1. |
Now Or Never
03:29
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Verse One:
Yes, I'm back for more, glutton for punishment
Here to take over the game, tell me who running it
Cuz I done with it, put a gun to it
Kill Hip Hop for the fun of it
Bank account, no funds in it, its a money marathon I'm running wit
What'chu gon do bitch, on my Sun Tzu shit
Art of War, I'll paint a portrait trick
Been on my shit, my whole damn life
Can't tell me shit about no sacrifice
You been through Hell, I been there twice
Fuck with mine then fuck yo life
I just don't care, be prepared
You eating and I'm not, gon change tonight
Got a kid to feed, I'ma real MC
Lame ass niggas got me feeling empty
How u get a deal when you suck for real
Sell ya soul for a couple of bills
But enough of ya'll, ain't mad at all
They don't care about us, so fuck the law
Get a busted jaw you fucking with us
Who.. Kan.. U Trust from dawn.. to dusk.. not a soul..
From rags to riches.. this is how it goes..
Death to haters go head die slow,
Mic check 1,2, can you hear me yo?
Don't need a X pill to feel me yo..
adVerSity, feel the flow..
Phoenix, Arizona here we go..
Hook:
Running out of time, gotta get this money man
My life is on the line, and it ain't funny man
Hustling 24/7, no matter the weather
Can you feel the pressure?
It is now or never..
Verse Two:
Been in this game too long and can't stop now
Say what I want in a song, fuck what's hot now
Cuz my men-tal, is sim-ple, breathe life into instrumentals
Me & Hip Hop like pen pals, write about my life cuz what's in style
Is a little too happy for the pain I seen
Cops with one shot can kill yo dreams
Plant one rock, call it a drug scene
Him and the Judge play for the same team
What I could do with just one chance
Get me and the fam out of this jam
I rap about the ills of this land
But they rather hear about that new dance
I be damn, when it get this bad
Make a nigga wanna throw out his pen & pad
But I just can't stop, I'm in too deep
It's either rip these beats or in these streets
Grind hard till the death of me
So.. ain't.. no testing me
You.. should not.. step to me
My greatest hits couldn't get the best of me
And I'm only get stronger, no longer
Can I wait, appetite for destruction scrap the plate
Ain't no saving grace
I'm on top, save you a place
You can say, what'chu say
I will never quit, I'm on my shit
It's now or never, so let's do this..
Hook:
Running out of time, gotta get this money man
My life is on the line, and it ain't funny man
Hustling 24/7, no matter the weather
Can you feel the pressure?
It is now or never..
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2. |
More Like Me feat. Hersh
03:51
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Hook:
You fucking with the best, the hottest on the block
Every single hood, homeboy I got a spot
And as far as the eye can see
You should be more like me
Verse One:
You should be more like me, cuz I'm more likely
To teach how to do it, if you was poor like me
Grew up in the hood, liquor stores I see
And crackheads on the floor they sleep
The more I see, the more I be
Destined to claim what's in store for me
A diamond in the ruff, from the floor I reach
To the sky, hands high, I be
Back with a vengeance, back with a mission
Back to build upon what we was missing
Back in high school they said we didn't listen
Wouldn't try harder they just got us detention
Said we would never be nothin more then some misfits
And they wonder why we ran the block always in shit
Swear I was innocent, just a product of my environment
Said I wouldn't amount to nothin
Nah, I ain't buying it cuz you
Hook:
You fucking with the best, the hottest on the block
Every single hood, homeboy I got a spot
And as far as the eye can see
You should be more like me
Verse Two:
You fucking wit the best, why yes, I said it
Show you how to get it, we live it in this recession
Where I'm from we don't know about no debit
HDTV, DVR's or how to set it
We don't get credit, for the hardships we survived
They say by 21, we all shoulda died
What type of hope does that provide
