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Ab Rude
I search through the tracklist merch madness
The agony of the thrill the victory the sadness
The anatomy of the will of a real one who could hack it
Where getting killed's the favorite method of death and taxes
the hardest rappers are now hardly factors
first savages then they turned method actors
we earned average then raised our statuses
by wielding our axes and building our black businesses
because we lack this work practice
Momma's a queen call her her majesty third address
keep the feel the magnificent on the atlas
the earth catalyst to ask who'll be the first the last is
it was a process we all made it
we took losses through all phases to earn badges
we press product with our faces
we got boxes in hella places merch madness
And right about now DJ Zole is on the 1s and 2s
And now the name Namek is heard massive
Namek
Facts that I never dropped a radio edit
Until KDAY gave me some credit
& peace to 92.3 inviting me to come thru and hang
And spit my Kobe song live for LA.. RIP Mamba
We get stronger thru these trial & tribs
Bet you never heard styles like this
Inspired to win... Been like that since I was a kid
Now I'm feelin like I'm finally in... we certified playa
Shames Worthy
Every now & then I’m poppin’ up outta the shadows
Fakes can’t hang, I’m droppin’ off at the gallows
Elevate deep state drowning in the shallows
Til infinity run the gauntlet and snap on Thanos
The boy BEEN had it
Showtimes been magic
Spit a great western for em just to get past it
Stretch 5 like elastic Jurassic
Watch my temper truth hurts merch madness
Joaquin Daniels
Split a Sweet sixteen into a elite eight
High post my triple threat is fast paced
To take you off the dribble to the glass
Dunking on em never pass up a chance
Breaking ankles at the master class
Rebound off the turnover tittle holder
Use my final four just to fold ya
I keep calm a symphony of practice and composure
To posterize you on the parquet no malarkey
Destruct
Another slept on legend soaring
But even got my single with Blu on Sway in the Morning
Globally renown but couldn’t afford the touring
Rest in peace Sean P, I still see our track scoring
Tomorrow ain’t guaranteed, something we ain’t ignoring
So when we dead and gone our catalog you’ll be exploring
It’s madness the most complex simply boring
So we keep the feel with this merch like we Jordan
Turtle
Some last gun blast fun fact run fast
Some rap some cast unmask scumbags
Scam thugs RAM bugs plant buds
Ran drugs man hugs anthems mad love that's us
U tried to foul but I dialed up the And 1
I drive the rock like u smoked it up at random
Throw it up like man buns top of the key
Not the boss of the team but I'm droppin the 3's
Lyraflip
Y’all playin games like Nintendo 64 bitch
To win this tournament u better have some offense
Bust like 32 I murder all this
I spit Sweet sixteens like two years before college
Don’t take a leap of faith there's no escape
Even wit no food on my plate U still get 8
Final four to the final curtain call
Champion dem don wan settle the score
Ellay Khule
I don't just do merch in March cuz I do it from the start too
I got the light that'll spark u like a parade is how we march thru
In the like and the dark too I always got a merch booth
Sicker than the West Nile these X-files always search truth
Pressing CDs since the Afterlife get off the stage pass the mic
And I just sold some muthaphuckin shirts last night
Shirts hats hoodies yeah this slanging is savage
Massive Keep The Feel - Cali Classics
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For all the killing in the streets
The wrong dealings of the police
For all the kids we couldn't reach
If there's no justice there's no peace it's so deep
For all the homeless who roam the streets
While u at home kicking up your feet
Like we can't ration enough to eat
For never practicing what we preach
Lil youngin live hard too hard
Ducking from the blue guard on the Boulevard
Truant officer's car won't catch me
I'm hustling so Johnny law might stretch me
Yeah other shorties way shook
Not him he got that jailhouse lawyer play book he done saved up
Bail him out he flight of foot
At 1st he was a drug dealer now he just a crook (guess what)
He was marked in the game in fact with a target of
Shame on his back hard to find a wise guy
Ever overcame that plus labeled as a rat
Paid to back stab u made it that fast
Your brother was not kept the bond did not last
The pride before fall like Buffalo's four falls
My integrity I give u nothing or all
The deputy some snitch made the phone call
So thanks we don't even need the jailhouse
Dissension in the ranks and they'll wipe themselves out
The run we had it will be something to tell about
The fun we had being good fellas yeah no doubt
I'm a go on singing them blues rhythm blues
Time will pass Johnny Cash in my prison shoes
Sandals try not to gang bang with the vandals
Cuz ain't no telling how this thang can go
I may go Rambo yeah that's what the 1st night does
Especially when they test me & they draw the 1st blood
When the 1st thug draws I'ma handle and make a stand yo
'Cause I'm a man & I gotta fam that I'm damn sure gon' see again
Don't got my life to gamble i light a candle
Tell u how the whole rhyme was planned tho
The streets were the culture killing was the conflict
Police the poachers all was symbolic
Kids were the MCs who lost the knowledge
Lost Big & Pac defiant ones to profit
Potential unrealized turned off the faucet
Industry culpable but no one's game to cop it
No job for Kaepernick so blame the optics
So lame won't practice but still praise the Gospel
Lord have mercy on us
Lord have mercy on me
Lord have mercy on us
Lord have mercy on me
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Verse 1 EQ
its a battle for my soul back, the rest of insecurity
my mind set to program the death that be observing me.
rocking a throwback matched with the freshest
Silverstone black cap lined by the linen
our lives reinvented thru the times we've connected, how!!
paraphernalia's left my mind in a second
what you expect kid? You knew damn well.
