2011 American Music Awards Winners — See The Full List
The complete AMAs winners list is as follows:
Artist of the Year
Adele
Lady Gaga
Lil Wayne
Katy Perry
Taylor Swift
Favorite Male Artist (Pop/Rock):
Justin Bieber
Bruno Mars
Pitbull
Favorite Female Artist (Pop/Rock):
Adele
Lady Gaga
Katy Perry
Favorite Band, Duo or Group (Pop/Rock):
LMFAO
Maroon 5
OneRepublic
Favorite Album (Pop/Rock):
Adele, “21″
Lady Gaga, “Born This Way”
Rihanna, “Loud”
Favorite Album (Country):
Jason Aldean, “My Kinda Party”
The Band Perry, “The Band Perry”
Taylor Swift, “Speak Now”
Favorite Male Artist (Country):
Jason Aldean
Brad Paisley
Blake Shelton
Favorite Female Artist (Country):
Sara Evans
Miranda Lambert
Taylor Swift
Favorite Band, Duo or Group (Country):
The Band Perry
Zac Brown Band
Lady Antebellum
Favorite Artist (Rap/Hip-Hop):
Lil Wayne
Nicki Minaj
Kanye West
Favorite Album (Rap/Hip-Hop):
Jay-Z & Kanye West, “Watch the Throne”
Lil Wayne, “Tha Carter IV”
Nicki Minaj, “Pink Friday”
Favorite Male Artist (Soul/R&B):
Chris Brown
Trey Song
Usher
Favorite Female Artist (Soul/R&B):
Beyonce
Rhianna
Kelly Rowland
Favorite Album (Soul/R&B):
Beyonce, “4″
Chris Brown, “F.A.M.E.”
Rihanna, “Loud”
Favorite Band (Alt Rock):
The Black Keys
Foo Fighters
Mumford & Sons
Favorite Artist (Adult Contemporary):
Adele
Bruno Mars
Katy Perry
Favorite Artist (Latin):
Enrique Iglesias
Jennifer Lopez
Pitbull
Favorite Artist (Contemporary Inspirational Artist):
Casting Crowns
TobyMac
Third Day
Sprint New Artist of the Year
Miguel
Hot Chelle Rae
The Band Perry
Wiz Khalifa
Special Achievement Award: Katy Perry
Childish Gambino – Camp
Here is track listing for Donald Glover’s aka Childish Gambino upcoming album Camp. After the jump peruse the track-list, which features thirteen tracks and no features. The highly anticipated project hit stores November 15th
Childish Gambino ‘Camp’ Tracklist
1. Outside
2. Fire Fly
3. Bonfire
4. All The Shine
5. Letter Home
6. Heartbeat
7. Backpackers
8. L.E.S.
9. Hold You Down
10. Kids (Keep Up)
11. You See Me
12. Sunrise
13. That Power
CHILDISH GAMBINO PICTURE:
CHILDISH GAMBINO – BONFIRE LYRICS
Okay, it’s Childish Gambino, homegirl drop it like the NASDAQ
Move white girls like there’s coke up my asscrack
Move black girls cause, man, fuck it, I’ll do either
I love pussy, I love bitches, dude, I should be runnin’ PETA
In Adidas, with some short shorts, B-O-O all over me
My green is where it’s supposed to be, your green is in my grocery
This Asian dude, I stole his girl, and now he got that Kogi beef
My dick is like an accent mark, it’s all about the over Es
Hot like a parked car
I sound weird like nigga with hard R
Fly like the logo on my cousin’s 440
Eatin’ Oreos like these white girls that blow me
Vodka for my ladies, whiskey for a grown man
Hangin’ in the islands, lookin’ for Earl like Toejam
I made the beat retarded, so I’m callin’ it a slow jam
Butcher and I know it, man, kill beef, go ham
These rappers are afraid of him
Cause I’m a beast, bitch, Gir, Invader Zim
Gambino is a call girl, fuck you, pay me
Brand new whip for these niggas like slavery
They told me I was awful man, that shit did not phase me
Tell me how I suck again, my memory is hazy
“You’re my favorite rapper, now” Yeah, dude, I better be
Or you can fuckin’ kiss my ass, Human Centipede
You wanna see my girl? I ain’t that dumb
You wanna see my girl? Check Maxim
“Man, why does every black actor gotta rap some?”
I don’t know, all I know is I’m the best one
[Hook]
It’s a bonfire, turn the lights out
I’m burnin’ everything you muthafuckas talk about
It’s a bonfire, turn the lights out
I’m burnin’ everything you muthafuckas talk about
[Verse 2]
You know these rapper dudes talk shit, start killin’
Fuck that, got goons like an archvillain
I’m from the South, ain’t got no accent, don’t know why
So this rap is child’s play, I do my name like Princess Di
Yeah, they say they want the realness, rap about my real life
Told me I should just quit: “first of all, you talk white!
