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Heaven, we go through things, but in the midst of it, You said that You would never leave us. Said that You would never forsake us. In this time of incertainty, we've lost some ones. Some of our friends and family have fallen short. But You said You'd never leave us, nor forsake us, that You would be with us until the ends of the Earth. Come on, say it. Save me. [Sunday Service Choir] All my people out the trenches Lift us up, make us alright The Devil can't stand Your Presence Stand with God and I got leverage Throw our hands up in the sky Yes, Lord, we wave 'em high Exhausted, it's never the right time to go Had to think twice before I moved Standing my ground will break my mood Choose puddles, be careful when you choose your steps Got to make a right before your left (x2) [repeat x2] Everybody wanna feel like Everything gon' be right New me over the old me Let it out, let it all out I can't help feeling not right Lord, please, make it alright Forgive us all, make it alright Surround us all, make it alright Dear God, make it alright Only You can make it alright Dear Lord, make it alright Nothing else ever feels right Dear God, make it alright Nothing else ever feels right Na-na-na, nothing else ever feels right Save me, yeah, make it alright Bow our heads 'cause it's alright Alright, mm 24 hours [KayCyy] 24 candles, 24 hours Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Throw our hands up in the sky Yes, Lord, we wave 'em high, yeah Exhausted, it's never the right time to go I had to think twice before I moved Standing my ground will break my mood Choose puddles, be careful when you choose your steps Got to make a right before your left (x2) [repeat x2] [Sunday Service Choir] Dear God, make it alright Only You can make it alright Dear Lord, make it alright Nothing else ever feels right Dear God, make it alright Nothing else ever feels right Na-na-na, nothing else ever feels right Save me, yeah, make it alright Bow our heads 'cause it's alright Alright, mm 24 hours 24 candles 24 hours Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Throw our hands up in the sky Yes, Lord, we wave 'em high, yeah --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

[Intro] Yeah Millzy, I see you T told me, "Do this shit" So I'ma do this shit No Ceilings! Yeah, haha Hahaha I'ma run this town tonight All right, now Ugh [Verse] Nigga, we are so ready for the war C-A-R-T-E-R, put the beat in ER I'm colder than "B-R," add another three Rs Watch me like DVD/VCR Pump to your chest, I ain't talking CPR Riding this track like a motherfucking streetcar New Orleans coroner—his name is Frank Minyard Fuck with me wrong, you’ll be waking up in his yard Man, I go crazy on the beat, I go nimrod Man, I act a ass, treat the beat like a hem'rrhoid Man, I go to work on the beat, call it "employed" Man, I kicks it, bitch, get your shinguard! Ugh Young Money run this—towns, countries I still eat rappers—mmm, scrumptious My goons tote thumpers, they pump 'em like krumpers Anybody beat, I'm gon' go Archie Bunkers Tunechi be the wildest, let's run the metropolis I pop like lollys, you drop like eyelids The money keep calling, I hear the shit dialing And they say money talks, you can hear my shit holl'ing You softer than ny-lin; oops, I meant "nylon" Perfection is the goal, and I’m headed to the pylon Crown fit me good, I ain’t even got to try on The pistol mean business—that bitch should have a tie on T done told me, "Do this shit," so I had to do this shit I get superhero money, call a nigga "super-rich" Keep it "super" for a while, let me get on my "super-" shit Super-ill, super-sick—dog, I go super-Vick Ran into a superwoman, turned her to a super-bitch Hit her with that super-dick, she be coming super-quick Super-Millz, Mack, Tyga, Streets, 'Nelly, Super Nick' Super-Drizzy, Gudda, Chuckee, Twist, that's the super-clique Now, I’m off that "super" shit, fuck that shit, I super-quit Running circles 'round the game, like a hula hoop and shit You gon' have to loop this shit, there won’t be a duplicate And my blunts be super-thick, I'm higher than a Supra kick I—I’m the bomb, baby, watch me nuke this shit When I leave the booth, they gotta scoop this shit My apologies, diabolically I’m the prodigy—do you roger me? I look in the flames and see a hotter me But how come I’m still colder than common-ly? Yeah, we run this town, like a lot of feet Young Mula, baby; I'm proud of me The song “Run This Town” is originally performed by JAY-Z, featuring Rihanna and Kanye West. It was released on August 9, 2009, as the second single from JAY-Z’s 11th studio album, “The Blueprint 3”. The song is a hip-hop track that talks about ambition, power, and victory. As for the version you mentioned, “Lil Wayne - Run This Town - ft. Rihanna, Jay-Z, & Kanye West (Remix)”, it appears to be a remix version of the original song. Lil Wayne, a prolific American rapper, is known for his remixes and mixtapes, and it’s likely that he added his own verses or interpretation to the track. However, as of my knowledge cutoff in 2021, I don’t have specific details about this remix. For the most accurate and up-to-date information, I recommend checking music streaming platforms, Lil Wayne’s official website, or social media channels. Please note that copyright laws must be respected when listening to or sharing music. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

