1. |
Best There Is
03:46
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Huh, this crooked life like Pookie pipe, we folding under pressure
We going crazy bout' to take the tech off Nas dresser
Who gives a fuck if we breathing, I can not call that blessings
My money is funny, it's Richard Pryor, it's stressing too much
Golden liquor exquisite yachts is a must
Poppin' tags fresh linen now bitches just wanna crush
Days looking Don Lemon so bright we living it up
And throwing up middle fingers cause living great is what's up
Huh, cash rules, word is bond, now check out my philosophy
Mercy mercy me I'm transcending through the ecology
Niggas dying the same ways, cursing the monotony
Guns fire screeching tires, peel off from the cops you see the cycle's tailor-made
Getting fresh for all these younger niggas
Cause in my city all these triggers pulled by younger hitters
Damn, d-damn if you do and damn if you don't
This survival of the fittest, your highness king of these ropes huh
Van Glorious
Best of the best though
Worst nightmare to a dreamchaser but slept on
Painters to portraits who leave a trace
And a sketch drawn
So either art is imitating life or I'm dead wrong
Mind right, head strong
Stepping off a stepping stone
Uncrowned kings on the underground
Sharing thrones
Heir to my own it's apparent Sincerely Yours Royal
Don't let me go in my bag
You know that boy spoiled
Loyal to me and mines
Until we striking oil
We just barely scratch the surface
Doing dirt beneath the soil
Plans foiled in a jam
As a man blood boils
Can't under my skin
The myth is I am mortal
Stand before you and after
Thought is already captured
96 In the mix and the song
Artfully mastered
Start it then take it backwards
Had to take it apart
Just to put this shit back together
A legend making his mark
Sincerely Yours
Money mo' money love me don't love me it's whatever
Never bummy I'm jumping Monday to Sunday
(Let em know)
I'm going Nat Turner for the back burner
Darkened up my soul like I got a past of masked murders
Freaking the beats balls deep like freak of the week
Drill em so hard I should have dreads and a Chop beat
Jean jackets with no sleeves, a pair of Robbins jeans
Saggin down to my knees or nah?
(Maann please)
I'm just saying I kill it, bring it back to life
Kill it again, to make em feel it again
Incarcerated ebola, sick with the pen
Hadiesel saturating the easel they can't pretend
We the best, enemies grey-haired from the stress
Guess who still be standing here when no one is left
When your destiny's replaced, to the left to the left, uh
Guilty of being illest I now confess
The spirit of the west side so heavy
Woofers in the vans man them high top chevys
Young yahweh is on a mission for the fetty
Bout to take the whole game over nigga if they let me
Be immortal so the power stays infinite
I listen to these niggas and I ask where the feelin went
Air tech challenge on my feet like I'm in Wimbledon
I give you inspiration I'm the connect no middlemen
Committed sins and I dealt with consequences
I'm a father to you niggas room full of co-dependants
I'm a dream chaser mind is filled with many visions
I represent the scholars and them niggas water whippin'
Coke flippin' tryna turn it to some real estate
Escaped a lot of rocky roads plus I know that God is great
Humble beginnings turn to monumental endings
All praces dew and we stay winnin'
Yahweh!
