Friday, 30 December 2011
Charlie Sloth - Let It Snow (Ft. 1Xtra All Stars) Lyrics
Sunday, 27 November 2011
Sway - Still Speedin’ Remix ft Lupe Fiasco Lyrics
Walk right in, walk right in
Walk right in, walk right in
Walk right in, walk right in
Walk right in
Speedin speedin’
Aint no slowing down
Tell me if you wanna go speedin’, speedin’
(Still Speedin’)
I was telling everybody up your speed
That was a couple of years ago
And now I’m revving up for Deliverance
Switching up gears, got a couple of years to go
(Super swah!)
Here we go! As soon as you hear that, go!
Liverpool to Portsmouth, yeah,
That chorus got the crowd screaming
Ooooh oh, ooooh oh!
I got the people screaming
Ooooh oh, ooooh oh!
Ooooh oh, ooooh oh!
(Still Speedin’)
Seat belt Derek’s back!
Time to blow like I’m Dynamo
No more disappearing act,
I know you miss me, I miss you too!
Sometimes that’s what a mist will do
Like Taio I was cruising
Now it’s time to take my steering back
One of the best to ever do it
(They say!)
A testament to this game
(They say!)
And even in the wind I never blew it
(They say!)
I swayed but kept in my lane
They call me Fleetwood mac
I’m a with a mac with a fleet
Still getting royalties
No spoiler but I spoil me!
I got the crowd screaming
Ooooh oh, ooooh oh!
I got the people screaming
Ooooh oh, ooooh oh!
Ooooh oh, ooooh oh!
Still speeding!
Ooooh oh, ooooh oh!
Ooooh oh, ooooh oh!
Ooooh oh, ooooh oh!
Make some noise!
With a gas tank full of tear drops
Collected over the years, what has fueled this here drop
I’m so high, everytime I drive my ears pop
Clutch full of victory, never let it slip through my gear box
Like a ? they drop into a rise
Look into my headlights, might go blind looking in my eyes
Lewis, Lewis Hamilton showing up on this track
If you ever lost, then every feel exhausted
There’s only one formula to bring it back
Sway and ‘pe, go together like A&K
4 and 7, trigger/finger
Put it in the air and make it spray (Blaow)
Kick it like a hotspurs game, Tottenham’s ashes
Not about cricket, strapped, we bash the brains outta…
Pedal to the metal on a level I ain’t gonna settle
For anything less than gold
I ain’t gonna meddle around about
End up down and out
Tryna build since I was little kid I never had the lego
Running through the fields and the meadows of Ally Pally
And now I’m a hill with Geppetto
Was enough to make a fake boy real!
I can definitely make a real boy hard as steel!
I ain’t gonna stop until I do a couple of millions
I gave them my demo, now it’s time to deal again!
I’m back up on the bill again
I’m fresh from the bank,
Bob’s your uncle!
Mines uncle Phil again
Because I’ve got the will power I’ve got the potential
And I got the credentials
All of the essentials when it gets stressful
My bp rises but I’m never gonna stop
Unless I need to get petrol!
(Swah!)
Still speeding’!
Wednesday, 2 November 2011
Lyrics: Top Boy Special - (Kano, Asher D, Sway & Scorcher)
Tuesday, 4 October 2011
Sway - Still Speedin Remix Ft. Kano Lyrics
Walk right, walk right in
Walk right in
I was telling everybody up your speed
That was a couple of years ago
And now I'm rewing up for deliverance
Switching up gears, got a couple of years to go
Super slow!
Here we go! As soon as you hear that, go!
Liverpool to Portsmouth, yeah,
Chorus:
That chorus got the crowd screaming
Ooooh oh, ooooh oh!
I got the people screaming
Ooooh oh, ooooh oh!
Click, click, here strap
Seat belt Derek's back!
Time to blow like dynamo
No more disappearing act,
I know you miss me, I miss you too!
Sometimes that's what a mist will do
Like Taio I was cruising
Now it's time to take my steering back
One of the best to ever do, they say
A testament to this game
(They say!)
And even in the wind I never blew it
(They say!)
I swayed but kept in my lane
They call me fleerwood mac
I’m a mac with a mac with a fleet
Still getting royalties
No spoiler but I spoil me!
