1. |
Intro, or False Memories
01:56
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2. |
Proud
04:17
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Homegirl, best friend, second mother until the end
learn to fight, learn to write, speak the truth or just pretend
bodyguard walking home from school in the hood you knew all the rules
watching you fight off three dudes and I'm too young to fight these fools
my first example of cool and damn all your friends were cute
holding my hands to cross the street and though you tried to be discreet
in that drive-by at that laundry mat I knew why you had me on my feet
in the days of Malcolm X baseball T's something complex evolved around me
the hood is somewhere hard to be but you made sure it wasn't hard on me
with bills off, dad in jail, stomach empty, or just mad as hell
ain't no secret I'm glad to tell my big sister taught me well
first poet I ever respected a lifeline I never expected
if by the world I felt neglected from you I never saw rejection
from tough love to over protection, thankful for your discretion
thankful for every lesson never less than impressive
if you ever had a doubt now you'll never worry about this question
My first love, my wonder woman, ten months in her stomach
second child, your only boy, when life was wild you provided joy
can't deny I'm a chip off the old block
but you never lied or tried to diss my pops
walking us to school when fools threw rocks
I know you cried but you made the shit stop
never knew why they say you need a man
my mama made me a comic book fan
I got action figures, not lame niggas, no boyfriend trying to hit ya
no weekend granny had to get us cuz you skipped the drama and stayed with us
just you, me, and big sister so fuck the world if they don't fuck wit us
nothing to discuss with the lustful critics
never lose ya trust but i'm staying vicious
whether own boss or doing dishes I'd still feel your well wishes
asking you for help you never fail in wisdom
taking care of yourself and two separate visions
my ambition, my intuition, my whole life, my definition
didn't know her boy would get this fresh with the breath she'd give him
you gave me your best, so I'll express through this rhythm
no part of your presence that was never a blessing an unconditional yes to the original question
Old man, carbon copy, OG, future me
count the dominoes out my hand but there's more to your knowledge I can't see
I still can't believe they say that car hit my dude going seventy
and when you woke up all you asked is "Where's Crystal and Kc?"
I remember trips to visit you, first fell in love with a rear view
never held a grudge cuz what tears do, make you live in fear of what's near to you
so here's the truth no prison blues or missed years can cloud the proof
I'm proud of you, no doubt it's true, on that I'm clear and resolute
help from you came through letters in chains you can't do better
my name I'll change it never, yet remain your son forever
when they claim that I'm too clever spittin game on another level
it all came from what you and Beverly Jane put together
I know about your devils, stories of you became lessons
not every son gets to view his father as a legend
so many become martyrs you fought harder to be a presence
talkin about who I'm proud of if you bothered by the question
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3. |
BEAST
04:18
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Arch rivals are for archives a sharp mind with no education
I could define conjugation alliteration at acceleration
abolishing all adversaries and administering adoration
as anticipation anecdotes any assimilation
antiquated affectations are assigned anew all appropriate affirmations
axing Arian adjudication arbitrating African American appreciation
anti aberration amalgamations angelic abrasive affixed avocations a steep around asinine appropriations
afro agro asshole acquiring accolades awaiting
ascend, accel, apprehend, abatement
artful archery attacking board room to basement
big Black baby balling bad bitches battle basic
give a nigga two letters be amazed at how he lace it
Kc ain't playing and I know you tired of waiting
Really no reason why
you couldn't be this fly
you can be in the sky
Really no reason why
you couldn't be this fly
you can be in the sky
I ain't got no bullshit to sell em
I don't know what else to tell em I just BEAST
You ain't gotta lie if you want to rhyme
some niggas do it just to kick it I see it all the time
throwing shade at yo gradient mad cuz they ain't radiant
believing in bullshit be a bully or boss but i'm a beast
you call that spitting I call it cunnilingus
you just a derelict nigga come be my hook singer
but wait, I do that too, better than you
insecure twitter fingers on the move every time ya dude, beast
Battle Every Artist Starting Trouble
