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0 Black Flag Lyrics

  • June 28, 2013
  • by Kate
  • · Black Flag Lyrics

00-cover

Raise The Flag

Breaking News

Pe$o

Black Tuxedos

Mind Of A Stoner

D&G

Skate Cans

50

Baddest

Miss Me

Sweet Dreams

Swing Life Away

Home Soon

Darkside Of The Moon

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0 Darkside Of The Moon Lyrics

  • June 28, 2013
  • by Kate
  • · Black Flag Lyrics

[Hook]
The dark side of the moon looks like an only child who can’t fit into place
The dark side of the moon looks like a single mother bruises on her face
The dark side of the moon looks like somebody’s sister yelling out “rape”
The dark side of the moon is eminent because you can’t escape fate
Yeah, the dark side of the moon.

[Verse 1]
Tommy was young
Tommy had everything you could want as an adolescent except for having fun

Tommy was young
Susceptible to all the repercussions of being a drunk fathers only son
Tommy was dumb

Get your ass in that room till I come back you piece of shit
But dad would never come..
Tommy was dumb
Students would laugh at him and attack him after their classes until Tommy would run
Tommy was numb

Too many years of feeling degraded now hatred is the only feeling that comes
Tommy was numb
Fuck this

Ran into his high school
* click click *
Tommy’s got a gun

[Hook]

[Guitar solo]

[Verse 2]
Hailey’s in love
But Hailey’s in 7th grade entertaining and dating a 21 year old scrub
Hailey’s in love

Bailing on class to give him some action in the back of his daddy’s old truck
Now Hailey threw up

A couple weeks after their interaction, guess her man didn’t use no glove
Hailey knew but

Couldn’t bear it to watch the parents she loved and cherished see their little girl knocked up
Hailey’s school bus
Got the word about what happened now even the faculty is whispering that she’s a slut

Hailey’s in love
But Hailey’s more afraid of being hated now her and her baby brainless in the tub, damn

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0 Home Soon Lyrics

  • June 28, 2013
  • by Kate
  • · Black Flag Lyrics

[Verse 1]
They told me to write a soundtrack
For the kids who ain’t have shit
No problem, flashback me 2006
Broke as piss, scraping bus fare up
Dolla fifty cents, get out of school and go to work

Matter fact fuck all this I quit
I got a dream that we gon change the world soon
And one day get the fuck outta this bedroom
Maybe write a song for the girl who cries when she thinks of her past
But just press play, I tell her smile and then she laughs, look at that, yeah
Music makes the world go round

And the ones in search of freedom generates into a crowd
All it takes is one believer with a voice to introduce us to what’s real
And since my throat is clear I guess that’s why I’m here
*clears throat* chyeah

See my teachers told me go away to college
But what they don’t tell you is ain’t no guarantees if you’re a scholar
Even with 18 degrees, you could be jobless with Uncle Sam in your pockets

So I said fuck my doctrines
Rapped and made more money than these doctors
Now one day ill be too fly driving three girls in my four door while these five J’s make a fellowship of smoke rings bitch I’m Frodo lost it all this year but bounced back like a pogo, Kells,

[Hook]
And we just watch the sun turn into the moon
Sit back and hope that these December nights turn into June
See it started as a dream, that dream came true
Send a message to my city tell them we’ll be home soon, home soon
X2

[Verse 2]
And I’m like what we waiting round for
Found something to celebrate now we on round four
Ground floor was the past now the sky is the limit penthouse edition
Exhibit a: a bunch of young muhfuckas livin
I used to hustle to get it
Used up all of my minutes
In hopes of one of my ex’s telling me she owned a business and heard bout my situation here’s a check for a million

But this is reality and charity don’t go to sinners
But clarity comes in pinners of marijuana and splinters
An absentee in attendance at all my high school events
I just wasn’t fond of attention when all I had was resentment
I started out as a freshman and graduated a henchman
I worked my way up to Jimmy
Worked my way up the totem
And those who hated on me was just adding weight to my scrotum
See life is a poker game I got the hand now I ain’t folding
I’m King Midas touch my future with this hand now that shits golden, whoo
One day ill be too fly whippin three girls in my four door while these five J’s make a fellowship of smoke rings bitch I’m Frodo lost it all this year but bounced back like a pogo, man I swear to God