She got you hook, line, and breathless wit them blue pastels
hypnotic eyes staring deep in my soul
the fear of you seeing me,...keeps me controlled
watch the past and the future til you reaching the toll
cuz this roads got a price and its keeping me alone
from the shows to the lonely nights and early morning flights
the groupies looking for the next cat to sue on their performing rights
I only hope you down to trust what I hold is tight
and never turn away when you truly see the other side
Verse 2 Gavlyn
its been awhile since I woke up to your face
you're so busy on your grind I hardly see you in this place
man i want you in my space and it got me stressing
but everything i call you recording a session
I know you love this music but I didn't know it be this hectic
always doing shows about to start touring on some next shit
I don't think I can handle this distance
whens the last time we chilled and called it a movie night?
it seems like you only have time to sit down and write.
yeah I go to your gigs but the hoes get me passed
I swear those bitches are next on my hit list
but I can't make a scene cut I know this is your dream
so I support your career but I can't help it if I break down in tears
baby I miss you and it cuts thru my heart like a razor
you're gone so often man its like you're a stranger
Verse 3 EQ
Thru my lifetime I reminisce the angel brought in heaven sent
the type that can't be described thru God's poetic pestilence.
she's my sacrament a gift from the trinity
my mental relaxation uplifting my capabilities
my strength and agilities get stomped by the anointed
left shattered and pointless if she cries in disappointment
battered and broken when we establish it's hopeless
drinking away the pain cuz I can't handle the choices
dying slowly as I play our wedding song track
taking shots for every text you regret to respond back
losing all my con-tacts the issues flew beyond that
thru negligence the label discontinued my contract
but fuck it...no one cares about my problems
especially since I find no desire to solve them
cut its so hard to concentrate when its time to rhyme
especially since you're the only thing that's running thru my mind
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Life Goes On - Namek
03:34
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(Verse 1)
Some things might go wrong, but still life goes in/
And yea I still want to rock with you like Michael's song. Check out my tightrope walk/
Steady balance with a sweaty melon. Wipe the sweat/
Plenty challenge, but not any getting live as this/
A lioness awaits a king & I'll find her soon/
Still healing my wounds. My heart and my mind are bruised/
Sometimes I lose control. I'm only human though/
With a different way of explaining like roman numerals/
I let the music flow as I flow with it/
No nonsense, fakeness and no gimmicks/
Let's go get it. I'm seeing my own vision/
For real I'm trying to do what Karl Malone didn't/
Win the gold and then start up my own business/
Make a mill and buy momma a home with it/
All from spitting and writing my own writtens/
All I know is that my creative control wishes life goes on/
(Hook)
Got my conscience telling me/
Yea Nams you need to write those songs/
Life goes on.. Got my conscience telling me/
Yea Nams you need to right those wrongs/
Life goes on.. Got my conscience telling me/
Yea Nams you need to write those songs/
Life goes on.. Got my conscience telling me/
Yea Nams you need to right those wrongs.../
(Verse 2)
They say life goes on and yup it is what it is/
Naw, you can't hate yourself forever, cuz you did what you did/
Picking on the new kid back in the day. What a bully you were/
Living a gangster's paradise like a Coolio verse/
I'm Funkdoobie and Murs mixed with a little Sick Jacken/
Mixed with some DJ Quik to keep the ish crackin/
In other words, dyNamek and versatile/
I'm hip-hop. Always serving the planet with certain styles/
With a purpose of keeping the population at peace/
Every word that I speak in my compilation is me/
So I take full responsibility for my actions/
There's a 1000% possibility that I'm Namek/
That's the proof in the pudding homie. No more to explain/
How many references of life can you absorb in your brain?/
Some bring the torture and pain. While others spreading the love/
Yet it seems like it's never enough.. But still life goes on/
(Hook 2)
Got my conscience telling me/
Yea Nams you need to write those songs/
Life goes on.. Got my conscience telling me/
Yea Nams you need to right those wrongs/
Life goes on.. Got my conscience telling me/
Yea Nams you need to write those songs/
Life goes on.. Got my conscience telling me/
Yea Nams you need to right those wrongs.../
(Verse 3)
On this microphone I've actually changed a few lives and it feels good/
To know that people are listening to this feel good/
Type of sound... A role model like Michael Phelps/
Winning gold medals while smoking herb like "Yo I'm high as hell"/
But the time is now.. That's what my conscience always tells me/
Hustle til the day you're finally Rockefeller wealthy/
But I'm cool off that. Still in my heart I feel I'll be cool off rap/
In the future most likely expand and sign a new contract/
To put my tunes on wax. Survival of the vinyl/
Finish the project, then I'll be deciding on the title/
Living the life that I know. I'm sipping wine with winos/
Earning respect on the scene as I'm rhyming with my idols/
Keep my eyes on the title. Robert Horry steez/
Anything less than that is just quite simply boring me/
Ain't got the time to be an average cat with average stats/
Evolving to be the best in this habitat as life goes on/
(Hook 3)
Got my conscience telling me/
Yea Nams you need to write those songs/
Life goes on.. Got my conscience telling me/
Yea Nams you need to right those wrongs/
Life goes on.. Got my conscience telling me/
Yea Nams you need to write those songs/
