams
Stay woke, everything is not what it seems, what it seems
Coded language
For years been able to maintain it
Expect us to be on our knees because the chains are vanquished
But if I take a knee, I'm sensing frustration
All the demonstrations in the south like my moves are calculated
Resist the system, Jim Crow no more feeling symptoms
Fearing for your life today but back then you could just whip them
Respect all leadership silences my criticism
I love my fellow man, I just wanna shake the ecosystem
CHORUS
Black man, black man
Gotta turn off body cam
Summarizing life span
Right story, I'm in a jam
Inanimate object, desk work is the price to pay
Plant the drugs on his body, he probably sell it anyway
Feeling faint, this activity holds my day to day
Land of the free home of the raised but it's been delayed
Spiritual lips, we shall overcome but I'm feeling fazed
Signed endearing sincerely in the blood of the slaves
CHORUS
I pledge allegiance to the flag
Red, white, and blue longs for me in a body bag
Wall building over bridges, disposable brown children
Immigrants aren't illegal if you were a pilgrim
Sweet land of liberty, it's bitter to the core
Marching for freedom but my feet are feeling sore
I know there's more
CHORUS
Braggadocious
Artist(s): downNout
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 50% / Wesley Eugene Smith Jr. (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Electronic, Hip Hop, Industrial, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arena, Attitude, Basketball, Beast, Boastful, Club, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Crunk, Determined, Dirty, Driving, Entrance, Excited, Face Off, Football, Game Time, Gang, Going Out, Intense, Promo, Propulsive, Pumped Up, Rave, Showdown, Sports, Stadium, Swagger, Tough
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Claps, Drums, Horns, Synths
BPM:
70
Key:
C
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Braggadocious
I just walked in looking like a million dollars
Got these haters bitter than a million olives
Lord please have mercy on all the realest
Saying 3 hail maries I'm bout to kill it
I could teach a class baby on how to raise ya swag level
A lot of zeros girl my cash on brag level
Fresh to death like i was in a coffin, dead-man
Turn the whole world upside down, handstand
These - sleepin' call me the sandman
Last inning I'm fittna knock out a grand slam
Go get the cameras baby its lights camera action
Call up the Paparazzi and tell 'em get the flashing
Roll out runway and check out all my fashion
Don't mind me I'm just braggin'
Braggadocios
Braggadocios
Braggadocios
Don't mind me I'm Braggadocios
I drive fast so I'd rather just stay in my lane
That new engine so loud you'll catch a migraine
Swag on wizard I got all of the magic with me
I could do a tricky make ya lady disappear quickly
When these young boys gon' learn?
Everyone make team not everybody get a turn
I'm going all 4 quarters baby we all in
Young Spalding that just means that I'm ballin
Eye Of The Storm
Artist(s): Exit Prose
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Writer(s):
Matthew C. Vander Boegh (ASCAP) 50% / Tim Paul Hammes (ASCAP) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Sports
Keywords:
Adversity, Aggressive, Arena, Bad Ass, Basketball, Battle, Bold, Boxing, Challenge, Competition, Confrontational, Defiant, Determined, Emotional, Epic, Fighting, Football, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Motivation, Never Give Up, Odds, Overcoming, Perseverance, Persistence, Pounding, Power, Promo, Rising, Shootout, Sports, Strength, Strong, Struggle, Swagger, Tough, Triumphant
Instruments:
808, Bass, Drums, Strings, Synths
BPM:
85
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Eye Of The Storm
VERSE 1
Another hero rises up
Out of the dawn
Hand on my hilt
Ready for em
Locked in brilliant form
Eyes full of vermillion
Ain't no fealty sworn
Except for a few
I hold with resilient born
Un-torn, unconditional
Constant affinity
Were here for jaunt
And then were gone
For infinity
I'm taking up the gauntlet
No acting timidly
They try to intimidate me
But they can't eliminate me
All they can do is hate me
But there the ones made me
Melded by the mayhem
My mind's my only sanctum
I got to find a way
For every move they play
Cuz when all the pieces fall
Its either me or they (4X)
CHORUS (2X)
Looking out
Through the eye of the storm
Through the riot and calm
Through the night and the dawn
Through the plight
And the strife
To the final beyond
Like a Viking song
VERSE 2
I stay wary
Conscious of my surroundings
Cause I know
Everywhere I go
Conflict surrounds me
It's the constant
State of affairs
But I can't be afraid
I got to embrace any fear
That I have
Got to take any trace that appears
Then turn into something
More brazen and fierce
Cuz when they start engaging
And invading my sphere
I got to be ready
To break em off
Leave em impaired
Cuz they out for blood
And their plot is
To end me
I'm defending
My honor
My name
Is an emblem
Of symbol courage
And independence
There will be no occurrence
Of any surrendering
I'm taking a stand
Making my brand
Never faking
Never breaking
Never forsaking my clan
Forever adamant
Surveying land
Holding fate in my hand (4X)
CHORUS (2X)
Bright Lights Big City
Artist(s): St. John (feat. L. Young)
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Writer(s):
Bob Mair (BMI) 45% / Nick Vincent (BMI) 45% / Richard A Trapp (BMI) 10%
Publisher(s):
Tony Vose Music (BMI) 45% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 55%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Adversity, Against the Odds, Anthem, Bold, Defiant, Determined, Driving, Emotional, Empowerment, Encouragement, Energetic, Epic, Fighting, Inspirational, Intense, Motivation, Motivational, Never Give Up, Overcoming, Overcoming Obstacles, Perseverance, Persevere, Persistence, Positive Attitude, Power, Pride, Protest, Rising, Rising Above, Strength, Strong, Struggle, Swagger, Tough, Triumphant, Unity, Uplifting, Victorious
Instruments:
Bass, Drum Loop, Drums, Electric Guitar, Guitar, Piano, SFX, Solo Drums, Strings, Synths
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
84
Key:
Em
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Bright Lights Big City
BRIGHT LIGHTS BIG CITY
INTRO
From the rooftops
To the city blocks
We livin proof
That we can't & we won't stop
Let's keep it movin
Show & prove that we already dropped
I'd like to take this opportunity
To thank the whole community
For keepin us together in the same spot
Yo in the dark night
We see the bright lights
& we can rock right
(We keep the game tight)
We represent the element that gave us true sight
CHORUS
Bright lights, big city
It's gonna lift you higher and higher
When the world has got you down
City's gonna lift you higher and higher
VERSE 1
Lights flash blast past do the math
We building up beginning squad
Illuminate the path
Hit the street feel the concrete
Underneath your feet
