1.Butter
(Instrumental)
2.Cornelius
3.Warp 1.9
Lyricist：Steven Hiroyuki Aoki, Sophia Broussard, Simone Cogo
Steve Aoki
Bloody Beetroots
One, two, woop, woop
I just want, I just want
I just want, I just want
I just want, I just want
I just want, I just want
I just want, I just want
I just want, I just want
I just want, I just want
I just want woop, woop
Aah, ahh, ahh, ahh
No, no, no
One, two, woop, woop
4.Awesome
I can't lie, I like to get my 2 step on
At night crisp white on white two steps on
Shorty-wop you can take two steps tall
Pause don't step on my new Air Jordans
I see you like to model while I dance on that
I don't tap I can do the Kid n Play on that
School crab and walk with a baseball bat
New Edition does it fresh with the Cabbage Patch
Patch on my jacket mean the leader of the pack
Pack a lunch, snack chips, ham sandwich of the bunch
Country hall in the back with my cap to the back
Back to the back of the class for you crabs
Shrimps, lobsters, sharks, crawfish
Mean fastball you can't get a hit off us
Outfield n＊ggaz wanna run up on us
Mush mouth you might want to be more cautious
Awesome (awesome)
We rockin', we toss em (toss em)
Word, flossin' (flossin')
Awesome (awesome) (uh)
We rockin', we toss em (uh uh)
Flossin (flossin')
Fresh you awesome
Awesome (uh)
We rockin', we toss em (toss 'em)
Word, flossin' (flossin')
Awesome (awesome)
We rockin', we toss em (uh uh)
Flossin (flossin')
A little bit in the flask, little bit in the cup
Spill a little on the counter when I'm fillin' it up
Drill drill procedures just follow chill
Will you get me a cup from there,
but spare me the Tupperware
Hard to get a toast with that plastic sh＊t
I sit in the chair in the crip hey why be bissel why be
Chisel why cutten my head playing niggers fucking the shit
Being 18 mean they gonna be ruffing their head
We all down but aint nobody ducking their head
In downtown dog catcher everybody like Mike
Hanging like a comic, or Mr. Cooper, super califragilistic
Listen a Southern playa lynched it
Graduated from district 2 2 7, reppin the south subs,
Don't nobody show it enough love
It fits like a glove and, leave it alone
I can't get the keys to the crib walking her home
Awesome (awesome)
We rockin, we toss em (toss em)
Word, flossin (flossin)
Awesome (awesome)(uh)
We rockin, we toss em (uh uh)
Flossin (flossin-)
Awesome (uh)
We rockin, we toss em (toss 'em)
Word, flossin (flossin)
Awesome (awesome)
We rockin, we toss em (uh uh)
Flossin (flossin-)
Awesome (awesome)
We rockin, we toss em (toss em)
Word, flossin (flossin)
Awesome (awesome)(uh)
We rockin, we toss em (uh uh)
Flossin (flossin-)
Awesome
5.Romborama
6.Have Mercy On Us
7.Storm
8.It's Better A DJ On 2 Turntables
9.Talkin' In My Sleep
10.2nd Streets Have No Name
(1st verse)
I can see the sunset stripping your eye, I'll drive it down.
I'll be the sunday morning to cross, when you wake.
(prelude)
I see movement in your eye, to get away on your own.
(2nd verse)
I can see no wise understanding above, telling me to go.
And I wanted to waste the times of the tide, driving slow.
(1st chorus)
I am moving, driving slow.
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(3rd verse)
The only one who I don't to ever sawn, sunset in you eye.
I can see the pretty things as to come, far to go.
(prelude)
I see movement in your eye, to get away on your own.
(Final Chorus)
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Second streets have no name,
(？？？？)
in the backlane of your house.
(？？？？)
I feel that today,
(？？？？)
we two are smilling.
(？？？？)
Second streets have no name,
(？？？？)
in the backlane of your house.
(？？？？)
I feel that today,
(？？？？)
we two are smilling.
(Final Verse)
To many streets,
To many streets,
Theres to many streets,
To many streets, without name.
TN： I expect help to finish the lyrics! They aren't easy to do
in this song!
11.Fucked From Above 1985
I've got the whole wide world in my pocket＊
I'm searching the digital waves on my chocolate,
So when I get a call from you I'm gonna block it,
Push a few buttons and then take off in my rocket.
