As Joe Biden takes over, the Democrats are still running scared as resurgent Russophobia reaches peak insanity

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‘The Russians did it’ has become the mantra of the Democrats for every perceived indiscretion, even as they take control of the White House again. This baseless nonsense is only likely to gain in momentum over the next four years.

Once again, and despite major victories at the polls, the Democrats just can’t stop fretting over Russia. Indeed, the Russians must feel as if they’re trapped for all eternity in a remake of Groundhog Day, where one theme continually repeats itself: Russia is to blame for absolutely everything that befalls the Democratic Party. In a radical departure from the original 1993 hit comedy, however, nobody ever learns any valuable lessons from the previous day so as to secure a better future. To quote a popular wit, ‘same shit, different day.’

Even before Joe Biden has been able to escape from his basement and into the Oval Office, the hysterical wails and lamentations against Moscow are already being heard. The first ‘blame Russia’ barb came from none other than Hillary Clinton, Barack Obama’s former Secretary of State, who can’t shake the idea that she was denied the presidency because Donald Trump was apparently Vladimir Putin’s secret ‘Manchurian Candidate,’ or some such nonsense.

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In her podcast, called ‘You and Me Both,’ Clinton interviewed Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi about the ‘invasion’ of the Capitol building by Trump supporters on January 6. Without mentioning, of course, that the majority of Republican voters truly believe that the presidential election was stolen, Clinton tossed out yet more conspiracy-theory nonsense instead.

Good evening. Nancy Pelosi and Hillary Clinton are calling for a 9/11 Commission on conservatives to declare them agents of Russia.

— Jack Posobiec 🇺🇸 (@JackPosobiec) January 19, 2021

“I would love to see his phone records to see if he was talking to Putin the day the insurgents invaded our Capitol,” Clinton said, before asking Pelosi if she thought there needed to be a “9/11-type commission” to investigate what happened on January 6.

Without pausing to consider the possible ramifications of dragging a nuclear-powered third party into a discussion over an ‘insurrection’ in Washington, DC, Pelosi happily ran with the insanity.

“These people, unbeknownst to them, they are Putin puppets,” the Speaker crowed. “They were doing Putin’s business when they did that [stormed the Capitol], at the incitement of an insurrection by the president of the United States. So, yes, we should have a 9/11 commission, and there is strong support in the Congress to do that.”

It is almost impossible to wrap one’s brain around such psycho-babble. More difficult to comprehend is how so many Americans actually believe it. Somehow the thought never penetrates their soft skulls that, just maybe, after four years of being completely mocked and ridiculed by the mainstream media, and brazenly censored by Big Tech, Trump’s 75 million supporters finally reached the end of their patience. 

That’s not an apology or justification for what transpired on January 6, of course, but rather a much more plausible explanation than the ridiculous ‘Putin did it’ narrative.

In any case, there appears to be good reason why Clinton and Pelosi are so desperate to rekindle the legend of the Russian bogeyman. That’s because these two women share a common trait, which is their tendency to do very stupid things with their personal computers. 

To briefly rehash ancient history, back in early 2015, it was discovered that then Secretary of State Clinton had been using her private home computer to transmit sensitive government documents, a federal offense. This marked the beginning of the anti-Russiagate juggernaut that has wrecked bilateral relations between Washington and Moscow.

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As the question of Clinton’s emails – specifically the 31,000 that were said to have been deleted – took center stage in the 2016 presidential race, Donald Trump quipped during a rally: “Russia, if you’re listening, I hope you’re able to find the 30,000 emails that are missing.” As Trump went on to learn the hard way, never make a Democrat the butt end of a joke when they’re cornered.

Not only did the Democrats use that offhand remark to say that Russia had hacked Clinton’s email server, but they took the absurdity one level higher, spreading the dangerous conspiracy theory that Russia had colluded with Trump to defeat Clinton in the quest for the White House. As a result, Trump spent the bulk of his four years in office defending himself from the fanatical Russiagate inquisition.  

Meanwhile, Nancy Pelosi, whose laptop went missing from her office during the Boomer Selfie Tour 2021, which the Democrats are at pains to label an ‘insurrection,’ finds herself in a similarly uncomfortable situation. According to retired Lieutenant General Thomas McInerney, Pelosi, and her fellow Democrats were “terrified” about what might be discovered on the missing laptop. So frantic, in fact, that, according to McInerney in the aftermath of the Capitol incident, “Pelosi called the Chairman of the Chiefs General Mark Milley and they’re trying to get him [Donald Trump] out on the 25th Amendment or to impeach him.” 

Whatever the real reason for the Democrats pushing for yet another impeachment, it does seem very strange that they would waste the time and energy to punish Trump yet again unless they were motivated by pure fear. 

In any case, as fate would have it, it has been reported that Pelosi’s laptop has been found. The suspect has been identified as Riley June Williams, 22, a native of Pennsylvania, who has since been arrested. For those who may be thinking, ‘Wow! No sign of Russian intrigue,’ you would be advised to control your premature ejaculations. According to the FBI affidavit, a ‘former romantic partner’ of Williams said the woman devised a plan to ship the laptop to a friend in Russia, who then planned to turn it over to the SVR – Russian intelligence.   

UPDATE: Riley Williams is still not in federal custody at this time, a senior law enforcement official tells NBC's Mike Kosnar. https://t.co/4fxSEe9nJd

— Tom Winter (@Tom_Winter) January 19, 2021

Does that story sound even remotely plausible? If the woman was truly a Trump supporter, wouldn’t the obvious course of action be to simply turn over the device to the nearest Republican representative office? Why this incessant need to drag Russia into yet another American political scandal?

The reason, by now, is obvious. In the event that something truly disturbing from Pelosi’s laptop is revealed, the Democrats will pounce on the ‘Russia did it’ narrative. Then, instead of the media focusing on the real story – whatever may or may not be found on the laptop – the media will provide cover fire for the opening of yet another anti-Russia witch hunt.

Any future ‘Russiagate 2.0’ scenario, however, may have one major difference from the original. Following the ‘insurrection’ at the Capitol building, Democrats are itching to introduce ‘domestic terrorism prevention’ legislation, which will, if passed, have a chilling effect on the most basic freedoms, including the ability to gather in protest without being labeled ‘domestic terrorists.’ 

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The already drafted Domestic Terrorism Prevention Act opens with the following statement, which shows clearly who will be mostly targeted by such legislation (hint: not left-wing agitators, such as Antifa and Black Lives Matter): “Recent reports have demonstrated that White supremacists and other far-right-wing extremists are the most significant domestic terrorism threat facing the United States…”

Although Russia, surprisingly, is not mentioned in the legislation, it does not take much imagination to foresee a day when some right-wing supporter, much like Riley June Williams, will find himself or herself embroiled in a high-profile criminal case involving the Democrats that has extremely dubious connections to Russia. Suddenly, an act of ‘domestic terrorism’ will magically morph into a ‘state-sponsored’ – i.e. Russia – act of terrorism.

Tragically, what started off as an innocent joke by Donald Trump about Russia and Clinton’s emails has snowballed into the most dangerous scenario for average Americans: being pulled into a grand conspiracy theory that imagines a Russian hand behind everything the Democrats view as a ‘crime’. 

In a rapidly approaching future, average Americans, portrayed as ‘extremist,’ as well as distant Russia will become the new ‘usual suspects,’ albeit with a possible ‘terrorist’ charge to boot. This descent into sheer madness must end before it reaches peak insanity. 

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‘I’m a Weapon of Mass Distraction’: American lawyer who took on US oil giant held under house arrest in New York for 500+ days

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Steven Donziger’s story is that of a single man battling a powerful corporation over its devastating pollution of the Amazon region – and paying a terrible price. Here, he speaks exclusively to RT.com about his ordeal.

As a law graduate from Harvard, a contemporary of Barack Obama, there’s an expectation you would be exempt from the abuses of the US state.

However, things have played out differently for Steven Donziger.

He’s been under house arrest for over 500 days, despite being convicted of no crime. He has been disbarred and vilified, had his bank accounts frozen, and now faces up to five months in jail. He is forced to wear a GPS device strapped to his ankle, and in order to leave his two-bedroom home in New York he needs permission 48 hours in advance. 

Donziger, speaking to RT.com from his seventh floor Manhattan apartment, says: “I can’t even go get the mail in the lobby. What’s happening to me has never happened to any other person in America for even one day.”

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His crime?

Officially, he has been charged with criminal contempt of court.

The more likely reason, according to him and his supporters: he is being persecuted for taking on a US oil giant, and winning.

The saga began three decades ago in 1993, when Donziger became part of a legal team that began proceedings against Chevron for systemically polluting the land of the indigenous people in the oil-rich Lago Agrio area of Ecuador.

They won damages of $18 billion from an Ecuadorian court in 2011, later reduced to $9.5 billion – less than a tenth of Chevron’s 2019 turnover of $139 billion. 

Chevron, however, has not paid a cent of that. It instead turned its guns and money on Donziger, and has spent many millions – the target himself estimates it might actually be billions – in the battle against him.

‘They dumped massive amounts of toxic waste’  

The polluting was done between 1964 and 1992 by Texaco, which was later bought by Chevron.

“I think this is probably the most important corporate legal accountability case in the world today,” Donziger states. “It’s connected to global warming and the survival of our planet. 

“Oil and big fossil fuel companies do not want to pay for their pollution, if they have to, then their entire business model would be much less viable or would have to be extinguished, in my view. 

“They don’t pay for the damage they caused and run away with profits… it’s blood money and they use a lot of that to try to green wash their reputation and attack their critics like me.

“Chevron dumped massive amounts of toxic waste and killed people in the process.

“They think by attacking me they won’t have to live up to their legal obligation to the indigenous people in the Amazon they poisoned for decades to save money on their production costs.

“The larger case is still alive and is promising… they feel enormous risk.”

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It’s a complex situation, but Donziger’s current predicament is because allegations have been made over his conduct in the case, with a US court ruling in 2014 that the Ecuador judgement was “obtained by corrupt means.” 

This is based on allegations that Donziger ghost wrote the original court judgement against Chevron and bribed Ecuadorian officials, even though the pollution damage was not challenged. This was claimed by former Ecuadorian judge Alberto Guerra, who has since admitted this was a lie. 

Donziger feels that having to defend these spurious accusations is all part of a strategy of intimidation. “I defend myself constantly but I don’t feel I should have to – we won the case. The whole idea is to make it a debate over me. It’s a clever narrative they have created.

“I wasn’t the lawyer in Ecuador, there was a legal team there but they tried to blame it on me as conceptually they can’t account for the fact that Ecuadorians have the sophistication, skill, and volition to win a case against them in court.

“It has to be some American guy who manipulated that, which is not true. 

“Are there things that could have been done differently? Of course, any lawyer who litigates a multi-year complex case who says otherwise is full of s**t. Those are strategic and tactical decisions, not ethical decisions.” 

Donziger’s case, which carries a maximum prison sentence of five months, was finally due to be heard next week in New York, but due to Covid it has just been pushed back to May 10. He will have endured nearly 650 days of house arrest by then. 

The reason the detention was ordered was because Donziger was deemed a flight risk, due to his links with Ecuador.

Donziger, who is 60 years old and doesn’t have a criminal record, says the idea he’d flee is “preposterous”: “That’s not how I roll, I don’t run from things and I wouldn’t do that. And it makes no logical sense; if I did that I would be a fugitive for the rest of my life, and I’m only facing five months [in jail] here.”

‘They want to crush me’

He marked his 500th day under house arrest last month in a scene straight out of a Latin American playbook, with an address to supporters from a window of his apartment.

Donziger is adamant he should not be facing criminal charges at all: “The orders that are the basis for these criminal charges are currently under appeal. They are civil orders, but the judge charged me with criminal contempt for not complying with a civil order that I appealed and has not been determined to be lawful yet; that’s never happened, as far as we can tell, in the entire history of the United States.”

The other unique element is that the US District Court for the Southern District of New York declined to prosecute Donziger, but a judge allowed a private law firm to do so. It was then revealed that Chevron was a former client of the firm, as recently as 2018. 

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Donziger says: “Basically a private law firm was appointed by the judge to prosecute, but he hid the fact that the law firm had Chevron as a client. 

“This is a corporate capture of elements of our federal judiciary for Chevron to deprive me of my liberty, take my passport, take my money, and crush me. 

“They don’t want me to continue my advocacy such that they will have to pay the judgement by having it enforced in countries where they have assets outside of the United States.”

In the main case, three appeal courts in Ecuador have upheld the $9.5 billion award, including its supreme court. Canada’s supreme court has also agreed.

Donziger feels a large part of the issue is that some elements within the US don’t want to be challenged by smaller, less powerful nations.

He explains: “[The] trial court judge is the lowest level judge in the federal system and he has ruled to overturn a decision of a sovereign nation at the highest level by their supreme court. Can you imagine the reverse, if an Ecuadorian trial judge tried to overturn a US Supreme Court decision? It’s judicial imperialism.

“They hate the concept of a country like Ecuador having a court that holds a big US company accountable. I don’t think they want other countries ruling on the conduct of US companies to this degree.”

‘I’ve been SLAPPED’

Donziger’s law license has been suspended, as a consequence of the contempt of court charge.

He appealed but it has not been reissued. So not only is his movement restricted, but he has lost his livelihood and Chevron has had his bank accounts frozen.

Donziger feels he is a victim of a SLAPP – a Strategic Lawsuit Against Public Participation, designed to chill free speech: “What is happening to me is a small piece of a broader mosaic; I’m being used as a weapon of mass distraction.

“Chevron is trying to kill off this kind of work, to make the cost of this so high that there will be fewer human rights lawyers. My focus is to get my clients the result that has been legally granted.”

But life is tough, as with no income Donziger relies solely on donations to exist. 

“People donate all over the world $5 or $10 at a time, which we use to pay our bills, plus my wife has a modest job,” he says. “It’s a struggle to survive, and if my donations stopped I’d be homeless.

“I’m amazed at our resilience and ability to deal with it. Obviously, it’s extremely depressing on one level, but it’s also nourishing on another to know that you’re effective enough that they go to these extreme measures. 

“What’s really encouraging is to see is the solidarity and response of tens of thousands of people around the world who’ve signed up to our campaign, the 55 Nobel laureates and 37 bar associations who’ve stepped up to support me – that lifts our spirits enormously. 

“We try to create a level of happiness in our home every day, my wife and I vowed to not let it turn into a pathology. We’re as good as we can be under the circumstances and mentally our health is solid.”

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America has a huge media industry, but the corporate interests in his case have meant Donziger feels shunned by large parts of it. His plight has been featured only on certain platforms: “The independent media has been pretty engaged, but the big networks that rely heavily on corporate advertising have been very disengaged, and I include the New York Times in that.”

Perhaps not surprisingly, given his profession, Donziger still believes in the rule of law. However, he does feel there is scope for US judges to abuse their power, as only four federal judges have ever been impeached, so some may feel they can act with impunity.

“I think the vast majority of federal judges do their jobs correctly,” he states. “It is overall a pro-corporate judiciary in America, but I think almost all judges are conscientious about fulfilling their ethical duties.

“And there are lawyers who have it worse than me, who’re locked up in Turkey, Saudi Arabia and Russia, but this hasn’t been seen before in the United States, and this trend is growing around the world.

“I don’t think it should be divorced from the authorisation we see manifested by Donald Trump, Orban, the Law and Justice party in Poland, and Boris Johnson to some extent. 

“These are trajectories that are quite dangerous to people of colour and vulnerable communities, and those who stand up effectively have become targets – I’m an example of that.”

 

Donziger remains a humorous, affable man, who even makes a few wisecracks at his own expense during the interview; when discussing being in a good mental state, he quipped: “That’s my own self-assessment, others might disagree,” and then heartily chucked like a man without a care in the world.

He also spent the final 10 minutes of our Zoom call discussing his favourite English football team, Fulham, and their troubled season, along with his confusion at why star Dele Alli is not being picked by Tottenham Hotspur’s manager Jose Mourinho.

It was reassuring to see that, while his liberty has been taken, his spirit hasn’t been broken.

He isn’t seeking to be placed on a platform or hailed as a campaigning icon. To him, he was simply doing his duty and he wants to return to it: “I never thought of this in any other way as a lawyer doing my job to get a result for my clients. But they want to silence dissent and send a message to anyone else who might stand up to corporations – that is, what could happen to you is what is happening to Steven Donziger.”

