Xanarchy Hey [Verse] Really fuckin’ wonder why these bitches think I’m dumb Bitch I’m too important, my account be lookin’ dumb This extended clip is long, yeah I bang it, then I run Nigga I be trappin’, oh my god, I got my home Yea I pull up in the Masi, I get money, not no crumbs My bitch is so important, she came straight from London Yeah I’m on a cart, like when I’m shoppin’ for my mom These niggas act like [?], these niggas Comic-Con In the benzo pushin’ buttons, and it’s got me out my mind I gotta watch my weight, becauseRead More →

It’s been said many ways Feliz Navidad and Happy Holidays Don’t matter if you’re nine or ninety-eight Everyone’s waiting for the chance to say Finally it’s Christmas, yeah, feels good Around this time of year You can’t deny there’s something in the air If you’re in London or in Santa Fe You’ll hope for snow to fall on Christmas day Finally it’s Christmas Don’t delay Santa’s on his way So get your stockings up In time for Christmas day Don’t dismay Throw your cares away It’s gonna be okay Finally it’s Christmas Finally it’s Christmas Feels like we’ve been waiting all year Finally it’s ChristmasRead More →

Tweet Share If Chronixx has his way then the government would promote a massive concert for Buju Banton when he is released next year. The young reggae act made a surprised performance at Dubwise in St. Andrew last weekend where he calls for the Jamaican government to support reggae music, as well as, to host a massive concert for Buju Banton. “It is the number one export in this country,” Chronixx said about reggae/dancehall music. “It’s the only thing that we export all year round. The city of London invite me the city of Kingston neva invite me to do a show yet, enuh,” theRead More →

Silver Screen Collection/Getty Images / WireImage Renée Zellweger will play Judy Garland in Judy, based on the actress’ final concerts in London. Pathé and Calamity Films are backing the project, based on a script by Tom Edge (The Crown). Rupert Goold (King Charles III) will direct the movie, and production will start in February 2018. Set in London in 1968, nearly 30 years after The Wizard of Oz made her an international movie star, the biopic follows Garland as she prepares for her sold-out show, The Talk of the Town (featuring classics like “Over the Rainbow” and “The Trolley Song”). Behind the scenes, Garland fightsRead More →

Ewan McGregor is reportedly separated from his wife and appears to be romantically involved with his Fargo co-star Mary Elizabeth Winstead. Photos of the actor kissing a woman who appears to be the actress, who plays his lover on the show, were published by The Sun on Sunday. The British newspaper said the pics were taken at a restaurant in the posh London neighborhood of St. John’s Wood. E! News has confirmed the location. Latest On:  Anna Faris Spotted on Multiple Dinner Dates Following Separation From Chris Pratt It quoted a fellow customer as saying, “They were deep in conversation and were there together for more than an hour. As they leftRead More →

Get up Get down Radio, video Boogie with a suitcase You’re livin’ in a disco Forget about the rat race Let’s do the milkshake Sellin’ like a hotcake Try some buy some Fee-fi-fo-fum Talk about, pop musik Talk about, pop musik Shoobie doobie do wop I wanna dedicate this Pop pop shoo wop Everybody made it Shoobie doobie do wop Infiltrate it Pop pop shoo wop Activate it New York, London, Paris, Munich Everybody talk about pop musik Talk about, pop musik Talk about, pop musik Pop pop pop pop musik Singing in the subway Shuffle with a shoe shine Fix me a Molotov I’mRead More →

Tweet Share The American Society of Composers, Authors, and Publishers (ASCAP) set to honour Richie Stephens on October 16th, in London, England. ASCAP is the only American based association that protects the copyrights of songwriters, composers and music publishers by monitoring public performance of their music, whether it be live performance or via broadcast, and appropriately compensate them. Richie Stephens is a successful Jamaican singer/ producer for over two decades; he was born and raised in Westmoreland. Stephens recorded his very first song in 1984 but did not hit stardom until the 1990’s . The reggae crooner was not only a Grammy Award winner but was also awarded the Jamaican Governor-General’s Achievement Award for contributing to civic, socialRead More →

