Alowha
And the champion
Reigning that is
From Flatbush, Brooklyn
Yea.. back in this muthafucka
Reportin' live
from a lyrical high
One time
Yo, with not a damn thing on my mind
But this rhyme, and a
matter of time
To make this whole shit align
Like I planned out,
nothing in life gets handout
Just stand out, ever since I hit
the pot my vision panned
out
Pressure boil 'til im fanned out
Now we the popular
band
So they can't keep their hands off of the man now
Invite em in, give
'em that
S vitamin
Baby Cham style
Got some Trini girl to soak it up,
ShamWoW
!
Damn child, you're
killin'
'em
Fillin'
'em
,
drillin'
'em
with serums, of pure noradrenaline
High blood
feelin'
like the thermostat cracked left mercury spillin'
Your favorite rapper
tryna earn
stacks from nursery
children
True emcees write a verse and rehearse it a million
times
Just for the rebirth of a feelin'
prime and golden
Shawty ask what I'm holdin'
teasin'
'em
Know when the magnum blast eye squeeze magnesium
Used to be mad premature now
I'm mad premium
From
lookin' up to niggas, to
lookin' up niggas
meetin'
'em
Meetings with 'em
, give
'em a
high pitch like curveballs and helium
Young scorcher trying to evolve like
Charmeleon
Million, yeah nigga, we
tryna get a million
Got the bomb nigga, Baghdad, I'm blown away from a bad
pass
Walk on
grass
, below skunk
, I smell
sole funk in the
stash
My
SB's
, antimony I never had
I was more arsenic, vaporize when I got heated
Never jealous, solid as a rock n'
roll fo'
planes
No propellers, just some
Pro
fellas
Who you know better? Never lost my groove I don't know
no
Stella
It's a cold world without
Coachella
A
shady bunch
, like under Interscope
umbrella
But that don't phase me
once, people say I'm crazy but
Call me young Evel
cause I
crazy stunt
Amaze these punks
, drop
swank like it's knowledge to
ya
Mr. Bada$$ is ya
scholar's tutors
Swank the lord and hallelujah
Still praying to the allahs, gods and
judahs
Balance out my lows on a low high
Niggas ain't
know I'm sitting so high
Balance out my lows on the low high
I'm like a low high
Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low
Leave 'em
with no direction to go
Yo, yo, yo, yo hit 'em high, hit 'em low
Direct-less Indigos
Hilary $wank
We don't say swag no more we say swank
Yo, yo, Hip-Hop's a jungle
Uh, lost in his
time
I'm just tryna get it like a boss in his prime
These fake niggas
sumblime, light for fine sights
Wishing we'll fortune but the price
ain't
quite
right
The slice
ain't
quite
ripe
Still pulling strings how I fly
but I don't like kites
How they
gon'
treat Brooklyn's
finest not as fine as diamonds?
And fine nice, surrounded by hard flow like
Icelands
Now we getting
icing
,
finances
nice
And I don't like surprises, I
like superb prices rising
It's the least I could do, these verses priceless
Rehearse in private,
reverse her eyelid
until she
curse in silent
(insolent)
Got a problem solve it, all my
Pros
solids
We all
gon'
dine and until then
we mobbing
So don't push
me, Uh, I'm close to the
pussy
, even
Closer to the know-ledge dropped out
of college
In advance hit the ground running like its ants in my pants
Honey
, pop was a
bumbaclot
and had a queen bee Mommy
Uh, I love her to the tissue, disrespect
my blood and it's an issue
She
like "This you on the cover for real?
Ah you so official."
Now go ahead and buy you some shoes that really fit you
I know she always think of little
me, but now I got big literally
Worldwide and physically
I'm saying I used to take walks around
Little Italy
Now I roam 'round
Sicily
And I'm plotting on a milli
Hmmm another
loud pack
another proud cat
Hey pound that, Hip-Hop
sounds been
profound back
Slow down that, metronome nigga
Let it hit home when the specimen showin'
gon'
glitter
Gold and ices
trigger, your true ideology
I can subtract one with the gun that's true trigonometry
But that won't coincide with the true nigga that I'm
a
be
He's royal poverty I kicks
philosophies
Not because I rock
Soccer
tees
I ain't
gon'
beg but I can please
Rock ya
socks and sockets out your knees
Fulfill your needs with similes non similar
Spit that unfamiliar,
put that on
familia
If ya love Hip Hop, ladies rub your
papillas
Fellas beat they chest like they Silverback Gorillas
It's the new age, children of the crystal healers
Thinking I butterfly, I try
catapult
caterpillars
After years of constructing they
start assumptions
So I keep my circumference of
deep fried
friends like dumplings
But fuck that nigga we
munching, we hungry
After years of constructing they start assumptions
So I keep my circumference of deep fried friends like dumplings
But fuck that nigga we munching,
we hungry
Swanking, Swanking, Swanking
I see you Jigga!
Hilary Swanking
My Yout
Badman Ting
Uh, just put it in the air
Light that loud and watch
disappear
here
Thoughts at the speed of light years, I could see the light
Yeah, this the right year made the flow yeah
Clear and easy to steer in space
and time
erasing fine
Amazing in the maze of clichés
Each day
weighs out enlightenment
Niggas blacked out cause I got
ultra-violent
Now my wave lengths to the radio
waves
Still keep it under pavements but not a ratio change
My patio the same, but I ain't even got to
tell them that
Poppy leave them
dimes at my welcome mat
Get high as heavens
, hope
he'll never come back
I'm like 5'11, but have angelic contact
The devil jealous in fact, Cause I rebel the spells
With a letter to god, I swear you know me so well
This one time, I said lord would you help?
