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I’ve been working my fingers to the bone/
Back when Pac and Biggie was friends not foes//2
Back When getting money was something that we chose/
When it was so much easier to just be safe and broke//4
I’m feeling weightless though
Upon a track I coast/
Call the Spaceman
Elevated, on beats I float//6
Talk yo ish
I meet, great, heat and eat the goat/
After I beat the goat
Drink the milk and freeze the roast//8
Take a seat
You chose a life that’s comfortable/
Ops and obstacles
Beating their chest like Donkey Kong//10
I can see ‘em coming
Lace up my Free Runners/
Before thy pop the trunk in
I hit ‘em so hard
They feel it in their sternum//12
That’s why I roll dollo
So they never see me coming/
No homo
The photo//14
Facts
The evidence is black/
That’s how I know
I cannot be exposed//16
I tell ‘em
Check that negativity
At the door/
We celebrate Juneteenth
And just ignore the 4th//18
Imma take you higher
If you don’t overdose/
Then I reload
Spit from my soul
Until your head explodes//20
Although it’s quite clear
They ain’t like me/
They big
But can’t carry the weight quite like me//22
It might be likely
That your wifey like me/
And if she does
Well it’s just because//24
And that’s just life
Not a grounds to hate me/
To sell this million
I gotta reach your lady
too//26
He asked me
if I know what his 380 do/
I said
The same thing it do to me
It can do to you//28
And that’s the truth
Act pussy
Get served cat food/
Real rude boy, just that dude!
A real rude boy, I’m just that dude
What I’m saying is true//30
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Verse 1:
Cruise control
Body and soul/
A/C don’t work
And windows don’t roll//2
Pitching my
Wheels to the wind/
Pressin’ my essence
To the globe
Win or fold//4
Cool or cold
Who knows
Until my blue and gold/
1’s step in
When
Release the mic
From the poll//6
And the word get froze
Easy back
Bet/
Next thing I know
I’m stepping off stage
And I’m soaking wet//8
Hand me a check
I’m trying not to be the first to jet/
But still
I’m not a novice
So show me some respect//10
This for my kickos
All night
Working instrumentals/
The proof is in the put in
Doomsday MLK
Three Amigos//12
Tonight it’s warm
By morning the whole street froze/
Arrive in t-shirt
Then we leave in p-coats//14
Counting c-notes
Hard to get
Your future
Is the hardest bet/
SP-1200 collecting dusk
That’s bizarre neglect//16
Rocking shows
It ain’t hard to let/
It go to your head
Until police
Place you face down
On the hard cement//18
Verse 2:
I’m floatin’
Out of body
Probably
Possibly
Police watching me/
Exit the scene of the crime
Of racial profiling
And stopping constantly//2
And every carbon copy of me
Or at least that how it seems/
When it’s reported
And pops on my TV//4
I gotta see
If the charges stick
That’s how hard it gets/
When I should be in bed
Now all that’s in my head is
Stop and frisk//6
That’s why a lot of folks
Click clack
With the 45
And pop a vick/
Suppose to protect and serve
But they choose the opposite//8
It’s just weird
Like Webster
And Mr. Popadopolis/
Cause even in my hood
A lot of things
Seem to contradict//10
Cause I pay lots of taxes
But I don’t share in all the benefits/
And bad things happen
To so called good people
Every day
Ahhh fiddle sticks//12
The point of this
Is that I was feeling great/
Rocked the dopest show
And what do you know
I was gettin’ paid//14
Made some new fans
Sold some merch
Got the bag and ate/
Put some people on
Hit the road
I was headed straight//16
Home
Now I’m making a u-turn/
Somebody’s gotta learn//18
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Hook 1:
They’re steppin out
Best dressed
But they can’t be
The one’s to say it/
She’s got a reputation
No exaggeration
She ain’t really nothing
To play with//2
Everybody
Thinks their somebody
But anybody
Can get it/
Background
On the front page
Everybody
Think they pimpin//4
Pimpin
Verse 1:
They’re steppin out
Best dressed
But they can’t be
The one’s to say it/
She’s got a reputation
No exaggeration
She ain’t really nothing
To play with//2
Enviable
Taking big risks
Whether runways or
Red carpets/
It don’t matter
Man
She got this
She can make Vogue
Add a center-fold//4
Cool, calm and collected
