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1. |
D'Ntro
03:24
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sittin on the perimeter/
i cant be scared/
i guess its cuz i like living life on the edge/
u done rolled onto a knife while u in the bed/
i give yo woman jack knife after she hit that head/
its loko poltergeist/
or dope j instead/
flowin colder than glacial boulders need sudafed/
i like mine brown u want women kinda white/
u the type to say living is hard, i jus want a diamond life/
millions in bank accounts/
u trash i take u out/
i tend to flip the scales!/
yu doin good if u going souf/
to the contrary/
being broke is very scary/
no gas to see yo hoe/
she aint holdin u she holdin teddy/
and man they slept on me/
like the underdog in the bracket/
much love to obama/
he introduced rap's new stimulus package/
i play an important role../
no synonym to acting/
like a scorned woman outside ya home bout to batter up/
im bout to crack u bastards/
goin loose wit my troops in the booth/
leave a monsoon fa proof/
its terror bout to ensue/
im a great dane u more like shih tzu/
betta catch this plane rite now while im on ground/
cuz imma gain al-ti-tude/
and soon imma lay it down/
Bitch!/
1 million/
2 billion/
eyes in attendance/
if u heard somebody/
bring truth to rap nigga im sorry i missed it..../
country nigga/
montgomery nigga/
i kno what its like cuz im from it nigga/
this my perspective while blunted nigga/
i want the whole pie check the circumference nigga/
if i dont do nothing imma stunt/
speed past the pigs while loaded rite ni ion give a *cough*/
excuse me but do the relevant duties/
include music money movies/
bootys and luscious curves just to soothe me?/ (One Love!)
if it dont apply i think ill make it/
bring complexity to whats basic/
yo times over get a blunt fa ni/
just face it/
alotta folks get money yea thats coo/
but fa me an mines im tryna leave this tomb of montgomery zoo/
see some niggas gonna tempt ya and some chickens will forget ya/
u might get caged, but i cant be a slave, not even indentured/
i got a gift of observation/
bad kids u gotta pace it/
look from afar at situations/
u aint gotta entertain it/
this is basquiat over music/
spontaneity rapidly fooling/
pack my car to the studio day after day its our job we were only carpooling/
my words come cerebral i dont see an equal, im married to money see stacks at the steeple/
surrender ya guns with will i have won/
lived in pain like children stuck in the slums/
if god is the witness/
or maybe jehovah/
remain a soulja till its over/
the legends keep goin ali aint stop throwin/
and his mouf aint jam even when he got bammed/
ion need a yes man cuz i feel i can/
rip a 100 beats in a 1 week span/
always be present in tv land/
then reminisce high as shit when they said i wouldnt be nan/
but im back like i told ya, sicker than pnumonia/
sit like a coma create the takeover/
nobody fuckin wit me, musical ebola/
but ion even play like dat, too much to do fore its all over/
feel like im a king reincarnated yungin jus hopped out the stroller/
enjoy the mixtape/ [Beat Drop]
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2. |
HenDawgg
03:56
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Loko I get booku dough/
Joint be fat like sumo clothes/
Ask me what's coming up next/
Is like asking how many snacks scooby stole/ (SHAGGY?)
Pledge allegiance to my pole/
I want young women keep the money old/
i stand tall u short like a troll/
spittin heavenly verses/
backups need choir robes/
real neva fail the fake always fold/
whether heaven or hell god rest they soul/
anemic ice, may the price be rite/
may the chicks be tight, may they not be dikes/
may we ball tonite/
well thats what i said/
got the henny on ice/
2 shots to the head/
i take her. and make ha. thicker./
change my. name. to cornbread./
where my trees!/
pop a cigar, break it down with ease!/
keep a pretty lady buzzin like bees/
im the best you could hope to ever bring!/
To a team/
i need me some golds/
if im streesin need some ports/
im all about the sunshine like 90210/
start engine lets go/
cant fuck wit my mix/
ion really care if her tongue long/
holla at me if it do tricks/
remember me in time like the sphinx/
and im chillin in the cut/
thinkin on how to make a buck/
but mother dear all in my ear/
cuz i roll the reefer up/
hunt down some peace/
Dont worry mama its medicinal/ haha
and i pull up in corolla/
fresh home i was a soldier/
hit abc and drunk like amphibians in the ocean/
here we go i want the riches, an high saditiest women/
and ill be quick to tell ya sum, no pedestal for prissy temptin/
dames treat em all the same, this aint no baggage claim/
leave that and them lames at the door/
den before we do more/
peep my goals and mentality/
work from sunday to saturday/
red bull give wings but god gave me an everlasting battery/
so ratchet but classy/
so ukly but attractive/
hit the club and get lucky like a college bball bracket/
no lack of traction/
yes i practice/
split green wit my team like fractions/
hit the ganja and make it happen/
sum niggas be kush nappin/
embrace my role on the mic im cold/
aye tell keyshia we should hook up a feature/
my doubters hatin from the bleachers/
my supporters say boy i see ya!/
And i pull up in corolla, fresh out i was a solja! im me! (On Second)/ (Repeat until breakdown) [Radio Effect] [Pan Left to right] [
be talking like the song is over..