Some short time after I see my music on the shelf
And of course, I gotta thank myself
My wealth is in my happiness and mind
And not my pocket health in its ashes
If you don't even think sometimes
If its passion let relationships
synchronize
Drowning inside
her, true eyes is to
the higher
I don't drink too much, I know the
bud wiser
It's the livest one, Bedford-Stuyvesant
Yo dogs I got the
loud
Blow
the smoke
straight up
to the cloud like
I sky high, my sky
high
Sky high, sky high
Yo dogs I got the loud
Blow the smoke straight up to the cloud like
I sky high, my sky
high
Sky high, sky high
One hand on the
mac
, one
hand on my sac
I'm thinking to myself what if I handed it back
But I gotta
hand it to myself I’m handling
rap
Handsome versing that’s like hand-to-hand
combat
Rehearsing, I got eight arms, nigga
Disarm your favorite rapper he won’t
come back
Made Flex drop eight times, Nigga
On contact, rewind that like 8
times
Got to keep it G, this for my
masons
Figure it out, eight times, the
average of mind
I may sign which I don’t like
lime
light
But I’ll shine witcha
Bitch
I gotta
eat I might dine witcha
Yeah I got bars but I’m like Akon
ouwitcha
Convict music for real
This industry give me chills
Cause in the
streets I’m chill
But still
heating up for a mill
I’m like so real
Life is so surreal
Sosa
already got
sealed for the way he revealed
Taking hold of pitchforks still
But I will never yield
In this pitchfork hold thinking I gotta
appeal
Cause I'm
thinking like a deal
Could get me living swell for real
But if I skyfall, thinking ideal
Yo dogs I got the loud
Blow the smoke straight up to the cloud like
I sky high, my sky
high
Sky high, sky high
Yo dogs I got the loud
Blow the smoke straight up to the cloud like
I sky high, my sky
high
Sky high, sky high
Selling (hellbys?) on CDs
Grassroots with grass roots, seeds on (civis?)
Five finger discount weed
leaves,
Exceptionally speaking determination
Breeds success and proceeds,
Feds want the photos and IDs
Into them blood like IVs
Cause every
youth
Want the newest
Nikes
Straight jeans
and white tees
But these things will get
pricey
Yo dogs I got the loud
Blow the smoke straight up to the cloud like
I sky high, my sky
high
Sky high, sky high
Yo dogs I got the loud
Blow the smoke straight up to the cloud like
I sky high, my sky
high
Sky high, sky high
And I'm gone, hitting knowledge
And I'm hitting the strong
I've been hurting way too long
And I can't wait too long
And I'm gone, hitting knowledge
As I'm hitting the strong,
I've been hurting way too long
I can't wait too long
I've been hurting way too long
I can't wait too long
Death of YOLO
This the song I wrote if I
died;
I was on the 50 mile doing
9-5
Beating the pussy like it ain't got 9
lives
And I'm high, mix Ciroc and some
blunts
, cause you only live once
'Cause you
only live once
'Cause you
only live once
'Cause you
only live once
White girl wasted
, my
wife-girl
hate it
'Cause when
I’m faded I just wanna
See her
naked
Adjust
adjacent, like baby
let me see your matrix
Kama Sutra, back to basics
Since I was on the go, back to
the block
105 on, started bumpin’
Hard Knock
I looked at my nigga Fly, as my heart dropped
Sedan in front
swervin’ as the car stopped
In that split second, my foot
steppin’
breakin’
I thought to myself, I always knew that I would make it
All it took was patience, and now I’m
on the stations
Luckily I made it right before my life was taken
It was too good to be mistaken for
happiness and riches
People
callin’ my phone, like they
happy that we did it
Little did they know I was 'bout to meet
my
maker
Till an
angel came down and told me that my time was later
This the song I wrote if I
died;
I was on the 50 mile doing 9-5
Beating the pussy like it ain't got 9 lives
And I'm high, mix Ciroc and some blunts, 'cause you
only live once
'Cause you
only live once
'Cause you
only live once
'Cause you
only live once
Riiiiiight, fuck it
Pass the deuce
, 'member
creepin’
through the 'jects
Had to, stash the
deuce
in my
40 'Low boots
International, my bread is well earned
L's burn,
smash hoes in
Melbourne
Light skinned jawn, look like Chanel Iman
One night, got
her
hooked, like I’m heroin
Vintage
Vanson's
puffin’ on
chron
Posted, lookin’ like a Slim or Daron
Give me some to a 112 song
Smoke a nigga like a Newport Long
Pass off to my man, be a baton
'Cause it
ain’t
no fun if the
homies don’t get none
Right, it's like
ballin'
on a
bitty
Bunch of
bad
bitches
from different cities
Illest niggas in
New
yitty
Kush God, Joey Bada$$, relax and
stack the skrilly, DZA
This the song I wrote if I
died;
I was on the 50 mile doing 9-5
Beating the pussy like it ain't got 9 lives
And I'm high, mix Ciroc and some blunts, 'cause you
only live once
'Cause you
only live once
'Cause you
only live once
'Cause you
only live once
Late night
cruisin'
fusing
the green with the cuban
So swift we
moving through clouds intruding
Celestial Nubians, known them since
I was a
Brand Nubian
and they influenced him
And now it’s new
beginnin’s
,
catch me
sinnin’
in
Sin City
Sittin’
and
spinnin’
and
spittin’
in ya
city
Swimmin’
in ya
bitty
, put kin in her
kitty and breasts
Got protection in the
vest
, but still penetrate
correct
The vets, I got the remedy for
these bitches
Inject, enter sex and
eject get some intellect
And jet cuz all we do is
flex on the
weekends
They
upset cause I learned how to
flex on the weakest
End of my strength they drenched in they
trenches
The fence in my terrace is
gold
, leave ya defenseless in the cold
And I know all you nigga’s weaknesses
Through my threshold, sight on some instinctive shit
This the song I wrote if I
died;
I was on the 50 mile doing 9-5
Beating the pussy like it ain't got 9 lives
And I'm high, mix Ciroc and some blunts, 'cause you
only live once
'Cause you
only live once
'Cause you
only live once
'Cause you
only live once
Right On Time
My eyes have never seen someone so beautiful
So much charm
The only lady I can ever match bonds with
On some atomic
bond shit, our love is
plutonic
But I just can't, put my foot on
it
My one and my only
We not only lovers but homies
Whenever I'm lonely, right on time
she
arrives
She
know the business for some minutes
I bury that kitty
alive
Although I'm kidding but I really be in it
And we don't plan on having kiddies but
I really be skinnin'
really be raw
They say sex is the weapon
Love is really a war
And sometimes I feel threatened cause she really know all
My weaknesses
Sometimes we fight, won't speak and
shit
But we both know what the sequence
is
It's like a never-ending cycle
Something like your menstrual
The day you put your men on pause
I'll pause the instrumentals
That's dussace got me in the mental
Me and you until the end of time
Till we
no longer existential
Right on time
You are my love
(This ain't
nothing like consistence, persistence
We'll be switching
positions
My mission's to put you in the best
conditions)
They say one man's trash is
another man's
treasure
No, one man's clever, one knows no better
I like to go get her to keep her warm in cold weather
She blow below better then she
goes for endeavors
Write our names on the clouds in bold letters
If hoes ever touch
me
she
load
Berettas
But trust me,
she's
lusty it must be me
Rubbin it off
on
her skin
I can't budge her, a pen?
