What are you listening to? (ongoing participation thread)

Lyrics
Sucker punch somebody on a sidewalk
Carjack an old lady at a red light
Pull a gun on the owner of a liquor store
Ya think it's cool, well, act a fool if ya like
Cuss out a cop, spit in his face
Stomp on the flag and light it up
Yeah, ya think you're tough
Well, try that in a small town
See how far ya make it down the road
Around here, we take care of our own
You cross that line, it won't take long
For you to find out, I recommend you don't
Try that in a small town
Got a gun that my granddad gave me
They say one day they're gonna round up
Well, that shit might fly in the city, good luck
Try that in a small town
See how far ya make it down the road
Around here, we take care of our own
You cross that line, it won't take long
For you to find out, I recommend you don't
Try that in a small town
Full of good ol' boys, raised up right
If you're looking for a fight
Try that in a small town
Try that in a small town
Try that in a small town
See how far ya make it down the road
Around here, we take care of our own
You cross that line, it won't take long
For you to find out, I recommend you don't
Try that in a small town
Try that in a small town
Ooh-ooh
Try that in a small town
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Kelley Lovelace / Neil Thrasher / Tully Kennedy / Kurt Michael Allison

 

every time i think of you lyrics - Bing video

 

Lyrics

I can't be canceled, there's no way that you can stop me
I'm fully independent, there's no label who can drop me
Y'all been starting rumors, let me help you with some, ya
"I'm a racist, I'm a sexist, I'm in love with Donald Trump"
Y'all can't cancel me, my life is scandal-free
There ain't no sponsors taking losses 'cause the brand is me
My hands are clean, my family and my fans agree
Y'all can't cancel me for facts because you're mad and weak
Go ahead and tell the world I'm ugly and racist
I braid my hair, and I don't care about cultural appropriation
I lived in the ghetto, lived in South Central, there's no Caucasians
And still I loved every single one of my neighbors
How's a man say I'm clickbait if he gonna use this face
To get clicks on his page? Y'all hypocrites are bitch-made
But I ain't tripping 'bout these bullies, it ain't sixth grade
Go ahead and diss me, tryna sell a couple mixtapes
I'm not afraid, take my face and my name, paste it on the front page
I'm already famous, and you'll never change it by hating or claiming you'll take it away
My grind wicked, write my rhymes different, you could try to quantify, define limits
There's a dying gimmick in denying winning, this is pure fire, this ain't white privilege
I do what I want, get all the Gucci and Louis Vuitton
Outta my closet, outta my crib, I do not want it, that is for kids
That is for rappers who ask you to produce their beats for free, pretending online like they're rich
I am not playing it safe, I said what I said, it is what it is
I don't care if you mad at me, okay?
Go ahead and change the channel
Don't waste your time tryna cancel me, okay?
They love me 'cause they know that I'm an asshole
Say what you want, I guess it is what it is
Haters can talk, but they can't cancel the kid
Go 'head and go off, try and say this is it
But I swear to God you can't cancel the kid
Everybody knows my name from local folks to global fame
I'm vocal 'bout the social justice movements, I expose the fakes
Turn rappers into ghosts in graves, make no mistake, they bones will break
I'll throw them in the wolf enclosure, slowly turn and close the cage
Acres full of sheep, you know that I'm the only G.O.A.T., I'm great
They spoke my name to mostly hate, I don't complain, I'm woke, I wait
A total focused soldier, wrote the Art of War, know every page
I'm numb to all the dumbness, smoke tobacco laced with Novocaine
I won't behave, I stoke the flames, I'll choke they throats, with golden chains
Use vocal cords as skipping ropes, and jump till I am soaked in brains
From open plains to coastal waves, to solar rays in open space
Can't find nobody doper 'less you poke your veins and snort cocaine
Whoa, y'all can't cancel me
Just get mad that I'm the man until you smash the screen
Like whoa, I can handle heat
I walked through hell in open sandals drinking gasoline, ya
I could've been a star, could've had a mansion and a car
And a Grammy album on the charts, I'm a Savage Randy with the bars
I don't rap 'bout Xanax, goddamn it, can't cancel facts, we need answers
Championing trash to the masses actually massively damages, ya
Keep tryna cancel me, ya, I own the masters, so ya
I make the beats, I write the songs, I own the cameras, ya
I could've been famous, dumbed my music down till it's basic
Get it on the hottest Spotify playlist, modify my catalog and go mainstream, ya
I don't care if you mad at me, okay?
Go ahead and change the channel
Don't waste your time tryna cancel me, okay?
They love me 'cause they know that I'm an asshole
Say what you want, I guess it is what it is
Haters can talk, but they can't cancel the kid
Go 'head and go off, try and say this is it
But I swear to God you can't cancel the kid
I feel like all these rappers lately on a mission
They're starting drama, they don't really want no problems, so they talk in whispers
Don't even start, no competition, y'all are finished
They say they're feeling froggy, but I bet none of these frogs gon' ribbit
They think I'm soft, but I promise y'all that I'm solid
Like a rock inside a teflon box and dipped in carbon fiber liquid
I'm not religious, but I'll walk with Christians
If Jesus died for all my sins, he'd need a million crosses tall as buildings
Whoa, y'all can't cancel me
I'm a god and you're the devil, stop attacking me
Like whoa, nails in my hands and feet
Y'all some snakes, I don't eat fruit from that apple tree
I ain't doing features or buying beats, I'm a wolf, I don't lie with sheep
I am what I am, and I can't hide my teeth
Way too many rumors, I'm like, "Who said it?
Never met him; if he dissed me, probably 'bout to drop a new record"
I do what I want, don't matter if I get approval or not
Y'all ain't gonna cyberbully me or try to push on me until I'm becoming some dude who I'm not
Head full of ludicrous thoughts, producing the songs, my music is truth and you're brutally shocked
I'm shooting my shot, I'm Biggie, I'm Shady, I'm new school 'Pac
Go ahead and call me a piece of garbage, make a starving artist your primary target
I'm the largest monster in the farthest darkness, now my claws are sharpened, I'm an army sergeant
If people wanna hate, then I'm grateful, it's only gonna make what I say less painful
Look at my face, embrace, I'm unstable, I ain't gonna break or shake or feel shameful
I don't care if you mad at me, okay?
Go ahead and change the channel
Don't waste your time tryna cancel me, okay?
They love me 'cause they know that I'm an asshole
Say what you want, I guess it is what it is
Haters can talk, but they can't cancel the kid
Go 'head and go off, try and say this is it
But I swear to God you can't cancel the kid

