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Sports Mode
02:13
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Check the way that I just glide across the plains here
I'm on track and I'm setting up for that good year
I bring the vibe when I kick it up into top gear
I'm moving like a ghost if the people call I am not here
I gotta run the yellow whip is in the taxi zone
Gran Tourismo got the track record on every road
I did it all and I never needed the cheat codes
The only way I get around, sports mode
Catch me moving round the scene like a jaguar
Dreaming about that avocado green on the Jaguar
Out here looking harder than Leonardo with the
twin katanas be honest am I pulling off that look though
It's mid summer and I'm dripping off a fresh coat
You gotta take me off the bench I got that game coach
I gotta tighten up the laces for the free throw
The only way I hit the ground, sports mode
Catch me limping in the building like a pimp can
People screaming oh my God how is he so bad
I just dropped my eight viles down at the blood bank
About to get the stem cells right there in my knee cap
You know I'm going all the places that he won't go
And I can do it under cover on the down low
I'm down south feeling like Corrado Soprano
The only way I'm getting down, sports mode
I make a dollar invest it back in myself
I got the big crib my family and my health
Ain't gotta worry 'bout the cards that I was dealt
I just reinvent the game and I'm redefining my wealth
I flip the drip and I'm stepping out on the block now
I'm doing numbers and moving up on the spot now
I keep an unknown quantity in my socks
Flip the strap back on the crocks, sports mode
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Good Living (feat. Blu)
02:45
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I sign my name on the art I'm creating
I get my inspiration from stories of the ancients
I don't get involved in the things that you're debating
I don't read the news paper or the comments that you're making
I'm just happy here chilling by myself
I gotta lean back pick a movie from the shelf
I might make a smoothie with a focus on my health
Avocado for Omega and the spinach for the delts
My inspiration, comes from real life
An abstract look at what is going on outside
When you're talking to somebody, look them in the eye
Everybody has a story if you take a little time
When I wake up in the morning hit the ground
Start running talking loud yeah that coffee so fragrant
Take some time for yourself and your hobbies
And most importantly don't forget to be patient
Good living yeah good living
Good living yeah it's good living
Good living yeah good living
If they got a bad vibe tell 'em nah go ridence
Good living yeah good living
Good living yeah it's good living
Good living yeah good living
If they got a bad vibe tell 'em nah
'cause God is grace God is good let us thank him for this food
when we hungry when we full when no money we can pool
as a kid I just wanted to be cool as a teen I
just wanted to be rich in my twenties I just wanted to pay rent
hit thirty realised I'm broke as shit
now I'm forty all I want is a crib before sixty
god willing everybody alive survive that's called living so
God is good is what we tell to our children
good living is three meals a day plus a
bed where ya' head lay all ya' bills and ya'
rent paid plus a good paying job to
reward you for your good grades
the way you feel on a good day is the way you should feel every day
good living isn't just being hella paid
good living is finding ways as to sustain in your special place
so if they hate let 'em be a hater I'm just try'na make a
Good living yeah good living
Good living yeah it's good living
Good living yeah good living
If they got a bad vibe tell 'em nah go ridence
Good living yeah good living
Good living yeah it's good living
Good living yeah good living
If they got a bad vibe tell 'em nah
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3. |
Low Budget Drip
03:04
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You know I keep a low budget for a good reason
I just brought myself an outfit for all of the four seasons
Never over spend on everything your bank bleeding
Bending over backwards for that debt until you break even
I'm so frugal with my money gotta keep it saved
Got the ace of spades up my sleeve for a rainy day
You know I never put a single thing on lay away
If I cannot afford it then I'm making moves and getting paid
You know I'm out here grinding, gotta get it made
I'm sick of living day to day on pocket change
For ten years shaved my head with the razer blade
And now I hit up Angus once a month for the freshest fade
Hundred dollars for the year tighten up the cupboard
Put a little extra on the shoes 'cause you know I love it
Catch moving round the scene looking fed if you
Checking out the threads yeah you know it's low budget on the