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What Kayleigh did next: What will Donald Trump’s press secretary do after his presidency goes not so gently into that good night?

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By Charlie Stone, author and journalist who has worked for the BBC, several national newspapers in the UK and international media.

Kayleigh McEnany has quite possibly the worst job in the world right now, and she’s showing the strain, but what does life after Trump hold for the old Fox News production assistant?

It’s not the most flattering photo. But it’s real. In a frame taken from a White House press briefing the day after rioters stormed the Capitol, the main spokeswoman for The Trump Show looked washed out and the worse for wear. 

Poor Kayleigh McEnany. The standard-issue Barbie-doll hair and makeup was gone and she was just a young woman standing all alone on a stage in front of the whole world. 

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Is this not the worst job in the world right now, being the frontwoman during the writhing and agonising death throes of the Trump era? Poor Kayleigh looked like she’d been crying.

The screen grab pinged its way around Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram feeds, along with a witty caption saying the White House hair and makeup team must have quit, joining the exodus of more senior, but far less important, Trump staffers.

Hair and makeup quit pic.twitter.com/HgK3MITVkk

— Franz Coughka (@evren__7) January 10, 2021

There are many people now longing for the day when state-level police knock on Trump’s door and take him away to face any number of charges when his immunity as president expires. Can you imagine what The Donald will look like after a couple of weeks in jail? He’s a 74-year-old, incredibly vain man. Blond hair dye and tangerine-toned perma-tan are probably hard to come by in Attica Correctional Facility in upstate New York. It’s probably easier to score marijuana and crack cocaine.

Trump’s fourth press secretary only landed her role in April, just as the pandemic really began to rage. Now she’s wilting under the glare of the most intense scrutiny anywhere on planet Earth, under the most scrutinised presidency there has even been. Even grizzled old hacks such as Sean Hannity of Fox News or Lesley Stahl of ‘60 Minutes’ would struggle right now. And the truth is that Kayleigh – like so many in the Trump administration, including the president himself – was probably never really up to the job in the first place.

Now, plenty of people view her boss as an American Adolf Hitler – even President-elect Joe Biden compared occasional Trump supporter Ted Cruz to Joseph Goebbels. Ted Cruz has a thick skin, and I doubt he will be deterred from taking another run at the Republican presidential nomination. It may well be that very few people in the Trump White House even know who Goebbels was. (FYI, he was Hitler’s propaganda minister.)

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Unfortunately, Kayleigh McEnany is also in charge of Trump propaganda – or communications, depending on your taste. And, like Goebbels, it seems, she will remain loyal to the end. Though Goebbels and his wife Magda took loyalty to the ultimate extreme by killing their six children and then themselves. 

Don’t worry about it, Kayleigh – you’ve only got a week left. 

That said, there is already a sinister campaign for a witch hunt against anyone linked to the Trump administration, with claims there will be ‘consequences’ for all those who worked for the president. Although the link now seems to have expired, there was even a website for the Trump Accountability Project, which stated, “Never forget those who further the Trump agenda.” 

Whatever the Democrats’ public words about ‘healing’, it’s apparent they are as empty as any uttered by lothario Trump when he promised a girlfriend that he wouldn’t bed other women.

When the curtain finally falls on The Trump Show, you can be damn sure of two things. First off, some of these people around that Cabinet table will make a run for the Republican nomination sooner or later. And, secondly, there will be a veritable snowstorm of words on paper, and book after book after book is sure to be written. 

They’ll end up fighting each other to see who can get their boring, self-serving tome out first. The Trump presidency will be the most written-about in history. It will spawn books that could only ever be enjoyed by political journalists and political nerds with a perverse addiction to the minutiae of American politics..

What will Kayleigh do next? Her options could be narrow.

Randall Lane, the editor of Forbes magazine, warned companies not to hire McEnany or any other Trump defender. “Forbes will assume that everything your company or firm talks about is a lie … We’re going to scrutinize, double-check, investigate with the same skepticism we’d approach a Trump tweet.”

Poor Kayleigh. She’s still only 32. 

The truth is she’d only really wanted to be on TV, and hadn’t started out as an ardent Trump fan. She’d been working on Fox News, but just couldn’t get a break in front of the cameras until a friend told the blonde Harvard graduate that Trump was going to be the Republican nominee and, if she wanted “to get on television and have a career as a political pundit, you would be wise to be an early backer”.

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Next Thursday, Kayleigh’s out of her $183,000-a-year job

Those quick to shoot her down on social media, put yourself in poor Kayleigh’s expensive shoes. She hasn’t actually done anything wrong, other than try to do her job. And she isn’t a politician – she never had any political power. Give the girl a break.

Oh, and Kayleigh… get your book out first!

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What happened at the Capitol was bad. But the Democrats’ rhetoric of ‘sedition’ and ‘insurrection’ is paranoid and authoritarian

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By Charlie Stone, author and journalist who has worked for the BBC, several national newspapers in the UK and international media.

If Biden, Pelosi and co were serious about ‘healing’ the nation, they wouldn’t be trying to paint a bunch of red-hatted, flag-waving, occasionally shirtless morons taking selfies in the Senate chamber as a coup d’etat.

Come on, guys and gals, chill out USA. Calm down, calm down. You say you want to heal. Okay. The first thing y’all need to do is dial down the rhetoric.

A coup attempt, an insurrection, sedition – whatever wonderfully evocative term you care to reach for – is not some strange-looking dude with a painted face and horns on his head posing for the cameras inside the Capitol’s hallowed halls. 

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It’s not an incredibly dim, grey-haired bloke sitting in the House leader’s office chair and scrawling notes. It’s not a bunch of not-very-bright people tearing through the corridors of power with Confederate flags and MAGA hats stealing a laptop or two.

That’s not a coup d’etat, it’s a much smaller thing – it’s called ‘crap security’.

An armed insurrection is a leader pointing his army at the Capitol, and tanks driving up the steps and smashing through the doors. Rifle-wielding troops following up in its wake. 

A coup d’etat would be Donald Trump pulling on his military fatigues and taking to the airwaves, sitting at the Resolute Desk and solemnly declaring he had taken absolute control for the good of the nation.

If the president was imposing martial law, then all these screaming people would have a point.

But he isn’t. And that’s not what happened. It simply is not what’s happening now, nor is it going to happen in the final ten days of Trump’s term.

Yet, take these words from incoming president Joe Biden: “Don’t dare call them protesters. They were a riotous mob. Insurrectionists. Domestic terrorists. It’s that basic. It’s that simple.” And Trump had “unleashed an all-out assault on our institutions of democracy.”

Oh, and he compared Trump’s sometime supporter Ted Cruz to Joseph Goebbels, Adolf Hitler’s propaganda minister, for fueling ‘the big lie’ of election theft that led to the riotous mob.

Even Trump’s own side waded in. Take failed one-time Republican candidate for the presidency Mitt Romney, who said as the riot unfolded: “What happened here today was an insurrection, incited by the president of the United States.”

American chat show hosts also had their say, with Jimmy Kimmel inviting viewers of his late-night show to “the treason finale of the Donald Trump era.”

And here’s the leader of Congress, Democrat Nancy Pelosi: “In calling for this seditious act, the president has committed an unspeakable assault on our nation, and our people.” 

Trump has not – not yet, anyway – threatened any country with a nuclear attack. Yet Pelosi said she had spoken to the USA’s top military commander about “preventing an unstable president from initiating military hostilities or accessing the launch codes and ordering a nuclear strike.”

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Here’s another. “What is being perpetrated is a rebellion and a treason. They will pay a heavy price for their treason.” Oh, hang on a sec though, that was actually Turkish President Recep Tayyip Erdogan following a – real – attempted coup in 2016.

“As of this minute, I decide to seize ruling power,” said the Thai military leader General Prayuth Chan-ocha when he appointed himself prime minister in 2014.

Get the point?

President Trump did not scheme and plot a coup on his Christmas break on the golf course. He fumed and sulked at his election defeat. He did not hatch a plot for his supporters to storm those hallowed grounds of Washington, he just craved their attention. He is hooked on the heroin of their adulation. He needs it. And he didn’t think about the impact of his words, because he never does – just check out his Twitter account. Oh hang on. He’s been booted off that.

There was no American coup. It’s hyperbole and four years of pent-up fury and score settling. The folk shouting the loudest simply despise The Donald the most, and they don’t much like his supporters either. They do fear them, though, because there are loads of them and these people – for some reason – adore their president. Biden, Pelosi et al will simply never get their heads around “why?” 

It doesn’t matter. Trump is over.

The only genuine issue here is how the hell those people could get into the building and do what they did. And most of the people in charge of security have already fallen on their swords.

All this talk of nuclear codes and the 25th Amendment and impeachment is only turning Trump into a martyr. It’s pulling and scratching at the wounds the incoming leaders claim they want to heal.

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President Trump only has ten full days left in office; he isn’t gonna nuke China or invade Iran. He couldn’t even if he wanted to – the American system is filled with checks and balances. Trump cannot roll over in bed in the middle of the night and accidentally press the big red button marked ‘nuke’.

Just chill, take ten days off, and it’s over. Done.

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Parting is such tweet sorrow… A fond farewell to Donald Trump’s Twitter feed

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By Charlie Stone, author and journalist who has worked for the BBC, several national newspapers in the UK and international media.

The president has lost both the Oval Office and his beloved Twitter account. His posts were hilarious, mad, and occasionally dangerous – but, God, it’s been a helluva ride. @realDonaldTrump, we’ll miss you.

Donald Trump governed by social media. Tweeting from bed in his teddy bear pyjamas or on his sofa in front of a huge TV screen, sometimes from a buggy on his golf course.

It was never gonna end well, and now it’s all over. Twitter permanently suspended his account yesterday, and he has been indefinitely hoofed off Facebook and Instagram. 

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There are only so many teenage temper tantrums you can have until an adult takes away your smartphone. 

Plenty of people say the dumbest things on social media, but they’re not usually the 74-year-old president of the most powerful country in the world, with more than 6,000 nuclear warheads and 1.3 million active duty troops ready to go. 

Their words don’t rock stock markets. 

Trump’s Twitter journey all started in pretty limp fashion; his first ever tweet on May 4, 2009 was “Be sure to tune in and watch Donald Trump on Late Night with David Letterman as he presents the Top Ten List tonight!” Just some bland, promotional pap selling the Trump brand.

Seven years later, and he was about to be elected president – who’d have thought? That chubby orange-faced dude off ‘The Apprentice’, that serial bankrupt who erected gaudy apartment blocks and casinos and had a steady stream of pneumatic looking wives? Nah. Don’t be ridiculous. That’s never gonna happen.

His first tweet as president was: “I am honered to serve you, the great American people, as your 45th President of the United States!” The typo proved it was really him, and not some public relations drone. He later explained: “My use of social media is not Presidential – it’s MODERN DAY PRESIDENTIAL.”

Righto. He has sent thousands of tweets – and retweets  such as “If Hillary Clinton can’t satisfy her husband what makes her think she can satisfy America?” Which, uncharacteristically, he deleted.

In early June 2020, during the police brutality protests, he sent exactly 200 tweets and retweets in a single day. This being Donald Trump, he didn’t get the irony that this tweet storm came shortly after he’d signed an executive order to regulate the platform after it fact checked one of his tweets. His previous record had been 142, during his impeachment trial in January 2020.

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Anyway. It’s over. 

Trump is doomed to exist in the swamp of right-wing media and fringe conspiracy theorist outlets, exclusively read and watched by people who already love him. Oh, and the FBI. That’s if he’s not in jail for tax fraud. Ah well, at least the orange jump suit would match his face.

So, that’s it, he’s done. What will he do now if he wakes up in the middle of the night with a thought he just HAS to share? If I had to guess, I’d bet poor Melania is about to have her ear chewed off a whole lot more regularly (spare a thought for the First Lady).

It’s highly unlikely Donald Trump would ever have risen to be President of the United States of America without the megaphone – his MAGAphone, if you like – of social media. He would have been far more controlled, his messages corralled, and he would have had to rely on the old school ‘fake news’ networks – and they would never have given him the airtime.

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Anyway, without further ado, here are 30 of The Donald’s bestest tweets in his very own, very best, words. Mr President, for the last time, take it away:

1:  I WILL be president, oh yes, and my self-confidence is the stuff of legend: November 2012.

“Thanks- many are saying I’m the best 140 character writer in the world. It’s easy when it’s fun.”

2: Listen, I am an expert on the benefits of a healthy diet: October 2012.

“I have never seen a thin person drinking Diet Coke.”

3: I could have been a scientist, honestly, I am a world authority on climate change: November 2012.

“The concept of global warming was created by and for the Chinese in order to make U.S. manufacturing non-competitive.”

4: And I’m an arch feminist; what do you expect if you allow women into the military? But, I mean, men and women shouldn’t always mix: May 2013.

“26,000 unreported sexual assults in the military-only 238 convictions. What did these geniuses expect when they put men & women together?”

5: Fancy a free round of golf, Barack? September 2014.

“If Obama resigns from office NOW, thereby doing a great service to the country—I will give him free lifetime golf at any one of my courses!”

6: Again with the over self-confidence, it’s just the way I am: May 2013.

“Sorry losers and haters, but my I.Q. is one of the highest -and you all know it! Please don’t feel so stupid or insecure,it’s not your fault.”

7: Did you know I am a genius detective, and the then-US President wasn’t born in the USA, so he is illegitimate, according to my “extremely credible source?” My source is not just credible, he’s EXTREMELY credible. Oh man, I forgot to put that in caps and there are no exclamation marks! Anyway, job done – boot Barrack out: August 2012.

“An ‘extremely credible source’ has called my office and told me that @BarackObama’s birth certificate is a fraud.”

8: I don’t want to go to bed with my fellow socialite Arianna Huffington, co-founder of the Huffington Post: August 2012

“@ariannahuff is unattractive both inside and out. I fully understand why her former husband left her for a man- he made a good decision.”

9: Genius. Bugger, why didn’t I think of this one for my re-election? Missed a trick: November 2011.

“In order to get elected, @BarackObama will start a war with Iran.”

10: Come on guys, climate change, it ain’t all bad: November 2012.

“It’s freezing and snowing in New York–we need global warming!”

11: Every six-year-old boy knows this one: “my dad is bigger than your dad,” or “my gun is bigger than your gun,” etc: January 2018.

“North Korean Leader Kim Jong Un just stated that the ‘Nuclear Button is on his desk at all times.’ Will someone from his depleted and food starved regime please inform him that I too have a Nuclear Button, but it is a much bigger & more powerful one than his, and my Button works!”

12: We need to save our bald eagles from wind turbines: August 2012.

“It’s Friday. How many bald eagles did wind turbines kill today? They are an environmental & aesthetic disaster.”

13: President Obama’s mind isn’t on the job; it’s on the basketball court. Though, during my presidency, I will play golf around 300 times: November 2012.

“Why is Obama playing basketball today? That is why our country is in trouble!”

14: I’ll say it, but I won’t say it – here’s another one for the feminists: October 2012.

“While @BetteMidler is an extremely unattractive woman, I refuse to say that because I always insist on being politically correct.”

15: Here’s another one for the folks who love my scientific mind: October 2012.

“Remember, new ‘environment friendly’  lightbulbs can cause cancer. Be careful– the idiots who came up with this stuff don’t care.”

16: See, I told you! I know how to handle a deadly disease: August 2014.

“The U.S. cannot allow EBOLA infected people back. People that go to far away places to help out are great-but must suffer the consequences!”

17: I don’t need the fake news media, I have Twitter: May 2020.

“The Lamestream Media is doing everything within their power to foment hatred and anarchy. As long as everybody understands what they are doing, that they are FAKE NEWS and truly bad people with a sick agenda, we can easily work through them to GREATNESS!”

18: I wrestled and beat that pesky China virus, and those steroids man – I feel awesome: October 2020.

“I will be leaving the great Walter Reed Medical Center today at 6:30 P.M. Feeling really good! Don’t be afraid of Covid. Don’t let it dominate your life. We have developed, under the Trump Administration, some really great drugs & knowledge. I feel better than I did 20 years ago!”

19: I would whip ‘crazy’ Joe Biden in a fight, bring it on (Damn, I hadn’t thought of calling him ‘Sleepy Joe’ then, and ‘Crazy Joe’ actually sounds like a guy who can throw a punch. Never mind. Crazy or Sleepy, even if Joe wins he won’t have won. Never. Not in my world): March 2018.