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2. |
Step It Up feat. Slot-A
05:13
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Let me testify
NRFS body niggas, who's the next to try
I'll blind you like it's Lester's eye
We Deebo'ing and steamrollin'
Weak showman who trash rap Fe-Fi-Fo'in so Jack
Catch him falling from the top of the Neakstalk
Translate, kill you niggas even through sleepwalk
Your fanbase blowing the freebase
If they think you money nigga, guess I'm a cheapskate
Don't let em Smoke Rock like a Pete tape
Retirement rely withcho' environment
Chills watching you fade, my crew sharpen my iron and
Swinging like I'm Conan little brother
Goal is to stack chips, flash whips little sucka
I'm so Chi homie I might rock a Goose at the Grammys
#3, Bevel fade, preparing for your girl's panties
Hadee, Sincere, F.A.B.L.E., we family
And any nigga wanna step up gone feel these hands see ah ah yo
Step it up niggas better step it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
I tear it up a treasure never been enough
In comparison and still a diamond in the rough
If you think about where I can take it off the cuff
Chasing all the bucks I came from all the days of Carter 1
Grazing all I touch, straight revolving taking all the ones
Taking all the huns daily, why they hating on the ones
I'll take a break when I got aces in my touch
Step it up niggas better step it up
I know you can't throw them hands why I keep the weapon tucked
Can't look me eye to eye because you never measured up
Useless to the world you better off in heaven bruh
Im Megatron you regular etcetera etcetera
Step it up, you hoping I settle up
But it ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up
Make you wish a beat or mic is something that you never touched
This is a revolution go ahead and give it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
Black on niggas like Forest Whitaker neck
No respect, keep low and stretch cash
Downward dog your main, fresh bags of fly shit
SP's fittin' like Jesus sandals
Have you fall on the flooring like Mike Tys' arms
Disarm her with charm and end up in her undergarments
Pus' smelling like salmon cakes, trust me, my ego's enormous
The flyest bummy nigga livin', spit scripture and preach
You boxin' wits, with a nigga with Ali's agilities and God's reach
We don't back bite, we bless ops with red noses
Rude off impulse, I reign deer, the king is here
Call me Jaffe Jo nigga
Step it up niggas better step it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
Stand tall like the coliseums in Rome
God particles in my blood you niggas is clones
Arm leg leg arm head the power is shown
You know the infinite is limitless I'm still in my zone
If you fire a desert eagle then expect that kick back
The way we body the stage might not get yo chick back
You niggas sweet like candy I call y'all kit-kat
From the era of gangstas you'll get yo chain snatched
Trigger fiddlin' index need Ritalin
Fill it in wit collagen wit the pen I'm artisan
Rhyme scheme on Kareem Hardison it's a different world
A criminal wit residuals and my niggas thorough
I write lines in a place beyond the pines
Ya 7 seconds is up rap career is a vine
I'm like a young Calvin Klein I'm blessed wit divine shine
The fabrics is immaculate I've entered my prime
YAHWEH!
Step it up niggas better step it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
You know ain't no letting up when I start to wet it up
Step it up niggas better step it up
Step in this bitch on cue dog
With 2 balls
Trying to find the pocket like pool halls
To pull sharks
Full off gas
Masked pulled off
Soon to do the fool on they ass
I'm passed bull
Dog
Rumor has it true to my craft
But trash schoolyards
Assuming that it's you in my class
I laugh to hard
Niggas know the flow no joke
Only the money funny
Figures though
Can't go broke knowing I'm money hungry
Bet your bottom dollar
Threat of a top shotta
Message left in a thread
Up next or it's pop collars
Got to be bad to the bone gristle
With no tissue
It's no shitting you
So official it's blowing whistles
A certified track killer
That nigga
That'll catch you in the blink of an eye
I'm Jack Thriller
Fact these motherfuckers don't want smoke
I pack swishers
Get lit and put it all on wax
I'm back bitches
Step it up!
