Daniel Craig To Miss Two Weeks After Ankle Surgery Following ‘Bond 25’ Accident; Release Date Stays Put


Daniel Craig will undergo "minor" ankle surgery resulting from an accident on the set of the new James Bond movie, producers said Wednesday. He will miss two weeks of production on Bond 25, but shooting will continue and his absence won't delay the film's planned April 3 release date.
Craig is, of course, back as Bond. In April, the Bond 25 team revealed key cast and production details from Jamaica, confirming Rami Malek, Ana de Armas, Lashana Lynch, Billy Magnussen, David Dencik and Dali Benssalah to star. Returning franchise cast members include Ralph Fiennes, Lea Seydoux, Naomie Harris, Jeffrey Wright, Rory Kinnear and Ben Whishaw.
The mission to rescue a kidnapped scientist turns out to be far more treacherous than expected, leading Bond onto the trail of a mysterious villain armed with dangerous new technology. The plot for the untitled film finds Bond relaxing in Jamaica when his old friend Felix Leiter (Wright) from the CIA turns up asking for help.
News of the injury emerged this month, when production in Jamaica was delayed after Craig reportedly was hurt while filming an action sequence. for treatment, throwing off the production schedule that next was headed to Pinewood in the UK. According to reports, he was flown to the U.S.
Additional writers on the script include Neil Purvis, Robert Wade, Scott Z Burns and Phoebe Waller-Bridge.” /> Cary Joji Fukunaga is the writer-director.

​iLoveMakonnen – I REMEMBER Lyrics

I just once was a young boy, on the fuckin’ corner
Sellin’ all this dope from Atlanta to California
And now I brought it back all the way to the West
Cuz them niggas in the East said that I was one of the best
So I’m like, let me go, see if the rumors true
When I step off in the room, niggas be mad at who? I just, think about all my past times
Get on these fuckin’ tracks and make these words rhyme
I don’t even sell no dimes, cause I do not have no time
But I used to reminisce when me and my homies was on the grind
All the time, tryna shine cause we need them new things
Now a boy got pinky rings, switching lanes with 6 chains
I don’t even give a fuck, used to have a black truck
All the way in zip codes that I do not go no mo
Oh shit, I got shows every motherfuckin’ weekend
Me and my best friends ain’t fuckin’ speakin
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Got friends from down under arrivin’ in the morning
Tell ’em that Makonnen is the best thing goin
Worldwide, now you know it, finally I can show it
Young boy in the city lookin’ like I’m fuckin’ growin’
All the way with the moon, ocean sun when it be snowin
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I don’t know how I got it, I’m so thankful for the flowin’
My friends, once again, when they come back around
I remember all night, we was sellin’ that brown
To some motherfuckin’ junkies, I was actin’ like a monkey
Swingin’ off them god damn trees
Makin’ hunnid of them things
All damn night with the white, now a nigga barely see
Any type of fuckin’ drugs, who the fuck is me? When I step in studios, niggas tryna sound like who, now
God damn, I ride around in black fuckin’ coupes now
Don’t even need to pick it up
Nigga come deliver me
Feel like i’m dominos the way they fucking playing me
Oh shit is a game
Nigga love my last name
Girls want my last name
I switch them with my last game
Hit em with some new shit
Like how the fuck he do it
I remember being in church staring at the pool pissed
Like goddamn that water could make me feel stronger
Then i see that preacher daughter get killed by a gang banger
On the fucking corner and em girls was out here singing songs
Bout sweet jesus and how he was gon come back home
Put my whole family on as they fucking waiting
Niggas on the east side out here still hating
Cause they know that i’m great when i’m came from the south
Now i’m hottest in the north ain’t shit else to talk bout
I’m like damn Uncle Sam who the fuck is donald trump
These niggas done fucked up
Presidents be going up
Now the life in america is all about the money have no time for no jokes
Man ain’t seeing shit funny when my friends fucking dying and drugs fucking colliding everyday in communities
Bitches wanna do me
Niggas out here shooting bullets when we riding pass i’m like oh shit what happened i forgot about my dad
Cause that nigga did me wrong way back in ‘96 now i’m feeling like a bad dog
Looking like michael vick
Out here switching fucking teams can’t find my fucking path
I’m on the fucking road feeling so damn glad
That i have fucking twice another day at life
I remember last week when i felt like a bum
Shit be fucking popping now like a nigga is bubble gum
I remember being so broke i couldn’t afford no bubble yum
Now i’m see now and laters riding around in the latest jaguars supercars saying i’m a super star
And my mom came to my release
Thank god for warner but
Man i never swore that i would leave california
When i was young i felt dumb thought i had to be gang banging
Out here fucking slanging drugs but now all these songs i’m singing
I can’t think about no hook
History about these books all i know is fucking dope fiends and a few crooks that fucking switch they ways off in the usa
Now i feel like gps when i’m using that waze
In the app i can snap on any fucking rap but a nigga hate on me at the same time give me dap
I used to be a young fool now i’m feeling smarter
Goddamn thank god im feeling like a scholar
Didn’t go to college unless it was for beauty
Now the girls love me they want me out in movies
I done sign a stupid deal with a new agency
Hope they put me on a fucking tv show on channel E
Goddamn i’m entertaining oh shit ain’t complaining
Cause the money that i’m making is enough to buy jamaica uh
I love it but sometimes i dont uh
I think i’ll stay but sometimes i won’t
I swear that i should leave what’s is up my sleeve
Everybody hating, hating on me
So i fly all the time when i look at the moon
I remember being home making songs in my room
But now i fly all the time and i stare at the moon
I remember when i was young making songs in my room
But now i fly all the time and i stare at the moon
I remember making all these songs back in my room
But now i fly all the time and i stare at the moon
I remember making songs in my room
With my dogs little two pit bulls
Man one of them just died i swear this shit ain’t cool
I been hurting so bad i can’t even call my dad
Thank god i got my mom hope that she ain’t feeling sad
Bout them rumors going round in the town
What they saying that i’m fucking new asian that i’m looking like satan
All i’m doing is K and the coke all night
I’m like momma no i’m not but she know i sold that white
So it might not sound to fucking far fetch
Plus you losing all this weight
Man you looking kinda sick
I’m like man no i’m not i be running in the morning
I’m practicing for the world stage so i can put a show on that is as good as beyoncé
Look for my fiancé
Retire off this rap shit
Chillin in a bungalow
Goddamn dont need no hoes
I just need the fucking cash
I remember being broke couldn’t afford fucking the dash
That’s the of us that be riding on western ave
I remember being down there crying for my dad
He like fuck you im leaving
I was out there weeping
Now i’m the man from akron to Cleveland
And beyond doing songs you know i can fucking snap
I be out here looking in the audience waiting for claps
But these niggas don’t give me claps
They just give me stank eye
So i’ve hit them with that whip
Cook that chicken one time
Now your girl said she wanna meet a kid backstage
I know what she really want just to hit it backstage and fuck around and break a condom so she could have my child and when a nigga fall off she said that i ain’t shit now
But i never will fall off cause i never got on
I’m the same little kid making songs in my room
Now when i fucking fly i just stare at the room at the moon in my room
At the same time im feeling like a bride and a groom
Why won’t somebody come and marry me
I been smoking all night i should fucking pay the fee to the goddamn smokers club weight i be be going up
Goddamn nobody fuck with me since i haven’t been going up on a fucking tuesday but i got new news today
I can make plenty songs slow it down anyway
All in the usa they know that i’m leaving soon
I remember making songs staring at the moon in my room
Now when i fly i just stare at the moon cause i remember making songs in my room
Now when i fly i just stare at the moon
Cause i remember being alone
Just making these songs in my room
Making these songs in my room
I remember being alone in my room
Starting at the moon