“Crazy Joe Biden is trying to act like a tough guy. Actually, he is weak, both mentally and physically, and yet he threatens me, for the second time, with physical assault. He doesn’t know me, but he would go down fast and hard, crying all the way. Don’t threaten people Joe!”

20: Lowest approval ratings since Eisenhower? Those bloody opinion polls are rigged, in fact anything in which I don’t come out on top – there must be some kind of fraud: January 2017.

“The same people who did the phony election polls, and were so wrong, are now doing approval rating polls. They are rigged just like before.”

21: I beat Hillary in the popular vote as well as the Electoral College. I did! Because I say I did! Fraud, etc: November 2016.

“In addition to winning the Electoral College in a landslide, I won the popular vote if you deduct the millions of people who voted illegally.”

22: I would have got Bin Laden sooner, so there: November 2018.

“Of course we should have captured Osama Bin Laden long before we did. I pointed him out in my book just BEFORE the attack on the World Trade Center. President Clinton famously missed his shot. We paid Pakistan Billions of Dollars & they never told us he was living there. Fools!..”

23: I’m NOT paranoid, right! But that bastard Barack, he had my wires tapped! March 2017.

“Terrible! Just found out that Obama had my ‘wires tapped’ in Trump Tower just before the victory. Nothing found. This is McCarthyism!”

24: Hey Iran, wanna fight? This is in CAPITALS and there are exclamation marks, so you better watch out! July 2018.

“To Iranian President Rouhani: NEVER, EVER THREATEN THE UNITED STATES AGAIN OR YOU WILL SUFFER CONSEQUENCES THE LIKES OF WHICH FEW THROUGHOUT HISTORY HAVE EVER SUFFERED BEFORE. WE ARE NO LONGER A COUNTRY THAT WILL STAND FOR YOUR DEMENTED WORDS OF VIOLENCE & DEATH. BE CAUTIOUS!”

25: Even I don’t know what this one meant, and this was way before Covid-19: May 2017.

“Who can figure out the true meaning of ‘covfefe’ ???  Enjoy!”

26: A porn star I never had sex with, honest, she looks like a horse: October 2018.

“‘Federal Judge throws out Stormy Danials lawsuit versus Trump. Trump is entitled to full legal fees.’ @FoxNews Great, now I can go after Horseface and her 3rd rate lawyer in the Great State of Texas. She will confirm the letter she signed! She knows nothing about me, a total con!”

27: I don’t want to have sex with Meryl Streep: January 2017.

“Meryl Streep, one of the most over-rated actresses in Hollywood, doesn’t know me but attacked last night at the Golden Globes. She is a…..”

28: I didn’t wanna be Time’s person of the year, I don’t like the attention: November 2017.

“Time Magazine called to say that I was PROBABLY going to be named ‘Man (Person) of the Year,’ like last year, but I would have to agree to an interview and a major photo shoot. I said probably is no good and took a pass. Thanks anyway!”

29: I’m a very stable genius, I am! January 2018.

“Now that Russian collusion, after one year of intense study, has proven to be a total hoax on the American public, the Democrats and their lapdogs, the Fake News Mainstream Media, are taking out the old Ronald Reagan playbook and screaming mental stability and intelligence…..

….Actually, throughout my life, my two greatest assets have been mental stability and being, like, really smart. Crooked Hillary Clinton also played these cards very hard and, as everyone knows, went down in flames. I went from VERY successful businessman, to top T.V. Star…..

….to President of the United States (on my first try). I think that would qualify as not smart, but genius….and a very stable genius at that!”

30: I am a very unhappy ‘stable genius’. Less than two weeks left of my term in office, it’s worth reminding you of this one: May 2014.

“The global warming we should be worried about is the global warming caused by NUCLEAR WEAPONS in the hands of crazy or incompetent leaders!”

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I twice voted for Donald Trump, but his seditious behavior means he will go down in history as the worst American president EVER

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While Democrats call for Trump to be removed from office, the best course of action is to let him finish his term as little more than spoiled goods, the only sitting president who actively conspired against his own government.

In the interest of full disclosure, I supported Donald Trump’s candidacy in 2016, and again in 2020. This was not because I bought into his ‘Make America Great Again’ nonsense. In fact, I was highly critical of candidate Trump prior to his winning the Republican Party nomination; following Trump’s criticism of John McCain for being taken prisoner in Vietnam, for example, I wrote that “Donald Trump has never been a serious candidate for president,” and that his “presence among the ranks of Republican presidential hopefuls is more a reflection of a certain segment of America’s infatuation with the baser aspects of reality television than any viability as a contender for office.” 

When he lambasted Judge Gonzolo Curiel’s qualifications because he was Hispanic, I condemned his actions as “dangerous, and insulting to the history of the country Trump says he wants to make great again.” I supported Trump because, in my mind, the alternatives – Hillary Clinton and Joe Biden – were much worse.

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Trump won in 2016; in 2020, he lost. As a result, at 12 noon on January 20, 2021, Biden will be sworn in as the 46th President of the United States, ending four years of an experiment in populist politics headed by Trump that was, for better or for worse, unique in American history. In this age of instant gratification and 24-hour news cycles, there will be a temptation among many to try and immediately relegate Trump to the bottom of the pantheon of presidents, rated alongside those who came before him. Presidents, however, are like a fine wine, and often need the passage of time before their full potential is realized. 

Trump has always been a polarizing figure, generating extreme emotions on both ends of the spectrum – you either love him or hate him. His reality television persona, when combined with the brashness of a risk-taking New York City realtor, resulted in an “in your face” style that was the antithesis of the copesetic blandness Americans had come to expect from their mainstream politicians. As such, rating Trump as a president requires a different standard than used with his establishment predecessors, one that strips away the artifice of diplomacy and tact, and instead focuses purely on results. When judged in this light, Trump is neither the best nor the worst president in American history, but rather residing somewhere in the middle.

This, however, is not how Trump will be, or should be, judged. Instead, he will go down in history as the worst American president, ever, because of what he said and did on January 6, 2021. His conduct in inciting a crowd of thousands of supporters to storm and occupy the US Capitol while a joint session of Congress, presided over by his Vice President Mike Pence, counted the votes of the Electoral College that would formally recognize Biden as the president-elect, has made Trump unique in American history – he is the only sitting president who actively conspired against his own government, in violation of the very Constitution he swore to uphold and defend.

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While the president may escape being criminally charged for sedition, his actions were seditious in nature, with the cause-and-effect relationship between his exhortations and the actions of those who violently occupied the Capitol building clear to all. Even Trump himself eventually realized he had gone too far – in a videotaped message, delivered via television yesterday evening, the president sought to ease the passions he had enraged. “I am outraged by the violence, lawlessness, and mayhem,” Trump said. “America is and must always be a nation of law and order,” he added, noting that “those who engaged in the acts violence and destruction…do not represent our country.” 

Perhaps more importantly, Trump finally acknowledged that “[a] new administration will be inaugurated on January 20,” declaring that “[my] focus now turns to ensuring a smooth, orderly and seamless transition of power.” 

The president’s message cannot, and will not, absolve him of his conduct on January 6. It will, however, most likely end up sparing him from the ignominy of being prematurely removed from office. Concern about his mental fitness to govern has driven the leadership of the congressional Democrats to demand that Vice President Pence invoke the 25th Amendment to remove Trump from office or else face a second impeachment proceeding. The conciliatory tone and language of the president’s address appeared to have mollified Pence, without whom a 25th Amendment proceeding cannot take place. Moreover, Biden has made it clear that while any effort to remove Trump from office are the sole prerogatives of Pence, Trump’s cabinet and Congress, while the energies of the Democratic Party are best utilized moving forward rather than looking back. 

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Over the course of the next twelve days, all eyes will be on Trump as the American people and those they elected to represent them in higher office try to wrap their minds around just precisely what transpired on Wednesday, and what it means for the future of American democracy. While President Trump has rightly been excoriated because of his actions, the reality is that the US remains a nation scarred by deep partisan divisions. A government’s legitimacy is drawn from the consent of the governed, and as things currently stand, nearly 50 percent of Americans remain vigorously opposed to the idea of Biden being their president. 

As important as it is that Trump be penalized for betraying his oath of office, it is even more important that America begins the long, difficult process of healing as a nation. This is best accomplished by allowing Trump to go gently into the night as a man with no political future, rather than turning him into a martyr capable of rallying millions of supporters who remain loyal to his tainted cause and who will actively work to undermine a Biden administration.

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RT’s The Wokies: 2020’s top 10 woke MEDIA moments

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Navigating the politically correct modern world is often a difficult task. Thankfully, we have a hyper-woke media to tell us what’s right and what’s wrong (but mostly what’s wrong). Here’s their greatest hits of 2020.

Remember when talk-show hosts made us laugh and journalists reported the news? Those days are long gone, and the mainstream media has since embraced a new, nobler role: to scold, scorn and lecture its viewers and readers until they see the error of their outdated, unwoke ways.

Here we honor 10 trailblazing wokescolds who found new and creative ways to talk down to us this year.

10. CNN’s ‘fiery but mostly peaceful’ riots

If it sounds like a riot, looks like a riot, and burns like a riot, is it a riot? Not to CNN, who told its viewers not to trust their lying eyes when rioters set fire to downtown Kenosha, Wisconsin in August.

The city was set alight following the police shooting of African American Jacob Blake, and even as CNN’s cameras broadcast live images of the conflagration, the network accompanied the images with a banner describing the protests as “fiery but mostly peaceful.”

CNN wasn’t the only network to dabble in PR for rioting mobs. Back in May, MSNBC host Ali Velshi described unrest in Minneapolis as “not, generally speaking, unruly,” as protesters behind him gathered in front of a burning building.

Despite the insistence of the media, arson and rioting is still considered “unruly” throughout much of the world.

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9. BBC presenter claims GARDENING is racist

If you’ve got an affinity for the outdoors and appreciate the charms of “native” wildflowers, then BBC presenter James Wong has some shocking news for you: you’re racist. 

Wong – a botanist and presenter on Countryfile – unleashed a fiery tirade against the apparent racism of British gardening culture earlier this month. Terms like “heritage” and “native,” when used to describe plant life, show that gardening has “racism baked into its DNA,” he noted.

Wong explained that he was once told by critics that a planting concept he developed “didn’t fit the area,” so therefore, the critics must have been racists. Just don’t tell him about Britain’s problems with “invasive non-native species” or its efforts to eradicate Japanese knotweed. He may never recover.

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8. New York Times melts down over ‘send in the troops’ op-ed

As riots consumed the US’ major cities in June, Arkansas Senator Tom Cotton (R) penned an op-ed in the New York Times calling on President Trump to do what many on the right were urging him to: “send in the troops.” Liberals raged, and the Times’ editors scrambled to defend their decision to publish it.

A day later, however, they flipped, calling its publication a mistake, describing the article as not meeting “our standards,” and pledging to reduce the number of op-eds in the paper permanently. Furthermore, the Times’ journalists complained that the article “put them in danger,” while the actual riots happening in the city at the time, presumably, did not.

With the crisis defused, the Times’ editors could go back to advocating for military force in far-away countries and publishing op-eds by less dangerous people, like the Taliban.

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7. BBC says no to diverse comedy

Amid uncertain and stressful times, laughter is often the best medicine. But if you don’t lean left, or if you voted for Brexit, then you’re the butt of the joke to the BBC. Recent research found that 75 percent of the taxpayer-funded broadcaster’s comedy slots are filled by “anti-Brexit, left-leaning comedians.” 

These conformist comedians won’t just mock your politics. Sometimes, they’ll even mock you. Take Sue Perkins, a regular on the BBC’s panel shows. Perkins thinks that anyone who voted for Brexit are“headbangers, zealots and quislings.”

Way to alienate 52 percent of your audience, Sue! At least the cringe-inducing wokeness of Perkins and her ilk on this list give the rest of us something to laugh at.

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6. Ellen DeGeneres and the ill-advised ‘superhero nurse’ costume

After a year of clapping for frontline healthcare workers and watching hundreds of insufferable ‘dancing nurse’ TikTok videos, talk-show host Ellen DeGeneres dressed up as a Superman-inspired nurse for Halloween to remind us yet again that nurses are amazing, wonderful, selfless, and better than everyone else.

However, Ellen’s own bedside manner apparently leaves a lot to be desired. Earlier this year she was slammed for alleged behind-the-scenes bullying of her staff, and her penchant for insulting “fat” and “stupid” children. Florence Nightingale she ain’t.

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5. The BBC also thinks the COUNTRYSIDE is racist

What is it with ‘Countryfile’ presenters and racism? On top of James Wong’s issues with gardening, presenter Ellie Harrison declared in October that, far from a rural idyll, Britain’s countryside is teeming with bigotry and prejudice.

White people, she argued, have dominated Britain’s pastoral lands for too long by their sheer presence, and have driven minorities away with their… gastropubs and hiking trails, or something like that. Whatever the reason, Harrison predicted a “time of reckoning” will soon come for those who dwell there. 

“Even a single racist event means there is work to do,” Harrison pontificated, seemingly unaware that “single racist events” happen in cities too. Despite the revolutionary zeal of her warning, there’s unlikely to be cross burnings in the Cotswolds or lynchings on the Wicken Fen any time soon.

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4. Piers Morgan’s love affair with lockdowns

It’s difficult to be despised by all sides of the political spectrum, but ITV’s Piers Morgan manages with aplomb. Morgan is an opponent of Meghan Markle’s “fascist wokery,” but a defender of English footballers taking a knee for ‘Black Lives Matter.’ He’s been the subject of thousands of complaints for alleged racism, yet called Donald Trump “vile” and “repellent” for the tone of his rallies.

At the outset of the coronavirus pandemic, Morgan staked out a position as a staunch supporter of lockdowns, and of stiff penalties for those breaking the rules. Branding those flaunting the restrictions “covidiots,” Morgan was an early advocate of closing pubs and canceling Christmas in an effort to get the virus under control.

Therefore he probably shouldn’t have gotten into a taxi without his mask on this month, nor should he have encouraged his son to take part in a crowded BLM march this summer. Maybe we’re being covidiots here, but it seems just a little hypocritical, no?

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3. LA Times calls itself racist

Proponents of ‘critical race theory’ insist that there’s a tiny Klansman inside every white person, and demand that whitey pay penance for this original sin. The Los Angeles Times heeded their call this September and laid bare its own shocking, racist past.

Some of the paper’s old views were undeniably controversial – such as its support for the internment of Japanese citizens during World War II. In digging up more recent examples, however, the Times’ editorial board had to get a bit more creative. Its coverage of the 1965 Watts riots won a Pulitzer Prize, but was apparently racist because it was written by a mostly white newsroom. Likewise, the failure of a subsidiary paper aimed at the city’s minority neighborhoods is presented here as an example of the paper’s “deeply rooted… white supremacy,” rather than a business loss.

It even, imagine the horror, endorsed a Republican for governor in 1994. Presumably, staff parties will henceforth be replaced with self-flagellation sessions, conducted under the watchful eyes of Robin DiAngelo and Ibram X. Kendi.

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2. Every news outlet trying to make ‘Latinx’ a thing

Spanish is a gendered language, and for the scions of wokeness in academia, that’s “problematic.” The solution they cooked up was to replace “Latino” or “Latina” with “Latinx,” in a bid to include gender-nonconforming Latin Americans.

Always on the lookout for new ways to signal their progressiveness, liberal journalists jumped at the opportunity to make “Latinx” part of their vocabulary. Vox, the Huffington Post, Vice, and the Daily Beast all switched over to the term in recent months, though seemingly, nobody knows how to pronounce it. “Latin-ex” or “Latinks”? “Latin-*clicking sound*?” Who knows. 

Also confounding their efforts to make the term mainstream is the fact that Latin Americans, by and large, don’t care for or about it. According to a Pew Research poll in August, only three percent of Latinos and Latinas use the word. 65 percent of respondents told Pew that the term shouldn’t even be used to describe them.

The liberal press clearly has work to do to correct their latent white supremacy.

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1. MSNBC host reminds racist America that it may have voted for Biden, but it didn’t vote for Biden enough

For four years, the mainstream media has portrayed Donald Trump as racism incarnate, the white devil himself whose removal from the White House would usher in eternal peace and harmony. Now that that’s apparently about to happen, some pundits still aren’t satisfied.

