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(Take my hand, come with me on this journey)
(Take my hand, come with me on this journey)
if we all come together we can change the world,
every man woman infant, every boy and girl
(Take my hand, come with me on this journey)
uh i hit the ground running in the is rap game,,
found out a few wasn’t 100 in this rap game,
made a couple missteps, tumbling in this rap game,
but i never quit, climbin everest to hater its a damn shame
no stopping the campaign, Bernie sanders,
we aint poppin the champagne, were dirty handers,
theres work to be done as we stun these wack rappers,
cleaning up the rap game castrating these actors,
switching the flow up, blowin up rollin up and pouring up in the tour bus, or the ford taurus
horus, causing wars when ur enthralled by my chorus, let it enter your porous brain as the wind thru forest, bringing nourishment, to the flowers
b4 we go any further id like to aknowledge,
that with out the crowd around us I’m just a shaman,
who dropped out of college, so thru God I’m honored for all of these powers as my supporters grow louder and louder and louder and louder
(Take my hand, come with me on this journey)
(Take my hand, come with me on this journey)
if we all come together we can change the world,
every man woman infant, every boy and girl
(Take my hand, come with me on this journey)
not just a rapper with a message, im a person with a mission
wanna educate the people bout the freedom they been missing
they got freedom of choice, but the choices have been given,
i choose to use my voice, as a poison to the prison
so I’m saying for the free people out the living,
it is much appreciated all the support given,
gotta take down the orcs theres no hiding from vision,
Sauron the terrible evil eye has arisen,
but this rap game has made me to a villain,
all these T shirts I’m printing probably made by slave children, it sickens, me to give in, to this capitalist
system, even a little bit, i wish it was different
but isn’t, can i live with it?
or should i try to fight back, i got revolutionary tattooed on my back, so I’m searching for answers to help cancel the cancer,, while balancing my natural desires for advancement
(Take my hand, come with me on this journey)
(Take my hand, come with me on this journey)
if we all come together we can change the world,
every man woman infant, every boy and girl
(Take my hand, come with me on this journey)
uh slowly let the cadence build,
I’m high as fuck down on my luck, been takin pills,
barely paying bills, working for the day I’ll b makin mills
but then i face the real, have to deal with the fact that it might not happen, with rappin, the whole universe laughing God’s clown with wasted skills
but then again maybe huge crowd will build, gathering round
thinking about it now, giving me the chills
I’m like Rocky on montage,
see me running while I’m rapping
I’m giving it my all u, will never see me slacking,
letting out all my passion, I’m not actin, this is happening,
this is me actually having a spiritual expansion,
i hit stage release my rage and the go into tantric trances,
all i see is fans chanting and clapping me using the money made to help agricultural expansion in places ravaged by man made and natural disaster
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Tonic
03:37
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Hook:
Mix my tonic with my chronic
(we getting high)
Mix my tonic with my chronic
(we in the sky)
Mix my tonic with my chronic
(we getting crunk)
Mix my tonic with my chronic
(got that gin up in my cup)
ladies love that I’m a devil
mixing rap with heavy metal,
mixing weed with my liquor,
and got mushrooms in my kettle,
never settled I’m a rebel,
revolutionary fellow,
follow me u will see,
ill only lead u to the gallows,
but u follow any way,
cuz were all suicidal,
just a buncha alcoholics
out here turning up the bottle,
got the pedal to the medal,
and I’m going full throttle,
got me all the way up,
and I’m going out my noggin
got em rockin to my rhythm.
