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1. |
Title Explanation (Skit)
00:15
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All the beats
Come straight from Alabama
All the vocals
Come straight from Quebec
Allow me to introduce y'all to
The Alabama-Quebec Connect
Let's go
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2. |
Behind That Suit
03:37
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[Verse 1]
Got to learn to show love
Earn that growth adjust
Persevere oppose structure
The broken buttons tugging
At heart strings like normal
Is tattered and concern is homeostasis
Butt hurt bleeds to
Blatantly juvenile displays of work
Combusting such a beautiful twirl
Twerk it for objectives
If the metrics blur
Ethics fuck it set the setting
Settle in to whatever entry concur
Or whatever my devilish festering burns
Truth is lost when the cost is the world
Brutally honest gift and a curse
Politicians beam polite it certainly works
Better at work a truthteller worsened
By the burden of being relevant as an 80’s nerd
Virtual reality finna curtain veneers for lurkers
Burning for dollars hollar burst in and conquer
Fuck you know about knowledge silence
And the will to bother
[Chorus]
Come with me the future is so easy
Entertainment and technology
Blending in perfect harmony
Behind That Suit is that real shiiiiiiit
Come with me the future is so easy
Entertainment and technology
Blending in perfect harmony
Behind That Suit is that real shiiiiiiit
[Verse 2]
Stop this nonsense markets flopping
Cheap tricks and non sustainable gimmicks
Can get you rich quick
My ego wants that legacy bit
The kinda philanthropist
That rid away with a system
Dreams of meritocracy over nepotism
Hypocrite stings
I really would just hook up my kin
My family isn’t the christmas photo op stint
I’d link em with the means to achieve
However legit
Fuck what a middle class know bout this
Frustrated but I love em
Regardless of our chosen scripts
Yeah we all chose how we live
Move along with no snitching
We’ll flex in different bubbles
Circumstance bring trouble
Welfare state of mind
Fares well for the lowly and kind
I got me way too much pride
I slice the capitalist pie
Lustily driving with tunnel vision blinders
Dying of excitement my negativity subsided
Found my way to paving my own damned lane
Weirdo ‘til my dying day
Let the copy cats play as I take their toys away
It ain’t radiant when others say
The plain Jane same thing
[Chorus]
Come with me the future is so easy
Entertainment and technology
Blending in perfect harmony
Behind That Suit is that real shiiiiiiit
Come with me the future is so easy
Entertainment and technology
Blending in perfect harmony
Behind That Suit is that real shiiiiiiit
[Verse 3]
Come with me, can’t you see
With the volume I read
My speech preaches
Answers you seek
Yeah it sound cocky
Like how can he spit on topics so calmly
Obvi he full of shit I watched a documentary
It contradicts your story
Legal systems enforce
Protections from the worst you sure
History full of language flipped to work
Over plebs engaged with
Picking for advantage or
Succumbing to hurt detriment
Love the abuse it’s perfect
Make em blurt shit
Preposterous die for the government
Or your burnt with no purpose
Branding is too forward a term
Too corporate for
Net promoters of white collar worlds
Missed promo miss that net worth
Automation finna make it turn
Nobody wanna learn
[Chorus]
Come with me the future is so easy
Entertainment and technology
Blending in perfect harmony
Behind That Suit is that real shiiiiiiit
Come with me the future is so easy
Entertainment and technology
Blending in perfect harmony
Behind That Suit is that real shiiiiiiit
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(Verse 1 - Holden Stephan Roy)
Ready set collections of plans
Researched vetted understanding
The gambles and gambits
Let’s get to gallivanting galaxies
Of genuine untapped potential
Fuck it let’s roll tomorrow’s
Got cash flow ey oh
It don’t matter the challenge
We’ll handle the cost
If excessive will manage the loss
Interest is bought fucked
Around and albums dropped
Fucked my credit promotion
Is naught but pathetic
If you can’t afford to spend it
And ain’t with pretending
Peddling pennies whilst
Pimps press my failings
Into addictions like melody
Singing for the fantasy of
Challenging the standard dream
Immaturely conceived
With a forced DIY mentality
(Chorus - Holden Stephan Roy)