and im back automatic boom/
this clip aint jammin atleast not soon/
i move like salmon all against the wave/
tell me this the trend, wont be doin that today/
or tomorrow enter the shop of horror/
fa music they thirsty like they sahara/
to be great must be worthy/
give out good karma/
collect mo cheese all about my parma/
sean combs outta sign me im bad fuck boi/
i'll do features fa free, anything to rip me a beat,
instrumental even fuckin drum track/
cough off first hit where ya lungs at/
assemble house and pass bills like barack's early meetings/
im sittin on forever but thinking very clever/
god told me be patient but i aint like his schedule/
took matters in my own hands/
wanna count bread till these old hands/
leave the crumbs to the fuckin pidgeons/
everybody hear but few ppl listen/
Badadaboom
And i pull up in corolla, fresh home i was a soulja! (x2) Im Me!/
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3. |
R.A.P.S.T.A.R
03:46
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Ima R-a-p-s-t-a-r
gimme a beat and a mic/
kush and the cigar/
an im Rappin/
I Got My bitch up in the room/
but hell i got sum shit to do/
write dis hook rehearse dis verse/
same shit 2pac been thru/
man i been stressin sippin texas/
smokin cali, poppin pills/
somebody call dr dre plug me in2 a refill/
mind of a maniac, what u do when u shown no love/
get dirty in this bitch say dont fuck wit no scrubs/
my vulgar language extra dangerous/
cuz im spittin that real/
outspoken fa my ppl check what they did to emmitt till/
look what they did to mike brown/
dirty crackers goin down/
it aint no race thang its respect thang u clown/ (U Clown)
If they dont gimme my spot i guess im gonna have to take it/
creep on ya early in the morning cook ya ass juh like some bacon/
Ima R-a-p-s-t-a-r
gimme a beat and a mic/
kush and the cigar/
an im Rappin/
(Im up while u sleep boy, fuck wit me) (x2)
Hustle hustle grind grind, my dreams keep me up at night/
thinkin bout it stoned, zoned, geeked, or when im in sum tight/
say what u want about deez lyrics, but dis flow shawty u cant touch on/
throwin dirt all on my name but it dont stick im made of teflon/
imma full price Cat, but i could buy yu wit a coupon/
started checkin whips in dat blue book, im tryna upgrade to dat dupont/
see da R is fa rugged, a is for arrogant fuck it/
p is a fa pussy cuz when she see me she be blushing/
s is fa superTrill A is fa able to do ya/
r is fa respect, yall spittin crap imma 7-11 shoota/
way i twist my words ya heards, the same way she twist her lips/
aint heard bout lyrics in ha life but she gon still spit on the mic/ (ooh)
Ima R-a-p-s-t-a-r
gimme a beat and a mic/
kush and the cigar/
an im Rappin/
(Im up while u sleep boy, fuck wit me) (x2)
Bet against me baby i'll make ya lose ya bread/
say i cant get ya well when i do u owe me sum mo head/
so outlandish, older women call me manish/
my old flames get extinguished, i keep raising my standards/
but im bout my money first mama wanna get cashed out dis aint ya blessing/
dont come round me wit dat voodoo actin like u from the crescent/
only need good vibes around me, just support the gifted child/
it'll be too late when he hot as the sun to stand near u gon need a towel/
to be wit me u need to contribute/ (Beat drop)
all dis cash i wanna distribute/ (Beat Drop)
haters took my style took my clothes/
but they can neva touch my mental/
im sharp as a tack/
im dat nail to a flat/
my grandma still stay on baldwinbrook, woodley park where ya at/
Ima R-a-p-s-t-a-r
gimme a beat and a mic/
kush and the cigar/
an im Rappin/
(Im up while u sleep boy, fuck wit me) (x4)
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4. |
Try Me (Remix)
03:02
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Baby say she wanna try me, try me/
i tol ha i aint trickin off fa anybody/
soon as they see the (boy!)