Chorus:
I got the crowd screaming
Ooooh oh, ooooh oh!
I got the people screaming
Ooooh oh, ooooh oh!
Make some noise!
Still speeding!
I got the world screaming K.A.’s back!
Yeah, it’s official, trumpets, please!
No kicks, but this is the rizzle, slick rick bitch
The rule’z here for shizzle
K.A. and Sway
Game over!
Blow the whistle!
Music you got as hoes fit too
..so visual
MC’s wanna come spit
And girls wanna go shake hips too!
I’m still speeding
Toy don’t wanna meet me at the light
Rear view mirror, ain’t a thing in sight
My love!
They try to give me a ticket
But I ripped it like a raffle
Tell them people why I am Mr. Dereck Safo
I'm still speeding!
Pedal to the metal on a level I ain't gonna sett
For anything less than gold I ain't gonna meddle around about
And up down and tryna build since I was like a kid
But never had the Lego
Running through the fields and the medals of Ally Pali
And now I'm a hill, Geppetto was able to make boy
I can definitely make a real hard boy as steel!
I ain't gonna stop until I do a couple of millions
I gave them my demo, now it's time to deal again!
I'm back up on the bill again
I'm fresh from the bank,
Bob's your uncle!
Mines uncle Phil again
Because I've got the will and the potential
And I got the credentials
All of the essentials when it gets stressful
My beep rises but I'm never gonna stop
Unless I need to get petrol!
Still speedin'!
Friday, 4 March 2011
Lupe Fiasco - Break The Chain Ft. Eric Turner & Sway Lyrics
I waited all my life to play
I still can’t find a way
But if I work it one more day
I might just break the Chain
I might just break the Chain
I might just break the Chain
[Lupe Fiasco - Verse 1]
Freedom, we can use some of that especially where we from
Where we grew up like a green thumb
Its like a criminal is the only thing you can become
Look at what I became
Something like a phenom, nothin but a g thang
Things I’ve seen when I’m looking out of these frames
Pictures I painted on the walls where we hang
From the trees we hung
Strange fruit man look at how we swung
How the hell you gonna tell us something
We ain’t have a father
How to try to grow up and be one
See umm feel it in my bones
That I’m sittin on a throne
Like a killer with a chrome
When I spit another poem
Shed a whole lot of light on a little bit of home, blaow
[Hook]
[Sway - Verse 2]
Super Swah, the cape remains, thought I was M.I.A no paper?
Planes, I’m fly plus I don’t write no more
Its all off of the top I shaved the braids
And stayed sharp mother knew how to raise-a-blade (Razor Blade)
I paid my dues now I wait for change and the flows so rude it goes without…
Ask Lupe I’m Sucre, I aid the Break
Quick to cut off any baggage like some samurai I like to travel light
I’ve gotta leave you at home Delilah
This is Samson-ite
No case for the police
Said I know Killah’s, I never seen them
Ghostface, only thing I’m watching is my Panerai
I’ve got an alibi
I was taking pics of Chicago, call me Camera Chi (shy)
[Hook]
[Lupe Fiasco - Verse 3]
Chain broke, you ain’t make a rep for your chain smoke
No cigarrettes on my plane, yo
Stunt your ham bones from the game though
Put it on mine, take a long time
B-A-Barack is how I’m livin’ online
In a webisode, necklace glow, let ‘em know
That I put up the footage that I’ve taken your shine
Wanna see the real chains look in your mind
Your brain look like your ? brotha
Overgrow, overload, broken zone
N-ggas playing games in the hood they got you stuck-up
Playa think its cool to be a pimp still
We gon’ set it free like a fish in a ?
Take this home, rearrange it, change it
Danger, Sway-zer, Lupe Laser. Pow!
[Hook]
Friday, 3 December 2010
Lloyd Banks – Start It Up (UK Remix) ft Sway, Giggs, Kanye West & Ryan Leslie Lyrics
[Kanye West]
What you gon do?