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Another day, another dollar
Got to be up next like the ring around the collar
At the height of my success
I'm God blessed by the Father
Taking stress from my mama
Writing checks for my daughter
Penhouse, city lights, dolla dolla bill y'all
Floor-to-ceiling windows, not a feeling better still y'all
I'm a dreamer so my mental never still y'all
Turning new leaves like it's Autumn man I can't fall
Your arms is too short to hotbox wit yahweh
Graduatin wit honors call me suma cum laude
Slick Rick on you crumbs can I get a ladi dadi
Box Caprice Chevy candy paint on the body
And we show the way that we can get it
Another digit getting added as I'm gettin up the ladder where I fit in
Straight to the top, shining when I hit the blocks
This is pot of gold risen to the top gettin lots of it
Another day another dollar
I speak truth from the mouth so come and get with this
It don't take a whole day to recognize
Aw shit it's on
Another day another dollar
I speak truth from the mouth so come and get with this
It don't take a whole day to recognize
Aw shit it's on
Dollar for dollar don't bother stopping my blue collar
True scholar move farther, bastard like two fathers
You know I got it, stash under the carpet
Rubber bands on the grands tucked in the shoe boxes
Them shoeboxes tucked under the mattress
The same ones my young niggas use to bust the backflips
Counter clock-wise thats the motion of the coke whip
Walking on the plank blackbeard make you jump ship
Jump ship and jump around cause we the best, Khalid
Ladies first when we chilling spending green salad
Lift my niggas up, ghetto dream, so palad
All-in-all I want it all, yo I gotta have it
I got to have it so drive is on automatic
Flyer than autopilot try not to get caught in traffic
Frequently need the mileage
Keeping me on my axis
The challenge ain't nothing new
In my shoes might lose your balance
Another day another dollar
I speak truth from the mouth so come and get with this
It don't take a whole day to recognize
Aw shit it's on
Another day another dollar
I speak truth from the mouth so come and get with this
It don't take a whole day to recognize
Aw shit it's on
They shoulda never gave u niggas money
It get you in them sticky situations like honey
The prettiest of women insides so ugly
In my DMX voice, what the chickens want from me
Want money in the bank till no comparison
Dreamed since an early date getting paper like Hammermill
Only have the best for the rest of the time I'm standing here
Aiming for the stratosphere
Haters rather see me losing it, that's what they rather hear
Heard word
Nigga I done heard worse
Working on my nerve first
Serving up a third verse
One is for the money honey
Two is for the crew
Three for company
You love me then it's love from me to you
It's all love even when I see a screwface
No time spent on it, crucify the cheapskate
Drive slow, homie, erraa, drive slow
Gotta make it through these times, bless em up, let em know
Another day another dollar
I speak truth from the mouth so come and get with this
It don't take a whole day to recognize
Aw shit it's on
Another day another dollar
I speak truth from the mouth so come and get with this
It don't take a whole day to recognize
Aw shit it's on
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I was conceived thru a persistent seed
My mama gave me game young Super Mario 3
My he-man power sword kept them snakes from 'round me
Fun-dip in my hand my big wheel's beside me
I'd ride to the park and try get my flips up
Got punched in the face had to put my dukes up
Lil kid tried to bully me cuz I had glasses
Had the right and left ready threw them hands the fastest
Mom and pops divorced I'm mad at errbody
Lost touch wit pops hate was growing inside me
No reflection in the mirror I was tryna find me
Satan at my front door he was tryna sign me
Made a lot of mistakes and some bad decisions
Thank the Lord I didn't end up dead or in prison
Found freedom in the honesty and learned some discipline
All praises due and the power is infinite
80's baby
Go crazy
But 96 when I started
The artist formerly known as Sincerely Yours
On the market
Corners towards apartments
Ciphers to writing sessions
Like the type to go hardest and hope it's the right direction
Going farther than I ever imagined
Was all a dream
Second thoughts that never lead to a plan
Called how it's seen
Father God