[Intro: Kanye West, Future & The Inter Milan Ultras] You know we had to get The Hooligans up here, we gon' take this pussy nigga out Yo, Dot, I got you Woah-oah-oah-oah, woah-oah-oah-oah-oah Yeah If you like that (Phew) [Verse 1: Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign] Can't stop, won't stop I just fucked your bitch in the Sean John tank top You treat a bad bitch like she average I treat a bad bitch like a fat bitch Shouldn't have never let me get money again On my Katt Williams when they get funny again Yeah, you see they tried to count me out, I like that We just hit a number one, we right back Five hundred down on the bottom, fivе hundred up at the top Titanium grills, call that "smile on thе rocks" I done had everything that you able to got I invented drill too, I ain't gon' lie, it was Chop Ayy, another one, volume one (Yee) Then it's two and three (Yee!), VULTURES on repeat (Yee!) Still feel like Pablo, drug dealer chic (Yee) Pluto sent the drones (Woo), it hit like Metro beats It's a wrap for niggas (Yee) Where's Lucian? Serve your master, nigga You caught a little bag for your masters, didn't ya? Lifetime deal, I feel bad for niggas (Bad for niggas) Y'all so outta sight, outta mind I can't even think of a Drake line Play J. Cole, get the pussy dry Play this shit back a hundred-thirty times [Chorus: Future] Young dope dealer, sellin' dope, is you like that? (If you like that) Kickin' doors, kickin' in doors, is you like that? (Yeah) Young throwed nigga, sellin' lows, is you like that? (Yeah) All '24, you on go, is you like that? (If you like) Niggas from the bottom really like that (If you like that) Steppin' in Balencis if you like that (Like that) Pop another bottle if you like that (If you like that) [Post-Chorus: Michel'le & Future] He was once a thug from around the way (Phew) [Verse 2: Future] Bitch didn't get no AP, she got Patek and Philippe Takin' off to the moon, got Chanaynay on my feet, mm Bang without my goon, now she got me playin' for keeps, yeah G6 and shrooms, we take drugs through the week I can barely talk, but I got molly in my body You don't have to say nothing if gettin' money ain't your hobby Made it out the struggle, my hustle, I got it Came out the mud, ain't no dirt on my Prada (Yeah) [Chorus: Future] Young dope dealer, sellin' dope, is you like that? (If you like that) Kickin' doors, kickin' in doors, is you like that? (Yeah) Young throwed nigga, sellin' lows, is you like that? (Yeah) All '24, you on go, is you like that? (If you like that) Niggas from the bottom really like that (If you like that) Steppin' in Balencis if you like that (If you like that) Pop another bottle if you like that (If you like that) [Post-Chorus: Michel'le] He was once a thug from around the way [Break: The Inter Milan Ultras] Woah-oah-oah-oah, woah-oah-oah-oah-oah Woah-oah-oah-oah, woah-oah-oah-oah-oah [Outro] (Perfect!) This is the official remix of Future, Metro Boomin and Kendrick Lamar’s #1 hit song, “Like That” off of their collaborative album, WE DON’T TRUST YOU — Here, Ye replaces Kendrick Lamar to throw more shots towards Drake and the recent feud that has been encompassed in the Hip-Hop scene. According to some insiders and Metro Boomin likes, there may be another remix of Like That that features Pusha T instead of Ye, as they both have recorded for the song according to Flab, a credible Ye insider. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