Comfortable
Under the spotlight/
Interviews
With introspective
In retrospect
She’s got appetite//6
Zest for life
She takes it by the horns
Turn a whole meal
Into a sacrifice/
Every motion
Like soft porn
She suns Aphrodite
In the afterlife//8
Never miss a smile
Camera snaps
Algorithms
Say she’s action-packed/
Science states
She has a perfect face
The whit is sharp
But the back ain’t flat//10
If looks could kill
She’s got her weapons armed
Her gpa
Pentagon/
Sides
Point
Zero hassles
Her fragrance is
Spontaneous//12
The way she arch her back man
Heart attack fam/
In a tennis skirt
Compliments
With back hand//14
Super star
With her super stans/
Super fans
She got super twins//16
If you ever face her
In a conversation
And get the last word
She let you win/
Hook 2:
They’re steppin out
Best dressed
But they can’t be
The one’s to say it/
She’s got a reputation
No exaggeration
She ain’t really nothing
To play with//2
Everybody
Thinks their somebody
But anybody
Can get it/
Background
On the front page
Everybody
Think they pimpin//4
Pimpin
Verse 2:
He was jovial when he was flipping bricks/
Gave her nicknames
Always in a pinch//2
Insults
Just to keep her down/
He can be cool
With no one else around//4
He could be cruel
She go downtown/
They got Barry White
They got James Brown//6
She better respond
Or he get his beast on/
He break his crease on
He knock her wig off//8
She put her wig on
Get her gig on/
He’s got no mercy
In his pimp bones//10
How his ring glows
He’s a psycho/
Hangin' out on the street
He’s where the night goes//12
Hard slang
On the boardwalk
Shut your mouth
He let’s the money talk/
Money game
when you see him coming
He don’t have time
for throwing salt//14
It’s a now business
Sprint life
Do it wrong
Until he gets it right/
No religion
No afterlife
Stir the pot
Feed the hype//16
In a crisis of the conscience
He’s stone face
Obnoxious
With his cold play/
She’s fed up
Keep your head
Get your bread
He’s as good as dead//18
Hook 3:
They’re steppin out
Best dressed
But they can’t be
The one’s to say it/
She’s got a reputation
No exaggeration
She ain’t really nothing
To play with//2
Everybody
Thinks their somebody
But anybody
Can get it/
Background
On the front page
Everybody
Think they pimpin//4
Pimpin
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Sometimes I hear beats bumpin
Hand clutching the steal/
Hacksaw Jim Diggin
It’s nothing
Poppin the peel//2
You don’t wanna test me
Believe me homie it’s real/
While you’re gun talking
I’m analyzing your grill//4
So what’s the deal
You look suped up killa/
To tell the truth
Really you a poop butt, killa
//6
Days and ways to get paid
Confidential/
You spoke quick
Now you trying to figure out who hit you//8
It’s simply not a problem
to call you out on your action/
The world is a ghetto
Your attitude express your passions//10
Every day’s an opportunity
Get it right when you can/
Flossing in my circle
Chains snatched
Bodies in vans//12
Let’s raise hands
And propose a toast
To the most/
Who still ride Vogues
Candy paint
And 100 spokes//14
Iced
In the finest apparel
Surrounded by these crabs in the barrel
25 to life/
In that government apparel
Surrounded by the crabs in the barrel//
I’ve been in my bag
At times
I’ve circled the map/
I’m Back
I’m black
And I’m heavily strapped//2
I don’t know how to act
And that’s why I don’t act/
To turn your back on the future
You’re only facing the past//4
I face my problems head on
I’m always facing the facts/
Unsure of my limitations
So questions I ask//6
With theories it’s all confused
Enthusing me to write more/
They talk about
They hate me
But like the artists
That I write for//8
If that don’t seem suspect
I suspect that it is though/
Been ill from the get go
Me verse instrumentals//10
It’s me verse everybody
Just quenching that thirst
I knew I could win
Because I conquered self first//12
Iced
In the finest apparel
Surrounded by these crabs in the barrel
25 to life/
In that government apparel
Surrounded by the crabs in the barrel//
Everything that I ever did
They told me I couldn’t/
Used words to discourage
And thought that I wouldn’t//2
Said I was too old
Told me that the lyrics was too bold/
The internal suppression that’s untold//4
Huh...