I'm just trying to be the man but it seems
Ain't in the stars or the cards
Stretch the hands of a king
Oh Lord
So on and so forth
Now what you got to show for
Drive like a chauffeur
Ride till I go off
Trying not to show hurt
Grind till it's no more
Or till I got the keys on lock
Opening closed doors
Pokerfaced
But never been a joke
I take
The bitter with the sweet and fill these sheets before I draw a blank
Simple and plain I put the paint where it ain't
Like putting cash on the flow
To take it straight to the bank
So check me out
Fighting for that window seat to hear the speakers bang bang
Rollin' with my brother, 2pacalypse replays
Little yougin' seeking why he pour a little liquor
Live a little life and literally I get it while it's ritu-al
From hella woes, contemplating GD's or 4's
To join
Who I'm foolin' I'm from the burbs boy
But best believe I got the Chi with me
I can't forget my Compton/LB niggas, there was a time when we
Be straight ballin' crossing niggas like Sunset, Park
The wheels are turnin' then we hit the Slauson
And sought the girls out, Casanova not
Ugly duckling wasn't worried bout me now they want my Johnson out
No sir, huh, one woman man
Give that girl my Rare Earth like soul rock that's what she's worth
Nostalgia, nothing sweeter
Than reminiscing on the thangs that make you all a believer
Abracadabra, been trying to make magic
Ever since God put the paint to my blank canvas
Straight passion flowing thru my veins faster
Was a dreamer but now a believer
Drama that I've seen put my heart in the freezer
Spent days getting high like a pair of tweeters
Uh
Drinking High Life in the evening
Grandma looking at me like boy you need Jesus
Too concerned about having cars that leave you speechless
To realize for true happiness you don't need it
Where can I find a fix for a natural high
Man I grew up in the ghetto we was barely getting by
But I know you know the story you probably can tell it for me
No silver spoon, nobody there made this money for me
It's hard to get the glory and fight the son of the morning
But I'm just living life whether it's sunny or stormy
Yuh
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5. |
Rolls Royce Dreamin'
05:29
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We coupe shopping, cigar clippin' the streets watching
Hi haters, on sale those respirators
Queue the cockpit, word to Dilla, you know we hot shit
Tailor-made clothes, elaborate, no concoction
Cologne for the collar, coin phrases for dollars
Money sauced up thinking outshining me is an option, nope
Uh huh, Teddy P flow beard gang
My queen kiss it and tell me hit it, I'm all game
I don't want it but naturally I attract fame
Something like a moth to a flame till them shooters aim
Nothing nice when your body come with a price tag
Old friends or newer friends don't matter leave you toe-tagged
Foreign denim, exotic gold
Fresh from the Motherland, peep out the jail pose
Ghetto ghetto dreams so Common, we so close
Push it the limit to we screaming we got it that how it goes
Live it up
Yo
Rolls royce dreaming
Dollar signs all on my mind I stay scheming
Game just dripping, we keeping them all fiending
Nothing feel better than the freedom
Oh, that money coming in, we'll be alright
Stack them chips until we touch the sky
Oh yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, I'm on my rolls royce shit
Super classic when I'm passing yeah they know the boy spit
Yea yeah, by the gods of game I was anointed
Not my choice, connected to poise like my conjoined twin
Voice for the voiceless never miss an appointment
Leaning in like an OG bending corners, suicide door shit
Gripping the steering wheel
Hoes moist and they wanna feel
Wanna get up on it cause they know the deal
Them rims glisten every time they spin
I swear I got the back hand of a thousand men
Cashmere trench coat and its speckled with grey
I'm in that P1 McLaren watch it take my away
An unforgettable voyage its the coming of age
Its like frankincense and myrrh with a sprinkle of sage
I squirm out the jam never been caught with the fade
The oyster is perpetual a symbol of grace
What you say
Yo
Rolls royce dreaming
Dollar signs all on my mind I stay scheming
Game just dripping, we keeping them all fiending
Nothing feel better than the freedom
Oh, that money coming in, we'll be alright
Stack them chips until we touch the sky
Oh yeah, yeah
Thinking is cashmere
Pennies for thoughts, right?
