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keep going bro

I'd love an old car like that, preferring I don't have to pay for it lol.

Kind of spooky in a way.

This one feels seamless. Awesome! Great remix too.

If a flute was a person, it'd be Sam Smith. Dude sounds like the saddest flute at your untalented kid's school orchestra.

What kind of car is that?

That room is more than likely super cold.

Absolutely wild looking room. Little worried about what it's used for?

Hope this goes viral!

SOTY

My wife is filing for divorce. 😢

[Intro: Method Man] Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. Get the money, dollar dollar bill, y'all [Verse 1: Raekwon] I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side Stayin' alive was no jive Had secondhands, Moms bounced on old man So then we moved to Shaolin land A young youth, yo, rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo goose Only way I begin the G off was drug loot And let's start it like this, son Rollin' with this one and that one, pullin' out gats for fun But it was just a dream for the teen Who was a fiend, started smokin' woolies at sixteen And runnin' up in gates and doin' hits for high stakes Makin' my way on fire escapes No question, I would speed for cracks and weed The combination madе my eyes bleed No question, I would flow off and try to gеt the dough off Stickin' up white boys on ball courts My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater Times is rough and tough like leather Figured out I went the wrong route So I got with a sick-tight clique and went all out Catchin' ki's from 'cross seas Rollin' in MPVs, every week we made forty G Yo, brothas, respect mine or here go the TEC-9, ch-pow Move from the gate now [Chorus: Method Man] Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. Get the money, dollar dollar bill, y'all Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. Get the money, dollar dollar bill, y'all [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] It's been twenty-two long, hard years, I'm still strugglin' Survival got me buggin' But I'm alive on arrival, I peep at the shape of the streets And stay awake to the ways of the world 'cause **** deep A man with a dream with plans to make cream Which failed, I went to jail at the age of fifteen A young buck sellin' drugs and such, who never had much Tryin' to get a clutch at what I could not touch (Touch) The court played me short, now I face incarceration Pacin', goin' upstate's my destination Handcuffed in back of a bus, forty of us Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough But as the world turned, I learned life is hell Livin' in the world no different from a cell Every day I escape from jakes givin' chase Sellin' base, smokin' bones in the staircase Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed But I'm still depressed, and I ask, what's it worth? Ready to give up, so I seek the old Earth Who explained workin' hard may help you maintain To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain We got stick-up kids, corrupt cops and crack rocks And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof To kick the truth to the young Black youth But shorty's runnin' wild, smokin' sess, drinkin' beer And ain't tryna hear what I'm kickin' in his ear Neglected for now, but yo, it gots to be accepted That what? That life is hectic [Chorus: Method Man & Inspectah Deck] Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. Get the money, dollar dollar bill, y'all Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. Get the money, dollar dollar bill, y'all (Do what they gotta do to get through, know what I'm sayin'?) Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. (Because you can't just get by no more) Get the money, dollar dollar bill, y'all (Word up, you gotta get over, straight up and down) Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. Get the money, dollar dollar bill, y'all [Outro: Method Man] Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. Get the money, dollar dollar bill, y'all Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. Get the money, dollar dollar bill, y'all Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. Get the money, dollar dollar bill, y'all Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. Get the money, dollar dollar bill, y'all, yeah

Banger.

