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Pay 2 Win
02:23
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we had to level up
we aint payin to win
i was down in the dumps
had to finish the game
k/d been low now im playin to win
i remember feelin like i would amount to nothing
this intake of literature got me lookin within
if you dont understand life, you can ask for a friend
you aint gotta do this yourself, get to team managin
no teabaggin
man why you do that to fam?
why dont you try to see in advance that you stuck in a trance?
theres a revolution happenin, you tryna dance
say you did this/did that but what you do for the man?
always fixin to shoot but never know where it lands
cheatin happiness when you go and scramble for xans
shuffle up the deck cuz now i got plans
dont even try with my fists no more
always an automatic hit
ocean flowin
potion pouring
while the diction is crisp
the game knocked
imma let it in
my mane popped off
you never speak again
shits a ten
fuck a count tho
speakin for my honchos
rainin on my paper, i aint even bring a poncho
add it to the raps
to the fullest
i ride the thunder
stray bullets defined my summer
this bullshit gon pile us under
theres no retortin
your champions promote extortion and theres no remorsin
just keep balancing
evoke emotions
get your show in motion
for malcolm
for mac
breonna
for jack
for all the ancestors buried deep inside the cracks between the grooves of your hands that you lift to the man in the moon
what the world do to you is a travesty
indoctrinated radically
slip off the basic balance
lift your chalice to a new majesty
make a move
create the rules for you and save some time for publishin
stake a claim between the crime and punishment
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2. |
OTACON
03:16
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every day is judgement day in my ministry
gimme a bump if you feelin me
bitches never gettin rid of me
out my vicinity
tryna rush me while im finishing up on the velvet scratchin
throw threes up if the belt been packin
all td up
purge mind
its a crackdown
your new man sellin packs now, need a handout?
you still tryna get noticed
the homie pull up in the focus
make it duly noted the coke has been takin a toll, if you just stuck to droll wont be needin a patdown
wait hold up, you mad now?
keep your pedestal close, this madtown
so instead of you, brodie might crash down
he ahead of you, dont need a cash cow
i been stayin up inside my mindframe
know my mindstate need fixin
im wakin up and still in my ways
take it by day
cheap livin
im stakin up on a friday
fuck a hot plate, im chillin
shits martis gras, im trippin
and you otacon with the bitchin
always think im whippin up a cure with a bottle
im a model for a generation floored
think im generally bored with myself and my background
momma copped a belt, made a man into a battleground
no it aint a problem
bitch im curtis carroll when im stockin up my options
words an oracle
metaphorical with the mosh pit
you playin games?
just stop this
take the tape, just watch this
look
how could i do it again?
if we just pretendin
beggin for severance
why we delayin the end?
huh?
peace
but now you all losin your friends
i been out the bend and never relenting
all i can say with my pen
yes i eliminate all of my enemies
shoot from their mouths so i come with artillery
losin their legs
mane fuck what they tellin me
got him into rappin, call that a mini me
talkin my shit, i might end up like kennedy
but i like writin shit for infinity
all this practicin turned me to a deity
all our morals waterweight like it kreitein
seem like kno one anymore have humility
i skip a beat in this shit where it shouldnt be
nickels and dimes what i get for gratuity
all these bitches fall for me like im gravity
lookin like "fucked up" happen to be your only trait
back down
hunched low
made it hard to face to your consequences
fallin victim to your expenses
build a fence
burn a bridge
made it hard to live with
the face that you back down
always act up but never gettin the act down
gotta assemble the facts and mitigate on the craft
live life like a mission instead of a burdensome task
and im finishin last
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im like frankie with the blood on my sneakers
maniac magee with a jesus piece
askin whats been keepin me in stock
my enemies a flock of sheep retreatin off
and aint nobody seem to be the boss
we just heathens seekin god if he fuck with us
if not, we toughen up
so i aint finna diss you
imma hit you with the sucker punch
ready up you fuckin punk
my needs seek more than one on one
meet you face to face
your saving graces just a run and gun
and if i die at 33, it dont mean that im the second coming
my music speak for itself
i got the clock locked
seconds runnin
add some heat for extra fundin
masterpiece in my hands
dont speak to advance
preachin to sham mfs thru a peephole
forget my music peaked at preachin for the people
im at the steeple, im the fourth king
jordan with the fourth ring, i got a couple more in me
some room for more winnings
aint no placehold
why the case closed?