Migos – Intro Lyrics

[Intro: Takeoff]
My weed from Jamaica, my money older than Sega
Bust it open, then wait up, tell m, work out, then re-up
[Hook: Takeoff]
My diamonds sparkling, I be like the sargent
Pull up in the Astin Martin, leave in a Burperry carpet
Migo the label, but no no playing with paper
My shirt tiger striped, my shoes aligater
With the plug, never see it
Wip them chickens and pidgens, cokina and midgets, touch it, I flip it
[Verse 1: Takeoff]
I remembered in school, teacher talkin bout history
I was tryna make history, up in that house in Beverly
I just called my jeweller, tell him bring me my rolly
In that muscle car, 12 pull me over for flexin
[Verse 2: Quavo]
I got sweet and sour chicken, lemon, go get me some beef
I got soldiers in the streets, I’m commander and chief
When the Js hit the dope, I bet those nose bleed
I got a plug from Mixico, and one plug that’s chinese
Bad bitch on my team, do whatever I please
Thick thais, brown eyes, she finesse you with eze
Think the jeweller got me sick, a chew, I sneez
Someone get me a key, I’ll just rest in peace
Last nigga try to jump, left him deceased
Then we dumped him in the river, body still won’t be seen
[Verse 3: Offset]
I’m a cool individual, selling dope, that’s my principle
Young like the siminals, baking soda a chemical
I done made it out vakent, had to lie on David
Keep the pistol like Peet, and keep the knife like I’m Jason
I ain’t Gigga for nothing, tell m fishing for money
Gotta bumblebee building, me and my crew, that’s some hundreds
Took the truck to Bahamas, pick the plug up from London
I be sellin so many fishes, call me Offset Benny Hanna
And the 9 is my ratchet, trappin and stampin on matress
Singing Tony Braxtin, and they all wet like napkins
Biggest bitches, I’m cravin, got that dope, so come taste it
No, my swag is not basic, pull up with a strap, no laces

Sean Paul & David Guetta – Mad Love (feat. Becky G)

[Intro: Becky G]
Jiggle up yuh body
Jiggle up yuh sinting
[Pre-Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G]
Love me, love me like that
Love me like we ain’t never let go (How you mean?)
Love me, love me like that
Poco poco, muy, muy lento (Zeen!)
Take your time and do it just like we were in Jamaica or New York (Woop, woop, woop, woop)
Love me, love me like that
Love me, give me some mad love
[Chorus: Becky G]
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Love me, give me some mad love
[Verse 1: Sean Paul & Becky G]
Baby girl cau’ me lovin’ how your body fat
Gimme some a dat
Lovin’ how your booty pop when the beat drop
Come in my baby when you do it is a wrap
Love the energy when you fling it up back
Steppin’ in gyal you pepparin’, you ever look hot
Epic win gyal, you know say you never yet flop
I know I see weh mi wah fi attack
Mi eye deh ‘pon she, precise and exact
[Pre-Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G]
Good lord, girl, yuh going so hard (Woo)
Girl your legs look the best when I’m spreadin’ the two apart
(Oh, yeah yeah yeah)
Good lord, why you going so hard? Ain’t it good enough for you
You ready break down my guard (Bing, bing, bing)
Love me, love me like that
Love me like we ain’t never let go (Let go)
Love me, love me like that
Poco poco, muy, muy lento
Take your time and do it just like we were in Jamaica or New York
(Bidi, bang, bang, bang)
Love me, love me like that
Love me, give me some mad love
[Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G]
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Love me, give me some mad love (Bidi, bang, bang, bang)
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Love me, give me some mad love (Woop, woop, woop, woop) Mi hear you body callin’
[Pre-Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G]
Good lord, girl, yuh going so hard (Woo, woo, woo)
Girl your legs look the best when I’m spreadin’ the two apart
(Oh, yeah yeah yeah)
Good lord, why you makin’ it so hard? (Do it, girl)
Boy, I’m tryna to be good but you’re making me be so bad
(Bidi, bang, bang, bang)
Love me, love me like that
Love me like we ain’t never let go (How you mean?)
Love me, love me like that
Poco poco, muy, muy lento (Zeen!)
Take your time and do it just like we were in Jamaica or New York (Woop, woop, woop, woop)
Love me, love me like that
Love me, give me some mad love
[Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G]
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Love me, give me some mad love (Bidi bang)
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
Watch the tempo, watch the tempo (Woop, woop, woop, woop)
Love me, give me some mad love (Bidi, bang, bang, bang)
[Verse 2: Sean Paul & Becky G]
Spin like a propeller you a da in ting
Spin my girl, cau’ you know how to swing
Jiggle up your body, Jiggle up di sinting
Unquestionable you a run the sinting
Stepping in, ’bout to get it but you ever look hot
I’m the queen, boy, you know that you never yet flop
Are yoy ready fi a night of loving wid the stamina king?

Shenseea Eyes Pop Music Plans To Expand Her Brand

“So for me, actually going in that direction I think I will have a great impact as well. Rihanna started her career as a reggae-pop artist before broadening her career as a full-fledged pop artist and today she is one of the biggest pop stars in history and one of the most influential women in music and fashion currently. The single will be released on all digital platforms in the coming days and the video will also make its debut on the same day. Shenseea eyes a career as an international pop star. Jamaica produced the most music per capita in the world and dancehall is currently expanding into markets globally like never before. Shenseea and Her Son Featured In New Commercial Nicki Minaj also injects a bit of patois in some of her music from time to time. “By next year I want to be international, and when I say that, I don’t mean just as a dancehall artiste, but an international pop star who incorporates the dancehall culture and my accent while majoring in pop music, because that is my first love,” Shenseea said. And this whole production is a step towards it … (the) video is loud on a different level,” the “Loodi” deejay said. The young dancehall hitmaker has been seeing a steady climb in her career under the stewardship of Romiech but she is far from complacent. Shenseea is currently getting ready to release her first pop single “Love I Got For U.” The track was produced by Miami-based producers Unified Pacific Entertainment and she recently shot the video with director Jason ‘Jay Will’ Williams. In fact, some of the biggest hip hop and pop songs of the last two years are of dancehall origins, so when Shenseea says she wants to expand her brand into pop, she may be on to something. Related Posts

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Dancehall Artist Harry Toddler Robbed And Gun Butt

Over the last few months, dancehall artists Mineral Boss and Unicorn were shot and killed in separate incidents in Jamaica. The local entertainment fraternity is currently on edge over the targeting of artists. He said that the men took US$500, JM$30,000, a laptop, phones, and his passport. Following the murder of two dancehall artists in recent weeks, former Scare Dem Crew deejay Harry Toddler was robbed at gunpoint over the holidays. Harry Toddler is the latest dancehall artist to fall victim to the crime wave gripping Jamaica. Toddlers says he doesn’t care about the cash, but is more interested in getting back his passport so that he can travel to fulfill his contractual obligations overseas as an entertainer. The artist broke the news on social media last weekend telling his fans that he was held up by two gunmen in the Tower Hill area of ST. Related Posts

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Harry Toddler – Memories [Music Video] The artist said the money was for his daughters who are living overseas. “If the man them can just run back the passport and the laptop, I don’t care about the money,” he said. Andrew. He also said that he has a bunch of unreleased music on the stolen laptop and is pleading with criminals to return the computer and his passport. “Jah know star as a artist mi can’t even move around in my own country,” he added.

Shaggy and Wyclef Jean Performing At Stone Love Anniversary Show: Watch

The former Fugees frontman is currently in Jamaica for a big performance at the upcoming benefit concert Shaggy & Friends set for January 6 on the lawns of Jamaica House in Kingston. The show saw an all-star lineup including performances from I-Octane, Mavado, Sizzla, and Aidonia. Shaggy and Wyclef Jean took the stage together last weekend at Stone Love Anniversary concert 2017. During his set, Shaggy called out his surprised guest Wyclef who was met with loud cheers from the audience. Now you can get an idea of whats to come from this clip of Wyclef and Shaggy performing at the 2017 Stone Love Anniversary concert. Related Posts

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Shaggy Launched New Clothing Line ‘Rae Town Apparel’ The group cemented their place in hip hop as one of the greatest rap groups of all-time. “Listen ya’ll looking at me as Wyclef the Haitian, but I was raised with the Jamaicans, you don’t believe because am a true MC,” Wyclef sings before spitting some lyrics in Spanish, French and Japanese. You will have a chance to see the legendary singer live this weekend at Shaggy & Friends benefit concert. Clef is one of the most recognized names in music out of the Caribbean. He shot to fame in the 90s as one third of the Fugees which comprised of Lauryn Hill and Pras.