Ah, yeah-yeah Ah, woah Ah, woah I need a Spice Girl Zig-a-zig-ah, fuck up my whole world Pause when she talk, nothin’ like oh girl Scary and Sporty, tell her what I want What I really, really want is a Spice Girl Zig-a-zig-ah, fuck up my whole world Pause when she talk, nothin’ like oh girl Scary and Sporty, tell her what I want What I really, really want is a Spice Girl, freaky lil mama Said she on a diet so she only eat bananas Always in your prime, other women don’t align And when I’m off work then you know it’s bed timeRead More →

TweetShare Popcaan drop a new collaboration with UK rapper Giggs titled “Times Tickin.” The Unruly Boss continues to push his career internationally with a new collab with London based rapper Giggs who you can find on Drake’s latest album More Life. “Times Tickin” will be featured on the rapper’s new mixtape Wamp 2 Dem. The project also saw guest appearances from some big names like Lil Duke, Young Thug, and 2 Chainz, but it’s this single with Popcaan that is getting the most attention on the project thus far. Giggs has had a huge impact on the London rap scene but now he is winningRead More →

[Chorus] Get into the bag, I want all of that Got her number but I ain’t calling back Automatic whip, no stalling that Man’ll call the plays like a quarterback Get into the bag, I want all of that Got her number but I ain’t calling back Automatic whip, no stalling that Man’ll call the plays quarterback Get into the bag, I want all of that Got her number but I ain’t calling back Automatic whip, no stalling that Man’ll call the plays quarterback Get into the bag, I want all of that Got her number but I ain’t calling back Automatic whip, no stallingRead More →

[Tag] Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here? [Intro] In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock Running from an opp, and I shoot at opp (what) And I’m on the block (what, what, what) And I’m on the block (what) In New York I Milly Rock (hello?) hide it in my sock (what) Hide it in my sock (what) selling that rerock (what, what, what, what, what) [Hook] In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock Used to sell rerock, running from the cops Shooting at the opps (Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?) Shooting at theRead More →

[Hook: London Jae] Red coupe, chanel boots (ooh) Lil mama you fine, I had to tell you (ooh) Girl I’m a hustler, I might just sell you (ooh) Not here on a deal, I’m tryna nail you (ayy) Stunt hard and you know it I’m on them bars and you know it I got ’em cars and you know it In my garage and you know it Red coupe, chanel boots (ooh) Lil mama you fine, I had to tell you (ayy) [Verse 1: Skeme] There right here just me and London I might take your hoe out to the London Might just jump inRead More →

Lyrics Popcaan – Stronger now One go enuh It real God over devil enuh Ghetto yute still Stronger now yeah Stronger now Woyoiii. A fight dem a fight And a rise man a rise Most time I gi give things But man advertise Bad news woman dem love televise More time dem haffi wonder If me vulcanize. Cah man stronger now, stronger now Unruly stronger now, stronger now Notnice stronger nooow, stronger nooow Unruly stronger nooow, stronger nooow. We nuh give a f*ck weh di media say We just listen weh di real a say More time dem laugh just teeth deh deh Dem nuhRead More →

Ah yes baby you know I have a Rolls Royce A Mercedes Benz And a yacht out in marina Maybe we can take a trip And you know Just go out to the Bahamas Or Paris, or London, you know I know all the stars, baby In fact, Sugar Ray is a personal friend of mine In fact, just the other day I was sayin’ Sugar, you know you and i should just stop by sometime You told me about your fancy cars You told me all your friends were stars You said that we could get away Maybe take a holiday I hope thatRead More →

