Big Time Rush – Blow Your Speakers

so bound in your ride
roll a windows down
cause tonights your night
get mislaid in a sound
gotta holder a song loud
baby blow your speakers out (your speakers out)

under a stolen lights
feel a stroke a rhythm
and it will get we right
sweat it all out of your system
you gotta giveaway your mind
let yourself unwind
cause it’s your night night night
so get it right right right come on
can we feel it inside
it likes to go for a ride
i know we need it
i can see it in your eyes

so bound in your ride
roll a windows down
cause tonights your night
get mislaid in a sound
gotta holder a song loud
baby blow your speakers out (your speakers out)

so bound in your ride
roll a windows down
cause tonights your night
get mislaid in a sound
gotta holder a song loud
baby blow your speakers out (your speakers out)

i know we feel a heat
i see we feeling a fire
don’t worry hitch a thing
fufill your each desire
the dj’s personification this song
so now we can’t go home
cause it’s your night night night
so do it right right right come on

can we feel it inside
it likes to go for a ride
i know we need it
i can see it in your eyes

so bound in your ride
roll a windows down
cause tonights your night
get mislaid in a sound
gotta holder a song loud
baby blow your speakers out (your speakers out)

so bound in your ride
roll a windows down
cause tonights your night
get mislaid in a sound
gotta holder a song loud
baby blow your speakers out (your speakers out)

oh whoa oh
let me hear we say
oh whoa oh
this celebration is never over no no no
oh whoa oh
ler me hear we say
whoa oh!

so bound in your ride
roll a windows down
cause tonights your night
get mislaid in a sound
gotta holder a song loud
baby blow your speakers out (your speakers out)

so bound in your ride
roll a windows down
cause tonights your night
get mislaid in a sound
gotta holder a song loud
baby blow your speakers out (your speakers out)
Blow Your Speakers Lyrics by Big Time Rush

BIG KRIT – Yesterday

“Speak up for them
Your friends, your relatives, your neighbors
It’s a good idea to speak up for them
And it’s always good to thank God”

[Hook 2x]
I miss you like yesterday
I miss you like yesterday
Yeah, I know it sound cliché
And they tell me just to pray, but
I miss you like yesterday

[Verse 1]
Early morning, whipping up breakfast
So unexpected, I’m barely yawning
Iron my school clothes, food up on the stove
Biscuits was hella fluffy, “Grandma, I need two of those”
You wisp away from your brother, Papa do what you say
‘Fore a crumb could hit my tongue, tell me to pray
Scrape my plate, wash the dish
Be prepared for the world and be thankful of the time that I get
To be young on the run
Don’t be eager to be grown, have some fun
You’ll look back when you turn 21
Like “My, time flies”
Wishing you were you here by my side

[Hook 2x]

[Verse 2]
Like an autumn breeze, knocking all the pecans out the trees
Baking your fruitcakes for Christmas Eve
The smell of sweet potato pie make it hard to leave
Sit and reminisce, out the grab bag, everybody got a gift
Just be thankful for the the thought, don’t be giving lip
We laugh and cry
You knew you couldn’t save the world, but you had to try
I been doing the same
Just so you know, your lectures ain’t going in vain
Accepted that you’re gone but I deal with the pain
Weather the rain, just know I won’t be the same

[Hook 2x]

BIG KRIT – Yeah Dats Me

[Hook x2: Big Krit]
Yeah dats me, yeah dat, yeah dat, yeah dats me, yeah dats me
Yeah dats me, yeah dat, yeah dat, yeah dats me, yeah dats me
Yeah dats me, yeah dat, yeah dat, yeah dats me, yeah dats me
Who dat getting money? Ay, who dat getting money, shawty?

[Verse 1: Big Krit]
Ok, I wake up fresh, get up fly, drape myself, pimp my ride
Hit that slab, throw some gold, making shawty get down on the floor
I’m a have to show my ass, ride on glass, pump my brakes, [then I'm mad?]
Pop my trunk, then I flash, a nigga wanna try to act bad
We don’t wanna play no games
Fuck with lames, trick on hoes, that won’t change
Caught my lane, swang and swerve, I gotta watch out for the curb
We don’t really play that, play that, yea! Yeen bout that, bout that, no!
Then don’t come round, come round, here! Cause we’ll let them, let them, go!

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2:]
Ok, I jump out fresh, shine all day, rep my hood, rep my state
Spot a little bad chick around my way, and holler out let’s get paid
Always been about my grind, bout my bread
Don’t like haters and I don’t like feds
Don’t like shawties that tease all day like they won’t give a real nigga head
Peep this game just to get this dough
Throw it in the air when you hit this floor
Yea that’s me sitting on chrome feet
Maybe when you couldn’t see when I crept up slow
Watch yo head when I open my door, grab yo parachute then let’s go
Dark in the club with a pimp on glow, everybody saw me take yo ho like…

[Hook x2]

[Bridge: Big Krit and?]
Ay, balling, crawling, slamming doors! (yeah dats me, yeah dats me)
Be a pimp tight player like I’m supposed! (yeah dats me, yeah dats me)
Cause my trunk on slam and my wrist on glow! (yeah dats me, yeah dats me)
Who dat getting money? Ay, who dat getting money, shawty?
I’m like show me where them dollars at (yeah dats me, yeah dats me)
[?] shopping bag (yeah dats me, yeah dats me)
You ain’t spending then don’t holler back (yeah dats me, yeah dats me)
Who dat getting money? Ay, who dat getting money, shawty?