Pardon the cash flow
Cost to be boss like
Cut from a fine cloth
Short of the fraud type
Realest shit I never wrote but saw it in foresight
Unsure if it's all hype
Start with it's alright
Get off like
Call Mic (Mike)
On for them long nights
A product of that hard life
Charge like soft white
That Mark Price
Way I drive a bargain exhaust pipes
That's panoramic to Panameras in Panama
Picture my niggas rolling in Porsches from holding handle bars
Can't hold these horses been Sincerely Yours from analog
Now everything is digital
At minimal I plan to ball
Oh and the women
They resemble Diana Ross
Paths cross
Give a signal and nail them for manicures
Bitch I'm the man
Give a damn it dog
Cool cat trying to get my groove back
News flash
Daddy's home
Yo
Rolls royce dreaming
Dollar signs all on my mind I stay scheming
Game just dripping, we keeping them all fiending
Nothing feel better than the freedom
Oh, that money coming in, we'll be alright
Stack them chips until we touch the sky
Oh yeah, yeah
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6. |
What You Gonna Do
04:22
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What you gon do
Space and opportunity between us, oh yea
I see something I like and I'm tryna make u mine tonight
What you gon do
We can be more than just friends
Where the sunshine won't end
But before the story begins tell me
What you gon do?
Me and you nothing else, huh, kinda different
Conversation limitless, everything is interesting
The smile the glow, the intellect, the flow
On how we vibin' like our love is like a decade old
You probably heard I'm something like a decade hoe
See a woman, see her flaws, play on em and now she cold
Well, that's something like the old me
Better now, better how, dating with a purpose, pick your wedding gown
Yo, for now, can't front I'm peeping that fat ass
Lights low, playing vinyl, pumping Pendergrass
Tryna not to push it push it real good
Knowing sex changes everything, just go play "The Wood"
I wanna show you off, take you out, taking you shopping
Take your heart, take a moment, take a photo, go and post it
Let the world know we something they gotta see
Just block out all the madness baby it's you and me, we gone
What you gon do
Space and opportunity between us, oh yea
I see something I like and I'm tryna make u mine tonight
What you gon do
We can be more than just friends
Where the sunshine won't end
But before the story begins tell me
What you gon do?
Want me to lock it down or just to knock it down
I pop my collar even harder once I pop it down
I never drown when I'm floating in your ocean
I am holding on the moments with a dose of your aroma
Fragrance like a queen raised from the ancients
Visions of Nefertiti, you're graffiti to the train strip
In my eyes, 20/20 vision on your thighs
Mind on pressing on the reset
More like Michael Phelps, I'm past getting feet wet
You're dealing with the upper echelon not a reject
Hadiesel
Have you thinking twice about the guys up in your life
I'll slay that thang out of spite of the wrongs I'm trying to right
I'm the guided light to your brighter days
When you're trying to get over the ways you were kinda played
And let go my lady just let go
Not because you want to, just because I said so
What you gon do
Space and opportunity between us, oh yea
I see something I like and I'm tryna make u mine tonight
What you gon do
We can be more than just friends
Where the sunshine won't end
But before the story begins tell me
What you gon do?
Now tell me what you gone do baby
Long as you're comfortable lady
It's on you baby
Let me know
Go with the flow cause you got it
Honest I'm trying to get it
I ain't got to lie to kick it
Honestly I'm trying to hit it
Visualize me in it
You tempted but kind of timid
Cool
Chilling in your living room
Till I dip in your swimming pool
Wet enough to drown in your love
Girl I'm so into you
Bringing something out of me huh
Not just an interview
Just a question no second guessing at all
Just tell that's what you're on
And we'll pick up where we left off
Either way no stressing at all
Too much respect for your mind
Your body tell me to call
I thought your text was a sign
You hit my line when it was late night
Told me come over and you know I didn't think twice
Could take it slower if you wanna
Cause ain't no rush if we crushing
I'm just saying if you want it
Quit playing
Got to speak up and tell me
What you gon do
Space and opportunity between us, oh yea
I see something I like and I'm tryna make u mine tonight
What you gon do
We can be more than just friends
Where the sunshine won't end
But before the story begins tell me
What you gon do?
