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I'm riding on this road searching for my eternal happiness
Even though I know that ain’t happening
Well I can’t feel that, without feeling sad
I was privileged I had a dad sitting on his lap
Until I got grasp of what I dropped
Thinking these wings were strong enough to fly thru winds
To get me by to the end
I could’t say bye so I made you my eternal friend
Always to the tomb, pure like the womb
Full of life, some day we all die
But that day won’t be tonight
That day won’t be tonight
No, that day won’t be tonight
Full of life, some we all die
but That day won’t be tonight
That day won’t be tonight,no
Full of life, some day we all die
But that day won’t be tonight
That day won’t be tonight
Ravenous
Have you had enough?
I can’t listen, is what she says
So what’s the mission?
We all forget
Now that might just be the right thing
cause if we remembered this wouldn’t be a thing
I’m shinning but I ain’t no diamond ring
I’m wilding with the Cannon like Love Don’t Cost A Thing
Don’t hit me for a nick, twist the spliff strictly full of piff
Swiftly, lovely’s what we bring daily
because I remember the times
We burned virgin mary candles at your shine
My first turnt with a joint and a half full glass of wine
My first show on the goal line
to touch down with no daps and pounds
Fractured hairline and a lost crown
no paint just pain on the face of that clown
But what’s the point?
What’s the point?
and here i ask you what’s your purpose?
When the day we all die
But that day won’t be tonight
No, that day won’t be tonight
That day won’t be tonight, no
That day won’t be tonight,
Full of life, some day we all die
But that day won’t be tonight
That day won’t be tonight
Bring me roses, kisses, wishes, and doses
Explosive! We are the leaders like Moses
One like the chosen, egg’s would be golden
Regs better not be what you holding
Cheap potions, false diagnosis
If you don’t give a damn
I don’t give a focus
Power to the hopeless
Overcoming is the motive, the beholder
Microphone checker, reckless with the spoken
I’LL FIX IT
if it’s broken
Take you deeper than the ocean
And make it darker than the emotions of dying lonesome
But that day won’t be tonight
No, that day won’t be tonight
That day won’t be tonight, no
That day won’t be tonight
Full of life, some day we all die
But that day won’t be tonight
That day won’t be tonight
Where's the action?
The fact is, rap kids
Won't live without the history
I pay my respects to greats before me
Salud, to wealth on the plate
With no meat
The irony, I don't beef
Rather reach for my peaceee
Of inner mind
From the beginning
Packing millions into dimes
Keep slingin
Tax free since way back when like the 13 colonies
Ain't no apologies, for my dark twisted comedy
Word to the God Beans but I won’t be State Property
Impeach the monopolies
Reach towards the prophecies, you are me
And I am you
Caribou
*Laughs
You are me and I am you, Caribou.
Come on let’s sing in tune
You are me and I am you, Caribou. Caribou.
You are me and I am you. Caribou.
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2. |
Light & Dark (For Mamie)
03:08
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Light and dark goes both ways
Salvation, doomsday
Born alone, live purple, die gray
I live in Orlando but I can't stay
I'mma drive me a Lambo to outer space
See the panhandle New Jersey’s face
Breathing pollution taking place
Where’s the solution? Ayo wait….
Light and dark goes both ways
Aint no miracles happened, today
Well at least none broadcasted. okay
When you can’t communicate
Got you feeling like you’re running in the same place
No interface
Looking for the door behind the bookcase
Crooked individual looking at my face
Badge with no principles is the craze
Race to the stars behind bars
Victimless crimes prevent you from getting far
But who’s the war on? When the scores gone
Drop beats not bombs, arms to the air
And wave them around like you fired the flare
You need help but you don’t care
The seed melts and we’re all quite aware
You don’t scare stares
Around Lucifers armchair
Like it’s Laissez faire (like its what? the invisible hand!)
Light and dark goes both ways (Repeat)
Do you think you know, where the black holes go? (Repeat)
So what’s relative?
