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Left Alone
04:57
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Hook:
I’m just tryna chill/Wanna feed the fam & pay the bills/Time to write these songs wanna grab the mic & up my skills/I just wanna be left alone but these crackas want to up the steel/I just wanna be left alone but these niggas want to up the steel/
Verse 1:
Truth be told I never wanted to be a rap star/Maybe buy a car, maybe travel the world with these bars/Buy my mom a crib; maybe my words can touch a kid/Like my favorite rappers did for me and talk’em off the ledge/Listening to Illmatic dreaming of 5 mics in the Source/Who knew taking my momma’s PAC cd set me on course/Talking rap dreams with Jon and Cody but I was just happy kickin it/Until I came home and the lights cut off now I gotta fix this shit/Music went from being my escape to my way out/Won’t supposed to be the man of the house, that’s just how it played out/This really how used to get my feelings and my thoughts out/But they tell me I need a record for the radios & cookouts/My problem was I let niggas get up in my ear/Tell me how to get there that ain’t never been there/Made so many compromises it looks nothing like it did before/So when you ask me what I want now? I don’t know anymore/
Verse 2:
I’m just trying to figure out what the fuck do I give a fuck about?/I see the world dying from what you told me not to worry about/It seems that bleak future I envisioned is happening now/If they’re willing to kill your kids why you wanna talk it out?/And you ain’t changed shit just because you logged in and tweet it out/Online protesting H&M they throw up a sale, you buy’em out/But can you blame the followers when they leaders selling out/Their morals up for sale, fight the power is just marketing now/I use to want to take a stand now I’m sitting down/Use to have heroes they’re either dead or they let me down/They words to inspire me now I feel nothing/You tend to hold on to the little you got when you have nothing/Now its fuck them and fuck the world we live in/Superman don’t even give a shit now what makes you think you’ll make a difference?/But at the same time I can’t let it go/I may never meet the masses but every once in a while someone tells me this shit is their lifeline/
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Hell's On Earth Pt. II
03:52
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Hook:
Where your God? (x4)/Buildings burning, people screaming/Where’s your God? (x4)Good Is dying, evil’s winning/ Where your God? (x4)/All That praying, we don’t see him/ Where your God? (x4)/World is ending think we’ll need’em/
Verse 1:
I don’t know about you but a nigga really to die about this/I’ve been through so much hell given so much hell, I might just have to fry bout this/Niggas try to come for me, try to blast for me (blasphemy), you can crucify bout this/Got the spirit of Benny in me, Grandman praying that I don’t go out like him/But If I do it is what it is/History gotta repeat itself then so be it nigga/Beat a nigga ass then go back to do it again because I’m still seething nigga/I ain’t lettin shit go unless it’s one of these hollow tips whenever I see you niggas/Say you been fighitng your demons well I guess you’re losing because I’m still breathing nigga/Know what’s crazy?/You hate but this is what you made me/Don’t like what the evil done did to your baby but well tell me then why let it raise me? / America you can’t erase me/I’m your reflection, you gotta face me/But I still gotta do the real work by myself cuz you niggas lazy/See really my problem with black people is they don’t care about black people until they care about niggas/If a white man ain’t talking about it on a news cast they forget about niggas/Out here protesting for an instagram caption don’t really know what happened/Whether it’s merchandise, bullets or lying, you niggas be all cappin/
Verse 2:
I walk in this bitch with that fire & brimstone/Like the pale horse riding with so much heat like somebody left the stove on/I see I notice when I walk in a room you niggas is tucking your chains & clutching your bibles/Praying to God to sends the rapture to come get you niggas because I do/You know what’s crazy, The world’s ending all around me & I don’t really care at all/I was told Heaven is suppose to be the goal so why would I want to live at all?/Niggas gone finally win the race war just for the sun to come burn us all/You already tried the flood when it’s time for the fire next time give me a call/Can’t convince me we don’t live in Hell/With my own eyes I’ve seen angels dying to survive meanwhile the demons out here living well/And I’m cursed to roam the earth surrounded by people that only gone think of themselves/The ironic think about that is they don’t really think for themselves/But let me stop talking before they call me preachy like I want to better you niggas/I’ll ask the coroner where the bodies were put so I can piss where they bury you niggas/
