1. |
Intro
02:49
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2. |
The Kick (Remix)
06:18
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Verse 1
Stuck in a dream, full of thieves, im trying to make it
But is it really true?
im caught in morphine, and waking up isn’t basic
im feeling dazed and confused
I lived life in hatred, saying I Wouldn’t make it
I had to ignore their views
Now im caught choosing between a pill, Matrix
Do I chose red or blue?
I rap for the money, the cars and the houses
My life is like a basketball, I have faced bounces
Took shit in ounces, I should’ve counted
But fact is I cant recollect like shitty accountants
But, New page, turn a new stone
Till I can afford to buy my parents a new home
Fix the poker addict in me, and hand out new trips
Visit different countries, Encounter new whips
New chicks tryna come along for the ride
I tell em chill, u gotta wait in the line outside
If u didn’t like me before, the same man that stood infront of u
then without hesitation, you are a whore
I want to pull for the city like it needs a tow
Because years ago, we wasn’t known, now we on the globe
Started from dancing, and featurettes in music videos
Now we cater to the population, music is world known
Streets were never kind to us
Everyone else said they was fuckin blind to us
Trust, only the strong survived, I was quick to adjust
I stayed robust, now itll be hard to say no to us
I was never handed anything, third string
Stayed on the bench, but I was learning
Cause I had a dream, Martin luther king
And success taste sweeter, when you earned the ring
Chorus
This is the life that I really want to live
I been dreaming of this since I was a little kid
Now its coming true, slowly, bit by Bit
If this is still a dream, please don’t bring the kick
This is the life that I really want to live
I been dreaming of this since I was a little kid
Now its coming true, slowly, bit by Bit
If this is still a dream, please don’t bring the kick
Please don’t bring the kick
Verse 2
I never had the chance to party like its 99
I faced 99 problems, half of it mine
Different spectrum from the great one, 99
Nah, my time will come, and I will outshine
Everybody who put vocals on a beat
I'm different, I put my heart beat on the beat
I will never be defeat-ed, im not a paraplegic
My winning seasons ends with a championship (No Patriots)
I got a chip on my shoulder, and it fucking pains
They tellin me to slow down, take this shit in grains
Small steps baby, but I Gotta catch this train
Everybody else had their reign, now I need my fame
So come roll with a fly boy, no aeroplane, why
Cause the higher u are, easier it is to skydive
I mean fall from the top, and turn a blind eye
no parachute, rock bottom comes quick even if u a mile high
Mile high, yeah, that was last weeks news
First class ass, champagne in the glass, Hey
I'm dashing off a springboard, tuck my hands
Into the game, pool all my chips together and make a splash, hey
I will laugh, they said I couldn’t do it
So through this music, I will prove it
I was born to make a new Grid, some new shit
though they forbid, I got labels submittin more bids
Shit, my defences going up, countering the aggression
Since I was young my parents raised me towards progression
They used discretion, the worlds obsession refused to accept him
Now hes in succession, they knew it since birth, Inception
Could it be? My ego tearing this world down
Water creaking underground, I'm bout to drown
Eyes open, dizzy, but is he, in the real world now?
Spinning my totum but will it fall down?