In theory aren’t well all infinite?
Space and time, chasms and the bleak.
Reality is perception
Therefore make your time worth to speak.
Light and dark goes both ways
Do you think you know!?…
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This is that 8, infinite high
This is that I ate the whole supply
That, oh my god I can't open my eyes
I’m like a patient going into surgery
Purposely I smile as I look into the light
Lucy 25, If I die tonight
Put my tongue on ice,
Save my appetite, my heads space’s in the satellites
I’m not the type to claim I don’t write
But when I don’t the speech is still tight
All we do is ignite, the truth is love
We don’t condone the fight
Against- the 99 percent,
Against- the abuse and condensed
Rinsed, hung up to dry
Ladies and gents
Here's a taste of the supply
Heaven sent, tickets for the ten
Intense like camping out with no tents
Cashing in a billion cents
Every grain of sand thru my hands
Dividends
Cripple Creek with The Band
Levon, he smoke, drank and sang
I'm on grams
I'm on top of grams
I count grands
Shout out to my grams grams grams
Victoria, Carvajal
Gomez, Rodriguez y que tal
The BOX on the crest
And I'm blessing
Crescent like the moon and I'm shaking
my legs to the floor schwanking
Awake to the cake, mimosas what we dranking
Smiling to the plate, that same smile
As I look into the light they talk about, how
In the hospital room smiling into the light like wow
That same smile, grinning with the sundial
That same smile, running the magic mile
That same smile, stunning crocodile
If you sit still and wait a while, you are the bait that reconciles
Same smile
The rooster crows, the looser won’t go
Outside the comfort zone, overthrown
Too many fucking hormones
Adrenaline holding hands with Marylin
Man, son of gun
The ravenous one, Marvelous won, come close to none
There's no solution Lucian adore the the fusion
But don't go on abusing
Choosing loosing
Inducing refusing
Spun out confusing
Wondering why?
Plundering uttering rhymes
You're only part of the ordinary design
Until you snap, which I did, gotta take back what's mine
I can't grasp another hit nor do I find
Inhale, exhale, climb and never fail
We got it by the wholesale, all hail
When The Devil Makes Three
You can catch me drinking whiskey hatching the key
Flashing my teeth
That same smile, grinning with the sundial
That same smile, running the magic mile
That same smile, stunning crocodile
If you sit still and wait a while, you are the bait that reconciles
You are and you are…
Same Smile
That same smile, stunning with the sundial
That same smile, running the magic mile
That same smile, grinning crocodile
If you sit still and wait a while, you are the bait that reconciles
I look around same smile...
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Pass me the blunt
I meditate on it like a monk
Buddah is what they call it
Is it all worth it
Well let me ask you
Does it have a purpose
Alcoholics in a hearse
but to be quite frank honest I was drinking when i wrote this verse
Jai Alai sipping, kung fu gripping
Scotty Pippen when I put my chips in
Low-key, where is the money?
I rather free the bees and the honeys
Aint no Aunt Jemima
on my pancakes, trust me
Fructose is not what I ate, sizzurp on the plate
Look close there’s no mistakes
Why don’t you carry your own weight
We all wanna be the king of the parking lot
We all wanna live this hip hop
But there's no fresh produce
Processed POTUS
Contains 1 percent juice, aint it wholesome
and what you holding in your holster?
A beeper or a bluetooth speaker
A heater, or a feature from the grim reaper
Hotter than the Carolina when you eat her
Classic like the Man-eater
Brain feeder, what’s a leader?