I swear that her love is just a
sin
We back at it again
Fussin
and
fightin
I start
cussin
she
cryin
Break up to make up
I start cuttin' then slide it in
Then we mix the vibe with some
Hen
You got five, I got ten
Now we some trippy niggas as high
as a fin
But what's your game love? Already know
it
We some ordinary people but extraordinary poets
Get lost in the
Moet
when I po' it
Fuck it if we drownin in pain 'cuz we don't really show it
Right on time
You are my love
(This ain't
nothing like a consistence, persistence
We'll be switching positions
My mission's to put you in the best conditions)
My eyes have never seen someone so beautiful
So much charm
Sweet Dreams
First I wake up, wake up, thinking of a
plan to get my
cake
up,
cake
up
Cause
I can't pay the rent with school papers
I need two acres and more
I know how it feel
walking out the door
pockets
out of
dough
Out it doe, be on the flow
We smoking
indo
, but we out though, adios
My audio getting me that
Audi
or the Range
Rov
Mahogany colored clothing, my hog in the road
Drive slow, cruising down memory
lane
before I hit the streets
Have My Melody playing
, creators just
lie with my (?)
Head between clouds, I think I'm
married to Jane
I remember the days when I'd forever
complain
That's way before they started paying
,
I was in pain
Sick in the brain like I never met a physicist yet
Only lyricist on my metaphysics intellect
Sweet dreams, stuck in the 90s
90s
babies
it's a matter of
timing
Sweet dreams my nigga, I wish you sweet dreams my nigga
Sweet dreams, stuck in the 90s
90s babies it's a matter of timing
And time's not rewinding, yeah
Round two
bout, half of
this
loud through
Don't let them
hounds
snoop
and get soundproofed
High frequency sounds too
Has
statikspot over serious
statikshots
Scrap vinyls over them
statik pops
Im a fanatic fly but a sporadic guy
Never chat a lot, just
pass the Lye
and guide the youth
Stand with the truth, Nigga
nothin'
less
When the playbutton pressed
Killswitches feel it hit ya
chest
And meet your death, if I'm
caught on the fence know he'll hit
ya
Yes true vets keeps it real
whichya
Ill wit ya, show you the real
picture
Only keep the ones around that suffer for
meals
whichya
Cuz when
them
suckas
, see ya
supper
And your
cake
getting richer and your pockets
getting thicker
Thats when they want you to remember a nigga
But when I handed you the tape you couldn't remember to listen
Sweet dreams, stuck in the 90s
90s babies it's a matter of timing
Sweet dreams my nigga, I wish you sweet dreams my nigga
Sweet dreams, stuck in the 90s
90s babies it's a matter of timing
And time's not rewinding, yeah
Been on my grind, I keep it 50-50
Thats 100 on the real, no balance
scales, still trippy
Where I live it's either you know talents
well and sell
records
Or no talent, well we still sell for the record
Somehow the rap game reminds me of
the trap game
In fact is the exact
same, and these tracks is my crack caine
And if you listening then you a fiend
Our music is the cure like some vaccines
Exotic to the core so stop asking
Got the blueprints to the game, but I read it as king
There's 47 ways to get this
green
One is being an enslaved being, the other dreams
Red pill or blue bean
, I can't sit still I'm too lean, nigga
Brush my bill on new beams
Niggas on my tail now that I blew
green
Sweet dreams, stuck in the 90s
90s babies it's a matter of timing
Sweet dreams my nigga, I wish you sweet dreams my nigga
Sweet dreams, stuck in the 90s
90s babies it's a matter of timing
And time's not rewinding, yeah
Sweet dreams stuck in the 90's nigga
Stuck in the 90's nigga
We just some stuck in the 90's niggas
47 Goonz
Yo, Badass don't act or pretend, back at it again
Hit it from the back, she a addict within
I got her on some shit like "I'm a get tatted for him"
She
a ride or die,
slim, when she in the denims
Remember it like it was yesterday
Another case of "I fucked your bitch, nigga" but a more clever way
Quarter in the room to elevate, said if you ever may
Slip then hit
her
on the hip where the
Beretta stay
Catch me somersaulting my eyelids
Awakened from a dream, just perceived how I
live
So it's make believe, rather unique
Lavish, sweet all live in a rapper physique
Hit up a show then after retreat
back to the telly with freaks
Pack up a bowl and we ain't even eat
But we got a appetite for cookie creases and
treats
And they all got tricks up they
sleeve
I'm ashing on the bridge,
Mary Jane
, fuck your cigarettes
I'm laughing out loud, ask me if I'm still stressed, possessed
Hope the boys in blue don't arrest
yours truly
Respect but suspect,
protect your neck
jewelry
47s and
Uzis
, well-connected and recruiting
I be with my Mexicans, I know
they got the
toolie
I'm smoking
doobies
with
like 20 of my goons
Hotbox the whip and let smoke fill the room
Even through my lenses,
my sense is on the moon
Dirty be the name and I came from the black lagoon
I'm sick with the ink like infected tattoos
Just one love but the
two-three's
branded on my shoes
You would think I had a
eighth
the
way I'm crushing them
grapes
Had her whining for a taste, that's why she's up in my face
Them Apex taking over like we
running with Apes
What's the verdict? Nothing but a fucking disgrace, nigga
This ain't
Quidditch but you know the
snitch
get
caught
Then get bitched like the
bitch
she
brought, throw your fit then walk
When they clip all of your Christmas thoughts
There's no giving when they take what you got
Placed in the crop circle, doc with a smock, see
Art what we drop, shopping cart with Da Vinci
Whimpering, leave that risk to your
Pros
Wrist full of
stone, lapidate if they pass me the
smoke
I'm
strapped
and