i kno they gon copy, copy/
claim they jumpin but aint got nun really poppin/
im so simple i jus want a lotta (moneeey)/
an i love my family u cant take em from (meee)/
nigga i aint no stranger to hearin 30s (dumpiiin)/
leave red on yo face, but who the hell was blushing/
I jus wanna hit the freeway, (freeway)/
check atl get lost fa 10 str8 weekdays/
(fuck up a check, fuck up a check) [radio voice]
to these hoes i be smilin/
try to use me im lyin/
do not abuse this/
her booty got me hard like a diamond/
get her to scream like a siren/
we fuckin up the environment/
she love trees show her this trunk man i kno she gon climb it/
known for killin a kitty but man i dont got no priors/
like it hot yung an fresh but i aint fuckin wit minors/
man respect me double deck me, my spirit ride high like a pilot/
u a dejected anorexic, cant get full u on diet/
niggas sellin they soul betta think twice for u sign it/
go thru hell fa sum ice, but still cant change the climate/
ooh/ [Beat drop]
T Top Coupe, lookin blacker than wesley/
bet dis man wont jump, skin color elvis prestley/
bet dis hand gon pump simultaneous hold it steady/
right hand pull the trigger, jus try me nigga im ready/
Baby say she wanna try me, try me/
i tol ha i aint trickin off fa anybody/
soon as they see the (boy!)
i kno they gon copy, copy/
claim they jumpin but aint got nun really poppin/
nun poppin, they aint wealthy, wealth bring options/
rich or poors a state of mind,/
stay yo broke ass outta mine/
only tryna eat, every minutes dinnertime/
lady feel the bass in ya seat/
ass shake wit every line/
seen so many crooked ppl (ppl)/
lord knows we not no equal (equal)/
i go from zero to hero/
dont wan attract det metal/
,opposite of magneto/
but im down to ride only if i need to/
like a breath of fresh air/
smell me comin when i breeze thru/
tell a sexy lady try me tell a pussy nigga the same/
attack both wit aggression but lord knows its two different thangs/
imma eat wit who gave me food when i wasnt even able/
go from broke an not stable to partnerships wit major labels/
i control my own stop lights/
orchestrate my own moves/
all about collectin money rights/
play dumb but neva a fool/
baby told me teach her, i jus play it supa cool/
bra and panties stretchy satin thats her uniform fa school/
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5. |
Drank
02:51
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apoacalyptic visions sidetracked by nuclear fission/
foes as simple as a circle im as complex as a prism/
sparked up by god hope my power never diminish/
shine like sun rays on sundays make sure your shades are tinted/
feelin one wit nature boy, holla whoo! sit back in amazement/
eyelids close my mind goes, now im seeing faces/
of present and past memories and future wishes/
roll down my window check fa ppl fo i drop ash on my britches/
i told dem i had the ticket, but they aint believe it/
but i rationalize, aware that these eyes are nobody's but mines/
so they wont kno or wont show whats goin on in the hood/
and those close to, home wont sho love when u doin good/
my conglomerate is filled wit the comrades i had while broke/
let me in they mama house kno damn well i smell like smoke/
damn near had to kick us out, cause a ruckus like a function/
remember my northern patna turner say we sound like country bumpkins/
mayne this is southernplayalistic/
my granny got the caddy/
chek cola at the cookout/
say whats hannin when im passin/
say dats sum good/
boy dis sum strong/
man gon on u kno i keep dat pressure/
what else u kno gon put u down/
den start ya flyin round wit next to no effort/
lady on my back but i jus wanna smoke sum and rap/
tryna bring down my dreams/
passive aggressively/
9 to 5 aint fa me/
neither is military/
i left it all up to the lord/
hopefully.... he bring a smörgåsbord of options/
listener cant u see im the hottest artist droppin/
this project. just lets. u kno. alabamas not done yet/
so this contest. of music. be clear i rap this the best/
aint no love when the money be low/
and it aint no warmth when its nowhere to go/
ion kno why but to me this world so cold/
i kno im good in my soul but my heart so froze/
i just hope i use all my potential by the time god call me home/
i just hope i use all my potential by the time god call me home/
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6. |
Rob Tha Bank
04:30
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No bullshittin my verses be hittin/
No contest to be honest I wrote this text while I was shittin/
Out these rappers perpetrators ass backwards/