After a mysterious pause in counting and bundles of fresh ballots tipped the needle in Biden’s favor in the days following November 3, the liberal media celebrated the former vice president’s impending victory. However, MSNBC host Joy Reid wanted Americans to be ashamed of themselves for only delivering him a squeaker victory, instead of the landslide he deserved.

Biden’s narrow win, she whined, confirmed to her that America has “a great amount of racism, anti-blackness, [and] anti-wokeness.” The fact that the election was so close, she continued, “hurts, it just hurts.” 

To people like Reid, voters evidently should have cast two ballots for Biden. One to elect him, and one to say sorry for being racist. Ironically, video footage purportedly showing multiple ballots for Biden bearing the same signatures being counted has been held up by the Trump campaign as evidence that the election was “rigged” in Biden’s favor.

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Uncle Murda – Rap Up 2018 Lyrics

[Intro]
It’s that time of year again
Don’t Come Outside, Vol. 2 on the way
Y’all only rock with me ’cause I’m disrespectful
Y’all know I don’t care ’bout these niggas
Happy New Year

[Verse 1]
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I’m like, “Damn, why they doin’ that to 50 Cent son?” (Aw)
Can’t forget about him gettin’ robbed and kidnapped
Y’all thought he was jokin’, nah, that was all big facts (That really happened)
He even talked on himself about gettin’ jacked
Ebro said he had the worst verse on “Get the Strap” (Ha)
“Suck my dick, suck my dick,” that’s what Tekashi said (Yup)
Free 6ix9ine, tell that lil’ nigga hold his head (TreyWay)
He went to Chicago and ain’t get shot
Just for goin’, fuck what time it was, he still get props
Him and his security was supposed to die there (Woo)
Somebody sent shots at Chief Keef in Time Square (Bang, bang)
Suge got 28 years, you don’t hear about him
Nobody sayin’ “Free Suge,” ’cause nobody care ’bout him (Nope)
Nicki ain’t wanna fight when Cardi tried to pop
But Cardi the one that left Fashion Week with a knot (Damn)
Jill Scott video when viral on some other shit
She need to teach Blac Chyna how to suck a dick (She need help)
Nicki vs Cardi, who side y’all choosin’?
Nicki rap better, but Cardi puttin’ out better music
Whatever Cardi drop hot, the people like the shit
Flex not a fan of Cardi ’cause she don’t write the shit (So what?)
Young Buck got caught up in some gay shit
‘Cause them G Unit niggas thought I wasn’t gon’ say shit (What!?)
Nah, fuck that, he got caught with a tranny
(Take it easy on that nigga, Murda, he still family)
(Alright, alright, alright)
Dwight Howard got caught with a tranny nigga
So much pussy out here, I don’t be understandin’ niggas
Huh, Kanye still a mess
Don’t want no 350s ’round me, Drake said it the best
He think Drake fucked Kim K, that nigga stressed (He did)
He out here with Donald Trump dick on his breath
You be embarrassin’ yourself when you in a public settin’, Ye
Now I see why Jay Z ain’t go to your weddin’, Ye (I see why)
And you got lipo, what’s next, Ye, ass shots?
With that red hat lookin’ like a Donald Trump mascot
Nigga lost his mind, he need to lose his voice
How you on TMZ sayin’ slavery was a choice? (How?)
Don’t put no new music out, we don’t wanna hear that shit
You a coon and you fucked up Teyana Taylor’s shit (Fuck boy)
Bill Cosby locked up with the goons
We know he guilty, but free Bill, he gon’ die soon (Free Bill)
I swear them crackers actin’ like they shit don’t stink
That’s what you get though, Bill, for puttin’ pills in them bitches drinks (Damn)
Meek Mill came home, got picked up in a helicopter
Went to the game, was in the locker room with the whole roster (Whoa!)
Know that judge hated that, she don’t wanna see him prosper
He had some good lawyers on it like Ghost had Proctor (Yeah)
Talk about Power, RIP Kanan
Tommy shot Angela, crazy ass Caucasian (Tommy!)
Now you know him and Ghost gon’ have a few issues
When Tariq finally get killed, nobody gon’ miss you (We not)
My “Get The Strap” video came on after Kanan died
I was hype to be on Starz, I ain’t even gon’ lie
50 put me in a movie with Bruce Willis
Don’t laugh at me, y’all, they killed me in like 2 minutes (Ha-ha)

[Chorus]
I get it now, the people like when I talk about it (What?)
It’s that time of the year, so I’ma talk about it (What?)
They know what happen, they still want me to talk about it (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
They heard what happen, they still want me to talk about it
(Crazy) Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
(Crazy) Crazy, crazy, shit crazy (Whoa, whoa)
This year, too much shit happened
(Not tryna be here for a whole hour rappin’)

[Verse 2]
Birdman got tired of gettin’ called the fuck out
Finally payed Wayne and he let the Carter V come out (Thank you!)
Juelz at the airport, forgot that he had a gun (How?)
Drake ain’t want nobody to know that he had a son
Drake vs Pusha T, that was a good one
If Drake would’ve responded, I think he could’ve won
Lettin’ us know Drake had a kid was a genius move (It was)
Minus that, the second diss track was just cool (A’ight)
Drake ain’t respond so Push got the W
Drake told LeBron somebody gonna end up snuffin’ you (Ha-ha)
Rondo snuffed Chris Paul and spit on him
Carmelo got the whole NBA tryna shit on him (Damn)
Nobody don’t wanna sign him, it don’t make no sense
Actin’ like he ain’t even good enough to come off the bench (He ain’t that bad)
Draymond Green called Kevin Durant a bitch
The NFL hated how Nike got behind Kaepernick
JR got the rebound and ran the wrong way (What you doin’?)
LeBron said, “Fuck this, I’m takin’ my talents to LA”
Cleveland ain’t shit without him, tell me I’m lyin’
Black people don’t give a fuck about George Bush dyin’ (We don’t)
RIP Stan Lee, wish it was Donald Trump
Lil Uzi made Rich the Kid look like a punk
No “Plug Walk,” he did the plug right, he was out
And he got robbed and beat up at his bitch house (Damn)
I think Tori Brixx locked you up for your new freezer
Quevo said he fucked Nicki, she ain’t deny it neither (She didn’t)
Nicki vs Travis Scott, she don’t like that nigga
He only out sold her ’cause he fuckin’ Kylie Jenner (Word)
Kim was on ecstasy when Ray J recorded, that’s what she just said
For Ray, is the show gettin’ boring?
Saw Chloe baby father cheatin’ on TMZ
Nipsey Hussle slapped some nigga outside BET
Free Ralo and AR-Ab they in the feds
Bring XXXTentacion back, bring Trippie Redd (RIP X)
Bring Mac Miller back, take Lil Xan
Fuck him anyway, shorty ain’t no 2Pac fan
Nas dropped and Jay dropped with Bey on the same day
Like Ether got Jay still feelin’ some kind of way
Jay was in that water, like, “I’ma protect me”
With the helmet on, lookin’ funny ridin’ that jet-ski (That was funny)
And he checked Offset for callin’ Bey a bitch
Cardi left Offset because of the cheatin’ shit
Give him another chance, he on the Gram explainin’ it
He ain’t fuck shorty, he was just entertainin’ it (I believe it)
Wendy Williams, talk about how yo’ husband cheatin’
Havin’ a oops baby with another girl, now you leavin’ (How you doin’?)
He tired of yo’ ass havin’ no ass, he played you
He was just usin’ you for yo’ cash (Good for you)

[Chorus]
I get it now, the people like when I talk about it (What?)
It’s that time of the year, so I’ma talk about it (What?)
They know what happen, they still want me to talk about it (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
They heard what happen, they still want me to talk about it
(Crazy) Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
(Crazy) Crazy, crazy, shit crazy (Whoa, whoa)
This year, too much shit happened
(Not tryna be here for a whole hour rappin’)

[Verse 3]
That Lil Duval record had me upset like it had bum bitches actin’ like they livin’ they best life (Stop frontin’)
Don’t smile, bitch, you better cut it out (Stop it)
You still live in the projects at yo’ mother house (Ha-ha)
Kodak was on Ebro show and he walked out
How you gon’ try to talk about some shit he can’t talk ’bout
Pull ’em to the side and kick it if you tryna help
Don’t do it in no interview where he can indict himself
Safaree got robbed, went on air and he started cryin’
I don’t know if he was tellin’ the truth or if he was lyin’ (I hope it happened)
The corny nigga was fuckin’ Nicki
I don’t like him, I’m mad they ain’t hit Safaree with a bottle at Dyckman
This year, too much shit happened
Not tryna be here for a whole hour rappin’
Laughin’ at my own jokes, I really think I’m funny
Feds still ain’t find that nigga El Chapo money
(RIP Kim Porter, we all know you in heaven)
Puff gon’ make sure them kids good, don’t be up there stressin’
(RIP Aretha Franklin, we lost a legend)
You was more than talented, you truly was a blessin’
Kings killin’ kings to become hood famous
We want the real niggas back, RIP Young [?] (We want the real niggas)
RIP lil’ Junior from the Bronx, got stabbed up
[?] is like, “All this gangster shit not addin’ up” (It’s not)
Meanwhile, Amber Rose still proud to be a slut (Yup)
K Mitchell got them implants tooken out her butt
This year, I’m not gon’ talk about that [?] (I’m not)
Chris Brown ain’t dead, how Jacquees the fuckin’ king? (How?)
Bobby Brown kicked Janet out his hotel room
He was on crack when he did that, is what I assume (Crackhead)
Supposedly she was in the hallway naked
If it’s true, blame it on whatever drugs he was takin’ (Ha-ha)
“Say no to drugs,” is what I tell kids I meet
You don’t wanna be like Juelz Santana with no teeth (Damn)
Dipset reunited, they sound good together
I don’t think Stevie J and Faith look good together (They don’t)
I’m like, “Psh, what would Biggie say?”
Nothin’, probably just smack the shit out of Stevie J (Yup)
Will Smith son basically said he was gay
He announced that he had a boyfriend the other day (Tyler, The Creator)
NBA YoungBoy admitted he had herpes
His lil’ bitch got it too, they both dirty (Nasty)
This year, too much shit happened
Not tryna be here for a whole hour rappin’ (I’m not)
Meek and Drake beef dead, them niggas cool again (Good)
Some lil’ white kid shot up a school again (Crazy)
These shootings be gettin’ committed by white people
So why the fuck police still shootin’ up my people? (Why?)
People gotta vote, that is not to be slept on
I respect [?] gettin’ his Malcolm X on
White cop lady shot a black man in his crib
She though it was her house
No bitch, that’s where he live (Stupid)
Black Panther had us all proud to be black
No superhero movie ever did numbers like that (Nope)
Katt Williams don’t think Tiffany Haddish funny (Me neither)
Lee Daniels finally paid Damon Dash his money
Funk Flex said Dame Dash pussy, he foul (Ha-ha)
And he take Travis Scott’s, no, A$AP Rocky style
My niggas like, “Keep goin’,” they want more (Okay)
Travis Scott a coon like his brother in law (He is)
Performin’ for the Super Bowl knowin’ the situation
Now when his music come on, I change the station (Turn it off)
That’s why Tyga on the radio lit again
Your bitch probably wanna suck that nigga dick again (Kylie)
And I saw that interview you did about Mike Brown
Sayin’ he deserved that, it’s clear now, you a clown (That’s how you feel?)
You and Kanye downlow faggots
Jay gave [?] $7 million from taxes (I need help too)
This year, too much shit happened
Not tryna be here for a while hour rappin’ (I’m not)
It’s too long, it should’ve been shorter
My nigga Trey Songz fuckin’ Steve Harvey daughter (Ha-ha)
I’m off this, enough was said here
I’ll back throwin’ niggas under the bus next year (Whoa!)

[Chorus]
I get it now, the people like when I talk about it (What?)
It’s that time of the year, so I’ma talk about it (What?)
They know what happen, they still want me to talk about it (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
They heard what happen, they still want me to talk about it
(Crazy) Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
(Crazy) Crazy, crazy, shit crazy (Whoa, whoa)
This year, too much shit happened
(Not tryna be here for a whole hour rappin’)

Papoose – The Golden Child Lyrics

[Intro: Papoose]
Yeah, yeah, uh
This for my baby (baby baby)
Golden Child (Golden Child)
Ha-ha (ha-ha)

[Verse 1: Papoose]
It was love at first sight, when I met your mom I was open, wow!
She the queen, I’m supposed to bow, pretty face with a potent smile
We planned to have you back then but tragedy slowed us down
‘Cause she went away for a while when your dad had to hold it down
I questioned God, like “Why is this happenin’?” You know it’s ’bout
Everything that happen, happen for a reason, I know it now
We argue what we gon’ name you, I feel that’s over now
It don’t matter to me ’cause to me, your name is the Golden Child!
The love we share, they ain’t build it, that’s why they can’t destroy it
Truthfully, I understand the ploy, this is something they can’t avoid
I sing to yo’ mama stomach, she say I am annoying
“Won’t you shut up and just go to sleep, I don’t want to hear it, boy!”
She always say I’m annoyin’, but she just paranoid
She afraid I’mma spoil you, you loud and she hate to hear the noise
The world is yours and I promise don’t gotta share your toys
I won’t let you cry unless the tears you cryin’ are tears of joy!

[Hook: Papoose & *Angelica Villa*]
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!
*I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!*

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
They say first comes love and then comes marriage
Never mentioned the devastation I had in the miscarriage
I was torn up, broken down, felt less than a woman
But all that pain was erased when the doctor said you was comin’!
Me and daddy were so happy, this is all we ever wanted
So protective of your presence, I was scared to show my stomach
The rumors [?] said pregnancy’s supposed to change you
My belly, your dad would rub it, he was hatin’ on my angles
‘Cause the pictures had it down pat, from the front it looked all flat
From the side you was pokin’ but never could I be called that
Still fit all my clothes and you had me glowin’
I was overjoyed, ain’t care what I was havin’, ’cause girl or boy
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
Instantly knew me you and daddy would never part, please!
All my ladies, listen up
Never think of givin’ up
Doc said that we couldn’t, but look what God has given us!

[Hook: Papoose & *Angelica Villa*]
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!
*I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!*

[Verse 3: Papoose]
Take you to school every day, before you eat, say your grace
You can achieve anything; marathon, not a race
Tell the truth, never lie, the limit is in the sky
When you talk to a person, make sure you look in they eye
I’m sorry the world we live in is not a place much better
Sorry that you was born into the Donald Trump era
Thankful that I’m a King, thankful your mom is a Queen
You was born under marriage, black love is supreme
Always respect your elders, say “thank you” and “please”
Your grandmother gon’ make you some macaroni and cheese
I tatted you on my arm, some people say it ain’t smart
I put you on my left arm ’cause that’s mo’ close to your heart
I’m excited to meet you, my eyes excited to see you
Your mom got milk in her breasts, she excited to feed you
I would never mislead you, misguide or deceive you
My fists are here to protect you, my mind excited to teach you!

[Hook: Papoose & *Angelica Villa*]
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!
*I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I cannot wait to strap you down in that car seat
I heard your heartbeat
I heard your heartbeat
I can’t wait to make your bottle; I’m you, you are me!*

Dead Sara – Unamerican lyrics

[Intro]
Woah!
Oh, oh yeah!
Wow!
[?]

[Verse 1]
I want to look like what they look like on the television
First thing when I wake up
No makeup
Kiss me ’til my face is numb
I’m scum of the earth, but I still spit on the dirt

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Lord, save me now
What a fool I’ve become
So help me God, I must hate everyone
Well, fuck this playing around
Don’t give a fuck if it allowed
Well, fuck you Donald Trump
Fuck this, fuck everyone

[Chorus]
And you could have my innocence
That I lost when I was six
I’m not your model citizen
No, I’m not your daughter
And I’m not your bitch
I guess I’m unamerican

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I guess I’m unamerican

[Verse 2]
I’m a good Samaritan
Yeah, a psychopath
I had to sweat off chemicals in a bubble bath
The all-American girl, lesbo-gay maniac
“Practice what you preach” is a promise you can’t keep
Woah!

