Yeah, yeah, yeah I don't want nobody else I just want to be a kid But I hate being all alone But there's reasons why I'm by myself And I know you see me as a tyke. But I know you know I'm still your type And I hate playing on the phone But I love talkin' in the night I'm too fucking young And girl I can't say you're the one for me You're the one, you're the one, You're the (aye) I'm too fucking young And girl I can't say you're the one for me You're the one, You're the one, You're the one(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) Okay I'm passin' time In a higher class, upper echelon Mastermind, things been movin' fast And you last in line I left all that pain in the past, it ain't catchin' on Fuck the games, I gave you a chance, but you arrogant See, I do better myself I want you but it's like you bad for my health It ain't your fault, I knew better myself Let me better my wealth, get a plaque on my shelf Myself, can't stand your defiance, I hate the silence You done had the chance after chance, I ain't lyin But you must have some bad timing Cause now I don't feel like trying To keep it alive When it's meant to die Then baby I ain't gon' stop it Why you stressin' me Why the fuck you testin' me Comin' back to light when you see how this life been blessin' me And you know how I feel I swear that you so used to gettin' me But when you come around I just can't let you get the best of me I wish I could get that time that I spent with you Hate how you left me behind, I was missin' you Now days I don't even cry, I don't mention you It seem like you doin fine so I'm distant too I wish I could get that time that I spent with you Hate how you left me behind, I was missin' you Now days I don't even cry, I don't mention you It seem like you doin fine so I'm distant too I don't want nobody else I just want to be a kid But I hate being all alone But there's reasons why I'm by myself And I know you see me as a tyke But I know you know I'm still your type And I hate playing on the phone But I love talkin' in the night I'm too fucking young(I'm too young) And girl I can't say you're the one for me You're the one, you're the one, you're the one I'm too fucking young(I'm too young) And girl I can't say you're the one for me You're the one, you're the one, you're the one(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Sab tera hi tha Hamara kuch nahi Tasveeron mei bhi Bas tu hi rahi Maine likhe the jo khat Kya tune padhe Aur tum waadein Apne saare Yuhi bhul gaye Tu hai toh main Hoon ab yahan Jo tum na ho Ye dil margaya I miss your head On my shoulder Baby these nights Are getting colder We fell in love in May And now it's mid of December You left me again While we were better together I miss your head On my shoulder Baby these nights Are getting colder We fell in love in May And now it's mid of December You left me again While we were better together Haan dil hota tha khush Jab aakhein dekhe tujhe Haan tere liye Hum khudko bhi khode Haan theher jaa tu Jaana bas ek pal ke liye Mitadun saare faasle Jo tune diye Kisko sunau ab kahaniyan mein Tuta hai rishta bhi manmaniyo se Jeeta tha tere waadon ke sahare Ab jeeta teri yaadon ke sahare I miss your head On my shoulder Baby these nights Are getting colder We fell in love in May And now it's mid of December You left me again While we were better together

