Monday 6 January 2014

iTunes

Hello

So here in Belgium we have a radio station called "Q-music" and thay made and iTunes top 500 for Belgium so I'm going to let you know the top 10.

Here we go:

10: Bakermat - Vandaag

We face the difficulties of today and tomorrow
I still have a dream
It is a dream in the American dream
I have a dream
One day
This nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed
We hold these truths to be self-evident 
That all men are created equal

I have a dream 
That one day on the red hills of Georgia 
The sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners 
Will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

One day
This nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed
We hold these truths to be self-evident 
That all men are created equal

I have a dream 
That one day on the red hills of Georgia 
The sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners 
Will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.




09: Will.i.am ft. Britney Spears - Scream & Shout

When you hear this in the club
You gotta turn the shit up
You gotta turn the shit up
You gotta turn the shit up
When we up in the club
All eyes on us
All eyes on us
All eyes on us
See the boys in the club
They watching us
They watching us
They watching us
Everybody in the club
All eyes on us
All eyes on us
All eyes on us

I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out
And scream and shout, and let it out
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh wee oh
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh wee oh
I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out
And scream and shout, and let it out
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh wee oh

You are now rocking with Will.i.am and Britney, bitch

[beat break]

Oh yeah....
Bring the action

Rock and roll, everybody let's lose control
All the bottom we let it go
Going fast, we aint going slow, no
Hear the beat, now let's hit the floor
Drink it up, and then drink some more
Light it up, and let's let it blow
Hey yo, rock it out, rock it now
If you know what we talking 'bout
Turn it up, and burn down the house, hooouse
Hey yo, turn it up, and don't turn it down
Here we go, we gon shake the ground
Cause everywhere that we go we BRING THE ACTION

When you hear this in the club
You gotta turn the shit up
You gotta turn the shit up
You gotta turn the shit up
When we up in the club
All eyes on us
All eyes on us
All eyes on us
You see them girls in the club
They looking at us
They looking at us
They looking at us
Everybody in the club
All eyes on us
All eyes on us
All eyes on us

I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out
And scream and shout, and let it out
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh wee oh
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh wee oh
I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out
And scream and shout, and let it out
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh wee oh

You are now rocking with Will.i.am and Britney, b-tch

[beat break]

Oh yeah....

It goes on and on and on and on
When me and you party together
I wish this night would last forever
Cause I was feeling down, now im feeling better
And maybe it goes on and on and on and on
When me and you party together
I wish this night would last forever, ever, ever, ever

I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out
And scream and shout, and let it out
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh wee oh
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh wee oh
I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out
And scream and shout, and let it out
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh wee oh wee oh

I wanna scream and shout, and let it all out
And scream and shout, and let it out
We saying, oh wee oh wee oh



08: Stromae - Papaoutai

Dites-moi d'où il vient
Enfin je saurais où je vais
Maman dit que lorsqu'on cherche bien
On finit toujours par trouver
Elle dit qu'il n'est jamais très loin
Qu'il part très souvent travailler
Maman dit "travailler c'est bien"
Bien mieux qu'être mal accompagné
Pas vrai ?
Où est ton papa ?
Dis-moi où est ton papa ?
Sans même devoir lui parler
Il sait ce qui ne va pas
Ah sacré papa
Dis-moi où es-tu caché ?
Ça doit, faire au moins mille fois que j'ai
Compté mes doigts

[Refrain] (x2)
Où t'es, papa où t'es ?
Où t'es, papa où t'es ?
Où t'es, papa où t'es ?
Où, t'es où, t'es où, papa où t'es ?

