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Australia now has a template for forcing Facebook and Google to pay for news

Australia is closing in on a legally binding framework to force adtech giants Facebook and Google pay media companies for monetizing their news content when it’s posted to their social media platforms or otherwise aggregated and monetized. Back in April the country’s government announced it would adopt a mandatory code requiring the tech giants to […]

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Facebook launches Avatars, its Bitmoji competitor, in the US

Facebook’s Avatars feature, which lets you customize a virtual lookalike of yourself for use as stickers in comments and Messenger chats, is today launching in the U.S. Essentially Facebook’s version of Snap’s Bitmoji, Avatars were first introduced last year and have been since made available in Australia, New Zealand, Europe and Canada. Based on early feedback, […]

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Google and Facebook must pay media for content reuse, says Australia

The Australia government has said it will adopt a mandatory code to require tech giants such as Google and Facebook to pay local media for reusing their content. The requirement for them to share ad revenue with domestic publishers was reported earlier by Reuters. Treasurer Josh Frydenberg published an opinion article in The Australian Friday, […]

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MADEINTYO – Depends

[Hook]
Can I whip the lamb it depends
Post you on the gram, it depends
Gucci or the Louis, it depends
Came up on some top, it depends
Yeah, ooh, it depends
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, it depends
Can I whip the lamb it depends
Louis or the Gucci it depends

[Verse 1]
Suitcase
Two face
Blue face
Hunnid
They don’t really fucking want it
She gon’ feel it in her stomach
Cornbread, skin
Go ‘head, din
Two steps then I win
Double up dividends

[Hook]
Can I whip the lamb, it depends
Post you on the gram, it depends
Gucci or the Louis, it depends
Came up on some top, it depends
Yeah, ooh, it depends
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, it depends
Can I whip the lamb, it depends
Louis or the Gucci it depends

[Verse 2]
Yeah
I need that back end
She make her back bend
She from Australia, she got an accent
I run the fucking youth
That’s on my gold tooth
Ugh, turn around, beat her down, turn into Goku
Ugh, power nap, pop a xan, take her to sofu
Yeah, hang out with Big Sean, that nigga’s so cool
Yeah, enter the back couch, turn on the pro tools
Ooh, don’t run up on me, I’ma loose my cool
Ugh, running them bands up
Y’all niggas mad huh?
Oh, she from the southside, sippin’ that Fanta
Ugh, throw the racks on her, like she a dancer
Ugh, ass on Luda, bruh, tell her to stand up

[Hook]
Can I whip the lamb, it depends
Post you on the gram, it depends
Gucci or the Louis, it depends
Came up on some top, it depends
Yeah, ooh, it depends
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, it depends
Can I whip the lamb, it depends
Louis or the Gucci it depends

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Hopsin – Ill Mind Of Hopsin 9

[Pre-Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up
And now your daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
No, daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
All together, come on

[Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up
And that’s why daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma
(Hell no) No, daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma

[Verse 1]
Oh, hello son, I really wish I knew you
I’m your father you’ll probably never be introduced to
You’ll only see me on TV or maybe YouTube
But now I know your momma is probably dating some new dude
So how you liking Earth? Are you loving your existence?
I wasn’t at your birth, ’cause your mother made me miss it
I tried to get a visa, I applied and they denied it
‘Cause your momma told the police that I beat her, she was lyin’
And now I’m banned for something bad I ain’t even do
There’s a lot of land and water separating me and you
You’re far away in Australia and I am in America
So I cannot be there to do all of the things a parent does
This is my attempt at me raising you from a distance
You have Hopson in your blood, you are special and you are gifted
The punishment your mother has given me doesn’t seem fair
Just know I love you son, and I’m wishin’ that I could be there

[Pre-Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up (it’s sad)
And now your daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
(Hell no) Nope, daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
Now sing it with me, son

[Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up (yeah, that’s it)
And that’s why daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma (that’s why what?)
(Hell no) No, daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma

[Verse 2]
I know you and your mom are staying with her parents, Bill & Kirsten
You’re partially black, I’m confident they’re feeling nervous
They don’t like coloured people, in their eyes you’re still a burden
They assume you’re gonna grow up shooting guns and stealin’ purses
But that’s not true, son, don’t be sad
I know you’re not like that, you know I got your back
Listen, here’s a funny joke that you could tell your grandmother
She looks like the Marshmallow Man from Ghostbusters
Oh, I forgot, you’re too young to know what that is
But that’s the kinda thing I like to say to plumpy fat chicks
The humps on moms chest are not real, they’re elastic
And if you look closely you can see she’s made of plastic
Like a toy, you my boy, my son, my friend
I promise we gon’ be together somehow in the end
I am very ashamed that you don’t have my last name
Every night I go to bed and I’m feelin’ this wicked pain, because

[Pre-Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up
And now your daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
(Hell no) Nope, daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
You know what time it is, son

[Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up (that’s right)
And that’s why daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma (daddy doesn’t fuck with who?)
(Hell no) No, daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma

[Verse 3]
Currently my life has hit the floor, I can’t lie to you, shit is hard
I should be building with the Lord, it could be what I’m missin’
Or maybe I should continue to hurt your momma and diss her more
Just to relieve the tension that sits in my heart, ’cause it is sore
When I’m spittin’ bars about all my cash and exquisite cars
This was on my vision and you were the one I did it for
My relationship with your momma is sittin’ in the morgue
After all this hell I can’t lie, I do wish she did abort
Our lives are so unhappy, ’cause this world is cold and nasty
Just know your daddy don’t condone havin’ a broken family
I’m so sad we couldn’t work out our issues ‘fore you arrived
And now you have to suffer, ’cause mom and daddy have stupid lives
You’re way too young to notice it, you don’t deserve to go through this
If I do see your mom again this time I will assault the bitch
At least then I’ll feel like my bannin’ was justified
Look at your momma, thank her for fuckin’ up all our lives, to sing

[Pre-Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up
And now your daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
(Hell no) Nope, daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
Where’s my choir at?

[Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up (momma had to fuck it all up)
And that’s why daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma (daddy doesn’t fuck your momma)
(Hell no) No, daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma

[Bridge]
Oh, son, I’m sorry I can’t be
There with you, but I’ll be there soon
But daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma (no, no)
No, daddy doesn’t fuck with your momma
Just know that

[Chorus]
Our lives could’a been so good
But momma had to fuck it all up
And that’s why daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma
(Hell no) No, daddy doesn’t fuck with my momma

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Drake Calls For “Free Meek Mill” During Show in Australia


Drake joins the long list of rappers who are calling for Meek Mill freedom from prison.

The 6 God is currently touring in Australia and during his show in Melbourne on Saturday night, he paused for a few seconds to support the “Free Meek Mill” movement. We all know the history of Drake and Meek beef is littered with Ws and Ls with the Toronto rapper being the recipient of the Ws. The beef left a bitter taste in both rappers mouths and the two have not spoken to each other or made peace since.

During his performance, Drizzy spotted a fan wearing a T-Shirt that says “Free Meek Mill” and that’s when he paused to share his feelings. “I see you got the Free Meek Mill shirt,” the Views rapper said. “Free Meek Mill too, for real. You right.”

The Philly rhymer is currently serving 2-4 years in prison for probation violation. He was sentenced two weeks ago to serve time in a state prison, but the judge’s heavy-handed sentencing drew widespread outrage among the rapper’s fans and his celebrity peers including JAY-Z who wrote an op-ed in the New York Times speaking out against the justice system and its unfair practices towards African American male.

Drake seems to have the same feelings about Meek Mill’s sentence despite their differences. You can recalled, Meek was the one who instigated the beef when he trashed the Toronto rapper on Twitter while accusing him of not writing his own raps. Drake responded with two scathing diss records, “Charged Up” and “Back To Back.” The later went on to become an anthem and even earned Drizzy a Grammy nomination.