LA Lewis Breaks Silence Viral ‘Equal Rights’ Video “Yes It’s Me”

“So she and her friend kick off (had a falling out) and her friend get her phone and drop some video, but we not f**** any batty and we not killing anybody and we not doing any child molesting and we not badminding people, the only thing we doing is making f**** money.”
LA Lewis isn’t shying away from saying that he is the one in the viral video and is now saying that since the video was released his bookings and his following has significantly increased. Earlier this week a video that has since gone viral surfaced on social media show a man closely resembling the enigmatic dancehall deejay. Related Posts

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The dancehall artists is not shying away from the cameras and is not in hiding contrary to some reports in the media. It is all about pleasing you partner. “Me support the lifestyle, and as me say, a whole heap a top man a dweet. “When yo have your real woman and you know your a gallis after a while you know your going to make love to your woman you understand,” Lewis said. A nuff time me get it and me partner used to ask me back fa and me na dweet, but me decide to dweet now.”
LA Lewis also reinforced his popular opinion that he is the most influential artist in Jamaica outside of Vybz Kartel and Ninja Man. Now that he has confirmed that he is the one in the picture, LA Lewis is dismissing allegations that its a publicity stunt to gain more followers. “I deliberately leggo the picture not as a publicity stunt, but to let Jamaican man dem know that a modern time now and dem have to leggo off a the foolishness and stop hide,” La Lewis added.

Ninjaman Sentenced To Life In Prison For Murder Conviction

He started out as a DJ on famous sound systems like Black Culture and Killamanjaro from age 14 under the name Double Ugly. He also worked with producers like Ini Kamoze, Philip “Fatis” Burrell, Steely & Clevie, Bobby Digital, and King Jammy. Between the 1980s and 90s, Ninja has already built a name for himself in dancehall as a lyrical prowess with a gift of spitting lyrics on the spot with or without a beat. He was born in Annotto Bay, Jamaica, on January 20, 1966, but moved to Kingston as a youngster. Ninjaman, his son Janiel Ballentine, and Dennis Clayton were sentenced to life in prison with hard labor. Ninjaman’s sentencing was originally set for last Friday but was delayed until Monday after a character witness and one of the defendant’s attorneys were unable to be in court. That branding leads him to give up dancehall for a short while to become a gospel artist using the name Brother Desmond. The men got into a domestic dispute over a kitchen space at a house on Marl Road where the main witness was the landlord. The dancehall legend has maintained his innocence and has indicated following the trial that he will likely appeal the conviction. By the Mid-80s, Ninjaman found a few hits and started producing songs for himself and started working with other artists like Super Cat and Early B. The dancehall legend claimed he is innocent, but a seven-member jury unanimously found him and the two others guilty of the murder when the trial concluded on November 20, 2017. A Jamaican high court judge handed down the harsh prison sentence on Monday in the Home Circuit court in Kingston. The witness told the court that Ninja also fired two shots at him but he managed to escape the gunfire and ran for his life. The dancehall icon sat stoned-faced in court as the judge handed down the harsh sentencing. His son Janiel and friend Dennis Clayton were also given life imprisonment and will be eligible for parole in 15 years. But in the mid-1990s he came under fire for his hardcore gun lyrics and was blamed for fueling crime in Jamaica with his music. Ninjaman will be age 76 before he is eligible for a parole hearing which is not always guaranteed. Both the witness and the lawyer representing Clayton were in court on Monday for the sentencing. He later changed his name to Ninjaman and started recording music in the early 1980s. In case your wondering why he received a harsher sentencing than his two co-accused, the prosecution main witness, who is now in witness protection, identified Ninjaman as the man who pulled the trigger to kill his friend Ricardo Johnson on Marl Road on that fateful day in March 2009. Ninjaman and his two co-accused were found guilty of the murder of Ricardo Johnson, aka Ricky Trooper, who cops say was gunned down on March 16, 2009, on Marl Road, Kingston 13. Ninjaman, whose real name is Desmond Ballentine, will have to serve 25 years in prison before being eligible for parole. RELATED: Ninjaman Thinks He Was Given An Unfair Trial Like Vybz Kartel
Ninjaman is one of the most iconic names in dancehall’s history with over close to four decades as an active artist under his belt.

Vybz Kartel Hit Single “Mhm Hm” Has Its Own Mobile Game

Vybz Kartel hit song “Mhm Hm” is showing no signs of slowing down. Last week an android mobile game popped up on the Google Play store and its growing in popularity after Vybz Kartel fans started sharing it on social media. Some fans have been inquiring if Vybz Kartel is behind the mobile app, but so far the anonymous creator has not come forward. Vybz Kartel scored one of the biggest dancehall hits of the year with “Mhm Hm” and now the song got its own mobile game. Some local grocery shots have even started selling “Mhm Hm” packages which consist of all the ingredients prepackaged. The song was released in September and has since clocked over 8 million combined views on YouTube. The app is titled “Mhm Buck Up Inna” and features a character with Kartel’s face that you can use to go through stages of the game and catch different items for points including the items he deejay about in the song such as suppligen, peanut, and oats. The concept of the single inspired a massive surge in sales of Suppligen, oats, peanuts, Guinness, and other related products used to make a popular punch in Jamaica. Sources inside the Gazanation told us that Kartel is not behind the app and he himself is interested in knowing who is behind it.

Sean Kingston Feeds Homeless In Kingston For Thanksgiving

I do it every year because Mama Kingston loves to give back.”
Sean Kingston is currently touring the US and Canada for his Made in Jamaica tour which supports his latest mixtape Made In Jamaica, released earlier this year. Mama Kingston said she has been doing this for the past decade in Florida and California. “We brought 500 plates and they ran out, and I had to get more,” she said. Last year I did it with Soulja Boy and Tyga. Sean Kingston says that he will be spending the holiday at his newly purchased home in Jamaica with his family. Sean Kingston is now living in Jamaica but he is still celebrating some American holidays and for Thanksgiving last week Thursday, the “Beautiful Girl” singer and his mother took to the streets of Kingston to dish out some hot meals to the homeless in Jamaica’s capital. “We did Florida for four years, California for six years and now, for the first time, Jamaica,” Janice said. Sean Kingston is getting a lot of praise for feeding homeless people in Kingston on Thanksgiving day. “Knowing that Jamaica doesn’t really celebrate Thanksgiving, it’s something new,” Kingston said. The singer’s mother Janice ‘Mama Kingston’ Turner said she spent all day cooking up some classic Jamaican dishes like curry chicken, oxtail, jerk chicken and more. “I always give back in the States, and I feel like bringing it back to my home, my culture, my country is something dope.

Alkaline Cast Fatboy SSE In “Pretty Girl Team” Video: Watch

Alkaline made headlines today for a different reason, his beef with longtime rival Tommy Lee Sparta. The two deejays have been going in on each other on Instagram since last night and now some dancehall fans are calling it a publicity stunt to bring more attention to their music. The Vendetta “Pretty Girl Team” eventually win the match but all the ladies on both sides win in my eyes because they are all banging. Tweet
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Fatboy SSE stars in Alkaline new video “Pretty Girl Team.”
The social media personality has been in Jamaica over the past week doing a number of projects that he is working on. Watch Alkaline new video “Pretty Girl Team” below. Seems one of the gigs he did in reggae land was a roll in Alkaline new video for his dancehall banger “Pretty Girls Team.” The Young Chang-directed cut features Fatboy and Alkaline going up against each other with their all girls football teams. The cut starts out with the Instagram star warming up his ladies while Alka strolls into the ball park like a real boss.

