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intro
00:52
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2. |
Surround Sound (Remix)
01:41
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Was it duck season
Or was it rabbit season?
Nah scratch that
I think it’s rapper season
I grab MC’s and get em all deleted
Made some red bottoms out my black Adidas
I curb stomp em gotta clean my sneakers
Game over nigga clear the bleachers
I aint kendrick but with this pen shit
I get a MC 8 when they need a features
You ain’t packing heaters
You ain’t had a Nina
You ain’t stacking neither
When I rap it’s ether
Said you dropping soon
That happen either
You are not a shooter
get back on defense
I’m sorry bro
I’m like super Saiyan
super Mario
I’m too ruthless slaying
On the audio
And my troopers swinging
Like Geronimo
They go adios when I body flows
Ask If I’m goat I mean probably tho
Went from samurai to a daimyo
Now I run the game like its cardio
Or a cameraman on the Maury show
Think you better run yo
Surround sound when the guns go
I can get a M and then flip it nigga
Wumbo
Burn through the page when I write in journals
So my pen like a fire when I light inferno
I’m blacker than midnight on broadway and myrtle
Every line got em mad slight controversial
Leave shells in they back like a ninja turtle
Did I do that nigga? Like im Urikel
I’m like 10 eternals have em turning purple
When we blow your face up like a sprite commercial
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3. |
LUMBERJACK (Freestyle)
01:08
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GT swerving
PD lurking
I'm just in it for the ride like
Peewee herman
Every G he's earning
You know he be working
Put the Mac to ya back
Never been a PC person
i said adios
to the days when i was broke
imma go
step into the MET and cop myself a few Caravaggio's
they rather see us on a rope
or drag us up off of parole
i know these pigs been animals
Ain't learn that from no (pause) paw patrol
pen sickening penicillin on the doctors note
ben simmons widdit like a Sixer when i'm ballin ho
sippin my elixir get to scripting all my elder scrolls
wisdom that i got from Hov
winning if i'm living came from holes up in my zapados
now every time i walk in stores
i sort the price from high to low
they watching on the pockets tho
and plotting to chomp ya for ya chain like it's mario
i know them bastards mad as hell
expected me to catch a L
they wish and wish and wish
like they rubbing on a dragon scale
got us moving weight, dragging scales
or drag us back to packing jails
i know you feel me like i scratch the rap in brail
DRAPE
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Crazy flow and though i seem
To break the code of normalcy
But lately it's unamusing they getting lazy with the schemes
I share my 2 cents through music like they pay me for the streams
I still carry on the sound like radio raheem
So bar for bar im sptting fire like a charizard on tracks
Shadow clone im in the zone see a mirage when I attack
A winter soldier watch me roll up when my arm get reattached
I seen they secrets I expose em im the bob Lazar of rap
I don’t care what you sayin I will bolt on any track
Smack these devils up then double up to make em feel my wrath
And strike the fear up in they hearts like im Saddamn running Iraq
I got the world right in my palms don’t be alarmed when this shit slap
i feel my patience getting razor thin
They make believe and play pretend
I turn em to a vegetable and Wilt em like I’m Chamberlain
Don’t make me call the favor in
Im aiming with the laser in
I had to kick that fire like i'm fighting with a blaziken
Fit the bill and built to last
Sitting still on shards of glass
They worshipping idols and im the last of the iconoclasts
Couldn’t teach this kind of class
Made a plan no happenstance
Tell em check the numbers
x em out like we back to math
I got em all shook
Now im getting more looks
Not the car that I push
But I’m behind the 9/11 nigga I am George bush
Pull straight out the abysss
How did it end up like this?
