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Thinking (Intro)
00:49
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Lyrics:
VERSE 1
I thought this up off recollections from past life
a memory I built I dedicate to my last slice
now that nothing's in my name I share it all freely
for these gifts I couldn't pay
so giving came easy
a greeting a smile and a patience that stays waitin
I'm deeper in now in these waters I stay wading
what was the connection in my cortex that had me more vexed I stress for more checks
numb like a cortical shot watch me stop right at the door steps
I feel like that a lot
like maybe my whole life journey
was learning how to accept the day I am laid in a gurney
afraid I'll reach my destination and start turning
trade my talents away that I picked out
give my balance...now scales are tipped out
Reflect and In a puzzle I'm caught
Is memory an accurate portrayal of thought?
HOOK (Jung Youth)
Retroscapes I see them come and go again
Night and Day like clouds of rain and sudden wind
y'all might say we growing old, it's evident
Perhaps its time to go someplace we've never been
VERSE 2
and if I hold it all in who gonna give the spark to my seeds?
Lately I been thinking lotta bout death
Ya final destination hit you Outta nowhere and you on your last breath
that is not morbid
all my songs are pretty
keep ya hands off the orchids
when you visit magic cities
when mom & pop go corporate thank ya streaming service
I don't fear MCs
and spotify should make me nervous
when the universe is limitless, unmeasured and vast
I don't invest in your treasures
I'm not lookin for dap
don't need ya stock tips
Or ya top picks
like if I'm not in a top five
Well would I be in the top six.....
lookin ass
I'm in for the integers,
Win a pennant for the sinners to take it from the senators
who had our best interests in the pockets of the criminals
who made they best interest in the banks call me cynical
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Lyrics:
VERSE 1
scale back and see my whole timeline from a bigger perspective
everything seems vast
It all looks so eclectic
colors expressive
what does it all mean
to be seen but unheard
this makes unsure
the dreams deferred
felt like I was supposed to be a king at first
disposable means I heard
it was profit in this
and some said prophets in this
I just thought more like an optimist did
VERSE 2
If I Don't play my hand wrong
ain't nothin you can summon,
And if you slip just a little
I'm steadily comin
When I'm King of the hill
I ain't leavin so sudden
I can not be enough real
when I say that it's nothin
or when I don't say it ain't something
& I can watch you go glutton on the little that's here
Mishandle that I know more responsibility bring catastrophe near
you can never just be glad to be here
work cause every minute you not someone else is
there's only so many dollars out here to get
Some lessons I've learned were when the light was dim but now I'm shinin sparkle like a diamond while I'm rhymin I be
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Sunny Side Of Life
02:23
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Lyrics:
I know you, say you always rare
always rare, how rare is that?
always there when you gettin back
always backed when you gettin there
be up front with me don't you care?
this electives the last I need (harmonizing)
to fulfill my hours for this degree
this degree needs no stem or seed
This for me, this good tree
coffee pot, got me going
it's how I wrote my gardens growing
how my boat keeps me from rowing
how you hope to keep me from knowing
knowing what?
your ways and actions
stablize these unstable lines and top heavy fractions ..
kept them clapping all chain reactions
domino effect to the ways we actin
you like him, now she likes him,
Now we like him, now he's a god
social ladder that lightening rod
what's the matter? You don't like god?
Who's the faithful, who's Nimrod?
Whose ungrateful when the crop is good?
Who is able to plate the food,
the grape is good but the wine is better
you liked my Facebook now we go together
Do you like my face? Grow old together?
I know the weather keeps acting funny
we like money but we act so bummy
I should get this show money
And act like a bro dunny
but Id rather be with you
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n/a
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LYRICS:
VERSE 1 (Allen Poe)
Don't Let em catch you slippin down round ya foundation
You might as well be lost found drowned in a basin
If ya don't hear me for the sample & hard snare
It sound like theories from a man in an armchair
My coolin unit seems fresh outta freeon
I'm heatin up like the light for the tree, yawn
write for a CD some, write for a record
write about the wrongs in my life and respect it
write about a thought in my head I protected
Give all of that to you just prolly neglect it
not well connected, well invested in hours alone my mind to the grindstone
eyes startin to feel old
Father Time undefeated in every weight class
So we Grind through the Brake pads....,
...,Climb from the grey ash
Survive a 80 day fast
Tryin to fulfill how the
first shall be last.
VERSE 2 (Hannibal King)
They said he never make it
9 to 5, 40 hour weeks back breakin
Late payments, still faded drawin crosses in the pavement, mom's favorite, chasin God's favor,
Never waiver they just jealous of the God's flavor,
Our mayor no approval for my misbehavior/
Been a savior, plenty haters
Like I don't come with plenty layers
Gifts God gave us
Trying prosper ball out at the red lobster
No imposter just a product of my father
Praise the past so the time will last
Baby hate me living fast
But the life is just that
I got one chance, like Chicago rappers
Another Christmas with no wrappers
Still a scrapper, nigga no actors
Momma told me do you, no backers
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LYRICS
I just had this in my heart
my heart had just fell into art
love was where we met,
I'm not sure if it's enough of love we get
the training is long but I'm finally painting a song, I'll never be there yet
But whateva
I never felt like that
like that feeling when ya throat lumps
I'm doin shows but once, it was a time I only wanted to know monks,
back when my flow sunk my conscience to soul, funk jazz and old punk
Told foes to punt
they won't know son,
dark roads come they want more sun
all that time had a soul but ain't explore none
shit...
I want the whole sum
shit...
I wanna hold sumn'
yea I never meant to be reckless I'm thinking more for myself now
I guess a mystery gotta be of help now
Keep my wit and my whole style
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African Hiphop Collective: Teck-Zilla, XYZ, Enigma, Prof. Deckzavier, R-Cube & old man rae
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