I rather follow the healers
With a bottle liter of tequila
Sinsemilla
The origins of your roots might free ya
The purging of your sins might kill ya
Others would’t wanna be ya
But I’ma stand right here
Side to side till we disappear
As we walk the line
Grab hands
Wish for infinity with no doubt that we can
Allegedly, the soul, we can’t understand
But feel, how music is so real
Movements moving mountains, it surreal
Max, Salvador, and the third wheel
Mass Appeal, me baño en el rio y sonrio
la naturaleza es mi madre y yo su hijo
Interconnection es como vivo
Como el Padrino
Es mas que estilo
Chistes del Negro Palomino
Word to my cousin Gabino
In the kitchen chopping it with Chino
No stopping the bandidos
And I think we know (tell em if they don’t)
Born in the valley
But the avalanche won't stop me
Can’t lock me, Los Federales
Grab the tamales,
Quien es responsable?
Dale, que nadie hable
Esta grave but it's gravy
Still picking on 4’s like the ukulele
Okie doke, here’s the rope
There they go, running low like micro
Let’s hang Jim Crow,
and I’m not talking about chilling nope
nope nope nope
In the 70’s I had an afro
In the 80’s a spoon around my neck
and here came the 90’s in my tape deck
Here came the 90’s in my tape deck
Here came the 90’s in my tape deck
In the 70’s I had an afro
In the 80’s a spoon around my neck
and here came the 90’s in my tape deck
Here came the 90’s in my tape deck
Here came the 90’s in my tape deck
Been true since 92’
Papa was a salsa head in the groove
Now I’m just another virgo chewed and accused
Refused, no woman no cry
It’s why
Life can be a bitch when you want her to hold you tight
You want her to make things right but you blew it thrice
What about that time? Songs about mimes for the love of mine
Digging in the mine, flashbacks in the spine
Was this part of the master design?
She has to be the prototype
but we will see in time
Don’t believe hype,
If you can freestyle then you can freestyle it don’t mean you can write
In the air tonight.
if you feel it then YOU feel it but that don’t make it right
What’s wrong with these rap songs?
Covered in chrome, snatch the microphone
to expose your hallow bones
It’s cool holmes, next time leave the act in the back of the ac
and Bring the mack and watch how the crowd reacts
In fact, leave it alone
Your 15 minutes are up, time to go home
I won’t see you next life time, you ain’t no Tyrone
Ooooouuuuuooohm Your cover is blown
You got a lil’ money but no gold to back the throne
It’s like a false loooooan for happiness
The interest is the negative when you’re a pessimist
Since the genesis, no one’s missing him, finish him
Feed ‘em some medicine
Business can be menacing, settling suddenly is the worst defeat
Punishing the lazy and the weak
Sentencing the tongue in cheek
Resembling boutiques don’t tweak
You gonna leak
Be history like antique,
Lace the beat
Hunchback Esquire; The Golden Child.
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You got an infinite belly ache
And when you try to go to sleep
You only stay awake
Thinking about how
There's not enough hours in the day
Why you gotta wait to get paid?
Keeping it moving like a relay
Ain't no time for replays
You ain't gotta listen to what they say
In fact, go glisten and play
Break through the surface
And taste the Rays
There's no fun when you can't appreciate the sun, everyday
A lifestyle not a phase
When you breath music
Thru the holes in your face
We're all in a different race
Feeling out of place
Running at a different pace
When we're all the same race
Humans inhabiting deep space
What's happening?
Shattering, justice scattering
Battle wounds and rings
Ain't got enough fingers
To slip them in
Feed the children,
The future is talking, is we listening? Fidgeting
Wrinkling like another piece of plastic ya bastard
Massive went passive
It's magic, molasses
Chemical gases
Designer glasses, vip passes
That don't do a damn thing
Like what the clot do yo mean
Oh won't you stop with your green
Cup full of steam
You are what you bring
In to the the table
To eat, around the Giants you can't speak
It's like a tyrant who's gone so bleak
On get a way with Tyrese
You can't feel away from me like a siamese
You cats are infested with fleas
While I feel so 2003
It's a righteous year in hiphop if you ask me
I used to eat Chicken and Beer
When I had long hair you see
Waking up to another prophecy
My soul is not property
Now I breath
Waking up to another prophecy
My body is property
So I keep breathing as a vegan
Eating heathens who don’t believe in me either
Pure ether
motivation with no patience
Got me pacing
Back and forth racing
Paper chasing
Saving embracing, embracing did i mention?