Drip drip drip drip drip ain't nobody messing with my low budget
Drip drip drip drip drip only way I move around town in my
Drip drip drip drip drip ain't nobody messing with my low budget
Drip drip drip drip drip only way I move around town
Move 'round town with a poor man budget
Looking at the bank and you know I got it
Keep that cash real low in the pocket
Do them number, stock and lock it
On my feet and you know I'm grinding
Hit that beat with a real good timing
Brand new jacket Kashmir lining
Second handed, free minded
I be out here all night, gotta have that foresight
Keep that budget real tight you know I don't pay full price
I be shopping on line, this right here is game time
Hold on tight for discount time you pay full price you lost your mind
One shirt, five colours, each of them were ten dollars
Half price, codes like, better know I got you covered
Get that, time right, buy that jacket in the summer
This is how you do a budget this is how you stack them numbers
Move chips, double dipper, I be out here doing figures
Nice threads, mines dripper, came with that low budget sticker
This kid, got bigger, hand me downs might fit your sister
Sale season, coming quicker, I might have to cop a fresh
Drip drip drip drip drip ain't nobody messing with my low budget
Drip drip drip drip drip only way I move around town in my
Drip drip drip drip drip ain't nobody messing with my low budget
Drip drip drip drip drip only way I move around town
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Wake Up (feat. Lex)
02:53
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Sometimes I walk around sleeping
it's like I never really woke up
a million miles away I'm dreaming
like the world around me suddenly just froze up
in the dark and you're my beacon
I am suspended in the breeze
while I was looking for a reason
I never noticed all the things here right infront of me
In the darkness light feels brighter
and you can see now it's importance
in this moment I feel lighter
and for a moment I feel like I might have caught it
It's too delicate to hold on
there's a dark figure standing in the corner
he is beckoning to live now in this moment
before it's time for us to walk across the border
It's like I'm having this reoccuring dream or nightmare
I can never remember how it starts but I get this vague
image of fleeting memories both familiar and strange
it goes like this...
In shallow waters try'na mind my steps
no signs of depth inside these minds they wait till Simon says
me I sit beside the edge the heights are death defying but
when times are dire I reflect devise a plan and try again
A stubborn optimist I'll be that way until my dying breath
the cup is half full if I poured it or if I ingest
behind the flesh and bone a soul restricted by it's movements
live a life confused but go to sleep and dream lucid
Yeah is it really an illusion?
to be awake and chase dream ain't mutually exclusive
usually reclusive but I'm out here try'na do shit
ensuring that my seed supersedes me in the future
Enduring through defeats proceed to dream Martin Luther
sharpening my pen on beats I spar with the producer
calving out my own path through the darkness I menouvered
if it's really just a dream then to sleep is the conclusion
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5. |
All Black Sneakers
02:46
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I'm getting dirty when I flow, hit like Conan
I'm so discreet never show the hand that I'm holding
I got a mask with pained teeth like the shogun
You ask the witnesses who did the crime, no one
I'm a performer, transform like I'm Volton
I look like popeye but I've been drinking the szechuan
Catch me steaming on the corner with my dim sums
You better not spill that soy sauce on my force ones
The haters talk about my accent
I ran them over with my two tone Hyundai
Accent my flow is like an axe head and
You can catch me sharpening my weapons in your tool shed
I'm the apex predator
The crocodile, panther, Tomcat, etcetera
I'm no joke, tell me how you like them apples
I can put the numbers on the board like I'm a janitor
This that all black sneaker music
Catch me creeping in the dark like the reaper do it
This that all black sneaker music
Catch me creeping in the dark like the reaper do it
Don't disturb me I'm obnoxious
I am the captain now I'm breaking in the cockpit
The girl that's sitting next to me is looking real thick
Like she could break a brick with them chop sticks
I just cracked an electric safe with my lock pick
I stole the secret sauce and sold it back for profit
I'm so eclectic I paint my room like a van Gogh
I cut my ear off, spraying blood like a vandal
I am a monk in my temple
You're talking simple might just tiger strike you right there in the temple
The pen is stronger than the sword and for example
Keep on talking, Joe Pesci you with my pencil