Life goes on.. Got my conscience telling me/
Yea Nams you need to right those wrongs.../
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Straight out of east side
Waco, Texas bitch
I'm reppin' till I die
Ride by
Lakeshore down to 1-Eight
PJ get me high
Oh my
What is that you rollin'
Floatin to the sky
Certified
Stooopid motherfucka' you don't want to try
Too fly
Drippin'
And I'm sippin'
Makin' bitches sigh
Can't lie
Known to keep it G'
The realest can't deny
At the light
Flip the switch on herring
We gon' make a right
Sit tight
Dippin'
Flippin'
Fishin"
Bout' to catch a bite
Pullin' up to my hood
Sayin' what's up to my cuddie
Posted up by the wood
We just gettin' this money
Watching out the police
Even more for these snakes
Best believe fam gon' eat
Puttin' food on that plate
Rollin' up a swisha
Feelin' good feelin' great
Coming down in the lone star state
Outsiders can't relate
See we ridin' round gettin' paid
I'ma shine why these bitches throwing shade
Cause' they see I'm Texas made
Feelin' good feelin' great
Coming down in the lone star state
Outsiders can't relate
See we ridin' round gettin' paid
I'ma shine why these bitches throwing shade
Cause' they see I'm Texas made
On my Dallas shit
Nipsey blue all on me like a maverick
Packin'
When I hit oakcliff
To lift the package
Match it
Hit two with the plug
And then I'm out quick
Too lit
Ridin' high on 45 to Houston
Music
Bumping
Sippin' rum
No I ain't cuban
Too slick
Text my brother
Bro I got them new knicks
Brother text me back sis what you waiting on come through shit
Hit a lick
Move it
Flip it
Rip it like we hooking lips
Pullin up to his hood
Night time on sunnyside
I know if a nigga would
Bro gon' make the sun rise
Watching out for these jackers
Even more for these fakes
Cause' you know what we after
Stacking money gettin paid
Rollin' up a swisha
Feelin' good feelin' great
Coming down in the lone star state
Outsiders can't relate
See we ridin' round gettin' paid
I'ma shine why these bitches throwing shade
Cause' they see I'm Texas made
Feelin' good feelin' great
Coming down in the lone star state
Outsiders can't relate
See we ridin' round gettin' paid
I'ma shine why these bitches throwing shade
Cause' they see I'm Texas made
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Cruisin' wit my glasses on
Got my sunglasses on
On a Sunday afternoon
Doubt I’ll be back here soon I’m leaving
Verse 1
Grey chino slacks Nikes on my feet
Breaking bad t shirt I got from urban outfitter
It feels so good to be coming out those house slippers
Cinnamon Toast Crunch boy I got to eat
Fix my hair brush my teeth
But before I got to roll a couple swisher sweets
For the traffic on the free
Way in LA
Bring havoc to the street
Feeling fucked up cause last I have to much to drink
And my stomach feeling woozy
Head to the studio business as usual
Should be dressed for a funeral
Cause I'ma kill a mic not that Atlanta rapper dude u know
I’m flyer than a UFO
Headed out the door
Rev my engine and then put my car in cruise control
Vroom vroom
Hear I go
Chorus
Cruisin' wit my glasses on
Got my sunglasses on
On a Sunday afternoon
Doubt I’ll be back her soon I’m leaving
Don’t know when I’ll
Be home
Verse 2
liquor store run to get a beverage
A baller on a budget so I copped a 2 11
I was mobbin' down the crevices on Crenshaw and Venice
Then I saw the homie victor smoking on a swisher
That's the image we portray but hey u get the picture
Tearing up these mics gotta have to right condenser
For me to slay the beat that King gave me so we commence to
Lay the track and save it
Send the record to be mixed
Do nothing and get pissed
Enough of the suspense
Forward this to Preston Presley the rest will be his story
Kyle told me there’s a party up in echo park
Swoop the homie and hit the road for it started getting dark
Chorus
Cruisin' wit my glasses on
Got my sunglasses on
On a Sunday afternoon
Doubt I’ll be back her soon I’m leaving
Don’t know when I’ll be home
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Johanna
We here now now we ain’t Leavin’
We hear now now we ain’t Leavin’
Turtle
We here now now we ain’t Leavin’
We hear now now we ain’t Leavin’
Turtle vs 1
We here now we ain't leavin keep on rockin best believe it cuz i/
Need it like you need it breathe it in and breathe it out now/
Beat it down break it down from the brink of breakadawn breaker one nine breaker one nine mayday/
Turtl and johanna phraze's pay day We gon turn it out now/
We gon burn it down now All the way downtown west to the eastside/ Best of the B sides fresh little G ride Let em all know that our destiny resides/
Right inside your chest and it beats like (boomboomboomboom)/
Blood gushing bum rushing doin it live with no repercussion/
I dont give a fuck im a keep on cussin I dont get a buck but i keep on bustin/
Spontaneous combustion rock stadiums for nothing/
But it wont be this way for too long never been right but i never been too wrong/
Got my sights glued on eyes on the prize Thats how i ride man high til i die
We hear now, we ain’t leavin’
Can’t stop us don’t even
Think about it bout
Things is different now we out
Now we out now we on it
Tore it down then we brought it
Now we own it now they want it
Now they need it
In they stereo
Heads up y’all cus we bout to blow
Tearing up the scene with the swag on swoll
Can’t hold us back no more
Get mad love from the heads who know
Set shit off everywhere we go
People say hay
People say yo
There they come
There they go
Turtle goin hard with little Joh
Phrazure Danger
Always packin’ bangers
Pack concepts that confuse and rearrange ya
Face lyrical mace
Fear of the pace at which we runnin’
Kickin’ fools off they stages they ain’t even see us comin'
Kickin’ fools of the pages, contagious
Infect and flip the script
Gather props for the way we handle it
Can’t handle this Johanna chick
Always spit the sickest shit
So we never ever let them bitches bother