For a young male just tryin to live his life
The answer is none, zulch, nada
That's why we spend our money on Gucci, Prada
300's, True Religions no dockers
That's why we gang bang, we grew up with no fathers
Spend our time on the corners with our partners
All we got to look forward to, man I outta
Put this mic down, stop dreaming, I gotta
Fuck that, I'ma keep pushin, call the doctor
You fucking with the best
Hook:
You fucking with the best, the hottest on the block
Every single hood, homeboy I got a spot
And as far as the eye can see
You should be more like me
Verse Three:
I'm the truth in this booth and you love it
Show you how to drop an album with no budget
Bake food for thought then feed it to the public
They hungry, and can't get enough of it
Give a man a fish, feed him for a day
Teach him how to fish and he'll eat always
That's why I spread the game that I learned in life
It's a gamble, gon and roll them dice
They said I shouldn't of survived that heart surgery
Got Angels In The Outfield, spread out an cover me
Bout to pitch a fastball to those that suddenly
Wanna come to bat and be in my company
One strike, your out, I don't give second chances
I'm a diamondback, I strike if you advancing
Go against me, don't hold your breath
Be Charlie Sheen with them porn stars, man you fucking with the fucking with the best
Hook:
You fucking with the best, the hottest on the block
Every single hood, homeboy I got a spot
And as far as the eye can see
You should be more like me
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3. |
Real As It Gets
04:07
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Hook:
I'm as real as it gets
They be on that bullshit, I be on that realness, you got to feel this
As real as it gets
This is my life, my words, my balls, you don't like it fuck ya'll
I'm as real as it gets
They be on that bullshit, I be on that realness, you got to feel this
As real as it gets
Can't come no other way, I mean what I say, I'm as real as it gets, as real as it gets
Verse One:
Yeah man, this is my life, I'ma say what I like
Like man shit been alright
But it could be better, better can be good
Success around the corner, let me knock on wood
Cuz ya boy superstitious, never trust snitches
This food for thought, already did the dishes
You just got to listen, but niggas too cheap nowadays to pay attention
You can bare witness to the realest human being
I ever seen, he was chilling in the mirror
Spoke, I couldn't hear him
Cleared my throat and he spoke much clearer
Said, "Only trust yaself, no one else
Cuz when times get hard, guess who's gonna help
Put ya game face on, tighten your belt
Live for the moment, it's the only thing promised
Always be honest to yourself and ya kliq
Respect women, put no faith in a bitch
Put God first and you'll never go wrong.."
So I gave dude dap and I wrote this song
Hook:
I'm as real as it gets
They be on that bullshit, I be on that realness, you got to feel this
As real as it gets
This is my life, my words, my balls, you don't like it fuck ya'll
I'm as real as it gets
They be on that bullshit, I be on that realness, you got to feel this
As real as it gets
Can't come no other way, I mean what I say, I'm as real as it gets, as real as it gets
Verse Two:
I'm more Kid CuDi than Gucci
I'm more Wale than Boosie
I'm more Hip-Hop than rap, so if you're real like I'm real than realize that
I'm giving ya'll real life facts, no
E: True Hollywood Stories, no
E pills, hollywood orgies
Competition thinking, he will probably destroy me
I don't do it for the glory, I'm hear to tell a story
I do it for my niggas that's trapped in purgatory
Who taking care of his family is his only war story
I ain't got a thang in common with these rapper dudes
Who claim to be fly, but never reached my altitude
Youse a grown man, ain't put no work in witchu own hands
Tryin to jock my fresh, a bunch of old Stans
This my show motherfucka check the program
I'm the realest nigga, you never heard of
MC's get murder, no need to take it further
They tell me to dumb it down, I tell them to smarten up
You ain't fucking with brah, because..