Ain’t that right!
You can be so unusual
I missed you like you missed me
The Troubadour
Evermore
What’s in your heart?
The empty hollow part that you left behind in the start
All Things Fall Apart
Todo Tiene Su Final, paisan
That’s why I ran with my mans and them
Scaly crew, from canoes to the cruise
Beat it up, leave a bruise but respect the muse
Check the attitude, the gratitude
Gratzie but you must improve
Keep it on the move, when is tight is right
but when its loose you lose kinda like the snooze
Ain’t that the truth with a side of baba ghanoush
Cruise control couldn’t even take hold
I steer the way of my own dreams
Fuck what you thought it seemed
It’s luck, it’s schemed
Along boy stuck in the stream
You can’t Tame Impala but Kevin will fly to heaven with these wings
In reality
It’s hard work and what the universe wants to bring
to those who are in reach of of the beautiful things
In reach of my suitable dreams.
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6. |
SB8 (Agent Undercover)
03:18
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Give me your hand
Give me your feet
The heart is the voice that speaks
When the brain is weak
It takes more than five days, like a work week
Im high every Saturday like Cheech
And on Sunday’s I repeat, repeat
Everyday I repeat
Now I know the world is round
and the dirt on my shirt is brown (it’s the dirt)
and the hurt from my ache is found
in the stem cells from my hometown
If it all fails then I’m bound
Black on black like I’m Ray Charles, Ouw
Down south, the mud is thick
But the bricks remain the same color
Strange odors, photos
Reveal the case of misplaced hate
Anger and confusion
Leads to abusing
Patterns become habits
And a mother births an addict
All while this seems tragic
Same piece of the fabric
Like how you got Latin blood y habla no Spanish
We're only bandits with band aids in candids
with canyons abandoned enchanted
Dancing in the flames of the dragon
selling gasoline by the gallon, yo who’s buying?
Give me your hand
Give me your feet
The heart is the voice that speaks
When the brain is weak
It takes more than five days, like a work week
Im high every Saturday like Cheech
And on Sunday’s I repeat, repeat
Everyday I repeat
I was 4 years old, the day Tupac died
8 years later, jesus walked, then he touched the sky
23 wondering why dead or alive
A piece of the prize, a piece of the pie
Hi-fi red eyed, Colombian Jedi in the Dolorian that sped by bumping Aquiminie
The grass is greener when your high
War cry, ringing in the sky
Full Metal Jackets when you die
so it goes, so it flys
Spread your wings butterfly
I wipe the tear from my mamas eye
When the fears gone, love will be alive
No longer deprived
Surprise
I won’t believe the lies advertised
Camouflaged in a mirage,
My god
Your god, our god, we're all gods
Brubeck “Takes Five”, alriiiight
Give me your hand
Give me your feet
The heart is the voice that speaks
When the brain is weak
It takes more than five days, like a work week
Im high every Saturday like Cheech
And on Sunday’s I repeat, repeat
Everyday I repeat
Hands
Feet
Your heart
Speaks
When the brain is weak...
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I fell asleep by the feet
Of the most, beautiful girl
I've been with, Jesus spliff
I feel like a dry ditch, eye itch
Nasal sniff, my body's stiff
Evacuate the lobby quick
The awakening will be crisp
Flip and roll, like the stone
Dark side cold, slimy sweet mold
Ten fold, Acapulco gold
We meet in our dreams
We're a part of the same team oh
Since the start I always wanted more
This feeling, I can't ignore
And that I can assure
Body bags, El Shabazz
People change, leave the past
You can't loose what you never had
Can you prove the right match?
How long will the fight last
Contrast forecast, light dark
Damn girl how I love your naked ass...