Vanessa Bling On Cardi B Cosign “She always support my music”

She posted a pic of herself yesterday in Jerusalem praying. The “Bodak Yellow” rapper was in Jamaica last week shooting a new music video with Rvssian and doing some recording for her upcoming album. Bling has been touring extensively Europe and Africa over the past couple of weeks and so far she said the journey has been great. I love how she never give up and always kept pushing for greatness.”
Cardi B is currently working on a collaboration with Vanessa Bling’s former mentor Vybz Kartel. A post shared by DancehallHipHop (@dancehallhiphop) on Nov 7, 2017 at 11:05am PST She’s a real girl and I’m glad for her. Shortly after getting her ring, Cardi B posted a video showing off her 8-karat rock while listening to Vanessa Bling 2011 dancehall banger “Everything Fi Hold Him.” Bardi got a lot of shoutout from her Jamaican fan base for posting the clip and now she is getting some major props from Vanessa Bling herself. #cardib endorses #vanessabling #dancehall? Now am here DEAR LORD I THANK YOU,” she wrote. Tweet
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Cardi B gave Vanessa Bling a big cosign last month when Offset drop a half a million dollar engagement ring on her finger. “I rate her and love how she’s a true hustler. “Today is a happy day for me #Jerusalem this is where my Father was put to rest I only see this place on TV Christmas time. Do you think Cardi B and Vanessa Bling should work on a collaboration? “Cardi B always support my music even before she buss and get big in the music business,” Bling said.

Watch Vybz Kartel “Mhm Hm” Video

Since round the end of the summer this year, Kartel released more than a dozen new singles, but this is a fan favorite. He also released another video for his single “Don’t Come Back.”
Vybz Kartel received some criticisms over the summer from some dancehall fans for not releasing enough new music. “Mhm Hm” received close to 3.5 million views on YouTube in the first month of being released, clocking roughly 1 million views per week. Tweet
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Vybz Kartel drop three music videos this weekend but perhaps the most anticipated of all of them is “Mhm Hm.”
The single went viral following its released last month and triggered a massive sales boast for oatmeal, peanuts and Suppligen in Jamaica, that’s the power of Vybz Kartel. The cut was directed by Dameon Gayle of Terminal 4 Media. Now that he has responded to fans plea for more new material, they can’t get enough.

Yanique Curvy Diva responds To Christian Backlash

Barrett says that this is not the first time that the Christian community is turning its attention towards her. Tweet
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Yanique ‘Curvy Diva’ Barrett is defending herself amidst growing backlash from the Christian community. The dancehall deejay/TV host has been getting some hear from Christians who are calling on her to change her lifestyle. I have a relationship with God. In her defense, she is simply asking for a word of prayer rather than more judgments. I go to Church, but it’s not even about going to Church, it’s more about having a relationship with God. “They are too hard, and sometimes things nuh called for. “Is weh dem know bout me and God.”
The Curvy Diva added that the not because she is a sex symbol means that she is lacking morals doesn’t have a relationship with god. I grew up Adventist, so regardless of being a dancehall artiste, I’ll always have that connection with God. She said regardless of the criticism, she will maintain her faith in god. I pray before I go on a dancehall stage, and knowing that I have a relationship where I can call on God is more important to me than saying I’m a Christian or not.”
Yanique ‘Curvy Diva’ Barrett is currently getting ready to release the music video for her debut single “Lifestyle.” The video was shot in Jamaica last month and will premiere on Dancehallhiphop.com sometime soon. “Sometimes, they just need to give me a break,” she added. “I had on clothes so for them to go so hard and tell me I need to find Jesus is too much,” she said.

Sean Paul Visits Buju Banton In Prison Says Greatness Is Coming

BARE JOKE AN SERIOUS DISCUSSIONS ASWELL!!! KEEPING FIT AN EATING HEALTHY!!! The Grammy-winning reggae star was sentenced to 10 years for a drug trafficking conviction in South Florida. He said the reggae legend is in great spirit and sends shoutouts to all his fans. “He is in great spirits and him a tell everybody say 12 months time and you can expect greatness again. Buju Banton has just over a year more to serve his prison term and will be released at the end of next year. A post shared by SEAN PAUL (@duttypaul) on Oct 1, 2017 at 11:00pm PDT Legend!”
Sean Paul has been a close friend of Buju Banton for years and has visited him in prison more than once since his incarceration in 2011. #GREATNESS #ICON ????????????????#FREEBUJU ?????#MADPEOPLETINGDEYSHOULDKNO RRR!!! Big up Buju Banton! This week, Sean Paul visited the McRae Correctional Institution in Georgia where Buju is being housed and sat down for a chat with the Grammy-winning singer. HAS NOT BROKEN!!! @bujuofficial IT WAS GOOD 2 C U MY G!!! Him say fi hail up everybody. TEACHING CLASSES @ TIMES 2 INMATES!!! Big up Jamaica. RRR!!! “Today I went to check Buju Banton the great legend,” SP said. SPENT 3HOURS TALKING WITH HIM!!! He appealed the conviction several times over the past years but lost each on of them until he eventually gave up and opted to serve out his sentence. All who doing good and doing bad. Big up uno self. TweetShare
Sean Paul visited Buju Banton in prison earlier this week and returned with a simple message from the Gargamel, greatness is coming. STILL VERRY FOCUSED!!!

Watch Kyla & Popcaan New Video “You Ain’t Mine”

Kyla career has been blowing up since last year when Drake sampled her 2008 funky single “Do You Mind?” for his dancehall banger “One Dance.” That track was one of the biggest song on the planet last year and could go down as one of the biggest hits of both their careers. The track has been doing well among dancehall fans overseas since it’s release earlier this month. The Philippines singer travels to Jamaica recently to shoot the video with director Lil Internet. R&B singer Kyla travels to Jamaica to link up with her collaborator Popcaan for the “You Ain’t Mine” video. The cut shows some breathtaking video of the island mountain side and the ocean. Her newest hit “You Ain’t Mine” is with dancehall great Popcaan and we will be watching this track closely to see how well is does. Some local dancers also show off their dance moves. This marks the second time that the R&B singer is working with the Unruly Boss. The clip starts out with Kyla showing off her banging body before linking up with Popcaan later in the night.

Khago Refuses To Evacuate Florida Home Amidst Hurricane Irma

Dancehall star Khago has refused to evacuate his South Florida home amidst hurricane Irma barreling down on the state.

Some 5 million people are under evacuation warning in the South Florida area with the powerful storm closing in. Millions have evacuated their homes but there are still some folks who are staying home to ride out the storm. Currently, the hurricane is fluctuating between a category 3 and 4 as it leaves the tip of Cuba barreling towards Florida. Khago, who lives in Jamaica for most of his life, says he is just not leaving.

“Mi cyah leave mi pickney dem, so let God’s will done,” Khago said. “If I drive to New York and the storm comes there, am I going to drive to Boston? Then if it comes there, am I going to drive to Maryland? We are at the starting point, so after us, it will go to other places.” The dancehall deejay says if he is leaving Florida, Jamaica is the only place that he would want to go, but no more flights are leaving out of the Sunshine state.

“I would love to drive out and go to someplace safe yes, but Jamaica mi would want to go, and no plane not flying,” the deejay added. The deejay says that he also take steps to protect his home and also helped some of his elderly neighbors get ready for the storm. Aside from riding out storms, Khago is currently working on some new music due in the coming weeks.

Island girls – Hood Celebrityy feat. Cardi B lyrics

Lyrics Hood Celebrityy – Island Girls

Island girls
Wha ya know about island girls?
Island girls
Mi wanna tell ya ’bout island girls
Island giiirls
Guy, wha ya know about island giiirls?
Island giiirls
Lemme tell ya ’bout island giiirls.

No one can wind like my island girl
Act like a fly, that’s my island girl
Poppin’ champagne with my island girl
Come fly away to my island, girl.

Spanish gyal, me a dem freaky
Jamaicans, take ya man easy
Chinese gyals, they may talk to ta freely
Aye Hatian gyals, they may give it to you nasty
Trini giiirls, they love di body
Trini giiirls, they love to party
African giiirls, them all to party
African giiirls, them wan all di money
Whatever we do, tell nobody
Island giiirls like to have fun and party
Dress wit no panties
Gonna get a little bit nasty
Like right now
Like right now
Like right now
Like right now.