Earlier this year, Drizzy did an interview where he spoke about the beef and said that he and Meek will never be friends again. “That’s just somebody that I never wanna be friends with… I’m not trying to make any songs or be boys, you stay over there and I stay over here,” he said.

Drake says "Free Meek Mill" after shouting out a fan who brought a sign to the show. #bmwt #boymeetsworldtour pic.twitter.com/onDEXW0WER

— Word On Road (@WordOnRd) November 19, 2017

 

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Drake Almost Put Hands On A Creep At The Crowd At His Tour Afterparty


Drake was very close to putting hands on a male creep in the audience on his tour’s afterparty in Australia.

The 6 God has been touring Australia and New Zealand since the start of this month and after performing at his sold-out show in Sydney on Wednesday night, he was performing at an afterparty at a club in Sydney when he called out a male fan for inappropriately touching the female fans in the audience. Some folks may argue that this happens in every club, but that is not the argument here, the argument is that it should not be happening.

Drake got word of the creep and told the DJ to cut the music so he can properly address the issue. “If you don’t stop touching girls, I’m gonna come out there and fuck you up,” Drizzy said. “If you don’t stop putting your hands on girls, I’m gonna come out there and fuck you up.” There was a security in the audience with a flashlight but it seems, in the end, no one had to take any more serious actions.

Drizzy has been getting applause from his fans on social media for taking action, especially with the widespread allegations going around of powerful men inappropriately making sexual advances to women. Drake marked the 6th anniversary of the release of his classic album Take Care, which was released on November 15, 2011.

Drake just called out a fan for groping women at his show and it was glorious. pic.twitter.com/il0IUElAoJ

— ATTN: (@attn) November 15, 2017

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NICKI MINAJ – Big Daddy lyrics

You hear that right there?
That sound like, but that 300 thousand
I’m triple OG in my hood
These hoes call me big daddy

Your bitch call me big daddy
Tell that bitch that I’m big daddy
When I hit the lot I don’t get the little bitch
Nigga I go and get the big daddy
Pick a bitch up in the big daddy
Big face Rollie that’s a big daddy
Got your bitch calling me big daddy
When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy
Nigga I’m big daddy

Standin’ on the corner and stuntin’
That look like I payed like a million for
Blowin’ the money I heard that they askin’ around town what he really worth
My niggas be really broke I went the Hardaway boy had a penny first
Now these bitches gon’ get this work
I tell her keep on them heels and that mini skirt
She Google my net worth, lookin’ like “what is his neck worth?”
My shooters, they shoot at your head, like the rim just to see if the net work
I land in Miami then fly out to Cali with some of my best work
You niggas so lame that my bitches won’t f*ck unless you cut a check first

Your bitch call me big daddy
Tell that bitch that I’m big daddy
When I hit the lot I don’t get the little bitch
Nigga I go and get the big daddy
Pick a bitch up in the big daddy
Big face Rollie that’s a big daddy
Got your bitch calling me big daddy
When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy
Nigga I’m big daddy

Pulled up in something that look like a million, nigga put me up on
Ain’t gotta sell it, but he say the n*gger a drug that he re-up on
Spur of the moment I ball like Ginobli you bitches get D’ed up on
You mad at me go get mad at your nigga ‘fore I put my sneakers on
He cop me this wrist game, now its just us at the Knicks game
I might have to take him on tour just to f*ck in Australia, Brisbane
Your time is ticking you bitches will be around shorter than Vine vids
You watch your mouth or my niggas will shoot up the club like what Shyne did

Your bitch call me big daddy
Tell that bitch that I’m big daddy
When I hit the lot I don’t get the little bitch
Nigga I go and get the big daddy
Pick a bitch up in the big daddy
Big face Rollie that’s a big daddy
Got your bitch calling me big daddy
When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy
Nigga I’m big daddy

You bitches ain’t stupid, you bitches ain’t stupid
You bitches ain’t stupid, is you?
Front like she tough but that bitch keep on crying
Get this bitch a tissue
For what it’s worth when I took him I could tell he would never miss you
I ain’t even wanna diss you, but tell me what is this bitch issue?