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7. |
Shine Like Dilla
03:38
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Coulda died a few years ago
With a bullet in my cranial
Saw the hate glowing in they eyes
Bout to leave my mama traumatized, drama don't apologize
Feeling Ras Kass-y, Eldridge Cleaver, soul on ice
Love is hidden but the hate knowing no disguise
Why the world keep trying to get us out, pushing
We just trying to pop bottles on a couch cushion
Laugh and joke around, roll up and blow a cloud
Homies that hold me down and hoes that wanna know me now
Just tell em my name Popeye, blow me down
Lord, coat my brows with the golden crown
Hang it low '01 Jay Z style
This the blueprint, no sequel, just choke it down
We became men only knowing the streets
Letting experience teach to get the reach
Them young chi niggas back to business
Stack the bread relentless, the flow stupendous
Twinkies on the big body 600 Benz
Niggas is unfocused adjust ya lenses
The lames mad at me cuz they chick stay choosin'
Ya need to mind ya own that's why niggas is losin'
The type of nigga that make common sense confusing
The chains on my neck make a optical illusion
West side til the death of me, I'm in my glow now
She rockin' K-Swiss, then she prolly a bustdown
Niggas ain't throwin' fists they just pickin' up guns now
Hustlas throwing white in the street like snowplow
You can't be on the team if u lack the vision
I wanna lead u the promise land man on a mission
Yahweh don't spit bars I spit prisons
Talk greasy u end up wit ya whole jaw missin'
The most known unknown, sometimes I wanna leave home
Get a Jersey zip-code like Ye' and be on
Blow up like he did it and critics call me obnoxious
How you handle fame when the feelin' reframe from the cockpits
Metaphor, the heavens, the Watch List
The fear is preposterous, these scars affecting Mufasa's
Lying (lion) kings saying they cool, fools gold
Fooling they own soul, depression they fish-bowl
Who the enemy?
Love thyself beyond the fashion and Hennesy
Love thyself beyond the cash and the trilogy
Sleeping with hoes who never know they part of polygamy
Speak the Gospel, set you free
Tears pouring piling up, Chesapeake Bay
Let the masterpiece play, we don't care what y'all say
So it's pedal to the medal before the medal would kill me
Never leave and settle for something that kill the real me
The heir to a throne built from the ground up
A kingpin (pen) with the ink tilting my crown
To think I've been on the brink of dropping a jewel or (jeweler)
Two or fewer
Just shedding light
Hard to say goodbye but to try is easy (Eazy) as Eric Wright
Heir about myself is like entitled to an entire
Empire
Spit fire
I don't get tired when I'm inspired
Used to getting wired when in dire need
The irony of Iron Man
Fighting for the life of me
And I can see the finish
Line of scrimmage
Ain't a game at all
Instead of blaming God
Trained to brawl (bra)
Quick to raise the bar
Say it with my chest and let you feel it if you're real enough
Still in the cut
Just to get the feeling of a million bucks
If time is money
In a rush
Hustle in a hour flat
Peep the story
People sleeping on me
Took a power nap
Heat was on me
Beef to keep me hungry
Now I'm bouncing back
Demons off the leash
To keep them off of me
Counteract
And on account of that
More to me it means to counting stacks
Sacrifice and passion of Christ
Speak of my style of rap
So how is that I raise hell
Can't tell
Heaven knows
Loud pack
Taking L's (El's)
Brain cells (sells)
Hella smoke
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Yo, we 4 kings in this bitch
Type of niggas that will have your queens feenin’ for the dick
We the shit, we the bottom, we the sewer, we don’t fuck around
This for my dogs on top of shit, who Snoopin’ now
I’m only talking in dollar signs
I’ll Ty (tie) dollas
To get farther from hooded niggas who shoot and follow that Cold Heart
Jesus, what the fuck we turnin’ to to get far
Thug life, bound to it, Yeezus
Been fresh, been the shit, been what you ain’t never been
Slept on, overlooked, Olivia to many men
Scandal-lous, I’m feeling it like I’m old-school
Until I kick a few flows and they don’t notice you, ah
Notice that it’s our time, we undeniable
NRFS, superstars, we Tetso and Youth
That’s on my life, on my life and I say it loud
We legendary, legend ready, we don’t fuck around
Get em, we got em, in the middle of Sodom
I hit the switch on a problem and get it lit from the bottom
Finna get on top of the commas and move the margin
Get looser than new pajamas when moving right thru the pardon
I started in the heart of the enemies and the martyrs
Never wanna sing the soliloq’ of disregarded
I arrived 100 times stronger than former minds