Island giiirls
Wha ya know about island giiirls?
Island giiirls
Mi wanna tell ya ’bout island giiirls
Island giiirls
Guy, wha ya know about island giiirls?
Island giiirls
Lemme tell ya ’bout island giiirls.

Island girl, island girl
Me a true Dominican girl, darling girl
My shi den kin a face up, bilingual
Watch me, no follow me
Rok, me no follow gyal
Me no
Me no
Me no, me no follow gyal
Watch dem a follow me
But me no follow gyal
Spill on the tip but me never give no time to chance it
Come to the coast to pay it my take
Gyal to expect us to ooh she can’t fix.

No one can wind like my island girl
Act like a fly, that’s my island girl
Poppin’ champagne with my island girl
Come fly away to my island, girl.

Time where?
Oh come air
Everything I got is all for you
Dem Haitian giiirls make me say ay, ay, ay
And you know it’s true
Oh yeah versuri-lyrics.info
All my island giiirls (all my island giiirls)
Yeah you know you run the world (you know you run the world)
The Caribbean giiirls (The Caribbean giiirls)
You know you run the world (you know you run the world)
Jamaica
Alize
Diana
Dominican
Got Cuba
Barbados
Antigua
Incinca.

Island giiirls
Wha ya know about island giiirls?
Island giiirls
Mi wanna tell ya ’bout island giiirls
Island giiirls
Guy, wha ya know about island giiirls?
Island giiirls
Lemme tell ya ’bout island giiirlsss.
Hood Celebrityy lyrics
Video girls

AZEALIA BANKS – Chi Chi lyrics

Hands up, it’s a hold up
Keep them pies hot nigga, pack the heater in the holster
Slip the clip in and pop it, they tried to G me on the quota
I could picture ya noggin’ rockin’, you peasy on the corner
I stretch it with the soda
Whip the cream to the top, pot Betty with the shoulder
Got the keys to the drop top, but I’m in the Rover
Keep them fiends on that clock, clock, came to get the dough up

Niggas, I be wildin’ for that cheddar, for that paper
Island hoppin’ in Bahamas, helicopter to Jamaica
Puerto Rican papi got that product and that peso
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo
You know I’m about it, every dollar on the pay roll
Tell ’em niggas we be grindin’ till the motherfuckin’ day o’er
Bet you read about it, bet you plottin’, bet you hatin’
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the –

Hear my Lexus purr, I just crept to jers
Got genuine leather interi and my texture fur
Icy bezel, I’m freezy and my necklace splurge
Watch me run up on them niggas with that tech and burst
Now niggas wreck their dough for my X and O
La Perla provocateur lace, I feed ’em sex and blow
Chi Chi got it from some gualas in Calexico
Click-c-click, blam, you be next to go

Sittin’ in the drop-top
Got money in my pocket, drugs in the glove box
I don’t even like ya
(Don’t wanna be nothin’ near like ya)
All of my bitches get money they made
All of my niggas is handsome with waves
All of these rappers is pussy
You heard they be stuntin’ on wax but they really afraid
You a hi-top with a cut on your fade
Harlem shake in the midde with a fuckin’ parade
Told you to put some respect on my name
And stop talkin’ that shit, put that check on my name
Uh, put the check in my name
Weather advisor, we can’t stop the rain
I do not have time to entertain lames
Won’t say no names ’cause I won’t give you fames
Gang-gang-gang-gang, bang-bang-bang-bang
My niggas gorillas and orangutans
Live from the zoo, this the new 212
When I move with the crew, y’all bird niggas can’t hang

Niggas, I be wildin’ for that cheddar, for that paper
Island hoppin’ in Bahamas, helicopter to Jamaica
Puerto Rican papi got that product and that peso
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo
You know I’m about it, every dollar on the pay roll
Tell ’em niggas we be grindin’ till the motherfuckin’ day o’er
Bet you read about it, bet you plottin’, bet you hatin’
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo

Azealia Banks – Chi Chi lyrics

Hands up, it’s a hold up
Keep them pies hot nigga, pack the heater in the holster
Slip the clip in and pop it, they tried to G me on the quota
I could picture ya noggin’ rockin’, you peasy on the corner
I stretch it with the soda
Whip the cream to the top, pot Betty with the shoulder
Got the keys to the drop top, but I’m in the Rover
Keep them fiends on that clock, clock, came to get the dough up

Niggas, I be wildin’ for that cheddar, for that paper
Island hoppin’ in Bahamas, helicopter to Jamaica
Puerto Rican papi got that product and that peso
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo
You know I’m about it, every dollar on the pay roll
Tell ’em niggas we be grindin’ till the motherfuckin’ day o’er
Bet you read about it, bet you plottin’, bet you hatin’
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the –

Hear my Lexus purr, I just crept to jers
Got genuine leather interi and my texture fur
Icy bezel, I’m freezy and my necklace splurge
Watch me run up on them niggas with that tech and burst
Now niggas wreck their dough for my X and O
La Perla provocateur lace, I feed ’em sex and blow
Chi Chi got it from some gualas in Calexico
Click-c-click, blam, you be next to go

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Sittin’ in the drop-top
Got money in my pocket, drugs in the glove box
I don’t even like ya
(Don’t wanna be nothin’ near like ya)
All of my bitches get money they made
All of my niggas is handsome with waves
All of these rappers is pussy
You heard they be stuntin’ on wax but they really afraid
You a hi-top with a cut on your fade
Harlem shake in the midde with a fuckin’ parade
Told you to put some respect on my name
And stop talkin’ that shit, put that check on my name
Uh, put the check in my name
Weather advisor, we can’t stop the rain
I do not have time to entertain lames
Won’t say no names ’cause I won’t give you fames
Gang-gang-gang-gang, bang-bang-bang-bang
My niggas gorillas and orangutans
Live from the zoo, this the new 212
When I move with the crew, y’all bird niggas can’t hang

Niggas, I be wildin’ for that cheddar, for that paper
Island hoppin’ in Bahamas, helicopter to Jamaica
Puerto Rican papi got that product and that peso
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo
You know I’m about it, every dollar on the pay roll
Tell ’em niggas we be grindin’ till the motherfuckin’ day o’er
Bet you read about it, bet you plottin’, bet you hatin’
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo

The heart part 4 – Kendrick Lamar lyrics

Lyrics Kendrick Lamar – The heart part 4

Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you.(the heart part 4)

Thirty millions later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Travel ’round the atlas in this spaceship
Candy-coated, my day shift’s
Been devoted to f*ckin’ up bundles of paper
Pi equals three-fourteen
The devil’s pie is big enough to justify the whole thing
Wait up, lampin’ in Jamaica versuri-lyrics.info
The clouds turnin’, my thoughts turnin’
Burnin’ castor oil, I been determined to make an earnin’
This seed in this soil is classified
I’m satisfied when I strategize my kid’s future
I ain’t sanctified enough to say that I won’t shoot ya
I done vandalized the industry full circuit
The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you know versus this
Scum of a land that transcend two surfaces
The richer the poorer, the bigger the picture
The more blood pours, but..(the heart part 4)

Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you.