I connected all the DOTS I Don’t Over Think Shit
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5. |
Guns Go Bang (Freestyle)
01:36
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ayo im wicked off the top
you can see it in my locs
where im from they hold a glock
better than they hold a job
for fifty cents my immigrants'll
gladly show you how to rob
keep it 100 it's nothing
we going psycho with the mob
ayo
we picked off the locs
and pissed off the cops
we rode block to block
and slipped all the laws
since pigs hid the rock
they crip walk a lot
bismiallah we ride
like quick draw mcgraw
banana clips word to curious george
or i can flip the bayonet and get to moving with swords
either a 4 or a 5 to ya dome
put a number on head like the kids next door
now hear the sound when my pistol go
listen bro
hit the floor
open casket pick ya clothes
missing souls
rip the code
kiss of death
no mistletoe
devil flow
ichigo
hold it til my wrist sore
four four blow
you never know if your
kids'll grow
look into the future
it was razor on the scooters
now its aiming with the rugers
and no amen hallaluejas
from honor roll to on a role
in first person shooters
accuse us of shooting troopers
Assata i move to cuba
all for survival
rifle and bible
only facts that they know
see through the eyehole
keeping one eye closed
with my back to the door
supposed to move tribal
we suicidal
with the straps that we hold
another casket is sold
my mental liable to blow
it go
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6. |
family ties (Freestyle)
01:15
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black goku
slap these rap hopefuls
snatch ya stacked vocal
tracks off the protools
lemme show you how a pro move
i could take a stroll in the middle of chernobyl
i could put the whole damn game in a chokehold
stunner to the dome on the floor like im stone cold
butter with the flows when i float on the ropes tho
you don't really wanna be the target in my focal
put a shell to ya back like a slowbro
neo when i move see the whole world in slow mo
killah with the tools it ain't sweet when i reign bows
bodies in the morgue looking more like jane does
know they fresh like them halos a day old
drapeto never been a slave to a name on a payroll
still they wanna play with the god you ain't kratos
you the goat?
nah scapegoat
cut the head
feed it to a volcano
swerving down the 95 south like j cole
i was in the cut so much had to lay low
couldn't get a cut now i look like a young Hov
the rap basquiat
feel like i'm pac with locs
two shots in the dark when i pop a cop
need despot on top like im papa doc
and i rock when i drop they just talk a lot
so stop (stop echo?)
watch how i move
do it broad day like we strike at high noon
family ties like crips and pyroos
gotta be nice when i script a haiku
all my niggaz sinners never lift a bible
we tribal
it's still fuck you and the god that you pray to
one punch leave em slumped like they smoking on K2
whole village full a killers and you know they got K2s
the father the holy spirit
send you up to meet Jesus
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The Truth (Freestyle)
01:49
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Ayo I’m pissed off
I’m in the 3rd world swerving in a rickshaw
With my arm out the window we don’t miss nah
Have em all dipping’ quicker than a tik tok
Or a shit stock
I mean, where’d you get the diamonds in your wrist watch?
Had my brothers mining through a thick fog
Now you shining while we lying sitting dis-armed
Hear em laughing so I’m clapping never sit-calm (sitcom)
13 I was throwing rocks at cop cars
Getting caught never talk we got lockjaw
I don’t fear no man you are not god
And you don’t know damn thing unless you Nardwuar
Au revior
Lupin when im looping
Get to moving when im shooting
If my two cents is a nuisance
Change the music that you choosing
Never losing with my tools in
Every track that im abusing
Im a panther sitting looming
Huey newton with hadukens
And barretta’s strapped
say you the truth well I got better facts
The real don’t die we multiply like Henrietta lacks
That’s why I never relax
Seen em cap on hella tracks
I kill em with the rhymes its like my weapon
Got a pen attached
Run it back
You need more shooters
And they couldn’t hold us back think you need more Hoovers
Im endemic im a problem you need three more boosters
know them shots gon miss its like I see stormtroopers
Niggaz aint telling the truth enough
Y’all don’t look like the truth to us
Hand on they neck I don’t loosen up
Seen the devil in disguise they lucifer
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let me get in my zone
i'm in my zone in my zone like i'm still on defense
it's all shooters on my team word to gilbert arenas
we run the leagues summer league even the offseason
now watch me cross a nigga up and now he look like jesus
ah shit that's blasphemous
i never been a pacifist
i never met a world in peace
so i had to throw a jab or fist
from where the only option is
to give and go roll off a pick
if you ain't make the cut
you probably cutting up a half a brick
growing up i ain't had a Kapernick
just a average kid
who never had assist
but i looked up to Wall like a labyrinth
You can't rock with us
You all is chumps
21 skunk
They yelling stop the count like donald trump
Jakes get laid out like Nate Robinson
Ayo stop it son
Sometimes i goes too far
I just ball like John Wall and then i rose the bar
Most of y'all just jokes that's all
Quick to snitch when he see troopers
Y'all can't ball on my court y'all some D3 hoopers
I get the loot then parachute like i'm DB cooper
When I shoot you get the boot like a TV blooper
Oh you thought shit was sweet
Just admit defeat
Shoot like I'm Pistol Pete
And I ain't missed in weeks
I'm misbehaved
I piss on graves
Keep a list of names
