Lyrics Of The Week: June 14-20

There's quite a bit of repetition in the game these days, and specific lyrics tend to get overlooked (with the exception of anything Drake ever drops.) This is an opportunity to take a closer listen and really consider what these artists have to say. We encourage your opinions. 

Keep in mind, these are the most noteworthy lyrics of the week, not necessarily the best. Also, it's hard to get everything right - if you notice any errors, don't hesitate to let us know in the comments section. Lines we're not quite sure about will be bolded. 

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1.) Most Popular: Drake ft. James Fauntleroy - On My Way

Despite the release of major projects from Mac Miller, Kanye West and J. Cole, statistically speaking, the words to Drake and James Fauntleroy's "On My Way" were by far the most popular of the week. A snippet of the track was released back in 2010, but the official version hadn't been revealed until this week, nearly three years later. 

Don't worry - some of the new Drizzy material that dropped this weekend will be included on next week's list.

Thoughts on this one?  

[Verse 1: Drake]
The clock that you’ve been watching has been stopping
He makes you wait
What kind of man does that to a girl he loves
If you just give tonight to me
I promise my hands are safe
They're safe

[Bridge: Drake]
Less than a minute, take your clothes off
We about to start no false alarm
Even though the traffic downtown don’t show no mercy
Oh, oh think about the last time I came through
Had something more than a gift for you
And I ain't only fuck you like that on your birthday
Oh, oh baby I just landed
'Bout to get my bags in
All I need’s an address and I’m on my way
Don’t fall asleep
Yes I see you calling me
Promise it’s worth waiting for
Because I’m on my way

[Hook: James Fauntleroy]
Won't hurt, it's just some turbulence we're dropping
Dont be afraid
If you fall right here in love with me in my bed
I'll keep you safe, so safe

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A standout track from Vince Staples and Larry Fisherman (Mac Miller)'s Stolen Youth LP, featuring frequent collaborators Da$H & Ab-Soul. The combination is expectedly dope, and finds the emcees spitting complementary, drug-addled verses over an apt instrumental from Mac. 

Thoughts? 

[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]
Yo, still searchin' for Easter pink on Easter Sunday
Black lip pastor Herb done lit the herb and passed it your way
Master with the nouns and verbs, you haven't heard the wordplay?
I'm the most def here, shouts to black Dante
The stakes is high, who'd like to climb on my gate
Live from the last name of Kanye
I heard your whoop de whoop and blase blases
So when I cut you off consider Kendrick Lamar
You know it's all in the family tree
The helix of my DNA should read T-D-E, what can I say?
I left a acid tab for Da$h on his dashboard
I hope he don't crash tryin' to dash for it
Your bitch fuckin' like, like I paid cash for it
Motherfucker, Soul!

[Verse 4: Vince Staples]
Never gave a dollar to the pastor
Hoes can't get inside my home without the password
My past worth was measured by those who got less then now
Safe to say you motherfuckers know you like my style
Paved the way for they new found vision
Now they mad at a nigga, call me dad when you preachin' boy
Never one for trippin', find me full-speed sprintin'
While they yellin' ... 
Please tell me what it is and what it ain't
Niggas sniffelin', catchin' feelings while I'm laughin' to the bank
Chasin' bitches that they'll probably never get, what a shame
Meanwhile I'll be sittin' in this critical acclaim
Walkin' drowsy off a plane, drinkin' water in the rain
With your daughter tryin' to garnish her brain for future reference
I'm some shit you'll never see in the game
And if I could I'd explain, but this right here's the end

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4.) Most Provocative: Kanye West - I Am A God 

"I just talked to Jesus - he said, 'What up Yeezus?' / I said, 'Shit I'm chillin' - tryna stack these millions' / I know he the most high, but I am a close high." 

One of the more popular and provocative cuts from Yeezus, understandably. He even went so far as to include God himself as a feature in the album credits. 

Can you dig it, or is Yeezy out of line on this one? 