12.Theolonius
13.Yeyo
14.Little Stars
Lyricist：Simone Cogo
Hey mister, why are you sleeping？
Have you seen me sleeping
Since you started pickin' in my ear, kickin' me away？
Is that the way you do things, boy？
Are you lookin' at the stars？
Of course, I'm lookin' at the stars
Do you never look at the stars？
They hold our dreams
Do they talk to you？
Of course, they talk to me
Don't they talk to you？
They talk to everybody
What do they say？ What they say？
Stars, look at them, boy
Look at them how they shine
How they shine for me and you tonight
Merry Christmas, merry Christmas, mister
Merry Christmas to you, where is my bottle？
Get me my bottle, boy, next thing we're singin' jingle bells
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way, jingle bells
Oh no, stop it, no, away with you now
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Jingle bells, jingle bells
15.Warp 7.7
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, WHAAAAAA!!
16.Make Me Blank
(Come on, come on, come on, come on)
You can be my major
Try a little more, rustle up to me later
I can be your train, you can be my saviour
Nail me to your cross, baby, I won't hate ya
If you wanna make it there, let me take ya
The body and the blood; stone cold creator
I'm nothin' but a sack gettin' by on me
Please take me, take me, baby, come and save me
(Come on, come on, come on, come on)
I just wanna butcher them from where you stand
In my eye, Harley Hardcore
Judge me, break me, but I... forsake thee
Take me, take me, baby, come and save me
Listen to my prayer
Fly a skyjet and it will soon prepare ya
If you really want me, I won't break ya
Leave me, deceive me, love me later
I just wanna crush you, bury all you stand for
Be my idol, Harley Hardcore
Judge me when you wanna, I'll forsake thee
Take me, take me, baby, come and save me
Baby, baby, tell ya we ain't comin' in safety
Baby, baby, tell ya we ain't comin' in safety
Baby, baby, tell ya we ain't comin' safely
17.House N° 84
18.Mother
19.I Love The Bloody Beetroots
20.Anacletus
21.Come La
Marracrash and
The (infamous) Bloody Beetroots
Il male e' popolare, Come la Cina
Fra!
Copiamo tutto Come la Cina
Come sul Mac con Mela C, Fra
Faccio di piu' alla stessa cifra
Non puoi competere con la Cina
Up Up ...Up Up ...Up Up ...
Zio!
Up Up ...Up Up ...Up Up ... Cina
Sono il piu' cool e tu non puoi piu' negarlo
Sopra ogni groove come il Vudù che canto
Io le dico ciao e Lei mi risponde Nihao
E dopo bene o male ci uniamo come nel Tao
Era suolo fra tanti Come la Cina tra i tanti stati
Odora del Washi Come la Cina con i ristoranti
Se ci credevi come i Cinesi tutti uguali
Ha i lettere e cubi tali scrivi
Sto diventando grosso, Come la Cina, Come la Cina
Fa Come la Cina, Come la Cina, Come la Cina
Se so sono il grosso, Come la Cina, Come la Cina
Fa Come la Cina, Come la Cina, Come la Cina
Up Up ...Up Up ...Up Up ...
Come la Cina
Up Up ...Up Up ...Up Up ...
Come la Cina
Up Up ...Up Up ...
Fra!
Up Up ...Up Up ...
Dico Dico
Up Up Up ...
Zio!
Up Up ...Up Up ...
Non dire a me di smettere che c'e crisi
Prendo un cartier e lo pagho cash no lisi
Io il fattore wow e la Cina fattore Mao
Entrambi siamo Up e prima eravamo Down
Lo puoi dire alla Cina che ora la festa e' finita
Dopo che ci siamo mangiati il mondo ogni materia prima
L'auto inquina milioni di di biciclette
Vogliono un R7 in Cina
Non me ne frega un cazzo, Come la Cina, Come la Cina
Fa Come la Cina, Come la Cina, Come la Cina
Sto diventando forte, Come la Cina, Come la Cina
Fa Come la Cina, Come la Cina, Come la Cina
Non puoi fermarmi adesso, Come la Cina, Come la Cina
Fa Come la Cina, Come la Cina, Come la Cina
Non me ne frega un cazzo, Come la Cina, Come la Cina
Fa Come la Cina, Come la Cina, Come la Cina
Up Up ...Up Up ...Up Up ...
Come la Cina
Up Up ...Up Up ...Up Up ...
Come la Cina
Up Up ...Up Up ...Up Up ...
Come la Cina
Up Up ...Up Up ...Up Up ...
Come la Cina
Copiamo tutto Come la Cina
Come sul Mac con Mela C, Fra
Faccio di piu' alla stessa cifra
E non puoi competere con la Cina
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