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Lord, save me now
What a fool I’ve become
So help me God, I must hate everyone
Well, fuck this playing around
Don’t give a fuck if it allowed
Well, fuck you! Ha!
Fuck this, fuck everyone

[Chorus]
And you could have my innocence
That I lost when I was six
I’m not your model citizen
No, I’m not your daughter
And I’m not your bitch
I guess I’m unamerican

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I guess I’m unamerican

[Bridge]
Do you solemnly swear
That you’ll tell the truth
The whole truth
And nothing but the truth
So help you God?
Oh shit!

[Chorus]
You could have my innocence
That I lost when I was six
I’m not your model citizen
No, I’m not your daughter
And I’m not your bitch
I guess I’m unamerican

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I guess I’m unamerican

[Outro]
I wanna be an alien
I wanna be an alien
I wanna be an alien
I wanna be an alien

Kendrick Lamar – XXX. (feat. U2) lyrics

[Intro: Bēkon & Kid Capri]
America, God bless you if it’s good to you
America, please take my hand
Can you help me underst—
New Kung Fu Kenny

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Throw a steak off the ark
To a pool full of sharks, he’ll take it
Leave him in the wilderness
With a sworn nemesis, he’ll make it
Take the gratitude from him
I bet he’ll show you somethin’, whoa
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, “Bitch, I did that!”
X-rated
Johnny don’t wanna go to school no mo’, no mo’
Johnny said books ain’t cool no mo’ (no mo’)
Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin
Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin’
God bless America, you know we all love him

[Verse 2]
Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101
Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds
He was sobbin’, he was mobbin’, way belligerent and drunk
Talkin’ out his head, philosophin’ on what the Lord had done
He said: “K-Dot, can you pray for me?
It been a fucked up day for me
I know that you anointed, show me how to overcome.”
He was lookin’ for some closure
Hopin’ I could bring him closer
To the spiritual, my spirit do know better, but I told him
“I can’t sugarcoat the answer for you, this is how I feel:
If somebody kill my son, that mean somebody gettin’ killed.”
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch
I’ll wait in front a nigga’s spot and watch him hit his block
I’ll catch a nigga leavin’ service if that’s all I got
I’ll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, “Bitch, I did that!”
Ain’t no Black Power when your baby killed by a coward
I can’t even keep the peace, don’t you fuck with one of ours
It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour
Ghetto bird be on the street, paramedics on the dial
Let somebody touch my momma
Touch my sister, touch my woman
Touch my daddy, touch my niece
Touch my nephew, touch my brother
You should chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Matter fact, I’m ’bout to speak at this convention
Call you back—

[Break: Kendrick Lamar]
Alright, kids, we’re gonna talk about gun control
(Pray for me) Damn!

[Chorus: Bono]
It’s not a place
This country is to me a sound
Of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look around

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Hail Mary, Jesus and Joseph
The great American flag is wrapped in drag with explosives
Compulsive disorder, sons and daughters
Barricaded blocks and borders
Look what you taught us!
It’s murder on my street, your street, back streets
Wall Street, corporate offices
Banks, employees, and bosses with
Homicidal thoughts; Donald Trump’s in office
We lost Barack and promised to never doubt him again
But is America honest, or do we bask in sin?
Pass the gin, I mix it with American blood
Then bash him in, you Crippin’ or you married to blood?
I’ll ask again — oops, accident
It’s nasty when you set us up
Then roll the dice, then bet us up
You overnight the big rifles, then tell Fox to be scared of us
Gang members or terrorists, et cetera, et cetera
America’s reflections of me, that’s what a mirror does

[Chorus: Bono]
It’s not a place
This country is to me a sound
Of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look ar—

Caleborate – Bankrobber

[Intro]
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Me and Drew Banga, Came back from the hiatus
I’m not high so, Imma try to just actually really feel it

[Chorus]
My daddy was a bankrobber, bankrobber
He taught me how to get money, get money
See I don’t wanna hurt nobody, yeah
I just love to live this way, aye
My daddy was a bankrobber, bankrobber
He taught me how to get money, get money
See I don’t wanna hurt nobody, yeah
I just love to live this way, aye

[Verse 1]
I’ve been out hear lowriding, lowriding
Hanging out with nobody, nobody
Cause i got my own problems, own problems
I’m young and black with no college, no college
But fuck em cause the streets is where i graduate
Momma gon congratulate
Tell me that she love me but i gotta make it out this place
Niggas die here everyday
Or they get stuck working jobs
Caleb get your own job then get your own state like tom
Get Del Niro like Rob and get a black girl too
And make sure you don’t forget what your daddy used to do
Never be like them niggas and they’ll wanna be you
And don’t fuck with hoes that don’t do shit but look cute

[Chorus]
My daddy was a bankrobber, bankrobber
He taught me how to get money, get money
See I don’t wanna hurt nobody, yeah
I just love to live this way, aye
My daddy was a bankrobber, bankrobber
He taught me how to get money, get money
See I don’t wanna hurt nobody, yeah
I just love to live this way, aye

[Bridge]
(You can keep it rolling)
Said my daddy was a bankrobber
My daddy was a bankrobber
My daddy was a
(This gonna be a bit controversial but i’m gonna say it)

[Verse 2]
Ayy, first off, fuck Donald Trump, I don’t care he’s not my president
Nigga i ain’t scared of shit
You can’t even tell him shit
What’s the point in hiding just be honest for the hell of it
I know my truth gonna set me free, So tell it
Look
Yeah i watch porno
I grown as fuck but still ain’t got no dough
I’m living with my aunty, I ain’t got no hoes
I beat my dick sometimes when she don’t answer my calls
I’m self conscious bout my size and how i look with clothes on
But i’m still cold as frozone
When i spit this oxycodone
Cause i admit that i ain’t shit and everybody follows
To make it big in this world you can’t be in your sorrows
Fuck what happened yesterday, you could blow up tomorrow
If you keep your eyes on the prize that night
Said my daddy back at high school when i would write
Now i’m recognized and God damn that nigga was right
That nigga was right

[Chorus]
My daddy was a bankrobber, bankrobber
He taught me how to get money, get money
See I don’t wanna hurt nobody, yeah
I just love to live this way, aye
My daddy was a bankrobber, bankrobber
He taught me how to get money, get money
See I don’t wanna hurt nobody, yeah
I just love to live this way, aye

My daddy was a bankrobber
My daddy was a bankrobber
My daddy was a

Trippie Redd – Hellboy

[Intro]
I wuv Trippie Redd
Aye, it was always a, a fucking goal to, uh
Give all these niggas hell, know what I’m sayin’
A Love Letter to You 2
Ooh, fuck your boo
Baby wish me well

[Chorus]
Baby wish me well (wish me well)
It’s all a dream just like a wishing well (well)
To give ’em hell (hell), and you know that I live in hell (hell)
A livin’ hell (hell), I’m Hellboy, I live in hell

[Verse]
I let the money dance, the diamond blings all by itself
Without any help, so that means it shine on it’s own
Without any gold, I’ve been a king without any throne
It’s time to take your ass to school, ain’t no place, like, home
I’m 1400 with the screw up kids, don’t screw up kid
Or that choppa wet your crew up kid, I’m two up kid
We animals, better zoo up kid
I’m from Canton but the whole country where I blew up big
Who knew us kid, I think I came from under a rock
Was out on the block, my cousin had that shit in his sock
He movin’ the work, your bitch all over my cock
I put dick in her mouth, like the whole mother of bombs
And I ain’t talkin’ Donald Trump, but I’ll take Donald out the trunk
And let Donald’s ass bust if you keep talkin’ down on gang
I just pulled up in a Lamb, cuzzo pulled up in a Range
And we reloadin’ them sticks lil’ nigga, we release them things, ayy

[Bridge]
Hold up, give ’em hell, give ’em hell
I been on the road wish me well, wish me well, yeah
Give ’em hell, give ’em hell
I been on the road wish me well, wish me well

[Chorus]
Baby wish me well (wish me well)
It’s all a dream just like a wishing well (well)
To give ’em hell (hell), and you know that I live in hell (hell)
A livin’ hell (hell), I’m Hellboy, I live in hell
Baby wish me well (wish me well)
It’s all a dream just like a wishing well (well)
To give ’em hell (hell), and you know that I live in hell (hell)
A livin’ hell (hell), I’m Hellboy, I live in hell

[Outro]
Baby, wish me well
Baby, wish me well
Baby, wish me well
Ooh, I was like sayonara to you
Ooh, I was like wish me well, lil’ boo
Ooh, I dropped a love letter to you
Yeah, and gave you another one, lil’ boo
Yeah, sayonara to you
Ooh, sayin’ wish me well, lil’ boo
Yeah, screamin’ wish me well, lil’ boo
Bitch

Uncle Murda – Rap Up 2017 Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh it’s that time of year again
The wrap up
Ayo, nobody wanna hear Mad Skillz Shit
Don’t Come Outside
My new mixtape out right now
GMG ATM is the unit
Lenny Grant

[Hook]
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy, crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy, crazy
Shit cr-

[Verse 1]
Nicki and Meek dead
Now it’s Nas and Nicki
I’m just happy Usher ain’t give that herpes to Chilli
Meek got a 2 to 4 for popping a wheelie
It’s crazy, even Drake said
“Free Meek Milly”
Free Meek
Safaree don’t feel bad for him
Meek and ‘em almost beat his ass but he was too fast for him
Kaepernick spoke to Meek Mill
That’s dope
Tell Nicki Minaj brother
“Don’t drop the soap”
Remy got at Nicki ass like
“What you got in them jeans?”
Remy won but for now
Nicki still the queen
Cardi B on the hills though
I know Nick feeling it
3 records on the Billboard
Cardi be killing it
You ain’t gotta say it Nicki I know
You been doing that
Cardi got a long way to go
It was dope seeing Remy and Kim link
Ayo K Michelle
Your pussy still stink
Jay Z confessed to cheating on Beyoncé
And he finally threw some shots back at Kanye
Jay know Kanye ain’t ‘bout that violence
For my nigga prodigy
Let’s have a moment of silence
——
(Queens stand up)
These sluts is still winning man
Salute to these hoes
21 Savage wifed Up Amber Rose
Playboy Carti wifed up Black Chyna
She had hundreds of niggas in and out her vagina
Kevin Hart cheated and that shit got recorded
Apologized on Instagram cause he was getting extorted
I was mad Soulja Boy and Chris Brown didn’t fight
Migos and Joe Budden almost got into a fight
Do it look like I was left of Bad and Boujee?
Yeah it was Offset, Quavo And Lil Uzi
Niggas tried to hit Young Dolph with a hundred shots
He was in the bullet proof truck like, “that’s all y’all got?”
He was laughing
Watching bullets bounce off the glass
Second time around no
Them niggas shot his ass
Niggas get shot everyday
That nigga tough
That’s my nigga
He gon’ call me like
“Yo, you play too much.”
A Boogie and them stomped out Lil B
I was mad they ain’t have Timbs on like MOP

[Hook]
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy crazy
Shit-

[Verse 2]
Bobby V, you like trannies
No need to front about it
You ain’t come out the closet yet
But got caught coming out it
You and Yung Joc been gay for mad long
You probably payed for that dress that he had on
Tyrese broke
How he don’t got no paper?
Nigga tried to borrow 5 mill from Will and Jada
Cried on the Gram when he ain’t get to see his child
R Kelly kidnapping girls
He still a pedophile
You R&B niggas is ill
Usher got an STD you can’t cure with a pill
This is so disrespectful, ain’t it?
Wendy husband cheated
That’s why you fainted
You in that bikini Wendy
That’s why he doing that
Your body look like ugh
Where the fuck is your booty at?
OJ home
He ain’t black
I don’t give a fuck
Free my nigga Brown, Ra Diggs
Free Tut
White people
Look at all the shit they be doing
Rest in peace to all them victims in that Las Vegas shooting
Lil white kid got 6 months for rape
But Meek got a 2 to 4 for a non-violent case
This other white kid had us all feeling bad
Then them pictures came out with them confederate flags
Oh now we understand fully
You was calling kids nigga
That’s why you was getting bullied
Donald Trump still spreading that hatred
Made Harvey Weinstein look like a rapist
I’ll believe all them girls that made a statement
Damn Russell Simmons facing rape allegations
Please Russell, tell me it’s nonsense
And you ain’t been doing yoga to clear your guilty conscience
Nelly caught a rape charge
Case got dropped
Prosecution and the judge and believe that thot
Half of Hollywood got caught up in that rape shit
Lonzo Ball can’t ball
He ain’t shit
Like his father
I’m just being real with him
I Know Nike happy
They ain’t do that deal with him
Wanna sell sneakers
Lonzo get your stats up
You had a lot of hype
But your numbers don’t match up
Durant got a ring but that shit don’t count
He was riding the wave
That Steph Curry house
Westbrook won the MVP like hello
Now he getting some help from Paul George and Melo
Kyrie left Lebron James in Cleveland
He wanted be the man
That’s his reason for leaving
48 Laws of Power, first chapter
Kyrie never try to outshine the master
Phil Jackson got fired
Kobe got both his jerseys retired
Lamar Odom still having a hard life
Derek Fisher still fucking Matt Barnes wife
The NFL a new KKK clique
Look how them owners done block Kaepernick
Tell Martin Luther
“Puff got a dream.”
Them crackers ain’t letting Puff buy no football team
They ain’t even let Kaepernick be a backup
They know you a good businessman
But you black Puff
I’m sounding like Stephen A. Smith y’all
Check me out
Floyd Mayweather took too long to knock McGregor out
Think Floyd give a fuck about that?
No
He got 300 million and he 50 and 0

[Hook]
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy crazy
Shit-

[Verse 3]
The kid with all the Xs in his name got knocked out
On stage
Usher 1 STD away from getting AIDS
My mouth reckless
Khloe and Kim K [?] get pregnant
Kylie Jenner having Travis Scott baby
I know that boy Tyga feeling crazy
He been so irrelevant since the breakup
It’s been good seeing Cameron and Jim Jones make up
Ma$e verse Cam
Harlem, how you like that?
Niggas was just hype to see Ma$e finally fight back
Oracle was cool but it wasn’t no Ether
Ma$e going to hell for acting like he a preacher
The 2Pac movie was wack
Ask Kevin Hart
Maino shooting 2Pac up was my favorite part
Starz gave 50 a hundred mil
He put me in a Bruce Willis movie
Shit getting real
Lil Bow Wow been doing the most
That nigga wasn’t on a jet
He was on Jet Blue and coast
Tell Mother Nature to suck a dick
She got hurricanes out here fucking up shit
Houston, Puerto Rico, we with y’all
Trump sold the whole country
He ain’t shit y’all
Trae tha Truth was out in Houston with the people
Trump throwing papers towels like It was a free throw
In Puerto Rico
America, we gotta do better
I wish we could kill Trump and bring back Hugh Hefner
Donald Trump is a crazy cracker
Flex was on the Gram arguing with a dead rapper
He was telling 2Pac that he lied
And got real emotional
Funk Flex even cried
I ain’t gon’ talk about the chick situation
Me and his wife already had that conversation
I’m still the most underrated rapper
I came up off Bitcoin so that shit don’t matter
I’m in the crib like
“What else Ima write ‘bout?
Oh yeah
Amorosa got kicked out the White House
Terrorists been popping up in New York lately
Nigga blew hisself up by mistake
Shit crazy
Janet Jackson turned 50
Had her first baby
Khaled all over Instagram with his first baby
Beyoncé had twins with Shawn Carter
Serena Williams had a baby
I think Drake is the father
I had a baby
Can’t wait ‘til i see him walk
Pharrell had triplets
Enough of that baby talk
Back to that street shit
Niggas don’t feel me
Taxstone got locked up and pleaded guilty
“Why you ain’t help him?”
I ain’t come with that nigga
We ain’t cool like that but it’s free Tax nigga
We don’t wish jail on niggas
Free Tax nigga
Rest In Peace Combat Jack nigga
Tell Mad Skillz
Niggas is through it
I ain’t really want Ghost and Kanan Getting cool again
Tyreke killed Ray Ray on Power
Tommy fucking Lala
We saw her titties on Power
Gucci got married
Cardi B got engaged
Young Buck choke some nigga out backstage
Post Malone wanna be black
He getting rap money but he tryna downplay rap
Paul Rosenberg called him out on that
I hope G-Eazy don’t do nothing stupid like that
Where my bitches at that’s Bad and Boujee?
Chris Brown and Quavo almost fought over Karrueche
Joe Budden left Everyday Struggle
That contract they gave you basically said
“Fuck You”
Teka$hi 6ix9ine came out of nowhere
He litt
He from Brooklyn and he got rainbow hair
LouGotCash got a deal
New York shit
Ace’s got closed down but Lust still litt
Mariah Carey broke up with that billionaire
She kept that 10 million dollar ring
She ain’t playing fair
I’m off this
Enough was said here
I’ll be back throwing niggas under the bus next year
VROOM

