First Take: There is No Reason to be Upset
by P64
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Miss Me
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Death Wish (Last Kiss)
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Pete's Out (Outro)
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Full Gauge *BONUS*
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Budda' Flow (*BONUS*
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about
This was made it from May 2011 - March 2012 and is the first project I have released. I hope you enjoy it!
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credits
released 22 March 2012
Mixed & Mastered by Dan Be (danbemusic@gmail.com)
Cover Art by Jonathan Walter (jonathanjwalter@gmail.com)
Production by Whatnik (scott.doug.thompson@gmail.com)
Dan Be (danbemusic@gmail.com)
Nazzy (nazzyboy.bandcamp.com)
Mixed & Mastered by Dan Be (danbemusic@gmail.com)
Cover Art by Jonathan Walter (jonathanjwalter@gmail.com)
Production by Whatnik (scott.doug.thompson@gmail.com)
Dan Be (danbemusic@gmail.com)
Nazzy (nazzyboy.bandcamp.com)
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- Track Name: We the People (Intro) (Prod. Dan Be)
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Canon balls, couldn’t assault my castle walls
Like a catapult I attack like Jaws
Rip through bars on the land and understand I demand
The sheriff to appear, I’m the sergeant, you ain’t pardoned
Just expired like a carton of milk, being diligent,
Chopping the game in a flip, like Dilla did
Been the king of the jungle on my gorilla shit
I speak the realest, that’s how I know you’re feeling this
And minutes wanna race with me
But moments never wait for me
I fly in times, I’m gliding by
And breaking down reality
It’s like a see-saw the way we tetter-totter
We ain’t got no need for spotters
If we’re falling into dollars
So why bother checking your neck,
When I’m spitting out the venom and it’s already death
I just press, and connect with the next
As I’m raising bar, because me levels success
So why bother checking your neck,
When I’m spitting out the venom and its already death
I just press, and connect with the next
As I’m raising bar, because me levels success - Track Name: Smooth (prod. by The XX)
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We were derailed, but now we’re back on the trail
Power-packs strapped, no rules out in the combat
I’m like the wallaby, in modern worlds
Named Rocko, cause I’m copping jewels and pearls
I’m like a throwback classic,
Young is my years,
Still fierce like Jurassic
I’m crashing through like the Raptors
I raise the floor past the rafters
Faster than hurricanes of the top category fame
Now, the winds picking soon
You can’t resist like orders to goons
Or like wolves to moons
I just howl out, changing the mood
I don’t move, I respond to the boom
Six trick horse, I’m jumping the hoops
Charging down court, scoring Ollie-oops
Because I pass when I need to
Traps don’t work,
Because to me their all see through
Jedi finesse, got my R2D2
Asteroid drive by
Destroy the hive
With thoughts from my mind
I got buzz-words
And they’re all throughout my network
It took effort
Now they’re starting to serve
The bell’s graphed; I’m at the top of the curve
Stay fly, like the wings of a bird
Ya’ll heard, since I debuted earlier
P64’s now in your vernacular
I’m too ill, it’s part of my character
My genes skilled, got the X as the carrier
And when I speak I’m breaking all of the barriers
I ain’t plain, I’m going straight up, take off, like the harriers
I got clear eyes, on seas like a mariner
I wrap tight, bound like a polymer
My brains more respected than the dollar
So next time you holler better aim it at a scholar - Track Name: Bitch (HYFR Remix)
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Go ahead, talk to my friends
You only gonna hurt yourself in the end
Been there before, settled the score
Get over the past, open new doors
It’s ashame how love sets flames
To feelings we had, both good and bad
It’s half and half, got blood and laughs,
Got sugar, got salt, we cover it all
Breaking a wall for the sake of just breaking
Saying our thanks, for the sake of thanking
In plenty of women I’ve found my serenity
Opened my eyes, found out their just enemy
Looking behind me wherever I’m walking
Checking my shoulders cause bitches be hawking
Haunting my past and breaking the future
Stuck on the brain, call it a tumor
So which direction, should a dude proceed on?