[Hook x2]

BIG KRIT feat. Ludacris – What U Mean

[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
What you mean you ain’t nasty
Why the fuck you came
Why the fuck you came
Why, Why the fuck you came
What you mean you ain’t nasty
Why the fuck you came
Don’t you see the grill
Candy on the frame
What you mean you ain’t nasty
Why the fuck you came
Why the fuck you came
Why, Why the fuck you came
What you mean you ain’t nasty
Why the fuck you came
Don’t be pushin on my buttons
Wait a minute motherfucker

[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]
Bout time niggas seen the real
Old school car with the grill
Gettin’ it, doors valet can’t help you up out it
Top fell off and ain’t shit I can do about it
Ride clean, every day’s a holiday
Gettin paid, every day’s a bottle day
And you ain’t seen a pimp until you seen me on the corner
Last time your bitch chose me but I ain’t want her
Get money, motherfuck fame
Tryna break a ho and make change
If you knew me from the ribbit then you knew that I was tippin
You’s a motherfuckin liar if I ain’t reppin’ Mississippi
What you know about it
Krizzle still cold on em
My gift of gab came with a bow on it
So if you grind and you down for the smashin
So what you mean, what you mean, what you mean

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Big K.R.I.T.]
Don’t you wanna rest off in this glass house
If I let you ride set that ass out
Don’t play me like no trick that’s just so overrated
All this superbassin’ woofer quakin’ got you motivated
Haters screamin favors never stopped me
Sucker motherfuckers never blocked me
Poppin trunk, droppin top as I beat the bass
If you don’t know what KRIT mean by now then bitch you super late
Po’ another fo’ up to recuperate
If pimpin was a blood sport I kick it like a kumate
Working boppers on the field like it’s 2 a day
Three a day, 4 a day, any day a pro say
Shake it for a player, let me see it
If you lookin’ for a southern country bumpkin let me be it
You say you ridin’ and you down for the smashin
So what you mean, what you mean, what you mean

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Ludacris]
I knew a bitch named Mandy
She was a pink toe
She had a lisp so I asked her could she deepthroat
She said she never done it, she said she never tried
She sittin’ there tellin’ a motherfuckin lie
I said baby don’t you worry just get down on your knees
Cause some warm head will turn me up a couple degrees
So just throw your lips around this anaconda and squeeze
And you’ll keep a nigga harder than some government cheese
I say all women are freaks they just need an excuse
Pretendin’ they all tight when these bitches is loose
That’s why I stay strapped up when I’m knocking the boots
And love that military pussy I just need some recruits (Troops!)
Salute a pimp, it’s Luda pimp
Bad bitches join my team, ugly hoes exempt
After midnight don’t play no motherfucking games
Cause if you do, all you gon’ hear me say

[Hook]

BIG KRIT – Wake Up

(Wake up, Wake up
Wake up, Wake up)

[Verse 1]
Thank God for the day, thank God for the morning
Won’t take this here for granted no good Lord I gots to get on it
With every breath I take, or move I make, I gots to keep wanting
A better life for me, and all of mine, no time for that yawning
In the bed waiting, procrastinating, I gots to be hungry
Too old for games that don’t mean a thing, can’t play with my homies
Just know I’m paying dues if I don’t pick up for ya, whenever you phone me
Cuz being broke ain’t fun and that pity party I threw is starting to get boring
Good morning

[Hook]
I know today gonna be the best day of my life, my life
(Wake up, wake up)
I know today gonna be the best day of my life
(Wake up, wake up)
Gotta keep my head out the clouds and my feet on the ground

[Verse 2]
Gotta be realistic, stop talking and listen
Cuz at the blink of an eye your life’ll pass you by, good Lord you missed it now
You’re wishing that you went slow, took advantage of that 2-4
Yeah you gave your all to get your back from off the wall but you can give more
Stand tall against the grain, be yourself don’t do the same
As the next man cuz all paths are different, so don’t jump the train
Hell, we can’t complain, for this borrowed time
So don’t misuse yours, cuz you can’t borrow mine
Good morning

[Hook]

BIG KRIT feat. Chamillionaire – Time Machine

[Hook:]
In my time machine, yea I ride, clean
Marinate the scene with my high beams
Candy coated dreams, whenever I, lean
Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
This my time machine (take me way back)
This my time machine (take me way back)
This my time machine (take me way back)
Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
This is my time machine

[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T]
Take me way back Scarface in our tapedeck
Ridin’ with my poppa, rockin’ a starter and some gray sweats
Gave me game as we roll down 8th street
Niggas out here flexin’, don’t be stressing what you can’t be
And don’t be vouching, don’t believe in what you can’t see
Unless it’s God, don’t be borrowin’ cause ain’t shit free
You got your family and your friends when you need relief
There’ll come a time when I can’t be there when you need me
He let my seat back (way, way, back)
When it come to music yea you need that
Forever in the cut where you be at
Forgive and forget, your anger leave that
Don’t be wasting time, Cause time is all you have
Don’t be chasing hoes, Boy go chase this cash
I can’t say no mo’, you’ll learn it on yo own
I couldn’t understand it then
But do now that I’m grown

[Hook:]
In my time machine, yea I ride, clean
Marinate the scene with my high beams
Candy coated dreams, whenever I, lean
Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
This my time machine (take me way back)
This my time machine (take me way back)
This my time machine (take me way back)
Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
This is my time machine