ain't no gangster and I don't need a huddle
rolling solo James Bond killing shit, online they feeling it
getting out my own mind so I can grind and really just beast
saying they never been down they lying about it
cuz every time you come around, yep, they crying about it
whisper talk it out or shout it ain't worried if ya doubt it
Really no reason why
you couldn't be this fly
you can be in the sky
Really no reason why
you couldn't be this fly
you can be in the sky
I ain't got no bullshit to sell em
I don't know what else to tell em I just BEAST
You can reach the zenith or ya zodiac
yak yak wit weak shit ya wack
xerox the vulva pussy niggas copycat
pulverize what you utilize scrutinize what you lack
bare back like a beast, so raw so smooth
contradicted myself yeah that's just what niggas do
through ultimatums and questions my verbatim suggestion
is go fuck ya self and count ya blessings
lil boy I aint ya reverend i'm just a beast
don't think i'm talking devil shit
but when you delve in you gotta measure in kelvin or celsius
we never been the wealthiest, never been the healthiest
bred us like animals so dont guess how a nigga just beast
so go ahead keep it rolling if ya motivated
clear ya head forget the extrapolating
pass the sky there's no limit to ya elevation
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4. |
Sweetest Wine
03:52
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What up, behold what the people say
he won't less shooting, she won't equal pay
they wanna close the boarder, I wanna reefer blaze
we want it right now, but need it yesterday
I'll speak of better days when I find a better way
see it when you get better pay they divide us up by more than race
gone are the days when they would hide they face
they sell every brand you chase
even got a badge if you thought you had space
we protest in place yet run for our lives
karma is credit I hope you don't get denied
embedded in these streets no sleep he gotta survive
she said it's study or sleep man she gotta survive
running out of time depends on you run it
thoughts on your mind clash with feelings in the stomach
if you can't find what you need you gotta become it
in your mind in your deeds and every action forthcoming
Really though you ain't mad cuz you know they hate
they never motivating what you trying to cultivate
you ain't tripping, keep it pimpin, you'll be just fine
life is living, you might get lemons, or sweetest wine
What's good my nigga tell me how you really feel
they say edit for radio but I won't lose appeal
the foolish will stay independent or chose a deal
not dependent on you get it but really how you use ya skill
ya favorite loser still so many fools up in my in grill
if it's cool we can chill I'll let your bruises heal
i'm still cruising through life's interludes trying to find the real
an attitude like being nude it aint hard to reveal
dude is ill, matter of fact, they say he kill
rumor mill, feed em lies, they favorite meal
sweetest wine, celebration, same days for real
adaptations through situations like matrix pills
red or blue if in debt to you make em pay the bill
I ain't the one to count dues but I know the critics will
keep it rocking until my muse say she lack the zeal
when you think the party stopping we gon' crack another seal
Really though you ain't mad cuz you know they hate
they never motivating what you trying to cultivate
you ain't tripping, keep it pimpin, you'll be just fine
life is living, you might get lemons, or sweetest wine
What's happening lil mama how you handle drama
you screenshotting problems or just duck and block em
some niggas stalk em, some niggas drop em, some niggas rob em
some niggas cuff em, some niggas love em, some niggas got em
but if you laughing off the third bar then there's a problem
some women contour they scars and they ain't never talking
these boys go too far destroying creation walking
employing demonization is the vocation often
so when that man in the mirror ends up in his coffin
without seeing it clearer you see a generation lost it
where they can place fear in ya they gon' make a profit
it's how the father got his why would the son stop it
to shun the topic is so myopic too many women live the biopic
in the culture all the vultures would never benefit if they loved ya
if they can't get down for ya they gonna try to stay above ya
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5. |
Reverie
04:05
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Diamond in the rough only God can appraise you
say Allah tell me who do you pray to
atheist so they say I'm unfaithful
didn't know my place so girl I had to chase you
and I can see two kids in a safe room
truth hid blew a kiss through her perfume
days I miss reminiscing dreams of being a groom
rubatosis got your heart feeling like a tomb
you can cry saying you played your part
if you wake up in a river don't lose ya spark