I'm so fluid unorthodox with my movements
It's not my fault the voices in my head told me to do it
I'm out here looking like a ninja from the sewers bad influence
And I told you this that all black sneaker music
This that all black sneaker music
Catch me creeping in the dark like the reaper do it
This that all black sneaker music
Catch me creeping in the dark like the reaper do it
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They say that tough times create strong men
But I can tell you from experience that sometimes it don't sit right
'cause when it happens to you time and time again
you lay there wide awake replay it in your head until the sun rise
It didn't kill me so I guess it made me bolder
I'm numb inside but atleast I can hold this weight on my shoulders
The streets I walk down every day are looking colder
I can't hear the children laugh 'cause I can see them when they're older
Have you ever woken up from night terrors
thinking 'bout all of the things in your life that you did endeavour
Have you ever stood amongst a crowd of people
and felt like you're not an equal just trying to stay together
Sometimes I feel like I'm alone
when I look up to the sky and wonder what is there above me
Sometimes I feel out of control
when I sit there on the bed side and think about the bodies
Corpses, in rigamortis
Caught between the beats of life fk it's all distrorted
Cold as rock higher than a Roman fortress
Life will disconnect the minute that you pick the Orchid
I guess the price to pay
For beauty, everlasting pain, the wait on righteous claims
Children burdoned by the weight that's placed on tiny frames
Told to face thier cold reality to fight the rain
It's kinda ludicrous we're disconnected in this effort
we could unite and build support but nah we can't accept it
I guess that would have to valide the pain we fret with
sweep it under rugs until its Stained with lies embedded, wait a second
By the beast I stand to stare at its mouth I'm Deprecating myself
I've slaving though all my days I'm spending all of my wealth
But shit man none of helps it only widens the void
We choose to bury our heads whatever just is destroyed
I need an honest moment, to low the Gatling guns
the ego rides to cope with a simple humble
recognition of the harsher scope of life the pride the pain
the good the sin the range we find our growth in
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Lonely Child
02:04
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Standing on the front lines, nobody behind me
This path that we walk alone in life is yours only
My heart is full of pride, nobody here can hold me
The dust is in my eyes, I ain't crying I'm just lonely
Standing on this stage all alone without a symphony
Ink running on the page the skies opened up on me
Standing in the rain, I can feel it washing over me
Running through this life and I can swear they smell the blood on me
Thinking 'bout the masses who have still not found equality
They broke out of their chains but we don't see their quality
Eat and drink their culture, white wash it comfortably
But will not leave a seat at the table here for their company
The lines are blurred, so please define and immigrant
We call this place home, we're the ones that have invaded it
A long history of praying upon the innocent we
Walk around blind like nobody wanna witness it
We outcast them segregate and diminish them
Single minded people don't even know what the difference is
Ask the man on the train, he living it
Harassed for his culture and the colour that his pigment is
He stepped off, city night is full of demons
Down the alley heard a noise right before he seen them
Working class father, on the ground bleeding
They took a man's life, he'd already lost his freedom
The single mother's now alone without a network the
Benefit payments are just determined by her net worth
The medicine or bread, which first
She laying there crying at night until her head hurts
The young child just wanna know why daddy left me
Why mumma cries at night, why she drinks until it's empty
Before his time became a man because he gotta be he's
Standing on the frontlines, a child feeling lonely
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Stepping out of the shadows
The city rumbles like a bison when it belows
On the run for my past crimes
Take me in alive put my head up in them gallows
The wanted poster said belligerent
That I'm a monster, violent, villainous
I swear that I am innocent, he pulled that knife on me
no body seemed to notice it
Put the shackles on my wrist
Drag me through the town as the people heckle and spit
The judge is known to be indifferent
I'm laying in my coffin that gavel just hit the nail in
Lay my neck down on that wood block
The crowd cheers as he lifts that deadly weapon up
Now all I can hear is silence
My soul leaves my body as I watch my own head drops
This the ballad of a dead man