Still on top, pretty bitch gang
Pussy still tight, pistol still bang
Yo nigga call me big mama
Let him eat the n*gger then I dip on him

Your bitch call me big daddy
Tell that bitch that I’m big daddy
When I hit the lot I don’t get the little bitch
Nigga I go and get the big daddy
Pick a bitch up in the big daddy
Big face Rollie that’s a big daddy
Got your bitch calling me big daddy
When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy
Nigga I’m big daddy

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Masterboy – Everybody Needs Somebody Lyrics

MASTERBOY
Everybody Needs Somebody Lyrics

Refrain:
Hey, hey, heyyeah, everybody needs somebody
Hey, hey, heyyeah, everybody needs somebody
everybody, everywhere, everybody
everybody needs somebody
Rap 1
No problem at all with human races
come on come on just listen to the bass
Shake your body and move your bud
over the top right from the start
This is a song for all of you people
come on come on and feel the heat
This is a song for all of you races
come on come on and dance to the beat
Rap 2
No matter if you’re black no matter if you’re white
come on people unite unite
There’s no frontier there’s no hate
join all in and don’t be late
This is our song for all creations
This is our song for all you nations
come on come on and move your feet
shake your body get of your sweat
Rap 3
We gonna rock you here, we gonna rock you there
we gonna make you shake almost everywhere
we gonna make you dance, we gonna make you move
we gonna make you follow our groove
Rap 4
Community, community,
this is all that we shout
Community community
come on and sing it loud
Rap 5
Australia. India and Bahrein
come on people there, gimme a sign
Italy, Russia and in Spain
Come on you people and open your brain
Rap 6
United States, United Kingdom
Holland, Belgium and in France
Come on people all over the world
this our song and this is our dance

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Future – Mask Off (Remix) (feat. Kendrick Lamar)

[Intro: Future]
Call it how it is
Hendrix
I promise, I swear, I swear
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
You heard, spit it, yo

[Chorus: Future]
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Don’t chase no bitches

[Verse 1: Future]
Two cups, toast up with the gang
From food stamps to a whole ‘nother domain (we ridin’)
Out the bottom, I’m a livin’ proof (super)
Ain’t compromising, half a million on a Coupe
Drug houses, lookin’ like Peru
Graduated, I was overdue
Pink molly, I can barely move
Ask about me, I’m gon’ bust a move
Rick James, thirty-three chains
Ocean air, cruisin’ Biscayne
Top off, that’s a liability
Hit the gas, boostin’ my adrenaline

[Chorus: Future]
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Don’t chase no bitches

[Interlude: Future]
Four-door Maybach; I drive anything
Buy my Range, make ’em go insane
(Oh my Lord, praise him be)
DJ EscoMoe City

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Uh, I got a halo
I level up every time God says so
Shooter on payroll
Lookin’ like Pancho, lookin’ like Pedro
Money trees from Tarzan
Ten dividends gon’ grow when I say "grow"
Kung Fu Kenny with the Midas touch
Ain’t no penny that I don’t touch
All my enemy bite on dust
Ain’t no talkin’ when it’s fatal
Havin’ heart, I can’t tell
Half of y’all might need help
I might fall in Rodeo (bitch)
I might ball in Australia (say no more)
I might call her for real (say no more)
All the ass go unveil
Wind blows in the windows and
I snuck in when the vent close
She copy like 10-4
Know who we sent for
Platinum, platinum, platinum
Gotta look at self and ask what happened
How y’all let a conscious nigga go commercial
While only makin’ conscious albums?
How y’all let the braids on TV?
How y’all let the hood at the table?
Now y’all don’t even know how to rate him
Niggas lookin’ like I’m a created player
Everybody who didn’t pay respect
Gotta ‘fess up now and pay ya debts
Gotta lay somethin’ down if makin’ threats
Gotta say somethin’ now, don’t hold ya breath
I mean, I’m floatin’, I got the sauce, got the potion
I got ’em all in convulsions and emotions
I put careers in negotions and
Put the body in the ocean
I made an oath when my nigga told me to go in
Then he died on a cold bench
All my old friends livin’ life on a slow end
Gotta keep shit rollin’, it’s deep (It’s deep)
I done fucked so much I can’t sleep
I done fucked so much I’m retired (swear to God)
I’m ’bout to live my life through Dave Free (swear to God)
She said she broke down when Prince died (it’s alright)
Bitch, my hair down, Prince live through me (I am Prince)
Get your ass up and be inspired (get inspired)
You know how many bodies in the street? (how many?)
Take the mask off so you can see