[Verse 1] You know I'm impatient So why would you leave me waiting outside the station? When it was like minus four degrees, and I I get what you're saying I just really don't want to hear it right now Can you shut up for like once in your life? Listen to me I took your nice words of advice about How you think I'm gonna die Lucky if I turn thirty-three Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney I'm not skinny and I pull a Britney Every other week But cut me some slack Who do you want me to be? [Chorus] 'Cause I'm too messy And then I'm too fing clean You told me, "Get a job" Then you ask where the h I've been And I'm too perfect 'Til I open my big mouth I want to be me Is that not allowed? And I'm too clever And then I'm too fing dumb You hate it when I cry Unless it's that time of the month And I'm too perfect 'Til I show you that I'm not A thousand people I could be for you And you hate the fing lot You hate the fing lot You hate the fing lot Hey, hey [Verse 2] It's taking you ages You still don't get the hint I'm not asking for pages But one text or two would be nice And please, don't pull those faces When I've been out working my a*** off all day It's just one bottle of wine or two But hey, you can't even talk You smoke weed just to help you sleep Then why you out getting stoned at four o'clock And then you come home to me And don't say hello 'Cause I got high again And forgot to fold my clothes [Chorus] 'Cause I'm too messy And then I'm too fing clean You told me, "Get a job" Then you ask where the h I've been And I'm too perfect 'Til I open my big mouth I want to be me Is that not allowed? And I'm too clever And then I'm too fing dumb You hate it when I cry Unless it's that time of the month And I'm too perfect 'Til I show you that I'm not A thousand people I could be for you And you hate the fing lot You hate the fing lot You hate the fing lot [Instrumental] [Chorus] And I'm too messy And then I'm too fing clean You told me, "Get a job" Then you ask where the h I've been And I'm too perfect 'Til I open my big mouth I want to be me Is that not allowed? And I'm too clever And then I'm too fing dumb You hate it when I cry Unless it's that time of the month And I'm too perfect 'Til I show you that I'm not A thousand people I could be for you And you hate the fing lot [Outro] You hate the fing lot You hate the fing lot You hate the fing lot You hate the fing lot

🐅 style. 🔥

Are those vinyls on the wall?

See this was proper Hip Hop. Much better than anything we get nowadays.

LYRICS [Intro: Sample from Executioners from Shaolin (RZA)] Tiger Style! Tiger Style! (Tiger style!) [Chorus: RZA] Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin ta f*** wit Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin ta f*** wit Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin ta f*** wit [Verse 1: RZA] Yo, there's no place to hide once I step inside the room Dr. Doom, prepare for the boom Bam! Aw, man! I slam, jam, now scream like Tarzan I be tossin', enforcin', my style is awesome I'm causin' more family feud than Richard Dawson And the survey said, "You're dead!" Fatal Flying Guillotine chops off your fin' head Mister "Who is that?" Ayo, the Wu is back Makin' n** go Bo! Bo! like I'm Super Cat Me fear no one, oh no, here come The Wu-Tang shogun, killer to my eardrum [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] Put the needle to the groove, I gets rude And I'm forced to f*** it up My style carries like a pick-up truck Cross the clear blue yonder, sea to shinin' sea I slam tracks like quarterback sacks from L.T Now why try and test the Rebel INS? Blessed since the birth, I earth-slam your best 'Cause I bake the cake, then take the cake And eat it, too, with my crew while we head state to state [Chorus: All] And if you want beef, then bring the ruckus! Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta f*** wit Straight from the motherfin' slums that's busted Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta f wit [Interlude: RZA] Hah! Lebonon, step up, boy! Represent! Chop his head off, kid! [Verse 3: Method Man] The Meth will come out tomorrow Styles, conditions, bizarre, bizarro Flow, with more afro than Rollo Comin' to a fork in the road, which way to go? Just follow Meth is the legend, n***** is sleepy hollow In fact I'm a hard act to follow I dealt for dolo, Bogart comin' on through N***** is like, "Oh my God, not you!" Yes, I come to get a slice of the punk and the pie Rather do than die, check my flavor Comin' from the RZA, which is short for The Razor Who make me reminisce true Like déjà vu, I'm rubber, n***** is like glue Whatever you say rubs off me sticks to you [Chorus: RZA] Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin ta f*** wit Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin ta f*** wit Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin ta f*** wit Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin ta f*** wit [Outro: RZA] Ahh-hah! Yeah! Representin' Brooklyn, Queens Long Island, Manhattan, Bronx The Rugged Lands of Shaolin N***** from Virginia, Atlanta, our boys in Ohio Comin' through with the crazy Y-O Y-O Yo, n***** from The Source My man Kelly Woo from the Gavin Will Strickland, Jason Staton, yeah True, true, my n**** Crown, what's goin' down, boy? We ain't nuthing ta f*** wit The whole Texas mob, the Chicago mob N***** from Detroit, fin' California squadron Comin' through, you know what I'm sayin'? The whole fin' West Coast to the whole East N***** from D.C., down in Maryland All the way over there in Morgan State Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuthing Ta F*** Wit All over the whole fin' globe, comin' through, boy Peace to the fin' Zulu Nation Peace to all the Gods and the Earths, word is bond Wu-Tang slang, choppin' heads, boy It ain't safe no more, peace!