Hook:
I'm as real as it gets
They be on that bullshit, I be on that realness, you got to feel this
As real as it gets
This is my life, my words, my balls, you don't like it fuck ya'll
I'm as real as it gets
They be on that bullshit, I be on that realness, you got to feel this
As real as it gets
Can't come no other way, I mean what I say, I'm as real as it gets, as real as it gets
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4. |
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Hook:
Verse One:
Call me Mister, Mister, Get it in
Mister, mister dividends
Cry me a river shorty, know that I'm built to swim
Mister, Mister, bread winner
Mister, Mister, head getter
Mister, mister, I don't kiss her
Skeet, skeet, I'ma diss her
South Phoenix, P.Az, know we in this bitch
You can tell a nigga fly, I'm always in too shit
Degenerate, smart nigga, always play the game
But lifes too short, to get up out that fast lane
Game on the line, pass me the rock playa
I run this bitch, you can call me Barack playa
Momma raised me, but Az made me
Maybe crazy, product of the 80's
They say he, got balls like he 8 feet
Smooth operator like Sa-de
Angry?, I see why you hate me
Mister mister, built to win, mister, mister get it in
Hook:
Mister, mister so fresh
Mister, mister no rest
Up all night, in these streets, like he homeless
Mister, mister gettin paid
Mister, mister switching lanes
Mister, mister, never been shelved cuz I'm tailored made
Clean whip, fresh kicks and a button up
Got shorty jumping on my team like its double dutch
But I don't cuff'em, I just duck'em, ringer stay off
Leave a voicemail at 1-800 No Days Off
MK Verse:
Hook:
Bridge:
If you from where I'm from then putcha hands up
If you been where I been then putcha hands up
If you bout gettin yo bread, and never act up
Tell them hating ass niggas please back up
Verse Three:
Mister, mister, hold up, run it back, switch the flow
Ain't gotta match wits with Homer, to get the dough
Get it, no, forget it yo, my shits incredible
Guinness flow, Pick any hoe like inny minny mo
I'm so raw, I can spoil yall with nonsense
But I'm still two steps from lyrical content
I'm the realest nigga out, case closed
Tell my Spanish mami, come wit them pesos
And my gringa, the one with the green eyes
She can blow but she ain't no singa
I'm international baby, step yo game up
Coming to a town near you, I done came up
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5. |
Hollywood Dreaming
04:18
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Hook:
I want the power, respect and the women
I'm Hollywood Dreaming
(Show him the way, He's movin' to Hollywood, He's hoppin' it to Hollywood)
I want the fame and enough cash to swim in
I'm Hollywood Dreaming
(Show him the way, He's movin' to Hollywood, He's hoppin' it to Hollywood)
Verse One:
Hollywood, I love this town
See you on the tube every day, I just wanna be down
The glitz, the glamour, the flash from the cameras
To this point, nothing else has really mattered
I just wanna be on the big screen
In fashion mags, rocking the latest jeans
Look we all got dreams, but this is one I can't let anyone get in between, you see
This the life that we all want
My own trailer, plush, plus a fat blunt
Bowl of fruit and some girls, down for whatever
After this scene, I'ma holla at the director
This my first lead in a new blockbuster
And just think last week I was a block hustler
Trying to pitch my cd to anybody who would listen
Now I'm in Hollywood and not just to visit
Hook:
I want the power, respect and the women
I'm Hollywood Dreaming
(Show him the way, He's movin' to Hollywood, He's hoppin' it to Hollywood)
I want the fame and enough cash to swim in
I'm Hollywood Dreaming
(Show him the way, He's movin' to Hollywood, He's hoppin' it to Hollywood)
Verse Two:
Yes, yes yall, guess who's back
My fans love me so no time to relax
On to the next album, next movie, next project
I'm in a mansion, much bigger than them projects
That I use to call home
Now I have a kingdom to place my throne
Told my friends that I was gonna make it
They said they believed, but they all faked it
Cuz they missed them shows at that local pub
But they got they hands out as my pockets bubble up
Watch that bank account double up
Now I'm swag surfin on top of a million bucks
Forget friends, jealousy comes with the fame
But that's the life when you a household name
I'm straight, plus I'm living that good life
No more problems, tell the hood good night
Hook:
I want the power, respect and the women
I'm Hollywood Dreaming
(Show him the way, He's movin' to Hollywood, He's hoppin' it to Hollywood)
I want the fame and enough cash to swim in
I'm Hollywood Dreaming
(Show him the way, He's movin' to Hollywood, He's hoppin' it to Hollywood)
Bridge:
Everybody wanna be a superstar
So they can ride around town in the newest car
Pop champagne in expensive bars
No longer chilling on the boulevard
Make more money than you ever seen
Live the life of ya wildest dreams
Walk the red carpet with the freshest gear
They say when you rich you don't shed a tear
Verse Three:
I wanna see what that life about
Give TMZ something to write about
Paparazzi on my tail, I'ma knock'em out
They say I changed but I block them out
Man, it gets lonely on the top
Paranoid, just me and my money at the spot
They say be careful what you wish for cuz you just might get it
But forget it
This 9 to 5 life ain't for me
Living check to check no luxuries
Push the cd back, need groceries
I just wanna tour overseas
The American Dream is to be famous
Who wants to be broke as hell and nameless?