Flash the light on I mean like hazards/
U have ta realize I'm in disguise blending in amongst the guys/
Picture a birthday boys eyes, when they're surprised by the wolf in Sheeps clothing not knowing how they came to meet the omen /
Ni they bout to face the hammor like (Thor!), (Odin!)/
Muthafuckin loko!/
Know I'm the dopest/
Im schedule 1 narcotic/
Yo drug a nigga'ld go broke if he sold it/
Affecting global warming no such thing as sober calming/
I need a airplane of gas den I won't think life is gon embalm me/
Do me softly, say yo brew need creamer/
I like my women str8 coffee/
Not to mention I be Inchin towards the finishing position/
To own the world wit these rhymes I got on my Charles dickins/
I'm my own worst critic I could save the world today and tomorrow say no I didn't/
Rock a rhyme like Christopher Wallace rock a show/
U ain't creepin low. on me and my bro./
We'll stomp u still. get a fuckin toe of steel/
Cause extinction like a pterodactyl/
I'm dat trill/
In mass effect let all the real ones out connect/
Cuz u kno to the government they feel that we may pose a threat/
Do not be wrong oh lord no, must come correct I'm the best chance we get the world don't even kno me yet/
I used to read xxl all the rappers on there (no shit)/
But knew I snapped harder than all the rappers on there /
I'm feelin paranoid muthafucka don't stare/
Don't ask me shit about my plans cuz I'm sure u don't care/
I gotta dream of being majesty/
Paparazzi after me/
Trailing close is my family/
back at the crib is my canopy/
Deez camera shooters turnin foolish hope it don't be no casualty/
Momma yo sun is comin ova the horizon/
Used to say I wun shit ni my confidence is surprising/
thoughts like a mad scientist, all u gotta do is tempt me/
got a nigga dat blow shit up he a chemist i call him neutron jimmy/
fa alabama ill call catfish billy/
i got the codes, now im hotter than summer season/
makin hits and fuckin cheatin like J, Stevie/
i wanted to fuck jody's mom, Plz believe me (Plz believe me!)/
i wanna go back home like Lbj to cleveland/
cuz even in past life i was put here for a reason/
u cant compare to me u cretin/
only come out in the evening/
only fresh during easter u str8 peepin/
call me a mad genius in the flesh/
shake the bet like etch a sketch/
im synonymous wit a winners ambiance/
im rollin swift, as a porsha glide/
where u headed ni/
boy yeen high /
trash got mo sticks than porcupines, and spears, knives, arrows, plus needles combined/
i got the generations of rap music intertwined/
we all brothers and sisters gained knowledge thru family ties/
it take a lot to move my idle mind/
but get that loko in motion/
no tellin the territory im scopin/
in the search for a ring all these ladies got the potion/
but u chubby an complacent only ring u needs a donut/
i try to tell ya dont rush/
im slick quick to put ya on chill like cold cuts/
time ran out, nigga shows up/
dont trust a fake nigga, they actin skills are never oscar worthy/
if he flex all day he'll show his true colors by 1230/
I'm dirty ya heard me/
Petty when I wanna be/
Fuck wit my set it ain't a threat bitch its a gonna be/
A spitter in the flesh/
Celebration is next/
Don't Rub it girl just blot it/
My dick is like alpaca carpet/
Frank Lucas switched sides/
I'm really not bout det/
I am simply a prospector lookin Fa sum mo prospects/
The cosmos lay host to Stars gods and humans/
Like mtv times 200 real planetary moon men/
So with high rankin residents what I do to make a case/
I make classics in a big way while taking blunts to the face/
Type of underdog story reminds u of Robert horry/
Was inspired by those that conspired to elevate the vantage point of which those in my race could have homes in the hills/
And gettin all the tax breaks/
To those at the top make space/
I'm the one u love to hate/
Power imma generate/
Ppl imma captivate/
Beautiful brown skin women I'll make salivate/
Had a way had a will had nothing else but still/
Had faith that the real would show on the flo/
And when ppl see it they would already kno/
[end]
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7. |
Hip$ter
02:43
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Picture me as peter parker/
pickin pressed punani/
out the dress behind me/
pulsating in ha panties/
an whats good pick up precautions/
to control the pack and flip it like that/
rapid fire wheres the lighter/
hold it higher pop the pinatta and proceed to smoke the ion/
gifted lifted presence and the green combusts like incense/
tempt this? never, i just move a lil better/