give em triillion rhymes a minute,
while I’m sipping on my spirits,
got my pipe full of spinach
going pop eye on these bitches
on a mission to get twisted,
but i quit wit the pills and i quit wit the powder
i stick with the weed and the liquor,
then i go lick her until she gets quivering,
beggin for the dick, so i guess that i give her it,
maybe u thinking that this shit is ignorant,
but that just means that u really aint listening,
I’m just talking bout the world that I’m living in,
this is my reality this how i deal with it,
turn the shit off, if u don’t wanna listen,
im sick of u bitches thats giving opinions
Hook:
Mix my tonic with my chronic
(we getting high)
Mix my tonic with my chronic
(we in the sky)
Mix my tonic with my chronic
(we getting crunk)
Mix my tonic with my chronic
(got that gin up in my cup)
got that bombay sapphire,
sitting by a campfire,
girl is sucking on me,
like a God damn vampire,
am higher than pompey,
b4 it blew its top,
dropping pyroclastic ashes,
burning holes in my socks
sock it to em, rocket fuel,
rock n roll, lots a booz,
problem yeah i got a few,
but I’m a dude who’s not tool,
I’m doing well, how are u,
i got the good shit, cop a few,
im not a fool, im not confused,
i got this shit, I’m on the move,
I’m on the goose I’m on the Henny,
never forgetting what i wrote down,
i hold down, my moms spaghetti,
drop confetti, i just won the race,
unfazed by the competition,
i got the vision to upstage,
the opposition with optimism,
they worshiping opulence,
im opting out of it, I’m the opposite
fuck paying homage to an obelisk
this crazy shit is making me wanna quit,
but i got this shit, no stopping this,
cuz i got my fifth and i got my zip
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Drop Top Beemer
04:40
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soon as i hit the stage and begin to flow,
it releases all the rage thats wit.nh soul,
and maybe one day i won’t have to be a dreamer,
when I’m riding around town, in my drop top beamer,
raps dead except for K Dot, J Cole, & Snow Tha product,
Rittz, MGK, A$AP and Jon Connor,
and them independent legends, tech n9ne and Hopsin,
shit all of strange music and them dudes from funk volume
and at least 10,000 others that i forgot to mention,
some how Royce da 5’9 wasn’t included in that sentence,
and its always a good day when I’m blasting tunes,
by the mother fuckin country boys, the nappy roots,
cowboy hats and boots, hip hop lives in country,
it lives on both side of the trax, aint no way u can touch me,
i been a bad influence we get rougher than Rugby,
i stay outside the box, can’t be stuffed in a cubby
so its hard to say if any one is fuckin above me,
just love me for who i am, and try not to judge me,
this is me being me, i aint hating no body,
I’m just chasing down a dream in my car while its sunny,
soon as i hit the stage and begin to flow,
it releases all the rage thats within my soul,
and maybe one day i won’t have to be a dreamer,
when I’m riding around town, in my drop top beamer,
all the haters can blow me, all the fakes and the phonies
this is hip hop in the park, chilling with my homies,
trailor parks after dark, we were mother fuckin cronies,
growing up i let the marshal mather LP mold me,
so im a Criminal, spitting Davinchi code,
subliminal visuals, hitting u, giving u hidden truth
that every one in this universe is equally pivital,
but at the same time were still equally minuscule, live it up
lifes too short for me to be miserable,
I’m pretty well rounded, my skills are cyclical,
hip hop lives in me, the proof is how I’m spittin bro,
and if u can’t see, the Dr. need to check ur retina
Ring Ding Dong, Ringa Ding Ding Ding Dong,
i keep their heads ringing like my name was king kong,
like I’m watching cube vision puffin on a bong,
like riding round down south in a Candy painted car,
soon as i hit the stage and begin to flow,
it releases all the rage thats within my soul,
and maybe one day i won’t have to be a dreamer,
when I’m riding around town, in my drop top beamer,
yo im tired of all these pussies saying hip hops dead,
then wtf are all these rhymes i got in my head,
and whats the deal with all these women I’ve had in my bed,
on a Tuesday night after I killed my set,
I’m ill to death and every day i build my rep,
ladies come to my show, i swear u will get wet
im not a trap rapper some dudes look at me funny,
and say ur good at making music but ull never make money,
but i 86 give a fucks on all u bummy dummies,
i kno i could probably get your girl tummy to tummy,
yeah my ego is huge, theres no way u can trump me,
