http://pdsweetlyrics.blogspot.co.uk/2014/07/best-of-life-champ-punk-pd-sweet-2015.html PD Sweet 2014 first half is about great times, then on to the topic of hating. This is how it goes n you keep on gunning back(hard/never giving up) (frontin/brains)Laps coming, hun (that/"do.. ")you wanna beat at the running track (Fun to)Thunder clap, booty with the cheeks want sutn loud Feeling good bruddah likes to listen and she loves to chat (good connection) Carnival hot with a weird dime you won't be knowing Fro overgrowin('too' long) wid heads high(raised up / smoked) and always open Feds like joking, watching while you shot ya chro ting I got da Po ting you dont wanna smoke dis(what they might do with other weed confiscations) (dick)Thick Dry mouth yet you slide proud with bright nouns(you can be smart even when high) Water feeling warm on ya feet outta sight clouds(sunny) (ya audience)Family happy as can be, it's a nice crowd(family) Wifey put ya baby to sleep, she in a nightgown(good times/things cool) High ground, My style, I'm rocking it properly Bopping sweet in a bossy tee that i Got for free Playing with real cash in games of Monopoly N finding out hp lovecraft was not for me(race issues) A chick sandwich(sound witch/'which'-for HP ref) all honey no butter(term for ugly) Strong bevvi(drink) on the side, large waste dark colour Broad at the back(big booty) Grease on her nose(pretty face/smooth rejections-No's) Keys for the lease for the ho,(aint keepin her) I aint gotta leave but I'll grow, peace to ya soul (So) I can see you got things that we need to let go Hating n comprehendin are unrelated(it's either - or) Offending greats you descending(think giants/suck dikk) Defending the waste like its paying ya rent ting(holdin on to recycled rubbish) Can't face that you race to the ending(don't wanna take time or challenge that fact) Can't respect a brutha who's trying to get you under(the pen/down to earth) "Wonder if the stuffs in front a ya would you scrub n be the rubber?" Is what's up is there's too much of us? So they like "Fukk, enough!" (daylyt) Straight to some other stuff Sutn that'll chill em out(cold) Make em proud or Get em loud A sing a long song'll work great on a little child(works on me too) Thinking doubt(negative), drinking alcohol(bad fix/legal, recommended drug) Sound signals(just the music, no meaning) forgive the lack of message in the text(them.nomessages/sorry if you dont understand) I be having sex with a symbol(fukknround with symbolism/them.could say anything in lyrics to same effect) Gotta little side tracked Bangers comin' right back(sorry about lack of simplicity) Pictures of ya lover on ya ipad Bye past Steady going through(bypassed) All dat life has The key to the game is ya heart Try dat Bad luck, got talent but you end as a champ punk got da x factor, I could fukk any act up(talent shows....) (what the hiphop that is most popular is saying)"I'm rich your broke" "You aint working I'm giving niggas jobs..." PD Sweet 2014

http://pdsweetlyrics.blogspot.co.uk/2015/01/nostalgia-2015.html#more Don't it just fill you with nostalgia (movement) Won't clap, holding hats (action/percussion) when a man wanna rap Old act, battle axe (stop fighting against) can I have it back (used to applaud conscious raw rap) Ain't nobody take it far as I Yet dat Cat'll act (like he did/cadillac) Know dat(say no to tings), the only thing They'll blow is a ballsack(wanking/doing some gay shxx) Come wid it, ima come get it from the slum village, one minute,(the old group) three times, dat was some visit Bum ticket, Ground to the clouds, we gon fly So that Jay Dee feel it from the sky (society) Never maybe, aye g, (classic JD sample track from HI!/AG?) times that by eighty Drag it up thanks (say it with an f on thanks) That's what raising the stakes means To me they weave away from their face cream (conflicting) The spite is subliminal Slice your umbilical (grow up) Life as a criminal I'll tape you a videooh The high-ups like 'kill em all' (rap game / eugenics and warmongers) Rights are invisible and the righteous are Mini (position) Maybe they right, I bin livin life the wrong way Make chains (change) Soon I'll be on the brown (refill/heavy usage) Naa, the bongs staying (stain/sticking with it rather than moving up/down) All these early mornings, late nights n long days Gotta keep faith till I do or don't see gods face (ascension) On the day of my demise At the time I gotta die I wanna be able to say I bin way up (weigh up drugs) To the highest of the highs(changing position) Only way you're comin up is short, with a smile like that Deal with my victims like their just my chicks When I slide em back Major bizniss on my tongue They out here buyn my raps While you dudes do that small talk on TinyChat (sense) Feel good, a real real nigga that's real would (stop hating) Faking, saying they don't wanna know but they still look hard at our show Selective of which shows of skill they respecting Depressing, with the seeds they neglecting (bringing and letting things down, not bringing things up to grow) No fresh tings, (not the pure originality) so it's not reaping what you sow (death) Shixx 'hot' like 'cold' (feels good) But it's feeling like the snow hit (dying time / that's no hit) (body) Dun this for so long You must be listening to an expert Special if your brain says no but ya neck hurt Got so much heart I'm expecting a chest burst (damage / alien) Milkin it till my belly hurt Dats a next thirst (first) (verse) (hiphop) Loose Same old tail (losers not in first place) and seeing nuttin new (noone ahead) My love is true but truthfully I'm looking at some other moves(other than hiphop) Used to be, I was hung up like a bruddas shoes (back in the day images of shoes on overhead power and telephone lines, i love old school hiphop's impression) Electrified but over time the energy went underused So "bubbye boo"(my baby/say what you like) Da drinking wid da munch A bit much But the money ain't nothing on ya touch (compromises) (Ground/Clouds/Sea) Debts a social epidemic so I bet there'd be a lot less, If they made the word credit debt Deaths a seldom seen test On which you'll reflect If you let it get left as a beginning (..) This life is do or die you n I You probly won't do it if you don't believe you can fly To the sky Even though we ain't all In the same boat, we all tryn stay afloat Know you got someway to go N it ain't safe to sail alone The sea ain't how you see it It's filled with holes and riddles Don't roll where it takes you You don't have to go with the flow (finishing) Arrow my bow (I row my boat) with a hairless chicken In the coop, Finger licking (Zelda, anyone) Cheekily saying whassup with a "wot wot!" Quickly picking you up in a drop top Sticky as the lips be, on the pussy, that the cock got Hopscotch, hitting different digits, when I hopped off (switched flow onto irregular patterns/at the end) This the old skool n I gotta stick to it If the new shits sounding like a different type of music

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