[Hook 1]
I am a God
Hurry up with my damn massage
Hurry up with my damn ménage
Get the Porsche out the damn garage
I am a God
Even though I'm a man of God
My whole life in the hands of God
So y'all better quit playing with God

[Verse 1]
Soon as they like you, make 'em unlike you
'Cause kissing people's asses is so unlike you
The only rapper who compared to Michael
So here's a few hatin' ass niggas who'll fight you
And here's a few snake ass niggas to bite you
I don't wanna hear what some niggas might do
Old niggas mentally still in high school
Since the tight jeans they never liked you
Pink ass polos with a fuckin' backpack
Everybody know you brought real rap back
Nobody else's swag, nigga, we the rat pack
Virgil, Pyrex, Don C snapback
Ibn, Diamond, Chi-town shinin'
Monop' in this bitch, get a change of climate
Hop in this bitch and get the same thing I'm in
Until the day I get struck by lightning

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Krizzle's latest "King" freestyle finds him flowing over Nas' smooth, No I.D.-produced "Stay" instrumental. He reflects on spirituality, success and determination with an awareness of society and self unparalleled in the rap game. And, as usual, he kills the track. 

Can you dig it? 

[Verse 1: Big KRIT]
Yeah, this for the sole believers
Eager to be achievers
And all those old folk on the pole they used over see us
It takes a village to stop a pillage of serpent seekers
Under detection from weapons I pray that God can keep us
We run away from things that used to reach us
Rather a Bible than a rifle, what can ballin' teach us?
Cross over, the pennys in loafer now we have to spend
Sittin' on sofas, barely sober waitin' on the end
Be a rapper or a Christian Krit
Cause in this game theres no room for that religion shit
Acrobatic flip my temper cause I remeber
It's either Heaven or Hell and that shit simple
Fall asleep in pews, the choir oohs with soothes
Battle hearts of so many life could often abuse
Who are you to mock my healing?
Whats a message without feeling?
I dont care if you paid for mine
I just hopin' that you listen I might
If we dont talk about yor top five
Then lets pretend all this shit right
Turn a long road to a short drive
Over flow with ambition so why we wasting time?
Your in a glow aint for dimming I swear you wasting shine
My time aint for spilling so dont be wasting mine
Dont be wastin' mine...

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"I said it must be the drugs that got us thinking crazy shit." -Action Bronson

A standout cut from Mac Miller's Watching Movies With The Sound Off finds him spitting drug-addled but dexterous verses alongside Bronsolinio, both of them conjuring imagery both belligerent and abstract over a hypnotic instrumental. Not to mention, Loaded Lux ethers Mac on the outro. 

Can you wrap your head around it? 

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Think I can see a fucking halo
About to meet my maker
Brought a double cup of Drano
Some Soda for the flavor uncontrollable behavior
With some psychopathic tendencies
Lonely as your neighbors with the bitches, he got special needs
Word to my denim fiends, I'm Kennedy on ecstasy
My flavor from the nature, need an acre for my recipe
They got my soul, bu I don't let them take the rest of me
My melody, a little like Kenny G's, it's heavenly
And my denim tailored, me and Action rapping
I'll be fucking with the fader, sipping mind eraser
Actually, we rapping for the fuck of it
Taking money from you, gonna smack you out in public
We the republican government, abundance of substance
Having consumption to fuck a bitch
You're Banana Republic fit, go suck a dick
And your bitch looking like Cousin It, the ugliest

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[Verse 4: Action Bronson]
Yo, I'mma 635, dip or fly, motherfucker
Leather to the foot, horses I lead them to the brook
If you locked, then keep the chisel in the book
I see a lion in the mirror when I look
Look, I lose money but I make it back
I keep it true and ain't no motherfuckin' fakin' that
I get a fade and then I fade to black
Bet on the Razorbacks, I hold the multi-colored flavored gat... 

[Refrain]
I said it must be the drugs...

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Chief Keef dropped several new tracks and visuals this week, including this reinterpretation of the popular nursery rhyme "Ring Around the Rosie," which dates back to the late 1700s. We'll leave the commentary on this one up to all of you. 

Stay tuned for next Friday’s Lyrics of the Week, folks. Thanks for joining the discussion.  

[Verse 1]
My earlobes please - earlobes, please
Check out my earlobes, please
They shinin', these diamonds
They cost more then your house
Kobe, Kobe - I'm ballin' like I'm Kobe
I took my team with me now all of us ballin' out
Throwin', throwin' this cash I am throwin'
I'm in the strip club and it's just me and Ballout
I'm rollin', I'm rollin', I'm in my Rari rollin'
I'm too hot for these bitches
I make these bitches fall out
Geekers, geekers, all these bitches geekers
You know I'mma freak her when I flame up this reefer
Deeper, deeper, she swallow my shit deeper
When she first seen me that bitch damn near caught a seizure

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