Chorus
This is the life that I really want to live
I been dreaming of this since I was a little kid
Now its coming true, slowly, bit by Bit
If this is still a dream, please don’t bring the kick
This is the life that I really want to live
I been dreaming of this since I was a little kid
Now its coming true, slowly, bit by Bit
If this is still a dream, please don’t bring the kick
Please don’t bring the kick
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3. |
Take On The World
03:20
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Verse 1
Started with mixtapes, stuck on the same album/
New year, new fans, hoping for a new outcome/
Run with the wildest crew, cant live without them/
Been a minute, disappeared like a phantom/
However I fathom, riches from passion/
Till im driving round in my very own phantom/
Standards, yeah im accustomed to that/
but the white house is black, and I raise my gun, barrack/
if you have any doubts put em aside and leave em lost/
assure urself that you are a boss/
just moss, stress can add to the exhaust, turn pipe/
Roads bend, never a straight line, adjust when the turns tight/
Chorus
I was at the top of the world, and it seemed like it was just a dream
The highest mountain, looking down, like life aint what it seems
I can take on the world, I can take on the world
Take on the world, I can take on the world
Verse 2
I give daps to the single mothers raising their kids right/
I give daps to the fathers that went beyond one night/
Life’s tough I seen kids with the wrong guidance/
Future chemist, no school, cooking up their own science/
Forming an alliance, different colours code of silence/
Acts of hate, free my nigga, the code of defiance/
What can u do, jammed up, and no freedom/
Beefing with guns, handle shit by speaking/
Create a nation worth praising, foundation worth raising/
A strong unification, they anticipating us breaking/
Marching together the earth shaking, revolution ground breaking/
As long as they hating, we just keep on saying/
Chorus
I was at the top of the world, and it seemed like it was just a dream
The highest mountain, looking down, like life aint what it seems
I can take on the world, I can take on the world
Take on the world, I can take on the world
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4. |
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Verse 1
Niggaz come and go, I wonder y im not off yet
I roll round with a different type of Offset
Come into Canadas market, like my names target
I let the gun spark, like star trek
Whoa, a different breed, im hip hops ivy
One man ball hog, T.O down to philly
Ny – N-O, LA, feel me
Vato locos put the game up in a choke hold
We saying 1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 4
To the knock at ur door, and we comin in for more
Goin against the best, Claymation flow
Got me asking why these niggaz wanna play though?
Oh, not known for the punchline, but when im on time
I got homies seeing stars, head pounding like drumline
Like hit em with the 1-time, 2-time
In the whip with the 1 dime who 2 times,
like lets get it
Verse 3
This aint bout me, so fuck who u came here with
if ur crew is an Icon, im on that point and click
Watch the exit shit, when I exit bitch
Ill erase u from the script like ur life was glitched
So yall can ease off, do you, be soft
Bitches say im the apple of their eye, steve jobs
I can take em to my Pad, cause i-touch
i-mac when I-shuffle, than i-buss
too descriptive, should be evicted from rap
but im addicted, cause im wicked, like that
I run tracks, like Olympics, climb mount Olympus
Fuck a bench mark, im what the game should bench press
So yall can take the weight and drop em on my shoulders
Cops on my ass, yall should see the triple folders
Not impressed? u should see my armed soldiers
Real talk, wake up, smell the coffee, Folgers
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5. |
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Verse 2
Me im in the party, with bottles of barcadi/
Bouncers tryna card me, me im acting gnarly/
Hoes tryna spot me, niggaz tryna jock me/
Swag turned on, dick swing low, just being cocky/
Nigga try and stop me, ha, I bet you cant/
U got fish skills my real, u getting tanked/
Bitches round a nigga, they just want to hit the road/
swag money wen I walk in, let the interest grow/
I aint fuckin with no crows, I get bitches with the picture pose/
Niggaz getting irrational, so tell me what u itching for?/
Bottles by the dozen, eyes are hanging hella low/
Dropping bows where I go, I’m repping like an animal/
Take the flow, rewind it back, emulate the greatest rap/
Me I fuckin run this track, no breaks just a thunderclap/
Gave rap a high degree sprain, I stays under wrap/
Fake rappers stand up, nigga, we need another act/
Woo, I’m fucking killing em, gassed up like helium/
I ain t ever gon stop, until I see the first million/
Different styles and u feelin them, I rap like a chameleon/
Different type of shot nigga, like Shawn Marion/
Different hoes different spots, different day different drops/
Crème de le creame, I am, the cream of the crop/
Hoes can tell me the truth, but in the bed u can lie/
Sit up in this mother fucker looking peter pan fly/
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6. |
Bass Down Low Feat Dev
03:31
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Verse 1
Wild out, the energy cant vary
Hands up, they cant stay stationary
Bottles by the dozen, vision hella blurry
Southern comfort, shits getting hella dirty
Know, know what I mean?