I mean I’d love a team
But you gots to pay for quality
I’m in my 30s and live biweekly
My coffee’s black though
No sight of cream
If only I’d stay within my means
Certainly I could buy
My way into the scene
Cuz money you sell fantasy
The number one dream for fiends
Hey that could be me
But I owe credit companies
And you only live once
Until you have real dreams
And the everything is
Linked to liquidity I’m in a
Negative to a depressing degree
Effectively it feels like I’ll never
Be free but I did it to me
I mean I’d love a team
But you gots to pay for quality
I’m in my 30s and live biweekly
My coffee’s black though
No sight of cream
If only I’d stay within my means
Certainly I could buy
My way into the scene
Cuz money you sell fantasy
The number one dream for fiends
Hey that could be me
But I owe credit companies
And you only live once
Until you have real dreams
And the everything is
Linked to liquidity I’m in a
Negative to a depressing degree
Effectively it feels like I’ll never
Be free but I did it to me
(Verse 2 - Chris Chrome)
Came a long way
From chicken scratch
On the paper passion
Fuelled from hatred from
Players criticized for my bad
Descions while blindly
Flipping life's levers
So here i go extra large
Tripple dream
Got me energized
Got lost found a mentor
Now we building an enterprise
Yea the only line that I wanna
Cross is the marginal divide
Against a system that's unfair
While we are forced
To act to nice
How can I act right
When the moneys not in sight
Gnawing hunger in my tummy
Causes me to start fights
Lost count of sleepless nights
Gazing at the moon light
Thinking to my self one day
I'mma make it through right
For now it's click drag expand
Resolution HD
Cut copy trim Head Space
Logo so pristine here's
Another an overloading machine
I guess that what it
Means to have dreams
(Chorus - Holden Stephan Roy)
I mean I’d love a team
But you gots to pay for quality
I’m in my 30s and live biweekly
My coffee’s black though
No sight of cream
If only I’d stay within my means
Certainly I could buy
My way into the scene
Cuz money you sell fantasy
The number one dream for fiends
Hey that could be me
But I owe credit companies
And you only live once
Until you have real dreams
And the everything is
Linked to liquidity I’m in a
Negative to a depressing degree
Effectively it feels like I’ll never
Be free but I did it to me
(Verse 3 - Holden Stephan Roy)
Yeah I did it to me
Before expensive dealings
Learn how percentages
Effect proceedings
Cuz it’ll be years
Before no chains to feet
This is no defeat
But financially I’m weak
Not selling things biggups
To the band camp for relief
Watch me at your feet
Washing for tips so it’s
Not from corporate feasts
I eat but stores
From the residuals
Of all that I believe
Fruits of my study I be
Another rapper begging
For cheese cuz my company
Has bled me 5 figures
I’m desperate to see
The winning side of
What’s green, please help me
Finance my ok
Too much blatant marketing
(Verse 4 - Chris Chrome)
Damn
You beginning to sound
Like a sell out
Although i get it
The road to succes
Flips pockets inside out
But we call it investments
Built home studio
From nothing stuck
Inside a lock down
Playing ping pong
With opinions while
We go one hour rounds
Hold on let me breath
Someone give me a sign
So i can be at ease please
What if the planets
Were to realign then
Will i be sastified when
It's time I admit defeat
Ah fuck it
I'll deal with that when
It's time to kick the bucket
For now the outfit of the day
Is white samba's black jeans
A polo shirt and it's tucked in
Cuz see i'll listen to this
And still miss whats written
The point is trial and error
Finding smoothness
Within the friction
There' progress in repition
Becuase practice makes
Better isn't that the mission
Now let that sink in
Chorus - Holden Stephan Roy)
I mean I’d love a team
But you gots to pay for quality
I’m in my 30s and live biweekly
My coffee’s black though
No sight of cream
If only I’d stay within my means
Certainly I could buy
My way into the scene
Cuz money you sell fantasy
The number one dream for fiends
Hey that could be me
But I owe credit companies
And you only live once
Until you have real dreams
And the everything is
Linked to liquidity I’m in a
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4. |
You Da Man, Cuz
04:30
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Test, Test on this motherfucking life
Is this shit even fucking working?