irate, daps from the
fake
Get me mad and I contemplate irrational
mode
Don't think about
nada
, strung
you by your collar
The flow father who balanced out
his chromosomes
proper
I'm going home partner like
Posada
, they
talk
beef
But toss the
ensalada
, peep the blue Impala
There's arrogant cops who stay intruding
Can't stop the 47 like protagonist in Absolution
Them wack rappers who track-eluding
Critic is a random student who
use the Era as a new rap
influence
Faster than ransom shootings or
some cancer fluid
I still
kill and you can't lose it
Word Is Bond
Got the
reggies from the Bush
Get lifted like a saint off the
kush
, man all my niggas push
So I always got the
zipstock
in the Ziplock
Stay lo, like Ralph
lip stock, hit the
Mary
,
won't kiss and tell
My lips locked but my grip's not so I pass it off
Real
burners
, and we
ashing off your furniture
Fuck your couch, bitch, hush your
mouth
She said she
fell in one
of them
Ls
, but lust don't
count
These chickens don't love me, they love the account
But they will never know what's the amount, I keep the hoes in check
'Til they
bounce, don't ever let a chick see you withdrawn
These niggas want to know what I draw with
But won't respond to what I've drawn
Tetrahedrons, take a
dose of
Patron
With knowledge juice
and deuce
Cubes of Metatron
They wouldn't hear the tone
through a megaphone, let
alone
Cella phone, but my line stay
hella blown
Hella blown, hella blown
Yo Houston, we got a problem, copy
Four, five
hotties
in the lobby
Said that they can blow the rockets properly, but blow up spots and never stop
Like them aki's, they never get
aqui
to my property
Known around my city
like
George Pataki
Young Jason for them
dollars
in the mix like
teriyaki
And round four, I force my large
Versace
Over my big head, cause I don't live here, she
getting too cocky
Won't spot
me in no closet
I ain't like
Kels
and them
Her closet full of
arm limbs and a skeleton
I spray nines on foes, bet if you pick five emcees
Seven, ain't
gon'
flow like me, nigga I'm two-six
I mean too sick, sent to
Earth just to shit
Mami
, come steer, some new stick, got a man?, I don't give two shits
Better tell that doofus
deuces before he catch a whipping
Hit him in his Charles Dickens and strip
him for his
Scottie Pippens
Cause it's
all about the big pimping
Rob him for his Nixon, and then question him about his
timing
Right here, it gets reckless, best advice
is
To tuck your
necklace
, and put your arms right back into your
Lexus
Cause
G-Stone Crips, they ain't nothing
To flex with, and billy gang Pyru,
they really on some next shit
So if I were you I would probably ride with
two
No fool, not two dudes,
two tools
As in
deuce-deuce
'cause
niggas jack you for your soul
And your
new
shoes
and your
jewels
too
There's something about another nigga having shit
That has a nigga spazzing
clips
all up in your back and dip
Cause it's
all about bagging the
baddest
chick
Stacking them chicks
up
in
Saks Fifth
But word is bond, you been on
Word is bond, you been
on
Sit N' Prey
After that day my nigga
I remember when he came back to school 3 weeks after
Gave that nigga a bible
And I was like "Yo wherever you go, take this shit with you
You feel me, and you
gon'
be good
Like I can't, cause
you my friend and I can't protect
niggas"
Like all I can tell niggas is sit n' pray and that's it
But niggas be taking
their life for granted like
You know being on some wild cowboy shit, you can't
You got
beef
with some nigga like, don't be in their vicinity my nigga…
I feel it
Soul music
Sometimes I just sit and pray
Sometimes I just sit and pray
Said I don't know why do I live my life this way
Why do I live my life this way
Yo, said the apex rhymes on the
empire's
eyes
Can testify I'm the best of fly
Live your life and I'm
gon'
live mine
Tell me what the fuck an angel does
We're seeing kids who ain't
aged enough
Getting high off angel
dust
From NY to
Los
Angeles
There ain't no
love
In the heart of the city
Looking where they
car be at
And they party at
Cardiac arrest can feel risky
Real pissy
I chase
cheese
and
real pussy
yeah
Cats
used to yawn on his rap now look at 'em
Shit ain't been the same since them niggas started booking 'em
Pull up with your pen up, looking sharper than a bulletin
With
pin
stripes
and hollow
tip bullets in it
He's something that you'd invest
in
Catch him live on late night, but he ain't
interestin'
Pop up and poop out something like intestine
No corrections
cause
the mic been checked
in
The only time he be asking
is when he
sexing
My team like Teenage Mutants and
X-Men
Fire spark when I step in
He the Human Torch
Inhaling fumes of all sorts of course
Steez taught me how to store it in my ball shorts
So when we stop by the D we never get caught
I say it again we face L's but never lost
Either be a warlord for 6 fees short
Each day in this living hell, feel remorse
But he had a million dollar smile way before he flossed
Sometimes I just sit and pray
Sometimes I just sit and pray
Said I don't know why do I live my life this way
Why do I live my life this way
Yo, said the apex rhymes on the empire's eyes
Can testify I'm the best of fly
Live your life and I'm
gon'
live mine
Yo, I'm trying to Oprah win-win with a
L in my hand
Remotely passed off like the generous man
And they wonder what it cost
to put the pen in my hand
But don't understand they
the only one who gets the
benefit, damn
Sometimes I just sit and pray
They couldn't walk this way in my
J's
It wouldn't feel despair, but
disarray
Like their souls
disappear
Son got hot flows, got dropped
like disarray
Couldn't close my ghost
souls, eyes closed
Covered with Ray-Bans, I call it my eyes closed, and I know!
