• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The Morning - Kanye West
• The Morning - Raekwon
• The Morning - Tripping Daisy
• The Morning - Roger Creager
• The Morning - Holly Throsby
• The Morning - Salamandra
• The Morning - Arctic Death

[Intro]
Stutterin'
Givin'em rest and makin' love again
In my best I be the run again
And I have the man dem stutterin'
[Hook: D'banj]
I'm getting this nigga in the morning
He gon' think he been chiefin just too long when
He see me in the evenin'
Want to catch all these feelin
Well let me be the first to get mine
[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Ay yo, ay yo, barbeque and blow in the back of the crib
Sittin'and countin', smoking a spliff, this shit's a gift
All my niggas watches is rough
Grabbing our crotches yelling ''What up?''
The jeans cost $500? Fuck
Stop it, keep baking, see, the smell it's a statement
One freeze of this shit, you won't feel your legs kid
I'm a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious
Hounded by vicious dons, nigga we armed, trust me bruh
They yellin' Chef, kill the plate with the cooks
I say 'Ye with 2 Chainz on, we Common, let's Push
Burn another bush, then burn another we brothers
Love us or not, the Mark Zuckerbergs of the block
Hug a knot, staying rich, we was built for the guap
Park the green six deuce on the deuce just props
Rock a kilt, mean Glock I'm all machinery, ock
Cling to me, now see how the scenery rock yo?
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Common]
I was born by a late chicken shack and a church
That mean the flow got wings and it come from the dirt
Golly, I know she wanna test the 'Rari
Eye on a dollar like Illuminati
Life is foggy, tryin' to see through the mist of it
Could have been livin' it, you was Mrs. Mischievous
This is just a letter to better your development
Situation delicate
[Verse 3: Pusha T]
Some claim God body, blame Illuminati
All cause his pockets now knotty as his hair
Yeah
All Sonny no Cher, only solitaires
You clusterfucks could cluster up
On tippy-toe and still not muster up so it's
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
In God we trust, the game is all us
Til' the sky calls or it's flames on us
Push
[Hook]
[Verse 4: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz
I'm chillin' in my camo, flippin' through the channel
On my G.O.O.D. Music shit, my logo's a Lambo (damn)
Four doors of ammo
Ammunition I'm pitchin' to make your body switch another position
[Verse 5: CyHi da Prynce]
I hope the people is listening
I could never sell my soul, I gave it back to God at my christening
It's tickelin' when I hear what haters be whisperin'
What makes you think an Illuminati would ever let some niggas in?
Fake friends and siblings, like to wish you well but ain't never flip the
Nickel in
Haters wanna pull they pistol when they see me in this race car
But you can't spell war without an A-R
15 I was pushing carts at K-Mart
By 21 they said I'd be inside a graveyard
Can't wait to get that black American Express
So I can show them white folks how to really pull the race card
[Break: D'banj (Kanye West, Kid Cudi)]
Yeah, you feelin' on top now, getting that money nigga?
(You sold your soul)
Yeah, you feelin' on top now, getting that money nigga?
(You sold your soul)
Yeah, you feelin' on top now, getting that money nigga?
(Naw man, mad people was frontin'
Aw man, made something from nothing)
[Outro: Kanye West]
I treat the label like money from my shows
G.O.O.D. would've been God except I added more o's
If I knew she was cheatin' I'd still've bought her more clothes
'Cause I was too busy with my Baltimore- you know
Some people call that the art of war you know
I guess it depends what you fallin' for
The clothes, cars, money, girls and the clothes
Aw money, you sold your soul
Nah man, mad people was frontin'