And they wonder why I appear
So severe/
The left brain
An artist
The right
Of an engineer//6
So what they fear
Is my stare
My hair
And the glare/
Of the sun
Reflected
off of my complexion//8
Shine across
The untamed catacombs
I battle on/
Response is a taunt
And jeer
It’s clear
They’re jealous of the throne
That I sit upon//10
As weird
And intense
As my existence
Beware/
As I tear
Clear
Across
the northern hemisphere//12
Approach
With caution
Serving a foolish pride his portion/
Using torsion
To separate the brain
From the other... internal organs//10
The slaughter
Is complicated to explain/
Shots echo out
And all that’s left
Is a body and a stain//12
Return
to from whence one came/
Back when the newspapers
Wrote about it/
When the projects was bout it bout it//16
But every now and again
Flowers emerged from the cracks
To upset
The status quo/
Where we ride to the rhythm
Of the traffic
That’s stop
And go//18
Better to know
Than not to know
The finest apparel/
Donned
By the crabs in the barrel//20
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Verse 1:
I got techniques
To beat the whole world
in fact
Flows black/
Creative prose
Never dose or relax//2
Got skills
To knock your whole career off track/
Their albums is whack
So I just rip em and that's that//4
Tribal knowledge
got my whole game
spit polished with dap/
Don't hate trap
But I write from a zone
that's right and exact//6
Got the map recognizing
Enterprising with rap/
Write a ribbon in the sky
While other emcees passin' the hat//8
Image that
Chrome glisten
You listen
Imprisoned in the urban/
International
I rock a name brand turban//10
Of course,
Stop to pause
You must of missed what I was selling/
Dismissed and pissed
When you find out
What the bleep they yellin'?//12
Verse 2:
I'm getting too old for this
It's a risk just to speak out/
Back to the wall
Nowhere to go
And can't sneak out//2
Every time I put my hands up
They pull the heat out
Look at me now/
Stitch myself up
Or just bleed out//4
Choices
Too many voices surrounding me/
I'm drowning
Left my body
where they found a G//6
Came back resurrected
White robe and a gold necklace/
With disciples
Having fish for breakfast//8
The rugged and the wretched
Feel pain
So you won't forget it/
The peacemakers
Who sold their souls
Just to set it//10
The over it and can’t stand it
The over and underhanded/
Compliments
These Rappers
is garbage as Fred Sanford//12
Verse 3:
Hands on the hour glass
Measured it as the hours passed/
Not the hardest dude
But I fought everybody
in my weight class//2
Bloomingdale
Corporate America
Souls for sale/
I teach that everybody eats
If the crew prevails//4
To lose and fail
Is not an option
I’m used to mail/
Taught cousins
who was older than me
How to use a scale//6
Calibrated
My bank account
Amalgamated/
I only talk in rap session
Otherwise
I demonstrate it//8
Picture perfect
When the picture’s painted
I let wifey hang it/
100 years before the mafia
America was gang bangin’//10
And it all came and went
Politicians dodging 5 to 10/
I spit rhymes
Just to stimulate the minds of men//12
I spent time in the livest den
I bent dimes
Just to find the tin/
Look at the times we in//14
They challenge me
But they can never write a rhyme to win/
They lose
Way before they blaze up a blunt
And try to find a pen//16
EVERYBODY!
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Verse 1:
Imagine fly rides
UFOs
Whips that glide
Bullet holes in the side/
Scarred faces
With long alibis//2
Characters cry
Assassinations of the most high/
Suffer in the world
Until your ghost
Floats in the sky//4
Candy-coat that
Took the boat here
Can't take the boat back/
Paid my admission as a slave
Superstition to the grave//6
Artist from the cave
Skywriting the ghetto with hieroglyphics/
And sweat smells
Heavily incented//8
The voice of the city
Prophet to the calm and witty/
My freestyles pretty, hot, and tempting//10
I'm desert stormin'
They slept on my skills like Mike Harmon/
At East Side we ride on devils
That lie dormant//12
Informed with conclusions on life
But still starvin'/
Consuming every word to proceed
From deep fountains//14
My mind’s a mountain
Exposed in the cold city/
And every time I stare in the mirror
I see you standing with me//16
Forced the course
With no remorse
Heavy wrinkle my brow/
Reminisce to rock
With flow know how//18
Cop the paper
Intrigued by what we don't know now
We'll learn when it burns/
Taking my turn
As the world goes round//20
Cop an extra mag
Radiation waves tag
Plant my flag/
Dirty game
In the city
Like when hobos clash//22
They don't want the math
Look and laugh
Hook and jab
Jux the stash/
Cook for cash
Get paper
Then be out like Flash//24
It's all hype
Bright lights and star clusters/
Fictional press kits