Even through shades of black
I see brighter days looking
back in fact
So I relax my mind, see what these
tracks can find
A
gold
mine
that will make me rich in both
dimes
in
mine
Gotta make it
all mine if you don't mind
Cause
sometimes
Sometimes I just sit and pray
Sometimes I just sit and pray
Said I don't know why do I live my life this way
Why do I live my life this way
Yo, said the apex rhymes on the empire's eyes
Can testify I'm the best of fly
Live your life and I'm
gon'
live mine
Right on the block where they sit and
play
Lives the vicious ways where they
spit and
spray
Vicious
trey's
coming for the ice you kept in yesterday
It's nothing but the history
Protecting ya from being history
And then the next day your face is just a mystery
For niggas who really ain't
feeling me are all my fucking enemies
Even the lightest hours require
heavy
artillery
Accelerate without the breaks of a break
And still I'm not eating up to now and there's a lot on my plate
All in a day's work of God and his
grace
You wanna eat then tell God and say
grace
And avoid the heat, getting the boil to surface
A soft nigga caught between these rocks and a hard place
Because the Mafia is on the look out for the
Scarface
But the
ill-minded-child
, is ill-minded, child
Got a round of styles
Killing niggas' mental like a round of shells
Very well rounded round it
Well 'til
the highest number praying that 24/7 ain't the highest number
Sometimes I just sit and pray
Sometimes I just sit and pray
Said I don't know why do I live my life this way
Why do I live my life this way
Yo, said the apex rhymes on the empire's eyes
Can testify I'm the best of fly
Live your life and I'm
gon'
live mine
Get off my cheeks let me do my thing
Interrupt the wave length
Live and let live
And people talk smart got the balls to say
They apex and standing for this
way
But got nothing to show or give
I ain't
judging
Trap Door
I went over to her house on Sunday morning
Her
moms had just gone to church...
Drive slow homie, drive slow
Drive slow homie, drive slow
Drive slow homie, drive
slow
Shit, my eyes low
It's only one way this can work out
Drop down, I'mma give you twenty if you scurred out
You
scurred now, call me the drill sergeant
Charge in the apartment
like a charger compartment
I'm in the walls now, I'm wired
up
So now the higher
up is trying to quiet
us, uh
Smoking on land, lord I light
it up
Just gettin'
fired up, now she
coming like a fire truck
She threw the towel in, score for me oh for she
Cause
she
keep
howlin'
we showdown like
Shaolin
Slow down for an hour then, sink
it deep into the shallow end
How you like beef
girl? Keep swallowing
Your food
, I'm following
your mood and it's blue and me too
But I can't lie like I blew this
green
on you
I blew it on the purple
fume
and I know I
read your mind, right
You're bright, you want green of
all types
like limelight
Balance is the kiwi
fused in the tunes
Third eye sight,
she
roden' the car with
three blind mice
They
chase
cheese
and don't think twice
And for that, some niggas in the cut get sliced, she
looking
back
Now, cause
she
ain't met a
nigga as real in the back
Down as shack
she throw it back for that,
willingly
She
hope I catch children
But the mag
shielding, in other words I wrap
feelings
Yeah Joey that cat
killin'
villain
I capture the cat in the trap, a door she
sealing
From
Sicilians
to
Miss Millins
, to
miss missin'
From Sicilians to Miss Millins, to miss missin'
I keep it lit till I'm burnt out
Could tell a chick bye look at how she turned out
Could tell a chick bye look at how she turned out
Could tell a chick bye look at how she turned out
Could tell a chick bye look at how she turned out
Satellite
And I guess it's my turn to shine
The bright light I was starin' at turn
lime
And the green stuff turned to slime,
and grime
Everybody want to be your
blood cousin
When you're buzzing
Fine, I give 'em my other line,
another rhyme
Word to mother, I'm goosed
up
My two fucks in two cups
Another double entendre
She fell in that
Bombay
Now she
tumble dry
lingerie
Chardonnay
nothing but the bottle of
emotion
But the love potion when it sprays
They just caught up in the days
Let me show you how I feel these
Jays
The
cheese
stays high like
Dr. J
My flow is like land the boats, dock the planes
Hand the dope but cop the
chains
For more fiends some antidote to stop the pain
Now my stream, floods these
streets
They can't stop the reign
All right I need them back
To blast, to blast me out of sight
Like a satellite
Vibe all night
A satellite
I take a day off
Let the trees take some weight
off
My mental's just a fact, Bannon's got
the instrumental
I keep niggas on their toes
So you got creases in your Forces
My verses they're important, yo
your verses they are boring
I am not of this Earth bro
I'm a satellite that's bound to
fight
But we're down to light, 'n
light the fuck up
Vibe all night
As I roll the die
Like my first drink
was just the brink of a crooked eye
But don't blame the ice for the I U KEL
Oh God couldn't see past 'em
If his puff pass, notarized
Two dubs I got 40 on my hit
list
Just smoking
drinks both the broken in-glass like Olde English
Are you good bro?
Is your eyes dilated
from the kush
'n
Nuvo?
This new for the life
Like a Nubian with the
doobie
cold
eyes
Better smell the coffee I'm
coughing
That means I'm sick
widdit
, spit it out
Kill it like airborne diseases
Is this why the rap game is this
easy?
Like please eat your
vegetables
So I took a dose of the
edible
Ain't an overdose
Already a rap monster fucking overload
Hopping up on stepping stones
So we making stepping
stones
Turn up that
trichome
We rap game dose
This is Messiah and the eyes are hopeless
Hopin' my
divide eyes through the world flex
This ship
Don't this shit make my people
wanna jump?
No disrespect, ask my man for the pumps
Don't this shit
To blast, to blast me out of sight
like a satellite
Don't this shit make my people wanna jump?
No disrespect, ask my man for the pumps
Don't this shit make my people wanna jump?
Surround
Sounder
Come and hear the blunt-smoking
philosopher
Smoking with a joint to get you open like a chakra
No time for the roster this rap
game goes either way
Let him lead the way
And niggas will know who they need to
play
Freeing the ways to amplify the
idiolect
Saw nothing but shots since the project
days
Like I was
eyein' the
Tec
Kept the eye in the
text
Make 'em
see my eye in the Lex
Giving my blood sweat and iron, injecting
selecting the soul
Cause mind
body and soul can't be reinstalled
Special with the flow to make
Niagara
fall
It's over for the systematic rapping
robotics
Crashing my logic
These niggas hooked on hooks and
Hooked on Phonics
With
hooked on phonics
the pot could
get em
hooked on chronic
Cause
pain conditions from the page conditions
Racing like Sonic
inhaling the tonic
They couldn't grade my brain in a college
Themes behind it rob you for ya mind like
thieves is behind it
So we had to squeeze in knowledge
To pile it when the green
sees wallet
Anything to let the green
seize wallet
Taking forever and a century with sentence
speeds
Like a penitentiary
to build cell blocks to block your memory
Catch me on the enemy's
territory
Telling
terrorist story with a terror
The
Era
ends with a good night
story
Don't this shit make my people
wanna jump?