No never slip get soft or wonder
Neva back down fall off of falter
We hear now, we ain’t leavin’
Can’t stop us don’t even
Think about it bout
Things is different now we out
Now we out now we on it
Tore it down then we brought it
Now we own it now they want it
Now they need it
In they stereo
Let’s go turtle
Let’s go Phrazure
Let’s go turbo
Let’s go crazy
We hear now, we ain’t leavin’
Can’t stop us don’t even
Think about it bout
Things is different now we out
Now we out now we on it
Tore it down then we brought it
Now we own it now they want it
Now they need it
In they stereo
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(Chorus Josiah Deadflowers)
We hyp hyp hyp hyp hypnotize you when we grip this Mic
So we we we we we'd advise you keep an open mind
Recalculate your membranes
To awaken your third eye
The time is now to elevate don't let it pass you by
(Verse 1 Josiah Deadflowers)
You ain't never heard of me
Captivated melodies
Catch'em in the symphony
Calculate the remedy
What to be a friend of me
But acting like an enemy
Leave'em in a vegetative state
If they want the beef
Always gonna keep my cool
Even when I bring the heat
On a count of three
Gonna break your mind free
Come ride with me
Get live with me
Let's all get live say I believe
(Verse 2 Arkyve)
Highly motivated my name on the marquee/ Arkyve Siah Namek and Spok Beats/ Malathion in the six considered the top fleet/Local Heroes breaking ground we hammering concrete/cause some of y’all sweeter than liters of raw cinnamon/ I’m cutting out promoters free loaders and all middle men/ I tell an imitator get lost like they Gilligan/ you dealing with a militant squad we out to kill again
(Chorus Josiah Deadflowers)
We hyp hyp hyp hyp hypnotize you when we grip this Mic
So we we we we we'd advise you keep an open mind
Recalculate your membranes
To awaken your third eye
The time is now to elevate don't let it pass you by
(Verse 3 Namek)
You are getting sleepy. Let me wake you up. Here's a local heroes cd. It'll take you up/
Higher than you've ever been. To another zone. Where the time and the weather is something of its own/
I'm a fly type of veteran at 25 years old with my mind in the direction to rejuvenate your soul/
My crew will take control with the super faded flow. We're the starting cast now in our movie making role
(Verse 4 Malathion)
Put the mic down
when I put on my crown
better lie down
verbal shot gun let off 5 rounds buckshot give you wings you can fly now
sayonara
you wont see tomorrow
your style is borrowed
get you burnt up by the molten lava
turn you into a fucken larva because I'm spitting baras gonna leave you chopped up in Ensenada
(Chorus Josiah Deadflowers)
We hyp hyp hyp hyp hypnotize you when we grip this Mic
So we we we we we'd advise you keep an open mind
Recalculate your membranes
To awaken your third eye
The time is now to elevate don't let it pass you by
(Bridge Josiah Deadflowers)
One two, we coming for you
Three four, better lock your doors
Five six, come to the six two six
Seven eight, it's way too late
(Chorus Josiah Deadflowers)
We hyp hyp hyp hyp hypnotize you when we grip this Mic
So we we we we we'd advise you keep an open mind
Recalculate your membranes
To awaken your third eye
The time is now to elevate don't let it pass you by
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Intro
Fast asleep count the sheep u must dream big enough but u dream too much u found nightmares
Vast and deep the black wormholes demons that burn souls doubt creeps in your ideas
And develops an aimless float feeling of interstellar empty space so filled with hot air
Navigating the gas between stars winds solar U leave the sun could freeze lungs it's a polar opposite
I know we aren't the solo occupants
How to fall asleep with a secret so daunting
I gotta get me some sleep so no haunting please
Angels visit me and when I'm sleeping
Demons fight with angels in my dreams
Body heals but only if I'm sleeping
But sleep won't stop my mind from overthinking
Switch perspective change how I might see things
Where shadows walk beside or might just guide me leading
Til all the games I've lost I'd shake em off I'd face em all
And good people we've lost who paid the cost I prayed for y'all
Show me a rich man without a guilty conscience any country
I'm already guilty I may as well have the money don't take it from me
As life keeps flashing right across our eyelids we might come
To the point where we keep asking what have I did have I done
We all go back to the future some day u may
Have something more positive to say
Can't take it back I can make it right
Learn from my mistakes it could save your life
But filled with regret it can keep u awake at night
Be no prisoner of your mind won't come back you'll live your time
Fear and guilt they can be just like landmines
Interstellar...this dreamscape it is so interstellar
I can't escape yet it's so interstellar...this dream zone it is so interstellar...don't wake me
Interstellar...this dreamscape it is so interstellar
I can't escape...black holes
(Intro repeats)
Written by A. Pointer for Abscorp Music (ASCAP)
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Bump this in your buggy, I’m a boulevard buccaneer
Scarub in your ear, loud and clear something rare
Lookie-Here superior urban Shakespeare
To be or not to be, what I is, no questions there
With what I is, very few can compare
Couldn’t roll-up to my level in a wheel-chair
I don’t care what you wear, fuck your flair
That’s a double-dog-dare and I swear y’all squares
The world’s a sphere and y’all standing queer
Best to stand clear over there when I’m near
Over here, over there I’m a current affair
No it ain’t fair, but you better beware
I don’t bark, I don’t bite, I rip and tear
I swear I’m bright, don’t fight the glare
It ain’t polite to stair, at an extraordinaire
But if you must, gather round for this world-premiere...