take hold of your souls, cant replace those
gotta control what you cant mold
thats why you cant fold
i might bend a little but i never fold
might sin a little, tell me who dont
in all honesty
i try to live honestly and stick to the code
they told us bout way before we grew old
i try my best to uphold lessons my dad taught
bumpin some black thought
tucked in the house
i need a spouse
i need the bad thoughts to vanish
if i go missin like atlantis, im just fishin or prayin to god but i aint no mantis
but you can get folded if you try to take my piece
everybody gotta eat
i gotta get mines, you gotta get yours
no nickels and dimes, more sellin out tours cuz we tryna feast
i kick in the door
we dont settle no more
its time to settle the score
i hope that you and yours is ready for war
its on the way like your first seed cuz shes in labor, yeah your baby mother
dont need a tshirt, imma put you on the fader cover
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Breadwinner
02:37
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aint a breadwinner
aint a trendsetter
listenin to other problems like a bartender
they tryna box me into a sound like some tupperware
guess my limited view of the world is what drove me there
suppose the anvil led to the gavel that afflicted despair
hard to pair a couple apples differently from the whole pool that been rotten since they bloomed from the earth
mentality despersed just to learn they spiritually cursed
put first things first
got life fuckin feelin rehearsed
put more coins in the purse, made my talent disperse
had to build shit up back from the dirt
dodging passivity got me fuckin actin alert
forgettin everything i learned
bitch im sittin out for the duration of my existence
the level of my potential and talent equidistant
now they doin bullshit to grab on my attention
reimbursing money like they fillin out a pension
get the fuck up out my mentions
i speak it into existence
convenin all my people
make a scene in the kitchen
flingin all my demons like kareem with the swishes
but its reconciliation if you playin these women
youll see to fruition when its "fuck you, we dip"
so send me pictures when im gone, ill be off the burner
plenty snitches servin hard but they hardly servin
thats a heavy burden
gg leave me in the dark, he aint see me smirkin
the enigma of everything, i know im beside it
gotta fill up the pedigree if we smitin midas
if we indict the titans, be ridin higher than the vikings
we will write the writings to the liking
but when you need what you hate and you hate what you need, just plant a seed of your fate if you payin the fee
and stay maintainin your peace, thats your keep if its the escape you percieve it to be: peace
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S.O.T.F.
01:23
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smokin til im elevated
skip the basis when im stuck in stasis
been frustrated, now im animated
basically faded til im out of existence
i wont make it
i dont think youll catch when i fall
some real fake shit
im used to bracin before a wall with medication
they askin how i corrupt the sound
its all makeshift
they askin where i been all my life? i been vacant
usually complainin when i act complacent
runnin inside of a circle thats perpetuatin
thats why im sittin waitin, why im stuck creatin
never ever had a goal or a high grading
that shit sucks when you say it again
i deplore fake fucks ridin trends to fit in
they dont fuck with the game, they just playin to win
i dont fuck with you mane
why you playin defense?
your disposition to tense
its like you stuck on the fence
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6. |
Phenomenon Interlude
02:06
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imma get a bag
comin back like alumni
imma get a check
you gon text like you love me now
imma send her over, bend it over like its ramadan
i dont need the closure cuz i showed her a phenomenon
i been workin sundays, no sabbath
sleepin thru my mondays, no mattress
"imma get it someday," no talent
hit em with the pump fake, no balance
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7. |
On U (feat. Master Holy)
02:21
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tokin up and workin on my penmanship
tryna get accepted in and finalize a residence
focus what im servin for my brethren
ridin on the second wind and vyin for a precedent
i bring fire like it defcon two
they stay admirin the set con tu
keep it together and thats on u
keep it together man thats on u
i wanna smoke a j with no opposition
combustin the competition
im fishin to be efficient
our mission is to keep the cut from goin missin
overflowin liquid
got honey ear worms, equip them and they viscous
didnt mean to break the bread off your biscuit but information aint patient for the insufficient
if the flow broken, imma fix it
fuck cops pissin our money away, would rather relocate the tax dollars so they doin thangs
im hand in hand with parallel structure, i keep it evident
goin for the blood and the glory
gory with elegance
what you do for leverage?