So now we all scheming
But don't wake me up, I'm Hollywood Dreaming
Hook:
I want the power, respect and the women
I'm Hollywood Dreaming
(Show him the way, He's movin' to Hollywood, He's hoppin' it to Hollywood)
I want the fame and enough cash to swim in
I'm Hollywood Dreaming
(Show him the way, He's movin' to Hollywood, He's hoppin' it to Hollywood)
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6. |
Never Forget
03:51
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Hook:
I.. will never forget
All those days on the block without a pot to piss
I.. will never forget
Crying myself to sleep, wishing there was a way out this bitch
I.. will never forget
All the things that made me what I'm made of
That's right I will never forget
Never for-g-ge-get where I came from
Verse One:
I'll never forget where I was born man
Phoenix, Arizona, where I call home man
Right where?, right there up on the Southside
The shit I been through would probably leave ya mouth wide
Jaw all to the floor, happens when you come up poor
Came from the dirt and all you want is more
7th street and Dobbins, Hazel Dr. to be exact
Why they call it the projects, are we a bunch of lab rats?
Hide the cheese and give G's black gats
Liquor store on the corner, that's right it's a trap
Next door, they be cooking crack
Guess we suppose to be cool with it, since we all black
And they wonder why niggas don't snitch
While you safe in the suburbs, we stuck in this bitch
Right next to the niggas, you want locked up
All fuck, guess we ain't got no luck but..
Hook:
I.. will never forget
All those days on the block without a pot to piss
I.. will never forget
Crying myself to sleep, wishing there was a way out this bitch
I.. will never forget
All the things that made me what I'm made of
That's right I will never forget
Never for-g-ge-get where I came from
Verse Two:
I'll never forget that block I was raised on
44th and Woods, almost had me raised wrong
Lil niggas, just like me
Runnin round dusted off of PCP
Shorty wanna be a G
Cuz his older brother bang and his Pops on leave
These.. are our heroes
That's why we aspire to be zeros
Neighbor ain't left his house in a minute
Kind of strange but his business I ain't in it
Ain't paid rent, now he bout to get evicted
Landlord opens the door to find a headless tenant
Damn.. Moms like we gotta move
She trying to raise her son right, keep him in school
But we broke, so we just moved to another hood
Different toliet, same shit, we still ain't living good
Hook:
I.. will never forget
All those days on the block without a pot to piss
I.. will never forget
Crying myself to sleep, wishing there was a way out this bitch
I.. will never forget
All the things that made me what I'm made of
That's right I will never forget
Never for-g-ge-get where I came from
Verse Three:
I'll never forget when I got to High School
South Mountain, not playing by my rules
Teachers don't give a damn about the youth
So low self esteem drove us to do what we do
Ditching class, smoking weed, niggas gang banging
Never claimed a color, but these the niggas I came with
Hang with so now I'm going through the same shit
The pain's thick and I'm living with this anguish
Essay's shot at my brother,
Bullet holes in our house, disrespecting my mother
All this all over a bitch
Had to cut ties, I ain't even fucking this chick
No retaliation, don't know who did it
We all lost children of God, so forget it
Forgiveness, all I can do is write raps
Hoping one day it'll pave the way away from my past
Hook:
I.. will never forget
All those days on the block without a pot to piss
I.. will never forget
Crying myself to sleep, wishing there was a way out this bitch
I.. will never forget
All the things that made me what I'm made of
That's right I will never forget
Never for-g-ge-get where I came from
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7. |
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Hook:
Verse One:
Az in this motherfucka, stand up
