Poetry Project By: Brian taylor

Heathens

BY: TWENTY-ONE-PILOTS

All my friends are heathens, take it slow

Wait for them to ask you who you know

Please don't make any sudden moves

You don't know the half of the abuse

All my friends are heathens, take it slow

Wait for them to ask you who you know

Please don't make any sudden moves

You don't know the half of the abuse

Welcome to the room of people

Who have rooms of people that they loved one day

Docked away

Just because we check the guns at the door

Doesn't mean our brains will change from hand grenades

You're lovin' on the psychopath sitting next to you

You're lovin' on the murderer sitting next to you

You'll think, how'd I get here, sitting next to you?

But after all I've said, please don't forget

All my friends are heathens, take it slow

Wait for them to ask you who you know

Please don't make any sudden moves

You don't know the half of the abuse

We don't deal with outsiders very well

They say newcomers have a certain smell

Yeah, I trust issues, not to mention

They say they can smell your intentions

You're lovin' on the freakshow sitting next to you

You'll have some weird people sitting next to you

You'll think "how did I get here, sitting next to you?"

But after all I've said, please don't forget

(Watch it, watch it)

(Watch it)

All my friends are heathens, take it slow

Wait for them to ask you who you know

Please don't make any sudden moves

You don't know the half of the abuse

All my friends are heathens, take it slow

(Watch it)

Wait for them to ask you who you know

(Watch it)

All my friends are heathens, take it slow

(Watch it)

Wait for them to ask you who you know

Why'd you come, you knew you should have stayed

I tried to warn you just to stay away

And now they're outside ready to bust

It looks like you might be one of us

Author-Joseph, Tyler, Publisher- Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp., Published on June 16, 2016, Released June 21, 2016, Web Address https://play.google.com/store/music/album/Twenty_One_Pilots_Heathens?id...hl...

* they are comparing there brains to hand gernades

* he tried to warn them but didnt listen

LOckjaw

By: French Montana

My nigga on the road

They never told me

Montana

It be hard to watch the cash when the bands keep droppin'

Got the big 40 on me so my pants keep fallin'

It be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

I ain't even tryna talk 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

She ain't tryna be a freak but them bands keep poppin'

Still caught up in the streets

And the feds still knockin'

It be hard to understand me my jaw keep lockin'

It be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

Bite down, bite down

It'd be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

Bite down, bite down

It'd be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

I chew your lil' mup, I boot a nigga up

Got the snipers in the dually truck and we tooly'd up

I be tryin' change my life , but a monkey on my back

I've been rollin' all night, I got a monkey on my back

(Skrrr, skrrr)

All about the mula

Throw a hundred chains on, tryna cool her

I know a nigga blessin, ' pray to God

Soon as the flow hit my feet I'm getting high

Eyes bowleg, lookin' crooked in the face

She keep lookin' in her drink

Probably think the liquor laced

Nah bitch, I'm 1K

And I'm gonna keep it one-hund' though

Biting down, 'bout to rip my tongue off

It be hard to watch the cash when the bands keep droppin'

Got the big 40 on me so my pants keep fallin'

It be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

I ain't even tryna talk 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

She ain't tryna be a freak but them bands keep poppin'

Still caught up in the streets

And the feds still knockin'

It be hard to understand me my jaw keep lockin'

It be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

Bite down, bite down

It be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

Bite down, bite down

It be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

Slidin' in the Cutlass and you know I paint it candy

Then I pulled up in a bucket but I used to want to a Hemi

And I'm pouring up the 'round then I'm sippin' on Remy

I ain't fuckin with that white shit I'm throwed off Henny

Pull up to the back, black zac

Chief rockin'

And the Feds keep lurkin' 'cause the boys keep talkin'

Ritz Carlton

Ran off on the plug about forty times

Forty niggas strapped, we the 49'ers

Bite downnnn, Karlton Hines

Got two twig bitches doing 69

Jump off to the mula and you know that

50 chains on, diamonds flashing like Kodak

I remember toting .38, now I got a semi

Could have been had a baby K

But I wasn't ready

Shawty say she like my Larry pack

Thought I went to Cali

Nah baby I ain't want the Wap, I just want the Fetty

It be hard to watch the cash when the bands keep droppin'

Got the big 40 on me so my pants keep fallin'

It be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

I ain't even tryna talk 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

She ain't tryna be a freak but them bands keep poppin'

Still caught up in the streets

And the feds still knockin'

It be hard to understand me my jaw keep lockin'

It be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

Bite down, bite down

It be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

Bite down, bite down

It be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

(Ay, ay ay, ay, ay ay ay, skrr, ay, ay ay ay, ay, ay ay

Bite down, bite down

It be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

Bite down, bite down

It be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin'

Ay, ay ay ay)

Kharbouch, Karim, BMG Rights Management US, LLC, https://play.google.com/music/preview/Twojzrxufh7h4pn7eyn4qtv3ybm?lyrics=1&utm_source=google&utm_medium=search&utm_campaign=lyrics&pcampaignid=kp-lyrics, Published- May 27, 2016

* he saying how he ran away 40 times. metaphor

* hes saying that he is great he wont do anything bad

Cruise

By: Florida Georgia Line

Baby you a song

You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise

Hey baby

Yeah, when I first saw that bikini top on her

She’s poppin’ right out of the South Georgia water

Thought, oh, good lord, she had them long tanned legs

Couldn’t help myself so I walked up and said

Baby you a song

You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise

Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle

Every little farm town with you

In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit

It’d look a hell lot better with you up in it

So baby you a song

You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise

She was sippin’ on southern and singin’ Marshall Tucker

We were falling in love in the sweet heart of summer

She hopped right up into the cab of my truck and said

Fire it up, let’s go get this thing stuck

Baby you a song

You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise

Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle

Every little farm town with you

In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit

It’d look a hell lot better with you up in it

So baby you a song

You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise

When that summer sun fell to its knees

I looked at her and she looked at me

And I turned on those KC lights and drove all night

Cause it felt so right, her and I, man we felt so right

I put it in park and

Grabbed my guitar

And strummed a couple chords

And sang from the heart

Girl you sure got the beat in my chest bumpin’

Hell I can’t get you out of my head

Baby you a song

You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise

Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle

Every little farm town with you

Baby you a song

You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise

Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle

Every little farm town with you

In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit

It’d look a hell lot better with you up in it

Come on

Baby you a song

You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise

Come on girl

Get those windows down and cruise

Aw yea

Rice, Chase Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, Ole MM, Ole Media Management Lp, 2012. Google Play Music. Google, 2016 https://play.google.com/store/music/album/Florida_Cruise_Army_of_Two?id... Accessed 1 Nov. 2016

*He is saying she is as great as a good song, which is a metaphor.

*He is saying that the sun is falling to its knees, which is personification.

Dumb people

People are dumb

They are always really loud and annoying

People are like roller coasters

One minute they are fine the next they are going crazy

Then they will be fine again and act like nothing happend

people are crazy

they always have stuff to do and are always running around

its like a train they just keep pushing forward

they push tell they cant go any futher

people are dumb

Credits:

Created with images by 2246794 - "softball glove sport" • Falkenpost - "prison cell slammer" • Holly Norval - "Un-lock my heart" • tpsdave - "new zealand landscape mountains" • Lordcolus - "Kenting_20091206_37"

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