Cause I’m stuck in the middle, with the jawns
Got a mind that girls wanna feed on
Feed off of me,
Cause I run these games like monopoly
Try stopping me, I’m over the past
On to the present, I’m wrapping it up and it sure is pleasant
I’m spraying repellents too
Anti-bitch deterrent food
Determined to sift through the list
And decrypt any myths about ladies and hoes
Determine the real and establish a home
Cause girls in the wild and looking to roam
So I’m filling their ego, inflating their domes
Make ‘em feel good, let their true colors show
And I’ll say say hell ya, hell yeah
Fuckin’ right, ya you’re looking good tonight
But it don’t matter to me cause you ain’t my type
I stand on my ground, only mess with women
Don’t fuck no hoes, this ain’t no merry go round
Ain’t running in circle, no dose-does
That’s all I know,
I’ll stick to the crown and I’ll keep my throne
If you ain’t got class, then go right home
Just letting you know
64, dropping the hits
Got heys, for a lady
Byes for a bitch
Just letting you know,
It is what it is
Sorry, had to scratch that itch - Track Name: Three Seasons
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Met her early fall, and fell in her lap man
Caught in a love trance, no typical romance
With all them words, talking sweet in the sentence
Typical slow dance, I’m loving these slow jams
She’s got them tight pants
Dancing at a party
Getting nervous on approach
So I’m drowning down Bacardi
Found out she’s cool and we been hanging out a lot
Whether my place or her spot, like Pringles we can’t stop
She’s a rare chance, like water in the desert
So anytime I’m with her, know I give an honest effort
Like I’ve been with girls, so I know it feels
But ain’t never been with one that makes it feel so surreal
Came around in the winter, now I’m getting in her
It’s not official yet, because the pictures getting bigger
I’m like a burger, flipping, gotta get the buns though
Or barbeque without them, ain’t no vistor’s fun zone
Towards the future we may see some stormy weather
Just remember what the wizard said and rub your lips together
Like a note wishing well, makes it all feel better
Though it didn’t answer anything, effects get delivered
Whether real or not,
It makes the moment hot
So even if it’s really not
The confidence is never dropped
But on the down-low, I like when we touch toes
Laying in that bed was like a coffin now instead
It’s going bump, bump,
Onto the next one
Not in line, just the next one cumming
I know you feel the rhythm, cause you haven’t quit humming
Staying steady on the line, keepin time as I’m drumming
What? Don’t want the funk, well we can switch up the standards
I’m down with the country stuff, American banners
And the chips Herr’s to cash in whenever
I’m the teller in the banking line
Thanks to you I’m feeling fine
Ya, shorty getting shortly on my grind
Before you came around, I must’ve wasted all my time
But now I got a watch, so watch me as I hit the spot
Prime-time on your clock, at your door, on your block
In any area I’m with you its hysteria
A fairy or canary, switchin words up with the spatulas
They’re all synonymous; my love for you is bottomless
December rolls around, know I got you on that gift list
Now its springtime, cold parts are over
We’re officially together, smelling fresh, with no odors
But we’re a new team, with kinks on the seams
So I’m permanent pressing ‘em, rinse spin while addressing ‘em
I may not be the smartest and I may not be the best
But I promise you I won’t rest; I’m speaking from the chest
Every second, I ain’t with you, know I’m stressing like a test
Cause this pictures painted perfect, so I know I’ve been blessed - Track Name: Sowwy (prod. by J Dilla)
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I think some distance between us is not enough
Secretly I bit dust, my feet achieved some minor scruffs
I seen the lies and I've faced the music
I've been concealed, can't stand to deal abusement
For your amusement, I think you need some honesty
Cause too much facade can be paraded with technology
Never, really, actually meant anything to me
A youngbull with young dreams, keen onto the social scene