No disrespect, ask my man for the pumps
Don't this shit make my people wanna jump?
95 Til Infinity
And we
smoking, toking
potent herb
Preaching spoken words that
just might poke your nerves
Hope you ain't scared, my
Jeep go "Scrrrr"
I peep the obscured, and
what ain't
normally easy to
observe
I swear I'm born abnormally
absurd
If I give you a piece of mind, you've been disorderly disturbed
That's my word, flip similes and verbs, now I'm
eating
Retreating for
seconds and thirds, y'all niggas
seasoned (Oh, you
salty)
Don't worry what we
ate
,
you don't want that
plate
I combine yours with mine
quake, and make the earth shake
Supernatural disaster
on you
half-ass rappers
Pass the herb to an actual
pastor, word to the
black lip bastard
I drop knowledge like a Five
Percenter
Every time I drop a line, it touch like five
placentas
Schooling your offspring, drop
heat all spring
And stay hot for five Novembers, I think y'all niggas lost
me
95 'til
infinity
time
We in disguise behind enemy lines
Women with no identity signs, they can't get my
lines
I used to give a fuck you could find
95 'til infinity time
We in disguise behind enemy lines
And I just kill it every
time
Instead of
lead
slugs
, I
spreads the
love
Like a
bed-bugaboo does, I'm in the W
with your lovable slut
I'm in the walls while you bugging her up
I'll do your girl like this beat, straight fucking it up
Y'all niggas nothing to
us
, this feels like
nuttin' to us
Son, taught your daughter
how to bust a nut for fun
Recollect and
collect the funds
When she
see
the sun
spit
the proceeds when I cum
'99,
'til
infinity beyond
Hold my peace full of energy 'til
enemies be gone
Until them niggas in my vicinity gone
Peep the melody we on, but they don't know the remedy to these songs
Basic necessities on how to be put
on
Cause they
see
my team, we strong
,
Beastcoast
in your
region
If you get dropped you can't rejoin, they wanna know
Whose shoulder we
leaning on but all we do is show them who
we
leading on
95 'til infinity time
We in disguise behind enemy
lines
Women with no identity signs, they can't get my lines
I used to give a fuck you could find
95 'til infinity time
We in disguise behind enemy
lines
And I just kill it every time
Cause they
will never stop for a young black
male
Blackmailed in braille that means what he felt
And the very reveal could appeal
Put you on the
Alcatraz
trail or railroad to hell
Oh well, some of us
is taught there is
help
The other source is lost in all
sorts of
wealth
Uh, roots of all evil
The highest stars
Evel Knievel
I see through people's door, the world may never know
How my third pupil show, Incognito and cold needles flow
And I don't throw subs, I throw
torpedoes
The Don, not Cheadle
,
this don got a Cornelius
fro
Afro punk festivities
This for my niggas that's lying
with queens like
Nefertiti
Waking up to pyramids and big kitties
Gold
soul
theory, but what is life really
95 'til infinity time
We in disguise behind enemy
lines
Women with no identity signs, they can't get my lines
I used to give a fuck you could find
95 'til infinity time
We in disguise behind enemy
lines
And I just kill it every time
Amethyst Rockstar
(Fuck You!)
I stand on the corner of the block
slinging amethyst rocks
Drinking 40s of
mother
earth’s
private nectar stock
Dodging
cops, cause 5-0 be the 666 and I
need a fix of that purple rain
:
The type of shit that drives
membranes
insane
Oh yeah, I’m in the fast lane
snorting candy yams
That free my body and soul and send me like Shazaam
Never question who I am, God knows,
and I know God personally
In fact he lets me call him
“me,”
When did rap turn into a
fashion
show
?
Too many makeup artists won't let their passion
show
The anti-social
mogul, havin' 20/20 visions
In need bifocals, for
your eyes dilated
ojos
Open wide, never did I owe
hoes
Suck a dick
dilated, tell my old hoes
Hit my main bitch in the Poconos
I'm not
Pinocchio
, I never lied I poke her nose
With the dopest
dope, brand new
Pablo
, brand new God
flow
It feel like, Escobar and
Apollo
Swank apparel, I put a pic on the site 'ya
megabytes
Y'all niggas ticking me off like
headlights
Get your head right, it all falls down
I
bread right
on the house
Eye was on 106 and Park and still on the couch like,
Bitch fuck Jacob
I went to meet
my
maker,
with 25 sacred stones
Told him save me a few acres
Yeah, cause' we just some Amethyst Rockstars
Amethyst Rockstar
Amethyst Rockstar
Amethyst Rockstar
Amethyst Rockstar
Try
aim at this Rock Star!
Time just keeps on falling, falling, falling
How is Hip-Hop dead? I'm still
makin' a
killin'
Banana clip
peelin'
and
ho's I'm still
stealin'
This is not for the
soda
pop
niggas
Take me to the leader of
the new school
or the block dealas
Cause all
these fakes mcs take from those
figures
Is what get fake MC's in front of loose triggers
Can't knock the hustle though, I may just bust a
jigga
And lookin'
through my eyes, you can kinda get the picture
Mo money mo problems as you get
notorious
, inglorious, until you're a big
Victorious
, no show
Only way you get to see the kid is through a photo
Or burn-ed up logos, and the
females come out at night
And when they find the pot a gold they strike, seducing me?
Wait y-y-yeah, you nice on the
mic, yeah yeah, you
lookin'
right
Yeah, you just my type, yo
(Bitch, don't get me tight!)
Her friend
split and dipped, damn I should've seen this
I'm in a boobie trap and thats some clever ass cleavage
Well, I think with my dick, I know you want to blow my mind for that reason
She said "You got clever speaking"
And after I'm done, I still got it leaking
I dipped off 'cause knowledge a nigga is still
seekin'
What you lookin' at son? I might rob
you blind
Defined by every line, niggas
tryin'
to outshine
We’re both number one enemies, it’s sad though
One on one, and it takes two niggas to tango
Two niggas to tango
Watch me go
Rambo
"Don’t Front on a nigga like me
Time just keeps on falling, falling, falling"
Yeah, cause' we just some
Amethyst Rockstars
Amethyst Rockstar
Amethyst Rockstar
Amethyst Rockstar
Amethyst Rockstar
Try aim at this Rock Star!