cuz were playing different games this is fucking Gin Rummy,
all i need is one mic spittin accapella,
Nas said hip hop died then he was dissin rocca fella,
but I’m keeping it alive while they performing at Cochella,
hit the stage with a spirit of the great machiavella
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Verse Chord Progression:
D, A, Bm, F#, G
Bridge:
Em
so many people gotta show off,
so much of what they say i gotta blow off,
its hard to find the truth between the lies that they throw out
realities challenging we are so lost,
thats why I’m locked in the booth with some chronic,
spittin my phonics at a pace that super sonic,
with the blade of a katana, spilling all the thoughts i ponder,
on the, counter theres no pausing, till i go round the world like vonage, and own a summer cottage
and theres no way they can stop it,
I’m flying like a rocket,
sorry for the confusion that was an illusion to ur optics,
i got ebola bars to blow ur mind and leave ya nautious
breaking the blood brain barrier, better be cautious
so im blind to the bull shit, i got dreams to go get,
talking business with buffalo stille at 3 in the morning,
blowing on a bowl of some a that michigan Chronic,
that big k dog always seems to keep on him
blowing on a bowl of some of that michigan medicine,
its nappy for life, I’m just missing some melanin,
HOOK
Were rising up, refuse to lose,
I feel the love, while I sing the blues,
i catch a buzz, and get in the booth,
then i spread some love while i spit the truth
Buffalo Stille:
Man my wife is from detroit, my family moved to flint,
i still live in Kentucky but I gots to represent,
familial with the glove just like a catcher with his mitt,
Michigan show me some shit u couldn't capture with a pic,
y'all call it love, we call it southern hospitality you get,
when u fall off in the club they holla nappys in that bitch,
why come Stilley didn't rip on any classic major hit,
still he earned his hip hop quotable he actually can spit,
Like I got a mouth full of that dip,
but aint no tobacco in my lip,
expect the best so i crack that whip,
as if I got a lasso on my hip,
smash out in my whip,
feel like I'm the caption of my ship,
working hard, i do my job, and I aint slacking on my shift,
aint no shackles on my wrist, no master with no switch,
only masters that i deal with are the masters on my mix,
and the masters that we own from watermelon chicken grits,
to the 40 akers project my how fast people forget
HOOK
Were rising up, refuse to lose,
I feel the love, while I sing the blues,
i catch a buzz, and get in the booth,
then i spread some love while i spit the truth
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The Devil Walks
03:41
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God, can’t u help this world,
can’t u feed all the starving little boys and girls,
and actually since were speaking on the level,
i really wanna know why u created the Devil,
i know they say thats an Angel who fell,
but i think u saw it coming, thats why u created hell
i been listening, and every one here agrees
that your omnipotent, so what u just don’t give a shit,
its my world now, guess I gotta live with it,
u gave me free will, guess i gotta sin with it,
but i didn’t get, to eat that forbidden fruit,
learn the hidden truth, i was just thrown into this
meant to hit, rock bottom so hard that i dented it,
tentatively dancing with the infinite,
high up in the firmament, lucifer, the morning star,
illuminating feminine sentiment, sent to give, medicine
HOOK
pour up a cup, raise it to the sky
lets toast to the fact that well blaze until we die,
the devil walks among us, he’s taking peoples lives,
thats why, my beautiful music is making people cry,
HOOK
so i speak to you, the creative mind,
the one who created space and time,
for you are I, but I am not you,
you must know what its like, walking in my shoes,
but my perspective is just reflection,
fragmented as i forage for food
to fill my intestines, since my inception,
discovering invention and murderous tools
but u knew this would happen,
and sometimes thats hard for us humans to fathom,
like staring down into the hugest of chasms,
delusional madness, moving the masses
inducing my sadness, refuse to be passive,
dueling these fascists, dubious pastors,
and Satanic priests, the ruthless masters,
murder mother earth with crude contraptions,
while were too distracted
HOOK
pour up a cup, raise it to the sky
lets toast to the fact that well blaze until we die,
the devil walks among us, he’s taking peoples lives,
thats why, my beautiful music is making people cry,
HOOK
so what is it God? there’s no good without evil?