im crafty an clever, yo lil shots is like a threat from cinderella/
pass like excel, the diesel prevails it gets stuck like gel in my web/
so swell, pity the fool mite as well harpoon the membrane that detains the nigga state in his brain/
stretch your element live for betterment with revolutionary ideas being the precedent/
10 gold chains, around yo neck like a noose/
if you cant pitch peace then ya raps aint no use/
postpone bullets hailing prevent mothers wailing/
pimp the good outta people, get the poverty line bailing/
but i kno you cant stop the hit/
but just believe in it and all us together can get it/
i aint neva told a fib/
i aint livin like i did/
and i can thank god fa dat/
whur tha belivers at?/
face 1 we forgetun the problums we all tryna escape from/
i be like wassup god/
but everytime i talk i get the voicemail/
everytime i watch tv im seein hell/
got me wondering if we gonna prevail/
almost cried when a nigga got the detail/
had to ride to get my mind clear so i could sleep well/
this world is why im a frequent flyer chronic buyer/
the best in dire need of potpurri from the finest supplier of california og/
Bullets rain like hail/
and they burn like hell/
make a man heart fail/
scratch tooth and nail/
tryna elevate, an delapidate/
expectations and hopefully stop the killun/
the shits sicknun, apply frictiun until the guns, STOP/
no mo pop lock an cock which makes bodies drop/
like lebron the way a nigga jus flops/
This cant be life just gone in a night/
may your spirit rest in silence peaceful violence/
meet the highest theres no cryin, pray to god, jehovah, to reach zion/
i am plugged in so i feel it, everythings taken, almost nothing is given/
i wish we could see how we livin/
magnifying glass see the class of ass we're represented as/
we'll never last compared to the past, when them ppl raised us man/
say niggas dyin is a way of life/
but jus because its common dont mean its right/
jus because its wet dont mean its tight/
just givin out game nigga sho ya right/
(Schreeeeh!)
imma hit the gas and never crash/
im mad scientific, mixed wit a lil freaknik/
still risiin an i aint close to peakin/
still wishin my people learn to act a lil better/
love yo fellow ppl unify to disguise/
any hate in they mind/
cold cold world shawty it aint too kind/
cuz even the 10s thats fine will still take ya last dime/ but not mine/
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8. |
Thug Cry
03:17
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Purple ass flowers got me glued up to my seat/
Get my mind off this pain I been wantin so long Fa it to retreat/
The more that I ponder it increases like yeast/
Spit crack on these beats to qualify my seat/
Define bravery/
Set my goals at a rapid pace/
Stand in my way I'm at ya face like Olay/
My Face spell perpetual pain left over from my broke days/
Legends are made a minute but I couldn't pay the minute maid/
Damn/
Watching peers over years fall to gunshots and violence/
I really don't trust niggas I'm only BEIN honest/
Tale of a black male in the land of drug sales/
Attracted clientele/
Insured my profit wit a digiscale/
Pull up to the shell I'll serve ya well/
12 duckin Fa a fistful of dollars/
Mama buckin cuz I couldn't keep my promise/
Feeling like the world got sum (a)gainst my brown skin/
Pull myself up 4 levels then I'm down again/
Without a friend to call when my bones get shaken/
And my mind gets cloudy positive thoughts are all vacant/
Ganja gimme meditation to the talents that been latent/
Come Fa me I'll hit u first no mo fear it's been fasaken/
Port after port square after square/
I been stressing/
Game of life is weird roll the dice it'll have u guessing/
I been crazy ever since I got her pregnant /
And the baby Neva came product of my selfish game/
U look at me and say wateva but refrain/
From actin like I haven't been fucked Ova all the same/
Been thru Many sleepless nites and unfulfilled wishes/
I had plenty pots an pans but next to no dishes/
Peep the pattern that's elaborate posing pictures of pistols packin/
Back up or down pussy aint no difference in reaction/
I can read errythang u sayin I got life on closed caption/
Mob mind only thang left is a pocket napkin/
The sins of the daddy fall on all of his sons/
Out of all my sibluns been felt I was the one/
Shackle my body trap my soul but my mind gon elevate/
Shine brighter than hi-beams in ya face I scintillate/
Strong gas in my tank yours welterweight/
I got dat Tyson punch/
Gon get a taste/
Been a weeknd since I creeped in/
My head been off dat deep end/