give ya lover lies and you'll see from the start
you can feed a double life that never dies in the dark
bring the truth to the light, everything's alright
I hope you live your life and you still shine bright
can I get it off my chest and give the girl dap
here's a joke to impress my name is Earl rap
All those dreams in your heart, you still want it don't ya
what you were feeling from the start, you still want it don't ya
you were down to play your part, but you'll let it be
the peace within your memories getting lost in your reverie
A pictures worth a thousand words her selfie would leave you speechless
for every new version the ego never teaches
that we can let it go and let the ones who love us reach us
but she may never know cuz they only love her features
tried to give em attitude but you let em download
being nude aint the only way to bare ya soul
but I know, it's good for the payroll no means no with no privacy control
ya life and times you monetized and sold
you don't like my rhyme you saying I'm too cold
I just want you to know to check these dudes intentions
some niggas acting like consent is a new invention
so many love to speak before they listen
say they want a freak then they wanna start dissin
been the lonely geek and a nigga had women
so all I know is we act how we get it
acting too committed backing out they not wit it
then ignore that ass and they tell you come get it
had me first and I wanted her last
getting in this verse forgive a nigga if he spaz
we don't take out time anyway
love and let it go for a better way
hope for a better day ya know what they never say
is where ya soul gravitates is based on past ways never let your love retrograde
All those dreams in your heart, there's no love without you
what you were feeling from the start, there's no start without you
you were down to play your part, fell apart without you
the peace within your memories getting lost without you
All those dreams in your heart, you still want it don't ya
what you were feeling from the start, you still want it don't ya
you were down to play your part, but you'll let it be
the peace within your memories getting lost in your reverie
They say rest in peace for the chaos we live through
it's only feat to cloud the love that they give you
you can try to find a reason for a rendezvous
like the seasons let it all come natural
it all comes after you the facts I learned
trying to review chapters of a book I burned
the looks i earned, the kiss I steal
from you i learned love is surreal
so I know I'll treat her good want I
and I bet you treat him good don't ya
feeling too good for it to ever haunt ya
reverie for the one you still wanting
one time for the first loves still on it
two times for breakups still running
three times for the single know it's still coming
for the one I'm writing girl you know I still love ya
All those dreams in your heart, there's no love without you
what you were feeling from the start, there's no start without you
you were down to play your part, fell apart without you
the peace within your memories getting lost without you
All those dreams in your heart, you still want it don't ya
what you were feeling from the start, you still want it don't ya
you were down to play your part, but you'll let it be
the peace within your memories getting lost in your reverie
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6. |
Be You
03:28
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Why yall niggas trippin
Why yall bitches crying
real ones know the difference
from who on it and who lying
just because you got it, don't mean you ain't hating
if I ain't seen you wit it that don't mean you wanna take it
nine to five but she basic, strippers with education
nigga said he carefree, really on probation
so really don't sweat how I rest on my laurels
you can suck a dick bitch gon' change ya morals
if you proud to be a ho get loud and on the floor
if you all about the dough be quick to let em know
you aint gotta lie to kick it, fuck or even smoke
I fuck wit ya when ya broke, like you kinfolk
aint gotta speak on ya pimpin game recognize game
trick it off with the lames or pay the toll in ya lane
Some of these niggas solid, some these brothers see through
some of these ho's be cool, some of these women lethal
some of yo people stay down, some of yo people leave
when they pointing fingers, be cool my nigga be you
Don't ask about my day ones
don't worry about my fam
in the past I might have been on one
getting down stay in my plans
just because they know you, don't mean they out there for you
how you telling her business if she not the one you spoke to
all you did was make a playlist, fool you aint no dj
if you ain't got no hang time, you don't get no replay
pick and roll with the flow skyhook to the goal
sometimes respect don't come wit money and ho's