And we runnin like there's only seconds left
Feel the breath
Let's connect reach out mad respect
I can't believe how far we raised
From Dirty blocks & dark hallways
Opposite of tenements
We livin in the top percent
Of hustlin their dreams
Livin way above our means
Now we formulate the team
Hit em like a lazer beam
Infinite abilities
Flowin like Pheidippides
Outside of parentheses
Genius in facilities
Our options are infinity
Founded independently
The path is undertaken
By the underestimated
Can you feel it yeah we made it
To the top we elevated
We don't stop & we created
In a new stream a new team
Shine like the ever present presence
Of the spotlight
(The light beams)
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Smash perception ain't no question
You're the best of them
I hope that the rest of them
Gettin all this oxygen (its medicine)
A catalyst of power people
Comin from the underground
Many styles all the citizens
From all around the planet ascending in a way that you can never take for granted
(It's a piece of pace a past of place)
I pass the praise the pastor makes
The timing of the time it takes
To raise up all the youth
That's the proof of the positivity & true humility
Passed on these progressions
In the cyphers & the sessions
True knowledge comes from everyone
& everything surrounding
We pounding up the bricks
& in our footsteps is evidence of providence
The sky scrapes takes a little building at a time
Now you over-stand the rhyme
We can all together climb
You get yours & I get mine
Never been a better time
To come together (each of us can teach one)
Never been a better time
I think I see the sign
CHORUS
OUTRO
Keep your head raised
As your mind stays
High above the fray
When you need to get up & stay up
Just nod your head & meditate
On this verbal word play
It's like every single day
We don't stop
We rock hip hop
On every single block
Let's get together now & raise it to the top
The Fight
Artist(s): Tony Stylex
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Hybrid, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Rap, Sports
Keywords:
Adversity, Aggressive, Arena, Bad Ass, Basketball, Battle, Bold, Boxing, Competition, Confrontational, Defiant, Determined, Domination, Emotional, Empowerment, Fierce, Fighting, Football, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Mean, Motivation, Never Give Up, Odds, Overcoming, Perseverance, Persistence, Pounding, Power, Protest, Racing, Rising, Shootout, Sports, Strength, Strong, Swagger, Tough, Triumphant
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Hand Claps, Orchestra, Strings, Synths
BPM:
81
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
The Fight
I hear that crowd going wild all screaming my name
I'm a 4th quarter champion my heads in the game
Bruises up and down but I ain't gonna stop
This body goes hard pushing right to the top
The sweat's dripping down got rage in veins
Adrenaline pumping turning sparks to flames
No sidelines gonna make it count
Three, two, one this is my game now
Run hard or run home
Get scarred and break bones
Play with with heart or get owned
Never giving up, never giving up the fight
CHORUS:
Fight
The fight
The fight
Warpaint's on and we don't give up the fight
Down the wire time to make my move
Got the skills and endurance to see this thing through
This is it what we've been training for
No turning back time to even the score
Sweet revenge coming at you like a ton of bricks
100% talent, no stunts and no tricks
When this is all over and you're out of fuel
Check that slo-mo replay watch me take you to school
Unlimited
Artist(s): CaiNo (feat. Laura Cheadle)
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, R&B, Rap
Keywords:
Adversity, Anthem, Bold, Competition, Defiant, Determined, Emotional, Empowerment, Encouragement, Energetic, Epic, Fighting, Inspirational, Intense, Motivational, Never Give Up, Overcoming, Overcoming Obstacles, Perseverance, Persistence, Positive, Power, Pride, Rising, Sports, Strength, Swagger, Tough, Triumphant, Uplifting, Victorious
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Piano, Strings, Synths
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
85
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Unlimited
UNLIMITED
CHORUS
I feel unlimited
no rules unlimited
and I shine so bright that I might just light it up
I feel unlimited
no rules on limited
gonna grab this world make it mine so fire it up
VERSE 1
Fire up the engines it's about to start
bring the light when I travel to dispel the dark
our existence is hinging on if we can impart
ambition as if resistance got us what we want
we living under limits that are self imposed
then poked at by the media till it's exposed
try to stuff your emotions till you implode
well I'm here to disclose
the power you have enclosed
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Fire up the burners it's about to begin
let the fuel move your internal pistons
until the engines running with intention
you've been down this road before
check the suspension
I know it gets rocky but you're unstoppable like Rocky
you probably been through worse
like taking shots to the body
you obviously kept getting up
legs wobbly and vision foggy
but you kept coming like a zombie
straight out the ground you're taking it now
pressed against the cage ain't nobody taking you down
and through all the trials and tribulations you basically found
that it's all lies and manipulations mistakenly bound
knots tied the stipulations are created were not allowed to abound
when they try to tune us down
I can faintly hear the sound
and that's the only thing I need to keep me wanting more
just remember I'm Limitless at my core
CHORUS
Set The Stage
Artist(s): Terrell Burt
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Writer(s):
Matthew C. Vander Boegh (ASCAP) 50% / Terrell Burt (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Hybrid, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Sports, Trailer
Keywords:
Adversity, Aggressive, Arena, Bad Ass, Basketball, Battle, Bold, Boxing, Competition, Confrontational, Defiant, Determined, Emotional, Empowerment, Epic, Fighting, Football, Gang, Gritty, Intense, Motivation, Never Give Up, Odds, Overcoming, Perseverance, Persistence, Pounding, Power, Promo, Rising, Shootout, Sports, Strength, Strong, Swagger, Tough, Triumphant
Instruments:
808, Bass, Brass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Hand Claps, Stomps, Synths
BPM:
73
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Set The Stage
If I ever fold then leave me in the dirt
It's a clever mold meaning that my set path was never meant to merge
It's kinda getting worse while all of these feelings surge
Not supposed to be here but flipping packs up on the curb
But now I'm penning words, so free but time got me bound
Life is short but I hover tall, why I'm not backing down
Empty promises like track and field, it's the run around
The battle has only just begun so yeah, who can stop me now?