Intro: [D'banj]
Stutterin'
Givin'em rest and makin' love again
In my best I be the run again
And I have the man dem stutterin'
[Hook: D'banj]
I'm getting this nigga in the morning
He gon' think he been chiefin just too long when
He see me in the evenin'
Want to catch all these feelin
Well let me be the first to get mine
[Verse 1: Raekwon]
Ay yo, ay yo, barbeque and blow in the back of the crib
Sittin’and countin’, smoking a spliff, this shit’s a gift
All my niggas watches is rough
Grabbing our crotches yelling ‘’What up?’’
The jeans cost $500? Fuck
Stop it, keep baking, see, the smell it’s a statement
One freeze of this shit, you won’t feel your legs kid
I’m a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious
Hounded by vicious dons, nigga we armed, trust me bruh
They yellin' Chef, kill the plate with the cooks
I say 'Ye with 2 Chainz on, we Common, let's Push
Burn another bush, then burn another we brothers
Love us or not, the Mark Zuckerbergs of the block
Hug a knot, staying rich, we was built for the guap
Park the green six deuce on the deuce just props
Rock a kilt, mean Glock I’m all machinery, ock
Cling to me, now see how the scenery rock?
[Hook]
I'm getting this nigga in the morning
He gon' think he been chiefin just too long when
He see me in the evenin'
Want to catch all these feelin
Well let me be the first to get mine
[Verse 2: Common]
I was born by a lake, chicken shack, and a church
That mean the flow got wings and it come from the dirt
Golly, I know she wanna test the ‘Rari
Eye on a dollar like Illuminati
Life is foggy, tryin’ to see through the mist of it
Could have been livin’ it, you was Mrs. Mischievous
This is just a letter to better your development
Situation delicate
[Verse 3: Pusha T]
Some claim God body, blame Illuminati
All cause his pockets now knotty as his hair
Yeah
All Sonny no Cher, only solitaires
You clusterfucks could cluster up
On tippy-toe and still not muster up so its
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
In God we trust, the game is all us
Til’ the sky calls or its flames on us
Push
[Hook]
I'm getting this nigga in the morning
He gon' think he been chiefin just too long when
He see me in the evenin'
Want to catch all these feelin
Well let me be the first to get mine
[Verse 4: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz
I’m chillin’ in my camo, flippin’ through the channel
On my G.O.O.D. Music shit, my logo’s a Lambo (damn)
Four doors of ammo
Ammunition I’m pitchin’ to make your body switch another position
[Verse 5: CyHi da Prynce]
I hope the people is listening
I could never sell my soul, I gave it back to God at my christening
Its tickelin’ when I hear what haters be whisperin’
What makes you think an Illuminati would ever let some niggas in?
Fake friends and siblings, like to wish you well but ain’t never flip the nickel in
Haters wanna pull they pistol when they see me in this race car
But you can’t spell war without an A-R
15 I was pushing carts at K-Mart
By 21 they said I’d be inside a graveyard
Can’t wait to get that black American Express
So I can show them white folks how to really pull the race card
[Break: D’banj (Kanye West, Kid Cudi)]
Yeah, you feelin’ on top now, getting that money nigga?
(You sold your soul)
Yeah, you feelin’ on top now, getting that money nigga?
(You sold your soul)
Yeah, you feelin’ on top now, getting that money nigga?
(Naw man, mad people was frontin’
Aw man, made something from nothing)
[Outro: Kanye West]
I treat the label like money from my shows
G.O.O.D. would’ve been God except I added more o’s
If I knew she was cheatin’ I’d still’ve bought her more clothes
‘Cause I was too busy with my Baltimore- you know
Some people call that the art of war you know
I guess it depends what you fallin’ for
The clothes,cars, money, girls and the clothes
Aw money, you sold your soul
Nah man, mad people was frontin’

Hello

Roger Creager
It's 7:30 in the morning. And I'm waking to face the
new day
You're lying next to me and you're waking too 'Cause
you know I'll soon be on my way
Oh to me you still look just as pretty in the morning no make-up and hair
As you do in the evening the moon shining down in that sexy red dress that you wear.
Oh the factory they don't treat me like you do. They don't care about how I smile
But if the pickup still runs at the end of the day, I'll be home in a while.
So baby pour me another cup of coffee and kiss me and hold me once more
Look in my eyes, I'll take that moment with me and I'll remember what I'm working for.
CHORUS:
I hope that my friends have these moments
I hope that they get it somehow
I hope that they look at their wives in the morning
The same way I'm seeing you now.
It's 7:30 in the morning. And I'm waking to face the new day
You're lying next to me and you're waking too 'cause you know I'll soon be on my way
In a moment we can go wake the children. But for now, let's just watch them sleep
We can take in these times someday we'll call timeless. We'll remember these you and me dreams.
The day has a way of sneaking in. It breaks through the window without warning
Oh but be alarmed and don't worry darling. Just enjoy the morning

Night's gone and morning's come
We're rolling over, waking up
And I swing, swing these days along
Counting moments, missing home
We follow love
We think it makes us strong
All these years, love
How could we be wrong?
Then like you, this bird it flew
It misses like I'm missing you
And we drink, drink, we throw them down
We're better off, we're better now
We follow love
We think it makes us strong

Our rich fields turned to graveyards
Thousands living to dead
Though we fought them so hard
We were slaughtered today
Sparkling brooks filled with our blood
As our soldiers fell dead
All the living left mournful
Lying corpses to graves
My country, your freedom is passing away

the morning was a ball of fire
extinguished by the leaking moon
the morning was beautiful
just like the bodies laying out in the yard
i know what we put our faith into
yeah i really knew
and so do you
and i've grown into a dutiful lying man
and i think it through and so do you
who am i attempting to lose
when i walk into the fog?
god forbid i'd have seen it
cause i did it for myself
bought into the promise
and i did it for myself
satan lift me up
cause i did it for myself
rip up the bone and put it on my shelf
and i hardly know
with this abated article
and i understand that i've been your man
for way too long
for way too long.
blinking eye,
crucify me with nervous lullabies
punish me violently
free my broken family
god forbid i'd have seen it
cause i did it for myself
bought into the promise
and i did it for myself
satan lift me up
cause i did it for myself
ripped up the bone and put it on my shelf
my split bottom lip
(i put it on my shelf)
a statue of my father
(i put it on my shelf)
my woman's bottom dollar