What I really got into was never the idea of you
You were just convient, your body had a lenient view
So I acknowledged every one of your desires
And inspired a relationship, with mercury that burst the tip
High school is over and I'm sorry that I hurt
Immaturity is what encouraged me flirt
I’m not proud and I’m sorry for the heartache
I hope understand, now I’m a man, I relate
But in this room tonight we’re all equals
On the freefall, with free will and no control
Holes from the past, holes tomorrow
Import the present enlift your embargo
As far as we go
Stay at bay like Montego
Loves free though
Push aside the ego
Eat it like the cheese on your fingers from Doritos
I know I might be preaching to the choir
Morality is low gotta rise up like the squire
For hire, new recruits required
But I’m not facilitating
Not consuming, not buying - Track Name: Touch the Crown (6'7 Remix)
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I’m hidden in the Temple, rapping over instrumentals
“You need me now” like my name was like Antebellum
Catch me spelling out disease and there’s no penicillin
I’m starting fevers at my leisure; I got degrees and built them
Hello fans, I’m dishing gifts like I was Santa
Verses so hot, we evaporate the Fanta’s
Call my ass on over, cause you know you want another
I’m a stunner, need a plunger, cause clogging all these speakers
You can see me in a jeep deep
Blunt wrappers stacking
Snack wraps packed
Cause that blunt action happens
You ain’t grasping what I’m flashing
I’m a flask passing captain
Getting’ drunk out on the front deck
Like ice-berg, I get bent
Wrecked in Atlantic
Going down like the Titanic
I’m just floating in the water
Staying chill like I’m yogurt (yo girl)
Spitting live rounds, ammunition dropping all these mortars
You a short-stack snorter, working iHop take my order
I’m a pump-action rapper, disregarding any borders
You a third-grade porter go and play your gay recorder
And I lost my mind, somewhere here in Philly
But what’s really up, is how you lookin, Powerpuff
You Buttercup, my verbs are surging bullets, and they dress you up in ketchup
Still my lyrics are the clearest, causing bucks, go on and gallop off
I get it rocking
Like its global guts I’m copping
The Astro-crag is hot,
Dropping kids like I’m ya momma
I’m catching cats in the sand like I’m Obama
But I’m spitting out these rappers like Aladdin and his llamas
I’m getting high off of life not the ridilin
I’m getting buzzed off of love and adrenaline
I’m like a bicycle; watch me now I’m pedaling (peddling)
My rhymes, get the medal win
I’m always gone be meddling (medaling) with women,
I’m a gentleman
I touch soft, hit quick, pleasant like a gentle wind
Catch me now I’m going in
And you can see me on the throne with my scepter
Roaring like a dinosaur, call me fucking Reptar
Velicorapper, spewing vats of acid at you actors
Try to touch the crown; it’s going down, now watch what’s coming after - Track Name: Get Up In My Section (prod. by Whatnik)
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So I gotta bring it on a brand track
Hitting hard like a horse
Got the god damn smack
Heard you was sore
From the rhyme I implore
I explored the terrain
Trained hard in this game
Like a train I maintain
An accelerating pain
Feed fame to my flames
I got that fire in my veins
I complete the feats,
Through beats I seek
Spit lines for dimes
Turn red like its wine
The most shifted
Ballistic, kid whos gifted
I spit a sentence
And teach an apprentice
It’s imperative
I do you dirty like Herod did
And slur a bit like an alcoholic therapist
I think I heard a hiss, got snakes in my boots
Cause Snakes wanna get loose and see me removed
I’m too smooth for nooses
Already finished living life and know what the truth is
Sitting at the edge of night
I’m like a guided kite
I got direction, watch me at the highest heights
Get up in my section
I’m too ill, in a new year
I got new skills to instill fears
I’m the cashier
So just get in line
And step with a pep
You’re a cadet, I’m a vet
Compare up my rhymes with in the sense of their depth