New car, same gas as yesterday
Same words, different order, just spat in a fresher way
I crash through borders, step through them like paper-mache
Rap out the ordinary, all rules I castaway
Out last the day, at night, I smash, can’t stay, dash-away, my craft is bastard-play
I rap this way so promoters advance my pay
For cash I’ll spray them lyrics that masters say
He nasty ayy, in streets they asking me
The word-play height class that I display
I rap worldly, craft-work, stack all day
Gasp and laugh at these curb-side-surveys
That’s right, these raps, I have, they navigate, release a track, on the ave, they glad, chain’s wait... ha, yeah
Roll with the punches, like scrapping on skates
As these days pass away.
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In the survival of the fittest
From the poorest to the richest
Picket fences to the trenches
Secret garden to the sewer stenches
In between the tenants
And the People paying penance
Lived a man who had an image of himself to be weak and deceived by the timid
So he never pushed the limit
Cuz his heart was never in it
On his face you saw the blemish
Of his hope that had diminished
Cynicism had him finished couldn’t handle any critics
All alone he sat there just a waitin for the ending
Of the life that he pretended and the lie that he defended
All the wrongs he never mended
Phobia had him suspended
In the corner of his room with the gun his friend had lent him
Selfishly he was demented
Father please forgive me for the sins that I’ve committed
Cowardly he put the clip in
Downed the rum that he’d been sippin
Put the gun against his head saw only red hammer clickin
Alone the man was sitting
In the corner still suspended
With the gun against his head the very one his friend had lent him
Pulled the trigger only clickin
Something wrong with the weapon
That was sposed to be the endin to the last of his livin
Clarity he had been given
His reflection what he saw on the glass that he’d been sippin
Wiped the tears that had been drippin
Then he really started trippin
On the gift that he’d been given
Realization that the fear was just a part of this livin
So his spirit was uplifted
Mode of thinking had been shifted
All the suffering had drifted and emotions had been sifted
A loud laugh and he meant it
When he realized that inside his life he’d now have no resentment
The only thing to fear is fear itself
How much you put on it is how much you’re dealt
Accepted it’s reality
The man who mastered fear
Embraced it’s relationship
The man who mastered fear
Revered the unknown
The man who mastered fear
Now the chambers clear
The man who mastered fear
The man who mastered fear
The man who mastered
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S.L.A.P.
chorus
Ich frag mich oft wo du dich versteckst oder wies dir geht,
Vielleicht läuft man sich irgendwann ja mal übern Weg
Weiß nicht ob es dir etwas bedeutet dass du mir fehlst,
Dass ich an dich denk ,dass du weg bist kann ich verstehen
Verse mo:
Ich wohne immer noch hier,immer noch in der gleichen Stadt, versucht es immer noch mit rap doch weiß ich immer noch nicht ob es klappt,
Mittlerweile job und ein bisschen Geld, so dass alles passt aber nicht Die Welt doch es ist okay
Denk an dich bei jedem grünen Tee den ich mach,
Kannst du dich erinnern wie das damals war,du hast mir erzählt von der g und a,jede Nacht gechillt bis es hell wurde bis die Nachbarn gehen auf die Arbeit fahren,alles war egal,
Wir hatten beide keinen Job keinen Plan und es war normal,
Ich war viel zu jung und viel zu verstrahlt,
Wir haben viel geredet über Leben und Tod über taoismus und Religion und du hast gesagt du kennst die strasse kennst den Knast und das soll sich nie mehr wiederholen und ich hab geglaubt,
Denn du hast nicht einmal an nem joint gezogen,warst immer bodenständig,hast die Leute nie belogen, trotzdem durfte ich kiffen da in deiner Wohnung,
Doch dann war da plötzlich dieser Typ,von dem ich hörte er war mal auf h,
Er kam immer öfter zu Besuch und von da an ging es alles schnell,
Du hast gesagt er sei nur ein Freund, hätte nichts, nehme keine Drogen, doch paar Jahre später sah ich dich am Bahnhof auf Entzug mit ner Flasche methadon
Chorus 2×
Ab Rude
A woman has just lost her only son hope for joy
Lifeless in an opioid crisis
And it's scary to imagine that in the very same cabinet
She uses he found new vices
From the doctors prescription when she popped one he would watch And for addiction this would put him at a high risk
And it's no one to blame it can go one or two ways
Get treatment or he strays and won't survive this
Miss my homie my dog who am I gonna call
Like when I wrote a tight verse one to tell me it was tight first
My day one my dude my musical muse
One who 1st got my bars up don't it hurt to lose a partner
But I know that yr somewhere trying to tell me keep my heart open
Inspire me to keep the art up new studio new startup
If u got one or u lost one still talk with em still rock with em
If the memory's true inside of u they'll live on...