My fans can’t wait for me to son ya punk-ass
And crush ya whole lil’ shit
I’ll Big Pun ya punk-ass, you a scared little b*tch
Tiptoein’ around my name, nigga, you lame
And when I get at you, homie
Don’t you just tell me you was just playin’
Oh, I was just playin’, K-Dot
C’mon, you know a nigga rock with you, bro
Shut the f*ck up, you sound like the last nigga I know
Might end up like the last nigga I know
Oh, you don’t wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, head on the floor
Hoppin’ out before the vehicle crash, I’m on a roll
Yellin’, “One, two, three, four, five
I am the greatest rapper alive!”
So damn great, motherf*cker, I’ve died
What you hearin’ now is a paranormal vibe
House on the hill, house on the beach, nigga (facts)
A condo in Compton, I’m still in reach, nigga (facts)
I’m fresh out the water, I’m ’bout to breach, nigga
The five-foot giant woke up out of his sleep, nigga
Oh yeah, oh yeah, mo’ cars, mo’ leers
Mo’ bars, no peers, no scars, no fear—f*ck y’all, sincere
I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers
You know what the risk is
Earthed in ditches, your body revertin’ to stiffness
The whole world gone mad
Bodies is addin’ up, market’s about to crash
Niggas is fake rich, b*tches is fake bad
Blacks that act white, whites that do the dab
Donald Trump is a chump
Know how we feel, punk? Tell ’em that God comin’
And Russia need a replay button, y’all up to somethin’
Electorial votes look like memorial votes
But America’s truth ain’t ignorin’ the votes
It’s blasphemy, how many gon’ blast for me?
I prophesized on my last song, you laughed at me
Oh, when the shit get brackin’, don’t you ask for me
How many leaders gon’ tell you the truth after me?
G Malone big bro, kudos to him
I was two O’s from a M, tryna be big as Em
Thirty millions later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, fame and lawsuits
You lookin’ at me in Chucks, I’m lookin’ at y’all suits
Me and Top Dawg playin’ rock-paper-scissors in court
A real hustler lose money just to go get some more
I said it’s like that, drop one classic, came right back
‘Nother classic, right back
My next album, the whole industry on the ice pack
With TOC, you see the flames
In my E-Y-E’s; it’s not a game
And the whole world is goin’ mad, daddy, it’s sad, daddy
My only advice? Go and get you a bag, daddy
Lee Baca on trial, tryna portray a boxer
Beatin’ up on my niggas while the CO’s watch him
Tables turned, lesson learned, my best look
You jumped sides on me, now you ’bout to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate with your team and let victory vouch you
Just know, the next game played I might slap the shit out you
Technical foul, I’m flagrant, I’m foul
They throwin’ me out, you throw in the towel
Look at the crowd, they— (Nah, I don’t like that)
Look at my smile, I’m smirkin’
Calm but urgent (That ain’t the style, f*ck!)
So many verses, you live in denial (f*ck!)
So many verses, I never run out (What?)
You makin’ him nervous, the music is loud
Ho, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit yo’ punk ass down!
(Sit yo’ punk ass down!)
So that means you ain’t bigger than rapping (What else?)
So that means no more playin’ the back scenes (What else?)
My spot is solidified if you ask me (What else?)
My name is identified as “That King”
I’ll let y’all worry about a list, I’m on some other shit
A difference between accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y’all got ’til April the 7th to get y’all shit together.(the heart part 4)

Let’s get it
Look, look
On foenemmm.
Kendrick Lamar lyrics
Video part 4

KENDRICK LAMAR – The Heart Part 4 lyrics

Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

30 millions later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Travel round the atlas in this spaceship candy-coated
My day shift’s been devoted to fuckin’ up bundles of paper
Pi equals 3.14
The devil’s pie is big enough to justify the whole thing
Wait up
Lampin’ in Jamaica, the cloud’s turnin’, my thought’s turnin’
Burnin’ castor oil, I been determined to make an earnin’
This seed in this soil is classified
I’m satisfied when I strategize my kid’s future
I ain’t sanctified enough to say that I won’t shoot ya
I done vandalized the industry full circuit
The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you know versus this
Scum of a land that transcends two surfaces
The richer the poorer, the bigger the picture
The more blood pours, but…

Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

My fans can’t wait for me to son ya punk ass and crush your whole lil shit
I’ll Big Pun ya punk ass, you a scared little bitch
Tiptoein’ around my name, nigga ya lame
And when I get at you homie don’t you just tell me you was just playin’
Oh I was just playin’ with you K-Dot, c’mon
You know a nigga rock with you, bro
Shut the fuck up, you sound like the last nigga I know
Might end up like the last nigga I know
Oh you don’t wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, head on the floor
Hoppin’ out before the vehicle crash, I’m on a roll
Yellin’, “1, 2, 3, 4, 5
I am the greatest rapper alive”
So damn great motherfucker I’ve died
What you hearin’ now is a paranormal vibe
House on the hill, house on the beach nigga (facts)
A condo in Compton, I’m still in reach nigga (facts)
I’m fresh out the water I’m ’bout to breach nigga
The five foot giant woke up out of his sleep nigga
Oh yeah, oh yeah, more cars, more leers
More bars, no peers, no scars, no fear, fuck y’all, sincere
I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers, you know what the risk is
Earth indigenous, ya body reverting to stiffness
The whole world goin’ mad
Bodies is adding up, market’s about to crash
Niggas is fake rich, bitches is fake bad
Blacks that act white, Whites that do the dab
Donald Trump is a chump, know how we feel, punk
Tell ’em that God comin’
And Russia need a replay button, y’all up to somethin’
Electorial votes look like memorial votes
But America’s truth ain’t ignorin’ the votes
It’s blasphemy, how many gon’ blast for me?
I prophesied on my last song, you laughed at me
Oh when the shit get brackin’, don’t you ask for me
How many leaders gon’ tell you the truth after me?
G Malone big bro, kudos to him
I was 2 Os from an M, tryna be big as Em
30 millions later my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, fame and lawsuits
You looking at me in Chucks, I’m looking at y’all suits
Me and Top Dawg playing rock, papers, scissors in court
And real hustler lose money just to go get some more
I said it’s like that, drop one classic, came right back
‘Nother classic, right back
My next album, the whole industry on the ice pack
With TOC
You see the flames and my E-Y-E’s
It’s not a game and the whole world is going mad, daddy
It’s sad, daddy
My only advice? Go and get you a bag daddy
Lee Baca, on trail tryin’ portray a boxer
Beatin’ up on my niggas while the COs watch ’em
Tables turn, lesson learned, my best look
You jumped sides on me, now you ’bout to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate with your team and let victory vouch you
Just know the next game played, I might slap the shit out you
Technical foul, I’m flagrant, I’m fouled
They throwin’ me out, you throwin’ the towel
Look at the crowd, they (nah, I don’t like that)
Look at my smile, I’m smirking
Calm but urgent (that ain’t the style, fuck)
So many verses, you live in denial (fuck)
So many verses, I never run out, what?
You making him nervous, the music is loud
Hoe, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit your punk ass down (sit yo’ punk ass down)
So that means you ain’t bigger than rapping (what else?)
So that means no more playing the backseats (what else?)
My spot is solidified if you ask me (what else?)
My name is identified as “that king”
I’ll let y’all worry about a list, I’m on some other shit
A difference between accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y’all got till April the 7th to get ya’ll shit together

Lets get it!
Look look, on foenem…

Kendrick Lamar – The Heart Part 4

[Chorus]
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

[Verse 1]
30 millions later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Travel round the atlas in this spaceship candy-coated
My day shift’s been devoted to fuckin’ up bundles of paper
Pi equals 3.14
The devil’s pie is big enough to justify the whole thing
Wait up
Lampin’ in Jamaica, the cloud’s turnin’, my thought’s turnin’
Burnin’ castor oil, I been determined to make an earnin’
This seed in this soil is classified
I’m satisfied when I strategize my kid’s future
I ain’t sanctified enough to say that I won’t shoot ya
I done vandalized the industry full circuit
The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you know versus this
Scum of a land that transcend two surfaces
The richer the poorer, the bigger the picture
The more blood pours, but…