Yo
I really hope this is recording though
Ah, another fucking day
(Verse 1)
I been feeling a kind of way
Every little bit of my soul’s frayed
It aches, this ain’t the regular pain
This the everything out of reach
Unless you give in to their way
Play their game, cuz everything resonates
Once the hurricane blow them away
Shhhhh, silence less the frail
Hear tales about their stale flow
Mainstream hopes with static growth
Sound like those who come befo’
See what’s live yet they forget who came befo’
Forget how many steadily quoting
The woes, tangible and with a focus on what’s
Relateable, to most. They don’t see me though
The debt that cradle those, dreams so inescapable
Quality hope is planning for more than the noose end of the rope
Okily dokily and it ghosts into smoke
Potent enough to make an OG choke
Broke as a joke to you don’t even know
Can you really really row this boat?
(Chorus)
Critical mass, one day you’re supposed to look back, just laugh
Instead it’s fuck that, bust back, smack em with facts
Fact is, immaculate’s an adjective, is you really that?
A silent laugh, smile and dap you like you da man
Said you da man
You da man, cuz
Said you da man
(Verse 2)
Whateva happens when ya past stand up to haunt ya
Flaunt ya, rotten, awful questionable, once drawn to
Behaviours with flavours unsavoury and it’ll cost ya
Statute of limitations is not a Canadian construct
And reputation degradation is monstrous
For every affront they levy direct assaults
Perhaps it’s all in my noggin, the line gerrymandered
So constant, redrawn so often, I lay down, caught up
On who I am, study every memory flash, I draw my own
Line in the sand, I have no respect for the man, I was
And so I’ve become more than scum
I grind until the pain goes numb, and my soul finds freedom
(Chorus)
Critical mass, one day you’re supposed to look back, just laugh
Instead it’s fuck that, bust back, smack em with facts
Fact is, immaculate’s an adjective, is you really that?
A silent laugh, smile and dap you like you da man
Said you da man
You da man, cuz
Said you da man
(Verse 3)
Human limits outdone, succumbing
To the wondrous depth of unfucking one’s sense of love
Learning all about trust and building bridges from ashpiles
And dust, feeling rusty and then those feelings erupt
Opinions like assholes, something fun to fuck
I grind like my life depends on the outcome
Generational wealth is an option, for some
Fortunately I can build sums for my children
Obstacles run my senses dumb
Literature causes understanding, but frustration
Turns me into a schmuck, compassion and empathy
Aren’t synonymous, there are many routes to run
And the most common is to indulge in apathy from the jump
Like something about your early 30’s leaves us fucking stuck
And it fucking sucks, like enough is fucking enough
Lets make it erupt, Montreal what’s up? Can I get a
Little humility since none of us really brought the city up
Altruism lost for the what can you do for me chumps
Pay to play baby, all numbers no buzz, ROI is what?
Negative perceptions amuck, eclectic rush
Imagine teaming up instead of collective nothing
Squad over money, employment over acting funny
(Chorus)
Critical mass, one day you’re supposed to look back, just laugh
Instead it’s fuck that, bust back, smack em with facts
Fact is, immaculate’s an adjective, is you really that?