the pain of the people, is needed to feed the
battle between the villains and the heroes
and who is a hero? this worlds so deceitful,
fecal matter, is all that i hear,
so I spark me a joint and i sip on a beer,
am i not supposed to do that?
am i not supposed to do that?
but then i think of the people who need me,
and u obviously are not intervening,
and I’m refusing to give up so easy,
sacrifice everything, give it up freely,
and i pray for serenity, wisdom and courage,
life might be heavenly with out the worries,
Hell is on earth, i feel when its burning,
Ive run out of options so to u I’m turning
HOOK
pour up a cup, raise it to the sky
lets toast to the fact that well blaze until we die,
the devil walks among us, he’s taking peoples live,
thats why, my beautiful music is making people cry,
HOOK
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ok another day in the city,
a cold wind blows, streets show no pity,
so cold teeth gritting, so i flow a little ditty,
(it goes)
la la la la lala la la!
(we smoke)
la la la la skibidee beet bop ba
ha i think I’m flying off the handle,
burning both ends of the candle,
while its sitting on the mantle,
never settle for a saddle,
never be nobody chattel
rattling the cages
so the sleepers get awakened,
theres a fungus among us
and some people need to take it
and listening to this medicinal music,
can help u get thru this, difficult future,
I want u to use it, for when u might lose it,
let it induce this, mystical stupor
cuz gray skies broken streets really bring me down,
sad faces, sick people all around my town
mixing mary jane with music always stops frowns,
medicine man, all smiles, call me the witch doc now
illusion
causing confusion,
bright lights on wet pavement,
all of the lights are so blinding,
ha ha,
pray the music can save ya,
hear the
rhythmic pulses, in dim lit hall ways
sickness, wellness, its in us always,
ur singing to God
even when ur singing to centerfolds
its inevitable,
ill never lose hope,
do what ever to cope,
I severed the rope,
now I’m preaching from the top of my bucket,
now I’m preaching from the top of my bucket,
ok now that I have your attention,
let me mention, Thomas Jefferson
supported the French intervention
in Haiti
to reinstate slavery
and maybe I’m crazy,
or maybe the world is a plantation,
headed for damnation,
political campaigning
can’t save it from Satan
witch doctor, magic pagan,
take us back to where we came from
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Bad Habits
03:15
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bad habits, bad habits
we all got bad habits
that were trying to manage,
bad habits, bad habits
i got some bad habits
cuz I’m trying not to panic
take another hit of acid,
mix it with a little xanax,
sippin on this whiskey,
till my frickin dick is flaccid,
this fatty that I’m twisting,
so i high i forget to pass it,
i might start driving my car,
whip it into a ditch and crash it,
Pants saggin, eyes low,
feet dragging speech lagging,
aww shit trax done fell of the wagon
yup I’m back at it,
back into my bad habits,
turned into a damn savage,
never learned to be passive,
aggressively self medicated,
flunked out of my classes,
now my ass is in trouble,
cuz my student debt is massive,
and I’m trying hard to manage,
but sometimes I’m feeling manic,
so i try to find the humor,
so i always keep on laughing,
bad habits, bad habits
we all got bad habits
that were trying to manage,
bad habits, bad habits
I got some bad habits
cuz I’m trying not to panic
my marijuanas still medical,
and my mushrooms are magic,
but i quit with the xanax,
it was killing off my passion,
now my mind moves so rapid,
when I’m writing and I’m rapping,
i get to running on the stage and I’m spazzin,
the crowd jumping in a rage, hands clapping,
musical addict, no static, automatic,
emphatic, im an old dirty bastard, bob sagget,
magic when i get the mic in my hand and,
i get to flowing like the Grand river
thru grand rapids down to lansing
so whatever ur passion,
whether its rapping or dancing,
computers, or shooting baskets,
architecture or fashion,
get off your ass and go grab it,
dont settle for being average,
I’m on the track with Kaz Dumattik,
fighting back against my
bad habits, bad habits
we all got bad habits
that were trying to manage,
bad habits, bad habits
I got some bad habits
cuz I’m trying not to panic
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Rebel
03:43
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Im a rebel rebel rebel rebel rebel with a cause,
and i follow my conscience never cared about the laws,
X2
its the medicine man with some lettuce on hand,
its the feeling that u get, when u sell it by the gram,
Im a rebel rebel rebel rebel rebel with a cause,
and i follow my conscience never cared about the laws,
these laws are straight fiction, profits is their mission,
oxycontin, xanax bars, they want us all addicted,
400,000 teens popping pills with no prescription,
who u think made all those pills? who the hell was supposed to get em?