If you bout ya business, gon and put ya hands up
You know them haters just can not stand us
Bout to take what's mine, you want it come with ransom
You know I'm handsome, shorty can not get enough of me
Bout to poker her face and no I am not bluffing G
Rep that Southwest, 4 Corners on the map
Me and MK go back like 4 flats on a Cadillac
That's my kinfolk, I got his back for life
We gon get it, gotta get it so gon get it right
Gotta get this money, don't need no bounty hunter
I make it happen, you make noise, I'm lighting to ya thunder
It's a new era so let me fix my cap
David Beckham with the flow, let me kick my raps
If you don't know man, I'm bout to set this world on fire
So sit back and roll this, let me take you higher
Hook:
Verse Two:
And I ain't never giving up, I just can not get enough
I'll leave you lying(lion) in this jungle but you just a little bug
I'm top dog, nigga grand champ
Don't question where I'm from, I grew up on them damn stamps
Came up in the hood, this is chess not checkers
I played the game right, checkmate, respect a
Nigga that never asked for nothing from a damn soul
Came in on my own, leave that way, its just how it goes..
Hook:
Verse Three by Mr. Khao$
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8. |
Eye To Eye
03:39
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Hook:
Why we never see eye to eye
And everytime I speak you think I'm telling a lie
I'm not yo typical guy
But we fuss and fight like its our ritual, why
Verse One:
So now you don't wanna talk to me
So we text back and forth, sort of awkwardly
Why.. are you at odds with me?
Pause in your response quite often geez
My life is like a Odyssey,
A musical journey in geography
I could take over the world quite possibly
Guess you believe many things, just not in me
I'm ambitious, gifted, I'ma wordsmith
But everytime I hit the road, you getting nervous
Checking my debit like what did he purchase
Motel 6 visit, who did he go with
I try to tell you, I ain't worried bout them dames babe
Studied the playbook ain't tryin to play the same game
But you weighing me down like a chain gang
You keep killing me love, bang bang
Hook:
Why we never see eye to eye
And everytime I speak you think I'm telling a lie
I'm not yo typical guy
But we fuss and fight like its our ritual, why
Verse Two:
Guess we all go through phases
In the book of life there is many pages
Many chapters and words to live by
And when that last word is read, goodnight
Alright, I'm just tryin to live that good life
You know ya boy grew up in the hood right?
Round pimps, hustlers and gang fights
Now I'm sitting front row up at the dang fight
Money Mayweather, tryin to get my day better
Need a chick by side without a stray feather
No need to argue if we gon stay together
You gotta shed some light on this raining weather
You say you love'em but you just can't trust'em
Cuz all the niggas in yo past stayed cutting
But I'm taking the blame girl, relax
Do like Marquis Houston and drop that immature act
Hook:
Why we never see eye to eye
And everytime I speak you think I'm telling a lie
I'm not yo typical guy
But we fuss and fight like its our ritual, why
Bridge:
She said it love, cuz you don't love me
You just love my company
You always on the go, so we hardly speak
Yeah, how hard can it be
She said it ain't love, cuz you don't love me
And that ain't what love suppose to be
So in the mean time, live it with no limits, life is just minute, you get what you give it
Verse Three:
So now, I'm all alone, on road, witta dial tone
Going thru ups and downs like the Dow Jones
Had a chick on my team that was down yo
All she ever wanted was for me to be around mo
Show her some love, give her a reason to trust
I was worried about me, not about us
But, I guess that's life when you sum it up
You never appreciate shit till you fuck it up
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9. |
Black Rose
03:48
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Verse One:
Kesha, Kesha how you been?