so you wanna ball like a pro let all the people know
fake it till you make till you really going broke
they might cut for you or cut ya throat
said they got love for you wouldn't nothing but a quote
either speak on how you feel or don't say shit to me
the more they holla they real the more fake they be
Some of these niggas solid, some these brothers see through
some of these ho's be cool, some of these women lethal
some of yo people stay down, some of yo people leave
when they pointing fingers, be cool my nigga be you
I know what they thinking
whats this nigga thinking
rapping or he singing
acting like he got the reasons
just because I'm rapping, don't mean I'm out here trapping
just because you trappin, don't mean you should be rapping
you thought them fools was cool, just watch when they don't get paid
they know where yo bitch stay, even where yo kids lay
get dropped like Rousey or we can kick it like Holly Holm
feeling like Boosey I'm just glad to be home
smoke a beat like a losey in my zone on a track
I ain't sweet brother Numsie don't stab me in the back
more like a golden child with an older styke
mimosa's and pax ploom or O.E. and black and milds
no posters in the room just peace signs and paint
black lights and late nights lit mics and dank
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7. |
For You
03:44
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Wake and bake time to get that cake
another day in the life and it's all high stakes
niggas know the plan if they wanna lose
roll on over and hit that snooze
check my phone, check the news, check the haters, check the fools
wash my ass, burn some grass, gas I mash, making moves
rolling through the streets still the same ol' B
a bird I flip if you ain't low key
don't wanna trip if you don't know me
way too cool to play the fool for a G
don't need school to flip a oz better watch them dudes better know ya fee
raised without philosphy so fake is what they model be
everybody trippin can i get a witness
they rather hit a lick than do some business
see the side chick used to be other fishes
fuckboys used to be other niggas
so called friends saying they ain't fucking with ya
no love in the city got me feeling like Jigga
I got my paper, I got swisher, you got my digits if I really fuck with ya
Got papers for ya, I can vape it for ya
if I know ya, might even roll it for ya
we chillin smoking, no need for provoking
if you wanting that fake, I got nothing for ya
Been a long day and she made a strong play
to get me to her crib like right away
boss lady all up in ya face, landlord saying cough up the pay
driving home feel like a high speed chase
radio said Trump leading the race
Black lives matter but it don't feel that way
don't burn your flag girl burn this J
life's a drag but it'll be ok, work twice as hard just to have your say
on her guard then she leaned this way
leave yo problems all up in this haze
so if the answers don't come today, all our chances up and run away
dial me up just to see my face, guaranteed this is what I'll say
Got papers for ya, I can vape it for ya
if I know ya, might even roll it for ya
we chillin smoking, no need for provoking
if you wanting that fake, I got nothing for ya
Calypso cream on blue dream I like to sip I might lean
we not high we sight seeing, you so fly what you like being
what yo life is, what yo life ain't
fuck what they say and what they can't
they wanna pick the color but won't mix the paint
disdain from another I can't entertain
ain't hard to explain brother get ya own lane
they wanna cause you pain I can't tell you why
all they have to do is try, don't you let it blow your high
keep your head up with your vibe
all I ever need to ride, is just me myself and I
don't take me low and we'll get high
Got papers for ya, I can vape it for ya
if I know ya, might even roll it for ya
we chillin smoking, no need for provoking
if you wanting that fake, I got nothing for ya
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8. |
Regrets
02:37
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I guess in the mean time there's nothing left to say
really you seem fine but I know you like to play
if you can't be mine I can walk away
but I can't leave until you know I love you babe
You say you love me but really you sick of me
got you tripping acting ugly i'm wondering why you buggin
rubbing you the wrong way we drift another day
can't see the gift when the wrapping too shiny not to play
you know too much to not say how you feel
don't want violent but silent treatment seems surreal
some reasons we reveal some wounds we let heal
I ain't waiting for a new moon or what a zodiac might reveal
kodaks you didn't want to take, promises you love to break
inviting your friends every time we on a date
a feeling you hate when the end feels inevitable
it's incredible how you put more into hypotheticals