Gettin cool wit Puerto Ricans drinking water that's artesian/
Life is so cerebral gotta checkmate dese niggas/
Loading up a magazine how dumb niggas solve they issue/
Bring it back to the bottom of the map/
At square 1 roll one and settle ya difference/
Cuz if u bun him prosecution gon have forensics and a witness/
Pick 12 like a bball team/
Complications of livin ain't no tellin what I've seen/
Besides pain besides hurt/
I been clean I've done dirt/
Kept it real seen reverse/
Knowing these addictions killin me but Goin without seems worse/
22 wit the world on my back/
Chasin the cheddar but don't wan get caught up in the trap/
They train us to think lowly/
Relax listen to the words that is spoken/
im so open like moonroofs/
connected like bluetooth/
i got a couple homies thats soowoo/
they aint lookin fa no blues clue/
changin faces to get cha cake up/
bitch remove det make up/
sold ya soul in exchange fa a jacob/
material things are worth mo than honor it seems/
drag my name thru the dirt but i emerge clean/
miseducated bout the world its killin me softly/
but then again nobody said life was cost free/
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9. |
TempTed
03:17
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perhaps i was tempted by the dark side/
shown numerous time where tru loyalty lies/
deez niggas aint 100, shouldve know better but even still/
i ran after trust and they dropped a banana peel/
ni im slippin mama listen, i was tryna make it in school/
wasnt in my plans to make u mad/
u kicked me out go live wit my dad/
u did everything u could and gave me all i needed/
no pops to train jumpshots, u would hoop wit me on summa dem evenings/
fa det i love ya but its sum thangs stuck on my chest/
hindsight be 20/20/
u did what u thought was best/
throughout my livin and breathin u aint believe/
that i was different thought i was tryna deceive/
im not perfect im built crazy and my mind throwed off/
always had a way wit words, but sometimes u kept me from friends/
sheltered me kept me safe by ducking me away from the sin/
couldnt hold me forever i broke out but by den/
it felt like i had problems here an there tryna fit in/
they criticize my character but i wouldnt surrend/
just hope when i punch dat knuckle sting a en,nemy/
and a kick stab they ass just like a syringe/
all in gods plan i had it better than most/
sometimes i wish yall had never divorced/
i cant really act like a man wit no example/
s/o to lester u showed me things and you aint have to/
my mind conflicted got picked up wit evil baggage/
it embarass me to pass along thoughts i been having/
when nothing goes right and everything goes left/
feel like the only thing i havent done is died yet/
this music is my therapy am i being extreme/
im only thinking out loud amongst other things/
i really feel like this rap game maybe i can take it/
but i would give it all up just to see my baby/
to my unborn child just look fa me when ya need me/
daddy was a visionary, his ambition had no equal/
ultimately he wanted to represent all of his ppl/
keep yo eyes on the prize and recognize that niggas see thru/
they aint solid, embrace knowledge when u find it/
cuz u kno what they hate? a black man who name hold weight/
the society is fixed i kno its some sad shit but feel/
im not sheltering u, im only tellin whats real/
but i get older low self esteem im insecure the whole nine/
but u couldnt tell nun cuz outside im lookin real fine/
started my comeup small status girls aint lookin at me average/
look the baddest chick in the eye and feel good about my chances/
check my track record if u care, u probly dont/
but hell i thought i was ugly so it matters to me the most/
i put the music on backburner but it kept itchin at mee/
i needed rap inside my veins, plus i met D-T/
A-Y and his crew r 4 what it do/
inspired me enormously/
i got my ass in the lab/
but again naysaysers got the last laugh/
u kno how many ppl wanna do music, what make u any different/ [Pan left] [High Pitch]
u kno how many ppl got a degree and aint a on time tenant/ [Pan Right]
but nonetheless man i regressed/
guess what the army came next/
and for a freethinking nigga it was worse than bad sex/
u anticipated wit a bad one but was far from the best/
but now im back baby livin in the flesh/
i want my fans screamin loud like they all got tourettes/
i want the niggas to dap it up, cuz they respect the musicality/
i spit the dopest make ya quote this rhymes sick excuse my allergies/
so dirty so nasty in the cut like cavities/
so far in the front it be a year before yu passin me/