[Chorus]
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

[Verse 2]
My fans can’t wait for me to son ya punk ass and crush your whole lil shit
I’ll Big Pun ya punk ass, you a scared little bitch
Tiptoein’ around my name, nigga, ya lame
And when I get at you, homie, don’t you just tell me you was just playin’
Oh I was just playin’ with you K-Dot, c’mon
You know a nigga rock with you, bro
Shut the fuck up, you sound like the last nigga I know
Might end up like the last nigga I know
Oh, you don’t wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, head on the floor
Hoppin’ out before the vehicle crash, I’m on a roll
Yellin’, "One, two, three, four, five
I am the greatest rapper alive"
So damn great, motherfucker, I’ve died
What you hearin’ now is a paranormal vibe
House on the hill, house on the beach, nigga (facts)
A condo in Compton, I’m still in reach, nigga (facts)
I’m fresh out the water I’m ’bout to breach, nigga
The five-foot giant woke up out of his sleep, nigga
Oh yeah, oh yeah, more cars, more leers
More bars, no peers, no scars, no fear, fuck y’all, sincere
I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers, you know what the risk is
Earth indigenous, ya body reverting to stiffness
The whole world goin’ mad
Bodies is adding up, market’s about to crash
Niggas is fake rich, bitches is fake bad
Blacks that act white, whites that do the dab
Donald Trump is a chump, know how we feel, punk
Tell ’em that God comin’
And Russia need a replay button, y’all up to somethin’
Electorial votes look like memorial votes
But America’s truth ain’t ignorin’ the votes
It’s blasphemy, how many gon’ blast for me?
I prophesied on my last song, you laughed at me
Oh, when the shit get brackin’, don’t you ask for me
How many leaders gon’ tell you the truth after me?
G Malone big bro, kudos to him
I was 2 Os from a M, tryna be big as Em
30 millions later my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, fame and lawsuits
You looking at me in Chucks, I’m looking at y’all suits
Me and Top Dawg playing rock-paper-scissors in court
And real hustler lose money just to go get some more
I said it’s like that, drop one classic, came right back
‘Nother classic, right back
My next album, the whole industry on the ice pack
With TOC
You see the flames and my E-Y-E’s
It’s not a game and the whole world is going mad, daddy
It’s sad, daddy
My only advice? Go and get you a bag, daddy
Lee Baca, on trial tryna portray a boxer
Beatin’ up on my niggas while the COs watch ’em
Tables turned, lesson learned, my best look
You jumped sides on me, now you ’bout to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate with your team and let victory vouch you
Just know the next game played, I might slap the shit out you
Technical foul, I’m flagrant, I’m foul
They throwin’ me out, you throw in the towel
Look at the crowd, they (Nah, I don’t like that)
Look at my smile, I’m smirking
Calm but urgent (That ain’t the style, fuck)
So many verses, you live in denial (Fuck)
So many verses, I never run out, what?
You making him nervous, the music is loud
Hoe, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit your punk ass down (Sit yo’ punk ass down)
So that means you ain’t bigger than rapping (What else?)
So that means no more playing the backseats (What else?)
My spot is solidified if you ask me (What else?)
My name is identified as "that king"
I’ll let y’all worry about a list, I’m on some other shit
A difference between accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y’all got ’til April the 7th to get ya’ll shit together

[Outro]
Let’s get it!
Look look, on foenem

Snow – Informer

[CHORUS:]
Informer
You know say daddy me snow me-a (gonna) blame
A licky boom-boom down
‘Tective man he say, say Daddy Me Snow me stab someone down the lane
A licky boom-boom down

Police-a them-a they come and-a they blow down me door
One him come crawl through through my window
So they put me in the back the car at the station
From that point on I reach my destination
Well the destination reached in down-a East detention
Where they whip down me pants look up me bottom

[CHORUS]

Bigger they are they think they have more power
There on the phone me say that on hour
Me for want to use it once and-a me call me lover
Lover who me callin’-a the one Tammy
And me love her in my heart down to my belly-a
Yes say Daddy Me Snow me I feel cool and deadly
Yes the one MC Shan and the one Daddy Snow
Together we-a love ’em(?) as a tornado

[CHORUS]

Listen to me ya better listen for me now
Listen to me ya better listen for me now
When-a me rock-a the microphone, me rock on steady-a
Yes-a Daddy Me Snow me are the article don
But the in an a-out (?) a dance an they say, "Where ya come from?"
People them say I come from Jamaica
But me born and raised in Etobicoke I want ya to know-a
Pure black people man thats all I man know
Yeah me shoes are-a tear up an-a my toes used to show-a
Where me-a born in-a the one Toronto

[CHORUS]

Come with a nice young lady
Intelligent, yes she gentle and irie
Everywhere me go me never lef’ her at all-ie
Yes-a Daddy Snow me are the roam dance man-a
Roam between-a dancin’ in-a in-a nation-a
You never know say Daddy Me Snow me are the boom shakata
Me never lay-a down flat in-a one cardboard box-a
Yes-a Daddy Me Snow me-a go reachin’ out da top

[CHORUS]

Why would he? [repeat]

[MC Shan:]

Me sittin round cool with my jiggy jiggy girl
Police knock my door, lick up my pal
Rough me up and I cant do a thing
Pick up my line when my telephone ring
Take me to the station, black up my hands
Trail me down ’cause I’m hanging with the Snowman
What an I gonna do, I’m backed and I’m trapped
Smack me in my face, took all of my gap
They have no clues and they wanna get warmer
But Shan won’t turn informer

[CHORUS]

Drake – Ice Melts (feat. Young Thug) (More Life Album)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah
Nigga, what you thought?
Slatt, slatt, slatt (yeah, yeah)
Jeffery

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Feelin’ rough, rough
Baby, I’m needin’ somethin’, somethin’
I wan’ beat it up with somethin’ somethin’
You’re a diamond out the rough or somethin’ somethin’
You need to give it up to someone
You need to give love to someone
You need to—fuck what you need!
You need to give it up to someone
Before you end up like
Woah, woah, woah, woah, like
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Drake]
Look, I want you to myself
But I know you just left someone else
I know you did, he did a number on you
That must be why you move so icy
Icy like 1017
Icy like there’s nobody who’d ever need
Better not give that all to anyone but me
Patient as could be, but

[Pre-Chorus: Drake]
I still need some satisfaction
A little less talk and a little more action
I need you out in Jamaica, relaxin’
Thought I had everything somehow

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Feelin’ rough, rough
Baby, I’m needin’ somethin’, somethin’
I wan’ beat it up with somethin’ somethin’
You’re a diamond out the rough or somethin’ somethin’
You need to give it up to someone
You need to give love to someone
You need to—fuck what you need!
You need to give it up to someone
Before you end up like
Woah, woah, woah, woah, like
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Drake]
I wanna see you do more in this life if we takin’ it there
I want to see you do 911, fuck a Panamera
See you when I see the real thing
Gettin’ realer and realer, yeah, yeah, yeah
But you icy like 1017
Icy like there’s nobody you’ll ever need
Better not give that up
I’m here patient as can be, man

[Pre-Chorus: Drake]
I still need some satisfaction
A little less talk and a little more action
I need you out in Jamaica, relaxin’
Thought I had everything somehow

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Feelin’ rough, rough
Baby, I’m needin’ somethin’, somethin’
I wan’ beat it up with somethin’ somethin’
You’re a diamond out the rough or somethin’ somethin’
You need to give it up to someone
You need to give love to someone
You need to—fuck what you need!
You need to give it up to someone
Before you end up like
Woah, woah, woah, woah, like
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah, yeah

[Outro: Young Thug]
Yeah
Nigga, what you thought?
Slatt, slatt, slatt (yeah, yeah)
Jeffery
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah (yeah, yeah)
Woah, woah, woah, woah

DRAKE – Ice Melts lyrics

Yeah…
Nigga, what you thought?
Strike, strike, strike!