[Verse 2: Big K.R.I.T]
Take me way back, fitted with a wave cap
Brushing in the hallway trying to keep these waves flat
Broads come and go rarely would they fuck with me
My brother was a player I was favored off up in these streets
Learning rules paying dues made myself a name
Laughing at these cape crusader’s savers ’cause them niggas lame
Hand cuffing, claim they loving on a freaky dame
But she a bopper I got partners that don’ ran a train
We play the game
Even as a youngster knew I’d be a king
Told them non-believers I would never change
The Sippi where I’m from and that the shit I claim
It’s funny how they flock when they heard you got that knot
Wouldn’t bust it open now they dying to set it out
Down to hit my couch, get off in their mind
Like I’m a fall in love, Take ‘em back in time

[Hook:]
In my time machine, yea I ride, clean
Marinate the scene with my high beams
Candy coated dreams, whenever I, lean
Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
This my time machine (take me way back)
This my time machine (take me way back)
This my time machine (take me way back)
Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
This is my time machine

[Verse 3: Chamillionaire]
Uh, Uh
Hold up
I just wanna say what’s up to the women they discuss
Ain’t no rust, you can never say it’s lust
This the only dame I trust, Ain’t it plush
You can see the painted struts
Got the naked lady just painted up
This ain’t no Mercedes cause, bet it make your baby blush
Coats of candy got ‘em saying I’m, delicious
Every woman on her knees that’s looking up, is not religious
And I feel like Master P had me not taking minor digits
If you ain’t about this life then close your pipe and mind your, business
Screw taught us stay authentic and they gon’ love your jams
[?] Keep on mashin’ and we gon’ run the land
Jprince and [?] are the reasons you had to become a fan
And the only way we ain’t gon’ win is when we under planned
Throw a prayer up for Japan, I swear the daily news be having me trippin’
Everybody that got a cross hanging off they neck is not a Christian
When the police pull you over they’ll say you fit the, description
Bun B that’s our O.G., R.I.P Pimp C feel like I’m with him
When I’m in my time machine

[Hook:]
In my time machine, yea I ride, clean
Marinate the scene with my high beams
Candy coated dreams, whenever I, lean
Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
This my time machine (take me way back)
This my time machine (take me way back)
This my time machine (take me way back)
Take me far and far, this ain’t just my car
This is my time machine

BIG KRIT – The Alarm

(Do you believe) they could call you the greatest
So you pay your bills but you barely made it?
(Do you believe) that it’s all on your shoulders
And everything would seem clear if you stayed sober?
(Do you believe) that your heart is really in it
When you know most these folks ain’t impressed with your vision?
(Do you believe) that this pep talk
Will keep you in top form when so many fell off?
(Do you believe) that the world feels your pain?
It’s kill or be killed, can you keep what you claimed?
(Do you believe) that you really can sustain
This lifestyle, Sky Miles, ballin’ in the chains?
(Do you believe) that these niggas really fuck with you?
When you hit rock bottom, look how many stuck with you
(Do you believe) that the devil’s all around?
If he knocking at your door, have strength to turn him down
(Do you believe) they can barely hear the real shit?
In a world of fantasies, can you be a realist?
(Do you believe) that the governments concealing
Their true intentions, apprehending those that won’t be pillaged?
(Do you believe) that doing right will make you richer?
And just because you paid these white folks still won’t call you nigger??
(Do you believe) that you can sacrifice it all
When the ball’s in your court and your time has been called?
(Do you believe) that God will forgive you?
For those times that you didn’t let Him steer you?
For those times that you up and lost faith
Cause you swore He couldn’t hear you and nothing ever changed??
(Do you believe) that screaming out His name
When you lost your best friend is what really helped the pain??
(Do you believe) that you never loved fame
And you wouldn’t miss a dime if you lost it all today??

WAKE UP
WAKE UP
WAKE UP
WAKE UP

BIG KRIT – The Vent

A mother lost her child, I tried to ease her pain
It’s only God’s will, she said she felt the same.
It’s funny how the sun will up and battle rain
As if the clouds couldn’t stand to see me outside again
Wrote a rhyme that was kind, with some vision to it
Bottom line, it might expand yo mind if you listen to it
Too much shine can dull the soul

If you feel how I feel then I rap some more
How can the Devil take my brother if he’s close to me
When he was everything I wasn’t but I hoped to be
I get a little honest, and I ask my self
If the time come will you save me if I ask for help
Send my mind on a journey to the outermost
To document what it had seen, and Cc: me the notes
And ask Kurt Cobain why, cause I need to know
He stopped when he had such a long way to go
I saw love in the eyes of a perfect stranger
She overlooked my caring heart in search of a gangsta
Will we ever be together? Only time will tell
She called my phone and talk to me as her eye would swelled
I put my problems in box beside my tightest rhymes
Under lock and key, buried deep off in my mind
And when it gets too full, and I can’t close the lid
I spaz on my family and my closest friends
Trade my materials for a piece of mind
I’m so close to Heaven, Hell I just need some time
Who cares about life, and the highs and lows
Maybe I should write another song about pimps and hoes
Cars and clothes, Idol Gods, Golden Cabs, Louie Scarfs
I do this for the love, and it’s free of charge
I don’t need jail to be behind bars
This is purely art, in my Grandma’s household this was surely taught
Don’t be naive, yea these time’s is hard. In the midst of all the glamor, hope you find god
I never wished to be the burden bearer
But souls need saving and it’s now or never
Shock value is all they wanna see
It’s us against them, and it’s just you and me
Try to take heed what I say in my songs
Forgive me if I ever ever steered you wrong
Most people stop for signs, but I’ve driven through it
If it don’t touch my soul, then I can’t listen to it
The radio don’t play the shit I used to love
Or maybe I’m just growing up
I never seen a star on a red rug
If I wanna see a stars I just look above
To the Heavens

I know you been down so long, So I’ll be stronger for you
I know you been down so long, Cause I’ve been down too
Yes I understand, What you’re goin through
Yes I understand, Cause I’m goin through it too
I pray that you find your way, and all things old become new
I pray that you find your way for my sake, cause I’m lost too
Yes I Understand, What you’re goin through
Yes I understand, Cause I’m goin through it too
I lost my friend this mornin’, woke up screamin her name
She meant so much to me, I’m scared I won’t be the same
Hope you understand, what I’m goin through
Hope you understand, when I call out for you
To vent.