[Hook]
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Y’all know what happened
Y’all still want me to talk about it
I ain’t cool with these niggas
So Ima talk about it
Crazy crazy
Shit crazy
Crazy

Kendrick Lamar – XXX Lyrics

[Intro: Bono & Kid Capri]
America, God bless you if it’s good to you
America please take my hand
Can you help me underst—
New Kung Fu Kenny

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Throw a steak off the yacht
To a pool full of sharks, he’ll take it
Leave him in the wilderness
With a sworn nemesis, he’ll make it
Take the gratitude from him
I bet he’ll show you somethin’, whoa
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, “Bitch, I did that!”
X-rated
Johnny don’t wanna go to school no mo’, no mo’
Johnny said books ain’t cool no mo’ (no mo’)
Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin
Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin’
God bless America, you know we all love him
Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101
Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds
He was sobbin’, he was mobbin’, way belligerent and drunk
Talkin’ out his head, philosphin’ on what the Lord had done
He said: “K-Dot, can you pray for me?
It’s been a fucked up day for me
I know that you anointed, show me how to overcome.”
He was lookin’ for some closure
Hopin’ I could bring him closer
To the spiritual, my spirit do no better, but I told him
“I can’t sugarcoat the answer for you, this is how I feel:
If somebody kill my son, that mean somebody gettin’ killed.”
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch
I’ll wait in front a niggas spot and watch him hit his block
I’ll catch a nigga leavin’ service if that’s all I got
I’ll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, “Bitch, I did that!”
Ain’t no Black Power when your baby killed by a coward
I can’t even keep the peace, don’t you fuck with one of ours
It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour
Ghetto bird be on the street, paramedics on the dial
Let somebody touch my mama
Touch my sister, touch my woman
Touch my daddy, touch my niece
Touch my nephew, touch my brother
You should chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Matter fact, I’m ’bout to speak at this convention
Call you back—

[Interlude: Kendrick Lamar]
Alright, kids, we’re gonna talk about gun control
(Pray for me) Damn!

[Chorus: Bono]
It’s not a place
This country is to be a sound of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look around

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Hail Mary, Jesus and Joseph
The great American flag
Is wrapped and dragged with explosives
Compulsive disorder, sons and daughters
Barricaded blocks and borders
Look what you taught us!
It’s murder on my street, your street, back streets
Wall Street, corporate offices
Banks, employees, and bosses with
Homicidal thoughts; Donald Trump’s in office
We lost Barack and promised to never doubt him again
But is America honest, or do we bask in sin?
Pass the gin, I mix it with American blood
Then bash him in, you Crippin’ or you married to blood?
I’ll ask again—oops—accident
It’s nasty when you set us up
Then roll the dice, then bet us up
You overnight the big rifles, then tell Fox to be scared of us
Gang members or terrorists, et cetera, et cetera
America’s reflections of me, that’s what a mirror does

[Chorus: Bono]
It’s not a place
This country is to be a sound of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look ar—

Rick Ross – Apple Of My Eye (feat. Raphael Saadiq) (Rather You Than Me Album)

[Intro: Rick Ross]
(Hahahah!)
Just being somebody that the neighborhood respected
And my mama could be proud of, was the apple of my eye
That’s all I ever wanted, just being something, man
So at that point what else can you ask for?
(Maybach Music)

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Tears runnin’ down a nigga face
In a room full of failures, I feel out of place
Still sleepin’ on the floor when you deserve better
Got you reekin’ through the cold even in warm weather
I told Meek, "I wouldn’t trust Nicki
Instead of beefin’ with your dog, you just give ’em some distance"
We all make mistakes, let’s not be too specific
We like, "I rather be a killer than be a statistic"
I never fold, no, I never ran
On my soul, I’ll roll like an avalanche
I thank the Lord I got some great friends
That’s why every bottle I open, I say, "Amen"
Just had seizure at the Super Bowl
Woke up in the third quarter lookin’ for the smoke
If it’s more than a quarter million, I’ll count it twice
Pucci broke my heart, shit, I call it life
And never will I call it right
Not perfect but I’m the one you would call at night
Travelin’ the world, I’m just reppin’ my city
But rarely do I hear that this nigga done did it
When niggas in fatigues will keep you intrigued
‘Cause the loss of life’s the only thing niggas believe
So I pray you listen carefully
Then I become another motherfuckin’ casualty

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]
Always speak and say hi
You just never ever walk on by (never ever walk on by)
You even stopped and put one in the sky (the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I (for the love of you and)

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Standin’ on your block but you so out of place
Uncle on the couch, momma runnin’ out of space
Lights off so you never tend to speak much
Go your separate ways every time the lease up
A fat ugly nigga, thought I’d never be nothin’
Another tree stump, happy with his free lunch
Duckin’ pigeons, I’m an eagle on a sunny day
Flap my wings once a week, pray I glide safe
I want fried chicken at my funeral
Rolls Royces, dope boys, Sway interviews
Everybody dyin’ for the same things
Cop kill a nigga, don’t nobody gangbang
I’m happy Donald Trump became the president
Because we gotta destroy, before we elevate
Real shit, look at me inside the white house
With a pocket full of weed inside the white house
Dead presidents tattooed on a nigga chest
U.S. treasury addressing me, mad at my address
Own the biggest residential pool in the U.S
Drake and Kanye can invite every bitch they ever met
Finger fuckin’ bitches in the holy water
Then I go an tell what happened to my only daughter
So her daddy told it to her firsthand
Never perfect but it’s not just ’bout them purses

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]
Always speak and say hi
I just never ever walk on by (never ever walk on by)
You even stopped and put one in the sky (the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I (yeah)

[Verse 3: Raphael Saadiq]
The streets could never teach me
All the things I got from you
I found myself in the wrong lane
And I ended up in pain (Pain)
I was strolling down a dark street
When this girl passed me by
She said you’ve always been a good friend (always been a good friend)
And you never never never let me down
I’ll just fall back, never turn back
Let it go, let it go
I’ll just fall back, never turn back
Let it go, let it go

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]
Always speak and say hi
I just never ever walk on by (never ever walk on by)
You even stopped and put one in the sky (the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I (for the love of you and I)

Freddie Gibbs – Crushed Glass (You Only Live 2Wice Album)

[Intro]
Diego, roll me one up, my nigga

[Verse 1]
The future started yesterday, nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga
I admit that I was timid at a younger age, nigga
Daddy asked me what I wanna be, I said "A paid nigga"
With them extras out the pot, I gave myself a raise, nigga
Heaven sent I can’t remember the last time I prayed, nigga
So the Devil introduced me to cookin’ cocaine, nigga
On the blade, seven days, ain’t bathe or shave, nigga
I was thuggin’ with my trey eight
Motherfuck a president, I got a Presidential Day-Date
I run a check up like a Chase bank
The police open up the package if your shipment come a day late
I just beat a rape case, groupie bitch I never fucked
Trying to give me ten for some pussy that I never touched
At a certain level, system tried to test a nigga’s nuts
Nigga hire like eleven lawyers, had to level up

[Chorus]
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
If I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
And if I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up

[Verse 2]
The future started yesterday nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga
Had a baby, now my daughter getting up in age, nigga
When I die I bet she say, "My daddy was a paid nigga"
‘Round the world jail system like a slave trade, nigga
Got me in this foreign prison, monkey in a cage, nigga
Bail paid, locked me up for an extra 30 days, nigga
Barely let us use the shower ain’t bathed or shaved nigga
I was sittin’ in a cell missin’ show dates
Commissary late, I’m postin’ pictures with the toothpaste
Barely eat the food, stress’ll make a nigga lose weight
Enter the mental of a nigga that wish he knew his fate
Shit these bitches do to try to get your cash
Erica visit, can’t wipe her tears from behind the glass
Choppin’ the porcelain up for years, said I’m suckin’ glass
I beat the DEA and the task, now I’m on my ass

[Verse 3]
Future started yesterday nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga
Donald Trump gon’ chain us up and turn back to slaves, nigga
Got the recipe for dope, my reparations paid, nigga
Feel like that at some point, really I should feel ashamed, nigga
They kill us, we killin’ us, but that is not the way, nigga
Money tree up in the stripper club, I’m throwin’ shade, nigga
Did destruction on your flow when I paved the lane, nigga
Chest to chopper, blow your chest out where your heart at, nigga
Black Tony, Babyface, better scar that nigga
Sent the hit out, I’m just waitin’ on the call back, nigga
Shoot them pussies, burn it up, don’t bring the car back, nigga
Gangsta G, I fucked the industry, them crackers say I’m too aggressive
I turned myself into a boss without a fuckin’ question
Six whips, ghetto nigga gotta be excessive
I came up on fried bologna, boy what you expected?
What you expected?

[Chorus]
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
If I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
And if I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up

[Outro]
Ooh, I will be alright
Ooh, I will live my life
Ooh, I will be alright
Ooh, I will live my life

KENDRICK LAMAR – The Heart Part 4 lyrics

Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

30 millions later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Travel round the atlas in this spaceship candy-coated
My day shift’s been devoted to fuckin’ up bundles of paper
Pi equals 3.14
The devil’s pie is big enough to justify the whole thing
Wait up
Lampin’ in Jamaica, the cloud’s turnin’, my thought’s turnin’
Burnin’ castor oil, I been determined to make an earnin’
This seed in this soil is classified
I’m satisfied when I strategize my kid’s future
I ain’t sanctified enough to say that I won’t shoot ya
I done vandalized the industry full circuit
The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you know versus this
Scum of a land that transcends two surfaces
The richer the poorer, the bigger the picture
The more blood pours, but…

Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

My fans can’t wait for me to son ya punk ass and crush your whole lil shit
I’ll Big Pun ya punk ass, you a scared little bitch
Tiptoein’ around my name, nigga ya lame
And when I get at you homie don’t you just tell me you was just playin’
Oh I was just playin’ with you K-Dot, c’mon
You know a nigga rock with you, bro
Shut the fuck up, you sound like the last nigga I know
Might end up like the last nigga I know
Oh you don’t wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, head on the floor
Hoppin’ out before the vehicle crash, I’m on a roll
Yellin’, “1, 2, 3, 4, 5
I am the greatest rapper alive”
So damn great motherfucker I’ve died
What you hearin’ now is a paranormal vibe
House on the hill, house on the beach nigga (facts)
A condo in Compton, I’m still in reach nigga (facts)
I’m fresh out the water I’m ’bout to breach nigga
The five foot giant woke up out of his sleep nigga
Oh yeah, oh yeah, more cars, more leers
More bars, no peers, no scars, no fear, fuck y’all, sincere
I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers, you know what the risk is
Earth indigenous, ya body reverting to stiffness
The whole world goin’ mad
Bodies is adding up, market’s about to crash
Niggas is fake rich, bitches is fake bad
Blacks that act white, Whites that do the dab
Donald Trump is a chump, know how we feel, punk
Tell ’em that God comin’
And Russia need a replay button, y’all up to somethin’
Electorial votes look like memorial votes
But America’s truth ain’t ignorin’ the votes
It’s blasphemy, how many gon’ blast for me?
I prophesied on my last song, you laughed at me
Oh when the shit get brackin’, don’t you ask for me
How many leaders gon’ tell you the truth after me?
G Malone big bro, kudos to him
I was 2 Os from an M, tryna be big as Em
30 millions later my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, fame and lawsuits
You looking at me in Chucks, I’m looking at y’all suits
Me and Top Dawg playing rock, papers, scissors in court
And real hustler lose money just to go get some more
I said it’s like that, drop one classic, came right back
‘Nother classic, right back
My next album, the whole industry on the ice pack
With TOC
You see the flames and my E-Y-E’s
It’s not a game and the whole world is going mad, daddy
It’s sad, daddy
My only advice? Go and get you a bag daddy
Lee Baca, on trail tryin’ portray a boxer
Beatin’ up on my niggas while the COs watch ’em
Tables turn, lesson learned, my best look
You jumped sides on me, now you ’bout to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate with your team and let victory vouch you
Just know the next game played, I might slap the shit out you
Technical foul, I’m flagrant, I’m fouled
They throwin’ me out, you throwin’ the towel
Look at the crowd, they (nah, I don’t like that)
Look at my smile, I’m smirking
Calm but urgent (that ain’t the style, fuck)
So many verses, you live in denial (fuck)
So many verses, I never run out, what?
You making him nervous, the music is loud
Hoe, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit your punk ass down (sit yo’ punk ass down)
So that means you ain’t bigger than rapping (what else?)
So that means no more playing the backseats (what else?)
My spot is solidified if you ask me (what else?)
My name is identified as “that king”
I’ll let y’all worry about a list, I’m on some other shit
A difference between accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y’all got till April the 7th to get ya’ll shit together

Lets get it!
Look look, on foenem…

Kendrick Lamar – The Heart Part 4

[Chorus]
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

[Verse 1]
30 millions later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Travel round the atlas in this spaceship candy-coated
My day shift’s been devoted to fuckin’ up bundles of paper
Pi equals 3.14
The devil’s pie is big enough to justify the whole thing
Wait up
Lampin’ in Jamaica, the cloud’s turnin’, my thought’s turnin’
Burnin’ castor oil, I been determined to make an earnin’
This seed in this soil is classified
I’m satisfied when I strategize my kid’s future
I ain’t sanctified enough to say that I won’t shoot ya
I done vandalized the industry full circuit
The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you know versus this
Scum of a land that transcend two surfaces
The richer the poorer, the bigger the picture
The more blood pours, but…

[Chorus]
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you

[Verse 2]
My fans can’t wait for me to son ya punk ass and crush your whole lil shit
I’ll Big Pun ya punk ass, you a scared little bitch
Tiptoein’ around my name, nigga, ya lame
And when I get at you, homie, don’t you just tell me you was just playin’
Oh I was just playin’ with you K-Dot, c’mon
You know a nigga rock with you, bro
Shut the fuck up, you sound like the last nigga I know
Might end up like the last nigga I know
Oh, you don’t wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, head on the floor
Hoppin’ out before the vehicle crash, I’m on a roll
Yellin’, "One, two, three, four, five
I am the greatest rapper alive"
So damn great, motherfucker, I’ve died
What you hearin’ now is a paranormal vibe
House on the hill, house on the beach, nigga (facts)
A condo in Compton, I’m still in reach, nigga (facts)
I’m fresh out the water I’m ’bout to breach, nigga
The five-foot giant woke up out of his sleep, nigga
Oh yeah, oh yeah, more cars, more leers
More bars, no peers, no scars, no fear, fuck y’all, sincere
I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers, you know what the risk is
Earth indigenous, ya body reverting to stiffness
The whole world goin’ mad
Bodies is adding up, market’s about to crash
Niggas is fake rich, bitches is fake bad
Blacks that act white, whites that do the dab
Donald Trump is a chump, know how we feel, punk
Tell ’em that God comin’
And Russia need a replay button, y’all up to somethin’
Electorial votes look like memorial votes
But America’s truth ain’t ignorin’ the votes
It’s blasphemy, how many gon’ blast for me?
I prophesied on my last song, you laughed at me
Oh, when the shit get brackin’, don’t you ask for me
How many leaders gon’ tell you the truth after me?
G Malone big bro, kudos to him
I was 2 Os from a M, tryna be big as Em
30 millions later my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, fame and lawsuits
You looking at me in Chucks, I’m looking at y’all suits
Me and Top Dawg playing rock-paper-scissors in court
And real hustler lose money just to go get some more
I said it’s like that, drop one classic, came right back
‘Nother classic, right back
My next album, the whole industry on the ice pack
With TOC
You see the flames and my E-Y-E’s
It’s not a game and the whole world is going mad, daddy
It’s sad, daddy
My only advice? Go and get you a bag, daddy
Lee Baca, on trial tryna portray a boxer
Beatin’ up on my niggas while the COs watch ’em
Tables turned, lesson learned, my best look
You jumped sides on me, now you ’bout to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate with your team and let victory vouch you
Just know the next game played, I might slap the shit out you
Technical foul, I’m flagrant, I’m foul
They throwin’ me out, you throw in the towel
Look at the crowd, they (Nah, I don’t like that)
Look at my smile, I’m smirking
Calm but urgent (That ain’t the style, fuck)
So many verses, you live in denial (Fuck)
So many verses, I never run out, what?
You making him nervous, the music is loud
Hoe, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit your punk ass down (Sit yo’ punk ass down)
So that means you ain’t bigger than rapping (What else?)
So that means no more playing the backseats (What else?)
My spot is solidified if you ask me (What else?)
My name is identified as "that king"
I’ll let y’all worry about a list, I’m on some other shit
A difference between accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y’all got ’til April the 7th to get ya’ll shit together

[Outro]
Let’s get it!
Look look, on foenem

RICK ROSS – Apple Of My Eye lyrics

Just being somebody that the neighborhood respected
And my mama could be proud of, was the apple of my eye
That’s all I ever wanted, just to being something man
At that point what else can you ask for?