A silent laugh, smile and dap you like you da man
Said you da man
You da man, cuz
Said you da man
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(Verse 1 - Holden Stephan Roy)
I don’t think my peers really get it
The way I think
I used to fret it set pathetic
Now I think the subjects
Don’t really fucking net it
But that arrogant narrative’s
Disparaging to my image
Yeah, I think about it
I consider effects on perception
I recollect on conversations
And annul things I’ve mentioned
With less then stellar metrics
From the next advent
It gets hectic never being static ey
A lot of people gon think I’m fake
As I do the things I need to do
But I move move move move move
A lot of people live second rate
From my view
Even if my win rate look like lose
I don’t really lose
Bro the question stated is
What the fuck you trying to prove
While you do you
I move move move move move
A lotta people ain’t aiming
For the kind of great which I peruse
What I got to fucking lose
I’m gainfully employed in truth
My career fund my ploys
Report to who I’m the dude
A mover who produces
What do you do
I ain’t got the numbers
But I got the means to go and do
(Verse 2 - C.B. Mac)
What I gotta do to get it done
No sippin rhum
Just smokin all of these
Wack rappin Hit and Runs
Lyricism’s the bear minimum
There Isn’t one heir living
That come prepared
For my rare silver tongue
Built to stun with a will to smith
The Illest puns killin some
Stayin fly enough to
Up and grip the sun
Fillin to the ceilin pads I’m spittin
Till the wisdom come
Missin funds but still
Give everything for a little love
Hit me up if you
Down to flow and rip the cut
Mumbles want attention
They surpised I don’t give a fuck
Rhymin for deals why chill
When these guys live it up
You’re single ready to mingle
With thighs thickened up
Biggest bust lips glittered
Tits half zippered up
Sucks and I still wouldn’t
Feel you slut appeal to what
Ya’ll overgrowing with gold
Hopin to grow
Just open ya dome
(Verse 3 - Holden Stephan Roy)
If you know you know
Sufficiency and growth
Literacy and prose
The way I figure it
Anyone can consider it
Audible or print you know
Well you’re capable
When you flow and shift
Figurative to literal actually woah
The blah blah blah’s been told
Your surface level words
So dishevelled concerned
The world’s burning you’re hurting
The devils of Earth
Merk your yearning to work
You sleuthed the berserk
And you’re sure well uncertain for sure
Well no one can confirm
What’s an expert’s net worth
Effort unmeasured sells as a sucker
For jerks sell that luck tell em all perks
Sell better for sure millennia
Of trends circumvent the curve
Identity a construct
For the sake of commercial
Or worse you’re certain
Opinions connect to the contents
Of a purse if significance is observed
The person can confirm
So I’ma birth the treasure
To be heard earn the respect
Get what I motherfucking deserve
(Verse 4 - C.B. Mac)
So feet first in the deep Earth
And with each word I speak
Thirst creeps while I keep
Making a sweet berse
Increase hertz bee live and dream
Works hammer in my soul
Till the beat hurts
And weep at the reverb
Craft syllables
Mac spit a full interval
That isn’t bull
Like half of these acts
They're identical
Fly centerfolds buy and get a
Whole pie meant to hold
Nothin but lies but the public
Eyes spy the jelly more
So why get a flow
Rhymes are non-legible
Incredible I can’t let it go
Like wide tentacles so
I make maneuvers to loosen your
Longevity calm enemy poison
C. be strong remedy
Walk steadily ready to off
These hard-headed creep
Stalk ends to be awesome
But just not mentally
Repetitive talk mind’s slop
Like you opped Ketamine
Thinkin your a G but
Your worth’s not even 10 to 3
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(Chorus - Daemon Kalah)
See this dish
Not your wish
Wishful thinking forcing deeds
Meant for me
You’re a beast
Beastly dreams upon on my leash
Serving me on your knees
Kneel and give me what I please
Meant for me, I’m your dream
Your dreams only come to be
By my command
(Verse 1 - Holden Stephan Roy)
She tempting me
Ever ready in plenty
So go for it
Push that button
Get it in all stoked when
Gotta kill that dragon
I’m nearly done Skyrim
Did that even rhyme ummm
Switch this before it
Drags on too long
There are things I’m latching onto
Including you
Shoot through seams
As I move to the groove
Of tomfoolery
If she does fool with Tom
Dick and lunacy
I’m foolishly pursuing things
Like life lessons never heralded
Proof to pudding
Useless moods on constant loops
Bingeing on the next pursuit of