BIG KRIT – Temptation

[Hook x2]
Yeah’ I’m tryna turn this into somethin’
Turn this into somethin’
Yeah’ I’m tryna to turn this into somethin’
Turn this into somethin’
And we ain’t tripping on the summer cause the stars out
Chrome wheels, candy paint, bring the broads out

[Verse 1]
Yeah I’m tryna turn this into somethin’ on the go
Holler at my partner for some drank that I could pour
Sippin’, candy dripping while I’m tippin’ on them vogues
Horizontal sideways trunk might explode
Headed to the spot where the strippers show me love
Cause they got them fire wings and I love to grub
Trying to get my mind off my bitch back at home
Searching for a freaky bopper dying to turn me on

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2]
Yeah I’m tryna turn this into somethin’ for the night
Gotta play it safe drop my bait while she bite
She sucking and she fucking well, that’s just my type
It’s something about that pussy when it’s gushy under lights
She claims she knows my name and she seen me out in public
Finally got the nerve to speak to me cause she been crushin’
Agreeing in whatever that I tell her she’ll bust it
I showed her what I’m bout and
Turned her out soon as I touched it

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]
Yeah I’m tryna turn this into somethin’ cause she bout it
Pimpin’ put her in submission she could never doubt it
Stock legs, corn bread fed, she a stallion
Drink in my tank turn me up to a thousand
Crank it to the max while she shake it from the back
Claiming that she dyin’ I’mma hit her with this ‘Lac
Told her turn around and scrub the ground to the beat
Set that ass on my lap and whisper this to me

[Hook x2]

BIG KRIT – Sky Club

[Hook]
Now I’m popped up twice, drink on ice
High beams on, forever top flight
My high flow, cabin pressure low
Watching out for traffic control
I’m clear for landing, landing, landing
I’m clear for landing, landing, landing
I’m clear for landing, landing, landing
Shit, I’m too fly to be touched
Too hard to be crushed

[Verse 1]
Jammin’ when I pull out on the scene
Hoes hop up out they jeans
Jaws drop up on the scene
When that plane be super clean
Like something out of a dream or a movie
Groovy broads dress up at they choosin’
I feel ‘em all the same
Down to do whatever before I ask ‘em they name
They just wanna know Krizzle can you sing
I say yes I can
Even with the highs and lows
Pull up in that old ride
Do it like a playa ‘posed
Back to what I was talkin’ ’bout
Don’t miss out on this pimpin’ cause ain’t no stalling out
I get ya where you wanna
That’s if ya calling out to me from the stands
I’ll holla at ya when we land

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
This that skew it on the Bar-B, where’s the party
Summertime and feeling fine and drinking forties
With my kinfolk playing spades and still debating
Bout going to the club after, shit’s overrated
I’m kinda faded, my shawty jaded
Cuz I don’t pick up when she call, it’s complicated
Holla later, roller skating, super bassing
Turn it up to the max like goodness gracious
It’s back breaking, my neighbors hate me
Keep it shaking, 808 earthquaking, life changing
The way it knock on the pavement hear me in Asia
The way it thump in the trunk, you’ll think I’m in danger
Becoming one with the sun like a space invader
Another shot just before it I don’t need a chaser
Reggie Miller ain’t a liar, we don’t like the Pacers
When you in my plane hangar

[Hook]

[Bridge]
If you drinking and you po’ somethin’
One time, one time for y’all
If ya smoking and you roll somethin’
One time, one time for y’all
To all my family let me hold somethin’
One time, one time for y’all
And all them broads that’s down to show somethin’
One time, one time for y’all

[Hook]

BIG KRIT – Sideline

[Hook:]
I can’t play the sidelines
With all my folk in the stands
Giving up just ain’t apart of the plan
I can’t play the sidelines
While they still ‘chea
Yea I been down but I’m still here
I can’t play the sidelines
Yea I can deal with the pain
Cause you ain’t winning ‘less they hollerin’ ya name
I can’t play the sidelines
So put me in coach
I swear to God, that’s all I got to live for

[Verse 1]
On my first rep, tryna max out
Lifting burdens, being worried ’til I pass out
Jumping hurdles, running laps just for scraps in this rat race
Lord knows I’m tired, never step, gotta keep pace
Read my playbook, lay my head down
Caught a sprain, ice buckets by my bed now
Felt a impact like a truck hit me full contact
No pads, Lord come get me, I’m down
I can feel it in my soul
This my last chance to shine but they know I’m getting old
Hard to move on, my legs ain’t been the same
Since I took a fall from greatness
Now I knowing when it rains on my homecoming
See my folks, smiling
I’m the GOAT, but I really need to hold something
One more dime, I’ll be fine, yea I’m the best in my prime
But what about now