[Couplet 2]
Quoi, qu'on y croit ou pas
Y aura bien un jour où on y croira plus
Un jour ou l'autre on sera tous papa
Et d'un jour à l'autre on aura disparu
Serons-nous détestables ?
Serons-nous admirables ?
Des géniteurs ou des génies ?
Dites-nous qui donne naissance aux irresponsables ?
Ah dites-nous qui, tient,
Tout le monde sait comment on fait les bébés
Mais personne sait comment on fait des papas
Monsieur Je-sais-tout en aurait hérité, c'est ça
Faut l'sucer d'son pouce ou quoi ?
Dites-nous où c'est caché, ça doit
Faire au moins mille fois qu'on a, bouffé nos doigts

[Refrain]

[Outro] (X2)
Où est ton papa ?
Dis-moi où est ton papa ?
Sans même devoir lui parler
Il sait ce qui ne va pas
Ah sacré papa
Dis-moi où es-tu caché ?
Ça doit, faire au moins mille fois que j'ai
Compté mes doigts


07: Macklemore & Ryan Lewis - Can't hold us

Ay, ay, ay
Come on in, let's go
Yeah, let's go
Alright, alright
OK, uh, alright, OK
Alright, OK

Return of the Mack, get up!
What it is, what it does, what it is, what it isn’t.
Looking for a better way to get up out of bed
Instead of getting on the Internet and checking a new hit me
Get up! Thrift shop pimp strut walking, little bit of humble, little bit of cautious
Somewhere between like rocky and Cosby sweater gang nope nope y’all can’t copy
Yup. Bad, moon walking, this here, is our party, my posse's been on Broadway,
And we did it, our way.
Grown music, I shed my skin and put my bones into everything I record to it
And yet I’m on.
Let that stage light go and shine on down, got that Bob Barker suit game and plinko in my style.
Money, stay on my craft and stick around for those pounds,
But I do that to pass the torch and put on for my town
Trust me. On my I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T shit hustler,
Chasing dreams since I was 14 with the four track bussing halfway cross that city with the backpack, fat cat, crushing

Labels out here,
Nah they can’t tell me nothing
We give that to the people,
Spread it across the country
Labels out here,
Nah they can’t tell me nothing
We give it to the people,
Spread it across the country

Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us
Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us

Nah, can I kick it? thank you. yeah I'm so damn grateful.
I grew up, really wanted gold fronts
But that’s what you get when Wu tang raised you
Y’all can’t stop me, go hard like I got an 808 in my heart beat
And I’m eating at the beat like you gave a little speed to a great white shark on shark week
Raw. Tell me go up. Gone!
Deuces goodbye. I got a world to see, and my girl she wanna see Rome,
Caesar make you a believer. nah I never ever did it for a throne.
That validation comes from giving it back to the people. nah sing a song and it goes like
Raise those hands, this is our party
We came here to live life like nobody was watching
I got my city right behind me
If I fall, they got me. Learn from that failure gain humility and then we keep marching ourselves

Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us
Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us

Na na na na na na na na
And all my people say
Na na na na na na na na
And all my people say
Na na na na na na na na
And all my people say

Na na na na na na na na
Ma-ckle-more

Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us
Here we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we’ll fight till it’s over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can’t hold us
Like the ceiling can’t hold us.


06: Martin Garrix - Animals

05: Stromae - Formidable

Formidable, formidable
Tu étais formidable, j'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables,
Formidable,
Tu étais formidable,
J'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables.

Eh, l'bébé, oups : mademoiselle,
Je vais pas vous draguer, promis, juré,
J'suis célibataire et depuis hier - putain,
J'peux pas faire d'enfants, mais bon, c'est pas... eh, reviens !
5 minutes quoi, j't'ai pas insulté, j'suis poli, courtois,
Et un peu fort bourré et pour les mecs comme moi
Vous avez autre chose à faire, vous m'pourriez vu hier
Où j'étais

Formidable, formidable
Tu étais formidable, j'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables,
Formidable,
Tu étais formidable, j'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables.