[Intro: 070 Shake] Fallin', dreamin', talkin' in your sleep I know you want to cry all night, all night Plottin', schemin', findin' Reason to defend all of your violent nights Promise me you will see [Verse 1: 070 Shake with Ty Dolla $ign] Don't you grow up in a hurry, your mom'll be worried, aw It was all part of the story, even the scary nights Thank you for all of the glory, you will be remembered, aw Thank you to all of the heroes of the night (night, night) They gotta repaint the colors, the lie is wearin' off Reality is upon us, colors drippin' off Colors drippin' off [Verse 2: Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign] Couldn't kill me if you tried, couldn't kill me if I died I'm gon' always be alive, you were always in denial Heard your song, you stole my vibe, so I brought back my old vibe Funny every time you lied, how that turned into more lies I'm too nice to all my dawgs, stand by me when I go wrong Please don't love me for the stuff like you never did nothing wrong Why did you do something to me? Man, I'm still mad at my dad, uh I fucked that bitch, she was bad, I fucked that bitch, on the rag Years ago- [Verse 3: Chance the Rapper] Sturdy, solid and sturdy The voice of a birdy Told me, just stay determined She would deter me Purty, pretty and curvy Developed early Curb me, 'til she finally heard me And one day she served me Hurt me, she just kept yelling hurt me Slap me, and choke me, and curse me She's still got wounds from the nursery This is the woman who nourished me Gave me some water when thirsty Gave all her best to the worst me Showed me my first bit of mercy Showed me that someone could substitute love for so long That they don't know the difference and sex for her now Is a bad anniversary She want the Allie like Kirstie She don't remember the first me Someone went into herpurse and she just want to know When they going to reimburse me She don't want no one in her sleep She don't want no one to court her She don't want no one to curtsy, you know how people in church be Calling her fast with no one to ask Like who the fuck put it at her speed [...?] And all of this happened at thirteen --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

This is a 20 minute freestyle of Kanye rhyming, having fun, and getting personal on the scrapped 2018 “ye” track titled “Brothers”. We already got a few versions of this track, including an Ant Clemons version and a Charlie Wilson version, however this is just Kanye solo'ing over the released 2018 track “Violent Crimes” piano melody. Emotions start to flow in as he talks about his mothers botched surgery, his concern for the climate etc. – so much to the point where towards the end of the track, the pain can be heard in his voice. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

flew to Paris for a hug what it that's what life that time for the B that's above all the drug all the times at the clubs M times at the bus [ __ ] D on the thug everybody is a thug we was D on the thugs we was trying to show love when we had to take jeans everybody was a thug everybody the be forw the be for that that must needed love it was what it was it is what it is we up in the the we D the the and all of the the it couldn't couldn't for the the words can't describe it better with tears couldn't done St so many years on nobody hears things we feel that nobody hears that nobody is like a go real nobody real and I know I a't feel catch little things [ __ ] might say they going F me later today I'm with a I got on just why [Music] feeling all [Music] [Music] [Music] right --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

[Intro: Pastor T.L. Barrett / Choir & Future] You're the only power (Power) You're the only power that can You're the only power (Power) You're the only power that can Oh, oh, oh, Father (If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you) [Pre-Chorus: Kid Cudi & Pastor T.L. Barrett / Choir] Beautiful mornin', you're the sun in my mornin', babe Who can I turn to? Nothin' unwanted After all, who can I turn to? Beautiful mornin', you're the sun in my mornin', babe If I don't turn to you Nothin' unwanted No other help I know, I stretch my hands [Chorus: Kanye West & Pastor T.L. Barrett / Choir] I just wanna feel liberated, I-I, na-na-na Who can I turn to? I just wanna feel liberated, I-I, na-na-na After all, who can I turn to? If I ever instigated, I am sorry If I don't turn to you Tell me who in here could relate, I-I-I No other help I know, I stretch my hands [Verse: Kanye West, with Kelly Price] Now, if I fuck this model And she just bleached her asshole And I get bleach on my T-shirt I'ma feel like an asshole I was high when I met her We was down in Tribeca She'll get under your skin if you let her She'll get under your skin if you— (Uh) I don't even wanna talk about it I don't even wanna talk about it I don't even wanna say nothin' Everybody gon' say somethin' I'd be worried if they said nothin' Remind me where I know you from She lookin' like she owe you somethin' You know just what we want I wanna wake up with you in my— [Pre-Chorus: Kid Cudi, Pastor T.L. Barrett / Choir & Kelly Price] Beautiful mornin', you're the sun in my mornin', babe Who can I turn to? Beautiful mornin' Nothin' unwanted After all, who can I turn to? Beautiful mornin', you're the sun in my mornin', babe If I don't turn to you Nothin' unwanted No other help I know [Chorus: Kanye West & Pastor T.L. Barrett / Choir] I just wanna feel liberated, I-I, na-na-na Who can I turn to? I just wanna feel liberated, I-I, na-na-na After all, who can I turn to? If I ever instigated, I am sorry If I don't turn to you Tell me who in here could relate, I-I-I No other help I know, I stretch my hands --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