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
On the second set, got to do this for myself
When the balls in my court, can’t depend on no one else
This a long shot, but I trained all my life
Broke some bone, cried some tears just so I could get it right
When it’s time, hit the gym trying to win
On the off-season doing what I can, but I’m running out of time
Got a partner going through it
Cause his bills still due and he ain’t started since the moment that he signed
Physical training and all
Rehabilitation the cause of shookin’ jivin’, no hard turf
Ain’t no complaining at all when they overturnin’ your call
This is life and yes it’s hard work
We out here fighting like dogs in every man backyard
Trying to get what was lost reimbursed
Just a big [?] on the wall, give it my all ’til they hang up my shirt

[Hook]

BIG KRIT feat. Joi – Shake It

Yeah, broadcasting to ya live from the third coast
I’m ready

[Chorus: Joi (w/ Big K.R.I.T. ad libs)]
Let me take you higher-a-a-a-ohh (I told ya I can take ya higher baby)
Let me light your fire-a-a-a-ohh (Let me light your fire darling)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (Yeah)
Won’t you shake it baby, shake it baby
shake it baby, shake it baby, shake it? (Oh no getting all shy now baby girl)
Can you take it baby, take it baby
take it baby, take it baby, take it? (Let me know, can you take it?)

[Big K.R.I.T.]
Now I was creeping across slow, in a candy ’84
with the fifth wheel and a chandelier, and the elbows with Vogues
I was scooping up yellow, head game nothing better
that went down fourteen, ironically her first name Coretta
Her body is stellar, I told her that when I first saw her
in the strip club with her top off and her ass up like “Good Lord”
She had me pinned up in a corner
whispering that I could have her if I want her

[Chorus: Joi (w/ Big K.R.I.T. ad libs)]
Let me take you higher-a-a-a-ohh (Let me take you higher baby)
Let me light your fire-a-a-a-ohh (Let me light your fire darling)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (Yeah)
Won’t you shake it baby, shake it baby
shake it baby, shake it baby, shake it? (I know that’s what you came here to do)
Can you take it baby, take it baby
take it baby, take it baby, take it? (I just wanna know, can you take it baby?)

[Big K.R.I.T.]
Now I was late night creeping on ‘em in the pillow they was sleeping on
And her man, she was cheating on him for the chrome wheels that glide
On the old school with the plush seats that feel extra soft when you touch these
She’d get real freaky, wanna touch me and suck me as I drive
I said cool, she was thorough it, matter of fact, she was thoroughbred
as the light from the street twinkle off my chrome and the back of her silky head
Kinda crazy, trying not to crash my whip, but I’m kinda hazy
Kinda soaring, kinda high, told her one more time

[Chorus: Joi (w/ Big K.R.I.T. ad libs)]
Let me take you higher-a-a-a-ohh (Up to the moon and the stars baby)
Let me light your fire-a-a-a-ohh (Make it shine baby, let’s make it shine)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (Yeah)
Won’t you shake it baby, shake it baby
shake it baby, shake it baby, shake it? (I know you don’t think it’s over yet)
Can you take it baby, take it baby
take it baby, take it baby, take it? (You ready? Let’s go)

[Joi (w/ Big K.R.I.T. ad libs)]
Won’t you ride (won’t you come aboard)
aboard my spaceship? (I just want you to shake it baby, everything that you got and more)
Can’t you tell we going places? (If you can’t tell by now that we going places…)
(One more time, alumnus, yeah)

[Outro: excerpt from the film "CB4"]
“I definitely don’t like what’s happening to you”
“Now just because I got a little bit of cash
why does everybody gotta start bugging?”

BIG KRIT – Rise And Shine

Rise and shine
Uh you gotta get up get out get somethin…

Uh
Early morning, kinda sleepy, still yawning
Log on and, dial toning
Forever phoning, for a blessing
Will you help me get my ass up out the bed and go
God love me cause he said it so
Don’t look away cause I beg for more
Than I ever ever had
Praying for the future but I’m dealing with the past
Mama say I’m worried cause I’m too much like my dad
Some things are forever, nothing ever last
Like the rising of the sun or when big mama passed
Time travel fast, search and you shall find
The wake from yo slumber, open up yo blinds

Rise and shine!
“The latest I can be was on time”
You gotta get up get out and get something
Why rest when all the world running
RISE AND SHINE!
“If life is a dream why sleep at all”
Nothing ever come to those that just wait
Don’t ever lose sight of your goals just keep straight

The early bird gets the worm, you live and you learn
(I been waiting on my chance) well you gotta wait your turn
To who it may concern, ain’t much time left
Gotta fight to the death for my family
M.J. baseline they can’t handle me
Slam dunk hang time like a canopy
Tired sitting on the couch
(Watching celebs pout about the troubles of a million dollar house)
So tell ‘em I’m out on my grizzly
Put’cha lighters in the air if you feel me
I ain’t lying it’s the time
To wake up, wipe ya eyes
Rise and shine
Uh, yo, yo
Free yo mind
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Rise and shine!
“The latest I can be was on time”
You gotta get up get out and get something
Why rest when all the world running
RISE AND SHINE!
“If life is a dream why sleep at all”
Nothing ever come to those that just wait
Don’t ever lose sight of your goals just keep straight

Rise and shine!

