La La Latch Lyrics - Pentatonix

La la, la la la la la la la la la la,
La la la la, la la la la la la la la la la

La la, la la la la la la la la la la,
La la la la, la la la la la la la la la la

You lift my heart up when the rest of me is down
You, you enchant me even when you're not around
If there are boundaries, I will try to knock them down
I'm latching on, babe, now I know what I have found

Hush, don't speak
When you spit your venom,
Keep it shut, I hate it
When you hiss and preach
About your new messiah
'Cause your theories catch fire

I can't find your silver lining
I don't mean to judge
But when you read your speech, it's tiring
Enough is enough

Covering my ears like a kid
When your words mean nothing I go la la la
I'm turning up the volume when you speak
If my heart can't stop it, I find a way to block it, I go

La la, la la la la la la la la la la,
La la la la, la la la la la la la la la la

La la, la la la la la la la la la la,
La la la la, la la la la la la la la la la (never)

I'm so en-captured, got me wrapped up in your touch
Feel so enamored, hold me tight within your clutch
How do you do it? You got me losing every breath
What did you give me to make my heart bleed out my chest?

Yes, I've got you in my space
I won't let go of you
Got you shackled in my embrace
I'm latching on to you (never let go, I won't let go)

(I feel we're close enough)
I can't find your silver lining
(I wanna lock in your love)
I don't mean to judge
(I feel we're close enough)
But when you read your speech, it's tiring
(I wanna lock in your love)
Enough is enough

Covering my ears like a kid
And I'm latching onto you la la la la
I'm turning up the volume when you speak
If my heart can't stop it, I find a way to block it, I go

La la, la la la la la la la la la la,
La la la la, la la la la la la la la la la latching onto

La la, la la la la la la la la la la,
La la la la, la la la la la la la la la la (never).

I Know Girls (Body Love) Lyrics - Mary Lambert

 

I Know girls who are trying to fit into the social norm
Like squeezing into last year's prom dress
I know girls who are low rise, mac eye shadow, and binge drinking
I know girls that wonder if they're disaster and sexy enough to fit in
I know girls who are fleeing bombs from the mosques of their skin
Playing Russian roulette with death; it's never easy to accept that our bodies are fallible and flawed
But when do we draw the line?
When the knife hits the skin?
Isn't it the same thing as purging
Because we're so obsessed with death
Some women just have more guts than others

The funny thing is women like us don't shoot
We swallow pills, still wanting to be beautiful at the morgue
Still proceeding to put on make-up
Still hoping that the mortician finds us fuckable and attractive
We might as well be buried with our shoes and handbags and scarves, girls
We flirt with death every time we etch a new tally mark into our skin
I know how to split my wrists to reveal a battlefield too
But the time has come for us to reclaim our bodies

Our bodies deserve more than to be war-torn and collateral
Offering this fuckdom as a pathetic means to say,
"I only know how to exist when I am wanted."

Girls like us are hardly ever wanted, you know
We're used up and we're sad and drunk and
Perpetually waiting by the phone for someone to pick up and tell us that we did good
Well, you did good.

(I know I am because I said, "I am."
My body is home)

Try this
Take your hands over your bumpy love body naked
And remember the first time you touched someone
With the sole purpose of learning all of them
Touched them because the light was pretty on them
And the dust in the sunlight danced the way your heart did
Touch yourself with a purpose
Your body is the most beautiful royal
Fathers and uncles are not claiming your knife anymore
Are not your razor, no
Put the sharpness back
Lay your hands flat and feel the surface of scarred skin
I once touched a tree with charred limbs
The stump was still breathing
But the tops were just ashy remains
I wonder what it's like to come back from that because
Because sometimes I feel forest fires erupting from my wrists
And the smoke signals sent out are the most beautiful things I've ever seen

Love your body the way your mother loved your baby feet
And brother arm wrapping shoulders, and remember
This is important

You are worth more than who you fuck
You are worth more than a waistline
You are worth more than beer bottles displayed like drunken artifacts.
You are worth more than any naked body could proclaim in the shadows,
More than a man's whim or your father's mistake
You are no less valuable as a size 16 than a size 4
You are no less valuable as a 32a than a 36c
Your sexiness is defined by concentric circles within your wood
It is wisdom
You are a goddamn tree stump with leaves sprouting out
Reborn.