(BEST VERSION by BSB Dante) Jesus is king version unreleased with Dua Lipa. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

[Intro] Ah-ahem There's something I did There's something I can explain how to- I can't speak for everybody but, um, man [Verse 1] It must be more good women than men, percentage-wise So her chance of having a husband just minimized That's why a lot of girls claim they ain't into guys (Haha) And mess with other girls part-time to improvise (Haha) I knew she wasn’t bi, no, I seen it in her eyes But I'm like any other guy trying to get in her thighs She telling me 'bout how black people should enterprise (Haha) And I'm like, if you don't get your ass in this ride from Enterprise (Haha) That I rented yesterday and gotta have in by five With the gas fully filled up like I didn't drive Told her I had a girl, dawg, fuck it, I didn't lie (Haha) Told her this rap game is alright, I'm just getting by (Haha) She had a little weed and we get a little high And I'm looking in her eyes and I'm loving her vibe Told me back in '95, she fell in love with the Tribe (Haha) Boo, back in '92, I was just like you (Haha) Please, don't be confused by the ice and jewels I'm like any other nigga, buy ice to stay cool Like any other nigga that claim they hate school (Haha) And think, "Yeah, Free's banging but she's no Rachel" (Haha) [Chorus] We ball 'til we fall, hit the mall. after we hit, don't call We fill your lives with nothing but lies (Haha) and I would like to apologize (Haha) We ball 'til we fall, hit the mall, after we hit, don't call We fill your lives with nothing but lies (Haha) and I would like to apologize (Haha) But you can't stand right here and tell me everything is going to be alright (Haha) 'Cause until that a real (Haha) man stands up, I'm going to have to improvise (Haha) [Verse 2] Was it something I did wrong? (Haha) Yeah, I know I'm wrong She's at home alone and I'm always gone Hate it when she mad but more when she passive (Haha) Now she on the internet, looking for classes (Haha) Out of state though, man, that hurt, yo But I got work though, and I'm at work, yo And she don't call a lot And when she do, she pouring out her heart (Haha) "You never listen to me," then the call drop, hmm And I promised her everything Told her when I get a deal, I'll get her a wedding ring But when I got my deal, I was back in the ring (Haha) Fighting my urges, strip club splurges (Haha) Never had money, so I felt like a virgin And I'm trying to break the bank's cherry Tryna see, can I afford Canaries With a Ferrari (Haha) and a dinner date with Halle Berry? (Haha) Went from fifty G's to fifteen hundred in a week Now I'm trying to call One ring, two rings, seven rings, eight rings Her mother picked up the phone (Haha) Like, "She in school and she don't stay here no more" (Haha) I guess there's more good women than men, percentage-wise So her chance of having a husband just minimized I guess that's why she says she ain't into guys (Haha) And focus on school full-time to improvise (Haha) [Chorus] We ball 'til we fall, hit the mall. after we hit, don't call We fill your lives with nothing but lies (Haha) and I would like to apologize (Haha) We ball 'til we fall, hit the mall, after we hit, don't call We fill your lives with nothing but lies (Haha) and I would like to apologize (Haha) But you can't stand right here and tell me everything is going to be alright (Haha) 'Cause until that real (Haha) man stands up, I'm going to have to improvise (Haha) You can't stand right here and tell me everything is going to be alright (Haha) 'Cause until that (Haha) man stands up, I'm going to have to improvise (Haha) You can't stand right here and tell me everything is going to be alright (Haha) 'Cause until that (Haha) man stands up, I'm going to have to improvise (Haha) --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