BIG KRIT – Rich Dad, Poor Dad

Remember a child’s places what I often heard while asking
About the things no adolescent could imagine
Trying on the pants of a man I had not yet become
Hands too small to button the buttons my father often fastened
While speaking on his dreams and ambitions although I could never understand
There was comfort that I listened, with mention to be better than him

[Verse 1:]
Be a better man in the world of negligence
Pedophilic malvolence, don’t trust your reverend
When they settling for settlements
Lock your doors, shut your windows, don’t let the devil in
The media graffiti-a with relishments
Money, cars, and clothes I suppose what successful is
They say so you’re oats, it’s natural to experiment
But don’t get stuck and fucking run amok – be celibate
Only 14 when I first cut
I wasn’t her first, I had to strap up
And thank God for them condoms that my papa gave me
Cause a convo ’bout birds and bees wouldn’t save me
From a child I couldn’t shoulder, pushin’ in a stroller
Down the streets of 3OB while all my homies asked to hold ‘em
Proceed to play ball, when he cried I can’t console him
I truly wasn’t ready for kids, that’s what he told me

[Bridge:]
I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad

[Verse 2:]
Never in a sense of money spent
Christmas trees are beautiful without presents up under them
Lead by example, don’t get caught up in the rapture
Life is just a raffle, mostly pain, but some laughter
The older that you get, it’s even harder to believe
No superheroes on TV you used to see
Remember that I told you slow down, control your speed
The more you walk with God, the harder it is to scrape your knee
I remember when I fell from my first bike
There were no “are you okays” and rarely “are you alrights”
Just dirt in my pockets, handful of gravel
That’s when I realized that getting up is only half the battle
The fear of falling off will haunt me well into my teens
The moment that the world took a shit upon my dreams
Cause money is the root, and love is all we had
In fact, I’m glad, I had a rich dad, poor dad

[Bridge]

BIG KRIT feat. Big Sant – Return Of 4eva

What a difference a day makes

[Hook:]
It’s the return of 4eva ho (ho, ho)
Pimp tight (pimp tight) world wide
It’s the return of 4eva ho (ho, ho)
Outer space (Outer Space) Enterprise
It’s the return of 4eva ho (ho, ho)
Live (live) from the (live) from the underground
It’s the return of 4eva ho (ho, ho)
I’m talking once upon a (once upon a) time in the south

[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T]
It’s the young K-R I-T
Mackin’ hoes like niggas with perms and gold teeth
Candy paint, Caddie doors, high feel
Gator toe fetish with diamonds against the wheel
Like a pimp, never slack, never fold
Shake ‘em up, break ‘em, and slam ‘em like dominoes
On the floor, by my notes, playa made,
Replenishing these bitches with pimpin’ like Gatorade
Tailor made, super tight, Mr. B
Lookin’ for a diva to wide receiver a D
Touch down, outta sight, let it go
Comin’ out hard

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Big Sant]
Well, it’s Big Sant bitch
And I’m a mob type figure
Comin’ down on you hoes and you pussy ass niggas
Forever international, sipping sake with my Asian gal
My address is the winner’s circle, you can hate me now
Hotter than my leather in the summer with the windows up
The word legend never get said ‘less you mention us
My speech is mink, I want it all plus the kitchen sink
The whip white, time right, money green, pussy pink
Yeah, you can do with that; think I’m lyin’
Baby cho’s on my poes, hoe I’m polished just to shine
Add the blue blockers and gators and even Stevie could see
So look at me, motherfucker, look at me

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Big Sant]
Man I’m coming out harder than you could ever imagine
Paper stackin’, breaking mics, livin’ the fastest (yeah)
I keep dimes on deck like a bank teller
Pimpin’ so strong ain’t shit that I can’t tell her
You ain’t even on my radar ho
I can’t smell ya, can’t see ya, don’t know ya, partna’
So you ain’t special
See we alumni, nigga, next level
See me on top of the food chain, no pressure

[Verse 4: Big K.R.I.T.]
Now hold up, hold on
Get with it bitch
Throw money like hot potatoes
Can’t wait to get rid of this
Emphasizing my emphasis
Don’t sleep on my lyricism
Glow like the moon and stars
Shine like a billion prisms
See the vision clear as day
Randy Savage with my mouthpiece
Life coach, quite hard, lost hope, outreach
Plenty done it but none can measure
To the pace and the treble of a mother fucking rebel

[Hook]

Sounds easy, doesn’t it?

BIG KRIT – Red Eye

I’m like what happened to us, maybe I’m rapping too much
I been missing your touch, sometimes I’m out and I lust
What if love ain’t enough, and all we have is this trust
What if I’m fucking that up, so you don’t trust in me much
I’m wasting your time, to say I’m straight, I’d be lying
It’s either you or this music but I can’t make up my mind
I’d throw you a line, I’d give you a sign
Right now I’m through with the trying, I think you ready to fly
I settle for less so when I’m tired of stress
I go through with the motions pretending I’m at my best
Fall victim to flesh, I live to be fresh
But this ain’t what I expect because my life is a wreck
I run out of breath cuz I ain’t taking the steps
Money comes and it goes ’til family’s all I got left
I’m seeing my growth, but I’m still from myself
You’ll be hollering out next because you’re ready to fly
I can’t find the words so you’ll just fill in the blanks
I’m doing the norm and not what it takes
I’ll keep folding my cards and you’ll keep raising the stakes
‘Til we forget about us and what we have is too late
I know in your heart, you ain’t conditioned to race
So I steady the wheel, forever pumping the breaks
Resort to the bottle, that’s how I deal with the shakes
Pray for these haters, that’s how I deal with the hate
Look to the sky, don’t be content with the now
You ain’t concerned with the why, you just wanna know how
I didn’t give her the chance, when you just wanna be down
And save me from myself, but I’m wanting to drown
King is much more than the weight of a crown
As good as it feels, that ain’t the way that it sounds
Being single is cool ’til ain’t nobody around
Then I’m chasing you down, cuz you was ready to fly
I can’t be what you want me to be
You’re shooting too high cuz you ain’t aiming at me
One minute you’re calling out for the D
Then the next minute you wanna be free
Then the next minute you hollering out peace
Although I know it’s a war and they’ll be blood in the street
If you call don’t be frustrated at me
Just leave you’re heart at the beep, cuz mine is harder to reach
Cuz mine is harder to see
And that don’t make it harder to cheat
Being friends would make it harder to breathe
So if you’re ready to fly, just forget about me
But if you’re willing to try then I’m willing to leap
Out of the window of pain and fall in love at your feet
I ain’t the man you want me to be
I guess that’s what’s been bothering me