Time just keeps on falling, falling, falling
YO!YO!YO!YO!
YO!YO!YO!YO!
YO!YO!YO!YO!
YO!YO!YO!YO!
YO!YO!YO!YO!
YO!YO!YO!YO!
YO!YO!YO!YO!
YO!YO!YO!YO!
Reign
When it rains it pours down
Used to wanna be king said the reign is on
now
King me like
James
straight out of High School
To the big games but you know just
how I do
When it rains it pours down
Used to wanna be king said the reign is on now
King me like James straight out of
High School
To the big games but you know just how I do
Adapted to these new ways of living,
getting
money and sinning
Go together like
denims
diamonds
and
women
tryna balance it at once but
keep hitting these
blunts
Demons of lust, keep
hinting they stunts
when I'm
drunk
What if I jumped off this cloud full
of thinking aloud
Into a, pool of my sorrow
and start
sinking in
doubt
Rethinking it out, cause tomorrow ain't ever
promising
And every blink it counts for a prophet who see
deposits
But he ain't always see the positives
He used to live in poverty
, Thinking probably
One day, he strike
the lottery
Cause
dreaming big never been odd to me
And since a kid I've been on a musical odyssey
I knew the day would come where I wouldn't be sorry in a
pile of G's
Or probably be rehearsing a verse on the beach
Wait reverse in the speech
Cause it
ain't always
sunny on the sunny side
But I'll stop shining when bunnies
fly
When it rains it pours down
Used to wanna be king said the reign is on now
King me like James straight out of
High School
To the big games but you know just how I do
When it rains it pours down
Used to wanna be king said the reign is on now
King me like James straight out of
High School
To the big games but you know just how I do
I turn my dreams to reality
So, I burn green
same time I burn calories though
I'm
eating now in fact, I'm
feasting now
No more mistreating
, my
miss is treated now
No more misleading
mister leader
now,
Mister visa now
, I got
green
and cards with no
limits
Bad Boy life but Shyne with no
Diddy
But it's no
biggie
, I spread love the
Brooklyn
way
But when push come to shove I'm about that
Crooklyn
wave
Shook for days,
Don't ever judge a book by a
page
That could be a cover up if you ain't
looking that way
But what can I say, everything
happens for a reason
Time will tell cause even fall lasts for a season
So keep on believing, you live
and learn die and you teach
Another, piece of the
pie
and it's
finally sweet
But reverse on the speech, cause it ain't always sunny
on the sunny side
But I'll stop shining when bunnies fly
When it rains it pours down
Used to wanna be king said the reign is on now
King me like James straight out of
High School
To the big games but you know just how I do
When it rains it pours down
Used to wanna be king said the reign is on now
King me like James straight out of
High School
To the big games but you know just how I do
Said we done came a long way
365 bong rips
later
Last year I ain't make no
paper
All I earned was some kicks some snares from some
haters
And some favors from some chicks
that move their rumps like shakers
But what's that shit, I was tryna be the greatest
Upgrade to the grade A list, but
all they do is degrade us
And it ain't
too hard to be famous, What's hard is
sustaining
Remaining the same when stuff
changing
Cause
I remember days at the bus station
, waiting
Still had no patience, so niggas
try to play him
Imaginary players, Imaginary
playlist
I been your favorite
before you even started playing it
Who'd have thought that they would come I wouldn't be sorry
In a pile of g's, and rehearse a verse on the
beach
But reverse on the speech
Cause it
ain't always
sunny on the sunny side
But I'll stop shining when bunnies fly
When it rains it pours down
Used to wanna be king said the reign is on now
King me like James straight out of
High School
To the big games but you know just how I do
When it rains it pours down
Used to wanna be king said the reign is on now
King me like James straight out of
High School
To the big games but you know just how I do
(Fireworks Exploding)
Sorry Bonita
It’s all illusions, fixed
gear cruising
Fixed reality shrouded from governmental pollution
I ain’t a saint, the holy ghost up in my aura rebuked it
It’s the era of indigo and they go with the preaching
I ascend as the seasons go on and I
vanish
Cause I
notice I’m slowly becoming way more imbalanced
A king with the crown, firm grip on the chalice
Solid gold
angel coming back to burn down this Babylon
Has told many tales, his flows you could sells
Mastering wind elements, I move with the gales
'Cause I’m
a socialite in the night, bitch get right enable
I’m boxing
yo dorm, Put my
Nikes
on the coffee table
My tongue’s below her
navel, she makes it where
her skills in naval
Seals my hands on her
extremities, we’re chopping up these
remedies
Came in between her and I
We leave it to the constellations
like should we continue
relations?