It’s complex like the grand moves from masters at chess - Track Name: Loud Pipes (prod. by Ratatat)
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Verse 1:
Ayo, here it goes
Can't stop my lava flow
Coming on through your stereo
Also on the radio
I'm coming out fast, like I'm raging at the rodeo
I'm on stages, reciting from my pages
For ages I've been spitting here,
Gettin smart and sippin beer
I'm like Poison darts are closest to the dreams I spark
My nuclear atomics block the sun and make the world dark
So hark a Harold angel sang, the gun went off without a bang
I'm outspoken so I'm speakerphoned by those who rang
I'm outrunning, those who upcoming
Because I'm in the first place, ya'll are disgraced
Its break or bust, bite the dust,
I'm coming through, so move, you must
Bridge:
If it's one on one
(It's all elementary)
I'm the hired gun
(I'll school you in the spelling bee)
The ransoms too high
(Hand me the title please)
I put my finger to the sky
I'm shooting upwards
With sky bound velocity
I'm in heaven's cupboard
So you gotta die, to visit me
I'm in the hive,
Working like a busy bee
But it's funny nobody has as much honey
Nor is fly as me
Hook: (x2)
And the way that we rap
Is the way that we live
So we dance with the moon
And we move in the grid
And we’re lost in a flow
Just a line in a show
Don’t change the tempo
Don’t change the tempo
Verse 2:
This the year, that my rap career appears
I’ve been downloaded peer to peer
Heard by a million ears
Building up and pressurized
Its high-tide and time to rise
My imagery is colorized
I’m staying up inside the lines
Like mandolins, I’m plucking strings
Leaving welts, you feel the sting
I know it shows
Cause I’m coming through with everything
Art, passion, reactions off the charts
Compartments in my heart
Dark arts, like I was Voldemort
Or like Hagrid, I’m hanging out
With Dragons with my swagger
And my dagger out
Asking what that’s about
Stabbing through the competition
Intuition conditions my disposition
To merk other cats and achieve my recognition
I’m coming through like a bomb making guts blow
Get mustard and pesto, sit back for the show
It’s been a long time coming, but now I’m running up the castle
Grab bean dip and casserole, this dudes bouncing off the walls
… And just like that
A challenger appears, set to dominate rap
Never heard the way I can flow and get with it
Accapella on the phone to your girl’s home digits
They call me nerd kid, The white Urkel
But I’m a Stefan when I’m dropping bombs inside the circle
Next time you see, I’ll be leaving you purple
Gasping for air at your own funeral rehearsal
Hook: (x2)
And the way that we rap
Is the way that we live
So we dance with the moon
And we move in the grid
And we’re lost in a flow
Just a line in a show
Don’t change the tempo
Don’t change the tempo - Track Name: She Will & Rigormortis Reprise
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I came from shadows, intoxicated with bliss
Kind of ironic, considering how I live
It’s called bubonic, for tonics that I have mixed
When I reminisce, the passion passes past
The last kiss and I forget
But I been on my grind
So I’m coming through like that taros in the sky
I’m a sign, you call me constellation
How I shine,
Secures my piece of the pie
How high?
As far these wings can fly
Is how the standards defined
And I’m crashing any obstacles,
*Yoda monologue*
I’ll topple, any optical Illusion
Leave contusions, my bars are dirty
Killing lungs, like they’re pollution
But so clean and so smooth
Yet I leave scars and bones bruised
So that hot that I can’t lose
I live by the golden rule
You binge O’Doul’s
I been to the back of the class
And I was unsatisfied with the view you had
But I got my grades, I got my rank, I built this ladder out of you planks
Ya’ll just two by fours, you ain’t got support,
I chop my sword, like a Megazord
I absorb your force the cars revved up,
I’m ahead on the course
Abusing the force
Or the sparks on the 4th
I make my moves
You’re a beat dead horse
I been the loudest, cleaning you out like I’m chore
I got allowance,
I’m stacking it up, keep counting
What you’re climbing right now is a mountain
Built by the verbs I’m shouting