BIG KRIT – R4 Theme Song

[Hook:]
Refrain from being lame; say it like you mean it
Get up off your feet like it’s the first time you seen it
Music is my bitch let nothing come between us
Can’t no one do it better hoe
It’s the return of 4eva, 4eva eva
It’s the return of 4eva, 4eva eva
It’s the return of 4eva, 4eva eva
It’s the return of 4eva, 4eva eva

[Verse 1:]
They hollin bout time, that’s what they told me
You want this money don’t be scared hoe show me
Old school, I’m pushing hella fast
I working wheel cracking seals breaking throws-backs
Never change, I can’t be Hollywood
I’m way to country plus I’m bumping in my neighborhood
Fifth wheel, coming now hard
Cause all I wanted was some rims on a candy car
Third Coast, now what’cha know about it
I keep it trill never slippin you should never doubt it
Pimp tight, picture perfect frame
Never trickin on these dames, refrain from being lame

[Hook:]
Refrain from being lame; say it like you mean it
Get up off your feet like it’s the first time you seen it
Music is my bitch let nothing come between us
Can’t no one do it better hoe
It’s the return of 4eva, 4eva eva?
It’s the return of 4eva, 4eva eva?
It’s the return of 4eva, 4eva eva?
It’s the return of 4eva, 4eva eva?

[Verse 2:]
They hollin hol’ up, but I can’t slow it down
Too much to prove if it ain’t money I can’t come around
More tie, that’s what I’m known for
I’m never comfy came from nothing bitch I want mo’
Don’t play, you know this go foreal
I kept it country now be country even with a deal
Still fly, can’t keep a playa down
Mainstream is cool but in my heart 4eva underground
Thank God, may do with what I have
I grew up po’ but what’cha heard I ain’t goin back
R 4, I’m letting my nuts hang
Never trickin

[Hook:]
Refrain from being lame; say it like you mean it
Get up off your feet like it’s the first time you seen it
Music is my bitch let nothing come between us
Can’t no one do it better hoe
It’s the return of 4eva, 4eva eva?
It’s the return of 4eva, 4eva eva?
It’s the return of 4eva, 4eva eva?
It’s the return of 4eva, 4eva eva?

BIG KRIT feat. Big Sant & Bun B – Pull Up

When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over

Then uncuff your chick (cuff your chick)
She here legit, bitch (it’s legit)

When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over

Then uncuff your chick
She here legit, bitch

5 in the morning, ridin’, yawn and take her my beat up
On the way to Obaco with a crib that I can kick my feet up
See the panties was shinin’, freshly primin’ first time I seen ‘er
Now she wanna ride high with her head in the sky, look down on all her people
Ain’t it crazy panty be crackin’ when I’m slappin’ them bones
I was told to jump in and camp fire the Amazon my dogs
So what’s twerkin’ and broken in here? I shouldn’t thought of Po
From them strippers that love the suckin’ fuckin’, get get down on the flo’
Transformers can’t fuck with this, that the way my dough flip
Skyscraper tall when I creepy crawl, they crip on solar clipse
Rise to the apes in my trunk and my terriers swang dine
Make the pope cast votes when the rapture approach, my old school come around

When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over

Then uncuff your chick (cuff your chick)
She here legit, bitch (it’s legit)

When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over

Then uncuff your chick
She here legit, bitch

Said bitch I pulled up on your turk
Straight pilled off with yo girl
Said she wanna ride with it
Just wanna get that dick cause she deserve it
And my backseat softer than a pillow top
Pants so wet that it hit the spot
And I’m a quench your thirst
Man that nigga should’ve did it first
You was holdin’ hands and I was in a perse
I’m gettin’ dough dup on the city lights
She right side, she can lift steel
Tryna make show that her titties right
We in the parkin’ lot with the trunk open and sippin’
Sittin’ outside the whip with the world grand wheel like it’s 19-96
Yea chick, I’m ridin’ dirty
Kicks up bitch, I know you heard me tryna get the leg with the 84′s
Tank just don’t say beg for mecy
I just want the swangin’ bangin’
The work of the whole wide, leave you hangin’
Gotta let ‘em know I’m forever whole and kickin’ doors open
Pay what you owe me I told ‘em

When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over

Then uncuff your chick (cuff your chick)
She here legit, bitch (it’s legit)