what if you did this, what if you did that
what if you gave a fuck and tried to love a nigga back
what if I did this, what if I did that
well if you giving up love there's no going back
I guess in the mean time there's nothing left to say
really you seem fine but I know you like to play
if you can't be mine I can walk away
but I can't leave until you know I love you babe
So who you loving who you wanna be fucking
nothing from nothing leads to nothing
I hope the reason you cuffin
isn't to be codependent some need to check they intentions
women use men and men use women
so if we all human what's the beef with criticism
you learn to read the music but you can't feel the rhythm
tried to give it more time but in her heart she walked away
she tried to give him space all he did was run and skirt chase
to embrace what you don't know, waiting for what may never grow
do I love you more than I know you love you more than you know
how can I decipher a pain ya pride won't let you show
well if you did it nigga you should know, I know
well if you love her you should let her go, that's cold
not much to it if you love me you stay
chillin with her new man lying to my face
making sure her life was straight before taking mine away
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9. |
Feelin It ( Hip Hop )
03:54
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Gimme the loot, gimme the loot, nobody breathe, nobody shoot
bullets singing love songs and they so into you
sike, just playing, but in full is how you paying me
got lyrics by the pound run the jewels is what I'm saying B
when I drop jewels they come straight from the crown
johnny Blaze a lil J when I jam and get down
in my DM she can C, I'm revved and running
can I kick it more than triplets in a mother's stomach
from PM to dawn around six in the morning
we can talk about sex or u-n-i-t-y
she like the cars with the boom supersonic superfly
she want a roughneck with the chronic when the paper get thin
the only reason ya doubt ya mind playing tricks agains
push it along to the tip of the cliff now check the method
too live for a crew k solo with the effort
i used to love her till she went diggin for the gold
so i told her do you maybe we'll meet at the crossroads
went to see a pimp he said don't love these ho's
so dont get it twisted i bust a rhyme like a tech nine
strictly for my niggas who might learn to pimp a butterfly
start from your right to your left to your third eye
if I got five on it gon' let me ride
Hercules Hercules lift a planet if you please
rock the bells from down south to west coast and overseas
east coast and up north midwest to OKC
AtLiens beam me up if you feel the frequency
there is a dark side and from the far side you can see
there's only forty water on the roots of my apple tree
I can be slim and shady or your dude to the extreme
Americas most wanted like a public enemy
knowledge rules everything around me
underground king if you feel the need to crown me
a feeling of the soul my hieroglyphics are astounding
ya funny flow is foreign only native toungues surround me
too slick with my blueprint if ya future looking odd
the biggest punishment is not going deep when ya mob
beast on these boys you can say i rap a lot
diamond mind grind add funk or add rock
oh baby you know the biz might spit or beatbox
miseducated with wackness and you need to detox
with cash money theres no limit to ya capers
dont let party and bullshit leave yo ass with the vapors
so F you to the ones only here for the paper
I'm Hip Hop by nature, not cuz I hate ya
I don't know about they swag but I know Hip Hop
I don't know about they paper but I know my shit rock
so in love with the haters they would die if it stop
throw ya hands up high if you feeling Hip Hop
throw ya hands up high if you feeling Hip Hop
Hip Hop Hip Hip Hop Hip Hop hooray
thow ya hands up high if you feeling Hip Hop
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot, I'm just an angry bootlegger
a Madvillain in ya queue
Mos Def to do right and kill everything that I see
getting to it asap and collect my currensy
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10. |
Same Days
02:53
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Sometimes we get jaded, lost in our ways
even our day ones can't see the same days
sometimes we get faded, caught in a daze
the one's that make it, we celebrate the same days
They say to each his own sometimes to reach the throne
you can keep the army strong or just go it alone
I keep a blunt in my zone a few dreams in my dome
through the seasons I roam believing where I belong
is right at home in any space that I conceive
with no lying lips to speak on what I achieve
without thieving hands trying to take what I need
if you escape you bleed if you stay you die
they pave the road to hell with intentions and tries