Don't you go against gods plan
This the ballad of a dead man
Don't you go against gods plan
Later on when the night came
A dark figure laid some candles where my body lay
They knelt beside me and began to pray
I watched as my dead body rose again right from the grave
What a terrifying sight
My soul is here in limbo as I watch it from outside
The dark figure picked my up head up
Reattached it to my body then they sewed the fleshy neck up
I've got a hunger in my eyes
My irises are white there's nothing living there inside
My skin is covered in a blight and
I got a bad feeling somebody's gon' die tonight
The dark figure sinks away
Looking back in terror at the creature that they made
I may have died on that day but
Tonight the city pays for the judgement that they gave
This the ballad of a dead man
Don't you go against gods plan
This the ballad of a dead man
Don't you go against gods plan
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Blanka (feat. Shin-Sui)
02:46
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I'm breaking bread got a billion reasons to get the dough
You know I'm flexing for that green like I was Ruffalo
I flow like water catch me riding round on then buffalos
I hit you with precision got previsions here to break the mold
I gotta get that golden gun like I was double o
Seven figures not even enough to pay the pension though
I'm not street but I do it different like bubble o
I chewed 'em up and spat 'em out into a new dimensions
So when I'm flexing on 'em I'm creating tension
I'm changing up the flow and hitting from different directions
Too many combos on the pad for me to list them
Muhammad Ali phantom punch Sonny Liston
My rhyming style and my rhythm here are electric
Lyrically you know I keep that word play eclectic
Perfect timing on the beat for execution
Bounce around and cause confusion I'm hitting it like a misfit
Roll up on you like Blanka
Stepping out of the jungle here like a monster
Roll up on you like Blanka
Roll up on you like Blanka
Stepping out of the jungle here like a monster
Roll up on you like Blanka
野生的なノリを重視
俺の rap は juicy
動き tricky freaky freaky flow
1歩2歩3歩 walk concrete jungle
飛び跳ねる街から街 transition
泥臭く生き抜く like a Blanka
俺の rhyme ビリビリと痺れる stun gun
hungry 刺激を追求
鰻上りの skill sky's the limit
負けた瞬間の slow motion
人生は off-road 改めて I know
Mad な世界で真っ当な日々
抗う強さ is hiphop 響く lyric
Style wars 制す 排除する dummy
流行り廃り ばかりすがり
君の 耳に放り込んだ verse
処方箋なし病みつきの vibe whats up
Roll up on you like Blanka
Stepping out of the jungle here like a monster
Roll up on you like Blanka
Roll up on you like Blanka
Stepping out of the jungle here like a monster
Roll up on you like Blanka
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'89 Pulsar
02:38
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I can bring the flavour, do it for the culture
Gotta get the paper when it's time to get vulgar
Exit out hanger, I can smell the sulphur
Driving down the apron in that '89 Pulsar
This is Wes Craven, I am Freddy Kruger
Five round mag in the bottom of the Ruger
Do it so flagrant, feeling like Hoobler
Taking no prisoners I gotta get the Luger
Getting off topic, freestyle get raw
Paul gotta roll up tight on the dashboard
All grey cockpit, this is what it's built for
Holding on tight when them high tops hit the floor
Light weight chassis, five door streamline
Gonna take flight four cylinder inline
Glove box open, seat full recline
Late night driving in that all white '89
This the soundtrack do it for the culture
Late night driving in that '89 Pulsar
This the soundtrack do it for the culture
Late night driving in that '89 Pulsar
This the soundtrack do it for the culture
Late night driving in that '89 Pulsar
This the soundtrack do it for the culture
Late night driving in that '89 Pulsar
Two speaker stereo, feeling so infamous
Listening to Mobb Deep put it on cassette tape
I am not a shook one, put me on the guest list
Kick you out the car if you do not get the reference
Snakes in the grass here, move around real slow
Late night drive by throw it out the window
Concrete jungle, this is what you don't know
Grass is always greener in the places that it does grow
Looking in the rear view, coming up behind me
This is not a preview, we run it up nightly
Towel is on the dash like the mid summer nineties
Cooking up the numbers but we do it so slightly
We do not slumber, after life is relative
Passenger side right before the super nova
Hit the corner too hard, last thing I remember
Glass in my face as the car was rolling over
This the soundtrack do it for the culture
Late night driving in that '89 Pulsar
This the soundtrack do it for the culture
Late night driving in that '89 Pulsar
This the soundtrack do it for the culture
Late night driving in that '89 Pulsar
This the soundtrack do it for the culture
Late night driving in that '89 Pulsar
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