And million dollar busters//26
If it wasn't for your presence
I'd probably be dead/
It goes to my head
Wishing I had done what you said//28
Nothing to Prove
Nothing to prove
James Macon
I’m making moves
I’m making moves
Nothing to Prove
Nothing to prove
Jaetilla
I’m making moves
I’m making moves
Verse 2:
Still hungry
Still rappin on every elevator/
Reading Wildfire comics
Bumpin Jason da Hater//2
In my headphones
An audiophile
Don’t get your head blown/
Tagged every bus in the boogie
Before I left home//4
Greener pastures
Many styles
But none mastered/
Scale balancer
The graf version of Old Dirty Bastard//6
Feeling unworthy
Got dirty
Scuffed up my Tims/
Shots out to 3xD and Jeff Sims//8
On the boulevard
Looking hard
Just tagging up/
Copped some brand new sharpies
And bagged ‘em up
Glad as what//10
Had enough
Backpack full of spray cans/
Searching out a low key spot
Before the day ends//12
Nothing to Prove
Nothing to prove
James Macon
I’m making moves
I’m making moves
Nothing to Prove
Nothing to prove
Jaetilla
I’m making moves
I’m making moves
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I swear
I’ve been loving you
For a long time/
We almost didn’t make it this far
We don’t deserve us
But here we are//2
Celebrating
Promotions and what not
New spot/
A beautiful daughter
In order to not//4
Let this moment pass
Let’s get away/
I know you got a lot
Upon your plate
What do you say?//6
For goodness sake
They say that God
Don’t make mistakes/
And since that’s true
I gotta believe
That they
led me to you//8
You know Jas
really wants to see
Grandma and Aunt Ye/
And that’ll create
opportunity
For you and me//10
To spend a week like we used to/
after so many years
Being alone isn’t usual//12
slip on whatever you like
I’ll take you anywhere/
And bring your appetite
Chill and let down your hair//14
She said wait
Do you remember our first date?/
Of course
Yeah
Baby I understand
She wanna dance//16
Hook:
She Wanna Dance
You see she
Breezed from across sees
At ease
And pleased
To make your acquaintance/
Before we dated
We weren’t affiliated//2
So I waited
Four years before I engaged/
To propose and expose my fears
But patience pays//4
Dividends
Listen in
Let make it plane/
What I’m saying is
She didn’t want marriage
She didn’t want kids//6
But I did
So I persevered
And everything wrong
We probably did/
That’s truth
It takes a lot
To try to push through//8
the anguish
Communicate
When you can’t find the language/
And elevate
Above all the fakeness//10
Face the facts
Chill
Let me rub your back/
Put your phone on airplane mode
And just relax//12
You hotter than Wuhan
We used to chill on a futon back then/
Now we choose
Bentyga or Cullinan//14
In this circumstance
Baby just take my hands
And let’s dance
Hook:
She Wanna Dance
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Verse 1:
Why you blazing me?
Raising your frequency/
In the hot seat
That ain’t where I plan to be//2
Too many scorched nights
Arguing
Fake fights/
Baby
I told you
You are all I need//4
But you didn’t believe me then/
I tried to write a four page letter
Messed around
And put heat to my pen//6
Where I’ve been
I’m lucky to be alive/
Really I’m blessed
But what happened to you and I//8
Cruising the city
You were proud to be my lady/
Gave you my heart ❤️
You were proud to have my baby//10 👶🏾
Baby
You are beautiful
Highly unusual/
Totally unique
God knows how to use you//12
You know I need you
Cause when I don’t see you
Blue/
Divorce papers
Nearly burned my heart in
two//14
Terrible
What expectations will do/
And I don’t need nobody else
My temp reads
Simply
You//16
Youuuu
are
my de-sire
Your loooove
Is fi-re
Fire
Fire
Your smooooke
Is taking me high-er
Your looooove
Is Fi-re
Fire
Fire
Verse 2:
Got me thinking of long walks
The heat of your skin/
Late night phone talk
And tucking you in//2
All of the little things
A smile and a sharp glance/
Fingers with wedding rings
A kiss and a slow dance//4
A pattern
A paragraph
A non-verbal epitaph/
A camera and candlelight
A flame to a bubble-bath//6
A flight in a restaurant
The highest of echelons/
Hot fudge sundaes
Sprinkled with pecans//8
You’re the kind of woman
That’ll make a man think twice/
You’re the kind of sista
That’ll make a brother think life//10
I think life
Considering the price of my devotion/
These long nights
We’ve been planning how to build a fortune//12
So make nice
The problems we overcome/
It’s a testament
Think back
And remember how far we’ve come//14
So no matter what we go through
Praise due/
You’re hotter
than a live wire
Your body’s like a flame
Of fire/16
Youuuu
are
my de-sire
Your loooove
Is fi-re
Fire
Fire
Your smooooke
Is taking me high-er
Your looooove
Is Fi-re
Fire
Fire
Verse 3:
Your face when you wake up