S.L.A.P.
Chorus 2×
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Verse 1 -
Destruct:
It’s puro Drastico,
fake emcees souls made out of plastico,
Brazilian & Chileno yeah my accent got a nasty flow,
ouça porque todas as minhas palavras eu clássico,
o melhor que você nunca ouviu fumar fantástico
Silvandgold:
Like I stated in the locksmith I’m a breath of fresh air for these asthmatic rats that murmur and don’t compare I blow it in your face and you stare then you walk up to me and ask me where I came from ‘cause I can’t be real
Destruct:
It’s opposite day, it only means that we straight,
plus I can make a livin’ with a summer house off the hate,
ain’t nothin’ changed man it’s D the vitamin that you need,
I got a catalog of food for thought numbered or a through z
Silvandgold:
‘Cause we were student see observing everything before we took the leap we listened when they speak and we read and wisdom so intense causando doler accidentemente a gente más debiles yó no sé yo no pienso como él
Destruct:
Society’s outcast, no Big Boi or Three Stacks,
solo plataa y oro and the rebel with real facts,
talk is cheap so we live it and kick it over Drastik tracks,
Time is money, no chillin’ you kiddin’ see where rents at?
Silvandgold:
Leaving scars behind for the absent-minded temporary feels immaturity our downfall for real recognize your feelings and dictate your life timidity the reason why you’re constantly hurting inside not speaking your mind
Chorus 1 x2
It’s mad wayz you can get it nowadayz,
moving weight, try the legal route and figure if the crime pays,
everybody gotta price, thats what most say,
we rather hold our own, slangin’ dope and reassure your faith
Verse 2-
Silvandgold:
Resistir pero Gaby no puede tiene que pelear encontre mi debilidad y mi fuerza
Destruct:
En la muisca we switch it up styles upon styles,
honest music 101 u just listen with denial
Silvandgold:
But still Sil, Dee and Dras in L.A. making tracks prepping for a busy path to face the hate and the mad
Destruct:
Life is short, fuck the past, ain’t the one for lookin’ back,
we lookin’ forward subtracting the whack yeah we good at math
Chorus 2 x 2
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aka "Fat Hit"
Line for line we keep it right on time
Stitch together rhymes n stay the path of my prime
Rock period though a myriad of mics
We never hesitant
To give our best attempt to circumvent and represent
Verbally shaping shit trapezoids escaping it
Stop signs replacing it keep pushing till I’m making it
Now y’all can feel me or fear me I’m taking every inning
As long as I’m getting my win in when the time is ending
I’m too nice call me hot spit able, taking me literal
I crush the skull pulverizing into minerals so shit is critical
So you lack the vitamins so try again
Rhyming till the night is end
Tied up in the lions den to strike again
This life I’m in
My hip hop I like it funky as hell
Beats by Fat Jack were no similar sound
I wouldn’t have it any other way..
hop skip and jump from making my way
it's quite possibly you at a lost to see , the boss MC Joaquin leaving em Lost a sea, unfiltered and unchanged my title still makes waves, So nice see like I'm ice tea calling it lemonade,
My fluid styles increase in nautical miles,
You gassed to think your solid taking nothing but L's, I'm like 20,000 leagues out of your league crafting my flow technique
So take a seat,,,,, relax your feet while I baptize beats
flows get harder like when aqua meets with molten lava, these cats get salty cuz I'm smarter then that bottled water
The tide is rising I'm Poseidon with tsunami writing like mike Tyson with a Triton keep piranhas biting
These words form my page create an ice age,
Melt this souls on ice drown suckas with this mic device
For all you peeps that think you could rhyme this sick/
Get off the mic get off my style get off this Moby dick
I’m on my Kobe shit
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16. |
Sheet Music - Longevity
03:08
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Sheet music...
Absolute / Incomplete
Undisputed / In defeat
Inconclusive / In the streets
In control / Uncontrollable
White lights / Hell bound
Sheet Music.. (x2)
I've, jumped off of buildings
Absorbed pain
Witnessed killings
Walked with a cane
Ran through syringes
Reacted with vengeance
Got bad intensions
Just for the adrenaline
Aint no thang
Im from the streets..
Knuckleheads & heat
Concrete
Beef
Bullshit on repeat
Life in full deceit
People equal play for keeps..
F*%K!!
I can't eat or fall asleep
This shits deranged
Im in my brain
Feeling strange, hearing..
Sheet music...
Absolute / Incomplete
Undisputed / In defeat
Inconclusive / In the streets
In control / Uncontrollable
White lights / Hell bound
Sheet Music.. (x2)
In the trap running rapid
Causing the quill to suffocate
With the blood ink that was spilled and killed other greats
Hit by trains
Locked up
Heartbreak, another fate
Park lakes, Yellow tape
Dark places, Metal gates
I gives a fuck aboutcha...
I walk strapped nigga!
I do this on my own
Your shits an act nigga!
My heart is made of stone
& I am that nigga!
I came to take the throne...
But shit is silent
There's no one left
Im all alone, hearing
Sheet music...
Absolute / Incomplete
Undisputed / In defeat
Inconclusive / In the streets
In control / Uncontrollable
White lights / Hell bound
Sheet Music.. (x2)
ugh.. The day of Death!!