Sickly stress being freshly pressed
What’s next
Flicks to learn to impress
It’s an incredulous mess
Ooof and girl I like it
When the time flies by
And not a moment of stress
Cuz we shelved it
Yeah you got me all perplexed
Whenever you ready
I’ma head on over here
And get to injecting
You’re infesting me
The next level I’ve never been
Now I
(Chorus - Daemon Kalah)
See this dish
Not your wish
Wishful thinking forcing deeds
Meant for me
You’re a beast
Beastly dreams upon on my leash
Serving me on your knees
Kneel and give me what I please
Meant for me, I’m your dream
Your dreams only come to be
By my command
(Verse 2 - Holden Stephan Roy, Daemon Kalah)
It’s Spacer’s Choice
Over that Witcher’s brew
Which her’s truth
Jaded voice hurt views
Ethics predicating
Can be suffocating
Ain’t no one claim
Time to choose
Bruised but in love
With the abuse
If the loot is debt
Check it satin laced noose
Asphyxiate my view
Get it like tomorrow’s
Gonna gimme the loot
Or I’ll die confused
Lose my mind within
The crudest of truth
Destined to lie marooned
In a pool of maroon
Posthumous pollution
Dying to consume
Any forbidden fruit
There’s certain rules
But losing is human
Lose yourself to my tune
As long as I can refute then
You’ll succumb to my truth
Power a muse resistance is futile
Some moves are young and nubile
Some views time tested
Hunnit proof though I’m
Still fooled by this twisted
And beautiful sight
The pursuit of soothing this life
When it comes to time
It’s all cannibal
Priorities met with
Emotions so radical
Sadden all with hopes
Set in admirable
Then crash through it all
Over Civilization’s call
That climate falls
Unsurpassable opps
Bought by bots broaden to stall
I’m sliding inside her
Like it’s all terminal
Like the digital’s more
Enthralling then layers
Epidermal soul is skinned raw
(Interlude - Holden Stephan Roy, Daemon Kalah)
I know I shouldn’t
There’s so much to do
No one will know
Shhhhh
You know you deserve a taste
(Chorus - Daemon Kalah)
See this dish
Not your wish
Wishful thinking forcing deeds
Meant for me
You’re a beast
Beastly dreams upon on my leash
Serving me on your knees
Kneel and give me what I please
Meant for me, I’m your dream
Your dreams only come to be
(Verse 3 - Daemon Kalah)
You don’t really know yet
But you will come to me
Confidence you’ll never see
Forever beyond your reach
I’ll trap you never be free
Entice you catch your beliefs
Lie before you
Snatch up your cream
Don’t you dare
Take your eyes off of me
I don’t care bout your means
You better show me
That you mean it
Sign here and be with me
(Chorus - Daemon Kalah)
See this dish
Not your wish
Wishful thinking forcing deeds
Meant for me
You’re a beast
Beastly dreams upon on my leash
Serving me on your knees
Kneel and give me what I please
Meant for me, I’m your dream
Your dreams only come to be
By my command
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7. |
What You Know Anyway
04:31
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Man sometimes
The questions are dumb
(Verse 1)
Ayo did you Google that
Did you riddle the internet
Yo it’s rad this new fad
Research at your fingertips
Hit that, search and
Read everything you
Motherfucking can in fact
Practice active memory
To actually remember facts
Consider correlations and
How systems interact
The internet is shifty
Siphon knowledge with
Hella tact who said what
When is it a scholarly draft
Or is it a Russian hack
Does the headline even match
Content content in Hip Hop
A hot topic In media
Sensation is awash
Hyperbolic pockets of
Unsubstantiated nonsense
Rockets emotional logic
Over the words and prophets
A continent is lost to mass
Applause from frosh to
Indoctrinated easily afraid
Faded consideration why
Put eyes to letters audio
Visual trends play lecture
Better anyway what’s forgotten
Telephonic distribution sway
Embellish this case of truth decay
(Chorus)
What you know about
What you know anyway
Can't be so woes
The hopeless
Games they play
What you know about
What you know anyway
Your hidey hole
Define your soul
So I pray
What you know about
What you know anyway
(Verse 2)
Learn rate times effort
Defines great to create
Is better defined as
Rearrange to fucking take
Realign distribute a
Hybrid plate with many
Subtle tastes palletable
Is made from memory
And pain experience
And change anyone
Claiming to remain the
Same don't appreciate
Upgrading to heavy
Weight grandiose ways
In a journey for deliverance
Funerals are expensive
And liquidities so
Hit or miss I imagine
Myself if I wansn't a
Chicken shit crippled