It's a battle upstream but still you swim
Suppose to lose, but somehow you win
This aint the end but where do I begin?
I guess at age 10, that was when you first fall out with men
Pops left moms for another
It was now just you and ya mother
Moms fell victim to the struggle
Now you only eat what the food stamps can cover
SSI and welfare trips
Government cheese and stale bread makes you sick
Threw all that you just relax
Cuz you know one day Pops will come back
Trying to rise above this hard streets
But they say a black rose can't grow in concrete
Verse Two:
Kesha, Kesha watch you grow
14 years old, to High School you go
Moms strung out on booze and dope
All high so all night in the streets you roam..
But in these streets you know
For someone your age can be so cold
You fall into the wrong crowd
They jump you in to make sure that you really down
At a party you fall victim to peer pressure
Drunk and high on whatever
Can't see straight, passed out in the bathroom
Taken advantage of by mad dudes
Damn boo, why you falling for the same tricks?
Ya Moms, in her own world, you don't say shit
Ya life's a bitch, and it she funny
Cuz you don't know the father of this baby in ya tummy
Verse Three:
Kesha, Kesha not like this
Trying to hide ya belly, so school you skip
Hormones outta control
So to planned parenthood you roll
But you too young to do it on ya own
You try to dip out, but they call ya home
Moms finds out you been missing class
Drunk as hell bout to bet yo ass
Maybe it was divine intervention
Or ya mom realized that she's been missing
Time to put the drink down and sober up
Maybe the drama, was meant to make ya'll closer huh
Do stories from the hood ever have a happy ending
I don't know, this a new beginning
They say a black rose can't grow in concrete
But this one has a second chance to rise above these hard streets
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10. |
So Fly feat. Ken Kong
02:56
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Verse One:
So fly, so cool do what it do
I love summertime in the 602
Bbq's with 40oz's of OE
Car washes for ya fallen homies
Nuff of that, just tryin to relax
Without cops always tryin to react
Pull up at the park, stash that bottle of Yak
Don't worry bout that, its for my cataract
Twist that, we just tryin to have a good time
Can we go one day without a neighborhood crime
Tryin to holla at shorty with the tightest jeans on
Whoop there it is, tryin to get my tag team on
So fresh so clean like Aquemini
I'ma star but my moons in Gemini
Baby we can hit the mountain just you and I
Till the sun come up, that's how I'm feeling I'm
Hook:
I'm so fly, I'm so cool,
Let it do what it do
I'm so fresh, I'm so clean
Got ya girl on my team
I'm so fly, I got swag
Ya boy stay popping tags
Be it wrong or right just live yo life..
Verse Two by Ken Kong
Hook:
I'm so fly, I'm so cool,
Let it do what it do
I'm so fresh, I'm so clean
Got ya girl on my team
I'm so fly, I got swag
Ya boy stay popping tags
Be it wrong or right just live yo life..
Verse Three first half by Ken Kong
So cool, so fly and you know why
First class nigga, never been on stand by
Pass me the Mic, I'm always on point
Even parapalegics can feel this joint
Yung Verse and Ken Kong go hard
Must see tv, set ya dvr
Count ya losses if you gambling
You can't beat us, so join us, welcome to the family
Hook:
I'm so fly, I'm so cool,
Let it do what it do
I'm so fresh, I'm so clean
Got ya girl on my team
I'm so fly, I got swag
Ya boy stay popping tags
Be it wrong or right just live yo life..
