[2Pac]. Big Syke, Newt, Hank. Beugard, Big Sur (yeah). Y'all know how this shit go (y'know). (All eyez on me). Motherfuckin O.G.

I'm sipping pink Lucozade. We're blazing on that new found haze. I'm seeing in the blacks and grays. I'm hoping that the basket sways.

I've got a soul that can not sleep. At night when something just ain't right. Blood red but without sight. Exploding egos in the night.

Yeah, man. So we back in the club. With our bodies rockin' from. Side to side, side-side to side. Thank God the week is done. I feel like a zombie.

[2Pac]. Uh, hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel. [Elton John]. Those who wish to follow me. (My ghetto gospel). I welcome with my hands.

You're giving me a million reasons to let you go. You're giving me a million reasons to quit the show. You're givin' me a million reasons.

Young and wired. Set to explode in the heat. You won't tire. Cause baby was born with the beat. Take you higher than you've ever known.

Your songs remind me of swimming. Which I forgot when I started to sink. Drank further away from the shore. And deeper into the drink.

Te vas, amor. Sí así lo quieres, qué le voy a hacer. Tu vanidad no te deja entender. Que en la pobreza se sabe querer. Quiero llorar.

Dear Santa, It's me, Ariana. I know it's been a while. But I really need your help this year. Let me make this clear. See, I really love him.

Quando sono solo e sogno all'orizzonte e mancan le parole. Sì, lo so che non c'è luce in una stanza quando manca il sole. Se non ci sei tu con me, con me.

Je voudrais oublier le temps. Pour un soupir pour un instant. Une parenthèse après la course. Et partir où mon cœur me pousse.

Hey! Mira está canción, es mi canción. Y quiero que la escuches. ¿Sí? Porque es para ti. Ahora puedo ver lo que vale. Ser sincero al hablarte de amor.

The weekends almost done. The moon is low in the sky. I feel like goin out. Before the night passes by. I won't just sit around. When life becomes a drag.

At the mirror you fix your hair and put your makeup on. You're insecure about what clothes to wear. I can't see nothing wrong.

Let's play the blame game, I love you, more. Let's play the blame game for sure. Let's call her names, names, I hate you, more.

What you mean, what you mean? What you mean, man, what you mean? What you mean, yeah, what you see? What you see, yeah, oh yeah.

The city is ouuuurs, The city is ouuuurs. Rollin past graffiti walls. Billboards lighting up the block. Everyone of us on a mission(oh yeah).

I'm running out of my time. I'm running out of breath. And now it's getting, so I can't sleep at night. In the day, feel like death.

I can't stand to fly. I'm not that naive. I'm just out to find. The better part of me. I'm more than a bird…i'm more than a plane.