Of success and fail I’m tightroping the borderlines
Let me die immortalized like Tupac Shakur and Miles Davis
May this define the organization
Patience, virtues, the basics
Faceless, ageless on a quest for the paper
Hell nah can’t hold me back
Not even the police coulda told me that, Lord
You see me, I’m right here till the night clear
Born in the fights for Starter jackets and Nike Airs
Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
Yo
Ambitions of a rider
Sentenced to transition
Click and I get inspired
Pen and pad it was written
Spitting it through the wire
Gift of gab in my clenches
Grip is just getting tighter
Slip a jab in the trenches
Defensive
I've been a fighter
Kicking ass when I'm injured
No kicking back when I'm tired
Getting back to the business
Point they had to admire
Admit I'm back with a vengeance
That feeling back on arrival
In idle time was writing rhymes
Trying to find some light to shine
Power in my darkest hour
Doubt you out this light of mine
How about them apples
Took some lemons made some lemonade
Wheeling till I'm in the shade
Chilling spilling minute maid
Feeling it
I'm talking juice
That's if you follow
Crack a bottle
Get the message
Check the method to the model
Motto used to be
Don't get no better
Chest was full of sorrow
On the benches sitting pressed
But now I'm flexing my bravado
Stand strong
Going hard dog, not for the small talk
Knowing this a soft bite, after a large bark
Different game par-lean, pa like Kane
Will leave y’all like Cain, niggas know I’m Abel
This is trey like the pound, not Dre with the style
Ice tray for your smile if you mouth off
I got hunger in my veins, probably gnaw a nigga arm off
Not worried about who came or who remains in the face off
I work damn hard no days off
Sun up to sun down it still takes a man just to raise one
You feeding bitches lies, i’m feeding bitches Iams
Read between the lines, they just happen to get mine
From the border to the state line
Corners to the baseline, dreamer on a deadline
Trying to make time when it ain’t time
Nigga
Going overtime
Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
Streets wanna take my body, I just wanna be somebody
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
Ooh oohh, ooh oohh
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9. |
Walking In Our Own Lane
06:44
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Yo
Came from cheaters
Moms and pops, didn’t need believers
Ran off made me a seed that is so amazing
Tooting my own horn
Thinking about faintly how I found this rap
Found my soul
Big brother showed me all these flows
Wanna be like him, wanna be cold
But that fork we saw gave us two roads, and he fell back
I felt short, felt slighted
Felt dreams get deferred and I put that pen down
I felt lost and I felt these things when I talked to you, but I let that go
Manifests itself in the fuel that I use right now when I speak my woes
And I swear I’ma close that door
Met Sincere and I met the scene
I met F.A.B.L.E. we was getting jipped by these promoter thieves
Lord my life would change when I met Hadee
All this Chicago haters city ish just went out the window
And if you ask me at this moment, we not friends, we kinfolk
You know how family matters, Winslow
When life do or die, no Belo
Remember trying to prove myself now these rappers all like skidrow
I’m glad this journey came about and it gave me my success
Now this chip that’s on my shoulder just that passion that got me blessed
Forever never seems that long until you’re grown
We live for all the pride and joys and all the pain
We leaving legacies behind for when we gone
So we just walking in own lane
Forever never seems that long until you’re grown
We live for all the pride and joys and all the pain
We leaving legacies behind for when we gone
So we just walking in our own lane
Little Brother was my big brother, Pooh, Phonte and 9th Wonder
My mind wondered for 9 summers, will I ever get to shine for em
Daddy played the guitar, Uncle Eldee on the bass
I share with them the features on my face
Got my future on my plate
I'm a picky eater
Lord
I dropped the senorita that I loved without even flinching or blinking, uh
Reese he was my big brother, also like my father figure
Mind on the dollar, don't honor pardons from rotten niggas
Strap up when the plot get thicker
Went thru the hard times and darkness with you
Pushed it aside and roll a proper Swisher
Broke bread shared everything
Shared the same shoes and clothes
Food and hoes and views and goals
And Taught me dos and don'ts
Unconditional love
Gotta pay my rent and get buzzed
When I get my grip, thats wassup
It don't make no sense to get none
With a bunch of legends above
That I look up to and came from
So my life will never be done
Forever!