Who can halt the plan?
I'm different 'cause I am bound to stand
When in a jam
I will come out with the upper hand
I'm gonna rise in an instance
Sorta expeditious
Invitation to the first look, you can be a witness
Never count me out even though I will fall
You can never question if I truly gave my all
I'll set the stage for ya
I'll set the stage for ya
Let me let me let me let me
Set the stage for ya
What you doing if it isn't for the long haul?
I'm running game, you just playing 'cause you wanna stall
I'll set the stage for ya
I'll set the stage for ya
Let me let me let me let me
Set the stage for ya
When you defy the odds and free from all the sham facades
You're set apart from every single person in your squad
Perceiving frauds that's on a journey where the roads are broad
You persevere since you no longer do it for the applause
I'll fight back if you strike first
It's in my blood so it's unrehearsed
I'll still prevail even at my worst
There really no point on stopping me
League of my own like a latchkey
Plowing competition so carefree
My name going down in the books yeah, check the marquee
Who can halt the plan?
I'm different 'cause I am bound to stand
When in a jam
I will come out with the upper hand
I'm gonna rise in an instance
Sorta expeditious
Invitation to the first look, you can be a witness
Never count me out even though I will fall
You can never question if I truly gave my all
I'll set the stage for ya
I'll set the stage for ya
Let me let me let me let me
Set the stage for ya
What you doing if it isn't for the long haul?
I'm running game, you just playing 'cause you wanna stall
I'll set the stage for ya
I'll set the stage for ya
Let me let me let me let me
Set the stage for ya
Nothin' On Us
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Rock
Subcategories:
Electronic, Hard Rock, Hip Hop, Hybrid, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Arena, Attack, Attitude, Badass, Beast, Bold, Chase, Cocky, Confrontational, Criminal, Distortion, Driving, Edgy, Empowerment, Energetic, Fight, Fighting, Forward, Gang, Heist, Inspirational, Intense, Mean, Pounding, Powerful, Promo, Pulsating, Pulsing, Sports, Street, Swagger, Tough, Underground, Uprising
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Synths
BPM:
108
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Nothin' On Us
You know the name, put your face to the flames
scream with your blood on my fangs
bow down kiss the rings, get choked with a chain
my burner goes bang, the choppers go RRRRAAAHHHHH
get a noose if you wanna hang
get out of my lane, or catch a bullet like a train
mess around and you gonna be a sidewalk stain
we ain't players, we killers, oh you thought it was a game
CHORUS:
Competition we crushing
like it ain't nothing
barricades that we busting
like it ain't nothing
competition we crushing
like it ain't nothing
what you want, cuz you ain't got nothing
cuz you ain't got nothing
What you wanna say, what you wanna say
I could be a problem with no delay
Me and my co-d's we don't play
the homey's do dirt yo we don't say
we switch blades, we don't switch sides
we get paid, we don't let it slide
we stepping over if you draw the line
we take that, what's yours is mine, run it
CHORUS
Wolves of the streets, no love for sheep
pull your wool leave you lying on the street
skull and crossbones that means danger
got a itchy trigger finger for strangers
roll slow, tip toe, watch your step
get knocked a promise, not a threat
it's going down, and I ain't punking out
better get bodybags for the body count
We In The Building
Artist(s): Monk da Monsta
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 50% / Samuel Lawerence Gaymon Jr. (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 50% / Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Adrenaline, Attitude, Basketball, Bounce, Club, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Determined, Dirty, Drinking, Excited, Explicit Lyrics, Face Off, Football, Game Time, Going Out, Gutter, Match, Mean, Money, Party, Posse, Power, Pumped Up, Raw, Showdown, Sports, Squad, Strip Club, Swagger, Team, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Hand Claps, Synths
BPM:
94
Key:
Dm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
We In The Building
Caino beats, we here baby
monsta, gme, uh
its a new day
VERSE 1
All fresh bout to see what the night brings
should i hit em hard or hit em wit da light bling
whip tight, fresh shock detail
fresh black ice sent mixed with the weed smell
roof open, AC bumpng thou
i prolly do about a duece but im driving slow
i gotta make sure they see me
i talk a lot of s*** so i make them believe me
they fresh linguine, stuck like hemi
dey can take 100 shots but i got 1 that lean em
pockets stay creamy, yea you know I'm about mine
N***** think dey on, then I'm out an its drought time
un, man my whole team chewing
my squad been balling since the knicks had Ewing
I'm not you I'm poppin' bottle at the bar
you in here tryna drawl, im tryna holla at a star
CHORUS
Cuz a party ain't a party less we in da building
we in da buildin, we in da building
a party aint a party less we in da building
we in da building, we in da building
a party aint a party less we in da building
we in da building, we in da building
a party aint a party less we in da building
we in da building, we in da building
VERSE 2
Shorty bad Louis V everything
you kno me I'm just thinking bout everything
getting her name, eyeing her frame
tryna see if I'm the type she let slide in her lane, un
an if am then shorty we can ride out
take you to the hide out, an maybe we can wild out
un, an baby we don't need the lox
I ain't talking bout the lox, im talking bout the locks
we home alone, shorty leave ya phone alone
only sound I'm tryna hear is if you scream an moan
so gone I'm like life wit no bail
my eyes sharp i break it down wit no scale
un, an u can bet its on
an i bet by the time i touch town its gone
only kno is two things is what i say is tru
an when it comes to n town we make it do what it do
CHORUS
VERSE 3
Man I don't even see ya'll lames
matter fact, man i dont even kno ya'll names
I just keep on moving, while the rest stay loosing
N***** sware they balling its a damn illusion
where da drinks, where da kush, where da piff an hen
long as the DJ don't stop, I'ma get it in
yeah shorty looking good but i like her friend
even thou a n**** from the hood I'm a gentleman
Caino beats gotchu bouncing like a pogo
asking who running shit, you acting like you dont kno
GME fasho yo, shinning like soul glo
yea i gotta squad but i can ride out solo
Norristown cant nobody do it better
dis is for the ones home, an ones im reaching by letter