Tears running out of a nigga face
In a room full of failures I feel out of place
Still sleeping on the floor when you deserve better
Got you reeking through the cold even in warm weather
I told Meek I wouldn’t trust Nicki, instead of beefing with your dog you just give him some distance
We all make mistakes, lets not be to specific
You rather be a killer than be statistic
An never fold no I never ran
On my soul I’ll roll like an avalanche
I thank the lord I got some great friends
That’s why every bottle I open I say amen
Just had seizure at the Super Bowl
Woke up in the third quarter looking for the smoke
If its more then a quarter million, Ill count it twice
Poochie broke my heart shit I call it life
An never will I call it rite
Not perfect but I’m the one you would call at night
Traveling the world, I’m just reppin’ my city
But rarely do I hear that this nigga done did it
When niggas in fatigues will keep you intrigued
Cause the loss of lifes the only thing that niggas believe
So I pray you listen carefully
Then I become another muthafuckin’ casualty

Always speak and say right
I just never ever walk on by
(never ever walk on by)
You even stop and put one in the sky
(the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I
(for the love of you and..)

Standin’ on your block but you so out of place
Uncle on the couch, momma running out of space
Lights off so you never tend to speak much
Go your separate ways every time the lease up
A fat ugly nigga thought I’d never be nothing
Another tree stump, happy with his free lunch
Duckin’ pigeons, I’m an eagle on a sunny day
Flap my wings once a week, pray I glide safe
I want fried chicken at my funeral
Rolls Royces, dope boys, Sway interviews
Everybody dying for the same things
Cop kill a nigga don’t nobody gangbang
I’m happy Donald Trump became the president
Because we gotta destroy, before we elevate
Real shit, look at me inside the white house
With a pocket full of weed inside the white house
Dead presidents tattooed on a nigga chest
U.S. treasury addressing me, mad at my address
Own the biggest residential pool is the US
Drake and Kanye can invite every bitch they ever met
Finger fuckin’ bitches in the holy water
Then I go an tell what happened to my only daughter
So her daddy told it to her firsthand
Never perfect but its not just bout them purses

Always speak and say right
I just never ever walk on by
(never ever walk on by)
You even stop and put one in the sky
(the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I
(yeah)

The streets could never teach me
All the things I got from you
I found myself in the wrong lane
And I ended up in pain (Pain)
I was strolling down a dark street
When this girl passed me by
She said you’ve always been a good friend
(Always been a good friend)
And you never never never let me down
I’ll just fall back never turn back
Let it go let it go
I’ll just fall back never turn back
Let it go let it go

Always speak and say right
I just never ever walk on by
(never ever walk on by)
You even stop and put one in the sky
(the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I
(for the love of you and I)

Freddie Gibbs – Crushed Glass

[Intro]
Diego, roll me one up, my nigga

[Refrain]
The future started yesterday, nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga

[Verse 1]
I admit that I was timid at a younger age, nigga
Daddy asked me what I wanna be, I said "A paid nigga"
With connections out the pot, I gave myself a raise, nigga
Heaven sent I can’t remember the last time I prayed, nigga
So the Devil introduced me to cookin’ cocaine, nigga
On the blade, seven days, ain’t bathe or shave, nigga
I was thuggin’ with my trey eight
Motherfuck a president, I got a Presidential Day-Date
I run a check up like a Chase bank
The police open up the package if your shipment come a day late
I just beat a rape case, groupie bitch I never fucked
Trying to give me ten for some pussy that I never touched
At a certain level, system tried to test a nigga’s nuts
Nigga hire like eleven lawyers, had to level up

[Chorus]
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
If I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
And if I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up

[Refrain]
The future started yesterday nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga

[Verse 2]
Had a baby, now my daughter getting up in age, nigga
When I die I bet she say, "My daddy was a paid nigga"
‘Round the world jail system like a slave trade, nigga
Got me in this foreign prison, monkey in a cage, nigga
Bail paid, locked me up for an extra 30 days, nigga
Barely let us use the shower ain’t bathed or shaved nigga
I was sittin’ in a cell missin’ show dates
Commissary late, I’m postin’ pictures with the toothpaste
Barely eat the food, stress’ll make a nigga lose weight
Enter the mental of a nigga that wish he knew his fate
Shit these bitches do to try to get your cash
Erica visit, can’t wipe her tears from behind the glass
Choppin’ the porcelain up for years, said I’m suckin’ glass
I beat the DEA and the task, now I’m on my ass

[Refrain]
Future started yesterday nigga
Every minute feelin’ different, I am not the same nigga

[Verse 3]
Donald Trump gon’ chain us up and turn back to slaves, nigga
Got the recipe for dope, my reparations paid, nigga
Feel like that at some point, really I should feel ashamed, nigga
They kill us, we killin’ us, but that is not the way, nigga
Money tree up in the stripper club, I’m throwin’ shade, nigga
Did destruction on your flow when I paved the lane, nigga
Chest to chopper, blow your chest out where your heart at, nigga
Black Tony, Babyface, better scar that nigga
Sent the hit out, I’m just waitin’ on the call back, nigga
Shoot them pussies, burn it up, don’t bring the car back, nigga
Gangsta G, I fucked the industry, them crackers say I’m too aggressive
I turned myself into a boss without a fuckin’ question
Six whips, ghetto nigga gotta be excessive
I came up on fried bologna, boy what you expected?
What you expected?

[Chorus]
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
If I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
Living this life, just me myself and I
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up
And if I gotta be by myself, I’ma be alright
Level up, you know a nigga had to level up

[Outro]
Ooh, I will be alright
Ooh, I will live my life
Ooh, I will be alright
Ooh, I will live my life

Arcangel – Me Acostumbre (feat. Bad Bunny)

[ARCÁNGEL]

Hoy me levanté del lao’ izquierdo de la cama.
(De la cama, de la cama)
Que no quiero dramas y por eso rolo un finisito’e marihuana.
Par de miles me busqué,
joseando por la mañana,
logré comprarme mi cubana.
Me compré mi carro y mi mansión en la nación americana.
Nací pa’ ser millo, no quiero fama.

[BAD BUNNY]

Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,
a siempre ganar como el 23
Ya me acostumbré,
Ya me acostumbré,
a callarle la boca al que no me cree

[ARCÁNGEL]
Ya me acostumbré
ya me acostumbré,
a no importarme el precio de lo que compré.
Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,

[BAD BUNNY]

a clavarme toa’ estas putas de tres en tres.

[ARCÁNGEL]

Dejarme contarte como yo lo hacía hace 15 años atrás,
me sentaba con Yeezy donde cabe el kilo hasta que no quedaba más.
Luego las cosas cambiaron
y nos pusimos a cantar,
el mundo viajar, la funda a llegar,
ya no había que bregar.
No, pero si tu quiere’ que te hable de droga con gusto menor yo te enseño.
conozco’los capo’ y ninguno son sapos, dominican’ puertorriqueño.
No me llevo mucho con los empleados
(porque)
por la sencilla razón de que me crié con los dueños.
Un día un pana mío un par de millones de él me puso a contar,
duré toa’ la noche contando billetes y la mano me empezó a picar.
Pasaron las horas y yo estaba lejos de todavía terminar,
pa’ mi que eso fue una señal,
que luego me iba a tocar.

[BAD BUNNY]

Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,
a siempre ganar como el 23
Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,
a callarle la boca al que no me cree.

[ARCÁNGEL]
Ya me acostumbré
ya me acostumbré,
a no importarme el precio de lo que compré
Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,
a clavarme estas putas de tres en tres.

[BAD BUNNY]

Me acostumbré a que el envidioso siempre me traicione
y que por las botas mi nombre mencione.
Yo siempre picheo en la mía tranquilo,
díselo Luian que te engancho este rabo de oro en el cuello
y ahora paso un kilo.
Las boobies siempre estelar,
si no me crees pregunta en el banco popular.
Los topos de kush nunca dan regular,
este es high star game y tú no vas a jugar.
Dando más palos que David Ortíz,
ando con los viles loco dentro le tiro ”aquís’,’
me acostumbré a modelos con flow de París.
Él me jodió Donald Trump,
aceite en el vap y ya no fuman blunt,
lo pongo a danzar kuduro como Don,
me tocan y adelante el armaggedon.
Gracias a Dios por el don,
desde que firmé to’s quieren coger
pon tus balas movía’l tapón.
Te puede’ acercártele haciendo el three sixty
y te damos tapón.

[ARCÁNGEL]

Ya me acostumbré
ya me acostumbré,
a no importarme el precio de lo que compré
Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,
a clavarme estas putas de tres en tres.

[BAD BUNNY]

Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,
a siempre ganar como el 23
Ya me acostumbré,
ya me acostumbré,
a callarle la boca al que no me cree.

Mobile Hotspots – End Of The World Update lyrics

Dumb people, smart phones
Civil wars and no-fly zone
Hidden spies, flying drones
Experiments with mutant clones
Additives that break hormones
Two sit on the papal throne

Next – What’s Next?
What’s your – Best Bet?

Health care, doctor’s office
Super bugs like staphylococcus
Legal thugs in congress caucus
Arguments that somehow lost us
Opposing sides yet both will cost us
Late night votes for laws that cross us

Arab Spring, Somali pirates
Terror bombs and Noro virus
Secret Wars become desirous
Egypt torn just like papyrus
Donald Trump is going to fire us
No leaders left to inspire us

2016 rap up – Uncle Murda lyrics

Lyrics Uncle Murda – 2016 rap up

Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
They love gossip, b*tches want me to talk about it
It’s all over the Gram so I’mma talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it
Shit crazy, niggas want me to talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it
Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
f*ck how y’all niggas feel, I’mma talk about it.(2016 rap up)

Niggas in Paris, Kanye, Jay Z
Niggas in paris robbed Kim K, B
Ye mad he ain’t got a call from Jay Z
Jay like niggas get robbed every day, B
J. Cole kicked you while you was down
He knows controversy sells, he got an album out now
“False Prophets”
Damn, Ye, the people don’t trust you
Bush don’t like black people, but you think Donald Trump do
Don’t meet with Donald Trump and talk about us, Ye
You ain’t got the answers just like you told Sway
It’s the truth, I ain’t talking greasy, Ye
Just know them streets still rock with the Yeezys, Ye
But Rihanna ain’t rocking with Travi$
Somebody should’ve told him that she was a savage
He like “pick up the phone, baby, I know you home, baby”
(Stop calling)
It’s a dub, nigga, no more dates
She ain’t pick up the phone ’cause she was creeping with Drake
You was just another dude on the hit list
Even Mad Skillz gotta like how I flip this
f*ck it if he don’t, yeah, I Deebo’d his shit
Heard you last year saying that slick shit
(I heard you)
Took a meeting with 50, deal done in an hour
I’m G-Unit now, you might see me on Power
(50, what up?)
If 50 got beef, I’m involved
We can semi automatic or trey 8 revolve’
Had to dream big, told me get Lil Yatchy wrong
Cam and Jim Jones still got problems
Cam told Angie Jim ain’t from Harlem.

Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
They love gossip, b*tches want me to talk about it
It’s all over the Gram so I’mma talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it.

Man, that Game beef verse Meek Milly
Got my nigga Beanie Sigel knocked out in Philly
Troy Ave at the club on camera letting it clap
Troy got shot, got up, start shooting back
And now Troy Ave fighting a case
Got shot again on Christmas, he can’t get a break
Bobby took 7 so Rowdy could get 7 years
He could’ve took a plea, been home in a year
Ayo, Bobby, we salute you
Desiigner got famous for sounding like Future
Gucci came home, ready for marriage
Drake bought a Ferrari for 21 Savage
Man, I think he did that to get Meek mad
Drake’s still got mainstream on their kneepads
(He winning)
I mean, you see he did a milli in his first week
Jeezy outsold Meek Mill in his first week
J. Cole did half a milli for his first week
Trump need to get killed in office his first week
Yeah, I saw Tiny dancing on Mayweather
For the kids I hope her and T.I. stay together
I watch they show, I like they chemistry
If he cheat Tiny cheat back, but not with the enemy
(not with the force)
Kodak Black fighting the rape charge
I think the nigga did it, nah nah, I’m just playing, y’all
(Kodak innocent).

Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
They love gossip, b*tches want me to talk about it
It’s all over the Gram so I’mma talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it.

Who was on Shade Room? Who was on Baller Alert?
Who was on Akademiks? whose feelings you want me to hurt?
Adrian Broner talk about suicide
Niggas on the Gram is like “hurry up, do it and die”
(Hurry up)
Soulja Boy beefing with Quavo, got locked up
Lucky they ain’t find a Draco
That boy got more beef than a burger
On Instagram he pulled out the purple burner
That’s a good gun to pistol whip Lil Yachty with
Like, that’s for Biggie, that’s what you get for popping shit
(Watch your mouth)
And tell Lil’ Kim I’m mad
For bringing Rich Homie Quan out, making Biggie look bad
He was f*cking up the words to a classic
The way that he dancing niggas think the nigga a faggot
Rest in peace to the greatest, Muhammad Ali
Mister “float like a butterfly, sting like a bee”
Dave Chappelle came back, got 60 mil
Man, rest in peace to Prince, he overdosed on pills
Remember Purple Rain had that vibe
Damn, Tommy from Martin with no job died
LeBron did it for Cleveland and got that ring
Bernard Hopkins got knocked out the f*cking ring
No Durant, Russell Westbrook doing his thing
Durant dickriding Golden State to get a ring
Can’t beat ’em so you join ’em, right?, You a traitor
f*ck cancer, rest in peace to Craig Sager
Future said “f*ck Diddy”, Diddy ain’t give him no Ciroc
He f*cked Scottie Pippen wife in some Gucci flip flops
(Jordan, what up?)
Kobe scored 60 his last game
A.I. got inducted in the hall of fame
Baby still ain’t pay Lil’ Wayne
Told the Breakfast Club put some respek on his name
(All three of y’all)
Young M.A. getting that money
“Ooouuu” hottest record in the country
Mary J. Blige don’t want no more drama
Going through a divorce, her husband tryna’ rob her
(He a bum)
Blac Chyna a Kardashian
She had a baby with Rob Kardashian
(She came up)
Took the baby then left that fat f*ck
Now he on the Gram like “she left me and took her stuff”
(Good for you)
She ain’t love you or like you like that
She use you to get popping and pay Tyga back
(Sucker)
Should’ve peeped that from the beginning
Amber Rose had a TV show, these hoes winning
(They lit)
Khloe still can’t keep her legs shut
If you a rapper or a ball player she’ll let you f*ck
(For real)
Every 6 month she switch ’em up
I wanna put my thumb in Kylie Jenner butt
(Ew)
I’m just playing, but 21 Savage ain’t
He wanna f*ck her, he think Tyga a sucker
(Me too)
Police surrounded Chris Brown crib
Cause some white chick lied about some shit he did
Katt Williams got choked out by a little kid
Michel’le showed that’s what Dr. Dre did
He was looking like a young Ike Turner
He ain’t just beat her ass, he shot at her with the burner
(That’s a nigga with an attitude).

Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
They love gossip, b*tches want me to talk about it
It’s all over the Gram so I’mma talk about it
You heard what happened?