Love this song! Great choice!

What is the purple car about?

Loving the vintage vibe!

100% would chill in that pool right there, then be immediately hardboiled by the steam.

First!

BRO. Someone should host a NYE party here, this is so dope.

bussin

Oh wow seeing the album art for the Skrillex Remix animate on that screen is wild. Did they ever perform this together live? Should do it here.

Lyrics [Verse 1: Sia] All I need is one One more man is enough Babe, you got it wrong Please turn your fears into trust, to trust [Pre-Chorus: Sia & Labrinth] Where did love go? When all is said and done? Hey now, put your hands in the air I'ma go through your stuff Where did love go? Put the running into run You're asking me to stay But I never met a girl I could trust [Chorus: Labrinth & Sia] You're sayin' those words like you hate me now (Wo-woah) Our house is burning when you're raisin' hell (Wo-woah) Here in the ashes, your soul cries out (Ah-ah-ah) But don't be afraid of these thunderclouds [Post-Chorus: Sia & Labrinth] These thunderclouds, oh no These thunderclouds, oh no, no [Verse 2: Labrinth] All I need is love (Da-dum, dum, dum) All I need is a word (Da-dum, dum, dum) All I need is us (Da-dum, dum, dum) You turn nouns into verbs (Ooh, oh), to verbs (Ooh, oh) [Pre-Chorus: Labrinth & Sia] Where did love go? When all is said and done? Hey now, put your hands in the air I'ma go through your stuff Where did love go? You put the running into run You're asking me to stay But I never met a man I could trust Hey, yeah [Chorus: Sia, Sia & Labrinth] You're sayin' those words like you hate me now (Wo-woah) Our house is burning when you're raisin' hell (Wo-woah) Here in the ashes,​ your soul cries out (Ah-ah-ah) But don't be afraid of these thunderclouds [Post-Chorus: Sia & Labrinth] These thunderclouds, oh no These thunderclouds, oh no, no These thunderclouds, oh no These thunderclouds, oh no, no [Outro: Sia] These thunderclouds (Oh, whoa, oh) These thunderclouds (Ah-ah-ah) These thunderclouds (Oh)

Where is this?!?!

Babe, wake up, new motion sickness just dropped.

Babe, wake up, new motion sickness just dropped.

Yo this is trippy AF wtf

What a beautiful and touching song by Chely Wright. The official visualizer perfectly captures the nostalgia and warmth of reconnecting with an old friend on New Year's. The lyrics are heartfelt and the melody is soothing. This song is perfect for reflecting on past memories and looking forward to new beginnings. A must-listen for the holiday season.