common rhetoric peddlin
if your presentation lack interpretation, then you gotta level it and balance it out
i been lazy all month so im airin it out
you cant stand to see me be free
i will not sit on my knees
caught you throwin dirt on my name
im still cleaner than a white tee
i came thru with the vibes brand new
you couldnt learn this in school, you wasted time bein cool
stick to the truth like a leech
free the bots, shoutout to steez
master holy create masterpieces
im holdin peace til im deceased
i seen beauty turn to beast
they blinded by the greed
we the calmest in the east
we get love in the streets cuz respect is everything
lucy wants a wedding ring
you trippin on shoestrings
let us just be kings that take care of our queens and protect our offspring
fuck what they talkin
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8. |
Paradigm
02:14
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i been up and out
see my name on the list
make your way from my shit, take another route
cuz i done made the rounds and now im bouta bounce
sick of hearin bout your friends and their bank accounts
im bout a break it out, that new side
set it up
stake em out in the new ride
front about your association, a homie break your hamstring
the pussy unmitigated, litigate it like aslinger
no masked singer, got the vibe on my sleeve
no distraction when im ridin the beat
its for my birthname
and this that honest music
backwash party music
if its a mystery, ill live and let the hardys do it
no i dont need no answer, i put my heart into it
i wanna keep it up but oppors wanna lose it
god its foolish
duality of man, its a reality
head down, mind up
manage the legality of livin when other mfs dyin for you
the brothers keep it afloat so we can dine for two on the sea
with the c
got the team
know what it mean
this the dream
aint it funny the thing that condemn you an elixer?
aint it funny you runnin to something that wont fix it?
im still workin for somethin
im still inside the picture
crazy how everything align
a perfect paradigm
searchin for some paradise but im paralyzed
fuck it, ill leave it to chance like a pair of dice
only got a single pair of pants, aint investin right
but now im hungry as fuck, i need them extra fries
i said "extra" right?
honey mustard, signature sauce and ketchup right?
is it fair to die once youve come to terms with that extra eye?
fightin the fire brewin inside of my mind
out of vision, only trustin my intuition
movin with the gut feeling
know im inefficient while bitchin
movin with a story, keep it somewhat elicit
knew something wasnt right so i just had to fix it
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perhaps niggas just hard knocks like the partials is
breakin up legislative actions like the partisans did
nigga rockin the black socks tougher with party an bin wearin baggy jeans with sweatshirts like 2006
hold up and call the girl because we offerin shit
if she start flirtin with other niggas than we offin her shit
contacts like "where you at nigga?" well im back nigga
same baggy crewneck like winter '92 black niggas
half you niggas smokin that hash like its '69
nigga scorin blow like its '83, snort back in time
fuck you mean we on the capital shit?
sittin back in the expedition with the gas in the whip
cut up bitches in the backseat where i be choppin their shit
mutilatin the gang of sheep til i start breakin their hips
tips
hack that shit up
back that shit up
crip baby mad kid fuckin that shit up
history aint really written by the winners and i know that
these people really trippin off they own facts
just get your soul back
remit the old, invite the new
but if you focused on the gold, we gon roll in spite of you but it aint so bad
four black cats in a roll, my superstitions iminent
euphemisms indolent
diffuse it with a stimulant
my instruments evolved past the ivories
innocence devolved and i cant stand the irony
as far as i can see
partisan bureaucrats on a narrow path
barrel stacked
artists endurin that
hinderers insure the craft and shit is not tight
all my locals smoke, pullin up in all types
just stay awake
dont give your game
live your lane up in your brain
you anticipatin a paycut? pause
studio faded and we baked up raw
tears in the mosh but the place stay poppin
intersectin the flow
musical arbiter
usually pullin up in earl clothin articles
stayin far from you
in division for a minute, made the voices hardly audible
mentally deficient
smokin every minute
haze soaked in my vicinity like an lsd carnival
built upon my poetry, now im a stanza carnivore
faze in and out
gotta face out the drought
been crazed since the start
now im chasin it out
speed racin
trail blazin
never workin for yourself
mind achin
only open your mouth and no one listen to you no more
tunnel vision, pov smokin thru a gopro
one track mind
see what happiness find?
but if it feel forced, is the offering right?