And the top reigns down, call it a fountain
I been killing everything
I’m like Sonic, bouncing on springs
I have been the hymn book for the choir
When they go and sing
It’s like an allieuoua
Cause my hornet always stings
I spit it God-like,
Hence the women worshipping
Or am I war-shipping
I got my canons aimed at the hip
Pull one trigger, then I spit
My verbs are metamorphosis
Came from nothing, now enormous
Locust swarm, they came to harm us
Pesticide as I decide, I’m Einstein in the way I rhyme
I ain’t reading the dotted lines; I’m spotting every single lie
I’m plotting in the grand design; I battle like its Brandywine
That revolution, my forefathers were producing
Has allowed me to live lucid within the safety of truces
It’s like the deuces, the second coming of music
Has been fused between the uses of super-man
With the Wu-Tang
Every single chamber has been cleaned as a disclaimer
My rhymes frizzing out like hair, but you can call that Kramer
That why my signs felt, it’s syndicated Seinfeld
But I’m still breathing underground as if my golden mines (minds) fell
A blog or two took a view and said my rhymes amazing
My rhymes will get you high in life, the best buds you been blazing
Amazing, my quality is dazing,
I’m almost Super Saiyan at the rate that my power levels raising
Ain’t been locked in, I been getting higher
I’m a pterodactyl wrapped in shackles, attacking a castle
A war is waged from the pen and pad inside of my satchel
A plot of misadventure you can call me lil Rascal
Bashful, timid don’t even begin to deliver my cut like I was scissors,
I rap colder than the winter
A slither of my words like a blizzard on you turds,
So then you shiver and you learn,
You feel my touch and eternal burn
Tyrannical, magical, classical, theatrical
Don’t need to be grammatical
I’m rapping mathematical
In capitals, I’m radical
My tactics are phenomenal
I’m audible, wrecking all ‘em seas
Like I’m nautical
So who wanna come and test the bull
I rap in higher decibels
If you think that you’re a ten, then understand I must be multiple - Track Name: Keyroll (prod. Nazzy)
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I could reprimand anyone on a track
Whether white or black, don’t matter to me
I lyrically rip a piece of paper to shred
And leave every MC in its wake dead
Just kidding
But really, most others will falter
And one day it’ll be me upon the altar
I already engaged success
Or rather I gauged it and it read that I’m the best
But whatever,
Call it an upswing; I’m swinging with the rest of them
I’m a contender, a dreamer, a pretender
So at nighttime surrender, to the tight rhymes
I typewrite, I ain’t backspacing, I’m online
On course to the winner circle for dinner
I’m used to this full course, ain’t getting any thinner
Only getting phatter off a platter of rappers
I’m told ‘em all, I’m a totem pole, I’m a ladder
I’m pitcher and who’s batter
Or rather I’m a picture, abstract with splatters
But fuck that, cause none of it really matters
So strap up and sit back for the show
I’ll breakdown your house, it’s made outta play dough
Or maybe latch up, I’m a tornado
I’ll break down your mind incognito like Plato
I got a couple of a keys, pianos next to me
This is ecstasy, put that in parenthesis
Not the drug, just the love from a feeling
I’m not dealing, still can’t deny I’m stealing
The hearts and affection, there’s layers I’m peeling
Let’s get to the center, and I’ll show what real is
Real atomic-bliss, I’m on a whirl, like a comet kiss
I’m out of this world girl
And I’m out - Track Name: Luck's Up (prod. 9th Wonder)
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Strapped down, planted
Rock heavy like its granite
Front-side stunted, raise it up
I demand it, get the whole planet slanted
Raging frantic, like a panic
It’s the P64 at the door, wishes granted
Turn this shit up
Don’t give a fuck
You couldn’t get enough,
Even with a fuckin’ pickup truck
Chump
Take my CD, play it out till the next one
Mixtapes , mixtapes, just wait till the album
Howcome?
Rappers gotta make a base, and get buzz
And when the downloads happen, people know where you’re coming from
Ain’t it dumb?