[ENSEMBLE] If you live around here You need cash in the bank ‘Cause the houses ’round here Are all flashy and swank An’ the front bit, ha ‘at’s what’s called a facade! All the people ’round here Are as posh as can be You won’t seem hobnobbin’ With rubbish like me It’s the snob bit Also called a facade Every day People, in their own sweet way Like to add a coat of paint And be what they ain’t! That’s how our little – Game is played Livin’ out their masquerade Getting rich and getting laid Who’d want to trade? But there’s one thing IRead More →

[SIR DANVERS] My dear Simon You’re so gracious To wish Lisa and Henry both well [STRIDE] Dear Sir Danvers As you know, Sir I wish Lisa the sun and the moon But I have to confess that I wish Henry Jekyll in hell! [UTTERSON] (spoken) Henry, at last. What could possibly be more important than your own engagement party? [JEKYLL] John, I am close to a breakthrough discovery! Something spectacular, something sublime! Finally, a light in the darkness has come to me! Now it is only a matter of time! [DR HASTIE LANYON] Henry Jekyll, you’re a devil You have robbed us of London’s mostRead More →

More convenient that a Tesco express Close to Windsor but the properties less Keeps the businesses of Britain great It’s got Europe’s biggest trading estate It doesn’t matter where you’re from You wanna work? Then come along The station’s just got a new floor And the motorway runs by your door And you know just where you’re heading It’s equidistance ‘tween London and Reading Oh Slough My kind of town I don’t know how, anyone could put you down To the West you got Taplow and Bray You got Hillingdon the other way It’s a brilliant place to live and work It was in BucksRead More →

Destiny, destiny protect me from the world Destiny, hold my hand protect me from the world Here we are with our running and confusion And I don’t see no confusion anywhere And if the world does turn And if London burns I’ll be standing on the beach with my guitar I wanna be in a band when I get to heaven Anyone can play guitar And they won’t be a nothing anymore Grow my hair, grow my hair I am Jim Morrison Grow my hair I wanna be wanna be wanna be Jim Morrison Here we are with our running and confusion And I don’tRead More →

[ENSEMBLE] If you live around here You need cash in the bank ‘Cause the houses ’round here Are all flashy and swank An’ the front bit, ha ‘at’s what’s called a facade! All the people ’round here Are as posh as can be You won’t seem hobnobbin’ With rubbish like me It’s the snob bit Also called a facade Every day People, in their own sweet way Like to add a coat of paint And be what they ain’t! That’s how our little – Game is played Livin’ out their masquerade Getting rich and getting laid Who’d want to trade? But there’s one thing IRead More →

[SIR DANVERS] My dear Simon You’re so gracious To wish Lisa and Henry both well [STRIDE] Dear Sir Danvers As you know, Sir I wish Lisa the sun and the moon But I have to confess that I wish Henry Jekyll in hell! [UTTERSON] (spoken) Henry, at last. What could possibly be more important than your own engagement party? [JEKYLL] John, I am close to a breakthrough discovery! Something spectacular, something sublime! Finally, a light in the darkness has come to me! Now it is only a matter of time! [DR HASTIE LANYON] Henry Jekyll, you’re a devil You have robbed us of London’s mostRead More →

Have you seen the old man In the closed-down market Kicking up the paper, With his worn out shoes? In his eyes you see no pride Hand held loosely at his side Yesterday’s paper telling yesterday’s news So how can you tell me you’re lonely, And say for you that the sun don’t shine. Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London I’ll show you something to make you change your mind Have you seen the old girl Who walks the streets of London Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags? She’s no time for talking,Read More →

Can’t touch this Can’t touch this Can’t touch this (oh-oh oh oh oh-oh-oh) Can’t touch this (oh-oh oh oh oh-oh-oh) My-my-my-my music makes me so hard makes me say oh my Lord Thank you for blessing me with a mind to rhyme and two hype feet That’s good when you know you’re down A super dope homeboy from the Oaktown And I’m known as such And this is a beat uh u can’t touch I told you homeboy u can’t touch this Yeah that’s how we’re livin’ and you know u can’t touch this Look in my eyes man u can’t touch this You knowRead More →