[Hook]

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1 Swing Life Away Lyrics

  • June 28, 2013
  • by Kate
  • · Black Flag Lyrics

*Intro Guitar*

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Am I loud and clear?
Or do I gotta scream like I did every day when I was a troubled teen, huh?
Do you want to know my past and see every single scar and know what they mean, huh?
17 running up in Mickey D’s begging for a double cheese, huh,
Singing “I don’t want to grow up don’t nobody like you when your 23”
I came from nothing but a fucking unsupportive father I don’t ever see,
I had to watch a crooked jury put my brother in the penitentiary,
I never fit in.
Criticism, made me the man I couldn’t be,
I’m reminiscing on when life was different spending every day at Chuckee Cheese, uh

[Hook: Kellin Quinn]
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage,
If love is a labor I’ll slave till the end,

And I’ll run these streets if you give me a chance,

[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
I’ve been here so long,
Maybe I should runaway,
Try to find a summer day,

What is love,
Love is pain,
Love is butterflies and stomach aches,
Love is looking out a windowpane, tears dripping looking like you’re in the rain,

For someone you don’t even know but for somebody you may never see again,
I am only alive once,
And I’mma die when God wants,

So fill the sky with diamonds,
Because that’s how it’s gonna look when I’m gone,
Had a vision as a kid that one day I would change the world with my song,
Several years have passed and now that vision came to life that boy’s a fucking icon,

[Hook: Kellin Quinn]

[Bridge: Machine Gun Kelly]
Sometimes I don’t want to fucking wake up,
When all they want to do is bring me down,

And all the things I’ve went through as I came up,
Are the fucking reasons why I run this town,

[Hook: Kellin Quinn and Machine Gun Kelly]
We live on front porches and swing life away,
(and to my fans, I told you)
We get by just fine here on minimum wage,
If love is a labor I’ll slave till the end,
And I’ll run these streets if you give me a chance,
We live on front porches and swing life away,
(all my dreamers)
We get by just fine here on minimum wage,
(stay real)
If love is a labor I’ll slave till the end,
(and to my love)
And I’ll run these streets if you give me a chance,
(stay here)
Swing life away,
(what we do)
Swing life away,
(and what we do)
Swing life away,
(yeah)
Swing life away,
(and we just)
Swing life away,
(lets swing life away)
Swing life away,
(lets swing life away)
Swing life away,
(lets swing life away)
Swing life away.

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0 Sweet Dreams Lyrics

  • June 28, 2013
  • by Kate
  • · Black Flag Lyrics

[Intro]
On a east side night
Under that street light
On the corner of don’t think twice

I find my mind where it shouldn’t be

[Verse 1]
Crack Rock in that pad lock
With a stash spot in my ragtop
Street dreams down the block from my dads spot
Bad cops on my payroll
At a buck a pop like Faygo
Add 50 Cent for like 3 keys,
Open up the doors for that Yayo,

White nights cuz I make snow
Bright lights then I lay low,
Fight nights I’m like Mike Tyson
K/o for that peso

That’s the life that we chose
Talking bout
Money cars and these clothes
Fuckin with
Twenty broads that’s exposed
And we in the
Strip clubs till they close

These are the chronicles of a hood muthafucka doin what he gotta do to get paid
Chronic smoke In every follicle of my shades
Writing  my obituary diggin my grave,
Cuz all they say is jail or death
,
And I figure there ain’t nothin left,
That I ain’t did and since I’m knee deep in my shit, don’t hold my breath,
*Snap*
Oh shit,
Guess its back to that broke shit,
Roach clip in my ashtray
2Pac on my posters

Dreams of living like Sosa,
But I’m wakin up on this sofa,
Said I’m wakin up on this sofa,
I ain’t waiting round here no longer,
Get it how you live it bitch we livin dirty
Most of us that’s livin now ain’t livin thirty,
Get it how you live it bitch we livin dirty
Cock that .38 put on my mask and it gets blurry

I don’t think you heard me,

[Hook]
What I need a shirt for?
When you beast shit and you go hard till that tours gone and you back onto that street shit,
What I need this shirt for?
When these tattoos that I bleed with say everything about my story come read this,
What I need a shirt for? Huh? X3
When I go hard
So hard, to get everything that I worked for