Got 3 automatics pointed at all of ya’ll; KKK at you niggas/Shit getting serious don’t play with me nigga/
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Hook:
I really been tryna put the work, I’m really tryna be a better person (but ugh)/ I really been tryna put the work, I’m really tryna be a better person/But you niggas got me fucked up (Niggas Got Me Fucked Up) x4
Verse 1:
Fuck an intro nigga let’s get right to it/You mothafuckas talking down on me as if I’m stupid/Like the table you break the weed on I see right through it/Talk about me with a glass jaw, I’ll break right through it/And we watch it shatter like records & glass ceilin/It go crazy I might have to flip out for no reason/And this ain’t gone get fixed with no damn Farrakhan meetin/I’m retroactively charging niggas for unused features/This ain’t nothing personal I just don’t like to waste my time/It’s just business from the jump I’ve been bout mine/All set and done ain’t no legacy like mine/Get no love but they quick to try to sound like mine/Using the same flows videos even look like mine/But they not as creative so it comes off like a cheap imitation/But know my times coming I’m patiently waiting/Cuz when you get your break fast, you get fried with the bacon/
Verse 2 (Saint Pat):
See I been out the way cooling trying not to kill shit/But when dangerous calls i get the kill switch/Real shit i been meaning to get my vent on/Cause its alot of shit thats got me bent homes/No remorse for the fakes sneak dissing like Drake/No remorse for the snitching ass spineless snakes/Talking shit behind your back then wanna smile in your face/This my mood all year im finna give yall a taste/Let me tell you bout some niggas I was once cool with/Played ball, hit the mall, even went to school with/Hit the club, turning up, always act a fool with/Til the day I found out you too was straight bitch/Using my name just to get you some fame/Niggas still talking down like this shit is a game/Getting laughs on the book while you speak on my name/Now you finna take a loss and got nothing to gain, you got me fucked up/
Verse 3:
Went from you don’t fuck with to can’t fuck with/Even if I broke both legs you couldn’t run with/It’s funny how they throw shoots, end up the one ducking/See him in-personm hummed up now they want a discussion/So what you want to talk about ?/How you niggas don’t be running nothing but your fucking mouth/How you been fronting so long you don’t remember what you about?/How you try to get in my lane, couldn’t hang so you had to take a scenic route/Let me take it back to the beginning/Back when spittin was more important than the algorithm/Let’s take it back like Tennessee’s trying to do with Lynchin/Because even when I was at the end of my rope you niggas couldn’t hang with him/We can talk about money but we can’t talk skill/We can talk about the numbers but we can’t talk about what’s real/Niggas get online ad start wildin/See him in person and he ain’t doing shit he said like Joe Biden/
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Found My Way
02:19
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Hook: Right from the start man, It came right from the heart/Then I came out the dark & I found my way (x2)/Came out the dark & I found my way(x4)
Verse 1:
Right from the jump I was all in it/I was out making plays it was all business/Once I hopped off the porch I was on a mission/First it started with the dream then I made a vision/Now I got all these blessings cuz God Did It/But no DJ Khaled, I’m one of those weirdo niggas/I might stumble at times but it don't make a difference/Ain’t no stoppin this shit man/What I look like foldin over a setback/Pause the tape, rewind, reset & playback/Once you think I’m out here comes the comeback/Watch your mouth I always get my get back/Damn, they already know who I am/Stay down ten toes like a man/While you content to be on your knees That's why it’s hard to see where you stand/
Verse 2:
Doing pretty good for One Antinea’s bad ass kids huh?/I remember vividly these niggas tried to predict and said I won’t gone be shit & won’t gone have shit huh?/And thats crazy cuz everything you niggas tried to say about me came back on your ass quick huh?/Same ones that was there counting me out can't count enough money just to pay back rent huh? (Yeah thats crazy)/I won't gone let you tell me what I wasn't/Started on the bottom just to overcome it/I started with zero now I amount to somethin/And everything you said amount to nothin/Damn, they already know who I am/Handle my shit like a man/But you feel a little pressure & turn into a bitch so you wouldn’t understand/