When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over

Then uncuff your chick
She here legit, bitch

See pimpin’ is what pimpin’ is and Mac can do what he feel like
Trip the tray where that duck is stichin’ and fold the boll so I peel right
Candy paintin’ on that Friday man, turn the grill on that woman
Them fancy bucks that flipped wheel of the truck, you hear me not when I’m comin’
That face so hard that it’s numbin’, that chrome so shinny it’s blindin’
Them seats so soft that I’m sinkin’ in and so it’s no need to recline ‘em
I drop the top and you see me, got different shit on this TV
That one with Sopranos, the one with the wire
The one that finally score up that aisle
Woodrow Wilson goddamn knew that step come out when I grip it
I represent for that D A T and ace the whole, I feel tippin’
I chunk the dudes when I’m flippin’, for my city I pull on
R I P to the pimp, it’s U G K for life and I’m gone

When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over

Then uncuff your chick (cuff your chick)
She here legit, bitch (it’s legit)

When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over
When I pull up, it’s over
I pull up, it’s over

Then uncuff your chick
She here legit, bitch

BIG KRIT feat. B.B. King – Praying Man

[Hook:]
Guess I was on the road
Didn’t know which way to go
I think I hear a praying man coming
A praying man coming

Sometimes I couldn’t read the signs
My people done left me behind
I think I hear a praying man coming
I think I hear a praying man coming

[Verse 1: Big Krit]
Stumble along the path, he emerged from the grass
Stopped at me and asked why so sad
Perhaps because they had taken what I had
I’m sure it wasn’t much to them but it was all that I could grab
I was on my way to church, I was running late at first
But after all this riff raff here, I missed service and it hurts
But what’s worse I’m not sure how long I’ve been swaying in the breeze
Tired of talking to the trees and you the first praying man that I’ve seen
I [?] lending hand, but I see if you got some time
I’m glad you looked up because most people pay no mind
He smiled and said “Son well, I can do you one better”
He removed a pocket knife and cut me down from my oppressor, forever

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Big Krit]
Boating along the sea, he emerged from the mist
Asked me how I got far from the beach
Cause they stripped me of my pride and put these shackles on my feet
I was stacked on top of my folk and it was really hard to breathe
It was a little hard to believe that I had been caught up in this mess
And some of my own people would sell me to my death
It was a lot of us on the ride and it was a lot of us that was lost
But some of us couldn’t take it so some of us jumped off
And I’m really glad you found me on your course
I been out here for a while and there’s no sign of the shore
He smiled and said “Son well I can do you one better”
He lended me his hand and picked me up from my oppressor, forever

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Driving along the road
He asked me what I was running from and where I was trying to go
“Well I was working in the field and one of my kinfolk just got killed
And I knew they’d come for me and Lord knows I wanna live
See I heard there’s people free, not that far but far from me
To be running from these dogs with no shoes up on my feet
I heard of this railroad that ventures underground
And takes my kind of people to a place that we can’t be found
And I been wounded for some miles, so I decided to rest my head
I guess they let me go cause they assumed that I was dead”
Smiled and said “Son well let me do you one better”
He offered me a ride and drove me far away from my oppressor, forever

[Hook]

BIG KRIT – Voices

Jam!
I got these voices in my ear
Aye!
Yeah, got these voices in my ear
HAAAA!
Yeah, I got these voices in my ear
Yeah (YEAH!)

[Verse 1:]
Wake up to the sound of a million horns
Jesus piece ruby red diamonds in the thorns
Say a prayer for the Jammed and the one’s that’s gone
I might a missed my nigga wake, but still I mourn
Did it big in the club with my cash out
But dealing with alot so I drunk until I passed out
With a brall I met a broad with her ass out
Her concern was the earn like ‘nigga what yo cash bout? ‘
In the ville up on my tip with her glass out
We live a paparazzi life, what yo flash bout?
Hit the mattress set the ceiling, what yo stash bout?
In case I had doubts

[Hook:]
I got these voices in my ear
They tell me get up, get up, get up
I got these voices in my ear
They tell me wake up, wake up, wake up
I got these voices in my ear
They tell me keep running, keep running, keep running
I got these voices in my ear
They tell me get money, get money, get money, get money
Breathe

[Verse 2:]
What if a dream was all you had
And life ain’t Fab you can’t throw it in the bag
Niggas ain’t real, hoes ain’t shit
My Hammy Downs was too dig they buying clothes that don’t fit
I’m like, it was more than fame that the credit
Feeling like my whole life I been try’na be the freshest
Respected, in a world full of kings you pathetic
If you can’t buy the finer things before you exit
The very moment that’cha got it
Is where my biggest fears that I’ll doubted nobody
Forgotten, when I was really at my best
It seems like nothing left

[Hook:]
I got these voices in my ear
They tell me get up, get up, get up
I got these voices in my ear
They tell me wake up, wake up, wake up
I got these voices in my ear
They tell me keep running, keep running, keep running
I got these voices in my ear
They tell me get money, get money, get money, get money
Breathe

[Verse 3:]
Lately I been feeling like fuck it
Heavens in my face but Lord knows I can’t touch it
Plus I heard the angel wings was kind of heavy
Scared to put em on my back, so I threw em on a Chevy
Death knocking on my door I can get it
Looking through the peep hole in case I ain’t ready
Fuck this rap shit yeah I said it
On the road to the riches ain’t no telling where I’m headed
Now I dread it, the world ain’t what it seems
And during all the shit to be a king
Praying for tomorrow, some more time to borrow
I’m scared, aware, they whisper in my fear

[Hook:]
I got these voices in my ear
They tell me get up, get up, get up
I got these voices in my ear
They tell me wake up, wake up, wake up
I got these voices in my ear
They tell me keep running, keep running, keep running
I got these voices in my ear
They tell me get money, get money, get money, get money
Breathe