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11. |
No Return
03:44
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Verse One:
They telling me, they telling me that this a dead end
Why even try if you can not win
Yes this road is rocky but it is not the end
And why would you even doubt me, you suppose to be my friend
A wolf in a disguise, walking around in sheep's skin
And problems are like dust, let them float away in the wind
Doing this forever but when did it all begin
Got some things up on my mind, and I can not pretend
Like it does not bother me, its taking so long
Compliants up in my metaphors, singing the same song
This must be the 2pocalypse, me against the world
I can not trust a soul, looking sideways at my girl
Guess this is life, decisions mixed with Karma
Today feels like yesterday, tomorrow filled with drama
So I write til I can't no more, the page about burn
And if you can not tell I'm at the point of no return
Verse Two:
My heart telling me one thing, my mind on some other shhh
My soul says do not give up but my body's about to quit
That why I'm so confused, I'm caught up in the mix
Just because you ignore the problems do not mean they don't exist
So I put my all in every single thing I do
Haters in ya circle they just jealous of you
Mad they life didn't pan out they way they want it to
So they try to bring you down, but do not let'em dude
They calling me a dreamer, like Martin Luther King a
Nigga like me, will never proceed to fall victim to the rumors
A nigga like me, will always be two steps ahead of you brah
And your insecurity's the elephant in the room ugh
So I will not let it bother me, they just don't understand me
Trying to escape my shadow, like Ray J did to Brandy
So I write til I can't no more, the page about burn
And if you can not tell I'm at the point of no return
Verse Three: (8 bars)
Yes I'm at the point, I'm at the point of no return
Calling up the waitress cuz I need my table turned
Still flirting with death, will I ever learn
But when life's a bitch, she don't care you get burned
I got a son to provide for, so now the problems ten fold
But my view of the world is skewed from my project window
So I write til I can't no more, the page about burn
And if you can not tell I'm at the point of no return
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12. |
No Place For Minorities
03:55
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Hook:
I love my city but not the ones in charge
Say they here to help, but they really frauds, my god
No more ignoring thee
Fact, Arizona's no place for minorities
Verse One:
Arizona's natives put ya hands up
It's time to fight back, time to stand up
A generation lost in this nation
And my homestate overrun by racist
See they hate this, reoccurring statement
But we gotta address it, face it
It's ugly truth that needs a facelift
These city streets aint bittersweet but tasteless
Chicano's pulled over asked for papers
But don't talk back, they'll taze ya
Pull you out an mace ya, all over ya brown skin playa
But us blacks got it just as bad, don't wear the wrong color, you get the gang tag
Find you in ya local Circle K, Slammer Mag
Hot damn, when did it get this bad
Hook:
I love my city but not the ones in charge
Say they here to help, but they really frauds, my god
Ain't no more ignoring me
Arizona's no place for minorities
Verse Two:
Sheriff Joe likes his inmates in pink underwear
He has this hatred deep down, must be unaware
Why he hates us for our skin color?
If we all God's Children, wouldn't that make us brothers?
Just the thought probably make'em sick
Thinking he the real native American so he put up tents
Serve rotten food, and spoiled milk
But some of these cats in jail realer then these politics
Jan Brewer passed SB1070, We've been criticized heavily
That aint my thought process, see I come from the projects
Where a dollar and a dream is all you got in this market
Sitting on the park bench, readin the news of dead bodies in the desert, blamed on illegals, but they found no evidence of this, what is wrong with these people
I shall see no, hear no, speak no evil
Hook:
I love my city but not the ones in charge
Say they here to help, but they really frauds, my god
Ain't no more ignoring me
Arizona's no place for minorities
Verse Three:
This goes out to the nation, media outlets and radio stations, local and national publications, what's with these political statements,
I thank Barack for the hope he instilled in my heart, but shed some light on this, man we still in the dark
He paved the way for us too, like Noah's Ark
Now the Tea Party steady trying to tear him apart
They try to bring it back to the Founding Fathers
So I can be 3/5's of a man and make it even harder
I got nowhere near as bad as my ancestors
But racism alive, can you feel the pressure
Glenn Beck said Barack looking for reparations
I won't even dignfey that with a statement
Hear him spew hate everyday on ****
Guess the jokes on us minorites, hardy har...
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adVerSity Phoenix, Arizona
adVerSity is an underground Hip-Hop artist from South Phoenix, Arizona, an audio engineer and founder of Phx Rising Records,
LLC. His goal is to produce creative works to inspire and connect with people who have walked down similar paths in life.
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