Lyrics [Intro: Drake] Astro, yeah [Verse: Drake] Sun is down, freezin' cold That's how we already know, winter's here My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else I tried to show 'em, yeah I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Goin' on you with the pick and roll Young La Flame, he in sicko mode [Part II] [Verse 1: Travis Scott & The Notorious B.I.G.] (Woo) Made this here with all the ice on in the booth At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes This s*** way too big, when we pull up, give me the loot (Gimme the loot!) Was off the Remy, had a Papoose Had to hit my old town to duck the news Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves Now it's 4 a.m. and I'm back up poppin' with the crew I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose [Refrain: Big Hawk & Swae Lee] Some-some-some-someone said To win the retreat, we all in too deep Play-play-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said) To win the retreat, we all in too deep Play-play-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak [Verse 2: Travis Scott & Uncle Luke] Yeah, this s*** way too formal, y'all know I don't follow suit Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue All of these h*** I made off records I produced I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group Hit my eses, I need the bootch 'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too" In the 305, b****** treat me like I'm Uncle Luke (Don't stop, pop that p****!) Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon" We ain't even make it to the room She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool Now I got her open, it's just the Goose Who put this s*** together? I'm the glue [Refrain: Travis Scott, Swae Lee & Big Hawk] Someone said Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue Someone said Play-playin' for keeps Someone said, mother****, someone said Don't play us for weak [Part III] [Intro: Travis Scott, Drake & Lil Juice] Yeah Astro, yeah, yeah (Tay Keith, f*** these n***** up) Ayy, ayy [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah) Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah Like a light, ayy, yeah [Verse 1: Drake & Travis Scott] Like a light, ayy, slept through the flight, ayy Knocked for the night, ayy 767, man, this s*** got double bedroom, man I still got scores to settle, man I crept down the block (Down the block) Made a right (Yeah, right) Cut the lights (Yeah, what?), paid the price (Yeah) N***** think it's sweet (Nah, never), it's on sight (Yeah, what?) Nothin' nice (Yeah), baguettes in my ice (Aw, man) Jesus Christ (Yeah), checks over stripes (Yeah) That's what I like (Yeah), that's what we like (Yeah) Lost my respect, you not a threat When I shoot my shot, that s*** wetty like I'm Sheck (B****) See the shots that I took (Ayy), wet like I'm Book (Ayy) Wet like I'm Lizzie I be spinnin' Valley, circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah, what?) Like where is he? (Yeah, what?) No one seen him (Yeah, yeah) I'm tryna clean 'em (Yeah) [Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott] She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (Woo) I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land Had me out like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light (Like a light) Like a light [Verse 2: Travis Scott] Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah He said, "Keep that on lock" I say, "You know this s***, it's stife," yeah It's absolute, yeah (Yeah), I'm back, reboot (It's lit) LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt) We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah Shorty in the back She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (Oh my God) Ain't by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah 'Bout a check, yeah (Check), just check the foots, yeah Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (Yeah) Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other b****** shook Yeah

Lyrics [Verse 1] I've been a bad, bad girl I've been careless with a delicate man And it's a sad, sad world When a girl will break a boy just because she can [Pre-Chorus 1] Don't you tell me to deny it I've done wrong and I want to suffer for my sins I've come to you 'cause I need guidance to be true And I just don't know where I can begin [Chorus] Ooh What I need is a good defense 'Cause I'm feelin' like a criminal And I need to be redeemed To the one I've sinned against Because he's all I ever knew of love [Verse 2] Heaven, help me for the way I am Save me from these evil deeds before I get them done I know tomorrow brings the consequence at hand But I keep livin' this day like the next will never come [Pre-Chorus 2] Oh, help me, but don't tell me to deny it I've got to cleanse myself of all these lies 'til I'm good enough for him I've got a lot to lose and I'm bettin' high, so I'm beggin' you Before it ends just tell me where to begin [Chorus] What I need is a good defense 'Cause I'm feelin' like a criminal And I need to be redeemed To the one I've sinned against Because he's all I ever knew of love [Bridge] Let me know the way Before there's hell to pay Give me room to lay the law and let me go I've got to make a play To make my lover stay So, what would an angel say? The devil wants to know [Chorus] What I need is a good defense 'Cause I'm feelin' like a criminal And I need to be redeemed To the one I've sinned against Because he's all I ever knew of love What I need is a good defense 'Cause I'm feelin' like a criminal And I need to be redeemed To the one I've sinned against Because he's all I ever knew of love

What city is this?

I love the visualizer of her Christmas song!

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What holiday song would you like to step into next?

Chely, I love this!! So gorgeous! - JCR❤

I want to wake up in this room Christmas morning

Uhh so its not real? Sad

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The colours here remind me of the original album artwork. Nice!

Comment your favorite song you'd most like to see an Album Digs Visualizer made for. #AlbumDigs

Comment your favorite song you'd most like to see an Album Digs Visualizer made for. #AlbumDigs

Reminds me of the Polar Experess!

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Awesome stuff as always 😀