Fuck Yo Feelings Lyrics - Game

[Intro: Game]
Me and Tune just got two twin Ferraris
(Like fuck ceiling )
Two ounces in my double cup
(This shit gone kill me)

[Bridge: Lil Wayne x5]
Fuck your feelin's, fuck your feelin's, nigga fuck your feelin's

[Verse 1: Game]
Yo, bitch, I signed my section point, I'm with them niggas (yeah)
Is that Drizzy bitch? (Yeah)
I'm with Nicki like (Yeah)
And these bitches be tellin' they niggas I'm crazy
Don't fuck with that nigga, he went at Jay-Z
Then he went at Curtis, now he Patrick Swayze
Every night I got your bitch in my section
I do it at live and I do it at toxic
Do it at supper, I do it at dream
No we ain't at Houston, but I got that Rocket, go!
And I'm feelin' nice, somebody mixed my pills right
And I'm gettin' all this money, and its fucked up Trinidad lost his deal right
No Ceilings! Got the drophead for my children
Dr. Dre just made a billion!
And he sent me to tell all you niggas man

[Bridge: x5]

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Any bitch that I'm with, she just hop in the whip and she get in the grave
Pimpin' is pimpin', I make a commission, they die pussy, pay
My dick like a chopper, I load it then cock it then bust on your face
We know that you pussy my nigga, we know that you ain't catchin' no fades
Bulletproof windows is tinted, my nigga, while all your shit rented
You should rent it from me cause I crash as soon as I spin it
That's why they bring all the bitches
Don't bump the DJ my nigga
You really care 'bout this bitch
My dick all up in your sis

[Bridge: x5]

[Verse 3: Game]
Started with documents
Reincarnated Pac and Big
How do you think I got your bitch?
I am 2Pacalypse
Got more winners than Popovich
Yeah my bitch will pop a bitch
Pull up like Skrr
Now your bitch out her skirt
I made her twerk
Now she selling my work
Started with Hannah Montana hoes
Now I'm fuckin' all of Nick Cannon hoes
I made her go down down baby
But I don't speak no country grammar though
I got the antidote
I know some Fu-town niggas that'll bust your head like cantaloupe
You pull out your camera my cannon blow
2014 Hannibal
Lil nigga

[Bridge: x5]

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
I fuck yo bitches, fuck yo bitches
Fuck yo niggas, nigga, fuck yo niggas
Soo Woo!.

Same Damn Life Lyrics - Seether

 

Come smoke a cigarette and let your hair down
Then pray for the rain to go away
I'm trying to forget I let us both down
Then pray for the sun to come again

I never thought I could feel so small
But you're the one that can't live without attention
I never thought I would lose this all
But you're the one who needs the fucking intervention

Now I'm reliving my whole damn life
And it's a shame that I can't remember
And now I'm living the same damn lie
It's a shame, but nothing's forever

With every new regret I start to wear down
Then pray for the pain to go away
I need an amulet, I need a new sound
I know everything remains the same

I never thought I could feel so small
I'm the one who will suffer this detention
I never thought I would lose this all
But I accept this is my new education

Now I'm reliving my whole damn life
And it's a shame that I can't remember
And now I'm living the same damn lie
It's a shame, but nothing's forever.

Masterpiece Lyrics - Jessie J

So much pressure
Why so loud?
If you don't like my sound
You can turn it down
I gotta go
And I'm walking alone
Uphill battle
I look good when I got it
I'm ferocious but cautious
I get doses... not gonna stop
I like the view from the top

They talk that blah blah
That blah blah, that blah blah sh*t
And I'm so done, I'm so over it
Sometimes I mess up, I eff up, I hit and miss
But I'm okay, I'm cool with this

I still fall on my face sometimes
And I can't color inside the lines
Cause I'm perfectly incomplete
I'm still working on my masterpiece
And I, I wanna hang with the greatest
Got a way to go, but it's worth the wait
No, you haven't seen the best of me
I'm still working on my masterpiece

Don't mind, don't mind
Those who matter, don't mind
If you don't catch what I'm throwing
Then I leave you behind
Don't need a flash
And I am leaving like that

They talk that blah blah
That blah blah, that blah blah sh*t
Go with the punches, and take the hits
Sometimes I mess up, I eff up, I swing and miss
But it's okay, I'm cool with this

I still fall on my face sometimes
And I can't color inside the lines
Cause I'm perfectly incomplete
I'm still working on my masterpiece
And I, I wanna hang with the greatest
Got a way to go, but it's worth the wait
No, you haven't seen the best of me
I'm still working on my masterpiece

I still fall on my face sometimes
And I can't color inside the lines
Cause I'm perfectly incomplete
I'm still working on my masterpiece
Masterpiece, masterpiece

I still fall on my face sometimes
And I can't color inside the lines
Cause I'm perfectly incomplete
I'm still working on my masterpiece
And I, I wanna hang with the greatest
Got a way to go, but it's worth the wait
No, you haven't seen the best of me
I'm still working on my masterpiece.