[Verse: Kendrick Lamar] I'm up and down, I'm unenthused Happy then I'm paralyzed by other moods Temporary pleasures runnin' out of fuel To see there's an exit is impossible Chasin' worry, chasin' program Distorted the ways of the world again Good decisions, wishin' I knew more of them Concepts of you and who I am [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] There's a hold on me, and it strengthens There's a troubled spirit, hard to explain, yeah, yeah I feel somethin', I feel somethin' Sometimes reverence (Huh) Sometimes pain (Huh) Sometimes both of them, it's hard to explain, yeah, yeah I feel somethin', I feel somethin' [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar & Imani Selina] There's a hold on me, and it strengthens There's a troubled spirit, hard to explain, yeah, yeah I feel somethin', I feel somethin' Sometimes reverence (Huh) Sometimes pain (Huh) Sometimes both of them, it's hard to explain, yeah, yeah I feel somethin', I feel somethin' This song was first teased on January 20, 2024, in “The Button,” the trailer for CHANEL’s Spring-Summer 2024 fashion show. The trailer was written and directed by Dave Free, scored by Kendrick, and “serviced” by ​pgLang. It also starred actresses Margaret Qualley and Anna Mouglalis, and model Naomi Campbell. An extended snippet was teased at the end of Chanel’s fashion show on January 23, 2024. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

[Verse 1] I was born on February 24th, 1970 The day I was delivered, they said I would build a legacy Picture me with influence that last generations I was made out of love to keep you happy and educated The first three letters of the alphabet my name I made you laugh, I made you dance, I made you sing I been around the world and back, you recorded my almanac So dearly way before the fact me and pops was estranged My father was a public figure, bigger than life Lived as a winner, on stages alike Rivers of people surely united, just to see our bond Time carried on, that was a common thread My perfect father had many flaws Still they moved they legs and shook they heads in unison He had more children, I was the oldest We always played with each other 'fore they ruined 'em He told me his personal secrets, childhood catching on beatings Sexually touched and abused, never seen life in a school The price of being iconic was demonic and screwed I stood on stage and had to watch my father on the news Stress on the head of my spirit, I was lost and confused I knew both sides of the story, but still, I couldn't choose See, it was more than humiliation and bein' sued They crucified my affiliation for points to prove And now my purpose for livin' makes no difference to you My total existence was for makin' a smiling move They said that I'll live forever But the moment he died, more accusations arrived I had to die too [Verse 2] I remember takin' my first breath August 28th, 1963 The whole nation had saved the day, I made it on TV My come out was a standing ova', the crowd in disbelief How could a group of words be so great? Designed to make you think Races and faces embracin' my conscience in letter form How gracious was I speakin' on changes once outside the norm? The person responsible, my creator He never conformed or used hatred to form mass retaliation Watch him perform with conviction Two hundred and fifty thousand souls left they homes to listen I gather his thoughts in abundance made to complete the mission His life became heroic, then tables turned My creator stripped from being a poet because he yearned Other women, infidelity stricken, I can't say he was perfect It made me nervous, they tear him down and forget me I prayed that I survived in the midst of the controversy How many lives'll fall on deaf ears if I'm not worthy? I won't justify his personal problems, that's not my job I was only born to make sure your children can play outside And I imagine the other demons he hid before he died If they came to surface, this dream probably won't be alive Because of you [Verse 3] I was born in paranoia, it's poison for us We can't create with joyous ambition, we're out of luck The critics formed a new coalition and huddled up The non-creators are now elated and out of touch Why can't you gladly appreciate the influence we give? Stop starin' at me disgusted, my substance made sure you'd lived You want the head of the messenger and the history from him Which eventually takes away from the good you accustom Think of a life without the likes of imagination that's prosperin' The bodies that you consider genius, you like to box 'em in The great debaters and thinkers, they gave you a voice Why can't you prosecute the crimes and not the thoughts I employ? Because your better judgement will always look down on me But if I recollect how we connect, you'll account on me I got a theory that most of y'all won't allow to see It goes like this, talent doesn't choose morality See, if Daniel Hale was a killer, would you not want a heart? If Carl Benz was a racist, would you stop driving cars? I can't help we jump in these bodies and you called them a God Just know the Earth is just a rock without the voices of art Sincerely yours --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