but by that point ill be in another galaxy/
2016 grammys rite now im stampin me/
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10. |
Turbo (Keep Yo Head)
03:12
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Just let my niggas kno its reeeeal/
Just let my niggas kno its real/
make sum music they can feel/
In the search for material wishes and riches/
think im the only one that listened when malcolm x spit it/
i heard your cousin passed, thats unfortunate/
now in the past lies the memories and i kno they're worth a fortune but yet/
it dont take the pain away, so sympathy i show fa u an yours/
tryna maintain seem like a chore/
dont forget the world moves, it never stops up on its axis/
so life goes on until our final day happens/
i told my cousin i'd come see him but the moment neva came/
last time i saw him was in the mall/
ni my thoughts say that i miss him fa the rest of my existence/
i'd just been kicked out, moved further south wasnt at my momma house/
u aint leave me stuck, took me round all the town/
u held it down/ (cuzzo)
keep yo head, keep yo head/
keep yo head, keep yo head,/ (alwaysz in the news but that dont mean u gotta succumb to it)
1.35 verse start/
i couldnt pay my respect, when he passed i was in basic training/
i was tryna progress, shed a tear in front my sergeants/
life can throw u for a loop like race tracks, i had to face facts/
faced depression and terror but just like u can, i made it thru that/
only thing constant in life is change/
things never remain the same/
wish i could see u again/
other thing constant is pain/
babies dying everyday/
it hurt my soul/
and that cancer shit fugazi/
can't even live to see yo lady/
sensitive to what i see on a daily/
its ironic how life kills u and befo that it makes u crazy/
i carry burdens thru the morning but it look like nuthins on me/
i dont wanna take that big sleep but lately i been yawning/
i never realized the ride god had in mind fa my time/
but if he asked to do it different i'd respectfully decline/
i want it all by any means but i aint talkin violent things/
dont get my tales misconstrued, im tryna succeed, for you/
keep yo head, keep yo head/
keep yo head, keep yo head,/
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11. |
(Bonus) Trilli
04:27
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I'm Fresh Az Fuck When I look up and stare at da sky/
I got my cup I hit my jig don't even ask me y/
Ion pay u no attention/
I'm feelin myself/
Live every day like its the weekend/
Have I done enough?/ (Nall)
I'm On a trillion/
Nigga I'm on a trillion/
I'm on a trillion/
Nigga I'm on a trillion/
I Got Good Smoke wit A Cute Hoe/
She a pro at makin her hips roll
If yeen talkin money u get tha dial tone/
(Yeaaa)
Im On My Shit Ni/
Im Rich ni/
too paid to rap no freestyle/
wanna hit the club? yo bitch down/
raise the partition cuz yo bitch down/
i envision better days/
gotta have ambition fa dat/
my hustle so strong if i fall off i kno ill get back/
dis life to short to not sport/
all the finest objects of the sort/
make a 1000 dollar play/
den execute like its on the court/
im a young nigga gettin cream/
dats pussy and money/
laughin to the bank/
and niggas i cant fuck wit lookin funny/
dem flaw niggas cant associate/
dey keep garbage hoes, dem throwaways/
im blingin shawty, get ya shades on/
in the club, wit my J's On/
Im Big Worm Bout Paper, young faizon/
Roll up dat killa, call da dealer, i jus wanna face 1/
dat number 1 spot, i jus want it/
all the struggles i done seen/
i done lost ppl so close to me/
but im winnin ni i wish they could see/
dis aint just rap its poetry/
real niggas winnin/
i do this for you and me ya feel me/
Mama I Made It, this For you Baby!/
Spittin dat hard rock like we back in the 80's/
oh god montgomery made me/
the beast i am today and/
this really orientation/
so u can come meet the latest/
embrace the moment an face it/
dont be late like a broken latex/
you get it?/
im all involved wit it/
if it concerns makin digits/
dont crash out, on me/
im just tryna get paid/
an hit the m.i.a.mi/
all month fa spring break/
dis aint trap shit this rap shit/
dis aint r an b its really bangin/
aint too much autotune, im really sangin!/
treat deez beats like canvas/
haha im really paintin!/
Dope J On Some Fuck Shit Ret Ni/
nigga You really Brainless/
Silverware, like my pistol baby girl its really stainless/
Tell miracle watts im comin fa her when i get famous/
wish luck to all my haters, hope they can cure the lameness/
or imma load up artillary and guess where im aimin/ (Bow!)
