1. |
Missed You (Intro)
02:43
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1st Verse
All my life I’ve been mislabeled as a sordid guy…
The type drawn to songs long on the meter,
Low on the tweeter.
Seated beneath storm clouds of loud reefer,
I learned to always jump into the pool feet first.
Barely sober enough to write this deep verse
But at least I ain’t gotta recite
Or speak first.
I got rhymes for days
that amaze
and raise bars
to that point in the sky where the clouds seat God.
Seated comfortably
Knowing no one can f*ck wit’ me.
This zone I’m in
Got me gone on some otha sh*t.
I use old school slang like it’s new
And f*ck yo b*tch like you ain’t NEVA came thru.
I ain’t got much sense,
And even less of a filta’
So if I’m f*ckin’ yo sista…
…I’d prolly say that sh*t on a song.
And muhf*ckas would swear to God I was wrong
Regardless what the f*ck had ever gone on.
So hell NAW I don’t miss you…
All ya’ll f*ckas did was TAKE
As I gave away
Classics I should have
Just saved for Rae.
So whether you was my n*gga,
Play cousin or fake sista’
Getting f*cked outside of Quarters in the back of a Geo Prism…
Just know I keep receipts for EVERY beef that I flame,
So I ain’t even got to speak a b*tch name.
Ain’t no church in the wild
Nor sanctuary for Choir Boy,
F*ck yo existence,
No sense in being coy….I’ve missed you.
Hook
SIKE.
2ND Verse
When you like Mike,
Tha Mic like ridin’ a bike,
I’m back on it like I neva’ left
Or lost a Eff’n step.
Pitchin’ pennies for thoughts,
Dissin’ Ex’s with issues…
Bandmates from my past,
Been wack as f*ck since I dashed.
It’s only so many ways I can put it!
Ain’t got enough restraint to NOT say thangs
I prolly shouldn’t!
…F*CK WIT ME…
Whetha’ blowed, buzzed, drunk or tipsy…
Tha flow go from 0 to sixty…
…Brew City to Poughkeepsie…
All tha way down that Dixie
Where strange fruit still swings
From limbs of trees
Even though we
Post-racial
….supposedly.
N*gga please,
I’m far too woke for okie dokes…
…and loud spoke for false honkey tropes.
My white chick more pro-black
than some of these n*ggas is…
Social media hoes, and mouseclick militants.
All my patience is spent…no more tears for these tissues,
So as a man with genuine love for my fans…
…I’VE MISSED YOU.
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2. |
Loved Once
02:06
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3. |
Hail Mary
02:14
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4. |
Right Now ft Rico Brown
02:58
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Hook (x’s 2)
I’m f*cked up…
I’m so blowed…
I don’t give a f*ck no mo’….
I’m havin a good time…
…baby, I’m havin a good time…
1st Verse
I feel amazing when I wake up in the morning now…
Them summer rays
got a wave
That brings calm to me now.
Because of my Blackness and African heritage,
Me and my above average penis, ARE FANTASTIC!
Started off
As a fart & cough
Away from a bastid (bastard),
To EVERY DAY fighting off demons,
Getting’ my ass kicked.
How long can I outlast it
Is the only question relevant…
Especially since the room owner
Is an Elephant.
Nor hesitant
To make a mess of his lot,
He revels in it,
Similar to pork in slop.
I’m bout a hop-skip away
From getting knocked by the cops
Every moment that I’m awake
So how the f*ck could I not…
Feel empowered
By their coward-ly
Actions?
If it wasn’t for my Blackness,
I wouldn’t garner no f*ckin’ reaction.
But that’s of they own doing
And of they own creation…
…shit, that’s the foundation
Basement
Of this whole nation….
….but I’m just f*cked up…
Hook (x’s 2)
I’m f*cked up…
I’m so blowed…
I don’t give a f*ck no mo’….
I’m havin a good time…
…baby, I’m havin a good time…
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7. |
The Rule
04:41
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9. |
Everythang ft Anthamatic
03:03
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10. |
Wrong
04:17
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11. |
The Struggle
04:28
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12. |
Life Jacket ft J. Curtis
03:05
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13. |
Motivation
03:42
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1st Verse
N*gga, I had it all…
Decent crib, nice gig….
Well behaved kids and a big booty bish…
We had a ball.
Party every other week.
All the ribs you can eat,
And all the liq’ you can drink.
But when you FALL?
Ain’t no mo’ texts…
Ain’t no mo’ calls…
Almost as if that sh*t ain’t
Neva happened at all.
Idols become rivals,
Bros become foes,
Sistas become B*tches you don’t
F*ck wit no mo’.
It’s crazy how this life works,
But after rappin’ wit God about it,
The more I’m realizin’
That this is light work.
Man, I been strugglin’ my whole damn life,
I know EXACTLY what it’s like
To fall asleep on the street.
Without a f*ckin’ clue the next thang
It is you gone eat,
Knowing damn well you got
Five kids to feed?
I been lied on,
Left for dead & dissed
By this nation I was raised in,
But I ain’t even trippin,
I used it as MOTIVATION.
Hook
When them times get hard,
And it feels like you ain’t neva had nothin at all…
(That’s Motivation)
When ya spirit is low,
And it feels like you ain’t neva won nothin’ before…
(That’s Motivation)
Everybody that’s hatin’…
(That’s Motivation)
Every beating you’ve taken…
(That’s Motivation)
When you ain’t got nothing left?
Don’t NEVER let ‘em EVER see you sweat…
(USE IT AS MOTIVATION)
2ND Verse
No crib, no gig no whip…
Living out my mom’s basement and sh*t?
I had nothing.
But a case of depression,
A gallon of vodka and a decent bed
I could rest in.
Plus a couple broads that I could call up
To press-in,
Niggas Can’t tell me SH*t about stressing!
I know that if it wasn’t for my Day 1 n*ggas
That stuck wit me,
I’d prolyl be six feet, n*gga that’s buck-fifty!
Beneath these same streets
The police
Trying to sleep-me…
Or some broad that lied
cuz she found out I was creepin’.
I’ll never give my energy to toxic MFs,
Lord willing, I’m blessed,
I’ma WIN muh-fugga!
So for all them times you felt you
wouldn’t survive no loss?
Just think back to all them L’s
You flipped to wins before!
I done bounced back & doubled up,
Praise the Lord, life’s amazin…
How could I trip?
Baby, I had MOTIVATION.
Hook (twice)
When them times get hard,
And it feels like you ain’t neva had nothin at all…
(That’s Motivation)
When ya spirit is low,
And it feels like you ain’t neva won nothin’ before…
(That’s Motivation)
Everybody that’s hatin’…
(That’s Motivation)
Every beating you’ve taken…
(That’s Motivation)
When you ain’t got nothing left?
Don’t NEVER let ‘em EVER see you sweat…
(USE IT AS MOTIVATION)
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14. |
Smoke (outro)
03:18
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