Eh tu t'es regardé, tu t'crois beau
Parce que tu t'es marié ?!
Mais c'est qu'un anneau, mec, t'emballes pas,
Elle va t'larguer comme elles font chaque fois,
Et puis l'autre fille, tu lui en a parlé ?
Si tu veux je lui dis, comme ça c'est réglé,
Et au p'tit aussi, enfin si vous en avez,
Attends 3 ans, 7 ans et là vous verrez
Si c'est

Formidable, formidable,
Tu étais formidable, j'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables,
Formidable,
Tu étais formidable, et j'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables.

Et, petite, oh, pardon : petit,
Tu sais dans la vie y'a ni méchant ni gentil,
Si maman est chiante, c'est qu'elle a peur d'être mamie,
Si papa trompe maman, c'est parce que maman vieillit, tiens !
Pourquoi t'es tout rouge? Beh, reviens, gamin,
Et qu'est-ce que vous avez tous
A me regarder comme un singe, vous ?
Ah, oui, vous êtes saints, vous,
Bande de macaques !
Donnez moi un bébé singe, il sera

Formidable, formidable
Tu étais formidable, j'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables,
Formidable,
Tu étais formidable, j'étais fort minable,
Nous étions formidables


04: Macklemore & Ryan Lewis - Thrift Shop

Hey, Macklemore! Can we go thrift shopping?

What, what, what, what... [x7]

Bada, badada, badada, bada... [x9]

[Hook:]
I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
This is fucking awesome

[Verse 1:]
Nah, Walk up to the club like, "What up, I got a big cock!"
I'm so pumped about some shit from the thrift shop
Ice on the fringe, it's so damn frosty
That people like, "Damn! That's a cold ass honkey."
Rollin' in, hella deep, headin' to the mezzanine,
Dressed in all pink, 'cept my gator shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
(Piiisssssss)
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else's been walkin' in
But me and grungy fuckin it man
I am stuntin' and flossin' and
Savin' my money and I'm hella happy that's a bargain, bitch
I'ma take your grandpa's style, I'ma take your grandpa's style,
No for real - ask your grandpa - can I have his hand-me-downs? (Thank you)
Velour jumpsuit and some house slippers
Dookie brown leather jacket that I found diggin'
They had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard
I bought a skeet blanket, then I bought a kneeboard
Hello, hello, my ace man, my Mello
John Wayne ain't got nothing on my fringe game, hell no
I could take some Pro Wings, make them cool, sell those
The sneaker heads would be like "Aw, he got the Velcros"

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
This is fucking awesome

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
This is fucking awesome


What you know about rockin' a wolf on your noggin?
What you knowin' about wearin' a fur fox skin?
I'm digging, I'm digging, I'm searching right through that luggage
One man's trash, that's another man's come-up
Thank your granddad for donating that plaid button-up shirt
'Cause right now I'm up in here stuntin'
I'm at the Goodwill, you can find me in the (Uptons)
I'm not, I'm not sick of searchin' in that section (Uptons)
Your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammy
I'll take those flannel zebra jammies, second-hand, I rock that motherfucker
The built-in onesie with the socks on that motherfucker
I hit the party and they stop in that motherfucker
They be like, "Oh, that Gucci - that's hella tight."
I'm like, "Yo - that's fifty dollars for a T-shirt."
Limited edition, let's do some simple addition
Fifty dollars for a T-shirt - that's just some ignorant bitch (shit)
I call that getting swindled and pimped (shit)
I call that getting tricked by a business
That shirt's hella dough
And having the same one as six other people in this club is a hella don't
Peep game, come take a look through my telescope
Trying to get girls from a brand? Man you hella won't
Man you hella won't

(Goodwill... poppin' tags... yeah!)