m monsta man the bol never slack
i got hard around the clock putting town up on the map
CHORUS
OUTRO
Shorty bouce like the cops coming
shorty bounce like the cops coming
shorty bounce like the cops coming
shorty bounce like the cops coming
pose like you drop something
pose like you drop something
pose like you drop something
One Two
Artist(s): ACwavyy
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Writer(s):
Alexander Edward Cassano (BMI) 50% / Matthew Christopher Vander Boegh (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Action, Against the Odds, Aggressive, Angry, Attitude, Ballers, Ballin', Boss, Champion, Cocky, Combat, Coming Up, Competition, Confident, Cool, Dedication, Determination, Determined, Epic, Fight Back, Fighting Enemies, Game, Hustle, Overcoming, Overcoming Adversity, Overcoming Struggle, Perseverance, Positive Attitude, Pumped Up, Rising Above, Self Confidence, Sports, Swagger, Triumphant, Upbeat, Victorious, Winning
Instruments:
808 Bass, Brass, Drums, Electric Bass, Flute, Synth, Violins
Year Recorded:
2021
BPM:
87
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
One Two
ONE TWO
INTRO
Drop it
CHORUS
On a roll Ima go til they drop me (Ima go)
The life we livin' like a program and they watching (the life we livin')
Toe to toe I don't fold for nobody (toe to toe)
My heart is frozen chasing goals we playin hockey (my heart is frozen)
One two bodies hit the ground
One two gotta get it now
One two gotta fight it til the finish
We gone always follow thru and hit like
Lightning in the ending
Hit like lightning
VERSE 1
We throwing punches in bunches
Said that I'ma give it to you know you don't want it
Everybody know I came from nothing to something
Put a little time in Money come in abundance
So ain't no frontin'
You know we got the blueprint we doing it wit a strategy
We shootin' for the moon but I root for the people after me
doing what we do ain't no losing We seen some tragedy
When we got into it they threw everything they had at me
PRE-CHORUS 1
I don't back down I stand up and fight it (2X)
Get the lighter stand on up n ignite it
So bring the fire raise it up when the night hit
You see we strikin'!
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Drop another bomb Ima problem don't even detonate
Kaboom
Me n the crew just stepped in the room
Hit whoever's left soon as they mess up n move
Losing all direction but got perfectionist views
On the road to the riches I get it I hit a bump or two
All these people keep jabbing at me I ain't know what to do
Came up they ain't laughing I'm happy and I been comfortable
Started in the back n my passion put me in front of you
PRE-CHORUS 2
One direction we ain't slowing it down
Karma catchin' up it's going around
Whoever stepping up we throwing em out
Applyin' pressure so they know what we about
CHORUS (2X)
Past The Limit
Artist(s): CaiNo
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Writer(s):
Marcus Cohen (ASCAP) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 50% / Black Toast Music (BMI) 50%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Hybrid, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Rap, Sports
Keywords:
Adversity, Anthem, Arena, Battle, Bold, Boxing, Competition, Confrontational, Defiant, Determined, Domination, Emotional, Empowerment, Encouragement, Energetic, Fighting, Gang, Inspirational, Intense, Motivation, Motivational, Never Give Up, Odds, Overcoming, Perseverance, Persistence, Positive, Pounding, Power, Protest, Racing, Rising, Shootout, Speed, Sports, Strength, Strong, Swagger, Tough, Triumphant, Uplifting, Victorious, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Brass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Strings, Synths, Timpani
BPM:
150
Key:
D♯m/E♭m
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Past The Limit
Chorus:
If you really want it
show 'em where your heart is
see if you can push it past the limit
show 'em what you're made of
if you think your game tough
let me see you push it past the limit
Push it past the limit
I push it further than the rest so they call me the champ
I'm kicking past my last breath so that makes me a vamp-
Pyre I'm on fire
With sweat and blood for survival
I'm wired not getting tired and flying straight for the final
wavy like tidal outlasting all of your idols
don't test me I might go psycho
eliminate all my rivals
swear on The Bible I'm ready to take the title the king to take his rightful place await my arrival
here's what separates the men from the boys
I'm pushing it past the limits
you're still sitting making noise
CHORUS
I never let the dust settle 'fore I start again
I'm so relentless I won't settle 'less it's for the win
fight with honor prove I'm worthy like the olden times
nevermind, show no mercy like I'm Cobra Kai enemies stand in my way best be ready to die I'm on a higher plane of vision like my 3rd eye that means I read between the lines
and I'm gone before you realize whoa
now you're frozen like you're paralyzed
tell the rest that I've arrived
CHORUS
Yea the Sun is rising
it's right over the horizon
it's all about the timing
and the drive to not stop climbing climbing
I'm never going to stop
until I reach the top
all you lesser men are probably all gonna drop cause my skill is unmatched
I ain't even scratch the surface
stand back watch me step into my purpose
CHORUS
Game Time
Artist(s): Vega Heartbreak
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Writer(s):
Orlando Lamonz Rowe (ASCAP) 100%
Publisher(s):
Burnt Toast Music (ASCAP) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Attitude, Basketball, Club, Cocky, Competition, Confident, Determined, Excited, Face Off, Football, Game Time, Going Out, Match, Pumped Up, Showdown, Sports, Swagger, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Synths
BPM:
69
Key:
E♭
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Game Time
I've been waiting all week for this
I just lost a lot of sleep for this
Women say the love my game face
You in first place of the lame race
Trophy wife I call her Goldie
Trophy look just like my gold piece
No sit ups but it's crunch time
CHORUS:
Yeah tonight you no it's Game Time
Yeah tonight you no it's Game Time
Yeah tonight you no it's Game Time
Yeah tonight you no it's Game Time
Me and my team we about to go out
Show out, no doubt
Like a tire this thing a blowout
Opponents about to get it tore out
Tell me what I have to score for
My whole team doing numbers like the scoreboard
Tell my team we about to run a play
Invest 10k to make a 100k
Crunch time I'm never catching cold feet
You looking OC I'm looking Kobe
For the 4 quarters I get no sleep
You are so weak out run you with no feet ha!