Life as a grown up is so hard
Promise not to fall in love with me
I'll break your heart
Lonely we bleed
With your soul, forever I sleep
Life as a grown up is so hard
My troubles, my struggle
Put it on a credit card
My fumbles, my tumbles
Get up it will scar, it will scar
Down to Mars, down to Mars
Only if we could trade parts
I see the bullseye
All I need is the darts, a la carte
All alone dumb smart
Try harder, slow it down
To appreciate faster
All I touch is a disaster
The grandmaster
Fantastic, elastic drastic
Faker than the plastic
Backwards like the u-turn you never made
Go ahead and get paid
But I won't die the man I was yesterday, all my pains go away
All the complaints won't restraint
It's like a brush with no paint
Aren't we all lucky? Aren't we all Boondock Saints?
I rather color the complaints and
spend my life with the lioness
Who can't be tamed...
Life as a grown up is so hard
Promise not to fall in love with me
I'll break your heart
Lonely we bleed
With your soul, forever I sleep
Down to Mars, down to Mars
Everybody’s easy to complain bout the unfavorable
but what about the positive?
Ain't nothing but good food
KambuCha filled kegs and all the spices the earth grew
Ain't nothing but home brew
Vegan eggs, all the vices the chef's knew!
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My wallet is like the faucet
A little bit dry
When you can't pay your bills
To replenish yourself on the inside
But my aura's ill, the most high
Sit still, boredom kills
stick this in your ear for thrills
Alright, honeys frozen tight
when you're a bear you can't bear to give up the fight
Holyfield, holy hell, what's your deal
Sit still, pills kills
stick this in your mouth for better taste
Hey wait, you can't afford the premium to replace
You're number 8 million in the race
Paper trails or the Internet will get you traced, steady pace
Arrogant bastard
Climb the ladder
fill my bladder
You're the turtle, he's the snail
But who's faster?
Stucco plaster
Jack rabbit of all habits
and trades
But none you seem to master
You're a slave
But also the key to put the shackles away
They can't keep me under dismay
We walk around looking thru the eyes of Alex Grey
We're Gods and Goddesses in another galaxy
In the air like canopies
Life isn’t fair but why can’t it be
Let’s get together like apostrophes
And just sing, Al Green songs until the pain is gone
Homegrown
In the universe, I push a pencil
Draw a verse
I u—nify
my
conscious
and mind
in the
moment
of time
thru rhyme
In the moment, out to get it
I get mines, bet the pedestal and the shrine
Against the grime
Let it
BE
and chill like a manatee
or a tapestry
Don’t eat the Bacon
Kevin’s Six Degrees
The apocalypse
Will commence
It's all ready taking over
your common sense
Grab the hammer, grab the wrench
Grab the clorox
Lets disguise the stench
I like my coffee cold press thru a French
I’ll be up all night pushing weight like a bench
Only my family will spot me
No fuegazie paparazzi
Why can’t we be friends like Rocky
And Apollo Creed, the boogie man can’t stop me
Can’t you see
I used to slang sugar pops in elementary
I was born in the hustle thru my pops, this ain’t new to me
Black truffles by the ounce
Put the agave in my account
Make you wanna say aooooouw
My regards, apologies for the scars…
Would you rather be the judge or the criminal?
I rather stack more than the minimal
We're in the age of the critical
From the mulah to the metaphysical
To who’s hot? Is he in the office of the principal
I think not, she's got
Unconditional love, when she rock
Sticky like sheet rock, non stop
Action, low rider jumping
The bass is bumping
“Tough Mc’s ain’t really saying nothing”
I digress, Smooth and Finesse
With the crew at a fest
Best dressed, steelys on the vest
The Gods politikin’ playing chest
Captain Jack, Eribus
While my man Bu rolls thumb joints, bigger than you
This whole world, is bigger than you
The universe, is bigger than you
Hip-hop, is bigger than you
Warlock, Leroy Sly is better than you
And the fact remains true
The fact remains true
The fact remains who? What! Huh? Not you!
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