English Songs

Baby blue movie with always4tuesdaysAnd her love, Sarah, at Brooklyn House Hotel I’m just a hurricane eye (Hurricane eye)They’re not a little too shy (Too shy)Know how I wanted to sing (Wanted to sing)Know how they wanted to sing (Wanted to sing) Don’t you understandDon’t you know the love that you want’s all the love […]

Yo, wah gwan, Delilah? Wah gwan, Delilah? What’s it like in Toronto City?I’m two thousand kilometres awayBut girl, tonight you look so bad, oh yes, you doDundas Square don’t shine as bright as youTop left, top leftWah gwan, Delilah? You live far, it’s such a missionI can finesse my way on the transitBut nowadays, these

PoppyAh I’m in too deep a make-believeI know the demons always choose meThey shift and twist, push back againThey’re always trying to consume me I cannot let it inThey’ll take my everythingBelieve in nothing, I’ve lost all feelingNo, I don’t wanna bend to my own lonelinessI’ll scream ’til nothing’s left (On and on) ‘Cause they

Tie me to the mast, I’m going underThere’s a maiden waitin’ for me in the depthsShe’s promising a life of pleasure and plunderCome search me sir, you’ll find I’ve nothing leftA mutiny, good lord, that’s what they called itJust for questioning his commandThe jokes on you though, sir ’cause I live foreverSailor overboard oh, just

Fuck, fuck, fuckAyy, ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out, ayy, watch outI got lil’ Gox—, I got lil’ Goxan on this motherfuckerAyy, watch out, ayy, watch out, ayy, let me the fuck goAyy, hold on, let me cut—, let me cut through, fam, damnDamn, damn, damn Dark-ass weed they pushin’ ’round, it’s blackThis shit be

(asteria) Nah, I think you gotta goA demon in disguiseBaby, what you think you know?I think you gotta go-o-oI think you gotta go-o-o-o-oI think you gotta go-o-oJ-J-Just go, go-o-o-o-o-o-o Babe, don’t try-try, tryna tell me lies-liesBabe, don’t try-try, tryna tell me lies-lies(Nah) You can’t tell me lies(Nah) You can’t tell me lie-e-es(Nah) You can’t tell

(Blind)Ooh-ooh-ooh, oohOoh, oohOoh-ooh, oohOoh-ooh-ooh, oohOoh-ooh, ooh (Lil Tjay)Ooh-ooh, ooh, oohOoh-ooh Back to the heat, got relaxed, now I’m back on my feetWe ain’t never goin’ back to the streetsMoney gettin’ longNiggas mad, they killin’, come alongI remember they were laughin’ at meBad energy, trench kid, mad energyPray to the Lord ’cause I’m freeNumbers organic unfortunately