The evidence is ever clear
I got more talent spouting out my mouth
Than you could find in years
I respect, those who deserve it
Those who put the effort in
With work ethic earnest
My burn list is further
It turns, dips, and serves it
With tortilla chips, salsa, sour cream,
And nerd dip
Ver I could reprimand anyone on a track
Whether white or black, don’t matter to me
I lyrically rip a piece of paper to shred
And leave every MC in its wake dead
Just kidding
But really, most others will falter
And one day it’ll be me upon the altar
I already engaged success
Or rather I gauged it and it read that I’m the best
But whatever,
Call it an upswing; I’m swinging with the rest of them
I’m a contender, a dreamer, a pretender
So at nighttime surrender, to the tight rhymes
I typewrite, I ain’t backspacing, I’m online
On course to the winner circle for dinner
I’m used to this full course, ain’t getting any thinner
Only getting phatter off a platter of rappers
I’m told ‘em all, I’m a totem pole, I’m a ladder
I’m pitcher and who’s batter
Or rather I’m a picture, abstract with splatters
But fuck that, cause none of it really matters
So strap up and sit back for the show
I’ll breakdown your house, it’s made outta play dough
Or maybe latch up, I’m a tornado
I’ll break down your mind incognito like Plato
I got a couple of a keys, pianos next to me
This is ecstasy, put that in parenthesis
Not the drug, just the love from a feeling
I’m not dealing, still can’t deny I’m stealing
The hearts and affection, there’s layers I’m peeling
Let’s get to the center, and I’ll show what real is
Real atomic-bliss, I’m on a whirl, like a comet kiss
I’m out of this world girl
And I’m out
My busted open chapped lips
I spit verbs the coldest
The goldest, the boldest
The holster on the hip
I spit
Live ammunition
Silencers equipped
My silent servant
Smoking tip
The fastest clip
Ya, that’s the shit,
I get up,
Pay day is always
I’m sinking ships
So the captain’s yelling mayday
I have traveled far on this gravel
My footprints are left behind
So grab ‘em up before
I’m getting signed
Ya, it’s fine
If the boss go ahead resigns
I’ve been salivating,
Waiting patient, time is mine
Or I’m just bowling
Sawing through like this was Columbine
A masochist for damage
Dishing out the fast fist
The new addition
Is your casket
Your passing
I’m laughing
It’s like a strait jacket
That you’re trapped in
So swagger jack the fastest
To pussy I’m like cat nip
Addictive, nutritious,
Delicious, my claws are vicious
It’s like coconuts I’m cracking
All these whack ass rappers
Snapping fingers back
Faster than natural disasters
With two busted up shoes,
and the soles worn down on ‘em
Your souls full of holes
When I come round to stomp ya
So chomp down, forests
Passing trees, hit the hardest
It’s the start of the harvest
All herbs are in my garden
I uproot your lettuce
Like words from Leviticus
Then bread chicken heads
And make ‘em food for the idiots
I strip cats of fame and their dignity
Set the facts, watch ‘em rap, and laugh with my immunity
Whack ass rappers; catch a wrap from my delivery
Took a looksy, you’re pussy, don’t expect to see no chivalry
Ain’t no handouts for free
No rules on this rink,
Yo, we straight up ditched the referee
Hat-trick on ya ass
Taking shots I’m Gretsky
The Big Lewbowski, alpha dude
Who broke the rules you used to use
And took the work you used to do
Either that or smack you up
Because you giving some attitude
Vapid dude, you act of a fool
Rapid getting capped quick
Like Its verbal assassiange,
Crowns poppin off the top
Make the cash and dash shit
Sitting ducks, quack quick
Its vernal assassiange
Feather’s pluming, flyin up
Duck huntin’, lucks up - Track Name: Last Page of the Yearbook (prod. by 9th Wonder)
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I haven’t stopped writing
Since you left me in that lighting
Underneath that street post
Kinda vanished like a ghost
I rose a toast, to memory of well occasions
While looking a picture book and flipping through the pages
Ain’t this outrageous?!
A billion people in this place, but all of them look faceless
I’m frozen, standing paceless
And the thought of you tonight is within my sight is so amazing
I guess it’s just the numbness,
So I tolerate, its painless
I think back and glance at Academy road
Though my mom forbade, I snuck out to walk you home
83 degrees, from the heat in the northeast
Quickly dropped down to freeze, and I froze back to sleep
And if you were close, would you still boast?
How life’s skewed for you and life likes you the most?