 

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/uPDBb9Qix78

Kamala Harris talks about "Reduced population." Tom MacDonald's response is on -point.

 

Yea ,, we need to reduce stupid politicians.

 

Slobberbone

 

One thing I never have to worry about with Frank is understanding the words of his songs.

 

Chain - Black and Blue (1971)


You work me so hard that my back's near broke (we're groanin')
My brow is wet and my throat's a-choke (we're groanin')
You send me here for 10 long years (we're groanin')
I miss my whisky and I miss my beer (we're groanin')
Ain't seen a gal since I don't know when (we're groanin')
And the way you treat me won't see one again (we're groanin')
(main riff in G)
You broke my head cos I spat on a guard (we're groanin')
Don't make me no better you just make me harder (we're groanin')
Your water stinks cos it comes from a bog (we're groanin')
And that slop you feed us ain't fit for a dog (we're groanin')
C D
Well you can tease me and try to break me and still I spit at you
Eb D
You'll never break my spirit, even when my body's black and blue

C /C /G /G /D /Eb /D
(8 trail offs - ie hit D barre chord slide down and mute)

(guitar solo)

Well in my arm there's a dreadful pain (we're groanin')
It's hard diggin ditches with a ball and chain (we're groanin')
You send me here for 10 long years (we're groanin')
I miss my whisky and I miss my beer (we're groanin')
(play main riff)
repeat verse 2
repeat chorus

 

Lyrics

(I post lyrics for old deaf guys like me who've been "dual-cool" for forty years and can now jam on stuff like this on our digital hearing aids at work!

There's something I gotta say, baby, it ain't gonna be easy
There's nothing about it that won't bring a tear to my eye
Everything that we been through you got to believe me
And it's time for us to realize
It's too late and I hate to see you go
I'll always remember that you were the woman saved me
You'll never hear about me disrespecting your name
I'll never forget all the passion and loving you gave me
And I'm hoping that you feel the same
It's too late and I hate to see you go
It's too late but you'll stay with me when I go
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Maybe the next time I see you I know you'll be happy
You're gonna have a new love, he'll be holding your hand
Maybe that could be the reason that all of this happened
And I hope it never happens again
It's too late and I hate to see you go
It's too late but you'll stay with me when I go
It's too late and I hate to see you go
It's too late and you'll stay with me when I go
Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Daniel Quine Auerbach / Marcus King / Angelo T Petraglia
It's Too Late lyrics © Hour Box Music, Here We Go Again Music