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Hook:
Being a real niggas don’t pay the bills nigga/I can’t grow with you if we ain’t get it out the field with ya/I remember when I was down & couldn’t get a meal with’cha/Now that I’m up I’m shooting for a mill nigga/
Verse 1:
There’s consequences for following these fake mothafuckas/Embarrassing to find out that you backing a nigga frontin/The mask slips now they’re everything they that they wasn’t/Pressures on and that rock solid façade’s eroding/But you gotta do your research can’t just go off the feel/They sold you a lie & told you it made you real/But on the real, this shit gotta stop, gotta chill/ I done seen it get too many kids killed in the Ville/Got some of my homies growing up now they gone/Felt like I didn’t have many left by the time I was fully grown/7 brothers & sisters but still felt like i was alone/But the benefit is that I learned to get it on my own/In my story I’ve been through it all/Use to sleep on the floor now a nigga own the floor plus the roof & walls/& imma going up but the intent is not to ball/Its so that the struggles I faced my son ain’t gotta see at all/
Verse 2 (Tracy Lamont)
Everything faux, I do not mean a noodle/ Say he got that dawg, Think he mean poodle/ Only time that they draw In a pad when they doodle/ They be acting hard When they sweet strudel /I get it You gotta be hard/ Black man showing weakness They pulling yo card/ I’m a magician Stack the deck with my intention/ Carry joy like an invention Keep a tool with an extension/ For protection not for spinning/ It’s racking my brain/ Searching for Sun Still playing in the rain/ With everything to lose You got everything to gain/ Vinnie they don’t know who they are Without the self-hate/That drives state to state With All About Me on the plate/ F-U-C-K what I leave in the wake/ The people the babies the lives that’s at stake/ Cheers to being the change and paving a way/
Verse 3:
If she don’t bring value to your life Nigga run for yo life/Still wanna fuck better wrap it up twice/Don’t create a new life & don’t make her your wife/Like really nigga are you stupid?/I give the same advice to the women/No need of sticking around little homie, he ain’t changin/Count your losses & go before he get you pregnant/ Ya’ll got kids? Get court papers then get to stepping/See life already got too much bullshit/For you to have to deal with that bullshit/There’s move and money to be made/If you blocking the vision then you in the way/I never wanted to get old but now I see it as a blessing/Cause I can name too many homies that ain’t make it/And as the clock ticks I’ll take advantage of my time left/Not impressing niggas & scaring hoes on the internet/
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Westside Dead
02:47
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Hook:
This is West Side Nigga & you know we step until nothing’s left/On your bed side nigga; where on me you slept while close to death/on dead eyes nigga; better start looking right before shit goes left/On this side nigga/this west side nigga/
Verse 1:
And you know Cliffdale niggas dont play/See I was imprinted early I remember them niggas that use to get active up the street from where my grandmama stay/Everyday every way niggas is hustlin’ & grindin’/Some niggas is killin, some niggas is dyin’/Whole hood is fucked up so it’s perfect timing/For them crackas to try to just swoop in & buy it (like damn)/Naw really nigga was it worth it?/Spent all your money on hoes and your grandma gone lose her house cause she give it all to the pastor at each Sunday service /Now your ribs is touchin, you all out of options/They building a Whole Foods & 4K apartments/Better get that Pooh Shiesty, go across the street to those condos & start robbin/
Verse 2:
Talkin all that shit walking by me/Naw see I’m educated & I’m elevated but don’t ever get it twisted pussy ass nigga thinkin you can try me/Now see I’m so far removed but it ain’t nothing to switch/And I go in the bag & pick up a switch/Like my grandma going out to the woods to get a switch/you know tears are gonna flow when I hit with the stick (like damn)/Tryna be a black man of peace but you tryna turn a nigga to a beast mothafucka I swear/Nigga try to cross that line it’ll end with a chalk outline little nigga I dare/And we all know how this ending, you rot in the ground & I’m rotting in prison/Mothers is crying, the hood is divided but I really don’t care/
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Do Right
03:59
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Hook:
I just wanna do right/But what’s wrong or right anymore/I can’t tell what’s really up or down anymore/I guess that’s why I pour up when I’m down even more/(x2)