Showoff
Artist(s): Al Be
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Writer(s):
Al Newkirk Bryant (BMI) 50% / Matthew Christopher Vander Boegh (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Arena, Bad Ass, Battle, Bold, Competition, Confidence, Defiant, Determined, Epic, Fighting, Gritty, Intense, Motivation, Never Give Up, Overcoming, Perseverance, Persistence, Pounding, Power, Promo, Rising Above, Sports, Strength, Strong, Swagger, Tough
Instruments:
808, Bass, Drums, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
136
Key:
F♯m
Tempo:
Mid-Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Showoff
SHOWOFF
CHORUS (2X)
We showoff we show up
You know this you know us
They hatin' but so what
No one can hold us
We showoff we show up
We showoff we show up
We showoff we showoff
We showoff we show up
VERSE 1
Ain't playin no mo'
Came to settle the sco'
Never heard befo'
Well now you know
I had 'em like wow yeah
They were diggin' my style yeah
Don't rock with me now yeah
They seeing me smile yeah
Thinkin' back to the days
When I couldn't get a plate
All I wanted was a taste
All I felt was disgrace
But now I feel great
You can see it in my face
Now they all wanna ride
But I ain't got space
We fo sho no probablies
And we don't take apologies
Unless you saying sorry
With a pile of G's
See I got mouths to feed
It cost a pile of fees
Bless the child that got his own
That's my philosophy
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Pull up in that thang
You know ya boy gone bang
You know exactly what I'm saying
What games boy we ain't playin
I'm the one that's got it
I'm the one that's with it
I'm the one still gettin' it
I'll show yo how to get it
I come from the mud
Yet I be shinig like this
So every now and again
I must remind 'em like this
I kill the game and leave it slumped
They gone find it like this
And I'll match the alibi
Perfect timing like this
We the ones they came to see
And the ones they wish to be
Everynight is history
Never blue to rich to be (uhhhh)
Haters resent me
Presidents represent me
Come see ya don't tempt me
My tank is never empty
CHORUS (2X)
Fat Bitch Sing
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
Keywords:
Aggressive, Angry, Attack, Back Alley, Brooding, Confrontational, Crazy, Crude, Danger, Dark, Death, Doom, Dramatic, Edgy, Evil, Foreboding, Frightening, Gritty, Hostile, Intense, Mean, Menacing, Murder, Nasty, Ominous, Rough, Scary, Tension, Terror, Threatening, Trouble, Unpredictable, Vulgar, Weird, Wicked
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Vocal Samples
BPM:
94
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Fat Bitch Sing
It's the beginning of the ending, monkey wrench your engine
Mace in your face, venom in your rectum
Perverted perfection, distorted reflection
Mental infection, demonic possession
Full time felon, pitchfork in your melon
Spitting propane flame, smoking up the resin
I got a wolf pack full of goons, full moon
Eat your brains out your skull with a spoon
Final destination, relaxation
6 feet deep is your permanent vacation
Maggots in your mouth, worms in your nose
Mess with me, that's how it goes
Let the fat bitch sing it's over, it's over for you, it's over
Let the fat bitch sing it's over, it's over for you, it's over
Let the fat bitch sing it's over, it's over for you, it's over
Let the fat bitch sing it's over, it's over for you, it's over
Maggots in your mouth, worms in your nose
Mess with me, that's how it goesmaggots in your mouth, worms in your Nose
Mess with me, that's how it goes
It ain't a mask or disguise, got the devil in my eyes
Machete to your thighs gonna cut you down to size
Spill your guts, pull your insides outside
Lobotomize ya with a bunch of dull knives
Ya stuck like a spider in a drain, I love pain
Stab you in the neck, blood spraying like rain
Ya nothing but a stain, in shackles and chains
Choking from the smoke from the flesh in the flames
Ya at the end of the rope, hanging by a thread that
Snapped, fallin in a venus flytrap
Frozen, flesh and bone corrosion
Teeth and claws rip you up in slow motion
We Don't Back Down
Artist(s): Owen Chaim
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Writer(s):
Owen Chaim (SOCAN) 50% / Scott Horton (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Hybrid, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Pop, Rap, Sports
Keywords:
Adversity, Arena, Battle, Bold, Boxing, Competition, Confrontational, Defiant, Determined, Domination, Emotional, Empowerment, Encouragement, Fighting, Gang, Inspirational, Intense, Motivation, Never Give Up, Odds, Overcoming, Perseverance, Persistence, Positive, Pounding, Power, Promo, Protest, Racing, Rising, Shootout, Sports, Strength, Strong, Tough, Trailer, Triumphant, Uplifting, Winning
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Orchestra, Piano, Strings, Synths
Track Styles:
Production, Trailer
BPM:
96
Key:
Cm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
We Don't Back Down
CHORUS:
We don't back down, finger on the trigger
We don't back down, pushing back the pressure
We don't back down, ready for whatever you got
We rising up taking that top spot
Eyes on the prize, competition got the butterflies
rising up to Goliaths of any size
get bruised by the 100 yard stare, the eyes of a killer
the chill is in the air, and you're provoking gorillas
Grind time, no words, not even stones and sticks
hustle with muscle that could break bones and bricks
fire in my heart, putting competition on the ground
from the bottom now we coming for the crown
CHORUS
No hesitation, no debating or negotiation
no caving in, the bottom of our hearts that we're scraping
hunting for the next kill, forget how you feel
we ain't nipping at your heels, we hungry for the next meal
Fighting tooth and nail, no definition for quit
hitting hard, like a demolition team to your bricks
coming up from the dirt, pressing knuckles in the ground
from the bottom now we coming for the crown
Coming Back
Artist(s): Cash C. (feat. Edoe)
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Writer(s):
