Monday, 19 November 2018

FREE - NYASHINSKI

Free by Nyashinski


Intro
Yeah, sawa-sawa,
Nisaidie tu, tuko works kama kawa (chill chill)
K the great

Chorus
Can I be free?
Relax and take it easy?
We only get one life
So live your life… Oh oh…
Fire you know am right,
Welcome to paradise
Girl don’t just fantasize
Light up and free your mind

Verse 1
Ata ka hunipendi unajua ni nani beast hapa
Na level za udeadly hukuwa unajua zinaexist ata
Na kuombea daily ufike mahali una aim
Before nidedi nijenge na v-8 baba
Before they play me nionyeshe mahali snakes (Mahali snakes wakoo)
Surgery hutaona ma mistakes (inaitwa surgery)
Unaeza acha ku-complain (acha ku-complain)
Usiwahi danganya side yeye ni main

Chorus
Can I be free?
Relax and take it easy?
We only get one life
So live your life Oh oh…
Fire you know am right
Welcome to paradise
Girl don’t just fantasize
Light up and free your mind

Verse 2
So dry your tears
Daddy don’t you worry booboo have no fears
Mum said piga kazi while am young and strong
I say for you I’ll be strong for a thousand years
Style zangu ni medley
Nyash huwanga  mdeadly
Ma- rapper wanaona movie
Nyash we hukuanga Jet Li
Singer ama ni MC
Zangu zina message Zao hazina ziko empty
Nyash huwanga mzii
Here I go…
Geuza flow mwisho wa mwezi kuna njeve
But atleast kuna doh
Ngoma zote wataandika kuni-diss zitaboo
Nambie nani amekupea these many hits in a row, row, row

Dance for me baby (oh yeah)
Just dance for me baby (oh yeah)
Dance for me baby (oh yeah)
Just dance for me baby (yeah)

Mi ni jina kubwa labda tuzungumze na babako
Gari kubwa humaanishanga utaitishwa za macho
Buy mtumba ukihope haijabeba kikulacho
Vibes tu nakupa ka unapenda jenga hustle
Lines tu zinakuja utasurrender k**amamako
Ni like tu ata kama nimeweka word mbaya hapo
Hii night ikue true hadi kesho ujione kwa mpasho
Hii life huwezi jua so tonight please
Chorus
Can I be free?
Relax and take it easy?
We only get one life
So live your life whoa Oh…
Fire you know am right
Welcome to paradise
Girl don’t just fantasize
Light up and free your mind (free your mind)
…Oh can I be free? (Oh can I be free?)
Relax and take easy? (Relax n take easy)
We only get one life (we only get one life)
So live your life (live your life)
Fire you know am right (yeah)
Welcome to paradise… Don’t you fantasize



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MONA LISA - LIL WAYNE FT KENDRICK LAMAR

Mona Lisa by Lil Wayne ft Kendrick Lamar


Clearly this kind of world is not conducive for most of us soft hearted. You know the kind that loves freely, simply and wholly. The same type that loves with literally all the energy they have in them. Now bring in Lil Wayne’s Mona Lisa? Oh my! The savagery associated with these kind of people is like some hot lava that burns out your heart into pieces. Heck… suicide becomes an easier alternative to living… Damn!

So... Mona Lisa,

She’s beautiful, lovely hair, long feet… basically the kind of girl that you would definitely see yourself waking up to the next morning after a couple of drinks. But wait, is Mona Lisa simply a woman or can befall any gender?

How about, someone who helps other people harm you? I mean, this is just the perfect definition for Lil Wayne’s friend Mona Lisa…. someone that doesn’t like any emotions being involved but also knows how to elevate your moods to the right energy.

Do you get the picture?

Guys… further explanation would simply ruin the flavour of the song. Check out the lyrics here…. https://www.thesongmagazine.com/2018/11/mona-lisa-lil-wayne-ft-kendrick-lamar.html And don’t forget to leave a comment.



  

MONA LISA- LIL WAYNE FT KENDRICK LAMAR



Intro
I got a story to tell, you know that I cherish thee
Hope it ain't too many feelings involved…

Lil Wayne
I see niggas, in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles,
Getting drunk, with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed
Fall asleep, with that bitch and really don't know much about her-
Then she let us in, we take all of your shit
And when you wake up, she help you try to find it, ‘I love it’