It’s GOOD Music and G-Unit
Ugh
Banks
Loso
[Swizz Beatz]
Ladies and Gentleman
you know they made cause cause cause I’m hood rich
you never ever seen good trick
You want a problem,
start it up (vroom vroom)
start it up (vroom vroom)
start it up (vroom vroom)
wait a minute
[Lloyd Banks]
big blue, cotton city shoe
cotton candy coupe
hard knock, orphan Annie loop
off the stoop
play with me, see what the screamy do
my canary shoe,
high beems pointed right at you, peek-a-boo
Benji paper made me hater-proof
all your thing reduce
menage a trois, purple haze and goose, got me loose
kick my way in and now I got the juice, Gucci bubble boots
thousand kicks couple hundred boots gettin f-cking loot
my top down, I’m flashing on em
I’m passing all them, pullover and hit the hazards on em
the ratchets on ‘em, wanna pay my dues, now it’s back to ballin
the raps a boring dead man, I dip the casket for em
I’m back performing, I bag em
break their back, don’t call em
look down on em like Dikembe, Patrick, Mourning
cash is pourin’
stunt stormin, go this out
camera phones capture everything that pictures dont.
[Swizz Beatz]
you know they mad cause cause cause I’m hood rich
you never ever ever seen good trick
You want a problem,
start it up (vroom vroom)
start it up (vroom vroom)
start it up (vroom vroom)
wait a minute
(repeated)
[Sway]
Sway going in but I’ma roll up my sleeves quick for the official remix
I’m no r’s but I know of those under if you need bricks
Dorothy meets webay, meets ebay
follow me I can take you there in 3 clicks
A lot of internet gangsters but I don’t see clips
unless they’re on Youtube, no nines, just 22…views
and comments removed to hide the naked truth
cause when it goes tits up, the b-tch in them comes out like cleavage
and them man are getting stripped, no secrets
my team and they see why we so wavy we make them seasick
the Black Steve Rifkin, I am the chairman of the wooden stand
of anyone trying to take my seat quick
I’m on some Canary Wharf to Wall street shit
no Michael Douglas but I’m on my MD shit
If I don’t do the number’s I’ll just do the alphabet
A,B,C,D,E,F,G-Shit
I mean G-Unit shizzle
F a dancefloor
man are hungry out here this is Darfur
so force my hand and I’ll put together an armed force
riding with Lloyds Banks, ha, I’m such a dark horse
start it up, they don’t wanna start war
I studued up in Hogwarts and I’m ready for the Dark
when I link with Giggs its not for Walks in the park
its the Return of the Macks, we taking it all, call me Mark Morrison
[Chorus]
[Giggs]
You n-ggas are f-cked, a couple million and up
On my Youtube chilling with a spliff and a slut
tell her “look babe, gotta let me slip in the crotch”
Italian chicks showing me that Italy love
I’m moving kinda quickly cuz
got they hate my music and try and diss what it does
screaming f-ck the police and be dissing the judge
n-ggas can’t touch me, I got that prickly buzz
that bright bezzie on live tellie
gets me the half black and half white Jezzie’s
I don’t fight friendly, four five semi’s
man’ll bruck shots someth’n like teddy
this my sh-t didn’t buy any
when I’m stepping on the stage hold the light steady
yeah, give a f-ck about your age you can die twenty
[Chorus]
[Kanye West]
We keep these G’s in an alloy safe
and stash the weed in an altoids case
they say good things come to those who wait
so I’m gon be at least an hour late
I’m so fresh bitch I should be arrested
new Tody Chester with my nuts on your chest b-tch
she said “hey ‘Ye”
I said “Yes B-tch”
damn I’m only asking you a question
I met this milf at the allstar getting action
a cougar with more rings than Phil Jackson
told her beauty is why God invented eyeballs
and her booty is why God invented my balls
I’m a rockstar, huh, start it up
start it up, huh, start it up
so popular you should get a shot of us
don’t take shots at us that is only obvious
the first album I vomited, the second I colonic’d it
aint nobody f-cking with me, I plutonic’d it
bet I got some slippers on, bet go honour it
these aint even real clothes homie I’m pyjama rich
Banks told me homie go switch the style up
these b-tches on me homie only to arouse us
told her I aint paying tonite I’m only browsing
she pulled her blouse up, said “it’s free”, I said WOWZER!
[Chorus]