[Chorus] Wu-Tang Clan, how my angels get up Life on life, tell me how yours set up Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year Hm, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better Crisis, prices, don't tell us T4, blood, check levels Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year Hmm, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better Wu-Tang Clan, how my angels get up Life on life, tell me how yours set up Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year Hm, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better Crisis, prices, don't tell us T4, blood, check levels Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better (Pow, pow pow) [Verse 1] Come here lil' bitch, I ain't done lil' bitch, one on one lil' bitch, ain't nothin' like me Open your eyes for a second, I'm the high-end legend, I'm the guidance that you need Rollin' on sevens on the regular, now I don't think you ready for the revolution that I bring One shot, two shot, three shot, four shot Fountain of youth thought- (Hol' up, pow-pow) Come here lil' bitch, I ain't done lil' bitch, one on one lil' bitch, ain't nothin' like me Open your eyes for a second, I'm the high-end legend, I'm the guidance that you need Rollin' on sevens on the regular, now I don't think you ready for the revolution that I bring One shot, two shot, three shot, four shot Fountain of youth thought like a- [Chorus] Wu-Tang Clan, how my angels get up Life on life, tell me how yours set up Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year Hm, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better Crisis, prices, don't tell us T4, blood, check levels Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better (Pow-pow) [Verse 2] How many y'all go up (Go up) How many y'all don't holler at her all But the energy not like us (Like us) Half of you niggas just suck (They suck) How the fuck niggas still ain't grown up When they thirty-two plus and they live month to month Who would you pick, actin' like they had brunch Nigga I'm disgusted I ain't gotta say that I'm 'bout to move different So I can move different I don't give a fuck if there ten billionaires right here, man, fuck that bitch If I don't know progress myself 'round you Then I don't know what else to know for you And I don't know what else controllin' you Ha, ha, ha, ha [Chorus] Wu-Tang Clan, how my angels get up Life on life, tell me how yours set up Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year I'm better, I'm better, I'm better Crisis, prices, don't tell us T4, blood, check levels Nigga ask me how I'm doin' this year I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better (Pow-pow) [Verse 3] Made lotta money, but it's not for me Might give it all away like Jack Dorsey Every gun been strayed and the babies don't need me Buy more land 'cause we never had land Trust me for blood, and my estate plans I'ma keep it a buck, I'ma five-star brand Killstreaks, 5 links, all plated gold Isolation just to clear my soul Last year, make or break, bad year The evils was around, but didn't last here This is a Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers era song recorded sometime in 2020 that leaked in full online on December 16, 2022. It was likely originally intended for the album at some point but never made it to the released version. The song was later given to Sampha. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

Drake - Evolve (TYF) (So Far Gone II) I do not claim to own rights to this content --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