Brittany Michelle Stephenson (ASCAP) 50% / Charizma Shardayne Denise Upshaw (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Female Vocal, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
Aggressive, Anger, Attitude, Bad Bitch, Badass, Bold, Boss, Bravado, Confident, Confrontational, Dark, Defiant, Determined, Drive, Drugs, Edgy, Flaunting, Gangster, Guns, Late Nght, Money, Overcoming Adversity, Overcoming Obstacles, Overcoming Struggle, Power, Proud, Sex, Streets, Success, Tough
Instruments:
808 Bass, Bells, Drums, Synth
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
150
Key:
A
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Coming Back
COMING BACK (CLEAN)
INTRO
Yea yea yea, yea
They ain't know
They ain't know
CHORUS
They ain't know how I was coming
When I pulled up in a new whip
Hey, yea I got a new b***h
And I hopped out with some new drip
VERSE 1
I know these b*****s gon have a trip
They gon wanna taste this tea I'm spilling
Every step I take
They like you need to take a break
You going to fast on this tape
I know these b*****s can't relate
How I be dripping like a lake
It's crazy how n****s a turn on me
When loyalty don't cost a thing
I clearly see b*****s ain't riding for me
N****s ain't dying for me
I gotta be
In my own zone now, on my own now
F**k the police yea I'm gone now
And I been crying for weeks but nobody gave me no tissue
That's why I keep rolling up to blow away these issues
This b***h keep calling talkin 'bout I got a bad attitude
B***h get off my line go ahead and call your dude
Not tryna be rude but nobody get s**t from me
Nobody getting a dime
Nobody made up this rhyme
Man I'm done wasting time
Imma stay on my grind
Yea I'm heading for the top
Nobody stealing my spot
I got this s**t on lock lock lock
CHORUS 2
I know you got a n***a tell me something I don't know
Let me know if Imma f**k or not cause I got to go
Every time you get around your friends you think that they don't know
They can see it in your face that we be f*****g on the low
I came from nothing, I ain't have no bed sleeping on the floor
I was robbing I was selling drugs, tired of being broke
Know some b*****s wish I never met, wish I never spoke
Know some n****s wish I never met, wish I never spoke
VERSE 2
If I ever shot a n***a block I'm coming back
Turn this b***h around I'm hopping n*gga where you at
I got a nine millimeter with a thirty on my lap
Bout to make my family proud stacking pennies Kyla Pratt
Got some killers that will shot for me that's if I ask
If you run then that n***a done shot him in the back
And you know we coming black and white like sister act
Two twin glocks, one of the Cody one of the Zack
My brother he my brother I know my brother gon shot for me
Never trust a b***h cause I know what that b*tch a do to me
Right is right, wrong is wrong, only when you using me
Play me then I cut you off that what happens usually
My n***a Imma hop up in that pussy Imma dive it
Jackie Robinson you know Imma slide in it
Get rich or die trying, Imma die with it
You the main so don't worry about no side b*tches
CHORUS 2
BRIDGE
Into that new s**t
Lit like my waist
Everytime I leave she having a fit
Man I got these n****s pissed
Wishing they can flow like this
Wishing they can flow like this
Making hits after hits
To left and right Muhammad Ali in this b***h
Man it's looking tight for anybody that try to compete
Might as well step aside, yea
Y'all might as well step aside
Yeaa
CHORUS 1
______________________________________
COMING BACK (EXPLICIT)
INTRO
Yea yea yea, yea
They ain't know
They ain't know
CHORUS 1
They ain't know how I was coming
When I pulled up in a new whip
Hey, yea I got a new bitch
And I hopped out with some new drip
VERSE 1
I know these bitches gon have a trip
They gon wanna taste this tea I'm spilling
Every step I take
They like you need to take a break
You going to fast on the tape
I know these bitches can't relate
How I be dripping like a lake
It's crazy how niggas still turn on me
When loyalty don't cost a thing
I clearly see bitches ain't riding for me
Niggas ain't dying for me
I gotta be
In my own zone now, on my own now
Fuck the police yea I'm gone now
And I been crying for weeks but nobody gave me no tissue
That's why I keep rolling up to blow away these issues
This bitch keep calling talkin 'bout I got a bad attitude
Bitch get off my line go ahead and call your dude
Not tryna be rude but nobody get shit from me
Nobody getting a dime
Nobody made up this rhyme
Man I'm done wasting time
Imma stay on my grind
Yea I'm heading for the top
Nobody stealing my spot
I got this shit on lock lock lock lock
CHORUS 2
I know you got a nigga tell me something I don't know
Let me know if Imma fuck or not because I got to go
Every time you get around your friends you think that they don't know
They can see it in your face that we be fucking on the low
I came from nothing, I ain't have no bed sleeping on the floor
I was robbing I was selling drugs, tired of being broke
Know some bitches wish I never met, wish I never spoke
Know some niggas wish I never met, wish I never spoke
VERSE 2
If I ever shot a nigga block I'm coming back
Turn this bitch around I'm hopping out nigga where you at
I got a nine millimeter with a thirty on my lap
Bout to make my family proud stacking pennies Kyla Pratt
Got some killers that will shot for me that's if I ask
If you run then that nigga done shoot him in the back
And you know we coming black and white like sister act
Two twin glocks, one of the Cody one of the Zack
My brother he my brother I know my brother gon shoot for me
Never trust a bitch cause I know what that bitch a do to me
Right is right, wrong is wrong, only when you using me
Play me then I cut you off that what happens usually
My nigga Imma hop up in that pussy Imma dive it
Jackie Robinson you know Imma slide in it
Get rich or die trying, Imma die with it
You the main so don't worry about no side bitches
CHORUS 2
BRIDGE
Into that new shit
Lit like my waist
Everytime I leave she having a fit
Man I got these niggas pissed
Wishing they can flow like this
Wishing they can flow like this