For the fix criticism
Of the truth as I see fit
In this booth fuck if I fit
Fuck the mind shift
Fuck a couple skins
Dupe the position
Stumbled on limited thinking
Hedonistic clinging
Distract from an existence
Of futilitiy and misgiving
Ain't shit being given
Give it a 10X level of willing
Or get the fuck up out
The latrine don't be so fucking
Shitty with it listen
To the plebs or get the fuck
Up out the room they in
Nobody understand the
Masochistic wishing they
Make billions on the wish
I kiss death over commitment
(Chorus)
What you know about
What you know anyway
Can't be so woes
The hopeless
Games they play
What you know about
What you know anyway
Your hidey hole
Define your soul
So I pray
What you know about
What you know anyway
I wrote this last verse for me
You're not supposed to know
What the fuck I'm
Talking about though
(Verse 3)
But I speak really dumb
Awkward politically stuck
I want the power but
Shower shmuck upon
Stubborn ones
Gravity's a constant
Defy it and the battle's lost
Rattled I understand cost
Without a roll the bank's jaws
Clench shut patronage
Left to the lowest tier
Of income let your grandma
Put her inheritence into
Frivolous business models
Yeah that one per cent spits raw
Profits be up or insurance
Will stall that fall the richer
You are the less punishment's
In your vernacular some
Towers stand mighty tall
Reputation if mighty and tall
Lines up with asshole
Dollars look baller next to
Righteous and proper
The gospel of wanting it all
Like Vaynerchuck gives
A fuck about you at all
Killing a peanut to plant firm
Some commercial if it hurt
Good a salty delicious snack'll
Insert into your terminal
Temporary worrysome nut
Who cares if it's good for you
It's aiight temporary relief
Success farther outta sight
Is this a metaphor for life
Naw but a marketers grind
To spin it not exactly lying
More redefining anxious timing
To make it okay to run ads
Based on your grandmama
Fucking dying lottery time
If we win give a fraction to
A child's amusement ride
He may still die that's a second
Thought we'll be aiight
For life his rigor mortis
Is morbid out of sight
With my hollywood life
Flying in the sky
Until the icicles
Swim with selfishly compiled
True stories and crime
How an office worker
Felt guilt working over his mind
The child's smile
Imprinted with fine lines for life
His money pile
His sunny defiled
Residue on filed nails
Blood on the de niros
His soul's on fire bro
But the ceremony
Was so beautiful
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8. |
End Of Warmth
04:31
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Maybe it's a lot
With the uh
Heavy reality shit
Depressing ass motherfucker
Overe here finna get lit
Well my kind of lit
Like who am I turning up
For anyway
Knowledge over
Fun and lethargy
Grind baby
Work gets me off
Let's get it
Why why so fucking serious
Because
This is fucking war
A bullet to end my warmth
I truck on according to lies
Luck’s score board
Stuck forward sucked tomorrow’s
Rut more than fucked
For wards of smut
Force upon the stuck
Storm the schmucks
Before conforming to what
Ordinarily reason is boring
Beatings teasing to the touch
Whoring feasible if the branding
Isn’t too much to wonder whether
Wondering the depths clutching
Imagery of corruption and death
Too much acquaintances
Will think way too much
Or never even give a fuck
What’s most tough
Forges steel from morals
Seething gleans into inked forewards
Sleeves told stories
Of less than normal performance
Luck a fairy tale told to the stuck
Sorry they told me careful
Converts with less worry
Baring emotion strength
Bravado cowardly entrenched by
Remembering through a commando’s
Lens it’s either ok boomer or
Go boom as they stress the wrench
Hey I’m just a millenial
What did you expect
I’m very anxious but not paralyzed
But not collected a hot mess
But allegedly talented or it’s suicide
Protect that ego from fretting
Delusions of grandeur putting letters
Together in a public setting
Mastercard collects and burn excess
Pretending letterheads and
Presentation will present this hater
With collections instead
Or will I preach myself red
Spirit bled hunter who gets at it again
Practicing practice conception and
Death because the world’s complex
And feeling is a con
Unless controlled for a check
Or is dealing with the cons
Controlling my checks
No balance yes to debt
Hit me with that technical gadget
For my next wet salty display of
Exalted profession already sweating
The message massage it to rejection
These motherfuckers trend hop