I’m just saying man, use ur brain man,
they populate the prisons, when the drugs u sell are different,
I’m just saying man, any sane man,
can see especially near pigeons, or ur skin got some pigment,
and yeah i am caucasian, but i can also read statistics,
deep down were all the same and, were all equally different,
but they keeping us enslaved when, some people see division,
but my people, we don’t listen, we just chilling in the mitten,
getting jiggy we be riffin, this feelin we’ve been given
we don’t listen to the bigots, don’t listen to the clintons,
I’m trying to build something beautiful,
before the day of my funeral,
and that shit could happen tomorrow with this crazy life I’m living
Im a rebel rebel rebel rebel rebel with a cause,
and i follow my conscience never cared about the laws,
X2
its the medicine man with some lettuce on hand,
its the feeling that u get, when u sell it by the gram,
Im a rebel rebel rebel rebel rebel with a cause,
and i follow my conscience never cared about the laws,
in this crazy world were living,
where our words keep getting twisted
Some times we gotta be explicit
fuck Donald Chump he’s a symptom of the sickness
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Mercury
02:05
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my poetrys infectious, herpes,
its the divine messenger, Hermes,
got a girly paying homage to my phalice,
she on her knees,
she said she like a challenge,
now she’s urgently slurping,
she gag but still swallow,
she’s certainly not purging,
they claiming they immortal, Xerxes,
I’m trying to earn that shit, hercules,
my rhymes are so hot,
break your thermometer,
Mercury,
deny that I’m perfectly wording,
youll be in purgatory for perpetrating perjury,
purposely piling it on these pussy rappers
my passionate poetry, impaling them slowly,
penetrating the pineal gland, a pocket full of posies,
delivering a package of flowers to my homie,
hoping i don’t get pulled over by the police,
this medicinal po-po-ree we toking
open my third eye, positivity pulsing,
and i only fuck Godesses,
guess that makes me a nymphomaniac,
I’m a sinful brainiac,
just popped a pimple on my paisty ass,
and i still think I’m divine, i must be crazy as,
any one ever lived, but so many never live,
so I’m rubbing my Caduceus on her cliterous,
and I’m not stopping till she finishes
put wings on her feet let her fly high as icarus,
she licking on my liquorish,
let her down gently, than go back to mount olympus
let her down gently, than go back to mount olympus,
when u ever heard of a god who wasn’t pimpin
when u ever heard of a god who wasn’t pimpin
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12 Bar
04:10
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HOOK
i know that she’s taken, but i wish, i wish i was her man,
she thinks that she’s taken but i know i should be her man,
but i don’t know how to tell her and I’m scared that shell kick me to the can
V1
i said i know that she’s taken,
but I’m the hottest thing rocking
out of a michigan basement,
im picking my placement,
this chick is the greatest,
there really aint no sense in debating,
her spirit is divine and her ass is sacred,
i just wanna worship her like i was some kinda pagan
and if i was a good boy bringing home the bacon,
then maybe shell let me take her,
in the back and give her a spankin,
making love in moon light with the bed shaking
raising hell, while she screaming for the heavens,
and she make me work for it but she never leave me begging,
I’m just counting down the seconds,
till i get to see her naked,
and she gives me inspiration to make a new hit record
V2
i got fire in my eyes, try to play it cool
waiting for the right time to make my move,
baby girl gimme da sign cuz I’m afraid to lose,
if u wanna have a good time and break the rules,
and maybe I’m being a little bitch, but i didn’t make the rules,
what if she sais yes, then sais april fools,
after all I’m just a stoner who shoulda stayed in school,
so i grab the mic, hit the stage, and take a poo,
and maybe when u hear me up here sang the blues,
ull b like dang hes cute and hes crazy too,
and if that don’t work, and u still think I’m a jerk