We on the rope sliding down, dipped in kerosene
1 shot, 2 shots, mixed with energy
With a winning attitude like Charlie Sheen
wait a minute, pause for the applause
pause for the dozen broads, n pick up ur jaws
u breaking laws, if ur drinks come with straws
carry three hoes with me like santa clause
Chorus
Verse 2
Booty bounce to bass of the rhythm
Amplify the lightest dime, thru a prism
If u with ur chick than make it a mission
To gwan light up the dance floor with em
Drop it low, take it slow, come quick from the ground
U got the illest bone, while surrounded by hounds
Roof is on fire and no water to be found
So then lets burn this mother fucker down
Wait a minute, id greatly appreciate it
Feeling so fly, and I need u to aviate it
Couple shots and we feelin inebriated
Lights off bass low, glad all yall made it
Chorus
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Verse 1 - Icy
Ugh the jay-z from the north, im the new port like cigerettes
Got bomb versus, but homie I aint a threat
Hmph, well not yet, u wait, check the word play
I take days off in the worst way, its Thursday
Weekend chilling, tryna make a living, pockets make a killing
Feeling east coast, Penthouse level building
I'm riding to the top, go ahead neglect me
I wreck tracks like nascar, head on directly
Highly anticipated, greatly motivated, but aggravated
That its indicated, by the syndicated,
Stations delegated what we listen too
So listen to the groove, that’s in motion like PlayStation move
A revolution of sort, I extort Dj’s if u refuse
Yall can roll the ball for me, ill hit it on cue
Better yet, check the reviews, I never Lose
I enter the game, and leave with my continues
Verse 2 - B. Cannon
Verse 3 - Cody McClaine
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8. |
I Run This
03:57
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Chorus
Verse 1
Yeah, Who run it, I do, cool smoove/
Run with my dogs, call it blues clues/
I mess with chest pieces, wait, your move/
How can u say no to a dude like me, can u?
I seen the game start from the top, fall back down
when it swing in my court, im bringing it back round
And yall can check my background, im back now
To lay the smackdown, pin count I said im back now
Labels wanna doubt me, so I drink till im hazy
Black label, blue label, nothing to chase me
Get it, I drink till my liver co-llapse
Poppin candy in the whip, like M&m’s Relapse
I kick the dopest flow out the crib, no rent
My camp stay tight, 6 city, no tent
So what I gotta do to make money in this city of mine
They pay me no mind, when the hood already co-signed
Chorus
Verse 2
They saying what’s eating gilbert grape?
He walking round town, filled with hate
Im standing at a buffet with an empty plate
And the waiters looking at me like, you haven’t paid?
I throw tips like advice, throw fists at your grill like ice
If you thought I wasn’t dope think twice
Im the dopest in my hood, don’t think of contesting
Your rap game is dead, break it in pieces, now its resting
I play the game like a ball hog, jacking up shots
Cause an assist wont pot me fancy drops
Chains and what not, I wont sell out to be a crock
No skin print, leather fake fashion, I am not
Just stop, cause traffic is beyond rush hour
If my success brings sour, then kudos to more power
See yall can talk bout rocking gold, its happening
But I wont stop till my records hit platinum
Chorus
Verse 3
Telling my hometown to stand up, they don’t see it
Its like im running with paraplegics
No disrespect, but yall neglected me for too long
And my back aint a stepping stone for u too step on
So if im gone, like I drop it down 1 gear with the clutch popped
Damn I am that hot
While yall stripped the fly wheel, cause fly is what you not
I do this non stop, I am the Pete Rock
Guitar in my hand, shades hanging from the neckline
Shorty topping me off, pearls hanging from the neckline
Rare kind, she knows its custom design
She like it 2 times, so shes pressed to hit rewind
Like tell ur friends, and their friends, in the benz
Make amends, only tens, with the blends,
Southpaw or tatted up, chris brown I bat it up
Ones that cant have enough, I'm bad as fuck!