Like it’s cool to pretend
While others troll
Damage over mend fuck it
We’ll just end up dead
But the present is all a sum
Of prospects pros pick from
The ignorant but these days bliss
Is worth the shivers n shits
Or is a hit worth integrity dips
Get the cash in flip
Fuck over intermittent suckers
Then grow a conscience
25 year old dick to 69 year old
Philanthropist is it right
The self-righteous makes
Life less fun line’s out of sight
But only if you fucking blind
I shouldn’t criticize
I used to also be a petty child
Emotionally wild
Hurting others sleight the hurt inside
Other bratty ways of life
Chatty Cathy’s make light
Of significant plights
Religiously fight
To condemn ethics from sight
For the sake of plebish delight
I ain’t on that side I call it a blight
I write rhymes
To try and remind that you’ll only rise
When you try excuses tend to be lies
Bullshit belies bullish as divine
Bull’s shit is still fecal by design
Regal a state of mind
Fetal the place to lie
Life’s scary so globalized global lies
Hopeful ties to a future sight
Not so divided the servant
Leader is fucking fearless clears
Stubborn fuckers on some tear jerking
Political stints only you’re clearly better
Then the veneer of our parents
This new age wisdom mixes
Survival instinct with that
Fuck the system
Camel’s back is twisted
The straw's a debate
On a point we’re missing
What’s missing is definitely
In the words in non-fiction
Read them lits or get lit up like a victim
People flip scripts
With no method to madness
Random the strategy tangent the tactic
Elasticity lacking in the undisciplined
Wackness like lower the bar
So I can practice some magic
Shower the money
I’ll hardly give an extra inch
We learned it as kids
The Goats of a universe
Built with glass limits
It’s a predicament
When minimum effort is no longer
Common sense what’s common since
The logic’s selfish at best
There is something brewing civil disinterest
Middle of men becoming the fringe instead
Violence below the surface of reasonable dread
Paying attention too painful
Too rage filled plagiarists coerce the stay still
Don’t ever deal we’re worthy of every meal
We deserve to steal
Until the bullets take all feelings
This shit is real at least
That’s how I fucking feel
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9. |
So Wrong
03:31
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(Verse 1)
If the truth is abuse
Fuck it go to sleep
Under the moon
Can never run from the goons
Luck is but a wonderful boon
Gone too soon rip on through
With a thunderous boom
Pressure hurts go berzerk
Cuss words lead to fists
Merk opposition you make
It fucking worse cost of
Your mood cross this and
Earn the consequence
Murderous as if
Nothing a lil make up can’t fix
Fucking loser nothing to say
Shut up about personal
Business you can’t prove
Don’t be thinking brave
Stick to safe
No one’ll love you anyway
You’re fucking useless
It’s like you choose this
Move bitch aw shit
I didn’t mean to bruise
Closed fist and it’s
(Chorus)
So wrong
So wrong
So wrong
So wrong
So wrong
So wrong
We still know it happens
So wrong
We still know it happens
So wrong
We still know it happens
(Verse 2)
So strong for the kids
Take the licks bound to this
Faux God anticipate his
Vision servitude is living
Everything that’s given
Won’t calm the voice
It’s pitch revealing no choice
To snitch in a system beaten
With no poise no joy
Committed to submission
Escape is selfish
Cunning and coy
Aa real conundrum
A broken toy choked out
Over words other than rejoice
The ego feeds on tears
So moist, power in a world
So foiled the macro boils
Downward to turmoil
Taking it out letting the shouts
Become the nowadays suicide
Letters are written about
It’s fucked up but make no noise
Or there’ll be reasons
To cry abound
It’s treason to lie say you
Want out it’s easy
Make your master proud
That mouth should
Open only for satisfaction
How are you so fucking batshit
Oh that’s it come here now
What is it you’re saying oh
They all know it happens
Well that’s wrong
(Chorus)
So wrong
So wrong
So wrong
So wrong
(Verse 3)
Yo I ain't ever hit a woman
But once I bullied with words
Some past girlfriends may
Still carry a burden
What's worse the hurt's perma
Certainly my current
Knows her worth
But only after burning many
A character but even if I
Learned there is still concern
Cuz we all know it happens
We all know the trap exists
We all know some men
Still choose to use fists
Elevate to news clips
Sickening feeling in the pits
Like in my most viscious
Words were my only pick
For violence yes there's still