the ambition of liars and they worlds they create
optimism twisted into a means of escape
what you mean it's too late, you know demons love to wait
absentees procrastinate hustlers pushing fate
give it all or give up the only way I debate
show out when you show up and tell em save the date
for the highs and the lows that we both celebrate
Sometimes we get jaded, lost in our ways
even our day ones can't see the same days
sometimes we get faded, caught in a daze
the one's that make it, we celebrate the same days
All going through the same story when young
but never staying with the one you learned the lesson from
you say that stressing left you numb from that presence you had to run
no effort you left undone but that blessing it never comes
I'm sleeping in don't wake me up when it's time to die
so if my dream doesn't end on the other side
then hell is just a daydream and heaven might be real life
memory lane might be real nice with no fork in the road
the pain in the path of what you want and what you chose
just a simple turn to a world you'll never know
turn the volume level low on regrets and misgiving
one day your best could forget that you living
just take it and roll with it, embrace no control in it
keep chasing goals and placing your soul in it
I keep what I kill and give life to the real
Da Beatnik, Da Slap Chief, man yall know the deal
Sometimes we get jaded, lost in our ways
even our day ones can't see the same days
sometimes we get faded, caught in a daze
the one's that make it, we celebrate the same days
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11. |
The Intermission
04:14
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What's the point in pretending you strong
all your motivation came from a breakup song
so, to the left, to the left, stage left
did you forget your lines or you going deaf
you a Halle Berry girl, you a Blanchett
I see you crying but your eyes ain't wet
now ya lies ain't fresh I know I heard it before
but I love it when you on can I get an encore
sweep the roses off the floor flash a smile to the spotlight
the way you run through it girl I know you taught right
so when they strike the props, when the clapping stops
no more acting just us in the backdrop
it is what it is you can leave for the critics
if you check the review it might say it was vicious
now you on again saying you can see the vision
turn my world into a stage now I need an intermission
Lying from our lips like we reading from a script
No need for evidence we can feel it in our hips
if you want to leave you know you don't need permission
tired of all this acting girl we need an intermission
Downstage, upstage, tell me where yo passion lays
if this ain't for certain, we can close the curtain
What's the point in rehearsing you know the lines
I know you love to hear me run em like old times
another smooth monologue are you hip to me
or just plotting revenge in your soliloquy
I'm your Denzel girl, I'm your Poitier
this is improv, always know what to say
before you play that role better know ya reach
I'm a natural honey not the one to teach
you can roll your eyes you can grit your teeth
take all your cries work em in my speech
make you wonder why you question me
call it pimpin or directing just make em believe
if you caught me kissing her it was just practice
if you missing what we were it was just acting
we can cross each others path till the stage crashes
or stop reciting these lines when they say action
Lying from our lips like we reading from a script
No need for evidence we can feel it in our hips
if you want to leave you know you don't need permission
tired of all this acting girl we need an intermission
Downstage, upstage, tell me where yo passion lays
if this ain't for certain, we can close the curtain
No heart in a revival we'll retire the script
take ya final bow blow one last kiss
of course we'll have other parts, in other plays
but they'll say that was our best role our best days
kind of drama that could fill the whole house
let you play yo part i'm just trying to feel you out
getting lost in the tease of your burlesque
caught up in the ease of how it turned grotesque
keep it fresh, learn how to write for yourself
even behind the scenes you project your wealth
rumors and lies come at no surprise
what hurts is the truth in every reprise
so break a leg I know you hate to beg
beware of close ties that keep the darkness fed
so when the narratives won just make the character yours
for the way it was done they say we need an award
Lying from our lips like we reading from a script
No need for evidence we can feel it in our hips
if you want to leave you know you don't need permission
tired of all this acting girl we need an intermission
Downstage, upstage, tell me where yo passion lays
if this ain't for certain, we can close the curtain
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