I been lookin' to find a bigger picture Still envision when I was chillin' with ya I know I said I'll go my own way But it's been months and I still don't feel a difference Tried to focus on everyday distractions Tried to fuck with some of the most attractive All these alternatives just got me trippin' At the end of the night I'm reminiscing I'll give you any and everything that you please Ain't that what love is, unassociated with greed I put my heart in this shit, I hope that you see 'Cause it was simpler to stay than it was to leave (Uh) But that was for the better, that was for me And I been doin' better, that's guaranteed And even though I been focused on what I need Honestly, I gotta tell you I ain't really trying to do nothin' but Feel your love, feel your love, feel your love, feel your love I ain't really trying to do nothin' but Feel your love, feel your love, feel your love, feel your love I ain't really trying to do nothin' but Feel your love, feel your love, feel your love, feel your love I ain't got the time to be frontin', I'm still in love Still in love, still in love, still in love, still in love (Yeah, yeah) Thoughts of trying to fix the situation Thoughts of stayin' in place and being patient I know time is supposed to heal everything But staying optimistic gets complicated 'Cause I don't think I want nobody if it ain't you To go console another body, I just can't do I been through pain and came up out it with the same shoes Hard to fall back when I feel you someone I can't lose I can't move, crazy I can't choose Act like I'm good when you see me, really that ain't true Tellin' myself that I'm done but knowin' I ain't through Saying it's bound to get better, something I can't prove And I done see your true colors multiple times Yeah, I can see through your bullshit, read through the lines And even though I can see I'd rather be blind 'Cause deep inside I ain't really trying to do nothin' but Feel your love, feel your love, feel your love, feel your love I ain't really trying to do nothin' but Feel your love, feel your love, feel your love, feel your love I ain't really trying to do nothin' but Feel your love, feel your love, feel your love, feel your love I ain't got the time to be frontin', I'm still in love Still in love, still in love, still in love I ain't really trying to do nothin' but feel your love (Yeah) I ain't got the time to be frontin', I'm still in love (Uh) Thinkin' 'bout what it coulda been and 'bout what it was (Yeah, yeah) I been thinkin' 'bout what it coulda been and 'bout what it was What it was, what it was, what it was, yeah

Avistei Fui lá nas fotos dela Aquela que mais gostei De maneira sincera Eu fui lá, comentei Palavras que se espera Mas na hora inventei E me aproximei Conquistei No meio da conquista Eu até misturei Meu gene com o dela Meio japa, nem sei Minha mãe quando viu ela Disse que acertei Que a mina era de lei Me empolguei Virtua bebê, tonight Virtua bebê, tonight Eu olhei, cliquei E mal esperei De cabeça entrei Depois que me cadastrei Um universo virtual Na era da modernidade Avistei ela no mural Perdida no livro de face Menina do livro de face Perdida no livre de face Menina do livro Vou dizer Era assim 640 Caçolas registrando Fotos e vídeos Que ela ficava postando Com aquela hashtag lá Deus tá no comando Timeline bombando Na selfie Ela fazia uma fotografia Meu fim Na sensualidade da Angelina Jolie Usando curto traje que nem panicat E um áudio pra eu ouvir Tá bom pra você Me afeta o coração Mas amanhã não vou te ver mais não Que nem Chorão do Charlie Brown Eu logo pensei Que essa mina aí é proibida pra mim No way Se eu tô conectado É foto, beijo e recado Se tô desconectado, mano O dela eu nem sei Só lembro do sotaque forte do interior Só se tivesse sorte pra uma noite de amor Só vive na internet E nunca no tete-a-tete Parecia até um set Daquele filme her E seu café da manhã era uma publicação Navegando pelas redes Vendo a situação Sempre em busca d'um wi-fi Com boa conexão Um sorriso a cada toque de notificação Seu coração tem dono E ela nunca o esquece Pior que não é homem É um iphone 6s Um universo virtual Na era da modernidade Avistei ela no mural Perdida no livro de face Menina do livro de face Perdida no livre de face Menina do livro Ela é da geração Que prefere começar pelo Tinder Terminar pelo WhatsApp E reclamar no Facebook É só fake Virtua bebê, tonight Virtua bebê, tonight

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby

(Rhythm is both the song's manacle and it's demonic charge. It is the original breath, it is the whisper of unremitting demand. "What do you still want of me?", says the singer. "What do you think you can still draw from my lips?" Exact presence that no fantasy can represent. Purveyor of the oldest secret, alive with the blood that boils again, and is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart. How your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together the lost frenzies of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Grace Jones. Jones the Rhythm.) Slave! Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, production line The fire burns, with heartbeats strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Slave to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm, The rhythm... master... master... Never stop the action, keep it up Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up. Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm. Slave to the rhythm, Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm, Slave to the rhythm, work... to the rhythm, To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm. Slave, slave, To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm. (Grace) Oh that's weird... (Grace Jones, welcome) Thank you Paul. And if you're wondering what's wrong with my voice, I just choked on my saliva. So... (Now obviously you're in the Bond movie.)