I be with bitches, that be with bitches, that be with niggas with riches-
I tell her, "Get 'em", she say, "I got you", I say, "No, bitch, I say get him" (huh)
And they so pretty, and they hair lengthy, he hit it and sleep on her titties
And she give us the word, we come through with AK's
It's a stick up, she scream like a victim;
Now you, feeling so silly
I smoke colour purple
I'm up in here feeling like silly (ooh)
Nappy ass dreads, what's that you say?
Watch your mouth, Milli Vanilli (ooh)
You can get snaked, you can get faked-
Out by the bitch that you feeling;
'Cause you- thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like a Frisbee
And you! Telling your business, she tell me your business
You tell that bitch what you're feeling
All of the beans you be spilling
To you, she lie through her teeth cavities, fillings
She know where you hide to tell me where it's hidden
She know when you're gone, tell me when to visit, we break in your home,
And take the specifics and meanwhile the bitch is on vacation with him –
So she don't get blamed… --
We don't snatch chains, we find out addresses
And we don't leave messes
You'll only know that it's gone when you check it
Then your first thought is to start second guessing
She say, "What's wrong?” he say "Nothing, keep resting"
She say, "What's missing?", "How you know something missing?"
He scratch his head, she say "Get back in bed"
And she gave him some head
Boy, you can't trust them bitches, and then she say

Hook
(Ooh)
I see niggas, in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles-
Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed
I be with bitches, that know the bitches, that's with the niggas we following;
Get them on the line, stay two cars behind, and tell them hoes, "Don't be so obvious"
Mona Lisa
Long hair, don't care,
She handle the business and don't ever tell
She bite the bullet and cough up the shells
She tell 'em, "Ooh, daddy, let's go to your place"
And if he say, ‘Yea', then we meet him there
She feed him lies with his silverware
She don't want love, she just want her share
I,
Know a bitch named Liz, this nigga think she his
'Cause she tell him that it is
So he tell her all his secrets,
He tell her all his fears
And then she tell me, and I be all ears
And then I go and tell my people, and they already know him
And then I call Liz and she say he comin' over
I say, "Good girl, just remember what I told you"
She gave me the salute, I say, "Girl, you're a soldier"
We're waitin' outside, watch him pull up, walk up to the door
And right before he knock, she open the door naked
She left it unlocked;
They started French kissing so he didn't see moi
And then she let him in, they stopped on the couch
Music got loud with his head in the cloud
Turn that shit down and I scared the piss out of him
Piss a nigga off, put a gun to his frown
“Nigga, turn around, I ain't here to fuck around
I ain't here to fuck around, caught you wit' your pants down
You know what it is, put your fucking hands up
Liz, that's enough, you can put your hands down”
And then he looked dead at her and he shook his head at her
“She a good actress and you a dead actor
You'll be dead after we get what we're after
If Liz call you daddy, she about to be a bastard, Oh!”

I got way too many bitches that do anything for me, nigga
But think for me, nigga
Send her to you like she ain't for me, nigga
I hope you alone like bankruptcy, nigga
She pour you a drink, that drink on me, nigga
She slip something in it, now think for me, nigga
Mona Lisa, I done painted the picture
Mo-Mona Lisa, out the frame on these niggas
Pussy got you out of character, nigga
You fall for these hoes off your ladder, my nigga
Take everything that you have, 'til you don't even have an opinion
We have your attention and now you're looking down a barrel though nigga
Now she looking for her pantyhose, nigga
We just looking for the casserole, nigga
But she gon' show us where you stash it though, nigga
Mona…

Kendrick
Ah,
Every day she wake up with a different colour makeup
And he promise he gon' take her to the movie and the mall
Chilling with the Laker, on the floor
Fourth quarter, four minute on the clock Black Mamba with the ball
Paparazzi looking at them both popping up and take a picture, uh
Probably on a Internet blog
In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her on his mother
Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow
Mona Lisa…
Pussy good enough, it got him sinnin' in her walls
And he digging in it like he living in it
Make a new religion with it
Man a nigga 'bout to go against God

Poetry in a pear tree,
Sweet tone like a hummingbird when she asked him,
Did he want to make love in a yellow taxi?
Never gave two fuck, jumped in the backseat
Woke up in the morning to The Great Gatsby
Then he dogged it again like the bitch Lassie
I'm a dog in the wind, I'm a pit laughing
I'm call up again like I did last week
Make good with the friend and I'm all jazzy
Britney with the twin and the girl Ashley
Found out that I fucked, he was unhappy
Bitch, I never let the bullshit get past me
Better yet, I wanna break up, don't you ask me
'Bout a motherfucking double standard, acting
Fucking on another nigga, that's negative alone
But you sucked his dick, that's just nasty
Matter of fact, bitch, gimme your phone (No)
You fucking with Wayne? (No)
Bitch, gimme your phone (No, let me take this call right quick)
(Lick me like a lollipop)
He on your fucking ringtone?
Is that the shit that you do?