Aint no limit To These Hoes Cuz When You Gone They'll still a be here/
I layed back studied the game now i can peep it crystal clear/
Rest in peace the fallen soldiers who are no longer here/
I wanna take dat mortgage off my mama/
get my sister her own business/
make myself a boss/
i could two shits bout what im spendin/
in the past 30 years you aint heard a youngin like me spittin/
but still a lil hood, if i see 12 pull up, im dippin/
fuck around jump the fence like jordan or kobe, mixed wit scottie pippen/
baby im livin too high to acknowledge/
been here so many times im gainin frequent flyer milage/
im a trained cloud pilot, thats why i never went back to college/
cuz my brain said u smart fool, dont need a de-gree fa proof/
im still hum-ble, neva crum-ble, extend my reach like branches/ [Beat Drop On The Syllables]
or like new nba expansions/
i was raised in woodley park rite by the 4/
i jus added dat so a fan can start on my bio/ (Legendary)
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12. |
(Bonus) COMBO!
03:58
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shawty come look in my eyes/
serve up whats between them thighs/
an u kno it came wit the head/
a combo like burgers and fries/
But imma hippie yo ass ill say peace to yo ass if u wear out yo visit/
Got a large old door wit a combo lock/
so yeen really gettin back in it/
got two beds need two hoes/
one a brain doc the other bring bankrolls/
tell ha friend to bring some fi weed/
two extendos thats all i need/
2 tenders multipled by three/
with the cajun rice shawty yes indeed/
but if ya by fairview u can bring some wings/
im 2 player made an u bitch made/
2 raw so ixnay off my dixnay/
ion need that girl she been tha swoop/
since the 10th grade/
to hit dat hoe a be cliche/
i aint got the time i wanna get paid/
got a stupid wall in my pocket/
fetish fa them semi automatics an my bitch get wet when i cock it/
hunned an fifty, a hunned an fifty/
got jessica erica, bobbi an whitney/
got monica, angela, genesis wit me/
my combo package is well worth the visit/
get cash get fetti/
so stereotypic/
dope j so great oh lord what a feeling/
but miss me wit sympathy bitch i be winnin/
i swear dat AR is comin its vicious/
respect fa respect but no we cant be friendly/
a check fa a check but no u cant be spendin/
2 fresh too clean call outkast to get me/
do music part time but pussy i live it/
its god in the flesh/
juh bask in my presense/
montgomery my city boy we bout to make it/
its ass in my section i bet she gon shake it/ (Aye What You Say?)
I-I-I lay it back, parlay wit my set/
betta come correct/
me myself and i too fuckin fresh/
make girls yell juh like tourettes/
im a hot boy so juvenile/
shawty talmbout make it wayne/
she betta juh zip it liike turk/
she kno i dont give a hoe no change?/ (Tf Wrong Wit Her?)
so high in the tree tops/
im bookin when i see cops/
deuce deuce in my possession
always first im neva second guessing/
match these plays together juh like its a puzzle/
s/o to ti got my own family hustle/
jus a country boy out to make it work/
tryna grind it out/
mite go cop some gold on these niggas, gon slug it out/
i be feelin like the man when i float thru/
eyes low from good purp shawty i cant see you!/
turn up on these niggas/
flexed up where my creatine/
my new name should be J Thriller/
im just tryna dodge these billie jeans/
thank u god i missed em/
runnin wit my team/
want respect like the medellin/
see us in streets shinin fresh like oil sheen/
if only u could see this effect in the beginning/
u wouldnt disrespect ni on point is what u see in me//
[Fire Adlibs]
Run It/ (Repeat) (x2)
Th-Th-Th Thats A Combo!/
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