Feelin’ rough, rough
Baby, I’m needin’ somethin’, somethin’
I won’t beat it up with somethin’ somethin’
Pure diamond out the rough or somethin’, somethin’
You need to give it up to someone
You need to give love to someone
You need to, fuck what you need
You need to give it up to someone
Before you end up like
Woah, woah, woah, woah, like
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah, yeah

I want you to myself
But I know you just left someone else
I know you did
He did a number on you
That must be why you move so icy
Icy like ten-seventeen
I see like there’s nobody who’d ever need
Better not give that all to anyone but me
Patience asking me
I just need some satisfaction
A little less talk and a little more action
I need you out in Jamaica, relaxin’
Thought I had everything somehow

Feelin’ rough, rough
Baby, I’m needin’ somethin’, somethin’
I won’t beat it up with somethin’ somethin’
Pure diamond out the rough or somethin’, somethin’
You need to give it up to someone
You need to give love to someone
You need to, fuck what you need
You need to give it up to someone
Before you end up like
Woah, woah, woah, woah, like
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah, yeah

I wanna see you do more and it’s life if we takin’ it there
I want to see you do 911, fuck a better man
See you when I see the real thing getting realer and realer
Yeah, yeah, yeah
But you icy like ten seventeen
Icy like there’s nobody you’ll ever need
Better not give that up
I’m here patient as can be, man
I still need some satisfaction
A little less talk and a little more action
I need you out in Jamaica, relaxin’
Thought I had everything somehow

Feelin’ rough, rough
Baby, I’m needin’ somethin’, somethin’
I won’t beat it up with somethin’ somethin’
Pure diamond out the rough or somethin’, somethin’
You need to give it up to someone
You need to give love to someone
You need to, fuck what you need
You need to give it up to someone
Before you end up like
Woah, woah, woah, woah, like
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah, yeah

Ya man
There is a truth, flashbacks
This is your party (Ya man)
This is your party

G Herbo – Reject (Humble Beast: Before The Album)

G herbo
Ay, 150 Dreamteam man you know what it is
Everything foreign all foreign whips all we do is switch lanes

[Hook]
Ay, Money power can’t forget about respect
Me and my niggas gon’ die for ours
Used to be a Reject begging and working at shop for hours
Now i run up free checks staying up late counting racks for hours
Used to rock the bright link 2013 for ride wit sour
Then i copped the Roley seeing what time it is in the shower
Now i might cop the Piguet Nigga i used to be a Reject
Member nights i couldn’t get no sleep now i’m up late counting racks for hours

[Verse 1]
Everyday presidential Roley now i might cop the Piguet
Might pull up new Porsche, R8, i8 or i might hop the G Wag
Young nigga stay fresh Balmain pockets full of rubber bands on each side
They remember G Herbo i was selling product toting autos on the Eastside 8 block and the opps gon’ stay on they side
They already know how we ride
Might pull up 3 whips Glock 45 hop out niggas getting deep fried
Posted up in the gangway off the apartments nah we don’t come from the projects
Pussy boys don’t never wanna come where i’m at you will get kidnapped car jacked
Get a pass wit me where you tryna shop at (?)
Know i gotta keep it on me, 30 tatted on me right here next to my Roc tatt or the 40 Glock 22 one hand XD 2 hands this 40 compact
Riding round wit my guys said might as well get high already gone off contact
Kobe turned me on to lean i turned me on to paper
Said watch the ones you call your own turn on your owner haters
I see niggas when they smiling i catch on to fakers
But they know they better not start wildin i got chrome for takers
I don’t wanna pay no rent i’m tryna own a acre
Yeah i own my own my estate i ain’t used to own a Sega
Young nigga got a Visa now i ain’t talking chasers
Im talking if i wanted own my own home in Jamaica
Them packs gone touch down guaranteed from Hong Kong to Jamaica
Them packs gone land insurance me when i’m home from Jamaica
I Call up Zues he bring the heat when i’m all in Jamaica
And if you pay that extra fee it get flown on the daily
This rap shit taught me a lot of things Good and Bad
Ups and Downs i been a lot of places
I done met a lot of folks i made a lot of faces
Mean i done met a lot of folks i seen a lot of faces
Different cities in the club throwing money popping Aces
Spending racks Dolce shirt go with this Prada cases
Dead white folks on me now but i am not a racist
And my bitch straight from the island she’s not a basic
She don’t speak no english she just loves a reject

[Hook]
Ay, Money power can’t forget about respect
Me and my niggas gon’ die for ours
Used to be a Reject begging and working at shop for hours
Now i run up free checks staying up late counting racks for hours
Used to rock the bright link 2013 for ride wit sour
Then i copped the Roley seeing what time it is in the shower
Now i might cop the Piguet Nigga i used to be a Reject
Member nights i couldn’t get no sleep now i’m up late counting racks for hours

Nadia Rose – Intro (Highly Flammable Album)

[Intro]
Hello? Can you hear me?
Nadia? Hello?
Hello, it’s your mummy
Hi, it’s mummy, can you hear me?
Yeah hi, Nadz
Bell me back bruh
This is your grandmother and your grandfather in Jamaica
Hi, I hope you’re okay, I’ve just seen your message, love you, call back, bye

[Verse 1]
Everything is fine, I’m well and I’m breathing
I’ve just been busy and this is the reason
Grafting hard, I ain’t getting no sleep in
My hair ain’t even done, shit, I look like The Weeknd
Shit, I’m looking a mess
But how can I look pretty knowing that you had to face death
I’ve been writing more and talking less
‘Til they’ve hardly heard me on the phone since my grandma’s death, I mean
Rest In Peace, you’re gone, but know you’re not forgotten
If they need me then I’m there, you know I’ve got ’em
Talking bars, you’re talking flows, you know I’ve got ’em
So for who, what, where and when will I be stopping?

[Outro]
I couldn’t stop even if I tried
This is me for life
I am Nadia Rose and this is the intro
Love you, bye

G Herbo – Reject Lyrics

G herbo
Ay, 150 Dreamteam man you know what it is
Everything foreign all foreign whips all we do is switch lanes

[Hook]

Ay, Money power can’t forget about respect
Me and my niggas gon’ die for ours
Used to be a Reject begging and working at shop for hours
Now i run up free checks staying up late counting racks for hours
Used to rock the bright link 2013 for ride wit sour
Then i copped the Roley seeing what time it is in the shower
Now i might cop the Piguet Nigga i used to be a Reject
Member nights i couldn’t get no sleep now i’m up counting racks for hours

[Verse 1]

Everyday presidential Roley now i might cop the Piguet
Might pull up new Porsche, R8, I8 or i might hop the G Wag
Young nigga stay fresh Balmain pockets full of rubber bands on each side
They remember G Herbo i was selling product toting autos on the Eastside 8 block and the opps gon’ stay on they side
They already know how we ride
Might pull up 3 whips Glock 45 hop out niggas getting deep fried
Posted up in the gangway off the apartments nah we don’t come from the projects
Pussy boys don’t never wanna come where i’m at you will get kidnapped car jacked
Get a pass wit me where you tryna shop at (?)
Know i gotta keep it on me, 30 tatted on me right here next to my Roc tatt or the 40 Glock 22 one hand XD 2 hands this 40 compact
Riding round wit my guys said might as well get high already gone off contact
Kobe turned me on to lean i turned me on to paper
Said watch the ones you call your own turn on your owner haters
I see niggas when they smiling i catch on to fakers
But they know they better not start wildin i got chrome for takers
I don’t wanna pay no rent i’m tryna own a acre
Yeah i own my own my estate i ain’t used to own a Sega
Young nigga got a Visa now i ain’t talking chasers
Im talking if i wanted own my own home in Jamaica
Them packs gone touch down guaranteed from Hong Kong to Jamaica
Them packs gone land insurance me when i’m home from Jamaica
I Call up Zues he bring the heat when i’m all in Jamaica
And if you pay that extra fee it get flown on the daily
This rap shit taught me a lot of things Good and Bad
Ups and Downs i been a lot of places
I done met a lot of folks i made a lot of faces
Mean i done met a lot of folks i seen a lot of faces
Different cities in the club throwing money popping Aces
Spending racks Dolce shirt go with this Prada cases
Dead white folks on me now but i am not a racist
And my bitch straight from the island she’s not a basic
She don’t speak no english she just loves a reject

[Hook]

Ay, Money power can’t forget about respect
Me and my niggas gon’ die for ours
Used to be a Reject begging and working at shop for hours
Now i run up free checks staying up late counting racks for hours
Used to rock the bright link 2013 for ride wit sour
Then i copped the Roley seeing what time it is in the shower
Now i might cop the Piguet Nigga i used to be a Reject
Member nights i couldn’t get no sleep now i’m up counting racks for hours