I think not
cause all I
do is smoke pot
And make beats, and yo ass just want
back shots
Smoker’s club
,
Michael Jordan
how I’m killing
4 quarters
You stashing the trash, hoarder
Yo
girl
starting to bath water, it’s Dirty
And that’s not an introduction,
it’s nutching
Dirt on my shoulders
, like
Hova
My niggas turn boulders soft, that’s
the shit that me and jovid saw uh
And now its like Pro Era in stores
All my niggas opening doors,
All my bitches
is
brainless, flawless more or less
Balance was the key, more action less
speaking
Everybody wants a piece
Peace
Check (Peace)
Yo
When I release the flows I goes over yo
dome far
The nigga to represent the barrio, we hold bars
I shine further, you sons get in the
bogart
You gotta pick
yo road, give it
a go, keep the point, God
Better with the regis my mind, they manifesting
Beastcoast
, yea we
the pros, you don’t wanna mess with
We leave you breathless,
don’t second guess the best
who blessed it
Less than yo
adolescence when I speak my progression
Bring it down baby
Bring it down baby, uh
This is what I asked for, asked for
Chilling at my back door, back off, mind tweaking on bath salts
Confuse my intelligence, maybe I’m
irrelevant
So eloquent, being riders with a
elephant
The higher rank tryna pull a trump card
When I try and do the things, I deserve all respect
Intricate my amount, boy to any amount
To any account, probably I gets
them out uh
I can see it through the pyramids
I can see it through the pyramids
I can see it through the pyramids
I must admit, I must admit
The mental state with a nigga that was
penciled for great
Following schedules, never scheduled for break
But still embrace he'll put ya' neck in a
brace
Regular days went to getting paid regular
Respecting the Era where the Era’s been ascending up
Got all types of fans that always
sending us love
And ex girls that I loved I now offend with a glove
And stayed deeper but still
heading above 'Cause
Mr. Hinds always gotta float to let the people
know that nigga head is above
Regular sea height, cause they 3rd
eye never seen height
Cause only
this Brooklyn
street light gave me shine to
shine for these nights
Came with the free ice to bag bodies on the beat sipes
Bring it down baby
Bring it down baby, uh
Looking for who’s in charge, don’t be shocked, I’m the plug
Get inside like the socket, the
surgeon, the sergeant
Energy – I put all in
I’m learning the flaw things
In the storm you stand out, you
can struck and stand up
I know how to conduct, feelings electric
Well we’re connected, your buttons
are pressing
Can test the reception, I sent you a
message
Let me know if you get this, the question
Seen it all in the retrospect, took
retro
steps
Like it’s
’93
still
, got
’93 til mic skills
Even got the
Ecko
check
Like for real there no testing, my tribe is not some Tribe called Questions
My professions are not no seconds
To no veterans and they minutes of fame
I’m a menace, insane, minus the brain as I diminish the flame
Make it rain
,
champagne
, 'til it falls
down the drain
Got my head up in my dreams
Everything ain't
what it be
seemin'
Don’t blame me girl, blame my semen
You got good jeans
so your inseams made seamless
And off top, you’re ingenious
We took a hit off of the
greenest
Now she
at most fear on the atmosphere but don't intervene us
Break her body down to the genus if she leaving
She didn’t get the pic and now I see
Sophia
She get the tone, sorry
Bonita
but
Sophia got a applebum
Sophia got a applebum
I’m thinking I should take it home
What you saying?
#LongLiveSteelo
Ayo I don't really cry, ask why
Cause
inside, no one ever really dies
Your presence is still alive
Your voice I still hear it
I still feel your spirit in a room feel
heavenly with the scent of ya
We wasn't on the issues but couldn't help but notice
your views
So many aspects of truth
In fact you let the past get to
you
So thoughts on a better future,
it couldn't suit you
alone
We was
stoned
, by
the snakes of this life of sin
But you taught me a life lesson, the fight within
Use the power of our
minds, I was confused at some hour in time
My eyes were dark brown but blind
But, now I see even the sun shines through blinds
And now I move enlighten
in sightings that I find
Enticin'
in my prime, like, look at me now
You used to tell me read books, niggas
bookin'
me now
But how, could I have done it without you though
You was the big bro I never ever
had you know?
Why you had to go? It
hurt me inside
I feel guilty walking around outside with false pride
If only we could vibe like, one more
time
Hear one more line or
share one more
rhyme
Even show me one more sign of destiny
itself would be fine
But there's no turning back the, hands of
time
Or delayin'
the plans of your mastermind
So I hope you came across of what you had
to find
And watch over the ones you
once
loved
You was my nigga when push came to shove
One love, one love, one love, one love
The sky's the limit
That's what they told the
fuckin'
fool
I disguised the limit
Now I'm aiming for the sun and moon
x2
Long Live Steelo
Yo y-yo
Y-yo yo yo 93 'til infinity, King Capital
May your soul Rest in Peace
Unorthodox
We done came up
Everybody love em
On the regular
Lookin’ at popular colored faces
Observing what my brothers faces in
all races
Lost in generations before hatred
See with your eyes dilated for the
sake of the Gs
But keep it sacred G, fuck a rat
race, we take the
cheese
Jack cheddar
from the make believe
Break the trees
on they eighth CD
Rocking the red and black
lumberjack
faithfully
I’m a Brooklyn nigga, basically I grind with the grimiest
Learn how to eat in the jungle full of hyenas
And vultures, don’t worry what a
verse will cost ya
From the young scorcher, just
remember who taught ya
Imma spark it off unorthodox
Won’t sign to no major if no wager
Less than a 3 million
offer
off the top
I’ll be in a box with my
coughin’ drops
Why settle for a office
spot?
Niggas don’t always make it off
the block
Unless they extort rocks or
support the cops
They still snitchin’ - let me guess: that’s your mannequin?
Leave em shook while you’re standing and quit the shenanigans
Have you panicking,
induce damages
til you’re
vanishing
Words are told properly, resort top sea
examinin'
This is for my real hip hop fans and
em
I dispose for 'em
, leave fake
MC’s in the post mortem
Cause
money ain’t a thing if I got it I won’t spend
All I got is my Pros, I don’t need no friends
Feel like this glory road is coming to an end
The only
soul that won’t sin
No he won’t give in
Yo this world is bone chillin
Make
meals
in hell’s
kitchen
with these dishes
Properly delivered drop trees
in my
swisher
And bring that back to my property
wit ya
It ain’t easy being this royal
When you got this much going for you
It ain’t hard to be disloyal
Comin’ straight from the soil with
lines that never coil
Start to think pretty off new career with this spoil
The kid is that sick so expect more
coffins
I’m the chosen one so you can expect
more offerings
I be sonning niggas so expect less
orphans
Best rapper alive hear that line used less often
Word to God I’m the best
offering
BMX like Hoffman
,
BMF like Ross
man
Young boss, man, got
Jimmy
Fallon
endorsements
From porches, to
Porsches
, getting portions of fortune
They said next up so I stepped up
Fly like I dressed
up
Bitches try to hang like left nuts
Like orangutans in the west
of
Of the motherland, but I’ve got the
swank of no other man
Brother man
They can’t understand
Pro Era boys pop
rubber band
Cause
money ain’t a thing if I got it I won’t spend
All I got is my Pros, I don’t need no friends
Feel like this glory road is coming to an end
The only soul that won’t sin
No he won’t give in
Yo this world is bone chillin’
Make meals in hell’s
kitchen with these dishes
Properly delivered drop trees in my swisher
And bring that back to my property wit ya
Everybody love 'em
We done came up
I’ma
spark it off unorthodox
They don’t feel the name, but they say the music dope though
I’ma
spark it off unorthodox
On the regular