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
This is fucking awesome

I wear your granddad's clothes
I look incredible
I'm in this big ass coat
From that thrift shop down the road
I wear your granddad's clothes
I look incredible
I'm in this big ass coat
From that thrift shop down the road

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
This is fucking awesome


03: Robin Thickie - Blurred Lines

Everybody get up
Everybody get up
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

If you can't hear what I'm trying to say
If you can't read from the same page
Maybe I'm going deaf, maybe I'm going blind
Maybe I'm out of my mind

OK now he was close, tried to domesticate you
But you're an animal, baby it's in your nature
Just let me liberate you
Hey, hey, hey
You don't need no papers
Hey, hey, hey
That man is not your maker

And that's why I'm gon' take a good girl
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good girl
Can't let it get passed me
You're far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
But you're a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me

What do they make dreams for
When you got them jeans on
What do we need steam for
You the hottest bitch in this place
I feel so lucky, you wanna hug me
Hey, hey, hey
What rhymes with hug me?
Hey, hey, hey

OK now he was close, tried to domesticate you
But you're an animal, baby it's in your nature
Just let me liberate you
Hey, hey, hey
You don't need no papers
Hey, hey, hey
Than man is not your maker
Hey, hey, hey

And that's why I'm gon' take a good girl
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good girl
Can't let it get passed me
You're far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I hate them lines
I know you want it
I hate them lines
I know you want it
But you're a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me

One thing I ask you
Let me be the one you back that ass into
Yo, from Malibu, to Paribu
Yeah, had a bitch, but she ain't bad as you
So hit me up when you passing through
I'll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two
Swag on, even when you dress casual
I mean it's not almost unbearable
Then, honey you're not there when I'm
With my foresight bitch you pay me by
Nothing like your last guy, he too square for you
He don't smack that ass and pull your hair like that
So I jail watch, hand wave for you to salute
But you didn't pick
Not many women can refuse this pimpin'
But I'm a nice guy, but you get it if you get with me

Shake the vibe, get down, get up
Do it like it hurt, like it hurt
What you doing like word

Baby can you breathe? I got this from Jamaica
It always works for me Dakota to Dakata, uh huh
No more pretending
Hey, hey, hey
Cause now you winning
Hey, hey, hey
Here's our beginning

I always wanted a good girl
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good girl
Can't let it get passed me
You're far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
But you're a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me

Everybody get up
Everybody get up
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey


02: Avicii - Wake Me Up

Feeling my way through the darkness
Guided by a beating heart
I can't tell where the journey will end
But I know where it starts
They tell me I'm too young to understand
They say I'm caught up in a dream
Well life will pass me by if I don't open up my eyes
Well that's fine by me

So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost

So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost

I tried carrying the weight of the world
But I only have two hands
I hope I get the chance to travel the world
And I don't have any plans
I wish that I could stay forever this young
Not afraid to close my eyes
Life's a game made for everyone
And love is a prize

So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost

So wake me up when it's all over
When I'm wiser and I'm older
All this time I was finding myself
And I didn't know I was lost

I didn't know I was lost
I didn't know I was lost
I didn't know I was lost
I didn't know I was lost




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01: Daft Punt ft. Pharrell Williams - Get Lucky

Like the legend of the phoenix
All ends with beginnings
What keeps the planet spinning
The force from the beginning

We've come too far to give up who we are
So let's raise the bar and our cups to the stars

She's up all night 'til the sun
I'm up all? night to get some
She's up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky
We're up all night 'til the sun
We're up all? night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky

We're up all night to get lucky (x4)

The present has no ribbon
Your gift keeps on giving
What is this I'm feeling?
If you wanna leave I'm ready (ahh)

We've come too far to give up who we are
So let's raise the bar and our cups to the stars

She's up all night 'til the sun
I'm up all? night to get some
She's up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky
We're up all night 'til the sun
We're up all? night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky

We're up all night to get lucky (x4)

We're up all night to get lucky

We've come too far to give up who we are
So let's raise the bar and our cups to the stars

She's up all night 'til the sun
I'm up all? night to get some
She's up all night for good fun
I'm up all night to get lucky
We're up all night 'til the sun
We're up all? night to get some
We're up all night for good fun
We're up all night to get lucky

We're up all night to get lucky (x8)







I hope enjoyed it!!!!!

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