Touching yourself, looking at Kendrick videos
Jump on the Internet, watching his interviews
I don't know what the fuck, lately got into you
Tell me who love you, I bet I love harder
Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter?
The Pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma day-care after school
And she never did charge her
You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up
You know what, I give up, let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber
I'm plannin' on aimin', God dammit, you know the damage is done
Bitch I'm emotional 'cause I'm in stress
I'm not supposed to go through this, I guess
So in conclusion, since you like rappers
That’s killing that pussy I'm killing myself

Outro
She say, “Ooh daddy, ooh”, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
Ooh, fake smile, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
She say, “Ooh, No emotion”, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa
Now he get the picture, Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa, yeah





Disclaimer: All lyrics are owned by respective artists

Friday, 5 October 2018

GET THROUGH THIS- YEMI ALADE FT MI CASA 'SONG MEANING'

GET THROUGH THIS BY YEMI FT MI CASA



It’s definite that I‘ve used much of boy, girl and cool nigga descriptions in Work by Rihanna ft Drake. It’s a pretty beautiful piece. Be sure to check it out.

Onto This One

Guys, I mean ladies and gentlemen, I already told you all that women know than you give them credit for. Women know so much type of shit you should be scared of them coz they can shove it up your little scared *pots* Haha! Honestly though, they have so much natural power you can even see it in animals. What’s their weakness? They become a little vulnerable while feeding men egos.

The Other Breed

While most women are the type 1, there’s a different breed, type 2 who simply can’t put up with no vulnerability kind of ego feeding. In fact, they’ll feed off from your ego. She won’t waste her time trying to please you or disrespect you. (I could be the one who loves you, please you and leave you)

Ouch!

Such a woman is unbound. I’m not a dating expert but with such information, my sweet vulnerable men who are ever insecure, please leave such a woman coz it’ll only breed toxins in your relationship. Next thing you know, you’re living in pain. Hahaha! Ladies, would you rather be with a guy who wastes your time with sweet nothings or be with a guy who pleads worth your time from the actions he takes in pleasing you? Ok, all said and done, Please don’t say I didn’t warn you and my relationship advice officially ends here.

Back To The Song…

Oh shit, it’s conclusion time. Hmmm…. I’m keeping it simple and clear. Are you ready? Here
goes nothing….
Guys don’t lie. Just don’t do it. Women can see through you. Some will definitely speak out
like Yemi. 
Others will allow you to waste their time like Amy and others will plot against
you………………….. Fill in the gaps coz clearly, you’ll stop reasoning and thinking for yourself if
I tell you everything. 

And please don’t forget to share your thoughts.


WORK- RIHANNA FT DRAKE 'SONG MEANING'

Work by rihanna and Drake

Why work when all that you’re working for isn’t meant for you? Ok … ok… Before further ado, I really hope that we know what ‘work’ in this context means. If you don’t, honestly, I don’t know what you are doing with your life… Anyway, (you see me work, work, work, work….)

Moving on…

Let’s picture it this way, there’s a girl who’s beautiful. Goddamn, she’s got all those pretty features that every beholder simply sees beauty in her. I mean… if we were to define beauty over and over, she’d be the go-to reference. Haha! Ok she’s gorgeous up top beautiful you get that.

Like almost all equilibriums in life, there’s always a part of that equation where you fall in love with somebody whom you know is a mistake or rather, you should keep away from. Girls know what I’m talking about. Guys… do you follow? So what girls do, is that they see the pot in the fire, almost boiling and all they want to do is put a finger in it and test how hot it could get. Yet we’re the ones with the holy hole (Nobody touch me in the righteous)

So what happens, girl needs some attention from the cool nigga who’s not really sure what he wants just yet. (All I wanted from you was to give me, something that I never had, something…)  How does she get it? Easy.

Manipulation Power

She’s there throwing tantrums at every corner and when she finally gets that little attention. Like… woman! Why are you throwing shit all over? She dips herself into the pot. Yes she’ll get the burns. It’ll hurt. But again, she’ll heal like nothing ever happened to her.
After the tantrums, she definitely wants to look all nice. More like revealing the angel within after showing off the demons.  (I mean who am I to hold you past against you?)  {Don't overthink this statement please}

And that’s exactly how the girl gets the cool guy to talk. Damn. This chiq got goals. I think we should call her Amy hereafter.

Amy is ready to put in the work. But it’s almost sad how women offer the one thing that’s so hard for men to refuse. Ok... ok… Focus.

Nigga Talk!

Can you refuse it? Yes? No? Thought so. However, how malicious of you to openly say that you just want to taste it and that’s just that. Like is that even a thing? 
So now, since you’re pouring all impressions of wanting it, you do know that you have to finish all that you start coz quite frankly, (I got niggas tryna end me) well don’t you like to aim for your goals?

Come on and give me all the work.

Did It Happen?

Yes it did. Like fucking hell yes! However, we don’t know what will happen next. Will Amy convince him to stay or will he leave before she can try harder?


check out the lyrics here... https://www.thesongmagazine.com/2018/10/work-rihanna-ft-drake.html