[Intro: 2Pac (AI)] Killuminati Dons rise again You can see it in my eyes again [Verse 1: 2Pac (AI)] Kendrick, we need ya, the West Coast savior Engraving your name in some hip-hop history If you deal with this viciously You seem a little nervous about all the publicity Fuck this Canadian lightskin, Dot We need a no-debated West Coast victory, man Call him a bitch for me Talk about him likin' young girls, that's a gift from me Heard it on the Budden Podcast, it's gotta be true They told me the spirit of Makaveli is alive In a nigga under 5'5", so it's gotta be you I would beef the whole fuckin' game It was me and Snoop Dogg, had my fuckin' shirt off in the House of Blues K, you gotta fuck this nigga girl, he gotta get abused All that shit 'bout burning tattoos, he is not amused That's jail talk for real thugs, you gotta be you Gotta leave this motherfucker broken and bruised before we really lose You asked for the smoke, now it seem you too busy for the smoke I won't lie, the people confused Now you 'bout to give this shit another week? And fall back so homegirl can run her numbers up? I woulda refused Fuck these industry relationships, she not in your shoes You supposed to be the boogeyman, go do what you do Unless this is a moment that you tell us this not really you In that case, there's nothing left to say, I'll just pass it to Snoop [Verse 2: Snoop Dogg (AI)] Nephew, what the fuck you really 'bout to do? We passed you the torch at the House of Blues And now you gotta do some dirty work, you know how to move, right? Right? I know you never been to jail, orange jumpsuits and shower shoes Never shot nobody, never stabbed nobody Never did nothing violent to no one, it's the homies that empower you But still, you gotta show this fuckin' owl who's boss on the West Now's a time to really make a power move 'Cause right now it's looking like you writin' out the game plan on how to lose How to bark up the wrong tree and then get your head popped in a crowded room World is watching this chess game, but are you out of moves? Dot, you know that the D-O-G never fuckin' doubted you But right now it seem like you posted up without a clue Of what the fuck you 'bout to do [Verse 3: Drake] Yeah, unc', that's the truth I'm definitely 'bout to come around the Lang gang and let my fuckin' bowel move Shittin' on you niggas from a whole different altitude High up in the sky like I'm Howard Hughes The first one really only took me an hour or two The next one is really 'bout to bring out the coward in you But now we gotta wait a fuckin' week 'cause Taylor Swift is your new Top And if you 'bout to drop, she gotta approve This girl really 'bout to make you act like you not in a feud She tailor-made your schedule with Ant, you out of the loop Hate all you corporate industry puppets, I'm not in the mood I love it when you niggas talk loose like I'm not in the room Since "Like That," your tone changed a little, you not as enthused How are you not in the booth? It feel like you kinda removed You tryna let this shit die down, nah, nah, nah Not this time, nigga, you followin' through I guess you need another week to figure out how to improve What the fuck is taking so long? We waitin' on you The rest of y'all are definitely involved, y'all gettin' it too Soon as you get the courage to drop, I'm out on the loose, on the loose [Outro: Drake] Yeah, shout out to Taylor Swift Biggest gangster in the music game right now You know, I moved my album when she dropped, I said that already You know, she 'bout to milli' run through a Milly Rock on your head top, well She got the whole pgLang on mute like that Beyoncé challenge, y'all boys quiet for the weekend, like Dot, I know you're in that NY apartment, you strugglin' right now, I know it In the notepad doing lyrical gymnastics, my boy You better have a motherfuckin' quintuple entendre on that shit Some shit I don't even understand, like That shit better be crazy, we waitin' on you Yeah --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

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[Intro: Travis Scott] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Bridge: Travis Scott] Hilt for the shocker Out the hilt, out the hilt, hilt Out the, off the hilt (Hilt) Jumping out the hilt, they been jumping [Chorus: Travis Scott] On my dick, thirty eight hoes on my dick Is it natural? Wide? Is it thick? Checks in my pocket and my kicks, kicks Took the risk, Rose-gold Patek on my wrist If I pull up, pull up, is it lit? Beepin' by the gate I've been beepin' by the gate, I've been [Verse 1: Travis Scott] Damn, all these stars on my head Okay, it's cool, keep this ice, keep me fresh Chase hit the stu' with me, somethin' I can hear You know I'm James in The Garden, I can't miss Ooh-ooh, I been through it, let me vent I sat back and watch 'em switch up from my side of the fence Old niggas makin' rules, tryna box young Scotty in Live and die just by two codes: love your haters; no new friends Find a way to let it fade from me by the sip Take it down 'til I feel it in my ribs She come right through, then I send her to the crib Then she know, now she know what it is, yeah [Chorus: Travis Scott] On my dick, thirty eight hoes on my dick Is it natural? Wide? Is it thick? Checks in my pocket and my kicks, kicks Took the risk, Rose-gold Patek on my wrist If I pull up, pull up, is it lit? Beepin' by the gate I've been beepin' by the gate, I've been [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Ready to go my nigga? They call me the biggest, woo (M-M-M) Black Jordans out in Paris (Paris) A white McLaren, bad bitches out in Dallas (Dallas) Is my companion you lookin' for Jordan? [...] [Verse 3: Luxury Tax 50] [...] beat (Straight facts) Since I beat up the beat, like I'm Chase B (Damn facts) North Side refugee, BPI-certified […] --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

[Verse] Rock band on me, what is there left to say? Get back lil' bro, and I put that on the gang, let's get it Get back, 100 bands, yeah, get a tax, hoe No face, all ass, fuck you throwin' shade for? Punk shit, this a moshpit, don't get punched, bitch Big sell, off the laptop, I'm eating lunch, shit I just left my girl, she been on her "do too much" shit Hot sauce titties, lil' baby, where's the function? Fuck niggas all around me, I'm not toxic Got too many foes that I don't trust, you in my top six Fuck did you think? I'm in her spleen, yeah When I'm with gang, I leave you in vein, we treat 'em the same (Yeah) All of us pop shit, we on that squad shit, Louis V rockеt, know how we rockin' Your bitch generic, my Hallе Berry, one of 'em married She famous dick-hoppin' If you bring around me, think your bitch gon' wanna stay Murder scene in the pussy and I put that on the gang, let's get it “100 Bands” is an unreleased song previewed by Baby Keem on July 5, 2021 after the full song leaked three days prior. This song was previewed along with “Impatient” on his Instagram story. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