Such a disposition, hope you get your recognition
Your name will only last so long, but all recall the bitchin’
But if you’re better, please don’t read my letter
I drafted it when I was in my stint last December
But if you opened it, I guess I’ll have to go with it
Acknowledge that you’re knowledge on the facts of all my college shit
But if you didn’t, pick it up where we left it in ‘07
When we graduated from Archbishop Heaven
We’re all saints, from the image that we paint
While we contained our inner demons, then we left and all released them
We took a break, but our paths semi-mirrored
Several different choices, here and there, and vaguely nearer
A couple hundred miles, don’t define my denial
How I was supposed to know back home I had a rival
It’s kind of trivial talking into 2010
But confidence reminds me that we’ll be friends again
I’m only, 21 the lifespan is 86
So I’ll remember life continues past the last kiss
And with that up in my 4 gig’s of memory
I’ll never be, so lonely as to speak aloud soliloquies
But rather I’ll be seen, smiles beaming from my teeth
Remembering to only speak, when we signed our treaties peace
No motivation or initiative from me
Especially, no sympathy
And just like how this track progressed from sadness,
Back to the happiness
I’m content, and wait with much patience kid
Content, reliving images
We lived intrinsic binges of our leisure, life, in luxury
Oblivious to our mailnutrious tendencies
And based on thing I’ve rarely seen
Nothings really truly clean
Even all us saints have a darker side
We gotta hide
But you can’t hide on two way streets
You talk sweet, but I want the whole truth complete
We can’t rewind, but can skip to the present
If we give each other equal time, I hope I don’t regret it
So there I said it
I wrote in a letter too, really hope you read it
But if not then just forget it - Track Name: Miss Me
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I know you’ll miss me after you hear this beat drop
I’ve been around since Chris Columbus sail docked
Like an American my dream alive,
But unlike most these other mother fuckers I’m not afraid to take that dive
Cause I’ve been around since the break of dawn
I’ve seen my bad, I correct my wrongs
I keep my cool, maintain my strong
Only thing I did was stay to long
Cause since you Left it’s been awhile
Too late for me to rewind the dial
I feel clear minded, collected, calm
First new breath since you dropped that bomb
And I have no regrets with this
I can get down to my new business
It’s all me, and it’s not all you
You ain’t in the way to block my view
No offense, but you ain’t that cool
I know you’ll miss me, you lost your fool
But it’s all good, cause I’m still here
Except I laugh, and I’m full of cheer
And it’s been a year since we have passed
And I can’t help but look back and laugh
And nothing now is in my path, except success
And happiness
I know you’ll miss, like a left hand dart
But I think that it’s good we’ve come to part
So stay strong girl, show that heart
You ain’t no Peach, so get out my Kart
No controller in this game
You only advance when you use your brain
Don’t have no rules, it’s a free for all
Survivor mode, you’re bound to fall
So parade your stride, your swag, your flag
But get ready for the cat to jump out that bag
Cause when your inners have come to be
Everybody sees your catastrophe.
Now you’re getting passed like glass of cheap alcohol
Ya, you’ve lose control
And now you know you miss me
Cause I’m not involved with the tradegy
I’ve learned your game, done my studies
And you certainly weren’t my best buddy
Not my interest, but yours the best
I put that rumor to sleep and rest
Ain’t no curtains, You missed I’m certain
So when you’re surfing, and kiss the crescent
You’ll fall from the top, and lost your blessin
So your used to the term “go get stepping”
So get to stepping
Don’t leave a trail behind
Don’t wanna where youre headin
Cause you ain’t no friend of mine
It ain’t no crime, but it’s a waste of time
So simply put youre grime, youre slime
So get off my stoop
Regroup from the boot
Ain’t no cash in, won’t find no loot
Cause this is a guy who rides one side
Can’t break my stride, my pride,
Surprise!
Damn glad, I opened up my eyes,
No hard feelings, look here HIGH FIVE!
And now I’m chilling
Sick as a rat, need penicillin
To keep me strong
Taking on these villains
Self-check test, on the state of illin’
I know miss she miss me
Her status ain’t no mystery,
Every time she speaks to me it’s nothing more than history
Better clean her up like I’m Mr. Clean
Leave her looking new, refreshed, pristine
But this is me, we ain’t no team, sorry to see your envious green - Track Name: Death Wish (Last Kiss)
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Death wish
Or was it a last kiss
I know it was our last pass
Last crossing, brass tones
Off beat, skipping like stones
Thrown from the throne
Lost at sea, but found its way home
Where were we?