And a pistol aimed
Hide yo face
When I'm dropping this grenade
Like boom boom
Do it all for the title
The fear of god in my rivals
I'm here year after year like Lebron in the finals
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our generation too complacent with remaining nameless
trade the making of our ages
gaining nothing but a paycheck
got us training for some some wages
degrading just for a payment
you a number in them pages
where work conditions is heinous
and nothing short of outrageous
but always short us and pay less
but you could be on the pavement
so it's all good aint it
i mean you should be gracious
for that enslavement
considering where i came from
it's more shells all around like a summer of cicadas
the cadence distract me from where the pain is
i take it and make a painting
im sick of waiting
mark a X where the days went
and a X where i'm aiming
i put bars together
like a preacher putting
palms for a amen
so if the beat is like a angel
y'all treating lyrics like satan
but yasin taught me it's more like an equation
12 jewelz to build a nation
10 percent gon keep us caged in
and 85 lost in dazes
but only 5 know it's changing
we breaking snapping the matrix
that's why im practicing patience
and going back to the basics
but i rather put a bullet where my brain is
before im contemplating paying my way in
sway em with playlist placements
somewhere between underrated
and moving clubs like some cavemen
it's so amazing
respect it like lowered gazes
in a world so racist like ebola cases
i put 18 years into this marriage
like viola davis
my paranoia reigning
never need payola favors
to make sure my neighbors all is A list
i'm punching out
now pay me later
damn
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10. |
Diet Coke (Freestyle)
02:06
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They talking on the Web but got nothing to du bois
They sleeping on the kid I analyzed em just like Freud
if we rapping bout some money then you know that i might join
but y'all ain't making money, y'all just making some lite coins
And slight noise
You can’t see from the nosebleeds
The price going up way past all the floor seats
I seen em firebending with the way that they hold heat
You die chasing paper you gon end up like Georgie 🎈
how
much a dollar cost
i ain't much for words
so i let the dollar talk
money make us sick that's a dollar cough
but the right profit off it like Dr. Oz
and preachers claims they prophets for a dollar they can talk to god
i pocket a dollar for every martyr on the amistad
and i ain't made it yet
i ain't rich i'm barely set
money just a instrument
so i blew notes
like a clarinet
y'all ain't hearing it
these triple entendres
they gon triple my dollar
that crypto sinking my wallet
but i ain't tripping i got it
if i don't sit an office
then i'll be shipping narcotics
just to be hitting my targets
my brothas got dearly departed
just for a quarterly profit
he treat the block like a market
a single night in the darkness
can pay for a quarter of college
they say that work ain't too honest
i rather be a fucking liar than working i'm dying
every work involve some violence
so we all had to move and steal like some pliers
cause when our taxes go higher
that's fuel for the army suppliers
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Lemon Pepper (Freestyle)
01:56
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killer pen
my corpus lead to corpses
your corupus hoaxes who wrote this
its atrocious
so sick
i went from po tents to potent
that'll hit you in a bit like microdosing
my third eye open
they hoping to stop my wave
but that's half the ocean
i put a stick to these snakes
like the staff of moses
lately i feel like i don't have emotions
it's hard to focus
when you don't have opponents
that's braggadocious
i don't have to post it
i can back these omens
and put a piece to ya head
like we striking poses
when i write it's motion
that means i move strings with my hands
just like composers
ok
no warning
but its bout time i goes in
the flows is
bogus
im floating coasting
who the coldest
im frozen
but still heating up like global warming
got em running with every line like coders coding
you gon have to play that back
like reocrded moments
and where the crown at
im supposed to hold it
i reaped and sowed it
rose to all those who opposed it
they switch teams quick
in the spur of the moment
no demar derozan
but i still rose like Rose
before
the broken bones and soreness
so mis
understood
some hungers good
to remind you this house of cards
will fall when you're under wood
so i been locked in
like a dungeon should
no set backs can hold him back
and no blunder could
so i hold nothing back
it's no punches pulled
even though it's a bunch of obstacles
in my optical
under pressure
depression
but still pressing
that's bittersweet
like lemon pepper
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this my chosen method to exterminate the brutes
they already chose a weapon to exterminate the youth
still a menace with the penning i
exterminate the booth
every syllable a miracle just tryana germinate the truth
in middle school i wanted to rap just like Blu
wish i could tell Pac i wanted to rap just like you
i was in PE training to be as nice as Lu
I even wanted a little group so we could move like Wu
but i was too introverted
now i take that same energy and channel it into verses
i travel through universes
i handled it through the curses
of persons throwing words at me sideways when did y'all start doing cursive?
my verses like a eulogy a couple words a put you in hearses
i scribble bars form a weapon like a scimitar but this dude ain't Turkish
i'm the duke of verses
i'm too determined
underground breaking through the surface
i could never lose a verzuz
if i'm not the best then who on Earth is?