Damage but it's not to the same
Fucking extent like how
In the fuck can you give licks
To the mother you
Fucked into children
We all know it happens
But what are we to do
When nobody can prove
We all know it happens
But what are we to do
If she don't wanna move
We all know it happens
He deserves more than
The bullets we shoot
We still know it happens
So wrong
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10. |
Certainly Worth It
03:40
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Yo, this is actually how I feel though
(Verse 1)
I’m better because of you
You’re better because of me
I still wanna tear that ass up
Even though, yo we 5 years deep
Your sex appeal just grows, you’s a freak
And I like it, the way you like to
Remind me of toilet paper alignment
I bet you thought I’d say ride it but, it’s
Some beard and mullet shit, I fight it
You're cute as fuck when you irate
On some practicing to be a mom fire, legit
I really love you, enough to try and feign interest
In the minutia of faceless people saying
This thing about this, I listen cuz you deserve it
For every boring minute, I got like 10
And we both know when it comes to interesting
You get the win, but I, appreciate your effort
Your patience, kindness and how nothing gets
Your sleepy head outta bed like a blue jay’s chirp
The wrong kind of BJ if anyone asks my concern
But learning bout birds, is certainly worth it
(Hook)
You showed me being a better human, certainly worth it
When I’m with you I feel worth, certainly worth it
(Verse 2)
Certainly worth the way your smell calm my heart beat
Hold your hand, walk the concrete, gets sweaty let go
Immediately, and no without you I’d never see the
Spots repping disease in a trees leaves
I would have 0 interest in botany, now I wanna plant trees
I think you crying over the possible death of a coral reef
Or baby anteaters and many cute beings
Art museums where we both agree
It’s fucking wonky but you want those boring
Religious paintings and I’ll say their quaint
If it’ll help me get laid, spreading your legs
Gets you all sorts of gain, for my list of chores
And things, Just saying
I bet a massage can calmly persuade
I’ma mack on you m’lady, you’re my dame
Me and your hormones tag team your brain
Guess trust after half a decade is attractive
Enough to play harder than couples newly dating
It’s certainly worth it
(Hook)
You showed me being a better human, certainly worth it
When I’m with you I feel worth, certainly worth it
(Verse 3)
Certainly worth the way we conquest
Can you believe you podcast?
And you rock that, like you were made to launch past
But you took the pay cut for the company that’s rad
And I work for crooks pimping boomers, that’s sad
I tell myself we need that cash, and my soul’s been bad
Long before you saved my sorry ass, but you make me want
To end what makes me mad and gain employment
Not compromising who I am as a man
And I thank you for that, certainly worth it
But yo we got these dreams, and I find more meaning
In visions with you as my queen, reaching for my
Last bit of ice cream, another luxury, it’s not where we be
But that you’re still antagonizing…
I mean helping me with the nuances of basic adulting
Like why we need a basket, for sweaty laundry
Like our bedroom’ll ever be clean
But it’s where we do our naughty deeds
So whatever’ll get you feeling me, within reason
Open promises lead to hours of cleaning fridges
And I’ll deal with the recycling for kisses
And yeah I’m being hyperbolic, it’s a love song miss
The feeling expressed, no I don’t promise to clean the fridge
But if I did, it’s certainly worth it
(Hook)
You showed me being a better human, certainly worth it
When I’m with you I feel worth, certainly worth it
(Verse 4)
Certainty, life with you? it’s certain to me
It’s healthy, it’s inspiring, you’re intelligent
Beyond belief, you’re my destiny, better than me
At everything, I’m lying but saying it anyway to see
You fall in love with a chump like me, whole heartedly
Until we old fucking with cialisis, cuz you still fine as fuck to me
Every day I see my dream and it’s certainly worth it
Yeah life with you, certainly worth it
Mother of my child, if ever true, certainly worth it
You’re the best person I know, you’re fucking worth it
I love you
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Holden Stephan Roy Montreal, Québec
I'm from Montreal Quebec. 34 Years old.
A regularman spitting regular rhymes about regular things from my regular experiences.
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