My memory is blurry
But don’t worry
I think that the more that we think
We’ll be more in the clear
And we’ll want each other to appear
But until then I’ll chase the seer
The burning vision, smoke signal
Beacon calling, long-hauling
Road ahead of me
The foam rising from the crashing in jettys
I’ve been ready
But I’ll wait a million more
Seconds, minutes, hours
Whatever passes
Or
I’ll just vanish, like a picture that’s tore
And be forgotten
Like the Dark Knight of Gotham
The hands move, you can’t stop ‘em
That’s a problem
Kinda of like Robin
Side-kick or taking
The meaning is yours making
Sincere or faking
The true fear of waiting
Thats never known
Do you go home,
Or under tomes
You only know when the end comes hither
The flame is ever growing, but keeps you hot to simmer
Is that a light growing brighter or is it dimmer
Is that your life growing fuller, or is it thinner
Is there a loser
Is there a winner
We’ll never know
It’s cold in the winter
The seasons change, but their scent still lingers
Like you and I, once aligned, now splintered
You only know when the end comes hither
You only know when it’s cold and its bitter
Death wish
Or was it the last kiss
Regardless, ignorance is bliss - Track Name: Gucci Gucci *BONUS* (prod. by DJ 2 Stacks)
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Hook:
Gucci Gucci,
Louis Louis,
Fendi Fendi,
Prada /
I take right back to my house
Them clothes are coming off her
Gucci Gucci,
Louis Louis,
Fendi Fendi,
Prada /
I take right back to my house
She can’t refuse my offer
Verse 1:
Fuck that shit
Air it out, like a laundry list
I’ll hang out with offenses
I’m defending, ain’t pretending
I can’t help it if the air that I been bending
Just like Beckham, keeps infecting
All these girls, gotta go catch’em
In my section, be undressing
Cause girl, you made an impression
Like in class and I learned a lesson
I ain’t stressing, you been stretching
Sorry about that hair I’m messing up
Do it once, hit it twice
Like Borat, say its “vey nice”
Every night, never lights
Lightning strike or pure delight
Whatever way you want it girl
Up and down, or around the world
See-saw, hee-haw while getting twirled
Or in the morning, like cereal
I do it large
So I need a barge
I’m a wildcard
Like Charizard
Like camelbacks
I’m always hard
I’m playing darts
Gotta hit the mark
You got them shoes,
Don’t tie ‘em loose
Gotta make them moves
When we’re knocking boots
Gotta make them jukes
There ain’t no flukes
Every move you do
Is freak induced
Like Bettlejuice,
Say my name three times
And I’ll be there at the drop of a dime
Just like my rhymes, hit it double time
Watch for the high tide, ain’t no caution sign
Hook:
Gucci Gucci,
Louis Louis,
Fendi Fendi,
Prada /
I take right back to my house
Them clothes are coming off her
Gucci Gucci,
Louis Louis,
Fendi Fendi,
Prada /
I take right back to my house
She can’t refuse my offer
Verse 2:
Yo gotta go get that buzz
I ain’t been fuckin around with duds
I can come here, like Buzz Lighter
And make it clear, I’m beyond my peers
I’m 22 and very fresh
Your honey scoops, thinks me the best
I sting the chest, like whiskey breathe
Just took one down, now bring the next
That booty too, out beats the best
Now honey scoops, cooped-up-in-my-nest
She comes for me, got that finesse
So don’t write me off, gotta stay in check
You play the part
And it’s perfect dark
So, like this blunt gotta make it Spark
That shine in my eyes, when the cherry fly by
Got it emphasized, that we’re hypnotized
But hey, we’ll be back by ten,
And then we’ll do it again
And I know you we’re trying to invite some friends
Like Twister, let’s get up in a bend
Or the Benz,
Got the means to the end
She getting in with the texts she sends
And I’m getting in with the way she trends
She’s twittering out her thoughts again
You can’t forget
I make it stick, up and down like a pogo dick
What’s that? Oh ya, it’s her new trick
Shes freaking like a circus event
Up on the bed, with acrobatics
Keeps it real with the fresh organics
Transit straight to another planet
She’s everywhere, call her panoramic