[Verse 2]
At the top is no friends dawg,
At the bottom ain’t shit dawg,

Middle man’n ain’t it dawg,
Plotting drinkin this Hen dog
And I said lord my savior,
Have I not protected my neighbor,
Have I not neglected these haters,
Have I not kept you in my prayers,

So when my life keeps going downhill am I wrong for looking upstairs?
Am I wrong for feeling you hate me, am I wrong for thinking you’d care?
Am I wrong for keepin this weed lit and these smoke clouds In this air?
But I can’t sleep without my mind gone cuz of shit I witnessed last year,

That boy that left out was just family,
I ain’t see the shit comin,
We was supposed to be at these Grammy’s
We was supposed to be stuntin,
Shit,  we was supposed to somethin,
Fuck that we was supposed to be brothers,
Helped you out when you were struggling, I don’t owe you nothing muthafucka.

[Hook]

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0 Miss Me? Lyrics

  • June 28, 2013
  • by Kate
  • · Black Flag Lyrics

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Cleveland on my back L’s up when you see me
Came from the underground now they on tv swear to god haaan
Ain’t shit changed
Fool,
You can miss me with that rap shit
You can miss me with that stereotypical “he isn’t lyrical” barbershop chat shit
Miss me with that frat shit
Only university I graduated was Hard Knocks
I’m from Cleveland where they trap shit
Five bucks for the catfish, five bucks for the bad bitch
Five bucks in a drought in this city could get you a piece of that cactus
With saran wrap for the wrapping
Whatchu mean?

Meaning we bundling all of this loud into Garcia Vegas
I swear its contagious the way that we passed it
Patches on my denim vest about as old as my dad is
Blood stains on my chucks cus well we know what that is
Jet lag from these long flights still sitting coach like its practice
Feeling like students when the schools back I’m trying to see what first class is

Cash is the root of all evil
But maybe that’s why I do bad shit

Fact is, I do what I need
Cuz the country we live in is fascist,
And no Catholic or Baptist, warlord or pacifist, could’ve seen what I seen without IMAX’s and 3D glasses
Yall in family houses like Bob Saget
Both parents

I was on family couches like “you don’t want it?” ill wear it
Inheriting hand me downs as a grown man, embarrassed
And these dreams seem far-fetched
When reality is you’re sharing a shirt, shower, and shitter while your newborns in the carriage
Packaging groceries in bags for an hourly seven dollar average
This ain’t living this is strife, mixed with Hennessey and some sprite
But maybe one day they’ll remember me like they remember Mike
When I’m gone
Uh, Kells
Maybe they’ll remember me when I’m gone

[Hook 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
When my times up on this earth
And they bury me in the dirt
Don’t say that I ain’t milk this life for everything that its worth
 ( everything that its worth)
And when I die remember me like Kurt, BANG!

[Verse 2: Dub-O]
And they say Dub quit with that humble shit
You can only be cool for so long
Don’t misjudge  I’m not the one you wanna rumble with
Write it down, take a pic
Do whatever you gotta do to remember me
I’m in your memory for infinity
And the same goes for your bitch
Remember me from Kennedy
Or East High on the east side where niggas die over anything
Yeah, Dub-O,
Oh, you ain’t know?
I got go, I rock shows, I be calling plays like Flaco,
But I’m so Cleveland its a damn shame
And EST is my damn gang been reppin that since way back and that double X is my campaign
Pop bottles that champagne its Cliquot for the champions now where the hell is my damn ring?
Biatch, celebration for nothing let you believe what you see
I’m in the back but no frontin
7 days out the week I be working I’m full of hunger
That jealousy is the smell of defeat
Remember who told you
I’m gone
Remember me when I’m gone

[Hook 2: Dub-O]
When the time is up on my watch
And they bury me in that box
Don’t say I ain’t give this game everything that I got (everything that I got)
And when I die remember me like Pac, BANG!