Police shooting at cars while kids in the back
Man, not even Scarface would’ve did that
(No women or kids)
We catch it on camera and nothing done happened
Cops got killed in Dallas, that needed to happen
(Payback)
Blame the government for that, that’s they fault
Police kill us, get probation in the same court
They give us life then we catch a body
Cause they got the power, yeah, they white like Tommy
America is racist and they ain’t hiding it
Trump won, the KKK is out of retirement
(They out)
You know them crackers don’t like our skin color, they hate us
Rest in peace to 2Pac mother, dear mama
God bless Afeni Shakur
She would’ve liked Kaepernick for kneeling down on the floor
When the national anthem played they don’t respect us
They kill us and lock us up, they don’t serve and protect us
(They don’t)
Trump the new president, what you mad for?
How long y’all thought the president was gon’ be black for?
Barack Obama did his thing
But he was just another puppet on the government string
(I’m just saying)
This year we had a lot of deaths
We lost Shawty Lo and Bankroll Fresh
Phife Dawg and Big Kap passed
Flex said Lil’ Bow Wow music trash
And he said Lil Yachty got that mumble rap
It’s them little kids that pop molly that f*ck with that
Nah, we don’t f*ck with that, culture vultures
New York finally sounding like it’s supposed to
Sounding like Timberlands and Champion hoodies
Salute to Dave East, Don Q, and A-Boogie
Play this for Mad Skillz, he gon’ hate it
Fat Joe and Remy Grammy nominated
Remy and Nicki taking shots at each other too
Rap is a sport, man, that’s what they supposed to do
Yeah, that’s that essence of hip hop
DJ Drewski on Love and Hip Hop
Drake with J. Lo on some Puffy shit
Mariah never heard of J. Lo, that’s some funny shit
Man, I’m off this, enough was said here
Wonder who I’mma throw under the bus next year.(2016 rap up)

Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
They love gossip, b*tches want me to talk about it
It’s all over the Gram so I’mma talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it
Shit crazy, niggas want me to talk about it
You heard what happened? Niggas want me to talk about it
Shit happens, niggas want me to talk about it
f*ck how y’all niggas feel, I’mma talk about ittt.(2016 rap up)
Uncle Murda lyrics
Video up

Zach Farlow – Round Here (Over ’til It’s Over Album)

[Hook]
Fuck what you sayin’ round here
Boy, we ain’t playin’ round here
Don’t fuck with no lame round here
We takin’ names round here (what’s your name?)
Spittin’ that flame round here
We go insane round here
I take your bitch [?] Imma quit it round here
I fuck with the plug round here
Boy, we on them drugs round here
We show no love round here
Boy we get them funds round here (we do)
Fuck how you feel round here
We still chasin’ mills round here
Misunderstood, we’re still doin’ good round here

[Verse ]
[?] turn the fuck up
Fuck all that talkin’ I might have to pause it until all ya’ll learn how to shut the fuck up
They love my persona, I’m hot as a sauna, yeah, walk in the booth and might burn the fuck up
And I ain’t finished I might tell your sister to make like some scissors and cut the fuck up
All these haters [?]
I’ma keep on dropping hits just like I’m fumblin’ (huh)
All you rappers trying to be the kid, know you can’t see the kid, so ya’ll should probably [?]
[?] (huh)
All this monkeyin’ around you need a jungle gym (huh)
Pull up in that white Benz [?]
She say she trying to hang here like a monkey , yeah yeah
[?]
She love it in the morning [?] so you know I had to hit it [?]
[?] I put my thumb in it
[?] I need a drum and stick
All you rappers damn trees, got ’em stumped and shit
Round here

[Hook]
Fuck what you sayin’ round here
Boy, we ain’t playin’ round here
Don’t fuck with no lame round here
We takin’ names round here (what’s your name?)
Spittin’ that flame round here
We go insane round here
I take your bitch [?] Imma quit it round here
I fuck with the plug round here
Boy, we on them drugs round here
We show no love round here
Boy we get them funds round here (we do)
Fuck how you feel round here
We still chasin’ mills round here
Misunderstood, we’re still doin’ good round here

[Verse 2]
[?]
[?] I’m ’bout to sneeze I need a tissue
Heard you must be fuckin’ with the police you be holdin’ hands with the freak gettin’ cuffed up
Now this shit be workin’ out I’m gettin’ pumped up
Got my bitches in the Bentley gettin’ fucked up
Got a four-leaf clover [?]
Bought my bitch a pink Rover now she stuck up
But I could care less
‘Cause the kid still ballin’ like [?]
And she heard that I’m a rapper so you know she let me crack and now the bitch won’t stop talkin’ like a parrot
[?]
Had the young smokin’ petro with Metro
‘Cause she actin’ like a bitch and I’ma treat her like a bitch like
Come here, girl, and fetch, hoe
Even when I’m walkin’ to the club you know I’m runnin’
You bring your girl around the kid, I’m probably gonna smash it like a [?]
[?]
I’m just trying to take the world over, you could probably say I’m Donald Trump
All these fuckers need to stop with all that fussin’, man
Hoe, we ain’t about it come and try and we gon’ bust your head
UAMG, that’s the family
And-and now we branchin’ out the business, family tree, and that’s real

[Hook]
Fuck what you sayin’ round here
Boy, we ain’t playin’ round here
Don’t fuck with no lame round here
We takin’ names round here (what’s your name?)
Spittin’ that flame round here
We go insane round here
I take your bitch [?] Imma quit it round here
I fuck with the plug round here
Boy, we on them drugs round here
We show no love round here
Boy we get them funds round here (we do)
Fuck how you feel round here
We still chasin’ mills round here
Misunderstood, we’re still doin’ good round here

Pink Guy – Gays 4 Donald (Pink Season Album)

[Intro]
I hate blacks, I hate spics
I hate Jews, I hate chinks
I hate Arabs, I hate mongoloids
I hate lesbians

[Chorus 1]
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump, I’m voting for Donald Trump
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump, I’m voting for, voting for Donald Trump

[Verse 1]
You’re looking kinda sexy, Donnie (SKRRT)
You make me kind of hard (SKRRT,SKRRT), Donnie
Donald is the best, I wanna suck his dick
I love his red face and I love his juicy tits (SKRRT)
Wanna cuddle up on the couch with you Donald Trump
Maybe watch a couple movies (or some Hulu)
I want to text you every day and night, Mr. Donald Trump
Maybe send a couple nudies (Hey, watcha doin’)
I wanna lick ya down, head to toe
But I promise I won’t touch the hole (unless you want me)
I saw you for the first time on the TV
I thought me and you could get kinda freaky (yeah)
Hit that G-spot
Stick your pinkie up my asshole
And if you like it maybe you could try it too (SKRRT)
If one finger ain’t enough we can go for two
Maybe use a gerbil or a gopher too
Donnie, drill my ass with a strap on
Make me cum without using my hands on
I love you Donnie, you make me cry
Cum in my mouth, cum in my eyes
(Chuckle) Cum in my ass, cum on the tip
Cum on my back, cum on my tits

[Chorus 2]
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump, I love you Donnie
Donald Trump, Donald Trump
Donald Trump

[Verse 2]
Let me see that ass, Donnie [*Tongue Roll* x3]
I just want to feel your pulse
With my pinkie in your asshole
You can be my pinkie ring from the Dollar Store

[Outro]
Donald, I know you want me
I know we’re perfect for each other
I know you’re alone and you need somebody who understands you and I understand you, Donnie
You also someone who knows how to hit that G-spot
That wife ain’t doing shit

Quentin Miller – Gold (Gunmetal Grey Album)

[Hook]
I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching
I can’t let them take my soul from me
I’m a king, I can’t let them take my gold from me
No, no, I can’t let ’em take my gold from me

[Verse 1]
Push my will like a Rolls Royce
Hoes fuck with me, I could get you exposure
And I’m about that cash money like from the [?]
Put in that request, it get sold to you
Icons in my contacts
I’m a fucking icon, they don’t want they
Nike hat to the front yeah
I can drive a truck yeah
Up like Donald Trump

[Hook]
I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching
I can’t let them take my soul from me
I’m a king, I can’t let them take my gold from me
No, no, I can’t let ’em take my gold from me
I can’t let ’em take my gold
I’ma keep this going too

[Verse 2]
Yeah, look
Groove beats it’s beast to say the least
These bars is beast to say the least
They going hard, they reach, but never reach
Money and me like Magda and Magneto
Kill the track like cops kill black people
The ball fire, my flow fire [?]
I can’t let ’em take my soul from
I’m a king, I can’t let ’em take my gold from me
Gotta make a plan, set some goals on me
Make my first son advance

[Hook]
I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching
I can’t let them take my soul from me
I’m a king, I can’t let them take my gold from me
No, no, I can’t let ’em take my gold from me
I can’t let ’em take my gold
Yeah
Switch the flow up

Ces Cru – Gridlock (The Storm Deluxe Edition Album)

[Intro: Ubiquitous] (x2)
You heard about it but, couldn’t believe it
That they would kill a man, just for breathin’
And you were thinking fat chance there’s a reason
Until you hear the BLAT BLAT then you see it

[Verse 1: Ubiquitous]
Well okay now they thinking that the gunplay
Was just an isolated thing from the one place
I tell ’em hell naw keep a celly cell on
And follow Philando, Alton and Delrawn
Out in Dallas they were caught up in the onslaught
Had a couple cop ducking from the pop pop
Body drop it was looking like he on top
Then they killed that motherfucker with the bomb bot
Now we cooking up the beef and the grill hot
You ain’t heard about the deal with the Chilcot
It’s a jagged little pill and the pill caught
In your throat and you wonder when it will stop
Greenpeace on the beach for the whale watch
Innocent still sittin’ in a cell block
Got you wishin’ on a tail of the Hale-Bopp
Lookin’ for the gold ticket in the mailbox
Got a broke down livin’ in my locale
Killa city block business you ain’t know about
Donald Trump on a ticket we don’t know how
Everybody lined up hopin’ that their vote count
Maybe for their kids sake, how do you dictate
The real winner when they runnin’ in a fixed race
Either which way, whoever you pick payed off by the rich motherfuckers in a big way
Gridlock on the government of this day, and everybody in the senate on a sick day
Lawmakers all caught up in the red tape, I read about it and I’m feeling like a headcase
Now they sayin’ that I might’ve made a mistake, and I probably shoulda put it on a mixtape
Instead I put it on my name is on a list tape
And if they kill me then my baby mama gets paid FUCK Y’ALL

[Hook]
We can pretend we don’t see it like our lids, locked
Look the government is all caught up in grid, lock
Read about it and you wonder when will it, stop
Gotta get mine before I got caught up and get, got
Grid, lock
Look the government is all caught up in grid, lock
Read about it and you wonder when will it, stop
Gotta get mine before I get caught up and get, got

[Verse 2: Godemis]
Everybody so uneducated on the problem, I don’t think I’ll live to see the day that people solve it
Killin’ unarmed individuals in cold blood, now if that ain’t murder what the fuck am I to call it?
They don’t even give a shit and everybody saw it, why would they, when they running around lawless
Acting like a ghetto celebrity, when they floss it, worst kept secret everybody who lost it
What’s the repercussion for puttin’ bodies in coffins
When you got a family member running for office
Moving in the circle of real killers and bosses, who the one to lose and they never take any losses
Anybody be gone yes pardon me but your honor, I don’t want to be conned, and I don’t want to be conquered
I don’t want to be caged, and I don’t want to be master
I don’t want to be instrumental in a disaster
Murdering them and after, gathering all the data
I can see what the media thinking don’t really matter
People do what they gotta do to make a move up the ladder
Sticking whoever long as their pockets are getting fatter
Mama’s are getting madder, daddy don’t give a damn
If people are in the street dedicating the jam, I’m looking at mother nature hollering no ma’am
Killing the little piggy literally going ham
And the fat cats acting like they know best
Live a carefree life feeling no stress
Will they ever pay for it never know I guess
But they don’t give a shit about a protest
I said the fat cats acting like they know best
Live a carefree life feeling no stress
Will they ever pay for it never know I guess
But they don’t give a shit about a protest

[Hook]
We can pretend we don’t see it like our lids, locked
Look the government is all caught up in grid, lock
Read about it and you wonder when will it, stop
Gotta get mine before I got caught up and get, got
Grid, lock
Look the government is all caught up in grid, lock
Read about it and you wonder when will it, stop
Gotta get mine before I get caught up and get, got

[Outro]
Grid, lock
Gotta get mine before I get caught up and- (Gunshots and screaming)

Mike Stud – Shine on em

(Chorus)
Put them bright lights I shine on them
Put them bright lights on
Put them bright lights on it’s my moment
Put them bright lights on (X2)
Do it one time for the squad

(Marcus Stroman)
In the lights I hit them switch
Fifty thousand when I’m dealing in the Six
And you know they locked in on every pitch
Life got the crazy boy tagging me in pics
They think they get to me me but they ain’t ever stressin me
Cooking in the lab and you know I got the recipe
Momma always texting me but I don’t always get to see
But trust me she already know I got the message seen
Love my family and my circle shout my Steve’s where the Urkel
You know im workin with a purpose for certain
Tell my doubters turn it louder perfect
Riding with my team don’t be slidin in my DM’s
Cuz you know I ain’t gon’ read em anyway
You know I got the tunnel vision I don’t see the competition
If I want it then I get it anyway

(Chorus X2) Do it one time for the squad

(Mike Stud)
Ok I don’t hear the things they say about us
Thank you momma thank you poppa
All the things you taught us made us stronger
I just tried to make you prouder
They sippin me constantly I wake em up
You think I was in the monogamy cuz i ain’t gave a fuck
Ugh feel like how the hell we make it here
Everytime the ball drop I just throw my favorite year
And i don’t ever fumble got the drive to take it there
On a couple Lakers out in LA like a Laker yeah
Ugh don’t bother callin won’t bother texting
Pray they get the message and I made a couple dreams
Outta bad brakes talking deals with the team over crab legs
Gotta cash safe just to keep the cash safe
Only brightside of Donald Trump is for tax breaks
And the only spot I’ve never been is last place
Livin fast pace in the fast lane
Now I came from the diamond only ride or shine
They be catchin’ feelings I just catch a five
Talk good of town even when I’m not around
Cuz I’m still makin plays even when I’m outta bounds

Put them bright lights I shine on them
Put them bright lights on
Put them bright lights on it’s my moment
Put them bright lights on (X2)
Do it one time for the squad YEEEEUH

Mike Stud – Shine on em Lyrics

(Chorus)
Put them bright lights I shine on them
Put them bright lights on
Put them bright lights on it’s my moment
Put them bright lights on (X2)
Do it one time for the squad

(Marcus Stroman)
In the lights I hit them switch
Fifty thousand when I’m dealing in the Six
And you know they locked in on every pitch
Life got the crazy boy tagging me in pics
They think they get to me me but they ain’t ever stressin me
Cooking in the lab and you know I got the recipe
Momma always texting me but I don’t always get to see
But trust me she already know I got the message seen
Love my family and my circle shout my Steve’s where the Urkel
You know im workin with a purpose for certain
Tell my doubters turn it louder perfect
Riding with my team don’t be slidin in my DM’s
Cuz you know I ain’t gon’ read em anyway
You know I got the tunnel vision I don’t see the competition
If I want it then I get it anyway

(Chorus X2) Do it one time for the squad

(Mike Stud)
Ok I don’t hear the things they say about us
Thank you momma thank you poppa
All the things you taught us made us stronger
I just tried to make you prouder
They sippin me constantly I wake em up
You think I was in the monogamy cuz i ain’t gave a fuck
Ugh feel like how the hell we make it here
Everytime the ball drop I just throw my favorite year
And i don’t ever fumble got the drive to take it there
On a couple Lakers out in LA like a Laker yeah
Ugh don’t bother callin won’t bother texting
Pray they get the message and I made a couple dreams
Outta bad brakes talking deals with the team over crab legs
Gotta cash safe just to keep the cash safe
Only brightside of Donald Trump is for tax breaks
And the only spot I’ve never been is last place
Livin fast pace in the fast lane
Now I came from the diamond only ride or shine
They be catchin’ feelings I just catch a five
Talk good of town even when I’m not around
Cuz I’m still makin plays even when I’m outta bounds

Put them bright lights I shine on them
Put them bright lights on
Put them bright lights on it’s my moment
Put them bright lights on (X2)
Do it one time for the squad YEEEEUH