ill get the whole mother fuckin crowd to raise the roof,
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so many rappers, are actors,
like Jimmy Fallon, and Will Ferrel,
Just jokers on stage,
having a lip sync battle,
yo im a Trax A Trillion
my city is the capital,
of that Bar spittin mitten,
u kittens can get paddled,
get spanked by the Lion King,
and i don’t rock no shining bling,
to me, bro, the finer things,
is peace in the world, and the love of a girl
with sexy ass, who can kinda sing
with a little bit of class she ride with me,
I’m rocking the mic, i talk how i like,
i am what these dudes try to be,
-every time they lie to me,
they bringing these demons straight out of me,
believe it, don’t sleep on the prodigies,
very few around here hot as me,
Eddy J is obviously,
my philosophy, Socrates,
is go live when i rock the beat,
keep flowing when the DJ drop the beat,
I’m sicker than a sneeze from Hanalee
rocking this beat so properly,
and we owning every show,
u could say it was our property,
this is rap mother fuckers,
I’m not supposed to have no modesty
all the haters in the room put together aint stopping me
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12. |
Crazy World
04:42
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HOOK
hey, every body better stand up,
hey hands up, this the anthem
hey and we don’t believe in bad luck,
they can't stop the movement long as we keep em dancing
BRIDGE
hey keep on dancing with me baby girl,
let me guide u thru my crazy world
yeah, got songs for days,
will i ever stop, its hard to say,
will i ever make it, I’m on my way,
were ready for take off, I’m on the plane,
and on my brain, there’s a lot to say,
so i cop a jay, just to calm my rage,
if i lost my way, or i stalled my pace,
then id hit the earth, in a fall from grace,
drop the bass, give me some symbols,
i need all the women thats pretty with dimples,
to get this place shaking, its really so simple,
just act like ur playng, tug o war with my pitbull,
from the wall to the window,
i been dope stay puffin on the indo,
she bend over the table and let me controller like I’m playin nintendo,
get low, get down with the get down,
never been down, with the in crowd,
but i been down, with the gorillas
so this for Harambe I’m whipping my dick out,
sit down, be quiet,
no get up, and stand up, and start up a riot,
the for the freaks and the fruits, bananas papayas,
the seekers of truth, fanning the fires
on the pants of the liars, I’m passing out flyers,
that cash is require, if u have the desire,
to disband the empire, causes madness inside,
so I’m asking the guy, girl, thing that stands in the sky,
and has to decide, if I’m that bad a guy,
can smash on some pie, as we dance and we vibe,
and we laugh and we cry, can we have a good time,
while were strapped to the ride,
V2
yo, the hate aint hurting me,
if anything, its just affirming me,
right now I’m local,
but I’m bout to go global,
they be left out with FOMO
while I’m touring in Germany,
yo call the infirmary,
my sickness is turning me burgundy,
my mic is so hot that its burning me,
third degree, probably gonna need surgery
perjury, if u do not feel the music,
u lie to your self, let go and lose it
now throw up your devil horns, chunk up the deuces,
the drugs I’m abusing, clear up my confusion,
see through illusions,
now baby just move it, u know how to do it,
u move it so fluid, my dreams are so lucid,
I’m dreaming of u, but u seeming so clueless
i don’t know how i can catch your attention,
tension is rendering me so defenseless,
infection is festering, sending depression
i don’t got a pension, guess I’m a peasant,
this for any one, ever felt less than,
standards society seems to be settin,
severing ties, these are my confessions,
feeling so threatened, I step with a weapon,
counting my blessings, paying my penance,
i won’t be resting, till I’m resting in venice,
then eventually venturing into vineyards,
where vikings vanquished, DaVinci invented,
venomous bars I’m truly a menace,
rappers get greener than apples and lettuce
they always get spanked, i bet its a fettish
now hands in the sky, ready? lets get it!