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Bless 1NE vs 1
I Got Props from what playing got love from what I'm saying
And I got some Muslim homies that be banging on bacon
Each sentence is big business like American prisons
Solitary confinement for misunderstood children
Another day another Bullshit conviction
After only one hearing now his whole future's tinted
Can't get a student loan tagged with felony
Cant get a business loan to manifest his destiny
But big homie got them g packs
Even though he's sleeping on a bench he still ain't trying to see that
But broken homes produce kids that'll bust your dome
They used to be quiet and shy but now they own some chrome
And they keep it shinier than Destro
Trying to change their lives but the streets they just cant let go
It's the tug of war, Eggo mentality
Wanna live positive but then brought back to reality, damn...
Ab chorus
Just when I thought that I could trust the system
It seems it got me caught up again - and I know that
The highest courts ain't got no justice in them
They're locking up all the young black men - still I'm pro-black
Black excellence we go against the standard
Rude Bless & Doodlebug so we can dig the planet
All my efforts are to uplift the family
Want my brothers and sisters to win - and u know that
Doodlebug vs 2
Extra extra read all about it
The ghetto's red hot and we do nothing about it
But sit around complain and probably tweet about it
But that ain't yall right? No that ain't us kid!
'Cause we those cats that talk them act facts
Expose the system for all their social setbacks
Black man brown man red man white
We can't seem to get our intrapolitics right
So we fight over everything fight over anything
Fight over nothing ain't a damn thing changed son
So here I are in this beautiful struggle
With my beautiful people just tryna find me a hustle
I could feed my fam without landing in prison
Keep my eye on the devil without blurring my vision
Woah...I'm tryna keep my civility
Surrounded by these haters and racists that's tryna kill me for real
Ab chorus
Just when I thought that I could trust the system
It seems it got me caught up again - and I know that
The highest courts ain't got no justice in them
They're locking up all the young black men - still I'm pro-black
Black excellence we go against the standard
Rude Bless & Doodlebug so we can dig the planet
All my efforts are to uplift the family
Want my brothers and sisters to win - and u know that
Ab Rude vs 3
Now they wanna pardon me after they went hard on me
With targeting in fact the food u fed it clogged our arteries
Disparity that is the truth we face
That's why every rap i spit is more solution based
Yo forget complaining we got noose to break
Around our neck when we reflect we can not lose our faith in
Mind body soul aligned is true salvation
We'll also take our reparations (cut the check)
I ain't trying to hear that narrative they write about
Always dividing us but I know love will wipe them out
We fearless though they ship us off to Rikers Isle
Even with they biases we moving up to higher ground
Yeah no one puts brother in a box
As me and my big hipped woman bounce to lovers rock
Wonder thunder thighs she a lady bug i'm a butterfly
Rude and Doodlebug cut a rug Bless cut for I
Ab chorus
Just when I thought that I could trust the system
It seems it got me caught up again - and I know that
The highest courts ain't got no justice in them
They're locking up all the young black men - still I'm pro-black
Black excellence we go against the standard
Rude Bless & Doodlebug so we can dig the planet
All my efforts are to uplift the family
Want my brothers and sisters to win - and u know that
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18. |
Lately - Lady Omega
03:48
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Lately
lately I’ve been feeling crazy
I don’t know what’s taken over me
without you here I’m feeling lonely
well I see the sun shining in your eyes
Oh to me it’s a big surprise and I can’t deny oh no I can’t
then I turn around and I see your face another glimpse just another taste
and I’ll be OK
what’s a girl to say
I can’t make you want nobody,
I can’t make you want nobody
I just want to be with you
Baby, I can’t make you want
Want nobody, babe
Want nobody babe
Don’t want nobody babe
Want nobody babe
Don’t want nobody babe
See the sun shining in your eyes
See the sun shining in your eyes
See the sun shining in your eyes
See the sun shining in your eyes
Lately lately lately
Feelin crazy crazy crazy
Lately lately lately
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19. |
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Moon Madness
Is it you...is it u is it me is it crew
moon madness
this is madness
Myka 9
suspicious activity consumes
and can occur during a full moon
but all i really want to do is get close to you make me feel brand new am i’m confused
superstition or it may be truth
that late at night some people act a mother freakin fool
with all them street hustlers too and hits home the clue break in and steal ran fools for many jewels
love is this captivity in tune then in a blur i will leave the room
end up building with the crew have a toast or two bake and spill some brew gorilla glue
it’s vicious out there but also cool
explore the world and expand your view
nuts and them villains running zoos taking more than shoes snatching souls i choose to not amuse
chorus
Moon Madness
(this is madness)
Is it you is it me is it us or our community
Moon madness
this is madness, this is madness
Amen vs
Borrow your steez, got this tune to make
Follow your lead, I got rules to break
Shift like the tides
Ebb and flow through me
I be Kingu in stride
Time emotes through me
Head of the dragon, I'm ascending
Tail off the dragon, I'm descending
I attack Titans
I relax after pummeling
We attract highest
To reflect master's covenant
Rahu and Ketu gon' get'chu
Mama Mahina say she gon' bless you
Phobos and Deimos say you won't get thru
Cycle of life was glad when it met you
My intuition says I was rescued
And I laughed and I turned to her face
To her eyes
To her soul
And there she was