[Chorus: Future]
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Don’t chase no bitches

[Outro: Future]
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Gas gone, never nod off
Ten, ten tears
Mine, said the Lord

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Peter Allen – I Still Call Australia Home lyrics

I’ve been to cities that never close down,
From New York to Rio and old London town,
But no matter how far or how wide I roam,
I still call Australia home.

I’m always travelling, I love being free,
And so I keep leaving the sun and the sea,
But my heart lies waiting over the foam,
I still call Australia home.

All the sons and daughters spinning ’round the world,
Away from their family and friends,
But as the world gets older and colder,
It’s good to know where your journey ends.
Someday we’ll all be together once more,
When all of the ships come back to the shore,
I realise something I’ve always known,
I still call Australia home.

But no matter how far or wide I roam,
I still call Australia I still call Australia, I still call Australia home.
But no matter how far or wide I roam,
I still call Australia I still call Australia, I still call Australia home.

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Future feat. Kendrick Lamar – Mask Off (Remix) Lyrics

(Intro – Future)
Call it how it is
Hendrix
I promise, I swear, I swear
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon shoot you
You heard, spit it, yo

(Chorus – Future)
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bi**h
Mask on, f**k it, mask off
Mask on, f**k it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a bi**h
Don’t chase no bi**hes

(Verse 1 – Future)
Two cups, toast up with the gang
From food stamps to a whole nother domain, we riding
Out the bottom, I’m a living proof, super
Ain’t compromising, half a million on a Coupe
Drug houses, looking like Peru
Graduated, I was overdue
Pink molly, I can barely move
Ask about me, I’m gon bust a move
Rick James, thirty three chains
Ocean air, cruising Biscayne
Top off, that’s a liability
Hit the gas, boosting my adrenaline

(Chorus – Future)
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bi**h
Mask on, f**k it, mask off
Mask on, f**k it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a bi**h
Don’t chase no bi**hes

(Interlude – Future)
Four door Maybach…I drive anything
Buy my Range, make em go insane
Oh my Lord, praise him be
DJ EscoMoe City

(Verse 2 – Kendrick Lamar)
Uh, I got a halo
I level up every time God says so
Shooter on payroll
Looking like Pancho, looking like Pedro
Money trees from Tarzan
Ten dividends gone grow when I say grow
Kung Fu Kenny with the Midas touch
Ain’t no penny that I don’t touch
All my enemy bite on dust
Ain’t no talking when it’s fatal
Having heart, I can’t tell
Half of y’all might need help
I might fall in Rodeo, bi**h
I might ball in Australia, say no more
I might call her for real, say no more
All the a$$ go unveil
Wind blows in the windows
And I snuck in when the vent close
She copy like 10-4
Know who we sent for
Platinum, platinum, platinum
Gotta look at self and ask what happened
How y’all let a conscious ni**a go commercial
While only making conscious albums?
How y’all let the braids on TV?
How y’all let the hood at the table?
Now y’all don’t even know how to rate him
Ni**as looking like I’m a created player
Everybody who didn’t pay respect
Gotta fess up now and pay ya debt
Gotta lay something down if making threats
Gotta say something now, don’t hold ya breath
I mean, I’m floating
I got the sauce, got the potion
I got em all in convulsions
And emotions, I put careers in negotions
And put the body in the ocean
I made an oath when
My ni**a told me to go in
Then he died on a cold bench
All my old friends
Living life on a slow end
Gotta keep s**t rolling
It’s deep, It’s deep
I done f**ked so much I can’t sleep
I done f**ked so much I’m retired, swear to God
I’m bout to live my life through Dave Free, swear to God
She said she broke down when Prince died, it’s alright
Bi**h, my hair down, Prince live through me, I am Prince
Get your a$$ up and be inspired, get inspired
You know how many bodies in the street? How many?
Take the mask off so you can see