Verse 1:
When I wrote this I felt l hopeless/Chaotic thoughts in my mind I write down to focus/I’m just trying to make sure I’m going in the right direction/But no matter it feels like disaster is my destination/Growing up the goal was always to make it out the hood, but now niggas complain you’re never around/But at the same time every time I’m in town it feels like they’re putting another one of us in the ground/I remember it was my only summer home from Central/Said we would hang out at the spot said I’d meet you/Day of I was tired from work, couldn’t make it there/Next morning I’m waking up to messages saying you’re no longer here/A decade on & I still can’t decide if it would’ve been different if I was there with him/Or just laid in a box next to him/All I can say now is that I love you & I miss you bro/Maybe I can get your thoughts when it’s my time to go/
Verse 2:
The world is upside down; heaven’s in hell/The one’s you thought would lead you to freedom lead you to jail/You want to talk to God but it feel like he don’t hear you/Out in the world with no guidance don’t know what to do/So now you follow man & he show you why not to/Gangst, conscience or corporate; they all tryna get a dollar outta you/My wife wants me to go to church, I gonna listen/Last time I went, a pedophile was in the pulpit/ I just tryna find where to go/& despite the saying, people die every day from the shit they don’t know/Don’t know the law, police stop you & you get hummed up/Go to the wrong hood after dark & you get lit up/Books & the web full of misinformation/& now everyone got they own true so I don’t believe shit ya’ll sayin/And if you looking at me for answers I got none/It’s too late for me, I’m just tryna give the game to my son/
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Hook:
I’ve never felt anything like this before
Never have I love someone like this
Never have I loved something like this
Like the way I love you
Verse:
What I thought I wanted almost made me a monster/ And what I thought I didn’t want made me a father/They say when you when you have kids it changes everything/I saw you a just like that you became everything/It felt like I was holding the world the 1st time I had you in my arms/And I wrote this verse while you were in my arms/Looking amazed, your face looks just like mine/With your mother’s eyes that’s why I hate to see you cry/I ain’t gone lie son I’m terrified/I can’t promise I’ll be a perfect father but imma always try/Can’t give you it all but I’m a give you everything I have/I’m putting in a 100% with you never half/Making sure I’m equipped to guide you as grow into man/I’ll make mistakes but we can talk until you understand/And no matter what if you me, I’m there for you/There’s nowhere I’d rather want to be than there for you/
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Hook:
With you in my life how could I ask for more?/You are my world so I’ll make sure that all the stars are yours/And you bring me heaven even when I light the world/Never knowing what I’m looking for until I got you
Vinnie:
As sure as the stars in the sky don’t compare to the light in your eyes girl I got you/You’re the light of my life idk how I ever got through this dark world without you/You make me wanna put the mic down to study astrology so I can learn everything about you/We don’t need a spaceship to escape because it feels like we’re in our own world when I’m around you/As crazy as it sounds, it was going to take something out of this world to make me settle down/Then you come thru the clouds, landed on earth & became the world my love orbits arounds/Whether Alien, Robot or Unicorn you’re love’s unique & one of a kind find/That’s why I had to put the ring on your hand that make you look at your finger the way you look at the night sky/
Eddie Lo:
Girl You’re my solar system got my head spinning every time you in the mix/ You’re my galaxy the sun in my system center of my universe/ You the star that had me wishing, shine so bright cannot resist it/ Sagittarius queen been so picture perfect when I saw you at a distance/ Light years go by you get closer and closer/ My gravitation been changing it’s course/ and My constellation your eyes in the morning/ My morning star turning to super nova/ Hop in my spaceship we’ll fly high/ Watch shooting stars how they fly by/ That celestial body you got, keep making me wanna act right/
Viridian (Bridge):
That too much time, on your way back to me/I know you got your own ways and I’ll sit back happily/Have it with me/Have your way with me/
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Momma's Cutlass
05:00
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Hook:
Riding round in my momma’s cutlass bumping that Kast & Goodie/Witchdoctor too, that Trick Daddy too, Trina when my lady with me/R.I.P Pimp C play that UGK then I’m on my way/That MJG, 8ball, Juvie, Scarface, Three 6 on replay/
Verse 1:
Ridin in my rusted barely running bucket but I love it/Always said when I get a little money I’d turn it into somethin/Sit down in those seats felt so regal, 1st time I felt like somethin/When you hear those 808s in the trunk, you know that Big Blue comin/The 1st time I heard Outkast was in that whip that was it/You couldn’t tell me Andre & Big Boi weren’t the greatest to ever exist/See I learned about the game from UGK, I think they taught me well/With Pimp C & Bun B as role models I could never fail/Wanted to put a diamond in the back when Luda was for my favorite rapper/I know he is from the Midwest but shout out Nelly for that Country Granmar/Back when Petey Pablo was the only rapper reppin’ Carolina/Then came Little Brother then came Cole & I swore I was coming after/There’s something bout driving out 30 minutes seeing nothing but trees & fields/There’s something bout listening to Coming Out Hard rolling on classic wheels/There’s something about coming to Papa Lewis house he on the grill/Flipping burgers, playing the Isley’s close my eyes I smell it still/
Verse 2:
Rolling in that big body got me feeling like Percy Miller/Use to make those cars solid like a tank ain’t no limits Nigga/I remember hopping in the backseat & momma turns the radio to Foxy 99/And pull up next to the Yahoo bubble Chevy at the red light on Ireland drive/And he blasting that new Carter 2, track #3 money on my mind/Back then you would hear Lil’ Wayne or T-Pain playing on the radio all the time/Up north niggas would come down south, all day in your ear they claim/Where they from is so better, we don’t care go back to winch you came/Wanted to put that 84 on 24’s shout out T.I./We ain’t never scared, out the windows yellin Bia Bia/Use play Trillville but wouldn’t let us get too close at the dance at school/So afterwards we’d go to RJ house, we pull up & he playing that Uncle Luke/There’s something bout driving out 30 minutes seeing nothing but trees & fields/There’s something bout listening to Devin The Dude while rolling on classic wheels/There’s something bout Driving slow in 05 bumpin’ Swishahouse/With a foil grill in my mouth, damn I love being from the south/
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Hook:
From the jump I’ve been through hell they thought I’d fail but I’m still here/Throughout history tried to wipe us off the map but we’re still here/In this game they want me gone but no I think I’ll stay/No matter what they say/ Niggas gonna be ok (x3)/
Verse 1:
This is my black pride/What the panthers stood for before they died/Florida textbooks won’t have inside/Can’t put this on the shelf for a quick dime/Labels tell you to not put it in your lyrics suburban kids won’t buy it/But nowadays nobody buy this shit anyway so might as well try it/I’m about thisshit, ain’t gotta look like shit, niggas in suits still get lynched/You take us away and this world would look like shit without our influence/From the family to the stranger that hit the head nod when I see ya/From our highest heights to our lowest moments y’all are still my niggas/
Verse 2 (Kamus Leondardo):
Doing what I’m supposed to out in Nova Scotia/ Sipping wine watching whales, handing out Dames posters/ Can’t forget the coasters I don’t mean to sell I just used it when I rolled up/ Flickin ashes on an oyster/ Got me feeling boisterous not hearing what the noise is/ Somewhere feeding Koi fish attracting good fortune/ I don’t really care what they say we gon be okay/ I don’t really care what they say niggas gone be okay/
Verse 3:
Fuck them crackas that want to say nigga you don’t even matter/No exceptions I don’t care if a Nigga is your favorite rapper/I don’t care if this your favorite song and you want to sing it with me/When that part come on you better mute it like we did R. Kelly/Fuck that nigga/If he locked up & all your victims black I ain’t yelling free that nigga/If he always talking down on black folks, I don’t see that nigga/We can’t let no Uncle Ruckus walk-in among us/I might bring back FUBU, if it’s for us then we gotta to buy us/
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Vinnie-Dangerous North Carolina
Vinnie-Dangerous is a rapper/producer from Fayetteville, NC. He prides himself with being unique in all aspects of his craft from production to perspective. The one constant is that he is always authentically himself with every new release. Aggressive, thought-provoking lyricism to call out all sides that need to be held accountable, including himself, trying to paint the bigger picture. ... more
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