Beauty
No make up/
Truly
Yours
Who be
Floored
I adore//2
You
Give me a reason
If you give me a season/
Hot like summertime
Hot for no reason//4
No
You’re that
Reason
I just ease in/
Your heart beats to
My pulse peaceful//6
Ooooh I choose you
J’adore tu/
Wo I ne
I see your wings
my angel//8
Heavenly
Playful
Shining
Day glow/
Ever since I met you
I can’t be that same old//10
Never the plain old
A walking concerto/
Whisper a lullaby
Your body’s a rainbow//12
A tear and a sad song
A turn on a dance floor/
I’ll walk through your flames
Break dance in a firestorm//14
That’s how I feel
When I feel you
Whenever I’m near you/
I can’t help but feel you//16
Feel you
Youuuu
are
my de-sire
Your loooove
Is fi-re
Fire
Fire
Your smooooke
Is taking me high-er
Your looooove
Is Fi-re
Fire
Fire
Verse 4:
Passionate displays/
It’s like every day
Is a reflection of you in some way//2
The sun in the sky
Reminds me of how you shine in my life
When I met you
I didn’t know that you were that bright//4
I’m just playing
how we overcome the obstacles
With a smile/
Now everyday feels tropical
On my isle//6
Even when your blood’s boiling
And you get wild/
You know I’ve got you covered
And that cools you down//8
Through hard times
We kept ourselves together/
Now the storms in the sky
remind me of the storms we’ve weathered//10
Together
And I know there’s gonna be some stormy weather/
But whether or not
We found ways to cope
And that was clever//12
Forever it’ll be you and me
And it’s not usual
That I let people this close to me/
And then laugh
When you be roasting me//14
So it’s open season
No matter what the weather brings/
Loving you is a beautiful thing//15
Earth, wind and you!
Youuuu
are
my de-sire
Your loooove
Is fi-re
Fire
Fire
Your smooooke
Is taking me high-er
Your looooove
Is Fi-re
Fire
Fire
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Hook (Sample):
So the partners change around
But the happiness just don't seem to get found
Is there no love when it's right in the palm of their hand
Verse 1:
He said, “You’re over-thinking it”
She began to think it over/
He didn’t have time for it
When she needed a shoulder//2
As he reached out to hold
Her turn away
Turned light to grey
It wasn’t right/
Apparently
Their differences
Were day and night//4
Night to day
Overnight business trips
Alone he lay/
In hotels
He knows so well
To make the pay//6
Cause she once said
I real man brings home the bread/
He remembers
when the fights were about money
Now in his head//8
He’s doing everything
To be treated like a king/
First class flights
nights in Byzantine castles//10
But those moments
are few and far between/
He gave her everything
Now all she says wants is one thing//12
Time and attention
A break from the daily routine
Some new dishes/
A remodeled kitchen//14
A brand new house
More love and understanding/
A ten day vacation
A cruise around the Atlantic//16
Yeah. Just one thing. Right?...
Hook (Sample):
So the partners change around
But the happiness just don't seem to get found
Is there no love when it's right in the palm of their hand
Right.
Verse 2:
Just one thing...
A new wardrobe
Trips to the gym
Together/
A better job
In a better city
With better weather//2
Protection
Affection
And compliments/
But all the complaints
were messing with his confidence//4
It’s common sense
He was way too involved/
With work
That somehow at home
Problems weren’t getting solved//6
Every thought of moments lost
Was pressure heaped on his brain/
No pleasure
The things he used to love
Became a pain//8
A strain
A stress
For better or worse
And none the less/
He felt like they were so blessed//10
He remembered being poor
And struggling
Just to make it/
Get a little something
Somebody break in and take it//12
He couldn’t understand
The origin of resistance/
And why she couldn’t
Share in his contentment//14
For quiet time
He went home the long way/
Now his chest hurt
His arm and his head began to ache//16
Hook (Sample):
So the partners change around
But the happiness just don't seem to get found
Is there no love when it's right in the palm of their hand
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This album is the culmination of a three-year project to capture my life journey from 1992 to 2022. This is three years of work to cover 30 years of life. In my traditional New Fusion Movement style, I employ all of the elements of Hip Hop musical culture, along with sprinkles of every musical genre into this masterpiece of social discourse, revolutionary wordplay, and introspective transparency to funky beats. This is essentially my soul poured out, stretched, and displayed for the world to see. I hope it reminds you of something amazing and takes you somewhere uncomfortably irresistible.