Making hits after hits
To left and right Muhammad Ali in this bitch
Man it's looking tight for anybody that try to compete
Might as well step aside, yea
Y'all might as well step aside
Yeaa
CHORUS 1
Go The Distance
Artist(s): Shoreshot
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Writer(s):
Matthew Christopher Vander Boegh (BMI) 50% / Patrick Terrence Whelan (BMI) 50%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Achievement, Attitude, Badass, Ballers, Ballin', Boss, Champion, Competition, Danger, Driven, Epic, Game, Goal, Hustle, Inspiration, Motivation, Never Give Up, Overcoming Adversity, Overcoming Obstacles, Perseverance, Persistence, Powerful, Pressure, Pumped Up, Rising Above, Self Confidence, Sports, Standing Out, Strong, Success, Swagger, Tough, Winning
Instruments:
Drums, Electric Bass, Electric Guitar, Hand Claps, Organ, Piano, Synth, Tubular Bells
Year Recorded:
2020
BPM:
76
Key:
Am
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Go The Distance
GO THE DISTANCE
VERSE 1
You can point out all my faults
Glorify all of my wrongs
Want me to run off course
Fall off track want me gone
what ya thought that
I'd fallback as if it would hurt
Or do any harm
I put it in the work
I'm a highlight reel in human form
You run your mouth
I run my route
You keep the hate
I keep the faith
I stay in bounds
You're out of line
And out of time
I end the game
I'm who they cannot contain
And that's not
Gonna stop or change
And I got a
Whole lot to gain
No matter what team we face
It's not a thing
Got to leave it all on the field
Got to go farther and farther
Got to go harder and harder
Got to put them all on their heels
Got to give it all i can give
Until the unthinkable is
What my team accomplishes
I can promise you this
Promise you this
CHORUS (2X)
I know I'm on my job
And nowhere close to finished, tho
I'm overcoming the odds
They don't know the love involved
If it's a ton of yards
Or it's only inches
I'll keep on going far
It's makes no difference
VERSE 2
If you make enough small steps
They can become long strides
But it's in the little things
And it's how you handle those
Before you can handle bigger things
Go and tackle bigger foes
Got to grow some bigger wings
Got to be what driven means
Or consider just hitting the road
Can't reach the peak without reaching lows
Got to keep on keeping on
Got to play a much bigger role
Got to make a list with bigger goals
Got to leave room for improvement
Got to take their expectations
Got to keep exceeding those
Got to reach our destination
Got to just do what we're doing
Got to prove what needs to be proven
Got to keep pursuing and pushing
Got to take our own objectives
Got to keep on meeting those
Got to keep on digging deep
Be the ones they couldn't beat
There's something inside of me
That'll never die
Got to have that burning fire
Got to have that inner drive
Got to have that will to win
That'll never be denied
Got to have a competitive edge
You can see it in my eyes
CHORUS (2X)
BRIDGE
I'm gonna break it down
Keep on breaking ground
All for the taking now
One for the ages
Nothing but game changers
I'm gonna break it down
Keep on breaking ground
All for the taking now
One for the ages
Nothing but game changers
PRE-CHORUS
Records get broken
I'm ready to go in
I'm only beginning
I'm way too committed
And making it golden
A greater devotion
To go for the win
Flow it again
Records get broken
I'm ready to go in
I'm only beginning
I'm way too committed
And making it golden
A greater devotion
To go for the win
CHORUS (2X)
Ready
Artist(s): IamViix
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Writer(s):
Marco Cian (SOCAN) 40% / Pete Momarr Scott (BMI) 20% / Zarnoosh Bilimoria (SOCAN) 40%
Publisher(s):
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap, Trap
Keywords:
After Party, Aggressive, City, Club, Cocky, Confident, Dark, Dope, Druggy, Drugs, Edgy, Eerie, Getting High, Gritty, Hypnotic, Party, Power, Sports, Streets, Swagger, Thug, Tough, Trippy
Instruments:
808 Kick, Bass, Drums, Percussion, Synths
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
100
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Ready
READY
PRE-CHORUS
Taking off like rocket
Move too fast can't stop it
Got pull corner pocket
Yeah (3X)
CHORUS
Cause I'm ready, ready
Cause I'm ready
VERSE 1
I'm ready to take off like a rocket,
And it's no way that you can try to stop it,
I'm so high right now, higher than a cockpit,
I'm so high right now I think I might need myself a pilot
So fly and don't got no stylist,
Don't drive less it got no mileage
No time since got this on my wrist
Too sick, too sick like it's virus
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
VERSE 2
Ready to take off like a rocket
When my team link, it's a mosh pit
Zoom too fast can't stop it,
No hands, autopilot,
No keys, push, start driving,
Zoom (3X)
CHORUS
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
Hasta El Final
Artist(s): MILDRO
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Writer(s):
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Publisher(s):
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Category:
Latin
Subcategories:
Alternative, Instrumental, Latin Rock, Male Vocal, Metal, Rap Metal, Rap Rock, Spanish
Keywords:
Action, Aggressive, Angry, Angst, Arrest, Barrio, Brash, Confrontational, Cops, Crime, Criminal, Dark, Drive By, Drugs, Fierce, Fight, Gang, Gangsta, Ghetto, Gritty, Guns, Hostile, Intense, Jail, Latino, Mean, Menacing, Ominous, Outrage, Prison, Shooting, Sinister, Spanish Lyrics, Streets, Struggle, Violence
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Percussion
Year Recorded:
2019
BPM:
85
Language:
Spanish
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Hasta El Final
HASTA EL FINAL (SPANISH)
CHORUS
No saben la verdad
Nadie quiso escuchar
Solo existe esta maldad
Me defiendo hasta el final
VERSE 1
El juez me dio 100 años
Por la muerte de un borracho
Ahora estoy encerrado
Mi libertad me an robado
Yo no soy un acecinó
Fui inocente de el principio
Yo no quise disparar
Pero me tenia que cuidar
PRE-CHORUS
Ahora me consume la soledad