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one time, one time for my sunshine,
im just sittin here thinking of my punch lines,
in a Great depression like I’m standing in a lunch line,
i picture u sitting ur your chair, white hair
in a tattered pair of pants, tennis shoes untied,
we really had some fun times,
hope i make u proud, making music with your blood line
and we sing it loud, crazy styles that we combine
and i can switch up the rhythm,
see im so gifted with music,
because u fostered it in us,
and i just hope i can live up,
and make a difference,
i see an image,
in my inner visions,
of curing the worlds sickness
its hard compare with the life u were living,
u were a doctor, a musician,
and a farmer, full of wisdom,
u loved to tell jokes, and u loved to go fishing,
giving gifts every Christmas, while grandma was in the kitchen
HOOK
HOOk
u were strong, u were beautiful, and one of the smartest,
cooked me spinach for my dinners, and a wonderful artist,
we were sitting on the couch, reading harry potter
its so sad, that u had to be martyred
heaven knows that that oxygen hose,
hooked up thru ur nose, made u wish u didn’t smoke,
but u still found hope, in the idea,
ur Grand kids won’t if they see ya, with emphysema,
so i quit smoking tobacco, but i still smoke sensamillia
and thats a hard one to tackle, cuz if i don’t i aint sleeping,
i don’t think you’d be mad at me, look how I’m rapping see,
the place is at capacity cuz of my lung capacity
actually, you never died cuz at your lifes end,
i didn’t lose my grandmother, because her best friend,
invited me to every single thanks giving,
showed me love is the way u can stay living,
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14. |
Real Ones
04:30
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real ones,
for my real ones,
put ur hands in the air
if u swear that ur a real one,
real ones,
for my real ones,
put ur hands in the air,
if u swear that u a real one,
this for the people who didn’t deceive or manipulate me,
just worried bout my health my happiness and my safety,
now we on this roller coaster towards these dreams that I’m chasing,
i can see it in their faces, they know I’m gonna make it,
down to ride by my side patiently waiting,
it makes it, a little less stress, from this clock that I’m racing
while I’m blazing to keep from pacing, all these challenges I’m facing
i just wanna be famous, so i can repay the favors,
yo all u people are amazing, I’m really feeling blessed,
down to listen when I’m bitchin gotta get shit off my chest,
best believe if I’m around u got a bullet proof vest
u invested in my vision imma take care of the rest,
real ones,
for my real ones,
put ur hands in the air
if u swear that ur a real one,
real ones,
for my real ones,
put ur hands in the air,
if u swear that u a real one,
Now there’s been times in my life when I wasn’t a real one,
drugged out decisions with wicked women I feel numb,
so many times in my mind, i find I’m holding a steal gun,
to my dome i wanna go home maybe i should just peal one,
then i think about my father, what he did to me,
and i think about my mother, and my sister and my niece,
its not time for me to leave, i could never rest in peace,
if they were ever left in grief, so i thank God for blessing me,
yeah there i go again, sentimental me,
but I’m a sensitive person with a sense of empathy,
its powerful the pain i feel for others mentally,
all pent up in me, that why I’m venting on this beat,
real ones,
for my real ones,
put ur hands in the air
if u swear that ur a real one,
real ones,
for my real ones,
put ur hands in the air,
if u swear that u a real one,
it seems these days people feel I’m too real,
cuz imma say what I think no matter how u feel,
If i think ur a terrible rapper imma just say it,
u can tag me in ur songs i probably i won’t play it,
then they get stupid yo delusional, saying I’m a hater,
ur a storm trooper, call me luke, i still respect darth vapor,
dropping bombs on these bums, imma leave a big crater,
cuz they actin like a bitch and mother fucker ima playa,
legendary rhyme sayer,
a perfect panocha slayer, now put ur hands in the air,
wave em like u don’t care, I’m aware life aint fair,
so i solomly swear, to bare my soul in these bars,
true bosses are rare
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