Harry made a bareback rider proud and free upon a horse And a fine coalminer for the NCB that was A fallen angel and Jesus on the cross A skating ballerina you should have seen her do the skater’s waltz Some people have got to paint and draw Harry had to work iin clay and stone Like the waves coming to the shore It was in his blood and in his bones Ignored by all the trendy boys in London and in Leeds He might as well have been making toys or strings of beads He could not be in the gallery And then youRead More →

Lyrics Young Thug – Smash Ayy man, I went on Instagram, man, my mothaf*ckin’ boy, man, he up there in Boston, shawty. I’m talkin’ ’bout man, nigga got a whole see-through elevator. You know when you wanna go down, downward or upward? You know, he get the chance to really see that. Know what I’m sayin’? Wires and everything, forreal. (Thugger, Thugger!) Glass top elevator! Woo, woo! We got London on da Track!(smash) We smash on the city, yeah you know it (yeah, you know it) We gon’ smash on these b*tches, yeah you know it Flex up on ’em pussy niggas bad, boy CrispyRead More →

[ENSEMBLE] If you live around here You need cash in the bank ‘Cause the houses ’round here Are all flashy and swank An’ the front bit, ha ‘at’s what’s called a facade! All the people ’round here Are as posh as can be You won’t seem hobnobbin’ With rubbish like me It’s the snob bit Also called a facade Every day People, in their own sweet way Like to add a coat of paint And be what they ain’t! That’s how our little – Game is played Livin’ out their masquerade Getting rich and getting laid Who’d want to trade? But there’s one thing IRead More →

[SIR DANVERS] My dear Simon You’re so gracious To wish Lisa and Henry both well [STRIDE] Dear Sir Danvers As you know, Sir I wish Lisa the sun and the moon But I have to confess that I wish Henry Jekyll in hell! [UTTERSON] (spoken) Henry, at last. What could possibly be more important than your own engagement party? [JEKYLL] John, I am close to a breakthrough discovery! Something spectacular, something sublime! Finally, a light in the darkness has come to me! Now it is only a matter of time! [DR HASTIE LANYON] Henry Jekyll, you’re a devil You have robbed us of London’s mostRead More →

It’s just another night, and I’m staring at the moon I saw a shooting star and thought of you I sang a lullaby by the waterside and knew If you were here, I’d sing to you You’re on the other side, as this skyline splits in two Miles away from seeing you But I can see the stars from America I wonder do you see them too? So open your eyes and see, the way our horizons meet And all of the lights will lead, into the night with me And I know these scars will bleed But both of our hearts believe All ofRead More →

Holidaa-ays, they feel soo gooood [Verse 1] I’m so fuckin’ drunk that I can’t tie my shoes Lookin’ for girls and I’m lookin’ for food Do this for me, I don’t do this for you But what this shit is? Son, I don’t have a clue Got the day off of work and my girl’s got the flu Guess that there’s only one thing left to do Guess that there’s only one place left to be Sat on my arse with a big bag of cheese Then it’s time to buck the niggies, 2 steps on the road Ganja in the pants, kid dodge theRead More →

Lyrics Skippa da Flippa – Play your position Lately I been countin’ Franklin’s First class flight to go to London Back then I was the only gunman Chase the paper like I’m hunting Better play your position My favorite room in here the kitchen I rock presidential like Nixon Grip the hammer when a nigga start tripping First go learn your position Then play your position, play your position This for the trap niggas That bag up the eight ball and pass with precision First go learn your position Then play your position, play your position Bake the pot, take it out, I don’t needRead More →

He, he didn’t even leave his number And now I’m really starting to wonder Did I just meet the man of my dreams? And now I’m losing him to the London fields Maybe I’ll meet him on the underground Our eyes will meet between the platform sounds And I can recognize when I get winds The ones that he said complimented my mind Where is my London boy? My London boy? Oh, when will I see you again, again again? Show me my London boy, my London boy And don’t tell me I’m on my own again We, we started our romance in the streetRead More →