All Praise be to God for the queen that conceived me
A living sacrifice embody grace and mercy
Raising a young king on the west side sometime it can be mission
You would sit me down and tell me about the world and I would listen
I never forget how I felt the pain when I seen you cry
I'd grab some tissue and wipe ya tears it'll be alright
I'd crack a joke or something just so I can see you smile
I'll move a mountain for you mama, I'm your only child
Through the divorce and pain and all of the storms and rain
In your heart the love remained and put all the haters to shame
I watched your movie first hand and you sparked a flame
Young Yahweh in the flesh and Ima change the game
Love you wit all my heart and soul cuz you so special
Even in the darkest times I know the Lord gon’ bless you
You're forever a queen I'm thankful for your legacy
You made a better me
Eeeee
Forever never seems that long until you’re grown
We live for all the pride and joys and all the pain
We leaving legacies behind for when we gone
So we just walking in our own lane
Forever never seems that long until you’re grown
We live for all the pride and joys and all the pain
We leaving legacies behind for when we gone
So we just walking in our own lane
Yeah
So sincere when I wrote this here
Since nine six trying to find my niche
So many tear’s
Only drove me to prayer
Thank God for the gift
Got a grip on despair
Head in the book to get me off the hook
It was back of the class
A rap for my pad
Prep for the look so I never was shook
Packing my bag I sat in the lab
Honing my skill
Before it was real
Wanted respect fore I wanted a deal
Wrote what I felt and I said what I feel
Note to myself
I was head over heels
Noticing failures that kept me from thrills
Made up my mind
It was love from the start
Gave up my time just to make up a rhyme
A couple of thoughts but they come from the heart
Playing my part
Got it from mama
The game from my father that came with the drama and pain that I harbor in chain
So it’s hard to explain
Artist or author for starters
I’m saying
Taught me the cost of pursuing this dream
Choosing to be who I’m posed to be
Know family go over everything
Assuming it’s crew but the bros with me
Like Jodeci
We four deep
Go back like tats in Old E. (Old English)
Throw back to having no beats
What happens if we don’t meet
Say church or tabernacle
But don’t practice what we don’t preach
Matter fact you gone see
Forever never seems that long until you’re grown
We live for all the pride and joys and all the pain
We leaving legacies behind for when we gone
So we just walking in our own lane
Forever never seems that long until you’re grown
We live for all the pride and joys and all the pain
We leaving legacies behind for when we gone
So we just walking in our own lane
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Neak Chicago, Illinois
If your father performed alongside Funk & Soul legends like James Brown & Sam Cooke, chances are being a product of your environment meant only one thing; following the path of musicianship set directly before him. Chicago-based Hip-Hop rapper and producer Neak draws vivid verbal portraits which find inspiration in the spirit of U.S. black culture and his own deep-seating personal experiences. ... more
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