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0 Baddest Lyrics

  • June 28, 2013
  • by Kate
  • · Black Flag Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Promethazine at 13 muthafucka,
Everything slow motion, I’m not an earthling muthafucka,
And you are not a girl your a goddess,
Us  against world, girl I got us,
Benihanas for them lame shits,
She in the kitchen whippin cheese eggs with the same hand that she rolled the Js with,
6 inch heels,
5 course meals
4 years she’s been my 32, my center like Shaquille,
One time for my bad bitches,
Whose mouths are sacreligious, cuz magic is a sin, and my dick always vanishes.

Pictures on the cam of me shakin her ass,
Cuz we drunk and wanna make this moment last,

And the way yo back arch, when u lay on that cushion,
The way yo toe’s curl blowin smoke rings on the pussy,
Make that muthafucka cream, from squeezin on her cookie,
She want me to make her scream, I ain’t a killer but don’t push me
Police wanna lock me down, haters wanna shut me up,
Bitches fuckin with me now, u was with me coming up,
So Ima hold u down cuz u the only one that I can trust,
2 fingers represent and throw it up, Lace up bitch,

[Hook]
And when it all falls down, and there is nothin left,
I’ll still be around, Kells tatted on her breast,
I look up to the stars, made a wish to have everything in a girl,
Look down and there she is the baddest bitch in the world,
Baddest bitch in the world x3,
She crazy but I love my babygirl, baddest bitch in the world,

[Verse 2]
Popped her cherry at 14 muthafucka,
Dropped out and now she pop it-pop it-pop it like the twerk team muthafucka,
Embarrassed of the fact that she a stripper,
But maybe that’s the reason that I’m with her,

Gave me excuses to fuck with these other hoes, while she dancin on a dick,
Knowin that she can’t say shit,

Fighting every single night, but we fuckin every day,
But She know how to hold her own, and she do everything I say,
Bad bitch,
(what she do?)
Left class just to pick me up and smash,
We ain’t even go inside I just fucked her on the dash,

Bad boy, so she love it when I smack her on the ass,
Friends jealous cuz they wantin what she have,
Scars underneath my tatts, she be worried I just laugh,
Sit back and roll a zig zag up with some hash and let it ash,
Cuz if the world crash then at least we already fell into love,
And the J already burnin so wassup, muthafucka

It is us against the world so wassup, muthafucka
Back against the wall so wassup

[Hook]

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1 50 Lyrics

  • June 28, 2013
  • by Kate
  • · Black Flag Lyrics

[Hook: Machine Gun Kelly]
Ech, pimpin
I got fifty hoes on my dick ain’t that some shit
I got fifty hoes on my dick ain’t that yo’ bitch?
I got fifty hoes on my dick, every one of them vouchin’
I got fifty hoes
You got fifty hoes?
Hold on I’m counting, damn
Fifty hoes, fifty hoes, fifty hoes on my dick x3
Fifty hoes, fifty hoes, every one of them vouchin’, damn

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
I got fifty hoes on my dick bitch
Fifty o’s in my zip bitch

Burn the roof off this muhhfucka like I got fifty stoves in my whip bitch
We all smoking and driving
Might as well say that I’m flying

Might as well call me the pilot
Bitches in my cockpit I don’t check mileage

I just fuck my ho like I’m ‘sposed to
And when she bring her friends I fuck both
I brought the bitch to thanksgiving
Why?
Cus she fucks with me when I’m broke

Ain’t nothing funny about the way I get money
And them Cleveland boys ain’t no joke
I’m the truth and the truth is hard to swallow
So you better tell these bitches don’t choke, echo

I got one bitch, I got two bitch, I got three bitch, I got four
I tell the fifth bitch to tell sixth bitch to get the seventh bitch to bring mo’.

Ain’t no hand cuffin cousin
That bitch ain’t on parole
And pimpin ain’t easy pimp but pimpin’s all that I know, god damn

[Hook: Machine Gun Kelly]

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Ay ay ay ay ay Montana
I got fifty hoes on my dick
I got bout fifty hoes on that strip
I got bout fifty load in that grip
Ill put bout fifty holes in your fit

My roof way back
Montana stay strapped
Fuckin niggas hate that
Bad bitches play back
My pinky 80 stacks
Cash I’m coppin
Diamonds shining rocky ASAP
I told them I be pimpin on them bitches
You can call me pimping ken
I fuck em once and tell em go and bring a friend
She ain’t seen a real nigga ball in a minute
She ain’t seen that money stacked tall to the ceiling
White Maybach no roof in the ceiling
When I take em to the crib all the bad bitches with it