Me volvi loco en esta realidad
Perdi mi mente en esta oscuridad
Pagando por una mentira
VERSE 2
Soy un perro frustrado
Pudriendo aqui mas y mas
La justicia no me ha encontrado
Un dia sabran la verdad
No me arrepiento del momento
Pero no merezco esto
Mi esperanza se murió
Viviendo en este gran infierno
BRIDGE
Una noche de sangre
Se oye un balaso en la calle
UNTIL THE END (ENGLISH)
CHORUS
They don't know the truth
No one wanted to listen
Malice is the only thing that exists
I will defend myself until the end
VERSE 1
The judge gave me 100 years
For the death of a drunk
Now I'm behind bars
My freedom was stolen
I'm not a murderer
I've been innocent since the beginning
I didn't want to shoot
But I had to defend myself
PRE-CHORUS
Now I'm consumed by loneliness
I've gone crazy in this reality
I've lost my sanity within all the darkness
Paying for a lie
VERSE 2
I'm a desperate dog
rotting here more and more
justice has not found me
one day people with know the truth
I don't regret anything
But I don't deserve all this
My hope is gone
Living is this grand hell
BRIDGE
It was a bloody night
The shot of a bullet is heard out on the street
Glow
Artist(s): DEZIGN8 (feat. Kaz Zabala)
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Subcategories:
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Keywords:
Adversity, Anthem, Bold, Determined, Domination, Duet, Emotional, Empowerment, Encouragement, Energetic, Epic, Fighting, Inspirational, Intense, Motivation, Motivational, Never Give Up, Odds, Overcoming, Overcoming Obstacles, Perseverance, Persistence, Positive, Power, Pride, Protest, Racing, Rising, Strength, Strong, Tough, Triumphant, Uplifting, Victorious
Instruments:
Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Percussion, Piano, Synths
Year Recorded:
2018
BPM:
124
Key:
G
Tempo:
Medium/Midtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Glow
GLOW
CHORUS
I get dragged down
But I've been here before
I see sunlight
Even when it pours
You can't hold back
You can't hold back my glow
'Cause I'm shining
Shining across the globe
VERSE 1
Pretty dismal what I been through
All the darkness in the rearview
Being civil but it's an issue
I'm feeling heartless and cynical
Pitch black trying to choke me out
But I'm a golden child
Going pound for pound
With some broken vows
You can't hold me down
Even when I think I'm about to drown
But I rise like the sun, forecast won't define who I become
Fire in my tongue
Not done even if you try to pull a fast one (fast one, high strung)
Light it up, not talking 'bout a spliff
Set the world on fire with my gift
Dread won't win, you don't have to be afraid
Nightfall won't ever get the final say
PRE-CHORUS (2x)
I'll radiate when hopeless
When it's bleak, stay focused
My dealt hand, never chose this
Set me ablaze you'll notice
Like the rays of the sun
Each leap is more like a plunge
Problems never make me wanna run
Even when I don't know the outcome
CHORUS
PRE-CHORUS
Illumination the foundation
That will awaken
Avenues from frustration
No hazy days for the creation
Just say the word and I will go
Blinded by greatness and a hint of strobe
When you're wrapped in gray down to your soul
Don't let it keep you down, get back up and glow
What I Been Through
Artist(s): Terrell Burt
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Category:
Urban
Subcategories:
1990s, Hip Hop, Instrumental, Male Vocal, Rap
Keywords:
Adversity, Aggressive, Boom Bap, Chill, City, Club, Conscious, Dark, Determined, Diligence, Emotional, Gang, Ghetto, Gritty, Hard Times, History, Inner Conflict, Late Night, Liquor, Lonely, Moving Forward, Oppression, Past, Reflective, Rising, Rough, Soulful, Storyteller, Street, Struggle, Tough, Trial
Instruments:
Analog Synth, Bass, Drums, Electric Guitar, Electric Piano
BPM:
91
Key:
Bm
Tempo:
Mid-Downtempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
What I Been Through
They want a little bit but I'm too complex
The haunt's a riddled skit inside of my mindset
The irony quite inspiring with closed lips
But I'm way too passionate just to digress
Playing games way back to days passed like recess
Taking aim to stray crafts with the finesse
He renewed my interior, switched the ambiance
Not always black and white, elevate some nuance
They wanna reduce my value low like a coupon
Gets passed down for the duration like a baton
Frustrated when I can't figure out what you on
Invading buds and aux cords with this new song
You try to pin point, way too predictable
Faultfinders and sideliners are too critical
No missteps, even redundance is pivotal
Only a sample of bits and pieces is what I'm giving you
Giving you a little bit of what I been through
Giving you a little bit of what I been through
Giving you a little bit of what I been through
Giving you a little bit of what I been through
Many angles to dissect, they ain't gotta clue
Cognizant of your prominence, it won't undersell
Promising but the dominance takes a farewell
Providing the whole but clueless to your worth
Lowtide so they can't catch the wave on your stellar surf
I like the boom bap followed by an asterisk
I like the trap melodics mixed with the ratchetness
I like the summer season minus the humidity
I'm free to live but not a slave to my liberty
Get a portion depending on the day of the week
Confidence crossed with inheritance for the low and meek
First glance may not appear what it seems
Windows to your soul only a scrap of ample dreams
You try to pin point, way too predictable
Faultfinders and sideliners are too critical
No missteps, even redundance is pivotal
Only a sample of bits and pieces is what I'm giving you
Giving you a little bit of what I been through
Giving you a little bit of what I been through
Many angles to dissect, they ain't gotta clue
You can't pick up what you don't understand
Too complex to leave bits and pieces upper hand
Giving you a little bit of what I been through
Giving you a little bit of what I been through
You can't pick up what you don't understand
Too complex to leave bits and pieces upper hand
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