now get off of the mic
i been tryna live life while im startin my prime
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10. |
Tell It Like It Is
02:07
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lookin for sedation from separation entirely
suffer from frustration and stagnation, its pilin
cookin with elation, got preparation anxiety
move with hesitation
debatin if im dividin
search for validation, equate it with culminations of faces
a revelation that mutated my veins
while they preachin calibration, its been stated that police erasin traces of the damage they made
turned off the camera
its been a minute since you bitches mention i got no filter
gold pitcher spillin out my tea
tell em "go figure"
more liquor in the veins than blood
vibin in the hot spot so relocate the plug
im chillin in the aftermath and floatin thru the ether
they ask if its the homies or the fam i said "its neither"
feel im in a bath, way im soakin up the liters
im revokin all my leaders
dont contort my meter
out the discussion, rippin the skin out my cuticles
no that you bluffin cuz every boss is defeatable
im icin, you stuffin
and that line aint refutable
when im sayin nothing, i lay back
so habitual
bud in the paper half baked
smokin like a ritual
tossin all our laundry but that shit is not disputable
throwin lobs like lowry
underdog that made it to his goal
livin thru my lyrics bro
its what we need to do
dont shrug and seek, thats what convenes the fools
so up, get tough and make your speech the tool
to free my pool of people feelin disassociated, disillusioned, reappropriated
the feux created this illusion
we negotiate a final answer to a question they cant surmise to matter
tryna divide the platter and im a channel for it
gotta handle for it, gather for it, tell it like it is
dont gamble for it
plan your focus, health, and ride the end
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im sick of spittin nursery rhymes
want to get ahead of the times
tryna grab on to something in hopes of makin it mine
keep it ten out of ten like im breakin a dime
flow capitalized
project outward
blendin in society to become a higher me
shinin bright entirely
head to toe, flames swallow me
made me have an epiphany
socrates bit the bowl and had his pride undone
if that was me, i wouldve took the opportunity to run
life was designed to survive if it ever get tough
make the offering right
had to vacate and relocate your pride
brush it off to the side or you might be payin the fuckin price
ned stark style, decapitatin your whole lifestyle
gotta make it worthwhile while you still here
writin deadly (hundred proof like everclear) how i instill fear in these fake ass artists
heard you like to rap like a fake ass artist
my pen makin waves, i think i might make some money
bouta make a statement to keep the wisdom runnin
this covid stressin got me forgettin these covid blessings
been sweatin bullets for days
beggin a pull of the haze
swear not to bet all of it on this fake shit
stick it to the dayshift
put your faith in it
i paint a picture with the scripture then you huff the fumes
thinkin you in dog? i dont even fuck with you
dealin with my past like the old dude from hugo, no shop
got shots up my sleeve like caruso
and i been spendin most my days out in oph
no the homie told me i done hopped up on that koji late
so im runnin many names like im ronee sage and my brodie know this the only way
with my pro and butane
the pros and beauts named me as notable
i been exposed to your types and its overdue i put forty days in four night and zone a fool
done with the games and fortnite
im over you
feel the rope
get your coat, to the road with you
you missin hope cuz you know this what most would do
grandmama used to say "lifes a dream," now i know just what she mean
shit aint what is seems
soup and triple never let em know our whereabouts
big business and im never gonna fail now
and you gon reap what you sow
im payin my dues til i earned what im owed
stay true to thyself, i dont fit in no mold
at the end of the day, im still blessed in my soul
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12. |
Fugue State
02:50
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smoke like an oasis
my covers blown
sick of runnin your cases from my cousin home
im just lookin for a rage at my brother home
gotta keep it in the family, in my other zone away from the source and away from my people
main from the source
lp with no equals
no jewel runnin/epin
im for the whole check
no marks on my card, here for the whole deck
rap like imhotep with the speakers blown
snap to the whole set with the speakers blown
im aimin for the whole neck, no jugular but imma juggle your emotions
thats a cold bet
i channel power when reportin from the fugue
feel i been lackin power with reporters on the news sayin that this a godless country
been steady bummin so you best be up to something, gotta get the money
but they right so pipe down with your "all lives"
reciprocating for the wrong type
shit aint alright
so do we like mfs dyin down the street? i aint buyin
this shits a coverup from reachin zion
higherups implyin shits an interruption
system tryna fuck with that gods country really means
get the ends, never reap
preachin from the soul
what the future hold?
when eve and adam ate the apple did we lose control?
cuz we only livin inside of the middle of time
the only time it feel nice when i could disconnect
discontent is evident but we livin with it
instead of changin somethin, man it is what it is
but its sad as shit
got my peers questionin why im lost in the mist
nothin to look up to i guess
scramble for xannies without even carin that they repressed
hatin myself and wonderin why im depressed
my first real friend killed himself, now his talent compressed
i took a dark road
almost lost in the nest
mixin every time i got the fuckin chance
im suprised i aint die from it, maybe its for the best
now im leanin on my baby every time she think that im stressed
pickin up my k/d
upliftin stress like a bench press, got it off of my chest
maybe for now i can rest
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