Staring back at me
Just as crazy as me
Yo, this is madness
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20. |
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Do u think about me all day
Does it turn u on when I say your name
If so baby swing my way
I know u wanna swing my way
I can tell that u want me
I can tell that I want u right now
Ain't got no time no petty games
So just hush and listen
We've got all the time in the world
Yeah, dare to make it last
Baby go slow go fast
Or if u really want to I can show u how we do what we do
In the islands
I can show u how we romance
I can show u how we slow dance
To our favorite slow jam
TellmeWutuWantBB
TellmeWutuWantBB
Tell me I'm all u need babe
Mm hmm
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21. |
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We going back back forth - out of love
We going back back forth - out of love
We going back back forth - out of love
We going back back forth - out of love
So here we are lost in this masquerade
In this lonely game we play
And I felt I found myself long ago
And I thought I didn't have to keep searching no mo
That part of me that wasn't afraid to love
Swallowed deep inside myself
Folded inside of an abyss
In which I can not - get myself out
Feel like a black hole - swallowed me up
Oh, when I gave my heart to you
It was something I thought you would hold sacred and true
First you were sending me hints
Baby and now I know
And the truth is,
Probably should've seen it since a while ago
We going back back forth - out of love
We going back back forth - out of love
We going back back forth - out of love
We going back back forth - out of love
So here we are lost in this masquerade
In this lonely game we play
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22. |
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I seen ya walk, across the bar
And we didn't even talk, and I don't even know your name
Good looking, come talk to me
And think of how it could be
Sassy and classy, down to earth
They all want u badly
Come smoke this J with me come smoke this J with me
Go outside and blaze with me go outside and blaze with me
They don't let us smoke in this club
Let's hit the patio and roll one up
So down your drink and blaze with me
Come twist this J with me
Mmmm
written / published by A. Pointer for Abscorp Music (ASCAP)
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Living the dream means that
You could be asleep
Sirens will ring
Wake you to the beat
Please mind the tingling that
pulses in your feet
And
Beware what you wish for
Beware what you wish for
It started with a lack of fruity/juicy/quenching items in the fridge
in the cupboard, mother Hubbard,
left the toe jam in a dig
I’m hungry for a chill sesh
but I’m shifting ‘tween living and the dead
gotta think of something quick
So I reached into the freezer,
there was Belvedere and squid
Yeah I threw ‘em in a shaker
like the potion of a witch
Now I’m sipping on a jug of poison swill
Cuz it satisfies the drought
of my rebel grill …
I couldn’t tell
If I was fading or just thirsty and exhausted
I’m aware of how I caused it,
how it tasted, what it costed
If life’s a piece of cake,
I’m blinded by the frosting
I’m lost in this impossible position
of bossing
By day pressing beats, in summer heat,
it’s awesome
at night by lunar light,
shaker tins become the posse
Pick your poison, Like a flower,
dynamic phantom power,
Take a hike, take a shower
come back in an hour
Crazy eight, Feels great,
I’m armed against bubonic,
Consistently, the recipe is slipping me
I’m on it
Just a little rhyme to memorize,
MC mnemonic,
... digital reminders
but my mind’s the one that’s honest
Four count of gin in a tin,
muddled cuke and mint,
Four count tequila,
elderflower and some licorice
Four count rum agave lime
with a cookie finish
Shake it til there’s ice outside the tin,
write your name in it
Watermelon, habanero
herbs to take it down a notch
Hands are scarred from working
But what’s worse is all the bar rot
Something ‘bout the pain
billows away
when I don’t stop
I’m a mixer, my elixir’s
rhythm of your next shot!
Living the dream means that
You could be asleep
Sirens will ring
Wake you to the beat
Please mind the tingling that
pulses in your feet, and
Beware what you wish for
Beware what you wish for
It’s when I’m laid back
That I fully start to panic
Cuz the hunger’s kicking in
And I got nothing here to can it
Yeah I’m saving for my bills
and my tuition
and my outfits
but when I’m on a break,
that’s when I think the hardest
all suppos’ed growth was ‘sposta come
if I had broke the code
claim I’m always right,
so often, go home and to bed alone
i can see Connie
sitting pretty thru the window
And I think about the road and all the meals and the people
i could sit and dwell
in the warp of my vinyl
Til I find a brighter spin
on the illness of my style
I’m twisting at the heart
of a Fibonacci spiral
belly lint is settling
I’m digging toward the spinal
Once I hit the nerve
Maybe tip the swerve
maybe start to smile
when it’s free time I’m offered
But the lines are blurred
And the words are slurred
So the limes have turned
And the grime is stirred
you got a sweet tooth, well I got 26
And every last one of them is having a shit fit
Haven’t been fed in an artist’s minute
Slow is the roll, getting old before you finish
And every time I look up
I’m answering my gut
It sucks how quick that thin
Turns to thick
And times are rough: but
to crack reality, you’ve gotta give up
luxuries like munching
But it’s worth it on the cusp of
Living the dream even
If it means you're sleeping
Sirens are ringing
I’ll wake up to the beat, yeah!
Please mind the tingling that
pulses in the feet
And
Beware what you wish for
Beware what you wish for
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Keep The Feel Ent. Los Angeles, California
Keep The Feel Ent is Abstract Rude's digital imprint record label thru Alphapup Distribution. We use this pg to leak rare and exclusive content before it goes globally digital on all platforms. Thx for your love & support!
Los Angeles, CA
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