[Hook: Machine Gun Kelly]

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1 Skate Cans Lyrics

  • June 28, 2013
  • by Kate
  • · Black Flag Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Original chucks on laced up like I’m taking them on a run
They’re begging me not to kill it I tell them I’m having fun
They’re asking me how I do it I tell them get on the rail
Meaning get on your grind
 I’m ready now what’s the deal
My size 11s skate on the surface like hovercrafts
A superhero you think that I was a Thundercat
I run with villains my village calling me son of Sam
Simply cause when I come around they st-st-st-stuttering
My body’s tatted they say I look like graffiti
That’s why I be on the roll
 these regulars try to read me
The way that people be staring you’d think that I was a TV
But when it comes to the haters I cannot see them like Stevie
But I be seeing repeats of dead rappers like 6th sense
My competition ain’t worth nothing like 6 cents
Misfit I swear I’m sick shit you’d think I was Ryan Sheckler by the way I make the kicks flip
Too cool hands shakes and dap serving all of these fools like pancakes and snacks
Whoever thought that I wouldn’t be damaging the tracks
Was pulling they own legs like hamstrings and calves

[Hook]
I am the only great white
Body look like a canvas skin is covered with tats and my chucks are always the classics look like I’m in the past
Turn the noise up
100 words and running
Turn the noise up

What’d I tell these people
Turn the noise up
Transformer tatted on my arm like a droid, YUP!
I am the only great white
Anytime’s my time everyday is grind time no chain needed I am just a star Kells
Turn the noise up
100 words and running turn the noise up

What’d I tell these people
Turn the noise up
Best rapper alive who? Kells, Kells

[Verse 2]
Uh, I’m so beyond my time the Michael Angelo of the second millenium
I roll it up and get higher than condominiums
My rap’s braille the way the people be feelin’ ’em
Midwest all the way to the other side of the Meridian
Back back EST is in the spot now
We be the crew all of these fools try to jock now
The type of dudes that’ll make ya mouth drop down
Faces looking twisted like we guzzlin’ Ciroc down
We’re just city slickers in search of them bigger figures
This is more than a game my business isn’t a scrimmage
And I be with the sickest cause I’m trying to be the illest with them Die Hard fans like Bruce Willis
Pow pow

I’m in the cut like alcohol in the wound
But I’m tripping like I popped Adderall on the moon
Focused on killing tracks like I’m rapping them from the tomb
R.I.P. to this instrumental lighters up for the tunes
Every morning I wake up and put my fitted on
Which means every day I wake and put my city on

Cleveland we ready just turn the MIDI on
Kid Kells, feeling like a million gone

[Hook]

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1 D&G Lyrics

  • June 28, 2013
  • by Kate
  • · Black Flag Lyrics

[Hook 1: Sean McGee]
Tryna figure out my dreams,
Cuz I don’t really feel like dreaming anymore,
Tryna figure out my dreams,
Cuz I don’t really feel like dreaming anymore,
I can’t even lie I want the diamonds and gold,
Diamonds and gold, x16

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Uh, stories of a Prima donna,
But when your broke that dream is common,

Where I’m from we don’t see designer,
Where I’m from we just see dishonor,
Where I’m from I don’t see my momma,
That bitch left me like Halley’s Comet,

Can’t look in my daddy’s face,
The street’s came in and took his place,

Sometimes I don’t wanna wake up
Can’t see past my bitches make-up,
I heard that boy done sold his soul,
For the price of them diamonds and gold

[Hook 2: Sean McGee]

[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
It’s hard to dream when you ain’t sleepin right,
My fuckin nostrils look like poltergeists,
I miss going to rock at open mic’s hoping that I got noticed by labels and blow up over night,
Never happened but passion led me like Holy Christ,
Good intentions just Breaking Bad like I’m Walter White,
I owe my life to my own advice,
“follow your muthafuckin dreams until those visions come to life”

Till those diamonds glisten in the light,
Remember they wouldn’t listen to us right?
But I never had to sell my soul,
To earn my right to these diamonds and gold.

[Hook 3: Sean McGee]

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