expand your focus
go telescope it
go tell ya whole clique
a thousand lenses couldn't see what my one pen did when i wrote a corpus
the true jewels ain't in a pendant
it's in appendix but that is where the work is
both feudalism and unionism tell you to beware the workers
but dudes in prison with true traditions
taught me more than i could ever learn in churches
33 degrees got me questioning what's the higher purpose
them gold coast ghosts was a lot cheaper than having to hire persons
3/5 of a whole you not even an entire person
got you searching for that four tenth
that's how you know the empire working
it get to exploding when i'm coasting in my X-wing
my crown of thorns like horns got me looking like sin
i heard hov say we killed x and let zimmerman live
like you ain't got a bil
to put a hit out on him
the real hovi baby
run up in France with my epee and make sure they pay Haiti
kept us in the sun all day it's obvious how they stay shady
the 3rd world made me
it's oh so scary
how life can turn a wayne brady into a wayne perry
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i talked to god but he ain't tell me much
the devil gripping on my shoulder with a healthy clutch
i mussel up because the shells'll bust
the block is hot that's why them cells see us
ayo it's death before dishonor never call a judge your honor bruh
behead the king and make a soccer ball for my commoners
my uzi weigh a huey new-ton you can check the baramoter
but kamala would rather see us in a cell like mitochondria
we lighting candles every week a different Hanukkah
Police is on the the streets they rolling deeper than the mafia
an ounce of weed is all they need to put it in ya yamaka
but we know who really moving the keys like a Yamaha
i'm outta kindness
im tired a spineless liars
your highness your iris biased
we riot cause testifiers
accuse us and gentrify us
im shooting don't test this fire
i prove it with rocket science
i ain't rocking with the master's plan
from 3 fiths we still half a man
i'm packing in my bag again
they pack us in the back of vans
attaking on afghanistan
they strapping for the taliban
but slap me with a half a mil for bail
because im african
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Lovin' It (Freestyle)
01:38
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never fail though i know they hope and pray that i do
they quick to hit the switch a couple times like
Nosferatu
and wanna act like it's no biggie asking me who shot you
12 was always on my tail like it's close to high noon
i did it despite the trials
i know all about survival
And lost so many my idols
just tryana break the cycle
my rivals libel my title
better show respect
and rise upon my arrival
we in the jungle with tigers
snakes lions and spiders
where they hold nothing higher
liars with bible and rifle
they say we destined for Rikers
since we was dressing in diapers
even the truest is Judas
and so i'm testing disciples
somebody shoulda told Jesus
that since a fetus
they been tryana defeat us
with all the lies that they feed us
evil demons heathens and leeches
against all odds so i'm just
tryana get even
mistreated by all my teachers
cause nappy hair and my features
my momma told me it'll all be peaches
but i
don't understand
she must have told me a lie
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Son Shine (Freestyle)
02:15
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I ran across the sand
Til glass tore up my heels and feet
I learned to be a man
By how I feel after defeat
Never feel my victories
Only clean and then repeat
Got my 3’s down to the T
I learned that shit from Kobe
Man somebody shoulda told me
This shit would be so lonely
Mostly feeling ghostly
Hope we closer to the Holy
Hold it down just like a goalie
Move around like a shinobi
Worldy demons
Sink they teeth in
Gave us beatings
Til we Toby
Uh
That's how the world be
The devil get up early
And he never catch a Z
that's why my rollie
came from digging gold
like a nosebleed
that's blood diamonds
for my first love, rhyming
never broke my promise
but she hurt my pockets
every note that i wrote my momma
im so sorry for the dirt
your first born was so unpolished
but you couldn't a seen it coming
you ain't no nostradomus
you ain't no nostradomus
So I
you ain't no nostradomus
i mean most forgot us
if you saw where my father
got it started
you would be startled
that i even made it through my first quarter of college
i had to scrap for a dollar
with half and half arnold palmer's
life was sweeter when evil leaders and beatings
wasn't upon us
to be honest
i wasn't always this violent
a product of reaganomics
i kept the peace in my pocket
but in my defense your honor
my dreams of getting even became my reason for being
weakened my breathing and my reach to nirvana
I ain’t releasing my armor
Til I see peace in Wakanda
Too many reasons to harm us
Black in the hottest of August
Different Salam in my palm
Nah I don’t speak Dali Llama
And I ain’t hiding my hand
I’m underground like them pyramids
That lie in the sand
I dodged a scorpion at six
I could died in Sudan
Where the heat’ll crack ya egg
And get to frying ya pan
It’s just a part of the plan
So I
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