I Can't Pretend Lyrics - The Drums

It's too hard to begin
When you know it will end
And if you've got a friend,
You better leave with him

When everyone wants to dance, I can't stand up
I know that I need love,
But I can't pretend, I can't pretend

One day the moon will set for the last time
Maybe we'll become part of a mountain
We've always learned these things
You know I'm not crying
But you know I'm not trying to care

It's too hard to begin
When you know it will end
And if you've got a friend,
You better leave with him

When everyone wants to dance, I can't stand up
I know that I need love,
But I can't pretend, I can't pretend
I can't pretend

Remember when you first touched my hand
We sparkled inside at the same time
And now it doesn't even matter

It's too hard to begin
When you know it will end
And if you've got a friend,
You better leave with him

When everyone wants to dance, I can't stand up
I know that I need love,
But I can't pretend, I can't pretend
I can't pretend

Ooooooo

I see us high, high on a mountain
I see us die, dying in a mountain

It's too hard to begin
When you know it will end

I see us high, high on a mountain
I see us die, dying in a mountain It's too hard to begin
When you know it will end
And if you've got a friend,
You better leave with him

When everyone wants to dance, I can't stand up
I know that I need love,
But I can't pretend, I can't pretend

One day the moon will set for the last time
Maybe we'll become part of a mountain
We've always learned these things
You know I'm not crying
But you know I'm not trying to care

It's too hard to begin
When you know it will end
And if you've got a friend,
You better leave with him

When everyone wants to dance, I can't stand up
I know that I need love,
But I can't pretend, I can't pretend
I can't pretend

Remember when you first touched my hand
We sparkled inside at the same time
And now it doesn't even matter

It's too hard to begin
When you know it will end
And if you've got a friend,
You better leave with him

When everyone wants to dance, I can't stand up
I know that I need love,
But I can't pretend, I can't pretend
I can't pretend

Ooooooo

I see us high, high on a mountain
I see us die, dying in a mountain

It's too hard to begin
When you know it will end

I see us high, high on a mountain
I see us die, dying in a mountain.

Elvis Presley BLVD (feat. Project Pat) Lyrics - Rick Ross

Hood billionaire
[?]
I'm making more with the baking soda, don't hate on me
You know where I'm at though

[Hook 1:]
I'm riding down Elvis Presley BLVD
I'm riding down Elvis Presley BLVD
Got the dogs, Rugers off, nigga, in the heart
You can tell them crackers they can go and get the dogs

[Hook 2:]
I'm riding down Elvis Presley BLVD
Riding down Elvis Presley BLVD
Got the boy, got the girl and I got the heart
Tell them pussy crackers they can bring the dogs

I got priscilla, I got priscilla
I got vanilla, boy, I got vanilla
I been that nigga, I been that nigga
I bend that corner, I'm stacking scrilla

[Hook 1]

My face familiar, my face familiar
Half a milli for the whip, this bitch'll hurt your feelings
I could fly Brazillian, send her in the mail
She got Meek Milly cellphone in the county jail
I'm at the car wash off on Elvis Presley BLVD
That nina hit your van, your ass gon' holla "good God"
You feel that itch, you feel that itch
That Camaro moving fast, boy, I'm getting rich

[Hook 1]

Run up in the chopper, I push the panic button
Lil' 'Toine snorting coke, he ain't scared of nothing
Bumping player fly until a player die
Charged 'em for the nine gram, but I gave a five
My baking soda fine, I'm baking over dimes
I got them brown bags, I bet they know the smell
I'm riding down Elvis Presley BLVD
Can I park an airplane in a nigga yard?

[Hook 2]

[Project Pat:]
Fresh in them sneakers, pills up, I'm stepping on the dogs
Bringing down a half a thing, mane, get these puppies off
Hard work pays off, get more if you selling soft
Catch you slipping out here though, my dog, we knock your melon off
They cannot stunt, shoot them, rifles long like African
Got them young boys shooting shit up like Africans
Me gold in me mouth, [?] like leprechaun
Lamborghini or Ferrari, watch these bitches come
Packing funds all because me go quick to rob the clubs
Me go an hour full of slugs, left these bodies full of slugs
Met me on the south side of the city with the whole thing
Iced 'em with the heater, took the shit, it's a cold game
These niggas know I done it, now there's rumors they want my head
Got my Russian bitch sleeping with me right in the bed
My niggas killing about this shit, for realling about this shit
Fuck around and get a hundred years, dawg, for about this shit

[Hook 1]

[Hook 2].