Second off, you talk like you haven’t given up yet”
Rap’s stepfather, yeah, you hate me but you will respect
I put in work, ask Ludwig
Put my soul on the track like shoes did
Played this for my cousin, now he can’t even think straight
Black and white music? Now, nigga, that’s a mixtape
Shoutout to my players, they represent the realness
Shoutout to Gambino, girls, my dick is in the building
I know you hate me nerdy your little fuckin’ boy be on ya
Like girls who dirty, but wit’ niggas they be sayin’ “Owww”
Sorry for who coddled you
Chillin’ with a Filipino, at your local Jollibee
Yeah, I’m in her ass like sodomy
So if you see my finger under the table, don’t bother me
I don’t talk soft, that’s that other guy
I’m sayin’ “What the fuck is up?” like I ain’t seen the sky
And shit I’m doin’ this year? Insanity
Made the beat then murdered it, Casey Anthony
These rappers don’t know what to do
Cause all I did was act me like a Looney Tune
I’ll give you all of me until there’s nothing left
I swear this summer will be summer Camp, bitch!
CHILDISH GAMBINO – BONFIRE MUSIC VIDEO
Alicia Keys – Unthinkable – Video
The official video for Alicia Keys’ “Unthinkable (I’m Ready)” from her album The Element Of Freedom Alicia Keys – Unthinkable – Video
Eminem – Not Afraid – lyrics
Eminem released his new single "Not Afraid" from his upcoming album Recovery that hits stores June 22.
[ Hook ]
I’m not afraid to take a stand
Everybody come take my hand
We’ll walk this road together, through the storm
Whatever weather, cold or warm
Just let you know that, you’re not alone
Hola if you feel that you’ve been down the same road
[ Intro ]
Yeah, It’s been a ride…
I guess i had to go to that place to get to this one
Now some of you might still be in that place
If you’re trying to get out, just follow me
I’ll get you there
[ Verse 1 ]
You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay ‘em
But you won’t take this thing out these words before I say ‘em
Cause ain’t no way I’m let you stop me from causing mayhem
When I say ‘em or do something I do it, I don’t give a damn
What you think, I’m doing this for me, so fuck the world
Feed it beans, it’s gassed up, if a thing’s stopping me
I’mma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly
And all those who look down on me I’m tearing down your balcony
No if ands or buts don’t try to ask him why or how can he
From Infinite down to the last Relapse album he’s still shit and
Whether he’s on salary, paid hourly
Until he bows out or he shit’s his bowels out of him
Whichever comes first, for better or worse
He’s married to the game, like a fuck you for christmas
His gift is a curse, forget the earth he’s got the urge
To pull his dick from the dirt and fuck the whole universe
[ Hook ]
[ Verse 2 ]
Ok quit playin’ with the scissors and shit, and cut the crap
I shouldn’t have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it’s a rap
You said you was king, you lied through your teeth
For that fuck your feelings, instead of getting crowned you’re getting capped
And to the fans, I’ll never let you down again, I’m back
I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact
Let’s be honest, that last Relapse CD was “ehhhh”
Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground
Relax, I ain’t going back to that now
All I’m tryna say is get back, click-clack BLAOW
Cause I ain’t playin’ around
There’s a game called circle and I don’t know how
I’m way too up to back down
But I think I’m still tryna figure this crap out
Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn’t
This fucking black cloud’s still follow’s me around
But it’s time to exercise these demons
These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now!
[ Hook ]
[ Bridge ]
And I just can’t keep living this way
So starting today, I’m breaking out of this cage
I’m standing up, Imma face my demons
I’m manning up, Imma hold my ground
I’ve had enough, now I’m so fed up
Time to put my life back together right now
[ Verse 3 ]
It was my decision to get clean, I did it for me
Admittedly i probably did it subliminally for you
So I could come back a brand new me, you helped see me through
And don’t even realise what you did, believe me you
I been through the ringer, but they can do little to the middle finger
I think I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king of
My world, haters can make like bees with no stingers, and drop dead
No more beef flingers, no more drama from now on, I promise
To focus soley on handling my responsibility’s as a father
So I solemnly swear to always treat this roof like my daughters and raise it
You couldn’t lift a single shingle lonely
Cause the way I feel, I’m strong enough to go to the club
Put a ??? and lift the whole liquor counter up
Cause I’m raising the bar, I shoot for the moon
But I’m too busy gazing at stars, I feel amazing and
[ Hook ]