Chorus
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9. |
How You Are
04:38
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Verse 1
You a star in your own right, shoot through the sky
I don’t like types, but you caught my eye
I know its been a while, and u doing your thang
Gotta laugh that rings, I like the attitude you bring
Like, u take the world and flip it right side up
Natural beauty, no lies, u don’t make shit up
Tell me wassup, u aint hold anything back
It aint bout racks, or the fact I make tracks
In fact, I been looking, searching, working
Hard and observing and you’re deserving
For a man like me, and a women like you
Land of fantasy, no storybook this is you
And its about you, not me, let me demonstrate
I know your ex mans, why u filled with hate
And it didn’t end great, but let me just state
It can be different if u wait, but don’t make it too late
Chorus
Verse 2
I cant guarantee you the master plan
I cant walk through the shadows holding your hand
But when I do and im there, be prepared to be scared
Cause this aint nothing like you’ve seen right here
No bills in my pocket, but we can make change
Make change, no traffic, and switch lanes
You gotta smile that could brighten up a dark path
You got eyes so soft, you can make the night last
I put it on my blast, we could turn the volume down
If im king of the city, I could toss the crown
Start from the ground, and give it all up
Cause that’s what it’s like when we both build trust
I don’t mean to get ahead, but you carry me away
So strong, they don’t breed em that way
You’re the slip steam, im caught in, my hero
If we are New York, than let us rise like ground zero
Chorus
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10. |
Falling For You
04:23
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11. |
Down Ass Chick
02:51
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12. |
Prison Journals
03:16
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14. |
Wake Up
03:29
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Verse 1
Imagine waking up, everything in your fridge is past due
Bills on your table, collectors cant look past you
But wait a minute, you got dreams to get through
Cause when you shut your eyes, you know nothing can affect you
I came into your life, run and hide, hide and seek
Hardly speak, when I reached, I tried to let you see There is more for you that’s in reach
you gotta believe, you gotta aim, attain the right mind frame
Hard work can make things appear like david Blaine
I'm just saying, I aint playing, or tryna lead you on
I know this strong, but I got proof, take a shot and pour this on
Seen the cars, seen the houses, double parked, I been ousted
If I cant take it, I will work hard, and will I Boss it
I'm tried of living how you want me to, I'm my own man
You got your own thing, we cannot coincide our plans
Cause I know im destined for greatness, when I relapse
Its about time I start dreaming big, cause its in my grasp
Chorus
Verse 2
Can u imagine standing infront of 100 thousand fans screaming
And everytime u speak they feeling every word you saying
and when you playing, they repeating every word verbatim
so you stop and listen, they keep going, shit I aint playing
I cant imagine the VMA’s accepting an award
They told me im a star, a thank you note, a glass to pour
Got the lambo doors, on a lambo, not put on an accord
Cause all these dreams I had before, is something I can afford
Forget the struggles, and the hustles and the tussles
Now im building muscles, eating mussels, fine dining
Got my date, sipping on aging wine and dressed in fine lining
Take her back to the suite, and hear her fine whining
No time is bad timing, like this can only be had in your dreams?
No, dreams are places you set goals that you can achieve
Set a plan, take it up, break it up, dissect your flaws
Redefine who you are, and then hear all the applause
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15. |
Gone Away
03:49
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Verse 1
It started with a simple touch, a brush across your arm
We smiled a bit, no intentions of harm
Got me twisted like a bottle cap, fitted cap back
And im styling like I got this shit on wrap
But the fact is, you tryna practice, im tryna salvage
The past like a novice, but im stuck in this office
Thoughts wandering like its reckless, tracing steps with a checklist
And it feels like im falling fast, with the past
And the feelin will last, but speeding past what we had
Got me feelin like we bout to crash
Chorus
Verse 2
Hanging on, balancing an act like circus de solei
I was about this craze, turned into a crave, im tryna say
Going on like this, throws the balance of existence off
You can hit pause, but I aint tryna play this off
Looking out for me, made me an enemy
I hate going through the extremities,
Like you got a remedy? You act like a friend to me?
Wait, I aint tryna lose my train of thought
U was the hot spot, and now you not
Yet im still tryna connect, without the Xbox
Chorus
Rap
Smoke through the mirrors, looking clearer when it disappears
And u sense the fear, when im not here, and you spitting tears
Im shifting gears, listen here, the pain is in the rear view
So this feeling that im feeling, can situate near you
Chorus
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