(Chorus – Future)
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bi**h
Mask on, f**k it, mask off
Mask on, f**k it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a bi**h
Don’t chase no bi**hes

(Outro – Future)
Mask on, f**k it, mask off
Mask on, f**k it, mask off
Mask on, f**k it, mask off
Gas gone, never nod off
Ten, ten tears
Mine, said the Lord

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Future – Mask Off (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: Future]
Call it how it is
Hendrix
I promise, I swear, I swear
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
You heard, spit it, yo

[Chorus: Future]
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Don’t chase no bitches

[Verse 1: Future]
Two cups, toast up with the gang
From food stamps to a whole ‘nother domain (we ridin’)
Out the bottom, I’m a livin’ proof (super)
Ain’t compromising, half a million on a Coupe
Drug houses, lookin’ like Peru
Graduated, I was overdue
Pink molly, I can barely move
Ask about me, I’m gon’ bust a move
Rick James, thirty-three chains
Ocean air, cruisin’ Biscayne
Top off, that’s a liability
Hit the gas, boostin’ my adrenaline

[Chorus: Future]
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Don’t chase no bitches

[Interlude: Future]
Four-door Maybach; I drive anything
Buy my Range, make ’em go insane
(Oh my Lord, praise him be)
DJ EscoMoe City

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Uh, I got a halo
I level up every time God says so
Shooter on payroll
Lookin’ like Pancho, lookin’ like Pedro
Money trees from Tarzan
Ten dividends gone grow when I say grow
Kung Fu Kenny with the Midas touch
Ain’t no penny that I don’t touch
All my enemy bite on dust
Ain’t no talkin’ when it’s fatal
Havin’ heart, I can’t tell
Half of y’all might need help
I might fall in Rodeo (bitch)
I might ball in Australia (say no more)
I might call her for real (say no more)
All the ass go unveil
Wind blows in the windows
And I snuck in when the vent close
She copy like 10-4
Know who we sent for
Platinum, platinum, platinum
Gotta look at self and ask what happened
How y’all let a conscious nigga go commercial
While only makin’ conscious albums?
How y’all let the braids on TV?
How y’all let the hood at the table?
Now y’all don’t even know how to rate him
Niggas lookin’ like I’m a created player
Everybody who didn’t pay respect
Gotta ‘fess up now and pay ya debt
Gotta lay somethin’ down if makin’ threats
Gotta say somethin’ now, don’t hold ya breath
I mean, I’m floatin’
I got the sauce, got the potion
I got ’em all in convulsions
And emotions, I put careers in negotions
And put the body in the ocean
I made an oath when
My nigga told me to go in
Then he died on a cold bench
All my old friends
Livin’ life on a slow end
Gotta keep shit rollin’
It’s deep (It’s deep)
I done fucked so much I can’t sleep
I done fucked so much I’m retired (swear to God)
I’m ’bout to live my life through Dave Free (swear to God)
She said she broke down when Prince died (it’s alright)
Bitch, my hair down, Prince live through me (I am Prince)
Get your ass up and be inspired (get inspired)
You know how many bodies in the street? (how many?)
Take the mask off so you can see

[Chorus: Future]
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Don’t chase no bitches

[Outro: Future]
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Gas gone, never nod off
Ten, ten tears
Mine, said the Lord