[Chorus] Liquor turnin' me into a mess I can feel it burnin' in my chest But I know it's only for the best I know love comes wit' a catch If I give you my heart, give it back You threw my heart in the trash I was lookin' for it, found in the trash can Layin' right next to your last mans, how did that happen? [Verse] You think I'm gettin' high by choice? You think I'm gettin' drunk by choice? I have no choice, it's feelin' like I have no voice This ain't real love, it's just a decoy Tell your best friend, “Don't mention me, whore” She ain't even seen me before I need real love, I need rеal drugs, I need more You could catch me at the dеvil's front door What the fuck I gotta run for? Why the fuck I gotta gun for then? Heartbreak, I can't afford it I'm just tryna' pay my mom's mortgage [Bridge] Let me count my commas Ain't tryna deal with the drama Save it for your mama Waking up, thinkin' 'bout dollars Heartbreak in my ears, still tryna' holler [Chorus] Liquor turnin' me into a mess I can feel it burnin' in my chest But I know it's only for the best I know love comes wit' a catch If I give you my heart, give it back You threw my heart in the trash I was lookin' for it, found in the trash can Layin' right next to your last mans, how did that happen? [Open Verse] [Bridge] Let me count my commas Ain't tryna deal with the drama Save it for your mama Waking up, thinkin' 'bout dollars Heartbreak in my ears, still tryna' holler [Chorus] Liquor turnin' me into a mess I can feel it burnin' in my chest But I know it's only for the best I know love comes wit' a catch If I give you my heart, give it back You threw my heart in the trash I was lookin' for it, found in the trash can Layin' right next to your last mans, how did that happen? [Open Bridge] [Chorus] Liquor turnin' me into a mess I can feel it burnin' in my chest But I know it's only for the best I know love comes wit' a catch If I give you my heart, give it back You threw my heart in the trash I was lookin' for it, found in the trash can Layin' right next to your last mans, how did that happen? --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean] My girl made him wait 'til the hours of the night Then hit you with the, "You know it's mid, right?" Can't be on time for the free rides Can't be my type, I'm a low life Crammed in some time, now I'm your whole life Can't make those calls in the low light Are you ready to go? We gon' be waitin' in line Yeah you look good, would I fuck? Yeah Did I? Almost Back home with that, almost Back home with that, next time Bags with all that Rally's in 'em Trades with all the valley (Come on!) Top chopped down like blades came through the valley Freeway [Chorus: Frank Ocean] Despite our history Somewhere in your nights, you're stuck when you think of me Despite the life I lead All this life in me Spirits watch me, pants down Can't be 'barrassed of it I feel their smiles on me (Smiles on me) I feel their smiles on me (Smile on me) I feel their smiles on me (Lens on me right now) Oh yeah, oh yeah [Verse 2: Frank Ocean] Throw team on back like I tatted the Mariah (Know I got some sins on me) Then get the scream mask for the vert ride (Ridin') Weed smoke in the sky, picture what I'm realizin' (Got some sins on me) Ain't seen rainbows in the sky since college This thing won't last unless we're both lyin' (Both lyin') Fake flowers, no water needed Real life drowned by the weekend No wins, call it timeless No ends 'cause you're timeless (Timeless!) [Chorus: Frank Ocean] Despite our history Somewhere in your nights, you're stuck when you think of me Despite the life I lead All this life in me (All this life) Spirits watch me, pants down Can't be 'barrassed of it I feel their smiles on me (On me, on me, on me) I feel their smiles on me I feel their smiles on me [Bridge: Frank Ocean] Lionel got a lens, Janet got a lens Matthew got a lens on me right now, yeah Cleve got a lens, Kevin got a lens Know I got some sins on me right now On me On me, on me On me, on me On me, on me On me, on me On me, on me --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message

Travis Scott - MY EYES (Frank Ocean AI) --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/olekkk13/message